Whoa... Part 8

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Kevin sat in the back of the car with his hands crossed across his chest. He couldn't believe what Bello was making him do after he opened up to him. Frankly he was both pissed and embarrassed.

"Misses Lee is a terrific tutor," Bello said from the front seat. "You two will get along perfectly. Aubrey?" Bello twisted his head towards Kevin. "Kevin!" Bello raised his voice.

Kevin glanced at his boss and then back to the window. Ever since Kevin revealed his secret to Bello, Bello had been treating him like a child again, and today wasn't helping.

"Kevin, do you have something to say?"

"This is dumb," Kevin finally said. "Why do I need to go to a tutor? I'm twenty-four years old."

"Your body is twenty-four years old," Bello corrected him. "You are sixteen, and you need a proper education. Everybody in my company has to have at least a high school education or above to work here, if you want to keep working here you have to finish your high school."

"Yeah but Aubrey finished high school, and an associates. I am technically a college graduate."

"But you are not Aubrey, Kevin, you just have her life."

"I thought you trusted me Mr. Bello, because I trusted you. We had a moment last Saturday..."

"I do trust you Kevin, if I didn't I would have fired you on the spot when you opened up to me. You make a wonderful woman and I don't want to rob you of your life, but I am also your boss and because of that I have a business to run, and my business has certain standards we have to meet." Bello pulled overt to the curb and stopped the car. "I've sent plenty of my Beauties."

"That aren't you," Kevin interrupted.

"Yes plenty of my Beauties that aren't me to Misses Lee for tutoring. She teaches accelerated courses, so you can get your high school diploma by December this year, consider this a favor instead of sending you back to two more years of schooling. We're here," Bello stepped out of the driver's seat and made his way around the trunk to Kevin's side. He opened the door. "Let's not be late, Misses Lee is a great teacher but she's a pain in the ass if you're late."

"Humph," Kevin pouted getting out of the car.

Dress Code Part 8 - The Meeting

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"...And that is how the Zero-G will revolutionize the bra industry," Kelvin finished his pitch on the usual line. It had become second nature to run through his pitch, except this time was different. he was sitting across from one of the most influential women in the market. He had stumbled across his words multiple times during the pitch because she gave off such a powerful air.

"Your product sounds... interesting," Zoe Jacobi said. "I understand you sentiment with bras, the bands can be very pestering at times, but I make due with it."

"Oh thank god you understand," Kelvin said.

"Of course I would," Zoe said, "I am a woman after all."

"You don't understand how many men I've pitched this too, I thought they would understand. But then again...." I wouldn't have if I was still a man, Kelvin wanted to say.

"Then again what?"

"Nothing."

"Are you wearing one of these Zero-G bras right now?" Zoe asked.

"Yes," Kelvin said, "they're all I wear now, unless I'm running, I'm still working on a sports bra replacement."

"Can I see?"

"You want me to take off my shirt?"

"That's what I asked, yes," she kicked her legs back on her desk. "Go on, take it off."

Kelvin unbuttoned his top and removed his shirt and jacket. He stood there wearing the strapless bra, he felt very cold. This was the first time anybody asked to see the product on him.

"Hmm," Zoe placed her index finger on her chin. "It's nice. Now spin around for me."

Kelvin did as she asked. "You are a very beautiful woman," Zoe said.

"Thanks, but I'm not here to land a date," Kelvin said.

"I'll consider it," Zoe said. "Do you have a pair I can keep?"

"Yes, what size are you?"

"32D," she said.

"Actually I don't need the number," Kelvin produced a Zero-G bra from his bag. "That's a huge advantage from the manufacturing side of this product, no band no number, so you don't need to make so many different kinds."

"Smart," she said. "You can put your shirt back on now if you'd like."

Kelvin retrieved his shirt from the back of his chair and began buttoning it.

"I'll have my people get with you once I review your product," Zoe said inspecting the strapless bra in her hands. "Have a good day Miss Ellis."

"You too Miss Jacobi," Kelvin picked up his bag and extended his arm. She took and it and lazily shook it. "I guarantee you'll be sold the moment you put it on."

Dress Code Part 7 - Doing Business

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Kelvin scrolled through his calendar, he had six meetings to go today. Six! There's no way he was able to do six different pitches in one day and stay sane. He had switched from revealing clothing to pants suits ever since the 'first pitch incident.' He never told Maddie about the creepy investor, all he told her was that he said no and that it was time to restrategize.

