As I sat on the couch, sipping my wine, I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Amanda lounging shirtless, in my body, looking so comfortable. It had been a couple of days since the switch, and things were starting to feel a bit more normal, or at least as normal as they could be under the circumstances.

"So, how's it feel to be me?" I asked, grinning at her.

Amanda took a long swig of her beer before answering, leaving remnants of it in her beard "Honestly, it's kind of freeing. I mean, I can go anywhere without a shirt, and no one bats an eye. It's like I've been let loose".

I chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, it's been weird having to wear a bra or I get terrible back problems. Although, your body feels so much more flexible and light. It's like I can move in ways I never could before."

We both fell silent for a moment, lost in our own thoughts. This whole experience had been eye-opening, to say the least. Being in each other's bodies had given us a new perspective on ourselves and our relationship.

"You know," I said, breaking the silence, "I've noticed some things about you since we switched."

Amanda raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Well, for starters, I never realized how much you carry yourself with such confidence. And your attention to detail, it's like you see things that I would never even notice."

Amanda smiled, a hint of color rising to her cheeks. "And you, Chris, you're so much more caring and patient than I ever gave you credit for. I guess being in your shoes has made me see things differently."

We continued to list out the perks of being each other, laughing and joking as we did. But then, as we locked eyes, a moment of clarity washed over us both. We didn't want things to go back to the way they were. We wanted to stay like this, to experience life through each other's eyes.

Without another word, we leaned in, our lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss. I felt lust wash over me as I felt his prickly lips rub against my smooth skin. I felt a boner stick out and drizzle with a little pre-cum onto my shorts where my crotch was.

"Let's do it" I said biting my lip.

"But the therapist said... if we do this it becomes permanent" Amanda said.

I brought her in for another kiss and moaned out of how horny I felt. I locked in him for another kiss, and it became a silent agreement as Amanda used my body to have sex. As we finished we locked eyes, unable to believe we had just made it permanent, but it felt correct in every way.

Daddy body swap

Helena woke up slowly, feeling disoriented and heavy, as if she were sinking into her own body. The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, highlighting the newly formed hair on her armpit as she stretched out in an awkward pose with an erection between her legs. It was only when he headed to the bathroom that cruel reality decided to fall on his shoulders. A scream escaped his mouth, but it wasn't his usual voice. Instead, a deep, harsh sound resounded throughout the bathroom. His eyes widened in horror. In front of the mirror was the reflection of a middle-aged man with a goofy and familiar face, his father's face!! Confusion and despair flooded her as she explored her strange new body. She began to move away, from the thick hairs that clashed under her arm to the darkness inside her panties. Now he had an old man belly that came with age. Raising her arms, she felt the rough texture of her hair, a strange and comforting sensation at the same time. It was as if he was rediscovering every inch of his own skin. Her hands slid to his face, noting the sturdiness of his skull and the promise of stubble. Desperate, she paid to have her cell phone searched, but soon realized the futility of her search, she was now at her father's house. She was now in a man's body, trapped in a body that wasn't hers. "I have to fix this" she said with her hand on the stiff erection between her legs.

Season 2

Those College Hormones

Judy had always loved visiting her daughter, Madison, at college. As a proud mother, she would always take the opportunity to give Madison's dorm room a thorough cleaning while she was there. But this time, something unexpected happened during her routine cleaning.

As she was folding Madison's laundry, Judy noticed a pair of boxers mixed in with her daughter's clothes. Confused, she held up the boxers in her hand and examined them. They were definitely not Madison's, but they were in her closet. Suddenly, a strange tingling sensation began to spread throughout her body.

Judy's body began to undergo a transformation that she could not explain. She started to feel slimmer and more muscular, her feet and hands grew larger, and her face began to look younger and more masculine. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the mirror as a 19-year-old boy with short, messy hair and a strong jawline.

The shock of the transformation caused Judy to stumble backwards and she fell onto Madison's bed. As she tried to make sense of what was happening, her mind was suddenly wiped clean. She had no recollection of being Judy, only vague memories of being a young man named Cory.

