When a young man's sister threatens to reveal his secret invention to their parents, he makes a split second decision to stop her by using the new machine to copy his friend's mind into her body in Copy That (Part 1), available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

"Whoa, dude, why are you in my 63 year old mom's body?"

"I didn't want the mods to block this caption. Also, my real age is 73."

"Why would they do that? Also, I'm 40 years old."

"Because apparently someone somewhere might have an inkling of a thought that one of us may be underage even though it's explicitly spelled out that I'm 63 (but really 73) and you're 40."

"But you're in my mom. Anyone who has a mom must be underage!"

"That's what the mods would think! But we both know you're 40 years old because, again, I spelled it out explicitly and there's nothing here even implying that you're underage. There's no age play of any kind going on; just two consenting adults about to have the filthiest sex you can imagine."

"Oh, that's right, I am 40 years old. I remember now. I'm not trying to be coy or anything. I'm just making it abundantly clear that I am an adult. Here's my real driver's license proving that I am, indeed, 40 years old. Old enough to be having a mid-life crisis and definitely not underage."

"If you were under 18 I wouldn't even be here."

"Nor would I."

"If only we'd been this explicit before, the mods may not have removed some of our captions."

"Hmmm, are you sure an adult man can still have a mom?"

"Positive."

"Ah! But can a mom have an adult son? Checkmate."

"Yes, that is possible, too. That is what is happening here."

"Cool. No more questions. Let us proceed to bone town."

Copy That (Part 1), available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

Cole is a brilliant young inventor. Too brilliant, really, though his best friend, Dominic, has become adept at translating his high-minded concepts into everyday English.

Ever since Cole's last invention nearly destroyed the house, Cole's parents forbade him from working on anything else. So they have no idea that he's come up with a brand new invention in the basement that can clone a person's entire mind.

When Cole's sister, Callie, discovers his invention and threatens to tell their parents, Cole makes a split second decision and zaps a copy of Dominic's mind into Callie's body.

Now Dominic has gone from stumpy to sexy, a clone of his mind inhabiting Callie's incredible body while his original self looks on longingly. While Cole tries to find a way to restore his sister's mind, the new Callie has to pretend that everything is normal, even though she has none of the original's memories. But she finds being a woman isn't so bad. Particularly when her new body is smoking hot, and incredibly sensitive.

Maybe she shouldn't go back to her dumpy old self just yet. Not when she's enjoying this body so much.

And Callie's friends are so hot.

And Cole's invention is so easy to use.

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“Is it booting up now?” Cole asked from where he crouched behind the basement sofa.

Dominic stopped restlessly spinning around in the worn office chair and glanced at the computer monitor.

“Yeah, that did it,” Dominic replied.

Cole rose and brushed the dust and cobwebs off his hands. As the computer booted up, he took off his thick rimmed glasses and tried to clean them on his shirt. But, since his shirt was as filthy as the rest of him, it just moved the smudges around.

Dominic pushed himself back in the office chair so that it rolled across the concrete floor of the basement and came to rest just against the stairs leading up to the house. He spun himself around a few times, idly, before leaning the chair back and walking his feet as far up the wall as he could form his seated position.

“Jesus, Cole, why did you have to cannibalize your game console to do this?” Dominic said, stifling a yawn.

“My parents won’t buy me the necessary components after the little accident with my last invention,” Cole replied, leaning over the keyboard and typing in some commands.

The ‘little accident’ was an electrical overload that fried the fuse box and cause thirty thousand dollars’ worth of damage to his parents’ house. Cole’s parents had come home to find the fire department handling the mess while Cole and Dominic stood outside watching. Cole’s parents had forbid him from any more of his science experiments after that, which was why all of Cole’s equipment was pushed to the corner of the basement with a handy tarp ready to pull over to hide the whole thing.

“You know,” Dominic said, patting his tubby stomach rhythmically. “You could get what is known as a ‘job’ and buy it yourself. Maybe even move out of your parents’ basement?”

“And live with two annoying roommates like you do?”

“We could get a place together. Then I would only have one annoying roommate.”

“Ah, that would be me, would it?”

“You really are a genius,” Dominic grinned, spinning around in his chair again.

“I promise you this will be much better than any game console,” Cole said, as the computer beeped.

Dominic snorted doubtfully and heaved himself out of his seat to stand over Cole’s shoulder. “What is it?”

The computer was scrounged together from spare parts and Cole’s previously awesome gaming console. It connected via a thick bundle of wires to the butchered game console controller. The whole thing was badly duct taped and soldered together.

“It’s a mind swapping device,” Cole said, distracted as he frowned and typed in some more commands. “If I can get this stupid AI to do what I want it to do.”

“A mind swapping device?”

“Yes. A device that can swap minds.”

“Great. Thank you for the clarification,” Dominic sighed. “You think it will work?”

“I know it will work.”

“That’s what you say every time.”

“In the words of one George Michael, you gotta have faith.”

