Monday, April 8, 2024

Swap Clinic - Animated GIF - Fought Back

 

"That was a solid hit, I'll admit it," Stefan said to a bound and gagged Chloe as he helped himself to a hidden stash of money. He turned toward her to show the blood going down the side of his face. "If you were still a man, you might have done some real damage."

"Mmph!" Chloe grunted into the tape covering her mouth as Stefan picked up the bag full of cash. She twisted and jostled in the chair, but tape held tight. 

"God you're beautiful...stunning really," Stefan commented as he stood over her. "To think you used to be a tubby, balding, middle-aged man. If I weren't such a gentleman..." he trailed off for a second, looking over her bound and helpless body. "Well, you're lucky I am..." he planted a kiss on her lips through the tape. "Remember, if you're going to turn your crooked boss into the feds, you can't also steal his money. He may be in prison for a while, but he still has influence on the outside." He turned to walk away with the bag full of money, then paused. "Maybe I'll sell him your location...he's far less of a gentleman..."

Chloe was formerly Charles, an accountant at a firm known for shady dealings. When he was accidentally sent a file above his clearance level with some notorious figures and groups listed as clients, he took it to the authorities resulting in a huge bust. However, he and his wife, Amy, were not safe and were placed into a new top secret witness protection program utilizing Swap Inc. technology. Charles was thrilled when he saw their new bodies...a huge, muscular guy and a cute little blonde woman. He was less thrilled when he came out of the chamber in the woman's body and couldn't convince his handlers to change the assignments...

They were moved to a small rural town where "Chloe" would be a math teacher and Amy, now Adam, would work security at an office park. Adjusting to it all...new opposite sex bodies, new professions, small town life...was quite the ordeal, but they were making progress. After a few months, frustrated by their low pay, Chloe looked into an old slush fund account she used to manage. It was well hidden and, as she suspected, got missed by the feds. She cautiously transferred some of the money, over the course of a few weeks to not draw suspicion, and withdrew it as cash to keep it hidden from her handlers.

She thought she was careful about it all, but clearly, Stefan, one of his former company's "enforcers", noticed it. He broke in and, while Chloe managed to whack his head with a coffee mug, it didn't stop him. She felt how much smaller and weaker she was now as he easily overpowered her, tied her up, and gagged her.

Chloe fought the restraints in vain as Stefan carried the bag of cash into the hall. "What the..." she heard him start to say before a loud "whack" rang out as Chloe looked over see him flying backwards.

"I just punched a guy! Holy shit!" Adam exclaimed as he shook the pain from his fist. "Oh...shit! Are you ok?" he asked, in shock from he situation. Chloe, still gagged, could only give a thumbs up in response. Adam rushed over and pulled the tape from her mouth.

"Tie him up, quick..." she said as he caught her breath. Adam grabbed the roll of tape and tightly bound the unconscious Stefan's arms and legs. 

"Here, let me untie you now..." Adam started.

"Wait...is it weird that I'm like, kind of turned on right now?" Chloe asked.

Adam smirked. "Your big strong husband just punched out a dude. That will turn on most women..."

Chloe looked down at Stefan. "Drag him into the other bedroom. Make sure he can't go anywhere..." she instructed Adam. "Then come back, put some more tape over my mouth and, uh..." she paused while Adam looked intrigued. "Don't be a 'gentleman' with me..."

Saturday, April 6, 2024

Technology - The Prototype

 Something a bit different I've been sitting on for a while. Decided to post the first part, maybe will continue as a series if I can find images/have ideas.



Monday, April 1, 2024

The Great Shift - Animated GIF - My Hands Are Tied

 

"Deb, these conversations are never easy..." Sam began as he motioned for his employee to sit across from his desk. 

"You're letting me go, aren't you?" Deb asked, still standing.

"The company is moving in a different direction..." Sam started to reply.

"Oh bullshit!" Deb interrupted. "The company just posted record profits! And..." she trailed off. "We...did...you said if I did that thing, you'd protect me..."

Sam scoffed. "Well, I'm sorry, my hands are tied..."

It may have been the most ironic statement uttered anywhere in the world right before the Great Shift.

Suddenly, Sam found himself in the back of a van, two rough looking men seated on either side of him. His mouth, wrists, and feet were all taped. He barely had time to even recognize that he was in a woman's body before the commotion around him started.

"¿QuĆ© demonios? ¿¡QUƉ MIERDA!?" the driver suddenly called out while swerving erratically then slammed on the brakes.

"¿Rodrigo? ¿Cambiamos?" one of the other men called out to the driver.

"¿¡Pandilla roja!? ¿¡QuĆ© truco es este!?" the other rough looking man behind Sam shouted. He pulled out a gun, causing Sam to crouch down as low on the seat as he could go. The other two men started shouting, then multiple gun shots rang out from each direction.

Ears ringing, Sam slowly sat up to see that all three men had been shot. Heart racing, he tried to free himself from the tape, but could not. Luckily, he wasn't bound to the van itself and managed to scoot to the door. With some effort, he managed to slide it open...where he immediately fell to the ground. Dusty desert stretched in every direction as far as he could see. He had no idea what had happened, but suddenly found himself as a bound woman thousands of miles from home. Was this woman a victim of human trafficking? Someone that crossed a cartel? Just unlucky?

Adrenaline kicking in and forcing him to focus on survival, he crawled around to the driver's door and managed to climb up. However, a bullet had passed clean through the dash and was preventing the van from starting (not that driving it so bound up was really an option). After searching for and failing to find something to cut the tape, hot desert sun beating down, Sam knew he'd have to make a crawl for his life...

Monday, March 25, 2024

Body Hopper - Animated GIF - Violation of Terms

 

 

"I've paid your firm millions over the years! You find a way to fix this and get me my body and money back!" Steven firmly commanded to his lawyers on the phone, while making sure to keep his voice down to not wake his "parents". 

"Look, I'm sorry, but there is literally no precedent for this situation," the lawyer replied. "Even if you are Steven Mannheim...and you've told us plenty to believe that you are...there is no way to prove it. And a "body hopper"? This..."secret government agency" you mention that covers them up apparently does a damn good job. As far as...anyone else is concerned, you are Marissa Colbert, 18 year old high school senior."

"Listen right god damn here! I will not accept this! I keep you on a seven-figure retainer! Figure this out and fix me!" Steven growled into the phone, still keeping a low volume. "I'm sitting here, in a teenager's bedroom, in a teenage girl's body...I feel like my uterus is full of molten lead...while this 'body hopper' is off doing who knows what in mine! I'm as angry as I've ever been about anything...FIX ME!" He then heard a mumble in the background on the phone that sounded just like the PIB agent who spoke to him after he got "hopped". "They're there...aren't they...they got to you..."

"Ms. Colbert, this is Agent Williams," the agent spoke up on the phone. "Contact with anyone from your previous life is a violation of the terms of our arrangement. Make no further efforts to contact this law firm or anyone else. If you think the situation is bad now, just wait until the agency takes you into custody. Goodbye."

Steven looked down in a rage at the phone, showing that the call had been ended. He squeezed it and grimaced...then flopped to the side and broke down crying. Even all of his rage couldn't overcome the powerful feminine hormones tearing up his body.

After a good cry of several minutes, he pulled himself together and sat up on the edge of the bed, looking at the reflection of his new body in red sleep lingerie. He lost everything...but he was young again, albeit a woman. If he was the business genius he believed himself to be, he should be able to build it all up over again, even as a woman...

...right?