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Body Switched - Book 1 By Caleb Jones (updated, re-written, & complete version 9/9/99, please replace all other copies if you have them saved. This is a major rewite of the version found on Robo's site) (Chapter One re-edited and extensively re-written by Caleb Jones from the story originally written and created by Brad Foster with his permission to continue the saga past the first chapter.) Chapter One - It works! "What the hell are you doing in my room, snot-breath?", my sister screamed at me like usual. "Sorry I was just looking for something" "Well, get the hell out, you little shit!" I quickly darted out of her room, hearing something hit the door as I slammed it closed behind me. Boy was she pissed. I was just looking for my Star Wars magazine. Sisters can be a real pain in the butt sometimes. Especially older ones. Always bossing you around and crap like that. If I were the oldest, I would never treat her like that! After venting my frustration in a silent scream, I went down into the basement to see what my father was up to. My dad's a scientist or something like that. It really annoys me because he's a real loser. He almost never goes out on dates or even out with other guys. He always making some crazy ass invention that never works. He got lucky in his twenties when he created something that made it easier to pump gas and got rich enough to never need to do real work again, with the royalties he gets. But he thinks he's this "great inventor" now and always works on "something the world has never seen." Like, now he's putting together a "Mind Transfer" devise. It's supposed to switch peoples brains so they can see what it would be like to be in the body of another person. I mean, what a load of crap! One body or another, you'd still be you, right? You bet I'm right! When I got downstairs, my dad was working on the machine like usual. It looked like two port-a-potties connected by some wires with a lot of other crap connected to it. "So how's it going, Dad?", I asked, pretending that I gave a damn. "Pretty well actually, Jason. I think it's about ready for testing but I can't find the proper subjects. Would you like to try it with me, son? Would you like to be your old man for a day?" he asked... "I think I'll pass, Dad. So how does this thing work?" "It's simple! All you have to do is have one person get in one of the stalls and the other person enter the other one. There is an activation button inside that you press. After that the mind actually leaves its body and enters the other body. Meanwhile, the reverse happens to the other subject..." he explained. "Yeah, that's nice dad, but I've got to get to Tommy's house. See ya!" I said as I left the room. "Damn kids never give a damn about what I do", he mumbled to himself. "As long as I put food on the table, that's all that matters to them..." When I got to Tommy's, I told him about my dad's machine. "What a load of shit!", he laughed. "That's what I said", I told him. "But it would be pretty cool though! I mean, like, what if you switched bodies with a girl. Like, I mean you would see them undress. You could even undress them yourself, with their own hands! You could see boobs whenever you wanted just by looking down! That would really kick ass, as long as it was only for an hour or two." He paused a moment in thought "Well, maybe a day or two..." A big smile appeared on his face. Tommy talked a good game, but I knew he had only begun dating recently and had never even seen a live girl naked yet. Now that I thought about it, it was a pretty interesting idea at that. But I still didn't think I'd want to be a girl. "Yeah that's a real great idea!" I said in sarcasm. But I might not mind at all if Tommy became a girl! "Maybe you'd need some help exploring your new female body!" "Man, shut up! I was just playing with you. Hey, did you find my Star Wars magazine?", Tommy asked. "No, I tried to look for it in my bitchy sister's room but she kicked me out. I guess she was her time of the month or something." "Damn it, Jason! I really wanted to read it. Hey, you should switch places with your sister. That would be cool!", he suggested. "She would sure be a lot more likeable with your mind inside her!" "I don't think so, Tommy. I don't want to be a girl, and especially NOT my creepy sister!" I said. "So what? Come on, Jason, you'd be a hot girl", he joked gleefully. " Helllllllllllllllll no!" "Fine, be a pussy", he teased. "Hey man, I'd BE a pussy if I did what you're telling me to do", I joked. "True", he said laughing. "Hey, you wanna go check out the machine?" "Why, I've seen it." I asked. "Well, I haven't! I just wanna check it out", he said. "Ok, I guess so. There's nothing else to do." So we went to my house. It's not a real long walk. Tommy lives just 3 houses down from me. He's pretty much the only kid my age in my entire neighborhood. So we constantly hang out together. All the other kids that live around here are my sister's age, or kids around my other sister Lisa's age. As I said before, my older sister's name is Jennifer. She's 17 years old and goes to high school with me but I'm a freshmen and she's a senior. She never wants me to be around her. All the guys at school like Jenny because she's got beauty and brains. It's too bad she got an ego to match! Not to mention the long blonde hair, and blue eyes! She's about 5'8, and 34C cup size boobs. At least that's what her bras say when it's time for me to do the laundry. Tommy is always saying how hot she looks. I guess she's really pretty if I pretend she is a girl I don't know, but I mean, she's my sister, what more can I say? When we finally arrived at my house, Jenny was on the phone as usual, probably with some guy trying to get a date with her. "Hey Jenny, where the hell is that Star Wars magazine? Tommy wants it back." She ignored me and kept on talking to the phone. "Hey bitchy woman, where's my magazine?" I asked, starting to get pissed off. "Excuse me for a sec", she said to whoever was on the phone. "What the hell do you want, twerp?" "Where the hell is my magazine?", I asked again, now that I had her attention. "I don't know. I think I saw dad with it. Why don't you check downstairs. Now leave me alone!", she said as she stormed out of the living room with the portable phone to get some privacy. "Bitch", I said to myself. After looking through her mess upstairs, I decided to check in the basement for it. When Tommy and I got downstairs, I didn't see the magazine anywhere. Then we heard talking in one of the stalls of Dad's machine. "She must be inside..." I whispered to my buddy Tommy. "What is she doing in there", Tommy asked. "My guess is to get privacy. Like we'd ever let that happen..." We smiled at each other gleefully at the thought of teasing my sister. "Hey look, there it is!" Tommy pointed out a magazine which was on an armrest in the other stall. "I'll get it, Tommy. I don't want you near the machine. Dad would kill me if you were to break his latest experiment!" I said softly as I walked toward the stall. As I grabbed the magazine I noticed the inside of the stall. There were a ton of buttons in there. It was sweet as the inside of a brand new fancy car. I stepped inside and looked around me. It was kind of small to be standing up. That was probably why there was a seat. So there wasn't much room. When I turned around, I banged my elbow on something. It stung like a bee sting. I slumped into the seat. Then the machine activated. It started making weird noises and stuff. There was a strange glow around me. After a few seconds, the lights dimmed down again and I could see clearly once more. I noticed that I was now holding a phone in my hand. I heard a voice saying "Jenny.....Jenny are you