On One Condition

Steve and Marlena had been friends since they were in pre-school and Steve was the only person outside of Marlena's family that knew she was a witch. Her whole family had varying levels of power with Marlena falling in the lower range. This got the duo in to all kinds of wacky adventures as teenagers, especially with Marlena's favorite spell. She learned early on that on occasion it was good to be in two places at one time and since she couldn't master the spell to split herself in to two people she did the next best thing, she would turn Steve in to a copy of herself. When Marlena failed her first driving exam, Steve was behind the wheel for the second try. When she needed to skip soccer practice to go to coven meetings, Steve was sweating and showering with her teammates. When Her Dad made her go with her dorky cousin to his Prom instead of going to the N'Sync concert, it was Steve wearing the gown and corsage. Steve didn't mind, he even admitted that getting access to Marlena's body now and then was a whole lot of fun. Marlena knew this was the trade off for having an emergency twin. It had been many years since Marlena had required Steve's service but now she needed him once again. "So you need me to be you for a whole week on a trip with your boyfriend?" Marlena put on her pleading face, "Yeah, I told Todd that I wouldn't miss any more important things because of work and the wedding of his best friend is in that category. My firm told me today that I need to be at a conference in Boston the same week and since the wedding is in California..." Steve kept playing Call of Duty but his mind was churning. He was a freelance writer and trust fund kid so he never needed to be anywhere at any time he didn't want to be, "Well if I do this you are going to have to modify the spell. I doubt Todd is going to go a week in sunny California and not want some nookie." Marlena's face went sour, "First of all, please never say the word nookie ever again. Second, you want to have sex with Todd?" Marlena had told Steve that he could explore himself as her all he wants but could not have sex as her or she would turn him in to a dog for a month. Todd was satisfied with that arrangement but now saw a chance to enjoy the forbidden. "Well I wont lie, I am curious after all these years to see what it would be like as a woman, and I promise to only sleep with Todd. Plus you know I am right, he's not going to buy me not 'being in the mood' for a whole week." Marlena knew that Steve was right, she didn't like the idea of Todd being with any one else even if that person looked like her. She also knew that she had created her own monster, of course Steve was curious. Who wouldn't be if he found himself a member of the opposite sex, "Ok. It's a deal. I'll build in a birth control spell as well, wouldn't want you having my first child."

From the night before their flight to Los Angeles to just now during the wedding reception Todd was overwhelmed by Marlena's sexual appetite. They had even joined the Mile High Club. Twice. They had a pretty healthy sex life but it was like Marlena's libido was in over drive.She explained that it was her new birth control and that it would probably normalize in a week and that she wanted to make the most of her vacation. She advised Todd to just enjoy the ride and eat lots of bananas. Right after Todd had finished his best man toast and was back at their table Todd found Marlena's hand massaging his leg, "That was a hell of a speech, it deserves a special reward. I think it's out in the rental car." Thirty minutes later they were hustling back in to the hall, Todd tucking in his shirt and Marlena putting herself back together. Todd looked over his shoulder, "Marlena, hurry up and pull your panties back on, people are going to start wondering where we've been!" Marlena smiled at her temporary boyfriend, "Oh I think people have a pretty good idea where we've been hot shot." Todd thought it was weird that Marlena was using the name Steve used to taunt him with when they would play COD together but brushed it off, right now he was just grateful that he had such a great girlfriend.

Witness Relocation: The Best of a Bad Situation

Naomi Washington was getting ready for a day at the beach when she stopped to look out of her dorm room  window at her fellow students at Alson University hustling to class, playing frisbee and the obligatory fool playing acoustic guitar for a gaggle of female freshmen. "The more things change, the more they stay the same." Naomi was enjoying her second time through College much more than she had her first. Her first time she was a he, Charles Winchester the Sixth. As the head of Neurosurgery at Columbia University he had discovered a conspiracy of illegal organ harvesting and sales. He received death threats but drawing courage from the example of his Grandfather, who was a surgeon in the Korean War, Charles presented his evidence to the authorities and became the star witness in a massive federal prosecution. Being a man in his sixties, a divorcee and with all of his children grown he was a perfect candidate for the witness relocation program but he scoffed at uprooting his life. It wasn't until his car exploded in the parking lot of  his country club while he was eating with his oldest son and his family did he understand how serious his pursuers were. Having more resources than the average witness Charles was offered an opportunity by one of his closest friends to disappear completely. Doctor Theresa Mendelsohn was an experimental Geneticist who had developed a way to completely reconstruct DNA. Charles would be making medical history. With co operation from the Marshals service Charles' death was faked in another car bombing and Naomi Washington was born. Charles knew that they had to make him physically as different as possible from his original form and knew that he would end up young and African American but becoming female was a completely unexpected side affect. He was angry at first but eventually he came to terms with the fact that he was the very first person to undergo this kind of transformation He was just glad he didn't have three legs. Naomi was a junior pre med, honor roll and Dean's list of course, but with out the pressure of living up to the Winchester legacy Naomi also joined social clubs and went to parties. She enjoyed playing Quidditch and hanging out with her room mates and eating terrible pizza while drinking cheap beer. She even began to date, a fine young man who was very handsome and sweet and who would more than likely be Naomi's first sexual encounter as a woman. Naomi would sometimes think of her old life, she would get updates from her handler at the Marshal's service on her children and grand children, they were safe now because Charles was dead. It was hard not being in their life but deep down Naomi was a Winchester, and Winchester's always persevered. 

BodySwapMeet.Com: Mother's Little Helper

"Kevin, You can't wear that bra with that dress! and You shouldn't be wearing that dress anyway, it's last season's look!!" Kevin shook his head in exasperation, "Karen, I asked you for help an hour ago but you were to busy screwing around with candy crush to help me even after I helped you pick out clothes for my body to wear to this stupid party tonight. Mom took us down to Bodyswapmeet.com so that we could understand each other better and help each other more. She is totally willing to leave us this way past the weekend if she doesn't think we have made any progress so unless you want to be me for the rest of the semester stop being so selfish!" Karen huffed, her twin brother had never spoken to her that way before, normally he was content to bury his nose in a book and lock himself in his room with his science and math junk. "Jeez, you don't have to be so bitchy about it," emphasizing the word 'bitchy', "You got the best of this deal anyway, you went from world class dork to the most popular person in school in the matter of minutes!" Kevin wheeled on his sister, almost loosing his balance in his heels, "Oh right I should be looking at the bright side of being in my sister's body! Do you know how hard it is to shave your legs or put on clothes when you are trying not to look at your body. I swear I don't know how Mom thought this wouldn't be traumatizing." Karen leaned against the counter, "Well maybe Mom wants you to see what it's like to have a geeky embarrassing brother." She said it quietly, almost as though she wished she hadn't said it out loud. Kevin slumped down on to the toilet seat lid, "I see. I am the problem. It has nothing to do with your obsession with appearance and that you can't just accept your own brother for who he is. I support you when you do cheer-leading and volleyball even though I think sports are dumb. I am in the stands rooting for you because you are my sister. When my friends call you an air headed bimbo I stick up for you, but when your friends call me a dork and a loser, you just laugh right along and treat me like I am some kind of curse! Well my dear sister, you are going to find out that it is a lot harder to make friends as a dorky guy than it is as the Queen of the popular kids. I am going to treat you just like you treat me. Now if you will excuse me I need to find something else to wear!" With that Kevin ran out of the bathroom and slammed the door to his room behind him. A second later he exited his room and went in to Karen's, slamming that door as well. Karen was not used to being shouted at, especially by someone wearing her face. Kevin's words stung, she had never really thought about how her actions affected him or really anyone, maybe she had been selfish. She turned to see her brother in the mirror, she had picked out his best shirt and jeans. She had done his hair right. Kevin had never looked better. Karen decided that no she wasn't wrong, that it was easy to be popular and that she could be the center of attention no matter what body she was in.

