I'm An Athletic, Muscly Guy. I Look Dominant, But I Want To Be Submissive To An Older, Overweight Dude

I'm an athletic, muscly guy. I look dominant, but I want to be submissive to an older, overweight dude who slowly takes my muscles and looks, so I can be his limp dicked pussy boy. Is there a way to make it happen?

Sup

Looking at the photos you sent me I was really surprised. You really are what you said you were. Athletic, muscular, dominant looking and most importantly, young and in your sexual prime. 

My name’s Dave. And as you can see I’m an overweight ugly fat fuck.

I was assigned by the agency to deal with your problem. I know you’re desperate to continue your transformation to become a fag. 

Some would wonder why you desire to give up your hunky stud body in exchange for mine. But I have read your profile that you have sent us and I understand you are a “Trans-Fag” which means you were born into an Alpha body when you really are just a submissive fag deep inside.

And i’m more than happy to take this burden off of you. You deserve to be happy in a body that would be more appropriate to your liking.

I’m here to help you. But first let me lay down some important groundrules.

1. I will be addressed as “SIR” at all times

2. You will not speak to me unless spoken to

3. I own you. So everything you own belongs to me now.

4. You will eat my leftover scraps and only with your mouth. No hands allowed.

5. I ain’t swapping back ever.

6. I reserve the right to dump you as my fag and kick you out of my house whenever I want.

Read the rules?

Good

We can begin.

You can start by getting on your knees… 

And my cock is only gonna leave your mouth after I cum. 

I don’t care if you choke or gag.

I’m gonna suck up all your youth, pretty boy muscles, dashing good looks and sexual energy.

You will surrender your god given right to be an Alpha stud to me.

Got it bitch?

And when you’re not sucking me off I’m gonna make use of everything you once owned and use it for my own pleasure.

Right now I’m gonna take your sunglasses and relax in your pool. Since I will become a hunky stud soon, I should learn to put on your cocky shades and look like one.

Already i can feel the fats on my belly and arms getting smaller while you start to become a fat fuck.

While you are still muscular and fit now. I would make sure you use that body to the best of what it can do now. Namely cleaning the house.

Occasionally i’m gonna make you spread your pussy boy hole to me as i bang you till your eyeballs pop out.

And you’re gonna absorb my butt ugly face , acne scared skin, bad breath, disgusting fats and beer belly.

Your asshole might tear. But do i look like i care?

The process will take months.

But as you can see my cock has already grown 3 fold from what it once was and my fats have almost been transferred out of my body. Soon I’ll take in all your rock hard muscles and I’ll be able to wear most of your clothes.

Oh, and thanks for giving me the luxury car you once owned. Not that you have any choice not to give it to me.

But to be able to absorb all your muscles and pretty boy good looks is gonna take an extra long time. So I’m gonna make sure that you are gonna learn your new place as a fag during this time.

You will learn to lose your freedom

You will learn new ways of respect

You will learn new table manners.

You will discover new ways to use your tongue. 

And you will begin to appreciate new ways of seeing things

But as always there will finally come a time many months later when the transformation is almost complete.

You would most likely have become a fat blob of shit.

And chances are, I would have grown sick and tired of how ugly, disgusting and old you are now. Honestly I’m starting to have trouble getting hard and jerking of on your face even though you beg for my cum everyday.

I on the other hand would have taken your place in life as the Alpha stud I rightfully deserve to be. 

Youthful, good looking and in my sexual prime.

I would still be by the pool you once owned. Taking a tan as I allow my glorious golden hunk of a body to be displayed to the masses. And living the life you were supposed to live in the mansion you once called your home.

As I look down on your pathetic existence of a fat fucking pig and invoke number 6 of my groundrule.

Now get the fuck out of my house fag

YES SIR!

Military / Role Reversal / Brothers

This wasn’t any other day. It was the day I finally got posted to a new unit as a military officer.

It had been a tough year previously training in cadet school. We had to endure mental and physical challenges as part of the training. But there were some things I clearly enjoyed more than others. Being the oldest son in the family, leadership was a very natural thing. This might sound sadistic but pushing cadets of a lower rank around made me feel so good. To command someone else to do your bidding, looking down at their miserable faces in the dirt as you hold your head high and forcing them to address you as SIR!

Damm I can’t wait to go to my military camp. But for all that anticipation, I had one more thing to do…  Sending my brat of a younger brother to military camp. And as coincidental as that might be, he would be going to the same camp as me. And I would be his new military officer

Like me, he had signed on into the military. But the fact is, we will be worlds apart. He was a rebellious soldier and was rude to his superiors. Even though he was a sporty kid the army made sure he would’nt be promoted for a long time and most likely he will never be an officer like be. Being still considered a recruit in the military. He was the lowest in the system and I will literally be his boss.

He was always the playful one. He was even termed the neighborhood fuckboy. The one taking risks and coming home drunk. He liked to experiment with everything. Some were dangerous, some were taboo and some were just plain stupid. But being smaller and shorter than me I was always physically able to overpower him whenever he got too mischievous. Secretly I liked bullying him too!

