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Drink from A Stranger

My vision suddenly got blurry as soon as I spent the drink this stranger treated me, which is weird because I have high tolerance and the drink is not even that strong. The whole world around me seems spinning continuously as this huge man in his tight clothes said things that I can’t comprehend clearly. I only heard some words like “woozy”, “drained” and “good source of” as my headache grew stronger until I passed out.

The next morning I wake up in the bathroom floor, shirtless and somehow feeling so sick. Then I realize the shit that happened to my body, I LOST HELL A TON OF MY MUSCLE! And what the fuck with this stupid long hair with bang? I take a look in the mirror to confirm my fear and it’s confirmed right away that somehow I lost almost 15 years of my age or somewhere around that number and also my muscle drained drastically.

I slammed the bathroom door and shocked to see the guy that I met last night posing in front of the mirror

“How’s the hangover? Told you, you’re one hell of a good source of protein,” he said while staring at me with his cold stare, his arm and biceps tensed as he tightened his grip to the towel that he must be use to wipe off his sweat

“What did you do to me last night, asshole?”

“Well, only a simple trick of muscle draining. I know you’re hungry, what about if I replace the lost protein with something more tempting?” he said while suddenly drop his pants to the floor, revealing a thick 7” cock

I’m straight but I don’t know, like there’s some sort of energy or something that make me afraid to him, yet at the same time turned on too. I can only drool to such sight and then once again he smirked

“I knew you’re a fag,” and he sauntered me to force me kneel to the floor and suck his thick cock

We Should’ve Never Come

“Pops, why the hell you keep visiting Uncle Jerry? He’s quite creepy you know…….And this Fourth of July weekend should be family only,” said my youngest son Kyle

“Watch your mouth son, he’s still my brother and we’re the closest relative he has around. They are also a family. It’s been tough for them to lose the wife and mother figure for the family like that,”

“Didn’t see them around when Mom’s gone, oh yeah they were busy with their family vacation to Belize,” said my oldest son, Lewis, sarcastically, eyes fixated to his iPhone

Well the boy got me, but clearly what can I do? No one wants to visit Jerry except me, the condition was far different when I lost Tara, all my bros and sis came over and help me out to bounce back and took care of the boys.

Jerry and his two sons Robert and Andrew just went into an accident that led to the death of Lisa, Jerry’s wife. They still wounded physically and mentally and I feel obligated to helped him bounce back ever since. This is my eighth visit to his house in the past 2 months, more than I ever did for the past 5 years combined and he is very welcoming toward me and this time when I told him I would bring along my boys to celebrate the Independence Day together, he was very pleased with the idea. Oh how I wish I cancelled that visit.

My sons and his don’t really have age gap, Robert is 22 while Lewis is 24 and both Andrew and Kyle aged 19, just kicking themselves off to college but let’s just say that the boys has different preference in terms of hobby. Robert and Andrew are leaner to the geek side while my boys love to play sports and doing outdoor activity. Probably the only thing they have in common is playing PlayStation and even their game preference is still different, they reluctant to play together.

As soon as we arrived, we have our dinner and both of my boys went to their room respectively, Robert with Lewis while Andrew sleeping with Kyle. My boys tried to be polite even though I knew they want to sleep with each other next on their side, especially with the fact that Kyle is quite homophobic while Andrew is gay. But I already told him that his own cousin won’t have any “idea” so he reluctantly agreed to sleep in the same bed with Andrew. I chatted the whole night with Jerry, helping him with stuff and watching TV with him, just like the good ol’ time before we decided it’s already way too late and we have a long day tomorrow since it’s the 4th of July next morning

It was around 5.30 or 6.00 in the morning when I walked to the kitchen and grab a glass of water, Jerry probably already wake up too because I didn’t find him in his bed

“Good morning Uncle Ben, happy Independence Day” said Andrew with his boomed voice

“Good morning Andrew, yeah happy Independence Day for you too” I said, still not looking at him

Wait…..what the hell with that boomed voice? Did Andrew’s voice just dropped down several octaves from last night? And at that moment, I was utterly shocked beyond believe when I saw my once twiggish-pale nephew turned into a muscular boy with the thinnest strap I’ve ever seen in my live covering his swollen pectorals and whole body. 

Look at that string, fucking low!

“Whoa boy, what the hell hits you last night?”

He only smiled and then said

“Want me to make you breakfast?”

I certainly not yet used to Andrew’s boomed voice because he was once has this soft, silky almost feminine voice that now replaced with those type of voice you heard from country teen who hang around in the farm.

“Sure sure. Umh…..are you fine Andrew? I mean, it’s beyond normal to have your muscle bursted out like that overnight?”

“Oh you haven’t see Rob in the shower then, he’s been quite busy there,”

I quickly made my way to the bathroom and without knocking I stormed inside the unlocked bathroom only to be shocked to saw Robert who doubled in size. 

But then I spotted the tattoo in his left chest and arm and that was when everything clicked. I ran to Andrew’s room and that was when I have a hard time breathing to see Kyle laid in the floor, body trembled and face so pale, the boy looked like he just encountered with the death yet he still managed to survive

“Oh God, son, what happen?”

“H……h…..he sto….stole my…..muscle d……dad,” I hugged him tight while he said that, his body drenched with sweat and very cold but then all in a sudden he screamed “AAAAA NO! GO AWAYYYYY!”