He had a few minutes before his first meeting of the day, so he gave Maddie a call. "Hey, have you heard anything back from Jacobi yet?"

"No, not yet," Maddie said. "Look we gotta stick to the smaller investors first, going after a company as big as Jacobi is pointless, we're a gnat compared to them."

"I know I know, it's just that if we get them on our side we're set for life. Did you find Zoe's assistant's number like I asked?"

"Yeah actually."

"Great, send it to me!" With that Kelvin hung up. He was going to get Jacobi on his side, even if it meant pestering the heiress' personal assistant.

Dress Code Part 6 - First Pitch

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"...and that's why the Zero-G will revolutionize the bra industry," Kelvin said to the older man across from him, he made sure to maintain eye contact.

"I don't understand," he said, "what's wrong with bras today?"

Kelvin sighed, he literally just explained to the investor what was wrong with bras today.

"Look," Kelvin asked reaching into his bad. "What bra size is your wife?"

"I don't have one," he said. "I'm divorced."

"Fine, do you have a daughter?"

"Three sons."

"I'm sorry for waiting your time," Kelvin grabbed his bag and stood up. "I'll pay for your drinks."

"Hold on miss," the investor grabbed Kelvin by the wrist. "Perhaps I'd still be interested if..."

Kelvin felt his gaze shift to his cleavage. "If?"

"If you'd like to come back to my place," his grasp tightened.

"Ew, no," Kelvin pulled back. The man refused to let go.

"Don't play hard to get with me dear, a woman with your body shouldn't be working as hard as you are. I can make you richer than your wildest dreams. I know you want me, no woman dresses like that if she didn't want something."

"Let got of me," Kelvin yelled. Everybody's head in the restaurant turned towards the two. The man let go. "I wore this because I wanted you to invest into my company, I thought it would be more convincing. Apparently all it did was turn you into a fucking pig. No wonder your wife left you, you're fucking psycho." With that Kelvin made a b-line towards the exit. Next pitch he'd have to screen the investors and dress more modestly.

Sick Day

"Here it goes," Victor said to himself, a vibrator in his hand gently rubbed between his legs. He took a deep breath and slid it straight into his new vag. "Ohhhhh my god," he moaned, "oh my god, oh my god," he gasped.

It was day two in Bianca's body. She was the older sister of his best friend Frank. Victor always had a crush on her, but she never was interested in him. The two ended up in each other's bodies unexpectedly and decided to keep it on the down low until they figured out what was going on. At the time Bianca was going to classes at a local community college, but was still living at home. He told his new mother that he wasn't feeling well and asked if he could stay home for the day. Being the loving woman she was she let Victor have the day off. After everybody left the house Victor scrambled around Bianca's room and found one of her vibrators.

Like a kid at a theme park he was ready to ride this ride. He eagerly undressed himself and lied back onto Bianca's bed and slid the phallic object straight into his new vagina. It was the best sick day in Victor's life.

Dress Code Part 5 - Supply & Demand

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"Ass attack!" Kelvin grabbed his former ass. Maddie jumped.

"Jesus Christ Kelvin, you nearly gave me a heart attack," she gasped.

"Luckily for you I did a lot of cardio, so no need to worry. And damn did that cardio give me a fantastic ass, I almost miss it. How's the next batch coming along?"

"Terrific," Maddie leaned against the work bench. "But I didn't expect it to be this much work, between the two of us we can barely keep up with the demand."

"Yeah, that's something I wanted to talk to you about," Kelvin said. "We just got an order for fifty more today."

"Fifty more? That's going to take weeks for us to produce."

"I know I know," Kelvin said. "It's time we look for investors and manufacturers, the Zero-G is outgrowing our small garage operation. I already emailed a few today, I'm waiting to hear back. Here, why don't I take over for you?"

"You sure?" Maddie asked.

"Yes, you deserve it, you've been working hard all day."

"Thanks Kelvin," she said. "I hope those people get back with us soon."

"Me too Maddie, me too," and Kelvin got to work.

Distractions Part 2

Part 1

Guy's phone vibrated, it was a text from Mackenzie: "You gotta hurry up with your research, I'm growing antsy to get my body back."

Guy sighed and got back to his computer. It had been just over two months since his invention malfunctioned and swapped the two best friend's bodies. Guy promised he would fix it immediately, but that was proving to be... difficult.

He never lusted towards Mackenzie, at least not until he got inside her body. Now he was constantly fighting against her crazy libido and the pleasure he got out of organisming as a woman. It wasn't unusual that he would no more than half an hour into he research, take a glimpse at his cleavage and then seek out Mackenzie's vibrator. 

