#middle aged to young adult

[artificial-transmutations]

Two sides of the same coin - A day at the beach

The sun was beaming down brightly, and Ben had a wonderful day on the beach. He was on vacation and here with some friends. Being the only single in their social group, Ben often felt like the fifth wheel, but he didn't mind that. While the other guys were out with their girlfriends in the city, window shopping or sightseeing, Ben could just lay on his towel, soak up some rays and watch people going by - especially girls of course. There were a lot of beautiful girls here and at some times, Ben considered hitting on one of them, but the truth was that he was just too lazy. So instead, he enjoyed watching the ladies walking by while thinking about how hot they are.

Of course, there were also other men on the beach, for example the one not too far from him, sitting under a parasol and reading a book, while simultaneously looking at his phone. It probably wouldn't hurt that guy to get out of the shade and soak up some sun, Ben thought, considering how pale he looked.

Jason, the guy in question, was trying hard to relax, he really was. But neither reading nor browsing the occasional meme site really helped. Sure, he had his peace and quiet here, but he found himself watching the time pass, bringing him closer and closer to the end of his day off. Both off work (which he hated) and away from his wife (which he ha... found difficult at times). He sighed. He was already in his 40s and it felt like most of his life story had already been written. He was married, had no kids, worked in a dead-end public service job and each day was like the next. If he somehow had the chance to start over again, he would probably do things differently. Like, not marrying so early. He grimaced, as he saw another message from his wife dinging into his phone, checking up on him.

He put the phone down in the sand besides him, deciding not to answer. That would probably be a bad idea coming back to him this evening, but at least for now it gave him so much needed peace of mind. As he put down the phone however, he noticed a small object half buried in the sand. A small coin, glittering in the sunlight. He would need to have a closer look later, he decided and pocketed it.

Immediately, the coin vanished while still in his hand. Jason didn't have much time to think about it though, as not only the coin vanished but also his shorts, t-shirt and book, leaving him completely naked from one second to the other on his chair. What was happening?!

Ben had just looked at another lady walking by. As he looked back to the reading guy, he had to take a double take. He had barely looked away for a few seconds, but now the guy had undressed and was now completely nude!

Ben was not gay, but he was certain enough in his sexuality to recognize a good looking man. This was definitely not one of them. His skin was pale, he had literally no definition, a small belly and a tiny dick. Regardless, he found himself standing up and walking over.

"Dude! This isn't a nudist beach. Nobody wants to see that!" Ben said loudly, pointing at the man's crotch. The guy jumped up and covered himself with his hands, embarrassed.

"I'm sorry! I don't know what happened, I just..." stammered Jason. "I'm so sorry."

"Are you having a boner? What are you, some kind of pervert?!" Despite his disgust, Ben stepped even closer to the guy, violating his personal space now. He didn't know why he did that, but he just did. He also wasn't sure why he was so hard on the other man, who looked really embarrassed.

"I... do?" Jason asked, lifting his hands from his crotch, revealing his indeed stiff dick. "I'm so sorry! I..."

Something changed in Jasons head, forcing him to end the sentence different from what he intended. "I need to do something about that."

It wasn't Jason who was in control, but it was like an outside force had taken control of his arms now, grabbing the surprised Ben roughly at the head and pushing him down to his crotch. With a rough push of his hips, Jason shoved his cock inside Ben's mouth. Ben gasped for air and tried to pull away, but it was like his body refused to obey him. All he could manage was to keep his lips closed around the shaft of the other man's penis, sucking and licking it without hesitation.

Jason moaned and grabbed Ben's hair with both hands, pulling him harder onto his cock. Ben struggled against him but couldn't break free. His body seemed to move on its own. His face flushed red from exertion, a color that would not go away again.

Meanwhile, while he thrust his cock into the unknown other man's face, Jason felt like he shed away years with each thrust. His body felt more and more energetic and younger, regaining flexibility and developing new strength. Strength that he had never had in his entire life.

His belly retracted into his body, leaving behind only well-defined abs.

Ben was feeling weak. He had less and less power to resist the handling of the changing man in front of him, both physically and mentally. He didn't want this to happen, but it just happened. He looked down at his own body. The skin was lobster-red now, and he had shrunk considerably. Hadn't it been for the other man, who pressed his face to the groin, Ben would actually fall down, so short was he now. His feet didn't touch the ground anymore and his body was swinging between the other guy's legs like a pendulum with each thrust.

Ben was afraid and tried to cling to Jasons hips as best as he could. His arms didn't reach around the midsection of the gigantic body anymore, but at least this way, he felt a bit more secured against falling down, if the other man got tired of violating him.

Jason felt better and better. It was a beautiful day, and the corner of the beach was secluded enough that not too many people saw him as he handled his very large cock through the face of... Jason shook his head, as he watched his skin darken to a rich dark brown tone. His hair became a very short buzz cut and his face became square and masculine. The face of... No. What face? Jabari felt confused, and brought his other hand down as well, smoothing the flap of fabric hanging down from his crotch like a loincloth and drawing it in between his legs until it connected to the waistband on the other side.

