Content Warning: Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp contains content that some readers might find disturbing, triggering or uncomfortable. This includes sexually explicit activities, strong language, and hateful language and slurs. Reader discretion is advised.
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
Part 1: Wacked Up Wake-Up
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 06:31
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
The dulcet tones of a morning radio host crackled through the speakers of the clock radio, a layer of static coating her voice, caused by a slight misalignment along an analog dial. The volume was loud enough to cause Daisuke Kurokawa to wake up, shutting off the radio before starting the day. He pressed his body up against the bed, stood up… and as he looked over the room, he immediately noticed something was amiss. Everything seemed taller and, as he tilted his head, he saw a strand of curly dark brown hair flutter into his vision. He then looked down at himself, seeing himself dressed in a camisole and shorts, both clung against a thin form that was, without question, that of a woman.
Immediately, panic filled his person, he gasped with his now higher pitched voice, and in this state of shock, he fumbled back onto the bed.
???: “Dear, what is it?”
As a groggy male voice filled his ears, he darted his eyes and saw his true body, still snugly wrapped in a set of sheets, eyes closed. When confronted with this typically surreal sight, he let out a sigh, and looked down at his hands, examining the dark tan complexion that covered one side, and the lighter color on the other. He would recognize these hands anywhere, and after his mind finished rebooting, he exhaled. For he realized he was just in his wife’s body.
Daisuke(Paz): “Somehow… we switched bodies while sleeping.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Oh. I guess that explains why we changed sides…”
With Paz(Daisuke) still waking up, and Daisuke(Paz) recovering from his rapidly beating heart, he rose from the bed to grab the VD 2.0 he placed on the nightstand. Despite his experience being in Paz’s body three days ago, he still found his footing shaky and the scale of the room at least somewhat bizarre, though that could just be the morning jitters.
He looked over the nightstand closely, hoping to find the purple device easily along the white surface, but… he did not see anything. The VD 2.0 was just… gone. The sense of panic resurfaced as he realized this, but before he could get thrown into a tizzy yet again, he saw a colorful sticky note on the table that wasn’t there last night. Immediately, he picked it up and began reading it.
“Good nom-nom-nomming Mom(Dad) and Dad(Mom)! Sorry for the early morning surprise, but after your mediocre performance at the beach on Sunday, you gave me a rain check to swap you two… and I decided to cash it in! Your VD 2.0 is in a secure place within this house, and you’re both scheduled to swap back at midnight tonight. Aim for wild, not mild, and make sure you actually try doing each other’s jobs. I know you have it in ya! ♥♥♥ ~Haruki~”
Daisuke(Paz) groaned as he reminded himself of the… eccentricities of his eldest daughter, putting the note down and turning around only to come face to face with his original body’s naked chest.
Daisuke(Paz): “H-Haruki decided to swap our bodies for the day. I know we said she could pick a day, but at the very least she could warn us of something like this.”
Paz(Daisuke): “I’m sure if we ask her, she’d be willing to swap us back and reschedule this body swap, but if we’re already like this—”
Daisuke(Paz): “We may as well make the most of this.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Exactly. And if I have to spend a day as anyone, I’m glad it’s you, Dear.”
Daisuke(Paz) looked at his wife with a skewed expression at that comment, staring up at her face. The face of a man who, while handsome, was clearly at the cusp of middle-age.
Daisuke(Paz): “Are you sure about that? Wouldn’t you rather spend a day as either of your daughters? You’d still be a woman that way.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Well, that may be more comfortable for me, but if I am going to be someone else, I would like there to be more contrast than… age. I know it’s been a few decades, but I was once as young as them.”
Daisuke(Paz): “You were, I remember. Just because you were young once, does that mean you wouldn’t want to be young again, to be a woman similar to yourself, but with… different proportions?”
Paz(Daisuke): “Daisuke, if you look at yourself in the mirror, I think you’ll agree that I’ve aged with grace. Or at least as much grace as a hover mother can. Would I mind spending a few days as either of my darling daughters? Of course not. But being you is… different on so many levels. Every word I say sounds disparate, as if my natural volume is louder. Every step I take has more girth and weight behind it, more impact due to my height, and just looking at my larger hands is a stark reminder that… I am not myself. It was horrifying at first but now… I find it fascinating. Being in your body during our beach trip felt like a dream, but now that we’re doing this a second time… it feels like something more.”
As Paz(Daisuke) explained herself, Daisuke(Paz) made the bed and opened up the closet, clearly listening while doing routine morning activities, only to be interrupted by a hand falling onto his shoulder.
Paz(Daisuke): “Just watching you go around this room is like viewing myself from a third-person perspective. Except instead of just observing myself, I have a body. A body whose every inch, whose every facet, is different from what I have considered mine.
Daisuke(Paz): “I… can definitely see that perspective. Just watching you move around in my body is a literal out-of-body experience. …It’s too early for heady ruminations like this. Let’s just get dressed and get some coffee.”
Part 2: Wacked Up Breakfast
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 07:19
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
With their schedules disrupted by an unexpected swap, Paz(Daisuke) and Daisuke(Paz) were slower than usual to get their morning started, but once they were dressed and in the kitchen, it almost looked like no swap had happened at all. Paz(Daisuke) was dressed in her husband’s usual work attire, a simple dress shirt and jeans. Good enough to look professional if he was on camera, while still recognizing that one is just working from home.
While Daisuke(Paz) found himself wearing a sleeveless periwinkle dress that went down to his ankles and featured a sizable V-neck, showing off his slender neckline. A dress that Daisuke(Paz) found cumbersome upon putting it on, but as he walked, he found that its long skirt did little to impede his legs, gracefully shifting with every step or small movement. Though this came with a draft, there was something comforting about this light and breezy feeling, having his legs shielded and obscured, while being unrestrained by anything. It reminded him of the swimsuit he wore on Sunday, the feeling of having his entire lower body exposed with nothing but a waterproof pair of underwear protecting his frame. But somehow… it felt far less emasculating to just wear a dress.
With the two dressed for the part, they went about fulfilling each other’s roles, with Daisuke(Paz) manning the stove and making breakfast. While Paz(Daisuke) was on her husband’s tablet, reading through work emails to get ‘caught up’ with her life for the next day. She was sipping coffee and munching away at her eggs as she tried to focus, too self-absorbed to make idle conversation. While Daisuke(Paz) was slowly but surely filling up the plates on the table.
