Make It a Good One

Rika shifted uncomfortably in the suit as she looked at her younger brother Takumi standing there in her body.

He looked at her straight in the eyes. “You deserve this,” He told her. “You know that.”

She sighed, “It still doesn’t seem fair. Mom and Dad always liked you better. It seems absolutely bonkers that we had to swap bodies just so I could go to university. They never would have paid for this opportunity for me...but for you? Well, they were prepared to do so without hesitation, even though I’m smarter! And I could’ve gotten way more scholarships.”

“And that’s why I told you that you deserve this, Rika. Don’t feel bad about the fact that you’re doing this in my body. You aren’t stealing my life from me. If anything, I feel like it’s the other way around. Mom and Dad wanted you around because they love you so much. Now that I’m you, I feel that. I can see that. They might’ve given me a lot, but they were always so cold to me. I could never live up to their expectation for their son. So go and live my life, and make it a good one. Okay?”

What Is Love?

It was hard for Diego to believe that he was thinking of calling off his wedding a mere six months ago. It was right after the Great Shift, and his fiancée Marilyn had swapped into the body of a man.

Despite her new body, Marilyn was still the same fun loving woman that Diego had fallen in love with. Diego had to look inside himself; could he still do this? He thought about the times he had experimented in college. Being with a guy had never clicked for him, but he kept telling himself that Marilyn was different.

However, Marilyn could sense his hesitation, and one day asked him he really wanted to go through with the wedding. Diego didn’t sugar coat it. He expressed all his fears and hesitation, his confusion and his love. But at the end of it, he decided -- Yes; of course.

Marilyn had news of her own. She had started taking estrogen. Her body would take lots of time to adapt, but she was committed to transitioning back to womanhood. Diego told her it didn’t matter to him; he would love her either way. But she wasn’t doing it for him; she was doing it for herself. Diego once again responded -- of course.

And now the two are on their honeymoon in Rome. A happy couple as Marilyn transitions slowly back into womanhood, and they both love each other more every day.

Venture Forth (Part 3)

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As the goblin guards left the room, Gideon watched his body rise to its feet. It looked so tall and intimidating, and he realized being in the body of the princess didn’t help. She was tall for a goblin, but shorter than the average human.

“You will give back what is the princesses.” Gideon heard his own voice growl.

“I...don’t...know...how.” An intimidated Gideon meeked out.

“He can’t,” Gwyn interjected.

“Whats?” The princess in Gideon’s body asked.

“The staff’s magical ablity can only be used once per day.”

“Staff broken?”

“Not exactly. More like...” Gwyn tried to think of a way to phrase it that even a goblin would undestand, “Staff sleeping.”

Gideon handed the staff to Gwyn. “It’s a Staff of Soul Swapping,” She explained to him. “I think I can figure out how it works and get you both back to normal by morning.”

“No! No normal!” The princess protested.

Improbability

They say that the Great Shift affected over 95% of the population -- that almost everyone on Earth swapped bodies with someone else. However, on the night it happened it felt like I was the only one. It was true in a way. I had just gotten home after tutoring some of my students who needed extra help in their studies. I had expected to relax. Instead there was that familiar flash and I was thrown onto a cold cement floor with loud bass beat thumping in my ears.

I had gone from being a quiet, male professor to being a scantily clad woman in a dance club. Out of everyone in the entire club, I was the only one who had swapped bodies with anyone else. People had thought I collapsed due to drinking or exhaustion. I had no idea that I should’ve just told them the truth. It had seemed impossible at the time, but as it turned out the same thing happened to just about everyone on the planet.

In hindsight, I couldn’t help but think about how long the odds were for something like that. As someone who teaches math, numbers are kind of my thing. Statistically, it was certainly POSSIBLE for me to be the only one affected, but the probability was still so unlikely that I’m sure there was something about that club that was worth a study by the scientists researching the Great Shift in subsequent years.

Need this Job

There was no way Allan knew enough about Si Yoo’s job to do it right, but he certainly could tell he was doing it wrong. She had given him the run down of the beauty parlor when they swapped bodies. It was a lot to take in, but he hoped that along with being in her body, he might also have some of Si Yoo’s skills.

Her first client of the day had been so trusting; she had even fallen asleep befoe Allan started to work. It started off bad, and it just got worse the more he tried to fix it. He thought about canceling all of the apppointments, waking this woman to tell her he suddenly felt sick -- but this wasn’t really an option either. Si Yoo couldn’t exactly afford to take a day off. But if he kept going on like this, they’d never let her work another day in her life...

The Remote

The remote had caused so much trouble already. It started by changing people’s gender or race, then it swapped people’s bodies. Then things got really weird. There were mythical creates running around outside, multiple people merged into one, and horrors that couldn’t be put into words. Then the mental changes began. Some people thought it had always been like this; others thought things were unusual enough.

Brandon was pretty sure she wasn’t supposed to be Brenda. She was sure the world was all messed up in some way that she just couldn’t place. She knew the remote was responsible, but she also felt like things got worse the more she used it. But she didn’t fully remember all the times she used it; she couldn’t quite recall all the past fixes; it was more of a general sense of dread.

Maybe she wouldn’t fix the world. Maybe should could just fix herself. She could either use it to return to normal: to go back to being Brandon. Or maybe a better use would be to get rid of all the last little bits of Brandon left in her head: to fully embrace being Brenda. Of course, it didn’t matter what he plans or intentions were; the remote had other ideas of its own.

30% (Part 2)

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Jin and Rin knew trying to use the app to return to the present with low battery life could be a risk. It might only bring one of them back or it might only bring them back halfway. But they had to try. And in a flash, they were back.

They looked up with a sense of relief.

“We’re back!” Jin said, but upon hearing his voice, he was disheartened, “But we’re still women.”

“We’re still the women we were,” Rin corrected him, noting they even still had the same clothes.

“And the phone’s dead.”

