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The end of the year was quickly approaching and I was ecstatic! A new year full of new possibilities and chances. It sucked that I'd have to go back to telemarketing tomorrow though, some days I wish I could be someone or something else. Just for a day I would love to be a stallion running free, or a magnificent bird of even a beautiful woman! These were all pipe-dreams though, that stuff doesn't happen in real-life! That's what I thought at first, until a bizarre cataclysm affected a few select members of humanity.

It all happened on that night, I was in my bed just as the ball in Time-Square was about to drop. As I slumbered off, I made a selfish wish about wanting to wake up as someone else tomorrow. I was proud of who I was, I was a young man with luxurious brown hair, a nice body and amazing fashion sense. Still, who hasn't made that wish of wanting to be someone else? I wouldn't mind keeping my face though, I've always been proud of my looks and I wouldn't trade this head for the world!

I dozed off that night with a smile on my face, but was totally unprepared for what the next day would bring. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, which was odd considering I work nights and never set my alarm. I opened my eyes as I heard the sound of snoring, snoring that didn't belong to me! I turned and found a rather muscular Latino man laying next to me! Not only that, but my whole body was sore especially in the unmentionables. I glanced down and was greeted by another shock as I now possessed what appeared to be a pair of chocolate-coloured breasts!

I lifted up the bed-sheets and was greeted by a woman's body! I had large wide hips, slender curves and a thin waist! My breasts were ginormous, they must have been at least a DD cup in size! I needed to get a look at myself and figure out what's going on. I leapt out of beds so fast that my breasts nearly smacked into my face. My skin now felt much more softer as I placed my bare feet on the ground. I walked over to a nearby full-body mirror and gazed at my reflection.

To my absolute shock, I found that my head was attached to this woman's body! I possessed the head of a white man but the body of a black woman! My body was rather rocking though, I started swivelling my hips in front of the mirror. I was memorized by the swaying of my own hips! My luscious pear-shaped body was majorly gorgeous! I turned my back to the mirror and proceeded to wiggle my big black butt. My butt jiggled up and down as I took notice of a tramp stamp tattoo situated right above my butt with the words, "Big, bouncy, and beautiful!" written on it.

Even though I was enjoying myself, I couldn't help but panic about the situation! I was in a completely different life and body and worst of all I had no clue where I was! Just then, I heard the man in bed yawn right before waking up. "Hey, Janesca, don't you have work today? You should ready for your jobs today, chica!" I turned to face him and looked at him. He didn't seem to notice that I had a man's head, which means that only I can see my head and no one else can. "J-jobs?!" I exclaimed in a rather feminine tone of voice.

For all intensive purposes, I wasn't me. I was Janesca, a gorgeous woman with an amazing feminine physique and a big ghetto booty! The man turned out to be Janesca's boyfriend, and gave her an amazing anniversary gift last night. Which is the reason why is this body is sore in all the wrong places. I tried to convince Janesca's boyfriend that I wasn't her, but he didn't believe me. Regrettably, I had to go do two different jobs that I never had done before!

The first was pretty embarrassing, it turns out Janesca worked as a Hooters waitress during the day! It was so embarrassing, having to serve tables while making sure to stick my chest out at every juncture. I had to look sexy, which is something I have zero experience in! I had to walk with my hips shaking and my butt sticking out of my loose-fitting shorts. It truly was immensely embarrassing!

As I served tables, I noticed something bizarre: It was my body walking in with Janesca's head on it! I needed my body back pronto, so I mad sure that I was the one to serve the table. It was just Janesca sitting there alone, so I knew this would be my best and only chance. I talked to Janesca, but he had no clue what I was talking about! In fact, he didn't even know anything had happened and thought he was just me. Maybe the swap is one-sided, the person who made the wish is the only who knows things are wrong!

Whatever the case was, I was stuck like this until I could figure out what was going on! After working my job at hooters I had to move on to my second job. Unfortunately for me, it was about a million times more embarrassing! I had to work as a stripper at some sleazy night-club. At this point, I was completely panicked. I'm a writer, not a stripper! I get stage-fright easily. I work a black-leather and a pair of tight leather pants that firmly hugged my ghetto booty.

