“Taylor! I need you to do me a favor” Justin Kline called out to his assistant.

“Yes Mr. Kline” Taylor Underwood answered turning in her chair to face her boss’ office.

“I need your help in making some Valentine’s Day plans for me and my wife” Justin said. “Can you call around and see where you can get reservations that night and set up a delivery of flowers to her work”

“Of course” Taylor replied with a smile. She had been working for Justin for just over a year now and had made similar arrangements for him before. She sighed as she picked up the phone and began to dial up their favorite places to eat.

“I have a meeting at Chase at 2; I should be back by 4. There should be an email coming through to you with the Adams paperwork, if you could have that printed out and ready for me to sign when I get back, I’d appreciate it” Justin said as he put on his suit coat and adjusted his tie.

“Of course Mr. Kline” Taylor replied with her ever present smile.

“Thanks again for helping me out with the wife” Justin said as he headed for the elevator.

Taylor didn’t have a chance to respond as he was out of range by that time “Wish he was taking me out on Valentine’s day” she thought wistfully as she booked a table for two at DeValle’s.

Taylor was just 23 and getting her start in the financial world. Justin Kline was one of the most respected, and richest, men in her particular corner of the world and she considered herself lucky to be working as one of his assistants.

Tall and thin at 5’9” with long blonde hair and narrow blue eyes, Taylor tugged on the bottom of her tan skirt as she adjusted in her seat. Her pale blue button down shirt and tan flats completed her outfit for the day as she watched Justin’s Maserati pull out of the parking lot and head for the city 30 minutes away.

She sighed again after ordering 3 dozen roses to be delivered to Justin’s wife Janet on Valentines’ day. “To live that kind of life…” she thought wistfully.

Everyone in the office teased Taylor for her crush on her boss; it was obvious to anyone who saw her eagerness to help him out at every turn and simply the way she looked at him.

Taylor never let it bother her outwardly but inside, yes, she would admit to having a huge crush on her boss “If only I could live with him…be with him…but, there’s no way that could ever happen” she thought to herself. “He obviously loves his wife”

Taylor went into Justin’s office to drop off a folder for tomorrow’s workload. She paused as she looked at the pictures lined up behind his desk. Justin and Janet together in the Caribbean; Them with their 2 kids at their daughter Julia’s college graduation last June and one of the family at their son Jason’s high school graduation 2 years ago.

“You’re like a year older than his daughter; he doesn’t think about you like that” she told herself. “If only I was older…if I could have met him before he met Janet…be Janet’s age…heck; might as well just have to be Janet…I don’t think I’m even his type”

Taylor looked at her competition: Janet Kline was 49 years old with thick curly brown hair and brown eyes. The few lines and wrinkles worked well with her Italian heritage and the few lines of grey in her hair only gave her more gravitas in her work. She was an accomplished advocate for public education and had worked for years in various roles for education all the way up to her current position as an advisor to the Governor.

“If I could just be her for one day…” Taylor thought as she exited the office and went back to her small desk outside of it.

With little to do and no one around, Taylor took a little break and checked out a few websites. Goofing around she typed in ‘Switching bodies with another woman’ and while numerous story sites came up first, after mindlessly scrolling a few pages she came across something different.

Clicking on it, it was a spell that could transform one person into another if they were wearing everything that the original person had on at one time. “But what happens to the original…” Taylor thought as she kept reading.

Near the end, it was revealed that the other person would transform into the first person, effectively switching bodies between them.

Taylor was embarrassed just looking but even after leaving the site; she couldn’t get her mind off it. She tossed and turned throughout the night and the few dreams that came to her all showed her the same thing; she was in the body of Janet Kline.

Taylor spent the rest of the workweek diligently working away. It was a snippet of a stray bit of conversation that she overheard that caught her attention.

“…so you’re staying down there tonight, oh, um…I’m going to be at the Plaza tonight. Yeah, yeah, remember I’m going to dinner with Sanders tonight and then I have to be at the District courthouse at 8 A.M. so I packed an overnight bag. No…no problem” Justin said.

Taylor turned and looked into his office; he smiled at her. “…actually, I’ll ask my assistant to swing by the house and make sure Jasper has food and water and let him outside, I’m sure it’ll be no big deal for her, she drives past on her way home and in tomorrow morning”

Taylor dipped her head and blushed.

“…anyway as long as you’re back home tomorrow night; yeah it’s Valentine’s and I have reservations for us…yeah…love you too…”

Justin hung up and called out “Taylor!”

