In and Out

I'm Adam, an average 24 year old guy, I work a deadend job and there isn't really anything noteworthy to say about my life. For a while now I've tried to find something to do that would give my life more nuance, more excitement in some way. I've tried picking up new hobbies, cooking, going to the gym to try and put some muscle on my skinny frame, reading, but nothing has seemed to stick. I was looking at articles online about interests and hobbies that are easy to pick up when I scrolled to a list that named meditation. I've always known about it but have never tried it out for myself. Maybe meditation would be the perfect thing that would give me some neeeded sense comfort and contentment in my life. 

I looked up a video tutorial on how to meditate and followed it step by step, I sat with my legs crossed, closed my eyes, took deep breaths. I felt stupid at first but pretty quickly I began to feel myself fall into some kind of trance, an undescribable feeling of what felt like my mind leaving my body. I could feel myself smile at how nice it felt, and I could barely hear the video anymore. The last thing I heard the woman in the tutorial saying was to focus on something that gave me happiness, something that I enjoyed. My mind quickly flashed to my neighbour, a woman named Laura. It was not that I personally knew Laura or had some kind of friendship with her, far from it. I hadn't even ever talked to her, but I had seen her, and I had tried to look at her for as long as I could when I got the chance. Laura must be the most attractive woman I have ever layed my eyes on by far, all the way from her flawless hair, to her gorgeous face down to her perfect, unbelieveable curves. Simply looking at her was enough to make a man's day, but of course it came with the dissapointment of knowing one could never have her. 

As my mind focused on Laura, on her face, her body...I began to feel...strange. The strange feeling of my mind amplified and it felt as though all of my senses were being pulled towards my thoughts of Laura. It felt intense in a way, like I couldn't open my eyes or move a muscle if I wanted to, like I was falling into a bottomless pit of darkness at a million miles per hour. But just as it felt like I was about to hit the ground...my eyes opened.

But I didn't see what I was expecting to see, I was outside, I saw that I was in the park close to my apartment building. I was suddenly standing up, the confusion was overwhelming me at first, but reality begun to quickly come back to me. I looked around to see if anything was off, but everything seemed to be as ordinary as can be. But then, I began to notice a strangeness about myself, like something, everything was off about myself. A weight was one my head and I felt hair tickling my cheeks and neck, something I have never felt before due to always having had short hair. I noticed that my perspective felt like it was shorter off the ground than it should be. And also the clothes on my body didn't feel like anything I've ever worn, much too short and tight. As all of these sensations were flooding my mind I quickly looked down at myself and the sight almost made me faint. My body...was not my body. The first thing I my eyes came in contact with was the way my chest very clearly protruded outwards in two large globes. I held my hands out infront of me, dainty, obviously feminine fingers moved under my control. My arms were thin, delicate, wrapped in a white sweater. I noticed long, heavy locks of hair hanging down the sides of my face as I looked down at myself, long hair that was clearly attached to my own scalp. 

I could hardly believe it or accept it in my mind, but I was in another body, a woman's body. As reality began to set it my new hands shot up to cup my face. My cheeks were perfectly soft and unbelieveably smooth. I adventourously traces my now manicured nails across my lips, feeling how soft and plump they were, then over the bridge of my nose, my cheekbones and my eyebrows. Everything felt different, like my entire face had a different structure, like my wasn't wasn't mine anymore. "What the-" I breathed out loud but stopped as soon as I heard the light, feminine voice leaving my throat. Yep, definetly a woman, I am inside of a woman's body, I thought to myself. It didn't take long for me to get over the initital shock of it all and as soon as I had accepted the face my attention and curiosity quickly diverted back to the more female features of my new body. The protrusions of my chest much have been breasts, full on female tits, and they weren't small whatsoever. My male mind peaked with interest and without hesitation I wrapped my fingers around the hem of the croptop sweater I was now wearing and in one move pulled it up over my new chest. 

My gaze was met with one the nicest set of tits I had ever seen cupped neatly into a black bra. It was only now that I realized the weight of them and the straps of the bra over my shoulders. I didn't even give a thought to any of the people around me in the park, if they were looking at me or not. As soon as my hands were about to get familiar with the boobs I now apparently owned, I was snapped, pulled back out. 

In what felt like an instant I was back home, sitting on the floor, in my own body. I breathed heavily as my senses adjusted to being back in my orignal body once again and at the shock of what I had just experienced. The whole experience had only lasted a few seconds and had been so shocking that I could barely understand what had happened. I quickly began to reason how it must have been a dream of some kind, an illusion or halucination that came from my deep meditative state. I got up off the floor and chuckled at how bizarre this medidation thing could be. I went on about my day, cooked dinner, did the laundry and such. But during it all I could never shake the thought of what I had just experienced. It felt real, too real to have ever been some kind of a dream or product of my imagination. It sounded insane but I had to have been inside of that woman's body. 

The afternoon turned to night and as I got myself tucked into bed the thoughts were gnawing at me more and more. I knew I couldn't forget this and move on, what if I was right? What if I had actually managed to enter another person's body? I began to think back on what I had done, how I had meditated and then in an instant found myself inside of her body. I began to question who the woman had been, and that's when I remebered that it was when I had pictured Laura was the moment when it had happened. Was it Laura's body I was inside of? I decided that the only way for me to quench these thoughts and find out if it had really happened was to try it again. I pulled up my laptop and played the same video again. I sat up and redid all the steps I had done previously. I pictured Laura, her perfect body in every detail, and I felt all the same sensations overcoming me once more. Before I knew it...I was somewhere else once again. 

