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"How Jeff Became The Hottest Girl in the World"
by Serena Kaden
Hi, my name is Jeff. And this is the story of how I became the hottest
girl in the world.
I was a short curly-haired skinny loser of a man. At twentyfive years
old, I had never been with a girl before. Wanted too badly, but I got
nervous around the girls, and noone was attracted to me.
I worked at The Sore Thumbs, a small gaming store in the local shopping
mall. It was a strange shop, run by a stranger man: Fairbanks
Greenworthinton. I was a nerd, but he was even nerdier. With a round
head and big cartoon glasses, he stuck out like a sore thumb himself, no
pun intended! His obsession with hot dogs led him to put a little hot
dog stand in the front of this game store, and I was tasked with servin
up the streamin wieners. A glamorous job, it was not.
Fairbanks's lovely twentythree year old sister, Cecania... now *she* is
glamorous. Everything Fairbanks is, she is not... ironic when you
discover that they are twins! Born the same time, not identical at all!
Cecania has the tightest, shapeliest body a woman could ever have. She
dyes her lovely long hair a bright and beautiful shade of pink, her long
pink pig-tails sometimes draped seductively over her ginourmous breasts.
Her boobs are huge, yet they seemed to fit her perfectly, in spite of
her petite little waist. And her legs, so long and shapely you almost
can't believe a body can can end so perfectly. Even her toes could
drive a man to orgasm. Cecania is the hottest girl in the world, end of
debate.
Cecania works at The Sore Thumbs too, but hardly. Such a babe she is,
her job is simply to loiter around the front of the store and attract
horny dudes to go in. I worked a crap job, but with her to stare at
every day, it was livable. I could stare at her ass for hours... and I
did some days!
There are three clerks that run the counter at the store. Harmony,
Cecania's best friend since childhood, a thin pretty girl with short
black hair who is kind of a ditz but in a sweet way. Sawyer, a
musclebound lug who was a hero in the war and is always trying to get
into Cecania's panties. And Jasmine, a total slut who used to date
Sawyer and has hated Cecania since university. I had a chance with
Jasmine once and blue it. And she screws everything that moves, so you
can see how pathetic I was. She is a hot girl with a tight body and
long dark hair..... and she is *mean*.
And then there was Jimmy, the store janitor. He was a mysterious dude,
speaking in kryptic sentences half the time. He was strange-looking,
with his green hair and ape-like features, but Cecania was in to him.
They dated a few times that I know of. I couldn't believe it, almost
like he used mind control on her.
Cecania was never in to me, but she was the sweetest girl, always
hanging around my stand during the slow times and telling me funny
stories. This is what she was doing on the day that *it* happened.
There was an impatient customer waiting for his hot dog. "Hurry up,
freako!" the man hollered at me. Problem was, the microwave broke, it
wouldn't turn on. Cecania politely told him to be patient, but the guy
must've been on drugs or something... he shoved her! I leaped to her
defense, but Jimmy somehow got there before me, punching the irate
customer and sending him out the door.
After comforting a shaken Cecania, Jimmy asked if he could help fix the
microwave. "I'm a good handyman," he said kind of creepily. I said
sure, and Jimmy went to work taking the box apart. An hour later, it
was pieced back together, and Jimmy proclaimed that he had fixed it.
"Can I do the honors?" Cecania asked. Jimmy obliged, and we gathered
around the microwave as she pushed the "ON" button. There was a flash
of light.
That was the last thing I remember before waking up. I was on the
ground. All I could see was pink. Pink hair. What was Cecania's hair
doing over my eyes? Was she laying next to me? Was she hurt? I
brushed the hair away with my hand. My dainty hand. With painted
fingernails. It wasn't my hand... it was Cecania's hand! How was I
controlling her hand with my mind????
I looked down. I didn't see my own, flat chest. I saw *her* chest.
Two beautiful bouncing orbs hung from my chest. I was looking down at
Cecania's breasts. Impulsively, I moved Cecania's petite hands towards
them. I cupped the tremendous breasts in her hands, brushing the
nipples, and a wave of pleasure shot down my spine and into my crotch.
My crotch? I felt it. My little penis was gone! And in its place was
a warm slit. I was feeling a vagina. Cecania's vagina?
I looked around. I saw Jeff... myself... laying unmoving on the floor
beside me. And on the other side of me was Jimmy, also not moving.
The next thing I saw was Harmony, running towards me. "What
happened???" she hollered, looking at the smoking microwave and the
three of us on the floor.
"There was a light," I chirped weakly, and I grabbed my throat in
surprise. It was Cecania's melodic voice, not mine. It appears I had
the full package.
Harmony dialed the emergency number, and before we knew it, paramedics
were loading the bodies of Jeff (me!!!!) and Jimmy into an ambulance,
and I climbed in with them. As the ambulance sped toward hospital, the
male paramedic looked me over (in more ways than one!!!), diagnosing me
as being in a mild state of shock but otherwise unharmed. I dared not
say what actually happened, who I really was, lest they throw me into a
looney bin for thinking I was the star of some weird science-fiction
film.
Harmony met us at hospital, saying she closed down the store for the
day. She hugged me tight, trying her best to comfort her best friend.
As I could feel my large breasts rubbing against her petite bosom, my
nipples perked up. I should have been worried about the safety of my
body, and of Jimmy, but the pleasure was electrifying. I had never been
more turned on. I looked deeply into Harmony's big eyes, and she looked
back. Was that a look of confusion? Could she tell that I wasn't
really Cecania???
Before Harmony could say anything, we were interrupted by Dr. Michael
Kaduk, a doctor in residence and Harmony's fiance. He explained that
while Jimmy was still out like a light and with weak vital signs, Jeff
had woken up and was resting comfortably. My body had woken up! "Can
we see Jeff?" I asked with my new girlish voice. Michael approved, and
I nervously walked into the room they were keeping me in, with Harmony
following behind.
