Sayōnara

Randomly body swap happened in the world 

A lot of people swap their gender, age, race

This guy used to be only 5 years Japanese girl Rika

She is rare case because she’s changed age, gender, and race.

I woke up  but I felt something wrong with my body. I raised my hand and I realized that my arm was longer and darker, I looked further and I saw my foot were so big now. I wigged my toes and it felt funny to have hairier and longer toes.

I got scared and I called my dad and mum, at the moment I spoke I heard my voice was deeper, it almost sounded like my dad’s, but I think mine is deeper.

My parents came and they were surprised when they saw me. I would have the same face if I come to my room and see a naked man standing in the middle of the room of my little girl.

“Who are you?!” My dad asked me, putting my mom behind to protect her.

I couldn’t understand what they were saying

“It’s me, dad!”

But I looked in the mirror and all that I could see was a naked man

First I thought “that’s not me!” but this man did same things I was doing. 

And I realized ”this hot man, is me”

I was crying because my body was lost

And I didn’t know what should I do

My parents believe me I’m Rika 

Because they looked my behaviour 

And I’m saying 

I asked dad

“Dad, why did I change body?”

But dad couldn’t answered

I asked many questions for dad and mum

“Why I’m big?”

“Why my body has beard?”

“Why am I a man?”

“Why my body has pictures (tattoos )?”

But my parents didn’t say anything, they cannot answer because they also don’t know what happened to me. And I started crying 

Later I felt that I wanna go pee

But I don’t know how to do that, now that I had a big thing hanging between my legs.

I asked dad “Dad what’s is that like sausage?”

He said “it’s penis that all man has it. You pee with this. Look at me Rika” he stood in front of the toilet and unzipped his pants “Take it out and hold it over the toilet “

“Ok dad”

He did it first and the it was my turn. 

“it’s splashing!! I’m wetting AAAAAHH!” The pee was going all over the place, my pee was splashing all the toilet and all the floor, I couldn’t hit the center.

“Ok Rika I’m holding your penis so you can pee again” he said while he was grabbing my sausage and targeting the center.

“Thanks dad, can you teach me again? It’s hard”

“I’ll teach you every time sweetie”

“Thanks dad” while my dad was holding my sausage, I could feel his warm hand and his rough fingers, it was weird but I liked it “Oh wait, my penis is growing now, what’s happening dad?”

“Um..... adult men sometimes get penis hard. It’s called a boner

But it’s bad word. You can’t use it in public space, okay?”

“Ok dad, but I feel uncomfortable, help me”

“Ok sweetie”

*Rubbing penis*

“Dad it’s good what are you doing?”

“Adult men needs this, but it’s a secret between you and me, okay. You won’t tell mommy about it?”

“Ok dad but it’s fantastic”

He kept rubbing my penis until I felt like peeing again and I let it go. It was the most satisfying things I have ever done. I want to daddy rub my dick all the time.

After I took a bath with dad.

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Hey, a friend wrote this and asked me to post it on the blog so I'm finally doing it.

Hope this can work on my inspiration and getting back to write.

Inexplicable

Hey, guys! I have an amazing surprise for you. This blog will be bilingual (English and Spanish)!

From now on, we’ll have a new writer and translator, he's name is Conrad, please make him feel like home. He translated his first story and I really loved it, so I couldn't give me the pleasure to ignored him and I offered the best opportunity.

Here is the story. Welcome Conrad.

“What's up, my love?"

"Please do not call me ‘my love.’"

"Why Baby?"

"Because it is weird for you to say that in the body of a man."

"I didn’t choose to end up like this!"

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Cecil was walking down the street when a bum asked her for a few coins. She always gives to those who have the most need; it makes her feel good about herself.

"Please sir," she says, leaving him $50, “spend it on something useful."

"Thank you, good girl," says the hobo, holding her hand. The smell of him after having gone days without bathing hit her very strongly in the nostrils; she had a grimace of disgust but took no effort to shake off those hands of his. "Take it and spend it on something useful," he said, putting a stone in the palm of her hand.

The tramp released her hands and she reviewed the piece of stone that now was in her hands.

"Thanks," was all she could say before walking away.