Confused and disoriented, Cory quickly got dressed in his new body and left the dorm room. He had no idea where he was or who he was, but he was driven by the strong, primal urges of a young college guy.

Lisa was confused. She wanted to be Nate’s girlfriend, not to be Nate. She didn’t understand when the spell went wrong. However, feeling her new body, she was certain that she will enjoy the experience.

Intoxicated by reading this! One of my new favs @bodyswapper

I woke up feeling incredibly groggy. I did not remember even falling asleep, but I was happy to see my office surrounding me. I noticed someone was sitting across from me, and once my vision cleared I realized it was my own body staring at me.

"Ah good, Mr. Loran, you're finally awake" my former body said nonchalantly. The imposter smiled, and brushed off his suit jacket.

"Huh?" is all I managed to say. I immediately noticed how wrong that felt coming out of my mouth, as it was much higher than seconds before. "Why are you... me?" I said. I looked down and noticed that my body was completely different. Just seconds ago, I one of the senior director of finance at my company, but now I was trapped inside the body of my female secretary.

My former self laughed, fixing his glases and letting his smirk grow even larger. "Well, Mr. Loran, or should I say, Jennifer" He paused for dramatic effect, watching me squirm in my seat unsure of how to feel in this new feminine body.

"You are an absolute jerk, and treat everyone else as lesser, especially women. So I reported you to an agency anonymously, and in an attempt to fix your behavior, they caused this to happen. They said that you have received multiple complaints about your behavior and treatment, so when I submitted my complaint they offered a more drastic solution" explained my former secretary using my condescending voice.

"But this can't be real, I must be dreaming" I said panicking. My former body laughed.

"Well, this is the new reality" he said, with great smugness in his inflection. I watched as the imposter walked over to the mirror.

"I sort of feel bad reporting you. Now that I am you, I understand why you treat everyone the way you do. The way you carry yourself is... intoxicating" said the secretary wearing my body. He took a deep inhale, and exhale before saying intoxicating. "Now, back to work with you, I need to adjust to this role a little better" the imposter continued, beginning to unbutton the suit.

I began to sit up, before I heard the imposter speak again. "Oh, and one more thing... if you tell anyone, the agency said they will make the swap permanent, and you'll never get back to this. Go ahead an clear my calendar for me, I won't be able to make my afternoon meetings" he continued to explain. I was mortified, but I couldn't help but feel a weird lust for seeing myself like that.

This was the last thing that I expected to happen. I was at the gym doing my normal workout routine, when I walked down the hallway to go to the bathroom. I felt light-headed but assumed that it was due to my workout. I was holding my head, when I suddenly collided into a man who was also walking down the hallway.

We both fell to the floor and I groaned from the pain. I rolled over and realized that something was completely wrong. My breasts were completely missing, they weren't large before hand but now they were replaced with a flat, muscular chest cupped in my hands. I turned over my hands and noticed how hairy my body looked, and how masculine my features had become. I quickly stood up and ran into the men's locker room, leaving my old body in the hallway. I stumbled my way into the locker room, not used to my new body. It was big and hairy. I was walking very wide trying to adjust to a very large cock between my legs where my crotch should be.

"What in the fuck??" I said in a panic as I looked down at myself, in a voice that was again all too familiar. I removed my pants and placed them down on a random bench and walked over to the mirror. I was shocked as I saw my small feminine features be replaced by a broad set of shoulders, firm muscles, tattoo's and a beard. I felt weird as I posed, unsure what to do in this body. I looked awkward at first but as I smelled the energy flowing out of me post-workout, I felt more comfortable. I took a couple of pictures feeling more and more confident in my tall new body.

Sister

My morning was horrible in so many ways… how else could I feel after waking up inside my little sis body. The worst was when I confronted her and she revealed that she has no plans on going back. I asked her why she was doing this and the only thing that she did was smile, flex my muscles and told me that with time I will learn to enjoy my new reality. This is so fuck up… I need to find a way to stop her, I need to find a way to reverse this. 

