That was go!

3 days ago, Jack had his Body stolen by a woman.

He was terrified and confused, not knowing what to do about it.

He contacted his Loved ones, but nobody would believe his story.

They thought he was a crazy woman and threatened him with the police if he did not stop calling their homes.

He had no choice but to settle down into his new life and Body, whatever that was.

He decided to take a shower because he had started to smell.

After the shower, he sat down with a towel wrapped around him, a grin all over his face. 

Goodbye.

 

Mrs Tina was a gold digger and married to one of the richest men in the country. 

She was also a spoiled brat, a racist, and saw anybody beneath her as dirt. 

She treated the household staff horribly, making their lives miserable. 

For no reason, she especially hated the elderly, overweight Mexican gardener. 

She liked to make his life hard.

She had no idea that he came from a long line of Sharmans and would get his revenge. 

65-year-old Manuel let himself back into the mansion with his own set of keys. 

He performed the ritual in the dead of night, knowing Mrs Tina would be on her own as her husband was at his Club. 

Once inside her gorgeous Body, he could hear her freaking out downstairs, so he cast a second spell to put her to sleep in his Body. 

He headed downstairs, noticing how much her Body swayed and bounced with every step. 

He struggled to get his old Body into a chair now that he was so much more delicate and weaker. 

He tied her up and then reversed the sleeping spell. 

She woke and could not believe what she was seeing through her new old blurry eyes, and said in a voice that was not her own, "What's going on here?" 

Frank said to her in her sweet and delicate voice, between puffs How does it feel now to be the underpaid, overweight, filthy, illegal immigrant gardener. 

I have phoned the cops, and they're coming to get you. 

I have told them you broke in and tried to assault me, but I managed to overpower you and knock you out. 

If you tell them who you really are, they're going to think you're mad.

My advice is to keep your mouth shut and hope they don't deport you back to Mexico. 

He heard the sirens coming up the drive, and he gave her one more smile and said, "Enjoy your new life, Mrs Tina. 

I was a Witch!

Robert had purchased an old door from an antique shop and had it installed in his home. That night, at the stroke of midnight, he felt compelled to walk through the door into his home office. He had no idea where the door had taken him, and he was shocked to find that he had turned into a woman.

All he knew was that he was in danger and needed to return through the door to his original reality. However, every time he attempted to pass back through, something held him back. In desperation, he grabbed an old-looking axe, determined to break his way through the door. He swung the axe and cracked the door, causing a massive explosion of heat and light.

Suddenly, the door vanished, leaving behind only a gaping hole in the wall. He was still trapped as a woman in this unfamiliar reality. Meanwhile, in his original time and Body, the woman whose form he now inhabited was plotting her revenge against the society that had sentenced her to a lifetime of agony and pain in a void. Now, Robert was condemned to suffer her fate and Punishment for her crimes against mankind and nature.

Its all yours now.

Jack smiled at Emma, now in his ancient, old male Body, as she glared at him from the wheelchair, telling him to return her Body to her.

Jack lit a cigarette, for the first time in years, and just said no.

He looked at her sitting there and said, "I could see you for what you were from the first day: a gold digger." We weren't in Love with me. You're in Love with my money, my house, my power, while now you've got it all, including my Body, something you did not want.

I know I will leave this house with little more than just your Body and a couple of suitcases of clothing and jewellery, but I do not care. I can start afresh and make a new fortune for myself after enjoying your flesh.

He finished his cigarette and stubbed it out on the ground, and headed upstairs, unsteady on the high heels he was wearing, the pack, whilst she screamed and shouted from the wheelchair, unable to believe what a twist her life had taken.

He came downstairs, 3 suitcases packed, and headed out the front door to a waiting taxi. 

I will get her for this!

2 years ago, Anthony had his Body and life stolen by a prostitute named Sally. 

After mini hard weeks in her Body, living her life and working her job, he had managed to track her down in his Body. 

He went to see her and pleaded with her to swap them back. 

She refused, telling him that if he did not get out of her house, she would call the cops. 

That's when he lost it.

He assaulted her with a lamp. 

She reported him to the police, and he was arrested. 

Because of her previous run-ins with the law for prostitution, shoplifting, and other petty crimes, she was sentenced to 5 years in the women's correctional facility. 

