Inside The Alpha

Inside The Alpha

This story is a request from @malemuscularbodyswap​. If you have a story idea you’d like me to write, feel free to send it in here!

After days of scouring the internet, William was finally able to locate something of magical value one morning before work. He had been on the search for something to help him gain the body of his dream man, a buff man named Cody. Sure, it was the best friend of William’s husband Steve, but that did not deter William from his plans. In fact, it kind of turned on the older man to imagine himself in the body of a buff bodybuilder. 

As he got ready in the bathroom, he smiled as he had finally discovered the location of an ancient bracelet that was rumored to have magical abilities. To his surprise, the item was conveniently located just a few towns over at a museum, which worked out quite well for William. Being one of the heads of the town’s art museum, William was able to convince the small town museum to trade the basic silver bracelet for a few months in exchange for a popular painting. Feeling that the deal was a no-brainer, the other museum quickly agreed to the trade and prayed that the loaned painting would hopefully help draw attendance.

Heading into his job, William immediately grabbed the painting off of the walls and drove to the nearby town, his foot tapping anxiously as he awaited the arrival of the bracelet. Once the young and frail nerdy man brought the bracelet to William, the awkward man grew uncomfortable as he watched the older man practically salivating over the old and weathered piece of metal. Wanting to just move on with his day, the man dropped the bracelet in William’s hand and quickly took his painting and ran off to figure out an ideal display location.

Once William got to his car, he screamed and laughed in joy as he now had the prime magical relic to bring his dreams to life. He gingerly took the bracelet and placed it around his wrist, surprised at just how form-fitting it was as it somehow fastened into place. Not wanting to waste any time, William quickly phoned Cody and asked if he wanted to come over and use Steve’s home gym while he was working. Given the fact that Steve had state of the art equipment, the aspiring bodybuilder jumped at the opportunity and said he’d be over in an hour or so. With the plan now in motion, William drove home with a devilish grin pulled from cheek to cheek, excited about what was to come. 

Pulling into his driveway, William caught sight of Cody and his black Mustang parked out on the curb. From the various stories that Steve had told William, it seemed like the car was the perfect chick magnet for the unfortunately straight Cody. “Not for long…” William whispered to himself, smiling as he imagined what would happen if this bracelet truly worked like that occult forum said it would.

Parking his compact smart car into his garage, William stepped out of the car and turned towards his husband’s best friend. “Hey man, are you ready to go workout?” he asked, which prompted the buff jock to excitedly agree, a dopey grin spreading onto his face. Opening the door to the house, William allowed Cody to walk in first, which allowed William to get a close inspection of his future body. 

With his shaggy brown hair, William was envious of Cody given the fact that the older man’s hair had been quickly turning gray and balding. Despite the fact that William had a thick mustache and facial hair, he was still quite envious of the dark brown stubble that adorned Cody’s face. In a thin tank top, William licked his lips as he stared at the wide biceps and bulging pectorals that were clearly showcased. There was a severe jealousy towards Cody and his built physique that Steve had known about for a while now. William had desired to become a regular gym-goer like Steve and Cody, but after months of attempting with no ability to lose his flab, William gave up on the concept and just tried to embrace his chubbier physique. He knew that his husband wasn't upset with his build, but he had a goal of becoming the best he could be despite his age, so seeing Cody nonstop only fueled his self-hatred. Staring down at his right arm, William took note of the tattoos adorning Cody’s forearm, which only added to the intimidation factor of the hulking man. 

Even though his physical appearance was intimidating, William knew from the stories that his husband told that Cody had quite the cockiness. When paired with his anger issues, Cody was quite the intimidator in the gym. He demanded control of the gym, which Steve never complained about since it allowed him and Cody to work out on any machine they wanted, any time they wanted. Whenever a steroid-infused asshole was intimidating to a female gym goer, Cody wasn’t afraid of going up to him and making sure that the men leave the women alone. Sometimes it might become physical, but Cody’s bulk allowed him to easily subdue any asshole and teach him a lesson while embarrassing him in front of the entire gym. Sure, it also helped land those ladies in his bed, but that was just an unintended side effect of his innate masculinity.

However, despite these impressive qualities, he had no real spatial awareness or was ill-prepared for surprise attacks. This was clearly evident as he walked into the living room, with William rushing behind him. Pushing his braceleted arm out, the chubby man watched as his hand slid right into the wide back of his husband’s best friend. “UNghhHhhh!” Cody groaned, unsure of what was going on. It was a weird sensation, but it wasn’t as if he was in any searing pain that alerted him to something nefarious. His bulging arms attempted to reach behind and scratch the source of sensation, but all he found was the upper stub of William’s arm pushing out from his back. “What the fuck?!” Cody cried out, attempting to flail around and pull William out and stop whatever he was trying to do.

Knowing his time was running out before the buff man would be able to stop him, your husband quickly began to push in. He slid further into the bulky body, causing Cody to stop what he was doing and groan once more at the sensations coursing through his body. “Sorry young man, but I need this body!” William stated, his last words causing Cody’s last remaining thoughts to be of intense confusion. Before Cody could do anything, William pushed completely into his new body, sealing himself inside of it. With two bodies now fighting for control, the muscular body slumped down onto the ground as a battle of two consciousnesses occurred.

For William, there was a moment of darkness before he suddenly began to regain his senses one-by-one. At first it was hearing, as William heard the automatic air freshener in the living room go off. Of course, the next sense he regained was scent as he smelled the odor of apples and cinnamon waft through the air. Opening his eyes, William’s vision regained as he found himself lying face down on the large shag rug that adored the living room. Wobbling, William reached out and grabbed onto the top of the couch as he pulled himself up back into an upright position. Looking around, he was surprised by just how tall he seemed. He licked his lips, tasting the flavor of beer. Given that William was exclusively a wine drinker, it was clear that something magical had definitely happened. Looking down at himself, he caught sight of the bulging pectorals that were now jutting out of his chest. “Holy shit, it worked!” William cried out, following that declaration up with a chuckle as he heard his new voice. 

To finally verify that all of his senses had been regained, William wasted no time touching his new body, feeling the buff musculature that he now possessed. “Wow…” he said as his hands reached below his waist to check out his new equipment. Not only was it already rock hard, which William assumed was from the pleasure of him sliding into Cody’s body, but it was also incredibly impressive. It was no wonder to William now how the straight man was able to satisfy so many women.

However, before he could react any further and undress into the house, he was interrupted by a cough coming from his left side. He turned, his eyes meeting a classy looking woman holding a clipboard. “Excuse me, would you like to continue the tour or no?” She asked, her face contorting into a look of annoyance. Due to the sudden appearance of the woman, William began to look around in confusion. Staring at his previous living room, William’s mouth went wide as he realized that all evidence of his life here with Steve had been completely erased. Instead, it was now an open house for sale, which he was now seemingly taking a tour of. All of the photos that adorned the various tables and desks had been changed, replaced with simple stock images. “Uh… I think I’m good…”  the new Cody said, scratching his head as he walked out of the now empty garage. He fished out his keys from his jeans, quickly unlocking the car and entering his new Mustang. As he sat into the driver's seat, William began to theorize about what was going on and how big of an impact the possession had on the world…

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For the most part, it had been a normal day for Steve. With only thirty minutes to go at his job as a personal trainer, he was eager to get home and relax. Despite having spent the entire day in the gym, he was adamant about getting home, destressing with a home workout, and spending some personal time with his husband William. As he headed into the bathroom after finishing up with his final client, the man began to take a few selfies to send to his husband. Sure, his husband wasn’t as physically fit as he was, but Steve knew that William would love to see his buff body stretching out his workout shirts.

However, as he snapped some selfies, a huge migraine suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. He groaned in discomfort as he tried to head into the locker room to grab some medicine from his gym bag, opening up his phone to try and call an ambulance if it got worse to the point of collapsing. But as he opened up his phone and stared at his home screen, he began to notice the photo somehow warping. It was a lovely photo of him and his husband William on vacation in Costa Rica a few years ago, but with each passing second, William was slowly fading out of the picture. To his surprise, Steve could only watch as a new person filled the void his husband left… his best friend Cody. “Whoa… what the fuck?” Steve muttered, unsure of what was going on. To try and remedy this, Steve quickly opened his photo app and scrolled through the various photos he had taken of him and his husband.

Despite knowing that his husband was with him during these events, the photos disagreed completely as no photo had any evidence of William’s existence. Instead, the photos either showed Steve alone in a tropical locale or with his best friend Cody, flexing and showcasing wide grins. “This can’t be happening…” Steve said as he quickly began to grab his gym bag and rush off to try and get home and verify that his husband wasn’t somehow removed from existence. 

By the time the clock signaled the end of Steve’s shift, the man was already out the door and speeding off to his house. However, as Steve drove down the street and approached his house, it was clear that this house was no longer his. Looking towards the address that Steve had lived in for years, he could only watch in disbelief as he saw the empty house and a large “For Sale” sign posted in the yard.

With nowhere else to go, the only possible place Steve could think about going was the apartment building where his best friend Cody resided. As he ascended the staircase and knocked on the door, Steve breathed a sigh of relief as the buff physique of his best friend opened the door and greeted him. “Oh thank god!” Steve said, rushing into the apartment and pacing around the living room. Before Cody could even say a word, Steve began to recount his day and discuss all of the strange occurrences that he experienced. Cody stays calm throughout the entire thing, which only made the increasingly paranoid Steve worry that his best friend had also been affected by whatever is going on.

However, once Steve finished speaking, his intimidating best friend began to speak, saying a simple “Yeah, it’s been a crazy day right?”. Looking in disbelief, Steve asked him to explain what he meant by that statement. Was it possible that his best friend was somehow not affected by the changes as well? Cody obliges, where he then begins to calmly state the fact that he’s actually Steve’s husband. Steve of course refuses to believe it, but as he begins to talk about how he finally found a way to get Steve’s best friend’s body, the man begins to grow more and more convinced. William then talks about the power of the bracelet that he got from work, declaring that it somehow rewrote history to erase his real body and life from history. He assumed that he would be the only one unaffected, but he was relieved to find that Steve was also spared from the memory changes. As a result, he asks his former husband to describe how he felt the reality shift occur. Steve then begins to mention the entire situation, the various pains he felt all over his head and how he caught the photos changing while he tried to get some medicine. “Well, you must have been made immune to the changes when you caught sight of the photos shifting” Steve’s former husband / new best friend states, which makes sense to Steve as he begins to remember the headache going away once he saw the changing images. 