"My research is coming along well, it's just a lot more complicated than I thought," Guy sent back. He looked down at his cleavage, and closed the window window with his work on it. The computer prompted him to save, he selected no. "Ops," he said, "I guess I gotta destress myself." He opened up an incognito tab and began browsing his favorite porn sites. 

Clothes Shopping

"Can I help you miss?" A sales associate asked Norman.

"Yes please," Norman said.

"What can I help you with?" She asked.

"I'm looking for something that shows off my boobs. When I walk into a room I want the whole room to be like 'Damn, look at Chelsea's boobs. I wish I could tit fuck them.'"

"Uhh, well we have a good selection of low cut v-necks. With the right bra you can give your breasts enough lift to get cleavage."

"Nah, I don't like bras," Norman said. "They feel weird, plus aren't my boobs sexy when I do this?" Norman jumped up and down. "Aren't they just the best?"

"Are what the best?"

"My tits, well at tits in general. Your's are great too!" He said. "Can I give them a feel?"

"Have a nice day miss!" She said and did an about face.

"Isn't that what we girls do? Compare breasts? Here, you can feel mine first!" Norman began making a scene by playing with his breasts in the middle of the store.

The associate just groaned.

"That's cool," Norman shouted, "your tits were pretty small anyways." And he got back to his clothes shopping.

Volley Ball Practice

The bell whistled and Kyle attempted to spike the ball. The ball flew threw the air and hit the net. Another bell whistled, the play was incomplete. Kyle pulled upwards on his bra straps, there had to be a way to to stop the pointless jiggling of his breasts.

"Common Kyle, you wanna fill in for your girlfriend or what?" Vanessa, the coach shouted. "She's a top tier beach volleyball player and you're making her look like a freaking middle schooler. Get your act together!"

"It's these tits, they get in the way of every shot." Kyle said attempting to serve again.

"Boo fucking hoo," Vanessa blew the whistle again. "Did Amy cry to you when she won city championship with her breasts? Grow a fucking pair." Vanessa blew the whistle again, Kyle cringed. He was suspecting she only blew the whistle to piss him off. "Maybe if you wore the right bra to practice you'd have an easier time."

"Wait," Kyle whipped the sand from his cleavage. "you mean there's more than one kind of bra?"

Vanessa burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Kyle asked, his hand akimbo.

"You mean that Amy told you that there's only one kind of bra out there? You poor poor man," she continued laughing.

"Stop it!" Kyle said, Vanessa ignored him and blew the whistle again. Kyle cringed in response.

Island Vacation

"Thank you Mommy for the Doritos!" Jeff said reaching for the bag.

"You're welcome sweetie, but I actually got them for Jeff," Jeff's mom said.

"Oh silly me," Jeff said reaching into the Doritos bag and grabbing a bite, "I forgot about him. Why don't you go on with daddy and hit the waves? I'm gonna sit here and work on my tan." Jeff munched on a handful of Doritos and wiped the dust on his bikini.

"That sounds perfect Shelby," Jeff's mom kissed him on the cheek. "Just be sure to mind you table manners."

Jeff's mom retreated into the ocean with his father. Behind his sunglassed eyes the former teen boy snacked on the bag of Doritos in front of his sister sitting across from him, after each bite he whipped the dust on his breasts.

"Isn't this just the best island vacation?" He asked leaning back into his chair.

All Shelby could do was face her brother eye to eye in her beach chair. Jeff had done plenty of pranks to embarrass her, but this was the last straw.

Five Guys

"Ugh, This is so fucking embarrassing," Jerry fiddled with his order number.

"Why do you say that?" Michael asked in his best defense to hide his erection. Jerry hadn't noticed yet.

"Every fucking guy who walks in here is staring directly at me," Jerry said adjusting his breasts. "Can I borrow your shirt?"

"Uhh no, the AC is really cold in here. You snooze you lose dude."

"Not cool dude. If I wasn't hungry as fuck I'd kick you straight in the balls," Jerry scratched an itch on his breasts. "Fucking dammit, stop looking at me man. I didn't ask to be in this body, fuck I didn't even want to be in a bikini today, but you Mr Genius decided we should to out for a swim to take my mind off the whole situation. You fucking pig. This is my sister's body, and once she gets back from her summer vacation in my body, to remind you, I'm going to be dead in the water. So give me your fucking shirt!"

"Order number 43, you order is ready," the intercom said.

