Monetary Problems – Magic Object

Alex was the only friend I had ever had in my life. The only person who understood my homosexuality and accepted it without problems. But he was heterosexual and I was very poor.

To save a little money we shared an apartment, we had separate rooms and separate beds, our relationship was just friendship. But Emma, ​​the daughter of our boss, learned that a homosexual like me shared a apartment with another of the company’s workers. She talked to her father and pressed him to get fired us. And his father did. I still remember Emma’s smile of satisfaction when she kicked us out of work forever.

From then on, our life became very difficult. We did not get another job, that’s why we did not have any money And since we had no money we could not pay the rentand so they warned us that they were going to evict us from the apartment we shared. With tears in his eyes, Alex told me that he was leaving in search of the “medallion of Change”, a fabulous relic that would allow us to get money and solve our problems. The next morning, when I woke up, Alex was gone. I called his cell, but he did not respond. I called him that afternoon and he did not respond. For 3 weeks I called him every day and he did not respond. At last, three weeks later, my cell phone rang and it and was Alex who was calling. He asked me for an appointment at the most expensive restaurant in the city and with a cheerful voice told me that he had solved all our monetary problems and that he was going to offer me something that would fulfill my dreams.

I ran to the restaurant, but Alex was not there. Suddenly, Someone grabbed me by the neck and kissed me on the lips. Amazed, I spread my mouth and looked at the beautiful woman who had kissed me. It was Emma, ​​the daughter of my boss and the bastard who had managed to get us fired. She looked at me smiling, took a medallion from her purse, and suddenly her face transfigured and I could see Alex’s face on Emma’s body.

I told you, this medallion would solve our problems. I have used half of her power to exchange my body with Emma, ​​now I will use the other half in selling this body and thus I will get the money with which we can live forever together and happy.

You are my friend and my first selling option. So … How much do you pay me for Emma’s body?

I stared at Alex’s face sadly. Emma was a real beauty with a privileged intelligence. I imagined with envy what I would have felt as a woman as sexy and young as Emma, ​​what I could have enjoyed sex having such a feminine body. But all were vain illusions because I could not afford it. You know that I have nothing, I am as poor as you, I answered.

Of course you can afford it, I do not ask you for money. I just want you to marry me after the exchange. ” You are the person with whom I want to share the rest of my life and if you are Emma you will be my partner, my wife and the mother of my children DO YOU ACCEPT?

Of course I said yes. But I did not respond with the voice, I did it with the soul kissing Alex again. It was the first kiss of heterosexual love in my life and the last kiss I made as a man. Because half an hour later I was Emma, ​​the millionaire daughter of the head of my old company. I would no longer have to worry about money and I could marry Alex, the man I had always loved and who would be my heterosexual lover.

The Auction – Deal TG

There was scarcely two hours left for the deadline, and Jack sat quietly, watching as I emptied the drawers in my desperate search.

When I agreed to rent my body for a week Idid not need the money. I simply wanted to be able to afford my whims without having to ask my father. A very lively auction was held on the Internet and we were all surprised that the winner was Jack,  a fat man, short stature  and over 50 years. A man who had sold his house, his car and used all his savings to win the bid. I did not care, for a week he was going to pay me more money than the one my father gave me in a year.

The conditions of the change of bodies were identical for the two. The exchange would be done with the “Rings of Change”. The rings were ancestral rarities that when used at the same time by two people allowed them to exchange their bodies. To avoid theft of rings or escapes I would not have access to Jack’s ring and Jack could not have access to mine either, and we set up remote connection measures to perform the body change even thousands of kilometers away. The most important condition, in which I demanded the greatest harshness, was the obligation to present to us the exact 7 days of signing the contract at the notary’s office with the “Rings of Change” to return the bodies. In case of delay a fine could be demanded and in the event of absence or loss of the ring it could force the return of the original body using the remote connection or stay, forever, with the body and the life of the guest. As soon as I signed the contract I received the money

I was prepared to enjoy what I had just gained by taking Jack’s body to the limit of his physical health.

