“Cheryl?” Max Douglas said to his wife “Did you buy another onesie for little Lily next door?”

“It’s so cute Max, I couldn’t pass it by” Cheryl said.

“You’re going to creep out the neighbors…this is like the fifth outfit you’ve bought on top of the toys you keep taking over to them” Max said shaking his head.

“I know, I know” she said waving her husband off “It’s nothing though” she replied.

Cheryl looked out the kitchen window and saw her next door neighbor Kate out with the baby and she lit up.

Kate had Lily in a pack n play on the back porch so she could get some fresh air. Lily was on her back kicking and chewing at a rubber toy while Kate sat nearby watching and reading a magazine.

Cheryl Douglas was 53 and an empty nester with her husband Max. Their daughter Ellie was 25 and their son Jeff was 23 and both on their own but neither seemed anxious to settle down and start a family so Cheryl doted on the neighbors in their stead.

“What I wouldn’t give to switch places with Kate” she thought. “Just starting out her family…she’s what? 28? And Jim is a decent guy…have a few more kids along the way…” she thought and caught herself smiling and picturing herself as Kate, with her long dark hair and big dark eyes. “She’s a cutie anyway” she blushed allowing herself to drift further into her daydream.

She looked at Kate, sitting in a lawn chair, left leg crossed over her right, a sandal dangling off her toe exposing her heel. Her legs long in shorts…her eyes covered by sunglasses and could picture herself sitting there. When Kate took a drink, she imagined tasting lemonade. Kate’s hand went up to swipe her hair back and away from her face as a gust of wind took it and swirled it. Cheryl mimicked the movement, finding her own short hair sprayed hair. It was longer on top but swept up into a distinctive swirl and tapered to her neck but in her mind, it was long and swept back just like Kate’s.

Kate looked up and around and Cheryl quickly looked down into the sink. She turned on the water and rinsed her hands without looking back up. She was a little embarrassed by her thoughts but if she were being honest with herself, she was actually envious.

A little while later, after Kate’s husband Jim came home from work, she saw them get Lily into her stroller and head out for a walk. By the time they returned, she just happened to be out front working in her flowers. “Hello!” she called out “How’s little Miss Lily today?”

“She’s just fine Mrs. Douglas” Kate said smiling. They stopped and Kate took off her sunglasses as Cheryl came up to fuss over the baby.

She leaned over and talked baby talk to her and tickled her belly.

“Your flowers look great” Jim said.

“I’m happy with my Iris’s but my black eyed Susan’s aren’t looking very good this year” she told him.

As they began to go, Cheryl mentioned “I know I shouldn’t have but I saw the most adorable little onesie today and I picked it up for her”

“You didn’t have to do that” Kate told her neighbor.

“I know but I couldn’t help myself. I’ll bring it over sometime”

“Whenever…you know I’m usually home” Kate replied “See you later”  

“Of course” Cheryl replied.

She watched them head into their garage before she went into her house. Once inside, she made sure Max was nowhere around. She got out her stepstool and climbed onto it, reaching up above her head to the little ledge above the cabinets. Her hand found the small vial of clear liquid and she brought it down, clutching it carefully in her hand.

Turning it over in her hand, she made up her mind to go through with it.

Two nights later, Cheryl saw Jim’s car back out of the garage and she decided it was time. She took out the vial and poured it into a glass of lemonade and then she took it and the bag with the outfit out the door with her.

Just outside of Jim and Kate’s door, she took a sip of the drink remembering what the website said “Take the first sip and then the person who takes the next sip will switch bodies with you permanently”

“I’ll just play dumb as Kate and I switch bodies and lives” she giggled to herself thinking about how her plan would play out. Once inside, only the baby would be there to witness it. By the time Jim got back, Cheryl would be Kate and Kate would be her, she would convince her to switch clothes and pretend like nothing happened until they could figure it out.

She couldn’t help smiling as she knew they would never figure it out, could never tell anyone what actually happened, and knowing that ‘Cheryl’ would be leaving on a two week vacation with Max the next morning, it would give her plenty of time to assimilate into her new life as 28 year old Kate Miller.

<Ding Dong> she rang the bell and nervously waited.

“Oh hey Mrs. Douglas”

She was startled beyond words when she heard the deep voice and saw Jim standing in the doorway “Oh, Um, Jim…what are you doing here?” she asked nervously.

He laughed “Well I do live here”

“Yes I know, it’s just I just saw your car go…”

“Oh yeah, Kate’s is acting up…something with the brakes squeaking. I’m taking it in tomorrow but she needed to run a quick errand so she took mine. Come in…” he gestured her in.

Cheryl’s mind was racing now, her plan had already fallen apart. “This potion will wear off and be worthless if it goes longer than 10 minutes between my sip and hers!” her panicked mind raced. “I can’t afford to buy this twice! Shit!”

She stepped in and looked Jim up and down. Jim Miller was big; 6’4” and 220lbs: Well built, he had played college football, he had short brown hair and a full dark beard. “What if?” Cheryl thought.

“Can I get you something to drink?” Jim asked.

“No…I wanted to bring that outfit over for Lily before we left on vacation tomorrow morning” Cheryl said.

“Yeah, don’t worry about your mail and your flowers…we’ll take care of them” Jim told her.

“I know you will sweetheart” she said her mind turning in desperation that she was trying not to show.

