“You look tired Ann” Casey Kline said as she passed her co-worker in the break room.

“Oh” Ann said perking up and smiling “I had the weirdest dream last night; after I woke up from it I just couldn’t get my mind off of it…I couldn’t fall back to sleep” Ann Thomas replied rubbing her hands up and down her legs.

Casey smirked “I had a weird dream last night too”

“Couldn’t have been as weird as mine was…even though, you were in mine” Ann laughed.

Casey stopped after having poured her cup of coffee, she let out a half snort half chuckle “You were in mine too”

Ann’s jaw dropped “No Way!” she shook her head smiling “That is way too funny!”

Casey sat down across from Ann “So, if you don’t mind me asking; what was I doing in your dream?”

“I’ll answer if you tell me what I was doing in yours?” Ann replied.

“I asked you first” Casey said crossing her legs.

“Well” Ann said. She blushed and looked down at her coffee mug “This is going to sound so strange but…” she looked back up and into Casey’s eyes “In my dream; we changed places”

“What?” Casey said feeling warm. A strange tickle ran up her spine.

“I know it sounds so weird but the two us switched bodies and then we switched lives; I was you and you were me” Ann said

Casey went white.

“What’s the matter?” Ann said “You don’t look so…”

“I had the same dream” Casey said in a low and flat voice.

“What?!” Ann exclaimed.

“I know that’s why I was so shocked” Casey said. She licked her lips and continued “I dreamt the same thing. We switched bodies and then we had to swap our clothes with each other and then I went to your desk…”

“And I went to yours” Ann finished.

“I went home in your car to your husband and kids” Casey said.

“What was I wearing?” Ann asked. “What of mine did you change into?”

“You were wearing your green top, black skirt and black flats” Casey said and I was wearing…”

“A tan skirt, black top and black heels” Ann finished, her mouth dropping open in shock.

Casey’s face was a matching expression of amazement.

“Did we have the same dream?” Ann asked.

“Apparently so…” Casey agreed “Did you have to say something to switch in your dream?”

Ann nodded “There were five words; they were long but I remember them. We held hands…”

“Oh My God!” Casey said “I can’t believe this?! This is crazy! I held your hands and said five words too!”

“I don’t know what to say” Ann said “This is something”

“Yeah…Wow…” Casey said. A silence fell between them.

“I was, uh, I was going to wear that outfit today but I decided not to…” Casey said.

“So was I…” Ann replied.

Casey stood up “I’ll talk to you later” she said.

“Yeah…see ya” Ann replied.

Casey walked out of the break room unnerved. As she headed to her office, she passed Ann’s desk “What if I sat there?” she thought.

She slowed down and looked at the desk, the pictures on the wall…just the handwriting on her notepad “What if I really were Ann?”

She kept going until she reached her own desk.

Ann watched her walk away “What if she turns in at my desk?” she thought “What If I walked like her?” She saw her go down her aisle and then turn “What if I really were Casey?”

Ann stood up “Why would she want to be me?” she thought. They were about the same age, just a few months separated them but Casey’s life would be the better of the two if you were to ask either of them honestly.

Casey Kline was 34, 5’8” 125lbs with long brown hair and big brown eyes. Ann knew she wore contacts; some days she wore a pair of black frames whereas Ann always wore glasses over her somewhat narrow blue eyes.

Ann’s short hair was dyed black, she preferred it over own mousy brown that was already showing a few grays. She was only about 5’2” and weighed closer to 160lbs. She was married with two kids but she also had a stepson from her husband’s first marriage while Casey was single; boyfriend sure, but not married and definitely no kids.

Then there was the fact that Casey was a supervisor while Ann was just an hourly drone. Casey wasn’t her supervisor although she wished she was; her supervisor was the meanest one in the place, an old woman named Eileen.

As much as Casey tried to concentrate on her work; she was finding it impossible. She couldn’t get her conversation with Ann or her dream out of her mind. Every few minutes, something would make her think about it, her mind driving it to the forefront no matter what she did.

Every time she thought about becoming Ann, she felt warm. A warmth would rise up her neck and settle in; her heart would increase, her arms would tingle and get numb and saliva would rush to her mouth.

Ann for her part was also thinking about becoming Casey most of the time as her morning dragged out.

She was chewing on the end of her pen, staring off when she heard “What are you doing? Get to work!”

Ann snapped to attention “I’m so sorry Eileen, my mind just wandered off” she giggled nervously.

“Well don’t” Eileen said “Pay attention to your work, you screw up enough when your mind is focused” She dropped off a few bundles of payments in Ann’s inbox shaking her head.

After she had left, Ann thought “She wouldn’t talk to me like that if I were Casey; or even if Casey were me” she smiled. “Casey wouldn’t put up with Eileen’s bullshit; she could stand up for me if she were in my body; even if it’s only for a day”

Ann was already eating in the lunchroom when Casey came in. Casey blushed and felt nervous just seeing her sitting there. She came over cautiously and peaked around her back “Hi” she said.

