Stranded : Secret lover 2 CYOA

 This is my first CYOA, so there may be some mistakes.

Previous part 

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Two months have passed since Stranded, which left Harvey and Carnise stuck in each other's bodies forever. Harvey lost his wealth and the privileges of being white men in favor of being a black woman, and Carnise, in his body, had grown to enjoy being a man and being dominant. Harvey already experienced two periods and a glimpse of what it's like to be a black woman struggling with poverty. They were thrilled by the constant newness, afraid of falling into a rut, but thanks to this new situation, they discovered a wealth of new sensations, especially since they still had to hide they relationship from his boring wife, which excited them even more. They knew that staying with the status quo was out of the question. They decided they had to do something, which was:

- Divorce and get married

- Telling wife about the affair without mentioning Bodyswap
- Telling wife about the affair with mentioning Bodyswap 
- Telling wife about the Bodyswap without mentioning the affair

- Getting a job as a secretary

- Cutting off contact

Kippa’s Coup and Body Swapped Ruler of Nehonkarha

 

A thousand years before the descent of Tholin, Mnemoptype IV foolishly ruled the desert land of Nehonkarha with a cruel hand. This displeased his concubine, who was power-hungry but also believed that she will be a better ruler. She was also a powerful sorceress, and using her abilities, she created a pair of body-swapping earrings. Using her charm, she performed the swap with him, simultaneously using a spell to rob her old body of its voice. The look of the former ruler shock on her former face was priceless. 

P2
All attempts to contact the old Mnemoptype tried were in vain; not only was he mute in his new body, but he also never found it necessary to read or write. He also didn't understand how the palace system or half the machines worked. This led many to believe Kippa, previously considered a reasonable and calm concubine, had lost her mind.  Hearing this news, Kippa, in the body of Mnemoptypus, busy rebuilding the country, decided to take charge and make the old ruler useful even in her body.

P3. Kippa ordered her old body bathed in a milk of aphrodisiac. It was her own invention; even a few drops were enough. She was curious how the bath would turn out. The former ruler resisted, but as soon as he fell into the milk, his resistance quickly faded, his eyes clouded over, and he began bathing. A moment later, he began looking at Kippa new body with desire.

P4. The next day, the ruler of Arisinia arrived, with whom the treaty would bring great benefits to the kingdom. Among the gifts he received, besides jewelry, was Kippa's body, inhabited by the old ruler Mnemoptype. Not only did he not resist, but he quickly began fawning over him, accepting it with a smile.  Curious about his thoughts, Kippa used a mind-reading spell, but all she found was "sex, I want sex, kiss me and sex." She felt she might have overdone with aphrodisiac milk and burned too many thought coils in her old body. On the other hand, the former ruler had become happy.

P5. At the Arisinia court, the old ruler enjoyed a wonderful life. He had plenty of sex and was constantly receiving attention. He/She was the ruler's favorite, which was helped by the fact that she was stupid and illiterate, so she didn't waste time on unnecessary conventions and gave him a brood of 15 children. Even if the aphrodisiac ever left her system, she didn't show it. Meanwhile, Keppe, in her new body, made Mnemoptype IV the Stupid into Mnemoptype IV The Great, restored the country, and restored its power.  As for the earrings, right after her transformation she send them to Aisinia where they apparently put into the vault among the others, they can't be used to prolong life anyway, and if fate wants it, someone will find them someday.

FOSE, Betrayal, and a Wife’s Hidden Scheme

 Steve knew he was in deep ass after FOSE he swapped bodies with his secretary, Domi. He knew he was in danger of being thrown out of the house because his wife, Belinda, had all the assets. The company was technically her family's, but because she was a woman, she couldn't inherit it, so an arranged marriage was arranged between them. Their marriage wasn't perfect, but it worked. Of course, he took advantage of his privileges and occasionally cheated on his wife with his secretaries. He was afraid he'd end up in the gutter for cheating on his wife and lose his assets. However, to his surprise, his wife offered not to divorce him, but because of his new body, his secretary would take on his duties, and he would move into a house where he'd have practically nothing to do except keep an eye on the house.  

What he don't know was that his wife and secretary were actually friends and lovers (both were bisexual) and had conspired to catch him having an affair and thus force a divorce, so that she could inherit the company. However, when FOSE suprise them, they decided to use it as advantage in this to seize power in the company that was always supposed to be Belinda's—and keep her husband around as a trophy. At the same time, they came up with a way to give him some suggestions.



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Six months later, Steve was admiring his new phone, which he had recently purchased. Because the company and all assets had passed into the control of his wife and Dom, he had no assets of his own and was living solely on they goodwill. He was surprised by how willing his wife and secretary were to share a bed together and even sometimes invited him for a threesome, to which, after initial reluctance, he agreed. However, he also wanted his own source of income. Initially, he considered returning to the company, but he was afraid of humiliation and unsure how Dom and Belinda would react.  Then the idea of stripping came to him. He managed to find a job at a bar across town (so no one would recognize him) with the option of working irregular hours (so the rest of the household wouldn't get suspicious). He was surprised by how much he enjoyed it and thought he'd found a good job, though he still missed being a CEO.

