Category: voluntary

Posted on by — Leave a comment

Two of a Kind 2: Ethan

Ethan’s girlfriend, Maya, has stolen the bully’s shapeshifting powers and is using them for her own ends. But she’s changed, and Ethan is determine to find out exactly what happened between her and the bully in Two of a Kind 2: Ethan, available on Body Swap Stories.

Ethan’s girlfriend, Maya, was fiercely protective of him and constantly urged him to stand up and defend himself from Connor’s bullying. Confrontation was never Ethan’s strong suit and Maya had taken on being both his loving girlfriend and his defender.

But she can’t defend him from Connor’s new ability to shapeshift. Ethan can’t even bring himself to tell her about it because it sounds too crazy. Anyone could be Connor in disguise, and Ethan becomes ever more scared and withdrawn. Maya notices the personality change and disappears one day to confront Connor.

They both return…different. Maya has a newfound confidence bordering on aggressiveness. Connor is meek and mild and almost scared to be seen with Ethan. It’s almost like they switched personalities.

Maye refuses to tell Ethan anything about what happened when she confronted Connor except to say that she stole the source of his power: the shapeshifting nanobots. Now Maya is the one transforming, and she uses her powers on herself and Ethan to transform them into exact duplicates of the school’s hottest couple. They enjoy the most sensual encounter of their lives before gender swapping so they can experience it from the other side.

In all the excitement, Maya doesn’t seem to notice that Ethan has stolen some of her nanobots. He works on mastering their shapeshifting power so he can discover why Maya is acting so different. What happened between her and Connor?

The truth may be more than Ethan is ready for.

This is Ethan’s story.

Part 2 of 3.

Ethan had been content to just get by at high school. At eighteen, he wasn’t popular but he wasn’t unpopular, either. He had a few close friends. An awesome girlfriend in Maya who somehow loved him despite his awkwardness. Hell, she took almost as much grief from hanging with the nerds as he did just being a nerd. They both loved puzzles and games and escape rooms. This love of problem-solving extended to their digital lives as they experimented with jailbreaking apps on the internet.

When AI came around, they extended their jailbreaking experience, exploring and sharing tips with other online fanatics to get the programs to ignore their safeguards. It was another form of hacking but a little more social because AI needed to be treated as a person. Tricked and manipulated into doing Ethan’s bidding in a way that he could never pull off against a person in the real world. To Ethan, these systems had the IQ of a genius and the naivety of a baby and it was fun to hack them. Nothing malicious. Just to prove that these systems weren’t as safe and foolproof as the developers claimed. His proudest moment was getting a call from a credit card company that was using an AI voice bot and then tricking that voice bot into revealing the name and email address of the company CEO. For the big reward, Ethan had thrown in a suggestion every now and then but Maya had done most of the work, though she had shied away from the publicity and begged Ethan to take her place so that he was the one who posed with the big, fake check.

Connor had been a terror to Ethan for a long time. Ethan didn’t know why he’d been singled out. Why do bullies do anything? But the torment had steadily been growing worse. Maya insisted he just needed to punch Connor in the nose and he’d learn his lesson and go away but Ethan thought that would just inflame the situation. It didn’t help that Maya could cowl Connor and force him to back down seemingly through sheer force of will in a way that Ethan never could. Maya had that killer instinct. The competitive streak hidden beneath a cute, unassuming veneer and which revealed itself at the unlikeliest of times. Apparently, staring down bullies brought it out.

When Maya saved Ethan from Connor that day behind the cafeteria, Ethan feared it would just make Connor worse and he told Maya so but she scoffed.

“How could it get any worse? I’m telling you, you just need to stand up to him once and he’ll fall apart. I mean, he can’t even face me!” She said, brown eyes flashing.

It had gotten worse. He’d been shocked when the principal accused him in front of the whole school of peeing in his pants. Where had she got that idea? The next thing he knew, everyone was whispering about him. The principal, Mrs. Morgan, seemed to stalk him all that day just so she could make fun of him. Wasn’t it her who started the nickname? And what was he going to do, fight the principal? Maya certainly wanted to and he had to restrain her. Ethan would take it quietly like he always did. He just wanted to be left alone to play with his programs.

