"I dont know what happened," I protested, shocked at the female voicecoming out of my mouth. "Look, let's not panic, I'm sure we canreverse it, there ...ust be a way right?!"I sat at the table opening the book, looking for the page I had readfrom, but the problem was they weren't numbered, and there werehundreds of pages, each full of verses I didn't understand."My mom's going to be home soon," I said, looking at my old self,"What are we going to say?" We can't say anything," Mrs Harris stated. This is because ofa variety of factors, including death in the male body (which is in anycase shorter lived than the female one, and tends to be older to startwith). This may result from a variety of male conditions such asprostate or testicular cancer that may be latent to start with andactivated by the swap, or violence provoked by inadvertent femalebehaviour in the body, such as smiling across a bar, starting aconversation in the restroom (especially while looking at the guy in anadjacent. ."I held her close, reassuring her, comforting her. I wiped a tear fromher cheek with my thumb. She closed her eyes, and I held her closer. Wefell asleep in a sisterly embrace. And it was in that embrace our motherfound us in the morning."Morning Girls," she said. "Don't you look sweet."I awoke with a start which woke Catherine. "It was awful Mum. I've..." I heard," she walked over to Catherine who was in the process ofputting her matching gown on. "It was a bad one. Your. I was 19, white, skinny 165lbs, 5'11" , average (just under 7 inches), cut, bottom. Which seemed a perfect match. He had asked that I wear a pair of custom jeans had cut into assless chaps. I wanted to be spanked as soon as he arrived, taking me over his knees as punishment for being such a bad boy. Guy 1 showed up. He grabbed my cock as he entered. I can still recall how he smelled of smoke. He sat in a chair I placed in the middle of the room. I bent over his lap and he began to hammer my.