“At least we can charge it. And in the meantime? Well, things as a modern woman can’t possibly be as bad, can it?”

Fired

Jared knew it was only a matter of time before he was fired from Monica’s job. After all, what did he even know about practicing corporate law? Not much. He was surprised he was actually able to lay low and drag it out as long as he did. How long ago did he swap bodies with Monica? Six weeks? Seven? It seemed like forever ago now.

Adapting to her body was actually the easy part. Slipping into her clothes and portraying himself as a woman was almost second nature. He had hoped her professional skills would be just as easy to assume.

They weren’t. Though he certainly wondered if properly looking the part was what helped him to stay on as long as he did.

And he also asked himself what he was going to do now. On paper, he had Monica’s resume with years of experience as a lawyer, which he couldn’t do. In reality, he was a guy who worked at a bunch of low-level, dead-end jobs. His prospects for the future weren’t exactly bright.

Toxic (Part 2)

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It didn’t seem to matter what I exposed myself to, the doctors would examine me and tell me I was a perfectly healthy woman. I could eat food grown in contaminated soil; I could go into the most radioactive parts of a nuclear power plant; I could swim in industrial runoff. Maybe I did it all because I hoped something might change me back into a man; maybe I did it because I had a death wish.

But did I do any of it to help science? Or accomplish tasks no other human could safely do?

Nope.

Mostly I just filmed YouTube videos. I’d scoop a glass of gunk from a highly polluted river, and people would like and subscribe in masses. I’m not sure anyone watching it actually believed it, and I found it weird that it attracted so many viewers. But I guess people enjoy seeing someone put themselves through something that should absolutely kill them.

The Devil You Know

Wei had been assigned to keep watch after several bulls were attacked several nights in a row. However, he had fallen asleep in the early morning and was only startled awake by a rustling sound. That’s when he saw the demon.

She had glowing eyes and horns with a tail that wrapped around her body. Despite these horrid features, she embodies a beauty that could likely seduce any man. Or almost any man. Wei could see something beyond the beauty and under the horror; it was a sense of something familiar.

“Xi?” Wei asked, “Is that you, Brother?”

The demon sighed and nodded.

“I thought you were dead ages ago!” Wei exclaimed.

“Might as well be, as I am cursed with this form,” Xi replied. “If you haven’t figured it out, I have been the one feasting on your cattle.”

“But why? Why do you hurt us so?”

“The craving to feast on anything male is part of the curse. I have become like the one who feasted upon me. I requested this territory as my own, to prevent the village from falling to others far worse than I. Feeding on the bulls is not done to hurt you, it is to save you. If not for the bulls, it would be the men who fall victim to me late at night. Better the cattle than the men; better the devil you know.”

And with that, Xi left with smile.

The Same

Max tried to think about all of the ways his life had changed since the Great Shift. It was a lot easier for him to think of the ways they hadn’t. He still had to go to work; he still had bills to pay; he still had to spend money to buy food at the grocery store.

He figured a few little things were different now. He did need to remember tampons when he went to the store. He had a lot more clothes without pockets now, too -- though he often opted for a fannypack instead of a purse. And every once and a while, there was a racist comment directed at him -- which wasn’t something he was used to as a formerly white male.

It was surprising when it first happened; it was a slur, but it hurt more than he expected. He was surprised racism still existed after the Shift -- people like him becoming a different race had to be fairly common, right? Even if you had any preconceived judgments about races before, did any of that even make sense anymore? Then again, he never thought it made any sense before either. Some people are just irrational jerks.

Unusual

“You got to admit that it’s a pretty messed up punishment,” Jerome said to Lawrence, “Isn’t there something in the Constitution against cruel and unusual?”

“It’s not so bad.” Lawrence replied, “Plus, I avoid jail time.”

“They stuck you in an old white lady’s body for how long? For how much weed?” Tyler interjected.

“Two weeks. It was just an eighth.”

Jerome decided to ask more, “And that old lady is just fine with being you for two weeks? Did she just volunteer for this or something? To treat young Black men a lesson or something?”

“Oh, God, no!” Lawrence laughed, “She’d absolutely miserable in my body! If you think this is bad for me, this is way worse for her! She was caught dong some sort of racist hate crime and forced into this punishment by the judge as much as I am. And apparently, my two weeks as her is only a short period of her very long sentence.”

All of Lawrence’s friends laughed at that, and then they returned to their game. It was still weird that their buddy was in the body of some crusty old white lady, but the fact that she was a miserable racist temporarily in a Black man’s body somehow made it better, or at least funny.

Species (Part 4)

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“We discovered it not far from Route 26,” An agent known only as #38.04-b to his colleagues explained. “We immediately set about neutralizing it.”

“It looks almost human.” Agent #95.18-d asked in response.

“It’s not. You should’ve seen this thing when it was alive. I’m pretty sure those large black eyes could steal your soul if it tried. Though our initial analysis shows it does contain some human DNA.”

“Is it some sort of alien-human lovechild?”

“That’s our working hypothesis. We’ll know more after the full autopsy.”

Jason could hear the men standing above him. He knew exactly what sort of unique curiosity he was, of course. When they found him, he could evade them, so he feigned death. His alien physiology allowed him to slow his bodily functions, and he was able to withstand being frozen effortlessly (though it was quite cold). Now he found himself in another situation where he needed to escape, but where could he possible go this time once he did?

I'm Not Mad

Considering how close I am to 1000 subscribers on my YouTube channel, I would encourage you all to subscribe over there for some pretty cool TG / MTF / Body Swap videos I have been making.

Tammy wanted to be mad at Lamar, but she had to keep telling herself that it wasn’t her body anymore. Not since the Great Shift had so cruelly taken it away from her and given it to him. She had a promising future before the Shift; she had been so close to signing a modeling contract and pursuing her dreams. Now she had to watch Lamar wear flannel shirts and jeans while putting on the pounds that she often fought so hard to keep off.

