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The Fountain Of Youth Speedo

Tony, a middle-aged man on vacation, receives a magical speedo that transforms his body and age, leading to unexpected adventures.

Tony, a middle-aged man, was on vacation trying to escape his mid-life crisis. He visited a swim shop and was handed a speedo to try on. With a shrug, he decided to give it a go.

In the changing room, Tony observed his dad bod in the mirror. He sighed, longing for his younger days. The shop owner saw him and complimented his look, insisting the speedo was on the house. Surprised, Tony took the gift and headed for the beach.

Feeling a bit self-conscious, Tony decided to test the waters alone. With a deep breath, he took the plunge into the cool, inviting ocean.

As he swam, something incredible began to happen. His muscles started to grow, his wrinkles began to fade, and he felt a surge of energy that he hadn't felt in years.

When he emerged from the water, he was no longer the middle-aged man with a dad bod. He was now a 25-year-old man with a body rippling with muscles and a youthful glow.

Shocked and elated, Tony marveled at his reflection in the water. The magical speedo had given him a second chance at youth.

Index

Hi there this is just a index of all my story and pic I made using AI

Story:

muscle growth/Weight gain : (The Firefighter's Transformation) |(The Heavyweight Shake) | (The Three Wishes) | (The magic Potion workout) | (The Hulk Within)*1 | (The Wishful Football Player) | (The Ice Cream Lifeguard) | (The Hot Cop Transformation) | (The New Lineman) | (Magic underwear)

Mpreg: (The Magic Island Wish) | (The Enchanted Idols) | (Unexpected Heirs) | (Unexpected Protector)*1 | (Unexpected Expectations) | (Breastfeeding Dad)

Age: (The Fountain Of Youth Speedo) | (The Cost of Ambition) | (Hairy Changes) | (The Texas Rancher) | (Fathers and Sons)

Body swap: (The Cop And The Stripper) | (The Wishing Well Wish) | (The Switch At The Olympics) | (Beach wish)

series: [ The Doctor: (The Strongman) | (The Smoker) | (The Coach) | (The Bear) | (Unexpected Gains) | (Army man) | (Roid Rage) | (Gridiron To Diving) | (The Lucha libre) | (Minor League To MLB) ] || [ The Witch's Transformation: (Part 1) | (Part 2) | (Part 3) ]

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Random: (Big army soldier) | (A Growing Love) | (Speedo Cop) | (Blue Brief locker room) | (Mirror) | (Football interview) | (Jock in Blue) | (Wrestler) | (Cops) | (Expecting a baby) | (Big Men) | (superhero) | (Beer & Blue) | (coach) | (old business man) | (Big Red) | (Baseball Belly) | (couples) | (Firefighter) | (Cowboy) | (Strongman) | (Gladiator) | (Olympic) | (Doctors) | (Black, white, and Blue) | (Beach Couples)

Beach: (Start) | (Green) | (Red) | (Blue) | (Yellow) | (White) | (Black) | (Gray) | (Brown) | (Orange) | (Bonus 1) | (Bonus 2) | (Bonus 3)

Extra story: (Enchanted idol) || [ The Witch's Transformation (part 1) | (part 2) | (part 3) ] ||

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Six wishes

“Great necklace, my first wish is to exchange muscles with him.”

Said an old man who grew up with a white beard. As soon as it was finished, the necklace began to glow red. The same reaction took place in necklaces worn by short-haired bodybuilders. Bodybuilders who were tied to their limbs and sealed to their mouths could not even resist.

Immediately bodybuilder’s muscles began to shrink. thick arm and legs were tapered like a dry twig, and the huge chest and shoulders also disappeared. All ten abdomens have also dried out. On the contrary, old man’s body exploded as if it were exploding. Massive muscles removed the wrinkles of the entire body except the face. One problem is that the 6’7“ bodybuilder’s muscles were too big for an old man only 5’1”. The old man was also hard to stand properly.

But there was no problem. Because the next wish will solve this problem.

“Great necklace, my second wish is to exchange heights with him.”

The necklace shone again. The bodybuilder screamed at the tremendous pain that suddenly felt tingling. The bone began to sound strange, and soon the bodybuilder began to shrink. In just a few seconds, the bodybuilder became 5’1”. The old man also screamed in great pain. But soon his height grew with a fascinating feeling of tickling. The old man eventually became 6’7“. The old man gasped. Every time he wriggled his well-developed muscular body. He shook his arm a few times, swept his chest and abdomen, and admired his thigh. The muscles that fit the heights  gave him a much better movement.

“Great necklace, my third wish is to exchange virility with him.”

As soon as the old man had finished speaking, he suddenly felt comfortable breathing. He breathed in and out. There was no pain in breathing anymore. The strength of the limbs sprang up. He felt his body was lighter than before. Muscle was not reduced. The power was stronger. He also felt power in the genitalia. Just like a beast that has been sealed for decades wants to pop out right away. No, not yet. I can not do anything with this little cock.

On the contrary, bodybuilders were hard to breathe now. Because the mouth was sealed, it was hard to breathe and it continued to pant.

“Great necklace, my fourth wish is to exchange skin with him.”

The old man did not care about the bodybuilder anymore. The necklace was steadily listening to his wishes.

The necklace worn by the two men began to shine again. This time the lights spread from the chest to the whole body. As the old man ’s skin gradually became brown, the bodybuilder’ s skin turned white. All of the old man ’s age spot has disappeared and the skin has become firm. On the contrary, the bodybuilder, no, now a weak young man, had all the flaws an old man had. The old man immediately confirmed his skin. The skin has a health that is completely unmatched with the age of 80. There was a little wrinkle on the face of the old man, but this was fine.

“Great necklace, my fifth wish is to exchange genitalia with him.”

Finally this moment came. The old man groaned and looked down at his genitals. At the most, it started to grow on the cock about 5cm. It grew to 30cm in an instant and had a terrible thickness close to the weapon. The testicles also grew to match. The old man drooled. This big penis is mine now! Yes, almost done! Now, if he wants only his last wish, everything is over.

The old man took a deep breath. And he made a final wish to change his fate completely.

“Great necklace, my last wish is to have all of his athletic skills and knowledge.”

Finally, the necklace shone. The old man gradually accepted the memory of the former bodybuilder. His athletic skills and skills were engraved on his body. His usual exercise routines and related knowledge were absorbed. When everything was finished, the old man began to sit-up right on the spot. Thanks to his tremendous stamina and speed, he did not even breathe. The old man laughed and rose from his seat.

The former bodybuilder looked at the old man. With the white beard and wrinkles remaining on his face, he was able to recognize that he was still old. But the muscles that were visible under the neck were of young people. Yes, now this old man was a bodybuilder.

Soon the light of the necklace disappeared. The necklace that finished his job lost all power and became an ordinary thing.

“It’s a pity that I did not do rejuvenation. But it’s okay. With all this muscle, I can do anything. ”

The old man said. Now the voice has become rich and deep. He picked up the ‘old’ bodybuilder ’s brief and pants. The clothes were now fitted to his body.

“Then enjoy your new fate, young man.”

The war is over. The Empire won, and now they had large numbers of prisoners of war. They were all prisoners of the enemy country, and among them were many young and strong warriors. The imperial court permitted the use of these prisoners. Special magic research led by the Empire made it possible to transfer the 'power' of enemy warriors to the Empire's knights. They thought of it as just life force, but in fact it could transfer all of their muscles, bones, stamina, metabolism, physical potential, and athleticism, including life force. In any case, the magical benefits were given equally to the knights of the empire. Every knight strengthened himself by taking more 'power' from the enemy warriors.

But among them, the only one who experienced the most dramatic change was the old emperor. The old emperor took as many as fifty ‘powers’. Not only did it rejuvenate the emperor, but it also gave him a massive muscular body that he could never have had in his time. A huge, well-defined muscular body, like a professional bodybuilder. The rejuvenated emperor will now rule the empire with stronger power.

