Swapped by birth: A New Role

 Part 1

The year was 1957. 
On a party Traci Rowland-Coffey was welcoming her daughter Alliene—well, actually, her "former body" daughter from a previous marriage and body. It all happened because a group of scientists had discovered that people switched bodies at birth, and Traci Rowland-Coffey, or rather, Harvey Coffey, a wealthy businessman, was also affected. As a result, he had to return to his original female body and become Traci Coffey. The name itself was chosen at random because Harvey refused to name herself. This also led to a divorce from his wife, who believed it was culturally inappropriate to be married to a woman, and took their daughter. Harvey/Traci also faced the risk of losing his company because, according to his grandfather's will, only men could take over. His friend Ronald came to his aid, marrying him, taking over the company, and adopting the surname Coffey.  Five years have passed since the swap by birth, and much has changed since then. Harvey has gone from a masculine entrepreneur dripping with testosterone to a charming, feminine housewife with a couple of children who will eventually take over the company. And although Traci no longer runs the company, she still has influence over its future. Of course, there were still issues with her previous family: his wife married another man, and his daughter never knew her father. To Alliene, Traci had always been that annoying, sometimes cool, aunt who craved affection and Alliene refused to acknowledge that Traci was once her father, which broke Traci's heart. She hoped her daughter would one day understand.


Part 2

It was 1952 year. 
Harvey was devastated. He had just returned from a "correction" where he had been restored to his original body, the body of the woman that she wanted back. He tried to appeal to his lawyers, but the new Swapped by Birth law was merciless. Furthermore, when word got out, his wife filed for divorce on the grounds of physical incompatibility caused by SbB, which court quickly obtained. She also took their daughter with her, telling Harvey he could visit them but would never be her father again. 

Worse still, the board announced they had initiated proceedings to remove me from the company because a woman shouldn't be in charge, especially without a husband. I was trying to appeal, but it would be a difficult battle with a high probability of failure. Then, however, my friend Ronald came along and proposed an alternative solution: we would get married, he would take my last name and I would take his, and we would run the company together.  Of course, the Swapped by Birth marriage proceedings wouldn't be possible until a year after that, and by then the board would have kicked me out. So he proposed an additional solution: a formal proposal, which would allow him, as a partner, to serve as acting president long enough to delay the board's decision. In desperation, I agreed.

Part 3

The engagement took place shortly afterward; it was formal and grand; one might even think it was a wedding. I wore a beautiful dress, hat, and heels, all provided by Ronald. I wanted to wear a suit, but he convinced me that it wasn't appropriate in my new body, and eventually, though reluctantly, I agreed. Plus, I didn't have my own wardrobe anyway, or rather, I only had my old men's wardrobe. The owner of my body wanted to trade her clothes for mine, but I refused, so the only feminine outfit I had was the dress she brought for swap back. And so we moved on to a formal engagement, quite a large one, to which we invited family members, friends, and board members (they are here only to eliminate any arguments about throwing me out).  

We were just about to exchange our engagement vows when someone from the back near the boardroom shouted softly, "What a pair of fags you are!" which immediately infuriated me, especially since it was Aron, whom I'd been friends with before and we'd hit on the women together while traveling. I almost thought I'd lose it, but Ronald calmed me down and said we'd deal with him later. I don't know why, but those words calmed me down, and we completed the engagement without a hitch.

Part 4

Over the next year, we didn't have an easy ride. The comments like at our engagement party was a rare one, but not the only one; people were constantly whispering behind our backs. The idea of "Swap by Birth" was new, so the proper social order hadn't yet been established on what to do with those who experienced it. In our case, the company decided for us. I was suspended from my CEO duties and handed over to Ronald. I was assigned the role of, as one board member put it, "the trophy of the company and the CEO." I was to attend various social events with my fiancé or on his behalf. Regarding my wardrobe, Ronald decided it was inappropriate for a woman and his future wife to wear men's clothes. I reluctantly agreed, and we sold all my old men's clothes. In return, Ronald bought me all new women's clothes. 
Well, he did since I couldn't afford anything because my wife took half of her assets during the divorce, and the other half was tied to the company. After I was expelled, I was essentially penniless, completely at Ronald's mercy.  As for the women's clothing, despite myself, I have to admit it's not the worst. The high heels don't bother you once you get used to them, and the dresses are mostly loose and comfortable. As for our relationship, no, we haven't had sex yet, our future marriage will be purely "businesslike." We even sleep in separate rooms, though I have to admit, despite myself, that I'm starting to have strange dreams about us. Maybe we'll decide to spend our wedding night together after all.

Part 5
Harvey was furious. With an hour left until the wedding, he learned a lot of revelations. For starters, his wife was at the wedding. He'd invited her, but only courteously. He didn't think she'd accept, and she'd also come with her new lover. Furthermore, the board announced that he had been completely written out of the company and they handed everything over to Ronald, making him/her completely dependent on him. Furthermore, Ronald agreed with this decision, telling him that he'd become too feminine over the past year, and that a woman should be a housewife. Therefore, he would have no influence over the company. Furthermore, he informed him that he had relinquished custody of his daughter in exchange for regular visits, as he didn't believe he had a chance of winning. Furthermore, Ronald became the owner and heir to the Rowland fortune, or soon Rowland-Coffey. Harvey was said by Ronald to stop referring to himself by his old name and male pronouns; it was unladylike and damaging to their image. 

But what infuriated Harvey the most, however, was when Ronald told him their marriage would remain purely business-related and they wouldn't sleep together. To his own surprise, Harvey was dissatisfied with this. A year ago, he would have been happy with it, but after a year without sex and suppressing it, his mind had changed and he was eagerly awaiting it. He was even willing to risk getting pregnant (though in the back of his mind, he had feeling that he might have to do it to pass on the Coffey dynasty) if he could be in the same bed with Ronald. 
Suddenly, one of his bridesmaids, Ronald's sister (and Harvey's former lover), walked in and said, "You look so good, Traci. A wedding is a woman's best day." Harvey, feeling he could trust her with this, told the truth. "Ronald said there would be no wedding night." 
"Oh, you know what, I'll try to convince him, after the ceremony, maybe that's how it is." 
And suddenly Traci's good mood returned.

