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Dinners with Dad

Part 1

I grew up in the city of Chicago and I was so lucky to get a football scholarship to Arizona State.

I'm Brett and a only child.

My dad had a great job with a development company from drugs to electronics to make the human body better. And I could go to any college I wanted. But a scholarship.

Mom really didn't want me so far from home. So when my dad was offered a transfer to Arizona. My mom begged him to take it.

My father sacrificed a lot. Giving up his life in Chicago where he's been his entire life to move the Arizona just so mom could be closer to me.

I even had a bedroom at there new house. It was very close to campus.

He made the move just for her. Leaving all his friends behind. The sad part is the shortly after they made the move mom passed away unexpectedly leaving my father alone.

I try to make as much time for my dad as possible and introducing him to my all my friends. Just so he would not be alone. At time he felt like he fit in with my group of friends. But the age difference was hard for him.

I would go to dinner with dad as much as possible. He enjoys cooking and BBQ. Inviting my friends over too.

Lately after dinner I ended up crashing in my room and spending the night. So much food and I seem to make me sleepy. What was weird. I remember going out with my friends. Well that's what my memories tell me.

Dinner with dad was amazing. My dad was so happy. I remember going down the hall to my room. Little rest before going out with my friends later in the evening.

What I didn't know. I was knocked out cold and my father would strip me of all my clothes. Between pouring a formula down my throat or give me injections he was swapping our bodies.

You sleep well. I just going to swap our bodies just like a few times before.

His body would melt inside into my body. And he take control over me. He pull his arms in and do a push up type move. And his body would stay there naked on my bed. Only thing was I was in it.

Once he became me. He had my memories, my knowledge and mannerisms.

Time for him to get adjusted to my much large and younger body. Back to my room to get ready for that night plans.

Goal for tonight was to workout with my best bud. And he never knew it was my dad in my body. He had me down perfectly.

Weird part. I wake in the morning back in my in body with memories of all the time my father was me. I went to the gym. I feel like I went to the gym.

I don't know how long my dad been doing this to me. I have a feeling he going to football practice and even gone to classes as me.

I wonder if he can control what I know and will remember when he is me.

The only reason I know is he has clothes my size in his closet. Stuff I never worn. Label brands I never purchased. Is he posing as a rich brat version of me. LOL.

It was when I saw this picture of me online. I never been on a hike or camping. I don't even have those clothes or boots. But they are in my dad's room.

That's when my father had to come clean. He told me he's been swapping bodies with me for over 2 years now.

I said to him that explains a lot all the weird memories of doing things I don't really remember doing. And why you have clothes my size in your room.

I was also kind of flattered that my father wanted to be me. And experience my life from my eyes.

I made a suggestion maybe next time you can be somebody else maybe one of my friends, not me and we can hang out together. Or if there's somebody at his work he'd like me to be. Or we could team up.

My dad starts the laugh and goes, boy you took this a lot better than I thought, And you want to take part in it.

An opportunity to be somebody else other than yourself that's got to be so cool.

A my dad goes to me it was real fun being you at times and going back to my college life or should I say your college life.

Maybe this week, you can bring your workout buddy to dinner. I'll show you how I do the swap. And go workout after.

And next week. I invited my office assistant over for dinner. You can become him.

He very handsome and wears very nice suits. (My dad has a smile on his face. Little evil.)

Sounds like fun. Take you kid to work day. As someone else.... LOL

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The desired role

I never thought my life could change this drastically. Let me tell you that I once was a strong and fair cop but I lost all of that quickly without fully realizing what I did. It all started a few months ago on this fateful afternoon.

On that day I was on my patrol, driving around in my police cruiser looking for potential trouble as usual.

I had gotten a call from a young woman that it seems like a young man is selling himself for sex to other men in a more remote area of the town. I was driving around there to see if I could spit him and I could after a fee minutes of searching. I carefully parked the cruiser and tried to sneak up on them. They were in the back of an alley. I could see the young man wearing skin tight latex from neck to toes. He was getting fucked by an older man with a beer gut while another man demanded the young man to suck his dick. I came closer but one of the older man noticed me and started to run. I quickly started to run towards them, shouting at them to stand still. The second man pushed the young man towards me and started to run away too.

I catched the young man and could only watch as the two old men ran through a backdoor and closed it. I handcuffed the young man and then walked up to the backdoor, trying to pry it open but to no avail. The thick metal door didnt move a bit. I got back to the young man and looked at him thoroughly. His body from neck to toes was covered in latex, even his hands. The only places free of latex was his crotch area and a hole around his butt. His dick was locked away in a chastity cage. He seemed intimidated by me as he didnt even reach my shoulders.