Body swap Diaries: Carl

“Ok one more! Flex your arms a little bit! Ok 1, 2, 3! Ok great photoshoot! Carl once again, great working with you.”

“Thanks Mr. Gomez! Always great working with you.” Carl dropped the dumbbells and shook his hand. He looks around to see that the photo crew are cleaning up and ready to go. “So next week again?”

“Yes of course!” Mr. Gomez said. “Ill see you then”. The crew leaves leaving Carl alone in the Gym

In the corner of his eye he sees Ozzy, a man in his mid 50’s working as the gym’s graveyard shift janitor. Ozzy sees him and quickly left the gym floor and made his way to the lockers; Carl quickly followed him and closed the doors to the lockers.

“Whoa whoa hold on there man. I haven’t seen you for awhile.” Hemove closer to the older man as the older man steps back eventually stopped by a wall. “Damn! I remember that frightened and intimidated look i used to make when you and Derrick used to harass me! I even remember that last prank when you took my clothes while I was showering and i had to leave the gym naked. It was that same day that i made a wish that both of you learn your lesson.” He paused then did a double bicep pose “and someone must’ve been listening since i woke up the next day in your body.” He started taking his sweaty clothes off and threw it to his old face.

Carl looked at his old body with awe and terror. He has never been this big before let alone this ripped before. Ozzy did some more bodybuilding poses which made carl tear up with jealousy. “ Please man! Im sorry for bullying you!! Please give me my body back” he pleaded.

“No can do man! And even if I can, you’d think ill give this all up! I worked hard getting this body this ripped, and modeling companies are lining up to feature me! Something your lazyass could never do!” Carl felt defeated. Ozzy grabs Carl’s gangly arm and forced it to his sweaty chest. “ come on man feel it! You miss having a body this young don’t ya” Carl started moving his hands and feeling his old body. “ yeah bet you miss all of this huh”. Ozzy looks down noticing carls growing erection. “Wow looks like someone took their viagra today, lemme tell you! Feels great constantly getting an erection without taking those! Oh speaking of which!” He looks down to see his cock hardened to its full 8 inches. He could see Carl’s face shocked to see his old cock hard like that. Ozzy smirked and with a commanding tone said “touch it!”

“No please!” Carl begged, but Ozzy didnt care, he grabbed carls right hand and forced him to grip his old cock.

“Oh yeah! You should feel lucky. Your the first guy that ever touched my cock.” Carl stroked Ozzy’s cock with his right and fondling the balls with the left; jacking ozzy off as he used to do it. Moans escaped Ozzy’s lips every stroke, and without warning Ozzy grabs carls head as he squirted cum all over his old face. Carl felt humiliated as he tries to wipe off the warm load off his face and getting it all over the floor. “Fuck that felt good” Ozzy said as he puts his clothes back on. He gives Carl a cocky look as he left the locker room; leaving the cum covered bully with a floor to clean and a hard five erection due to being humiliated.

Hany Rambod’s New Body (POLL)

Hany Rambod is a 24x Olympia coach who trained the best muscle monsters out there like Chris Bumstead and Phil Heath, but seeing the new generation of bodybuilders, makes him yearn for his younger days and the spotlight.

Though Chris Bumstead was originally planned to be his next body, but decided to go someone younger with a lot of potential which he settled on two younger upcoming bodybuilders: Axel and Sean

Which Body Should Hany take?

Axel?

Sean?

My Husbands New Perspective

My husband never really liked our child Carlos. Recently got fired from his job, and since then I have had to take up extra shifts to keep paying rent. Pablo on the either hand has started to go to the gym as much as possible to avoid Carlos. I have confronted him about a few times but he doesn’t listen. Here is a picture of my husband at the gym, one of those “Gym Selfies”.

I was talking to my friend, Kenny who had a similar problem with her husband. As soon as I heard what she had done, I knew that’s what I would do to Pablo. To show him a new prospective.

One night when Pablo got back from a long day at the gym he walked into the kitchen where me and Kenny sat at the kitchen island. He didn’t even look at us when he came in, he went straight for the fridge. Kenny asked Pablo “So, how’s Carlos?” Pablo of course responded with “I don’t know, I don’t really pay him much attention.” And almost on que. It happened.

Pablo’s once great body started to shrink down. He didn’t notice at first, until he was looking up at Kenny who is only 5’5. When he, Pablo was 6’3. He started asking us for help, but was horrified when he heard his voice, it didn’t sound like a 20 year old, it sounded like a pre teen. Kenny and I watched as his muscles continued to shrink, along with the rest of my old husband. Then everything went dark.

When Pablo woke up he wasn’t staring at his body. He was staring at our sons body. He was panicking until he was annoyed, because our son kept touching him in his old, impressive body.

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,”

-So? Does he serve you?-. Maxwell says looking at his son, who is posing in front of the mirror.

-Yes, it is a very good body. You had told me that he was studying mathematics, right? He really doesn't look like a nerd-.

-Don't call him that, he's my son Joseph, not just any body you can use and throw away. I'm not doing this for pleasure, I'm just doing it because we had a good friendship years ago and I owed you a favor. I offered you my body but you said.....-

-Yes, I told you that your body was old and fat, which is true. You should join the gym, like this young man here-. Joseph says flexing his new young body.

-Anyway I won't stay long, hopefully in a couple of days the police will stop looking for me and I can search for another body on a more permanent basis. You know, you could come with me, we'd be brothers again, and we'd go out and have a good time. Plus my offer to get you a new body still stands-.

-I already told you, that life is over for me, now I have responsibilities, a wife, and a son, who now you wear like a suit. If either of them found out about this, they would never forgive me-.

-They will not. Plus you know me Max. I'm a man of my word, I won't do anything to your son, in fact Nathan and I are going to have a lot of fun-. Joseph says with a crooked smile.

-Just make sure you play the role as best as possible okay, I don't want to......-.

-Yes, yes, dad, don't be annoying, I'm capable of playing a young university athlete. In fact there's a party tonight, and Uncle Joseph is taking me out for a ride-.

-Just remember, low profile-.

-Don't worry, I'm just going to have fun, drink a couple of beers and maybe sleep with a girl, then I'll go to my student flat and have a quiet weekend-.

-Nathan is gay, Joseph-.

-Not with me at the wheel, old friend. Now Nathan is straight, "dad"-.

-Oh god, this was a mistake-.

-Relax, I'll be gone before you know it-.

Josehp, or rather, Nathan got dressed and walked out the door, leaving his father very worried. He got into his car and left. He passed in front of the party house and continued on. Joseph didn't lie, he was going to the party, what he didn't tell Maxwell is that he was first going to "improve" his new body and adapt it to his needs. After all, Nathan's kind nature was a nuisance, and Joseph was more of a "bad boy" type.

Santa’s Solution

(Christmas Special)

It was the night of Christmas Eve and all across the world towns and cities were lit up with sparking colourful lights to celebrate the holidays. Everywhere you looked there was beauty as there always was this time of year. And nobody could see that beauty better than Santa Claus himself as he soared through the skies with his sleigh full of presents and magical reindeer leading the way. Of course most believed him to be a fairy tale but he was very much real. Simply using a little Christmas magic to make adults who didn’t believe in him think the presents he’d brought were ones they’d bought themselves. And of course he used a little magic to make sure nobody ever saw him either. That was one of the number one rules. Nobody is allowed to see Santa.

Well this night it would appear something had gone a little wrong with his magic when he entered the home of Brett Rivers. Usually his Christmas magic would make it so nobody would be awoken when he stopped by to drop off a present or two or that they would just so happen to drift off to sleep when he arrived. However this night it would not go as planned.

Brett found himself fluttering awake to the sound of rustling coming from his small living room. At first he thought it was nothing but when he heard what sounded like footsteps, he knew he had to check it out. He quietly slid out of bed in nothing but a pair of boxers, showcasing his huge muscular physique. Thick and bulky arms, solid powerful legs and a pair of melons for pecs.