In the contract did not figure that I could not get drunk until lost consciousness. And that’s what I did. I drinked almost a pint of whiskey before falling to the floor vomiting, I did not like the experience and decided not to repeat it. The next day used it strolling down the street on my bare skin, the police stopped me, and spent the rest of the afternoon at the police station. On the third day, I made the biggest meal of my life by swallowing only sausages, bacon and beer, I felt so heavy that decided this was another experience that did not want to repeat. On the fourth day wanted to check if I was able to make active sexually my male body, so I went to the most expensive brothel in the city. Sex as a man is not bad, but I liked it more as a woman. Anyway, I repeated the next day, but this time wanted to try something new. I called the manager of the brothel and asked her to recommend me a girl and an extreme experience. She warned me that the service he was going to offer was very expensive, and that the girl who performed it was exceptional and she would only work if I had enough money to pay her price. I replied that I did not care about the money, that only had 2 days and wanted to enjoy them to the fullest.

The manager told me to follow her to a room at the end of the corridor. I opened the door and when crossed was left with my mouth open. There was no furniture in the room, not even a bed, and there was only one woman with a steel chain wrapped around her waist. The figure of the woman was spectacular and highlighted by the black leather that covered it. The mask that pressed on his face had only two tiny holes for the eyes and a horizontal opening for the mouth. She grabbed my chest with her sharp nails and dragged me toward her, crouched down, and using her tongue started playing with my sex. Again she got up, stepped on me with the stilettos of her boots and when I opened my mouth to scream she bit me on the lips. She Whispered in my ear that I would know the greatest pleasures of heaven through pain. Pulling my hair she dragged me down the floor, untangled the chain around her waist, with two small candaos tied my wrists and chained me to a ring on the wall. When she realized that I could not escape, she said, “Now the fun begins.”

For me is impossible to count how well she could mix pleasure with pain in such an intense and absolute way. It was more than three hours of wild torments and celestial joys. By nightfall I was physically and psychologically smashed, but did not want it to stop. I told her that still had one day to be martyred and that I would pay her whatever she wanted for another hour like that.

That night I almost did not sleep, I dedicated myself to prepare for another session of sadomasochism with the masked woman. At dawn, on the last day before the change, I went to the brothel, greeted the manager and I entered the hooded woman’s room. There she was, waiting for me.

The first thing she did was tie me to the wall, she slapped me and took a giant knife and placed it with the edge touching my throat, I heard her laugh and with her other hand she took off her mask. It was my own face, the masked woman was Frank wearing my body. I could not stand the panic and I screamed with all my might, from the next room there I heard laughter from people joking about my screams. No doubt they thought I had reached the climax of pleasure.

With the point of the knife she played to break my clothes and scratch me with its edge. She told me that now she could kill me and if she did she would stay with my body forever. But then she calmed me down. I will not, they probably could prove that I did you  the wounds. But she cut into my chest and made me bleed for hours. If the day before I had enjoyed a pain that made me feel alive, this time I enjoyed a pain that brought me to the brink of death. With the loss of blood, was losing strength, it was hard for me not to faint. Until Jack approached, took the ring from my hand and told me that she kept it, also stayed with my body and my life. She changed her clothes quickly and was going to door when she approached me. Thanked me for a body so young and so beautiful. She grabbed my hair and gave me a final farewell kiss. I noticed her saliva in my mouth and how she bit my tongue until she almost cut it. I had to swallow the blood so I would not drown while she dug her tongue into the wounds of my mouth. Until, at last, she parted her lips from mine smiling. She waved at me and left.

I was so sore and tired that I slept until late on the morning of the day we agreed to return the bodies at the notary’s office. But I did not have the ring. I ran to my father’s house, where Jack resided in my body, and began to rummage the closets. Jack in the chair stared at me as I emptied the drawers by looking for the ring. There were only 2 hours left and i emptied the drawers by looking for the ring it or I would lose my body forever.

At last, Jack told me, You will not find him, I do not have him, I promised that I would not take it from you and I did not take it from you. You have it. I looked into my pockets and wallets again, but it was not there.