"Are you even old enough to sell yourself in this 'business'?", I asked him starting to walk him towards the cruiser.

"Is this regarding my size? Yeah I know I look young with my 5' but I can assure you that I'm 26 years old.", he answered cowardly.

"Do you have any ID to back up that claim?"

"No. I lost everything around 4 months ago."

I pushed him into the backseat.

I got into the car on the drivers seat.

"Whats your name?", I asked opening the criminal justice information system.

"Jordan Blight.", he said. I could hear him starting to sob.

I entered his name into the computer and found multiple things about him. It started with him disappearing, followed by multiple offensive crimes.

I exhaled deeply. By the looks of it this guy would now go to prison even though I knew that from the way he looked he wouldnt survive a week there.

Jordan must've had a similar thought as he started crying.

"Please... I'll do anything. I just cant go to prison. Please!", he cried.

"Sorry man, but I cant help you.", I answered looking at him through the rearview mirror.

"Please...", he continued crying. "I'll do anything... do you need sexual relief? I'm supposedly good at it. Do you need someone to talk to? I'm a good listener."

I stayed silent. I felt somewhat pitty for him and his situation.

"Do you need someone to get drugs? I know some who have them.", he continued.

I looked at him concerned.

"Or do you want me as an insider? Or should I be your slave?"

I subconsciously moved an eyebrow and unfortunatly Jordan noticed it.

"What was it? The insider or the slave?", he asked with a grin.

I cleared my throat.

"How did you get in your situation? I mean I wouldnt choose to walk around in a latex suit covering everything but my head, dick and ass.", I asked.

"Changing the subject, I see.", he snickered. "I was drugged by some I considered friends. They stripped me, put me in this latex suit and cock cage. They also made sure that I dont get out by welding the zipper fully into the suit. They then brought me here, into a city I dont know to make me a sex slave. And they succeeded. I got addicted to sex and drugs over the last few months. It feels like I know more about the taste of dicks and cum than real food. It feels like I dont even remember how it feels to wear something else than latex."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I - I dont even know what to say.", I said.

"Say if it was the slave or the insider.", he laughed.

"Neither. Just a weird thought I sometimes have."

"Tell me about it."

I felt torn. He had the right appearance for my weird wish but he was just a stranger, even more a stranger I've just arrested. But I still had this feeling that I could tell him.

"Since I was in pre-school I was the tallest guy and even without working out I was pretty muscular.", I said. "And I dont know why as my family isnt tall at all. Since then I started to get this wish, to feel small. Even get somewhat humiliated."

It was a weird silence.

"I didnt see that coming.", Jordan said. "You, this hunk of a good looking man, wants to be humiliated. You want to be in my position?"

"Yeah, I do.", I said. "I just want to know how it feels."

"Well, I'd do anything to not go to prison but I dont know how much I could humiliate you."

He chuckled.

"I mean I'm 5' and you're like 6'3.", he added.

"6'5 to be precise.", I said. "I could have something that would change this situation. Only if you're down for it."

"I'd be doing it if it means that I wont go to prison, so yeah. Tell me, what is it you have."

I moved around in my seat, fearing his reaction to what I would tell him.

"I have a body swap item with me.", I told him.

He bursted out into laughs. It was almost contagious. Almost.

He slowly caught himself again.

"You cant be serious!", he looked at me. "Oh shit, you're serious."

"I dont know if it works but it could be your way out of prison if you do it with me for a short time. Its said to be reversible so we'd swap back after that session of ours.", I said.

He thought about it for a moment.

"Sure, why not. I always wondered how it felt to have a body as incredible as yours."

"Then its a deal.", I started the engine and drove us to an even more remote area of the city.

When we arrived I turned off the cruiser and got out. I opened the trunk of the cruiser and took a strange needle out of it. I closed it and opened Jordan's door. I pulled him out and pushed him into an abandoned alleyway.

I unlocked his handcuffs and he rubbed his wrists.

"So how does this work?", Jordan asked.

"We have to prick a finger each with this.", I held the needle in front of him. "Then the pricked tips have to touch and then we swap or transform into each other. That wasnt fully clear."

"Then lets do it.", he answered.

I took one of his fingers and pricked the tip. He let out a slight gasp. Then I pricked my finger and held it up. He pressed his finger against mine and I immediately felt a weird sensation, as if a force was pulling my whole body from my finger.

