The Payback

The payback

Because of the pandemic everything changed. Gladly I got to keep my job everyone had to work from home. That was my salvation from the comments of my hunk coworker Cole. I'm overweight, coming in on 350 pounds, now even more througg the pandemic. I have bad skin and have to wear baggy, worn out clothes.

The hunk of a coworker I have always made fun of my weight and appearence and I almost couldnt handle it anymore but the pandemic saved me.

Sadly now the company has decided that two employees should always be present. As it had to be I got paired with that hunk and I should work directly next to him for the next 3 months.

On the first day he already started again with his comments. He compared the two of us: He was muscular and well built, I was overweight, he always wore nice suits (even now when only I could see him), I wore baggy clothes. That evening, I decided that I want to get back on him. I searched the internet for body swap spells and hypnosys and I found good stuff.

He always listened to music while at work so I hacked his spotify account and put some hypno tracks in his playlist. After only 6 days he was completely servant.

The first days I had him under control, I often wanted to feel his massive cock in me or I wanted to get sucked by him. It was an incredible feeling, as if his dick and lips were made for those 2 things. Sadly that got boring after some weeks so I pulled out the body swap spell I looked up.

I made him suck my dick a last time, pulled my pants back up and I put him out of hypnosys.

He looked at me weird after he noticed that his head was on the same level of my dick. He got back into his seat and wanted to speak as I started to say the spell.

He stopped in the middle of his first word and his movements froze. I finished the spell and fell unconscious.

When I woke up I saw a 350 pounds man sitting in front of me who was watching his body in disbelief. He looked at me and started shouting:" What did you do?! Change us back or I'll tell everyone what you did!"

The way he talked, I knew that Cole Was in my old body.

"Who will believe you? You were always the weird one,  you know that, you always made fun of it.", I answered with Cole's deep and manly voice. I chuckled. This was better than everything I had dreamed of.

"I'm going home now fatass. I need to jerk off.", I said making a hand gesture in front of my new dick. This new cocky attitude was new but I like it. I felt how my dick hardened and how I started to think about bad comments towards my old body as I left the company's building.

Getting back together

I had a great time with my girlfriend, Sara. We know each other since kindergarten and we were a couple since high school. We graduated together and managed to fulfill our dreams. We both became professional dancers. We started of small as background dancers in some musicals or local stage plays. I was fine with that and slowly let myself go. I lost my muscular body for a slightly chubby look.

But Sara wanted more. She managed to get an award and got contracts for multiple TV shows and big stage plays.

She was finally happy for some time and even got myself some bigger events to dance. But after a while she wasnt happy anymore. At first I thought that she didnt like to be in the spotlight but after some time I noticed that she wasnt happy with me anymore. She made comments about my weight and that she loved my old look. She stayed at work longer and longer. One of the reasons she gave for this was a new play where she was the leading dancer.

One day I followed her to work and waited till she went home. She left work way earlier than she was home the last couple of weeks. She drove away and I followed her. I found out that she met with another man. Of course she got herself a tall, muscular, good looking guy. They've met almost every day and I started to look him up. Rurik Gislason, a soccer player.

As time went on and they've seen each other more and more, our relationship started to break. One night it escalated. She came home and was annoyed about me. She told me that I should train more to get jobs again or she'll leave me. In anger I told her that I knew about her and Rurik and we ended our relationship. She officially left me for him and I was all alone. That evening I knew that I wanted to change something as I couldnt live without her.

I searched the darkweb for a solution. At first I wanted a love spell but I couldnt find any. I stumbled upon a shady looking website but I thought I should give it a try and ordered a body possession set.

It arrived the next day and I studied tje instructions. I drove to Rurik and found out that he was practicing soccer alone somewhere near his house. I drove to the soccer field and found him practicing alone.

I walked up to him and noticed how confused he was.

"Can I help you?", he asked.

What a beautiful thick accent he has, I thought. No wonder Sara left me for him.

I now stood right in front of him, he looked nervous.

I quickly grabbed his hand, shook it, threw a coin in front of him, touched his shoulder and forehead. Just like it was described in the instructions and it worked. Rurik was hypnotized.

I ordered him to get into the locker and he complied. In the locker room I made him fall to sleep. He fell to his knees before his head hit the ground. His ass was now up in the air.

I sat down next to him, rolled him into my arms and started to strip him naked for the ritual. I started with his jersey, revealing his tattoo and abs. I started to smell the smell of his armpits. What a manly smell. I lifted his legs with his over knee soccer socks and shoes onto my shoulders and pulled down  his sport shorts. To my surprise he was wearing nothing beneath it. I looked at his massive hairy cock, thinking about how it'll be mine soon. I grabbed one leg after the other and pulled his soccer cleats and socks off. They've got a sweaty smell which, together with seeing his tall, manly body laying in front of me, turned me on. I ran my hands over his perfect body which will soon be mine.

