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Strangers on a train

Body a day - #25: Choice

Five stations left… It was 20:32 and in about twenty minutes the train would arrive at Alex’s destination, where he had planned to meet up with his friends to hit the town.

For a Friday evening, it was unusually quiet in the train. Alex had the whole compartment to himself, and just stared out through the dark windows at the indistinguishable landscapes and buildings that passed by.

Down the aisle, he could see two young men walking towards him, they were laughing very loudly. They passed Alex, but from the corner of his eye, he could see, that they stopped right as they walked by. One of them poked the other with an elbow and whispering: “that one.” Ominously they sat down on the vacant seats in front of him.

They didn’t say anything, so Alex pretended he hadn’t noticed them, and just continued staring out the window. Alex were starting to feel uncomfortable. For a sliver of a second he got eye-contact with them, they were staring right back at him, one with the arm around the other’s shoulder. Alex didn’t know what it was…

Their cocky smiles or sinister stares, nevertheless he felt a sense of unease. Why would they sit here, when the rest of the compartment is empty? They have done that by choice. They looked like bad news…

”That’s not a nice thing to say.” said the guy in the tracksuit jacket. Alex was shocked. Had he really said that out loud?

The guy in the tracksuit jacket leaned forward towards Alex, Alex tried scooting back in his seat, but the guy grabbed Alex’s chin with his thumb and index finger, then with one swift move he yanked his arm upwards, Alex felt a sharp pain in his face, and everything went black.

--

Alex had no idea, how much time had passed, or what he had just experience was just a bad dream, he was laying sideways across the train seat, his face was still hurting, though he wasn’t sure why.

He pulled himself up in the seat, then almost fell out of it again as he almost died of fright, he couldn't believe his own eyes.

The two guy were still seated across from him, but now he saw his own face smiling fiendishly and laughing at him. Alex was deeply horrified at the display, he couldn't think, all he felt was fright and panic, and then he fainted again.

--

“Good choice,” said Jacob to Adam, as the two young men disembarked the train at the next station.

Adam couldn’t stop admiring his new face using his phone camera as a mirror, gently rubbing his face and running his fingers through his lush golden hair, there was little doubt that Adam was beyond satisfied with his new model-like face.

”Do you wanna go try and find his friends? Maybe you could get yourself a new face too?” Adam said, his voice now more akin to Alex’s.

”Nah… I like my face the way it is,” Jacob said calmly, “but I would like to get myself some abs and some pecs,” he added mischievously.

”Holy shit! You can do that too?!” Adam shouted unable to contain his excitement, it beamed off Alex’s face.

Jacob chuckled: ”Probably. Why not? I already discovered how to read thoughts, and how to steal people’s faces. Why shouldn’t I be able to take ’other’ things…”

”That’s so rad! Let’s go do it! I want to be bigger, something to go well with this face!”

”Sure thing, bro, let’s hit the town and see what we find!”

The two friends, Jacob and Adam Alex, headed for the station exit, looking forward to who they were going to choose next.

The parody

His name was Johnny Zest, born John Landgraab, but that wasn’t a name he used anymore. His family disowned him years ago after he skipped out of school. Johnny wasn’t academical, at all, he was the class clown, and boy did he make them laugh.

Johnny was funny, and he was good at it, so he wanted to work on that instead. He wanted to be a comedian. And that is what he eventually became, much to his family’s disapproval. Not anything big, but enough to make ends meet, and usually just at the local comedy club. One thing he was particularly good at was parodies. Given a little time, he could change his voice quite convincingly. People were amazed with his parodies. He nailed it, they told him.

After a show one evening, a guy approached him by the scene after his performance, as the next set was being set up.

“Great show, dude” he said with a big smile. Johnny thanked him for the compliment.

“Do you think you could make yourself sound like me?” the guy asked. “Well, I’ll need a little time to see how your face moves when you speak, and of course get to know your voice…” Johnny began to explain, but he was cut off before he could elaborate further.

“Heh, it would be great, if you could. I could put you on my channel, you'd get tons of attention." The guy kept talking, but Johnny was beginning to zone out.

Then it dawned on Johnny, who this guy was… He had to be some sort of influencer.

Johnny didn’t recognize him, the guy probably wouldn’t like the fact, that Johnny had no idea who he was. And this guy seemed to be the kind of person, who wanted to be recognized.

So Johnny just played along, after all, acting was what he was good at.

