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6. My mother.

5. Gave me a head swap.

4. Ring

3. Michael Long - 17 6ft tall, wi

2. A Life Changed Forever

1. The Drafting Board

Swapped heads with my mother

on 2018-06-03 11:12:12

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I wish that I never picked up that stupid ring and put it on my left hand. It seemingly changed my life forever. Where ever that ring went
I don't know but after what happened to me it disappeared. Believe me, I Looked and Looked for it for weeks but found nothing remotely
resembling that ring. Now, all I can do is to try to move on with my life.
What else can I do but to do so. It hasn't been an easy 6 months since that faithful day.

Sighing, I shook my head in disappointment. Looking into the mirror above the bathroom sink I looked on to a very familiar sight,
My Head. The green eyes, brown hair cut nicely into a short style, my very masculine face are all there staring back at me in the mirror.
It was when I finally looked down past my head that things got weird for me. As I scanned my shoulders, to my chest,
then to my hips and finally my legs I saw a very feminine figure. Alas, it wasn't just any feminine figure.
It was my mother's very feminine figure. Her, No, My figure was a sight to behold for any male, young or old.
My D-cup breasts heaved on my chest every time I took a breath, making the reality of this life even more surreal.
The rest of my new body was still in bikini shape, as I continued to go to the gym despite my feelings of surrealness and fear.
"Why!? Why oh why did I put on that ring?" I thought to myself.

A knock on the door drew me out of my self-examination. "Yes?" I said.

"Sweetie, it's your mother. You need to hurry up in there if you don't want to be late for school," said my mother through the door.

"Ok mother. I'll be right out in a second," I said as I put away my now feminine hygiene.

Looking back at my reflection I sighed again. It is still amazing to me that no one else has found anything wrong with my now feminine body
attached to my very masculine head. To everyone else, it seemed, that my body has always been this way; including my mother who seems
to not even notice that she now is attached to my very male body from the neck down. To her, it has always been her body.

Shaking myself out of my depressed stupor, I walked out of the bathroom to face the world.

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