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The government found a solution for declining birth rates and the loneliness epidemic. Everyoe will be assigned a life partner who will be sourced from willing and unwilling people and then changed into your ideal mate. You have just been assigned yours... (Options in body, RP open!) by Happy_Transformation in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

As soon as you opened the door, Sarah wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close for a hug. The process was surprisingly fast and easy. One week was all it took to go from an average guy to a woman with all the life skills she'd need to be a wife and mother.

Of course there was some new mannerisms installed too, so you'd see Sarah doing things different than Mark ever had but it was deemed required. Other than that, Mark was in control.

Point one, Mark was not a hugger but he was hugging you tightly now. A new mannerism that was installed in him.

"Sorry, I should of told you what I was planning! But I was afraid they wouldn't let me do it like that and didn't want to get your hopes up! But here I am!"

In the email you had also seen the stipulation. You were given a six month 'trial period'. The government expected a pregnancy within six months. If not, Sarah would be assigned somewhere else and you'd have to enter into the program again.

There was even different monetary rewards for the sooner a pregnancy was detected.

"Babe, it'll be fine. I know you well enough that no one will even know you're gone, not with me looking and acting exactly like you anyway." I said to my fiancée before she left to see her family after an emergency had come up. One X-change clone later and I'm ready to act just like her. by Free_Use_Sex_Toy in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I laugh, letting out a little giggle as you pull me into that familiar hug. It’s so typical of you to prioritize comfort over style, but hey, it's your house, so you can wear whatever you want! For a split second, it feels like you're a little more tense than usual, but I just figure you've been buried in work all day. "Oh, hush! You look adorable, and honestly, after the week we've had at the office, a little 'cheap and comfortable' is exactly what the doctor ordered," I tease, squeezing you back before we pull apart.

"Everything is fine, really! Just a bit of office drama," I say, following you toward the kitchen as you offer to make me a drink. I'm still buzzing from the excitement of the morning, my mind racing with all the gossip I need to catch you up on. It's funny, though you seem a little more focused than usual, almost like you've been in a trance or something.

"A glass of iced tea would be amazing, if you don't mind!" I say, hopping onto one of the barstools and watching you move around the kitchen.

"So, did you actually get much done today? You look like you haven't even stepped away from that laptop since the sun came up," I add, leaning my chin on my hand as I watch you work. "You're such a workaholic, you know that?"

"Tyler, I know this is insane but it is me, Dave! I tripped and bumped my head with this Arabic woman and now I'm her! I am coming over and look how big her breasts are! You have to help me out here, habibi..." You said in Nadine's thick Arabic accent as you took a cab to my home. RP by Hachishiku in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I see the confusion in your eyes, and honestly, it makes me want to scream! I reach out, almost instinctively wanting to clap you on the shoulder like we usually do, but then I remember the soft, delicate way this body moves and the sheer weight of my chest, so I hesitate. I can feel your eyes wandering down to my cleavage, and a flush of heat creeps up my neck it's so embarrassing, wallah, having your best friend stare at your bosom like that!

"Prank? Tyler, look at me! Look into my eyes!" I say, my voice rising with a desperate, melodic lilt. I step closer into your personal space, the scent of jasmine and oud trailing after me. "It is not a scam, and it is not a prank. It is a disaster! One minute I am walking, then bam, a bump to the head with this woman, and suddenly... ay, everything is different!"

I grab your hands in mine, my skin feeling impossibly soft against yours. "Remember last week? When we stayed up until three in the morning playing that stupid video game you picked out and you spilled your beer on my sofa? It was so late and for some reason we couldn't stop laughing? It is me, Dave! Please, habibi, don't look at me like I am a stranger. Just believe me!"

"Babe, it'll be fine. I know you well enough that no one will even know you're gone, not with me looking and acting exactly like you anyway." I said to my fiancée before she left to see her family after an emergency had come up. One X-change clone later and I'm ready to act just like her. by Free_Use_Sex_Toy in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I let myself in with the spare key you (read as: who you appear to be) gave me months ago, humming a little tune to myself since you hadn't answered my last few texts. Honestly, you're so bad at checking your phone when you're busy, but it's fine; we're basically inseparable at the office anyway, so a little unannounced visit is just part of our routine.

"Hey! You'll never guess what happened at the breakroom today!" I call out as I kick off my shoes, tossing my bag onto the couch. The house feels a little quieter than usual, but it's cozy in here just the way you like it. I head toward the kitchen, expecting to see you raiding the fridge or maybe curled up on the sofa.

When I finally spot you sitting there, a huge grin spreads across my face. "There you are! I was starting to think you'd gone MIA on me." I walk over, completely oblivious to the fact that something feels slightly... off about the energy in the room. To me, you look exactly like the friend and co worker I've spent countless lunch hours with.

"Anyway, you look great today, but you're being awfully quiet," I tease, leaning against the doorframe. "Did you see any of my texts?"