And when I looked back, I saw both Robert and Andrew smiled goofily, blocking the door with their now massive frame

“You drained the shit out of him, bro,”

“Well, he’s the big little brother after all. Oh you don’t know how much I hold myself to not steal his muscle right when he snore the first time next to me, to see that massive pecs moving up and down rhythmically when he breathed, oh I just cannot hold myself and steal them when I knew he was deep enough in his slumber so I can watch my pecs did that move, love this hefty feeling tho, my boyfriend will enjoy this as his pillow,”

“Oh boy try to woke up to Lewis snake morning wood! God gave me strength to not stole it in the first place and transferred those long and juicy thick cock to mine so I can erupt the cum out of my new dick like a fucking firecracker erupted, glad I did ‘em all before he woke up. You have to see how that dude practically screaming when he realized that he only has 2 inches dick left so I stuffed my cock to his mouth to shut him out while I stole all his muscle. And check out this sick lookin tats bro, make me wanna said FUUUARRK!” 

“You two are sick! Where the fuck is Lewis? Is your father know this? JERRY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU JERRY! JERRY!” I said, still hugging my fainted son as the two boys stepped into the room

“What’s the matter…….oh my God……son…..”

“JERRY! Explain this to me! What the fuck is wrong with your sons? Muscle stealing? Dick transferring? WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL OF THIS?”

“Well…….frankly……..I don’t see anything wrong……son, I told you to not used that power of yours until I told you so, I wanna watched you live, growing and expanding into a huge muscular guy while the person that you stole drained the shit out from their muscle,”

My jaw dropped. Jerry knew about all of this……

“Hold him son, daddy want to get some boost too, got some woods to be cutted outside,”

I dropped Kyle’s body to the floor and tried to knock the lights out of Jerry! I managed to punch him once

“You son of a bitch! How could you!” but right before I landed a direct hook to his face, both of my arms grabbed by Robert and Andrew and then the moment Jerry put his hands on my pecs, I could feel the feeling of being ripped away……the feeling of loss as my body’s weight dropped quickly, like my whole body being suctioned and I feel weaker and weaker by seconds. I witnessed Jerry’s getting that muscular frame as his biceps and triceps cracked and swole, his face also scrunched from the sudden burst. I can see that once flat and bony body start to get packed with freshly stolen muscle and body mass, abs and pecs strained his shirt and he even growth a dense beard to make his look even more masculine while I can feel the excruciating pain of hair pushed back to my body as I lost most of my body hair and beard. He choked my throat as his two sons released their grip, this is it, my end. 

I saw him smirking before I eventually blacked out from the painful process………

I woke up due to the loud sound, probably coming from those fireworks and then there he was, standing proudly with smile plastered on his face and the body still jacked like adorned by Adonis.

“Fuck……you……” is the only word I could muttered

“Hey bro, easy. This won’t be permanent. Just let yourself off to sleep and by the next morning you’ll be back to normal, promise,”

“Where…..is…..son?”

“Chill bro, they are still sleeping soundly too, no need to worry. We won’t hurt you or Lewis and Kyle, now just get back to sleep, have a sweet dream,” he closed my eyes shut and then I fell asleep again…..this feeling of being ripped apart from your muscle, it’s beyond any human’s expectation and no workout burn could be compared to such feeling…….so tiring…..

It was assumed morning by me as I heard sound of chirping bird and then I found my two sons also sleep next to me, body seems like back to its normal physique. I instantly hugged them and soon both boys also wake up, still trying to adjust to the weight they finally get again…….we embraced each other for so long before Jerry’s start to speak out of nowhere from the door,

“You see brother, I might be nerd, my sons too, but clearly you don’t mess with us. You better go now before I changed my mind and steal all of your muscle again,”

“You sick fuck! How could you?!” I said, trying to punch him again

“Punch me and let’s see how bad I’ll injured you when I have all your muscle bro,” he threatened me, that worked very well to stop me because I know how big he can get, “I don’t mind the whole family said that I’m creep or anything but clearly with power like this, me and my kids can have an even fitter body than all of you. You know what? I cannot wait for the goddamn Thanksgiving, because hell yeah I will come and steal some muscle, Louie, Frankie and Becca’s husband, Jake, could feed me up while their boys could add some pounds and inches to my boys,”

I stared at him in horror. Then, I felt my body

“Do you return all of my muscle back? I feel wired…….”

“No of course, I stole some good 25 pounds from you, and additional 2 inch cock, the boys stole from your boys too, I mean your boys mind to share right hahahahah, just consider that as the payment for staying here. Hey bro, you better be quick before I changed my mind, I think I need some more muscle in my triceps here,” he said, feeling up his triceps

I quickly told my sons to grab their bag as we make our way out from Jerry’s house. We are running for our life because only God knows what they can do to us

“Boo!” said Andrew right in front of the door, making Kyle screamed because of the shock as he fell down to the floor

“HAHAHA! What’s up homophobe? Afraid of me, cmere, let me get some more of your arm, this gay boy over here would love to get jacked by some straight muscle,” 

“No! No! NOOOOO!!!! Please don’t! NOOOO!! DAD!!! LEW!!! HELP!!”

Andrew smirked and let Kyle go, he just teased him but boy Kyle was so pale from fear, for the first time I saw him cry since forever.