"And who paid for your burger man?" Michael asked. "Just let me eat a burger in front of your sister's tits once and I'll leave you alone, in her body or not."

"Jesus Christ, you're the worst...." Jerry tried to obscure his cleavage. "Just give me my fucking hamburger."

Dress Code Part 4 - 40%

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Maddie walked into her old house and made her way to the guest bedroom as requested. Where there once had been a bed a large desk with two monitors stood. On the wall near the door were a few mannequin, each wearing a peculiar strapless bra. In front of them were boxes labeled with bra sizes and a label saying "Zero-G by BFF."

"Hey Maddie," a familiar voice said from behind the monitors, "how are things going girl?"

"Pretty good," she said taking a seat, "I see you're enjoying my old life."

"You betcha I am," Kelvin said. "How's being a dude?"

"You know, I actually like it. I feel like I get a lot more respect from strangers, and friends alike. Plus there's something about pleasing women in bed I love! How are the old girls treating you?"

Kelvin took a second to register what she meant by "girls," he looked down at his cleavage and smiled at his old body. "They are treating me fantastic!" He said giving them a squeeze. "Oh, I hope you don't mind me doing that, I love your breasts."

"By all means grope them, rub them together like you're trying to start a fire, or even tattoo them, they're your future back problems now," Maddie said.

"That's great to hear," Kelvin said, "because they might be my future back problems, but they are also our biggest profit makers."

"Our profit makers?" Maddie looked around the room at the boxes and strapless bras. "What have you been doing in my body?"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," Kelvin retrieved a rectangular piece of paper from his breasts and handed it to Maddie. "Sorry, I couldn't resist hiding it there. Now go on, look at it!"

Maddie unfolded the paper, it was a check written out to her. "Oh my god," her brain was still trying to parse the number, "is this real?"

"You betcha it's real," Kelvin's face lit up, "and it's all yours. That's 40% of the company's revenue since its inception."

"What the fuck have you done in my body since we swapped?"

Kelvin gave her the whole run down of his invention, how he quit her job to take up BFF full time. He concluded it with, "You're my best friend Maddie, I literally could have never of done this without you. Don't you see, this swap was a huge blessing in disguise, we can be rich! Thanks to your feminine assets I was able to make a product people wanted, but I can't do this alone. You're an expert in sales and marketing, I got myself fired from your job for being a shitty saleswoman. How'd you like to come on board as my official co-founder?"

Maddie could't believe what she was hearing. Her best friend had finally succeeded at one of his dumb inventions, and he was asking her if she wanted to be a part of his new ventures. "Do you think I'm stupid?" she said "Of course I want to come on board!"

Kelvin jumped across the desk and hugged his best friend as tight as he could.

Dress Code Part 3 - "In my office"

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"Can I see you in my office, right now, Madison?" Cynthia said through the phone's receiver.

"Uhhh sure," Kelvin closed the tab open to his online store. Sales have been up all week. "Be right there."

Kelvin walked into his boss' office. "Have a seat," Cynthia said. Kelvin obeyed.

"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" He asked.

"Madison," she said, "are you feeling alright?"

"Of course, better than ever actually," he paused. "Why do you ask?"

"I don't know how to say this," she took a deep breath and placed her hands in her lap. "But over the past few months you've been acting a bit... different. It's like your stumbling around in your job, like everything you knew just disappeared."

"Is this about the dress code violation?" Kelvin asked. "Because I listened to you, I haven't worn a shirt showing my cleavage at all in the past few weeks. I honestly thought that would help with sales..."

"No, this is not about your sudden defiance to the company dress code. Although that certainly was the first of many straws. No, this is about your sudden drop in sales. We hired you on because of your amazing performance in your last job, your results were way more than we could ever hope for. But for the last few months your performance has been dropping... substantially. I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go."

Kelvin said nothing. He wasn't surprised, in fact he was actually grateful. Honestly Kelvin hated car sales, he hated car salesmen in his old life and he felt so dirty being a saleswoman now. Plus this news was breaking just ahead of his schedule.

"I'm sorry," Cynthia said.

"No need to apologize," Kelvin responded. "I actually was going to give you my two weeks next week."

"Oh really, why's that?" Cynthia's voice had a twinge of curiosity in it.

"I've been running my own company on the side, and it's just now taking off!"

"What have you been doing on the side?"

"I invented, a 100% strapless bra! I call it the Zero-G. It's phenomenal, and the sales have really taken off! I actually just incorporated the company last month."

