My life was pretty lame, I was overweight, no friends, no life. Here I was on my 30th birthday having a birthday cake by myself. Yeah things were pretty sad. As the waitress brought me my cake, a look of pity in her eye. My eyes were caught by a blonde teenager a few tables away. I could see her talking and laughing with her friends, thoroughly enjoying life. Looking down at my cake I sighed and wished “I wish I could have a life as fulfilling as hers.”
When my girlfriend Jessica suggested swapping bodies for the weekend I jumped at the opportunity. I mean I wasn’t transgender or anything but anyone who says they aren’t interested in experiencing sex from the other side is a liar, it’s just human curiosity. I was calm and excited when she handed me the vial, mine pink, and hers blue. After downing it, in an instant I found myself looking at, well, myself.
James, or rather Jamie, could feel the bimbo virus coursing through her as she lapped up every drop from the bimbo that had once been her girlfriend Stephanie. The bimbo virus had been going on for several weeks, and they had holed up in James apartment to wait it out. Unfortunately the outbreak had outlasted their supplies and they had agreed to go on scavenging runs to get more stuff to hold out.
“What did you expect?” I replied to my wife, who was furious. “You put me into the body of a horny blonde bombshell, of course I’m going to go end up fucking a guy.” She had done this to teach me a lesson after she had caught me checking out our very busty waitress while we were having dinner.
(again all credit for the original idea goes to paradox on fictionmania. Please let me know if you guys like this idea, I have a few other ideas I would like to write out if I get some positive feedback)
(credit for this idea goes to the author paradox on fictionmania and his story The Ring, one of my all time favorites)
It was no secret between my wife and I that I fantasized being a woman. It had come out early in our relationship and it hadn’t bothered her in the least. She was naturally dominant and throughout our relationship that had been the case. She had taken the lead on many things throughout our marriage; finances, vacation plans, our sex life, and I was totally ok with this. Afterall, Ashley was a gorgeous 37 year old brunette with a tight body that she worked hard on, so I was more than happy to led her be the dominant one.
“You are such a slut Ashley” my wife said. Disgusted by the way I dressed and acted. I didn’t care though, she didn’t have anyone to blame but herself. We were, at least I had thought, a happy couple in their 40’s. We never had children though, and I guess that was a sore point for her.
When Tiffany had wished he could redo High School as one of the popular kids, attending senior prom in a blue dress being held by her boyfriend was not the intention. She had been Tom, an overweight college age guy who had missed out on all the good experiences of high school. When a Genie had appeared to him he had wished to be the most popular and attractive person in his class.
I made the mistake of pissing off a witch, I mean she had it coming, all I was doing was offering to buy her a drink and she blew me off much harsher than I deserved. Ok so maybe calling her a frigid bitch was a bit much, but I still don’t think I deserved this.