Saturday, July 1, 2017

Saturday

Cliff regretted the comment as soon as he made it. He had a long, tiresome day at the office, and he was quite vocal about it. His girlfriend Nancy tried to voice her own complaints about her job. He insisted she couldn’t have it as tough as he did. After all, he worked at a high pressure job on Wall Street; she worked for tips.

He knew Nancy knew magic, but he couldn’t imagine she was even capable of doing something like this. He soon found his head atop her shoulders while hers were on his. She told if that if thought her job was so easy, maybe he should be the one to do it tomorrow.

She made him sleep on the couch. It was uncomfortable, not because of the furniture, but because of the fact he was coping with an unfamiliar body. He found himself getting cold more easily, and the large breasts made rolling from side to side more difficult. He hoped she would reverse the swap before she had to go to work the next day. Instead, she had her outfit ready for him.

He groaned as he slid into the dress -- a frilly German style one that she had to wear at the beer hall where she served. If he was uncomfortable before, it was even worse for Cliff now. His feet were hurting from the heels even before he started working.

Fortunately, despite the fact that it was head on Nancy’s body, everyone else just saw him as her. Unfortunately, this meant he had to deal with customers hitting on him or (at one point) even pinching his rear. After only thirty minutes, he was more than ready to apologize, but he still had seven hours to go on her shift. What a terrible way for him to have to spend his Saturday! He was never going to complain about his own job again!

Friday, June 30, 2017

Neverending Search


“It has to be here somewhere,” Henry mumbled under his breath, “I checked just about every bag she owned yesterday, but I found this one in the back of her closet today. Maybe she stashed it in here.”

Henry was looking for the famed Medallion of Zulu. His wife had tricked tricked him into using it with her to swap their bodies. She refused to switch back with him and even hid the medallion until she was ready to switch back. That was last week, and now Henry was growing quite impatient. It didn’t help that she insisted on him wearing short dresses and tall leather boots while in her body. But she didn’t want him to be comfortable. She wanted him to feel every discomfort of being a woman. Meanwhile, he kept searching for the medallion any time she was out of the house. He turned it upside-down, but always managed to get things back in order before she got home.

While he was convinced she would eventually want to swap back, and that she hid it some place for that occasion, the truth was much different. She had no interest in ever swapping back. She didn’t hide the medallion at all; she simply threw it away.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Emotions


In so many ways, the experience of spending a week on Exchange Island was a total rush for Louis. In other ways, it was continually frustrating. On the one hand, he totally loved the idea of being a woman for a week. It was a such a new, thrilling experience that he couldn’t help but smile if he thought about it for even more than an instant. On the other hand, wearing things like bikinis and short skirts often made him feel so uncomfortable and exposed. It often felt like such a mix of complicated emotions. He’s try to pull up his bikini bottoms to cover up, but there wasn’t much to pull, and they were unable to cover much. While frustrating, at the same time, the experience reminded him of the female body he was currently inhabiting. Was he frustrated? Was he happy? Could it be possible that he was both?

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

I've Got This


“You can trust me, you know?” Javier insisted, “I’m a professional. You hired me to help you lose fifteen pounds, so I come over here for a few hours every few days, swap my head onto your body, do the work, and you lose the weight. You can sit in the other room, watch TV, do whatever. That’s the point. I do the work for you.”

“I know, I know,” Heather muttered, “But this is our first session. I’m worried you might strain a muscle in the wrong way. My body is quite sensitive.”

“Everyone’s is. I get it. But I’m telling you that I know what I’m doing. You’re my third new client this week. I start off slow in order to figure these things out. Trust me, you don’t need to run me through every little thing. Now go and relax. I’ve got this...”

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

No One Believes in Magic Anymore (Part 2)

Click here for Part 1.

