Turned Tables 7: Summer Special

 

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This also last part of my summer special

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Ah, that's life. Warm climates, sunshine, and the gentle rocking of a yacht. Mr. Antonio surprised me with this trip; it was a surprise gift for my AMV nomination. It was something I was really proud of. 

It's hard to believe that just a few months ago, I was a middle-aged, divorcing male lawyer until a body thief stole my body and life, leaving me in this woman bidy and her debts. Although initially terrified, I eventually grew to love this life of a nymphomaniac girl who is a star at the Tom Kat strip club and a rising star in erotic films. At this rate, I'm assuming I'll pay off all my debts within a year. The thought of returning to mt old body, to that old life, still gives me shivers. A cold shiver, not the blissful one evoked by a strip scene or sex. No, this life, my current life, is exactly where I should be. Every curve, every dance, every whispered compliment, every burning desire fulfilled. It's perfect.

Johny Antonio and I are currently on a Caribbean cruise to celebrate this (AMV nomination) milestone in my life. I never imagined such a thing was possible, and now here I am, and the sun on my skin is incredible, a gentle touch, it's been while when I doing it in my old body.

It's a sadly that Tom is not here, my main film partner and also a secret lover, at least until my contract with Mr. Antonio expires, but for obvious reasons he couldn't be here.

And Mr. Johny... well, he remains a constant, soothing anchor in my exciting storm life. Although I have my own small apartment now, his villa is still my "sanctuary" when I need a moment of quiet decadence and pleasant company. And yes, our nights together are still an unofficial part of the "contract," a luxurious pleasure I rarely refuse. Of course he's not Tom, no, but he has his own unique charm and a certain... maturity that can be quite pleasant. Of all the men I've fucked, he's in the top five.

Okay, the sun just passed noon, maybe it's time to wake Mr.Antonio (with a kiss), and then we'll dive into the ocean.  Or maybe I'll just lie here a little longer and let the him wake up and come to me, or I just dive into ocean alone. "Yes, it's a perfect life, I'm glad it happened to me," I thought as I leaned back on the deck, listening to another summer music hit.

Stranded Father and Daughter friend 4: Summer

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The sun shine on the beach. The sea waves, rhythmic and lazy, lapped the beach. A brightly colored beach umbrella, and beneath it lay a scattered pile of towels and bags.

Caroline, in a two-piece swimsuit, adjusted the strap of her top. Her movements were fluid and casual as she spread a large towel closer to the water's edge.

Just nearby, two other girls, her friends, were already splashing in the water. One, Jane pulled into a messy bun, screamed as a larger wave engulfed her. The second, Maggie, her best friend(and former daughter) laughed, pushing the water towards her.

"Are you coming in?" Jane called, her voice easily carrying over the muffled sound of the ocean.

Caroline waved her hand carelessly. She sat down on the towel, propping herself up on her elbows.  Her gaze drifted lazily to the beach full of handsome men, then back to the two girls in the waves. She watched them for a moment, then began fanning herself with her fan.

A few minutes later,  Maddie emerged from the water and approached Caroline, water running down her tanned legs. "You're just going to sunbathe, right?" she asked, sitting down beside her on the sand.

Caroline turned her head, still fanning her. She shrugged slightly. "Just admiring the view," she said, smiling at the men on the beach. Her voice was full of desire.

"What else?" Maggie remarked, scooping up a handful of sand and letting it sift through her fingers.  "You know, you can swim with us in the water and then get out, kind of like some Bond chick in one of his old movies I used to watch with my dad, but I don't remember which one." and playfully nudged her with her elbow.

A soft giggle escaped Caroline. "I think it was Die Another Day." She thinking, then she move her eyes toward Maddie and started fanning herself again. "Okay, give me a few minutes, I'll be there soon, so I can finish reading." She then pulled a glossy magazine out of her bag and began leafing through it. Her gaze flicked over the summer fashion article, pausing briefly on the article about men's swimwear (Maddie rolled her eyes, smiled at this and back to water), before moving on to the lifestyle article. After she finished reading, she put the magazine aside and ran into the water. "Okay, girls, get ready for a real sex bomb now."

