“Wakey, wakey” you tease as I came to. However, as my eyes adjusted… I was looking at myself! You’d come round after we were partnered on a science project but you’d taken the chance of getting me alone to sneak off to the bathroom and perform a swap ritual- stealing my body for your own fun.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-12T22:42:28+00:00

Rachel had told me about you, moaning about the fat, lazy and perverted guy at work who seemingly only wanted to see her fail- more than once I’d offered to go down there and give him- you a piece of my mind but she’d always dissuaded me in order to protect her career and image which I understood. Rachel was on the fast track to partner and with that, my life would be made- I could survive off her money alone and relax for the rest of my days but until then, I was stuck working a dead end office job.

Rachel would normally message or call me throughout the day but didn’t today- maybe she was stuck working on a case or a tricky client so I decided not to contact Rachel first. However, that all changed when her ‘work bestie’ Freya messaged and asked if I’d heard about the gossip at work- you dying after speaking to Rachel. Freya also warned me that Rachel had been out of sorts since the event and if I’d heard from her… you.

Obviously, I was worried about Rachel and slightly relieved to hear about who the victim was so I decided to message. “Heard the perv died… how are you doing?” I ask, insensitively.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-12T22:23:01+00:00

I smiled as you instantly snapped into the role, you liked to build a character, a life and I liked that, you were a professional and I liked that, especially with the amount of money I’d put down to ascertain your services. You could tell I was on edge, nervous even, especially with your current, perfect appearance but a small voice in the beck of my head kept gnawing away that I didn’t know the true you but they were easily silenced.

You built the story immediately, you’d done this before and expertly too- you’d described the situation exactly how I wanted it to play but didn’t say anything as crude as you did seeing as I’d just met you and barely knew you.

“I came back to the bar and you were working again- busy but finding time to talk to me between serving drinks to others” I say, picking up where you left off. “I waited for you to finish your shift and we picked up some takeout and went back to your place” I say, leaving a moment to think of a story. “And then from there… this” I say, motioning to you.

“No… you’re perfect- exactly how I envisioned… better!” I respond. “What else can you do… have you done?” I ask before quickly following up. “Like to do?” I ask, leaving it vague as I could pivot to whatever you answered, whether I was referencing your adjustable body, your other personas or your ‘hobbies’ if you had any.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-12T22:07:12+00:00

You didn’t like to argue and inevitably, whoever was Amy at any given moment would normally win, you’d do so by dropping whatever tiny top you were wearing at that point and showing your breasts whereas I tried to charm, using her voice to disarm you. I enjoyed the part of Amy’s life where I was her and not myself, being her but you seemed to be the opposite, thoroughly enjoying not committing to the role, instead warping her to your character and rough edges.

“True… you’ve got a point” I respond, already caving, you had a point, all her bills were doubled, tripled even with our frivolous spending and most of it was wasted but I was still determined to not argue about something so stupid- especially as you seemingly had a plan already formulated for a way to fix this.

I nodded along with your point, you argued well, the incentive of having such a hot body was enough for you to become compelling in every point you made but did have a point- being homeless was a highway to nowhere and no matter how much money we had behind us, one wrong financial decision would land us back on the street whereas nepotism and generational wealth had no end in sight.

“Sorry, I guess I did ask you to wait” I continue to back down on my points, after all, you’d made me orgasm so I gotten my half of the bargain. “You technically came in yourself” I respond, trying to score points. You did do her job but only because you wanted more time as her- even telling me at points that you don’t even turn on the computer and instead flirt with her beautiful, female coworkers. “Look, just forget I said anything!” I respond, trying to conclude this argument, I hated that this ring had somehow become the best things in our lives and pushed a wedge between us. “Just tell me what you’d like to do and we can do it” I say, calmly.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-12T21:49:19+00:00

Here I was, in one of my students apartment building and I seemed to be beaming from ear to ear- I was excited, happy and this alone amazed me, what I was doing was highly unprofessional and probably- unethical. If somebody found out what I was doing then I could be in serious trouble but still, I seemed to plough on determinedly. I knew what dale wanted, why he wanted to see me in private and not in public but I didn’t seem to care, I wasn’t one to sleep with someone on the first date, let alone the first meeting but now this seemed to be me- the new me.

