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NIGHTMARE Chapter 1 My name is Jason Conners, or at least it used to be. I had the perfect life. I was 6'2" with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and from what I've been told, a movie star face. I was 18 with the whole world about to open up for me. I was the star quarterback of my high school football team with tons of full ride scholarships being offered to me. My parents pretty much made sure that I had everything I needed and most of whatever I wanted, but what really made my life complete was my girlfriend. Loni Hickson, 5'7", golden blonde hair, the brightest blue eyes that I've ever seen, the figure of a Goddess, with an amazingly beautiful face. She was warm, witty, sexy, sensual, and my absolute best friend. Loni was waiting for me to choose a college so that she could try for the same one or one very close to it. Her grades were that damn good. My best friend had been Pete Thompson. He and I had been hanging out together since grade school. He was the same height as me with dark brown hair and somewhat rugged feathers, but still a good looking guy. Pete would compete with me (and usually lose) in just about everything, popularity, sports, girls... He usually took losing to me pretty good, except when it came to Loni. When she chose me over him he got more upset than I'd ever seen him. After his torrid rant about me taking perverse pleasure in always being better than him, he sort of disappeared for a while. When I saw him again he just ignored me, and when I tried to approach him he blew me off. This went on for about six months. It was two days before Loni and I were due to leave for UCLA both on full ride scholarships. We were so happy and looking forward to the next chapter of our lives. Our parents had already found and paid for a two bedroom Condo near the campus and the beach, although I'm sure that they knew that only one bedroom would get used. We were extremely sexual at that point in our relationship. I was packing the last of my stuff when I got a text from Pete saying that he had a going away present for me to make up for being such a dick. He asked if I could stop over his house. As I finished packing I started thinking about how much I missed Pete and that I was glad that we were getting together before I went away to school. Pete lived in the next block so I decided to walk to his house. When I got there, his neighbor Lyla was sitting on the sofa. Lyla was 40ish with bright red hair, sparkling green eyes, and killer tits. I wondered if she was what Pete wanted to give me. There is no way that I would ever even entertain the thought of cheating on Loni. My next thought was that maybe this was a feeble attempt to break up me and Loni.... Chapter 2 Pete came into the room with drinks for the three of us. He handed us our glasses and raised his for a toast. "Here's to enjoying our new wonderful lives." As I drank I wondered if Pete had gotten a scholarship too. The drink was fruity with a generous amount of alcohol in it. There was an odd taste that I couldn't place, but for the most part it was pretty good. After I finished the drink I began to feel drowsy. I looked at them and noticed they both had evil grins on their faces, and then blackness overtook me... I got the shock of my life when I opened my eyes again and saw Pete talking to my twin. I thought that I was hallucinating until I looked down and saw the red hair spilling down over my shoulders, then farther down to see a pair of huge mounds on my chest. I lifted my hand and saw one that definitely wasn't mine. The hand was small and feminine with painted nails. The sound of my voice talking to me broke me out of my trance. "Good, you're awake. I'm sure that you're a bit confused and would like an explanation," my body said. "Thanks to a Lyla, and a Bodyswap Spell that she never believed would work, we all swapped bodies. I'm Pete now in your body, that's Lyla in my body, and you're in hers." At this I watched my body grin down viciously at me. "You see, a few weeks ago I was on my way in for the night, when Lyla called me over to her porch and asked if I would have a drink with her. Lyla's husband had passed away a little over a year ago and she was feeling lonely and wanted someone to talk too. We sat and talked while we drank a delicious red wine. Lyla told me how unhappy she'd been since she lost the love of her life and how much she hated being a woman alone." At this I watched as my body glanced at Pete who nodded, but stayed silent. "We drank and talked until well into the night. I told her how unhappy I'd been since you took away the girl of my dreams, and how you were taking her clear across the country. I mentioned that I wished that I could swap lives with you. That's when Lyla gave me a strange look. You see, Lyla's Grandmother claimed she was a witch and practiced witchcraft, when she was alive. Though Lyla didn't believe in it herself, she had a very old book that her Grandmother had left her. She got up and went into the house. When she returned she had a strange looking old book that appeared to be made from human skin. I took the book from her, sat it in my lap and opened it. The words were in Latin but for some strange reason, I could read it. It was a Book of Spells. I started going through the book until I ran across a spell that was of particular interest to me. It was a Bodyswap Spell. Lyla allowed me to take the book home with me. The more I read the book, the more I believed that the spells would work. I