“Casey!” Ann said waving at her to sit down.

As Casey pulled out her chair and got situated, Ann blushed as she looked her up and down trying not to stare but she couldn’t help imagining if every part of that body were suddenly hers.

Ann giggled nervously but she was as nervous as she had ever been.

“I can’t stop thinking about our dream last night” Casey said and Ann loved the words she used focusing on ‘our dream’

“I know” Ann agreed “It’s so weird; I still can’t believe we both dreamed the same thing…it felt so real too”

“It really did” Casey said. They both got quiet for a moment before she added in “Do you think anyone would notice if we swapped shoes for the rest of the day?”

Ann gasped “What?” but her mind took off in ecstasy, her heart beating faster in her chest at the prospect of actually having something of Casey’s on her body.

Casey looked expectantly at Ann.

“Let’s do it” Ann said sliding her chair back a bit and slipping her feet out of her tan flats “I wear an 8” she said.

“I know” Casey replied before wondering why she said that “So do I, that’s why I thought we could get away with it so easily”

Casey was wearing a pair of nude heels and while Ann rarely wore heels, she didn’t think many people in the office would be looking at her feet.

It wouldn’t be a jarring change since both women had on tan. Casey wore a tan skirt and white blouse while Ann wore tan slacks and a blue top.

As they scooted back, they both glimpsed the other’s feet really for the first time. Ann marveled at Casey’s: Her feet would be considered beautiful and she actually became a bit ashamed of her own feet but Casey didn’t seem turned off at all. Casey looked at Ann’s feet with a fascinated slight grin on her face.

Ann’s feet were wider than Casey’s; her toes were shorter than hers, no nail polish resided on her nails and there were spots of rough skin that resided along the sides and heels but something about them intrigued her deeply. A deep set thought came to her “Those should be my feet; I know them, I can feel them”

Casey’s feet were narrow, elegant, and delicate even opposed to Ann’s. Her long toes topped off with shiny black polish, no signs of callouses or even rough heel skin to Ann’s eyes “What I wouldn’t do to have even just her feet as my own”

Casey relaxed noticeably as she slid her feet into Ann’s shoes. Her shoulders, which she hadn’t even realized had been held up tight, relaxed and eased down. A smile crossed her lips as she wiggled her toes around in the roomy shoes. Smile turned more to smirk as she found the toe divots and played around with them.

“I feel so glamourous” Ann said looking down at her own feet in the nude heels “I’m afraid I’m going to ruin them with my wide feet” Her feet did look a bit crammed in but she thought it felt awesome.

Ann stood up and so did Casey “Oh” Casey laughed and covered her mouth “You’re taller now”

“No; you’re shorter now” Ann teased “First step of becoming me is getting shorter if not necessarily smaller” she touched her stomach.

In heels, Casey had been 5’11” but now at her regular height of 5’8” and Ann raised up to 5’5” she put her hands on Ann’s shoulders.

Eileen walked past not looking up “She’s such a bitch to work for” Ann said.

“I can only imagine” Casey whispered.

“Care to take care of that for me?” Ann asked raising an eyebrow and giggling.

“Maybe” Casey said.

Walking in another woman’s shoes made Casey feel so alive, it stung. Her stomach was flipping as her flats hit the ground and she strode back to her office “Why is this so fascinating?” she asked herself as she sat down. She crossed her legs and imagined having Ann’s legs “What would they look like sitting like this” she thought closing her eyes and seeing it.

Casey’s eyes popped open; she half expected to see Ann’s fuller legs already there but saw her own instead. She shook her head and tried to concentrate on her work.

Ann strode back to her desk more confidently than she had ever walked anywhere in her life “I guess it’s true; a good pair of shoes makes you feel better” But part of her confidence lay in thinking that maybe soon, maybe even tomorrow, Eileen would no longer be her problem. The dream of that was enough to carry her to her cubicle.

Ann looked at the pictures of her family and felt oddly distant from them “Casey can have all that too” she thought “But why would she want it?”

No matter how many times they thought about it through the day, their stomachs still fluttered and heat still rose up every single time they pictured their dream or the other one.

With about 5 minutes left in the day, Casey made her way to Ann’s cubicle. She didn’t want to be loud or raise suspicions so she simply smiled and slipped her feet out of the tan flats and used her right foot to push them closer to Ann.

Ann had to bend to pop her heels out of Casey’s heels but Casey was right there to slide her own feet in quickly. She still felt the warmth of Ann’s feet having been in them.

Ann also put her feet back into her own shoes smiling as her toes hit the familiar grooves and still felt warm from Casey.

“Today was fun” Casey said softly with genuine sincerity in her eyes.

“Yeah, it was” Ann replied.