"What a fucking workout" my girlfriend said inhabiting my body. I watched his muscles flex as he opened the fridge and pulled out the large gallon of milk we had. I watched as he looked at the gallon, unscrewed it and began drinking.

"Really babe?" I said annoyed in my girlfriends voice.

"Ugh, sorry" he stopped sipping. "You just have this hunger and thirst inside you I couldn't resist" he continued. It's so annoying watching my girlfriend completely take advantage of my body like that. Was I really like that before we swapped? We went to couple's counseling the therapist swapped our bodies and said that we are stuck like this til we understand each other fully. At first we had so much fun, but now I'm getting annoyed that she is in my body. I was supposed to be on a cut right now, but she wanted to bulk up and has taken over.

"You're also horny like 24/7 I had no idea all those times I said I didn't feel like it that you were bricked up like this" she continued saying grabbing my cock and pulling it outside of the gym shorts. "What do you say, wanna hit the bedroom?" she said with lust in her eyes.

"Not right now babe, I have a headache" I said, realizing how much I sounded like my girlfriend.

"No matter, I can take care of it" she said, walking away already moaning from jerking off. We had to understand each other soon case I wanted my body back.

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Part B, Customer Swap Stories #1

It’s been three days since my little mishap using STE, and the adjustment hasn’t been easy. My friend wasn’t exactly thrilled that her maid of honor had become her best man, but she eventually came around and was just happy that I could make the wedding. However, things have been awkward since the swap as we had a lot of activities planned for just the bridal party, which was now the bride, 4 other woman and me the black sheep of the group. It started with the pool day we had planned where the bride had bought us all matching bikinis to wear. However, that proved to be useless for me as the body I was currently inhabiting didn’t exactly required it, so I just went with one of the bathing suits that I found in my new bodies home.

Then she had planned a spa day where we were all going to get manicures and pedicures to be ready for the wedding in which she bought us all matching sweat suit sets. While my didn’t fit as expected, I still wanted to fit in with the rest of the group so I put it on anyway. It was actually pretty funny to see my new body wearing an outfit that wasn’t intended for it.

Finally the bride and groom had planned a giant beach day with everyone invited to the wedding so that we could spend some time together just relaxing before the craziness that the wedding tomorrow would bring. I felt awkward going to the beach with everyone as they were expecting to see Victoria, the maid of honor, not victor as we had decided to dub myself while in this body. However, it turns out that grooms sister also used STE to attending the wedding and was also swapped into a male body by her own choice. Turns out she had used STE before on a family vacation and was curious what it was like to be a man, and now anytime she uses STE she chooses to be swapped with a man because she likes how strong and confident it makes her feel. We spent pretty much the whole day together talking about our experiences so far on this vacation, and it was just nice to have someone to relate to on this vacation.

Now all that’s left is to get through the wedding tomorrow and then it’ll be just one more day of being stuck in this body before heading back to swap bank and getting back to my female body.

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Part A, Customer Swap Stories #1

When my best friend Jessica’s boyfriend finally proposed to her, I was so excited because that finally meant we would be able to live out the dreams we’ve had about being the maid of honor in each others weddings! However, that soon began to fall apart when Jessica announced that it was going to be a destination wedding in Italy. I was heartbroken because I wanted to be there for my best friend, but financially couldn’t afford to be there. That was until one of the other bridesmaids suggested I use Swap Tech Enterprise’s (STE) vacation swaps. For a small fee, STE would swap your body with someone who lives in the location you are looking to go too and vice versa. After doing some research, it wasn’t a bad deal so I decided to move forward with it. I filled out the quick form provided on their website and paid my 100 dollar deposit, and from there I received an email with all I needed to know, including the date and time I needed to head down to my cities local STE Swap Bank. After months of anticipation, the day had come and it was time to become someone else for the week. As I entered the Swap Bank, the front desk attendant checked me and brought me to the swap room to get ready for the swap. As I sat on the bed waiting for the swap to happen, the swap technician explained how the process worked as they hooked me up to the helmet that would connect me to my swap partner. Finally it was time for the swap to happen and the swap tech began the count down from 10, instructing me to relax. As the tech counted down, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and I was nervous about becoming another person for a week, especially since I purchased the cheapest swap package that only allowed for me to pick the gender and age of the body I was going to be in, not the body itself. All these thoughts were running through my head when suddenly everything went black. Moments later, I began to regain consciousness.

