What? You Expected Someone Else?

What? You expected someone else?

Well your husband owed me a lot but he couldnt repay me so I took from him what I desired the most.

What that is? First of all, this incredible body. It suits my face perfectly. Second, I'll took his motorcycle. I always wanted to drive one.

Where your husband is now? Probably wandering around somewhere wondering what happened to him.

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I'm trying something new with this. These are some shorts I can write quickly between my bigger stories.

There is this muscled hunk I'm watching since two months. He is my neighbor. He is also the dad of my best friend, Mr. Reid.

My best friend and I are both gay and I told him about my fantasies I want to have with his father. Of course He didnt take it well so I started to have secrets in front of him: I want to turn his father into a skinsuit if I cant sleep with him.

I started to observe the routines of his father and noticed that he goes for a walk from 11am till 12:30pm every day and after that he is alone at home for 1 hour. That is the time I'll strike.

The day before I wanted to fullfill my plan I visited my best friend and left some of my things in his room so I have a reason to get in on the next day. The next day arrived and I was so aroused. I didnt go to school that day so I could fullfill my plan. I saw my upcoming victim leave his house at 11am and I waited until he came back at 12:25pm. I waited 10 minutes, left my house and knocked on his door.

Mr. Reid opened the door and looked slightly confused. I admired his beautiful grown beard, his short brown hair, his hairy arms and his muscly body. I had to recall my eyes as I noticed that he asked me something.

"I'm sorry, I didnt want to disturb.", I said, hoping that he would repeat his question.

"It's all good. What do you want.", I saw his pecks move beneath his slightly unbuttoned shirt when he talked. He wiped sweat from his lips after he finished the sentence.

"I forgot some things here yesterday and I need them for a school project this afternoon", I lied. "Could I come in and get them?"

He scratched his head for a short time and answered:"Ehm... yeah of course,  why not."

He opened the door further and stepped aside, I walked past, he closed the door.

"So where did you leave-", I pressed my lips against his when he turned around to talk to me. I wanted to feel them and his body in action before I would become them. I took the syringe I prepared with skinsuit serum and stabbed it in his butt.

He pushed me to the ground while he removed the syringe from his butt.

"What the f**k did you do?", he said, starting to walk towards the bathroom holding his stomach as if he has to throw up when it started to happen.

His right foot deflated, followed shortly by his left one leaving two thick wool socks and a beautiful pair of brown leather boots on the floor. He fell down pulling with a slight scream, now pulling himself towards the bath.

I saw how his muscular legs started to deflate, leaving his brown cargo pants and to my surprise a jockstrap behind.

After that everything went so fast, both arms, his well build torso and his head deflated when a black, slimey goo crawled through his nose and face onto the ground. That was Mr. Reid. I took an empty jar from the kitchen and returned to the black goo laying next to the big pile of skin in a shirt. I scooped the goo into the jar and towards something more important: the skinsuit.

I grabbed it and by the head and lifted it up from the ground. The feet still touched the ground as he was 6 inches toller than me. His shirt fell to the ground revealing his now deflated hairy chest. I turned it around, laid it onto a desk and stripped. I could already smell his sweat and that turned me on. I started to stretch his hole so I can get in, head first I had to wiggle a bit around to get confortable in my new body but shortly after everything sort of snapped into place. Looking through my new eyes I stood up from the table now towering at 6'2". I looked at the clock to see how much time I have to admire my new body but I had to find out shockingly that I only had 10 minutes until my best friend would be home. I quickly put the shirt back on, hid my boner in my jockstrap und put my pants back on followed by the thick socks and smelly boots.

I grabbed the goo from the jar and swallowed it to gain his memory. I saw his life running before my eyes, how his wife died, how he got closer to his son and that they sometimes fuck each other. Now I knew why my best friend thought so bad about my fantasies: he doesnt want his dead to fuck him and his jest friend.

I collected my old clothes and the syringe from the ground and threw them outside into the trash. Just in time because my best friend was just coming up the driveway.

He waved towards me as I shouted towards him:"Good afternoon son. How was school?"

"Not so good dad. Could we do our thing inside?", he answered.

I knew what he wanted to do and I was all in for it. I was thrilled to test this incredible body and thick cock.

Soccer babe

It was on vacation where my boyfriend broke up with me when I first saw him.

I was on my own at the beach, surrounded by strangers sunbathing. After the breakup I didn't feel comfortable in my body. I was short, a bit chubby and pale.

