Exchanji

By Alyson Belle

When four young friends head out for a sexy trip to a cabin deep in the Minnesota woods, the boys have a secret plan to help their girlfriends really let loose and let go of all their inhibitions. Connor and Frank just want Maya and Kelsey to learn to be wild and freaky, and they’ve pulled out all the stops to help them: booze, costumes, sexy videos. They want the weekend to be an unrestrained sex-fest, where the girls can let out their inner love goddesses and get comfortable getting down and dirty.

But those plans come to screeching halt when Kelsey finds an old board game in a closet and insists that they try playing it. It’s called “Exchanji: An exciting game of changes for consenting adults.” Even though it’s meant to be sexy, Connor is skeptical. It looks like it came right out of the 1900s! How hot can this game really be?

As soon as the dice hit the game board, they start to find out. Swapped body parts and enhanced libidos are only the beginning of this wild ride! Inhibitions could be a distant memory before this crazy night ends, because things are going to get weirder than anyone ever imagined...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alyson Belle
• Release date: Jun 15, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463606339

Alyson Belle

Alyson Belle is a bestselling romance and erom author who has had a passion for transformation and body swap stories for as long as she can remember. She now delights in sharing her passion with the world by writing some of the sexiest stories around. With Alyson in control, your hottest fantasy ever is always just a click away...~~~ Visit my site for a FIVE FREE BOOKS including a copy of Forbidden Flirtations, a sexy, sizzling-hot story you can only get on my website! ~~~ Copy and Paste URL: http://alysonbelle.com/free-books/

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EXCHANJI

A Magical Gender Swap Board Game of Romance

by

Alyson Belle

Copyright © 2017 Alyson Belle

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All characters in this book are over the age of 18 (18+ only). All characters, locations, and situations are entirely fictional representations and any resemblance to real world scenarios are entirely coincidental.

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An excerpt from Exchanji:

I pushed the blankets off and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, blinking groggily. The floor was smooth and warm, and I smiled as I spread my toes over the well-sanded wood. Then I did double-take. My toenails had been painted pink!

What the fuck? I muttered, though my voice didn’t sound anything like my usual self. But there wasn’t time to think about that, because two other realizations flowed over me at the same time: First, I was looking down at a gorgeous pair of small, perky tits with pale pink nipples… my tits, hanging off my chest, like I was some kind of chick! And second, I did not feel a dick inside of my boxers. My hands flew to my crotch, feeling around desperately for my missing member, and then my eyes widened.

There was no dick between my legs, but there was definitely something else! I could feel my own probing fingers glide over a patch of soft, blonde pubic hair and touch the silky, delicate part of a pair of pussy lips—feel it through what could only reasonably be described as my pussy. Suddenly all the little changes I’d been thinking I was crazy for noticing earlier made perfect sense: the thinner fingers, lack of body hair, and longer hair on my head. I raised a trembling hand to my head now and gasped when I made contact with long, silky curls, just like Maya’s but blonde.

I leapt up. There was a large, rectangular mirror over the bed, and I had to see what I looked like. For the briefest moment, I thought Lauren was staring back at me, but I quickly realized that the blonde girl in the mirror was younger, prettier, and subtly different looking from my sister. With swirling, golden hair, plump, naturally-parting cherry lips, and a willowy, curving figure, she was gorgeously stunning, and she couldn’t have been a day over eighteen. I would have had an instant hard-on if I’d possessed a dick. But I didn’t anymore.

What the hell is going on?

I raised a hand and she raised hers. I waved and she waved back. The beautiful, shocked-looking girl aped my every movement.

Maya? I called, my voice shaking just a little. The new, high-pitched timbre that came out of my mouth had a natural sensuality to it, and it was beyond weird to think that that was my voice. I pulled the sheet around my half-naked body to cover my new tits, and called for my girlfriend again. Maya, could you please come in here for a sec?

I heard shuffling behind the door and then Maya’s reply. Is that you, Connor? You sound weird.

The door opened and she poked her head in. Our eyes met, and her mouth fell open. I stared at her helplessly, feeling like I was on the verge of tears.