This time I wasn't outside, but I was definetely somewhere I had never been before, inside an apartment. It was a nice apartament and it looked similiar to mine, only more tidy and with nicer decor. I spotted a mirror on one side of the room and quickly made my way towards it. As I came face to face with the mirror the sight blew me away. In the reflection wasn't me, the same old face I had seen a million times when looking in a mirror, the face that looked back at me face the stunning face of Laura. The realization made me lose my balance and I gently fell down on some sort of table sat infront of the mirror. 

There she was...there I was. Laura's face looked back at me with a look of disbelief that mimicked what I was feeling inside. My eyes ran down the figure in the reflection, Laura was dressed in only her bra and panties, likely having just gotten ready for bed like me. Her body looked incredible, her tits looked even better than I could have imagined from seeing them hidden under clothing from a far. Her waist curved inwards then out to her pefectly shaped thighs. I moved my new hands up and saw Laura in the reflection doing exactly the same. This was real, I had actually someone swapped into Laura's body. The revelation made excitment quickly bubble inside of me and a proud and devious smile formed on my new face. I watched as Laura smiled back at me with her perfect teeth as I reached up to cup my new tits. They felt incredible and I squeezed down on their softness. I let out a low groan of satisfaction in my new female timber and began to fondle myself without restraint. The sight alone would have been enough to turn me on, but the sensations themselves, of squeezing Laura's tits while feeling my tits being squeezed was like a loop of arousing sensations. But then I felt the familiar sensation I had felt just before I had been put back into my own body before. I quickly focused my mind and tried my hardest to fight it off, to focus on Laura's body, on staying inside of it. After a few moments of intense focus, the sensation passed. 

I was still inside of her body, I realized that I had to focus on keeping my mind inside of her pretty little head, in control of this perfect body, and it was something I had to learn to improve upon. The smile came back to Laura's face as my hands resumed their exploration. I began to trail my fingers down my flat stomach, around the curve of my waist. "Oh fuck you feel good" I breathed out to myself, and the voice that came out was all Laura. Hearing her voice saying the words sounded effortlessly seductive and only added onto the arousal that was rapidly coursing through me. But the arousal didn't feel the same as what I was used to. I no longer had a dick that could get erect, I looked down between my legs and only now came to think of how I had a vagina, Laura's vagina. I breathed out as I could feel a foregein heat building withing it's area, a growing, aching need to be stimulated. This must be what being turned on as a girl feels like, I thought. One of my small, feminine hands continued reveling and squeezing down on the incredible softness and fullness of one my tits. While the other slowly slid down my stomach to the vagina I now had. I trailed a finger across the surface off my panties and as I came in contact with the slit between my legs, I felt my whole body tense and react to the sensation. "Holy fuck this thing is sensitive" I chuckled to myself. 

But this vagina was screaming to be touched, and my mind was screaming at me to touch it, to touch all of this delicious body. My finger slid back to the slit and I began to slowly slide up and down on it. My mouth gaped open at the intensity of it, of how it made my entire body light up and tingle. Fuck it felt good, good in a way that words couldn't describe. And I only wanted more, my finger sped up and I slid my other hand under my bra to knead the nude breast. As I came in contact with my now hardened nipple I let out an involuntary moan of surpise and sensitivty, even my nipples were sensitive as hell. I quickly tore off the bra over my head, not having the patience to undo it's clasp, and revealed Laura's naked tits to my reflection. I groped them with hunger as my pussy screamed for more attention. I let my fingers dive down under my panties and came skin to skin contact with Laura's vagina. It was soaking wet, I was more turned on than I had ever felt before so it made sense. My fingers quickly got coated in the juices of my new pussy as I slid my fingers up and down it's entrance. I touched the top of the slit, the world renowed G-spot, and the intense sensation that came with touching it was unlike anything I had ever felt before. My jaw dropped as high pitched squeaks left my throat. My fingers were drawn like a magnet to it and I began to rub it with intensity. My wide hips began to buck into my hand as I played with Laura's pussy. My other hand was kneading one of my big boobs, pinching it's nipple and rolling it between my fingers. I wanted more, I was feeling high and drunk on this pleasure all at the same time and I slid my fingers into the entrance of my vagina. 

It felt so incredibly tight and warm, and the feeling of literally entering myself with my own fingers wasn't anything I had ever experienced before. I began to pump them in and out, twitching and twiddling my fingers as I did so. The moans leaving my pretty lips were getting louder and louder and I rolled and humped my hips against my hand as I fingered myself with passion. "You're so fucking hot" I moaned to my reflection as I stared at the sight of Laura intensly fingering herself. I could feel myself nearing what I knew must be an orgasm and my fingers sped up. My hand squeezed harder onto my tit as jucies were gushing out of my pussy. "Fuck..you're so fucking..sexy" I pant inbetween moans before my whole body feels like it explodes from the inside. My legs feel like they turn to jelly as waves of unimaginable pleasure course through every nerve in my body. I let out a long moan of pure satisfaction as I let the orgasm wash over me. My eyes shut tightly closed as I experience all of it, but as I open my eyes again, I'm back in my dark room, sitting on my bed once again. 

I let out deep breaths as I satisfied and wicked smile forms on my face, it was real, it was even better than real, and this is only going to be the beginning. 

TO BE CONTINUED?