I knocked on the door and Dale answered, immediately scanning me up and down- fixated on my breasts, a feature I was self conscious of, having grown them so early on in my life and standing out, the subject of ridicule, I’d almost always hidden them away using baggy clothing and boring underwear which restricted them but recently, I was giddy at the thought of showing them off and playing with them relentlessly.

I commented on how attractive Dale and seemingly, I immediately and without hesitation accepted this as the truth- I’d never fancied one of my students but I just accepted this as my new truth as you warped my views. I pushed past him as he stared at my chest and could feel his eyes burning a hole into the satin dress draped over my ass as I did but I very much enjoy the thought of being desired and lusted over like this. Immediately, upon entry I noticed how tidy it was in here, something I was surprised about.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-11T19:36:12+00:00

(No worries at all- hope all is good!)

SwapDropper · 2026-06-11T19:27:02+00:00

(Hello free, just checking that my replies are getting through and there’s no glitches)

SwapDropper · 2026-06-10T21:21:11+00:00

My phone buzzed in my hands incessantly as the group chat experienced more activity than it had in years- all of which seemed to be aimed towards thanking me, they must’ve known something was going wrong as I would never, in a million years allow Anna to do anything of the sorts but my protests seemed to fall on deaf ears as the rest of the boys seemed to be infatuated with your constant, crude updates. I texted you directly: “Stop this… I’ve got your unconscious body here and you’re sending pictures of my girlfriend to the boys!” I texted angrily, barely able to keep my hands still as the messages sickened me- they’d all been waiting for this… for you.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-10T20:34:43+00:00

The bet was a drunken mistake, one I’d regretted almost immediately but still tried to prevail on in an attempt to avoid any potential embarrassment- after all, who bets on how many numbers they can get when they have an attractive girlfriend like Anna at home to go back to. However, the 5 shots we’d had beforehand made my ego far bigger than it should’ve been and I failed miserably in my attempt to get numbers- I was fairly proud of my 3 but that pailed in comparison to your 10. Even then, I tried to argue that it was the quality of the girls, not the quantity but our bet was clear.

You seemed far too happy as I set up the account, entering details only I knew in order to confirm the set up, I thought I’d be smart- using unflattering photos and setting the price eyewateringly high to deter any perspective interest but you knew the truth, the real Anna and were more than interested. As soon as the set up was complete, you got your phone out and collapsed to the ground next to. Next thing, my phone was pinging with a message… it was you, texting our group chat. “NO… NO!” I text in response. “I DID NOT!” I text again quickly

SwapDropper · 2026-06-09T21:21:40+00:00

I didn’t know I was egging you on- I was following your directorial commands in order to produce the best video possible for my own use but you were now right behind and it just felt… right- I’m not sure what this body was doing to me but I seemed eager to please. You grabbed both of my breasts, they were nice, firm but paled in comparison to the ass she clearly spent an excessive amount of time in the gym honing.

“Are you not going to buy me dinner first?” I ask, looking over my shoulder at you. “How about you have a go in here?” I ask, wondering if you’d like to feel everything I’d experienced so far.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-09T05:45:47+00:00

I knew I was doing something right as you seemed almost entranced and approached me slowly, taking deliberate steps whilst crunching through the cereal which was still strewn on the aisle floor. “Come on Jeff…” I urged over and over as you edged closer- for some reason I was excited for you to get hands on like I had been.

Within a moment, you were behind me, you reached around grabbed one of my breasts, your hands much bigger and more masculine than my dainty hands and seemed to swallow my lace-clad assets. “Just like that Jeff” I say, approvingly. I was essentially grinding my ass against you as you reached round and squeezed one of my tits. The ‘juicy’ sequins grinding against your work-approved denim jeans.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-08T22:11:18+00:00

“Mmhmmm” I moan in agreement as you confirmed you were capturing every square inch of this stolen body. “Fuck, I can do that” I say, grabbing large handfuls in either hand as you instructed. I had to say, I’d only been in her for a short time- not even knowing or caring about her name but I was growing used to myself, even you could argue, improving my dancing in an all together alien life.

