Someone's Daughter

A car horn prompted a blonde girl in a bikini to rush to the door. "Just a minute guys," she waved.

"Who was that, sweetie?" Jeff asked his daughter as she ran back to her room.

"My friends. We're all going to the beach today."

Jeff peeked out of the window. There was a Jeep full of guys who looked too old to still be in high school. He didn't like the look of it; he knew what thoughts crossed the minds of young men. Then again, Sadie was nearly 18 years old and was always responsible when she went out. Recently, she seemed to be on a streak of rash and immature behavior, but he didn't think much of it. He decided to, begrudgingly, let his daughter relish in the freedoms and responsibilities associated with adulthood. It was hard being a father.

Only one thing, that wasn't actually Sadie. Jeff's daughter suffered a random body swap with some boy from college. For the past week, he had been assuming her life, and was now planning to have some fun exploring his new body with his friends.

Sadie walked towards the car in only a bikini and a pair of jeans. Her father called out from the doorway. "Do you have a shirt with you just in case?"

She sighed. "Yes, daddy. See?" Sadie twirled around waving a piece of fabric from her bag, not even stopping her movement away from the house. She had become so gruff and sarcastic recently. 

"Alright, well be safe..." but she was already getting in the car. He was still uncomfortable with her being around all of those boys, but he knew he had to accept that his little girl was growing up. If only he knew what she would be getting up to that day.