But she was glad he didn’t get mad at her either. After all, he had some of dreams of being some sort of rock star. That had felt totally unrealistic, so with her now in his body, he had taken a job as an accountant. It seemed like the furthest thing from rock star. She was sure he hated seeing his body with a crew cut and an ugly tie.

As they met up for at least the hundredth time, they began to wonder if they should continue to do so. After all, seeing their former bodies was less of a comfort these days and more of a painful reminder. But without actually confessing that to each other, it had just become an awkward ritual.

New Agreement

Kiki was a great fashion designer, but she had a horrible head for business. That’s were Herbert came in. He was one of her biggest investors, but he couldn’t keep letting her throw money away season after season. If she wanted to keep that investment flowing, they needed a new agreement to ensure the business side of things ran smoothly.

And so a new agreement was made. Kiki would prepare the fall and spring seasons at the same time, keeping one quite secret. Then for the next season, Herbert would take control of her body to run a smoother ship from a business standpoint. It was awkward for her to be in his body for pretty much half the year; he felt the same thing about being in her body.

It went on like this for several years with them swapping back and forth and growing a very successful business in the process. However, Herbert was a man in his 60s; it couldn’t go on forever.

It was tragically sudden. If it hadn’t been, Herbert would’ve insisted on returning to his own body for the end. Instead, he ended up living as Kiki. He continued her business; he started several others; he invested plenty as well. He began to leave the design work to Kiki’s assistants. After all, what did he know about that aspect of it?

Probably Fine

“It’s probably, uh, probably the wine talking,” Carl slurred, “Your, your body is a total lightweight! This is only, only like, my third glass! But if we were stuck like this, I’m fine like this!”

Margot was breathing a sigh of relief that her husband was finally relaxed. He had been so mad when they first swapped bodies with the Medallion of Zulu. It had been a complete accident, of course. They had heard of what it could do, but certainly didn’t want to use it right before the wedding they were slated to attend!

Carl had suggested they stay home, but Margot insisted otherwise. They did compromise on his outfit -- Margot wanted him to wear a dress, but he talked her down to a jumpsuit. He was grumpy until he started drinking. Now he always seemed content. As as other couples went off to the dance floor, they stayed behind at the bar.

Carl slurred some more about how fine he was with all this. And Margot was wondering how to break the news that she had lost the medallion.

Misdownload (Parts 1 & 2)

The first part of Misdownload is actually doing VERY well on my YouTube channel (though the second part is lagging a little in comparison -- probably why I am sharing both parts today). I've gotten a lot of encouragement to keep going on this series of mini-videos, but it sort of depends on people actually watching, subscribing, etc.

On Campus

An accident on campus five years ago had shuffled everyone’s bodies around. Students had mostly swapped with other students, and most of them had graduated and moved on. Professor Mark Franks had been one of the rare teachers that ended up swapping bodies with a freshman.

As the years passed, new classmen arriving on campus would often just assume he was another student, particularly the young men who found his body quite attractive. He had to turn down many invites to frat parties and keggers -- often doing so by explaining the accident and some campus history while revealing his situation.

He was probably lucky that most of his classes still took him seriously. Of course, he’d like to believe his years of experience shined through no matter how young he appeared on the outside. It was weird to think he’d be celebrating his 60th birthday soon while his body hadn’t even technically turned 25.

30% (Part 1)

“This time travel app is terrible!” Jin exclaimed.

“It’s not complete trash. It did actually teleport us back to fuedal Japan. That’s got to count for something!” His brother Rin replied.

“Yeah, but I expected to come back here so we could be samurai or ninjas! I didn’t expect for this app to turn us into women.”

“I guess we just have to try again. How much power is left in your phone?”

The brother’s hearts sank when they looked at the charging indicator. It was below 30%, and there wouldn’t be a power outlet available for several hundred years.

“Is it enough to go back? That app sucked like 50% of your power with just one use?”

“We have to try, because I’m not about to be stuck here like this. I don’t know what fuedal life was like for women in Japan, but I’m sure it wasn’t great. I don’t think women had it good anywhere in this era.”

Doors (Part 4)

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Fred felt emotionally torn apart. It was like each door not only brought him into a different body but also unleashed a different type of torture on him. And he told himself that the next door would be his last, no matter what he had to endure.

And so he stepped through another door. His heart sank a little when it brought him to another hallway -- and he could feel that he was still in the body of a woman -- but yet he felt content. If he had to live life as someone else, he felt like he could live as this woman. He took a step forward; he didn’t seem able to take a second step.

“Where the f*ck do you think you’re going?” A voice asked behind him.

He turned to see that he was basically a conjoined twin. She controlled half of this body.

“Who are you?” He asked.

“I’m f*cking Fred, and this is the goddamn worst body yet,” The other woman replied.

“No, I’m Fred.”

Of course, Fred was coming to the realization that they were both Fred. And it was apparent what twist this door had in store. He was content and felt like this could all be perfect. His other half was miserable and would always hold him back. Getting either side to agree would prove to be quite a challenge.

There's No Such Thing as Ghosts

I watched with my hidden cameras outside the mansion as the woman told her friends that there was no such thing as ghosts before she bravely entered my abode alone.

She was right, of course. Ghost stories are complete hogwash, but that didn’t mean there weren’t dangers involved with coming into my home. I was a crazed hermit who had let my house crumble and my beard grow out as I ate nothing but canned food and worked on my machine. I didn’t take kindly to unwanted guests. So I fired up my machine and used it to possess her body. I suppose it was a very “ghost” like thing to do in hindsight, but I wasn’t dead! My body was still very much alive in the machine; I was just taking a ride.

The thing they don’t tell you about possessing someone is how much of their personality you keep. As long as I was in her body, I wasn’t a reclusive man, I was a brave woman. I felt confident! I felt stylish! I knew what had drawn her and her friends to this house, and I knew what kept me here; but now it was the last place I wanted to be. So I opened back up the front doors to greet her friends and to live her life. I don’t know how long my machine would hold out, but I could certainly hope for forever.