"Oh really, that's good for you," Cynthia didn't seem to believe what she was hearing. "What's the name of your new company?"

"Breasts Friends Forever," Kelvin laughed. "I know the name's a little on the nose, but I couldn't help it. Don't worry, I shortened it to BFF for marketing purposes. Here, let me show you the bra I'm even wearing one myself!" He began pulling up his shirt.

"Out!" Cynthia pointed towards the door. "I've had enough of your antics."

"Fine," Kelvin said putting his shit down, "your loss."

Dress Code Part 2 - Prototype #16

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"Alright, here goes number 16..." Kelvin said to his topless reflection in the bathroom mirror. The former man put what looked like two concave butterfly wing shaped cups tethered together with a drawstring on his breasts. He held his breath for a few seconds, the cups stayed on. Kevin did a little dance admiring his reflection, he couldn't believe it he had actually made his own strapless bra!

The former man was taking his new life as his best friend Maddie in stride. He had never considered the thought of ever becoming a woman, but ever since Maddie and him found themselves in each other's bodies just four months ago the two had been enjoying their new found gender. It was as if the universe blessed them with the ultimate gift: a gift neither of them knew they wanted but loved more than anything else in the end.

The only thing Kelvin didn't like about being a woman was the bras. They were tight, the straps were annoying as hell and would move around randomly. He tried going braless for a few days but that didn't help either, his breasts flopping around everywhere was just as annoying as straps. So he decided to do something about it.

Inventing things was always something Kelvin was passionate about. He had a series of failed inventions: a refrigerator magnet for an iPad mini (the magnet always failed, causing the screen to shatter upon impact with the floor), an app that would tell you where you parked (turns out most people had better memory than Kelvin), a business card app, and so many many more.

Kelvin kept on dancing in his new strapless bra, not only was he happy that after 16 prototypes the damn thing worked, but he felt as if this product actually could sell well. No more push-up bras with an underwire digging into women's ribs. Instead women everywhere could have all the sexiness of a push-up bra and none of the inconveniences. He put on a tank top, gave his breasts a little adjustment, then took his new invention out for a "field test" about town.

Distractions

"Yeah, I'm looking into it," Guy said into the phone's mic to Mackenzie, "no I haven't done anything crazy in your body. Look you've been like a sister to me, I'd never ever take advantage of you or your body." Guy began playing with his breasts with his free hand. "Have you done anything with my body? Glad to see we have mutual respect for each other. I suppose you can consider this a true test of our friendship." Guy smiled, moving his left hand down down to his borrowed vagina. "Now if you excuse me Mackenzie , I have to get back to my research to figure out what happened to us. I don't need anymore distractions..." Guy grazed the top of his clit with his finger. He let out an involuntary moan. Mackenzie didn't react on the other end. "Whelp gotta go, time's a wastin'" He hung up and gave his full focus to the region between his legs.

Whoa... Part 7

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"Do you like the new place Aubrey?" Bello asked his newest beauty. "It's the best I can find closets to the office. New York Apartments are hard to come by, especially ones in Manhattan."

"Its great!" Aubrey said. "Thank you so much for this Mr. Bello, I mean Tory. It's just that..." the model went over to the window seal and sat down, she gazed longingly through the blinds.

"Is everything alright dear?" Bello reached out to comfort her.

"No," she said, "everything isn't alright. I don't deserve this."

"Of course you do," he said, "all my beauties deserve only the best."

"You don't understand, I didn't ask for this, any of this," she motioned her hands towards her torso. "This life wasn't supposed to be mine." Bello noticed a slight choke in her voice, like she was holding back tears. "And now I'm working for one of the best fucking company in the world, for literally the nicest man on the entire fucking planet. And yet," a lonely tear flowed down her cheek, "I don't deserve this at all."

Bello sat down next to Aubrey, he had seen many of his models break down from gratitude, who felt like they were impostors in their lives. "There there honey," he rubbed her arm, "you totally deserve this. You're a very beautiful young woman with an amazing talent, you deserve this."

"That's the thing," Aubrey sniffled, "I shouldn't be a woman. I didn't ask to be a woman, none of this was supposed to be mine. This was supposed to be Aubrey's and I just fucking took it right from under her feet because of some stupid accident at the pool." She couldn't hold back her tears anymore and leaned into Bello's shoulder and cried. "I'm not Aubrey. This isn't fair."

"What do you mean?"

"If I told you, you'd think I was crazy," the woman claiming to not be Aubrey said.

