Gravity Falls Body Swap Novels & Stories

She sipped on her soup as she hurled insults at me. "You got my son killed and birthed a worthless brat in return! You're not getting any of this soup!" This happened on the day my daughter was born. Had I been reborn? I remembered just moments ago, the child who I'd painstakingly raised had unplugged my oxygen supply and then chatted away with the nanny happily. It was then I'd discovered my child had been swapped shortly after birth. I'd died in agony, filled with betrayal and despair. At present, Doris flung her spoon into the thermal container and slammed it onto the bedside table.

"Evelyn, I hate you. I'll live your life better than you ever could. Only I can give Mom and Dad what they want." Before leaving, she even tipped off the boss and staff to make things harder for me. She turned misery into hell. So this little taste of suffering—how could it ever compare? And then, Amelia started falling apart. Her face so pale she had to cake on foundation. Meanwhile, after a year of real food, rest, and the vitamins the doctor ordered, my body finally bounced back. I looked healthier. More alive. *** Before long, SAT day hit. All three of them looked relieved.

Some were crying bloody tears or spitting blood, and everyone yelled at the clique to stop. There was a substantially downward force, but my body had become accustomed to it and was able to fight back. All over my body, I felt like warm forces were engulfing me. From what I could see, this fabric was designed to withstand tremendous pressure. My body came up on its own, and I found myself amid the mound, surrounded by the downed novice. I had hoped to fool everyone into thinking I, too, was having trouble with the gravitational pull. At least five minutes went by during the huddle. As the earth's gravitational pull weakened, my friends and I waited a while before getting up.

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.

But tonight, John had a plan. She slipped out of bed and tiptoed to Sarah's room. Sarah was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling gently. John's heart pounded as she approached the bed. She had procured an ancient spell from a shady online forum, promising to swap bodies with anyone for 24 hours. John had no idea if it would work, but she was desperate to feel Sarah's body, to experience life as her.

BZZZ! Suddenly, Keagan found himself hurtling through the air, descending from the height of a three-story building toward a solid slab of concrete below. All he could anticipate was the painful impact that awaited him—bruises, broken bones, and aching limbs. To his astonishment, as he collided with the ground, it felt as though he had merely shifted in his sleep. He run his hands over his body in disbelief, searching for any signs of the fall. Yet, there were no marks, no indications of the tremendous impact he had just experienced. It was as if he had defied the laws of gravity and emerged unscathed. "What's going on?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with confusion. The augmented display ma

The lack of gravity made every inch feel impossibly deep, the thrust sending my body floating backward until the restraints caught me. “Fuuuuck!” I screamed, my tits bouncing wildly. “Your cock feels so good in zero-G! Deeper! Please!” He started fucking me with long, powerful strokes, his hips driving into me as my body rocked in the restraints. The sensation was completely different from Earth, every thrust made me float and bounce, intensifying every sensation. Dr. Kane moved behind me and pushed his cock into my ass, creating a perfect double penetration that made me lose my mind.

It mastered the body swap. Arianna giggled disgustingly and bounced on the floor, eager to do as suggested. Her gaze displayed the thirst of making the awaiting attack. ‘What was she up to?’ Matt stuck his tired body to the door more, and unknown to him the mat on which he stood, started to crawl. It danced and twisted under Matt's feet, slipping out from under him. It caused him to trip and land on his face, jaw, and head. The mat climbed on top of Matt, and like a snake went underneath his shirt.

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

The floor shifted under him—or maybe he shifted over it. And then, he fell. *** It wasn’t loud, violent, or catastrophic. It was just a body hitting the ground harder than expected. His shoulder took most of it—a dull thud, a sharp breath forced from his lungs. For a moment, he didn’t move. He didn’t even try, because everything still felt unstable, as if gravity itself hadn’t decided what direction it wanted to go.