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Read part 2  here ! Still reeling from his first female orgasm, Andre was desperate for something, anything to keep his mind off the distractions of his new body, but as much as he tried, his mind kept wandering back to the morning’s events. He had masturbated in his new body, and he had loved it. He felt embarrassed to admit it, but the thing that turned him on the most was how feminine he felt the whole time, how different he now was compared to his old body. He imagined his teammates seeing him now, moaning like a girl - no, not like a girl, AS as girl, he corrected himself grimly. He felt his cheeks blush red in embarrassment, but strangely, this feeling did nothing to take his body out of the worked up state it was in. In fact, the growing feeling of emasculation was only turning him on even more. In the blink of an eye, his life had been taken from him, leaving him as… Sabrina. Thin, frail, unmistakably feminine, and he couldn’t have been more aroused. Feeling the shame give way

As Paul slipped into the back seat of the Uber, he took one last look at his mom in the doorway and waved goodbye. “Don’t worry, it’s just a couple of days, i’ll be back from the scholarship conference before you know it!” He shouted as the car pulled away, leaving his house behind. Paul waited a few seconds before his mom was out of sight and breathed out a sigh of relief. “Finally, i thought she’d never let me out of her sight.” He quickly pulled off the oversized hoodie he had left the house in to reveal the outfit he had bought in secret for the trip, a cute crop top that he knew his new breasts almost spilled out of perfectly.   It had been a month since the Great Shift had placed Paul in the body of Lauren, his neighbor’s college age daughter visiting for the holidays, and his parents had been watching him like a hawk ever since, making sure he wouldn’t “disrespect her body.” He had pretended to hate his new situation, which bought him a little room, but privately, he loved his n

“Perfect” Will smiled as he felt a rush of energy spread to his chest, filling out a previously loose bikini with large, soft breasts. Checking his reflection in his phone camera, he took a look at the time and breathed out a sigh of relief. He only had a few seconds before the spell’s time limit ran out. He had found the spell book in a box of his grandfather’s old things, abandoned next to old photo albums and trophies. There were only a couple pages in the thin notebook, with a handful of spells written out on each one. It wasn’t until he jokingly read out the first one and almost set his house on fire that he realized that they were the real deal. Most of the spells seemed either useless or too dangerous to try, but one spell caught his eye, mostly due to a note in the margins written in his grandfather’s handwriting - SINGLE USE ONLY. He took a closer look at the spell, apparently one that could transform your body, and realized exactly what the note’s implications meant. The spel

Read part 1 here! Feeling the stress of the day’s events weighing on his eyelids, Andre decided to call it a night, bringing him to his next daunting step - Sabrina’s nighttime routine. Brushing her teeth was familiar enough, although the brush felt different moving along her straight, bright white teeth than it had on his old ones. He chanced a closer look at his new face in the bathroom mirror while he brushed, taking in his new features. He focused on her nose, petite and slightly upturned, a big difference from his old one. It was actually kind of cute. He glanced up for a second, taken in by Sabrina’s striking blue eyes as he looked the woman in the mirror in the eyes. Embarrassed, he averted his gaze, watching the toothbrush move in and out between his newly feminine lips until he finished brushing.   The shirt he’d been wearing was good enough to sleep in, but he figured the bra had to go at some point. It was a godsend when he was up and moving around, but now it was starting t

Andre fell back into his chair, in shock at what the officer had just told him. “What do you mean there’s no way back? That can’t be right, why can’t you find who did this and put me back in my own body? Do something!” A silence fell over the room as the man sized Andre up, clearly not intimidated by his outburst. As Andre shrunk down further in his seat, he realized for the first time just how petite he now was, a far cry from his old, imposing self. Satisfied that his point was made, the officer started with an almost bored look on his face, making it clear that this wasn’t the first time he’d made this speech, and it definitely wouldn’t be the last. “Look, Mr…” he paused for a second as he scanned through his notes “…Johnson, while we appreciate the situation you’ve been put in, unfortunately there’s nothing we can do to place you back in your former body. All i’m at liberty to say is that a rogue member of our agency has been using bodyswapping technology to evade capture by our ag

Working security at the new chemical plant outside of town had it’s benefits, but unfortunately safety regulations weren’t one of them. Andres had been hired as a night guard at the plant a few weeks back, and was loving it so far. His only job was to make sure no one broke in overnight, a job that in his mind, was already being done well enough by the locked gates and alarm system, leaving him with a lot of free time on his hands. Growing bored of sitting by the security desk all night watching TV, he had begun exploring the facility in his spare time, including snagging a quick workout at the employee gym which he’d usually follow with a long shower in the locker room to pass the time.   That evening, however, after his usual workout, he noticed a restricted sign posted on the locker room door, restricting access to cleanup personnel while a leak was being investigated. Sweaty from a particularly intense workout, Andres decided to use his access card to swipe into the room anyways. W

Nate smiled as he looked across the table at his date for the night, a tall, handsome guy he had matched with on tinder the day before. It still shocked him that he was using tinder at all, let alone looking for men on there, but a lot had changed in the last few weeks. An electrical storm had somehow swapped his body with his neighbor down the hall, a young woman who had just moved in last month. In an instant, his perspective had gone from lounging on his couch after a long day at work to sitting in front of a large mirror, staring at Samira’s freshly made up face. He had caught a glimpse of her in the elevator when she was moving in, hands full with boxes and dressed in a baggy sweatshirt, but now he was presented undeniable evidence of how beautiful she really was. He gazed into her deep brown eyes, mesmerized at how her reflection followed every movement he did. He brought his hand up to his face, pausing for a moment to admire the hand he now saw in front of him. It was smaller t