(Hello! I'm really very sorry that I haven't posted a story in forever. I just lost the motivation to sit down and write any of them, but I would love to begin again! This story was more of a test to see if there actually is anyone at all visiting this blog or reading any of my stories at all haha. I would love to hear if any of you (if there even is anyone reading this lol) would like me to continue writing, and what you think of this story or any of my other ones! And if so if you have any ideas or desires for me to continue some of my stories I have posted or for any new ones I could write. I am quite sure I have set the comments to allow for anonymous comments to be posted, and I think you don't even need to have an account or anything to comment on this post. So please do so if you would like to, I would really appreciate it!)

Silent Agreement Part 1

 I got home from work and sat myself down at my computer like I did every day. Browsing through forums and different communities online was usual for me. I was reading through posts when something caught my eye, somebody had posted a link to some webiste that was apparently brand new. I clicked the link and was sent to a simple page that only contained a short paragraph and a box to write text in. It looked liked some scam that somebody had rushed to put together. I was about to click off the page until I began reading the short paragraph. 

This website is linked to a brand new technology accessible to anybody who finds this. By writing the name of any person within 30km of you that is using an electronic device connected to the internet in the box below, you will temporarily switch bodies with that person. 

My eyes widened in surprise as I read the paragraph, this website was actually saying that it had the power to swap people's bodies. I didn't believe a word of it, but I kept reading. 

Simply write the person's full legal name, along with the amount of time you wish to be in that person's body, and hit enter.
DISCLAIMER: THIS TECHNOLOGY IS NOT YET FOR PUBLIC USE, BE QUICK WITH USING THIS WEBSITE BEFORE IT IS TAKEN DOWN.

I still didn't believe a word of what this website was promising, but I didn't see any indication of having to pay or connect a creditcard of any kind, so it isn't looking to steal money from gullible people. Out of curiosity I decided to try it out, most likely nothing at all would happen and I would just feel like an idiot. 
I began thinkin about who I would want to switch bodies with, many different people who lived in my city came to mind, including my friends, old classmates, my boss, my siblings. But none of them seemed interesting enough. I opened Instagram in hopes of getting some ideas, I scrolled for a few seconds when I saw the perfect person. 

I looked at the recent post made by my coworker Rachel, and all the pieces clicked in my mind. I didn't know Rachel personally, I had only had a few brief interactions with her at work, but god was I attracted to her. If I would swap bodies with anyone, I knew I would want it to be her. I closed Instagram and went back to the body swapping website. In the box I wrote: Rachel Lewis, 10 Minutes. If this really was going to work, I only wanted to test it out, therefore I chose for the swap to only last for 10 minutes. I was expecting to feel like a massive idiot as I hovered my finger over the enter key and clicked. 

I felt a sensation close to an electric shock, and in an instant I was laying down and staring at a ceiling unfamiliar to me. I was holding a phone in my hand that wasn't mine, and on closer inspection I saw that my hands looked very different. I had manicured nails with white nail polish, and my fingers were slender and feminine. The other differences began appearing to me one after the other. Long strands of hair were laid over my forehead and sprawled out onto my shoulders and the bed I was laying in. My legs felt completely bare and the only clothing covering my lower half was tight and thin. I quickly let go of the phone and sat up. Immediately I felt a foreign weight jiggle on my chest. I knew exactly what all of this meant, but I still couldn't believe a second of it. My gaze turned down slowly until I was peering down into the cleavage of the tits now attached to my chest. I squealed in shock at the revelation of seeing my new, very female body, and the high-pitched sounds that came out of me only further made my reality clearer. I looked around the unfamiliar bedroom and saw a mirror at the foot of the bed. I scooted myself closer to it, feeling a large amount of soft flesh covering my ass. Finally seeing myself in the mirror, I was speechless and couldn't help but smirk a little as my hand slowly pulled down my top. 

I admired my reflection, dumbstruck at the reality. I was actually in Rachel's body, the website had really worked! I thought of the website and remebered that I had put the swap to only last 10 minutes. I knew I had to make the most of this time so I pulled down my top to reveal one of Rachel's breasts in all its glory. 

"God I look hot" I thought to myself as I wrapped my slender fingers around the soft flesh and squeezed down on it. They were amazing, and they felt just as good as they looked. Seeing Rachel in the mirror touching herself made me instantly grow horny. Rachel always dressed properly at work, and I had only dreamed of seeing her look so provocative. The lack of a growing erection between my legs reminded my that I no longer have the same equipment as I do in my own body. I slowly moved my hand down to my crotch, feeling both excited and nervous at the prosepcts of having a vagina instead of a dick. My fingers landed on the flat surface, and I could feel how damp my panties were from my growing arousal. I gently rubbed the tip of my delicate fingers up and down the wet entrance, and I was instantly hit by a surge of pleasure. It felt way to good to stop so I moved my finers down inside my panties and felt Rachel's raw pussy for the first time. It was coated with wetness and each pit of pressure I applied to it felt amazing. I rubbed it around, gently at first, but speeding up as I grew more comfortable and as it felt better and better. I stared into the mirror, seeing Rachel eagerly masturbating right infront of me was of the hottest things I had ever seen. I felt myself creeping closer and closer to my climax, as my breathing speed up and even some involuntary moans escaped out from my lips. I felt the orgasm coming and a wave of pleasure washed over my whole body. A long and loud moan came from me and I felt my entire body relax. I fell back down into the bed and was just about to relish the moment when I was back in my own rooms in the blink of an eye. I was still sitting down infront of my computer, but I felt something warm on covering stomach. I looked down and saw cum dripping down my stomach and chest, my pants were down around my ankles and my dick was semi-hard. I realized that Rachel must have been in my body, and had jerked off in it. I got up to clean the cum off myself as I thought about what Rachel had done in my body. At first it felt shocking but quickly I felt myself getting turned on by it. Knowing that Rachel had wrapped her hand around my cock, jerked it and made it cum, all while she felt it herself, was very hot to me. I hoped that Rachel felt the same way when she came back to her own body covered in her own pussy juice. 