tried the more basic spells like making fire, teleporting small objects from one place in the room to another. That's when my revenge plans against you began to take shape. The next day while having dinner with Lyla I asked her if she would like another chance at life only this time as a young man. She replied that she would jump at the chance if it were possible. I told her of my plan for a three way swap, between you, me, and her; she would get my body and I'd get yours. When I told her that I seriously believed that I could pull it off, she readily agreed." Pete then turned to his former body and asked, "How does it feel in your new body Lyla???" She looked up with a huge smile on her face while rubbing her new cock and said, "It feels damn good. I love the feeling of youth and vitality. My cock is amazing, it's so sensitive and when it gets hard it's impossible not to touch it." The new Jason stepped forward a big evil grin on his face. "Man I gotta tell you, I'm totally loving being inside your body. I'm so gonna love being the Golden Boy. California here I come! Oh, and I'll be going to UCLA with MY beautiful girlfriend!" I looked up at him with tears streaming out of my eyes and screamed; "You'll never get away with this! Loni will see right through your sorry ass." Pete looked at me with that same smile he'd been using ever since I woke up. "That's the beauty of the spell LYLA. I have all of your movements, mannerisms, and short term memories. I've been around you most of our lives so pulling of being you will be beyond easy. Loni will never know the difference. You haven't even noticed how you're sitting there with your legs crossed all ladylike!" He was right, I was sitting with my legs crossed at the knee just like a lady, twirling my long red hair. Then a frightening memory entered my head. Lyla had sex with Pete last night and I remembered every single detail of it. Pete pulled me out of my horrified daze when he roughly grabbed my arm and said, "Come on Lyla, it's time to get you home." I stood, before he pulled me to my feet, and for the first time felt strange new body parts shift. As I let Pete lead me I felt that my sense of balance was totally off. He led me out the door with Lyla in Pete's body bringing up the rear He led me into the house next door, pulled me in and shoved me onto the sofa. Pete turned to the new Lyla and said; "Tell her what she needs to know. I'm going to see my beautiful girlfriend Loni. I need to try out my new body." At that point I totally lost it. I jumped up and screamed at him "You sick Bastard!!! You may have my body but you are in no way bright enough to be me. You'll screw it up just like you always do! Sooner or later you'll screw things up with Loni." He rushed over to me and slapped me hard. My new delicate face felt like an explosion had just went off on it, and I could feel the tears streaming down it. Pete gave me a look that made me cringe. "Shut your mouth you stupid bitch. Yeah, that's what you are, now and forever so get used to it. Even if I do screw up and lose Loni, I'll still have your body." He gave me an evil grin, turned and walked out the door. I sat there in stunned silence while still rubbing my face. The new Pete walked over and sat on the other end of the sofa. He gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry that this happened to you. I didn't know who he planned to swap with. I never used the spell book because I never believed in Witchcraft, and I couldn't read it. I was astounded when Pete picked it up and immediately knew the language. The death of my husband hit me extremely hard and I was a lonely miserable woman. I couldn't bear the thought of continuing life as a woman without him. I was seriously contemplating suicide when Pete offered me the chance to have a new life as a strong young man. I jumped at the chance. I've got to tell you that I feel so much better. The memories that I have of James and I together are now somewhat disturbing for a guy. Anyway, money is something that you don't have to worry about. Your late husband left you very well off. This house, the Mercedes in the garage are paid off. I left all of the financial information you'll need on the dining room table. I always kept a pretty concise diary, that and the photo album are there as well. The only other think that I can think of to tell you is to stay away from Shellfish, you're allergic to Shellfish. You have my most recent memories so you should be okay. Well, I'm out of here. I have a whole new world to explore. Again I'm sorry that it was you. Goodbye Lyla." With that he turned and walked out the door leaving me alone in this strange house, and even stranger body...... Chapter 3 I sat there for I don't know how long running the events of the night through my head. Pete had somehow magically pulled off a three way Body-swap leaving me in the body of a 43 year old woman. If these tits weren't now a part of my body I wouldn't believe it. Then a thought or memory passed through my mind of how good they felt when touched them. I quickly pushed that out of my head. Looking at my options or lack of options, well things didn't look real good. Who would ever believe my story of my body being magically stolen??? I'd end up in a mental institution in a rubber room wearing a straitjacket. I needed to accept the fact that for now I'm stuck. For all intents and purposes to the eyes of the world I am Lyla Reynolds. As difficult as it will be, I have to adjust to my new life until I can find a way out of it. I decided to explore