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A father unexpectedly swaps bodies with his eighteen year old daughter and has to go to school in her place until they can swap back in Eighteen Again, only available on Body Swap Stories <\/a>and Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n

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I’d picked up my daughter from her cheerleading practice and hopefully scared off the young jock trying to get into her pants. Now, it was just a normal night at home until the freak electrical storm swapped me into my daughter’s body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now we have to pretend to be each other until we can figure out how to swap back. Which means I have to dress like her, talk like her, and go to school like her. It doesn’t help that my daughter is, uh, well endowed<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But something’s going on with me. My hormones are going wild. I’m restless and warm and…oh god…I’m so, so horny. I can’t help it. I have to touch myself. I have to explore this tight body. I have to know what it’s like to feel everything <\/em>before we swap back. If<\/em> we can swap back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I have the windows of my daughter\u2019s car rolled down as I drive to try to air out the grease smell left by the mechanic. I feel a bit ridiculous crammed in her small hatchback. Even with the seat pushed all the way back, to an outsider I must look like a gorilla hunched over the steering wheel, my head nearly grazing the roof, elbows akimbo. I told her I would pick her up after her cheerleading practice and I\u2019ve opted to surprise her with her newly repaired car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The sun is setting as I pull into the school parking lot and find a spot near the football field. They\u2019re out there by the bleachers, still practicing. A group of football players who\u2019ve just finished up practice are passing them, their heads turned to watch the cheerleader skirts flapping as they jump and twist and cartwheel and reveal acres of smooth young skin. I remember being eighteen and thinking the same thing they\u2019re probably thinking. Today, I\u2019m thinking that if they touch my daughter I\u2019m going to smash them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I squeeze myself out of the car and stand before running my hands through my bushy beard. I stretch, muscles strung taut, before leaning on the roof of the car to wait. I\u2019ve always been a big guy and I play into that persona. My wife, Megan, calls me a mountain man. Sometimes even affectionately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As the wind starts to pick up with storm clouds rolling in from the east, the group of cheerleaders breaks up, grabbing their bags and some heading towards me in the parking lot. I can make out my daughter, Sophia, among the group. She\u2019s surrounded by a few others. laughing away, her brunette ponytail bouncing at each step. Popular, like her mother, and with her mother\u2019s gentle good looks. Slender face. Soft, upturned nose. Rosy cheeks. And she\u2019s built like her mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My wife has what romance novels might call \u2018ample breasts\u2019. Megan, herself, calls them \u2018way too big\u2019. I call them perfect. Too big to fully fit into my hands. Megan wishes she\u2019d had breast reduction surgery when she was young. We\u2019re discussing that for Sophia. I don\u2019t like to think about my daughter\u2019s body like that but the fact is that Sophia is eighteen and attracting more and more attention from guys. I can\u2019t blame them but that doesn\u2019t stop my hackles from rising whenever I catch them ogling her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Halfway to the parking lot she\u2019s met by one of the football players. The other cheerleaders peel off and my little girl is left alone talking to a tall, dark haired young man. His body language is confident bordering on cocky. I can hear Sophia\u2019s tingly laughter from here as he makes some remark. She has her backpack slung over one shoulder and she twists back and forth slightly as they talk. She\u2019s in her white-and-blue cheerleader outfit \u2013 frilly skirt, skin-colored leggings and tight sleeveless top. I know where his eyes are.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I recognize her girlish flirtatiousness from her mother and I roll up my sleeves and move towards them to nip this in the bud. Sophia is so fascinated with this young man she doesn\u2019t even see me until I\u2019m almost behind him. Then her eyes flick to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, dad, hi,\u201d she says.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The young man turns around and the smile flickers from his face as I loom over him, arms folded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey sweetie. Who\u2019s this?\u201d I say, glaring down at the young man.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He meets my eye and doesn\u2019t shrink away, standing a bit taller. He gathers his bravado and smiles up at me. God, he reminds me of myself at that age. That just makes me worry about my daughter all the more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is Logan,\u201d Sophia says, touching his arm. \u201cHe\u2019s on the football team.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHi, Logan,\u201d I say, offering my hand. He takes it and we shake. I squeeze his hand firmly\u2014perhaps too firmly\u2014but he doesn\u2019t flinch. \u201cMr. Baxter,\u201d I introduce myself. I release him and look at my daughter, finished with him. \u201cReady to go, sweetie?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah. I\u2019ll see you tomorrow, Logan,\u201d she says, following me back to the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When we\u2019re back in the car \u2013 me squeezed into the passenger seat \u2013 she admonishes me. \u201cDad, don\u2019t be so embarrassing. Gawd!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m just looking out for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot everyone is out to get me,\u201d she says as she starts the engine. \u201cSometimes people are just being nice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I scoff. How do I tell her I don\u2019t want her to end up like me and her mother without sounding like an asshole? Pregnant and quickly married at eighteen. The whole trajectory of my life changed. It\u2019s not that I wish I didn\u2019t have a daughter. I just wish I had her a little later in life. And that my wife and I had slowed down our hormones enough to think ahead and grab protection.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGuys like Logan are being nice because they want something from you.\u201d This is as close as I dare talk to my daughter about sex. Already I can feel my cheeks flushing, my gut tightening with embarrassment. Her mom is supposed to talk to her about this stuff.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sophia senses my embarrassment and twists the knife. \u201cWhat, daddy? What do they want from me?\u201d She says, feigning innocence. She glances at me and laughs, her pretty pink nails flashing as she covers her mouth. \u201cOh my god, you can\u2019t even talk about it. Not everything is about sex<\/em>, dad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m quiet for the rest of the ride home. I\u2019ll have to talk to Megan about talking to Sophia. The idea of talking to my daughter about her body makes me tongue-tied. Not something I really want to think about.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first peel of thunder booms as we pull into our driveway. Fat drops of rain quickly become a downpour as we sprint into the house. My wife has brought home takeaway. The brown bag sits on the coffee table in front of the television, Megan on the couch behind it. I give her a perfunctory kiss on the cheek and take a seat next to her, digging into the bag for my burger. Sophia takes hers and sits on the armchair beside the couch, running her hand casually beneath her skirt to straighten it beneath her as she sits. Not for the first time, I wish the cheerleader outfits didn\u2019t show off so much skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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

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