Alt Shift: Father to trophy wife 2: summer

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A over year had passed since Alt Shift. I, once Zoe, found myself in my husband's body, my husband in his father's, and his father in my body. A new law forced us to assume the roles of our new bodies. Although I sympathized with my husband's loss of years, I was also happy to be the successor of company. In my former body, many considered me a foolish trophy wife, a gold digger, a secretary who got where she was thanks to her looks (and while it certainly help, it weren't the only factor). Now I could fully utilize my intelligence and role as successor to the company's CEO to implement my ideas. 
I was surprised by the attitude of my father-in-law, now my wife. We didn't get along; he considered me a foolish gold digger, and I considered him a conservative asshole.  
However, the new law forced us to marry, and with more time together, we got to know each other better. He learned about my intelligence, and I about his past as the rebellious hippie son of a rich couple from south, who traveled around the country with his friends in the 1980s. I was surprised by how easily he slipped into the role of trophy wife that those assholes from the Alt Shift committee had assigned me; he felt like a duck to water. 

After a year and a half, we were a fully-fledged married couple. We had just been on vacation by the sea, spending all our time sunbathing, having sex, swimming, sex, visiting monuments, sex, eating at luxurious restaurants, and, of course: sex.


We had just been to the beach, where I watched "Zoe"—or rather, Kieran in my old body—stand in the water and let the waves hit her. It was surreal to see my old body moving by a completely different person.

"Are you coming in?"  she called, and her voice, new Zoe, sounded more sensual than I had ever imagined.

I followed her, waves lapping our faces, salty wind ruffling our hair. It felt so natural. Playing with her in the sea, seeing the joy on the face that had once been my own, was intoxicating. She was so alive, so invigorated by new life, perhaps truly free of burden for the first time.

FOSE Secretary Affair 2.6 Summer Special

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This is the, uhm the ☀️, a benevolent golden ball, hanging high above the ocean. A breeze played with my long hair, which now cascades over my shoulders. The first summer since FOSE had passed. Vanessa, in my old Isaiah body, slipped easily into the role of CEO. It turned out she understood all those complicated terms—she was a natural. She gave orders, closed connections, charmed investors. All the boring things I used to have to do on my own. Now, as Vanessa, the secretary, life was… wonderful, beautifully simple. My biggest concern was the coffee machine, not the multimillion-dollar decisions. It replaced them daily, a quiet satisfaction. Sure, the salary was lower, the apartment cozier, but those were.prices I am willing paid for.  Yes, I had to cut ties with my wife and children, but honestly, I never liked that old harpy, and I only married her out of obligation (and the threat of alimony).

My "destiny" is to be a secretary—"and the boss's mistress" (and a stripper). I was currently at the beach with Dustin, the marketing director, on his business trip. I was quite surprised to notice that since Valentine's Day, various executives from the board had been trying to secure my presence on their trips. Dustin strode across the sand toward the bar, and I caught a glimmer of something inscrutable in them before I ordered a some whiskey. My body, old Vanessa's body, was young and in excellent shape, much better than mine old one. The subtle sway of my hips on the way to the sea, the lingering touch as I handed someone a drink.  It's a new body language that brought surprising wonders...
Later, during sex, I leaned into Dustin. "You have no idea," I murmured "how much a woman can obey.. 😘." His hand tightened almost imperceptibly on my breast. A light kiss, fleeting like a butterfly's, brushed his cheek. I don't look for for something seriously, either as male or female. Just... experience. I felt like I was fulfilling an old fantasy.

From CEO to Trophy Wife love being housewife

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It had been two years since the accident that had turned Matt into Amy. Matt had initially been terrified by these physical changes, being a woman, the loss of CEO status and becoming a trophy wife of new CEO. Now after years, she couldn't believe how wrong she/he was. Being a housewife was the best thing that had ever happened to her; otherwise he would have died surrounded by stock market fluctuations and so on. He felt a huge burden lifted from him. Instead, he/she had a carefree life as the CEO's wife. Sure, she/he still made decisions from time to time to the board, but these were loose obligations, and as time went on, she became increasingly irritated by questions about what to do. It wasn't her company anymore, it was her husband's company. She was just an accessory, and she felt great in thisvrole. Her only commitment to the company was to be a model occasionally. Although perhaps she'll become an actress someday?

