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Art By: 加瀬大輝＠DAIKI KASE
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Jason, your average 8 out of 10 university student, practically burst through the front door to his dorm. He shut and locked the door behind him before calling out, “Yo! Anyone home?” Silence. “Sweet!” He haphazardly tossed his bag onto the couch and dashed to his room, making sure to lock that door as well. Excitement filled his chest as his heart pounded away in his ribcage as he plopped down into his desk chair which went rolling due to momentum with him along with it. “Come on! Let’s see-” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned on the screen. “One hundred percent! God that took all day.” He put in his pin code, unlocking the screen, and there it was- SWOP™, a new app for smartphones that very few people knew about unless you were one of the small groups of people who perused odd forums online. According to the people Jason chatted with on those forums this app allowed the user to swap bodies with anyone and anything. Now normally Jason wouldn’t believe something so ridiculous but the numerous videos on the forum of people showing off what the app could do it was hard to not believe it… unless they were AI generated but they looked far too real to not be fake!
Jason tapped his thumb onto the apps icon and watched as his screen first became black before a mint green background and SWOP™ logo appeared. “What do I even do with this?” Jason pondered for a moment, running through various ideas that popped up into his mind. Maybe he could become a dog for a day, see what that’s like? Turn into the statue in the middle of the campus and spy on people? Swap bodies with a girl to see what having tits is like? “I have always wondered that… but who would I swap with?” Jason paused for a moment before exclaiming, “Alice! I’m sure she’s curious what it’s like to be a guy and it’ll be priceless to see her reaction!” Jason swiped through some menus as he looked for his childhood friend among the long list of potential people and items he could swap with, eventually finding her name among the list of valid targets at the half mile away mark. He pressed his thumb down on his screen and when he lifted it saw a pop-up that read-
Target: Black Nylon Stockings
Range: 0.52 Miles
Duration: Default
Thank you for using SWOP
“Wait, what!?” And before Jason could react he was blinded by a bright white light. In a fraction of a moment he was torn from a body which he had motor controls over to a body that felt unnaturally stiff, not in the sense that he couldn’t move of his own accord but instead the fact that his body had no means of moving on its own which felt incredibly jarring. “Where am I?! What’s going on?!” Jason tried to shout but with no mouth he was unable to make a single sound. Instead he felt a part of his body contort and move along with the soft legs within him as they were swung back and forth in the air. A little further up from that part of his body he clung to two squishy mounds of fat and the crotch of his best friend with the only thing preventing him from being pressed against her more private bits was a pair of panties which she had been wearing all day.
Alice, on the other hand, laid on her bed kicking her feet up in the air and scrolling through social media on her phone after a long day of classes and assignments, unaware that her best friend was wrapped around her legs and waist. She continued to unknowingly torment Jason as he was swung around and forced to bend and contort to her legs. He felt a feeling of both nausea and pleasure build up inside of himself. Nausea from Alice’s light body odor and constant vertigo and pleasure do to his delicate cloth body rubbing against Alice’s smooth skin against his will. Both of these sensations had no form of release in his current form as they both slowly rose to a peak, leaving Jason stuck at the precipice of reaching climax and throwing up as his nausea and pleasure plateaued.
“I really should get my night going.” Jason heard Alice mutter to herself. She set her phone down on her end table before rolling over to her back while sitting up, squishing a good portion of Jason’s inanimate body under her supple rear, and swinging her legs over the side of her bed planting her feet on the ground. She then made her way about her dorm finishing up small chores and tasks like washing the dishes and doing laundry, unaware that she was tormenting her childhood friend who silently bemoaned his situation.
“God, this feels so-~ weird~” Each step Alice took sent a tingle jolting through his fabric body. He clung to her waist and legs, each slight movement sending gentle strokes through him as he rubbed against her smooth skin. Although she wasn’t the most gifted in the ass department at Jason’s much smaller size and close proximity to her rear it felt massive as it bounced and jiggled, stretching and pulling him to its own whims. Admittedly he had always wanted to get up close to Alice’s ass but after having to endure it against his will for the past few hours he was sick of it. Plus the mixture of scents that assaulted his sense of smell was finally getting to him, from the sweat between her toes and ass crack and the faded hint of honey berry lotion that she had put on this morning. This continued on for hours as Jason was squished, stretched, thrown about, and sat on while Alive went about her nightly routine.