Part 6
"So I have some interesting ideas that could extend the company's growth," Harvey said, enthusiastic after the wedding ceremony as she and her now-husband were preparing for their wedding night. 
"That's very sweet, honey, but you know very well that women don't running and taking care of  business." 
"Of course I know, after all, it was also the policy under me when I ran the company, but nothing stops a wife from suggesting certain things to her husband." 
"You're right, honey," Ronald said, then added, "I admit I'm surprised by your enthusiasm, considering that a year ago we agreed that there would be nothing sexual of this marriage, it would be purely business one, but my sister convinced me to do the wedding night and something else."
"Well, you see, times change, and the body, especially a weak and female one, has its needs, needs that, in my case, were suppressed for a year, and I need some kind of... outlet and...Wait, what do I mean by a something else?" Harvey asked, surprised.  
"You see, my sister suggested not only us for our wedding night, but also something more, and she's already taken care of it. We're going on a honeymoon to the south of France right after the wedding," Ronald replied. 
"I have to admit, Wow, I wasn't expecting such a nice gift, but what about the company?" Harvey said, pleasantly surprised. 
"I'm sure the company will handle it for a month," Ronald said confidently, then added, "and now I think it's time to move on to work Mrs. Rowland." They turned off the lights and began their marital duties.

Part 7

I was just sunbathing on the beach. It was actually my first vacation since I was a teenager. And my first honeymoon, actually. My ex-wife and I didn't go on a honeymoon because I thought it would be too much of a break for the company. Ronald, however, had a more relaxed approach, so we'll have plenty of time in southern France. I have been putting sunscreen to avoid getting sunburned while he was getting out of the water. I admit, it was probably the best time of my life. I hadn't been able to simply enjoy myself in so long, and although I felt frustrated about losing my privileges and place in the company, my love for my husband made up for it. Yes, love. There's no point in hiding it anymore; we were truly in love, we understood each other perfectly, and we were the perfect couple. 
It's no wonder, considering we'd been friends since childhood. We spent our honeymoon swimming, sunbathing, visiting monuments, and, of course, having sex.  I received many compliments, and many men looked at me with lust, which Ronald reacted with jealousy. There was no denying it, I was a beautiful woman. My husband, however, didn't have to worry about me cheating on him; he was my rock. Moreover, even though I lost my name and my place in the company, Ronald was kind enough to at least listen to my suggestions.

Part 8

"So, how was work, honey?" Traci said to her husband. 
"Just like any other day, thanks to your suggestion, we had a good route" her husband replied. 
"You see, honey, a woman's intuition works wonders," Traci replied flirtatiously, approaching her husband in her nightgown. Then she added, "Speaking of wonders, I have news for you, can you guess what it is?" 
"Uhm, you have a new dress?" George guessed. "That too, but not that one, keep guessing," Traci replied.  

After a dozen or so failed guesses, Traci finally lost her patience. "Oh, to think I probably used to be a bit dense about this too." She recalled a similar situation with her ex-wife, and then replied: "I'm pregnant, we're having a baby." This revelation shocked Ronald so much that he fainted. "And they say women have weak nerves," Traci said, rolling her eyes. She then tried to wake her husband up. 

When Ronald regained his senses, he began asking the standard questions about how this had happened and how she knew about it. Traci calmly replied, "Do you think that after so many lovemaking sessions, this wouldn't have happened? And as for how I found out, I noticed my period was late, so I went to the doctor, and he confirmed that we were having a babies. This means the Coffey line will continue; ans it'll be easy with twins." Hearing this, Ronald fainted again.

Part 9

"So, isn't it bad?" Traci asked. 
"Honey, you look beautiful in every dress; you can't even look like someone who had 4 children."
 "Five, I know Emilia isn't made of this flesh and she treats me more like an aunt than a parent, but she's still my child," Traci sighed with a slight sadness. Ronald, recalling the situation at yesterday's party at the Homans', immediately began to comfort her. "Of course, honey, and nothing will change that, but these five years since Swap by Birth have meant you've had even more children, and even though the board kicked you out of the company, you still have some influence on it, even if indirectly through me. You're a wonderful woman, and nothing will change that." 
"You're right, honey, I am wonderful and extraordinary, because who else would you be able to talk to about football or the stock market like a man? I had nothing in common with my ex-wife, she was only interested in romance novels and knew nothing about sports."  
"Of course, honey, when it comes to a wife, I've found a unique opportunity," said Ronald. 
"We've also managed to secure the future of the Rowland and Coffey families. If our company continues to thrive, the five heirs will help." 
Ronald paled. "Wait, are you telling me you're pregnant again?" Traci shook her head. "Oh, men. No, silly, I was talking about my first daughter, despite her mother's stupidity, I won't let her lose her future." 
"Oh, right, I forgot about that, okay, honey, so are you ready to go?" Ronald replied, reassured. "A few minutes ago, honey," said Traci.

Part 10


It was 1959 year.
Seven years had passed since Traci became a woman, and much had changed since then. She had become a wife, mother, and lady of the Rowland-Coffey family. She felt a fulfillment she hadn't felt before when she was a man. She felt Swapped by Birth was what helped her, as if her spirit had finally found its rightful place. In the case of her first daughter, who is now entering her teens, although she still doesn't see her as a parent, she does see her as her favorite aunt, and for now, that's enough. Her marriage to Ronald is wonderful; they jointly manage the company (she runs it from the shadows, so the board doesn't know) and it has never been so profitable. 

When they have some free time, they use it to travel the world to beautiful places. Sometimes they do so with their children, but although they love them dearly, even they need moments of respite. This was the case this time, too, during their shared vacation to the Mediterranean.  In the clothes she wore, it was hard to believe that this elegant woman in her beautiful dress, hat, shoes, and stylish handbag was once a man. It amused her that she now had hundreds of handbags, yet in another life she knew nothing about them, let alone the shoes and clothes she had accumulated in just a few years than she had owned in her entire life as a man. Besides, if by some miracle she had the opportunity to return to a male body, she wouldn't. Besides it would be hard to explain to her children, but also she truly feels like a truly woman and has a wonderful husband with whom she always finds common ground. 
"Life is wonderful," she said to herself.

