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verus-veritas · 8 days
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From the amazing author that wrote one of my absolute favourite stories on CYOC "Personal Training"! Check out his new take on writing TF stories, as they're pretty good so far!
Check out my "remake" of his incredible story HERE!
And don't forget to give him some love, y'all!
New Tech, New You: Part Four
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It's been nine months. Nine months since Melvin and Chase have had their little mix up. And the new Chase is growing a bit distant from his nerdy "friend." Sure, he has the little guy stop by when he can't get anyone else to suck him off.
And he's been so helpful in doing his laundry! It's the least the dweeb could do now that that the new jock is dieting, working out hard, and winning on stage in the Classic Physique division.
But all good things must come to an end. SwapR has finally gotten back to them. It'll work out the way it should, right? Right?
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Thanks for taking this journey with Chase, Melvin, and me. It's my first completed story. I dunno if they'll all be this long, but I had a good time with it. Even if the new Melvin didn't.
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verus-veritas · 3 months
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Taking Down the Jocks
Reworked Interactive Story from CYOC
Part 1: The Set-Up
You were kicking a stone along the footpath, walking after it, and kicking it again when you reached it. It was Thursday afternoon and you were walking back to the dorms after some classes. You, being the relatively unpopular, unassuming, and unattractive nobody. Not that you were actively disliked, just that nobody really paid attention to you, apart from the football jocks at the campus. They loved to make fun of anybody that wasn't in their group, and that was often directed at you. Even though you often tried to avoid them and disliked them for being a clique, you secretly thought most of them were hot.
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You kicked the rock again and it bounced off the footpath into a muddy patch that was a consequence of all the recent rain your town had been having. As you passed the mud, you looked down at the rock and noticed a spot of brightness in the brown, a speck of gold. Leaning down to see if it was anything interesting, or just a candy wrapper, you saw it was a small band of gold that was half buried under the dirt. Pulling it out of the mud, you found it was a gold ring, adorned with a circle of a green raw cut gem, or crystal. Rubbing off the mud, you put it on to see if it would fit, and it surprisingly slipped onto your finger with ease. 
A gust of wind blew through the leaves on the trees around you, and the world went dark, the footpath, trees and road all disappearing from your sight. You were about to shit your pants in fear when you heard a voice whisper behind you.
"At the dawn of the universe, 5 gods emerged from the light of the galaxy's formation, and they ruled over the Earth for millions of years, each using their individual and unique powers for the betterment of the Earth."
You turned around in the darkness, but nobody was there. You reached a hand out and grasped at only air. The voice continued, now coming from directly in front of you.
"But 3000 years ago they gradually lost their powers, withering away. Before they eventually died, they all agreed to put the last of their life energy and powers into a stone, and laid the magical stone into a ring. The ring has been found and worn by many hands, but none survived longer than 13 days after they found the ring, betrayed by their own greed.”
And now you have the ring. The possessor of the ring has the ability to harness the powers of the Ancient Gods, and are able to bend reality to their will.
With that last sentence left to linger in the cold air, the light returned and the light and warmth of the sun touched your skin again. The Ancient Gods? That couldn't be true. But what other reason could explain the sudden darkness and cold that passed over you, and the voice with no physical body?
You decided the only way to test it was to try and use the ring's powers. You wished to be back at your college dorm with every ounce in your body, and you were suddenly looking into the dorm’s bedroom mirror. You jumped back in surprise though, as the face staring back at you was that of your jock roommate. You soon smiled. He was obnoxious, he was messy, and he left condoms everywhere, but at least he was hot...
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Still, slightly shocked at the fact the ring's power worked, you turned around, and attempted to close your roommate’s bedroom door with a flick of your finger. It took a few tries but it slammed shut with much more vigor than you were expecting on the fourth try. Thinking of what else you could do, you tried to float off the ground. After 5 minutes you figured out the trick was to jump with no intention of falling back to the ground.
After practicing a few other tricks while wearing the ring, you decided it was time to explore. You floated over to his bed, layed down and reached into your roommate’s mind with your powers, giving your borrowed body the best orgasm it had ever had, as you squirted your roommate’s seed all over his room. You swiped some of it off your chest and gave it a taste, clearly enjoying the musky and salty flavor of it. With a couple flicks of your hand, the sperm was cleaned off the walls, and you began to jerk him off all over again.
You woke up in the morning with the sun streaming in through your open blinds, and you rolled over to see your unconscious roommate lying on the floor, completely spent and drenched in his own white seed. You got ready for the day, making sure the ring was firmly planted on your finger, and made your way out the front door. You made sure to leave it slightly open so that someone might find your roommate in that humiliating state. 
You realized you needed more practice using the ring’s powers before you could attempt to change anything major, and the long walk through the campus was a great place to mess with people. Apart from there being nobody in sight at the moment. You used your powers to break a few tree branches, and you started to get the hang of it. It was less like having a giant invisible hand like you expected, and more like using your mind and hands to move the air around the branches.
You were already breaking your twentieth branch when you saw a couple of jocks harassing a bunch of nerds next to a dumpster, and you decided to help the nerds out… by giving them all the jocks’ muscles! You concentrated on their muscles, and the strength within them, and slowly transferred it all from the jocks to the nerds. The two groups quickly noticed and looked startled and confused, as the nerds' clothes ripped apart while the jocks screamed in frail horror. You decided the best thing to do was to walk by pretending you didn't notice anything, as you heard the screams of someone being thrown into the dumpster behind you.
You continued forward, looking at the floor, and when you looked back up you saw you were almost there. You couldn't be bothered to walk so with a quick look around to confirm nobody could see you, you teleported in front of the gates, and walked in. On your way to your lecture hall you saw all the obnoxious jocks goofing around and throwing stuff at others, and you couldn't help but take a second look at their muscular bodies and beautiful faces. Arriving at the lecture hall, you thought about what to do next. You still had some time until your first class, and the ring was pulsating with excitement to be used.
You looked around at the crowds and groups that were all standing in the open campus area. Everyone was either conversing with friends, or studying for their first lessons. You looked around and caught sight of the two people who you've had a huge crush on ever since you enrolled here:
Your eyes glanced over at Jack, who was busy rallying a group of jocks into harassing some studying girls. The heartthrob, the narcissist, and of course the leader of the biggest fraternity of jocks. Anything he said goes, and if you fucked with him you’d be left royally screwed. Not only was his family filthy rich, but they also owned half of the college buildings. Which meant he could get away with literally anything, like the time he almost beat to death a guy behind the bleachers or left a cheerleader pregnant. No one ever heard from those people again…
Still, there was no doubt in your mind that he was one fine specimen. Blue eyes, hot face, amazing jawline, and a fucking amazing plump and firm ass. Although he was slightly shorter than most of the other jocks and clearly wasn’t as talented on the fields, he made up for it with his dashing looks and charisma. He also spent most mornings at the gym, and it showed with his broad shoulders, slim waist, extremely defined muscles, great thighs, and great posture. Looks, money, privilege, he had it all… even if he didn’t truly deserve it.
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On the other side of the hallway you caught sight of Shawn, followed by an entourage of admiring football jocks and worshiping cheerleaders. He was the so-called “Starchild”, who made miracle plays every game and had a whole career already planned out in the future. Star quarterback, the pride of the college, and childhood friend of Jack, no one ever dared to mess with him. Although he always carried himself with respect and never specifically bullied anyone, he always looked down on anyone weak, worthless, and not worth his attention. Which was basically anyone not part of his group of jock friends. Those deep glaring eyes and imposing aura of his made that very clear.
As for his appearance, Shawn was a complete adonis, as if sculpted by god himself. An incredibly tall and handsome jock with short brown hair and stubble, who stood at 6’3 feet tall and was made of pure solid muscles. Biggest, strongest, and fastest, his body would glisten and shine with pure sweat as he ran across the football fields. With his amazingly broad shoulders, broad hips, great thighs and calves, and stunning biceps, it wasn’t a surprise then that he apparently had the biggest penis on campus, measuring at around 8 inches. The so-called “Star Piercer”.
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The bell rang and you made your way through the halls to your courses. You sat and thought about your powers instead of doing the work set for you, and when the professor called on you, you weren't prepared with an answer, and asked to go to the bathroom instead. When you got to the bathroom you closed and locked the door, and looked in the mirror, deeply considering what you could do with your crushes. Your penis was getting excited at the thought of having full control over those sexy jocks, and you took one final look in the mirror as you realized what you truly wanted: 
To BE one of them.
Part 2: Taking down the Star Quarterback
Your thoughts went back to Shawn for a few minutes, thinking of the big muscular jock as he strutted his body through the hallway. His physique alone had caused the rest of the hallway to part when he carried himself by. Between him and Jack, they commanded a sort of subconscious presence, a dominance that caused everyone around them to both notice them, fall into awe of them, and then either get out of their way or do their bidding. Everyone either respected them or were terrified of them. Whereas Jack was the complete asshole and the leader of the jock clique, Shawn was the pride and star of the town, a confident but quiet man who just told people what to do and they listened.
You envied that seeming feel of authority, of dominance. Shawn didn't even realize that he had it, he just worked to be a great athlete, but with his body and with his talent, he had created a much bigger presence at the college than even he realized.
As you stood there in the bathroom, staring at yourself in the mirror, you thought for a moment about possessing Jack, after all, that jock had humiliated you time and time again simply for being a non-jock, an outsider to his clique. While Shawn had never directly bullied you, he was just so damn intimidating that you had never wanted to cross him. But that lust for his presence was making you want to take him. 
"If only I could be him and live his life, just to feel what it's like to be such a dominant and successful jock," you told yourself.
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The ring started to warm up on your finger. Looking down at it, you realized that you could use it to will this very wish into being.
"But how?" you asked yourself.
The ring seemed to understand your desire because right as you asked the question the bathroom door opened and Shawn stepped in. You turned your head and your jaw nearly dropped. Shawn turned his broad shoulders toward you and looked back. At first a glance, and then again with annoyance. "What do you want, shithead?" he asked, before stepping into the bathroom and toward a urinal. He walked with his usual, confident swagger toward the urinals, still 10 feet from them, he unzipped his jeans and pushed his hand into his crotch, already feeling to pull his dick out well before he reached the urinal. As he stepped into it, you could tell that he pulled out his monster cock and aimed toward the urinal. A strong splash of piss hit the ceramic.
Shawn shut his eyes, completely ignoring you, and meditated for a moment. You wanted to listen to his thoughts, so you ordered the ring to help you read his mind. Just as you had suspected, he had already forgotten that you were even in the room, he was thinking about his conditioning after school today, and the fact that he wanted to get to benching 300.
You chuckled to yourself for a moment. Of all the things for anyone to think about, all this jock cared about was getting more swole and showing off to the rest of the team.
You looked back down at the ring on your hand. This single artifact, this one find that you had discovered, it was able to give you whatever you wanted. And you were ready to make your first life-changing wish. To become the incredible jock standing a few feet away from you.
The thought of being Shawn was making you excited, so much so that you could feel your dick starting to push hard against your leg and jeans.
"Yes, I made up my mind. I will possess him completely and live his perfect life!" you told through thoughts to the ring, and as you did so, you noticed your hand started to fade and became more ethereal. You started to become more transparent, like a ghost! But no, it was more than that, you were turning into smoke! "Ahh," you told yourself as you directed the smoke of your hand, causing it to flow towards Shawn. "I can just force my way right into his body!"
The urinal flushed. The distraction caused you to form back into your human body once more.
Shawn walked over to the sink next to yours and started to wash his hands. You turned your head again toward him, then down his stocky arms and toward his hands as they scrubbed the soap between them. He carried a hefty amount of thick, brown hair on them. You figured that he was probably a pretty hairy guy underneath his clothes.
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"What are you looking at, Fag?!" Shawn retorted to you. Then he took his left hand and shoved you backward. "I asked you a question, you piece of shit!" he shouted before stepping toward you again.
You smirked, Shawn had no idea what he was getting himself into.
When he went to push you once more, you grabbed his left forearm with your left hand. The powers of the ring allowed you to hold his thick physique in your grasp despite the fact that he was so much bigger than you. "What did you call me?" you asked him.
For the first time Shawn started to get worried. His eyes widened as he realized that he wasn't able to free his arm of your grasp, but also that you were able to hold him in place.
With your right hand you reached out and grabbed his cheeks, puckering up his lips. "What the fuck?" he said as he realized that you had him completely in your grasp. You pulled his face toward yours until he was only a couple of inches away. Despite being over 50 pounds bigger than you, he could barely move away from your grip.
"I can’t believe soon I’ll be Shawn, the Starchild." you tell him through a form of thought-speak. His eyes widened in horror. "In a few minutes, you'll be nothing but a husk, and I'll have complete control over your incredible body."
Thinking for a moment, you figured you would try something you had never done before, to give the jock a taste of you before you took over his life. You leaned your lips toward his and gave him a long, deep kiss, massaging your lips against his for a few moments.
Shawn was disgusted with the act but more terrified that you were continuing to hold him into a grip that you were. "Your body and life is mine now, Shawn. Thank you and goodbye, forever." you said.
It was then that you ordered the ring to give you the power to possess him completely and wholly, and as soon as you released your lips, you felt your body turn into the ethereal, smoke-like form once more. Not just your hand this time, but your entire body. You felt the weight of your physical clothes fall to the floor and you could feel yourself in your new form as a type of weightless, flyable cloud, an amorphous cloud of vapor.
You directed yourself into Shawn, covering his rugged face and feeling yourself pulled in as Shawn took a terrified breath.
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As you did you felt yourself quickly get swept into the jock's muscular body. You distilled yourself throughout him, feeling yourself flow into his lungs, then his blood, taking over him from the cellular level outward. After he took the first breath you quickly gained control over his lungs and subsequently pulled yourself into him, further and further integrating yourself into his physical body until your entire being became completely integrated into him. You then continued further, deeper, until you found his inner core, his soul. It was warm and pulsating with life, and you quickly decided to envelop it, absorbing it into yourself.
All of your senses quickly fell into line. You took over his vision, hearing, sense of smell and taste, and you could feel his body become your own as his own blood circulated you throughout him. When you finally nestled yourself into his mind you felt yourself adapt to his entire memories, his personality. You became Shawn, the cocky, confident football jock. "Exactly what I always wanted!" you told yourself as you felt his body and mind become your own. Your sense and feeling of strength was amplified tenfold. The body you now held was a tank of power, of endurance, and you could feel the jock's body as one of pure athleticism.
But it was now your own. Truly and completely.
You took one final deep breath as you opened your new eyes. "Ahh! Fuck yea!" you whispered to yourself. Looking back at the mirror, you noticed the jock still looked the same as only a few moments before. "Only this is me now," you told yourself, smirking.
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Looking down at the pile of clothes next to you, what were your old clothes, you took out your old student ID and wallet and picked up the pile and threw them into the trash can. You had no need of them anymore. Looking down at your left finger, you realized that the ring automatically moved with you onto Shawn's body. No, your body. You continued to have possession of and own its powers.
You strutted yourself back to the mirror and pulled back Shawn's t-shirt, revealing a massive bicep. Flexing for a few moments, you pulled up the front of the shirt and admired your new six pack, crunching them and rolling your finger between the brown hairs and valleys on the jock's abs. Relishing into the body that you now owned, you pondered what to do next.
"ARGH!" You shout as you give yourself a big stretch. Every pulsing nerve in Shawn's body felt like so much more life than your old body had. The sheer weight of muscle that encapsulated Shawn's body felt like one pulsing piece of pleasure after another. You smiled again, a wide, cocky, arrogant, proud smile as you looked back in the mirror. You bit your lower lip as your glistening white teeth showed through, cracking another smile and admiring the jock's beautiful and handsome face, deep brown eyes, and intensely masculine muscle on this body, now your body that you held.
You knew everything about Shawn, his history, his personality, his skills. You were in control, in complete possession. After all, Shawn's brain along with his talents now belonged to you, so it wasn’t weird for you to be able to perform as him perfectly.
"First thing's first," you told yourself as you lifted up your arms so your biceps were parallel to the floor. Flexing upward, you watched your muscle bulge against the t-shirt, stretching the fibers as they gave outward. Crossing your arms you flexed again, admiring your new forearms with wisps of brown hair covering them. Your chunky, thick hands had fingers of steel, well cut fingernails and thick, calloused palms.
You couldn't help yourself, you had to see what was underneath. Who the fuck cared if someone walked in. You quickly pulled the t-shirt off as you stepped out of your tennis shoes. Dropping the t-shirt your smile widened as you saw your new, broad shoulders and thick pecs. You traced your hand down your abs, rolling the tips of your fingers over the valleys of muscle as you reached your belly button. There, a thick puff of hair concentrated down to your waist underneath your underwear band. You turned to admire your backside where your lats rippled down your back and your thick shoulders were apparent up against your thick neck.
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"This is too fuckin much!" you whispered. Checking yourself out, you couldn't help but notice that your dick was hardening with every second.
You had to see it.
You unbuckled your belt and unzipped your jeans before shoving both the jeans and gray boxer briefs down to your ankles. The breeze of air hitting your loins caused your dick to jump. You looked down and chuckled as your newly-acquired dick hardened to full mast. The stock of meat was massive, a pulsing eight inch hard monster. Your balls were equally huge and despite being pulled up into your body they were like huge eggs waiting, begging to be touched.
You quickly stepped out of your pants as you turned back to the mirror, moving between a full frontal and a profile angle, admiring the massive football bubble butt and bulked quads that Shawn's body owned. As you looked at your ass, you slid your hands down your abs once more and cupped your balls, shuddering as a new wave of orgasmic pleasure rippled through you. "Ugh," you whispered. Shawn's balls were churned full and ready to explode. You weren't sure if it was caused by the ring or if Shawn was always like this.
Sitting nearby the radiator in the bathroom laid a couple of freestanding cinder blocks. You lifted each with one hand and practiced curls and then presses with your arms, staring at the mirror and admiring the fine contours of muscle bulge and twist with each move.
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Your dick started to leak pre with each press, and you knew you had to give it the attention it deserved. You sat the blocks down and traced your fingers across your dick and balls, feeling them carefully as they cocked into your body and ready to release your new seed.
One hand around your dick and another cupping your balls, you began to pump, each successive thrust brewing a greater and greater orgasmic ripple, a greater wave of pleasure, a greater feeling not only of masculine sex but one of extreme satisfaction, you were now Shawn, you were now the star quarterback, you were now everything you had wanted to be and you would live the most successful life ever.
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But that wasn't all, as you held what you thought was the most powerful ring of eternity, something that could allow you to literally manifest anything and everything you could imagine. What else would you do with it? Who else would you change, who else would you control and influence and seduce. "Umm," you whispered as all these thoughts swirled in your head, you could feel yourself brewing closer and closer, each pump a greater feeling of pleasure than you had ever felt before.
It was time, you knew it was here. Ready to release, you aimed your dick at the mirror in front of you, "ARAGH!" you shouted, a deep guttural moan of pleasure as your dick cocked and exploded. The first shot hit out with such ferocity that it slapped the largest splash of cum you had ever seen, shooting all the way to the mirror in front of you.
Your body rocked in pleasure as a wave of goosebumps and a spasm of pure delight rocked your body, warm cum rolling out of your dick and like a waterfall spilling a puddle in front of you.
"Ummm, fuck yeah!" you groaned as you continued to pump, More and more and more until, finally, it slowed.
You shook your hand to fling off the spooge that had caught onto your hand. Deep, controlled breaths as you reflected on what was the most powerful orgasm of your new life.
"I can do fuckin' anything!" you realized again, smiling at yourself in the mirror. You stretched and turned again to see your dick fading back to its flaccid but extremely impressive state. “But first, let’s find Jack…”
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Part 3: Taking down the Top Jock
You entered the locker room and were immediately hit with the stench of pungent jock musk, a smell both foreign yet familiar to you. A sense of familiarity washed over you as you stood within the metal lockers and cold floor tiles, as if you belonged here, as if it was your second home.
A group of rowdy football jocks stood on the other side of the room, obnoxiously laughing and playing around with the equipment. One of them was kicking the ball against a brick wall with their muscular thighs and calves. You had always fantasized about fucking them, and now you had the power of the Fallen Gods on you finger to do so. Fuck it, you thought, you could literally do whatever you wanted now and nobody could stop you.
You walked over to the locker labeled with your name “Shawn”, and subconsciously entered the code for the lock without any effort. Some old worn sports clothes and a jockstrap laid inside, which you couldn’t help yourself but grab and push it close to your face, giving it a deep long inhale. It smelled just like you, and that was euphoric.
You weren’t sure what to do next though, and it was hard to focus with all the loud jocks yelling and screwing around. If only everyone could stay quiet and calm down, you thought as the ring on your finger began to heat up. Sure enough, the ring heard your request and slowly everyone began to slow down until they completely stopped, as if frozen in time. Even the football floated in midair, halfway through its journey towards the brick wall. You had stopped time for everyone else in the locker room except yourself and now had all the time in the world.
Deciding to inspect the scene in front of you, you walked over to the jocks and smiled. Some of them were halfway through a step, others were bending over in awkward positions, and one of them was slightly suspended in the air with his leg raised into a kick. You got closer to him and were able to see his giant thighs on full display. With a devious smirk on your handsome face, you reached out and touched them, the softness and warmth of the supple skin still there. You continued tracing your hands up his meaty legs until you reached into his shorts and felt his underwear, which contained his sizable bulge. Suddenly you caught sight of your true goal; Jack, standing there by his locker completely undressed.
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Jack was the top jock on the campus, with his cocky and arrogant attitude, and lack of care for anything or anyone. With an unlimited resource of money, privileges, and the worst personality ever, it wasn’t hard to understand why everyone was terrified of him. Yet, you couldn’t help but salivate from your mouth as you went over and began exploring every inch of his frozen immaculate body.
He had a classic jock body, with broad shoulders that lead down into a smaller waist, creating a perfect V-shape. His biceps were giant and he had meaty pecs that jutted out from his chest. He had some powerful calves right underneath his firm thighs and plump ass, all dusted with light colored hair. You couldn’t resist putting your hand on his ass, and moved it all over his smooth body, fully feeling every inch of his muscles. You left it to rest on his left pec, and looked over his head. He had such striking features on his face, smooth with perfect complexion, almost innocent-looking had it not been for his privileged background and horrible personality.
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That gave you the perfect idea, after you’ve had your fun that is…
You stepped back from Jack and looked at the group of frozen jocks horsing around with the football.
"Holy shit," you tell yourself. You willed this. Every one of these jocks who you had lusted after for years are now completely at your, and only at your, disposal.
A smile crept across your handsome face. You looked around the hall and realized just what had become of you. You were no longer beholden to the rules of mortals. A feeling of superiority washed over your mind as you realized just what the ring has enabled you to become. A fucking god!
As you turned your attention to the ring, you noticed the powers that were embedded within it, and that it was completely attached to your will and want. Its powers simply waiting for your mind to command it to give you whatever you desire, at any time or place. You allowed time to restart as you stepped back towards your own locker, smirking at your newfound abilities. You had spent years jerking off to the thought of these buck naked men, not to mention a lust to touch them. Now you had not only touched two of them, but had one such body of your own!
Your attention turned back to Jack. He had gotten away with so much bad shit ever since his father literally bought the school. Whether it was hooking up with every girl in his sight or bribing the professors into passing him, the success had gotten to his head. He was also known for bullying the smaller guys on campus on multiple occasions. You remembered one time last year when you were sitting outside working on your math homework, only to have Jack's goons hold you down while he stuffed his used jockstrap into your mouth. His crotch musk filled your nose as they laughed at you, not realizing that they had satisfied one of your deepest lusts. Despite your humiliation, you remember exactly what the jock smelled like. And you wanted to capture it again.
"But this time," you told yourself, "it's not me who is going to be humiliated." You had lusted after Jack for the last few years, hoping they would introduce you to his jockstrap once more. Now it's you who would be in control.
The bell rang and the gang of jocks began to split up. "Hey bro, don't forget about the party at Mason’s tonight," another jock shouted to Jack as they bumped fists. "I heard Brie’s sister is gonna be there."
"Damn, really? Guess I’ll be fucking both sisters.” Jack responded, "Just imagine the drama… They gonna be so fuckin' mad! Crazy bitches!"
Jack turned around quickly, too fast for you to dart your eyes away from his own. He gave you a somewhat respectful nod, but briefly frowned before stepping away.
"Did he seriously get bigger since last time, the fucks wrong with him? Asswipe. Probably thinks he can look down on me just because he’s better at throwing a stupid ball…" You could read Jack's mind thinking to himself, as his feelings of jealousy and rage washed over you. You had no idea their relationship was this strained, even though they used to be childhood friends.
"Still, thanks for the compliments…" you thought to yourself as you looked down and flexed your beefy biceps. You loved how much power and potential this body had.
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You dove into Jack's mind for a moment while he walked out to his Tesla to unload his sports bag. Quickly, you flipped through his whole life like a book. The jock's talents, abundant fortune, shallow friends, heavy partying and reckless sex life. He lost his virginity years ago and was currently active with four girls that went to the same classes as him. He was currently lusting after a cheerleader named Brie, hoping they could get together tonight at his parent's house since apparently they were out of town. Although now he was debating if maybe he should go for the younger sister first.
You shook your head, not wanting to dwell more on the disgusting things he was planning on doing.
"Now, how do I get this guy alone?" you asked yourself.
The bell rang again, a sign that some classes and seminarss were starting soon. The hallway and locker room began to empty out. A devious idea quickly came into your mind.
"You have time, Jack, don't you need to take a piss?"
Jack grabbed some of his books before feeling the need to use the restroom. He turned and quickly started walking toward the nearest bathroom.
"Don't go there, Jack, you should use the locker room," you commanded telepathically.
Looking back into Jack's mind, you could tell that Jack was confused as to why he felt compelled to go to the football team locker room. Never before had he needed to go to the locker room before just to take a piss. But he obeyed his mind and continued down the hall, through the gym, into the athletic center, and into the men's football locker room.
Jack didn't pay any mind to the fact that you were still standing there inside, being too focused on emptying his own bladder. Before the door shut to the restroom area, you slipped in behind him. Using your new powers, you surveyed that the locker room before and the stalls were all empty, with the football coach in a morning meeting upstairs.
Jack quickly set his stuff to the side and proceeded to a long row of undivided urinals. You imagined yourself now being among that row of football jocks, taking pisses and sizing each other up buck naked. With you no doubt having the largest and girthiest equipment of them all. The very thought made you painfully hard.
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Jack unzipped and began to pee. "That's better," he whispered.
You took a step, just loud enough to draw up his attention. Jack turned and saw you staring at him with a slight smile across your face. The first time you've ever been able to be smug to a jock like Jack.
“The fuck?!” Jack jumped a bit, surprised there was someone else in there with him. The interrupted stream of piss resumed once he saw who you were. “Oh, it’s just you. What do you want?”
You decided to take a few more steps towards him, hoping to make him more uncomfortable. He turned again, giving you a long thoughtful glare before a smirk emerged on his devilish handsome face. It seemed Jack wasn’t about to be intimidated by you. “I knew something was wrong with you the way you were staring at me earlier…”
“You’re a fag, aren’t you?” he asked demeaningly with a malicious grin on his face, making sure to put extra emphasis on the "fag". Not that it mattered to you. Not anymore.
Jack tugged his dick then turned to flash it openly to you before zipping it back into his jeans. "Just wait till Coach and the other boys hear of this! The team is only for real men, not for homos like you. You’re done, finished. Hah!"
"Oh Jack," you responded with an amused tone. "I don’t think they’re actually going to care, not that you’ll want to tell them anyway."
Jack tightened his right fist. "Yeah, and why wouldn’t I tell them?" He asked, as he slowly took steps toward you and stared you up. "Now get out of my way or I'm gonna lay one on your eye, and knock you out till the New Year. I’m not afraid of you just because you’re bigger, you motherfucker!"
You smiled as you ordered his legs to stop. Jack's expression turned from aggression and anger to surprise. "Woah!" he said, catching his balance, trying to stop himself from falling over.
"Time for a little payback, Jackie Boy," you said, as you ordered his hands up to his hoodie. Jack involuntarily pulled it off, revealing the jock's tanned arms with a thin but noticeable layer of blond hair over them. They were sculpted up to his biceps, thick, meaty arms that he had spent years on in the campus gym.
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Jack threw the hoodie to the side. "Oh what was that?" He asked, his breathing intensifying out of his surprise and fear of what his body was doing without his control. "I didn't do that just now, did I?"
He turned to you with a look of pleading. "W-what's going on?" he asked, finally with a look of fear in his eyes.
"You're under my control," you told him, with your smile widening. "I can do whatever the fuck I want now, and what I want is for you to get out of those clothes."
"Huh?!" Jack said, his demeanor quickly turning to a submissive, confused and vulnerable man. "Wait, what is going on?" He kept repeating.
"Kick off those shoes," you commanded, and ordered Jack to cross his feet and kick off his tennis shoes.
"Holy shit," Jack whispered, continuing to pull his socks off. It was the first time in his life that he felt truly without control.
