The Heiress Part 1

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Jonathan couldn't believe it. In the park sitting on a bench down the path was his wife, Zoe. His heart stopped, he hadn't seen her since she disappeared three years ago.

"Zoe!" He shouted while dashing across the park, "Oh my god Zoe is that really you?"

He stopped panting in front of her. "Zoe, it's me, Jonathan, your husband!"

She lowered her head to gaze over her sunglasses.

"Who?" She asked.

"What do you mean? Do you not recognize me? We were married for five years before you disappeared."

"Hun," she said hardly making any eye contact with him, "I never disappeared, I've been exactly where I wanted to be. You must be mistaking me for somebody else. Now if you'd excuse me, I'm waiting for my date to arrive, it'd be rude for him to see me talking to another man, especially one claiming to be my 'husband.'"

"But I am your husband! What happened to you Zoe? We were going to have kids, I was going to be a father, and you just left me unannounced."

"Gross, I hate kids, that's why I got my tubes tied. Now can you please leave me alone? You're embarrassing me."

"Tubes tied? You mean you fixed yourself?" it was then Jonathan realized the enormous size if her chest he didn't remember it being so large, "Did you get a boob job too?"

"Uh, rude," she said looking away. "If you say one more word to me I'm going to call the cops."

"Zoe..." Jonathan said.

"Nu uh, one more word and you'll be in handcuffs," she reached into her purse and grabbed her phone. "Now shoo," she waved at him.

Jonathan retreated, he had no idea who that person was. She looked just like Zoe, she sounded like her and everything, but she wasn't Zoe, at least not anymore. And he was right, she was no longer Zoe, inside her body was a man formerly known as Aaron who had stolen her body for the huge fortune she had inherited from her deceased parents. Aaron was a business rival to her father, eventually he had to file for bankruptcy and he blamed his misfortune on Zoe's father. The rest of his life he swore he would take back what was rightly his, so when the moment of their death occurred he became their only child, Zoe. He had run away from her old life to live the life he had always wanted to live with "his fortune", not what Zoe wanted.

Gratitude Part 3

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Ever since James was a child James had admired Jessica Rabbit. It wasn't the same way his other young male friends tended too, sure he agreed she was beautiful and sexy, yes he was totally into her tits, but all of that was secondary to who she was. She was a strong woman who took absolute pride in her sexuality and took no shame in being feminine. And the way she wore her dress was absolutely stunning, James wanted everything she represented, and now he could as Emily.

James found a perfect replica of her outfit online and ordered it. It took a little longer than he expected to finally wear it since Emily's breasts were apparently so large that they wouldn't fit, so he brought the dress to a tailor to have it adjusted. Once everything was fixed he eagerly put on the outfit and snapped a photo.

All dressed up and nowhere to go, James went with "fuck it" and wore the outfit all day across town. He didn't care if he was showing too much skin, he didn't care that he was making dozens of men and women stair at him, and he didn't care he was obviously dressed as a character from a 90's movie. All he cared about was feeling as sexy, strong, and feminine as Jessica Rabbit.

Whoa... Part 5

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"Why'd we have to get sushi?" Aubrey asked her former body. "I hate sushi."

"I'm sorry Aubrey," Kevin said, "but I've really been craving sushi lately, and between the two of us I'm the one who actually gets a paycheck. Plus I really liked sushi in my old body, so you might like it with my tongue. Now eat up!"

Aubrey reluctantly put a piece of sushi in her mouth, it actually didn't taste that bad, but she wouldn't let Kevin know. "Eww, raw fish, I feel like I'm gonna get sick."

"Now what did you want to talk about?" Kevin asked dipping a piece of sushi into soy sauce.

"About getting my life back. I'm tired of your games."

"And I'm tired of your bitchy behavior. Look," Kevin said reaching out to his old hands, Aubrey pulled back, "I get it. You were a model, your body was your everything, without it you'd be back to square one. But let me make this clear to you: I have no clue how we switched bodies, it just happened, and the sooner you realized that the easier it will be. This swap could be temporary, it could be permanent, I literally have no idea, but I'm taking it day by day. Plus I wasn't a bad looking guy, you'll do fine in my body." Kevin took another piece of sushi and put it into his mouth.

Aubrey gazed deep into her old eyes. They were so deep, so stunning, so beautiful, and they were hers, even if a teenaged boy hid behind them. One half of her mind wanted to believe Kevin, that this was all a freak accident, like a lightning strike. The other half wasn't going to let her lose what was her. Watching somebody else live her life in her body was so agonizing. It was like FOMO, but you were missing out on everything in your life, forever. She felt a sinking sensation in her stomach, there really was no way she would get her life back, accident or not. She lost what little of an appetite she already had.

