'Why Didnt I Thought Of This...' I Said To Myself. I Forgot To Refuel My Motorcycle... Now I Sit Here

'Why didnt I thought of this...' I said to myself. I forgot to refuel my motorcycle... now I sit here and my tank is empty.

I got off and started pushing it down the street. Still 147 miles to the next gas station.

After some time I've heard a truck coming closer. It stopped next to me and the window got let down. A fat man with beard revealed himself.

"Everything okay?", he asked.

"My tank is empty.", I replied.

"I was on my way to the next gas station. Hop in, I can take you with me.", he said smiling.

I was a bit hesitant.

"What about my bike?", I asked.

"We can secure your motorcycle in the trailer."

"That would be great!"

"Allright, you can meet me at the parking spot in front of us."

He drives away and parks about 150 meters in front of me. I push my bike towards it. The trailer is already open as I arrive and the driver gets out of his cabin.

He was a head shorter and definitely older than me.

We stowed my bike and entered the driver cabin again.

"Thank you for taking me with you.", I said when he started the truck.

"It's always a pleasure to help young men in dificult situations.", he replied.

What a wierd response, I thought.

We drove a short time when he started to do small talk.

"I'm Pete. What is your name?", he asked.

"I'm Jordan.", I replied.

"Nice to meet you Jordan. May I ask if you are from around here? I dont see people on a bike her often. Oh, and how old are you? You seem pretty young."

I was getting suspicious of him. Who would ask such things a stranger? Maybe he just doesnt like silence. I shrug.

My testicle started to itch, what an inopportune time, I thought. Maybe I shouldnt have worn my jockstrap today. I pulled on the tight leather around the area to stop the itching.

From the corner of my eye I saw how he was watching me. To distract him I answered.

"No, I'm not from around here. I'm driving through the whole country right now. And I'm 26."

"You could be my son with that age. I'm twice as old as you.", he said and chuckled. "So you're doing a roadtrip. Alone?"

"I started with a friend but he left. Now I'm doing it alone."

"Alright."

Some minutes of silence again. I enjoyed it.

"You can put your feet up if you want.  Or take your boots off if they are too uncomfortable or too warm.", he said out of nowhere.

That was strange, but a nice offer.

"Thanks, but they are in fact really comfortable.", I answered.

Silence again, I hope this time for longer.

His phone rang and he picked it up. From his responses it sounded like it was a friend.

"Is it okay for you if we do a small stop soon? I have to pick up a friend?", he asked me after hanging up.

I looked around to find out where he should fit in this cabin. Pete noticed that.

"If you pull the curtains behind you to the side you can see a bed. It would be nice if you stay there until I put him down again.", he said.

"Alright, I'll do it.", I answered.

I pulled the curtains to the side and a gross looking bed got revealed. It had so many stains and chips leftovers. I took a step towards it as I thought that it wouldnt take long but then I felt a sting in my right ass cheek. As I turn around I see how Pete empties a syringe into my butt. I tried to get away but I already started to stumble and fell mostly onto the bed.

Pete parked the truck at the side of the road and closed the window curtains.

"I'm sorry Jordan, but you are really my type.", he said with a dark grin.

I tried to move but I couldnt. i tried to scream but I could only get out a whimper.

"I injected you with my own creation. It paralyzes every muscle except the heart.", he said.

He now took my legs and put them onto the bed so that I laid straight on it. He run his fingers all over my body. From my pecks to my feet. He took the zipper from my one-piece-racing-suit and pulled it down till he reached my belly button. He stared for a long time at my abs and then he started to massage and lick them. It kinda felt good, I didnt had such intimate body contact in a long time. I tried to imagine my girlfriend licking my six pack instead of an old creepy guy but it didnt really work.

As he was finished he grabbed my left foot and pulled my boot off. It kinda turned me on. The second it came off I could smell my feet and it was a strong smell. Hey, I never took them or the suit off the whole last week as they were super comfortable and the motels I stayed at never had a shower.

He raised it to his nose and took some deep breaths. I noticed how his dick raised in his jeans and he noticed too. Ho opened his pants and put his dick out. It was pretty small.

"I'll clean it up. I promise.", he said as he took my gloved hand to wank while sniffing my boot. He shot his load all over my abs. When he finished he took a wet warm rug to clean my body. It felt great. Then he put my boot back on. I hoped that he would make me able to move again as he pulled out another syringe.