They walked out together, Casey headed to her year old Audi while Ann went to her 7 year old Dodge minivan. “If only” she thought watching the Audi pull out.

While Casey went home to her small house where she had dinner and watched Netflix while she checked various social media accounts on her phone, Ann’s home life was nowhere near as neat and tidy.

She came home to find that her 16 year old stepson Sean hadn’t mowed the grass or taken out the trash, in fact, he hadn’t even showed up which meant that her 11 year old son Corey and her 9 year old daughter Courtney had been home alone again.

Her husband William worked in a machine shop and was on second shift this week so it was all up to Ann. She had hoped Sean would help out, he did have his driver’s license but he tended to hate and resent her since his Dad had left his Mom for Ann.

Corey had a soccer game and Courtney had soccer practice on a different field at the same time, which was only 20 minutes from now. Neither kid was dressed or ready.

By the time soccer was over, darkness was coming on and nobody had ate since lunch so it was a swing through the McDonald’s drive thru for dinner.

Once home, Ann got the kids into showers, then helped them finish their homework, then she packed their lunches and got their bags ready for school. A load of laundry was still in the dryer since that morning, dishes were piled up in the sink, at least one piece of mail had been stamped Final Notice and the cat had thrown up a hairball in the living room hours earlier that no one had cleaned up.

“Of course Casey would want all this glamour” she thought to herself but imagining herself as Casey helped her get through all the chores she had to finish just to get to bed that night.

Casey was wearing the black top, tan skirt and black heels, she rounded the corner and saw Ann ahead of her by the door of the conference room wearing the green blouse, black skirt and black heels. They went inside and smiling took each other’s hands and spoke 5 words that rang out in Casey’s mind so clear she could have plucked them from the air between them. Then slowly, ever so slowly, she watched as Ann turned into her.

She found herself looking up into Ann’s face watching her body get slimmer before she looked down at her own body and laughing with delight at getting Ann’s chubby stomach.

Casey’s eyes popped wide open and she lay perfectly still reading the bright red numbers on the clock in front of her, 2:37. She held her breath, it felt as if someone was in bed with her, she could sense weight and breathing “William!” sprang to her mind and she turned over to find an empty other side of her bed.

“Oh My God” she whispered to herself, alone in the dark of her bedroom “I dreamt it again”

Across town, Ann’s eyes shot open to read 2:37 on the clock on her nightstand. The numbers were green and that threw her since she had been using the same alarm for 10 years and its numbers were red. She blinked thinking she was alone in bed but in the dark she brought her hand up and could have sworn for a second that she saw black nail polish on her fingers but with another blink all she saw was her own plain hand inches away from her eyes. She now heard William’s snoring coming from next to her “Oh My God” she whispered to herself “I dreamt it again”

Ann’s mind raced as she replayed the vivid dream over and over. “It felt so real…I could feel myself changing into her this time” she thought with a dizzy sense of glee. “I could feel my legs stretching out into hers” she closed her eyes still able to picture her calves stretching out and thinning as they changed.

In another hour, Ann finally drifted back to sleep only to find herself sitting at Casey’s desk, wearing her clothes, typing with her long polished fingers. She saw herself getting into the Audi. She woke back up to the alarm clock’s blare of 6:00

Ann slept walked through getting all the kids out the door to school. All she wanted to do was get to work; she had to talk to Casey.

Casey was just settling behind the wheel of her Dodge Caravan when her alarm clock woke her up so rudely. Her mouth was watering.

As she got ready, every time she closed her eyes, she saw Ann. She half expected to see her face in her mirror as she brushed her teeth “Maybe I will see that face from a mirror” she thought. The thought thrilled her more than she would have ever thought possible “Even just a day as her” she thought, shivering from the chills that ran up and down her spine.

Casey pulled into her parking spot and saw Ann’s gray Caravan a few rows over. She smiled and swallowed hard, she hadn’t been this nervous in years.

She made sure she went past Ann’s cubicle; it was empty but she thought “It has to be mine” as she headed to the break room.

Casey’s head swirled; she really thought she would faint when she saw Ann sitting there in her green top, black skirt and black flats; just like she had been wearing in the dream. The wide smile on Ann’s face upon seeing Casey confirmed it.

Casey’s black heels clacked at the linoleum, her tan skirt swished as her black top hugged her curves as she closed the gap between them. “You dreamt it again too didn’t you?” Ann said incredulous.

Casey nodded “This is a sign” she said.

“I know” Ann agreed as she slowly stood up, her coffee forgotten “I know it’ll work too. The words were so clear to me last night”

“Me too” Casey said nodding vigorously “Me too”

“I saw it; I could feel it!” Ann added.

“This isn’t normal. It has to be telling us to do this” Casey said.

“So” Ann said unable to contain a wide smile “Do you want to switch bodies with me?”