Daisuke(Paz): “So, how did the eggs turn out? It’s been a few years since I did much cooking and—”
Paz(Daisuke): “They’re eggs, Dear. It’s pretty hard to screw them up, and with your mouth, everything tastes so… strange, I’m not even sure if I could tell.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Right. I somehow forgot that until I took my first sip of coffee. Regardless of the body, everything looks and sounds about the same, and while touch is different, that’s largely due to one’s own skin. But taste? It seems like it should be universal, yet it isn’t.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Yeah, it’s…”
As she tried to passively respond, Paz(Daisuke) dug deeper into the work email, opening up documents and trying to understand them.
Daisuke(Paz): “If this is all too complicated, you could just take a sick day. I saved them up for a reason and now seems as good a time as any to take one.”
Paz(Daisuke): “No! Haruki wanted us to live as each other, and I will go to work as you and do your job. I know everything you know about programming, so I should be able to at least follow along with things. Besides… It’s been too long since I’ve been part of the workforce.”
Daisuke(Paz): “You have been teaching people languages for years. How are you not part of the workforce?”
Paz(Daisuke): “That’s true, but my teaching is just a way to keep myself busy. I’m not on payroll, and I don’t work regular hours. It’s been… half of my life since I worked a typical 9 to 5 job. Back when I was a secretary and before we had Haruki. When our kids were still kids, I had to take care of them, take them wherever they needed to be. But Haruki is… Haruki, and Shiaka is so strong and so capable of taking care of herself that I’ve been wondering if… maybe I should get a more regular job. I was worried about my skills being out of date, but… with your skills in my head, maybe I could do your job half as well as you.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Have you even tried programming something since we switched bodies?”
Paz(Daisuke): “Yes, actually. I tried a student level programming project in Java, and even though I didn’t know what it was asking at first, as I started typing… it was like the knowledge just appeared.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Hmm… So, just like how [when I start speaking in Spanish, it’s as if my mind is thinking in Spanish, like a switch was triggered. Fascinating.]”
Paz(Daisuke): “Exactly! …By the way, you know that I have a few lessons booked today, right?”
Daisuke(Paz): “You mean the weekly class at the library and the two afternoon meetings?”
Paz(Daisuke): “I see someone reads my calendar.”
Daisuke(Paz): “You’re my wife and I’m the one who got you to switch from Yahoo to Outlook, so I should be looking at your calendar.”
Paz(Daisuke): “And thank you for that. It was a bit more cumbersome at first, but it makes it easier to arrange meetings and… I think your eggs might be burning.”
In the minutes they spent talking, the scrambled eggs Daisuke(Paz) was preparing had congealed and turned into an omelet, which was already solid on top.
Daisuke(Paz): “Oh… damn!”
With Daisuke(Paz) busy recovering the crunchy eggs bonding with the frying pan, Paz(Daisuke)looked up from her tablet as she heard the sound of footsteps coming up from the wooden basement stairs. She rose up from her chair, awkwardly putting her arms on her narrow hips as she waited for the mastermind behind this to come upstairs. When she did… something was off about her.
She was already dressed, wearing a tunic dress shirt and a pair of white jeans that hugged her plump legs. Her hair was tucked into a large bun, rather than her usual ponytail. She put more effort into her appearance than she would if going in for a job interview, and while this would initially warrant some confusion, there was an all-too obvious explanation.
Paz(Daisuke): “…Who are you, and did Haruki ask before switching bodies with you?”
???(Haruki): “Well, I see we’re all genre savvy at this point. I’m Zoe, and yes, Haruki asked for my consent before initiating a body swap at midnight.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Didn’t you spend enough time as one of our daughters?”
Zoe(Haruki): “Haruki thought that it would be best if I experienced what it’s like to be a ‘fat chick.’ I have had experience being slightly overweight in Maxxie’s body, but Haruki’s is shorter and… less energetic. In fact, I do not care for this substance, but just the smell is enough to ignite this body’s compulsions.”
After casting a blanket of mundanity over this situation, Zoe(Haruki) helped himself to a cup of coffee, grabbing a mug, filling it, and drinking half of it in a single gulp. He let out a quiet ‘ah’ after he drank six ounces in a single sip.
Daisuke(Paz): “Somehow that doesn’t really surprise me. The fact that Haruki wanted to swap with you. You’re tall, muscular, male, young, and handsome.”
Zoe(Haruki): “Yes, I never expected my body to be the most demanded, but when viewing the population of our group… I suppose it only makes sense. If the girls want to be a man, their only options are me, Gem, Ken, or you, Daisuke.”
As Zoe(Haruki) said this, he was staring directly at Daisuke(Paz), who was in the middle of pouring a slightly burnt omelet out of the pan.
Daisuke(Paz): “You sure figured that out quickly. Am I really that unconvincing as a woman?”
Zoe(Haruki): “Now in a way that would arouse suspicions from anyone who isn’t looking at you carefully. But your body language is ever so slightly off.”
After offering that answer, Zoe(Haruki) took a bite out of the omelet, letting it dance across his tongue for a moment before giving his verdict.
Zoe(Haruki): “And your cooking skills are not up to the standards of a housewife.”
With their morning already plenty complicated, Shiaka, or at least Shiaka’s body, came wandering into the kitchen. Her face was beaming, she was wearing a floral print dress, and promptly placed herself in an empty seat.
Paz(Daisuke): “So, if Zoe is Haruki, who does that make you?”
???(Shiaka): “Hmph. Can’t a girl just enjoy a day in her new life without her parents questioning her identity?”
Zoe(Haruki): “You do realize we can just look up who you are on a VD 2.0, right? There is a way to view all active swaps.”
???(Shiaka): “For my sister, you sure don’t seem to be on my side…”
Daisuke(Paz): “Just tell us who you are. Paz and I are going to be a bit too busy being with each other to do family roleplay.”
???(Shiaka): “Fine. I’m Caroline Steticks, Jade’s mom.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Oh? That seems like a … curious swap.”
Caroline(Shiaka): “Well, the swaps Haruki— the real Haruki— scheduled were not one-to-one swaps, so our bodies got scrambled. She said that it would be ‘too simple’ otherwise.”
Paz(Daisuke): “That girl of ours. I will never understand where she gets that chaotic side from…”
Zoe(Haruki): “I think Maxxie succinctly described it as from ‘growing up as a gifted kid.'”
