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Photo Challenge 45

Look at the photo bellow, there is definitely something weird. Can you guess what it is? It’s obvious what is happening here. Mr. Preston would never dress like that, even less for the last day of school. The truth is that he didn’t care what the school staff or the students would think about his new style. At the end of the day, he was the principal, and he could do whatever that he wanted. However, he was not dressing like that because he wanted to be rebellious. No, he was dressing like that because he wanted to feel young. You must understand, this is not the real Mr. Preston. No, this was Aiden, the captain of the football team. The principal invited the unexpecting student to his office. He switched their bodies and then he cast a spell to prevent that poor boy to fight back. Now Aiden is trying to adjust to his new life. It’s true that Mr. Preston is not a bad looking person, but this doesn’t compare to what he had. It’s true that there is no going back, but that would not stop the principal to do everything to feel comfortable in his new flesh.

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"Sorry though, not everyone is deserving of their god-like physique, including you," winked the nerd to the person in the other end of the video call.

Except that he's definitely not a nerd anymore and he's in the other side of the coast while the real muscle hunk now trapped in his geeky body. The real hunk is shocked beyond belief as the swapped happened in a blink of an eye. One moment he teased a nerd that asked for a one-on-one session on his Onlyfans, the next thing he knew his hand is wrapping tightly a 3 inches hard pecker with his own body flexing and posing in the other end of the camera.

The nerd, now inside the muscle hunk body, quickly turned off the camera to explore his new life while the confused jock just realized that the chair where he sit feels very comfortable and his computer is a sleek Alienware Aurora. As he turned around, that's when he realized how big of a jackpot he landed in as he finally witness the huge apartment room the nerd owns. The body might not be that good but the lifestyle seems incredible and he cannot help but chuckle as the nerd will be surprised that a toddler will soon erupt into crying fit and that's when the nerd might realize the mistake to swap his body with the hot jock he stumbled upon online.

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Jorgen Corneliussen

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In the middle of my garage cleaning while my husband is out and about for his meditative walk, I'm suddenly stunned by the approaching ginger hunk that addressed me while slightly jogged his way with his bated breath

"May I help you......sir?" I asked him with slight hesitation on what should I address him with

"Yeah, so I'm kinda new here so I need some guide. Do you know where I can find the horniest man in this neighborhood that will kneel right here right now to worship my sweaty, reeked body?" The ginger stud said flashing that grin that I will recognize no matter who wears it as he peeled off his shorts to reveal an Under Armour that hugs his frame nicely

"Andrew, you said it, you wanted to stop jumping into others. It's your 13th days already, why stopping now?"

"Well, it just appeared out of nowhere apparently. You like what you see here? He was running with his dog for several laps around the park when he caught my attention. I think he's quite a freak, you have to see his co--"

"Andrew, as much as I like it, it's wrong for me to cheat from you, even though it's only the physical, okay? We're risking a lot of things with this habit of yours,"

"Here we go again......huh, you're such a mood killer," and just like that, Andrew leaped out of Russell and the ginger's body flopped right then and there at their driveway, "don't talk to me, go take care of him if you want, saint,"

"You're being dramatic, Andrew. Remember, shit starts from Day 1 again since you failed to hold your impulse. One more failure and I will inform Dr. Maurer that you need a full-time professional help to solve that growing itch in you,"

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Reason to steal a Dad Bod 17 - Coach

So you can feel his sweaty aching body as you take him over during his work out session. You’ve always desired his strong massive body, and now it would be all yours! Admiring his hot muscular body in front of the gym mirror, you began flexing so hard that with a ‘pop’ you pushed his weakened soul out of his own birth body. Giving him a wink in the mirror you went to join your coach’s hunky gym buddies in the sauna for some fun, all while your coach’s confused and screaming soul slowly disappeared.

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"How do you feel in there?" I asked my friend as I adjusted the vest I was wearing.

"The bald head I'll have to get used to, but I'm kinda loving the handlebar mustache" my friend responded with a cocked smile.

"Look at all those idiots out there still searching for us, they have no clue we hopped into these officers" I said.

"Shhhh, we aren't in the clear yet" my friend responded. It was kind of erotic hearing his hush me in such an authoritative done. My boner must have been poking through my uniform.

"We're gonna head back to the station, we'll see if anyone called in for them there" said my friend, perfectly emulating a police officer. As soon as we hopped in the car my friend pulled me in close and began making out with me. I couldn't help but feel his smooth bald head as I felt the bristles from his moustache graze my skin. He leaned back, and began driving away with one hard on the wheel and the other unzipping his pants.

"What? Just because we're on the run from the cops doesn't mean we can't have a little fun in there bodies" he said. I laughed, and got ready to please him, hoping he'd return the favor back to me afterwards.

