[Life Swap, Genderswap]

Living with a Demon was difficult. Magatsuchi Shouta was well aware of that, as he had managed to inadvertedly summon one once. That Demon decided that it was way too much fun to stick around and mess with him, which was how he ended up gaining a ditzy blonde Demon as a friend, potential lover, roommate, and anything in between. She swapped between what their relationship was on a dime, depending on how she felt that day. She had even called herself a pet once...

But that was part of her charm. Part of the charm of Quetzalcoatl, or Lucoa as she liked to call herself. One way or another, she'd stumble her way through the day and cause more than enough trouble for the people around her. Whether it was because she wasn't accustomed to the ways the world worked, or because she just thought she could have a bit of fun. Every time, without failure, she'd end up embarrassing the young man she had bonded with. But it was that same kind of innocent ditziness that led them to grow closer and closer, to the point where Shouta wouldn't want to see her leave.

"What are you doing, Shouta?" Lucoa asked as she suddenly pushed up against the purple-haired young man's back, pressing them nice and flat as she drew closer and closer. So close that her lips were on the verge of wrapping around his ear so she could drag him into a bit of her impromptu intimacy at any moment...

Shouta let out a brief yelp as the Demon invaded his sense of privacy once again, causing him to very nearly drop an ingredient to the floor. He thought that he had sealed the door to his special laboratory, where he practiced the magical arts that were handed down to him by his family, and that she couldn't get in there. But like every other time that he thought he had figured that blonde out, she had managed to outsmart him yet again. Or was it truly outsmarting when she really just ignored his efforts and succeeded regardless?

"D-Demon, begone!" Even now after they had spent so much time together, he wouldn't stop calling her Demon. Because that was what she had introduced herself as. No matter how many times that she tried to tell him that she was actually a disgraced Dragon Goddess, she was always a Demon in his eyes. "Y-You're not supposed to see this! It's supposed to be a secret until it's done, otherwise..!"

As he turned towards her to try and block away his magic cauldron, the same cauldron that he had once used to 'summon' Lucoa in the first place, he kept blushing as he looked straight at her. That slightly taller body that brought complete and utter emphasis on her curves. Whether it was her slim black shirt that let her melons sag down as the cloth struggled to not snap right off, her shorts that were left unbuttoned because her hips and ass couldn't fit into them otherwise, or her long black stockings that clamped around her thick legs before letting a bit of that thickness peek out over the top to make the exposed parts of her thighs stand out that much more. He had seen it all so many times before. But he never stopped blushing when he looked at her.

"Huh? You're trying some new kind of magic? Can't I see? I promise I won't break anything, you've got my word as a Goddess, Shouta!" Lucoa giggled as she completely ignored the young man's attempts to stop her, peeking right over his shoulder and pressing her breasts up against his face in the process while she peered into the purple liquid bubbling around inside that cauldron. "So what's it supposed to do? Make us rich? That could pay for a fun party, maybe we could invite Tohru and the others!"

Shouta was having a bit of difficulty trying to push her away. Partly because of how much he was paralyzed by her tits brushing up against his face like that, and how he could smell that she had been entertaining herself in the usual way, and partly because she was just too strong. Ditzes like her always came with caveats like those, so he didn't even get the chance to explain what was going to happen before it was too late.

Slowly but surely the liquid started to bubble more and more as the surface became more and more illegible. It was boiling. So much so that Lucoa stepped away for just a moment, while her face was still visible inside the bubbling liquid. Just for long enough that the young man could turn towards it and try to stop it.

The second that his face became ever so slightly recognizable in the water was when everything came crashing down. The liquid shone brightly before it suddenly exploded, sending a wave of magic coursing through the room and knocking both the Demon and the young man onto their respective asses, a trembling sensation pulsing through them bit by bit.

"Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no!" Shouta cried out as he quickly started to run his hands through his hair. "T-That spell wasn't finished. It was supposed to be a spell that could rid the body of imperfections, I was going to cast it on Mom to make sure that she was as beautiful as the day she married Dad, so their anniversary could go smoothly. Now... Now I don't know what might happen!"

Lucoa laughed without a care as she dusted herself off. "So that's why you wanted to keep it a secret! You wanted to impress your Mom! Ahahaha... Don't worry, Shouta, I can figure out a great gift for her, you just wait and see!" She chimed, immediately trying to back up on her feet...