"It's not fair," Aubrey began cry, "it's not fair!"

Kevin attempted to comfort her but she refused, "Stay away from me you bastard!" She shouted, the whole restaurant turned their gaze towards the two.

"Is everything alright over here miss?" Their waitress asked.

"Yes everything is fi-" Kevin said before Aubrey interjected.

"No, everything is not fine. I want my body back!" She reached across the table knocking the platter of sushi on the floor. "It's mine, and you have no right to be in it, give it back you fucking pervert! Give it back!"

Two waiters rushed to the table and pulled Aubrey away from Kevin and dragged him out of the restaurant. Kevin was sitting paralyzed, flashbacks of the day he became Aubrey with his old masculine fingers wrapped around his thin feminine neck flashed through his head. He didn't know what to do.

"What was that about?" Asked the waiter.

"It's... complicated," Kevin said shaking from the adrenaline. "Can I get a bottle of sake? The biggest one you got, I don't care how pricey it is."

"Sure thing miss," the waitress walked off towards the bar.

Kevin couldn't believe what he saw in Aubrey today, he thought she could be reasoned with, but apparently he misjudged her. Just how the hell did Chad put up with her for three years? He needed a big drink to calm the nerves and time to think about the whole Aubrey situation.

In the Contract

"This is not the job I wanted," Corey said to his new manager Mike.

"But you wanted a job didn't ya?" Mike said, "and I got ya one. Do you know how many girls would kill to have a body like yours? Every fucking one of them."

"Yeah, but I didn't want this body!"

"Uh uh, don't raise your voice at your manager, or you'll get a strike," Mike wiggled his index finger. "Beggar's can't be choosers. You wanted came in here looking for a job, no place would hire you with your criminal record, and I hired you because I have a soft spot for ex-cons looking to get their life on track."

"And you turned me into a fucking whore without my consent!" Corey whispered.

"What do you mean without your consent? It was right there on the contract you signed, you gotta read the fine print. We are a breasturant, we only higher well endowed women, you were not a well endowed woman so I fixed that."

"Then I fucking quit!" Corey shouted.

"Well fine, hopefully you like being a woman. The contract explicitly stated that 'anyone who had their body modified cannot regain their original features until they work here for at least two years, or pay the establishment one-hundred-thousand-dollars.' So by all means, you can quit but you're not getting your old body back until you fulfill your contract. So get to work, Kelly..."

"Kelly?" Corey asked.

"Yep, that's your name now, it was in the contract."

Enjoying the View?

"Enjoying the view?" Mitch asked the teenaged boy he caught staring up his shirt as he was digging in his sister's purse.

The boy quickly averted his gaze to someone else. Mitch recognized the boy, he was a dorky kid in his math class, Gary was his name. Gary was so shy Mitch be he had never spoken to a girl other than his mom or teachers. Mitch decided to have a little fun with him.

"Don't be shy," Mitch said still leaning over. "I wouldn't have worn this shirt if I didn't want anybody to look. Come over here," Mitch sat down and rubbed his hand on the ledge, "take a seat."

"I-I-I think I need to go," Gary stuttered.

"What, you don't have a few seconds to spare for a pretty girl like me? Every teenaged boy does, come on take a seat I don't bite."

Gary walked over and sat down next to Mitch.

"Let me see your hand," Mitch said.

Gary silently held his hand towards him.

"What's your name?" Mitch asked.

"G-G-G-Gary," Gary said.

"Have you ever felt a boob before Gary?"

"N-no, in fact I haven't even touched a girl's hand before."

"Awe, well that's too bad," Mitch brought Gary's hand up to his sister's breasts. "Here give them a squeeze."

Gary gave a small squeeze.

"Do you like that Gary?"

"Mhhmmm," Gary said feeling up Mitch's chest.

"There's more where that came from, but first," Mitch took Gary's hand away from his breasts, "I need you to do me a favor. Do you want more Gary?"

Gary eagerly nodded his head.

"Do you see that Game Stop over there," Mitch pointed.

"I do."

"I want you to go in there and buy me a copy of Dark Souls 3 for the PS4, if you get that for me I'll take you back to my car and we can have a little fun."

Without hesitation Gary stood up, "I'll be back in a few seconds." He said and made his way to Game Stop.

"Man," Mitch said, "I love being in my sister's body." He gave his chest a good squeeze. "You girls are masters or persuasion," he said looking at his tits.

Whoa... Part 4

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"There you are you pervert," Kevin heard a familiar voice say behind him. "I don't know what you did back at the pool, but you're through!"

