Yes, mistress.

- "It's time for my favorite activity: the repetition of the "evening questions"

with my trusty servant! Are you ready?"

- "Yes, mistress."

- "Ok, let's get started! Did you understand that if you try to reveal your true

identity to someone, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life?"

- "Yes, mistress."

- "Do you remember that when I caught you writing a letter to your cousin

asking for help, I deprived you of the ability to read and write, and then I fed

you on bread and water for three months?"

- "Yes, mistress."

- "Have you accepted your role as my humble servant, always ready to serve

me?"

- "Yes, mistress."

- "Do you appreciate the simple life I have given you, freeing yourself from

the stress of owning land and wealth?"

- "Yes.. mistress."

- "Are you happy that you can finally learn what a real husband should be

like by observing the man I married after your "mysterious disappearance"?"

- "Yes.. mistress."

- "Are you grateful to me for having convinced the baker's son to marry you,

even though you are only a poor servant?"

- "Yes... mistress..."

- "Mmm... You seem unconvinced... And definitely not very grateful! It will

be better to start over. Well... did you understand that if you try to reveal your

true identity..."

Hispanic stepmother

"Well, I have to admit that my dad is a handsome man for his age... Hey, why

did I have this thought?"

A month after the "mysterious" body swap between you and your stepmother,

you begin to feel the pressure of your new hormones and impulses... exactly

as predicted by your wicked stepmother.

She had bet with her witch-friend (a "bruja", the person who secretly swapped

your bodies overnight) that you would succumb to your new impulses within

two weeks.

Your willpower is unbelievable, but sooner or later you will give up, unless

you find a way to get your body back within a few weeks... Difficult task, as

you have no idea what caused the swap in the first place!

It's very likely that your stepmother will enjoy your vigorous body as a college

student for quite some time... While you can delve into the life of a married 

Hispanic woman!

The main problem

- "Could you be more specific? What happened to the machine?"

- "BOOM. Exploded. Destroyed. But that's not our main problem."

-What?! Exploded?! And wouldn't that be the main problem?! Two days ago

we found in the desert a mysterious technology, probably alien. We decided

not to inform the government in order to study that machine and obtain its

technology. The three of us were suppused to write history! And now that

the machine has exploded, you tell me there would be a bigger problem!?" 

-"Well... yes..."

- "What are you talking about?"

- "Amber and I were in the room when the machine exploded... and the

explosion had a strange effect on us..."

- "What are you saying? "Amber and I"? YOU are "Amber"!"

- "No, I'm Tom... This is the strange effect... The explosion has somehow

switched our bodies... And I doubt we will be able to fix the machine and

find out how to repeat this process. We meant this by "main problem"."

I am happy for you

"I am happy for you. You have always been my best friends. I wish you a

wonderful life together."

After 8 years I should have accepted this new life of mine, but I still feel a

tinge of sadness in thinking about what I have lost.

My name was Mark when I was 19 years old.

Sarah, Kate and I were best friends since childhood, but I have secretly

loved Sarah for years.

One day, while the three of us were at Sarah's house, we felt a strong electric

shock. Sarah's father was carrying out an experiment in the basement, and

the machine he worked on had almost exploded, releasing a wave of energy

for a few meters.

The result of that electric shock was that Kate and I exchanged bodies!

Sarah's father assured us that he would soon find out how to repeat the body

swap, but he hasn't made any progress in the past 8 years.

The most painful thing about this experience is that Sarah and Kate (in my

body) started dating 4 years ago. I no longer had a chance with Sarah

because of this female body. I am doomed to remain "best friend" forever.

Now Sarah has just announced that they have decided to get married, and

she wants me to be her bridesmaid...

It will be a horrible experience, but I will do it for them. They are my best

friends, and I don't want them to know how much I suffer from this situation.

I also fear that Sarah's father will definitively surrender because of this

marriage: it will be late to get our bodies back.

I have to accept that I'm Kate. I'm no longer Mark. I am Sarah and Mark's

best friend, and I wish them a happy life.

It wasn't enough

It wasn't enough for her to take my body, trapping me in this frail female body.

It wasn't enough to take my wife, preventing me from seeing the woman I love.

It wasn't enough to take my "$ 250,000 a year" job, leaving me her waitress

career in a bar.

It wasn't enough to take away friends, cars, and bank accounts.

She had to give me this damned habit of smoking too!

This body has an incredible need for nicotine, although smoking has always

disgusted me! I must stop! I am going to change this at least. At least this.

Good professor, terrible student (part 2) (request)

It's been 5 months since I asked Isaac for help.

He agreed to help me, but on the condition that I become his girlfriend.

My first thought was pure disgust, but then... I thought he was the only

person who had given me some attention in the previous months, even

if to make fun of me. And that her teasing, even if humiliating... made

me feel "weird". This new body needs attention, and the only one giving

it to me, in the form of teasing, was that guy, much taller (6'), stronger

and smarter than me.

Eventually I agreed, and we started dating.

His teasing has even increased, but it made me more and more dependent

on Isaac. Every day he laughed at me for my inability to solve very easy

equations or basic math problems...

After 3 weeks we started to be more "intimate". If I ever get my body back,

I will need years of therapy, but at that moment I couldn't do otherwise. I

was falling in love with Isaac...

Unfortunately my grades have not improved. Isaac helped me, but he was

still my former worst student...

I failed, and I should repeat the year.

But I don't know if I'll repeat it...

Isaac has finally finished high school, and will go to work in his father's

workshop. He told me he would like me to drop out of school and go to

live with him.

