Have you ever had the desire that, feeling you were cheated because of the way things are, that you work, your talents are overlooked and used because you don't have the right stuff? In a moment of disgust, maybe hope you wish if you were the guy things would be different. When morning arrives you find that your desires have come true. But everything was going great as she is a guy now. But if she is a guy, what happens to the guy you were you switch with. And does it to him becomes her, she, the thing didn't go positive to him/her he/she had to learn to be a girl, in short, be pretend to be her. And do her job.
Just Body Swapping Stories By AG
Friday, 22 November 2024
Just give it a go
Wednesday, 13 November 2024
Is this real me?
It is hard to recall how it happened.
I was out for an afternoon strobe when the weather took an unexpected turn.
Before I knew it the sun had been replaced by angry-looking brain clouds.
I was in the middle of nowhere dressed in a pair of shorts hiking boots and a light jacket and the rain started.
I looked around for somewhere to shelter anything a barn stable or even a hole in the ground.
There was absolutely nothing around me but open field for miles.
I trudged along getting more and more sodden.
Then all of a sudden there was a cracker funder and a flash of lightning and I saw an old mansion in front of me.
I wondered why I had not seen it.
The place looked deserted and rundown.
I pushed my way through overgrown bushes along the weedy path to the front door.
To my relief, it was not locked and easily pushed open on creaking old hinges.
The place was dusty full of comp webs and spells of dampness.
It was clear to see nobody had lived in this building for years.
I went into what I guessed used to be the main living room.
I smashed up a couple of the old worm-eating furniture to make kindling.
I pulled down some of the moth-eaten curtained.
Now all I needed was something to set it alright.
On top of the mental piece under layers and layers of dust was an old box of matches
My hands were shaking so much now because of the cold that I spilt half of them on the floor.
I just needed one of these Old matches to strike the first free snap on me but the fourth one first into beautiful orange flame.
The drill old curtain material went up beautifully and the wood quickly followed.
I piled more and more onto the fire until it was raging.
The room slowly warmed up and was lit by a beautiful orange glow that sent ghostly shadows dancing around the walls.
I sat close to the fire warming myself up as the storm raged outside.
So exhausted was I drifted off to sleep in front of the fire.
I had a strange dream of a wedding where I was the Bride.
A dream where my husband had brought me home on a cold and wet stormy night.
I had gotten so cold on the carriage ride across the moors that he had placed me in front of a roaring fire to warm me up when I got there.
I awoke many hours later feeling strange and out of place.
I was still sitting in front of the fire but now the room was no longer a ruined around me.
It was beautifully decorated and furnished.
It spoke of opulence and wealth and good taste.
As I sat there staring at everything around me the drawers opened and a man who I knew instinctively was my husband smiled at me.
I rose from the floor noticing for the first time I was never a woman wearing a pretty dress.
I was confused and did not know what to do.
Before I knew what I was doing my body was moving on its own.
It was like being a passenger inside your own body looking for your own eyes but with no control over your actions.
I greeted him as a loving wife would.
He asked me if I was feeling better.
Did the rest in front of the fireplace warm me up after the long carriage ride to get here?
I told him of this crazy dream that I had just had.
Where I was a man and this house was a ruin and I had been quoted a freaked storm and had to refute here.
He smiled and told me that was an unbelievable dream.
I still have these occasional dreams of being a man living in the future with all its strange technology moving pictures and horseless courage.
Some of the things I see terrify me.
I no longer tell my husband of my dreams.
They only worry him.
I keep them to myself in this diary.
But it is getting hard and hard to believe they are just dreams.
Some of the things I have dreamt of have started to come true.
My husband had booked us on the Maiden via the White Star's newest and biggest ship the Titanic to celebrate my pregnancy.
That night I had the most terrible dream that the Titanic would hit an iceberg and sink.
I made him cancel our passage and book us on another ocean liner.
When the news broke that their Titanic had sank he looked at me curiously.
I know he is wondering if I knew the ship was going to sink.
Cannot help wondering if the dream of being a man and living in the future was really a reality and if this was some sort of weird side effect of sleeping in this house?
Saturday, 15 June 2024
Just tricked into it Requested by bz
Wednesday, 10 April 2024
You bastard!
37-year-old Sandra believed everything that had gone wrong in her life was because of her gender.
She believed her life would have been better easier and more successful if she had been a man.
One night whilst drunk on cheap sparkling wine she saw a shooting star and made a wish.
She was she had got the Promotion instead of Alan.
Who had only gotten it in her opinion because he was a man.
The next morning she awoke to a whole new reality.
A reality where she was a healthy fit and handsome young man.
Where she was the head of her department and in charge of so many people.
Where she had money in the bank a fast car and no debts.
Where she had hundreds of women hanging off her arm and begging to take her to bed.
She did not know it at the time but her wish had affected somebody else.
She had no idea that Allan who had gotten the promotion and hadn't really been in the bank women hanging off his arm begging him for sex had a walk to find himself in the body of a young woman.
A young woman in a rundown apartment with debts up to her eyeballs and working as a secretary in the company he used to be a manager in.
He had no idea why it happened to him.
he had no idea why nobody knew what he was talking about when he tried to explain to them who he used to be.
It was only when he had no choice but to get dressed and go off to work as a woman and a secretary he went to the only person who would listen to him.
The head of his department was a rugged handsome young man named Simon.
Who just like him was out of place and did not understand how to be who they were now.
Simon explained to him who he used to be.