“Yes sir” she said coming into his office.

“I know you heard me” he smiled.

“It’s no problem; I’d be happy to stop by and check on your dog for you” Taylor responded.

“He’s a good boy” Justin assured her “He might bark but he’s perfectly harmless and once you call him by name and say ‘You want dinner’ and go to the bag of food; he’ll be your best friend”

“Like I said, I’m happy to help” Taylor replied.

“Here’s the key and…” Justin wrote out the security number “…here’s the code once you unlock and get inside, it’s right next to the door, just put in that number and hit enter”

Taylor took the key and went back to her desk. She sat back down smoothing out her long floral print skirt and white button down shirt. She tapped her right foot, clad in a simple and plain black flat. She checked her phone battery and saw it was at 90% “Perfect” she thought smiling to herself.

After Justin left the office for the night, so did Taylor. She went downstairs and got into her 10 year old Chevy and drove off to the best part of town.

Parking in the drive, the sun was just about to go down when she went up to the front down. As she rattled the key, she could hear Jasper the dog coming down the hall toward her.

A few barks from the 20 pound dog greeted her “Settle down Jasper” she said as she punched in the code, sighing in satisfaction when she saw the light flash green. “You want dinner?”

Jasper jumped up and down and yipped now running down the hall to the kitchen.

Taylor was very impressed by the sheer size of the house as she passed a bathroom, saw into a library, the formal living room and the dining room before she made it to the very large kitchen. She saw a family room off to the side beyond a more informal dining area “I could live like this…” she giggled.

Luckily for her, Jasper stopped at the pantry and jumped so she knew where the food would be kept. “I got you boy” she told him. She poured out the food and scratched him behind the ears.

She filled his water bowl and looked out the sliding doors at the back of the house. A large deck and sprawling yard filled her eyes. “Nice” she thought.

Taylor paced around while Jasper went outside. He came back in and headed right back over to his bed, uninterested in his guest any longer.

Taylor looked around sheepishly and smiled slyly as she made her way upstairs, pulling her phone out as she went.

Taylor’s heart was pounding as she hit the landing for the second floor. The first two doors were both very clean, obviously guest rooms now that both kids were out of the house. The next room was a bathroom that had all male products lined up “Guess Justin got his own bathroom after the kids moved out” Taylor giggled making her way further down the hall. The last door on the left was what she was looking for.

Taylor flipped on the light for the master bedroom “Whoa; it’s frickin huge in here” she said. A California King bed sat up against the far wall; three large dressers sat against the other walls. A 42” TV, a bay window with a lounge chair for reading and an antique stand up mirror also were placed without feeling cramped at all.

Taylor’s mouth hung open “This room is bigger than my whole apartment” She made her way to the closet door which had its own light switch “Walk in closet…amazing”

“Well I know I get my choice when I get into her clothes” she said to herself.

The other door was the one she was currently looking for; the master bathroom “Jackpot” she said seeing all of Janet’s stash of products lined up on the counter and in the shower.

Taylor sat on the edge of the bed and brought out her phone. She went to the website she had now visited every night and began to read through the procedure on how to switch bodies with Janet.

There was a picture on the wall of Justin and Janet on their wedding day “23 years now” she said to herself looking at the younger version of what she wanted to become. Janet’s thick brown hair was much longer but braided back on her wedding day but her bright brown eyes and wide smile shone forth brightly.

“I know I said it’d only be for a day, but maybe…just maybe…” Taylor said.

She unbuttoned her blouse and felt her heart about to beat out of her chest at the craziness of what she was doing. “You’re in your boss’ house about to shower using all of his wife’s stuff, then go get dressed from head to toe in her clothes in hopes of turning into her. My God you sound like such a crazy stalker bitch…what are you doing?”

Taylor stopped, her fingers unable to move another button as she considered calling the whole thing off. Then the primal call of what she was doing came roaring back and she unbuttoned even faster and unfastened her bra while she was at it revealing her slim build and 32B breasts “What will it be like to look down and see something completely different?” she thought.

Becoming a woman who was pushing 50 and had two children would take her body in an entirely different direction. She had met Janet Kline on only two occasions but was now pulling up every detail she could remember; the sound of her voice, the way she flipped her head and hair, her hand gestures.

Taylor kicked off her shoes and slid her skirt down to the floor before taking off her panties as well. She gathered up her clothes and piled them on the floor near the door before heading into the bathroom and turning on the shower.