Daisuke(Paz): “Well, I suppose we did spoil her more than we had to…”
As Daisuke(Paz) said that, he turned off the stove and loaded the last of the eggs onto his plate, sitting with this swapped up ‘family’ as they picked away at their breakfast. From the outset, the only difference was that the family got dressed before breakfast today. But for everyone at the table, they couldn’t shake the sense of surreality.
For Daisuke(Paz) and Paz(Daisuke), it was as if they were looking at their original bodies in third-person. The effect made all the more eerie by how their daughters looked to be right before them, while their spouse was nowhere to be seen. It gave things a dreamlike atmosphere, as if they were looking into an alternate reality… when this was just the latest direction their reality pivoted into.
For Zoe(Haruki), he had come to view this sight, their house, as his own for a week, and was used to having breakfasts at this table. If he unfocused his mind, it almost felt like he was eating with the people he called ‘Mom’ and ‘Dad’ last week, sitting by the ‘real’ Shiaka. But then he felt his body move around as he sat in the chair. The cushion of his butt, the boobs bound in his bra, and the mountain of hair on his head, all while feeling his arm drift toward his cup of coffee every few seconds as his body requested more.
While Caroline(Shiaka) found herself immersed in the atmosphere of being part of a family. Of feeling young, of being seen as the daughter of a mother and father. With an older sister by her side, it made her feel nostalgic for an era of her life she never had. Partially because she was an only child, and because she’d never been an 18-year-old girl with no real responsibilities.
Part 3: Wacked Up Work Shifts
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 08:37
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
With Zoe(Haruki) and Caroline(Shiaka) having left for some ‘sisterly fun’ as Caroline(Shiaka) called it, the swapped couple was left with a home to themselves. To an onlooker, it seemed like nothing was amiss.
Daisuke(Paz) was at the kitchen table, pouring over two binders of ‘lesson plans’ and murmuring to himself as he read through them. While organized, they were a collection of handwritten notes, printed lessons from other sources, and formalized typed summaries, explaining the purpose of every lesson. It was a fully legible collection of information, but was also dense, filled with the short-hand common among one’s personal notes. And with both a Spanish and English binder, studying for this almost felt like studying for two related subjects at the same time. Not to take a test, but for a presentation.
Nestled up in the home office, Paz(Daisuke) was left to make herself home at Daisuke’s workstation. She stared deeply at the dual monitors before her, filled with layers of windows as she poked and pried around the myriad tools that were part of her husband’s workflow. Some of which she recognized, and others she didn’t, all while hopping back and forth between productivity software that listed a comprehensive summary of tasks assigned to Daisuke.
Needless to say, it was… a lot. She knew her husband intimately, yet this somehow felt like an invasion of his privacy. She felt like she was starting a new job after lying about her training, completely lost as she inherited the work of a former employee. The building pressure and general depth of this information drew her to drink more coffee, energizing her body while straining her mind to take in these layers of new information. When she tried to take a momentary reprieve, her eyes drifted to the phone on this desk, propped up by a stand, the glass screen capturing her visage and shining it back at her through a black mirror.
All of these factors, combined with the tactile difference in using a larger set of hands, on a keyboard that she would normally find difficult to use, left Paz(Daisuke) overwhelmed. So, she did the sensible thing and called on her husband.
Paz(Daisuke): “D-Daisuke? Could you please come in here?”
With the office door open, and the office so close to the kitchen, it did not take long until Daisuke(Paz) came walking in, carrying with him a kitchen chair that he clumsily plopped down next to his usual desk.
Daisuke(Paz): “I was not expecting chairs to be that heavy, but I guess it makes sense with arms this thin… So, what do you need help with?”
Paz(Daisuke): “W-Well, it’s just that I’m trying to figure out where to start, as there are so many different things that are brought up in your email. So many projects on this virtual board. And so many—”
As Paz(Daisuke) flipped between different windows and programs, Daisuke(Paz) placed his tiny hand on hers, causing her to flinch.
Daisuke(Paz): “With so many people going on vacation for the summer, the whole damn workflow is messed up. I was hoping that you would just open up my most recent files, but I suppose that might not be the most reasonable approach. Here, let me get you started on the Dengine project…”
With her husband at her side, Paz(Daisuke) listened to his words intently, staring at the screen as he opened up various files, and guiding her through how his workflow model worked. He even cited similar projects she could look at for comparison sake and pulled out a piece of paper to jot down notes for her. He spoke with a directness and candor of a quality teacher, while explaining complex concepts succinctly. Paz(Daisuke) tried to follow along… but she was still hung up on the fact that she was watching her body, hearing her voice, explaining these concepts, all as she tried to comprehend what was being said.
She thought that she might need to give up on all of this… until finally seeing the requirements for this project, and looking over the project activity log. It was filled with terms that, a week ago she would scarcely recognize, and written in a language just as foreign. It looked like nonsense initially, but as Daisuke(Paz) highlighted the code he had worked on the past few days… It was like looking at a featureless mesh of colors coming into focus, forming a clear image. It was not crystal clear, with some artifacts and fuzz attached, but it made sense. The words were palatable, the concepts comprehensible, and the goal understandable.
It felt as if Paz(Daisuke) had received hours of training within just a few minutes. As she reached this ‘eureka moment’ she stood up from her chair, slammed her manly palms on her desk, and grabbed Daisuke(Paz). The two found themselves locked in a lopsided hug, Paz(Daisuke) practically squeezing the life out of her spouse’s comparably frail body, while simultaneously drowning him with words of praise.
Paz(Daisuke): “You are so brilliant! I know all of this because of you! You took something impossible and made me get it! Thank you, Dear!“
Daisuke(Paz): “Y-You can thank me by letting me breathe.”
After ending this overly loving hug, and with the clock on the computer reading only a minute until 9:00, Daisuke(Paz) grabbed his chair and started leaving the room.
Daisuke(Paz): “If you need me, I still need to cram for my 11:00 class. But let me know if you have any questions.”
Paz(Daisuke) leaned her head back to answer her husband, thanking him once more, but instead she was met with the sight of her original body’s back. It was something she never had the opportunity to see at a good angle, and could not help but look at it from top down, specifically the rear. Though it was obscured by the dress, she could still make out the curvature of the butt, the child-rearing hips, before her mind leapt back to her body in a tight swimsuit, leaving nothing to the imagination. When she saw that three days ago, it filled her with an excitement she did not want to acknowledge or understand. But now, with her pants tight and underwear taut against her crotch, she could not just ignore what she was feeling.