alright...?" You would think Tommy might be a little more worried a little about me than my sister. Then I realized it was some guy on the phone calling her name. I dropped the phone. I felt really strange and I smelled funny. My lips seemed to taste like fruit for some weird reason. I looked down at myself. I was NOT myself. I was Jenny!!! I reached out and touched the unfamiliar tits pushing out the shirt she had been wearing from my chest. When I touched my new nipple, a wave of sensation came over me. It felt so wonderful. "HOLY SHIT... " I heard a guy scream! His voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it for a second. It was MY voice! But my mouth was closed! I quickly came back to my senses and ran out of the stall. The jiggling of my new boobs felt so incredibly strange and odd and yet... pleasurable. I could tell I had some sort of bra on around my upper chest restraining them from more active bouncing. "What the fuck is going on here?", Jenny screamed in my body as she looked at me inside hers. "I...I...I think we switched bodies, Jenny. It must be Dad's new machine." I said in my new soprano voice. It somehow sounded so much softer and nicer with me using it. "Hell no. HELL NO!!! This is not happening! It CAN'T be happening! How on earth did we switch bodies? It's not possible?" she said, trembling inside my younger body as she saw proof that it could indeed happen! "Didn't Dad ever tell you about his "Mind Transfer" devise?" I asked. "No" Her voice, or rather, my voice, said with a tinge of fear in it. I looked over and saw Tommy looking at me with the strangest expression on his face. "Jennifer? Jason, is that you in there?" he asked. "Yes." For some ungodly reason, I was starting to cry. "This can't be happening to me. Dad's stuff never works... I feel very strange. I think I'd rather not be Jenny... " Just then, my father and younger sister, Lisa, walked down. "What on earth are you three doing around my machine?" he asked. "Can't you see I am running tests on it." "DADDY! Me and Jason switched bodies! You've got to help me. Change us back!" she pleaded. My dad was dumbfounded. "You mean it works? It actually works!" he said, with a smile starting to spread across his face. "Yes it works! Now change us back, Dad!" I begged, my voice sounding way too high to my ears. "No, come on kids! Let me experiment with this a while! Let me study you! Please! Do it for your old Dad", he asked. I thought for awhile, remembering what Tommy had said earlier. "No!" Jenny said. "I want my beautiful body back now! Jason will mess it all up while he is in there. He won't know anything about being a girl" That clinched it for me. "I'll stay, Dad." I said. This was the perfect revenge on Jenny. I would take her life from her for awhile. Live how she lives, do what she does. Mess up her life, indeed! I'd be a better Jennifer than she ever was! "Then it's settled then. It shouldn't take that long." Dad told us. "How can you do this to me, Jason. Why are you doing it? Are you a pansy or something? I want my body back." she whined. "Leave me alone ... I like my new body. In fact I think I might want to stay this way forever!" I bluffed, trying to scare her. Did it ever work! She ran up the stairs crying, a strange yet funny sight considering it was my real body leaving the basement laboratory. Confused, little Lisa ran up after her... sibling. "Thanks Jason, this means a lot to me!" My dad told me. He began to check out the machine, forgetting all about the rest of us. "Come on Tommy, let's go up to "My" room." I said. Tommy and I walked upstairs to Jenny's room. When we went inside, Jenny was lying on the bed, still crying. "Get out of "My" room, twerp!" I screamed in my best imitation of her most demanding tones. "This is still my room. Go away, you little body-thief!" she yelled back. I grabbed her by her arm and threw her out of my new room. Then I slammed the door behind her. "God, that felt great!" I said with a smile. There was at least one benefit to being in my sister's bigger, taller body. "Wow! I can't believe that's you, Jason. So... what's it like... to be a girl, I mean!" Tommy asked me. "It actually feels great! Check it out!" I said as I started to take off my shirt. "Oh I've been waiting so long to see this!", he said excitedly. The buttons on the shirt were all fouled up like they were backwards or something but I finally got my shirt off. I just sat on Jenny's bed with only a bra and jean shorts on. I looked down at my new breasts thrusting out of the top of the bra. I started squeezing them. "Wow! This is unbelievable! I've never felt such a great wave of feeling from my chest before!" I said. Tommy just stared at me in shock. "Can I touch them?" he asked. "Um... Sure, I guess so. I mean, what's Jenny gonna do? This is my body now!" I said, with a giggle that made my new boobs jiggle. Tommy slowly reached for my breasts. When he finally touched them, it felt so neat. I could tell Tommy was enjoying himself. It was the first time he had ever touched a breast before. The weird part was that the breasts were mine! I then realized that we had better stop before our hormones get the best of us. Tommy may not have any prior experience but he was obviously a quick learner judging by the excitement of my so very sensitive nipples under the bra and the way my boobs seemed to be swelling with excitement! It was fun seeing what my two new body parts could do, but I wasn't ready to check out the rest of me down there just yet. "Man," Tommy said, "I wish I could switch bodies with some hot chick like you did so I can do all the things I've just dreamed about so far." "Well who said you couldn't? Dad's machine is just waiting down in the basement! All we need is to find another girl for you." I pointed out with a smile. --------- After a few days of being Jennifer, I had started coming to terms with my new body. I quickly got used to being a girl. Sitting down to go to the bathroom quickly became second nature to me. Besides, the girl's bathrooms at school don't have urinals, just stalls. It was still rather weird to catch the guys at school giving me the eye, but it also sent a thrill down my spine. Some of them even hit on me, but dating a guy didn't feel right yet. I was beginning to like being looked at by guys, though. In fact, I began to have fun with it, deliberately showing off my new curves when I had a chance. Jennifer just lurked around and acted grumpy around the house and the school. At least she was getting great grades on my tests since she had already taken the classes I had two years ago. I just tried to bluff my way through her classes. Tommy and I were looking for someone he could switch with. He wanted to be a sexy girl around the same age as me so we could still be friends. So, I started checking out some of Jenny's friends. I had plenty to choose from, now that I was one of the more popular girls in school. There was one girl named Allison who was pretty damned hot. She even made my girl body tremble whenever I saw her. I decided she would do nicely. The next day I invited her over to my house to do homework. I already had Tommy waiting downstairs in the stall with a piece of cardboard hiding him from sight. Tommy wanted to be tied and gagged so that when they switched Allison couldn't do anything in his body. I convinced him it wouldn't help since we wouldn't be able to hide her from Dad for long in the basement, anyway. He took a sleeping pill he borrowed from his parents before we arrived to keep her from screaming in his body after the switch was over. I led Allison downstairs. "What the hell is that thing, Jenny?" she asked as she laid eyes on dad's newest experiment. "Oh that? Its just some stupid project my dad's working on. Here, get in