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Parallel lives: Housecleaning is a thankless task. Especially when you are clearing out an attic. Especially in the Texas Summer heat. Especially when it isn't your stuff, but the stuff left behind by previous tenants. Yet here I was, wasting a perfectly good Saturday in the attic instead of watching the Astros game. Ah the things we do when a woman asks, especially when you are unemployed and she is covering the bills. It wasn't that the attic was large, it was just very cluttered. I'd spent the last 4 hours hauling out boxes of clothes, pictures and junk and it didn't feel like then end was in sight. Worst of all, none of the stuff was cool. My only find, a Nintendo Entertainment System, was missing the controllers and didn't start when I first tried to boot it up. Too bad, there was an accompanying Mario 3 cart just begging for me to play it. I remember the old days, playing that game with a flying Mario with a raccoon tail. Good old days? Even at 30, I guess you can't be too young for nostalgia. As I got to the last of the boxes, I found a box containing some jewelry. Nothing looked valuable, at least as far as I could tell. A few necklaces, some earrings and a locket. I sorted through it appraising each piece, just in case. As I suspected, it was costume jewelry at best. The locket had a bit of wax run down the side, sealing it from opening. It was odd though, because in this heat, the wax should have melted on its own. Curious, I pulled out my keys and chipped the wax away. It didn't take much work before the seal was broken. I peered inside. It was a simple picture locket. The grainy photo's sepia tones indicated that the girl depicted therein was from a bygone era. She was young, perhaps 12 or 13. Shoulder length dark hair and a cute face. She looked solemn, which seems to be the only way people posed for photos back then. Beneath that, it was easy to tell this was a precocious young girl. She had a light in her face that the camera didn't bestow. I dangled the locket in front of my face for a moment, and considered that this too should go to the ever expanding 'goodwill' pile. As I closed the locket a wave of dizziness passed over me and I stumbled back falling into an old pile of clothes. As I recovered myself I mumbled, "The heat must finally be getting to me." Wait. That. Was. Not. My. Voice. That voice was definitely feminine and sounded very young. I nervously pulled my hand to my face, it was smaller, and my fingernails were painted a light pink color. Painted nails could only mean one thing; I looked down and there was a body to match that delicate hand. There was no mistaking the fact that I was no longer myself. My chest was marked by a pair of budding breasts. My shirt had been changed from a men's T-shirt to some sort of blouse. Looking further down, I was wearing girl's jean shorts. No wonder why I felt weird on the pile of clothes, my shorts lost about a foot of fabric and my now exposed legs were touching everything. I ran my hands along my body. What I was feeling was feeling very real. And even if it was imagined, I doubt I could have imagined the sensation of my fingers touching my breasts through my top. Because it wasn't like anything I felt when I touched my chest as a man. This was no illusion. I started to panic. "Am I mad?" No, that can't be it. "Think Ryan!" I said as I started to pace the room. As I walked, I noticed a small hand mirror. I picked it up and held it up. It only took a second; I'm her, the girl from the locket. The change from black and white to living color did nothing to disguise that pretty face. I turned to the locket. "It must hold an answer," I thought. I rubbed it against myself and dropped it. Nothing. I held it aloft and said, "Change me back." Nothing. "Think Ryan!" Trying to ignore the alien voice, I realized I had not tried to inspect the locket since the change. I opened it. There I was. My old face, in a color photo. Me. A man at thirty. Brown hair. Green eyes. Sharp features. I had a goofy grin, which seemed to be the only way I posed for photos. Mainly because my wife insisted I smile whether I wanted to or not. Not seeing any obvious answer, I closed the locket. The answer presented itself as the wave of dizziness took me once again. I felt the weight and heft of my true self return. I place the locket on a nearby beam, careful to not touch it once I got clear of the mysterious artifact. I hastily cleared out the rest of the boxes, carrying them down to the garage. My wife stopped by checking up on me and offering a cool glass of Texas sweet tea. She fingered through the recovered items, pausing briefly on the jewelry. "Find anything interesting babe?" She looked at me hopefully. I would have loved to had said yes but whatever I found, it was too much to share without knowing more. "Nothing worth mentioning. Feel free to poke about if you want." "Aw babe, you get me the best junk," she crooned as she leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips. Even after being together 6 years, I still feel a romantic spark for her. It's as strong as the day we met. Sure real life gets in the way and we fight, but I had to admit, she's a pretty amazing woman. Amazing doesn't mean magical though. I had a mystery on my hands and I decided to wait until she left for work on Monday while I figure things out. In the meantime I finished up, dumping off most the attic trash to the Good Will, while selectively pulling out any hints about the prior occupants. Whoever they were, something had to give me a clue about them. A picture or a journal if I was lucky. As it turned out, there were no clear cut answers. Instead it appeared that these were pretty much normal people and any answers I'd find, I'd find in the locket. So I decided to wait until I could explore the locket properly. ---- Monday morning rolled around and I finally had the house to myself. I went up to the attic and recovered the locket. I had all day until my wife got home from work, but just in case, I double checked the locks. I even jumped on gmail to check if she was available on chat, something she'd do during the day so we could keep close. If she was on, she was in her office, a dozen miles away. For good measure, I put the dog out and closed the blinds. I turned to the safety of the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Assured of my privacy, I opened the locket once more. Once again I saw the face of the young girl. But it had changed. It was a color photo. The girl was wearing modern clothes, I recognized the top as the one I was wearing just the other day. And she was smiling like she was having a