"No I wouldn't, you're secret is safe with me. If there's something you need to get off your chest you can trust me until the grave."

"You're too kind Mr. Bello," Aubrey lifted her head an looked Bello directly into his eyes. "But you won't believe it, I could hardly believe it when it happened to me and I'm still processing it all."

"What happened at the pool?"

Aubrey gave herself a moment to compose herself. "Alright," she said, "but if you no longer want to work with me after I tell you this I understand. But you're right, I have to get this off my chest, it's been killing me since it happened. This is a secret nobody knows, and I mean absolutely nobody." She took a deep breath. "I've only been Aubrey for ten months, well ten months and nine days to be exact. What time is it?"

Bello looked at his phone's clock. "Two forty-five," he said.

"Ten months, nine days, and twenty-three hours and sixteen minutes to be even more exact. My real name is Kevin Fernandez, I am supposed to be a junior in high school, well senior now I guess. I had a girlfriend named Judy, she was my first girlfriend and the only girl I slept with. I wanted to study biomedical engineering, not get into modeling, it's just that modeling came easy with this body." Kevin looked at Bello in the eyes, oddly his eyes seemed full of understanding.

"God," Kevin retreated his gaze, "I sound like a fucking lunatic."

"No no, go on, Kevin. Is that how you want to be addressed?"

"I don't know," Kevin said. "I haven't been called that since the pool incident. It feels weird being called that now."

"What happened at the pool?"

Kevin sighed. "Something happened that I do not understand. A freak accident occurred when I dove off the diving board. I went into the water as sixteen year old Kevin Fernandez and I came out as twenty four year old Aubrey Svenska. I don't know how it happened, or why. All I know is that when I swam to the edge of the pool to pull myself out I was wearing a bikini with these tits sitting right inside of it." Kevin motioned towards his breasts. "When I was trying to keep calm and evaluate the situation, Aubrey, in my body, physically assaulted me and told me that this was all my doing. She still doesn't understand to this day. I have to keep on blocking her on everything because she thinks I'm some pervert who ran off with her body. But I didn't, I liked my life before becoming Aubrey and I had a girlfriend so I didn't need to literally be inside of a woman's body to get close to one. Hell I hardly even masturbate, and I haven't even had sex as a woman yet. I'm just taking this one day at a time, and somehow things are just going absolutely fucking perfect for me. Jesus, I bet you're thinking of sending me to a mental hospital right now."

"Do you like being Aubrey?" Bello gave Kevin a comforting back rub.

"Yes," Kevin said, "that's the thing I really like being Aubrey. I never considered myself to be a transgender but I really really like being a woman. I don't think I could ever go back to my old life after living as Aubrey. Sure there are things I miss: Judy, my family and my friends, and not having periods," Kevin gave a light chuckle to his own joke. "I don't want to go back, especially after meeting you Mr. Bello. You've given me pride in being a women, I feel more empowered now than I ever did in my old life. That's why I don't feel like this belongs to me, this isn't my life this is Aubrey's but I want it to be my life now. You've given me more than I could ever dream of. When I first became Aubrey she was just some Instagram whore."

"Language," Bello said.

"Fine, she was some c-list Instagram model living paycheck-to-paycheck with her photographer boyfriend Chad, and now I'm living in her body as an A-list model in New York. It's doesn't seem right."

"Be honest with me, Kevin," Bello's voice was stoic his back rubs stopped. "When we selected you to join the beauties, were those photos of Kevin-Aubrey, or Aubrey-Aubrey."

"They were all my work," Kevin's lips curled into a thing smile. "To make this story even more unbelievable the photos you selected as my 'best work' were photos that I set up, Kevin-Aubrey set up. I even broke up with Chad weeks before I even took those, everything you saw was all me. How fucking stupid is that?"

"Is what?"

"That a sixteen year old boy with an interest in science, was a better model and photographer than a semi-pro model and her professional photographer boyfriend?"

"Maybe this was meant to be," Bello resumed rubbing Kevin's back. "Maybe you were meant to be Aubrey, and the universe set things straight when you dove into the pool."

"Jesus," Kevin choked up a little, "do you even have a mean bone in your body?"

"Can I trust you with a secret?" Bello asked.

"Sure," Kevin whipped some more tears from his face, "I bet it won't be as crazy as mine."

