The Suicide – Tg Pact

Mark was a coward. He was unable to fight for his life and for the sake of the people who loved him. Had climbed onto the terrace and his legs were hanging in the void. I could not let him fall.

With tears in my eyes begged him not to do it.

He looked at me sadly and told me that there are lives that are worth nothing and that his live, now, worthless. Looked back into the abyss he was sitting on, bent his back, moved his head forward, and let go of his hands.

Running I tried to grab it, but he straightened up again and looked at me with hatred.

–              Do not touch me. Do not even go near me or I’ll throw myself. You told me that you loved me, that would do anything for me, but you just wanted to steal my man’s life and leave me abandoned in your woman’s body.

I stood still and raised my arms so he knew was not going to use them and that begged his forgiveness.

– You tricked me, he shouted. You did not want me. You are a traitor and a thief.

He let go of his hands again. He looked again into the void and I knew that this time he was going to jump. I could only do one thing and did it. I closed my eyes and concentrated on Mark’s image. Imagined him hugging me, kissing me, felt his lips, felt his saliva in my mouth, felt like I swallowed it with my soul in her, felt the hair of my old body in the back again and the weight of the breasts, again, in my body. I opened my eyes and was back in my old body, on the body sitting on the edge of the abyss.

Mark in his true body turned to look at me with hatred.

– You did not love me, you just wanted to steal my body. That’s why you exchanged with me. And when you got it you went away from me.

– I love you more than anyone. Love you so much that I was willing to give my life for you. Your body has cancer and will die in a few days. That’s why I left, was looking for a cure, but it was late, the cancer is too widespread. I had chosen to die in your body so that you would live in it mine.

Mark began to suffer the pain caused by the cancer that ran through his veins and the enormous weakness that caused him and knew that everything I had told him was true. Had only a few days to live, perhaps weeks of agony and dreadfuls suffering. And he felt panic, was a coward. Went to the edge of the rooftop and he jumped.

I stayed crying, expected a long life, but doubted I could enjoy it without the love of my life. A life that was no sense without Mark, I looked at the void and felt like jumping.

Lost Memories – Body Thief

I could not escape. Jane’s brothers had cornered me. I could not understand that had failed, as they had realized that I was not Jane. But, maybe they had not realized I was not Jane.

A week ago, I had changed my body with Jane. It seemed an easy goal, perhaps too easy. One Sunday morning I found her in a dark alley. The first thing I thought of when saw her was that Jane had spent a Saturday night partying and was so drunk that had made the wrong way home. I am a body changer, once a year I can exchange my body for someone else’s. And Jane was so handsome, so young and was such a lonely place that thought she was the ideal target to steal her body. When made the change was surprised that I did not notice any symptoms of drunkenness in Jane’s body. I was not drunk. But the strangest thing was her face of joy after the change. I had just changed my male body over 50 years old for her beautiful 25 year old female body and instead of being angry or surprised she was thanking me. Could not believe it, but Jane seemed happy being a man, even helped me to stand up and thanking me again went running to her new life. I went to Jane’s house and there met her brothers. They were very nice. They welcomed me with great joy: They asked me where had been and seemed worried about my health. Then they took me to Jane’s bedroom, now my bedroom, and told me to rest that they would take care of everything.

For a week I thought I was right to steal Jane’s life. She had no economical problems, Jane had just graduated in medicine and now, I was a doctor, she did not have a boyfriend, and even though she was an orphan, Jane’s brothers took care of me and was fulfilled all my wishes.

Little by little I was getting access to Jane’s memoirs. Remembered her choice as the graduation queen, the disappearance of her boyfriend, the sudden suicide of her parents. But there was something that was blocked in her memory. I could not get access to part of her memories And that was something that could be a big problem if I wanted to have Jane’s life.

The next Saturday afternoon, I was getting ready to go to the disco, when suddenly I began to recover the lost memories of Jane. Its were terrible. Frightened, I left the house, looking for a place to hide. My new siblings saw me leave the house and followed me. I started to panic and ran desperately. I just wanted to hide and suddenly found myself in the same alley where I found jane a week ago. I hid in the same place where she hid. But this time it was not a stranger who found Jane, was found by her brothers. Could not escape, was trapped, when Jane’s brothers approached. I saw them loosen their belts and lower their pants.

Now I remembered it all clearly, incest and the violations his brothers made to Jane. The violence with which they made their old boyfriend disappear when he wanted to report them to the police and how they killed their parents when they tried to stop them. Now that I am Jane, I have a sexy body and live in the same house tyhat my two incestuous killers brothers. They would never let me escape.

Astral Projection – Bodyswap

Sit in front of me and do whatever I tell you.

You’re going to have the biggest surprise of your life. Nothing that you have lived can be compared to what you are going to live now. When we are finished, you will have reached the experience and wisdom of the great masters. Cross your legs like me and cover your eyes, I will also cover mine

Now, You must think that nothing is real between the things that surround you, there are no neighbors, no friends, no parents, no sisters, no children. Think that there is only you and my voice you and must concentrate on doing everything I tell you.

Now there is nothing. Only you exist, everything around you is false except my voice. Concentrate on the breath, it is becoming slower and deeper. You realize that your pulse is stopping, your lungs are slowing down more and more until they are stopped, also stops your heart. You are feeling well and you notice that your soul can leave your body. Slowly your soul comes out of your body, first one leg, then the other, now both arms and then the body. You can pull out your head. You are happy and you can float over our bodies. Count to 50 five times and return to the empty body.

1 … 47, 48, 49 and 50. I felt good, I had no human limitations. 2 … 47, 48, 49 and 50 I could fly like a bird. 3 … 47, 48, 49 and 50. It’s a wonderful feeling, but I do not feel that I had attained wisdom. 4 … 47, 48, 49 and 50. This experience has not served me, have to wait for the account to end and to I will return to my life. 5 … 47, 48, 49 and 50.

I can not go back to my body. What’s wrong? My body is rising … and it is laughing

You are an idiot, Lana, you should not have let your soul out of your body, when your older, wiser teacher is going to do the same. To steal your life, I only had to leave my body and enter yours that was empty and abandoned. In the meantime, you were mading stupid counts, while your soul floated in nothingness. Now your beautiful female body is mine. And if you want to live, you will have to do it in my male, old and arthritic body. If you do not it,  you will become a soul in lost wandering in the void of the disincarnated.


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.