Karen stood off to the side in what was easily the worst night of her life, as she watched her brother dance in her body wearing her new black dress. As soon as she walked through the door she met with the scorn that Kevin received every day. The first person she saw was her best friend Debbie. "Hi Debbie, how's it going?" Debbie looked at "Kevin" with disdain, "What are you doing here dork?" from behind her she heard her "sister", "Hey Debs, my mom made me bring the loser with me. Hopefully he won't embarrass me to much tonight. Come on lets go talk about clothes and make up!" Karen's night got worse from there, every time she tried to talk to some one she was scoffed at as a "nerd" or "dork". The confidence she had started with had now turned to dread. Karen put her last hopes in showing Kevin up when she tried to chat up Lori Chan, who she knew Kevin had a crush on despite her clear dislike of him. Lori was giving Karen the brush off when a bump from behind sent her punch glass all over Lori's white dress. Everyone was laughing at "Kevin" as Lori shouted at him. Kevin couldn't stand to watch his sister be humiliated despite how much he was enjoying it. "Karen" the Queen Bee stuck up for her brother for the first time, putting a stop to Lori's shower of profanity, "Give the dork a brake Lori, it's his first time out interacting with normal human beings and not those freaks he calls friends. Besides he did you a favor, that dress is SO last season." Every one was now laughing at Lori giving Karen a chance to slink away from the scene. Karen was shocked at how easy Kevin had shot off that zinger. It was something she would have said, if she had ever bothered to stick up for her brother. Karen had a lot of thinking to do and apologies to give to Kevin once they got home. Once she got her body back she would make sure that she would start being a much better sister. Kevin on the other hand was thinking less about reconciliation and more about how to convince his mother to extend his stay in his sister's body, to make sure she had learned her lesson of course.

Exchange Island: Almost Perfect

"Oh Damn it! I knew it was all to good to be true. I came to exchange island, get swapped with a smoking hot chick for the next week and the first thing I do is loose one of her contacts! I really hope she packed more than one pair because I really don't want to have to wear glasses for the rest of the trip."

Art Over Taking Life

Michelle was spending the morning at the museum with her boyfriend Tom. He needed to do observations for an art appreciation class he was taking and after he was done they were going to head to a little pub Michelle had seen on TV. She was never big in to art and was fighting boredom when she found herself drawn to a painting of a man in a red coat. Unlike the other paintings, the subject of this piece was in an oddly undignified pose. Michelle felt a yawn coming on and thought how funny it was that even a painting of a yawn could be contagious. Not realizing it, Michelle's yawn and stretch began to mimic that of the portly man. At the height of her stretch, unnoticed by the people standing nearby, a wisp of smoke left the painted mouth and slowly entered Michelle's. Her eyes lit up an inhuman red as the other worldly smoke entered her being. As the possession completed Tom walked up, "Hey Babe, you ready for lunch? I'm all done here." Tom noticed that his girlfriend looked a bit out of it but wrote it off to boredom. "Verily my good man!" Noticing the puzzlement on Tom's face "Michelle" corrected herself, "I mean, like, yeah Tommy! I feel like I haven't eaten in forever and can not wait to set foot in a public house again!" Tom was about to ask Michelle when she decided to mix old English phrases in to her speech but Michelle cut him off by hugging him, pressing her curvaceous body against his and kissing him hard, "Then after our culinary pleasure we can return home and enjoy pleasures of a more...Carnal nature? If you would like that. Babe." Tom wasn't sure what had gotten in to Michelle but if it was making her horny, he was all for it. 

Snapped

Every one who knew her was worried about Lisa Taylor. She had made a major accounting error at her firm that had cost one of their client millions. On the day she heard she might be fired she desperately wore her most revealing outfit and was determined to do anything and everything to keep her job.  Lisa's boss called her in, refused her advances and told her that her behavior was unacceptable. He had no choice but to let her go. Lisa couldn't believe that she had gone from rising star to unemployed in the span of a week. Out of work Lisa had no choice but to move back in with her parents, both of whom were very successful business people and had no qualms about letting Lisa know how disappointed they were in her. Lisa spent most of her days on the Internet and trying to avoid her parents as much as possible. She was clearly depressed and her parents disappointment in her was replaced with concern that she might do something drastic. 

Then one morning Lisa woke up in a panic claiming to be Peter Miller, her old boss. She screamed that she was a man and not a woman and that somehow Lisa had stolen his body and his life. Lisa's parents watched in horror as Lisa groped herself as if she had just noticed her breasts and vagina for the first time in her life. Not knowing what to do they locked the door to her room and called their family doctor. Doctor Cross arrived with two paramedics from his hospital and all three men broke a sweat trying to subdue the deranged young woman, eventually holding her still long enough to sedate her. 

Lisa lay in her bed, immobilized by her meds . She was now in her sixth week at Restful Oaks mental hospital. She still insisted that "the real Lisa" had stolen her body and that she needed to get out and see her wife. Even bringing in the real Peter Miller had not snapped her out of her delusion, only setting off a violent out burst, with screams of, "You bitch, you stole my life!!" echoing through the halls. Peter looked at his former employee with pity as she was once again wrestling with orderlies, "Please Lisa, you have to give this up. I am Peter Miller and you are Lisa Taylor. I know that I cruelly fired you over a mistake anyone could have made but you have to get over it and accept your life now and that nothing you can do can make you, me. Nothing. So please let these people help you. You have a mother and father who love you even if they are a bit judgmental. Please just accept reality, it would be a terrible shame for a beautiful young woman like you to spend the rest of her life in here. Now I have to go, I have dinner with my wife tonight. Good luck Lisa." 

Using All of His Talents

"OK you bitch, you think you can fuck my husband and get away with....Michael?? Michael is that you??" Courtney stumbled back as she realized the woman she had come to confront for having an affair with her husband was, in fact, her husband. Michael was stunned to see his wife, he had told her that he was working late for the extra over time. He had no idea that she was suspicious of it being anything else, "Courtney, how could you think I was cheating on you baby? I am shocked!" Courtney found herself desperately searching for words, "Oh Michael I'm sorry you've just been working so much and Lupe said she saw a strange woman driving your car. Hey wait a minute you can't turn this on me! Why in the hell are you dressed like that? and what are you about to put on?" Michael knew that the only thing he had left was the truth, "Court, I am so sorry I have been lying to you. I didn't want you to know how I was making all the extra money. I know you are sick of our crappy little apartment, we both are trying to pay student loans and at this rate we wont be able to buy a house till we are forty!" Courtney was now sitting at the end of the bed looking at her beautiful husband. Softly she whispered, "So you became a prostitute?" Michael's head snapped back as if he had been slapped, "A prostitute? No babe I'm not a prostitute, I'm in a burlesque show! I sing and dance in a burlesque show. All the performers are men dressed as women. I make about three hundred a night. I can make six hundred a weekend and a grand when I head line." Courtney was rubbing her temples, "I thought you were sleeping with another woman, you were working out and taking better care of your skin and hair. I thought you were tired of me. That we were over." Michael sat next to his wife and pulled her in to his arms, "Oh babe, I love you more than anything. that is why I am doing this so we can have a better future. I know I should have told you but I just didn't know how to do it. I used to perform in college in a cross dressing show and I've always been an alto singer. I thought I would never have to do it again but we've been struggling and I knew I had to dust off the act. I dress like a woman all day when I perform to get in to the right head space." Courtney wiped tears away from her eyes, "I am so relieved." Michael was still holding his wife close, "Then why are you crying?" Courtney sniffled, "Because my husband has better legs than I do!"

