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Monkey Business: Part 2 of 3

Damn, I’m fucking hot! I’ve been going out to the gym alot lol. It’s a turn on watching my muscles be covered by my thick fur.

After getting this new bod, I haven’t been shy about showing it off. The old me, Lewis, would never have been this fuckin confident. And, this hasn’t been the only change.

The first real change was at, Lewis’ old job. It was my first day back and I had to wear a dumb ass suit. It clung to my hairy bod; making me itch. It was suffocating me. In addition, my mind was being tortured by how boring the work was. I need to be active, energy was building up. I started getting hot and sweaty. I couldn’t fuckin stand it anymore. I ripped the suit off bod, exposing my furry self. The only thing left on me was my tight briefs outlining my huge package. The buildup of musk filled the room. The men of the office kept looking at me, lust in their eyes. Some guys even had to excuse themselves to the bathroom to beat one out. This was going to be fun or so I thought.

My attention turned to some of the women. Some gagging. They commented about a horrible smell. I guess they just can’t handle the smell of a real man. The men just ignored them as their interest in me and each other increased. I could tell the office was about to explode into an homosexual orgy, right before some bitch came and sprayed me with perfume.  “What the fuck! Put your clothes on nobody wants to see that shit. And learn to take a fucking shower.” She said, as she did it. Right after, I was called into the office, my boss staring at my shirtless body. “Look, I … um can’t have you here in this office. Ahhh …There has been complaints and you are being to … um distracting. I’m sorry but, your fired.” He said in between rubbing in himself and moaning. He quickly left most likely to rub one out.

I went home feeling pissed; the anger turning into energy. I had to just fucking move. I spent days at the gym working out and fucking wannabe alphas. They were intoxicated by my musk. However as days passed, I became depressed. The money in my bank account started to run low. I needed work, but in a place that could meet up with my needs. So one day, I just fucking started running around my apartment complex, shirtless and in shorts. Going around the whole complex multiple times.  Multiple neighbors watching me, talking about me. Thoughts entered my mine. I love this fuckin attention. Of course people are going to be looking. Why wouldn’t they? But, I can’t stand people who hold some kind of speciesism towards me. Those fuckers who are jealous of me and my human-monkey hybrid body, so they try to take it out on me.

In the midst of my workout, I saw him. His fuckin beautiful brown skin toasting in the sun, as he worked around the complex.  I would later get to know his name, Enrique. He mowed the lawn with those powerful arms. Sweat ran down his hairless, shirtless body. He continued working, making repairs to broken fences and did other maintenance work around the complex. But, through all this work he always looked at me, as I ran by. A smile appearing on his face each time he saw me. A smile that turned me on. He finally waved at me, calling my attention.

“Damn you have a lot of energy. This is like you 50th time around. Maybe you can use some of that energy to help me out.” He spent the rest of the day explaining everything about his work to me. He was a maintenance worker at multiple apartment complexes. The more time I spent with him the more I felt there was something about him. I mean he could never be as perfect as me but, he was pretty great for a human. He loved the work I was able to do, and loved my monkey characteristics. As, the hot day progressed, I let the smell of my animalistic musk evade my mind. I could only think of working out and fucking now.

Enrique saw this and invited me to his car, where are bodies united. Bumping and grinding on each other. Hair on skin. Muscle on muscle. He didn’t seem to be affected by my musk, like other men were. He let me fuck him out of pure love. We both wanted more, and I told him about my situation. He hired me, both knowing we were going to have a lot of fun. This job was going to be perfect. Working out, being shirtless, and being with someone I loved.

I made my way home and decided to go on the computer, my day with Enrique still fresh in my mind. When suddenly a dialogue box opened “Hello Logan … The time has cum hahaha.” It was morphmaster and I knew the price for my existence need to be paid.

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The Body Swap Couple: Car Troubles

"Hey, cut it out!" Travis tried to shoo away Henry as he worked on the car.

"Babeeeee, whyyyy, you looks soooo hot and muscular. And, I look so hot and muscular. You know .... I also love hairy bodies. It's so not fair!" Henry groans his flamboyant tone and mannerisms, looking a bit silly in his new over masculine body.

"Baby, no! We need to focus. We only jumped into these bodies so we could fix the car and use their knowledge to do so. We are already using their tools and garage ... we can't have fun in their bodies ... it's only business." Travis groaned as he lifted the car with the automatic lift.

"But, babeeee, I wanna play with the only tool ... I care about." Henry said as he was about to grab Travis, new body's junk. Travis swatted him out of the way.

