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A Brilliant Plan
By Eric
All American high school football player Clayton Rollins had it made
except for his grades and reports of his behavior in the school files.
So he was now seated across tight ass Principle Mrs. Wilggins, as usual
he was smiling with his most charming smile. All the girls loved it and
his handsome, super-studdly 6'4 body. He sighed silently since his smile
and good looks were having no effect on the cold hearted bitch in front
of him. Well, he was loaded, thanks to a trust fund and money always
talked.
She threw the money in his face.
"I have taped our little conversation, Mr. Rollins and will add to your
vast file of misdeeds! As far as I'm concerned this will put an end to
your chances of a top school scholarship or any hope of getting on any
top team. With your grades you won't even get a high school diploma and
will miss graduation, of course. No cushy life as a top football player."
Then she shook her head. "I don't understand you. You're not stupid, you
just don't take the time to study or get good grades, or even behave in a
remotely civilized manner. Now get out!"
Clayton felt like hitting the bitch, but she'd just press charges and put
him in jail. HIM! She was just a bitter, jealous, old bitch. He stormed
out of her office and drove his corvette aimlessly until he found himself
at a strip mall that had a bar. He could use a drink which wouldn't be a
problem as his fake ID was perfect. 'Weird name for a bar, though,
Spells-R-Us,' Clayton thought. He went in and found himself the only
costumer. The bartender was a weird old guy in what looked like an old
bathrobe.
With a beer he got sympathy.
"Too bad about that unreasonable bitch of a principle, Mrs. Wiggins," he
said, with a kind smile. "You deserve better, Clayton."
Clayton choked in his beer. "How the fuck did you know all that? And even
my name!?"
"Simple, my boy." He put a fatherly hand on Clayton's shoulder. "You see
I'm a wiz of a wizard." His little joke made him chuckle.
"Sure!"
The old man ignored the crack.
"If you're such a wizard, why are you an old fart and in a dingy, cheap
bar?"
"It's not always a bar, my boy, and as for why I'm here, or indeed
anywhere, is that my chief joy in life is helping others. Spreading
sweetness and light into the dark corners of life is so fulfilling."
Despite himself Clayton found himself listening. "Can you make that
bitch, Mrs. Wiggins change my grades and destroy her assessments and my
file?"
"In a fashion, you see I would give you the power to do it. I can provide
you with a spell that would allow you to possess her body, doctor your
grades, and destroy unfavorable assessments and disciplinary actions."
"You kidding!"
He shook his head. "No, for as long as you like you would be in charge of
her 42 year old body, even her memories and skills would be available to
you."
Clayton thought about being in control of the bitch and smiled. Somehow
he now believed the old fart. Then he had a frighten thought. "But how
would I get out of her old body? I don't want to be her any longer than
necessary." He shuddered.
The Wizard chuckled kindly. "Of course not. All you would have to do is
think 'home' and visualize your body and you would be young, handsome and
talented all American football player, Clayton Rollins, again..."
Clayton thought, "Wiz, can anything go wrong?"
The old man smiled. "Not very likely, but nothing is totally fool proof
but as long as you think of Mrs. Wiggins and not some other person who
doesn't have a mind or a soul it is perfect. You see if by any chance
were in a body that did not possess a soul, you wouldn't be able to leave
and return to your own body. But I assure you that Mrs. Wiggins, god
bless her, for all her bitchiness has a soul. So everything will be OK
for your return home."
"Say, does any living body not have a soul or mind, Wiz?"
"I don't know of any, except a few members of congress. Hehehe... but
seriously, yes, it can happen, but it's very rare."
Clayton laughed politely. "How much for the spell and what if it doesn't
work?"
"Money back guarantee, my boy. The spell is quite reasonable as I feel
you've have been wronged by a bitter, unhappy, woman. True, her husband's
a bully, and she has an unruly teenage daughter, but that's hardly a good
excuse for her behavior."
Clayton laughed thinking of Irene Wiggins who was hell fire itself with
drugs and slutting around.
