Making The Relationship Work (Part 2)

Making the relationship work (Part 2)

The following morning, the awkward couple arose and made their way to their counselling session. Their rather direct counsellor opened the door to his consultation room and invited them to sit down.

"So," the counsellor began, "How was it having sex as each other?" Both men looked sheepish and dare not say that they hadn't had sex since the swap. Neither felt it was the right thing to do. "Oh, I see. Hmmmm, this won't do at all. Looks like we'll have to try another therapy."

Seb, the now gentle giant awkwardly who had the feeling of being back in detention, uttered "But, can't we just switch back already?"

The counsellor scoffed before replying "Well, if that's your wish, I suppose we can, but I have never failed my clients and I am not about to let that streak end here. But, if that's what you want, sure, we can head back to the tanks... but would you mind if we try one last thing? If it does not work, I promise you can swap back this evening." The couple looked at each other, and discussed as they did with all decisions, and knowing their had paid a lot for this retreat, they decided to go with the suggestion and hear the counsellor out.

The counsellor led them back to the same tanks from the previous day. Each man lay down in their respective tank and waited for the lid to close. Once again, all stimuli were cut off and they were just left floating in nothingness.

Slowly, Seb began hearing a deep voice. It must have been through a speaker in the tank, but in the absence of all other sounds and sensory cue, it bore deeply into his mind, as if it were coming from inside his mind. Though drifting in and out of consciousness, he did pick up some items "You are an alpha... you are a real man... you are superior...you were born to lead... it is your birth right... you wish to grow bigger... other men are born to serve you... they are born to follow rules... rules do not apply to you... you set the rules for others... you deserve to be worshipped... you love to fuck... you love to fuck lesser men.... that is their purpose in life... they are born to serve you..."

After an unknown period of time, the lid opened and Seb was awoken from his strange dream. The counsellor was waiting there for him. "So, how do you feel now?"

Seb looked down at his huge boyfriend's body and somehow felt much more normal. It even made him hard as he watched his forearms tense to his movements. "Actually, a lot calmer somehow..." Seb was too preoccupied to notice the grin appear on the counsellor face as he saw Seb standing taller and prouder than previously, his shoulder unfurled and dominant. The counsellor told Seb that Gary would need a little longer, so it might be an idea for Seb to go to workout, as the process can be supported through exercise. He agreed and went to get changed for the gym.

Meanwhile, Gary was having a similar experience. A woman's voice spoke softly to him. "You are submissive... you were born to serve other men...real men... you want to please them... this is your life's purpose...your pleasure derives from their pleasure... you wish to please them to be rewarded with their cock... you yearn for cock inside you...this is your true place in life...without a man and his rules, you are lost... you crave the structure he provides to make you whole..."

Some time later, the lid was opened and Gary stood up. "Where's Seb?" he asked, like a lost child, looking around with mild panic. The counsellor explained that he had gone to the gym to support the therapy. Gary also wanted to go, but the counsellor suggested he should relax - too much strenuous activity would be bad for him. He recommended he wait for Seb by the pool...

And so, Gary went to get changed for the pool. At first he put on some shorts, but reflected and thought Seb might prefer he wear some trunks. Gary checked himself out in the mirror and tried a few poses. Now he could see why Seb was normally trying to lose some body fat. Normally Gary was obsessed with getting bigger, but right now, he could see how dropping a little fat here and there would look so hot.

Gary headed to the pool and got comfortable, but he got quickly bored and decided to send Seb a cute selfie. Why was he feeling nervous?

Seb opened the message and replied:

"Ooooo, looking hot boy

"*babe

"I'm just finishing up at the gym. Be there soon."

Seb was having one of the best workouts of his life. He felt so strong and confident, invincible even. Gary meanwhile, found the pic of his former self so hot and masculine. Seb was really looking the part. And Gary's smaller cock twitched at the point of being called 'boy'.

Eventually, Seb came and found Gary by the pool. They acted and spoke like any other loving couple; a kiss on meeting, asking how the other was doing - a normal catch up on what was anything but a normal day.

Then Seb quickly turned the conversation in a different direction. "So anyway, I'm fucking horny after that workout so I've decided we need to have sex like this. Now."

Gary, taken aback by the switch of topics, but not at all against the idea - he was also keen to get fucked for some reason - took a moment to process the information. "What?"

Seb stood up and responded "Don't argue. Let's go back to the room." Seb walked to the room, without glancing back to see if Gary was following. He went into the room, stripped and lay on the bed, waiting to be serviced. Gary was all too happy to strip off and began sucking his former cock with great pleasure. To both of them it all just felt right. Gary requested permission to ride Seb, which he quickly granted, before Seb unloaded into his former ass. Gary, with so much pent up horniess, came without even jacking his cock. Both were beginning to understand each other, though in a slightly new, kinkier way.