On the trip back to her house she kept the stone the bum had given her in her bag - she kept it because the gentleman had given it to her as a gesture of kindness, she was reflecting on her life when she passed through a gym and watched the people in there as they did their best to be fit. She wondered what it would feel to have a sculpted body while watching a guy training his arms; she saw his biceps as they expanded with each repetition and felt the desire to have them in her hands.

She resumed her trip back home and felt her body began to shake - every part of it felt like jelly until it stopped working and fell off her spot on the bench at the bus stop.

Her body stopped shaking. She saw her legs lengthening and hair starting to grow in blonde along the span of her legs. Her skirt transformed into black athletic pants and they covered her new legs, which felt like every single muscle below her waist had started developing. She began to feel something was pushing through her vagina; a lump began to show in her crotch. With her hand she decided to venture out and touch her new masculine member. She noticed more change happening to her - suddenly she saw how blonde hair appeared to have burst forth from her arms, and since those arms had also been beefing up, her blouse could not contain their new and amazing biceps and ripped the sleeves into a thousand pieces. A pain started from her waist to her neck while her feminine body exploded with masculinity: pecs, abs and back growing and hardening into a perfect “v”, ovaries dropping as testicles into a brand new scrotum, and her widening neck bulging out with an Adam’s apple. The pain was stronger than a hernia and she howled in agony. Her own cry terrified her, because it was not a woman's scream but was a scream of a manly, virile, deep voice. The pieces of her blouse scattered around her furiously amassed on her body to form a new men’s shirt.

After her transformation, she ran straight home, and her husband had not yet arrived. She hurriedly bounded up the stairs to get to the bathroom and look in the mirror… she could not believe that the blond dude with an extremely handsome face who appeared in the reflection, was who she was.

She went to start doing poses to highlight her new muscles, but when she lifted her arms to see herself flex her massive biceps, she froze when a faint yet familiar scent filled her nose. She brought her face to her newly hairy and masculine right armpit. "Now I smell like a real man," she declared in her recently ultra manly voice.

She loved her new scent, no, his new scent, so much that he could not help but inhale it and look in the mirror. His musculature was accentuated very well by the shirt he had on.

“I’m home, my love!" 

A startled Cecil, hearing the voice of his husband, closed the door immediately. "Who’s up there?" asked the unsuspecting spouse, Taylor, shouting up the stairs. While ascending them, his nose picked up a strange smell.

Taylor knocked on the bathroom door. "Honey, is everything okay?"

“What I do? What do I do,” the now he asked himself in panic. Cecil was worried immensely by how his husband might react.

"I'm fine, honey."

Taylor heard the voice of a man and realized that the odor he had smelled was the odor of a man after working out. "Whoever’s in there, open up or I’m calling the police!"

The door opened and a blonde man, tall and broad, came out of the bathroom. Taylor got into a stance to defend himself against this huge muscleman.

"Calm down my love, it’s me, Cecil," said the attractive man to Taylor.

"What have you done with my wife?" 

Cecil's boyfriend hurried to throw a punch the attractive blonde stranger, but he stopped it with his bare hand.

"Woah! My love — I've stopped your blow! I really do have tremendous strength," said Cecil. He let go of his husband's fist to strike a pose pridefully showing off his mountainous biceps.

After Cecil told Taylor what had happened to him, they decided to investigate what had happened, what had produced such a change.

“My love, this, being a man, is incredibly amazing," said Cecil as he got up from his chair to perform poses, muscles exploding. 

"I don’t want to go back to being a woman," the muscular, manly hunk declared, here to stay.

I hope that you have enjoyed it, you'll be reading more from him.

Inexplicable

Qué pasa amor?”

“Por favor no me digas amor”

“Por qué bebé?” 

“Porque es raro que lo digas en el cuerpo de un hombre”

“Yo no decidí terminar así”

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Cecil, caminaba por la calle cuando un vagabundo le pidió unas monedas. Ella siempre da a los que menos tiene, eso la hace sentir bien consigo misma.

“Tenga señor” le deja 50 dólares “úselos para algo provechoso”

“Gracias, buena chica” le dice el vagabundo tomándola de la mano. El olor a días sin bañarse, le pegaba muy fuerte en los poros de Cecil, con una mueca de desagrado pero sin hacer esfuerzo de librarse de las manos de este. “Toma, y úsalo para algo provechoso” le puso una piedra en la palma de su mano.

