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The Neighbors Curse By Morpheus Leanne Baker quickly walked down the busy sidewalk, surrounded by people on all sides, though she barely noticed any of them. However she smiled smugly, knowing that they were all noticing her. They always did, which of course was what she wanted. The men drooled while the women glared in envy, much to her delight. Of course Leanne couldn't blame them from staring at her. After all she was gorgeous. She was 5 foot 9 and a half, with long shapely legs. The rest of her figure was impressively sexy with a tight waist and two firm E sized breasts of which she was quite proud since they were all natural. Her flowing red hair went all the way down to her waist, being marked with a single lock of dyed blonde hair right in front. All of which made her the center of attention nearly everywhere she went. However at the moment, Leanne didn't have time to concern herself with the attention she was receiving, nor did she particularly care about anyone who was watching her. After all she knew very well that none of them was worth her time. In fact she felt more than a little disgusted by many of the people around her, secretly considering them nothing more than losers, or 'freaks and geeks' as she often referred to anyone that didn't quite meet her standards. Just as Leanne smiled slightly towards one guy that definitely looked like he might be her type, she was surprised to find somebody suddenly standing in her way. Almost as if he'd popped out of nowhere. She gasped in disgust as she stepped back, seeing a revolting bum. He looked very old, had long greasy hair that was nearly all white under the filth. He was dressed in ragged and filthy clothes that gave off a foul smell, making Leanne wince. "Gimme a quarter," the old man demanded, holding out his hand while staring at Leanne with a pair of intense blue eyes that darted around wildly. "I want some change." Leanne stepped back again, glaring at the filthy homeless man in disgust. "Get lost you piece of shit!" she snarled viciously, spitting at him. "Get the fuck away from me!" Then the homeless man's eyes locked on her for a moment and he glared furiously, demanding, "Gimme some change." "I said get the fuck away from me you asshole!" Leanne exclaimed, stepping back again. She stared at the homeless man, feeling both angry and slightly afraid of what he might do, or at least try to do. "You're not very nice," the old man started in a harsh sing-song voice, "others will agree, so the next person you insult, through those eyes you shall see." Then the homeless man turned around and ran off, vanishing into the crowd and leaving Leanne standing there, feeling a little confused but relieved at the same time. After a moment longer, Leanne scowled then hurried on her way, eager to get back to her apartment and relax a little before she had to work. Then she nearly smiled as she looked around at the 'freaks and geeks' that surrounded her one more time, wondering if any of them were going to be at the club to see her dancing that night. ----- With each step, the ache in Danny Case's leg pulsed, though he barely paid it any attention, having long since gotten used to it. Taking another step, Danny gripped his cane tighter, hating it but knowing that he needed it far too much to get rid of. He thought that it wasn't fair for a 13 year old to have to use a cane to walk, but unfortunately, he had been born with his right leg not working quite the way it should have, so had little choice. "Just great," Danny muttered to himself, glancing back down the hall of the apartment building towards the door to the apartment that he lived in with his family. It wasn't going to be a fun walk back, but he knew that it could have been much worse. His leg could have started acting up when he was further away. Then before Danny could take another step, he noticed someone else coming down the hall. It only took him a second to recognize Ms. Baker, the lady that lived just a couple apartments down from him. He'd seen hear around plenty of times, but didn't really know her very well, only that his dad stared at her all the time and his mom didn't like her. What he really knew though was that lately, she'd begun to look a whole lot more interesting to him. The very sight of her did things to him that he wouldn't have imagined possible not long before. "Wow," Danny whispered to himself, remembering the Playboy that he'd once found and desperately wishing that she had been inside. He was sure that the real thing would put all of his recent nightly fantasies to shame. A moment later, the tall redhead of Danny's adolescent fantasies had nearly reached him. He couldn't resist watching her as she walked, each step being very sexy, swaying her hips and breasts. He instinctively held his breath, forgetting about his leg and the cane in his hand for the moment as he watched her in fascination. After she had reached her door and unlocked it, Ms. Baker turned looked at Danny with a slight scowl on her face. "What are you staring at... cripple?" "What?" Danny gasped, having been called that before but wondering why she would do so. Then suddenly, he felt strange. Dizzy. "Oh my head," he moaned, losing the feeling from his body. It wasn't like losing consciousness since he was fully awake, but it was almost as if his body was falling asleep. It felt almost... distant. Suddenly, everything snapped back into place and Charlie stumbled backwards against the wall, feeling extremely unbalanced. Feeling extremely... strange. For a moment, he just leaned against the wall in confusion, wondering if now something else was wrong with him besides his leg. Maybe even a brain tumor. Then Danny heard a boy's voice gasp, "What the hell is going on?" His head snapped up and looked towards the voice and let out a gasp of his own as he recognized a 13 year old boy with somewhat short blonde hair, sitting on the ground... with an even more familiar cane lying on the ground next to him. It was himself. "Who are you?" Danny whispered, hesitating only a second before looking down at himself, already having an idea of what he'd find. However even though he'd more than half expected it, the sight of a pair of breasts pushing out from his chest was still very startling. "Oh no..." Frowning slightly, Danny reached down for the bulges on his chest, feeling more curious than anything else at the moment. He touched them for a moment before quickly pulling his hands away and glancing over the rest of his body. There was no doubt in his mind that he was indeed inside of Ms. Baker's body. There was even her skirt and the high heels on his feet to prove it. "What the fuck is going on?" the boy across from Danny demanded, standing up and obviously in great discomfort from his bad leg. From Danny's bad leg. "Ms. Baker?" Danny asked hesitantly, "Is that you?" "Hell yes!" she snorted from Danny's body, leaning up against the wall for support. Then she looked down at her new body in horror and gasped, "Oh shit!" Danny gulped and tried standing up without the wall, finding it a little difficult with the high heels and his new balance. However he did manage to do so. Then he tore his eyes from his real body and stared back at the one he was currently inside of, feeling extremely strange. His chest felt much heavier than normal and he could feel it pushing against the bra that he was wearing. His hips felt extremely wide and his legs longer than normal. "I feel weird," Danny muttered, running his hands over his body slightly, almost surprised at how easily he was taking the strange exchange so far. Then he realized that he had started thinking of it as some sort of adventure. The kind that always ended in the TV shows with everything back to normal. He smiled, feeling a little more comforted at that. "Weird." Then he giggled at the sexy woman's voice that had come out of his mouth. "What's so funny, you little brat?" Ms. Baker