I rushed out of work that Friday, determined to beat my husband home. I had to get there first to get everything ready.  We usually got home pretty close to each other anyway but I needed a few extra minutes tonight. I let out a big sigh of relief when I pulled into the driveway and saw I was indeed the first one home.

I hustled out of my car and into the house. I kicked off my shoes by the back door and slid into the kitchen in my socks. I grabbed two wine glasses and the bottle of wine that we had bought just for this weekend. We had both been working a lot and Jeff had been travelling for his job and we were going to spend the whole weekend together with no distractions. I smiled as I headed down the hallway and into our bedroom.

Once inside, I quickly got out of my work clothes. I grabbed a pair of his boxers and put them on. Next, I took one of his white oxford shirts of the hanger in his closet and put that on, leaving it unbuttoned. It was a look that I knew he loved and couldn’t resist. I fluffed out my hair to make sure it cascaded over my shoulders to entice him more.

I opened the bottle of wine and poured us each a glass; then I opened my jewelry box. I slid open the hidden compartment on the bottom and took out the vial that I had gotten for this weekend. As I poured half of it into his glass and the other half into mine, I said to myself “I hope this works…”

As a final act, I laid out a black lace teddy that I had gotten as a bachelorette gift years earlier on the bottom of the bed. I smiled at first but as anticipation for the weekend quickly built in me, I did a quick bounce up and down. My eyes widened and my heart rate quickened as I heard his car pull into the drive.

Mentally I traced his path in my mind. I heard the car door close and the garage door go down. I heard the back door open and shut and I heard him walk across the kitchen floor while taking off his jacket before I heard him call out “Honey?”

“I’m already waiting for you” I called back to him and in my mind I could see him smile as I heard him come down the hall.

I was smiling broadly as he stepped into the doorway to our bedroom. I saw his eyes open as he smiled and said “Whoa”

I was lounging on the bed, waiting for him. His white shirt lay open, exposing my right breast and I ran a single finger slowly from my knee up my thigh. “Are you ready to have your mind blown this weekend?” I asked him.

“Among other things…” he replied coyly and began to unbutton his shirt and walk into our room. “I haven’t seen this in quite a while…” he said as he ran a finger over the black teddy.

“Just a little something for you…for later” I replied as I stood up.

I rose up on my tip toes and planted a full passionate kiss on his lips as I slid his shirt down off his shoulders and down his arms. I playfully bit my bottom lip and looked up at him as I undid his belt buckle and dropped his pants off of him.

As he took of his pants and socks, I handed him a glass of wine. “A toast: to an unforgettable weekend like no other before”

We clinked our glasses together and he replied “I’ll drink to that” and we both proceeded to do so.

I glanced at the clock and noted the time while thinking to myself “48 hours”

I smiled as I felt a tingle run up my spine and I saw my husband shiver. “What is the alcohol content of this wine? I feel dizzy all of a sudden”

I just smiled and demurely dropped my head as I took his glass from his hand. “Honey” I said.

He looked down at me and said “What?”

“I really meant it when I said that this weekend would be like no other”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, looking confused.

“Well; it means that we’re about to switch bodies with each other for the weekend” I said in a matter of fact way.

“What?!” he replied.

“Yes” I replied. “I bought a potion that will switch our bodies for the next 48 hours. I’ll be you and you’ll be me for the weekend”

“But…but that’s impossible” he stammered.

“No it isn’t…not anymore. I thought that it would make us closer; to experience it from the other’s perspective”

“But I…” he began.

“Sshh…just enjoy it. You know how I always say to you I’m envious because of what you get to see when we have sex. Well this weekend, I want to see it for myself and I want you to feel what I feel” I replied.

He smiled at that moment and I knew that it would be okay “This is going to be awesome” I said in anticipation.

I felt a slight tugging sensation in my legs and I looked down “I think I’m starting to grow!” I said. I could see the legs of the boxer shorts beginning to rise up my bare thighs. I flipped my hands back and forth and I could tell that the sleeves of the shirt were beginning to slide back. My fingers were now showing beneath the bottoms of the sleeves.