FOSE: Good son and mother

 Natas was just reading more of the school reports that Angela, his mother, had made in his body, and the bills that would have to be paid because of it. He couldn't believe what had happened to his mother. She had always been a decent mother, and from what he'd heard, a decent teenager as well. The body swap between them occurred as a result of FOSE, he was jerking off when she came in, and that's when the switch occurred. Despite his initial panic, she calmed down and advised them to keep the situation a secret because people can speak not very nice about them. 

Since then, they'd helped themselfs to adjust. She told him what to do at work, he told her what to do at school, and both saids who their friends were, meanwhile Angela still cooking their meals.  What Natas didn't know was that his mother had another wild side, she was raised in a conservative family and was always an obedient good daughter, she suppressed her bisexual tendencies, it frustrated her a lot, so when she grew up, she ran away to another state with a biker named Frank to have some fun, it didn't last long, only a month after the escape, Frank died in a motorcycle accident and she became pregnant, frustrated by all this, she wanted to give her child up for adoption but ultimately she wasn't able to, she loved her son and had to get her life together and found a good administration job at the city hall.  She gave her son full freedom how to act, and to her surprise, her son behaved as others expected of her as a teenager . He was good, helpful, and a... virgin, saying he'd only want to have sex when he fell in love (though he did have his needs and jerked off, thing obviously she knew; boys has needs, after all). 
As for her, due to work and being a single mother, she didn't have time for adventures. Sure, there were brief moments of sex, but they were definitely fewer than she'd liked. When the body swap happened, she didn't hold a grudge against her son, though she was afraid of what people would say, so she decide to hide it for his good. 

Now, in his body, she could do whatever she wanted in high school, throw eggs under teachers' chairs, have sex with women and men (she'd already fucked half the cheerleading squad and a few guys), and hang out with the boys and girls around town.  At the same time, she didn't want to cause problems for her son. She felt sorry that he had lost his youth because of her, so she helped around the house whenever she could. However, she didn't realize that her behavior was causing problems for her son. He thought it was his fault and that his body had affected her so much, so he hid all this letters and debts, putting on a good face. At the same time, she hoped her son would find someone in her body who would be kind to him.

Swapped by birth: Good and Loyal Cleo

 
1

Cleo Sartori was a womanizer, he had a very sexist view of the world. He believed that women should only look good because they weren't very intelligent themselves. This was the reason for his many short-lived relationships, including with his ex-wife, who took their son, Cleo Jr., with her after their divorce. Cleo himself was also a successful businessman, founded a company, and before he was 30, was the richest man in the state. Suddenly, everything changed when it was revealed in 1966 that he had been swapped by birth and was supposed to be a woman. To the surprise of many, Cleo didn't protest when this was revealed and not only accepted the verdict but also supported it. Immediately afterward, he gave her all his clothes, deeming them being "too masculine." He bought his own wardrobe and remodeled his house to be more feminine. He also announced the surprising news to the board: since he was a woman, he was resigning from his position, as it could only be held by a man. When her friend and vice president George asked why he had made this decision.  Cleo replied that that's how it should be; women shouldn't rule and be submissive to men, and since the universe had decided he should always be a woman, it wasn't her will to change that. George didn't know whether to be proud that despite finding himself on the other side of Cleo, he was still true to his sexist views, or furious, but he found a some way out.

2

"So my fiancé, George, who will soon be my husband, will take over all my assets, the company, the house, and my estate. While the board doesn't want to give him full control, and the company will technically be mine, it won't be something I use. Women shouldn't be involved in business. Our duty is to take care of the home and raise children for our husbands. Isn't that so, my dears?"

Alice was disgusted by her ex-husband's attitude. He had always been a chauvinist who kept her at home while simultaneously having affairs, which was the reason for their divorce. You might think that turning into a woman would change his attitude, but it was even worse.  He decided that since he was always going to be a woman, that's how he should behave. But a joke on him. George had been her lover for a long time, right after the divorce, in fact, and although he proposed to Cleo, he did it to save the company, while they were still lovers. She wondered how Cleo would react when she learned that he now played the role of the betrayed wife, though for now it was better not to risk it.
"And what about our son, Cleo junir" she ask her ex husbdand.
"Oh my dead Alice. Dear junior, what a strong boy he is. And since he is a future man, he will own my Company as long as he will stay as strong gender" said Cleo and also add "I also hope that you still be George lover my dear Alice, he is great man so he can easly take care for weak women as we are. I hope that one day you will also quit your job, working in an office is not a job for us, women"
Alice thought she was going to throw up from Cleo behavior.


3


Cleo Minton, née Sartori, lived from 1934 to 2010. He was an extremely important and interesting figure. As a man, he became famous for quickly amassing a fortune and once he was married with Alice Sartori née Clonton. However, due to his lyrical sexist tendencies and numerous affairs, they divorced, resulting in his wife taking they son Cleo junior. Then, in 1966, an unexpected event occurred, as a result of which it was revealed that Cleo Sartori was actually a woman and as a result of being swapped by birth, was born a man. Ckeo returned to his original body, surprising everyone with his attitude, fully embracing his femininity and not rejecting his sexist views, even backward for the time. He resigned from the company, and although the board did not fully consent to his resignation, he handed over all responsibilities to his friend, and later fiancé and husband, George Minton. 

After her marriage, she practically disappeared from corporate life, appearing only at parties and gatherings with friends, and posing for photos in company magazines and various other publications. Her stance on sexism and the issue of women in the corporate world, including those who had previously been men, was discussed for decades and continues to be. In this regard, she was even more famous than Traci Rowland. However, scandals involving her surfaced from time to time. Despite they have five daughters, it was an open secret that George, her husband had an affair with Cleo ex-wife, Alice. When asked about this in an interview, Cleo said that a woman's role is to obey her husband, and if a husband cheats on his wife with another woman, it means he has a reason. And as a man, who is naturally superior to a woman, he has every right to have affairs.  

