What's happening To Us?

"Mmmmmmm! That feels incredible baby!" Stacey said, enjoying the feel of the morning blow job.

"OMG! What the hell am I doing? Why am I letting mom do this, and more imprtantly, why aren't I stopping her?" Stacey was currently laying back in her parent's bed, her hands behind her head, her eyes closed, enjoying what had become a regular morning routine. The problem was, it wasn't exactly her eyes that were closed, but rather her father's as she was current;y in her father's body, while her mother slid her warm, wet lips up and down her fathers rock hard cock, or rather Stacey's rock hard cock, since it was Stacey currently in control of it, or not in control, depending how you looked at it.

Stacey was a cute,over achieving teenager. She had always been proud of her academic achievements. Constantly at the top of her class without even trying. Something she apparently took after her father in. Her mother was lovely,and so caring, but happy being a stay at home mom, with limited interests. Her father, on the other hand, was the Chief Financial Officer at a top investment firm, pulling in more than enough money to support his family and an abundance of interests,from classic cars, to collecting sports paraphernalia to owning racing horses and a dozen other interests in between.

Stacey's problem was, that although she had her fathers smarts, she was as shy as her mother,if not moreso. She longed to be as outgoing as her dad. To be popular at school. Especially with the boys. She figured she could be just as pretty as the popular girls, but every time she tried to dress, or do her make up like them, she became to embarrassed, wiped it off, put her conservative clothes back on, and went to school with her head down.

Being smart, she was involved in a number of extra curricular activities, including doing extra credit and learning at a tech company, owned by her fathers company. While there, she overheard someof the scientists talking about a device that switched peoples minds. Apparently there was one or two small problems but other than that, it had worked perfectly. Stacey didn't hear what the probems were, but she didn't care. First chance she got, she snuck the device out of the lab and took it home.

As she sat there, looking at the small device, she tried to figure who to swap with? One of the popular girls at school? Maybe Rebecca? She was the Queen Bee. Top of the social circle and more than a little bit of a self centred bitch. She could have any boy she wanted then, and Rebecca was rich too, so her quality of living wouldn't go down. No! Not Rebecca. Stacey's own grades would bottom out, as although a real beauty, Rebecca was dumb as a rock and would destroy Stacey's future inside of a day.

As she was thinking, her father, Tim, walked in. "Hey princess! How was tour day? Whatcha got there?", he said.

Stacey went to hide the device, but realised that it was too late. Dad had seen it and there was no hiding it from him now. Then a devilish thought crossed her mind. What about her dad? Sure it would be gross to be in his body for awhile, but it might be worth it? He'd make her popular inside an hour with his outgoing personality. Everyone loved her dad. Plus, she'd get to enjoy all the things he enjoyed. Well maybe not the Cuban cigars or his date nights with mom, but the other stuff. She smirked and thought, why not?

What Stacey didn't know was that her dad had recognised the device and wondered if his daughter knew what it was and how he could convince her to use it with him?

"Daddy? Have you ever wondered what it's like to be somebody else? To be another person and live their life?" Stacey asked.

"Of course pumpkin. Hasn't everyone?", he responded. Feigning ignorance. He liked where the conversation was going and wondered if this would be easier than he thought.

"What about being a woman, or a girl? Ever thought about that?",she tested.

Tim let out a deep belly laugh. "Well your mom is always telling me I wouldn't last 5 minutes as a woman, so it would be fun to prove her wrong." "It can't be this easy, can it?", Tim thought with an internal smile.

"Daddy? What if I told you this little device could switch our minds? what do you think? Would you do it,or would you be too scared?" Stacey goaded. She knew her dad wasn't scared of anything, but thought his pride might push him to try it.

Tim just laughed inside. He thought his little princess was far more beautiful than she let anyone see and often thought if he could just spend a week in her body, he could show the world what her physical potential was. He was concerned about the issues with the device. He knew everything about it. In fact, he had thought more than once of using it to swap with his daughter, or even have some fun with his wife. Lord knows their sex life could be spiced up. The problems were that the longer you stayed swapped, the more you accepted your host body and the more you wanted to stay in it forever. The other issue was that is seriously increased both bodies labido. Tim figured he could avoid having sex in his daughter's body as he did NOT want anyone's dick inside him under ANY circumstance.

He decided right there. Why the hell not. Even for a day or two, it would be fun. "You must be trying to trick your old man sweety. Prove that it works!", he said. Pretending that he didn't know it worked. Stacey quickly set it up and in a quick flash, they found themselves looking at themselves.

That was just over a week ago. It appeared that the effects were a little more pronounced than Tim expected, and poor Stacey had no clue.

The first morning after the swap, Stacey jumped when she felt her mother grab her morning wood. She managed to discourage her mother, but she wasn't sure what was more upsetting? How bad she felt that her mom felt she had done something wrong, or how disappointed she was not to let her continue. She found she could, with a little work, access portions of her dad's memory and was grossed out to realise that this was their regular morning routine. The second morning, she convinced herself she didn't want her mom feeling upset, so pretended to quietly wake up,while her mother slowly placed Stacey's new, very hard, very large cock in her mouth. The sensation was electric!

Without realising it, Stacey found herself gripping her mothers hair and helping her work her mouth up and down the hard shaft. She found herself smiling when her new cock exploded into her mother's mouth, and with a satisfied sigh, her mother swallowed it all. It felt like she had pumped a gallon of her cum into her mom's mouth, so she was impressed that her mom hadn't spilled a drop.

Stacey found dropping into her dad's life fairly easy. She used the accessed memories to flawlessly pass for him in every aspect of his life, from his high profile, heavy workload, to being out with the boys, to even adding a few items to her dad's collections he knew he was after. The best part by far though was the morning blow jobs. They had kept Stacey distracted to the point that she didn't notice the changes her father had made in her appearance and Tim had made sure to stay out of the way so that he could complete his transformation.

Tim found Stacey's life easy to maintain. Her school work was a walk in the park, and the first few days, with his outgoing demeanour in control, he had quickly increased Stacey's popularity. It didn't take long for the popular girls to notice and take Tim under their wing. Helping to outfit Tim's new body, one he quickly found out was far sexier than Stacey had ever let on. The first couple of days, Tim had masterbated to the thought of how gorgeous and sexy his borrowed body was, but by the third or fourth day,he didn't even realise that he was now still masturbating, but to thoughts of some of his male classmates.

He had quickly raised his daughter, or rather himself to the top of his school's social status, and as well as being a brain, "Stacey" was now one of the most popular girls in school. Even when Stacey's mind began to take more control, Tim had already gotten used to the allure of his bodies new status. All the attention that Dylan, the cutest boy in school had been giving him, made the increased labido accelerate Tim's acceptance of his new life. He hadn't thought about switching back for a day or two now.

As Stacey grunted and pumped another load of her warm cum into her moms mouth, she got to thinking how tonight was going to feel. His daughter was going to a party with her new friends, so he had planned to have a romantic evening with his wife, culminating in a wild night of love making. He was almost ready for round two just thinking about it. But wait! Wasn't he really a girl? His own daughter? Things were so fuzzy.

After getting out of the shower and putting his best suit on, Stacey went into her old room, where the memory of who she really was became a little stronger at the back of his mind. He looked at his daughter, leaning back on her bed. Her new plaid skirt was a little short, wasn't it. The purple tights were a nice touch, but what was she thinking wearing those ridiculous heels to school. She did look bloody good though, especially with her make up done perfectly. Is this what he could have looked like all of this time? He gave his head a shake to try and clear it.

"Something wrong daddy?", Tim said in his most innocent voice.

"Ummm, no pumpkin.Just don't remember you ever really dressing like this. I hope you aren't giving the boys the wrong impression?"

Tim laughed to himself as he smiled. "Of course not daddy. I'm a good girl. Pure and innocent" she said with a giggle. "I better get going. Rebecca and the girls will be here soon to pick me up. Have a good day daddy and don't work too hard.", Tim said as he kissed his old cheek and skipped out the door in his heels like a pro.

Stacey felt reassured a bit as she seemed to remember that her daughter was still a virgin. How did she know that? Oh well, it wasn't import and, and with that Stacey grabbed her car keys and headed out the door, not realising that after tonight's party, her old body wouldn't be so pure and innocent any more.

Can't Do It Man!

"What do you think you're doing?"

Brad's mother walked to the chair in her room. sat down very elegantly, crossed her legs and said, "Whatever do you mean sweetheart? Shouldn't you be in your room studying? Your sitter will be here soon."

Brad balled his fists and had to stop from yelling. He didn't want his father to hear him, although he doubted his father could hear him, even if Brad screamed as his father was singing away in the shower. Joseph had been very happy the last few days and was always whistling or singing or laughing away.

Normally, this would have made Brad very happy, but he was quite frustrated about the situation that brought this about. You see, the woman in the chair, smiling like the cheshire cat, was not actually his mother Amanda, but rather his so called best friend Billy, and this had been going on for almost a week.

It all started the Thursday before when Brad's mother was supposed to have a meeting with Brad's teacher over his marks, attitude and overall behaviour. Amanda knew she had a meeting but not what it was about. Brad looked at this as an opportunity. He could stop from getting in trouble, getting grounded and likely having his PS4 taken away if it wasn't actually his mother at the meeting.

You see, Billy had told him that he had a possession spell that he could use on Amanda to go in her stead, act appalled at his friends behaviour in front of their teacher, and then later jump out of Amanda's body with her none the wiser. This was the perfect solution. Brad knew he could hang his head with Mr. Johnson thinking he'd be punished, knowing that he'd be playing DOOM Eternal with Billy on the weekend.

