Here We Have A Picture Of A Person Who Is Now Living Well After The Worldwide Head Swap. This Person

Here we have a picture of a person who is now living well after the worldwide head swap. This person here is Edmond. You wouldn't know by looking at his body that he is a history teacher or that he is actually 60 years old. It's fascinating that his new body rejuvenated his head and now he even became more active in many many ways possible.

Level Up

“Mom said it’s my turn to use the Xbox!” cried my little brother Erin.

“Ugh, just a few more minutes, I’m almost done with this boss.” I replied , clearly irritated by my brother’s presence.

“But I want to play now, and mom said you had to let me.”

“Just give me a-“

“MOOOM!”

“Alright alright, fine! God, why do you have to act like such a baby all the time?”

I dropped the controller in frustration and fell back into the couch. My brother, smiling with pride that he got me to succumb to his demands, takes out my game and puts it his new one. Apparently, he convinced mom to buy him this new game that just came out- I don’t know how he did it because he’s not doing so well in school right now. As the screen booted up, the name of the game appeared.

“Muscleria?” I think to myself.

Losing interest after that I quickly get on my phone and start browsing anything that would entertain me for the next hour or so. Occasionally I’d look up to see what the game was like, it looked like a standard RPG or something and the main protagonist was some kind of young farmhand or whatever. Eventually, I heard the game announce “level up!” followed by a loud stretching sound. I looked up, and searched the room, but nothing seemed out of place. I continued to surf through my phone looking for memes. I heard the announcement again a few minutes later, followed by another stretching sound. Another low moan comes from my brother. I look at him, something seems off. Not too much is different, but his body seems… fuller, or more muscular. His arms flex a little as he presses the buttons of the controller.

“Has Erin been working out?” I wonder.

It’s the only way to explain his stronger frame. The level up appears on screen again. This time, I watch as my brother quickly inches upward and outward. The fabric of his clothing visibly strained by his expanding body. I notice that the character mu brother is playing has also grown, seemingly on par with my brother’s growth spurt.

“The game must be causing my brother to grow. But how?” I think to myself.

My brother must be fast with gaining XP or something, because soon after there’s already another level up. I can hear the sounds of ripping fabric now; Erin’s biceps have begun to force the sleeves of his favorite shirt apart. I look over his body, his legs have grown longer, his back wider, and even his feet have grown several sizes now threatening to burst out of his white tube.

“Hey man, I think you’ve had enough playtime- you should take a break.” I plead to my brother.

“Not a chance dude, not until I’ve finished leveling my character a few more times”

His voice is unnaturally deep, I’m blown back by the tremendously deep voice coming out of my little brother. Well, can I really call him little anymore?

LEVEL UP

The words rush through my head, I’m transfixed to watch my brother grow. This time, his clothes don’t stand a chance. One long and loud tear rips through the air, the front of Erin’s shirt has torn completely down the middle. The destroyed fabric falls onto the couch behind Erin, his incredible back on perfect display. Each ridge, crevice, and mound ripples as his think fingers smash the controller’s buttons. His shorts, despite their elasticity, fail to contain Erin’s thickening thighs. As the button pops off, two long holes spread over the legs of his shorts. His zipper falls. The whole mangled pair of shorts falls to the ground at his growing feet. Erin quickly kicks the ruins of his pants away as he tries to focus on his game. His feet, once small and narrow, now look like a behemoth’s. My little brother’s thick toes burst their way through the ends of the socks and his widening pads split the sides with ease. His powerful feet kick the remnants of his liberation away from him. I am in awe of my brother’s body, like something out of a bodybuilding magazine.

I get off the couch and walk towards the front of his body, as his back was starting to block the view of the TV. I could see now that the character on screen looked just like my brother- tall, muscular, barefoot, and a beard? I look back at my brother surprised to see in the midst of his growth has sprouted a dark beard across his once youthful face. From here I can see my brother’s developed chest jutting out like plateaus over a ridge of abs. I can’t resist but to run my finger over the pulsing veins of his biceps. I squeeze his rock hard shoulders and rub his firm but smooth pecs.

“How is this possible,” I think again, “How could this game turn my brother into this muscular hunk?”

It feels wrong to call my brother something like that, but how else would one describe his incredible transformation? I hear the announcement, “Level UP” again, the words echo in my ears. I watch as Erin’s body inflates even further. I realize now, that there is still plenty of growing left for my brother. 

My big little brother: revenge

My eyes widened as I opened my bedroom door. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at.