I looked up at my husband and realized that he didn’t look as tall as he usually did to me. He looked a little bit afraid as he began to shrink smaller and smaller. “What’s happening to me?” he asked, still a bit confused.

“You’re shrinking down to my size honey…just let it happen” I reassured him as I gained another few inches on him.

“Okay” he replied “It just feels really weird is all. I’ve got this weird feeling in my stomach”

I smiled as I closed in on him. He had started this 14 inches taller than me but now, he was only about 2 inches taller. I leaned forward and kissed him, thinking that his lips felt different; softer than before. As I held his mouth to mine, I began to smile and I broke off the kiss as I realized that I was leaning down to continue kissing him.

I laughed “How’s it feel to be the shorter one now?” I asked him.

He stammered for a moment and looked up at me. Then a somewhat guilty look crossed his face and he admitted “It feels awesome”

“I knew you’d like it” I replied joyously.

“I’ve actually wanted this to happen for quite some time now” He admitted as he continued to get smaller and get further away from me. “It’s always been a fantasy of mine to switch places with you”

I was shocked to hear his confession. I stopped growing at 6’3” and he stopped at 5’1”.

As I looked down at his small frame, I thought how silly he looked as just a shorter version of himself “Well then…this is going to be a great weekend since we’re both getting something that we’ve always wanted”

“So you’ve fantasized about being me?” he asked incredulously.

I simply nodded and he laughed. “I can’t believe I’m going to have your body” he added as he glanced over at the lingerie on the bed. “So you really meant it was something for me for later” he said as he pointed his thumb at the garment.

I raised my shoulders in a guilty admission. “I can’t wait to have you put it on…and take it off again”

I brought my right foot down on top of his and dwarfed his in size. “My foot’s so big” I said “Oh my God Jeff…it’s starting to change into yours”

I noticed that the shapes of my nails were changing along with the shape of my toes. My foot broadened and I lifted it off of his and saw that his foot had changed into mine while it was covered up.

He had a look of shock on his face as he watched his left foot transform into mine and by the time I looked back at my own body, I had both of my husbands’ feet as well as a dramatic increase in leg hair sprouting out.

My legs were reshaping themselves into his. They became much more angular and muscular. They lost their roundness; their feminine qualities disappeared as fat redistributed itself and became muscle. The boxer shorts were fitting better as my hips narrowed and my ass slimmed down and changed into Jeff’s.

I was so engrossed in my body changing that by the time I looked across at my husband, I found him gripping his smooth and round thighs.

“I can’t believe I have your legs…this is so amazing” he said as he looked up. “I just watched my legs change into yours” he slapped the front of his legs again and squeezed them. Then he straightened up, his eyes grew wide and he began to chuckle.

“Oh” he said somewhat provocatively and his hands slowly moved to his rear. He gave his new fuller cheeks a hearty squeeze as the flesh grew outward and he gained my ass. His hands rode outward and rested on his hips as they too now flared out.

He looked up and raised his eyebrows “Time to really change” he said.

I gave him a sly smile in return and let out a low “Hmmm…I wonder…” as I felt a tingle in my lower abdomen. I pulled the waistband of my shorts away from my skin and was greeted by a sight unlike any other.

I rocked back on my heels and then leaned forward as I watched my husband’s penis and testicles appear on my body. My left hand pulled the elastic as far as it could as the fully erect penis grew out further and further. I couldn’t resist any longer and my right hand shot down to it and gripped it and gave it a full squeeze and a quick tug.

I felt a definite reaction run through me in response to my touching my new member. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. My penis twitched involuntarily and I could feel a distinct pressure building in me.

“I’ve…uh…I’m…” I began as I still stared down at it. “Wow” was all I said with a smile.

I looked over and saw that Jeff was enjoying his change too. “I’ve got a vagina” he said in a bit of a sing song tone and he soon realized that I was watching him. He looked a bit embarrassed but he just smiled and laughed anew. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to have sex as a woman” he said as his eyes traced over to me.