The only time Cleo emerged in the corporate world and used her frozen assets was in 1985, when it turned out that her son, birth when Cleo was a man, had also been swapped by birth. Cleo junior held the position of CEO from his father. Cleo had no problem with this until her son, Cleo Junior, also had to return to his original body. As a result, despite having a wife and children, Junior was stripped of his position. When asked about this, Cleo replied, "My former son and now daughter should understand that a woman's role is to stay home and do housework. I don't recommend working in a corporation which that's above our female heads. My daughters understood that, and he, rather, she, eventually understood." Despite this, her son refused to consent and continued working in the company, though he was demoted to a secretary position. At the same time, his already frosty relationship with his father caused him to become completely colder, and they stopped speaking to each other altogether. Junior eventually returned to his position as CEO after his father (Cleo senior) death in 2010.

Mother new dress

 Andrew couldn't believe his misfortune when he found himself in his mother's body. For reasons unknown to them, when they felt a strange electric tension, they switched bodies. 

Now, because his mother Joann was dating some guy, he had to go on the date in her place while she stayed in his body. She'd been single since they'd moved out of his father's after the divorce and moved to Switch Street. However, he still had no intention of going on any date. Besides, the dress his mother had dressed him in was uncomfortable and tight in many places. He thought he should ignore it and not go on it, but he didn't want to upset his mother, so he decided to go anyway.

The date itself went surprisingly well. His mother's new boyfriend Frank had a lot in common with him; they were both interested in football, video games, and so on. Ultimately, due to their shared interests and the copious amounts of alcohol, he ended up spending the night at his place, but nothing had happened between them yet.  And It wasn't until their fourth date that this happened. And after some time, and other dates with Frank we could say he put on another uncomfortable dress, a wedding dress, because he found a husband for his mother, or rather, a father for his son. 
Former Joann now new Adrew initially refused to allow it, as if he had the authority to do so, but new Joann showed who the parent was now and new Adrew eventually gave in, also agreeing to change his last name to Frank one as "his mother". Besides he himself began to take an interest in Ania from next door.

Swapped by birth: Early 50s, no submit

 It's the early 1950s. Frank, a male high school student, was a promising football player. His family, a homemaker mother and a war veteran father, supported him in his endeavors; he was, after all, their only child. Everything changed when the Swapped by Birth Act was passed im their state and it turned out that Frank's real body was actually that of Ellen, a classmate. He had no choice when she decided to return to her body, meaning his football career was over. Instead of a football career, he was expected to become a housewife, get married, and have a brood of children. Furthermore, all his old clothes were taken by Ellen; in return, he received her clothes, which consisted only of dresses and skirts. All the clothes his parents bought him also consisted of dresses, because "pants are not ladylike." Furthermore, instead of going on trips with his father, his mother took him on trips with her friends, to beauty salons, etc., to teach him manners.  Despite this, Frank, or rather Francine as he had it on his ID, refused to agree to this, even though in the 1950s women were expected to become housewives. If it were graduation, they would have expected him to make a speech, hoping he had already warmed up to the woman's life. Instead, he surprised everyone by throwing a ball and uttering a few curse words, saying he would never submit to society.

Witness Protection Teenagers

 

Marina was just sorting through her son and husband's clothes. It's hard to believe that eight years have passed since they started "Witness Protection". 
"What's going on with him at school again?" her husband asked. 
"As usual, teenagers. It's hard to believe that with grades like those, he used to be a vice-president of a bank." 
It's hard to believe that 10 years ago, her husband was his twin sister, and their son was actually their single mother. However, as a result of the WPP, their bodies were changed, and in a way that didn't suit them. Before the change, their mother, who betrayed her financial fraud ring, filed a petition to have them be the same age when meanwhile her age will be regressec. They were transferred into the bodies of a people in age 23, according to papers they become a young married couple and their mother found herself in the body of their 5-year-old son. You could say she didn't quite expect this. Finding herself in a small body, new male hormones, growing up again, a different upbringing, and different peers had a profound impact on her character and changed many things. She still remembered who she was, but it felt out of place.  
In the case of the siblings, they were quite strict parents, punishing their son for any signs of femininity, adulthood and disobedience. She wanted to be young, she will be treated as young. As for themselves, although they were officially married, they never consummated it. This doesn't mean they lived without sex, which they did but not with each other. Instead, they had lovers over the years, some longer, some shorter. Both were aware of this and fully supported each other. 10 years later, their tactics were still in place.

Role Exchanger: brother-sister more fitting roles request

 It was the mid-2000s.

Ethan saw his twin sister Lily's face reflected in the trophy case: her long hair framed by a confident smile that seemed alien yet exciting. He felt a strange surge of confidence as he brushed a stray lock of hair from his eyes and walked over to the cabinet.

Meanwhile, Lila, in Ethan's thin frame, was tinkering with equipment, her fingers now slick with grease.

They were home together when a Role Exchanger arrived and swapped their bodies. It also added new things to their lives; Ethan knew what a Cheerleading routine was from his sister, but he forgot how to play and assemble a computer, which his sister had received. Those were the only things that had changed about their personalities, but officially, there was more.  
This was because Lila was generally more of a tomboy and disliked girly things, while Ethan had a slight weakness for them. They both also hid their gender preference, and after the role exchange, they retained their old orientation. This meant Ethan was now a woman who liked boys and Lila a man who preferred girls. 

And although they preferred to stay in their own bodies, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth. So they decided to go with the flow. Hours turned into months, and the siblings learned to navigate their own worlds. At the same time, they managed to stay in each other's circles of friends despite their gender transition. Lila quickly found a sweethearts among her friends, but Ethan preferred to keep things on a friendly level.

