Kyle listened as he was forced to speak his fetish, admittedly it was mundane, but to Jen it would be strange. “My fetish is swapping bodies with someone, but still having to live my life with their body and no one noticing the changes. I get off to the idea of being in someone's body, and even they don't realize the change, and everyone still treating me like I'm still in my old body. Having to dress in my old clothes even if I'm bigger, having to deal with accidental groping, touching, fondling. Having to sneak around if I'm turned into a woman, trying to hide the fact I have to use pads and stuff for my periods. And having no one realize anything is different make me cum.” Kyle blushed, and waited for Jen.
“That's your darkest fetish?” She said. “That's just a body swap like the movies but still being you! Fine, whatever... For your transformation, you'll swap bodies with some random person in your life, from school or around your neighborhood, but not me. Your clothes will stay the same size, and you'll never change clothing size, you'll stay at the clothing size you dress with now forever, but you'll wear their favorite shoes, no one will notice that. Everyone but you and me will see you at your in your original body, looking you in the eyes where your eyes used to be, treating you like you're still your same old self, they won't notice if they say... hug you that they can't wrap their arms around you like they used to. Your new body won't age until you reach it's natural age, and you'll be as healthy as you are now. The person you swap with will be at least your age, and at most say... fifty, so you won't swap with a kid or a grandma. Now... have fun being in someone else's body, I wonder who you'll get?”
Jen hung up the phone and Kyle blacked out, was out for a few minute when he heard his mother.
“KYLE! KYLE! HONEY!”
“Ugh... what happened?” He froze, hearing a voice that wasn't his, he looked down at himself and saw....