The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 2

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 2

The long awaited part 2 for my Great Shift story inspired by a chat with @thegreatstoryteller! Took longer than I wanted because of work and 400 other ideas, but it's done now so enjoy!

Part 1

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Lindsey - Daughter

“I can’t believe we did that…” Linsey muttered as she paced back and forth. She couldn’t really blame either of them for what had happened that morning, not if she was being honest with herself. She’d woken up in a strange body with a guy’s ass pressed against her, and almost on autopilot they had gone at it. It had just been her body’s instincts; that had to be it! It’s not like it was every day you woke up in a body so wildly different from your usual one with some hot little twink grinding his perky little bubble butt against your-

Earlier that morning…

Lindsey and Derek had woken up under the assumption it was any other day, but it was far from it. The first thing either noticed was the other person in bed with them. Derek had gone to sleep with his wife in bed next to him, but that was clearly not the case now. He could feel a pair of muscular arms wrapped around his body and a hard, thick cock nestled between ass cheeks. There were so many things wrong with the situation he didn’t know where to start, but the slow roll of the guy's hips served as a great place. 

It was deliciously slow, almost as if he didn’t quite realise he was doing it. If Derek thought about it at all he’d be alarmed at how nice it felt, but right now he couldn’t focus on anything else. The cock slotted between his cheeks perfectly as the pair ground together, in perfect sync even though on some level Derek knew this wasn’t his body. It just felt too good. 

Lindsey was much the same as Derek was. She had gone to sleep alone, but when she woke up feeling large with her muscular arms wrapped around a small, tight body there was this need to claim him. The powerful masculine body she now inhabited had this need to fuck the smaller man curled against her, and who was going to say no to a tight hole? That same mix of unfamiliarity and sleepiness that Derek was experiencing let her new bodies instincts take over; and right now those instincts wanted to fuck.

From there sex was inevitable. Derek didn’t do anything to stop it, in fact he was the one that had reached for the lube in the nightstand whilst Lindsey pulled down the tight little shorts Derek’s new body had on. Within moments Lindsey’s new cock was lubed up and sliding into Derek’s perfectly formed ass. It was both of their first times having gay sex, but it certainly didn’t feel like it from how easy and in sync they felt together. 