The warm water ran over her body as she slowly turned around in the shower. She slicked back her wet long blonde hair. She had never really liked her hair; it was kind of stringy and she’d never been able to do much with it. Janet’s thick brown hair offered more possibilities even though she had it cut at chin level currently.

She picked up Janet’s shampoo and lathered it in. She rinsed and used her conditioner next. Spotting a bottle of body wash, she put on layer on before picking the bar of soap in the ledge.

Once finished, she stepped out onto a bathmat and she watched her feet as water dripped off between them. She grabbed the towel off the hook and put it up to her face. She detected a faint smell that confirmed that he towel had been used by Janet, probably that morning.

Taylor rubbed her hand over the steamed up mirror and continued what she hoped would complete the procedure. She used Janet’s hairbrush in her hair, her toothbrush and toothpaste and lotion on her arms, legs, hands and feet. She put on some light eye liner and a bit of make up just to be careful.

Taylor found a bottle of nail polish and sitting perched on the toilet seat, she proceeded to paint her toes. She spritzed on her perfume and headed to the bedroom once more.

Taylor began going through the dresser drawers before finding panties and bras on the right hand side. The panties were 2 sizes larger than she usually wore “Size 7…she does have more cushion and wider hips than me” she said before her jaw dropped at the size of the bra “38D! Holy shit they didn’t look that big when I saw her!”

Putting on the bra, she giggled looking down at her small breasts swimming in the large bra nowhere near the cups. “Hang in there for a few more minutes girls”

She opened the walk in closet and smirked running her hands over the multitude of choices. “So nice” she murmured before taking a red silk blouse off a hanger. “Black skirt or the matching red one?” she asked looking through the choices “What the hell!” the replied taking the red skirt and then a matching pair of red heels back out into the bedroom.

Lying the clothes out on the bed she went back to the dresser and opened the jewelry box “That’s odd” she thought picking up a solid gold wedding band “Wonder why this is in here…? Maybe it was her Mom’s or maybe she got an upgrade for her 20^th anniversary or something cause it’ll have to do”

Taylor was concerned that the missing wedding band might throw the whole thing off but now her luck seemed to be running toward the favorable side.

She slipped on the ring which then sat loosely on her thin finger as she put on a watch, a bracelet, a necklace and earrings.

“Almost there” she said as she began to get dressed in the red outfit. The skirt came up, the blouse came on and got buttoned up and she took a deep breath before putting her feet in the shoes.

Once perched on the heels, she could tell that Janet wore a wide and was a size bigger there as her heels slipped with her toes pressed against the front.

She picked up her phone and began to say the spell.

Janet Kline reached for the glass of wine that sat in front of her. She cocked her head and looked out the window of the restaurant at the river flowing in view. “Beautiful here” she said softly.

She felt a hand on top of hers and heard the voice from across the table say to her “Not as beautiful as you are”

Janet looked up and blushed and smiled as she took up the glass of red wine to her red lips. “I do enjoy your company Dennis” she said to the man across from her. She smiled a devilish smile and took her drink.

Janet Kline was bored; bored with her job, bored with her marriage, bored with her life. Her husband was a decent guy who had always worked way too much. Sure he provided a great paycheck and the house and lifestyle that went with it, but after 23 years of marriage, she was restless.

Her job often took her around the state and in the last few years since her kids were on their own; she had volunteered for more and more of those trips.

It was a trip nearly 2 years ago that had been different. An intense snow storm had kicked up and kept all the participants from a conference at the hotel as the roads and airports shut down, luckily Janet had found a room for the night and had made her way to the restaurant for dinner.

Dennis Walker was in the same line of work; never married and 5 years younger than Janet with a quick wit and a sympathetic ear. Dennis didn’t need his room that night.

Their affair had been discreet but Dennis was beginning to push. He wanted Janet for himself and told her often how her husband took advantage of having her around and not appreciating her as much as he did.

“I notice you’re not wearing your ring tonight” Dennis casually remarked halfway through their meal. “Are you trying to tell me something?”

Janet looked at him and pursed her lips “I’m getting there Dennis” she said. “It’s a step and that’s all it is for now”

Dennis nodded “It’s one that I appreciate” he replied.

They finished their meals as the sun set over the river. “I’m going to head up to the room” Janet said standing up.

