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.

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.

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.

Work Place Accident

Curtis had never been so freaked out in his life. This morning he came to work like any other day, the head electrical engineer at one of the top research labs in the country. His assistant Tracey and their team were setting up some of the new equipment that the "eggheads", as Tracey liked to refer to them, up stairs had designed. It was an experimental bio computer that would revolutionize the transfer of data. What used to take hours would now take minutes and at half the cost. As they were connecting the power supplies a sudden surge took every one by surprise and Curtis and Tracy were sent flying across the room and against the wall knocking them both unconscious. Curtis awoke inside the infirmary his vision was blurry but he instantly knew something was terribly wrong. Besides the soreness he felt in his back and head he didn't have any of the other aches and pains that he had come to be used to as a sixty year old man. Curtis could also tell that, although he had been  fit man, he was certainly now much much lighter. He felt a restriction around his chest and his boxers were far tighter than they had been that morning. It was the emptiness between his legs that caused him to sweat. He jumped out of the gurney he was in and was confronted by a mirror. The image knocked him back to the gurney and he grabbed the rolling table to keep himself from falling to the ground. Curtis wasn't Curtis anymore, he was Tracey!  He and Tracey had taken to each other right away and struck up a friendship. When she had started working for the company she had talked about how far from home she was now and how she missed her family. Curtis and his wife Ellen took Tracey in as their own son had recently left the nest to head off to college. "Oh god," Curtis thought, "If I am in Tracey's body is she in mine?" Curtis's train of thought was broken by a nurse entered the room, "Hi Tracey, I am glad to see you're awake. I know you and Curtis were close so we can arrange to have someone take you to the hospital. He's in pretty bad shape and his wife is asking for you." 

Fighting School Bullying: Punished on Spring Break

Jessica smiled to herself s she walked away in Heather's body. She knew Heather, now in Jessica's body for the next two weeks, was staring daggers at her. Jessica had been heavy her whole life, a glandular problem got the ball rolling and her depression from that led her to eat to make herself feel better. Like a lot of people with weight problems Jessica joked and made fun of herself to slow down the bullies in the world. If they were laughing with her then they wouldn't be laughing at her right? One of the few who felt it necessary to keep making fun of Jessica was Heather. Heather was your typical rich, beautiful spoiled brat. As Jessica's father put it, "she was born on third base and believes she hit a triple." She made sure to belittle Jessica at every opportunity. One day in the hall between classes Jessica heard the familiar taunting voice of her tormentor, "Hey wide load, shouldn't you have some flags and lights on you to warn oncoming traffic? I mean  what size do you even wear?" Jessica wheeled on Heather, her face flush in anger, "Why? do you need to borrow something?" The small crowd around laughed at Jessica's comeback which set off Heather, "You fat cow, I would have to gain 900 pounds to be your size!" Just as Jessica got ready to unleash years of pent up anger at Heather, Mr. Gonzalez the school principal came around the corner, "Heather, Jessica in my office. Now." Both girls quickly shut up and followed Mr. Gonzalez. The girls waited silently while Mr. Gonzalez went in to his office. After about twenty minutes he called them in, "Ladies this school has become part of a growing anti bullying program called "Walk a Mile" I just spoke to both your parents and they have agreed to allow you to take part. You will switch bodies over spring break, this is more of a lesson for you Heather. Your parents are afraid you are becoming, and i quote your mother, 'a horrible little bitch' and feel this will help you learn some empathy for those less fortunate than you." Heather's jaw dropped in shock while a broad smile spread across Jessica's face. Now on the first day Jessica ran in to Heather at the water park, it was mandatory that Heather could not simply hide at home, she greeted her with one of her favorite jibes, "Hey wide load, better check the weight limit on that chair. If you break it you buy it!" Heather burned with embarrassment but said nothing as she watched her beautiful body walk away. It was going to be a long two weeks.

Anonymity

Justin Bieber was having trouble dealing with some of the downsides of his fame. He wanted to be able to go out in public without his fans and the Paparazzi hounding him. He thought that by covering up his face it might throw off the people who followed him everywhere and scoured every aspect of his life. Unfortunately for Justin he wasn't terribly bright and his disguise wasn't as clever as he had hoped it would be. Desperate for help he turned to Selena Gomez. Selena and Justin were not on the best of terms after their messy breakup but Selena seemed eager to help her ex. Justin agreed to follow what ever advice Selena had for him.