*** 3 months later ***

Looking back, their retreat holiday really did fix up their relationship. The evening after they fucked each other's bodies, Seb, without asking Gary, told the counsellor that they wouldn't need to swap back just yet and that they were following his advise to understand each other better.

Seb remained non-committal about swapping back and 3 months later, they still haven't. For the trip home, they needed to swap names and passports, and since then, they haven't defaulted back either. The new Seb remembered how uncomfortable the economy seat was for his bigger frame on the outborund journez, so spent all his miles to update the new Gary to Business. He found the idea remarkably hot that Gary was upfront enjoying the perks of Business, while he was cramped in the back. But it just felt right.

Now back at home, Gary expects Seb to look after the house and look sexy at all time - which generally means no clothes for easy accessibilitz. And well, his shaven boy is just to his liking:

Gary, meanwhile, rarely needs to lift a finger for anything. He can just focus on getting bigger and ruling the roost among smaller, inferior men. He takes great pleasure in reminding Seb how he used to be big, but failed, and how his rightful place is being the sub in the relationship. This turned into a kink for both of them. Seb now loves to remind himself of how small he is now and often plays with and sniffs his old shoes. They were so big for him now and represented how different he was now. While sniffing Gary's well-worn gym shoes by the door, he heard a voice from behind:

"Stay there and bend over. Keep sniffing your former sneaks while I pump a load in you, boy."

Hidden Desires

Like what you see? Me too. I didn't always look like this though.

My personal trainer of the past few months chatted a bit in between sets. I found out he was gay and it got very deep very quickly. He told me that he was unfulfilled because other the years, he often got everything he wanted due to his looks, but this meant he'd developed a submissive side and craved humiliation.

This opportunity seemed too good to be true, but I decided to go for it. I told him about a spellbook I picked up on my travels, but had never been able to use. I explained how it could swap traits between people. I could see he tried to act casually, but he was definitely interested. I hadn't used it yet because both sides needed to agree and I'd never built up the courage to ask anyone.

And so, that's how I got to drain him of his muscle, tattoos and general physical assets, while dumping my fat and a few years of aging on him. I mean, he stills looks cute - and those months we spent in the gym/my hard work are starting to show for him too.

I nominated myself as his dom and told him to get on Grindr. Previously he'd moaned that so many people wanted to be dominated by him, but this time, I hoped things would be different. He put in 35 (instead of 25), his new heftier weight and "bear". I could see he was hard the whole time. I told him to make it kinky that he was a gainer and he happily did.

He found it both shocking and joyfully humiliating. He wasn't used to be ghosted, nor that those who did reply often had average at-best bodies, but still better than his now.

Before he had time to go on his first fuck date though, I gave him his second task. I told him to pack up all his clothes and shoes and bring them to my place. My feet were 3 sizes bigger, and my clothes didn't really fit properly now either. Besides, the style was all wrong. I didn't want baggy polos, I wanted sportswear to show this body off.

Dutifully, he brought box after box of his stuff. I could hear him lightly panting from the physical activity of moving the boxes. I chuckled and gave him the boxes with my thing in. I laughed at him for being out of breath and I could see him turn a hue of red.

He stuck around while I unpacked. I loved seeing all his stuff. The shoes, visibly well used for sports and with such a nice gentle aroma - my aroma now. The socks, discolored and well worn. And the rest mostly joggers, shorts, and generally all geared to sport. I changed out of my previous things and threw them at him. Fuck, I couldn't belive my luck that he agreed to this!

With my closet now fitting my new persona and filled with sportswear and gym clothes, I was ready to test this body out for myself. I decided to head out for a 10km jog, and damn did it feel good. I'd never really been running before so Blake gave me some pointers and told me what pace to aim for. And he pointed out his running shoes - I didn't realize there was a difference, but apparently so. I ran shirtless around the beach and damn could this body move! It was a breeze and I just loved the glances I was getting. Stopping the timer on Blake's smartwatch, I approached Blake, sitting in the shade with my body glistening in sweat.

I downed some water and told him how amazing it was. He let out a nervous smile and said he was concerned that his body would suffer from my lack of knowledge on how to train it.

I wiped my brow and laughed. "Well, are you ready to forget about how to be a personal trainer and give me all that knowledge? Don't worry, I'll be your personal trainer from now on when you don't have a clue." 😈

Chronivac Implant

A few weeks ago, my roommate Dylan went through a body swap procedure. Beforehand he was even nerdier than me, and now he's in the body of a jock. The first day he came back was hilarious because he was huge and ripped, but still so goofy and shy and embarrassed of himself somehow. Over the next weeks we both thought he'd grow into it, but actually he just got increasingly anxious and uncomfortable. He said he now felt like an imposter in his own body and he's felt panicky the whole time.

