Is It Love?!

Part 4 – The End
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What was I missing you ask... I was missing Alex. I suppose it's like browsing for a new car, you look at hundreds and somehow always end up buying the first one you looked at. That was how I felt with Alex; or more without Alex.
It had been a few weeks since our swapping experience had finished. It was an amazing time. Four weeks with a new body every week, however as I said it was my first that I missed the most. The experience was great for him as he was now much better than he used to be, still a little emotional at times but ten times better than before.
There were things about him that I still didn't know, like the scars on his arms, and a certain part of his memories that I couldn't access. Since he hadn't gotten back with Louise, he began to spend more time with me. I loved it, all the new attention that I wasn't used too. It was like he had become my best mate overnight. He must of had the same connection with me that I had with him.
I still had that burning question inside the back of my mind. What were those scars???? Should I ask him about them? Can't hurt can it??
He was lay on my bed one day, just chatting. He rubbed the scars on his arm and suddenly he looked upset and went quiet. I jumped up and asked him.
"So what are those scars? I always got emotional when I touched them when I was you, but I never understood why."
He kept it close to his chest and shrugged it all off at first. Then broke down in tears to me. He told me he had such a tough childhood that he used to self harm. The marks on his arms were the scars from when he used to do it. His dad had rescued him on the last time where he was a out to take his life. He was in Hospital for weeks in a coma. When he woke up he discovered his dad had been sadly taken away from him by cancer. It was an horrific story.
I wanted to help, I told him I missed being him. He told me that in a way he kind of missed being me. I had fallen in love with him. And wished I could be him once again. I needed to make it his idea though.
Days passed by I kept dropping hints to him about helping him out and eventually he took the bait and offered for us to swap places permanently. We ordered the pill this time it cost more than before - a lot more than before, but it was going to be worth it. It arrived days later as before.
We took them in the room where we had done all of our switching last time. As my body began to change, I could feel my parts changing into him and watched as his body became mine. We fell asleep in each others arms. Waking up a few hours later, we had fully swapped.

I absolutely adored Alex, I craved him when he was away; being him made it even more special. I loved the different sensations and feelings that his body created. Even foods that I loved when I was me tasted so much better now that I was Alex. I loved every inch of his body too, all the defined six pack muscles and his sculptured face. When he had his month away from his body, me and the lads got him sorted, got him a tan and manicures and pedicures. Beefed him up a bit. He had continued our good work and now he was perfection to me. He had even got more tattoos. Something I continued to do with my new body.
It was love, it had to be as our friendship soon became love and we could never be separated. Me and Jake, Alex and Jake forever. Finally where I wanted to be with no way back.