snarled from Danny's voice, obviously scared and angry. Danny carefully moved over towards where Ms. Baker was standing, taking each step very slowly. He concentrated on every move, very aware of how different his entire balance was... especially with the high heels on. It was almost as if he was walking on stilts, though he had never actually tried that before. However Danny was also aware that even though it wasn't easy to walk, there was no pain or discomfort from doing so either. When Danny was next to Ms. Baker, he looked down at her and gasped, realizing how much taller he was now. Nearly 7 inches taller, plus the added height from the high heels. Now he practically towered over his real body, much to his amusement. Danny couldn't resist asking, "Who's the brat now... little boy?" "What?" Ms. Baker gasped in shock, unable to believe that someone had said that to her. No one EVER talked to her that way. "I'm sorry," Danny responded, feeling almost immediately guilty. He knew that she had been insulting to him but he still felt bad for doing it to her. Then after a moment, he added in a quieter voice, "Do you know why we're like this?" Ms. Baker glared up at Danny for a moment before shaking her head. Then she gulped, suddenly remembering the incident on the street a short while earlier. "I... I might have an idea," she admitted. "But I'm not sure." However before she could explain, a woman's voice called out, "Danny. Leave Ms. Baker alone and get over here." They both turned towards the voice, towards Danny's mom who was standing just outside of their apartment down the hall. "Well young man?" she demanded impatiently. "Hurry up before dinner gets cold." "Oh shit!" Ms. Baker exclaimed quietly. They both looked towards Danny's mom, knowing that they couldn't tell her what had happened. There was absolutely no way that she'd believe them. "I guess you'll have to go," Danny whispered, feeling extremely uncomfortable as he said so. Ms. Baker growled, nodding agreement as she took her first real step since entering her new body and wincing from the bad leg. Without a word, Danny gave her a sympathetic look and picked up his cane for her, knowing that she was going to need it. "I'll explain later kid," Ms. Baker whispered before she started hobbling towards Danny's apartment. For a moment, Danny just watched her make her way slowly down the hall, while his mom called out, "Sorry if he was bothering you." Danny nodded, then went back towards Ms. Baker's apartment, knowing that she'd already unlocked the door before their exchange. Once Danny was inside of the apartment and had locked the door behind him, he let out a sigh of relief before looking around. It was quite a bit different from the apartment that he lived in with his family. Smaller for one thing though it was the style that really struck him. The apartment of a single woman rather than a family. "I wonder..." Danny mused after a moment, breaking into a smile as he started walking through the apartment, curious to get a better look at it. It wasn't until Danny had already walked through all of the rooms that he something suddenly dawned on him. "Oh shit," he whispered, staring down at the high heels on his feet and realizing that he'd just walked around the apartment without any problems at all. As soon as he stopped and thought about it, he felt unbalanced again, but when he hadn't thought about walking... when he just did it, it had been automatic and natural. As if his body had just taken over and moved like it was used to. "Weird," Danny mused. Then as Danny's eyes settled on his breasts, his curiosity rose again. He touched them hesitantly with his fingers, then grinned mischievously. Feeling rather naughty, he glanced around him, half afraid that someone might be watching, though there was no chance of that since he was the only one in the apartment. Then once Danny felt sure that there was no one to watch him, he started off towards the bedroom where he'd seen a full length mirror that covered the outside of the closets. However this time he was once again very aware of how unbalanced he felt in the high heels and quietly wished to himself that he'd never noticed them. Once Danny was standing in the bedroom again, he looked into the full sized mirror and gulped. He'd already seen Ms. Baker in the hall, but he hadn't really looked into the mirror when he'd been in the bedroom earlier. Then he'd just looked in it briefly before leaving. However this time he couldn't take his eyes off of his reflection, amazed at it in spite of the fact that he'd expected to see it. Standing in front of Danny in the mirror was a gorgeous woman with long red hair that had a little bit of blonde hanging down in front. She had gorgeous green eyes, full luscious lips that were coated with a bright red lipstick that Danny could taste. A gold and diamond stud gleamed slightly from the side of her nose and a pair of ear rings dangled from each ear. As he stared at her silently, he slowly realized that he felt rather funny. Sort of like when he'd thought about Ms. Baker before, though this time was a little different. Normally his penis got hard and felt really good to touch, but now his crotch felt sort of wet instead of hard, though still rather nice, while his two nipples felt a little like his penis normally did. After a few minutes of silently staring at himself, Danny gulped and gathered his nerve. Then he glanced around himself nervously again, feeling just a little bit guilty. However that didn't stop him from starting to get undressed. In fact it almost made it seem even more interesting for some reason. Slowly, bit by bit, Danny removed his clothes, finding that doing so with his now longer fingernails made it a little more difficult. Especially when he had to work at the lacy black bra for several minutes before he was finally able to get it off. However once he did, Danny stood up, dressed only in the very skimpy black panties which he hesitated on for only a moment more before they too fell to the ground. "Oh man," he whispered to himself, slowly running his hands over his naked body and feeling even stranger, though nicer as well. His fingers touched his nipples which were much larger than his own and very hard as well. Then he let out a gasp at how good they felt to touch and play with. "Allan will never believe this in a million years," Danny whispered, wondering how his best friend would react. However he frowned, knowing that he couldn't really tell Allan until they were both back to normal. And maybe not even then. He felt a little disappointed at that but quickly forgot it as he returned to his self exploration. Danny carefully rubbed a small tattoo on his breast of a dragon, then ran his hands down to his slender waist, noticing a ring through his belly button as he did so. He fingered it for several seconds, almost surprised that it didn't hurt at all. Then Danny hesitated for a moment before looking down further. His new crotch had a little bit of hair around it, which he thought was quite strange since he only had a few hairs beginning to grow on his own. "Cool," Danny muttered, fingering the red hair before moving on the fact that he didn't have a penis anymore. He stared at what he did have instead, already knowing that girls were like that down there but never having seen it for himself. All he'd known was what the boys at school had told him, and this was definitely different. "Wow," he muttered before he started to touch himself. Danny quickly found that he was very sensitive there, not to mention wet. It felt rather good too. Then he pulled his fingers back, coated with a sort of slippery liquid that he knew was definitely not water. Nor was it pee, he was sure. "Boy this is weird." After Danny had pulled his hands away from his crotch, curious about how nice it had felt down there but more curious about the rest of his body, he slowly looked himself over, even turning around in front of the