Suddenly, Casey’s stomach rolled at hearing the words come out of Ann’s mouth.

“Do you want to switch lives with me?” Ann added.

The dream had been very specific; it wasn’t just bodies they were switching: It was their lives. For all intents and purposes from the moment she said yes, Casey would cease to be Casey Elizabeth Kline for all time and becoming Ann Yvette Thomas.

Casey nodded and with her entire body going numb, she said “Yes”

Ann sprang into her arms and hugged her “This is going to be so awesome!” she said.

The reality of what she had just said rolled over Casey like a tidal wave on the ocean “You just gave your life away to become someone else entirely” thundered in her mind “There’s no going back; you just accepted for your life to be Ann’s for now and forever. Your body, your education, your status, your boyfriend, your job, your home, your car, your family; did you get an upgrade on any of them?”

Casey struggled to find her voice only to find that it had left her along with her courage.

Ann was hurrying out of the breakroom and heading for the conference rooms, just like in the dream, Casey was following. She rounded the corner and saw her standing by the door of an open conference room wavering her down the hall to her”

Casey followed on legs that felt like lead and yet allowed her to seemingly float to the room at the same time. The next thing she knew, the door was closing behind her and the shades were coming down giving them privacy.

“Everything’s just like the dream” Casey said “I saw us in here last night; this is where we switch…when we walk out of here, I’ll be you and you’ll be me”

“I know” Ann was nearly jumping up and down “Isn’t is going to be great!”

Casey’s mind flipped again; the deep compulsion she felt from the dream took over; she needed to know what it felt like to be Ann; she simply had to switch with her “I can’t believe we’re even talking about this, let alone about to actually do it” Casey said.

“I know it’s a massive thing to do, but it’s going to feel so incredible to be somebody else” Ann said.

Casey looked at Ann’s plain face and dyed hair, her small breasts and chubby stomach, down her full round legs all the way to her wide feet “I have the chance to experience life as somebody else” Casey said. “I have to do this…I want to do this” she admitted.

“You have no idea how excited I am” Ann said.

“Actually part of me does…do already get the feeling we’re connected?” Casey asked.

Ann smiled as Casey continued “Last night when I woke up, I was so sure I was already you, I thought I heard my husband sleeping next to me and I was upset and thought ‘NO! I missed it”

“I was sure I was alone when I woke up” Ann said “By the way; what color is the alarm clock in your room?”

“Green why?” Casey said.

“Because mine is red but when I first woke up, I saw the numbers displayed out in green” Ann replied.

Casey’s heart skipped a beat as she remembered seeing red when she woke up.

“We’re really going to do this” Ann thought breathlessly “This is actually going to happen. I’m about to become Casey Kline and she’s going to become me. Another woman is going to physically change and turn into me and then she’ll have my life and I’ll have hers”

Casey stepped further into the room and Ann backpedaled to give her space to come in. “You know the words right?” Ann asked as she now came up directly in front of Casey.

Casey nodded, a sharp felling ran up the back of her neck to the base of her skull, her ears were burning “I don’t know if I could spell them but I know I can say them” she said.

Ann’s heart was pounding “Thank you for doing this” she said softly and sincerely “You have no idea how much this means to me”

Casey nodded and smiled. She examined the face before her thinking “Soon that face will be mine and I’ll be the shorter one of the two of us. You’ll be looking down into my round face, smiling my smile…” she was interrupted in her thought as Ann put her hands out. Casey clasped them in her own and held them tightly as they looked into each other’s eyes and began to speak.

They spoke the first word in perfect tandem. Casey felt short of breath while Ann’s stomach rose up.

The second word came out almost trance like in a monotone from both of them. Casey felt her stomach knot up, heat pulsated from her core.

The third word should have been unpronounceable; in the dream neither of them ever fully understood it but they said it cleanly together. The knowledge from the dream had implanted the words deep inside of both of them; they knew that they were the key to getting the magic to work. Ann’s cheeks twitched and her lower abdomen throbbed.

The words kept coming; the fourth was out and Casey felt like her tongue was swelling.

A pulling sensation centered on both of them as the fifth and final word was pronounced followed by both of them shuddering from head to toe. Casey’s dropped her hands as wave of conflicting feelings washed over her. At that moment, her life as Casey ended and her life as Ann began.

Ann stared straight ahead, jarred and frozen. She felt different already like a weight had come off her shoulders.

“What did we just do?” Casey said softly looking down into Ann’s face.

Ann blinked and licked her lips slowly and inhaled deeply. She followed that up by exhaling a quick dismissive shot of air from her nose as she smiled “God I feel better already”

Casey looked around the room, her head was swimming, tension was rising inside of her, Eileen’s face rose up before her before she looked back to Ann. Casey’s throat seemed to close up with fire running up and down, she tried to swallow but found her mouth dry as a bone. “I don’t feel better” Casey thought “I don’t feel better at all. What did I just do?”