"And the pants, jock boy," you commanded again, Jack quickly unbuttoning as he watched his hands in horror.
He shoved down the sweatpants to his ankles, revealing his dark gray boxer briefs. Sitting squarely between his legs, his six inch, fat, uncircumcised dick resting in front his fat testicles. Your smile widened. You had never seen the top jock this close before, and he was now finally yours.
Jack stepped away from his undergarments, his face still one of complete shock. "Wait wait wait wait, what are you doing, Bro? What the fuck is going on?" his voice was getting louder and more fearful.
"Don't worry," you reassured him. "Just having a little fun before I seal the deal..."
You dropped your backpack behind you and started walking toward Jack. As you did, you willed your clothing off of your body, peering down as your t-shirt, jeans, shoes and socks incinerated off of your jock body. You were left only in your musky jockstrap, that you had decided to wear earlier from the locker. You walked up to Jack and, ordering him to lift his arms, you slid your hands up his chiseled abs, rested them on his pecs for a moment, and then pulled the shirt off of him. "No, no, no" Jack whispered desperately.
"Come on, big man, why don't you just give it a try? You've never lusted after a dude before?" you whispered close to his ear. “I’m sure you’ll enjoy it…” you ordered him, as the ring on your finger warmed up.
You reached your hands to his package and stroked his underwear, feeling his engorged rod as it began to stiffen. You stroked it at just the right rhythm to turn the arrogant jock on, pushing right where his sensitive points were. "Ugh," he responded, and somehow started to feel more and more lust for the situation despite being straight all his life. "Umm," he groaned again, his hardening dick approaching the band of his underwear.
"You like that?" you asked, arching your neck down to kiss his neck and cheeks, giving him little taps of kisses as you started to head toward his mouth. Jack had now shut his eyes, completely lost in the most orgasmic build up of his life.
You pushed your hands around to the sides of the jock's toned ass and rolled his underwear down, feeling the peachfuzz of blond hair across the sides of his asscheeks as you did so. You let the band snap over his dick as it bounced to attention, finally free from the underwear. Jack stepped forward to facilitate pushing his underwear down to the floor, and he stepped out of them.
Jack opened his eyes, "don't do it, bro" he pleaded. "Don't do it."
"Do it" you ordered, and with that Jack shoved down your underwear and began to massage your dick.
You began to grapple with Jack and felt his body up as he did to yours, too. You then ordered him to reach his hands to your dick and begin stroking it. He looked down at your incomparably larger dick as tears began to well up in his face. "Why?" he whispered.
"Bend over," You responded, as you shoved the jock back before pushing his head down onto the urinal in front of you. He held on as he bent over. You dragged your rugged hands up his legs to his rear and positioned yourself perfectly.
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"No! Don’t you dare-" Jack threatened, but you simply grinned as you thrust your dick into his hole, pushing with as much force as you could muster.
"OH FUCK YEAH!" You groaned as Jack whimpered. As you began pumping, you realized you are fueled just as much by your want to humiliate the school’s most arrogant jock, as much as your want for him to notice and love you.
"You're mine, little man!" You shouted. "Every last inch of your being, you're now under my control, let this act be the mark of my dominance. OH FUCK!" You could feel your hefty balls ready themselves before churning, pumping your thick starchild seed, volley after volley into the spasming jock.
You wished for your body to produce more, to keep going, as you had a second, then a third full on orgasm, each better than the one before. Your seed began to leak out and dribbled down the jock’s athletic legs as he began to cry. "Stop it please, stop it!" he said between sobs.
You kicked his legs and shoved the naked jock onto the floor of the locker room as you stepped back. Your still hard cock bounced up and down as you admired and flexed your own sweaty body. "Oh fuck that felt amazing!" you roared. "I’m Shawn, and I can fuckin do anything now!"
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Jack tried to crawl away on the floor for a moment before stopping from exhaustion. You turned back to him. "Hey Jack!" You shouted. “It’s time!"
Jack turned his head from where he sat nude on the floor towards you, fear in his eyes, all traces of the cocky confident jock from ten minutes ago gone. You stepped towards him, reaching out your arm, until you were close enough to rest your hand on his shoulder. You rubbed his shoulder and knelt down until you were at eye level with him.
"Jack, I'm going to tell you what I'm going to do to you so I can witness your reaction before it happens. I'm going to use the same powers I just tested on you to make you fall deeply, and passionately in love with me. In fact, we’ve been together ever since our childhood days, a love between us so strong and persevering through time itself. A true love story of sorts, so secret no one knows but us."
Jack's face turned from showing an expression of fear to one of horror, his mouth and nose contorting to show his obvious disgust at your plan. You leaned in closer and added more things in a low husky voice.
"And you’re going to be a much better person. Kind, compassionate, and supportive of others no matter your differences, but still confident and proud of who you are. You’ll spend more time on your studies to make your parents proud, but also keep going to the gym to stay in perfect athletic shape, for me. You’re going to use your prestige and family’s trust funds to help those in need, while keeping just enough to give us a lavish lifestyle. Such as taking me to your family’s private beach house every weekend so I can fuck that plump ass of yours."
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He looked into your eyes, his face still reading disgust, and in a last-ditch effort he spat into your open mouth, and catching you by surprise he launched upwards, grabbing your upper arms with his hands and pushing you to the floor so that he was above you, looking down into your eyes. Your dick sprung upwards at the sight of him above you, excited by the closeness and feeling of his naked thighs on yours.
"You're not doing anything to me you deranged faggot, I'm going to fucking snap your neck and you'll never speak to me again!" he said, recoiling one of his arms in preparation for a punch to your face. You used the opportunity to quickly break free from his grasp, which required barely any effort given your enormous strength, and in one quick move wrestled him stomach-first down onto the cold hard floor. He laid flat against the tile floor as you held your knee on top of him, using your entire weight to keep him from moving anywhere.
“Stay still. This will be over before you know it.” You felt the ring on your finger slowly heat up, and subconsciously tell you it required direct contact to rewrite a subject’s whole life and reality. The heavy wheezing and thrashing underneath you made it apparent that Jack was beginning to panic.
“W-wait! Fuck!! You’re basically turning me into a pussy! A loser! No, no, no!! Please, stop! I-I’ll work under you, I’ll give you all my money, I’ll even make sure no one threatens your career! Just, please anything but that! I can’t possibly live like that! I don’t deserve-”
You didn’t let him finish his sentence before you brought your enormous hand against his plump ass and gave it a loud and hard slap. The ring burned hot on your finger as the red imprint of your palm slowly emerged on Jack’s right butt cheek.
The slap was so loud and so hard, it seemed to have completely paralyzed Jack, leaving him slack-jawed and staring forward in utter shock. He remained in that same frozen position for a minute or so, until a tingle seemed to pass through his body. Immediately his shoulders slumped, his whole body relaxed, and facial expression changed - to one of pure lust and ecstasy.
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“Oh, sorry. What were we talking about again, babe?” Jack asked, as he turned around with a smirk on his handsome face. His tone of voice seemed softer and more gentle, and his entire demeanor seemed to have changed. “That slap just felt sooo good!”
Seeing the change in his nature, you released him and helped him up, noticing immediately his engorged member poking against your thigh. “Oops, guess I got a bit too carried away…” 
You felt him lean in closer, moving his hands onto your thick and strong back, as his gentle hands rubbed it sensually. You opened your mouth to allow the tongue that was trying to open your lips in, moving your tongue into his breathing hot mouth.
Jack moved his hands down your back, grabbing your asscheeks and squeezing them lightly. You looked into each other's eyes and through what seemed like telepathy, which it easily could've been, you both got into position. You spreading your legs wider and him getting on his knees, with his lips almost but not quite touching the tip of your throbbing dick. You looked down on Jack’s flustered face before pushing your head onto his gaping warm mouth. He expertly wrapped his soft lips around your massive stick and began moving his mouth up and down it, causing you to moan in ecstasy and sending you straight to blowjob heaven.
You sped up, lost in the frenzy, before you finally climaxed down his throat. He kept sucking copious amounts of your salty man seed down into his stomach, as if he hadn’t had a single drop of water all day.
Then, before you even had time to recover Jack suddenly stood up and pushed you back into the locker room, grinning widely as he did. Pushing you down onto one of the benches with a loud thud, he quickly climbed on top of you and aligned his scorching hot hole against your still pulsating monster. “Now stay still, big boy. I’ve been yearning for your “Star Piercer” all day, and I only have half an hour left before my next class. You’re gonna let me milk you dry before then…”
You could only howl and moan in pure pleasure as Jack sat himself down, forcing you deeper and harder into him than you could ever imagine. You never would’ve thought of him as a power bottom, but you’re so glad for it…
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An undefined time passed before the locker room door opened and you both peered outside, making sure no one was in sight. You and Jack quickly walked out, acting as if nothing had happened. He suddenly pulled your neck down and gave you a sloppy kiss on the lips, before whispering deeply into your ear. “I love you, my big boy. You know I can’t wait for the weekend.” Jack beamed with joy, as he turned around and disappeared down the hallway.
You were still reeling from the afterglow of the entire encounter. You never expected that you would experience six orgasms within half an hour, and yet that was the reality. A reality given to you thanks to a small ring sitting on your finger. Just a few hours ago you were a nobody, always fantasizing and lusting after the jocks within your life. Now, you were Shawn, the star quarterback, destined to a life of success, with a rich and influential boyfriend to boot. A new body, a new identity, a new life, and a new love. The very thought made you chub up all over again, leaving you walking down the hallway while constantly adjusting your enormous crotch…
Epilogue
A few months had passed since the day you became Shawn and claimed Jack as yours. You were truly living the perfect jock life, with a successful career and loving boyfriend. Everyday you’d still find yourself amazed over the athletic prowess and sports experience your new body had. The feeling of blazing across the football field was exhilarating, and every goal you landed made you feel more and more proud over who you were and what you would become. You were Shawn, the Starchild, and you were planning on staying that way forever.
You and Jack were still deeply in love. There wasn’t a single day when you didn’t long to plow that plump athletic ass of his, and he desperately yearned for your creamy “Star Seed”. It also didn’t take long for you two to finally decide to come out. Though the other jocks were shocked initially, surprisingly many were very accepting of your new sexuality. Not that they had much of a choice anyways. It was either accept it, suddenly turn gay the day after… or be completely replaced. One prime example being Shawn’s dad, a former college jock turned body-builder, who refused to accept his son’s newfound sexuality. Everyone was surprised when the middle-aged man suddenly started talking and acting like one of the college’s openly-gay twink, who had suddenly disappeared the day before…
In the end, you had completely rebuilt the dynamics of the college and town. You had united the different groups of jocks, made your town one of the most gay-friendly neighborhoods, and had Jack and his powerful family spread their influence all over the world. Although you weren’t interested in world domination, with the ring on your finger nothing was impossible.
For now, you were living the life you had always dreamed of, and you were loving every single second of it. You truly believed it would never end.
That is, until a few months later when the old coach finally decided to retire. A younger, more experienced, and quite famous football coach was to replace him. You wouldn’t think much of it then, but you had no idea about the vendetta he carried against the former Shawn, nor that he had a special ring of his own…
For the next few months, the perfect life you had built up would be completely turned upside down...
To Be Continued...
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Merry late Christmas and Happy New Year to you all! Hope you enjoyed this present I prepared to end this year with! For those that wonder, I'm doing well health-wise and I just recently got a new job. The future is still somewhat uncertain, so we'll see how much time and energy I'll actually have for writing. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to another year of great TF stories! /Verus
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Lesson for a Lesson
Bryan considered himself to be a cut above the rest. He had always been the kind of guy to turn the other cheek when it comes to handling conflict with others. Even if they were the biggest asshole Bryan has ever met, he’d never stoop down to yelling vulgarities or other petty insults just to get back at them. He’d keep his cool attitude, stay respectful, and minimize future interactions; even if the person didn’t deserve as much as a single look in their general direction. Bryan held the title of always being the bigger person with pride, regardless of how haughty it made him look to others.
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However, Bryan’s high and mighty attitude would soon meet its biggest enemy yet when the new neighbor Mr. Martin moved in down the hall. Bryan didn’t think much of Mr. Martin at all when he first met him. Mr. Martin was a single man living on his own. He was pushing 40 and worked as a PE teacher/football coach for the local high school. All in all, Mr. Martin was a pretty ordinary guy. 
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As far as Bryan was concerned, Martin would just be another face he’d occasionally run into in their shared apartment building but ultimately ignored otherwise. And that was more or less how their relationship continued for the next month or so. They’d share pleasantries, but nothing else beyond that. They were friendly neighbors, at least until the first time they bumped heads. 
Their apartment building had an open access rooftop with a fully furnished lounge. Residents were free to make use of the lounge as they pleased. One day, Bryan decided to take his boyfriend up to the lounge so they could stargaze together out on the rooftop. While the two lovebirds were spending time together, Martin also happened to show up sometime later. He had brought his telescope to do some stargazing himself. Both parties kept to themselves for the most part. That is until Bryan and his boyfriend began to get intimate. Martin shot them a dirty look but then didn’t say anything at first. Only after a few minutes passed and the two boyfriends were still making out did Martin decide to speak up.
“Hey, I understand that you two are ‘in love’ or whatever, but can’t you go do that in a private room? This is a shared space after all, I don’t want to see that out here.”
Bryan didn’t appreciate the stern tone of voice Martin used with him. It made him feel small, like he was back in high school. He was just as much an adult as he was! But Bryan decided to bite his tongue. Martin had a fair point, it probably wasn’t very considerate of him to be full-on tongue kissing with his boyfriend out in public the way they were. So he apologized, took his boyfriend down to his place, and that was the end of that minor spat. 
But that incident turned out to be only the start of their problems. Soon after, Bryan decided to buy a new welcome sign for his front door. It was a pride welcome sign and had big rainbow letters on it. It only took a day until Martin was knocking on his front door, asking him to take it down. Naturally, Martin would never outright say he wanted it gone because of the rainbows, but Bryan wasn’t stupid. He knew how to connect the dots and read in-between the lines. Only a homophobe would be pushing so strongly for a pride sign to get taken, and Bryan would sooner drop dead than bend over for a bigot. He stood his ground, and Martin left with a scowl on his face. 
From that point on, Bryan and Martin were constantly at each other’s throats. Jab after jab and nonstop passive aggression. They continued having incidents and their animosity for each other only grew steadily over time. Bryan was getting fed up, but he never backed down nor did he ever blatantly disrespect Martin, even when he had no problem disrespecting him. It was an uphill battle, but Bryan saw a light at the end of the tunnel. His lease would be up for renewal soon. All he had to do was not renew his lease, move out, and he’d never have to see Mr. Martin ever again. It was simple! 
Or so Bryan thought. One morning, after Bryan’s boyfriend had spent the night over at his place, he received a very interesting text. One that would snap Bryan’s patience in half.
Babe! I ran into your bigoted neighbor in the elevator last night. I tried to ignore him, but he wouldn’t leave me alone. He kept harassing me and when I wouldn’t talk to him, he started calling me a worthless fag. I’m okay, he didn’t touch me, but I wanted to tell you what happened. I’m not sure I feel comfy enough to go back to your place anymore. : (
Bryan read over the text a couple of times. Once he made sure he read it right, Bryan decided enough was fucking enough. He then slammed his phone down on the nightstand and marched straight to his closet. He never wanted to be the kind of guy who got revenge, but Martin crossed a line after he went after his boyfriend. And if Bryan was going to get revenge, then he was going to come at him at 110%. He had to dig through his things but he eventually found what he was looking for- a body swapping potion. 
Bryan plucked the tiny vial out of his closet. He had saved it for when he really needed to use it, and getting payback on a bigot seemed like the perfect time to use it. Before he could use it, he had to prepare for what comes after the swap. He pulled out a chair and made a makeshift rope out of some leather belts he had laying around. Bryan then proceeded to drink the potion, but instead of swallowing it right away, he held the brew in his mouth. It tasted rancid, but he held out. Bryan used the belts to tie himself up to the chair, completely immobilizing himself so that Martin couldn’t do anything in his body. He used a real knot technique too, just for extra security. Once he was satisfied with his setup, Bryan swallowed the potion and blacked out.
The body swapping potion took effect immediately. Bryan’s consciousness left his body in the form of a long, glowing, snake-like mass of matter. It slithered out of his body through his nostrils and plopped onto the ground. It then began its long journey towards its intended target. Bryan felt weird leaving his lifeless body behind, especially while knowing that Martin would soon be inside of it, but he carried on with his mission. Their swap would only be temporary after all; once Bryan had his fun, they’d switch right back. 
Bryan’s soul made its way to the nearby high school where Martin worked. Luckily, nobody was able to see it slithering by. It slithered into the faculty bathroom where Mr. Martin was just about finishing up his midday shit. Bryan’s soul squeezed underneath the closed bathroom door with ease and slithered right up to Martin.
“Hm?” Martin noticed something glowing out of the corner of his eye. He lowered the magazine he was reading and screamed when he saw the giant, translucent snake creeping up on him. Martin leaped up into the air out of shock with his pants still around his ankles. Big mistake. 
Bryan’s soul quickly expanded until it was the size of an anaconda. It then used its massive size to wrap around Martin, constricting his mobility. Mr. Martin was hyperventilating. He couldn’t move! All he could was watch as the tip of the glowing snake tickled the head of his exposed cock.
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A cold shiver ran through Martin’s body with the soul snake’s cool touch. The soul snake then forcibly wiggled its way into Martin’s dick slit. The sensation of getting penetrated made his cock harden up to full mast. Bryan’s soul then slithered down the length of Martin’s girthy member. Martin threw his head back as his body got taken over. He purred a deep, sensual mmm! as it happened. He could feel the cold feeling that started at his groin spread out to the rest of his body as Bryan’s soul took over his body for itself. 
The body takeover started off slowly at first, but as Martin’s body got filled with Bryan’s being, the process began to rapidly speed up. Suddenly, the entire anaconda started rushing into Mr. Martin’s body through his cock. Martin was gasping as the waves of pain rolled over his body. Luckily for him, it only lasted another five seconds. With one slurp, his now engorged cock swallowed up the last few inches of Bryan’s soul.
“Nrrghhh… Fuck…” Martin moaned. Those moans were the last thing Martin said before his body hunched over to throw up his own soul snake. Martin’s soul snake came rushing out of his mouth. Once it was out, it slithered out the bathroom, likely on its way to take over Bryan’s limp body. It left behind a smirking Mr. Martin, only this time, it was Bryan who was in control.
“Whew! That was easy!” Bryan said with his new, baritone voice as he stood up. Bryan immediately noticed the difference in their bodies as his consciousness adjusted to its new heavier, hairier vessel. His nostrils were penetrated by the strong yet familiar musk of his own hairy pits. He took a sniff of his new sweaty body odor and let out a loud, satisfied ahh! Bryan could literally feel how every new inch of skin felt as he moved around in Martin’s body. He then stretched out his new body, while also getting a feel for the thick hair he had all over his body. Bryan always had a thing for furry men, though he was never able to grow much body hair himself. To be able to takeover a hairy body like Mr. Martin’s was just icing on the cake for him. 
Bryan took a look at his reflection in the mirror, winked at himself, then stepped out of the bathroom, ready for revenge. He had one hand on the doorknob while using his other hand to jerk off, making sure he was still nice and hard for what he was about to do. An evil grin formed on his face. It was go time.
Bryan stepped out of the faculty bathroom ass naked with his erect cock swinging around freely. He wore a proud smile on his face as he displayed his hairy body in full display. He then wrapped a hand around his cock and proceeded to jerk off ferociously. Bryan made sure to exaggerate the volume of his moans and groans to make sure any nearby faculty heard him. Surely enough, someone heard him, and they stepped in to see the glorious sight of revenge live.
“WHAT THE FUCK!? MR. MARTIN HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND!?” the man shouted. He drew the attention of other nearby adults, who all came in to see what was happening. All of their jaws dropped to the floor as ‘Mr. Martin’ laid down on the table, naked and grinning.
“What do you mean? It’s my lunch break, brah! I deserve to have a little stress relief before I go back to teaching those cocksuckers- I mean, wonderful students! Hey, do any of y’all happen to have sweaty socks on right now? I could reallyyyy use a hand, I wanna finish quickly and my pits aren’t enough to get me there.”
Bryan lifted his arm and took a deep, loud whiff of his dank pit smell. The sight of watching Bryan lick up the droplets of sweat forming on his pit hairs made some of the standby faculty gag. They began to disperse.
“Shut the door to the faculty floor! We can’t let anyone else find out about this!!”
“I-I’ll go call a therapist, he’s definitely gone insane…”
“What’s the matter with y’all? Pshhh y’all act like you’ve never seen a dick before! Don’t be afraid! Bask in the full glory of the male body!! Look at my beautiful, hairy body!”
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“Alright, Mr. Martin, let’s just take some deep breaths and get some clothes back on…”
“MAN FUCK Y’ALL!! Y’all some lame ass bitches! I don’t need y’all, I’ll just finish myself off!” Bryan lifted his leg high up in the air. His puckered up, hairy asshole was now on display for all to see.
“Here’s a cool biology fact for y’all! Did ya know you don’t need to go that deep to reach the male g-spot?” Bryan licked up his middle finger until it was soaked with spit. He then reached over to his ass, rubbing around his hole until his finger slipped in with ease. He let out an obscene moan as he fingered himself. “You really need about a knuckle’s length to get to the prostate, you just gotta- AWW FUCKK!! I found it!”
Bryan began jerking off and fingering himself at exaggerated speeds while howling and grunting like a monkey in heat. He accidentally farted while fingering himself, and the smell of his flatulence combined with his sweaty musk to create a particularly potent odor. He made sure to make a display of him sniffing up the strong smells while the audience covered their nose. He kept the act of intense masturbation up for another minute or so, really letting himself get into character, until finally climaxing. Bryan quickly pulled his finger out of his ass and used both hands to pump his cock. 
“Ohhhh fuckkkk that feels soooo gooood…!!” Bryan went cross-eyed as he slowly stroked his throbbing cock with the firm grip of his man paws. The pressure of trying to hold it in was building up, making for an extra strong orgasm that Bryan couldn’t help but give himself into. “Get ready y’all… Here comes Old Faithfullll!!”
Just as he advertised, an eruption of jizz came flooding out of Bryan. His whole body was twitching from orgasmic pleasure, but he managed to hold himself together just enough to point his cock around. He became a squirt gun as he shot load after load of warm, sticky cum all over the faculty lounge and himself. The whole place became covered in his seed, leaving him huffing for breath after such an intense climax. Any remaining faculty had evacuated once they saw what was about to happen, leaving Bryan alone in the lounge.
“Alright… Mission accomplished…” Bryan said with bated breath. “I just… I just gotta switch back…”
Bryan was satisfied. Not only did he completely destroy Mr. Martin’s reputation, but he’ll be coming back to his body naked and covered in jizz at his own workplace! Bryan was sure he’ll be absolutely humiliated, especially considering how many witnesses saw ‘Mr. Martin’ lose his shit in public. 
Bryan steadied his breathing in preparation to swap back to his own body. He had paid top dollar to get the most premium potion money could buy. The body swapping potion was special in that all he needed to do to switch back was simply think about! He focused his mind, thought about what he wanted to achieve, and willed himself back to his body! 
…But nothing happened.
Bryan opened his eyes to find himself still in the teacher’s lounge inside of Mr. Martin’s body. 
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He wasn’t sure what he did wrong. He tried again but to no avail. He tried swapping back with his mind again and again but no matter how many times he tried, nothing happened. Bryan was quickly growing nervous, especially as he heard police sirens coming nearby. He tried several more times but it was futile. Bryan was arrested for public indecency as Mr. Martin before he could swap back to his original body. Bryan was in deep shit and he knew it.
The next three days were absolutely miserable for Bryan. He had spent those days locked up and berated for what he did. He hated every second of it. All he wanted was to get back inside his own body and run back into the arms of his beloved. No matter Mr. Martin. No more misery. No more pain.
Bryan pleaded guilty on all charges and took a plea deal in order to avoid jail time. He paid a hefty price for his freedom; a total fine of $50,000, 100+ hours of community service, house arrest, court mandated therapy, and he had to register as a sex offender. But Bryan didn’t care, they weren’t tied to his real identity after all.
Once he was out, Bryan traveled back to his apartment as fast as he physically could. He made it back to his apartment in record time and used the secret key to get inside. He was praying to God that his body would still be sitting there tied up in the chair, just waiting for him to return. He opened the door and his heart immediately sank when he saw an empty chair and torn belts. Bryan dropped to his knees. His eyes began to tear up. He noticed there was a sheet of paper sitting on the chair. Bryan crawled over to it. It was a handwritten letter, and it read: 
Hey there! First off, I want to thank you for switching bodies with me. To tell you the truth, I’m not the real Mr. Martin. The original Martin is looong gone now after so many swaps. But me, I actually used to be just like you. I was gay and pissed off at Martin, and like you, I decided to body swap with him to teach him a lesson for his homophobia. But then I found myself in the same situation I’m sure you’re in right now. I couldn’t swap back to my original body. For some reason, Mr. Martin’s body won’t allow its owner to leave. Only someone else can initiate a swap with Mr. Martin. I’m really sorry man, but I can’t go back. I won’t go back! I’m stealing your body for myself. My mind has been trapped in that homophobic body for God knows how long, just swimming around in that vile hatred… I want to be my own person again. I’ll be praying for you, I hope someone swaps with you before Mr. Martin’s body corrupts your mind, but considering how quickly it took over mine, it’s not looking good. Again, I’m so sorry. Best of luck. PS - Don’t worry about your boyfriend, I’ll be sure to love him just as much as you did and more! He’s safe with me. Bryan. 
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Bryan was dumbfounded by the letter. He was even more dumbfounded by the pictures of himself. He had no memory of taking those pictures, which could mean that someone else took those photos with his body. Bryan swallowed the lump in his throat. The walls around him seemed to be closing in. He tried pulling himself together but was failing. Shriveling on the floor, Bryan began repeating a mantra to himself in an attempt to hold onto his identity.
“My name is Bryan, and I am a proud gay man… My name is Bryan, and I am a proud gay man… My name is Bryan, and I am a proud gay man… My name is Bryan… And I am a proud gay man…”
Bryan repeated that mantra out loud every single day from there on out. He said it as many times as he could before his throat got irritated from talking so much. He did everything he could to remember who he truly was. Everyday he studied gay history, watched only queer romances, did his favorite things, and even journaled his thoughts and feelings.
Days became weeks, and slowly but surely, Bryan was losing his grasp on his original identity. He gradually stopped following his routine. He forgot his identity mantra. He even began referring to himself as Mr. Martin. He had lost himself as his mind and soul merged with his new body. 
But while Bryan was gone, Mr. Martin was living the easy life. He was a single man living on his own. He was pushing 40 and worked as a busboy at a local restaurant. All in all, Mr. Martin was a pretty ordinary guy living an easygoing life.
The only real problem Mr. Martin had had to do about the new neighbors that just moved in across the hall from him. They were two young men sharing a single bedroom apartment. Mr. Martin never really cared to know his neighbors all that well, but he recently found out the new neighbors were actually a gay couple. He recently spotted them kissing in the hallway through his peep hole the other day. The sight of them kissing irked his soul, and he planned to ask them to not exhibit that kind of behavior out in public around the apartment building again. Surely, they won’t have a problem with it. Right?
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Another incredibly well-written story by @hauntedestheart! And a story of friendship as well!
The Ghost Of Hartford Manor (Male Possession)
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"Frederick, what on Earth are you doing?!" Lady Priscilla shrieked to her son. "Get out of the water this instant!"
"Oh but it's such a hot day and the water feels so lovely!" Frederick called back to her, and then he turned his eyes to the other genteel folk attending the garden party. "Won't you all join me?"
He placed his hands on his hips, as if to draw attention to his nether regions, and everyone at the garden party gasped at the sight of the pendulous manhood swinging freely between his legs for all to see. Frederick beamed at the crowd without a stitch of shame (or pants) and waved his arms, beckoning them towards him, and the party erupted into whispers.
Frederick Hammlebutton, heir to the Hammlebutton fortune, behaving so shamelessly at a high society function? It was the scandal of the year! And if the women folk peeked at him over their fans, eyes drawn to the way the water made his tight shirt cling to his musculature, and a few gentlemen gazed at his cock for a few more seconds than was strictly appropriate... well, it was simply because they wanted to get the latest gossip, that's all. This was a big story.
Only one woman seemed immune to Frederick's charms,
"What a brute!" Lady Catherine Hartfort harrumphed, giving the unclothed man a stare icy enough to freeze the lake around him. "And to think, I almost considered marrying my daughter off to this man! This simply will not do." Catherine turned her eyes to her daughter, the lovely young Dahlia Hartfort, and sighed. "I'm sorry my dear, but the engagement is off."
"Is it?" Dahlia mustered up a forlorn sigh and a small shake of the head. "Oh, darn. And I was so looking forward to marriage."