mirror. He noticed that there was another tattoo, one of a heart with a sword through it on one side of his butt. Then there was yet another around his left ankle, this one looking like thorns. Once he was through looking at most of his new body, Danny stuck his tongue out at himself, thinking that it might be pretty funny coming from someone as pretty as Ms. Baker. However when he did so, he was a little surprised to notice something on his tongue. It looked like a little silver metal ball, and on closer look, he saw that his tongue was pierced. "Oh man," Danny exclaimed, sticking his tongue out again and looking at it. He'd felt something inside his mouth, bumping around a little when he talked, but hadn't really thought about it until then. "Cool." He was especially amazed since it didn't hurt like he would have imagined. Shaking his head, Danny turned away from the mirror, wondering how he'd ended up in Ms. Baker's body. He smiled in excitement as he thought about how interesting his little adventure had been so far and knew that he still had to look around some more. There was still her closet and dresser to look through. Danny was dying to see what kind of stuff he might find there. A moment later, Danny found the purse that had been slung over his shoulder right after the body swap. It was lying right on the edge of the bed where he'd set it while undressing. And with a grin, he opened it up and started pulling things out. A hair brush and makeup were put onto the bed, as well as several condoms, an open pack of cigarettes and finally a wallet. Danny opened the wallet up and looked inside, curious about how much money Ms. Baker had. The sight of several $100 bills in the back made him let out a whistle. "She's rich," Danny exclaimed. Then he looked at the drivers license which said her name was Leanne Baker and that she was 23 years old, though he had to do a little math to figure out her age from the birth year it had given. "Man this is cool," Danny said, carefully putting everything back into the purse. Then realizing that he was feeling a little hungry, Danny went to the kitchen to see what he could find to eat. He settled on some leftover Chinese takeout that he'd found in the fridge and quickly put into the microwave. It didn't take Danny long to finish eating, though he found that it was a little different using the fork with long fingernails...as well as eating with something through his tongue. However did like the novelty of it and wondered when it would wear off. When he would the adventure would end and he'd go back to being himself... bad leg and all. As Danny thought about going back to normal, he froze for a moment then decided to get dressed again before he got caught. He blushed a little at the thought of suddenly changing back to normal again and having Ms. Baker find herself in her own body naked. Danny knew that if that happened, he'd just die of embarrassment. Then with his mind made up, Danny went to work putting the clothes back on, hoping that it would be easier than taking them off. He soon found that this wasn't so. ----- Leanne scowled to herself as she silently ate the food on the plate in front of her. It was some sort of tuna casserole, and she hated tuna. She hated eating any kind of fish ever since she was a kid, but she didn't let it show, knowing that she had to pretend to be that kid she'd traded places with. She barely glanced at the other people around the dinner table with her. Danny's mom, a fairly attractive though slightly overweight blonde who nearly made Leanne sick. She never could understand why some women would give up their freedom and become housewives. That didn't really seem to be any better than being some kind of a servant or something. Then there was the middle aged man who talked non-stop about how his day at work had gone. Danny's father. And sitting next to Leanne were a 8 year old girl and a little boy who was barely out of the high chair from the looks of him. Angie and Scotty, she'd learned their names were, though she didn't particularly care. "Is something wrong Danny?" the woman, Danny's mom, asked. It took Leanne a moment to remember that she was supposed to be Danny and answered, "No. I'm fine." Danny's mom gave her a slightly skeptical look but left it at that, much to Leanne's relief. She wasn't in any kind of mood to deal with that woman than she had to. It was bad enough having to pretend to be Danny as it was and she didn't need any questions to make it more difficult. When Leanne had finished eating and stood up to leave the table, she winced at the pain that shot through her leg. She quickly grabbed the cane for support and for a moment, almost felt sorry for the real Danny. For having to go through that all the time. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Danny's dad asked when Leanne started to hobble away from the table. At Leanne's questioning look, he finished, "It's your night to clear the table and load the dishwasher." "I was just going to the bathroom first," Leanne responded, quickly coming up with a plausible excuse. She felt a little smug as she hobbled off towards the bathroom, though not for long with the heavy ache from her leg. When Leanne got to the bathroom and closed the door behind her, she let out a sigh of relief, taking the weight back off of her leg. "How can that bastard stand this?" she growled to herself, almost regretting coming into the bathroom. Then Leanne caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror and froze, staring at the little kid who looked back. She quickly snapped away from the mirror and glanced towards the toilet, realizing for the first time that she actually did have to go to the bathroom a little. "I might as well," she told herself, quickly undoing her pants and staring at her new male equipment in disappointment. "Figures I get turned into a guy and it's a runt." She frowned, realizing that it was probably about normal size for a boy Danny's age, but it was still far smaller than she preferred on her men, and a lot less developed. With a shrug Leanne decided to see what it was like to piss standing up, though she quickly found that it wasn't quite as easy to aim as she had expected. She cursed silently to herself as she used some toilet paper to clean up where she'd missed the toilet, then left the bathroom to take care of Danny's chores, eagerly looking for an opportunity to slip out of the apartment unnoticed. Soon, she told herself impatiently, soon. ----- Danny quickly walked through the small apartment again, reveling in the fact that he could do so with no sign of the pain that usually accompanied every step. He loved being able to walk, to move around so freely, though he also wished that he had room to run. That was something that he'd never been able to do in his life and regretted that he might not be able to now that he had the opportunity. "This is so cool," Danny said, stopping in the living room and then jumping up and down several times. The odd jiggling feeling from his chest was extremely distracting and rather uncomfortable, but he laughed at it as well. Then Danny turned and strolled across the living room, unaware of how sexily and feminine he was walking, nor of how easily he was walking in the high heels that were once again on his feet. After just an hour and a half in that body, it just felt as if he was walking normally. Naturally. He moved without consciously thinking of how he was doing it, only that he loved the way it felt to do so without the usual discomfort. Suddenly Danny snapped around at the sound coming from the door. As it someone was fighting with the knob, thought that only lasted a few seconds as a knocking on the door followed. After a moment of staring at the door in fear, Danny gulped and went to open it, only to find himself standing there. Or at least his own body. "Bout time," Leanne snapped, pushing past Danny and into the apartment. Then she dropped onto her couch and