You lie, I told him. I do not lie, he answered. Do you remember the last kiss I gave you? Do you remember that I bit your tongue and you swallowed blood? I wore the ring in my mouth, with my tongue I moved it to yours and you swallowed it with your blood. As we had agreed in the notary’s office, I did not take your ring off, you always had it. But you can retrieve it. She opened her purse and extracted the knife from the night before and put it in my hand. You have 2 hours to open your stomach and retrieve the ring. If you do you will lose your body for mistreating mine and if you do not you will lose your body for not having the ring. IT’S UP TO YOU.

She got up from her chair, put her purse over her left shoulder, and slammed the door, she went to the appointment with the notary.

OnLine Help – Bodyswap TG

When Mario asked me to add it to my Facebook account it seemed just another of the dozens of requests I received every day. I usually did not accept any, but something seemed endearing and sad in the photo of Mario and I added.

Just accept the request asked me to chat, for a few seconds I hesitated to respond. I do not usually waste time chatting on the Internet with strangers. But this time I answered. He told me about his life, which had been long and frustrating, with a failed marriage, and had never had children to rejoice. The conversation lasted until three in the morning and we finished the talk to go to sleep. Mario had managed to sadden me by telling his misfortunes. I wanted to help him.

The next night I reconnected and chatted with him. He told me that he had been waiting for me all day because the conversation the night before had been his only joy in many weeks. Again I wanted to console him and I thought the best way was watching us face by videochat. I had a small disappointment to see his face, was more ugly and old than his photos showed, but I did not care, I just wanted to help him. And trying to give he hope, we was talking until very late at night.

The following days I returned to chat with camera and audio. Mario praised my voice so beautiful and how sexy I looked even in pajamas and without makeup. He told me that if he would have known me before, I would have been the perfect wife for him and would have made me happy all my life. With his broken voice he told me that to continue living does not make sense and that he would have committed suicide if he had not met me.

The next day he was very happy, he told me that his ex-wife had requested an appointment with him to try to fix his problems. It was the best news he had had in many years and that if this worked out well it could give him the strength to continue living.

With the subject of happiness that he was feeling with the interview we ​​continued chatting for weeks, until the day of the appointment arrived and he connected again, but this time he was crying, in dirty clothes and no shaving. He told me that, after the meeting,his wife had thought again about the relationship between them and she had decided to go to another city. I asked him, “What was that city?” And he replied that it was mine. Among all the cities of the country, curiously she had chosen mine to move. It seemed clear that in the conversation between Mario and his wife he had talked about me and she is coming to get me. I did not feel safe.

I was afraid that this woman would try to hurt me I asked Mario to talk to her, to beg her to come back with him, to tell her that he needed her. He replied that he could not, he was more than 1000 km away from my city and even if he caught a plane he would not arrive in time.

Now I was really scared, that woman is travelling more than 1000 km to get revenge on my love for Mario and could attack my life. I asked Mario to please do something so that she would not harm me, call her on the phone, to beg her to do nothing, or ask her to come back. Mario told me that he could not do it because she did not respond to his calls.

He was silent for a few seconds. After reflection he said me that there was a possibility of fixing it. He told me that if I concentrated heavily on changing my soul with his and he did the same, then the spirits can travel through Internet cables and exchange our bodies for a week or until one of us decides to return to his original body. If it worked he would talk to his wife in my body to convince her that Mario loved her and when she left he would go back to exchange body with me.

I did not think that was possible, nor did I want to change my body with that ugly old man, but still wanted to help him and I was also afraid. So I agreed to try. For half an hour I concentrated so that my soul would leave my body and travel by the cables to the body of Mario. On the computer screen I saw Mario doing the same thing. Although nothing happened, but suddenly I felt a blow to the head, and I suffered from dizziness and nausea. Meanwhile an intense light blinded me. I noticed how my soul was dragged by a great force at incalculable speed, until it stopped. I still had my eyes dazzled, but opened them, slowly cleared my vision and I could see a small computer in front of my body and on the screen was my own image that was touching my tits and face.

It has worked!!! I said in amazement

Great !!! Mario replied in my body.