At a new sensation running through her, moisture now flooded forward in her mouth like what she had woken up to in the morning thinking about this. She was breathing rapidly as her body began to tingle. Her blouse and skirt were beginning to feel tight at her waist and she knew her body was beginning to change. It wasn’t hers anymore, she was just wearing it until she could get to her real body, her true form which she saw standing just in front of her.

Ann slipped her glasses off and handed them over “I don’t need those anymore”

“I didn’t wear my contacts today and my glasses are in my purse” Casey seemed to apologize “I hope you’re not mad”

Ann smiled and waved her off “I can see well enough, don’t upset yourself” she replied.

Both of their mouths dropped open at the reversal of their personalities already beginning. Casey frankly couldn’t even remember being as assertive as Ann was going to become and Ann’s days as a doormat were done. Casey on the other hand…

Casey put them on the conference table next to her, not needing them just yet. A tightness filled her chest though at the thought of wearing them from now on.

Ann rose up on her tip toes, her black flats popping off her heels as she lifted herself up. Casey had on 3” heels and was still standing tall but her shoes were getting tight.

Casey slouched down, she pulled her shoulders in closer and tighter trying to make herself smaller already “I shouldn’t be this tall” she thought “I don’t like being this high up; this noticeable anymore”

Casey shuffled her feet and brought her heel out of her shoe a little tougher than it had gone in that morning. Her heel looked rougher, white marks stood out against the pink flesh, slipping her toes out and knowing they would never fit those heels right again, Casey put her right foot flat on the ground.

She wiggled her long toes as her feet widened. She popped her left foot out and kicked her shoes aside bringing her feet and ankles together.

Her wider feet pulsated as her toes shrank back and changed shape. Her shiny black toenail polish faded and left behind stubby plain nails in its wake. Casey now had Ann’s feet.

She looked down at her very plain feet: There was no going back.

Ann lowered herself down, her feet felt loose in her flats before she easily took them out, already narrower and softer. Her rough heels were gone “Forever I hope” she thought as they both watched her toes elongate and slim down. Her plain nails lifted up curling slightly rounder before darkening with shiny black polish “It’s happening” Ann said astonished “This is real isn’t it? This isn’t the dream?”

Casey shook her head “This isn’t a dream; for as real as those dreams felt; this feels so much more intense, this is real”

Ann knew it was, she already knew everything was different. Her rightful body was finally coming to her and there was no stopping it once the words had been spoken to evoke the process. With her feet set, she felt her legs stretch just like in her dream. “I’m growing aren’t I? I’m actually getting taller at 34 years old!”

Ann’s height increased as her legs lengthened. They were also slimming and trimming up, becoming shapelier in the process as well. Her skin looked fresher as her skirt rose up over her knees, even as her knees changed shape. The slight puffiness around them vanished and they looked bonier now.

Several inches taller already, Ann was tempted to slip on the heels and rise up even higher “But then it might look like I’m showing off in front of Ann” she thought. She caught herself off guard at the name that had popped into her head “She really is Ann isn’t she?” she thought additionally.

Casey looked over at Ann who was growing taller before her eyes “She deserves to be taller; she deserves my body and my life” she thought as she began to shrink.

Casey’s ankles puffed out as her calves shrank down shorter and thicker. Her tan skirt dipped down lower on her legs as her knees gained a puffy contour to them. Her thighs popped outward, gaining weight and turning rounder and fuller.

Casey noticed how tight her skirt was getting on her. She squirmed a bit as her thighs came together beneath her skirt and rubbed “Um, do you think we should start switching clothes…this is getting pretty tight over here” he said as she ran her hand across her waistband.

Ann was feeling the incredible sensation of her own thighs coming apart and separating underneath her own skirt. “Miracle weight loss program” she joked as she ran a hand up under her skirt to touch her inner thigh. Her legs were still growing longer and thinner while retaining a feminine roundness to them.

Their heights had evened out with the swapping of their legs, something that both of them noticed.

“Oh!” Casey said a bit startled by Ann’s new height. Seeing her at an equal size just made Casey’s shoulders prickle and ache.

Ann smiled “Feels good coming up like this” she readjusted her feet, setting them slightly further apart as she reached behind her back and undid the zipper of her skirt and letting it fall so easily to the floor.

“Ah! They’re just like what I pictured them looking like in my dream” she said running her hands up and down her smooth thighs and bringing her legs together tightly. “They’re so awesome!” Ann said pointing her toe and putting her right leg out in front of her followed by the left as she posed for herself.

Although Casey knew those legs intimately, seeing them as someone else’s legs for the first time had a profound effect on her. She knew her own legs didn’t look like that and never would “I’m too short and chubby to have legs like that even though they were mine. I had those legs up to a few seconds ago but now that they’re gone, it’s like they were never mine to begin with” she said slightly marveled at her circumstance.

