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Click hereWhen I awoke, I was in a dark bedroom, and quite groggy. The room looked eerily familiar, but I couldn't place it. I threw off the bed covers, and gasped. I was once more in a woman's body. However, I was now very pregnant. In fact, it appeared I might deliver any moment.
I managed to get on my feet. An IV stand stood next to the bed. I noticed medical tape on my arm. The IV line hung next to the bed. Apparently, it had come out of arm, which probably explained why I was awake. I shook my head, trying to clear it.
I had to pee, badly. I waddled to the bathroom. And I do mean waddled. Being this pregnant was extremely uncomfortable and moving was quite challenging. My internal organs felt smashed together, and whoever tits these were huge and oozing milk as I wobbled along. When I reached the bathroom, I was shocked to see myself in the mirror.
I stood there, slack-jawed for several moments. Not only was I in the late, late stages of pregnancy, I was in Ellen's body! What the fuck? She was the last person on the planet that I would want to inhabit.
How could this body switch have happened? How long had I been out? Who had gotten me pregnant? I panicked, and shuffled back into the bedroom. Then, I realized that this was Ellen's bedroom at the cabin. Shit!
The door swung open. When my eyes adjusted to the light from the hallway, I recognized the person standing there. Reality was slipping away, this was just too much. My legs felt like they might give out. I pissed myself.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 6 years agoI saw a negative comment on an earlier part of this series. Don't let the "bdsm-lifestyle" crowd get you down. This story is obviously meant as fiction, not a "how-to" guide for bdsm. Your writing is creative and unique. Keep it up!
Anonymousover 6 years agoHave to say, at first, I hated Allie. She was a terrible wife. However, this latest chapter really had me reconsidering her. Please continue this series--it rocks!
Alaisiagaeover 6 years agoAuthorI removed the following post, so that I could properly address this anonymous posters' concerns.
First, the commenter’s observations about Allie are not wholly unwarranted. She is cold hearted and, at times, cruel. However, she has feelings. You will see those openly displayed in the next chapter. As for her being a "worthless human being," I disagree. She has redeeming qualities. Nonetheless, I leave it to each of you to make that judgement for yourself.
Second, I know that the constant body swapping is confusing (--hence, the subtitle for this chapter). However, I have attempted to minimize this confusion by referring to characters by their original names, not by the names associated with their bodies. Hopefully, this will be sufficient guidance for most readers.
Finally, the reason that Allie “lost time” will be revealed shortly. I truly appreciate the commenter’s interest in this story and its characters. Indeed, I’m gratified that he or she took the time to voice these concerns. Thank you for reading my story.
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I’ve read every chapter but this constant hopping is losing any sense of connection the first couple of chapters built. Frank seems fine being the woman he was always meant to be. He does not need to be a defense attorney, or a prosecuting attorney, or anything, he just needs to be Mistress Sin’s play toy. His story is complete.
But Allie is worthless as a woman, man, or bodiless entity. She has no redeeming values, she a borderline psychotic with no connection to anything or any body. Oh I’m a poor defenseless wife. Oh I’m a dominant man. Oh I feel pain in this body. Oh I’m preggo in the new body. These experiences though she might feels them are disconnected from her and leave us with nothing permanent to hold on to. Next chapter she’ll be the doctor delivering the child, the next an astronaut, the next a stripper, the next a garbage man...it’s a kinky version of the show quantum leap.
But now she knows she is invoulnerable and unstoppable. Feeling pain or power means nothing to her as she won’t be that person 10 minutes later. Abuse the body, please the body, pierce, tattoo the body, none of this matters to her. And she knows no one will kill the body, it’s all temporary and she will just hop to the next one, there is no sense of risk, loss or caring anymore.
Now we learn that when she shifts bodies time also doesn’t matter. Ellen wasn’t pregnant and now she clearly is and about to give birth. Allie somehow ceased to exist for months. So now we have no permanent pain, no hope for love, no need to care, no sense of fear, and no when/where/how she will next exist. Perhaps her next flip will move her into the body of the child Ellen will give birth to...now that would be poetic justice for a bitch like her. To be reborn as Frank’s and Ellen’s love child.