the stall there. There is a lot of cool shit in it to look at." I said. "Ok, Jenny, sure. It does look awfully hi-tech inside!" After she stepped inside, I quickly went over to the other stall with Tommy's sleeping body inside and hit the activation button on the control panel. Then I jumped back and waited. The strange glow from before appeared again around the machine. After a few moments, it stopped... Allison's body emerged from the stall a bit awkward and confused. "Tommy?" I asked Allison's body. "Holy shit! It actually worked! It freaking worked!!!" He shouted with Allison's pretty voice. "So how do you like it, Tommy?" I asked. "I went to sleep and woke up with THESE! You were right, Jason, this is INCREDIBLE!" he said, as he cupped his new breasts and briefly ran his hands over the curves of his new body before returning to the unfamiliar mounds of flesh sitting softly upon his chest. "I know. I haven't forgotten!" I smiled back, caressing my own boobs yet again. It had been half a week since I took over my sister's body and I still had not gotten tired of the way my new body looked and felt! Tommy sort of slipped into a trance while caressing his breasts, and then his hands roamed down the rest of his body. I decided I would let him go on with that for a while longer. As I watched him - her... I couldn't help but stare at his wonderful new body. As the girl in front of me felt herself up, I was also becoming turned on. I was getting moist down there just watching Tommy. Allison had been a very attractive girl. She had long brown hair with blonde highlights, pretty blue eyes, great C cup sized breasts (about the same size as Jennifer's... my breasts were since the swap). Her smooth slender legs were set off nicely with a tight, skimpy, miniskirt. She was a stunning young woman. After waiting about 10 minutes, I decided to end Tommy's fun by smacking him in the back of the head. "OW, what the fuck was that for?", he asked as his breasts jiggled attractively in response to the blow. "Sorry, pal, but you were enjoying yourself a bit too much!" I said. "So what do you wanna do now, GIRLFRIEND?" "I don't know, Jason... I mean Jenny, how about the mall?" he suggested. "I'm all up for that." I replied. "Tommy" ought to sleep quietly for hours so we had plenty of time before we switched him back into his own body. We went upstairs and left the house. He jumped into my car, which my sister had "nicely" loaned me since she no longer had a license to drive while inside my younger body. As he got out of the car at the mall, Tommy gave everyone quite a look at Allison's panties. I had to remind him to slide out of the car at the mall like a lady or he would be giving a free show in that short miniskirt to everyone in the parking lot. We laughed and made sure that we had plenty of money in our purses and off we went. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile, as I found out later, my dad went down into the basement planning to build a miniature version of the "mind transfer device". "One more connection and I've got it, thanks to Jason and Jennifer's generosity!" he said, as he screwed the last bolt in. "There! It's finally finished." he said to himself in the excitement. "Now all I need is a test subject." He thought for a moment. "Lisa, could you come down here a second?" "Sure thing daddy!" his youngest daughter yelled down the stairs. She reached the bottom of the stairs and looked up at her beloved father as he pressed the activation button on his new device. A ray of red light left the device and struck Lisa in the head. She was stunned for a brief moment but otherwise unharmed. Then the devise, preset to swap minds with the person who held it, aimed another beam of light at his own forehead and the red light surrounded them both for just a second. When my father's vision focused again, he looked down at himself and was amazed at the sight. He was not who he was. He was now in the body of his six-year-old daughter. "Wow this is amazing", he said with Lisa's high squeaky voice. "Daddy, what happened to me?", he heard a very familiar male voice ask. "Lisa, honey, my portable body-switching device works! Isn't this great?" he said with joy. "But Daddy, I'm you, now. I don't think I like this. I feel real funny between my legs and my back aches. I don't think I like being you!" She looked at the body that she wanted to be back inside of, and started to cry. "Oh honey, it will be ok, don't worry. It's not gonna last long. Just until I finish with my testing." He reached up to comfort his former self, his little girl arms not even reaching all the way around her middle-aged waist. He never realized how tall he was until now. Suddenly they heard a banging on one of the stall doors. When he opened it, he saw Tommy sitting inside. "Tommy, what the devil are you doing down here?", he asked in his high little voice as he tried to help his young neighbor out of the stall, forgetting how weak he was inside his daughter's tiny body. "I'll help Tommy, Daddy." He watched helplessly as not so little Lisa took Tommy's hand and pulled him to his feet. "I'm not Tommy. Why are you calling me that? I'm Allison, one of Jenny's friends. What's going on here? She stared down as she realized a lack of a familiar movement upon her chest. "Where the hell are my tits?" she asked. She sat back down in the seat she had woken up in, shaken and confused, and began to cry along with the father of her friend Jennifer, who was sobbing like a little girl! Just then Jenny, still inside her brother Jason's body, came down the stairs and heard Tommy claim to be Allison. "Allison is that really you?", she asked. Allison's nose was leaking from all the crying going on. "Sniff... sniff... Yes! At least I think so!" she replied. "Who are you, Jenny's brother, right?" "Oh my god! Allison! It IS you in there! How did this happen?", Jenny asked. "Your sister lead me down here, then she... sniff... told me to look at this computer stuff of your dad's, and the next thing I knew I woke up stuck in this body", Allison explained. "I'm a girl, damn it, NOT a boy! She burst into tears again. Tommy's body hadn't cried so much since it had been a baby. If anyone could sympathize with Allison, it was Jenny! "I'm Jenny, Allison! Jason and I switched bodies too! So this must mean that if you are Tommy, then Tommy is you." Jenny said with a look of horror on her face. "Those sick little perverts! Who knows what they're doing in our bodies?" "Oh my god, I can't believe this has happened to me!" Allison said, a hand slowly reaching toward her groin. "Hey Daddy, what is this?" Lisa asked, pointing the miniature mind-transfer device which she still held in her left hand at Jenny. "No, Lisa, don't press that...", her father warned, but he wasn't fast enough. It was too late. She had already pressed the button and it struck Jenny. The two sisters inside the bodies of the male members of their family switched minds with each other. "Oh great, just great! Here we go again. It was bad enough being my brother, but at least we were about the same age. Now I'm my own Daddy!" Jenny shouted. "Lisa dear, hand me the device, please!" her father told her calmly from his much smaller perspective. "NO!", she screamed! "My back feels much better and I feel a lot stronger. I'm gonna stay this way!" She yelled at them as she ran upstairs in Jason's limber teenage body. "Oh hell!" Her father said with Lisa's little girl voice. "This can't be good" Chapter 2 "Girls just wanna have fun..." Tommy's personal journal... If you read this without permission, death shall be swift and silent! I can't believe what has happened to me today. For much of the past week, my buddy Jason has been walking around (and doing other things, I'm sure) while wearing