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A few weeks back I would never of considered wearing black socks I was always a white sock kind of guy. But now I've swapped bodies with my closest friend I wear black. Even if I wanted to wear white ones, I'm so broke now that I can't afford any new ones. But even though I'm broke I've never been happier. I don't miss my curly hair or my bigger muscles. Not one bit. Why am I broke? We both are now. I accidentally swapped our bodies and we had been trying everything we could but to find a way to swap back. Let's skip back a few weeks and I'll tell you how we swapped.

We often slept in the same bed. We were close enough to experience that. We would stay distant, but also spoon each other if either of us needed a bit more attention. One night though my thoughts were racing and even the closeness we had I couldn't drift off to sleep. It was a full moon outside. I pulled off the covers and he was sleeping next to me almost naked.

I found myself with my hand on his leg. I loved how hairy he wasn't as hairy as me. But as I rubbed his leg I noticed it become hairier. The feeling was something similar to what I experienced rubbing my own leg. Then I looked at my hand. It was much smaller than my other hand which was weird. I decided to run my hand across his arm and my arm became his. Shocked I stopped touching him and I returned to normal.

Curiosity got the better of me and I began touchimg other parts of him and sure enough, which ever bit of him I touched my body would change. I only changed back when I stopped touching him. I touched his head and I got his beautiful face and lost my curly hair. I touched his arms, I got his, I touched his feet I got his. I touched his dick and I got his. Fuck his dick is bigger than mine.

I kept my hand fondling his dick and I fell to sleep. The next morning luckily imwwsnt touching him and it appeared I was back to myself. He told me of a weird dream he had where somehow we swapped bodies. I laughed it off. The next night I found myself unable to sleep again it was still a full moon, although it was getting smaller. So I repeated my experiment and transformed most of my body into his. Last night I didn't check if it had any effects on him, but today I did. He had parts of my body where I had his. I thought long and hard about it whilst having most of his body as my own but I decided to keep going with the fun of swapping and changing between parts of him and parts of me. In the morning he told me of the dream again.

On the third night, I decided I would take his entire body and as he slept I touched his entire body from head to toe. Our bodies swapped places entirely. However, this time when I stopped touching him I didn't change back. I lay down on the bed next to him, well me and he woke up.

Dude, the dream isn't a dream, it's real how have we swapped bodies in our sleep?

I've no idea but I like it!

Shouldn't we try and swap back?

If you've been dreaming this, maybe we will swap back by morning? Maybe it's actually been happening in our sleep and we are back to ourselves by morning?

Maybe.

By the next morning we hadn't swapped back, I kind of had a feeling we wouldn't. He started to be freaked by it and Googled ways body swaps happen, he made us buy lots of potions and tried many techniques but we didn't swap back. Now I'm stuck with his body and wearing black socks, I'm happy with having his body but not about the black socks.

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