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Transformation Vacations: Australia
When both my wife and I were declared “non-essential” workers, we looked forward to some downtime to relax and stay safe during the pandemic. Just as we had hoped, the first few weeks of quarantine and home life went great. However, right we passed the two-month mark, cabin fever began to quickly set in. Our days of lounging around and binging TV on our couch became less enjoyable as our shorter tempers grew more and more as we fought over something as simple as a TV show. Eager to find my wife and I some relief, I decided to do some research about doing some form of vacation for us to go on. If the US was going to be so badly managing the virus, the concept of traveling to another country where the virus had already passed for the most part felt very exciting to me.
Luckily, after an hour or so of searching and getting to the thirtieth page of search results, I found an incredibly interesting website. The website itself was very basic, with just a bold text of Transformation Vacations being awkwardly stretched across the header of the site. Underneath the large text was a small statement saying their purpose: “To provide life-changing experiences at low costs to those who need it the most!”
Intrigued, I continued to look into the site as a large map appeared on the screen with some various locations that they offered packages for. Looking through it, I considered trips to places like France, India, Spain, South Africa, Brazil, and Mexico. However, my eyes immediately found myself drawn to the hyperlink marked AUSTRALIA in bold letters. I quickly clicked on the link and my jaw dropped once I took a closer look. Their website wasn’t lying, this was an INCREDIBLY cheap deal to visit Australia. Reading the description, it seemed like an amazing time for us to experience.
“Explore the Land Down Under. By purchasing our couples’ package, you will find yourself transported to the wonderful golden shores of Australia and get prime lodging right in the center of beautiful Sydney! Experience riding a wave with a surfing date, walking around the town, and a private candle-lit dinner at a five-star restaurant. Book one week now and get a free week!
This deal is selling fast so purchase now to make the most of this once-in-a-lifetime deal!”
Once I reached the end of the description and read the current offer, I knew we had to do it. After a few attempts to add the packages into my cart, the fifth time proved to be successful as I quickly entered my card details and confirmed the payment. I knew that the buggy interface and sketchy website should have swayed me away, the price being over 3x cheaper than the normal rates on other travel site made it seem like a no-brainer to at least try it. “If it went wrong, I could just refute the charge with my bank and get back my few hundred dollars” I told myself, trying not to stress too much about it.
As soon as I closed the tab and shut my laptop lid, I began to feel incredibly dizzy. Looking over at my already sleeping wife, I tried to speak but nothing came out of my mouth as I quickly fell out of consciousness...
Out of nowhere, I begin to feel incredibly warm and hear a loud roaring noise overtake my thoughts. After a moment of struggling to bring myself out of my weird state of consciousness, I opened my eyes and tried to get my bearings. But as I looked around at the sandy beach and rolling waves that kept crashing against the shore, I only grew more confused. “How in the hell did I end up on a beach? Did I die somehow?” I think to myself, wondering if this is somehow my version of the afterlife.
Looking around, I turn to my left and see a tall man next to me holding onto a large surfboard with his eyes closed. “Hello, sir? Where am I?” I ask, but I continue to get no response. I clear my throat, as I catch myself suddenly saying things with a very different accent from my normal Boston one. I turn and pat the man on the shoulder, beginning to ask if he’s ok.
Suddenly, the man’s eyes burst open as a worried look immediately appears on his face. “Whoa!” I hear the man cry out, the voice coming out of his mouth also having the same accent, but with an added sense of confusion and fear. The man turns to me as he flashes his light brown eyes at me. “Who are you?” He asks, his thick eyebrows raising inquisitively. Confused by the question, I quickly respond “Uh, I’m Matt. Who are you?”
“Baby?” He asks as he leans in to get a closer look at me. “It’s me Shannon!” I hear him cry out. Looking at him, beyond the different gender, there’s no way that the man was my wife. My wife was a 42-year-old blonde woman who definitely didn’t have the thin physique that this man had. Confused and trying to remain calm, I lean down and put my hands to my temples as I try to think about this. However, but as I’m looking down, I find that the sight I see was a far cry from my 45 year old body as well. Instead of a puffy chest and a slight paunch on a hairy torso, my body had become replaced with a slight set of pecs, a hairless torso, and a prominent six-pack.