Day Shift

“It has to be some sort of dumb technique to try to get us to work better,” Chester said looking into the one-way mirror.

“There’s no way,” Laura replied, “Do you really think any of us are going to work harder while swapped into the wrong body? Do you really think you’re going to work harder while you’re in my body? You’re going to be too distracted...” She thought about it a little more, “Ew...Chester! Don’t do anything weird while you’re in my body!”

“I ain’t gonna do anything weird. But I don’t know what I’m going to do when I have to do to the bathroom.”

“Just don’t go.”

“You’d rather have me pee in your pants onto the floor?”

“Yes.”

“Well, then, I just hope this is over at the end of the day shift.”

Pretty Freaky for a Friday

Of all the videos I have made for my YouTube channel, this one looks like it's probably going to be the least watched -- and so far only has a single comment. It's probably the most light-hearted thing on the channel, as I decided to do it in the form of a music video (I happen to think the associated song is a total banger, but maybe I'm the only one). It's probably also weird that the best reaction shots are near the end?

A Couple

Meredith was in shock when the Great Shift happened. She was stuck in a man’s body clear across town. Luckily, the body appeared to be in pretty good shape, as it seemed taxis and public transportation wasn’t working. As she walked on the streets, she quickly figured out why. It appeared she wasn’t the only one in the wrong body; just about everyone was.

When she arrived home several hours later, she was a little surprised to see their neighbor sitting on the couch reading. But then she realized and asked, “Ben?”

Her husband inside the neighbor’s body nodded.

“Why didn’t you call? Weren’t you worried?” Meredith asked.

“I did try to call,” He replied, “But your phone is, well, right on the end table. You could’ve called me, you know? Though I doubt I could’ve made it through traffic. There are accidents everywhere.”

She wanted to be angry with him, but she knew he was actually right. Plus, she was noticing that her new male body was reacting to seeing her now quite attractive female husband in ways that were quite a bit different than she was used to. She wondered if it was too early to suggest going upstairs...

After Party

Harvey knew his bar wasn’t exactly the trendiest place in town. In fact, even he’d describe it as “a hole in the wall.” But it did have a pretty great location that often made it a prime spot for after parties during fashion week. He couldn’t complain; they paid a hefty premium up front to book the place every time.

But it was during one of these events when he was serving a drink to a beautiful blonde model where something strange happened. She left without leaving a tip, and Harvey made a snide comment. She turned back toward him, and he was prepared to be slapped.

Instead, it felt like his wasn’t just his face that had been hit, but his whole body. And the next thing he knew, he was looking at himself. As surprised as he was to be inside the model’s body, she was absolutely horrified to be in his.

A Single Step

I didn’t think being Amy would be all that difficult. I certainly knew there would be challenges after we swapped bodies, but I felt like I was fully prepared to live as a woman for as long as this swap continued.

I remember the first morning getting ready in her body. Hooking the bra in the front and flipping it around was certainly a trick that came in handy, and I decided against a skirt in favor of jeans that were a little tight and tough to put on -- but not impossible.

I thought I’d show off by putting on some high heel boots. And sitting on her bed to slip them on wasn’t a problem. But after taking a single step, I nearly fell on my face! The heels weren’t even that high, but I guess I wasn’t ready for them yet. I took them off and went for the sneakers that she had worn yesterday when we first swapped.

I also knew some of the greater challenges of being a woman were still in front of me...

Feeling It

The party was a relatively new tradition at Exchange Island. It allowed people to get to know each other, help each other adapt to their new bodies, and even perhaps meet the person you just swapped with. Ryan opted to attend for one simple reason: free drinks.

The body of the young Asian woman that would be his for the next two weeks seemed to get drunk with much less effort than his own. With only a glass and a half of champagne, he was already feeling it.

He got curious if his original body was anywhere around, but he couldn’t find it -- not that he could blame the woman in his body. After all, he could imagine she was disappointed to find herself in with the dad bod of a divorced 45 year old man. Heck, he hated being in that body day in and day out, which is exactly why he came to Exchange Island in the first place.

A Moment of Zen

“Are you sure this is going to work?” Angie asked, quite surprised by her own doubt. Normally, she’d be the one embracing the idea that yoga or meditation could reverse the body swap, but ever since she ended up in her husband Marc’s body, she had become quite a skeptic.

Inside Angie’s body, Marc was having the exact opposite experience. Still, despite his change of mind, he couldn’t deny his memories of thinking all of this stuff was hogwash. He knew he had to appeal to Angie’s more logical side.

“Think about when the swap first happened,” He began, “What were you doing?”

“Meditating.”

“More specifically, you had talked me into meditating with you. Maybe there was something about doing it together that triggered the swap. Some sort of connection.”

“This is stupid.”

“That’s exactly what I said before you convinced me. Remember?”

“Okay, fine. So what do we do.”

Marc drew a blank. He had Angie’s body and her belief in the power of all this spiritual meditation stuff, but she had been the one to take the lead in guiding them earlier. He had no idea what he had to do to induce a state of Zen or whatever. And if they couldn’t do that, how could they get back to normal?

Strange Phenomenon

FBI Agent Carter Fagen had been assigned to investigate strange phenomenon all across the country. His latest brought him to a rural farm in Iowa. Despite the reports an elderly couple living there, a young woman opened the door.

She started talking his ear off about how miserable she was. How her husband had a job that moved them to the middle of nowhere. Agent Fagen was much more interested if she had seen anything strange.

The woman brought him out to a barn at the edge of the property where a strange machine was set up. The barn didn’t seemed to be wired for electricity, yet it still seemed to be powered on.

“My husband can’t figure out what it does,” She said before pressing the big red button on the front.

In a flash, the machine started to display the image of two people with an arrow between them, and another moment later the machine did exactly what it was designed to do.

