Waing up: Taylor Swift

Disclaimer: This story is fictional. None of this has happened or ever will happen.

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I had no idea what had just happened to me. I had just woke up after a long day at school and at work. My head was pounding like a drum. I felt weird as I tried to get up and out of bed. I almost fell over a couple times. I don't know why I was losing my balance, it just felt like there was something holding me down. I was still very sleepy so my eyes weren't completely open, at least until I realize what had happened to me.

So I eventually find the bathroom and I turned the light on. So I approach the toilet, lift the cover, and pull down my pants to pull out my dick. My eyes really opened when I something that clearly wasn't my penis. I finally open my eyes completely and look down. I couldn't see anything past the boobs on my chest. Wait, I'm not supposed to have Boobs! I turn to the side of the bathroom and looked at my new reflection. I couldn't believe the person I had become.

I, Erick Turner, was now in the body of pop star Taylor Swift! I stood there in complete shock. I got closer to the mirror.

"This is incredible." I said as I surprised myself with my new, more feminine voice.

I leaned into the mirror and felt the long, blonde hair that was now on my head. I put my hands up to my face. I felt Taylor's soft and sensitive skin as I rubbed my arms and legs. I then looked down at my new chest. I stripped off the t-shirt that Taylor had worn to bed. I some trouble at first, but I was able unhook the straps of the bra.

I then let the bra fall to the floor as I admired my new tits. She was 32B, according to what her bra said. I noticed her nipples were a very light pink and her areolas were a light shade of brown. Out of curiosity, I brought my hands up to Taylor's breasts and squeezed. I jumped a little bit due to the sudden rush of pleasure that shot up my spine. I put Taylor's nipples in between my thumb and index finger. I felt an incredible amount of pleasure as I pinched and rolled her nipples around with my fingers.

I then had a strange feeling coming from where my penis used to be. As I was about to reach down and feel my new equipment, I heard the phone ring. I quickly pulled up my underwear and pajamas. I then ran to the phone and answered it. I heard a voice say, "Hello?"

I picked up the phone, having no idea what to expect from the other end of the call.

"Who are you and what have you done to me?" the voice screamed.

I instantly recognized that voice. It was my voice! So, I guess that means that Taylor is inside of my body.

"I don't know who you are or why you did this to me, but you're going to pay for it," Taylor screamed at me with my own voice.

"Taylor, I honestly don't know what happened or what caused this. I just woke up this morning and discovered my dick was gone." I said to Taylor as I tried to calm her down.

She sounded more mad as she said, "Wait, you saw my vagina? I swear to god if you do anything perverted in my body, I will end you."

"I haven't done anything like that, I swear!" I blatantly said to her as I did something perverted in her body a couple of minutes ago.

Taylor had finally calmed down to the point where we could figure out what the hell happen to us.

"Well, something must have caused us to end up in each other's bodies, did you get cursed by an old witch or something like that?" Taylor asked in a serious tone.

I then said, "Are you serious? An evil witch? We're not a kid's movie Taylor."

"Well, I don't see you coming up with any ideas." Taylor responded.

"I'm sorry, it's really traumatic when you wake up and your dick is gone." I told Taylor.

"I know" Taylor responded. "It's weird to wake up and suddenly have a dick too."

"So, can you think of something weird that happened recently?" Taylor asked.

I tried to think about the last couple of days before I suddenly found myself in the body of a famous pop star. No much was really out the ordinary. I went to work, I came home from work, and I went to bed. I got back on the phone and told Taylor that I couldn't think of anything out the ordinary. Taylor told me the same thing.

Since I lived in Sacramento and Taylor lived in Los Angeles, I suggested we find somewhere we could meet and try to figure out how to get back in our bodies.

"That's a great idea, but where are we going to meet?" Taylor asked.

"I don't know." I told Taylor.

"Do you know a place that's secluded so we don't have to deal with your fans possibly noticing me?" I asked Taylor.

Taylor was quiet for a few seconds before getting back on the phone. "Yeah, I know the perfect place."

Taylor then gave me directions from her house to an address only a couple of miles. "Why don't we meet up at about 1 o'clock?" Taylor asked.