Calvin knew he needed to hurry, but he took another minute to look at his reflection. He was feeling such a mix of emotions right now. For one thing, he was happy to have found actual magic in the world -- seeing Miranda’s image looking back at him was proof of that. Of course, he did feel a little silly for imagining Miranda in these revealing clothes. He could’ve pictured her wearing jeans and a t-shirt or pajamas or whatever. Instead he picked...this. He felt confused that the cloak had just disappeared. And he felt panicked that the store would close soon, and he’d be stuck like this for the night. He didn’t wait another minute as he rushed out the door.

He drove downtown by where he swore the shop was, yet instead there only seemed to be a storefront that read “For Rent.” It looked like the owner had been trying to rent it out for years. He thought he might have the wrong street, as he headed down a few turns to no avail.

He took deep breaths. It had taken him years of studying magic to find anything magical. But if he had found magical items once, he could find them again. He was just fretting that he’d have to search while looking like this. He’d have to learn how to be a woman; he’d have to buy an entirely new wardrobe...maybe he should search for that store just a little bit longer. It has to be around here somewhere, right? Unless...it disappeared...like...magic...

Monday, June 26, 2017

No One Believes in Magic Anymore


Calvin studied magic for years, convinced it was more than just parlor tricks. No, he would search for real magic. He tried casting spells or enchanting items to no avail. Just as he was about to give up, he stumbled across an old shop downtown. He hadn’t remembered seeing it before, but something about it felt...different. Inside, he saw all sorts of items he had only read about: orbs that could grant wishes, potions that could allow someone to fly, and so on. He grabbed as much as he could and brought it to the counter before handing the clerk his credit card.

“Sorry, cash only,” The clerk shrugged.

Calvin dug through his pockets and dropped a $20 in front of the register, “What can I get with this?”

The clerk looked through the items Calvin brought up, “This cloak, I guess.”

Calvin grinned. He recognized it from his readings. It was a transformation cloak. You simply covered yourself with it, concentrated on a person, and you would be transformed into them. It wouldn’t have been his first choice, but he figured buying some magic would be better than nothing.

He planned to just run to the ATM to get out as much cash as he could and then return to the store. However, every machine in the area seemed to be down. He had some cash at home. It’d take a little while to get there, but he could rush back and return to the store before closing.

He got back home and grabbed a jar from under his bed. He was about to rush back out when he paused. He had a perfectly good magical cloak here; it would be a shame not to use it right away. He stood in front of a mirror, covered himself with the cloak, and thought about his friend Miranda. When he first started studying magic, she laughed at him so hard. It seemed like an appropriate choice for his first transformation. Sure enough, as he removed the cloak from his head and let it drape down his arms, the reflection staring back at him was now Miranda’s. Calvin wanted to examine more in detail, but he knew he didn’t have the time; he needed to get back to the store. He began to start putting the cloak back over his head in order to transform back, but it was disappearing in his fingers. He was shocked. He had never read anywhere that the transformation cloak was for one use only. Now he needed to get back to that store even quicker!

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Got the Job


After graduating college, Joshua headed straight to the hipster mecca of Brooklyn. After finding an apartment, his next task was to find a job. It didn’t take him long to score an interview by applying for a few things online. He knew he was a little unprepared coming into the office. He had forgotten the name of the company, which meant he couldn’t research them in advance. He got a little more confident when he arrived to meet with the hiring manager. Two other people were there for the interview: A Jewish woman from Jersey wearing an outlandish top with stripes and leopard print and a black man from the Bronx wearing a baseball cap and a gold chain around his neck. With his large hipster glasses and brand new suit, Joshua felt that he was at least a little more appropriately dressed than his competition. They were all waiting for a while, then the door to the hiring manager’s office opened. A bright light shone out; Joshua was knocked to the floor. When the light cleared, Joshua first noticed that he was alone. Then he tried to pick himself up off the floor and noticed heels on his feet. He was wearing the top the Jewish woman had been wearing and he also wore the hat and chains the black man had. He was certainly a woman now and his skin was now brown. He realized he had been merged somehow with the two other people in the room. He still thought of himself as Joshua, but he realized that he had no way to really know how much of his thoughts were really his own. Then the hiring manager finally came out of her office with a smile, “Congratulations; you got the job. Now, let me explain...”