"You know Jordan, now that I played with and observed your body,  I came to the conclusion that you'll be the new me.", he said.

I was shocked. What does he want? Does he have a body swap machine somewhere? Dear god, I hope not.

"You'll be my first body suit. I got this serum from the black market.", he told me. I tried to move but nothing even twitched. He put the syringe on my neck and with the other hand pressed my cock the last time.

"Dear god, thats huge!", he shouted as he emptied the syringe.

He took a step back to look at me nervously.

I started to feel my body tingle and then it started. I saw how my chest started to deflate, followed by my legs, arms and head. Pete cheered.

As the transformation finished he lifted me, well my empty skin from the bed, causing my biker clothes to slip completely off.

He sniffed my armpit and groaned. After that he took his clothes of and started to feel for my asshole. He went head first into me. At first it hurt but it felt good shortly after. I felt how his chubby legs filled out my muscular legs, how his fat belly pressed against my well formed abs, how his small dick grew to fill up my huge cock and how his beard tingled for a short time as he slipped his head inside mine.

As he finished he let out a loud moan, but it was my voice.

"I cant wait to put all of this on. I'm sorry Jordan that you had to be it but you were totally my type: tall, good looking, muscular and wearing a racing suit.", I heard my voice saying.

So he knew that I'd be conscious after he put me on. I dont want this life as a suit.

He took my jockstrap and my thick wool socks and put them on. The socks were wet and cold. Probably because I wore them non stop even at these high temperatures. He took the suit and put it on. After that he lifted my, now his feet, to smell them one last time before he put my boots on. He finished with my gloves and went back behind the steering weel.

He drove close to the gas station, took my bike, filled it up and drove as myself away.

Now almost 2 months later, I almost got used to being worn. At first it felt really weird, as if I'm the boot but after a while I enjoyed it. I had no duties anymore. Pete only took me off once since that day and I can feel how he enjoys being inside me. He loves wearing my clothes, especially the racing suits and normal suits. He loves driving with the motorcycle through the whole country.

Sometimes, when he feels alone he even talks to me. He knows that I cant answer but he just wants to get things off his chest while knowing that someone is listening.

He took me off at my birthday, maybe because of sympathy or because he didnt know how to act that day if he would've met someone from my old life that day.

Now he is making money off of instagram by posting pictures of him in my body suit to finance his motorcycle trips.

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.

Becoming Officer Bradley part 2

I grabbed him by his ankles and pushed my in comparison small dick into his tight hole.

Aiden let out a deep moan. I started to raise the tempo with every thrust until I shot into my boy.

"Mmph... fuck, it feels-so good-but-it burns.", he said.

I noticed that he was reaching his climax too but I forbid him to shoot his load.

I could see how he struggled to hold it in but he succeded. I took two pills out of a drawer and let him swallow one. The other one went down my throat. I placed him with his back against a wall and prepared myself mentally to swap bodies.

I thought about this mountain of muscle I'll control soon, about his deep voice, his massive cock.

I shook my body and walked backwards to Aiden. He grabbed me, lifted me into the air and slid his massive cock into my ass, just as I told him. As he pushed himself further in, I thought I'd pass out from the pain. His arms were wrapped around my torso like snakes pushing me against him.

I put my arms around his neck.

"Do it.", I said. He grabbed my hips and started to push us together. As we started to melt together I felt an unknown sensation. It didnt feel like his cock was in me, it felt as if it was mine. I could feel the pent up cum in it. He pressed further and a tingle spread through my lower body. I couldnt feel my legs anymore, but I could feel Aidens big bubble butt.

His hands moved upwards, pushing my upper body against his abs. It sounded as if a suction cup unsticked. I felt how my upper body got pulled into his. Aiden started to grunt, partly because of the pain. It almost completely entered him. Only my neck, head and arms were sticking out.

Next up, Aiden pushed our heads together. With his strong hands it felt as if he would crush my skull but suddenly after that, my vision was like 8 inches higher. It was on his height. Our heads had finally merged. I was now in control of his body except the arms and legs. Aiden, still somewhere in this body grabbed my left arm and pushed it into his. After that I could control his left arm. I took his right arm and pushed it against mine to merge it.

