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