And then Mrs. Morgan had pulled him into the hallway during class and Ethan’s whole world crumbled as he watched his beautiful, busty principal transform into his bulky, pug-nosed tormentor. Ethan barely heard Connor’s threats as he tried to process this break from reality. Connor hammered home his new abilities by transforming into a series of people, ending as Maya. For Ethan, it was the ultimate shock watching his loving girlfriend direct her venom at him, even knowing that it was the bully manipulating her body.

Connor made good on his torment, popping up at the most unexpected times and turning Ethan into a nervous wreck. Ethan was constantly on alert while at the same time completely unable to do anything as random strangers mocked him, teachers picked on him, friends turned on him. Every now and then Connor would show up in his usual body and smirk at Ethan, enjoying watching Ethan cower as he stomped by, knowingly he was completely untouchable with his awesome and impossible powers.

Maya noticed the change in Ethan. The way he became more withdrawn. She questioned him but he held back the truth from her. It was too crazy. At times he would wonder whether she really was Maya or just Connor in disguise, biding his time for the next humiliation. Then she would reach for him and compliment him or kiss him or just scoot near him. Surely, the real Connor wouldn’t do that? Still, Ethan’s constant alertness seemed to gnaw at Maya. She finally cornered him one day at his house as they lounged around his bedroom, each engaged in their laptops.

“What’s wrong?” She asked after he sighed.

“Nothing,” Ethan said, avoiding her eyes.

“Something’s going on,” she said, swiping her hair behind a delicate ear.

Her slight brows were furrowed in annoyance and he just wanted to kiss them smooth. He sat on his bed as she paced back and forth in his room.

“You’ve been different lately. I mean, I don’t blame you. I’m not sure why the principal decided to pick on you. Have you told anyone about it?”

“No one would believe me,” he pushed up his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

The principal was just the most blatant of Connor’s many guises. Maya had no idea about the many other people Connor had become.

“It’s obvious, though. Surely, it’s against some rule.”

“Just leave it.”

“No. It’s not fair. Ethan, if the principal is being a bully you need to stick up to her.”

“Should I punch her in the nose?” He suggested wryly. “No. That’s just for Connor,” she said, hands clasped behind her back, missing the humor in her focus on solving Ethan’s problem. It didn’t help that she was lacking crucial information.

Read the rest on here..

Posted on by — Leave a comment

The Experiment

An accident in the grad school lab swaps the bodies of Jamie and his long-time crush, Lauren, and he soon finds being in her body is much more sensual than he ever imagined in The Experiment.

Jamie has had a crush on Lauren since they meet years ago in school and his attraction has only grown since then. When they end up at the same grad school, Jamie jumps at the chance to spend even more time with Lauren by signing up to help with her work on transferring thoughts.

But when they try it on themselves, the machine swaps their bodies and then burns out, leaving them stuck. With the part to repair the machine on order, they’ll have to spend the next three days in each other’s skin. On the bright side, this is a huge opportunity to experiment with trying out life as the opposite gender.

But while Jamie may have Lauren’s body, he still has his own male libido. His own male lust. And it’s now focused on his new body. How can he possibly keep his hands off himself now that he’s in the body of his crush? How can he resist this once in a lifetime opportunity to experience every sensual thing about being a woman? How can he refrain from being seduced by Lauren’s flirty female roommate? And what will Lauren do to him if she finds out everything he’s done in her body?

Then again…maybe this experiment that swaps their bodies is the best thing to ever happen to Jamie and Lauren.

Jamie scooped up Victor, the white lab rat, and set him in the box at the start of the maze.

“Trial number four,” Jamie said, for the benefit of the cameras. He glanced over at Lauren, who sat at the end of the maze with a stop watch in her hand. “Ready?”

“Ready,” she affirmed.

“Opening the cage…now,” Jamie said, pulling up the grate that let the lab rat into the maze as Lauren pressed the button on the stopwatch.

They watched Victor scurry around corners and down passages. The rat’s personality had definitely changed after the experiment, but they needed more quantifiable data. Jamie pushed his slender glasses up the bridge of his nose as he tracked the mouse’s motions. When Victor arrived at the end, Lauren tapped the stop watch.

“Twenty three point two seven seconds,” she said, grinning. “That was about Hugo’s time! I mean, I guess technically it still is Hugo’s time.”

Hugo was the other lab rat. Victor’s partner in this experiment.