From CEO to Trophy Wife: blah blah

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“Jeoffrey?” Amy muttered pleadingly from the balcony, adjusting her bikini strap. “Could you refill my mojito?”
Jeoffrey, one of Matt’s oldest friends, a key member of the company’s board of directors, and now his/her lover, chuckled as he took champagne from the ice bucket. “I still can’t believe you convinced George to send us to the Maldives for a ‘strategic business trip’” he said, handing her a glass. “Meanwhile, the company is preparing to announce its third-quarter results. Are you sure we shouldn’t be…worried?”

Amy took a long, delicious sip, her eyes half-closed, gazing at the horizon. “What are you worried about, honey lovey? The stock price? If George does his job well, it’ll be fine. He’s also naive and will believe any nonsense I tell him.” She winked.  "Besides, I already told him to push for the acquisition of that tech startup of Sterling Corp. There's potential there, and honestly, their CEO, Liam, is quite hot."

Jeoffrey almost choked on his drink. "You recommended it because the CEO is hot?"

"Among other things!" Amy giggled, stretching lazily. "Now, about that new line of designer bikinis I saw at the boutique... I think they'd look absolutely 'divinely/admirably' on me, don't you?"

Jeoffrey just shook his head, a resigned smile plastered on his face. He knew perfectly well who was really in charge—and it wasn't George. It was a woman who was currently more interested in bikini than the balance sheet. But then again, the company had never been more profitable.  "But Matt, I mean Amy, if the quarterly reports aren't good, then..."

Suddenly frowning, Amy replied, "Blah, blah, blah. NO. Life's definitely too short for spreadsheets, I'm on vacation now," and she returned to her cheerful mood.

From CEO to Trophy Wife: business

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Liam watched her, sunlight glinting off her hair. Amy was a beautiful though bimbo enigma, a dazzling distraction from the relentless corporate grind. He knew she was married to the new CEO of Aura Solutions after the previous one had disappeared, yet she moved with a rebellious ease that captivated him. He tried to subtly tease from her  informations about her husband Company new ideas. She only laughed, failing to notice the mischievous intelligence in her eyes that belied her "dumb blonde" demeanor, before kissing him until he forgot the question. He knew she didn't care about corporate rivalry; their affair encounters were purely for her amusement. And, dangerously, he cared less and less about Sterling Corp when she was around. He pushed himself off the dune, a broad smile spreading across his face. "Tired of playing the CEO's wife?" he joked. "That depends on how good you are in bed," she replied.  Liam had no idea that Amy was doing final checks on whether her husband should buy or not his company.

From CEO to Trophy Wife: Secret(ary) lover

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Leo was Matt's personal secretary, now he was secretary of Amy's husband: George Crowares.  Leo was likely the lowest-ranking person in the company who knew what had really happened to the CEO Matt. So when he received word from him to meet at his apartment, he thought it was business. He was surprised when it turned out differently: Amy wanted him to be her lover. "With all due respect, sir, I mean madam, but this isn't a professional having affair between employees," he said, to which Amy replied, "But sunshine, I don't work for the company, I'm just the CEO's wife. My only job is being a housewife, a bit of an influencer, and an occasionally also model." she replied with a smile. She then put on an Abba song and dragged him to the balcony to admire the view. He wasn't sure which view, the one outside or her, only that when he got out, the day was much hotter, and he was now on the Lady Crowares list of many lovers.

Things Will Never Be the Same with Dad 5: Summer

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"That was the whole frat party, my bitches."
The Florida sun, the sticky, sweet smell of cheap beer and suntan lotion, the endless bass thumping from every corner of the beach—it all felt like a fever dream now. My body, still pulsing with the last vestiges of energy from the past week, felt strangely familiar.

I ran my hand over my stomach, then up to my breasts, which were now undeniably ample, practically spilling out of my bikini. My appearance apparently made me a magnet for college students.

For now, I just had to get through summer vacations. I went there with Maddie's friends, hoping to calm my thoughts about my  relationship with Anthony. That I'd find, at most, a gentleman who would treat me like a delicate, beautiful flower. Ha!  What did that even mean anymore? Delicate flowers don't have group sex on motel floors. "Respect" was thrown out with the first slurred pick-up line, replaced by raw, unvarnished pleasure. And my Goddes it was pleasure.