let out a sigh, glaring at the cane in her hand in disgust. "How can you stand this shit?" But before Danny could answer, Leanne respond, she sighed, "Damn I need a smoke." Danny watched Leanne in his body, feeling almost amused at the moment. It was so strange to see his body from that angle and realize just how other people saw him. And it was even stranger when he thought about the fact that it was the real Leanne Baker who was inside of his body. The very thought almost made him chuckle, though he wisely kept from doing so. "Um..," Danny started, remembering that she'd said something earlier about knowing what might have caused their change, "How did this happen?" His curiosity was peaked and he watched her, waiting for an answer. Leanne glared at him for a moment, then leaned forward and started looking for something on the coffee table. As she did so, she said, "I ran into some weird freak today and he muttered some kind of curse. I don't remember what it was that he said though except something about my not being very nice." She sneered at that while adding, "The guy was a fucking loser." Then Leanne seemed to find what she was looking for and leaned back into the couch. Danny looked at her for a moment before whispering "Oh." Then Leanne looked up at him with an intense frown, exclaiming, "Shit. I've gotta be at the club tonight." "Club?" Danny asked curiously. "Maybe I can go for you." He didn't know what kind of club it was, but it certainly sounded like it might be interesting. "Not unless you know how to dance," Leanne snorted, glaring at Danny. Then she suddenly exclaimed, "How are you walking in those heels?" Surprised by the question, Danny shrugged. "I don't know." He thought about how easily he'd been walking around the apartment and then how difficult it had been right after they had changed. It didn't make much sense but he decided that it really wasn't important. "I just am." Leanne continued to stare at Danny, this time with a thoughtful look on her face. "I can't believe I'm considering this," she muttered to herself. "But I need that job." For a moment she just sat there, then told Danny, "Maybe I can teach you a real simple routine. And if they ask, we can just say that you're sick." She didn't seem real happy about that decision, but she had made up her mind. Danny quickly agreed, asking what he needed to do first. Leanne just leaned back into the couch again, glared at the cane and then Danny before letting out a sigh. Then, to Danny's complete shock, she pulled a cigarette out of the pack that had been unnoticed in her hand and put it to her mouth. "What are you...?" Danny started, completely shocked at the sight of her lighting the cigarette while in his body. It looked so... strange. Then Leanne started hacking and coughing, scrunching her face up. "Shit!" she exclaimed a moment later, glaring at the cigarette that was still in her hand. Then as if to spite it, she took another tentative drag, the results not being much better. After yet a third drag, which seemed to go much better, Leanne set the cigarette into the ashtray, still smoldering though she made no attempt to pick it up again. "I guess that's out for now," she muttered in disgust. Then turning back to Danny, Leanne sighed again. "All right then. I guess we'd better get started." A short while later, Danny was amazed to find himself dressed in Leanne's 'working clothes', at her insistence. He blushed as he admired himself in the mirror, gulping at the sparkly and very skimpy red bikini, not to mention the heels on his feet which made the ones he'd been wearing earlier look like sandals. Fortunately though, Danny was relieved to find that they were just as easy for him to walk in as the others if he just let his body move the way that it wanted to. "Well you look all right at least," Leanne told him reluctantly, "but I'll still have to get the makeup done before then." Danny nodded understanding, quickly glancing back at the mirror and fighting back the urge to run his hands over his body and explore a little more closely. The wetness that he'd felt earlier had definitely returned. Then after another couple of minutes, Danny was in the living room, listening to Leanne explain what he needed to do. It sounded kind of silly at first when she started telling that he was going to be dancing for her that night, then he started blushing badly when he suddenly realized exactly what Leanne's job in the club was. He'd heard about girls like that in school but certainly hadn't guessed that Ms. Baker was a stripper... or 'exotic dancer' as she told him. "Wow," Danny whispered when Leanne had finished telling him how he was going to have to move. Then she turned on the music and told him to start dancing. "OK," Danny responded nervously, slowly starting to move to the music. "Not like that stupid!" Leanne snapped. "You've got to move like you mean it. Not like you're just moving around." Taking a deep breath, Leanne ordered Danny to try it again, "This time with feeling." "Not bad," Leanne said after a few more minutes, obviously impressed, though not too much so. Danny just smiled and continued to move, finding that it was easier if he didn't think about what he was doing. If he just let himself go and moved to the music instead. It seemed to work because Leanne didn't make too much fun of the way he was doing it. After just a little longer, Danny took a break, finding that he was breathing a little hard and beginning to sweat, but enjoying it. Never in his life had he been able to do anything athletic at all. Not like he was now. Sure, he knew that it was only dancing, not like playing football or anything, but he loving being able to move around so freely without the pain that had been his near constant companion before the change. "That was fun," Danny told Leanne, smiling broadly. "And you get paid to do that? Wow." With a snort, Leanne leaned back into the couch, rubbing at her leg. "What the fuck is wrong with your leg kid?" she demanded. Danny frowned and answered in a quiet voice. "It's been like that since I was born." Leanne stared at Danny with a sympathetic look in her eye that made him uncomfortable. He'd never liked people pitying him because of his bad leg. Then Leanne stared at the cane for a moment before snorting and turning back towards Danny. After Leanne had stared at Danny for a moment, a mischievous smile formed on her face, making Danny feel a bit nervous. "You know kid..." Leanne said slowly, "if you're gonna be pretending to be me tonight, you're gonna have to do it right or you'll make people suspicious." Danny nodded, knowing that he was going to have to be very careful. The thought of later on made him more than a little worried, but he also tingled with excitement at the idea. It was definitely going to be interesting if nothing else. Then, what Leanne did next caught Danny by surprise. She held out the pack of cigarettes and said, "Have a smoke." At Danny's confused look, Leanne snorted impatiently. "Look kid, I'm a smoker and if you're going to pretend to be me tonight, then you're going to have to smoke too." "But..." Danny gasped in surprise, "I don't smoke..." "But I don't smoke," Leanne mocked him sarcastically. "Quit whining. Are you going to do this or not? Because if you are, the people I work with would wonder what's up if I started acting different... or you started acting different." Danny nodded faintly then reached for the cigarettes, nervously grabbing the pack and pulling one out. He stared at it for a moment before Leanne said, "Just do whatever it was that you did to walk in my heels." For a long moment, Danny just stared stubbornly at Leanne, who was staring back with an almost amused expression. He wondered why she bothered telling him that. After all, what was so hard about breathing in and then blowing the smoke back out? In a determined motion, Danny put the cigarette between his lips then accepted the lighter from Leanne. After flicking