I could saw them in the rear mirror, waved their hands and smiled proudly as our car left their house, and I swore to God that I wouldn’t be back to that place ever again. I wanted to tell everyone about them but believe me, no one would believe such thing unless they experienced it by themselves. 

Several minutes ago, there was a message to my phone and stated that the whole family will gathered on Thanksgiving at Becca’s. I stared at both Lewis and Kyle, still covered in blanket and clearly traumatized by the event that happened days ago back at their uncle house, Kyle lost almost 60 pounds while Lewis only loss mere 15 pounds. I replied to Becca

“We’ll skip this year,”

Underneath The Muscle

Feeling lucky to be able to wake up today. I feel different somehow as I wake up and I’m so excited to hit the gym so I take a selfie with my freshly #iwokeuplikethis face and posted it to my followers on Instagram. As I prepared myself, notification flowed in like a massive flood and I checked it out ocassionaly

“OMG you’re so hot 😍😍”

“Imagine waking up to such beauty every morning 😋😋”

And I chuckled by that. This followers are indeed thirsty hahahahaha. After finished with my preparation, I put on my shoes and grab the car key to hit the gym. The session went out as usual and I enjoy how sweaty I am today. I really feel I put a lot of work today and well, my result is clearly visible to say the least. The soaking wet tanktop didn’t help that much so I take it off and enjoyed my physique in the mirror. I can tell some eyes are a little bit kinky, tryna steal a sight or two of my body as I flexed it to different poses that accentuate my muscle. I clean myself in the shower, enjoying the warm water cascaded to my sculpted abs and stealing some quickie to jack this tender monster off but when I return back to my locker, crap, I left my shirt in the car so I grab the car key and head out to my car. As I walked down the steps that lead to my parking lot area, I can hear a voice called me

“Oi faggot,”

I didn’t bother that call, prolly some mean bully or something but then I heard that voice again

“Hey you shirtless faggot. Yeah you!”

I’m bewildered. Did someone just call me a faggot? I stared back at the voice source

I cannot help myself to laugh a little bit because it’s one of those college kids in the gym tryna act tough and shit. I forgot his name, clearly not really important for me. He is flexing his bicep as I stared at him and then he smirked

“What takes you so long to realize that I called you, huh?”

I just snickered. This college alpha wannabe is truly pathetic as I leave him with his stupid vanity. Clearly the boy has no manner whatsoever and acting like some big guy with that average gym goers muscle, what a joke. I feel bad for people that fell to his vanity but well, not everyone is looking hot like me…..or if I lower my hotness standard, him. As I jogged my way down to my car, I’m shocked because I can clearly see someone is inside my car. I storm my way and then found another lean type of college muscle boy who reeked with sweat flexing inside my car

“Guess you already meet your Master there, fag. I’m Master number two and from now on you’ll be our personal faggot,”

DID THIS PIECE OF SHIT SPURTED HIS CUM ON MY CAR? I’m furious with this college kids attitude but before I can even speak out to this annoying blonde motherfucker, I can feel a hand choked me from the back and then some slicked sweat sensation rubbed my back

“Walk inside, we’re going to head home,” said the husky voice that I recognize to be that earlier college fuckers I stumbled upon

I tried to fight them, I’m a martial artist after all but when I tried to move my hand they violently punch me in my face. I never get such assault because well…..my martial art training……let’ just say…..in a boutique gym and based on this circumstances, probably a soft training and not the real training. I feel defeated all along because I don’t know, I’m too afraid to fight them even though my muscle is bigger compared to theirs. The blonde guy shoved me to the backseat and then forced me to lick his sweaty bulge along the way. Sometimes he spit at me and called me names, then he will also slap me ocassionally out of the blue, without any warning whatsoever and just laughed at me. Earlier, the other guy already fished my wallet and from there he knew my address and drive to my home. I also saw that he grabbed all the cash inside my wallet and told me later on that I have to give him my PIN number so he can drain me which I of course object to but then he grabbed my dick and that was the end game for me be…because…..my dick hard….like somehow it was turned on by this type of treatment, being rough-housed and dominated. He just smirked at me as he give my dick a quick tug before he started to drive my car. His car, he corrected but when I tried to object again by speak up to him, the blonde one shoved my head to his bulge to shut me up.

I’m afraid that my little brother is home, he said he wanted to visit me around this week during summer break after such tiring term in uni. What will happen if they meet him? He is even worse than me, never do any sports and let alone able to defend himself. The car entered the open garage and then the blonde dude yanked my hair and spit a huge glob one last time to my mouth and then bring me inside. Turned out there’s already another stranger inside my house and even more horrible, my brother is underneath his feet. I can see tears in his face but his eyes closed…..is he passed out? The blonde dude tossed me to the floor and then the guy above my brother’s head pointed at me

“Fuck…….what a pathetic faggot. Your muscle is such a waste,”

Suddenly, the other guy that I stumbled at first dragged my body all over the house and flopped to my sofa. He is already now and then he stared at me deeply as he presented his big feet right in front of my face

“Lick!”