SRU: The Good Husband

Felipe was a bit freaked out about how good he looked in his costume. His wife Maria had gotten it at some new store at the mall that guaranteed it's authenticity. As Halloween was on a Thursday this year the young couple would be going to a costume party Friday night, there was a thousand dollar prize for best couples costume and Maria wanted that money. So she decided that they would be going as strippers.Felipe initially thought this meant he would be dressing as a Chip and Dale's dancer and was very shocked when Maria pulled out a matching Bra and Panty set. "Maria, I am not wearing that!" Maria snuggled up to her husband, "Honey the old man at the mall said that this would be incredibly convincing and that it would put a little extra fun in the bedroom! So don't be a baby we need to shave you and get these breast forms glued on." Felipe went along as Maria worked on him, removing all of his body hair, attaching the breast forms and wig, tucking back his penis and finally putting on the lingerie. Felipe felt an odd tingle all over his body but Maria explained that as the after affects of the depilatory. He was also feeling a bit light headed as well and as they posed for a picture in the mirror he could swear that he used to be taller than his wife. Now he was faced with the image of two sexy women staring back at him and one of them was him! "Maria, we look really haut!!" Felipe had never talked like that in his life, "I am so turned on right now, these panties are doing a great job right now holding me in. I feel like I should be rock hard but I just feel kind of, sticky and moist." Maria smiled, "Oh that's the special lube baby, to keep you from chaffing. Thank you for agreeing to do this. Win or Lose tonight, I promise you I will give you the best sex you have ever had in your life tonight!"

Halloween Birthday

Clara sat on the bus, five stops away from home. The feeling that she was being watched was buzzing in the back of her head but she had just worked a double shift at the restaurant and chalked it up to just being tired. Her night wasn't going to get any easier as she had a paper she needed to polish up before for her economy class in the morning. Clara was resigned to the hard work, ever since she could remember life was a struggle. Having grown up in a orphanage she had no illusions about the troubles of life. She had tried looking up records to track down her parents but ran in to nothing but dead ends. She held on to a fantasy that she would find her real parents and move in with them to live happily ever after. Sure she turned twenty one today, Halloween, but she would jump at that life in a heartbeat. If Clara knew the truth she would be horrified. Her parents were long dead, killed by a satanic cult on the night of her birth. They had been hijacked on the way to the hospital. taken to a secret location and sacrificed to the demon they worshiped. This offering was to seal Clara's fate as it's vessel on earth when the right time came. The cult's plan was to raise her in the ways of evil but they severely underestimated the abilities of the state police. A few days after the discovery of the crime scene the authorities had tracked down the cult arresting twenty members and killing three during the rescue.  Now Clara was working hard to support herself and going to school to try and give herself a shot at a better future. Little did she know that at the stroke of midnight all of that would be pointless as her life would suddenly get much easier, seemingly by magic. Unfortunately for Clara, she would not be the one living it. 

SRU: Octoberfest

Gil was supposed to be helping his friends and business partner's Walter and Ivan work their booth at the Worchester Octoberfest. They had brewed up eight kegs and if they sold ninety percent of their product they would finally have enough profit to move their operation from Walter's garage to a small store equipped to allow them to operate as a restaurant. They had been working for years towards this and winning the top prize for the best micro brew this year, as they had the last two, would give them the cache to be successful. Of course all the acclaim in the world would mean nothing if they couldn't sell their product fast enough to keep the lines moving. Walter and Ivan were extremely pissed when Gil walked up after the last rush with his belly full of their competitor's beer and a team of Festbabes. "See you later girls, keep on being spectacular!" Gil hopped behind the booth and acted like there was no problem. The three had put up money and Walter and Ivan couldn't wait for the day they could buy Gil out, "We really need to get us a booth babe, I think it would really drive sales." Walter and Ivan looked at each other, a silent agreement passed between the two. Ivan reached under the table and pulled out a wooden box, "Now that you mention it Gil, we do have a plan for that. See we can't afford to pay a woman to help us yet but we do have an alternative. We found it at a really fun store at the mall. It's guaranteed to work through the weekend, maybe even longer." Ivan opened the box and pulled out the weirdest glass Gil had ever seen.

Gil gave a hoot of a laugh, "That is the most stacked glass I have ever seen! How is that supposed to help us?" Walter had filled the glass with beer, "Oh we will worry about that, Go ahead and drink up pal." Gil was not the type to ever turn down a beer and gladly drained the sexy glass. Suddenly he felt like his whole body was shaking. Closing his eyes he gripped the table trying to steady himself.

Gil opened his eyes and was shocked by what he had become, "Holy shit!! I'm a chick?!" Ivan and Walter put the glass back in it's box carefully. Walter spoke for the two of them, "Well Gil, or should I say Missy, we are pretty tired of doing all the work around here while you fuck off. So if you wan't to get your penis back at the end of the weekend you are going stay here with us busting ass as the best booth babe in the world or we will leave you this way. Now start shaking what the beer glass gave you!"

Anything For Love

"Mom, when is dinner going to be ready??" Mark was trying to cook dinner for "her" children. He had agreed to switch bodies with his girlfriend Katrina to give her a break from being a single mom for a week. Mark wasn't sure what she was proposing was possible but here he was wearing her body and cooking dinner for her kids. She was in his body at his apartment eating a pizza in his underwear. It wasn't easy being a mom all of a sudden but being in Katrina's amazing body was turning out to be very interesting. Mark was counting the minutes till he could get the kids in to bed so he could draw up a nice bath, pour a glass of wine and have a little "mom time". 

BodySwapMeet.Com: Summer Rental

Veronica sat looking at her balance and doing the math in her head. She knew that going in to teaching was going to be a labor of love and not riches but ever since she was a little girl she knew that was what she wanted to do. Veronica's passion for shaping young minds was matched by her talent for reaching them. The only problem she had was that since she was young and new, she was one of the first to be laid off when budget cuts hit. She got by with tutoring and substitute teaching and had a position lined up at a private school for the new school year. Getting through the summer though was going to be tricky. Feeling a little bummed out she decided to head to the mall, get a frozen banana and take a look at all the clothes she couldn't afford.