"Hey, let’s take a selfie together, I’ll post on my channel. Then maybe you can get me some free tickets for your next show. Then you can show your impression of me." It wasn't until the guy had taken his selfie and shown the uploaded result to him, that he actual figured out his name: Jackson Ready.

His meeting with Jackson had made him realize something, he wasn’t just good at parodies, he was great at it… Maybe it was time to put it to use…

He began studying Jackson’s posts intricately, trying to absorb as much knowledge about him as possible. Learning all about his hobbies, interests, and most importantly; his behaviour. He had to admit that Jackson was pretty generic, nothing really set him apart. He just filmed other people doing stuff, and then made it all about himself. Johnny couldn’t see any justification in this guy’s popularity, but he wasn’t going to complain, after all he was planning on using it.

He practiced extensively Jackson’s voice and behaviour. He also spent hours on makeup to make himself look just Jackson; they were quite similar, which made it easy, and Johnny wanted to be sure, that he nailed it. In the following weeks, he did everything to try and become just like Jackson, and he was getting more and more accustomed to it.

Thanks to a shady individual from Strangetown, Johnny had come into possession of the device, that was going to subdue Jackson and take him out of the picture. With that he was now all set to put his plan into motion. His last show on stage. The prelude to his greatest performance yet.

He sent a message to Jackson, of course with a free ticket attached, as well as asking him to meet him backstage after his performance.

Johnny managed to get through the show. Jackson was sitting front row… and Johnny had kept a good eye on him, this was going to be wild.

“Hey, dude, you were great tonight - freaking hilarious.”

“Thanks,” Johnny said, his pulse was rising, he knew his window of opportunity was small, and it will appear in just a moment. “So did you think you could make an impression of me?” “Yes, I have been practicing quite a bit.” Johnny said as he led Jackson to the backstage room. “Cool, we can do a couple of short recordings, then I can post in on my channel.” “Excellent, dude!” Johnny said imitating Jackson’s voice. Jackson was visibly surprised. “Woah! You sound just like me, but wait till I have started recording.”

“Oh okay…” Johnny said with his regular voice. Having hid a little tube device in his hand, Johnny anticipated the moment. Jackson was way to occupied looking at his phone screen, seemingly trying to get a good angle as well as light. But his inattention was just, what Johnny had waited for.

Johnny injected the tube into Jackson’s neck, Jackson yelped almost inaudibly, before he dropped his phone and collapsed on the floor.

Not wasting any time, Johnny quickly pulled off Jackson’s boots, socks, suit, watch, cap and underwear, stripping him completely naked. Jackson had a nice body, Johnny already knew that obviously, but seeing it in real life was something definitely more satisfying.

He went over to the mirror table pulling off his fake soul patch, without it his chin was as smoothly shaved as Jackson’s. He then grabbed the wig and quickly put it on. It looked pretty convincing, but Johnny was intending to dye his hair as soon as possible, so he wouldn’t have to rely on the wig. He put in the contact lenses, he knew Jackson used them too, so nobody would notice. Then he began to apply the makeup, he had prepared in advance. He knew exactly what to do to make the disguise flawless. He admired the result in the mirror, his Jackson face was spot on.

He began to undress and threw all his old clothes into his “prop box”, there were actually no props inside the box, the box itself was the prop, but as long as everybody thought it was filled with props Johnny could carry out his plan with little worry.

He stuffed all his old clothes into the box, then dragged it over to the unconscious Jackson.

He lifted him with surprisingly little effort, he wasn’t exactly sure, what that injection had done to him, but he quickly folded Jackson in half and placed him in box, then he shut it.

He then looked at the pile of clothes, that was all that remained of Jackson. He put on Jackson’s damp boxers, keeping his arousal in place. Then the t-shirt and socks, also damp, Johnny enjoyed how they smelled strongly of Jackson, he could get used to that scent.

Then he grabbed the weird suit Jackson had worn, Johnny wasn’t exactly sure, what kind of motor sport you’d wear it for… if any. But Jackson didn’t do motor sports, Johnny knew that much. Nevertheless he thoroughly enjoyed slipping into the suit, it was warm and slick on the inside, it creaked softly as it covered his body. His hand slid down the inside of Jackson's suit, he pulled a couple of times, his arousal was growing. He needed to remain focused, time was of the essence. He wiped his hand off on the leg of the suit. There would be plenty of time for that later. He had to complete his transformation. He slipped on Jackson’s boots, they fitted perfectly. He slipped on his watch and finally he placed the cap on his head… backwards, just like Jackson had worn it.