With the situation now explained, Steve watches as Cody stands up and begins to stretch, showcasing his strong build. He catches the man staring, which causes him to chuckle and look down towards Steve. “You like what you see huh? Come here then…” he says, his deep voice going into a growl that causes Steve to shiver. It was incredible just how dominant Cody innately was with his various qualities. Sure, Steve was aware that he had a crush on his buff friend, but he knew that he could never be with Cody due to both his sexuality and his marriage to William. But now, seeing William now in control of Cody’s buff body, Steve grinned as he realized that it opens the door for plenty of possibilities for him to fulfill his fantasies with no guilt. 

Not wanting to delay, Steve gets off the couch and peels off Cody’s tight tank top, which causes him to do the same to the flustered man. However, to showcase his strength, he grips onto Steve’s workout shirt and tugs, somehow ripping the fabric off of his own buff body. Coming up behind him, Steve wraps his hands around Cody, his hands moving towards Cody’s chest and gripping onto those glorious pectorals that Steve had always been jealous of. “You like that huh? Keep going then…” Cody says, which causes Steve’s dick to twitch as he continue to give in and admire his husband’s new buff body. 

By this point, Steve is now completely transfixed by his now-dominant husband ordering him to admire his best friend’s body. Now completely malleable, Steve allows “Cody” to lead the way, commanding him to remove his pants and admire every inch of his body. Steve begins to leak as he pulls down his best friend’s pants and watches as Cody’s thick and long cock reveals itself to you. “Touch it...” William says, which Steve does immediately. He begins to run his hands along the shaft, which causes Steve to realize that his best friend truly was intimidating in many different ways. Not only did he have the body that everyone thirsted for, but he had the dick that would make every man envious. Wrapping his hands around Cody’s ass, Steve began to imagine fucking his husband in the pert and muscular ass he now possesses. However, based on the way that William is manhandling Steve and leading him to worship parts of his new body, it seems like that alpha personality is rubbing off on William. Unfortunately, that caused Steve to realize that this most likely meant that he would become the new bottom in the relationship.

“Admire these guns babe…” William says, flexing his biceps for his husband as a cocky grin manifests onto his face. By this point, it was clear that William knew that Steve was putty in his hands, so he was going to use it to his advantage. By this point, Steve’s hands are running rampant in exploring Cody’s buff body and feeling the thick musculature that William now possesses. “I think I could stay here permanently… what do you think bro?” William continues, winking towards Steve as he looks up at his husband in complete lust and nods his head.

Suddenly, William grabs onto Steve with ease, pulling him off the ground. As a result, Steve quickly wraps his legs around the hulking man, looking like a koala wrapped around a large tree. William easily walks with Steve clinging onto him, leading the smaller man into his new bedroom. Sure, it was quite a bummer for Steve to lose his dream house and downgrade to an apartment, but what can you expect between two bros who work low-level jobs that allow both of the men to focus more on their professional bodybuilding prospects?

As Steve’s husband throws him onto the bed and pulls his pants off, Steve begins to ponder about just how well William has adapted to the whole situation. It’s true that William told Steve previously that he admired and wished to have a body like Cody’s, but William is embracing this new sexual alpha personality with incredible ease. Looking around, Steve catches sight of William staring at the scantily clad woman plastered onto the posters adorning the wall. Based on Steve’s observations, it seemed to the man that some aspects of Cody’s personality and William’s were mixing, turning him into a bisexual man able to admire both of the sexes. This was totally fine with Steve, but the one concern he had was in regards to how much of William’s personality was being sacrificed to be in this body. Steve hated the idea of losing the best qualities of his husband and gaining the worst parts of Cody’s douchey personality, but as Steve began to feel the thick rod of Cody’s cock slide into his ass, all of those quandaries went out the window. 

Who cares when he’s got a cock that great right?

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Rent-A-Stripper

“Uh oh… looks like the stripper’s here!” someone loudly shouted out. As he let out some hoots and hollers, the noisy room immediately grew quiet. In an impressive synchronization, everyone’s heads quickly spun around as their eyes directed right onto the shirtless torso of the late stranger. While the hunky man rubbed some oil onto his body, no one even questioned who hired the stripper or even where the best man that had thrown this party had gone. The only thing on their minds were the intense levels of lust they had for the newest arrival to the party. If only they had known that the buff stripper was in fact the nerdy best man...  

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Just a few hours prior, Peter, the nerdy best man, had received a package in the mail from some new stripper service that he had ordered off of a website from a few days prior. The company was seemingly just created as they offered a grand opening discount for Peter upon his entrance into the site. While perusing through the gallery, he took note of all the men and women of different races and body types. Despite knowing that he needed a man for his best friend Keith’s bachelor party, it was still quite hard for Peter to narrow down who he wanted to perform. Peter knew that Keith had quite the hard-on for the cocky jock types, so he was trying desperately to find someone that evoke the same kind of vibe. Reaching the last page, he was losing confidence on finding the right person to do this party. But when his cursor hovered over the profile of Cody, he felt like he had struck gold. 

With well-maintained hair, a buff physique, and the cocky grin displayed on his profile photo, Peter knew that Cody was the only option to perform at his best friend’s party. Ever since high school, Keith had always told him how much he thirsted over the types of guys that looked like this. Given it was his best friend’s last night of freedom, he decided it was the least he could do for Keith. It made Peter smile at the thought of giving Keith the ability to fulfill his fantasy before he was married off to his twinky fiancé Lincoln. So, in his haste, he ignored reading any more information about the stripper and immediately paid for it with his credit card. Given how hot the man was, he didn’t want someone else to snatch Cody. Within minutes, an email confirmed his purchase and stated that the stripper was reserved for a day and that a package would be sent containing all of the necessary materials.

With just a few hours now until the party, Peter began to grow more and more anxious as he had heard nothing involving the stripper’s arrival. He emailed the company, who only confirmed that the stripper would be there for the party. As if on cue, a knock on the door made him jump up in shock. When he opened the door, he wasn’t greeted by the sexy visage of the stripper but rather a delivery man with a hefty box sat on the doorstep. Assuming that the box must be the stripper’s materials, Peter signed to receive the heavy box and dragged it into his place. 

Feeling the heft of the box, Peter grew unsure as to why the stripper required so many materials for a simple bachelor party routine. Curious to see what was inside, he grabbed his car keys and sliced through the tape and opened the flaps of the box. Immediately, Peter gasped in shock as he came face to face with the face of Cody laying face up. However, the expression on his face lacked any life and his skin looked odd. Fearing that the stripper was somehow dead, he gingerly poked the shriveled up man. However, upon touching the man, he grew incredibly confused as he felt the rubber-like sensation of the stripper’s skin.

In shock, he grabbed the shoulders of the stripper and pulled upwards as he realized he was staring at the lifeless husk of his requested stripper. Despite the body being hollowed out, there was still intense weight within the husk. Upon taking the skinsuit completely out of the box, a piece of paper flew in the air and landed at Peter’s feet. Unsure where to place the suit, he rested the suit across the length of his couch and bent downwards. Upon grabbing the note, he was desperate for answers and began to read through the contents of the note.

Thank you for renting Cody!

For this 24 hour rental, this skinsuit will allow you to seamlessly gain the body you chose. To use it, please undress completely and pull your body into the suit. Upon allowing the suit to cover every inch of your skin, the suit’s outer layer will merge with your body and give you complete sensory control as if you truly are them. 

We hope you enjoy your purchase!

Peter’s eyes went wide as he realized what he had rented. He dropped the note and rushed over his computer to check out the website he used to purchase it. Eager to get answers, Peter sent several emails and did a series of calls to customer service. However, the calm customer service representatives stated that he was unable to get a refund due to his complete negligence in terms of reading the profile of Cody or even the site as a whole. The profile description clearly stated that it was a suit rental, so he scolded himself for rushing into this purchase that left him out $200.

Looking at the clock and realizing that time was running out, Peter knew that he would be unable to get a real stripper within the next couple hours for the party. “He better be fucking thankful that I care so much about him…” Peter huffed as he stared at the suit spread out on the couch and gave in. A gay bachelor party would be a total bomb without a stripper and Peter didn’t want to ruin his best friend’s party. 

Despite how strange and peculiar this was, Peter began to undress. As the clothes were peeled off of his body, he couldn’t help but look at the body on the couch. Even as a lifeless husk, Cody was much more intimidating and attractive than Peter. Looking down at himself, he stared at his pale frame and frowned. While staring at Cody’s chiseled abs, Peter’s fingers ran across his torso and curved around the beginner gut that he had spent months concealing with baggier clothing. Peter couldn’t help but find it funny that his torso was hairier than Cody’s, but as he stared, he couldn’t deny that the random tufts of hair on his chest and stomach weren’t intimidating in the slightest.

Now fully nude, Peter shook his head at the unbelievable situation he found himself in. With no other options, he grabbed the hefty suit and turned it around to search for some sort of opening to slide into. However upon his inspection, he found no clear hole to enter. Not having any other options, Peter awkwardly grabbed the mouth of the skin suit and began to stretch it out to abnormal levels. Figuring that this was the only option, he sat onto the couch and continued tugging on the mouth. With several attempts, he tried to move his feet towards the insanely agape mouth. After several moments of struggling, he was able to navigate both of his feet into the interior of the suit. It was strange due to the fact that the suit felt incredibly warm. The farther he navigated his feet down into the appropriate sections of the suit, he felt the suit adjusting to make his legs perfectly fit into the hollow legs of Cody. 

With the suit perfectly attached at the knee-level, Peter curiously looked down and wiggled his toes, watching the larger feet move in response. It was shocking, but as he looked at the clock, he knew he didn’t have time to fool around and take as much time as he wanted. His legs continued to push further into the suit until he was firmly attached from below the crotch. He took one last look at his unimpressive package and pulled the suit over it. Watching the crotch, he watched as the collapsed husk that was Cody’s penis quickly filled up and became lifelike as it took on its appropriate shape.

