A Terrible Case of Mistaken Identity

As you stand before the narrow, dingy apartment door, you reflect for a moment over how you managed to make it here. It was simple enough, you were browsing a dating site and came across the profile of a cute looking woman with a knock-out figure and bright dyed hair. The two of you hit it off almost immediately yet for some reason she continually got your name wrong. Despite you correcting her again and again, she just didn't seem to get it at all - her frequent spelling mistakes didn't help one bit either. Any wayward thoughts you had were pushed to the very back of your mind because of her flirtatious behavior; she seemed more desperate than anyone you've ever met in your life and you figured she would make for a fun, easy lay. A few steamy pictures of her dreamy body had you captivated. You couldn't wait to meet up with her.

You text her that you're at the door and she quickly replies for you to come in. You carefully step into her apartment only to be left stunned as an intense skunk-like smell rolls past you and out into the hallway like a heavy fog. You decide to press on. Nothing could've prepared you for the sight in her bedroom.

An enormous woman - your supposed date - was bent over a creaking bed, swaying her titanic hips from side to side. You stand there, stupefied, the only thing recognizable from the woman on the dating site being her dyed hair and very little else. The woman dips forward, pressing her fleshy avalanche of a belly into the bed beneath her so that she could lift her ass into the air, prompting a sudden, high-pitched toot from her enormous, cellulite-ridden rump.

"I think I have the wrong place." You say with as stone faced of an expression as you could muster, your eyes watering from the intense stench.

"Oh no, I think this is the right one.." She chimes in retort, slurring her words, punctuating her statement with a heavy, raunchy belch before gripping the bed tightly. 

You turn to leave without so much as a second glance at her, only for your entire world to go black.

You awake with a startle. Your entire body aches and trembles with exertion and exhaustion. Your breathing is heavy, frantic, even a little panicked. You finally open your eyes, only to realize that you were on her bed. Your gaze continues to drift downwards until you find yourself staring at a small pair of breasts tightly bound in a very snug top; just below that was your enormous stomach jiggling and quaking with your panicked breathing. Somehow, you managed to swap bodies with this gigantic pig of a woman. Your eyes dart back, the enormous swell of your ass nearly filling your vision. You could make out the frustrated expression of yourself gawking down at what used to be your body. You carefully begin to shift against the bed, groaning at the strange discomfort pricking your gargantuan stomach. Though you noticed that her apartment was warm before, to the new you, it practically feels like a sauna. Even the simple act of rolling over was more than enough to leave your pale body shimmering with a thick layer of sweat along with rendering you completely exhausted.

"What the fuck is this? You're not..." He begins, turning towards a body mirror, pinching and tugging at your face like an incessant grandmother. "Oh my fucking god."

You open your mouth to answer, only for a humongous, wet fart to issue forth, the horrid noise amplified and distorted by your gigantic ass cheeks. You groan and shift against the bed as a powerful heat stirs within your crotch, momentarily interrupting your thoughts while the stench overwhelms your senses. It didn't help that your entire world was subtly different - you were unbelievably high.

The woman, now you, approaches the bed with a dreary sigh, fanning a hand in front of her face. "You should've left when you had the chance. How horny were you, seriously? And why did I..? Just.. Fucking stay there and do nothing, understand? I'm going to fix this."

Before you can get a word in whatsoever, he was out the door with your body in tow, leaving you sprawled out against her bed.

And so you sat there, trying desperately to relieve the constant pressure within by venting massive, nasty farts. Over thirty minutes had passed with your flatulence not letting up one bit despite your intense efforts. You peel off the sweat-soaked shorts and panties from your flabby lower half, setting them aside with a loud, wet slap. The most you managed to do was make the room smell absolutely revolting in addition to stirring up your arousal further much to your distress. You sigh, just what kind of freakish woman were you supposed to be? It took much longer than expected so you figure it would be a good idea to entertain yourself somehow. You decide to rummage through her things, play her video games. Before you knew it, you fell asleep.

You were jolted awake by the door opening: Finally, you thought, this nightmare would be over. You could feel your heart leap up into your throat as an unfamiliar man stands in the doorway, teetering from side to side uneasily. Though you notice his unimpressed expression, he still eagerly steps into the room, mostly ignoring the dreaded concoction of awful stenches coming from you. He tugs off his pants awkwardly as he closes in on you, the tent in his pants giving away his intent. Your eyes widen. "W-Wait, I'm.." You begin to plead, but he's already upon you.