Dominic picked up the controller connected to the computer. It was much heavier now that Cole had attached a big block to the underside of it that held what amounted to a second computer. Dominic tapped some of the buttons and a green laser pointer flickered across the far wall. Dominic turned the controller around to look at where the laser had come from and Cole grabbed the controller from his hand.

“Careful with that,” Cole said. “It could explode.”

It was impossible to tell if Cole was joking or not.

Cole continued typing for a few seconds, then: “I need to load someone’s mind into this thing. Give me your head.”

“What? No. Use your own head.”

“I’m concerned that there will be a capacity mismatch between my intellect and the specifications to which I constructed this array.”

“Are you saying your genius is too big to be contained in that computer?”

“That’s another way of putting it, yes. It won’t hurt. Just come here and stand still.”

Dominic sighed and dutifully went to stand next to Cole. Cole picked up the remote control and aimed the sensor at Dominic’s head.

“Ready?” Cole asked.

There was a low, soft whump.

“Will it hurt?” Dominic said, shutting his eyes.

“I don’t know. Did it hurt?”

When Dominic opened his eyes Cole was looking at the monitor, where a complicated-looking program displayed several wavelengths and a bewildering chart of numbers that Dominic couldn’t make sense of.

“Yes!” Cole nodded with satisfaction. He turned to Dominic and pointed at the monitor. “That’s you.”

Dominic peered at it. “That’s me?”

“Sort of. It’s an exact copy of your conscious cortex activity.”

“So…my brain is in that computer?”

“That’s what I just said.”

“How did you get everything so quickly and without any…I don’t know…surgery or anything?”

“I could explain it to you but the risk of the knowledge exploding your head is too great.”

Again, it was impossible to tell if Cole was joking or not.

“Does that mean that there’s a ‘me’ in the computer?”

Cole shook his head. “No. This is just data. It needs to be mapped on to an existing brain architecture through the judicious use of the zapping appendage.”

“So translated into normie speak, that means you need to target someone with that modified remote control to transfer that copy of my brain into theirs?”

“Precisely. You should help me with the marketing.”

“First thing I’m doing is changing the name of ‘zapping appendage’. Sounds too porn-y.”

“What about insertion generator?”

“No.”

“The penetrator?”

“Now you’re just fucking with me.” “Yeah.” Cole cracked a smile.

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A nerdy 18-year-old who is forced to share the body of a hot cheerleader after activating a strange device in Insider 1 a comic exclusive to Body Swap Stories with art by Nally.

Some people in the office may have had the idea that I was having an affair with my intern, but they had no idea exactly how it went down.
Emily and I would drive across town to the Swap Hotel and check in under assumed names. Once in the room, the technology or magic or whatever it was swapped us into each other's bodies. She would ravish me in her little little blonde body, using my own former strength to pick me up and sling me around with a burning passion as I laughed and then moaned. I let her pin my on the bed, spreading my legs and dipping my new hand down between my thighs to stroke my clit in tight circles as she thrust my own cock inside.
As a man, she was an incredible lover, following the rhythm of my body, knowing just how to please me. I, of course, couldn't get enough of my tits and my ass and my cries and the way she pressed me apart and the orgasms and the slick sounds of myself and the spicy scent of my pussy and the way she would fill me.
I craved being in her body, and would beg her to dress more and more sexily in the office. Not so I could stare at her but so I could be inside her. Parade around in her skimpy outfits and tease her until she couldn't take it anymore and stripped me naked before plunging inside and stretching me wide.

A comic following a nerdy 18-year-old who is forced to share the body of a hot cheerleader after activating a strange device in Insider 1.

Carter doesn't stand a chance with Katie. He's a nerd and she's the cheerleader, surrounded by hot, popular girls. All Carter has is his geeky friends. There's no way he and Katie could ever be together.

Until Carter finds a magical orb and accidentally forces them together to share her body.

Now they're desperate to find a way to get Carter out of Katie's head and back into her body, even as their desires slowly meld and they learn more about each other than they ever wanted to know.

An 11 page comic in black and white.

Art by Nally, story by M Wills

Tim uses his invention to indulge his every fantasy in someone else's body, changing everyone around him to suit his whims in Head Games 3, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords and Amazon.

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During the Great Shift, Will swapped bodies with the old Italian man next door while Will's wife, Emily, swapped bodies with the man's daughter-in-law. Even in his heavyset, grey-haired body Will still had needs. Hell, it seemed like this body had even more needs. He was constantly horny.

It took a while for Emily to get used to her new body and her new husband. She definitely got the better end of the deal, becoming younger and better looking.

The first time she let Will take her in her new body, Will moved slowly, fearing he might have a heart attack if he wasn't careful. He carefully gripped Emily's bony new hips and slid his fat cock between her legs. He groaned and closed his eyes as he entered her, luxuriating in her wet heat as her pussy clenched him. He couldn't keep his eyes of her delicate ass as he gently thrust inside.

