Published: Jan 19, 2024

My eighty-second caption. Back to doing a nice bodyswap, this time fully consensual.

Aaron and Samantha have recently married, both loving one another unconditionally. Unbeknownst to their relatives, they aren't being entirely honest with who is really who…

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Aaron and Samantha had finally done it. After a year and a half of knowing one another, initially meeting and moving in with each other three months after their first date, the two had finally tied the knot, getting married to one another in a lovely, traditional ceremony. Both of their families had shown up in force, and the expensive event had gone off without a hitch. Later that night, the two departed on their honeymoon, thrilled with the fact that they had both fooled everyone.

Aaron and Samantha weren’t a “traditional” couple, despite the wedding ceremony. When the two had met initially a year and a half ago, it hadn’t been through any “normal” means, whether it be friends, parties, dating websites or apps. No, it had been through a niche, new form of speed dating known as “The Swap”. Similar to blind speed dating, two willing participants would meet each other, knowing nothing about the other, but instead of simply talking, the two would swap bodies, giving each party a unique perspective of the other person. This was monitored for safety reasons of course, but those participating in this new, fringe form of dating were heavily vetted before being allowed anywhere near anyone else’s body. Aaron and Samantha had met each other there, falling for one another almost immediately. In fact, both had loved each other and their “new” bodies so much that they decided then and there to stay the way they were… quite risky.

The risks, that being the inability to switch back after a year, didn’t faze either of the two. Aaron, normally rather dominant and commanding in most situations, became surprisingly submissive and “lovey-dovey” after The Swap, having fallen in love with her curves and sensitive skin. Samantha, normally rather meek and shy, instead became far more pronounced and confident, Aaron’s old body providing her with the height and size needed to shed her old persona. The two were a match made in heaven, and both of them knew there was no going back for either of them. They knew they were going to spend the rest of their lives together, like this.

However, simply swapping their lives wasn’t enough for them. No, the two had turned their new lives into a strange, twisted game of sorts. Both agreed to play themselves, not telling their parents or loved ones that they were no longer who they said they were. While happy with one another in private, the two took an odd, perverse pleasure in deceiving those around them, finding the whole situation quite hot. It had gotten to the point where both began going out of their way to share memories, childhood events, funny stories, and major life events with one another to further reinforce the charade. When the two returned to each other’s arms, they’d retell the events with sinful glee, using what should have been wholesome family memories as a way to get each other primed for sex. Both of them loved it.

The wedding, in essence, had been nothing more than a long foreplay session to them. The two had managed the ultimate deceit, going so far as to convince each other’s parents that they were indeed “their son” and “their daughter”, flawlessly walking down the aisle with them as they held back huge grins. Now that the two were officially wed, out on their honeymoon and away from prying eyes, the two couldn’t keep their hands off one another. They were like two wild animals.

“Oh Samantha! Oh!~” Aaron squealed from her body, moaning like a bitch in heat. “I can’t believe we just did that! Everyone bought it too, even your father!”

"You played the part well, hun.” Samantha replied with a devious look on Aaron’s old face, wasting no time licking up the side of their neck. “You even fooled me.”

“Oh please, I learned from the best.” He shot back, squeezing one of his breasts in his free hand as he grabbed his old ass, pulling her closer. “Like the outfit?”

“I’m surprised you managed to hide something so slutty underneath the actual dress.” Samantha grinned, having already peeled herself out of the sweaty white wedding dress. “I’ve never looked so good before. I dare say you wear it better than I ever could have hoped to… oh, you’re so perfect, Aaron. I love you.”

The two focused on a long, deep kiss, having fully learned to appreciate what they had together. As the two pulled back, looking into each other’s eyes, “Samantha” had a new, devious look on her face, one mixed with something new. Something not entirely filled with lust. “Aaron” was intrigued to say the least.

“You know… now that we’re officially married, you know what comes next, right?” Aaron said in a more submissive tone, sticking one of his fingers in his mouth. Samantha was already well aware of what Aaron wanted, and he knew it. “I want you to put a baby inside of me, Samantha. The final step in our relationship.”

“So eager.~” Samantha smirked, putting one of her hands behind Aaron’s head and holding it up just slightly. The gentle touch from Aaron’s old body was almost too much for him to handle as a blush crossed his face. “I’ll indulge you… but on one condition, my bride. It’s a big one, so I need to know you’re ready for this.”

Aaron, feeling the heat rising from his body, could only breathe deeply, nodding slowly as Samantha smiled. She really was the one in charge now, it seemed.

“If you want me to put a baby inside of you, then I want us to commit to our new personas.” Samantha finally said, somewhat surprising the former man as he laid there, eyes having gone quite wide. “As much as I love what we’ve experienced together, our little game and all, we need to put it aside if we want to raise a baby.”

This condition, at that moment, felt more like an ultimatum. Throughout all their fun, the little “game” they had played with each other’s relatives, Aaron had honestly never thought about the future past that simple, perverse glee. Still, after having spent so much time as Samantha, being her had honestly become more natural to him than being his old self. As he thought about it, a new sense of glee began to take hold in the redhead’s brain. To fully commit to motherhood, to raise their child truly, as Samantha, would be the ultimate, never-ending fantasy. As a new, perverse expression took hold on her face, Aaron knew the answer.

“I thought you might like that.” Aaron spoke, giving Samantha another kiss before he began to pull the lingerie off of his wife, exposing her perfect, sweat-soaked skin to the cool air. Pushing her back, Aaron wasted no time pushing Samantha’s legs up, both of them committing each other to their new, perfect lives together.

Nine months later, Samantha gave birth to their first child, Nicholas, with Aaron by her side, surrounded once again by happy, thrilled family members. The lust Aaron and Samantha would have shared being around family like this was gone now, both having flawlessly taken on each other’s personas. As Samantha looked at her son’s little face, the little life she had created with Aaron, she felt a new sense of pleasure build up in her. She felt total pride and happiness, grinning ear-to-ear as she showed off her little bundle of joy to her mother and father. Motherhood had become the greatest pleasure, better than anything else imaginable.