“Oh shit, I think that website swapped our bodies!” I cried out, shocked as I come to my sudden realization. The website wasn’t lying when they said we’d be transported to the location of our choice. The only problem is that our old bodies didn’t get to follow us over here. Looking down, I find that I’m quite unable to complaining at my new physique. However, all of my fears cause me to turn to Shannon as I look at the man that my wife had apparently inhabited and worry about how she’s feeling.
My fears about her being freaked out about the new body are quickly dashed as I see her drop the board and flash a quick smile as she begins to check out her physique. I can’t help but stifle my snicker as I watch her flex her fledgling biceps and pull her wetsuit away from her body a bit so she could slide her hand down and feel her new equipment. “Shannon, are you ok?” I ask, which causes her to turn to me in a wide grin and say “Absolutely love! I certainly didn’t expect to wake up as a man, but this body isn’t too bad”. As I watch her talk, I just continue to think about the native Australian voice that belonged to her body. Surprisingly, I can feel my new dick beginning to press against the wetsuit as I watch him speak and stare at his gorgeous face. It’s strange to think about how attractive my wife’s new body is to me. Prior to last night, I had never once in my life had a gay experience, but it seems that these new feelings that I have are going to be impossible to deny. Thinking about it, I begin to assume that these two were a gay couple given the description of the couples’ package I purchased. My boner continues to throb continue to stare at my wife’s light brown eyes and killer physique as I imagine all of the different kinds of fun we’re going to have once we get back to our place for the next two weeks.
I don’t know who these guys are, but I thank them for their service to letting us use their bodies (either voluntarily or not). As I bring my wife in for a big kiss, I can’t help but smile as I watch her radiant smile come across even through this new body she’s found herself in. Unwilling to wait any longer to begin our vacation, I grab my board and tell her to let’s surf as she grabs hers and follows me out to sea.
Our Australia trip had just started, but it’s already the most amazing trip we’ve ever been on. I can’t wait to make the most of our trip and have a way to find some happiness even in the most dire of situations. “Thank you Transformation Vacations!” I think to myself as I let my body’s muscle memory lead the way. With my wife in tow on her own board, we both shred this killer wave towards the shore before turning back out to do it all over again.
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I've just booked my first post-lockdown holiday to Turkey next year and can't wait. Hoping I manage to catch some of the Turkish oil wrestling, but not sure how easy it is for tourists to attend. Can you help me out?
Transformation Vacations: Turkey
Yes, I’m sure I can help you out! I’ll certainly give you a great time, now that I’ve discovered that you booked the trip through one of our side companies: Transformation Vacations! It’s been fairly busy for the company ever since the Australia bundle we offered a few weeks ago, so I’m glad that the Turkey bundle is already off to a successful start as well!
However, upon looking at your ticket, are you aware that you’re actually leaving tomorrow? Don’t worry if you’re not packed yet, we’ll have everything ready for you upon your arrival in the country.. Given your interest in oil wrestling, I know just the perfect candidate to give you an up-close and personal experience in Turkey…
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The next morning, you wake up and find yourself in a strange bedroom. It was most certainly not your own, which only added to your confusion. However, sitting up and looking around the bedroom, it’s clear that you’re in Turkey as you read the Turkish lettering across all of the books and posters that are scattered throughout the room.
Upon heading out of the bedroom, you stumble around aimlessly until you’re able to find a bathroom. When you enter, you realize that I didn’t disappoint when I promised you an incredibly personal experience in Turkey. Based on the reflection you now have, it’s clear that you’re now in the body of a local resident. No longer will you have to worry about tourism and trying to figure out where the wrestling is, you’ll be able to view it up front and center since you’re going to be participating in it!
Looking into the mirror, you give props to the body you now have control over. Not only do you have well-styled facial hair and an attractive face, but your body is quite fit as well. Our “tour guides” are paid quite handsomely for their services at the company, but you couldn’t understand why a hunk like this would be so willing to give up their body for any amount of money. However, you didn’t let your thoughts wander too far as to not dampen your mood. Smiling as you continue to stare at your reflection, you grow increasingly excited about the concept of exploring the town and going to an oil wrestling contest.