His new body lacked the power of his own, but he could hold on for longer. He slid in and out of her sweet body, grunting and breathing heavily as they had sex in their swapped forms for the first time. Neither of them knew it, but they were acting out a little known secret of the Italian man and the lust he harbored for his daughter-in-law.

Too bad he wasn't around to enjoy it.

Tim uses his invention to indulge his every fantasy in someone else's body, changing everyone around him to suit his whims in Head Games 3, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords and Amazon.

After indulging himself at home, Tim goes out to search of other playthings.

When the beautiful, wealthy Annie crosses his path, she becomes the perfect target. Arrogant. Untouchable. Certain she's always in control. With the power of his invention, Tim slips beneath her skin, bending body and mind until every extravagant indulgence serves him, and every forbidden craving is satisfied.

Annie takes on his decisions as if they were her own. By the time Tim abandons her, her old self is nothing more than a fading memory. All that's left is an insatiable hunger to be wanted, claimed, and used by anyone willing to indulge it.

Now Tim needs more.

Returning home, he turns his power toward those closest to him, crossing boundaries that should never be crossed as he chases the fantasies he's buried for years. With every new possession, temptation grows darker, obsession deeper, and the line between desire and corruption disappears entirely.

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Back in the limo, I have Annie take me shopping. Jumping into her body, I order the driver to go to the most exclusive tailor. The kind of place you’re not even allowed inside without an invitation. Once there I return to my body and let Annie pull the ‘do you know who my daddy is?’ card to get us inside. She sits and flips through her phone while I get fitted for new clothes. They’ll all be delivered to my address. At the end of it all there’s no exchange of money. They know Annie’s family. The bill will be sent to the house and paid, probably not even making a dent in their fortunes.

The same happens at the jewelry store, where Annie buys me an expensive watch for myself and diamond earrings plus a necklace for Kelly. Then it’s on to the electronics, where I refurbish my entire apartment. Whenever Annie seems to flag—which occurs less and less the more I use her—I jump into her and restate her generosity towards me and her horniness towards everyone else. When we return to the limo she’s restless, in a constant state of motion and she keeps glancing at me. She wants me. She wants everyone but I happen to be the closest. I close my eyes and jump across to her body.

The world flips. Her silky blonde hair tickles my cheeks. Her floral scent fills my new nostrils. My body is lighter. More energetic. My nails are perfect. Skin glowing. This is what money can do. Take an already great body and make it amazing.

Her restlessness fills me. A deep heat in my core.

I use her own hands to touch herself a little, watching my chest as I feel up the amazing tits I’m now wearing. They’re heavy and bouncy and the heat in my core burns brighter with each stroke. I’m getting so wet just touching her tits, watching her hands caress her own body.

“I need to get fucked so badly,” I coo in her voice, as I continue stroking her soft skin, squeezing those delicious tits.

I tease her body up and up, but I don’t let her finish. I want her nice and horny for the grand finale.

“God, I’m such a horny slut,” I say with her voice as I touch myself. “I need to fuck as many people as I can.” It’s incredibly hot hearing this stuck-up princess talk like this. “My pussy just needs to get filled with cock. That’s all I’m good for. People only want me for my body so I may as well give it to them. Jesus, just the thought of dick makes me wet.”

She’s soaking now. When I jump out of her and stir she presses herself against me, her gorgeous face so close. She’s blushing and giggly, her hand on my thigh.

“Let me ride you. Please.” She begs, her voice dripping with sex.

I turn her down. She rarely hears the word ‘no’ and it makes her angry. She sulks, withdrawing and crossing her arms. But the way she can’t keep still, the way she keeps looking my way and batting her eyes as though she can’t help herself, tells me she still needs it.

Perfect.

I have her take us to a restaurant where we get first class service. The waiters—all men—wear suits and the menu has no prices. The food is exquisite. The wine incredible.

The waiter serving us is a handsome young man with short blond hair and a beefy figure. Light stubble across a strong jaw. He’ll do nicely as a starter.

Beneath the table, Annie runs her bare foot up and down my leg. She glances up at me and bites her lip. Despite all this, she still flirts with the waiter, laughing too loud at his jokes and finding excuses to touch him as she orders. She’s already a far cry from the aloof bitch she was this morning.

When we finish eating, I lean close to her. “Why don’t we go fuck in the bathroom?”

Whatever socialite manners Annie used to have are gone, subsumed by the lust I’ve instilled in her and she takes me up on my crude invitation. She grabs my hand and leads me down the secluded hallway. My eyes are on her perfect wiggling ass and I’m getting excited just thinking about what I’m going to do when I have it as my own.

“Let me just sit down a minute,” I say, as we reach the women’s toilets.

I free myself from Annie’s grip and lean against the wall, closing my eyes, I navigate across the short distance between us and possess her. In a blink, I’m standing up in her body, watching my own form seemingly asleep.

