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[celebtf]

Controling Noah Beck

Bryce Hall couldn't stand it anymore. Every time he scrolled through TikTok, Noah Beck’s perfect face, charming smile, and millions of adoring fans haunted him. Bryce was no slouch in the popularity department, but Noah’s meteoric rise seemed to eclipse his every move. Fueled by jealousy and frustration, Bryce concocted a wild revenge plan that would change both their lives forever. Late one night, Bryce found himself in a corner of the internet filled with dark, obscure spells. One spell, in particular, caught his eye—an incantation for swapping bodies. "This is it," Bryce muttered to himself, "This will make Noah understand what it’s like to be me."

The next day, Bryce invited Noah over to his place under the pretense of brainstorming new TikTok ideas together. Noah, always friendly and unsuspecting, agreed. As they sat in Bryce's room, Bryce pretended to be engrossed in his phone. "Hey, Noah, check this out," he said, handing Noah his phone.Noah glanced at the screen, confused. "What am I looking at?"Bryce didn't answer. Instead, he whispered the incantation under his breath. Suddenly, a blinding light enveloped them both.

Bryce woke up first after the blinding light had hit their eyes, Bryce now saw Noah’s hands where his own used to be. His plan had worked. He was now in Noah Beck’s body. Bryce now started to flex his new body, dragged his new big hands over the new six pack, feeling the hard muscles. His new hands traveled up his neck and felt his new Jaw and felt the light stubble. He cracked a smile from his new face.

Noah had woken up, trapped in now Bryce’s body, looking around, didn't regognize his hands, started to touch and feel his face, felt the fresh cleaned shaved face and a softer jaw.

"Bryce, what did you do?" he demanded, his voice shaking.Bryce, reveling in his new identity, smirked. "I just leveled the playing field. Now, you get to see what it’s like to be me for a while."

The new Noah took out a piece of paper from his pants and started chanting, he saw his old body freeze and the eyes on the new Bryce closed, he went up to Bryce and whispered in his ears

" You will forever forget ever being Noah, you have always been Bryce Hall, and everytime I snap my finger you will be under my control, now when I snap my fingers you will make up and your old life will be forgotten"

* Snaps *

" Oh hey Noah, did I forgot we were hanging out today ? " the new Bryce asked, the new Noah cracked a smile again " Noo I was just picking up somethings i left here before my meeting with IPHIS ( Noah’s clothing brand ) "

* Snaps *

The new Noah went over to Bryce " I want you to put on the white Jockstrap, it's hidden under the pillow on the bed. When I get back, you and me will have some fun "

The new Bryce still under the new Noah's control went up staires, and the new Noah, well, he could feel a tent forming in his new pants, he grabbed his bulge and laughed, went out to his car and drove away to his meeting, dreaming of what would happend later.

[lgndcolorida]

[fleursdumale-boudoir]

[renauddeputter]

Souvenirs dormants, watercolor, 12cm x 12cm, 07/02/23, (c) Renaud De Putter

[youngmaleheart]

Who wants to check the heart?

[archaictorsoofapollo]

Paul Cadmus - The Bath.

[celebtf]

Archie Andrews and FP Jones swap and become each other

My son's best friend

The night was cold and windy, the storm had moved over-seas and settled down in the small down Riverdale. The tree's gaught the wind and went back and fort, hitting the windows. The rain smacked on the roof very loud.

FP Jones sat alone in his couch this stormy night and watched some TV, some half shitty show that he really didn't pay attention to, he was just very bored since his son Jughead had left for the night to hang out with his best friend Archie. Jughead didn't really tell FP what they used to do, but Ofcourse FP was curious.

Tonight would just be one of those nights were FP stayed up, waiting on his son coming home, eat a late dinner and then go to sleep so he could rest for work tomorrow.

* Knock Knock * somebody knocked on the door to the trailer three times * Knock Knock Knock * again, Fine said FP to himself and turned the TV off and went over to the door.

On the other side of the door was a smal cup with a note. FP picked the note up first not wanting to touch the cup, you never know it could be something conected to a crime, then FP don't want to be a suspect or getting in jail for something.