All of this was incredibly exhausting. I had now full control over Aidens, now mine, upper body. I let my hands run over my sweaty abs, over my now massive cock until I had reached my old legs. My feet were hanging in the air as Aiden was so much taller. I pressed them against Aidens legs. As they started to merge,  I thought that I could feel them again but I noticed shortly after that, that I started to feel Aidens legs. My old legs now completely submerged, I had full control over Aidens body. I felt every muscle in his body. I knew everything he learned, everything he experienced.

I concentrated my thoughts on this body and made a step back. My old body left my new one and fell face first to the ground.

It stood up and faced me directly. His hard dick wobbled up and down, just like mine.

"Who are you?", I asked. It should be Aiden but in my body with my name.

"Simon Dougherty. Your servant.", he said.

Good, I thought.

I picked him up beneath his armpits and walked with him towards the bench. It was unbelievable easy to lift him, now that I was the strong one. While walking to the bench, I could feel a slight pain in my ass and my old cum leaking out of it.

I placed Aiden, now Simon, on the bench and spread his legs. I carefully slid my massive dick into his tight hole. With every thrust I shot a load into him. Only after a few seconds he passed out. I for myself could continue for hours, thanks to the stamina of my new body. I layed down next to him and slept.

As I woke up, Simon was already stroking over my muscular legs. It was 4am, time to put on the uniform.

I ordered Simon to jerk off while watching me putting it on. I took his old jockstrap, put it up to my nose and after that slipped it over my muscular thighs. I continued with his otc socks, pulling them up completely. After that I got into his shirt and vest. I attached his police badge back onto the vest. I stepped into his pants and pulled them up. They fit tightly around my muscular legs. I secure it with my utility belt. After that I put on my combat boots, tucked my pants in and lifted them up. I ordered Simon to tie them.

As Simo  finished tieing them, it was completed. I stole the life of Aiden Bradley, a hot cop. I took a pair of sunglasses out of my vest and put them on.

I wanted to leave the building as I remembered Simon. I turned around.

"Put on your clothes, go home and think ablut your life.", I ordered him.

I left the building to start my new life and never looked back.

My friend John's body

I'm straight. I recently broke up with my girlfriend. It was a hard time for me but my best friend John was at my side. We know each other since Kindergarten but since highschool something changed. I always felt better when he was near me. He was this good looking, muscular womanizer and I was the skinny guy. He always dressed nice: tight shirts, leather jacket and boots and so on. Something about it turned me on and he sometimes felt it. He joked about it, sometimes he jokingly said if I want to sniff him. Of course I said no as I'm straight but that moment never left my mind.

Now that I was in a bad mood because of my break up he came over to cheer me up but I had different plans.

I opened the door after he knocked and let him in. Closing the door behind him, I grabbed the rag with chloroform from my back pocket and pushed it from behind onto his face. Totally shocked, he tried to push me away from him but I clinged onto him like a used gum to the sole of a boot. He went on his knees which caused his leather boots to creak.

I started to feel that he got weaker until he passed out. I didnt remove the rag for quiet some minutes to make sure that he really is unconscious. I pulled his limb body onto my bed and tied him up.

I never saw him sleeping so this was a new experience too. He looked so handsome passed out.

Even though I was able to grow a good beard I always were skinny and with that a bit jealous of my best friend John. I now knew the feelings I had when he was near me. I always wanted to be like him. Tall, muscular, good looking. I wanted to strip him and put on his clothes and he should be able to see every single step of it. Of course I dont want to loose him as a friend after this so I already bought a bottle of forgetful potion for him when I finished.

I waited for him to be awake again to start with my plan.

"Dennis! What did you do to me?", John shouted after he noticed that I tied him up on my bed.

"I thought you wanted to cheer me up Jonathan.", I answered. I saw in his eyes that he was scared, I never called him by his full name before.

I continued:"I want to feel good again. I love the way you look Jonathan! I'll strip every single cloth off of you and I'll put it on myself, starting with your boots. After that I want to have some fun with you..."

I looked at him with dead eyes as he tried to free himself, but he had no luck. When he looked back at me I saw the fear and sadness in his eyes.

I came closer to him and started to stroke his leg while I opened the first lace of his boots. I pulled them of his feet, closed my eyes and started to sniff them. The smell of sweat and warm leather turned me on. I noticed how my dick raised.