I was expecting a message from Rachel, she had to have been incredibly confused as to what had happened, and I imagined that she couldn't have been happy about it. I did take control of her body and masturbated in it without her permission after all. But as the night went on, no message from Rachel came. I expected that tommorow morning at work she had to come and confront me. But as I entered the office, feeling nervous and embarrased at what Rachel must think of me, she didn't confront me at all. As I headed to my desk I saw her across the room, she was talking to a coworker and we made eye contact. Seeing her standing there, knowing I had actually been in that body, I had felt it from the inside out, made me feel a way that I had never felt before. But Rachel didn't look mad at all, she actually winked at me then looked away again. I felt confused and flattered all at the same time as I sat down at my desk. What could she have meant? The rest of the day went by and Rachel and me had no contact at all, as if nothing at all had happened last night. I didn't want to approach her, and she obviosuly didn't want to approach me. I got home that day thinking that she must have just forgiven me. The experience I had in Rachel's body would be hard to forget, I hadn't felt pleasure like that all my life. But I didn't want to steal her body for my own pleasure. I couldn't use her as my plaything. But when I was sitting by my computer that night, out of nowhere I felt the familiar shock sensation and in an instant I was in a completely different place. I gasped in shock trying to get my bearings by the sudden change in environement. But then I saw that I was holding a phone, and on that phone I instantly recognized that the body swapping website was open. I saw my hands and recgonized the white nail polish, but I couldn't believe it. I quickly opened the camera app on the found and the screen filled with the biggest surprise of my life. I couldn't help but smile a big cheeky smile at the revelation. 

I was in Rachel's body again, and this time it had been Rachek who had swapped us! Now I understood Rachel's silence at work, she must have liked being in my body last night, and she probably noticed that I had liked being in hers. Since she was in my body, she saw the website on my computer that I had used to swap us, and used it again today. She wants to establish a silent agreement between us, and I am all for it. As a way to notify Rachel of my approval of this agreement, I decided to send her a picture. 

I hoisted up my shirt, revealing Rachel's perfect tits for the camera, I grinned happily and snapped the photo. I sent the picture to my own phone number and went on to enjoy Rachel's body again. 

(MORE TO COME IN THE FUTURE)

Rigging Swap Class Part 3

 The days were flying by as I got more and more used to living my life as Ashley. But that also meant that the date of swapping back was getting closer. I tried my best to ignore the thought of losing this body and life forever and wanted to enjoy my life to the fullest. Over these past few months I had gotten to accustomed to being Ashley and having this body that I no longer felt like David anymore. If I was back in my old body I would never be able to act with the same personality as I do now, or feel the same pleasures. The thoughts depressed me as I finished taking a long shower, I dried myself off and squeezed on a tight bra over my tits and looked at myself in the mirror. 

I admired myself in the mirror, as much as I had gotten used to Ashley's body, knowing how to dress, do makeup, do my hair and everything else, it never ceased to turn me on. I looked deep into my reflection and thought to myself "There is no way I'm giving this body back". I was determined to keep Ashley's body forever, and an idea came to me. 

The next day I sent the Swap Class proffessor Mr. Brown a message to meet me by the garden behind the school. I knew my plan was perfect but I still felt nervous about it as I saw Mr. Brown approaching me. A smile grew on his face as he saw me, a common reaction that men have to me now. 
"Hello there Ms. Miller, you look fantastic" He said with a quick wink "What did you want to ask me, I hope nothing's wrong". 
"Not at all Mr. Brown" I said with a soft smile "I want to talk with you, man to man so to speak. I have a proposition for you"
Mr. Brown looked puzzled, but still intrigued. 
"I can't tell you how much I have enjoyed being in this body for the next few months, it's the greatest thing that's ever happened to me" I continued "I can see the way you look at me, the way every man looks at me, looks at these" I said as I grabbed the edges of my top and pulled them over my breasts, revealing my tits tucked beautifully into my bra. 

Mr. Brown's eyes grew wide and he become visibly flustered. Before he had a chance to say anything I continued speaking.
"Being in this body means I can see these whenever I want, touch them however I please. I can touch myself all over at my own pleasure. Would'nt you love to be able to do the same, I know Ashley is one of your students but you can't deny she's unbelieably hot."
I said as Mr. Brown continued listening in shock and confusion. 
"What's your point David, just spit it out"
He said in a stressful tone, I could see his face blushing up in embarrasement. I looked at him with a smile as I grabbed my top and pulled it over my head along with my bra, exposing my naked breasts to him. 

