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Sunday, January 31, 2016

First Day Back

Going back to school was going to be weird. It had been a few weeks since the Great Shift had swapped the bodies of everyone in the world, and Jeremy had only heard rumors about the bodies many of his friends were now in. Of course, Jeremy was in a rather unique situation himself; he swapped with a university student at the nearby college. He wondered if he was going to be older than most of his classmates. Many of them probably just swapped with others in his high school class. Though he had heard about one of his friends swapped with the 60-year-old librarian and another one with a second grader. Yeah, it was going to be a weird first day back, that’s for sure.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Back to Normal

Maybe the weirdest thing about the Great Shift was how quickly things got back to normal; at least that’s how it seemed to Jason. It had only been a week since the Shift, and he was already going back to work. He expected the City to be in chaos, but the subway seemed as crowded as usual; the place where he grabbed his coffee was as busy as ever; and people were out on the streets. Heck, if he didn’t know better, he’d swear he was the only one who swapped bodies as a result of the Shift.

Of course, he realized probably anyone looking at him would feel the same way. They’d probably just assume he was a normal woman on her way to work. He laughed to himself as he thought about that; he was a woman now! How crazy is that?

He was pretty thankful that he could get away with wearing jeans to his office. His job had always pretty much let people wear whatever they wanted. He couldn’t imagine if he worked in a place where women had to wear heels and skirts; he just wasn’t ready to wear stuff like that! Not in public anyway. Right after the Shift, he tried a few times at home. He had felt a little silly. He wondered how women did that. His wife had tried to talk him into it, but he said ‘no way.’

The one thing she did talk him into was a little bit of makeup. She did let him borrow clothes that actually fit his new body, so he guessed he could do a little of what she asked.

His thoughts came to a grinding halt as he stood outside the glass doors of his office. He took a deep breath, ready to restart his normal routine again.

Friday, January 29, 2016

Work, Work, Work

On the third night of his vacation, Paul had decided to explore the nightlife of the southeast Asian city. He tried to hit on a few women by buying them a drink, but they all either didn’t speak english or pretended to not be able. He was just about to call it a night when a woman approached him. She spoke english, but with a thick accent. He could still communicate well enough, and they danced and drunk for hours. He brought her back to his hotel room, but he wasn’t able to remember much after that; he certainly didn’t remember the odd medallion she had shown him.

He awoke only two hours later to a blaring alarm. The room around him was small, neglected, and in need of repair. He looked in the mirror and saw the reflection of the woman from last night. She looked much more plain without the thick makeup and clubbing clothes she had worn the night before. At first, he thought she must be standing near him until he realized the reflection was his own; somehow, he had swapped bodies with her. Then there was the note by the mirror.

It explained how she had stolen his body and his life. It explained all about the body swapping powers of the medallion. The note continued explaining the life that was now Paul’s. Her name was Anh Li. She worked 14 hours each day in a factory assembling electronics. Yesterday was one of only two days off each year that she gets off. Paul looked at the clock, knowing he’d have to get to Anh’s job, but he noted before he left for the day that she had left the medallion for him. As he worked her excruciating long day, he didn’t even have time to think about the fact that he was in the wrong body; he just thought about how bad the work was, how much he missed his vacation, and how he could use that medallion to escape this.

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Mom (Part 2)

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It was weird enough that Alan had swapped bodies with his mom, he couldn’t believe it could get any weirder...then, of course, it did. All he wanted to do was get dressed and go outside for some fresh air; maybe he’d drive to his own house to ask his mom, who was now in his body, some questions. But when he put on a shirt, he could help but brush up against one of his breasts. He didn’t want to think of his mom as a sexual being in the slightest, but he had to admit that it felt good. It wasn’t long before he was back on his back and feeling himself up. Distracted, Alan hadn’t heard his father come in. He hated to admit this as well, but his dad was a bit of a brutish man. Coming home and seeing his wife in such a position was going to put him in the mood, and he wasn’t going to take any excuse in the world as a ‘no.’ Yes, this was about to get a whole lot weirder.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016


When Alan awoke, the first thing he noticed was the taste of lipstick on his lips. At first he wondered how much he had drunk the night before and who he had ended up making out with. However, he soon realized he hadn’t kissed anyone the night before; it was he who was wearing the lipstick for some reason. And as some long hair fell onto his shoulders as he sat up, the full horror of what had happened to him began to sink in; he had swapped bodies with his own mother! Instead of being a 25 year old guy, he was now a 45 year old woman! He had to consider that maybe she was responsible. She had dropped out of college and married his father after she became pregnant with him. It had been a tough life of scrimping and saving until he finally went away to college. Alan had become successful almost immediately. Sure, he didn’t call his mom enough, but he always sent her plenty of cash. Plus, she loved him. She couldn’t possibly do this to him; she couldn’t possibly be jealous enough to steal his life from him, right?

