It had been two months since Greg Anderson received that fateful e-mail from the apparent Gene. He originally thought it a hoax, but boy was he wrong. When he had asked to get closer to Jessica, his bratty 16 year old daughter, Greg never envisioned anything like this. Most people would assume that getting closer to someone would involve talking, or conversing with someone. The Gene thought differently.
Two months ago, the morning after he had replied to the e-mail, Greg expected to wake up in bed with his wife Susan, instead he awoke in his daughter's.When he first awoke he thought nothing was amiss when he saw his own reflection in the mirror. Sure enough his own head looked the same, his trimmed beard, thick rimmed glasses, but what he saw next made him scream.
Beneath his head was his own daughter's body. Whenever Greg moved his arm, her arm moved. Greg was horrified. Hours earlier he had his own 40 year old male body, now he had the body of a sixteen year old girl wearing a white tank top and pink panties.
What was worse than the visage of his new body was the feel. Greg could feel his breasts, a rather large set of c's. He could feel his new long tan legs as the cool air of the room hit his skin.
Two months later Greg had slightly become used to his new body, and not to mention his new life. Greg originally thought that people would be terrified seeing a 40 year old man's head on a 16 year old's body, but instead everyone now saw him as Jessica. His wife, his son, even his daughter whose head freakily sat upon his former body and acted completely like he would. To everyone he was a beautiful high school cheerleader.
The cheerleader part had been the worst. Standing in front of hundreds, shaking his daughter's body in ways that horrified himself. Despite this hatred Greg continued. He didn't know why. He tried to re-access his e-mail looking for the sender of the original e-mail, but he couldn't find anything. He kept hope however to find the sender and switch back with his daughter. Because of this hope, he wanted to follow his daughter's life much like she would. That meant being a cheerleader.
This also meant being a good girlfriend. Before he had switched heads with Jessica, she had seen a guy named Nick for about two weeks. He was an alright guy. He played wide receiver on the football team and to Greg had been nothing but nice.
Now, two months after the swap, Greg was dressed in a short white skirt, a pink cleavage revealing tank top, and an assortment of gold bracelets and necklaces. Greg had seen Jessica wear the same outfit on Jessica's first date with Nick.
Greg and Nick were sitting on Nick's bed, and to their knowledge, alone in his house. For about ten minutes Greg and Nick had been making out. It was weird for Greg, but he had to admit he was getting aroused as Nick stuck his tongue into Greg's mouth. Greg continued to do so in return. He had to admit, it felt good, and his body's hormones were raging.
What does Greg do?
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