his beautiful sister's body instead of his own. He has been a real friend even after getting a girls body to play with. He let me see and even touch his new boobs. Seeing how much pleasure they gave him, I half jokingly said I'd like to get a girl's body myself and try it out like he has been doing. I was hoping he would get the hint and swap bodies with me for a little while so I could be Jennifer. Well, he had something different in mind. He wasn't ready to give up being Jennifer yet. But he went one step further and swapped me into the body of one of her friends, the beautiful Allison! We did it today. I am sitting in Allison's car, writing this with her hand and staring over a couple of my own boobs at my notebook. I figure this will make a good story someday. In any case, I want to remember every detail so I can remember everything after I get my real body back. To anyone who looks at me, I am Allison now. Jason, or should I call him Jennifer, is driving us to the mall. I feel so strange. Everything about my body seems to be bigger or smaller than it has always been. A few things are either missing or I have things I didn't have before. In some ways, it's kind of uncomfortable, especially around my chest and behind. I am wearing a bra for the first time in my life, something I certainly never expected to do. It's not really painful, but it seems a bit constricting. The clothes I am wearing seem too tight and I am so much bigger in the hips and chest now. I feel as if I'm sitting on a pillow, my rear end is so much bigger than before, but it feels kind of nice and comfy, all though my underpants seem to be caught up in my butt. I have only had a chance to touch the two most noticeably different things I now have, my tits. They are so much... so very... sensitive! It felt a little like my dick when it gets bigger. I guess it is the same for all girls but I have only touched Jennifer's tits while her brother has them so I don't have much to compare with. That's right. The first girl to let me touch her tits was actually a boy in a girls body. Give me a break. I'm just a kid. Besides look what I get to play with now. Allison's breasts are all mine now! This is so much better than a quick feel from some girl in a movie theater. I know some of the guys call them fun bags. Jason's were a lot of fun to touch when I was in Jennifer's room. But guys have no clue about how much fun they really are for the girl. Even with Allison's bra over them, I loved the feeling I had as I held them. As we drove, I would stop writing every few minutes and give my new boobs a squeeze, just to make sure they were real and not some crazy dream! We got a few weird looks from people in other cars on the road. I wanted to touch them again, but we were pulling into the mall. I'll have to record the rest of this later. Time for Jennifer and Allison to make an appearance in the mall! As we parked and got out of the car, Jason stopped me and told me to look at my legs. I blushed as I realized my legs were wide apart and anyone could see my new private parts under my miniskirt before even I had a chance to look at them! I assumed Allison was wearing panties when I took over her body, but still, there was no good reason why strangers should get to see them before I got a chance to see myself first. I closed the space between my legs. It was so strange not to have my balls blocking the way. I slid out of the car with my legs together and we went inside. Jason wanted to see why his sister loved going to the mall so we went over to one of her favorite hangouts, the music C.D. and video store. Whenever she reluctantly let Jason and me go with her to the mall, she would forbid us to hang out there. Several of our body's girl friends were already hanging out there. They waved at us and we walked over. Two of the girls giggled and wondered why we hadn't changed clothes after school. I wondered why we would want to bother, but Jason, who has had more experience being with girls in the last week than I have had in my whole life, laughed. "My Dad had some stuff for me to do and Allison helped me get it done. We just finished the chores and barely had an opportunity to get away to the mall, let alone take time to change." This seemed to satisfy them. The girls started to talk about their favorite singers until one of them pointed out two boys who had come in after us. "Look who's checking us out, girls! Ritchie Pearson! He's on the baseball team. I wonder which one of us he is interested in?" Well, I sure didn't want any boy interested in me!. I had only been a girl for less than an hour! I wasn't ready to become some guy's girlfriend. I would have been quite happy with a little kissing and hugging with Jason later that night. But my body seemed to be more interested than I was. I felt a little thrill run down my spine as Ritchie came up to us and smiled. He was nudged by his friend and they came over and asked Jason if he wanted to go out tonight. Much to my surprise, he agreed. Then Jason surprised me even more by asking if Ritchie's friend could be Allison's date so they could double date with us. All the girls seemed to be laughing at me. It took me a moment to remember I was Allison now, and they were happy for me, or jealous that we had dates that night. I blushed as I realized I was being set up on a date with a boy, and I was the girl! Ritchie went over to his friend and asked him if he wanted to double tonight.. He pointed at me and the girls giggled again. The boy nodded quite happily at me and they walked over. He almost tripped over his shoelaces as they approached. "Allison, this is Frank. He'd be honored if you would join the three of us and go see the new movie at the Cineplex." Frank nodded too much and held out his hand to shake mine. I wanted to throttle Jason, but instead I just smiled and shook Frank's hand. It was a bit sweaty and big. Seeing my small hand with it's painted fingernails held by his sent a strange shiver through me. Jason nudged me in the ribs, which started my upper chest moving a little and I said, "I guess we're going to the movies." Frank's eyes never left the level of my new boobs. I didn't mind. It was better than having to look at his eyes and know what he was thinking about me. Ritchie got Jason's address and said he'd pick us up at 7pm. They left and the girls surrounded us and made us promise to give them all the details in the morning. I couldn't get over how friendly they all seemed to me and Jason. When I was a boy, they wouldn't have given me the correct time of day. It was amazing what a difference a different body could make in people's attitudes. Two of the girls, Cheryl and Amanda, invited us to go shopping with them for an outfit for tonight at a store near the one we were in. We agreed. Amanda, sensing my hesitancy, put her arm through mine and led me out after Jason and Cheryl. When we walked into the store, the two real girls started to look around. I pulled Jason aside and asked him in a low voice "What in the world did you think you were doing getting me a date without asking me first? And with a GUY, no less." "Well, you wanted to be a girl and girls go out with guys. And I didn't want to go alone with Ritchie. I feel like I would let him do anything he wanted to me if we were left alone. Jennifer's body reallllllly wants him bad! Think of tonight as a learning experience. Besides, they seemed nice enough. Don't worry. It's a first date. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to. Just enjoy the movie... They'll even pay for it if we want." Cheryl came over with a colorful shirt and held it up to my boobs as if I had given her permission to touch my chest. I guess boobs become just another part of the body if you have them long enough, or maybe someone else's boobs don't matter when you have your own pair to play with whenever you like. "I think this would look great on you tonight, Allison. Why don't you try it on and we'll look for some other stuff to check out." Remembering I was Allison to the girls and the world now, I took the shirt and went in the direction she had pointed out to me and found a dressing room. About five women of varying ages were in the stalls or checking themselves out in the mirror. I stared in awe as one of the younger girls put on a bra and buttoned her shirt. Then, she tugged her boobs around until they were in the place she wanted them to be in. It looked to me like the same place she had started with. It looked as if having these "funbags" was more involved than I thought it would be. And it was strange to see girls in various stages of undress and not having my little buddy get hard. I was excited but it felt different. I watched the girl continue to push and tug her breasts around under the blouse some more. She looked at her chest from different angles and went back into a stall with an unhappy look on her face. The bra came flying over the door and landed on the floor. Jason had said nothing about breasts needing adjustments every once in a while. Maybe he didn't know, yet! "Time to check yourself out, Tommy my boy...er... girl," I thought to myself. I went into an open stall and saw that it was empty. I put my purse down and tried to take off my shirt. The buttons were all wrong. Why was Allison wearing a defective shirt? Looking closely at the shirt, I realized the buttons and the holes were on the wrong side. It seemed weird, but with a little effort, I was able to open them up. I put the shirt down and took a good look at my boobs. I think it was the strangest thing I had ever seen in my life. My heart beat fast as I stared at two large breasts mostly covered with a white bra. I, Tommy... I had TITS! I already knew this of course, but this was the first time I could see their shape uncovered by the shirt. I wanted to take the frilly bra off and look at them totally nude, but the others were waiting for me. I put the new shirt on. It went faster now that I expected the buttons to be buttoned up backwards. When I was done, I walked out and looked in the mirror. The girl of my dreams stood in front of me and I was her. Cheryl peeked in and saw me in the shirt. She insisted I go into the main room and show it off to the other girls. She grabbed my hand and tugged it hard enough to drag me into the main room. Girls seemed a lot stronger now that I was one of them. "Wow!" "That looks great, Ally!" "He won't know where to look, girl!", and "He won't stand a chance, Girlfriend!" were some of their comments. I flushed with pride! The girls liked the way I looked. Cheryl said she knew just what I needed to make it perfect and went to a table and picked out a purple bra and panty combo. I blushed, thinking of myself wearing such a girlish thing, then I remembered I looked like a girl now. It would probably look good with my new proportions. I started to walk to the dressing room again and Amanda asked me if it was my size. Good question. I had no idea what my size was. I looked for the size tag on the flimsy items. 34B was what the bra label said. Jason came to my rescue taking the bra from my hand. He laughed. "34B? She's at least a C-cup like me, and getting bigger every month! He tossed it back to Cheryl and said to pick out a nice big 34C bra for me. I smiled and asked the two girls we were with if my boobs really looked that small. Cheryl apologized, saying she didn't know my size and just picked out one with the right color. She picked out a new purple one in a 34C and tossed it over to me. I found it hard to believe I was playing catch with a bra I was going to put on and wear. Amanda let out a loud excited squeak and grabbed a white skirt from a wrack. "Try this on too, it should look perfect with the blouse." So I was wearing a 'blouse', not a shirt. I didn't see any difference. Maybe it was the buttons! I took the skirt from her and went back to the dressing room. Somehow, the sight of more half-undressed women held little appeal to me now. I went to a cubical and tried to take off the skirt I was wearing. After about five minutes, I found out where the zipper was. I pulled off my old bra and the boobs started jiggling all over the place. It was fascinating! I waited until they calmed down and tried to put on the new bra. The only way to do it was to connect the ends behind my back. Forget that, I thought to myself. I may be a girl but I'm no contortionist. I peeked out the crack in the door and saw the same girl trying out another bra. This one she seemed to like, judging by the smile on her face. I watched her pull the shoulder straps down and take her arms out. Then she twisted the bra around to the front and unsnapped it with ease. It was so obvious all of a sudden, so simple. I connected mine around my tiny waist and twisted and tugged it up into position until it was in the same position as the breasts and just under them. I pulled the cups over and forced the soft flesh into the purple bra. I could see why that girl kept trying until she put them in the right place. Mine weren't even at all!. One was higher and the other lower. And one seemed bigger than the other. I tugged the shoulder straps and cups until they looked ok and put the shirt back on. The skirt was pretty tight but no tighter than the one I had on when I came in so I went out to look in the mirror. I was embarrassed. You could see the dark bra through the blouse. No one would have any doubts of the color of my underwear if I wore this. I was about to go in and take it off when the others came in and admired the look. I pointed out the visible underwear, but the three of them insisted it was the fashion and I looked great. Cheryl pointed out that both of her bra straps were showing, and that it didn't matter anymore. She even claimed Madonna would be envious! With great concern, I put on my original clothes and brought the new stuff to the counter. The saleswoman said I would look great in my new clothes. She said, "If I had your figure, honey, I would wear clothes like this every day. Amanda and Cheryl said they had to leave to meet a couple of boys over at a magic store at the other end of the mall. It must have been a new store since I couldn't recall seeing it at the mall before. We said our good byes and gave each other a peck on the cheek as they left. It was a lot nicer than the grunt and punch on the arm we probably would have gotten if we were all boys, and we all smelled a lot better than boys, too. All of this shopping tired me out. I don't know why it seemed to excite the other girls so much. We stopped at the mall cafe area and ordered a banana split for each of us. The waitress gave us the bowls and told us she wished she had our metabolisms. She said ice cream went straight to her hips. Aside from the fact that we really didn't need to know that rather gross fact, why did she want to tell us that. If we really were Allison and Jennifer, we could have handed the splits back to her and said that she was right and we changed our minds. Luckily for her, these weren't our real bodies and we downed the splits to the last drop! They were excellent, but oh so messy! We both had to redo our lips afterwards. I felt a bit foolish digging a compact and lipstick out of my purse and covering my lips with more makeup but Jennifer insisted we needed to look good now that we were both girls. Allison's face did look really nice in the mirror, I must admit. As to the ice cream, we decided the real Jennifer and Allison could go on diets when they got their real bodies back. It was time to go to home and get ready