Carol stopped the car on the street in front of an apartment building on a fairly nice street in North Hollywood. Cautiously, she stepped out of the car. The address on her license said that she lived in apartment 2, so Carol made her way up to the door and pulled out the ring of keys she found in the purse.

After two tries, the door opened and she was inside.

Once inside, Carol flipped the light and saw a nicely decorated apartment. Nothing flashy, but all the furniture was clean and new. Carol found it odd that there were no personal touches in the room though. No pictures…it looked like a room that had been set up like a magazine shoot.

She made her way down the hall, where she found the first door open. She looked inside and saw a king sized bed made up with silk sheets. The room was done in black and white and also looked stark and frankly a bit cold.

“What the…” she said to herself as she found the next door locked. She fumbled with the keys again and finally found the key that worked.

“Whoa” she said stepping inside a very messy and cluttered room. “What the hell is all of this?” she asked as she took a few steps into the room.

In this room, there was a bed in the center of the room that had rumpled sheets and a comforter thrown on it. Along the wall, sat five mannequin heads each with a different wig sitting on each.

“Oh No…she wasn’t joking was she?” she said as she looked into the closet.

The closet was jam packed with clothes, expensive looking clothes that would all be considered provocative. Rows of heels sat on the ground, each looking more uncomfortable than the previous one.

Carol opened up a jewelry box on the dresser and looked in awe at the earrings and necklaces and bracelets that were held inside, but she also found a hidden pocket on the bottom.

Carol moved the bottom and saw a pile of driver’s licenses and credit cards in different names: Candy Simms, Angelica Harper, Sadie Morgan…

“What have I become?” she whimpered to herself.

There was a calendar book open on the dresser next to the box. She saw today’s date and the name ‘Randy…8 p.m.’ and the clock said 7:52. Panic began to set in.

Ashley came off the ramp and began digging around the car “Shit…of course this bitch wouldn’t have any cigarettes in the car…probably never smoked one in her life” She pulled into a convenience store and shut off the engine.

Sitting in the car, she rummages through her purse a bit more before she turned on Carol’s phone and hit the Facebook App. It logged in automatically and Ashley smiled since she had no idea what her password would be.

Flipping through, Ashley sighed “What a boring ass woman and life…” but at least she managed to find out her husband and kids names.

Ashley got out and stood up for the first time in nearly an hour after fighting her way through traffic. It felt good to stretch her new muscles out. She rose up on her tip toes and stretched her arms over her head. She went into the store and straight to the counter “Pack of Marlboro Lights and this lighter…”

The bored college aged kid behind the counter grabbed a pack from behind him before he looked at his customer “Yeah, that’ll be 8 bucks…Mrs. Seaver?”

Ashley looked up surprised “Um…yes”

“What are you doing buying a pack of cigs…” the kid asked.

“Um…none of your business” she responded a bit put off “Why do you care anyway?”

The kid looked very confused “It’s just I’ve lived next door to you for 10 years and never seen you smoke”

“Well today’s a new day you know” Ashley said handing over a ten. “What’s your name again?”

“Seriously?” he replied while he got her change.

“Pfft…don’t care anyway” Ashley said as she left and got back into her car.

Once back in the car, Ashley opened the pack and eagerly dug out a cigarette. She stuck it between her lips, lit it and took the deepest drag she could.

Ashley immediately erupted in a coughing fit. These lungs had never tasted smoke before and they responded with outright revolt. Ashley hacked and coughed for a full minute before she stopped but tears filled her eyes and she wanted to start conditioning this body to her purposes; so she inhaled again.

“Goody Two Shoes body…bet I’m still tight too” she said looking down at her skirt. She laughed “Nah…this body pushed out two ankle biters before I got it” as she took off down the road to her house.

She got to the address and saw a really nice Spanish style ranch house waiting for her “Easily a million dollar home…” she said as she pushed the garage door opener and drove inside.