Selena had convinced Justin that if he dressed  like a girl he could move around in public. She even promised that if it worked she would help him out with a full female wardrobe so that he could continue the charade. Wearing his new outfit Justin was usually able to spend a good hour out in public before he started to get weird looks and have to retreat. Encouraged by this success Justin put even more faith in Selena's plan and asked her for suggestions to make his disguise more believable. 

The next phase of Selena's plan was the use of breast forms. Because they were both rich they had access to the best most life like forms and make up artists. The forms felt so real and looked so natural on his narrow chest that Justin and Selena were convinced that this would fool any one. Justin was able to spend a whole afternoons at the beach unnoticed hearing nothing more threatening than, "Hey that hot chick looks a lot like Justin Bieber." Sure he was dressed in a revealing bikini and would end up with some odd tan lines but the price was worth it to be out in public with out being bothered. Of course if this disguise was working, adding to it would only make it better!

The addition of the blond wig really completed the illusion. Selena told Justin that with his long blond hair and  the fake figure created by his breast forms, as well as the addition of butt and hip padding ,would take away peoples attention from his face. Selena had also gotten Justin a few vitamins that she had told him would help soften his skin and give him a more convincing appearance. Justin was grateful for all the help that Selena was providing and made sure to listen every night to the special recordings she had downloaded to his ipod to train him to think and move like a girl. Justin was enjoying touring all of the European cities, as Jessica Gretzky, that he had been to before but not been able to truly explore. Sure he got a few looks here and there but they were from men checking out what they thought was a sexy blond woman. Justin wouldn't admit it but he didn't mind those looks and even found himself flirting with his male admirers more often than not. He hadn't noticed that the paparazzi hadn't been looking for him in a while as he hadn't recorded any new music in a year and had dropped out of the public eye. One day after a round of shopping he found Selena waiting for him in the apartment he was using in Milan. "Hey Selena, it is so good to see you! things have been going so well, I feel so free!"

Selena looked sultry as she beckoned Justin to sit next to her. "So Justin, or should I say Jessica, I think it is time for you to complete the final phase of our little experiment." Justin looked at Selena confused but had no time to ask what she meant as out of her cleavage she produced what looked to be a small hypodermic pen which she quickly pressed to his neck. Suddenly Justin lost motor control and darkness fell on him as he passed out.

When Justin woke up his head felt like he was coming out of a long fog. He looked around and saw that he was in his bedroom in Milan. He grabbed his head and found that the hair on top of it was no longer a wig but actually attached to his head naturally! Looking down he was not shocked to see that he was in a woman's camisole and wearing a pair of panties as that had become common attire for him over the past year. he was shocked that he could actually feel the fabric of the top against his nipples, meaning that the breasts on his chest were no longer expensive prosthesis but real! The most uncomfortable feeling of all was the way his thighs now met at his crotch with no resistance. Even when he would gaff himself back to hide his bulge he could never completely close his legs like that with out discomfort. Now it felt completely pain free and he knew that his male genitals were now long gone. In their place was the odd sensation of two lips pressed together tightly. Justin was sure he was in shock as he hadn't yet melted down int hysterics. The door to his room opened and in walked Selena, "I see you are awake now. Congratulations, your final surgeries were a success. You have been recovering nicely and your lack of panic shows that you have really responded to your subliminal training. By the way your plumbing is completely functional. We used your stem cells to clone you a working uterus, ovaries, womb and the whole nine yards. The surgeries to implant them and the subsequent nutrient bath submersions took the longest but on the upside it gave you time to grow out your hair naturally. I hope you don't mind we dyed it blond, you look so cute with your flaxen wig I decided to keep you that way." Justin's head was spinning. He knew he should be outraged but he couldn't find the will to protest his transformation. all he could muster was a weak, "Why?" Selena smiled her beautiful smile as she sat down to be at eye level with her subject, " Well Jessica, I have always been interested in science as well as gender studies. I wanted to prove that we all have the potential to be trained transformed with the right encouragement and willingness. When you came to me for help I knew you were the perfect test. If I could get you to submit to my will and allow me to change you so drastically and completely, to make you no different than a natural born woman, than it would be an astounding breakthrough. Now the scientific community will have to take me seriously. I could even win a Nobel prize! Don't worry though we will blur your face in all the publications we submit, I would hate for you to lose your hard fought anonymity."