“It’s getting late…” Alice groaned to herself. Jason felt a slight shift of pressure as Alice leaned back in her desk chair and stretched her arms. Jason could hear the click of her desk lamp as she turned it off and stood up. After what must've been hours Jason felt himself stick to the seat of Alice’s chair due to being damp from her sweat. His frail body rapidly peeled from the faux leather as Alice's body ripped him upwards along with her. Jason was elated with the fact that he’d get some peace from this hell he was living but instead of changing into her pajamas Alice simply walked over to the foot of her bed and let herself fall unceremoniously onto it before blindly reaching over to her end table and turning off the lights.
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“Slow down!~ Please!~” Jason rubbed against Alice’s legs as she rushed down the hallway to her next class. After spending an uninteresting night wrapped around Alice’s lower half he never got the respite he so urgently needed as Alice ended up oversleeping and only ended up throwing on a fresh shirt and skirt before dashing out of her dorm. The rest of the day was split between having his sensations assaulted as Alice walked to her classes and being bored to death as part of his was squashed beneath her ass with only his surroundings, Alice's occasional movement, and her body odor to keep him occupied. Speaking of her body odor, Jason thought he had it rough yesterday but as his lower half sat trapped in Alice’s well-worn sneakers fermenting in her stench and sweat he came to appreciate how easy his first day as her stockings was.
The barrage on Jason’s sense of touch came to an end as Alice finally entered her last class of the day and sat down in her chair. Her skirt caught on the back edge and lifted giving Jason a clear view of his assigned spot behind Alice which sat empty. “I wonder how long it will take for someone to notice I’m missing?” Jason thought to himself, but before he could ponder it for too long he watched as his old body walked into view and sat down at his desk. “What the-?! Who- how is my old body moving? That doesn’t make any sense!” Jason felt his non-existent cloth heart skip a beat as whoever was in his body made direct eye contact with him. _“Fuck! That- that can’t be… clothes don’t have- do they? I mean?” _
“Jason! You sly perv!” Alice directed in a hushed tone at Jason’s human body as she reached down and foxed her skirt, limiting Jason's view of his surroundings. She turned her attention back towards the professor as she softly giggled to herself.
The rest of the class went the same as all the other one’s but this time Jason wasn’t idly passing the time, he instead kept worrying about what was controlling his old body. What did this mean for him? Did the app copy his consciousness and stuff it into Alice’s stockings? Do clothes have souls? What if whoever was in his body ruined his reputation? How did they know he was Alice’s stockings? Was it just a coincidence? Or is it- Jason was shaken free from his panic attack as Alice got up from her desk. Jason had spent the last hour spiraling with questions and hadn’t realized that the class had been dismissed, this was his last chance to see his body before the weekend but Alice turned around and began grabbing her stuff. “No! Turn around before it’s too late!” Jason screamed in desperation, forgetting that no one could hear him. Alice did eventually turn to leave the classroom but as Jason’s desk came back into view he found it vacant. Whoever was in his body was long gone.
Jason endured the jolts of pleasure as Alice made her way to her track and field club. Jason felt relief as shortly after Alice got to her club she changed into her athletic wear which meant that after almost a full 24 hours of being worn he was finally getting a break from the sensational overload that being worn came with. By the time Jason felt himself being rolled down her legs as she removed him she was completely nude, her average breasts hung from her chest and her bare skin shimmered in the afternoon light which leaked in from some thin windows that ran just below the ceiling. Jason didn’t imagine his first time seeing her exposed would be like this but he wasn’t complaining too much, his childhood friend looked stunning. His gawking was short lived as after he was removed Alice crumpled him up into a ball and shoved him into her duffle bag. Jason could make out a bit of the commotion above him as more of the track and field team entered the locker rooms and made chit-chat and they all got dressed for today's practice. And then it was silence, only the idle hum of fluorescent lights and the AC kept Jason company as he sat still in the dark of Alice’s bag. Jason lost himself in the immeasurable time, lulling himself into a state of nothingness which he only came out of as his surroundings began to rumble and shake as a hand began rummaging through Alice’s bag. Jason felt fingers sink into his nylon body before he was lifted free from the bag. The sudden addition of light blinded him but as he slowly acclimated he saw his own face staring directly at him.