it on, he stared at the flame for several seconds before finally raising it to the end of the cigarette and sucking in. The warm smoke felt extremely strange as it went down Danny's throat and into his lungs, tickling a little as well. However he barely had time to notice the sensations or the taste as he quickly started coughing and hacking, much to Leanne's obvious amusement. She was even laughing. Danny glared at her once the coughing fit had passed, then glanced back down at the cigarette he held between his fingers with a feeling of determination. "Smooth move kid," Leanne laughed. Danny glared at her, wondering how he was going to make it through the night. As he did so, he absently raised the cigarette back to his lips in the smooth practiced move of a longtime smoker and easily took a drag. As he blew the smoke back out to the side, it suddenly dawned on him what he'd done and how easily he'd done it. Just by following Leanne's suggestion, even though he hadn't really intended to. "That was certainly a lot more natural looking," Leanne commented with a smirk. "Whatever," Danny muttered, blushing slightly in embarrassment though trying hard not to let her see. It took his concentration to stay relaxed and take another drag from the cigarette without going into another coughing fit. Over the next several minutes, they both sat on the couch while Leanne told Danny whatever she could think of that would help him later that night. He listened intently while he smoked his cigarette, finding that with each puff it grew easier and more natural for him to do so. When Danny finally stubbed the cigarette out, Leanne exclaimed in an unhappy voice, "When I find the freak that did this to me..." she growled but left it off there, turning to Danny and snapping, "You'd better practice some more. You don't have much more time." Danny nodded, smiling slightly as he stood up and went back to the middle of the room. The look on Leanne's face... his real face was actually almost funny. He chuckled silently to himself, thinking that she should just relax and have fun with what had happened like he was. After all, it was a once in a lifetime chance and who knew how soon it was going to end. After Danny had practiced for a short while longer, growing more comfortable with the dancing, Leanne stopped him with a reminder that she was due at the club soon. "I'll kill that ugly freak," Leanne snarled while Danny started putting Leanne's regular clothes on again. "I don't know how he did this to me, but after he changes me back to normal, I'm going to make sure he regrets it." She glared at Danny for a moment as if it was somehow his fault that they were in the wrong bodies, though he wasn't bothered by the way she looked at him. "Uh huh," Danny mumbled in response, concentrating on the clothes which were much easier to put back on the second time. Once Danny was dressed again, he and Leanne stepped back into the hallway while she continued to remind him about everything she could possibly think of. She was obviously nervous about her condition and was taking her mind off of it by instructing Danny, who was getting tired of nodding his head and muttering "Uh huh." "And remember, the bald bouncer's name is J.D," Leanne told Danny for the third time. "I remember," Danny sighed, beginning to get annoyed at the repetition, but trying not to show it. He really wished that she'd just relax a little. It almost seemed as if she was about to have a heart attack... in his body. Suddenly a loud woman's voice echoed down the hall. "Danny!" They both snapped around towards Danny's apartment, seeing his mom standing outside of it with her hands on her hips. "What in the world are you doing out here?" Danny and Leanne glanced at each other, both muttering, "Uh oh," at the same time. "Get back inside and finish your home work young man," Danny's mom ordered in a firm voice, starting towards them down the hall. "And quit bothering Ms. Baker." Leanne glared at Danny before turning back towards her temporary mom, tempted to tell her off but biting her tongue at the last moment in a rare flash of self control. "I was just talking to... her," Leanne said, trying to hide the sneer that tried creeping into her voice. "Well get back in here," the other woman said, sighing. Then shaking her head, she turned towards Danny and said, "I'm sorry if he's bothering you again." Danny blushed a little in embarrassment but also smiled, realizing that he was now taller than his mom, or at least that he was in the high heels. He wasn't quite sure if he was bare footed or not yet. "It's no problem," Danny finally brought himself to answer. A moment later, his mom started back down the hall with Leanne hobbling beside her, obviously having a hard time with her leg. Danny felt a slight stab of pity for her, knowing exactly what it was that she was going through. But at the same time, he smiled, feeling thankful for that fact that he wasn't the one having to feel it for a change. That he was capable of walking and even dancing without his leg hurting him. Then after Danny saw Leanne and his mom disappear into his apartment, he shrugged and went back into Leanne's. Danny stood just inside of Leanne's apartment for a moment, looking around and realizing for the first time that if somehow his adventure didn't end... then it might really become his apartment. That idea sent a shiver down Danny's spine, especially since a tiny part of him almost hoped that it would become permanent. That he could keep walking and dancing without the pain that had accompanied every movement. Then with a slightly guilty feeling, Danny pushed those thoughts aside, reminding himself that it was only an adventure, just like on TV and that it was going to end soon. It only took Danny a moment to remember what he had to do. He glanced at the wall, knowing that he had to get to the club soon, then reached for the phone. After he'd called a cab to pick him up, Danny grabbed for the purse then started towards where he'd be picked up, feeling both nervous and eager at the same time. ----- Leanne scowled as she leaned back in the chair she was sitting in, turning away from the desk and Danny's homework to glare at his bedroom which surrounded her. She was furious and trying desperately to keep some sort of self control. It had taken everything she had to keep from telling that bitch to shut the fuck up and leave her alone. And the only thing that had so far kept her from doing so was the knowledge that she'd humiliate herself if anyone found out what had happened to her. That she'd been turned into some punk cripple kid. And a boy at that. "Fuck this," Leanne snarled, turning away from the homework and deciding that Danny could finish it himself. She didn't give a damn if he got in trouble for not turning it in, though she did feel a slight stab of worry when she realized that she might still be stuck as him when that happened. She winced, refusing to consider that anymore. She was damn well going to get her own beautiful body back or... or... she refused to consider any alternative. With a long sigh, Leanne got up, grunting from the ache in her leg as she did so. After she rubbed it for a moment, she slowly started moving around Danny's room, deciding to amuse herself with a quick exploration. She even chuckled, expecting to find a stash of porn magazines hidden somewhere in the room. After all, what teenage boy didn't have a dirty mind? However even after Leanne had gone through all of Danny's room, she found no sign of any pornography, almost do her disappointment. "What is this kid," she grumbled to herself quietly, "some sort of freak?" She snorted at that, sitting down on the edge of Danny's bed and wondering how he was doing at the club, hoping that he didn't fuck up too badly. "I'll kick his scrawny ass if he does," she told herself, not considering the fact that he now possessed her somewhat larger body. Then, just as Leanne was starting to get