Jordan musst have felt it himself as he pulled his hand away. I looked at him and noticed that he started to grow, not just in height but also in terms of muscles. His latex suit got pulled thinner and thinner before it finally ripped in multiple places. The scraps of latex fell to the ground, revealing Jordans new muscular body that was still growing. I could immediately see that his muscles looked like mine. Jordan marveled at his new body, already smelling his armpits or feeling his abs. I looked down at his dick to see if it was growing too and it did. It was already straining against the cage before the cage sprung open and fell to the ground. Jordan's dick was the spitting image of mine and it was rock hard.

Jordan was almost the same height as me now and only his face looked different. A beard stubble was starting to grow on his cheeks as his bone structure started to morph into mine. His hair grew shorter and his eye color changed. It took only a few seconds and it was as if I was looking into a mirror. A naked mirror.

"This is incredible!", Jordan said feeling his biceps. "We could be twins right now! But shouldnt you look like me?"

"Yeah, I thought I would transform too but until now I only have this strange feeling.", right then the feeling changed and I started to shrink. While shrinking my uniform felt heavier and the gun holster looser every second and suddenly my pants, including my boxers, fell to the ground. My jacket and vest were huge on me, my hands didnt even stick out of the sleeve anymore and my dick was hidden behind the vest but I could feel how hard it was. It was almost painful.

I looked at Jordan and he had a huge grin on his face.

"Your manly face on my body wearing a uniform thats to big for you is just a funny sight to behold.", he said not letting go of his new muscles.

I started to feel my face change. The receding beard as well as the quickly growing hair tickled. With a faint plop I could hear my bones change and then the feeling vanished.

"Looks like I'm the officer now.", Jordan said.

He grabbed me by the throat and lifted me up. I could feel my socks and boots slip off my feet before I felt the cold ground beneath my butt. Jordan had dropped me.

"Man this strength is crazy!", he exclaimed.

I coughed a few times, trying to get my throat to feel normal again.

Jordan grabbed my arms and quickly pulled the rest of the uniform off of my body. I was now sitting on the cold floor completely naked.

Jordan dropped the vest, jacket and undershirt. I could hear him breathing heavily.

"I havent worn real clothes for months.", I could hear him say to himself.

He picked up my boxers from my pants and looked at them in his hands. He quickly smelled them and let out a quiet moan before carefully slipping his legs through them. He pulled them up to his hips and took his time to position his new big dick in a comfortable place.

It looked like Jordan quickly forgot about me because of the uniform.

He continued by pulling my socks out of my boots before pulling them over his feet and muscular calves. He wiggled his toes and giggled.

He grabbed the undershirt and pulled it over his broad chest. I marveled at how great it fit him. I now saw that I truly knew how to show off my body.

He removed the gun holster from the belt before stepping into the pants. He closed the belt and added the holster back.

He grabbed the jacket and quickly put it on before adding the vest onto his torso.

The last thing left were the boots. He seemed to almost celebrate this. He grabbed them and slowly unlaced them. He relished stepping into them, I could see it. He tied them again and took a few steps.

"This feels so good. Wearing real clothes, a uniform even. And then wearing shoes again. No more barefoot in latex.", he said.

Standing before me really was the spitting image of me, officer Stephen Benson. An officer with a bright future, thinking about how he could do anything as me now made my dick even harder.

"What are you going to do with me, officer?", I asked trying to get his attention.

He helped me up before pushing me face first against the wall.

"You can be more than lucky I got my uniform back. Impersonating an officer is a serious crime!", he said.

I felt him rubbing his crotch against my back.

"That was all just a big misunderstanding sir!", I answered.

I suddenly felt how he put the handcuffs around my wrists on my back.

"Misunderstanding or not, you're going to jail.", he said.

I got nervous, was he just roleplaying or taking over my life. I wanted to be submissive but I didnt want to go to jail. The thought of him taking over made me even harder. My dick was pressing so hard against the dirty brick wall.

"You're lucky as I'm in need of sexual relief.", he turned me around to face him. "And you may not go to jail if you go down and do a thing for me."

Jordan had a devilish grin on my old face. I went down and he immediately pushed my face into my old crotch. I could smell the fabric as well as the stench of my old sweat. But most of all I could feel the outline of the beast inside the pants that was once mine.

He continued pressing my face into his crotch.

"Worship me. Worship my muscles and uniform!", he said.

I couldnt answer because my face was pushed so hard against his crotch but I managed to move my hands behind my back to get his attention there.

He bent himself over me to unlock one side of the handcuffs again.

I immediately moved my hands to his firm butt and squeezed it. My hands slowly ran down his legs, feeling the muscles beneath the fabric every time he flexed his legs. I knew that it should be wrong, worshipping your real body but it just felt so good.