He swallowed hard and looked away, he most likely didn't want to seem like a perverted professor.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you can't strip right here, what if somebody see's us" He said with a panicked tone. 
"You can look Mr. Brown, it's fine nobody will see us" I said reassuringly. He slowly tilted his head down for his gaze to land on my exposed body. I could see the desire in his eyes, a feeling I never grow tired of. Once I gave him permission to look at me, it was hard for him to make eye contact with me again. 
"What I want to ask you Mr. Brown, is if you would like to experience what it's like to be in Ashley's body".
He quickly looked up at me, his attention peaked.
"Imagine being in this skin, all of this at you disposal at all times" I said running my hands over myself "and experience the female orgasm of course"
Mr. Brown looked very intrigued, I could see that all he wanted to do was say yes, but he was till hesitant. 
"We'll use the body swapping machine without anyone knowing and I'll let you be Ashley for the whole weekened" 
He was smart enough to know that there must be a catch to such an amazing offer, there is no way I would give away ownership of this body just out of kindness. 
"You would want something from me I presume" He said, still admiring Ashley's body. 
"You're a smart man, I'll give you that" I said, picking up my bra and top from the ground and putting them on again. "I'll let you be in Ashley's body if you help me keep it forever" I said with a smile. 
Mr. Brown almost choked at the propsition.
"That's absurd! I could never allow you to steal Ms. Miller's body for your own desire" He said shocked. 
"Come on, it's no sweat off your back, nobody will even know you were involved. And when will you ever get the opportunity that I'm giving you again" I said looking down at my breasts. 

I could see how conflicted he was, but I knew this body was irresistable. 
"What would you have me do?" He finally asked
"When the day comes that everyone is supposed to swap back, I want you to confirm that me and Ashley have swapped back. The only one who will know something is wrong will be Ashley herself, but nobody will believe anything she says while she's in my body. People will just think that David Simmons is some weirdo saying he's actually Ashley Miller." I said with a smile. 
Mr. Brown listened to my words and contemplated them for a while. Eventually he turned around and headed back towards the school. 
"Follow me" He said in a quiet tone. 
A huge smile grew on my face knowing he had agreed to my demands and I followed him eagerly behind. 

We arrived at a storage room where the swap machine was sitting. I patiently took a seat while Mr. Brown prepared all the technology for the swap. He was quiet the whole time, probably knowing how it isn't the right thing to do. I was excited knowing that my plan of stealing Ashley's body might work, but I was still sad knowing I would have to spend the weekend in Mr. Brown's old body. Knowing that somebody else would get to control Ashley's body filled me with a deep jealousy. I had grown so attached to it that giving it to someone else was a very difficult thing for me accept, but I knew it would be worth it. 
"Alright, everything's ready" Mr. Brown said as he sat himself down in one of the chair's of the machine.
I went over to the other one and sat down "Remeber the deal" I said as the helmets lowered onto our heads, and the swap commenced. 
As I woke up I immediately felt the differences. The weight of Ashley's amazing tits was completely gone from my chest, and all of her feminine curves aswell. The long hair that fell down the sides of my face and back was instead shortly trimmed. And instead of the flat crotch that I loved to play with I had the familiar sensation of a penis instead. I got up slowly, feeling aching pains all over my legs and back. It was awful having such and old and boring body. But it got even worse as I looked up and saw Mr. Brown enjoying Ashley's body to the fullest. He was jumping up and down, revelling in the sensation of being young again. And he was greedily grabbing at his tits and the rest of Ashley's body, much like how I did myself. 
"Oh my god David! This feels amazing!" He said in Ashley's voice. It was an absurd feeling seeing Ashley from an outside point of view for the first time since I swapped bodies with her. I had gotten so used to controlling it and having her face be my reflection that seeing it move on it's own was jarring. 
"Yeah I know it does" I said, dissapointed in hearing Mr. Brown's voice leave my lips. I couldn't stand seeing Mr. Brown look so happy so we exchanged information of where these bodies lived and I got him to leave. 
"Before I go, I want these" Mr. Brown said walking up to me and grabbing his glasses from off my face and putting them on himself. Ashley's body didn't need glasses but I guess it was a big habit for him to be wearing them. I watched him as he walked out of the door, Ashley's ass swaying from side to side with each step. I was already missing her body enormously and it had only been a few minutes. 
The school day was over quickly and I went to Mr. Brown's home to spend the weekened there. There was no way I would do his job for him while knowing he was enjoying Ashley's body so I planned for us to swap on a Friday afternoon. 

I knew Mr. Brown wasn't married which was a huge relief, not having to deal with some old lady thinking I was her husband would make the weekend a bit more tolerable. I arrived at Mr. Brown's house and looked around the place. My plan was to try and sleep away the days as much as possible, to not think about the old, wrinkly body I was now stuck in. I sat myself down in the livingroom and suddenly Mr. Brown's phone got a notification. It was a message from an unknown number and when I opened it, I was happily greeted by an image of Mr. Brown in Ashley's body. 

I don't know if he sent the image to me as some cruel joke or for himself to have for after we swap back. But I could feel myself instantly growing aroused at the image. The combination of simply seeing Ashley looking so lewd and also my memories and knowledge of inhabiting her body made me extremely turned on. I could feel my new penis growin hard in my pants and I tried my best not to think about how it was Mr. Brown's penis. I stared at the picture, my mind filling with memories of knowing what it was like to fondle Ashley's tits, to squeeze her ass, carress her skin and finger her pussy. Thinking about how it felt to get fucked while in Ashley's body drove me over the edge and I reluctantly grabbed Mr. Brown's cock in my pants and began rubbing it. As I began masturbating Mr. Brown sent another image. 

After seeing the picture I quickly came hard into my underpants. There was no way I would be able to last long while jerking off the Ashley's half naked body. I became grossed out by Mr. Brown's cum coating the inside of my underwear so I quickly removed my clothes and got into the shower. I refused to look down at myself, or even touch my skin. I let the running water do all the washing as I didn't want to remind myself of the body I was in. As I got out of the shower and dried myself off I thought of what Mr. Brown could be doing in Ashley's body right now. How he's probably fondling himself and pushing his fingers into Ashley's vagina. The thought began turning me on again and as I got into Mr. Brown's bed I saw that he had sent me another picture. 