I stripped myself naked and took the possession machine I bought out of a bag.

It looked like a respirator connected via two tubes to a vacuum suction cup for dicks. It was difficult to get the suction cup over his dick but after five minutes I finally made it. I layed down next to him and started to breath into the respirator. I felt a tickle in my body as energy started to flow into his dick. I saw how my body started to age rapidly as his body started to convulse. My sight got blurry and I passed out.

When I woke up I noticed that something was different. I could feel something was sucking on my dick. I leaned up and admired Ruriks, my new body.  I pulled the suction cup from my dick causing me to moan. It made my body shiver and for the first time in a long time I could feel a muscular body again. As I looked next to me, my old body was laying there as if it was part of an old grave. I pult the respirator from my old face, causing the body to crumble to dusk.

I stood up to grab his used clothes as he got a phone call. It was my girlfriend.

I answered and could hear my new beautiful accent every time I opened my mouth to speak. After the call I unlocked his phone through his memories to take one last photo as a soccer player, signifying the end of his old life.

Back home, I waited for my girlfriend to arrive. I told her that I thought about quitting soccer to do something new. She was open to the idea when I told her that I wanted to spend more time with her. I thought about applying to a dance show she was a part of so we could dance together.

Fast forward 6 months and I'm finally dancing with my girlfriend from high school again and that with a better body than I could've had achieved. We have so much fun in this competition we are dancing in and at home we are more intimate than ever. I just hope that she'll never find out about what I did to the real Rurik.

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This possession was a commission from a friend.

"Shit. I have to hide somewhere",  I thought. "The cops will be here soon"

I look around the mall, seeing people shopping happily. I pull my backpack even tighter and walk straight forward trying to get myself lost in the crowd of people shopping.

I got myself into this bad situation. Ever since the black market was flooded with the bodysuit serum and other enhancers, crime rate sky-rocketed. I was one of them too. Before I started robbing banks I was an athlete in a circus. Heavily underpaid of course. One day I got my hands on the serum and on a kind of time enhancer. I used both of them on myself and now I can turn everyone I want into a bodysuit. With the Enhancer I can move much faster than every other person and I'm so much more agile. I often turn old men into suits to rob a bank. No one expects them to be a thief but this time I messed up. Someone managed to call the police while I was robbing the bank and now they're following me.

So I walk through the mall, pulling my cap deeper down. I search for an unsecured exit but security is everywhere. But then I see a possible way out. I rush towards the men toilets and look around if no one got suspicious of me. Inside the bathroom I looked around for a new skin. At first I thought I was alone until I heard someone pulling up his pants and flush. I stand in front of the cabin door and prepare to ambush whoever is in the cabin. The lock turns, door opens and a shirtless muscle jock comes out. He looks at me confused and I look confused too but then I remember the sign. The toilets are shared by the mall and the gym next to it.

The jock wants to say something but I push him back into the cabin. He falls onto the closed toilet.

He looks perplexed by the fact that an old man managed to push him back. I close and lock the door behind me.

"What the -", he isnt able to speak any further as I grabbed his nipples to start the transformation.

While his body deflates I'm admiring his godly physique. Big pecs, beautiful abs and great biceps. I admire his handsome face, wild hair and his nice tanned skin.

As he deflates further he's losing his clothes. His shoes and socks slip from his feet and his wallet falls out of his pocket. I lift it up to see who I'll be for the next few days.

Joshua Hunter, 27, resident in San Francisco. Nice.

He deflated completely and I start to strip myself. After that I peel off the old mans skin. I pull it over my head, take my arms out of it and woggle it down my body until I can step out of it.

Joshuas shorts and boxer briefs fell to the ground as I lifted his skin. I stretched his mouth wide and stepped into him. Even though I have an athletic body too, it was impossible for me to fill his skin. I position my legs inside his and pull it up further.y arms enter the bodysuit and I pull it over my shoulders. If anyone would see me right now would think that I was standing here in a way too big, dumb looking muscle suit. As I positioned my dick inside his, mine felt so small in comparison.

Everything arranged I pull his face over mine and the transformation began. The loosely fitting skin starts to fit better as I feel how my muscles grow to his size. It was the first time that I took a body that was buffer than my own and it filled myself with testosterone. My blood was rushing through my body and I got a boner. My cock, still growing in size to Match Joshuas, started to twitch.