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Witch (Part 3)

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After he collected the berries and began to walk back, Robert felt a sudden chill. The shock caused him to drop the berries. He had picked the tree clean, so his only hope was to collect what he had dropped. As he looked down to the ground for the fallen berries, he couldn’t help but admire Michelle’s body.

“I can see why she wears these heels,” He thought, “They make her legs look good...No, they make MY legs look good.”

He smirked a little thinking about it. He was suddenly feeling a strange sense of pride about this body. When he crushed one of the berries beneath his heel by accident, he smirked again. He crushed another one; this time on purpose. He was starting to think that he liked this body; he liked feeling sexy. He was about to crush another berry, but he paused. Maybe this was one of the reasons his girlfriend had warned him about there not being enough time. Maybe it was all part of the spell. Maybe the longer he spent in Michelle’s body, the more he would like it. Would that be such a bad thing? After all, he had only just started enjoying this body, and he was already loving it. How much would he love it if he had it for a few hours? Or a month? Or forever?

Just before crushing another berry, he paused. Just because he liked it, did that mean he wanted to eliminate even the slightest possibility of being able to swap back. He should probably save at least one...just in case...

Monday, January 25, 2016

Witch (Part 2)

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It was about time. Robert finally made it to the berries. It had been such a pain walking there while wearing Michelle’s heels, but his girlfriend had insisted that he didn’t have time to change them. Robert questioned that wisdom. He could’ve walked the distance he had in half the time if he had only had worn more reasonable shoes. He couldn’t imagine it would’ve taken him longer to change these damned things. And the shorts and top Michelle was wearing weren’t much better, but after the argument with Angela about the shoes, he decided not to even start an argument about the rest of this outfit. He just had to keep reminding himself that anyone who saw him wouldn’t be seeing him; they’d be seeing Michelle. He grabbed a few of the small berries from the flowering tree. There weren’t many on here; plus, it’s not like he had much room to carry too many anyway. Fortunately, not many were needed for the magic spell.

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Witch (Part 1)

Sometimes having a girlfriend who is also a witch is pretty cool; other times, not so much. Robert had wished Angela had prepared better before casting her latest, a body swap spell. Robert was sure she did something wrong when he found himself next door inside the body of their neighbor, Michelle. Robert felt very uncomfortable, especially given how she often dressed in very revealing clothing. He rushed back to his own home to find Angela standing over his unconscious body. She explained she cast another spell to subdue Michelle, but she was out of ingredients to cast another body swap spell. Robert groaned. He knew what she was asking of him. Angela gave him instructions to find the berries that she needed. Robert couldn’t believe he was going to go out like this. But he took the car to the park, got out and made his way down the path where he could find the berries. Walking in heels was no easy feat, but it seemed to get easier the more he did it.

Saturday, January 23, 2016


Mischa had given Gerald a small paper cup containing a thick brown liquid. He looked at it, knowing that it contained the potion that would swap them both back to their rightful bodies. He looked at it, and swirled it around in the cup. He watched as Mischa downed the portion she had set aside in her own cup. He gave another look at the liquid, and then another look back to Mischa, who was staring at him. He lifted the cup, but missed his mouth intentionally, letting the liquid poor down the front of his body. He didn’t want to give this body up. It was pretty obvious that he was intentionally missing his mouth, but he didn’t care. With no more potion, there’s be no way to swap back, and he’d have Mischa’s body forever. He could see his former eyes fill with rage as the liquid poured down his body onto the floor.

Friday, January 22, 2016

Getting a Kick Out of It

Before the Great Shift, Eric had been the star of the university’s soccer team. He wasn’t going to let the fact that he had a new body now stop him from anything. A mere hour after being swapped, he was back on the field practicing. The hardest part to adjust for was the fact that he was now so much shorter, especially his legs. He needed to reevaluate where he needed to kick just to make contact with the ball. He was sure that he could get the hang of it again; all he needed was more practice. He also knew that in the future, he’d have to do something about what he wore. He had rushed over to the field, so he hadn’t even bothered to change, but he could certainly tell that a skirt was not the right thing to wear for any sort of physical activity, and he’d also require a sports bra to deal with the way his chest would jiggle as he ran.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Looking on the Bright Side

“Can’t you at least TRY to have some fun?” Elana pleaded with her husband as she grabbed his hand and dragged him along the beach of Exchange Island, “I know you didn’t expect to end up in a woman’s body on our trip here, but you have to admit that you knew it was a possibility. Maybe after our vacation is over, you’ll have a better appreciation of me and women in general. Besides, you’ve at least got to confess that body you ended up with is incredibly cute. Heck, we both lucked out. I don’t mind being in a thinner body for this trip one bit.”

