The Father They Loved, the Sister They Found

 Jack Weir was a single 40-year-old father of two twin daughters, Dina and Nina, now 20. Despite the challenges of being a single parent, he managed to balance work and family. All three had a great relationship and loved each other very much, even though his daughters sometimes complained that he was too protective.

However, this changed when he was seriously injured in an accident and fell into a coma. Doctors then suggested a new, experimental treatment for his daughter, which would use their DNA. Seeing this as the only chance to save his life, they agreed immediately. Jack survived and came back to life, but with significant side effects. He woke up as a 20-year-old woman.

Adjusting to this new situation wasn't easy for Jack, or rather Jina. Fortunately, the government covered the costs.  Assimilation was worse. He was relegated from a father figure to a younger sister of his daughters, who loved their new sister, spoiled her, and strictly taught her how their little sister should behave. Although Jina was initially irritated by this training, as well as by the throwing away of her old clothes, he/she eventually began to appreciate the time she could spend with her sisters, which he never had enough time to spend with his daughters in his old body. Even the trips to buy new clothes, while irritating, also brought joy in the fact that they could spend more time together. 

Besides the typical feminine things, they also taught him/her how the current generation behaves, how to use social media, and so on. They also taught her how to pick up a guy, although in this case, he/she put up a bit of resistance, although her body sent butterflies in her stomach when she saw certain handsome men. She tried to hide it, but her sisters read her like an open book.  

Jina was just posting on Instagram while she and her sisters were getting ready for the party; it had become a habit.

Nina (left), Jina (middle), Dina (right)


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King of Jesters

 King Engeramus was the ruler of the island kingdom, Peator. He was known for his bawdy sense of humor (he often say that if he weren't king, he'd like to be a comedian), and for his good administration and diplomacy. He knew he had to be careful with the growing power of the Leifre empire. 
Suddenly, one day, he awoke in the body of a woman, and an unfamiliar face sat on his throne. When he complained to the court wizard about this, wizard told him, "If it is true, then King Baynard had most likely found the genie lamp and rewritten reality, and since that, nothing could be done about it." Wizard said that.Engeramus, or rather Bolewen now, should assume her role as court jester.

 Engeramus tried to convince others that he or rather now she was the true king, but no one believed Bolewen, not helped by the absurd harlequin outfit she wore, and the fact that despite the change, she still had a tendency to tell ribald jokes. She was adored by the court and nicknamed "King of Fools," which only frustrated her further. However, the final laugh belonged to her, as King Baynard was not a good king, and the Leifre Empire took advantage of this, quickly conquering Peator in 1657 year, and publicly beheading the king. 
"I accidentally mixed up a bottle of alcohol with a magic lamp. Now I'm sipping on jinn & juice," Bolewen said among her many jokes upon witnessing the king's death. After his death, she remained at court, now under the rule of a new viceroy, and entertained the new rulers from Leifre. And she loved to laugh at the irony that, if not for this wish, she would probably have been the one to lose her (or rather his then) head.

She then published comedy entitled "The King of Jesters".  "King of Jesters", was full of vulgar jokes and jokes in the story of how the king swapped bodies with a jester, although it did not meet with a good opinion among the high-born, it was loved by the commoners, and over time it became a timeless classic.

(CYOAC)Telling wife about the affair without mentioning Bodyswap

  A whole year done passed since I told my wife ’bout the affair, but we ain’t say nothin’ ’bout dat body swap. So what happened was, the Carnise in my body got took over by my wife thumb, and I lost her legit job, plus my wife had so much clout I couldn’t find no legal work nowhere. I was stuck in the ghetto hood, hustlin’ them kinda shady jobs just to get by. I had a boyfriend too, he was down wit the local gang, the Ballas, and he treated me like some kinda ho, always gettin’ on me without askin’. And it wasn’t just him neither—his gang homies was up on me too, since I was kinda an unofficial member. We ain’t even had no washer at the crib, so I had to hit up the local laundromat once a month, blos up on the staff dicks to get my clothes washed cheap. I was deep in that hood life, all the way absorbed in dat ghetto vibe. Life was rough, but I loved every damn minute. No boring routine, no wifey. Even if I could, I wouldn’t switch back to bein’ a white cracker.

Self-defense training

Boyfriend dies in gang shooting

(CYOAC) Divorce and get married

 A crazy year passed, during which Carnise in my body divorced my wife, giving her a quarter of our fortune (a small loss), and then we got married. We had a wild wedding night and a honeymoon, during which we did the craziest things we could think of. I felt great in the role of a trophy wife, who for many was just a decoration for they boss. The servants were there for my every whim, there was everything, and the private sauna provided comfort. Unfortunately, we quickly fell into a marital rut, and we began to wonder if maybe it had been a mistake, but it was too late for that.

Staying in home

Going outside  

(CYOAC)Telling wife about the affair with mentioning Bodyswap

 

A year had passed since we told my wife about the swap and affair. My wife seemed sympathetic, so she offered a solution. As a result, Carnise, in my body, was placed under my wife's control and continued to hold the CEO position. And after I lost my job for unknown reasons, Carnise gave me a gardening position, even though I had no talent for it, a small servant's quarters, and the minimum wage. My encounters with Carnise were equally intense but less frequent because my wife was watching us, so we also had side affairs: she with her secretary, I with the pool boy. I could also hear the sounds of her having sex with Carnise; they were were heard clearly because she always opened the windows. More than once, while I was working hard in the garden, I could see a faint smile on my ex wife's face, as if she was enjoyed to put me in the role of a servant. Well, jokes on her, because I enjoyed it too.

 Mistress ignored her

 Mistress give her still some tasks