He now looked just like Jackson did as he entered the backroom just a few minutes ago, nobody would be able to tell the difference, he looked at himself in the mirror, it was breathtaking.

He placed the box on its wheels and quickly left unseen via the back door. He retrieved Jackson’s car key from the inner pocket of the suit. He unlocked Jackson’s car and stuffed the box in the trunk.

The perfect act, from the world’s greatest parodist.

Seen after class

It was Friday at 15:40, end of the day – the students poured from the room into the hallways, passing by Jamie, the captain of the swimming team, who waited patiently outside.

“Hey Jamie!” “Wassup Jamie?” some of the students shouted as they passed by him, already out of earshot before Jamie could answer. He just stood and smiled, waiting for the classroom to be completely empty.

“Hello Jamie”, Mr. Larson replied, “please come in,” he gesticulated as Jamie entered the now-empty classroom.

As soon as Jamie slammed the door shut behind him, he quickly, but quietly locked the door.

“Hi Larson”, Jamie said softly with a smirk, Larson reciprocated the look. The student and professor leaned in on each other, then their lips met in a kiss. Their romance intensified, they embraced and held each other tightly, their puffer jackets creaking loudly, as they ran their hands all over each other.

Still with their arms wrapped around each other, Jamie looked insatiably into the professor’s eyes and asked: “Are you ready for our trip?”

“Absolutely,” Larson answered playfully, “the car is packed and waiting.”

”Say… before we go… Do you wanna swap?” Jamie asked with a grin, placing his hand on Larson’s stubble.

”Swap?” Larson repeated and after a moment of thought he continued, “sure.” He reached for the door making sure it was completely locked, before he unzipped the puffer jacket, he’d just put on.

Jamie did the same. They then took off their shirts, trying their best not to get carried away, as they both showcased their tight and trimmed torsos.

---

Harry had always fantasized about dating Jamie, the captain of the swimming team, whereas his boyfriend David had always found the slightly more mature Mr. Larson very attractive. And when the two had discovered a way to become someone else, they leapt at it, deciding it would be satisfying to become the people, who their partner desired the most… at least desired on a physical level.

Harry had slithered into Larson to fulfil David’s desire, and David had slithered into Jamie to fulfil his. They had taken over their lives, but had adapted to their new identities, finding it oddly easy to step into the roles of professor and elite athlete respectively. To them it was little more than a theatrical performance, but they enjoyed every bit of it.

---

Their skins stretched and contorted in unnatural ways until their upper bodies had completed separated from what was hiding beneath.

With an almost unreal *schlorp* the skins of the two men came off. Harry and David, while soaked in sweat, smiled to each other, it seemed like an eternity since, they had actually seen their true selves.

The two nobodies exchanged the lifeless torsos of Jamie and Mr. Larson, then began pulling on their new identities, pushing their heads up through the necks and forcing their arms into the vacant skins’.

Once settled with their new torsos, all the features in place. Harry ran a finger up Jamie’s muscular arm and up his neck to his face, which he now was all in possession of.

”Nice,” he said with Jamie’s voice, “very nice.”

There was definitely something thrilling about being the guy you wanted to date, rather than having someone else be him. It was obvious that David was in agreement, caressing Larson’s more mature body.

”Wanna swap bottoms too?” the new Jamie asked.

”Nah, that can wait,” said the new Larson, who were pulling on his shirt again. “Besides… isn’t it an arousing thought to be… you know… by yourself, so to speak?”

Jamie grinned, his lower half was still Mr. Larson’s, so he definitely got what David/Larson was thinking of.

“Alright then, but we’ll have to get to that, once we get to the hotel,” the new Jamie said as he pulled on Jamie’s t-shirt and jacket, zipping it up.

“See you out front in 5 minutes,” the new Jamie said with a wink and left the room.

Walking through the hallways was definitely different being a star athlete, compared to being a professor, the other jocks waving and shouting at him, passing him hi-fives and compliments as he made his way to the parking lot, where ‘Mr. Larson’ would pick him up for an unforgettable weekend. And as he walked, he began to wonder… Would people notice, that he was wearing Larson’s jeans?

Taking Responsibility

Sometimes you wake up in your dad's body. It freaked you out the first few times, but your dad never let on that he knew anything was up. He always slept naked, his fit, hairy body loosely draped in a thin blanket. You were reluctant to look at his body the first few times, but his morning wood always won out. You'd long since stopped resisting his body's urge to explore itself.

You put your big hairy mitts on his fat cock and ass in seconds after realizing where you were. Your dad had never slept naked on the couch before, but judging from the cockring driving your dick hardness through the roof, you have a feeling something is different.

