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Soul Swapped
Soul Swapped
Soul Swapped
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Soul Swapped

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Daryl spends his days working at the hospital as a caring orderly, but he spends his nights listening to his gorgeous neighbor Jessica get intimate with her husband through the paper-thin walls of his apartment. It’s not so bad until he gets a mysterious package containing an old wooden carving that gives him some very vivid, very personal dreams... Dreams where he’s not only with Jessica, but where he is Jessica!

Daryl takes care of all the patients at St. Mary’s, a special hospital where most of the city’s saddest cases end up, but he’s especially caring towards one patient in particular: Karen Harper, the girl in the coma. She had her life taken away from her just like Daryl did, although the diagnoses are different: Karen will never wake up, and Daryl’s tragic illness means he has less than two years left to live.

The only thing that keeps him going is the strange, almost mystical attraction he feels toward his gorgeous neighbor Jessica, and he looks forward to talking to her whenever he can. But not only is she married to some jerk named Tony — Daryl also has to listen to her get intimate with him through the paper-thin walls between their apartments way more often than he’d like to.

Everything changes when Daryl gets a mysterious package that contains an ancient wooden figurine. Legends say it has the power to bring soulmates together. Soon, Daryl starts waking up each night in Jessica’s body! It wasn’t quite what he had in mind when he imagined getting closer to her, especially since sometimes she’s with Tony when it happens.

Can Daryl harness the power of the figurine to find a way to be with Jessica before his time runs out? Or is he doomed to live his few remaining days with just his secret, dreaming glimpses of Jessica’s inner life?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAlyson Belle
Release dateDec 21, 2018
ISBN9780463816073
Soul Swapped
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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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    Soul Swapped - Alyson Belle

    An excerpt from Soul Swapped:

    Hey Kitten, a strangely familiar voice said. Did you doze off for a minute there?

    My attention snapped over to the bathroom where a man leaned against the doorframe, silhouetted against the harsh lighting behind him. Not knowing what to say exactly, I nodded, just going along with it.

    Don’t fall asleep just yet, he continued. You promised me a sexy time tonight. You know it’s been over a week since we’ve done it. Come on babe.

    He flipped off the bathroom light and stepped into the bedroom, suddenly illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. I gasped. It was my neighbor Tony, totally nude. And his cock was huge!

    But if that’s Tony, then that makes me... Jessica. I was Jessica. Dreaming I was my neighbor Jessica, anyway. I blushed, overcome with embarrassment. The most embarrassing thing was that it wasn’t even the first time I’d had a dream that I was a woman. I’d known since high school that I was attracted to both men and women, even though I preferred to date women, so in a way, I guess it made sense. But only if it stayed in the realm of fantasy...

    I’d never told anyone about those dreams, because it was humiliating, but I had them once every few months. They’d never been sexual before, and I’d never been Jessica in them before! Maybe I’d spent a little too much time thinking about her lately.

    Tony advanced and hopped onto the bed, crawling toward me with a dopey smile. I froze, unsure of what to do, and he moved the book from my lap to the nightstand and tossed the covers back. I was totally exposed in my lingerie now, my breasts heaving, and I shivered in the cool air of the bedroom. This is too weird, too weird... what a bizarre dream. I scrunched my eyes closed. Wake up wake up wake up.

    "Hey babe, what are you doing? Come on, don’t tell me you have a headache now. You promised me."

    I peeked at Tony, and he stared back at me with an annoyed look.

    What... what did I promise, exactly? I asked. It was so weird to hear Jessica’s sexy voice coming out of my mouth.

    Don’t start with that, Tony warned, sliding a pair of fingers up the length of my smooth, sexy leg. His fingers were smooth and warm, and I felt an unfamiliar twinge in my crotch. You know you promised that we could have sex tonight. I want you so bad...

    I drew a breath in sharply as Tony slid himself next to me and grabbed my tit, squeezing roughly. A shot of pleasure ran through my body and I arched my back, involuntarily reacting to his attention. He started kissing my neck while continuing to massage my breast, and I wanted to say something, wanted to stop him, but... it just felt so good. I tilted my head back and sighed as his hands migrated down my flanks, stroking my sides and squeezing my ass while his kisses drifted lower, toward the top of my breasts.

    My ample chest heaved with long, excited breaths, and I felt a moisture growing between my legs that was both unfamiliar and somehow welcome. My body started to ache with need, and when Tony slid a hand behind me to release the clasp on my bra, I began to passionately return his kisses, pulling his face up to meet mine.

    A surprised expression rippled across his face, but he quickly regained his enthusiasm, tugging my bra away from my arms and then leaning back to hook two thumbs through the elastic on my panties. He slid them roughly down my legs and tossed them off the side of the bed to land beside the discarded bra. The moisture at my legs had grown, and I was definitely getting hot and bothered.

    Now that I was buck naked, I pushed Tony back and climbed on top of him to straddle him, giggling at his look of awe and hunger. His rigid cock swelled beneath me, edging up against the folds of my pussy, and I ground down hard against the length of his dick, enjoying the pleasant sensations that radiated out from each, grinding motion. God that feels good! Fuck it. It’s a dream. I’m a woman. Just go with it.

    Chapter 1

    I gently placed the potted flower on the windowsill, turning the clay base slightly so that the pale pink petals would catch more of the one sliver of sunlight that shined into the gloomy hospital room tucked away into the corner of St. Mary’s. I stepped back, hands at the waist of my green orderly’s scrubs, and tried to take in the whole scene with my new addition included. The flower definitely brightened the place up a bit, softening an otherwise sterile and drab interior. I smiled at Karen Harper, proud that I had been able to offer a little something more than my usual care, today.

    That’s better, wouldn’t you say, Karen?

    She didn’t respond, of course. She just laid there in her hospital bed, her beautiful chest rising and falling with machine-assisted shallow breaths and her blonde locks fanning out around a face pretty enough to be an angel.

    Karen didn’t have any opinions about flowers, just like she didn’t have an opinion on the stained drapes at the windows or her small, cramped room with the patterned green and blue tiles. It was hard to have an opinion about anything when you were clinically brain-dead.

    I sighed and got to work cleaning her, turning her, and changing her feeding tubes, lifting her comatose form and handling her very gently, just like I did every day. She was so small, with such sensitive skin, and I knew from experience that her limbs would bruise easily if I didn’t treat her with delicate care. I hated the idea of marking her lovely body due to my carelessness.

    All of our patients were hard-luck cases, but Karen’s

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