Grabbing the suit once more, he continued to pull up and watched as his gut disappeared from existence and a series of hunky abdominal muscles replaced it. With his body being entirely Cody’s from below the chest, Peter slid his arms into the flaccid arm sockets and watched as they grew firm and he regained movement of his new arms. In his continued haste, he took a deep breath as he grabbed the remaining loose section of the suit situated around his neck. He took one last look with the last remaining part of his real body and pulled the suit up and over his own head.

In an instant, his vision went black as his head morphed and transformed so it could perfectly fit into the head of the stripper. Eventually, his eyes were able to open once more and he realized that the process was complete. It was over and now he was completely in the suit… He was Cody now. He twisted his arms as he looked at his newfound biceps and grinned as he threw them into a flex and watched the muscle bulge out in response.

Looking downward, his hands gripped onto his new package and stared at the long cock that now was in his possession. As his hands moved up and down the rapidly firming manhood, he chuckled and just imagined how much fun he could have at the clubs if he had a body like this. This was the type of dick that would even make the biggest male porn stars envious. “This body is smoking hot!” he said, his dick twitching in response as he heard the deep new voice he now had rather than his original nasally one.

A jingle from his wall clock alarmed him that he had 30 minutes until the party officially began. His dick quickly softened in response as he rushed back to the box and tried to see if there were any clothes that he could wear. As he searched through the box, the only clothes he discovered was a pair of black briefs and a pair of jeans. Along with the clothes, Peter grabbed a small body of oil that would definitely show off his new frame. 

After quickly throwing on the clothes, he grabbed his keys and sped off in his car. The location of the party was a good 45 minutes away from his place, but with a body like this, Peter figured that it would be fine to make a fashionably late entrance…

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“So, who’s the groom-to-be huh?” Peter asked, flashing a wide smile and outstretching his arms. While the audience of the party cheered for the groom to come up to the front, another secondary change began to happen for Peter. The company that he had rented this stripper from prided themselves on realistic strippers in both body and mind. So, they included a special type of solution to give any wearers the perfect personality to match their body choice. Whenever there was a request for a stripper, the company slyly put this formula into the bottle of oil, the same bottle of oil that Peter had just spread all over his body. It didn’t take long before the solution was at work and rewriting Peter’s shy personality. By the time Keith had made it up to the front, shyness and modesty was out the door and replaced with a cocky demeanor of a man who loved to show off his hunky body.

This was abundantly clear when Peter locked eyes with the blushing groom. He looked down and stared at the slight tenting occurring in the man’s pants and chuckled. “Well, do you like what you see?” he asked, throwing his arms and flexing for Keith. “Uh yeah, you look amazing…” Keith said, still bashful and awkward about what was going on. As the soon-to-be married man stared at the stripper in front of him, he couldn’t deny his attraction to the man. He had to give it to Peter, he sure knew how to pick out the perfect stripper for him. Keith just felt bad that Peter wasn’t here to enjoy the sight of the hunky stripper as well.

With firmness, Peter pulled the man closer and grabbed onto his arms. He placed Keith’s arms onto his biceps and flexed for him, chuckling as Keith ran his hands along the muscles in a transfixed state of lust. Taking his hands once more, Peter led Keith down his torso and let his fingers flow up and down as they ran across his rippled abs. Peter chuckled as Keith’s hands accidentally ventured lower and his fingers gingerly ran across the semi-hard cock concealed within denim. 

“How about we go somewhere more private?” Peter said as he flashed the cocky grin that he rightfully assumed would have the reserved man quaking in his boots. With no resistance whatsoever, the stripper pulled on Keith’s arm and led him up the stairs. The crowd continued to hoot and holler in encouragement as the nervous man looked back with bright pink cheeks and lost puppy dog eyes.

Leading the engaged man into a random bedroom, Peter threw Keith onto the bed and kneeled on top of him. “So, what would you like to do huh? I’m up for anything…” Peter said as he grinded against Keith’s throbbing crotch. “Um… I-, I don’t know. I’m not sure what to do…” Keith said with a face that showcased expressions of both anxiety and lust. Peter continued to grind on the man and pulled the man’s arms up to touch his torso. “Feel free to grab anywhere you’d like. I don’t mind…” Peter said as the man grew more and more flustered by just how attractive and open the stripper was with him. 

However, things soon took a turn that the stripper was not expecting at all. “No, stop please!” Keith screamed out, causing Peter to move to the side and allow the awkward man to sit up and pace around the room. “I’m… I’m sorry but I can’t do this. I appreciate the fact that they hired you but I’m not comfortable enough for this. Feel free to go back to the party or go home, but I can’t do this…” He said as he rushed past the jock and ran into the connected bathroom. 

As Keith slammed the door behind him, Peter was left in awe at what had just happened. The stripper persona had never had something like this before and it left him needy for appreciation and respect. When he heard the man’s quiet sobs from inside the bathroom, he took that as his sign to get out of there. He was a stripper not a therapist, so he knew he wouldn’t be able to help the flustered man deal with his issues. Exiting the bedroom, the pulsating beats of the music downstairs beckoned to him. Based on all of the looks he got upon his arrival, Peter knew that he would be able to get the levels of admiration he desired from those other partygoers.

Walking back into the party after that disappointing private show, Peter was desperate for the partygoers to notice his re-appearance. “Hey bros, in which direction is the alcohol?” Peter said as he flexed once more and jokingly pointed into various directions. The real Peter would have been ashamed of his behavior, but the Cody persona that had infiltrated his mind lived for it. Within moments, a sea of men had begun to crowd around him offering tons of drinks. He chuckled and grabbed a beer before taking a swig. “Ah, that hits the spot. Poor Keith couldn’t hang with me, but I’m still in the mood to show off my goods if you fellas are interested…” he said with a lustful tone. It usually wasn’t his style to hook up with the partygoers, but he got paid to make the party a hit. It’s not his fault that the groom-to-be was too reserved to enjoy his private show. If he can’t make him happy, he’d be more than willing to make the rest of the party happy instead. Plus, this party had quite the few hunks here, so Peter wouldn’t mind spending some intimate time with the partygoers.

With one more attempt to draw in any potential suitors, Peter flexed once more for his lustful fans. One-by-one, they slowly approached the stripper and began to rub his body. As they admired each and every muscle, Peter’s own manhood began to grow firm until it began to wage a war against the tight constraints of his jeans. From there, Peter soon found himself on a whirlwind of passion and lust. Massaging his muscles turned into slapping his ass, which turned the mass admiration session into a much more sexual game. Peter’s tongue soon grazed the mouths of every horny partygoer, and in response, their mouths soon moved further south to pleasure the cocky jock. 

Upon his arrival back into his apartment the next afternoon, Peter grew incredibly drowsy and gave up on reaching his bed. Looking for a quick alternative, the intoxicated and lewd man immediately passed out on the couch. After a passionate night of lust with several men, Peter felt quite worn out. It was no surprise that he was out as soon as his head hit the couch cushion. While unconscious, the man slept for hours until he had unknowingly passed the time limit of his 24-hour rental. With no more time remaining, the suit began to start the process of rejecting its host. It took only a few minutes before the suit had spit out the average nerd and fallen onto the floor.

By the time Peter woke up, Peter’s original personality had completely re-emerged. This was abundantly clear by his bashful gasp as he woke up and discovered his complete nudity on his couch. However, despite the real Peter not being directly involved in the events of the previous night and the intense intoxication while in the suit, he was somehow able to retain all of the memories of his 24 hours of fun. 

As Peter replayed the events over and over in his head, he couldn’t deny the fact that he wanted to have another opportunity to try these suits out. Despite his reservations about the mental changes he realized he had encountered, he was eager to try it once more. Thinking about it, he pondered the idea of becoming Cody once more or trying someone new. Maybe he’d try out a female body instead and live life on the other side of the gender spectrum. Like Keith, he too enjoyed thirsting over straight men, so the idea of hooking up with one of those guys was incredibly intriguing to him. He was sure he could find a girl suit that would be irresistible to the type of jock he just was. Upon returning to the website to take a closer look, Peter realized that his possibilities were endless. However, there was one thing that he knew for sure, his next purchase from the site would be sooner rather than later...

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Understanding Each Other - Part I

Austin groaned as the bright morning light invaded his bedroom, hitting him directly in the eyes. With the slight burning growing hotter and hotter onto his face, he slowly opened his eyes in annoyance as he prepared to get up and fix the curtains. As he began to squirm in bed and prepare to get up, he grew slightly alarmed by what he was feeling. It had apparently been a rough night based on the dull discomfort that had spread all across his body. 

Despite his best attempts at trying to find a reason for this, he continued to come up with no theories. He hadn’t even had an intense workout last night, so something about this last night’s sleep had fucked him up more than the gym. In fact, it had been so bad that he had somehow flipped sides of the bed, now residing in the spot where his girlfriend of 5 years, Becca, usually sat. Finally sitting up completely, Austin absentmindedly brushed his hair away from his head as he pulled his feet off the side of the bed. “Wait... I don’t have long hair…” Austin thought to himself, his mind’s confusion being delayed from his body’s dazed nature.

Before Austin could force his hands to move up and try to remedy this new hair dilemma, his eyes darted towards the open doorway as the sound of the creaking wood floors startled him. As he looked towards the source of the sound, his eyes went wide as he found himself now looking directly at his own body. “Hey babe, sleep well?” his doppelganger stated, chuckling as the clone moved slowly towards the bed. “Huh? Wha- what’s going on?” Austin said, his mind breaking through the haziness finally. His eyes frantically searched around the room, growing increasingly more alert as he took in his surroundings.

Looking down, Austin’s surroundings quickly grew a lot more confusing as a set of perky breasts greeting him instead of the ripped pectorals that he usually had. “Holy shit!” Austin exclaimed, watching as his chest heaved with each breath, further showing off his new assets. In disbelief, the man moved his hands towards the foreign growths, watching in complete awe as a pair of thin, well-manicured hands quickly lifted up and moved towards his chest. 