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Reason to steal a Dad Bod 27 - Neighbour

So you can use his brain to recall all of his sexually repressed memories. Like the times he secretly jerked himself off in the toilets of his high school, the times he hooked up with his friend during his service in the navy, the times he discreetly admired and flexed for himself in front of the gym mirror, or the time where his wife was away for a week and he had to masturbate himself furiously to sleep every night.

And of course you’ll be copying all of those “important” memories with you as you return to your own body. Now you could enjoy them during your own jerk-off sessions over and over and over again, all while experiencing them through the eyes of your hunky neighbour!

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Bodysitting Uncle Jack (NBM)

When my Uncle Jack asked for a favor I couldn’t turn him down. He’s my favorite Uncle and I’d do just about anything for him. Especially if I get a chance to see his hot body all weekend.

He’s in his 30s, tall, brown hair, and very well built. I didn’t realize just how attractive he was until last summer when he finished installing a pool in his back yard. He invited me over to check it out and when I got to his house I was greeted by him in nothing but some short swim trunks and flip flops.

“Hey buddy come here and give your uncle a hug.” I awkwardly hugged him around the waist which caused Jack to pull me in tighter. This put my face right against his hairy chest. That’s when I knew I was in to him.

I pull into his house and see that his car is here. Nice he’s home. I open his front door and holler out, “ Uncle Jack! It’s Evan your favorite nephew.” Silence.

“Uncle Jack? Are you home? Hellllo?” I walk into his kitchen and set down my bags for the weekend. Looking around I see he left me a note on his fridge.

Hey Champ!

Thanks for doing this for me last minute. I’m traveling for work and we’re trying out a new experiment. I have a bunch of sponsors showing up and needed someone to watch the rest of me while I’m at this conference. Feel free to call me with any questions and have fun!

Love, Jack

That’s kind of odd, I wonder what he meant by the rest of him? Whatever I’m a little bummed out that he’s not here but at least I have his nice house all to myself for the weekend.

That’s when I hear something coming from the living room. Did I remember to shut the front door? I quietly tiptoed my way to the other room. Trying to stay alert just in case someone broke in.

I froze as soon as I walked into the living room. Not only was someone in the living room but it was Uncle Jack, well most of him.

In front of me was Jacks body with no head attached just skin over neck. I can tell that his body just got done working out. His socks and shoes were on the floor and his body still in his workout clothes. I started to panic until I noticed his toes wiggling.

Puzzled, I started to walk closer to my Uncle’s body. That’s when his arms reached out like he was about to hug me. I walk even closer and at this point I’m standing right at his big feet.

I wrap a couple of fingers around his big toe causing him to flex his foot. I sit down next to his left foot and proceed to play with it a little bit. Rubbing my hands all over I take his sole up to my face. His body must have been going hard in his home gym since his feet had a smell to them. A tent started to form in my pants.

As I start to feel up his hairy calves I was interrupted by my phone. It was Jack calling.

“Hello?”

“ Hey champ did you like my little surprise?”

“Jack?! How is this even possible?”

“Don’t worry about that, I’ll explain everything to you when I get back from my trip. How’s my body doing?”

I look up seeing his body rubbing up and down his chest. And I noticed he was starting to get hard too. His right hand goes down to his crotch and rubs it a little bit and then grabs mine placing it right on his crotch.

“Evan, are you still there?”

I took my hand off of his crotch.

“Great! Everything is going great. We are just sitting on the couch watching some TV.”

“ Well thanks again I hope this wasn’t too much for you. It’s so weird not being able to feel anything below the neck. Oh well, at least this job pays well.”

His body sits up and starts feeling around me working his meaty hands into my pants.

“No… Uncle Jack… it’s not a problem at all…” oh my god his body is so horny. I can’t take anymore.

“We’ll have fun this weekend I have to go but make sure my body doesn’t wonder off anywhere. Don’t want to scare the neighbors.”

“Don’t worry Uncle Jack I’ll make sure to keep a close eye on him at all moments.”

“Thanks kid and do you mind sleeping with him?”

“What?!?”

“ You know staying in the same room to make sure it doesn’t wonder off in the night.”

“Of course! That’s no worry at all.”

“Well got to run! I’ll check in with you a little later tonight.”

I said my good bye to Jack and hung up the phone.

I crawled my way up next to him and cuddle up to his body. He wrapped his arm around me while we played footsie.

“Come on big guy let’s get you upstairs and out of those dirty clothes.” Before going anywhere I took a quick peek in his pants and boy I was not disappointed.

Looks like it’s going to be 3 days of just me and my Uncle Jack’s body. I really do have the best Uncle.

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I was in the mall food court, halfway through a slice of greasy pizza, when I noticed him—an older man sitting alone at a small table by the fountain. Bald head catching the light. Big belly under a red polo. A thick, white beard that looked more “off-season Santa” than stylish.

