Workout Routine

Natalie hated exercise, she would rather eat a broken mirror than hit the gym for an hour to look good. Jon on the other hand loved working out, he even loved it so much that he was a personal trainer. Fortunately for Natalie Jon and her's souls were entangled allowing the two to swap bodies with the other whenever the other one wanted.

Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning Jon would rise early in Natalie's body and hit the gym. Meanwhile Natalie would spend time in his body getting him ready for work.

Jon didn't tell Natalie how much he loved being her. Working out as a female felt so light and freeing, and not to mention he loved the looks he got from other gym rats.

Back Pain Part 2

Part 1

"Jesus Christ, these things are impossible," Julio said aloud while trying to force his tits into a bra. Julio had given up on his new breasts, there was literally nothing that held them right.  Despite marketers saying that busty women were perfect, the real world did not favor large breasted women, especially when their breasts were the size of his head. 

"Need any help over there?" A woman across from him in the locker room asked. 

"Ugh, sure," Julio sighed. The woman took that as a yes and approached the former man.

"Mind if I?" She motioned towards his bra.

"Knock yourself out."

The woman began fiddling with the bra and his breasts. She grunted fighting against Julio's breasts, but after a few seconds she managed to clasp the bra together and contain his massive chest. Julio caught his reflection in the mirror, his breasts were forced up to his neck and were popping out all over the place.

"Not sure how long that will hold," she said. "My name's Andrea by the way."

"Juli- uhh, Julie," Julio stretched his right hand out. "Thank you for helping me." Andrea shook his hand.

"You know it's not every day I help a girl get a bra on at the gym," Andrea smiled. "Have you ever been properly sized for a bra Julie?"

"No, not ever, but I was hoping that-" the original owner of this body was, Julio wanted to say but he cut himself off before he got to that point. He then considered the fact that she just stole his body, she probably wanted to fuck with him even after throwing him into a life he didn't ask for.

"That what?" Andrea asked.

"Nothing," Julio grabbed his shirt and started putting it on. He felt the bra's clasp begin to shift, he let out a small gasp.

"You know, my schedule is pretty clear this afternoon. If you'd like I can take you to a shop to get fitted, there's a Victoria's Secret not far from here."

"Yeah, that would be great," Julio picked up the purse next to him. After he straightened back up his bra's clasp gave way, and his breasts exploded beneath his shirt. 

Andrea burst into a laughing fit. "I'm so sorry Julie," she said fighting back the rest of her laughter, "it's just that you don't see that every day."

Julio sighed, "Let's go to the store Andrea."

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.

Back Pain

Julio really regretted hitting on that girl at the club. She was unreal, super attractive and had tits larger than his head, he had to say something to her. So her danced across the dance floor and started dancing with her. After he offered to buy her a drink the two started dancing and grind on each other all night. After last call the two were so drunk the girl began guiding his hands around her body, Julio felt her bring his hands to her breasts, he felt his pants grow tight. Success, he'd never gotten to second base just from dancing before.

"Does your bra need a break from holding your tits?" Julio drunkenly slurred. After the words escaped his mouth he realized how stupid that sound.

"Te-he, do you want to hold them for me?" She said. Julio have her chest a tight squeeze.

"Anything for you girl."

"Thanks, they were starting to give me back pain," she squeezed her breasts with Julio. Julio closed his eyes and gave into the sensation, letting the music take control.

He felt her arms retreat from her breasts, leaving them all to him. He kept on dancing. A few seconds passed and he hadn't noticed anything from her, no talking or dancing. He opened his eyes to see if she was okay, except for she was no longer there, but the sensation of her breasts was. In fact everything around him seemed taller. He looked down to see who's breasts he was feeling, only to see two feminine hands groping two breasts on his chest! He gasped and dashed into the nearest restroom, was he drugged? In the reflection of the men's restroom mirror, was the same unbelievable busty woman he had been dancing with. "Are you okay miss?" A guy asked him. Julio couldn't speak, he felt his chest get heavier and heavier. The next thing he knew he was having a panic attack on the men's restroom floor.

That was two weeks ago. The breasts that belong to that woman were no longer sexy to him, now they were a burden he had to carry with him everywhere he went. He lifted his breasts up to relieve his back of some of the pain they were causing and walked to the shower.

The Market Part 4

Part 3

"Work it girl," the man moaned.

"You like it?" James asked rubbing the man's rock hard dick between his tits. "I know how to please a man."

"That you do," he said leaning back into the pillow. He closed his eyes and took in the moment. James kept working the stranger's penis between his new breasts.

It didn't take James long to have his first sexual encounter as a woman, it didn't even take the former man 24 hours to bring his first guy home. After learning a little more about his new life, and exploring every craves of his new body, he made himself a Tinder profile and began swiping both men and women. James began messaging the first somewhat attractive match he could find. He asked his date to meet him at a bar near his new condo, let the man buy him a few shots, then invited him back to his new place. Not five minutes later James began tit fucking the stranger on his living room floor. James always wanted to know what it was like to be the one with the tits during a tit fuck, and now he was living the dream.

"I'm gonna cum," the man said. James worked it harder. "Ahhh," the man moaned, cumming over James' breasts."

James crawled on top of the panting man, and straddled him between his legs. "You better have good stamina, because now it's my turn," James slipped the man's penis into his new vag. His body trembled in instant pleasure, this was truly the perfect life for him. 

The Market Part 3

Part 2

James danced all the way across town. He had so much energy in his young busty body, he didn't care if the whole world was staring, in face he wanted them to watch. 