Rick began to smile. Maybe his wife was right. Maybe spending some time in a woman’s body wouldn’t be all that bad. He just had to look on the bright side of things.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

All About that Booty

As if switching bodies with Carol last week wasn’t weird enough. Now, he swore that his butt was getting bigger by the day. It didn’t seem to matter how much he exercised or how well he ate. When he first noticed it, he thought it was his imagination. However, when the tight jeans he slipped into easily at the beginning of the week could no longer fit over it, he knew it wasn’t just in his mind. Luckily, Carol ha an ample supply of stretchy yoga pants that still fit. Still, he hoped that it didn’t get much worse.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Flight (Part 4)

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When Chris awoke the next day, he heard a noise that got him excited. He jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and went to the window. He couldn’t believe it; there was a plane taking off. Thank goodness! He knew it would be a while before all the flight routes could be sorted out again, especially with a smaller fleet. And, of course, they would have to make plans to sort out where everyone was going. But planes flying again was still a good sign that he’d be out of here very soon. He’d be able to go home and sort out his new life with this body. He could go out and buy some new clothes and stop cycling through these two uniforms and one other skimpy outfit. He wasn’t sure if anything was going to be normal again, but this was certainly the first step in trying.

Monday, January 18, 2016

Flight (Part 3)

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Ultimately, Chris decided to ask around for people who might be willing to lend or give him something else to wear. People were a bit less generous than he expected. He figured he shouldn’t be surprised. No one knew how long they’d be stuck, and they probably only had about a week’s worth of clothes with them at most. One woman did give him something. She confessed that she too used to be a man, and it was something she found that she just wasn’t comfortable wearing. Chris was pretty thankful to have a third set of clothing, but a little less thankful when he tried it on back in his room. As sexy as the uniforms were, this was worse. He decided he’d wear this outfit only when washing the uniforms.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Flight (Part 2)

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The day after the Shift didn’t bring any good news. Planes were still grounded, and Chris changed into the other uniform. He knew he’d have to leave the hotel room today -- either to go and use the laundry machine down the hall or ask around for other outfits. He tried to get into a better mood by forcing a smile; he didn’t exactly feel like smiling. He went to the window to look outside; it was strangely quiet. With all the planes grounded, the usually busy noises of being at a hotel by the airport were eerily silent. There were no people bustling outside, and only the occasional car passed by the usually busy road by the hotel. It was a strange new world, and Chris wondered how long it would take to get back to normal. Part of him felt like he would never be normal.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Flight (Part 1)

Chris knew that he should probably consider himself pretty lucky. He imagined many people in planes didn’t survive the shift after pilots swapped bodies with passengers. On the plane Chris was on, one of the pilots simply didn’t swap with anyone and was able to bring it down for an emergency landing. Chris, however, swapped with one of the flight attendants. The mass swapping due to the Great Shift meant that planes would be grounded for a few days. Everyone from the flight would be staying at a hotel nearby the airport. Most of the passengers would have the baggage of the people they swapped with, but Chris only had the small day bag the flight attendant had brought. It only contained a few toiletries, some makeup, and another uniform. Chris felt pretty silly wearing the outfit, but he just didn’t have anything to change into. He thought about maybe asking another person from the flight, but he wasn’t comfortable enough to leave the room. He looked in a mirror, still marveled by the fact that he was someone else now.

Friday, January 15, 2016


The accident that caused Ruben to end up in a woman’s body had happened two years ago. As a lawyer, he spent every day since going after the company responsible. He knew he was going well in court, since they just gave him an offer. If he did win, he could make millions; however, the structured settlement was pretty tempting. It was generous, and it was guaranteed. The one stipulation was that he couldn’t talk about this to the press, and the company wouldn’t admit to any wrongdoing. For some reason, that was the hard part for him. They were in the wrong here; he really wanted them to admit it...

