RED DWARF: BODYSWAP EXTENDED.
Cat stared in horror, as he watched his face sink into another meal. Rimmer had promised Thursday. It had been three months. And Cat's body had grown bigger, and less-pleasant looking. But the most important thing he worried about was his face. His face had started to grow fatter, his looks fading as it grew. It had become worn, and pale. His hair was the worst. It had not been combed since three weeks ago, when Cat eventually forced him too. Some nights it would get so bad, Cat would come it in secret while he was asleep, and comb it for him. Cat would not know, how to ever get his body back into its wonderful, stylish, lavish state it once was.
"Hey goalpost head!" Cat cried, fidgeting uncomfortably about in Rimmer's body. Rimmer looked up from his meal, smiling with delight.
"I've been dead for so long, now I'm alive!" Rimmer announced, "Ooh, I don't; feel to good." Rimmer's face bloated. He hurtled over to the bathroom, and started to gulp. His stomach turned over. Cat could hear his horrid vomits, pass through his lips. It never should have come to this. Rimmer came back. Cat gazed at his once loved body, now nearly unrecognizable.
"OH MY GOD!" Cat screeched. Rimmer glanced up, oblivious to what Cat was trying to point.
"My body!" Cat whimpered, his head in his hands, "My... Body..."
Rimmer finally realized. He strolled slowly back into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. Frowning for a second, he turned back to Cat.
"Well..." Rimmer began, "It's not too bad." he continued dubiously. Cat's face reddened, he walked up to Rimmer.
"Too bad!" Cat screamed, "Too bad! Look what you've done to my looks, I'm as unappealing as a blubbery hound!"
"Three more days?" Rimmer asked quietly.
"Three more days? You ain't havin' it for three more minutes!" Cat answered in anger. There was silence, as Kryten entered the Sleeping Quarters.
"What seems to be the..." Kryten trailed off, as he looked up to see a beastly man peering over him, "I'm so sorry, sir." Kryten turned to the Cat who came a nod... Kryten understood this, and spun to Rimmer.
"I think a trip to the Medi-Bay is in order Mr. Rimmer." Kryten announced almost silently. Rimmer scowled at Kryten, but he knew he was right. What had he done to the Cat's body? It seemed even worse than Lister on a Sunday. Rimmer shrugged. Kryten was right. Anyway, he caused more trouble alive, than when he was dead.