My New Life Switching Bodies

A while back I had a blog called "My New Life as a Woman." I've decided to slightly twist the concept with a new blog called "My New Life Switching Bodies". Here is the first post:

It started happening two days ago. I woke up in the morning and realized I was in a strange room. It didn't take long for me to realize the body I was inside was no longer my own. I looked in the mirror to see an unfamiliar face. The person looking back looked like a dude my age. He was in his late 20s or maybe early thirties with an average build. The biggest difference was that he had facial hair while I did not. Switching bodies was quite unexpected, but I kept telling myself it was a dream that I would soon wake up from. Except the next day, it happened again. I went to bed and woke up in an entirely new body. The biggest difference this time was that I was in a body that was a little fatter and maybe a little bit older. I still told myself that it wasn't real, that I must be dreaming. But this morning, it happened again, and this time my body was quite different than my original:

Waking up as a woman was something I was not prepared for. Your movements feel different with breasts hanging from your chest. Peeing is a new experience as well. It was certainly different enough for me to finally realize that this wasn't my imagination anymore, and I'm going to start logging the experiences on the internet in hopes of recording my swaps as best as possible and to try and keep my sanity and a sense of identity. So this is who I am today. Something tells me it's going to be a fun day