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AUTHORS NOTE: The following story is based upon one of
my least favorite types of TG based stories and role playing, the
body swap. The only RP where you secretly get forced to act in
a way you don't want your character to act if you don't want to
play out living someone else's life (other types do it overtly so
you can avoid them, body swapping does it secretly).
It contains forced behavior, an attempted rape, and violence.
This story is meant to mock the body swap concept, the worst
thing about these stories and RP types in general (forcing you to
behave in ways you don't want your character to, or to live
another's life when you do not want to), and the worse
individual things that happened in the body swap RPs I have
been in, an attempted rape and a lie to get the swap RP. I am
not saying that body swap RP's suck and you should stop
playing them. I am just doing a satire of what I dislike about
them. Instead of one partner forcing actions on the other I
introduce the sinister director to do that for us, now enjoy the
story.
BODYSWAP LIVE
By Weirdoid
The director sat back with his feet resting upon his desktop, his
hands together with his fingers interlocking in a predatory
manner.
'Yes,' he thought 'this will be the best performance ever!'
His stream of thought was quickly interrupted by three knocks
in quick succession on his door. "Come in" he said.
The door creaked open slightly and then swung wide as a guy
and his wife walked in. He smiled, he remembered these two,
and he had read and re-read their resumes several times. The
guy was tall with brown hair and a fairly muscular build, a five
o' clock shadow decorated his face. He is an actor, that's why he
applied to this role, but he used to work construction once,
though he says his blue collar days never fit him well and he
never liked the manual labor.
Even more interesting is the girl, she's short, around 5' 4", and
very busty, at least a DD cup in his judgment. Her long red hair
cascaded in waves down to her shoulders, her curvy bottom
wiggled as she followed her husband in. She had a college
degree in biology, but never pursued a job in that field. She's a
stripper, but she says she will never cheat on her man and is
faithful to him.
'Like anyone will believe that!' the director thought smugly.
"Hello, and welcome," said the director. "congratulations you
got the part. Welcome to our first rehearsal."
The guy, Jonathan, smiled and said, "I am glad I got the part. I
very much appreciate being a part of this and every production I
am in."
The director smiles and said "And I am glad I got someone of
your talent, and I am sure your wife will do fine too. The reason
I chose both of you is that you know each other and your
spouse's mannerisms perfectly. It will help enhance the role
tremendously."
"Wow, like you think I will like be good for this role? I like
haven't got any training." said Rebecca, his wife.
The director smiled when he heard her bimboish voice. 'To
think she has a PHD and talks like that!' he thought. He smiled
and said, "I am sure, you're perfect."
The director got up off his chair and gestured for them to follow
as he led them out of his office and to the set. The set was set
up to look like a bedroom, very much like their own, so much
so it was slightly disturbing.
"Like oh my God, it's... just like our own place!" said Rebecca
in amazement.
She looked around, how could he know her bed had a canopy
over it or that she had a vanity. She went over to the walk in
closet and threw the doors open. She was shocked to see each
and every article of clothing in it was identical to her own.
"Like, how... how did you do this!" She said, sounding more
than a little scared.
The director replied, "Don't worry, I know my actors' tastes
very well, I am a very good judge of character."
"Okay, did you send spies to my house or just pester my friends
for this info." said Jonathan a bit annoyed.
"Neither," the director replied, "I know what you like just from
looking at you. I've been in the industry that long. I know actors
quite well."
"Okay, sure." said Jonathan, who was not quite satisfied with
his answer, "But what does this part entitle? Do you have a
script I can look over?"
"A script, we do not need a script!" the director replied, "This
will be very, how should I say it, improvisational. I'm more into
giving you a general idea of how you act and you fill in the
blanks, it adds to the realism and I expect this play to be very
realistic. You see I've done this many times and the script
always writes itself out the same way."
The director smiles and cued the cameraman to start rolling
soon.
Rebecca looked at the camera very puzzled. "Like what's with
the filming, I like thought you said this was just a rehearsal?"
The director smiled and said, "I like to film my rehearsals, it
allows me to review what goes wrong to improve it next time."
The director then said "First scene is this, you two argue about
how life is better for the other sex, and then touch the idol."
He gestured to a small tacky looking brass sculpture of a
monkey that was sitting on the table by the bed. He signaled for
the cameras to start rolling then smiled and watched the show
begin.
Jonathan walked onto the set and thought over his lines, then
spoke. "You know Rebecca; girls have it much, much easier.
No one ever tells girls not to cry, or teases them when they are
weak, or bad at sports, no one tries to stomp out your emotions.
Heck, if the article I read was right you can even choose your
sexuality."