“What the fuck are you doing here, you pervert?”

A towering, incredibly muscular hunk was turning my room upside down, only wearing a pair of blue briefs.

The guy stopped, and even before he turned to face me I could tell who he was, because I had seen him naked so many times that I could recognize his body everywhere – plus, it was a very outstanding body and it was hard to forget it. To be honest, I still missed that sculpted physique, and, despite everything, I was still so attracted by him that right now I was getting incredibly horny.

Just at a glance you could feel how pumped up and bulky his legs were, and looking at them and at his arms I could sense that he hadn’t given up working out although we had broken up recently. To be honest, it was as if that stud had just finished a gym session of his, since his movements were so euphoric and his muscles powerfully quivered in need of some training – especially his glutes, squeezed in those briefs that were way too tight for his hard and juicy butt cheeks, so that his huge figure looked even beefier.

The stud finally turned his beautiful face to me, an unusually scared expression depicted on it. Was he about to cry or what?

“Please bro, let me exp–”

Although he looked so pathetic in that way, I was so angry at him that I just wanted to insult him. Even his attractive and cocky face, now with that inexplicable puppy-eyed expression, couldn’t save him from my rage.

“Fuck, Josh, this is definitely too much! This is exactly what I was talking about when I broke up with you, you’re always going too far just to draw attention on yourself! Look at you, sneaking inside my room like a perv and, you know what, I think I’ll call the police if you don’t get your ass out of here!” Meanwhile, I couldn’t help but get hornier the more I looked at him, and the way he flexed his ripped biceps.

As he completely turned his body I’m sure that my heart literally skipped a beat. I hoped that my face wasn’t turning red.

Was it just me or Josh had really become a lot heftier from the last time? His chest was thicker and a lot buffer, so that it rippled even when he was staying still. However, now that he was desperately moving his solidly beefy arms the way only he did – every time he moved it seemed that he was flexing, as though he wanted to show how cocky he was – his pecs didn’t stop for a moment, contracting and relaxing periodically. Their shadow covered his arched belly, bulging with his broad abs, which expanded whenever he breathed in. According to them, he was either very anxious or aroused, because his breath was laboured. And judging by his cock it was definitely the second option.

Firstly, let me say something: the only word I can use to describe Josh’s lower parts is perfect. His legs were so bulging that his muscles seemed sculpted in marble, and every contraction they did they released a huge load of testosterone around them. Right now, for instance, his ripped thighs and calves were all pumped up, tensing in a great effort to support his huge torso.

Anyway, as I was saying, what caught my attention the most was between his legs. As his ass, his bulge was way too big for the underwear he was wearing, completely constricted by the briefs – moreover, I could see that it was getting hard, and so even bigger. As a consequence, Josh’s monstrously meaty dick wasn’t completely covered by the underwear, and most of it was nude and visible to me, all squeezed up in the tight fabric in a most likely annoying way.

“Wait a moment” a terrible realization suddenly hit me, “those are Kyle’s briefs.” Ignoring the difference of size between me and my ex-boyfriend, I rushed into him and grabbed his ripped arms, the manly smell of his sweat inside my nostrils. I admit that I liked digging my fingers in his brawny, fleshy biceps, and I squeezed them even more not only to hurt him, but also to enjoy their massive smoothness.

“Where the fuck is my brother, you dickhead?” I tried shaking him, but it was useless. He was too towering and heavy for me. “Tell me!” It was a quite surrealistic situation, a huge alpha stud intimidated by a completely average guy.

I was even more surprised, to say the least, as I saw some tears running down his cheeks and then falling on me. He squatted a bit so that he could face me, which resulted in him flexing once again, his legs pumping up as two juicy buns. How cocky.

Then he placed his broad hands on my shoulders. “It’s me, bro, please be quiet! I am Kyle!” he managed to sob.

I kept silent. I honestly didn’t expect that, and I didn’t know what to answer. The jock’s desperate face was begging me to believe his words, but reason told me that it was impossible, and that Josh could play a tragedy like that only to get back with me.

Some seconds later I finally spoke, but I wasn’t sure what I should think. “Please, Josh, leave. I won’t call the police and no one will know about this, but you should know that you’re being ridiculous. You made a mistake and at the moment I can’t forgive you, so –”

I was unable to finish the sentence, as the hunk broke out into tears. “Please, Will, you must believe me!” he was slowly kneeling down, his buns swelling as they tensed, his imposing biceps stretching towards me. The situation became very embarrassing. For a second I even thought that he wanted to give me a blow job, but then I realized that he was too frantic. It made me seriously think about his words. He couldn’t really be little Kyle, that was impossible!