Ashley stopped at the door “Fuck…key pad…what the hell would the code be?” she said staring at the panel. Ashley started to panic but she thought about one of the Facebook posts that she had seen. Acting on a whim, she typed in what would be her oldest kids’ birthday and the door beeped and a green light flashed “Idiots…” she mumbled as she went inside.

Ashley kicked off her shoes and strolled through the house taking in the sights. Family pictures and kids toys stood out to her “Fuck!” she yelled after stepping on a stray LEGO.
She limped to the master bedroom and took in the California King bed and started going through the closet. “Dowdy clothes…boring shoes…no toys…gonna have to start making some changes from now on…”

Ashley was changing her clothes into something more Carol-like when her phone began to go off. Seeing ‘Scott’ as the incoming call, she realized she would have to talk to her husband for the first time.

“Hello Honey” she said.

“What’s going on…why didn’t you pick up the kids yet?” Scott said.

“What are you talking about?” Ashley responded.

“What do you mean…you pick up the kids every night on your way home? I just got a call from Marilyn, she said you drove right past her house…the kids were playing the front yard and you just blew by ignoring them” Scott said with a bit of anger in his voice.

“Um…I’ll go get them” Ashley offered sheepishly.

“No…wouldn’t want to inconvenience you…I’m almost there anyway, I’ll get them” he said before hanging up.

Ashley looked at the phone in her hand.

Carol stood in the back bedroom just paralyzed but what she was just starting to comprehend.

As she stood there, she began to feel a distinct throbbing. She thought that her transformation was complete, but it wasn’t; one more body part still needed to change.

“Oh God” Carol whispered as she felt her skin begin to shift and slide. Her Vagina, vulva, labia and clitoris all hummed as she neared her complete transformation.

Carol felt weak and she grabbed on to the doorframe to support herself; she couldn’t stand up straight.

<Knock…tap, tap…Knock>

The Ashley part of her mind instinctively kicked in and she headed for the door, shivers running down her spine. She opened the door to meet Randy.

Randy was about 5’6”, bald and in his late 50’s by the look of his round face.

“Oh…going with a different hairstyle today I see” Randy said “But I like this…what do you call it…the naughty librarian look”

Carol looked down and assessed her clothes, they were probably the most conservative thing Ashley had ever worn not counting the stilettos. “Come in” she said shakily.

“Tuesdays are my favorite day” Randy said as he came in and took off his shoes and his jacket.

“I…UH…bet they are” Carol said, her body being racked by her changing body.

“I do have to say I like the short hair for a change, but next week…let’s go back to the long dark hair” Randy said with a wink.

Carol shrugged “Sorry…”

“Oh don’t be…” Randy said taking off his shirt and undoing his belt.

“We’re just going to...uh…do it?” Carol said nervously.

Andy raised his eyebrows “You only give me an hour”

“Yeah…right…” she pursed her lips as the humming and throbbing became unbearable. Carol had to satisfy her body; it was demanding it loud and clear what she had to do. Suddenly, she didn’t care who it was or how it was, she had an itch to scratch and only the man in front of her could reach it.

“Fine, right” Carol said and unbuttoned her shirt and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. She stepped out of it and kicked off her heels “Come here big boy” she said unconvincingly.

“I see you’re ready for me” Randy said as he looked at her panties.

Carol looked down and saw that she was wet; a small dark spot stood out on the front. She didn’t care and decided to use it to her advantage “We will talk about it when it comes time for the tip” she said as she pulled down her panties and unhooked her too small bra.

Randy headed for the formal bedroom a step behind Carol. She handed him a condom and slid up on the bed, legs spread, waiting for him “Come on…” she said through gritted teeth.

Strange thoughts ran through Carol’s mind as Randy went about his business. Her old life seemed to fade with each moment, her mind clouded and all she could think about was getting more experiences like this. She knew how much money this was bringing in for the previous owner of this body and Carol thought she could double it.