Apparently this type of rejection can happen sometimes so he went back to the clinic and got an additional post-surgery treatment. Part was some therapy sessions on how to embrace his new body, and part was the Chronivac Implant. A small, pill-sized device was implanted just below his ear near to the brain and spinal cord. The device controlled various functions to allow him to adapt more naturally to his body.

When he got back from the clinic he told me all this and said he'd enrolled to the Jock program. He seemed a whole lot more relaxed about the whole thing now. How whole demeanor was different and more calm, which I was glad about.

The first few weeks were interesting. Dylan told me that the Implant rewarded certain behaviors by promoting the release of certain neurotransmitters and blocking others. Clearly it was blocking whatever what making him anxious becuase that seemed to disappear almost overnight. Day by day he started getting more confident too. Instead of wearing baggy clothes, he'd started wearing less and less around the apartment and checking himself out more in the mirrors. Apparently that was something that was being rewarded.

His interests seemed to be evolving too. He told me he was a bit bummed one week because he kept trying to finish off a novel he was reading for a literature class but he was finding it so boring and reading kept giving him a headache and made him anxious now. His therapist (or "coach" as they were termed) said he needed to keep pushing himself to read, but eventually he just gave up with reading altogether because it was just making him feel worse and he was getting to the point where he had to keep re-reading the same bit repeatedly, and even then he couldn't make much sense of it. It seemed he found it harder and harder to concentrate on written text and said, in a somewhat bitter tone, that it made him feel dumb. That implant really did seem to be changing him a lot. And this was just the beginning.

***

(Want to read more about Dylan's Implant journey?)

Vacation Swap

Martha walked over to her fiancé Mark who was enjoying the warmth of the sun on his muscular physique. For such a stunning woman, she appeared somewhat bashful as she approached the sun loungers in her bikini.

"Damn, you look stunning babe!" Said Mark to his soon-to-be wife.

"Thanks..." She retorted.

"Come on, don't be like that. Come here, take a seat next to me." Mark patted the vacant space between his legs and invited Martha to sit down. Once sat on the lounger, Mark wrapped a powerful arm around her and gave her a gentle kiss. "This was your idea, remember?"

Martha turned to look Mark in the eye. "I know, I know. But it's not quite what I had imagined. You seem to have settled in almost immediately as an Alpha male. And I just feel like an imposter right now..." The current Martha felt very exposed in her bikini and so fragile in comparison to Mark.

"Well..." said Mark as he gently rubbed a hand against Marta's thigh until he reached her most feminine area. "...maybe I'll just have to show you what it feels like to be a woman." Mark inserted two fingers into Martha and began to pleasure her. She knew exactly what to do, unless Mark previously who often fumbled. Mark's body reacted almost instantly as he began to get hard from the interaction. Martha also let out a soft moan and started to get wet.

"Not here babe... let's go back to the room." Said Martha as she glanced around to see if anyone noticed. Mark immediately sprung up and got ready to leave the beach. His hormones had taken over. He couldn't wait to use his cock for the first time and make Martha into his bitch.

Drunken Wishes (Part 2)

Waking up as Sophie was so surreal. I mean, as a gay man, I never wanted anything to do with a female body, and now, here I am inside one. I thought I was going to get a hangover, not boobs and a vagina! I felt so much lighter and flexible like this - I haven't been this small in years.

But not long after I noticed my own new body, did I notice the body of Sophie' boyfriend next to me! Noah was one of the hottest guys I have ever seen and I'd been crushing on him for the whole time Sophie had known him. He was a straight as an arrow alpha type and I am pretty sure he didn't like me, but that made the forbidden fruit all the juicier. I know you can't influence people's sexualities, but I did fantasize about him wanting to try it out with me. As soon as I saw him there half naked next to me, I could feel my pussy getting aroused.

Quickly I realized I didn't need to fantasize anymore and stuck my head under the covers to wake him up with a blowjob. Hearing him groan because of me was so hot. Feeling his straight alpha sperm being pumped into my mouth was a dream come true. I surfaced from under the covers and his loving gaze looking directly at me made me melt. "Someone's horny this morning" he teased, with such a low rumbling voice. He drew me in for a kiss. I was so lost in the moment that I didn't notice him repositioning one of his hands to finger me. It was utter bliss, he knew his way around this body better than me. Carressing and kissing my breasts too. The combination of the physical and the mental that I was having sex with the hottest straight guy I knew was too much and sent me over the edge. If he loves this body of mine so much, maybe I could get used to it.

We were already at the gym by the time I saw a message arrive from 'Kyle'. I was only lifting about 20% of what I was used to. My new boyfriend gave me some funny looks as I tried to lift far too much weight, before I realized I should stick to cardio and toning. I listened to the message about going out again tonight. Noah must have overheard that part, before reminding me that tonight was our date night and how he wished I would go out with other people. I chuckled and told him how I couldn't wait for our date night together, just the two of us.