“I know” Ann said. “The magic that’s changing us…it’s so deep…so intense”

“Can you help me with my zipper, it sticks sometimes” Casey asked turning her back to Ann.

Ann saw how tight the garment had gotten on Casey’s thicker legs which made her smile “Those aren’t my legs anymore; they’re yours” she thought.

Ann grabbed the zipper between her right thumb and forefinger while she put her left hand on Casey’s hip to steady herself. As she did, she felt Casey’s hip move under her hand. She felt it pop out and wobble with expanded flesh. She felt her bone structure shift and widen under her hand.

The zipper was tough but gave way soon enough. The sight she saw made Ann smile in spite of herself.

As the zipper came down, Casey’s ass grew out. Ann watched the full display of Casey’s tight and firm buttocks growing wider, larger and flabbier. She saw the toned skin suddenly pucker and pock mark up with dimples of cellulite. Excess flesh escaped out from the leg bands of her nude colored panties, stretching them out to capacity and beyond.

Ann pulled the skirt down exposing Casey’s now chunky thighs also dimpled along the backs with her cellulite, her widening hips and her expanding ass cheeks, all of which she knew all too well.

“I’ve never had a few of my own ass like the one I have now” she said as Casey’s tan skirt hit the floor and she sidestepped to get out of it.

Casey smiled politely, suddenly extremely self-conscious about how her body looked in front of another woman who obviously had a better body than her own. She shuffled her feet and turned back around to face Ann who with that last little boost to their legs, now stood just ever so slightly taller than Casey.

Ann stood in her panties which were now loose around her legs and waist as her body continued changing. Her hips, which had now never carried children, narrowed and slimmed. The skin tightened and now matched the skin of her legs “I feel stronger…my legs just feel stronger” she said.

With a wiggle of her hip and shoulder, Ann craned her head around to get a look behind her. Jutting her hip as much as she could, she could see the flesh tense and smooth out dimple and cellulite free on the backs of her thighs.

She pulled at the bottom of her panties as her buttocks began to lift and firm up. The flab vanished, the excess weight vanished, the cellulite vanished leaving behind smooth and round cheeks she thought she could bounce a quarter off of. She couldn’t help but smile with delight at the body she was getting. “We’re the same age” she reminded herself.

Casey’s look was more one of resignation and acceptance “Ann’s going to have the better body but you knew that going in” she reminded herself “Something was pulling you to this body and life, you’re supposed to here, right?”

Casey’s heavier thighs jiggled as her body gave off another shudder; she detected movement in the front of her panties along with a deep seated sense of fundamental change. Her lower abdomen ached, she felt the throb of a cramp begin “I hope I don’t get a period all of a sudden” she said off the top of her head.

“Oh God” she pressed down hard and firm just below her waistline bending at the waist. It started as a tickle but quickly grew in intensity to a burning sensation. Casey’s shoulders jerked and a spasm ran through her body; her DNA had just rewritten itself, recoding her eggs in her ovaries to produce Ann Thomas’ structure instead of Casey Kline’s.

Her life and existence as Casey truly was over. Her ovaries changed setting off a chain reaction of changes down her fallopian tubes and into her uterus which pulsated, the walls thickening.

Casey shoved her hand down the front of her panties as an unfamiliar odor wafted up as moisture flooded forward. Her skin properly lubricated began to shift and move. Her pelvic area puffed up and out fuller; brown hairs popped through her previously shaved skin growing and curling as they went. The rode between her fingers as her vulva and vagina shifted shape, loosening in accordance with a body that had twice given birth.

Blood pumped to Casey’s clitoris, now O+ instead of AB-. The nerve endings flashed to life as it rotated and moved into Ann’s position. With a long exhale, Casey was able to stand upright. She swiped her long brown hair back off her face detecting sweat along her hairline.

Ann could sense an essential and vital change coming upon her. Her jaw clenched, her teeth held so tight her jaw and head began to shake. The shaking rocked her shoulders and chest, her knees knocked off each other as a sharp pain shot through her pelvis “Oh!” she said caught by surprise at the searing pain that ripped through her. Her left hand pulled the waistband of her panties out in time to see her pubic hairs suck inside her body leaving her a shaved pubic area that flattened down.

An unmistakable feeling of a period cramp hit her just before a body racking spasm hit her. The center of her brain ached and a throbbing started at the base of her skull. Her eyes rolled back before she shut them.

Lightning flashes ran through her mind, brilliant blues and oranges filled her visions as she lurched forward as her DNA changed from Ann Thomas to Casey Kline. She now carried Casey’s genes; her fundamental being was now changed and different, she had just traded fates with Casey.

Her eggs recoded themselves inside her ovaries, her fallopian tubes narrowed down to a smaller uterus where AB- blood pumped instead of 0+.