Truth be told, Dahlia wasn't the least bit disappointed that her potential beau was making an ass of himself with his ass out- on the contrary, his behavior was her doing.
You see, Dahlia had no intention of getting married. She had gotten involved in this newfangled feminism movement, which had opened her eyes to the injustices facing women in their modern society. True. wasn't opposed to the idea of having a man beside her, but the laws surrounding marriage in the modern era were so draconian- the second a man put a ring on her finger, she would become his property. And Dahlia was not about to become someone's property! Besides, she quite liked running the family estate by herself and intended to do so for as long as she could.
Her mother, however, had other ideas. An old fashioned "proper" noble of the old guard, she was a stickler for tradition and stubbornly insisted that her daughter's husband be (quote) "a respectable man of means." And, thanks to the law, if Lady Catherine arranged a marriage with an eligible bachelor, her daughter was bound to follow through.
So since Dahlia couldn't change her mother's mind, and she couldn't say no, she had to find another method of getting her way.
That was when Norman came into the picture. Dear, sweet Norman.
Norman was a dead man, and Dahlia's secret weapon.
The same friends who had introduced Dahlia to feminism had also introduced her to spiritualism, and on one stormy evening she had invited a genuine psychic over to hold a seance. She and her friends had held hands, shrieked and laughed as the lights flickered, and then bid each other goodnight- however once everyone departed, Dahlia found that she was not alone.
A foggy shape hung heavily in one of the mirrors, and when she placed her fingers upon it, a face that was not her own filled the glass. It was the round face of a pudgy young man, with wild untamed hair and a brutal looking bruise around his neck, and most surprising of all- he bowed to Dahlia politely.
Shock held her tongue and prevented her from screaming, but the man in the mirror assured her that he meant her no harm. He introduced himself by the name of Norman, and he waited very politely while Dahlia gathered her wits about her enough to question the spirit.
Norman's story was a sad one: a faithful servant of the family since he was but a boy, he'd confessed his affections towards one of the butlers who had rejected him and in turn gotten him fired from his position with the family. Disgraced and with nowhere else to go, Norman had taken his own life in the study and his spirit had roamed the halls ever since. His existence had been vague and foggy until that very evening when Dahlia's seance had ripped the veil from his eyes and brought him back to the side of the living.
What stood out most to Dahlia about Norman's tale was her family's involvement in the poor man's death. She apologized profusely to the deceased gentleman, who politely accepted, but pointed out that it was probably a bit late for that. Still, Dahlia insisted, to chase someone out simply for who they loved... that was the true disgrace!
But Dahlia was shocked by the notion of two men engaging in amorous congress- how would that even work, she inquired? So Norman guided her to his well-hidden stash of erotic novels, and a quick skim of literature did wonders to change Dahlia's mind. In fact, upon thorough examination, she found the image of two men thrusting their bodies together rather appealing.
(Better they take that aggression out on each other than a woman, she rationalized. And the drawings in some of Norman's books made her mouth water,)
Despite their incompatible orientations the two found themselves to be kindred spirits, both individuals trapped out of time in a society that wouldn't allow them to be who they wanted, and Norman quickly became Dahlia's closest confidant. She was careful to keep their friendship a secret (because if her family knew she was "talking to ghosts" they'd have her institutionalized) but every evening, without fail, she would report to the study and give Norman the latest gossip, or share the newest chapbook she'd acquired.
And when she'd come to Norman one night, sobbing about how her mother intended to marry her off, he proposed a plan to her. Since the seance, his spirit had been growing stronger- strongest of all when he was around Dahlia -and one of the spiritualist texts she'd brought for them to read had contained an interesting idea.
"What if," he proposed to her. "I could superimpose my spirit into the body of another man? That way I could call the engagement off for you. Could be a good way to solve your problem!"
"And be a bit of fun for you," she teased, knowing full well that her friend often lamented his lack of a physical form, and Norman gave a lopsided grin.
She'd agreed, of course.
She still remembers the first man that the two of them had teamed up to take down. Lord Orson was a stunning statue of a man, so painfully gorgeous that Dahlia had briefly considered sacrificing her morals and becoming a dutiful wife if it meant she could be wed to such a prince of a man- until he'd opened his mouth and begun to complain about everything.
What an arrogant ass! Dahlia thought to herself, though she was all smiles on the outside.
His spoiled, sour attitude meant she'd felt little guilt about pulling him aside in the study for a "private chat" beside the old mirror. She watched with mild horror as his eyes rolled back into his head and his body pulsed, groans of agony issuing forth from his handsome lips, and for a moment she was afraid that she had made a mistake and the innocent man was dying- but then he straightened his back and gave her a lopsided grin.
That was her Norman alright.
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Norman's first steps as Lord Orson had been strange- he stumbled about like a newborn colt, decades out of practice with having legs, and he complained to Dahlia that he was unused to being so tall. On the whole Lord Orson's physique was a far cry from the one he'd inhabited before his passing, which came as quite a delight to him. His hands pressed into his chest and squeezed at Orson's powerful chest- and when he lifted his shirt, Dahlia understood why the man had struck her as so arrogant.
Norman had been so excited to be amongst the living again that he'd immediately divested himself of his clothes, eager to explore Lord Orson's chiseled musculature, and while Dahlia had enjoyed the sight of the gorgeous man examining his body in the mirror, she had to beg him to remain decent at least until dinner. Norman begrudgingly agreed, but if anyone noticed that Lord Orson seemed strangely preoccupied with readjusting his britches all afternoon, they wisely kept their mouths shut.
Getting to spend the afternoon cavorting about with Norman had been delightful, and even her mother had been surprised by how well Dahlia and "Lord Orson" were getting along. She'd puffed herself up like a smug peacock thinking she'd found her daughter the perfect match- right up until she walked in on him buried balls deep in the stable boy.
And to think, her poor daughter had been struck frozen with shock at the sight and had helplessly borne witness to the whole thing!
Needless to say, Lord Orson was quickly dismissed after such a shocking display, and Dahlia was free to maintain her status as an unmarried woman. As for Lord Orson, the second he crossed the property line of the estate he claimed to have no memory of the events at all- though most people took these claims to be a shoddy attempt to save face.
The rest of Dahlia's suitors had met similarly strange fates:
The Duke of Chustlewitt was a slender thing, barely even of marrying age, but he threw himself at every man in his path with the appetite of a man twice his years and made eyes at them like he was a cheap whore. Lady Catherine had been horrified, but Dahlia insisted they give the man a chance- one that ended in the storeroom with the chef's assistant making very inappropriate usage of some butter.
The Earl of Trackspont, a great big bear of a man, had been dismissed after a few short hours when Lady Catherine realized he didn't plan to stop lifting his shirt up and shaking his own hairy belly at the slightest excuse to do so. He'd slapped at his stomach and called Lady Catherine a prude, and still managed to snag one of the serving boys on the way out.
Sir Timone had been a promising suitor, a dashing musician employed by the royal court, but when the guests at the afternoon get-together had begged him to play piano for them the song he'd sung had been shockingly lewd and concluded with him whipping out his hard cock and plunking it upon the keys.
Count Ludovich was an educated man with degrees from several universities, but he proudly informed everyone at breakfast that his proudest achievement was how many candlesticks he could fit into his buttocks. He'd made it up to four before he was forcibly removed from the premises.
Sir Barstew had made it all the way to dinner before stripping his pants and depositing his genitals into the stew- and then offering Lord Heckleston cousin a taste. (Dahlia had scolded Norman for that one- it had been too funny, she said, and she had almost burst out laughing at the table.)
And so on.
Unfortunately for Dahlia (but fortunately for Norman) each failure only seemed to increase Lady Catherine's determination to find a match for her daughter, and thanks to the estate's considerable means she found no short supply of suitors ready to take her up on the offer despite the unsavory rumors beginning to swirl around the Hartford estate.
Funnily enough, Dahlia had noticed that since she and Norman had begun their escapades, invitations to Lady Catherine's parties had become some of the most sought after social items in town.
Dahlia roused herself from her musings and returned her attention to the table, where the matchmaker was apologizing profusely to her mother.
"I swear, I don't know what's gotten into him!" The poor woman protested, eyeing the throbbing vein on Dahlia's mother's forehead. "He's always been such a polite boy."
"I'll tell you what's gotten into him-" Lady Catherine huffed, giving a haughty toss of the head. "He has the table manners of a horse!"
"And that's not all he has from a horse," muttered one of Dahlia's friends, drawing a snicker from the other girls at the table.
"And what is it that you lot are whispering about?" Catherine sniped, fixing her withering gaze upon the younger women, who all busied themselves with the tea and cakes.
"Merely remarking what a shame it is that such a remarkably gifted young man should go astray like this," one of them said quickly.
"Yes, such a shame," Damonia echoed, hiding her smile behind a sip of tea.
"How peculiar that this should happen to every single suitable bachelor that we have brought for you," Lady Catherine narrowed her eyes and glared at her daughter, and one eyebrow raised in an unspoken challenge.
"How peculiar indeed," Damonia demurred, her face the picture of innocence. "It's so hard to find a proper gentleman in this modern era- it almost makes one think that the estate would be better off in the hands of, say a woman."
"Almost," her mother said, her thin lips pressing into an unimpressed frown. "But not quite yet. I've been in contact with another matchmaker and the Earl of Windton will be arriving in a fortnight- an upstanding military man, so we should expect no tomfoolery from him."
Damonia smiled- a soldier? Norman would be most delighted.
She just hoped that Norman wouldn't be too rough on this one- he'd done such a job on the last beau that the poor man had fled to America to escape the scandal. This Frederick fellow had been humiliated enough, she would have to get Norman release him soon.
She glanced across the party towards the lake, where Norman was still frolicking about using Frederick's face and Lady Priscilla was still desperately trying to get her son's body out of the water.
"At least cover yourself!" Lady Priscilla wailed, then she lowered her voice to heated stage whisper. "Everyone can see your buttocks!"
"Cover myself? Why?" Norman gave a cheeky grin and his hands reached down to his backside and teased at the ample flesh of Frederick's cheeks. "I've got such a lovely bum! Everyone should get a chance to see it."
Dahlia vaguely recalled the matchmaker mentioning that Frederick was a horseback riding champion of some sort, and as she watched his copious buttocks jiggle, she could believe it.
She could talk to him later, she decided. For now, she was enjoying the lovely garden view.
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Hot, hot, hot! 🥵
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As a senior officer, rookies are assigned to Raùl up to four times a year. He shows them the basics, how to stay safe, what places to avoid and simply, how to be a good cop. His newest partner just graduated from the academy about three weeks prior. Being very green, days are extremely exhausting. Nonetheless, Raùl enjoys his job a lot.
He just brought him home after a very long, draining shift, and hes happy to spend an hour alone, to relax and to do paper work. The young one is learning this soon enough, and as long as nothing eventful happens, those reports are pretty easy to fill out.
Raùl is sitting inside the car in midst an empty parking lot a little out of town, lighting a cigarette. As he takes a deep breath, he leans back against the seat. With a huge exhale, he sighs and blows smoke out of his mouth.
He checks the clock. His shift is nearly over, time to head to the station. He turns the key, and the engine roars to life, but it dies soon after. Bewildered, he turns the key again, with the same result.
Sighing again, he thinks for a second. He cant afford that car to be broken. So much paperwork. Annoyed, he reaches for the key, but as he looks into the rear view mirror, he spots a dark figure sitting on his back seat.
"What the fuck? Who are you?" He grunts angrily, but as he blinks, that figure is gone. Raùl turns around to see where that man has gone, but there is no one in sight.
His heart is racing and his breath quickens rapidly. He feels his whole body shaking in fear. "What the fuck?" Raùl exhales, and the sound of his radio spooks him. He jumps, hearing the voice of his operator echoing through the car.
"Raùl. Can you hear me?" She says, and the cop takes a deep breath.
He turns back around and leans against the seat. "I can hear you." He turns on his microphone and holds back a nervous chuckle.
"Captain wants to talk to you, you may come in." She says calmly.
"On my way." He coughs, trying his best to not show his growing anxiety.
Raùl closes his eyes and runs a hand across his face and through his hair. 'Just my nerves' he thinks, but once he opens his eyes, however, the ghostly figure is hovering right in front of his face.
Letting out a guttural scream, he cant stop it from entering his body through his open mouth. Like sticky liquid it covers the inside of his mouth, his tongue and slides down his throat. Raùl gags, and tries to grab his attacker, but it doesnt work. He reaches for his gun, the radio, but then, his throat starts burning.
Its warm, goo-like, and more and more of it enters his mouth. In horror he watches the figure disappear inside him, deeper, until its gone.
His body reacts right away, getting harder than ever before. Its a extremely weird feeling. On the one hand its disgusting, the smell and texture of it all, but on the other hand, hes getting arroused.
Raùl blinks a few times and holds his throat, and stomach still feeling that sticky liquid running down inside him. He gags again and again, a defensive mechanism, but it doesnt work at all.
His entire body stiffens harshly, as all of his muscles bulge against his now tight uniform. "What is...." He growls deeply, but suddenly, his body starts twitching.
His entire being starts tingling, as warmth fills his entire chest. Subconciously, he starts stroking himself, feeling his skin heating up even through his clothes. His breath quickens again and he desperately tries to open up his vest, to make it easier for him to breathe.
After a few failed attempts, he opens the zipper and takes a huge deep breath in relief.
Just then, the warmth starts spreading through his arms right into his fingertips. The tingling gets even worse but he cant help himself but moan in blissful satisfaction.
Still stroking himself, he feels his skin move slightly, something or someone is adjusting to his bigger frame.
Its painful yet more waves of pleasure echo through every fiber of his body.
His upper body grows heavier and the warmth keeps spreading, now, through his waist into his thighs, further down, reaching his toes.
Raùl moans again as even his cock is tingling rhythmically. It grows larger, pressing against his pants. He never felt like that before, and nothing caused him to leak precum and stain his boxers that fast.
Unable to control himself he grabs his bulge firmly, moving his hand along his ever growing shaft.
"Soo good."
A voice enters his thoughts, causing Raùl to snap out of this state of pure pleasure for a moment.
"Who are you?" He opens his mouth, but hes just drooling. Instead, hes talking to that voice inside his head.
"Im the new owner of this beautiful body."
The voice says sassily.
"What? Who?"
Unable to form a coherent thought, Raùls mind starts spinning even faster.
Just then, his mind is flooded with so many different images, thoughts and feelings, which simply overwhelm him.
All of him tells him to give in. That its okay. So easy.
"Im merging with you, Raùl." The voice says. "Ive been looking for a host for months. And watching you with those rookies made my heart melt."
Raùl leans his head back, letting out a long guttural moan at the simple thought of his new partner.
His cock pulsates happily, staining his clothes even more.
"Im sorry. Couldnt help myself." The voice giggles.
"Please....dont."
Raùl cries out, the feeling of losing control getting worse and worse.
"I want you. I need you." The voice says. "And I always get what I want."
The pressure on his body gets nearly unbearable, and with a last effort, he tries to fight back, but the batlle is already lost.
Moaning, groaning and grunting deeply, Raùl shoots load after load into his pants. His body is giving in, and that voice is embracing this fully. The eyes turn glassy and unfocus before they roll back into his head. All of the muscles are testing the limits of the uniforms fabric and his voice breaks before it stops.
For a moment, all goes numb.
Then, 'Raùl' opens his eyes, and lets out a low groan.
With a smile, he looks at his reflection inside the rear view mirror, enjoying the sight of him.
"Very nice." He growls and inspects his face, running a hand through his nicely done hair and groomed beard.
'Raùl' then inspects the rest of his body. He enjoys how it feels to be a well trained cop. His muscles flex easily, and then, subconciously, he strokes his cock through a huge wet patch.
"Fucking good." He smirks, and raises his eyebrows. "The first time is always the best."
His captain wants to speak to him. Thats going to be fun.
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verus-veritas · 7 months
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Crazy Uncle
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“Shit! This isn’t right… H-How do I fix this?” I swore and stuttered as I looked down at the beefy tattooed body that wasn’t my own.
It was only supposed to be a prank on my boyfriend. When I found that possession spell the plan was to take over his uncle’s body and show up at the family reunion. I knew that he had never gotten along with his uncle Erick, so it would be hilarious to see his face when I acted all buddy-buddy with him and teased him.
All I had to do was read the possession incantation and then proclaim his uncle’s name, and before I knew it I felt myself turn intangible and soared through the sky. His uncle was out doing some yard work when I suddenly slammed into him. His big muscular body tensed and a heavy groan left his body as my presence invaded every orifice of his flesh and mind. Almost half an hour had passed when I finally woke up and pushed myself up from the dirty ground, feeling taller, hairier, and stronger than I’ve ever felt before. It was very exhilarating. So much so that I couldn’t resist jerking a fat heavy load out while I cleaned myself up for the family reunion.
Everything went smoothly at first. No one in the family suspected a thing, that their brash and obnoxious uncle Erick had been taken over by his nephew’s horny boyfriend. I could draw on his personality and memories, and act like him perfectly.
Then came the real show: my boyfriend Sean. I caught him alone during the end of the reunion and asked to speak with him. I started by asking him about boring stuff like school and life, but as soon as he let his guard down I pulled him in and stuck his face into his uncle’s hairy, sweaty armpit as I laughed joyously with my deep, borrowed voice. You wouldn’t believe how much sweat this body produced! I decided to hold him there for a few seconds as I thought he might enjoy it, but he suddenly kicked me in the shin and pushed himself away from me. A look of anger and humiliation on his face as he smeared the sweat off his cheeks. “What the fuck, uncle Erick! I know we don’t get along, but that’s just evil! Never come close to me again, and we never speak of this to anyone!”
I quickly tried to explain myself. I told him who I was and about the possession spell, expecting everything to be forgiven between us. But instead, he just looked at me like I was crazy.
“I don’t have a boyfriend.” He explained, as he walked away swearing his uncle’s name.
Distraught and confused, I left the party and drove a few streets down where my family lived. Sure enough, my parents were there, but when I asked them about their son they just shook their heads and said they never had a child. Even the treehouse my dad had built for me on my 10th birthday was gone, as if it had never existed in the first place. As if I had never existed…
I quickly drove back to uncle Erick’s house and laid down on his couch. Fortunately he was divorced and never had kids, so I could calm myself and recollect my thoughts. Somehow the spell must’ve wiped away my old existence and identity as I took up residence in Erick’s body.
It was an easy fix though, all I had to do was find the book with the possession spell and read the incantation again. It was still in my old bedroom…which surely hasn't been turned into some kind of office… right?
As I went out and strapped myself in the musty car which smelled of uncle Erick’s sweat, I suddenly froze. I looked down at the firm pecs, tattooed muscles, and huge bulge… and quickly realized that I was probably stuck as Erick forever.
“W-What… was my real name again…?”
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Uncle Mike
This one goes out to @thenewdilf
I lazed around in bed while I secretly watched my uncle Mike do his nighttime routine in our tiny hotel bathroom. I was exhausted after a long day of walking around the city. But even though I was just about ready to knock out for the night, I couldn't resist getting another good look at my uncle's hot body! He had just gotten out of the shower and was only wearing a towel. He was still pretty wet. That made the white towel cling onto his waist, which in turn made the outline of his plump ass much more visible. Whew...! With a view like that, obviously I would choose staying up over going to sleep!
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Alright, I'll be the first to admit I have something of a crush on my uncle Mike. But you really can't blame me! I mean, even my dad says that Mike was always the hot brother in the family. And honestly, I couldn't agree more! Mike was one of my first man crushes ever. He might even be the reason why I found out I was gay. I remember being in my teens and we went on a family beach trip one day. Uncle Mike came too, and when I saw him come out of the water, shirtless and hairy body soaking wet, something just clicked inside of me (and in more ways than one too).
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But even though I hold that memory close in my heart, that was back when I was still just an awkward teen trying to figure things out. That, and Mike moved out of state later that same year. I haven't seen him in-person in a long time because of that. I've grown up since then. I figured since it's been over a decade since I last saw him, I'd be over the little crush I had on him. Boy, was I wrong...
In retrospect, maybe that was why I decided to visit his home state of Florida first. I knew I wanted to tour the states for a while, but I figured if I was going to be traveling anyway, then I might as well pay my Uncle Mike a visit! Thankfully, Mike was receptive to the idea. He was pretty surprised when I called him, but he was glad to hear from me again after so long. In fact, he was the one who suggested we go visit a new city together! I accepted the offer right away. After all, it meant I got to spend a weekend sharing a hotel room with my hot uncle!
"Hey kiddo, you still up?" Mike walked over to his bed and laid down.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, just thinking about life I guess..." I was so busy daydreaming that he caught me off guard.
"Heh, I can relate to that. But don't stay up too late, Champ, we still got a whole day left before we drive back! You mind if I turn off the lights? I'm ready to clock out."
I nodded yes. Mike then turned off the lights and rolled over onto his side, ready to doze away. Meanwhile, I, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep. He reminded me that I only have one more day before we have to part ways again. I could probably find some excuse to spend more time with him, but honestly, it wouldn't be the same if we're sleeping in the same room like we were now.
An hour or so passed. I was laying in bed while Mike was already snoring. Even his snoring had the same deep pitch his voice had. I rolled over to my side and watched him sleep. He had flipped back onto his back, and now I had a clear view of his chest going up and down with every breath. That thick, hairy chest of his... God, I was really going to miss that view.
I watched him sleep for a while longer. The more I watched him, the more I kept fantasizing about him. I could even feel a tent forming in my shorts because of my hard-on. It was no use, I was wide awake now. There was no point in even trying to fall asleep. So, I decided to indulge in my fantasy a little bit.
I rolled out of bed and walked over to Mike's bed. Thankfully, Mike was an incredibly heavy sleeper. I didn't need to worry about making noise so that he wouldn't wake up. That made the next step much easier. I turned on a light and dimmed it down. Then, I got on his bed and bent over so that I was face-to-face with his groin. Mike slept with only a pair of briefs on. Even with underwear on, I could tell that he was packing! His briefs were just the right size for him, which made seeing the outline of his bulge easy. Mike was soft, but even so, he had some impressive girth to his member.
Not able to hold back any longer, I gave in to temptation and leaned into his junk. I gently pressed into his member and took a sniff. Mike had just showered, but I could still detect his natural body scent. I inhaled the smell of his cock and balls with delight, then licked him through the fabric. Mike squirmed a little, but that didn't stop me from sucking on his cock head through his briefs. It was amazing, but I needed more. I needed to get closer.
Very carefully, I grabbed onto the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down. Inch by inch, I gradually pulled them down until they were finally off. I was right about his girth. His semi-hard member flopped out, but I could tell right away Mike was a bull. I smacked my lips at the sight of it. I leaned in and let the head slip into my mouth. I swirled it around my mouth with my tongue, then began making my way down his shaft. It didn't take long for Mike's cock to get fully hard. Even as he reached full mast, I kept sucking him off to the best of my ability.
"Nrghh... Fuck... Zzzzz..."
Mike squirmed again. I heard him moan, and he even accidentally thrusted his hips into my mouth. That made me deepthroat his entire member. I could really taste his precum now that his cock was touching the back of his throat! I didn't peg my uncle to be the type to have wet dreams but I'm not complaining!
I kept sucking him off for a while longer. My own dick got rock hard too while I blew him. But then I craved more. I stripped down naked, then I hopped onto his bed. This time, I positioned myself right on top of him. I held his erect cock with my hand to make sure it stayed upright. Then, I carefully lowered myself down. I could feel his head poking my hole. Once I made sure I got the angle right, I lowered myself down some more until I could feel the tip of his cock pushing its way into me. I had to stifle my moans as I took his whole length into my ass. Inch by inch, I lowered myself until I was sitting on top of his thick thighs. My hole was already on fire after getting penetrated, but I kept the fun going by bouncing up and down on his cock. Surely enough, even though Mike had an average length, it was its width that made him a heavy hitter. My walls were expanding to accommodate how hung he was!
I was having the time of my life riding Mike. His fat cock was hitting all the right spots in my ass. It made me start leaking precum without me needing to stroke myself off! But even though I loved having my uncle's cock deep inside of me, it still wasn't enough. I still needed more! As I kept riding him, an epiphany struck me like lightning. If sucking and fucking Mike wasn't enough, what if I got even closer? What if I possessed his body?
It was an odd idea, but I figured I might as well go all the way and give it a shot. I stayed in the same position I was with Mike's cock deep inside me. However, I reached out and spread my arms out, positioning them so they were on top of my uncle's arms. Then, I laid down on top of him, aligning my body against the outline of his body. The feeling of his chest chair brushing against my chest drove me crazy! It was then I began pushing down. At first, I was just squeezing him with my body weight. But then something miraculous happened: I began phasing into my uncle's body! It took no more than a minute for me to push my entire body into Mike's body. Everything lined up perfectly, and once I was fully inside him, I opened my new eyes and found myself possessing my uncle Mike's body.
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It worked! It really worked! I looked down and surely enough, I saw my uncle's body instead of my own! I couldn't believe my eyes but it was true! I had really taken over my uncle's body!
"Ahhh fuck yeahhhhh!" I shouted out loud with my new baritone voice. It was so surreal to hear Mike's voice coming out of my mouth but it was so hot!
I couldn't help but explore my new body. My bear paws for hands glided over my chest, the hair caressing my rugged hands as I massaged the beefy pecs I now possessed. I then ran my finger across Mike's jawline. I could feel the scruff of his beard stubble. I always loved when he grew out his beard. Even though he could rock any facial hair, the beard was my favorite. And now that I was in charge, no more razors for this body! Face or otherwise! Not for a long time!
I purred as I kept indulging with my new body. I couldn't help but touch everything now that they were mine. Eventually my hands reached my cock. I realized I had started something I needed to finish. I smirked as I wrapped my fingers around my juicy, fat cock and began tugging. Fuck man...! Mike's cock was so sensitive! It was probably a side effect of getting possessed. Between that and the fact I still had a fresh memory of getting fucked, I didn't last long until I shot out load after ropes uncle's warm, sticky seed all over me. I was gasping for breath by the time I finished pumping out his heavy load! I scooped a handful of my uncle's cum and swallowed it. Salty, yet a touch of tangy sweetness. All those pineapple margaritas he drank this weekend really paid off.
...I fell asleep within minutes of finishing. What can I say, between having my uncle's body all to myself along with the warm satisfaction of a good jerk off session, I slept as snug as a bug in a rug!
Once the morning sun woke me up, I yawned loudly as I stretched and scratched my new beard. I could really feel the weight of my hefty body now. It confirmed that what I experienced wasn't just some wild dream. I did possess my Uncle Mike, and I was still inside his body! Now I was the hot, 6'3 bear with a handsome face, hairy bod, and a thick cock!!
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That's the story of how I possessed my Uncle Mike three months ago. I originally intended to just stay in his body for that one day we had left until we had to drive back to his hometown. But then after I spent a full 24 hours with his body, I just couldn't resist staying just a little bit longer! Then a day turned into a week, then a month, then several months and so on. I can't help it! I'm just having too much fun being a hot hunk to stop now! I love living the bachelor life! And sex? Soooo much better with a bod like this!!
But who knows, maybe one day I'll get out of my uncle's body. Though to be honest, the more time I spend possessing Mike, the more I feel right at home with his body. It's like I was always meant to be Mike... Lately, I've noticed I'm starting to remember things I shouldn't remember. Mike's memories started merging with my own out of nowhere one day. I can remember Mike's childhood, his deepest secrets, everything! I don't why this is happening, but I'm in no rush to stop it. At all. In fact, I think this is his body's way of accepting me as its new owner. Yeah... that's it.
What do you mean I possessed my Uncle Mike? You've got it all wrong... I am Uncle Mike! I always have been, always will be. Yeahh... this is the life.
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Down the Hatch
Kenneth was undoubtedly regretting his choices now. He should have known better than to pick up that random present outside his apartment door, he should have thrown the contents away after reading the obsessive letter inside, and he definitely should not have drunk the bottle of coke neatly tied with a pretty ribbon.
Especially not after knowing that his creepy crazy neighbor had mysteriously disappeared a few days prior. The one that had constantly been watching him and always gave him creepy unhinged remarks like: “You’re so sexy, Kenneth!” “I’d love to have a body like yours!” “Soon, what’s yours will be mine!”
The last thing Kenneth remembered before he passed out was chugging down the bottle of soda which tasted unusually sweet, before a strange sensation began emanating from within him. He started sweating, his limbs went numb, and finally he felt incredibly sick to his stomach. Before he knew it he started throwing up weird black goo from his mouth as he simultaneously lost consciousness…
When Kenneth woke up, he immediately knew something was wrong. He was somehow trapped in a small glass jar, he had no sense of control over himself, and it seemed as if he was simply spinning and swirling around and around in a circle.
What horrified him the most though, was the sight of what appeared to be his own body standing in the hallway and checking himself out. The imposter was wearing his favorite cap and leather gear, and seemed busy practicing saying his name out loud: “I’m Kenneth, nice to meet you.” Hi, I’m Kenneth, would you like to see my abs?” “Kenneth here, I betcha you would love to suck on this dick!”  