I followed his glance and realized that he was staring at the tent that my shorts had formed. “Your penis…my vagina” he said shaking his head.

“I can’t wait” I said breathlessly.

I ran my finger over a newfound patch of hair that sprouted around my navel as my stomach came out along with my waist. I swiped the shirt away from my exposed flesh and grabbed my breasts before they began to disappear.

I felt their weight and gave them a slight heaving bounce up and down. I was already looking forward to playing with them in a different way the rest of the weekend. Part of my mind must have already changed as I felt them begin to pull upward and inward. They moved under my hands of their own accord; shrinking back and diminishing in size. I ran my hands backwards with them as they went but my eyes became trained at my husband’s small and smooth chest.

I saw his mouth drop open and his hands rise up as he must have felt a tingle of what was about to occur. He never looked up to see me watching him as he inherited my breasts. I saw his nipples thicken and stand out erect. His areolas grew darker in color as they grew wider in size. Soon small mounds became apparent as flesh began to form and grow. I was incredibly turned on; watching him turn into a woman. And even though that woman was me, I was now thinking of myself as Jeff so being turned on by my body was a natural reaction.

I watched as his hands grasped and squeezed his full and perky breasts. I had also liked them on me; but seeing them on him made my penis even harder. I couldn’t wait to touch them and fondle them and drive him wild with them.

My husband finally looked up at my and blushed.

“Don’t be embarrassed….I am so turned on right now you have no idea” I admitted.

“Good; because I thought it was just me” he said. He had dipped down as he fondled his new breasts making him even shorter and smaller. I felt a new sensation of wanting to protect him and keep him safe and comfortable. This coincided with my arms and shoulders growing and changing into his and finally I balled my hands into fists as my fingers changed.

I felt a tickle in my throat and my hand ran over my new protruding Adam’s apple and finally I had Jeff’s deep masculine voice.  The next tickling sensation was along my neck and ears as my hair retreated becoming short and changing color into my husband’s.

I knew I couldn’t see my own face change into his but I could watch his turn into mine.

His hair was growing long and curly and came down over his shoulders as I saw his chin come in and become much more pointed. His chin and cheeks turned smooth as those cheeks became more defined and dimpled slightly. His lips puffed up and his nose shrank, taking his eyes along with them. I watched them turn from green to brown as they became my old eyes. His eyebrows trimmed and his ears pulled in and I realized that I was staring at, well, me. We had fully changed; I was now 100% my husband physically and he was now me.
I saw that he had been watching my face change into his and he smiled my wide and toothy smile when I said in his deep voice “Hello Brooke”

She cocked her head and replied “Hi Jeff…how’s my handsome husband tonight?”

I laughed his laugh…it felt good coming out of me as I said “I’m looking forward to a romantic weekend alone with my wife”

She took a step toward me and she placed her palm flat against my chest. “This is so unbelievable” she whispered.

The sight of looking straight down into her eyes was odd for me. I had always been so short, that seeing her come up to my shoulder was certainly disconcerting. I hesitantly raised my hands; gently I placed them on top of her head, surprised at the softness of her hair. I began to gently and slowly run my fingers through it until I reached the bottom and rested my large hands on her narrow shoulders. She shuttered slightly beneath my touch.

I looked down and found her smiling back up at me with a definite look in her eyes. She began to rise up and I realized that she was standing on her tip toes as her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. I leaned forward and kissed her on her full, plump lips.
It was a bit tentative to start but quickly became more forceful and passionate. I felt the flick of her tongue against mine and my breathing increased as my hands went to her slender waist. We broke apart and she whispered “Oh my God”

I smiled and replied lowly “I know, that was awesome…it’s like my first kiss allover”

“That felt different than every other kiss I’ve ever had” she said as she took me by my upper arms and squeezed. With a smile, her hands now dipped down and grabbed my ass. She laughed as she squeezed and put her forehead against my chest.

I took her and began to move her towards the bed, gently easing her down. She quickly scooted backwards and removed her boxers, tossing them aside. I took my shirt down off my shoulders and my boxers down to my ankles as I climbed onto the bed, kicking them off as I moved toward her open arms and legs.

