The Owner of the Pawn House – Pact TG

Renata stared as I tweaked her lips to the mirror of my pawnshop.

Renata was the daughter of one of the richest men in the country, but also a bereaved and a mad head without remedy. On one night, she could spend $ 2000 or $ 3000 only on drinks invitations.

For her father, it was not much money, but he was ending his patience. Renata was her only heiress and wanted her to learn what it costs him to make money. That’s why he took VISA cards from her and gave her a small amount of money per week for expenses. But Renata was not willing to change her way of life and limit her spending.

That’s when I met her. When she became my best client. Every two or three days, Renata would enter my shop with some valuable object to pawn, first it was a gold watch, then a necklace of diamonds, later pendant, a car and even bags of valuable marks. I had no problem paying above the market price because I knew that Renata would never return to retrieve the items.

Renata had become my best client and continued for 3 or 4 months until one day she came into my shop, called me aside and made the strangest proposal I had ever heard.

She told me that she needed $ 350000 and that she had nothing left to pawn, but that she offered me something even more valuable. She took out the “rings of change” from her purse and told me that with these rings we could change bodies and that offered to keep her body as a guarantee that she would return the money with interests. I am a man over 60, who was never handsome and also grew up in a poor family, so I accepted his offer without a moment’s thought.

In a few seconds we had changed our bodies,  I had picked up her identity documents, stood on her high heels, reviewed my makeup before the glass of my store and went to Renata’s house where I was going to live, at least until she Get the money. As a supplementary guarantee I took the rings to ensure that Renata did not sell them in another store.

Until that moment, Renata had not recovered any material pawned and doubted very much that this was the first time. With my old body and without VISA cards it is practically impossible for her to get the money. Just in case, I, the daughter of one of the richest men in the country, I will talk to the directors of the bank branches so that no one will grant her a loan.

In one month, the term of return will have ended and this body and this life will be mine forever.


The Djinn of Change in the Body – Fantasy

Among the antiques Luis bought for his shop, there was a lamp that looked Arabic. Luis as he knew the story rubbed it and from the lamp came a white smoke and white smoke came out a genius.

– I am the Djinn of souls and bodies, you have found me and you have the right to choose how you want to improve your body. Choose 8 changes to create a new body, think well because once granted there is no turning back.

  • Woman is the most perfect being of nature. I want to be a woman like my mother and my sister.
  • I always want to be 22 years old.
  • I want to have a perfect figure. With the ideal proportions for a female body.
  • I want to have breasts of the perfect size in a woman, but firm and sensual  
  • I want blond hair that reaches my waist.
  • beauty is always greater with contrast. I want my eyes narrowed.
  • to contrast even more I want those eyes to be green.
  • And finally. I want everyone to admire me and all the people who come to my side will stare at me.


Little by little. Luis was noticing how his wishes came true. Suddenly she was rejuvenated and her body was transformed into that of a beautiful woman. She had perfect proportions, blond hair, slanted green eyes. But something was not right.

Every second that passed was harder to move, so he sat by the window of his shop and rested his chin in his hand with feminine grace.

Little by little he could see less, each time it took more work to hear something and then he understood what was happening.

– I’m turning into a plastic mannequin. I’m going to be a doll forever.

Little by little her soul dissolved into the lifeless form of the wrist. His masculine and human form was becoming less evident. And Luis thought.

-I’ll be a doll forever, but at least I’ll be the prettiest mannequin in the window.

Meanwhile, people crowded in front of the window to admire the most beautiful doll they had ever seen.

Recovering an old Love – Pact TG

I did not pay much for her visit. Just a handful of euros for a full service.

Lucia was a poor wretch who sold her body for a plate of lentils and that slept just as handsome as ugly if they gave her a poor alms.

The prettiest girl in law school had become a street slut. I did not want to make love to her, I did not want to enjoy her sexual favors. I just wanted her to see me and remember the time she martyred me. That she remembered how a few years ago she had mocked my love in front of all my fellow students and the pain she caused me when she laughed at my tears of suffering and shame when I asked her to please stop humiliating me.

