Body Part Swap Stories Novels & Stories

" You can say that or you can say that I and Jordan teamed up and had yours and Easton's souls swapped into the body of Violet and Ace when they were just babies. Those babies were too weak and couldn't surive so Jodan and I took those babies to the witch named Amelia. A very trustworthy witch and had yours and Easton's souls swapped through the magic. It was impossible to swap the sould but fortunately when you guys died you wished to return for your revenge and reunite with one another. Hence, why you are alive and in this new body. It's time for you to return, mistress. Your kingdom needs you. We need you.

then. After confirming the swap, the system activated it the next day, with the screen showing real-time footage of the soul swap taking place. When they both woke up in each other's bodies on the large hotel bed, they were both shocked. Declan, now in Camilla's body, slapped himself hard, trying to snap out of it. "How could I have such a weird dream? Wake up!" he muttered, but it was no use. A slap rang out loudly, leaving a red mark on his cheek.

I broke down and rushed into the pouring rain, hoping that it would wash away my never-ending tears. A sharp, piercing horn sounded behind me, and I instinctively stepped aside. However, I didn't realize that the manhole cover had been dislodged by the rain. My foot ended up slipping and I fell into the manhole. Lying at the bottom of the sewer, I felt myself being drenched in cold sweat. The pain seared through my entire body as I couldn't help but whimper.

Yeah, I just got from the accident. After staying in a daze for a while I just got this sick idea to lie down with my body. I penetrated through it. Closing my eyes and opening it again. I stood up. But my body still lies down. I did this thing for hundred times with different positions, different timing, different tricks. But none works. It was so frustrating! I could not return to my body! It's my body for turtle sake! I own it! Fed up. I floated around the room. Shouting, rolling, and cursing to vent my frustration.

I couldn’t even feel my face, my lips, my hands and my feet. Soon after, I couldn’t see, couldn’t hear Dalton and the warriors anymore, and couldn’t even feel them carrying me somewhere. But then, something happened – something strange enough to shake me to the core. I felt like my body wasn’t mine anymore… like it was someone else’s… like it was Cassandra’s – it almost felt as though we were somehow connected and the connection was strong enough that she could swap bodies with me. Did that really happen? Did we swap bodies? But how is that possible?

Final. The whole swap was doing something to my nervous system that I did not have adequate language for. That was the explanation. That was the only explanation I was accepting. Three people in a penthouse, two souls in the wrong bodies, weeks of proximity and high stakes and the permanent sense of standing on a floor that might give way at any moment — of course my instincts were misfiring. Of course my wolf was confused. She was operating in conditions that pack biology had not prepared any of us for, in a situation where the man I was married to looked like someone else and the man I was supposed to find nothing more than inconvenient looked like my husband and every sensory cue she had

Took my backpack "to help." I forced my voice steady. "Where's my medication?" Lily covered her mouth, soft gasp—perfect volume for the audience. "Juliet, don't be like that. I saw you only had two pills left. It looked... kind of sad. So I swapped them for the vitamins I take. Full sheet. Nine tablets. Imported." Like she'd upgraded me. Rage shook through me. The stabbing in my chest spread down my arms. The blister pack slipped from my hand.

wedding. … The next morning, I got a call on my way to the house. "Ms. Powell, we really can't get the dress back to the original fit in time…" The voice on the other end was full of apologies. I shook my head. "Don't worry about it. No need to fix it." I hung up and tapped the steering wheel. That dress was a custom piece from a top bridal designer. Three separate fittings just to nail my measurements. But before I even got to see the final product, Derek had secretly handed it over to Riley for a try-on—and had another designer alter it to her size.

Grandmother asks I nod my head at her and they walk out from there while waving their hands at me and I wave back. Kiyara and I sat on the grass, talking with each other, and Kiyara told me about the history of vampires, witches, and werewolves, and told me what changes I would find in my body when I gained consciousness until it was time for us to head back to our body.

I'm the head cheerleader for the Westbrook High football team. I couldn't walk through the front gate without a crowd closing in around me, and one candid photo could set the entire school message board on fire. Then I woke up one morning inside the body of the two-hundred-pound girl in my class, the one everybody called ugly. Our souls had traded places. She sent me a message. [Your good days are over, Corinna Vale.] [And let me be clear, this swap is permanent. From today on, everything people ever envied you for belongs to me!] [As for you, go rot in that body for me!] But I looked at the girl in the mirror and laughed out loud. She had only seen the shine on the outside. She had no idea