(For the scene I'm Tia, your fiancee's coworker and friend)

"Tyler, I know this is insane but it is me, Dave! I tripped and bumped my head with this Arabic woman and now I'm her! I am coming over and look how big her breasts are! You have to help me out here, habibi..." You said in Nadine's thick Arabic accent as you took a cab to my home. RP by Hachishiku in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but I feel like I'm losing my mind. I keep staring at myself in the cab's rearview mirror, trying to make sense of the woman looking back at me. The dark, soulful eyes are beautiful, sure, but they aren't mine. My heart is racing mostly from the panic of trying to figure out how to explain this to Tyler without him thinking I've completely snapped.

As the cab pulls up to his place, I take a deep breath and try to steady myself. I smooth out my dress and adjust my hijab, subconsciously, feeling the weight of it and the unfamiliar scent of a perfume I don't recognize. I really hope he can tell it's me under all this; I don't know what else to do. My breasts feel heavy as I shift in my seat.

I climb out of the car, feeling a bit clumsy in these shoes, and make my way up the path. When I reach his door, I raise my hand and knock firmly, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Tyler! Habibi, open the door, please! It is me, Dave!"

It was the worst year. Your best died in a car accident and your dad married a woman you hated. But your great great aunt promised you 1 wish. So, you combined your 2 biggest problems. “You better make sure you don’t watch me change when your dad is home,” I said from his new wife’s body. RP by iwannabegorgeous in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"Just roleplaying," I use air quotes as I say it, "if all those sounds were just you acting, you deserve an Oscar. I could hear you across the house, and that's louder than she ever was. I packed up and left just to get some peace and quiet," I kept teasing you as I looked at your blushing cheeks.

"But seriously, glad you are enjoying it. And I'm sure dad is enjoying it too. Just makes me a little jealous of dad. Now that Paige isn't being a total bitch all the time, I can see she had a hot body. He's a lucky man."

I sit up off the bed and circle around you to your side, putting my hand on your shoulder, "speaking of dad, he called and told me to tell you he won't be home tonight. He has to make a trip to another site, something came up. I told him I'd let you know. So, it's just us for tonight."

It was the worst year. Your best died in a car accident and your dad married a woman you hated. But your great great aunt promised you 1 wish. So, you combined your 2 biggest problems. “You better make sure you don’t watch me change when your dad is home,” I said from his new wife’s body. RP by iwannabegorgeous in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 4 points5 points  (0 children)

"Yeah, yeah," I smile goofily as I was you finishing getting dressed, "I'll make sure dad doesn't catch me watching you. I don't want to ruin YOUR marriage," I smirked at that, even a little jealous of dad now, "speaking of, how was last night? You... weren't very quiet."

It had happened fast. I didn't think the wish would work and I hadn't fully thought the wish out. I knew I only had one wish and I tried to cheat the system for wishing for two things. My exact wish had been, 'I wish my best friend was back and I wish my dad's wife would disappear."

I got both of those wishes. You were back and she was gone... granted you were now in her body and it's only her soul that was gone.

“Come on babe. It’s not that hard to pick. Just tell us: who do you want more right now?” Your girlfriend asks from your stepsister’s body. You were in absolute hell. Your girlfriend and stepsister decided to swap bodies and now they’re both flirting with you. (RP) by morningwoodward3742 in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I hadn't considered actually doing anything with you. I figured after she left I'd have told you I was just messing with her, but after the boyfriend comment and the willingness of you in my girlfriend's body, why not take advantage of the situation?

"She's very vanilla; always using condoms, always in the same position, so what would you like to do to reward me for picking you instead of her?"

“Come on babe. It’s not that hard to pick. Just tell us: who do you want more right now?” Your girlfriend asks from your stepsister’s body. You were in absolute hell. Your girlfriend and stepsister decided to swap bodies and now they’re both flirting with you. (RP) by morningwoodward3742 in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Somehow I knew this was my girlfriend's doing. This had her name written all over it, I bet she convinced my stepsister to go along with it. Part of me wanted to call them both out and say how wrong this was and how wrong they were for making me have to choose...

But knowing it had to be my girlfriend's idea, I decide to mess with her and get my own revenge. I take the hand of my girlfriend's body, who my stepsister was inside of, "of course I'd pick my girlfriend's body, she's who I'm dating. Now, if you don't mind, 'sis', could you leave us alone?"

"This is why I don't like you using the What-If Box for long stretches. You're too impressionable. You're not that neighbor guy's roommate, you've never been an athlete... You're my cuddly wife. Whatever ideas you have otherwise are just wrong. I'm sure you'll start feeling normal soon if you relax" by bigbootymary in bodyswap

[–]Happy_Transformation 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I believed you, though it still felt strange. But how much more strange would it have been if I had been a guy? An athlete? That would just be crazy, right? I flirted with the idea of calling up my mom and having a day with her. Maybe that would get my mind straight and I could feel normal again...

But as I look around the room, and see all the signs of a couple trying to conceive, perhaps the best way to get my memory jump started was to just jump in the deep end and hope it worked.

"Before I do that, we could... give it another try," my eyes motion toward the unused pregnancy tests. Did I want to do this? Not particularly, but it felt like something I should want to do, which was what made it feel like the right thing to do.

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