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Based on 'ThatPersonYouMightKnow's' storiy "Switching Places", artwork done by JeffnaBooots as request on TLKFAA aka The Lion King Fan Art Archive.

Poor Simba and Nala get caught in a bodyswap! This was caused by Tama's insecurity about her magic abilities caused by Tojo's comments where he criticised her so she randoly shot magic thinking something would catch fire and Simba and Nala got hit by magic only for them to wake up clueless in each other's bodies.

Here is link to TPMYK's stories: drive.google.com/file/d/1eflur…

Here is Chapter 3 "Switching Places" story by TPYMK:

Simba yawned as he awoke, his eyes still closed. He stretched out and sighed, smiling. It was just another ordinary day in the Pride Lands for him.

_Man, that was a good sleep, _he thought. _I think it's finally safe to say I've recovered from my mighty battle with Hago. The heroic Prince is back in shape!_

Simba opened his eyes and got to his paws, before glancing at another Simba lying next to him. "Oh, hi, Simba," he said to the other Simba, before realising that he wasn't speaking in his own voice. In fact, the voice he was speaking in sounded rather female, but Simba was far too busy worrying about why there was someone who looked like him lying next to him rather than worrying about his voice sounding rather feminine one morning.

_Okay, who's this guy? _he asked himself as he stared at the other Simba lying next to him. _Probably some guy with a crush on Nala who wants to take over my life. I know she's the most beautiful girl in the world, but does that mean every cub in the world has to fall in love with her? First Moto, and now some impostor! _Simba sighed, realising it was going to be another busy day for him. _And I thought today was going to be peaceful, too._

Simba looked down, and gasped when he saw his paws were a creamy colour. _What the...? How come my paws look like that? They're not supposed to look like that! Jeez, you'd think I was turning into Nala or something!_

Simba nudged the lookalike of himself. "Hey, you, get up!" he ordered, before he finally realised just whose voice he was speaking in.

_Unless I'm being really dumb, I just spoke in Nala's voice, _Simba realised. _Okay, just what is going on around here? Is this some stupid dream I'm having? I hope so, because if I'm speaking in Nala's voice then that means that... _

Simba looked himself all over, and he realised that he looked exactly like Nala. The same colour of fur, the same size, the same voice, the same... Well, _everything _was the same! He didn't just _look _like Nala. He had _become _Nala.

The clone of Simba finally woke up, rubbing his head. "W-what happened?" he asked in Simba's voice. "Was that you, Simba?" The other Simba then seemed to realise that the voice he was speaking through wasn't actually his voice. "Wait! That's not my voice!" he exclaimed, looking all over his body. "That's not my fur!" The other Simba continued to examine his seemingly new body. "Those aren't my paws! And _that _definitely isn't mine!"

"Nala?" the _real _Simba said, cocking his head to the side. "Is that you?"

The other Simba looked into the real Simba's eyes, and his mouth dropped open. "Simba?" he said in shock. "Are you... me?"

Wide-eyed, Simba nodded slowly at Nala. "Uh... yeah. I think... I think I am. You're in my body and I'm in your body."

They just stared at each other for a few moments, before letting out a big scream, running around in circles on the edge of Pride Rock.

"This is crazy!" Simba exclaimed, not being able to understand this. How the heck did he end up stuck in Nala's body? This didn't make any sense whatsoever! "This is more than crazy! This is beyond crazy! It's crazier than crazy!"

"What are we gonna do?" Nala asked worriedly. "What if we're stuck like this for ever, trapped in each other's bodies?"

"Don't say that!" Simba shouted. "_Please _don't say that! I don't know what I'll do if we're stuck like this permanently. Although kissing would be a little interesting while we're stuck like this."

"Simba!"

"I'm kidding. This isn't right!" Simba thought for a moment. "We need to think here. Now, let's see... what _exactly _did we do last night before we went to sleep?"

