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Today is Sunday.  I wake up but don’t see Paul.  Where is he? 
I look around and realize right away.  Gosh, I’m late. 

We used to get up early when it’s still dark outside. 
Before it gets hot, we try to get as much done as possible.  But I have slept
until… I look at the clock.  Gosh, it’s almost ten o’clock.

I jump out of the bed but fall on to the floor right away. 
My head is so light. My arms and legs are so weak. 

What’s going on?  Am I getting sick?  Or I’m too tired?  I
try a few times and finally struggle back to bed.  I put a pillow at my back to
sit up.  I look at the clock and worry. 
Has Paul eaten his breakfast yet? 
Is he still working?  Can he finish all the work by himself?  Gosh, it’s so hot
outside now.  Is he going to get sick?

I’m so worried but I can’t leave the bed.  My arms and legs
are getting heavier.  I can’t take the risk. 

I close my eyes.  I feel like I’m awake… or am I dreaming?  I
don’t know.  I hear a faint voice. “Linda?  Linda?  You okay?”

I open my eyes and look around.  Everything is white.  I see
tubes and instruments.  I feel pain all over my body.

Hospital.
  My heart tightens.  I’m in a hospital. 
But why?  What have happened?  Where’re Dad and Mom?  Why they’re not with me?

Someone walks in.  “Linda, you’re awake.  Thank God.”

She looks so nice and so familiar but I can’t tell who she
is and why she is here.  I look at her and say, “Water.”

She rushes outside and comes back with a small cup.  She
puts the cup at my lips.  I take a sip.  It’s so cool.  I take another sip and
then try to smile. “Thank you, ma’am.”

“Linda,” The lady’s eyes round.  “I’m Bella.  Can’t you
remember me?”

Remember?  Remember what?
  I try to think so hard but
I can’t remember any Bella.  I shake my head lightly.

“Gosh, Linda, you lost your memory.”  Bella’s eyes widen.  “Did
you know you had a transplant rejection?” She covers her mouth right away. 
“Sorry, Linda, I should have not told you that.  Thank goodness, you are
recovering now.”

What transplant?  What rejection?
  I don’t
understand.  I shake my head, trying so hard to give her a smile.

Bella rushes out.  Soon, she comes in with a man.  The man
sits down at the chair near me and smiles. “Linda, I’m Doctor Miller.  Brysen
Miller.  Do you still remember me?”

I look at him.  Oh, no.  He is a
total stranger
.  Why
is a stranger smiling at me so nicely?  Should I talk to a stranger?

“What’s your name?” the stranger asks.

I stare at him. 
Why do you want to know my name?

“Linda,” the lady almost cries.  “Please, dear, tell Doctor
who you are.”

The man waves his hand at the lady and then whispers at her
ears.  The lady rushes out without saying
bye
to me. 
How rude.

“Now, please tell me your first name.”  The man smiles at me
again.

I can feel his persistency.  I think hard.  But I can’t
remember anything. 
What’s my name?  Do I have a name?
  I’m so confused.

I don’t want to upset him.  But I know nothing about his
question.  I shake my head.

The man stands up and leaves the room, without saying
bye
to me either.  What’s going on?  Why people are all so rude to me?

I close my eyes…

“Linda, you are awake.”  I open my eyes and see a man, a
different one.  He has thick wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.  “Linda, it’s
me, Paul.”  he whispers, holding my hand.

Paul?  Who is Paul?
  I have absolutely no idea but he
looks so familiar.  His voice sounds familiar, too.

“Paul?” I murmur.

The man looks very happy.  “Yes, Linda, it’s me, Paul.”  He
reaches for my lips. 
Oh, my gosh, this stranger is trying to kiss me.

I try to push him away but my arm is so heavy.  I turn my
head away instead.

“Linda?” The man sounds so sad.  “Linda, it’s me, Paul. 
It’s me.  Linda…”

I turn my head back and look at him.  I see tears in his
eyes. 
Why is this man crying?  I thought men would never cry.

I look into his eyes carefully.  I see something special.  I
look again, and I see sadness.  Weird, where did I see that sadness before? 
I’m not so sure but I know I did.

And his wrinkles look so familiar, too.  I raise my hand. 
The man moves his head closer. “Linda, touch me.  Yes, right… here.”  I run my
fingers on his face.  It’s all wet. 
Why is this man crying like a baby?

I try to say something but I hear no voice.

The man puts his ear close to my mouth.  “Linda, please tell
me… Tell me now, Linda, tell me you know who I am… Linda?”

I try again.  Still, no sound comes out.

The man turns to me.  His lips almost touch mine.  “Linda, I
love you.  I can’t afford to lose you.  Linda.  Please, tell me you know who I
am.”  He looks at me and waits.

I’m so confused.  What is this man talking about?  This
hospital is full of weird people.  A lady and a man left without saying
bye
to me.  Is this man going to leave me without saying
good bye
, too?

“Linda, please.”  The man is panicking now.  “I love you. 
Linda.  Tell me you love me, too.  Linda… Please…” He puts his ear close to my
mouth again.

I try very hard this time.  Now I hear my own voice, weak
but clear, “Who… are… you?”

“Linda?”  The man drops to the floor.  He sits there,
holding his head with both hands and crying.  “Linda!”  He looks up and cries
very loud.

What’s going on?  Is he going to leave me without saying
bye
to me, either? 

by Mia Perry

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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven

She stares at me.  “Shane, what happened to you, huh?” 