"Oh, you'd like to think that," Bello took his arms off of Kevin's back and stood up. "Give me a moment, it's been a really long time since I've done this in front of somebody." He took a deep breath and put his hands into a prayer like pose and closed his eyes. Kevin just stared at the man, he had no idea where this was going. Features started to shift in Bello's face, his jawline became more angular, his pointy nose grew wider and flatter. The man's dark brown hair shifted to a light blonde and began to fall downwards. His shoulders grew slimmer, and his belly receded. Bello shrank at least four inches. The man was slowly becoming more feminine and feminine by the second. Kevin's jaw was dropped. After a minute or two a young blonde woman stood where Bello stood.

"Ta-da!" He said, his voice still deep and masculine."Whoops, let me do that again" he cleared his throat, "Ta-da!" This time a young woman's voice.

"Oh my god," Kevin was tense he didn't know how to react, "why are you Tiffany?"

"That's because I am Tiffany! Pretty impressive isn't it?"

"N-n-no," Kevin stammered, "this can't be real!"

"I'm as real as you are, plus weren't you the one just telling me that you used to be a teenage boy? You have no excuse to claim you don't believe it. I'm a shapeshifter, we're not so different you and I. Here, come up and see for yourself."

Kevin stood up and approached the former man. 

"Don't be shy," Bello said. He took Kevin's hand and placed it on his cheek. "Does it feel real enough for you?"

"Oh my god, please tell me this is just some sort of fever dream," Kevin felt around Bello's face. "That's all what's happening isn't it? This is just some sort of weird fever dream. I'm in a coma from slipping and falling at the pool, and all of this is some sort of weird fantasy my mind is playing on me. A weird fantasy dealing with body swapping with models and meeting shapeshifters."

Bello giggled. "Owtch," he cried, "be gentle with the hair. It's as real as yours."

"Sorry," Kevin said. "Do you have you know...."

"What?"

"Everything?"

"Yep, I'm 100% organic woman. Here, feel for yourself," Bello took Kevin's hand and placed it on his right breast. Kevin groped his own to compare. Yep, they were real alright. "And down there?"

"Vagina and everything," Bello guided Kevin's hand between his legs. Kevin felt nothing.

"This is unreal," Kevin retreated his grip.

"This is as real as it gets," Bello said. "Do you know why I chose Tiffany's form?"

"No."

"I've seen the way you look at me when I'm Tiffany," he took a step closer to Kevin. "I think you have a crush on me."

Kevin blushed, this was too much to process right now. His boss-now-coworker was now making advances towards him.

"Yeah, she's-" Kevin paused, "I mean you're a very beautiful girl, everybody's eyes are on you when you're on set."

"And there are at least half a dozen beautiful girls on set too," Bello moved even closer. "But only your eyes are on me when I'm Tiffany." He wrapped his arms around Kevin's waist, a warm sensation lit up between his legs. "Now you said earlier that you haven't had sex since becoming a woman," he moved his right hand up to Kevin's breasts and began messaging them. "I can change that for you.:

A soft moan escaped Kevin's mouth, he had no idea his breasts were so sensitive. This was too weird, but going with the flow had worked so well so far since becoming Aubrey. 

"I'll take that as a yes," Bello guided Kevin's hands under his pants and between his legs. Yep, that was 100% vagina down there, "I told you to not be shy. How about I show you, man-to-man, what it's really like to be a woman?"

"Yes," Kevin said, "show me everything!"

Game of a Lifetime

"Jesus Christ, what the fuck was that?" Miguel screamed at the top of his lungs. " Come on Annie, please don't fuck this up!"

Miguel was an emerging professional football (soccer) player, he had gained a small following and was on the verge of being picked into the big leagues, then out of nowhere him and his wife Anastasia found themselves in each other's bodies the week of his upcoming game of a lifetime. It was his region's championship and some of the most known sports recruiters were attending the match.

Anastasia was making Miguel look like a fool on the field, she had never been properly trained in football outside of them screwing around with each other. She was as elegant as a cat in a bathtub and stumbled over every kick or passed towards the void instead of a teammate.

It was the beginning of the second half and Miguel's team was down 8-1. Miguel put his head between his hands and sobbed, his career was over.

Dress Code

"WTF are you wearing??? You're gonna get me fired for violating dress code you asshole," Maddie's text read. "Put a sweater or jacket on right now before you ruin my job," Maddie immediately sent.

Kelvin leaned back in his chair and laughed, his best friend was losing her shit while he was taking over in her job. Maddie was like a sister to him, they had been friends since fourth grade, before either of them knew how hot each other was going to become in their twenties. They were so close they even were roommates with each other in college. Now all of a sudden they found themselves in each other's bodies for no reason other than bad luck at all. Kelvin was loving every moment of it.

