Pale, rail-thin, and bespectacled; fifteen year old Jeff Samuels let out a deep, resigned sigh and turned on his xbox. By no means a social butterfly, Jeff was most definitely not looking forward to yet another day at school. With his love of sci-fi, comics, and video gaming, and an intellect far in excess of his fellow students, the young many often found himself the odd man out among his classmates.
Jeff usually spent his days getting his face pounded in by bullies and jocks. On this Saturday morning Jeff was spending it like many of his others by sitting around and playing video games. Jeff was an avid gamer who averaged about 8 hours of gaming a day while somehow managing to carry a perfect GPA. For Jeff intellectual things came quite easily and with little to no effort.
As Jeff continued to play he heard a knock coming from his closet. The knock at first startled Jeff who let out a slight gasp as he heard the knock. In a timid manner Jeff slowly stood up and cautiously approached the close and slowly slid it open. To Jeff's utter shock his biological father was standing in the doorway. Jeff knew this from the pictures his mother had shown him and before Jeff could say anything his real father spoke up, "Hello son. You probably have a million questions for me as you should, but I need to prepare you for what will be happening to you in about five minuets. The reason your mother and I split up is because of my power. As you might know your mother became pregnant with you when we were both about 15. It was a mistake, but she couldn't say no to having you. I had to leave because of my power."
Jeff was confused, "What power? Jeff's father stood there with a look of anxiety and let out a sigh. This is going to be hard to believe, but you and I are body hoppers." Jeff was even more perplexed, "What does that mean?" Jeff's dad smiled a bit, "It means we can be anyone we want and live their lives." Jeff knew that that couldn't be true, "So you're really here for money or something?" Jeff's dad laughed, "No actually. I'm here because in about 2 minuets you'll be making your first hop."
"Hop?" Jeff questioned "What does that mean?" Jeffs dad smiled further, "It means that your head will soon be perched on another person's body."
Jeff felt a strange sensation begin to arise in his neck, "My neck feels weird...Who will I switch with?" Jeff's dad laughed, "The closest non swapper near you." Jeff stomach sank and his face grew grim...,"Samantha Roberts!" Jeff's dad laughed a little more, "Is that your neighbor? I remember the first time I was a woman. Some thirty year old real estate agent. She wore the highest heels." Jeff frowned, "You don't understand dad. She's a stripper basically!" Jeffs dad was quick to calm down his son, "Don't worry I'm scheduled to swap with you. We'll both swap together."
Suddenly Jeff's vision blurred and everything went black. When his vision returned he immediately noticed that he was no longer in his own room. Jeff instantly recognized that the room was across from his house and with a quick glance down confirmed his suspicions. Instead of his usual nerdy pale frame, Jeff's head now sat on the incredibly sexy frame of Samantha Roberts. Samantha was the most popular girl at Jeff's high school prominently because of her body. And quite a body it was! Samantha's, now Jeff's, body was dressed in a preposterously short denim miniskirt that showed off her long tan legs. Jeff ran his new slender hands down his smooth tan thighs and then reached up to Samantha's large breasts and began to feel them up. Before Jeff could get another touch of his new body...
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