yearbook photo taken. I taken aback by this change. It's odd really. I knew this locket was magical enough to change me, but the thought that it changed itself left me shaken. Well, there was no turning back. "Here goes nothing," I said as I closed the locket. The wave of energy passed over me once more. I closed my eyes and focused on the way my body felt. No doubt about it, I was changed once again. I opened my eyes and looked down at my feet, now dangling from the bed, far from the floor. I jumped down and ran to the adjacent bathroom so I could see myself in a mirror. There was the girl I had only had the courage to glance at before. She... I... stood in a maroon tank top and jean shorts. The original photo didn't properly reflect the cute black hair in a ponytail or the piercing blue eyes. My face was young, 12 was certainly a better guess than 13 or 14. This was further confirmed by the training bra I had realized I was wearing. I was certainly a girl who was just coming into womanhood. My male curiosity got the better of me as I pulled the top away from my chest and looked down to discover two small and budding breasts. At that point, I figured 'in for a penny in for a pound' and took everything off so I could see my new body in full. As I did, I realized there was nothing sexual about it, just a frank curiosity as I ran my hands over my body; discovering curves and folds that I had never experienced before. As alien as my new body was, it still felt natural. Once I finally felt that the tour was over, I redressed myself and returned to the bedroom. I picked up the locket and opened it once more. I had my old familiar face in there, just like before. I thought of closing it and returning to myself but paused. Why should I give up a chance to try something new? I have the whole day to myself don't I? I'm sure that many people, if asked, "What would you do if you had a single day to try the life of the opposite sex?" would have all sorts of detailed, and possibly lurid answers. I wasn't quite that interesting. I poked around the house doing chores. I ate a lighter than normal lunch. I tried peeing as a girl, an experience I very seriously considered dodging before going through with it. I even played with the dog. That part was odd. She responded as if she knew me but she didn't respond as if she knew it was the old me. Honey was shy around strangers, but was friendly with people she knew. There are games Honey and I play together that she won't do with anybody else. She just wouldn't play the old games. We played for a bit before I let Honey out, trying to figure what her behavior meant. Before I knew it, it was almost time for my wife to come home. I went back to the locket and closed it; returning to form. I hid it in my sock drawer just moments before she pulled into the driveway. Say what you will about magic, but at least it works swiftly in this case. I rushed about the house to reopen window blinds and let the dog in to greet her. As she walked in I had a hurried expression that almost hinted that I was up to something, but I don't think she noticed. The evening passed and I thought about what had transpired. I had experienced the body of another person. A girl at that. While the magic felt extraordinary, the rest of the day felt so normal. What did it mean? Was I being exposed to a new aspect of my own personality? Was I discovering something new altogether? I didn't know, but I was determined to find out. I hardly slept that night as I waited for the next chance to be alone with my new self. ---- I barely slept that night. I woke with my wife Erica as she got ready for work. But since I usually sleep through this, I pretended to keep my eyes shut until she left. I was back to the locket the second she was out the door. A moment later, I was the blue eyed girl once more. I was surprised by the fact that I was in new clothes. New Mary Jane shoes, socks, a plaid skirt and sweater with white undershirt. I looked like a student at the local Catholic school. I realized that in my excitement, I failed to check the locket. I wonder if this was among the changes in the picture. Too late now. I spent the day in the house, as I often did once chores were done (not that I did them today, Tuesdays are usually dedicate to yard work, eww) I decided to browse tv and browse the internet. I hit a few of my favorite sites, but found myself focusing on the music stories about the latest boy music sensation. I won't tell you who he is, but girls who like him are accused of having a certain sort of "fever". I focused on his picture for a minute and thought, he isn't such a bad guy. I don't understand why these people are so mean about him, or his fans. Heck, if *I was* a girl I would be a fan, he's kind of cute. I thought about posting about it in one of the music threads, but for some reason, it rejected my logon. Whatever, their loss. As the afternoon went on, I decided to venture out of the house. First, I walked the dog around the block. She was really keen on this, though I don't know why. On some level I admit a certain thrill to being out in public in a skirt. That was definitely my guy side talking though, because really, it's just clothes. Even worse, it's a uniform. Only pervy older guys think that's hot. After I dropped Honey off at the house, I decided to do another walk around the neighborhood without her. I got near the local park and decided I'd kill some time watching the local football pee wee team have their practice. I had to admit, those boys were pretty good at what they did. I knew I couldn't keep up if I wanted to, not in this body. Besides, watching was much more fun. Later a few girls came by, the auxiliary cheer team if you will. Not that they were real cheerleaders, just fans. One girl asked what my name was, I hesitated and stammered out, "Sarah." Another wave of energy passed over. It appeared that that girl I was talking to felt it too. "Well, I'm Lexi. We should hang out, I like your earrings." Wait. Earrings? Since when? My hands shot to my ears and sure enough, I felt the newly existing metal nubs. A panic shot through me. Whatever this locket was doing, it was more than I ever anticipated. I turned to Lexi and excused myself. I tried to appear calm as I walked away, but I doubt that it worked as my steps increased in their energy from each to the next. Before I knew it I was running home. I opened the locket. There I was, my familiar face. MY FACE. Mine. I closed it as I held it to my breast....my chest. I was myself again. My detour in life had gone too far. I hid the locket in my drawer and vowed to avoid it as best I could. It is a shame that my vow didn't last so long.