I tried to resist and even managed to get away for a while before I witnessed the third dude strengthen its stomp to my brother’s head

“Doin’ stupid shit and his head will explode,”

So I eventually retreat and obliged to taste his feet. He flashed his middle finger at me and said

“I frankly don’t care with your feeling fag. I need you to focus enjoying your lunch and your lunch only. Do your best to make us happy,”

Then he kicked me with his left foot and sometimes pressed his feet to my face and filled my nose with his sweaty and musky sensation. The other two dudes also stand up right next to me as they let their dick flopped out and then forced me all the way down to the base. Their dick, one cut and one uncut smelled funky and I can feel the ripeness of that meat. I tried to close my eyes and imagined that I’m currently eating sausage or something but they didn’t let me do that as they will slap me if I don’t stare them at the eyes. The feet dude also will kick me if he sees me closed my eyes when I eat his size 13 feet. For a couple minutes I only eat the dick of the other two as the feet dude that I learned called Kayden went for a while. When he returned, he already put on my shirt and two of my Rolex wristwatch + one of my Calvin briefs,

“Fuck he has no gag reflex dude! Clearly a good candidate,”

“Hey faggot, look at me, whose Rolex is this?” He said as he back to flopped on the sofa and demand my attention

“Mine,”

*slap*

“I ask you again, who’s Rolex is this?”

“MINE!”

*slap, foot being forced to the mouth, the other two spits to the ear and also slapped the face of the faggot*

He grabbed me by my face and then punched me

“No dumb faggot. It’s mine now. Unless you still want to fight us with that useless muscle of yours. I own you, so everything you think owned by you, no, it’s all mine now!” *spit*

After hours of humiliation and degradation, they left me and my brother as they stated that they are going to visit another ‘candidate’. They used my car but I couldn’t careless because all I want to do now is calling the police and filed them all so they can be sentenced for good. But then I see a pair of shoes……I recognized it. This is belong to the Kayden dude if I’m not mistaken, great, this can be used to convince that their assault to me and my brother did happen. Added with the CCTV recording in front of my home, those motherfuckers will spent a lifetime in the jail. As I grab my gloves to take the shoes and put it inside a plastic, the musk hit me. I should be disgusted by it but it smelled so tempting so I give a quick sniff and FUCK! This is even more reeked than his feet! I see around, my brother still passed out and they’re not around so I rest my back to the wall and give another quick sniff. I tried to stop myself but the smell is just too damn good so I started with the socks and tasted it. I can taste and smell the pungent aroma and soaked feeling of the socks. It has this tofu- like texture but with funky smell that can drive you nuts. Fuck, I even cannot produce such quality aroma and this college dude really win it in this department.

*hours later

“Aye check it out bruh, the faggot take the bait!”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Whoa dude, how long he did this? Tattoos receeded, muscle vanished, fuck you really win a jackpot in this one,”

I realized their presence and then Kayden just smiled at me

“Congrats. You are going to be our main faggot for the next six months,”

He moved me aside and then grab his shoes and also socks from me. I still want more so I let my tongue out and begged for his mercy and then the blonde guy said

“Fuck his brain really is sucked. Dude we really hit a jackpot with this one. I wonder how big you’re going to be

But Kayden didnt budge and just go to my room

*Kayden POV

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck that stupid faggot really make my day. Gosh how many kilos he lost to this shoes huh? Must be fuckin SSSSIIIIIICCCKKKKK UNGGGGHHHH FUUUUUCCCKK MY MUSCLE AAAAAARRGGHHHHHH……..shit, and this is only the first sock. Let’s do this agaAIIINNNNNNAAAAAHHHHH FFFUUUUUUUUUCCCKKK……FFFUUUUCKK OH GOODNESS……oh……huh…..look at this goddamn legs. Going to slide on the shoes at the same time….ow shit….I just touched the lace and I can already feel the power. This is going to be good!

*3 days later*

I take a selfie for my Master, he said some of his friends will come by tonight to celebrate him moving in to this house. Master Kayden told me to dress up so here I am, sending my pic so he can approve my look

Turned out, Master Kayden is already home and not in the gym anymore. His voice boomed from the front door of the room and then I take a look at him

“What are you doing in Brendan’s room?”

“Umh…..umh……this room has good lightning, Master,”

“Go back to the attic and don’t you dare going down unless I called you,”

I quickly walk away but then he grabbed my hair and whispered

“Use a bowtie. I need you to look presentable tonight. Don’t embarass me,” he said as he slapped my back and told me to go

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What do you guys think with this one? Trying something new instead of my basic nerd to alpha theme, I reversed it this time. The story dedicated to @idesofrevolution who posted the challenge to use one of the pic used above (if you follow him you know which pic it is). Tell me your thoughts in the comment or just hit me up in the chat!

“You may touch, kiddo. Maybe you want to hold on something hard when the turbulence comes again, or maybe you need a pillow to rest on that head,”

My mouth is gaping not because I’m in awe, it’s simply because this nerd took my breath away as he transferred my muscle to his puny body, probably during my sleeping time. I was asleep on the flight yet as the flight took off, it abruptly land thirty minutes later as the weather around was not really good for flight. When the announcer voice entered the cabin, I snapped awake and boom, the nerd own my arm, my pecs, my abs and even my tan! His face even turned more angular and the only thing that remind me of his real self is the glasses. He smiled at me and then suddenly grabbed my head and hold it still on the seat

“Yeah, now you’re awake, you can give me access to your mind,”

I gasped for air and asked for help but his hand able to cover the entirety of my face as I feel more and more vague memories bombarded my mind while I lost most of my bodybuilding memories. That’s when his face eventually resemble me more as I’m pretty sure I turned to the dweeb instead and have to live life as him while he can strut in my body

