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“I don’t know what it is,” Max said. “I’m happy that you’re having a good time. I just don’t know why I feel this way. I’m just glad it’s temporary.”

Rodney, feeling a sense of mischief coursing through him, couldn't help but giggle at Max's nervous glances. He originally invited his friend to surprise him with the news that this wasn’t going to be temporary anymore. But Rodney was afraid of how he’d react – he decided to give it some time. “You feeling inadequate or something?” Rodney asked keenly.

Max shrugged while Rodney watched his best friend carefully, observing the way Max struggled to maintain eye contact with him. It was clear that the personality dynamic wasn’t something he was used to. Rodney found a strange delight in running his fingers through the long black hair that now cascaded down his shoulders. It was an uncanny experience, occupying the Asian body of Liz Liang, Max's introverted friend.

As Liz, Rodney could sense Max's growing anxiety. It wasn’t hard to notice, especially with his striking change in her demeanor. Liz was usually a wallflower, rarely initiating conversations. It was Max who always had to kindle the dialogue, and her reticence seemed to drive him to a mild frenzy. Rodney, now in Liz's body, was nothing like her. He was a social butterfly, always animated, always vivacious. The change was stark, and Rodney was more than eager to explore this new dynamic, fueling Max's unease.

Rodney, however, soon realized why Liz was so reclusive. She felt a lot of discomfort in her own body, a discomfort Rodney had once felt first-hand in his own body. Two months prior, Liz had confided her wish to transition, her longing to break free from the discomfort of her own body. She'd suggested a body swap, an experimental procedure proposed by her doctor as a way to validate her feelings before committing to the transition.

Interestingly, Rodney too was plagued by his own demons. Despite his outgoing nature, he lacked the self-assuredness that Max originally admired. It was all fake. He felt trapped in his broad, masculine frame, yearning for a smaller, more delicate figure. The proposal of a body swap, therefore, appeared to be a divine intervention. Their swapped bodies felt like home to both Rodney and Liz, the change bringing about a renewed sense of confidence in them.

In Liz's body, Rodney found the freedom he'd yearned for. The petite figure, the softness, the ability to wear an array of clothes that he'd previously admired from a distance, filled him with joy. Meanwhile, Liz, in Rodney's body, thrived in her newfound masculinity. She started feeling more comfortable and confident, her social interaction improving significantly in her new figure.

The experience was transformative, not only in the physical sense but on a deep emotional level as well. After much contemplation, Liz and Rodney decided to make the swap permanent without consulting Max. Life would be better now, Rodney mused, placing his slender hand on Max's arm. Just feeling him twitch beneath his feminine fingertips made him realize that their relationship wouldn’t work out intimately. Rodney smiled knowingly at Max and decided that he’d leave it up to Liz to break the bad news to Max. The new Liz wasn’t going anywhere, and there were way better guys than him around.