Gravity Falls Gender Swap Novels & Stories

The rope simply could not withstand this kind of strength and was broken right away. “Ah—” The three people fell down, landing on a pile of bones. Agatha looked at the few people beside her feet. “Ah. Just now, I forgot to mention that the gravity was too strong and the rope should have been sturdier.” Esmeralda got up and looked completely upset. She just fell flat on her buttocks on a bloody white bone, causing her pants to be stained with blood. She looked as if she had an accidental menstrual leak. Alex took Dorothy’s hand. Both of them were fine while standing steadily. “It’s strange. The abnormal gravity only showed up in mid-air, but it’s normal after landing on the ground.”

“You still have time to worry about each other. Let’s think about that once we get back home.” “You are right. Let’s go back. Can you remember the way out?” Lance lifted his chin and said, “Of course. What do you take me for?” “A man who almost lost his consciousness after seeing a ghost.” “Hey! That… It’s your fault. Why were you crawling in the ground by the way? That was creepy.” “I did not crawl. I fell.” “With your hair down?” “That’s because of gravity! Have you ever seen a person fall with her hair turning upward?”

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

The male lead I picked out, James Linden, doesn't love me anymore. He's broken away from the and has fallen in love with the secondary female lead, Yvette West. On the day of our wedding, he insists on making things official with her. "You've gone mad, James! We arranged your marriage to Mia with the Churchill family ages ago!" James' father, Jack Linden, yells angrily at him. He attempts to stop James, but the latter has already gotten carried away and is poised to escape alongside Yvette. I sigh as I listen to the system clamoring in my ears, informing me that the romance between the male and female leads has been ruined. "Then, let's just choose another male lead," I say tiredly, l

Lyra turned to Fred. Fred took out two human skin masks and two strange-looking worms. "Jade, even though you dated Fred for such a long time, you don't even know that he's the heir of a native tribe. Replacing you is a piece of cake for him. He just needs to insert this worm into your body, and the human skin mask will merge with you. You will then become me, and I will become you. Even the blood will change; at that point, not even a DNA test can discover the truth. Once we've swapped places, you'll die from a heart attack, and Lyra Suggs will cease to exist in this world. Don't worry, I'll live well in your place. Let me experience your wonderful life."

Every month on the 15th is the day I swap lives with Melody Foster. 18 years ago, a hospital mix-up places our IVF embryos in each other's mothers. After the truth comes out, my biological parents want their real daughter, and my adoptive parents want theirs. They arrange for Melody and me to rotate between the two homes on a monthly basis, switching every 15th. From then on, I become the burden neither family wants. In whichever home Melody stays, there are endless snacks and drinks, thousands of dollars in monthly allowance, and the sunny bedroom is always reserved for her. In whichever home I stay, there's nothing but plain meals and a windowless storage room. 18 years later, I

“Let’s get back to your party.” I giggled, taking his hand in mine. We walked over to the door. The moment we touched the handle, the floor beneath us opened. I was weightless, falling into the unknown darkness below. I reached out for something to grasp onto as I felt Lyle’s strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close to his chest. Together, we slid down a slick and slimy stone chute, our bodies gliding effortlessly through the strange goo that coated its walls. With each passing moment, we descended deeper into the mysterious depths, the only sound echoing in our ears being the soft whoosh of our descent and the occasional splatter of the goo against our skin.

She placed her hands on her chest, trying to calm herself down. She turned on the lights of the house and walked into her room, she caught sight of herself in the mirror and she shook lightly. It still gave her goosebumps to watch herself in another body. She looked away from the mirror and got into her bed. As she laid in bed, she made her decision, she did not want to be Cherry Hillard, she did not want to pretend and risk being caught, she did but want to get married to the Winston. "I am just going to go to my hometown, I am never going to let any of them find me. I am not Cherry Hillard, I am Lucienne Gray and I will not live as Cherry."

Gravity chose to wake up in my arms at that very moment. She blinked her eyes open, taking in the surroundings, before realizing that she was in some sort of entertainment venue and trying to wriggle out of my grasp. "Slides!" she exclaimed, climbing a wooden ladder and sliding down a slide on her back. Cherrie set her chin above her fists in a curl, grinning wider. "Oh, how cute." Wholesome, my ass. She had no idea on what side of Gravity I had access to-the one where I had an appetite for seven extra-large pancakes and belting "Firework" straight through as a burp.

I scoffed and shoved her hard, sending her sprawling to the ground. "What's wrong? Did the last slap I gave you not teach you a lesson? Or do my fists not look convincing enough? You want to live off a man, that's your problem. But don't come flaunting your lack of self-respect in front of me. Even the greats have said women hold up half the sky. It's parasites like you that give us all a bad name. "If I were you, I'd be too ashamed to show my face after everything you've done. But you? You walk around showing off. Honestly, with skin that thick, you should be used as a storm barrier during the next typhoon."