“If I can do that…I can retire in three years…get out of this town and do whatever I want for the rest of my life…” she thought as she mumbled “Oh yeah…do it to me you ox”

Randy was done in moments. He spent the rest of his hour giving Carol a foot massage. For this hour, she was paid her standard rate of $400 plus an extra $100 tip.

After seeing Randy to the door, Carol spun on her heel and went back to her real bedroom. She looked over her planner and starting working out what Ashley’s code was.

She charged different rates and if she was correct in her thinking, Carol would make nearly $15,000 this month alone.

Carol smirked as she headed to the shower. She had three hours before she was to meet Ben at The Beverly Hilton. She knew she had to wear the red wig and be called Angelica but it would be worth it.

There was a small note in the back of the planner that Carol thought might be worth exploring, it was the name Kamal followed by $$$. It struck something in her mind that Ashley knew but hadn’t acted on, but Carol thought it might be worth her time.

Ashley stood in the recently remodeled and upgraded kitchen and felt her heart jump a bit when she heard a car pull in “Showtime” she said to herself.

The door swung open and two kids ran inside, the girl was crying “Why didn’t you stop and pick us up Mommy?!” she sobbed.

“Uh…I…uh…just wasn’t thinking dear” Ashley said as the girl wrapped her arms around her thighs and buried her head against her waist.

Ashley rose up her arms, afraid to touch the child. Before she put a hand down and patted her on the back. “There, there…it’s okay” she said stiffly.

“Yeah Mom, you didn’t pick us up from the sitter’s house” the boy said.

“Don’t worry about it…you two run along” she said prying the crying girl off her legs. “Scott, honey how was your…”

“So you’re parking on the left side of the garage now” Scott said as he came in through the door. “I nearly plowed into the back of the car…I had to back up to put my car on your side of the garage”

“I…uh…I’m sorry” Ashley said.

“And what are you thinking not picking the kids up?” Scott said with a confused look on his face.

“I just spaced out I guess” Ashley said blushing and playing with her long brown hair. She made a pouty face and bit down on her bottom lip trying to flirt “I can make you feel better later you know” she said dipping her eyes.

Scott smiled despite his anger and confusion “What are we doing for dinner?” he asked.
“I don’t know…I just got home myself” she answered.

“How was your doctor’s appointment?” Scott asked taking a water from the fridge “Is Kaitlyn still crying?”

“Um, yeah I think I still hear her” Ashley answered.

“Aren’t you going to go comfort your daughter?” he asked.

“She’ll be fine” Ashley said but upon seeing the look on Scott’s face said “Okay…fine” and she stomped down the hall.

“Look I’m sorry I didn’t pick you up” Ashley said standing in the doorway of her daughter’s room as Kaitlyn sat on the bed crying.

“What?” she asked when she didn’t stop crying “Uh…come to dinner when you’re done crying” she added as she left the room.

Ashley came back into the kitchen and dug out a cigarette from her purse. She lit it up and exhaled a long plume of smoke into the air.

“Jesus Christ! What are you doing?” Scott said getting up. He yanked the cigarette out of his wife’s hands.

“Hey, I need that” Ashley said.

“What’s going on with you tonight; what aren’t you telling me?” Scott
said. “Smoking?!...In our house?!”

“What’s your hang up?” Ashley said and flashed Carol’s innocent smile and batted her eyes.
“That cannot be what the doctor recommended for you today”

“No, my appointment was fine…nothing life changing…he did say that I needed more of you in my life” Ashley said leaning forward and kissing Scott. He tongue flittered and flicked and she gently bit down on his bottom lip while her hand reached for him.

She giggled and squirmed for him, crouching down a bit and looking innocently up into his eyes. “After the kids are in bed tonight…I want to rock your entire world”

Scott was thoroughly confused at his wife’s behavior; he shook his head and looked at her as she smiled up at him.

