Ellen couldn't help but to stare down towards Ethan’s open blouse as he leaned in closer. He began to whisper into her ear. She could feel his soft, glossy hair tickle the side of her face, smell the fruity, spiced perfume waft into her nose. God, she could feel her heart trying to burst out of her chest. “Drink it allll in, perv. This will never be you again.” Ethan purred, unbuttoning his shirt a little more to tease his little plaything even further.

Ellen had been rock hard for their entire conversation, so getting a good look at Ethan’s exposed tits took her over the edge. With a husky grunt, she doubled over in embarrassed arousal as she blew her load, staining her pants with impotent spunk. Ellen ran off, in tears but still pervertedly turned on, leaving behind an amused Ethan, laughing his pretty ass off, using Ellen’s sweet, breathy giggle to do so.

Ellen had been devastated when she heard the news she was swapped at birth, but she practically had a complete breakdown when she learned who her birth body actually was: her old classmate, Ethan. Unlike Ellen, Ethan had not been popular, not even a bit: gangly, bony, ugly glasses with an uglier wardrobe, covered in acne, annoying, grating voice. He had always smelled like BO and dried cum, so the rumor that went around about how he kept getting caught jerking off in the school restrooms was probably true. Ellen had barely thought of that dork since graduation- and even then it was with disgust- but now she was being forced to BECOME this greasy little dork. Ellen had done all she could to get out of this swap, but the law wasn't on her side, and she was forced to go back into her birth body.

Seeing Ethan face-to-face for the first time in years, the glimmer of hope Ellen had of him growing into his body was dashed; if anything, he looked worse! And by the end of that day, it was her who looked that terrible. And unfortunately for Ellen, she would become even more of a horny freak than Ethan ever was. All of her friends stopped hanging out with her after one too many times of her “accidentally” trying to touch them. She lost all her confidence in such a gross body, she floundered at her sales job, and was promptly fired. Now, all she did was sit at home, spending all of her time jerking off to women on the internet, wasting what savings she had left on buying their used underwear and socks. The only times she would dare show herself to the outside world was when Ethan would invite her to lunch, but that was only to mock her, for Ethan to shove his new (or rather, original) body in Ellen’s face. Ellen would always leave in a worse state than when she arrived, but she couldn't help but continue this ritual of theirs. Ellen told herself it was because she wanted to keep tabs on her body, but in truth, she took a perverse thrill out of having a pretty woman degrade her in public. It was the only way a girl would talk to Ellen, after all..