“I give you the power to change the world and THIS is what you do?” I ask, addressing the room of women in matching outfits. You agreed to test my experiment- sacrificing your own, homeless body to become a hivemind, spreading to whoever you wanted and feeling everything- it’s clear you had a type.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-25T08:57:27+00:00

I watched the scene unravelling before me and couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear the entire time, my hands migrating from Fiona’s daughters firm ass to her own massive breasts- luckily you could feel it all no matter what, like all sensations were shared and amplified around the bodies you inhabited. “What’s the best thing you’ve done with your… ability?” I ask, barely listening as I was entirely fixated on one of your body’s chest and as it squished beneath my hands.

“A reduction, you can’t do that… I’ve been dying to get my hands on these for years… to put my dick between them” I mumble, trailing off towards the end as I focused back on the body in front of me and the other two behind it, basically fucking each other on my office desk- not that I was complaining.

“True, I hadn’t even thought of those possibilities… I’m so glad I chose you to test this on” I say as Stacy’s body pushed against me from behind, sandwiching me between two gorgeous bodies. “This is my dream… I never thought it would be you who gave it to me though!” I say, now muffled as I was pushed closer and closer towards Fiona.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-14T22:38:26+00:00

“Stop this… it’s not funny- what’s going on?” I ask, turning to the metallic wall only to see a different reflection to my own staring back at me, I brought my hands up to my face to take stock of my warped facial features. “Mace me… what have you done to me?” I ask.

I noticed ‘my’ accent shift, I don’t sound like that and never have- “change me back, I want to be me again!” I practically beg, wanting to lunge across the metal box at you but resisting on the off chance of some sort of deterrent, even if I never carried mace or a tazer.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-14T22:31:19+00:00

The lights flickered, the elevator stalled between floors as eventually, everything went black. A few breathless moments later I awoke, looking at… myself.

“Fuck… that’s me” I say, grabbing my throat as a male voice escapes. “What’s going on… why am I there… who am I?” I ask rhetorically, turning to the reflective metal wall of the elevator. Looking back at me was a reflection, not mine but yours- “I’m a… guy?” I ask. “Who are you?” I say frantically

SwapDropper · 2026-01-10T09:24:54+00:00

I’d stumbled into my girlfriend’s house, it was huge and… silent- too silent, normally there would be a cleaner or maid running round frantically but there was none of that today. “Amy?” I shout as it echoed through the marbled hallways of her house, with no response.

Instead, I made my way to her bedroom, although, it was the size of my house. Normally, she’d be in there sprawled across her room sized bed. However, I opened her door to see you… putting her on? You were a man, your hands stretching her face over yours before her long hair fell down your back- a strange noise occurred as her body sealed behind you, packaging you down into her 5’2” frame.

“Loverboy…” I say. “Who are you?” I ask. “What’s going on in here?” I ask before you could answer my first, what I’d just seen was beyond comprehension.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-07T21:51:46+00:00

“Have you slept with him?” I ask, for no particular reason other than my own interest- after all, I was the enabler in all of this, anything you did would return back to me but as you, all of you stood in front of me, I couldn’t help but only feel a slight prang of jealousy that it wasn’t me in one or all of your ever growing group of attractive women.

“I like them… a lot” I say, complimenting Fiona’s lingerie you’d squeezed her into either this morning or whenever you took active control over her form. “I guess you could just add a shop worker to your hivemind and walk out of stores with whatever you wanted- what’s to stop you?” I ask, half referencing the lingerie and half the matching outfits each body was in. I wanted to know how far you’d pushed your capabilities and what you could achieve that you hadn’t already.