As Veronica walked along enjoying her Banana she saw Kelly, a former student who Veronica remembered fondly. "Kelly! Hey Kelly, how are you?" For a while Kelly seemed not to here her then she suddenly popped up from the tops she was looking at with a shocked look on her face and a quick wave, "Uh, hi...sport! nice to see you! I just remembered I got a thing to do, talk to you later!" and with that Kelly ran out of the store. Veronica was perplexed by the odd behavior of the young woman, "Sport?" A few days later she got an e mail from Kelly asking Veronica to call her so she could explain her behavior. what she heard from Kelly sounded like madness to Veronica. Kelly explained that she had come across a website called bodyswapmeet.com. Through a secret process the company could swap the bodies of two willing participants. They specialized in permanent swaps but had recently began offering temporary "rental" swaps for people who were curious about living as someone else but not ready to make that final commitment. This had lead to a market place for body use. Many beautiful people had found that they could make good money renting out their bodies. Kelly bragged that the man who was in her body when Veronica ran in to her at the mall had paid her fifty grand for two weeks. This caught Veronica's attention, "So Kelly, do you think you could maybe send me the info for this program?" 

Veronica went through the application process and once she was certified as healthy physically and her background check came back approved she waited to see if anyone wanted to be her. She was nervous about what she would do if she was chosen, she had the option of refusal, but she was also kind of excited. When she got the e mail that a prime candidate had put her at the top of his list she read with interest the profile. Carl Horton was an energy tycoon, as a young man he had taken his fathers struggling drilling company and turned it in to one of the biggest companies in the world. He was a divorcee with four children and looked as rugged as any man she had aver seen. During their meeting she was surprised at how gentle and nervous he was as he explained his desire for this switch, "Well young lady, in the culture I grew up in the idea of a man being curious about being a woman is not something that you can talk about in the open. I have lived a happy life as a man, I'm a proud father, but as my kids are now out of the house and I find myself able to take a break from my work that curiosity has been getting stronger again. My proposal is that during my vacation we would swap, you in my body would go to a resort in Tahiti and enjoy three weeks of world class comfort. I in your body would go on a cruise of the Bahamas. For this I would pay you seventy five thousand dollars." As Veronica Sat in Carl's body watching the most beautiful sun set she had ever seen she wondered how Carl was doing in her body.

Carl was enjoying himself greatly in Veronica's body. He was walking through the halls of the ship enjoying the looks he was getting in his revealing dress. The feel of Veronica's breasts bouncing and swaying as he walked in his heels felt so much better than the way he walked in his beefy body and the cool air blowing up his skirt felt amazing against his bare pussy. He was looking forward to a night of dancing and drinking and maybe, just maybe, bringing a young man back to his cabin for some fun. Carl pushed the thought of finding a permanent swap candidate out of his mind for now, that could wait for later. Right now he wanted to enjoy the moment.

Miracle of Science

Robert was dreaming of the nights he and his then girlfriend Meagan shared on spring break their senior year of college. As a Bio Chemistry Major Robert rarely got to partake in things like spring break, as his professors would  say "Science does not stop to party." He knew this senior trip was important to Meagan so he took the time off and he surprised her by making all the arrangements. Every night, after the drinking and the partying they would return to their room and Meagan would show Robert just how grateful she was. They had a healthy sex life but the tropical setting and constant flow of alcohol had taken things to a whole new level. In his dream Robert helped her out of the taxi, getting a good look at her sexy long legs and blue panties. In the hotel room they were quickly out of their clothes and he was soon looking up as Meagan road him, her firm athletic body bouncing up and down as he bucked with all his might. He could feel his penis tensing as Meagan's vagina tightened all around it. The sound of Meagan's sweet voice in the throws of passion rang in his ears, "Oh Robert, Oh God, I'm Cumming I'm Cumming!!!" Suddenly his own orgasm hit him like a surprise wave at the beach, more powerful than anything he had felt in his life. Suddenly Meagan's face transformed from one of satisfaction and love to one of horror and shock, "Who the fuck are you bitch?!" She growled angrily, "How did you get in our bed and where is Robert??" Robert struggled to talk, "I am Robert Babe, it's me!" His voice sounded odd to his ears, it was pitched higher than he remembered. "Meagan's eyes shown bright with fury, "Bull shit, you aren't Robert! Robert is a man, he has a penis! You are woman with tits and a pussy! Get out of here you dirty bitch!!" Meagan's hand cocked back in a fist and just as she was about to connect with her punch to Robert's face, he woke up.

Suddenly awake Robert looked down at himself. He was breathing hard from his reaction to the dream he just had and the affect was even more unsettling as his large breasts were heaving in the soft cotton shirt he was wearing. He was generally used to this view of himself now, a year after the accident and subsequent transplant surgery, but when ever he would have that dream turned nightmare it would unwind him all over again. As his mind settled more in to the real word he became aware of the moist stickiness in his panties. He had cum in his sleep. Sighing, Robert got up and took a shower, trying to be as clinical as possible. He had certainly learned the benefits of this body and the pleasure it could experience but he was in no mood to let his fingers wander this morning. Robert was now in the third year of his Doctoral Candidacy, postponed by a year due to his current "situation". He found it ironic that the breakthrough in nano technology and stem cell combination that he had contributed to was what had lead to him becoming the world's first successful head transplant. The further irony was that the brilliant mind that had lead to this science being possible was the same mind that made the decision to text and drive, causing Robert to miss the red light and the oncoming bus that crushed him and his car. Because he was near the University he was quickly taken to the University hospital. Robert's body was terribly mangled but despite the blood the attending Doctor, Jessica Anders, recognized his face from one of the lectures on the progress of their research. While she worked to keep the young man alive she had her nurse contact Professor Gupta, Robert's boss in the program and the leader of the research team. Professor Gupta arrived and pulled the attending aside, "Professor, his situation is critical. right now his body could give out at any minute." The Professor nodded,  "how is his head?" The attending looked a little perplexed but answered, "Well surprisingly in good condition. Brain swelling is minimal, the air bags did their job but the bus rolled over his car crushing most of him and his lower extremities." The Professor looked at his brilliant student through the observation window, "His organ donor paper work is in good order as I require of all of my students. I am going to save his life and make scientific history. I have a donor body on standby, my people will be here in five minutes. You can sit in on the surgery if you like Doctor." Jessica was stunned but she knew professor Gupta was a world class genius, what ever was about to happen she wanted to see the outcome. Jessica watched from the corner, of the operating room and gasped as the "donor body" was revealed, it was a female! Professor Gupta looked over at Jessica, "Doctor Anders I can understand your shock. But beggars can not be choosers. If this young man's brain is going to live his head will need a host body. We do not hesitate to save a life by putting a male heart in a female or a female liver in a male. Robert will certainly need therapy both physical and mental and his needs will be provided for, but there is no other option." Jessica said nothing but nodded her understanding. The Procedure began.

Robert spent the next year trying to get used to his new form. The difficulty of the physical rehab early on helped him block out of his mind that he was now a biological woman. The cocktail of drugs he was on to prevent his new body from rejecting his head affected his bodies physiology shutting down his menses and the several months in bed being fed through a tube and receiving intravenous fluids had made his already thin body thinner and deflating the curves it possessed. The help of his therapist Karen Willis and Dr. Anders helped him keep his sanity. Meagan was there for him out of love and loyalty but their relationship would never be the same again. He had considered having breast reduction and undergoing surgery to have this new body become male but Doctor Gupta and Karen convinced him to at least give it a year. During that year Robert found himself enjoying his new form. His features and short hair initially looked odd on top of his body as it regained it's womanliness, but as the estrogen softened his face and his hair grew out he became a very handsome woman. The stem cell regeneration and skin grafting left a very fine line where his head was attached to his neck could be hidden by make up and hair and his identity had been concaled in all of the published papers. To any one who didn't know him Robert appeared to always be a woman. All of this happened under the watchful eye of Karen and Jessica who he was now sending picture to from his dressing room. This was his first trip to buy women's clothes on his own. He picked out a top and skirt that clearly didn't match to have a little bit of fun with his "coaches". "So what do you think?" he wrote in his text, "This matches right? LOL!" Robert was supposed to be picking out an outfit for his date tonight. Out in Public he went by "Bobbi" and had met a lovely young lesbian named Becky at his Yoga class. Robert had finally worked up the courage to ask Becky out and was over the moon when she accepted.