My outfit hugged my assets way too tightly, to the point where I was just itching to get out of them! I guess the outfit is doing its job, it sure makes me want to strip. Unfortunately, I wasn't just a stripper at this job but also a waitress. You see, the strippers at this joint work a couple of hours as a waitress before they go on. As I brought drinks to the tables of men who were undressing me with their eyes, I took notice of another individual. She was stripper, but she also possessed the head of a man just like me! Not only that but I also recognized the face, it belonged to my friend Sam.

After serving drinks, I walked up to Sam who always recognized me. "Sam! What the heck is going on?!" Sam frowned and sulked. "I have no clue! I woke up this morning and found that my head was attached to a stripper's body!" Before I could ask if he knew what caused this, I heard the booming voice of a man from behind. "Janesca, stop talking to Sally and get your booty on stage! You're on!" Oh god, I was going to have to strip. This was the moment I had been dreading.

I stood up on the stage as I blushed, I was so embarrassed! The music started up and I found my body moving on its own. I removed my top as the men hollered. I then removed my leather pants, at which point the room got really loud. After about an hour of dancing naked, I put my clothes back on and received my pay. The managed pair me with a wad of dollar bills crammed between cleavage. Afterwards, Sam walked with me back to my apartment. He told me that he wasn't sure what caused the head-swapping, only that he was relaxing at his house when it happened. He also told me that it only affected a small percentage of people and that only those afflicted people notice that something's up.

I had never been so embarrassed in all my life, but at least I wasn't the only one going through this bizarre change! Afterwards, I made my way into my apartment. Janesta's boyfriend, Vincent, work late-night shifts so I guess I wouldn't be seeing him tonight. Oh well, it meant nothing to me! I yawned and stretched, after removing every article of clothes except my bra and panties I laid down in my bed. I was hoping that I'd figure a way out of this at some point. After all, I write stories about this kind of crazy crap all the time. Surely, I'd figure a way out of this! I drifted off to sleep as a closed my eyes.

I awoke several hours later with my body feeling incredible stiff. In fact, it was so stiff that I couldn't even move! I opened my eyes and found that I was standing straight up. It felt as though I still had breasts and wide hips, so there was no getting around the fact that I was still female. I couldn't budge in the least and I couldn't even look around! I found that I was facing behind a row of what appeared to be female mannequins. Wait, is it possible that I'm a mannequin too?!

Suddenly, I heard a truck pull up outside. The door the warehouse opened up as several men entered inside. "Alright, let's get these mannequins loaded up!" I heard one of the men say. "Hey, I'm not a mannequin!" I shouted, but the men ignored me. It's like they couldn't hear me at all! Suddenly, I felt a hand rubbing my plastic booty from behind. "Woah, this one's got a huge butt! And the chest is pretty good too!" I growled as the man continued to caress me. "Hey, hands off, buddy!"

The man ignored me, probably because he couldn't hear me. I assumed that because I was a mannequin I appeared mute most people even though I was actually talking. After rubbing me for what seemed like five or ten minutes, I was picked up and brought to the back of the loading truck. It was strange to be carried like an inanimate object, propped against another man's side like it was no big deal. I was placed in the back of the truck facing several other mannequins. The doors were then shut as the vehicle started up. As the truck started moving, I noticed one mannequin who appeared to have a human head!

It was dark, but I could make out a familiar face: It was my friend, Max! "Max, is that you?! Why you are a mannequin?" Max laughed as he looked at me. "I could say the same about you! You look way more well-endowed than me though, I'm very jealous!" I blushed at the compliment. I wanted to cover up my naked plastic body out of shame, but lacked the ability to move. "D-dude, stop! You're embarrassing me!" Max snickered at me. "Dude, no one can even hear us and they don't even know were humans! I've been a mannequin for the past two days and no one's noticed my human head!"

I immediately opened my eyes, I thought it rather bizarre that Max had been a mannequin for two days when yesterday I had been something completely different! "Max, you mean you've been a mannequin since New Years Day? I was something completely different yesterday!" Max grinned. "Ooh, you're lucky! Maybe you become something new every day. Unlike me, I'm stuck as a mannequin. Not that I mind though, considering some people are probably getting it much worse like becoming bugs or something!"