After minutes of checking himself out and fondling his own bulge through the clothes, the imposter finally noticed Kenneth’s presence. In true horror, Kenneth watched as his own body walked up to him, getting bigger and bigger the closer he got, until he finally stood in front of him.
What followed was a small show of the body thief showcasing his new desired flesh, and an explanation of what had happened and what was to come. The realization finally came to Kenneth as he understood that he had been ejected from his own body in liquid form, while his creepy obsessive neighbor had somehow taken up residency in his empty flesh. And now, he was planning on stealing Kenneth’s identity and replacing him for good!
“Goodbye, Kenneth. I’ll take good care of this body and life of yours. This body will no doubt give me the most amazing pleasures I can ever imagine, front and back…”
The new Kenneth bid him farewell as he grabbed the jar and walked over towards the kitchen sink. The only thing the former Kenneth could do in his goo-like form was bubble and ripple as he was flushed down into the sinkhole, his own handsome grinning face being the last thing he saw as he disappeared down the drain… never to be found again…
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Wishing the "new" Bryce and Nolan a long and happy life together with their sexy dad bods! 🤤🤤🤤
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The Parental Solution - Loose Ends
(Make sure to read The Original Story first!)
I woke up to a sight I never imagined I’d see. My own dad sound asleep next to me in bed. A couple weeks it would’ve seemed insane. Sleeping in bed next to my dad who I could tell was naked just by how close we were under the sheets. Not that I could say anything since I was as well. I listened to him snore ever so slightly as I reflected on how the hell I’d even managed to get in this situation.
My best friend Jason took over my dad’s body using the potion I bought from a magic shop so he could get away from his terrible parents. Immediately after he picked up on my hidden crush for my dad and started teasing me about it all the time. Whispering dirty things in my ear using my dad’s raspy voice. Wear almost nothing around the house to show off his body to me whenever he could. And with everyday it got harder and harder to hide my growing lust for him. Finally he managed to tip me over the edge last night by sticking a hand into the bulge of his underwear before shoving that very same hand in my face moments later once it smelled deeply of my dad’s balls. After that I lost it and was sucking him off in the middle of the living room while he watched sports on TV as I finally gave in and started calling him Dad rather than Jason, even referring to him by my dad’s name Bryce from time to time. Then later in the evening, after he’d made me swallow his load and clean off his cock and balls, he made me service the rest of his body as well. That is until he’d recharged and decided to scoop me up before carrying me to his bedroom with a smug look on that stolen mature face of his.
Remembering what happened after that only made my ass throb more than it already did. My ‘Dad’ practically ripped open my clothes and tossed me onto the bed before drilling his dick into me in lord knows how many different positions for what felt like hours. All the while telling me how he was plowing me with the same dick that made me. I know I should’ve hated it but… I didn’t. I loved it. I loved every fucking second. And even as I looked over at him in bed with me, his morning wood pressing against the bed sheets, part of me wanted him to do it all again right then and there. Unfortunately I didn’t think my ass could handle another pounding just yet.
With a sigh I got up out of bed as quietly as possible to not wake my dad up. I tugged on some of my clothes from yesterday and made my way downstairs where I brewed myself a hot cup of coffee. I put some bread in the toaster and waited a couple minutes for it to pop out again before spreading some butter on it and digging in. Having some nice toast in the morning was certainly one way to try and distract myself from my painfully pulsing anus.
My attention however was then turned from my breakfast to a knocking at the door. It was a brisk but loud knock, as if made by someone that didn’t particularly want to be doing it. Regardless I set down made toast, wiped off my hands and marched towards the front door. I groggily opened up and of all the people I thought might’ve been knocking at our door, the man that I saw stood on the other side was the last person I could’ve imagined.
He was a middle aged albeit very handsome man. About average height with a sturdy body that’d definitely seen some time in the gym. He adorned a well trimmed salt and pepper haircut with a short beard that accentuated his somewhat thick mustache. But he wasn’t just any hot older daddy. He was Jason’s fucking dad!“Mr Simmons?”
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“Ah. Aaron…” I could tell by the sour look on his face that he wasn’t exactly pleased to see me. “Is your father home? I’d like to speak to him.” He asked in a forcefully polite tone.
I had to stop myself from blushing at the mention of my own dad as my mind couldn’t help flashing back to last night. “Uhh yeah but he’s still in bed right now. Long day at work yesterday and what not…” I lied.
Mr Simmons sighed. “In that case I’ll ask you. It’s about my son. Jason.” He began and already I was trying even harder not to blush at the mention of my best friend turned father. “He’s been missing for over two weeks now and we haven’t found a single trace of him anywhere. It’s driving his mother and I mad. We’d begun to think the stupid boy had just ran off on his own until just the other day I was told someone saw him going into your house the night he disappeared. You wouldn’t know anything about that would you? Boy.” His tone turned threatening very fast.
“N-no. I have no idea where Jason is. All we did was hang out and then I thought he went home. I’ve got no idea where he is.” I expressed, clearly intimidated by the scouting man in front of me. Obviously it was another lie but what else could I say? Oh yeah sorry Mr Simmons but your son took over my dad’s body because you’re such an asshole and a terrible father? Yeah no. Unfortunately the older man didn’t seem pleased with my answer.
“Yeah? Well I think you know more about this than you’re telling me. I know you were the one always filling Jason’s head with all the queer bullshit. Trying to turn him into a faggot like you unlike the Christian man his mother and I have been raising him to be.” And there it was. One huge part of the reason Jason had hated his parents so much. On top of all the abuse and manipulation, they were also homophobic bible thumpers. I still remember Jason telling me how they’d always drag him to church while telling him he’d go to hell if he wasn’t straight and christian like they were. Apparently I was the only person he’d felt comfortable coming out to after all that. “You probably convinced him to run away with a bunch of those disgusting fairies didn’t you.” He continued to accuse, his fists balling up slightly.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel extremely intimidated at that moment. “I already told you. I don’t know where Jason is! He didn’t tell me anything alright! If I did, I promise I would tell you.” Once again bending the truth quite significantly but it was all I could do. Thankfully he seemed to buy it for now.
“Fine.” He relaxed his shoulders slightly, no longer looking as though he was gonna beat the shit out of me. “But if I find out you had anything to do with this…” his scowl was more evident than ever as he poked his finger against my chest. “I’ll make sure your faggot ass gets sent to hell sooner than you think.” And with an angry snuff he backed away before turning to leave, prompting me to let out a huge sigh of relief. Thankful to still be in one piece.
Seconds later I heard a pair of heavy footsteps behind me followed by a familiar set of thick arms wrapping around me. “Who was that?” Bryce, my new and improved dad, asked as he kissed my neck.
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“It was your asshole father.”
Bryce immediately looked up to see the man marching away from our house. His former father. Before he took over this body of course. “Jesus… sorry you had to deal with him.” He apologised to me. “Though, this might be weird of me to say but, Mr Simmons is pretty hot now I think about it.” He admitted, knowing I couldn’t exactly judge him for it all things considered. “He’s got a pretty nice ass don't ya think?” As he said that I could already feel his hard cock pressing up against my back.
Naturally I couldn’t help checking out the ass of that bible thumper, still being just close enough for me to get a good view of how well those jeans framed it. “I guess so… I mean he’d probably be super fucking hot if he wasn’t such homophobic piece of shit among other things.” As I’d already admitted to myself, the man was a total daddy stud just like my own dad.
“If only a body like that belonged to someone who actually deserved it…” He murmured in my ear with a grin.
Right away I knew exactly what he was implying. But could I do that?! I mean his dad has quite the reputation around here. Being revered by some of the more radical church goers in the community as the perfect example of what a man should be while being hated by most others for being a complete dickhead. Even a lot of other Christian’s around here didn’t like him for how much he screamed about how the rest of us are gonna go to hell or whatever. Especially when it comes to the LGBTQ community. It was honestly disgusting the way he acted most of the time, even towards his own son. Yet I couldn’t help but agree that because of all that… maybe he didn’t deserve such a hot body.
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There was a jingle as the door to a familiar magic shop opened up. “So this is where you got that crazy potion from before huh?” Bryce asked as he walked inside first, myself following close behind him. He looked around marvelling at the well decorated shop as his eyes scanned across all sorts of items that would seemingly have some kind of magical property I hidden within them.
“Yup. This is the place. I thought it was all fake when I first came here.” I replied as we made our way towards the front desk. However, the man standing at the desk wasn’t the same guy who’d served me last time. He wore the same strange uniform as the other guy had but it was a slightly older looking man this time. I couldn’t put my finger on it but he had a very ‘high school teacher’ vibe about him with the silver flecked hair and the glasses.
He smiled and ushered us over. “Welcome sirs! What can I help you with!” He asked enthusiastically. “We’ve got all sorts of magical items on sale here. Some are even sample-able!”
At first I assumed this was just another dude that helped run the shop. That is until I saw his name tag. “Simon? The guy who helped me out last time I was here was named Gil. He mentioned you were his boyfriend. When I was here he took a potion that made him huge and hairy to prove the magic was real.” I laughed
“Oh so you’re the customer he did that for eh? If I remember correctly he told me you bought nectar of the bodysnacher. How was it? Get the body you wanted?” He asked curiously.
I shrugged and turned to my dad who was standing behind and motioned towards him. “I dunno you’re gonna have to ask him. He’s the one who used it.” I explained. “He’s actually my best friend Jason. Same age as me. But we used the nectar so he could take over my dad’s body. And if you ask me he’s a better dad than my old one ever was!” I smirked, having fully embraced having a horny dad that wanted to fuck me.
“Woah! Now that’s something.” Simon commented. “Good choice though if I may add.” His eyes ran up and down Bryce’s body. The muscled dad had decided to wear some of his tightest clothes to show off every inch of his form, leaving very little to the imagination when it came to the curves of his muscles and the bulge in his crotch area.
“So what about Gil?” I wondered. “Did that potion finally wear off?”
Simon chuckled a little. “Well… uhhh no actually. It should’ve worn off by now but I’m gonna be honest, I was obsessed with what that muscle bear potion did to him. He’s so thick now that hardly any of his clothes fit and the few that do are skin tight. He’s got that massive jiggling belly and such thick arms and legs. God don’t even get me started on his huge ass. And all that body hair just drives me crazy!” He went on a bit of tangent about every minor detail of Gil’s new bear bod. “Long story short, I might’ve begged him to some more temporary muscle bear potions to extend the effects of it.” He admitted with a slightly embarrassed look. “I was thinking of even asking him to take a permanent one that doesn’t have a time limit hahah…”
“God that sounds hot…” Bryce chirped in, his own stolen cock pressing tightly against his pants as he pictured everything this man was saying.
“Anyway. Sorry. That was slightly unprofessional of me to share all that.” Simon stood up a little straighter and attempted to hide his own boner. “Oh! And speak of the devil!” He added, looking past me and Bryce.
The pair of us turn to see a huge bear of a man appearing from behind one of the aisle. I recognised him right away as the same man that sold me that potion last time I was here. Gilgamesh! And just like Simon had said, that potion certainly hadn’t worn off. He was even now wearing the same clothes as last time except a much bigger size to accommodate his bigger body. He recognised me right away and came up to say hello.
“Hey what’s up! Is this your friend that you told me about?” Gil asked as his eyes scanned Bryce’s body just like Simon’s had.
“Yup! But now I’ve gotta call him Dad.” I went on to explain everything to Gil. Telling him all about how Bryce and I had snuck into my Dad’s room while he was asleep after getting Bryce to drink the nectar and putting a pair of my dad’s used socks. We even ended up telling him about how our relationship had progressed to… new depths since then.
“Well I’m glad to hear everything worked out for the two of you!” Gil said as he went in for a big bear hug. “Sorry. Side effect of the muscle bear potion. Makes me wanna bear hug everyone.” He apologised with a guffaw though I certainly didn’t mind being squeezed against his big belly. “Anyway, as much as I love seeing the aftermath of one of my sales, I get the feeling you’re here for something else.”
Bryce and I shared a glance. “Well you see. There’s a man that lives on our street. Total asshole. Harasses those who don’t go to church. Threatens innocent people that do things he doesn’t agree with. And treated his own son like dirt.” Bryce began using my dad’s gruff voice, knowing he used to be that son before everything changed for the better. “But the thing… despite all that he’s still hot as fuck.”
I took over from there. “So the two of us have decided that someone as horrible as him doesn’t deserve to have such an incredible body and that someone else should be given it instead. So we were hoping you might still have some of that bodysnachers nectar around here?” I wiggled my eyebrows a little at the man who’s name was displayed on the shop sign.
Gil smirked. “Ahhh I see. Well in that case we better go take a look.” He enthusiastically slung a big hairy arm over my shoulder before leading Bryce and I over to the very same aisle he’d taken me to last time. I could see out of the corner of my eye how Bryce was stopping here and there to read the labels and descriptions of certain items. My attention however was swiftly brought back to Gil as the burly man stopped in front of some rather empty looking shelves. “Ahhh yes. A large group of old men came here the other day and bought a bunch of bodysnatcher’s nectar in bulk. They were planning something about sneaking into a college frat house and taking over all the young jocks there I think. They wouldn’t stop talking about wanting to be young dumb and full of… well you get the idea.” He explained nonchalantly. Just the idea of that had me hard as fuck. “But if you’re lucky… there might just be…” Gil stuck his arm down the shelf and reached right towards the back until his meaty hand finally grabbed something. “One left at the back!” He he pulled out one last bodysnatcher’s nectar with a big cheesy grin before handing me the vial.
“Thanks so much Gil! I’ll promise I’ll put those to good use. You can count on that!” I reassured him. “How much do I owe ya again?” I reached into my pocket for some money but as I did the bigger man stopped me.
“It’s on the house this time.” He generously offered. “All I ask in return is that you come back again once you’ve taken your new body so my boyfriend and I can judge for ourselves just how hot this asshole really is.” Gil gave me a reassuring pat on the back. “Besides, judging by how interested your ‘Dad’ is in those spell books, I suspect the two of you’ll be bringing us some more business soon enough.” He gestured over towards Bryce who had his nose deep in one of said spell books.
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“Do you remember where the spare key is?” I whispered, now stood outside Jason’s old house where both of his religious parents of course still lived. Bryce didn’t say a word. He simply reached up and into the hanging flower basket above my head before pulling out a key. “I’ll take that as a yes.” We discreetly unlocked the front door, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible as we slipped inside.
With how many times Jason had been to my house over the years, I’d never actually been to his. I gotta say though, it’s exactly what I’d imagined. Dull, muted colours. Mundane decorations and furniture. Crosses hung up on half the walls in the house. There was even a huge bible quote on one of the living room walls as if it were a live laugh love sign. And the awkward, blank faced family photos only made it weirder.
“Now you can see why I hated living here.” Bryce stated bluntly. He almost always acted like my dad to an extent but right now he couldn’t help remembering his old life before becoming a dilf and it wasn’t pleasant. “Let’s just get on with this. My parents' room is upstairs.” He hurried us along, ascending the steep staircase.
Before long he led us to a rather large and tidy bedroom. Freshly cleaned sheets, sparkling mirrors, not a single item of clothing lying around. If I had to give Jason’s parents something, they were definitely clean and organised. Not that it was much everything else considered. I didn’t let the cleanliness distract me from the reason we were here though. “So. Where’s your dad’s stuff?”
“Over here.” Bryce took us over to the left side of the bed. There he swiftly yanked open a few of the bedside drawers until he eventually pulled one open filled with men’s socks and underwear. “This is his. Grab something quick. It won’t be long before he’s back from work.”
I reached into the draw and quickly pulled out a pair of white socks with black stripes on them. “And you’re sure your mom isn’t gonna be with him or anything?”
He shook his head. “Nope. She works late on Monday’s. She shouldn’t be back till the late evening. We’ll have hours to do this before she even leaves work.” Bryce explained. “My dad on the other hand should be here any second so you’d better drink that magic stuff now.”
I didn’t argue. Right away I reached into my pocket and pulled out the vial. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. The very same stuff that’d given Bryce the more mature body he flaunted now. I twisted off the lid and without a second thought downed the entire thing. Right away I could feel something strange. It was the magic settling inside my body and waiting to be activated. Once that was done I kicked off my own shoes and socks before tugging on the clean socks belonging to none other than Nolan Simmons.
“Did you feel it?” Bryce asked.
“Feel what?”
“The spark. When you pulled the socks on?”
I had no idea what he was talking about. “Spark? What spark?”
He looked just as confused as me. “A couple weeks back when I pulled on your dad’s socks before taking his body, I felt a weird spark the moment I pulled them on. You’re saying you didn’t-” Bryce cut himself off as suddenly we heard the front door swing open and a familiar voice from downstairs muttering about how his stupid wife hadn’t locked the door before leaving this morning. Well if we needed any more proof that he was an asshole, there it was.
“Shit, shit. Quick! Hide!” I whispered in a panicked voice. We did exactly as we’d planned. Bryce quickly hid behind the bedroom door while I hid in the closet. I feel like there might’ve been some irony there but I was far more distracted by the sound of Mr Simmons’s angry footsteps ascending the stairs. As he did I could only hope everything went according to plan otherwise Bryce and I would probably end up in a jail cell.
Quickly the footsteps reached the top of the stairs before trudging down the hallway and towards the bedroom. Bryce readied himself. Another moment or two passed by and my heart practically skipped a beat when I saw the same man that’d been threatening me this morning enter the room through the cracks in the closet door. He seemed as though he was heading in my direction and immediately I began to think of what a man like that would do if he found me hiding in here. Luckily however, before he could reach the closet, Bryce came out from behind the door before quickly sneaking up on the man and grabbing him from behind without warning! Restraining the man he once called his father as best he could.
“W-WHAT THE!? GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” Mr Simmons shouted in a blaze of shock and panic. “LET GO OF ME YOU-GRAHH!” His protest was interrupted as James forced his former father to the ground. Nolan Simmons might’ve been strong but my dad was pretty strong in his own right. Strong enough to overpower Nolan in a surprise situation like this. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!? WHO ARE YOU?!” He continued to scream and shout, not being able to get a proper look at the man that was holding him down.
“Stop struggling asshole. Just give in and soon you’ll feel soooo much better.” Bryce cooed into the protesting man’s ear.
Nolan's eyes went wide. He recognised that voice. The voice of a man he once had a close friendship with that was eventually ripped apart. All because their sons began hanging out and ‘encouraging each other to be queer’ as Nolan put it. “Hold on…Bryce??”
“You’re half right.” I cut the struggling man off as I stepped out from my hiding spot. “You know when you came to my house this morning asking about Jason? Well. I lied. I know exactly where your son is.” I took a few steps closer until I was stood looking down at the very same man that’d seemed so intimidating to me not so long ago. “He’s right there, holding you down.” I said bluntly, causing Mr Simmon’s face to twist in confusion. “I’ve gotta say he makes a much more loving father than you and my former dad combined.” I taunted.
The bible thumper could hardly believe or even understand what he was hearing so instead he resorted to throwing a slurry of homophobic slurs at the two of us. All the while trying in vain to kick his way out of Bryce’s grip. Usually hearing those kinds of hurtful words would’ve pissed both of us off but right now, knowing what was to come for this man, we couldn’t help but pity him. Even if he didn’t deserve it.
“Lift him up a little for me would you dad?. I’ve gotta kiss him to activate the magic, remember?” I asked.
Bryce smirked, adjusting his position a little before carefully maneuvering himself and the other man until Nolan was on his knees with his arms restrained and his ankles pinned. Unable to move. “How’s that?”
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“Perfect.” I said while getting a better look at the body before me. That handsome face that seemed so masculine yet somewhat adorable at the same time. Those pecs pressing tightly against his shirt. That noticeable bulge in his work pants. And so sooo much more. And Nolan didn’t deserve a single bit of it. But I did. Then much to the man’s disgust, I stripped off all my clothes in a blink of an eye leaving only the pair of stolen socks on my feet. Standing proud with a victorious look on my face as I let my average dick swing free infront a homophobe.
Part of me wanted to bask in the moment a little more but I was far too eager to get this underway. And so I quickly got down onto my knees and before Nolan could do anything to stop me, I pressed my lips hard against his. He tried to recoil but he couldn’t go far. I had him… or at least I thought I did. I kissed him for a good 10 seconds or so and nothing happened to the point where I eventually found myself pulling away.
“W-what?” I muttered, not understanding why it hadn’t worked. At the same time Nolan took the opportunity to spit at me and shout even more slurs. Even angrier than before as he called us before disgusting perverts. I asked Bryce and he didn’t seem to have any idea either… that is until I remembered what he’d said earlier just after I’d pulled on the socks. “Wait… no spark.” I mumbled. That’s when it hit me. Step 2 of getting the nectar to work was wearing a recently worn article of clothing. These socks were washed and put away unlike the dirty pair of socks Bryce used when he took over my Dad.
“What is it Aaron?! Why didn’t it work?” Bryce asked, starting to get a little worried as they didn’t really have a backup plan.
“I think I know.” I pulled off the fresh socks I’d stolen before walking around and behind to two men. “Just keep him still. I’m gonna try something.” I crouched down and shuffled between Bryce’s legs a little until I had easy access to Nolan’s large brown loafers. Against his wishes I slipped his shoes off and put them to one side, finding it hard to ignore the strong scent that came with them. Unleashing those large socked feet. “If these don’t work then nothing will.” I stated before gripping the sweaty black socks and pulling them off Nolan’s feet one at a time. And I knew I probably shouldn’t since I criticised Bryce for doing it before but I couldn’t help giving the pungent socks a quick sniff. With that I made my way back around in front of them.
“What!? You wanna huff on my socks now you disgusting cock sucker!?!” Nolan yelled.
I took the large pair of socks and began tugging them on. “Oh I want a whole lot more than that.” Just then, as I pulled the second sock on, I felt it. The spark. Coursing through my body. My confidence that’d been wavering momentarily then rushed back in full stride. “I want to touch, smell and see your body wherever I go. I want to turn your homophobic ass into homo this side of the earth. I want… you.” There was an almost crazed look in my eyes that even spooked Bryce a little as I grabbed the sides of Nolan’s head. “And now. You’re going to be all mine.” And with that I slammed my lips against his with even more passion than before. Feeling his thick mustache forced to rub against my upper lips while he groaned in protest through the kiss, unable to stop me.
His groans of protest would quickly turn to grunts of fears as the magic began to activate. It seemed all I needed was a more recently worn pair of socks as now our lips were stuck together and impossible to part. Seeing that the process had begun, Bryce let go of his father and the first thing the panicking man tried to do was pull away from me. But to no avail. Because of this Nolan began freaking out! Forcing both of us up to our feet before stumbling around the room. For a second Bryce looked as though he was about to step in again until I used all my strength to push Nolan onto the bed causing him to fall back onto the soft sheets with my naked body on top of him. And before he had another chance to move I wrapped my arms and legs around him tight.
Nolan made every effort to break free but I’d latched on tight and wasn’t about to let go. Before he could fight against me any further though, the most delightful sensation imaginable passed over my entire being causing me to let out an involuntary moan into the kiss. And to my surprise Nolan made a similar groan. His eyes had begun to roll back slightly as I could only imagine a similar sensation had overtaken him. If anything he must’ve been in even more ecstasy than I was judging by how his thick rod had begun to harden in his pants, causing his bulge to rub up against me. But through all the grunts and groans I could tell he still wanted to fight but the pleasure that ran through him was draining any strength he might’ve had to fight back against me. Before long Nolan's body couldn’t help but give in to me and before long, the next phase was underway.
It’d been one thing seeing Jason disappear inside my dad’s body but actually feeling my own body and limbs begin to get sucked inside Nolan’s large muscular frame was something else entirely! My hands were one of the first things to go, phasing through his shirt and into his back as I still had my arms wrapped around him. My legs then began naturally aligning themselves with Nolan’s bulky ones before slowly sinking in. The feeling was beyond anything I’d ever imagined. Even as my torso began to lower itself into the older man’s frame, there wasn’t even an ounce of pain. Nothing but pure bliss as my entire form went completely numb! I rubbed my crotch against his as much as I possibly could before that too phased through the man’s pants and was pulled down into his body.
Soon enough my arms, legs, ass and cock had all disappeared, pulled inside Nolan’s body much to his distain. Honestly I was surprised he hadn’t gone delirious from the raw amount of satisfaction the magic seemed to bring. Yet somehow he regained some semblance of awareness only to be horrified seeing my torso sinking into his. He practically screamed into the kiss as our eyes were forced to meet. His eyes were darting all over frantically, trying to move his body but feeling too weak to do anything. It was too late anyway as I could feel my face drawing nearer to his as even that was being pulled down at last along with the rest of my head. Before long my vision completely blanked out…
After that Nolan regained full control of his body to an extent. “N-NO! Get out of meeee! Gahhhh!…” he yelled and grunted, feeling my presence inside of his body. But despite his best efforts he couldn’t fight against me nor could he stop his cock from getting unbearably hard. He practically begged Bryce to help him but the idle man did nothing but watch in satisfaction, finally getting to see his horrible father get exactly what he deserved. “Y-you’re demons! Both of you! Unholy demons!!” He claimed while writhing around on the bed, struggling to control himself. He tried to get up from the bed but his cock pulsed even harder, threatening to burst out of his pants at any moment. His balls swelling up fatter than ever before as they prepared to unload every ounce of his free will. “Nooooo… I can’t… I-Urrghhh…” He grabbed at his crotch uncontrollably, mouth hanging open with the overflow of stimulation being forced through it until finally… “FUUUUCKKKKK GRAHHHHHhhhhhhhuuuhh…” What started as a massive roar of protest slowly faded as Nolan blew the fattest load of his life. A massive dark spot forming over his bulge as he flooded his pants with cum.
The second Nolan spilled his ball batter, I found myself being hurled into the driver’s seat. Right away I was hit with the tail end of the orgasm and couldn’t help grinning. Feeling my new fat cock buck as it squirted a few final ropes of dad nut into my already sticky pants. “Ohh yeahhhhh…” I let out a huge sigh of relief knowing that I’d won. Even as the cum soaked into my new work pants, I could feel Nolan soul being absorbed by my own. Feeling every memory and personality trait of his slowly became accessible to me as I became the one and only Nolan Simmons.
“How do you feel Nolan?” Bryce moved closer towards the bed, knowing now that the man he’d once hated was gone for good. Replaced by someone far superior. Me.
I grumbled a little, holding my head before slowly sitting up. I glanced down at myself, seeing the thick muscle I now adorned still hidden underneath Nolan’s clothes. I even had on the same black socks that I’d stolen from him again. Back on the feet they were meant for. I flexed my arms a little, feeling my biceps strain against my shirt before bringing my hands to my chest so I could feel juicy pecs that sat upon it. God feeling this kind of bulk on another man was one thing but feeling it on myself was a whole other level of euphoric. Feeling the power that now flowed through my bigger and stronger body with every movement I made. “I feel fucking fantastic Bryce.” I replied while running a hand over my wet bulge.
Slowly I pushed myself up off the bed, my new larger feet touching the ground for the first time. I wobbled a little at first, not used to my new weight, but I quickly adjusted. Bryce simply stood back and allowed me to explore myself for a moment. Watching on as I made my way towards the circular mirror sat on the dresser. And what I saw made me feel a whole flurry of emotions. Staring back at me was the same handsome face that’d been screaming obscenities at us not moments prior. The piercing eyes belonging to the homophobe that made Jason’s life a living hell for so many years. The salt and pepper hair along with this beard and mustache that were trademarks of a man that embodied all the worst parts of the christian community. But I was none of those things. I might’ve stolen his dashing looks and gorgeous body but I was a proud gay man and an ally to all others in the LGBTQ community. Something the old Nolan would’ve despised being. But what he wanted didn’t matter because I was Nolan now and I plan on putting a hot ass body like this to far better use.
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Not being able to resist the temptation, I pulled off my new shirt before tossing it at Bryce so I could finally get a better look at what I was working with and I certainly wasn’t disappointed. Though he kept in very good shape, the old Nolan wasn’t one to show off his physique all that often so I’d never had the luxury of seeing him shirtless before. But if anything that only made this moment sweeter as I freed my new pecs from their prison and began groping them to my hearts content. Adoring how squishy they were but so firm when I flexed them. Admiring the dusting of chest hair that spread across them. I was only able to pull my hands away from my chest when the desire to flex my biceps again grew too strong to ignore.
Once I was satisfied with the admiration I’d given to my broad upper body (for now), my gaze couldn’t help shifting towards my lower half. A toothy grin spread across my face that seemed extremely out of character for this face as I unhooked my belt and undid pants. I could feel Bryce's eyes watching intently and I yanked down both my pants and cum soaked underwear at the same time, allowing my still half hard cock to spring out. And what a cock it was. It’s length was about average sitting at around 6 inches but god the girth! It was one of the thickest chicks I’d ever seen from the base all the way up to its fat mushroom head which was still drooling cum. And it was mine along with the heavy set of balls that came with it. No wonder Nolan always acted like a hard ass with a pair of bull nuts this big to inflate his ego.