Opening my eyes, I could see I wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants.

I also noticed that my feet were much larger than that of a 27 year old woman. On top of that, I noticed I no longer had breasts. “What the fuck is going on?” I said quickly covering my mouth because of the deep baritone voice that came out of me. That’s when it clicked, I hadn’t been swapped with another woman, but a man instead.

Turns out that when filling out the form, I accidentally clicked the male option instead of the female option as my preferred gender type. I explained the mistake to the swap tech at the Italian Swap Bank I was now and asked if it was possible to get swapped with a female body, but they informed me that they can’t authorized a swap from a body that isn’t my own to prevent having too many cross swapped customers. Looks like I’m going to spending the week and celebrating my best friend’s wedding as the best man rather than the maid of honor. Hopefully she understands the mixup.

It was New Year's Eve, and Megan found herself once again listening to her husband, Mark, listing off his well-intentioned resolutions for the coming year. The recurring theme? Shedding those extra pounds that had become a fixture of his physique over the past few years.

As Mark passionately described his plans to hit the gym regularly, cut back on sweets, and adopt a healthier lifestyle, Megan couldn't help but roll her eyes. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate his commitment to self-improvement, but this routine had become all too familiar, and the results were never as impressive as his enthusiasm.

Megan, on the other hand, had always been more accepting of her own body. She loved Mark for who he was, extra weight and all. However, as the clock ticked closer to midnight, a mischievous idea crossed her mind. What if she could help him follow through on his resolutions this time?

In the midst of the New Year's Eve celebration, Megan discovered an old book tucked away in the attic. It claimed to contain a spell that could switch two people's bodies. Skeptical but intrigued, Megan decided to give it a try. She read the incantation aloud, holding hands with Mark as the clock struck midnight.

In an instant, a wave of energy enveloped them, and when it cleared, Megan found herself standing in Mark's larger, hairier body. Looking down at herself—or rather, him—she marveled at the newfound strength and the sizable beer belly that now protruded from her borrowed torso.

''Oh God what happended? We switched bodies!'' We screamed at eachother.

Megan ran to bathroom and stood in front of the mirror in the dimly lit room, her eyes fixed on the reflection or rather her husband's reflection staring back at him. The soft glow highlighted the contours of his borrowed body—the broader shoulders, the muscular arms, and the prominent, hairy belly.

Can't help it—I give it a little squeeze. "Whoa, that feels kinda nice," I blurt out.

So, I'm standing in front of the mirror, checking out this whole new me after that wild body swap. And you know what? I'm kinda digging it.

''Woah this is so weird''. I say with my husband's lower voice.

My belly's got this softness to it that's, like, hella cozy. I give it a little squeeze, and it's like, "Hey, this is me, and I'm cool with it."

What really surprises me is this newfound fuzziness. Like, I've got this chest hair situation going on, and I can't help but run my fingers through it. It's like a mini celebration of ruggedness, and I'm surprisingly into it.

''My gay friends always told me you were a bear honey'.''

I never thought I'd say this, but this chubbier, hairier version of me is growing on me. Literally. It's not about fitting into some mold or ticking off resolutions. Nah, it's about embracing the unique quirks that make me, well, me.

As I'm standing here, grinning at my reflection, I realize there's a whole charm to this body. The softness, the curves, the extra fuzz—it's like a signature, my own personal stamp of awesome. And you know what? I'm totally here for it. Who would've thought that a bit of chub and a dash of chest hair could make me feel this good about myself? Life's funny that way, I guess.

"Honey, got a new New Year's resolution for 2024," I chuckle. "I'm going for the perfect dad bod, and I'm thinking I'll nail it. What do you reckon?"