Agent Fagen now stood with his arms crossed, his mind swapped into the body of the woman. “You probably shouldn’t have pressed that,” He said, while trying to sound stern, it ended up as more of a squeak.

“Well, let’s just hit it again!” The woman panicked inside Agent Fagen’s body, “I can’t be stuck like THIS!!!”

Important Work

Dr. O’Reilly watch his colleague, Dr. Park, come into the lab each day and spend about a half hour running electrical current through a brain she kept at her station. This when on for several months before he asked why she was doing this.

“I’m keeping it alive,” She told him, “It’s cutting edge research, and it’s very important to me.”

“What’s research? Whose brain is that?” Dr. O’Reilly asked, as confused as ever.

“It’s mine.” She paused. “Perhaps more accurately, it’s Dr. Park’s. It was swelling and had to be removed, or she would have died. I agreed to keep it alive and look for a cure.”

This begged an obvious question from Dr. O’Reilly. “Then who are you?”

“I would’ve thought you’d recognize your old professor by the quality of my work.”

“Mark Steincroft? Professor Mark Steincroft? But you died five years ago!”

“And now you understand just how experimental, groundbreaking, and important Dr. Park’s work was, and why I must continue it while aiding her brain here.”

Altered Fates (The Movie Trailer)

I don't usually post any videos on this particular blog. (I tend to do that elsewhere.) However, with the advent of AI video, it has really opened up a new way to tell stories, and I honestly couldn't be more excited. I already promoted my YouTube channel last week, but I thought I'd give a shout out to a few of the videos on there by linking them on this site as well. I dunno, I guess I just think they are pretty decent in terms of content. And if people hadn't already sniffed them out or seen them already, now their chance. Also, maybe it helps with SEO? I dunno. I've never been good at SEO; I just like showing off what I do sometimes. I figured it also couldn't hurt to encourage people to like and subscribe and whatnot.

Cleansing

“It’s supposed to be cleansing,” Austin said extremely loudly after he lit the bowl of incense. He wasn’t sure if Brianna could even hear him; if she was still inside this body in any meaningful sense. But she was the one who was into all this mystic stuff anyway.

It was her fault this had even happened at all. That weird spell she cast had turned him into some sort of ghost or something. With his own body gone, he wasn’t sure where else to go; there was no one else around; so he entered Brianna’s body.

It was obviously a mistake for a thousand reasons. The most obvious was that he had zero interest in being a woman, and yet that exactly what he was now. And, of course, it was Brianna that knew about all this weird stuff; what was he even really supposed to do? He only lucked out when he found the incense and it was labeled “cleansing,” but it did little to remove his spirit from her body.

Venture Forth (Part 2)

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The goblin guards brought Gideon and Gwyn through the castle ruins. They were eventually brought into a throne room where the princess sat. She was quite the sight.

Neither Gideon nor Gwyn had ever heard of a half-goblin. In fact, everything they had ever read stated that a human and a goblin could not create a viable offspring, yet that is exactly what the princess appeared to be. Gideon thought she was quite hideous, though still better looking than some of the women from the nearby village his parents used to try to hook him up with, and also considered she was outright gorgeous compared to the average goblin. Gwyn’s eyes were focused on the scepter she held. She certainly knew a magical weapon when she saw one, and it seemed almost wasted in the hands of a dumb goblin -- even a half-goblin.

But the princess knew exactly the power in her hand. When she saw the pair enter her throne room. She was excited. She giggled while muttering, “Is perfect! Is perfect! Kneel! Kneel!”

The guards made Gideon and Gwyn get on their knees. Then she held the scepter above them.

In a flash, Gideon realized he was now looking down at his own body. It was cursing and shouting, “Wrong one! Wrong one! Arrest! Detain!”

He was realizing he was now in the body of the princess, and she was trying to bark orders from his body. He just looked around at the goblins in the room an asked, “Could we have some privacy?”

Reactions

Rick and Jenna had two very different reactions to being swapped while they rode the subway. Jenna was watching her former body intently. It was weird seeing someone else be the one to move it. She wondered what it felt like for him to be stuck in her body; the idea fascinated her far more than the fact that she was stuck in his body. She wanted to ask just the right question, but she got nervous thinking about it.

Rick was a lot more stoic. He looked straight forward, not wanting to see Jenna with his body in the slightest. Every now and again, he glanced over and just thought seeing himself was too weird to handle.

Despite Jenna’s excitement, it was actually Rick who spoke up first. “How do you think this happened?” Jenna’s squeaky, high pitched voice coming from his mouth felt even weirder than being in the wrong body. Yet he continued, “And do you think we can undo it?”

Jenna shrugged. “Maybe it will undo itself?” She suggested.

“Somehow I doubt it...”

Freaky-Friday-esque (Part 4)

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Despite Candice’s rather flippant attitude to the family-wide body swap, she was as worried as anyone. And despite having access to her mom’s credit card and other perks, she hated being in her body much more than she’d let her brother know.

Against all odds, she was actually good at her mom’s job, but she still hated being there. A 9-to-5 was still way worse than school hours and much less fun. On lunch breaks, she’d pull out the yoga mat and some workout clothes her mom left in a drawer. The exercise was a struggle, but she hated being in her mom’s overweight body. She hated being old too, but she knew there was nothing she could do about that. However, it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, there wasn’t anything she could do about the weight either.

Version 2.0

Bradley had been the only one on his team not to test v1.0 of the Body Switcher. And he wasn’t exactly eager to do so. He had seen the other people on his team as they inhabited each other’s bodies, as they struggled with even the most basic movements, barely able to utter a word or give a thumbs up before being zapped back to their original bodies. But when version 2.0 had been completed, he couldn’t hide anymore. They knew he was the only one who hadn’t participated so far; he ended up first on the list.