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We had never been to Detroit before and always wanted to attend the Detroit Auto show. We being myself an up and coming car dealer from the Portland area and my wife Kelly who worked with me as the office manager for the dealership. So, after 10 years of trying to get away we finely we able to swing the expense and the time away from the dealership. Little did we know that this trip would completely change or lives. Kelly and I met at Business College and have not been apart since. She knocked...

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SRU Reversal Rings Switching Lives

This story was custom written for Eric and to his specifications as the prize for a story contest. SRU: Reversal Rings: Switching Lives By Morpheus It was mid-morning and the sun was out and clear, with only a faint breeze keeping the weather from becoming too warm. As it was, the lone woman climbing out of the limo thought that it was the perfect weather for a little shopping. Even without the limo, from the expensive clothes she was wearing and the way she carried herself, it...

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THE CREATURE WITHIN 24 AMAZONA LIVES

CHAPTER 24: AMAZONA LIVESWhen my vision and senses cleared, I was still in the hut. More interesting, my head and shoulders were still resting on the thighs of the woman behind me. This woman … if this contact persisted, I was going to have to learn to pronounce their names. I have been reluctant to try their names for fear of butchering the pronunciation and offending them. I think, whatever was being determined here, I was gaining more points than my clumsiness could damage.I looked up at her...

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The Cheetah Lives

Some comic characters mentioned in my stories could be the property of these respective comic book publishers, Marvel, DC, or Image. If they are being used, this a work of fictional parody. This story is a very long version of the short one I sent to Gunslinger a week and a half ago for his Sept 15 Challenge. I was hesitant to post it because of the way I've written it in the first person, meaning it is me, myself going thru the changes in the story. This makes it very personal in...

