Ready, steady...Go!

My boyfriend and I share everything, but when he said he wanted to blend our bodies, I wasn’t sure.

“It so simple,” he said. “They just mix our DNA and re-inject us, and then over a month or so we both gradually become more identical to each other and meet somewhere in the middle.”

I had to admit, it was tempting – if for nothing else because it meant that I wouldn’t be the short one anymore. So we went for it, and it was a wild experience.

The weirdest part was getting taller. I noticed it first when I went to kiss him, a week after the procedure, and didn’t have to stand on my toes. He got really self-conscious about having chest hair for the first time in his life. And I was so glad to have a foreskin on my dick again.

We’ve almost reached the halfway point now, with only a few changes left. His hair’s still a little curlier than mine, and my feet at a little shorter than his. The doctors said that once we’re both identical, we may forget which one of us was which.

But that’s fine – we can always reverse it and go back to the way we were. Although lately I’ve been thinking about going one step further, and having us revert back to each other’s bodies. I wouldn’t mind being the tall one for once.