Then Mario turned and a woman appeared on the screen. I introduce you to my wife, said Mario. Years ago she discovered that was a lesbian, that’s why she wanted the divorce with me, I with my man body, could not satisfy her desires. Now I can and I will do it every day and at all times. He was saying that, he started kissing his wife with my mouth, while she touched my pussy.

Thank you for the body, his wife told me, you have made us a happy marriage. My husband, now is my partner, and he will not connect to Internet again until the time to change bodies is over. I suggest you look for work and a real love or you will try to commit suicide like Mario did.

Saying that, she turned off the computer. The screen went black and I stood with my mouth open. Since then I have not seen him again online. This morning I discovered that he had deleted me from his Facebook account. Although I have looked for work, I have not found it, it is difficult to achieve it when you are a man of more than 45 years, single and with psychiatric antecedents. Life is terrible, sometimes I think of suicide, hopefully find someone to help me on the Internet.

Risky Investments- (Second Part) – Body Thief



A few days ago I made a caption titled ” Risky Investments”.

My friend J *** proposed to me to do a continuation with countdown clock (also), with body changer (also) and with poison (also).

The challenge was quite difficult, I almost had to repeat the caption I had done previously.

I have not been able to use the same characters, but I have used others very similar.

I hope have overcome the challenge.


In this url you can see the original caption:

Risky Investments – First Part



When Jane invited me for a drink, I assumed she was not doing me a favor. As she filled it, I saw her hand shaking, her forehead sweating, I was sure, Jane wanted to kill me. That bottle not only had champagne, it was also full of poison.

Since I met jean knew she would try to kill me, so I hired a detective to follow her everywhere. The detective investigated her for weeks until he discovered that Jane had bought a powerful poison and he handed me a sample capsule with the venom and another with the antidote.

Jane thought she had maneuvered for us to meet, but she was wrong, I was the one who forced a seemingly fortuitous encounter. Although, the truth is that I did not want to meet her, I wanted to meet Tom, the body changer who had possessed Jane for more than a year. Tom was an unclean being who robbed the body of the most beautiful women, used them to have relations with millionaires, then killed these and was left with his fortune. Being by his side was a big risk, but it was worth it.

Jane was the most beautiful woman I had met, also the most intelligent, and since Tom possessed her she was also the most ambitious. That’s why she had married me. She did not love me, she did not want me, she only aspired for my money. I was an old man, I did not think had much time to live, but Jane was not going to wait my natural death to put her hands on my money.

Slowly I took the glass and looked at Jane with sad eyes: “Jane, you know that I have always loved you, that I will leave you all my property in my inheritance. And I suspect that tonight you’ll try to hurt me, want you to show me that you love me, I want you to prove me wrong and give me one last kiss, even if it’s a farewell. “Jane approached, put her arms around me, opened her mouth and joined it to mine. For a few seconds I drank her saliva, played with her tongue and she corresponded passionately. The kiss lasted until Jane noticed  that had swallowed a capsule that was under my tongue. She spread her mouth from mine and put her hands to throat. “What have you done?” She asked, frightened. “You just swallowed a capsule of the same poison you put in the bottle.” I lifted the glass and looked at it. “Hardly noticeable, no one would say that it has 10 mg of one of the most powerful poisons on the market. I drank the contents of the glass in one gulp and threw it against the wall. We have 30 minutes left to die, but I have the antidote.”

Only 30 minutes left

Pleased I watched as the color of Jane’s face changed of pure fear. She looked at me with wide eyes, tried to say something intelligent, but could only say: “Assassin, Assassin, Assassin …”

I began to notice the first symptoms of the poison, I felt the fingers of my hands was losing sensitivity.

20 minutes left

Jane tried to attack me, but I was still stronger and faster than her, dodged her. Even if you knock me down you would never find the antidote capsule. I’m not carrying it.

Time went by fast, only 15 minutes left.

Jane collapsed in the armchair, she was thoughtful. And said, “ You know? I loved this body, I liked being Jane. But what you do not know is that I can exchange our bodies and make you die in mine. Tell me where you have the antidote, we’ll share it, you’ll take one capsule, I’ll another and we’ll both live. I will remain Jane and leave forever. If you do not tell me where it is I will exchange my body with you, will read your memories, will know where the antidote is, I will take it, I will live and you will die in Jane’s body.”