After a lot of soul searching and personality changes, he was a model prisoner and was up for parole. 

Part of his parole was that he could not go anywhere near Anthony Monroe. 

He promised he would behave, follow the rules, and do everything his parole officers told him to. 

But the minute he got out of prison and was on the bus to his new life, he was already planning to break his parole and go after Sally. 

I love you life.

I was on stage practising my routine for tonight's show, when my old Body walked in and came up to me.

She apologised to me for stealing my Body and my life and leaving me trapped in her horny Body working as a stripper for the last six months.

She told me she was ready to swap back, and all I had to do was agree, and the Magic would work.

I looked at her and said that I did not want to swap back. 

I said you thought my life was so easy. 

Yes, I had money.

Yes, I was a man who had it easy.

Yes, I had a good job.

But I was miserable, and you have just discovered that.

But you see, I like being a woman.

Yes, there is that time every month that I hate it. 

But sex is more incredible as a woman. 

Your orgasms are amazing, and the rush I get from dancing and stripping for men is the greatest thing I've ever felt in my life.

So I would run along if I were you because I never want to be a man again, and I never want to see you again ever. 

That's the one.

I was kidnapped by a mad scientist. 

He was going to give my Body to somebody else and gave me two choices. 

An old man in his 70s with a small fortune, or a beautiful young woman who works as a high-class sex worker.

As much as I did not want to be a woman or a sex worker, the minute I saw her Body naked on a slab, my mind was made up.

Which Body and life would you have chosen? 

That not me.

Sally had never seen her Body from this angle before and could not believe how stunningly beautiful she was. 

She just thought it was a pity that there was now an evil man inside it, controlling it and making it do things she would never do.

Whilst she was stuck in the Body of a Chihuahua, yapping, running around, trying to make people understand her and what had happened to her. 

My wedding?

I was backpacking through Europe and decided to go hitchhiking that day, even though I had been warned against it. 

I thought, as a young, healthy, strong man, what harm could come to me? 

After all, I wasn't a defenceless woman. 

I was soon picked up by a greasy-looking man in a delivery truck. 

I communicated that we were heading in the same direction, and he confirmed it. 

The journey would take three hours, so I was relieved not to have to make the trip alone.

About halfway through, he offered me some of his lunch: a cup of coffee from a flask and a bit of bread. 

Not wanting to be rude and feeling quite hungry, I happily devoured the bread and washed it down with the sweet and delightful coffee. 

I must have drifted off because when I woke up, I was in a nightmare.

I found myself no longer in the truck with the greasy driver but instead as a woman in a wedding dress, standing next to a man. 

I was informed that we were now married, and I had to obey him no matter what, or there would be consequences. 

As I sat alone in the room, tears flowing down my face, my wedding dress feeling out of place and frightening, another woman entered.

She reassured me that everything would be okay. 

She was heavily pregnant and spoke flawless English.

I asked her what was happening, and she explained that the poor girls from these villages wanted to escape their tragic lives. 

To do so, they had been kidnapping foreign tourists to swap into their bodies, then selling the tourists—now trapped in women's bodies—to men as wives or playthings. 

I looked at her in disbelief, asking how they could let this happen and whether nobody would stop it. 

The woman stroked her belly and replied, "I wasn't always a woman. I was once like you—a young man backpacking across Europe. 

Then I was picked up while hitchhiking, and I woke up here, married to a man. That was almost three years ago. 

This is my second child, and I am quite happy in my life here, even though it consists of cooking, cleaning, raising children, and satisfying a relentless man. 

Things could have been a lot worse. 

I've heard stories of people who rebelled, fought back, and tried to escape their new lives, and I know how they ended up."

She continued, "If you want my advice, stop crying. 

Accept your husband and your marital duties. 

Trust me, the first time is hard, but after that, you will grow to Love it. These men can be decent if you treat them right and keep them happy." 

After she left the room, I had a lot to think about. 

Her words lingered in my mind, and I gave up all thoughts of escaping or trying to get people to believe who I really was.

Although I didn't like the idea, her words held a certain truth. 

I had to adapt and do what was expected of me.

I stood up, wiped away my tears, and asked the woman watching me for help to tidy my makeup. 

Then I joined my husband in the marital Suite, where he introduced me to a world of pleasure and ecstasy beyond my imagination. 