What Steve didn't know was that he had fallen victim to Doma and Belinda's manipulation. They had placed tapes under his bed suggesting that being in a threesome as a woman wasn't so bad, or that working as a stripper was good idea. The bar itself became their property after Steve took a job there. And the boss regularly sent tapes of "Lather" performances to Doma and Belinda, who watched with satisfaction as they saw Steve's deserved fate.

Alt Shift: Bonbon Diary

 

 

Previous part 
https://fantasytgcaption.blogspot.com/2026/08/alt-shift-high-mind.html?m=0

Day 23: I just tried some cream cake while listening to classical music (I’ve never been a big fan of modern bubble pop). In my previous body, I didn’t like sweets. In this case, however, even a single bite gives me a truly organic pleasure. According to Bombon herself—who is now in the body of my pimp, Anton Harding—she used to like sweets, but not to the point where they gave her that much pleasure. The same goes for sexual intercourse. Though I also have this strange feeling as if my new mouth wants something phallic when I eat or drink something, and thoughts of it make me tingle and increase saliva production in my salivary glands. When I asked Bonbon—or rather, Anton now—about it, he blushed and refused to answer. Apparently, the new sensations in my body are stimulating my pleasure center more intensely. Similarly, I’m slowly starting to feel an attraction to weed, especially since the sex I had with Bonbon in her new male body as part of an experiment (she herself found herself in the body of her own pimp who liked to have sexual intercourse with her) was also addictively pleasurable. For now, however, I’m sticking to my theory that the body doesn’t affect identity. It doesn’t help that the government recently passed a law declaring “Alt Shift” to be mass hypnosis, which limits my ability to publish this journal in the future and restricts the scope of my research.

Day 365: Party Rock Anthem song is playing in the background (I’ll admit that I’m starting to like modern music more and more), and the unofficial “Alt Shift” anniversary organized by Bonbon—or rather Anton Harding now. I was surprised at how well my research is going; I’ve written as many as three journals in a year, and there will likely be even more. Unfortunately, for now, I can’t publish them due to government actions. I’ll have to wait until the regulations ease up. But that doesn’t seem likely anytime soon. This new body of mine is a real treasure trove of knowledge. It’s addicted to both sex and weed, and alcohol itself really turns me on. Anton even said I’m more promiscuous than he’s ever been. After all, I’ve slept with 248 people over the past year, and I’m practically addicted to sex. 
“Relax, like, seriously? Just totally chill out, okay? Like, stop stressing! We have to, keep up appearances for the government, you know?" I answer to old Bonbon/new Anton. And Anton also added that she would never wear such a revealing dress to a party like this.
Well, no wonder she wouldn’t; after all, I was the one who bought it. I hope the government won’t cause any trouble over this.


Day 2000:  That's how many days have gone by, gag me with a spoon. So this is, like, totally my last entry. Five books should be, like, enough, fer sure. Especially since the evil government still won't, like, let them get published. So sadly they'll have to, like, stay in the attic, for some time being. 

My conclusions are, like, this: a new body doesn't change the mind, but the stuff it's hooked on definitely does. The government, like, totally messed up the research when it ordered me to use them to fit in. Even though Anton's like said that I smoke as much in a week as he used to in a month. And I've, like, lost count of how many times I've done the sex. All these addictions have, like, messed with me so much that my brain's a total disaster, and when I tried to read the first journal, Anton had to, like, explain some of the words to me. Just writing the fifth journal took, like, a little over three years, no joke. I'm still, like, super smart, but I just don't feel like thinking—empty bliss is, like, way more chill. Aqua's "Barbie Girl" is, like, playing in the background right now; I don't know why I wasn't into this bubble gum songs before—maybe it's simple, but it's, like, so catchy. And I'm about to, like, go on a date with Anton. 
So if I don't, like, manage to get this published while I'm still alive, Caitlin "Bonbon" Sharp sends her love. And if I do, like, manage to publish it, I'll delete this part, so still, love. XOXO.

Because of my daughter

 This isn't my work, but Karina Body Swap, I just translate, link here: 

https://karinabodyswap.blogspot.com/2025/05/blog-post_7.html?m=0

 Since I don't speak Spanish, and English isn't my native language, I first translated it into my native language and then into English, so there may be some errors. I also added a few extra words for licentia poetica.


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 - Dad, it’s time for you to come to the wedding! -
- Shut up, you fucking brat! It’s all your fault this happened, so just let me smoke in peace -

- But Dad, my boyfriend is waiting for us, well you and remember, we’ll have a better life with him -
- Yeah, yeah, I’m coming right now, damn it! -

Damn it all to hell, may that moment be cursed when my daughter caught me masturbating when this whole FOSE thing happened and caused us to switch bodies, and to top it all off, now I have to pretend I’m her and marry that idiot, her boyfriend, who won’t even be able to support us, and he just tricked her so he could sleep with her. The worst part is that now I’m definitely the one who’ll have to sleep with him and have kids with him. I just hope he doesn’t turn out to be the kind of guy who’ll torment me afterward. I’ll also have to be careful not to gain weight now that I’ll be having to give birth to those brats, because I don’t want to be a fat woman after having kids like my mother—man, it’s so hard being a woman.  Fuck, though I have to admit my daughter has some nice, big tits, even though they’re a real burden for me and they’re always bouncing around; and I don’t even want to imagine what they’ll look like when I start having things with pregnancy.