However, it wasn't sex that came to my mind when I sat there, in front of the computer. My curiosity was stronger. After testing that the Chronivac did indeed work as it said it would, I called Monika in to the study.
"How would you like to be me for a couple of days?" She was taken aback by the weird question, and looked at me like I was a bit crazy. "No, really. Look at my eyes."
I went back to the program and changed my eye colour from blue to brown.
"How, what... Master Bruce, your eyes just changed colour!"
"I don't know how. The program I got, it can do it. And it can do a lot more.
Look, I'm a curious man, you know that. And I thought, well, that I could borrow your life for a couple of days. I believe it's so unlike mine, and I want to see how it is. How it is to be somebody else, someone not born into money and luxury. I'll make it well worth your time. How much do you want?"
"Nothing, Master Bruce. I think your suggestion is strange, but if you want to, I will agree to it." With her consent, I decided to effect the change. A couple of clicks, and I had the program set to swap us.
The feeling I got as the program started was weird, but not entirely unpleasant. It felt as if my entire body vibrated. The world seemed to grow around me, and I felt my pants move upwards, enveloping my upper body as the legs fused, belt turning into an apron. My shirt shrank to cup my breasts as they pushed out. The strangest tingling was between my legs, were my boxers sort of pushed my equipment inwards as it turned into a thong.
In front of me, Monika changed as well. She grew taller and more masculine, her face going quite surprised at the changes, before turning into a huge grin. It didn't take long, maybe half a minute, before we both were physically each other.
"I think we both'll take the rest of the evening off to get to grips with our new bodies," Monika said to me.
"Yeah, that's a good idea."
I turned around, about to leave for Monikas side-apartment. Monika coughed.
"And 'Monika'," she said, in a mock-serious tone, "I expect breakfast at 8 tomorrow."
I smiled back at her. "Yes, 'Master Bruce'."
Back in Monikas apartment, I immediatly got over to the mirror. Looking back from it was a beautiful young girl, dressed in a short and tight maids uniform. Dark, almost black hair framed her face, and the dress showed enough of her nice cleavage. The hour-glass waist bloomed into full hips, continuing down into slender legs made even sexier by high-heeled shoes. I noted to myself how easy it had been to walk in them.
I couldn't wait to see how I looked naked.
Just as with the shoes, opening the dress and letting it slide down my body came naturally. What I saw turned me on even more. Monika was wearing some very sexy underwear under her uniform. I stood there, in stockings and underwear, massaging my breasts and striking poses, for a while, until my horniness was so strong I could taste it, before lying down on the bed and moving further south. Lying there, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations, fantasising that I was making love to this body I was now occupying. However, as horny as I was, I just never managed to get myself over the edge, to have an orgasm.
Tired and frustrated, I fell asleep there on the bed, stockings still on.