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Unintentional Body Swap
By J.J.
My father sat there, dying before my eyes, and there
was nothing I could do about it. His pale, hairless,
and skeletal body barely called to mind the robust man
he had once been, before the cancer (and it's
treatments) had ravaged him. At that time I was trying
very hard not to show any signs of sadness or stress,
because he was still alert enough to sense things like
that. My only concern was to make him as happy and
comfortable as the circumstances would allow. This
scene here didn?t take place in some cold and clinical
hospital room, his death would be as inevitable there
as it was here, in his home, with his family.
When he requested to see his old high school
yearbooks, I quickly complied. I figured he wanted to
have a look at his old glory years one last time. And
glory years they were, what with him being the
valedictorian/ star pitcher of the baseball team.
High school hadn?t been nearly so kind to me up to that
point, but I digress. I returned to his bedside with
all four of his yearbooks. He asked me to open to a
certain page in his freshman yearbook; on the page was
his photo. He then asked me what person was on the
page, and I replied, "Why you, of course." He just
shook his head "no". Then he asked me to open up to a
certain page in the junior yearbook. I opened to the
page, and lo and behold there was another photo of
him. Again he asked who was on the page, and again I
replied, "You of course." This time he nodded his head
in the affirmative.
Thinking he might have some sort of story or moral to
he wanted to explain, I asked him why he was himself
in junior, but not freshman year. "Well," he
rasped, "Because before Junior year I was that guy." He
pointed to an awkward looking guy, real skinny with
lots of curly brown hair and coke bottle glasses. He
then proceeded to explain to me how he was originally
born to a family of gypsies, and his mother, seeing
how he was unjustly picked on just for his looks, had
given him a spell that would allow him to swap bodies
with anyone . Naturally he chose to swap with the most
intelligent , not to mention most popular, kid in
school. He explained how he was able to access both
his own memories and the ones already in his new
body. The person he swapped with could do the same,
but not any memories regarding the spell. Finally he
pulled a yellowed piece of paper out of one of the
year books and handed it to me while he said, "I see
how unhappy you are, use this wisely and you?ll be as
happy as I am." After a few more minutes he went right
to sleep, all of the talking had really worn him out.
I cried myself to sleep that night, because not only
was my Father dying, he was now also insane.
He died in his sleep over night. I never told anyone
of our conversation, for fear it would ruin people?s
image of him. Within a few days all the arrangements
were settled, and relatives from across the country
came to the funeral. I know funerals aren?t supposed
to be much fun, but it seemed like my Dad?s was more
sorrowful than most, probably because he was only 40,
and a real good guy. Not surprisingly the reception
back at my house was also a bummer. I decided I needed
a break from all the gloom and doom surrounding the
funeral, so I retreated to my room to masturbate.
I was sort of a cross dresser at that point, so I
fished a pair of my Mom?s old panties from the back of
my closet and started to jerk off. I would imagine
myself as a woman and how cool it would be to be a
girl, specifically this one girl I know who is really
feminine, and dresses nice, and is drop dead gorgeous
to boot. While I was thinking how cool it would be to
be that girl, I remembered I still had that "spell" my
father had given me in my jeans from a few days ago
that were lying on the floor. I ripped it out of the
pocket and read it in my head. Apparently all you had
to say were a couple of lines of gibberish and than
the person whom you wanted to switch with?s name. I
was getting really excited just thinking about it, so
I started masturbating again. I put the sheet in front
of me and read of the gibberish, under my breath so no
one would hear. "Just think," I thought to myself, "in
a few moments you might be the prettiest girl in
school." I finished with the gibberish and the girl?s
name was on the tip of my tongue, when without warning
my door was opened and someone came in. Because I was
so shocked, and in such a compromising position, I
yelped out the person?s name, sealing my fate. The
final word I ever spoke as a male, hell, as a
teenager was, "Grandma!"
The next thing I saw was pretty weird. It was me, on
my bed masturbating. The first feeling I had was
relief, because the panties were out of view, so no
one would no I was a cross dresser. Then I realized
that I had actually traded bodies with my Mother?s
mother. All I saw when I looked down was a black dress
drapped over a huge saggy bosom of a sixty year old
woman who had given birth to 6 children. Before I
could take further stock of my situation a rough
strong hand, grabbed my arm and pulled me out into the
hallway. My Grandfather?s gruff voice scolded me in a
low tone, "Leave the boy alone you idiot, he?s a
teenager and doesn?t need any coddling." I stared up
at him bewildered, much like any grandson would when
his here-to-fore kind Grandpa had called him an idiot.
"Why are you looking like a deer in the headlights?"
he continued in his low, but extremely debasing voice,
"Shouldn?t you be helping Mary (my
Mom) in the kitchen. That?s just like an airhead like
you, leave your own daughter slaving in the kitchen on
the day she buried her husband, while you try to play
nurse maid to a grown man. Now get going!" As I
walked to the staircase tears formed in my eyes.
Absentmindedly, I thought about how different it was
to walk when you were wearing high heels and a dress,
not to mention having one of those top and bottom
heavy figures grandmas always seem to have. What was I
going to do now?
This was my first attempt at writing a TG story (I?m
sure you can tell) If you have any feedback you can
contact me at: [email protected]
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