It was blissful, the perfect way to wake up. Until reality came crashing down around them…

~~~

It was only once they’d finished fucking that either truly realised what was wrong with their bodies. The lust-filled haze that had overtaken their tired brains had faded away, only the cold hard truth that they weren’t in their own bodies remained. 

She pulled herself out of bed and frowned as she looked around the room, eyes eventually settled on a mirror on a nearby wall. The change was obvious even in how this body walked as she strode over to it, needing to confirm if what she felt was actually true. 

She would have liked to think she wasn’t going to be surprised at her new reflection after having used the body for sex just now, but that wasn’t the case. The sight of such an attractive and distinctly male body looking back at her from the mirror wasn’t something she really knew what to do with. The guy was sexy, really sexy. But it wasn’t her; it was about as far away as she could’ve imagined being from her original self. Rough, hairy skin and thick muscle had replaced the soft femininity she was so used to, and all that bulk was championed by the meaty cock that now swung between her legs. 

The very one she’d just used to fuck whoever the twink still in bed was. 

Why not enjoy the body a little whilst she has it though? Looking at herself in the mirror and being able to watch this body bounce its pecs was amazing. She’d never really appreciated muscle on a guy before, but now she had it she could understand the appeal. She bounced her new pecs once, twice, three times before giving in and giving them a squeeze, feeling the muscle go from soft to hard underneath her hands as she flexed and relaxed. Even the new hair felt right on pecs like these, it didn’t feel as wrong as she was expecting it to as she touched her stolen body.

The sound of footsteps snapped her out of the strange self-worship session she had begun without realising. The guy he’d just topped was awake, and seemed to be just as curious about his body as she was. 

All Lindsey could do was watch as the twink came to stand next to him by the large mirror. The size difference between the two was far more obvious now than it had been when they’d been fucking, her new body was far larger than he had first realised now there was another person to compare the size against.

“I’m guessing you’re not in your right body either…” Lindsey said as the twink approached. Even the voice sounded wrong, all deep and masculine as she asked the question; here’s hoping this wouldn’t last long.

The twink smiled as he twisted around, apparently in an attempt to get a good look at every angle of his new body. “No, no, not in the slightest. I was far older than this. Bigger too.” The way the smaller man spoke was far different from what he expected of a young twink, all but confirming the assumption before the twink could finish speaking. 

At least she wasn’t alone in this. It would’ve been far worse if whatever had happened to her was only done to her, so it was unfortunately comforting to know there was at least one other. 

“So you don’t mind being in a different body? I was a girl last I knew.” 

The twink looked up, slightly surprised. “You were? Well I’ll be darned, I would never have guessed that based on how you were this morning.”

Lindsey scratched the back of her neck, wincing a little in embarrassment. “Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were. I could show you what I looked like if you want.” She gestured at the phone sitting on the side of the bed she’d woken up on. “That must be mine, or this body’s. Let’s hope it has face ID or something…”

Lindsey walked over and picked up the sleek black device from where it lay beside the bed. She was relieved when it unlocked when she held it up to her masculine face. It only took a few moments as she walked back over to navigate to one of her social media accounts where she could show the twink how she used to look; a stark contrast to how she looked now. 

“Here.” She said, holding out the phone for the smaller man to take. “This was me.”

The twink took the phone and frowned as he tapped on it a couple of times to bring up one of the pictures in more detail. It took a couple of seconds, but a strange look of realisation seemed to dawn on the twink’s face.

He turned the phone around and pointed to one of the faces in the photo he’d been looking at, her father, Derek’s face. “Lindsey? It-It’s me, Dad.” 

Derek - father

Derek’s ass was still throbbing from the sex that morning whilst he watched the man that was apparently his daughter pace back and forth. Considering the body he found himself in, he didn’t have much choice but to accept the claim. 

“Look,” Derek sighed, “it’s not like we knew any better, just following whatever instincts these bodies seem to have…” It was the best theory he could come up with, especially now he had a chance to look around the room they were in a little more. 

It was a well-designed room, deep purple walls and hardwood floors added to the overall ‘modern’ look the leather bed frame and mirrored wall gave the place. On closer inspection the mirror had actually been a very large wardrobe built into the wall, and was the one the pair had been admiring themselves in minutes ago. It had the pictures of both of their new bodies together framed around the room that had been the biggest give away. Whoever’s bodies they now occupied were clearly in some type of long-term romantic relationship based on the nature of the photos; there were ones of them smiling together and kissing at various famous locations around the world. From the Eiffel Tower in France to the Taj Mahal in India, they’d done it all. 

“Some strong instincts though…” Lindsey said. She had finally stopped pacing around and taken a seat beside the twink her father now was on the bed. “I can still feel it now, even though we just…”

“Had sex?” Derek finished.

“Yeah. That.”

Derek had been trying to reconcile the woman he knew his daughter was and the man in front of him ever since they’d accidentally made the discovery not long ago. His ass almost screaming to get fucked again didn’t help one bit. It was like some fire within him had been relit; a need for sex he hadn’t felt in decades thrummed through this body in waves and made Derek want to jump into his daughter’s lap and ride that same cock again. 

“We’ve just got to, fuck I don’t know…” Derek said after a few minutes of tense silence. He was meant to be the responsible adult here, but all this damn body could think about was cock. Just how horny could one guy be?

~~~

And nothing helped the horniness. 

Distance from the huge man that was his daughter helped a little, but the need to get fucked only grew as the days past. It was all he could think about eventually. He couldn’t go out because he was worried about doing something stupid like walking into traffic because he was trying not to replay their first morning together over and over in his head.

That’s what led him to walking in on Lindsey working out on the balcony of their place after getting back from a walk, deep grunts and groans of exertion coming from the muscular man Lindsey now was. 

And Derek was harder than he’d ever been as he watched. Lindsey had seemed to become a lot more comfortable with her body over the first week they’d spent in their new bodies, and this was the culmination of all this build up. 

“Lindsey, what’re you doing?” Derek asked as he stood by the door, eyes transfixed as the now older man continued his makeshift workout. 

Lindsey sighed and paused the set she was in the middle of, slightly annoyed her flow had been interrupted. “I know this all sucks Dad, but what can we do? There’s no sign of changing back and it’s been a week, I can’t put off looking after this body and what it needs any longer, it’s not healthy.” 

She jumped down and took a step closer to Derek, then another; eventually close enough to rest a large hand on his slim shoulder. The smaller man gulped as the huge sweaty form he’d been trying all week not to think about. “If I’m stuck in this body I’m doing it right; not like I can resist these fucking masculine instincts anyway. Though I’m sure you can relate to that can’t you?”

Derek was right on the edge. He’d been so good all week, tried so hard to not think about the powerful man this body craved, but now here he was, directly confronted by that very man in a space he couldn’t easily escape. He felt himself nodding before he realised he was doing it, the floodgates of his resistance finally worn down enough to collapse completely. 

