The great egg hunt - Big sister

Jay was keeping looking at his phone annoyed. His friends were hanging out at the mall having fun, while he was stuck at that park watching over his younger brother doing that stupid egg hunt, in search for the special egg to meet the Easter bunny. So lame. Jay was so pissed off at his parents for having forced him to babysit that brat. He just wanted for that afternoon to be over soon, so he could have joined his friends and got rid of that pain in the ass of his little brother.

He suddenly noticed an egg laying near the pond untouched. He would have normally left it alone for some kid to find, but then he noticed that it was different from all the others. It was a chocolate egg! Well, that sure was a nice surprise. At least he could have got himself a treat to make that afternoon a little more pleasant. What use would have that been to just leave it in the open to melt waiting for some dumb child to stumble into it? He picked it up and removed the wrapping, and gave it a big bite. It was a dark chocolate one, which was pretty disappointing for Jay since he expected something sweeter, and suddenly he started to feel strange. It was like a strange warm feeling had started radiating from his stomach to all of his body, and his skin started to tingle.

He looked at his arms, and saw them starting to chase color, becoming darker and darker. He started to freak out, but before he could scream in panic for help he felt his Adam’s apple go down his throat almost suffocating it, and as he coughed an cleared his throat he realized that his voice had changed, becoming high-pitched and feminine. Then he felt something brush against his shoulder, and he realized that not only had his hair changed color and grow longer, but somehow they were now combed into long and thick braids. Suddenly his bones began to crack, as his figure reshaped and transformed, becoming slender and delicate. His hips became wide, his waist narrow, and modest breasts appeared on his chest. Finally his pants changed into a pair of short, and his shirt shrunk and transformed into a bikini top that started sustaining his new breasts.

Jacy stared down at her body, confused and overturned, until the sound of her phone buzzing brought her back to reality. She took it out and looked at the last message. It was her boyfriend pressuring her to free herself of the babysitter job somehow and join him and their friend to have some fun. Right, she was supposed to babysit her little brother! There he was in the distance, still looking for eggs! God it was so infuriating to be stuck there for the whole day looking after that brat. She would have really liked to reach her friends, but there really was no way she could have done so. She had promised her parents after all, and she couldn’t help but feel like she should have done everything she could to show them her gratitude for having adopted her years ago and raised her just like she was their daughter. And even though ever since that kid had come into her life he meant nothing but trouble for her, she still was very attached to him despite everything, and she really felt like she was responsible for him. She was the older sister after all. Her boyfriend would have waited a bit. They were going to at least spend a nice night together anyway.

The great egg hunt - The teenage girl

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Special Party

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Marti was happily decorating the house, setting everything nicely up for the special Easter party for his beloved nephew. He loved to set up surprises for him, and he was sure he would have loved what he had in store that time.

After having finished decorating the house and preparing the sweets, he went to his room to take out the Easter bunny costume he had ordered online and that had arrived that morning. However when he opened the box he found out to his disappointment that something had gone wrong with his order. That was not the bunny costume he wanted. It was some kind of… sexy bunny outfit, like something out of a Playboy magazine or something like that. That was a huge problem, the worst thing that could have happened on that day. Of course there was no way he could have worn something like that for the party, even though his nephew would surely have been pretty amused by it. Maybe he could have at least found a good use for the ears. He took them out of the box and decided to put them on for fun and giggles, but as soon as he put them in place he felt something brush against his neck and shoulders. He reached with his hands for whatever it was, and to his surprise he discovered that he his hair had somehow grown past his shoulder to the middle of his back. Shocked and distressed he rushed towards a mirror, and remained speechless when he saw that somehow his face had changed, turning into a pretty, delicate, and feminine visage encircled by luscious long hair.

Confused at scared he found himself suddenly irresistibly drawn towards the box with the costume. He took the body and the stockings out shaking, and as strange and disturbing as it was, he felt for some reason compelled to put them on. He good undressed, sat on the bed, and started putting on the stockings, and as he slipped into them he saw them become airless, toned, and slender. If felt so good to feel the fabric wrap tight around his legs and envelop them tight, and he was amazed at how sexy they looked. He knew he should have topped there, but the urge to put on the body as well was just too strong, and so he got rid of his underwear and started to put it on.

