Peeping Tom Part 4

Oh no! I thought I published this entry a long time ago. Well consider this your lucky day readers.

Peeping Tom now has its own tag, and I've added a new tag to the blog: make over. For stories about people completely changing their lives after inhabiting a new body. (Like in House Cleaning)

Part 3

You know how in those 80's teen movies there was always an ugly girl that underwent a transformation into a more beautiful and confident version of herself with the help of her friends?

Becky was that girl, and Tom was her friend.

The thing Tom loved most about the camera, other than the obvious perks of becoming anyone he wants, was that no matter what choices he made in the bodies he possessed, once he left they believed they made all those choices.

Tom had made a lot of choices in different women's bodies, none of which he regretted and he often left them better off than before. For example, Allison, a girl he was a few bodies ago, had an extremely shitty boyfriend. He treated her like crap and would often sneak out and cheat on her with another woman (Tom knew this because he was that other woman before Allison). He broke up with her abusive boyfriend and found her a man who actually loved her and treated her well.

But Becky was his masterpiece, and like most masterpieces it took a lot of time and effort. Five months of effort, the longest Tom ever remained in one body. Pre-Tom Becky had major social anxiety issues, talking to anyone other than her sister would raise her heart rate to that of a sprinter's. She worked from home and only wore her favorite color: a dark purple. She was putting on weight around her midsection and only showered when she needed to (usually when she met up with her sister).

Tom had to give her a lot of new habits, and a new wardrobe. And both take time to form.

Post-Tom Becky was a confident young woman who had no issues with people she didn't know. He shaved away her belly fat but managed to keep it where it mattered most, her tits. Tom bought her new clothes and made sure to walk around town as confident as possible. He even found MeetUp groups in the area and got her a few friends. Five months of work, five months of showing Becky her true potential. He ended it as the ultimate wing man, he approached the hottest guy at the club, hit it up with him and once the deal was sealed he pulled his camera out of her purse and snapped a photo of a random girl on the dance floor. He wanted Becky to be the one who slept with her first man in years. He figured he could get laid as any girl, but Becky can only be laid as Becky.

That night he celebrated his success in his new body with another random dude he met at the bar.

Endorsement

"I look so fucking hot!" Keenan said. "I suppose Annie's training was totally worth it."

Keenan was an unfortunate soul. A few months ago he lost his body in the FOSE to Julia, a girl he hadn't seen since high school. Apparently she had a thing for him because at one moment he was out getting a few beers with his buds, and the next he was orgasming with his Facebook page opened and three fingers up his new vagina.

Julia hadn't changed since high school, she was the same old overweight girl with the same old confidence issues. And Keenan couldn't stand it! After accepting the reality of his new life he began looking into fitness programs to lose all the excess weight Julia put on since graduation. After weeks of searching he finally found the perfect instructor, Annie. She was a personal trainer who just got Keenan's situation, he didn't know how but he felt a connection between him and her. Within a few months he shed away all of Julia's weight and put on a few pound of real muscle.

"Goddamn I wish I was a guy again, because I'd fuck me all day long." He said snapping a photo for his Instagram.

House Cleaning

"Steven, is that really you?" Kimmy said approaching a face she hadn't worn in over a year. The woman at the palm tree looked over and smiled. Kimmy's heart stopped, it was really her. Well her old body that is. "Holy shit Steven, that really is you! What did you do to my body? I look- I look h-"

"Hot?" Steven leaned against the palm tree. "And what I think you meant is that you look hot. This body isn't yours anymore."

"I just don't know what to say..." Kimmy was dumbfounded. When she abandoned her body over a year ago it was chunky and severely overweight, like 240 lbs overweight. She left it for Steven's, who was fit and much lighter than her. Kimmy chose a male body thinking her life would be a lot easier since men were way less judgmental than woman. Now standing before her was a beautiful woman with fantastic tits who only looked familiar to her only in the face.

"Amazing isn't it?" Steven continued, "How having a little self control and discipline can take you a long way. Your body was disgusting Kimmy, like a house that hadn't been cleaned in years. I hated every moment living inside of it, until I got so fed up with all the filth that I decided to do a little house cleaning.

"You know what's great about house cleaning? You get to discover treasures you never thought you had. Like damn girl, you had a rockin pair of tits and all you had to do was work for them. Instead you ran away, ran away into the body of some tourist. But hey, looking how you're treating my old body it looks like you might not be that far away from having tits yourself."

"How about we trade back?" Kimmy pleaded.

"Fuck you. I'd never give this body up."

"Hey Kim!" A male voice shouted from behind Kimmy. "You ready to go to the shores?"

"Who's that?" Kimmy asked her old body.

"Oh you wouldn't know him, that's Anthony. He's new here. Coming love!" Steven shouted. "And he's my new boyfriend." With that Steven-as-Kimmy left his old body behind hoping into Anthony's truck.

"B-b-boyfriend?" Kimmy muttered. She never had a boyfriend...