Dinner had gone great. Robert had gone with a casual yet sexy jean and top combo, showing plenty of cleavage, that was enhanced by his knee high leather boots. Both he and Becky laughed and drank plenty of wine. At the end of the night Robert invited Becky back to his place for a drink. As they entered Robert plopped down on the bench by the door, "Listen Becky, I look damn good in these boots but they hurt like hell. Do us a solid and help me get these things off?" Becky smiled at Robert, "Sure Bobbi, and maybe later you can help me take a few things off as well." Robert smiled coyly, confident that he would be sleeping a whole lot better tonight than he did the night before.

Word from the Editor: Good Luck and Thank You Jodie!

My good friend Jodie, I know she is going by a new female name in real life but to prevent confusion I am going to call her Jodie here, has shut down her blog Jodie's Sissy Desires. I had an e mail exchange with her about a week ago and her life was going well. Her transition is going nicely and her work is keeping her busy. She told me that she has been so busy with work that she hasn't had time to write and  I am speculating that maybe living a true and real feminine life took away the excitement of writing about it. Jodie is my closest friend on these blogs and I hope that her life brings her nothing but the best. Below is a semi fictitious retelling of Jodie's story with the happy future that I wish I had the power to give her. If you read this Jodie, thank you for being supportive in listening to my ideas and generous in sharing yours! 

A Bright Future for Jodie

Jodie picked out her dress for the day and held it against her body. She could still enjoy little pleasures like this, the simple act of sliding on a silky dress over her lacy lingerie. Her high heels clicking against the hard wood floor while she smoothed her hair in to place and let it fall softly against her shoulders. Jodie thought about the day she finally made the decision to follow through with her transition, to become the woman she truly was meant to be in her soul. She had always been feminine looking due to a hormonal condition so she found it easy to dress and "pass" out in public. She would go to neighboring towns to her own to prevent being recognized by co workers or neighbors and thrilled in the everyday pleasures of shopping and having lunch at a cafe. The little weekend jaunts passed so quickly and the idea that she had to hide who she was became distasteful. Why couldn't she live as her true self like everyone else? So one morning she gathered her courage, went in to work and told her boss that his male employee would now be a female employee. Same skill level and smarts just in a different presentation. Jodie knew it was risky but some times life needed risk. To her surprise her boss was understanding, Jodie was one of his best employee's and it wasn't smart business to let an asset like that walk out the door. Besides, who was her boss to tell her how to live her life and pursue her happiness? Sure some of Jodie's co workers were critical, hidden bigotries began to seep out and were vocalized in hurtful and ignorant comments. Surprisingly the voices of support drowned out the voices criticism. Jodie's courage was complemented and the curiosity over a male coworker becoming a pretty female was shared by all. Jodie smiled at this, through out human history the beautiful got breaks that the less attractive did not, maybe it wasn't fair but it was the way the world worked. Now that was working in Jodie's favor, as she took her hormone treatments and her already soft features grew more feminine. She cut a very striking figure in her business skirts and heels. Life was not perfect of course, no life ever is, but Jodie was happy. She slung her purse over her shoulder, an easy and warm smile was on her lips as she went through her door into the bright future.

What if?: The Amazing Spider-Woman

Peter Parker was so excited to finally be on his tour of Oscorp. He had won the science fair at his school and he and the winners from the other schools in his district were enjoying a visit to one of the world largest research companies, second only to Stark Industries. They were approaching the Nuclear research Lab when the door burst open and a woman in a lab coat came running out followed by several people in radiation suits. The woman was acting very erratic and the people in the radiation suits were clearly trying to corral her. "It burns!" she screamed, as one of the yellow clad people finally got a hold of her arm. "Damn it Sarah, we are trying to help you!" came a response from one of the others. Sarah tossed the radiation suited people around like rag dolls and ran directly at the students. Most jumped out of the way but Peter was frozen in place. Suddenly Sarah ran directly in to Peter, knocking the skinny boy over and getting tangled up with him on the floor. They flailed for a bit and the people in the radiation suits took advantage and finally hit Sarah with the tranquilizer syringe.The woman went limp and she was lifted off of Peter who was dazed by what had just happened.

The Chaperon was the first to notice that Peter was bleeding from his left shoulder, "Peter are you ok?" Peter looked at his shoulder in fear, "I think she bit me!" The lab staff was done securing Sarah and turned their attention to Peter, "Young man how are you feeling?" Suddenly Peter doubled over in pain, "Oh god it burns!!" Peter rolled up his sleeves and his veins were bulging as his muscles spasmed. The last thing Peter remembered before he blacked out was the chaperon saying, "I better call his guardians."

Peter woke up and felt incredibly groggy. Besides feeling cold, his body did not feel right. He found his glasses and flannel on the night table next to him and put them on. his hair was impossibly long and he found that he couldn't button his shirt anymore. His head was swimming and his vision was blurry, as if his prescription was far to strong. He pulled off his glasses and looked down and what he saw and felt finally matched up. Peter now had huge breasts!! He cautiously poked them with his finger and was shocked to feel the touch. Slowly he let his hands slipped down to his crotch. What he found was even more shocking, a soft vertical slit that could only mean one thing."Holy shit! What is happening!?" the door to the room opened with his Aunt and Uncle entering the room along with Norman Osborne himself. Peter's aunt spoke first, "I know this is a terrible shock dear but we are just happy that you are alive! Mr. Osborn has promised to help us and make sure that they will do everything they can to help you return to normal." Osborn stepped forward, "Yes son and if we can't then we will make sure that you lead as normal a life as possible." Peter's Uncle Ben looked at Osborn with distaste, "Our lawyer Mr. Murdoch is going to make sure you keep your word Osborn." Norman bristled slightly, "Of course Mr. Parker, of course. Peter we would like to talk to you about a side affect of your transformation. You see the woman who bit you was first bitten by a spider that had become irradiated during an experiment. For a brief time she displayed certain abilities that have since faded. because of your unique situation your blood work shows that not only have you developed in to a... lovely young woman, but you should also be gifted with the proportionate abilities of an arachnid." Peter was having a hard time processing all of the information coming his way he slouched back on the bed and his shirt fell open exposing his large pert breasts. Peter's aunt move forward to comfort and cover up her new niece, "Now lets put all of that talk for another day, Peter needs to rest and needs to come to grips with what has happened before you start testing him, her, for anything!" Uncle Ben opened the door to the room to  usher Osborn out of the room, "Come on Osborn, May is right." Norman Osborn was not used to taking orders in his own building but he knew he had to be patient if he wanted to earn the trust of this family and take advantage of what this girl meant for his company. "Absolutely Ben. Let me get you a cup of coffee."

