A Few Setbacks Part 3

Part 2

Arnold reached his, well her, peak!

Annie, as he was known by everybody at the gym, was a master of the human body, of all shapes and forms.

The former male heavy lifter had made a living as the head woman's personal trainer. She even had appointments months away in the backlog. Five months ago a mysterious woman took his body, but Arnold/ Annie's grit was stronger than whatever magic she when she took his body.

What Arnold realized assuming the skinny girl's form wasn't that your genes determined who you were, but your grit and passion. And Arnold's passion was being as fit as possible, no matter his body.

A Few Setbacks Part 2

Part 1

Arnold's progress was going smoothly since the thief stole his body. Since the swap he built his new female body into his own. Being forced to adapt to his new female form he had grown quiet adaptable and had since registered as a full-time woman's personal trainer at the gym. He tried training both men and woman, but the men wouldn't take him seriously or would constantly hit on him, so he decided to stick just with women.

A woman's body provided him with unique challenges he never had to deal with as a man, and he had accepted that he would never be as buff as he was as a male, but he was a competitive type, and he was going to become the best damn female trainer in the gym.

Not Really Into It

"When I said I wanted to spend the whole day with you I didn't mean as your sister," Gabe pouted.

"Well you should of actually saved enough money to fly to Seattle then," Logan said picking up his beer. "You should consider yourself lucky that my sister did this for you, she's usually a little more mischievous with her powers."

"Like this isn't mischievous enough?" Gabe motioned towards his whole body. "I wanted to get the fuck out that small ass town for the week, chill with my best friend and wing-man off each other like we used to. Do you know how long it's been since I last got my dick wet?"

"Hey man, you can still get laid, with a guy or girl. Same sex marriage is legal and everything. Plus this is fucking Seattle, like one of the most liberal cities next to Portland."

"That's not what I meant," Gabe slouched back in his chair. "I wanted it to be like good old times. Plus I have no idea how to even use a vagina."

"You're here for a week, you'll get used to it. Hey," Logan motioned behind his friend, "there's two hot chicks over there, how about you test out that old Gabe charm as my sister."

Gabe turned around. He felt nothing, no urge at all. "I'm not really into it." He said then chugging his beer.

A Few Setbacks Part 1

Arnold wasn't going to let that body thief ruin his life. A few weeks ago while hitting the gym, the 215 lb power lifter and personal trainer had his body snatched from him. While pumping iron his eyes kept on drifting towards this girl on the treadmill, she was cute and athletic and he had never seen her before, and by the way she locked eyes with him he knew she was into him. After a few more sets he approached the new girl.

"My my," she said to Arnold, "aren't you a strong man."

"And aren't you a pretty lady." Arnold said, "my names Arnold, I'm a personal trainer here. And you are?" He stuck out his hand for a shake.

"I'm glad you think this body's pretty," she said ignoring the handshake, "because I'm going to give it to you."

"Of course, every girl who hits the gym is pretty in my book. What do you you mean by the second part? Like do you want to fuck right here or something?"

"I want you inside me Arnold," she said giving him a wink, "and I want to be inside you."

"What the hell are you-" Arnold saw a bright light flash blinding him for a second, "-even talking about." He finished... with the girl's voice. In front of him was his old body, grinning.

"Thanks for the body Arnold," the body thief said, "I was beginning to get tired of that mount. I hope you enjoy it."

And with that she was gone with his body.

After the shock was over he decided it was time to go back to the gym. Fitness was his passion, it didn't matter which body he was in, as long as he was moving he was happy, even if it meant his new breasts jiggled with every move he made.