“This is my only shot now” she realized as she said “Actually I have something to drink for you if you wouldn’t mind. It’s a new recipe I’m trying out for homemade lemonade. I was wondering if you would take a sip to taste it for me…a second opinion if you don’t mind. I think it tastes fine but Max thought it was too sour”

“Sure” Jim said taking the cup from her hand. “I’ll try it for you”

“Good Lord I can’t believe I’m doing this” Cheryl thought “I never thought about being a man before but now that I think about it…I can still raise a family again but this time I don’t have to be pregnant…or breastfeed. I won’t put on the weight or once I’m done have to worry about having a period or shaving my legs or doing make up or wearing heels or…oh Holy shit! Why didn’t I think of this earlier?” She nearly laughed out loud.

Jim smiled as he took the cup and took a long sip “I think it’s good…tastes just fine to me” he set it down on the counter between them licking his lips.

“Thank You” Cheryl said feeling a warmth spread in her chest. She couldn’t be sure, but it felt like it was already beginning to widen and stretch out; she could have sworn that her ribs expanded.

“Yeah…um…no problem…” Jim said haltingly. He put his hand up and pressed down against his eyes.

“Are you okay?” Cheryl asked.

“Yeah…just got a pain behind my eyes all of a sudden” he said as she squinted his eyes shut tightly “Oh that feels weird” he said shaking his head.

Cheryl examined him closely as he stood before her unaware. Jim’s hair began to stand up a little bit higher and it looked thicker in the back like it was lifting up into a layer. Then another layer of hair came up poofing it up more stylized as it began to swirl up in the front. A few gray hairs now started to intertwine and the brown color darkened to closer to black.

Cheryl could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her mouth watered as she saw her hairstyle form up on Jim’s head.

Jim didn’t feel right; he could tell something was off but couldn’t put his finger on it yet. It was more than the quick headache that had come on; he felt tingly. A look of slight confusion came over his face but he tried to play it cool. He looked across at Cheryl, her eyes were open and intensely watching him. She licked her lips eagerly and he could tell she was breathing shallow and quick; she looked about ready to pounce.

Before he could say anything though, he couldn’t believe his eyes “I must be seeing things!” he thought. “I can’t be seeing this…this can’t be happening” he thought as he watched Cheryl’s hair seemingly deflate on top of her head. He watched strands of gray hair turn light brown as the rest of her almost black hair also changed to that color. Her hair thinned out and flattened in the back. It lost its tapered style, turning more basic and flat, almost like his own hair “But that’s impossible” he thought.

Cheryl knew it was time to start acting surprised “Time to go” she told herself. “What in the world…” she said slowly and in a shocked tone.

“What?” Jim said.

“Jim…your hair?!”

“What about my hair?” he asked. A strong smell of lavender and vanilla hit Jim, it seemed to be hanging with him, close to him as he put his hands up cautiously. His hair felt stiff, it had hairspray in it. “I haven’t put anything in my hair since High School” he mumbled. Tapping at his hair, it felt bigger and higher as well as stiff. He looked over and couldn’t even comprehend what he was seeing. “Cheryl?”

Cheryl looked directly at Jim who looked thoroughly confused and bewildered. Her cheeks and upper lip were beginning to itch along with her chin.

“What the hell?!” Jim thought “She’s growing a fucking beard!”

“How…why…” Jim said. He felt heat in the back of his neck followed by a strange sinking sensation. Cheryl stood up and looked taller than usual to him, her shirt looked tight on her. His gaze shifted back up, her face looked different, her jaw and chin looked different.

Cheryl could feel her facial features shift on her. Her jaw jutted out and her chin did too. Her cheeks seemed to elongate and lift but she also felt her body growing larger; much larger.

Cheryl was 5’5” and around 140lbs but she could already tell she was getting bigger. “I thought I’d only have to go to 5’7” but okay” Cheryl thought as she saw the size gap between them drop. Jim was shrinking and getting smaller. His beard was thinning and his facial features were softening and becoming feminine. She could recognize herself coming out on him.

Jim’s hands went to his face “My beard…” he said as he felt it pulling in, getting thin and patchy and completely smooth in some places.

“Oh My God” Cheryl said acting out her part “What’s going on Jim? What’s happening to us? Something’s wrong!”

“I don’t know” Jim said “You’re looking like…”

“Like what?!” she asked as she put her hands up to her face. It did surprise her to actually feel hair on her face “What?! Whoa!” she said as she scratched and ran her fingers over her new beard. A pulling feeling in the middle of her face indicated that her nose was growing and broadening out on her.

Jim stared dumbfounded watching Cheryl’s nose grow “Holy Shit” he said “You’re starting to look like me”

“What?!” Cheryl yelled out, her eyes darkening from blue to brown, her skin becoming tougher and thicker. She was leaning forward slightly and as she did, both looked down when they heard a clatter on the counter. Cheryl’s earrings had come out and hit the marble. She put her hands up and rubbed her fingers over her lobes unable to feel any holes; they had closed up and pushed out her jewelry.

If Jim would have put his fingers to his ears, he would have found them much smaller and that they now had two holes in them, ready and waiting for a pair of pearl earrings. His hands had gone to his nose as he felt it pulling up and in, getting smaller on his shrinking face.

Jim could feel his whole head lifting up and getting smaller. His cheeks were now smooth along with his upper lip which was thinning while his bottom lip plumped up. His teeth spread and changed shape. “Agh” he said opening his mouth. Saliva rushed forward as his teeth slid around his gums. Some teeth got smaller while others grew larger. His tongue changed shape and even the taste in his mouth was different.

Jim’s eyes lightened from brown to blue, his eyesight weakening a bit so he would need reading glasses now. Lines began to etch in along the corners of his eyes and mouth and along his forehead. His cheeks softened and dropped down slightly, his face had become Cheryl’s.

