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Chapter 8 by Nightowl005 Nightowl005

What Happens Next?

The Aftermath: Body Swap

Slowly, Alice regained her senses. W-what? She blinked, surprised to find herself still in Tracy's room. She held out a hand, Tracy's hand.

She bolted straight up, uncaring of the fact this body was half naked. She looked around, seeing that she was still in Tracy's body, as evident by the reflection in the mirror. But I'd She was here… where was Tracy?

Hello? Alice thought, Hello? Tracy? Are you still in here?

“H-hello?” she asked aloud, waiting for her answer.

She licked her lips, well… whatever then. That takes care of that little problem! Yes. Now… she could…

Alice sat down on Tracy’s bed. Yes, she could continue Tormenting poor Tim now that little miss perfect wasn't here, but it was because she wasn't here that Alice was nervous.

That bitch tried to take back control, there was no way she would just give up that easily. Would she?

Fuck it! Alice thought, standing up, I need to get back in my body!

As soon as she thought that, however, Tracy's phone suddenly dinged, a text. Alice checked it, going cold when she recognized the number that sent the text was from her phone.

Hiii <3

Alice licked her lips. This… this can't be happening!

A second later, her phone sent her a video. Trembling, Alice pressed play.

Her body stared at her, smiling wickedly. “Hello Alice,” Tracy, in Alice’s body greeted, “things didn't go exactly as planned, but I think I can work with this.” her body stretched and and Alice noticed Tracy was making her wear one of her tank tops, the one that showed off as much skin as possible. “I think I’ll take a page out of your book,” Tracy began, her hand drifting to Alice’s tank top, “I wonder what the boys will think of you when they see this.”

She pulled down her tank top, exposing one of her breasts and winked at the camera. That was the end of the video.

What the fuck? No!

Alice texted back, begging, pleading with Tracy not to do this. She could switch them back, apologize to Tim, anything! It didn’t matter. Tracy blocked her.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Alice paced the room, running her fingers through her hair. Her house was within walking distance, she'd need to be quick though before Tracy could leave or do anything weird to her body.

As fast as she could, Alice threw her clothes back on and ran out of Tracy's house, hoping she'd be able to get back to her body.

What Happens Next?

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