DEALER BY PROXY, PT 1: STREET WALKER

DEALER BY PROXY, PT 1: STREET WALKER

And then I spotted him. The perfect candidate… thick and fearless, walking down the street while texting on his phone in dark sunglasses. 

Whoever you are today is not what matters, my friend. What matters is who you will be tomorrow.

Me.

I focused on him intently, feeling his heartbeat alongside mine. His racing thoughts and emotions slowing to a halt. He dropped his head and his arms went limp. His phone clattered along the sidewalk. He was ready.

I thought hard about his next move. Each of my proxies took some getting used to. They moved in different ways, spoke in different ways and activated different muscles. It was fun to work out exactly who I wanted them to be like, but the most important thing is that they do my bidding and keep my identity safe.

Pulling his “strings” with my mind, he bent down stiffly to retrieve the phone and handed it to me. I quickly synced it with mine and posed him like a badass with fingerguns in the air. After snapping a quick photo, I sent it to the boss along with a text that read: OUR NEW RECRUIT.

A couple of women passed by and eyed him curiously. No doubt undressing him with their eyes. I tucked his hands in his pocket and had him lick his lips as he followed them with his gaze. His jeans started to tent as I pumped blood to his cock.

He grabbed the phone out of my hands and jogged towards them. Now was the first test. ”Hey ladies,” he said as I squeezed a gravelly baritone out of his lungs. I tugged the right corner of his mouth up into a flirty smirk. “I’ve got a bet with my friend over there.” They looked to me. I waved back with a smile.

“He says I’m getting fat. What do you think?” I focused on gripping his fingers, then rigidly tugged his shirt upward. They gasped in unison. Fortunately the women weren’t focused on his graceless movements, but on the god-like ripples along his torso and the thick steak-like chest with a tattoo peeking out underneath his white t-shirt.

“You’re not fat at all,” the blonde lady cooed.

“Not one bit,” said the brunette.

I had him step toward the blonde. She gazed up at her reflection in his sunglasses as he towered over her.

“You wanna touch them?” he asked cockily. “Go ahead.”

She bit her lip in hesitation, then timidly placed fingertips on his abs. A shiver visibly ran through her body. “Whoa…” she said, impressed. Her fingertips slid slowly down the jagged crevices of muscle until they touched the elastic band of his black Calvin Klein underwear.

“Don’t stop there,” he teased smoothly.

Her fingertips tucked into the band of his underwear. I focused on the feeling, broadcasting his senses onto me. I felt his breathing start to labor as his pulse rose, feeling him suck breath into his expansive lungs. His power and virility seemed to pulse through my body like a dual ache.

Her fingers curled around my shaft as as I felt her start to stroke. Her friend watched in silence, shocked and aroused. As the brunette stepped forward, I felt her fingers connect with his marble slab of a chest.

Leaning into the blonde’s ear he growled, “I’m going to fuck you both tonight, and I want my friend over there to watch.”

They nodded in agreement as he shot me a thumbs up.

Who says I have to be all work and no play?

This is going to be FUN.

Home Improvements

My husband and I needed some work done on our apartment. We hoired a guy who would do the work for a good price, and he was hot af too! We both drooled over him. While he was remodeling some custom closets, he found a talisman between the wall the closet. He showed it to me and began to blow the dust off, when the room spun and I suddenly found myself with his calloused hands holding the talisman. My old body went about its own business, apparently unaware of what had just happened. I was hot! My old body then left for work as I always did at this time of day, leaving me at home with “my” husband. He needed some convincing of what had just happened, but eventually he believed me. I put my arm around him and I could see him tenting. That’s when one thing led to another and I fucked him. It felt so good, and he made noises I have never heard him make before. 

That was a few weeks ago and we still haven’t swapped back yet. I fucking love this body. Sure my salary is shitty, but it makes up for it in other ways. It’s so hot to fuck my husband behind my own back - I still think he’s totally oblivious to what is going on. My husband keeps finding extra jobs for me to in the partment so I can keep coming over. So fucking hot. He loves my deep voice, hairy body, musk and hard muscles. He says I’m cockier than I used to be, and well, it’s fucking hard not to be! Pretty sure I’m gonna hide that talisman somewhere, because there’s no way I’m going back.

New Soldier Skin

Nick found it weird that the doctor was calling him again for a check up, he had done one early that month and they normally don't do twice a month. But he had no choice in the matter, he was just a soldier.

