"Ok so I just need to..." Ian tapped at his name on the screen, and saw a few options. "Swap... that should let me swap myself out, right?" Ian tapped the 'Swap' option. The DS showed him a few more options, and he entered Kylie's name. Kylie's model showed up, and he hit the OK.
His world flashed momentarily, and he found himself no longer sitting directly behind Lily. "What the..." he mumbled, before realizing he was no longer holding the DS. Instead, he was holding a phone. And the hand holding the phone was soft and thin... "Oh fuck"
Ian looked down to be greeted by Kylie's boobs, in her school uniform. The top button was undone, and Ian could see down his top. A hand ran down his torso, where he no longer felt the toned abs he had crafted for himself. Instead, it was soft and smooth. A slight further dip found a skirt and a definitive lack of the cock he had set himself up with. "Fuck, how did this happen?"
The phone beeped, and he saw the 'Max Control' logo flash on it, before showing a model of Kylie, with an icon with his face on it next to her head. "No fucking shit it's Kylie!"
"I can't believe this..." said Ian, and stood up. Kylie's long legs under him, he stepped over to the door of the room. No one said a word - Kylie wasn't exactly known for being a model student, and would wander off randomly anyway.
Ian's chest bounced, the weight unfamiliar to him. He closed the classroom door behind him, and looked down. Brunette hair played at the edge of his vision, and he could feel the soft caress of the hallway airconditioning on his now bare legs. He looked down past his - Kylie's - chest and saw her skirt. Below that, smooth, fit legs that were currently his.
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