While walking around your new residence, you take note of the smaller space and view it as a nice switch up from your large house back at your real home. After taking a quick tour, you head into the shower, which is where you undoubtedly get a closer look at your new body. Running your hands against the tanned skin and buff muscles, it doesn’t take much time before you’re jerking off in the shower to both destress and also allow your mind to run rampant about the vision of all those hunky guys wrestling your newly muscular body.
Upon finishing, you exit the shower and get dressed in the appropriate attire. Given your obsession with the event, you knew what exactly you had to wear without a second of hesitation. Looking around, you eventually find a note, which provides addresses and locations of all the major events going on in the area during your stay in Turkey. Luckily, the location of the wrestling event was listed and seemed to not be too far away from your new residence. With your excitement at an all-time high, it didn’t take more than 10 minutes before you exited your new residence and were practically sprinting down the road towards the contest.
Within no time, you reach the event and you immediately find yourself firming up at the sight of all of these oily men. Their physiques ranged from more flabby to incredibly swole, but all of it was a turn on for you. Before you could truly get too invested in your observations, the event soon began and everyone began to take their turns. To your surprise, this body seemed to have the muscle memory of someone who had done this before. As a result, you easily navigated around your opponents and won every round until you were in the final match. It was a struggle, but after growing more accustomed to your body throughout the tournament, you were able to easily navigate around your opponents. As a result, you were eventually able to gain the upper-hand and beat your opponent. With the crowd going wild around you, you suddenly grew excited. You had won the event that you had so desperately longed to be a part of!
Soon after, you were paraded around as the champion and were showered in lavish gifts and praise. However, being victorious in this tournament didn’t end after that day. For the next several days, it was an endless celebration of partying, sex, and drinking all dedicated to your massive success. But with your last scheduled day in Turkey, you find yourself upset about going back to your simple life. Although you lived quite the great life back home, there was no celebration that could come close to what you experienced here. Plus, while you were in this body, it was amazing to get a taste of youthful glory once more.
When you wake up the next morning, you let out a frown as you realize that the vacation was over and you had to go back to your real life once more. However, as you sit up and look around, you’re shocked to find yourself still in the residence of the Turkish bachelor. Both curious and unsure what was going on, you jump up out of bed and attempt to figure out what’s going on. Unfortunately for you, as you find the piece of paper detailing the vacation package, you find that you’re no longer able to read it like you had previously. Had you read it in depth prior to today, you would have had a better understanding as to what’s happening to you.
Given your immediate excitement in booking the trip plus your misreading of the date, it seemed as though you neglected to read the fine print of your vacation contract. In it, it clearly states that any individual who wins a national event or cultural celebration is bound to that body for one year. So, because of your win at the oil wrestling, you have now been locked into this body for the next year. While you were out partying and carelessly living life for days, our company was working behind the scenes and contacted the man who swapped bodies with you. Of course, we notified him about your win and how that would affect his ability to go back to his real body. Due to you not reading the fine print, Transformation Vacations had done its best to remedy the situation and correct the error that your win has caused.
Both as punishment for not reading the rules and also to help you further immerse yourself in Turkish culture, you have lost all possible connection to your old life. As a result, you are no longer able to read or speak any English. Staring at the various posters and books that you had first saw upon waking up in your new body, you gasp as you find yourself understanding what the text says. It was clear to you now that your mind has been completely rewired to give you the ability to comprehend and speak Turkish. The same has happened for your swap partner as well, but I must say he’s adjusted surprisingly well. With such a wealthy lifestyle that the man has now gained, he’s been able to enjoy a new lease on life in America. Sure, he’s a bit older and doesn’t have the toned physique that he once had, but the ability to not live paycheck to paycheck is worth it all. That means unfortunately for you, you’ll now be a bachelor working various menial jobs trying to get by.
Go on and get better situated with your new apartment, you’ll be here for the next year at least. The man whose body you’re currently in, Yousef, was quite the observant man from what I can recollect. Unfortunately for you, that might mean that he’s seen the other clause in the contract, which allows for our “tour guides” to permanently lock-in the swap for a monetary amount after residing in the body for at least 6 months. It’s quite a blessing that the real Yousef was able to swap with such a wealthy man.
Well, I’ll leave you alone to get better equipped to your new life. You wanted to experience Turkey and try out their cultural traditions, now you’ll be able to do that every day!
Enjoy your new life Yousef!
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