back off the bed, the bedroom door swung open and in flew the cute 8 year old who was Danny's sister. "Wanna play house with me?" Angie asked excitedly. But before Leanne could even get over her surprise and answer, Angie darted over to the corner and pulled a video game off of a chair. "I wanna play this." Leanne glared at the little girl, in no mood for her foolishness, then snapped, "Get the fuck out of here you little brat!" Angle suddenly froze, staring at Leanne in shock. Her eyes started to quiver and before Leanne realized what had happened, Angie was crying and then running out the door screaming "MOMMY!" "What the hell?" Leanne gasped, getting to her feet and grabbing the cane. A moment later, Danny's mom burst through the door with a furious expression on her face. "What do you think you're doing yelling at your sister like that?" "But..." Leanne started, surprised to suddenly be on the defensive. "You have no right to talk to her that way," Danny's mom exclaimed, her hands on her hips while she glared at Leanne. Then she said, "For that you can be grounded for a week." And before Leanne could even think of anything to say, the woman was gone and the door was slammed behind her. Leanne stared at the door for a moment and muttered, "Shit! How can this get any worse?" However that was a question that she already knew that she didn't want answered though she was beginning to become afraid that she was going to find out anyway. ----- The first thing that Danny had noticed upon arriving at the club was the loud music and the smoke filled air. Everything seemed so... different than he was used to. So much more energetic but confusing as well. He wasn't quite sure what to think as he made his way into the back rooms where Leanne had told him to go. "Hey Leanne," a huge breasted blonde woman wearing very little greeted him. "You OK? You look a little...confused." There was something about the way that she looked at Danny that made him instantly wary. Danny stared at her for a moment, trying to remember if Leanne had told him the woman's name. Since he couldn't remember, Danny just smiled and said, "I'm all right. I've just got a bit of the flu." "Well, I hope you feel better," the woman said, a hint of something else there as she then walked away from Danny in a very sexy way. Gulping, Danny decided that he'd have to be a lot more careful. He'd only been inside there for just over a minute and someone had already noticed something wrong with him. Then he took a deep breath and started back down the hall, knowing that he was going to have to really pay attention to his new surroundings if he didn't want anyone to get suspicious. After Danny found the dressing room, he changed into the 'working clothes' that Leanne had provided him, doing so in front of several gorgeous women. The very act of seeing them in various stages of undress made him start to get wet again and he was extremely uncomfortable as he fought back the urge to rub at his new sensitive spots. While Danny dressed, he listened very carefully to the women talking, making sure that he remembered what each one was called. Within several minutes though, a black woman with huge breasts came over to Danny and asked, "What's up girl? You're pretty quiet tonight." Danny smiled, remembering that he'd heard the others call her Sugar. "I'm fine Sugar," he responded slowly, adding, "I'm just not feeling well tonight." "Ah." Sugar nodded her head understandingly. "Sorry you gotta dance then honey." With that Sugar turned away, while the blonde that they called Dawn started towards the door announcing that she was on next. Danny nodded, knowing that he was going to be on after she was and hoping that he could do all right. A small weight seemed to form in the pit of his stomach at that thought. "Damn I need to calm down," Danny told himself quietly, glancing at the other women in the room and smiling at the sight. He never would have thought that he'd be able to see so much women outside of some magazine like the ones some of his friends had. Then Danny noticed one woman at the far side of the room, lighting up a cigarette and blowing the smoke into the air. The sight suddenly made him realize that he wanted one too, though he wasn't quite sure why. After a moment, he decided that it was because he'd heard a lot of people say that smoking helped them relax and he certainly needed that at the moment. Without a word, Danny reached over to the purse and got himself a cigarette, finding that he didn't feel as embarrassed about lighting up in front of the others as he would have thought. After taking a long and surprisingly satisfying drag from the cigarette, Danny got up, feeling a little more relaxed already. Then, with the cigarette held comfortably between his fingers, Danny started for the door, deciding that it might be a good idea to watch Dawn for awhile before he was up. "Hey J.D," Danny greeted a large bald man that he'd recognized as the bouncer from what Leanne had told him. J.D. nodded faintly, looking just a little surprised as well. Apparently the real Leanne didn't talk to him much, or at least that was what Danny guessed. Then with a shrug, Danny turned back towards the stage where the very sexy Dawn was doing things that made him nearly squirm. If he still has his penis, he knew that he'd be as hard as a rock. As it was, only his nipples were. Danny stared intently at Dawn while she went through her dance, mesmerized by the sexy moves. Every motion made him realize how simple his own dancing at Leanne's apartment had been bland in comparison. And as he watched her, he was a little startled to find himself feeling almost competitive. Wanting to prove that he could do better. Then his chance finally came. "Give a hand for the lovely Dawn," a voice called out over the microphone. When the clapping died down, Dawn left the stage, though not before collecting all the money that had appeared there while she danced. "Next, give it up for your babe and mine.... the luscious.... Leanne!" At that, Danny started towards the stage, almost feeling eager to try dancing in front of all the people that were gathered around. Men were all over the place, cheering him on, filling Danny with even more excitement than before. He stopped on the stage and nodded faintly to Dawn before looking around the audience, most of which were in various stages of being drunk, though Danny barely noticed that. Suddenly Danny froze, gulping as an unexpected wave of nervousness washed over him. The phrase 'butterflies in the stomach' ran through his mind, though he quickly smiled, reminding himself that it was a once in a lifetime chance. "What an adventure," Danny muttered to himself, grinning broadly as he started moving to the music. At first the movements were slow and careful, but as Danny kept moving to the music, they grew easier and more comfortable. Within minutes, Danny was moving perfectly gracefully, and from the stares and cheers in the audience, he smiled to himself, knowing that he was doing it right. A surge of pride shot through him at that thought. Danny was completely aware of all the men who were staring at him, making him a little nervous at first, but their cheering drove him on, encouraging him to push himself more and more into the music, doing whatever seemed the most appropriate and quickly moving beyond the meager instruction that Leanne had offered him back at her apartment. Danny's heart was racing and he could feel sweat forming on his skin, becoming delighted in that, though not nearly so much as the fact that he could move so freely without pain. Doing things that he'd never even imagined being able to do before the exchange. Completely lost in the movements and the emotions that were pouring out from the audience, Danny flew across the stage, delighted in the awesome freedom that was his. The freedom and excitement that he hoped would never end, though the song stopped almost before Danny was even aware