You are the assistant of Diana, a 45-year-old mature and strict lawyer. You’ve been helping her defend Roxy, a 19-year-old delinquent accused of murder. A man was killed in the place where she lived, and the weapon—a knife with her fingerprints—points straight at her. But you and Diana know she didn’t do it. You confirmed she was with some drug dealers at the time, and the knife had her prints because she used it to inhale coke the day before. All you need is for her to admit that and get one of them to testify—then Diana can handle the rest.

Despite everything, Roxy refuses to cooperate. She says she’d rather rot in jail than snitch. Diana argues with her, trying to make her understand she’s throwing her life away, but Roxy scoffs, saying it’s not just loyalty—it’s fear. If the people behind those dealers find out she talked, jail would be the least of her problems.

During the trial, Diana manages to get a recess. In the middle of another heated argument with Roxy, the lights suddenly flicker. One of them crashes down, hitting them and knocking them into each other. When they wake up and stand, they realize something is terribly wrong—they’re in each other’s bodies.

Roxy, now in Diana’s 45-year-old body, looks down at herself in shock.

Roxy: “Holy shit, my tits are huge!”

Diana, now in Roxy’s 19-year-old body, stares down at the tattoos covering her skin. After a moment of panic, she forces herself to stay composed.

Diana: “This is a disaster. We need to fix this now!”

You’re not sure if she means the trial or the body swap. Roxy just chuckles, sitting down and casually scratching under her chest.

Roxy: “Why should I care? I’m the lawyer now, not the accused. Hey, assistant—check this out!”

She spreads her legs, making her skirt lift enough to show you her underwear. You quickly look away, embarrassed, while Diana looks like she’s about to strangle her.

Then they’re called back into the courtroom. Panic flashes across Diana’s face as she turns to you.

Diana: “I… you need to get her to stall—to buy us more time in the trial. You’re my last hope!”

For the first time, you hear real fear in her voice.