my new house. I remember this house being empty for years. It was one of the larger houses in town. As I stood I didn't have the balance issues that I felt when Pete drug me over here. In fact I felt perfectly natural, which is kinda scary. Four hours ago I was a 19 year old guy and now I'm feeling at home in a 43 year old woman's body?! How much more will I change??? I pushed the thought from my mind and stood in the middle of the living room looking around. The house was beautifully decorated. The furniture looked really expensive. I had a bit of knowledge about it from working at a furniture outlet store last summer. I momentarily felt sadness at the thought of those days being over, then absolute anger at Pete doing this to me, and fury at the thought of Pete making love to Loni in my body. I've lost her forever! Even if I could somehow contact her and convince her of what happened, I still couldn't have her. Loni is as straight as they come, added to that is the fact that I'm old enough to be her mother now. I wiped the tears from my eyes and began walking around the living room looking at the pictures of Lyla and James together. You could see how happy they were. Because he died over a year ago I have no memories of him... I walked into the dining room and again noticed that the furniture was every bit as expensive as the living room furniture. All of the documents were on the table along with four diaries. A quick glance through the financials told me that Lyla might have been more than just well off. I would have to make time to thoroughly go threw them later. Also in the dining room was a fully stocked bar. I decided to pour myself a drink before I continued the tour of my new house. Without thinking I poured myself a glass of red wine, which was odd because I never really had a taste for wine. I took a sip and found it to be delicious and felt pleasantly warm going down. I took my glass and headed into the kitchen, it was filled with every top of the line appliance that you could imagine. The fridge and the deep chest freezer were fully stocked, so I knew for certain that I wouldn't starve. Just past the kitchen was what I guessed to be the TV room since there was the largest flat screen TV I'd ever seen. On my way back through I refilled my glass and headed up the stairs. There were three bedrooms and a bathroom on the second floor. Since Lyla and James didn't have any children, two of the rooms were guest bedrooms. I headed for the master bedroom. It was like a picture out of a woman's magazine. It had its own bathroom and a huge walk in closet. On three walls were racks filled with row after row of designer labels. From casual, to sportswear, through dressy, to formal; Lyla had great taste in clothes. On the fourth wall was rack after rack filled with shoes and a full length mirror... Back in the bedroom I walked over to one of the dressers and opened the huge jewelry box on top of it. If I were a burglar I would've hit the jackpot. It was filled with all kinds of gold; chains, bracelets, pendants... There were drawers on it filled with diamond rings and earrings. I struck gold with the first dresser draw I opened. It was her panty drawer. The minute part of me that was still male was delighted to be going through a woman's panty drawer. Being that the panties were now mine, I didn't have to take a quick sneak peek. I could take my time. The large drawer was filled with panties of every cut and color you could imagine. The next drawer was filled with a similar assortment of bras. The bottom draw was filled with sleepwear, all of it either sheer or very short and skimpy... Despite her depression over James death, Lyla still dressed like the beautiful woman that she was. I imagine that before James passing Lyla was all beautiful lady by day and temptress in the bedroom at night... A warm feeling ran through me after that thought. I chalked it up to all of the wine I drank. I suddenly felt tired and decided to go to bed. I walked in the closet and stood before the mirror and thought to myself how beautiful I really was now. I could easily pass for a woman in her mid-30's she had to really be unhappy to give up this body and life. I easily reached behind me and unzipped the dress that I was wearing and let it drop to the floor while I stepped out of it. I looked into the mirror was amazed at the sexy woman wearing a black bra and matching high cut panties. I kind of felt like a peeping Tom watching a hot woman undress, but now I was that hot woman! I released the clasps that connected the garter belt to the silk stockings I wore and slide them down my legs one at a time. I stepped back in front of the mirror and almost passed out at the sight of the sexy redhead that stared back at me. I put my hands on my hips and did a few sexy poses. I was astonished at the poise I exhibited. I moved like I had been in this body all of my life. Now it was moment of truth. Again I easily reached behind me and unsnapped the bra. The straps slid down my arms and I stood there a minute holding the cups in place. Then I dropped my hands and the bra fell to the floor and I saw myself topless for the first time... I'm no tit expert but I'd thought my new tits were about a 36c. There was very little sag to them. They would be most appealing to any red blooded straight guy. I carefully hefted them in my hands and was amazed at the weight of them and how firm and fleshy they felt at the same time. I rolled the nipples between my fingers and received a slight electric like shock of pleasure that