“Hey, stop playing with my tits!” the hulking man said to Austin, revealing that his body was now being operated by his girlfriend. “You have to get up and get ready for the gym. I have a busy day planned for you...” Becca said, her now-husky voice echoing across the room. To Austin’s surprise, the newly-feminized man found his former voice quite intimidating. As the body-snatched man began to obey Becca’s order and awkwardly walk into the bathroom, he began to think about a lot of things. Firstly, he found himself incredibly uncomfortable with the swinging and bouncing sensations that his new breasts now gave. It was crazy to feel it with each passing step, so much so that Austin actually wished that he was wearing a bra to save himself from the feeling. As he crossed his hands across his bulging chest, Austin began to think back to the night before and the huge fight that he had had with Becca.

For the most part, the day prior had been a fairly normal day. Austin had woken up, did his live morning workout with his Instagram followers, and then had a hearty brunch. After that, he had headed off to the gym to both have a routine workout at the extremely popular gym in his area. As an aspiring fitness influencer, Austin was eager to build his following to hopefully create a career and help him become a bodybuilder. He had been pursuing this dream for 3 years now, so despite the fact that he had already gained thousands of followers, Austin was eager to grow his fanbase further and be the best he could possibly be. However, once he had finished his workout that had also doubled as an impromptu photoshoot and checked his phone, it was clear that Becca wasn’t as excited about his devotion to his brand. As he read the sea of texts, he saw Becca begging him to come home, accusing him of loving his body more than her and threatening to leave if he wasn’t home immediately. 

Despite his annoyance at the situation, he was desperate not to lose his girlfriend of 5 years, so he quickly entered the locker room, skipped his usual shower, grabbed his gym bag, and rushed home. Of course, the fighting didn’t stop upon his arrival, it only grew in intensity as Austin walked into the door. Becca herself was an aspiring influencer, but she angrily stated that she was able to find a balance between work and real life. As a result, she was especially angry towards her partner for pushing her to the side and allowing his work to completely overtake his life. In fact, he had been so consumed that they hadn’t fucked in over a month, which Becca was quick to point out as she angrily threw his workout clothes and gear across the room. “I wish you knew what it was like… having to sit around and wait for you to just show up whenever you feel like it…” Becca stated, the words staggered as she sat on the corner of the bed to catch her breath. 

Although he knew that Becca was right in regards to her complaints, Austin grew annoyed that she didn’t understand what he was trying to do. “Babe, I’m trying to build a career, something that can sustain both of us! I wish you knew what it was like to have the constant pressure to make it happen for us…” Austin said, his voice firm as he sat on the other corner of the bed and looked towards his girlfriend. As they continued to speak about their situation and how they both needed to work on themselves, they soon grew tired from the eventful day. With Austin wrapping his big arms around his girlfriend, they both quickly fell asleep, which ultimately led to this morning’s grand surprise for Austin.

Upon entering the bathroom, Austin gasped as the sight in front of him confirmed the worst possible scenario. Instead of seeing his hunky visage, the body of his girlfriend was instead staring back at him. “I’ll leave you to go get ready… I’m heading off to the other bathroom.” Becca quickly said as she slammed the door and lumbered off, her footsteps loud and booming despite her departure from the bedroom.

Now alone, Austin was completely speechless as he realized that there was really nothing he could do about his situation. Somehow, his body had been swapped with his girlfriend after their fight, and despite his shock and fear, his girlfriend was embracing it fully. The way she domineered him into that bathroom and told him to get ready showed that this swap wasn’t something that she was phased by. She was adamant about teaching him a lesson last night, and Austin thought that she had gotten her wish since he viewed this as the worst possible punishment.

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As Austin continued to stare into the mirror at his new body, Becca had found her way into the other bathroom and had the complete opposite reaction. Instead of shock and speechlessness, Becca was clearly enjoying herself. Upon shutting the door, she peeled off the tank top that Austin had fallen asleep on and revealed the godly physique that Becca had often found herself admiring in the bedroom. 

Smiling, Becca flexed in the mirror and felt her built body in complete amusement. She had always heard that her family was magically gifted, but she never figured that it was real. Despite her innate ability to win lotteries and random giveaways, the concept of being able to manifest anything she desired was something she never thought about. But during their fight last night, being riddled with anger and jealousy had led her to give into those innate powers and as she stared at the mirror, she found that the results were rather impressive. 

Now in the bulking body of her boyfriend, Becca knew that she was going to have a wild time as the aspiring bodybuilding influencer. She had seen how all of the girls (and even some of the guys) looked at her partner in the gym, so the thought of experiencing that for herself was incredibly erotic to think about. Plus, punishing Austin and teaching him a lesson was quite the added bonus for stealing his body. Reaching into the deep pockets of Austin’s shorts, Becca quickly fished out Austin’s phone and unlocked it. To celebrate her successful plan, the body-snatching girlfriend began to take quick photos in succession and admire her new physique.

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While Becca was enjoying herself in her boyfriend’s body, Austin was still freaking out at the body he was now residing in. Every move he made had led to some weird sensation that felt entirely different from his formerly solid frame. At his new shorter height, he had to jump to reach something on top of the cabinet, which inherently led to his new breasts jiggling wildly due to having no bra on. Sitting down onto the edge of the bathtub, Austin pouted and tried to hold back his tears as he felt such incredible loss. Not only had he lost his body, but he had also lost every aspect of his masculinity as well. Peeking down the front of his shorts, tears began to flow down his face as he caught sight of his new genitalia and the dick that he now lacked.

“This is a fucking nightmare…” Austin said, cringing as he heard the sound of his girlfriend’s voice coming out of his throat. Before he could do anything else, Austin jumped as a loud bang occurred onto the bathroom door. “Hey, you ready yet? We need to go do our workouts so I can take some pictures” he heard from the other side of the door. “It’s time for you to get a chance to know what it’s like to be me… Becca” his former voice said from the other side of the door, chuckling as his girlfriend called Austin by his new name. 

Extremely worried about his girlfriend’s apparent powers and not wanting to feel any more of her wrath, Austin quickly undressed, leaning down as he turned on the shower and let it begin to heat up. Standing back up from the bathtub and looking into the mirror, Austin caught sight of his new body nude: the curvy figure, the perky tits, and the dick-less crotch glaring back at him. His hands touched his breasts, grabbing onto them and feeling their heft in his hands. He hated the sensation of how they hung off his chest, despite the fact that his body shivered in pleasure as his hands grazed across his sensitive nipples. As the steam fogged up the mirror and his view of his new body, Austin’s gaze was broken, causing the man to quickly hop into the shower and begin to wash his new body.

With the mane of long hair, Austin was stunned (but not surprised) by just how much time it took to shampoo and condition it in comparison to his short, nearly shaved hairstyle. Despite his reservations, Austin eventually gave in and lathered the soap across his crotch and ass, which was an entirely new situation. Feeling the pillowy ass that he had so often grabbed onto and slapped in the bedroom now on his own body was very strange, but there was seemingly nothing he could do to combat that. Soldering on, he quickly washed himself off, twisting the knob and wrapping a towel around himself to begin drying off.

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Becca was also taking her own shower, but this was (of course) the opposite experience as Austin. Becca was smiling giddy when she completely undressed, watching as Austin’s impressive cock revealed itself. Grabbing onto it, Becca chuckled as she felt it pulsate in her hand, her new genitalia quickly growing harder and harder by the second. Austin’s body was in quite pristine condition, so it made it fairly enjoyable for his girlfriend to find herself in. Stepping into the shower, she chuckled as she struggled to navigate with her wider proportions, her wide biceps constantly banging against the side of the shower.

Washing her body was a breeze in comparison to her other form, especially due to her shorter hair and lack of lady bits. She lathered the body wash against her thick pectorals and ran her hand up and down the washboard abs she now possessed, giggling at just how buff she now was. Her hands moved further down, rubbing onto the wide legs that showcased a built form that would have no struggle running in a marathon. Finally, her hands moved further up as she grasped onto her new cock, the soap lathering up the thick and girthy genitalia. She moaned, surprised at just how good it felt stroking herself. Not wanting the feeling to stop, she continued to do it, noticing how similar yet different it felt in comparison to the other times she had given Austin hand jobs. To her dismay, the body swap had led to Becca becoming temporarily hypersensitive, as it only took a few more strokes before she reached climax and began to coat the shower with her seed. As she washed the mix of jizz and soap off of her impressive physique, she panted with deep breaths due to the shock of her first male ejaculation. “I could get used to that…” Becca said between exhales, smiling as she heard the husky voice of her boyfriend coming out of her mouth. With her wash completed, Becca turned the knob and grabbed onto her towel and wrapped it around her waist, no longer having to worry about having her breasts on full display.

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While drying off in the bedroom, Austin was startled by the sudden opening of the bedroom door. He watched as his buff body appeared in the doorway, straining to fit in it due to the wide muscles that his girlfriend now possessed. “You’re not ready yet?” Becca stated, a clear sense of agitation displayed with her voice as she walked into the room with swagger. 

For Austin, he remained in the corner of the bedroom, awkwardly holding the towel against his breasts and trying his best to navigate around them. Before he could ask his girlfriend for help, he gasped as Becca dropped her towel and revealed her new body in all of its glory. He shielded his eyes at first, shocked by the sudden reveal at seeing another man naked. However, thinking about how it’s really his body, he slowly lowered his hand and caught sight of his body from an outsider’s perspective. 

Staring at the thick biceps that adorned her arms, Austin began to admire his former physique from afar. His body looked so good, especially with a view like this. This revelation however only added to Austin’s sadness as he longed to be back in his rightful body and be able to look down and see his buff pectorals instead of the perky breasts he now had. Austin was essentially starstruck with his former body as he watched Becca get dressed and cover up that physique with some grey sweatpants and a blue tank top. “I wonder how easily she could pick me up and kiss me…” Austin thought, which caused him to shake his head in bewilderment. Why would he think something like that? Were these feminine hormones overtaking his mind and making him thirst that severely for his old body? 

