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Alrighty, now that Daria's side of the story is complete, let's check in on Ellie. How will she spend her last few moments as Ralph's girl?
Don't know about you guys, but I absolutely love Ellie's model in the beginning of the strip.
Here's the link to the program I used to make these pictures: pochi.x.fc2.com/k_kisekae2.htm…

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Ellie had waken up and seen the results of the changes that had happened overnight. Now she looked much more like herself than Daria, even though she still kept her friend's face. She was aware she was about to revert completely. She could change back any time. It would be best if she just stayed in her room, away from everyone else. But she knew Ralph was waiting for her, and she couldn't simply go missing until she turned back. She remembered what had happened to Daria the other day for keeping someone waiting. Speaking of Daria, had she turned back already? How was she going to make amends with Kailyn? She hoped everything would turn out OK between her and her new friend...

Ah, she caught herself straying from her train her thought. As much as she didn't feel like it, she decided to be Daria once more. This could actually be pretty fun. She was going to enjoy her last day as Daria - no, Daria was going to enjoy this last day.
Soon, there was a knock on the door, and Daria opened it. It was Ralph. He had come to his girlfriend's hotel room to meet her this time.

"Hey Ralph, sweetie!" Daria received him with excitement. He seemed to be distraught by something, so she came closer to his face to give him a peck on the cheek.

His next words caught her offguard unlike anything else:
"Get away from me. You're not my girlfriend."

"H-HUH?" What was happening? Wasn't Ralph recognizing her? How could he not? She was Daria! "What do you mean? It's me, swee-"

"No you're not. You look like her, you sound like her, you even dress like her, but you're not her. I'm Daria's boyfriend, I know her better than most. Who are you?" He pointed at her, demanding answers.

Daria limped back in shock. She was now between the rock and a hard place. What could she say at this point? Was she going to accuse him of not recognizing his own girlfriend? Was she going to cry to make him feel bad about it? What was she, Daria, going to do?
No. Ellie had had enough of trading places with Daria. She couldn't keep up any longer. There was only so much she could put up with, and these three days had drained her patience. No more lies. No more acting. No more. Ralph wanted answers, so she was going to give him some. First, she dropped the façade. "You're right, Ralph. I'm not Daria. She's not here. I'm Ellie."

"Good", he simply said. "Now that that's out of the way, can you tell me why your face is exactly like Daria's? Or how you sound exactly like her? Or why you tried to impersonate her right now??" He was getting more impatient every second.

"Uuuh..." she struggled to answer his questions. Ellie didn't know where to start, and Ralph pressing her. She was going to tell him everything, how she and Daria had switched bodies, how she backed away from his advances, how Daria was suffering for not being on Ralph's side, everything. All she wanted was a way out...

Suddenly the strangest thing happened. Instead of yelling at her, Ralph... apologized. "I'm sorry, Ellie," he said, "I didn't mean to scare you like that."
Ellie was confused. Wasn't he just berating her not seconds ago? Why the sudden turn?
"It's just..." Ralph even looked away from her, was this real at all? "Daria has been acting strange lately and it's rubbing on me. You know how both of us were excited to go on this trip as a couple, right? But when we get here she's suddenly very evasive, shy, nervous. It feels like I'm not with the same girl I'm dating with."
Ellie kept listening to Ralph. After all, he was talking about herself. He went on: "And to make things worse, I'm getting too worried about it, and it's affecting me. I haven't been sleeping well, I'm anxious all the time... I'm even hallucinating! Right now I see her face in yours! I might be going crazy with all this."

Ellie placed a hand over his shoulder. "It's OK. I've been talking to Daria alone a lot. She's had some things troubling her lately, and she's afraid it might be getting on her nerves. Right now I can't tell you what it is, but I can promise you she'll get over it soon. For the last two nights she's been telling me about the wonderful times you spend with her, every beautiful moment of it, and her eyes tear up with joy when she talks." Of course right now she was lying: technically, it was SHE who told Daria every moment she had spent with Ralph to let her know, but Daria's eyes still watered up, with the sadness of one who can't be with her lover but also with pride on her boyfriend.
"You just have to understand it will take time, Ralph. Also you're the strongest, most resilient guy I know, you can't let something like this bring you down! So don't worry, I bet everything will be alright soon."

Ralph looked at her, with regained strength. "Thank you, I needed it. Though you still sound just like her."

"I do? Well, I don't really know about it, my voice sounds perfectly fine to me. Maybe you are going crazy, heh" Ellie joked.

"I'm lucky if I haven't gone crazy already, hanging out with you two!" Ralph playfully retorted. He headed to the door. "Alright, I think I'll head to the lounge for a bit. Meet me there with Daria later?"

"Of course!" Ellie was glad she didn't have to spill the beans over the swap. Also, she might had just solved the problem of "Daria" acting differently, at least for now. She felt a whole lot more relieved. "See you later!" Odd. That last sentence didn't sound like Daria at all.

As soon as Ralph closed the door behind himself, Ellie started to feel her face tingling all over. She placed her hands on her cheeks to find they were becoming fuller, and she grabbed her own hair, letting it slide through her fingers as it went back UP. Everywhere her skull felt like plasticine, reshaping itself and resettling into new positions. She rushed to the bathroom.
When she got there, she stared at herself by the mirror. Her hair was golden blond. Her face, round and puffy. Her stature, short and discrete. Her "perks", modest and confortable. Her skin, light and soft. It was over. Her body was back. She was back. "YES!" Ellie screamed in joy, as her own voice filled the bathroom and returned to her in a pleasant echo.