traveled down to my new equipment. I immediately removed my hands and went back into the bedroom and looked for something to sleep in. I grew frustrated going through all of the sexy teddy's and decided to just sleep in my panties. When I pulled back the covers I was rewarded with the sight of royal blue silk sheets. Sliding between them gave me a totally delicious feeling. The sheets felt better on my new delicate skin than anything I ever felt before. I lay there on my back with a couple of candles providing the only light. Lyla must've lit them before she came over to Pete's house. I lay there and replayed the events of the day through and still couldn't believe it. I began to feel jolts of pleasure before I realized that my hands were fondling my tits, squeezing them and tweaking my sensitive nipples. The feeling was incredible. A lusty moan escaped my lips. I didn't think that anything could feel better than this until one hand reached between my legs to my new vagina. It was already wet and slippery when I began to rub it. I began to moan louder and grind my hips as I rubbed my hot pussy. I pulled the panties off and continued to play with myself. I slowly slid two fingers into my wet slit and began to slide them in and out. I had to fight to keep from screaming. I felt so good. My hips bucked to meet each thrust of my fingers. At this point I had no control what so ever of this hot horny body. I was furiously fucking myself with one hand as the other fondled my tits. When my first female orgasm hit stifling my scream of pleasure wasn't an option. Unlike a man's orgasm that's centered on the cock, I felt this in every fiber of my being. The length of a man's orgasm pales in comparison to a woman's. I rode wave after wave of incredible bliss. I lay there panting while feeling mini explosions going off all through my body. Chapter 4 When I opened my eyes again I jumped thinking that I was in the wrong place. Then the feel of my tits bouncing around with me reminded me of who I was now. Since there was no way for me to go back to being Jason Conners I would have to go all in on being Lyla Reynolds, at least for now. Because of the spell, I'm already more woman than I am a man. My Jason Conners memories are from another life. I've got the opportunity to live a life of luxury. I can now life the life that Lyla could've lived she wasn't still so much in love with her dead husband. There is no doubt that she would've committed suicide if Pete hadn't come up with his crazy plan. Lyla 2.1 the upgrade plans to live a very full and happy life. I felt the urge to pee so I ambled into the bathroom and sat on the toilet and relieved myself without giving it a thought. This whole exchange of mannerisms must go a whole lot deeper than I thought. Anything I do without thinking about I probably do it exactly like the previous owner of this body. Sort of like body memory. Finishing up and wiping I turned the shower on and adjusted the water temp. I was not prepared for the sensations I felt when the water struck my new sensitive body. I had to immediately re-adjust the water temperature; it was much too hot my new and far more sensitive body. As a man a shower was just a means of getting clean, the feeling of the water cascading down my beautiful tits got me hot and ready for playtime again. My questing fingers brought me to three orgasms before the thought of finishing my shower ever entered my mind. Stepping out, drying off, and putting on a plush robe I walked over to the sink and grabbed the blow-dryer and a brush, and proceeded to dry my long red hair. Seeing Lyla look back at me from the mirror was no longer a shock or surprise. I was beginning to appreciate the beautiful face I saw. At this point I was pretty much on auto pilot. I sat at the vanity and did my make up to perfection. Next I took out a red bra and panty set and put it on with ease, then slid my legs into my pantyhose. Walking into the closet I selected a red low cut silk top, and a pair of ass hugging pants. Then I walked back into the bedroom and over to the jewelry box. I found a pair of small gold hoop earrings, a gold necklace, and wrist chain set that were sophisticated and classy. To finish the look I picked up a tasteful gold ring and slide it onto one of my delicate fingers. A couple spritzes of perfume and I was done. I felt hungry so I headed down to the kitchen. Even though I knew about the short term memory exchange, I was still surprised at how familiar I was with her kitchen. I made a cup of coffee and two slices of wheat bread with Nutella. I took it into the dining room and spent the next several hours going through the financial reports and the diaries. Lyla and James were high school and college sweethearts. This house was their first as a married couple. James business was just getting off the ground then. James started a company whose sole purpose was to improve existing products. Selling his patents to the original companies proved to be very profitable, and his company grew to the point where they started their own Research & Development department inventing new gadgets and products. When James died Lyla was left 63% of the company, but preferred to just allow the board to run it. Lyla was, in a word, rich. I'll bet that if Pete knew that Lyla was this loaded, he would've probably swapped bodies with her instead of me. Reading through the diaries told me that Lyla and James had the perfect life together. He was young, successful, and handsome and Lyla had been the perfect wife. They were madly in