My old life seemed so… subdued now. Sex with my ex-wife had been, in retrospect, largely superficial Sure, we tried experimenting, but my wife was reluctant despite her own experiments from the mistakes of youth, and tries with Anthony... well I lacked experience in my new body. Never again. Every touch, every thrust was a revelation. I learned more about orgasms in cew days than I had in years as a man. It was like living in black and white and suddenly stumbling upon a colorfull rave.

"OMG! Not bad, but what about Anthony!!!" It was Chloe, one of Maddie's friends. This was another new territories.  Before the change, my social life revolved around golf buddies and networking events amd others old geezer stuffs. Now I had a group of young women who wanted to talk about makeup, boy bands, and… well sex too, considering previous Maddie though that rather surprised for them in new Maddie, who had previously has been quiet and demure.

But these were my friends now.

"Easy, he's on a business trip to Europe, plus Sandra, his mother has my back, and I have complete faith in her on that," I replied, a little bold in my new assertiveness. Let the spilling begin. The "expertise" I'd acquired in Florida seemed like something to be at least discussed. Not just the physical acts, but the pure, unadulterated freedom of it all. It was intoxicating. And a little terrifying. But mostly intoxicating.

Things Will Never Be the Same with Dad 4: Summer

 

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In the kitchen, Terrance Thomas Copeland, or rather the new Maddie Lynn that Terrance was now, leaned against the counter, posing for the camera.

"So? I look amazing, don't I. I'm sure the girls and guys will.be green with surprise," Terrance announced, striking a pose that accentuated the curve of her hips. Her new body, in her twenties, exuded a suppleness, a strength Terrance hadn't felt in… well, decades.

Sandra, stirring her coffee, laughed softly. "You've always been quite the narcissist, especially about your body. No wonder it still held up so well at your age. Now you've just changed your pov."

Terrance snorted playfully. "Well, I won't deny that my old body is still a pretty good piece of meat, but it's a little too old for me. No offense."  He pointed towards… well, Terrance's old body, which was currently enjoying a relaxing moment in the living room.

Sandra took a sip of her coffee, her eyes twinkling over the rim of the mug. "I'm not kidding, you are decades younger and woman. We tried, and it didn't work out, and Maddie's charm in your body fits perfectly. I have to say, I'm surprised you're so drawn to this chubby body." Her gaze traveled over Terrance's new figure, lingering on his full curves.

Without hesitation, Terrance pressed a hand to her chest as if to emphasize the point. "Chubby, maybe, but it highlights my assets even more." The playful wink was typical of Terrance, the spark of an old, confident man embodied by a chubby, young woman. But the humor quickly faded, replaced by a slight grimace.  "But I admit, it still annoys me that my boyfriend, our former son, still hasn't proposed."

Sandra sighed, a familiar weariness tinging her voice. She'd heard that lament more times than she could count over the past few months. "You have to give him time; this is new to him, after all."

"I've given him months, and he still hasn't said anything. Sometimes I think about taking a few affairs with other boys, though I'm afraid then I won't be your daughter-in-law and we'll see each other less often." Terrance stomped her foot. The thought was clearly a deterrent, because the bond with Sandra, built over decades of marriage and now redefined by this surreal new family dynamic, was something Terrance treasured.

Sandra set down her mug with a clink. Her eyes, suddenly sharp and full of deliberate mischief, met Terrance's.  "Don't worry, there's no chance of that. You know what, he's going on a business trip, so go with Maddie's friends—well, your friends—to Miami and spend a few nights with some other guys. Who knows? Maybe it'll work out for the best; it's worked out for us more than once. I'll cover for you if anything happens."

A smile slowly spread across Terrance's face, banishing his earlier brief anger. The suggestion hung in the air, bold and liberating.

Terrance ran across the kitchen and spontaneously hug Sandra. "And that's why I loved you."

Sandra, her shoulders shaking with quiet laughter, patted Terrance on the back. "Even in a new body, with a new purpose, some things never change."

 As Terrance pulled away, her eyes sparkling, she began humming a cheerful tune, picturing herself on a Miami beach. And he/she really did look amazing, he/she thought, staring at Maddie body reflection in the mirror.