Well…..at least I ain’t have tiny roid dick no more

“You see, sometimes it’s not the hitchhiker who is the one with bad intention and you should be more aware of that, not saying that what I did could be considered bad, it’s a simple survival means. Yes I do look like some normal teen, but hey, not anymore. All thanks to your cooperative measure, staying still as I drain your muscle, your manliness, your age, and some things from your mind. And now we look quite similar you know, you can even pass as my son, a dumb teenage son that need his Dad to guide him. Yeah, a perfect way to start a brand new life right? Pretty sure I can land a job in gym or anything that doesn’t require paperwork and just this brawn, at least better than continously driving to nowhere running away from my abusive parents,”

Drink from A Stranger

My vision suddenly got blurry as soon as I spent the drink this stranger treated me, which is weird because I have high tolerance and the drink is not even that strong. The whole world around me seems spinning continuously as this huge man in his tight clothes said things that I can’t comprehend clearly. I only heard some words like “woozy”, “drained” and “good source of” as my headache grew stronger until I passed out.

The next morning I wake up in the bathroom floor, shirtless and somehow feeling so sick. Then I realize the shit that happened to my body, I LOST HELL A TON OF MY MUSCLE! And what the fuck with this stupid long hair with bang? I take a look in the mirror to confirm my fear and it’s confirmed right away that somehow I lost almost 15 years of my age or somewhere around that number and also my muscle drained drastically.

I slammed the bathroom door and shocked to see the guy that I met last night posing in front of the mirror

“How’s the hangover? Told you, you’re one hell of a good source of protein,” he said while staring at me with his cold stare, his arm and biceps tensed as he tightened his grip to the towel that he must be use to wipe off his sweat

“What did you do to me last night, asshole?”

“Well, only a simple trick of muscle draining. I know you’re hungry, what about if I replace the lost protein with something more tempting?” he said while suddenly drop his pants to the floor, revealing a thick 7” cock

I’m straight but I don’t know, like there’s some sort of energy or something that make me afraid to him, yet at the same time turned on too. I can only drool to such sight and then once again he smirked

“I knew you’re a fag,” and he sauntered me to force me kneel to the floor and suck his thick cock

Bet if you have the same skill as I do, you will siphon these beautiful people around you and make their physical beauty yours. Both gym power couple next to me clearly forgot about their look and life just recently as they adjusted to their new role as a pair of old wrinkly couple while I basked in their glorious muscle and charm

Short Caption : Scoring to the Right Hole

“Damn, it really works. I’m inside this hunk and he has no idea at all that he already body swapped with me, a fucking Vietnam War veteran. Fuck, his body is even way better than mine during my time in the army, and he’s not even in the army” said Michael, mumbled and admired himself as he successfully body swapped with this young piece of stud that walked behind him

“This devilish smirk and sexy goatee plus these guns surely will work perfectly to score some boypussy………wait what the hell? I’m straight, what the hell is wrong with me now? Oh God, fuck, I spotted a hungry twink that secretly ch……dammit…..I can’t be gay, I love chicks and this body build to fuck that……twink ass senseless……OHHHH FUUUCKKK I CAN’T, I SHOULD RESIST THIS GAY URGE, FUUUUCCKKKK…….GODDAMMIT…….that twink bites his lips, he’s definitely lusting over me. He’ll be in my bed tonight and I’ll teach him the proper way to tease an alpha like me,”

“You don’t need your muscle, you’re just a fag,” said the old guy that stole my muscle as he eventually filled his sleeveless clothing, now it looks tight on his once skinny frame. The watch that he used, it must be it. That must be the one that caused this, I literally see the screen beamed as he touched my neck and then made me jolted. In instance, his frail and bony arm packed with muscle as my biceps and triceps shrunken. His gut also got packed as thick slab of meat filled his flat stomach as my cobbled abs replaced by lean stomach with vain lines of abs. My legs that I worked so hard just a couple hours ago instantly replaced by this pair of thin leg yet my butt becoming round and bubbly. The old guy eventually towered above me and then pushed me to the floor “Now tell me, where’s the closest gay bar? Gonna swoon this dad bod down there as I’m going to steal some muscle from undeserving fags,” My jaw dropped as I eventually know his plan “Besides, only Alpha needs muscle, gay fags like you just need to be twinked and serve real men, like me now,” he said as he flexed his biceps “Kneel fag and start sucking, I gonna do some search on Google to found the perfect spot to attract people like you that have a thing or two with daddy like me,”

I just finished with my gym session and feeling pretty pumped for the night. My girl has sent me some kinky shit through her chat, she promised a good fuck for the night to celebrate our anniversary. Well, guess I better take the shower quick. I quickly take my shirts off, drying the sweats peppering my body and quickly wrap the towel around my waist before dropping my sweaty jockstrap down. As I chat with my girl, I bump into this dude but then I feel a dizzying shift

The fuck?

"Hey dude, watch where you are going,"

H....how? What.....is this? Who is he? Why the fuck someone looked like the exact of copy of myself? But then I realized that he's not even a copy of me, he's inside my body while I.....I become him!? He already walked into the shower as I tried to confront him, but as if on autopilot, instead of following my real body, this body keeps moving on its own and head back to its locker. This can't be real....no, no, no, I gotta find a way, I gotta find the way to break free!