Almost 10 years of that and I still love her and I still wake up every day remembering that would give my life to have her body. Nothing was bigger than the love I still have. My torment continued to see that beautiful and delicate girl selling his love as a bitch. She had everything, a spectacular beauty and keen intelligence, her should have been the future. I was not handsome, not so smart, but I had the strength of will and got doctorate and now I’m a successful lawyer and she is a whore. We all deserve a second chance, and I knew how to do it,

That’s why I called it. When she arrived it took a few seconds to remember who I was, then fell to her knees on the floor. The guy in the expensive suit and seemed to be a millionaire who’d hired her was the guy she’d humiliated when she was the city’s most envied girl.

Laura lay on the floor, her eyes watering and shaking the three or four bills I had paid her.

– I’ve always wanted you and I still want you, I said.

– I should not have done that to you, but I did. I am so sorry. I should have corresponded your love, you are the only person who has loved me for my soul and not for my body.

– I forgive you. But if it were the other way around. That you had it all and I had nothing. Would you still love me?

Laura did not hesitate a second to respond. -Of course yes. All my life I have regretted what I did to you. I looked at her with pity and I said,

. Prove it to me.

I took a box out of my jacket pocket and opened it. Inside were the “rings of change” These rings can exchange the body of two people if both are put at the same time.

I showed them to Lucia and I told her what those rings were capable of doing. With a strange look of hope Laura got up from the floor and held out her hand for me to give her her ring. I did it like that. She took one ring and I the other. At the count of three we put them on and suddenly I found myself on some extravagant platform shoes looking at my old body. Lucia was feeling her new body, then tightened her tie and looked at the wallet with wide eyes and an ohhhhhh of admiration in her mouth. She took the ring from her finger and grabbed my hand and bent it and ripped the other ring.

-I take the rings, I do not want to lose this body and I do not want to be related to a bitch like you.

She put them in the same box where I had brought them and went off at a rapid pace, without saying goodbye or looking back. And I just stayed, dressed like a whore, in the body of a whore and … smiling.

I had not told Lucia that these rings can only be used once, after using them lose their power and become trinkets.

Lucia had despised me a second time, but this second scorn did not hurt like the first one. This time I was ready. Laura would soon discover that I had closed all the bank accounts in my name and that I had sold the properties of which I had owned. My previous body was ruined and neither could she work as a lawyer because Lucia left university so soon that she had no legal knowledge.

The circle had closed. With the money I had obtained from my previous body, my knowledge of laws and with the identity of Lucia, I enrolled in the same university where Lucia one day, almost 10 years ago, rejected me.  Now I would finish the law degree that she left incomplete and would again be the young and brilliant lawyer before. But now I did it for the love of Lucia’s body that I wanted so much and deserved much more than the treatment Lucia had given it.

The Price is Right – Television quiz

Carlos thought he was happy when was called to participate in “The Price is Right” in Spanish edition. In the only thing that Carlos was good was to calculate the price of things. He had a low-paid temporary job and It was very difficult for him to save money.He was always calculating and thinking about the cost of things so he did not have to borrow.

That’s why when started the program Carlos knew he would win. The program was great
. Carlos showed his wisdom by guessing the prices and then eliminated the last adversary guessing the exact price of a blender, he arrived at the “final showcase”. The presenter announced: -The final showcase. Our contestant must guess the joint price of:

This wonderful apartment in Torremolinos on the beach front that our stewardess Beatriz teaches us. A spectacular new Mercedes SL car that our stewardess Beatriz now drives. This briefcase full of 500 € tickets that now shows our stewardess Beatriz and this incredible necklace of Diamond and rubies of the prestigious signature “MAGNUM” that now looks Beatriz. If our contestant can guess the right price with a maximum gap of 10% he can choose anything he wants from our showcase and it will be his.

Carlos thought for a moment and answered 435,000 euros.

The presenter looked at him, feigning a smile, took an envelope out of his pocket. Slowly he opened it. He took out a card and read:

:-The fair price is 455400 euros, and as our contestant has answered a figure below the margin of 10% has given the right price, won and he can choose anything he wants from the showcase because it’s his, but he can only choose one.

