Body Switching 소설 & 이야기

Grounding myself always helped to bring me closer to my wilder side. The word shift was a bit of a misnomer when it came to what we did. Shifting made it sound like our body cracked and changed into a different one, but it wasn’t like that. When we shifted, it was more like one form replaced the other rather than our bodies changing form. That’s why we could do it so quickly. It happened in the blink of an eye because that was all that was needed to call upon that part of ourselves. Scientists had been trying to explain it for years; some astrophysicists even speculated that it caused a bend in reality or called an alternate form from a parallel universe. Some of them said that when we took

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

“You really don’t have the right to like her.” “Uh, of course! Of course! How could I possibly harbor improper ambitions toward the woman you like… Hehehehe…” Lucas chuckled. “Sir, have you heard of body-swapping?” “Hmm?” The handsome, godlike Zachary’s eyes never left Sotiria’s figure for a single moment. “It’s like this. There’s a legend in some parts of the world that when someone is mortally wounded and is saved, the soul will turn into the soul of the next person who was involved in the same accident at the same time, even though the physical body isn’t their own—”

"I get it now—you had another man's child, and to cover it up, you switched the baby before I could find out!" Someone in the crowd frowned. "But didn't you two get the DNA test right after you found out the blood types didn't match? How would she even have time to switch babies?" Jensen faltered, then blustered, "I wasn't at the hospital all the time! Roxanne must've swapped the baby before the test!" I looked at him coldly before finally speaking up. "You're right. I did switch the baby." The room erupted. Jensen froze, a wild look of joy flashing across his face.

The face-swapping spell was broken by the beggar. Once a spell failed, both the caster and the beneficiary would suffer backlash. Camilla's plan was simple. She wanted to swap faces with me and take my place at BSAU. She would take over my bright future. Meanwhile, I would become her, stuck with zero points in the college entrance exam. However, when the spell failed, her fair face suddenly rotted and bled, causing excruciating pain. Zonday immediately rushed over to take care of her. Meanwhile, my facial wounds were visibly healing with each passing moment, the scars fading until they vanished completely.

I scroll through my short contact list, dragging the contact named Y out of my blocked ledger. I type a single line: [Keep your head down for the next forty-eight hours. Do not stir up trouble near the Hawkridge border lines.] The response comes back instantly, the screen flashing with rapid text messages. Y: [By the Moon Goddess, you finally unblocked my token!] Y: [You have no idea what kind of hell the enforcers are putting me through in the lower cells!] Y: [Silver shackles, cold stone, no meat for three days. My wolf is going out of its mind.]

Mother nodded firmly, determined to find me a husband better than all three of those men combined. After Mother left, I strolled to the kitchen in high spirits to check on the pregnant sow in the pen. When the physician diagnosed Jennifer with triplets, I had already heard the news. At the time, I happened to overhear the servants mention that one of the pigs was also pregnant. A plan formed instantly. I decided to have the system swap the sow's litter with Jennifer's babies. Jennifer was now strutting around and flaunting her belly in front of me every day, completely unaware she was carrying piglets.

"Need to switch—need that pussy—" And then they did something I didn't think was possible. Still buried inside me, they began to maneuver. Ben pulled out of my ass with a wet pop that made me whimper, and Alex shifted beneath me, angling differently. Then they were moving me, lifting me, repositioning without ever fully disconnecting. When they settled again, everything had changed. Ben's cock was now in my pussy, Alex's in my ass. The switch happened so seamlessly I barely processed it until they were already moving again, the new angles creating entirely different sensations.

Because there’s absolutely no way that I, a fully capable, somewhat organized adult, would inadvertently swap apartments with someone else. My fingers hover uncertainly over the keyboard, poised to blast off a furious email, but a response arrives before I can even start. “Hi there! Due to an error in our system, your housing arrangement has been temporarily swapped with another tenant, effective immediately. Please check the attached details. We apologize for the inconvenience!” Inconvenience? I meticulously plan everything. I triple-check contracts. I steer clear of random, last-minute “errors.” So, how in the world did my carefully arranged apartment just get lent out to some stranger?

I lie there, blinking up at the sky that spins like a coin tossed in the air. My lungs won’t work. I gasp—but nothing comes. Any minute now. Everything fades. Stars explode behind my eyelids. My mind is slow, something is pulling me far away. Five. Four. Darkness creeps in, curling around the edges of me. Three. And then— I move. I don’t know how. I just do. I watch through my eyes as someone else takes over my body. They twist us to stand. As they move to use our arms, everything screams in pain. We are angry! We pour it all out into our last attack.