((Check "Nephew's girlfriend" in my profile for the other side of this body swap.))

You were traveling with your girlfriend Tiffany to visit your uncle and Aunt Carol. During the drive, Tiffany was glued to her phone, giggling nonstop. She was undeniably attractive and sexy—but also a complete airhead. Deep down, you knew you were only dating her because everyone said you’d be crazy to turn someone like her down.

When you arrived, your uncle was sprawled shirtless on the couch, his obese, elderly body exposed as he drank beer and watched TV. He whistled at Tiffany when he saw her; she giggled while you rolled your eyes. Carol warmly hugged you, and you sat beside her to talk while Tiffany stayed with your uncle.

You talked and laughed with Carol for hours. She was easy to talk to, kind, and intelligent. Eventually, your uncle burped loudly, making Carol sigh. She confessed she regretted marrying such a crude, fat pig, but felt that being old and overweight meant she had missed her chance at a better life. Hesitantly, she admitted she sometimes wished your uncle were more like you. You held her hand and smiled, admitting you wished Tiffany were more like Carol.

Then you heard your uncle tell Tiffany he would “totally smash her hot ass.” She giggled and complained that you were boring and never talked like that. The situation escalated into a heated argument. You confronted your uncle for being shameless, while Carol scolded Tiffany for encouraging him and ignoring you. Your uncle only laughed, openly saying he wanted Tiffany. Tiffany, amused, said your uncle was far hotter than you.

Your uncle then pointed out how close you were with Carol, suggesting you secretly wished you were married to her instead. As you looked at Carol—her gray hair, wrinkled face, sagging chest, and round belly—you realized it was true. Your deepest desire was to be with her.

Grinning, your uncle revealed he had won some body-swap pills in a poker game. Two pills of the same color would swap the users’ bodies. After hesitating, you agreed. You and your uncle swallowed the pills and quickly lost consciousness.

Tiffany clapped excitedly and dragged your unconscious body—now inhabited by your uncle—back to your apartment. Carol helped your uncle’s old body onto the couch.

You woke up moments later, staring down at an obese, unfamiliar body. It had worked—you were now your uncle. Carol sat beside you, gently touching your arm.

“Are you okay in there, honey?” she asked softly. “I can’t believe you actually did this.”

You smiled, realizing something important: she wasn’t your aunt anymore. She was your wife, Carol.