Brad and Billy planned to make the switch right after school on Thursday. Billy was being picked up by his parents and Amanda's appointment was just after school let out. Billy suggested that they wait til he was getting in his mom's car, then cast the spell. He'd fall asleep in the back of the car and be carried into his own house by his mother, thinking that he was just tired and fallen asleep. From there, Billy in Amanda could go to the meeting, admonish Brad, run him out the door all angry, get some junk food then leave Amanda's body to wake up in his own bed. It was perfect.

On the day, Brad waved to his best friend as he past Amanda on the way to his mom's car. Amanda made a polite comment to Billy as she walked by, then Brad watched Billy get into the car and begin to drive away. As the car drove away, Brad saw his mother teeter on her heels and sway back and forth a bit. She was almost at Brad so he was able to grab her and steady her.

Brad saw his mother look down at him, then smile. "I'm in!" he heard her say and he knew it was Billy. The plan had worked. Or so Brad had thought. It ended up that he was very wrong.

You see, Billy had another plan. As the two sat listening to Mr Johnson go on about Brad's many transgressions, Brad could feel his phone buzzing in his pocket. He took one opportunity to look ad noticed it was Billy's number showing up. But how could that be? Billy was beside him and his body was out cold. Wasn't it?

In fact, Billy didn't have a possession spell. What he had was a body swap spell. While he was smiling and acting the concerned mom, Amanda was panicking in his body. She didn't scream out and draw attention to herself, but waited til she was at Billy's house, rushed to his room and tried to call her son. There was no answer.

It wasn't til later that evening that Brad found out what was actually going on. Where as he thought Billy had jumped out of his mother's body (thanks to what Billy thought was fine acting) and it was his mother having a few glasses of wine while she ordered pizza for dinner, it was actually Billy, putting his plan in motion.

By the time Amanda got in contact with her son and they figured out what was going on, they both knew something was up. Amanda promised that Brad would be grounded forever and would soon forget what games, any games were. They both realised they had to get Billy and Amanda back in the right bodies.

Over the weekend they tried everything, but Billy wouldn't budge. He had been panning this for a long time. He'd watched everything about Amanda. How she walked, talked, laughed, held herself. He was able to mimic and 'play' her very effectively. The only thing he'd changed was to dote on Brad's dad a little bit. Grabbing him a beer from the fridge, laughing at his bad jokes and batting Amanda's eyelashes at him. Something the real Amanda hadn't done in years.

It was now Wednesday and Brad refused to say when he'd give up this charade. Amanda was worried if she didn't play along, Billy would do something horrible to embarrass her, so she pretended to be a 13 year old boy. She caught herself enjoying it a bit too much more than once which made her hope this would end very soon. She was looking forward to her anniversary dinner with her husband. It was one of the few times a year she actually felt like being physical. Something she now longed for, although she tried to think about that as little as possible since her adolescent body reacted much differently from her mature female body. Something she knew she could never get comfortable with.

Unfortunately for Amanda, although she had suppressed her desires, for the most part, the 13 year old boy in her body couldn't. From the moment David walked in the door, Billy found he was hooked. He felt very strange and found himself smiling at Brad's dad for no reason. The wine he'd had the first evening ensured he was bit more frisky than what Amanda normally was with her husband. Still, David didn't think anything of it and fell asleep quickly. It was when Billy woke up that things really went off track.

Billy was used to waking up with his young, untrained morning wood in his hand. He'd gotten quite adept at working his young cock and hoped his mother didn't notice the extra deposit in his sock each time she did laundry. This morning Billy couldn't help but notice that his cock felt different. Bigger. Harder. He soon remembered the day before and quickly opened his eyes to see it wasn't his cock, but rather David's impressive member he was holding and working a bit. David was still asleep, but by the smile on his face, Billy could tell he was subconsciously enjoying it.

That made Billy feel very warm and more than a little bit wet in his new pussy. A part he hadn't fully explored yet. As he began feeling around under his nightie, he didn't notice his grip change or that he was leaning down towards the engorged member in his hand. Just as he found his new clit, he moaned as e opened his mouth and dropped it down around David's cock. Although shocked, he found he couldn;t stop and his body kept sucking and rubbing until David woke up, grabbed Billy by the back of Amanda's head, amd helped work his cock in and out til he came. Billy moaned as the cum slid down his new throat.

David made a comment on how it was a week early and that he thought THAT was only reserved for his birthday, but quickly added he wasn't complaining. From then until Wednesday, Billy and David ensured that David's cock was always in either Amanda's mouth, or her pussy.

Now it was the night for Amanda and David's anniversary date. Billy had found an older, yet still sexy bit of lingerie buried in Amanda's drawer. He'd put it on and had done his make up when Brad had come in.

After commenting on the sitter, Billy looked towards the bathroom door, then smirked at Brad. "Dude!", he said in a low voice. "You have no idea how freakin great it is being an older woman. I get o do what I want, drink alcohol, play with this body, and the sex? Oh my god my man. Your dad is a demon in the sack. I'm getting wet just thinking about after dinner.". and Brad gave an uncomfortable smile at that.

"Fuck man! That's gross. Don't tell me shit like that! I can't believe you've you've been letting my dad fuck you, but by the sounds i constantly hear coming from this room, obviously you have been. Why the fuck would you do that, and why haven't you changed back? My mom is going out of her mind."

Billy smiled and laughed. "Whatever dude! I've seen the two of you laughing and joking while you play games or hang out in your room. She's loving being a young dude, especially a stud like me.", and with that Billy sat up all proud.

"Get the fuck out of my mom's body and let her go out with y dad tonight!"

"Can't do it man. Loving this way too much and your dad's given me a few hints at what's happening AFTER dinner tonight. :let's just say I aint gettin out of bed tomorrow unless you're helping to walk.", Billy said with a laugh. "Now, get the hell out of ere and let me finish getting ready. You and your mom have to come to terms with the fact that I'm Amanda now. Tell her to enjoy growing up again. Oh, and how would you feel about a little brother or sister...?"

Postage Due

Alvin was young. 17 and had left school. He travelled from his small, urban town to the big city to try and make something of himself. He as your typical male teenager. Confident that he knew everything and that he could gain the maximum gains from the smallest input. He had a natural build for muscles, so when he was abe to become bigger and stronger than his friends without working out that much, he assumed this translated to everything in his life.

Of course, when he arrived in a city, 100 times the size of his small town, he soon found out the reality. That life was hard and no one was going to give you anything for free. Well, uness your name was Natalie Rogers. She seemed to get everything se wanted and more.

It took no time for Alvin to realise that he needed a job and quickly. It ended up being much harder than he expected so he ended up taking what he could get. A menial job as a mailboy and stockboy in one of the many nameless office buildings in the downtown area. He found the whole experience somewhat intimidating to start with, which didn't help him. He became somewhat reserved and was viewed as the dumb country yokel.

This left Alvin in a Catch 22. He was already labelled as someone that wouldn't go any further than his current role, but was kept so busy in that role that he never had the opportunity to look for, let alone find another job.

Alvin's boss Joe, was a grumpy old man, but had a lite bit of a soft spot for Alvin. He tried to make his job a bit easier. Suggested some night courses, but some of the Executives made sure that the good Joe dod, was well and truly overwhelmed with the shit they gave poor Alvin. None was worse than Natalie Rogers. Natalie was a 30 year old, up and coming Vice President of the company. She loved lording her power over every man in the building. From her fellow Executives and VP's, right down to poor, miserable Alvin.

No matter what steps Joe took to protect Alvin from having to deal with Miss Rogers, Natalie ensured that Alvin would have to come to her for something. When he did, she made a point of humiliating him. She did think he was a fantastic physical specimen, but also knew he was just another meathead from the wop-wops. Still, Natalie thought she might be able to have some serious fun with him.

One day, Natalie called Alvin to her office and mentioned that a package would be arriving that afternoon for her. Alvin was to retrieve the package from the mailroom and bring it to her at her apartment. Natalie's assistant would give him the address and he was not to be late. Alvin was so nervous, he didn't even realise that Natalie hadn't given him a time so how could he know if he's be late or not.

Later that day, just after mid afternoon, Natalie's precious package came. Joe was aware of what was going on and felt bad for Alvin, but hoped he'd at least get a little enjoyment out of it. Joe had seen Natalie do this with other young, handsome male employees. Alvin wasn't as 'pretty' as he usual victims, but he did have a well built body. "Take a company car and just return it when you come in tomorrow morning." Joe said and tossed some keys to Alvin. Alvin took the small package and headed out with the directions to Natalie's.

When he arrived at Natalie's high end apartment building, a valet parked the car and the doorman directed him up to Natalie's apartment with a little smirk. Alvin knocked when he arrived at her penthouse apartment, and heard Natalie tell him to come in as the door was open. Alvin entered the utter opulence and walked towards the back of the apartment. There, near the balcony, was Natalie Rogers. Dressed in what appeared to be only a shimmering nightgown and a pair of mule heeled slippers. Alvin couldn't help but get a little hard just looking at her, and Natalie noticed and gave him a devilish smile.

"Do you like what you see Allan?", she said.

"Uhhh, it's umm, Alvin, ma'am.", Alvin said, a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, yes, Alvin. I must remember that. Maybe you can call out your name later?" Natalie said with a melodic little laugh.

"I'm, ummm, not sure what you mean ma'am?", Alvin said.