'' Now let's get a beer to celebrate my new beer belly!''

"Well, well, look at that," I said to my new reflection.

A nice, comfy body to celebrate the last day of the year. This guy is named Jackson; I found him at a cafe near the highway. We talked a little bit, and it turns out he didn't do much on New Year's Eve.

So he was perfect for me. When he walked to his truck, I forced myself into the big guy. He groaned as I took over his body. After that, I stepped into his truck and booked myself a room at a motel nearby.

"Hairy man you are, Jackson, hairy man you are," I kept scratching my new hairy moobs.

Man, this guy is one of the chubbier and definitely hairier guys whose bodies I have taken this year. But damn, it feels nice.

I think I will skip the fireworks this year and dive right into bed, sleeping inside this teddy bear. So I feel rested and fresh when I explore this fresh body further in the new year!

Wishing you the best in 2024!

Amazing story from the beginning till the end!

Together Forever

As Ryan Sullivan entered his bathroom to have one last look at himself before heading out to a local beach, the 18-year-old and recent high school graduate couldn’t resist smirking upon seeing his own reflection. Standing there in just a pair of swim shorts, the man’s well-defined physique was on full display. Surely with a bod like this, every chick is gonna want their hands all over me, he thought to himself.

Upon pulling his phone from his shorts to take some photos of his progress, the man found a brand new text message from his ex-girlfriend Becca waiting for him. “Hey, I’m outside your house. Please talk to me, I’ll be quick I promise,” the message said, which immediately caused Ryan to chuckle and roll his eyes at the girl’s desperation.

Just over a week ago, Ryan spent an entire night smoking weed with his best friends and thinking about his future. Given the fact that he was just a few months away from moving to the opposite side of the country to go play soccer at a major university, it seemed as though Ryan was being offered the opportunity to get a completely fresh start to his life. No longer would he be an athlete living in a small-town with nothing exciting occurring and practically no attractive women around him. Once he made the move to California, he would be a total hunk living in a big city that would surely keep life interesting (especially with a sudden influx of aspiring models eager to get with him). As such, he quickly realized that being tied down to some high school relationship was a waste of time and a piss-poor decision for his sex life given the long distance that they would have to adapt to. So in his impaired state, Ryan stumbled through his words before eventually sending off a to-the-point and brutal text that broke up his 5-year-long relationship with Becca without a hint of remorse.

For several days since sending that text, Ryan found his phone constantly blowing up with texts and DMs from the shunned woman who begged to have a civil conversation so she could gain closure and they could terminate the relationship like the adults they were on their way to becoming. Although she continually stated that she thought that they would “be together forever”, she wasn’t furious and remained quite level-headed throughout the various messages she sent. But the hunk refused to ever respond to the girl’s messages, instead taking screenshots of the messages and sending them off to his friends while framing the messages as a display of how desperate and pathetic she was. Of course, Ryan’s friends weren’t respectful of the couple’s privacy in the slightest, so they continued to pass along the messages to others until practically everyone in their graduating class knew about the breakup and Becca’s pleas.

In the fallout of the breakup, it wasn’t shocking to discover that drastically different mindsets were formed for each individual involved. While Becca continued to be ridiculed by the jocks and other popular kids that they knew, Ryan was being put on a pedestal as if he had done something noble by breaking them up. The jocks were obviously quite supportive of the breakup, informing Ryan of how “lame” and “awkward” they always thought Becca was while also offering to help be his wingmen to get him laid as soon as possible. In the most puzzling tidbit of all though, it seemed as though many women were on Ryan’s side as well as they reached out to send their regards towards the breakup while also throwing their hat in the ring to be a potential rebound for the man. Throughout the entire experience though, Ryan felt no shame for his actions and didn’t even have a single lingering thought about how Becca was handling everything.