" I gave you this cup because I heard what you said, take a piece of someone's belonging and drop it in the cup "

FP was not buying it, why would anybody wanting to help him? Was this some kind of joke? He put the note in his pocket and went back to his TV-show, he probably missed the good parts now.

" Hey dad, we are home, Archie followed me home from Pop's. I know, I'm late "

FP looked over at his Son and his best friend, he couldn't punished him for being late, he remember how he was back in the days.

" It's alright son, I'm happy you're home" FP smiled at his son and his best friend and started thinking back when he was younger and about his friends, how he wished he could go back in time and re-do everything again.

" Archie grabb the helmet and jacket, I will drive you home on my bike, it's late and it seems like it's about to start raining"

Archie grabbed the helmet, said goodbye to Jughead and sat behind FP on his bike, grabbing around FP's waist to hold on.

FP got home and it was dark in the house, he took a quick look it to Jugheads room, he was sleeping. FP walked back out to the living room/ Kitchen and put the two helmets down, that's when FP remembered the cup he had placed on the Kitchencounter. He looked and and decided to give it a try, what did he have to lose, probably nothing since it wouldn't work.

FP took the second helmet, he picked up a ginger color hair and drop the hair in to the cup, a small orange smoke came out, FP just did it, he drank the mix and first everything was normal, then he felt his beard fade away, and his stomach started to form a strong six pack, and his pecs and biceps started to muscle up. FP could feel his skin change, like the time went back, his dark circles disappered and he lost the cap and his hair grew out longer and ginger.

" Damn Jughead will love this new body of mine"

Hiii I'm back, I had my work and then my Appendix broke so I had to get rushed to the ER and have surgery. And I have been working on something for the bigger fans that and can... 🤫

[lgndcolorida]

[renauddeputter]

Fritillaires et épines, watercolor, 02/04/23, 20cm x 20cm, (c) Renaud De Putter - with a vase by Tapio Wirkkala.

[alcide-sulfurik]

Photomontage.

Model : Gael Augusto.

[oleksandrbalbyshev]

In my new painting «Hands of God Nebula,» I intended to explore the intersection of cosmic beauty and human sensuality. In this oil painting, I depict a nude man standing against an abstract, dark blue-violet background that echoes the vastness of space. His body, illuminated by vibrant bursts of color—reds, purples, oranges—creates a visual connection to the imagery of the «Hand of God» nebula. This fusion of the celestial and corporeal invites the viewer to contemplate the beauty of the male form as both erotic and universal.

The figure’s posture, with hands resting on his lower abdomen, emphasizes his vulnerability while celebrating his strength and physical presence. Through the swirling, radiant colors, I sought to express a sense of energy and fluidity, evoking both the mysterious grandeur of the cosmos and the intimate beauty of the nude male body. This painting is a personal reflection on homoeroticism, identity, and the profound connection between human and cosmic creation.

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[celebtf]

The Bieber replacement

The hot sun was setting over the Colorado Desert, casting a golden glow on sea of festival-goers at Coachella. Excitement buzzed through the air as fans eagerly awaited the next performer.

Justin had been rehearsing all day, 12 hours in the hot sun, gome through six bottles of luke-warm water just to make this performance the best in his life. Alot was hanging on this, justin's new comeback was coming up and he needed to bring in some buzz and new hype to make the fans wanting more. Justin was truly exusted from this day with rehearsal, he even missed to watch some of his favorit performer, but he knew this was important, he was the headliner.

Justin was walking behind the stage, down the stairs and towards the food stands to get himself some tacos, he really wanted tacos right now after the day he just had. The taco stand was not far away from his dressing room, so he thought why not walk across the field and just change clothes really fast and also take a shower real quick, just fresh up after a long and warm day.

After a quick five minutes walk over the field, justin had arrived at his trailer, or it was more a tiny house, with kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and a place to hang out. Justin found the place quite nice.

He took of his shoes and went straight to the shower, turned the shower on and let the water fall to the ground while Justin started to undress, first his tank-top, then his shorts and his white Calvin Klein underwear and last his socks. He stepped into the shower and felt the water hit is skin, the warming feeling calmed his sore muscles and he could finally relax.

