
u/Hachishiku

"B—But my life. It's all gone, you took it from me..." From being one of the most popular girls on campus, a stalker switched bodies with me, and now I just can't accept the fact... "Aw, it's okay 'baby', you're my BOYFRIEND, right? We can be happy together~" (RP)
How is it possible that after my lazy, freeloading little brother went through second puberty, he's still behaving the same way? Am I seriously the only one weirded out by this?! Not to mention, mom keeps forcing me to take care of him... or her now. (RP)
"What're you looking at, punk? Wanna fight me or something?" Me and my boyfriend had relationship problems and it had been going on for weeks now. A witch overheard about our dilemma, and her solution is to... swap our bodies? (RP)
"Fe—Felicia there's no time to mess around, we have to figure out how to—Did you just grab my butt!?" From a simple robbery, Black Cat used the weird glowing rock she stole on me and now everyone remembers me as Petra Parker? (RP)
My mom disappeared for a couple days and her behaviour... changed. What I didnt know is that she was involved in a car accident with you. Doctors messed up the surgery and mistransplanted her brain with yours. They also forced you two to sign NDAs because the surgery is illegal... Who were you? (RP)
I despise my little brother. He's a fat pervert that dropped out of college. Mom forced me to let him stay with me since he can't get a job. After he fell victim to the Great Shift, he's now inside some old Japanese Milf named Sachiko Fujikawa. He's been acting disgusting in her body all day... (RP)
He's been absolutely disgusting, it's fucking nightmare to see some Asian lady farting and smelling like shit in your own apartment.
Sometimes I see him fingering his own asshole and then sniffing it thinking I wouldn't notice, he hasn't been showering in her body either so I had to endure a stinking mature woman's musk and body odour, I just can't fucking take it anymore!
I couldn't find you after searching the entire campus. Some sketchy individual asked my best friend for help, saying he wanted to draw a portrait of him. Not knowing the person had the power to alter reality with each stroke of their brush. Now, you're Victoria Sterling... my m—mother? (RP)
This wasn't right. In no reality was it right but my mind felt hazy and my memories seemed blurry at the moment.
A few moments ago, I was sure that I knew my mother, Carol Richards, a hard working single mother of two, sacrificed her blood, sweat and tears to provide me and my sister a comfortable life in college.
But now... It didn't seem that way, at least not from what I remember now. My mom has always been Victoria Sterling, a preppy woman with a wealthy amount of cash with a slightly airy personality.
I stepped into this room to find someone important to me... someone important. Ugh, I can't remember...