I guess he did have a point, maybe I do become something new every day. I guess I swap with something new each time I go to sleep. "I guess you're right, it could be worse! It appears that I swap heads every time I go to sleep, that's pretty awesome!" Max raised his eyebrow. "Why don't you go to sleep right now? It's pretty dark in the truck and I'm sure the motion would lull you to sleep. Besides, if you didn't you'd probably be stuck as a mannequin all day." Sleeping during the day? I hadn't thought of that!

"You sure, Max? I wouldn't want to leave you in this perfume-filled plastic nightmare alone!" He smiled and winked at me. "Well, you're gonna leave when you fall asleep next anyways! Besides, right now is your best chance to get out of here unless you want to wear lingerie all day. And don't worry about me, this is what I wished for!" I decided to do as he wished. "Alright, if you say so! See you again sometime!"

I close my eyes as I start to drift off, I had always been very adept at falling asleep during the day. I open my eyes several hours later and find myself in some sort of stable. The smell of animal fecal matter assaulted my nostrils and I could only assume that I had become some variety of barn animal! I tried speaking but all that escaped my lips were whinnying sounds. My fingers were numb and felt like they were encased in some sort of hard substance. Something extremely hairy felt like it was wriggling around my backside, constantly smacking my bare butt in the process. I caught my reflection in a nearby puddle on the ground and was completely taken aback by my new form!

I was a horse, a stallion! I was glad to be male again, but the last thing I wanted to be was some mangy ol' horse! I body possessed a luxurious coat of brown fur and a shaggy black tail. I possessed set of four legs complete with a hoof on each one. While I still possessed my head, my hair had been replaced with the shaggy black mane of a horse! It was a little hard to walk on hooves at first, but I took baby steps and eventually got the hang of moving like a horse. Just as I was practicing I heard the door to the stable open. "Hey there, Tenderhoof!" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned and found someone I know standing there, it was Phil!

"Tenderhoof, you ready for our day together? We're gonna have a fun ride and then I'm going to give you a good branding afterwards!" Shouted Phil as I whinnied in surprise. I didn't want to be branded! I whinnied and hollered as bucked about. "Woah, relax! Tenderhoof, it's gonna be okay!" Phil reached over and matted mane, which managed to calm me down a fair bit. I didn't believe what he said one bit as long as I'm stuck swapping heads each day randomly things will never be okay!

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The end of the year was quickly approaching and I was ecstatic! A new year full of new possibilities and chances. It sucked that I'd have to go back to telemarketing tomorrow though, some days I wish I could be someone or something else. Just for a day I would love to be a stallion running free, or a magnificent bird of even a beautiful woman! These were all pipe-dreams though, that stuff doesn't happen in real-life! That's what I thought at first, until a bizarre cataclysm affected a few select members of humanity.

It all happened on that night, I was in my bed just as the ball in Time-Square was about to drop. As I slumbered off, I made a selfish wish about wanting to wake up as someone else tomorrow. I was proud of who I was, I was a young man with luxurious brown hair, a nice body and amazing fashion sense. Still, who hasn't made that wish of wanting to be someone else? I wouldn't mind keeping my face though, I've always been proud of my looks and I wouldn't trade this head for the world!

I dozed off that night with a smile on my face, but was totally unprepared for what the next day would bring. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, which was odd considering I work nights and never set my alarm. I opened my eyes as I heard the sound of snoring, snoring that didn't belong to me! I turned and found a rather muscular Latino man laying next to me! Not only that, but my whole body was sore especially in the unmentionables. I glanced down and was greeted by another shock as I now possessed what appeared to be a pair of chocolate-coloured breasts!

I lifted up the bed-sheets and was greeted by a woman's body! I had large wide hips, slender curves and a thin waist! My breasts were ginormous, they must have been at least a DD cup in size! I needed to get a look at myself and figure out what's going on. I leapt out of beds so fast that my breasts nearly smacked into my face. My skin now felt much more softer as I placed my bare feet on the ground. I walked over to a nearby full-body mirror and gazed at my reflection.

To my absolute shock, I found that my head was attached to this woman's body! I possessed the head of a white man but the body of a black woman! My body was rather rocking though, I started swivelling my hips in front of the mirror. I was memorized by the swaying of my own hips! My luscious pear-shaped body was majorly gorgeous! I turned my back to the mirror and proceeded to wiggle my big black butt. My butt jiggled up and down as I took notice of a tramp stamp tattoo situated right above my butt with the words, "Big, bouncy, and beautiful!" written on it.