Nala put a paw to her – new – chin thoughtfully, thinking back to the events of last night. "Well, we watched the stars for a while, had a little bit of a cuddle and went to sleep. Nothing out of the ordinary for us. Then I woke up and found out I was... well, you. And you're me! This is so confusing!"

"Hmm... this new fur is really soft," Simba said admiringly as he stroked his new creamy fur, not even paying any attention to Nala now. "I can see why I love it so much."

"Simba! This is serious! We're stuck in each other's..." Nala trailed off as a smile came across her face when she looked upwards. "Ooh, I've got your tuft!" she exclaimed as she stroked the tuft of fur that was now on her head. "I have _always _wanted a tuft like that! It's so cute!"

"Aw, Nala... that's _my _tuft!" Simba complained, starting to feel a little jealous of Nala possessing what many considered to be the cutest part of his body. "That's _mine _to touch only!"

"I _am _you, silly," Nala said as she continued to stroke the tuft. "And if you're so personal about it then why did you let me touch it last night? Just before you fainted because you _love _me so much."

Simba frowned. "Fine. Only me _and _you can touch it. But never mind the tuft – we need to figure out how to get ourselves back to normal! Otherwise we might be stuck like this for ever, and I've only just noticed how wonderful it feels to be you," Simba realised as he patted his new stomach with his paw. "It's so light." He hopped up and down. "I feel so bouncy! This is great!"

"Welcome to the world of girls, Simba," Nala remarked with a smile. "Now you know how it feels to be me every day." Nala put a paw to her throat and smiled. "Ooh, it feels so nice to talk with your voice. It's a very soft tone. No wonder you sound so adorable when you talk."

"I feel like I'm walking on air," Simba said as he happily bounced up and down. "I'm beginning to wish I _was _a girl."

"I think you're getting a little _too _carried away, Simba," Nala told him. "But that's just probably all those different emotions you're having. That's what I'm like every day."

"So how do we change back?" Simba asked, wondering just how they were going to get out of this one. This was extremely complicated compared to the other situations Simba and Nala had to get themselves out of. Normally it was just the case of running away or fending off some evil villain who was out to kill them, but this was seriously different. They'd changed bodies very suddenly, and it didn't seem like anyone was behind it.

"Find the person who did it?" Nala suggested as if it were an obvious thing. "You know, like we do every time something like this happens?"

"Since when does _this _happen?" Simba argued, pointing to his new body. "Normally it's just some guy who wants to take over the kingdom. Do you see any crazy lions with staffs around anywhere around here?"

Nala looked around for a few seconds. "I can't say I can. But think about it, Simba. It's obvious that someone's done this to us. People just don't change bodies randomly."

"Maybe they do," Simba said in a horrified voice. "Maybe it's just a part of growing up. What if it turns out my Mom is my Dad and my Dad is... Oh, that's disgusting. I don't want to think about it."

"Simba, trust me, it's not a part of growing up. I know all about growing up. My mother taught me _everything _about that," Nala informed him. "Someone's done this to us, and we need to find out who it is."

"But we got rid of all the people who hate us," Simba argued. "Didn't we?" He scratched the top of his head. "I think we did."

"Yes, we did," Nala replied. "Hago and Scar are dead, so this must be someone new to us. Someone who really hates us so much that they decided to swap our bodies around. And the only way someone would be able to do that is by—"

"Magic," Simba finished for her in a worried tone, beginning to shake with fear. "But I killed Hago... he can't still be alive. Can he? Maybe he's come back to life, and this is his way of having revenge! I don't want him to be alive, Nala! I still have nightmares about him!"

"Simba, calm down!" Nala exclaimed, running over to him and putting her paw around him. "Believe me, if Hago was still alive then we'd be dead already. Am I right?"

Simba nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right. So it's some new guy who wants to wreck our lives to take over the kingdom. But who is it?"

"That's what we have to find out. Oh, and Simba, don't look now because my mother is coming over to talk to us," Nala told him.

"Can this day get any worse?"