However, before I could say or do something the doorbell rang. I decided to leave Josh – or whoever he was – in my room, because he was definitely too upset do be dangerous. I reached the door and looked through the peephole. My heart filled with joy as I was greeted by my brother’s face, and I hurried to open the door.

“Kyle!”

“Hey, dude, what’s up, you’re pretty as fuck today” the teen smiled. He was wearing some over-sized clothes.

I was totally astonished. The only person who had ever spoken to me like that was Josh. I started fearing that the things Josh – err, the stud in my room had told me were true.

“You’re not Kyle” I replied.

“And you’re too intelligent for me, my little twink, but I thought that you had already got what’s going on. Didn’t you see your bro, dude?” he laughed. “I hope you liked the little surprise. You liked that beefcake when we were together.”

My eyes widened in shock, to my brother – I mean, my ex-boyfriend-in-my-brother’s-body pleasure. “S-so it’s true” I whispered.

“Yeah! Cool, huh?”

I gulped. Oh no. It had to be a nightmare.

“Wha-what do you want from him, Josh? I am the one who broke up with you, not him”

“You’re right, dude. But since you left, I’ve been thinking that if you don’t wanna love me as your boyfriend, then you should love me as your little bro, the only man you’ll actually love in your life. And I also thought that it would be harder to love him so purely with a body like that, huh” It was quite unexpected. I didn’t think he could think so hard, but I guess that’s what abstinence do. “So this morning I prepared my body. I had a workout session, so that you would remember what you liked about me,” he winked at me “then I used a little trick to swap bodies with your cute brother” and then he stroked his own face.

“Don’t you dare to touch my brother and give his body back” I calmly growled.

A mischievous grin appeared on his face.

“Only if you get back together with me and we move in together. No negotiation, princess.”

My rage was growing, but I didn’t want to hurt my brother’s body. Somehow, I managed to keep calm and speak. “you’re right. Today I remembered why I was attracted to you. But I also see that your shitty behavior hasn’t changed. I may like you physically, but I can’t love you because you showed once again that you’re a disturbed scumbag and nothing more.” Even before I finished, I realized that I had done some serious shit. With that speech I had completely fucked up all the chances I had to get back my brother’s body. “Bu-but we can try, we–” I tried to fix it. But it was no use.

“Well, if this is what you want then have fun with your little brother, or with me, as you prefer. ” Josh was seriously pissed off. He turned on his heels and moved on.

“No, please Josh, wait! I wasn’t serious, I wasn’t think–”

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me. If I want you to find me.” he screamed, and then ran away. I tried to follow him, but Kyle had always been much faster than me, so I lost Josh in no time.

I got back home upset, thinking what I should say to my brother – and, most importantly, how to deal with him, or better with Josh’s body. I was getting horny only by thinking about him, and that was a serious problem. You can only imagine how my cock grew hard as I saw him, more than six feet and a half of pure muscles waiting for me on the floor almost completely naked.

“Uhm… Kyle?” I said as I entered the room. It was a very awkward situation, but I wanted him to feel at least comfortable. He was still sitting on the ground, dorkily trying to cross his bulging legs. As his muscles moved, I could see that they tensed and bulged so much that his underwear sank into his inflating flesh, almost torn apart.

“I-I heard everything” he sobbed, his head bowed. My heart sank as he spoke, because it was Josh’s manly and attractive voice, yet its tone wasn’t so cocky, but soft and simple as Kyle’s. It was like the both of them were speaking at the same time.

“I’m sorry, Kyle.” I murmured. “I was out of myself and I insulted him. Now you’ll have to pay for my mistake…”

“Don’t be sorry, he was blackmailing you. I should’ve helped you instead of staying here and crying” he couldn’t cross his thick legs at all, so he gave up and stretched them on the floor, both his gaze and mine focused on his bulging limbs. His dick was still pushing against his tight briefs, but now it was prevaricating them: the meaty, wobbling bulge was practically hanging free, while its owner was trying to push it back with great embarrassment. I pretended not to see what he was doing, but I was secretly feeling guilty because I was somehow pleased by what I saw. My dick didn’t grow harder only because it was already in its biggest size.