Carol found herself looking forward to her next rendezvous. She showered and pinned her hair up before she did her makeup. It was more makeup than she had ever worn before, but it felt right on her now.

She put on a low cut black cocktail dress and silver heels before she put on jewelry and the red wig. She noticed how her blue eyes stood out with the different colored hair before she strode down to her car and drove to the Hilton.

There was a room number in the planner so Carol went straight to the elevators without a second look around.

Carol felt a now familiar humming and throbbing, pining for the action she knew was coming. The life she had been leading just hours earlier slipped even further back in her mind. She didn’t want to think about it, didn’t want to remember it: She only wanted to live in the moment.

She entered the hotel room but then had to go through two unoccupied rooms until she finally reached where she was to go.

Ben opened the door and backed away quickly into the suite “Angelica” he said in a soft voice.

“I’m here” she replied.

“Come in…come this way” he motioned for her to follow him.

Carol did follow, allowing her silver heels to carry her across the room. He offered her champagne which she politely declined for the moment. She undid the top of her zipper but did not take it down; she knew that he liked that honor.

“It’s good to see you again Miss Harper…you really are my little angel” Ben said.

Carol knew that Ben wanted her to keep her shoes on the whole time, but she turned and lifted up her long red hair and let him slowly work down the zipper on her dress.

Carol also now knew that Ben was not his real name, but she wasn’t allowed to address him by his real name anyway. Ben knew that if his dalliances with prostitutes got out, he would lose his seat in the U.S. House of Representatives.

She let him kiss her back and neck and shoulders and she got down on her knees for him.
She knew he liked it loud and she was glad she had spent extra time reinforcing the wig as she gave him the performance that he had asked and paid for and what she now wanted and desired.

She had two hours scheduled but most of that time was spent sipping champagne together in the Jacuzzi tub in the room.

At the end, as she was getting dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt so as to not garner attention on her way out. He mentioned the name Kamal to her.

“I do hope that you give my friend Kamal a call. I will personally vouch for him and I know it is important to him to have a companion while he is in town on business”

Carol remembered the name in the planner “Yes, I think I will call him” she replied before she left.

Ashley could cook but had no idea of what her new family liked or wanted. She searched the pantry and fridge and decided that basic spaghetti should keep her out of trouble.

She made it up and called everybody in for dinner and saw the confusion on their faces “What now?” she asked.

“We had spaghetti last night for dinner Mom” her son Hayden told her. “Two nights in a row”
“Just eat okay…It’s been a long day” Ashley snapped.

No one said much during dinner or afterwards, everyone just kept their distances. Scott got the kids ready for bed while eyeing his wife the whole time.

Ashley just watched; she would just chalk up today as a learning experience and forge ahead tomorrow with the kids.

As Scott got them to bed, Ashley finally figured out what Scott did for a living by checking around the room in the house that was his office. Scott was the top legal aide and advisor to Congressman John Lucas.

She also had to search for what she did as well. She remembered Carol mentioning office work and she realized that she worked in a call center in Huntington Park.

Ashley had left the office a few minutes before Scott went in to finish off some work. While he was in there, she got ready to make him forget all about what he expected from his wife.

She couldn’t even find anything overtly sexy in Carol’s wardrobe so she decided to improvise. She did find a pair of black lace panties and she put them on. She then took one of her husband’s white dress shirts and put that on and left the front unbuttoned “Classic” she said to the mirror as she fluffed out her brown hair.

Ashley walked quietly down the hall and stood in the doorway of the office. She put on her most innocent and seductive look; pouting her lips and casting her eyes downward.

She put out her hip and crossed her right foot over her left and put her hand up against the frame to make sure her shirt would be open just enough. “I’m sorry for today honey…I don’t know what came over me”

Scott looked up a bit surprised “Carol” he said.

“You know I love you and I just don’t know what I was thinking tonight…can you ever forgive me?”

Scott smiled wearily and shook his head “Is this how you’re going to apologize?”

