I stared into the mirror yet the situation wasn’t changing. The longer I stared still didn’t change the fact that my face still did not stare back at me. This wasn’t the face I was born with, my face was gone, but I was becoming more comfortable with the idea of owning this face. It was an odd sensation because as little as 12 hours ago I had stared at Ashley with envy and lust yet now I stared at her in my reflection. I could never haven gotten close to Ashley in my lifetime. I wasn’t her type of guy, I was unattractive, my dick was too small along with my wallet. I was also too socially awkward to even know what to do with her. All the guys on campus wanted Ashley so they could do unmentionable things to her. I giggled a little as I was closer to Ashley than I ever could be. I had went to bed the awkward loser and somehow when I woke up this morning I found myself hungover with her face staring back at me. I wasn’t sure why I was here or how I could even pull this off……

“Go ahead, put this all over the internet. I don’t really give a shit. I’ve had my fun in Mandy’s body and I’m ready to use the medallion to move on to the next frat girl.” I said as Steve took my picture. Steve had bet me that I couldn’t party as hard as Mandy usually did. I had used the medallion to copy Mandy while she was away visiting her family and I had went absolutely wild on campus. I was hammered drunk and I wasn’t sure how I was going to get off this toilet, but I was pretty sure I was probably going to end up with Steve’s cock inside me before the night was over.

I’m really enjoying having all your assets Courtney. I especially love having your tight little ass. I mean, I knew being a little slut had it’s advantages but wow. Today alone I got discounts on my tires, discounts on my food, and men practically fall over to do my bidding. I really enjoy the envious stares of all those little bitches at the mall the most. You go ahead and keep my stupid little dick, you can have it. You also better get used to calling me Courtney from now on because I’m not giving any of this back.

“I said that you wouldn’t believe me.” I stuttered. “You sound completely crazy Matt. Your telling me that you want to take my place at work? That you think you can actually convince other people that your me. You can’t even feed me this line of bullshit with a straight face.” Ashley laughed. “Look I know it sounds insane, but please please just let me do this. It’s a win-win situation for both of us. You get all the days off that you want and I finally get to spend time as an actual woman instead of having to crossdress.” I begged. “So your telling me that this old tacky medallion will turn you into a copy of me?” Ashley questioned. “Yes from what I can tell, I will be an exact duplicate of you, I will look like you, sound like you, even smell like you. I just need some of your clothes that you have recently worn. Please I’m begging you Ashley, let me impersonate you, I’ll go to work for you, I’ll do all the shit you don’t want to do while you relax. I’ll owe you huge for this.” I pleaded. I could tell that Ashley had some reservations and it did sound ridiculous for me to ask to just borrow her life. “Hmm I’ve never had anyone beg me to be me before, it’s kind of creepy and really flattering at the same time. I guess since it is you though I will help out one of my besties. I could use a break to get caught up on my reading. If your going to pull it off though you need to go all the way. Here take my cell phone, everyone knows I don’t go anywhere without it, just don’t be an ass on my social media accounts. Here is my purse, your going to need my ID’s and here is the keys to my car. I’m putting alot of trust in you right now so I guess you will need this.” Ashley dropped the straps to her bra and pulled it through her shirt. I was ecstatic as Ashley extended the bra out to me and smirked. “Here your going to want this now. So let’s see it. Put on my bra and get to being me bitch. You better hurry though or your going to be late for work “Ashley”.”

“What the hell are you doing? Don’t you knock anymore?” I questioned. “Well excuse me, that did used to be my body, I think I’ve seen it all.” Adam quipped back. “I don’t care if it was your body, it’s clearly mine now and I don’t choose to be naked around you. You lost your privilege to see me naked and besides a woman needs her privacy.” I stammered. “Well you sure didn’t have a problem sharing my body with Jason last night.”

“Get over here Josh. I’m going to ruin that stupid little whore’s life. Amber wants to play games with me, just wait until I change her profile picture to a dick selfie. This medallion is amazing, you can’t tell the difference between me and Amber. After I upload this picture I think I will have a taste of you….Oops did I say that out loud?”

“When I was a silly little boy I categorized women in one of four ways. Women were either mothers, virgins, sluts, or bitches. That was before I decided to become a woman. I hope you will get over losing your body but if you don’t I don’t give a shit. Nothing will stop me from running this company with my brains and the sheer power that wielding your pussy gives me. I make the rules here now. Now be a good little employee and pleasure me. I hope you enjoy eating yourself out.”

“I’m kind of sorry it has to be this way. It sucks that you kind of didn’t get a say in the matter.” We had used an old spell we found and given ourselves a new lease on life. I had approached Rebecca and made her an offer I was afraid she would refuse. Rebecca surprised me though and had chosen to accept the offer and become Marcus. Rebecca had always entertained the idea of being a man and she chose the closest football star she could find. Rebecca now had what she wanted, a cock and a million dollar future. With Rebecca happy that left me wide open to have what I wanted and fill the recent vacancy and become Rebecca. I couldn’t begin to describe my excitement as the new Marcus slid his cock into me and I moaned with pleasure. The old Marcus was now left stuck in my old body and forced to watch me ride his old body. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Marcus, you know the old saying once you go black…..”