Through the Looking Glass

"Hello? Please let me out. I promise I won't tell anyone what you did to me. No one would even recognize me after all the...changes you've made. Please.I just want to see the sun again." The Voice crackled through the speaker, the only voice she had heard since she had been abducted. She had no idea how long she had been captive as night and day had become impossible to distinguish. The only markers of change she had were the times she would fall asleep and then awaken with new augmentations. She counted thirty seven times to get her to her current appearance. The only evidence that she had ever been a man was the tiny flaccid penis and empty scrotum tucked away in her panties and she knew deep in her heart that those would surely go next. She was having trouble thinking properly as the mental conditioning programs she had been undergoing had begun to take root in her brain aided by the mixture of hormones and psychotropic drugs. Once in a while though her old male ego would fight its way to the surface and throw what the Voice called a "tantrum". "You will be allowed outside once you are perfect Karen. Until then please resume your exercise regiment." She smacked the glass with her palm in frustration,"My name is not Karen it's...it's....Paul? Perry? I can't remember my name." That realization sat heavy in her ample chest. "Your name is Karen. Karen is a sweet and kind girl who will make a lovely submissive wife for my son in law. He is still in mourning over my daughters untimely death at the hands of a drunken frat boy who decided it would be a good idea to get behind the wheel with a blood alcohol level of .21. That foolish boy is gone now Karen, he is gone and you are here to take his place and pay his debt. NOW. CONTINUE. YOUR. EXERCISE.REGIMENT!" 

Office Romance: The Bourne Identity part Three

David Webb had managed to avoid his fellow agents and get back to the road. He knew there was a small town about five miles away and was prepared for the long near naked hike he was about to make when a Federal Police Jeep pulled up. David had a plan ready if he was picked up, he was going to feign being in shock in combination with amnesia. "Senorita, Senorita are you ok?" they asked, David maintained a wide eyed look on his face as one of the officers put a jacket over his shoulders and hustled him in to the back of their vehicle. Once he was back in Mexico City he was checked out for physical trauma, acting zoned out while they examined him for rape tested his resolve, and questioned about what had happened to him. He stuck to the classic symptoms of his chosen afflictions, and was greatly relieved when he was given a sedative, which he faked taking, and allowed to sleep. In the morning he had  tearful reunion with his new parents, a wealthy good looking couple in their fifties. The mother spoke first, "Honey we are going to help you and love you whether you remember us or not we will always be here for you." David cracked a warm smile, "can you start with my name?" The parents laughed through their tears and this time it was the fathers turn to speak, "Your name is Jessica, Jessica Bourne." David found himself moved by their emotion, "I don't know if I will remember anything from my past but I know that I am so lucky to have you here to help me with my future." Once back in the U.S. David found out from Diane and Curtis, his new parents, that Jessica was a pre med student who was in Mexico for spring break. David thought it was a bit of karma that he would be going in to medicine given all of the lives he had taken in his career. Given her amnesia "Jessica" would have to retest and see what she did and didn't remember.  David's past provided him with an extensive knowledge of human anatomy. In the end he would have to retake only six classes, which was written off as his short term memory having survived better than his long term. He was quickly enjoying being a sexy popular girl and loved all the pampering that came along with it. Living a life of a college student was so different than the life of a government operative. So far he had dated two girls at his school but he found himself checking out boys more and more often. Tonight was going to be his first date with a man and he was nervously looking forward to it. To calm himself he decided to buy a new dress for the occasion when he caught a glimpse of a black van out of the corner of his eye. He dashed in to the store and scanned the street through the window. He would probably live the rest of his life with an eye over his shoulder but it was a small price to pay for the second chance he had taken.