Ben, no, the speedo, could hear his owner moan loudly, as the large black cock contained in its pouch pulsed and fed him his cum. The part that was still Ben was horrified of what had happened to him, but there was another part, which was nothing more than an object. A speedo, worn by Jabari, the beach life guard.

Jabari didn't hide the fact that he was gay, and sometimes, there were just too many hot guys on the beach, and he needed release. Fuck it if anyone saw him. He knew fair well that his hot chocolate body was what brought a lot of girls and guys to the beach, so he really didn't care about some indecency. Besides, he had been wearing his red speedo the whole time, so technically, he hadn't actually exposed himself.

If you liked this story, there is a good chance, you might enjoy the other "coin"-stories!

[mrwavellswaps]

Rejuvenation

Read the first part of this story: Taking Back Youth ⬇️

“What to do, what to do” Mr Wavell thought as he floated around town, looking down at all the potential test subjects. Half the time he likes to pick a man (usually a gay one) out of the crowd and just follow them around for awhile, learning a bit about their life as a simple observer before making his move. Though as his gaze scanned across the people, he noticed one man in particular that stood out. Not because of his looks or what he was wearing but rather because his soul and body didn’t match.

Curiously Wavell floated over to the man as he walked through the street with a confident smirk. He was a tall, relatively broad man. Handsome features with a short beard and ginger hair. Not to mention he was shirtless due to the hot weather and showing off a generous amount of red chest hair. A hot piece of meat for sure but how the hell did he acquire this body? Wavell couldn’t sense any magic emanating from his soul meaning he wasn’t a warlock himself nor could he sense the magic residue of another witch or warlock that may have done it. Which could only mean he used some sort of magic item or spell… interesting.

“Now let’s see what kind of body you gave up for this one shall we.” Wavell placed an invisible hand on the oblivious man’s shoulder. The ginger stud felt a shiver across his body as Wavell used it to find a link back to its original soul. Within seconds he sensed the matching signature not far from where they were. After that he didn’t waste anytime, teleporting away towards the signature.

Upon arrival he found himself in a small apartment a few blocks away. There was an old man who looked to be in his early 60’s sat with his head down on a desk, surrounded by masses of empty beer bottles. It was a sad sight to behold. This guy was in the prime of his life before it all got stripped away from him.

“Tell me. How exactly did you end up in that body?”

“HOLY FUCK! HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE AN-… wait… what did you say?!” Evan was startled by the sudden voice behind him as Wavell undid his cloaking spell.

“I asked how you ended up with that body. I found the man who was piloting your real one so I used him to find you.” Wavell stated simply. Evan of course inquired this odd man on how he even knew about that to which Mr Wavell responded by informing him of his magic abilities. To prove such, the Warlock used his power to rid the apartment of all it’s mess. With a wave of his hand, beer bottles were gone, clothes were clean and folded, bed sheets were made and so on. Evan was completely dumbfounded but at least now he knew this guy was serious about that magic stuff.

“It happened about a week ago… I was getting drunk at a bar after a bad breakup when this old dude started hitting on me. I accepted his advances and the next thing I knew I was absolutely smashed out of my mind and fucking this dude in his apartment. After we fucked I blacked out and when I woke up, he had my body…”

“Do you know how exactly he was able to do it?”

“I’m not sure. He just said something about a ritual I think and that the last component it needed was for us to swap sexual fluids?”

“A ritual huh? He must’ve used some sort of magical item given to him to enact it. I wonder if Gilgamesh had something to do with that…”

“Gilga-who now?”

“He’s a friend of mine with similar interests, not that it matters to you. Anyways I’m off. I was just curious about your situation. That’s all.” With that Wavell floated up into the air once again. He was about to teleport away when the man grabbed his leg. Evan begged Wavell to stay, pleading with him to use his power to fix this and give him back his old body. With a sigh, the warlock lowered himself down to the floor once more. “Look, Evan is it? Swapping souls, changing bodies, shifting minds. It’s what I live for. So why would I use my magic to correct something that would’ve happily done myself in the first place?”

Evan’s eyes sunk as he looked back down at the old, chubby body that’d been forced upon him. The last glimmer of hope he’d gained slowly fading as he sat himself down on the bed. Mr Wavell was about take his leave again but as he glanced at Evan again, he couldn’t help but feel some sort of pity for the man. Rolling his eyes he said to the man “Fine. I’ll help you out… but I’m not going to put you back in your old body.” Evan was confused, proceeding to ask how the hell it’d be helping if not giving back his body. “Well from what I can tell, your soul is about 27 years old. How’s about we have your current body match that.”