"Aren't you chief of sales here?" Kelvin texted back, "I'm just trying to look good to persuade the clients. Now why don't you relax as I make you look good? ;)"

Harder Than He Thought

It didn't take Nicholas long to realize that being a trophy wife was harder than he thought. He always envied the life of his neighbor, Natasha, she was the 24 year old trophy wife of James Killeen, a 62 year old retired CEO who Nicholas used to work for.

Nicholas had always been jealous of James for marrying a woman like Natasha, how could an old fart like James get such a hottie like Natasha? Meanwhile, James an average looking dude, could hardly sleep with the ugliest girl in the bar. What James envied even more was how Natasha didn't even have a job, if he could look that good and never ever have to work again, despite being female, he'd do it in a heartbeat.

Fortunately for Nicholas one day him and Natasha awoke in each other's bodies. At first Nicholas was ecstatic, he no longer had to ever work again, and he was hot as fuck! It didn't take long to realize that being as beautiful as Natasha meant a busy schedule of working out, hair appointments, pedicures, manicures, clothes shopping, and now his new husband James expected sex at least four times a week. Being a trophy wife was way harder than Nicholas had thought.

Whoa.... Part 6

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"The ocean breeze feels fantastic!" Kevin closed his eyes and brushed back his hair.

"Glad you like it here Aubrey," Bello said. "And I say, you are looking more beautiful than your photos."

Kevin blushed. "Thank you Mr. Bello, it means a lot to hear it from you in person. You're looking handsome yourself."

"No need for complements, and please call me Tory," he took Kevin by the hand. "Now I believe I was going to show you around town before our big shoot tomorrow."

"Yes please," Kevin smiled, "I've never been to New York before. I'm as happy as a boy on his first date. Uh, I mean a girl on her first date."

Kevin had been working with the Bello Modeling Agency in a satellite location for some time now. The job was fantastic, from the work culture to the pay and the benefits. After being thrown into the world of modeling after the Pool Incident Kevin was terrified of becoming Aubrey at first. It didn't help that he heard from some of her other modeling friends that sexism and abuse from the male managers and photographers was rampant within the industry. Bello Modeling was considered a godsend to the models, but getting in was hard.

At Bello the models come first, and everything else was second. The models are what sold the product, they weren't just fancy mannequins to dress up. And the slightest hint of sexism or misogyny from an employee wouldn't be tolerated. Positive body image was another thing they supported, if a model put on a few pounds then that was fine, as long as she wore the clothing confidently and took pride in her body, she could keep on working.

Kevin felt Aubrey's friends envy the moment he got the offer. They were more astounded by the job offer than he was, he didn't care that the letter had Bello's signature on it. He was just happy he didn't have to keep on being an "Instagram whore" as he called it. All her advertisers would pay him only based on impressions, so he constantly had to be putting content up and go on photo shoots with Chad. On top of it all he had to deal with the barrage of dick picks in his inbox. Once Kevin lost Chad he was thrown into a loop and couldn't support himself 100% just on Instagram posts alone, fortunately the Bello offer came in a few weeks later.

What surprised Kevin the most about the offer wasn't the money or the prestigious company name, but that the reason why he was chosen as a model was for his work. The photos they cited in the letter that made Bello decide he wanted Kevin on board were photos he took, not the Aubrey before him, not even ones Chad took, they were straight up photos he did with his own two hands. He had no idea he was such a natural model.

A few months after working at the satellite location Bello personally called up Kevin and invited him to their headquarters in New York City. Bello wanted to personally know each of his "Beauties" as he called them, and Kevin immediately took the offer.

"So when do I get to meet the other Beauties?" Kevin asked.

"Tomorrow at the shoot. Is there any Beauty you're most eager to meet?" Bello asked.

"Hmm, I really want to meet Bianca, she's so pretty! Oh, and Tiffany I hear is fantastic as well, the way she holds her self is so strong and inspiring. And I hear Jamie is just hilarious to be around."

"You'll meet them all my sweet Aubrey," Bello smiled, his hands still firmly grasping Kevin's. At that moment Kevin felt a deeper connection between him and the modeling mongol, like Mr. Bello knew where Kevin was coming from and appreciated him less for the beauty of Aubrey, and more for the person he really was. Maybe Mr. Bello had a secret like Kevin's too, at this point he was wiling to believe anything was possible.

And off they went to hit the town and later the photo shoot.