for the guys to pick us up. When we approached the house, our two boy ex-bodies and Jennifer's little sister Lisa were hanging around the yard looking for something ... or someone. Jason's dad wasn't in sight. For all we knew, he had called the police on us for body-snatching. Jason assured me his dad wasn't that strict. He figured they had found Allison and were pretty mad at us. We probably wouldn't be let out to go to the movies with our dates. Jason made a turn down a side street before they saw us and we decided to go to Allison's house instead. We found her house from the address on the ID in her purse. When we arrived, I was a little scared. I might be Allison to the rest of the world but as far as I was concerned, I was breaking and entering the house of a girl from school. Well, entering, anyway. I fished keys out of the purse I had been carrying and we went inside. "Where to, Allison?" Jason asked me? "How the heck should I know? I've never been here before, remember? I'm still your buddy Tommy underneath this T. & A.!" "Sorry Tommy, but for some reason, you remind me more of Allison now." We both laughed at the mixed up attempt at humor. I pointed to the stairs leading to the second floor. "Most kids I know have their bedrooms upstairs. Lets try there." As we reached the top, a big woman came up to me and kissed me on the forehead. Then she smothered me between her big bosoms. When she asked if Jennifer was staying for dinner, I guessed she was my new mother, at least for tonight. I said, "We're going to the movies and don't want to stuff ourselves before the two boys arrived to pick us up. She said she would make us a light snack while we got ready. She wanted to see what I had bought. I reached in and took out the blouse. I started to hand it to her, then I figured I should do what Cheryl did and held it up against my boobs so she could see what it looked like on her daughter's body. She ooh'd and aah'd for a couple of minutes, then hugged me again and went downstairs. Jason and I looked around until we saw a girl's room. You couldn't miss all the stuffed animals! Not anything I'd want in my room but I had to admit the little critters were kind of cute. We went inside. We found some schoolbooks with Allison's name on it and knew we were in the right room. We collapsed on the bed with relief and waited until our boobs settled down and stopped bouncing. We would have to leave early to intercept our dates before they got to Jennifer's house. Chapter 3 ...Meanwhile, back at the suburban home of the mad scientist, the neighborhood undergoes some major restructuring... Dad trailed behind his own far taller male body, currently occupied by his daughter Jennifer, and Allison, who was stuck inside the teenage neighbor boy Tommy's body. Dad's tiny little girl legs just wouldn't run as fast as he wanted them to, and he had to fight a strong urge to skip as he ran. Jennifer and Allison ignored the orders spilling forth from the little girl and each went in the opposite direction looking for little Lisa, who was now running around in the body of Jason, her teenaged brother. Dad stood seething with frustration racing throughout his tiny little girl body. He heard a man and a woman scream down the block and ran off to check it out as fast as his petite little feet would take him. When he reached the location of the screams, they had decreased to the level of yells. A man in his thirties kept pointing to a woman about the same age and shouted that the woman's name was George. The woman was clutching her boobs as if she had just seen them for the first time. Dad uttered only one word... "Lisa." He looked around, his long fine hair swirling around his cherubic little face. No sign of his daughter. More yelling could be heard from down the block. When he got there, an infant was crawling after a woman who was also crawling around and crying like an infant herself with one breast bared and leaking what seemed to be the mothers milk. Lisa had been here. As he watched in amazement the woman saw the breasts hanging loose beneath her and began to roll around trying to get her own nipple in her mouth. She finally succeeded and stopped crying and crawling. The baby crawled up to her and started to cry itself as it hugged the mother's body. The crying seemed strangely mature. It sounded more like sobbing instead of demanding attention. Jason's Dad was pulled away by the screams of a man yelling for his mommy. The voice was that of a grown man but the inflections of the words were that of a young child. He ran down the road and saw a grown man screaming for his mommy while a girl about his daughter Lisa's age ran after him. As he ran past them, the girl turned out to be exactly his height. The little girl stared at him and slowly became aware that she was no taller than the little girl that Dad appeared to be. She stared down at her little body, squeaked out a scream, and fainted. The trail leading to his daughter Lisa was getting hot. If only he had some idea how to get his daughter to switch their bodies again. She was meant to be the little girl in the family, not he! He swore to never to test his theories out on his family ever again. Allison saw no sign of Lisa after she had gone down a few blocks so she headed back north and headed back to Jennifer. She had jogged almost a mile so far and was amazed at how easy it had been to run like that. She missed the comforting bounce of her boobs but running was sure a lot easier without them. She had forgotten what it was like before, when she was a little girl with a flat chest. It had been almost half her life ago. She was just nine years old when she had sprouted her two little bumps. This had made her the envy of every little girl in her class. As the months went by and they got bigger, both the girls and the boys started teasing her. As she grew older, some of the other girls, like Jennifer, had caught up to her in bra size and many of the girls became her friends again. There were still some girls who still teased her and called her names, though. Most of the boys were more interested in bumping into her chest "accidentally" or in trying to get a date with her instead of pulling her bra straps. Boys in her classes were too immature for her tastes. She had been surprised beyond belief to find herself inside a boy's body, but the more she thought about it the more she liked the idea of staying in this new body for a while. It might be fun to take a vacation from being a girl. She might even avoid having and taking care of her period for a month. Maybe even two! Let Tommy deal with menstruation for a couple of months and see if he wanted to stay a girl! Of course, that would mean he would have to stay and pretend to be her for awhile and she would have to be him for the same time period She didn't expect her next time of the month for a couple of weeks. It would serve both of those body thieves some justice if they went through the cramps and bloating and PMS instead of Jennifer and me for a change. They would sure think twice before taking someone else's body again. On the other hand, they might not care enough about their new bodies. Tommy could even get her body pregnant for her to deal with when she got it back. She made a mental note to buy a pregnancy test for herself before she swapped back into her real body. She could play a good joke on him and pick up some tampons as well. She was always embarrassed that people would know her period was starting, but she didn't care what people thought about Tommy buying feminine stuff after what he did to her. Jennifer heard some yelling and screaming and headed towards the sound. She saw a backyard barbecue with a dozen or so people wandering around like they were drunk or something. They all