THE DOT COM EXCHANGE
Part One
By Caleb Jones

--- CHAPTER ONE --- Never Go Web Surfing Alone...

My friends were all currently in couple mode and with my girlfriend having dumped me a week or so ago, I was currently without any female companionship. So I had nothing to do after work. Everything on TV was in reruns for the summer so I was stuck checking out the internet. I ran across an advertisement for “Free... Free... FREE!!!” access to a Dorm Cam site.

What can I say? Being a normal, red-blooded American male and as I just mentioned, a male currently without any female companionship, I immediately clicked onto the site. I was pleasantly surprised to see a pretty, well stacked, blonde girl sitting on a couch, typing away at a keyboard on the coffee table in front of her.

I was mostly surprised because the buxom young blonde girl was half naked, and she was teasing the camera by repeatedly holding and flashing her sexy big breasts at the webcam audience of which I was currently a part of. She obviously liked the attention that the camera and it's audience offered her. Or perhaps it was the money she got paid to get naked for an unseen audience across the globe. I know no one would ever pay to see me naked.

Well, maybe my girlfriend would have... until last week.

Did I mention she dumped me?

Other girls soon visited the beautiful blonde on the couch, and I was able to gather that she was chatting with paying customers as there was a keyboard and monitor that she occasionally typed a message into. Being a non-paying visitor, I couldn't chat with her, but I was content to watch her and the other girls occasionally play with their pretty bodies on screen.

My favorite, the busty blonde, naturally responded to the playful attentions of the other girls, obviously enjoying their feminine assets with both her hands and her tongue as they enjoyed hers. She seemed like a nice, friendly girl with those other girls, with many kisses exchanged between them. Everyone seemed to be having a good time and there was obvious affection among them all for each other.

I had assumed that this site was much like any other dorm pay-to-view site, except that there was a lot of nudity displayed for an audience (like myself) which had not yet paid any money. I had no intention of doing so either, but even as an unpaid viewer I had to admit it was quite... interesting... to watch, to say the least.

I guess I should have expected it from all the exposed flesh so far but when the pretty blonde girl started to take off her pants, I was surprised. I had never seen a preview of a pay site that had shown so much skin without wanting money first. In fact, I was so surprised as her pants came off that I applauded the action on the screen and accidentally knocked over a glass of soda pop, which sprayed all over myself and my computer keyboard.

I cursed as I realized I would have stop watching a hot nude blonde girl and clean it up. One final glance at the screen showed that same girl wiping up sauce from a pizza she had spilled on herself and her own keyboard.

Totally by coincidence, we both picked up a paper towel and started to clean our computer keyboards. Random letters began appearing randomly on my screen as I cleaned the keyboard and then it happened...

Suddenly a zillion sizzling jolts of electricity flowed out of the computer's keyboard and zapped into my body!

My life literally flashed before my eyes!

As I prayed to pass out before the electrical shock killed me, the images of my life I was reviewing in my head began to turn into the images from someone else's life.

But it was a girl's life! I could see a little girl at a beach. It was as if I was the girl! Then the same girl flashed forward a few years, examining her budding breasts while taking a bath. I was able to experience her briefly a few years later marveling at her suddenly expanding breasts during a teen age growth spurt.

The images from her life continued. I glimpsed her first kiss as if I were in her place, her first period (gross!) and her first prom dance. And then I viewed that same girl in her teens making out with her boyfriend while babysitting. I could tell she enjoyed it, but my male mind could have done without seeing her boyfriend’s face up close from her POV as she locked lips with him.

I caught several further glimpses of her far more appealing face in a mirror as she tried on clothing, put on lipstick, or fixed her blonde hair. I realized that it was the face and the life of the busty blonde girl from the web site that I was somehow experiencing!

Time was moving towards present day in the memories I was observing, as I saw images of her joining the website and having fun performing on camera for the first time. There were some intriguing glimpses of her waking up with a pretty brunette in her bed and some of the fun in bed with the other girl that followed.

As I finally passed out from the shock and pain, I caught one final last glimpse of the computer screen in my apartment and saw the naked blonde girl collapsed on her couch with the other girls screaming for someone to call for a doctor.

And then I finally did the same as the electrical shock finally ended and I passed out in my chair as well, hopefully to meet her in the afterlife if my life was truly over.