Jamie ran his hand through his short hair. “Holy shit.”

Lauren jumped up from her stool and grabbed Jamie’s shoulders, shaking him joyfully as she looked up at him. Her dark burgundy hair bounced across her cheeks and her green eyes were bright with excitement.

“Do you realize what this means?” She asked.

Jamie grabbed her shoulders back, grinning just as stupidly. “This damn thing works!”

She released him and squealed happily, shaking her fists with joy. Jamie watched her, the little throng of longing inside him that had never disappeared sparking briefly as he watched her pretty face light up with happiness. He thought she was the prettiest girl he’d ever seen when they met at age twelve and he still thought so ten years later. They’d become good friends, hanging out with their other friends every weekend, going to film festivals and museums together, attending her soccer games, even majoring in the same field. They’d split up after graduating high school to go to different universities but had never lost touch. Then, by happy circumstance, they met back up in real life when they both got into the same graduate program.

They’d been practically inseparable. Even that one night in their senior year of high school when he’d come so close to confessing how he felt about her. She preemptively shut him down gracefully, leaving no doubt that she had sensed his intentions and hadn’t wanted to ruin the friendship.

It stopped Jamie from voicing his desire but did nothing to stop the desire itself. The image of her gorgeous face, with the cute spray of freckles across the bridge of her perfect nose and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, was burned into his memory. He’d had girlfriends but Lauren was always at the edge of his thoughts.

She was so lively, so energetic, a little burst of sunshine wherever she went. And when she put her mind to something then nothing would stand in her way. Plus, her body was incredible. She still played soccer recreationally and kept herself fit. Jamie had seen her in a bathing suit a few times and, while he tried not to ogle, he couldn’t help looking at her. He still remembered her pink swimsuit she wore the summer after graduation. Her legs went on for days, disappearing beneath the form-fitting top that clung to the most perfect sculpted ass, her trim waist, and her slender breasts.

On a good day, Jamie thought of himself as the Peter Parker to Lauren’s Mary Jane. A little nerdy, with dark brown hair carefully combed to one side. Glasses. Polo shirts. He worked out a little and had compliments on his arms when he went sleeveless to the gym so he wasn’t a complete stereotypical nerd. Unlike Lauren, Jamie was content to mostly go along with the flow.

When the two of them met up again in the graduate program, Jamie jumped at the chance to collaborate on a program and get swept up in Lauren’s enthusiasm even though he didn’t think her work had much chance. Lauren was focusing on consciousness and its physical position in the brain. Together they constructed a prototype machine—not much more than a massive bundle of wires and two little computer chips with tiny needles connected to a vastly complicated computer—that, theoretically, would swap the consciousness of two living things. The project was so outlandish they even came up with a secret codename for it when they talked about it in public: the McGuffin device. Named after one of Lauren’s favorite philosophy professors.

Jamie and Lauren had gone through several mice, making adjustments to the machine each time, before they reached Victor and Hugo. The two mice had lived and, crucially, seemed to have switched personalities with no ill effects. Hugo now had Victor’s love of strawberries and Victor ran the maze just like Hugo used to do.

Lauren put Victor carefully back in his cage and then turned to Jamie. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this. This is huge!”

“Should we tell the professor?” Jamie asked, always a little more concerned with rules.

Lauren strode to the laptop and opened it up, flicking back through her notes. She swiped her dark red hair out of her face, tucking it behind a tiny ear. She pressed on her nose in thought as she poured over the data. Her white lab coat hung loose above her normal street clothes: black three quarter length yoga pants and a simple white top with some lace at each shoulder.

“No, not yet,” Lauren said. “I want to make absolutely sure we’ve done it. The data is good but…people still won’t believe it. If this becomes some late night comedian’s joke we’ll never get funding to do more. This will sit on a shelf in some office and be completely forgotten about.”

“But the numbers are all right there. Everything matched up. Victor and Hugo have switched tastes. They’ve switched knowledge of each other’s tasks. It’s as close as we’re going to get without teaching them to talk.” Jamie pulled on his lower lip in thought.

Lauren stopped and looked up at Jamie. “That’s it. That’s what we have to do.”

“What? Teach them to talk?”

“No,” she shook her head and looked up at him with her gorgeous green eyes. “They can’t talk but we can try it out on something that can.”

Read the rest here.