You close your eyes and softly moan while you stroke your thick meat. You don't even notice when the door opens.

"Someone's having fun."

You recognize the voice. When you open your eyes, you see your original body standing in the doorway with little more than a jockstrap holding his cock in. You don't recall buying that, but you can see the sides of your fat ass spilling out from the straps.

"D-dad?" You mumble, unsure if you should cover yourself or not. He smirks at you.

"You've got a nice body, son, nice fat ass and hairy tits. I just had to take it for a ride," he reached up and squeezed a nipple. "I wouldn't have guessed you could only get off to other men and their fat cocks and thick muscles and..." he trailed off, the bulge in his jock pushing out. "Taking your body made me want to take a cock, son, and it's time you take some responsibility."

He quickly walks over and straddles you on the couch while you both feel up your original bodies. It's a lot easier to appreciate your hard-earned ass when your fat daddy dick is eager to plow it. You position yourself between the cheeks and are pleasantly surprised that your cock glides right inside. It's hot and wet and you're ready to give yourself the ride of your life. Your dad tightens and begins thrusting his ass over his own cock relentlessly. You toss your head back and moan, bucking your hips against his tireless milking. The squats paid off, you thought.

You pulled your dad in and suckled on your sweaty tits while you fucked. He quickly raised his arm up and pressed your face into his hairy pit, the familiar smell of your own body's musk pushing you over the edge.

You found yourself spewing a hot load into your own tight end with a load all over your hairy daddy's chest.

"I'm not sure I took enough responsibility yet, sir," you jest, pulling your body back in for a second round.

When you gifted your dad a vacation for his birthday, you didn't expect for him to offer to trade bodies with you and let you go instead. The first thing you did was flex his hard-earned muscles, rubbing your hands over every inch of furry muscle you now controlled. You could barely keep your daddy cock soft on your way to the hotel.

Your first day on the beach, you wore the smallest swimsuit you could find to show off for the other men. You found a guy to suck you off in ten minutes flat, and then another, and then another. By your fourth load of the day, you were already trying to figure out how to keep your new body. You decided when you got home, you'd convince your dad to let you keep his body the same way you'd taught all those other twinky bottoms. In the meantime, you kept lounging in a hammock, luring in more and more men to feast on your muscle daddy bod.

Bienvenidos a Cambiosd!

Un blog dedicado al tema de Male body swap, possession, shapeshift, etc...

Welcome to Cambiosd!

a blog dedicated to topics such as male body swap, possession, shapeshift, etc ...

Historia 0; Programa FUTURO

Cambiosd

Ahhhhh de regreso a clases, bueno tengo que ver el lado bueno, es el inicio de una nueva etapa en mi vida, al fin estoy en la universidad

Me gustaría estar en clases presenciales pero eso no puede ser, es peligroso afuera

Bien tengo que conectarme a la primera clase, abro la laptop, me siento en mi escritorio, y espero a que inicie... El profesor nos da la bienvenida, saludo y así comienza la primera clase es esta nueva etapa

Con el tiempo comencé a aburrirme, no pude evitar mirar la pantalla y comenzar a ver a mis nuevos compañeros, claro solo los que tenían la cámara encendida, Derick, Adam, Mateus, casi todos son hombres vaya ...

Ohh ¿Yoon? No estaba hace un momento en la reunión, se conecto hace un momento, encendió su micrófono y su cámara:

"Disculpe las molestias profesor, tuve algunos problemas con la mudanza"

Vaya al parecer Yoon es un chico de intercambio, sus rasgos son asiáticos, lo mire por la pantalla tenía un lindo rostro, despreocupado y seguro de si mismo se miraba, es una estupidez pero sentía mi corazón latir de emoción al tener un compañero como Yoon, me sentía enamorado a primera vista

Y claro que me había enamorado de Yoon, la seguridad al hablar, encender su cámara con total tranquilidad y seguridad reforzaba mi sentimiento, lo admiraba a la distancia

Con el paso de los días, trate de conseguir su número a través de contactos en común de las clases, pero aquellas conversaciones terminaban en silencio, nadie tenía el número celular de Yoon

Fuck, decidí hacer una investigación por mi cuenta, quería saber más de él, miraba redes sociales, buscaba direcciones, entraba a páginas, no encontré nada, decidí ir más profundo, incluso deje de entrar a las clases, deje de ver a Yoon

Al día siguiente, me dolía todo el cuerpo, no dormí por algunos días, escuché mi celular vibrar, tenía algunos mensajes, al encender el celular mostraba un mensaje de Yoon ... Me quedé sin alma en ese momento, ¿Cómo consiguió encontrarme? ¿Sabe de mis búsquedas? No no no, ni siquiera conseguí información de Yoon, pero él si encontró la mía?