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Nap (Part 2)

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Adam couldn’t believe he had fallen asleep, but when he woke up, he felt different. He put his hand up to his head and felt a ton of hair greet his fingers. The realization of what had happened was sinking in; he was a woman. He kept thinking he must still be dreaming. After all, people don’t spontaneously change gender in their sleep, but he pinched himself and splashed water on his face, but he didn’t wake up. No, he wasn’t asleep any longer; this was reality. His dreams had come true. He could now go out in public wearing things he always wished he’d be able to wear outside of his house. This was fantastic.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Nap (Part 1)

It was a usual Saturday afternoon for Adam. As a closeted crossdresser, he often enjoyed spending his time at home dressed in the silky feminine items he kept in the back of his closet. He often lamented that he couldn’t wear these things in public, that he wasn’t really a woman. As he hoped and wished, he began to feel drowsy. He drifted off to sleep and dreamed about being a woman, about fulfilling his fantasies, and imagining a world where he didn’t have to hide who he really was anymore.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Force (Part 2)

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As weird as it was for a woman to stand next to him at the urinals, it was about to get even weirder for Dan after he washed his hands and left the bathroom. The body swapping force was still out there, and this time Dan was sucked up into the swapping. Dan didn’t notice the swap at first either. However, he wasn’t nearly as embarrassed when he found out. It was when he went to his car, and he realized he didn’t have his keys in his pocket. And, in fact, he no longer had his pockets either. He had the pockets of the woman in the jean shorts he had seen at the urinals. He went back inside and sat down, not really knowing what to do. It all began to make sense to him. Some guy must have swapped bodies with this woman before he saw her, and now he swapped with her not too long after. He was a woman, all be it a gorgeous woman, but a woman nonetheless.

Monday, January 11, 2016

Force (Part 1)

Dan had gone into the bathroom to take a leak. He went up to the urinal and started to go. In the middle of going, he was shocked when a woman suddenly stood next to him. The woman was drop dead gorgeous; she looked like a model. He couldn’t believe she was standing next to him at a urinal. It got weirder when the woman zipped down the fly of her jean shorts and reached a hand inside in underwear. The woman then burst into a panic. Dan continued to be in shock as the woman started freaking about ‘it’ being missing. What Dan didn’t know was that the woman next to him had been a man just a few moments ago. A strange force just outside the bathroom had swapped his body with the woman before entering. Dan had simply been lucky on his way in to avoid it.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Psychic for Free

Stewart guessed this was one of those situations where you get what you pay for. He had gone to see a fortune teller for a little bit of advice. She was running a special promotion, which was basically getting a psychic for free. A free reading just seemed to good to be true, and sure enough, once she started using her crystal ball, it glowed all weird. Before Stewart got his reading, before he could even react, he was knocked out. He awoke al alone, but the oddest thing was that he had swapped bodies with the fortune teller. It must have been some sort of scam, a trick just to steal someone’s body, and she had probably seen a bunch of other people before she decided on him. He tried not to panic. He had seen her do the swap. Maybe he could duplicate it. He felt awkward siting there in her body as he lay hands upon the crystal ball as he had seen her do. He managed to get a little glow, but not enough. He could keep trying. This was probably going to be his only chance at getting back to his own body.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Signed (Part 3)

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Aaron continued to look around Kayla’s apartment, and soon stumbled into her bedroom. A part of him felt strangely at home here, though it was much better decorated than his own place. As he explored further, he found her closet. Well, he quickly discovered that he would have no problem with certain parts of the contract. Pants didn’t seem to be an option in her wardrobe, nor were there any shoes that didn’t have heels. He passed by a full length mirror and admired Kayla’s body. It didn’t make any sense; why would she ever give this body up? Even if it was just for a little while; this body was perfection! And Aaron was so happy it was his, at least for the time being.

Friday, January 8, 2016

Signed (Part 2)

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Things were looking up when Aaron arrived at Kayla’s apartment. For starters, she lived in a pretty nice part of town, and her apartment fit along with that. Though he wondered why she had agreed to swap bodies with him for a week. It certainly wasn’t for the money; it didn’t look like she needed it one bit. The other thing he could do now that he was in her home was get out of this skirt or these heels, but for some reason he didn’t feel the need to do that quite yet. In fact, he wanted to walk around in them for at least a little bit longer. After all, if he was going to be in a woman’s body for a week, he should appreciate and enjoy all the various aspects of being a woman, no?