Rebecca replied quickly, the scene was made to poke at sore
spots and to raise anger, she could see that. "Why would you
care about that! Do you want to be gay or something! Besides,
guys have it easier. You can have sex without fear of
pregnancy, you don't have periods, you get paid a lot more, you
have better job advancement, and society doesn't pressure you
on how you can look. A guy can go around looking like a slob
with no worries whatsoever about what people think! I wish I
was that lucky."
Jonathan saw a perfect cue and picked up the statue. "I wish I
could be lucky enough to be a girl like you."
Rebecca noticed the cue as well and reached over to grab the
statue. "Put that down, it's a priceless heirloom!" she said.
The director smiled, this is the best part. Of course it'd be better
if they said something less lame like "I wish I was you" or "I
wish I had your life" but it was adequate, it's touching the statue
what does it anyway.
As the couple touched the monkey statue they both glowed, the
statue came to life and leapt from their arms and danced a
spiraling dance around them circling ever inward, as the two
stared in shock, the brass monkey danced near them and
grabbed their souls, and swapped them. The couple looked at
each other and screamed!
"AAAAAHHHH!" screamed Jonathan.
"EEEEEEK!" screamed Rebecca.
The director just sighed and thought, 'The guy should try for a
higher pitched scream. Trying to scream their original way in
their new bodies doesn't quite fit. Let's just hope they get the
adjustment scene right.'
Jonathan looked down at his new feminine body in shock.
Rebecca fainted at her new male form and fell down
unconscious to the floor. Jonathan walked up to the director, he
almost tripped as her stride and hip movements were unfamiliar
to him.
"WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO TO MY BODY!" He
shouted, raising her fist up to the director.
"Relax, relax." said the director, "This is all going according to
plan."
"PLAN! PLAN!" Shouted Jonathan outraged, "I AM A
WOMAN NOW DAMN IT! WHAT SORT OF PLAN GIVES
A GUY TITS!"
The director sighed and said, "The play is called 'The Body
Swap', this is the body swap, what part of this don't you
understand?"
It was then that Rebecca started to regain consciousness, with
another scream. She ran up to Jonathan who was in her body
and hugged him. She was scared, desperately wanting comfort
in his arms. Jonathan stepped back in shock, not used to a guy
running up and hugging him then hesitantly said, "...Rebecca?"
"Yes, it's... it's me." said Rebecca, "And... and I am so scared!"
Jonathan hugged her tight and smiled at her then hesitantly said,
"It'll be all right... I hope."
It was then Rebecca made an observation, the cameras are still
rolling! Still filming them even though they were off stage.
"Like, what's with the cameras!" Rebecca said crossly, her
hands were on her male hips in a typical angry girl fashion.
"Ah that?" said the director, "I was trying to capture real
emotion."
"Offstage," said Jonathan doubtingly, amazed at his wife's
observation. "talking with a director of all people."
The director sighed, it was time to spill the beans. "Any
offstage direction is taking place when we stop for commercial
breaks, this is live, that's why we are still filming."
"Like you mean to say you are like toying with our lives before
a national audience! That's like totally not fair!" said Rebecca.
"Turn us back!"
"The idol will work again when the show is over," the director
replied, "now get back on stage before you ruin the show for
good."
They headed onstage awkwardly, Jonathan almost tripping as
his hips swiveled, Rebecca trying to desperately swivel her new
male hips. The director sat back and smiled, this is his favorite
part, the groping and dressing scene leading up to the final
revelation that they have to live each other's lives.
Rebecca looked down at her muscular, hairy form in disgust.
"Like, you know, just because I am a guy now doesn't mean I
have to live like one!"
She went over to the closet and removed his suit and pants and
slipped a red dress on. It fit poorly on her male shoulders, and
her chest and torso were so broad she couldn't button it up all
the way.
Jonathan nodded, "You know if I had to be stuck as a girl I'd
kill myself."
He walked over to the drawers angrily, the fact he could feel his
breasts bounce made him feel even worse. He slipped off his
shirt and skirt and put on a very, very loose fitting guy's shirt
and pants, and did his belt tight enough to keep the pants from
slipping. He knew not to remove the bra, his wife told him how
uncomfortable it was often enough.
Rebecca turned and said, "I like know you won't kill my body,
but like no one should force you to live a life you, like, do not
have as your own. I am sure if we like explain it to our friends,
like especially all the deep private stuff, and like they see us act
different long enough they'd like understand."
Jonathan nodded. "Besides, I got enough money from acting to
get us both sex change operations, it won't be pretty but it'd be
better than nothing." he said.
By now the director was furious. He cued a commercial break
and walked onto the set. "This is WRONG! All WRONG! You
are supposed to grope your new breasts, finger yourself, and
you are supposed to flex in front of the mirror, jack off, and
force him into dresses! Then you both have to realize you are
better off living each other's lives! Can't you understand that!"