The warlock gets Evan to stand more towards the centre of the room. Upon doing so he conjured up a full body mirror from thin air, allowing Evan to see his reflection before waving his hand to get rid of the old man’s clothes. “Just so you can have a good view of this next part…” Wavell whispered while place his hands on Evan’s shoulders. They began emit a warm violet glow that pulsed into Evan’s body, filling him with a strange sensation. A pulsing heat that surged it’s way across his body, forcing it’s way into every part of his being. It was as if he were being embraced by a warm aura of pure energy. But it got better. It took a few seconds for him to notice but as he looked into the mirror Evan saw how the grey hairs on his head were beginning to regain their colour while his wrinkles faded. The fat across his body gradually began to melting away as he got leaner while his body hairs darkened and his skin became more tanned. Evan’s receding hairline began fixing itself, pulling forwards as his hair grew thicker and healthier, now completely dark brunette. The mustache on his upper lip became less pronounced, fading into a full face of stubble while his aged eyes regained a youthful glow. Lean muscle began to grow and define itself in places where fat had disappeared, forming strong and tight.

“How are you feeling so far.” Wavell murmured, wrapping an arm around Evan before grasping his member. “Does the heat of rejuvenation feel good?” He added. Evan could only groan in response as his dick was flooded with newfound youth, growing hard as a rock at Wavell’s gentle touch. His body continued to regress back through its 30’s. Skin looking younger, hair looking thicker, testosterone increasing. His cock bucked with excitement as his balls began to churn, feeling so sensitive as Wavell continued to pump him gently. Then at last the heat began to subside as Evan reached his late 20’s once more.

“I-I can’t… believe it.” Looking into the mirror he could tell this was still Carl’s body but now he looked like he could be a Men’s Fitness Model.

“Mhmm, this body was quite the looker in its younger days it seems. Perhaps not as muscular as your old body but certainly a few inches taller and I don’t doubt you’ll grow into it some more… unless you want me to grow it for you.” Wavell leaned in, kissing Evan’s neck while squeezing that excited cock a little before letting go.

“R-really?!” Evan pondered those words for a moment. Was Mr Wavell really offering to just hulk out his body right here and now? Evan had no doubt it was within the warlocks power after what’d just transpired but… he declined to Wavell’s surprise. “As fucking amazing as that sounds, if I’m gonna make this body just as if not buffer than my original, I want to do it myself.” He stated confidently as he spun himself around a couple times, inspecting all his newly invigorated assets.

“Are you sure? Doesn’t have to be your entire body. Perhaps just one or two little things you want improving?”

Evan thought hard for a moment, checking himself out from multiple angles. He had to say, one of the things he was missing the most from his previous body while looking at this one had to be his former bubble butt. Just the thought that Carl was now flaunting that ass around town and getting a bunch of dick was pissing him off. Speaking of dick, his current one was seemed about average at what looked to be around 6.5 inches yet his old one was certainly over 7 inches. He thought it over for a second but soon decided to ask if he could get a slight improvement in both areas.

“Oh that’ll be no problem whatsoever but how’s about we make it just a tad bit more interesting.” Wavell stepped around in front of Evan, having to look up slightly at the man before getting down onto his knees and taking Evan’s already excited cock in his mouth. Murmurs of satisfaction slipped from Evan’s mouth as Wavell worked his bearded lips around the shaft like a pro. It felt odd though, like a similar heat to what he felt while regressing was now emanating from inside Wavell’s mouth and embracing his cock. After that Evan felt what he could only explain as a second erection. As if his cock had only at half mast before and was now somehow growing even further! Veins bulged across the growing appendage while Wavell continued to bob his head generously, gradually having to open his mouth wider as the cock inside thickened. Wavell grabbed hold of Evan’s balls in the process, massaging them as he felt the leaking member slowly push itself further down his throat. Evan grunted, feeling his balls pull up slightly before dropping back down with a bit more heft than before, repeating this cycle a couple of times until he had nice fat balls that were teeming with cum and testosterone. After that, all Wavell had to do was go deep one last time, swallowing the entire cock and that was enough to send Evan over the edge. Warm nectar came flowing out, coating the inside of Wavell’s throat white before swallowing every drop.

After taking a moment to savour the taste, Wavell pulls himself away from Evan’s crotch. An audible pop could be heard as his lips released the wet member to swing down between Evan’s legs with a new weight to it. Looking down Evan could see the clear difference in size. Before this body had been average in the dick department but now it was longer and thicker than ever! Especially the fat mushroom head it now adorned, still dripping cum. It had to be at least 9 inches! Probably a little more! Well it was certainly bigger than his original cock that’s for sure. Not to mention the heavy balls he was swinging now.

“Woah! I can’t believe how huge it is now! Fuuuuck.” Evan gripped his new and improved manhood. The length was amazing sure but god did the girth feel phenomenal. Not being able to wrap his hand fully around his cock was an almost euphoric experience. It made him feel superior in a way though that could’ve just been all extra testosterone talking.

