This choice: Find a private place to figure this out • Go Back...Chapter #5Find a private place to figure this out by: Saracen1187  Having watched your own body disappear from view in the elevator, you just stood there in the basement, partly afraid to move, and not just because of the precarious 4-inch heels you now wore. You held you dainty, manicured hands up in front of you and wiggled your fingers. "Holy shit!! What the hell just happened?" you asked yourself out loud. "How the hell can I have that chick's body?" Your hands then reach for the fleshy mounds on your chest that are constrained beneath your grey jacket and white blouse. "Woah... I got tits!!" you exclaimed.
You looked around nervously, then hurriedly made your way into a nearby closet, your heels clicking as you went. You shut the door behind you and then took another look down at the svelte, 5' 5" tall female body your head was now fastened to. Your new pumps took your height to 5' 9". You swallowed hard as you crouched down and caressed your nylon-clad legs and peep-toe suede pumps. Your toe nails were neatly pedicured and painted a gloss red, which matched your fingernails. Going over the moments in the elevator in your head you tried to figure it out. What had you been thinking? Then it hit you, you subconsciously wished that you cop a feel of this woman's breasts, maybe see her naked. And *poof* - your wish is granted in a weird way.
"But why hadn't she noticed she's got my body now??" you asked, frowning. Then you shrugged. But you thought back to the incident earlier at home, with the strange shadowy entity, or whatever it was. "Is something inside me?" you mumbled.
Only then do you see an I.D card hanging from your coat. You rip it off and look at the woman's face on it. "Jennifer Shaw was her name, and she was here representing a private hospital looking to buy expensive drugs for its patients. You began feeling light headed again and you closed your eyes and gripped your new stomach for a moment. Next time you looked at the card... your picture was on it, or rather your head attached to Jennifer's shoulders, but the name was the same. "What the hell...?" you mumbled. "I am her now??" you asked, puzzled.
After having another grope of your new breasts, you exited the closet and started walking down the corridor, the noise your heels were making was very distracting to say the least. Just then the elevator doors opened again, and out stepped Jennifer, only now she was heading to your work station. She looked over at you and eyed you up, paying particular attention to your shapely legs.
"What are you staring at?" you asked her. "Did you come to help me sort this mess out?"
"Uh, sorry Miss, and.... sort what out?" Jennifer answered.
You narrowed your eyes at her, and then shook your head. "It doesn't matter!" you muttered.
"Okay!" Jennifer nodded, then she turned and walked away again with your body underneath her pretty head.
"So she thinks she's me." you reasoned, trying to comprehend all what was happening. "In that case, no reason for me to start doing a job I'm not getting paid for anymore" you smirked, beginning to enjoy the situation. Your average male head was affixed atop a shapely woman's body and you were loving it, you had access to a pair of succulent breasts whenever you wanted. Not to mention a vagina, which you hadn't yet checked out, but you definitely feel a little 'moist' down below. You knew you could have some real fun.
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