of it. "Oh wow," Danny whispered to himself, standing on the stage and staring out at all the men who were staring back at him, their lust very obvious. He glanced at the money which was scattered throughout the stage, even some of it poking out of his panties where some of the men had put it. Then with a broader grin, Danny realized that the music was starting up again and quickly returned to the dancing. Danny loved every moment that he was engrossed in the music and his own dancing, loving even more that he was able to. When the third song finally ended, Danny stopped dancing, disappointed as he did so, almost wishing that it could have gone on forever. "Give it up for the lovely Leanne!" the announcer called out from off to the side. Turning towards it, Danny saw the man beside the bar with the microphone. Then he turned back to the audience and suddenly blushed, feeling rather embarrassed to be standing there almost completely naked in front of all those men, and even more so at the fact that he sort of liked the attention. Then with a nervous but triumphant smile, Danny bowed, getting even more cheers from the audience as he did so. As Danny stepped from the stage, he continued smiling to himself then wiped a loose strand of hair from his face, quietly exclaiming, "This is so cool." Then with a quiet giggle, Danny started on his way towards the back rooms once again, knowing that he still had to get ready for some lap dancing... though he still wasn't completely sure what that was. However that didn't bother him in the least since Danny was sure that he'd figure it out quickly enough. Once Danny was in the back room again, he lit himself another cigarette, partly to blend in... though a part of him knew that this was just a rationalization to hide the fact that he was beginning to enjoy smoking. It made him feel sort of good... relaxed as well as grown up. "Nice show," a woman that Danny didn't quite recognize said, walking in with a smile on, though very little else. He smiled back, trying hard to keep his eyes on her face when they wanted to move a little lower. Then he chuckled silently, reminding himself that he had the exact same equipment now, even if it was only temporary. "I thought you might like something to drink," the woman said, holding out several brown glass bottles that Danny immediately recognized as beer. "Um... thanks," Danny responded slowly, accepting one of the offered beers. The woman nodded, saying, "No prob," before taking the other beer across the room to another woman whom Danny didn't know. After only a second of hesitation, Danny smiled and took a sip. It didn't taste quite like he expected, being just a little less pleasant, but not too bad. Then with a shrug, Danny took another sip, took a drag from his cigarette, then went back to changing his costume for the lap dancing that he was going to have to do in few minutes. Danny stopped at the edge to the main room a short while later, silently watching several of the other girls lap dancing with men for half a minute, quickly deciding that it didn't look too hard. In fact, he was confident that he could do it too. Then he smiled to himself as he went out to prove it, confident in his success... even beginning to look forward to it. ----- "Shit!" Leanne spat out for the hundredth time, laying back motionless on Danny's bed and trying not to think about how strange everything suddenly was, or about how that little brat was taking her place at the club. She scowled even deeper, unable to help but think about it, no matter how hard she tried. Closing her eyes, Leanne tried to think about something else instead. Something a little more useful, such as how she could get back to normal. She refused to even consider the possibility that there was no way. There had to be. She just had to find it. After silently thinking about how she could find the strange man who was responsible for her unwelcome change of body, Leanne opened her eyes up again and pulled her hand away from her mouth, suddenly freezing. "What the fuck?" Leanne demanded, staring at her fingers, specifically her ragged nails in disgust and confusion. She'd just been chewing on her fingernails, not even having realized that she'd done so until just that moment. "What the hell am I doing?" she demanded, knowing that she NEVER chewed her nails. But then, she couldn't help wondering, why was she doing so now? However Leanne already suspected the reason why, though she refused to admit it... even to herself. With that Leanne jumped off the bed, staring down at herself and missing the weight of her breasts. Her perfect breasts. She felt so strange in her new body...and even worse, almost comfortable. As if a part of her thought that it was perfectly normal. "I am not a little boy," she told herself with as much conviction as she could, though it sounded less than impressive in the 13 year old voice that came from her mouth. Then, a moment later, the bedroom door opened up and Danny's mom stuck her head in, still looking rather strict, obviously not having forgotten that 'Danny' was still in trouble, much to Leanne's annoyance. "Don't forget that it's your bedtime," the woman told Leanne in a voice that brooked no arguments. "Lights out in ten minutes." And with that she was gone, leaving Leanne alone again. After a moment, Leanne muttered, "Damn it!" hesitating a few seconds more before she decided that she had better go along with it. After all, it would only be more trouble if someone started to suspect that she wasn't who she seemed to be. ----- When Danny finally left the club in the early hours of the morning, he was exhausted and sweaty, badly in need of a shower. However couldn't help but smiling either, never having felt better in his life. He'd spent the entire night dancing and his leg hadn't bothered him even once, much to his delight. During the cab ride back to home... to Leanne's apartment, Danny smiled thoughtfully, hardly able to believe how great he felt. How he'd actually danced in front of all those men... and loved every minute of it. Of the freedom to move around without the pain. For a brief moment, Danny almost blushed, remembering some of the lap dancing, having picked it up even quicker than he'd expected, almost as if his body already knew how do to it and his mind only needed to catch up. However in spite of the few men who'd tried to touch him more than he wanted, Danny had enjoyed it, amazing himself with just how easily he'd been able to make them pay attention to him. To almost hypnotize them with nothing more than moving around. "I love it," Danny giggled to himself. Then Danny blushed again, embarrassed to remember that he'd actually started finding some of those men he'd danced with... interesting. Much more interesting than they should have been by any right, but he couldn't deny the strange attraction that he'd started to feel. His nipples were still hard as rocks, poking into his bra almost painfully and he was sure that his panties were soaked all the way through, evidence of just how excited he'd become from the nights activities. Looking out the window, Danny reached for the purse... his for the time being and pulled a cigarette out, lighting it and blowing the smoke out the cracked window. He only hoped that it would help him relax enough to forget about just how excited and horny he felt. It had been almost everything that he could do to resist the temptation to explore his new parts and those feelings in much more detail. In fact, he knew that the only thing that had kept him from doing just that was that he hadn't had enough time alone since it had started to do that. Danny blew a long stream of smoke out the window, still smiling to himself, amazed at just how easily he was adapting to his change. He absently rubbed one of his nipples through his shirt, wishing that the taxi driver wasn't sitting right in the front seat. "In just a few minutes," Danny muttered, deciding that he'd take