When I opened my eyes again I saw that John's bulge has grown too.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who likes this.", I commented while staring at his bulge.

He growled back and I saw a tear run from his left eye.

I turned back to his clothes pulling each wool sock from his feet. I knew that he was ticklish so I ran my fingers down the sole of his foot.

His body cramped and moved uncontrollably because he wanted to suppress his laughter. Satisfied with his feet, I began to undo his belt. He tried to fight back but he was without a chance. I pulled down his jeans to reveal that he wore a jockstrap. I let out a quiet laugh, I never thought he would wear something like this. I pulled it down too to reveal his massive cock. Satisfied with what I get to play with later I started to get into his clothes. I undressed completely and started to get into his jockstrap. It was to large for me so I had to hold it up until i put on his jeans and closed the belt. It felt So good to wear it I could smell his parfume and sweat, I was so turned on. I put on his thick wool socks he wore in his boots. They were cold as they were drenched in his sweat. I let out an uncontrolled moan and smiled at him.

"Looks like your feet were really hot in there.", I said to him, lying on my bed, his lower half completely undressed and his cock standing at a right angle to his body.

His eyebrows drew together in an angry look. "I'll kill you as soon as I'm free!", John shouted. I belittled his words as I was so hyped to get into his boots!

They stood in front of me and as I grabbed the first one I felt my heart beating faster synched with my cock. I knew I'd cum as soon as I put them on and it was an honor for me to do it into John's jockstrap. After I put on his first boot I felt something weird in my body. My blood felt warmer and I thought I grew a little bit. I dismissed it as an illusion and grabbed his second boot. As soon as I put it on I felt the same again. I looked at John and he was shocked as if he had seen a ghost. I looked down at myself and I couldn't believe what I saw. It was John's body. Everything was there from his muscles to his veins and I lost my chest hair. I ran to a mirror to take a selfie. I had to save this moment for myself.

When I came back to John it looked like he has made peace with the situtation he was in. I knocked him out again to strip him of his beautiful black leather jacket and his grey v-neck tshirt that defined his muscles.

I played with my new body until John was awake again so he could continue to put on the last parts of his clothes. I felt so good, strong and masculin now, I didnt want to change back to my old appearence.

"I think I'll stay in your clothes for some days John. Dont you see how good it fits me?", I said to him.

I crawled onto the bed kneeling now over him. I ran my, no, his fingers down his muscular body and stopped when they reached his hairy ballsack and huge cock.

"Let us see if you're really straight John...", I said while starting to stroke his dick. It got even harder than it was before and he started to get an orgasm and almost cum. It was so pleasing to be in this body, to have this clothes on to see that your love of your life is almost cumming while you stroke his dick.

I put his dick into my mouth. It was warm and pulsated in a rythm. I somehow knew I had to get him to cum into my mouth to get to my orgasm too. I played on his dick with my tongue and I started to suck really hard. John moaned and shot his first big load right into my throat. I felt how he started to climax and I sucked even harder as he shot his second load into my mouth. I started to notice that his cock started to feel smaller in my mouth. I looked at John and saw that his muscles started to deflate and that chesthair started to grow on him. When I saw his face I was shocked. I looked into my old face. I continued to suck until his dick was dry.

When I stood up in front of my bed I couldnt believe it. John took the appearence of my old body. He looked dazed.

"John?! Is everything okay?", I asked him.

He looked at me and answered:"Johnathan, why are you calling me by your name. You know I'm Dennis."

I was so happy. I freed him and ran to the bath. I took of the boots and to my surprise I didnt change back into my old body so I put them back on.

John, I mean now Dennis, stood in front of me as I opened the door again.

"Is everything okay John? You look as if you've seen a ghost.", he said.

"Everything is fine. I have to go now.", I mumbled.

I grabbed John's, now my, car keys, said goodbye to Dennis and left his house.

That was three months ago. Dennis is now back together with his ex girlfriend, the reason for all of this.  I'm happy to be in this body and I dont want to switch back. I think I'm doing it more justice than the old John. I know have an incredible leather jacket and boot collection I can cum off of.

Dennis and I are still best friends as he doesn't remeber what happened on that day and I'll never tell him.

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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