"So how much?"
"One hundred dollars and sixteen cents."
Clayton fished in his pockets and billfold and found that he strangely
had the exact sum.
"The beer's on me," the wizard said. "Now my advice on the best time to do
it is in the morning before she gets to school."
Clayton nodded. "Hey what about my body while I'm not in it, would it be
safe?" He shuddered thinking that something bad could happen to his hunky
from. He was very attached to it.
"Just lock yourself in your bedroom, your parents are out of town and so
it will be safe from any one finding you and thinking you're in a coma.
Be sure not to leave a burning cigar..."
"Hey, I don't smoke."
"Oh, well, good for you!"
"Now this will work, right?"
"Double you money back if it doesn't."
Clayton roared with laughter thinking of having that bitch helpless and
under his control.
"Now the spell will only work once so you won't be able to make a habit
of it."
"No sweat, Wiz, I have no desire to be someone else my body is just
perfect."
"So it is! So it is! Now here's the spell. Just think of Mrs. Wiggins and
say the words clearly and your soul will soar through time and space and
you'll find yourself controlling her body. Her mind will be pushed down
helpless as you go and do whatever you want. She'll rage, but will be
totally helpless."
Clayton laughed loudly. "That's so fuckin cool. At last the stuck up
bitch is going down!" As he said it he was already thinking of all the
humiliating things he could to her while he was in her body. There was
justice in this world after all. He laughed some more, as football fame
and fortune were back on his plate again, and the bitch was going to get
it in the neck.
Clayton hopped into his sports car and headed home. He wanted to plan
things out. One thing he thought of very quickly as he had a few beers at
home was that he had to find some way to make sure any change to his
grades remained permanent. After the bitch got control of her body back
he needed to make sure she couldn't do anything to change his grades or
cause him problems. He laughed that shouldn't be too tough he would just
take some comprising videos and threaten to release them. She'd probably
lose her job, maybe her husband would either beat her or divorce her, or
maybe both. Clayton congratulated himself for being a genius and thought
how lucky it was that he ran into the wizard. Too bad the spell would
only work once he would love to be able to play with it with other
people.
That morning for the first time in days Clayton woke up with a big smile
on his face. He got cleaned up and shaved, admiring his handsome smiling
face in the mirror as usual. He did not put on any clothes, as being
naked was part of his brilliant plan. He lay down on the bed and got out
a picture of Mrs. Wiggins from the yearbook.
"You're going down, you bitch!" he murmured to it, grinning. He focused
on the photo and said the spells three words finishing with INVOKE! His
powerful and handsome body fell on the bed and as he watched from above
the paper disappeared. Then he felt himself, or his soul anyway hurling
through space until he appeared in Mrs. Wiggins bedroom. She was almost
totally dressed and he could hear her husband asking about sex later. It
was too funny.
Then Clayton found himself diving into her middle-aged body. There was a
moment of disorientation, of confusion, then he felt her personality and
mind submerge and felt her panic as he took control of her body. 'Like
too weird,' he thought. He stood up carefully and crossed to the mirror
and shuddered. Mrs. Wiggins looked back at him. He had to admit for an
older chic she wasn't bad looking. She was tall and slim and had lots of
lovely dark hair and a pretty face that was marred by being too stern.
Clayton ignored her cries and turned this way and that. This was going to
be his body for next few hours.
He heard her husband saying, "Carol, are you listening to me?"
"What?" asked Clayton. He said it with her voice and inflections. 'Too
weirdly cool,' he thought happy that the spell was working just as the
wizard had said it would.
The large burly man came into view and he had a scowl on his face.
"Look, I'm sick and tired of this argument. It's our night for sex
tonight. Are you going to give me a BJ, or not? We've been married for
twenty years tonight and I think I deserve one at least one BJ for our
married life together. Other women do it all the time for their men, why
not you? And don't say it's degrading! It's not, it's a normal part of
most people's sex life."
