Male Body Swap Novels & Stories

"You're the one engaged to her. If she gets her memory back, it's gonna blow up." A pause. Then Milo again, practically pleading. "You know I've liked Dorothy forever. But she's just the adopted daughter. I still have to marry Abigail. Now that she 'forgot,' just let me have a few good days with Dorothy. You're my brother—I trust you. Just... don't get too close to Abigail. I still have to marry her." I sucked in a sharp breath and stumbled back to the chairs outside the exam room, shaking all over. The guy who used to stick to me everywhere—car, bed, even the bathroom—muttering nonstop that he loved me just handed me off to his own brother.

Jeremiah said. “But he’s in someone else’s body. Does that still apply?” I asked anxiously. “How could this happen? I don’t understand.” “Let’s talk outside,” he said, then stood up and walked toward another room. Jake and I followed behind and sat not far from him. “As I told you before you left. If you disguise yourself as someone else, make sure you don’t meet the real person, or your souls will swap. I think the soul inside Alea’s body knows about this,” Jeremiah said.

Which of my half-brothers are being compelled to offer up the chance to find true love by binding themselves to a stranger for ten years…? Surely, it wouldn’t be crown prince Daniel who’s currently betrothed to one of councilman Galewing’s daughters. If I had to place a bet on it, it would be one of the twins… but which one? Archer, being a minute or so older than Angus, is the official ‘spare’ and therefore too precious to have tied to an inter-species marriage. Which means it must be Angus. Whipping out my new phone I type off a quick text message to him. R U IN IT TOO? THIS 200-YR SWAP?

Crawling in my bed behind my back with my husband. Now I had turned into the mistress, and she had become me? She got my husband, my body and... my life? I couldn’t wrap my head around the situation. My mind was a maze, unable to find a way out. What should I do? How do I return to my body? Was this even real? Could souls swap like this? Why me? Why would she get everything — my home, my face, my name... after taking my husband? I kept whispering to myself while losing my mind. By the time I walked to her, I noticed her phone which was technically mine now, scrolling frantically and my phone was on the table.

the girl said walking up and standing beside me "it doesn't change anything, you're in my body and I'm in yours" I squinted my eyes "Alexis" "bingo" she said while walking out of the bathroom she sat on the chair beside the bed and I just stood in the middle of the floor "but how how can we just switch bodies, whats going on" "your guess is as good as mine, all I know is I woke up to your sniffling mom and inside your body" she crossed her arms "scared the shit out of me" I started to pace the floor "what was the last the you remember"

As I loosened the tie around my neck, Frank asked, "Why didn't you bring Jenny with you today, Seth? I thought you liked her a lot." Frank's words made me jerk my head up to look at him. Everything around me was blurry. That was when my phone started vibrating with messages. They were from Seth. I knew he was waiting for me to come home and switch bodies with him. We had agreed to do it once I came home from work, since we had managed to reach ninety-nine points today. However, I turned off my phone. Frank seemed to be familiar with my actions. He continued, "About your divorce…"

" You can say that or you can say that I and Jordan teamed up and had yours and Easton's souls swapped into the body of Violet and Ace when they were just babies. Those babies were too weak and couldn't surive so Jodan and I took those babies to the witch named Amelia. A very trustworthy witch and had yours and Easton's souls swapped through the magic. It was impossible to swap the sould but fortunately when you guys died you wished to return for your revenge and reunite with one another. Hence, why you are alive and in this new body. It's time for you to return, mistress. Your kingdom needs you. We need you.

He tossed out four small stones and activated spatial swap. A bizarre scene unfolded. Though the four men had clearly fled outside the villa, they suddenly reappeared inside. They froze for a moment, then bolted again. Unhurried, Ray continued tossing stones. Spatial swap. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The four men once again found themselves back inside. Even the dullest among them realized they were being toyed with. "Then we fight!" "We are the bravest warriors!" "Attack!" The man with Jayzepanese traditional warrior outfit moved first, finally drawing his blade. Yet, he had barely unsheathed a tenth of it before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

I squirm out of Vincent's grasp, catching a trace of sickly sweet scent lingering around him—one that isn’t mine at all. "While it's true that the Moonlake pack is going to form a bonding alliance with the Brownstone pack, my future mate isn't necessarily you." ... I stared at the soda can tab that Vincent Sawyer, my future mate, had slid onto my finger. For a long time, I couldn't utter a word. The loud music and the sounds of chatter, which made up the boisterous atmosphere, died down instantly. The guests' murmurs soon filled the room. "What's that? It looks like a can tab…"

I myself did a lot of reading about the city just in case. Things did not end like that. … One day, I woke up just to find myself on the cliff I died on in my previous life. Christina was holding her dried-up belly as she stomped on me. "You ruined my life! Do you have any idea what happened to me at the farm? John's a monster! He let the inmates violate me just for food! Now my body's ruined! I can't eat, I can't drink, and I know I'm not long for this world. But I'll take you down before I die!"