As it crawled up his body his figure kept transforming. His hips became wide and sexy, his butt round and firm, and his waist turned narrow, giving him a nice hourglass figure. His dick was squeezed and pushed inside of his groin, leaving behind a flat crotch and a strange alien void between his legs. As he put on the straps his shoulders and arms lost all muscles and he became frail and petite. Finally two nice and round breasts developed on his chest, filling the cups of the body perfectly.

Completely transformed and now freed from the costume spell, he rushed to a mirror trying his best not to stumble on the heels he felt compelled to put on, and when he saw his new reflection he remained shocked and speechless, and any cry of distress died in his throat. He was stunning, so incredibly sexy and enticing in his bunny outfit, and his new curves were just breathtaking. He was intrigued by his new image as much as he was unsettled by it, but he did not have much time to collect himself and try to figure out what had happened to him, since he suddenly heard someone opening the door of his apartment.

Scared he could have been his nephew, and that his family would have found him transformed and dressed like that, he rushed to a hiding place. He was kind of relieved to see that it was actually his roommate, even though that really did not make the situation any less awkward for him. He was watching his friend from his hiding place taking off his shirt and leaving it on the ground. He always left his dirty clothes laying around, it was so infuriating for Marti. However that time he surprised himself looking at him in a different light. He was so muscular, and… hot! Marti was surprised by those strange new thoughts and tried to drive them out of his head, but he started to feel strange. His body was telling him that he was attracted to him, and that he wanted him. He was starting to get aroused.

Unable to resist he came out of his hiding place, and confronted his roommate upfront. He was of course confused by the presence of a sexy woman in a bunny outfit in the middle of his apartment, but as soon as she started to dance sexily and enticingly in front of him he definitely did not want to question any of that, and when she threw herself over him and started to kiss him passionately he did not put up any kind of resistance. It didn’t take long before they ended up in his bedroom and made passionate love to each other, and even though some part of Marti’s mind was still convinced that what was happening was wrong and disturbing, by that point he had completely gave in to his new instincts and embraced his new condition. And it was all so amazing!

They ignored Marti’s family knocking at the door until they went away figuring out that nobody was home. Marti felt bad about it, and decided he would have definitely done his best to figure out a way to make up for that. After he would have found a way to tell his family that he was now a woman that is, and that from that day on he intended to live as his roommate’s girlfriend.

The great egg hunt - Maternal love

Michael got pretty annoyed pretty soon of having to constantly chase after that pest. For a kid who had basically just learned how to walk, he really ran a lot, and as soon as he would have got distracted even just for a second he risked losing him. Which meant that for the rest of the afternoon he would have had to do nothing but constantly run after that baby and keep an eye on him, instead of spending a nice afternoon with his girlfriend.

Maybe his friends were right after all. Maybe he should not have entered in a relationship with a girl who already had a kid. He hated children after all, and he did not feel ready to take such a commitment. He was still so young! Why would he take on himself the responsibility of raising the mistake of a teen mom? Sure, he loved her, he really did, but he did not love her child at all. Maybe it would have been much easier and better for everyone involved if he just broke up with her instead of hoping that one day he would have just woken up with parental love.

Well, at least for the rest of the day he was stuck in that park chasing after that kid looking for eggs. The time for that kind of decision would have come later. He noticed a couple of eggs hidden under a bush. There was no way a little kid would have spotted them easily. He decided he would have taken them out from under the bush and put them in a place where the kid would have found them more easily. Plus there was the chance that one of them was the special egg that allowed whoever would have found it to meet the Easter bunny. That would have been a nice present for the kid. He moved away the branches, and realized that one of the two egg was way bigger than the other. He took it in his hand to inspect it curious, but as soon as he did so it cracked and broke into pieces. He didn’t even have time to collect himself that he felt his hand start to tingle, and as he looked at it he noticed it become dainty and slender.

What followed was sudden and fast. In a matter of seconds Michael’s hair became long and wavy, his figure thin and delicate, and his skin soft and bright. He grew breasts on his chest, and his genitals disappeared inside of his body, and then he started to age. Finally his t-shirt changed into a pink shirt and his shorts became a pair of tight white pants, while his sneakers transformed into a pair of flats.

Michel looked down at his transformed body, and was so confused and shocked that he was not able to master the strength even to scream in terror. Then he looked in front of him and saw him. That kid. That adorable little bundle of cuteness. Her kid. God he was just the most precious little thing. It was still hard for Michaela to believe that such a wonderful thing could have come out of her womb. He was just perfect.