Thanksgiving from Witch: A Family’s new roles (request)

 

"Once everything's set up, bring me the international sales documents." The blonde woman said.
"Yes, boss," the petite assistant said.
"Ugh," the older blonde woman sighed loudly and took care of the rest of the paperwork.
Not so long ago, I was actually this body son, Brendon Perry. However, after an incident on Thanksgiving Day, during an argument with parents about why my sister and I weren't planning on getting into any relationships, while our parents were already in a relationship in our age, things changed. A witch came to our house with some cookies and wanted to come in, but we were so busy with us that we wouldn't let her in, so she ended up putting a curse on us. We quickly realized something was wrong when my hair started growing blonde and my sister and I started aging, while my mother and father began to age regressing. And so I became my mother, Anita, and my sister, Chloe, became our father, Dale.  Having no other choice, we had to take on our parents' roles and their work. In the latter case, it turned out we were quite happy. My mother was a secretary for decades and never got promoted, while I focused entirely on her work. I significantly improved her image, and she got promotion after promotion, or rather, I got. My sister is currently a construction manager, while our father was mostly a ordinary construction worker. As for our relationship, we didn't have any sexual contact at all. First, it was disgusting, even though we were in our parents' bodies, mentally we were still siblings. Second, we were never interested in sex at all, and since college was pretty much out of the question, we decided to focus on what we had. Let our parents, or rather our "children," ruin their own lives. It's their business; I don't have time to deal with this family nonsense. Things have been pretty quiet around here since our parents moved to the next town and settled in a trailer park because we didn't allow them to indulge in their excesses.


Part2 
"Ever since that damn witch showed up on Thanksgiving Day, everything in our house has changed," I said to myself, inhaling the weed. My dear daughter body wasn't my used to it at first, which surprised me because I thought that all young people could smoke joints now, but I managed to adapt by then.
As a result of that curse, my marriage fell apart. Sure, my ex-wife and I were still mentally married. But physically, we were siblings, so that didn't get in the way. So we generally agreed that we'd focus on our own lives instead.  After we move out from our housw, She found a job in construction and is also hitting on the city's hotties. For now, though, luckilly she take precautions, unless something slips off. No bastards. Oh, and I forgot to add that in our new bodies, we're heterosexual. Now I prefer boys, and my ex-wife prefers girls.  Of course, we both put our kids' college education on hold; we didn't see the point before, and now we completely don't understand what going on there, so we focused on what's truly valuable. Of course, Chloe and Brendon weren't happy with our decision, but that's none of their business. Especially since my wife, my brother moved out from home town and moved to the small town next. Thought we could only afford a trailer in a trailer park, but still, we have our own space. It's tight, and our rooms are only divided by a rag, but it's our own. I found work at a local restaurant and earn enough not only to cover my own needs but also to buy weed, which I haven't smoked in decades. I also have time to find new boyfriends. Married to a wife who's admittedly sexy and amazing, but still, we haven't plan to get married for so many year but s since our first child was born, we must it, that how times were back there. It was so quick  that I haven't had the opportunity to have other flowers since then, although now I'm more of a flower, and the ones I'm looking for are stingers. I stopped counting a long time ago on how many boyfriends I have, since this witch change. And anyway, it doesn't matter.  I just finished work and I'm waiting Michael Well, and while waiting for him I'm smoking some weed and waiting calmly. Maybe our children/ parents decided to waste their youth on some necessary education, but we certainly won't do that.

FOSE: A Trio of Unlikely Hearts: special Valentine

 

Louise Bell was a member, leader actually, of the school's beauty clique. Her dominant personality meant her friends Alana and Riley listened to her about everything, as did most of the rest of the school. Although she herself was unlucky in love, all her relationships ended in quick breakups. Everything changed when FOSE arrived. In her case, it not only involved a body swap with the nerdy Kurt, and it was also her fault too, because she'd been thinking about him while masturbating. He might be a nerd, but he had a pretty face. She thought that would be the end of her reputation; not only would she lose her status as the school's diva, but most likely her friend's as well. She was wrong, partially. Although Kurt wasn't particularly athletic, he was still a handsome guy. A guy that her friends desired. Also her friends also liked her not only for her appearance but also for her character , personality, basically her interior. So they remained friends, though their discussions were awkward because Louise had to sit that so of her new equipment between legs wasn't visible, which would be hard when her friends got too close.  In her confusion, she didn't realize her friends were hoping for something more than friendship, so on Valentine's Day, they approached the matter directly.
"So we want you to be our boyfriend," said Alana (who was on her left).
"Uhm WHAT? That I have to be your boyfriend, Alana?" Louise said shocked.
"Of course not, silly, you'll be OUR boyfriend, mine and Alana's," Riley added.
"Uhm, But what, uhm I mean, we've always been friends, plus I'm a nerd," Louise replied shyly.
"A handsome nerd and our friend, the perfect combination," Alana said, touching her tanned skin with her hands.
"But, but, but isn't a threesome too much? Even regular relationships haven't worked out for me, how can I be sure I won't screw something up?"  Louise stuttered.
"There's always a first time," Riley replied.
"But we've always been friends, so what makes you so sure a relationship won't end it?"
"If this doesn't work out, we'll go back to how it was before," Alana replied.
"I'm the guy whose dick gets hard every time he sees you. Nothing will ever be the same again." Luise said defensively.
"Then we'll be a perfect match," Alana and Riley said simultaneously, kissing Louise simultaneously. 
A year later, it was safe to say their three were no longer friends, but rather lovers.

Princess and her knightly lover: Valentine special

 In the duchy of Velheru, the knight Erlyk was returning from their nightly tryst with his lover, Princess Aurona. They did it secretly in the forest, so her husband wouldn't find out. They had loved each other since childhood, but the responsibilities of Aurona she had meant that marriage to the poor squire of errant knight was out of the question, even after he had been knighted. She herself also longed to travel someday, but she knew she had own to to her father, so she married the aging Lord Raphael. Suddenly, everything changed, and they found themselves in each other's bodies. Panicked and unsure of what to do, they decided to keep it a secret, at least for now. It turned out to be unnecessary, as the entire duchy had swapped bodies, and it was very possible that the rest of the continent had been affected as well, which was later called: Great shift . So they quickly stopped hiding the fact that they had swapped bodies. Also they decided that, without further delay, Elric would take care of the princess's duties, while Aurona would set off to explore the world as a knight-errant, something she had always dreamed of.  It helped that her family in the capital had apparently also swapped, so they had no way to stop it. Her former husband found itself in the body of a young girl, and according to the laws of the realm, he could no longer fulfill its duties as both Lord and husband. After a few years, when she returned from her journey, she decided that this time she wouldn't hesitate. On  Day of people in love, she proposed to Erlyk in her body. He tearfully accepted, and they soon married.