Could I really believe that a woman's pleasure could be so profound and transcendent? 

I was beginning to think that I could grow to like this body, this life, and my new role in it after just one fuck.

My new life.

Richard, the assistant to the district attorney, was walking home from the office after another late night working on the Robinson inquiry.

The Robinson inquiry was set up to help take down local gang leaders, drug dealers, and pimps, which upset quite a few people.

Those people were unable to bribe the district attorney or his assistant, so they decided to put someone in the office to pass on information and lose evidence. Suddenly, that person became Richard.

As he stood at the crossing, waiting to cross to the other side, a windowless panel van pulled up beside him. 

A beautiful woman in the van asked him for directions.

Captivated by her beauty and charm, Richard leaned over to give her the directions she needed. 

Just then, someone snuck up behind him—her accomplice—and injected him in the side of the neck with knockout drops. 

When Richard came too many days later, he found himself in a situation that completely messed with his mind. 

Now, he was in the body of a beautiful young woman, complete with curves and assets. 

Panic set in as he realised the extent of the transformation; he no longer had his manhood between his legs.

The beautiful woman from the van entered the room and tried to calm him down. 

In a soothing and seductive voice, she warned him that if he didn't comply, they would have to restrain him. 

She explained that a clever and twisted man had taken over his body, and for the past few days, he had been sabotaging the Robinson inquiry. 

She told him he had to accept what had happened to him—his new body, his new gender, and his new identity.

Richard was now Stephanie Thomas, a 22-year-old woman, a college dropout working as a model and part-time stripper. 

She informed him that she was now in the body of the gangster who had taken over his life, and she would be keeping a close eye on him to make sure he didn't change her character. 

She provided him with a load of revealing and uncomfortable female clothes and underwear. Additionally, she handed him a bag containing his new identity—his driver's license, tampons, condoms, and keys to his apartment. 

They dropped him off outside the apartment where he now lived, located on a back street not far from a local strip joint. 

They instructed him to read everything they had left for him in the apartment to learn what he needed to know as Stephanie.

He was also warned not to reveal his true identity to anyone or try to convince anyone from his old life that he really was who he was. 

If he did, they threatened to give him a life far less desirable than the one he now had.

Entering his new apartment, Richard was surprised to discover one detail they hadn't mentioned: She/He had a boyfriend who was very unhappy that she had been out all night. 

When he checked her purse and found no money, he realised she hadn't been working. The boyfriend looked at him hungrily and said, "I guess you owe me an apology for making me worry so much."

Instinctively, Richard found himself getting to his knees in front of the man and was not overly surprised when the boyfriend whipped out his member. 

Although it disgusted him, he felt an unexpected thrill as he took it into his mouth. 

The act was more pleasurable than he could have imagined. 

Life as Stephanie was easy, simple, and complicated all at once.

During emotional moments throughout the month, he found himself missing his old life and wishing he could speak to his parents, sister, and friends to let them know what had happened. 

However, fear held him back; if these people could swap his body for someone else's, what else were they capable of? 

So, he kept his mouth shut, determined to be the perfect girlfriend who worked hard and earned money, living a life similar to that of many other women out there—even if it wasn't entirely satisfying to him.

She is mad.

I stood outside what used to be my home.

I know Jessica, the woman who had stolen my body and life.

I rang the doorbell.

When she opened the door, I hit her on the head with my pistol.

I tied her to a chair so she could not hurt me.

I unloaded some of the bullets from my pistol slowly.

I said to her are you going to give me my body back and life? 

She looked at me with angry eyes and said, " There's no way back.

Your life is mine, and mine is yours. 

You go back to the streets and leave me to live my comfortable life. I click the pistol shut and spring the chamber. 

I said to her, If there's no way back, then I'm going to make your life a misery in my body. 

I shot her in the right knee and said are you sure there's no way back before shooting her in the left. 

She screamed in agony. There's no way back. It was a one-way swap.

It doesn't matter how much you do to me; you will never get your life, your body, your fortune back. 

I put the gun against my former crotch and said, " Are you willing to bet those balls on that? "With tears running down her eyes in absolute agony, she said, ' Just get it over with. 

I put the pistol back in my handbag and said goodbye. 

I knew she was telling the truth then as I knew she loved my balls and cock and would not risk them for the world. 

