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    Trading Places: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella
    Trading Places: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella
    Trading Places: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella
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    Trading Places: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella

    By Sadie Thatcher

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    Kyle and Morgan hate each other. Kyle is just a down on his luck guy working low level jobs to try and pay off his student loans. Morgan thinks she has life all figured out and intends to make everyone else’s lives miserable. But that all changes when both Kyle and Morgan sign up to test a new brain scanning device.

    Through some freak accident, Kyle and Morgan switch places, with Kyle waking up in Morgan’s body and Morgan waking up in Kyle’s body. The technicians running the experiment don’t know what happened and they don’t know how to fix it. They are stuck.

    Kyle, living as Morgan, tries to make the best of the situation, living life in a new body and learning about new sensations and new desires. However, it soon becomes apparent that both Kyle and Morgan have more in common than sharing each other’s bodies. Can they find love and a future together, not just as partners, but as man and bimbo? Find out in Trading Places.

    This novella is a gender and bimbo transformation story with an enemies to lovers storyline. It contains descriptions of masturbation, oral sex and body alterations, including breast enlargement. This story has strong adult content and should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18. All characters found in the following story are 18 or older.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSadie Thatcher
    Release dateNov 25, 2020
    ISBN9781005963705
    Trading Places: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella
    Author

    Sadie Thatcher

    Sadie Thatcher grew up in a small conservative town (think Footloose). Spending all that time in a sexually repressed place has led Sadie to need to explore her sexuality through prose. Sadie has been a long time writer, but has now become confident enough to share the explorations of her deepest and darkest sexual fantasies. Enjoy.

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      Trading Places - Sadie Thatcher

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      Ilooked around the room at the other volunteers. Most were just like me, company employees who did not have much choice in whether to take part in the test or not. But then there was Morgan Smiles. It was easy to hate her and given the amount of money she made, her involvement in this project made little sense.

      Morgan was anything but all smiles. Some said her ever-present frown was because she felt underemployed as a human resources manager in charge of diversity and inclusion. I figured it was something else. I figured she was a flaming feminist bitch who sincerely believed she was better than everyone else, that she was a queen among peasants. When I had applied for my tech support job, she had been standing over the hiring committee looking for anything she could knock me down with. She seemed opposed to my hiring and ever since then, I have had a burning hatred for her. It wasn’t my fault I’m a man who is good at his job, although severely underpaid. But the latter part is my own fault. I suck at negotiating pay.

      Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if Morgan had a hand in the lowball offer I was given. I wouldn’t put it past her to be the vindictive bitch I had seen her to be. She might have been overruled when I was hired, but she could still dissuade me from taking the job by not offering what I was worth. However, I needed the job. I had been out of work for months and my savings were running low.

      Kyle Marks and Morgan Smiles, announced one of the guys wearing a white lab coat and carrying a clipboard. You’re up next.

      I rose to my feet, as did Morgan. Her sneer toward me told me she not only remembered me, but she still disliked me.

      Ladies first, I said as the lab tech led us out of the small waiting room and down a hallway toward the lab.

      Don’t give me any of that male dominated bullshit, Morgan snapped. If I had the power, you wouldn’t be here right now.

      If you’d offered me a decent salary I wouldn’t be here, I countered. It was the best response I had, although I was usually slow on comebacks like that. This time, however, I had been chewing on it for long enough that it was fast and biting.

      Morgan huffed and stared straight ahead. I figured she had decided it was best to ignore me. That was fine by me.

      At the end of the hallway there was a door that opened up into the laboratory where we were scheduled to take part in the test. The company had developed a new brain scan device that did not require the big and expensive MRI machines. All that was needed was a few well placed electrodes around the head, fitted using a helmet or cap. Everyone taking part in the test had already been briefed on what to expect. We had signed off on it, relinquishing our rights to sue and all that jazz. It was one of those things where we had to agree to arbitration. I generally hated allowing that to happen, knowing it advantaged the big and powerful corporation over the individual, but in this case, I couldn’t find fault in it. It was just a brain scan. What could go wrong?

      Are you ready? asked a second lab tech as we approached the two chairs that had been set up for testing.

      Yes, I said. I was looking forward to seeing my next paycheck have an extra $100 in it.

      Can we just get this over with? Morgan asked. Her mood had not changed since she tried to shew me out for being hired. There was a part of me that wanted the test to go horribly wrong, just so Morgan would be out of my hair. Was that really too much to ask?

      2

      The lab techs directed us into the two chairs where the tests would take place. They looked a lot like chairs out of a dentist’s office. It reminded me I needed to make a dentist appointment soon, but that was neither here nor there.

      Once I was situated and comfortable, a lab tech approached with a pink rubber cap. Attached to the cap were hundreds of little electronic devices. I might have worked in tech support, but the technology involved in this brain scan device was much more advanced than anything I had ever dealt with before. I would be useless to help if something went wrong. The best I could do was suggest turning it off and on again. That was my go-to solution, even now. It was amazing how many people in the company could not at least try that on their own before calling down to talk to me.

      I’m ready, I told the lab tech before he started to fit my head with the electrode cap. It fit tight against

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