"I like won't demean myself by doing sexual acts in front of a
live audience! I like may be a stripper but I am not a whore.
Take your camera and get it away from me you pervert!
Besides, I like dressing in sexy revealing clothes and like a
guy's body will not change my clothing tastes." Rebecca
snapped angrily.
"I AM NOT A DAMN CROSSDRESSER, I HAVE MY OWN
LIFE DAMN IT! I WILL NOT LIVE ANOTHER LIFE, OR
PLAY THE WHORE FOR YOU!" shouted Jonathan.
"Okay, then I guess someone will not ever return to their body,
let's get back to that later and get to the sex scene." snarled the
director.
"I will not like participate in any pornos!" Rebecca snapped, "I
like have my pride!"
"But Becca... I want my body back and you want yours back?"
said Jonathan.
"Okay, okay!" said Rebecca annoyed, "But, like after this is
done I'll slap him with a harassment suit so big he'll like never
recover from it."
The director walked back and cued the cameras to start rolling
again. The actors undressed, and looked at each other
awkwardly, just standing there a few minutes. Then both turned
to face the camera. Jonathan had his crotch covered with both
hands, his breasts in plain view. Rebecca had one hand
covering her crotch, the other covering her manly chest.
"What is it now!" the director snapped.
"I'm not gay!" Jonathan said. "I am a man in my own mind and
she's a man in body now."
"Yeah, and like I am no lesbian either!" snapped Rebecca.
The director nodded. "Okay no normal arousal, now Rebecca
has to play that she is so overcome with male anger, arousal,
and aggression she rapes him..."
"WHAT!" Both of them shouted at once.
"I am not like going to stand for this!" shouted Rebecca.
"I am not going to let you, her, or anyone else lay a hand on my
body!" said Jonathan. "Come on Rebecca, let's go before this
gets any worse."
Jonathan took Rebecca's hand and started to lead her offstage.
"Now, now Jonathan, that is not your body, it's hers." said the
director. "And besides, no one is going to ruin my show that
easily. Kee-Kee, swap my soul with Rebecca's now!"
The brass monkey got to its feet and scrambled over to Rebecca
and removed her soul, her male body slumped down, pulling
Jonathan nearly to the floor with her. It then ran over to the
director's body and removed his soul putting his soul in her
body and hers in his. The director got up, Jonathan tried to run
but the director used his arm to grab Jonathan's wrist tightly.
"There is no escape until the show is over!" he snarled.
The director forced Jonathan against the wall and started to
undo his pants. Jonathan desperately tried to punch him but he
was too weak to fight off the male body before him.
It was then Rebecca screamed. "LIKE GET YOUR FILTHY
HANDS OFF MY HUSBAND YOU PERVERT!"
The director snarled at Rebecca. "Now, now my dear, what are
you going to do, you hit like a girl, and I am a man, you are just
a pathetic bitch."
Rebecca was angry now, very angry, she couldn't let her
husband get hurt like that. She ran up to the guy and started
slapping him, one of her hands grabbed his hair and pulled it
tightly. One hand raked ineffectively at his face with her little
ineffective male fingernails. Hell has no fury like a woman
scorned, and this one had all the strength of a man, her last slap
to his face left a bruise.
"You really think you can beat me!" the director snarled at her.
"At least I know how to fight."
He turned to face her and raised his fist when her knee suddenly
slammed into his crotch. He fell to the ground in agony.
"Good work!" said Jonathan very relieved. "Now I am just
going to have to tie you up Becca."
"Tie ME up! It was him that assaulted you!" Rebecca snapped
very annoyed.
"Yes, I realize that, but I hope to swap us all back before he
comes to." explained Jonathan.
Rebecca nodded and let herself be tied.
The director was about to get up when Jonathan tied the last
knot and said, "Kee-Kee return us all to our proper bodies."
The little brass monkey heard this and obeyed, in a flash
everyone's soul was returned.
"You won't get away with this!" the director snarled.
"Oh, I think we already did." said Jonathan. "You attempted to
commit a crime in front of a national live broadcast. Now I'll
just call the cops and it'll be over with."
The cops soon arrived and took the director away. Jonathan
hugged Rebecca, both happy to be in their own bodies and safe
in each other's arms.
The director meanwhile was taken away to jail where he now
rots away. He has everyday to contemplate how forcing others
to live another life they did not want to live, messing with
people's souls, and attempting sexual assault is wrong, as the
other roommates treated him the same way he treated his
victims.
Meanwhile Kee-Kee had scrambled out the window when no
one was looking. The shiny brass monkey scrambled across the
moonlit streets and into an abandoned alley, where he stopped
and sat cross legged. Kee-Kee knew one day someone else
would find him, someone who has a desire to live a new life.
THE END
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