"Really? Again? Fuck, this body is totally trying to kick me out,"

Hunter really pissed me off. He's such a tough motherfucker and this is literally the 3rd time in 5 hours he shot this much of a cum just to mess with me. If he's insisting on being an uncooperative jerk, I guess I'm just going to leave him then, there's plenty of hot bodies that I still can possess

The Special Kush

Mike has no idea his buddies gave him pussy kush, a strain that turns you into an arrogant, douchey bro that’s obsessed with pussy. Without any hesitation or suspiciousness, he just took a hit but one drag was all it took to set the change. Mike’s lean muscle started to swole and actually strained his white tee. His thick brunette hair, styed to resemble those Tiktok boys, receded back into his scalp to give him a more buzzed and masculine look as his face also got slightly rougher and older. Without he realized, he already started to flex and gloat about how “swole” he is and how he feels like he needs to unleash huge amount of load to some tight, pink pussy. That’s the sign, the hunger, that it won’t be long till he’s literally starving for pussy and not remembering anything from his old life as his mind only focused on railing any women that their car passed. Pussy kush is also highly addictive. Mike’s gay days are over, and that fact made his buddies that also smoked their own joint beamed from ear to ear. Mike is going to be one of them now: a straight stoner bro.

“Fine american ‘od us got eh bruh?”

“Those Americans gym pussies are nit deservin’ of ther ‘ody while us ‘an use this like for propa use if ya know what i mean,”

“Yeah, we can protect our mum too with this body,”

“And beat the shit out of Jerry since he won’t be the big guy no more,”

“Hell yeah, but fancy to hit the bar first? Want to do some bad shit there cus we got the muscle now,”

“Up to you bruh. We can do anything we want now,”

Kenny's uniform

--- Originally posted on 2018-12-03 by makingrealalphas ---

Kenny is too devastated and asked me to help him to pack his brother stuff and clean the room that his brother won’t sleep in ever again. It’s such a tragic way to leave the world for such passionate young soldier like Johnny and no one expect him to died in home soil in such untimely manner like this. Poor Gemma just getting out from hospital and have to be hospitalized once more due to the report of her son departure, this time for good.

As I walked into Johnny’s room, all the memories of him started to get to my brain. On how kind he treated me and Kenny even though I know damn well he’s not really that open-minded and always expect his little brother to be a straight buff. On how he always been proud to Kenny and being really supportive of his choices to pursue his degree and all his goofy and jolly attitude that always light out the house, man he’ll be missed. But other than memories, instant musk also hit me as this room really reeked with potent sweat even though the room is quite neat. Well, he’s a soldier after all, those discipline regime really make some mark on Johnny as a person but then I realized one odd thing, his uniform stranded on a chair in the middle of the room

I check that the coast is clear because damn…..somehow those pieces of clothing really tempted me to put them on. I really tried to block such thoughts away but I cannot help myself so I decided that I’ll just do it for one solid minute and fold all of them as soon as possible. I grab the pants and pulled it up, lookin’ funny as my legs drowned in it and got to use the belt to tighten this pants. The intense musk of the boots and the socks that reeked from Middle Eastern heat really make me want to dive in but I know my time is tight so I just used it swiftly and let my 8 sized foot drowned in this size 13 boots. The sensation feels surreal as I inhale the undershirt and the moment I put in……I know something is not right. My body cracked by itself as it expands and grow to snugly fit the clothings that use to drown me and that’s when my body moved on autopilot to tighten the boots.

I stand up and inhaled my pit as I move to the mirror and smirked happily

“Back to live! Kenny, look who’s back!”

I grabbed the military shirt and donned it to my body as somehow Johnny’s soul used my body to live his life once more while I left within as a bystander. My boyfriend entered the room and smiled to witness his brother live once more

“Guess he has zero clue about our plan, right babe?”

What the fuck is happening here?

"Didn't I tell you to be in your bed?"

"Because you are too loud, Ryan! You told me to go to bed, but the noise you and your friends made keep me awake,"

"Well, use some noise cancelling earbud or something. Don't be such a whiny brat and just go to bed, or I'll tell your mom and dad about your unruly behavior,"

"Me? Unruly? You are the one invitin---" not even finished with his sentence, Mikey's mouth muffled by Ryan's huge hands as the massive 19 years old lift Mikey to the 2nd floor. Mikey tried to wriggle free but to no avail as his babysitter hold him tight and easily subdue him. As they arrived in Mikey's room, Ryan dropped the boy down to the floor and tried to lock the door from outside. But, Mikey grabbed Ryan's leg to stop him so he didn't lock the door

"Please, please, no, don't lock the door, what if I need to pee?? What if I suddenly need water?"