Imposter Jason: “Surprised to see me?”
“What the hell is going on? Put me back and get out of my body!” It was strange for Jason to hear his own voice talking to him as he silently raged on at the giant that dangled him between their fingers.
“I have to make this quick. Don’t want to get caught in the girls locker room ya know. In all my life I felt empty, blank even, and yesterday when my small existence as an article of clothing was uprooted and I was given the opportunity to be… alive…” The stranger in Jason’s body trailed off as he struggled to find the words to describe how he felt. “I can do things now. I have control over my life and it’s been wonderful! I’m not going to waste this opportunity while I still have it.” He lowered Jason back into the duffle bag and stared down at him. “Thank you for giving me this experience.”
“Wait! No! Don’t leave me in-” Jason watched as his old body zipped the bag shut, casting him back into the musky darkness, “- here…” Jason laid in the duffle bag for a period of time much longer than his first time. After being overwhelmed for most of the day he found this calm respite a bit too quiet. It felt odd, almost like an absence of feeling as an inkling of a desire to be used grew within him but before he could dwell on it he was once again interrupted. Light spilled in from the top of the bag as Alice lifted him free from his confines and immediately began gently but swiftly putting her feet through him.
“So let me get this straight,” A tall and lanky girl spoke to the group of changing girls, “you said you liked Todd Velasquez? Isn’t he the fullback for the football team?”
“Shut up!” A chubby girl snapped back. “At least I’m not crushing on a guy who religiously goes to the chess club.”
“And?” The tall lanky girl spat back. “You cannot tell me Damon isn’t lowkey cute.”
“You know? I really can’t. Anyways,” both girls turned towards Alice who was in the process of strapping her bra, “You’ve been awfully quiet. Who do you have a crush on?”
“Well…” Alice drew out her words as she lifted her track and field sneakers into the locker and shut the door. “I’ve had a crush on Jason for a while now.”
Jason: _“Me?” _
Random Girl 1: “Isn’t he that guy you’ve known since pre-school?”
Alice bashfully nodded. “I just wish he’d ask me out.”
Random Girl 2: “Girl, at some point you need to ask him out. You know how thick most boys are. I guarantee he likes you as well and he’s too afraid to tell you how he feels.”
Alice: “You think so?”
“Girl,” the chubby girl placed her hand on Alice’s shoulder, “I know so. Everyone saw how he watched you during practice. And apparently you’re the only one blind to it.”
Alice: “I… I did not know that.”
The two girls chuckled before the tall lanky one spoke up. “You want to continue this conversation? Trish and I were gonna get some boba if you wanted to join.”
“I think I’m good. Maybe next time?” After they all got dressed Alice watched as her club friends left the locker room. She paused, staring at the door for a few moments to make sure she had the lockers to herself before- “Fuck~” With one hand she squeezed her right breast while the other hand landed on her crotch. “He was watching me during all of practice~” She sat down onto the locker bench and spread her legs open as she began rubbing her groin through her stockings and panties.
Jason: “Woah! That wasn’t me Alice!”
Alice pressed her hand harder into her crotch causing her pussy juice to soak through the front of her panties and into Jason. “Agh~” Her breathing had gotten heavy and her voice betrayed how excited she was. “And in Mr. Chomsky’s class~” Her rubbing became faster, her back arched as she tensed up.
Jason: “Alice! You’re soaking me!”
“Couldn’t keep his eyes off of my ass~” Her soft pitiful moans echoed against the tile walls of the locker room as she dug her fingers into her teat and vigorously grinded her hand against her crotch. “Why won’t you~ ask me~ oUT!~” Her legs trembled and Jason felt her toes curl within him as she brought herself to orgasm. The scent of fresh girlcum filled Jason’s nostrils as it too soaked through her panties and made contact with his frill nylon body.
Jason: “Eugh! Alice! I’m- I’m right here! I”ll ask you out once I turn back but… don’t do that again!”
Alice readjusted her clothes, grabbed her bag, and made her way out of the locker room. The halls were quiet as Alice was one of the few remaining students inside the building before they closed it up for the day. She passed by the janitor on her way out, giving him a friendly wave and wishing him a good rest of his day before she headed back to her dorm. She could feel the gentle heat of the sun on her rosy cheeks, a reminder of the dirty deed she did back in the locker room.
