How the smaller one was named Shelly, how she was 19 years old, how she had mousy brown hair cut just under her ears under that hood. Her measurements... 30E-22-32. Weight? 120. Height? 5 feet, two inches. Favorite foods, the time she broke her arm in sixth grade, whether she preferred her toilet paper to run over the top or underneath...all of it was just...there, accessible. He grinned when he thought about how she had just left an abusive relationship and had been raped several times in the. It was smaller and much thinner. All his body hair was gone. His chest looked puffy, and his -- Good Lord! -- his penis was shrinking away even as he stared at it. His balls were getting smaller, too. His hips, when he looked at them, seemed to be getting wider, and his now hairless legs seemed to be developing a feminine curve. He shook his head, feeling his hair move against his neck."I... I don't under--" He stopped. His voice was past tenor, well up in the alto range."We're swapping bodies,. She moved in to kiss me and I stopped her.“I want your pussy, Elly. Sit on my face.”She beamed a huge smile and climbed over my head. As her pussy descended I noted that she was freshly shaved just like her sister. As she slowly lowered her pussy onto my awaiting tongue I captured the musky aroma of her womanhood. She smelled just like Amy. When she got close I stuck out my tongue and licked her outer lips. She moaned.“Fuck this is so hot Will!” exclaimed Amy between grunts as she rode. "What the hell just happened there?" he asked her."You didn't like that, did you?" She said."No I didn't; it was gross... Oh no..."Carrie raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Heterosexual female." No." he stood and there in the mirror appeared the face that was attached to the head he was stuck in. He ran a hand over the cheek of that face. "You know, you could have gone all day without showing me that." You've changed deeper than you could imagine. In time, you might even fall for guys." You don't.