"That sound's perfect." We then said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.

I looked at the clock, which told me it was 10:38.

"What am I going to do for the next three hours?" I wondered to myself.

I know I had promised Taylor I wouldn't do anything perverted in her body, but this was once in a life time opportunity. I then went up the stairs, walked into Taylor's room, and shut the door. Taylor had told me she lived alone with just a couple of pets, so I didn't really have to worry about anyone walking in on me. I walked over to the full size mirror she had and placed it right in front of me. I slowly pulled the waistband of Taylor's cute lace panties.

I looked down and saw Taylor's pussy. It had a light pink color and had already been a little wet from earlier. I slowly dipped my hand into Taylor's panties. I slowly rubbed my hand up and down. I felt an instant shot of pleasure as I continued rubbing the outside. I then curiously took my index finger and inserted it into my vagina. I felt the pleasure slowly increase in my body as I moved her fingers in a circular motion.

I didn't realize how sensitive Taylor's body was. I found out how sensitive Taylor really was by how the pleasure built up quickly as I slowly inserted Taylor's index finger into her vagina. As I pushed Taylor's finger in and out of her pussy, I brought my left hand up to her left breast. I grabbed Taylor's nipple with my thumb and index finger. I then pinched Taylor's erect nipple and rolled her nipple in between my fingers.

I started to thrust my fingers harder and faster. I knew I was about to experience my first orgasm as Taylor Swift. I let out a loud moan as I finally hit climax. The pleasure going throughout my entire body as I rode out the pleasure waves of Taylor's orgasm. I then fell to the bed, exhausted from my little adventure. I leaned over to the other side of the bed and looked at the alarm clock Taylor had beside her bed. The time was 12:02.

I needed to get ready to meet the real Taylor in an hour. I got up from the bed and noticed I had left a giant cum stain on her bed. I'd have to hide that from Taylor if she came over. So I placed a couple of pillows over it. I then went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stepped into the shower and immediately shrieked from how hot the water was. I turned down the heat on the water and jumped back into the shower.

The pulses of the water felt great on my back. I then took the shampoo off of the rack Taylor had placed in the shower. I poured out the shampoo into my hands and started lathering it into to Taylor's long, blonde hair.

"Man, Taylor sure does have a lot of hair." I thought to myself as I continued to lather the shampoo into my hair.

I then rinsed out all of the shampoo in my hair and grabbed the body wash Taylor had set out. I poured it into my hands. The smell was amazing. I then lathered it up and hands and started to rub it all over my body. I quickly washed Taylor's vagina, so I wouldn't get aroused. I then brought my hands up to Taylor's breasts and washed them with the soap. I looked down and saw Taylor's perfect little tits glistening form the soap.

As I washed off all of the soap of them, I noticed my nipples were not erect, so I stop washing off my breasts. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel out of Taylor's towel closet. I immediately started drying my body off quickly so I wouldn't miss my meet up with Taylor. I noticed that this also caused me to because a little aroused. I finished drying off and walked into Taylor's room. I looked in her closet and it was huge.

It was a walk in closet, which had everything organized. I went over and picked up some underwear. I grabbed the panties and stepped through the legs of the panties. Now that the panties were out of the way, I had to put on the dreaded bra. I grabbed the bra and placed my arms through it and pulled into my now female chest.

I then tried to attach the straps to the back of the bra. It was very difficult to put on until I got the snaps to go in place. Now that I was done with underwear, I grabbed a red and white t-shirt, a pair of high waist shorts, and a pair of tennis shoes. After putting on all of her clothes, I found the keys to her car and followed the directions Taylor had told me over the phone. I was in for quite a shock when I arrived at the address.

When I arrived at the address, I shocked at what I was looking at. It was beautiful house on the beach. It wasn't the most beautiful beach-side house I've ever seen, but it was close. I grabbed the key Taylor had told me to bring and I unlocked the door. When I walked inside, I saw the gorgeous interior. It looked like something a princess in a Disney movie might live in after they were rescued by the prince. I then saw Taylor walk in the room.

I was immediately shocked to see what I looked like to other people. Seeing myself as someone else was a very weird and surreal.