Desperate to stop fantasizing about his own body, Austin turned away from Becca and dropped his towel. With his feminine body completely exposed, he quickly rummaged through Becca’s dresser drawers to find some clothes for his workout. He found a sports bra, which he quickly pulled up and over his head. He had some struggles at first, especially when it came to securing his tits into it. It was incredibly strange to manhandle his tits into the clothing, but it was a necessary evil to avoid any future bouncing during his workout. After pulling on a pair of panties that perfectly concealed his feminine genitalia, he began to search for the perfect garments to wear. 

Not wanting to draw too much attention to himself, he quickly pulled out a black tank top and some black yoga pants and pulled them onto his body. Although he enjoyed his fair share of tight clothing to show off his former body, the tightness of his new clothing was a different kind that only made him feel extremely self-conscious. It was strange feeling the tightness of the yoga pants, especially as they wrapped around the barren crotch he now possessed. After a little bit of a struggle, he finally finished pulling his clothes on and turned around to face his partner.

Looking towards Becca, Austin saw that his former body had sat on the edge of the bed by this point, staring at him struggling to get dressed. “You finally figured it out huh?” Becca said, chuckling a hearty chuckle as Austin awkwardly frowned. “How did this happen? Why am I stuck in your body?” Austin said, his words attempting to be devoid of any weak emotions. He was over this situation and just wanted to find himself back in the body that was rightfully his.

Figuring it was time to reveal the truth, Becca began to discuss her family’s history and her innate ability to manifest anything she says. “You couldn’t have just asked for tons of money and fame and saved all of this trouble?” Austin said once Becca ended her story, to which Becca replied “But that wouldn’t have taught you a lesson would it?”

In response, Austin walked over to his girlfriend and dropped onto her knees, resting her arms on Becca’s wide thighs. “Please change us back… I’ll do anything!” Austin stated, attempting to remain calm and find a solution to please his powerful girlfriend. “Anything huh?” Becca said, which elicited a head nod from her boyfriend. “Well, if you’re willing to do anything, I have a little bet for you. You decided to ignore me to help build your social media following, so let’s have you try and do that all over again. Except this time, you’ll have to do it as Becca instead…” she stated, chuckling as Austin’s jaw dropped.

“But babe, you barely use social media! This isn’t fair!” he said, groaning as he remembered his girlfriend’s general disinterest in social media. It was a struggle to even convince her to get an Instagram account so he could tag her on their anniversary photos, so the concept of having to build a following for her as fast as possible sounded quite daunting.

“Well, if you want your body so bad, you’ll have to find a way. I’ve set the ground rules, it’s just up to you to follow through with it. I personally don’t mind becoming Austin permanently…” Becca said, throwing up her arm and flexing, showcasing the insane stolen biceps that the former Austin had spent years growing.

“Alright, I’ll do it. If that’s what it takes, I’ll play by your rules. There’s no way that I’ll just accept this body as my own. I spent years on those muscles and I won’t let you take them away from me!” Austin said, his voice attempting to sound serious and to the point. However, due to Becca’s timid nature and voice, it failed to make a huge impact on the real Becca, who just continued to chuckle and flex. 

“Sounds like a deal then babe!” Becca said, leaning down to Austin and pulling him in for a kiss. To Becca, she wasn’t really affected by the kiss, only focusing on the fact that she still wanted to show that she loved Austin despite his behavior. The body switcher also wanted to make sure that Austin behaved, so she did that kiss to seal the deal. However, for Austin, this was quite the personal discovery. As Becca got up and walked towards the bathroom, Austin sat there in awe at what he was feeling.

Despite knowing that he was solely straight and the fact that Becca was in his body, Austin couldn’t deny that he felt incredibly turned on by Becca’s kiss. The scratch of his body’s facial hair felt incredible and feeling his former lips against his new ones was incredibly erotic. Was he not as straight as he once thought? Was this just the result of feminine hormones flooding his body and mind? He was incredibly alarmed and couldn’t do anything but ponder the ramifications this swap would have on him while his girlfriend was in the bathroom.

From the bathroom, Becca dropped her pants and quickly began to take a piss, chuckling at just how easy it was to go to the bathroom now. It was much easier than having to sit down and wipe every time. Now she could just shake her incredibly impressive dick and tuck it back into her pants with ease. Still feeling quite turned on by her new body, Becca flushed the toilet and moved towards the bathroom mirror. After pulling out Austin’s phone, she quickly took some more selfies, quickly picking her favorite and posting it onto her story for all of her followers with the caption: Gym Time! 💪 

After washing her hands and absentmindedly flexing a few more times, Becca peered out of the doorway and looked at her boyfriend. It looked as if he was staring off into space, so Becca’s booming voice spoke to break Austin out of his trance. “You ready to go to the gym princess?” she said, chuckling as she watched her boyfriend jolt back to reality and turn his head towards Becca, a clear look of annoyance spread across his face.

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Becoming Royce Dunne

Sitting here in my chair, I take a deep breath as I push away from my desk and keyboard. After hours of writing and editing, I finally was able to complete another story for my blog. For some reason however, this story was quite the chore for me to get through. With all of my feeble attempts at trying to simulate the experience of a gym-goer, I found myself confused and unable to really engross myself in the world that my main protagonist was in. Thanks to the assistance of Google and YouTube though, I was able to fake it till I completed my best possible version of the story I was looking to tell. But even as I moved forward with the story, I still had slight annoyance at my problems with writing this story. But due to me not wanting to further delay my output, I quickly posted the story and went about the rest of my day.

Leaning further back, I aimlessly went about my day and pulled up close to my desk once more. Unsure of what to do, I just fell down a deep hole of binging random videos on YouTube and playing a few games to try and both stay awake and move out of writer mode. However, no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept going back to the new story and trying to better envision the gym lifestyle that I was attempting to replicate. Growing increasingly frustrated, I couldn’t help but think about how much better my stories could be if I had a lifestyle of a jock who loved going to the gym. Despite my enjoyment of transforming other people into their desires, I had never really used my abilities on myself. 

However, as I continue to ponder the possibilities of who I could become, I couldn’t help but be more and more swayed into eventually giving into my temptations. If I could become some sort of jock and gain the gym experience, I figured that it would only help my writing. I began to visualize myself in the gym in some sort of jock body, which immediately caused myself to grow increasingly turned on by the possibilities. Of course, it didn’t take much longer for me to finally make my mind up and decide to try this out. Despite my immediate boner begging me to get the transformation started, I soon began to ponder who I could possibly want to be for a short while. Deciding to go body hunting, I grinned as I pulled up multiple social media apps in an attempt to find the perfect match for what I’m desiring.

After several minutes of endlessly scrolling through my feed, I finally came across a man that I’d definitely love to be. Looking at the photos belonging to the Australian hunk Royce Dunne, I couldn’t help but begin to fantasize myself with a body like his. Scrolling through his feed and staring at the man’s incredibly buff physique, I knew that I’d enjoy every moment with a body like that. Like c’mon now, just look at the man...

Given that Royce is from Australia, I know automatically that I didn’t want to swap bodies. The concept of finding myself in an entirely new country was incredibly daunting and immediately left me growing anxious. As I continued to think about that, I remembered that the man was straight with a wife and kids. I wasn’t a kid person and the concept of having to fake it with a woman was not a pleasing thought, so if I could avoid dealing with all of that, the better it would be for everyone. After a few more minutes of attempting to figure out other options of transformation, I came up with the plan to transform myself into a duplicate of the muscular jock.

With my mind made up, I decided to waste no more time and immediately began to transform myself into the stunning Royce. The changes started small, with my hair quickly changing in terms of style and color. Curious to see the changes, I fished my phone out of my pocket and stared in shock as each strand of hair grew a few shades darker. As the hair finishes changing, I feel a slight twinge of numbness shoot through my face. Immediately I begin to feel my face slightly reforming, as if my face was made of clay and slowly melting and drooping from the heat of an intense sun. With my free hand instinctively moving towards my face, I now realize how shocking it is to experience these changes first hand. Looking into the phone camera, I note the fact that my face thinning out and my nose is growing more and more pronounced by the second. As my hand continues to explore my evolving face, it’s strange how foreign and yet familiar the new arrangement on my face feels. 

After a few more minutes, I slowly begin to feel that twisting and contorting sensation disappear from my face. Looking closer at myself, I gasp as my face now looks exactly like Royce’s. Trying to find some amusement out of this change, I begin to squint into the camera, watching as the darker and more defined eyebrows move in tandem to my various expressions. Continuing to look around, I smile and watch the replicated face of Royce do the same in the camera. As I stare intensely at myself changing, I watch and chuckle as my facial hair quickly reforms as well. Each strand grows lighter until it takes on an almost ginger-like appearance as my facial hair magically shaves down until it’s a perfect match of the man’s trimmed look.

With my face now the complete spitting image of the fitness expert, the changes soon progress downwards. In response, I quickly take off my shirt as I can feel the changes begin to affect my neck and shoulders. By the time I’m able to rip my shirt off my body, it’s clear that my neck has grown thicker and my shoulders have now been completely decked out with insane muscles. “Oh damn” I say, chuckling as soon as I hear the Aussie voice coming out of my mouth. Looking down, I watch as my body continues its incredible change. With a smile on my face, I watch as my chubby body begins to immediately shrink down. Within seconds, any bit of flab completely melts away from my body and leaves a taut and thin frame in its place. 

Surprisingly, the changes smoothly occur, with the flab quickly dissipating from my body with no pain or any other noticeable sensations. 

As soon as this change finishes though, I grunt in pain as my body suddenly tenses up. I grit my teeth as sensations that I could only describe as resembling Charley horses rock my body. Based on my own ability to watch the changes occur to others, it’s clear to me that the muscle growth is most likely about to begin. My observations are then proven to be correct as I begin to feel my body inflate with muscle. The sensation the growth provides is strange, it felt almost as if my body was being inflated like a water balloon just under my epidermis. With this warm tingling sensation coursing through my body, I look down and chuckle as I watch thick pectorals make their proud appearance. Touching them gingerly, I grin widely as I feel the muscle and the newfound heft that it now brings to my once flabby chest.