He wasn’t at all scared by the noises being the buff guy that he was but he was sure to grab the bat underneath his bed just in case.

He silently made his way down the small corridor outside his bedroom and towards the living room where he turned the corner and saw none other than Santa Claus himself. Or at least a dude dressed up as Santa. He’d been expecting a burglar so the sight of the fat old man dressed up in red and white certainly had him lost for words for a few moments until he finally snapped out of it. “Oi! What the hell are you doing in my house!?” He shouted while bringing the bat up into a position ready to swing.

Startled, Santa whipped around to see the angry and confused hunk of a man standing behind him. “O-oh? You shouldn’t be out of bed Brett.” He said, knowing Brett’s name immediately, with an equal amount of confusion in his voice. “Oh dear… this has never happened before.” Santa hummed with a hint of frustration as he realised he’d broken one of the Christmas rules that he wasn’t allowed to be seen dropping off presents. “This won’t do at all.” He added whilst stroking his long white beard as if trying to come up with some kind of solution to the awkward situation.

“What the fuck are you talking about you crazy old man!” Brett shouted, getting angrier by the second. “How the hell do you know my name!?… N-no I don’t care just get the fuck out before I beat the shit out of your fat ass and call the cops!” He bellowed furiously before taking a few threatening steps closer to the intruder.

Santa sighed. “I’m sorry to do this my boy but I can’t allow that.” The jolly old man suddenly began rubbing his gloved hands together as Brett got closer. The hunk was about to give him one warning before suddenly Santa opened his hands again and blew what seemed to be fairy dust straight in Brett’s face.

The stud coughed as he stumbled backwards slightly, dropping the bat he was holding in the process with a loud thud. His entire body began to feel light and weak as his eyes fluttered. “W…What… did y-you…” Before Brett could even finish his sentence, he fell completely unconscious. Luckily Santa was quick enough to catch him before landed on the floor.

“Ooof… I’ve got you. Just sleep.” The fat bearded man whispered as his magic dust took full effect. Though as he held Brett’s unconscious body, Santa couldn’t help allowing his eyes to wander across the hunky form Brett had build. All the muscular curves and ridges that had been crafted into it along with the thickness that went along with it making Brett look like an adonis. Big Mr Claus couldn’t help licking his lips a little in a moment of perviness that was rather uncharacteristic for him. He soon shook his head however and got back to buisness.

Using a surprising amount of strength, Santa carefully hoisted Brett up onto his feet once again before taking a breath and tossing the muscular man over his shoulder. If his cheeks weren’t already so rosey then he probably would’ve been blushing slightly at having this big handsome almost naked man on his shoulder.

“You’re certainly a strong healthy lad aren’t you my boy.” Santa chuckled slightly as he gave Brett’s muscle ass a cheeky pat before rubbing his hand down the back Brett’s thighs and getting a good feel for those thick hamstrings of his. “Very strong indeed…” he continued to mumble as his hand slid back over Brett’s ass again.

With that Santa made sure he had a good grip on Brett before taking his leave and heading back to his sleigh. Once there he carefully placed the hunk in the back of the sleigh alongside his magical sack of presents. “What am I gonna do with you?…” Santa pondered as he stared down at Brett for a moment, still taking in that young gorgeous body. “Welp. I’ll have to figure that out later. Time is running out and I have presents to deliver!” He declared before heading to the next house that was in need of a couple presents from Santa.

———

The next time Brett awoke he found himself sitting in a cold wooden chair that certainly wasn’t his home. Instead he found himself in what seemed to be some sort of laboratory. It was hard to tell at first but as his vision cleared he began to make out a room filled with all sorts of machines that he couldn’t even begin to understand. There were multiple worktops full of gadgets and devices that’d seemily been crafted here, none of which Brett could make sense of.

“Finally back with us eh? We’ve been waiting forever for that slumber magic to wear off.” Said an elf beside him. “Took your body awhile to wake up after having you under for so many months.” The tiny worker added causally. He worked human enough besides the fact that he looked to have been scaled down a bit in size. And of course the pointy ears. The elf wore a pair of rather sophisticated glasses that sat perfectly atop his nose and would probably be one of his most stand out features if it weren’t for his thick curly beard. He was wearing a typical scientist-y get up comp,ste with the white lab coat you’d usually see yet Brett couldn’t help noticing the tuft of chest hair that stuck out the top of the elf’s collar. He was definitely a furry one.

“W-what!? What’re you talking about?! Months?! What’s-Grrrahh!” As his body began to wake, Brett attempted to jump up from the chair he was seated in only to find both his arms and legs had been tightly strapped down with restraints. “Hey! Let me go you fucking creep!” He shouted while continuing to struggle but his attempts to free himself were all in vain.

The elf who looked to be wearing a messy lab coat of sorts shook his head. “Sorry mister, no can do. Might as well save your strength.” He tutted as he pulled out what looked to be some sort of phone. The scrawny little elf tapped a few buttons before talking into the device. “He’s awake now sir if you’re ready to proceed.”

Brett was even more confused. By this point he was surprised he hadn’t had a panic attack yet. The last thing he could clearly remember was being woken up in the middle of the night before Christmas by some Santa looking fucker breaking into his house and now he was here in the freaky looking gadget workshop. What freaked him out even more though was as he peered over his shoulder he saw one huge machine sat behind him with what looked to be two helmets attached to it.

“What the fuck is that?!” Brett’s voice boomed through the laboratory. When he didn’t get a response however, his face grew red with anger and frustration. “Hey! Answer me you stupid little fuck! What the fuck are you doing to me!?” The jock struggled against his restraints once more in the hopes of performing a miracle and breaking out. But that was only fantasy.

The elf sighed. “Look man. I’ve been instructed not to say anything until the big man gets here. He’ll explain everything to you.” He explained somewhat bluntly. “You know I kinda felt bad for you at first but now… I think I’m starting to see why Mr Claus was okay with going through with this.”

The cryptic wording only made Brett more worried. “C-come on man. Just let me go. Please, I'll give you anything.” Brett’s anger from moments ago turned to pleas as he quickly came to terms with the fact that there was likely no way for him to get out of whatever this was. But once again he was ignored. He begged over and over but the elf had already turned its back to him. There was nothing he could do.

Despite this Brett continued to plead in vain but he would soon be cut short when the large metal door at the opposite end of the room made a beeping sound before sliding open. A wave of nervous anticipation washed over Brett’s body as he saw the fat lumbering form of Santa Claus step foot in the lab.

This time Santa dorned a long sleeved red and white striped button down that just barely managed to stretch across his massive stomach and soft pecs. It was assisted in holding his huge gut in place by a pair of red suspenders that were attached to a large pair of slacks of the same colour. Slacks that also fit the older man's robust frame rather tightly in a way that showed off his fat ass and legs rather nicely.

“Ah! Mr Claus! The machine is prepped and ready for you. Just give the word and we’ll begin the procedure.” The nerdy looking elf who’d been keeping Brett company chirped, seeming elated to be in the large man’s presence.

“Thank you Venix. I wouldn’t be able to do this without you and your team. I’ll be sure to treat you all to something nice after this is over.” Santa smiled warmly at his Head Scientist & Technician who was practically beaming at the words of appreciation. With that however, Santa was quick to turn his attention to the hunk strapped down before him in nothing but a pair of tight underwear.

Mr Claus took a few thunderous steps towards Brett, his belly shaking slightly with each one, until he was stood directly over the jock. “Why hello again Brett. Glad to see you’re back with us. We had to keep you unconscious for quite a few months while we finished this project but it seems it’s finally time.”

There it was again. Months. “What do you mean months!? How long have I been here?? What the fuck is happening?!” Brett panicked aloud.