"Jesus! Do I look like an old maid to you?", Natalie said, opening her gown and showing her beautiful body and firm, perfect tits. "Stop calling me ma'am. For this evening, you can call me Natalie, or whatever other name might be appropriate." There was that devilish smile again.

"Now, Alvin my dear, take off your clothes and let's have a little look at what I'm going to be working with." SHe said.

"Ummm, pardon?", he said.

"For gods sake Alvin! Stop with the Umm, umm, every two seconds and take your god damn clothes off. I'm going to have to show you how to be a bit more assertive. Now give me my package and strip so I can see the other package you're going to give me." and with that, Natalie snatched the small package out of Alvin's hand.

Alvin quickly began to strip and his rock hard cock soon betrayed what he really thought of Natalie's sexy body. She turned around with a large smile on her face. "Yes, that will do. That will do just fine.", she said. She took Alvin's hand, stretched it out, then grab his cock firmy before using her other hand to slide a simple looking ring onto his finger.

In an instant, Alvin was suddenly looking at himself and felt something large in his dainty little hand. His own face now smirked back at him, exactly like Natalie had only moments before. He saw his old hand grab his now dainty hand and start rubbing it up and down his own shaft, tat was no longer attached to him. Instead of the usual hardness he would feel in his crotch, he suddenly felt a dampness in his crotch, and watched his new nipples pearl out to be almost as hard as his former cock was.

Natalie, in Alvin's body, quickly dropped the robe off of her old body and moved Alvin towards the balcony. There she turned her old body around, turned Alvin around and pressed her former tits firmly against the glass. From there she used Alvin's feet to spread her former legs, then pulled her former ass back until she could comfortably slide Alvin's cock, gently, but firmly into her old body. The moan that Alvin let out in her voice made her smirk once more.

For the rest of the afternoon, the evening and well into the night, Natalie made a point of doing anything and everything to her body with Alvin and his magnificent cock. She knew she had completely broken him when it took very little to get him onto her former knees with his own dick in his new mouth. When she had finally spent all of Alvin;s stamina, and there was an abundance of it, she fell asleep next to her own body, which hadn't stopped trembling.

It was still fairly early in the morning when a man clearing his throat woke Natalie with a start. She looked up to see Andre, the daytime doorman for her apartment standing there. "Good morning sir! I believe you need to shower quickly and leave!", he said rather tersely before dropping a fresh towel and soap and turning to the bedroom door. As he reached it he turned back and said, "Mistress Natalie has instructed me that you are to have the company car back and be at work on time this morning. There will be no excuses. I'll expect you downstairs in ten minutes where the car will be waiting. I suggest you are not tardy!", and with that he turned and walked out of the apartment.

Natalie took a quick look around and noticed a few things. firstly, the ring was missing from her finger. Her phone was nowhere to be seen, nor was her body. It didn't take her long to realise that her purse, car keys and favourite work outfit and heels were also missing. That son of a bitch, she thought. What does he think he's going to do? My job? Oh just wait til I get there. He'll rue the day he tried to pull shit like this. 

She quickly jumped in the shower, thought about rubbing one out while she was there (yes, she was hard, AGAIN) but knew how serious Andre was. Plus she wanted to confront Alvin about his very large mistake. As she drove the company car to the office, she wondered if she shouldn't embarrass Alvin a bit before she demanded her body back? Maybe sexwith one of the old bags at work, WHILE at work. Or even better? One of the old men. She knew a few of them liked younger men. Yeah, she didn't mind some back door action as a women, did she? SHe was finding it hard to remember.

When she pulled into the parking lot, she was surprised that she knew where to take the car to park. She as absolutely stunned when she was barred from entering the building by security. Apparently a very distraught 'Natalie' had arrived early to speak to HR. She had said that 'Alvin' had shown up as requested, then forced himself on her. She didn't want to press charges, but wanted him fired. IMMEDIATELY. Alvin's former manager suggested that 'Alvin' leave the building without incident or he WOULD call the police.

Natalie didn't know what to do and never felt this much panic in her life. She quickly walked away and didn't look back. She made her way to a park nearby, sat n a bench and began to cry.

"Now, a big strong man like you shouldn't be sittin here crying. What would people think?" she heard a familiar voice say. Her voice. She turned to see her own face, with a far too familiar smirk on it looking back at her from the next bench. She immediately jumped up and went to attack her old body.

"Ah, ah ah! Now I wouldn't do that if I were you!". Alvin said in her honey sweet voice while pointing a can of pepper spray at his old face. Natalie stopped in her tracks.  "Now, here's what's going to happen. I'm going to spend the next little while as the incredibly bitchy Natalie Rogers. When I can either find a good deal for myself, or move enough of your money to a seperate account that I can relax for awhile, then I'll think about giving you your body back. I was going to ask you for help, but I don;t want you near, fucking things up. I've noticed that the longer I was you last night, the more I could remember about your life, your kob, even being a little girl. The fact that your body orgasms as much and as hard as it does was a real bonus too. Now fuck off Alvin. When I'm ready I'll call or text you.", and with that, Alvin stood up, twirled like a pro on his stiletto, and walked away.

A couple months later, Natalie had had to move. She found she couldn't keep a job. Not because she could remember her old life and it was beneath her, but rather because she was still miserable about losing her body. She had used Alvin's body as a male escort more than a few times, even once or twice with men, but it didn't bring in the money she thought it would. She was now in a studio apartment with very little furniture and a burning in her groin she couldn't afford to get checked out. It was 9am and she was already drunk. Then her phone beeped.

She had made sure to always have her phone bill paid, so that wen she heard form the real Alvin, she could go running. She immediately recognised her old number and opened the text message. There was a message from Alvin, or rather Natalie. It appeared that, as 'she' put it, "all bets were off". Alvin had chosen to stay as Natalie, to the point that she had thrown the rings away to be sure.

"Al of the doormen here have your picture and security at work is still keeping an eye out for you in case you try to get back in. I'd suggest you make the best of it and start fresh. Maybe go home you oaky from miskoky. ( with an lol and a laughing emoji). "This will be the last message you receive from me, and my new boyfriend is taking me away for a month. Do you think he'll like my new shoes?", was the last thing the new Natalie had written before a pic came through on Alvin's phone. It was Natalie's old body, with Alvin looking radiant in it. She burst into tears. What was she going to do now?

She did have to admit though. 'Natalie's' new shoes did look fabulous!

If you catch my drift?

"You little piece pf shit! I can't believe you did that to me? At least now I know why you signed up for science camp, although your friends that were there now think you've turned into an idiot or are suffering from some psychological disease. You shouldn't have left me alone with them for 2 months? I told you you'd pay for this betrayal!"

"Oh Sheldon! My dear little brother. Whatever do you mean?", Jamie, or at least the girl that looked like Jamie said with a smirk

"I am NOT Sheldon, Sheldon! Now stop pretending to be me and give me back my beautiful body. In fact, wow! What have you been doing? My core looks fantastic! So you haven't just been lying by the pool or out drinking. Nice! Still, that doesn't completely make up for everything, but I guess I do owe you?, the old Jamie said.

"Oh Shelly, Shelly. Don't you mean MY core? It's awesome! Isn't it? Ben's been helping me out at the gym most day and we've really been, 'working up a sweat'." Sheldon said, giving his old body a devious wink.

"Ben? Ben who? Do you mean Ben from my year? I haven't seen him since graduation last year. I heard he had become a personal trainer or some thing, on top of doing pre med at school, or something like that. He's always been a little cute, if he wasn't so dorky.Why have you been hanging out with him? Oh please tell me you haven't embarrassed me around him or people that I know or I'll absolutely die?", Jamie said.

"Hangin out? Well if that's what you high school kids call dating, then yeah! We've been hanging out. In fact he's due here soon to relax by the pool. Maybe you can get us drinks or stuff? Would you like that?" Sheldon said with a laugh.

"Dating? DATING?? Tell me you haven't done anything gross with my body. Eeeewww! You wouldn't have kissed him. You're not gay or anything. You didn't make some deal with his little brother to touch my boobs or something, did you? You and Ben's twerpy little brother are in the same class in school, aren't you? What did you do? Tell me right now you little shitstain!", Jamie was almost yellingin her brothers body. The madder she got, the more her old body smiled and chuckled at her.

"Don't you know your own friends Shelly? Ben's little brother Chad is one of your besties I believe.I'm sure he'd help you with anything. I've always found Ben to be quite sexy ad attractive. I just made sure no one knew until I could actually do something about it. It was great that YOUR friend found that medallion that helped me to fulfill all my fantasies. I've always thought this body could be better and I've spent the last 2 months giving it almost as much attention as Ben has. You may think he's a dweeb, but he's an extremely well hung dweeb and really knows what he's doing, if you know what I mean?", Sheldon said with another wink.

Jamie had a very confused look on her brothers face, "Wait?Are you saying you are gay? That you've always liked boys? Why didn't you say something? I would have helped you with that. You didn't have to steal my body to help? What are you going to do now? Have you gotten all attached? Have you gotten Ben out of your system? It'll be different with the next guy ans you'll both be, well, guys. Now I just feel bad for you. Well hung you say? Well I'm not impressed that you've been getting  my body fucked, but if Ben is that good, although what do YOU have to compare it to, it might be worth a try. And he's planning on being a doctor you say? Hmmm,that might do me quite nicely. They're usually rich. This might have been for the better little brother? Has he been working out too? Is his body all hot as well?"