Wavell chuckled as he pulled himself back up. “Now… time for that ass of yours.” Smirking as he pulled Evan towards the bed, pushing him down onto the sheets. Evan laid himself down on his stomach, his ass served up and ready to be bred. Wavell kicked off his shoes while unzipping his pants, soon pulling out his own monster cock. He pumped a little for a moment as he pressed a finger inside Evan’s hole. Yup, that was gonna be far too tight for his cock but it certainly wasn’t something a little magic couldn’t fix. Just then Evan felt a shiver pulse through his body as his hole suddenly loosened and relaxed. “Perfect.”

The neighbours could only wonder what the hell was happening in ‘Carl’s’ apartment as through the thin walls they could echos of deep grunting and groaning. How could Evan not groan when he felt Mr Wavell’s fat rod slide inside him. Even after having his hole loosened, Evan still felt himself being stretched slightly while Wavell pressed his entire length inside. After that initial penetration, the warlock began to work up a gentle pace. Pump after pump filling Evan up as he started the feel that warm magical sensation once last time spreading throughout his backside. Purple energy pulsed from Wavell’s dick like a constant orgasm, slowly but surely causing Evan’s ass to inflate. Both cheeks bubbled up with fat and muscle that began to jiggle with every thrust. Seeing that only made Wavell hungrier, pounding in with more and more intensity. When the growth subsided, Evan was left with a juicy bubble butt that any gay man would die for. To have and to fuck.

Of course just because the change was complete didn’t mean they were gonna stop. Ooohh no. They were both having way too much fun. Wavell continued to pound down into Evan for awhile first before they switched positions. Wavell then laid on his back while Evan bounced on his dick as best he could. Obviously Evan couldn’t see the change that’d been made to his ass but he could most certainly feel it. All that extra padding rippling every time his ass smacked down against Wavell’s crotch. He was absolutely loving it. Not to mention his new, fatter dick jumping up and down with him was certainly a sight to behold.

They must’ve been making a ton of noise because a couple of position switches later they heard a knock at the door followed by a voice on the other side angrily telling them to quiet down. The pair only laughed at this of course, barely even stopping before getting back into rhythm. If anything Evan made an effort to moan even louder simply to piss them off.

After a good while longer however, The Great Mr Wavell was finally hitting his high. By this point they were doing doggy style with Wavell speeding up his thrusts, his full balls smacking against the bubble butt before his as they began to tense. Evan knew exactly what was coming as he heard Wavell let out a deep groan swiftly followed by an intense pulsing inside the welcoming hole. Next thing Evan knew, the flood gates had opened and Wavell was pumping load after load inside him. Thick, sticky cum drenching his insides and even spilling out due to the sheer quantity.

Wavell must’ve stayed on top of Evan for a good 5 or 10 minutes with his cock lodged inside the seeded hole. Sighs of relief could be heard however when Wavell finally decided to pull himself out before hoping off the bed. Evan on the other hand needed an extra couple more minutes before gathering up the strength to stand after that onslaught, determined to get one last look in the mirror at his newest change. And boy was he not disappointed.

“Ooohh yeah… I’m gonna rip half the pants I own now.” Evan grinned, looking over his shoulder into the reflection as he placed his hands beneath each cheeks and bounced them. “Definitely gonna have to buy myself a new wardrobe to wear.” Masses of dudes were gonna be drooling over his ass now! He played with the huge cheeks for a bit longer until he had the throw himself back onto the bed again out of soreness.

Wavell tucked his cock away into his pants. Of course knew he could rid Evan of that pain from being stretched but he loved leaving the men he’s bred with a sore ass for a day or two.

“So, before I leave, I’m curious about something.” Wavell stated while sniffing the sweaty pit stains on his dress shirt. “What are you going to do about the man who has your original flesh? I believe you said his name was Carl. Though he’s probably going by ‘Evan’ now.”

Evan had to think for a moment. Before he wasn’t sure if he’d have ever wanted to see his old self again. He thought it’s be too painful for him to see that young beautiful body he had while he was stuck with an old flabby one. Now though? Things were very different. “I’m not sure right now. I’m still pissed at him for using me when I was at such a low point just to steal my life and body. Until you came along I’ve been nothing but miserable. I should hate him but… thinking about my original body is making my dick twitch…”

“Heheh well I guess I’ll have to keep an eye on you and check in every once in awhile to see how you’re getting on. In the meantime I’ve made a minor adjustment to reality so all of Carl’s identification fits your new look. Nobody should suspect a thing.” Wavell slipped his loafers back on before floating up into the air.

Evan turned to thank the man for all he’s done but when he did, Wavell was already gone. As if he were never there to begin with. Despite that, Evan knew he was still being watched.

“Thank you Mr Wavell.”

[artseniccatnip]

is this anything

[simvanie]

A Luxor Amata lookbook

Some of the most iconic and favorite looks of generation 2 throughout the years.

Used in all pictures: facial hair - ring - watch (Basegame)

Look 1: hair - hat (Basegame) - top - pants (GP01 Outdoor Retreat) - shoes

Look 2: hair - hat (Basegame) - jacket - pants - boots

Look 3: hair - boxer briefs (SP38)

Look 4: hair - glasses (SP30) - top - pants - shoes (Basegame)

Look 5: hair - suit - shoes (unlocked cas item from SP18 Paranormal)

Look 6: hair - glasses - top - pants - shoes

* Items with strikethrough text are no longer available.