My hands went down further, now slightly massaging his calves before I ran my hands over my combat boots he now wore. Touching the leather felt surprisingly good so I kept working on his feet. That combined with inhaling the musk of my old crotch and uniform felt intoxicating.

"Take it out and suck it!", I heard Jordan order with my old deep voice.

It sent chills down my spine knowing that I sounded like that before but now I wasnt in control of it or any other part of that body.

I opened the belt and pants and pulled out his dick. It was more than massive from my point of view and it was already throbbing and leaking pre-cum.

I opened my mouth and Jordan saw that as his opportunity to push the full 8 inches down my throat. I thought that I would have to throw up but this body had like no gag reflex anymore. I continued sucking on my old dick while Jordan controlled my speed by having his hands behind my head.

It felt weird and at first I didnt knew what to do but it only took a few seconds before the muscle memory kicked in and I started sucking like a pro. I could feel the veins pulsate in sync with Jordan's heartbeat. I used my tongue to play with it and I heard Jordan moan every now and then.

He suddenly grabbed my head more tightly before I felt his dick erupting in my mouth. I immediately started to swallow and tasted cum for the first time. The salty but still somewhat sweet taste was weird at first but it felt more normal with every string Jordan shot into my mouth.

"Dont spill.", he said panting.

I swallowed everything before he pulled me to my feet again. He turned me around again and I could immediately feel him running his dick along my ass. He pushed it in without warning but it didnt hurt at all.

"Damn, my hole was loose.", Jordan said. "I have more to give to you."

He pounded me hard but it still turned me on more. Knowing that the roles would be reversed in reality. I should be the muscular officer and Jordan should be this twink but right now I was living my phantasy.

His thrusts changed pace and I could feel how he prepared to unleash another load into me. He pushed me tight against the wall, his hands on my hips as I felt him shooting his warm and slimy masculine seed up my ass.

He pulled out and I felt him wiping off his dick on my butt cheeks.

I was covered in sweat but it felt great to have been used like this and I bet Jordan loved being a muscular officer too.

I was awaiting that he would unlock the handcuffs again so that we could swap back but he suddenly grabbed me with full force by my neck and threw me to the ground.

"You let something drip out of your ass!", he said firmly pointing at his feet. "Go on and clean my awesome combat boots."

I got on my knees and licked the cum off of my old boot. It tasted just like before, only that it had now dirt mixed into it. I was almost done licking as I felt a few finger intrude my butt. Jordan pulled them out again and tasted it.

"Damn man, this body tastes good.", he said.

Suddenly we both looked intensely at each other knowing exactly what caused it. It felt like a damn broke in our minds. My mind got flooded with the memories of Jordan and he probably got access to my memories.

"This- this changes everything!", he said.

He pulled me up.

I cleared my throat to sound manlier.

"Are you ready to change back? There are spare clothes in the trunk of the cruiser you can wear after that.", I said.

"No man.", he said.

"What do you mean, no?"

He pushed me against the wall again.

"You wanted to be me. You wanted to be humiliated and I agreed to escape prison.", he flashed me a quick smile. "But I'm the man now. I have the muscles. I wear the uniform. We'll do this my way now."

"But- but you cant just be a cop and do my job. I cant stay like this."

"You enjoyed being like this."

He gestured to my small, hard and slightly leaking dick.

"And I more than enjoyed being you.", he continued. "You have two options now, 'Jordan'. Keep complaining about swapping back and I'll send you to prison. Or get into the car and be me."

I stared at him in shock.

"It's Thursday, right?", he asked.

"Yes."

"Then lets make a deal. We stay like this till Sunday. If you then still want to swap back we'll do it. If you want us to stay like this we'll stay."

"Deal!"

He grabbed my balls tightly and I let out a loud, uncontrolled moan. He laughed.

"Good. I still have to be on my patrol for 2 more hours. So I'll leave you here. You wanted to be humiliated so you have to make a choice. Stay here until I come back to get you or look around searching for clothes. But if you do, time is running. I wont wait here for you when I'm finshed.", he said.

He laughed again and walked to the cruiser. He stepped into the driver seat, started the engine and left.

Only then I noticed that Jordan managed to place his old chastity cage on my dick.

I didnt fully understand how it got this far but I felt good. The humiliation was everything I always wanted but I still felt the urge to get my body back. I was excited to see what the last few days would bring.

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Am I in trouble officer?

