Amazon Pastor The New World of SwapTech chapter 5 by deleted_user

It hit him at 10:18 AM.

The birds went quiet. The air seemed to press inward. And Greg Talbott, elbow-deep in a bag of rose fertilizer, suddenly felt his skin tingle all over. Like static. Like heat. Then—snap—his vision blurred, his breath caught, and the ground seemed to shift under him.

He dropped the bag. Stumbled back into the rosebush. Something was happening.

He gasped, dropping the watering can. His muscles twisted under his skin. Everything stretched and swelled. He straightened—and realized he was taller than before.

He looked down.

And he wasn’t Greg Talbott anymore. Not on the outside.

Golden brown skin. Long, strong legs. Abs that looked sculpted. Hips like a sculpture. His gardening shirt clung to his chest, stretched tight over huge, round breasts. His hair fell in dark waves over his shoulders.

He stumbled to the glass door.

The woman there was stunning. Nearly six feet tall. A body like a fitness model. Full lips. Big, dark eyes. Legs that went on forever.

Greg gripped the frame.

“No,” he whispered. But his voice was low, rich, and undeniably feminine.