“I can’t~ wait~ for her~ to get~ home~ and take~ me off~” Jason’s mind went numb for a moment every time Alice took a step. He didn’t know if it was from being abused for such a long duration or from his short lived break in her duffle bag but now as Alice walked back to her dorm each pull and stretch of his nylon body sent intense jolts of tingling throughout his body and mind. It was, if he was putting it plainly, overstimulating. Despite how great it made him feel, the fact that he had no say in what or when things happened to him really made this whole ordeal more frustrating than anything. As a pair of stockings he had no means to cum, no need to sleep or eat, yet most of his primary senses still existed which just further led to him being stimulated. Maybe his imposter would grow bored of his body and use the app to swap them back earlier because Jason did not want to be stuck like this for much longer.
“Alice, wait up!” Speak of the devil, Jason could make out his old body trotting up to Alice. “Hey uhh… you did great out there in practice.”
Alice grabbed the front hem of her skirt and pulled it down as a rather obvious blush appeared on her face. “Jason! I uh… Thank you! I’ve been working hard to improve my time.”
“I could see that.” Imposter Jason couldn’t help but nervously glance down at Jason while he talked to Alice in the middle of the campus.
“Was that the only thing you saw?” Alice taunted Imposter Jason. “I noticed you gawking at me in Mr. Chomsky’s class.”
“Gawking? Oh! Ugh… I guess I was. I’m- sorry about that.”
Alice chuckled. “Apology accepted. Now uh- are you… busy at the moment?”
“Busy!? Me? No, no I- I’m free right now.”
“Good. My roommate works late tonight so… you wanna hang over at my place?”
“Sure! Yes, I would love to!” The false Jason responded, awkwardly ringing the back of his neck. “It feels like it’s been forever since we last hung out.”
The two of them made idle chit-chat as they headed on over to Alice’s dorm. Once inside they laid their backpacks and bags on some dining room chairs and headed into Alice’s bedroom. Things started off slow between them as they talked about classes and their interests, with Alice doing most of the heavy lifting as the false Jason she had been talking to hadn’t even existed for a full day yet as a human. But despite that it seemed to be what Alice needed as she commented on the fact that imposter Jason was a great listener and that she appreciated having him to vent to. From there things began to get a bit more handsy as a few taunting retorts back and forth and a hand on Alice’s thigh was all it took.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Put that thing away!” How did it get to this? After a bit of friendly banter and a make out session the two of them couldn’t get their hands off of one another. Now Alice was laying on her stomach while Imposter Jason had his dick out, ready to hotdog it between her ass cheeks with her stockings still on. “I know you know I’m in here! Don’t you dare lay that thing on me!” Unceremoniously Imposter Jason sat his penis in between Alice's butt cheeks and used his hands to squish them into his dick. Jason could feel the heat radiating from the large pulsating member as Jason began to at first slowly thrust but after a short while he was giving it his all as if he was an animal in a blind rage of lust. “Stop~ I don’t want this!~ Why does it feel good?~” Jason’s mind mimicked the moans and grunting filling Alice’s room as she beckoned Imposter Jason to finish on her.
Alice: “Let it all out~”
Imposter Jason grunted as his cock began twitching. Thick semen sprayed froth from his dick, splattering over the black nylon stockings Alice was wearing. _“Gross! Dude, wipe it off!” _
“You done? Mind if I have some fun now?” Alice rolled over and slowly began snaking her stockings off of her legs.
Jason felt as the coating of semen was rolled up along with him as he was tossed off to the side. There he sat on the floor as his own semen stained his fabric body. All the while Alice and Imposter Jason went at it like two horny hogs as they let every neighboring dorm know just what they were doing. They went at it for hours before they both passed out in each other's arms, leaving the real Jason to stew away in his mixture of sweat, cum, and pussy juice. At least he was getting a long meaningful break from being used but he wasn’t too happy that Imposter Jason had taken his first time with Alice.
Jason laid helplessly on the floor, feeling the semen seep into his fabric skin as it dried out. After their intense sexual workout Alice and false Jason cuddled one another, their occasional laughter and bouts of kisses breaking up the silence. Time passed slowly for Jason who’s only source of mental stimulation was his stagnant view from the ground. The light spilling in from the window ceased as dusk turned to night and eventually the bedroom lights were turned off as well as the two lovebirds went to sleep.