Santa chuckled. “Well when I brought you here last Christmas this project was only in the planning stage. We hadn’t even begun building the glorious machine you see behind you. So naturally we’ve had to keep you asleep for awhile whilst my trusty elves got to work. And they’ve done a fine job by the looks of it.” He looked up at the large glimmering machine that sat behind Brett which had been charged with a mix between earth’s finest resources and a bit of magic sprinkled in to give it the energy it needed for its purpose. “And to answer your question, it’s now the middle of June.”

The realisation hit Brett like a ton of bricks. Had he really been here for six whole months?! There was no way. It had to be a trick right? “You’re lying!” He claimed. “If I’d really been out for that long I’d practically be skin and bone by now. But I’ve still got all my fucking muscle so cut the bullshit old man!”

“You’re right. Under normal circumstances you would’ve lost most of your muscle mass by now.” Santa admitted. “Luckily for us, the magic we’ve used to keep you asleep also acts as a preservative. Meaning your body has been able to retain its size and mass despite being inactive for so long. Also like you’ve been frozen.” He explained as he leaned forwards and shamelessly groped one of Brett’s thick pecs before then using his other hand to feel the hunks meaty arms. “Mmmm yeah. Perfect condition…” he grunted much to Brett’s own disturbance.

After having his fun, Santa walked past Brett before placing a hand on the machine. Admiring its glory after all the hard sweat and tears his elves put into making it. He couldn’t have been more grateful towards them. Once this was over he was already planning on throwing a big celebration for them all. With that though, Santa turned his gaze towards the other slightly bigger chair beside Brett.

“Well there’s no time like the present I say. Let’s get this show on the road!” Mr Claus announced as walked past Brett again and towards the adjacent chair. As he passed though, Santa couldn’t help jiggling his fat belly, seemingly in a mocking manner. “Take a good look at this stomach Brett because in a few moments it’ll be all yours…” he taunted.

“Huh?! What the hell are you going on about!?!” Brett screamed but he received no answer. Only a mischievous smirk from Santa as he sat down in the other chair. He could only watch in confusion as Venix strapped the burly man into the chair with restraints similar to his own.

Once Santa was securely restrained in the chair, Venix looked up at him with a small smile. “May I send them in now sir?” He asked. Mr Claus simply nodded in response. Of course Brett was once again clueless to what was going on but it soon became clear as Venix stepped out for a moment only to re-enter the room with a huge lobby full of other elves behind him. Most of them were other scientists and engineers that’d worked on the machine while others were just elves who were lucky enough to have been chosen to witness the event. And if that didn’t freak Brett out enough, to make matters worse Venix also mentioned that the camera’s were now on and were broadcasting to the entirety of the Christmas Villa.

The small crowd that’d come to watch the event live began cheering when Santa gave the thumbs up to start the procedure. Venix grabbed one of the helmets that were attached to the machine and first made his way over to Santa as he gently placed the device on his head before securing it in place. Once it was on, Venix swiped up the matching helmet and brought it over to Brett.

“No! Stop! Keep that thing away from me! Get away!” He shouted while writhing in his chair. But with how much he was being restrained and how his body still hadn’t fully recovered its energy after having been knocked out for so long, there was little he could do to stop the elf from forcing the helmet onto his head and swiftly securing it. “Fuck! Get it off!” He continued thrash around but his frustration was immediately drowned out by the growing cheers and excitement of the crowd all whilst Santa grinned in an almost maniacal manner beneath his huge white beard

Venix flipped a few switches and booped a few buttons on the big machine, causing it to roar to life as it started powering up. A sound that excited everyone in the room except for the kidnapped jock. And as the machine continued to hum and glow, Venix made his way over to a small nearby station with a control pad that was hooked up to it. He immediately began to punch in the correct settings before looking over towards Santa again for one last sign of approval before going ahead. A small wink from the big man was all he needed. With all the other elves rallying him on, Venix finally took a deep breath and smacked his hand down on the big red button that would set everything into motion.

The machine began to rattle before glowing even brighter than before. It was generating an incredibly fierce amount of energy that only made Brett more terrified. He wouldn’t have much time to dwell on that however as moments later a powerful current of magic and electricity surged down from the machine and into both helmets. Immediately both Santa and Brett gripped their chairs tightly and the energy flooded through them. It was a feeling that was almost indescribable. In a way it felt both uncomfortable yet satisfying at the same time.

The crowd simply watched in awe as both Brett and Santa’s bodies began to convulse. Brett’s muscle jiggling almost as much as Santa’s fat. Both men couldn’t help letting out uncontrollable groans almost in unison as their eyes began to roll. It was impossible to tell if they were in pain or pleasure. But that wouldn’t matter as soon Brett felt his vision starting to blur.

It was the most surreal experience. One moment it seemed as though he were looking down at the muscular body he was accustomed to and the next he was suddenly looking down at a fat wobbly belly held in place by the very same shirt and suspenders Santa was wearing. Brett’s vision continued to fade in and out between seeing both perspectives. At first he only saw flashes of the fatter body below him before returning to his muscled one but each time it lingered for longer. It was mind boggling in a way that he could barely even comprehend as his view was constantly switching back and forth. Buff to fat to buff to fat again.

The cycle of flashing perspectives continued as the machine fed more and more energy to the helmets until at last there was one massive jolt of energy that caused both men to writhe in their seats. The audience began to look slightly worried but Venix assured them it was all part of the process. And just as he said that, the machine began powering itself down after seemingly having completed its task.

Both Brett and Santa were left unconscious for a minute or so after the machine shut down. During which Venix quickly ran over to them both and removed the helmets but left their restraints in place just in case something had gone wrong. Every elf in the villa that was watching was practically holding their breath waiting to know the results. To know if Santa’s plan had been a success. So when the body of Santa began to groan and come around, they were all eager to see his reaction.

Slowly but surely Brett blinked his eyes open again. “Ughhh… what? What happened?…” he mumbled but immediately he knew something was wrong. His voice. It sounded much older and huskier than before. But that was the least of his concerns. Pretty soon his eyes started to focus and when he looked down, he got the shock of a lifetime.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?!” Brett shrieked as instead of the hunky body he was used to, he looked down to see the body of Santa! His belly looked fucking massive as it stretched out the very same shirt Santa had been wearing. And his legs looked so huge and fat as they filled out those red slacks. Clothes that never would’ve fit his old body were now hugging him tightly as if to emphasise just how fat he was. But that wasn’t all as Brett then quickly came to notice the massive beard that was cascading down from his face. And it was completely white! In that moment he knew what’d happened but his brain couldn’t accept it. It was impossible after all. There was no way he’d actually swapped bodies with Santa!?

It was then that Brett heard a low familiar sounding grumble come from beside him. He whipped his head to the right only to see none other than himself! His own damn body! And it seemed to slowly be waking up as well.

“Sir? Sir, are you okay?” Venix asked as he rushed over towards Brett’s former body.

The hunk shook his head a little as he squinted his eyes open. “Y-yeah. I feel… good.” Santa mumbled. A smirk slowly etched itself across his face as he got a good look at his body below. No longer was his vision obscured by the presence of a massive gut nor did he feel so heavy and old. Instead he felt stronger than he had in years! He could already feel a youthful energy pulsing through his very being! “I feel… absolutely fantastic! Quick Venix! Take off these restraints!” He commanded with excitement.

The elf undid the arm restraints first before quickly undoing the ones binding Santa’s legs. Immediately the man jumped up out of the chair and started to inspect his new form. First of all running his hands along his chest and stomach. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he groped his new pecs. They were so thick yet so firm at the same time unlike the flabby chest his old body had. But his stomach was what threw him off the most. He’d gotten so used to his big belly that he almost forgot what it was like to have a flat stomach. And on top of that he even had abs! There were hardly even words to describe what he was feeling right now besides pure wonder and astonishment.

