FemaleFantasy's TG Captions

It was time for Joey to face the truth:   There was nothing stopping him from going home: His Identity was in place, he had regained access to his bank account, he had even received his temporary travel documents in the mail weeks ago as the world slowly returned to a post-shift “normal” around him. He had every opportunity to book a flight back home and return to his old life, but… he hadn’t. And every day he procrastinated it seemed less and less likely that he would.  The Truth was, the Great Shift had landed him in paradise on earth, literally. He had gone to bed in his cramped studio apartment in New York and woken up in a beachside resort in Jamaica in the body of one of its staff members. Seeing as there were no flights off the island, he had managed to negotiate a deal with one of the resort’s owners once the initial shock of waking up in a strange woman’s body had worn off. Tourism had ground to a halt as countries around the world slowly regained control of the situa...

It made his stomach turn just thinking about it. Tom had done everything right: The right grades, the right schools, the right connections. Everything to ensure that he’d be successful, powerful, driven. And all it had taken was one wrong move to bring it all toppling down.   His job had warned him when he signed on for the business trip to Hong Kong. Go to the office, go to the hotel, eat in your room. He had seen the same warnings around the airport as well. A particularly bad outbreak of the Gender Virus had practically ground business to a halt. His company would have pulled out too if the deal wasn’t critical - In fact, the only reason he had been able to go along as a junior associate at all had been because he had taken the place of his manager, who had pulled out at the last minute when he deemed the health risk too high. But Tom had been dying to prove himself. He had actually jumped at the opportunity, desperate to prove himself as a hard worker. He had rolled the dice, a...

Jacob was running out of time. He knew he couldn't keep coming up with excuses to get out of his duties. When the storm had hit his small town, swapping the bodies of anyone unlucky enough to be caught outside at the wrong time , he thought the worst of it was over when he found himself in the body of Melissa, the youth pastor's beautiful new wife. That, at least, he thought he could deal with. But then came the decree. "What passed was an act of God," Pastor James had said in church that Sunday, "And the lord has a plan. Play the role given to you, that is the only road to salvation". The Pastor's word was as good as law within Jacob’s family, and so instead of finding himself packing his bags and leaving for college, as he had planned, he had moved in with Adam, the unshifted youth pastor whose wife's body he now inhabited. And Adam had strong views on how a woman should behave, no matter who she had been in the past. A good wife should obey her hu...

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“Dad! Kate is here!” Sam shouted, opening the door and walking away before Charlie even had a chance to say a word to his son.   Charlie stopped in his tracks. He had rushed over to his house without even thinking about what he was going to say, but as he looked down the hall, whatever words he did have froze in the back of his throat. He saw his own body walk down the stairs with a smile. “Kate! you’re early, why don’t you sit down, i’ll make you a coffee before i head out.” “Listen, i don’t know how you managed to steal my body,” he hissed in a low whisper, looking over his shoulder to make sure his son had left the room. “But you’re going to give it back. Now. Or-“ “-Or what?” She interjected, smiling. “You have no plan, no proof, you don’t even know how I did it. So let me tell you how this is going to work. One: You’re not Charlie Daniels anymore. You’re just the girl that babysits his kids. Two: This swap is permanent, for you at least, so you can get used to being in my old ...