Among the many improvements made in v2.0 was the fact that the other subject didn’t need to be in the lab with them. The brain could be swapped into any body anywhere. Bradley really objected when they picked Lexi; he was sure Lexi would have objected to if she had any clue about what was going to happen.

As it turned out, the proximity limitation wasn’t the only improvement in the new version. For starters, the swap was painless -- his colleagues had often described the experience of actually switching as “torture.” And he wasn’t a mindless vegetable either. In fact, he now seemed to not possess Lexi’s body, but her amazing balance and poise. While he would’ve described himself as a bit of a klutz in his former body, Bradley was now standing effortlessly in heels. And it wasn’t just standing; he could probably do yoga or dance or just about anything he wanted to, even with this wild heels on his feet.

That should make his next task easier: Getting back to the lab to announce the success to his team. Then again, what was the rush?

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Toxic (Part 1)

I used to work here. That was back when I used to be a guy. It’s a story. Let me tell you. Whatever is in the ground here, it’s pretty dangerous. You had to wear some pretty intense safety equipment when you were out in the field here, but I guess mine had a rip or a hole in it or whatever. They always said the greatest risk was to the reproductive organs, but I never expected mine to just disintegrate and fall off.

I don’t think anyone truly understood the mix of toxic sludge that actually caused it -- not the company I worked for, not the doctors, and certainly not me. It was like nothing they had seen, because I not only lost my male parts but also gained female ones inside. The doctors also explained they were highly fertile, which was quite unusual given the typically neutering effects of the toxicity.

The doctors tried a phalloplasty at first, but this too ended up just sort of disintegrating away. And so I made a decision. If this toxic sludge was convinced on turning me into a woman, I wasn’t going to fight it. I got surgery to augment my top to become more feminine; I took a few hormones; I grew my hair out. In short, I embraced being a woman -- and enjoyed a big cash settlement from the company that exposed me in the first place.

But perhaps to no one’s surprise, the toxic waste seemed to have no further effects on me.

Roommate's Invention

Lucas stepped into the room with an aura of confidence as he touted his invention to his roommate, Adam. It wasn’t the first time Lucas had done this sort of bragging, and every other time, the invention flopped. Adam simply asked if Lucas had his share of the rent money.

But Lucas was undeterred by Adam’s attempt to change the conversation. He had literally made an invention that could change one thing into another with a simple press of the button. He demonstrated its power by transforming Adam into a bleached blonde woman.

Adam wasn’t exactly pleased by this transformation and snatched the device from Lucas. His thought wasn’t to change himself back to normal but to get revenge, aiming the device at his roommate without any understanding of how it actually worked.

Adam was more than shocked to see his roommate transform into a small mouse. Unfortunately, mice couldn’t speak nor did they seem to be able to generate enough force to press buttons on the device. Adam leaned down to the floor to observe his now rodent roommate and realized this was bad.

He had no idea how the device worked; no idea how turn himself or his roommate back to normal; and he was sure anything he tried would likely only make things so much worse...

Reception (Part 2)

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After some time, Julia and I retreated to our hotel room to discuss just exactly how we were going to more forward from here.

Getting a divorce or an annulment was obviously a no brainer for both of us. She suggested going to courthouse first thing on Monday; I told her it may not be open if everywhere there was body swapped as well. We still were both resolved to go as soon as we were able.

She had never told me how much she hated her sister, but it was all coming out now. Nicole coming to the wedding in a skimpy dress was just the latest in a long line of actions. Hearing Julia talk about how difficult it was to look at my current face was hard for me, but I still listened intently.

I responded by telling her that I did still love her; she said the same. It was a moment that might’ve ended in a romantic kiss if it wasn’t for the fact that I was looking at the body of Nicole’s dad, and I was presently in Nicole’s body.

Let Me Show You

Ralph wondered why Bill was leading him down to their friend Gene’s basement. Where was Gene? Why were they doing this without him? It didn’t feel right. When Ralph saw Gene’s body passed out on a table, and a scared Asian woman strapped into a strange chair with sci-fi stuff attached, he was nearly ready to dart upstairs and call the cops.

“Before you panic, let me explain,” Bill said, “Or, better yet, let me show you.”

Bill attached something to his own head, then typed a few things into the computer. The machines in the basement made a loud noise, and Bill’s body collapsed to the ground.

“What the hell?” Ralph said trying to attend to his passed out friend’s body.

“It’s okay; I’m here.” The Asian woman now said, “I’m Bill. In this body. Isn’t it wild?”

The Asian woman pressed a few buttons on the armrest that freed her from the restraints.

“It’s an invention Gene made.” Bill continued explaining, “It lets you become anyone. Gene’s this hunky guy who can bench like more than 200 pounds. We can lure someone else down here so you can be whoever you want too!”

“I don’t want to be someone else! What about your original bodies just sort of lying down here? What about the people whose bodies you’ve taken on a joyride!?”

“Stop worrying and have some fun! It’s fine!”

Happiness

“I should be happy, right?” Vick Gaul lamented as he spoke with his psychiatrist. “I used to be a guy in my early 20s who never applied himself. I dropped out of community college and had a dead end job in fast food. I wanted nothing more than to never work another day of my life. Then the Great Shift happened, and it theoretically gave me everything I wanted. Mrs. Birch was rich -- like billionaire rich -- and she insists on me not working now that I’m in her body. She pays for everything I could ever want, even these sessions. So why am I not happy?”

“Well, Mr. Gaul, let me ask you,” His psychiatrist responded, “Do you suppose happiness is more than what you thought it would be?”

“What do you mean?”

“Perhaps you are more upset about the things you’ve lost than the things you’ve gained. For instance, I might have become forty years younger as a result of the Shift, but being a young woman has destroyed my marriage to my life. Being able to be young and continue my life’s work and research makes me incredibly happy, but not nearly as much as my family did. It’s been a trade off for everyone.”