El mensaje en la pantalla decía:

"¿Quieres saber más de mi?

Sentía desvanecerse, hasta que entre en razón quizá y era una broma de los idiotas a los que les pregunté por Yoon, conteste:

"No estoy de humor para bromas hermano, deja de molestar"

Comencé a ser consciente de mi obsesión por Yoon, abandone mi vida por alguien, pero esto no me dejaría, recibí otro mensaje

"Puedes ser Yoon si lo deseas, él no existe"

Este sujeto encerio cree que puede burlarse de mí,

"Deja de estar jodiendo"

Casi al instante recibí un nuevo mensaje

"Tienes que creerme, yo soy Yoon, tengamos una videollamada"

Después de recibir este último mensaje me llegó el link de una reunión privada por videollamada

Mi corazón latía fuerte, era una mentira o era verdad, a decir verdad estaba harto de no encontrar nada, o estaba decepcionado?

Ya nada más me podía decepcionar entonces, tome la laptop, la enciendo, y entro al link

Un fuerte destello emergió de la pantalla, no podía ver más que una fuerte luz blanca ...

Escucho una voz familiar, abre lo ojos no tengas miedo

La voz cada vez sonaba familiar...

Al abrir los ojos mire un suelo distinto, todo brillaba, pero al centrar mis ojos en la pantalla, estaba viendo aquel rostro de aquella persona de la que me enamore, jajaj esto tenía que ser una broma del sujeto de los mensajes, Yoon era la persona que estaba en aquel reflejo, un aroma inundo mi nariz, este era el aroma de Yoon?, sentí algo presionar en mis pantalones, estaba teniendo una erección

Al bajar la mirada pude ver unas piernas desconocidas, una fuerza inundó mi ser, me sentía lleno de energía, un golpe de testosterona pego en mi entrepierna dónde comenzaba a asomarse el nuevo miembro que tenía entre mis piernas

Mi respiración comenzaba a acelerarse, cada ves más rápido y al mismo tiempo lento, me costaba respirar

La voz familiar decía

"Puedes disfrutar tu nuevo cuerpo "YOON", te veo mañana en clases"

Aquella voz familiar, era mi antigua voz...

Fuck, el ambiente era confuso, aparte la computadora de mis piernas, me levanté y al instante caí, este cuerpo era pesado, no puedo creer que era Yoon, estaba en una habitación, este era su cuarto, al acercarme al espejo podía mirar aquel cuerpo que desee durante días

No podía creer lo que mis ojos estaban admirando, me acercaba cada vez más al espejo, y tocaba mi rostro con estas manos desconocidas, eran ásperas, quizá del tiempo en gimnasio, ¡SOY HERMOSO! me grite así mismo

No pude evitar que mis manos jugarán con mi nuevo cuerpo en frente del espejo, cada ves más rápido cada ves más lento, mi respiración aumentaba, sentía los gemidos salir de mi boca, esto era la excitación que buscaba Aaaaaa

Comencé a sobar el bulto que tenía hecho en mis pantalones cortos, mis boxers aprietan, nada se sentía real, era tan emocionante, llene mis pulmones de aire me sentía extasiado

Tome lo que al parecer era mi celular, no podía evitar tomar unas fotos para recordar este momento, definitivamente me abriría una cuenta en alguna aplicación de citas!

Realmente lucía sexy, ahhhhh los boxers se sentían tan bien, quiero ver debajo de ellos, quite los shorts que llevaba puestos y la sudadera ...

Mi trasero se sentía firme, me puse de pie, esto es demasiado perfecto, Yoon era sin duda alguien con el que quisiera estar a solas

Recibí un mensaje:

"Veo que disfrutas tu nueva vida "Yoon", disfruto de la vida también, extrañaba ser corpóreo, respirar, extrañaba la realidad"

???? De que estaba hablando este demente?, Empecé a redactar mi respuesta: "¿Deja que mierda hablas? Esta es la realidad, estoy en tu cuerpo, quiero volver a cambiar Yoon devuélveme mi cuerpo, no sé dónde estoy"

Mensaje recibido:

"Lo siento no puedo volver a esa realidad, fuiste el único que cayó muerto en la belleza de ese cuerpo ficticio, no desaprovecharía la oportunidad de regresar a la vida real, ahora estás viviendo en una simulación en el programa FUTURO, tómalo a bien no es como tal una vida virtual, casi todo es tan real en el programa FUTURO, espero logres acostumbrarte, el cual no fue mi caso, Adiós"

????????