You shiver as the man slams against your bed, causing a belch to rocket out of your mouth. He gropes along your modest breasts, slamming the two mounds together, nearly bulging them out of their snug confines. You squirm against the bed weakly while his hands travel downwards. Though the man harbored a somewhat reluctant expression, you could tell he was well beyond any sort of regret. He pays little attention to your belly, curling his fingers into the immense roll of your lower belly, sending another powerful wave of pleasure throughout your entire body, the sensation reaching new heights once you felt his palms squish into your vast, padded hips. As his hands struggle to contain the enormity of your ass with a firm squeeze, you can feel him press against your body, his firm cock slapping against your belly as he clumsily attempts to penetrate you. Soon enough, you can feel him part your nether-lips, slamming his crotch against your stomach, holding onto your copious hips so that he can pound you harder and faster. You can feel your enormous thighs parting with a wet, sticky noise like a good little whore, a powerful climax building up quicker and quicker...

You find yourself wondering why as he slams into you one final time, lust overtaking the two of you as you cum explosively, his hands heaving your belly up as the trickle of a warm liquid fill your insides. With a tired groan, you relax, unable to contain a lengthy, wet fart that leaves your partner looking concerned. Within moments, he was out the door, leaving you to your own devices.

Within the hour, you see yourself standing in the doorway, looking over your corpulent figure sprawled out on the bed, your titanic thighs still parted, thick globs of cum spilling out of your plump pussy. Your old self had a very knowing look on his face along with a healthy dose of frustration. "What the fuck did I say? I told you to do nothing, and here you are looking like a total slut!" 

It seems the irony was lost on him.

With a sigh, he sits beside you, giving a loud slap to your stomach to ensure you were awake. "Do you have any idea what you've just done? Let me spell it out for you: By fucking my ex, you made the swap permanent. Luckily for me, you broke the contract, which means I don't have to be stuck as you, thank god." He pauses, "However, that means you're stuck as me."

Your eyes widen and you shake your head, trying your best to sit up, your efforts only coaxing some more gas out of you. Your former self sighs and helps you sit up. "I'm sure you noticed that, uhh, I looked a lot different in my profile and that I.. Fart way more than any girl should." You gulp. "Well, over the past while, I've used every single curse I could find to destroy myself. Would you believe I was just shy of one hundred and ten pounds two weeks ago? I wanted him to really suffer, but it looks like the only one being punished is you, huh?"

Another fart explodes out from underneath your gigantic ass despite straining yourself to contain it. He giggles and pats your sloshing stomach. "In short, I was going to give my ex one little night of passion before leaving him like this," He presses a palm into your belly, which swallows it up effortlessly. You blush feverishly. "And.. I guess.. I celebrated a little too early and got you roped into this. Sorry, I guess? I mean, your names were kind of similar and.."

"They're spelt completely differently!" You protest, only for him to chuckle softly.

"Honest mistake, really! I mean, it's not like you can't say you haven't made any," He exclaims, pressing his free hand against your drooling pussy. You moan hotly. "Errh, one more thing. As I'm sure you've noticed, all of this is turning you on, isn't it? Another curse. I thought it would make life a little more exciting for my victim but.. It's more distracting than anything else. Imagine startling yourself awake with a fart at three AM only to have to finger yourself back to sleep. Imagine being revolted by every little facet of yourself while fretting over the size of your ass in the mirror leaves you too horny to think straight. You're going to discover a lot of new things about yourself; enjoy your little nightmare I guess..?"

"Anyways, how about this? I've got a very busy week ahead of me and I can tell you're about to have one as well. Let's go for round two. Depending on how you do, I'll stick around for a little while, help you write a dating profile, pick out cute clothes, show you how to live around your new body, things like that." He grins, leaning in to lick along your sweaty cleavage, slapping a hand against your enormous ass, urging you to lift yourself up so that you could sit on his lap. "And you'll be my little stress toy until I move onto someone else. I want you to ride me, piggy, use what little muscles you have left to milk me dry with that gigantic ass of yours. Sound good, gassy?"