I left town that night knowing I was trapped as a lowly educated woman with a criminal conviction for shoplifting prostitution and probably had the police looking for me for the assault on her. 

I changed my name; I became a different woman, settled down in a different town, doing what she had left me doing.

Making money with my body and hoping one day that night would never catch up with me. 

But it did, and that's why I am sitting here, locked in this madhouse, talking to you about why I did what I did. 

 

But I do not wanto be her!

Rich, spoiled 21-year-old Jason had no idea what was going on. 

One minute, he was himself, and the next, he was not. 

He was a beautiful young woman with ample cleavage in a silver dress. 

Then two men took hold of him, blindfolded him, tied him up and left him. 

It's all his effort not to piss himself with fear. 

When the blindfold was removed, and he found out what was going on, he was even more terrified.

Apparently, aady woman wanted his body and life.

So they had kidnapped him, taken his body, and left. 

Now he had two options he could go back to her husband and live her life or take his chances on the streets. 

Thailand.

Frank and Billy went to Thailand for a little bit of fun. 

Frank and Billy did not expect the fun would lead them to a whole new life out there. 

They went with two ladyboys one night and found themselves the next morning robbed of everything, including their bodies. 

Unlike a lot of people, this had happened to them, and they did not bother reporting it. 

They just assumed their new lives as ladyboys and sex workers. 

They hopped the two who had stolen their bodies, now enjoying their boring married lives back in the United States. 

You can have it all..

When Benjamin's life took a jaw-dropping twist after a stunning young woman commandeered his body through a mysterious and powerful medallion, his initial reaction was one of fury and desperation. He was determined to reclaim what was rightfully his, to wrest his life back from this stranger who had so boldly invaded his existence.  However, after spending six transformative weeks living in her striking, vibrant form, he found himself enchanted by this new reality, a world far more breathtaking and alluring than the one he had previously inhabited.

One crisp afternoon, Benjamin found himself standing in front of his former home—an opulent retreat that was steeped in memories, echoes of laughter and moments of solitude that had defined him. The luxurious surroundings, once a source of pride, now felt foreign, a bittersweet reminder of the life he had once led.  As he stood there, lost in thought, he contemplated his next move, the weight of his decisions pressing down on him.

With a surge of resolve, he stripped down to his underwear, feeling the cool air brush against his skin, grounding him in the moment. He retrieved his trusty shotgun from a hidden nook beneath the floorboards, the weapon's familiar heft igniting a sense of purpose within him.  Today, he was prepared for confrontation; today, he aimed to end the perilous use of the medallions that had wrought this chaotic upheaval in his life.

Yet, as he stood poised and ready, a flicker of realisation washed over him, catching him off guard. This wasn't merely about a desire to reclaim his former existence; it had evolved into something much deeper and more profound.  He suddenly understood that his mission was more about shielding others from the same harrowing fate he had faced. The thought ignited a fire within him—a newfound determination to protect, to safeguard lives that were potentially at risk from Stephanie's reckless actions. 

No longer fixated on reclaiming material possessions or the trappings of his old life, Benjamin embraced this unexpected challenge with an open heart and unwavering courage. His journey had transformed from a quest for personal vindication into a noble endeavour—a mission to ensure that no one else would fall victim to the chaos that had become his reality.

So he destroyed the medallions, trapping himself and Stephanie like they were.

Am I now a ghost?

Robert had become a mere echo of a woman confined within the Old Mansion, yearning for someone to enter as he once did. 

He longed to be free in their body, while they would be trapped within hers, just as he was now.

So I am her now!

Jack once believed that stockings, high heels, and short skirts were the essential office wardrobe for women. However, after a transformative week living as his secretary and embracing her style, he discovered that these items weren't just uncomfortable; they often drew unwanted attention. This experience opened his eyes to how skewed his perception had been regarding what women should wear and how they should be treated in the workplace.

Feeling enlightened, Jack was eager for his secretary to switch back, confident that he had learned a valuable lesson. However, he was taken aback when she explained that there was so much more to the female experience in their office, including the challenges women face to maintain their positions. It was a moment of revelation for him, as he realised that understanding and empathy were crucial.