Just then, someone walked in through the gate. Jamie turned around and her mouth dropped. There, in nothing but board shorts and flip flops walked a very buff, very handsome Ben. He had changed quite a bit since Jamie had last seen him at graduation. He was topless, and he had every right to be. his perfect pecs and washboard stomach almost made Jamie drool. As he walked past Jamie, he ruffled her mop top and said, "Hey squirt! Good to see you. Chad was asking when you'd be back. He'll be happy to see you.". Then he looked at Jamie's old body and smiled. "Hey babe!", he said and scooped Sheldon up in his strong arms and pressed his face hard into Sheldon's. Sheldon reached up, ran his sisters hands up through Ben's hair and pressed his sisters body hard into Ben's.

When they finally let go of each other, Jamie could see how Ben's body had reacted to her old body and had to admit her brother was right. Ben was definitely very well hung.

"Why don't you go in and get us a couple glasses of ice tea honey? You know where it is. Make sure you say hi to mom. She'll be happy to see you." Sheldon said.

"Babe! She sees me every day." Ben said with a laugh, and walked into the house.

Sheldon leaned back in the lounge chair and looked at his old body with interest. "You still don't understand, do you? I'm not gay. Ben is the ONLY guy I've ever liked. I still like girls, as your friend Becky found out one night during a heavier drinking session. It was fun but I don;t want to share Ben again. Noe dear Shelly, God I always hated that nickname, but it's not so bad calling you it, no we aren't swapping back. This is my body now. I love being Jamie and I'm going to STAY being Jamie. You're going to have to deal with it. Now why don't you go over and get acquainted with Chad? He's actually a great friend. Maybe one day he'll show you the medallion and let you swap with someone. It just won't be me. Steps I've taken ensure tat this body can never be taken from me. Even if I wanted it to. No run along Shelly. Unless you want to see Ben virtually fuck me her on the chair, and in the water, and in the hot tub. If you catch my drift?" 

Not What Either Expected.

"Ba ha ha! See! You can't even walk in those shoes, let alone try to put my skirt on while wearing them. How on earth do you expect to be able to go into my work and pretend to be me? You likely should have put the skirt on before you put the shoes on, but what would I know about my own body."

"Oh really mom? Is that what you think?"Jonathan said as he looked up at his mother from the floor. He thought he was giving her a stern look, but Mary was disturbed by the look. She wasn't sure what bothered her more, how seductive and attractive her own body looked, or how her son's body, which she currently occupied, was reacting to the look. She wasn't sure how to stop the bulge starting in her pants so turned away while Jonathan awkwardly got back to his feet in the stilts he had chosen to wear this morning.

Jonathan was your typical, spoiled, 17 year old boy. Did nothing but lounge around the house, playing video games and staying out late with his friends. Mary knew that he was drinking and hoped he wasn't doing drugs. A couple of the young ladies from school had been hanging around a bit too much and she only hoped Jonathan was using condoms as she knew he was having sex pretty regularly when he told her he was 'studying'.

Lately, it had been a bit worse. Jonathan had been more than a little disrespectful, trashing the house most days, not doing his chores, and she was pretty sure one or more of the young girls her son was having sex with was trying on her clothes, if not outright stealing them  He'd also had sex on or in her bed on more than one occasion. Something he denied, but she knew had happened.

Mary couldn't wait for the holidays to be over so that her son wouldn't have the time to sit around the house doing nothing. She really wished he would get a job and stay occupied. She tried to convince him that if he did, he'd be earning his own money and would then have a bit more freedom, but he wouldn't listen. That's when one of her coworkers suggested she try a serum to swap bodies with her son.

At first, Mary just laughed this off, but when her co-worker explained that she could spend a bit of time as a 17 year old, get Jonathan a job and when he was back in his body he'd realise the benefits when the money started coming in. It was when it was mentioned that in her son's body, Jonathan would be the one that would have to clean up after her, that she decided she'd do it.

That night, she put the serum in her sons drink just before bed. Both felt extremely tired almost straight away and went to bed. In no time, they were both fast asleep.

Early in the morning, Mary was awoken my a shrill, woman's scream. She jumped up to see what was going on and fell to the ground. Near her on the ground was a pile of smelly clothes and she felt an awkward sensation in her pj bottoms. Wait! She didn't wear pj's let alone bottoms. What was going on? That's when she noticed she was in her son's room. She loked down and was shocked to see she had a young mans body right down to the erection in her pants.

Although she expected it, well all but the erection, she was still more than a little shocked. She ran out to find Jonathan, only to see her own body, one breast hanging outside of her tank top, and a look of absolute panic on her face. "Jonathan? Is that you?", she said.

"Who the fuck? Mom? Is that you? In my body? How did this happen? Change us back! Change us back now!", Jonathan said in Mary's voice, albeit a couple octaves higher than normal.

"Now relax son. I know this seems strange, but it's about time you learned a thing or two about your behaviour..."

"WHAT? YOU did this? On PURPOSE? Fix it mom. Fix it NOW!"

Mary just smirked at her son. "I don't think so, 'mom'!" she said. "You're going to learn a little responsibility. The sooner you accept this and act accordingly, the sooner I'll change us back The more you protest, the more you ignore me or your new responsibilities, and the longer you'll stay like that. Do you understand me?"

"But...". Jonathan began.

"No buts! Now, it's still early. I suggest you put my breast back in your top, return to bed and get a couple hours more sleep. You can call in sick for work for me in the morning, but like I said, misbehave or try to fight against this and you'll be going to work for me too, understand. Now, I'm going back to MY bed.", Mary said with a little chuckle, and turned around and went back in to Jonathan's room and crawled under the covers.

Jonathan just stood there, his legs shaking, casually putting one of his new breasts back into his moms night time singlet. He wasn't sure what to do so turned around and climbed back under his mother's covers.

Mary woke a couple hours later, once again with a rock hard penis. She sighed and went to push it down, but that sent a little wave of pleasure through her body. She wondered if she should do something about it? She could hear Jonathan in her shower and wondered what he was doing? Was he using the sound of the shower to mask exploring her body? That just encouraged her so she made her way to Jonathan's shower, turned it, and stepped in with a firm grip on her new member.

What an amazing feeling. Mary found that whether she was gentle or pulled on her new dick hard, the pleasure was unbelievable. In no time she had shot her sons seed all over the inside of the shower and was still hard enough to keep going. It took a lot longer to cum a second time, but after she did, she quickly washed up, made sure all the cum was down the drain and stepped out into a fresh towel.

As she dressed, she marvelled at the difference in mens and womens clothes. The loose fitting of the boxers she pout on was a sharp contrast to the panties she was used to hugging her sex. It was nice to throw a top on without having to struggle with an uncomfortable bra beforehand, then slipped on a loose pair of jeans. Much different from the tight women's jeans she was used to.

As she went to make her way downstairs,she heard a familiar click click on the kitchen floor. As if someone was walking around in heels. She quickly jumped down the stairs to see her body standing there. make up looking perfect, in fact as if she was going out rather than to work, a pair of pantyhouse with her special occasion thing underneath them, and her favourite blue blazer over a white blouse. She cold just make out the matching bra to the thong underneath the blouse. The matching skirt was in her old hand while a cup of coffee was in the other. She couldn't believe how good she actually looked.

Jonathan gave his mom a sultry smirk, put the coffee down. "Well. I do have to go to work, 'son' so I need to look professional.", he said and with that hev attempted to step into the skirt. Of course, he was wearing a pair of shoes that were ridiculously high,that his mother only wore on 'special occasions' and that's when he fell onto the ground. It hurt a little but he didn't want to show his mother that so stayed on the ground for a minute. 

After listening to his mother laugh ay him and getting to his feet, Jonathan leaned against the counter and slowly stepped into the skirt and pulled it up his soft legs. He made a mental not to put the skirt on tomorrow BEFORE the shoes. He was surprised how comfortable the shoes were and they were actually easy to walk in.

It was then that Mary turned around to see her son pick up her purse and her car keys and head to the door. "Remember to do your chores and look for a job son. I'll see you after work" He turned and with an extra smirk said, "Enjoy your time with Trish when she gets here."

Jonathan seemed to know how to get to his mother's office, where the staff car park was and what ID needed to be used to get in. He was thinking that he'd make a fool of his mother and force her to switchback, but when he actually entered the office, he felt a pang of trepidation and wasn't sure he could go through with it. What if he couldn't get out of this body? He decided to see how the day went. He realised there was a strong residue of his mother's memories accessible that would allow him to hopefully do her job, so into the office he went to begin.

As the day went on, Jonathan became more and more comfortable and confident. This wasn't so bad. Perhaps he should listen to his mother and actually look for a job. The only thing he was struggling with was interaction with one of the new associates. Dave was a well built man in his mid 20's with chiseled features. Every woman in the office seemed to stare at him a little longer than they likely should whenever he walked by and Jonathan was no different. Jonathan also noticed a warm dampness in his crotch whenever he made eye contact with Dave.

It was just after lunch that Jonathan was in his office and Dave stepped in with some files. Jonathan didn't notice Dave mostly close her office door before going over to his desk. "Here are the files you asked for Ms. Thames." Dave said as he put the files on the edge of the desk. Jonathan didn't remember asking for any files and as he went to look, he felt Dave's warm breath on his neck as he leaned down and began nibbling just underneath Jonathan's new ear.

Jonathan melted at first,then snapped up and asked what Dave was doing?

"Just our usual afternoon 'meeting'." Dave said with a wink.

Oh my god! Was his mother fooling around with this guy? How long had this been going on? Jonathan was awash with conflicting emotions. Shock and panic at this discovery, but he was also feeling warm and maybe just a little bit horny. He got up on unsteady legs and walked toward his office door, leading Dave along with him.