"I'm glad you were able to make it." Taylor said in my deep, monotone voice.

"I usually get lost, even when I know exactly where to go."

Taylor took my hand and led me into the living room area and we sat down on separate couches.

"What is this place?" I asked Taylor as I took in the beautiful scenery.

"Oh, this place? This is just a small home I bought. I am the only one who knows about this place. No one else knows where this place is. I always come here when I am writing a song or I need a quiet place to think." Taylor explained.

"Now, do you think of any way this could have possibly happened to us?" I asked Taylor.

Taylor scratched her head. "I honestly can't think of anything." Taylor told me.

"Well, since we could be stuck like this for a while, we might as well teach each other how to act like each other." I told Taylor.

"Yeah, that's a good idea. We don't want people to think we're crazy and be thrown in a mental asylum. That wouldn't look good for both of us." Taylor said nonchalantly.

So I started by telling Taylor about my life. I told her that I was currently living by myself, so she didn't knew to worry about anyone else. I also told her about my job as an intern at the law firm and how my only jobs were to shred paper and go on coffee runs. She then proceeded to tell me that she also lived by herself.

She only had a dog I needed to care for so there wasn't a problem there. Taylor then took me into her room and try to explain her daily make-up routine to me. I was bored as she explained to me which eyeliners and lipsticks to use, but I took it seriously because I might be doing this for a while and Taylor wanted me to take it seriously, so I did.

"Shit!" I suddenly heard Taylor say out loud.

"What's going on? What's wrong?" I asked Taylor with a worried tone in my voice.

"I completely forgot. I or rather you, needed to make an appearance at an award show tonight!" Taylor explained.

"Well, isn't there some way you can get me out of this?" I asked.

"No. It is a very high paying appearance. I'm supposed to get 50 grand and I promised."

"You get 50 grand just for showing up somewhere and presenting an award to someone?" I asked Taylor with a sound of shock and surprise in my voice.

"Yeah, it's pretty easy money." Taylor explained.

"So I have to go in your place?" I asked in a whiny tone.

"Yes, you need to go, but at least you have me here to help. I think the limo will be there to pick me up around 5. So we need to go back to my house and get you ready to present that award." Taylor said to me.

With that, we left the beach house and took Taylor's car back to her home. As we approached Taylor's home, Taylor had I surprised look on her face.

"What's wrong Taylor?" I asked her.

"Something's off. Usually, there are a ton of paparazzi around my house 24/ 7. I guess we just got lucky there aren't any of them here, otherwise they would take photos of us and the headlines would say you were my new mystery boyfriend or something."

I found this to be an odd comment but we finally reached Taylor's house. We unbuckled our seatbelts and headed into Taylor's house to start the process of getting ready for the award show. She started by applying some make up to my face. I tried to stay still, but it tickled a lot. She still did her best to apply the makeup. The next thing Taylor grabbed was a red lip stick. She then applied to my lips while how I thought about how weird it was to see my own face up this close and in person. She then applied the rest of my makeup.

I looked in the mirror and realized that makeup really does change how a person looks. Taylor then took my hand and led me into the bathroom and started working on my hair. She started putting my hair in curls and she sprayed this horrible tasting hair spray all around me.

"Sorry for not giving a warning!" She said as I tried to get this awful taste out of my mouth.

I had looked at the clock that Taylor had in her bathroom. I had no idea why she had an old time clock in her bathroom, but I decided not to think into it too much. I saw the time was 3:45. We had been doing for almost two hours! I realized it wasn't an overreaction when they said that it takes girls a long time to get ready.

The next thing we needed to do was find a dress for me to wear to the show. Taylor then handed me several dresses from her closet and told me to try them on. I started to slowly walk into the bathroom before I was stopped by Taylor.

"You don't to go into the bathroom to change, I've already seen myself naked plenty of times already."

With that, I slowly started to strip right in front of Taylor. She looked at me with a look of interest. It was probably what I had experienced when I saw her doing my makeup from before. I bet the same exact things were going through her mind. She handed me the first dress, which was gold dress that went to the middle of my thighs. Taylor didn't like it, so I tried on the second dress. The second dress was a white dress that had black lines going up and down the dress. It was a little tight, but I was able to slip into it and I could breathe without the dress restricting my breathing.