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Jordan (28) had recently broken up with Courtney (28). The breakup had been bad. Name-calling, screaming, dish-breaking bad, and Jordan was pissed. So when he found a spell to swap bodies with Courtney, he took the opportunity to ruin her life.

He handcuffed his own body to a pipe in the garage so Courtney couldn't interfere, then cast the spell to swap bodies with her before work. He stopped by a lingerie store to pick up an outfit before strolling into work dressed only in a bra, panties, stockings and heels. His coworkers thought Courtney had lost her mind.

He perched himself on her boss's desk, back arched, ass to the door, waiting for her boss to walk in. Courtney used to complain he was kind of a creep and Jordan was happy to let him creep.

Courtney's boss did a double take when he saw Jordan on his desk. Jordan just smiled.

"Hi boss," he purred, in Courtney's sweet voice. "I've gotten so horny waiting for you."

Jordan let himself be taken over the desk, moaning and crying loud enough for the whole office to hear. Afterwards, he offered himself around to anyone who wanted him. There were quite a few takers and Jordan thoroughly worked his ex's body, his initial hesitance at getting filled with dick crumbling at the thought of what he was doing to her.

Except, as it turns out, he was only fucking himself. The time of the swap back came and went, and Jordan began to get nervous. He rushed home to read the fine print of the spell, and realized that he'd accidentally sealed himself in Courtney's body forever.

Tim uses his invention to indulge his every fantasy in someone else's body, changing everyone around him to suit his whims in Head Games 3, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords and Amazon.

"Oh, Jesus that feels good," Hannah moaned as her best friend sucked her new cock. "No wonder guys like...oooh!...blowjobs,"

Sarah pulled her lips off her friend's cock with a wet pop, a single strand of saliva connecting the head of Hannah's dick to her plump lips. "And tits," Sarah agreed, before opening her lips and swallowing Hannah's cock once more.

The two friends had been victims of the Role Exchanger. Hannah had swapped genitals with her boyfriend, while Sarah had taken on Hannah's boyfriend's love of breasts, and Hannah's own love of her boyfriend's cock. Sarah had caught Hannah stroking her new dick one afternoon and had shoved Hannah's hands aside so she could slurp it down between her own lips.

Ever since then, the two had run away together at every opportunity. Hannah soon broke up with her boyfriend in favor of whatever relationship she was having with Sarah. Neither of them was sure what this was. All they knew was that they were both getting pleasure out of it.

Hannah moaned again, feeling that welcome pressure building at the base of her dick and excited for just how hot it would be watching her friend drink down every drop.

Angelica is a bodyhopper who chances upon a shy young man who needs to build his confidence, so she possesses his body to help him out in Boy Toy, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.

The accident had changed me. Changed us. Me and April, the intern at the lab.

It had disintegrated my body and smashed our minds together inside April. We were now two people inside one body.

Hers.

I was still me and she was still her but we were now also each other. All of our thoughts, both conscious and unconscious, picked up by the other. Our shared feelings played out across our shared body. No filter between us, each of us constantly shifting and changing the other.

I was a 53 year old man gross in her 23 year old body hot. Sopping wet in the shower and normal attracted to myself remembering my cock but these tits were incredible.

My thoughts jumbled but the pulsing of desire flooding us both, starting from me, picked up by her, rejected but rebounded until we were touching ourselves, groping our tits, caught up in a new shared pleasure.

Skating fingers down my body, stroking my pussy, so quick to grow wet, loving myself through new eyes.

Conscious thought was overtaken by the desire to touch, to watch to hear myself moan with my new voice, to see my tits through new eyes, to feel my delicate pussy with new fingers. We stroked ourself, joined together by the orgasm that pored through us and made us cry out, breasts heaving as we leaned against the tiles.

Angelica is a bodyhopper who chances upon a shy young man who needs to build his confidence, so she possesses his body to help him out in Boy Toy, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.

Angelica is a bodyhopper who chances upon a shy young man who needs to build his confidence, so she possesses his body to help him out in Boy Toy, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

Angelica can hop bodies, switching into someone else like others change clothes. She's in one of her favorites - a local punk rock chick named Vikki - when she meets Steve. He's good looking, funny and shy, and when Angelica pulls him into her bed she discovers he's an amazing lover but struggles with anxiety.

So she hops him and takes control of his body with the aim of improving his confidence.

With the help of her friend, Trey, who can also hop bodies, she pilots Steve around the city to teach him the art of pickup by example. While Trey hops the hottest women he can find, Angelica flirts with them, feeding her confidence into Steve's mind.

Angelica has no problem using Steve's body to pleasure whoever Trey brings her, while enjoying her own new equipment at the same time. She figures she may as well enjoy Steve's form while she has it, and teach him a few new tricks that he can use on the real Angelica when she hops out.

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The applause started even before the last chord of my electric guitar began to fade away. At the final drum hit, I flicked my head to toss my long, blonde hair out of my face before pumping my slender fist at the crowd that had jammed into the small club to listen.