“Take me now” she whispered into my ear as she gave it a slight nibble “Please let me know how it feels”


“Oh my God…I am so sweaty” she said with a giggle. I was still on top of her, somewhat afraid to move. I smiled and leaned forward until our foreheads met.

“That was the most intense feeling I have ever had” I said, my arms beginning to shake.
“Oh my God…tell me about it. I had no idea it felt that good. I had no idea it felt like that” she said as she wiped the sweat from beneath her breasts.

I began to shift my body backwards and she grabbed a pair of the discarded boxers and hastily placed them beneath her. I grabbed the other pair as she shuffled off the bed and into the bathroom. I was still catching my breath when I heard her say “That’s just weird”

I laughed to myself before I added in. “Yeah…it’ll be weird for me to stand up too”

I glanced toward the door and was truly taken aback by the sight of her naked in the doorway. Was I really seeing me how Jeff saw me? I shook my head and she asked “What?” as she climbed into bed next to me. I felt her soft foot touch my shin and begin to move up and down.

“Nothing” I replied. “It just took me a second seeing you standing there. It’s just odd to see yourself from the outside you know”

“I do know”

“You see yourself from your own perspective and the only time you see yourself is in a mirror so to see yourself from another person; mind blowing really” I finished.

“Yeah” she said “Can I ask where you got this potion and how did you know it was going to work and that I would go along with it?” She raised herself up on her elbow.

“Well” I smiled and sighed. “I didn’t know it would work really and I didn’t know if you would go along with it but once it started, I figured it was too late to stop”

Her mouth opened in shock and she playfully pushed my shoulder.

“I found out about the potion from Lucy” I said, naming my best friend. “She claimed she heard it would work and we got to talking, but she hadn’t tried it. I looked it up online and thought what the heck, so I bought it”

I looked at her and could tell that she still had a million questions but she just shook her head and eased back down onto her side. “This feels weird” she began “My boob is getting squished” as she adjusted herself to get comfortable. I ran my fingers through her hair and rested one hand on her side when she said “48 hours, huh”

“Yeah” I replied.

“Plenty of time…” she said as her hand reached for me again.


That night was possibly the most exciting, invigorating and exhausting night of my life…


I turned over and looked at the clock reading 6:24 A.M. and I heard my wife gently snoring a few inches away from me. I was momentarily confused before I remembered what had happened and I staggered to the bathroom where I confirmed my suspicion that peeing while standing up was cool.

I crawled in behind her and spooned with the small figure in my arms. It felt good and comfortable holding her tight. I was amazed at just how small she was to me. I hadn’t felt that small on the other side but I was. I felt so big compared to her that it was a bit overwhelming.

I was sleeping soundly when she woke me wanting more…


We finally ventured out of the bedroom for some much need food around 10. I had to laugh at her not being able to reach the bowls on the second shelf without boosting herself up. She turned to me beet red as I stood up and touched the ceiling without having to lift up “Miss it?” I asked her.

She jutted her hip out towards me and tilted her head “No…honestly” she replied putting her hand on her hip. She padded barefoot to the table and sat. She adjusted herself in the seat “Feels different” she muttered under her breath.

“Lots of things feel different” I admitted “Does this thing always stick to your leg?” I asked and she just laughed in response.

“I can’t believe I’m so full already” she said looking down at her bowl. She went to the fridge and got out a Diet Coke.

“Drinking like me now too I see” teasing her about her selection.

“Oh; I didn’t even realize…” she said as she popped the top. She merely shrugged and took a long sip about her choice of passing up Dr. Pepper for my supply of Diet Coke. I would have said more, but the Dr. Pepper all of a sudden sounded good to me and I found myself craving one.

“Bring me a Dr. Pepper would you?” I asked sheepishly.

She smiled knowingly and smugly as she brought the can to the table for me. “Nice choice Jeff” was all she said.

As I remained at the table, she smiled and got up and walked down the hall. I had to admit that I liked watching her walk away.