Trate de llamar a mi antiguo número pero no existía ahora, ¿Simulación? ¿Programa futuro? Que es lo que está pasando???

Trate de tomarlo con calma, aún tenía dudas, trate de pasar el día como si fuera un día normal, la vida de Yoon estaba muy organizada, tenía que ir al gimnasio, me puse sus zapatos de deporte y me dirigí al gimnasio del hotel

Tome alguna ropa que tenía en su habitación, olían tan bien, me quedé con los boxer, la presión en mi entrepierna me llenaba de éxtasis

Terminé demasiado cansado, pero sin duda estaba siendo uno de los mejores días de mi vida, me quite la ropa y me puse la anterior camiseta, tenía que seguir con el cuidado de su piel

Al parecer era un modelo, recibía e-mails de la agencia, tenía que presentarme, Yoon realmente lucía como uno, tome algo de ropa del armario y estaba listo para salir, podría acostumbrarme a esto , pero aún así tengo que encontrar una solución a esto ...

A nerd in love with Mark, has just possessed him 🤓 without knowing that the body he has just possessed is that of a super hero 👻🦸‍♂️ He is Invincible!!

Mi nuevo Oc Cambios

"if you see another person that looks identical to you, run away and hide ... Or maybe it's just a shapeshifter" 😁

What should i do now? 👻👅

Happy Valentine's Day 💝

I like guys with glasses! 🤓☝️💖

It's an old sketch that i forgot

Hope you like!! 👻

Skinwalker, shapeshifter or nahual?

I don't know what I was thinking when I drew this but... Would you keep the secret? 👀

Communication From the CEO #1, Welcome!

To all reading this email,

Hello, and welcome to the home of Swap Tech Enterprise (STE for short)! Based out of New York City, we are one the front runner in body swap technology, allowing for people around the world to experience and use body swap technology at a price that can't be beat! Looking to go on vacation but can't afford flights? Looking to study abroad? Looking to just get away for a while and experience life on the other side? Then sign up today and we'll get you matched with a body that suits your needs! Follow along to hear stories from all of the user of STE!

Best,

Wayne J. Sharpe, Founder and CEO of Swap Tech Enterprise

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Part A, Customer Swap Stories #1

When my best friend Jessica’s boyfriend finally proposed to her, I was so excited because that finally meant we would be able to live out the dreams we’ve had about being the maid of honor in each others weddings! However, that soon began to fall apart when Jessica announced that it was going to be a destination wedding in Italy. I was heartbroken because I wanted to be there for my best friend, but financially couldn’t afford to be there. That was until one of the other bridesmaids suggested I use Swap Tech Enterprise’s (STE) vacation swaps. For a small fee, STE would swap your body with someone who lives in the location you are looking to go too and vice versa. After doing some research, it wasn’t a bad deal so I decided to move forward with it. I filled out the quick form provided on their website and paid my 100 dollar deposit, and from there I received an email with all I needed to know, including the date and time I needed to head down to my cities local STE Swap Bank. After months of anticipation, the day had come and it was time to become someone else for the week. As I entered the Swap Bank, the front desk attendant checked me and brought me to the swap room to get ready for the swap. As I sat on the bed waiting for the swap to happen, the swap technician explained how the process worked as they hooked me up to the helmet that would connect me to my swap partner. Finally it was time for the swap to happen and the swap tech began the count down from 10, instructing me to relax. As the tech counted down, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and I was nervous about becoming another person for a week, especially since I purchased the cheapest swap package that only allowed for me to pick the gender and age of the body I was going to be in, not the body itself. All these thoughts were running through my head when suddenly everything went black. Moments later, I began to regain consciousness.

Opening my eyes, I could see I wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants.

I also noticed that my feet were much larger than that of a 27 year old woman. On top of that, I noticed I no longer had breasts. “What the fuck is going on?” I said quickly covering my mouth because of the deep baritone voice that came out of me. That’s when it clicked, I hadn’t been swapped with another woman, but a man instead.