At home, although she had promised herself she'd show her son how productive he could be if he put his mind to it, some of Jonathan's own latent thoughts were influencing Mary. She had decided to try one of his video games. A first person shooter where the object was to kill everyone and everything. She enjoyed it much more than she thought, and before she knew it, there was a mess in the kitchen where she had hastily made snacks, her pants were off and she was right into the game.

The time had passed and it was now afternoon and Mary had accomplished nothing other than getting further than Jonathan had at his favourite game. She took more pleasure than she should at that and was still concentrating when she heard a knock at the door. "COME IN!" she yelled, and continued playing.

Mary was still engrossed in the game but almost died when a pair of female hands slid down her new firm pecs. "WHAT THE FUCK?", she said as she paused the game and turned around to see the smiling face of her son's friend Trish.

Trish bounded across the back of the couch, locking her lips onto Mary's and kissing her deeply and passionately. It was a bit rougher and less refined than what she was used to, but she found she couldn't pull away, or was it that she didn't want to.

Trish slid down beside Mary, her hand quickly going to Mary's crotch to rub her quickly emerging hard on. Mary gasped but didn't protest. She realised that although it felt different with Trish rubbing her new cock, it was just as pleasurable as when she had done it herself. Maybe a little more. She wondered if that was because it was someone else doing it. She realised that she didn't care and kept kissing Trish and guiding her hand up and down Mary's very hard cock.

Mary found herself becoming very relaxed and leaned back against the couch as Trish began kissing her neck and down her chest. Before she knew what was going on, Trish was sliding her pouty lips down Mary's rock hard cock. Mary thought about protesting, but thought, why not? So this was why men liked this so much. She had done this quite a bit herself, and considered herself a bit of an expert, but it was nice feeling Trish work her way through it.

"Oh shit! I'm gonna cum!", Mary shouted out!

Trish just moaned and started sucking harder and faster. As Mary exploded into Trish's mouth and watched her swallow every drop, her head became very fuzzy. What was going on? This was the third time Mary had cum today, but this felt different. Why was he thinking his mane was Maty? That was his mom's name.

Trish got up, wiped her mouth and led Jonathan's body up to  the master bedroom. Jonathan's mom had some sexy lingerie that Trish still wanted to try on while she fucked Jonathan. She felt pretty good that he looked so dazed and confused. Obviously she was getting really good at blow jobs.

At the same time, across town in Mary's office, Jonathan reached the door to direct Dave out. As he grabbed the handle, his mind became fuzzy and he fell against the door, closing it instead. As Dave moved in and slid his hand up Jonathan's skirt, then down his panties to his already engorged clitoris. Jonathan couldn't help but grab Dave by the back of the head and shove his mother's tongue as far down Dave's throat as possible.

Jonathan still wasn't sure what was happening or what he was doing, when Dave bent his mother's body over her desk. Jonathan felt he should be protesting that Dave was sliding his skirt up and his pantyhose and panties down. This isn't what he had planned. As his head began to clear a bit and he thought about protesting, he felt something large press into his new pussy and he immediately smiled, thinking this was what he had been waiting for all day.

Dave could tell that Mary had used the serum on her son, and this was his chance to get their affair back on track.

Look! I Even Got This Right!

"Mrs Daniels. Please come into my office right away?"

Rebecca sighed, picked up her notebook, and made her way into her bosses office. Rebecca had been working for the same company for many years and had a great friendship with her coworker Angela. Recently though, Angela had managed to get a promotion. There was quite a bit of speculation as to just how Angela had achieved a middle management position with no experience behind her. Since then, their relationship had strained and then completely fallen apart when Rebecca was assigned as Angela's Executive Assistant.

Angela had changed and made a point of looking down at her former friend. Making many unreasonable demands on her and basically making her life hell. Rebecca believed this was because she had not tried to stifle the rumours about Angela getting on her knees and back to get her new position. In fact, Rebecca night have gone out of her way to spread that rumour. Oh well, she was paying for it now.

Rebecca took a big breath and then walked in the office. Something was different, but Rebecca couldn't quite put her finger on what ot was.

Angela sat there with a somewhat mischievous smile on her face, swinging back and forth in her chair. "So 'Mrs Daniels, what do you think?" Angela said with a giggle and a full spin around.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I don't understand what you're referring to? Can you be more specific please?" Rebecca said with some confusion. Oh God! What did I forget that I'm about to pay for. Was there something I was supposed to do?

As Rebecca thought about what she could be forgetting, she heard another giggle and looked over to Angela looking at her very intently. Something Rebecca found unnerving.

"So!" Angela continued "Did you have any trouble getting Jeremy off to school this morning? He didn't fight you on it or do anything unusual?"

Rebecca was a bit shocked. They hadn't spoken about anything personal in weeks. Did she know that Rebecca's 10 year old son was acting unusual this morning? How could she know that? Was she still speaking to Josh, Rebecca's husband? Surely not, after all the complaining she did about Angela at home.

"Um, well he did seem a bit confused this morning ma'am. He went about his daily routine like he was on auto pilot. He tried to tell me that he shouldn't be going to school, but when I asked him why that was, he couldn't tell me. The more he tried to think of something, the more he said his head hurt. Thank you for asking, but can I ask why you're asking?" Rebecca said

Angela laughed again and spun around a couple more times in her chair, "Oh you are so going to laugh. Mommy, it's me! Jeremy! What do you think? Did I do a good job? I seemed to know mostly what to do with make up and and clothes. My gosh, look! I even got this right. I knew to line these up.: he said as he lifted his leg and showed the seem on his nylons in a near perfect straight line. "These clothes feel funny, but nice and I feel oh so pretty.  So? What do you think?"

Rebecca sat there with her mouth hanging open. She was confused and didn't know what to say.

"Oh mommy. I was so upset at how angry you were at aunti Angie and thought I should help you, so I wished on a shooting star last night. I wished to help you but for auntie Angela to not be able to get mad or tell you off for it. When I woke up, I was at auntie Angela's house and in her bed. That man that is her boss was naked beside me. Hey mommy. Will my willy get that big when I'm older? I couldn't believe it fit in me. Do you have a special place where you can fit one too?"

"Oh my god! Jeremy? Is hat you? How did this happen. What can we do to fix it?" Rebecca said in a panic.

"Oh, it's ok mommy. I think this can help you?" Jeremy said before clearing Angela's throat and saying, "I mean, I believe this is for the best Mrs Daniels." and gave Rebecca a playful wink.

"No, no, no, no, no! Jeremy, sweetheart. We have to get you out of there and back in your own body. Where was this sar and how did you make the wish? Let's look online and see what we can find. We'll fix this hunny. Mommy promises!"

"No mommy. It's ok. With me as Angela, you won't have to be so angry anymore. I'll be a much better boss and make sure you have fun at work and smile like you used to. Anyway, that guy from this morning, Mr Franklin, oh he said to call him Craig, promised to take me somewhere fun for dinner tonight and said he wanted to play later. He's buying me a new play outfit for it. So for now, go back out to your desk and we'll talk mire about this later. This is going to be so much fun and I get to see you more now too. Shoo shoo. We both have to do work." and with that, young Jeremy turned Angela's body back towards the desk and began rifling through some papers.

He seemed to almost know what he was doing, so was this a freak accident, or was Angela playing a prank on her. Was this the beginning of something good, or a new, more miserable time with her new boss/ex friend?

Rebecca just sighed again and decided she'd talk to her son tonight, or whoever she sent off to school this morning, and maybe her husband and figure thigs out from there. For now, she better get back to work, just in case.

It Has To Be Here Somewhere

Crystal was starting to panic. "It has to be ere, somewhere!", she called out.

"Maybe it rolled under the chair. Here, I'll have a look.", Robert said as he carefully got back down on Crystal's knees to pretend to look for a ring he had already hidden.

Robert and his secretary Crystal had been having an affair for quite some time now. It's what had allowed Crystal to have such a lavish life. Yes, she had some action on the side, other than hr boss, but no one that was really a stand out, so she had continued to regularly fuck her boss. Oh he wasn't a bad lover, didn't mistreat her and was continually giving her pay raises and he more than occasional bonus here and there. She had so much money these days, it's almost as if she didn't have to work, but of course, what else would she do and what f the money ran out?

She had been further surprised when she had been given a two week, all paid vacation starting next week at a small island in the Pacific. A little bure on the beach, all to herself. She had gone and bought the tiniest little bikinis to show off her body on the beach. At first she thought Robert, who had given her the trip and paid for it, would find a way to come along too, but when she found out it was just her and that numerous family commitments ensured he wouldn't be able to just pop in, she started making plans to have a couple weeks of absolute debauchery.

Of course, that had made her a little bit extra horny at the thought, so she had gone out of her way to get some extra sessions in with the boss. She said it was to thank him, but it was really to get her off as much as possible before she went and fucked as many hot random guys as she possibly could for the next two weeks.

Over the last year or so, they had added some extra spice to their sex sessions, (Robert called it love making, but Crystal secretly just laughed at that. It was fucking and pure sex. Nothing else!) when Robert had found a pair of matching rings that allowed the two of them to switch bodies.

Crystal hadn't believed it was real so the first time they did it was quite a shock. She freaked out and they had to switch back fairly quickly. The second time she was a little more prepared, but they still spent a couple hours getting used to each others bodies. The third time they got naked as each other and helped the other explore their host body.Where to touch, how and with what. That got Crystal very curious as to what this large new appendage attached to her could do, and from the next time on, she made a point of using Robert's dick to fuck her own body, well!

