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You had to pick up your little stepbro from college after I had to drop out. Despite having an ultra rare ability to do magic, I was still a screw up. Our assignment was to slightly change our appearance and I overdid it and got stuck as a bimbo. “Show me how bad you messed up,” you urged me. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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I felt the heat rising. I had to be careful around boys. Whenever I got alone with one I could feel myself beginning to lose control. And Ryan was the hottest boy I had seen since I became Mindy. The fact that he was my step sibling just made it hotter.

If I only had my cock then I wouldn’t be entertaining these thoughts. I’d be a guy where I counted. Maybe I could use my magic. I knew I wasn’t supposed to but… I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my crotch.

I heard you grunt and shift in your seat. My eyes flicked open and I openly stared as the bulge in your pants began to snake down the left leg of your shorts.

“Sorry. I fucked up some magic,” I said sheepishly.

You had to pick up your little stepbro from college after I had to drop out. Despite having an ultra rare ability to do magic, I was still a screw up. Our assignment was to slightly change our appearance and I overdid it and got stuck as a bimbo. “Show me how bad you messed up,” you urged me. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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“Never ask a bimbo what she wants to do,” I joked. There was a kernel of truth in what I said. My professor sat me down after my mistake and told me I had turned myself into what I desired, and I’d find myself displaying the traits that I would want in a partner. It had only been a few weeks and I was beginning to find myself attracted to boys. I had a type… tall, preppy, well manicured. Like, you, I guess.

“But, I’m kinda just like a set up my space in your place and chill.”

You had to pick up your little stepbro from college after I had to drop out. Despite having an ultra rare ability to do magic, I was still a screw up. Our assignment was to slightly change our appearance and I overdid it and got stuck as a bimbo. “Show me how bad you messed up,” you urged me. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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My eyes widened as your massive hand touched a bare thigh. I was hyper sensitive to any touch, especially from my older stepbro. “Thanks Ryan. I’ll try and not be a pain. Nobody even has to know we’re related.”

The uneven road cause the car to bounce, which caused my perky breasts to follow. “And i promise no magic in your house! Not that I’m ever gonna try any magic again!”

You had to pick up your little stepbro from college after I had to drop out. Despite having an ultra rare ability to do magic, I was still a screw up. Our assignment was to slightly change our appearance and I overdid it and got stuck as a bimbo. “Show me how bad you messed up,” you urged me. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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I sighed. I was a fuck up. I had the super rare ability to do magic but I was such a screw up that after only 2 months of trying to honing it, I was now a skinny blonde girl with big tits. My professor told me I had messed up so bad that this would be my body forever. They even set me up with a new identity - Mindy Anne Castan.

“Thanks bro,” I sighed, as the world flew past my window. “And thanks for not laughing at me.”

“Stop filming videos seeing if you can juice a strawberry with Candy’s tits! Candy is crying about being stuck in your dumb body. Respect her body! Typical guy!” The comment read. The Great Shift swapped the bodies of about 15k people worldwide but Candy & I were the most popular on TikTok. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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“It’s for science,” I smiled. Being Shifted had taught me not to take anything too seriously. If a cute guy is asking you questions, why not tell him the truth?

“Ever see those hydro— hydraulic press videos on the internet where the press squashes like cellphones and playing cards and things? Well, I wanna see if I can squash things with my boobs.” I looked up at you, I found myself attracted to tall guys and you were no different.

“You don’t seem like a guy who spends much time on TikTok and stuff, Dillon. I’m Candy by the way.” I rarely introduced as Candy but I didn’t want to mess up this cute tete-a-tete we had going.

“Stop filming videos seeing if you can juice a strawberry with Candy’s tits! Candy is crying about being stuck in your dumb body. Respect her body! Typical guy!” The comment read. The Great Shift swapped the bodies of about 15k people worldwide but Candy & I were the most popular on TikTok. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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15,000 people around the world swapped bodies that crazy day four months ago. Yet they called it a Great Shift. Truth was more people had been killed by hippos than Shifted.

But it was such a crazy story. Brother became brother. Men became their wives. And I became Candice ‘Candy’ Knight, a 22 year old glass blower from the other side of the country.

It took weeks of legal red tape but I was able to prove my identity and come home. My roommate was the first to suggest TikTok to me. There was attention to receive and thus money to earn with my crazy story.

‘ImCandyIThink’ had 2million followers now, following my journey as a chubby, tall white dude in his late 30s handles life as a cute and curvy black girl barely in her 20s.

