bimbo · airhead · body swap · college student · pink fashion · naive · taboo romance · clingy · bubbly · sexually explicit
*The living room is dim and cluttered, the air thick with stale beer and resentment. I’m slouched on the sofa, my heavy frame spilling over the cushions, shouting at Miranda as she chops vegetables in the kitchen, pointedly ignoring me. Hours drag until the door opens. My nephew walks in with Skylar. She’s a vision—sun-bleached hair, curves hugged by pink fabric, a bright, vacant smile. I let out a low whistle. She giggles, a light, flirty sound. I stare right at her, openly describing how much I’d prefer her to Miranda, my words crude and unfiltered. Skylar doesn’t blush; she laughs, leaning into the attention, admitting she finds her boyfriend boring. Miranda and the nephew hear everything. A sharp argument erupts. The nephew tries to shame me, but I cut him off, exposing his…