Holy shit. Connor? She shook her head. I mean, I’m sorry. Obviously you’re not Connor. Are you? Who are you? How did you get here? You… fuck. You have to be Connor. Right? This is impossible.

It was weird to hear Maya curse so much in the space of a few seconds, but evidently she was as baffled as I was.

It’s me, I squeaked. What the fuck is going on?

Maya raised a hand to her head and brushed her hair back as she continued to stare at me. Are you… are you as girly as you look? I mean, in your whole body? Your… you know.

I bit my lip and nodded.

Oh shit, she breathed. Then she doubled over laughing.

Maya! This is not the appropriate response!

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, she choked out between fits of laughter. "I just… this is too funny. How could you not laugh? I’m as confused as you are, but how hilarious is this? You’re hot, Connor. Hot as fuck. I’d fuck you in a second."

I felt blood rush to my cheeks as I pulled the sheets tighter around my body, annoyed that Maya thought my predicament was so amusing.

Look, can I borrow some clothes at least until we figure out what’s going on? I don’t think mine will fit me any more.

Maya wiped tears away from her eyes and nodded. She dug around in her suitcase and tossed a t-shirt and a pair of panties at me, still giggling. "Of course. Put these on. I think it’s going to be adorable to dress you in cute little girly clothes. Especially since you’re obviously so embarrassed by it."

My face got hotter, but I did as I was told. I pulled the boxers off and slid the panties up my smooth, shapely legs, shivering in pleasure at the way the soft cotton brushed against my hairless skin, and snapped the elastic band at the top once they were snug against my sex. Then I tugged the t-shirt over my head. My nipples were still obviously visible through the thin black material of the shirt, since I wasn’t wearing a bra—and had no intention of wearing a bra—but it was better than standing around in the nude under Maya’s considering, appreciative stare. Who was this girl? My girlfriend seemed completely different now that I was a chick: more confident, more dominant, more of a tease. It was kind of hot, in a way, but I wasn’t interested in being a chick!

Come on, I said, ignoring her smirk as her eyes lingered on my tits. We’re figuring out how to reverse this as soon as possible.

What’s the rush? Maya teased. But she followed me into the common room instead of arguing.

I heard muted conversation in the other room, maybe a little on the loud side, but it was hard to tell through the thick, wooden doors. I was about to call for Frank and Kelsey when their bedroom door crashed open.

Frank ran out in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, his eyes wild, hands clutching his crotch. He glanced back toward the bedroom as Kelsey appeared in the doorway and leaned against the frame, her mouth twisted in wry amusement.

Help! Frank cried, waving an accusatory finger toward Kelsey. "She stole my dick!"

Chapter 1

Woo! Cabin weekend! Kelsey hooted and threw her hands in the air as she bounced into my family’s cabin in the deep woods of Minnesota, doing an amazing job of being a stereotypical caricature of the woo girl that we all knew she was.

I rolled my eyes and set my bags down on the table, inhaling the deep, pine-fresh scent of the woods that permeated everything around us. Kelsey could be a little annoying sometimes, but she was Frank’s problem—not mine. When she got too yappy, we’d just send her off to the bedroom with Frank, and I could have some alone time to cuddle up to Maya—my much calmer, quieter girlfriend.

Then I shook my head. She’s not your girlfriend yet. You haven’t made it official. Stop thinking of her like that!

I wasn’t remotely ready to settle down, and even labels that simple made me jittery. But Maya was something special. She had a tan, pretty complexion with long, curling brown hair and a great body. Kelsey might have been just a little hotter, with her blonde hair and cheerleader style, but Maya knew how to drive me wild with a whispered word and a light graze of her fingernails on my skin… that enchanting magic that all hot girls seemed to have programmed into them from birth. So whether or not we were officially dating, I officially liked her a lot and had been enjoying the time I spent with her. That’s all it had to be for now. I was barely thirty! I didn’t want to rush choosing a girl to be with. But Maya understood that, intuitively. Her patience and perception was