I sat down on the toilet as his memories started to flood my brain. I saw his friends, his career as a model, his memories of masturbating himself to sleep and so much more. As I sorted his memories I noticed that the transformation had finished and that my now thick cock was spurting pre-cum. I opened my backpack and put my old skinsuit and clothes on top of the money I stole from the bank. I took Joshuas clothes and put them on. I opened the cabin door and checked myself out in the mirror.

As I wanted to leave the bathroom 2 officers entered the bathroom.

"Hey you!", one of them shouted.

My heart started beating faster.

My heart started to beat faster.

"Yes, officer. How can I help?", I answered.

"Have you seen an older man, between 55 and 70 years old, coming through here?", the other asked.

"You mean the creepy guy with a backpack who ran through the gym? Yeah, he left tje gym.", I lied.

"Thank you for your help.", one said as they walked through the gym towards the door.

Now I'll go home to test my new body. I'll definitely enjoy the time as Joshua Hunter.

"I wasn't looking specifically for you man. You were just the easiest to go for.", the nerd said.

Nick just stared at the nerd, who managed to ambush him from behind, right when Nick finished his workout session and wanted to go for a piss before changing clothes. Now, sitting uncomfortable on the toilet seat, he couldnt move a muscle, probably because of some muscle relaxant that was injected through the syringe which was still sticking in his biceps. His whole body felt numb.

What does he want, Nick thought. His money? His credit card? His car keys? That was right before the nerd started to strip completely naked.

Nick tried to fight back but he was unable to do so. I dont want to get rapid, he thought.

The nerd undressed himself and turned Nick around, letting him stare against the wall.

Nick felt how the nerd came closer to let his finger run over Nicks back.

"You will a slight discomfort but dont worry, It wont hurt.", the punk said. "You know, some time in the future you wont remember this. It'll be like a bad dream and everything between now and then will be your own memories. Nothing to worry about, right?"

Nick was confused, what does the nerd mean?

The nerd lifted Nick with ease and placed himself beneath Nick so that his dick was gliding without any problems into Nicks ass. Nick felt how the small rod wiggled from left to right until it felt like his dick was extending towards Nicks thick cock with a tingle. It was almost a great feeling, thought Nick as the tingle spreads through his whole lower body.

The nerd takes Nicks hairy legs and aligns them ontop of his own. After that Nick feels how he slowly sinks towards the toilet seat. He notices how something glides through his skin into his body. That was when Nick started to feel his calves twitch but it wasnt him who did this.

"Mmmhhh, those muscles feel so great. Let me in deeper, jockboy.", the nerd said.

There was a pleasure in his voice that caused Nick to shiver. He tried in horror to fight back whatever the nerd is doing to him but he couldnt move a muscle.

The nerd grabbed Nicks chest and pulled it towards him which lead to the tingle to spread in Nicks upper body causing his cock to twitch.

The nerd cackled and Nicks arms started to move. They fondled with Nicks naked body until they've reached his head and grabbed it. Nick felt how the head of the nerd came closer, breathing right into his ear.

"I'll love the time being you. Thank you for your cooperation.", he whispered.

Nicks hands pressed his head right against the nerds and after a short time, it glid into one.

Nicks body stood up, letting out a deep sigh. The nerd loved controlling this tall and fit body. He put Nicks shorts on and admired his muscular new body in the mirror.

It was not safe to explore this body to the fullest in the locker room so he grabbed Nicks sportbag and left the gym to go to his new home.

That was now almost a year ago and the nerd probably enjoys being Nick too much as he had planned to stay inside him for 3 months.

The nerd took good care of Nicks body as he trained almost daily. It was never easier for the nerd to gain muscles so he thought that it wont be  a problem to stay inside Nick for a little longer.

The good teacher

This is my new gym teacher, Mr. Ben Ashford. Isnt he hot? He joined our school 4 months ago to bring us through our graduation and I have a crush on him since the first day I saw him.

He is a nice guy, he gave all of us good grades, well except for me and my friend. He says he isnt homophobic but he dislikes us after he found out that we're gay. He gave both of us worse grades even though we are as good as the others, while being skinnier. He also embarrassed us in front of the class so hard that we were scared to go to the gym classes. We were looking for excuses to not be there until I found an ancient potionbook from my grandmother.

To his surprise we joined the gym classes again, after we missed it for 2 months. We were there to get the last ingredients for our spell: a piece of clothes and sweat from the person I want to become.

After the gym classes ended we saw him going into the teacher cabbin.

My friend and I looked at each other and nodded. We trained for this!