"Oh hey Aubrey," Kevin said. "How are things going?"

"Fan-fucking-tastic," the former woman's voice rang of sarcasm. "Enough games, how did you do it?"

"Well they reached out to me and offered me the job, all thanks to my Instagram."

"Wait, just what the hell are you talking about? And you mean my Instagram."

"Oh I thought you were talking about my new job a Bello's. I just announced it on Instagram on Monday. Were you talking about the swap? Yeah I still have no fucking idea how that happened, but I'm getting the hang of it now. How's my old life treating you?"

"Wait wait, back up Kevin. Are you talking about the Bello? As in Tory Bello's model agency?"

"Yeah, you've heard of them?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? That's my dream job! First you take my body and Chad from me, now you take my dream job?"

"How many times do I have to tell you," Kevin raised his voice, "I don't know how this happened. I'm just going with the flow. Oh and PS Chad and I split."

"You left Chad?" Aubrey's mouth dropped.

"Well technically he left me, he wasn't a fan of the 'new you,' I understand. Plus he wasn't really my type, anyways. But he was sweet, so I'll give him that."

"You bastard!" Aubrey reached towards her old body.

"No touching or I'll scream for help and put a restraining order against you," Kevin said.

Aubrey back off and opened her mouth, "You're the worst."

"Like I said, I'm just going with the flow. You should relax and enjoy your new life, I know I am," Kevin checked his phone for the time. "I gotta go, I have a photo shoot in an hour back at the studio. We're modeling a new Victoria's Secret athleisure line today. We can catch up some other time. Bye Aubrey!" Kevin blew his former body a kiss and walked away leaving a red faced Aubrey behind him.

Easiest Job in the World

"Man, I got the easiest job in the world," Jordan said booting up his webcam. "Just change into a busty blonde, put on a push up bra and a low cut shirt, and bam money for days!"

Jordan had been trying to get into the live streaming business for some time now with no luck. He wasn't a good gamer like a speed runner or pro, he wasn't funny nor charismatic. All he wanted to do was leave his shitty desk job and play games all day instead. But nobody gave a shit about some other white dude playing games on Twitch, that was until he discovered he was a shapeshifter.

Shapeshifting made streaming easy, all he had to do was become a sexy woman and instantly thousands of views.

"Hey everybody, it's Jammin' Jordan here with another stream!" Jordan said to the camera. "Today we're gonna play some PUBG and finish it off with some Overwatch. Let's Jam!"

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.

Whoa... Part 3

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"Let's look at the beautiful face," Chad said. Kevin looked directly at the camera and grabbed the ribbon on his hat. "Perfect as usual Aubrey!"

"Are we through yet?" Kevin asked, "I'm getting hungry."

"We're through whenever you want to be babe," Chad reached his hand out to help Kevin up. Kevin refused.

"I can get myself up," Kevin stood up and wipped the sand off his legs. "Ugh, I hate the beach."

"What's gotten into you babe? You used to love the beach. You know, you've been acting really strange ever since that teenager assaulted you at the pool. It's like I don't even know you anymore. Is everything alright? Is there something on your mine?"

"It's fine, I'm just on my period," Kevin lied. "Now can we get going?"

"Either you're lying to me or your body's fucked because you told me you were on your period last week too. You  know what, I'm through with this. I put up with your strange behavior for two months now, because I kept on telling myself that 'Maybe she's just traumatized from the pool indecent,' but obviously not."

"Wait Chad, I didn't mean it." Kevin felt his lifeline slip away.

"No, I'm not hearing it again. I'm leaving," Chad turned his back to Kevin. 

"How am I supposed to get home?"

"Take an Uber," Chad walked off, "I need to think."

"Fuck!" Kevin said, "God fucking dammit!" He threw his hat on the ground and stomped it into the sand. 

Get Used To It

"I can get used to this," Haru said admiring his new busty body. "Plus it's not like this is my first time being inside this body, just the deepest." Michael removed his bra and gazed at his perfect tits. "Fuck, white girls are the best!"

Earlier that day Michael awoke in the body of his mistress. The former corporate executive rolled over expecting to see her missing, and a note in her place.

The note read:

It's over Michael, you got what you wanted out of our secret relationship: sex with a younger hotter woman than your life. Now it's time for me to get what I wanted out of our secret relationship: your money and your life. Better get used to being a woman, because we're through. 

- Cynthia

"Whelp I built myself up from scratch once I moved to America, I can do it again. That bitch just bought me a good 20 years back of my life. But first," he said grabbing a vibrator from her drawer, "I got some other business to take care of first."