“I'm about to finish my shift and I'll be home in 25 minutes, I hope when I get there you have dinner ready, my drink and you're completely naked, or else we're going to have to repeat last week and I don't think you'll want another purple eye"

I know it's wrong that that boy has completely taken over my life and he humiliates me like this but I can't help but feel so hot every time he threatens me like that with my own voice, my own body, and my old police outfit.

When I met Jason he was just a guy selling his ass on the streets for a little weed, a drink, and a dry place to spend the night, One day like any other I made my little rounds through the streets of my town and found him giving a fat guy a blowjob outside a gay bar.

At first, Jason tried to deny everything and run away however in his small skinny body it wasn't too hard for me to reach him I used to train every day at the local gym with my friends from work and he was the biggest, strongest, and most handsome guy in all the police station. Of course, that was before Jason and I switched bodies.

I put the handcuffs on him put him in my patrol car and on the way to the station he began to tell me a little about his life that he lived on the streets that this was not his first rest And if he had another problem with the police he would go directly to prison I try to beg me to I let him go. He even offered to give me a discount on one of his jobs, but I had other plans.

I had been keeping a little secret for a long time my grandfather left me in his inheritance this strange magic stone with the unusual ability to swap bodies of two people And that wasn't my only secret all my life I was always the biggest boy on my whole street and of all my friends they all used to respect me but I wanted to. Exactly the opposite had been saving the stone for a moment like this to fulfill my most twisted sexual fantasy.

- Listen boy I propose a deal that will benefit both of us, you stay free and I have something from you in return- I parked the patrol car in a lonely alley and inside the car, I convinced him to explain to Jason what exactly he wanted, while I explained the company's logo to him. magic stone and my strange fantasy his serious and worried face changed to one of laughter and mockery it was obvious that he would not believe me but I had witnessed the power of the stone many times when I and my grandfather used to exchange our bodies when I needed one of his advice or he needed my young body to have some action with some girl.

From the trunk of my patrol car I took out a small case that contained the strange stone of blue and red tones -Just... extend your hands and you will see- I took the stone between my fingers and dropped it on his hands that were still incapacitated by the handcuffs of steel.

The instant the stone touched his hand our souls were exchanged. That was how magic worked. He wasn't Sean anymore. The huge, muscular cop who had a whole future ahead of him right now was Jason, a skinny, weak 23-year-old addicted to marijuana and rough sex.

While I was trying to get used to my new social position Jason just looked at himself in the police car rearview mirror looking at his huge muscular strong chin and running his hands over his pecs and chiseled abdomen he looked like he was enjoying it and that turned me on.

-So… am I in trouble officer?- I tried to sound as innocent as I could to get Jason's attention and let him pay attention to worshiping himself and start submitting to me, I think it worked too well because at that moment Jason walked out The patrol car dragged me out of it and pushed me against the dirty brick wall against my will. As Jason used my strong hands to submit me I was totally horny and with a hard choice between my tight shorts.

I think Jason turned on as much as it was almost natural what he was doing, He was guided by the adrenaline, put both hands on my shoulders, and made me kneel to sniff his crotch warm and smelling of semen and sweat that dripped from how hot it was. and all the adrenaline that flowed through his veins, maybe it was the first time that Jason had control over someone but it was almost as if he had been born for this.

He forced me to unbutton his pants and take his hard cock out of them, then he put both hands on my head and pushed me against his erection, I had never seen my cock from this angle, maybe I should have shaved this morning because my balls were growing laughing black hair that I force myself to lick along with my balls. I was so excited at that moment that even with my hands tied I began to masturbate with my delicate fingers, my new cock was tiny, inferior, and quite sensitive.

-Open your mouth…- I had to obey and I swallowed it whole the taste was salty and the smell was quite strong I was in paradise, he couldn't help but moan using his new thick voice while some lights from the apartments next to the alley where we are turned on it seemed that people were watching us watching as he submitted me, at this moment I ejaculated a small and stinky load that was polished black boots that he now had between his huge feet.

While he had a smile on his lips he forced me with his voice and his authority to kneel at ground level and lick his boots and I did and loved it. I had completely lost my mind and now I was completely in his power, I reached out my tongue to lick and clean his boots a hot load landed on my back and my head completely staining the last of my sanity.

After that, I stood up and without warning, he put his huge hand on my throat - listen "Jason" you have two options the first is to return to the patrol and serve my sentence in prison forever, and the second is to serve me So you decide how do you want to spend the rest of your new life-

And I don't regret what I've done to him, I moved to my old apartment and now I sleep on the sofa, "Jason" had never been so happy and if my master is happy I am too. Now I have to finish dinner or he'll hit me again...

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