As Ryan rolled his eyes once again upon re-reading the latest message from Becca, the man quickly typed out “fine, make it quick bc i’m heading to the beach” and headed down to the front door. Upon opening it, Ryan took a moment to stare at the girl. Although Becca was quite attractive in her form-fitting crop top that showed off her taut stomach and sizable breasts, the clear sight of runny mascara due to the girl’s crying immediately killed any remaining attraction he felt for the girl. In Ryan’s eyes, signs of weakness in women was the ultimate boner killer for him, so as he moved to the side and allowed the brunette to make her way into the house, he couldn’t help but physically cringe at her as he heard a slight sniffle emerge from her mouth.

Upon shutting the door and turning to face the girl, Ryan immediately crossed his arms as he observed his ex. “So, what do you want to talk about,” he said, his voice completely lacking in any emotion.

As Becca stood there with her head narrowed downwards, the girl’s shaky voice finally began to speak. “I- I’m sorry for this Ryan, I just want to be with you for the rest of my life,” she began, immediately rushing up to the man and trying to grip him.

Despite how off-put he was by Becca’s statement, the man’s stone-faced expression finally began to soften as he felt the woman’s dainty arms reaching around his back. The physical sensation instantly reminded the man of the good times that they had throughout their many years together, especially when it came to the incredible sex that the two of them had. Immediately, the wheels in his head began turning as the concept of passionate makeup sex popped into his head. Thinking that he might be able to continue having some kinky sex with the girl under the guise of getting back together (he was still planning on going to California completely single), the man finally unfolded his arms.

As he moved the meaty limbs around the woman’s dainty frame and tightly squeezed her though, there was the sudden feeling of heat that spread through both of their bodies. Not only that, but as Ryan continued to hold her with his eyes closed, the sensation of pressure against his torso was quite apparent. So to find some answers about what was going on, the man opened his eyes and looked down at his torso. To his complete horror though, a large section of Becca’s body had somehow sunken into his body! Screaming in horror, he tried his best to try and flee, but found that his movements only brought along the female who was still tightly clinging around his muscular frame.

“Becca, get the fuck off of me,” Ryan cried aloud, trying his best to pull the woman’s arms away from around him but finding that the arms were unable to be pulled apart. As he attempted to thrash and escape the horrific entanglement he was a part of, the man soon found himself unable to move as a tightness was suddenly forming in the circle of limbs and body that wrapped around him. In one sudden tug, every inch of the woman’s body was quickly enveloped into Ryan’s body.

For a moment, everything suddenly went black for Ryan. But after a few seconds, Ryan’s vision was quickly regained and the man began to ponder whether he was having some gnarly after-effects from the weed that he had smoked the night prior. Eager to head to the beach and escape the twisted experience he had just fantasized about, the man quickly tried to fish his car keys out of his pocket and begin his journey. But although he could see the living room foyer he was in, it seemed as though the man had somehow lost the ability to move given the fact that his arms refused to reach towards his pockets. What the fuck is going on? Am I tripping somehow, he asked himself, trying to find some semblance of rationale behind what was occurring to him. But quickly, it became clear that something impossible was happening as his mouth and body began to move on its own accord…

* * * * *

“Hehe yes! It really worked!” his body exclaimed, taking a moment to tilt his head downwards and see the gorgeous shirtless torso staring back at him. To Ryan’s shock and disgust, he could watch and feel as his masculine and callused hands began to graze along every inch of his muscular build. As his body was continuously felt up and his muscles were flexed, the body invader couldn’t resist girlishly giggling as both them and Ryan picked up on the sudden rise of the man’s prominent manhood. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Ryan! This is my first time becoming a guy so bear with me,” the voice said with a chuckle, immediately causing the man to realize that Becca was now the one in complete control of his body!

No matter how hard he screamed and begged, Ryan was unable to get his ex’s attention as she eagerly flexed his muscles and tested out her brand new voice.

