Call Me Daddy

One of my favourite captions of all time is called Feeling Festive.  It’s about a father that essentially humiliates his son over the fact that his girlfriend wanted to swap bodies with him and not her actual boyfriend. There’s something about the idea of being in this type of situation and how evil the parents and kinda the girlfriend is to him and how there is no real way out.  Just more embarrassment.

Here’s a link to the story: https://swappinggrounds.blogspot.com/2017/12/feeling-festive-5.html

I just realized that a 6th part was uploaded where the son actually does have sex in his mother’s body.  Personally, I found it better when he hated it 100% so I like to think that the story ends on part 5.

This is the first part as a preview

Anyways, I’ve been dying to try the idea myself so here is my ‘remake’ of the series.  Enjoy :)

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PART 1

“Hey, Erica?” I said walking into our bedroom to see her admiring herself in the mirror.

“Yes, honey?” She responded without taking her eyes off herself.

“Is everything okay?  You seem... Different... today”.

Her head turned slightly looking at me through the mirror.  She smiled, but it was different from the beautiful smile I came to know and love.

“Is this because I forgot about our dinner tonight?  I know we planned it a couple days ago... I’ve just been feeling a little different... this week.  I’ve been spacing out on a couple things, not just the dinner”.

I was concerned because it was two days ago but there was more.  She’d been passing on my romantic advances since today started, she forgot where she kept her keys.  It’s like she woke up today a completely different person.

I walked up to her and hugged her from behind.  I felt her slightly reflex from it so I stopped.  I sighed.

“You know if there is something bothering you, you can talk to me about it, right?”

She spun around to face me and grabbed my shoulders.

“Of course!  Of course, I know that it’s just... I’ve just been feeling off lately.  Give me a couple of days and you’ll see.  I’ll be back to normal in no time!”

She gave me a peck on the cheek and made her way to the door, saying she’ll meet me in the car.  I hope that’s the truth, it’s killing me on the inside that I could be pushing her away somehow...

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PART 2

I slammed the front door and made my way straight to my bedroom, which had become ‘Erica’s’ hiding place for the week.  The door was locked so I kicked it open.

“Holy crap Ben!  You could have just knocked!” she yelped, spinning around.

“Oh go FUCK yourself.  I’ve been beating myself up all week, thinking I did something to upset you, only to find that you’re not actually YOU!” 

She tried to say something but I continued.

“It’s funny how I called my father today about my parents anniversary next week and it was like he was learning about it for the first time!”

She once again tried to speak but I wasn’t gonna let ‘Erica’ defend herself.

“Just LEAVE!  I can’t believe you would swap bodies with MY wife and not even ask OR tell me, you fucking ASSHOLE!  Swap back NOW!”

Watching My Mom Change

“James, what’s happening?” Teresa said confused and scared.  “I can’t move, why can’t I move?”

I stood glued to the wall Erica pushed me up against.  I watched as she led my mother upstairs and inside my room to experience a similar fate.

“Mom, I’m so sorry!  It’s Erica, she’s crazy!  I tried to break up with her and...” I began, suddenly finding myself unable to talk.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take it from here”, Erica grinned devilishly, silencing me with the wave of her hand.

She walked up to my mom and smiled.  She felt up her body, starting from her bottom, moving up to the breasts.  I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk, I could only watch.

“So here’s the deal, Teresa.  Your son, my boyfriend, tried to break up with me for another woman.  For how long we’ve been together I would have thought he knew better but in the end, men are all the same.  Just horny little pigs looking for another mate”.

“Erica I... I don’t understand.  Please stop touching me like that... Please?” I watched my mother beg.

“But Teresa, you love it when I touch you like this.  In fact, it’s starting to turn you on”.  

My mom shifted her position, trying to get comfortable.  I could see her shiver slightly when she brushed her fingers over her nipples.  I tried pulling myself away from the wall again to no avail.

“So right now, Teresa, I’m not very happy with your son, not happy at all.  So I thought it would be a good idea to get back at him, through you.  What do you think about that?”

She tried to look away as one of her hands moved between her legs, trying to suppress her newfound horniness. I was disturbed, to say the least.