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Signed (Part 1)

Aaron felt so stupid. He had been so excited about the prospect of swapping bodies with a woman, he didn’t read the contract until after the swap. While he was sure he was going to enjoy his time in Kayla’s body, some of the clauses were absolutely crazy. There was a whole section about what he could eat and another about what he could wear in public. Apparently, any shoes worn had to have a three inch heel or taller, only skirts and dresses were allowed (no pants). He wasn’t allowed to leave her apartment without makeup. And this thing went on and on. Further, it seemed the consequences by not abiding by any of these conditions were vague and left entirely up to Kayla’s discretion. He took a deep breath in. He hoped this week was going to be an amazing break, but it looked like it was going to be much more difficult than he imagined.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016


After buying a new car, Will had wanted to donate his old car to charity for a tax credit. After dropping it off, as soon as he got home, he realized there must have been some sort of strange mix up. Instead of donating his car, somehow he ended up donating his body, and he found himself in the body of a woman instead. Of course, even donating one’s body didn’t usually mean swapping bodies with someone; usually it meant giving your organs to someone in need after your death. Will, quite frankly, was confused. How was any of this even possible?

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Minimum Fare

Alex hailed a cab and jumped into the back, but taking one look at the driver and a curse slipped from his lips. He recognized the guy behind the wheel. It had been his body a few weeks ago, after a previous ride in this same cab had caused him to swap into it. He had driven various passengers around until Melissa got into the back of his cab. He used the magic of the taxi to steal her body without hesitation upon her exit. He had never expected to see that cab ever again, but here he was. However, thanks to his previous time in the magic taxi, he knew the rules. He looked at the meter and screamed, “Let me out! NOW!” The cabbie seemed surprised. Alex reached up to the front seat and grabbed his throat, “I SAID NOW!” Alex left the cab thankful the meter was still a few cents shy of the minimum required to swap. There was no way Alex was going to lose this body.

Monday, January 4, 2016


No, this isn’t possible. It had to be in here. Jay was sure he had put the medallion in here after he had accidentally used it and ended up switching bodies with Allison. Okay, he told himself it was possible that Allison took it out of here. Maybe she had it with her. He sure hoped so. He could do over a single day of high school, but he didn’t want to go through an entire senior year again, especially not in someone else’s body! He wanted an excuse to get out of class, so he could call her, so he could check to make sure she had it. But what if he called only to find out she didn’t have it? If she didn’t have it, they were both in trouble.

Sunday, January 3, 2016


The young woman stood in the corner of the arcade. For about a month, no one ever questioned her as she came in at opening, played, and stayed until closing time. She was good, too; barely ever putting in more than a few dollars into the machine each day. But one day, Mitch got curious. He’d never seen another pretty girl in the arcade, and he actualy sort of wondered if he had a chance with her. He was cautious as he approached.

“Excuse me,” He asked.

“Leave me alone; I’m so close,” She snapped back with a voice that shocked Mitch. It wasn’t a voice he expected. It was more masculine. In fact, he could’ve sworn it was a man’s voice.
Then he watched as she lost her last life, coming just shy of the high score.

“Damn it,” She said, “If I ever hope to get my body back, I need to get the high score. I was so close until you came and broke my concentration.”

Mitch just looked dumbfounded.

“The game’s magic,” She continued, “You get the high score, and you end up swapping bodies with the person who got the high score before you. I ended up with this woman’s body a month ago. I guess she had the high score before me, and she was happy with whatever body she got. If I can break my record, my body is still stored in here, and I can get it back. Now just leave me alone.”

Saturday, January 2, 2016


It seemed innocent enough when Michael was invited over by his neighbor. He actually thought it was quite refreshing. The old man had lived next door to him for five years, and he seemed secluded. He hadn’t seen him out once since the day he moved in. Upon entering the living room, Michael saw two odd chambers. One was closed, the other was empty. When his neighbor offered him a seat, he didn’t seem to have much choice. As he sat down, the chamber closed. There was a flash of light and smoke. It all cleared rather quickly. At first, Michael didn’t notice anything was wrong. It wasn’t until he asked what had happened when he noticed something off about his voice. It was higher pitched than normal. He looked over to the other chamber, which was now open, and he saw his own body sitting inside. Then he looked down. He recognized her; she lived on the other side of the old man. This guy must have invented some sort of body switching device, and without any friends to test it on, he used his two neighbors! This was freaky!

Friday, January 1, 2016

In Front

“Hey, Richard, could you maybe walk in front of us instead of behind us?” Mike asked as he turned around, “You’re kind of creeping Jerry and I out. When those two women came up to us, you were lucky; they didn’t swap bodies with you. They did swap with us, and now we’ve got to find them and force them to switch back. We appreciate your help, because we can’t move very fast thanks to these awkward shorts and difficult-to-walk-in heels. But it’s also kind of weird now that we are women; it just feels like you’re sort of glaring at us in a rather uncomfortable manner, especially our asses. Maybe we can split up and help us find the women who stole our bodies? Or maybe you can just buy us some more reasonable clothing?”