With a violent shake of her head, Paz(Daisuke) moved her eyes back to her screen, doing the best to ignore the erection developing in her pants. Her first instinct was to fold her legs, to suppress it… but that only achieved the opposite effect.
Part 4: Wacked Up Turnout
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 10:58
Location: Oransen Public Library
The Oransen Public Library was one of the crown jewels of the town, filled with a vast array of knowledge, rentable media, and myriad public resources. However, the most commonly used one was easily its conference rooms. While available to businesses for a minor fee, they were mostly used for public services, such as classes, public lecturers, or, as was the case today, free English classes for ESL members of the township. …Or those outside of the town. Nobody bothered to check IDs or anything.
Paz typically drew crowds of about a dozen people, mostly adults, but somebody must have spread her name around and, with school having just ended, this was basically a classroom. 18 kids, 12 adults, and just one person away from the maximum occupancy limit for this room. Needless to say, being the centerpiece in a classroom with more students than there were desks did not make for a particularly comfortable teaching experience.
After shutting the door and standing at the podium in the front of the room, Daisuke(Paz) was forced to confront the mass of eyes, most young, all eager, staring at him for guidance. He had the binder open at the right page and had read through the course material three times this morning, but that didn’t mean he knew how to teach these people. He had never actually attended one of Paz’s lessons, and while he knew her better than any other person in the world, the pressure to be her was enough to make him doubt this knowledge.
A less calm and collected man would panic, form a coping strategy, or just leave the classroom behind. But Daisuke(Paz) instead took a deep breath, filling his smaller lungs with as much air as they could contain. He felt the blood flowing across his body, reinforcing his new sensory homunculus. To everybody before him, he was Paz. And everybody knew that Paz was a great language teacher.
Daisuke(Paz): “You can do it, Daisuke. I know you can.“
With the sound of her whispering encouraging him, he found the conviction he needed, opened his brown eyes, and greeted the class. With a smile on his face, a hand on his flared hip, and a slightly forced enthusiastic cadence to his voice, he greeted the class. He knew that he would screw up, get some things wrong, but so long as he could teach something to somebody, he would consider this experiment a success.
Part 5: Wacked Up Reconnection
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 12:17
Location: Oransen Public Library
…The lesson was a success, but that doesn’t seem like the most appropriate word. A success rarely involves doing so monumentally well that half of the people in attendance want to have a word with you afterwards. Children had questions aplenty, curious little creatures they are. Parents were trying to book private lessons in person. But most just wanted to ask detailed questions. Ones that caused Daisuke’s nonalingual brain to stagger as he tried to articulate differences and structures in the most succinct manner.
By the time the last student had left, he was all out of business cards to hand out, his nerves were fried, and he was really regretting not grabbing Paz’s usual water bottle.
Daisuke(Paz): “[If this is what Paz needs to deal with in a typical class, no wonder she only does this three times a week…]”
Daisuke(Paz) sat down at a desk in the front row, taking a deep breath as he looked at the ceiling and then down at himself. He was still clad in the same blue dress, but now he could both see and smell sweat dripping from his face and chest. Which was extra impressive considering it was 19 degrees in this room. A cool temperature, refreshing on a hot summer’s day. Or at least it would be in his usual body. In Paz’s body, his arms were covered with goosebumps.
Daisuke(Paz): “[Do they really need to…] Spend our tax dollars on keeping this place so frigid?”
Daisuke(Paz) took another sigh as he wrapped his arms around each other, rubbing his arms with his slender hands, trying to warm up. But before he could, he saw someone enter the classroom. He thought it was a student at first, but quickly corrected himself as he saw Raiyne Underwood.
Considering Shiaka’s sensitivities, Daisuke had made it a point to check in with his daughter’s teachers regularly, and knew most of them by name. And as Shiaka’s English teacher for her entire time at Oransen High, he knew Miss Underwood very well. He respected her as a teacher, she always treated him and Shiaka with respect, and now, with both of them part of the ‘Circle of Swappers’ he knew he would see her more often. …But that didn’t mean he expected to see her here, or now.
Daisuke(Paz): “R-Raiyne? I— ahem— I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”
Raiyne looked at Daisuke(Paz) as if he complimented the weather during a murky thunderstorm. Unsure if she just misheard him, or was missing out on a joke.
Raiyne: “What are you talking about, Paz? We’ve run into each other at this library at least a dozen times since— Oh. Perhaps you’re not Paz.”
Daisuke(Paz): “I’m… I’m not. I’m Daisuke. I’m… spending the day as my wife.”
As Daisuke(Paz) looked up at Raiyne, he couldn’t help but feel somehow… unsettled. She was a tall woman, taller than even him, and now, not only was he at a desk while she was standing, but he knew he would feel even smaller if he stood up. A certain pride within him didn’t want to do that, as it felt like defeat. …But once he recognized this pride, he shattered it, standing up to face Raiyne, a full head shorter than her, presenting himself as a woman in a long flowing dress.
Raiyne: “Wow. So not only did you spend your first day as a woman teaching a class, but you did it in a skirt?”
Daisuke(Paz): “Technically, it’s my second day. But you could call it my first real day. When I was in her body on June 8th, I could barely think.”
Raiyne: “Can you think now, or are you still taking this all in?”
Daisuke(Paz): “I’m still taking this all in. What about you? What are you doing here?”
Raiyne: “I’m here to look for some research materials. I’ve spent the past two days pouring over whatever academic sources I could find discussing body swaps, just so that I would have a better frame of reference to understand what I’m dealing with. When I was in Caroline’s body, it was all so, so overwhelming, and after Verde… lured me into tormenting one of my former students, I realized I was out of my depth.”
While Raiyne composed herself with the candor and poise of a seasoned teacher, there was something about her words that struck Daisuke(Paz) as disingenuous.
Daisuke(Paz): “If you want to get ‘in your depth’ I doubt you’ll find anything half as robust as what you’ve already experienced. You should have your own VD 2.0, so why not use it to broaden your understanding?”
With Daisuke(Paz) immediately poking holes in her plan, Raiyne directed her vision elsewhere, looking for a satisfactory answer to give.