After a few months of training and tests Peter was starting to get used to her new body and what it could do, even if she wasn't entirely comfortable. Osborn was true to his word, under the watchful eye of Murdoch and Nelson attorneys at law. It was a conversation that Peter had with Matt Murdoch and her Uncle Ben that inspired her to make the biggest decision of her life. Peter had been moping and she was worried that she was going to spend the rest of her life as a lab rat. The blind lawyer shook his head, "Listen Peter, when I was a kid I lost my sight but I had other gifts and I decided that I wasn't going to just let life happen to me. I help people now. Any way that I can. With your abilities you can make a difference like so few others." Peter looked at her uncle who had guided her all her life, "What do you think Uncle Ben?" Ben took Peter's now feminine hand in his, "Pete, your father and I were taught by your grandfather that we all have a responsibility to our fellow man, and that the greater the power we had, the greater the responsibility." After a discussion with Norman Osborn, who was privately eager to see what his beautiful lab rat could do in the field, a costume was developed. Peter herself came up with a formula for a incredibly strong yet fluid synthetic "webbing" and wrist mounted shooters to give her a non lethal weapon and could be used to swing around the city. Soon New Yorkers were marveling at the amazing heroics of the Spider-Woman. Peter was thrilled to be proactive and felt good to be doing something useful. She was also very grateful to make an alliance with another "Super Hero" quickly. Peter teamed up every night with Dare Devil. He could be a bit overprotective at times but Peter was glad for his help and his experience and was glad she wore a full mask to hide her blush when the Devil would compliment her skills. Peter would be turning eighteen at the end of the year, and she hoped that she could advance her relationship with her mentor to a whole new level.

Cold Feet

Peter was fuming. He was walking down the aisle on his wedding day, the problem being that he was not in his own body. He was in the body of  Elizabeth, the maid of honor. At the rehearsal dinner the night before he was talking to his best man Curtis and mentioned that he was a little nervous about "the big day". Curtis calmed him down and Peter was feeling a lot better. As they walked back to the restaurant they saw Elizabeth and waved, not giving it a second thought. When Peter woke up the next morning he was raring to go, till he realized that he was in Elizabeth's body. Peter scrambled for Elizabeth's phone and dialed his own number. His fear over rid his shock at hearing his own voice, "Hi Pete, I heard you talking to Curtis about being nervous and I wanted to make sure Susan's day was perfect so I swapped us. I am sure you will thank me one day for keeping you from making a big mistake." Peter's new high pitched voice rose in anger, "Damn it Elizabeth! I was a little nervous but Curtis did his job as best man and calmed me down! Now switch us the fuck back right now!!" There was a moment of silence and Peter checked to see if the call had dropped, then Elizabeth finally spoke, "Oh hell, I am sorry Pete. We can't switch back till midnight tonight. We are going to have to just go through the day and I swear I will have you back in your body tonight in time for you to consummate your marriage. Now you better hurry you have a hair and make up appointment." All Peter could do now was stare daggers at Elizabeth and try to keep his balance in these stupid opened toe heels that left his feet feeling cold.  

Catching the Bus

Michael pulled on his girlfriend's shorts and shirt as quickly as possible. He tried to ignore the bounce and sway of his transformed body because he knew he had to get a move on. He and his girlfriend Carly had argued the night before about his late work hours which usually meant he was too tired to do much with her in the mornings before she went to work. As Michael dozed in and out of sleep he wished he could feel what it was like to be as energetic as Carly for just one day but he was just not that lucky. Suddenly he felt an odd wave and a sudden rush of energy. looking down he saw breasts that he was very familiar with, just not from that angle, "Holy Shit I'm Carly!" He was about to start exploring this discovery when a realization hit him like a bolt of lightening, "If I'm Carly that must mean... OH NO!" Grabbing his gym bag he threw in a pair of his own shorts a t shirt and some flip flops. If his theory was right, Carly was going to need them.

Carly was sitting thinking about how much she loved Michael and that her love for him was the only reason she put up with seeing him so little. She knew that their schedules were different but if he could just wake up for a bit in the morning they could eat breakfast together at least. Carly thought Michael was just making excuses when he said he wasn't a morning person like her. How could he not love mornings? suddenly though she felt a strange sensation and found herself becoming very sleepy, "Well I can take a little cat nap before my stop."

Body Hopper: Off the Wagon

Phillip didn't expect to be sitting here wearing this lingerie, let alone this body, when he started this business trip. Phillip discovered that he was a body hopper when he was in high school and like many of his kind he quickly began to take advantage of his powers. Something weird happened though on one his rare times not in a mount, Phillip fell in love. At first he planned on hopping Kathryn but something about the twinkle in her eye and her laugh gave him pause. He walked up to her, offered to buy her a drink and the rest is history. They now had two kids a dog and a nice home in the suburbs. He loved being with his family so much that he gave up hopping cold turkey. Unfortunately Phillip's company had been struggling recently and needed an infusion of investor cash or he would have to make layoffs and severely downgrade their operations. That was why Phillip had ventured to Los Angeles. Armed with his wits, his best presentation and a kiss from Kathryn for good luck Phillip headed out west knowing the stakes were high. When he arrived in LA Phillip got the worst news he could imagine. The potential investor had called off the meeting, Phillip was not  even going to get a chance to make his presentation. He was tempted to fly right back home instead of waiting for his scheduled flight two days from now but the prices were too high to change his plans on short notice. Kathryn was supportive on the phone like any good wife should be, "Phil I know you will figure it out. There are more investors out there. Try to get some sleep honey, maybe grab a drink in the bar." Phillip went down to the bar and ordered a scotch. He sat nursing it when he saw Monique walk in. He took in all her details, her large firm breasts, her beautiful face, her sexy legs and firm round ass. All of this was clothed in a clearly expensive, tailored charcoal suit. The skirt was to her knees but it was impossibly tight, accentuating her incredible curves. Her suite jacket and silk blouse tastefully cradled her exquisite breasts. Phillip felt a deep sense of jealousy of this woman. The careless way she flipped her hair back and the musical quality of her laugh as she celebrated what ever victory her and her companions had just come from made Phillip see red. Three scotches later he found himself getting up and following her to the restroom area. She barely had time to react before Phillip was on top of her and then finally inside of her. Now he was Monique. Now he was beautiful and successful and on his way to the top. Because he hadn't hopped in such a long time he decided to excuse himself from Monique's friends, and head up to her room. He spent the rest of the night reveling in the thrill of being some one else, especially some one with a body like Monique. He woke up in the morning and knew he should dismount Monique and call Kathryn, but instead he sent her a text letting her know he had taken her advice and had a little to much to drink resulting in a headache. She responded that he should take a couple of aspirins and sleep it off and that she couldn't wait to see him tomorrow when she would pick him up from the airport. Looking out the window Phillip saw the sparkling hotel pool and reading Monique's memories decided to slip on the bikini she had packed for the trip. A day lounging by the pool would be clean harmless fun before he flew home in the morning. Heck he might even be able to switch to standby and spend one more day as Monique. one more day couldn't hurt anything could it?

Back to School part Three: Driver's Ed.

