Bailey Gets Trapped in the Body of a 7 Year Old

Seven-year-old Will was being babysat by his older sister, Bailey. Now 14 and the definition of adolescent femininity, Bailey had her five friends over for a sleepover. All six girls were hanging out in the living room for the evening. The most standout among them, Bailey was wearing her long black hair in a simple yet elegant loose wave. Her brown eyes shimmered with an inner light that complemented her complexion. A friendship bracelet, a necklace from another best friend, an ankle bracelet, and pink nail polish on both her fingers and toes completed her look. She was casually dressed in a blue tank top, black shorts, and black flip flops while sporting clip-on earrings. After a lively evening of laughter and slices of pizza disappearing off the box, they settled down, soon turning into a landscape of sleeping beauties. But Will, who had already retreated to his room, realized that he had left his favourite teddy bear in the living room. The quote "Um sissy? I left my teddy bear in here. Can I have it?" fell from his lips as he shuffled over to his sister, interrupted her fun. Bailey replied with a short and swift command, "What? No! Go to bed! And leave us alone!" Will tucked his lower lip in, retreated to his room, feeling a pang of sadness and frustration. But he determined he couldn’t sleep without his teddy bear. Later, when midnight had cloaked everything in darkness and silence, Will orchestrated a stealthy mission to rescue his dear teddy. Sneaking past the living room filled with snoring girls, he carefully avoided disturbing Bailey, who was still fast asleep in her earlier outfit. However, the creak of a floorboard roused her. "I thought I told you to go to bed," she groaned upon spotting Will. He held his teddy bear closer to his chest, protesting - "Why are you being such a meanie sissy? Teddy keeps the monsters away when I'm sleeping." Bailey reached out for the bear. As her fingers brushed against his arm, a sudden jolt caused his vision to go black, and then he heard his own voice echoing, "You're such a meanie Bailey!" He felt something that made him shudder: he hadn’t actually spoken. Blinking his eyes open to the reality of being taller, Will looked down, only to see long black hair veiling his vision. Glancing down further, he discovered he was wearing the same tank top, shorts, bracelets, necklace that Bailey was wearing earlier. He inspected his hands, outstretching his fingers to see they were adorned in pink polish. "I'm... Bailey? I don't wanna be a girl!" he declared, covering his mouth in surprise as Bailey's voice echoed instead of his own childish tone. Getting up clumsily, he tripped over Bailey's flip flops and found himself involuntarily stumbling into them. Staggering upstairs to the bathroom, he studied his reflection and explored his new body: seeing his smooth female arms, slender legs, feminine hands and feet, and felt a surge of fear build up in his chest. He heard his body say, "I'm sorry sissy. I love you," to his mirrored reflection, adding to his fear. "I don't wanna be sissy! I wanna be a boy! I don't wanna be a girl! I hate pink!" he exclaimed before running out of the bathroom. But the flip flops were still attached to his female feet, and he tripped, collapsed in the hallway. In his panic, he scuttled to the corner, curling up into a ball. His long black hair fell in his vision as he tucked his head down, and he had yet another glimpse at the pink polish on his nails. The realization that he's still wearing Bailey's flip flops hit him again, and he squeezed his eyes shut. Rocking back and forth, he hoped with everything in him that it was just a bad dream, and he would wake up as seven-year-old Will. Unfortunately, he was not aware that his current reality was permanent, forever stuck in his sister Bailey's body; he would never be a boy again.