FOSE: Stay in contol 2: Valentine special

 

Janet spent Valentine's Day with her lover, Richard Harding. Sure, he had already divorced his wife, but to keep up appearances and prevent that bitch from getting involved, they were still hiding their relationship. Ironically, FOSE had the effect of making them even closer. This was partly helped by the fact that they were in much younger bodies. She admitted that it was charming how Richard always played the tough guy to everyone, when in reality, during their meetings with her, he was a sensitive, affectionate lover with many common interests. After the body swap, in which she found herself in the body of a young intern and he in the body of his daughter's friend, this dynamic continued; officially, she continued to act only as his secretary, while he played the role of a tough, independent young woman. And in secret, at least for now, they were tender lovers, Richard just as sensitive as before the swap, maybe even more.  And he was equally delighted with her modest gifts, such as the pink nightgown she bought him for Valentine's Day; she was surprised by how happy he was during that day, and it was not without reason that he announced it as a day off from work so that they could spend the day together, just the two of them.

FOSE: Loss of age, gain of love: Valentine special

 Brian found himself in a rather unusual situation during a FOSE. He had a slight crush on his older coworker Janet, who was also our boss, Richard Harding, personal secretary. During this event, He was thinking about her, and as a result, he suddenly found himself in her body. What's more, it happened while Janet was having sex with their boss Richard. Moreover, in the boss's body,  wasn't Richard but his daughter's friend Ellia, whom he had briefly thought about. The surprise was considerable, but they managed to find common ground until the boss and secretary returned in their new bodies. They then decided to conceal the situation and created an alibi. Admittedly, this didn't help much in the boss's marriage, as his wife simply assumed he had had an affair with her daughter's friend and divorced him. Admittedly, the boss managed to land on his feet in this case. In my case, I find myself in a body dozens or so years older, but still very sexy. In fact, I even became the object of sympathy for the years I'd lost and the attention, because Janet was a beauty in the office.  However, I developed a close relationship with Ellia, who was connected by common circumstances, such as finding in older bodies or surprisingly having sex during this transition. Eventually, we started a romance and now we are engaged, planning to get married and perhaps have children. Because my biological clock is ticking we want it sooner than later.

FOSE: Love in a Different Body: Valentine special

 
FOSE has shattered many marriages when one spouse was thinking about someone else during sec. The Pownalls case was different, as both spouses were thinking about someone else. Of course, there were initial arguments between them, over Hank being in the body of their chubby neighbor, while Enamel was in the body of her male handsome coworker. However, because of this, they eventually managed to put their differences aside and returned to being married. They even renewed their marriage vows. It helped that they were mutually attracted to each other in their new bodies, and Hank felt a great desire for his wife's new body, and vice versa. Despite their new bodies, they decided to keep their old names, which thought was not unusual after FOSE, many opted for names that suited their new genders. It was Valentine's Day, and they were going out to dinner. Hank was also wondering how to tell his wife that they were having a child.

Turned Tables 9 valentines special

 It was the middle of Valentine's Day (well actually it was already evening), my first Valentine's Day in this body, and I was just waiting for Tom to show up. Antonio was busy and had gone to Europe with some French girl. Not that I was jealous or anything, I have to admit she had a nice ass and I'd love to fuck her myself someday. He gave me the few days off to do something, and part of my free time happened to be on Valentine's Day, where Tom and I decided to go out for a romantic dinner and also something else. Unfortunately, Tom was apparently late. I wonder if he was trying to use a tactic the guys and I used in college, where we'd purposely show up late on dates to make the women worry. I admit I'm starting to understand them a bit now. But on the other hand, if Tom doesn't show up, it's his loss. He's not the only fish in the sea—he's the most attractive and skill one, obviously, but not the only one. If anything, I'll call one of my co-stars who's available and spend the evening with them for sex. But luckily for him, Tom showed up right after the thought occurred to me and surprised me by bringing a truly beautiful bouquet. As a man, I generally hated flowers and considered them unnecessary, but as a woman, I have to appreciate their beauty and artistry. He even pulled them out in the middle of winter, which speaks for itself. He took look at my red, in my opinion also modest, dress and he was speechless. We went to dinner together, where we discussed movies, like science fiction ones (I admit I've always been a bit of a fan), and what we'd been doing recently, and how things were going. After dinner, we went to a rented hotel room where we spent the night together by candlelight. I admit, I felt a bit bad about ruining the dress after we ripped it, but at the same time, the night itself was so enjoyable, I could easily rip a thousand dresses like it.

