4 Dec 2024

Comforting Smile [boss\intern swap]

I think we were all expecting it. It’s been six months since the incident. But it was easy to tell what had just happened after the office silently crowded around one of the computers. I didn’t even bother getting up, just a glance from some of my less fortunate coworkers was enough to know that we were stuck like this, probably forever.

I looked down at my tiny hands, so different than the ones I had before. These were my hands now. All due to that accident with the alien device which sent my mind out of my 53 year old male body into Katey’s 22 year old one. I still remember hiring her as an intern, the timid girl was just out of college and eager to learn her new lab tech job. It’s so weird to think that I’m the cute little intern now. It’s been quite the adjustment for sure, especially at home. My 28 year old daughter hates that her own dad is so much younger and cuter than her now, and my son has trouble maintaining eye contact. I suppose I can’t blame him, I was 19 once. Hell I’m close to that age now and these new hormones have definitely messed with my head a lot.

Even weirder is just how different the world treats me. I’m used to being the tall, imposing guy in a room. Everyone listened when I spoke and expected me to take charge at work. I didn’t even realize how much my large male presence affected my role; but being stuck as a five foot tall girl with a soft voice really changed my view on things. It’s not all bad though, people are much kinder to me now. And I’ve gotten more compliments since the incident than I received in over 50 years as a man.

While it certainly hasn’t been easy adjusting to my new body, I do my best to put on a smile at work. While I may have lost my commanding presence, I know how much a glowing smile from a pretty young woman can brighten someone’s day. And of course all things considered I made out well compared to many of my coworkers. Most of my office mates were lucky enough to at least swap with each other, and other than the half of us dealing with sex changes most people didn’t up in a body too different from their own. The most unfortunate swap in our office were Charles and Tyrone both being swapped into Janet’s body. This was especially bad for these two as they were always at each other’s throats; hearing ‘Janet’ arguing with herself would’ve been hilarious if it wasn’t so dire. Even worse were the people down in the animal testing facility, many of them ended up switching into the lab rats. The animals in their former bodies were a constant reminder of the poor souls. Worst of all, though, were the small number of people, including Katey, who seemed to switch into absolutely nothing. We have no idea where they went, just that the doomed alien device seemed to target nothing at all; leaving vacant bodies in their wake. Stranger still, apparently the man in Harper’s body died over 100 years ago; we still have no idea what happened or why.

All we can do now is move on. And I’ll do my best to keep my cute, smiling chin up so others can do the same. That's all I can really do.
 
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24 Oct 2024

Sister's Bet [bro\sis swap]

 
"Piece of junk..." Ryan grumbled while seated on the couch as his phone froze up yet again. He was restarting it multiple times a day now and it could never go more than a few hours without freezing up again. However, he only had about half the money saved up that he needed to buy a new one.
While he was fiddling with his phone, his sister Charlotte happened by. Ryan looked up at her and she quickly hid a leather-bound book she was carrying behind her back. She had gotten it from their grandmother a few weeks ago and had been carrying it around ever since. "Hey, I have favor to ask. I really want to go to this Halloween party, but I don't want to go alone. Will you come with me?" she asked.Ryan winced and shook his head. "I'm not really one for parties...or any social event really."
Charlotte paused for a moment and looked down at Ryan's phone. "I'll tell you what, let's make a bet out of it. I haven't bought a costurne yet, so let's pick out each other's costumes. It can be anything you want. If you're willing to stay at the party longer than I am, I'll give you the rest of the money you need for a new phone." Ryan was intrigued. He looked up at his sister, clearly pondering, and finally agreed. After getting Charlotte's measurements, Ryan headed to the local costume shop the next day. There was a lot to choose from, but Ryan was drawn to a Wednesday Addams costume. Charlotte didn't care for that show, and the outfit was distinctly not her style. She would probably hate it even more than something goofy or slutty. Believing that he had this bet won, he bought it and returned home.
On the night of the party, the siblings revealed their costume choices to one another. Charlotte didn't seem put off by Ryan's choice, but he was happy with what she bought him to wear: a Michael Myers costume. Coveralls and a mask? It was perfect for an introvert like Ryan. Both dressed, Ryan was ready to get this party over with and collect his winnings. "Wait..." Charlotte said before they could head out the door. She grabbed the leather bound book and flipped open to a marked page. She began reading aloud in a language that Ryan didn't recognize. After a few seconds, everything started to go hazy. As she reached the end of the page, everything went dark... suddenly, Ryan found himself staring down at the book. "What the..." he started, Charlotte's voice leaving his lips. "Wahhhh! What did you do!?"
Then he shrieked, looking down and seeing that he was now in Charlotte's body.
Spicing up our bet," she replied from his body, looking down and flexing. "That's a spellbook grandma gave me. I didn't believe her, of course, but I tried out a few of the easier spells and they really worked! This one is a body swapping spell. It lasts 24 hours, so we're going to go the party in the ultimate costumes. The bet still stands though, so if you can outlast me there, you get the phone money."
Ryan was too in shock to speak on the way to the party. Every movement reminded him that he was in Charlotte's body. The tight leggings, the dress, the braids bouncing against his shoulders with every step...and even at the party, the awkwardness didn't go away. He knocked over a drink that was sitting on a counter by accident with Charlotte's boobs and stopped drinking, not just alcoholic beverages, but anything when he realized that he would need to pee in Charlotte's body. Other guys at the party were hitting on him all night as well...some were sleazy, but some caused Charlotte's body to react with strong arousal, which Ryan found even worse. Finally, feeling too awkward to continue, he sought out Charlotte to quit the bet. After searching all over the party, he finally entered a spare bedroom...where he found Charlotte, in his body, making out with one of her friends."Oh! Charlotte! I'm sorry!" her friend said as she jumped up, smoothed out her slutty costume, and rushed out the door. Charlotte just looked up at Ryan with an annoyed stare.
"I quit. I can't do it anymore. You win...I'm going home," Ryan conceded.Charlotte smirked. "You lasted longer than I thought you would. Well, I'm going to stay for a while longer, it's fun being a guy at a party like this." Ryan tumed to leave, defeated, but Charlotte spoke up again. "Hey, remember to put on my night cream and change into my pajamas before bed!"Ryan froze and turned back toward her. "I have to...strip...in your body? Like everything? Even your... he squinted and his voice got realy low. "Bra?"Charlotte chuckled, "Well no girl sleeps in her bra, duh. Now go get my body some beauty rest! I'm going to go get drunk and try to get laid in your body!" Ryan, annoyed that he not only lost the bet but had to sleep in his sister's body, slunk home in defeat...

