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Indiana turned the medallion in his hand. The two-faced god Janus stared back at him. Roman, but he had no idea how old it was...
The door to his small office burst open. “Hello!”
Indiana almost dropped the medallion. He stared at the blonde woman in confusion.
“Willie?”
“The one and only. Did you miss me?”
“No.” Indiana stood up, realizing how that had sounded. “I mean I haven't thought about you much.”
“You sure know what to say to a lady!” Willie gave him an approving look nevertheless. “By the way, I like the professor look. You look like a totally different person. Without the thick layer of grime you look almost respectable, Doctor Jones.”
Indiana walked past her to close the door to his office. Luckily it was after office hours, but he was fairly sure some students and faculty members still lingered in the building and he wasn't too happy with the idea of them hearing Willie.
“Thanks. I work here. Why are you here?”
That had sounded rude. Indiana rubbed his forehead. “Sorry, I mean I'm happy to see you, of course.”
He wasn't too happy about his adventuring life interfering with his work life like this though. They had parted on good terms, at least Indiana was pretty sure of that, but he hadn't expected Willie to turn up at the college.
He eyed her. She didn't seem to be angry with him.
Unsure what else to say Indy turned his attention back on the medallion.
“I was just working. See? The college got a hold of a collection of unlabeled objects from this private collection and I have been trying to identify their origin. I can obviously recognize the symbol for Roman God Janus, but whether it's even actually-”
Willie reached to brush her fingers against the medallion. “Looks drab. Is it valuable if it's real?”
“Not necessarily,” Indy admitted. “But I'd rather know what it is. Some of the detail looks off to me. Too smooth. I'd love to know if it's a forgery at least.”
Willie pulled her well-manicured fingers away. “Huh.” She looked around the cramped room. “This is what you do when you're not running around the globe hunting for shiny rocks and punching guys?”
Indiana pocketed the medallion. “I also give lectures and grade papers.”
“Why do you do it in the junk closet?”
“Maybe it is a bit cramped.”
“Also working so late?” Willie stepped closer and gave Indy a smile.
We definitely parted on friendly terms.
Indy returned the smile. “I could be persuaded to quit for the day.”
Willie closed the distance, pulling him into a kiss. Indy returned it greedily, taking her into an embrace. He had been working hard lately, the mid-terms were coming up, and had had no time to indulge in these sort of things-
Indy broke the kiss to gasp for air. Willie set her finger on his lips.
“I am not going to fuck in a supply closet. Do you live here or does your grave robbing and mummy-finding pay enough for you to have a proper house?”
“Grave-ro-”
“Please tell me you don't live in the college basement.”
Deciding he'd probably want Willie as far away from his work place as possible anyway, Indy took a step back. “No, I have an actual house, we can go to my place.”
“Wonderful!” Willie opened the door. She pushed a full suitcase on Indy. “Just let me get my stuff.”
“Your what?”
“My luggage!”
Indy followed Willie out of his office. “What is in there, anyway? It weighs a ton.”
“I have an audition tomorrow in the city and happened to remember you. I thought to myself, 'Willie, you are such a lucky girl to know such a distinguished gentleman who will let you stay at his place! No need for a hotel room.'”
Indiana frowned. “So you're inviting yourself to stay at my place?”
“Just for a few days.”
Deciding it'd be fine, and would likely lead to sex anyway, Indiana nodded.
“Just call first the next time.”
Indiana turned on the bed. Something was wrong... He had had a weird nightmare, but it was slipping away...
He blinked slowly, his sleepy brain trying to catch up.
Usually when he woke up disoriented it was because he couldn't remember where he had fallen asleep. But this was somehow the opposite... He stared at the lamp on his night stand. The room was his bedroom... But something else was off... He rolled over.
Indy froze.
Waking up next to someone was not totally uncommon.
Even waking up next to an another guy.
But the man snoring away next to him was-
Indy let out a startled squeak and clamped his hand over his mouth in shock.
His all-too small hand-
He watched the eyes of the man next to him flutter open. The man who looked alarmingly familiar-
“Huh?”