Office Romance: The Bourne Identity part Two

After breaking free of his bonds the only clothes he could find was a G-string and boots. Slipping them on quickly he knew that his best chance for success was to escape and get to the equipment he had stashed nearby as he doubted he would be winning any hand to hand fights right now. He had left it 400 yards from where he had been hit with the long distance transfer device and was relieved that they had not uncovered it. His orders were to either recover the device or make sure it was destroyed. In his equipment was a global transmitter and a laser targeting device. Once the two were activated it would be mere minutes before a pair of F-22 Raptors would be on the scene to turn the whole installation in to a smoking crater. Once he was sure the GPS was working properly and had lazed the target he moved as quickly as he could to a safe distance. he heard the low hum of the fighters coming in and took cover behind a boulder, watching as the explosions flashed in the night sky. Webb felt satisfaction as the people who were planning to torture him and worse were now very much dead. He rested on the rock for a bit, although his new body was in decent condition it was no where near his old standards, he began to contemplate what had happened to him. He always knew that his death was a possible outcome to his career and had come to terms with that long ago but now he was dead and yet he wasn't. He had now given his life for his country and was alive to tell the tale. In his dark down time between assignments he wondered what his life would have been like if he hadn't joined the army and then joined the top secret special forces group he had spent the last ten years of his life serving. That was David Webb's life though, he wasn't David Webb anymore. He didn't know who he was right now, but this body could be a new beginning for him away from killing and espionage. Soon the area would be surrounded with agents and a CIA satellite would be overhead, he would have to answer a lot of questions. If he stuck around. 

Office Romance: The Bourne Identity

The Defense Department was desperate now to hunt down the group that arranged the theft of the consciousness device. A world wide Dragnet had produced several leads and operatives were dispersed to check them out. Operative David Webb had tracked his lead to the deserts of Mexico. He had found a hidden research center that had no registration or permits on file anywhere and was located in a drug cartel infested area. The area was notorious for kidnappings, Webb figured it would be the perfect place to procure human test subjects without arousing suspicion. He was carefully camouflaged and looking for his best point of ingress when suddenly his vision began to swim and everything went black. When Webb came to his head was pounding and he found that he was being suspended in a standing position with his hands behind his back. The material holding him was thin and pliable but he made sure to give no outward appearance of motion till he could figure out his surroundings. Webb had been trained to sense every part of his body and now the sensations he was feeling told him quickly that he was no longer in his body! His years of mental conditioning were the only thing that kept him from freaking out as he registered the large breasts on his chest, the long hair hanging from his head and the moist void between his legs.  As Webb focused on controlling his pulse he heard voices approaching him, a younger man speaking Hungarian with a French accent was mid sentence, "...have to send the Americans a thank you for providing us with the perfect subject for the long range transfer prototype. Now we can see how tough he is in a co-eds body." An older man responded, "His old body was killed with the girl inside it and is being disposed of in Africa, to throw the pigs off our trail. This leap forward in the technology will change the balance of power in the world!" Webb heard all he needed to hear to focus his resolve to finish his mission. They may have taken away his body but they had left him with his most dangerous weapon, his mind.

Office Romance: Tiffany's Aftermath

The hot Miami Sun felt good on Tiffany's new body. It had taken her months to arrange for a safe hand off of her device to the consortium that had paid her to abandon her life and betray her country in one fantastic act of treason. The human mind could only stand two swaps so Tiffany wanted to make sure that she found the perfect body to steal and live out the rest of her life. When she was young and being dragged from violin classes and skipping grades she always found herself envying the beautiful curvy blonds in the neighborhood. Tiffany watched them wield the power of their beauty and manipulate the men and boys around them while she was stuck studying and working hard. Tiffany's "Tiger Mother" would admonish her for her desires to live like a normal girl, "Normal, Why would you want to be Normal? Normal is boring and a waste. Now study more!" Her consciousness swapping device came from her teen age fantasy of switching lives with one of those girls. She would never actually dream of using it though, until the Consortium approached her. The money they were offering her was spectacular but the freedom to live a life of leisure and get out from under the thumb of all of those, her parents and the government, who ran her life for as long as she could remember was to much to resist. After a few close calls with the FBI and the NSA Tiffany made her way to Miami. The Consortium had found the perfect candidate for Tiffany to switch with. Skyler was a gorgeous blond who used her body to get what ever she wanted, she had been promised ten grand to entertain a man who didn't want to be lonely on his first trip to Miami. She figured it would be an easy payday as most visiting business men were whiners who spent most of their time crying about how they couldn't fuck their wives anymore. Skyler had no idea that instead of playing girlfriend for the week she would end up in Hector's stolen body just long enough to be shot dead. Any guilt Tiffany felt for sentencing Skyler to death went away as she brushed out her beautiful blond hair and nestled her large breasts in to her sexy lingerie. It took two body thefts and a murder to do it but Tiffany was finally free to live the live she always wanted.