“God yes. I should’ve done this years ago!” Santa claimed as he started to flex. Loving how his thick new arms bulged with every movement. Feeling a rush of pure dopamine as his biceps peaked before his eyes. Despite being smaller than he was before, all the strength and muscle made him feel like a one man army. Like he could take on absolutely anything and anyone! All the while his elves continued to watch on in curiosity as their leader examined his new body.

“H-hey! That’s mine! That’s my fucking body!” Brett began to shout from the other chair, still strapped down but that didn’t stop him from struggling again anyway. “You can’t do this! Switch us back now or I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll what?” Santa asked smugly while turning his gaze towards his former fat body. “Sorry Brett but there’s nothing you can do. I’ve been in need of an upgrade for a long time and your body is the perfect fit.” He added before striking another cocky pose to which the elves began cheering their new Santa on.

“But you can’t… I can’t… I’m not old and fat…” Brett mumbled, looking down at himself again.

Santa sauntered over towards Brett with a confident swagger. “Sorry my boy but… you are.” He leaned in until their faces were only inches apart. It was jarring on a whole other level for Brett to be stared down by his own handsome face. “And I’m young and strong.” He taunted before leaning in even closer until Brett could feel his former body’s hot breath on his ear. “You’re fat and I’m buff. You’re old and I’m young. I’m gorgeous and you’re not. You have a tiny dick and I’m hung… as… fuck.” Santa whispered so the elves didn’t hear but every word shocked Brett to the core as it forced him to come to terms with reality.

“Oops.” Santa said as he glanced down at the already hefty bulge in his underwear starting to grow. “Guess I’m getting a little too excited.” He chuckled. With that he looked over his shoulder at Venix before asking the head scientist to clear the room and shut down the camera’s so they may have some privacy. Before long the elves had all piled out of the room and the two men were finally alone.

“Well I’ve got to say my boy, being inside your body feels even more exhilarating than I’d anticipated. You’ve certainly taken good care of yourself haven’t you? A body like this doesn’t happen overnight. A good diet, lots of exercise. I imagine it took a lot of hard work.” Santa continued to flex and explore his new form. Admiring the definition of each muscle he traced his fingers along. “Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to try and keep up whatever routines you have to take good care of this body for you.”

By this point Brett was too beaten and embarrassed to even muster a reply. What could he even say at this point anyway? It was already made clear to him that this wasn’t being undone. Santa Claus had stolen his body and there was nothing he could do about it besides accept whatever his new fate was inside this massive new body.

“So what? Am I gonna have to go out on Christmas now? Deliver all your damn presents?” Brett mumbled.

“Oh no not at all. You might look like the jolly old man everyone expects but I’m still Santa Claus. I’ll still be delivering all the presents every Christmas Eve. Lord knows it’ll be easier with this fit body.” He commented before flexing his arm again and kissing his bicep. “You will stay here. My elves will take care of all your needs. They’ll get you everything you need whether that be food, entertainment or anything else within reason. Can’t have you going back to civilisation after all. Not after all this.” The jock sighed.

As bad as this all was for Brett, he had to admit that wasn’t the worst deal. No more responsibilities to worry about. No more work, no more bills, no more working out. He could just laze around and do whatever he wanted.

Santa glanced down at his crotch again. “Well I’m gonna head back to my house in the villa while I’ve got this new cock under control. I’ll send a few elves in to help you out of those restraints when I leave. They’ll show you to your new place.” He explained nonchalantly as he strutted towards the exit, loving the naturally confident way his muscular body moved. “Oh and play nice. If you try anything funny, I’ve given them permission to gas you with more slumber magic.”

With that Brett could do nothing but watch as the new Santa Claus walked away with his body. He still couldn’t quite believe this was all real. He kept thinking that any minute he’d wake up at home in his own bed having just had a bad dream. But as a handful of elves entered the room a few minutes later, it became clearer and clearer to Brett just how real this all was. Santa had stolen his body.

———

The elves couldn’t keep their eyes off the jock that made his way down the corridor. Instead of their usual happy greetings, most elves just looked on curiously. Not knowing what to do or say. Of course him being almost naked with a rather intimidating bulge in his underwear probably had something to do with that. Yet their locked gazes would only serve to make Santa feel even more cocky about his new body. Of course he knew it’d probably take some adjusting for them all in the long term to get used to his new look but he knew that before long they'd be looking at him as if he’d always been a muscle bound hunk.

As soon as he stepped outside, Santa felt a chill run down his body. He was cold. It’d been so long that he’d almost forgotten the feeling. His old body had completely acclimated the temperatures of the North Pole but this new one was unfamiliar. Strangely though he welcomed the feeling. It was yet another sensation that came with this body that almost seemed brand new, once again reminding him of his success. However that didn’t stop him from speeding up his stride to get out of the cold just a bit quicker.

He was released once he finally stepped inside his little house at the top of the villa. The warm and cozy feeling of the permanently Christmas themed home running over him immediately just as it always did. With a sigh Santa stretched his arms above his head as he walked through the living area and towards the bedroom. He passed the kitchen on the way and couldn’t help glancing at the fridge for a moment as he remembered what was in there. Mountains of tasty yet very unhealthy food. “I’ll need to clean that out and put some proper food in as soon as I get the chance.” He thought to himself, not wanting to risk ruining this new body.

Once he entered the bedroom however, that same grin from before re-emerged. Finally he was alone. No elves around to stare, No Brett around to curse him out or beg for his body back. Santa was all alone and finally able to explore the body he’d been fantasising about for months leading up to the swap. The one he’d been jerking off too every other night at the mere thought of touching it. Now it was his. Every inch of that gorgeous muscle he’d been admittedly jealous of while watching Brett sleep was now all under his control!

Right away he began examining his new form properly and where better to start than admiring all of that very muscle! He started by doing the obvious and bringing his arms inwards into an arms and pecs flex. In an instant that soft muscle on his chest hardened into pecs of steel. Veins popping down his forearms in the process while his biceps bulged with strength that Santa had never before felt. Sure he had a little magic power but this power was different. It was raw and physical in a way that made him feel superior.

He continued to go through the motions of performing the typical muscle man poses you’d see meatheads doing all the time. Continuing to flex his arms as he brought them up into the more traditional double bicep pose, his head whipping back and forth between looking at both arms in wonder. Immediately after he bent down slightly while keeping his arms flexed before twisting his body in a way that showed off his huge back and lats. It felt incredible! If he had an audience right now he was sure they’d be eating it up.

Once Santa had finished his little gun show, he moved on to simply groping at his new muscle instead as his hands roamed every inch of his new form. Naturally his pecs were the first to get a squeeze and doing immediately prompted a small groan and twitch from his new cock. Squeezing that firm muscle now that it was his own felt even more erotic than he’d imagined. So much so that both hands lingered on his chest for a good few minutes just groping away. It wasn’t long before he figured out the mind muscle connection to start making his pecs bounce and that action alone was enough to make him start chuckling like an idiot while his new cock grew harder with every bounce.

“Uuuughh… fuuuck yeahhh…” Santa groaned as he used one hand to continue groping at his chest while the other slid down to his crotch. Gently he began to stroke his cock through his underwear and the sensitivity of it was off the charts. He hadn’t even pulled it out yet but just the feeling of his hand rubbing across that fat member was causing shivers to run up his body. He supposed he’d been stuck with that old man dick for so long that he’d forgotten what it was like to have such a young and virile cock. “Mmmm come on Claus… gotta hold it together.” He mumbled to himself as he mustered up the strength to stop rubbing his cock. For now.

After giving himself a moment to calm down and finally being able to pull away from his pecs, Santa began hitting a multitude of different poses. Not just typical bodybuilder poses however. Now he was posing more like a Greek god as he relished in the amount of grace his new form was able to move and pose with.