Taylor's face lit up when she saw me in it. "It's perfect!" She exclaimed. "Now all we need is the heels."

This is the part I was worried about. I had always heard from girlfriends and other female friends about how hard it was to walk in those. She handed me the heels and I sat down to put them on my feet. I also noticed that Taylor had long legs, but she had really small feet. So I slipped on the shoes and started to try to walk around.

I thought I was going to trip and fall when I first started to walk around, but it looked like I was a pro by the way I was walking around in them. I thought it might just be Taylor's muscle memory helping me walk around. Taylor was certainly impressed by how I made it look so easy. Looking back at the clock, it was almost time to go. Taylor went over what she was supposed to say as we finished the final touches. We both heard the limo honk its horn as it waited in Taylor's driveway.

She came over to me and whispered "Good luck." as she gave me a goodbye hug. I then walked out the door and walked over to the limo. I opened the door and got in, hoping I wouldn't mess anything up for Taylor.

After a drive of a couple hours, we had arrived at the main event. I was in awe, looking out of the window to see all of the fans waiting for their favorite celebrity to arrive. The flashing of the photographer's cameras was enough to temporarily blind someone. I felt the limo make a stop. The chauffer had gotten out the limo and walked out to open my door. I scooted over to the door as he opened it. He grabbed my hand and helped me get out of the limo.

I stepped on to the red carpet, getting ready to face Taylor's fans and all of the paparazzi that were there to see Taylor. I heard the fans and photographers both scream for Taylor, or me rather, to look at them. I then struck some of the poses I had seen other celebrities do when they were at other events.

I was told to keep moving by one of the security guards who was at the event. So I kept walking, hoping to avoid anyone who knew Taylor. I tried to sneak in before I was met by a familiar face. I was then approached by the lovely Selena Gomez. She came over to me and gave me a big hug.

"What's up girl? How have you been? I haven't seen you in like forever girl!" She said with a bit of slur in her words. It looked like she might have been drinking.

"I've been doing well. How about you?" I politely asked back.

"You know how it's been. Justin's been cheating on me and acting like a little bitch." I giggled to myself at the thought of Selena Gomez calling Justin Bieber a little bitch.

"Hey, after the show, do you want to meet me at my hotel room? I want to catch up with you." Selena asked.

I didn't want to be rude, so I accepted her invitation. We were both then lead to our seats as the award show was set to begin in a couple of minutes. We both sat in our seats as we watched the show. We were about halfway through the show when I was tapped on the shoulder by one the people running the show. He told me it was almost time for me to present the award for best new country artist. I then left Selena and followed the man backstage. As they were about to announce me on the stage.

I felt my heart begin to race faster and faster. I started to get a weird pain in my stomach. The announcer then announced me. I walked out slowly and I was shocked by all of the people in the crowd. I then walked up to the microphone and read of the list of nominees from the paper the man had given me.

I announced the winner of the award, who was someone I haven't heard of. I handed them the award and left the stage. The same man who had gotten me earlier had then lead my back to my seat, where Selena was right there waiting for me. I sat back down in my seat.

Selena then leaned over and whispered "You did such an amazing job presenting that award." I leaned back and whispered "thanks".

The rest of night went alright. The show was really fun. As we were about to leave, Selena came up from behind and reminded me of her little invitation. I then told my chauffer that I would be at the hotel with Selena. He then told me he'd be waiting for me in front of Selena's hotel. I then walked into Selena's hotel with Selena by my side. We walked over to the hotel's elevator, where she hit the button that sent us to very top of the building. We got out of the elevator after getting to Selena's floor. I followed Selena as she walked out of the elevator and walked over to the door of her room. Selena then started digging through her purse until she finally found the card key. She quickly slid it through the door. The door then opened.

Selena grabbed the handle of the door. She then opened the door and we both entered the room. As I enter the room, I ran over to the window and admired the amazing view Selena had just outside her window. Selena then closed the door and jumped on the bed. She grabbed the hotel phone and called down to the front desk, where she ordered a bottle of champagne.