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*bttttrrrrrrrrrrrr*
Someone’s alarm was ringing in my room. Did I accidentally pack Bri’s phone too?
I brushed something off of my face and glanced over to my makeshift nightstand of moving boxes from yesterday. However I saw an actual nightstand, complete with a lamp, a book, and a dildo…
I reached for the vibrating phone to turn it off, while doing so I rolled onto my side; my chest seemed to roll a bit after me…
I glanced down to see a pair of massive breasts! My hands instantly rushing to clutch them. As soon as I saw my new dainty digits I let out a girlish yelp! My voice had also changed to that of a high soprano.
My right hand abandoned my new breast and worked its way down my now soft belly toward what I could only imagine yesterday. My now longer nails slipped under my waistband and scratched through my black curly pubes.
I let my fingers circle the now flat surface, where my dick should be. Curly hairs wrapping themselves around them. I lingered just for a moment, letting my palm rest flat against my crotch before darting my middle finger down between my thighs. I gasped.
My nether regions gave way as my finger slipped inside of myself. I’d never seen or felt a vagina in person, my only experience coming from late nights on the internet. I swept my finger along the inner wall expecting my body to flare up in some sort of euphoria. But nothing happened, maybe it’s different for women?
As I left my finger resting in my new pussy I reached over to the still vibrating phone and shut it off. I needed to get ready for work.
Wait? How did I know that?
Standing up from my now empty bed the cold air brushed against my naked chest. Brrr, I needed a shirt asap. Reaching into my closet I pulled out a smart sweater and walked into the bathroom. I wanted to see my new face and I also needed to use the restroom.
Looking into the mirror I saw a complete stranger looking back at me, she looked middle aged.
38!
Or I guess I looked 38… She wasn’t remarkably good looking, but she wasn’t unattractive. I lifted my hand to my face, tracing my finger under my now green eyes towards my pouty lips. As my finger passed my nose I caught a smell reminiscent of my flooded home. The smell instantly reminded me of the candle, which claimed to give me a “new life”. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a duplicate candle on a dresser I hadn’t spotted earlier. It was about half of the size mine had been, I guess burning all night would make it a lot smaller.
I knew I needed to save this candle so I raced over and exhausted the flame immediately. I absolutely need to figure out a way back to my body. If this lady had a duplicate candle, it is obviously the reason for the swap.
Beside the candle was the same booklet that I had carelessly discarded last night. Turning the first page revealed a short how to guide.
“Feeling burnt out? Does your life keep you down? Is the grass greener on the other side? New life candles is offering you an easy solution!”
I guess this candle is marketed towards people who want an escape. I continued further down the page.
“Simply light up the candle and go to sleep, after 8 hours you will find yourself in the body of another new life candle user!”
I wish this info was on the front page, but then again I ignored it the first time. Continuing to read there were general safety guidelines, like “make sure to secure the candle away from flammable materials overnight”.
The most important information is on the last page. “Unsatisfied with your first Trade? Simply relight the candle and return to the trade hub, each candle is good for 2-3 uses!”
2-3 uses doesn’t seem like enough.
“WARNING! Trade backs are not guaranteed, To prevent forceful trade backs all contact and personal information stays with the original body”.
After reading that line I thought hard, I knew Amanda wasn’t my name. But whenever I thought about it I could only think of myself as Amanda! I couldn’t recall my old phone number, age, or address. I remembered my family’s first names, but I couldn’t remember our last name or exactly what they looked like! It looked like getting in contact with anyone I knew was a no go.
Alright Amanda, it looks like you are stuck for the day, I do need to head to work. Maybe I could call off and try to swap back now. Or I could even explore this body, there is no down side considering I still have a swap available.