I went on to admire my legs a little after getting over the initial shock that came with my new still twitching dick. Running my hands along my sizeable quads before giving my bulky calves a squeeze. But by far what stole the show was my hot muscle dad ass. We’d already gotten a good idea of how big it was by how its shape was still visible even through some of Nolan’s baggiest pants. But now we got the full show. Nolan’s thick cheeks on full display. And naturally it didn’t take long for me to start squeezing and jiggling them to your delight. Though, considering how the rest of my body had a decent coating of hair, I was surprised to feel how smooth my new ass was.
“You havin fun over there…” Bryce commented, prompting me to turn my attention to him for a moment. When I did I noticed he’d at some point whipped out his own dick as was slowly jerking it to the display I’d been putting on. I guess deep down we were both hot for daddy. Our own daddies at that.
“I’ll be having even more fun when I get this tight virgin hole of mine stretched.” I paced over towards Bryce, giving him a truly affectionate look that he doubt he’d ever seen on his fathers face before. “So how’s about you get in the bed and get your cock ready for me.” I commanded, allowing Nolan’s somewhat dominant nature to seep through.
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I didn't need to ask him twice. In a flash Bryce was completely naked, showing off his hairy body once again, before practicing leaping onto the bed with his hands behind his head and his cock standing tall and ready. Now this was a sight. Two best friends stealing the body of each other’s dad only to wanna fuck one another immediately after. In Nolan’s case I suppose it was somewhat poetic justice for everything that he did and said. But it didn’t really matter because the only Nolan left around here was me.
With a lustful smirk I sauntered my way towards the bed before crawling on top of Bryce. Allowing my brand new dad ass to hover gently above his cock as we stared into each other’s eyes. Completely lost in the fantasy of it all until I lent down and pushed my lips against his. It was probably the first time these lips had ever kissed another man willingly but it certainly wouldn’t be the last as I felt our beards gently rubbing together while our kiss deepened. As it did I slowly lowered my ass until Bryce’s throbbing cock was massaging my entrance.
It was then that I broke the kiss and pinned Bryce down with my newfound strength. “Now. I’d say it’s about time we use that big dad dick of yours son to fill your old man’s needy hole.” I sneered down at him, letting him know exactly how I felt all those times he used my dad’s voice to call me son. And by the way his dick began lathering my ass with precum moments later, I could only assume he enjoyed it. However I didn’t let him waste too much of his precious seed before reaching back and grabbing his cock, aligning it perfectly with my hole. “Now gimme that dick!” I roared before lowering myself onto the rod with a deep and guttural moan.
Right away I got to work. Bouncing up and down on that dick as best I could while holding Bryce down. It was intense to say the least. With an asshole this tight I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t quite painful at first but I was willing to push through it if it meant being able to take cock even better with this formerly straight christian ass in the future. At times I moaned my own dad’s name, Bryce, while at other times moaning his original name, Jason, in an attempt to fulfil both our fantasies at once. But as I was slowly able to force more and more of his dick inside me, I eventually stopped calling him Jason all together and decided just to stick to Bryce. Because that’s who he was now. My boyfriend Bryce. Another dad that lives across the street from me. Nolan. A former homophobe turned gay power bottom. Aaron and Jason were simply the names of our two sons who ran off together and memories of them would soon fade into obscurity.
At multiple points I could tell Bryce was eager to flip up over and do the fucking himself but I refused to let him. I might’ve been the one getting fucked here but I was still the one in charge. Whether he liked it or not he was gonna stay put and be my personal fuck pole until I was nice and full. And between all the kissing, touching and dirty talking, I could tell that time was starting to grow near. His balls prepared themselves for the tsunami that was bound to come at this rate.
Feeling this only served to drive me further onwards. Making sure to grind my thick dad butt all the way down to the base. Honestly I didn’t think I’d be able to do it on this body’s first time taking dick but lo and behold I pulled it off. It was painful but boy, just the feeling of filling this new ass of mine completely with cock released an almost incomparable amount of dopamine in my brain. The only thoughts running through my mind were ‘dick’ and ‘cum’ as the levels of joy I was feeling almost matched the pleasure I got from hearing Bryce’s moans echoing through the household. Moans that only continued to get louder and needier until finally I got exactly what I wanted.
The man below me tensed up as his cock began to spasm inside me. I didn’t need three guesses to know what that meant. Especially when I felt his thick hot seed coating my insides while I drained Bryce’s balls to the last drop. Watching as he writhed in pleasure beneath me while unloading buckets worth of cum inside. Seeing his hands grip the bed sheets as his former father pressed his ass down on it a couple more times. Continuing to bounce on his cock until he begged me to stop due to how sensitive it was. Eventually, when I felt as though his cock had nothing left to give me, I adhered to his pleas and released his cock from my asshole’s tight grip.
“Better get used to that babe. From now on I plan on making you drain at least one load into me everyday. This new ass of mine is hungry.” I grinned deviously at him before kissing along his neck, feeling my new mustache rub against his skin. “Your dad was wasting it for so long so I’m gonna make up for all the years he neglected this beautiful ass.” My face moved closer to the hairy pit under his arm. “Mmmm now it’s time for papa to get a good taste of that!” I stated before shoving my nose deep into one of his sweaty armpits and inhaling the gorgeous post sex scent they exuded. I couldn’t help but notice how they smelt subtly different now that I was sniffing them with a different nose. Regardless, they still smelt just delicious. So much so that before long I was running my tongue along his pits greedily to lap up the sweat.
“Do you think… we should head back… to my place before… your wife gets home.” Bryce said between labored breaths.
“I suppose so.” I agreed. “Let me just finish cleaning off your pits. Then we can grab some of my clothes and get out of here.” I added before lapping up more of that delicious salty sweat his hairy pits produced.
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It’d been roughly three weeks since that day. After we left Nolan's house that day, we hardly ever went back. We took everything of Nolan’s that I might need and brought them back to our place where we stayed after that. Of course my new Wife was furious when I said I was leaving her for Bryce but there wasn’t shit she could do about it. I even told her all about the furious gay sex we had and how he satisfied me more than she ever could by filling me up with cum. It might sound harsh but she wasn’t much better of a parent than the old Nolan so it was karma really. After that she was quick to file for a divorce which I was happy to sign upon being given the papers.
Now Bryce and I live happily together. We both worked pretty much the same jobs our dad’s did before which wasn’t all that hard with their memories. We even went to the gym together which was incredibly fun. However the best part was always getting home and taking off our sweaty clothes so we could swap 'em and sniff each other’s damp, pungent gym clothes. While I usually went for the pouch on his underwear first, my ass sweat must’ve smelt particularly good to him as he always went for the back of my underwear first.
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This was then almost always followed up by some hot steamy dad sex. I would always make him bust a load in my hole first but if the prostate stimulation wasn’t enough to make me blow my own nut then we’d flip and I’d fuck his ass relentlessly until he was just as full of cum as I was. Regardless it would seem the power dynamic there had certainly shifted in my favour which I wasn’t gonna complain about.
Besides that however we were already living happier lives than we ever had before. The only bad thing about it all was all the questions people would ask and the odd looks thrown our way for this sudden change in our behaviour. Because of this I suggested to Bryce about looking for a new place to start our lives fresh elsewhere. Somewhere that we wouldn’t already be known by the community. Somewhere we can just be Bryce and Nolan, the hot horny couple of dad’s in the neighborhood. Bryce seemed to like that idea so now we’re looking online for places to move to.
The only hiccup in that plan was that we didn’t want to move too far from Gil’s magic shop. We went back after I became Nolan and Gil himself seemed very impressed with the new form I’d taken. After explaining our moving situation however, he told us not to worry about it. Apparently there were a bunch more Gil’s magic shops all around the world. According to him all of them are connected and every single one has a door portal that brings them to the same place. So regardless of where we move we’ll likely still be able to visit. As confusing as that was, I kinda understood.
With that though, Bryce and I were just excited to begin this new chapter together. And perhaps even spice things up from time to time by purchasing a few more items from Gil’s shop. Regardless I was sure that from this point on, our lives were going to be perfect…
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Out of the Woods
Another hot story by @bodyswapper that seemed to have been removed recently. Once again I couldn’t help myself and remade the story, with my own twists and ending! Also, featuring the incredibly hot “Seattle Dad”, which you should definitely check out!
My best friend Chris and his family were preparing for their two-weeks getaway at the lake cabin. His parents said that I would not be able to come so Chris and I were bummed. However, a day before the trip Chris came up with an idea to get me to tag along. When Chris presented me with using an ancient body swap spell he had stumbled upon I was skeptical at first, but I eventually decided to agree. I had secretly always found his father quite handsome, so if it actually worked it would be very interesting being in his Dad's burly mature body.
The day arrived, and Chris and his father headed out to the cabin first. I was so nervous and waited for the text for Chris to let me know he was going to use the spell. I got a notification from Chris and locked myself in my room to get ready. I was waiting for something to happen and instantly a surge of energy rippled me, and my soul jolted forward.
I finally snapped to and felt my body lurch upright while taking a lot of force to lift myself up. I was now inhabiting the body of Chris's handsome father. I locked eyes with Chris through my new deeper blue eyes.
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"Whoa, this is insane," Chris exclaimed, staring at me, who now occupied his father's bigger, flabbier, and hairy body. "What's it like? How does it feel being in my dad's body?"
I was trying to find my bearings, and blinked a few times before responding. "It's...different, man" I paused, noticing the gravelyness of my voice. "This body feels more experienced, like it has seen a lot in life. And the hair? Well' I can feel the breeze on the stubble" I chuckled, rubbing my thick hands across my sweaty forehead.
We took a moment to absorb the nature of their situation before cracking open a few drinks and settling into the comforts of the lake cabin. The initial shock transformed into laughter and camaraderie as I began to relax in my new frame.
Hours passed, filled with laughter, shared stories, and the simple joy of being together. Chris kept commenting that my mannerisms became more similar to his fathers, and I was feeling it as well. It just felt so damn comfortable being in his father's body and leaning into that persona.
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However, our enjoyment came to an abrupt halt when Chris's Dad's phone rang. We shared a scared glance, and I was feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I picked up the phone, answering it in Chris's Dad's serious tone, and realized it was Chris's Mom, or rather my ex-wife. At that moment, I had to embody the role of Chris's father, pretending to be Chris's Dad. To my surprise, I found himself slipping into the role effortlessly, and putting on a show. I even began to feel the emotion of Chris's Dad as I talked and said I miss you to his little sisters, or my daughters. They lived with their mom, so the summer getaway was the only opportunity for us to meet, Chris had explained earlier.
I hung up the phone and had the largest smile on my face. I kept rubbing my beard, enjoying the scruffiness and coarseness of it. "I did it, man! I pulled it off! Your mom didn't suspect a thing. I never knew I had it in me."
Chris beamed back, impressed by my performance. "Who knew you were gonna be able to pull it off this well,” Chris chuckled. “It's like you've been my dad all along.” When he said that my cock grew firm, as I truly began to feel like I am his father. Now, I was getting excited for the rest of the family to come up and see how well I could keep up with the charade of being Chris's father.
I was also dying to find a time to sneak off to the bathroom to feel down my new larger flesh, but I didn't want to raise suspicion to Chris on what I was doing. I was gonna wait till we went to bed and then explore his Father's form a little more closely.
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- Several Days Later -
It had been a few days since Chris used the spell to swap me into his Dad’s body. At first, it was really strange walking around in this much older, taller, and heavier body, but I quickly got the gist of it. Although I was still nervous when the rest of the family came and I had to pretend to be Chris’s father. There were some obvious fumbling and embarrassing moments at first, but by the end of the evening no one seemed to mind or took notice. It was almost like I had somehow gone a quick-course on how to truly embody his father. It certainly helped that Chris helped me out here and there, as he gave me small hints and showed me recordings of how his dad normally acted whenever we were alone.
I also noticed that every day that passed I seemed to lean more and more into the persona of Chris’s Dad. I even developed his gait, unconsciously let out his hearty chuckles, and found myself more interested in fishing. At some points even Chris seemed unable to differentiate me from his father, as evident by one morning when I sat in the kitchen drinking my morning coffee and reading the newspaper when Chris came down and started eating his breakfast completely ignoring me.
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When I asked him what we were doing today, he answered me with the same snappy attitude he always gave his dad for annoying him. It took a few minutes of me staring at him amusingly before I saw the panic in his eyes as he realized what he had done. “Thank god it’s only a few more days…” He had quickly tried to recover himself, though I could tell there was some slight worry left in his voice.
It wasn’t until the first evening when everyone had gone to sleep in their separate bedrooms that I fully had a chance to explore my new self. I was so thankful that Chris’s parents had divorced a few years back and slept in separate rooms, which gave me the master bedroom all to myself.
It was strange… yet exhilarating as I stood in front of the full-body mirror and inspected the reflection of Chris’s Father.
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I started exploring his weary yet handsome face, his thick beefy arms, and his hairy chest, as some quiet moans escaped my lips. I found myself running his big hands across the pelt on his chest, brushing past the bush on his cheeks, and ending my journey on the thin layer of hair on his head. The sight of Chris’s shirtless furry dad being so mesmerized by himself somehow made me incredibly hard, so I quickly unbuckled the belt and let the worn jeans slip onto the floor. I gasped out in delightful shock as the thick and massive cock bounced up and down, while a few drops of precum had already begun to leak out.
Something changed within me at that moment, something deep inside telling me this was all I ever wanted. I knew then - I was in love with this body, and the act of embodying Chris’s Father.
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I didn’t sleep one second that night, as I found myself on the king-sized bed exploring, fondling, and worshiping the hairy, big body that belonged to Chris’s father. I had to sit out the hunting trip the morning after because of severe back pain, which was most likely caused by all the arching from the several orgasms I had during the night…
Every single night before sleep I would find myself standing in front of the bedroom mirror, slowly take off all my clothes, and stare excitedly at the burly dad bod. I would slowly caress the thick muscles, squeeze the fat around the stomach, and grip the hardened cock firmly. The jerking always began slow and passionately, but ended in a fierce frenzy of sweat, spit, and cum. Every single time was just as hot, different, and intoxicating. It was almost as if I was getting an addiction - of being Chris’s Dad.
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One evening as I stood there in front of the mirror and breathed in a day’s worth of musk this body had produced, when a memory suddenly came to me, of a few words that Chris had said the first day I had swapped with his father: “It's like you've been my dad all along…”
Those words echoed within me, within my heart… and within my very soul. I began to imagine what my whole life would have been like if I was born in this body; the childhood I had, the friends I made, even the partners I went through. I then began to imagine what life would be like from now on if I somehow kept this body; the job I had to learn, the family I would have to love, and the wild nights I would experience. I don’t know what came over me at that point, as I leaned against the reflective surface of the mirror and gave my reflection a few kisses while staring intensely into the eyes of Chris’s naked drooling dad.
“What if I have been you all along… What if I was always meant to be you… What if being you for the rest of my life is all I ever wanted…” I murmured to myself in a low and husky voice, right before I exploded and coated the entire mirror with Chris’s Dad’s sticky semen. I quickly cleaned it up, with my tongue.
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An opportunity came one day when Chris and most of the family had to go on a supply run. As soon as they were gone I made my way inside my friend’s messy room and began rummaging around. It took a few minutes before I managed to find the notebook which he had scribbled the ancient body swap spell in. It detailed a sacred ritual to be performed as well as an incantation of foreign language. I could only understand a bit of it, but from what I understood Chris’s Dad would think and act exactly as me during the swap, which relieved some of my worries over what I thought of doing next. At first I had thought of just ripping the page out and throwing it away, but that would make Chris suspicious. Instead, I took an eraser and erased three of the words off the incantation, before rewriting some similar-looking words in their stead. Chris was always impressed at how well I could copy his hand-writing. Of course, I also scribbled the correct words of the incantation down on another paper, just in case. As I left the notebook and Chris’s room in the exact state as when I came in, I was already leaking profusely in my pants.
With the two-week getaway soon coming to an end, Chris began discussing how he would swap me and his father back into our rightful bodies. He decided he would do it the night before they left, as his dad and I slept. Chris explained that the ancient body swap spell had to be performed correctly and precisely, as even the smallest error could ruin the process and cause unimaginable consequences. Such as us being stuck as bodiless spirits or me somehow being stuck as his Dad for good…
- THE Night -
It was a quarter before midnight on the night before we would leave. I had just taken a long hot shower and scrubbed my big hairy body clean from the filth of the day. Staring back at me in the bathroom mirror was the dripping wet reflection of Chris’s Father sensually running his hands through the pelt of fur on his chest. This was it, the moment of truth. I had to decide if I was really going through with this. I had no idea what would come, nor the consequences that would follow from messing with Chris’s spell. All I knew was that I wanted to stay this way; to keep this incredibly hairy and sexy body all to myself and to continue playing the role of Chris’s Father… possibly forever.
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Determined, I picked up the piece of paper from the notebook a few days prior and scrunched it up into a ball. With a long deep breath I dropped it into the toilet and flushed it down. Its scribbled content and possibly my only way of returning back to my old life and body, forever gone.
Just as discussed with Chris earlier, I walked into the bedroom and laid my big heavy body down on the bed. I tried to close my eyes and fall asleep, but my mind was racing and my heart was pounding out of my hairy chest. I was anxious, scared, and excited, all at the same time, as I watched the bedroom clock strike midnight. At first nothing happened, so I gave off a breath of relief.
However, soon enough a strange sensation coursed through me. It was as if Chris’s Dad’s entire body began glowing and everything slowed down. My senses dulled, my limbs became numb, and I felt as if a big unending void opened up within me. An eerie blue-ish smoke began emerging from my hairy chest and rose up towards the roof. I simply watched on in both horror and fascination as the wispy smoke quickly shifted and transformed into the shape of my old self. As if carried away by some higher calling, the smoke phased through the roof and disappeared… leaving me laying there on the bed in complete bewilderment.
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The void within me felt even larger now, as if my whole being was empty and without reason. My thoughts went to the smokey shape that had resembled my former self, but for some reason it felt bizarrely foreign, as if I no longer recognized it as my own. I tried to think of my own name, my old life, and my former body, but it all felt so distant. It was a feeling of grasping at something which no longer existed; a life and an identity no longer my own. Somehow the botched spell had drained me of my sense of self, but left my mind and consciousness still attached to Chris’s father’s burly body!
I barely had time to finish my thoughts when some red-ish smoke suddenly emerged from the roof. I immediately recognized the wispy form being in the shape of Chris’s Dad. His big hairy sleeping body with its bearded tranquil face slowly descending towards me, as if attracted to the flesh I currently inhabited. I could’ve tried to move out of the way, I could’ve resisted against it entering me… but instead I opened my arms and embraced it welcomingly. When the wisp of smoke finally entered me, yet another strange sensation washed over me. The void within me was suddenly filled and I felt warm and complete again. I felt as if I was home, as if everything was right in the world. The name of Chris’s Dad echoed within my mind repeatedly: “Hank Warrens… Hank Warrens… Hank Warrens…”. The name felt so suited for me, so comfortable, almost as if I had always been called by that name. I realized then that I had fully absorbed Chris’s father’s sense of self. His name, his identity, his whole being… now belonged to me whether I wanted it or not! No matter how you looked at it, I was truly Chris's Dad, Hank Warrens now!
The sound of rustling was heard from the master bedroom door, and as I peered over I briefly saw the shape of Chris running off. He had decided to check in on me to see if the spell had properly worked, to make sure that we had returned to our own bodies. Which meant Chris most likely witnessed the moment his dad’s smokey form reunited with its burly body, under the assumption that it was the reversal process of the body swap. As far as he would know, the spell went off without a hitch and his father was back in his rightful body. That I, Hank Warrens, was back in my rightful, big, hairy, and sexy dad body…
As soon as the sound of Chris’s footsteps in the hallway quieted down, I immediately looked down at the incredible body laid out in front of me.
The hairy chest, the thick muscles, and the girthy member, they were all mine now. To touch, to squeeze, to taste, whenever and wherever I desired. Not to mention that wonderfully musty scent that oozed from my hairy armpits from the bed underneath. All these sensations and sights felt so familiar to me now, as if they had been mine all along. “It’s really like I’ve been you all along, Hank…”
I have no idea what the future holds for me now as Chris’s father, nor how I’ll deal with the situation if I’m ever found out by others… but I’m beyond excited to be dealing with it as the incredibly hairy and thick daddy Hank Warrens.
Well, maybe not as excited as my incredibly girthy and rock-hard cock right now, which is desperately yearning for my firm touch. Let's just hope I won't be too tired for the car trip home tomorrow… otherwise I'll just have to stay another day here in the cabin with my son Chris…
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The Resort - Part 3
Read the first part HERE Read the second part HERE A remake of the caption series by Scallylad01. Make sure to read all the other parts of the series to really get the most out of the story. Now, enjoy the grand finale! /Verus
Mike awoke with a banging hangover. He leaned over and took a big swig from a glass of water. That was some night, he thought. He, Liam, and the two ladies they had met had got a taxi and gone to a club in the nearby town. They had rolled in about four in the morning.
The door suddenly opened and Liam walked in wearing only a flimsy towel around his waist, which barely covered his private areas. He reeked of alcohol, sex, and a long night of partying. He was always the more fun and spontaneous of their bunch, which often landed them in a lot of trouble. Something his family often disapproved of.
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“Where’s Lisa?” Liam asked. “Didn’t you bang her?”
“Nah bro,” Mike said groggily. “Too easy.”
“Isn’t that what we’re here for,” Liam laughed. “Booze and sex?”
“Yeah, if they’re special.” Mike answered.
“Whatever, man. I’m going to meet Joe. Seems like he suddenly wants to hang out again. You coming?” Liam asked his still barely awakened friend.
“I’ll give it a miss,” Mike said. “I wanna go to the gym for a bit.” 
"Alright then," Liam said. "See you later bro."
As soon as he was alone Mike pulled the blanket off himself and began running his hands all over his own abs. He quickly pulled his boxers off and began playing with his stout morning wood, seemingly enamoured by the touch of his own hands. He was completely unaware of the mechanical whirring of the camera in the roof.
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"What's he doing?" Rick said as he leant over Charlie to look at the monitor. "Is he… jerking off to the thought of himself?"
"Yeah, it seems so." Charlie said with a wry smile.
"Cheeky bastard… Explains why he spends so much time in the bathroom every morning," Rick said. “And all those selfies.”
Charlie leant over and switched off the screen. Although he was clearly trying to hide the growing boner underneath the table.
“Hey! What gives?” Rick moaned grumpily.
“Private stuff.” Charlie explained, as if slightly territorial. “And we got work to do.”
"Spoilsport." Rick smiled. He gave his friend a pat on the back before he left.
Charlie made sure Rick had left before he switched the monitor back on. At that point, Mike was breathing heavily and moaning loudly before he erupted all over himself. He quickly wiped himself clean and jumped into the bathroom, leaving his spectator disappointed over how quick it had been.
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"Soon…" Charlie murmured quietly. His pants were clearly soaked from the show.
- In one of the other chalets -
"Shouldn't you be going now?" Joe shouted to Tony.
"Yep," Tony replied. "Goodbye old man!" He said to his reflection as he ran a hand across his greying hair. He turned around and walked over to where Joe was busily flexing his own muscles.
"We are going to have so much fun when I get back," He announced, as he grabbed hold of Joe’s cheeks from behind and gave them a firm squeeze.
"I can't wait for you to know what it feels like.” Joe said, as he enjoyed the way his biceps tensed and relaxed.
"You do think he's hot don't you?" Tony asked.
"Fuck yeah! You know he’s just my type!" Joe answered. "Now go! I can't wait any longer."
Tony gave his younger husband a kiss before he left the chalet. The wristband around his wrist beeped and announced that the procedure was ready to begin.
- A few hours later -
Joe couldn't wait any longer. He was rock hard. He had waited for over two hours now since Tony left, and then he had been called to another chalet.
"You can come in now…" A familiar raspy voice said, and within seconds Joe was in the bedroom.
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"Fuck me!" Joe said as he looked at his partner Tony who laid almost completely naked on the bed. His husband Tony, now occupies this body’s former friend Liam's body. His shirtless, glistening body was seated, legs open, and looking like the most fuckable guy Joe had ever seen.
"I intend to," The new Liam smiled deviously. "You were right. I feel fucking great!"
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Joe wasted no time and knelt before his handsome partner. He began licking his firm muscular legs while slowly moving upwards until his face reached Liam's hardening crotch. It smelled new, exciting, and completely intoxicating.
"We've got whole new lives ahead of us," the new Liam said. "People are going to be amazed that we are a couple!"
"Heck yeah", Joe agreed, his face red from mashing against the crotch. "Two fit straight hunks who will be getting it on every night. That will be us from now on!"
"Come on then," 'Liam said, releasing his cock from his underwear. "I want to see and feel this monster come!"
"Anything you say, my love!" Joe announced and dove right in. His slobbering mouth opened wide for his lover’s new girth.
It would be a long, sweaty, and tasteful night for the new Liam and Joe. Several complaints from their neighbours were lodged, all concerns of loud moans and banging walls that continued the whole night…
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- In the afternoon the day after -
Mike returned from the beach invigorated after a long swim. Blood was coursing through his veins making him feel on top of the world. He kicked off his trainers and strolled into the lounge. That’s when he heard strange noises from Liam's room.
"Bro?" Mike shouted. "You in there?"
The door to Liam's room suddenly opened and his friend emerged carrying all his luggage. He was wearing all sorts of new accessories and had nicely cleaned himself up, which was very unusual for Mike to see.
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"What are you doing?" Mike asked perplexed.
"Sorry," Liam answered meekly. "I have to go home right away."
"You're joking with me," Mike said with surprise. "What for?"
"Ehm… family emergency…" Liam explained and briskly went for the door.
"You couldn't give two shit about your family," Mike said. "What's really going on?"
"Sorry…" Liam just said as he quickly disappeared out the exit. "Got to go."
"What the hell?" Mike said aloud.
Mike was about to sit down when he decided against it. He put his trainers back on and left the chalet, crossing the patchwork of ornate flower beds to his other friend Joe's chalet. He knocked on the door, but since there was no answer he decided to walk around and peered in the bedroom window. The room was a huge mess with what appeared to be white sticky substances all over the bed sheets and walls. However, no person or luggage was in sight, leaving Mike to assume that Joe had mysteriously left too.
What the fuck, Mike thought. Why would his friends suddenly leave a premium holiday resort? A free one nonetheless! Walking around a bit, he found out his other friends Ben and Steve had also gone missing, making him feel very uneasy. Was he the only one left on a seemingly perfect holiday? What the hell was up with everyone acting weird and all out of character? Exhausted and with a headache, Mike returned to the chalet and crashed onto the bed.
- A few hours later -
Mike suddenly jerked awake and sat upright. He had fallen asleep and it was now dark outside. What had awoken him? He heard something crash onto the floor in the next room so he climbed out of bed and opened the door. An unfamiliar old man in the middle of the room suddenly looked at him with relief.
"Mike!" The elderly man shouted. "It's so good to see you! Where is he? Where has he gone?"
"Who? Liam?" Mike asked wearily, as he grabbed a nearby decoration as a weapon. "And what are you doing in my chalet?"
"No Mike," the strange man said. "I’m Liam! He switched bodies with me and now he's gone. Did he take my stuff as well?"
"You're not making sense," Mike said, as he brushed past the crazy man and went for the phone. "I'm going to call security."
"No!" The older man pleaded. "Don't do that. They're in on it… they are all in on it! They offered me a drink while I waited for Joe in the lounge, and before I knew it I was knocked out. The next time I woke up I was staring at my own naked body touching myself! I kept repeating my name over and over again, and saying how much Joe would love it…"
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"I think you need to seek some sort of help, old man." Mike said and started dialing the reception on the phone.
"What can I say to make you believe me?" The elderly man pleaded. "Wait I know… you remember that time back in college when we got so drunk after a party and ended up stumbling back to our dorm where we crashed in the same bed..."
Mike stopped dialing the phone. "Yes..."
"And we were both so horny at that point”, he continued. "That we ended up sucking each other off. We didn’t talk about it for a week afterwards, but we both enjoyed it so we decided to try it again the ne…."
"No Liam, you don't need to remind me..." Mike immediately realized he had called the stranger Liam. "Is that really you, mate?"
"Yes, Yes!" the elderly man said, before he looked down at his wrinkly hands in sadness. "Look at me! Don't you recognize him? It's that old guy Joe was talking to by the pool earlier. They must have gotten to Joe first.”
"Yeah, Joe is gone as well. His place was emptied out this morning." Mike stated.
"It’s this place!" Liam said. "They are doing it here on the resort, switching people's bodies for pleasure, money, or something."
"Well, what are we going to do then?" Mike asked, still slightly perplexed by the whole revelation.
"I want my body back, obviously." Old man Liam said. "I heard them saying something about wiping my mind but it obviously didn't work. I woke up in a van on the way to god knows where. I had to find my way back here."