Even though I was enjoying myself, I couldn't help but panic about the situation! I was in a completely different life and body and worst of all I had no clue where I was! Just then, I heard the man in bed yawn right before waking up. "Hey, Janesca, don't you have work today? You should ready for your jobs today, chica!" I turned to face him and looked at him. He didn't seem to notice that I had a man's head, which means that only I can see my head and no one else can. "J-jobs?!" I exclaimed in a rather feminine tone of voice.

For all intensive purposes, I wasn't me. I was Janesca, a gorgeous woman with an amazing feminine physique and a big ghetto booty! The man turned out to be Janesca's boyfriend, and gave her an amazing anniversary gift last night. Which is the reason why is this body is sore in all the wrong places. I tried to convince Janesca's boyfriend that I wasn't her, but he didn't believe me. Regrettably, I had to go do two different jobs that I never had done before!

The first was pretty embarrassing, it turns out Janesca worked as a Hooters waitress during the day! It was so embarrassing, having to serve tables while making sure to stick my chest out at every juncture. I had to look sexy, which is something I have zero experience in! I had to walk with my hips shaking and my butt sticking out of my loose-fitting shorts. It truly was immensely embarrassing!

As I served tables, I noticed something bizarre: It was my body walking in with Janesca's head on it! I needed my body back pronto, so I mad sure that I was the one to serve the table. It was just Janesca sitting there alone, so I knew this would be my best and only chance. I talked to Janesca, but he had no clue what I was talking about! In fact, he didn't even know anything had happened and thought he was just me. Maybe the swap is one-sided, the person who made the wish is the only who knows things are wrong!

Whatever the case was, I was stuck like this until I could figure out what was going on! After working my job at hooters I had to move on to my second job. Unfortunately for me, it was about a million times more embarrassing! I had to work as a stripper at some sleazy night-club. At this point, I was completely panicked. I'm a writer, not a stripper! I get stage-fright easily. I work a black-leather and a pair of tight leather pants that firmly hugged my ghetto booty.

My outfit hugged my assets way too tightly, to the point where I was just itching to get out of them! I guess the outfit is doing its job, it sure makes me want to strip. Unfortunately, I wasn't just a stripper at this job but also a waitress. You see, the strippers at this joint work a couple of hours as a waitress before they go on. As I brought drinks to the tables of men who were undressing me with their eyes, I took notice of another individual. She was stripper, but she also possessed the head of a man just like me! Not only that but I also recognized the face, it belonged to my friend Sam.

After serving drinks, I walked up to Sam who always recognized me. "Sam! What the heck is going on?!" Sam frowned and sulked. "I have no clue! I woke up this morning and found that my head was attached to a stripper's body!" Before I could ask if he knew what caused this, I heard the booming voice of a man from behind. "Janesca, stop talking to Sally and get your booty on stage! You're on!" Oh god, I was going to have to strip. This was the moment I had been dreading.

I stood up on the stage as I blushed, I was so embarrassed! The music started up and I found my body moving on its own. I removed my top as the men hollered. I then removed my leather pants, at which point the room got really loud. After about an hour of dancing naked, I put my clothes back on and received my pay. The managed pair me with a wad of dollar bills crammed between cleavage. Afterwards, Sam walked with me back to my apartment. He told me that he wasn't sure what caused the head-swapping, only that he was relaxing at his house when it happened. He also told me that it only affected a small percentage of people and that only those afflicted people notice that something's up.

I had never been so embarrassed in all my life, but at least I wasn't the only one going through this bizarre change! Afterwards, I made my way into my apartment. Janesta's boyfriend, Vincent, work late-night shifts so I guess I wouldn't be seeing him tonight. Oh well, it meant nothing to me! I yawned and stretched, after removing every article of clothes except my bra and panties I laid down in my bed. I was hoping that I'd figure a way out of this at some point. After all, I write stories about this kind of crazy crap all the time. Surely, I'd figure a way out of this! I drifted off to sleep as a closed my eyes.

I awoke several hours later with my body feeling incredible stiff. In fact, it was so stiff that I couldn't even move! I opened my eyes and found that I was standing straight up. It felt as though I still had breasts and wide hips, so there was no getting around the fact that I was still female. I couldn't budge in the least and I couldn't even look around! I found that I was facing behind a row of what appeared to be female mannequins. Wait, is it possible that I'm a mannequin too?!

