Male Body Swap Novels & Stories

When they arrived at the crematorium, the funeral staff moved the coffin containing the body. At the same time, Zoey and Russell stepped out of the car. A man in a black tracksuit walked over and nodded slightly at them. “I’m Diego Knapp. My sister is Serena. She told me about the body swap. I’ve found a suitable person. He was an elderly man, living alone without family, who passed away this afternoon.” Zoey nodded slightly. “Thank you.” Diego shook his head. “If it weren’t for you saving my father, we would have lost him. Follow me to handle some paperwork. I also need to apply some makeup to the body; it’ll take time, or people might notice during the viewing.”

"This happened once before and I, we had to have a deep bonding session. It makes your body think of something else and forces you back in. I'm guessing with your emotions lining up so strongly with mine that we merged into one mind which as you can see is a bad thing." Sarin moved towards my body as he talked to me and grabbed me into a hug as he removed clothes to get to my bare skin. I gasped as I went into my body. If not for Sarin I would have been freezing. The sex we had was amazing on so many levels not only to the fact that it placed me back in my body. It made me feel less and less like I needed Carden. I may be dead set on not mating him but if I had to it would be under a strict

"Sarah, it's an arranged marriage we can't shake off. What does it matter who marries him? Grandpa never said which granddaughter it had to be. And just because Blake isn't easy to live with, doesn't mean I can't handle him. If I get to Scholcher Island and we can make it work, we make it work. If not, I'll fight. If there's a grudge, I'll settle it. No hesitation, no regrets. Living freely is what matters most!" I threw a few punches in the air right then and there, putting on a bit of a show. Sarah couldn't help but laugh through her tears, tapping me lightly on the forehead. "Joyce…" Unlike her, graceful and soft-spoken, I'd been doing MMA since elementary school. I never bothered with un

I woke with a start. The room around me was familiar, yet the searing pain from the fire still lingered in my mind. But strangely, my body bore no wounds at all. Before I could fully collect my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door, followed by my aunt's voice. Listening in on the conversation between my mother and aunt, I realized with startling clarity: I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, my aunt and an old man from the island country of Zandumore were planning to move overseas. Before leaving, my aunt came to bid our family farewell.

"What is this? How is this possible? Weren't you carrying triplets?" "Did someone swap the three babies?" The moment I walked in, all three men turned on me. Quinn rushed up to me. "Fiona, you were jealous that Jennifer gave birth to triplets, so you planned this. You swapped them out with this thing. I thought you'd actually changed for the better, but you were just waiting for the chance to steal our children." Grayson pointed at me and cursed. "I've never met anyone as vicious as you. Not only did you steal the babies, but you even replaced them with this cursed thing to frighten us."

I really had to work on the whole masculinity thing. “We found your body,” I said. “We don’t know how to wake you.” The eyes rose above us on a twisted candy cane of limbs, swinging from side to side as though pondering. “They made me drink a blue fluid. It filled me with congealed darkness and ejected my spirit into this place. There must be a way to empty me again.” Then she swung back down, eyes fixed on me. “Or, if I can’t get back into my own body, maybe I can take yours.”

“To confirm, we need the original IVF documentation. The one we issued at the time of your procedure. Without that, we can’t verify the father.” Just as I was about to ask more questions, a shout rang out from the next room. “How could you lose the sperm?!” The door flew open and a man stormed out. His footsteps were heavy, and his fury was radiating off of him. I froze. Him. The werewolf. The escort. The man I’d spent one unforgettable night with. Of course he’d be here. Of course. But what were the odds that he would be here too? I hadn’t seen this man before last night and now I had run into him three times within twenty-four hours! Was my luck truly this bad?

But Cedric who had already achieved the level of transcendence could see that he was a lot stronger compared to his past self. Cedric did not know what happened, but he recognized the huge difference in André. The reason why he had been sickly was because his power was greater than what his body could handle. He might be a strong deity— much stronger than even Cedric himself, but his body was mortal. It did not match. When André slept, he looked and felt totally human. However… Right now, Cedric could feel that even asleep, André’s aura was still strong and stable. It meant that somehow, during the return, his cousin’s body had been switched with the correct vessel. It seemed returning was

it merged and created something that I was almost unable to withstand. I turned and looked to the corner of the room. My own body lay there on the ground. Salcan didn't know how to channel the energy I carried. So my body just lay there, while he tried to prop it up. I was seeing it now through Salcan’s eyes. My body was no longer what it used to be. The short time I had to fix it became much clearer to me. Even though the two of us had traded places, I felt every pulse, every breath, every tremor in my body. That made me understand that my stay in his body was very temporary and I had to act fast before anyone discovered anything.

That was because I knew she wasn't truly seeking forgiveness. She had made another deal with the system. All she needed was for me to say I didn't blame her or that I wasn't angry anymore, and she'd be able to swap our weights again in an instant. I also learned that our weights couldn't be changed once the system locked in a new body weight. That meant she would never gain her weight back, no matter how much she ate. She would be stuck looking like a half-starved, barely human stick figure forever. The thought almost made me smile.