"You broke the rules, Mikey. This is the punishment for it,"

Ryan easily move Mikey's grip from his legs and push the boy away as he grabs the key of the room. In desperation, Mikey runs toward Ryan and to Ryan surprise, instead of his hand easily stopped Mikey, the boy somehow wriggle his way inside his body. Ryan literally froze in place as the invading Mikey clearly have done this previously while Ryan's soul never dealt with something such as possession or physical takeover. The battle ensues, manifested as a series of grunting and quite an intense amount of sweat, as both parties tried to gain control. But eventually, Ryan's inexperience and surprise let him down as Mikey's soul prevailed and as soon as he realizes his victory, he let out a smirk

"Well, I don't like to do this, but I guess you've been such a pain in the ass and I cannot fathom what kind of shitty next few days I'll have if you gotta babysit me until Monday,"

Looking at the bedroom, the possessed Ryan let out a smirk as he closes the door and lock it up from outside. He jogs downstairs but then decided to check his new look before meeting his "friends"

He let out a rather childish and uncharacteristic grin as he flexes his newly controlled muscle

"Fuck, this is so much better than possessing Andre," he murmured as his memories recalled the moment he possessed his bully in junior high before the whole lockdown thing enforced all across the states

He wipes off the grin from his face and try to tap into Ryan's brain for guidance. Soon, his facial expression changes as he becomes a little bit more serious, his mind remembers all the details he did for the past few hours, and started to gain more and more memories as the time goes by. James, Luke, Terry and Gabe are the names of his friends in the playing room, well, maybe this is time to test out on how well he poses as the big wrestling champ Ryan Combs. He checks himself one last time in the mirror before strutting back to the playing room. Gabe noticed him coming

"Yo, heard some noise from upstairs. What's up?"

Ryan dangles the bedroom key in his hand and casually said

"I just locked him in his room, and put on some of that noise cancelling stuff in his ear, that's all. Plus, the room is actually rather soundproof so he supposedly won't hear any of this. Besides, not like he needs to witness what's gonna happen next,"

All the boys let out a laughter as each of their partners are already on their way here and they all will have fun till the sun rises, not knowing that one of their friend is not necessarily their friend despite looking like one.

"Oh c'mon Dec, I changed into Brett for the next 24 hours so you can eat this ass, and now you want to back down just because you're afraid of him? I'm not the real him for God's sake, I won't hurt you,"

"But you said it yourself, you can also behave like him.....that sounds terrifying to me. What if you lose control whatsoever and drown into his behavior?"

"Well first, behaving like him means nothing. It just to make things more realistic, at least that's what the company said. And two, so what if I drown into his character? In 24 hours this suit will take itself off from me and then become a dysfunctional crumpled of leathery stuff. And trust me, I will always be in full control, it's not like those possession stories you read and intensely jerked into when the guy possessed someone and instead he lost control of that body to the real owner. That's fiction, this is reality. And this is not even remotely similar to me possessing Brett, it's just me wearing a company-made realistic outer skin with little memory implant, no takeover is possible. So c'mon, you won't have the whole time to make some good out of this body, we can even set some camera and record how you humiliate your biggest bully,"

Declan still look slightly terrified but his dick is definitely telling a different story upon hearing his boyfriend's explanation, ass still in the air, waiting impatiently to be used by Declan

Only after I dated him for 8 months that he revealed his secret power. I still remember that day, we were in a cafe and I was in awe of this handsome jocks that seemed to exude this confidence from him. The way he leaned in his chair, the way he smirked, the way he talked to his friend, the guy is a total package and I guess I slightly ignored my boyfriend that day. Then, when the jock stood up, I couldn't help myself but gaped seeing how his ass framed so nicely in his camo workout pants. That ass is fit! And there's nothing more I liked from a dude other than their ass, so it was such a huge distraction as my eyes literally traced that jock in every step he took until he disappeared behind the restroom door. My boyfriend definitely spotted how clearly enthralled I was and then said

"I wanna head to the restroom,"

A minute or so later, he told me to help him with something in the bathroom, which at that moment sprung my heart up a beat as I thought that I might see more of that jock's ass. And lo and behold, that's literally the first view I witnessed, the jock in his jockstrap, minding his own business as he drained his bladder......with a little arch in his back

I called out my boyfriend's name since I didn't see him around but imagine my surprise when the jock, the only other person in the restroom, answered

"I'm here, babe,"

And things went up a notch in our relationship ever since that revelation of my boyfriend's ability to possess people's body.

From taking over this annoying frat boy, one of his student in uni, and took a selfie of the boy's ass while he's butt naked in our first floor.

To mess around with our fuckingly sexy yet painfully homophobic neighbor, Wyatt, literally inviting me to fuck that tight virgin ass and defiled the bedroom where he usually banged those chicks as his coping mechanism after dumped by his wife

Or even just a casual fun with the nicest barista in our local Starbucks, Levi, who turned out to be quite a wonder in terms of taking it up in the ass

All the focus, as expected, were in their asses, as that's my fave, and my boyfriend is always willing to satisfy my craving over that while at the same time giving himself a chance to be inside a fitter individual. Tonight is our 3rd anniversary, and I'm quite sure he's already waiting for me in our house with someone's else body all primed and ready to receive yet another fucking of a lifetime. Gosh I wish he's in an apron or something acting all submissive inside huge roided powerlifter or something, there's always a rush in fucking some bodies that's bigger than yours and not typically looked like the stereotypical bottom, y'know?

A message popped in my phone, from him.

"Found this dude around your office area. Have a clue about him?"