Driving the car towards the front porch of our house I noticed a man infront with a suitcase. But for some reason he did not look like my brother. Coming out I realized how much a year had changed him. He seemed to have grown an inch or 2 taller than me. And his frame looked overall bigger. His shoulders were broad, his pecs were showing through his tight shirt and his arms were veiny and bulging. 

I was shocked to say the least. I knew he was an athletic kid but he was seriously buffed out!

Pretending to not notice anything I spoke to my brother in my usual tone. A commanding officer’s tone. “Get in loser, I wanna get to camp as soon as possible”

He was a jocked out soldier now. But the fact remains the same. I was still his superior military officer. I can’t wait to start yelling at him and bossing him around when we reached the military camp. 

To my surprise, he didn’t say anything like how he would usually complain. But this time he gave me a smug and just placed his suitcase in the car before entering the front seat quietly.

Not caring I simply put on my dark sunglasses and prepared to drive away.

First stop was the barbershop to shave his head. Although I now spot a full head of hair, a lowly recruit like my brother had to shave off his heads first.

On the way there, we did not speak. Nothing unusual. Our relationship had always been cold. With me being the domineering one obviously.

But this time felt different. He seemed to emit a sense of awe that I could not stop but notice silently. I did not want to ask but I knew there was something different about him besides his larger and taller physique. I didnt want to admit it, but even his hot breath smelling of protein as he breathed was intimidating me. I just tried to stay cool.

After parking the car we both left and walked towards the direction of the barbershop. He suddenly came up to me. I clinched my palms nervously for I had never had to look up at my own “little” brother who now was looking down at me.

“Your military officer top looks really cool. Can I try it on?

Without thinking or saying anything I just took of my top right there at the carpark. And exchanged mine for his civilian tee. His tee hanged off my smaller frame. But my military top hugged on to his body perfectly showing off his pecs and huge arms. But his body was just way too muscular. he could not button up his shirt and smirked at me before he just left his shirt unbuttoned. It was amazing looking at his pecs and abs in its full glory. His shoulders were so huge that it was stretching the top part of my military top.

We continued walking down the path like this to the shop when we passed a public toilet. He suddenly said he needed to pee badly and suggested we use the toilet first.

There while pulling my pants down to pee he asked again “Bro, I think I’ll look better with your military pants and boots as well”

Again! What was I thinking? I immediately took off my boots followed by my pants and exchanged mine for his sweat pants and track shoes.  

I was feeling very uncomfortable now. And there was small sense of humiliation as he walked down the street showing off my uniform in his perfect body while letting everyone know what a great body he had with his unbuttoned shirt. He looked more like a soldier than me now. And that intimidated me so much.

At the barbershop just before he sat down on the chair to shave his hair he looked back at me and looked me deep in the eye. “I think you need a haircut more than me”

He got off the chair, moved behind me and ushered me instead to the chair. This was starting to freak me out so badly. I did’nt know why, but I had not the slightest urge to rebel against his actions. I just stared there blankly at the mirror as the barber cut off my locks. Leaving me with a bald head instead.

He climbed on to a different chair and asked not for a haircut but a hairstyle change that was strangely close to mine before i had it cut off.

He smiled at me and asked.

“You look good bro. Why not you try carrying my backpack?”

For some reason I felt inclined to actually carry the backpack. Slipping on the heavy bag. I suddenly felt this strange sense of being normal. The uncomfortable feeling I had previously vanished into thin air. In fact i felt so natural. 

Getting back to the car, I Instinctively never even felt like I should drive the car and I simply went to the other seat. He naturally and casually walked to the driver’s seat and made himself comfortable. He put on my dark sunglasses and gave me a cocky look. From the reflection of the dark shades he was wearing I could look at myself. There was a huge sense of humiliation now. How much I looked like a lowly recruit now. But at the same time this feeling of how natural everything seemed to be. I was so confused……

He drove the car down to the military camp in silence while I looked blankly at my surroundings. Things were different…

Just after we reached the camp and he parked the car in my allocated officer’s spot I naturally reached for my backpack and pulled out my recruit’s shirt.

“Stop bro. I need to wear my recruit shirt first” 

He snicked while nodding his head giving me the time to wear my shirt.

He stared at me for a second before taking off his sunglasses and with an intimidating tone he commanded me

“Get your ass back into camp recruit…”

This was all wrong.

I was supposed to be the officer.

I was supposed to be the one giving the orders.

But my mouth betrayed me and i gave up fighting.

I replied my officer like the lowly recruit I was now….

“YESSSSIRRRRR!!”

I think I want to volunteer for the body swap... I don't know why, but after reading this, all I can I think about is how it's so unfair that Tony is not being given the respect he truly deserves while I hog this athletic swimmers body, I mean I guess my size 13 feet are being wasted by not having someone worship them! If Tony wants my body, it's his...he certainly deserves it. He'll remember my sacrifice right??

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