Mirror Mirror

“Wait, stop, come back with my body!” cried my lying, cheating bitch of a wife.
“Wait, stop, come back with my body!” cried my lying, cheating bitch of a wife.
MackDude and Billie were making pixel love on Second Life when Mack said I have to go real life is calling. Billie disappointed said “always” but then she had an idea and said “Mack do what you have to do today but you going to have to do it as a girl”. Mack looked down and screamed in her new female voice “NO BILLIE I SAID NO REAL LIFE!!!!!”””.
A few days ago, the strangest thing happened.
I was staying at my girlfriend’s, Emily, and an event that we now call The Great Shift occurred during the night.
I went to sleep, and woke up in one of Emily’s flatmate’s bed, Sandra. Half asleep, I didn’t quite understand my situation until I noticed long hair falling on my face and screams in the room next door.
Emily, now in my body, wasn’t pleased with waking up with a boner, next to her old body, now inhabited by Sandra.
This girl was my girlfriend’s best friend. She’s a lesbian and is now inhabiting my body.
A few hours ago, I was at my place, waiting for Lucy (my girlfriend), when Sandra came in and told me that I didn’t deserve her, that I was a moron, etc. I stayed calm and told her that she couldn’t do anything about it anyway, and that she just had to deal with it.
“Come on baby; show some more skin.” Sophie said as she ripped Hank’s shirt open revealing what were once her but were now his huge breasts.
“if you want to do well for that job interview you need to look good.”
Hank looked up at her in shock and anger “by looking like a whore; I don’t understand why you can’t just do the interview yourself.” Hank nearly yelled as he tried to cover his breasts with his hands.
“you know why; I’m too shy in interviews whereas you’re great, besides we’ll swap back when we get home; if you love me; you’ll do anything to get that job for me.” Sophie said as she soflty pulled Hank’s hands away.
Hank sighed and silently nodded in agreement; he walked into the interview room, hoping it wouldn’t be too bad; little did Hank know that his interviewer would want more than his new breasts.
He also didn’t know that having sex in his new body would trap him there forever.
I guess this time it was too much for her.
It’s not my fault, I was just being honest! I don’t like the way she dresses. Maybe I told her one too many times. She got angry and cast a spell on me (I didn’t even know she could do that!)
Reality changed: I became a girl, and she became a guy. We still felt attracted to each other but some details had changed, especially for me. I had all her traits and preferences, including in fashion.
I loved all her old clothes. I felt so cute, and pretty! I loved my new slim body, the feeling of those soft clothes against my skin…
All this was part of the spell, and it all went well for me in the end.
What I think my girlfriend didn’t plan was that this spell would affect her as well.
At first, she was making fun of me out of vengeance but now, I know that she meant it when she said she didn’t like the way I dressed.
All I could do was stare at her, trying to look mad, but my face would look adorable, whatever my mood.
I never really understood how John could be with this girl. She was way too good for him, he was such a loser…
Sure, he was a nice friend, but I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. I was smart, rich, had a great job, and was far from being ugly, but still, the girls would prefer him. Jobless, a little dumb, but he knew how to talk to them, how to seduce them… Maybe that was it, his confidence.
So one night, I wished I could understand why the girls liked him so much.
And the next day, I woke up in the same bed as him.
“God, something about being a guy just makes me love those tits! I can’t stop staring at them!” Rachel said from Ben’s body as Ben as they fucked.
I can’t believe we did it, baby. It’s been a long, difficult endeavor, but we finally stole a pair of young, sexy bodies so that we can live out the rest of our days in comfort and luxury. Now come and give me the baby that you promised me.
Your girlfriend has been acting strange for a few days. She used to be a shy girl, almost prude, and now, here she is, naked in the stairs, waiting for you to come and do her.
Her face had changed, thanks to the make-up, but almost thanks to the look on her face, it was a lot different than before. She looked as if she had way more confidence…
And yes, she had gained confidence, but not out of nowhere.
The person in front of your eyes might have the appearance of your girlfriend but is in fact her flatmate, who always had a crush on you. She was a little strange, some sort of fat emo girl. She might have been nice, but you never really payed attention to her.
Now that she was in your girlfriend’s body, she would do anything to keep you.
Your girlfriend, in her flatmate’s body had no choice but suffer your indifference, for if she spoke, she would simply lose all memories of her previous life, and that was too much to take for her.