Swapped at birth:Tina christmas eve

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Tina had just left church after attending the Midnight Mass with her parents on Christmas Eve, After receiving Christmas Eve presents, which it was their family tradition. She opened her phone to scroll through her contact list. Her beautiful face, slightly unkempt hair, and stunning red dress were reflected on the screen. Dress was a gift from her sister that had given her during Christmas Eve dinner. Although she rarely wore dresses, that didn't mean she completely rejected them. She might have been a guy, but that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate good looks, or that the dress matched her shoes. Suddenly, she had an eureka moment. She looked through her tights at her shoes she'd received from the former owner of this body, and immediately knew where she had to call. Despite having a slight problem using the screen because of her manicured nails (another gift from her sister), she dialed the number and called Eric. 
Slightly surprised, propably since he'd just finished Christmas Eve dinner, he finally appear on screen and answered.  "Wel, well, isn't that the most beautiful girl in school calling me on Christmas Eve?" Eric said.
Tina, blushing slightly, retorted, "Are you trying to suck up to me? Or to yourself?" After all, just a few months ago, Tina's body had belonged to Eric.
"You, of course, although there might be a bit of narcissism in it," Eric quickly countered, then added, "But enough of the introductions, I might know why you're calling so late. By the way, it's a beautiful dress."
"Thanks 😊, a gift from my sister. Well, to be honest, I'm feeling a bit lonely; my family will be going to bed soon, and I'm still bursting with energy. I thought about calling my friends, but I know everyone's busy with the holidays, then I looked at my shoes and remembered that I don't know how you're doing, and since I have your number, it wouldn't hurt to check," she explained.  "Well, you're in luck. My family went to Cyprus, and I was left home alone because not all the paperwork was done for me yet fir this body, and they didn't want to miss the opportunity. As I understand you want to have sex with me. I admit, although I've done it many times before, it's never with my own body. My curiosity is so strong that I don't see a problem. So, do you want to come to my place?" Eric replied.
"I've been thinking about that for a while, but now I have something different. You see, No One should spend Christmas alone. What would you say to spending Christmas with me and my family at my home? We have a guest room, and if necessary, you can sleep with me. I have a large room, my family won't mind. And it'll also give us more time together," I replied pleasantly.
"😳Uhm...er... wow, you really surprised me. I don't remember anyone ever making such an offer to me. Wait, I'll just pack my things and I'll be on my way," he replied.
"No problem, Eric, Merry Christmas 😘"
"Merry Christmas, Tina 😘"

 

Turned Tables 8: Let it snow

 

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 Some time had passed since I last saw a body thief. By the holidays I already received numerous awards for the numerous porn films I'd shot. Now was a special time, my first Christmas in my new body. I thought that after my summer vacation, Mr. Johnny Antonio would surprise me no more. But he did. He rented (or perhaps owned) a house in the Austrian Alps. We spent the holidays together there (plus the servants), whether in bed, where we made love in a tangle of furs and sweat, or on skiing. Johnny arranged for a private ski guide, a young woman named Liesel, who seemed to glide down the slopes with the effortless grace of a dancer.

I felt my new body react – muscles tensing, balance perfecting – something I'd never experienced before in a male body.

 During a short break on a flat stretch of road, we exchanged a furtive kiss, and the cold air turned our breath into a fleeting sculpture. The past – my former career – seemed like a distant echo, a history belonging to someone else.

Then the three of us went to a private sauna and soaked up the atmosphere so much that the sauna itself wasn't necessary.

None of my previous holidays could compare; we usually spent them at home or with our closest, boring (in retrospect) family. I hope that next time I'll have enough money to spend Christmas somewhere with Tom.

Alt Shift Family Christmas

 It was the middle of Christmas, and a wealthy Blake family was spending the holidays together with their Latina maid. They were:  a father, mother, two daughters, and a maid. Appearances, however, can be deceiving. In reality, they were complete strangers. In the body of Xander, the father of the family, was Audrey, a 17-year-old student and the queen bee of her high school; in the body of Xena, the wife, was 23-year-old newlywed Bran; in the body of Xavi the daughter was a Pierce the father of the family from New York; and in the body of Xula, the other daughter, was Grandma Mireya from Florida. When in the body of Ximena, the Latina maid, was Xander, the (now former) owner of the house and the true father of this family bodies who, however, fully believed the government's assurances that the entire body swap was an illusion and that he realy is maid. 

As one might expect, their new life wasn't easy. Audrey suddenly went from a wealthy, modern life as a girl without responsibilities to the head of the family and a traditional model of masculinity.  She didn't want to take it on, but the fear of being sent to the camp forced her to take on the role. Bran, on the other hand, didn't take the role of house mother well, and as a result, he was briefly sent to the camp. Fortunately, Audrey new body had enough influence to quickly pull him out of the worst of it and bring back. Out of fear, he decided to take on a mother rolr. Although he was afraid of what had happened to his newlywed wife and the rest of his family, he chose not to find out, fearing the government reaction. 
Pierce faintly thoughts of unwrapping gifts from "Santa Claus". Seeing the another set of dolls that the former body owner once clearly adored and he also must it, he knew he didn't have much choice in the matter. Having witnessed what happened to his now biological mother's, who knows what would have happened if not for his now biological father's actions, and there was also the maid who completely bought into the government propaganda, but at least Pierce was fortunate enough to contact his old family before the government tightened its grip on them to learn that they were okay, even though they were all in different bodies. At least that was a good thing, he thought, then smiled with fake joy at the gift he'd received for Christmas.  
Mireya, on the other hand, fully embraced Daria's new life. She didn't believe the propaganda that she was hallucinating. After all, she was trying  do things like that as a teenager in the 1960s and now gow it works, but she wasn't about to miss out on a second chance at youth, so she fully embraced the role of a good daughter from a wealthy family. Also her former family, however, didn't particularly care for her after they placed her in a retirement home in Florida. 

Meanwhile Ximena was fully committed to her role as the family's maid. Although she initially thought she was actually Xander, the government's information that it was all a hallucination reassured her. Although Xander's memories never left her mind, she managed to get over it. Although she does have mixed feelings about the mistress Blake, who initially insisted she wasn't her, so much so that she had to report it to the officials, luckilly this one thing was clearly after Miss Blake back the camp. She had a lot to do today, preparing Christmas dinner and dusting the living room. Though She didn't see the point in complaining. After all, it was thanks to this family that she was able to live here in the first place.

Permanent Christmas Present(requested)

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Heavily inspired by
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"You're not serious?" John asked, stunned. Cawny giggled at his concern. "Why are you so nervous? You were fantastic in bed. You'll be great, Cawny." Suddenly, all the fun he'd had in his secretary's shoes quickly vanished, replaced by fear.

"I... well, yeah, it was fun... but only for a night. It was supposed to be a shared Christmas present. I don't want to be you forever," he stammered, suddenly feeling the December chill in his borrowed skin. He wrapped the blanket around his slim frame.

