Stand-up Comedy after the Great Shift

I was a boy. All I needed to do was go out with aftershave on. Then I could conquer the world. Now, with an eye contour, waterproof mascara, lip gloss, and volumizing hairspray, I'm ready to dump the trash.

I only experienced the heat during the summer. Now, thanks to my approaching menopause, I feel like a Flamethrower Pokémon. Now, with these hot flashes, I could cook a steak on my chest in five seconds — no joke!

In my twenties, eating a four-cheese pizza and drinking an ice-cold beer at midnight wasn't a problem. Now I risk getting an upset stomach just looking at a plate of French fries. That's why I always carry a bottle of Pepto Bismol in my bag.

The truth is that, in my twenties, my body was like an amusement park. Now, it's a museum. With signs: “Caution: Do not touch. Sensitive area. Risk of inflammation."

 

Twin Sister by Chance

I needed money to pay for college, so I started looking for a part-time job. Since I am good with children, I was looking for a job as a babysitter. Unfortunately, no one was willing to hire a male babysitter but the solution came to me thanks to finding the Medallion of Zulo. I took a blouse from my girlfriend, and thanks to that, I became Pauline, the most popular babysitter in the neighborhood on weekends.

My girlfriend found out everything, but she was supportive. She also wants me to spend time with her like a real twin sister. The only thing I do not understand is that she wants 20% of my earnings as the right to use her body.

Personalized Training

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Jeff was a well-known personal trainer in the industry. His motto was, "If you want it, you can have it," 

and he believed that those who couldn't stay in shape were just lazy. He met Martha. She had been fighting excess weight for a lifetime. He gave her a program to follow. It was made up of exercises and very strict diets. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. After three months, Martha had lost a few pounds; he treated her terribly, telling her that she hadn't tried hard enough. Martha left, crying, but came back the next day with a plan for revenge. She told Jeff that if he was as good as he claimed, he would reshape her body. So she cast a spell, and their bodies switched places. She told Jeff that he would need to reach his weight loss goals within the next three months. Jeff had no choice but to agree. In the nearly three months that followed, he discovered that it was very difficult to adhere to his program in Marta's body. He was morbidly attracted to sweets, and his situation worsened during  PMS. There were only a few days left until the program ended, and when Martha returned, he felt like he would have to stay like this for another three months. All he had to do was convince Martha to accept herself as she was, and perhaps recommend some slimming leggings.

 

The Social Mom

Happy Mother`s Day

Two weeks ago, Gloria, fed up with her lazy teenage son Ethan, convinced him to swap bodies with her to help him understand the responsibilities of being a single mom. A week ago, she convinced him to do the swap and they went to a swap clinic. Today, after a whole day out, she comes home and finds Ethan in her bedroom:

Hey Ethan, or should I say Mom, it's time to get dinner ready.

Just a moment mommy or better darling I'll finish updating your social profiles and do it.

Social profiles? look, I'm only registered on Facebook.

That's why you're such a boomer. You are now subscribed to Instagram and Tiktok, Oh, I forgot, I also subscribed you 

on Twitch under the name of  The Mommystreamer.

Okay, I understand, but remember, the whole point of this project is to make you feel like a grown woman, and now 

stop playing!

Ok Mom, as you wish.

And with that, he jumped out of bed and headed for the kitchen. What Gloria didn't know was that Ethan had also signed her up for Tinder. Tonight, in the role of Gloria, he would have gone on a date with a dark-haired forty-year-old man., If he was to feel like a single woman, it was also true in the realm of love.