At some point in the night Jason was startled back to his senses as his old body lifted the covers and got out of bed. His feet dragged against the carpet, stopping in front of Jason where he bent down and scooped him up into his fist and took him to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him, flicked the light on, dropped his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and sat down onto the toilet. “You know, I was thinking.” The fake Jason spoke to the stockings in his hands as he unfurled them and dangled them between his finger tips, “Being human has been an amazing experience for me. I mean, I have this whole thing with Alice now and I don’t want to ruin that so…” Imposter Jason reached down and pulled his phone out of his pants pockets, “I’m making our little swap permanent. No hard feelings though, right?”
“Permanent!? No! Y-you can't do that!” The soul in his body ignored him as he unlocked his phone and began tapping away at the screen. “Please! I don’t want to be stuck like this! I- What did I ever do to you?!”
“And… there,” False Jason tapped the screen one last time before closing the app and setting the phone down onto the countertop, “we don’t have to worry about that anymore.” He stretched the man turned stockings taut between his two hands, light piercing through the sheer fabric except for where globs of cum had dried. “You mind helping me with something? Alice keeps grinding her ass into me while we sleep and I don’t want to wake her up.”
Jason: “Ew! Help you? Why the fuck would I want to help you with that?!”
Imposter Jason blankly stared at the stockings, giving a moment for an answer he knew would never come. “Great! You’re a real lifesaver.”
Jason was draped over his old body’s cock which pointed upwards, stiff and erect. Imposter Jason wrapped his hand around his dick and clamped down on it, crushing Jason up against the pulsating penis before he began pumping his hand up and down. “Agh~ This is disgusting!~” Jason’t body was vigorously rubbed against fake Jason’s dick, his scent of musk and sweat filling Jason’s non-existent nostrils.
“Fuck~ I hope this feels as good for you as it does for me~” False Jason said between hushed grunts. “Because~ huh~ I’m about to-~”
The cock Jason was wrapped around began twitching as semen erupted from the head of false Jason’s penis, forcing its way through Jason’s nylon skin. The hand clamping Jason to his old cock released its grip and Jason was hoisted once again up into the air between fake Jason’s hands. “Thanks for that. I really needed it.” False Jason stood up, redressed himself, and headed back to bed to cuddle with Alice, dropping Jason unceremoniously back onto the floor.
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--• 8 Years Later •--
“Do you know where the stockings are Honey?” Jason shouted over his shoulder as he knelt down in the closet and rummaged through a box of sex toys.
“That old thing? It should be at the bottom of the box.” Alice shouted back from their bed.
“Bottom of the box?” Jason mumbled to himself as he cleared a way down to the bottom of the box.
Alice: “And you know my stipulations for wearing that grody thing. Make sure to grab the vibrator while you’re down there Jason.”
“Ah-hah! Found it!” Jason lifted up a discolored and torn pair of stockings. If Jason didn’t know better he wouldn’t be able to tell that this crusty, cum soaked article of clothing used to be black. “There you are, little buddy!”
Jason: “…”
Alice: “Don’t forget the vibrator Sweety.”
“Oh yeah! Wouldn’t want to forget that.” Jason grabbed the vibrator in his other hand and, after getting up from the ground, made his way over to the bed where his Wife, Alice, laid in wait.
Alice: “We really need to get you a new cum rag Sweety. That one looks sad.”
Imposter Jason: “What!? Why? I love these old stockings!”
Alice: “Sweety, I can get you a new pair to use. Why are you so attached to this one?”
Jason paused for a moment, his heart beating in his chest. He couldn’t tell her that he liked having the real Jason so close at all times. She’d think he had gone insane! “Well- they just- you see-” Jason’s eyes went wide before he finally calmed down. “They’re the pair you were wearing when we got together so they- They mean a lot to me.”
“Okay,” Alice chuckled, “you sentimental dork. Hand ‘em over and I’ll slip them on.”
“Thank you Honey!” Jason handed them over to Alice and leaned in to peck a kiss on her cheek. “I’ll make sure to use the vibrator just how you like it.”