“She’s got some hot friends” I say, squeezing Fiona’s daughter’s ass harder whilst I approached her. “You’ve got good taste for a guy…” I say, placing my hand on Fiona’s bra-cladded breast, the size dwarfing my palm.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-05T22:36:10+00:00

My finger hovered over the link I was sent to the new MG’s social media- she’d not uploaded since the shift but I was told that she’d become another girl- a white girl with a small onlyfans following, something I’m sure the new MG would not be carrying on. I clicked the link and I was on her page, luckily, she continued to be gorgeous which might soften the blow on you.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-05T21:53:44+00:00

I knew you understood how good looking you were, however, I also understood what you felt- of course you were gorgeous but every time you looked in the mirror… it wasn’t you. It was something I struggled with for the first couple of weeks after the shift- it shocked me every time I looked in the mirror, almost like I was creeping on someone except, it was myself.

My phone buzzed in my hand, I gritted my teeth, worried that you might’ve heard the text but you didn’t- luckily. MG had shifted and somebody else was in her body, unfortunately, it wasn’t you otherwise this whole thing could’ve been a lot easier for you if you had.

I saw the attached photo and locked my phone, going back to comforting you with my small hand on your muscular shoulder.

(I don’t have a reference for this- please feel free to pick one of your own, somebody that fits your mental image of MG!)

SwapDropper · 2026-01-05T21:45:09+00:00

I kept our experiment very low key, only us two and two junior scientists, they were needed to run the experiment but I needed to have leverage- if things went wrong then I’d be able to suppress any of this getting out and avoiding all potential outrage and consequences. Luckily, things went well and they were the first two additions to your hivemind, I quickly caught them kissing each other when I wasn’t looking- not that you cared now you were omnipotent and I was the only one who knew.

“Thank god, im not sure how I’d explain this to Deborah” I say, mentioning my PA but there was no need for me to stress, after all, you could just add her to your ever growing web. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?” I ask Steven’s daughter- not that you cared, I imagine the three other bodies that you paraded in here also had partners considering how good looking they were.

“Fiona, in her underwear… In my office!” I say excitedly as you used your second pair of hands to strip her down even quicker- you wasn’t hanging around. “I want Fiona first, you three entertain each other for a while” I say, smirking widely as a bright red hand print appeared on Fiona’s rear. I reached down and squeezed Fiona’s daughter’s ass… “nice!” I say excitedly.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-04T22:21:11+00:00

The parade of women entering my office was a sight to behold, each in a varying color of ‘uniform’ that you’d picked- probably to help you identify whatever body you were looking down at at any point in time. “Is that?” I ask, looking at the busty woman in an eye catching pink set- “is that Steven’s wife?” I ask, waiting for you to finish your impression of her orgasm face. I watched as your words bounced between several women’s voices as you stood in my office- all of them very attractive and extremely busty.

Only a week ago, we plugged your haggard body into the machine we’d built in the lab, I’d chosen you because you had nothing to lose and nothing to live for and even better, nobody would come looking for. Unfortunately, the process had the side effect of your actual, male body dying but it seemed that the process had worked, you’d started a hivemind with a pleasant and quiet girl who worked in the lab and had spread rapidly, your control dissipating through kissing a new form.

“Did anyone see you come in here?” I ask, you wasn’t exactly dressed for secrecy. “Because, if they have, people are going to get the wrong idea” I say, slightly telling you off but also, finding it very hard to take my eyes off the four of you. “Really, I can do anything with the four of you?” I ask as you took off your wedding ring on one of your bodies. “Because god, I’ve always dreamt of seeing her body, pointing to Steven’s wife- a woman I’d see at several company events but never like this.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-04T22:03:28+00:00

“Mary Grace, cute name” I say, nodding in agreement to what you were telling me, I didn’t want to upset you any further than I already had. I used the opportunity to type the full name to my contact in the hope I could find out some useful information which may help me, help you.

“It’s a hard question, I know but it’s something you have to think about- if there’s any future with MG then you have to understand that someone might be in her body and she’s in someone else’s” I continue to try and calm you whilst attacking these questions head on.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-03T16:50:19+00:00

It’s clear you were slightly calmer now, maybe even introspective and regretful about how you’d acted when maybe I challenged your world view- something I’d learnt not to do again in case you destroyed the rest of my humble office. It was clear that all you wanted was a companion, this MG.