End of Chapter 3

Description
Based on 'ThatPersonYouMightKnow's' storiy "Switching Places", artwork done by JeffnaBooots as request on TLKFAA aka The Lion King Fan Art Archive.

Poor Simba and Nala get caught in a bodyswap! This was caused by Tama's insecurity about her magic abilities caused by Tojo's comments where he criticised her so she randoly shot magic thinking something would catch fire and Simba and Nala got hit by magic only for them to wake up clueless in each other's bodies.

Here is link to TPMYK's stories: drive.google.com/file/d/1eflur…

Here is Chapter 3 "Switching Places" story by TPYMK:

Simba yawned as he awoke, his eyes still closed. He stretched out and sighed, smiling. It was just another ordinary day in the Pride Lands for him.

_Man, that was a good sleep, _he thought. _I think it's finally safe to say I've recovered from my mighty battle with Hago. The heroic Prince is back in shape!_

Simba opened his eyes and got to his paws, before glancing at another Simba lying next to him. "Oh, hi, Simba," he said to the other Simba, before realising that he wasn't speaking in his own voice. In fact, the voice he was speaking in sounded rather female, but Simba was far too busy worrying about why there was someone who looked like him lying next to him rather than worrying about his voice sounding rather feminine one morning.

_Okay, who's this guy? _he asked himself as he stared at the other Simba lying next to him. _Probably some guy with a crush on Nala who wants to take over my life. I know she's the most beautiful girl in the world, but does that mean every cub in the world has to fall in love with her? First Moto, and now some impostor! _Simba sighed, realising it was going to be another busy day for him. _And I thought today was going to be peaceful, too._

Simba looked down, and gasped when he saw his paws were a creamy colour. _What the...? How come my paws look like that? They're not supposed to look like that! Jeez, you'd think I was turning into Nala or something!_

Simba nudged the lookalike of himself. "Hey, you, get up!" he ordered, before he finally realised just whose voice he was speaking in.

_Unless I'm being really dumb, I just spoke in Nala's voice, _Simba realised. _Okay, just what is going on around here? Is this some stupid dream I'm having? I hope so, because if I'm speaking in Nala's voice then that means that... _

Simba looked himself all over, and he realised that he looked exactly like Nala. The same colour of fur, the same size, the same voice, the same... Well, _everything _was the same! He didn't just _look _like Nala. He had _become _Nala.

The clone of Simba finally woke up, rubbing his head. "W-what happened?" he asked in Simba's voice. "Was that you, Simba?" The other Simba then seemed to realise that the voice he was speaking through wasn't actually his voice. "Wait! That's not my voice!" he exclaimed, looking all over his body. "That's not my fur!" The other Simba continued to examine his seemingly new body. "Those aren't my paws! And _that _definitely isn't mine!"

"Nala?" the _real _Simba said, cocking his head to the side. "Is that you?"

The other Simba looked into the real Simba's eyes, and his mouth dropped open. "Simba?" he said in shock. "Are you... me?"

Wide-eyed, Simba nodded slowly at Nala. "Uh... yeah. I think... I think I am. You're in my body and I'm in your body."

They just stared at each other for a few moments, before letting out a big scream, running around in circles on the edge of Pride Rock.

"This is crazy!" Simba exclaimed, not being able to understand this. How the heck did he end up stuck in Nala's body? This didn't make any sense whatsoever! "This is more than crazy! This is beyond crazy! It's crazier than crazy!"

"What are we gonna do?" Nala asked worriedly. "What if we're stuck like this for ever, trapped in each other's bodies?"

"Don't say that!" Simba shouted. "_Please _don't say that! I don't know what I'll do if we're stuck like this permanently. Although kissing would be a little interesting while we're stuck like this."

"Simba!"

"I'm kidding. This isn't right!" Simba thought for a moment. "We need to think here. Now, let's see... what _exactly _did we do last night before we went to sleep?"