She often found that she was more sore after she had been the one using Robert's dick than when he used it himself. That was a little bit erotic for her and she soon found herself finding excuses to be in his body to work his cock in and ou of her own body.

Come to the Friday before she was supposed to go away. She wore a simple shirt and skirt and her favourite red heels. Robert loved them. Wearing them that is. She knew it would seal her chance to be Robert once more before she went away. She wanted the memory of what it felt like after she had fucked herself, compared to the other guys she'd soon have. In reality, she was hoping that if she gauged it, she would be able to prove that she was a better lay than they were.

Robert had tried to make things move along faster than normal by getting down on Crystal's knees right away and giving her a fantastic blow job. She wondered if it was as good as the ones she gave? Regardless, she blew Robert's load pretty quickly down her own throat. She hoped that the taste would be mostly out of her moth by the time she got her body back, but if Robert thought he was getting his body back that quickly, he had another thing coming. She was still horny and able to get his body hard again quite quickly. She threw him down across his desk and took her own body from behind.

It must have been then that the ring fell off of her finger. In reality, Robert had done a quick slight of hand and discretely slipped it off her finger while she was enjoying his blow job. Something he LOVED to do in her body. He quickly hid it in her bra and let her take him on his own desk. He loved every minute of it and his secret plan made it all the more enjoyable.

He went to get up after 'looking' for the ring and couldn't help but smirk at Crystal in his body. Panicking and not knowing what to do. This should be fairly easy. They had got risque a couple of times and spent the nigh as each other, and he was pretty sure that Crystal had fucked his wife more than once.

"Crystal! It's almost the end of the day. We need to think about what we're going to do? Now, let's just relax and go home, or to each others home and we'll figure this out Monday. A weekend as each other won't be that bad. I'll ake sure none of the cleaners come in my office and we'll take up the search then. We can fix this. It will be fine!"

"ROBERT! I have to go on my vacation Monday morning. There's no time. I can't have you wasting all that money." The shrillness that Crystal managed with his voice made Robert cringe a little.

"Oh, right! OK, we;l let's have a good look Sunday and if we can't find it then, we'll postpone your flight and figure something out. Deal?" Robert said. Crystal didn't even see the deviousness behind her own eyes.

"I guess it's the only thing we can do. Maybe a nice glass our two of that 21 year old bourbon you have at home will help, and Diane is so getting it hard tonight, sorry! We can meet back here around mid day Sunday and try to look again. How does that sound?" Crustal said.

"Well my, my, my! Don't you know how to take control and make a decision Mr. Johnson?" Robert said with a smile and a giggle. "Yes! Let's do that 'sir'". He said with a wink.

Crystal couldn't help but laugh a bit and forget that this could be a huge problem. She told Robert to leave for the day and that they'd speak on Sunday and went back behind his desk to organise a few things before leaving herself, and take some cursory looks for the ring on the way.

Robert closed the door to his office, grabbed Crystal's purse, dug out her cell phone, then flung the purse over his slender shoulder and walked to the elevator. As he exited the elevator he was making a call on her phone, "Hello, I'd like to talk to someone about my ticket for Monday. I have a flexi fare and would like to change from the early morning flight Monday to the early morning flight Sunday. My booking reference?Yes! The number is..." and as he gave the booking number to the agent, he reached inside his bra, took out the ring and dropped it in the rubbish bin. He'd enjoy these two weeks vacation, then with the money he'd arranged for Crystal, and the excessive amount he had funneled into an account in her name (legally of course), he'd decide where he'd go from there, but wherever it was, it would be as the new Crystal.

You Asked For This

"Please! Something smaller? Half this height, or even a kitten heel? You can't expect me to stand, let alone walk in these all night? I'll break my god damn ankle. Well, I'll break YOUR god damn ankle." which made Jeff give the first smile all day. Even if it was in the form of a sarcastic smirk.

This had been the worst day of Jeff's life.

Jeff was a bit of a misogynistic, sexist dick, and by a bit, we actually mean a lot! He truly did love his wife, or as least as much as someone as selfish as Jeff could love someone. Although he often ogled other women, usually right in front of Jennifer, he had never actually cheated on her, or even thought about it, however, Jen wasn't so sure. He gave her no reason to think that he hadn't. 

You see, Jeff was one of those men that thought as long as he bought his wife nice things, dressed her up and took her out regularly, and ensured her credit card was always paid, then he could do and get away with almost anything. Drinking with the boys, weekends away or buying cars and other expensive things he really didn't need. Jen also wanted kids, which Jeff figured he'd allow. Eventually, however, HE wasn't in a rush so Jen's feelings were irrelevant.

Of course, Jen was more than a bit over it. She had t admit that she had a pretty good life, outside of the shit treatment she received from her husband. She wanted for nothing and was the epitome of the pampered stay at home wife. She saw her friends every day and drank so much wine, she could almost be a sommelier. Oh, and the sex? Jeff had a fairly average cock, length wise, but it was unusually thick and spread her enough to hit every sensitive spot right inside her pussy. Of course on the other side of that was dealing with him when he would do annoying things like demand she get dressed up for another ridiculous party, watch her to make sure she was taking her birth control, or other annoying things, like open his mouth and talk.

For years Jen had weighed things up. Sh too loved Jeff, but she didn't know if she would stay with him forever. She was mentioning this to one of her best friends, Sandra, over a late liquid brunch, when Sandra dropped a bombshell on her.

"Jen, I'm not actually Sandra.", Sandra said

Jen laughed at this. "Oh? Well who, pray tell, are you then?", Jen said with a little laugh, raising her fourth mimosa to her lips.

"I'm actually Gary, Sandra's ex husband, although, I guess since I've been like this for almost 18 months now, and Sandra switched us to teach me a lesson for cheating on her with my secretary, then ran off with that secretary, I guess maybe I am Sandra now? I have to admit, I've enjoyed being her and getting to know you, and since the real Sandra is about to get married again, I have zero chance of getting my body back, but that's ok."

With a laugh, Jen took Sandra's mimosa from her, "Well that's an interesting story, but you've obviously had too much." and quickly downed Sandra's drink as well.

"Listen, I've since found the spell that Sandra used, but when I tried to use it on her and swap back, she laughed and pointed out the next spell in the book. The one she had used only a week after swapping our bodies, to make the swap permanent. I've come to terms with it, and am actually quite happy. I'd hate to lose you as a friend, but maybe if you at least took a turn as Jeff, he'd learn his lesson. I'll help and keep an eye on him while he's in your body?" and with that, passed Jen a small, old, worn leather bound book, got up, kissed her on the cheek and walked away.

Jen giggled a bit more and put the book in her purse and made her way home. Later that day she was lounging by the pool, reading the book. The words were strange, and professed to do many magical things, but Jen was sure it would just be someone having a little fun. As she was reading, Jeff walked out to the pool with a drink in his hand and a devilish grin on his face. "Glad you'er getting some sun. I want you looking as golden as possible for our party tomorrow at the Waltons. I've put a nice outfit out for you and made appointments for your hair and make up tomorrow. You can, 'thank me' tonight.", he said with a mischievous wink.

Sex that night was good, but quick. Jen thought to herself that she wished she could show Jeff how to use that dick properly on a woman, so that she could get a little more pleasure out of it, then laughed at the thought. Then she remembered Sandra's book. As she was coming back form the bathroom, she grabbed the book from on top of her dresser, where she'd put it. She flipped through the pages and found the body swap spell. She checked to see and noticed that Jeff was asleep, so she read the spell.

As soon as she finished, she felt quite dizzy, her body felt on fire and she quickly passed out.

Jen woke in the morning to a woman's scream. She jumped up and saw a woman looking into the mirror on her vanity. Then she realised that woman was her.

That's about the time she noticed the tightness in her pants. Wait? Pants? She was wearing a nightgown when she went to bed. The one her doppelganger was now wearing, and when she looked down, she saw a gigantic boner protruding from her own body. "Oh my god! It worked!" she said, starting to panic a bit.

After calming down Jeff and claiming she knew nothing about how this happened, the two decided they needed to go about their day. This meant that Jeff needed to get going to Jen's hair and make up appointments. While he was gone, Jen used the opportunity to pull out Jeff's penis and pull on it til she came.

It was exhilarating! She felt satisfied yet tired, like she needed a quick nap. She also realised that she now knew a few things about Jeff's job and friends that she didn't know before. Would this continue the longer she was in Jeff's body, or was it something to do with the orgasm? She smirked and thought she could find out later tonight. At Jeff's expense.

The day had gone by fast and with Jeff complaining about his shoes, the ones he had picked out and insisted she wear, so in a moment of weakness, she had pulled into a shoe store to see if he could find something more comfortable for Jeff to wear, but his incessant complaining, made her change her mind a bit. She was going to get him flats to wear in the car, but now, she was annoyed.

"Listen babe, you can get another pair, at least that high and pointy, or wear those? What's it going to be?" Jen said to Jeff.

Jeff gave a little pout and said "FINE! These will do!" and began to storm out of the store, walking quite well in Jen's sky high heels. When Jeff suddenly stopped and looked at a pair of heels that Jen knew she'd normally want to look at too, She couldn't help but smile and wonder if Jeff was getting her thoughts and feelings as well. At that point Jeff looked confused, put the shoes down, and continued out to the car.

Jen flashed the cashier Jeff's handsome smile which made the young girl blush a bit, and followed Jeff out to their car. She was already getting a little hard, thinking about when they got home from the party, so she could start her experiment by banging the shit out of her old body. But first, she had to flaunt her husband in her body at a lavish party.