Poses by: @helgatisha and @roselipaofficial

Thanks to all the CC creators: @veigasims @johnnysimmer @arethabee @okruee @kumikya @aharris00britney & @ayoshi @wyattssims @mossylane @sforzcc @busra-tr @simandy @joliebean @pralinesims @rustys-cc @liliili-sims4

[allidopas]

too lazy to clean this up

[mugentakeda]

i dont see hama as a villain but hama is actually one of the coolest villains in any show ever. How often do you get a character thats kickass batshit with awesome scary blood powers thats an old lady? not enough im afraid

[punkeropercyjackson]

Thinking every character would be into older men is a weird ass assumption to make actually,especially when the characters in question aren't even adults

[108garys]

Man I want one of the player characters in one of these games to be old, not Angela and Charlie in their late 40s old, not even Du'met being a few years shy of 60 old(those characters are are all classified as middle aged), why not Anthony Clarke old? Or the presumably several years older Vince Barnes, or hell the quarry depicts "two days shy of 82" Jedediah Hackett as active and capable and there for I see no reason why old age should be a disqualifying factor

On the flip side I understand a little more why not a playable child as acting/writing/capability is a little more questionable but there have been decent character's in these types of games under 18 for years so we know it's possible

Basically I woke up and thought to myself, meaningful stories/choices are not the sole domain of 18-40 somesthings

[lord-squiggletits]

The fact that the general Tumblr reaction to JRO saying "yeah Drift is around the same age as Megatron" was incredulousness/amazement really makes me wonder what it is about Drift that makes people think he's young for some reason.

I mean in a way I don't even like applying the label of "young" to any Cybertronian who was alive pre-war, because that group of people is literally 4-5 million years old and so the fact that some of them might have a few thousand/ten thousand years on each other doesn't really make a meaningful generation gap for a species that's basically immortal.

But why do people think that Drift is some young adult when he's literally the same age group as some characters called "old men" by fandom.

[captainmalewriter]

An Odd Trend Pt. 3

Check out part two to this series here!

Dennis was working from the comfort of his home. He held his hand against his head as he typed away on his laptop.

Dennis held great pride in his occupation as a full time radio host. But the changing times brought with it technological advances, which made jobs like radio hosts more and more obsolete. Dennis worked twice hard to keep up with the demands of the rapidly changing times. While he was able to stay afloat despite being only a small channel, it was not without several sacrifices. Soon enough he had found that working long hours on end would take its toll on his middle aged body in the form of back aches and eye pain. The pay left much to be desired too, as he and his wife Charlotte were always drifting the line between poverty and comfortable living.

But despite all these poor conditions, Dennis kept at it. Not just for himself and his wife, but for their twin kids too. Unfortunately for Dennis, however, the twins were in the middle of their teen years. As any parent knows, parenting teens is a headache in and of itself.

The clock struck 5 in the evening. Dennis closed out all his tabs and shut down his laptop. It was time to go live for the Wednesday report. Dennis got up from the couch and proceeded to walk towards the makeshift recording booth down in the basement. Just before he entered the basement, he noticed something red moving in the hallway from the corner of his eye.

"Cheyenne? Is that you?" Dennis called out.

There was a moment of silence before his teenage daughter stepped out from behind the hallway. She was dressed in all black, with several chains and locks scattered all throughout her clothes. Her clothes left little to the imagination of her figure too, much to Dennis' dismay.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dennis said with a furrowed brow.

"Out with friends," Cheyenne sighed and rolled her eyes as she spoke.

"Dressed like that? You're out of your goddamn mind if you think you're going out like that, little Missie! Go cover up!"

"What's wrong with how I'm dressed, huh?"

"Everything! A 16 year old girl should not be dressed like a punk!"

"Dad, this is who I am! Why can't you just accept it!? I'm going out with my friends and you can't stop me!" Cheyenne shouted.

Just as Dennis opened his mouth to respond, the power in the house went out. Dennis and Cheyenne looked at each other in the darkened hallway. Footsteps then came running down the staircase next to them.

"Damien, what the fuck did you do now!?" Dennis shouted at the teen, who threw his hands up.

"Dad, I can explain, I've been doing some hacking on social media sites to see what dirt I could find. I just needed some extra power to get through some of the cybersecurity. Look, it's actually pretty cool!"

Damien took out his phone and clicked several things. He then extended his arm out to show Dennis. Dennis feigned interest at first, only to yank the phone out of his son's hand and smack him on the head.

"I'm really not in the mood for any bullshit from either of you. Cheyenne, I want all that shit off of you by the time I'm done with the show. Damien, go reset the breakers and maybe go do something that isn't dangerous for once. I'm tired of the reckless behavior from the both of you. You're both grounded for the rest of the week, I don't want to hear any more trouble or so God help us all."