seemed to be yelling at each other or crying, and all seemed very confused. When one of them said "What are you doing in MY body?" she had a good idea where to start looking for Lisa. She followed down the road after her ditzy little sister. All week long she had been having lots of fun as a boy, though she would never admit it to Jason, the thief. She had even gotten a girlfriend. It was so easy. Jennifer just told her the things she had always wanted a boy to tell her. She even went on a date to the movies last night, and spent a long stretch of the movie kissing her girlfriend which had surprised her. She hadn't been at all certain she would like kissing another girl but she did. She liked it a lot! Of course, she wasn't another girl for now. She was the girlfriend of the male body she now possessed. Maybe the male parts of her brother's body made her like it. She would have to remember to kiss a girl when she got her own female body back to see if she still liked it when she had the same body parts as the person she was kissing. She had even gotten to first base with her new girlfriend in the darkened movie theater. She had no idea why boys seemed so thrilled to touch a girls breasts. The pair upon her new girlfriends chest were a little smaller than her own had been, but otherwise, they didn't feel any different to her male hands than when she had touched her bosom with her own hands. In fact, she felt much less than when she was a girl. All she felt was a bit of nice soft flesh in her hands, same as usual. The bosoms definitely felt better when they were on your own chest. The flesh between her legs on the other hand was a lot cooler to have. It was fun to feel it get bigger like a balloon at the oddest thoughts. And when she petted it, it exploded in such wonderful pleasure! It was much better than the pleasures the area between her girl legs had given her. She was beginning to really like the idea of being her brother for a while. Now all she had to do is find her little sister and get back into her brother's body again. She might even try Tommy's body this time around. Little Lisa was getting a bit tired. She had been running down the street aiming the funny flashlight at everybody she saw. She kept hearing screams behind her, and it made her afraid, so she kept running. She finally got too tired to run and fell exhausted on a patch of grass. She liked being tall and she had run faster and farther than she had ever run before. Why would anyone want to be a girl anyway. You never got to do anything fun. Well, now she was a boy and she planned to have a lot of fun and playing bodies with other people seemed like a good place to start. Lisa heard some kids playing in a park just down the road. She got up and took a look. There were a dozen kids between the ages of about 8 and 14. Six boys were on one end of a rope and six girls at the other end. The boys were dragging the girls all over the place. It looked like they were about to win big. Lisa smiled. She pointed the magic flashlight at a girl and then a boy and repeated it 5 more times. Suddenly the boys all got big grins and yanked the girls off their feet. Then everyone realized they were inside the wrong bodies and several began screaming. The others started examining their bodies. Two of the new boys and one of the new girls fainted and the rest ran home to some very confused parents. Two girls remained behind, woke up the 2 boys and the girl who had fainted and then they left as well. Lisa laughed! That was a funny game. She loved to see everyone scream in surprise when they got their new body. Some didn't seem to like their new bodies as much as she did but they probably would as soon as they got used to it. Her big new brother's body sure was fun! And strong! She stopped short as she heard a voice behind her. It was a voice she knew very well. It was the voice she had used everyday of her life until today. Dad found Lisa laughing in the park. He spoke out in his high pitched little girl voice. "Lisa Penelope . . . You stop right there." He walked up to her and took the mind transfer device from her much larger hand. Lisa began to cry. "No daddy, give it back! I want to stay a boy. You let Jennifer stay a boy, and Jason be a girl, so why not me?" "You can play around in your brother's body later, but for now I need to be in an older body and yours will have to do until I can find your sister and get my own back. He pointed the device at Lisa, then pointed it at his own eyes. Suddenly, Jessica came up and grabbed the device from her little sister's body. "There you are! Sorry Daddy," she told the little girl, "but I'm holding on to this until Jason comes home and I'm going to put us all back in the right bodies. We can start with me and Lisa swapping bodies. I don't want to be my father any longer." Dad put his finger to his lips to keep Lisa quiet. Jessica pointed the flashlight at the teenaged body she had spent the past week inside of, then she pointed it at her father's forehead. A moment passed and she was back in Jason's youthful body again. It felt just like home to her compared to the middle- aged body she had just left behind. She looked at her father's body and the device it still held. "Lisa, give me the flashlight and I'll give you your real body back. "No need to bother, Jennifer, Lisa and I have already got our rightful bodies back. But we may be up all night fixing the mess Lisa made to the rest of the people in the neighborhood. It looks like my little invention isn't going to be a secret any longer. Chapter Four: "Back home at the Mad Scientist's Laboratory..." Slowly the word went out through the neighborhood. The police went door to door and through the streets looking for victims, and the local television programming was interrupted with a special report about the evening's events. Families without victims assumed it was a hoax like the one back in the thirties about Martians invading. Folks who knew displaced victims knew differently, though. If your parent was now your child, or your spouse was a crayon writing infant, you believed the reports. And if you were now someone else yourself, you certainly needed no convincing. No convincing at all... You just had to look in the mirror. Dad tried to put a positive spin on the family's strained relationship with the people who lived nearby. Many were angry with them. They were either victims in the wrong bodies, or family and friends who knew the victims but looked upon the faces of strangers instead. Some exchanged victims were easy to spot, like the woman dressed in a man's suit a little larger than her body was comfortable with, and the man with him who was trying to keep a dress down low enough to hide the panties his unfamiliar parts were squeezed into. When Dad swapped them back into their original bodies, they ran into the bathroom and happily exchanged clothing again. We could hardly keep from laughing about those two, wondering what they were up to that required getting dressed after Lisa exchanged their bodies. Jennifer overheard them talking. She recounted their tale to Allison a little later. It seems their names were Mike and Patricia. They had found a secluded corner of the park to make out in, and were in the midst of a climactic moment when they saw a man run by them. Suddenly, Patricia was the penetrator and Mike was on the receiving end of the activity. This almost caused them to stop in their tracks but the overwhelming feelings they were receiving from their new bodies were so powerful that they continued as they were with barely a break in the rhythm. Afterwards, they dressed in the dark, and a cop came up to them to cite them on charges related to wearing clothes of the opposite gender, much to their embarrassment. They were quite