Part of me wouldn't even want to consider this option, but I'm also aware

that with my current intelligence, I'll never graduate.

Maybe I'd better settle down with a guy like Isaac...

Isaac's mother is trying to get my mother (my ex-ex-wife) to send me on

a summer course for "perfect housewives", to prepare me for my future

with Isaac.

This future horrifies me, but it's probably the only future for me.

If only I hadn't called Isaac "stupid" in front of his mother... Well, there's

no point in thinking about "ifs". Now I have to prepare myself for my

date with Isaac. I hope now that school is over he doesn't start teasing me

about my appearance... I feel so insecure about my body too!

[The End]

[request by Personae Swaps] 

Good professor, terrible student (part 1) (request)

"It's incredible... I can't answer even this very simple question... It's a "first

year" question, and I should be a senior! Well, not really... I should be a

professor! But even in this body I should be at least at the level of a graduate

student! And instead I'm failing miserably even in this afternoon remedial

course... At this rate I will fail and I will have to repeat the year..."

3 months ago my name was Prof. David Rogers, the best math professor in

the city. I was able to improve most of my students... with a few exceptions.

One of the most desperate cases was Isaac, a student simply unable to

understand math. Although he had already failed twice and was now 21, he

barely reached the level of a 16 year old.

During a Parents meeting 3 months ago, Isaac's mother was attacking and

insulting me, blaming me for her son's poor performance. I couldn't resist

anymore, and I said what I wanted to tell her for at least 3 years: "My other

students have all improved. The truth is simple. Your son is just stupid.".

Isaac's mother's anger escalated, and she slammed the door saying "You will

regret these words of yours, Professor Rogers!".

I don't know what happened, but the next day I woke up in a room that wasn't

mine... and especially in a body that wasn't mine!

Instead of a 35-year-old man, I was a petite 18-year-old senior high school

girl in an all pink and terribly feminine room!

And my height had gone from 6'2 to no more than 5'1!

Nobody remembered a "Prof. David Rogers": everyone remembered me as

"Daphne Connor", including my ex-wife... or rather "my mother", in this new

reality!

I begged Isaac's mother to undo her curse, but she always denied knowing

what I was talking about, even though I'm sure she was lying. But I'm helpless.

I had to get used to this new life.

And as a further mockery... I'm really terrible at math!

Even the problems that a 12 year old can solve are incomprehensible to me!

I have a constant "F" in math, and my only hope is to get through this stupid

afternoon remedial class... but I'm the worst in class here too! Isaac is better

than me in this class, and he always teases me. It is terribly humiliating! But

at least he talks to me... he is one of the few who talk to me... I might be

forced to ask him for help in math, to pass this course.

What a terrible humiliation!

[request by Personae Swaps] 

Bladder resistance

"I can't resist anymore! I will never make fun of my wife for "her little

bladder" again! By now it's clear that I can't win this bet... I have to find

a bathroom urgently!"

Jason has always criticized his wife for her habit of going to the bathroom

very often. 

That day she decided to react to the umpteenth joke of her husband.

She offered him a "binding magic bet", as she had done a couple of times

before (since she inherited her family's old spell book, the couple had fun

with some spells from time to time).

Such a bet would have been completely binding; its terms could not be

dissolved: magic would have imposed their respect. 

The bet was as follows: she bet that Jason, in her body, would not be able

to hold on for 6 hours without going to the bathroom; in case of Jason's

victory, she would do everything he wanted in bed for a year, when and

how he preferred; in case of her victory, he would keep her body until after

her next period, as penance (a little empathy would have done him good!).

He accepted confidently, but after less than 3 hours in the body of his wife

his defeat was now certain.

Finally he gave up, agreeing to have to live a couple of weeks in the body

of his wife, having to experience one of her painful periods.

Two weeks later, still nothing. But in return Jason had been waking up for

some days with a strong morning sickness... 

A few days later the couple had to face reality, and Jason agreed to take

the pregnancy test. Positive.

Apparently this body had inadvertently and unexpectedly become pregnant

shortly before their swap.

They had tried for 2 years to have a child, but to no avail... and he or she

decided to show up right at the worst time!

Unable to risk losing their only chance to have a child, their fate was sealed:

the terms of the bet were clear.

They could have canceled the body swap only after Jason's first period... for

which they would have to wait almost a year!

You will thank me

-"You are completely crazy if you believe that I will accept to be your

girlfrie..."

-"Ssshhh. We have been friends for years, I know you too well. I probably

know you better than yourself. You have always been sensitive, meek,

sweet and understanding. You have never appreciated sports, violence

and competition. You simply turned into what you were meant to be."

-"You have no right to decide for me! You cannot transform a friend of

yours just because you believe he will live better as a girl!"

-"Oh, but I can decide for you. It is the right thing. I have a decisive and

authoritarian character, while you have always been inclined to follow

others. I am perfect for guiding you. Your destiny is submission. Happy,

peaceful, relaxing submission."

-"What? No! I want to make my choices! I want to be able to choose

my future, my career, my life!"

-"It is what you believe. It is what you repeat to yourself because you

are ashamed of your true nature. Over time you will understand that you

are happy with the life I will give you. You will be my wife, you will

take care of the household chores, you will raise our children, and you

will be satisfied by all this." 

-"N..no..please... Give me back my life..." 

-"Ssshhh. Now kiss me."

-"No, wait... Please don't..."

-"See? I have just decided for you, and you are already quieter than

before. You will see, in a few years you will thank me."