Things Will Never Be the Same with Dad 3: Summer

 

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The old Maddie, now Terrance, looked with interest at her former body, which was being adjusting a bikini, a bikini she would never have worn herself. Terrance had completely changed her wardrobe; she had a complex about her look, and Terrance wasn't ashamed of it and accepted it wholeheartedly. An interesting decision for someone who, even in middle age, was still in shape. Her relationship with Eddie had died very quickly; there was no chance at all. However, she and Sandra had quickly come together right after Terrance's failed attempts, after it he had moved on to his ex-son. She and Sandra felt like an old married couple by now. She had surreptitiously overheard a guy at the pool saying to Terrance in her old body, "You're a sexy babe," to which Terrance replied, "Yeah, I know," and a faint sense of pride washed over her, seeing how her former father-in-law and (hopefully) future daughter-in-law had adapted to her new body.

Role exchanger: CEO swap with daughter: summer time

 Let's just say this is the beginning of the unofficial summer specials.

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I was just sitting on the beach, sunbathing, and listening to the new One Republic track. Apparently my taste in music also had changed,.or it was or It was because I am in a youthful body and I live a youthful culture now. My boyfriend, Harold, went out to get cocktails. In the meantime, I was observing other beachgoers. Admittedly, some of them were quite eye catching, it making me think that just a few years ago I didn't have time for the beach at all, and it was right behind our villa. Luckily, my brother/ex-daughter had taken up the business in his young body. Sometimes I felt a longing for her, and we felt like Role Exchanger had influenced us by adding our mutual desire, so we tried to focus on other things: she on the corporation, and I on making up for wasted time I did as male and the boys. Currently, I was with Harold Ford. He used to be a female secretary in Japan until RE hit him too. Now he's an office manager. He's also pursuing a some model on the side. I didn't mind it, I considered it a challenge. I was curious which of us would give in first, because he was with me to get a higher position, and to be fait I have no problem with it.  

Oh, he just came back with the cocktails, the sun perfectly highlight his muscles and made me smile with excitement..

Swapped at birth: Corp problems

 "I know it looks the way it does, but that's the law. Swapped by Birth has no influence on my decisions, and know that my business sense is still sharp." Chuck said to the unconvinced board. He sighed in frustration. The thought that he, a man in his 40s with a wife and four children, turned out to be swapped by birth frustrated him. Where was it when he was younger, just like with his oldest daughter Emma, now his son Eric. His wife decided to file for divorce papers on grounds of sexual incompatibility, and she had every right to do so. However, she said she would stay home for the sake of their youngest children, but it was over between them. Although Chuck understood this, it didn't mean he took it well. At work, it was even worse. He felt that being a woman had lowered his status among the employees. And as CEO, he had no intention of allowing that, even if from now on he had to wear a bra to hold everything in place. He still wore his masculine-looking suits (though mainly because he hadn't updated his wardrobe yet), and he wasn't planning on wearing high heels.  Likewise, he has no intention of considering of any affairs.
"So I hope our cooperation will continue to work out," he/she said, and the board, though reluctant, agreed. It was partially helped by listening to his ex-wife's advice, who suggested giving certain "beneficials" to the most reluctant among them; she even showed him/her how to do it.

Swapped at birth: Tina

 Swapped at Birth is an event that occurred due to a malfunction in some machinery long ago. This phenomenon making people that born at the similiar time to swap bodies right after birth. This phenomenon still occurs, so such people are born every year. However, scientists have developed machines that allow the process to be reversed, allowing people to return to their previous bodies; this requires the consent of just only one person.


Tom was one such case. A girl at his school, Emma from rich family, was born on the same day as him, and it turned out they were Swapped at Birth. She seized the opportunity and finally requested a body swap. Tom opposed it, but the law was on her side, and after a short time, they swapped bodies/returned to their original bodies. Emma, now known as Eric, quickly adapted to her new situation and joined the football team, where she quickly became a star, even outshining Tom's previous achievements on the team. She also became popular among girls in high school as the guy who truly understood them.  

Tom, now known as Tina, has taken on a different persona. He still prefers to dress in more masculine clothes and engage in various masculine games with boys. You could say he's become a tomboy(though with a Girly Streak). At the same time, his gender transition affected his relationships with his friends. Besides simple entertainment, they were also friends with the beneficiaries who experimented. Since Tina was the only girl in the group, it's easy to imagine what that experimentation looked like. After a year Tina had already adapted to her new situation and loved spending time with the boys. Even Eric would drop by occasionally, and in a sense, they also became friends. They had to admit that returning to their old bodies was a great decision; for the first time in a long time, they felt fully themselves.