Dennis checked his phone and saw he had missed two calls “I need to make a few calls first” he said apologetically. “I’m going to find a quiet corner and I’ll be up in a little bit”

“Don’t be too long” she whispered gathering up her purse and heading out.

Dennis lingered for a few minutes, finishing off his drink and paying the bill. He headed for the hallway by the conference center where there were a few rooms off to the side so he could complete his business while Janet got ready for the rest of their night.

Janet took the elevator up to the fifth floor and went into her room. She stepped inside and felt a shiver run up her spine which made her do a quick shimmy “Ooo” she said quickly.

Back at the house, Taylor was standing perfectly still. She had just finished the last words of the spell and she was hearing the voice in the back of her head mock her and call her a fool. She was holding her breath but didn’t even realize she was doing it.

She was standing in front of a mirror that sat atop the large dresser. She saw her reflection; the reflection of her wearing ill-fitting clothes while wearing another woman’s make-up “Nice dress up party Taylor…what did you think was going to happen? Poof! Say a spell from the internet and…”

The voice inside her head stopped abruptly and Taylor looked straight down. She could feel her right foot beginning to move. Somehow, it was sliding upwards and back toward the back of the shoe. Her heel was lifting up on its own as she felt her toes dig down.

Her right heel came in contact with the back of the shoe and became snug. “Is it?!” her mind reeled. “Oh!” she said excitedly as her foot now began to widen out.

“Oh My God” she whispered putting her hand to her mouth in shock “I’m actually doing it”

Her right foot began to feel pinched in the toes now and the side gave way ever so slightly next to the joint of her big toe. Taylor wanted to take her foot out but was afraid to because it might break the spell but her heart jumped when she felt her left foot begin to move too. “Come on” she said watching in wonder as her foot grew out wider and filled out the shoe perfectly.

Taylor wiggled her toes realizing that they had settled into the groves that had been worn in by the real owner of them “I have her feet!”

A slight twinge of pain settled into her left knee and Taylor lifted up her skirt hem in curiosity. Her ankles were thickening along with her calves. A few small bumps arose that she had never seen before indicating that her skin was taking on Janet’s characteristics. “I can feel it! My body feels different already”

Her knees popped and Taylor lifted the skirt higher and higher watching as her thighs softened and got fuller allowing the skirt to begin to fit.

She put hands down flat against her growing thighs, feeling them move against the soft fabric of the skirt as they filled out.

The room was so quiet that Taylor thought she could even hear her legs changing. There was a slight stretching sound, faintly like fingers running over a balloon. Her hips swelled outward coming in line with her thicker legs just as she felt her ass begin to lift and fill out behind her.

The red skirt now fit her body “My body” she said as the waistband of the skirt snugged up and the panties tightened their hold on her waist and upper thighs and still expanding cheeks.

“Oh God” she said as a quiver ran quickly outward from her vagina. “OH GOD!” she repeated louder as her newly shaped knees weakened. Sweat broke out across her forehead and the back of her neck and her breath hitched in her chest “Oh God”

Taylor’s clitoris hummed as it shifted against her shifting skin. Her vagina loosened as it lubricated itself, stimulated by the movement going on there. Her vulva changed appearance as her skin folds shifted and moved into a new puffier pattern.

Taylor felt a swelling sensation against her panties and could tell she was wet as the feelings went deep into her body, pulsating as her body changed thoroughly through and through.

Her hands went to the front of her skirt and pressed down as she bit her bottom lip hard to contain her moans and screams. Finally her shoulders shook and her body racked from head to toe in a quick spasm.

Taylor stood up straight and took a deep breath and tried to compose herself as her ass continued to enlarge and her stomach began to poof outward and soften up into a middle aged spread and slight muffin top.

Taylor looked around and thought that the room appeared slightly different to her “Am I…shorter?” she said focusing on a painting that hung on the wall. It looked higher than it did “Never thought about that part of it” she said looking down at her now shorter legs.

As she was looking at the picture, it slowly began to rise up even higher against her line of sight “Uh!” she said surprised as her chest expanded out and her back compressed down taking her to just 5’4”.

Her hands slapped at her chest as she looked down, a tingling sensation ran up and down her arms down to her fingertips. Her body was expanding again and filling out her shirt.

Taylor felt her shoulders shift and roll topping off her more compact torso. Her stomach had come out and up but now she felt a new sensation of buildup in her chest. She took in a deep breath and held it as she pulled her shoulders back.

