Genderswap Novels & Stories

How adorable. I sat in the office with the doctor as he put a cotton swab inside Ren's mouth to collect some of Ren's DNA. Gender exams don't take long since you can tell from birth but people wait a little longer because their genders could resemble another as babies tend to change to their original when a toddler or a little older. They also have rare cases of people who change from either alpha or beta to omega and that can be very risky since the heat will be unstable and regular supressants are not completely effective.

We hadn't worked out the kinks of a profile picture so for now everyone just has a pink, blue, or purple dot. Pink = Female Blue = Male Purple = Other We already had a suggestion about adding a rainbow option, but for right now we just wanted to keep it to genders and not sexual orientation. With my pink dot and my user name filled in, I opened up one of the group chats that we'd hope would lead to more 1-on-1 encounters. The chat seemed to be off to a good start: Horny4U: I'm looking for some down and dirty talk. Male in search of female.

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.

“Yes, Mommy. Isn’t this car awesome? Daddy gave me apple juice!” Daddy. I turned my gaze to the man beside me, the one who was holding me—Alpha Alaric. His expression was unreadable, eyes fixed ahead. I pulled away from him, pressing myself against the door. “What is going on? Where are you taking us?” He glanced at me briefly. “To my home. We need to get started on the paperwork.” “Paperwork?” I echoed. “What paperwork?” His Beta, who was driving, glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “Ms. Spencer, six years ago, your biological daughter, Ella, and Alpha Alaric’s daughter were switched at birth.”

She hastily recounted, "I swapped the babies myself. You were in the hospital room at that time, and when you were discharged the next day, the baby you took was mine!" I looked at her without a trace of grief and replied, "Yes, you swapped the babies." "Then why..." Finally, Christine realized the horrifying possibility. Her face, weathered by time and hatred, filled with terror. She clutched her chest and heaved violently. "Lana, you…" Next to her, Doris fell to the floor in bewilderment. I spoke slowly. "Christine, you thought you were smooth. However, I already knew about the swap. I swapped the babies back the very same day."

The waterworks wouldn’t just stop coming. Now, sprawled shirtless across his couch in a pair of designer sweatpants, Asher looked like a shadow of himself. The laptop next to him on his center table was filled with tabs upon tabs of search results. “Omega to Alpha reversal.” “How to switch secondary gender. “Westcare hormonal breakthrough.” but he found absolutely nothing. It was as if the concept didn’t exist and Asher had hallucinated the whole fucking thing. But no, his body wasn’t lying.

Geralda looked at me intensely. I nodded, according to what I had seen during my journey to the past dimension, my biological mother and father had intended to swap me with Alpha Felix and Luna Yelena's real daughter. "The baby swap has happened," Nicholas murmured, and I could hear him. "Rachel is being looked after by my birth mom and dad?" Geralda nodded. She snapped her fingers when my answer was correct. "Right." I took a deep breath. I continued what had been going through my mind.

“I understand. We’re still getting to know each other, and you are already dealing with a lot.” I nodded, appreciating her understanding. After a moment, Faye leaned closer, lowering her voice slightly. “So, how long do you think you’re going to continue this swap for?” I hesitated, knowing this was a complicated answer. “After the gala, Andreas plans to inform his family about everything. He thinks it’s best to do it after such a big event,” I explained, my heart tightening at the thought of the inevitable fallout.

“What pearl of insight do you have for me?” “That the Goddess doesn’t care what genders our mates are, but the world does. We’re raised one way—man and woman, passels of babies, the whole nine yards. And I had to lock Howell out of our room because neither of us was ever taught to talk to men we loved. I needed to bash him over the head with it until that conditioning cracked.” “Xandra isn’t—” “But she was,” he interrupts. “Twenty-three years, she lived as a man. Was treated like a man by everyone she met. That’s bound to leave a mark.”

"So, my husband and I have never even touched each other. I am still a virgin wife, Hans! We even sleep in separate rooms. So please, don't worry about the surgery money anymore!" An overwhelming sense of relief flooded Hans's heart upon hearing Gwen's words. It meant that his real wife's soul and body were truly preserved over there. No, Gwen's original body was here with him, but right now, her soul belonged to Sienna Montgomery, who remained completely unaware of the soul swap.