This week has been full of unbelievable things hasn’t it.
Just a few days ago, I just got into a terrible work accident that left me paralysed from the neck down, hooked onto a dozen of machines keeping me alive. The doctors had all given up hope of any recovery and had asked me if I wanted to continue living as an empty shell of a man or to cut off my life support. Thankfully, before I made my choice, a representative from a high-tech pharmaceutical conglomerate stepped in.
He told me of a revolutionary medical procedure that involved body swapping which could save my life. The operation involved the transplant of my brain into a healthy host body with all costs paid for by the conglomerate. I quickly agreed, without realising that there was a catch. Turns out that the host body belonged to a woman. Not just any woman, but the daughter of the conglomerate’s CEO who was forcing her into an arranged marriage with a business partner. Though the poison she took left her brain dead, no one would notice or even suspect someone else’s brain in her body.
Just yesterday I woke up from the operation. The CEO himself briefed me on the circumstances and warned me to play along, lest I be replaced with yet another. How could I refuse such an offer.
Right now, I am looking at myself in the mirror. The first time since the operation. I don’t regret my choice. My new body is a solid 10/10. The type of girl that I knew would be way out of my league when I still had a penis. I pulled down my top and began to fondle my breasts, clutching each soft mound with my dainty fingers. I bit my lips and let out a moan. The sight of a gorgeous blond feeling herself up was turning me on. Instead of the usual hard stiff pole, I started to feel a warm wetness in my loins. Since I have been given a second chance at life, I will make sure to live it to the fullest. But first, I will have to familiarise myself with this body with all its curves and crevasses.
Girl: Lily Ivy