Very little time left, only 10 minutes.

There is only one capsule, one of the two must die. You could exchange your body with me, but you would have to live in this old, clumsy body for months, maybe for years until you recharged the power and could exchange again. I do not think you want that.

– No, I do not want that, but if I have no choice, I will. And I want to make sure that you die in my body. It’s my revenge.

Jane grabbed the bottle of champagne and took a long drink, almost half. “Now you’re dead. As soon as I exchange our bodys I will be stronger than you, I will prevent you from taking the capsule and you will die.”

I’ll wait 3 minutes for the exchange, so you’ll have less time to react.The antidote must be near, you knew that I was going to poison you so you must have left the antidote in an easily accessible place in case you needed it.

5 minutes left

– No, it’s not far, it’s much closer than you think

Three minutes left.

Suddenly the world revolved around me, for a few seconds my eyes darkened, I lost my sight, the light returned, I opened my eyes and I saw Jane in my body with a malicious smile on her mouth.

She was trying to access my memoirs. She was trying to read my memories to know where I had hidden the antidote capsule.

Now I smiled, got up from the armchair, and walking awkwardly on Jane’s heels I approached her side.

“Thanks for the body.” I’m back to being young and beautiful, even a woman. Again I have gained in my risky bussines.”

Only one minute left

Jane’s smile disappeared from her face. At last she had been able to read my memories and knew where the antidote capsule was.

– It was not poison that you put in my mouth during the kiss, it was the capsule of the antidote that I swallowed.

– That’s right, I knew you’d want to insure my death on your body and you  would drink more poisoned champagne. Now your body is immunized against the poison and I will live in it, but you will die in mine.

I had just said this when Jane began to vomit blood and fell to the ground on her knees. Then she collapsed completely, she reached out and grabbed my left leg.

Then she died.

With disgust I took his hand off my leg, called the police and told them that my husband had suffered a heart attack and died suddenly. Of course no trace of poison was found at the autopsy. Jane had chosen the potion very well to kill herself.

Romantic Date – Magic TG

It was only a month since I met Daniel. I did not even know where he lived or worked, and yet Daniel had behaved like a real gentleman with me.

He had given me a beautiful black dress to go to the theater. Had rented a gigantic limousine to attend. He stopped in front of my house, got out of the car and rang the bell. He was dressed in a pink designer outfit, which would have looked ridiculous on anyone, but in him it was just elegance. When I opened the door, he greeted me with a nod and put in my arms two dozen red roses. Then, he praised my beauty and told me that it had cost him work but that he had found something almost as cute as me. And took from a gold box a necklace of diamonds that he hung on my neck. We got into the limo and he took me to dinner at the most expensive restaurant in the city and then to the theater where he had reserved the best stages. When the show ended we had a wild sex session in the presidential suite of the most expensive hotel in the region.

The night had been wonderful, but the icing on the cake was left. With the night over, when it was time to say goodbye, he knelt down before me, took a ring out of his pocket and said,

– Anna, your desire for me is the most powerful magic and will fulfill if you do it with all the strength of your soul Would you be willing to spend the rest of your life with me?

I felt tears welling up, my heart throbbing as if wanted to get out of my chest. I did not hesitate for a second and answered: “Yes, yes I want to be with you, now, always and until the day of my death”.

Daniel delicately took my hand and after kissing it, he put the ring on my finger. He replied: “Let it be so”

Then the world spun around me, I felt disoriented and I fainted.

When woke up I was on my knees, my dress dirty and wrinkled. I lifted my head and saw my own body in Daniel’s pink dress. For the first time realized how beautiful I was dressed in pink and how proud Daniel was in his new body

– I have fulfilled your wish. Now you will be forever with me. Because you’re going to live in my body that will be yours until you die. I’ll keep yours and I’ll go to your house, your work and your life.

By the way, I have not paid for the dress, the limo, the restaurant, the theater, the Hotel, the flowers, and the ring. Neither the necklace nor the suit, he told me as he played with the diamonds that were now on his neck. You should look for money and pay the bills or they will put you in jail. Your new body has a history of fraud and several pending sentences.