After several attempts, I grow incredibly proud of myself as I’m eventually able to pop my pectorals. I laugh in response to my newfound ability, which causes a deep bellowing laugh to escape from my throat. Even if I didn’t get to a gym, this change was already worth it just to experience firsthand what my various subjects undergo. A deep tingle in the pit of my stomach causes me to stop admiring my chest and stare as abdominal muscles begin to push forth. Running my hands down my new muscular additions, my mind instantly visualizes travelling down cobblestone roads as my hands bump and wave across each muscle’s peaks and valleys. Finishing up the changes on my torso, I look down to my waistline and watch as the long-desired “v” of an Adonis belt manifests onto my new body.

Before the changes could progress further down, I feel the tingle permeate through my arms, indicating that these limbs would be the next to be changed. The magic wastes no time, as I stare wide-eyed as my hands grow thicker and my forearms widen out to make room for the new set of biceps that would surely be appearing on me soon. A searing pain strikes on my inner arm, which makes me jump up in pain and immediately tilt my limb to get a closer look at what’s going on. Upon looking at the area, I watch in awe as Royce’s tattoo begins to manifest onto my inner left arm. Once the tattoo finishes growing onto my body, I watch as my skin slightly grows tanner and loses the slightly pale complexion I once had. With these changes done, I watch in glee as my biceps finally begin to emerge, growing increasingly thicker by the minute. By the feeling that I was currently experiencing, I couldn’t believe the sensation of my biceps growing. It honestly felt as if my biceps were being inflated by a bike pump. With each corresponding pump, I felt my arms feel thicker and growing more and more uncomfortable. Upon getting to the point where my arms were seemingly at the verge of popping due to the tightness and stress, my biceps then grew wider to alleviate some pressure and allow for more growth to occur. This process continues incrementally until I’m left with an impressive set of biceps that I immediately throw up into a flex. Watching the muscle strain and the veins pop in response, I can’t help but grow incredibly aroused by the muscular being that I’m quickly becoming.

With my arms now matching my torso, the changes once again begin to progress downward, which is made abundantly clear as I feel waves of energy manifest around my crotch and legs. Underneath the fabric of my athletic shorts, it’s clear that my dick is undergoing some changes to match the jock’s. Peeking just underneath the waistband, I watch as it grows longer and slightly thicker as it becomes the seemingly spitting image of the 30 year old’s package. My thighs are the next to contort and change, as I watch my thick thighs begin to lose their heft. Of course, with the loss of the flab, intense sets of muscle soon replaces it. Turning my legs side to side in a weird attempt at a flex, I watch as the changes finish in my calves and I’m now the proud owner of an impressive set of muscular legs.

As my body finishes the big changes, a few more slight changes occur to help finish up my change. I watch as the thick dusting of body hair that covers my chest and torso begins to slightly disappear. Of course, my body remains slightly hairy, but it gains a new appearance that makes it clear that Royce was a big fan of trimming his body hair in certain places. Luckily, I’m happy to see that my pectorals were spared from the trimming. However, I can’t help but silently mourn for the body hair I lost. If I stay in this body for a long time, I’m sure that I’d want to really let that body hair grow freely.

Now that my body hair has changed, it’s clear that the transformation has completed and I am now (in terms of body) Royce Dunne. Sitting up from my chair, I stare around the room and take note of the fact that I’m now a few inches taller than what I once was. Despite the slight change, this gain along with my new physique leaves me slightly disoriented as I try to comprehend and figure out how to find my new center of gravity. Upon taking a moment to compose myself, I walk out onto my patio, eager for some fresh air.

Standing there, I catch my breath and smile as I’m now able to see my new body in broad daylight. Looking down at my body immediately leaves me incredibly turned on by my new physique. Of course, it’s no shock that I find myself getting rapidly hard in response to this admiration. However, I decide against taking care of my throbbing boner as I remember the whole point of this transformation. Despite how much I personally enjoy everything about my new body, I remind myself that this is a mission to help me better learn about the gym lifestyle and how to really workout. Remembering this fact, my mind grows determined to explore and leave this place so I can check out what exactly my body can do now.

Quickly throwing on a shirt, I head out and go to the gym right down the street from my place. Upon entering and staring at the various men and women working out, I grow slightly anxious about not seeming like a complete novice. However, upon looking down, my mind reminds me that I clearly don’t have the appearance of a novice. As a result, I should be able to steer clear from any cocky jocks and their judgmental backhanded comments. Heading into the locker room, I drop off my bag and exit towards the gym floor to explore what this body is capable of.

Luckily, I soon find my body moving on seemingly autopilot as muscle memory begins to play a role. Upon finding an empty space in the gym, I decide to start off simple and then build in terms of intensity. As a result, I begin with a few sets of squats, hiding my smile as I feel myself doing this with ease. Despite previously having some leg muscle in my real body from my previous years of playing soccer and tennis, it’s shocking just how much better I’m able to perform with this body. In fact, I even lose count of my squats and just keep doing them until I feel like I’ve had enough.

Standing up completely, I let out a deep breath and smile as I take a sip of water and eagerly get back to working out. Due to this body being on autopilot, it allows me to essentially observe what I’m doing from a weird academic lens as if I’m getting an incredible one-on-one session. Looking behind me, I take note of the barbell that was seemingly already racked yet left by another lazy patron. Staring at the weights, I take note of how much weight was racked and ponder whether I’d be able to do it or not. With my old body, it was certain that I would have never been able to do this, but with this new body, there’s quite the possibility that I could. 

Deciding to be a bit adventurous and try to make use of someone else’s laziness, I head over to it and feel my body automatically go into place to take the correct form. With no time left to waste, my hands latch onto the bar and pull it up, growing surprised at how this body was able to lift the heavy bar with ease. Upon pulling it up to my chest, my hands naturally find a new position and I watch as I drop the bar onto the ground. Hearing the large crash into the ground, a few people turn and stare at me, but their looks of worry turn into looks of admiration as I continue to repeat the same process for several cycles.

After finishing several sets of this routine, I’m eager and growing more and more excited to push this body to its limits. Finding a setup with some tall bars, I quickly jump up to it and begin to do pull ups. Despite the clear knowledge showcased by this body’s muscles, I’m still incredibly shocked as I pull up with ease and watch my body shoot up and down around the bar. Looking side to side, I watch my thick biceps bulge with each repetition as my body soon begins to grow sweaty due to the intensity of my workout. 

When my arms begin to grow weaker, I finally jump off of the bar and stop for the time being. After getting some water, I begin to walk around the gym to try and catch my breath and take a small break. As I stroll around, I take note of the various people working out and a new discovery is quickly revealed. With each person I pass, I find myself looking at their form and workout style and mentally correcting their form or thinking about what areas their body could improve in. Taking a second after making this new discovery, I grow quite stunned at how this body is also giving me workout knowledge other than simple muscle memory. Despite this new information gain, I try to remember various personal details of my real life to make sure I’m still myself. After running through a small list, it’s clear that I’m still me, which is quite the relief.

Looking back around the gym, I continue to walk around and observe the various gym goers and figure out what each individual should do to help give them the perfect physique. After finally catching my breath, I head towards the locker room and grab a new set of clothes before taking a quick shower. Despite the immediate appearance of my hardened dick as I undress and see my sweaty body, I continue to ignore it for the time being and step into the shower. Once I’m done, I twist the knob and turn the water off. As I step out and wrap the towel around my taut waist, I begin to walk towards my locker past the various other guys. Interestingly enough, as I walk I’m able to notice several interesting looks that the men in the locker room give to me. Many guys are clearly jealous, giving me angry looks as the water glistens off of my buff body. However, many guys are giving a different look, which was clearly a look of lust and admiration. Regardless, each man is looking at my impressive body intensely as I pass them by and head towards my locker. Once I reach it, I look at them and give a simple wave as I try to stay on good terms with both the lustful men and the jealous ones.

As I drop my towel to start getting dressed, I can feel the intense sets of eyes belonging to both camps of men dart to me. The jealous men only grow more angry when they see my completely built body while the lustful men attempt to contain themselves as they see my naked body turning around as I slowly put my clothes on. Once I’m dressed, I look towards them and offer up a simple “See ya” and head out towards the entrance of the gym.

However, as I pass through the door and into the lobby, I quickly stop myself as my eyes encounter a tacked up piece of paper on a bulletin board. Looking at it, I read a note from the gym stating that they’re looking for a personal trainer at the gym. Upon reading the details of the job and the salary, I begin to grow excited. Not only would this job allow me to display my muscular body nonstop, but it would also allow me to help people with the breadth of knowledge that Royce’s body gave to me. Of course, this would mean that I’d have to stay as Royce for quite a while, but I think I’m more than willing to have this form for a little while longer. He’s quite the stud, so it would be hot to wake up as this hulking jock every day. Plus, this experience will allow me to grow into a better writer, so with each passing minute, I find it increasingly hard to find any real faults to this plan. Heading towards the front desk, I flash a smile as I encounter the young receptionist. “So, where do I apply for this personal trainer job?”

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Taking Everything Of Theirs

The day after sending in your wish, you went through your usual wish hoping for some sort of magical transformation to completely give you a new body and life. However, your wishes grew unanswered as the day continued, leading to an intense hit towards your morale. Despite being only 5’4” and incredibly twinky, you decided to go to the local gym to pass the time. Even though you were completely unable to gain muscles, your drunken New Year’s resolution had led to you purchasing a year-long plan. Given the monetary investment, you decided you might as well get the most out of the surprisingly cheap plan you signed up for.

Heading into the gym, you came across the normal dudes you often found yourself encountering in these late-night gym sessions. There was Rudy, the tattooed brute that you were both simultaneously turned on by but also terrified of. On the opposite side of the gym was Chris, an aspiring fitness influencer who was completely swole. Finally, there was Michael, the fairly average man with a solid set of muscles whose main form of intimidation was his deep booming voice. Despite being smaller than many of the guys here, Michael’s voice was able to intimidate even the brawniest of jocks to get out of his way. To you, it was completely enthralling to see based on your attraction to the biggest buffest men here. 