Clayton grinned, pretty hot stuff. He had a wicked thought. It was time
for a little revenge. After all he wouldn't be the one having to give a
BJ tonight.
"Well you're right Sherman, I promise to give a BJ tonight. If I don't
spank me until I do." He laughed inside as he could hear the trapped soul
of Mrs. Wiggins screaming, 'No, no.'
'Yes, yes,' he shot back at her gleefully.
Sherman's powerful frame and face relaxed. "Well finally." Clayton had
to endure a kiss from the man.
"Have a good day at school!" Sherman said, and patted what was now
Clayton's rear.
Clayton used his access to Carol Wiggin's mind and memory to finish her
makeup. From habit her body made kissy faces in the mirror. 'Uck,' he
thought. Some boots were by the bed and he slid them on and zipped them
up with no difficulty. Shit, high heels. Well, it wasn't his feet.
Experimentally he walked around and stumbled a bit but then he sort of
let go allowing her brain and body memory to move naturally. Soon he was
walking without difficulty.
As he made his way to garage he bumped literally in to a slovenly dressed
teenage girl who told Clayton to watch where the fuck she was going. It
was Wiggin's classy daughter.
"Aren't you going to say, sorry, at least?" asked Clayton. He couldn't
stand Irene Wiggins. But then nobody could.
"Get stuffed, MOM!" she snarled and went into her room and loudly slammed
the door.
Not knowing what to do, unless it was to beat the girl and for a second
Clayton considered it. The he shrugged and headed out to Wiggins old
Honda Civic. A far cry from his hot Corvette. Well it was only for a few
hours. He drove to school.
It was super cool. Everyone made way for him and he got respect from even
the teachers. He found her walk was now completely natural to him as well
as greeting the staff by name. He ignored pleas from inside their shared
mind from Carol to 'Please give me back my body, I'll do whatever you
want.'
'I know you will, Carol because I'm in charge now. Don't worry though, I
will be glad to exit this decrepit middle-aged body after I'm through
with it,' he sent silently back.
Clayton smiled Carol's usual smile at her secretary Joan and went to his
office. He found he couldn't take care of his grades and other things
right now, as he had to do some items that burst in on him. Boring stuff,
he was glad he didn't have to do it every day. But it was nice for
everyone to kiss his ass. Finally, he called up his records on her
computer. He knew her password now, of course, and started changing
grades. He changed them to Bs and As from Fs and Ds. Then he did his
best to lock out his file, changing access code to a new password that he
kept away from Wiggins. Then he shredded all her files on him. 'What a
tight ass,' he thought. 'What harm was there in him having a little fun?
After all he was the town's pride on the football field.'
Unconsciously slinging Carol's purse over his shoulder he left the
office. God did his feet hurt in these damn heels!
"Joan, I have some business to take care of I will be back after lunch. I
will have my cell off."
"Yes, Mrs. Wiggins."
It was funny on the way out to see his girl friend Susan shoot him a
nasty glance, She was mad at the bitch for the way Mrs. Wiggins was
treating him. He grinned. It was too cool and funny. He ignored more
pleas form Mrs. Wiggins.
"Relax, Bitch you'll get this pathetic body back soon enough. You don't
think I want to stay in here any longer than I have too?" he thought at
her and her indignation made him giggle.
Clayton pulled up to his house. The front door key was where he hid it.
"What are you going to do?" asked a panicking Carol. She was afraid he
might kill her or something so she couldn't do anything to him after he
left her body.
"You'll see," he shot back, laughing. He took the key to his bedroom door
form its hiding place and opened the door. He caught his breath. Way
weird too see his own handsome body lying quietly naked on his bed. Man
was he super good looking and look at those muscles. He found himself
sighing in Carol's body, as he couldn't help it. He was just so fucking
handsome. He patted his own cheek and sat down on the bed and started to
undress his current body. He gratefully slid off the damn heels with
relief. He took Mrs. Wiggins naked form to his desk and position his
video camera so it would see everything on the bed. By now some of his
intentions must have filtered through to Carol because he could hear
protesting cries from her. They just made him laugh.