"No, Henry! Remember anything we do in their bodies ... they will think they did, themselves. Look at these guys' memories ... they have families. We can't just turn them both gay and destroy their lives and marriages." Travis began to look at what he'd need to fix the car. "Just stand by the toolbox and hand me what I need. You should know the name of the tools because of the memories of these bodies."

"Ugh, fine, Trav, but we need to find some bodies to fuck in sooooon. It's been a few days since we fucked in new bodies! And, I'm so horny for a new expirence." Herny began to look through the toolbox.

"Okay, I need a hammer. To knock this part off, " Travis said.

"I'd love to get hammered by you." Herny giggled as he passed the tool.

"Herny!" Travis rolled his eyes. He knew their words wouldn't affect the bodies ... only their behaviors would. But, still, he thought Henry needed to get his mind out of the gutter. "Okay, now I need a wrench." Travis continued as he raised his arms to get to the part he needed to take off.

Henry took that moment to wrap his arms around Travis. He tip toed to reach Travis' armpit and licked, followed by sniff, then a kiss, and a slight suck. Travis moaned in response.

"Oops ... is this gonna affect them." Henry smirked. "My guy ... gets a new taste for your guys body. And, your guy moans in response. Seem tainted to meee!" Henry chuckled.

Travis groaned as he put his fingers to the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Fuck! And, yes! This taints them. Now they are gonna fucking do this all the time. And, be confused about it and ashamed. The only way to help them now ... is to fuck ... so they think they confessed thier love to each other. Instead of being closeted and shameful." Travis sighed as he took of his pants to get ready to fuck.

"Yay!" Henry cheered.

The Body Swap Couple: Snowy Get Away

Travis swung the axe down on the log, easily splitting it in half. Despite the meditative rhythm of chopping wood, he could still feel Henry’s cold stare.

“So, are you just gonna stand there and stare... or?” Travis asked, rolling his eyes after the fight they'd just had.

“Well, geez, Trav... I don't know. Why would I sit in a freezing cabin when I can get heated by watching you?” Henry, the smaller but still burly man, said with a smirk, eyeing the larger, even burlier Travis.

“You know I’m cutting wood to start up the furnace, right? Just be patient. This snowy getaway isn’t as bad as you're making it seem.” Travis’s voice held a hint of irritation. “You know, Henry, if you just tapped into your new memories, you'd be able to help me cut some wood, and we could have a cozy fire going even sooner.”

Henry scoffed. “I could… or we could be on a plane to Hawaii, Cancun, or anywhere warm. I could be showing off my hot body right now.” He crossed his arms, continuing, “You got me all excited, saying these two beefcakes were headed to a tropical getaway. Do you know how hot it would be to walk around showing off our furry lumberjack bodies?”

Travis looked a bit guilty but held his ground. “Henry, we always go somewhere tropical. I’m sorry I lied, but if I’d told you where I wanted to go, would you have agreed? We always go where you want.”

Now it was Henry’s turn to look guilty. “Don’t say that, Trav… we do things you want too. Like…” He paused, trying to think of a recent trip that was solely for Travis’s sake. “Oh… my… God, Travis. I’m sorry.” He realized it had been months since Travis had picked their destination.

Travis sighed and walked behind Henry, wrapping him in an embrace. “Don’t feel bad, babe. It’s okay. I love watching you experience the things you enjoy. I’ve done a lot before we met, so seeing you happy makes me happy. But I needed this trip.”

Henry smiled as he leaned into the embrace. “It’s okay, Trav. I get it. I’ll stop complaining and be a good sport.”

Travis kissed the back of Henry’s neck. “I know you’re going to love this trip.”

Henry chuckled. “I mean, I’ll really try, but being alone in the snow doesn’t exactly scream fun.”

Travis laughed. “Doesn’t it? Alone in the snow, with a fire going, cuddling in each other’s arms, keeping warm… giving in to our wild desires.” He growled playfully into Henry’s ear.

Henry shivered. “Well, when you put it that way… we should hurry up with this wood.”

Travis chuckled. “Glad you’re seeing things my way. I mean ... there was a reason I fought to be the bigger of the two. I want to take care of you really well this trip." He winked, hinting at the sexual domination to come.

Henry joined Travis in chopping wood, their bodies working like well-oiled machines. The anger that had blinded Henry before had lifted, and he now saw the lumberjack fantasy Travis had set up. Both men were finally on the same page.