whatever2323's Switching Stories

"Sheesh, this body is even better than I thought," Clarissa said to herself "lucky this girl had her diary in her phone and I could just spend all these 3 weeks boning up on it. Plus having access to her social media was a huge bonus. I know all about my new life now." She snapped a nude photo, almost as if commemorating the moment. She put the phone down and brought her hands up to her chest, cupping her perky breasts. "Clarissa would say she missed these probably. But for me, this is brand new. They feel incredible I must say." She said, beginning to massage them in a circular motion. "I smell so good too, glad to be out of that gross old shack. Those 3 weeks were torture waiting to be put in here, or should I say put back  in here." She giggled. "I feel amazing, god nothing like how sluggish Jeremy's body felt. This body feels so invigorating, so much energy running through me." Her body started to grow warm and Clarissa dropped

2 Part Caption! Relax Clarissa, I'm being nothing but respectful with your body . Jeremy texted Clarissa. He was so lucky to be Clarissa's partner for Swap Class, he was his crush for 3 weeks! Jeremy did intend to be respectful, but a little exploration of the female anatomy is something Clarissa most likely did on occasion so why shouldn't he? I mean they are supposed to act like their Swap Class partner Jeremy rationalized to himself. Clarissa on the other hand was mortified to be inside Jeremy's fat and greasy body. She wanted out as soon as possible and was just trying to figure out a way to pass the time inside the body of this creep. Her phone was blowing up with texts from her friends that weren't taking the class, asking her what it was like. Clarissa just intended to hound Jeremy the whole 3 weeks to make sure he wasn't doing anything wrong or weird in her body. She was grateful that they got to keep their own cellphones for the swap duration so as she

"Jesus, these kids are just built differently these days aren't they?" Dan said while looking at his new face in his new phone. Overhead the remnants of a storm could be seen fading away and the rain slowed down heavily. "That's good, won't have to worry about getting to my new home in the thunder and rain," he said, glancing at his umbrella in the seat next to him. Dan looked down at his new female form and grinned, cupping a breast and squeezing it tightly. A tinge of arousal slid through him and he shuddered with anticipation. A few minutes ago, Dan would have never dreamed of the spot he was in, or of the body he was in. That of 20 year old Sarah, his 7 year old's babysitter. He and his wife were just pulling into the driveway when a strange storm appeared overhead out of nowhere. Purple lightning shot down randomly across the sky and the clouds leaked through the same hue of light. When the couple rushed for the door, Dan had just put his hand o

"Ok that should do it" Jerry said to himself, tightening the last bolt into place. He stepped up from the middle part of the machine and placed the maintenance access hatch back on, pressing down on it and hearing it click into place. "Time to test this out and hopefully I can get outta here." Jerry flicked a few levers on the control to restore power and opened up the start button's glass hatch. Except, as soon as he hit it he heard a feminine yelp as the carnival ride whirred to life. His head shot up and he saw a young blonde girl rush to buckle into one of the seats in front of him as the ride spun. Jerry rushed to hit the Switch Shield button to bring it down, but nothing happened. "Right the safety feature." He grimaced, knowing what was about to happen. As the ride began to spin and the shrill screams of the blonde girl shot past his ears, Jerry felt a sudden tingling sensation. His vision began to shift, seeing both the blonde blur rushing past

  This is it. This was the photo I received to find out that this was truly over. I had made a wish on Christmas Eve to help my father. My dying father. It was innocent enough, a wish for him to not die. How was I supposed to know that it would somehow switch the bodies of my girlfriend and himself overnight? When we realized what had happened, we all worked together to try to fix it. My girlfriend couldn't be of any help, she was barely able to move from her hospital bed. So me and my father worked to find a solution to my wish gone askew. It all began changing slowly at first however, then it began to get faster. What changed was my father's personality. He was of course fascinated by his new body, who wouldn't be? But it was what he began doing that started to worry me. Dressing skimpier, stealing glances at his body when he was supposed to be researching, I even caught him playing with his breasts a few times. After a week, the final nail in the coffin came when he show

I understand why some people might do these. Convenience, fear of copyright strikes, etc... But I can't support it. A caption is a caption. The point is to craft a story from the image you use, or something like it. We have disclaimers and contact information for a reason. AI "Art" isn't art and all these captions and scenarios being generated with AI images just rubs me the wrong way. It looks way too fake and just not like a caption. Don't care if you support it. It looks tacky and really dumb. -W2323

I noticed the neighbors daughter next door, Maria, had been acting strange recently. Sneaking out, bringing home people she shouldn't, a lot of girls, and I mean a LOT. To others I would be labeled a creep and a weirdo again for noticing this. But to me, it stuck out as I knew Maria wouldn't ever do things like this with her being the shy and reserved book nerd she was. Maria was still beautiful don't get me wrong, but her personality shift and sudden dress sense change was startling. So I decided to do some detective work by placing a small listening device near the window to her room. Sooner or later, I knew I would hear something. Other than the numerous sexual moans and sounds of sex happening in her room. I didn't hear too much, until one day... "Hmmm, might be time to trade up soon," Maria said "getting a bit bored and it pretty much looks like I've done everything I can do in here. Maybe she has a hot cousin or something I can play around with.

Emma was almost done with her science project before a set back caused her to have to stay late at night at the lab. A storm raged around her as she tinkered away with the chemicals, writing notes here and there as she watched the effects of her experiment. She was getting sleepy however and she was so close to being done, so she forced herself to stay awake so she could finish up and head home. "I hope this storm calms down a bit. I don't want to walk back to the dorms in this." She sighed, staring out at the little window to the campus outside. "What's up with that lightning though? Is it, purple? Weird, I must just be super tired." At that moment, a bright flash cascaded through the room, and suddenly someone else found themselves within Emma's tight young frame. "Woah shit woah. I'm not in the prison...? Where am I?" She said, immediately clasping a hand to her mouth. "That's not my voice, and..." she trailed off, looking

"Oh I can get used to this now I think." Alex said as he looked in the mirror At first switching bodies with Leah seemed like a nightmare. Both logistically and realistically. After a day or two of respecting Leah's body, keeping up with her workouts, and eating the foods she required him to eat. It was all starting to get to him, he thought being trapped in her body would be a nightmare. That is until last night. Alex had finally gave in to his new urges and curiosity and really took inventory of himself. Not that he wasn't already curious, and at this point had seen and touched Leah's naked body multiple times. But those times were just to change clothes and step in the shower. He never did anything like he did last night. Running his hands down his smooth toned body, sensually squeezing and prodding at the breasts that currently hung from his chest, and massaging the flat slit between his long supple legs. Bringing Leah's body to an overwhelming orgasm was

"Please don't do this. You can't leave me like this!" Kelly pleaded, pausing to cough violently. "No can do sweetie. I've been waiting for this. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." Richard, the man now in her body said. The subway began to slow down and Richard stood, uneasy on his new legs. "Didn't really expect to be a girl but..." he trailed off, looking down and adjusting his new bosom "beggars can't be choosers, heh, literally." The subway hissed and fully stopped, doors opening to let people out and more passengers in. Richard took one last look at Kelly in his body, barely able to stand. "Just try and fall asleep. You might get lucky." As Richard hopped off the subway and watched it speed away. He looked down at his new body with joy. When he had heard about the Public Transfer curse, he knew it was his last option. Being homeless was never his choice, but with the rising prices in N