My friend knocked at the teacher's locker and lured Mr. Ashford away. I sneaked into the locker and looked for freshly used clothes. I took a used sport shirt, a pair of used socks and underpants. Just to make sure that I have enough.

Back in the normal changing room, I pressed the sweat out of his shirt and put it into the already prepared potion.

I put on his clothes I just stole, performed a spell and drunk the potion. Just seconds after that I fell unconscious.

When I woke up I saw my friends face in front of me. He had a smirk on his face and I knew that the potion worked.

As I stood up I noticed my muscles twitching and I went to the bathroom with my friend to play with my new body. I stripped down until I only wore my underwear and I started flexing my muscles and touching my face. It was such a surreal experience.

My friend and I were both so turned on that we had a quick fuck in the school bathroom. Who else than him could now say that they got fucked by the hottest teacher of our school. Of course we had to keep it a secret but still.

We've put our clothes back on and went back to the normal locker. I saw my old skin completely deflated on the floor. I know that the spell was irreversible but it was still hard to see it laying there. I grabbed it and put it into my sports bag. I have to get rid of it sometime in the future. As the schoolday ended, I put on my new normal clothes and left towards my new home, starting to live my new life.

Fast forward 8 months, the prom is today and I'm celebrating my friends and students graduation. The last 8 months were great, I gave my friend good grades and I bullied the homophobic ones.

I had so many grindr dates with my new body that I lost count. It really is a dream come true.

But now I have to celebrate the graduation I should've been in.

Little help

"Shit, I'm late.", Michael thought as he put on his watch. He slipped into his nice black dress shoes and corrected his tie in the mirror.

He took his jacket and left his appartement. He tried to take the elevator but it took him too long to arrive so He took the stairs. The sound of his heels hitting the ground with every step echoed through the stairwell. He never ran down the stairs as fast as on this day. He finally left the building and walked down the street. He became nervous thinking about the presentation he has to hold in front of his boss this afternoon. The presentation could be his ticket for a seat on the council of the company he works at.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hardly even noticed that he was stopping because he subconsciously noticed something in an alley. Michael observed the alley and saw a man waving him over. Michael knew that he shouldnt go into the alley as that would be one of the places were murder happen or someone gets raped. But Michael always wants to help people if they are in trouble and this man looked like he could need some help.

"I still have 5 hours till my presentation. I can fill up my working hours after that.", Michael thought.

He entered the alley carefully, trying to watch out for any trap. He stopped 6 feet away from the man. Michael could now see that the man was probably his age and he looked hispanic. His hair looked well-groomed but he was definitely chubby. He only wore some dirty socks which had holes, underpants and a dirty shirt.

"Is everything okay?", Michael asked.

"I accidentally locked myself out of my apartment, two days ago.", he answered with a jeavy accent. He pointed towards a door on his right side. "The shop owner on the other side of the street has a second key for it. I cant go over like this." His hands made a move towards his dirty clothes.

Michael didnt know what to do. He felt uncomfortable in this situation. "Should I go over and ask the owner to give it to me?"

"He wouldnt. He'll only gibe the key to me.", the man answered. He made a pause. "Could I borrow your good looking suit so I can go and get the key?", he asked.

Michael was irritated. He never thought someone would ask a question like this.

"The shirt, pants and shoes would be enough too. No need for a tie.", he added.

Michael was tempted to do it. He wanted to help this man so bad. "But what if the man wouldnt return with my suit?", Michael thought.

"I'm sorry, but I wont take off my suit. I'm already late for work. I hope someone will help you.", Michael answered politely.

"Come on man, just for 10 minutes and I'll give it back.", the man begged.

"The answer is no.", Michael said and turned around to leave. He was almost on the main street again as he felt a pull on his right foot. As he looked down he saw that he only wore his left shoe anymore. Michael turned around and saw the man holding Michaels shoe his hand. "Only your pants and your other shoe, please.", he begged.

"Give me back my shoe now or I'll call the police you filthy homeless!", Michael answered briskly.

The man threw the shoe in front of Michael and mumbled an okay as he walked towards the back of the alley again.

Michael kneeled down to put on his shoe again and went to work after that.

He thought alot about the encounter at work. In the afternoon, the presentation went great. Michael got his seat at the council.

Over the next few days Michael forgot about the crazy man in the alley until he walked past it one evening. Michael thought that he heard something and watched the alley. He remembered the man from a few days ago and left towards his appartement. He took the elevator and opened his door. Michael entered his bedroom and wanted to undress. He bend over to untie his shoes as he felt a painful hit at the back of his head. Michael collapsed unconscious immediately.