care of his growing curiosity, not to mention his other... needs, just as soon as he was back in Leanne's apartment. "It's been an interesting night," Danny thought to himself, strongly suspecting that it was only going to get even more interesting before he finally got to bed. After the taxi finally pulled up in front of the building, Danny stepped out and heard the driver say, "That'll be eleven thirty-five lady." "Just a moment," Danny responded, turning his attention back to the business at hand. He looked into the purse, seeing the wad of money that he'd collected in tips and then smiling to himself, feeling rich. He couldn't believe how much money he'd got just from one night of dancing. Then he handed the driver a twenty, unable to resist saying, "Keep the change." A moment later, the taxi drove off and Danny turned back to the building, a wide smile on his face as he took the first step forward, not knowing when his little adventure would end, but at the moment hoping that it wouldn't be for a little while. At least not until he was finished with what he had planned before going to bed. Then with a grin on his face, Danny continued on his way, one hand clutching a cigarette between his fingers while the other absently rubbed at his breast. ----- "Damn it," Leanne growled to herself quietly, watching the street roll by as she looked out the window of the ugly yellow school bus that she was currently riding on. The same school bus that she'd been forced to ride that morning as well as the day before. "Fucking freak," she muttered again, quickly glancing around to make sure that no one had heard her. With a sigh Leanne glared at the kids around her, telling herself that she didn't belong there with them, though that did nothing to change the situation. It had been 3 days since she'd traded places with that kid... with the real Danny, and she was absolutely no closer to finding the freak responsible. That was only made even more impossible due to the rest of the situation. Being a teenage boy and having a bad leg both severely limited her transportation, but add the grounding, school and close watch that her 'family' kept on her, she was barely able to even get out of the apartment for a minute. "I can't take much more of this," Leanne told herself quietly, trying to keep the tears from coming to her eyes. It was growing harder and with each passing hour, she was beginning to grow more worried about her return to normal. She hated being treated like a kid, especially since she was an independent grown woman. At least inside. However she winced under the knowledge that everyone else just saw her as nothing more than a cripple kid. Something which she'd learned very quickly. Danny's mother watched her every move at home, almost as if she thought that her 'son' was completely incapable because of the bad leg. And then there was school. It has been bad enough being forced to go to school... to take those classes and deal with all the brats that surrounded her. But then there was the other things. The teachers, most of whom she thought were idiots or geeks, but who would only patronize her at the best. They treated her even worse than the other students, infuriating her with her helplessness. However it was the other students who were the worst. Some of treated her as if her bad leg was contagious, and then there were the ones who took endless delight in tormenting and teasing her. She didn't know how Danny could take that every day. When the bus pulled to a stop, Leanne winced in pain as she stood up, trying once again to keep from crying from the agony that washed through her. Unfortunately today her leg was acting up worse than normal, barely letting her move at all. She grimaced though, remembering that Danny had managed and she refused to be outdone by him. To let him do something that she couldn't. She even turned down the offer of help that one of the kids on the bus had given her, glaring at him before she slowly made her way off of the bus. "Finally free of that shit hole," Leanne told herself once she was off of the bus, though she silently added, "For today." She knew that in the morning it would all start over again. The whole horrible school thing. She'd hated it enough to drop out the first time and now that she was back... it was ten times as bad. After staying where she was for a minute, Leanne gathered her strength and clutched her cane tightly before she finally started back towards the apartment, wincing in pain at every step and dreading what came ahead. Especially if she never got back to her own body, which she was beginning to fear more and more. ----- Danny walked out of the store, a plastic bag clutched firmly in his hand. He glanced down at it, almost blushing but not quite as he thought of what was inside. Not very long ago, he never would have even considered buying a carton of cigarettes or beer, but now he had just bought both. He wasn't sure how that made him feel, except for grown up, which he did sort of like. It had been a little over a week earlier that he had suddenly and inexplicably found himself in Leanne's body, and so far there was no sign of them finding a way to reverse it. Danny still wasn't sure exactly how it had happened since Leanne wasn't very clear about it and he had barely had a chance to even say hi to her in that time. Apparently she'd gotten herself in trouble more than a few times and his mom was keeping her nearly locked up inside of the apartment. Danny couldn't help but feeling sorry for her. As Danny walked down the sidewalk, he could hear the faint tapping of his heels and smiled slightly to himself, amazed at just how much things had changed. In the last week he'd gotten very good at exotic dancing, better even than the real Leanne according to several of the people he worked with. A couple of them had even commented on how much more enthusiastic and friendly 'Leanne' had suddenly become. Danny just smiled to himself as he walked, marveling at how good that simple act now felt. He quickened his pace slightly as he thought about this... and the dancing. His smile curled his lips even more as he thought about the dancing and how free it made him feel. He loved it. He loved almost every minute of being Leanne, though he wondered when it would end since all adventures had to end sometime. However he couldn't help wishing that it didn't. Hoping that he could stay free from the pain. Free to jump and dance. Then something caught Danny's eye and he turned his head, smiling at a man who walked past, admiring the view. It no longer bothered Danny that he found guys interesting now instead of women. It was just one of the things that had changed and now felt... right. And as the unfamiliar man disappeared from sight, Danny sighed, wondering what it would be like. What it would be like to actually have sex with a man. His nipples started to harden at the thought, quickly followed by more detailed thoughts. "Cute," Danny muttered, turning away from the man and thinking about all the of other cute men he'd seen since his transformation. Men whom he'd lap danced for, getting extremely close with. He'd even gone so far as to kiss several men and let one rub at his breasts... but he still hadn't experienced sex. However Danny glanced at another attractive man and smiled, knowing that he wasn't quite ready for that step yet, but suspecting that it wouldn't be too much longer. Stopping for a moment, Danny leaned up against a wall and reached for the new carton of cigarette's he'd opened. He frowned slightly, remembering that there were downsides to his current position as well. As much as he loved not hurting, the attention and the way everybody treated him, he couldn't help missing his family. His mom, dad, baby brother Scottie and even Angie. Danny wondered how they were doing, hoping at the same time that they were all happy. "Enough of that," he told himself as he lit a cigarette. "It's not like I'll never see them." Af