Rolling onto his stomach, Tony shot his friend next to him a playful look. This behavior was a far cry from just the day before, when he first arrived on Exchange Island. Burnt out by the stress of everyday life, he just needed to get away to an exotic locale; unwinding, soaking up some sun. What he did not have planned was getting his body switched with a random resort guest, a woman no less. He should’ve read the brochure, but it was too late to back out no matter how much he protested at the front desk. Tony trudged off in defeat, resigning himself to yet another stressful week. That may have well been the case, had he run into Trish. Trish was a veteran of the Island, and brought it on herself to take new arrivals under her wing. “Trust me,” she had said, eyeing him up, “you lucked out, getting a body like [tpb]that[/tpb] on your first go. You don’t want to waste it cooped up in your room.”

Tony was so wrapped up with his sudden transformation he didn’t even think about whether or not his temporary body was attractive or not, though judging from Trish’s appraising looks, she liked what she saw. The feeling was mutual, so decided to go with Trish to experience what a whole new perspective could offer.

Trish was thorough in teaching Tony the ins and outs of womanhood, but she was wrong about one thing: the two of them cooped up in a room was far from an unpleasant. In between these bouts of exploration, Tony spent time at the beach like he had planned, though he never would expected enjoying it like this, with a beautiful woman at his side while being a beautiful woman himself. Tony sighed in contentment. If the night before was any indication, his time on Exchange Island would be remembered fondly for the rest of his life. [tpb][/tpb]