Not wanting to stare and give flies an opportunity to gather in your open mouth, you watch as Rudy leaves the rowing machine. Taking the now vacated seat as an opportunity to finally start your workout, you immediately head on over and assume the position to use the equipment. At first, the machine works as you normally experienced it, but soon after, you begin to feel a twinge of pain shooting up your arm and running down to the right side of your chest. At first it was a warm radiating pain, but as it increases in intensity, you can’t help but grow worried that something deadly was happening to you. Letting go and leaving the machine, you rush into the bathroom and try to figure out what’s going on. 

After cooling your face off with some water in case you were having some sort of heat stroke due to the clammy temperature of the gym, you continue to feel the pain radiating through your body. Despite the pain slightly dampening as you try to cool down, it’s clear that the pain is still prevalent and noticeable. Upon bending down to make sure no one was in the stalls, you quickly take your shirt off to try and figure out if there was some sort of bodily injury. As you pull your shirt off, you look into the mirror and realize that something is different about you. On your right arm, you find that the limb has been completely covered in colorful tattoos. Looking further, you find that the right side of your chest has also been adorned in an innate tattoo as well. Given your fear of needles, you cannot fathom how these intense tattoos have mysteriously appeared on your body. 

While you stare at your limbs and the bright ink that adorns it, you suddenly begin to feel as though they look familiar. Looking closer, you realize that these tattoos were the same exact ones that covered Rudy’s body. Somehow, your body has now created a duplicate copy of these tattoos. Given your small frame, these tattoos look absolutely out of place and hilarious. As a result, you quickly put your shirt back on in shame. Despite enjoying the look of your new sleeve, it felt incredibly silly to have them. These tattoos would be perfect on a big guy like Rudy, but on a twig like you, it was laugh-inducing.

As your mind really comes to terms with what’s going on with you, you shake your head in bewilderment and walk back out to the gym. Upon re-entering, you attempt to act as if nothing incredible had just happened to you. You didn’t want to draw attention to yourself, so you kept your eyes to the ground and began to walk towards the drawstring bag that you had left by the rowing machine. As you sat on the machine once more and looked at all of the gym-goers, your eyes once again caught sights of Rudy. As he worked out, you look at him and begin to admire his body once more. With his hairy and burly physique, you had an intense attraction to him. While staring at his beefy biceps, your eyes laser-focus onto his right arm and you gasp at the sight. The tattoos that had previously so flawlessly worked for Rudy’s body had completely vanished. Upon this revelation, you began to realize that there’s some sort of magic involved with this. In some sort of magical twist, you were seemingly taking attributes from various men at the gym upon using the same machine as them. 

Now realizing the potential you now had, a small grin of mischief manifested on your face. As you sit there wondering who to take from next, you notice that the cocky influencer Chris was vacating the chest fly machine. Seeing this as an opportunity to gain the dream physique you’ve so desperately wanted, you rush over with a spring in your step and sit down on the seat. Upon settling into position, you chuckle to yourself as you now get a prime view of Chris working out across the gym on a leg adductor. With his legs crunching together in the middle of your field of view, you grow excited to watch first-hand as he loses his precious muscles. The man had been quite an asshole to you and several other lanky members of the gym, so you couldn’t wait for some magically-afflicted revenge to come his way.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you gripped onto the two pieces of the machine and slowly pulled them together. At first, you struggle with each rep, but you slowly find yourself growing more comfortable on the machine. Looking at your arms, you watch as your flimsy arms begin to incrementally inflate with thick muscle. Your biceps are buffing up the fastest, which makes you chuckle as you get a first taste of the physique you’ve always dreamed of. 

While this occurs, you look over to Chris to see how he’s fairing in terms of the muscle theft. To your enjoyment, you watch as the man’s broad biceps deflate like popped balloons. Within no time, you watch as the man gains the frail arms that you once used to possess. With this process completed, you begin to watch in wonder as the changes progress further down the jock’s body. As the man works on his leg muscles while completely oblivious to the changes, you watch as the hefty pectorals that jut out from his sweat-soaked tank top are slowly losing their relevance. With each passing exhale, the jock’s torso begins to completely lose its intimidating muscles.

As Chris loses the muscles, the muscle growth that you’re experiencing is incredibly erotic. Meaty pecs begin to protrude from your small-sized shirt, straining the fabric as it's not used to such a broad body. With broad pectorals finalizing their creation on your body, you watch in amazement as abdominals begin to slowly push forth from your stomach. Despite your lanky physique, you had never been able to get anything beyond a taut stomach, so this was incredible to watch these muscles press forth from the increasingly sweat-soaked t-shirt you were wearing. 

With your upper half now possessing the muscles of the amateur influencer, the changes begin to progress further. As your thighs instinctually flex, they quickly bulk up and give muscles that would surely require you to adjust your stance from now on. Looking over at Chris, it’s almost comical seeing how it looks. The tank top that once used to be skin tight is now loose and barely clinging onto the now much smaller man. It was around the time you gained your muscular thighs that Chris slowly began to grow aware of something happening to him. As he progressed through his sets, he began to find himself having more and more trouble continuing onward. Alarms started to go off in his head when he didn’t feel the usual fatigue of his muscles. No, this feeling that the jock had was different… it was of intense pain. It was almost like he no longer had any leg muscles. 

Looking down in curiosity, Chris screamed in shock as he found his thighs actively shrinking before his eyes. “Whoa bro, what the fuck is going on here!?” the man screamed as he jumped off the machine in shock. At this point, every other gym-goer was staring in a look of absolute disbelief at the sight of the big shot jock now completely drained of all of his muscle. Despite knowing that this had happened, no one could offer up a logical explanation as to what was happening to him. Due to this, you could only quietly chuckle to yourself at the sight of the formally buff man welling up with tears as the reality of his new body set in. 

While doing this, you continued to workout on the machine, absorbing whatever remaining morsels of muscles that were left on Chris’ body. Watching him stand and look at the stunned men and women with a pleading look on his face, you looked down and laughed as you watched as the jock’s calves completely deflated. With no one able to help the newly created twink of a man, the former jock cried out in shame and sprinted out of the gym after grabbing his bag. Upon seeing the look of embarrassment plastered across his face as he ran, you were adamant that you would never see the asshole jock again terrorizing any aspiring gym-goer.

Despite the man leaving the gym, the remaining gym goers continued to awkwardly stand in place still as they tried to comprehend the situation. Looking around the gym, you noticed that the only other person who didn’t care about the man was Michael. Actually, the average man was leaving the treadmill to seemingly head out for the night based on the bag slumped over his shoulder. Not wanting to be a buff jock stuck with a light and airy voice, you decided that you had another task at hand before stopping your changes for the time being. 

Walking over there, you hop onto the machine and begin to undergo a light jog. While listening to music, you begin to hum along to the song in hopes of hearing the new voice beginning to emerge. After a minute or two of jogging, you begin to feel a husky deep quality of your voice begin to appear even through your humming. 

While you were doing this, Michael himself was driving home and singing along to his favorite music as well. The man was eager to get home and head to bed due to working early in the morning. However, as he continued to sing, he began to feel his voice slowly transform and gain your original voice. But, the man was unaware of what was really happening to him due to the fact that he thought his voice was just dry or he was coming down with some sort of cold. As he takes swigs out of his water bottle, he attempts to have his voice return to normal, but this was all to no avail. He was completely unaware of the fact that he would now forever have your old voice.

Now fairly happy with where your new body was at, you hopped off the machine as a smile of glee spread across your face. Given that the gym was relatively dead, you took the opportunity to take a selfie to commemorate your new physique. After peeling off the shirt that was straining to contain your newfound bulk, you quickly snapped a few shots while flexing. 

Luckily for yourself, flying under the radar with your previous physique allowed for your new appearance to appear with no questions asked. In fact, all of the guys began to grow envious of the new stud that seemingly just appeared out of nowhere and stole the unofficial title of buffest man. Most guys would become jealous and try their hardest to outdo you, but luckily with your new gift, they had no idea that you had a way of bringing them back down to size...

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Meeting Your Idol: Cody Christian

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When you checked your mailbox one afternoon, you groaned as you flipped through the sea of envelopes. Of course, it was primarily bills, which only dampened your mood, but one strange envelope addressed from California was leaving you optimistic. As you walked back into your place and dropped the remaining stack of letters on the counter, you quickly ripped open the envelope to find out what was inside of it.

Inside was a letter, which you soon began to read with curiosity…

Congratulations,

You are the grand prize winner of the sweepstakes to win an all-expense paid trip to Los Angeles! While you are here, you’ll be shuttled to the set of the hit television show All-American, where you will be able to explore the sets and meet all of your favorite actors. 

Please prepare a bag and a car will be waiting outside tomorrow morning for your departure!

Sincerely, 

S-C Productions

“Holy shit!” you said, the letter falling from your hand as you jumped up and down in glee. Despite not remembering signing up for any contest, you were absolutely not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. You were about to head to California and meet your all-time celebrity crush: Cody Christian on the set of his show. You had been a fan for years, especially when he first appeared on Teen Wolf as the mischievous Theo. 

Of course, once you first established that crush on the actor, you began to follow his every career move. Even when you weren’t interested in the show that he was in, you still tuned in to watch him and thirst for the hot actor. This was especially the case for you with the show All-American, as you were not the type of demographic to be drawn into a show about sports. But given that Cody was portraying the hunky Asher on the show, you somehow found yourself glued to the TV every week. Now, it seemed to you like all of those years of stanning was about to pay off. You were now packing a bag and preparing to meet your idol!

With haste, you quickly packed up your suitcase with your best clothes to try and fit into the LA scene. Sure, you also wanted to try and impress Cody, but you were eager to look your best to try and stand out in a land of buff studs and sexy models. Despite your insane excitement for the day ahead of you, you soon found yourself quickly passing out just as you got into bed and your head made contact with the pillow. 

Before even the bright light of the early morning sun could invade your bedroom, a loud knock on the door caused you to jolt awake in shock. As you walked out and opened your front door, you came face to face with a well-dressed man, who began to ask if you were ready to leave for your trip. Due to the reminder of your upcoming trip, you soon broke out of your daze and began to scold yourself for not being ready to go. After asking for 15 minutes, you slammed the door and rushed into the shower, getting in and out in less than 3 minutes. You quickly ate a bowl of cereal as you got dressed, putting on a tank top and a pair of shorts in an attempt to dress comfortably due to the long flight ahead of you. Taking one last look in the mirror, you frowned slightly as you saw just how small you looked. Your body was incredibly frail to the point where even your tank top looked like it was several sizes too big while your shorts were only able to stay on due to the tied waistband. Quickly brushing your shaggy hair with your hand, you flashed your best attempt of a smile as you grabbed your bags and departed towards the airport.