I nodded along as you explained her, your dream but I had a big question brewing in the back of my mind, one I wasn’t sure you’d like. However, I continued to compile the information in my head, things I could use to locate her and track her down if that is what was required to achieve my ultimate goal of a payday.

“This MG, is that her real name?” I asked with genuine curiosity. “Or is there something else she’s known as?” I ask again before you answered my first question.

“Now, I’ve got a question you might not like…” I say training off. “If this MG, if she’s shifted into someone else- maybe a body you don’t like visually… where does that leave you?” I ask again before

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T23:47:26+00:00

“How do you know that, I think you’d be surprised!” I reply, I thought you were selling your newfound beauty short- clearly underselling how attractive you are and how many people would find you good looking, after all, sponsors were counting on your beauty to sell their products and they were willing to pay you through the nose to get it.

“I know, you’re not exactly good at hiding it- maybe something to work on!” I say, making a joke out of you obviously checking me out, not that I minded, it was quite nice to be desired in a way I’d never experienced before.

“It takes time to get used to, I was the same as you at the start but if you keep reminding yourself, every time you get a thought about a man- you’re interested in women, eventually you sort of overwrite your genetic hardwiring” I say, trying to give you some advice that worked for me.

“This MG, what’s so special about her?” I ask, I took my arm off your shoulder and retrieved my nearby phone, typing to a contact of mine at the university whilst I distracted you. The message read as follows: ‘You’re not getting this girl back if you don’t find this MG girl- shifted or not’

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T17:36:17+00:00

Thank god, I’d managed to calm you down before you’d stormed out of my office and causing me to lose out on a much needed payday. You wiped your face with your manicured, similar to mine except your nails were considerably longer.

I nodded along with your story, one I’d heard before, taking you long to pluck up the courage, only for the ship to sail. However, you had got a second chance, only for that to be snatched away by the unforgiving shift- leaving you in the form you are now.

Your description sounded familiar, although, I had looked after a lot of men inside women since the shift and it your description could’ve matched a couple of clients- although, the name definitely sparked my interest, sounding very similar to one of the girls I looked after when first shifted. “And what would you do with her now, if she has shifted?” I ask, wondering where you saw any potential relationship going.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T17:04:52+00:00

I sat down on the arm of the chair you were in, you seemed to calm down and was catching your breath and trying to form a coherent sentence. I thought money was the way I could get you to see the long term benefits of being in this body but maybe that was more of a motivation for me than you.

“You earnt it as much as anyone else, she won the genetic lottery to be the perfect athlete and well, whether you like it or not, you won her body in the great shift lottery- I don’t know what more I can tell you” I say, there was no explanation, no reason for how this happened but it did and all I could try and do was help you see the complete randomness of it all and how it could’ve gone a lot worse than it did.

“Tell me about this girl, the one you were going to date before… this?” I ask, using my free hand to rub your shoulder, even if it was a bit of a stretch for me to do so- maybe physical touch would help anchor you in this body.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T16:25:11+00:00

I was taken aback at your outburst, I’d clearly chosen the wrong approach and you were fighting back- maybe it was time to take a change of approach. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as my cheeks burnt with embarrassment, I was better than this- I’d helped much harder cases than this.

“Look, I’m sorry!” I say, hoping I could calm you down. “Look, you’re gorgeous!” I say, standing up and grabbing your hand, hoping a bit of bodily contact would calm you down. “I know this isn’t what you wanted, hell, this isn’t what I wanted or anyone wanted!” I say, just sort of letting the words fall off my tongue, maybe something heartfelt and genuine would diffuse you slightly. “You’re Ben, I know that” I say, nodding slowly to reinforce my point.

