{"id":13063,"date":"2024-05-01T20:00:00","date_gmt":"2024-05-01T12:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bodyswapfiction.com\/enter\/?p=13063"},"modified":"2024-04-30T20:15:11","modified_gmt":"2024-04-30T12:15:11","slug":"homewrecker","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bodyswapfiction.com\/enter\/homewrecker\/","title":{"rendered":"Homewrecker"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

A social outcast finds a magic spell that allows him to get revenge on the hot MILFs in town by cloning his mind into their bodies and making them think every sexy, degrading thing he makes them do is their own choice in Homewrecker, available only on Body Swap Stories<\/a> or Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Wyatt is a loner working a summer job in a town full of the extremely rich and the extremely entitled. When he finds a magic spell that allows him to clone his mind into other people’s bodies, he instantly uses it to exact his revenge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

First he possesses his boss, then the overbearing blonde MILF that insulted him that morning, then her nerdy daughter. Even better, he discovers that when he removes his mind from their bodies, they continue along as if everything he’d made them do is their choice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With all this power, there’s no end to the humiliation Wyatt can inflict. And no end to the pleasure he can wring from his new harem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Wyatt<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I plastered on a fake smile as I handed the ice cream cone to a middle-aged woman whose expensive outfit probably cost more than I made all year.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is sugar free?\u201d The woman asked. Her botoxed face prevented her brow from furrowing but I heard the suspicion in her voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd gluten free, fat free and dairy free,\u201d I assured her, my cheeks starting to ache from the smile as I silently wished for her to go the hell away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She took the ice cream from me and tapped her platinum credit card on the card reader before shuffling off to join her group of other rich fucks at a table near the window. I puffed air through my lips and shook my head. Why was it that when people got rich enough they wanted to extract all the flavor from their food? The other shops along the fancy main street all hung signs attesting to their \u2018natural\u2019 and \u2018organic\u2019 products. And yet those same customers would head down the street to the dessert caf\u00e9 where I worked to get their artificially flavored treats that had been specially ultra-processed to remove any hint of sugar or fat or \u2013 as far as I was concerned \u2013 taste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I thought they were a bunch of out-of-touch stuck-up douchebags and I\u2019m sure they didn\u2019t think of me at all. This was a small town full of the uber rich, busy only during the tourist season. That\u2019s when minimum wage workers like me would head up here for the summer for a better paying job. The pay was nothing to them but twice as much as I could make anywhere else without a college degree. These rich fuckers desperately needed people to serve them and cater for them as they flitted around in their perfect lives. God forbid they should have to cook their own meal. The horror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a warm day and the swarm of the after-lunch crowd seemed to be thinning. Thank Christ. If I had to deal with one more old biddy demanding a taste of all three flavors of soft serve I was going to lose my shit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The bell above the door jingled and I turned to see Helen walk in. She owned the store, though I\u2019m certain it was just a hobby for her. Some sort of girl-boss outlet just to prove she could do it. Something to occupy her time in between galas and luxury cruises or whatever else she did in her spare time. She sure as hell didn\u2019t need the money. Every morning I gazed out at her massive house from the loft over her garage where she\u2019d put me up for the summer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I would have been more grateful if she didn\u2019t treat me like a fucking charity case. She clearly saw herself as a do-gooder, helping the little guy out to make herself feel better for fleecing society out of all of the wealth. Every now and then I would return home and find a cardboard box with some junk in it sitting by the stairs up to my room. Something Helen was going to throw out \u2013 an almost expired can of beans, or some mismatched silverware \u2013 that she thought I might be able to use. I wasn\u2019t fucking homeless, Helen. Though I did eat the beans because, my god, this town was expensive to live in, even just for the summer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Helen pushed her oversized sunglasses up onto her forehead and loudly greeted some old guy with an air kiss to both cheeks. Her bracelets jingled as she hugged him, the wispy wrap she wore drafting gently against her curvy body. Helen stood out, not only because she was one of the few rich Black people in this otherwise lily-white town, but because she wore the most brightly colored outfits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was also pleasingly plump, with a curvy figure and ample breasts. Such a contrast from most of the surgery-enhanced stick figure bodies I saw every day. I guess that was testament to the fact that even eating everything-free food didn\u2019t make a person skinny. It was also nice that I wasn\u2019t the only fat person in town. Though her weight was more pleasantly distributed, not concentrated in her gut, like mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHi, Wyatt,\u201d Helen said, aiming her wide white smile at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHi, Helen,\u201d I replied, putting on my best \u2018ready to serve\u2019 voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, looks like there are some sprinkles spilled on the toppings counter,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked where she was pointing. Three. Three fucking sprinkles. I thought that was pretty damn good having just been swamped by customers. But it wasn\u2019t Instagram worthy apparently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOops, I\u2019ll get those,\u201d I said cheerily, wiping them into my hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you, Wyatt,\u201d she said, smiling broadly as she gave my arm a squeeze. \u201cYou\u2019re the best.\u201d She turned and went to say hello to some more friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Helen\u2019s fakeness really grated on me. You never knew whether she was being real or if it was just an act. Everything was \u2018wonderful\u2019 and \u2018perfect\u2019 and \u2018the best\u2019. That act would get wearying to keep up real damn quick. Was there anything<\/em> behind that immaculate fa\u00e7ade?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The bell jingled again and I turned to face my next horror. She was a new face. A stunner. Immaculately dressed. Blonde hair curled down to her shoulders. She looked to be somewhere in her thirties, with an incredible motherly figure, squeezed into yoga pants that hugged her hips and a tight top that pushed her impressive cleavage up into huge mounds. Slender nose and enticing blue eyes, though her expression hinted at a scowl. Behind her was another blonde who looked like a nineteen-year-old version of her, except for her thick-framed classes. They had to be mother and daughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The daughter had her hair tied back in a ponytail. She gave off definite nerd vibes and remained a few steps behind her mother. Where the mother seemed to march through the room, daring anyone to look at her, the daughter floated along in her wake, her whole demeanor seeming to apologize for even existing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The mother marched up to the counter and surveyed the menu above and behind me imperiously. \u201cLet me taste the chocolate swirl,\u201d she demanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No please. No niceties. Definite \u2018Karen\u2019 vibes rolling off her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure,\u201d I nodded agreeably.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I grabbed a thumb-sized sample cup and squeezed the lever of the soft serve machine to drop a dollop of ice cream into it. I handed it to her and she looked at it. Her scowl deepened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s all I get?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glanced at the daughter, who seemed to shrink in embarrassment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust a sample,\u201d I explained, forcing a smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow am I supposed to eat this?\u201d She demanded, thrusting it back at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With your fucking mouth?<\/em> I didn\u2019t say. Instead, I took it from her and returned to the soft serve machine. She wanted more? I\u2019d fucking give her more. Shove it down her fucking throat. I pulled the lever, piling up ice cream until it rose high above the rim of the cup. It towered precariously as I carefully handed it towards her. The bitch refused to take it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs this a joke?\u201d she glowered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMom,\u201d her daughter behind her gently touched her arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The woman shrugged it off. \u201cLaura, stop.\u201d The woman looked around the store. I didn\u2019t know what she was looking for until she called out, \u201cHelen!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course they knew each other. Small town and all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Read the rest only on Body Swap Stories<\/a> or Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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