“Thank you very much! We love you!” I said, my voice booming through the speakers.

“We love you, Vikki!” Someone shouted back at me through the rapturous roar.

The guitar still hanging around my neck, I made my way towards the backstage, followed by the other two girls in the band, Kris and Kat. I stopped to blow one final kiss to the crowd, soaking in their excitement and adulation before disappearing down the small flight of stairs to the green room.

I collapsed onto the lumpy leather couch, the silver bracelets on my arm jingling as I did so. I stretched, my slender breasts pressing against the grey sleeveless top.

“That was awesome tonight,” Kat said.

“Yeah,” Kris agreed. “Hot crowd.”

“Hot crowd nothing,” I said. “We kicked ass.”

My hair fell into my face and I flicked my head to clear it away. The asymmetric cut of my hair meant that it constantly fell down over one eye in a way that looked hot as hell but was annoying to deal with. It was just as well I wasn’t planning on dealing with it much longer. Though I always loved being in Vikki’s body, it was almost time to move out of her and resume my own life.

And what a body. What a life. Vikki was slender, with tight curves including the cutest little ass plus legs for days. Lively and outgoing. The life of the party. So much better than being plain little me. And she had a nose ring, a bunch of ear piercings, and a tattoo running the length of one arm. How cool was that? (I wasn’t in her body when she got those because I hate pain.)

As a bodyhopper, I changed bodies like other women changed outfits. Not feeling good about myself today? Hop someone who looks better. Sad? Hop someone happy. On my period? Definitely find another body to break up the awfulness. I kept tabs on a string of people whose lives I enjoyed returning to whenever I felt down.

Kris tossed me a bottle of beer from the cooler that someone had placed beneath the changing room mirror and I guzzled it gratefully. I’d worked up a sweat out there onstage. Adrenaline from singing in front of a crowd combined with adrenaline from using the skills of someone else’s body. Vikki was fully awake inside her own head and thought that everything I made her do was something she chose to do. Much easier to tap into skills that way, especially things like singing and playing guitar, two skills I was missing entirely.

“You chicks rock,” I said, toasting Kris and Kat with my half empty beer bottle.

They laughed and drank. I was feeling slightly maudlin knowing that this was our last gig together for a while. Well, their last gig with “me”. The past week of being Vikki was awesome but it was time to move on. If I stayed in any one body for too long I risked melding with them and losing the ability to hop out. Being a bodyhopper was to be in constant motion, balancing my need to step into other’s lives with making sure my own life didn’t implode. I could come back to bodies and I maintained a stable of mounts. Not a literal stable but I had favorites I returned to, rotating through them every now and then while also jealously guarding them from any other hoppers which, admittedly, were exceedingly rare. I never knew what I was going to find coming back into their lives. That was part of the delight.

I’d only ever met two others like me. Both originally men. Neither one of them particularly careful with their borrowed lives. They hopped women, men and nonbinary alike, having their fun with their new mounts before moving on. I took more care, cultivating my mounts. Caring about their lives before, during and after my arrival. My mounts were my closest friends and I knew every intimate detail about them, though they knew nothing about me. Didn’t even know I existed. Trey thought that was sad but then he was one of the assholes. Sometimes he would put his mounts to sleep so they didn’t see what he did with their bodies. Other times he would leave them awake and aware as he had his fun, forcing him to do things they would never do on their own.

I was gabbing with the others about the show, gushing about how awesome Kris was on the drums and how incredible Kat had been on bass when we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Whoever it was immediately swung it open without waiting for a response from us. Ben stood framed in the doorway. He wore a leather jacket, his black hair slicked back greaser-style, his arms wide.

“Great show,” he said.

“Baby!” I squealed, jumping off the couch and into Ben’s arms, leaning into Vikki’s natural enthusiasm.

I crushed my lips against his and we kissed as he held me aloft, his hands on my glorious borrowed ass. I ran my fingers through his hair as we made out until Kat spoke up from behind.

“Maybe we should leave you two alone,” she said.

Ben released me and I stepped back, my cheeks flushing red.

“She’s just got too much love to give,” Ben teased and I elbowed him.

“Let’s go get our fucking drink on!” Kris said, wiggling her hips.

“I’ll catch up with you out there,” I said.

“Uh huh,” Kat replied, with a knowing wink.

They left me and Ben alone in the green room.

“One last fuck for old time’s sake?” Ben grinned roguishly. He was no more Ben than I was Vikki. Trey was piloting him around. Anything to get close to me.

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Phoenix spread the dress apart and gazed down at himself, eyes traveling down the mountainous breasts to the smooth groin and the solid thighs.

This was not how he was supposed to enter the matrix. The woman in red was just supposed to be a training tool. An example to teach people not to get distracted.

Phoenix had plugged in and, somehow, ended up in her body. It was a glitch. You weren't even supposed to be able to end up in a body that wasn't yours. The mind was supposed to rebel. And surely his team on the outside was trying to figure out how to reach him.