The last few remaining hairs along his chin vanished as his jaw and chin came up and in. The skin loosened around his neck as it too came in more compact. The front of the throat went smooth as his Adam’s apple notched back “Oh My Lord!” he said followed by a quick yelp surprising himself at the sound of his voice. His hand went to his throat as his eyes bulged wide open in shock.

Cheryl’s mouth gaped open at hearing his voice. Her lines had smoothed out as she went from a 53 year old woman to a 28 year old man. Her upper lip thickened and her teeth too began to journey around, shifting and changing size inside her growing and widening mouth. Her entire skull pulsated out larger as her masculine features solidified. Her beard thickened and filled in on her strong chin and jaw as her body took off in a growth spurt upward and outward.

Cheryl’s shoulders broadened as her neck lengthened and an Adam’s apple popped out at the front of her throat. Her back lifted and spread as inches and girth came onto her previously small frame.

Jim’s shrinking continued. His shoulders rolled inward as his back muscles dissipated and his chest softened.

“Don’t panic” Cheryl said in a voice that surprised both of them with its deep timber “We’ll figure this out”

“Why wouldn’t I panic?” Jim cried out in his now female voice. He looked up and down and noticed that Cheryl was only slightly shorter than him “Oh God” he said as she rose up an inch and he shrunk down one reversing the gap and making him shorter than her. “You’re taller than me!”

“Uh, yeah I guess I am” Cheryl replied. She put her arms out in front of her as the flab and softness hardened into muscle. Her loose flowered blouse had ceased being loose a few minutes ago but now, it clung and began to rip as her biceps grew. Her blouse tore down the back between her shoulder blades as her back continued to expand “Never thought I’d rip out of my clothes like the Hulk” she thought as her stomach came out into the open as her shirt lifted in the front too accommodating her new height.

Jim’s t-shirt hung on his shrinking frame. His upper arms lost their muscle tone, replaced by the soft and slightly flabby upper arms of a woman in her 50’s. He put his arms out as they shrank up and back, the skin loosening all the way down to his wrists which trimmed and slimmed down. His hands then began to shrink.

Jim’s fingers came in and back as the skin lightened and relaxed. Nails grew out slightly longer to the tips of his fingers “Ah!” he exclaimed as shiny bright red nail polish appeared on them glossy and bold. He closed his fingers down and felt a soreness there that had never been there before. Holding his feminine hands before his eyes, all he could do was lightly whimper a time or two before his eyes opened again “OH NO!”

Jim started shaking his head, his hands went up and down a few times as his attention went to his chest.

Cheryl felt fat turn to muscle. Her soft slight middle aged belly was firming up and pulling in, tightening up as it went and the free feeling of having breasts was going away too. Under her bra, which was strained to the max at the sides, her breasts lifted up and began to pull back. Her nipples shrank along with her areolas as her chest changed. More rips and tears appeared in her flowered blouse along the sides as she lost her breasts.

Jim pulled out the neck of his now oversized t-shirt. His chest felt like it was bubbling up and a sensitivity came in around his nipples like never before. The puffed up and the skin around them darkened and swelled up, tiny bumps appeared just as they began to grow. Weight and mass built up quickly forming round circles that lifted up and then grew larger and rounder until they became tear drop shaped. At that time, they began to lower and spread; a dark blue line appeared across them as they then rounded again and grew larger. Jim could feel the slick skin beneath them rub between his chest and the new appendages on it. His cheeks blushed bright pink as he let go of his shirt, still, the outline of his breasts could be clearly seen.

Jim’s back continued to shrink down, taking him down shorter as his stomach softened and puffed out into a soft belly in front of him. He pressed the sides and felt it ball up under his shirt where he gave it a slight jiggle.

His mind was racing forward to the next big changes “God No” he muttered as their eyes met, him looking up several inches to find her looking down on him. “I’ve got boobs and I can only imagine what it’s going to feel like in a minute when we have to switch out our…” he trailed off embarrassed.

“We’re going to figure this out” Cheryl reassured him.

“I’m glad that you’re so confident about that” Jim said. He put his hands to his waist, which was coming in despite its softness as his hips flared out. His shorts had become quite ill-fitting and uncomfortable. They were just a pair of black basketball shorts but they now hung down past his knees. His ass began to grow and he craned his neck a bit to see it.

“It’s getting so much bigger” he said as it rounded and grew larger, matching his hips and belly in softness. He could also feel his thighs creeping outward larger and softer too.

The button on Cheryl’s tan shorts popped as her waist expanded. Her hips slimmed and her ass lost mass as it changed shape into a smaller, male rear end. “Bye-Bye panties” she thought as an intense burning sensation flared in between her legs.

One more intense growth spurt hit first though, raising Cheryl up several more inches to 6’4”. Her waist was now above the counter “I’m huge” she said mostly to herself but Jim definitely heard it.

Jim’s legs shuddered as they shrank and he went all the way down to 5’5”, nearly a whole foot shorter. He barely came up to Cheryl’s hairy chin across the way.

He was solidly behind the counter, so he shoved his shorts down off his legs. He swallowed hard at the sight of his soft, round and hairless legs. His knees smoothed out and his thighs touched as his calves drooped, changing into Cheryl’s lower legs.

That was when he felt a numbing tingle run down the length of his penis and his balls began to ache. Jim pulled the waist band of his boxers out and saw his testicles creeping up closer to his body. His penis pulsated and lost girth, thinning first and then shrinking back towards his pubic bone. The hair above thinned and the ones on his scrotum vanished. He could tell that his testicles were smaller and still shrinking inside the sac that was pulling higher and higher.