“Mm-hmm” Ashley cooed and took a small step forward. She stood facing him as she turned her right foot innocently inward, brought her knees together and bit her bottom lip as she tilted her head to the right, allowing her hair to fall off her shoulder.

Before Scott could get out of his seat, she wiggled her index finger at him and began to saunter toward him. Ashley climbed up onto his lap and draped her arms over his neck. She leaned in and kissed him in a way that he had never experienced before.

He was smiling as Ashley drew back and looked at him. “Aww...you work so hard, why don’t you let me relieve some of that stress from you” she said as her hand went into the top of his pants.

Scott allowed her to do what she wanted for the time being. She undid his pants and took his penis in her hands before she bent down to it.

“You haven’t done this in years Carol” Scott said a bit shocked as her mouth wrapped around the head.

Within seconds, Scott was incapable of protesting. He leaned his head back as his wife got on her knees and gave him the absolute best blow job he had ever received.

Just as he was about to orgasm, she grabbed the base of his shaft and held him off. When Ashley could tell that the moment had passed, she started up again. When Scott finally went, he felt the greatest relief of his life.

After the panting and sweating had stopped he smiled and said “Where did you learn to do that and why have you been hiding it from me for all these years?”

“Oh, you’ll find that I’m full of surprises and tricks…” she said as her hands massaged his thighs and ass.

She got up and walked away smiling to give him a bit of a rest, but by the time he crawled in bed behind her, she was ready for him again.

Night after night, Ashley showed Scott something different and while Scott certainly enjoyed his evenings, there was something eating away at him deep down. His wife was simply not acting like the woman he had known for over a decade. All of a sudden, she had become sexually experimental.

Two months later…


The sun blazed down on the deck of the 54’ yacht as it sat gently rocking several miles off the Southern California coast. Carol adjusted her sunglasses and her bikini top as she lounged sipping a bottle of water.

She enjoyed it when she met Kamal for the first time and he had asked her what her name was. She had told him Carol; an inside joke that only she appreciated. But she rarely thought of herself as Carol anymore.

She ran her right foot up and down her bare left leg as Kamal neared.

He smiled as he sat in the lounge chair next to her. “We only have a few more hours before we need to get back to shore and get ready for tonight”

“I know” she said with a smile. “I’ll wear that gold dress for you at your reception tonight…I know it’s your favorite”

“I will miss you once tonight is over but I thank you for your splendid service to me these last 2 months”

“You are keeping your part of the deal, that’s all I ask of you” Carol said dipping her sunglasses.

Kamal smiled “The money will be deposited directly into your account at midnight…there is no need to worry”

Carol smiled and put her glasses back up on her nose. “What part of this swap did Ashley actually win” she thought.


Scott Seaver sat in his favorite chair; a single lamp across the way was the only light on in the room. He slowly swirled the remaining ice cubes around in his glass that had long been drained of the Jack Daniels he had in it.

The house was quiet at this hour; his kids were asleep as was his wife. His thoughts kept trailing back to his wife. She had been acting strange for the last two months and he just couldn’t put his finger on what had happened.

“It all started that night” he thought. “Ever since that night she forgot to pick up the kids and started smoking, she has been like a totally different person…”

He put one of the ice cubes in his mouth and crunched it, enjoying the feeling between his teeth. “…she ignores the kids…half the time she ignores me and the other half, she’s wanting me to every freaky ass thing she can think of to her…”

Scott stood up and checked his phone, it was 11:02.

He put on his shoes and walked to his car. He had told his wife before she went to bed that he would have to go back to his office to sign some paperwork to get to Tokyo and how urgent it was that he would have to be in his office at exactly midnight.

Scott sighed as he got behind the wheel and headed out.

He didn’t head to his office; he headed to an apartment in North Hollywood. He had gotten the name and address and recommendation from a client of his and while he was ashamed at what he was about to do, he felt he no longer knew or understood his wife.

Maybe this Ashley would understand him…