She picked up a flower from the ground and called for her child, who stumbled on his little legs towards his mom. Being a single mother sure was hard, but moments like that made Michaela feel like it was worth all the struggle. Plus she was sure that that time she had found the right guy. Her new boyfriend was so good with kids, and they were so much in love. It had been hard to find a nice and gentle partner who could have been also a good father for her son, but she believed that he was going to be the one. Maybe he would have soon even asked her to marry him. That would have been amazing!

But for now she had a wonderful day ahead of her, spending time with her sweetheart and her beautiful kid, and her heart was simply bursting with all of her maternal love for that little creature.

The great egg hunt - The bride

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The great egg hunt - Intro

There! Now everything is nicely set up. I have hidden my magical eggs all over the park. My job here is done for this Easter. Now the annual Great Egg Hunt can begin!

Whoever will pick the eggs up and crack them will fall victim of their magic, and their lives will be changed forever. Just like mine has been changed last year.

I can’t help but quiver with anticipation at the mere thought! This is going to be so much fun! I can’t wait to find out who are going to be the lucky souls who will stumble into my little presents! And most importantly who will be the one to find the prettiest egg and win the chance to meet me! The Easter Bunny!

Wanna be famous

Since 08napo's request asked for different possible scenarios and I liked them so much, here's an alternative version of it ^-^ Enjoy1

Tom arched his back and gave the camera the sexiest and most enticing look he could pull off, and it all came so natural to him. The bodysuit really represented no problem whatsoever. It definitely did not feel awkward at all to wear it, it really adhered flawlessly to his body, even reshaping it and changing it down to its very genitals, and feeling just like a second skin, like that was his actual body. It was in fact much harder to get used to the feeling of basically become a woman, and an incredibly hot one at that. But after a bit of practice he really started to feel comfortable as one, and he was in fact exploding with confidence and sex appeal. He really needed that if he wanted to win the game show.

He kept moving his waist and butt sexily, amazed at how flexible he was, and how natural it all felt. He was afraid he had bitten more than he could chew when he picked Shakira as his celebrity of choice to impersonate. Her dance moves and her sex appeal would have been incredibly difficult to reproduce in a credible enough way, put he managed to pull them off he was sure the audience would have been so impressed that they would have definitely rewarded him and granted him victory. After all she was her favorite pop star of all time, and he had watched her music video countless times in the past, and for that challenge he had picked his favorite one to reproduce. He was sure he could do it.

And after that all that he would have had left to face would have been the live performance. He was scared he would not have been able to sing as well as the real Shakira, but the suit did an amazing job even with altering his voice, so that may have turned out to be easier than he thought, especially since by that point of the competition he had got rid of any kind of stage fright he had initially.

Really the only thing bugging him were his doubts about what he would have done if he ended up actually winning. He would have had right to a great price, but the choice of what that would have been was up to him. He could have either picked the huge monetary price, or the possibility of keeping the body suit for himself. And while at the beginning of the competition he would not have had any doubt and he would have gone for the money with no second thought, by that point he had become actually pretty uncertain. That body suit felt just so good, and he realized that he would not have minded to bring it home and wear it whenever he wanted and have fun with it. Hell, he could have decided to never take it off and stay as a Shakira double for the rest of his life! That seemed a little extreme, but why wouldn’t he have wanted to stay like that? Her body was just the best!

It would have been difficult for him to finally take a decision when the time would have come. But for now he had to stay focused on his performance and do his best. So he kept dancing giving the best he had, and judging by the way the staff was looking amazed at him, he was sure he was doing great. The final prize was getting closer and closer. And he could not wait for it.

The great egg hunt

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The great egg hunt

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Got lucky

Well, it could have been worse.

I mean, I will have a lot to get used to, but at least I got rid of that old body of mine. This is actually not bad at all! I feel so energetic, and fit. I had forgotten how amazing it feels to be young.

Young and female… this is quite a change for me. It’s like I got a second chance at life. And all I had to give up in exchange for it was my body. That, and a pretty great chunk of my savings. I knew my body would not have been valued a lot and that I would have had to cover for its low score with money in order to take part to the Body-swap Roulette, but never would I have thought that I would have had to spend so much money.