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An Unfortunate New Law Dads Help Changes Lives

Forward In a future in which the World Community Government (WCG) exists, the world has shifted to a socialistic society like the one in which Star Trek is set. People do what they love to do and what they’re suited to do - generally what they’re naturally good at. As with any society, there are square pegs that are shoved into round holes. Square pegs just don’t fit in, but they do their best to get by. Some people are only good at drinking, or gossiping, or fighting, or sex. There’s a name...

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The Omega TouchChapter 26 Happy Endings and New Lives

Over the rest of the week, life had completely transformed for Tricia, Annie, and Joey. Tricia and Joey recuperated quickly thanks to Snow Angel’s healing abilities and they both made complete recoveries. Tricia’s head and neck wounds were simple to heal, and she was out of the neck brace by the next day. Joey got his full-blood transfusion, but needed more work on his heart, lungs, and muscles. Dr. Booth worked closely with Snow Angel on these. It did not take long for Tricia to be...

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I Know Where He Lives

A good mate of mine works in the building trade. This summer, his company were renovating a number of old flats in a tenement building, gutting the insides, putting in replacement windows through a contractor and sandblasting the stone exteriors.As a lawyer, I've done some legal work for him in the past, and I agreed to go round and cast an eye over some paperwork for him - as usual charging him only "mates' rates" for my services - late last month. His office is out of town, and we agreed it...

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Editing Reailty Book 1 Chapter 7 Edited Lives

Book One: Naughty Fantasies Created Part Seven: Edited Lives By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this. Becky Davis I lay on my bed trying not to hear the moans bleeding through the walls. She did it. That little trollop did it. My younger sister was such a whore. I couldn't believe she would seduce Dad while Mom was out of town visiting her friend. It was sick. And Dad... He let the little trollop do it. Such a fury ran through me. I knew that...

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Detroit Changes our Lives

Kelly and I met at Business College and have not been apart since. She knocked me off my feet at first glance. Her strawberry blond hair to her shoulders, wonderful crystal blue eyes, and great figure with the best looking legs and ass I have ever seen. We married just after graduation and started our lives together which were and up to the Detroit trip have been vanilla and very normal. I have some family money and purchased a car dealership from a gentleman who was retiring. It was touch...

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Secret Sexy lives

Spring is in the air and the county fair is in town. I love this time of year! The flowers blooming, the birds singing and no more layering clothes trying to stay warm. After a long week at work my friends and I decided to check out the fair and have some much needed fun. I can hardly wait to smell the popcorn and cotton candy and ride the farris wheel. "Becca are you ready?" Joanne calls from downstairs. I live with my two room mates in a 3 bedroom town home in what we like to call rural...

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Best Summer of Our Lives

Fisher wasn’t the type of guy who fucked a girl just because she had a pussy and he had a cock. He was raised better than that. For that reason, and that reason alone, he had yet to have any of those college experiences that the lore speaks of. That was, until he met Annabelle. He’d always been a quiet, reserved kind of guy. He wasn’t a virgin, but he had a lot less notches on his belt than other guys, so to speak. Fisher had no idea how much his life, and sexual outlook would change when...

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Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 6 Commencing our Lives

My mother actually made me open up my gown to show her I had clothes on under it. I suppose she was a little bit justified. Jasmine had sent me a picture showing me she had only a bra and panties on under her gown. Not to be outdone, Kelly sent a picture showing that she was wearing only a garter belt and hose. It’s a good thing I did have trousers on. I’d have been tenting out my gown. There was something like three hundred in my graduating class. Carney High isn’t a huge school, but there...

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Two Wives Two Lives

It's my thirtieth anniversary. I'm sitting here, typing, trying to find a way to relate what this anniversary is all about. My wife is upstairs sleeping, snoring that charming little singsong snore she produces when we've just made love. I can't be sure whether it's her third or fourth orgasm that turns on the snore button. Gretchen has been my wife for eighteen years. And it's my thirtieth anniversary. Life has been just grand for us. She's a very attractive woman, in a plain way,...

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PurcellChapter 5 New Lives

{date:2020-08-10a} Marjorie Purcell took the two weeks between the last of picking season and the Christmas week straightening out evening-school students who kept coming on the wrong nights – or who came on the wrong night for the first time long after school resumed. She did notice that the good-looking, light-skinned one, Ab, came on the nights he’d been told before the picking break. He attended most nights he should, too. Only some slavery had ended, she noted wryly. There were a great...