Cheyenne and Damien immediately began to protest, but Dennis quickly shut both of them down. He merely ignored their complaints as he continued his way into the basement. He was already running late and hurried up to go live. Thankfully, Damien had reset the breakers and the power came back on by the time Dennis had everything set up.

"What am I gonna do with those two..." Dennis muttered to himself. He took one last breath, and then hit the button to go live.

"Howdy folks, welcome back to Get Real, the radio show all about keepin' it real. I'm your host Dennis McIntyre, and I hope y'all are having a mighty fine evening tonight."

Dennis went on with his radio show like usual. He covered the latest news headlines in local news, politics, and the sports world. Dennis also threw in his own commentary whenever he could. His brand of satirical, sarcastic humor was what kept his audiences coming back from more after all.

"Alright, that's just about it for the headlines y'all," Dennis took a sip of water as he thought about how to fill in the last 15 minutes of air time. Before Denis would just talk more about any of the topics he had previously covered, but with all the stress he was carrying, his mind went blank when he tried thinking of what to say next. His eyes wandered while he thought about it. His gaze landed on the supposedly hacked phone he had taken from Damien. He picked up and opened it, taking him straight to Tiktok where Damien had left off. An idea struck him while he held it.

"You know, I'mma keep it real with y'all. Shout out to all the hard working parents out there who give their families the world even if it goes unappreciated, and I really mean that when I say that cuz I too know what's it like to be a parent. I love my kids to hell and back, but believe me when I say that they're rarely not a handful..."

Dennis fiddled with the hacked phone as he rambled on about parenting. For the most part, the phone seemed normal so far as Dennis could tell. He remembered how Damien had mentioned that it was social media sites he was messing around with. With that in mind, he opened up Tiktok again. After clicking around on the app, Dennis soon stumbled into a plethora of illegal content. Removed videos, pirated music and movies, illegally manufactured filters, the entire underside of Tiktok was right at Dennis' hands. He scoffed as he scrolled through all of the removed content.

"If I had to blame one thing for why kids are acting more and more these days, I'd blame all the phones and apps. All this technology will brainwash the mind and make young kids go mad!"

Dennis kept scrolling through the horrors. He was disgusted by everything he had saw. He only covered a small fraction but he had already seen enough.

"Now, I know y'all can only hear my voice, but I just recently took away my son's phone for fear of what he could get himself into. Let me show you all what I mean when I say these phones will be the death of us all,"

Dennis then hit a button that activated one of removed Tiktok filters. After a moment of buffering, the filter loaded, and Dennis had begun the Me & You challenge.

***

Hector laid down on the couch as the Me & You challenge loaded on his phone.

He was bored that afternoon, and after doing a deep dive into the hidden side of the internet, he found himself trying out supposedly dangerous internet programs. Hector had read about the Me & You challenge through online forums. The information he found was vague and questionable at best due to being on websites known for false information and conspiracy theories. According to the forums, the Me & You challenge connected two users through a video call. The two users would then somehow switch bodies with no way to switch back, forcing the two people to take on entirely new identities.

"Switching bodies..." Hector read all he could about the strange phenomenon. He grew more intrigued the more he thought about it.

"...Sounds hot."

Hector waited patiently as the video call connected. Soon enough, he found himself on the phone with a graying middle aged man who was holding the phone inches away from his face.

"Hello? Hello?" the man said. "Can you hear me? Who is this?"

"Hey, I can hear you! But can you move the phone? Like, away from your face,"

The man followed Hector's instructions. The man saw Hector on the phone and scowled; Hector simply smiled in return.

"How's it going bro, how you doing?" Hector asked.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Huh? Like what?"

The man pointed at the screen while still holding the same disgusted look. Hector's smile faded as the man began pointing at his own face in all the same places Hector had piercings or tattoos.

"You talking about my piercings and tattoos?"

"How old are you?"

"23? Why do you ask?" Hector asked.

The man ignored him and instead went on a tangent about how the next generation was being mentally poisoned by phones and social media. He kept referring to both Hector and his daughter who apparently dressed in similar style to him. All the while Hector grew more annoyed.

"Hey man, what the fuck is your problem?"

"See what I mean, folks? Absolutely no respect for your elders, it's like I always say..."

The gray haired man went off on another rant about the dangers of bad parenting. While the man kept lecturing, Hector had decided he had enough.

He searched for the end call button on his phone. Hector expected the X button to be in the corner like always, but when he went to press it, it wasn't there. Hector searched for the button but it was nowhere to be found. He tried hitting the home button and even the power button, but neither did anything. Hector grew impatient, but then a 🔄 button appeared on his phone. He was unsure what the button was, but decided to push it anyway. An odd clicking sound played, but as Hector half expected, the call continued.

The man had paused his endless ranting when he heard the odd click. He brought his phone close to his face again, then moved it away.