Even her essence and smell changed as moisture flooded forward to her tightening vagina. Her lips fluttered outward changing shape and she shook as her clit rotated and lifted, more blood pumping and stimulating the nerve endings just beneath the skin.

Ann’s eyes fluttered open, a smile spread across her lips as she stood up straight as an arrow. She held her shoulders back, her posture was already improved and she looked at the woman before her now as something more like prey.

“Wow…um…that was…” Casey began to speak before giggling like Ann always would do when nervous.

“That was intense” Ann said shaking out her arms “I feel so different, I mean, I don’t even know how to describe it, you have to feel it too”

“I do” Casey said nodding “I know what you’re talking about” she hooked her thumbs and forefingers around her panties and took them down, stepping out of them and holding them out to Ann.

Ann got the meaning and slipped her own panties down and off. Her stomach gurgled and contracted just visible below the bottom of her green top. She pressed down and lifted her shirt up so she could watch her stomach pull inward.

It felt like when she sucked in as hard as she could but the results were even better. Instead of having residual fat rolls, the fat disappeared. But as her eyes trained over, she knew it didn’t really disappear, it merely transferred from her to Casey.

Casey felt the bottom button of her black blouse strain as her own stomach gained weight rapidly pushing her flesh out into a round pouch. Instead of lifting her shirt up, she tugged hers down. She was still holding her panties out as Ann admired the stomach she had just received. Casey had worked hard to maintain that stomach and now her hard work would benefit someone else “Story of my life” she thought to herself “I work, somebody else gets the reward and I get the Pillsbury doughboy stomach”

Ann snapped to and mumbled “sorry” as she handed over her panties and took the nude one out of Casey’s outstretched hand.

Casey caught a quick glimpse and knew her size had gone up from a 5 to an 8. She stepped into them and bent over to pull them up. The larger size fit her so much better though she realized. They hugged her wide hips and the different style helped lift and cover up her more ample backside than the silly bikini cut panties she had shed.

Ann slipped the small bikini cut underwear up her legs until it snuggly slipped around her thinner waist. The higher cut showed off more of her upper thigh and hip and just the slightest hint of the under curve of her taut ass “Less panty line” she understood.

Casey now sought out Ann’s skirt. Black and discarded on the floor she reached for it feeling her stomach move in a wave with her body. Casey had never carried any extra weight on her front and now feeling flesh moving and jiggling threw her off. She stood back up, blushed slightly and then proceeded to pull the skirt on. She zipped it on the side then slid it around to the right position. She felt better having covered up her thighs and ass “The more coverage, the better” she thought as she shifted her body trying to get a better fit.

Ann smirked as she picked up her tan skirt. She bent to put it on just as the changes to their bodies reached their spines so as she was bent forward, her body was growing taller. She put her feet and legs through and pulled the small skirt up and over her knees exposing them and a portion of her lower thighs as well “Nothing to hide now right” she said zipping up the snug garment.

“Not for you; you’ve got the body for a skirt like that” Casey said “I…I uh…don’t anymore” she smiled and giggled nervously “I guess I meant to ask you this before we started but I, uh, guess it slipped my mind” Casey said.

“What’s that?” Ann replied as she stood back up straight still growing taller as her spine and torso elongated in contrast to Casey’s compressing and shrinking her down shorter and shorter still.

“Um…Are we going to switch back at some point in the future? I mean, would you even be willing to do that for me?” Casey asked meekly.

“What? Oh, I hadn’t even begun to think about something like that; I mean we’re not even changed for the first time and you’re already talking about switching back? You’re lucky I’m doing this in the first place for you”

“But I just thought I was the one who was…” Casey started.

Ann leaned forward “What were you thinking?”

“Nuh…nothing” Casey said. “I just don’t know if this is forever…I mean we could always hold hands and say the words again if you, uh, if you ever wanted to that is, switch back”

“Of course we could” Ann said. “But I think we both understood the implications of undergoing this process. The dream was very specific and we agreed that there had to be a higher reason for us experiencing this together. Something brought us together; this was meant to be”

“You’re right” Casey said, the power of the dream washed over her again. The obsession that this was what she should do, what both of them needed to do.

“I’m giving a lot up to you, to trust in you to do the right thing in my life” Ann said.

“Do you feel…different?” Casey asked.

“Of course I do, my body is changing and I…” Ann replied before Casey cut her off.

“No. I mean deep down different. I feel like I’m already you, I mean me, I mean Ann” Casey said “Like something essential of mine is now yours and whatever that was in me has been replaced by yours…do you know what I’m trying to say?”

Ann’s height crept up to 5’8” as Casey’s dropped down to 5’2”

“I do” Ann said. “I’ve felt some weird sensations over this but nothing like when I saw myself in your eyes. I saw the look in your eyes change from what I had always associated with you into something different and I realized that it was how I must look to others. Even though our faces haven’t changed yet, I can see in your eyes that you’re Ann. I can just sense that we have exchanged more than just physical parts”

Casey nodded.