Raiyne: “That is… easier said than done. Beyond my uncle and co-workers, I have a very small social group. Plus, half of the people in the ‘Swap Posse’ are former students of mine. Jade, Maxxie, Zoe, Shiaka, Vivi, Anita, Gem, and Haruki.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Which leaves me, Paz, Caroline, Natasha, Babs, Ken and Elly. Along with that Verde woman and her… wives. The options are not robust, but as far as I know, you haven’t asked any of us.”
A forlorn expression crept onto Raiyne’s face as she was faced with this truth, before sighing.
Raiyne: “I would like to spend a day as a man. Meaning my options are limited to you or Ken.”
Recognizing where this conversation was going, Daisuke(Paz) began to look over Raiyne’s body more closely. Her rich black hair, dark complexion, tall stature, and piercing blue eyes were all things he had long since internalized about her. But if she was offering to swap bodies with him, that likely meant he would be in her body. So he looked down past her face to her chest, covered in a navy blazer and a black scoop neck top. He stared past the baggy material, trying to guess how muscular her arms were or how ample her chest was, but before he could glare further, he was caught by Raiyne.
Raiyne: “Daisuke, I’m a high school teacher. I can tell when someone’s staring at my boobs.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Oh. I didn’t mean to be lecherous. I was only examining your body, wondering what it would be like to be inside of it.”
Even at this point, the novelty of the double entendre of being ‘inside’ someone else’s body had already become less than a novelty among the members of the Swap Posse.
Raiyne: “So you are interested in swapping with me? Wouldn’t Paz feel awkward about another woman being inside of her husband?”
Daisuke(Paz): “I doubt that, but I will ask her about that, and we can arrange something. Just not today… and likely not tomorrow, as I’ll be busy with work.”
In response to this not-so-committal answer, Raiyne shot Daisuke(Paz) a glare, clearly wanting something more conclusive, but before she could press him further, the two heard someone knocking on the door. A middle-aged woman carrying a large bag over her shoulder, clearly coming to this public conference room for a meeting or presentation of some variety. Meaning it was time for them to leave.
Raiyne: “…Just keep me in the loop.”
Part 6: Wacked Up Phone Call
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 13:11
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
As the hours ticked on and Paz(Daisuke) reached the halfway point in her workday, she felt the need to pause and recognize where she was. Her husband left her in a good starting position, and while she was nowhere near as efficient as him, she was making progress, and every other minute, she felt like she was learning something new. These bursts of new knowledge, new experiences, kept her pressing deeper and deeper into her workload, and helped her grow immersed in this situation.
Sure, it still felt surreal to be sitting in such a higher position, needing to bend her head down to view monitors of this height, and, of course, needing to deal with her fat fingers as she typed. But it all felt like a challenge she was overcoming. In fact, she was overcoming it so well that she seriously started thinking she could do this for a living if she was so inclined. …Well, maybe after a few more days, or weeks, of practice.
Paz(Daisuke) started getting back into the groove with a post-lunch check in on her emails… only for her attention to be pulled elsewhere as her phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar Chicago number. She promptly answered it and, after clearing her throat, she responded with her body’s name.
Paz(Daisuke): “Hello, this is Diasuke Kurokawa.”
She half expected this to be a telemarketer or insurance scam artist, but instead, she was met with a booming, friendly voice.
???: “Daisuke! It’s been too long. So, how’re you liking these swappers? If you’re anything like me, I’m sure you and your wife are just loving them!”
Paz(Daisuke): “Uh… I’m sorry, but you are—”
???: “Ken Flare. Sorry about that. You probably don’t have this number handy.”
Paz(Daisuke): “O-Oh. Sorry for not recognizing your voice mist— erm— Ken, but it’s nice to hear from—”
Ken: “Listen, I’ve got a meeting in a few, so I’ll need to keep things quick. You know how I always come to your firm for whatever IT crap I need done, right? Besnik’s good, but he’s just one guy, and we have expensive needs.”
Paz(Daisuke) could only vaguely recall one time when her husband mentioned he was doing some project for Flare Industries two or three years ago, but she was drawing blanks.
Paz(Daisuke): “Y-Yeah, but you see I’m not actually D—”
Ken: “And my wife— Elly— has been right up my ass about making sure everybody in this Posse has enough freedom to swap with whoever, whenever. So, I got to thinking, what could I have a developer like Daisuke do for me that would keep him busy, but not really.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Ken, I’m P—”
Ken: “So I got to thinking about our accounting system. We’ve been using the same old shit since 2006, and it’s time for an upgrade! For something that we can access anywhere, not just locally. We thought about going with The Cloud, but that’s a scam if I’ve ever seen one. Now, our setup’s pretty funky, but Besnik has some ideas and thinks it’d take one person three weeks to get it up and running. …So I’m giving you two months!”
Paz(Daisuke): “Wha— Why?”
Ken: “Do I gotta spell it out to you? You’re one of two men in our little circle, and if you aren’t, I can tell you that you’ll be in demand. The first thing any man wants to do when he can swap bodies is become a woman, and the first thing a woman wants to do is become a man. And they’ve got us outnumbered 13 to 4.”
Paz(Daisuke): “Y-You’re giving Daisuke an easy job with an extended deadline… so women can borrow his body?”
Ken: “Yeah. Not sure why you switched to third-person like that.”
Paz(Daisuke): “It’s because I’m—”
Ken: “And don’t worry, I already cleared everything with your manager. Starting June 15, you’re working for me! Well, through August 15. But who knows, maybe I’ll have to be a dick and snag you for myself. I’m looking at your picture on the website and, I’ve got to say, you’re better looking than 80% of the men I deal with on a daily basis. I swear, just being an executive drains the life of some people’s faces. But you? With those blue eyes alone, I’m sure women go on about how they want to be with you. So is it any wonder why so many of them want to be you?”
Hearing a man compliment her husband like this was odd enough, but hearing this while being in his body… left Paz(Daisuke) at a loss for words.
Ken: “Hell, maybe we can do a little couple swap one weekend. Elly will be you, I’ll be Paz, you’ll be Elly, and Paz will get to be me. I know it might seem weird, maybe a little gross, but… keep on experimenting, and I’m sure you’ll see it my way. …Shit I’m already late. I’ll see you for Haruki’s birthday on Saturday. Until then, keep that body swapper warm.”