love with each other. James died in a plane crash on the way home from a business trip. That crash also killed Lyla on the inside. She stopped attending charity and social functions and then she'd moved out of the mansion in Miami and back to New England to this house that she and James first shared together as man and wife. She moved back here to hide away as she contemplated suicide to join James. My mind was made up if I had to be Lyla then I'd go all in! But there was no way I was going to hid away from the world. My first move was moving back into the Miami mansion. Leaving here would take away the chance of me ever running into my parents or anyone else from my past. I thought that I had died and gone to heaven when I walked into the mansion. I had only seen houses like this on television and in magazines. I actually had a household staff which consisted of a butler, maid, cook, gardener, and a driver. They all seemed really happy to see Lyla seemingly happy and back in the house. The next few weeks were spent getting into the swing of the life-that-Lyla-lived before James died. I took to the social scene like a fish to water. I was in heaven being the beautiful sexy socialite. I resumed all of her charity functions. I was living a fairytale life. My old life was far behind me and nothing could even make me think about it anymore,...or so I thought... I was sunning myself by the pool when I got the shock of my life. Standing over me and smiling was Lyla in Pete's body. It was like seeing a ghost. "Hello Lyla, you seem to have adjusted to my old body and life very well, and I couldn't be happier. You have no idea of how bad I felt at what Pete did to you. Yes, I've been keeping tabs on you. Before the swap I withdrew a substantial amount of money to start my new life with. So, would you be interested in having lunch with an old friend?" Over the next few hours I got the sense that this Pete truly was happy for me. We talked like we had been friends for years. Eventually the conversation turned to Jason. It seems that he wasn't faring as well being me as he thought he would. Even in my old body he didn't have the same success in athletics that I'd enjoyed. His grades were suffering as well and the school was cutting his scholarship and threatening to kick him out of school. Even worse he'd begun to treat Loni like shit. That pissed me off more than anything. Lyla then surprised the hell out of me when she produced The Spell Book. It figures that Jason probably forgot all about the book after he got what he wanted. I was amazed when I looked through the book and I understood it perfectly. I could use a spell to put things back the way they were! It didn't take much thought for me to decide that I loved my new life and had no desire to go back to the life that Jason was ruining. I really felt bad for Loni. She spent every day praying that Jason would once again love her like he used too. Lyla and I agreed to meet for dinner at the country club. After the greatest meal of my life and three bottles of wine, Lyla and I ended up back at the mansion. After a nightcap it wasn't hard at all for him to convince me to allow him to give me my first sexual experience. I'm going to skip the sordid details and just say that if I wasn't totally convinced to keep this beautiful body before, I definitely was now. After waking up to another fantastic sex marathon session, Lyla and I had breakfast by the pool. I asked Lyla if he was happy being Pete and a man. He said for the most part he was. The feeling that he once had for James were long gone and he enjoyed being a single young man, but he still missed having a partner, someone to share his new life with. He said that he had been with several women, but that it was only sex He wanted to find a soul mate. I then asked Pete if he was still in touch with Jason and Loni. He told me that Jason had become a major asshole. He always had to be the center of attention. He treated Loni bad, and cheated on her every chance he got. He said that he stopped being around them because he couldn't stand to see the hurt in Loni's eyes. That night I sat on my bed with a glass of wine with the spell-book in front of me. Pete told me that the book was written in Latin, but when I opened the book I could read it as if it was in English. I spent half the night going through the book until I found the spell that was used to swap our bodies. The next morning when I woke I called Pete and asked him if he would join me for Brunch. He said that he would be here in about an hour. During that time I let the cook know what to prepare. I took a quick shower, got dressed and ran through my head the plan that I had come up with. The success of that plan depended totally on Pete. Chapter 5 After Pete arrived and we had our meal I asked to walk with me. This was actually the first time that I walked the grounds of my estate. Pete was astounded when I told him that I could read the book. It was time to tell him of my plan. We walked to the Gazeebo and sat down. "Pete, how would you feel about swapping bodies with Jason??? He's become an asshole that in no way deserves to be in that body. Loni deserves a real soul mate. Loni and I had the perfect relationship but being in your body has changed me. I don't want to go back to being a man, yet she deserves a chance at happiness. I know that if you were in my former body, she would be treated like the precious flower that she is. I don't expect an answer right now. Take some time to think about it." I didn't hear from Pete for a few