Nala put a paw to her – new – chin thoughtfully, thinking back to the events of last night. "Well, we watched the stars for a while, had a little bit of a cuddle and went to sleep. Nothing out of the ordinary for us. Then I woke up and found out I was... well, you. And you're me! This is so confusing!"

"Hmm... this new fur is really soft," Simba said admiringly as he stroked his new creamy fur, not even paying any attention to Nala now. "I can see why I love it so much."

"Simba! This is serious! We're stuck in each other's..." Nala trailed off as a smile came across her face when she looked upwards. "Ooh, I've got your tuft!" she exclaimed as she stroked the tuft of fur that was now on her head. "I have _always _wanted a tuft like that! It's so cute!"

"Aw, Nala... that's _my _tuft!" Simba complained, starting to feel a little jealous of Nala possessing what many considered to be the cutest part of his body. "That's _mine _to touch only!"

"I _am _you, silly," Nala said as she continued to stroke the tuft. "And if you're so personal about it then why did you let me touch it last night? Just before you fainted because you _love _me so much."

Simba frowned. "Fine. Only me _and _you can touch it. But never mind the tuft – we need to figure out how to get ourselves back to normal! Otherwise we might be stuck like this for ever, and I've only just noticed how wonderful it feels to be you," Simba realised as he patted his new stomach with his paw. "It's so light." He hopped up and down. "I feel so bouncy! This is great!"

"Welcome to the world of girls, Simba," Nala remarked with a smile. "Now you know how it feels to be me every day." Nala put a paw to her throat and smiled. "Ooh, it feels so nice to talk with your voice. It's a very soft tone. No wonder you sound so adorable when you talk."

"I feel like I'm walking on air," Simba said as he happily bounced up and down. "I'm beginning to wish I _was _a girl."

"I think you're getting a little _too _carried away, Simba," Nala told him. "But that's just probably all those different emotions you're having. That's what I'm like every day."

"So how do we change back?" Simba asked, wondering just how they were going to get out of this one. This was extremely complicated compared to the other situations Simba and Nala had to get themselves out of. Normally it was just the case of running away or fending off some evil villain who was out to kill them, but this was seriously different. They'd changed bodies very suddenly, and it didn't seem like anyone was behind it.

"Find the person who did it?" Nala suggested as if it were an obvious thing. "You know, like we do every time something like this happens?"

"Since when does _this _happen?" Simba argued, pointing to his new body. "Normally it's just some guy who wants to take over the kingdom. Do you see any crazy lions with staffs around anywhere around here?"

Nala looked around for a few seconds. "I can't say I can. But think about it, Simba. It's obvious that someone's done this to us. People just don't change bodies randomly."

"Maybe they do," Simba said in a horrified voice. "Maybe it's just a part of growing up. What if it turns out my Mom is my Dad and my Dad is... Oh, that's disgusting. I don't want to think about it."

"Simba, trust me, it's not a part of growing up. I know all about growing up. My mother taught me _everything _about that," Nala informed him. "Someone's done this to us, and we need to find out who it is."

"But we got rid of all the people who hate us," Simba argued. "Didn't we?" He scratched the top of his head. "I think we did."

"Yes, we did," Nala replied. "Hago and Scar are dead, so this must be someone new to us. Someone who really hates us so much that they decided to swap our bodies around. And the only way someone would be able to do that is by—"

"Magic," Simba finished for her in a worried tone, beginning to shake with fear. "But I killed Hago... he can't still be alive. Can he? Maybe he's come back to life, and this is his way of having revenge! I don't want him to be alive, Nala! I still have nightmares about him!"

"Simba, calm down!" Nala exclaimed, running over to him and putting her paw around him. "Believe me, if Hago was still alive then we'd be dead already. Am I right?"

Simba nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right. So it's some new guy who wants to wreck our lives to take over the kingdom. But who is it?"

"That's what we have to find out. Oh, and Simba, don't look now because my mother is coming over to talk to us," Nala told him.

"Can this day get any worse?"

End of Chapter 3