Making the relationship work (part 1)

Gary (in white) and Seb (in navy) were definitely a cute couple. They’d been together for several years and trusted and understood each other implicitly. 

But... after being together for so long, things in the bathroom had gotten, let’s say, a little boring and mundane. That was until a chance Instagram advert caught Gary’s eye. It was a couple’s retreat that guarantees to bring back excitement into the bedroom. Gary secretly had a few kinks but he was too shy to bring them up. Maybe this getaway would be the opportunity...

After a long-haul flight and transfer they finally arrived. The retreat was hidden away, but the jungle scenery was beautiful. It was the first time they’d been this far from home together, but it was an adventure that was worth it for their relationship. Upon arrival, they completed a few questionnaires about various aspects of their relationship, but really, they were just ready to sleep and start everything in the morning.

**

The next morning, Seb and Gary arose relatively early from their jetlag and made their way to their first appointment with their counsellor. He sat down with them and reviewed their responses. He took a deep sigh and said “hmmm, looks like we have some work to do here...” Both Gary and Seb looked at each other, not thinking that things could be so bad. “Looks like you need to experience your relationship from each other’s perspective.”

This raised eyebrows from both Gary and Seb, but before many questions could be asked, they were led to a meditation room and asked to lie down in sensory deprivation tanks. Both were a little bewildered but did as requested. 

The experience was surreal, no sound, no light, no feeling, no weight, just floating. In many ways, a disorienting experience. After an unknown period of time, the lid to the tank was once again removed.

Seb was the first to stand up and noticed immediately how everything seemed much smaller. That was, until he glanced over to see his own body getting out of the adjacent tank. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, before covering his mouth - it was Gary’s dulcet voice. He looked down and recognized the muscles, the tattoo, the shorts that Gary had put on earlier that day.

The counsellor interrupted his spiralling thoughts. “We find one of the best ways to bring couples closer is to let them experience life from the other side of the relationship. Try it out for a few days and then we’ll set up an appointment for tomorrow, okay?” Then, without waiting for a response, “Great! Make sure to check out all the facilities this resort has. I’m sure you’ll enjoy them.” Seb glanced over to check Gary’s reaction, who was also mesmerized by his now much smaller frame.

Neither noticed the counsellor leave, leaving the two of them alone in the room to discuss the changes. Gary, used to being the biggest in the room was enjoying it a surprising amount. He’d always been well respected, which led to an instinctive level of self-confidence in all situations. Seb, used to be smaller and instinctively more cautious was less sure. Seeing such a large man so bashful was a rare sight. 

Gary was keen to test out his new slimmer body and suggested they get changed and head to the gym. Both headed to each other’s suitcase and pulled out some gymwear. Once again, Gary was quick to whip on his S tank top and was amazed that his feet slipped perfectly into the tiny shoes his boyfriend had packed. Seb searched through the clothes and got changed. Logically, he knew the XL tank top would fit, but he was still expecting it to be enormous. When he put it on though, it was even more of a squeeze than he was used to with his S! Now in couple look from the waist up, Seb pulled on some 3/4s and slipped his feet into the worn, lightly scented size 14 sneakers that Gary had packed.

“Ready, babe?” Gary asked, looking up to his former body. Seb nodded and they headed out. In the gym, they had the place to themselves. Gary was loving the feeling of being so light and enjoyed a longer cardio session - something that was often cumbersome in his normally large frame. Seb, reluctant as first, tried out the free weights, and was secretly enjoying the sheer weight he could lift now. 

Gary took a break from the treadmill and walked over to Seb. Gary took a seat on box and tried to spark conversation with Seb, who was still being shy and nervous. “Come on, relax, show me your big guns haha! Like this!” Gary flexed his smaller frame as an example.

Seb hesitated slightly, but after some former encouragement, he through a double bicep pose.

Feeling the sheer mass of his upper-body muscle was incredible. He felt so wide and pumped, like he wouldn’t fit through a door frame. He pondered about whether Gary felt like this all the time...

***

Working out had left them both hungry, so they went to get changed and grab some dinner. Seb was generally the one who tried to make the most effort when dressing for dinner, but today, he had to flick through whatever Gary had thrown into his suitcase last minute. He found a few simple things and got dressed. A plain black tshirt seemed very “Gary” to him at least. 

Meanwhile, Gary was a little overwhelmed of what to wear since Seb had brought at least twice the amount of clothes than him, but he chose something simple enough that he felt Seb would wear.

Even at dinner, everything felt off. Seb was shocked by the sheer quantity it took to satiate his appetite. Gary was starting to feel a little small and enjoying the whole swap thing less than before. Both were feeling further apart from each other than ever before. Each of them felt somewhat horny too, but couldn’t bring themselves to act upon their feelings. Each one was too overwhelmed and hesitant to act upon their urges.

Hopefully the councillor can help in the morning...