Shawna leaned against her arms resting the edge of the sink in her hospital room and stared at the older man in front of her, contemplating the news that had been dropped on her over the past hour or so. Outside of her immediate family and the small amount of hospital staff involved, everyone else would have to believe that she, Shawna, was actually James Sullivan, a 48 year old father and husband. A couple of days prior, she had gained thirty-two years of age and the physical body of the man who had helped bring her into this world, raised her, and thought the world of her. She was his little princess and at times she had taken advantage of it, though she doubted he ever knew. But now, thanks to the accident, she had become the father and he was now the daughter. Would she start to think of him as her little princess now as he had and would he start trying to get away with stuff like she had? At least she knew what to expect. On top of this, she would have to start behaving and acting as him; doing all the things he would do; going to his work, living his life, interacting with his co-workers, neighbors, friends, extended family, and her immediate family. She had to become the man she had admired and loved, her own father.
The Doctors, with her mother present, had went through all the events that had led to this moment; the car accident, the highly questionable surgery, and the messy legality of what was done. That had not made it any easier to accept. They explained to her and her mother, that due to the circumstances of the surgery and the fact that it was a permanent change that could not be reversed, they would need to present and act as husband and wife any time they were out, in public and any other situations that would require it. It had also been highly recommended that they start using the proper names for how they now appeared and looked. They had left discussing how they would handle arrangements at home, to the family. Their former father and husband, who was now a 16 year old daughter, as well as themselves, should not expect to have things as normal any longer. All to keep up the appearance that everything was normal and no one could be the wiser.
All this because they had done some unauthorized medical procedure that required removing a small part of her and her father’s brain from their own bodies, what was said to be their consciousness or persona and parts of short term memories or something like that, and placing that back into the other person brain. It was said to be necessary to save our lives they claimed, but the consequences were, it could never be undone, which made it worse. Resulting in they had effectively been body swapped. The Doctors assured us that as the healing of the our brains took place, things would happen which would work to help us adjust to our new condition, roles, bodies or something like that, and it could happen quickly or take time. They would likely experience unfamiliar memories or thoughts that were from the original person, but they didn’t fully know as it had not been tested on humans before today. Shawna had not really focused fully on their speech, more shocked by the fact she was now a man, moreover, her father.
Shawna had been left irritated, disgusted, and disturbed, both at and by the decision and situation the Doctors had made and put them in, after they had left but her mother gave her a warm smile and said that they would figure everything out as they went along. She was weirded out by the whole situation as much as Shawna, but they had a responsibility to not allow anyone to find out what had happened. Shawna’s mother, Angela, began to softly cry and asked Shawna to hold her and make her feel safe, as her father would have. She had given her a hug after that, which felt really weird. One, because it felt odd hugging her mother without her old body and two, she was as holding her mother with the body of her husband. Shawna had spent several minutes of awkwardness; holding her mother tightly, caressing her back and shoulders, as Angela gently sobbed into Shawna’s shoulder and at Angela’s insistence to make her feel it was her husband, calling her ‘Honey’ and ‘Angie’ while assuring her they would all be okay. Angela finally calmed and stepped back, dabbing at her watery eyes with a tissue. She thanked Shawna for making her feel better and caught her off guard when she leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips, before stating she was going to check on Jim in the other room.
That brought her back to the other disturbing thing, her body, this obvious male body she now had. A six foot tall, short red and gray hair on her head and scruffy facial hair, wrinkles and creases around her eyes and mouth, an overweight belly, muscled arms and legs, all covered with hair, calloused hands and smoker stained fingers, a coffee and nicotine stained smile, all belonged to her now. She had seen glimpses of her body and new equipment when she had dressed in her father’s clothes ahead of being discharged today. My god it had been beyond disturbing when she had to hold a penis in her hand for the very first time in her life, except this male member was her own, a very real dick, attached to her body. She recalled having looked down at what had been James’s penis only a few days ago, which was now her penis, the very one that had helped bring her into existence just over sixteen years ago and her younger brother after that. Yet, she had successfully held it and urinated while standing up the first time she had to go pee. Then came the uncomfortable situation that had just occurred while dealing with her mother, as she held her close to soothe and comfort her, she had felt the penis twitching and beginning to swell slightly in her underwear as she caressed and held Angela. The scent of Angela’s perfume and pheromones coming from her body, had brought an awakening of unfamiliar sensations to Shawna in this new body, sensations that were a permanent part of its being, physically and mentally. Shawna quickly found herself becoming aroused by her mother, which as her husband, would be natural, but Shawna wasn’t really her husband, even though now, technically she was. It had all been very confusing and very vague memories of James and Angela’s personal relationship had tried to coalesce in her mind, but she forced herself to think about anything else but that. She was just happy that Angela had felt better when she did, because she wasn’t sure how long she could have fought against it and how she would have handled the situation if her new penis had started getting any harder.
The whole situation was just stressful, disturbing and uncomfortable, which contributed to another issue she now faced. Shawna’s new body was craving nicotine, though she had never smoked, never wanted to or even consider it, as she had felt it was gross and smelly. Her whole family, their house and vehicles, always smelled of stale smoke, because her dad did and now having his body, she determined that what she was feeling was a need for cigarette and she hated it. As soon as she had seen the cigarette pack earlier, a physical and mental addiction to smoke began to come forth. As she had got dressed earlier there was a partial pack, what she now knew was his preferred brand, and a lighter in his personal belongings that had been left for her. She had left them in the bag just hoping to ignore them, but with all the stress going on, she found herself now wanting one, badly.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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