Jake woke up groggily to the sound of her mothers voice, "Jake get up and get dressed, your driving class is in two hours and it takes you forever to get ready!" Shaking her long hair Jake rolled over on to her large firm breasts. Jake couldn't remember the exact moment she started thinking of herself as a "she" instead of a "he" but Mr. Williams had said that it was a normal part of the acceptance of her new body. Jake also began to revel in not only her reaction to her new body but to the attention from everyone around her. The concept of gay and straight was a thing of the past as so many now found themselves in bodies of the opposite gender with the mental attraction from their original bodies and the physical attraction of their new bodies. The concept of of beauty on the other hand, had not changed at all. For Jake this meant that she was now one of the hottest females in a school where almost a hundred percent of the student body was attracted to her. This sudden rush of popularity and social power went right to Jake's head. Jake's parents, who switched with each other, had to adapt quickly from raising a sweet teenage boy to raising a  twenty eight year old "mean girl". Jake even had a rival for queen bee of the school, Pete Wilden. Pete had switched with his older sister Kelly and was going through the same things Jake was going through in his twenty year old blond bomb shell body. Kelly had gotten implants the year before and now had to watch from her little brothers body as Pete got to enjoy them with out any of the pain of the surgery. Ideally the two should have been supporting each other but human nature can be a funny thing and a feud quickly developed. Pete referred to Jake as "that old bitch" and Jake referred to Pete as "the blond cum dumpster". Jake had an ace up her sleeve though, she was six months older than Pete and would be getting her license and, more importantly, a car well before that blond skank. Her grades were still very high, a combination of smarts and flirting/manipulating the teachers, and if she kept them up her parents had promised her a brand new BMW. Of course that meant passing driving school.

Jake snapped a quick selfie to post to Facebook trumpeting her first driving lesson and was now a master of framing her face and cleavage for maximum affect. Checking her lip stick she thought briefly that she should probably have read the manual a little more but she had reason to believe that she could overcome any shortcomings in her knowledge. Actually two big, soft, bouncy reasons. Jake watched as a plump but cute woman in her mid forties in slacks and a blouse approached and sat in the passenger seat. Jake noticed as the woman tried but failed to conceal her eyes checking out Jake's legs, she was wearing skin tight jeans, and drinking in Jake's perfect natural chest. "Natural," Jake thought, "Not like that plastic filled Hooker Barbie, Pete." a small smile came on her face as Jake made a mental note to save that insult for later. Finally the instructor spoke, "OK Jake, I am Jorge Rodriguez. I will be your instructor for the next few weeks in preparation for your driving test. My job is to make sure you are ready to navigate the roads in a safe and responsible manner." Jake could tell Jorge was trying not to look at her and watched as the instructor struggled with the seat belt. Jake saw an opportunity and jumped on it, "Here let me help you, sometimes it sticks." Reaching across Jorge's body and making sure to lightly brush the older woman's face with her breasts Jake pulled the belt forward, clicked it in to place and settled back in the drivers seat with an exaggerated bounce. Jake put on her brightest, widest, most charming smile, "Oh by the way, that blouse looks great on you!"  A blush appeared in Jorge's cheeks, "Uh yes thank you, let's go ahead and start." Jake started the engine, so thankful for the Great Shift.

Surprising Saturday: Like Mother, Like Son

Kathy could not believe this was happening. Last night she went to bed a normal single mom with a nice wine buzz. This morning she woke up in the body of her son and he in hers! Billy had been a huge brat, as he was more often than not, the night before. So after she finally got him in to bed and poured a glass of wine to combat her headache she remembered thinking, "If only he knew what it was like to be the parent, if he was me for one day he would learn a thing or two!" To Kathy's great surprise Billy wasn't horrified to be her, he saw the whole thing as a big game. Now that Billy was the "Mommy" he decided that he was calling the shots. Kathy wanted to stay home hoping they would switch back the next day.Billy on the other hand wanted to go to the birthday party of his classmate that he had been invited to. "Billy you wont be able to play with your friends! You will be stuck talking to the boring grown ups!" Kathy said trying to reason with her son. Billy just laughed her laugh right in her face, "It will be fun just watching you trying to play with the other kids. Now get dressed we are going to that party." Matters were made worse by Billy being able to access her memories. He got dressed in a dress she would never wear to a child's birthday party and he knew how to drive. When Kathy tried to think of knowledge that she would normally know she found herself drawing a blank. Kathy covered her face in embarrassment as Billy swung out of the car with his legs open, giving the dads in the front yard a show, "Come on Billy, if you can drive and dress my body you know how to get out of a car properly!" she said in a hissed whisper. Billy grabbed the present for the party out of the back seat, "You better start calling me Mom and get used to being called Billy if you don't want to come off as a weirdo. Now take this present and go play and try not to make a mess SON!"

Body Hoppers: Things That Go Bump in the Night

Mary struggled to pull what ever was attacking her out of her mouth. She had been walking home from the bar alone, only two blocks from her apartment, when she heard a noise to her right. Suddenly something came out of the darkness and wrapped itself around her. With lighting speed it entered her mouth as she was about to scream. She was fighting as hard as she could but the more it entered her the more she lost control of her body. She panicked and wanted to run but she no longer had control of her legs and was feeling less and less control with every passing second. Mary could barely feel her right hand and head and that  was slipping away, as her consciousness faded with it. The last thing she heard before everything went black was a man's voice in her head, "Relax Mary, I won't keep your body forever. A month, maybe two, tops."

Is This Real Life?

Taylor put his head back at his favorite restaurant trying to forget the night he just had. He was a physics undergraduate who spent most of his time in the lab. He felt more comfortable among his numbers and theorems than he did around his fellow students, which was nothing new in his life. Tonight was supposed to be different, some of his lab partners had invited him out to a party. They told him there would be drinks, music and girls. Taylor was a bit nervous but agreed to go. Once he got there he tried to overcome his shyness and mix in and for a while he was doing just fine. The longer he was there though the harder he found it to keep up with the conversations, scrambling to think of funny things to say. He began to slowly recede from the party until he found himself outside and on the sidewalk. Taylor could have easily walked back in, no one would say anything. Most likely no one had even seen him leave. His anxiety was just to much to overcome, Taylor walked away slowly in to the night to find comfort in the familiar. Sitting in his regular booth sipping on his mai tai he alternated between congratulating himself for knowing when to leave before he embarrassed himself and punishing himself for being a chicken and running. The alcohol had fuzzed up Taylor's thinking and his mind drifted. He thought about the odd dreams he had from time to time ever since he was a child. In the dreams he was a girl, now a woman in the current incarnations, who was similar yet completely different than him. She had the same parents and she was very smart yet unlike Taylor she was very attractive and very popular. She had no problems making friends and living life. Taylor never told anyone about his dreams as he knew it would be frowned upon. He was attracted to women, although he did very little to pursue them, and chalked up the dream to his envy of how beautiful girls were treated by society. Taylor couldn't help but notice how they were welcome everywhere they went, fawned over and catered to. Taylor closed his eyes and drifted to sleep thinking about how life would be so much better if his real life was more like his dreams.