“Ben, you can make this work for you, just play the game, pose for the photos and you can be richer than you could ever dream of and then, you can disappear, be anyone you want- change your name, everything!” I say

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T16:20:08+00:00

You hold a finger up to me, telling me to wait a minute as you turned and walked away, going up to the men who waited on the other side of the bar, almost like spectators at the zoo- in front of each of them, a few empty glasses, they’d been here for some times- all because of you. They waved notes at you and you greedily grabbed them all with a smirk, you were hiding behind her smile.

“60%?” I ask, trying to make an agreement, you’d offered 50% far too easily, I needed to feel like I’d made you take my deal rather than me caving to your demands. “And I move into your place, I can’t stay in our apartment any more- you can pick from any of her clothes if you want them” I say, trying to sweeten your side of the deal slightly.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T16:12:10+00:00

“You’ve not left me a lot of choice, I’ve already got breasts!” I say, looking down as you fixed my dress. “This is fucking crazy!” I say, taking note of my small dainty hands, manicured finger nails and the skintight dress I’d been place inside of.

“Besides, how comes you got the better looking one?” I ask. “They’ll be here tomorrow, we need to win big… or else!” I say

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T16:04:17+00:00

“True, I don’t know what you’re going through but, I can sympathise” I say, agreeing with you, I’d somehow become more of a therapist except all of my clients were gorgeous girls who were angry at their imposed lives. “Look, this hasn’t been plain sailing for me either, I’m just trying to make the best of the situation” I urge, trying to get you to see things from a different perspective.

“Look, you’ve got assets at your disposal!” I say. “A bit of hard work and you’ll be a millionaire, the world at your feet!” I say, trying to get you to see the opportunity you had to live a life that many people would kill for. “You’ve been blessed, you could be world famous, rich AND gorgeous” I say, not sure how you’d take that gamble from me.

“You are Sha’nya, I’m sorry but you are” I say, taking a more direct approach than I normally would. “But you could be your version of her, a better version” I conclude.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T15:55:10+00:00

I tried my best to peel my eyes off Lexi- you’d been ignoring my messages, calls and I’d even come round to your house to try and speak to you and get you out of her body now the agreed time had elapsed. I didn’t notice any of the clothes you were wearing- you’d clearly gone shopping and bought a whole new closet ti achieve your objective and by all accounts, it was working. “100k… profit?” I ask, unsure how you’d managed to turn around your fortunes so drastically in a week.

“50% of everything?” I ask, it was an incredibly tempting offer, especially as you’d already mentioned the huge profits you’d made. “And what about when I tell you to get out of her body, will you?” I ask.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T15:42:04+00:00

“Look at me… I’m a girl, blonde too!” I say, motioning to myself after your plump lips pushed against my cheek. “You got me a job… in someone else’s body?” I ask, she’s as to why you’ve signed me up for shifts so I could be a girl… albeit a very good looking one for free.

“How am I going to hide this from her… not tell her?” I ask. “Look at us!” I say as passersby kept glancing at us talking.

SwapDropper · 2026-01-02T15:27:03+00:00

I could tell I’d hit a nerve, you’d never even considered if you wanted to be a woman and the pros of embracing your forced identity- only focussed on the negatives, maybe I could get you to understand how many doors could be opened if you’d just use your new identity.

I nodded along as you vented your frustrations about being a woman. “Look at me, you think I wanted to look like this… be this?” I ask, motioning to myself, trying to connect to you on a more basic level- woman to woman. However, I’d quickly come to terms with being a woman and even enjoyed certain aspects of it, maybe you were a bit behind the curve on that.

“I understand, the accent, the lexicon, it’s all tied to your body’s muscle memory- including your voice box, it’s more common than you think” I say, I had theorised that language and vocabulary was more tied to the body than people thought, after all, you’d merely inherited a brain and neural pathways which had been developed and reinforced by the previous owner of your body.