I was looking out the window a few minutes later when I heard a distinctive clacking sound coming down the hall. I nearly spit out my drink when my wife came into view wearing a white blouse, black skirt and black heels.

She twirled around and asked seductively “How do I look?”

My body betrayed any sense of cool I could have tried to put on. I stuttered a bit as she walked towards me and placed her hand on my erection “That’s what I thought” she said and turned and left the room.

“I’m going to shower” I heard her call down the hall to me.

“Save me some hot water” was what I yelled back but I found myself getting up and heading back down the hall.

I sat on the edge of the bed, listening to her sing softly to herself in the shower and I admitted that I was truly in love with her.

When she came out and found me lounging on the bed, she slapped me lightly on the chest “Were you in here the whole time?” she asked as she dried off her hair.

“Yeah…you should sing more often”

She just shook her head and turned toward the mirror. “I shaved my legs for you” she said as she brushed her hair.

“Thanks…something I won’t have to do for a few days then” I replied as she began to brush her teeth.

“That even tastes different” she said as she came into the room. She sat down on the bed and brought her tiny feet up onto the bed. She raised her knees and rested her chin on them and said “I don’t know if it’s just the novelty of the situation; but I’m really enjoying being you” she said.

I just smiled and got up to go shower myself. It took a bit of getting used to as I saw that the shower head was so much lower on me now. To rinse my hair, I basically had to stick it up against the shower head while leaning down slightly.

When I got out, I found her dressed in a pair of jeans, black top and black flats and she said “Get dressed, let’s go out for a while”

I got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers and we headed out. In another subconscious move, I headed for Jeff’s car and got behind the wheel as she slid into the passenger seat and said “Make yourself comfortable I guess”

“Well the mirrors and seat fit me…no way your…I mean my car would. I’d have to adjust everything and then I’d just have to move them back”

She simply smiled at my lame explanation.

It felt different walking through stores in Jeff’s body as we ran some errands especially with her by my side. Everything looked different from a different point of view and having to hear her repeatedly tell me to slow down because she couldn’t keep up with her short legs made me smile every time. “Shoes on the other foot now isn’t it…shorty” I told her.

“I have to admit that I kind of like being short” she said to me halfway through Target. “I mean it sucks that I can’t see what’s on the top shelf, but yet…it feels good for some reason. I just like it”

“Will you miss it?” I asked her in all honesty.

She looked at me and with that familiar tilt of her head, she admitted “Yes”

We walked a little further before she said “I wish we could make it last a little bit longer” I smiled as she continued “It doesn’t feel like 48 hours is long enough; I want to do more and try more things as you”

I just nodded and kept on walking. I didn’t say anything but I was feeling the same way.

We went back to the house and decided to change into fancier clothes and go out for a nice dinner that Saturday night.

I found myself shaking my head again at the fact that I knew how to tie a tie, which was something I had never done before as Brooke.

It didn’t take me long to get ready, so I settled in and watched her get dressed, slightly fascinated. Watching her do her make-up I became convinced that it is impossible to close your mouth when applying mascara.

I enjoyed watching her slip into her dress and adjust her breasts and slip her small feet delicately into high heels and fluff out her hair and my heart actually ached for her effortless beauty. It seemed like she just pulled it off easier than I ever had.

We talked lightly and easily all through dinner and the one time I peeked under the table, I saw that she had her shoes off. But before we knew it we were on our way back home for another night we wouldn’t forget.

We were barely inside the door before I spun her around and kissed her passionately. She responded in kind by yanking my jacket off and starting to unbutton my shirt. I lifted her dress off as I sensed that she stepped out of her shoes. She tore off down the hall in just her bra and panties, laughing all the way with me in close pursuit.

When I made it into the room, she had an innocent look on her face as she unhooked her bra and beckoned me with the slightest curl of her finger. I couldn’t move fast enough to get to her.


I woke up on my right side and felt that her right leg was draped up on my leg. I reached down and took a hold of the bottom of her foot and felt her cuddle in closer to my back. I knew what I had to do.

As she lay there gently sleeping, I got up and went to her…or my…jewelry box. I slid open the hidden compartment in the bottom once again and took out the second vial. I smiled at the thought and I smiled at her.