"TAYLOR!!"  a loud voice shouting her name snapped her awake. Her hands shot to her face and hair almost as if she was trying to make sure they were still there. Taylor's friend Carly laughed, "Damn girl, did you get roofied?" Taylor shook her head, clearing the cob webs, "Ha no, I've just been exhausted getting ready for finals and trying to find off campus housing for the summer. Which you are supposed to be helping with you hooker!" Carly took a sip from her drink, "Sorry, but you know you were going to be the responsible one when you signed up for this friendship." As Taylor got up to leave with Carly she had a faint sense of the dream she had just had. Ever since she was a little girl, she had nightmares of being an awkward boy, now man, who seemed to be frozen by anxiety in all social settings. Her dream self was dumpy and constantly sad and, worst of all to her, a physics major. Taylor couldn't see herself wasting her intellect on such a theoretical science. In real life she was a chemistry major. Chemistry was where the big science bucks were to be found. Of course it didn't hurt that on top of her smarts Taylor was hot. She was proud of her toned sexy body, she got up at four in the morning most days to work out before classes to keep it that way. She knew that it gave her extra power and control in the world and shuddered a little inside at the times in her nightmares when her male self would get naked and she would be looking down at his belly and man boobs. As Taylor left with Carly she felt grateful that those were just dreams and that her real life was much, much better.

Little White Lie

Alex sat in the back of his car watching the chaos that was developing. Next to him sat his body now inhabited by the mind of Crystal, the stripper who was giving him his first lap dance in years. Crystal was crying, it was a bit unnerving to hear himself sob like that and even more unnerving to now have huge breasts and a vagina. For a second he tried to tell himself that this couldn't possibly be happening, that he must be having some kind of psychotic break. Alex knew that this wasn't the case though, that the world around him really had been turned upside down. He had been on a bit of a dating drought and decided that dropping a hundred bucks to have some boobies rubbed in his face for a half hour was an acceptable use of his weekly entertainment budget. Crystal had that look Alex loved so much, a sexy body with an innocent face. The dance had just begun when suddenly Alex found himself blacking out. The last thing he was aware of was Crystal's body slumping on top of him as she also lost consciousness. When Alex came to he found that he was now facing down on top of some one. A heavy mass was on his head and hanging down in to his face and he had to use his hand to push it back. He was shocked to find that the mass was long curly hair attached to his head but the hair was the least of his concerns as he looked down and saw his own face! Alex saw his eyes open and a look of terror and confusion quickly took hold of his face, "Holy shit you look like me!" was the first thing Crystal said in Alex's body. For a second they both were frozen by shock, but that was quickly broken up by the screaming coming from the rest of the club. It would appear that they were not the only victims. Shouts of "Give me back my body bitch!" and "Get the fuck off me" filled the air. suddenly the unmistakable sound of a gun being fired drowned out the shouts and led to more screams. Alex jumped up and wobbled a bit in his heels and new center of gravity. Spotting an emergency exit he dragged Crystal to her feet, "come on we need to get out of here!" Crystal willingly followed her body out in to the parking lot, much like Alex she was afraid to let it get out of her sight or have it damaged. Once in the parking lot Alex could see that the swapping was not contained to the club as the street was littered with crashed cars and people flipping out. Alex led Crystal to his car, he was tempted to kick off the heels but since he was already wearing so little he figured he should at least have some kind of foot wear on. Reaching in to his former pocket he pulled out his car keys hit the unlock button and allowed Crystal to climb in to the back seat and followed her in. The roads were going to be dangerous for a while and Alex had already decided that they were going to need to wait a while before they could make a move."Crystal, do you think you could lend me the shirt you are wearing, you have a t shirt on under it, I am feeling a bit... exposed." Crystal composed herself a bit and began to unbutton the shirt. "What the hell is going on? Why is this happening?" Alex took the shirt and began to put it on, trying to ignore the way it felt so different on Crystal's soft skin and firm breasts. "I don't know, but I am glad I came here tonight instead of volunteering at the old folks home."   Crystal wiped her eyes and laughed, "Do you think they can fix us?" Alex was about to respond with uncertainty. That who ever "they" were, it would be a miracle if they had a solution to this kind of incredible phenomena. The sad hopeful expression he saw on his face gave him pause. He was at least fifteen years older than Crystal and a lot less attractive. She had lost her beauty and youth in the span of minutes. Alex couldn't take away her hope too, "Yeah. Yeah I am sure they will figure it out. Sooner or later everything is going to be just fine."

Work Place Accident Part Three

Curtis/Tracey sat sipping coffee trying not to feel self conscious. It was her first time out in public in a skirt and heels and she was still feeling out of place in her body. She had finally started to come to grips with the oddity of her situation. She knew that she was supposed to be Tracey, but she and Doctor John Frink could find no way to restore Tracey's former mind. What was left was the memories and personality of her boss Curtis. Curtis/Tracey struggled with trying to live a life that wasn't hers. He had to smile and put on a happy face as she saw the real Curtis retire and go with his wife Ellen on their trip to Europe they had been looking forward to for so long. She had to suffer through the awkwardness of having Curtis Jr. make a pass at her. Curtis/Tracey was speaking truthfully when she told C.J that he was, "Too much like family to go out with him." The only bright spot was the help that she had been gotten from Doctor Frink, John. He helped her from going completely crazy and convinced her that with the original Tracey gone she had a duty to live her life to the fullest in her memory. The side affect off all of this time they were spending together was that the rumors about them being a couple began to swirl. They both laughed at how funny that was and how people would react if they knew the truth about their situation. Then one night walking back to John's car after dinner, Curtis/Tracey felt a shiver. She found that she got cold much easier as a woman than she did as a man. She was just about to curse herself for forgetting her sweater when she felt John put his coat on her shoulders. For a second Curtis/Tracey was about to protest but she found herself sliding her left hand in to John's right. They walked in silence which carried over to the car ride. Curtis/Tracey got out of the car still wearing John's jacket. For a couple of days they avoided each other, John being a smart man he gave Curtis/Tracey her space. Curtis' male personality was in conflict with Tracey's female hormones, and the more she thought about it the more she realized that she was falling in love with John. She sat there trying to feel feminine and mulling what her next move would be when she heard some one using a bad Morgan Freeman impression say, "Get busy living, or get busy dying" She looked over her shoulder to see two friends chuckling at how bad the impression was, oblivious to the encouragement they had just given a stranger.

Curtis/Tracey was getting ready in a frenzy. She had called John and asked him to meet her for dinner and was determined not to chicken out now. She found the sexy underwear that she had been avoiding and picked out a red dress that would drive her crazy back when she was a man. She had shaved her legs, arm pits and eventually her pubic hair that she had let grow out. Now she was completely bare and there was no denying what she had between her legs now. Slipping on her dress she checked herself in the mirror one more time and headed for the restaurant as she wanted to beat John there.

John was about to walk past Curtis/Tracey when she called out to him, "Hey John, over here!" John was frozen in place by what he saw. He had been doing his best to not let his attraction to her interfere with his relationship with Curtis/Tracey and he was afraid that his impulsive move with the jacket the other day had driven her away. He was conflicted as well by knowing a mans psyche was in the body of the girl he had a crush on but after a while it just didn't seem to matter. "You look amazing!"John blurted as he fumbled for his chair. Curtis/Tracey laughed and blushed at the compliment. She then reached across the table taking John's hands in hers, "Before anything else happens I need to thank you for how supportive you have been. I would have never been able to make it this far without you. I know I have been avoiding you for the last couple of days, but I needed to really figure things out. I want to be the best Tracey I can be. I want to embrace this life and I can't see myself doing that without you in it in a serious way." She then leaned forward and kissed John hard and strong. John had a silly grin on his face and was dumbstruck. Tracey tapped his menu to bring him back to reality, "Now order something, dinner is on me tonight and I have a special present for you later." John found his voice, "Present?" Tracey gave him a sly look, "I'm not spoiling it now but there is a nice red bow on it and it is something I think we will both enjoy."