But the world felt so real. This body felt so real. And when else was Phoenix going to get this chance? There sure wasn't anyone in the real world that he knew who looked like this and, even if there were, she would be way out of his league.

Phoenix slid his hand down between his legs, fingers exploring the smooth contours of his groin, the heat radiating from his new sex as it called to him. His mind was completely mapped onto this new body. Every sensation tickled his brain. As he stroked up and down his new sex, an urgent pressure began blossoming deep within him. His breasts rose and fell with each breath and he reached up to touch them, grabbing great handfuls of tit.

Phoenix sighed happily as his panties began dotting with moisture. Somewhere in the house a phone began ringing but Phoenix ignored it. The real world could wait.

Angelica is a bodyhopper who chances upon a shy young man who needs to build his confidence, so she possesses his body to help him out in Boy Toy, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.

I was well rested so when she slipped the ring onto her finger she ended up in my energetic body. but even her end-of-day tiredness didn't dampen my enthusiasm.

The instant I found myself in her body I stripped off my clothes, freeing her heavy tits. I grabbed them and squeezed them with delight, looking up at her as she grew hard watching me. God, I loved her body, Her weighty, bouncing breasts. Thicc thighs. Jiggly bubble butt.

I got so horny so quickly and soon we were both naked. I spread my legs for her, welcoming her inside her own body as I feasted on her tits, licking each tiny nipple as it pearled up and sent electric jolts through me. My cock slid inside, spreading apart the walls of my new sex as I took myself in deep and soon the rhythmic slap of my former balls on my new pussy joined the wifely moans spilling from my lips.

I came hard, clutching my tits as the orgasm pulsed through me. My wife came soon after, plunging in deep and emptying herself inside her own pussy.

Afterwards, she fingered me to two more incredible orgasms until I couldn't take anymore and, breathless and weak, shivering with aftershock, I begged her to stop. For now.

Angelica is a bodyhopper who chances upon a shy young man who needs to build his confidence, so she possesses his body to help him out in Boy Toy, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.

Bryce's girlfriend, Angel, hadn't come home. She wasn't answering his texts. She'd turned off the tracking feature.

Suspicion and fear fought each other in Bryce's mind until he decided to check on her using his body swapping magic. No sooner had he uttered the spell than he was in someone's living room, naked and lying across a couch. Something hard and thick and warm plunged deep into his ass, making his toes curl and heat rise within him.

Turning around, Bryce gasped to see Angel's boss, naked and fucking him from behind. He was an older man with a family and here he was having an affair with Angel.

Bryce made himself relax as the heat twisted through him, bringing with it a wonderful pressure. He moaned, pressing back against the wonderful cock, feeling his full breasts rub against the leather of the couch. Hearing Angel's moans made him shiver with delight.

He decided right then that he was never going back. She could have his old body and his old life. He would be taking this and keeping it forever.

Bryce clawed at the couch with his girlfriend's fingernails as pleasure spiked within him and he came, body roaring around the slick cock inside him, moaning as his body pulsed with pleasure.

Anthony is fully immersed in his new life as a MILFy trophy wife and enjoying everything, from his seductive curves to his sexy assistant to his hunky husband. But his time in Jess's body is running out and Anthony isn't sure he's ready to leave in Trophy Wife 3, a comic done in conjunction with TeamLV.

Anthony is fully immersed in his new life as a MILFy trophy wife and enjoying everything, from his seductive curves to his sexy assistant to his hunky husband. But his time in Jess's body is running out and Anthony isn't sure he's ready to leave in Trophy Wife 3, a comic done in conjunction with TeamLV.

Jason (34 but now 23) slowly spread his legs and gazed down at the strange new sex between his legs. It had been his ever since the Great Shift last year and he'd been working with a psychiatrist to adjust to it. It was the first time he really looked at his new pussy, and he fixed his gaze on the tender pink lips.

He still had his male libido and, as he spread his legs, the desire for this body leaped to the fore, sending a burning tendril of lust snaking through him. Part of what had made this so hard was being attracted to the woman in the mirror. This stranger whose body he was now in. Whose arms and legs and facial features he now controlled, looking out from behind her eyes at a body he desired.

"Good," the psychiatrist said, coaxing him on. The psychiatrist, herself, was a middle aged woman swapped into the body of a heavyset Black man. The soft, calm voice was at odds with her huge, solid body.

Jason giggled nervously but continued to stare at his pussy. This was his now and he had to face it.

"You needn't be ashamed of your body," his psychiatrist coaxed. "Try touching it."

Jason's hand slowly crept down his body until it rested atop his lips. He felt the heat spilling from his pussy, felt the rubbery folds shift beneath his touch. Felt the excitement begin to blossom into a pleasant pressure deep within.