Only for her to tilt backward and collapse onto the floor once more, blinking rapidly as something felt really and dangerously wrong. Had she made a mistake? No, that couldn't be right, she had just checked up on her dear Shouta...

Shouta blinked as he swore that he could see something wrong about Lucoa. Was her body getting... Smaller? No, not by much. But he could definitely tell that something was happening to her. Mostly because her shirt was getting longer in the form of sleeves appearing and stretching all the way out to her hands.

"Shoutaaaaa! Why can't I get uuuup?!" Lucoa cried out as she tried yet again, only to fall down like the ditz that she was. She knew that something was wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint it. Maybe if she started to feel around on her body she could figure it out. First she tried her chest, that was still there. Then she tried down below, and things certainly felt a bit flatter. Her butt was nowhere near as jiggly, and it felt like her pants were on nice and tight instead of being on the verge of bursting open even with the button undone. Then her hands slid forward just a little...

The Demon let out a moan as she squeezed her hands around something nice and round inside her pants. Pants that had stretched all the way down to her ankles while they covered up the most naughty parts of her body. Not that it was such a naughty body any longer, because a lot of her thickness had been compressed. It was like she had gotten smaller in every way, with only her crotch experiencing a growth. Even her hair had shortened, going from nice and fluffy to short and straight not unlike... Shouta's... hair...

Shouta looked at Lucoa, and a shiver went down his back. He could easily tell that she was starting to look like him. That would explain the shirt getting longer and the pants getting less revealing and the bulge that was growing in her pants. But if she was turning into him thanks to that magic, then...

He slowly looked down and hoped that he wouldn't see two massive milkers peering back at him. But he wasn't so lucky. Melons that seemed to be even bigger than Lucoa's were hanging from his chest, stretching out his shirt to the point where that cute blue thing couldn't cover up his arms any longer, exposing those brand new mammaries in the process. His pants had met a similar fate, thanks to the junk in his trunk growing nice and bouncy and popping off a button by the time they had been reduced to shorts.

Despite the changes that had already happened to him, he didn't want to believe that he had gone past a fatal point. Which was why he quickly let his slim and dainty hands dart down to his crotch just like Lucoa's own hands had gone down to her crotch, hoping that he would feel something as round and as soft as what she was playing with. But all that he got for his trouble was the first spike of feminine pleasure pouring through him, and a sharp moan echoing from his lips as his brand new horns poked out of his head. Lucoa's trademark hat even appeared on his head, to complete his transformation while his hair lengthened until it was as long as fluffy as hers had been.

It took but a moment to look into the mirror. But it was clear. They had not only swapped genders... But they had swapped bodies as well. Or at least body types. Shouta now had to deal with the kind of body that a ditz was known for, while Lucoa was busy focusing on his brand new bulge... And those nice tits on Shouta that he once had on his own chest.

"Okay. Okay okay. Think, Shouta. Think..." This was an extremely dire situation. So much so that Shouta would have to cook up a brand new pot's worth of magic to make sure that they could change back in time before her Mom came home. And then... Uh... Uh...

She quickly shook her head to try and reorient her thoughts, but all that she accomplished was her breasts bouncing all over the place and tugging her thoughts in every different direction possible. So much so that she nearly started to drool as she had a difficult time adjusting. Was this why Lucoa... Was this why he had difficulty being anything but a ditz? It'd... Mmph, it'd really explain it...

Lucoa let out moan after moan as he continued to play with his bulge. It felt really nice. But something was off. Every time he squeezed his bulge, it sent another shiver through his spine. A really strong one. Like he shouldn't be doing this. It wasn't what boys like... Boys like...

His eyes widened as he let go of his bulge, right as it started to leak a bit of precum into his underwear. Okay, this was definitely not good. He was actually lucid. He didn't even feel hungover from trying to sneak in a bit of alcohol before bed. He felt completely and utterly clearheaded. And that was a scary thought. He didn't want to be like this. He wanted to have fun. Not worry about the fact that he was currently going through shock at his new form...

"Shouta, we have to... have to..." As Lucoa desperately tried to take control of the situation, even if that was what Shouta was supposed to do since she was the smart one, he turned towards the Demon that had been with him all this time, before trembling as he stared straight at those big swinging boobies that he had so much trouble trying to resist...

Something about looking down ever slightly at Lucoa was making Shouta's heart skip a few beats. It felt really nice. So nice that she stopped worrying about the fact she couldn't really think, and just pulled him into a nice and long and loving hug. Pressing him in between those nice melons of hers and forgetting everything about the terrible event they had just gone through.

