Interactive Stories Body Swap Novels & Stories

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

“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—”

Alpha Harold’s pov; I furrowed my brows as I glanced at him. I had no idea what he was talking about,but I was sure that he wanted to evade the question in order to leave,but I wasn’t going to let him. “Cut the bullshit and answer the bloody question!” Avery began to laugh and I glanced at her,wondering if she thought our exchange was so funny for her to laugh. “I guess she did not. I have searched for a powerful sorcerer that could perform a reverse body swap. And here’s what I learnt,when a body swap is performed—-“

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.

" I hit the gas and drove off. I returned the gift, went back to my apartment, and packed my things. Now all I had to do was wait for the appointment—then I'd be moving in with my new groom. After dinner, one of my studio colleagues called. I braced myself, thinking she was going to tell me we'd lost money on canceled wedding flowers. I was about to say I'd cover it—but she was crying. "Ms. Powell, what do we do? The national floral exhibition project—Derek stole it. They bid half our price. "But the flowers are already on the way. If we lose the deal, we eat the cost ourselves. That's easily over a million…"

Oh my God, what if my body was dead? “Hey!” I shouted at my body, shaking my shoulders. “You cannot die again, you hear me? I just made a deal with a goddess. We can't die without getting revenge, wake the hell up." I smacked my face as gently as I hoped I could but my real body’s head flopped sideways like a rag doll. Oh no. What if the wolf King was dead in my body? How would I... What the hell would I do? How did we even switch bodies!