Jim held his breath as in a sudden motion, they were gone. His penis was less than half its usual size and still coming inward. He inhaled as it came closer and closer until just the cap was exposed. At that moment, his skin began to lift and refold itself. He felt warm in his abdomen and stomach and he sniffed the air as he felt moisture come forth lubricating his new vagina, vulva and clitoris. Sensations exploded causing him to bend and suck in air.

Cheryl’s warmth was contained but it was intense. Her zipper on her shorts began to move down, being pushed as she began to bulge outward. In a series of pulsations, her hair thickened and her skin tightened up except for a loose pouch at the bottom which had formed up. With a sudden motion that made her nauseous, two testicles popped out of her body and descended down in their new sac.

Her clitoris formed up and pushed out developing a head as it grew long and thick. The shaft formed up behind it and she was forced to drop her panties to let it grow out long and erect. It quivered as it reached its established length before it throbbed coming to life on her.

“Oh” was all she could say looking down at it. Her long legs now thickened and hardened losing any and all curve of femininity as testosterone kicked in and flowed throughout her body. Hair came in thick and dark up and down her changing legs. Her tan shorts pushed down and barely covering anything as they were stretched out and useless.

Cheryl had worn a pair of brown sandals over which she still had on her feet. The ankle strap bulged and pressed into her skin as her ankle thickened and her feet began to grow.

Cheryl’s small pale feet began to slide out wider; her heels came off the backs as the straps strained. The sides of her feet came out over and pressed against the straps before her toes and the ends of her feet grew longer. From a women’s size 7 to a men’s size 12, her toes hung off the ends as they grew longer, hairs came out along the top of her feet and toes and her nails grew thicker as the nail polish faded and vanished.

Jim was barefoot and his big hairy feet looked very out of place now on his small pale legs. His feet began to shrink down all around, his heels, sides and toes all came in. Jim’s long toes shrank down much smaller, they became smooth and his nails thinned and shifted shape before another coat of glossy red polish came onto them. He lifted his small toes as his feet still got smaller, finally putting them down against the ground once it felt like they had stopped.

The room was silent, Jim was holding his breath until he finally let a quick “Uh” escape his lips. He began to move around some “Oh…my…God” he said feeling a sense of panic and dread overwhelm him “What the hell happened to us”

Cheryl was in a daze “I did it; it worked…not quite what I had planned but it worked”

“What?” she asked out loud hearing him move and talk.

“Oh God…I’m you!” Jim said suddenly rushing around the room in his boxers and oversized t-shirt. He shot down the hall to the bathroom and a mirror.

Cheryl watched him go with fascination “That’s what I always looked like walking and talking” she thought.

“OH GOD!” Jim yelled out from the bathroom.  Cheryl began to walk toward the room now too. “Wow…this body feels so different…I’m so tall and big” she looked around, amazed at how different the room looked to her at that height. She had to stop though and get her sandals off her massive feet before she tripped over them.

Jim’s discarded shorts were lying on the ground and since she was alone, she quickly discarded her shorts and panties and put them on. Her shirt was destroyed and her bra hadn’t fared much better so she tossed them both aside and went bare chested to the bathroom.

Jim was truly distraught. He stared at his own reflection and saw a 53 year old woman looking back. Her hair done up perfectly, her face familiar to him yet so utterly not what he should be seeing looking back at him mimicking his movements.

Cheryl stopped in the door way and saw the small figure before her smooshing up his face and sneaking peaks down his shirt “I can’t be you…I’m Jim not Cheryl” he said to the reflection.

“I don’t know what to say to you” Cheryl said. She scooted into the bathroom moving Jim off to the side. “Wow” she said noticing that the top of her head was cut off in the reflection if she stood up straight.

“What are you wowing about? This is serious! We have to figure out why we just swapped bodies with each other and how we can switch back!”

“I was just surprised to see how tall I actually am now” Cheryl said as she moved her face back and forth slowly taking in the different angles.

“Kate will be home any minute now! She can’t find us like this!” Jim said.

“You’re right” Cheryl said “Give me your shirt and your boxers”

“No!” I’ll be naked!” Jim protested.

“It’s not like I don’t know what you look like ding dong” Cheryl said. “Just hurry up and strip down.

“Uh!” Jim was shocked at her tone and order.

“Come on” she said and he felt compelled to do it.

“Go get your clothes for me” he said.

“Fine”

When she came back with her clothes. He handed his out the door and closed it leaving Cheryl to put on his shirt and take off his shorts to get his boxers on while she dressed behind the door. “You have to hurry up in there” she told him.

“Whatever…” he cursed under his breath as he held up her panties. He put them on taking in how different it felt to get dressed with nothing sticking up in the front but more on the sides and in the back. He pulled her tan shorts up and buttoned them. There were a few small tears in them but it wasn’t too bad. The bra and shirt had seen better days. Jim hastily put them on, feeling the breeze come in through the various holes she had made growing into his body.

Jim opened the door a crack and saw his old body standing there, arms folded over. “Come on out” she said.

“What are we going to do?” he asked again.

Cheryl handed over her sandals to him. “You’re not going to like this, but you need to go to your house”

“I am in my house” Jim stated.

“That’s not what I meant” Cheryl said. “You’re going to have to act like me and I’m going to have to be you until we figure this out”

“No!” Jim said.

“We don’t have time to argue. If Kate comes home and sees you in torn clothes, we’re going to have a thousand more problems on our hands! Max isn’t home yet either but if he sees you…me…like this he’s going to think the worst”

Jim bent down and got his feet into the sandals but didn’t do up the ankle straps. “But if we don’t change back tonight…”

“Yeah…you’re leaving tomorrow morning for our weekend getaway” Cheryl said.