While he wasn't looking forward to the challenging tasks ahead, including some humbling moments, Jack's optimism prevailed. He recognised that these experiences could reshape his views entirely and foster a greater respect for the strong women he worked alongside. This journey of growth, while daunting, promised to enhance his personal, professional, and sex life!

Y do I like her life?

Paul had a moment of clarity as he realised why his sister Mary had chosen such a drastic path by swapping their bodies and leaving with his girlfriend. It became evident that Mary’s seemingly perfect life was not what it appeared to be. Her husband, though loving, had some controlling tendencies, managing every aspect of their lives with his own timeline and preferences. This left Mary feeling confined, spending most of her days at home, attending to chores while feeling unfulfilled in her marriage. 

After coming to the difficult realisation that divorce wasn’t an option for her, she sought an unconventional escape. With a touch of black magic, she initiated the body swap, allowing her to break free and embrace a new chapter. Now, she was finding joy in her newfound freedom, while Paul faced the challenge of navigating her past life. The complexities of their situation highlighted the importance of understanding happiness in relationships, and Paul was determined to learn from this experience. With a brighter outlook, he felt optimistic about discovering his path forward, filled with new possibilities and growth.

Not good.

Jack found himself in an unexpected predicament when he became the victim of a dubious back-alley body swap operation. His body, it turned out, was highly coveted, and the shop was determined to acquire it by any means necessary. 

Faced with a stark choice, Jack was presented with two alternative bodies. The first option belonged to a 45-year-old man, a hardworking immigrant who dedicated his life to lawn care. Living in a caravan on the outskirts of town, he was prepared to part with $20,000 for Jack's physique. The second option was far more glamorous: a vivacious 25-year-old woman, a dancer and performer at a local club, who had just hit the jackpot in the state lottery. She was willing to offer her body along with $40,000 as she was eager for a fresh chapter in her life. 

With limited choices and the threat of losing his body regardless, Jack ultimately decided to take the leap and choose the female body. 

Now, here he was, seated in a brothel, clad in lingerie, anxiously waiting for his first client. Just three days into this new life, he was grappling with his dissatisfaction—not just with the unfamiliarity of his new body and gender, but with the challenges that lay ahead.

When the door swung open and his first client stepped in, he felt a wave of uncertainty. Turning away wasn't an option, but the idea of the encounter filled him with apprehension. To his astonishment, standing before him was the previous owner of his former body—now inhabiting Jack's own form. Eager to experience the intimacy she once had, she was curious about what it would be like to share a moment with her old self and see someone else revel in the life she had lived.

With a mix of resignation and unexpected intrigue, Jack spoke up, "You know, they never gave me the money, so here I am—taking on the same path you chose." To his surprise, she smiled and replied, "If you impress me tonight, I promise a generous tip." 

"Alright then," he said with a hint of newfound determination, "let's head to the room and make this a memorable experience." 

In that moment, Jack felt a spark of optimism, ready to embrace the unpredictable adventure ahead and to see what it was like to fuck my his old cock.

It's all yours now.

Tony acted shocked and surprised when Sally told him that she had stolen his body and life because his life and body were better than hers. 

But Tony secretly was over the moon to find himself in Sally's voluptuous, gorgeous body. 

It was better than the fake life he had been living, complete with debt he had to take on to make people think he was wealthy and well-off.

By the time Sally had found out how badly off Tony really was, it was too late, and she could not switch back. 

Because she could not find Tony anywhere. 

He had packed up her belongings and skipped town at the first opportunity, starting a new life miles away from her.

On my wedding day.

Six weeks ago, Sam asked her friend Frank for help with wedding preparations. She transformed him into her double so he could stand in for her for a while. Frank was initially concerned when she didn’t return to change him back. For the past six weeks, he had been going through the motions of planning her wedding and essentially living her life. 

However, he secretly hoped she wouldn’t come back after experiencing love in his new body with her partner. On her wedding day, Frank was surprised when Sam showed up looking like his old self. 

At first, he thought she was there to reclaim her life, but he was pleasantly surprised to hear that she had used magic again to turn herself into him. To her amusement, he wasn’t upset at all. In fact, he was happy to be  her. He loved being a woman, was excited about marrying a man, and looked forward to one day becoming a husband and a father. 

He told Sam how happy he was to see her, and she expressed her hope that he liked being in her life. Frank hoped they would remain friends forever.