After swapping bodies, and lives, with my wife, all her routines are now mine... My wife, no... my husband was dressed and ready to go, taunting me from the bathroom door.
"Still not ready? Oh come on, you always said if you were me you’d never make us late, and here we are… you’re me now and you’re still not ready!"
I complained, "You know how hard it is to get your hair right…"
"Who’s hair?" she chuckled in her deep male voice as she cut me of.
"My hair… and then your skin treatment…"
"Who’s skin treatment?"
“My skin... and your makeup!"
"Lol… it’s all yours now, honey!"
"My… makeup… my… female life…"
Not as easy as it looked eh babe? Bet you’re regretting this swap now. But it’s way too late to go back (husband swats her on the ass)
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