Poses that would’ve before been rather unflattering on him now looked awe inspiring. During which he couldn’t help admiring the sheer level of flexibility of his new form. Flexibility that allowed him to effortlessly move into positions that glamorised his muscular form in a way that would’ve inspired many to either look up to him or wish to worship him. Or perhaps both.

Soon enough though, his posing was once again brought to an end by the desire to touch himself. He gave his juicy muscle tits another quick squeeze before moving on to groping his biceps instead. Once again flexing them and loving just how firm and strong they felt. And once he was done with those he couldn’t but admire his thick boulder-like shoulders at least a little. Rubbing them in a way that made it look as though he were giving himself a hug. But after that his interests wandered further south yet again. This time going past his pecs and towards his stomach. Of course he’d already had a chance to admire his new abs a little earlier on but as he brushed his hands across them, he couldn’t help taking notice of the new tattoo on his left side just below his lats.

“Would you look at that. Ain’t ever had tattoos before.” Santa commented as he traced the ink. Of course he’d know about Brett’s tattoos. He’d seen the man pretty much nude enough times to know. But seeing those tattoos now on himself was still an intriguing experience. In fact it only prompted him to look further down at his body towards the much bigger and more noticeable tattoo on his left thigh. It was one of a snake that Santa had to admit looked pretty damn awesome. Though he’d never considered himself a tattoo’s kind of person before with his whole jolly old man persona, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the little bit of ink this new body had. Hell maybe he’d even look into getting a few more some day. Maybe a candy cane or something to reflect his Christmas spirit.

Whilst admiring the snake tattoo, Santa of course couldn’t help admiring the leg it was inked onto in the process. Both of his legs in fact. They were huge! But not in the fat way that they were before. No. Now they were thick and powerful with pure masculinity. He felt as though he could squat a damn mountain! Just every part of this body made him feel invincible to the point where he found himself wondering yet again why the hell he hadn’t done this sooner!?

Once he was finished admiring his thick new trunks, Santa knew he had to check out the ass. He did his best to look over his shoulder and he could just about catch a glimpse of the round muscle ass he now carried on his backside. He couldn’t help himself. Before Santa even knew it, both his hands slithered towards his backside before latching onto his bubbly cheeks. Once again having a big ass wasn’t anything new to him but just like everything else, now it was large in a different way that was so much more satisfying. Santa just couldn’t stop himself from placing each hand below one cheeks before jiggling his ass. Feeling the muscle wobble behind him had to have been one of the most erotic things he’d felt in a long time. So much so that it looked as though his cock was going to burst out of his underwear at any second with how stiff it was!

He couldn’t ignore it any longer. This new cock was begging for his attention. Demanding it even. And who was he to ignore it’s call. And so rather than pulling off his underwear, in a moment of horniness, Santa uses his newfound strength to rip a hole in the front of them instead and doing so only turned him on even more. A youthful cock bucking and leaking as it was finally set free from his prison. And with a face full of pure lust, Santa gripped his stolen cock with an iron grip and started stroking it intensely.

“Mmmmm… soooo haaarrrdddd! Soooo haarrrrddddd!!!” Santa moaned using Brett’s deep tone as he was consumed by desire. He hadn’t had an erection this stiff in centuries. It felt so incredible to the point where the lust itself was driving him mad!and it certainly didn’t help that this body hadn’t nutted in months over the time that Brett had been unconscious. These new bull nuts of his were practically begging to blow his seed everywhere.

He was so horny. So god damn horny. The more he stoked, the harder it was to think about anything but his dick. “Gotta cum! Gotta cum!” He would start to groan. It was like his cock had taken over his mind and all he wanted now was to unload his balls. So much so that he’d begun jerking his dick with an incredibly fiery passion. All the while literally everything from the feeling of his muscular body to the sound of his new voice only continued to ramp his horniness up further and further .

Naturally it wasn’t long before he could feel himself starting to get close. But as he did his body reacted on its own. Instead of continuing to jerk his cock normally, Santa leapt onto the bed and immediately began humping his bed sheets. Rubbing his cock aggressively against the sheets as if he were fucking something. His thick muscle ass rising up and down with every thrust while his moans only grew needier. And just as his body was on autopilot, his mind was as well as he started to imagine his head scientist Venix on the bed below him. The small yet hairy little elf took the pounding of a lifetime as Santa stuffed his fat new cock inside the elf’s hole. God it was so hot as he thought of Venix’s cry’s of pleasure mixing with his own. It was sending him into a tailspin! At this rate he was gonna-

“UGH! UGHHH! UUGHHHHHHHHhuuuuuuuu…” Santa found himself clenching his new muscle ass while shooting what was probably the fattest load of his life all over the bed sheets below, splattering them in his thick jock seed. And it just wouldn’t stop. His dick was like a broken faucet that couldn’t stop leaking. Every time he thought it was over, his body would clench again and another rope of cum would shoot from his cock. It wasn’t until the bed below him seemed nearly drenched in cum did it finally seem to stop.

With that the hunk let himself drop limp onto the bed despite dampness. “Holy… that was… incredible.” Santa was at last able to say as his mind cleared again. After which he simply just smiled to himself as he closed his eyes and allowed himself to rest in the puddle of his own cum for a while.

Buuuut his rest didn’t last long. After all that Santa knew he was gonna need a nice long shower to clean up and he couldn’t have been more excited to lather up this new form with soap. And so he hopped off the bed yet again with ease with his cock still bouncing eagerly between his legs. Somehow after all of that it was already hard again! It was unreal but Santa certainly wasn’t complaining as he reached down and grabbed his still dripping before smacking it against his other hand a few times. “God it feels good to be young and hung.”

Santa quickly swiped up another pair of grey boxer briefs he had ready to go for once he’d taken this body and began pulling them on. He didn’t need to really but he was just curious to see if they actually fit him now. After awkwardly tucking his erection into the front, they fit pretty well. He loved how the tight fit showed off not only his bulge but his ass so damn well also. Following this however he immediately got to work pulling off his sheets and stripping it all down so it was ready to be washed.

Once that was taken care of however, Santa stepped foot in the bathroom and finally caught sight of his reflection. Somehow he’d managed to miss almost every mirror on his way home but now as he stood before his own bathroom mirror, he could finally see what he was working with reflected back at him. Instead of the flabby figure this mirror had grown accustomed to showing every day, now it showed something far superior. A jock. A hunk. A hot fucking meathead. But it wasn’t just his body, it was his face.

Seeing that handsome face in the mirror was both jarring and at the same time the most incredible thing Santa could’ve imagined. Seeing every feature move under his own accord. Every blink, every twitch. All of it was him. Even after all that it was still hard to believe and his brain was still trying to catch up. Despite that he found himself reaching up and running his fingers gently across his new features. Inspecting them all so carefully. Running a hand softly through his thick brown hair before bringing it down to rub through his short new beard. Feeling how smooth his young new skin felt in comparison to the wrinkles he’d known for so long. Even simply finding wonder in the fact that things such as his nose were a different size and shape compared to before. It was all these little details rolled into one that made the whole experience so extraordinary.

He must've stood in front of the mirror for nearly an hour as he admired both his face and body. And half of that time was spent with his back to the mirror so he could stare at the reflection of his jock butt. It was addictive. And the whole time his cock was pressing angrily against his underwear once again. He’d really have to find a way to keep that thing under control otherwise it was gonna be hard to even leave the house without the elves all locking eyes with his crotch whenever he went anywhere.

“Well. Suppose I should actually get on with things.” He thought to himself with a sigh as he took one last look in the mirror before kicking off the new underwear once more. And with that he grinned as he flipped on the shower and stepped under the steaming water and allowed it to cascade down his body and cock. With how his monstrous member was already bucking at him again, Santa had a feeling he probably wouldn’t be stepping out of the shower again until he’d busted another nut…

———

Almost six months had passed since Santa had stolen Brett’s body. It was December 23rd and Christmas was right around the corner. Usually at this time of the year the elves had already finished making all their toys and they’d all be celebrating alongside Santa with a huge buffet meal. But this year things were a little different.