“I mean, I guess being an older woman sucks, but I’m not even sure that’s too terrible. I wasn’t sure my former body would’ve lived beyond 30 the way I was living anyway. But, I dunno, maybe I do just miss something about it.”

Borrowing

Mia was in complete shock when she realized she was looking at herself. She briefly looked down at the hands she now had which were large and hairy despite having painted purple nails. She knew exactly whose body she was in, but did that mean he was in hers?

“Tyler?” Mia asked as she looked as herself.

“Duh,” Tyler replied from inside Mia’s body, “You were practically crying about needing a makeover. I’m here to help.”

“By stealing my body?”

“I’m not stealing. I’m borrowing. It’s easier this way.”

“You’ve done this before?”

“Honey, I’m not only the most fabulous gay gay on the quad, but I’m also a witch and a fashion expert. I’ve helped out at least a half dozen girls before you. And you are by no means the worst base I’ve worked with. You’ve got a good body here, but I’ll be ditching the boring jeans and t-shirt, doing something about this hair, and the glasses gotta go too.”

“And when it’s done, you’ll give me my body back?”

“When I’m done, it’ll be your body but better! It’ll only be a few hours. And you can trust me on my gayest of gay honor. I have no interest in any of...this; other than the fashion, of course.”

“Well, okay, I guess...”

Species (Part 3)

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Against all odds, Jason escaped from the ship and made his way back down to the planet through a inverse tractor beam. Judging from he fields, he was in some remote farming area. He wasn’t really sure what he was going to do now. Due to the injection of alien DNA, he was probably close to seven feet tall, his eyes were large and black, his cheeks seemed to blush green. He wasn’t sure how he could blend it.

Then again, he wasn’t sure this was even Earth. Sure, it looked like Earth, but the aliens could cross the galaxy; he could really be anywhere.

He coughed. It caused a slight chill down his back, and he began to worry. Would his new alien DNA make him more susceptible to human diseases like in so many sci-fi films? Or maybe this was the alien home world and he was catching the disease that had infected all the women? He coughed again.

Good for One Wish

Simon picked up the coin off the street. He had done the math before as a brilliant mathematician. It was technically not worth one’s time to do so, yet he did so anyway. As it turned out the coin wasn’t any sort of currency. Instead it was some sort of cheap alloy that said on it, “Good for one wish.”

Realizing it was even more worthless than he though, he sought to simply toss the coin, but it would not leave his hands. This was a curious development. With a bit of his inner fantasy nerd coming through, he thought maybe a wish was in order -- regardless of how silly that seemed.

He thought of wishing for a million dollars...or a billion dollars! He opened his mouth.

“I wish,” He said with a pause, but the next words out of his mouth were somehow completely out of his control, “That I was a hot dumb bimbo of a woman, who wanted nothing more than in life but to find a husband to please.”

Then the coin fell from his hand. He tried chasing after it, but it rolled around on the street before falling into the sewer grate. Simon looked down there. A part of him still realized he probably used to be smart enough to figure out a way to get it, but he was now much too focused on how gross sewers were.

And the coin would continue on its way. It might be some time before someone found it. And the next holder of the coin would be transformed into the billion dollars Simon wanted to wish for, but as Simon was transformed into the woman the previous coin holder had wanted.

Pretty (Part 5)

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In rare moments in his spare time (which were often backstage after shows or just before bed), Jason would read through the contract in order to try to find a way out. His former life as a lawyer helped in understanding, but there didn’t seem to be much of a loophole. The terms weren’t favorable to him at all.

But he maybe had one hope. He could renegotiate the terms if both parties agreed. Though the only way he imagined that they’d be likely to do that is if the group made it extremely big -- they’d want an even bigger chunk. He had certainly seen the crowd sizes grow, but would it be enough? Maybe he could leverage the skills he had as Jason to help boost the group into superstardom. It seemed like even more work, which wouldn’t be easy. But it seemed like his only option.

OMG! Shoes!

“I’m so excited to try these on!” Evan exclaimed, “Do you think I’ll know how to walk in them? Or will I have to practice? I’m sure the muscles in your legs are used to wearing heels, right? But I’m sure there's some knowledge that I just don’t have! But they’re so cute, and I can’t wait!”

It was weird for Stephanie as she watched Evan get excited about shoes while their bodies were swapped. She could remember being just as excited about a new pair of shoes not too long ago, but she had swapped her fashion interest along with a few other aspects of her personality to Evan along with her body. She had hoped that would help him adapt while they were swapped.

Now it just felt like he was rattling on about something as stupid as shoes. Seeing herself in this light wasn’t exactly flattering. When they finally swapped back into their own bodies, would Stephanie want to take these annoying personality aspects back? Then again, Stephanie was even questioning if she wanted her own body back at all. She knew Evan couldn’t exactly switch them back to normal without her consent. This could be an exciting new life for her as a guy, and Evan seemed pretty content with being her...

Campus Experiment

Emma was understandably in a panic after she swapped bodies with her professor, Mr. Douglas, during an accident in an experimental lab procedure. After a few hours of looking into the data, he told her they likely wouldn’t be able to swap back for a week.

She asked about her classes. He explained that, as a professor, he’d easily be able to handle them for her. She asked about his classes. He told her he’d take the week off. She asked about her trendy appearance. He explained that he had plenty of experience observing youth trends as a professor, and that he could manage that as well.

She was placated by his answers, but in hindsight, she probably shouldn’t have been. Arriving back on campus after a week, she found Professor Douglas on campus in her body. She was distressed upon seeing him. It wasn’t exactly a trendy look -- at least not for today. Maybe it would have been thirty years ago when he went to college, but now? God, it just felt like he was embarrassing her!

It got worse. He hadn’t made any progress on setting the procedure back up! He was having too much fun being young again. As a result, it was going to at least be another week that they’d be stuck in each other’s bodies. And Emma was starting to think he was enjoying being in her body way too much and that maybe -- just maybe -- he had done this whole thing on purpose...