He was laying completely naked in her body, with a look of complete enjoyment on his face. I grew incredibly envious but also aroused at the picture again. I couldn't resist but to masturbate again, cumming just as quickly as I did the last time. 

The weekened continued on with me sleeping, eating and jerking off the Ashley's body. Mr. Brown kept sending pictures of himself to his phone and I kept obsessing over each one. I felt disgusted masturbating with Mr. Brown but I just couldn't resist it. I counted each hour down until it was finally monday again and I would get swapped back into Ashley's body. I messaged Mr. Brown countless times on Monday morning to make sure that he would be back in his classroom before school started. I began feeling worried about him potentially running away with Ashley's body after having been able to experience it for two whole days. But my worries were calmed once I entered Mr. Brown's classroom and seeing him leaning onto his desk. He was wearing a set of sexy lingerie and fishnets that I had bought for Ashley's body that he must have worn underneath the clothes that he had already stripped off. 

He was carressing his body all over as a final goodbye as he looked up at me. 
"This had been the most incredible week, I can't thank you enough" He said with a smile. 
I nodded to him as I felt myself once again growing aroused at the sight of Ashley's body infront of me. I wanted to swap back as soon as possible to we headed into the connecting storage room where the body swap machine was. Mr. Brown prepared the machine and I eagerly sat myself down, feeling the sensation of the swap once again. 

As I came to I felt an immense sense of relief knowing I was back in Ashley's body. My hands flew up to grab at Ashley's tits, it felt like an enternity had passed while being in Mr. Brown's body. I looked over at him stepping out of the machine and I could see that he was dissapointed. 
"I need your promise that you're going to uphold your end of the promise" I said walking up to him. 
"I promise" He said with a reassuring smile. 
I smiled back at him and quickly went out of the classroom to go back to Ashley's dorm. 
It was amazing opening the door and walking back into the apartment that had been my home for the past few months. The sweet smell of Ashley filled my nostrils and all the things I had bought were scattered all over the floor just like I left it. I stripped off my clothes, picked up the nearest sex toy and tossed myself onto the bed, plunging the dildo deep into Ashley's pussy. 
My marathon masturbation session lasted for hours until I was completely exhausted, dripping in sweat. The day all the Swap Class members are supposed to swap back is only a week away and I know that I have to put the final steps of my plan into action. 

The day after I got swapped back into Ashley's body I headed to my old dorm where Ashley was living in my body. I hadn't seen her in person since the day of our swap since I was saving the moment until now. 

WORK IN PROGRESS, WILL UPDATE

Rigging Swap Class Part 2

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Rigging Swap Class Part 1

 I was one of the kids who wasn't popular in school, I did well, got good grades, but I never really got any attention from girls or anyone. My parents said things would change once I got to college, but that didn't happen. I kept on studying and getting good grades, but the few times I tried to approach a girl I found cute, they just giggled and laughed at me. Sometimes I wished I was one of the popular people, to see what it was like, how easy everything would be. I'd imagine what it would be like for one of those hot, popular girls to spend a day as me, how much they would hate it. But that was all fantasy of course, until it wasn't. At the start of my second year, our school announced that they would be implementing a new class based on new, groundbreaking technology. It was called swap class, students taking the class only had one assignment over a whole semester, they would swap bodies with a classmate and write up a report on everything they experienced. I couldn't believe it was possible at first until they brought all the students together into an assembly and demonstrated it by swapping two of the proffessors body's. Once everybody had laughed and realized this class would actually allow you to swap bodies with someone else, they swapped the proffessors back. I continued the day by attending all my classes, taking notes and asking questions, but in the back of my mind lingered the idea of swap class, I couldn't shake it. Being somebody else, having everybody around you see you as them, controlling their body to your will, it was such an exciting thought to me. But I knew I couldn't attend the class, I had too much on my plate already and I didn't want to get stuck in the body of some other nerd that's just like me. But then, as I was leaving my last class of the day, my biology proffessor Mr. Brown asked me to stay. I had been such a successful student in his class that I was got to be his assistant. I walked over to his desk as he sat down with a grin hiding under his thick mustache. 
"You've heard of this Swap Class right?"
I nodded in response, wondering where this was going. 
"Well, it seems like I've been asigned to be the proffessor of this new class. I told them I'm too busy as it is, but they insisted that I'm the most qualifed person to do it."
I saw the annoyance on his face, it seemed to me like he didn't take the idea of swap class very seriously.
"You've been a great assistant David" He said "The best I've ever had I believe, so I want to ask for your help with managing this new class."
He pulled out a paper from one of the drawers in his desk and handed it to me.
"All the students attending the class are on that paper, they are to be each randomly assigned a partner to switch bodies with. I need you to do the random assigning for me, use whatever means you would like, I don't mind"
He said as I grabbed the paper from his hand. I scanned through all the names, most of them I didn't recognize but one name jumped out at me, Ashley Miller. She was the hottest girl at campus and in my freshmen year I had made the mistake of asking for her number. I was rejected of course and all her friends and the popular guys made fun of me the whole year for it. But the idea that someone would get to swap bodies with her, be her, have her body all to themselves for a whole semester, surprisingly filled me with a feeling of envy. That's when an idea popped in my head. 
"Mr. Brown, do you think that I could attend this class?"
I asked suddenly, he looked surprised at the question. It was way past the deadline, but I was hoping for a miracle. 
"You want to waste your time in this silly class? Well, since you're such a great student and you're helping me out with this, I don't suppose why not. Just add your name to the list and I won't tell anyone."
He said with a quick wink.
"Thank you so much Mr. Brown"
I said with a big smile as I made my way out of the class and to my dorm. 