days after our brunch, and then I got a call from him. He told me that he had gone to see Jason and that he was even worse than the last time he'd seen him. He treated Loni like trash but she still held on, wishing that he'd change back to the Jason that she was hopelessly in love with. "You're right Pete, that asshole definite does not deserve that body or Loni. I'm all in with your plan." Pete said. The next few days were spent refining the plan. The spell was for a three way swap. I was happy with my life so we would have to find a third person to be included in the swap with Pete and Jason. I found a spell in the book that I could use to alter my appearance. I decided to look like a young slutty Blonde, the kind of slut that Pete was always attracted too. I couldn't use the spell until after we were in California because I didn't have the proper identification. We arrived safely and got settled in our hotel rooms. The plan was for the slutty red head to be in Jason's favorite hangout. As we checked into the hotel there was an old lady pan handling. With an evil smile I sent Pete to buy her some food and a bottle of cheap whiskey. The bar that Jason hung out in was a major dive. I was almost scared to order a drink. I sat at the bar and watched Jason play pool. I had worn the sluttiest outfit I could find, which consisted of a halter top that barely held my generous boobs in, and a micro mini skirt, with thong panties. I had that Fuck-Me-Now appearance. I took my drink and headed over to the pool table. Jason noticed me instantly. When he approached me, my first instinct was to knee him in the balls but that wasn't a part of the plan. Jason began to chat me up. He talked about himself like he was God's gift to the world, and he was very handsy. As much as I hated the idea of kissing him, I had to suck it up and do it. I let him kiss me and feel me up. As much as he disgusted me, I have to admit that I was getting a little turned on by my former body. I talked him into coming back to my hotel room with me. When we got to the room I offered him a drink which I'd spiked with a powerful hallucinogen. With the amount of alcohol that he had in his system it didn't take long for the drug to kick in. He lay back on the bed thinking that I would be joining him. Jason was trying so hard to focus, that he didn't notice that Lyla and Alice had entered the room. I leaned over Jason and kissed him on the cheek and said. "So long asshole." I then started chanting the spell. All three bodies went stiff for a minute. Then Alice's body was the first to stir. "What the fuck!!!" she screamed. "What the fuck is going on? I'm,... I'm a girl?! How the fuck did this happen?" Then she glared at me, "whatever you did Bitch, you'd better undo it now!!!" Alice started towards me pure hatred in her eyes. I was prepared to defend myself when Alice now in Pete's former body stepped in between us. Pete grabbed Alice pinning her arms to her side so that she couldn't move. I went over to the bed to check on the new Jason. He was still pretty much out of it from the drug. I turned back to the new Alice and the new Pete. "I suggest you shut up and listen. After you stole my life, you're lucky that you're still human. I could've used the book to change you into anything, but I want you to suffer for what you did to me. The original Lyla is now in my old body. He'll treat Loni the way she deserves to be treated." Alice stared at me and said, "What did I ever do to you bitch!?" I totally forgot that I still looked like the slutty blonde. I waved my hand over my head and I changed back to my normal appearance. I wish that I had a camera at that moment because the look on Alice's face was priceless. "I was Jason! I have to admit that you did me a favor by giving me this hot body. But I can't allow you to ruin Loni's life. Lyla has agreed to take over my old life but you need to be taught a lesson. Alice here has agreed to give you her life in exchange for becoming Pete. You're now a 50 year old former prostitute diagnosed with AIDs and addicted to heroin." "No, no this isn't happening. I must be drunk!" Pete said in horror. "Oh, it's very real ALICE! I'm leaving for Florida, if you can kick your drug habit and come up with a believable apology for stealing my life and treating Loni like shit then call me. I might be willing to help you for old time's sake," Lyla said handing Alice a business card with a phone number on it. By this time Lyla had sat up an looked around blinking. "Ladies, it's time to go!" Jason said. With that Pete let go of Alice and gave her a push causing her to stumble to the floor. Before Alice could stand back up the three partners had departed the hotel room. Epilogue It's been three years since Pete stole my body, my life, and my girlfriend. When I told him that he did me a favor by putting me in this sexy MILF body, I meant it. I owe him a thank you that he'll never get for choosing the spell that he did. The spell gave us each others movements, mannerisms and short term memories. It also made me totally comfortable in a womans body, which made it easy for me to assume Lyla's life. I absolutely love my life. I'm beautiful and I'm extremely rich, a winning combination. I've resumed Lyla's charity work, and have taken her social status to the next level. I'm in a serious relationship with a handsome loving man. Wedding bells could be ringing in the near future. Speaking of weddings, Jason and Loni are on their honeymoon. What was once a nightmare for me has turned into a beautiful dream. THE END