Jim’s face drained of color “No, no, no, no, no, no…I will NOT go on vacation as you with your husband!”

“You don’t have a choice” Cheryl said flatly.

“What…what do you mean?” Jim said.

“What do you think I mean? Do you think anyone would ever believe what happened to us? If you run your mouth and start claiming you’re actually a 6’4” 28 year old guy; you’re going to get locked up for life. You’d be crazy to say anything to anybody”

“But what if he…I can’t…” Jim said.

“Just let him think you’re sick or something…fake a headache or stomachache…you don’t have to be original”

“Even kissing him!” Jim protested.

“You don’t have a choice” Cheryl straightened up towering over him. They heard the car pull into the drive. “Go now! Out the front door while she comes in through the garage!”

Jim dashed down the front hall and out the front door. He turned a time or two around before shuffling across the lawn to Max and Cheryl’s house.

The front door was unlocked and he headed inside panicking “What am I going to do? I barely even know this woman…how am I going to be her?!” He kicked off the sandals and headed up the stairs, finding their bedroom on the right.

Jim took off the torn shirt and bra and started opening drawers until he found her bras. He stopped for a moment and tried to calm himself down. He looked at his naked upper half below him and in the mirror in front of him.

A slightly pudgy body looked back at him. Slight pot belly, average sized breasts that had some sag to them, a few love handles on the sides and some sag to his upper arms “I’m Cheryl” he told himself. “Think damnit, think” he scolded himself. He put on a new bra, 36C, and went to the closet where he grabbed a maroon top and put it on “What do you know about her”

Jim paced while he recounted every conversation he had with Cheryl or Max over the last few years. The good thing was that they were both teachers so if at the worst case, he could hold down her job; it was everything else that bothered him “I’m married to a dude now!”

Their luggage was out and ready for tomorrow. They were going to New York City he knew. They had reservations at a nice restaurant and tickets to a Broadway show. He opened one of the bags and blushed hard. A black dress and peep toe heels were packed along with a lacy bra and panties “Oh God” he said to himself. There was also a swimsuit and a rather low cut nightie along with more practical clothes for walking around and sightseeing. Jim shivered.

“Hey Honey did you get everything you needed?” Cheryl asked as she came out into the garage.

“Yeah…there’s three bags in the back” she said as she unlatched the baby seat and carried it into the house.

Cheryl grabbed the bags somewhat surprised as to how light and easy it was “I could really get to like this” she said to herself. She followed Kate into the house and watched her simply move around and do her thing. She emptied the bags and put everything away while he got Lily out of her seat and held her “Hey little Miss Lily” he said to her.

Kate laughed “God you sound like Mrs. Douglas next door calling her that”

“Oh, um, yeah…she stopped over…brought a onesie for Lily…it’s on the back of the couch” Cheryl said.

Kate walked over, picked it up, looked at it and shrugged.

“What do you want for dinner?” she asked.

“I don’t know” she replied honestly.

“There’s leftover pizza in the fridge and that’s all the more ambitious I am tonight” Kate said heading down the hall.

Cheryl didn’t care. She fussed over the baby all night, holding her and playing with her while Kate went around doing little things. There was some general small talk but nothing major came about of their evening. All the while, Cheryl began to get used to her new body.

She felt an urge and knew what it meant. Kate was sitting on the other end of the couch watching Netflix. Cheryl got up handed the baby to her “Where are you going?” Kate asked.

“Bathroom” was all she said in reply.

“Okay” she said to herself smirking once the door was closed “Let’s do this” She barely pulled down her shorts and pissed away “God this is awesome” she mumbled to herself pulling her shorts back up and walking out.

She came out to find Kate feeding the baby. Her shirt was pulled down and to the side as Lily worked away at Kate’s right breast. “Hey I’m hungry too” Cheryl joked.

Kate gave a weary and tired smile “You can rub my feet while she gets her dinner”

Cheryl sat at the end of the couch and Kate positioned herself so her feet were in her lap. Cheryl began to rub and massage and felt something stirring down below “Hello!” popped into her mind “I’m getting an erection from giving her a foot massage…holy fuck!”

Cheryl rubbed and squeezed working up and down Kate’s calves too. She surprised herself at how much she enjoyed feeling Kate’s soft feet and legs “I’m turned on! By a woman!” she looked away “God I wonder what this means for poor Jim next door”

Lily fell asleep and Kate passed her off to Cheryl so she could fix her clothes. Kate looked over and saw the tent in her husband’s shorts; she smiled “Still got it baby” she said laughing.

Cheryl sat back “What does this even mean? I want to see Kate naked…I want to suck on her tits and eat her out and ride her down like oh my fucking God…something deeper is happening here than just a physical change of bodies” Cheryl looked around nervously. “Obviously part of our brains switched too”

Next door, Jim went to the kitchen. He was looking around, biting his lower lip nervously when a car came into the driveway and pulled into the garage. “Shit!” he thought desperate to escape but helpless to.

“Hey Cheryl…ready for our weekend” Max said coming in with a smile.

Jim’s eyes went wide and he froze for a second seeing Max come in. Max was 56, balding but not a bad looking guy. He stood about 5’10” and Jim now found himself looking up to him. “Yeah!” he said a little too loudly. He laughed nervously “I…”

“I know…you always get nervous before we go away; always overthinking everything and making sure nothing is forgotten” Max said.

“You know me” Jim said nervously chewing on his thumb nail.

“That’s why I love you” Max told her and put his hand on her hip, giving it just a little pressure to sway Jim to the side.