That night I sat at my desk in my dorm with the paper listing all the students infront of me. Since I didn't really know any of the people on the list I figured there wouldn't be much bias with me picking out random names by hand. I assigned girls to girls, guys to guys, and sometimes guys to girls. I had picked out all the names on the list until only two remained, Ashley Miller and me. I felt a feeling of nervousness in my stomach, I knew this wasn't right, manipulating the swap partners like this. But I also felt excited, nobody would ever find out afterall. I paired myself up with Ashley and sat myself on my bed. I opened my phone and pulled up Ashley's instagram. 

I scrolled through the photos, mesmerized at how unbelievably hot she was. Her giant tits, big ass and beautiful face soon made my dick stiffen up. 

I had jerked off the her instagram before, probably every guy on campus had . But when I looked at her tits, her tighs, her body, I imagined what it would be like to be in her body. Have her tits attached to me, control her thin feminine fingers, pushing her own hands into her own breasts and feeling all of it.  I closed my eyes imagining it as I kept rubbing my dick. Slowly tracing my hands down inbetween my legs and feeling her pussy, being able to touch it all to myself. The thought put me into overdrive and I climaxed heavily into my underwear. I got up to go wash myself, with a smile on my face as I thought
"I can't wait".


Around two weeks passed until swap class started, every night I had been looking through Ashley's instagram, masturbating at the thought of being in her body. And now the day was finally here, today I would swap bodies with Ashley Miller. It was the last class of the day and the students filed into Mr. Brown's classroom. I was one of the first people there, and I kept my eyes on the door, waiting for Ashley to come through. She finally arrived wearing a tight brown top, her hair done up in pigtails, with a bitchy look on her face. 

I thought about how I would soon be wearing those clothes, how it would be my hair and my face. I had to remind myself to not stare at her. The partners we would be getting should be a surprise after all. Mr. Brown stood at the front of the room, standing next to the body swapping machine. It had two seats, each with some sort of helmet looking contraption above them. The seats were connected by a big piece of machinery, cables were laying all across the room. Mr. Brown began the lecture, he talked about the purpose of the class, the instructions for the assignement, safety, risks, respectfulness and the like. But, I was too busy daydreaming to pay attention. Eventually he began calling up names, the partners I had assigned who would be swapping bodies with eachother. The first pair each took a seat in the machine, Mr. Brown lowered the helmet devices onto their heads and started the machine. A low humming sound began and each person fell limp for a second. They suddenly came to and experienced the shock of being in somebody else's body. When each person had swapped they were asked to leave the classroom. This process continued as each pair was called up to be swapped. Some were happy with their swap and some were definetely not. As the number of students in the room grew smaller, Ashley looked behind her shoulder to see who was left. I looked back at her and made eye contact with her for the first time since I had asked for her number. She gave me a look that was mixed with panic and dissapointment. I imagined she realized that the probablity of her swapping with me was growin by the minute. 
Eventually, there were only two people in the classroom left, me and Ashley. Mr. Brown called up our names and Ashley let out a deep sigh. As Mr. Brown had read up the names, he had looked at me and given me a wink, knowing that I had manipulated the assignments, but he obviosuly wasn't upset over it. 
I took a seat in the machine as my heart began pounding at the anticipation of the swap. I heard the machine start and then in an instant everything went black. 

The next moment I opened my eyes I quickly realized I felt different. I felt a heaviness on my chest, two long braids of hair hung down the sides of my face and tight clothes hugged around my body. I got up from the chair, immediately feeling my balance being very off. I looked down at myself, shocked by the sight of Ashley's massive breasts hanging down from my chest. I brought my hands up and inspected them, they were so small, thin and feminine. I opened and closed them into fists, feeling every sensation as my own. My instincts told me to grab at my new tits, to squeeze and fondle them to my delight, but I knew I had to wait a bit longer until I was alone. I looked up at to see Ashley in my body, it was a crazy sight, seeing my own body infront of me, moving on it's own. 
"Screw this, why'd I have to end up as some skinny virgin"
Ashley said using my voice, I opened my mouth to say something but struggled to find the words.
"Now, now Ms. Miller, be respectful. You signed up for the class knowing you would get a random partner. Or maybe I should call you David Simmons now" Mr. Brown said with a smirk.
Ashley rolled her eyes, sighed and said "whatever" in a defeated voice as she headed out of the classroom. 
I looked to Mr. Brown with a soft smile on my face.
"Well, I guess I can't blame you for choosing who you would swap with David, but that's your business, your secret is safe with me" Mr. Brown said
"Thanks Mr. Brown" I said, stunned by the high pitched voice that came out of me.
"To show my appreciation I'll give you a little peek" I said as I pulled the tight top over my tits, showing off Ashley's immense cleavege. "There's a lot to get used to here, I promise I'll write a great report" I said, playfully holding up my pigtails. 

Mr. Brown was speechless as I pulled my top down and headed out of the classroom. 

Since we were supposed to be living as eachother, we had to live in eachother's rooms aswell. Thankfully Ashley lived in a single dorm by herself so I didn't have to worry about any roommates. The whole way to the dorm I could feel Ashley's tits bounce with every step, I had taken out the braids she had done as I wanted to feel what it was like to have long hair handing down. I finally arrived at her dorm and found the key that she had in her pocket. I closed the door behind me and squealed a girlish squeek of happiness. I had done it, it was actually real. I pulled all of the clothes covering my off and threw them to the ground. I looked for the closest mirror and ran up to it with a big smile on my face. There I saw my reflection for the first time since I swapped with Ashley. 

