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A husband and wife take turns in each other’s bodies as part of a new therapy treatment to mend their relationship in Switch Therapy, available on Body Swap Stories<\/a>, Smashwords<\/a> or Amazon<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Christian and Allison’s marriage is on the rocks, so they agree to undergo a new type of therapy that takes place over three days:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On day one, Allison’s mind is implanted into her husband’s body as a passenger, both of them privy to each other’s thoughts but only Christian has control.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On day two they switch, and it’s Christian’s turn to be in his wife’s body as she goes through her day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On day three they swap bodies entirely, each of them alone in the other’s body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The therapy aims to truly help them understand each other, with the additional bonus of being able to experience all the physical pleasure of being the opposite gender.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cI feel like nothing I do is good enough for her,\u201d I said, sitting back on the therapist\u2019s couch and crossing my arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My wife, Allison, sat next to me. I could tell she wanted to say something but she held her tongue. Rachel, our therapist, sat across from us, her legs crossed, a notepad resting on her lap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSay it to her<\/em>,\u201d Rachel gently encouraged me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sighed, feeling stupid as I turned to Allison and repeated my comment. \u201cI feel like nothing I do is good enough for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat does that mean, Christian?\u201d Our therapist prodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt means what it means. Like, you have some sort of\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t couch it as an accusation. Remember, we\u2019re using \u2018I feel\u2019 statements,\u201d Rachel said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I suppressed another sigh. \u201cI feel<\/em>\u2026like I\u2019m being held to a secret standard and I only find out the rules when I\u2019ve done something wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOk, Christian, give an example,\u201d Rachel said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Allison kept her hands clasped in her lap, though I could tell by the way she was pinching the webbing between her thumb and forefinger that she wanted to say something. She flicked her head to toss her long, black hair out of her eyes and waited for me to speak. We\u2019d been married for a little over three years now and it was funny how much we were just now learning about each other. The therapy had been her idea after we\u2019d had another argument over something stupid. I was \u201cslow\u201d in taking out the garbage and we both exploded at each other. It didn\u2019t quite get to smashing dishes but I slept on the couch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This was our fourth session with Rachel and I didn\u2019t know if we were getting anywhere. To be honest, I didn\u2019t really trust therapy. It felt kind of wishy-washy and a little embarrassing to try to put into words what I felt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLike, when we were out with Tom and Cathy and I told Tom how much our trip to Hawaii cost, you got mad at me on the way home because you didn\u2019t think we were supposed to talk about money like that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt sounded like you were bragging,\u201d Allison said. \u201cTom and Cathy don\u2019t have a lot of money and it might make them feel bad to hear how much we\u2019ve been spending.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t bragging!\u201d I insisted. \u201cIt was a statement of fact.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOkay. Allison. Christian.\u201d Rachel interrupted, \u201cLet\u2019s take a step back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood, because this isn\u2019t working,\u201d Allison said, crossing her arms beneath her ample breasts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Strands of black hair brushed across her face and she impatiently tucked them behind an ear with a long red fingernail. She drove me fucking nuts sometimes. Another therapy session ending in a near-argument. I had no idea what happened over the last several months and I just wanted to get back to where we were before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019d met Allison at a friend\u2019s party and was instantly smitten. She was gorgeous, with striking blue eyes beneath her black fringe. Her dark rimmed glasses gave her a kind of hot teacher vibe. And her figure\u2026Jesus\u2026breasts like two ripe melons, hips that perfectly fit my hands, the ass of a goddess. I thought for sure she\u2019d go for my buddy, Keith, but no, she was interested in me. We had a long honeymoon phase even before our wedding, where we barely spent a night apart and fucked like rabbits every chance we got.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Allison used to grab my ass and coo over my arms whenever I got back from the gym. She used to let things go. She used to be less judgmental. Did she change or did I?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel chewed on her pen for a second and looked at the two of us. \u201cYou know,\u201d she said after a beat, \u201cThere is something else we could try. It\u2019s a little\u2026experimental but early results have been quite promising.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIf it doesn\u2019t involve sitting here and talking about my feelings I\u2019m all for it,\u201d I said in a manner that was joking-but-not-really.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I got a quarter smile out of Allison at that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s called switch therapy,\u201d Rachel said, sitting back and clasping her hands at the knee. \u201cIt\u2019s a three day process. We put a little chip into each of you. It\u2019s a day surgery. Takes five minutes. And then we\u2019re able to make it so you share a mind for a day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She explained that we\u2019d go one at a time. One of us would essentially be transferred into the other one\u2019s body so that we could experience everything they did. We\u2019d be able to hear each other\u2019s thoughts but the transferee would be a passenger, unable to control the body they were in. The next day, the other person would play passenger. On the third day we would switch bodies completely, being in each other\u2019s bodies alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It sounded crazy and impossible and my first thought was \u2018absolutely not\u2019. On the other hand: a therapy that could fix everything in three days and not involve sitting on this couch talking feelings? Maybe it was worth it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the next couple of days Allison and I talked it over. I was still hesitant to have Allison in my head, hearing my every thought, even the intrusive ones I couldn\u2019t control. Allison kept pestering me for an answer, assuming my thoughtfulness was avoidance until I finally blew up one night over dinner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFine,\u201d I said, slamming my fork down. \u201cWe\u2019ll do it if it will make you shut up.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I instantly regretted it but I was just so angry I couldn\u2019t control myself. Once I got like this the only thing I could do to calm down was to go take a walk by myself but she just wouldn\u2019t leave me alone. I slept on the couch again that night. We made plans for the next weekend, each of us taking the Friday off work to give us three days in a row. We were supposed to live lives as normal as possible, but going into work as each other was a step too far. We did, though, make plans to go out with friends on various days. Rachel thought it would help for us to see what the other person was like when they were with friends.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t think too much about it that week. Avoidance is kind of my specialty. But Friday morning I was a little nervous as we sat in the back of the Uber to the clinic. I think we both were nervous. Allison kept worrying the webbing between her thumb and forefinger, and neither of us spoke much. Allison kept looking at me as we drove, perhaps wondering what was going on in my head. Well, she\u2019d find out soon enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We filled out the forms and met with Rachel for a quick debrief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow even being in someone\u2019s mind doesn\u2019t mean that everything they think is what they believe. Sometimes we think things and don\u2019t act on them. Sometimes thoughts just pop into our heads. What matters is what we do with them. This treatment will help you each understand how the other thinks every day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then we were taken back, one at a time, to the small operating room where they put in the chip and fired it up to test it. Allison would go into my head first. She put on her hospital gown and the nurses hooked her up to various machines. She would essentially be in a coma for a day, her mind inside mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLast chance to back out,\u201d I said as she swept her long black hair behind her and lay down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She reached out and squeezed my hand. \u201cI think this will be good for us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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