He smiled at me.

“Wish you had a break from your life?” he asked, voice warm, eyes sharp.

I blinked. “Uh, yeah. Kinda.”

“Say it,” he said. “Say you wish you could be me for a bit.”

It was weird. But I laughed and said it.

Then I was him.

No flash. No warning.

One second, I was biting into crust. The next, I was staring at a pizza slice with liver-spotted hands and hairy forearms. My knees ached. My breath felt heavier. I looked down at a belly I didn’t remember growing—and across the table, my old body stood up, grinned, and walked off.

“Thanks for the break,” he said over his shoulder.

And then he was gone.

I barely had time to wobble to my feet before someone grabbed my arm.

“There you are,” a voice said, warm and familiar.

I turned.

A man stood there—mustached, cap low over his brow, denim jacket, and a knowing smile. He rubbed my stomach like it was habit.

“Let’s get you home, baby. You’re due for your beer and some television.”

“I can’t argue with that” I said in the man’s voice.

He took my hand. The weight of it felt so natural it scared me. We walked to his truck, and the whole ride home he told me about errands we’d forgotten and a neighbor’s dog who kept digging in the flower beds.

I didn’t know the names. But the memories started filling in—like someone pouring warm syrup into my brain. Thick. Sweet. Familiar.

By the time we pulled into the driveway, I was already leaning into the seat, belly stretching the hem of my t-shirt. I watched my hands rub it, like it soothed me.

My husband—his husband—looked at me again and smiled.

“You always get quiet like this. It’s cute.”.

Once inside the house, he handed me a cold beer and kissed my cheek, I felt it:

I was still trapped in this man’s body.

But I wasn’t sure I wanted out anymore…

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Dude, when he did his intern gig with the cops, he never thought he'd get to roll on patrol. Just 18 and totally wild, arms like toothpicks, and rocking those thick glasses. But hey, one of the officers had the BroMaker 3000 on his phone.

Dude still had that baby face, but he worked on the rest enough to earn some street cred over the next month. Until then, he just needed those glasses for shooting practice.

More street cred @bruhski67

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The Reset

Frank had it all, a perfect life, an excellent wife. He couldn't ask for more even if he wanted. Despite everything, a feeling of dissatisfaction knawed at him each night, as he reminisced on things from his past, thinking of if he had made a different choice here or there, things might have completely changed.

In a chat with friends at work, talk about a new app called "ResetR" would soon arise, with some giving stories on how it changed their life after only a week. As one guy explained the app to everyone, Frank gawked at how such a thing could even exist. He arrived home late that night, and as he settled into bed, a small tinge of curiosity rose in Frank. Turning over, he looked at his sleeping wife, his eyes softening as he gazed at her features. Guilt washed over him as he turned back over to face his dresser, and grabbed his phone.

Ensuring everything was as silent as possible, he downloaded ResetR. The app downloading quickly, with its stylized "R" icon appearing on his home screen. He would make his account, putting in a detailed amount of personal information in its creation. Logging on, the application showed a vast catalog of people, giving him seemingly endless options. He navigated to the "Create Your Own" section, deciding he wanted as much control over the process as possible. Upon clicking, a massive waiver presented itself, which he scrolled through impatiently. After putting in all of his info, he could finally begin.

He clicked "Begin." A small window opened up beside the main one, and as it loaded, surprise overcame him as he realized it was not a complicated written exam, but rather a questionnaire.

>Would you like to start? Yes. >Please answer each question on a scale of "Strongly Disagree" to "Strongly Agree." Ensure all answers are as honest as possible.

He breezed through them at first, with the questions ranging from personal taste to some deeper philosophical ones. As he answered them, he wondered how this had any impact on creating a new life, but he went through them regardless. After mindlessly answering many of them, it would be Question 34 that would give Frank pause.

>Question 34: I like my current life. He thought over this one, contemplating the many memories anand pressed, "Slightly Disagree"

As the next question appeared, Frank once again was hit with a heavy one.

>Question 35: I want to change my life. With more confidence in his decision, he pressed, "Strongly Agree"

Another question would appear with a simple YES or NO, displayed at the bottom of it.

>Question 37: Would you like to retain social and financial settings from the current life template?

A moment of hesitation would give way to the mouse hitting the NO, button, as he was then directed to a new screen. Able to decide on things such as popularity, and personal attitudes. With most choices already entered, he made his way to the sexuality section, and as he entered things, he hesitated as he got to "Sexual Orientation." Frank wasn't gay, he knew that...right? The question seemed obvious, he wanted a small change, not a gigantic shift. But as he thought back to suppressed crushes, things became complex. With the knowledge that this would only be temporary, he selected "Gay," and closed the tab. With all his selections complete, it was finally time for him to select his location, and live his new life. Wanting to leave some things to chance, Frank chose randomly. Selecting the pill duration, he decided that a month would be a perfect amount of time, buying the pill on the spot.