“Essentially, I’m living what would have been your life from now on” Ann continued. “I control the destiny of Casey Elizabeth Kline from now on, you have no stake in it anymore. Your future is that of Ann Yvette Thomas. Even if we swap again, it would be a whole new swap as you’d be saying yes as Ann, not Casey”

“So maybe there would be different words?” Casey asked looking up.

“Perhaps” Ann replied simply “It would be like starting all over again”

Ann put her hands of her hips, her green top no longer fitting very well. She smiled “So this is what 5’8” feels like…I like it up here…I used to have this little stool in my closet so I could reach the top shelf. I’d have to get up on it and still stand on my tippy toes; I’m not going to have that problem anymore”

“No, but I’ll need it” Casey said her stomach flipping anew and her heartbeat rising at looking at the world from a different perspective. “You look so tall to me”

“Six inches taller than you now” Ann said amazed that Casey now stood below her nose. She could clearly see the top of Casey’s head. Part of her wanted to reach and run her hand through Casey’s hair but she restrained herself.

She didn’t restrain herself from taking off her top though. She reached down to the bottom of it and pulled it up and over her head taking it off. She flicked her head back and forth once it was clear, shaking her short dyed hair in the process. She should have giggled looking down at her tight flat stomach but instead she smirked. She pressed her fingers in, feeling the muscles beneath her skin now instead of soft fat.

Casey giggled as she unbuttoned her black blouse. Her stomach stuck out and even sucking it in wouldn’t make it go away. It looked even bigger on her now that she was short.

The muscles along the sides of her chest contracted; her internal organs shifted and Casey’s shoulders rounded off a bit more. Her sides softened; fat came onto her back; she could feel it squish up around her bra. She reached up behind her and pinched a roll just feeling her body. “What did I do?” she asked herself again “I wanted this” she reminded herself “It is kind of cool to be shorter; I was tired of being tall like that anyway”

Ann’s chin was up and out, her shoulders broadened slightly and her sides grew tight and taut. Her back flexed as her muscles twitched. She grabbed her breasts and lifted them up while pressing down on them “Such a big thing to guys but to us…well, yeah, still a big thing” she reached behind her back and took off her bra, sliding down her still chubby arms.

“And I’m about to get bigger…again” Casey pushed up her small breasts.

“It’s motherhood” Ann said. Her breasts were larger and gravity had played with them more than Casey’s.

Casey unhooked her black silk bra, size 34B and readied herself for a growth spurt in her chest to take her up to a 36D.

Their eyes met an odd look of anticipation in both sets. As they stood across from each other, the swapping of their breasts synched up perfectly. As Ann’s larger, teardrop shaped boobs rose, Casey’s smaller and rounder boobs dropped. Ounce by ounce, inch by inch…as Ann lost, Casey gained in a perfectly timed ballet of chest swapping. Casey’s nipples grew, Ann’s shrank. Casey’s areolas grew, Ann’s shrank. The symmetrical changes of the breasts matched up until they had swapped places entirely.

“She’s more Casey than I am” Casey thought looking down and feeling the extra weight on her chest. Tentatively, she cupped her larger and heavier breasts in her hands, she lifted them, pressed them together, examined the line between them and felt how they settled back down once she released them.

“I’m more Casey than she is” Ann thought looking down and feeling the lightness of losing such excess weight from her chest. She cupped her smaller breasts “So perky” she thought as she moved them around and squished them tighter.

As both of them reached for what was now their respective bras, the contrasts between them were growing. Casey’s body jiggled. Her breasts and stomach, ass and thighs all moved as she stepped around to pick up the plain beige Maidenform bra Ann had laid on the table while Casey glided, her toned body sliding gracefully as she lifted the black silk Victoria’s secret bra up and put it on her lithe frame.

Ann’s fingers worked the clasp as her arms began to change; elongating and slimming down greatly. Her plump upper arms would no longer be something she would hide; in fact, she already knew that tomorrow she would wear her burgundy sleeveless dress and nude heels.

Her forearms extended, her wrists trimmed and then her hands started to change. A new tingling ran down her fingers as her palms and the backs of her hands shrank slimmer. The skin tone changed before her fingers elongated, stretching out smoother.

Ann’s nails were a bit rough; a few longer than others that had broken off and she had a habit of picking at the skin around her nails when she was nervous, which was quite often. The skin healed and her nails grew out to a uniform length before they too rounded up slightly higher and shiny solid black nail polish filled in across them. She ran her fingers up and down, splaying them out and flicking the pads of her fingers off her nails as her mouth displayed a satisfied smile. She examined the tips of her new fingers “I even have her fingerprints…in the eyes of the law, I would show up as Casey”