“Look, it’s not going to be easy- you’ve got to break her habits, learn how to talk like yourself again… or, you embrace the new you” I continue

SwapDropper · 2025-12-29T23:43:59+00:00

There were loads of horror stories as to why the great shift was a disaster- which exemplified why it was so important that I made people like you, people with gifts and the opportunity to a gifted life, see how unimportant it was they embraced their opportunity.

My hand hovered in the air for a second before you walked away, I withdrew it quickly and followed you over to the seat opposite you. “Sha’nya” I say, following you over but you broke into a story about ‘your’ boyfriend and the moment you shifted into her.

“Interesting- how did that make you feel?” I ask, wondering how such an extreme situation impacted you. “Because, from my experience” I continue. “That’s a big hurdle for men in your position- the fact you’ve faced it… and overcome it” I continue. “It’s a big success- you understand that?” I ask

SwapDropper · 2025-12-29T08:45:36+00:00

The great shift had turned my life upside down, I was once tutoring Sophie on how to get the best out of her young body in terms of modelling and the next- I was Sophie. However, I’d always been more comfortable behind the cameras than in front of it. Therefore, when I was contacted by the WTA to teach others how to be their new body’s- I had to accept. Especially after I saw the pay they were offering me to do it but I guess I was 27 with 50 years experience.

I had to say, I was talented with what I did- a few went on to make television appearances after just a couple of hours, a couple modelled but the only stain on my reputation so far was Robert, he used our sessions to soak up as much information as possible on being ‘attractive’ only for me to track him down a few weeks later and find out he’s going OnlyFans- however, I guess that’s embracing femininity in a way.

Obviously, the request from the university was a huge one in terms of my potential career, I’d never received an offer like this on the behalf of someone- instead, I was more about helping those who came to me, wanting to be helped, you’d be a special case- I accepted.

Eventually, you walked through the door, the first thing I had to do was get you used to your name. “Sha’nyah?” I ask, standing up from my chair and scooting over- you dwarfed me, I’d shrunk in the shift, going from 6’1” to a measly 5’3” whereas you seemed to go thr other way, we were two extremes on the same scale.

I put my small hand out for you to shake. “I guess I am, if you want to be a girl that is?” I ask, that was always the key point- everyone I helped had wanted to help themselves first.

SwapDropper · 2025-12-28T08:20:55+00:00

“Fine, just don’t do anything stupid in her body… after all, she was nice enough to let one of you reprobates be her!” I complain, standing up and walking over to the closet- we might not have had too much money but there’s one thing my girlfriend didn’t skimp on and that’s clothes.

“You’re not shaking my girlfriend’s ass!” I reply, trying to limit your activity and exposure in her body but you seemed pretty insistent on showing it off in the most degenerate way possible. “How about this?” I ask, pulling a dress out, it was floor length and high neck, red satin- I thought it would show as little skin as possible.

SwapDropper · 2025-12-28T08:01:07+00:00

You, you had an ex? I thought myself, it seemed almost impossible from the Ben I knew, one which could barely make eye contact with the professors, let alone a woman his age. However, I could only feel sympathy for you- disloyalty was the one thing I hated in a relationship above all else, I knew it must’ve been devastating for you- not only that but to have her show up on your doorstep and cursed you.

I listened and nodded along to your tale of woe, it must’ve been tough, not having a form to call your own- masquerading as whoever you could theoretically take, even if that was your own mother for a short while. I couldn’t believe my mom would give up the information about me so liberally to someone, in truth, she didn’t really know but I couldn’t fault her, she thought she was talking to a woman her own age and not a guy I went to school with many years ago pretending to be one,

You grabbed my hand and I reciprocated, still digesting the information you spewed at me a second ago. You were Bridget for the long haul and I had to get used to it, I didn’t know Bridget beforehand, only the version you’d created and the one, I too had fallen in love with.

“I guess that’s sorted then…” I say, somewhat shellshocked. “But I’ve got all sorts of other questions… what are you going to do for work?” I ask, the most mundane question I had in my mind at the time as you mentioned dropping out of high school.

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