The flight to LA was better than you expected, especially after seeing how it was portrayed in all of your favorite shows. As you exited the plane, you grabbed your luggage and began to walk towards the entrance of the airport. Luckily, there was a dorky looking man with dark rimmed glasses waiting for you with a sign that bore your name. When you approached the man, who introduced himself as Peter, he said that he was a worker on the show who was here to take you to the set for the tour and meet & greet. 

The man then grabbed your bags and loaded them into his car, which turned out to be a surprisingly impressive black Escalade. Hopping into the passenger seat, your face lit up in excitement as he drove you past all of the sights in LA. Driving past the Hollywood sign, you smiled as you realized you were this much closer to meeting your idol. It was an incredible sight to behold as Peter drove you down the busy roads, the hustle and bustle of the busy city only increasing your excitement. 

As Peter pulled into the side lot of the studio, you were practically jumping in your seat to try and catch a glimpse of Cody so you could tell him how much you loved his work. Of course, when you were unable to find your hunky celeb crush, you grew slightly disappointed from what you had planned in your head. To break you out of this daze, Peter quickly parked the car, where he then began to give you the rundown for what you would experience for the day. First, he would give you a tour of the studio and all of the sets for the show that weren’t currently being used for filming. After getting lunch, you would then go around and meet some of the actors on the show before they would allow you to sit behind the camera and watch their performances.

The tour itself was impressive, as evident by your wide smile as you saw sets of the show and began to recall scenes where Cody was in those same rooms. The lunch itself was nothing to write home about though, but it was at least a decent sub sandwich to last you for the rest of the day. 

Finally, as the clock went off to signal the end of lunch, you grinned in joy as the time had come for you to meet some of the stars of the show. As Peter led you onto the set where the actors were currently filming a football scene, you gasped and threw your hand over your mouth as you caught sight of Cody. He was looking absolutely gorgeous in a grey crop top that displayed his thick biceps and impressive abs, which caused you to have to quickly adjust yourself to conceal your rapidly growing boner.

When the director calls cut on the scene, Peter leads you out into the set, introducing you to the cast and stating the reason for your visit. You smile and shake hands with several of the other co-stars, but as you turn towards Cody and try to speak with him, you’re immediately interrupted.

“Hey dude, it’s great that you won this random contest and all, but I’m in the zone with my acting right now. I’d love to sit and chat, but I can’t handle this right now.” Cody said, which caused you to try and speak to him and apologize for the interruption. However, before you can speak, he interrupts you and begins to talk once more. “I don’t care what you have to say man. Can you just get off the set so we can finish our scenes for today and I can go home?” Cody continued, his voice turning into a growl that showed off the level of intimidation that you had seen him display so many times on the TV.

Not wanting to piss him off further, you obey his request and begin to quickly walk off the set. As you walk back, Peter puts his hand on your shoulder, apologizing for Cody’s behavior and saying that he’s been a real diva on set lately. Despite Peter’s attempts to make excuses, you were rightfully furious. You knew that acting was a hard job and demanded commitment to the role, but his behavior was absolutely ridiculous. Sitting in the back in one of those director chairs, your mind was filling up with rage about his behavior. You weren’t even expecting much, so the least he could have done was say hi and listen to what you had to say. Needing a release, you mentally made a plan to try and visit Cody’s trailer after and give the hunk a piece of your mind!

While Peter attempted to cheer you up and show you new stuff about the set, your excitement had completely faded and you were just eager for the man to leave you alone so you could enact your plan. After the crew shut down filming for the day, you watched as all of the actors rushed off to their trailers to clean up and go home to rest. Five minutes after watching Cody leave, you asked Peter to point you towards the nearest restroom, which allowed you to quickly make your escape and head towards Cody’s trailer.

At first, you were incredibly worried that you wouldn’t be able to find Cody’s trailer, but Cody’s ego was able to help you out with that worry. As you walked down the backlot, you soon found a trailer with a headshot of your former crush taped up to the door. After taking a deep breath to collect yourself and prepare your speech, you quickly nodded your head in encouragement, ripped open the trailer door, and entered the premises.

Of course, as you entered up the steps and made contact with the hunky actor and his ripped body, the man’s expression wasn’t a happy one. “Hey, what the fuck are you doing in my trailer!” he said, seemingly annoyed that you had walked in on him shirtless. “Are you some sort of crazy fan trying to check me out?” he continued, that impressive sneer returning to try and intimidate you. 

However, your rage refused to allow you to be shaken by his intimidation tactics this time. “No asshole, you were a dick earlier and I just wanted to let you know!” you retorted back, which caused him to turn towards you, his shirtless body displayed and showcasing his nice physique. “Well, I was working and didn’t need another interruption!” Cody responded, his eyes focusing in and glaring at you. 

Despite his best efforts, you refused to bow down to his behaviors. “I wasn’t asking for much man. I just wanted to say how much I admired you and loved your work… I couldn’t even speak before you pushed me away!” you said, your voice now adopting a similar growl. “Well, I guess I’ll have to push you a second time. Maybe you’ll take the hint this time…” Cody said as he began to pace towards you and try to throw you out of the trailer. You knew that he was fully able to beat your ass and throw you out, but you still attempted to stand firm. As he reached you and pushed his arms out to grab onto you, you closed your eyes and tensed up to prepare for his retaliation. However, a weird sensation coursed through your body and a loud bang rang throughout the trailer from behind you.

Opening your eyes in confusion, you looked to find Cody no longer in front of you. You turned around and gasped as you looked at the sight before you. Cody was now facedown on the ground, his body slightly slumped down the stairs of the trailer. “Holy shit!” you cried out, in awe as to how he had gotten around you and fallen so severely. As you reached out and grabbed onto Cody’s wrist to check for a pulse, you gasped as a severe tugging sensation suddenly coursed through your body. You cried out in shock as your body grew numb and you lost all of your senses. 

As you came to, you groaned as you felt the sensation of cold metal pressed against your cheek. Sitting up, you groaned as you lifted your head up and saw yourself slumped down the stairs of the trailer. “What the hell happened...” you said, your hand moving up to your head to try and remedy the throbbing pain that was suddenly radiating from it. However, as you watched your hand run through your hair, you gasped as you came face to face with the appearance of a modest bicep. “Holy shit!” you said, causing you to finally notice the different voice that was coming out of your mouth. You slowly sat up, your body aching as you had seemingly fallen as well. However, as you looked down upon standing up, you gasped as you realized two things. Firstly, Cody’s body was no longer on the floor and second, you were shirtless! On top of that, your shirtless body was now displaying a physique that was a far cry from the thin frame you usually had. 

After searching through the trailer and opening every door, you soon found a bathroom where you turned on the light and screamed. Instead of your own face, you saw the gorgeous face of Cody being reflected back at you.  “Holy fuck!” you cried out, watching as Cody’s mouth said the same words and a look of shock spread across his face. In shock, you moved your arms up and down, watching as the reflection of Cody did the same in tandem.

Looking down at your body, it was clear that somehow you had found yourself in the body of the hot-tempered actor! Despite your remaining anger towards the actor, this was a dream come true! You had always admired the man and now you found yourself inside of him and in control of his body! While staring in the mirror, you quickly opened the cabinet and searched for some sort of bandages. From Cody’s fall, he had scrapped up his arms and his wrists were aching from how he had fallen. Not wanting to deal with the constant pain, you quickly wrapped up your arms and wrists.

Now wanting to figure out what to do next, you slowly walked out of the bathroom and sat on the couch in the trailer. Trying to make sense of everything, you moved your hand towards your mouth in shock as you began to ask yourself various questions: 

What should I do? What happened to my body? How did this happen? 

Why am I in his body? How long will I be in his body? 

Of course, you couldn’t come up with any answers, but you were sure that this had to be a dream. Despite trying to pinch yourself awake, it soon became clear that this was real life and you hadn’t somehow fallen instead of Cody.

Sitting there still, you soon began to realize that maybe this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. It was clear from Peter’s statement that Cody had been an asshole on set lately. Was this some sort of karma for his behavior? If so, you realized that you had plenty of opportunities as this hot shot actor. 

Firstly, you would need to remedy his image on set, but that seemed like an easy task for you to handle. Given that you weren’t an actor like Cody, there was a deep level of appreciation you had for the opportunities that Cody had so ignorantly taken advantage of. All you needed was to showcase that mentality and be kind and his image would be repaired immediately. 

Secondly, you had always dreamt about being intimate with Cody. Sure, now you were inside his body, but in a way you will now always be intimate with him every time you jerk off or go out and hook up with some celebrity or big fan. Sure, it was weird to be inside the body of your crush, but you supposed that you shouldn’t take this opportunity for granted. In LA, your previous body wouldn’t have made much of an impact in terms of finding any partners. However, now as the sexy Cody, you were sure that any man or woman would practically throw themselves at you for a chance of you fucking them.

Lastly, this was an amazing opportunity to teach Cody a lesson in humility and common decency. You had hoped that he was still down deep within his body, watching you act as him and perfectly adapting to the life of Cody Christian. Maybe that would teach him to not be an asshole, although you knew that you weren’t going to willingly give this body up. It was possible that you would exhale your last breath as Cody and that was something incredibly erotic to you. “Serves that asshole right…” you said, chuckling as you began to imagine all of your important life events now being completed with Cody’s body rather than your own.

Now eager to get out of this trailer and explore what this new life has in store for you, you quickly entered Cody's closet and put on his best suit. As you grabbed a set of car keys and exited the trailer, you chuckled to yourself as an impressive sports car revved up upon hitting the start button. “Fuck yeah, now this is the life…” you said as you quickly hopped into the car and began to rev up the engine. With a car and body like this, you knew you were going to be one lucky man. Not wanting to conceal the new and improved version of Cody Christian, you put the car into drive, exiting the lot and entering your new life.

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