Turns out that when filling out the form, I accidentally clicked the male option instead of the female option as my preferred gender type. I explained the mistake to the swap tech at the Italian Swap Bank I was now and asked if it was possible to get swapped with a female body, but they informed me that they can’t authorized a swap from a body that isn’t my own to prevent having too many cross swapped customers. Looks like I’m going to spending the week and celebrating my best friend’s wedding as the best man rather than the maid of honor. Hopefully she understands the mixup.

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Part B, Customer Swap Stories #1

It’s been three days since my little mishap using STE, and the adjustment hasn’t been easy. My friend wasn’t exactly thrilled that her maid of honor had become her best man, but she eventually came around and was just happy that I could make the wedding. However, things have been awkward since the swap as we had a lot of activities planned for just the bridal party, which was now the bride, 4 other woman and me the black sheep of the group. It started with the pool day we had planned where the bride had bought us all matching bikinis to wear. However, that proved to be useless for me as the body I was currently inhabiting didn’t exactly required it, so I just went with one of the bathing suits that I found in my new bodies home.

Then she had planned a spa day where we were all going to get manicures and pedicures to be ready for the wedding in which she bought us all matching sweat suit sets. While my didn’t fit as expected, I still wanted to fit in with the rest of the group so I put it on anyway. It was actually pretty funny to see my new body wearing an outfit that wasn’t intended for it.

Finally the bride and groom had planned a giant beach day with everyone invited to the wedding so that we could spend some time together just relaxing before the craziness that the wedding tomorrow would bring. I felt awkward going to the beach with everyone as they were expecting to see Victoria, the maid of honor, not victor as we had decided to dub myself while in this body. However, it turns out that grooms sister also used STE to attending the wedding and was also swapped into a male body by her own choice. Turns out she had used STE before on a family vacation and was curious what it was like to be a man, and now anytime she uses STE she chooses to be swapped with a man because she likes how strong and confident it makes her feel. We spent pretty much the whole day together talking about our experiences so far on this vacation, and it was just nice to have someone to relate to on this vacation.

Now all that’s left is to get through the wedding tomorrow and then it’ll be just one more day of being stuck in this body before heading back to swap bank and getting back to my female body.

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Finale, Customer Swap Stories #1

It’s finally the day of the wedding and I couldn’t be more excited to watch my best friend get married to the man of her dreams. Jessica had planned for us to meet at 10am so that the makeup artist could get all our makeup and hair done for the wedding. However, since I was now a man and there was no need for me to get glammed up, she booked me a massage at the resorts spa which was much appreciated as it would give me a chance to finally sit back and have some one on one time with myself and reflect upon the vacation I’ve had so far in my new body. 

After a couple of hours at the spa, I went back to my room to start getting ready for the wedding. Being a man now, I was obviously not going to fit into my bridesmaid dress, so my friend was kind enough to get me a custom suit made last minute that would match the rest of the bridesmaid’s dresses. Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but feel powerful in the suit I was wearing, and was actually excited for everyone to see me and dressed up.

The wedding ended up perfect with no hiccups at all. Everyone had a great time and I was so happy to celebrate my friend and her marriage. As the night came to a close, I said goodnight to my friend and congratulated her again and began heading back to my borrowed bodies home so that I could get some rest. Having one day left in Italy and in my male body, there was thing I was always curious about and now I had the perfect opportunity to experience it. I quickly downloaded tinder and made a profile and within minutes I had a ton of women matching with me. After chatting with a few I decided to meet up with one of them for lunch and let’s just say things went pretty well from there.

As I headed back to the Swap Bank the next day so I could get back to my body, all I could think of was my next trip with STE. I definitely will be sticking to male bodies from now on!

Public Relations Internship Part A, Customer Swap Stories #2

My name is Michael and I am currently a junior public relations major at Penn State.

When the university announced they partnered with Swap Tech Enterprise (STE) and launched the “Semester in Their Shoes” program, I knew that I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. I would spend the semester in the body of a recent graduate working full time in the public relations field letting me see the day to day life of someone who works in public relations looked like. While participating in the program, the work assigned to you would equate to some of the classes I should be taking but can’t while part of the program, so not only was I gaining real world experience in the field, but I also wouldn’t be missing any credits and would still get to graduate on time. As for the person I would be swapping with, they would get to spend a couple of months living my life and having a break for all the work they had to do. 