“Don’t be stupid. You were scared and shocked” I got up and approached my drawer, “and you were right, because I was so useless that I couldn’t even recognize you” I took something I knew would somehow fit him, a pair of briefs that Josh had once worn after we spent a night together. I threw it at Kyle, but he didn’t catch them, still unaccostumed to his heavy arms, and therefore he had to pick it up from the floor. “Now get changed. I don’t expect those to exactly fit you, but they’re the biggest I have…”

He looked at me and turned red.

“O-okay, but turn around!”

“As you prefer” I shrugged. It was quite strange. We weren’t so reserved with each other, considering we shared the same room. I had also already seen Josh’s bare body many times before, so there was no need for Kyle to feel so ashamed.

“Are you still attracted to this body?” the question was sudden and unexpected. “I heard you before. Do you really like me – I mean, this body?”

I suddenly felt hot and turned to face him.

“N-no! I’m not done yet! It’s not that easy with this… Thing, these briefs just won’t fit!” Josh’s cocky and deep voice cracked.

“Okay, okay, sorry” To be honest, I had already caught a glimpse of his massive arms pushing and squeezing his bulging, juicy dick into my underwear. That definitely wasn’t the right moment, as it turned my on even more. I was going to burst. “I won’t lie, bro. Josh’s body turns me on as fuck”

“Gross”, he shily replied. But there was also some amusement in his voice. He was still the old, ironic Kyle after all, despite his cocky and manly voice.

“I know, but it’s the truth. I like everything about Josh, his voice, his body, his muscles, his–”

“Please, stop, this makes me feel quite awkward. I don’t mind it when you talk about your crushes, but… ”

“Sorry” I heard him sitting down. “Can I turn?”

“I guess you can”

Kyle was sitting barechested on my bed, his head bowed. I approached him. I didn’t want to get too close.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

My brother was most likely exploring his body. With his beefy arms contracted the both of us could see how heavily bulging his biceps were. Also his buff pecs, while his torso was bowed, stuck out from his athletic chest tensing and quivering along with his fine abs.

“I feel so… Embarrassed”

I put on a brave face and sit down next to him, trying to hide my boner as an acrid smell of manly sweat hit me. “Hey, hey, little bro, don’t be depressed. We’ll fix it, I promise”

Kyle raised his face and turned deadly serious. “Will” his gaze pierced me. I felt quite uneasy, as I was attracted to him. I was forcing myself not to look at his sweaty massive body.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t hit on me”

I burst into laughter. “Do you think I’m some kind of sex addict?” I surrounded his bulky body with my right arm. Underneath my skin I could perceive his bulging arms and back, still clammy and smelly from Josh’s workout. His powerful muscles were twitching now and then, pushing against my relatively weak limb. “You’re my little bro, Kyle, it doesn’t matter if you look like my buff ex-boyfriend or whoever. It will be hard for me, but I can handle it. Just… Don’t hang around half-naked too much, as you usually do”

He chuckled. “I’ll try my best”

We stayed like that for some minutes, my arm around him. His prudence was slowly replaced by his usual warmth and after some time he leaned on me. However, since he wasn’t my slim, light brother anymore, my body was almost collapsing under his weight.

“Uhm… Kyle?”

“Mhh?” he looked at me.

“You’re a bit too heavy for me”

His eyes widened and he lifted his body. “I-I’m sorry, please forgive me! Really, I didn’t mean to make you feel uneasy, I was absent-minded, I promise it wo–”

“Calm down, bro! I’m just saying that I’m too thin to bear your weight” I giggled.

“I know, but please tell me if I do something that… Turns you on. I just act as I normally do, I don’t know any other way to act.”

I sighed. “I know. I really appreciate that, but I think it’s too late, ahah.”

“Then, what can I do?”

I came up with an idea. “First, have a shower, you’re all sweaty and smelly.” I really don’t know if straight guys like him are aware that sweat smell is so arousing. I decided not to tell him. “Then, please, when you get out from the bathroom put on some large clothes, because tight clothes make me really horny an–”

Kyle blushed and placed his hands on his bulge, squeezed into my tight briefs. “Will, please! I can’t use my clothes though!”

“Definitely not. I’ll see if dad left some clothes here, but I’m pretty sure we’ll have to buy at least some underwear for Josh’s ”

“Stop it!” Kyle’s face turned completely red and he gave me a powerful nudge. I chuckled in response. It was fun to seem both him and Josh so shily embarrassed.

“Speaking about that, what will dad say?” he sighed.

“Nah, don’t worry” I reassured him, “you’ll be back to normal before he comes back. Now go get a shower, please, you need it.”

“Yeah, I guess so” he stood up dorkily and swayed, still unaccustomed to his new body mass.