Five days later, a package would arrive at his door, it was from ResetR. The box was small, containing only a light-blue pill, a collection of small documents, and one small note saying "Enjoy your new life!" He threw the papers aside and held the pill in between his fingers. Grabbing a Diet Coke from the counter, he would take the pill, and in an instant, he felt the blood rush through his veins. Adrenaline coursed through him as he suddenly lost consciousness, the world blacking out around him, and simultaneously exploding in flashes of color.

Waking up, he felt, different. Inspecting his surroundings, he noticed college posters and clothes everywhere. He got up, his new legs adjusting to being used, and made his way to what looked like the bathroom. There was a collection of official documents in there, a passport, birth certificate, and social security number. "They really do everything don't they?" Frank thought to himself. After analyzing the ID card, he took in his new personality. He was now Max, a nineteen-year-old broke college student from Georgia. Looking in the mirror, he noticed his toned muscles and ripped chest, taking in every small detail of this new body of his. Frank (now Max) felt a surge of virility, as his body felt new again.

The sex drive in this new body was certainly something Max had to get used to. People practically threw themselves on him, and he fucked everyone in sight. Having to keep up with this new passion was definitely a welcome sight, and he took advantage of it as much as he could. He admired how his muscles rippled in the mirror as he fucked. Max was on top of the world, and there was nothing that was going to stop him.

Each day had him stuffing his massive cock down a new throat, and soon his cum would be in guys across his college town. He definitely had guys thirst over him back when he was Frank, but he had never seen this level of attention before. Frank was adjusting quickly to the new lifestyle, and the days passed by quickly, as new friendships and love interests would start blossoming. With the month drawing to a close, a wistful look would come over Max's face. When the day ended, he would revert back to his old body, his old life. Regret surged through him as he wondered how he was just going to leave this whole life behind, just as it was starting.

Choosing to utilize his last day to the fullest, he fucked his way through his dorm, took up plenty of new classes, and did everything someone like Max would do. Exhausted, he would settle in bed, and prepared to sleep for his last day as Max. He logged back onto the website from his phone, and went to his previous order details, wanting to see if there were any extension options. After looking over everything again, all the color drained from his new face. Instead of getting the one-month order, he selected the permanent reset option. Taking in the seriousness of what was happening, he now looked for any way to reverse things, but as he saw the giant letters spelling "NO REVERSES ALLOWED ON RESETS," he felt the enormity of things set in.

Little did he know, the period to cancel a permanent reset was five days from the initial reset. With him on the seventh day, he was well past that deadline. A last desperate call to ResetR support would be entirely unsuccessful, and Frank decided to call it in, deciding he could find a solution someday. As he slept that night, Frank well and truly was lost, each memory would soon be replaced with that of Max. As the next day and a new month started, Max awoke to prepare to go to the gym, and as his old life faded away, he settled into his new one perfectly. Days later, Max would receive a text from an unknown number. Opening the message, it read,

"Are you still interested in reversing your permanent reset? This will be the first and last emergency extension given, respond within 24 hours to confirm."

Max looked at the text from the unknown number, and clicked "Block."

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"Why aren't you happy? This is what you wanted after all?"

"You asked to not get pushes around by your coworkers and classmates. So I made you the kind of man who no one would dare mess with."

"Oh? You don't want to be a muscular dumb looking brute? Well, let me help you get more settled into the new you then. Since you want to be such a brat about the gift I bestowed you with."

"There, now your mind is aligned with your new body. You're no longer a young college student working towards a career in tech. But not a military brute who loves to boss others around and show off his powerful physique."

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"Tck, look at you, all hard and leaking, you really want me inside of you, huh? Controlling you around and make you do all the dirty shit you accused me with? Lucky for you, I'm about to do all that and more,"

Glenn could only scream in silence as his vengeful stepson upped the ante and decided to mute him while his stepson enjoyed his time exploring Glenn's mature, hairy bull form. The camera already propped in front of him and if all goes according to his stepson's plan, this one will be an hour long video that his stepson will post in an internet forum filled by all sorts of people connected to each other due to their possession kink, and he will be the main star of the show of the video for the night. The viewers will probably assume that he's just roleplaying and yet followed along with the roleplay, but some of the more secretive one will probably lurk to his personal chat and link up with him about how well the possession process went for him and what pushed him to possess his own father

"Hmmmmm......look at this gorgeous uncut meat, imagining how you created me with this weapon as it impaled mom and seeded her sloppy pussy makes me so fucking turned on. Ooohhh yeah, here comes the flashback, fuck you're hella fit and she's one hell of a stunning chick. Where the fuck is your fleshlight so I can replicate that night when you made me?"