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Cynthia Palmers New LifeChapter 9 New Lives

After Susie's fucking, LaTesha told Rob, "Why don't you go home and get some sleep. It's been a long afternoon and I need a nap. Let's meet at nine so we can take our new slaves to get their piercings. I have an appointment set up at ten." Rob smiled and answered as he was getting up and getting dressed, "I'm definitely worn out. It's been exciting though. I do think that you just solved your problem of a membership fee for the organization. You should give them Susie and one of the...

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How a stranger changed our lives

I can honestly say on the surface and during most parts of every day, Chris and I have a normal American family life. We live on a lovely farm, ride horses and play tennis together, travel quite a lot, enjoy summer’s at our shore house, and we are close to our families and friends in the community. If you were an outsider looking in I’m completely sure you’d think we had as close to a perfect marriage as possible this day and age. What people don’t realize about our relationship is that...

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How a stranger changed our lives

Introduction: After we were married my husband admitted he watched me fuck someone else My name is Jennifer. Im 37 years old, mother to two children, and married for 14 years. My husband who recently turned 40 is an attractive, intelligent, successful, and a terrific provider to our children whom he loves dearly. Ive known my husband Christopher for close to 20 years now since meeting back when I was a freshman attending a big state university in the northeast. I can honestly say on the...

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Wife Swapping Changed Our Lives

Aamaal Das ( my friend and his wife’s name changed) is 35 and his wife Raashi Das, 33 years and live in Calcutta.They both got married 10 years back and have a 9-year-old son who is studying in Ooty boarding school and only comes home for vacation. Both Aamaal and Raashi work in a private MNC with a good salary. They have a 2 BHK apartment in the Park Street and living a comfortable life.Aamaal’s and Raashi’s was an arranged marriage. They fell in love with each other after marriage and even...

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The Night of Their Lives

Introduction: Two friends step over the relationship line * * * * This is my first story, so id love some criticism and feedback. But please be nice. I tried not to be too specific when it came to physical descriptions. This way, anyone can insert whoever they want into the character roles. WARNING: This story is pretty lovey-dovey. I tried to move the story along as fast as I could but it still may be a good while before you get to any actual sex. Enjoy. * * * * Crap! Cheyenne exclaimed...

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Living Next Door to Heaven 3 What Were They ThinkingChapter 5 Meeting the Love of Our Lives

Betts became more aloof as she moved out of junior high and started high school. In some ways, it was a relief. I’m sure Brian still suffered from her tantrums, but they both kept it out of my sight. Out of sight, out of mind, I guess. Brian wasn’t growing much, but he was maturing. And it seemed that he had friends. The party invitation he’d had at the end of fifth grade seemed to be more than a passing thing. I didn’t hesitate to give him permission to go to the sixth grade year-end party....

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EchoesChapter 8 Romance Lives

Life and school quickly slipped into a pattern. Not a comfortable pattern. Nothing could be comfortable that had football practice as a part of it. The classes were fine, and after a week, I had decided I was going to like my English class more than Math, despite my initial impression. Mr. Halsey didn't fade, rather Mrs. Irving came on strong. We had our first cross country meet the weekend after school started. It felt strange the first time, to be wearing the red and white colors of the...

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Chloe and Zack A night that changed their lives

Her parents and my parents along with myself, Zach, were going on a trip together. It was only a 4 hour drive from where we live in Belen, New Mexico. We here heading up to Cortez, Colorado, well, just north of there, to go camping. "Because," her mother replied, "He is Carol and Mike's son, and he has every right to go along too." "Its bad enough that I have to go to school with him." she retorted. I was starting to get very uncomfortable. I am more of an outcast in high...

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Cydney and Jason Begin Their New Lives

"Well, good morning to you to baby." "Mmm you're awake, I knew that would do the trick." Cydney licked my erect cock up and down before taking it in her mouth. Her blow jobs were magnificent. "This is the perfect way to start the day. How long have you been down there?" "Not too long babe. I couldn't sleep any longer. I wanted to feel your hard dick penetrate my mouth." Cydney started focusing on the tip of my cock and I felt like I was going to go crazy. This girls mouth was magic. "Ready for...

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