This horny little body just needed the big strong man in front of him too much. 

“Please…” It came out as barely a whisper, but Derek knew by the smirk that his plea had been heard loud and clear. 

“Please what?”

Derek knew the answer, they both did. Neither knew how, but the next words out of Derek’s mouth weren’t a surprise to either of them.

“Please Daddy…”

3 months later…

Leon and Derek were out to dinner one evening three months later to celebrate. It had been a bumpy road to where they were now, but they got there. The news had come out a month or two in that there was likely no going back to who they used to be, but by the time that happened it was welcome news to both men. Lindsey had started going by Leon instead after a few weeks had passed, the name feeling far more fitting with each load the new man shot inside his boy’s ass. He’d lost quite a few years whilst Derek had gained a fair few, but Leon found himself enjoying everything about their new life as the weeks went by.

He was powerful and strong, had the respect of everyone around him that he could never quite garner as a young woman in the current world, and Leon had some ideas he was going to use this body to put in motion. He hadn’t told Derek yet, but he’d been working on getting their family back together in whatever state they were now in. Just because he was nearly 20 years older and gay now, didn’t mean he’d totally forgotten about Lindsey and her family. 

“Daddy, what’re you thinking about?” A soft voice said from across the table. 

That was the other thing. Derek had taken to his new submissive role like a duck to water once he’d let himself give in to what his body wanted. Being called Daddy all the time came as a surprise at first, but it felt oddly right after he’d given it a chance; the fact that Derek couldn’t stop himself despite how hard he tried helped force him to get used to it too. 

Derek blushed and glanced away, but loved the casual affection nevertheless. “Thanks Daddy… I love you too.” 

The pair had evolved past who they used to be after weeks of fucking and cuddling with the new instincts and desires that plagued the new bodies, but had grown comfortable and phappy together as a Daddy and his boy. 

To be continued…?

"Sure, let me take your picture,"

Said of course has no idea that Stanley was in fact left unconscious in his own room while the one who took his picture was an impostor, and a very cunning one at posing as someone else, all thanks to the phone camera that impostor own

Jonny is a 19 years old college dropout who received a blessing of a lifetime as he found a phone left behind inside a bathroom of a night club. The phone has no security features whatsover and a quick look through some of the files revealed certain private information of the owner, including a series of hot guys pictures which led to Jonny assuming that the owner is gay. Much to his surprise, when he clicked on the pictures, he experienced the transformation into the perfect replica of the person in the pictures, and this happened multiple times in multiple bodies.

Ever since that fateful day of knowing the power held by him, Jonny ensured to capture all celebrity and good-looking people he wished to look like, and that includes the unsuspecting Said as the latest victim

As Jonny returned to the confine of his dorm room, he eagerly clicked on the picture he took earlier of Said and then not even 10 seconds later, a replica of Said is already in the bathroom, Jonny's reflection now showing a Middle Eastern rough daddy rather than an adorable and yet highly muscular buff Canadian guy.

"A much needed change in scenery," Jonny said as he smirked while exploring his rugged muscular body now under his possession with his meaty and calloused fingers

My grandfather here is so happy in winning his case, especially since his is the first where the criminals’ size gets transferred to him the victim. The criminal Greg was a big guy around 6′5ft and close to 300 lbs of brawn. 

Everyone and anyone had flocked towards the chambers for this moment and by god what a moment it was. The pod where Greg was opened first and we saw coming out was guy smaller than what my grandpa was when he entered, then when my grandpas pod opened he needed help getting out as he was squeezed inside. Now around 7ft and who knows how heavy he is now my grandfather has welcomed his renew vitality and even helps the town with his new strength and size. 

Nick was your average office worker that loved going to the gym always pushing himself to be bigger but his genetics didn't allow much. One day the head swap incident happened good thing he was at the gym because with luck he got swapped with the tallest and biggest person currently there. He was giddy that his desire came true and ran back to his house. There he would explore every inch of HIS new body and more.

Nikita Tkachuk

It still feels weird seeing my friends at this angle though I should really accustomed to it having done it a handful of times now.

 - Bro we can’t thank you enough for letting us borrow most of your mass. We promise to win our contests and when we’re back we’ll return you to your rightful size . . . . . also maybe we can try this in our private time? Honestly we think you’re cute like this and we can’t get enough with our new size . . . . . and we still haven’t tried if the two of us can share our mass to you.

Molnar + Curry

At “Freaky Fitness” you don’t have to do any work–the big, musclebound trainers swap bodies with you and work out for you! What could possibly go wrong? Lots of bodyswap goodness here!

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