"I'm tired of wannabe hot shot punks like you. Have a good day." The man declared before squarely pushing the 🔄 button with this thumb. He had expected the video call to end, but instead he and Hector got a face full of bright, white light- causing both of them to kneel over to the ground in pain.

***

Cheyenne waited outside the garage with her ear pressed against the door. As soon as she heard that her father had stopped talking, she went inside. A walk turned into a sprint when she had seen her father rolling on the floor, wincing in pain.

"Oh my God, Dad! Are you okay?" Cheyenne rushed to his side. She also took the liberty of shutting down the live broadcast. No doubt Dennis would've wanted that to avoid going over schedule.

Cheyenne helped her still groggy father up to his feet. She then led him to the kitchen, struggling to hold up his body weight as the two waddled over. She sat him down a chair and gave him some water. After some time, "Dennis" looked like he was back to normal.

"Thanks for the water... Man! My head is killing me right now..." Hector said while massaging his temples.

Hector and Cheyenne sat in silence for a while. The silence was broken by Cheyenne as she faced her father with her hands against her chest.

"Dad, I wanted to say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk back to you, I'm sorry. I know you don't want me dressing like this and I deliberately disobeyed. I promise I won't do it again, just please don't ground me!"

Hector stared with wide eyes as Cheyenne poured her heart out to who she thought was her dad. He looked over how she was dressed and didn't see anything wrong with it. In fact, she looked like a teen girl version of himself in an alternate universe.

"Uh... Sure, kid... It sounds like you know what you did was wrong. You're not grounded anymore," Hector answered skittishly.

"Wait, really!? Thank you Daddy!"

Cheyenne went in for a hug. Hector was unsure how to react, only patting her on the back in response.

"No problem, kid, now go enjoy yourself!"

Cheyenne left the kitchen beaming. Hector found himself alone in a house he did not recognize. He stood and surveyed his new surroundings.

"Sweet digs," Hector mumbled as he walked around. He caught a glimpse of himself as he passed by the stainless steel fridge. He noticed he wasn't himself anymore; instead, he was in the body of the gray haired man he had talked to over.

"Holy shit..." Hector checked himself out in his reflection. He ran his hands over his new silver hair and his fully matured body. He whistled as he admired himself. "...I'm a fucking silver fox DILF now!!"

Hector spent the next half hour checking out his new body, only interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing in his pocket. He picked out and answered the incoming video call. On the other side of the call was his old body, staring daggers into him.

"Oh hey it's you! What's up bro, you enjoying my body?" Hector said cheerfully. His old body only mad dogged him in return. Hector could only laugh at the situation.

"What are you laughing about? This isn't funny," Dennis finally spoke up.

"C'mon man, just loosen up for once-"

"Loosen up!? This is literally the worst time-"

"QUIT FUCKING TALKING OVER ME!!"

Hector shouted into the phone. His new voice allowed him to hit volumes he previously couldn't hit before. His voice surprised him just as much as it surprised Dennis, although Hector kept a poker face to hide it.

"Shit man, I've only known you for like 15 minutes and I'm already fucking tired of your bitchy attitude. Always talking and lecturing and criticizing... I bet you do the same thing to your daughter, huh."

"Don't you dare touch Cheyenne!!"

"Wouldn't dream of it. What the fuck do you even think of me if you think I'd get at some minor? Seriously, I'd smack the shit out of you if you were here right now."

The two men sat in silence. Neither man had anything positive to say to the other.

This lasted for a couple of minutes, until Hector grew tired of holding a scowl on his face for so long.

"Look man, I don't know why we switched bodies. But the fact is we switched, and we're just gonna have to live like this while we figure out how to switch back. We can make the best of this."

"Humph, and how do you expect me to do that?" Dennis scoffed.

"I don't know! Go wild, I don't care, my body used to it. Just- loosen up for once and actually enjoy yourself. I promise I'll hold down the fort here too, you don't have gotta worry about a thing."

There was a pause in the conversation again.

"C'mon, gimme a smile," Hector said. "...Atta boy, I know you had it in you, ya old geezer."

Weeks had passed since the body swap happened. At first, Hector had assumed that swapping back would be as easy as the initial swap. He was dead wrong, for the Me & You challenge had once again erased itself from both of their phones.

Dennis had instructed Hector to tell his tech savvy son to do some hacking, but no matter how hard Damien tried, he could not relocate the body swapping filter. Dennis grew more and more worried while Hector worked harder to keep him optimistic, though even he knew that eventually they'd have to just give up.

As time went on, Hector had fully embraced his new dad look. He hated that he had lost so many years due to his new older age, but that only motivated him to take control of his life again. Dennis made him swear not to make any drastic changes and Hector kept his word. Instead of reverting back to his old look, he decided to amp up Dennis' silver fox look. He dyed his eyebrows, he touched up his hair, and he even worked out like there was no tomorrow. Soon enough, Hector's new body was the epitome of refined, mature youth again.