He explained his wish and how he had woken up three days ago as a man.
Allen now Andrea begged her to make another wish.
She begged her to undo what she had done.
She begged her to give him back his life his body and his gender.
But she loved being the big strong man and watching the young delicate woman big and cry.
She found it made her hard and horny.
She knew it was wrong of her but she knew she was going to have some fun with this.
She told him to stop crying.
She told him to come on with his work and she would see what she could.
She pretended for the next three days to do research into what happened to them.
She decided to convince him the only way that they could change their lives back whilst by letting her her sex with him.
He was not happy at the idea of dropping his knickers and spreading his legs.
But she was very convincing.
She took his video and he over her office desk during the lunch break.
He enjoyed it more than he thought he would which made him depressed and sad especially when she told him she had lied to him just to get into his knickers.
She told him he would have to get used to men treating him like this.
She told him it was not easy being a woman in a man's world.
She told him as he slipped his knickers back on keep up the good work and one day you might make it to head secretary.
Sunday, 7 April 2024
A change of places.
Monday, 29 January 2024
Trapped as one's own mother.
Single mother Sally and her 16-year-old son Alan could not see eye to eye.
He could not understand why he had to clean his room.
He could not understand why he had to do his laundry.
He could not understand why he had to cook his tea occasionally.
He fought his mother should do everything for him.
He could not understand why his mother could not do her job and look after him and the house at the same time.
He fought she was just making a bigger deal out of it than needed to be.
But this morning things took a strange twist.
Alan awoke in his mother's body.
Panic-stricken and frightened he ran into his own and awoke his own body.
He was hoping his mother was inside.
She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw her face palette stricken looking down at her.
She said I did not believe it would work but it has.
Alan looked at her and said I take it this was your doing.
She just smiled and said I am going to give you a piece of your own medicine.
Unto you understand how hard it is to work a job look after a house and deal with a spoiled brat like you you will be stuck in my middle female body.
Now if I remember rightly you don't get up for another hour and you expect breakfast on the table.
So I am going back to sleep you go downstairs to call me breakfast.
Alan started to complain and she just looked at him and said the more you complained the longer you stayed.
Alan had no choice but to go downstairs in his mother's body feeling dreadful and cook breakfast.
He burnt the Toast overcooked the eggs and the coffee brood was almost undrinkable.
His mother came downstairs in his body dressed and complained about the state of breakfast.
She looked at her son in his body and told him you better go upstairs shower and get dressed you've got work in an hour.
He went reading the face and told her you're telling me I've got to wash my own mother's body I've got a see my own mother naked.
She just looked at him and said my body is not that repulsive.
He stumped upstairs to get himself showered.
He shouted down 20 minutes later for his mother's help to get dressed.
She came upstairs and told him she was only going to help him once so he better pay attention.
She pulled out her work uniform a pair of knickers and a bra.
She helped him into the bra and made him put the knickers on the right way round.
He stepped into her work uniform and he buttoned it up.
He felt ridiculous in it.
She explained that the bus would drop him off at the supermarket where she worked.
She gave him a list of groceries he would have to buy and bring home with him.
A few told him after work there was a pile of laundry waiting and all the beds needed changing.
He looked at her and said what are you going to do whilst you're in my body?
She just looked at him and said I'm going to sit around the house playing video games and making a mess for you to clean up.
She picked up her hand back removed her credit card and handed it to him.
He went off to work in her body feeling ridiculous in the uniform he was wearing.
He did not like the way it punished looking front when the wind hit or the way tried to lift and flush his knickers.
The bus was 10 minutes late and he practically had a run from the stop to the shop to make sure he was there on time.
His first job of today was to stack shelves boring and repetitive work.
His second job of the day was to serve on one of the tills.
He sat there scanning people's items with a smile on his face not wanting to get his mother fired.
After the five-hour shift was up he did her shopping queued up for 10 minutes paid and headed out to wait for the bus.
As he was still there it started to rain and there was no shelter.
By the time he got home, he was ripping wet cold and pissed off.
He was annoyed to see the breakfast dishes were still on the side and not a single finger around the health I'd been doing.
He thought back to all the time she had asked for help and he had refused.
He now knew how she felt will he did this to her after a long day at work.
He knew there was no point moaning or crying over it.
He put the shopping away and went and did the laundry following the instructions she had left for him on the machine.
He went upstairs and changed the beds before cleaning the bathroom with heading downstairs to make dinner.
Thankfully she had left a recipe out for him and all he had to do was follow it.
Dinner turned out a lot better than breakfast.
He shouted for his brother to come downstairs for dinner.
She came downstairs looking half asleep and said I don't know how you managed to do nothing more day it's boring and exhausting.
He just looked at her and said I think I now understand how hard your life is can we swap back?
She just said I think and of the week or so in my body living my life then I will consider us what.
She sat down and started eating the meal he had prepared looked at him and said it was almost as good as mine.
Between thoughtful of the food she said tomorrow you will be completely on your own I will not be helping you with anything.
You will have to get yourself up prepare breakfast get ready for work and do the job from the house before preparing tea.
He looked at her with tears in his eyes and said I take it you will be set around here doing nothing.
Just looked at him and said to better understand each of what we have to live each of our lives I don't enjoy being you and you don't enjoy being me.
If only he had known that his mother was enjoying being him.
If only he knew that she was planning to disappear with his body and start a new life somewhere else he might not have been obedient.
But he did not know so he was going to do his best to convince her that he understood her life and how hard she had it.