Tim begins to abuse his power, possessing the bodies of those around him and changing them from within so that they think every new, sexy decision is all their own in Head Games 2, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

Mom's ass looks so good, Christen (21) thought as she looked down from her dad's perspective. A freak cosmic event had trapped her as a passenger inside her dad's mind, where they now shared each other's unfiltered thoughts. She was carried along in her dad's lust for her mom, and was equal parts repulsed and delighted to sink her thick new cock into her mom's hot depths, to watch her cock disappear inside her mom's pussy, her dad's eyes locked on the curve of her mom's ass.

Christen and her dad didn't tell anyone what had happened because no one would believe them. They didn't know how to get Christen out of her dad's head so, for the moment, they acted normal. That was all well and good until her mom started coming onto her dad, at which point the lust took over both of them, gradually pushing Christen from disgust towards desire.

Now her mom's moans turned her on and she urged her dad on.

Fuck her harder, dad, Christen begged, god, she feels so good.

Christen felt the rising tightness of her balls and then the glorious release as her dad came, moaning as he filled his wife and she clutched at the bed. Christen was carried along in the orgasm, the pleasure overwhelming her disgust as her dad emptied his balls into her mom.

Tim begins to abuse his power, possessing the bodies of those around him and changing them from within so that they think every new, sexy decision is all their own in Head Games 2, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

Tim begins to abuse his power, possessing the bodies of those around him and changing them from within so that they think every new, sexy decision is all their own in Head Games 2, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

The more Tim uses his new invention and possesses his wife, using her hands to touch herself, the more sensual his wife becomes when he's not inside. His desire for her busty body is rubbing off on her. She's talking dirtier in bed. Showing off more skin. Loving her body almost as much as Tim does.

So he decides to push it.

Her wardrobe is conservative and covers too much so Tim possesses his wife and then goes shopping. At each store he settles into her body and picks out sexier outfits. Dresses. Skirts. Swimsuits. Adjusting her mind until she loves showing off more skin.

But Tim still isn't satisfied. He wants more. With this power he could have practically anyone he wants, as long as he can get close enough to them. There are so many possibilities. He'll never have to work again as long as he can find a rich stranger. And if they're rich and hot and selfish and deserving of being taken down a peg...so much the better.

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Tim

Kelly’s alarm wakes both of us the next morning. She slaps it off sleepily but doesn’t make an effort to get up. I roll over and spoon her, resting my hand on one of her pillowy breasts as I press myself against her bubble butt. God, it was so fun being in her body. Feeling her up with her own hands. My manhood stirs against her butt and I kiss the back of her neck.

“Mmm,” she moans, “I have to get up.”

“Call in sick,” I say, kissing the back of her neck again.

“That would be nice,” she says, as she slips out from beneath the covers. My wife has always had a sense of duty to her work.

I lie in bed and watch her sleepily as she stretches and stands. Interestingly, she reaches up and cups her breasts through her nightie, squeezing them briefly with a little sigh of contentment before letting them drop. Then she disappears into the bathroom.

It seems the changes I accidentally made to her have stuck. When I was in her body, I watched in the mirror as I made her touch herself, enamored with her curves. She seems to have retained that self-desire and even gained a little more self-confidence in her body. Before, she didn’t like to even look at herself and we would have quiet sex in the dark. But last night she couldn’t stop grabbing her tits as she rode me. Even threw in some dirty talk, which I’ve never heard her do. And just a second ago she looked so happy touching herself.

I wonder how far I can push these changes. How much confidence can I give her? How much sexier can I make her?

I get out of bed and go to the spare room, which houses my makeshift lab. On the workbench sits my modified grey beanie, strung with electronic filaments and a powerful processor. I was just attempting to create a program that could read minds but I’ve accidentally created something much more powerful. With this on my head, I can put my mind into the body of anyone nearby, effectively taking them over. I’ve already used it on Grant, the neighbor in the apartment next door, jumping into his body as he was having sex with his hot Spanish wife, Mira.

My phone dings with a message. Another picture of Mira from Grant’s phone. This one of Mira in the middle of putting on her bra, her tight little breasts still exposed. When I was in Grant’s body I sent myself a topless picture of Mira and it seems I’ve made Grant enjoy sending such pictures, not knowing who he’s sending them to.

I put the beanie on and lie down on the floor so I don’t hurt myself when my consciousness flits out. Powering it up with the little button at the back, I close my eyes. The staticky radar sphere jumps into view. Like a 3D map except that it only shows other people. They’re the big white dots. I consider Grant and Mira next door. Maybe hop in for a morning quickie? But then the white dot that symbolizes Kelly moves into the edge of the map. I move my mind towards her ,pushing closer, until the white dot envelops my entire vision and the world flips.

In a flash, I’m in Kelly’s body, in the bathroom, my mouth full of toothpaste. I’m thrown slightly off balance from the sudden reorientation of my body from a sitting to a standing position—not to mention the entirely different shape—and I put my hand out on the counter for balance. I finish brushing my teeth and bend down to spit into the sink. My dirty-blonde hair falls down my face and nearly into the sink while, at the same time, gravity pulls down on my delightfully heavy breasts.