Couilda, Shoulda, Woulda

"How many times do I have to tell you? Stand up and actually 'work' the car. Silly tart!"

"But, guys keep grabbing at me and this is the only way I can stop my ass from being grabbed and pinched."

"Guess you should have thought of that before you opened your mouth, eh 'Stephanie'?" and with that the convener let out a deep belly laugh and walked over to deal with a potential buyer.

Blake was your typical scum bag sales guy. The fact that he worked for Lamborghini made it even worse. He traveled around the country doing car shows. That was his thing. He loved finding beautiful, busty, vulnerable local women that he could virtually whore out to help him sell his products. Sure Blake thought everyone WANTED a Lambo, they just couldn't afford one, but with his smooth talking skills and a cute piece of ass, he figured he could talk most people that stopped by his booth.

He was very very wrong. Sure, he made his sales quota. Most months. But most of the people he talked to either couldn't afford one of his cars, or if they could, it would bankrupt them and they couldn't afford the insurance, let alone the gas. Still, his ego forced him to think that those that he didn't sell something too, obviously didn't even exist, so as far as he was concerned, he was still batting 1000.

His latest show was in one of his favourite spots. Good ole' Las Vegas. He loved Vegas for many reasons. For it's base debauchery, it's NEW wealth that just wanted to waste their money, and for the constant stream of young women that were looking for a 'break'. Vegas often allowed him to get a good deal on promo girl, and it usually offered some fringe benefits on the side, in the form of some company in his hotel room. A hotel room e was often upgraded on by leaving one of the nicer machines out frint of the hotel to help draw people in.

The night before the show he had done his usual routine. Dinner in the hotel bar then off to a strip club. He'd hand out a few cards, but ultimately would find the woman he wanted and work her til she said yes. Much like his sporadic dating routine, he didn't like taking no for an answer. Although he sometimes found a hot waitress, he usually found his mark at one of the many strip clubs, where he percieved all the young girls had daddy issues and were desperate.

It was at his third or fourth strip cub that he saw Stephanie. She was a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes, legs that went all the way up and tits that any man would kill for. Although he was already enjoying her naked flesh, he was already picturing her in a tight fitting dress that would accentuate her ample breasts, with a pair of killer heels that would show off those legs. She had an air of confidence to her as well that was a challenge for him to break.

He soon had a private room booked where it didn't take long for him to come to a deal with Stephanie. She was happy to make some extra money during the day and said shehad just the perfect dress for it.

The next day she showed up with a tight fitting dress that her tits were almost falling out of and a pair of strappy style heels that peeked out the bottom as frequently as her long, luscious leg appeared from the long slit up the side. She gave Blake a few stern looks as he looked her over and found every opportunity to touch and feel her up, then listened to the instructions he gave. Then she went about her work like a pro. Blake was impressed but a little put off by the sly smile she appeared to give him every so often.

It wasn't long before Stephanie came to him requesting a quick break to get some water and get off her feet for 5 minutes. "I don't think so honey. You're being paid to draw men into my booth and the only way you'll get paid for this is to hussle that cute little ass back out there and work. Now get to it!" Blake said as he gave her a hard smack on the ass.

He was surprised when instead of objecting or even going back to work she crossed her arms, smiled and began to chant something. Blake felt a little dizzy, and closed his eyes. He grabbed his head and gave it a shake and the fuzziness disappeared, but something felt wrong. His body felt off and why was there so much hair on his head?

Blake opened his eyes to once again see that confident, almost cocky grin of Stephanie s. Only this time it was on his own face. He stood there, surprisingly well on his sky high heels, with his outh open. Not knowing what to say.

"Well? Did you hear me pumpkin?" Stephanie said with his voice. "Get that tight little ass back out there." and grabbed Blake by her old arm and turned him towards the stage the car was turning on. As she did, she leaned in and whispered, "Listen here you pig! You exploited my friend last time you were here so you're about to pay for it. Now get out there and do YOUR job, and do it well, if you ever want this dick and body back. With that,she gave her old body a small shove.

Stephanie really rode Blake for the rest of the day. She never let him sit on the car for more than a few seconds, and allowed him only a small lunch break before getting him back out there. He didn't know what to do the couple times he went to pee. Especially since Stephanie only gave him a quick minute to do that.

At the end of the day, Blake's feet were killing him, or rather Stephanie's feet were killing him. He stumbled over to his old body as the last customer was walking away. His old face looking more than satisfied with itself. As Stephanie turned to him, he said; "OK you psycho bitch! Give me back my body. Take your money and I don't ever want to see you again." to which Stephanie started laughing again.

"Did you really think I'd keep that, well it was more of a threat than a promise,wasn't it? What I forgot to mention was that my friend was dumb enough to sleep with you, although with this monster that's been in my pants all day, I can understand why. She's been trying to find you as she's carrying your child. She never wanted to be an unwed mother, so I was going to see if I could get you to do the right thing. From what I've seen, and the memories I've managed to glean from your mind, I can see that would never happen. You're far too selfish and would just make her feel worse, so I've come up with anew plan.". The smirk on his old face made Blake go pale, although with Stephanie's make up on, it was hard to tell.

Stephanie pulled out Blake's wallet. Considering society was supposed to be virtually cashless, there was quite a bit of money in there. She scooped out a few hundred dollar notes and shoved them between her former breasts. "Take this and get out of here Stephanie. You can still get a few hours sleep before you're due on stage at the club. I have to go and find Krystal and make an honest women out of her. I've always been attracted to her, and no that I have your testosterone running through my new body, it's magnified. Plus your memories of sex with her is the topper. Don't think she'll mind being marrying a travelling salesman. Especially since if today is any indication, I'm much better at this sales thing than you." and with that, she winked at Blake and turned around and left him paralysed and speechless as she walked away. 

Who's Who?

Abigail found herself struggling. Normally she would walk to school and not give it a second thought. She was young, beautiful and full of energy. That was before she'd gotten into a little trouble at school and the principal and her mother both decided that her enrollment in Swap Class was the best solution. Abigail resisted, but on the day was forced to go and endure the lecture then agree to the rules.

She looked around the room and wasn't impressed by her options. Most of the boys in the room were not good looking and the ones that were, a few of the jocks for example, were more than cute, but thicker than pig shit. She worried about them being smart enough to keep her body in good condition and not injure it. On top of that, she could see the partial erections that most of the boys were sporting, all in hopes of getting into the bodies of one of the pretty popular girls.

Abigail was definitely pretty, and a little bit popular, but not like Sarah, or Brittany, or any of their other friends that were forced to be here as well, but then again, when you try to seduce one or more of the male staff to raise your grades, especially offering them group sex, well then you kinda get what you deserved. Abigail use to be in that group, up to when they started high school. All the girls developed, but where as her friends liked to show off their new budding bodies, Abigail was much more reserved. She dressed conservatively, but not frumpy, and wore make up, but didn't slather it on or need to chip it off with hand tolls at the end of the day. Still, she knew that if she wanted to, she could be just as pretty, if not more beautiful than any of her old friends.

Looking at the leering looks from the boys, she was glad she was more reserved as few if any would choose her as their first pick. That's when she came out of her deep thoughts by what the teacher said.

Miss Caulfield was stunning in herself. She had been the swap class teacher for a few years now and was required to be involved should the class numbers be uneven. Many of the students thought that the Swap Class teacher rather enjoyed her time in her students bodies. She'd had a couple opportunities to be a boy, always a jock or one of the better looking students, and once had even had to be one of her female students. She just happened to get the body of the richest, snotiest and bitchiest girls in school and she had seemed to revel in it. With the addition of Abigail at the last minute to the class, it meant that Miss Caulfield wouldn't have to be involved. Abigail thought this would make her happy, ut the looks she was getting from the teacher suggested otherwise.

In fact, when Abigail snapped out of her thoughts, her teacher was looking right at her when she mentioned that a program had randomly matched up each boy with a girl and they would be starting with Abigail. From there she called Steven forward as Abigail s swap partner. Abigail's eyes went wide and she could hear the snickers from Sarah and her friends, and the sharp intake of breath from Brittany who also seemed relieved that she had avoided Steven herself.

Steven, for all accounts, seemed like a nice guy albeit not popular at all. The only reason that everyone knew who he was is because he was the most picked on student at school. Steven was extremely overweight, brought nothing but coke, chips and sugary treats for lunch, had a puffer either because of asthma or simply because of the extra weight he was carrying around and kind of shuffled everywhere.

It was no use. Abigail was trying to protest, but she could see the evil smile on Miss Caulfield's face as she dragged Abigail to the machine and pushed her in to her side, and then it was done...

It had been a horrible weekend. The swap had happened at the end of the day on Friday so the students could have the weekend to get use to their new bodies and lives. Abigail had hated it. She wasn't sure what was worse? The feel of the new appendage between her legs, or the fact that she was now so fat she couldn't even see it. Now it was Monday and she was desperately trying to walk to school, but was already out of breath.

Steven lived half the distance that she did to school, but she had already been walking twice as long as she normally did with all the stops, and having to stop and use Steven's puffer. She had quickly found out that Steven's family were all obese and it was likely due to the huge, fatty meals his mother made. Granted,they were delicious, but guaranteed you'd gain weight.

Now as she leaned against a tree, contemplating whether she should try the puffer again, and promising herself she'd take the offer of the ride from her temporary mother tomorrow. She looked up and noticed a woman who looked familiar waling towards her with a huge smile on her face. She was dressed in a very short white skirt and a beautiful tight top that left very little to the imagination, wearing heels that were far too high to be practical. Her new body reacted and she could feel her new penis start to harden a bit. That's when it hit her.