"But they’re already gone." Mike stated hopelessly, as he had already begun imagining the bodies of Joe and Liam getting it on at this very moment.
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"Well I'll make them come back, and switch us back again! I'm not staying like this, dude." Liam said and headed for the door.
"No Liam!" Mike shouted after his friend, but it was too late; Liam was gone.
Mike stood bewildered and motionless for a moment and wondered what to do. Then he suddenly started packing all his clothes into his suitcase. If things started going wrong he was getting the hell out of here! He had just zipped his case and placed it by the door when the phone suddenly rang. He cautiously answered it.
"Mike!", the raspy old voice called out through the phone. "It’s me, Liam! They weren't expecting me, hah, they thought I was long gone. I've got the manager Charlie here tied up. He's the one behind it all. Get over to the reception now!"
Mike paused for a second and thought hard. If this was a movie it would obviously be a trap wouldn't it; but it's real life so he had nothing to worry about. He picked up a knife from the counter and left the chalet.
It was an unusually quiet evening at the resort tonight. The only people by the pool were a muscular blond hunk and his skinny friend who seemed busy worshiping the other’s muscles. The well built man gave Mike a friendly wave before he went back to flexing and letting the smaller guy service him.
Mike decided to ignore it and pushed open the door to the reception. It was in total darkness except for a strange light emanating from the phone in the reception. He walked up to it and saw that there was a slightly ajar door behind the main desk. Warily, he pushed it open and stepped into a long corridor which led into what appeared to be a makeshift operating room. An assortment of wires linked two beds in its center.
Too late, he realized someone was behind him and felt a sharp jabbing pain in his neck.
- In the "operation" room -
‘What a fucking fool’ was the first thought that came to Mike's mind when he opened his eyes. Of course it had been a trap. He found himself unable to move and strapped to one of the beds in just his underwear. He turned his head to see 'Liam' tied to a chair.
"I’m sorry, Mike…" Liam said. "They made me do it."
A big muscular security guard walked up to Mike and began attaching cold buzzing wires to his head. Mike tried to struggle but quickly realized it was useless against the constraints and the big man keeping him down.
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"You should be honored," The security guard said, as Mike caught sight of the name ‘Rick’ on his golden nameplate. "You have no idea how long Charlie has been waiting to find the right body to take and he has finally chosen yours. You should take it as a compliment, you’re going to be the face of the resort from now on."
"What the fuck?!" Mike yelled, as he felt the dread fill his stomach. “Like hell that I’m going to be used as whatever you sickos want!” He started pulling harder than ever at the ropes, causing the frame of the bed to slightly creak and pop.
"Don't waste your energy", Rick said, as he held the thrashing man down with one of his big hands. "You can't get free. I’ve secured the outside area as well."
"Please, Rick, don’t ruin my future flesh." Charlie said and walked into view from the dark corner of the room. Rick walked aside so the aging resort manager could step up and put a hand on one of Mike’s thighs. As he ran his hand up across Mike’s abs, around his nipples, and then grabbed onto Mike’s chin, he pushed Mike’s head from one side to the other as if to inspect his new future face.
"Perfect…" Charlie said ecstatically. "My mind and your handsome looks and body will be a formidable combination."
"You fucking sicko!" Mike snarled, as he spat at his captor’s face. "This is my body!"
"And in a moment it will be mine," Charlie retorted proudly, and suddenly grabbed hold of Mike’s package and squeezed it hard. An audible moan was heard from both men, one out of pain and the other out of pleasure.
"But don’t worry, I’m not cruel. We normally wipe the donor’s mind after the procedure but I'm going to leave yours intact, just so you can be of use. You do a few months of good work here at the resort, and I might just reconsider giving you and your friend new bodies. But not this one though… this one’s mine." Charlie explained with a grin, as he caressed Mike’s cheek.
As Charlie ignored the screaming and thrashing of the tied-up hunk, he quickly laid down on the next bed and had Rick attach the electrodes to his head. Once finished he turned to look at Mike and smiled, "I can’t wait to feel that perfect body of yours from the inside."
A deafening sound and a dullness in his head caused Mike to soon lose consciousness. All his senses vanished as everything faded into darkness. . . . .
- Some time later back in the chalet -
When Mike finally came to and opened his eyes, he found himself strapped to a chair in his own chalet. He tried to scream and shout for help, but the gag in his mouth prevented him from doing so. However, the most horrifying part of the whole experience was watching his own body in front of him taking a bath in the chalet bathroom. His former body which now belonged to Charlie.
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Like a fever dream, Mike watched as his former body climbed out of the bathtub and patted himself dry. He then walked over to the mirror and started running his hands along his arms and stomach, as a wry smile formed on his handsome face. He then firmly grabbed hold of the still wet and hardened girth between his legs, causing him to let out a loud pleasurable groan.
“You really are perfect, Mike… I mean, I really am perfect. So virile, so smooth, so sensitive…I can see now why you enjoy playing with yourself every morning. I certainly won’t mind.” Charlie said seductively, as his beautiful eyes were glued to the reflection in the mirror. He caught some of the precum that spilled out onto his thumb and brought it up to his lips, before he inserted the entire thumb into his mouth and ingested the liquid with a sensual suck. “And so delicious as well… I really will be keeping your body for a long time…” 
With one final tug on his new girthy cock, Charlie unexpectedly erupted all over himself and the mirror. He came a copious amount over several rounds, which left him bent over the sink huffing for air. Still, a blissful smile on his lips as he looked up and saw his new sweaty face once again.
“Thank you, for all of this.” Charlie said satisfied, as he looked over at where the former Mike sat thrashing and screaming. He then motioned for Mike to be taken away, giving the former owner one last look at the perfect body he had now lost ownership of.
- The next morning -
Charlie stepped out of the steaming shower and walked over to the mirror. He bent down and grabbed a pair of Mike’s used underwear which he had kept. He brought it up to his nose and gave it a long and deep inhale, completely in love with the scent of this body’s crotch musk. He quickly slipped on Mike's underwear and enjoyed the way it fit snugly around his bulge.
Finally, he took a few minutes to trim his beard and fix his hair, all while taking every opportunity to admire his handsome features.
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Charlie really had chosen well, as there wasn’t a single second he didn’t enjoy being in this perfect flesh. He opened Mike's suitcase and took out a smart pair of pants, a belt, and a shirt, and put them on. As he fastened the belt he couldn’t help but notice how good his bubble butt looked in those pants. He put on a smart pair of shoes and went outside to where Rick and Jane were waiting.
"Looking good!" Jane said, while she looked him up and down.
"Thank you," Charlie replied, as he proudly adjusted his shirt. "So, how’s the situation at? Are all our customers happy with their treatments?"
"Yes," Rick answered. "In fact, one of the celebrities would like to have lunch with you."
Charlie checked his watch and decided that now was as good of a time as ever to refuel his energy, especially after the several orgasms he just had in the shower earlier. He gave Rick a nod as they walked off across the resort.
- A few weeks later -
Scott Lee wiped a few beads of sweat off his forehead. He could feel the glistening sweat run down his beefy hairy chest. Looking back, he could see his group of drunken friends stumbling out of the boat and onto the bridge. They were all big muscular men in their 40s, all of them glad to take a short break from their wives and stressful jobs for a few days.
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"This place looks amazing", Scott said to his buddy Chris.
"Sure does!" Chris laughed heartily, as he too ripped off his shirt to reveal his bushy chest. "Although where’s all the busty women at?"
Sure enough, Scott looked around and saw no women in sight. All the employees and other guests seemed to consist mainly of men.
That’s when Scott caught sight of a young man across the courtyard, clad in a full leather attire which hung loosely around his scrawny frame. The frail-looking man seemed to stare at Scot fiercely, as if he was inspecting every inch of Scott’s hairy muscular body. He also kept checking his wristband over and over again, as if he was waiting for something to happen.
“Bet he’s a homo, wearing all that weird leather stuff”, Scott joked, but enjoyed the sudden attention nonetheless. In his mind, Scott couldn’t ever imagine wearing something like that himself. He'd look like a total jackass…
There was an echoing clap behind them, causing Scott and his friends to suddenly turn around. The group of daddies were met with the sight of a very handsome, dark-haired man. Seeing the golden nameplate on his shirt with the title ‘Resort Manager’, they were all quickly in awe at how such a young man could have so much presence and authority at his age.
"Hi", the handsome man announced with a pearly-white smile on his face, and his voice smooth as silk. "Welcome to our resort. I'm your manager, Mike Jacobs."
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Holiday's End, To Be Continued…?
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The Resort - Part 2
Read the first part HERE A remake of the caption series by Scallylad01. Enjoy the second part of this amazing series! /Verus
August’s vision slowly cleared and he took in a deep guttural breath of air. He could see Charlie standing over him.
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“Is it finished?” August asked and instantly noticed a difference in his voice.
“Yes,” Charlie answered. “It went perfectly. Welcome to the new you.”
August slowly pushed himself up and looked down at his firm torso and sturdy legs. As Charlie handed him a mirror, he slowly put it to his face and let out an amazed sigh. His new features reflected back at him. The first thing he noticed was that he now had blue/green eyes. He couldn’t help but run a hand across his perfect stubble.
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“Happy?” Charlie asked.
“Fuck yeah,” August swore. He couldn’t help but squeeze and flex his new enormous muscles. “This body feels amazing. So healthy and so strong. This guy really took care of his body.”
“Your name’s Rick Bennett now,” Charlie told him.
“Rick…” August let the name roll off his tongue. “I like that, Rick.”
“There are his clothes so you can get dressed. Obviously I don’t expect you to work until tomorrow. Get yourself used to your new body.” Charlie winked before he pointed to a suitcase in the corner of the room.
“Oh, I certainly will.” August grinned. He strode over to the suitcase and opened it up. He found a pair of Calvin Klein boxers and pulled them up over his muscular legs and around his tight butt. He then found a pair of tight fitted pants and a tee which really showcased his new body. “By the way, what’s the situation with the real Rick?”
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“All taken care of,” Charlie said. “The mind wipe went without a hitch. He’ll be arriving at one of the hostels in your old body soon with no idea of who he is or was.”
“Good,” the new Rick beamed. He still couldn’t get over how deep his new voice was. “And thank you, Charlie.”
“Not a problem, Rick. I’ll leave you to it then.” Charlie smiled as he left the new head of security to his own devices.
As Charlie made his way to the reception, he decided to check in on his latest customer. When John had arrived at the resort he had been a chubby, and frankly quite ugly guy. The one thing he had going for him though was his family’s wealth, and sometimes money really can buy you happiness.
Charlie knocked on the door to the room and was soon invited inside. John was sitting on his bed shirtless and typing on his laptop.
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“How is everything?” Charlie asked. “Settling in ok?”
“Yes, thank you.” John answered. “Things are going to be very different from now on. I really think I was always meant to look like this; not that chubby retard I used to be.”
“Wi-Fi connection ok?” Charlie inquired.
“Yeah, it’s perfect.” John said, as his focus returned to writing on his laptop. “I’ve been chatting with this girl for months now. Never really met her though because I knew she wouldn’t look twice at me before… but now I’m going on a date with her when I get home.”
“I’m very happy for you, sir. Have a good day.” Charlie bowed, before he let himself out and closed the door.
- The next day -
Mike stepped out of the shower and dried himself down. He shaved some of his stubble before he took some gel and ran it through his shiny dark hair. He was already looking naturally tanned. His eyes wandered casually to his wristband lying on the side of the basin. He picked it up and noticed what appeared to be some sort of microchip embedded into the material. He tried to think of what it could be for. Since he had arrived at the resort no one had asked to see his wristband nor had he ever been required to use it at all. Something was clearly bothering him but he didn’t know exactly what. Perhaps it was the odd looks he got from some of the other guests? Or was it the fact that Joe had just ditched them on their holiday to suddenly hang out with some stranger? Sure, the staff were very friendly… but maybe a little too friendly and attentive…
A big minus was also the fact that there weren’t enough women at the resort, but then again Mike knew that he never had a problem getting laid. He looked after himself and being naturally handsome certainly helped.
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“Hey Romeo,” Liam said, as he peered in through the bathroom door. “I’ve just been chatting to two hot birds. Hurry up and we can go back and find them.”
“Alright buddy,” Mike said, as he took another prideful glance at himself in the mirror. “Give me five minutes.”
As Mike started to dress he was completely unaware of the camera which was filming him from behind the mirror.
- In the control room -
Charlie sat watching Mike on one of the monitors on the desk before him. The door suddenly swung open and Rick walked in wearing his usual security attire. It had been adjusted to fit tightly around his new muscular frame.
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“How are you today?” Charlie asked.
“Never felt better.” Rick answered with a handsome grin. “You wouldn’t believe how many press ups I did this morning… He’s very good-looking isn’t he?”
“Sorry?” Charlie said.
“Chalet 42,” Rick pointed at the monitor where Mike was pulling on a pair of shorts. “Him.”
“Yes… I suppose he is…” Charlie answered quietly.
“Heh. So what’s the agenda for today, any procedures?” Rick gave a little laugh and slapped his friend on the back, before he seated his sturdy body on a swivel chair.
“Just one.” Charlie replied. “Jane should be calling him in about an hour. Another one with a very specific request, but hey who am I to argue.”
- Outside by the poolside -
Cameron felt a smug smile emerge across his handsome face as one of the waitresses walked by and stared at his broad chest. He turned to his companion Billy sitting on a sun chair next to him and threw his wet towel at the other’s face.
“See, that’s the kind of girl you could get if you had a body like mine.” Cameron grinned. He couldn’t help but laugh as his scrawny friend blushed. He looked Billy up and down. Poor skinny fucker he thought. The only reason Cameron hung around Billy was to make himself look better. Not that he really needed to, since he always turned out to be the hottest guy in the room.
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Even though Cameron had bullied the frail-looking nerd remorsely back at high school, he had no idea why Billy still wanted to hang with him. Nonetheless, he got a free holiday out of it, so why the hell not.
“Why do you keep looking at your watch?” Cameron asked his scrawny companion. “Got a date? As if!”
“You’re quite the cocky guy aren’t you?” Billy snarled back.
“Billy boy!” Cameron gasped, almost taken aback. “You’re getting quite the big man aren’t you.” He grabbed Billy’s head forcefully under his meaty arm and ruffled his hair. He made sure to squash the other’s head just hard enough till he heard a painful groan.
“Oh you don’t know the half of it…” Billy murmured as he pushed himself away from Cameron. Suddenly the voice of Jane the receptionist rang out across the resort.
“Could Cameron Hughes please come to the reception. You have a very important telephone call.”
“Wonder who that could be?” the former school bully wondered as he stood up and started walking. He made sure to kick Billy slightly on the shin as he walked past him. “See you later, pipsqueak.”
“Yes, definitely…” Billy smiled deviously, as he brought the thrown musky towel up to his face and took a deep whiff.
- An hour later -
Cameron’s mind was slowly clearing. What had he been doing? He remembered sitting with that loser Billy when that announcement rang through the resort. He had gone to answer the phone and then… then what happened?
He rubbed his eyes, and for some reason his arms felt incredibly light. What was going on? As his blurred vision slowly recovered he could make out someone standing over him. A tall and very muscular guy. Slowly the person’s features came into view and he couldn’t help but let out a horrified gasp.
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The person looked exactly like him! He suddenly looked down at his own body and it was thinner and smaller. In fact, he was wearing the same blue shorts that Billy had been wearing earlier.
“Surprise!” the imposter said. “What do you think?”
“What the fuck?!” Cameron exclaimed. “Who are you?”
“Cameron Hughes, of course.” the imposter answered, before he struck some poses to really show off his muscles.
“No,” Cameron relented. “I’m Cameron Hughes.” 
“No, not anymore. You’re Billy Plaine now.” his imposter looked at his face before bursting out in laughter.
“Billy?” The realization finally hit Cameron. “Is that you? What have you done?”
Billy in Cameron’s body gave one of his meaty biceps a lick before he bent down closer and explained.
“You made my life hell throughout school, and then continued to treat me like some sort of fool. Did you think I had forgiven you? Of course I hadn’t. I’ve wanted revenge for such a long time and this place has given me the best revenge ever. I get to become you and have your amazing body forever, along with all the attention and the popularity. And you’ll get to be poor skinny Billy. It’s going to be so much fun.”
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“No, Billy,” Cameron began to plead. “Please don’t do this to me. I’m sorry!”
“It’s too late for apologies.” The new Cameron gave him a gentle pat on his cheek before he walked back towards the bed. “Don’t worry, I paid them extra to thoroughly wipe your mind so any traces of the old you will be gone forever. You won’t remember a thing. In fact, you’ll probably just see me as someone you envy and someone you fantasize about being. How ironic wouldn’t that be?”
The new Cameron threw himself onto the bed and shoved a hand down into his underwear. A soft moan escaped his lips as he squeezed the python hidden underneath. He couldn’t help himself and brought his other arm up as he lowered his head and let the sweet smell of fresh sweat fill his nostrils.
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“Hell Cameron,” the new Cameron moaned lustfully, as the thought of getting to smell his new body odor whenever and wherever excited him. “I always loved the way you smelled, but you smell even better from the inside!”
Suddenly someone knocked on the door and a very muscular security guard stepped into the room.
“I’m done with him,” Cameron announced. “You can finish the procedure with him now. Goodbye forever Cameron.”
“Billy, no! You can’t do this to me, you little fucker!” Cameron screamed and kicked violently as he was dragged away. He felt a prick on his neck and soon started to drift off into a deep sleep.
The new and still horny Cameron finished cleaning up and saying goodbye to his old belongings and life before he finally left the room. As he returned to the chalet he enjoyed all the admiring looks and praises given to him from both men and women. He quickly found Cameron’s room and walked in, and found clothes strewn about everywhere. A handsome grin emerged on his face as he realized they were all his now. Cameron’s body, Cameron’s life, Cameron’s scent, they were all his now forever. He squeezed his firm muscular arms and then sniffed ecstatically at his new armpit, which smelt wonderfully musky and sexy.
He really couldn’t believe his luck. He was now the hot hunk that had bullied him and made his life a misery. But nothing like that would ever happen again. He caught himself in the mirror and grinned happily, as his deep voice escaped his new lips.
“Hello Cameron. Nice to be you.”
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The Resort - Part 1
A remake of one of my absolute favourite caption series from the Old Yahoo Groups by Scallylad01. I've taken some liberation and changed some names, updated the models, and added my own flair to them all. Summer's almost over, so enjoy these summer-themed stories while it lasts! /Verus
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Mike stepped off of the yacht and into the blazing sunshine. “Bro! Fucking hell,” he said. “Look at this place. We’ve really hit the jackpot here!” His equally hunky friends gathered around him and surveyed the resort grounds. There were numerous pools, palm trees, and plenty of small bars.
“We owe you big time Mike,” said his best friend Liam.
Mike felt over the moon. He had won the holiday at his local gym in the monthly draw. So now instead of working he was going to be sunning it up in an exclusive resort. A man in his fifties wearing a shirt and tie suddenly approached them.
“I’d like to welcome you to our resort,” he said, shaking Mike’s hand. “I’m resort manager Charlie. Your chalets are all ready for you, and you will need one of these,” He handed each one of them a wristband. “You must wear these at all times. They allow you to get inclusive food and drink and ensure the staff that you are paying guests. Apart from that, whatever you do here is up to you. Have a great time boys!”
“To the bar dudes!” Liam shouted and they broke into a sprint. Mike just stood and laughed at them. As he started to follow he noticed the manager Charlie running to someone by the beach. The guy had a cut on his face. Probably pissed off the wrong guy, he thought and jogged across to the bar where his friends were.
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Charlie examined the cut. “It’s only superficial thankfully,” he said. “I can’t apologize enough, Karl.”
“I didn’t expect that,” Karl said. “I had no idea my old body could pack such a punch.”
“To be honest, Karl,” Charlie said hesitantly. “The mind wipe doesn’t work on everyone. It depends on the individual.”
“He’s not going to come back here looking for his body again, is he?” Karl asked with a mixture of concern and anger.
“No, I can assure you he won’t. I’ll have my security team make sure of it. Enjoy the rest of your holiday.” Charlie bowed.
“Thank you. I will be leaving tomorrow… a new man.” Karl said and laughed out loud.
Charlie smiled and walked off. He was going to have to speak to August about the security situation. He crossed the courtyard to the reception and Jane suddenly appeared behind the desk.
“I see some new talent has arrived,” she said while smiling.
“Yes,” Charlie said. “Make sure you keep them happy.”
“Oh, I will do,” she responded. “One of them is very handsome…”
“That would be the one called Mike,” he said. “Yes he certainly is…”
“Maybe the one you’ve been waiting for?” she inquired.
“Maybe,” Charlie answered quietly.
“Well, well, well…” Jane said with a grin on her face and returned to her work.
- Some time later by the poolside -
Mike and the rest of the guys were sitting by the pool with a table full of drinks. Liam was looking around before he asked the others. “Where’s all the women? It’s a bit of a sausage-fest here. There’s way too many dudes.”
“But the women that are here are fucking hot!” Joe interrupted and adjusted his cock in his shorts. His chiselled abs and taut muscles shone from the sunlight. Brash, strong, and a trained MMA fighter, no one ever messed with Joe. “But yeah, there’s way too few pussies here… Eh, it’s not a resort for queers, is it?”
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“No it isn’t,” Mike reassured his friend and laughed.
“I betcha you would’ve loved that, wouldn’t you?” Liam snickered and hugged his obviously irritated friend. Joe snarled back and punched the other hard, leaving Liam with a stinging arm. “I was just joking bro…”
“Anyways, it’s someone else’s turn to go to the bar,” Mike said. Joe suddenly stood up, his face still having an irritated look on it. “Thanks man.”
“Nah bruh,” Joe announced, “I’m going for a swim. Anyone coming?”
“And miss out on valuable drinking time?” Liam said. “You’re joking. We’ll go later.”
“Nah, I wanna go now. Back in a bit guys.” Joe said, as his friends watched him stroll off towards the beach.
“He’s probably looking for pussy!” Liam said as the others burst into laughter.
“I’ll get the drinks then,” Mike said and stood up with a sigh.
“Cheers bruh!” Liam put his feet up and laid back onto the sun chair.
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- On the other side of the Resort -
Charlie waited patiently in August’s office. He knew he was doing the rounds and was due to finish at any minute. The door opened and August walked in looking weary.
“We need to talk,” Charlie said, clasping his hands. “Things around here need tightening up. We can’t have another incident like earlier… Look, August,” he said softly. “We go back a long way. You’re a good friend but you’re not cut out for security anymore.”
“You’re firing me?” August gasped.
“No, I’m not firing you,” Charlie laughed. “Let’s just say I will be offering the job to someone else… someone a bit younger and stronger, but still as loyal and firm in his belief as you. In fact, he’s exactly like you.”
“It’s my turn?” August smiled. His weary face beamed with joy.
“Yes,” Charlie said and handed August a small electrical device. “Now go and choose someone to tag. You know the score, if he’s available then it will turn green.”
“Thanks, Charlie.” August kissed his old friend on the cheek and walked out into the sunshine.
He immediately spotted two very cute looking guys chatting by the sauna, but instantly discounted them as they looked too pretty for someone in his line of work. He turned and bumped straight into someone’s massive wet shoulders.
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“Fucking look where you’re going, grandpa!” The muscular guy flipped August off before he walked away.
August apologized and then stopped to think. The guy had a firm physique, huge muscles, and an expression which said “Don’t Mess With Me!”. In August’s opinion he was the perfect man for the job. He activated the tag and fortunately it turned green. The weary security guard made his way back to the reception, mentally preparing himself for what was to come.
- Some time later -
Jane watched as August walked back towards his office.
“Tagged someone?” she asked.
“Oh yes,” he replied happily.
“Good,” she smiled, and then turned to see a new guest enter the lobby. “Ah, you must be Mr. Carter?”
“Yes,” he answered meekly. “Sorry for the delay. I’ve had terrible problems at work. Typical.”
“Not a problem, Mr. Carter,” Jane chirped. “Here’s your key. Your partner is already waiting for you in your chalet.”
“Thank you very much,” he said and walked to his chalet, pausing briefly to admire a group of handsome jocks drinking around the pool. He walked up to his sea-front chalet, opened the door, and stepped inside the room filled with the stench of sex and sweat.
“Hello Tony,” a deep voice came from the bedroom. He looked inside and was surprised to see a very handsome man lying on the bed in just his boxers. “Surprise.”
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“Greg?! Is that you?” Tony asked, before he slowly approached the hunk.
“Oh yeah,” the hunk on the bed said seductively. “What do you think?
“I think you look fucking a-amazing!” Tony said, practically stuttering.
“I’m sorry I did it without you,” Greg said, as he stood up from the bed and walked over to where his partner stood. “But I saw this homophobic asshole on the beach and I knew I had to have him before someone else took him. I almost got punched in the face when I walked up to him.”
“No, no, you made the right decision.” Tony said as he removed his shirt and then trousers.
“Look at this fine ass and these firm pecs,” Greg said, as he pawed the juicy flesh he now owned. “Don’t you just want to squeeze and bury your face in them?”
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“That’s exactly what I was planning on doing.” Tony said practically drooling.
He quickly pushed his now younger partner onto the bed and turned him around, before he slowly pulled Greg’s boxers down to reveal the cutest, firmest ass he had ever seen. He pushed his face down into it and let his tongue flick sensuously around Greg's asshole. There was still the slight taste of sea water in it.
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“Turn me over,” Greg demanded, while he simultaneously moaned in appreciation. Tony took Greg’s firm frame and rolled him over to see a huge beautiful cock twitching and standing to attention. “Like it?”
“Oh I love it, Greg.” Tony said, before he went down and began licking its head.
“Good, and by the way, my name is Joe now.” The new Joe moaned once more, as he enjoyed the way his new name rolled off his tongue.
“Hello Joe,” Tony said with a smile, before he completely enveloped his younger partner’s hot member in his mouth.
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- The morning after -
Liam walked around the pool and slumped onto the lounge chair next to Mike.
“Here you are,” Liam said and handed Mike a cocktail. “Hair of the dog.”
“Cheers mate,” Mike thanked. “Definitely needed it.”
“Hey!” Liam proclaimed, suddenly sitting upright. ”What the fuck happened to Joe last night?”
“Probably got laid or something,” Mike said, as he gulped down his drink. “Look, he’s over there.”
“Who’s he talking to?” Liam asked, as he looked across the pool to see Joe sitting by a table and laughing with a middle aged man. “He looks a bit homo.”
“Nah, can’t be,” Mike responded. “You know Joe hates homos.”
Liam decided to get up and walked over to Joe and the stranger. They seemed just about to hold hands when Liam interrupted them.
“Hey Joe, where’d you go last night? Last I saw you went after that hot receptionist chick. Did you bang her?” Liam asked, as he suspiciously eyed his friend up. Something seemed off about him.
“Oh yeah… dude,” Joe answered, slightly nervous. He almost seemed surprised to see Liam. “You know me… banging em’ girls left and right…”
“Alright…” Liam said suspiciously, before he turned his attention to the strange old man next to him. “I’m Liam, Joe’s buddy.”
The stranger stood up and shook his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Liam. I’m Tony.”
“Well, I’m going back to the others,” Liam announced. “See you later, yeah?”
“Yes, I think I will be seeing you later, Liam.” The strange man said as Liam walked away from the table.
What the fuck, Liam thought. He wasn’t talking to him, he was talking to Joe. Confused, he strolled back to Mike and sat down “Well, that was fucking weird.”
“What was?” Mike asked.
“Oh, I dunno bruh…” he replied, as he felt a shiver run down his spine. “I reckon that guy talking to Joe is a homo, the way he was looking at me.”
“Eh, don’t worry about it,” Mike reassured his friend. “Come on, let’s go to the beach. Gotta get your sun tan on for the chicks.”
“Alright.” Liam scratched his head and decided to think nothing more of it. He and Mike grabbed a beer and followed their friends towards the water.
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End of Part 1
I'll be posting the next few parts during the coming weekend, so stay tuned!
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Another incredible story by the incredible @mrwavellswaps!
A sequel would be absolutely amazing, especially if the former Jason's homophobic dad makes an appearance looking for his son... 😏
The Parental Solution
“Could you at least put on some shorts or pants if you’re just gonna lie around the house like that?” I asked my dad after walking in on him sprawled across the couch, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs that did little to hide his large assets. Especially when he had his thick thighs spread like that
“Come on kiddo. It isn’t anything you haven’t seen before. Can’t a guy just lounge around on his day off.” He replied with that same subtle smirk he always had as he rested his head against his hand. I cursed myself internally for not being able to help glancing at his armpit for a moment. “Besides, I’m the man of this house and so if I wanna lie around in my underwear then I’ll do just that.” He added sternly before reaching down to give his fat bulge a rub.
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I rolled my eyes a little before quickly exiting the room and letting him get back to watching sports on TV. After all, I didn't want to give him a chance to see the growing erection in my pants. I just can’t help it when he shows off his body like that. He knows exactly what he’s doing too. You see that man lying on the couch and showing off his manly form isn’t actually my dad. Not in spirit anyway. It’s actually my best friend Jason inside my dad’s body!