5 Sept 2024

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12 May 2024

Another Morning [mom\son swap]

Sigh, another morning wizz with my mom's panties around my ankles. Pretty fucked up sentence, right? Well, it's better than another morning wizz with my mom's vagina between my legs, isn't it? Who am I kidding? It doesn't matter how I phrase it, I'm still the body of a middle aged woman.

The rest of my family keeps telling me to "Stop moping." And to "Take advantage of the situation." But that's easy for them to say, they all wanted to swap. I was the only one who wanted nothing to do with that swapping stone, but I was outnumbered so I was forced into it. Why the hell would I want to be my mom? She's old, she's a woman, she's my freakin' MOM. But no, I didn't get a say.

They say I'm being dramatic, but I think they're having too much fun. My parents are high on their renewed youth and the novelty of being the opposite sex. My dad is embracing the opportunity to hang out with a bunch of teenage girls, that creep, while my mom is taking the liberty to flirt with as many girls as she can while in my body. I try not to think about how she's going about it or how successful she is, because then my mind wanders and all I can think about is how she's embarrasing me.

Then there's my sister in my father's body. She's loving her powerful position at my dad's office and brings that confidence home. All of the sudden she thinks she's the man of the house, or at least acts like it, and my parents are more than happy to indulge her. Unfortunately that means that I'm the "lady of the house", or that's what my sister keeps insisting, regardless of how much I argue.

If "lady of the house" means I cook breakfast and dinner for everyone AND do their laundry AND keep the house in order AND do the grocery shopping AND get my ass pinched by my insufferable sister when I'm not looking, then yeah, I guess I am the lady of the fucking house. It's not like I have a choice, that shit needs to be done and my family is making sure I'm the one to do it.

"I don't know what the big deal is. My mother mentioned to me, "There are worse things than being me."

She said. Well of course there are, it doesn't mean that I have to like it! I'm a 17 year old guy, and I have to put on a bra and panties every morning. I have to wash my mom's tits, I have to wipe her ass, I have to sleep in the same bed as my father, well, my father's body inhabited by my sister, who likes to mess with me and get grabby. This morning I woke up to her kneeding my boob. I shouldn't even have boobs. It's been five days and it's fucked up how used to peeing sitting down I am. I finish up an whipe to get everything dry, another thing you don't have to do if you have a penis. Speaking of penis, in walked my sister, butt naked, her dick stiff and at attention.

"Hey, a minute please!" I shriek, bashfully closing my legs and covering my crotch. "Relax yawn I've seen a woman peeing before." she said, starting the shower and then going to the sink to brush her teeth.

"Have you ever heard of PRIVACY? Plus I don't want to see your fucking dick!"

"Don't flatter yourself, it's morning wood, remember what that's like? Ha, you probably don't."

I got up, quickly pulled my panties up and flushed the toilet. "Fuck off." I said, storming out of the bathroom. "Don't get your panties in a bunch! Hey! Maybe you're PMSing!" She called after me. I better not be PMSing, but if I stay in this body for much longer, I may need to cross that bridge. This whole thing is so fucked.