"What the hell is a swapper?" Mark grumbled, still not believing what he was seeing in front of him.
"It is what the name implies young man!" the elderly man said as he sashayed over to him, his curvy hips swaying. "You don't seriously think a surgeon gave me this body do you?" the old man then chuckled, before introducing himself as Joseph, an 83-year old Korean war veteran. "I'm a swapper, or...more specifically I can switch heads with people" he said.
"Um...yeah...right!" Mark muttered, looking Joseph up and down. His body did indeed seem 100% female from the way down, and it couldn't have been no older than 25.
Joseph quickly stepped forward as Mark stood up, then he grabbed Mark's hands with his own manicured ones and put them on his large, supple breasts. "There...they feel real to you ya skeptical young whippersnapper?" Joseph winked. The good thing about swapping with people is the other person doesn't realize anything is wrong. The young lady who was last sporting this lovely body now has the body of a sexy MILF I swapped with before her" Joseph explained.
"You don't give people their bodies back??" Mark asked in disgust.
"Of course not, it isn't as though they're aware of anything. And besides...I'm not exactly sure where my original body is now, I swapped with a random passerby once and she disappeared before I could swap back. You see you have to be in the line of sight of the person you want to swap with, otherwise it won't work" Joseph said, as he continued parading around, modeling off his stolen assets.
"But...its...wrong!" Mark protested, causing Joseph to laugh.
"Last time I checked there ain't no laws concerning head swapping" Joseph replied, as he groped his tender boobs. "And besides...the very fact that you can see who I really am, unlike your drunken friend out there, means that you are a swapper too, you just haven't...'discovered' your ability yet" Joseph told Mark.
"Me??" Mark said, prodding himself in the chest.
"Yes, you!" Joseph nodded with a smirk on his weathered face as he straightened his glasses with his slender, manicured fingers.
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