I sat in the shadows beneath a parasol, looking around for a new, hopefully gay, hunk, when I saw him coming out of the water. A beautiful, tall man, if I had to guess probably 6"3. He had nice abs, a great looking beard, chiseled jaw, tattoos and that special look on his face.

I snapped some pictures of him, so I'd never forget him. I watched him go past me, towards a woman. Sadly, that means that he wont take me as his boyfriend, I probably wouldnt have been his type either.

The rest of the vacation I've watched him as much as possible. I stalked him  in the lobby, when he ate dinner and when he went to the beach.

After vacation ended, the pictures I took of him, slowly became an obsession. I looked at them when I wanted to go to sleep, I ate with them and so on. I just wanted to be together with him.

One day, I found out that he is a soccer player, Olivier Giroud. I never really watched it because its not my type of sports but I started to watch it just because of him. I even bought an anual pass to watch his games live. I went so far to apply for a job where I took pictures of the games for magazins. It was a great time. I could be near him without him noticing my obsession.

But my obsession became worse after I saw him play so often. I wanted to feel him, touch him, be him! Or at least wanted him as my slave.

I searched day and night for a solution. I found spells to make someone a slave, but they required an agreement with the one who would become the slave. So that wasnt possible. I searched further und further until I found a swap spell on the darkweb. It sounded pretty easy and I'd have all his memories and abilities. I learned the spell and waited for the next game to happen.

The game started and I looked for an opportunity to work my magic. Fifty minutes in and no opportunity had arisen until Olivier made a header and got hurt.

He fell to the ground and tried to stand up.

But he couldnt. Paramedics came to get him off the field. Even his coach worried about him. The paramedics brought Olivier into the locker. That was my chance.

I had stolen a crew key which I now wore on a lanyard to get closer to him. Nobody questioned my stay in the building because of the key. I waited for the paramedics to leave Olivier alone to sneak in.

Olivier didnt noticed when I got into the locker as he started to take of his soccer kit starting with the cleats.

I sneaked up on him and knocked him out. I stripped him off his other shoe and sock, his shorts, jockstrap and jersey. I took some ropes out of my bag and tied him up. I stripped myself completely naked and put on his sweaty soccer clothes. I kneeled in front of him and played the scenario through in my head, one last time: I'd chant the spell, suck him off, wake up in his body and shout for help. He would be in my body confused and when security comes into the room, it would look like he tied me up to have some fun.

I chanted the spell and brought my head in position to give him a blowjob. I was so close that I could smell his sweat.

My lips closed around his big soft dick. My tongue played with the tip of his dick and it became hard very fast. Faster than I thought it would be. I played further with it and started to suck. His body started to cramp, his muscles twitching. His warm nectar of life ran down my throat. I sucked him dry and stood up.

I didnt felt a thing. I was scared. What is, if it doesnt work? I started to panic right before I collapsed. When I opened my eyes again, I could see my old, pale body standing in front of me in a soccer kit.

I was amazed. I felt how tightly I tied the ropes around his muscles. I felt how my muscles fought against them. I tried to free myself but I couldnt. As I looked up again I could see my old body looking at me with a tilted head. He kneeled down and came closer towards my new cock.

"Security! Help me! Security!", I shouted. Olivier in my old body backed away.

"Wait a minute... that is my voice...", he whispered in confusion.

The doors swing open and four guards come in. One whispered "What the fuck is going on."

"Wait, I can explain.", Olivier said. "Well, not really as I dont really know what happened."

"You can tell us everything on your way to your cell.", one guard said, while he handcuffed him and lead him away with a second guard.

Another lifted my old clothes from the ground and said:"We'll bring your soccer kit back as soon as possible."

The other one untied me and apologized that they didnt notice the entruder. Then they left.

I was finally alone. I sniffed my smelly armpits, touched my abs and flexed my arms. As I finished I took a shower. I grabbed some fresh clothes and put them on. Some otc socks, a black washed out jeans, a red and white checkered shirt and a leather jacket.

As I put on my shoes, a guard comes in and hands me my used soccer kit with the cleats and jockstrap.

I put everything in a bag and search for the advise the paramedics gave Olivier in his memories. He should drive home to get some rest as he could have gotten a concussion. So I grabbed my things and left the building.

The first months with Oliviers wife were dificult as I'm gay. We sorted it out and we agreed that I shouldnt talk about Olivier now being bisexual. She is okay with the fact that Olivier is now dating men and she supports him/me now more than ever in regards to everything. Even soccer. In public we still show ourselves as a couple in love.

"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.

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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