--- CHAPTER TWO --- Not Feeling Quite Myself Today...

When I came to again there were half a dozen pretty girls hovering over me, trying to get me to wake up, holding my hand and asking if someone should call for a doctor or an ambulance. This was rather strange since I was a bachelor and I lived alone. One of the girls gently brushed long blonde hair from my eyes.

A roomful of half naked girls?

Long blonde hair in my eyes...?

Didn't I just have a crew cut last week? And the closest thing to blonde hair I had ever had was the few streaks of grey in my otherwise dark black sideburns...

And where did all the beautiful concerned girls come from? (Not that I was complaining, mind you!)

But frankly I was much too groggy to think about my hair color until one of the girls cheered at my eyes opening and helped me to my feet. As I stood up I took a deep breath and my head began to clear. Everything ached but nothing really hurt, although to be honest, nothing felt quite right either.

The far more noticeable changes in my surroundings finally began to occupy my still shocked mind.

“Please wake up!” one of the girls, a beautiful brunette with short curly black hair and a cute pert little nose who looked oddly familiar to me, said to me. I couldn't take my eyes off her chest, which was uncovered, with two very nice breasts jiggling quite appealingly in front of me.

“Take it easy. You've had a nasty shock from the computer. I don't care what Ron says, your shift is over as of now. You need a good night's sleep, Julie." She smiled a beautiful smile at me.

For a second I wondered which girl was Julie, the girl she was referring to. But all the other girls had left once they were certain I wasn't seriously hurt. She and I were the only ones left in the room now.

She then grabbed my chin with her fingers and moved my head up and away from her superb breasts and then moved my face side to side, finally letting our eyes meet.

"Yeah, you are definitely finished for the night, Julie! You need to get some sleep, girlfriend!"

She was talking right to my face! This stranger was addressing me as Julie, and saying I was a girl! SHE must have been shocked by the electricity as well not to recognize a six foot tall guy when she saw one?

I could only mutter a confused "Huh...?"

I was shocked to hear my voice sound just like a girl's voice as I uttered that sound. I tried to clear my throat but even my cough sounded like a girl! She grabbed my hand and pulled me quite forcefully away from the couch I had woken up in as if I only weighed half my weight!

We slowly walked out past what seemed to be an extremely well lit cubicle where another girl was taking off her bra. I knew a strip show when I saw one even if there was no one else there to watch her.

After the short haired brunette put her arm around my waist, she helped maneuvered me out of the little room with the computer and the couch, and over to another room nearby with several beds in a row.

I began to notice some other things wrong with me. Some very odd things indeed! It all hit me at once!

My waist had been larger than I was happy with for years and yet her arm seemed to wrap itself all the way around my waist to the other side with ease, resting on my hip on the far side with no sense of flabby flesh getting in the way.

I was apparently walking on stilts since my toes appeared to be much lower than the heels of my feet.

More of the rather long blonde hair kept falling in front of my face.

A LOT more hair!

And most incredibly and unbelievably, (not to mention impossibly,) two very distracting, large and bouncy mounds of flesh were hanging from my chest, protruding several inches in front of me, and jiggling with every step I took!

I could see two large nipples pushing out even further from what appeared to be MY two very sexy female big breasts by at least a half inch! I would normally have been extremely excited to see two big boobs up close -- but NOT when they apparently belonged to me!

Most disturbing to me of all was the total lack of attention down below that always greeted the sight of exposed boobage. I should be saluting these girls, but there was no throbbing and pulsing of blood. Not even a twitch!

There were other strange things happening to me but those two large tits jiggling out in front of me on my chest were quite sufficient to let me know that either I was dead or insane, or that something right out of the Twilight Zone must have happened to me!

I finally realized why my new surroundings had a vague feeling of familiarity to me when I saw the image of one young woman helping another young woman in a mirror on the wall above a bureau. The girl being helped was the buxom blonde girl on the webcam!

And then the girl that the other girl was holding up reflected in the mirror, the blonde girl, moved as I did and I caught her eye, staring at it as it stared right back at me. And I knew that as impossible as it seemed, that the girl in the mirror, that beautiful, well built and sexy young blonde woman staring back at me in the mirror. . . was MY reflection!

That young woman reflected in the mirror...

She was me!

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