This choice: Maggy, a weird girl with a crush on you. • Go Back...Chapter #5Maggy, a weird girl with a crush on you. by: MRBustin   As my senses started coming back to me I realized I was still laying down on a bed. Only now the room as completely different. For starters, the ceiling was somewhere between two and a half to three feet in front of my face. A quick glance around with my eyes told me the walls now had some orange and white patterned wallpaper rather that the all grey paint job my room had. Then there was the feelings that I was getting from my body. For starters, I could feel my hand down between my legs. And it wasn't holding a dick. I slowly lifted my head, feeling the weight of a bunch of hair, and tried to look at my body. Except that my vision was blocked by a pair of breasts. I instantly knew what that meant for my hand. I quickly pulled it out, immediately feeling the juices from a vagina on it. I sat up on my elbows to get a better look at the body I was now in. I had two large breasts covered only by a red tee shirt, and a pair of white panties covering the vagina I just pulled my hand from. My legs were quite shapely, smooth, and 100% hair free. And my arms were the same. Wondering what the heck was going on I looked around the room for any clues. That was when I spotted a mirror hanging on the door. I swung my legs off the bed and jumped off (the bed was a loft style bed with a desk underneath it). I landed quite ungracefully on the soft blue carpet that covered the floor and fell on my but, nearly hitting my head on the desk chair beneath the bed.
I carefully stood up, realizing that I now had a completely different center of gravity. But I slowly walked towards the mirror on the door. Once I got there, I got one of the biggest shocks of my life (excluding the initial shock from finding myself in this body). Staring back at me was the shocked face of Maggy Carter. Her mouth was as wide open as mine, her blue eyes as large as mine felt, the disbelief clearly evident on both of our faces. The more I stared, the more I thought about Maggy. She was about five feet eight inches tall, and probably no more than 115lbs. She had long platinum blonde hair that went down to her shoulder blades, beautiful blue eyes, a smile that could brighten most people's days, and a beautiful figure. That all being said, she was considered weird by most people at school, but I thought of her more as quirky. You see while most girls her age with her looks would, well, be super girly and whatnot, she wasn't. Maggy could almost be considered one of the guys. She played on the schools field hockey team, never wore makeup, and I know I personally never saw her in a dress outside of a school dance. In fact, she never really even would wear anything that would show off her figure. Which, looked at her almost naked reflection in the mirror right now, it's completely unbelievable that anyone would want to cover this up. But back to why people thought that she was weird, one thing that made guys and girls think she was weird was she'd never give a guy any chance to go on a date with her. A lot of people thought she was a lesbian, and that really kept some people away. Although the couple of times I'd talked to her she didn't seem as weird as people said.
I was finally pulled back to reality when I heard a phone ringing behind me. Turning around, I spotted it on the desk in the room. I picked it up and recognized my number was the one calling. I answered the phone and immediately heard my old voice say "Matt, Matt is that you"
"Yeah, I'm Matt. Maggy, is that you?"
"Matt, what the heck is going on?" she asked, clearly panicked.
"Well, isn't it obvious" I said, stunned she was even saying that. "We somehow switched bodies"
"Well, I know that. I mean, how's this even possible. Isn't body swapping only in like, science fiction movies and stuff like that"
"You'd think" I replied.
There was nothing but awkward silence from both ends of the conversation for a bit. "We should meet up" Maggy said, breaking the silence.
"What"
"We need to meet up and figure something out" Maggy said. "If we don't we'll both be screwed"
"Ok, what's your suggestion?" I asked.
"Well, my mom is gone for a week. I could just tell your parents that I'm going to go spend the night at a friends house"
"Ok, that should work. Um, ok, go and tell my mom your going over to John's house, then take my bike"
"Why your bike?"
"Because, John lives kinda close to me. If you want to get here without anyone knowing where your really going that's how it has to be done"
"Have you done this kinda thing before"
"Yeah"
"Ok, I'll give it a shot. I'll try and be there in an hour or so" she said.
"Right, I'll see you then" I replied and hung up. I set the phone down and turned back to the mirror. "This is so weird" I whispered as I reengaged in staring at the reflection of Maggy in just a tee shirt and panties looking back at me. I started at the reflection for probably a good half hour before I finally managed to pry myself away from the mirror. Looking over at a closet full of clothes, I figured that it would probably be better if I had something on when Maggy got back here. Digging through everything, I found a pair of black sweatpants and a grey sweatshirt with the local college's logo. "These are probably the best" I muttered to myself as I put them on. Looking back at the mirror I said "This is crazy, I'm wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants and somehow Maggy looks hot. I wonder why she never had a boyfriend?"
No sooner had I said that the doorbell rang. Realizing that Maggy was here, I hurried out of her room and wondered through the house till I found the front door. It was locked, so I unlocked it and let her in. It was so weird, seeing my body from this angle. "What, no spare key?" I asked.
"No there is, I just didn't want to walk in and find you naked or anything"
"Well, I'll have you know that I didn't look at anything. Underneath your clothes that is"
"Good, now let's get started with figuring out what to do"
"Hang on a second. Give me my phone"
"What? Why"
"I need to text John"
"Oh no. Your not telling your best friend that your in my body"
"Don't worry, I'm not. He's gonna cover for me in case my mom asks if I'm really at his house. I've covered for him a number of times so he definitely owes me" I said as I quickly shot John a text. He thought I was having home cove for me because I was gonna try and sleep with a girl, which unless we could figure this out would kinda be true. Just not how he thought.
The two of us were up till at least eleven o'clock before we turned the tv on. That's when we saw the news bulletin. "I say again" the reporter started. "It seems that a large number of the earths population has changed bodies. They think it was due to the cosmic radiation that leaked through a while in the ozone, mixed with a person experiencing extream pleasure generally caused by climaxing from sex. Scientists believe that the swaps are not random. The theory is that the person that the individual who climaxed was thinking about was the person they swapped with. We will have more about this story as more information comes in"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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