While Justin was showering, back against the door, a pair of gloved hands quietly started to take each piece of clothing out from the bathroom, Justin didn't even see the person let alone hear.

Justin took his towel and started to dry himself off, starting with his arms down to his hands, his chest and abs, his butt and dick and last his hair. Justin was done drying off and started to look around for his clothes but he couldn't find them, even tho he remember talking the clothes off " Maybe I left them on the couch " he thought and grabbed his towel and walked out to the living room.

Justin had just tied the towel around his waist and was stepping outside the bathroom, he started to look around for his clothes but he couldn't find any, which he found weird since he clearly know he took his clothes off. Justin started to get annoyed at himself so he gave up and went upstairs for some new clothes.

As Justin entered his room he feel something, something was not as it should but he couldn't see anything that was wrong. He went over to his drawer to pick out some new underwear, suddenly Justin felt a smack against his head, he blacked out right there.

Justin opened his eyes, he found himself wearing some lose sweatpants and just a regular black T-shirt, but he notice himself being tied up against one of the chairs and he was gagged with a sock. Entering the room was a man dressed in all black, black gloves, black shirt, black pants and a black ski-mask and in his hands he had Justin's clothes from before the shower, Justin's eyes led up, who was this guy? The man placed Justin's old clothes on the floor and left the room, he came back a bit later and and this suit-case looking thing with him, it was probably very heavy. The man placed the suit-case on the floor and opened it up, Justin saw something, it looked like a gun from a space movie.

The man started to unpack everything in the suit-case, it was mostly the gun but some extra parts too it, Justin couldn't really understand what it was supposed to do, clearly people would hear if the man shot him, right?

The man walked towards Justin and started to take out the sock from his mouth. " Don't move and this won't hurt Justin " the man took the guy and it started to light up in a strong red light, it was blending for Justin, but everytime Justin tried to look away the man grabbed his face again "

The man finally removed the gun from Justin's face and started to take off the ski-mask, the man pushed a button and right before his eye's Justin could see the man's apperence starting to change, his hair bleched and his ears got bigger, his eyebrows got bushier and eye's changed color. The man took of his black shirt and you could see his arms starting to buckle up, growing. The man's hands got bigger and tattoos stared to show up, from the hands all the way up to the neck, his chest grew bigger and more muscular and his stomach started to form a hard six-pack, tattoos started to show up even there, Justin started to realized, that was his tattoos, the lion, the crown, the birds, all that was his. The man took of his pants and his legs and thighs started to bulk up and started to show more of Justin's tattoos. Last the man's jaw sharpend, nose got smaller and a light stubble started to grow, the man was a split image of Justin that was tied to the chair.

The man started to put on Justin's white Calvin klein underwear and then the tank-top and last the pants. People would never guess that the Justin that entered the house is not the same as the one leaving. The " New " Justin turned around to his Case and grabbed a piece of Tape and covered Justin's mouth " See you later, baby " the sound of Justin's own voice sended chills down his spine.

Justin saw his Imposter leave, and he was stuck on this chair and people wouldn't even notice.

The Imposter went out on the evening to his headlining set and nobody, not a soul catched The Imposter.

The Imposter had his time of his life up on that stage, nobody knew better. He took of his tank-top and the fans went wild.

After his Performance " Justin " walked off stage, down the stairs and just smiled for himself, even grabbed his cute new bieber butt, so soft. He left the stage area and was walked back to his tiny-housw were he knew exactly what he would do with the old Justin, he can't have him ruin all this for him.

Hiii i just wanted to say thank you all for Welcoming me back, but I also wanted to show my Appreciation for some people. This story was very inspired by @soldiersareyourprotectors and their stories, check them out and follow if you haven't already.

Also @21wanderer and @petew21-blog all these 3 accounts has or still are inspiring me to continue to write. So again if you don't already, check them out.

[lgndcolorida]

[joaocr0wn]

[renauddeputter]

L’ange des ténèbres, watercolor, 2022, 28cm x 18cm, (c) Renaud De Putter

[formlessformless]

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