“I...I... Please stop.  How are.. you doing this?” She mumbled.

“I’m a witch, sexy.  And why would I stop when you love it so much?  In fact, I think you actually love me, am I right?” Erica grinned, directing my moms head back to hers.

I could only watch as my mother leaned in and kissed Erica in blind lust.  She reached around and grabbed my Ex’s ass as Erica started squeezing her breasts.  This was going from gross to traumatizing for me.

“Let’s take this to the bed, shall we?” Erica said directing my mother.  “Come over here James, you need a better angle or you’re gonna miss all the action!”  

I found myself following them until I stood directly in front of my bed, my mother and Erica ripping each other’s clothes off as they continued making out.

Feeling Bad

The Great Shift just happened and the world was trying to adjust.  There were lots of different emotions that came with people’s new body.  Grandparents were happy to regain their youth with younger bodies while teens were terrified to be so old so quick.  Fathers were quite curious about their daughter’s body while daughters were disgusted to be fat and hairy and male.  

Francine herself was feeling quite down, even though most people in her position wouldn’t be.  She was young now, almost 30 years younger to be exact as she had swapped bodies with her 21-year-old daughter.  Sure she was young and pretty but at what cost?  Her daughter was halfway across the country right now probably losing her mind at her new wrinkles, sagginess and fat.  Men were hitting on her as she walked down the street but her daughter was probably isolating herself to her new house.

It would take a couple weeks or even months for Francine to feel better for something she had no control over, but that was just how she saw it.  How can she enjoy herself when her daughter is probably crushed.

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Emma was not sad though, in fact, she was quite far from it.  She was older sure, but she felt sexy and confident for the first time in her life.  Growing up she always got teased by the boys at school about what a MILF she had for a mother and how she would never become as sexy or attractive as she was.  Even when she developed breasts, lost her braces and grew up she never felt confident in her own skin.

That was until The Great Shift, of course, as she was now the woman who she had heard complimented so many times before.  It took some time to get over the whole, I technically gave birth to myself and I have to see my naked mother every day, thoughts but when she did, man did she ever enjoy it.

Day by day she would wear more and more revealing outfits to show off in public.  She practiced her makeup to give her that cougar look she had heard of so much and shaved everything under her eyebrows to help accentuate her new curves.

Every night she would grab her mothers secret magic wand she found in her bedside table and pleasure herself for hours at a time.  Whenever she orgasmed and thought about calling it a night, she would remember all of the looks she received that day from teens and men alike. She felt so sexy with a bigger ass and chest; she felt so alive.  It was only a matter of time she would get the confidence to ask one of those guys for some help with her ‘nightly routine’.  She could never tell her mother though, she knew Francine would be weirded out about her whole new slutty attitude.

Working Man

Jan was sick of it.  It had been almost half a year and her lazy sack of a husband hasn’t even gone to a job interview.  When she had first met Craig they both had seemed perfect fits for each other.  They had the same interests, they were both attracted to each other and most importantly to Jan, they were both job-oriented.  Well, that was until he was laid off from his office job.  Now he’s more interested in his K/D in Call of Duty than getting another job.

Jan kept her hopes up as she continued her job as a nurse, she wasn’t super worried because she could support the two by herself.  Apparently so was Craig as each job didn’t quite ‘fit’.  The hours were either too long or the job was something he didn’t see himself doing until he retires.  He would always say something better will come along when lot’s of good paying jobs have passed him right by.

Jan had found herself venting her frustrations to the cashier at an antique shop one day.  Why couldn’t he just motivate himself?  How long was this going to last?  The lady behind the counter seemed to be on her side.  Well, that was until 20 mins later when she was still talking.

“What if I could give your husband your motivation?  Would that make you happy?” the woman asked a little annoyed.

“Well, of course, I’d love that but life doesn’t just work like that” Jan replied.

“Do you wish it did?”

Jan paused for a moment at the strange turn the conversation had taken.  “Sure, I’d love that.  Give me that and those fancy coasters and we have a deal”.