Office Romance: Hector's Aftermath

Hector Sanchez slid to the floor and rested against the bed for support. It had been six months since Tiffany Cho swapped bodies with him and ran off with the top secret device that allowed her to do so. Brain wave scans proved that Hector was telling the truth and the government and his employers, National Dynamic, who were contracted by the Defense Department helped him settle in to Tiffany's life. part of his agreement to not be locked up for life was that he could never tell anyone who wasn't read in on his file who he actually was and never contact his family or friends ever again. The cover story for his body's disappearance was that Hector had gone hiking and fallen off a cliff to his death. Hector had worn a tasteful black woman's suit and cried his eyes out at his own memorial service. Co workers tried to comfort "Tiffany", most had heard rumors that Tiffany and Hector were becoming an item, and understood her heart break. In reality an alphabet soup of agencies were hunting for Tiffany in his body all over the world. Hector was starting to outwardly accept his whole new identity but in the back of his mind he fantasized about being reunited with the body he was born with. It was hard to look at the face of the woman who had betrayed him and stolen his life, and he day dreamed of being able to open a jar with out help, to not have to shave his legs and wax his face but what he missed the most was his hard erection when he was aroused instead of the sticky moistness that would flood his crotch when he was near a sexy woman, and lately a handsome man, or even when he touched his own soft flesh. That hope had finally been extinguished by the call he had just gotten from the agent handling the investigation. They had found Hector's body in a hotel in Florida. It had been shot at close range and been dead for about 2 days, there was no sign of the device. Hector was stunned, he really was trapped like this now. Tears of rage welled up in his eyes, "I'm glad you're dead you bitch!" 

(If you want to check out the beginning of the story check it out here: http://bodyswapmeet.blogspot.com/2012/02/office-romance.html) 

Should have Kept it in His Pants

"Lancer", at the sound of that word Steven came out of a deep fog stumbled to his left and slid down to the wall till he hit the floor with a fleshy smack. He looked up to see his wife looking down at him, "Ah Steven dear, how are you feeling? You must be overwhelmed with your wonderful new body. I spared no expense to make you an absolute beauty." Steven was overwhelmed with what he was seeing and feeling, his brain was telling him he had large breasts being held by a lacy bra and his eyes confirmed this, but how could that be when he was a man?? "Carol..how??" he stopped himself at the sound of his soft girly voice. Carol smiled down at the young woman she had shaped her husband in to, "Well Steven, or should I say Stephanie, when I married you the deal was that you would enjoy the comfort of my wealth and in turn I would enjoy your love making abilities exclusively. You decided that you couldn't hold up your end of the bargain and began to stray. My private detective had all the evidence I would need of your cheating to divorce your ass and leave you penniless but when he showed me the pictures of you with my eighteen year old neice, well that demanded a much more powerful response." Steven was running his hands over his new chest and face as Carol continued to speak, "So over the course of the last few months, through surgery, hypnosis and a dash of black magic I turned you in to the kind of girl you loved to fuck, young, sexy, dumb and constantly horny. You'll be working as my personal assistant from now on so I can keep an eye on you and hear about all of the wild sex you are going to be having because once I say the trigger word your mind will revert to that of an air headed bimbo. Don't worry though every once in a while I will bring you out to watch the videos of you getting your brains fucked out. Ah I see that your hands have wandered down to your perfect little vagina. You are probably missing your penis right now but don't worry you will have plenty of penis's down there soon enough. Lancer."

Put on a Smile part Two

It had been almost a year since Felix and his sister Megan had been swapped by their father's experiment. He had failed to get it working again and the two had gradually adjusted to their new lives. Megan had taken to being a man and enjoyed being strong and athletic. Felix initially resisted dressing himself in his sister's sexy wardrobe but his curiosity got the best of him and he found a new power in being sexy and the control over others that it gave him. He began buying stuff that even the original Megan would have found too revealing. Felix was at a pool party looking for his next conquest, he was turned on by the challenge of going after men with girlfriends and stealing them away. The sex was just that much better knowing that the victim of his theft was some where crying and humiliated. Felix spotted his next conquest. He arched his back to thrust out his breasts, licked his lips put on a sultry smile and made his move.

Put on a Smile

"Try to smile Felix, until your Father can fix his transfer machine you're going to have to fulfill your sister Megan's responsibilities and vice versa. That means she will go out with your girlfriend Trisha tonight and you will go to her hostess job at Le' Pearl." Felix shook his head as he walked towards Megan's car, the cool breeze on his bare legs and his feet hurting already from the heels he was wearing, he could see his sister in his body opening the door for Trisha and getting a quick kiss on the lips. "Dad better hurry up and get that thing fixed, I am not spending the rest of my life dressing like this!" 