Brett, in Santa’s original body, was present at the buffet and digging in just as Santa usually would. The real Santa on the other had only stayed for a while to celebrate and eat his healthy prepped food but eventually he had to leave so he could get his last Pre-Christmas workout in.

Even since before the swap, Santa had been getting a gym built out of preparation. It was a little side project he had going on while the swapping machine was being constructed. That said ever since the swap he’s been making incredible use of it. He’d been going in there at least 6 times a week religiously which hadn’t been too difficult thanks to the routine his new body already had installed into it. The workouts themselves however were a little rough to begin with. He did better than expected thanks to muscle memory but he still needed to do a lot of research before he was performing at the same level Brett once was in the gym. But with how determined Santa was to keep this body as huge and jacked as possible, it wasn’t long before he was practically a pro in the gym. He was lifting weight like a beast and always pushing his muscles to their limits. And he loved every second! The feeling of it was invigorating to him now. So much so that he actually needed to force himself to take a day off most days but even then he’d usually end up doing some cardio in the form of jogging around the villa.

It was almost incredible how well he’d taken to fitness. It was the only thing he’d been worried about before the swap. Worried that he wouldn’t be able to keep up the intense routine that Brett did to forge this body. Worried that he’d end up getting lazy and lose all the muscle he was about to steal. But the result was the complete opposite. If anything he was pushing himself even further than Brett ever could with how much more free time he had in comparison. Just in the last couple of months he could swear he’s not only been able to maintain his jockish form but has even grown a tad bit bigger!

A small crowd of elves had even come to watch him workout which Santa didn’t mind in the slightest. If anything it just gave him a chance to show off just how fucking swole he was. He just adored seeing the shocked looks on their faces as he did multiple sets with weights that some of the elves wouldn’t even be able to move on their own. It only fuelled Santa’s cocky ego even further.

That was something a lot of eleven had begun to notice about their new leader. His ego. At the end of the day he was still incredibly kind and jolly but most had to admit that he wasn’t quite as humble as he was before. At least not when it came to his body. He never had any problems showing off his physique and flexing cockily for the elves just for them to shower him in praise. Even now as he wore his baggy Christmas get up that’d been resized to fit his new body, he still looked incredible!

Santa continued going through the motions of it all until finally his workout came to end. He racked up his weights and grabbed the fluffy red jacket he’d discarded part way through his session with a satisfied smile on his face as he made his way over to the pack of elves.

“Ahhhhhh… all ready for tomorrow night I think guys.” Santa commented while hitting a quick pose which was fast met with applause.

“Can’t wait for my first big night with this form. Can’t wait to see how much easier it’s going to be now.” He laughed. It was truly an exciting occasion. Sure he’d done his Christmas run hundreds of times but this year he could tell it was going to be truly special. More so than it’d been in a long time for him. But that wasn’t just because he’d be checking himself out on every reflective surface he saw while delivering presents. It was also because he had an amazing present of his own waiting for him when he got home…

After that first day in this new body when he’d fantasied about fucking Venix’s brains out, Santa hadn’t been able to help making subtle moves on the intelligent elf who’d lead the project that’d given him this body. Dropping hints every now and then that made the elf blush profusely until one day Santa couldn’t stop himself. Without thinking he grabbed Venix and pinned him against a wall with ease before pressing their bearded lips together. After that it wasn’t long before the two found a supply closet in the laboratory building and Santa used his new fat cock to resize Venix’s hole.

Ever since then Santa had been fucking Venix constantly to satiate his cock’s desire. So much so that Venix practically moved into Santa’s little house. The two never explicitly why they’d made this decision but most of the elves had a good idea given this new ‘young and hung’ version of Santa.

And so the plan was for Santa to arrive back home on Christmas morning and as soon as the festivities were over, he and Venix would be spending the rest of Christmas locked up in Santa’s bedroom as he filled the hairy elf to the brim with jock cum over and over until Santa was finally satisfied. He’d say it was going to be a Christmas to remember but chances were all he was gonna remember were the sounds of his fat bull balls smacking loudly against Venix’s ass in every which position…

Hope you all enjoyed this late Christmas Present from yours truly! Happy New Years to you all! 💜💜💜

You are the hottest daddy I ever dated, your body is still so massive and strong as a 60 year old. How you can keep a young 18 year old twink satisfied in the bedroom, breeding me hours without a hint of exhaustion is amazing. That horse sized cock, hard as steel inside me pumping as much seed in me to make my belly bloated.

I cannot comprehend how you would look like in your prime, when you were younger. You wish to see me in my prime boy. It has been centuries since I felt love like I have for you, he said. Did I hear him right, centuries? I looked in his eyes, his grey hairs and slight grey fur on his chest looked hot in this moonlight. I touched his muscled chest, as he lifts me up and kissed while carrying me to his bedroom.

His big cock dripping with precum as he rubbed it against my hole, lubing it up. I know he loves taking me on my back to see my face. Since we met months ago I have been his boy, slept every night in his bed. Every night before sleep he takes me, fills me with his seed, and then I sleep in his arms, his warm sweaty body against me. His scent filling the room, as his load leaking from my gaping hole.

The next morning I woke up without him next to me, I walked down to see him with a younger man. He came to me, I heard you last night, do you love me? No matter how I look or old I am. I nodded, even if when I’m centuries old. I answered yes I do love you, even if you are centuries old, but even if it’s true you don’t look like it. He smiled, I knew you would love me, I stay young by willing youthful men sacrificing them to me.

He walked back to the young man, as he asked him to get ready. He undressed showing a nicely toned physique. My man without a shirt walked around him and then stood behind him. His hands on the young man’s shoulders as I watched in disbelief what happened then.

My man’s grey hears started to turn dark again, just like the small stubble fur on his chest. I saw his skin getting tighter, all the wrinkles he had fading away. He got younger and younger, only then I noticed the young guy looking old. The former young man aging rapidly before my eyes. Slowly deteriorating, as my man got young again. I could swear he had grown taller and seems much bigger too, more muscle on frame than before.

I could not look away, until it was over. The man completely turned to dust as my man stood there young and strong.

He walked to me, do you still love me. Now you see me in my former glory. I gave him a kiss, we went to the bedroom. I definitely noticed everything is slightly bigger on him, taller, wider, stronger and even that big tool seems to have gained another inch in width and length.

He whispered in my ear that he loves me, and wanted to share a lifetime with me. I wondered as he massaged my small twink body, how many times he had taken a sacrifice and for how long he had been walking this world. He whispered in my ear again, I can keep you young too if you wish, but that will be years from now. He turned me around face and belly down on the bed.

His meaty hands spread my cheeks, and his bigger meat again gushing precum like a hose. He slipped right in, once in he took me unlike any time before. His pole felt harder, his pace faster, his pounding more powerful. He also kept going unlike he ever did before, making my orgasm plentiful. Hours went by, finally he started to break in some sweat and heavily breathing could mean one thing. I held on as he finally came inside me, unloading a massive load unlike I ever had from him.

When done he looked at me, I hope I wasn’t too rough in you. I forgot how I can be with a younger body. I fel asleep on his massive chest, big arm around me.

Halloween Tales

The Party:

This is another story request and it just so happens to fit the Halloween theme. I hope you guys enjoy! 🎃

Oct. 30th 1 day from Halloween

Mr. Thomson:

I walk into my son’s place and see that he STILL has not done anything around his apartment nor does it look like he’s done any of his school work either.

I keep trying to get him to focus but to be frank—I’ve spoiled him.

I paid his way to get into college, I’ve allowed him to go without a job, and I also cover all of his expenses including his luxury apartment, clothes, his new Mercedes… Hell! I’ve even gotten him out of trouble with the law a few times.

And what do I get in return? Nothing! I barely get a thank you from him. Sometimes he’ll even get the nerve to talk back to me.