I pull my hair back out of my face and spit, clean the toothbrush off in the running water and then put it away. I make Kelly look at herself in the mirror, my gaze tracing across the cute slope of her nose, her enchanting eyes. My lips curl into a slight smile as I admire her body from inside, my eyes swooping down to my chest, where my breasts press against the loose nightie.

I return to the bedroom a little clumsily, forgetting for a moment how her body moves. How her hips sway, her breasts jiggle. I pick her phone up off the nightstand and open it up. Flipping open her messaging app, I find her boss’s name and send him a message that Kelly is sick and won’t be coming to work today.

In her closet, I flick through Kelly’s clothes. They’re all long and drab and conservative. Well, yesterday I began to fix her confidence. Today, I’ll work on her wardrobe.

“Hmmm,” I say with her voice. “I don’t like any of these outfits. Think I’ll do some shopping and get something a little sexier.” The more I rationalize what I’m making her do, the more she internalizes it and sees it as her own decision.

I slide her heavy tits into a bra, manhandling them to fit them into the cups. I find her big mom-jeans and a plain shirt that doesn’t really flatter her figure. It doesn’t matter, though. This is all going to go.

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Nikki had changed since chancing upon the crashed alien craft and unknowingly inhaling the spores. Once prim and proper, she started dressing sexier, finding herself more and more horny. Her husband couldn't keep up with her and once she sucked what she could from him she moved on to the rest of the neighborhood. When her son's eighteen-year-old friends came back from college for the summer, she happily drained them.

She had a burning desire for cum, a need to gulp down as much as she could. Nikki was constantly hungry for it, constantly on the prowl.

She didn't know that the spores had germinated the alien life within her. A life that sustained itself on a substance that happened to match the particulars of human cum. The more she drank, the more the alien grew inside her, a parasite taking over her brain, making her sluttier and sluttier in order for it to grow.

Nikki's new obsession with sucking cock took over her life. She stepped down from the boards she was on, quit volunteering, drew back from her job, all so that she could keep hunting for more cum.

It gave her so much pleasure to drop to her knees and stroke a thick, warm cock. She savored each drop as it glistened from the top and dropped onto her tongue, smiling up at every man who stood above her as she dragged her lips down his shaft to feed the life in her belly.

In the finale of Two of a Kind, things come to a head as Maya reveals all the deliciously twisted things she's done since stealing the bully's shapeshifting powers in Two of a Kind 3: Maya, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

Kelli and April had accidentally swapped bodies while home from college during spring break after messing around with a cursed antique. They were told the spell would wear off after twenty four hours.

"So all we have to do is chill and do nothing for the next day," Kelli told her sister.

"Yeah, okay," April agreed.

So it was a huge shock for Kelli when she came upon her sister using her new body to suck her (April's) boyfriend's cock.

"April!" Kelly squeaked. "What the hell are you doing?"

April pulled her new lips off her boyfriend's dick with a wet pop, still caressing his length as she turned to her sister. "It's okay," April assured Kelli. "My boyfriend knows that we swapped bodies."

"That doesn't make it any better!"

"Sure it does," April's boyfriend chimed in. "Now I know you're not a cheater."

"Now can I finish or do you want my boyfriend to get blue balls?" April said, lowering her lips back on her boyfriend's cock without waiting for an answer.

"Ugh!" Kelli stomped off. Her sister would pay for this.

In the finale of Two of a Kind, things come to a head as Maya reveals all the deliciously twisted things she's done since stealing the bully's shapeshifting powers in Two of a Kind 3: Maya, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.

“Come on, Grace, cum inside me all ready, you bitch,” Jonathan (18) begged from within his stepmom’s body.

His big, jiggly tits bounced with each thrust from his stepmom, as she plunged his former cock deep into his wet crevasse.

“Shut up,” Grace said, grunting as she fucked herself, her eyes locked on her former ass, hardly believing that her pussy could feel so good wrapped around her temporary shaft.

The two had been the victims of the Stranger, who had popped into their house while they were in the middle of an argument. Seeing a chance for mischief, the Stranger had cursed them to swap bodies and get aggressively horny for each other whenever they got mad at each other. They would then be stuck in each other’s bodies untll the next time they had sex. Even just the littlest thing set off the spell.

As Grace and Jonathan butted heads constantly, they continually found themselves in each other’s bodies and forced to enjoy hard, raunchy sex. The punishment had the effect of making Jonathan look forward to the next argument, wear he would enjoy the pleasure of wearing Grace’s form as she pumped into him from behind, or be in his own body as he slammed into her, their shared rage resulting in a massive, shared orgasm.

In the finale of Two of a Kind, things come to a head as Maya reveals all the deliciously twisted things she's done since stealing the bully's shapeshifting powers in Two of a Kind 3: Maya, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.