Whatever, now I have my whole life ahead of me to recoup. Hell, with this body a whole new array of opportunities may open up for me. I may become an actress, or a supermodel! God is this body stunning! Its owner really got the short hand of the stick this time around, going from this wonderful, beautiful body to the out of shape body of a middle-aged man I used to inhabit. And for what? Just for the chance to take home the jackpot? What an idiot!

I imagined the Roulette would have been packed with people like me, old and sick and fat men and women unhappy with their bodies looking for a chance to start anew with a brand new one. I feared there would not have been any good chance to end up in a young body, but to my surprise there were actually a lot of young people willing to take part in the game. Apparently the possibility of winning a lot of money is enough for them to risk giving up their youth and health. Don’t they understand how priceless those things are?

Whatever, it’s their loss, and I should not feel bad for any of them. I just got lucky after all. And even though I would have preferred to end up in a male body, I’m actually pretty thrilled right now. I can’t wait to find out what I can achieve with my new life, and I’m eager to discover what this body is capable of. I think I will start with a stop-over at a club. I’m want to see how much will it take before some guy starts hitting on me and buying me drinks. It will be a lot of fun to experience youth again from the other side.

It's a living

Requested by 08napo :)

This is not half bad. No cancel that, this is actually pretty damn great! And quite a lot of fun too! It is so amusing that these people have no clue of who I am and actually believe I am the real Britney Spears.

It took me a bit to get used to this suit, and even more to get comfortable with it and build the kind of confidence needed for a photo shoot and a commercial. But I think I got the gist of it by now. I even started responding naturally to people calling me Britney, and the director seems quite pleased with how I’m doing.

If things keep going like this I doubt I will feel like taking off the suit by the end of the shoot. In fact I think I’m going to keep pretending I’m Britney for the rest of the day and even more! What can they tell me? The contract I have signed provides that I impersonate Britney as long as she is on vacation. It doesn’t say anywhere that that means I have to be her only to take care of her appointments and obligations and that I can’t decide to be her as long as the real one does not come back. The pay is not nearly good enough considering all the things I have to tend to. Might as well enjoy all the little perks that come with being a celebrity.

And it is glorious to be a celebrity! I love the attention, and the love of the fans. Hell, I don’t even mind the paparazzi. Maybe I simply am not nearly used to it enough to be annoyed by it, and so it all comes off as kind of flattering. It’s like I’m having a taste of what success actually feels like, without experiencing any of the disadvantages of it so far.

Not to mention how great it feels to be a woman this gorgeous. It is just… amazing! This suit feels incredible! I actually feel like I’m the real Britney, with her perfect skin, and her luscious hair, and her beautiful visage, and her hot body! And most importantly of all her nice pussy between my legs. That’s something else I would not mind to try out. As weird as it feels to admit it, I’m quite eager to experience my new body to the fullest. I wonder if that would break some provision of my contract as Britney’s double. I should really dig into this. But for the meantime I’m going to just keep enjoying how gorgeous I look and how much people love me. I really don’t get how anyone would want to take a vacation from all of this.

Dirty trick - Part 2

Can I really do this? I… I really don’t know whether or not this is the right thing to do. Can I really give up my life like that? Curse that damned warlock! Curse him to hell!

Not only has he turned me into a sex-doll, when the time finally came when the effects of the potion run out and I went back to being a human, I did not turn back into myself. Instead I became basically the human version of the doll he had transformed me into. I was now stuck as an Asian woman. And not only that, I now had no identity, or no life to speak of whatsoever. I had to start anew, and I did not know where even to begin with that. All I knew is that I had to get the fuck out of that guy’s apartment and try to find a place where to stay.

I was forced to become resourceful, and use whatever I had to my best. All I had now was my new hot body, and I soon discovered that after months of being used as a sex-toy it came pretty natural to me to use my it to get ahead in life. I managed in some way, and even though I was basically forced to become a whore, I think I have dealt pretty well with my new condition. That really is not that big of a problem.

The real problem is that I have realized that I can’t keep living like this! And I don’t mean as a prostitute, or a woman. I mean as a human! I realized that I miss being a doll, and live to just serve my owner and be used. Nothing I have experienced as a woman comes close to the incredible pleasure and sense of fulfillment I felt as a doll. No matter how many men I have sex with, no matter how inanimate I try to act, it just is not the same. I know it is fucked up to want to be an object, but I don’t care! I don’t want to be a woman! I don’t care about eating, or feeling, or even moving. I just want to be used and live to just serve my master.