unsuccessful in convincing him they had their correct clothing on until a report came over the officer's radio to be on the lookout for people pretending to be other people. He was ordered to bring them to Jennifer's house, where they waited with the many others to eventually swap back. Jennifer got the impression they were both quite shaken from the experience. What she had overheard them say next shocked her a little. They talked about how weird it had been to be in each other's bodies. They went on about it for several minutes. Then Pat told Mike she wouldn't mind swapping bodies with him again. He protested a few minutes about never, ever, being a woman again, and that he would never have another dress on his body in his lifetime, but after she reminded him of how good he had told her he felt after the mind exchange in her body, he changed his mind. They planned to ask her dad to switch them around for several more days as soon as the excitement of the evening died down. Patricia was even willing to pay to swap again, if necessary. Allison told Jennifer that her family should consider opening up a body swapping clinic. They could get rich from this latest invention of her dad's for a change. More victims showed up that night and the next morning. There were a dozen or more girls who occupied the bodies of boys they were playing with in the park and elsewhere, and of course the boys who were inside the girl's bodies. It was almost like a school dance in the back yard as they waited for their turn to get their bodies back. The new boys stood on one side of the yard while the new girls sat around a picnic table looking quite uncomfortable. Every once in a while, one of them would leave to use the bathroom, and would return a while later usually with a scowl of disgust or a smile on their face. The 'boys' all chatted about the speedy lack of time they now spent in the bathroom while urging those who hadn't been yet to go try it while they had the chance. One girl said it was like playing with your own personal fire hose. The new "girls" who had relieved themselves already were complaining to each other about all the extra effort they went through before they could even think of going. They warned the others to remember to put the seat down before they sat down and how to avoid the mistakes they and others had made that night. Several of them had the damp dresses to convince the others of their swiftly gained knowledge. The older "girls" complained about the bras they had on being uncomfortable, and soon they were all finding things to complain about their new roles as "girls". Topping the lists of their complaints were the lack of their manly parts, long hair that kept getting in the way, fingernails that were too long, the aforementioned bra's and other strange new underwear to deal with, plus other odd girlish types of clothing like dresses and skirts. Some even had to tangle with pantyhose! And their feet all felt strange and uncomfortable. Several of them had heels to deal with that were an inch or more thick, and walking was difficult for them. Many of the new "boys" went on and on about how easy the "former boys" had it. They now wore only a pair of underpants, pants and a shirt and comfortable shoes. That was pretty much it. Several of them joked about wanting to stay boys but they weren't serious. They were girls inside of the boy's bodies and wanted to be girls again. A few may have given it some real thought, though. They couldn't pass up a chance to tease the boys who seemed so sad to be "stuck" inside girls bodies, though. Three of the more outgoing girls huddled together like football players on a field. Then they broke the huddle and strolled over to the boys inside their bodies. They told them they had decided to keep the boy bodies they now had and thought the "girls" ought to be told they were going to have to be girls forever now. Two of the new girls broke down in tears at the very thought of staying girls for the rest of their life. The third former boy grabbed his old body by the collar and waved a tiny feminine fist at the girl with his face. "You give me back my body, you....you....you....body thief, you!" The girl with his body, who was now several years older and stronger than she used to be, casually pulled the slim hand from her throat, and had a sudden, crazy idea. She drew the astonished looking face she no longer wore towards her new male face and kissed the boy in her body on his painted lips. After a minute, she let him go and he sat back down, stunned by the strange yet enjoyable sensations his body was sending him. Maybe being a girl wasn't going to be too bad after all, he thought. Finally, an idea occurred to him. This method of defense could work both ways. He pulled away from his former body and went back to the "girls" table. The three newly female boys gathered and talked about his idea for a few minutes, occasionally giggling, occasionally blushing. They converged on their counterparts, hugging and kissing their former bodies. It was weird and strange at first but the pleasant sensations from their female bodies soon made the job a lot easier. The "boys" didn't put up much of a struggle either. Not only was the kissing quite nice, but they really wanted their true bodies back all along. It was a lot of fun, though, to allow the "girls" to persuade them to change back. It only took an hour or so... Dad looked around at the big group of people still remaining to switch back into their proper bodies. He had already needed to talk to the power company to supply more energy. He had Jennifer using the portable swapper on as many couples as she could but each body swap had to be handled on a one on one case and the swapping booths were more efficient, especially with the elderly, handicapped, and youngest victims of young Lisa and his invention. A police officer plowed through the crowd with an extremely pregnant woman in tow. She was heavy with child, and was in a wheelchair. "I understand you are in charge of fixing everyone up here." The officer had a very angry look on his face. "Yes, Sir," the inventor replied. "My invention accidentally wound up in the hands of my little girl and she had no idea of the damage she caused. If anyone is responsible though, it is me, not my little girl Lisa. Are you here to arrest me? I must ask that you wait before you do so. I still have a lot of people to restore back into their proper bodies." "I know." the powerful man answered. "I know because she...", he pointed at the pregnant woman who had a sad, unintelligent expression on her face, "...is me. My body, I mean!" Jennifer saw her father's jaw drop with surprise. Her dad turned to the mother to be and asked him if he was alright. The body of the policeman turned to him. She can't answer you. I think Officer..." she looked down and read the name bar on the uniform of her firm but flat chest. "...Peterson is in there." She pointed to the large stomach. The woman drooled a little. "My baby is... me, inside my body." She quickly pulled the gun from her holster and pointed it at Dad. "You are going to fix this or I'll use this and stop you from hurting anyone else ever again!" Her strong male hands trembled with her anger and hurt. Dad backed up a little and tried to sound calm. "No problem, Officer...err ma'am... I can easily remedy your problems! Just take it easy and calm down! I just need something from my other daughter Jennifer for more accuracy and we can get started." By now, everyone nearby had stopped what they were doing and waited to see what was going to happen. Everyone was on edge. Jennifer inched closer to her dad. She handed him the portable swapper, it was the only thing he could need from her right now. "Alright, Ma'am, I am going to a