Careful What You Wish For
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Be Careful What You Wish For
Sarah Winters was pissed.
Her poli-sci professor was going on another one of his misogynistic rants.
"The wage gap doesn't exist! It's a myth propagated by the elite liberal
media. If you actually look at the data, you'll see that women just choose
to take less dangerous jobs, and let's be frank, less intellectually
commanding jobs. Women also get pregnant and therefore have to take more
days off..." He continued to ramble.
"God, he probably voted for Trump too," Sarah thought to herself as she
rolled her eyes. "Why can't these baby boomers just die already." She
thought about getting him fired, but he was probably tenured. Not that it
made a lick of difference. The senile old fart was probably retiring soon
anyway.
"In my opinion, women have it better than men," he concluded.
Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing. How could he say something so
blatantly wrong! She decided to confront him after his lecture.
"What do you want miss -" the professor noticed her walking towards him.
"It's Sarah, and you should be ashamed of yourself!" she spat.
"I'm sorry... Sarah was it?" he sighed as he took off his spectacles,
"What exactly should I be ashamed of?"
"Your so-called 'lecture'. How could you say those things? How could you
even think that women have it better than men?"
"Because it's true," he shrugged. "Woman are treated better and they
aren't expected to do anything except dress up and look pretty." His eyes
were directly centered on her cleavage. He was clearly eye-fucking her.
Not only was he a misogynist, he was a pervert!
Sarah finally had enough of his shit. She exclaimed "You're nothing but a
sexist pig! You have no idea how hard it so be a woman in America. You
have no idea what it's like to be hit on all the time, to not be treated
seriously as a human being."
"You're right I don't," he replied simply.
"That's because you're a man!" her voice getting louder and louder, "We
live in a patriarchal society. You don't know how privileged you are. I
wish you knew what it's like to be a woman. I wish you knew what it's like
being me. Then you would know how hard it is for us!" She slammed her fist
onto the table.
Suddenly, Sarah felt a strange tingle rush through her entire body. It
centered on her forehead like a hot fever. And then suddenly she could
neither see, feel, touch, or hear. Her soul was ripped out of her body and
into an astral wind. She was weightless and in darkness.
Then her body started to feel more and more distant, as though she was
being drawn out and away from it. And at the same time, she could sense
another presence moving past her. She began to feel out of breath, then
suddenly her soul was pulled into another body several feet away.
When her senses came back, everything felt different. She was sitting on a
chair with her hands crossed in front of her on a table. Her muscles were
weak and there was a sharp pain in her abdomen. Her head ached and her
body ached with the unfamiliar sensation of arthritis. She felt frail and
ached all over.
She looked up and saw a beautiful young woman smiling at her. She was tall
and curvy, dressed in a tight virginal dress that hugged her generous
curves. Her face was like that of an angel, soft and sweet with rosy
cheeks and high cheek bones. Big brown eyes looked out from under long
dark lashes and small, finely arched eyebrows and flanking a small
upturned nose. Her alluring red lips were arched outwards forming what
looked like a perpetual pout. Curly, dark chestnut hair spilled down over
her slender shoulders, framing her perfect face.
It was herself.
"What the hell just happened?" Sarah shouted in horror.
"Isn't it obvious? We swapped bodies," the apparent Sarah Winters giggled
with her musical feather-soft voice.
"But that's impossible! People don't just switch bodies!" Sarah exclaimed.
"It seems we just did," the imposter grinned widely as she looked down and
admired her new beautiful young body, her eyes wide with wonder.
"But how?" Sarah exclaimed, still filled with shock and disbelief.
"Magic. You wished that I knew what it was like to be a woman, to be you.
Looks like you got what you wished for." Her beautiful stolen face was
glowing with joy.
"Well, I didn't mean for it to come true! I don't want to be a man. I want
to be me again," Sarah whined.
"That's too bad for you. You made the wish so now you have to face the
consequences," she responded with a gloating smile, "I for one plan to
learn exactly 'what's it's like to a be a woman in America'."
"You can't just take my life," Sarah complained, "You don't even know the
first thing about being a woman."
"No I don't," the professor shrugged and then she gave Sarah a smug grin,
"But it sure beats being an old man! And surely it can't be that hard
being a beautiful young woman. I feel so wonderful, like I have all of the
energy in the world!" Giggling, she twirled around on her tiptoes with
youthful delight, showing off her perfectly round ass and her sexy long
legs.
"You'll never get away with this! I'll call the police. I'll find a way to
swap us back," Sarah vowed although deep down she knew that she was stuck.
Stuck in the old professor's body with no hopes of swapping back.
"You do that," she chuckled. "In the meantime, I'm going to enjoy all the
pleasure this body has to offer," the new Sarah smiled blissfully as she
groped her expansive breasts with her hands, clearly enjoying the
sensations emanating from her new female body.
Then she put a hand on Sarah's shoulder and cooed in a sympathetic voice,
"Don't worry... things aren't so bad for you. You're an esteemed professor
and you have all the money you could ever dream of. And best of all you're
a man! That means a lot in this patriarchal society of ours. Too bad your
new body is too sick and frail to enjoy any of it."
Sarah began to sob. The bitter tears looked pathetic rolling down the old
man's whiskery face. She had lost her sexy young body and it was her own
damn fault. If only she had been more careful with her words!
"Well, I better get going to my next class. Thanks for this wonderful gift
and have fun being a man!" the new Sarah laughed before leaving, shaking
her wide hips as seductively as she could as if to rub it in.
The hapless professor planted his head on the table and cried.
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