Saying that, he left swinging on my heels. I stared in amazement. I did not understand what had happened, but I knew that I would have to run away before the police arrived.

Test the Truth – Bodysuit

Carlos had always loved me and told me that he needed me to love him. I did not want to hurt him, but I had to tell him that our relationship was impossible because I was heterosexual and could never share life with someone of the same sex.

Besides, I loved Irina with all my soul. I needed to touch her, to feel her, to know that she was at my side. Carlos was a very sensitive person and when I told him about my love for Irina he started to cry. He looked at me with tears in his eyes and replied, “No matter what the body, whatever you are or what others think you are, I would always love you, whether you were young or old, rich or poor, male or female” “Besides, Irina does not love you, she’s cheating on you”

I hated these conversations, it hurt to see Carlos suffer, but the only way to not deceive him was to tell him the truth and to find a solution to his love But that day, with tearful eyes, Carlos told me that he respected my heterosexuality and that he would never ask for homosexual relations with him again, but that he wanted to prove to me that Irina deceived me for me to decide what to do with her.

With his lowered head he left and I did not know anything about him for months. Although I asked his family and his friends, no one could tell me where he was or he was gone forever. To this day, when Irina called me to my cell phone, she seemed quite happy and excited, she told me that she had something very important to tell me and that she was waiting for me in the neighborhood starbucks.

When I arrived, there she was, still dressed in a silver suit and looking as if she had spent a very long night. From her bag she took out a small video camera and in her little screen showed me a recording of herself making love in a crazy way with a man who could only see his back.

I did not expect this and I felt dizzy, but the video continued with a fellatio and scenes of sadism. I could not believe what Irina was teaching me. She was still smiling and making jokes about how pale my face looked. Could not bear the anger, suddenly wanted to kill Irina, who still enjoyed the recording. I asked her to please stop, that did not show me that aberration or I could do something crazy. Irina stared at me in the face and said, “Wait a little, there’s still the best” I swallowed saliva and waited for the film to finish before left Irina’s life forever. At that time remembered Carlos and how I had rejected him to share life with a bitch like Irina. Should never have left him, I wish he were here to apologize and beg her to come back to me side.

The end of the film was incredible and unexpected. The man left and shortly after he returned with a gun, aimed the gun at Irina’s head and fired. Just then I heard Irina’s laughter beside me. The film continued, the man who had shot Irina’s head turned around, and for the first time I could see his face. He was Carlos. I could not believe it, Carlos was a peaceful man, he did everything for love, for his love for me. Would he have killed Irina because I had abandoned him? What if Irina was dead who was this copy that laughed at my side?

Immediately had answers to my question. On the screen of the camera it was seen how Irina’s body did not shed blood, it simply deflated like a punctured balloon, until it became something like a discolored leather. Then Carlos pick up the pile of skin from Irina’s body was and began to dress it. First her legs, then the pelvis, adjustment of the genitals, trunk, arms, breasts and finally the head.

Carlos had dressed in Irina’s skin and, surprisingly, fitted him perfectly, he seemed her double, more than that, seemed the same Irina. Then she picked up her silver dress and put it on, her high-heeled shoes and put them on and took her purse and turned off the camera.

With my mouth open I stared at Irina, who was no longer Irina, who was Carlos. I did not know what to say.

Carlos-Irina put his hands to the nape of his neck and pulling up took off his mask and let Carlos’s face appear.

– I already told you that she deceived you. She did not hesitate to fuck with your homosexual friend to humiliate you. But we have a new opportunity. You have always told me that you can not live without feeling the touch of Irina and I can not live without your soul, whatever the body. I offer you that you wear the skin of Irina. In this way, she will always be by your side and you can be my new heterosexual girlfriend. And will ask you to marry me. Saying this, He finished taking off Irina’s skin and placed it on the table so that I could dress her.

I did not hesitate, five months later I married Carlos. I was in white and was the most beautiful bride that someone had seen in the city in many years. And Carlos took my hand on the altar, smiling as smiled me when he showed me Irina’s movie at Starbucks.