The Great Shift: Happy 30th (13th) Birthday (Patreon)

We've all had to adapt over the years, it's been 4 years since a bunch of random people were affected by the “the great shift” but we've all had to change a bit, including me.

- Hey pop! What time are my friends arriving?-

That huge shirtless muscular man 4 years ago was my little son Jaime and I couldn't be more proud of the man he has become, When Jaime was born we were so worried about his small size and how sickly he was, but now he's as strong as a fucking bull.

-Take it easy champion, all the parents assured me that they will bring your classmates at 3 pm-

But despite his colossal biceps and his great height, he still has the heart of a 13-year-old boy… even when legally He is 30 now. Since we woke up he had not stopped talking about his birthday party, even while we were having breakfast he did not stop looking at the clock and counting the minutes until his little friends arrived.

I hadn't seen Jaime this excited since it was Christmas, and he received his Nintendo Switch and that membership to the hottest new gym in town.

It was 9:00pm when I found out that my son had ended up on the other side of the world in the body of a bodybuilder named Joe, I was watching the news when the “the great shift” happened, It had already been 1 hour since I read him a story to sleep and I slept him in his bed.

The door of my son's room suddenly opened while the reporter on TV was talking about a strange cosmic event that began to affect thousands of people around the world. His eyes showed confusion and disorientation, but I reaffirmed my suspect when he said his first words

-wer bist du? wo zum Teufel bin ich?-

That was definitely not English and definitely that little boy was not my Jaime, I tried to communicate with him through the translator of my phone, but it was not easy at all, immediately the internet, electricity and lines phone lines began to fail due to all the chaos going on throughout the city.

I spoke to "Joe" who was now trapped in the sickly body of my 9-year-old son Jaime, with his help I was able to locate my real son thanks to Joe's cell phone, While Joe spoke with his squeaky childish voice in the kitchen of At home I was trying to calm down my little son who was now in a gym in Germany.

His voice was upbeat, his tone was thick and he seemed to be having a much better time than we were. We were on the phone for hours as Joe and I tried to guide him step by step to his bachelor pad for him to take refuge in, luckily the gym where Joe used to go.

Jaime would occasionally get distracted by how great it was to be in Joe's body, he wouldn't stop talking about his huge muscles and how tall he was now, he was very close to his old home, so it wasn't too hard for him to find his new house.

With the help of Joe's contacts we were able to help Jaime, his family was in charge of dressing him, feeding him and helping him return home. It took 3 long months of paperwork and bureaucracy to be able to exchange the names and lives of Jaime and Joe.

Before long the world government began to calm things down and try to return people to their old lives, although Jaime may never get his old body back, he seems to have fully adapted to his new body.

We have even started going to the gym together after school and my work, he has become the biggest man in the whole gym and the most popular guy in the whole school, Before all this Jaime was very shy and quiet, but now he has become a son a father can be proud of.

Even though I wish he didn't leave all his dirty clothes and his stinky sneakers all over the house and his room stinks of sweat and chlorine…maybe it's time to give my boy the "birds and bees" talk or is it too late for that

ESP:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1V6_bdJ026JkJb5nRZ_GoxuEyMIticBhvQ4b-Nev-3YI/edit?usp=sharing