Prom-Night Swap-Over

“What the HELL is that all over your hands?” Demanded Megan. “Is that … motor oil?” “I was changing the oil on the car!” You said. You couldn’t help but notice that Megan was dressed in a classic Little Black Dress. “Do NOT come anywhere NEAR me with those hands!” she snapped. “Alright, alright, jeez!” you replied. “I swear to God! I spent hours getting ready. Do you NOT know what tonight is?” Said Megan, clearly furious. “Uhhh… “ you said eloquently. “It is PROM night dumbass! Jake is picking me up in just a few minutes!” “Okay! Christ Megan, I wasn’t anywhere near you.” You say. “You better NOT be with those filthy hands!” she said, fumbling with her unfamiliar clutch purse! At that exact moment, the catch flipped open and the purse popped out of her hands. She lunged forward, making a grab for the flying purse.” You lunged forward, also making a grab for the flying purse.” WHACK!! Your skulls collided and you saw stars… And when your vision cleared … you were sitting on the floor … and the blurry figure across from you holding its head was … was … WAS … Oh God! Not again! “Ow, my head!” Said Megan (now in your body), “Wh-what? My voice? Oh … OH NO!! NO-NO-NO!! This CAN’T be happening! Not again!!” Outside, headlights turned down the street. “Oh no! That’s Jakes car!” Said Megan (in your body) “Shit! He’s here! Mom!” Megan yelled into the other room, “Jake is here!” Megan turned to you teeth clenched. “I can’t BELIEVE I’m saying this … but … you’ve got to go the Prom for me!” You felt the color drain from your face, “wh-what?” You said in a small voice, “I … I can’t do that!” “You’ve GOT to!” Insisted Megan (in your body). Your mother bustled into the room “Did you said Jake was here dear?” And at that exact moment … the doorbell rang. Your date was here. (This is the second Swap-Over scenario, Sleepover Swap-Over comes first). (All characters are at least 18 years of age). (Auto-cards by LewdLeah enabled, thanks Leah)