Isekai body swap

The next thing Jonathan knew, he was stirring back awake. Eyes still closed, he felt himself lying on something soft. His first reaction was to feel relief, for it meant that he was still alive and likely resting on a hospital bed. That said, his body felt strange all over, though he was not much surprised. It made sense after all, considering his entire body was ran over. His body was likely still in recovery, which meant he might have to remain bedridden for the near future. A prospect that did not sound too bad considering how comfortable it was, feeling almost too good to be a mere hospital bed.

Jonathan finally opened his eyes, as he slowly rose to a sitting position. As he did, his vision suddenly blurred as strands of hair fell in front of him. Annoyed, Jonathan brushed them aside, and then suddenly froze. His hair was not long enough for this to happen, yet now it did. Not to mention, it was blond in color now too. However, what was most confounding were his hands. They were smaller, daintier, with no body hair in sight.

“What the… ah!”

His voice had changed too, it seems. It was now much higher-pitched. So higher-pitched, in fact, that it came out more like a squeak. Not unlike how someone who inhaled helium would sound. However, even considering that, his voice sounded unmistakably girlish. Jonathan was quick to bring a hand to his throat. To his further shock, he only feel smooth skin, his Adam's apple gone. At this point, it was clear his body had changed, somehow; and it was slowly dawning on Jonathan what that change was.

He slowly gazed down, as a pit was forming in his stomach. He was now wearing a pink nightgown, but most importantly, he had two mounds protruding from underneath the garment. It was undeniable they were not just attached to his chest, but were part of it now as well. There was no denying what they were.

Breasts.

His breasts.

As that fact sunk in, Jonathan felt the pit in his stomach deepen, creating a feeling of emptiness not unlike the one he was also feeling… down there. He was painfully aware now as to why that was. In short-

“I’M A GIRL!”

Jonathan was panicking now. He or rather she now, did the first thing that came to her mind, which was pinching herself.

“Ow!”

Which quickly shot down the possibility this was all a dream. However, it did snap her out of her shock enough to start thinking more rationally. First things first, she had to find out just where she was. Glancing around, Jonathan found that she was currently more or less enclosed. Curtains were all around the bed’s perimeter, attached from a canopy, held up by pillars at the bed’s corners. In short, she was in a four-poster bed. A very opulent-looking four-poster bed, if with too much pink for her liking. Nevertheless, with the curtains drawn, it blocked most of the light from the outside. However, there was something glowing from behind Jonathan.

Gazing back to see what it was, she was surprised to see a strange shape just behind her. It was the source of the glow, but she could not see what exactly it was. She tried to turn further to see it properly, but the object ended up moving alongside her. Whatever it was, it seems attached to her upper back, and she could indeed feel it. Two of them, as a matter of fact. Turning to the other side proved there was a second of whatever it was. It was getting clear to Jonathan that she needed to get out of the bed if she wanted to get answers to just about everything. Where she was. Why she was a girl now. What those things on her back were. As such, she proceeded to do just that, pushing the curtains aside.

What greeted her was a very opulent room. It was clear that, wherever this place was, it had to belong to someone rich. Even the nightgown she wore, as well as all the cloth present on the bed felt like they could be silk. Curiously, there was also an air of antique around her. Not just in the style of the furniture, but also with the seeming lack of the more modern fixtures one would expect of a bedroom. Even the light was coming from a chandelier, and while it had no candles, it did not look there were lightbulbs placed either. It might be deliberate, or perhaps she actually time traveled to the past. After finding herself a girl, anything was possible now, Jonathan thought. In any case, whomever this belonged to, they were also a big fan of roses. They dominated the theme of the room, and not just in having actual roses on vases. The furniture had the image of roses carved to them. The walls housed painted ones in its imagery. The bed had rose prints on the blanket and the canopy. Even the nightgown she wore had a rose print as well. Overall, this was clearly a girl’s room. No doubt belonging to the girl she currently was right now, which made Jonathan wonder. Had she merely turned into a girl, or somehow swapped bodies with one? Considering what happened to her just prior to waking up, she would prefer the former.

In any case, Jonathan focused back on her mission. Glancing around, she quickly spotted a full-body mirror, placed next to a large wardrobe, to which she walked over. Immediately after, the reality of her new female body became more apparent. Jonathan found her gait awkward. Her center of gravity had shifted, and the different proportions would have to get used to it. However, there was also the distracting aspect of her new assets. The way her new hips swayed, her new breasts bounced, and her new hair brushed against his back. For her still-male mind, Jonathan could not help but blush. She was not even doing it consciously, yet it seems she quickly got the hang of it in this short walk alone, which surprised her.

Arriving at the mirror, she stood before it and took in her new appearance. She was immediately stunned. Long golden hair cascaded down to the lower back. Bright blue eyes. Body sporting a dainty frame and fair skin. A youthful appearance suggesting either no change in age, or perhaps she was even younger too now. Once more, Jonathan blushed, at the sight of the beautiful girl before her. Even if said girl was she now, she could not help it. Quite self-conscious about it, it was a small mercy that she did not gain a cumbersome body. Even the breasts were average sized; perhaps even on the smaller side to boot.

She would have lost herself staring at her own reflection, if not for the fact she could finally see what was behind her. It snapped her out of her stupor upon noticing. At last, the revelation of those strange glowing shapes attached to her back.

They were wings.

Jonathan blinked. No doubt about it, wings. Butterfly wings, in fact. Realization quickly hit her.

“I’m a fairy!?” She squeaked out in shock.

The wings themselves were semi-translucent, though their glow made it hard to see through them. Speaking of which, the glow itself seemed to change color every second, shifting seemingly through all the colors of the rainbow in no discernible order. There were also golden sparkles spread throughout. Despite the glow, Jonathan could make out there was a pattern present on the wings. A very intricate one, it seems, though it was hard to say if it meant anything. Tentatively, she approached a hand to one of the wings and touched it. It suddenly twitched, and she actually felt the movement, giving her a small shudder as she also felt a tingle where the wing connected with her upper back. It was at this point that Jonathan realized. The nightgown she wore did not bare her upper back. The wings, it seems, were actually phasing through the garment. Yet she could touch them all the same. It was one more oddity she would have to find the answers for it. One thing was clear, however.

She was now a fairy. That no doubt explained her now squeaky voice if she was also now only a few inches tall. It was not apparent at first since everything around her was to scale, but that just meant they were also tiny. Standing there before the mirror, she was at a loss on what to do next. Did she waited for someone to come in? Alternatively, would she went out to explore? Either way, Jonathan admittedly had reservations on meeting someone else right now, even if they could provide answers.

So deep in her thoughts Jonathan was, she was suddenly startled upon hearing the sound of a door opening. The room had, in fact, more than one door leading into and out of it. She quickly turned around at the one being opened, bracing herself for whoever was coming in.