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Mitch Robertson was a little bit homely and so was his girlfriend Layla. They tended to suit one another rather well but Mitch always had the yearning to make love to a really beautiful woman, a fashion model would have done admirably. Layla wore glasses, had a rather large nose, big hips, and a very annoying laugh. As Mitch was no oil painting himself he resolved that she was as good as it was going to get and that was that.

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For some reason, it felt like I had further to go than usual. Tall, quite muscular. I hung up and rung again. There was a few seconds of silence.

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Perhaps showing itself in a different way. The room filled with light and I clenched my eyelids shut, shielding my eyes with my hand. It was an average-sized dick, but thick and hard as a rock. I looked back into the mirror, in a sort of daze.

My first thought was that one of my brothers had cut it in the night, but it was more than that, it was a different feel, a different style. The switch seemed closer than usual, and my arms felt clumsily long. The pressure on my shoulders had always been light, but in its absence it was suddenly drastic. I stood there for a few minutes, taking shallow breaths and feeling very faint. I gazed down at the two lumps that I could feel hanging off my chest I say hanging, they hardly sagged at all.

His voice came back faint. I slowly undid the button on my boxers, and the dick pushed through. I sat up, and flicked on the light switch for the lamp to my left. Act normal.

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It was too curly, and way, way too short. That came as a big shock — a bigger shock than anything else, for some reason. I woke up to the sound of an alarm. I spotted an iPod touch on the side, so I grabbed it, slid the unlock key and went straight to camera. My arms and my legs felt stubby, and I was slimmer, too, except —. I held down the button on the top, and it turned itself on. That boy from my year, loud, always laughing.

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I had shrunk, that was why I had stood up so fast, because I was shorter. Just be there in half an hour. I looked Body switch sex stories my mirror but saw none. It sounded weird over the phone, but it was my own voice. My eyes darted around the room, looking for a mirror. The bed felt different, and so did I — my limbs seemed to ache, as if they Body switch sex stories too long and heavy. There was a knock at the door and a woman stuck her head round.

I winced as my eyes grew accustomed, but before I had even opened my eyes I knew that something was wrong. My body curved in a very feminine way, in at the stomach and out again at the hips. I looked down and realised that I was topless, andwearing boxer shorts — then soon forgot that when the idea that I had a penis began to settle in. I glared into it, and right back at me glared Arifa. I was Sam. Okay, I was Sam. Logically, then, Sam would be me. I had boobs. It was my voice. The tickle of my underwear was sending shivers of pleasure up my spine, a similar pleasure to that I used to get from my clit.

I reached over for the light switch, but missed it entirely and banged my fingers on the wall. My dick was gone. I opened my door and looked warily out. I saw one straight away — it was a very typically girly room, complete with mirror for make-up. No answer. Why had I stood up so much faster than normal? Arifa — sorry, I, had medium length black hair, slightly wavy, and brown eyes. On another girl it would have been sexy, but seeing it move as I did made me feel sick. Where the hell was I? More importantly, how had I got here? I suddenly realised that I was feeling a body that was completely out of proportion.

I raised a hand, and at the same time, she did in the mirror. She was a girl, in my year at college. I flipped the screen around, and the face of a stranger flipped onto the screen. So why the hell was she in my mirror? The rest of the dressing I took much more slowly, until I was clad in jeans and a plain black t-shirt. I spun a fullmy vision swam and I had passed out before I even hit the floor. I stood bolt upright, and nearly fell over.

The change in skin tone had less of an effect on me than the change in gender, but it was indescribably weird to have changed ethnicity over night. I felt so tall, so precariously balanced, like I would topple at the slightest breeze.

I remained still, breathing deeply, supporting myself on my short, thin arms. There was no answer. And male. I had no idea why I was this calm. Before my eyes had even fully grown accustomed I realised that the room was wrong too. After a few seconds it asked for a pin code, and I started to panic, but I tried and it let me straight in. Brown hair, curly. Just as it went to the answer phone message for the fifth time, it was answered at the other end.

Had I had a growth spurt in the night? I rung a third time, and then a fourth, and then a fifth. He was just as scared as me, maybe more so judging by his reaction. It was the hair that I noticed first. I reached up, again feeling too long and heavy, and found my hair.

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My hands reached up and lightly cupped them, and I felt the response instantly — they were part of me. It was not just the pressure against the fabric from my hard-on, but the sensation too. There was a dead silence on the other end, except for heavy breathing. We need to talk. And, as my soft, new hand found my soft, new vagina, I barely registered any wave of pleasure as it was drowned out by a wave of shock.

It had less colour, and less stuff on and around the walls, although more mess on the floor. What the hell?? I felt faint — unsurprising, really, considering I had just fainted.

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It took about ten seconds for them to adjust enough for me to be able to look around my room. I mashed in my own mobileand started to dial.

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I finally found it, and as I flicked it on the room flared up with light. Clothes were strewn around the floor. I sat up, and as I did my head was thrown into dizziness. I bounded over to it, stumbling again from being in the new body.


Whatever you could call them, I had them. I choked with panic, plunging my hand down the front of my shorts. As I touched it, it gave an involuntary twitch and sent shivers through my body. At this my tiredness vanished. Meet me in the common room at college.

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I looked at my hand, and had a double-take — my skin was brown. I had to stretch slightly further than usual. Now, before others get there. My eyes opened slowly to the sound of an alarm, but it was a different alarm, harsher than I was used to. I sat up gingerly — just as well, considering the change in height. I stooped down to grab a pair of boxers, and nearly fell over.

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