The woman smiled as she rung Jan’s purchase up.  Jan left feeling a little better after venting all her frustrations to that woman.  Arriving home and leaving the coasters on the coffee table Jan looked at the receipt she was given.  Apparently, she had boughten a wish too which made her chuckle.

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“Jan!” Craig yelled as he walked through the front door of his house.  He was distraught with the look of their living room.  He didn’t feel confident that the rest of the house looked any different.  “I’m home!”  

He put his briefcase down and hung up his suit jacket. He sighed as he walked through the house, numbering off the chores she forgot to do again.  She obviously didn’t do the laundry since it’s all over the floor.  That means she didn’t vacuum either.  Craig heard the TV and followed the sound to his bedroom to find Jan lying half naked on their bed.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.  I bet you didn’t even try to look for a job!” Craig shouted.

“It’s nice to see you too” Jan muttered.  “Sorry, it’s just there was a Gossip Girl marathon on and I needed to catch up.  Also, I did look for a little bit, there was just nothing that suited me”.  

Craig scrunched his nose as the smell of skunk filled his nose.  He noticed a couple fresh joint stubs in the ashtray beside the bed.

“Babe I’ve been sooo horny since this morning, I’ve been dying for a kiss on the lips” her right hand motioned down to her pussy.  “I even showered and shaved and shit”.

Craig shook his head and sighed.  He started walking towards the bed.  “If you think I believe the showered part then you’re crazy”.  He walked over to her sock drawer and grabbed out a dildo she had hidden away.  

“Catch,” he said tossing the toy over to her.  He quickly turned around and walked out of the room.  Jan was definitely going to be sleeping on the couch tonight.

Too Much Affection

Richard couldn’t believe what he held in his hands.   He had the opportunity to change his life, change the world even, for in his hands he held the key to a real-life wish.  

He was walking home from school when the old woman right ahead of him walked into the streets without looking if anyone was coming.  Noticing a car ready to speed through a stop sign.  He quickly grabbed the back of the woman’s coat and pulled her back just in time to let the car pass by.  Thanking him profusely, she handed him a clear sphere promising him it would grant a single wish.  Obviously, he was skeptical but when she disappeared before his eyes, almost like a glitch in time or a cut in a movie he was convinced.

Never really considering himself the most attractive man in the world, making it almost entirely through high school without any female contact.  He held the orb tightly and said, “I wish every woman that looks at me wish they could fuck me”.

It was blunt and lustful but he felt like he deserved some action by now.  Continuing on his journey home, he started to notice more and more woman glance back at him and look him over.  Eventually, a very attractive woman in a turquoise top pulled him aside and practically forced her number into his phone.

“So you really find me that attractive?” Richard asked not believing what was happening.

The woman didn’t think to respond, she pulled him close and locked lips with Richard.  He stepped back in awe, finally obtaining his first kiss ever.  

The woman walked back to her purse that she had placed down and turned around.  “Call me ASAP” she said pulling down her top and giving her breasts a squeeze.  “These will be waiting”.  The woman then walked away.

Richard felt like things couldn’t get any better but very similar situations happened 3 more times.  He had never been so happy, although it would have been nice if he avoided the old woman he passed just before he made it home.

Quickly unlocking his front door he ran into his bedroom, texting the first woman he met.  He picked out some nice clothes and put on some cologne.  the woman quickly replied with her address, Richard could quickly feel the blood rush to his dick.

Just before he left, Richard ran past his mother in the washroom and bent over to grab condoms out of the bottom drawer of a white cabinet.  He froze for a second, realizing what kind of situation he may have just put himself in.  He slowly turned around to see his mom flash her ass and sport a seductive grin.

“Mom…Okay, mom, you’re naked!” He replied hoping he was still wrong about what he did. 

“No honey” She replied softly.  “I’m just showing off my merchandise”.

Richard stood up and turned to the door but before he could even think of leaving she quickly shut it and blocked with her back.  

“Condoms?” She purred.  “Don’t worry baby I’m on some killer birth control, you won’t need those”.  

Richard was paralyzed.  Maybe there was such a thing as too much attention, especially when you have a large family like him!