Jim smiled despite himself. Max went out of the room and headed upstairs. Jim found his eyes lingering on watching him walk away and actually enjoying how it felt when he put his hand on his hip.

Jim rushed around trying to gather as much Intel as he could, hoping to put on a good face until he could get back to his own body and life “I can’t believe I’m actually walking around in Cheryl Douglas’ body” he kept telling himself “To the rest of the world, I’m a 53 year old woman!”

Jim was grateful that the real Cheryl had already packed everything, including a makeup bag that he would have to learn to use real fast.

A phone went off, a landline phone, and Jim went over and answered it “Hello” he said in his rather sweet voice.

“Hey Mom” a female voice on the other end said to him.

“Hi Ellie how are you?” he said playing along with the woman on the other end. Ellie Douglas was 25, just 3 years younger than Jim in reality but now, she was his daughter and he was her mother.

“I’m fine Mom; I just wanted to call and tell you and Dad to have a good safe trip”

“Aw, Thank You honey…we will. We’re both really looking forward to it” Jim told her.

“Well just know that I am super jealous that you got tickets to Hamilton” Ellie told her “I’m sure you’re going to love it!”

“Yes, you know I’m looking forward to it; we even have late dinner reservations for after the show”

“You nutty kids!” Ellie teased “Staying out all night partying like a bunch of hooligans!”

Jim laughed; he found it surprisingly easy to talk to Ellie in this way.

“I’m going to let you go; I’m sure you have a million things to obsess over” Ellie said “Love you Mom”

“I love you too Ellie” Jim said naturally and effortlessly.

After their good byes, Jim hung up the phone a little surprised at the feelings inside of him “That…felt…” he paused “Natural and kind of normal?” He slouched a bit and smiled before shaking his head “No! Don’t fall down the rabbit hole!”

But Jim began to move around the house more naturally as the night went on. Eventually, he knew he would have to go to bed; their flight was early in the morning and the alarm was set for 4.

Cautiously, he went up the stairs, still adjusting to how this body moved on him. Max was on his laptop finishing up some final things for work and paid little attention to him even entering the room “30 years of marriage will do that to a couple” he thought as he gathered up a fresh pair of panties and a purple nightgown before going into the bathroom and shutting the door.

Jim stood before the mirror “What do I do with this hair?” he thought. He examined it, there was quite a lot of gray in it and the way it lay and was swooped up intimidated him that he wouldn’t be able to get it right in the morning.

There was a package labeled make up wipes and he took out three of them and wiped his face clean, taking off the simple base layer that she wore and that had transferred to him in their swap. Without makeup, her eyes seemed smaller, there were a few red patches on her cheeks that she covered up and her lips seemed thinner but overall, it wasn’t a glaring change.

Jim picked up the pink toothbrush assuming it was hers since the other one was blue. With some definite hesitation, he put it in his mouth and slowly began to move it around “It’s always been in this mouth and since this mouth is mine now…so is this”

He had felt the pressure build up and feel a bit different in his abdomen telling him it was time to use this body for one of its most basic functions. He had put it off long enough. Jim sat down and finally relieved himself “That feels weird” He was still hesitant to touch certain parts on his body “Get over it” he told himself as he wiped and stood up.

He got undressed and turned on the shower. Once in, he took his time. He felt and worked his new body over getting used to the feel of it. Touching breasts and his totally different lower body did not feel sexual at all to him, it was all connected as him, and “This is me for now” he told himself. A sore pinky finger, a vague ache in his left knee were of little concern. He kept taking in his painted nails on both his hands and feet, getting used to them slowly.

Jim got out and combed his hair, finding it sat like that pretty naturally. It was flatter now but the part was imbedded. He put on the panties and nightgown and summoning up his strength, he climbed into bed next to Max.

They chatted a bit about the schedule in the morning and Jim told him that Ellie had called. The light got switched off and Jim’s eyes popped wide open as Max spooned up behind him and draped his arm over her hip and thigh. Max was soon snoring, but Jim lay awake for two hours before exhaustion overtook him.

Next door, Lily had drifted into a deep sleep “We should go to bed since she’s out” Cheryl told Kate.

He put Lily in her crib and they tiptoed around mostly whispering as they got ready for bed. Cheryl definitely had less hang ups about using Jim’s body and was getting more and more comfortable with it and in it.

Stripped down to his boxers, she climbed in bed and waited for Kate to join her. What maybe was intended as a quick kiss from Kate was made into something more lingering by Cheryl. The taste of Kate’s lips excited her more than she thought it ever would and she didn’t want it to end so fast.

“Don’t get too frisky over there” Kate teased. She was smiling when she said it and went back in for a longer kiss herself.

Cheryl playfully squeezed Kate’s ass as she turned her back to her and cuddled in for the night.

The alarm startled Jim like nothing else in the world. He popped up, felt weight on his chest swaying and could tell he was somewhere unfamiliar in so many ways

“Oh” he said hearing his voice anew.

Max was already moving and flipping on lights as he headed to the bathroom. “What the…?” Jim thought looking at the man moving around him and then looking down at his soft cleavage in his purple nightie, his creamy thighs poking out from the bottom with the rest of his legs still under the covers.

Swinging his soft and smooth legs out, catching a glimpse of his red painted toes and having to hop out of bed for his tiny feet to reach the floor all reminded him of his situation.