She stops to catch her breath and then continues, “What
happened?”

Gosh, I’m speechless.

Here is a girl wanting a hot sex with her boyfriend.

Unfortunately,
MY SOUL
is in his body.

And I don’t know how to act like a
GUY
.

What am I going to do now?

Read my story to see what’s going to happen next!

What would you do if your curvy body is replaced by a rough
guy’s body?  Can you really go to bed with a girl? 

How does that feel?

Is it weird or… exciting?

Let me tell you what I did when my soul went into a guy’s
body—a guy with a hot girlfriend, Keely.

Shane has been my ‘guy bestie’ since kindergarten.  We get
along really well.  Unfortunately, there was never any chemistry brewed. 

He is definitely a hot guy.  Girls blush the moment they see
him.  At least three girls claimed “I can’t breathe”—until Shane held them
tight to help them stand up.  One girl’s symptoms were so severe Shane had to
give her twenty minute mouth-to-mouth CPR.  Oddly enough, they are still doing
the CPR today.  And that poor girl is now Shane’s girlfriend, Keely.

I didn’t develop a relationship with Shane because I know
too much about him.  I bet I know a lot more about him than his sexy and
jealous girl, Keely.  For example, I know he farts.  And he burps, too.   The
grossest part is he claims these are the ‘same gas’.   Can you imagine someone
farting from his mouth?  It’s just
so yucky.
  

Well, I have to admit, there are a few moments when our
conversation turns lusty.  One thing you have to know is I’m a sexy girl.  Guys
nickname me Marilyn Monroe Bitch for a reason. 

So, sometimes, his looks turn into stares, landing on my
lips or boobs.  I blush, of course.  I feel like I want to be kissed and…
fucked.  Then, of course, we hug, and then… laugh.  Seriously, we may kiss once
or twice and then break off.  We both feel like we’re kissing a brother or
sister of our own.  The feeling is just
so odd
.

Nevertheless, we remain close friends.  Well, a bit too
close maybe.  For example, I know all the dirty details about him and Keely. 
“She never gets fucked enough.”  Shane “complains”.

“That’s quite possible, Shane,” I sound like an expert. “Did
you know that one out of four men under forty needs an erectile dysfunction
solution?”

“Hey, hey, hey, Nora, that is totally insulting,” Shane
blushes.  “That’s her problem, okay?”

“Right, ‘her problem’.” I smile sweetly.  “Is it true that you’re
totally disabled the moment you wear a condom?”

“Holy shit, who told you
that
?”  Shane’s eyes pop
huge.  “Keely, right?”

“So…” I grin. “You admit it
is
true, right?”

You think this conversation is too dirty, don’t you?  Well,
the fact is that I have held his dick and he has grabbed my boobs.  We came so
close to fucking each other but eventually, our laughter destroyed the mood.  What
a tragedy. 

Sometimes, I feel like Shane is such a chicken.  Why didn’t
he strip me and fuck me hard?  He should have been mine should that have
happened.  Unfortunately, I’m a girl and I don’t feel like stripping myself and
giving away my body.  Thinking back now, maybe I should have had done that. 
Don’t you think so?

Unfortunately, what happened has happened.  Now Keely owns Shane. 
‘She never gets fucked enough’, huh?  I can see that slut scream for more,
sucking poor Shane’s cock into a tiny ball…

Today is one of those days we get together at my home. 

“So, is your Keely absolutely, totally satisfied now?” I grin.

“I wish.”  Shane’s eyes look totally blank.  “Nora, can we
talk about something else?”

“Like?” I ask.

“Like…” he thinks hard, rolling his eyes.  “Like the
president of the United States of America talks to the congress…” He bursts
into laughter.

“Ha, ha, ha, it’s so funny, I have to laugh.”  I give him a
huge smirk. 
What’s wrong with you, Shane?  Is Keely’s dumb-head plague badly
affecting you?
  

“Okay, you try it.”  Shane gets a bit angry.

“Sure.”  I smile.  “Want to play a game?”  I ask.

“Game?  Why not?”

I pull out a small device from my drawer and put it in front
of him.  “See this?”

He picks it up and examines it carefully.  “S-o-u-l…
Swap-per.”  he reads carefully.  “What?  Are you serious?”  His eyes round and
widen.  “It can swap souls?  Is this real?  What the fuck…”

“Of course, what do you think?  I spent over a hundred bucks
plus shipping.”

“Does it work?” 

“I don’t know,” I smile. “I need someone else to test it out
with.”

“Hmmm,” Shane scratches his head.  “What if it doesn’t
work?”

“Then I’ll ask for a refund.  Come on, this is from Amazon,
okay?”

“What if it works then?”

“Then we are going to have some fun.”

“Oh, wow…” Shane gets excited.  “Me being a girl?  Wow…”  He
gets really excited.  “Sure, why don’t we…” He thinks for a moment and then
asks, “What if you refuse to switch back the souls?”

“You think I will stay in your dirty body?”  I smirk.  “I
don’t want to smell like a skunk for the rest of my life.” 

“Rejection, Ms. Nora Hawes.”  Shane sounds so serious.

“Are you going to do it or not?”  I stare at him.  “
Yes
or
no
?  No bullshit.”  I add quickly.

Shane thinks for a short moment and then makes up his mind. “The
heck.  Let’s have some fun.”