It all started when we were kids. Both me and Jason had pretty shit parents and it was part of the reason we bonded so much. We became each others support whenever we needed it. For me I lived most of my life with my dad after my mom walked out on us when I was very little. Ever since then my dad had been distant and bitter. He wasn’t abusive towards me or anything but he was certainly neglectful to say the least. Jason on the other had definitely got the worse end of the stick with parents that were borderline manipulative and even abusive towards him growing up. I remember telling him all through high school that the moment he turned 18 that he should just get the hell out of there. That day came over a year ago now. Jason turned 18 not long after me but even with the job he had, he still couldn’t afford to move out. Especially with his parents practically stealing half his wage. Before long the two of us were 19 going on 20 soon and Jason still couldn’t see a way of escaping his parents for years to come. That’s when I decided something had to be done.
For weeks the two of us had been brainstorming ideas to get Jason out of his parents house. We considered putting our wages together and renting a place to share but with how much prices had been going up recently, that didn’t seem like a sustainable option right now. Neither of us had other family members we could stay with either. We even considered going to a homeless shelter together but decided that’d probably do more harm than good in the end. After all my home life wasn’t nearly as bad as Jason’s but I wouldn’t wanna leave him alone. After a while we started to lose hope, believing that Jason would just have to put up with his horrible parents for the foreseeable future. That was until I stumbled across a curious shop that I’d somehow never noticed before…
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Gilgamesh’s Magic Shop - For all your magical needs
The shop radiated a strange presence that I couldn’t help being drawn to. “Magical needs?” I raised an eyebrow as I read the large golden letters that adorned the sign that sat on the front of the building. My first thought was that it was one of those fake magic trick shops but it seemed pretty interesting and I didn’t exactly have anything else planned that day so I decided I might as well check it out.
Upon stepping inside I came face to face with a plethora of weird items and objects filling the many shelves around the shop. It all looked incredibly ornate with how well organised and decorated it was. Naturally I couldn’t help poking around a little, inspecting all sorts of books, potion bottles and crystals that all claimed to have magical properties.
“Ah, hello sir!” A man called from behind the front desk. I couldn’t help but jump a little as I could’ve sworn he hadn’t been standing there a second ago. He looked to be in his early 30’s or so but still looked amazing for his age. He had short hair that shimmered in the light with its golden blonde colour while his handsome face adorned a dusting of stubble. The clothes he wore looked rather unusual, almost like a mix between a wizard cloak and casual suit. “My name’s Gilgamesh but most people call me Gil. I’m the owner of this place so if there’s anything in particular you’re looking for then just ask.”
“Oh… um thanks.” I blushed a little at the stunning man’s proposal. “But I don’t think any of this fake magic stuff is gonna help me all that much.”
Gil laughed. “Please. The magic I sell is anything but fake. Here I’ll prove it.” I watched as he walked around the front desk and grabbed a potion bottle off a nearby shelf. Without any hesitation he popped the top off and downed the potion in one go. What I saw changed my view on magic forever. There was a moment of silence as Gil smirked over at me. Then without warning he lurched over and groaned. I could only watch on in astonishment as his once ordinary sized frame began expanding at a rapid rate. Seeing as his clothes grew tighter while his body packed on excessive amounts of fat and muscle. His entire body growing thicker and stronger! It was hard to tell at first but as his clothes started to rip I began to see how he was growing hairier as well! Even his light stubble from before poofed out into a large blonde beard! At first I’d thought the groans meant he was in pain but as the transformation came to an end, after his voice had deepened significantly, I realised they were actually groans of pleasure!
“W-w…what the fuck… just happened!?” I stuttered, looking up at the new man before me.
Gil turned and smiled at me. “Muscle bear potion.” He stated simply. “Does exactly what it says. Turns you into a big muscle bear of a man like so.” The huge shopkeeper gestured down at his now massive burly body. “This one is only temporary and should wear off naturally within a week but we do sell permanent versions as well.” He explained as he made his way back behind the counter once again, struggling to move a little with his big belly and thick appendages straining against the torn fabric of his clothes. “Looks like I’ll have to grab a new uniform from the back to use the next week though. Oh well, I’m sure my boyfriend Simon will enjoy seeing me like this.” He laughed heartily.
Before I stepped foot into that shop I believed magic was nothing but tricks and fantasy. But after witnessing that man transform right before my very eyes, I had no choice but to believe everything about this shop was real! All the spell books, all the magical clothes, all the powerful crystals. It had to all be real!!
After regaining my composure I managed to explain my situation to Gil. Telling him all about Jason and the situation with his parents. Of course Gil sympathised with the situation and told me I was a good friend for sticking by Jason and wanting to help him. He stroked his beard a little as he thought until he came up with a magical solution to my problem. “You know, I think I’ve got just the thing that’ll sort your friend's situation right out.”
Gil began wandering through the shop, searching the shelves for something in particular as I followed behind him. As he did I couldn’t help glancing at his big bear butt from behind and I guess he could feel my eyes on him judging by the look he gave me shortly after. Before long he ended up pulling another vial off the shelf, this one being filled with a shimmering blue liquid. Strapped to the bottle was also a small instruction manual on how to use it. “This should do the trick. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. Its pure liquid essence made from the blood of real bodysnatchers.” He explained though I didn’t even begin to pretend like I knew what he was talking about. “Drinking this will grant you the powers of a bodysnatcher for a one time use. I think it’ll be perfect for your friend Jason.”
Next thing I knew we were back at the cash register. After much reassurance that this potion was exactly what I needed to help Jason, I ended up forking over my cash and buying the strange looking vial while silently hoping I wouldn’t come to regret it.
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When I first told Jason about what I’d bought he thought I was insane and rightfully so. Before visiting the shop I would’ve been the same. But after a ton of persuasion I managed to get Jason on board with my plan to get him away from his parents. To put him in a whole new body. I’d given it a lot of thought already by this point and had decided on the perfect candidate. My dad. I figured that way I’d be hitting two birds with one stone. Jason can get away from his parents and Jason can take the place of my asshole dad! It was perfect! He was quick to agree to this as he’d always had a bit of a crush on my dad anyways so anything that involved him was a green light from Jason.
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Once it was decided, I brought Jason over to my house while my dad was napping and began going through the instructions with him.
STEP 1: Drink the nectar of the bodysnatcher to allow its power to sink in. Drinking the whole vial is recommended for a smoother experience.
Jason was a little hesitant but with a little encouragement from me he twisted the lid off the vial and tossed it back. Before long the entire potion had disappeared down Jason’s throat. Moments later he described a strange feeling pulsing through his body. Almost like he’d just taken a bunch of caffeine as new energy pumped through his veins.
STEP 2: Find a recently worn article of clothing belonging to the person who’s body you wish to take and put it on.
The two of us snuck upstairs as quietly as possible so as not to wake my dad. We could hear him snoring quietly from his bedroom as I reached into the dirty clothes hamper. Moments after I pulled out a pair of my dads smelly black socks that he’d likely worn to work that day before passing them to Jason who immediately pressed them to his nose.
“Oh come on dude. Really?” I whispered, watching my best friend shamelessly huff on my dad’s worn socks. “Just put them on.”
Jason rolled his eyes, giving the socks one last sniff before starting to pull them on. “Whatever man. I still don’t believe this weird magic shit is real but I know your dad’s hot scent is.” He sniggered quietly as he finished tugging the oversized socks on.
STEP 3: Find the person whose body you wish to take and kiss them directly on the lips. This act will activate the magic now within your body.
Now that Jason had my dads socks on, the pair of us crept towards his room as quietly as possible before slowly pressing the door open. There, laid out on the large king sized bed was my dad. His body was only half covered by the bed sheets as he slept in nothing but his underwear from what we could tell. I could already feel Jason’s eyes burning with desire as he gazed upon my sleeping father. He didn’t even care if the magic worked, he just wanted to plant his lips on my dad.
The two of us tiptoed closer until we stood over my dad, gazing down at him while he dreamt. I gave Jason a nod and he knew exactly what to do. Slowly and silently, Jason undressed until he was completely naked besides my dad’s socks before creeping onto the bed. I held my breath nervously as he manoeuvred his way on top of my dad so that he had one leg on each side of my dad’s body. Jason glanced over at me with a smile before looking down at my father again. Then without another second wasted, Jason lowered himself down until his lips pressed against my father’s…
Almost immediately Jason’s body began to glow slightly while a volt of magic surged through both his body and my dad’s. This immediately woke my dad, his eyes going wide as he saw his son’s best friend kissing him. But they couldn’t pull away. It was as if their lips were glued together somehow! I could only watch in bewilderment as my dad started kicking his legs beneath Jason and flailing his arms around but it proved pointless as soon enough he seemed to lose all the strength in his body. Almost like he was paralysed. It seemed as though Jason was experiencing the same thing as his body now laid dead flat on top of my dad. I would’ve been worried had I not heard Jason moaning delightfully through the kiss. Whatever was happening I knew it had to have felt good.
What happened next looked like something directly out of a Sci-fi movie. Jason’s body glowed once again as it slowly began to sink into my dad’s body. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but as I watched Jason’s legs disappear into my dad’s beefier ones, I was forced to believe it. The rest of Jason’s body soon followed suit as his arms were next, Jason lining them up with my dad’s before allowing them to sink in as well. By this point my dad must’ve been experiencing just was much pleasure as Jason was by how his eyes had rolled back, not to mention how they both had obscene bulges that were rubbing against each other. That is until Jason’s crotch sunk into my dad’s as well, causing my dad’s dick to grow even harder. This process only continued with Jason’s torso fast disappearing until the only thing left was his head sticking out of my dad’s body, lips still pressed together. But of course that didn’t last long as even Jason’s head eventually pushed its way down inside of my dad’s head. Sinking into his body completely until my father was the only one left, now wearing the socks Jason had stolen from him.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried when my dad’s body started convulsing. For a moment I considered calling 911 but just as suddenly as it started, the convulsing stopped, leaving my dad’s body still and calm besides the pulsing erection in his underwear. “Dad? Jason?” I asked the sleeping man, not knowing who’s name to call. He didn’t reply. Only grunting and murmuring with his eyes closed. Then, without warning, he let out a deep moan which resulted in the pouch of his underwear getting soaked in cum. I had to look away in embarrassment…
“Whatcha lookin that way for kiddo. The show’s over here…” I heard my dad’s voice say but the tone behind it didn’t sound like him at all. It sounded cheerful almost, totally unlike his usual resentful self. I turned back around and I saw my dad now sitting up in bed with a huge cheesy grin on his face as he ran his hands along his thick hairy pecs. “You know I didn’t believe you at first but holy fuck… this is great! My voice is so deep! And I’m so hairy… fuck and these tattoos.” He traced a finger across the inked skin of one of his biceps while simultaneously admiring the thick muscle it sat upon.
“Jason? Is that really you in there?” I asked, still not quite believing that potion had actually worked even after all I’d just seen.
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“Who else baby!” I watched as he hopped out of bed excitedly and dashed over towards my dad’s bedroom mirror. The way his face lit up upon seeing his reflection said everything. “But you can call me dad from now on…” he stroked his beard, admiring the facial hair he’d never been able to grow before as he inspected his mature looks. I could tell just by the expressions he made as his fingers ran across his face and down his body once again that he adored each and every sensation. Groping every part of my dad’s body that he’d always fantasised about touching. His pecs, his biceps, his ass and of course his cock. One of his rough hands glided over his wet crotch as he squeezed his cum soaked dad dick, still bulging in his underwear. The way he smirked so full of lust and desire was a look I never imagined I’d see on my own father’s face. Only after all that did he finally turn back to look at me and say “Unless of course you’d rather call me daddy instead.”
“Eww no! You’re literally my dad now Jason! That’s… weird…” I trailed off a little at the end. I’d never been attracted to my own dad before. Why would I be? He was an asshole!! Sure he might’ve been exactly my type with muscles, body hair and tattoo but… he was fucking dad for fuck sake! So why the fuck did I feel butterflies in stomach when he put a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m just kidding man. But seriously thank you for this. With your dad’s body I never have to go back to my shitty parents. Not to mention I look hot as fuck! I always wished I could fuck your dad but this is a whole other level.” With that he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a big hug, something my dad hadn’t given me since I was a kid. His strong hairy body and sticky crotch grinding against my own. “You’re the best *son* a dad could ask for.” He added, holding me tight in his arms allowing for me to get a good whiff of his scent.
After that I could’ve denied the feelings I had all I wanted but the semi in my pants was a dead giveaway. Jason chuckled as I rushed to hide the bulge but it was too late. My face went red as he gave me a pat on the back. “Don’t worry about it, Son. Can’t blame you for getting a little excited around your old man with how manly I am.” He was already acting so cocky and confident. “Now how’s about you and I head downstairs and go through everything I need to know to pull off being your dear old pops. That is after I’ve taken a nice long shower of course to familiarise myself with this hot dad body heheh.”
By that point I could already tell this was going to be a wild ride…
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And that brings us back to the present. It’s been two weeks since Jason took my dad’s place and he’s been able to play the part perfectly, albeit coming off as a much friendlier version of my father. Turns out that when Jason took my dad’s body, he absorbed my dad’s soul as well. This in turn allowed Jason to tap into all of my dad’s memories, emotions and personality whenever a situation called for it. For all intents and purposes, he literally was my dad now. Hell he even insisted that I always call him dad even when no one’s around. It was weird at first but I’ve gotten used to it I guess.
He never fails to mention to me how great being inside my dad’s body feels. Whether it be his new muscles as he flexed them in the mirror, or bragging about how big of a load his big dad cock and balls can bust now. Loving his new beard, smacking his new ass, appreciating his new tattoos, gawking over his smelly new armpits and the list goes on. He described to me how great it feels to finally be treated like an equal by all the other adults around him when at work only to come home and boss me around in the most seductive ways possible.
If there’s one thing I do somewhat regret about all this however, it’s that now Jason won’t stop teasing me with his new body every chance he gets. Like today when he’d been laying on the couch in just his underwear, practically waiting for me to walk in on him. Whenever we were home alone he made sure to wear as little as possible to show off his body and I was always trying my utmost to tear my eyes away from him. But when he walked around in the house in nothing but a tight jockstrap that showed off his bare ass, I just couldn’t stop myself from staring and imaging what it’d be like to stick my face between my dads hairy cheeks… fuck! I can’t believe he’s managed to do this to me!
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Now here I was scampering out of the living room, trying to get the thoughts of my hot new dad out of my head. Everyday it’d been getting worse. I’d been popping boners to my dad more often and even multiple times a day. It didn’t take long for him to slowly start infuriating my jerk off sessions starting with him crossing my mind for a moment as I jerked off until eventually it got to the point where I was having entire jerk off fantasies around him! Imagining what it’d be like to fuck or be fucked by him. And could you blame me when he was constantly shoving that hot body of his in my face! It was torturous at this point. Like he was slowly trying to wear me down. And it was working.
“Hey son. Why don’t you come back through here and watch some sports with your old man. You can snuggle up to me if you want.” Jason said as he came up behind me and wrapped my dad’s strong arms around me and pressed his arousal against my ass. “Come on, I know you love being close to dad.” He cooed, his voice so deep and soft at the same time that I practically melted on the spot.
Before I knew it Dad had managed to guide me back towards the living room where the two of us sat on the couch together watching sports. Jason had never been that into sports before so I could only guess it was a trait he’d picked up from my father after the takeover. As we watched he made sure to wrap an arm around me to keep me pulled close against his body. I didn’t want to admit it but I actually really enjoyed getting to be this close to him now. To feel his hairy body pressed against me as the scent from his pits filled my nostrils. It was driving me crazy.
At one point during the game, dad decided to stuff his free hand down his briefs to fondle his fat hairy balls. Just watching him do such a thing made me horny as fuck to the point where I wished I could’ve been the one cradling his big balls instead. Of course this was all according to dad’s plan as quickly noticed I’d lost all interest in the TV and was now totally focused on him. With a smirk dad pulled his hand out of his briefs and without a second of hesitation he pressed that very hand against my face.
“There you go boy. Huff on that.” He commended as the powerful aroma of his sweaty dad balls invaded my nose and overpowered all my senses. Before I knew it I was sinking deep into his hand, sniffing the scent deeply and craving even more. I knew it was wrong. It was my dad’s body. My dad’s balls. My dad’s scent. But… I craved it so fucking badly! And I only had myself to blame for giving my best friend that damn body!
In a flash I was down on my knees and between dad’s legs as I shoved my face into his pouch. Feeling the heft of his heavy balls press against my face through the tight fabric of his briefs. Allowing the powerful smell to wash over my face. He held my head down, forcing me to kiss and lick his bulge as his thick length grew harder. I wanted nothing more than to take it in my mouth and swallow every last drop of cum he had stored in my dad’s balls. And as he finally pulled down his briefs, allowing his thick cock to spring out in front of me, it seemed as though I was about to get my wish.
What followed was a scene of a father relentlessly face fucking his son as dad absolutely destroyed my throat with his cock. It was clear he’d been waiting to do this ever since I helped him steal that body. Thrusting his hips back and forth as he forced his thick cock as far down my throat as he could, making sure that I gagged on every glorious inch. I have no idea how long it went on for as I was still entranced by his aroma and by just how good it felt to feel his thick dad dick in my mouth but soon enough his moan started to grow and before I knew it my mouth was filled to the brim with thick salty cum.
I fell backwards having just swallowed my best friend's load. No… my dad’s load. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done but at the same time I didn’t find myself regretting it either. If anything I wanted to do it again right! When I sat back up I was of course greeted by a view of my dad’s softening cock as it dripped with cum. “You’re such a good boy for swallowing all of daddy’s cum.” He placed a gentle hand on my cheek, smiling softly. “As a reward, I might let you sleep in my bed tonight. Maybe then dad can give you a demonstration on how real men fuck. How’s that sound?”
“Oh yes please dad! I need your dick inside me!” I blurted out without thinking. I couldn’t believe how much of a slut he’d turned me into.
Dad chuckled softly before shoving my face back into his crotch. “If you clean me up nice and good, I’ll make sure your wish comes true son.” He didn’t need to say another word, I was already licking away. Dad went back to watching TV while I cleaned off his cock. Lapping up any remaining cum dripping from his cock before running my tongue across his soft, but still surprisingly large, shaft. Even after that I couldn’t stop myself from licking his big sweaty balls which dad didn’t seem to mind. God they tasted incredible…
And as tongue slid back and forth, I couldn’t help but be thankful that I found that strange Magic shop when I did. To think that magic not only existed but could make something as crazy as this a reality?! Maybe I’ll have to head back there sometime and pick out something for myself. After all, Dad won’t stop going on about how amazing it feels to have a bigger, more mature body. Maybe I should find a way to get one myself to see what all the fuss is about…
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verus-veritas · 9 months
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Secret Swapping Pods
Oh. I'm so sorry Mr. Shepardson. You thought these were normal tanning beds? Oh no no, these are actually my dad's secret body swap machines, and you and me just underwent the procedure.
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I always thought you were the hottest man in the neighbourhood, with your towering big body and deep booming voice... but fuuuck! Who knew you had such a sexy body hidden underneath all those boring clothes. This hairy chest, the fat sausage between those huge thighs, and this perfectly thick and furry ass, they're all so fucking amazing!
And they're all mine now! To squeeze, touch, and worship whenever and wherever I want! Oh yeah!
Switch us back right now? Unfortunately I don't think that will happen, if ever... You see, a few weeks ago my dad actually tested the machine first on himself and a stray dog. We've tried several times to switch them back but to no avail, so we quickly concluded that it only works once per person.
You're stuck with my scrawny body just as I am with your huge burly one. Which I'm very happy with...
Now, I think it's time for you to run along. As me, Mr. Shepardson, your friendly neighbour, is gonna do the responsible thing and disassemble the body swap machine so it won't cause any more harm. Just to be safe. And then, me and your slobbering and obedient dad are going to have some "dad-talk" in the bedroom. I'm sure it's going to be veeery long and exhausting...
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Incredibly hot story by the equally amazing MrWavellSwaps! 🥵
I wonder if the mischievous warlock can help me with my wish to finally touch the hot daddy next door... perhaps I should try standing in front of the bathroom mirror and chant "Wavell, Wavell, Wavell..." 👀
To be closer
(Inspired by a conversation with @verus-veritas/@verus-animus)
“Have fun partying with your friends kiddo.” Brian said to his stepson with a smile. “Just don’t get yourself into any trouble alright.” He warned before turning his attention back to the TV.
Sam rolled his eyes a little. “Yes Brian I know. I’m 21 now you know.” He groaned, trying to avert his gaze from his stepdad’s almost naked body. Brain had gotten very comfortable around the house in recent years and seeing his stepdad frequently walk around in nothing but a pair of tight briefs had been the cause of many erections and jerk offs for Sam. He just couldn’t help it. After all, Brian was the walking definition of a Dilf! A hot silver fox daddy with some impressive muscle on his frame and a great bulge to top it off. Sam had been crushing on the older man ever since he’d married Sam’s mom and even still now after she passed away. He knew it was wrong but… can you blame him!? The guy was a total hunk!
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“I’m well aware. You just never know with these college parties.” The silver haired stud replied. “Now go. Get out there and enjoy yourself.” He shooed Sam off with a chuckle.
As his stepson left through the front door, Brian couldn’t help but sigh. He loved the kid like he was his own but for some reason he could just never find a way to properly bond with Sam. He always tried to involve Sam in his interests like fishing and archery but the kid never seemed that into it even if he didn’t say it. And of course Brian would try to get into Sam’s interests as well but most of that included online games and what not, stuff Brian never found much interest in. Sure they sat down and watched tv or movies from time to time but Brian just wished they had more in common so he could really connect with Sam. After all, his stepson was the only real connection he had left to his late wife. Yet he was starting to wonder if the two of them were just too different from one another.
He paused the show he was watching and pushed himself off up from the couch. After a quick stretch he made his way out of the living room and trudged up the stairs towards the bathroom. Once there he switched on the tap and splashed his face with some cool water before glancing up at the mirror before him. He lent on the sink a little as he gazed into his reflection and as he did it triggered a memory about something his colleagues at work had been chatting about. Some kind of urban legend about a man with strange magical powers that’s capable of granting any wish and that he was capable of being summoned just by muttering his name three times before a mirror.
He didn’t know why exactly he did it. It’s not as if he actually believed in myths or superstitions like that. Yet he couldn’t help letting his curiosity get the better of him. “Wavell, Wavell… Wavell” he muttered towards the glass and… nothing. Of course. He hung his head in embarrassment for even trying something so silly. He was 55 years old for god sake!
“You know… usually when people do that they say ‘Mr Wavell’. It’s a little more polite.”
Brian’s head snapped back up and now he wasn’t the only man in the reflection. Behind him stood a man who looked to be a similar age to him. Silver hair, salt and pepper beard, piercing… purple eyes? Immediately Brian whipped around, trying not to freak out as he came face to face with the man he’d just summoned. “A-are you… the wizard?” His heart was beating a mile a minute with both fear and astonishment, not quite believing the words that’d just come out of his mouth.
The man nodded his head. “Well Warlock would be more accurate but yes I suppose so.” He answered with a hint of playfulness. “So. Is there any particular reason you decided to chant my name? I was just about to sit down for a meal with my boyfriend so whatever this is, it needs to be snappy.”
Brian had no idea how to respond. He wasn’t usually one to get nervous but now his mouth was getting dry as he could barely say a word. He could only gaze upon the handsome, well dressed man before him in utter disbelief that he actually existed.
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Wavell shook his head. “Alright I get it. This is a lot for some people but I don’t have time for this so…” he reached out and placed his hands gently on the temples of Brian’s head before pushing into his mind searching through his memories and desires. “Ah. There we go.” He said happily as he let go of Brian. “Seems one of your greatest desires right now is to be closer to your stepson. Compared to other people, that's actually kinda sweet.” He complimented. “And you know, I have a sneaking suspicion that your stepson wants to be closer to you as well.” He added, the implications on which were lost on Brian in the moment.
“But how am I gonna make a desire like that come true?” Wavell thought for a moment as he looked Brian up and down, taking in his bulky build and manly chest hair among other attributes that stuck out to him. This man was a Dilf, he knew that much. “Ahhhh I know…” Wavell stated somewhat ominously.
The warlock reaches out yet again but this time Brian pulls back a little. “W-what’re you gonna do? You’re not gonna hurt me right?”
“Hurt you? Wherever did you get that idea?” Wavell chuckled and held out his arms. “A gorgeous man such as yourself? I wouldn’t dream of hurting you. Now come here and give me a hug, big guy.”
Brian’s anxiety of the situation was quickly overwhelmed by Wavell’s intoxicating aura. A wave of invisible energy the warlock naturally exuded flowing over Brian’s body and quelled his fears. Brian didn’t even realise he was moving closer to Wavell until the suited man had already wrapped his arms around him in a calming embrace. It was the greatest huge he’d ever felt. One that filled his body with such warmth that he didn’t want to pull away, instead opting to embrace the hug and wrap his own thick arms around Wavell as well. His meaty build pressing tightly against the warlock’s pristine suit.
As the pair embraced, Wavell slowly inched his hands down Brian’s wide back. Going past his impressive lats and towards his lower back until his hands rested just above Brian’s ass. “I think I just figured out the perfect way for you and your son to be closer.” Wavell’s hands drifted further down until they rested on Brian’s thick ass. He made sure to give it a good squeeze through the tight briefs he was wearing. “Are you ready?”
“Y-yes…” Brian mumbled, enjoying the feeling of another man groping his ass far more than he ever thought he would.
Then, without another word, Wavell squeezed Brian’s ass one last time upon activating his spell. Immediately they were surrounded in a bright violet light that caused Brian to moan out in ecstasy. He felt as though somehow his body was shrinking down in a way as he lost control of his limbs. It was an indescribable feeling that he had no idea how to process. All he knew was that whatever was happening to him felt amazing.
When the light faded, Wavell was left standing by himself and holding nothing but the pair of briefs Brian had been wearing mere moments ago. “See? That didn’t hurt one bit did it?” Wavell said to the briefs before bringing them up to his face and giving the crotch a quick sniff. “Mmmm you smell good Brian. I just know that stepson of yours is gonna love you.” From an outside perspective Wavell would’ve looked insane talking to a pair of briefs. However in reality the soul and essence of Brian had been compressed down into the briefs he’d been wearing. In short, Wavell turned Brian into his own briefs!
“Now. Let’s put you somewhere that stepson of yours is sure to find you…”
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Sam arrived home some hours later. The party had gone on rather late and he didn’t get home until 4:30am. Naturally he assumed his stepdad was already in bed so he closed the front door as quietly as possible before tiptoeing through the house. He made his way up the stairs when he noticed something strange. The door to his stepdad's bedroom was open a jar. He knew Brian always closed it when he went to bed so Sam couldn’t help finding this a little odd. Despite that though, he couldn’t help but see this as an opportunity to perv on his stepdad a little…
When he pushed open the door however, Sam was confused to find that his stepdad was nowhere to be seen. The bed was completely empty. In fact it didn’t even look as though it’d been slept in at all. It was odd for sure. He couldn’t think where his stepdad would’ve gone at this time in the morning…
“Brian?? You here?” Sam whispered through the hallways just in case his stepdad was lurking around somewhere but alas he got no response. Eventually he resigned to just head to bed. Whatever Brian was up to, Sam was sure he was probably fine. Right now all he wanted was to get a good night's sleep.
He made his way back to his own bedroom and flicked on the light. Naturally everything was as he left it… except for one thing. A pair of familiar briefs laid on his bed. But they weren’t his briefs. Sam always wore boxer briefs, not to mention the ones on the bed looked a size too big for him. “Are those?…” He moved closer to the bed before picking up the briefs. His suspicion was right. These were the exact briefs Brian had been wearing earlier today before Sam left! But why were they in his room and why did they feel strangely heavy in a way…
It was then that a sly grin grew across Sam’s face. He had no idea why his stepdad had left these here but he certainly wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity to get a whiff of Brian’s scent. Without another thought, Sam dug his nose into the briefs and inhaled deeply. The smell of his hot stepdad’s cock and balls filling his nose and infiltrating his senses. He’d pulled some of Brian’s clothes out of the hamper before but the scent was never as fresh as this. It was almost as if Brian was still wearing them!
Sam went to town sniffing away at his stepdad’s underwear like they’d been gifted to him from the heavens. That was until an even better idea crossed his mind. Pretty soon the young gay college boy was stripping off his clothes and tossing them in a pile in the corner of his room. Once he was totally naked he licked his lips with anticipation before stepping into the very same pair of briefs Brian had been wearing not long ago. Feeling the soft, inviting fabric slid up his legs and over his ass until they were secure in position. Sam’s cock now sat exactly where Brian’s would. Just the thought had him hard as fuck and stretching out the pouch.