Jesus H. Christ he took over my boss body.....yup, way to go babe, I'm shooting my first shot now right in the middle of a fucking traffic

Fuck my body still kinda sore, I guess this is because his workout and then my takeover struggle. I cannot believe this guy is fucking strong, probably the fiercest and most determined person I ever encounter, not to mention the fact that he just finished a 3 hour workout when the sun is not even rise up yet. Thankfully this gym is empty at this point, if not his grunts when we battled over this body will be too loud to be unnoticed and people would swarmed quickly to the sight and found me trying to possess this body. I sit for a while and let his memories sink in, slowly and surely fragments of memories started to fill my head, goddammit no wonder he fought like a goddamn bull, he’s a black belt owner in karate and judo but he stopped since a couple years ago and start bodybuilding, fuck what a healthy junkie and wow he’s natural, never take steroids or shit, what a dedicated person he is, no wonder he is everyone’s favorite. “Yo Tyler,” shouted someone from my back Working in the front-table make me know people and that distinctive voice clearly belong to Russell, the 19 year old college boy. I replied to his greetings and focused deeper on his mind until snap, I felt my soul get tied up or something. I groaned, feeling uneasy and then suddenly Tyler’s soul resurfaced from the depth of unconsciousness realm “Gotcha. We already targeting you since the very first time, Charlie,” I tried to be in the control seat of Tyler’s body but to no avail somehow I trapped as passenger inside here as he takeover full control of his own body once more. His thought eventually speaking to me, “With you inside me now, I can slip myself to anyone necessary because my body absorbs your power. The government need you, no, they need us to find the one who crack the code for operating missile. Your power has been supervised and watched by the government since ages and I’ll release your soul as soon as we finished this mission,”

My sister left to our grandparents house for a week or so while his husband stayed behind. He's not the one who love to take care of house chores and could drown in his own world so she asked me to watch over him every day, basically filling her absence. Don't get me wrong, I'm mostly fine with Finn but the past few months he's been a little bit more on the asshole side. Last month revelation that he turned out to smoke quite shook things up in their household and I wouldn't be surprised that my sister took this chance to visit my sickly grandparents to have some time with herself. 7 years of relationship culminated in their marriage 3 years ago, and he lied all this time about that? What could he hide other than that, she must be thinking

But now, what do you think I should say to my sister that her husband fucked me by the 4th day of her absence? That her husband made his move to me and then just suddenly slide my pants down and then insert his boner right then and there at the kitchen island? That I didn't stop him and instead encouraged him? That he is not even her husband? Okay let me explain to you

The first 2 days were "normal". He smoke inside the house, a big no no and it's like as if he legitimately wanted to piss my sister off. The second day was the time I caught him jacking off while watching porn on TV, that chicken parmesan I made fell to the floor because the sight of the polite and mostly reserved Finn in my head totally replaced with this lust-ridden, sloppy guy with a thick ass dick! He didn't even stop and proceed to shot his load first before calmed me down and told me that my sister didn't need to know. That he's been dying for a release as my sister cockblocked him since that smoking revelation. He even circled that sticky hand of his to my shoulder, basically lapping some of the cum that ended in his hand to my shirt

"Who are you?" I said to him as a statement of disbelief on how much he differed from the Finn I knew, which surprisingly ticked him off or something because he started to stutter and then got furious later. I quickly left him before things could get worse

On the third day, as I dropped off the lasagna and literally shouted "You better not jacking off now, just gonna be quick," from the front door, he called me to swing by the garage before I headed home. From the sound of it, he was working out or some sort and it's true, he's been working out.

That's when he dropped the bomb

"How can you tell I'm not Finn? Because aside from the smoking that I could wriggle with stress and shame blah blah blah, don't you think I played him to the tee?"

At that moment, I thought he hit his head or some sort or maybe he has some personality disorder. But no, he instead explained that he is Finn's coworker, the one Finn snubbed for his latest promotion 2 months ago. That he just wanted to teach Finn some lesson and messed a little with his life, making things not smooth for Mr. Smooth. But then he realized he couldn't even leave Finn's body and has been stuck inside with no idea on how to get out. That's when my boner sprang and he smirked upon seeing one

"Finn realized your staring, you know? He ignored that, but me..." he said as he proceed to kissed me. I didn't stop him, it was a mixture of shock and pleasure and my body reacted by doing nothing. As he realized that he's been kissing me without any sort of retaliation or reaction from me, he stopped mid-way and I instantly ran with my underwear soaked with my pre.....

Earlier today? Well, you could visualize what happened. Me feeling sorry for making things awkward and somehow I'm in need for some sort of explanation. He felt the same way too. We talked like civilized human being in the couch (yes, in that couch where he, buck naked, jacked his dick off). We get our head closer and closer. I stopped him as I thought of my sister and headed to the kitchen for some water. He kissed me on my neck and rubbed his bulge while called me out as he whispered seductively,

"I saw your search history once, baby bro. I snooped around your room. Thinking to learn more of my baby bro. I expect some straight porn but instead, you watch those shapeshift videos, those possession, and oh it must be so arousing for you to see it happened in real life, huh?" and with that emphasized last word, he grabbed my stiffened dick and he knew he got me

As I now laid on top of him, his softening 7 inches dick still buried in my hole, he asked my commitment to keep all of this a secret

"Remember, you are not in a good position, baby bro. She believed me more. I mean, how can her straight husband suddenly interested to her gay younger brother? The gay younger brother gotta be the one that made the move, right? When it's your words against mine, despite the smoking incident, she would still side with me, I know that from memory. And what's the point of telling her all of this, anyway? Possession? Might as well call in the mental hospital for ya, hahahah. Besides, by telling her, you would lose access to this dick and I know you probably wanting more already, don't you baby bro?"