As he woke up Michael noticed that something was tied around his ankles and wrists. Michael opened his eyes to see that he was tied to his bed, still wearing his suit and shoes. He tried to free himself until he noticed someone standing in the shadow of the corner.

"You wont be able to free yourself,  even though you have those muscles.", a voice with a heavy accent said.

Michael knew that accent. It was the man from the alley.

"How did you get in here?", Michael shouted in disbelief.

"That doesnt matter.", he answered. "What matters, is that you didnt help me back then but now you will." He stepped out of the corner, revealing that he still wore his dirty clothes. "I lost my job because of you.  Because you didnt want to lend me your suit."

Michael was shocked.

"But now I'm here for revenge.", he said with a devilish grin. "I mixed something together while you were at work." He walked over to a drawer and took out a bottle filled with a black liquid and a glass. He poured the liquid into the glass and sat down next to Michael. He grabbed Michaels throat causing him to open his mouth. The man poured the liquid into Michaels mouth and made him swallow it.

Michael felt how his body started to feel numb. He wasnt able to move anymore.

The man untied Michael and started to run his hand over his suit. He laid down next to Michael and pulled Michael towards him So that Michael was laying in the mans lap, between his legs.

"What are you doing? Stop that!", Michael said, trying to get his body to move.

The man let his fingers run over Michaels muscular body again. He played with Michaels nipples beneath the tight shirt.

Michael felt how the mans dick was rising and pushing against his back.

The man grabbed Michaels head by the back and pushed him forwards. He pulled of the suits jacket and let Michaels back fall against his belly. He took Michaels tie off and opened some buttons of the shirt. He pushed his hands beneath the shirt to touch Michaels abs. He took them out again and pushed them into Michaels pants. He fondled with his balls for some time until he pulled his hands out again.

The man pushed Michael to the side, left the bed and walked towards Michaels feet. He grabbed him by his ankles and pulled Michael towards him. He opened Michaels belt and pulled pants and underpants down to the ankle. He pulled his own underpants down, revealing a throbbing dick, and lifts Michaels legs into the air. He placed the legs onto his shoulders and strokes over Michaels otc gold-toe-socks and his hairy leg.

"Now you will feel how sorry you are for not helping me!", the man said grabbing Michael by the hips.

"Please, dont do this. Please.", Michael whimpers.

The man pushed his thick cock into Michaels hole. Michael mourned because of the pain. The man pushed in a fast rythm and shot his load into Michael. Happy with what he did to Michael, the man now stripped himself and Michael completely naked.

He took Michaels socks and put them on, followed by his underpants and pants. As he put on Michaels suit, Michael noticed a change in appearence at his own body and with the hispanic man. Michael himself started to loose his muscles and the hispanic started to loose his belly and gain muscles. The man giggled at Michaels surprised looking face. He put on the shirt, tugged it into the pants and tied the tie around his neck. At this point, Michael had lost all of his muscles and gained a small chubby belly. The man on the other hand now filled Michaels suit with his muscles.

"And now the finishing touch!", the man said.

He took both dress shoes and sniffed them. Michael could see how the dick moved beneath the pants. He was disgusted by the fact that the man managed to switch muscles just by putting on Michaels most beloved suit.

The man put both shoes on, bowed down and tied the laces. As he got up again. Michael looked at his own face. He didnt want to think about the fact, that he could look like the hispanic man now.

"Look at me. Dont I look fabulous?", the man said.

"Give me my body back!", Michael screamed. "You May look like me, bit you still have that heavy accent!"

The man giggled and ran his hands over his now muscular body. "Watch this.", he said.

He grabbed the jacket and put it on.

"How do I sound now?", the man asked with Michaels deep voice.

"Thats not possible!", Michael said. He was shocked as he heard himself with the thick accent the hispanic man had.

The man laid down again next to Michael and ran his fingers over Michaels now chubby body.

"I'll slightly miss this body.", he said. "But I'm more than pleased with yours Michael. Thanks to you I can now live a new life. I got a job again, where I earn enough money." He kissed Michael. "You know Michael, this wouldnt have happened to you, if you'd helped me back then. I would've returned your suit, but you were greedy. Now I'll live your life and help people. But before I start, I have to get rid of you tomorrow."

The man leaves Michael on the bed. Now standing in the doorframe, the man turns around one last time. "You have great taste in suits.", he said, rubbing his dick beneath his pants.

"As soon as I manage to move again, I'll find you and take my body back!", Michael shouted.

The man gigled, turned the lights for the bedroom off and closed the door. Michael was all alone in the dark.