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“Sis, where are you going?” Jimmy asked in high tones. (Gosh, how he hated hearing his sister’s voice come from his lips.)
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Hard wired
Me and my sister were always fighting. Since she was way younger than me I would always make fun of her. It wasn’t much of my fault, I guess it is hardwired into all older brother’s minds. I hated it when my parents asked me to babysit her. So usually those were the days I made her life more of a living hell.
thanks bro
Thanks brother! My crush Natalie said I’m cute but that she NEEDS a man in bed, so I exchanged our bodies from the head down. I’m serious! Recognize these abs? This boxers? Want me to keep going down? Ha!
Anyway, thanks for the big loan, I didn’t know my little brother was packing so much!
Well I don’t care what you do, lucky you I had small tits so you should find a way to hide your new body just fine. Oh I did get your underwear though! I’ll be needing the support, if you know what I mean. Enjoy my panties!
What? You wanted to wear boxers along with your new lacy bras?
Now if you excuse me, I have to show my new girlfriend my new friend.
Don’t make that face! That way you do look like a girl.
I’ll make you a deal: I’ll film her sucking my new cock and let you see it later, alright?
The old lady
I kept jogging. I didn’t care people were looking at me in a weird way. I didn’t know what was wrong, or why everybody seemed to look at me with some kind of lust. I just kept jogging. A couple of miles back, I had seen how a man tried to steal an old lady’s purse. I scared the burglar, and even though the old lady fell to the floor, she wasn’t harmed, and she still had all her belongings. “Thank you young man” the lady told me. I smiled, helped her up, and asked her if she needed a ride home, or something. To which she just replied, “I might be an old lady, but I can walk home. Don’t you worry about me. Go on, continue what you were doing. I sincerely wish you can get what you want the most”. I insisted, but she just told me to continue jogging.
Not an expert
“Oh, not again!” I said, as I lost my balance and fell to the floor. It wasn’t easy walking in heels. Today I was in the body of my boss’s wife. I had to pretend to be her, I had to…. kiss him…. and pretend to love him, which sucked. Let me explain, two months ago, me and my friends tried a spell that would get me into the body of my boss. I would be married to his hot wife, and I would have his money and possessions. It sounded like a perfect plan. Except that we weren’t experts in casting spells, so I ended up in the body of my boss’s daughter.
How difficult could it be?
If I had known it would be this difficult, I wouldn’t have agreed to swap bodies with my sister. It has been three weeks since we swapped, she promised me it was just for a couple of days. But she hasn’t been able to swap us back. She is now on a trip to the beach with all my friends. And here I am, pretending to be her, dating her boyfriend. Every night I have to come up with a different excuse not to sleep with him. And it is getting harder and harder, this body has urges, it has needs.
One Thing Just Led to Another…
I have no idea exactly what brought me here, but all I knew was that things got out of hand way too fast. I waited for my parents to go to work before I got out of bed and smoked a few rips from my bong. I snuck into my older sister’s bedroom like I’ve done a thousand times before to take part in my most secret hobby.
Ladies’ man
Rafael felt a little petulant as he stood there wearing a white dress and frilly lace things as his hair threatened to come undone.
You can’t force me
I was playing on my ps4 to relax for a bit. I just ended cleaning my room so i think i deserved some free time. Just then my older sister came in. “Hey twerp. If you’re done here then go clean my room” She said. “No way! It’s your room, clean it yourself” I protested. My sister was always a bitch. She often blackmailed me to do her chores but lately i started to fight back and refused.
“Clean it little brother or else…” she took some kind of book in her hand “Or else what!” I wasn’t scared by her threats. “Or else this” She started to say some weird words, like she was chanting a magic spell. I couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous ot looked.
Extreme measures
Peter couldn’t believe this was really happening to him. He felt ridiculous standing barefoot in his sister Katie’s college dorm with her panties hugging his smooth flat crotch…no, HER crotch, he corrected himself. He refused to accept this body and these panties and her stupid hair in any way as his own. “Katie, you can’t be serious,” he protested into his IPhone, pouting indignantly as his sister doubled over laughing in his former body on the FaceTime app. “What am I supposed to do now, order a pizza and take some Midol for the night?”