Despite himself he was getting excited, it was kinda cool, like he was
really going to make out with himself. And with the videos he would make
he would have the bitch under his control. If he showed them she would
lose her job, maybe go to jail for having sex with a minor, and her
jealous husband might even beat her to death. He found from her
frightened memories that this was a real possibility.
He started stroking his body and kissing it where he knew he liked it.
Despite himself and to his surprise he found his current body's slit
opening. Wow, he was so hot! Even without a mind or soul in it his real
body was getting aroused. His current body was now very wet. He giggled,
"This is way too weird!"
With her fingers he started playing with his magnificent 8 inch dick and
soon it was hard as a rock. He found himself making little gasping sounds
in the back of his current throat. He hadn't planned on it but he
couldn't resist mounting his real body and sliding his dick into Mrs.
Wiggins' eager pussy. In the back of his mind he found Carol's arousal
was now echoing his own. He found himself bouncing up and down on his own
dick, using her strong thigh muscles to ride his own cock cowgirl style.
"Oh my god... This is amazing!" He felt so good, so excited, he could
feel that he was getting ready to cum. "Ahhhhh..." he screamed a high
feminine cry of passion and delight and then collapsed forward on top of
his own muscular form. Clayton lay there gasping and feeling satisfied
and wonderful. He always knew his cock turned women on big time, now he
had proof.
Then he felt his body twitch beneath him. He opened his current feminine
mouth and gasped.
"What the fuck?"
Then his real body shoved him off and sat up with a broad grin. "Now that
was really something, 'Mrs. Wiggins'!" The words came out of his real
mouth. "Are you surprised? I wonder why, just because I took over your
old body? I mean, fair is fair, you took over mine."
For a second he couldn't make his voice work, and then somehow he gasped
out, "How..."
"When you were all caught up, enjoying having sex with yourself while
controlling my body (what an egomaniac you are) well, I was enjoying it,
too." She reached down to stroke her glistening cock. "It really is a
lovely cock. I'm so glad it's mine."
Clayton tried to speak but she was still too stunned, watching her body
play with her former cock.
"Then as you were getting close to your first female orgasm and lost
control I sort of floated free. I pushed away from you and found myself
hovering right above you, as you rode this cock like a pro." Carol gave
her new member another squeeze. "Then on a whim I touched your body and
found myself pulled into it. I must say feeling your tight pussy
bouncing up and down on my cock was fantastic! I might even let you do
it again, sometime. You wish! A young guy like me doesn't go for old
woman like you. But I am looking forward to doing it with MY girl friend
Susan. Anyway I suddenly found myself alone and possessing your
powerful, young, male body leaving you behind in sole control of my
older, sexy, female body."
"HAHAhaha..." Her booming a laugh made Clayton want to cry. "Don't worry,
I know how much you wanted that body, so I won't ask for it back. I'll
just keep yours, and we'll call it an even trade. Since you get to keep
my old one. No thanks are necessary." She smiled with his face. "Now
I'm 18 again, and you're 42. I'm a strong man and you're a weak female.
Seems like a fair trade to me, isn't it!" And the new Clayton laughed
again, louder and longer. "I won't have to put up with idiotic
patronizing men any more. Now, I am afraid that's your life."
"Not so fast, you bitch, I can get my real body back." He thought of how
the wizard told him to swap back. And thought HOME and visualized his
real body. But nothing happened, he was still trapped in this old body. He
screamed and it was a female cry of helplessness.
Carol laughed again. "Ah, what's wrong, Mrs. Wiggins? Can't leave that
body. Too bad, then I guess I'll just have to keep this one. No deposit
no return." Carol grinned happily.
