“Show me that sweet ass, babe.”
*Giggle* “Okay, Mark.”
I gave my boyfriend a sexy turn.
“Goddamn, babe, your body is beautiful!”
I blushed. It had been several months since Stacy and I swapped bodies. We had quickly gained enough of each other’s skills and memories to fool our friends and family. Unfortunately, we were also starting to forget our old lives.
It was only after a few days that I started thinking of myself as Stacy. I think it was easier for me since I’d always fantasized about what it would be like to be her. It took Stacy herself a little longer to adjust. But after a month, neither of us were looking for a way to swap back.
“Seriously, babe, I may just have to take you right here!”
“I wouldn’t argue… stud.”
God, I love being me.