Cawny buttoned his shirt.  "Well, the sad truth is, I always planned to keep your body after the swap. Who would want to be a lousy secretary when I could be a super-rich CEO, especially when my brother works at a swap clinic and can easily change the record that the swap never happened? Sure, I lost a dozen or so years, but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. Besides, I've always been a bit of a toughie tomboy. That's what happens when you grow up in a house full of boys. Being a man, in a way... makes sense, I might say. I think you understand that yourself, seeing as your siblings are all sisters."

She leaned in and kissed John possessively on the lips. He didn't even try to resist. He was still in shock about the revelation, plus his old lips felt wonderful against his skin.  "Now I expect to see you on Monday morning and... or you know what, it's Christmas, so let's just say you have until after the New Year to fully accept your situation. If anything, you know yours, I mean, my number now, so call if you need help, Merry Christmas," and with that she left, leaving a stunned John in her body in her apartment.

Alone in the low glow of the christmas tree, John stared at his reflection. Cawny's face—his current face—stared back at him.

He touched his cheek. Soft. Delicate. Not his.

"It's not that bad," he murmured. "Well, I do look good in this robe, and I'm younger."

Then he remembered: he had no his money, no access to his accounts.

He sighed.

But not tonight.

Tonight he was Cawny.  And Cawny deserved a glass of wine, and a fluffy blanket before bed.

After all, he was going to be she for a while.

And as he snuggled deeper into the couch, she had to admit that being someone else, even unexpectedly, even unfairly, was somehow... liberating.

Wonder on 24 december

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There was December 23rd, 18-year-old Leo hated Christmas: "I wish this holiday would just disappear" For Leo, Christmas was a celebration of forced joy, or constant dissatisfaction within the family, especially since his sister had died that day. He fell asleep furious.

He woke up to cramps. And then he felt a weight in his lower abdomen, a woman's legs peeking out from under a soft flannel nightgown, and a woman's breasts. Leo gasped and look down- only to see that he had become a woman, and that he was pregnant, too.

He glanced around the room. Hanging on the door were stockings—each with a name on it. His name was replaced by Lena. He would also see a large mirror in which he could examine his new figure.

Suddenly, his mother burst in with hot cocoa.  "Good, you're up! The doctor ordered bed rest, but I know you. You can't sit still when your little one is kicking up a storm."

"Little one?" Leo rasped.

Everything was different. The house smelled of cinnamon and mistletoe. Pictures hung on the walls: not of him, or rather, of him, but as a woman. Then his sister—to his surprise—brought in a plate of peppermint cookies. "Sister, the baby will be born prematurely if you stress out like that," she joked.

Leo felt panic rising, and tears welled up at the sight of his sister alive.

And yet the love there was undeniable. Every gesture, every carol sung out of tune at dinner, every hand resting on her belly—they were imbued with a tenderness Leo had never known.

The next years, as snow blanketed the world outside, Leo sat by the fire, the baby stirring within him like a silent secret.  His/her hand instinctively moved to calm him. A wave of sudden, sudden protection washed over him.

Tears welled in his eyes. For years, he had armored himself against Christmas, against family, against weakness, because all of it reminded him of loss. Now it was different . Christmas didn't demand joy from him—it simply was…

On December 24th, as midnight approached, Lena closed her eyes and rested her hand on his son, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

Christmas at the Phoenix Family Home

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The Phoenix home—once bustling with football debates, cabinet-slamming, and teenage quarrels—now stood like a relic wrapped in sequins and memories. A single string of twinkling LED lights stretched along the porch railing, uneven in places.

Inside, the air was warm, with cinnamon and a quiet tension. It was the first Christmas Eve since the Role Exchanger had rewritten their lives. Cassandra—now the de facto matriarch of the family—stood at the kitchen counter, arranging cookies on a plate. She quickly learned that Jazzlyn, her once shy mother, now favored treats, though she still devoured them between sips of champagne at late-night parties. Dustin, now Dasti, sat at the dining room table, carefully coloring a Christmas card with glitter markers.

"Do you think Santa still comes for people who used to be boys?" Dasti asked suddenly.

Cassandra replied, "Of course he does. Santa isn't picky. He's all about behavior, not bodies."
"Mom says bodies are very important now," Dasti whispered, glancing toward the living room, where Jazzlyn was lounging on the couch in silk pajamas, scrolling through dating apps with one hand and flipping channels with the other. "She says a lot of things," Cassandra murmured. "But she still kissed you on the forehead this morning. And she packed your favorite apple juice for school, sometimes. That's what counts."
Dasti smiled faintly, then returned to drawing a snowman on her paper.

A notification sounded on phone. Cassandra glanced at her phone.  A message from her ex-father, Augustus.

"Cover photo in Reykjavik. I got back at the end of January. I sent gifts. Don't wait." No emojis. No "Merry Christmas." Not even a signature. Just a man who now considered skin and light his only legacy. She exhaled and dropped her phone facedown on the counter. At least Arian had sent something real—a handmade wooden box with message:

"For my favorite sister. Sometimes I dream about all of you. Not about the old us—just… about us. About who we are now. Anyway, happy christmas."

The doorbell rang. Dasti gasped. "Santa Claus?!" "Not exactly," Jazzlyn laughed, rising from the couch. "But almost… a delivery." Cassandra opened the door.  A  courier holding a long, flat package. "To the Phoenix residence... From Austin Phoenix." Cassandra signaled and carried the package inside. Dasti jumped, eyes wide"Open! Open!". Inside were silk dresses and Barbie dolls. No one spoke.
Then Dasti reached out, grabbing the dolls. "I've always wanted them." Cassandra swallowed hard as she browsed through the heavily sexualized Christmas-themed dresses. Jazzlyn wiped her cheek with the back of her hand. "I miss him," she said softly, then grabbed a silk dress and began trying it on. She then filmed a video for her profile in it, dancing with her figure.

Later, as Cassandra was putting Dasti to bed, the girl whispered, "Do you think Daddy will ever come back?" Cassandra smoothed her hair. "I don't know. But if not, I'll be here. That's my job now." Dasti nodded, already drifting off.

Downstairs, Jazzlyn poured two glasses of wine.
"For when they come back, if ever" Jazzlyn said, looking on the fireplace. Cassandra smiled faintly. She didn't believe in miracles.