I scooped Ashley's tits up in my now dainty hands, feeling them for the first time. They felt amazing and they were even heavier than I had imagined. I stared into my reflection seeing Ashley looking back at me. The happy look on her face made her look even more beautiful than the normal bitchy look she always has. I looked deep into Ashley's brown eyes, knowing that it was actually a virgin guy looking out from behind them. I grabbed a handful of Ashley's tits. Squeezing and kneading them. to my heart's desire. The feeling of finally touching them was euphoria, but also feeling the sensation of having my tits squeezed added to the pleasure. I let my tits drop down as my hands wandered around the rest of my new body. Carressing the soft skin that was now covering me, it blew my mind how soft and sensitive Ashley's skin was and I could feel all my fondling and touching sending signals down to my crotch. I was hornier than I had ever been and I traced my hand down to finally touch Ashley's pussy. 

With one hand grabbing at my tits, squeezing and pinching my quickly hardening nipples, I let the other slowly trace the outside of my new vagina. I could feel it was slick with wetness and the sensitivity of it sent rushes of pleasure through my whole body. I began rubbing it quicker, my eyes closing and my mouth opening at the already intense pleasure I was feeling. I almost accidentaly slipped a finger in and I let out a loud moan in response to the sensation. I pushed the finger in deeper, feeling my knees weaken as a response. My finger continued pumping in and out of Ashley's wet vagina and I fell back into a chair to support myself. A pressure of pleasure was building inside of me as I continued fingering myself, I decided to slip another finger in to add to the already extreme pleasure. I gasped loudly and my moans got louder as I kept pounding my fingers into Ashley's pussy. The sound of Ashley moaning turned me on even more and I got an idea. I began loudly moaning "David! Oh yes David!" to myself and hearing it said by Ashley's sexy, desperate voice made me speed up my fingers. I could feel the pressure reaching it's climax as I brought Ashley's body to orgasm. The feeling made me legs slightly shake briefly as I moaned loudly, feeling the intense surge of pleasure coursing through my entire body. The chair I was sitting on was coated wet with the juice from my pussy and I sat panting loudly, recovering from the intense orgasm. It was better than I could have ever imagined, much better than the male orgasms I have been so used to. 
I got up from the chair and made my way back to the mirror again. 

I looked at myself, seeing Ashley's hair roughed around and slightly disheveled, but still she looked as hot as ever. Or actually, I looked hot I thought to myself with a happy grin on my face. I leaned into the mirror to inspect Ashley's face, now my face. I opened my mouth slightly and ran Ashley's tongue over her perfect, straight teeth. The tought that Ashley's tongue was in my mouth, that I was controlling it, began turning me one again. I ran my fingers across my still wet pussy and rubbed the juice on my nipples. 

"This is my body now Ashley, and I can do whatever the fuck I want with it"
I said to my reflection as I giggled, squeezing and fondling Ashley's tits once again. 

I decided to walk around her dorm, my dorm for the next couple of months. It was all a mess, completely different from my own dorm room. Clothes, bottles and everything else was strewned around the place. I was thinking I might have to clean it up but I realized I can't waste my time in this body doing something so menial. I spotted her wardrobe and a smile grew on my face. I quickly opened it, stunned by how it was filled with so many clothes and outfits. I rooted around when my eyes caught something interesting. It was a halloween police officer costume that I had seen her wear on her instagram. I also found some sexy looking lingerie and pulled them out. I walked over to the mirror again and pulled the panties up my legs. The feeling of the tight fabric hugging me was pleasureable in a way I have never felt before. I pulled the bra over Ashley's tits and struggled with clipping it on. Her massive tits paired with my inexperience with bras made it very difficult but I finally managed to get it on. I picked up the police costume and pulled it on aswell. 

I played with the zipper of the costume, smiling at how difficult it was to unzip over my massive tits. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at how effortlessly good I looked. Ashley really could look good in anything at all and I began getting horny again seeing her body look so slutty in this cotume 

I pulled down the zipper again and grabbed a big handful of Ashley's tits, they looked so hot stuffed into the bra I put on that I couldn't keep my hands off of them. I struck a few poses while wearing the costume, giggling at myself and loving how cute Ashley's body looked doing it in the mirror. But I got tired of seeing her skin covered up so I peeled off the costume. I stood infront of the mirror in only Ashley's lingerie, I leaned in close to it was. I stared into my reflection. A slight smirk grew on my face that looked seductive on Ashley's. 

"God you are fucking hot" I whispered to my reflection, grabbing at my tits. Seeing Ashley's reflection lean in so close to me made it feel like Ashley was actually infront of me. With a seductive look on her face, wearing her sexiest lingerie I leaned my lips in closer. 

Through my eyes I could see Ashley leaning her face into mine, her lips only millimeters away from my own. Butterflies grew in my stomach as if Ashley was actually standing infront of me, I felt a tension growin as I made eye contact with my reflection and pressed my lips onto the glass surface. I had my eyes open, kissing my reflection, seeing Ashley's lips pressed up against mine. 

I pressed my tongue against the mirror in erotic desire for Ashley, imagining her tongue swirling around inside my mouth. I continued making out with my reflection for a bit until the glass was all fogged up and wet. I pulled my face back and looked back at Ashley, seeing how horny she looked. 

"I want to fuck you so bad" I whispered to myself as I pulled at the bra I was wearing, squishing my tits into my chest. "But being in your body is just as good" I said with a big smile plastered on my new face.