Once applications for the program opened I immediately applied in hopes to spend my spring semester working in Public Relations. After months of waiting to hear back, I finally received the email informing me that I was accepted and matched with someone for the swap. I was so excited I could barely contain my excitement in the days leading up to the swap. Finally, the day arrived and I headed down to the STE Swap Bank as instructed. I informed them that I was participating in the program through my school and they quickly gave me a run down of who I would be swapping with other information that I would need to know before the swap. After receiving all the information, the Swap Technician took me to the swap room and began prepping me for the swap. As they counted down, I was so excited that I didn’t even realize I lost consciousness once the Swap Tech’s countdown hit 0. As I opened my eyes, I noticed I was in a different room and knew the swap had worked. However, as I stood up from the bed, something was wrong. Looking down at my hands I noticed they were showing signs of aging, which shouldn’t be the case since I was supposed to be swapping with a recent graduate. I brought my hands to my chest and noticed that I was showing signs of aging as well as my body looked like it hadn’t stepped foot in a gym in years. I quickly ran to the mirror and was shocked by the face looking back at me. It wasn’t the face of a 24 year old recent graduate but that of what I could assume was a 50-55 year old man. 

Turns out that Chris, the manager of the public relations team I was joining couldn’t secure any volunteers for the swap, so he elected to step up instead. I started demanding that they swap me back now, but per the terms of the contract I signed when applying for the program, it stated that if no recent grad volunteers could be available, the head of the team could step up in their place. Upset with the circumstances, I reluctantly got dressed and headed to Chris’s apartment in Midtown, as I was now going to be living at his place in New York until the end of the spring semester in May.  I quickly took a picture and sent it to my parents, as they wanted to be updated once I was settled in.

To say my parents were shocked was an understatement, but they also knew the terms I agreed too when applying for the program and told to stick it out as May would come soon enough and I could get back to my body. They also told me they’d keep a close eye on Chris in my body to make sure he didn’t do anything I would regret after the swap so that calmed my nerves a bit. Figuring I had nothing better to do, I prepped for my first day on the job tomorrow. What should be an exciting time in my life has now been ruined and all I can do now is finish what I signed up for. God, May can’t come quick enough! 

Public Relations Internship Finale, Customer Swap Stories #2

Hi there, my name is Chris and I am the manager of one of the teams at one of the most elite public relations firms in the country!

When I received a request for a swap within the Swap Tech Enterprise (STE) “Semester in Their Shoes” program, I was super excited as I would be able to train and teach a member of the incoming generation of public relations field. I quickly got to work trying to secure a member of my team who would be willing to swap with Michael, but none were willing to step up. Eventually, I had received a firm no from all members of my team, so I reached out to STE and let them know they would need to reach out to another firm to secure a body for Michael. However, they informed as per the contract both Michael signed when applying for the program and the contract that the company signed as a participating industry leader, I could step up and do the swap with Michael instead. I was nervous at first, because not only would the work load be way more than what he was expecting, but he would also be getting a body twice his age and I would be robbing him of 5 months of his golden years. However, after a lot of deliberation and talking with my manager, we decided it be best to move along with me swapping with Michael not only to keep a good relationship with STE, but so that Michael can gain the experience he was promised when accepted into the program. My manager ensured that he’d be there to help Michael out whenever needed as he would be stepping into a role way out of his caliber. With everything settled, I informed STE of the decision and headed down to the Swap Bank on the day designated. This wasn’t my first time use STE to body swap as I had used it before when going on company business trips, so I quickly settled in and the Swap Technician initiated the swap. Waking up from the swap, I immediately felt more rejuvenated as I was now a 21 year old college student again.

Getting out of the bed, I went to the bathroom and was not disappointed by the sight in front of me in the mirror.

Michael definitely took care of his body, most likely thought eating healthy and going to the gym a couple of times a week. I couldn’t wait to get back to his place and explore more of my new body. For the next 5 months I am Michael, without any responsibilities whatsoever I am going to live it up the fullest until May gets here!

Communication from the CEO #2, Update

To all reading this email,

Hello everyone! Just wanted to give you a quick update. I haven’t been feeling too hot which is why I haven’t posted in a while. However today I went to the doctor and was given some medication to help kill whatever is making me feel ill and I’m already feeling ten times better. However, with that in mind, there won’t be any new stories until next week once I am feeling 100%! I have some great ideas in mind and I can’t wait to see what you all think of them! 

With that aside, I’d also like to thank you all! I started this account a little more than 2 weeks ago, and we’re already well past 200 followers! I just wanted to thank you all for the love and support I have received on my stories and I can’t wait to write more for you guys in the future! Thank you to each and everyone of you! 

I am so excited to see where STE goes, and I am excited to bring you all along for that journey! 

Best,

Wayne J. Sharpe, Founder and CEO of Swap Tech Enterprise