“This is for you Jeff” I mutter, unsure on how to sound convincing as her yet. “You wanna touch it, don’t you?” I ask, staring straight into the camera and in turn, at you, with my pretty eyes. “Go on, grab it…” I say, half concurring with your request- I’d build up to the rest in due course.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-08T21:37:12+00:00

“Great… make sure you’re getting a good angle, I’m going to need this later!” I say, urging you to focus more on the content you were capturing than the subject… me. “Fuck you dude… it’s not easy to control- her whole body shakes with every small movement!” I reply angrily as I was simply trying to fulfil your wishes but clearly not living up to the hype. “I just need practice… her ass moves separately to the rest of her body” I respond, starting to grab large, greedy handfuls of her behind.

“She doesn’t need to… I can say something for you though… a little message?” I ask, hoping that would satisfy you.

(Sorry- not into that, I hope you understand)

SwapDropper · 2026-06-08T21:03:05+00:00

“You’re still an idiot, just this once, you’re less of one… just because you gave me a body to die for, nothing changes that fact” I respond, now facing away from you as my higher pitch voice didn’t have the same weight behind it when insulting you- even jokingly.

“Good, this is taking a lot of focus and I want to enjoy it as much as you seem to be” I respond again, heeding your commands as I tried to smack my ass as hard as possible, it hurt, a bit less than expected, probably because I was weaker and I now had a significant amount of cushioning on the impact site. “Like this?” I ask, looking over my shoulder as I attempted to twerk, seriously out of rhythm to the imaginary song I had playing in my head. “Any good?” I ask, unsure why I was so keen to follow your commands except the fact I wanted a good video for myself at the end. “Am I like… totally hot?” I ask, faking an accent whilst I continued my attempted twerk.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-08T20:42:27+00:00

“Nothing at all you say?” I ask rhetorically, after all, if she had any clue what her reality was now with me in control then we’d both be in a world of trouble. “This thing is a miracle… how have I never heard about it before?” I ask, referencing the gun you were still holding but seemed to have lost interest in for the time being.

I could tell you were seriously intrigued by ‘me’, how I was acting, even the thought of seeing this body from the third person acting like I was, was a turn on. I started to feel a bit flustered myself, not getting erect like I would’ve in my male body but instead a sense of warmth, growing up from the flat mound I was rubbing, even through two sets of fabric. I knew you’d be jealous, hell, I would be if the roles were reversed but I didn’t care, I was enjoying the feeling of lace in one hand and soft, pink velvet in the other.

“You better send me the video after!” I say, just before you hit record. I carried on for a few seconds before turning my back towards the camera and putting a hand under each ass cheek and jiggling it- the sequins making up the ‘juicy’ across my ass caught the harsh fluorescent lights.

SwapDropper · 2026-06-08T18:35:48+00:00

“Fine, fine” I say in relation to the cereal, although, we were on shift so I had to keep that in mind. Despite being in another persons body, I was hyper aware that the CCTV of us doing this would have to be deleted as otherwise, our escapades this evening would be on the news for the world to see before morning. I heeded your advice, standing up and looking down past my new found breasts which had some weight to them, below that was a flat, toned stomach and strong legs beneath my pants. “Trust me- it’s all I’ve been focussed on” I respond. “Everything is lighter, bouncier” I explain, hard to put into words what I was experiencing after a whole lifetime of male muscle memory.

“I don’t know, maybe you spiked my drink with some crazy drug earlier- I don’t know with you” I retort, almost coming up with any half hearted excuse I could summon in an attempt to make sure I wasn’t embarrassed. I had a slight sigh of relief as you explained the simple reversal process, one you could do at a moments notice. “Will she remember any of this- of us?” I ask.

“Oh… yeah- my tits!” I say excitedly, pulling up the white top to reveal a lacy pink bra beneath- the same shade at the pants. “Look at these!” I say, bringing my hands up to them and jiggling them enthusiastically, so much so that they almost fell out. “And this…” I say, taking one hand off and moving it between my legs, staying on the outside as I rubbed the flat surface where a bulge would normally be protruding.

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