Visit the SwapPort gift shop The New World of SwapTech chapter 5 by deleted_user

Jonas stood in front of the SwapPort facility's small gift shop, staring at the display window.

The shop was tucked into the corner of the lobby, a glass case filled with merchandise: t-shirts, keychains, travel mugs, and — in a section labeled "Emergency Convention Kit" — costume packages.

Emergency Convention Kit. That's me.

He pushed open the door and stepped inside. The shop was small, maybe fifteen feet square, with racks of clothing along one wall and shelves of accessories along the other. A bored-looking clerk sat behind the counter, scrolling through her phone.

Jonas headed straight for the costume section.

The kits were simple: a clear plastic bag containing a printed t-shirt, a pair of shorts, and a cheap foam accessory — a sword, a staff, a pair of elf ears. Each bag was labeled with a franchise logo. Star Wars. Harry Potter. My Hero Academia. Attack on Titan.

These are terrible. But they're something.

Then he noticed the smaller display case to the side, mounted on the wall. It was labeled "SwapPort Premium Body Modifications — Add-On Packages for Your Sleeve."

Jonas leaned in, reading the fine print.

"Want to enhance your convention experience? Add temporary cosmetic modifications to your sleeve for the duration of your booking. Changes are reversible and painless. Packages include:"

- "Cosplay Chest Enhancement — Increase or decrease bust size by up to three cup sizes. Perfect for accurate character portrayals."
- "Height Adjustment — Add or subtract up to six inches. (Note: may affect balance; practice walking before full use.)"
- "Cosmetic Skin Tones & Textures — Fantasy colors, scales, fur patterns, and more."
- "Facial Structure Modification — Adjust jawline, nose shape, eye shape, and more to match your chosen character."
- "Full Character Morph — Combine multiple modifications for a complete transformation into your chosen character. (Must provide reference images at time of booking.)"

Jonas stared at the list, his mind racing.

I could change this body. I could make it look like anything. Like anyone.

He looked down at himself. The yoga pants. The tank top. The female form that still felt alien.

I could—

He stopped the thought.