"NO!", she said allowed when she realised t was her own body walking towards her.

"Oh yeah!", she heard Steven say in her melodic voice as he gave a perfect twirl in the heels. 'Why on earth would you hide this gorgeous body Abby?", Steven asked. "I have had a very busy weekend. Between getting to know every square inch of this body, and a little shopping at the mall, it went by far too fast. So? Do you like your new look?" he said with a wink.

"You can't dress my body like that!", Abigail almost screamed. "They'll never let you in school looking like that, and it's Abigail, NOT Abby. Now go back to my house and change, right now before you're late!"

Steven just laughed. "Yes, Mr. Hutchins was a bit shocked when I walked in looking like this, and he really didn't know what to say when I gave him the note excusing me for the week. Anyway, better let you get to school Steven. You really should have had your mother give you a lift. Walking is going to make you late. Well, here comes my ride. I better go. By Stevie." he said, blowing his old body a kiss as a large sedan pulled up.

"What? Where are you going?" Abigail asked.

"Well, Abigail may be a bit stuck up, but Abby quickly found out how much free shit she can gt from men dressed like this. Especially if you give an occasional blow job or two. Now, my new friend and mentor are going downtown to see how much we can maximise on that." and as Steven finished, the passenger door was opened by the driver. None other than Miss Caulfield.

"You can't do this! Miss! You can't let him do this with my body. Why would you encourage, let alone allow this? I'm reporting this to the school." Abigail said in tears, which looked terrible in Steven's body.

"Miss Jacobs!" Miss Caulfield said rather firmly. "If you 'report' this, you'll be breaking the rules of swap class and will be punished for it. Perhaps you'll even have to spend a bit more time as young Steven. Now, while you think on that, you might want to think about something else. First, ask yourself who's in charge of the swap machine. Then, ask yourself, which one of us is the real Miss Caulfield and which of us is the real Steven?"

How Do They Look

Well, it's been awhile since I wrote How Does It Look, and as I brought this pic up, I thought it would be perfect for a Part 2. Hope you enjoy it, and if you haven't read Part 1 (on my original page), then go to Deviant Art and see it there. 

https://www.deviantart.com/candylicious5151/art/How-does-it-look-737424896

Vicky was miserable!

It had been two months since her so called friend Josh had offered to help her, but had instead stole her body, just so he could have sex with her fiance. Two months and she'd had to get used to the extra appendage hanging between her legs. At first it had been horrible, but admittedly, she had to admit that the one night she had felt depressed and had drowned herself in brightly coloured drinks, only to end up hooking up with one of Josh's ex's and getting to use it for the first time.

She had never been a fan of anal sex in her own body, but found it oddly enjoyable in Josh's. When they had switched and she was the one pounding away on Steve, she felt a control and power she'd never felt during sex as a woman. She didn't want to stay like this. She wanted her old body and her Tom back, but she might have started casually seeing Steve and spending a lot more time burying her new appendage into Steve than she would have ever thought.

Of course,when she first woke up in Josh's apartment, she felt groggy and didn't know what was going on. At first she didn't remember what was going on, but the erection in her pants brought her back to reality very quickly. She soon realised that it was almost mid day the day after she had arrived at Josh's place and the rings, and Josh in her body, were nowhere to be seen. She had tried calling and texting her own phone, which she realised was gone with her clothes, purse and new lingerie, but the texts went unanswered and the calls immediately went to voice mail. Voice mail Josh either hadn't picked up, or more likely, was blatantly ignoring her.

On Monday, she had finally received a text back from her own phone. "Hey sweety! Don't be mad! I just had to take the opportunity to see if Tom was good enough for you and I must say, OH MY GOD! Is he ever! Your body is amazing, and the things I can do with it? Mmmmmm! Anyway, like I said, don't be mad. Give mea few days or maybe a week to have a bit more fun and I'll return your body. Spoil my fun and you'll see what a vindictive queen I can be and you'll NEVER get it back. Talk soon. Mwah!"

She spent the next few hours crying Josh's eyes out. She called in sick for his shifts for the next week, not wanting to see her own body and almost cost Josh his job. She realised that might anger Josh and make this longer than she thought, so she pasted a fake smile on her new face and went in, prepared to see her own face smiling back at her.

When she got there she found out that Josh had quit her job. He had told the place that Tom had decided he didn't want her working there anymore and wanted to have her home to spend as much time as possible with her. That didn't make sense though as Tom and her had agreed she would work there until after the wedding. To allow her a bit more freedom. What was happening.

Finally, after about 3 weeks, Josh came to see her. Dressed to the nines and looking fantastic. He had even mastered, if not improved her make up. "What the fuck do you think your're doing you selfish asshole? Give me back my body and life and why the hell did you quit my job?", she said.

"Oh Joshy!" Josh said in her voice, perfectly imitating her own lilt in his voice. "You still have YOUR job. Tom has just wanted to ensure we have more time for love making so wants me at his beck and call. And I mean, what girl wouldn't. You should see how well he's hung and how well he uses it. Oh, wait! I guess you do know?" he said with a little laugh and a wink. "Not to mention, I heard you and Steve have been having a little fun of your own? Are you liking that body? Do you want a bit more time in it?"

"Shut the fuck up you prick!" Vicky was trying to sound angry and look aggressive, but in Josh's gay and very effeminate body made it just look comical. "Now where the fuck are the rings? We're switching back now! You said a few days or a week and it's been almost a month. Te wedding is close and I need to get ready."

"Hold your horses there fella." Josh said with a wink. "Speaking of the wedding, I had to attend one of your fittings. I looked fabulous! Oh, and it felt soooo good!" he said, wrapping his arms around his stolen body. "I realise I've likely jeapordised our friendship to the point of no return?"

"You think?" Vicki said.

"So I guess it doesn't matter if I make one more demand. I want to be the one in this body on your wedding day. Just so I can experience it. The white dress. The center of attention. All of it! If you let me do that, we can change back after the ceremony, before Tom and I go away on our honeymoon. Deal?" Josh said, putting his hand out as if to shake hands.

Vivki slapped it away. "Fuck no! I want my body back now and I want to enjoy my wedding. Oh, and you can consider yourself uninvited, you bastard!"

"Well, I can just keep this body? Not a bad life I must say and I don't miss my cock at all. After all, I get enough of Tom's. Now, agree to my demands and at least you'll get to enjoy your honeymoon. Up to you if you come to the ceremony or not, but I'd love for you to be there?" Josh looked very confident in Vicki's body. Had she ever looked that confident or cocky?

Just over a month later, Vicki found herself walking up the stairs to the bridal suite. About to finally get her body back and spend some time with Tom, She almost skipped up the stairs. She had to admit, the ceremony had been beautiful, and Josh had played her part perfectly. Including the kiss that lasted a bit longer than comfortable for everyone. Oh well, it would be her using those lips to kiss Josh soon. She may even consent to a blow job, to give her time to figure out what damage Josh had done. That thought made her stop. She knew that Josh loved sucking cock. A trait she had picked up inadvertently with his body and it's needs. Does that mean he had been sucking Tom off? Had he gotten use to it? Would he demand it from her all the time now? How could she explain not wanting to do it now, or would she keep wanting to do it, like she had for Steve for the last few weeks?

She decided she'd deal with it all tomorrow. Tonight? Anything would go for Tom. To make up for lost time. As she enter the bridal suite, she saw Josh in her body just finishing doing up his shoe. Vicki hadn't seen them before and realised Josh must have bought them, and the dress, for tonight. Vicki had to admit. Her body looked dam hot in both.

 "Hey! You looked really good up there." Vicki said,trying to ensure she didn't say anything to upset Josh. She was getting her body back "So? Shall we do this now?"

*sigh* "Well that was the deal, wasn't it?" Josh said, running his hands down Vicki's body,taking it all in. "I will miss all of this. A guy could get used to be this beautiful a woman. Now, I know you'll find it hard to strike up our friendship again, but think about it and reach ut when you get back, ok?

Vicki almost laughed in his face, but managed to keep it inside. "Ummm, ok. We can talk in a couple weeks." Like fuck we will. We are never speaking again. 

"I'll just grab the rings. They're in the other room. Have some champagne while you're here. It actually tastes better in my body. The one thing that does." Josh said with a wink as he walked to the next room,

Vicki grabbed one of the glasses of champagne off the counter and took a big sip. It did taste yummy, but she wouldn't say it tasted better on Josh's tongue than on her own. She quickly finished it off and called out to Josh. "Josh, is everything ok? Do you need a hand?"

As she said the last words, she noticed she had slurred her words. Just then, Josh walked back in the room, smiling in a devilish way.

"Where are the rings?" Vicki asked, as she fell to the floor. What was happening?

"Oh my god! I can't believe you fell for that twice. Enjoy being the new Josh. There is no way I'm giving up this body. I got rid of the rings weeks ago. Just needed some more time to cement my position as you. I'll be Vicki forever now. Now a couple things. I just wanted you to know that Tom has promised that by the end of tomorrow, I won't be able to walk, but who needs to? I let him stick that big cock anywhere he wants in MY body and his morning wood is so yummy. Secondly, I saw you brought Steve as your date? Not sure why. I already made THAT mistake for you, but apparently you're more of a top this time. Interesting. Anyway, you'll notice you aren't passing out this time. The paralysis will wear off in a half hour. Right about the time I'll send Steve up. I've told him that you guys can have the suite for the rest of the weekend. He's so looking forward to it. Npow, have to go. Tom is waiting and so is the limo. By JOSHY!"