"I'm feeling perfectly fine doctor, there's no need for another check up, also I'm out of duty tomorrow"

"Nonsense, It's very important that we keep track of the health of our soldiers, now stand on the scale over there please. We just want to make sure that you are ready to return to your family, I bet you must be really excited right?"

"Yes I am, Doctor, It's been a long time, can't wait to see my wife and kids back at home" He said getting on the scale.

The doctor's friendly expression changed drastically once Nick was standing on the scale with his back to him, now the doctor had a blank and emotionless expression. The doctor walked to his laptop on his table and pressed a key.

"My wife can't wait to see me back at home, and the kids are really...huh?" The soldier looked down at his feet confused, he could feel the scale vibrating beneath his feet, he tried to take his feet off the scale but he couldn't, his feet were stuck to the scale like a magnetic force was pulling them down "That's weird, I can't pull my feet off the scale, doctor?"

"Thank you for your service, Nick" It was all the Doctor said before pressing another key on the laptop.

"What? What is..." Before Nick could finish, he felt a strong electric shock run up from his feet and spread to the rest of his body, he could feel every cell in his body being hit by the eletrical charge. His body became rigid and he grunted for a few seconds, but then the humming of the scale stopped and he fell to the floor completely hollowed out. His hollow head on the floor with smoke coming out of his orifices.

The Doctor looked unfrazed at the lifeless bodysuit on the floor, actually, he looked even bored with the whole event.

"You can come out now, your new skin is ready" The doctor said and then the door opened and a humanoid alien entered the room. The white humanoid alien was wearing a visibly worn out and torn open human skin, it was very damaged with holes and scratches, and was also missing half the face, under the skin it displayed the alien true form, a white gelatinous goo.

"It was a shame that your last human skin was damaged in battle, you're always so careless with your skins. The General was furious." Said the Doctor.

"I know, I will be more carefull this time" The Alien said looking at the skinsuit lying on the floor, suddenly his true white form started to melt, hollowing out his current damaged skin, his gelatinous form crawled on the floor in the direction of Nick's skin and started to enter through the holes in his head, mouth, eyes, nose, ears, soon the hollow body of Nick started to inflate and gain life, Nick's flat muscles started to get bigger to their full power. The alien was filling every part of Nick with It's slimy form, filling it like a balloon.

After a few seconds he stood up in his new human body, Nick's eyes were completely white with the gelatin alien body underneath, but they quickly started to turn into normal human eyes, now identical to Nick's eyes.

"Do you have any new assignments for me Doctor?"

"No, actually this was his last week of service before his break, you're going back to his family tomorrow"

"Are you serious? It's so boring to pretend to be a husband and a dad, You know I like the action, I want to go into combat!"

"Sorry, but I'm just following orders from the General." The Doctor said grabbing the deteriorated human skin from the floor and looking at it with a disgusted expression. "This was your fourth skin only this year" The doctor then threw the human suit inside a garbage chut on the wall, then he closed it "That's why we chose Nick to be your next skin. The General thinks it's better for you to spend some time out of combat. I know It's not fun to have to pretend to be our skins, but I guess it will be good for you to relax a little, besides you don't have to act exactly like Nick, you just have to not act too much out of character"

"Is being fucked by men too out of character for this hunky skin?" The soldier asked with a devious smile, looking at the doctor with hungry eyes.

"As long as his wife doesn't find out..." The doctor said dropping his pants to the floor, exposing the jockstrap he was wearing.

They both started to make out as Nick groped and squeezed the doctor's big package. Nick dropped to his knees and lowered the Doctor's jockstrap and was in awe to what he saw.

"Wow, your skin is so freaking hung!"

"He used this thing on a lot of women, but I didin't used it in a long time"

"Fill it up, I want to see how big it when completely filled"

The doctor member started to inflate like a modelling balloon in a fraction of seconds.

Nick then started to suck it while he jerked his own hard member. A few minutes later Nick was lying on the doctor's table with his burly legs up being roughly fucked by the doctor's thick cock.

"How is my health, doctor?" Asked Nick with a grin while having his hole stretched by the doctor's big member.

"You're fine... really fine. You are free to go to your new family. Just don't forget to smile and say sentimental words when you see them, like how much you missed them"

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Monthly Report:

Doctor, I'm having a blast in Nick's skin, you were right, I needed a break from all the action, I can have as much action in here with a body like this, I lost count of how many guys fucked me already. Apart acting like a gay slut in the shadows, his wife and kids don't even suspect their beloved husband and daddy is just a skin now. I guess I'm doing a good job as Nick.

End of report.

Chris Anderson

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