A Nerds Gotta Dream



“I always said if I ever got hold of one of those MAU Morphic Adaption Unit machines that I’ve read about on the internet, I know exactly what I’d do with it. So when I stumbled across the silver chest with the strange markings out near the beach, I knew just what to do. I took it home and pushed the button to set it up in my basement, and then I went looking for Sally Keller.”

Sally had everything, she was hot, popular, had rich absentee parents, and an allowance that gave her more in a week than I made in a year. She also used us brainiacs to do her homework, and then ridiculed us behind our backs. It just so happened that I had a chemistry paper I was doing for her, so getting her to come by my house was a no brainer. I used some either to knock her out, and then hauled her to the machine.

Getting readings of each of our bodies, I turned myself into Sally’s clone, and then I turned her into a dumber copy of myself. I also blotted out Sally’s memory of her prior life. Then, I folded up the machine, put on her clothes, put the machine in her car and went to take over her life. Now I’m the society queen with the big bank account, and Sally is a burned out fat nerd with no idea of what she’s lost. I've told a couple of my old friends so they wouldn't feel sorry for the old me. I've even offered to let them try the MAU; after all, it might still work.”

Caught At Last



“Did you really think that I couldn't find you? Jamie, you may have stolen my athletic male body, and my fortune, but the knowledge and skills I had as an assassin were still there, even in your tiny frame.

If you didn't want me to come after you, you should have killed me while you had the chance; you’ll never have another. Now, before we settle this, I have but one thing to say.

Thank you! I never knew how good it feels to be a woman. The passionate sex; the taste and desires, the way men look at me, these things have given my life meaning again. So instead of killing you, I’m going to let you buy your life. Give me the medallion, and I’ll leave, never to return.

You will be the only man to ever have me swear to kill them, and live. Just be glad that I’m such a nice forgiving young woman now, and that I don’t really want to have to clean your blood off of my nails.”

Journal Entry


John had been scrounging around in the back of his late Grandfather’s shop when he'd run across a small box of blank Journal books and a fancy pen made to resemble an old style writing quill. John had always kept a journal himself to keep track of his writing ideas and plans, as well as a place to vent about his rich snob schoolmates. He was also into TG Captions, and secretly envious of a couple of girls in his class who seemed to have it all – money, beauty, and brains.

That night, when he cracked open the blank Journal for its first entry, he decided to do something really out there. ‘Tasha that stuck up bitch at school snubbed me again today,’ he wrote. ‘How I wish that we could trade places, and she could see how much it hurts to be a poor envious geek, while I basked in her perfect little life.’

Suddenly, John felt faint; his eyesight dimmed, and he felt his ears pop a couple of times. John felt his head drop, and he lost consciousness. When he woke up, he didn't recognize where he was. The room was plush, in pleasant tans and browns. There was a candelabra burning on the nearby table, and he was drooped sideways in the chair with his boobs pushed up against the chair arm.

John did a double-take, those weren't his hands. These hands were small and feminine, with colored manicured nails. His hair was a long brunette mass, flowing down his back and over his big round breast. The only thing he recognized was the Journal and pen that he’d been writing with.

 And someone had written a line below his own entry in the book. It said ‘Wish Granted.’

Body Swap Complications


When Jason perfected his body swapping device, he did his first human trials using his buddy David and Jennifer, the bitch who always engineered the hazing of him and his nerd friends. After coming out from under the hood of the device, and convincing Jason that the transfer was a success, David as Jenifer decided to arrange some hazing for Jennifer in his old body.

They never dreamed that she'd lose it getting picked on, and run out into traffic. David stood transfixed as they pronounced him dead at the scene, and hauled off three of the jocks who’d been terrorizing him and his friends. So now David is stuck as a girl. At first she was freaked out about all the life changes and having to keep up the charade with Jennifer’s parents. But, as time went by, the new Jenifer discovered that having rich parents and being popular were big improvements.

Also, Jennifer’s vibrator collection gave him a whole new perspective on just how good being a girl could feel.

Jason plans to experiment further, and is looking for his own possible body to swap with.

A Fitting Catch for the Magic Taxi


“No darling, you've simply got to be there tonight. I'm announcing my new product line. Everyone who’s anyone is going to be following my lead on this one. I don't care if your charity event is tonight. You simply must come. I'm not going to let anything get in the way of this. My reputation as a fashion leader is at stake. 

What do you mean my priorities are wrong? Power and money are what make the town go my dear, and you'd best not forget that when you're dealing with me.