Anything for Love

Linda was sitting in a booth at her favorite restaurant sipping on her coffee. She was waiting for her friend Steve to join her. Linda had come out as a lesbian about a month ago and Steve had taken it particularly hard as he had a major crush on Linda. At the time Linda had admitted to Steve that had he been a woman she would give Steve a chance in a heart beat. Linda looked out the window wondering where Steve could be when a gorgeous Asian woman sat down with a smile, "Hi, sorry I'm late." Linda looked at the woman puzzled, "um I'm sorry but do I know you?" The Asian woman laughed which caused her generous breasts to bounce hypnotically, "Well I guess I can understand that, the last time we saw each other I had a penis. But you said if I was a woman you would give me a chance, so Boom, here I am!" Linda's jaw dropped, "Steve?? How?" Steve looked at Linda and leaned forward, Linda could smell the scent of apples coming from Steve's hair. "Well I found this web site called body swap meet after you told me I would have a shot with you if I was a woman. I came to the decision that being a man with out you was no way for me to live my life. BSM paired me up with Joan. She is a physics professor but she felt that her body was keeping her from being taken seriously. She felt I had a serious looking face and she never enjoyed her sexy looks anyway so she was happy to trade with me. BSM took care of all our identity transfers so now I am Stephanie, and more importantly I am all yours. What do you say we go back to your place and you teach me all the joys of being a woman?" Linda's hand shot up instantly, "Check please!!"

Always Do Your Own Assignments

"Sorry Ladies but a deal is a deal, you agreed to let us "Have your bodies" for a week if we completed your physics paper for you. Next time you will be more careful when you make a deal like that with a couple of nerdy brainiac's like us. You figured you could use your sex appeal to manipulate a couple of 'loser" guys. Now we get to find out what it's like to have the power of a sexy body and you get to find out what it's like to be a couple of nerdy geeks. Have fun, I know we will!!

Second Chances

Hector Cruz found it hard to adjust to life after his accident and subsequent surgery. As a organ donor he hoped that if something ever happened to him he could give someone else a chance at life. He had no idea that he would be the one getting the second chance. The night his car skidded off the road in the worst rain storm the city had seen in a while was also the night Alli Jones parents had decided to take her off of life support after she had been in a vegetative state for months after hitting her head in the pool and drowning, they had gotten her heart to stop but she hadn't woken up since. Their doctor had come to them at the last minute and proposed a radical procedure, A viable brain donor had just been in a car accident. The victim"s brain could be transplanted in to Alli's body using experimental nano-surgical procedures. She warned them that even if the procedure worked Alli's body would live but the mind would be that of the donor's. Alli's parents decided that having their daughter back in some form was better than burying her. The Procedure had worked but it took Hector a year of both physical and psychological therapy to get used to his new body. He had made peace with Alli's parents and their decision and had gotten his own family to accept that their son was now a hot white woman. Now living under the name Halli Cruz he was even starting to wear more feminine tops and showing off her attributes. Halli still couldn't bring herself to wear skirts and she still found himself standing like a man but he didn't think of herself as two people anymore and that was a good start.

Fighting School Bullying

Dale was ecstatic as he stripped in his borrowed body in the girls locker room. The school he attended had recently become part of a pilot program designed to combat bullying. If student A was judged to be bullying student B then the students would have to switch bodies for a week. The Program was called "Walk a Mile" and had been incredibly successful. Incidents of bullying had gone way down in every school and soon the program would go nationwide. Of course every once in a while a bully would give in to their baser nature. Dale's bully was Megan. Her bullying was a bit different than most, she would sit next to Dale during study hall under the guise of getting help on home work but she would lean close to him, putting her cleavage in his face, subtly pressing her breasts against Dale's arm as her perfume wafted in to his nostrils. Then every day she would whisper in his ear, "You wish you were man enough to touch this body you little nerd." Finally one day Dale had reached his breaking point, armed with his smart phone he recorded a weeks worth of Megan's insults, marched in to the Dean of Discipline's office and hit play. On Monday morning Megan was called in to the office, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach grew as she heard the playback, she made excuses and whined but in the end it was all for naught. While they were waiting to be hooked up to the "Walk a Mile" machine Dale leaned in close to her with a satisfied smile on his face and whispered, "I guess I am man enough to touch your body after all and I'll be touching it all week long."