El vagabundo soltó sus manos y ella revisó el pedazo de piedra que ahora tenía en sus manos.

“Gracias” fue lo único que pudo decir antes de alejarse caminando. 

Cuándo iba de regreso a su casa, con la piedra que le había dado él vagabundo en su bolso, la guardó porque el señor se la dio como una muestra de afecto, ella iba reflexionando sobre su vida cuando paso por un gimnasio y vio cómo las personas ahí adentro hacían su mayor esfuerzo para estar en forma. Ella se preguntó, qué se sentiría tener un cuerpo escultural, mientras veía a un chico entrenando sus brazos, vio como sus bíceps se expandía en cada repetición y deseo poder tenerlos en sus manos.

Retomo su camino de regreso a casa y sintió como su cuerpo comenzaba a temblar, cada parte de ella se sentía como gelatina hasta que no pudo más y calló sentada en la banca de la parada de autobuses. 

Su cuerpo dejo de sacudirse,  vio cómo sus piernas crecían y vello güero comenzaba a crecerle a lo largo de sus piernas. Su falda se transformó en un pants deportivo negro y cubrió sus nuevas piernas, sentía como cada músculo comenzaba a desarrollarse debajo de su cintura. Empezó a sentir cómo algo atravesaba por su vagina, un bulto se comenzó a notar en medio de su entrepierna, con su mano decidió aventurarse y tocar su nuevo miembro masculino. Notó otro cambio sucedía en ella, ahora sus brazos comenzaban a estallar de vello güero y se hacían más anchos, su blusa no pudo contener sus nuevos e increíbles bíceps y se rompió en mil pedazos, un dolor comenzaba desde su cintura hasta su cuello, era más fuerte que un cólico y tuvo que gritar del dolor. Con el grito que hasta a ella misma asusto, porque no fue un simple grito de mujer fue, un grito de una voz varonil y profunda. Los pedazos de su blusa que estaban por todo su alrededor, se amontonaban frenéticamente en su cuerpo para así formar una nueva playera.

Después de su transformación,se fue corriendo directamente a su casa, su novio aun no llegaba. Subió rápido las escaleras para entrar al baño y verse en el espejo, no pudo creer que ese chico rubio de muy buen rostro que ahora se reflejaba, era ella. 

Comenzó a hacer poses para qué sus músculos resaltarán, cuándo levanto los brazos para flexionar sus grandes bíceps, un aroma un poco familiar lleno su nariz. Acercó su axila a su rostro “Ahora huelo como un verdadero hombre” dijo con su nueva voz súper varonil.

Le encantaba su nuevo aroma, su nueva esencia, no podía dejar de olerse y verse en el espejo. La playera en la que estaba acentuaba muy bien sus músculos.

“Amor, ya estoy en casa!” Cecil, escucho la voz de su esposo y cerro la puerta inmediatamente. “Estas allá arriba” preguntó Taylor subiendo las escaleras. Mientras iba subiend,  su nariz noto un olor extraño.

Taylor toco la puerta del baño “Amor, esta todo bien?”

‘Qué hago? Qué hago?’ Se pregunto Cecil asustada por cómo va a reaccionar su esposo.

“Estoy bien, cariño” 

Taylor escuchó la voz de un hombre, se dio cuenta que el olor que había olido era el mismo que tiene un hombre después de haber entrenado. “Quién sea qué esté ahí abra o llamaré a la policía” 

La puerta se abrió y un hombre rubio, alto salió del baño. Taylor se puso en posición de combate para atacar contra el hombre de inmensos músculos. 

“Amor tranquilo, soy yo, Cecil” le dijo el hombre atractivo a Taylor.

“Qué haz hecho con mi esposa” El novio de Cecil, se abalanzó para darle un puñetazo al chico rubio, pero este lo detuvo con su mano.

“Wow, amor, he detenido tu golpe. Sí que tengo fuerza” Cecil, soltó el brazo de su novio para hacer otra pose que muestra sus bíceps.

Después de qué Cecil le contó lo sucedido a Taylor, decidieron investigar que era lo que había sucedido, que había sido lo que produjo tal cambio.

“Amor, esto de ser hombre es increíblemente asombroso” Cecil se levanto de la silla para hacer más poses que explotaran sus músculos “No quiero volver a ser mujer”.