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Chapter by
Burrito · 13 Nov 2025 -
As it turns out, plopping your soul into the opposite gender leads to unforeseen side-effects. You pick up on habits unnatural to you. Your appetite is all wonky and you caught the munchies. Oh and your junior’s not gone, it’s just found a new residence and is raring for some action...
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Cassie dragged me into my room. More appropriately, she attempted to drag me to this body’s room but I was too heavy for the petite goth. It took her ten seconds and half of her calories to carry me after I dropped on the floor (from whatever that was) and it took so long I actually regained energy to stand on my own and let her lead me to the room.
I sized her up. She was like a head shorter than me right now, which coincidentally was how I thought she would look like up close in my actual body.
“How tall am I?” Curiosity got the best of me.
“Five foot eleven. You forgot that too, huh. I guess you’re admirers below six foot have a shot now.” Okay, damn, what were they feeding Cassandra? She’s taller than me! It’s just an inch difference but that means everything in this metric.
“Admirers?” I wonder if they loved this body’s ‘heart’ or ‘peach’ first… half of em probably wanna get their face sat on. The other…
“Just a bunch of simps who want to bury their— quit rubbing your breasts, Cass.”
Cassie tried to slap my hand away. I was faster and dropped them before I could get hurt.
“I guess I do sports?”
“If you count Happy Thursday as a sport, then yes.”
She glared at me with her dark purple eyes before she made herself home on my chair.
I sat down ‘my’ bed. There was a full mirror facing and I could look at my dumbstruck expression. My crotch was starting to buzz again. I squeezed my thighs together hoping, with enough friction, I could satiate this need.
Is that normal?
“This is a dream…”
“There’s something wrong with you Cass. You need to see a doctor.”
“I’m fine!” I was serious this time. Cassie most likely never heard her friend talk this way. Her face scrunched into a deeper worry. “I’m. fine. I’m just trying something… different.”
“Okay…” she wasn’t convinced. The only way she would believe me if I mixed enough lies with truths.
“Like, I know I’m acting weird— hell five minutes ago I thought this was a dream.”
“Is that why you were checking yourself in the mirror earlier—“ Why does she he have to …
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