Aaron Madison was bored. His day at work had been rather uninteresting, and the swapper he'd gotten for his family had been broken by Zoe after an unfortunate accident involving a biker. He was walking up the driveway when a yell from next door alerted him to the presence of his detestable neighbor and his wife. John Lipinski always had something bigger and better, and Jennifer Lipinski was a class-A bitch in his opinion. Even now she was mumbling to John, no doubt trying to keep him from inviting Aaron over to see the familiar object in his hand. A swapper. Probably a newer model, Aaron mused bitterly. "Come on over, buddy! You had one of these a little while ago, didn't ya? What ever happened to it?"
"I don't wanna talk about it, John. So, what does this have to do with me?" Aaron smiled, barely able to keep it from turning into a scowl. John took this as a cue, pushing seemingly random buttons on the swapper, and suddenly Aaron's briefs seemed quite a bit tighter. "What the h--"
John burst out laughing, cupping his package. "Wow, buddy. Guess we can't all be lucky, huh?"
"John! You'd better change those back. I'm sure he isn't as..." Jennifer sneered, clearly unwilling to even pretend to be civil in this matter. She never was around Aaron, possibly because he didn't jump at her every cleavage-flashing whim.
"Don't worry, babe. Just one more little adjustment and I'll fix everything." John smirked, fingers moving rapidly over the swapper's buttons. Aaron contemplated tackling him to take the swapper away, but in broad daylight, it wouldn't look very good. A moment later, though, he wished he had. His briefs were even tighter now, in the back as well as the front, and his shirt was suddenly much tighter, as well as a dozen different other sensations which he couldn't begin to immediately comprehend. Jennifer seemed to be having a similar experience; her clothes were stretched to the limit by a man's body, his body, and she did what he'd been contemplating. She tackled John to the ground, wrestling him for the swapper to change them back, and he winced as he heard a series of cracking and shattering noises. It broke under their combined body weight, and Aaron ran away, into his own house. There wasn't anything else to be done. He immediately ran into the bathroom connected to the master bedroom, stripping naked to assess the damages.
His head was his own, but it rested on Jennifer's thin body, seeming far too large; she was a thin and petite woman, barely five feet if he had to guess, with a nice if modest figure. Resting between her legs, though, was by far the largest penis he'd ever seen in person, with a vagina beneath it. Looking at them, and at his new body, he felt it rise to attention. "Good Lord!" He exclaimed, thankfully in his own voice. It was as thick as his arm! He didn't know how she could handle it inside her. The thought made him blush deeply, though he clearly would never need to worry about that.
"Aaron?!" Molly shouted behind him. "What happened to you?" As he turned around, she let out a startled shriek, eyes unable to decide what part of him was most shocking. "Y-you... is th... is that Jennifer Lipinski? Except for the..." Molly smiled smugly, coming to terms with it rather quickly. Aaron had always envied her ability to stay calm in any situation, or at least become so. "Well. She needs to get some meat on her bones, that's for sure. What do you say we give her her body back fat?" She grinned wickedly, and very cruelly, giving Aaron shivers down his spine.
"Y'know, we do have those snack cakes all over the house. I'll be able to eat everything neither of us have been able to for years!" He grinned.
"You lucky bastard." Molly grinned back. "How did this happen? After Zoe you'd think you'd be a bit more careful."
Aaron scowled, the entire experience replaying very clearly in his mind. "It wasn't my fault. John called me over and switched our cocks before I could do anything. Then he switched my body with his bitch wife's, but I guess he forgot to undo the cock switch so it stayed on me, and I got her... pussy, too. I wonder how that'll work when I'm peeing. For that matter, I wonder how it'll work when she's peeing. She's only got my balls. Well, uh, anyway... she tackled him and broke the swapper, and I just came back here. I guess since she doesn't have either, that'll give the error report a pretty high priority, so we won't have too much time to make her fat. You were serious about that, right?"
She took a moment to reply, arms crossed, deep in thought. "Of course I was. She's always making snide little comments about my weight, but she didn't have three kids. I'm surprised she even had one. That's..." Molly sighed. "I do hope our family doesn't make this a habit. First Zoe, now you. Swapper parties are all the rage nowadays among the teenagers, so it's only a matter of time until Jon gets stuck in someone else's body. At least it'll be another teenager, and not what Zoe got stuck with..." They both shuddered, and didn't waste a moment of time in raiding the fridge and pantry. Jon and Zoe were out with their friends and Mikey was in his room playing video games; they essentially had the house to themselves.