Moments after however, Sam felt a strange weight filling his body. As if something were filling him up from the inside. Something like that sounds as though it would be painful and yet Sam couldn’t help but find the feeling pleasurable. Little did he know that what he was feeling was the soul and essence of his stepdad being merged into his body!
In a mix of pleasure and drowsiness, Sam shuffled back towards his bed before falling face first onto the bed sheets. He allowed whatever sensation he was feeling to simply overtake his body as he began drifting off to sleep. As he did the faint voice of Brain could be heard shouting “Sam! It’s me! Can you hear me?? Sam!?” But of course it was already far too late as Sam’s eyes slowly shut…
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As Sam slept he found himself in a strange dreamlike world. The ground beneath him was covered by golden mist that flowed across an endless void where the sky above was a pastel violet. It was both beautiful and eerie at the same time. Of course he knew this must’ve been a dream but it didn’t make it feel any less real. He wondered if it was some kind of lucid dream?
Just as he was about to try and test that by attempting to fly, he heard a voice coming from behind. Calling out to him. Sam turned and he saw what looked to be stepdad in the distance. He couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. Without even thinking about it, Sam began walking towards Brian slowly, watching as the figure of the man that’d looked after him for so many years grew closer. As he did, what Brian was saying slowly began to get clearer and clearer until…
“Sam! A crazy warlock guy trapped me in my briefs! He told me what’s gonna happen! You gotta take them off before we become one!” He shouted hysterically. Yet despite this Sam kept walking closer and closer. Become one? With his hot stepdad? That didn’t sound so bad! It might’ve just been a dream but if he had the chance to be one with Brian then he was gonna pounce on it!
Before long Sam was only a couple meters away from the man he’d desired for years. Brian seemed stuck in place, unable to move except for his face. He pleaded with Sam to get away. To wake up and stop this. To find a way to fix what that warlock had done. But Sam only grinned lustfully as he looked his stepdad's body up and down.
“Sorry Brian, I know this is just a dream but if I’ve got the chance to fondle your hot daddy body then I’m gonna take it!” With a mischievous look crossing his face, Sam reached out to touch Brian’s furry pecs. The second his hand made contact however, he felt himself being pulled inside his stepdad's body! His hand swiftly disappeared into Brian’s body, soon followed by the rest of his arm. It was like the thick muscled body of his stepdad had become an inescapable vacuum. Before long Sam found himself being pulled inside Brian’s body headfirst, almost as if he’d been absorbed somehow.
The next thing Sam remembered was looking out across the void once again. Only now when he glanced down he saw his stepdad’s big furry pecs and powerful body. Almost like he was… inside Brian’s body… but before he had any time to comprehend it, everything faded out.
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Sam awoke with a jolt the next morning. He grumbled a little, rubbing his eyes as he found himself laid on his front and sprawled across his bed. But as he stretched his arms, something felt off. His arms… his hands… They looked different. Larger and more weathered than before. His biceps seemed to have more of a bulge to them while his hands seemed meatier almost. “What going- Whoa! What the fuck!” He shouted in disbelief at the sound of his voice. It was deep and gravely. Nothing like the smooth voice he once had. It almost sounded like…
Sam looked up and glanced across the room at his bedroom mirror and saw the impossible. Reflected back at him wasn’t his usual lean 21 year old self but instead his 58 year old stepdad!! For a moment he was in shock. Not knowing at all how to react. Most people would probably scream and freak out. Some would likely faint at the mere sight of seeing a body in the mirror that wasn’t their own. But when Sam regained his composure he did neither of those things. Instead, he grinned…
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“Why hello handsome.” Was the first thing he said before immediately sitting up to get a better look at his body. Sure enough it wasn’t just his arms and hands but his entire body was thick and beefy now. He immediately ran his hands along the familiar hairy pecs he’d gotten used to seeing most days. Only now he owned them! He had no idea how it’d happen but… “Holy shit. I’m in my stepdads body!”
Right away Sam leap out of bed in excitement and starting feeling up every inch of his new form. Groping his new biceps, flexing his pecs before running a hand through the dense hair they adorned, poking and prodding at his new facial features. Before long he was even pawing at his stepdad’s thick ass. The ass Sam had imagined touching so many times before, and now it belonged to him! He could grope it much as he damn well pleased! Of course doing so had stirred quite the reaction in his crotch as a tent appeared to stretch out his briefs. The same briefs he’d found on his bed last night and had slipped on before falling asleep…
As Sam rubbed his new dad boner, he suddenly felt a rush of new memories hitting him over the head. But they weren’t his, they were Brian’s. Memories of a life he never lived with parents and family that weren’t his own. Everything his stepfather had ever done or experienced was now right at his fingertips. He must’ve been standing there slack jawed and rubbing his erection absentmindedly for a good 5 minutes or so as the memories surfaced. Only once they’d settled did Sam shake his head and realise he’d wet the front of his briefs with his Brian’s precum.
Just as he was trying to comprehend all the new memories and feelings he was experiencing, Sam heard the voice of his stepdad echoing in his mind, practically screaming Sam’s name. “Brian? Is that you? How are you… in my head!?” Sam wondered as he clutched the sides of his head, trying his best to listen to his stepfather's faint voice.
“I’ve been trying to tell you!! I was trapped in my underwear by a warlock! And now I’m trapped inside your head! We’ve got to fix this!” Brian cried out
Sam looked down at the briefs he was wearing. “You were trapped in these when I put them on?… And now you’re inside me?” The cogs in his brain began to turn. “Then I haven’t just transformed into you. I AM YOU!” Sam claimed with excitement. “W-we must’ve merged somehow! Oh fuck, oh fuck! This is… THIS IS AMAZING!!”
“What!? What’re you saying Sam!? We need to fix this! Don’t you want to go back to normal!?” Brain pleaded with his stepson but it was no use.
“Go back? Why the hell would I ever want to go back?? I’ve fantasised about being with you for as long as I can remember!” Sam admitted as he stepped out of the bedroom and into the hallway before making his way towards the bathroom. “Only I never realised what I really wanted was to BE you!”
Brian was beyond shocked to hear all this though he should’ve been expecting it after having watched Sam grope himself mere moments ago while being nothing but a passenger. As soon as Sam stepped into the bathroom, Brian begged him to try and summon Wavell again but Sam wasn’t having any of it. “No fucking way! I’m Brian now and it’s gonna stay that way! These big pecs, these huge arms, and most of all this fat cock are all mine now!” Sam claimed with a devilish smirk.
Without another second to spare, Sam kicks off his briefs and whips out his new rod. He got instant chills the moment he wrapped his hand around the thick shaft. Touching his stepfather's cock wasn’t something he ever thought he’d have the chance to do and yet here he was now with that very cock hanging between his legs. As soon as he started jerking, Brain began to protest but Sam took no notice. His stepdad was powerless to stop him as he was. At this point he might as well have been a figment of Sam’s imagination.
“No! I treated you like a son and this is how you repay me! I gave you everything!”
“You certainly did. Absolutely everything.” Sam curled up one of his arms into a flex, showing off one of new biceps. “Fuck I’m glad you kept in such good shape. I’m gonna be such a hit with dudes looking like a buff silver fox daddy!”
Hearing all of this was like torture to Brian but there was nothing he could do. Only watching through Sam’s eyes as he continued to jerk off Brain’s thick cock. He knew it was his fault for summoning that warlock but he never imagined something as crazy as this would be the outcome!
Just then an idea popped into Sam’s mind. As they were merged, Brian knew exactly what Sam was thinking and protested against it but Sam paid him no mind as he ran back into his bedroom to grab something from a box under his bed. Raw anticipation flowed through him as he pulled out a small trusty butt plug. One he’d had for many years now and had kept well hidden from his stepdad until now. With that in hand he ran back into the bathroom and switched on the shower.
“Now this is gonna be good.” He mumbled to himself as he stepped under the warm water. He started by lather his body up with soap and making sure to dig his fingers into every crevice of his new body. Once that was done however, he lubed up the butt plug and lined it up with his dad hole. Of course Brain was shouts all sorts of threats and pleas at this point but it didn’t nothing to stop Sam from slowly pressing the butt plug into his hole. “OoooooOOoohhh wow! Fuuuuck I’m so tight now.” He commented as his anus pulsed around the plug. “You really never played with your ass before did you Brian? Don’t worry I’ll fix that.” And without another word Sam reached down and pressed a small button on the butt plug…
Moments later the bathroom was filled with loud deep moans. “AAOOOOHHH FUUUUCKKKKK UUHHHHOOOOO!” As it turned out the butt plug had a pretty intense vibration setting that was doing wonders to Sam’s now tight hole. Filling his body with nothing but euphoria while his ass clenched uncontrollably. Right away he’d grabbed his cock again and was jerking furiously under the shower. Brian wanted to protest but he was feeling the exact same pleasure as Sam and soon enough even his protests turned to internal groans of pleasure.
Soon enough the sheer pleasure of the vibrating butt plug was enough on its own as Sam let go of his cock and fell to his knees under the water. His daddy dick was pulsing eagerly as it dripped precum uncontrollably now. Sam even found himself reaching back once again and holding down the button on the butt plug for a couple seconds, increasing its intensity even further until it was at max vibrate. By that point he was kneeling over in ecstasy, arching his back and bucking his cock. All the while groaning about how he was his stepdad now and that nobody would ever know he wasn’t the real Brian.
After a good couple of minutes he could feel himself getting unbelievably close to shooting his first dad load. “I… wanna… stay… FOREVER!!” Sam bellowed as finally his cock erupted with a hands free orgasm, shooting thick cum all over the shower floor. With the butt plug vibrating aggressively in his ass, it caused just keep shooting and shooting until his fat balls were completely drained down to the last drop.
With a grunt, Sam turned off the plug and carefully pulled it out of his ass with a satisfied smile. Slowly but surely he pushed himself back up onto his feet and continued rinsing himself off under the shower as if he hadn’t just busted the biggest nut of his life. But then he noticed something.
“Brian? You there?” Sam said to himself as he realised he could no longer hear Brian’s voice in his head. He’d heard him a few moments ago groaning as Sam was about to orgasm but immediately his voice seemed to have disappeared completely. “Wait… there’s no way I…” Sam looked down at the shower drain as the last of his cum was washed away. “Did I… cum him out or something?” Sam huffed, assuming this to be the case. “Well at least he won’t be in my head annoying me. And with him out the way I really can be the real Brian!” A sinister look spread across Sam’s face knowing that whatever he’d just done had seemingly locked in his fate with this body.
With that, Sam stepped out of the shower and starting drying off. He didn’t think he’d ever get over how amazing it felt to touch this body in any way he pleased and he’d have plenty of time to do so. As it looked now Sam couldn’t see any possible way of going back to normal besides summoning that warlock Brian had been going on about and he sure as hell wasn’t gonna do that. After all why the hell would he voluntarily give up his dream body!? No he was gonna make the absolute most of this…
He gave himself one last wink in the bathroom mirror before stepping out to live his new life as his hunky stepdaddy and nobody would ever know what had transpired…
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It’d been a few days already since Sam took over Brian’s life. Initially he’d been a little worried about playing the part. After all he might’ve had all his stepdads memories but it wasn’t like he had all of Brian’s mannerisms and personality right? Well as it turned out the real Brian had been ejaculated at all but rather absorbed fully into Sam’s consciousness at the peak of the pleasure they’d been experiencing. Because of this Sam found himself able to mimic the way Brian talks and acts perfectly. He even found himself becoming more interested in Brian’s hobbies such as fishing and archery while still retaining his old interests in games. Because of this he was able to completely trick his family into believing that he truly was Brian!
The biggest worry he’d had was explaining the disappearance of his former self. Well it seemed like the universe had already fixed that for him as nobody even seemed to remember Sam. Infact as soon as he stepped out of that shower, his old bedroom had completely changed into a guest room. It was like his former self never existed to begin with! Naturally this was weird but Sam couldn’t help taking it as a sign that this was always meant to be. That he was always supposed to become one with Brian and take form.
He made sure to enjoy his body as much as possible by worshipping it and taking good care of it by working out and eating properly. Due to this he had no problem getting all sorts of hunks to hook up with as they were all eager for some of daddy’s milk. And he was more than happy to provide by flooding their asses with his cum. He was hoping he’d be able to find a few vers guys as well that’d want to help him loosen up his hole a little.
Now he was laid on the couch waiting for his next hook up to arrive. A young hairy stud who was very eager to suck on Sam’s nipples. Not that Sam could blame the guy with these huge daddy tits he had now. He groped them a little with a smile on his face knowing that this was everything he could’ve ever wished for in life. Brian had always wanted to be closer to Sam and now he was as close as he could possibly get.
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verus-veritas · 9 months
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A True Husband
A prequel to my very first remake of an Interactive story: Verus-Veritas — A True Man
Jonathan got up off the bed and walked over to the mirror. It was hard to believe that only this time yesterday he had been Adam Beachfront, a scrawny high school student but now he was Jonathan Richards: head P.E coach, muscle god and married to the sexiest man on earth!
Admiring the view of his own perfect physic, Jonathan removed his shirt so that he was completely nude and started to make his pecs dance, triggering another erection.
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"Down boy!" He teased, grinned and looked back up at his reflection. Raising his arms, he flexed his massive biceps coursing the head of his mighty manhood to reveal its angry red face resulting in a premature ejaculation onto the bedroom mirror. Smirking, Jonathan picked up his shirt and used it to wipe the mirror clean of his semen and headed into the walk-in closet to chuck the shirt into the washing hamper, that was when he noticed the black pants and hoodie, the very same clothes the guy who gave him the body-switching ring had been wearing. Kneeling down, Jonathan picked up the hoodie to investigate and held it up to his nose, it smelt of the very same cologne Tim had worn when he had come home yesterday.
"You figured it out then?" A voice came from behind. Jonathan looked up and saw his husband Tim standing in the doorway.
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"It was you!" Jonathan proclaimed.
"Yes." Was all the handsome husband said, as he smiled back. "Though if I have to be honest, I didn't think that you would choose to become my husband. I expected you to become Mr Bugdale, the history professor. Not that I'm complaining mind you." He said, walking up to Jonathan in a slow smooth stride.
"But why?" He asked Tim, "Why give me this ring?"
"Why not?" His husband smiled gleefully and rested his head on Jonathan’s sculpted chest, while gently rubbing his dick with his right hand. "Jonathan - the old Jonathan - was never as passionate as you, in fact he hadn't even looked at me in quite a while, not since I became Tim...."
This took Jonathan by surprise, "Wait, you switched bodies with the real Tim Richards! Who did you used to be?"
Tim let go of Jonathan’s already hardened dick and, staring deeply into each other’s eyes, wrapped his meaty arms around Jonathan’s neck,
"Just some awkward wimp from our school that nobody ever noticed..." Tim told him. "But I always had a crush on Mr Richards, so I went to this magic store in town and this guy sold me this ring that allowed me to swap bodies with whoever I wanted....."
"And you switched with Tim Richards." Jonathan finished Tim’s sentence. He couldn't believe this handsome hunk of a man used to go to his school.
"It really was amazing at first," Tim explained. "Being older with such thick pecs and a beefy body most men would only dream of having, but after my third orgasm and the switch was permanent, the old Jonathan suddenly lost interest in me and distanced himself. Sure, some part might have to do with how obsessed I became with my own body and how often I wanted to have sex with him… but could you blame me?" The beefy hunk started flexing and kissing his own biceps.
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"I couldn't switch back so I decided to give the ring to someone else. I'd been watching you for a while now and had seen the way you eyed the professors so I thought I would let you have some fun," he planted a kiss on Jonathan’s bearded lips, "I'm so glad you secretly had a hard-on for Mr Richards." Tim whispered.
"But who did you used to be....." Jonathan tried to quip in.
"Shhhh." Tim shushed him, placing his index finger on his lips, "do you want to keep talking, or do you want to fuck your man?" He asked Jonathan. That wasn't a difficult question.
Grinning, Jonathan pulled his husband with him in his strong arms and pushed him into the bedroom. Though he was still surprised about Tim being behind his "improved" life and body, there was no denying that he loved being Jonathan Richards, he loved having his muscles, he loved being married to this incredible hunk, and he loved fucking his husband senseless. Roughly shoving him onto the bed, Jonathan quickly removed the last of his clothes. Once his boxers were off, Jonathan couldn't hold himself any longer and plunged his meaty spear into Tim’s perfectly juicy ass.
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Tim opened his mouth to moan but his hunk of a husband quickly shoved his tongue down his throat and began to kiss him. They just loved the taste of each other’s mouth. Their love-making went on for hours, causing the bed to shake and hit the wall violently. Eventually, both husbands came, causing loud passionate moans to escape their mouths and completely soak the bed in their sticky juices. Panting, Jonathan rolled off of his husband and Tim rested his head on his husband’s chest.
"I think we made a bit of a mess!" Tim joked, panting and looked up at his incredibly handsome husband. "So how do you feel, finally being Jonathan Richards?”
"Incredible. Like I’m finally a real man." Jonathan replied beaming and looked down at the beefy hunk whom he loved more than anything at the moment, "you?"
"Since you came into my life, like a proper and real husband." Tim answered and kissed him on the lips. Their hearts felt as if they were beating as one.
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— A few weeks earlier — 
High school was divided into three categories: the popular, the bullied and the unseen, Alex Spencer was the latter.
He counted his blessings for that, being shorter than most other students in his class and slightly overweight, Alex could have easily been a target for bullies.
Unfortunately this blessing was also a curse as nobody ever really noticed him, the only person he ever considered a friend was a classmate by the name of Adam who he sat next to in biology. Once, they even sat together in the cafeteria at lunch and told each other secrets, like how Adam wished he could be as handsome as some of his professors, and how Alex secretly had a crush on Mr Richards, the P.E coach.
Jonathan Richards was a giant of a man and with short brown hair and a beard, and a body that would put pro bodybuilders to shame. Jonathan also had a husband who Alex was incredibly jealous of. His name was Timothy and he was everything Alex wasn't. He was tall and handsome, with beefy pecs and a firm bubble ass. But the most important part was that he was married to Mr Richards. Alex desperately wished that he was his P.E coach’s husband instead of Timothy, as he would make him so much happier… but he was just a student. Jonathan would never notice him, and he could never compete with Timothy. Even the girls at his school mentioned how attractive and perfect of a couple Jonathan and Timothy were, which only fueled Alex’s desire for what he didn’t possess even more. If only he had a body and life like Timothy Richards…
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As the bell rang for lunch, Alex packed his bag and left his English class for the cafeteria, and that was when he noticed a poster up on the school notice board.
PART-TIME STAFF WANTED AT GILGAMESH'S MAGIC SHOP FOR OVER THE SUMMER. EMPLOYEES GET 50% OFF ON ALL ITEMS.
It wouldn't hurt to apply, Alex thought…
Not wanting to miss out, Alex immediately went to the store after school. It was a medium sized brown brick building with a black sign with golden lettering that said: “GILGAMESH'S MAGIC SHOP - FOR ALL YOUR MAGICAL NEEDS”
Alex stepped inside. It was actually quite a nice little shop, with shelves and walls decorated with all sorts of weird and unique-looking objects. It even had one of those bells on the door which rang when you opened it. "Hello?" Alex called out. Nobody was there, so he began looking around and saw an old fashioned mirror. He looked at his reflection for a second before the mirror surface suddenly rippled and changed. Alex gasped, as staring back at him was a much slimmer, much taller and more mature version of himself, complete with a beard. Nervously, Alex ran his hands up his body and as he did so, so did his older reflection.
"Hello." said a voice from behind Alex, causing both him and his reflection to jump and gasp. He turned around and saw a very handsome middle aged man in a suit walk in from the back room.
"I um... I came for the advertisement on the school notice board." He told the handsome man. "Are you Mr Gilgamesh?"
The man smiled and shook his head, "Unfortunately not. He’s my boyfriend but he’s currently out of town for some business. I'm just looking after the shop for now and sent out that advertisement for some more help. It’s stressful enough working as a teacher AND having to tend after a magical shop…" He explained.
The handsome shopkeeper looked over Alex's shoulder and into the mirror. "Admiring your reflection, huh?" he asked Alex and then continued. "You could make that reflection a reality if you wanted to, you know." Alex didn't know what to say. "Craving beauty isn't a sin, but there are many ways to go about it." He spoke like a wise man.
"Do you wish to simply become an older, more stunning version of yourself or do you wish to have the beauty of another?" Alex was at a loss for words. Was this guy serious or was he just fucking with him? "If you want the first option then I would recommend this," the shopkeeper produced a bottle of red liquid from behind the counter, "drink this and all your desires will be fulfilled, but if you do this then there might be some awkward questions to answer…"
Alex looked at the bubbling red vial anxiously.
"Which is why I would recommend this instead," the shopkeeper quickly switched the vial and handed Alex a small black box. Nervously, Alex accepted it and slowly opened it up. Inside was a beautiful silver ring with three ornate stripes engraved on it. "A simple body swap ring. Simply put it on and close your eyes, then say the full name of the person you want to be three times while picturing them in your head. Once you open your eyes you will have become that person and will obtain all their memories, avoiding any and all awkward questions."
Alex couldn't believe what he was hearing. The rational part of his brain told him this was most likely a con to steal his money, but then he remembered the mysterious mirror behind him and looked back at it. There was no way that could be a screen with aging filters. "How.... How much?" he asked the shopkeeper as his mind immediately went to Timothy Richards and began to imagine how it would feel like to own that big and beefy body.
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"There’s something about you that reminds me of myself... So for you, no charge. Consider it a gift." The handsome older man smiled, as he ran a hand through his beard.
Alex thanked him and began to leave when he suddenly remembered why he had come here in the first place. "Wait, what about the job application?" 
"Tell you what, if your wish comes true how about you come back here to help advertise the store?" He suggested with another smile. “Just say Mr Wilkinson sent you and I’ll know it’s you.”
"Deal." Alex bowed and quickly ran out of the shop.
Alex stood in front of his bedroom mirror holding the ring in his hand. If everything that magic shopkeeper said was true then in a matter of minutes he could become Jonathan Richards's husband and have the body he had always dreamed about having.
Taking a deep breath, Alex nervously slid the ring onto his right index finger and closed his eyes. He pictured Jonathan's handsome husband in his head and said three times: "Timothy Richards, Timothy Richards, Timothy Richards."
Suddenly a warm sensation began to spread through his body as he became light, lighter than what a person his weight should weigh and leaned back against the wall for support in case he passed out. As the warm sensation spread to his chest and ass, Alex began to feel as if his muscles were swelling and enlarging. Suddenly he began to feel dizzy as a sense of vertigo struck his body and he had to place the palm of his hands against the wall for extra support. As he did this, he could feel his bare shoulders rub against the tiled wall as though he was growing taller - wait, he wasn't naked, and when did his bedroom have tiled walls?
Alex finally opened his eyes and was surprised to see that he was standing in a stranger's bathroom in front of a running shower. Staring back at him in the bathroom mirror's reflection was none other than the naked form of Timothy Richards.
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Eyes widening, Alex looked down at himself and was greeted by the sight of a pair of large beefy pecs. Alex couldn't believe his eyes, his body was stacked with juicy beefy muscles!
Suddenly a wave of new memories from Timothy's life came flooding into Alex's head, such as Tim's childhood and his coming out. Freaking out, Alex ran out of the bathroom and into the adjoining bedroom that Tim and his husband slept in. It was a large room with cream carpet and a large queen size bed in the center. Clothes were scattered about the bedroom floor, and some he immediately recognized belonged to Jonathan. Even the smell of the room reminded him of whenever the sexy P.E coach would walk past him in the school corridors. The silence was interrupted by the ping of the answer machine.
"Hey hun, it's me," it was Jonathan’s voice, and he had called Alex by a nickname! "Just to let you know I'm heading to the bar to watch the game with Neil and James so don't wait up for me, love you tons!" He loved him! Alex turned away from the answer machine and came face to face with the bedroom mirror.
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Staring back at him was a thirty-five year old hunk with tanned skin, rich brown hair and hazel nut brown eyes. His fat gut was gone and replaced by a hard muscle stomach, and his new memories showed that Timothy had been, or was a fitness model. His legs were strong and bulky which led up to a thick and gorgeous ass, but the most breath-taking part was his muscle pecs. They were large, juicy, yet so incredibly firm!
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Now that he had recovered himself from the shock and settled in his new larger frame, Alex rejoiced in the fact that the ring had actually worked!
He returned to the shower feeling exhilarated and incredibly aroused, a feeling that felt weirdly familiar yet foreign in this new body. Stepping into the bathtub and submerging himself in the warm soapy water, Alex took this opportunity to fully explore his new amazing body. There was the slight scent of post-workout musk in his armpits that smelled heavenly.
Unable to control himself anymore, Alex found himself firmly grabbing onto one of his firm beefy pecs with one hand while the other one submerged under the water and began to masturbate furiously. It was slightly shorter than his former one, but so much thicker and pleasurable. Alex had never felt this good in his life, which caused him to moan out loud in pure unbridled ecstasy.
As he finally reached the grand final, he felt his entire body spasm as white sticky essences erupted from the water. His eyes briefly rolled over as he experienced the most amazing orgasm ever. "That was.... INCREDIBLE!" He found himself panting with Tim’s husky voice.
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As Alex, or the new Tim as he would call himself now, finished cleaning himself off and stepped out of the bath, he remembered the deal he had made with the handsome shopkeeper. The first thing Tim would do tomorrow would be to go back to the magical shop and thank the man. But right now, HIS husband would be home in a few hours which gave him all the time he needed to learn about his new body, life, and home.
Exiting the bathroom, and not even bothering with a towel, the new Tim laid down on the bed to let himself dry naturally and waited for his crush-turned-husband Jonathan to come home - to finally make his fantasy into reality.
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— A few hours later —
The wait was almost unbearable, Tim gave a sigh of relief when he finally heard the front door open. He had waited so long for this moment and quickly moved into the raunchiest position he knew of, with his legs spread high and “cheeks” fully welcoming. 
"Welcome back babe," Tim said to HIS husband as Jonathan walked into the bedroom slightly tipsy. He could tell that Jonathan was pleasantly surprised by the sight of his fully nude and oiled-up form.
"I thought I said you didn't have to wait up?" Jonathan said to him, as he walked over the cabinet and dropped off a few stuff.
"I know, but I just couldn't help myself." Tim told him seductively, as he beckoned the incredibly handsome P.E coach over with a finger.
"What brought this on?" Jonathan asked him, with the biggest grin on his handsome bearded face. He was clearly enjoying it, evidently by the rising tent in his well-fitted shorts.
"You’ve been working yourself so hard these last few months, I thought you deserved an award…" Tim told his husband, as he drew on some of the old Tim’s thoughtful personality and memories. Soon he was about to get his wish come true.
Grinning, Jonathan quickly got undressed and climbed atop his husband. All Tim could do was drool and run his hands all over Jonathan’s incredible muscles, before he was introduced by the hunk’s massive member. With one great thrust, all of his dreams came true.
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Jonathan was even bigger than he had ever imagined, his girth and length squeezing and snuggling against every part of Tim’s inner walls. As Jonathan began picking up speed, Tim felt his huge testicals smacking against his plump ass. This was way better than any form of pleasure he had ever experienced in the bathrooms.
He wanted this to last forever, but Jonathan was not making it easy for him as the tip of the cock suddenly found his new body’s prostate. As his husband expertly slammed into his male G-spot over and over and over again, Tim finally found himself unable to control himself any longer. Tim let out a cry of pleasure as he exploded all over himself, letting load after load of semen flow down onto his muscle stomach. His entire body literally went numb, as a huge wave of pleasure swept over him. He saw the most amazing colors in his head as a few tears of joy ran down his cheeks.
Jonathan smiled gently and wiped the tears from Tim's face, before going in for a passionate kiss. Their make out lasted for a few minutes before Jonathan looked down between their legs and laughed. "Looks like we made a bit of a mess."
"I'll change the sheets tomorrow." Tim replied quietly, as his hands gently stroked his husband’s beard and cheek.
"Nah, leave it. I like the smell of you in it," Jonathan replied, before he climbed off Tim and walked towards the bathroom, his huge shiny member bobbing up and down happily. "Love you, hun."
Tim watched as his husband entered the bathroom and began showering, leaving him lying there on the damp bed and staring up at the ceiling, exhausted but content. "Love you too..." He replied quietly, “and I love this body…”.
The new Tim couldn't help but run his hands across his glistening muscles, as a joyous smile spread upon his face. That’s when he noticed the shimmering silver ring right next to him on top of the bed cabinet. He picked it up and examined it for a few seconds, before he decided to store it in the cabinet. Perhaps he would find some more uses for it later… but for now he was perfectly content with his new situation - being Timothy Richards, the beefy husband of the incredibly fit and hunky P.E coach Jonathan Richards!
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Long overdue, but here it is nonetheless! The story I promised a few months ago! Thought I'd make it sort of a homage to my very first interactive story. Although my health has slowly been getting better and better every day, I can't promise if I'll be active again anytime soon. Maybe I'll try and post a few shorter captions here and there, but we'll see I guess... Anyways, I hope everyone's been having a great summer so far! /Verus
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