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Summer got out of the shower and put on a towel. She was trying to get ready for the Halloween party that night, but a series of strange circumstances had her on edge. Unnerving shapes in the corner of her vision. Unnatural noises she may or may not have imagined. Dark figures appearing on the edge of shadows. Even in her house, she was still getting paranoid. "Calm down," she told herself out loud. "There's no such thing as ghosts." Oh, is that so? A terrifying, shrieking voice made itself known. Summer freaked out. "Who's there? Where are you? Why can I hear you in my head?" She couldn't see anything, but she could now sense there was some kind of presence in front of her. The voice also seemed so familiar. She thought for a few seconds until it came to her. "Wait, Amber?" Happy Halloween, bitch. I bet you almost forgot about me. "No, that's impossible. This isn't real. You're dead. You got hit by that drunk driver...

"How am I ever going to get used to this?" Rowan asked his friend. He was getting used to his new physiology as a girl and stood topless in front of a large mirror. His hands hovered over his large breasts, then shifted downward towards his panties. "The textbook says phantom sensations should cease after a day or two. Simon replied. He had just taken a shower for the first time. "If your boobs still feel separate from the rest of you-" "That's not what I mean," Rowan turned around. "I look at my reflection and still see Angie, not me as a girl. I thought the whole purpose of this class was to expand how we see identity and self." Travis entered the room full of glee. "Isn't this great, you guys?" he cheered, having not read the room. Rowan just went to grab Simon's book and cover up his boobs. "Woah, sorry," Travis laughed. "I guess not everyone is comfortable with their bodies yet. You have to admit swa...

Erica was very nervous about getting married. It started out as normal pre-wedding jitters, but when the big day came she had a full-blown panic attack and disappeared. She definitely loved her fiancé, so it wasn't like she didn't want to marry him. Everything was simply too overwhelming for her right now. Her parents recognized that this incident wasn't without precedent. They had long believed their daughter had some kind of social anxiety, only it had clearly worsened to the point of anguish. And with the deposit having already been paid down and guests arriving, something had to be done quick to save the wedding. Luckily they had a solution: their son. The venue staff helped Mason to put on the wedding dress. He was uncomfortable enough being in a copy of his sister's body. Seeing her face in the mirror, having her large boobs as his own. He looked at his father with contempt. As bad as this situation was, he believed he could at least tolerate it for an hour or two...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 Stanley managed to discreetly steal the security pass from the lab's "psychologist." After falsely requesting a few days of isolation to see if his symptoms improved naturally, he made his move. He got a rough idea of the layout of the facility from before, so when the coast was clear he began scouting for new bodies. His first stop was a biracial woman roughly 30 years old. She was attractive, had great muscle tone, but her eyebrows were a bit bushy for his liking. Not a bad option, but Stanley decided to keep looking. Stanley spent all day avoiding lab personnel just to catch a glimpse at a dozen possible hosts for his consciousness. None of them were great options. Remembering the "psychologist's" words, the body had to be subconsciously compatible. It had to be someone he could see himself being, not just borrowing. The next day, he came across a petite, young Asian woman. She was well-pro...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 After going through corridor after corridor in a seemingly endless maze, Stanley had finally had enough. "Hello?" he shouted. "Is anyone out there?" He heard distant footsteps heading his way, until none other than the psychologist came around the corner to meet him. "You? What are you doing here? Where am I? What is this place?" He took a second to think. The strange building he was in, the mysterious circumstances, it didn't add up. "You're not really a psychologist, are you? "I- well, not really," he admitted. "What do you mean, 'not really'?" Stanley asked the man. "That's a 'yes' or 'no' question. What the hell is going on here?" "Let me show you. It will be easier to explain." He took him to a special room and input his code to open the door. Stanley was still in only his underwear, but was so bristled with rage he...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 , Part 6 Stanley woke up in a sudden jolt, breathing in so deep he nearly gave himself a coughing fit. The headaches were less severe now, but very much still present. His heart was beating so hard, it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He put is hand over it, only to feel his breasts. This had not been a dream; he was still a woman. Once again, he had no idea where he was. He turned onto his side only to find the edge of his medical bed. Lacking the strength to stop his fall, he slowly stumbled onto the cold floor. After taking a moment to gather his strength, Stanley tried to climb back onto his feet. It was extremely difficult to stay balanced; his head was buzzing and the room was spinning. He recognized that he was only in his underwear. Either he was being prepared for a medical procedure of some kind, or one was just recently done to him. He was both freezing cold and sweating profusely at the same time. The depressingly ster...

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 ,  Part 5 Stanley thought intensely about his recent escapade. He reminisced in his head all the wonders he just encountered, the feminine feelings he had explored. Kissing his best friend was already such a radical move, but having him penetrate him, and keep pushing harder and deeper up to the point of climax? A small part of him thought maybe it was a mistake. But most of him was happy to have gone through the experience. In fact, he wanted more. Sitting up in bed, he could he Roland working off steam by chopping wood outside in the dead of night. Feeling horny again, Stanley stepped outside wearing only a towel and a wide smile. Roland immediately stopped his work, turning in surprise to see the older woman asking for more. He too was worried that it might have been a mistake, that things would never be the same between the two of them. But seeing Stanley again quickly changed his mind, especially when he dropped the towel to show off his woman...

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 Stanley sat on the bed in Roland's cabin. After telling his best friend what he wanted to experience as a woman, he was worried that he had stretched their relationship too far. To his surprise however, the man didn't berate him or laugh or even make a sound. He simply began to undress. It didn't take much to convince him, apparently. He first took off his shirt, revealing his strong, hairy chest. Stanley sharply inhaled as he became aroused. Roland then unbuckled his belt and threw down his pants and undergarments together. Seeing a fully nude, muscular man in front of him caused Stanley to start emanating a wetness from his loins. In turn, he removed his top, showing off the black bra that covered his small breasts. Roland inched forward onto the bed, leading Stanley all the way onto his back. He let the man hover over him, showing his physical and sexual dominance. No words were spoken; there was simply an understanding between them. Bio...

Lucille was a very successful woman. She started her own business, made millions, and owned several luxurious mansions around the world. In old age, she devised a plan for her successor. It was her greatest desire to have another woman take her place as CEO, as she took pride in having started her own company, but she also wanted to keep everything within the family. She had no living female heirs, so a compromise was made in her will. Dylan, her eldest grandson, could only accept the inheritance if he swapped bodies with a woman. And the procedure would have to be done in total secret. For the rest of his life, Dylan would have to pretend he was Lucille's granddaughter, born a girl. Otherwise, the deal passed onto the next oldest male in line. Dylan didn't hesitate for a second; the money was too good, so he took the deal. Today was a day like any other, at least since Dylan underwent the procedure. He spent a lot of time in the bathtub, trying to acclimate to his new body. Th...

As the tide came in, and the cold water touched his skin, Troy regained consciousness. He was immediately in a panic; he had no idea where he was, or what he was doing here. The last thing he remembered was going to bed after a night out with friends. Now for some reason, he was on the beach in the body of a teenage girl. One with wide hips and large breasts and dressed in only a skimpy bikini. Even more confusing, his striking magenta hair seemed to be completely natural. It was not dyed or highlighted in any way. Troy stood up and started looking for an explanation for his surroundings? With no point of reference, his mind wandered in a thousand directions. Was this some elaborate prank? A game show? The future somehow? Had his mind been uploaded to a digital reality? Or maybe some aliens kidnapped and experimented on him, and they placed him in an open-world exhibit just to see what he would do. He had no idea what was going on, or where to even begin to find answers. So he just kep...