Well I'm here darling, so I'll let you go. What do you mean ‘Have a Nice Day.’ Of course I'm going to have a nice day. Wait! What's happening to me? God this can't be happening. I'm a man; an ugly disgusting little man. And my body is walking away from the cab. My voice has changed. I can't open the door.”

And so another socialite snob discovers the allure of the magic taxi, where they can check in, but may not check out. Sometimes, Karma is served.

Ain't Gonna Happen


"Sis, you want to know about what I think about trading back? Ain't goanna happen. This see how the other half lives idea of yours was great – it told me what I already knew; your life as a hot girl is a hell of a lot better than my sorry life ever will be. And the sex? I don't know about better, but at least you get some on a regular basis.

With me it was always some girl who either wanted to use me, or who couldn't pass the bag test. I pitched those rings we used days ago, so you'll just have to adjust to being a nerdy boy full time. Handling the female stuff is a small price to pay for carrying around these Tatas.

Look at it this way – you've got a whole new experience in front of you. How many people get to try high school as both a boy and a girl. Just look at it as an adventure – at least that's what you always told me.

As for me, the only adventure I'm looking forward to is finding out just what made you go all glassy eyed when talking about your boyfriend Bill's cock. Let’s give it a couple of weeks and compare notes. Who knows? Maybe you can convince me to switch back with you, right after hell freezes over."

He Doesn't Know


"Gerry was the only other person who knew I'd found the Morphic Adaption Unit yesterday. The only person who knew that Cindy, the hottest, richest girl in school, was really his old buddy Jason, who'd swapped lives with her. I'd turned her into a less intelligent version of myself and given her enough memories to get by as the old me. Now, I just needed to take care of Gerry.

And I must say, the plan I came up with had a certain poetic justice to it. After all, Carla had been Cindy's best friend and confident. It was only fair that Since Cindy was now filling in for me; I'd have Carla fill in for Gerry.

So now my best friend Gerry is the new Carla, while Carla is the replacement for Gerry. Why the strange look on the morphed Gerry's face? Well, I decided that the fewer people who know what I did, the better. So yes, Gerry doesn't know about the MAU; or remember his former life. Gerry thinks he's always been Carla."

Lame Story


"Are you boys still spouting that crazy talk about us stealing your bodies," said Jenifer grabbing her waistband. "Only a bunch of crazy nerds like you could come up with a lame story like that. Besides, if you really did find some kind of alien technology that let you swap bodies with someone, why wouldn't you go public with it?"

Jenifer turned towards Stacy beside her, "Unless, you'd done something to make it personal, Like had your boyfriend Brad beat us up one time too many, or humiliated us in front of the entire school, or maybe that stunt with the super glue that you engineered pushed someone's buttons at just the wrong time.

And maybe you decided to do the body switch, just for a week or so, to teach someone a lesson, and then you went out on Friday night and got forced into having sex, and discovered you liked it. And after a week of being the alpha bitches of this school, you figured out that you liked being the queens of the hall, so you decided to make the switch permanent.”

Jenifer smiled at her two hot girlfriends and turned back to the boys. "Now that's a story that I can believe, right girls."

Searching for the Perfect Model



Nick had discovered by accident that the vintage 1950’s camera he’d bought from Old Man Motley’s estate had the power to allow the photographer to swap bodies with his model. He’d first used the camera with his favorite model Gretchen trying to shoot some test photos, and found himself in her body. Gretchen had freaked out when she woke up in his body, but she’d calmed down and they’d been able to reverse the process.

Nick and Gretchen experimented and Nick learned two things, the timer setting on the camera let him control how many hours the model was unconscious and he liked being a beautiful girl.

So now, you frequently find Nick borrowing some hot model’s body for a few hours to have a night on the town. And he’s looking for that perfect girl who he can live with himself making a swap permanent.

Super-Villian in the Making



“I really hit the Jackpot when I found that Alien Morphing Adaption Unit buried at the beach last weekend. I managed to get it out of the sand and into my car without activating it. Then I got home and searched the web to figure out what it was.

When I’d done my research, I activated the device, and watched as it expanded to its full size. Then I stepped inside and used it to turn myself into a copy of Jenna Presley, the schools hottest girl, and endowed myself with hypnotic mind powers.

Afterwards, it was child’s play to lure the real Jenna over and turn her into a doppelganger of my old self, stripping all knowledge of her previous life.

Now, I don’t care if the machine shuts down; I’m the hottest little rich girl in school, and I can talk anyone into anything. If that makes me some kind of super-villain, so be it. It’s great to be me.”