I asked him to explain what was involved. This time though he seemed completely convincing about the possibility of a body swap. But he had seen me without clothes 100s of times and although I'm not gay, we had spoke about it and I had told him if he wanted to do it with me, he could. It sounded so far fetched and impossible, I assumed he was gay and just wanted to see me without clothes on, possibly he wanted sex with me. That's when he asked me, he asked me to try it, he asked if he could swap my body with his. I was the only one who he had told about his desire to be able to swap bodies with others so naturally he told me that he knew how he could do it. But he had this weird fettish, he dreamt of being able to body swap with people and recently he told me that he had discovered the way to do it. He was & still is my best friend, we do everything together. The look of concern on my face was because of what my friend had just suggested. I'm the one in the white top, at least I should be and I used to be.