The moment my body locked eyes on me, on Cecania's body, his face
drained of color, a look of utter horror in his eyes. He screamed and
all the med machines around him started making loud noises! Doctors
rushed into the room. Within seconds, he stopped thrashing around. My
body was utterly still, and suddenly I heard the eerie sound so familiar
from films and television. My body was *flatlining*.
The doctors did all they could to revive him, but after an hour, my body
was pronounced dead. Outside the hospital room, I cried in Harmony's
arms. Jeff was gone, Jeff's body was gone, but Jeff was still here.
Was Cecania's soul in my body before it died? Or was Jimmy's? Now I
may never know.
After crying all the tears Cecania's body had in her, Harmony drove me
home. Only it wasn't my home. It was Cecania's. It was a mansion.
Cecania's parents were filthy rich. Thankfully her domineering mother
and creepo father were on a cruise, so I would not have to deal with
them yet. That would have been too much for one day. Fairbanks was
also gone for the week, on a business trip to New York. It was just
myself and Harmony in that big empty house.
"I should stay with you for the night," Harmony demanded sweetly.
"We've both had a traumatic day. Neither of us should be alone." I
couldn't do anything but agree, hoping that at least she could direct me
to my own room in this maze of a house. I walked down a hallway, and
Harmony asked where I was going. "Ummmm, your room's that way," she
said, pointing in the opposite direction. I blushed, embarrassed but
happy she was here to show me the way. "Are you sure you're all right?"
Harmony asked, worried I might have some brain damage from the incident.
"I'm fine, just shaken up" I said as she hugged me close and we walked
toward Cecania's room.
Cecania's room looked like the president's suite of the ritziest hotel
imaginable. It was huge. The big, comfy bed could sleep ten people. I
threw off Cecania's uncomfortable shoes and I sat on the edge of the
bed, feeling the satin of the frilly pink bedsheets with the soft skin
of my new fingers. Harmony jumped onto the bed beside me, surprising
me. "Where are you sleeping?" I asked her. "With you, dummy!" she
replied. "This house is too big and scary to sleep in a room alone." I
couldn't argue with her logic, but I needed to be alone for a while. I
had to figure out my situation. I had to stare at Cecania's naked body.
I excused myself and walked into Cecania's bathroom, closing the door
behind me.
Only as I stared into the mirror and Cecania's beautiful eyes stared
back at me, imitating every move I made, could I fully appreciate the
situation I was in. I slipped off Cecania's tight checkerboard skirt,
and the form-hugging white tee-shirt she wore. Her heaving breasts were
barely contained by her pink frilly bra. I then noticed her -- *my* --
lushious lips, hanging agape in the mirror... I was literally drooling
at the sight of my own chest. Would I be able to stand seeing my
breasts uncovered? I decided to take the risk.
After spending a minute or two trying to unhook my bra, I gave up on the
standard method, ripping the cloth off as forcefully as my dainty hands
could. With one rip, Cecania's breasts spilled out beautifully,
uncontained by fabric. I held them in my arms, looking down in
overheated awe. I licked one of my nipples, and orgasmed. I shreiked
in intense pleasure and fell over, my shapely ass brushing the toilet.
I lay on the plush carpeting wearing only pink panties and socks,
feeling dumb.
The bathroom door swung open and Harmony rushed in. "You okay, Cessy? I
heard a scream---" Harmony stopped, staring at my nude chest. "Oh, I--
sorry! I didn't-- you okay?" she stammered as she helped me up. "I'm A-
OK, Harm!" I said in a weak imitation of the girl I was impersonating as
I reached for my tee shirt to cover myself. "I fell, I'm still a little
shakey from today," I said, pulling the shirt over my bouncing braless
breasts as I walked over and sat on the bed.
Harmony sat down beside me, staring skeptically into my eyes. What was
happening? Did she *know*???
"Cecania... what did we carve into the tree?" she asked. "What?" I
replied. "What did we carve into the tree???" Harmony repeated more
forcefully. "Uh, I don't... our names?"
"C PLUS H: BFFOREVER! How do you not *know* that??? What summer did we
carve it???" Harmony demanded. "Um, 2002?" I replied weakly. "New
Year's Eve 1999!" Harmony screamed, her eyes bursting with sadness and
anger. "WHO ARE YOU????" she bellowed.
"Jeff!!!!" I weeped, Cecania's voice making the confession sound all the
sadder. "I'm Jeff! After the accident I woke up in Cecania's body!!!!
I don't know how or why!!!! I'm sorry!!!!"
"You can't be Jeff," Harmony squeaked. "Jeff died."
Holding my face in my silky smooth hands, I said "My... Jeff's body is
dead. I don't know who was in it. But I think I'm alone in here,"
gesturing to my new body. "I don't know what happened to the real
Cecania. I'm *so* sorry."
"It's not your fault," Harmony said, her eyes blank. "This was a freak
accident."
"So... you believe me?" I asked. "You believe that I'm Jeff, and I
switched bodies with Cecania?"
"Most people would never believe it," Harmony replied. "But... I'm not
most people. I knew something was different about you the moment we
embraced at hospital... the way you reacted."
"I'm so sorry... I'm not your best friend. I'm not Cecania. She may be
gone...... forever."
"No... Cecania's not gone," Harmony insisted as she placed her hand on
my bare leg. "She's right here." Harmony's hand moved up my body,
cupping my breast under my tee shirt. "I can touch her. She's warm."
Harmony leaned in, kissing Cecania's lips. My lips.
"So very warm," Harmony said, licking her lips.
I kissed her back.
[[[TO BE CONTINUED]]]
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