That’s why I’m back to the old man’s shop. I’m here to ask him to give me back my old life as a doll. But now that I’m here I don’t know whether I can actually go all the way. Is it really the right thing to do? To just give up my life as a human? I really don’t know. All I know is that these thoughts are going to drive me insane eventually if I don’t do something about them. Fuck! Damned the day I stepped into this shop.

Dirty trick - Part 1

A fun request by 4lice I decided to spit in two parts :) Enjoy!

Fuck that warlock! He really did a number on me. Could I have picked a worst person to ask help to? In all fairness I had no idea he was a warlock. I mean, how could I have? I thought such things did not exist, that they were just stuff out of fantasy books or stuff like that. Who could have imagined that the owner of a shop with a silly name like Spell ‘R’ Us actually had magical powers?

And even if I believed that kind of stuff was real I would probably have ended up in his shop anyway. I was just desperate for help. Those tugs were after me, and they would have got me if I had not found a place where to hide. But if that old man was that pissed off at me for having lead those dangerous men into his shop he could have just sent me away. Instead he offered me a way to escape them, and gave me some kind of potion to drink. That of course seemed strange to me, but I was just too scared and in too much of a hurry to question him, so I just chugged it down.

Immediately I felt my limbs go numb and then stiffen, until I could not even stand up. I fell to the ground and watched distressed at my legs turning into some kind of plastic material, and so did my arms immediately after them. Soon I was completely paralyzed, and could just sit back as my body kept transforming. Having lost all kind of sensibility I did not feel anything as my plastic dick receded into my inanimate body, and two large mounds of rubber appeared on my chest. I could not even scream as I felt my face paralyze and transform, and soon I could not even move my eyes.

The old man put a mirror in front of me to show me my new form, and I shrieked internally as I saw that I had been transformed into some kind of life-size doll. He told me that that would have been my body for the next few months so nobody would have been able to find me and I would have been forgotten. Then he took my clothes off and got me dressed in some lingerie, and left me exposed on the counter. Immediately after the thugs entered the shop looking for me, and just as he promised the old man lied and said he had not seen me. Even though it was a pretty extreme solution, my transformation actually worked, and my pursuers were about to leave. Unfortunately one of them started to take great interest in my new body, and asked the old man how much did I cost. I hoped he would have responded that I was not for sale, but instead he actually ended up selling me to him. I was completely powerless as he brought me to his apartment, got me undressed, and… started to use me. Despite the fact I had been turned into an inanimate sex-doll I could actually feel everything. I was constantly aware as he started to violate my new plastic orifices, sticking his hard throbbing cock in my mouth and pussy, and I swear what I was actually feeling pleasure, beside an incredible distress.

I can’t even tell for how much I have been stuck like that guy’s sex toy. It is pretty hard to be aware of the flowing of time when you are stuck in a room for the whole day incapable of even moving an inch. But assuming that he has been using me on a daily basis, and it definitely feels like he has been doing it, I think about a month has already passed. I hate these moments, when I’m just left alone in this room for hours on end. It is just soo boring! I used to cherish these moments of tranquility during my first few weeks here. I was longing for a break from all the long session of sex, but now I actually surprise myself wishing my owner would come home soon and use me. It feels so strange to admit it, but I grew to love my condition. I love being a sex-toy! I love being used! I don’t know whether this is actually going to be how I will have to spend the rest of my life, or if sooner or later I am actually going to turn back to normal as the old man said, but even if I do I wonder whether I will be able to go back to lead a normal life. Weeks and weeks of being used can really fuck your mind up.

Getting used to it

All right, looking good. No, cancel that, I look great. I’m getting really good at this whole makeup and hair thing. I think it’s safe to say by now nobody could tell that I have just mastered these things and I’ve not been doing this for my whole life. All right, my shift starts in an hour. Time for another Saturday evening spent working. As much as I’ve learned to enjoy my new life I miss being free on weekends. But such is the life of a waitress, and I have to pay this girl’s studies… well, my studies, one way or another.

I can’t help but get a bit melancholic every time I step in this bowling alley. This is the last place where I have seen my original body. Every time I get to my job I almost expect to find it here, waiting for me to confront me about our body swap. But that girl is nowhere to be seen, and it looks like I’m going to be stuck like this for the foreseeable future. I wonder whether she is dealing with my old life as well as I am doing with hers. I’m actually impressed at how fast I have adapted.