“Grow for me” she thought as her breasts began to grow larger. The tingling sensation intensified as she felt her nipples brush up to the silk cups of the 38D bra. She felt the undersides of her breasts begin to settle into the cups and could feel them being held tighter and tighter as she came up to her new size fully.

“Whoa” was all she could say looking down at her new huge breasts “How can Justin say no to these?”

Her arms shrank up while getting fuller up top just as she saw the watch and bracelet fit better along her wrists.

The backs of her hands shrank up and the skin seemed to change as a few more veins appeared and her knuckles shifted. Taylor felt the loose fitting ring begin to fit her finger as they too began to change shape. Her nails crept out slightly longer and she balled her hands into fists to regain the feeling in them.

“Almost there” she said as she turned her attention to the mirror and watched as her hair began to climb upward, thickening and darkening as it went.

She ran her newly formed fingers through the thick hair, so foreign feeling to her as a few greys appeared intertwined but not overly noticeable. The skin on her neck loosened and compacted down and her chin rounded and softened as it pulled upward and inward.

Taylor had rather pointed features that were now softening as she aged and changed. Her jawline was no longer as cut and her cheeks lowered.

Her lips thinned and lines began to etch their way into the soft skin at the corners of her mouth. She bared her teeth for the mirror and watched as her teeth shifted and pulled around inside her changing mouth.

As she focused on her teeth, her nose broadened across the bridge and pulled in at the tip once again taking away the sharpness that had been there.

Taylor’s ears burned as they reshaped and she brushed back the thick wavy hair in front of them to get a quick peek before her focus shifted to her eyes. Once more, the soft edges began to crease as lines formed up but she was still delighted with the change and as she smiled her new smile, her eyes squinted down like Janet’s.

She saw the light blue begin to dark to a deep brown and her eyelashes and eye brows darkened and thickened in kind.

More lines and creases dug in along her forehead as her transformation from 23 to 49 completed.

2 Hours south of where Taylor stood staring at her new reflection in the mirror, the original Janet Kline stood just inside the doorway to her hotel room. A shiver ran up her spine making all the hairs on her body feel like they were standing on end. Goosebumps broke out over her arms and her mouth went dry.

Time seemed to stop for a moment as she stood completely still; a wave of uneasiness crashing through her body. Janet stood motionless, her mouth open in an O as her mind seemingly went blank before everything caught back up with her. “What in the world?” she said softly shaking her head.

Janet ran her hands through her hair and walked over to the bench where her luggage sat. She dug down under her clothes to pull out the piece of lingerie that she wanted to surprise Dennis with.

As she turned on her heel to face the bed, her feet slipped in her black heels. She looked down wondering why they felt loose when usually they were a snug, tight fit.

Janet put her right foot out in front and slowly the expression on her face changed from rather neutral to pure confusion. Janet watched as it appeared that her right foot was shrinking.

She was unable to speak; she simply watched as the heel of her foot moved away from the back of her shoe and her foot narrowed in away from the sides. She gently pointed her toes and easily removed her foot from her heel without any resistance.

“Holy Shit!” she said, her voice breaking slightly at the sight she was seeing. “I’m hallucinating” she said as her toes changed shape before her eyes. Her nails thinned and her toes got longer and skinnier. The dark nail polish on them vanished leaving behind clear translucent nails that were no longer shaped the way they should be and always had been shaped.

Her knees suddenly felt weak and she sat down on the edge of the hotel bed; her left foot still snug in its shoe, her right foot out and completely alien looking to her with her heel held up and her toes on the ground.

Janet stared at her exposed bare right foot in shock when a slight movement caught her attention. The slight buckle out of her left shoe by the knuckle of her big toe pulled in straight in line with the rest of her heeled shoe. She could feel the tops of her toes moving against the shoe and could even see in outline as she lifted them up that they too were now changing.

Once more her feet narrowed and came inform the sides and her heel slid forward away from the back of her shoe “What’s happening to me?” she asked trying to stamp down the panic that was rising through her body.

She stood up hesitantly, her legs shaking as she slipped her left foot out of the now too large shoe but not before her ankle gave way and tipped it over.

Janet stared at her feet and the floor for a moment before she realized that she was going up. The floor and her feet seemed to be moving away from her, slightly at first but it was steady. “Am I…am I getting taller?!” Her legs were beginning to grow longer and thinner. Her ankles trimmed and her calves slimmed down; they didn’t look as thick to her, they weren’t the width and shape she was used to.