The man who looked like him (but it couldn't be him, obviously, Indy told himself), opened his eyes. And let out a scream.
He sat up. “Aaah!”
He looked down. “AAAH!”
The situation was becoming at least somewhat clearer to Indiana. He was clearly not himself at the moment, as a quick glance down confirmed. He certainly had not gone to bed looking like a woman. But he remembered last night now, and it was only logical that-
“Willie?” he asked, startled by the high voice coming out of his mouth.
So this is how Willie's voice sounds to herself.
He watched the other person on the bed nod.
“What is this?” Willie asked.
“Listen, I don't know how this happened but-”
“But nothing!” Willie pointed at him, pulling the bed covers up to cover herself. “This is your fault! Turn me back!”
“My fault?”
Willie gave him a look. “Well do you think this is my doing, buster?” She threw a pillow at Indy before he could reply. “Give me my body back! What, was not going through dead corpses enough? You've moved on to living body-heisting?”
“I didn't do this! This was definitely not on purpose!”
“Undo it!”
Indy rubbed his forehead. “Please don't yell. It is freaking me out. Just... Watching my body screech at me-”
“For a good reason! And stop...” Willie gestured at Indy. “Stop that!”
Indy looked down. “What?”
He was hit with the pillow again. “Stop that! Stop staring at my boobs and showing them off!”
“It's not like I haven't seen them before,” Indy protested. But he pulled a blanket on.
He couldn't help adding: “This isn't the first time I have been inside you even. Last night-”
“Give me something to wear.”
Deciding it would be easier to assess the situation once they were not naked Indy wrapped himself in the blanket and walked to the dresser to pull out a fresh pair of underwear and a shirt.
He watched Willie put them on. It was bizarre, watching himself outside his body like this...
Willie stood up. “Woah, tall.”
“Hm.”
The way she towered over him now was giving Indy some kind of feelings and he wasn't interested in entertaining them.
Willie pulled out her suitcase. “Lucky for you I have a change of clothing.”
Indy eyed the bra offered to him. “I think we can skip that-”
“Nonsense, I am not letting you walk around jiggling my boobs all over the place.”
Deciding it was the path of least resistance Indy let Willie dress him up.
“The last time I met you you ended up dragging me across Asia so I took the precaution of packing clothing for such an occasion,” Willie informed him. “Here, pants in case you wander off into the wilderness or something. But let's pair them up with this cute blouse. Let's go for a sporty but feminine look. Something that says 'Yes I enjoy a little bit of hiking but not enough to make me all gross and sweaty'. What do you think?”
“Sure.”
As soon as he was decent Willie asked: “So, how are you going to fix this?”
A good question.
“Let me think, I need to figure out what caused this.”
“Angered any goddesses as of late?”
“Not as far as I know,” Indiana said. “Believe me or not but this is a new kind of a predicament for me too.”
“Well you better find a way for me to turn back. I am not going to spend rest of my life being stuck inside this... This big weird hairy thing.”
“You didn't think my body was too big and weird last night,” Indiana snapped. He was noticing how small and fragile he was next to Willie now and didn't enjoy the feeling one bit.
“Anyway, it's clear you traded up here,” Willie argued. “You get to be me while I am stuck being old and having weird pain in my back and wrist oh my god you do not take good care of this thing!”
Admittedly, his current form was certainly lacking in some negative things, but still-
“Old? Wait a second I am not that much older than you are!”
Willie gave him a look. “Sort of proves my point about the poor maintenance. This body feels ancient. Meanwhile, I am 22.”
Indy stared at her. “You are NOT.”
Willie crossed her arms. “But I could be. It's well within my acting range-” A look of horror spread on her face. “Oh my god the audition!”
“Call them to postpone it.”
“I can't do that! If I am a no-show, Brenda will get the role!”
“A shame.”
Willie poked Indy's forehead. “So you have five hours to get me back right in there, you got that?”
Indy nodded. “Trust me, I am as eager to get back to normal as you are.”
He added: “Just let me gather my thoughts and I'm sure I can think of something.”