His back and knees were creaky as he got moving “You’re in a body that’s 25 years older than you’re used to”

“Let’s try this” he told himself as he went into the bathroom. A momentary shock awaited him as Max was naked and just stepping into the shower but he held his breath and his cool. Jim reassessed his face and body in the mirror as he brushed his teeth “I can do this” he told himself as he began to pick at and lift up his hair. Just letting it happen was working for him as it really came together. He would spray a bit then pick and comb it until he got it looking like he thought it should. Next, Jim started in on his makeup.

A little eyeliner and lash enhancer went on with a surprisingly steady hand. He put some base concealer on his cheeks before lip liner and lipstick went on.

Back into the room, he put on black shorts “Mom shorts” he thought as he saw the slight poof in the front and a white and black patterned blouse before a pair of black sandals went on his small and dainty feet.

“That was…easier than I thought it would be…strange” Jim thought as Max got dressed behind him and they were out the door.

Handing over an ID that said Cheryl Marie Douglas to TSA and walking barefoot through the x-ray was a bit worrisome but it went fine; they stopped for breakfast in the airport as they waited for their flight.

Max offered Jim the window seat on the plane and he took him up on it and he held his hand throughout the flight.

Landing at JFK, they caught a cab to their hotel to drop off their luggage before heading out for a day of sightseeing. It was when they went back to the room that Jim’s stomach began to twist.

His feet hurt from walking all day but they had plenty of time to relax before the show. Max took a nap but Jim mostly just rubbed his feet and calves and tried to relax with the TV on.

Sipping on ice water, Jim got up and went to get ready. He redid his hair and makeup, taking extra care in both. A new layer of deodorant and perfume went on before she found her lacy black bra and underwear. He put on the little black dress that had been packed for this occasion. It came to his knees and was as tight as it could be for his body.

He pulled out the pair of shiny, peep toed black heels.

“You look stunning” Max told him.

Jim blushed and dipped his chin “Stop…you’re just saying that”

“No I’m not” Max assured her. “You are beautiful; more beautiful now than ever” He came over and kissed his wife gently on the cheek. Jim thought he’d be stunned, but he wasn’t.

He sat on the edge of the bed and worked his feet into the heels. He stood confidently in the heels and like the make-up and hair, just let it happen that he could walk in them convincingly. He took Max by the arm as they left the room and went to the lobby for their taxi.

“More legroom in this body” Jim thought as he crossed his legs once in his seat at the theatre.

“That show was awesome; it actually lived up to the hype” Jim said as Max escorted him out of the theatre. Their reservations were at a restaurant closer to their hotel, so it was another cab ride to dinner.

Jim was seated first, his chair pulled out for him by the waiter at their table. He tugged at his skirt hem to keep it down as he settled in. Usually a steak man, Jim ordered the fish; it just appealed to him more. “Must come with the body…know your new taste buds” he reminded himself as their bottle of white wine arrived.

Jim was also used to drinking as a 220lb man, not a 150lb woman. 3 glasses of wine during dinner made him giggly. Max was enjoying seeing his wife loosen up so the wine kept coming.

2 more glasses of wine made Jim take off his heels once they were outside the restaurant waiting for their cab to the hotel. “Whoa” she said steadying herself but still laughing about everything.

Back in their room, Max had champagne delivered to be waiting for them when they got back. “My head is going to be pounding tomorrow!” Jim told Max as he poured them each a glass.

As he drank, the room swirled slightly and his vision began to blur but Jim didn’t mind all that much. He kicked his heels away from the chair as Max excused himself to the bathroom for a moment. With him out of the room, he unzipped his dress and lifted it off over his head. He also took off the bra and panties and quickly slipped the black nightie on. It was cut much, much higher than the dress and he could tell the bottom of his ass cheeks were exposed as the bottom hem didn’t cover any of his thighs.

The door opened and he saw Max smile mischievously at him.

Jim was internally conflicted, there was definitely a part of his brain that was affected and controlling him to make him seem natural as Cheryl. It was why he could do his hair and makeup and walk in heels, but there was also the Jim part of his brain who now realized he was dressed in a seductive nightie for a man.

“I’m sure Cheryl is playing her part with Kate…I know I have to do this” he looked over and saw the bulge in the front of Max’s pants. “Maybe if I just give him a hand job, I can get out of here” Jim thought.

“I had such a wonderful time tonight dear” Jim told Max, his manicured hands going down and unzipping the front of his pants. “The show, the dinner, the wine…”

“I love you just as much today as the day we got married” Max told his wife as he stroked her shoulders.

Jim’s heart jumped a bit when Max put his hands against his sides and worked them up and down, swaying her hips again.

“I love it when you do that” Jim said before realizing the words and feeling was out of his mouth. He giggled and Max thought it was from joy instead of embarrassment. “Where did that come from?” he thought.

Jim shook his head and got Max’s penis out of the pants and boxers. He began to coax it out and play with it. Max responded by moving his hands back and giving Jim’s plump ass a squeeze. His warm hands felt good there too and Jim was feeling something unexpected as his hands moved up and down Max’s shaft. Jim was turned on.

He felt extra saliva rush into his mouth and a warmth spread throughout his body. His throat felt tight and his forehead warm, just like when he was getting excited with Kate. Jim was now feeling that exact same way with Max.

His next move really surprised him as Jim smiled and dropped to his knees and put his mouth on Max’s penis.

“Oh God!” Jim thought “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” the thought screamed through his head but yet, it felt right and it felt good having him in his mouth like this; he couldn’t stop.

Max’s head went back enjoying himself.

“This is as far as I go, this is as much as I can do” Jim thought but in the next instant, he stood back up and said “I want you inside me. Please fuck me Max!” Max smiled.