“What’s going on?!” panic was setting in as her thighs began to slim. Her black skirt rose up before a quick sag dropped them back down as they slid down her hips. Janet grabbed at her sagging skirt just as it caught the edges of her legs and stopped. She hiked it up to her waist only to have it fall back down lower.

“My legs” she murmured taking her knees out wide and running her hands up the insides of her thighs. She could feel them toning and tightening against her probing fingers and hands “What’s happening to my legs?”

“Is my ass…?” her hands flew behind her as another odd sensation came to her body. She grabbed but the flesh beneath her hands was getting tighter and harder and frankly, there was less of it. Her skirt dipped again and in frustration, Janet grabbed the sides of it and yanked it down rather easily.

Internally she screamed at the top of her lungs but out of fear of drawing attention to herself, she stifled it from coming out loud. “My legs! My ass! My body! What’s going on here?! What’s happening to my fucking body?!” ran through her swirling brain.

She put her finger under the loose waistband of her panties. They slacked off her hips and ass and the confusion of what was happening was overwhelming to Janet. “I look younger” she thought out of the blue “My body looks thinner…it feels tighter…it ohm” she pursed her lips and hummed. Her eyes were open as wide as they could go as a series of muscle spasms emanating from her vagina racked her body.

“Oh God” she said feeling her clitoris become stimulated. It was suddenly on fire and she could feel a rubbing sensation on it as her body and skin moved. Her vulva changed shape under her large panties and her vagina tightened as moisture dripped out. She couldn’t help it, she was powerless, motionless as her hand gripped the tv stand tightly just to keep her upright as a sudden series of orgasms shot forth.

“Oh God” she moaned as the first one broke over her body. She bit her lip and threw her head back panting and sweating. Just as her body began to calm, a second one overpowered her “Oh SHIT!” she said louder than she wanted. Her hand went to her clit, she couldn’t stop it and with just simple pressure applied, a third came to her.

Trying to catch her breath, her waist pulled in and began to bring her stomach in with it. With each ragged breath she took in, it got smaller until it was nearly flat when she managed to stand up straight.

As she stood up and looked in the mirror in front of her on the wall, she knew that she was taller. Her hand went to her mouth and clamped down though as she watched herself grow an additional two inches right before her very eyes.

Janet’s back was stretching out and adding on the last few inches to her new height of 5’9” “I don’t get it!” she thought. Her royal blue blouse was riding higher and she could see peaks at her belly so while her right hand stayed at her mouth, her left went down and ran over the flat surface it had become. “What is this? Is this…” she stopped short of anything else as her shoulders rose up and she felt a tingle run down her arms and numb her hands. She dropped her arms to her sides as they elongated and thinned. Her blouse had been fairly tight on her meatier upper arms but now as they slimmed down, her blouse felt loose there.

Her cuffs rode up and away from her wrists as they too trimmed down. “My…hands…” she said watching them lighten and smooth just as her fingernails came in and went flush with the ends of her fingers which were turning longer and thinner as well.

A sudden muscle twitch in her chest which caused her breasts to pop brought all of her attention there “Oh My god…they’re next!” she frantically tried to get her newly formed fingers to work in unbuttoning her blouse. After getting two undone, she became frustrated and yanked her shirt open, popping buttons as she went. She looked at the paler skin that was already there for just a moment before the sensation of deflating came back to her.

Just as her ass had gotten smaller with a weird feeling, this feeling was twice as intense. Her plentiful chest already looked smaller somehow. Her breast weren’t riding as high up and didn’t seem to fill the cups of her 38D bra as fully as they should. “Ah!” escaped her stunned lips as they continued to diminish in front of her. She felt them slowly lose contact with the front of the cups and the weight of them was lessening.

The undersides were firming up and no longer sagged down into the cups but rather rode on top of them. Janet could clearly see her nipples inside the garment. She looked like someone playing around with a bra way too large for her suddenly slender build. “I’m obviously still a woman but who the fuck am I? Whose body is this?”

The words had just left her lips when she looked back up into the mirror and saw her hair begin to grow out long and blonde. It came down and over her shoulders, tickling them as the hair danced past.

The greys vanished into the sea of blonde and the tough waves of thickness smoothed out into a much thinner and lighter feel even though it was twice as long.

Janet’s neck elongated and the skin pulled taut as her chin came to a point and jutted out atop a stronger and more defined jawline. Her cheeks began to rise up and became quite defined as the end of her nose came out into more of point and the bridge thinned.