Carlos thought for a while and replied: – I want Beatriz

– How? Can you repeat? Asked the astonished presenter.

– I want Beatriz’s body. You told me to choose anything in the showcase and Beatrice is in the showcase. Well, I choose her. I want to change my body with hers. Meanwhile, on stage Beatriz fainted.

Two weeks later, Carlos returned to television studios in his new body. He had not yet grown accustomed to the heels of women’s shoes, but he loved being 30 years younger and the admiration he raised among men. In the office of the executive producer of TV show he was offered the job of a stewardess that previously had Beatriz but with a significant salary increase. And he accepted because they also allowed him to start his new career as a model lingerie. It was clear that Carlos-Beatriz had made the right price and had chosen the best prize in the final showcase.

The Magic of Music – Body Exchanger

It’s wonderful to feel the violin vibrate in my hands. That vibration was what had caused it  to change my body with Lucia. She was a very sensitive interpreter and her body looked like a goddess when stirred to the rhythm of the strings of the violin that vibrated between her hands

Now I feel it. And feel the music flow through my veins, it pulses in my heart and pushes my hands, up and down, to move the bow while caressing the violin.

I had always admired the musicians. The great desire of all my life was to be able to make music, to become the great magician who, strumming strings, is able to make people enjoy.

But I had clumsy hands and short fingers, It was impossible for me to play an instrument with rhythm.

I, only, went to concerts and listened with envy to the orchestra. One day, they introduced a young woman who was a true virtuoso. Lucía appeared on stage. She thanked to the audience and began to play the violin like I had never heard before. It was the whim 24 of Albinoni. And Lucia’s hands were flying over the violin’s ropes as she smiled. I felt like the music filled my spirit, and it made the pulse of my blood beating more and more slowly. My mind was calm and my eyes lit up with strange lights. Suddenly I realized that those lights I didn’t see them, was feeling them, I did not listen to the music, throbbed with it and floated in the air that carried it. My spirit was being pushed by the music, could see my fingers running down the mast and my right arm moving up and down bow of the violin. I noticed the sweaty hair brushing my forehead, my neck and my back. And I felt my hands pressing the strings and making music.

Then I knew it had happened. I had changed my body with Lucia.

I finished the performance. The audience stood up applauding and cheering me. With wide movements of my head I greeted them and with curiously approached Lucia. She greeted me affectionately and told me that I was the best soloist had ever heard and that her dream was to be able she Interpreting a score with my ability. She admitted that it was very difficult because had clumsy hands and short fingers. I told her that she should continue rehearsing, because music is magic and fulfills all desires.

I retired soon to my dressing room and I dedicated to rehearsal because tomorrow I have a new performance and I must continue doing magic with the music.

Making Photos – Magic Object

Click When Emma called me to do a photo story, I could not believe my good luck. The dream of every photographer is to call you Emma to make her a professional “book”.

I did, but I also wanted something more. CLICK, CLICK

I set up the magic photo camera and went to her house to do the most important job of my life. I had already finished the session when I asked her to take a last photo with an old instant machine. And I did it with my magic photo machine. This machine absorbs the soul of the photographed person and impregnates it on the paper for 5 minutes. I took the picture of Emma, ​​and her body immediately fell like an empty shell. CLICK CLICK

Immediately I made myself a selfi, and I noticed how my soul was ripped from my body by the camera, passed through focus and sticking to the paper. But before losing consciousness, as happened to Emma, ​​I had time to break the cardboard of my selfie. I felt my soul free and float in the air. CLICK, CLICK

So I flew to Emma’s body that was on the floor and filtering into her skin I took control of it Now it was my body. I could move the neck, the head and finally the legs. So I ran to the machine. It took me a while to control Emma’s arms and hands, so I I did not have time to take the photo I made her and destroy it.r. CLICK.

The 5 minutes of impregnation in the paper had already passed  and now Emma’s soul was free to possess another body. And I was sure she was not going to settle for my old body. I suspected she would want to return to her own. And I could not let her. CLICK, CLICK

That’s why I’m taking pictures to any place where I hear movements, I think I see something or the wind blows. I have to re-photograph her spirit before she dislodges me from Emma’s body