Before Paz(Daisuke) could even think of a response, the call ended. She slowly moved the phone away from her head and looked back at her reflection on the screen, At the face of her husband.
Paz(Daisuke): “This… is going to be one weird summer.”
Part 7: Wacked Up Spanish Lessons
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 15:18
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
With the workday near its end, Paz(Daisuke) was tucked away in her husband’s office. The call with Ken still rang throughout her mind, but the complexities of work drowned out her worries and questions about his… arrangement.
While Daisuke(Paz) sat on the other side of the house, in a little nook where Paz gave private Spanish lessons. She had been trying to switch to online lessons as technology improved, but there were some people who preferred learning face to face. Such as the woman Daisuke(Paz) was meeting with today. Dr. Ruby Blitz.
A 27-year-old Black woman, 163 centimeters tall, with voluminous coily hair, dressed in a white dress shirt and black slacks that tightly clung to her body. It looked as if she had put on weight recently, but had intentionally not replaced her wardrobe. The clothes still properly fit her, but they did little to hide her ample curves. With her shirt unbuttoned to reveal a generous portion of her cleavage, and her pants snuggly wrapped around her bottom.
Seeing her walk into his home was surprising to Daisuke(Paz), as while he had seen her before, she looked to have put on a good 10 kilograms over the past two months. However, she carried herself with a level of comfort, as if this was the body she wanted to have for herself. This would have given Daisuke(Paz) something to think about… but he was too busy with the lesson plan Paz prepared for him.
It was a simple string of conversational exercises, demonstrations, and answering questions. Similar to the lesson he gave before the class of 30 people, but far more focused, casual, and interactive. Before Daisuke(Paz) had a lot of pressure put on him, but now, he was just having a conversation with a pleasantly casual woman, interspersed with explanations into the grammatical differences between languages.
Daisuke(Paz): “[Oh right, I forgot to ask this earlier, but how’s work going at the immediate care place?]”
Ruby: “[You know, the same old same old. I wake up early, go to work, and randomness says if the day is fast or slow.]”
Daisuke(Paz): “[I believe you mean busy or slow, but I suppose fast or slow could work in this instance.]”
Ruby: “[No, no. Fifteen in a hundred people in Oransen speak Spanish as a language. So I must speak in a way they understand.]”
Daisuke(Paz): “[Is that easier than hiring a Spanish-speaking receptionist?]”
Ruby: “[The owners are cheap. They…] They keep as few people as possible on staff at a time, and only ten people are on payroll. With Nadia we never have problems with Russian or Polish patients, but none of us speak Spanish.
Daisuke(Paz): “[I would say you speak Spanish, but then you stopped.]”
Ruby: “I… hold on, let me try and… [Only ten people work for my boss, and not one speaks conversational Spanish.]“
Daisuke(Paz): “[Well, you’re certainly getting there.]”
Ruby: “[I’d hope so. After doctor school, learning a second language should be like playing with children.]”
Daisuke(Paz): “[It would be child’s play. At this point, I think anyone would understand you.]”
Ruby: “Tell that to corporate. They… [They don’t trust workers if they list a language on their CV. They won’t let me speak Spanish at patients until I pass a test. Much frustration…]”
As Daisuke(Paz) took in her words, he looked over at ‘his’ purse on the other side of the room. He could correct her grammatical mistakes… or he could switch bodies with her for a few seconds, imparting his now vast linguistic knowledge onto her. It was only at that moment that the power of this seemingly supplemental feature really hit him. With the VD 2.0, languages could be taught not in a matter of months, weeks, or even days, but minutes.
Daisuke(Paz) could reasonably pull this off… but there were obvious problems with this plan that prevented him from deliberating over it for more than three seconds.
Ruby: “[Wait, don’t tell me… ‘They won’t let me talk to the patients in Spanish until I pass a test. It’s very frustrating.’ Is that better?]”
Daisuke(Paz): “[Yes, that’s perfect. See, you’re better than you let on, and I’m sure you’d pass that test no problem!]”
Ruby: “[Well, if you’re so boastful of my abilities, should make this a strong review course?]”
Daisuke(Paz): “[That sounds like a good idea. And once you’re finally talking to other people in Spanish regularly, I know you’ll keep getting better at it.]”
Ruby: “[Thanks for the confident vote, Paz. I’d love to stay and chat, but I have to care for the errands.]”
With that, Ruby got up, and Daisuke(Paz) offered her a warm farewell as he guided her out of the house. Three seconds after she shut the door behind her, Daisuke(Paz) let out a deep sigh and plopped himself onto the nearest seat he could find.
Daisuke(Paz): “Never did I think just talking to people could be so stressful… I don’t know what the strangest part was. My different body and voice. The fact that people were looking up to me as a source of authority. Or the fact that I only knew bits of Spanish up until Sunday… and now I’m teaching it to other people. …What am I saying? It’s definitely being in Paz’s body.”
After taking a moment to rest and chugging a glass of water, Daisuke(Paz) headed into his office, where he was met with the still surreal sight of watching his body work, at his desk, on his computer.
Daisuke(Paz): “Hey Paz, how are you holding up?”
Immediately, Paz(Daisuke) turned around, clearly in the middle of something.
Paz(Daisuke): “O-Oh. I’m just trying to finish off what I can. I don’t want to leave a mess for you to untangle tomorrow.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Trust me, any mess you make, I can clean up. …But do you mind if I check in on where you’re at. You… look like you can use a few pointers.”
Paz(Daisuke): “H-How can you tell?”
Daisuke(Paz) thought she was joking for a moment as he looked at her borrowed face. Admittedly, the expression was subtle, but Daisuke knew his face well, and could tell that Paz was doing that thing he did when he was younger. Trying to act like everything was fine, when actually, he was still putting the pieces together. It was something he learned to avoid expressing after one too many 12-hour-shifts.
Daisuke(Paz): “You have my face. So, what are you in the middle of?”
Paz(Daisuke) quickly rolled through her current workload, and while some of her terminology was wrong or misappropriated, he could tell where she was struggling, and what needed to be done. Rather than grabbing a chair, he decided to simply bend over, resting his arms on the desk and flattening his back.
It was a comfortable enough position for Daisuke(Paz), and with his hands in the right place, he darted from problem to problem. Showing Paz(Daisuke) what she did wrong, making constructive comments, and quickly correcting a few errors. He fell into the same candor he used while teaching earlier in the day, going through problems systematically and throwing around a few tips.