The former man followed the directions in his phone's GPS to his new home. No purchase had ever made him so happy, not his Audi, and later his Tesla; not his house, not even any of his Rolex watches held up to the happiness to the purchase of his new body. It was what he always wanted, everything else was just a distraction. 

He turned every head in the city that morning during his journey into his new life.

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.

Whatever

"Whatever, they're mine now," Miles said walking away from the staircase.

"I hope you enjoy your periods, asshole!" Caitlin shouted to her  former body.

After discovering a ring that belonged to an ancient princess the two somehow found their bodies swapped. Miles had robbed a jewelry store and found his ring, meanwhile Caitlin's finance found her the perfect ring for her.... until it turned out to be the ring that swapped her and Miles' bodies.

After weeks of hunting Caitlin found her old body, in the possession of Miles, a runaway convict known for violence against his wives. What she never expect was to see the former monogamist so content with his female body.

After confronting him the convict grouped his breasts and taunted the former women. She was beyond annoyed at his antics.

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.

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.

Girl's Night

"Holy shit your boyfriend's tits are so huge, can I touch them Luke?" Stephanie said.

"Sure," Luke said, "but you got to call me Lacy now. It's weird being called Luke in this body."

"No problem Lacy," Stephanie groped the former man, "holy shit they're real."

Luke laughed, "Of course they're real, I didn't willingly choose to get tits, The Metamorphosis just gave them to me."

Luke had been a victim of what the news was beginning to call The Metamorphosis, an event that caused a small population all over the world to wake up transformed into somebody else. He had been very fortunate that his girlfriend, Beth, was so helpful with his transformation. There were stories about couples splitting all across America, but it turned out that Beth had always been curious about dating women, but she loved Luke, which made the transformation very fortunate for her too.

Since Luke was now Lacy, and as Lacy, Beth invited him out to her monthly girl's night with her BFF's. It was the first time they had seen the new Luke and they were taking it in stride.

"You know what I love about your new tits Lacy?" Beth said.

"What's that?"

"I can finally get my revenge and motorboat you!" She playfully stuck her head between Luke's breasts.

Luke gasped in amusement, "Stop!" He laughed.

"Make me," Beth said and continued motorboating her boyfriend. All the girls and Luke laughed.

Sneak Peak

"Are you gonna show me her tits or what?" Henry said through a mouth full of hamburger.

"Fine, I'll give you a sneak peak," Taylor said reaching into his bra and revealing his new breasts.

"Ah, just like I remember them," Henry took a sip from his drink. "Hey, thanks for letting me hang out with Chelsea one more time, even though-"

Taylor quickly covered up his chest as a woman walked by.

"Dude, why did you block my view?"

"I don't want anybody peaking," Taylor said.

"Like I give a fuck, she cheated on my anyways."

"Man I shouldn't have told you about my powers, you have no decency," Taylor said popping his breasts back into his bra. "You only got one day with me as her, after that no more favors."

"Fine," Henry said taking another bite of his hamburger, "but you gotta promise me the best sex in my life."

Gratitude

Well this story certainly got away from me. I have a friend who's transitioning right now, and with this fetish being so close to their transition I wanted to explore their mentality through this blog, the story got a lot more serious than I expected but I hope ya'll still enjoy it!

"Thank you so much for your body Emily, I have never felt happier in my life. I promise I'll treat it with the respect and care if deserves," the Snapchat video cut off and began echoing the message back at him. James typed out "thank you" with a bunch of heart emoji to his snap and sent it to Emily. He smiled and gave his new breasts a nice squeeze and smiled.

James never felt comfortable in his own skin. At first he thought it was because he was overweight, but then he lost that weight, and he still wasn't happy. So then he gained muscle, he was sculpture of his own physique, he felt better but still something was missing. So then he went out and got serious with women. He got plenty of women, had a few long term relationships, and yet still he realized he didn't feel right. It was after a long road trip across the states that ended at Burning Man with a whole bunch of shrooms that he finally realized what was wrong, he was trans and he wasn't fine with being a male.

At Burning Man he met Emily, a girl about ten years younger than him, she was a beautiful on every sort of way, so beautiful that no only was James attracted to her but he was actually envious of her. They drank together, tripped together, and fucked together. And afterwards they kept in contact.

A few months later Emily came to visit James in Portland, after a long night of hitting up the town and drinking James couldn't keep it to himself anymore. He opened up to Emily and told her everything he had been struggling with. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the few blunts the smoked together, but told him she felt the same way. That just like him, she dressed all feminine not because she was proud of being a woman, but to run away from her thoughts of wanting to be a man. They vowed they would find a way to fix the problem. Emily later returned to Chicago and left James behind.

A few weeks later Emily called James up with some exciting news, she found a way better than surgery and hormone treatments, she could trade her body with James', however the spell wasn't reversible and they would be stuck as each other forever. James without hesitation took the offer. Emily told him she'll begin prepping for the ritual as quickly as possible and said it would be a surprise once it happened.

Three days later James was out for a run when he began to feel lightheaded. Everything around him went black, his legs felt weak. A sudden loss of gravity overwhelmed him, he couldn't tell if he was falling or standing. A flash of deep purple light overwhelmed his vision, accompanied by a low rumbling sound. Then suddenly he regained his senses, he was in a different room, surrounded by a circle of candles and incense. His chest felt heavier too, he looked down and saw a pair of perfectly round and perky breasts, he would recognize that pair anywhere. He let out a loud girlish sequel.

Before he allowed himself to explore Emily's body he dashed across the room and grabbed her phone off the charger. He pulled out Snapchat and sent her a quick message. He finally felt at home in his body, and he never felt happier.