It has already been three weeks. I came here to play bowling with my coworkers and drink some beer, but after a while the beer got to me, and I needed to get to the toilet, and on my way there I happened to bump into this cute waitress. I still have no idea how that happened, but for some reason our collision caused us to swap bodies. I was looking at my own body in disbelief, and then I looked down at my new self, and it was so incredibly unsettling and confusing to realize that I was now a girl. I can’t tell how long it took for us to stop freaking out, but eventually she took the matter in her hands, and asked me to get back to work as her so she would not have got in trouble with her boss, while she would have pretended to be me with my coworkers and tried to figure out how to reverse the swap. I didn’t really want to accept and keep acting like nothing had happened and pretend I was this girl, but I realized that I really had no other option, so I rolled with it, and I spent the rest of the night working her shift as a waitress.

I had such a hard time for the following hours dealing with the swap. My long hair were a constant bother, never staying off of my face, and I felt so strange in my new petite body. Not to mention my clothes. While the feeling of the blouse over my soft skin was kinda nice, and the skirt turned out to be pretty comfortable, I felt almost naked with my legs that exposed, and while I wasn’t wearing any stiletto heels or anything like that, the ankle boots proved to be much more uncomfortable than I would have expected after having spent hours just running up and down the place serving customers and everything. The most distracting thing had to be my boobs and bra. I felt them bounce with every step I took, and the bra would itch and feel way too constrictive, and I was simply so amazed by the mere fact that I had boobs that I could not go more than a bunch of minutes without groping them in disbelief.

Every now and then I would check out on my coworkers and my former body, but all I could discover was that apparently that girl was a much better player than me, and there were no progress in the search for a solution to the swap. Soon I was so busy working and way too distracted by my new body that I did not notice the flow of time, and I even stopped paying attention to my old body, until I realized that I had no idea how to hold my pee in my new body, and I had to use the ladies restroom. It was probably the weirdest experience of my entire life up until that point, and I just wished I could have got back to being myself immediately, but when I got back my body and my peers where not there anymore. I barely noticed them with the corner of my eye leaving, and I tried to rush after them, but my boss stopped me and gave me a new task, so in the end I ended up being stuck in that place for the rest of the night.

When my shift was finally over I was desperate, and had no idea of what I should have done. But things soon took an even more abrupt turn. Just outside of the building the girl’s boyfriend was waiting for me to pick me up. I wanted to come up with an excuse, but I was just so surprised and unsure about what to do that I just passively let him get me in his car and even give me a tender kiss. Of course he thought I was his girlfriend, and didn’t see anything odd in the way I behaved, and I decided that it was not worth it to try to explain to him the incredible truth. I just hoped I could have got home as soon as possible, and collect my thoughts, and try to figure out a solution. Unfortunately he was not taking me to the girl’s place, but to his apartment, and worse of all he was expecting some sexy time. I hesitated of course, and tried to resist him as much as I could for a while, but in the end I gave in, and experienced sex as a woman. Quite a busy night for my first night as a girl.

From that day on I have started living as this girl, basically taking over her life. I considered many times going looking for my old body, and try to find a way to return everything to normal, but to be honest I always shrug those thoughts off and just keep rolling with my new life. It took quite a bit of time and a lot of effort to get used to it, and to be honest I kind of miss my old life, but I also grew to love my new body and life. I realized that I love being a girl, and that my new life is overall great even though it has its ups and downs. But most importantly I have developed very strong feelings towards my new boyfriend. If that girl does not want her life back, I will definitely not be the one who will go looking for her. This is my body now. And my life. And it feels amazing!

Escape from swap island

<<Come on Judy we can do it! This is our chance to get out of here!

Come on help me! I can’t push this boat in the water alone! This body is too weak!>>

<<…No Perry!>>

<<W… what do you mean with no?!>>

<<I mean exactly that. I’m not going to help you. In fact, I want to stop you. We’re here to stay.>>

<<This is no time for joking. Hurry up and help me. We only have maybe a couple of hours left before the sun sets and the spell…>>

<<…Becomes permanent. I know. That’s the point, I want it to become permanent. I want to stay… I want us both to stay as we are.>>

<<Y… you can’t do this! Snap out of it this instant and help me with this fucking boat!>>

<<Judy…>>

<<Don’t call me like that! You’re Judy! And I’m Perry>>

<<No it isn’t! Not anymore. You have my body now, and I will call you with your proper name!