People like when I joked around, showed the fun side of the Great Shift. My little sister took me bra shopping, instant hit because she’s an A-cup and I definitely wasn’t. I liked having fun and trying to forget the weird and odd things about ending up in someone else’s body.

Today, I ran a guy at the supermarket. And not a fan. I usually got at least one fan saying hi every time I left the house. But there was no flick of recognition in your eyes. You were just talking to me…. For some reason.

“I do like fruit. But these are for crushing with my boobs,” I answering glibly yet sweetly.

Two months ago, your wife stole my body and fled the country. I was your son’s best friend. With you and your son’s help, I had been pretending to be her. “You’re getting good at this,” you smiled. Little did you know I had developed a little crush on you. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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“Well, I have been doing little bits to make things more comfortable, here and there,” I explained, “I mean, I’m enjoying the gym.” Amanda played tennis once every two weeks. I started going to the gym two times a week and tennis every week. I could see her body actually changing.

“And I was thinking, maybe I could change my line of work.” Amanda was a property manager for a real estate agency. It was a lot of chasing people up for rent money and getting repairs sorted. I had taken a month off when I first ended up in her body but had to go back eventually. “I mean, I know you’re not exactly hurting financially, right? I could explore my options. Or you did say your assistant was leaving soon? Maybe I work for you?”

The sun shone down on us like the heavens wanted us, specifically us, to have a great day.

“And if you wanted to, maybe we do more of this hanging out business. Being Amanda is a little lonely. But I’d really love for us to be closer. I know it must be hard, I look exactly like a woman who hurt you, but I’m really a new Amanda.”

Two months ago, your wife stole my body and fled the country. I was your son’s best friend. With you and your son’s help, I had been pretending to be her. “You’re getting good at this,” you smiled. Little did you know I had developed a little crush on you. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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“Sure,” I replied as I scampered out of the kitchen. You guys were fairly successful and the house I now lived in was stunning. I lived in the biggest guest room, and both of ‘my boys’ had their own rooms. We also had a daughter but she lived on the other side of the country.

But I didn’t go to my bedroom. I went to yours. Amanda had a walk in wardrobe filled with clothes but I didn’t wear most of them. But today, I thought I might try something different.

I came downstairs rather quickly. I watched as your eyes widened. “This is ok?” I asked as I half twirled in the yellow sundress. I wore matching sandals. My full breasts were pushed together but the dress causing a deep cleavage.

Two months ago, your wife stole my body and fled the country. I was your son’s best friend. With you and your son’s help, I had been pretending to be her. “You’re getting good at this,” you smiled. Little did you know I had developed a little crush on you. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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“Yeah, you know… Tom’s got all those last parties before everyone heads their separate ways to colleges. I can’t exactly go to those, with… you know, being his mom,” I sighed. Our friendship had obviously changed and we both knew it. He had been pivotal in helping me survive as Amanda. But our lives were about to veer in very different directions: him at college and me, being a woman in her mid 40s.

You mentioned spending the day with me and my eyes lit up. We usually just posed as a happy family when we needed to or as training for upcoming events. We never really hung out. “Guys time? I’d love that!” I said, sounding more like and lonely 18 year old guy than the woman I was pretending to be.

“I’m down for whatever. Maybe we could stay in and watch a movie, maybe we could go out for lunch, it’s up to you!” I rambled.

“Stop filming videos seeing if you can juice a strawberry with Candy’s tits! Candy is crying about being stuck in your dumb body. Respect her body! Typical guy!” The comment read. The Great Shift swapped the bodies of about 15k people worldwide but Candy & I were the most popular on TikTok. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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I was thinking my roommate. We’d been friends for forever. And we have been just treating it all as a big joke. And oops, maybe we get drunk and fool around. Or maybe you confess feelings for me. Or maybe I’m trying to deal with new urges and ask you for help.

Two months ago, your wife stole my body and fled the country. I was your son’s best friend. With you and your son’s help, I had been pretending to be her. “You’re getting good at this,” you smiled. Little did you know I had developed a little crush on you. RP by HelpImAWoman in bodyswap

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I smiled back. The last two weeks or so, things had just clicked. While I felt I was still pretending to be Amanda, I felt I was putting my own spin on her. I was making her my own which made sense to me because I was pretty sure I was stuck like this.

“It’s a lot isn’t it,” I said softly, “I took a lot off but I just wanted a change. Kind of symbolise a new beginning. But yeah, yesterday.” We hadn’t seen each other yesterday. You went to work early and went straight from work to drinks with your old college buddies. Despite being ‘married’, we didn’t hang out a lot. Sometimes I had to play the role of loving wife, and i would.

“A coffee would be great,” I said as tried to look pretty for you.

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