Jim’s brain popped “What did I just say! What am I doing?! You can’t do this! You’re going to let a man fuck you!” as the next thoughts came in “In your vagina…your husband is going to make love to you…it’s…”

Jim made his way to the bed, lifting up the nightie as he slid back with Max close behind, his pants and boxers now off.

Jim’s heart was pounding; his head was pounding “You’re Jim Miller, You’re married to Ka…Max! You’re Cheryl Douglas and you’re married to Max!”

“I want you so much!” Jim said. He spread his legs open, knew he was ready and as Max came up close and kissed his neck as he entered in, Cheryl gasped out “Oh God!”

It felt so good. Max pounding away making her whole body moan out in pleasure. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her feet up only to eventually wrap them around his mid-section to hold him closer as he fucked her. Her hand went down and began to rub, helping get her to where she needed to be “Oh yeah…oh God…oh yeah…oh God…don’t stop Max, please don’t stop yet” Cheryl panted out. She licked her lips and bit her lower lip as she felt sweat break out an instant before she came.

Cheryl’s body tensed, her muscles tightened all over as the explosion of pleasure rocketed out from between her legs throughout her body in the most intense experience of her life. She could feel her vaginal muscles tighten, clamping down on Max as he thrust a few more times. Then he stiffened and she felt a warmth explode inside of her and she couldn’t help but smile. “I love you” she told her husband.

“I love you too Cheryl” Max told her.

A few states away, Jim Miller sat up in bed. He had been asleep but now he sat up thinking “He did it. He’s me from now on…there’s no going back”

He knew all along that the change was permanent but something told him that the romantic trip to New York had worked and the original Jim Miller was now thoroughly Cheryl Douglas from now on.

Jim snuggled up closer to his wife and fell back to sleep.

Cheryl had let the next two day simply happen to her. She enjoyed her time in New York and even the plane ride home; it was when she saw her old self again that was worrying her.

Max and Cheryl pulled into the drive and while Max unpacked the luggage, Cheryl said “I’m going to go next door and get our mail from the Millers”

Wearing her Mom jeans, black flats and another in her inventory of floral print blouses, Cheryl knocked on the front door.

“Hello” Jim said looking down on her.

Cheryl was a bit taken aback by the size of her former self “Was I really that big?” flashed in her mind “I don’t see how I ever was that size” “Hello” she said simply.

“How was New York? Did you rekindle the spark in your marriage?” Jim teased her.

Cheryl blushed “That would be none of your business young man” she said playing along but with some tenseness in her voice.

Jim folded his arms over his chest.

“Are Kate and Lily home?” Cheryl asked.

“No, they’re out at the moment” Jim responded.

“Good; then we can talk freely then” Cheryl said.

“Say whatever you like…” Jim said with a shrug.

“Look” Cheryl started out “I don’t know if I’ll ever know what actually happened between us. I don’t understand it but I’m getting a sense that somehow you do know”

Jim laughed sarcastically and shook his head again.

“I know I’m Jim and you’re Cheryl but I have to agree with what you said the other night: If I start telling people what happened to us; I’ll get locked up”

“Look at you” Jim said simply. “Look at yourself in a mirror; look at your clothes, listen to your voice, look at how you walk, look at your red painted fingernails; you, are, Cheryl”

Cheryl pursed her lips and took in a quick but deep breath.

“There’s no going back” Jim said simply. “This is permanent”

Cheryl looked her old body up and down, feeling his contempt for her.

“There was never a way back out once it started” Jim told her “This is a one way street. You’re Cheryl from now on”

Cheryl felt oddly calm after being told that “I understand”

Silence fell between them; Jim glared down at his former body “Take the hint” ran through his mind.

“Is that our mail?” Cheryl said pointing to a few bills and a magazine on the table next to her.

“Yes” Jim said simply as Cheryl picked it up and fingered through it mindlessly.

“So” Cheryl said and Jim merely raised his eyebrows. “I guess I’ll, um, head home then”

“Yes, you should. I’m sure you’re tired” Jim told his former body as he thought “I can’t believe I was ever that small. There’s no way I was ever comfortable at that little size, let alone living without a penis. How did I ever stand periods and childbirth in that body?”

Cheryl simply turned and opened the door. She could feel Jim moving up behind her and he closed the door behind her once she stepped outside “Take care” he said as he did.

Cheryl sighed and slouched “I’m Cheryl” she told herself. She put her arms out in front of her slightly and looked at her chest as well, letting her eyes train down the front of her jeans to her little size 7 shoes. She put one foot in front of the other and walked home.

As soon as she got inside, her phone went off; it was Ellie. “Hello dear” she said to her daughter.

“Hey Mom! Are you home?” Ellie said extra excitement in her voice.

“Yes we are; your father and I got home about 15 minutes ago”

“Good, I’m coming over, I’ll see you in a few minutes” Ellie said.

“Okay, is everything alright?”

“Yes…see you in a few” Ellie said.

Cheryl went upstairs “Ellie’s on her way over and she sounds excited about something” Cheryl told her husband.

“Maybe she found a new job” Max said. “She’s been wanting out”

Ellie’s car came in while they were sorting out their clothes. Rushing in with a big smile on her face, Ellie ran to her parents “Mom! Dad! Brad asked me to marry him!” she flashed her hand out with a big diamond engagement ring “We’re engaged!”

“Oh Honey!” Cheryl said ecstatic. “We’re so happy for you!” she rushed over and they hugged.

“And yes, we’ve already talked about starting a family. Brad wants to start right away, he can’t wait to have kids!”

Cheryl felt her heart kick up a gear “Grandbabies!” she screamed in joy. “I couldn’t be happier!”