Hector never told Dennis' family about the whole body swap situation per his request. But acting as Dennis was a breeze for Hector. He had no problem keeping up with the responsibilities of being a husband, a father, and a radio show host. He even improved the latter as his cheery disposition as a host caused Dennis' viewer counts to go up. Something Dennis hadn't seen in years. The twins had no problem with their new dad either, as Hector was much more fair as a father than Dennis. His wife Charlotte loved his "new attitude" too, though Hector had a feeling Charlotte's approval might've had something to do with the earth shattering, lip quivering, soul shaking orgasms he'd give her every weekend. If Hector knew how to do anything, it was how to indulge in pleasure.

As for Dennis, he too learned how to adjust into his new younger body. Granted, the newfound youth helped him settle in much quicker than he expected. Dennis no longer had to deal with back aches and frequent headaches now. Plus, he didn't really have much to take on by himself as Hector didn't have very many obligations. He was a carefree, single man who loved the minimalist lifestyle. Dennis took full advantage of his new situation and allowed himself to go wild, just as Hector had suggested.

Soon enough, Dennis had started looking at the world in a more positive light again. Hector's optimism was rubbing off on him. It was a fair tradeoff for Hector too, however, as Dennis put himself to work whenever he wasn't wilding out. He helped build up Hector's financial stability, and soon enough, Dennis had built up some luxuries for Hector to return to once they swapped back as a thank you gift.

"You sure you're doing alright?" Hector asked Dennis over the phone. The two made it a habit to check in every other week if not every week.

"Of course I am, I've honestly never been better!"

"Really? I'm glad to hear that, things on my side are pretty great too. Not gonna lie man, you have a hot body. Not saying I wanted to switch bodies, but if I had to, I'm glad I got to do it with a handsome DILF like you."

"Heh, you took the words right out of my mouth, Hector. I'd say the same about you, I'm loving it here!"

"Haha, oh yeah? You like what you see?"

"I love it," Dennis answered. He laid down as he talked on the phone.

"Well, I'm glad I got you to relax a little. We could all use a change in perspective every now and then."

Hector and Dennis shared a laughed together over the phone.

"Are you ready for me, Big Boy?"

Dennis felt a hand smack his ass. He turned his head and smiled.

"Alright, it's been nice talking to you, but I gotta go- ahh!!"

Dennis dropped the phone when he felt himself getting penetrated. First the tip entered his hole slowly, then he took the entire length with a steady thrust, causing his virgin walls to expand.

Hector smirked as he heard a moan coming from the phone.

"Alright, Dennis, you dirty old dog. You have fun now, just remember to breath and relax as you ride, okay? Talk soon!"

Hector hung up the phone and then proceeded to head to the master bedroom where Charlotte was already naked and waiting for him.

******

Meanwhile...

...Inside a run down apartment building in the middle of some shady neighborhood, there was one apartment whose two residents were still up at 3 in the morning. In the dark living room lit only by a computer screen sat a hefty young man with glasses as he fiddled away at his high end laptop. Something he had stolen only a couple weeks prior.

"Hey, Josh, check this out. Someone used the program again," the guy beckoned to the other person in the room. He was much thinner, and with dyed red hair.

"What? But I thought you said Tiktok already took it down," the red haired guy said as he walked over to his computer friend.

"It was, but someone's used it to swap. Some guy named Dennis McIntyre from Colorado, and some other guy named Hector Casco from California."

"Holy shit... do you know what this means, Will?" the red haired guy grew elated. "People like what we've made, and they want to use it. How many swaps are we at now?"

"Mmm... Counting the last one, we're at 214 now," Will read off of his screen.

"Yup, that settles it, we gotta re-upload the program. This is amazing! People really wanna use our little app!"

Josh celebrated while Will sat in silence in front of his computer. Josh's excitement died down when he saw that his friend didn't share the same feeling.

"What's up with you? This is literally everything we've worked for and you're not happy about it?"

"I don't know, Josh... I'm worried... I mean, we're at 200+ swaps and so far nothing really bad has happened. But... how much further can we go before we get caught? Our luck is bound to run out eventually!"

Josh only laughed while Will wiped the sweat beads forming on his forehead.

"Already a step ahead of you, bud. We just gotta take the program to the next level if we don't wanna get caught, and I know exactly how to do it too."

Josh leaned into Will's ear and whispered something. As he talked, Will's frown morphed into a mischievous smile.

Check out part four to this series here!

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Sometimes I forget how young Quackity is, but every once in a while it just kinda hits me and I'm like oh. He's still just a kid.

[spaceshipkat]

IF THE AUTHOR OF A SCIENCE FICTION OR FANTASY NOVEL IS A WOMAN, IT DOES NOT AUTOMATICALLY MAKE HER NOVEL YOUNG ADULT. STOP BEING FUCKING SEXIST AND PATRONIZING.

[allwehearisradiosilence]

No because seriously. This needs to stop.

[bluehairedspidey]

sorry mortal kombat fans you're not allowed to talk about old man yaoi until you ship raiden/bo' rai cho. get on it