Listen, I know you are afraid of what is going to happen to us. I’m scared too to let go of my previous life forever. But last week was wonderful, the best I had in my whole life in fact, and as days went by I started to really feel comfortable in your body. I started to really feel it like my own. I… I don’t want to give it back. I want to stay like this.>>

<<Well I won’t let you! This is all your fault! You dragged me to this island without even telling me of its curse! You forced me to spend the week as you in order to put our relationship back on track, whatever that means! And you made us miss the last ferry of the day getting us stuck here!>>

<<Didn’t seem like you minded running a little late while we were making love earlier. Nor did you mind it the rest of the week.>>

<<Well, if I knew that your plan was to get us stuck here I wouldn’t have consented. You can’t do this to us! To me! I don’t want to be you for the rest of my life.>>

<<I know, I’m really sorry to have to force this on you. I hoped till the last moment that you would have shared my same feelings about this, but I see that it is really difficult for you to accept it. I really wish there was a better way to do this, but you leave me no choice.

I’m going to return to the hotel now. In a couple of hours there will be nothing neither of us can do about it. You can try to push that boat in the sea and row as much as you can, but it is unlikely that we will swap back as long as I stay here. Hell, we don’t know if we would swap back even if we both start to row as much as we can to get away from here.

I’m not going to drag you back to our room, even though I could now that I am much stronger than you. I will just wait for you, and then we will decide whether to prolong our stay at the island or to go back home with the first ferry tomorrow. Either way when we will leave this island I will be Perry and you will be Judy. There’s nothing you can do about it.>>

<<I… I…>>

<<Judy… I love you. I really love you. Maybe things have not always been great between us, but I really love you. And I want to spend my life with you. That’s why I made us go to therapy. That’s why I dragged you to this island. I wanted you to walk a bit in my shoes to give us both a new perspective, understand each other better. I couldn’t imagine I would have ended up liking being you so much.

But I still want to be with you. We can help each other get through this. There’s a lot we will have to get used to, and I want you by my side during this transition. But if by the end of the day you still will not be willing to accept the situation, I will understand. I can’t force you to stay with me, but I really hope you will. I can tell you have enjoyed this week as much as I did. I could tell it by your bright smile, and your happy laughter, and the way you looked at me as we made love as each other.

We can make it through this together. I promise we will be happy.>>

 

With those words Judy left in Perry’s body. A single tear ran down her cheek as she left her boyfriend behind, wishing that what she had just told him would turn out to be true and hoping that he could realize that that was the right thing to do, even though painful doubts were still gripping her conscience.

Perry wasn’t going to give up easily. He kept pushing that boat with all his might, using all the strength that his new petite body was able to gather. But it was no use. He was so weak now. The few feet between the boat and the sea seemed like miles, and anxiety and frustration were building inside of him as the sunlight was getting dimmer and the day was leaving room to the night.

After few infinite minutes of enervating efforts he had to give up, and melted into a desperate cry. He never was an emotional guy, but now he felt like a river of tears was ready to burst out of his eyes, and he didn’t feel like being strong anymore. He gave in to his newfound frailty and for the first time he felt truly female, even more than when he made love to his girlfriend in his new body for the first time. He thought back to that magical night. He couldn’t deny that that was the most amazing experience of his life, and as days went by and he got more comfortable with his new female form he had started to enjoy it, and somehow he felt like he understood his girlfriend a lot better. So many times he risked making her leave him, and she had to endure a lot of shit from him in order for them to stay together. He started to be aware of that, and to see how awful he could be. That experience definitely would have been beneficial to their relationship. But to stay like that forever…

The sun had disappeared by the time he finally rose from his crouching position. He didn’t feel any different from before, but somehow he knew that there was no going back now. The cool breeze of the evening was making him shiver, and his soft skin already had goosebumps. He had to get back to the hotel, if anything to at least find some warmth. But confrontation with Judy was unavoidable. What will he tell her? What will he do from that point on? He hated her for what she did, but he also felt he still was in love with her. What to do?

He headed down the path to the hotel stumbling on the cool sand and still trembling for the cold, and with his long blonde hair agitated by the wind. Even though he was still uncertain about where his life would have headed from that day on, he knew that at least for the moment there was someone waiting for him at the hotel. Someone who loved him.