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.