“Lemme guess Ryan, you’re currently freaking out and begging what’s happening to you right?” she inquired, taking not even a second-long pause before continuing to speak. “Well to put it simply Ryan, you were a goddamn prick that needed to be taught a lesson. Not only did you reject me for no reason, but you spread my messages around and now everyone in town thinks I’m some desperate and pathetic loser! Like, that’s so fucked up of you babe!” she exclaimed, a clear hint of anger in her gruff voice that immediately made Ryan realize the error of his ways. “Luckily for me, I have a friend who’s a witch that offered to help me get some revenge on my heartless dick of a boyfriend. After she cast the spell on me, I was given the ability of possession upon making physical contact with you. All I had to do was squeeze my way in and now I’m suddenly Ryan Sullivan!”

“Don’t worry though babe, we’re gonna be a great team together. With my brains as the class valedictorian and your brawn, we’ll be unstoppable in college,” she continued, beginning to walk down the hallway of the Sullivan residence. Before long, she finally entered Ryan’s bathroom and Ryan was thus treated to the terrifying sight of his reflection moving and speaking without his control. “While we’re going to be a great team, I can’t deny that we’re going to need to make some changes to your life Ryan. You see, while my friend was able to give me your body and other things such as important memories and your innate athletic skill, she was unable to pass along your sexuality and personality to help make me perfectly inhabit your life. So, I hate to say it babe, but I think you’re going to be coming out as a gay man soon. It works out great though that we’ll be heading out to college in a few months though, especially since that means I can be myself and not have to be this angsty and toxic version of Ryan all of the time.”

Upon understanding that Becca was going to completely demolish his life and the image that he had created for himself as this dominant and extremely cocky hunk, the man couldn’t help but scream into the darkest depths of his mind. To him, this was a nightmare come to life! To make matters even worse, it seemed as though there was no way of ever regaining control of his body as Becca made a passing remark while flexing about how the possession was permanent.

For Becca though, the concept of becoming Ryan Sullivan was a dream come true. Although there would surely be a hard learning curve in terms of adapting to having a cock and the near-constant boners she would surely be sporting for the foreseeable future, it was an upgrade in every other way. The Sullivan family was incredibly wealthy, so she would never have to worry about having to work hard in college. Instead, she’ll have all of the free time in college to explore her new body and build more muscle as she turns herself into the hottest gay man on campus. Although it would surely be nice to find a nice and respectful man to spend the rest of her life with, Becca couldn’t deny how happy she was to still have Ryan in her life. In more ways than one, they would now truly be together forever!

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Serves Jake right!

Signing up for this gym was the best idea. I was into powerlifting, but was annoyed with having to switch up the weights from all my male counterparts. Eventually, one of the gym manager's proposed an idea to me and I couldn't help but jump at the opportunity. There was this one guy, Jake, who everyone disliked. He had such a cocky personality he made it difficult to work with. So, the gym manager ended up switching out bodies. He's stuck living as the women he used to degrade and I'm left with all of this. I've been lifting more than I ever thought possible, and I love the power and authority that I feel in my masculine frame. I'm loving how tight I feel in this body, how the buzzed hair looks on my face, and the beard I now maintain. Hope that teaches Jake his lesson, cause I'm never going back.

"I'm starting to think swapping wasn't worth it" I said calling my friend Syndey on the way to work. She was in her boyfriend's body Jake.

"What do you mean! I'm loving feeling this large and muscular, plus it's fun slinging Jake's dick around, I kind of understand why he was always wanting to have sex, I keep having to slip away and jerk off" Sydney said, but it was weird hearing such as masculine man say this.

All my girlfriends recently found a body swap spell, so we decided to use it on all our boyfriends. It was so much fun at first as we got to pretend to be these bro's as all our boyfriends freaked out being in our bodies. It was fun wearing my boyfriend around, but I was tired of his stressful job. Sydney was right though, I can't let myself get down about certain things. It was fun wearing my boyfriend, he had an amazing beard, and a great body. I peeked at the rearview mirror and realized that I loved seeing these masculine features staring back at me. My dick began to grow firm, I was definitely going to have to take care of him before getting to my desk.

"You're right Synd-I mean Jake. I shouldn't be taking all this for granted" I responded scratching my beard.

"Of course anytime bro- oh shit I have to go Jake just walked in topless" my friend replied before hanging up.