Clayton was sobbing, this can't be happening. "WHY," he gasped, "I was
supposed to be able to change back anytime I wanted." He started pounding
the strong man's chest with the weak blows of a woman. The strong male
body caught his wrists trapping him with her superior strength and then
just thrust him out of bed and he landed hard on the floor, with arms and
legs failing helplessly.
His former body stood up and stretched. "You know I've been thinking
about that. When you possessed my body and left me helpless, what a
horrible feeling by the way, I started studying your mind discovering I
could access your memories just as you were accessing mine. How could
you do such a monstrous and impossible thing! Then I came across your
memory of you talking to the wizard. What was it he told you... if you
were in a body that had no other soul you wouldn't be able to go back.
When my soul left my former body, it trapped you in it because my former
body no longer had a soul. Then when I entered your body, which at the
time was soulless, it became mine. Now I'm the only soul in this body
great young body. And your soul is the only one in my former body. So
there's no going back for you, MRS. WIGGINS."
"No, no," she cried over and over again.
"No, you're stuck, MRS. WIGGINS. I wish you joy in your new life. I
didn't have much pleasure in it lately, but who knows maybe you will like
being a bullied wife, with a horrible teenage girl and a thankless and
boring job." The new Clayton chuckled. "And thanks by the way for
changing MY records."
"I'll do something you won't like if you don't go to the wizard with me.
I'm sure he can help us... me."
"I don't think so, empty words, MRS. WIGGINS. Thank you for such clever
planning. I have the video of you seducing one of YOUR students. You
could go to jail and your husband would probably beat you half to death.
You'll find out soon enough how violent and bad tempered YOUR husband is.
I've wanted a divorce for years but was too afraid to ask for one. Well
now that's your problem. Thanks for solving it for me." The new teenager
laughed again and flexed his new muscles in the mirror. "Damn, this is
one fantastic body. Well, you better get dressed and get back to work.
The school needs its principle. But if you want another ride on my new
love muscle, I'm sure we can work something out. Have I said, I love sex
as a man?"
Never stopping crying the new Carol got dressed and drove to the strip
mall to plead with the wizard. But the bar was gone. GONE. Like it had
never been there. She banged her head on the steering wheel. Which didn't
help. What could she do? What could she do? 'He'd come back later,' the
new Mrs. Wiggins thought. And hoped.
Then she laughed and cried as she remembered her promise to her husband.
She was the one who would now have to give Sherman a BJ. How degrading
but it was either that or get a beating. From the access to memories in
her new brain she knew Sherman would do it. She was so LUCKY to have all
Carol's memories while her old ones were slowly starting to fade into the
background.
Over the next few weeks she watched her former body as the new Clayton
assumed her life. Based on the way the new Clayton played football he
had all her old skills. Sitting in the bleachers she hated all the cheers
now directed at him. She would have loved to skip the games but as the
principle she couldn't of course.
'Damn the wizard anyway!' She thought that a lot, especially when on the
rag. At least once a week she drove by the strip mall, but of course the
bar never appeared again. Like the old Carol she would have loved to
divorce her husband, especially since he now expected a BJ once a week,
saying at last the damn was broken, but like the original she was too
afraid of the huge, burly, bad temped man.
Well, the actual sex wasn't as bad as she feared, not bad at all really,
but of course she found the blowjobs so degrading. The continuous
arguments with Irene wore on her nerves. She was going to make the girl
move out when she turned 18. The new Carol couldn't wait until she could
retire. She hated being the principle. Those kids were impossible. And
God how she hated the smug smiles Clayton gave her... especially when he
was walking arm and arm with his adoring beautiful cheerleader
girlfriend, Susan. One day he came to her office to tell her he got a
football scholarship to University of Florida and would probably start in
his sophomore year. Everyone said he had a great chance to make the pros
later.
"I owe it all to you, Mrs. Wiggins, if you hadn't straightened me up I
don't know where I would be." He smiled wickedly at her and gave her a
quick wink.
What of the wizard, you might ask. Well he is very happy that things
turned out so well for Clayton, because as he so often says, he loves
spreading sweetness and light.
The end
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