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Alrighty, now that Daria's side of the story is complete, let's check in on Ellie. How will she spend her last few moments as Ralph's girl?
Don't know about you guys, but I absolutely love Ellie's model in the beginning of the strip.
Here's the link to the program I used to make these pictures: pochi.x.fc2.com/k_kisekae2.htm…

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Ellie had waken up and seen the results of the changes that had happened overnight. Now she looked much more like herself than Daria, even though she still kept her friend's face. She was aware she was about to revert completely. She could change back any time. It would be best if she just stayed in her room, away from everyone else. But she knew Ralph was waiting for her, and she couldn't simply go missing until she turned back. She remembered what had happened to Daria the other day for keeping someone waiting. Speaking of Daria, had she turned back already? How was she going to make amends with Kailyn? She hoped everything would turn out OK between her and her new friend...

Ah, she caught herself straying from her train her thought. As much as she didn't feel like it, she decided to be Daria once more. This could actually be pretty fun. She was going to enjoy her last day as Daria - no, Daria was going to enjoy this last day.
Soon, there was a knock on the door, and Daria opened it. It was Ralph. He had come to his girlfriend's hotel room to meet her this time.

"Hey Ralph, sweetie!" Daria received him with excitement. He seemed to be distraught by something, so she came closer to his face to give him a peck on the cheek.

His next words caught her offguard unlike anything else:
"Get away from me. You're not my girlfriend."

"H-HUH?" What was happening? Wasn't Ralph recognizing her? How could he not? She was Daria! "What do you mean? It's me, swee-"

"No you're not. You look like her, you sound like her, you even dress like her, but you're not her. I'm Daria's boyfriend, I know her better than most. Who are you?" He pointed at her, demanding answers.

Daria limped back in shock. She was now between the rock and a hard place. What could she say at this point? Was she going to accuse him of not recognizing his own girlfriend? Was she going to cry to make him feel bad about it? What was she, Daria, going to do?
No. Ellie had had enough of trading places with Daria. She couldn't keep up any longer. There was only so much she could put up with, and these three days had drained her patience. No more lies. No more acting. No more. Ralph wanted answers, so she was going to give him some. First, she dropped the façade. "You're right, Ralph. I'm not Daria. She's not here. I'm Ellie."

"Good", he simply said. "Now that that's out of the way, can you tell me why your face is exactly like Daria's? Or how you sound exactly like her? Or why you tried to impersonate her right now??" He was getting more impatient every second.

"Uuuh..." she struggled to answer his questions. Ellie didn't know where to start, and Ralph pressing her. She was going to tell him everything, how she and Daria had switched bodies, how she backed away from his advances, how Daria was suffering for not being on Ralph's side, everything. All she wanted was a way out...

Suddenly the strangest thing happened. Instead of yelling at her, Ralph... apologized. "I'm sorry, Ellie," he said, "I didn't mean to scare you like that."
Ellie was confused. Wasn't he just berating her not seconds ago? Why the sudden turn?
"It's just..." Ralph even looked away from her, was this real at all? "Daria has been acting strange lately and it's rubbing on me. You know how both of us were excited to go on this trip as a couple, right? But when we get here she's suddenly very evasive, shy, nervous. It feels like I'm not with the same girl I'm dating with."
Ellie kept listening to Ralph. After all, he was talking about herself. He went on: "And to make things worse, I'm getting too worried about it, and it's affecting me. I haven't been sleeping well, I'm anxious all the time... I'm even hallucinating! Right now I see her face in yours! I might be going crazy with all this."

Ellie placed a hand over his shoulder. "It's OK. I've been talking to Daria alone a lot. She's had some things troubling her lately, and she's afraid it might be getting on her nerves. Right now I can't tell you what it is, but I can promise you she'll get over it soon. For the last two nights she's been telling me about the wonderful times you spend with her, every beautiful moment of it, and her eyes tear up with joy when she talks." Of course right now she was lying: technically, it was SHE who told Daria every moment she had spent with Ralph to let her know, but Daria's eyes still watered up, with the sadness of one who can't be with her lover but also with pride on her boyfriend.
"You just have to understand it will take time, Ralph. Also you're the strongest, most resilient guy I know, you can't let something like this bring you down! So don't worry, I bet everything will be alright soon."

Ralph looked at her, with regained strength. "Thank you, I needed it. Though you still sound just like her."

"I do? Well, I don't really know about it, my voice sounds perfectly fine to me. Maybe you are going crazy, heh" Ellie joked.

"I'm lucky if I haven't gone crazy already, hanging out with you two!" Ralph playfully retorted. He headed to the door. "Alright, I think I'll head to the lounge for a bit. Meet me there with Daria later?"

"Of course!" Ellie was glad she didn't have to spill the beans over the swap. Also, she might had just solved the problem of "Daria" acting differently, at least for now. She felt a whole lot more relieved. "See you later!" Odd. That last sentence didn't sound like Daria at all.

As soon as Ralph closed the door behind himself, Ellie started to feel her face tingling all over. She placed her hands on her cheeks to find they were becoming fuller, and she grabbed her own hair, letting it slide through her fingers as it went back UP. Everywhere her skull felt like plasticine, reshaping itself and resettling into new positions. She rushed to the bathroom.
When she got there, she stared at herself by the mirror. Her hair was golden blond. Her face, round and puffy. Her stature, short and discrete. Her "perks", modest and confortable. Her skin, light and soft. It was over. Her body was back. She was back. "YES!" Ellie screamed in joy, as her own voice filled the bathroom and returned to her in a pleasant echo.