The lecture was paced well enough to normally capture Paz(Daisuke)’s attention. But with her original body spread out like that, with its firm butt only a few inches away from her face, she found her mind drifting elsewhere. …Same with her blood, as her little friend just had to perk its head up inside her pants.
Daisuke(Paz): “Does that all make sense to you?”
Paz(Daisuke): “O-Oh, yes. I’ll see what I can do before I’m done for the day and hopefully you can wrap up this project by Friday.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Hmm? Friday sounds about right considering the progress you’ve made today, but—”
Paz(Daisuke): “Right, I haven’t told you yet. For the next two months, you’re going to be working on a project for Flare Industries.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Oh, really? …Wait, was this something Ken or Elly—”
Paz(Daisuke): “Yeah. Ken gave me a call and talked about how… valuable your body was to this group, and how he wanted you to have a lax schedule this summer.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Huh. I almost forgot that he was a client in the past. What did he mean by ‘valuable’? I know I’m damn good at what I do, but— Oh. It’s because I’m one of the only men, isn’t it?”
Paz(Daisuke): “Pretty much.”
Daisuke(Paz): “Well, that’s one flavor of sexism I never expected to experience…”
As Daisuke(Paz) mused over this matter, he looked over his form, imagining the prospect of it being ‘loaned out’ to the women and girls in the Swap Posse. He knew he was a handsome man, who aged with grace, and he did take care of himself in regards to both diet and exercise. He did not think too much of his form to be honest, but looking at it from a third person perspective forced him to examine it from a new angle. His modest muscle felt massive compared to his ever-slender arms, his skin was far more coarse and thick than that of the form he was currently wearing. And throughout the entire day, he had been pining for his stature. After spending half a day as a woman, he could see the… appeal his body held.
He continued to look over his original body even after settling on this fact and noticed something off with the folds of his pants. Something he immediately recognized as an erection. Without hesitation, his mind shifted to the image of him and Paz making love… but with their bodies as they are now.
Daisuke(Paz) shook his head a moment after this image took shape. He hoped this would be a mere fluke, the result of being in a form he found so attractive and, for better or worse, associated with the very act of sex. He felt he should leave… so he did.
Daisuke(Paz): “A-Anyway, I won’t keep you any longer. Call for me if you need anything. I’ll be… in the kitchen making dinner. …In fact, I’ll make it special, just for you. Like a good housewife.”
Before Paz(Daisuke) could utter a response, her husband had already shut the door, leaving her to go back to her work.
Part 8: Wacked Up Bedtime
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 22:10
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
The evening the two shared was tranquil, yet largely uneventful. Caroline(Shiaka) and Zoe(Haruki) both sent texts claiming they’ll be home late, but their bodies would be in bed before midnight, so they had the house to themselves. This meant Daisuke(Paz) and Paz(Daisuke) could do anything, go anywhere, but the two decided to instead spend the evening at home.
Viewing this as a unique opportunity, Daisuke(Paz) decided to make his mother’s curry rice, following the exact recipe she used back in the 70s. While he loved Paz’s cooking, he could not deny this was still his favorite meal, as every time he ate it, he was hit with a wave of nostalgia for his youth. He wondered how it would taste in the context of a body swap, whether the enjoyment would be mental or physical… only to be met with inconclusive results. They both liked it, and could see it as good curry, but Paz(Daisuke) lacked the memories, and Daisuke(Paz) lacked the palette.
Somewhat disheartened, the two decided to spend the rest of the evening relaxing. Watching a movie together while flexing their newfound nonalingual skills with an acclaimed Korean movie. An enjoyable and well-made film, but one where they felt constantly distracted by… each other. They sat side by side, and while they tried to pay attention to the film, they could not deny that the tension billowing between them was fogging their focus.
A focus that only diminished after they took their showers. Forcing each other to face their bodies without any clothing to obfuscate their beings, to feel the entirety of their forms as water coated their being.
The hour after their shower was… painful. They tried to pass the time by reading, by checking various things, but as their light sleep clothes brushed against their body, they could tell what was going on… but neither wanted to admit it.
This led them to their bed, with both dressed lightly, and the clock a few minutes past 22:00. It was their usual bedtime, and they knew that once they went to sleep… it would all be over, and they would be back to normal. They would have finished this challenge.
Having spent so many hours together, they quickly grew quiet once they laid in their bed. Minutes later, the dark of the night embraced them.
Part 9: Wacked Up Sex
Date: Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Time: 23:41
Location: The Kurokawa Residence
Paz(Daisuke): “…Fuck. I can’t take it anymore!“
With a whispered groan, Paz(Daisuke) opened her eyes to their dark room, only illuminated by the LEDs of two clock radios and the night’s sky past the curtains. It was late. She was tired. And she wanted to go to sleep. But she couldn’t. Every time she calmed herself into slumber, she woke up a few minutes later. All because of this thing gripped within her hands.
She wasted no time pulling down her briefs to halfway down her thighs, causing her penis to creep upward, still as virile as it was when she was taking her shower. It was something she had put inside her hundreds of times over the years. But feeling it as an extension of her body, as a stubby thin little limb poking out from the bottom of the core, that moved on its own and became flushed with heat… was surreal. The surreality made her hesitant to acknowledge it at first, but after spending so much time in this form… her hesitance had faded away.
Paz(Daisuke) gripped her large fingers around her member— all 6 inches— and began to stroke, shutting her eyes as she emptied her mind, focusing not on any activity, but just the sensation. On the rapid beating of her heart, on the firmness of her dick, and the strength surging through her arm. A part of her was worried she might hurt herself as she gripped it tightly, but the tighter her grip grew… the better it felt.
Her breathing grew uneven, louder, and she could feel sweat trailing down her forehead as she felt herself growing closer and closer to the limit. Yet, it stopped. She could see the ending, the finish line, yet could not get through, even as she tightened her grip even further. That is, until a stray image pierced her vacant mind. The image of her having sex with her husband… in each other’s bodies.
Her tight grip loosened, and it was as if the floodgates were opened. All the sexual tension that had been billowing in her body gushed out in a mighty burst. Spraying out of her penis and scattering into the sheet covering her body. Her eyelids sprang open, her lips failed to stifle a guttural grunt, and her mind was assaulted with a shot of ecstasy the likes of which was more focused than any other she experienced.