I laid the vial on the nightstand and kissed her as I climbed back into bed. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled as she focused on me. The serious look on my face must have been evident. “What’s wrong?” she asked in her innocent voice.

“I don’t want to change back” I said.

She smiled and brought her hand up to my cheek. She stroked it gently and said “I know, but you said it was only for 48 hours” she leaned over and looked at the clock. “We still have like 8 hours left to make the most of it” she added with a smile.

I sighed “What if…”

She tilted her head.

“Do you like being me…being Brooke?” I asked her.

Without hesitation she answered “Yes I do…definitely”

“Why?”

She smiled “How do I put this…I like how you feel. You’re so soft and…and…” she tilted her head “…and I like it when you hold me in your arms”

Now it was my turn to smile.

She continued “I feel more loved as you; I know that sounds weird, but I feel strength and confidence coming off of you and the sense that I’m safe and protected when I’m with you. I don’t think that it’s just the novelty of our situation either. Just the fact that we’ve only been the other for 36 hours now, but there are other things about being you that I like too”

I nodded to her “go on”

She smirked “Well to be frank: I have never enjoyed sex more than I have the last two nights”

“Me either” I interjected.

“Really?” she said.

“Yeah really: I don’t think it’s novelty either but I enjoy sex as a man more than a woman. I had always heard that one of the dirty little secrets is that women have it better during sex, but I disagree. After trying it from the male side; I like it better”

“Well, that’s one point that we’ll have to disagree on because I like it better as a woman” she replied.

“So what else?” I asked.

“I like being short”

My eyebrows shot up “That can’t be true” I said “I hated being short; absolutely hated it. I would have given anything to be like at least 5’9” as a woman”

“So you like being 6’3”…” she said.

“Without a doubt; I love being tall in your body; it would never get old. Didn’t you like being tall?” I asked her.

“Yeah I did in my own body, but I guess it has something to do with feeling safe in your body. Being short is part of that. I feel compact and, well, I always felt a bit intimidating at 6’3” so this is such a nice change of pace”

She had more to say though “I like how your clothes feel on your body and how you can do so many things with just a look. It was so empowering for me to see the look in your eyes when I walked into the kitchen yesterday morning in heels and a skirt. You don’t get that as a guy”

I laughed and said “So you like being me and I like being you…are you sad to have to change back later today?”

“Yes” was all she said in a low tone.

“What if there was a second potion?” I said and she looked intrigued. Her eyes opened wide but a cautious look took hold of her face. “But there is a catch…”

“What would that be?” she asked nervously.

“The second one is permanent” I said. “If we drink the second vial; we can never change back”

“Oh” she said and she lay on her back. I could tell that a million thoughts were racing through her mind.

I was trying to think of the right words to say when she said “I don’t want to change back. I don’t want to change back at all…I want to stay as you” and she closed her eyes tightly.

All I could do was lean over and kiss her and whisper “Thank You”

She smiled “I love being you…I love it as Brooke and I couldn’t stand the thought of changing back later today”

“Me either…I want to stay a guy…”

“Well what are we waiting for” she said as she sat up.

I smiled and snatched the vial off the stand and headed down the hall.

She followed closely behind me and into the kitchen. I pulled out two glasses from the cupboard and filled them halfway with water. I poured half the vial into the first glass and the other half into the second. She walked over and picked up one of the glasses and raised it toward me. We brought them together in a toast and drank them down.

I felt a distinct burning sensation in my gut. It quickly spread and I was burning up. I looked over to see my wife fanning herself and beginning to sweat. She looked at me out of the tops of her eyes as she labored for breath.

Then with a simple swallow; the feeling passed. I felt cooler instantly. I looked at Brooke and saw her smiling broadly as she ran her hands over her bare stomach.

She was looking down at her body and she said “It’s mine now” and she looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and she threw herself into an embrace around me as she began to laugh and cry at the same time. “I can’t believe I’m you now forever”

“Enjoy it Brooke…I know I will” I replied.