Suddenly, I heard a truck pull up outside. The door the warehouse opened up as several men entered inside. "Alright, let's get these mannequins loaded up!" I heard one of the men say. "Hey, I'm not a mannequin!" I shouted, but the men ignored me. It's like they couldn't hear me at all! Suddenly, I felt a hand rubbing my plastic booty from behind. "Woah, this one's got a huge butt! And the chest is pretty good too!" I growled as the man continued to caress me. "Hey, hands off, buddy!"

The man ignored me, probably because he couldn't hear me. I assumed that because I was a mannequin I appeared mute most people even though I was actually talking. After rubbing me for what seemed like five or ten minutes, I was picked up and brought to the back of the loading truck. It was strange to be carried like an inanimate object, propped against another man's side like it was no big deal. I was placed in the back of the truck facing several other mannequins. The doors were then shut as the vehicle started up. As the truck started moving, I noticed one mannequin who appeared to have a human head!

It was dark, but I could make out a familiar face: It was my friend, Max! "Max, is that you?! Why you are a mannequin?" Max laughed as he looked at me. "I could say the same about you! You look way more well-endowed than me though, I'm very jealous!" I blushed at the compliment. I wanted to cover up my naked plastic body out of shame, but lacked the ability to move. "D-dude, stop! You're embarrassing me!" Max snickered at me. "Dude, no one can even hear us and they don't even know were humans! I've been a mannequin for the past two days and no one's noticed my human head!"

I immediately opened my eyes, I thought it rather bizarre that Max had been a mannequin for two days when yesterday I had been something completely different! "Max, you mean you've been a mannequin since New Years Day? I was something completely different yesterday!" Max grinned. "Ooh, you're lucky! Maybe you become something new every day. Unlike me, I'm stuck as a mannequin. Not that I mind though, considering some people are probably getting it much worse like becoming bugs or something!"

I guess he did have a point, maybe I do become something new every day. I guess I swap with something new each time I go to sleep. "I guess you're right, it could be worse! It appears that I swap heads every time I go to sleep, that's pretty awesome!" Max raised his eyebrow. "Why don't you go to sleep right now? It's pretty dark in the truck and I'm sure the motion would lull you to sleep. Besides, if you didn't you'd probably be stuck as a mannequin all day." Sleeping during the day? I hadn't thought of that!

"You sure, Max? I wouldn't want to leave you in this perfume-filled plastic nightmare alone!" He smiled and winked at me. "Well, you're gonna leave when you fall asleep next anyways! Besides, right now is your best chance to get out of here unless you want to wear lingerie all day. And don't worry about me, this is what I wished for!" I decided to do as he wished. "Alright, if you say so! See you again sometime!"

I close my eyes as I start to drift off, I had always been very adept at falling asleep during the day. I open my eyes several hours later and find myself in some sort of stable. The smell of animal fecal matter assaulted my nostrils and I could only assume that I had become some variety of barn animal! I tried speaking but all that escaped my lips were whinnying sounds. My fingers were numb and felt like they were encased in some sort of hard substance. Something extremely hairy felt like it was wriggling around my backside, constantly smacking my bare butt in the process. I caught my reflection in a nearby puddle on the ground and was completely taken aback by my new form!

I was a horse, a stallion! I was glad to be male again, but the last thing I wanted to be was some mangy ol' horse! I body possessed a luxurious coat of brown fur and a shaggy black tail. I possessed set of four legs complete with a hoof on each one. While I still possessed my head, my hair had been replaced with the shaggy black mane of a horse! It was a little hard to walk on hooves at first, but I took baby steps and eventually got the hang of moving like a horse. Just as I was practicing I heard the door to the stable open. "Hey there, Tenderhoof!" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned and found someone I know standing there, it was Phil!

"Tenderhoof, you ready for our day together? We're gonna have a fun ride and then I'm going to give you a good branding afterwards!" Shouted Phil as I whinnied in surprise. I didn't want to be branded! I whinnied and hollered as bucked about. "Woah, relax! Tenderhoof, it's gonna be okay!" Phil reached over and matted mane, which managed to calm me down a fair bit. I didn't believe what he said one bit as long as I'm stuck swapping heads each day randomly things will never be okay!