The feeling came with a bang, she was made aware of every facet of her body, but as the seconds accumulated… this feeling began to fade. It did not linger, it did not persist through her being, it just… dissipated in a way that left her simultaneously content… yet hungry for more. She was definitely tempted to go in deeper, to try her hand at this act yet again. However, as she saw the time before her, she decided to simply tuck up her briefs over her member and finally fall asleep, making a mental note to wash the sheets tomorrow morning.
…But then she felt a hand brace her broad back.
Paz(Daisuke) turned away from the edge of the bed and at Daisuke(Paz). Even in the darkness, she could still see a glimmer in his borrowed eyes. Even in the darkness… she could see a smile on his borrowed face.
Daisuke(Paz): “I know what you were doing… We only have a few minutes, but do you want to… together?”
After a sole second of hesitation, Paz(Daisuke) answered the question by casting off the sheets, rolling over, and placing herself above her spouse. Their eyes locked, and even in the darkness, Daisuke(Paz) could see the lust lingering in his true eyes. Part of him felt he should be disgusted or embarrassed by such a sight. Instead, he felt his nipples grow hard, piercing through the light fabric of his sleep shirt.
Paz(Daisuke): “Yes.“
Daisuke(Paz) could feel the blood rushing to his face, feel the urges push against his body. They both wanted this, but… he wanted this in a slightly different way. As Daisuke(Paz) looked up at his wife, in his body, looking as massive as possible, he placed a hand on her shoulder, shoved her aside, and took rein as the top.
Though surprised, Paz(Daisuke) did not resist as their positions were reversed. She was now looking up at her original body, and before she could ask what her partner was doing, he cast his shirt off, flinging it into the darkness. The outline of naked breasts, visible in the moonlight, was enough for her to get her second wind, and just as she felt it stretch her briefs, she felt a pair of deft hands tear them off her body.
The tension was enough to leave her erection standing as tall as possible, and right as it reached this apex, Daisuke(Paz) made his move. With a deep breath, he aimed his lower body on the mast before him, carefully inserting it inside him. His breathing grew erratic as he sank lower and Paz(Daisuke) sank deeper. By the time they were locked in together, by the time his vulva was kissing the base of his wife’s shaft, he let out a deafening gasp from the deepest part of his diaphragm.
Fear covered the room for a second, and in the darkness surrounding them, their eyes somehow found each other
Daisuke(Paz): “You know, the moment I changed into your swimsuit, I wanted this. I thought I was a narcissist but…”
With the swiftness of a beast, Paz(Daisuke) grabbed her former body, and joined their lips for a kiss, invading her former mouth for some seconds before setting her partner free.
Paz(Daisuke): “If you’re a narcissist, I am too. …Do you know how much I wanted to just break out and work this dick? Too fucking long. Now, fuck me woman!”
With a coy smile slowly growing on his face, Daisuke(Paz) nodded at her remark, and began to ride his true body like a steed, bouncing his tight butt and shaking his hips as he rocked the dick inside him. Every new angle he brushed against was as if he was uncovering an entirely new part of this body, and each one was just as sensitive at the last. His hesitant shaking grew more intense, before blossoming into something full-on frantic.
Their voices began to grunt in pleasure simultaneously. Paz(Daisuke) began to thrust her hips upward as she grew restless just lying on the bed. And Daisuke(Paz) groans grew higher and higher pitch as the intensity billowed. He felt small and vulnerable, while his partner felt larger and mightier than she ever had before.
Though they were enjoying their ride, they felt themselves barreling toward the climax, eager to finally experience the undisputed apex of pleasure attainable by their new forms. They felt it grow close, and closer, and closer until—
Their senses faded into nothing, before resurfacing a moment later.
Before either party could determine what happened, their bodies told them. Daisuke was met with the sensation of his dick unleashing his load. While Paz felt her husband’s hot billowing semen splatter within her body. They came. They came together. And by no stretch of the imagination, would they say they did not feel good when they were met with this natural high.
Daisuke groaned, Paz moaned, and as the declining action followed this climax, the two felt their hearts slow, and their eyes linger upon each other in the darkness. Even in the darkness, they could tell what the other was thinking, and in racing to say it first, they spoke simultaneously.
Daisuke & Paz: “…We need to switch back.”
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0 Main Page
Act 1: SwitchY Swap
May 16th: Prom Pomf Pomf Preview
May 29th: Enter Verde’s Doohickey 2.0
May 30th: Let’s Get Swappin’
May 31st: Flare Family Fiasco
June 1st: Graduation Day
June 2nd: The Kurokawa ‘Sisters’
June 3rd: My Day As Zoe Xing
June 4th: Love in Seoul
June 5th: Sister Mother and Sister Daughter
June 6th: Back 2.0 Basics
June 7th: Assembling the Posse
June 8th: Anita Neukar in… Vivi Gaimz
June 9th: Mother Daughter Heart-2.0-Heart
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
June 11th: VAG Swap
June 12th: Terra’s Tomorrow
June 13th: Haruki’s Birthday Bash
Act 2: CHAOTIC CHANGES
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans
June 15th: Aku_Mako’s E3 2015 Rundown – Day Zero
June 16th: Transform Sex Power
June 17th: Erotic Blitz
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
June 19th: Date Night Cubed
June 20th: Chicago Diamond Symphonia
June 21st: The Father’s Day Resurrection Special
June 22nd: Nazz and Liang Do Flare Industries
June 23rd: The Kurokawa Family Visits the Museum of Science and Industry
June 24th: Whatever Happened to… Yuccot Kikansky?
June 25th: A World Where The Gamers Won
June 26th: Bond Xing
June 27th: SSS – Sizzling Sexual Summer
June 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
June 29th: Caroline and Raiyne’s Cabin Logs
ACT 3: WORLDLY WONDERS
July 1st: We Lost the Remote in Tokyo!
July 2nd: Maid Café Mishaps
July 3rd: Pier Parties and Peaceful Palavers
July 4th: The Freedom To Get High At Burger Queen!
July 5th: From Nippon With Love
July 6th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 1
July 7th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 1
July 8th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 1
July 9th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 2
July 10th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 2
July 11th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 2
July 12th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 3
July 13th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 3
July 14th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 3
July 15th: Utage Three-Point-Oh!