Well, by now it had become obvious to Michael that his little magical problem was happening every other day, though there was no definite set time for which part of the day it would occur. However, on the second day after his last offence, Michael was prepared.
"Stephen?" he murmured to his... friend, who was sat beside him in their dorm. "The thing, Stephen. I'm going to do the thing."
Michael knew that his new feminine body wasn't going to last forever, but once his clouded vision had faded back to where they actually where, once he was in control of himself again, he was disappointed, disappointed in his flat chest and, he was sure, the return of his cock.
He looked across at Stephen, wondering what was going to happen now, wondering if they were still going to carry on, wondering-
"What happened?" he asked. "Are you okay?"
[[Oh no! Well, ten of you are in for an interesting few days. All of you are returned to your original genders, well done. If you are incorporeal at the moment, you'll remain so. No touchy for you. However, the following few people have swapped bodies. Bodies. You have your brains still, your memories, your everything, just not your bodies.
Anthony and Sally have swapped. Luna and Poppy. Lavender and Blaise. Percy and Draco. Lucius and Seamus.
Good luck with that, kids!]]