On the other hand, I gulped as his bulging ripped back was right in front of me, and powerfully flexed – unbeknownst to its owner – as he headed toward the bathroom. “Close the door, bro. I beg you.” I shouted at him. He gave me a cute thumbs up, and my heart literally melted, while my dick hardened beyond any human capability.

It would be a very difficult cohabitation. But I wouldn’t leave my brother alone.

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This one was quite long, but I liked to write it! Hope you’ll enjoy it as well. As always, let me know if something is wrong, also because this time I had to deal with a large text.

Plus, would you like some sort of an aftermath/sequel? I was planning something like that. (Discalimer: this is a rhetorical question as I’ll write it in any case)

Hey, honey I know you wanted to try something different for our anniversary, so I decided to spice thing up, I know that you like seeing scrawny and weak guys growing big and powerful, I have seen your internet history but don’t worry I’m not jealous. So to make your fantasies true, I order online a magic speedo that would transform me into a hunk. Now just let me put it in my skinny body and…OH WOW ! i  didn’t expect to work so quickly I look my arms are no longer  skinny but they are huge and oozing with power my biceps are bigger than your head now, and I could crush wall nuts between these tights, and my chest is so big that I can barely see past it, oh you look so tiny from this perspective now, I hope you are ready is my time for being the big spoon tonight….

In the news, people all around the world are suffering from side effects from the massive chemical explosion.

Though for most part the side effects aren't all bad. Take Jake here, he was a skater in his teens, although after the explosion he had been gaining quite a lot of muscle along with hair and age. Wonder what other people experienced.

atxflex

Don’t tell mom and dad!

I hear heavy thuds coming from the stairs. I glance over to the living room, and saw dad sitting with mom. If dad is already down here, then who’s big feet is coming down the stairs? I get up from my breakfast and walk over to the front of the house. As I look at the steps, I spot a man with ripped muscles slowly making his way down.

“Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my house?” I yell at the intruder.

“Shhhh, keep your voice down dude… it’s me, Danny” The bulging man replies anxiously.

“D-danny?” There’s no way this behemoth is my younger brother “That can’t be you!”

Danny is a small boy for his age. He is not exceptionally small, but small enough that a group of kids would often pick on him during recess. Mom thought that maybe he hadn’t reached puberty yet, which is fair given he is only 12 and that’s when boys usually start. However, both dad and I had started puberty when we were around 10, so it seemed kind of odd for Danny to be the odd one out. That’s why it was hard for me to believe this man in front of me was my younger brother. I mean, this guy is huge! Without even flexing I could see the strength in his arms throb. And the weight from his large feet slapping the wooden stairs made a loud thud, even louder than dad’s.

“When you were 13,” the man’s deep voice caught me off guard for a moment, “you accidently bought porn on TV and blamed it on me.”

I was stunned out of disbelief and embarrassment “How do you know that?”

“Because I’m Danny you cockwaffle!”

Suddenly it clicks, this man before me really is my brother- only my brother would make an insult as ridiculous as that. But how is this possible? How could by brother spontaneously grow two feet in height, grow a beard, and… Is that a tattoo? How did THAT get there? Just last night my brother was the small, not-so-innocent boy, that always came downstairs in his fuzzy pajamas. This… this hulk right here looks nothing like him, especially when he’s wearing nothing but a pair of tight boxer-briefs.

“H-how?” Is all I manage to get out of my mouth.

The man sighs “Derek’s brother is taking supplements, so he snuck some out for us to try.”

“Danny tell me it’s not those supplements from that commercial, right? You know, the one that specifically states children under 16 are NOT allowed to take?”

“I don’t know! Derek just gave me a few pills, I swallowed them last night, and then I woke up like this with my pajamas in tatters around me.”

I wanted to be angry at him, especially for being so careless about taking pills, but given his newfound size and possible strength, I didn’t think it was wise to get into an argument.

“So what are you going to do when mom and dad find out?” I ask, calmly.

“Uhhh, nothing. They’re not gonna know because I won’t tell them.”

“What? How are you not going to tell them? It’s not like you can hide being a tall jock!”

“Not as long as they can’t see me! Pretend like I’m sick, alright, that way I can stay in my room and think of a better plan.”

I try to stop him from this ridiculous idea, but the bodybuilder that is my brother has already begun running up the stairs to his room- his bare feet slapping the wooden steps with tremendous force.

“Just don’t let mom and dad see me in my room!” The man yells as he disappears up the stairs.

I sigh, this is going to be one hell of a morning.