Lucoa tried to struggle against the big breasted purple-haired Demon. But it didn't take long for her mammaries to completely overwhelm him, his mind melting into mush like it did whenever she really wanted to mess with him. Of course, he didn't realize that she had never really done this. He didn't even realize that he wasn't supposed to be a he. All of this felt like it had gone on for years at this point. That he had always been a good young man with an incredibly ditzy and devious Demon at his side.

Shouta didn't realize it either. That was the beauty of the spell that she had accidently unleashed. It made everything nice and smooth. But it also swapped the lives of the ones it affected. Which was why Shouta now looked like Lucoa, and Lucoa looked like Shouta. Their roles and everything had been swapped around, which meant that even though Shouta wasn't aware of her previous life... She now had the chance to get back at the Demon that had tormented her so much back when she was but a cute young man.

As she held the young man in her arms, she casually left this dank and damp laboratory behind and went straight into their shared bedroom, which she had redecorated the first chance she got. Lots of nice frills that brightened the place up, a nice big bed for the two of them, and a couple of dressers where she could store lots of cute outfits that let them match. She always did enjoy seeing the young man crossdress and try to look like her, even if it would embarrass him so much.

Lucoa only regained control of himself after he got pulled out of that bosom, and he quickly shook his head and tried to suppress the raging boner in his pants. Okay, so he couldn't go use the spell that they needed to undo... Well, whatever had happened. His mind was having trouble remembering why he was so worried, but something had definitely warranted it. He just had to try and remember what.

He didn't get too long to do so before Shouta had grabbed a matching set of clothes from the closet, a nice blouse that showed off the boy's chest and slender arms and a pair of shorts that were going to be incredibly tight on his bulge to the point where he might just need to wear them unbuttoned like the Demon that was trying to make him crossdress.

"W-Wait, Shouta, we-" Lucoa's mind suddenly snapped as he realized something. This was so wrong on several levels. Why was he the one getting dressed in that outfit when he was supposed to be wearing it normally? He wasn't... He wasn't really a boy, and he was looking at... looking at...

Even as his mind tried to pick up the pieces thanks to the stray outfit hanging in front of him, he didn't get the chance to try and put them all back together. Because Shouta knew how to keep him from struggling when she wanted to make him dress up like her. She put her hand around his bulge and gave it a good squeeze, while pressing her tits up against his face to make sure that he was overwhelmed by the stimuli.

The sound of his bulge being forced to squirt out its current wad of cum and his pants getting thoroughly soaked and stickied as a result was enough to make Lucoa lose control again, panting and drooling into those captivating melons. He didn't struggle as his pants or his shirt was tugged off his body, because his immodest and brief orgasm was too much for his mind to handle. So by the time that he snapped back to reality, he was already stark naked and he could do little to hide himself away since the Demon still had a nice grip on his private parts...

Shouta didn't need to say a thing. Lucoa already knew what would happen if he tried to stop her. She maintained a nice trip on that bulge all while slipping stockings onto his cute legs, letting them cling nice and tightly like they did on her legs. Then came the shorts, her grip coming off for but a moment as they did the rest of the work from that point onward, keeping him permanently compressed and in a rut as a result. Getting the blouse on was easy, because he didn't have any tits that would stress the fabric. And by the time that she backed away from his body, he could see that they were dressed in the exact same outfit. And even if he didn't have tits, they still looked like a pair of sisters thanks to how naturally feminine he was.

"You really are super cute, Lucoa!" Shouta giggled as she helped him onto his feet, weaving her fingers between hers. "Come on, let's go show off! Tohru's going to love how you look, and Kobayashi can help you look even cuter by gettng you into one of her spare maid outfits!"

Lucoa didn't like any of what he was hearing. But he couldn't fight back against Shouta at this point. The shorts pressuring his bulge was keeping him way too aroused. So much so that he was practically acting on auto pilot, letting out slight moan after slight moan as he walked right by her side as they took off towards Koyabashi's apartment.

Neither of the two realized how quickly they had fallen into each other's role. Neither realized that their dynamic had been completely turned on its head, and how much they were suited for that kind of role. Lucoa had gone from a dominant ditz to a cute trembling femboy, and Shouta had taken to the ditzy dominant lifestyle like a fish to water.

Would they realize that any of this was wrong when they finally saw their friends..? Or would their friends push them further into this swapped life? Only time would tell.