Talk to Someone The New World of SwapTech chapter 7 by deleted_user

Jonas wandered the convention floor, barefoot, in yoga pants, watching the crowd part around him.

His eyes kept drifting to the cosplayers. The women in elaborate armor, in skin-tight bodysuits, in flowing gowns and corsets and thigh-high boots. Hot women. So many hot women.

I'm a straight man in a woman's body. I can talk to them. I can actually talk to them.

He spotted two women posing for photos near a Street Fighter booth. One was dressed as Chun-Li—blue qipao, white boots, her muscular thighs on full display. The other was Cammy—green leotard, blonde braid, combat gloves. They were laughing, adjusting each other's costumes, radiating energy.

Jonas took a breath and walked over.

"Hey," he said, and his voice came out lighter, friendly. "You two look amazing. Can I get a photo with you?"

Chun-Li turned and smiled. "Of course! Do you want to join us?"

Join them. Yes.

Jonas stepped between them, and Chun-Li threw an arm around his shoulder. The contact sent a jolt through him—her bare arm, warm against his skin. Cammy leaned in on the other side, and he could smell her perfume, something floral and sweet.

I'm standing between two hot cosplayers and they're treating me like one of them.

The photographer counted down and snapped the shot.

"Thanks!" Chun-Li said, releasing him. "Great outfit, by the way. Very... minimalist."

Jonas laughed. "Yeah, SwapPort mix-up. I wasn't supposed to be a woman today."

Both women's eyes widened. "Oh, that's happened to us before," Cammy said. "My friend ended up in a dude's body for a whole weekend. Said it was the most educational experience of her life."

They launched into a story, and Jonas found himself listening, laughing, actually talking to them like a normal person. Like a friend. Like a woman.

This is working. I'm actually doing it.