Please start with this series on Part 1. Some of this may not make sense if you don’t. Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story, I use first-person singular (I, me, my, mine) for Andy’s thoughts and third-person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) for Andi’s body. Eventually, I will refer to both Andy's thoughts and Andi's body in th...

Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story, first-person singular (I, me, my, mine) is used for Andy’s thoughts and experiences, while third-person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) refers to events as experienced by Andi’s body and those around her. When Andy is adjusting or responding as Andi, the narration may shift accordingly. E...

Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story, the first-person singular (I, me, my, mine) is used for Andy’s thoughts and experiences. In contrast, third-person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) refers to events as experienced by Andi’s body and those around her. When Andy is adjusting or responding as Andi, the narration may shift acc...

Please read The Secret- Chapters 1 and 2, or some of this wouldn't make sense. June 19, 1999 It was a Saturday, the day of my funeral. Not many people get to attend their own funeral. A week after I was transposed into an 18-year-old's body, things had really slowed down. Ned had closed the pool store for a couple of days. I could see how hard he had taken Andy’s death. He had agreed to give the eulogy. Ned decided that I...

Please read The Secret – Chapter 1: June 13, 1999, or some of this wouldn't make sense. June 14, 1999 I heard Tina's faint voice calling me. “Andi, let's go. We’re going to be late for church.” I felt between my legs, and the brush I had been massaging my G spot had slipped out. As I jumped out of bed, I realized it might not be a good idea to sleep nude. I would hate to jump out of bed, forgetting my state of undress, wi...

June 13, 1999 I have kept this secret for years. At times it was easy to maintain, at times difficult, but as 45 years approach on this body, I feel I have to tell someone (you will understand later). I decided to post it on an erotic story site. I can say I have had anything but a normal life and a very erotic one at that. My life as I know it today started almost 27 years ago. It was the day of my 18th birthday, or shou...