Janet took in her suddenly sharper features as the skin smoothed and cleared up. The lines around her mouth vanished as her lips puffed out and pinked up. She bared her teeth and watched in awe as they shifted and pulled in different ways of lining up inside her mouth.

Her ears burned as they too shrank and pulled in closer to the sides of her head but were unseen behind the wall of hair. Her eyes began to lighten in color but widened out as they changed from a deep brown to a pale ice blue “I’m like the opposite of what I am!”

Her eyelashes and her eyebrows lightened and thinned as all lines vanished from her forehead.

Janet Kline stood nearly naked before the mirror at the end of her bed in a hotel room. Her bottom lip quivered, tears began to form in her eyes but she blinked them away as she began to shake all over. Standing there in underwear that was too large and staring at a face and body she didn’t recognize, Janet heard the door open.

“Hey I’m…Oh My God I am so sorry Miss I thought this was someone else’s room Oh My God!” Dennis shouted. He had looked up and seen the tall and thin blonde woman jump.

He backed out as fast as he could closing the door behind him. His heart was beating a mile a minute as he stood in the hallway embarrassed beyond belief “Stupid front desk…wrote down the wrong damn number…” he mumbled pulling out his phone to call Janet when the door opened “Look I said I’m sorry; they gave me a key for your room by mistake lady I…”

“Dennis” the lady said causing him to look up confused.

“How do you know my name?” he asked.

“It’s me Dennis; It’s Janet” she whispered harshly at him clutching at her oversized bra and panties.

“If this is some kind of joke I don’t…” Dennis said.

“Get in here” she whipped her head towards the room behind her “You have to help me!”

“I told you I don’t know…”

“Your name is Dennis Alan Walker, your 44 years old and you’re from Bridgeport. Your dog’s name is Elliott your sister is Wendy and you work at 565 Young Street and for the past two years you’ve been fucking me!” Janet hissed watching Dennis’ jaw drop.

Janet peered up and down the hall “Get in here and help me God Damn it!”

She backed into the room holding the door for Dennis who cautiously stepped inside “You’d better start making some kind of sense real fast because I’m as confused as I’ve ever been” he admitted trying to not get to close to the half-naked woman standing in front of him.

Janet was wild eyed but she grabbed her discarded clothes from the floor “You just saw me 15 minutes ago and these were the clothes I had on”

“How do I know you didn’t just break into this room?” Dennis asked.

“You have to believe me! I don’t know what happened to me! I just came in here and all of a sudden, my body started changing. I couldn’t stop it, I couldn’t do anything but stand here and watch myself turn into this woman! I have no idea who she is and why I look like her now!”

“But that’s simply impossible; people don’t just change bodies. That just doesn’t happen” Dennis said still keeping his distance

“But it did Dennis; it really fucking did!” She looked around exasperated “I’m Janet…I’m Janet Kline” she threw her arms up and let them fall against her sides. “You can ask me anything that only Janet would know and I can tell you because I am Janet”

“But if you look like this, then, who looks like you now?” Dennis asked. “Does anybody look like you now?”

“I DON’T KNOW!” She yelled before catching herself and curling up “I don’t know what just happened to my body”

Dennis now took a step closer to her, his hand hovering over her back. Slowly he eased it down onto her exposed shoulder. Janet flinched but then began to breathe slower and calmer.

She sat down on the edge of the bed “Do you believe me Dennis? Do you believe me that I really am Janet inside here?”

“I do” Dennis said. “I don’t understand a thing but…why would this be the story you make up”

The two of them talked for an hour, Janet calmed down some and Dennis came to know that it really was her just by the way she answered.

“I know this is; traumatic for you, but in a weird way, this might be the best thing that’s ever happened to us” Dennis said.

“What are you talking about; how can you say that?” Janet said.

“Think about it for a second. You’re still you inside but on the outside, you look nothing like Janet Kline: Don’t you get it; this is your chance to go; start over…start over with me”

“What?”

“The way I see it; we can get you a whole new identity; there’s guys on the internet who can hook you up with a new name, license and social security number; we can probably even get you some school transcripts or something too” Dennis said talking faster.

“But Justin and my kids…” Janet started.

“Would never believe you looking like this; I mean, you hardly look older than your own kids now. I’ve been looking at you for an hour now and you can’t be older than your mid 20’s” Dennis assured her.