An Absolute Jerk

It had been difficult for Thad ever since that accident in the science lab. It was one thing to break up with his hot cheerleader girlfriend now that she was in the body of some nerdy guy, but then watching her body walk around campus now that he was inside of it was just infuriating.

“You have some nerve,” He said one day walking up to her body.

“Excuse me?” Sam, the nerdy guy now in the former cheerleader’s body, responded.

“Doing all that shit to her body. You’re making her look like an ugly freak. How dare you do that to my girlfriend’s body?”

“For starters, I heard you broke up. Further, she and I made agreements about what we can and can’t do. I assure you, I’m well within the limits. And finally...what the hell makes you think you can tell any woman what to do?”

“Oh, so you decided you’re gonna be one of those feminist types, eh? You know, a night with me in my room has been known to clear more than a few chicks of that horrid political crap.”

“Look, you seem like a nice guy.” Sam paused, “Actually, based on everything you just said, that’s a lie. You seem like an absolute jerk. I don’t know what Ashley ever saw in you, but whatever you had with her and whatever you did to this body, you certainly aren’t getting any more of it...ever.”

Five O'Clock News

The five o’clock news team was scrambling. With minutes before the broadcast, the Great Shift had struck. Of course, the body swapping event would be the top news story, but exactly how they were going to pull if off was yet to be figured out. They had all pulled together for major events on even shorter deadlines, but in those cases, they hadn’t been part of the story themselves!

Thomas was a producer who was lucky enough to be unshifted as he scrambled to pull all the pieces together. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found Ashley Wu, one of the anchors sitting back stage.

“You need to get to the desk,” Thomas instructed.

“I...I can’t,” Ashley’s body stuttered, “I’m n-n-not Ms. Wu! I’m just an intern! I’m John! And I can’t even walk in these heels! How do you expect me to get over there?”

“Take ‘em off! You look like Ashley. You’ll do fine. Or close enough. Whatever. I’m not sure we have a choice.”

“O-okay,” John continued to stutter as he slid his hands down his unfamiliar legs to take off the heels on his feet. He was glad Thomas had confidence in him to do this, because he sure didn’t have the confidence in himself.

Terrible Liar

It didn’t take long for Raymond to put the pieces together about the situation he was in. He knew he was a woman wearing a white dress sitting on a bed with rose pedals around him in a hotel room. He could hear a toilet flushing in the nearby bathroom. He thought fast, and quickly jumped up to use a chair to block the bathroom door from opening.

There was a knocking on the door.

“Hey Cheryl,” The man’s voice on the other side said, “I think the door is stuck.”

“Oh...no. I guess I have to...call the lobby,” Raymond said to the best of his ability, but he was a terrible actor.

“Babe? Are you messing with me?” There was a pause. “Or are you having trouble getting out of that dress and slipping into something more comfortable for our first night as man and wife?”

“No. It’s just that...uh...I...um...had my period just now. And I’m...uh...perioding all over the floor in here. Oh, yeah, it’s a mess. You don’t want this snatch tonight.”

“Now I know you’re messing with me. What’s wrong?”

Raymond knew he wasn’t selling any of these lies, but would this guy really believe the truth? That he suddenly swapped into the body of his newly wed bride?

Gimcrack (Part 2)

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As Hester and Elias left the mansion and walked through the streeets of town, taking in the modern world was a little overwhelming. On top of it all, Elias hated his new body, but Hester wasn’t much happier.

“You should’ve let me possess that one,” Hester eventually complained. “You know nothing about being a pretty woman. I was a pretty woman.”

“I didn’t exactly have any control over it.” Elias said confused, “It just was the closest one to me. And even if I could’ve, I don’t think I would’ve picked...uh...yours.”

“Are you saying I’m ugly now? Is that what you’re saying, Elias? You’re a total clodpole. I don’t know why I ever married you.”

“Uh...it was an arranged marriage.That’s why. I know we’ve been stuck together in corporeal forms for about a hundred years, but I almost thought our animosity for each other was mutual.”

“Oh, it is Elias. It is.”

Garbage Day

With garbage pickup suspended for a week after the Great Shift, trash was piling up in people’s homes. When it finally resumed, it was impossible to not notice how much longer pickup was taking.

In part, this was due to the pause, more time between pickups simply meant there was more trash to be collected. Many of the garbagemen were still unaccounted for. Then there were people like Jeff. Whereas his old body was used to just grabbing several bags at a time and throwing them into the back of the truck, his post-Shift female body wasn’t nearly as strong.

He was sure he’d bulk up his new feminine arms in no time, but for now he was limited to a single bag at a time.

The delays would continue.

Never Fire a Shot into the Air

When I was young, my dad told me would take me hunting. He warned me never to fire a shot into the air, because you never knew where it was going to land. He even shared a story about a guy who knew who fired his rifle in celebration after bagging a deer only to have the bullet come down at hit him in the head as he left the forest. I don’t know if that story was true, but I probably should’ve taken his advice to heart.

When my friend and I got our hands on this weird body swapping ray, it started out as fun. You’d zap one person with it, zap another, and then the two people would swap bodies. We messed with people for hours.

We were laughing at the whole thing, and then my so-called friend decided to zap me. I wrestled it from his hands, knowing that I would swap with whoever was zapped next. I probably should’ve smashed the thing, or just swapped with him. Instead, I thought it would just be harmless to just shoot it in the air.

I should’ve listened to my dad.

It took about an hour for the shot to come back down to Earth. But I knew immediately when it did. I wasn’t with my friend anymore. I wasn’t in the same city anymore. I wasn’t even a guy anymore. Just as my dad had warned me when hunting, the shot of the body swap ray had come back down to Earth. I’m sure my friend would be amused by my current body. Heck, he was probably amused while talking to her now that she was in my body. She was probably freaking out with what I imagine were lots of “like”s and “gawd”s. But now I needed to figure out how to get back there and sort this whole mess out.