“And if on the chance that whoever you are turned into the old you; Justin and your kids are going to look to her, not you”

“But what if I change back?” Janet asked.

“If you do, then you do, but as of right now, I can only see this as the perfect way for you to do what you want to do; start over fresh”

Meanwhile, back at the Kline house, Taylor was quickly packing a bag. “Surprise honey” she said in her new voice. She had made sure her red outfit was all put together before heading out to her car for the drive into the city.

“I don’t know how long I can pull this off; might as well make as bold a play as I can” she thought as she drove to the Plaza hotel.

She pulled her old car into an empty spot, slipped her feet back into her red heels and stepped out onto the ground. She fixed her hair and took a deep breath for courage. “Let’s see if I can pull this off” she prayed.

Walking into the lobby, she headed for the restaurant in hopes Justin would be there and she could avoid the front desk and any questions there. Her heart leapt up in joy when she saw him eating dinner with one of his business clients, Alan Sanders.

With all of her courage, she sauntered across the room heading in their direction. Alan noticed her first and she saw him smile at her and nod his head in her direction.

The look of surprise and joy on Justin’s face made Taylor smile and almost break character. She stopped at the table “Excuse me Alan; I can see that you’ve finished dinner with my husband and if you don’t mind, I’d like to claim him for the rest of the evening”

Alan smiled and looked down at the table mumbling “Be my guest”

Justin’s jaw was open in surprise but he quickly pulled himself together “Yes, if you would excuse me Alan, my wife seems to have something important on her mind” he said putting his napkin on the table and standing up.

Taylor was used to being much taller on Justin, even when she wore flats she was bigger than this. She smiled Janet’s smile and cocked her head to the side. She rose up on her tip toes and whispered in his ear “I’ve missed you so much; why don’t you take me up to your room and I can show you a real Valentine’s Day”

She bit her bottom lip and giggled as she saw him blush.

Justin took her hand in his and led her away. Taylor jumped and ran in her heels to keep up noticing how different it felt moving in her body.

They held hands in the elevator “I can’t believe you surprised me like this; just when I think we’re done and over…you surprise me”

“Well maybe you’re worth it” Taylor said. She didn’t know there was deeper trouble in their marriage “Maybe this was the best thing I ever could have done” she thought.

As soon as the door swung shut behind them, Taylor leapt onto Justin, her mouth kissing him as deeply as she could as they staggered backward into the room, both of them tugging at their clothes trying to disrobe while never losing contact with the other.

“Starting right here and right now; we start over” Justin said breathlessly.

“Here’s to a brand new start” Taylor said sliding into her role as Janet deeper and deeper “If I never hear the name Taylor again; I’ll be okay with it” she thought as she ripped her bra off, freeing her large breasts just as Justin attacked them with his mouth.

“Oh God this feels so good” Taylor moaned throwing her head back as Justin worked his way down her body as she dropped her skirt and panties.

He laid her down on the bed and she scooted back as he followed. Taylor spread her legs and felt the warmth burst throughout her body as he came to her.

Janet fumbled with her luggage finding clothes that no longer fit her but would have to do as she put her coat on and her shoes. It was 3 A.M. and she used the back stairs and entrance to go down to her car.

Dennis smiled and got into his car as she got into hers. She pulled out and drover to her home one last time.

Janet’s mind raced the whole way there but luckily she found it empty when she arrived. She parked her car in the garage while Dennis waited in his running car.

Janet sprinted through the house collecting up very few items that she knew would never even be missed. She didn’t care if she became the real life Gone Girl at that moment, she just saw an opening and was going for it.

She was out of breath when she jumped into Dennis’ car “Let’s get out of here” she said as they quietly pulled away.

Taylor was still strictly enjoying every moment she could not knowing just how open the road was for her to take over as Janet Kline. She was on pins and needles waiting for her phone to go off or for her old body to show up; but it never did.

She left her car and rode back with Justin to the house where there was no sign of an enraged Janet waiting for them. They went out to their Valentine’s day dinner and the flowers arrived at the house. They spent another night in each other’s arms swearing to never drift apart again.

Taylor was cooking dinner for Justin when he came home from work the next night. Justin came in and told her about the email and letter he had received from his assistant Taylor, announcing that she was resigning and moving out of state. “She was a great assistant, I don’t know how I’ll replace her”

“I’ve been looking for a change in career; I’m so burned out…maybe I could help out around your office for a while” she suggested. “I think I’d be a natural for the position” she added with a smile.