I guess I can’t completely blame him, at the end of the day I created the monster.

But today I’m going to stand my ground!

“Mitchell Thomson! What the hell!”

“Oh hey dad, what’s up?”

“What’s up?!? Have done anything today outside of playing video games?”

“Well… I was planning on it…”

“And?”

“Geez dad calm down. You don’t have to make a big deal about it. I don’t have classes today and it’s only noon.”

“Son, it’s 3 in the afternoon. And I’ve asked you hundreds of times to put your school work first. You’re graduating in the fall and I need you to do good on these last 2 semesters. Or at least clean this place!”

He started to mumbled under his breath but I could still hear him say, “That’s why you hired a maid.”

I was about to lose it! But I took a deep breath…

“Son, I’m tired of this. Why can’t you just listen to what I ask of you? None of this is hard.”

“Dad I—”

For just a moment I felt like he was about to apologize to me. But that’s when his phone lit up.

“One sec.” he says drawling all of his attention to it.

“Dad, can I have some cash for tomorrow night? Joe’s hosting a Halloween party and—”

I grab his phone from him.

“I asked you a question and you just ignored it for some party?”

“Dad it’s Halloween! The entire campus will be there, I’ll look so lame if I don’t go.”

I paused for a minute. I don’t think words are getting through to him. I need to take action here. And I know just what to do.

I tried my best not going this route but I’ve tried so many times with him. He’s about to learn his lesson the hard way.

“Fine! You can go to this party. But just know your actions do have consequences. I’m leaving now.” I say handing him back his phone.

I turn to walk out and I hear, “Wait! Dad what do you mean by that? You aren’t cutting me off right?”

“No son, I’m not cutting you off.”

“So…”

“You’ll see.” I say heading to the door.

10:30 PM

It’s been awhile since I’ve done this— if anything I told myself years ago that I’ll never do it again.

I just don’t know any other way with my son Mitchell. He’s going to have to prove to me that he’s committed to his school work.

And this time tomorrow— I’ll be going to his party. As him.

Oct. 31st Halloween

Mitchell:

When I opened up my eyes this morning, the first I realized was lower back pain. Which I thought was odd since I didn’t go to the gym.

But that’s I started taking in my surrounding…

This isn’t my apartment… I’m at dads for some reason… and I’m in his bed???

I looked down at my chest. HOLY CRAP THATS NOT MY CHEST!!

I rush out of bed and run to my dad’s bathroom.

That’s when I got to his mirror and I saw my dad’s face looking back at me.

I dad’s face and watch in horror as he mimics my actions…

“Holy shit… I’m my dad…. AHHHHHHH!!!!!”

I ran around the house in a complete panic. Unsure what to do, that’s when I find dad’s phone.

And I see it’s a text from myself…

“Sorry son but I had to do something to get you to pull your together. I’ll be going to your Halloween party tonight. So make sure you get some of your studying done- Love Dad.”

WTFFFFF!!!!!

I can’t believe he did this to me! AND HES IN MY BODY?!??!

Oh god! He’s going to embarrass me in front of my friends too!

I start texting him back.

“Dad! You better give me my body back now!!! This isn’t cool! How did you even do this?”

And send.

I wait a while for him to text back and nothing.

Maybe I should call him…

I call my phone and I don’t get an answer. I try again and again.

After the 8th time I decided to give up.

You know what I’m going over there!

But first I need to get dressed. Oh god, that’s mean—

Ugh, I have to see him naked!!! 🫣

Mr. Thomson:

Man! I haven’t felt this good in years! No joint or lower back pain. I love it!

I hop out of bed excited to start my day. I feel amazing.

But I also need to take a leak.

I head to the bathroom and right before I get to the toilet— I see my sons reflection.

“Hm not bad!” I say to the mirror.

You know my son has a lot of faults but he is really good looking.

Gets it all from his mom I suppose…

I forgot how freaky it is being inside someone else. But I strangely like it.

Something about being so youthful and fit was getting me all excited. I nearly forgot that I had to pee.

I walk over to the toilet and pull down the pair of boxers Mitchell had on and—Hello!

That’s something he definitely didn’t get from me! The things huge and massive!

I could barely take my eyes off of it. I finished up peeing and I didn’t realize that I still had my hand wrapped around it.

I could feel blood pumping into it. It was getting stiffer in the palm of my hand.

Should I just take care of it?

No! That’s not appropriate…

I walk over to the shower trying my best not to give the stiff wood between my legs any attention.

But once I got in— I lost all control.

Maybe it’s the hormones or the release of all my stress in my life.

But deep down I know that a part of it was all of the angry and tension I had for Mitchell.

I’ve given him everything and got nothing in return.

But right now, I get to be the carefree college stud.

“Ohhhh that feels good!” I say as I start stroking.

I can’t remember the last time it’s felt this good!

Was it this good?

I run my hands down my sons abs. It’s soooo wrong.

But yet I haven’t stopped myself.

I put my back against the bathroom wall pumping my son’s member like I was in some jerking race.

I could feel the sensitivity of his head as I stroke over it. It nearly caused me to lose my balance.

I started hollowing as I paced faster and faster…

I’m getting so close!

I look down at my full naked body as it tenses up.

“OHHHHHH!!!!”

My son’s seed spurted all over his abs.

I fell to the bathroom floor laughing at myself.

Am I the worst dad in the world or what?

I get out of the shower and dried myself off.

I look at Mitchell’s phone and see that I have about 8 miss calls all coming from mine.

I guess he’s awake.

Looking at myself in the mirror again. I thought about how much I already like about having Mitchell’s body.

I know I’m going to give it back at some point.

But that’s all going to depend on if he gets his life together.

For tonight, I’m just excited about this Halloween party. He did say the entire campus is coming. 😈

Part 2 Coming Soon

Halloween Tales

The Party Pt. 2

Oct. 31st Halloween 11:00 AM:

“Son, what are you doing here?”

Just about 3 minutes ago I got a knock on the door. When I opened it I was bombarded by my son inside my body.

And he looked pissed!

“Dad! You know why I’m here! I want my body back! NOW!!”

Ohhh this is something I’ve waited to do for so long.

I looked at him dead in the eyes and said:

“Give me one good reason to give you all of this back?”

He started to say something but froze in mid thought.

I smirked, “Exactly.”

“Dad you know this isn’t fair! I realize I haven’t been the best but—”

“I wouldn’t finish that sentence if I were you. Especially since I’m the one in control here.”

He takes a deep gulp and I started getting closer to him.

“I’ve tried a thousand times to get my point across. And even now you’re still acting the same. Like big brat! I’m fed up! So now you’re going to do exactly as I say. This weekend and until I decide to swap back—All of this belongs to me.” I say gesturing to his body and even grabbed onto his crotch in front of him.

“ Until you show me that you’re committed on school and ready to make some life changes— that’s when we can swap back. Understood?”

I could see the terror in his eyes as he realized that he couldn’t push me to do something for him anymore.

I watched as he started to tear up. I can’t even remember the last time I saw him cry.

“Son, this is what I meant about a hard lesson. And it’s time for you to own it. Now, I want you to stop crying and head back to my house—okay?”

Tears rushed down his face as he whipped them away. And the only thing he could get out in between sobs was, “Sorry dad.”

I hugged him and walked him to the door. I think I’ve finally broken through with him.

“Remember son, get your school work done.”

“I will, I promise!”

I closed the door and took a deep breath….

“Man! I’m glad that’s over!”

I turned on some music and started dancing around the room.

“Man, today is good!”

I go to make a cup of coffee and I hear my phone go off. This better not be Mitchell.

I look down to see that the text is coming from his good friend Xander.

"Hey Bro, pregame at yours tonight before the party?"

Pre-game? I’m not really what he means by that... let me check google.

Oh! Yeah that sounds fun!

"Yeah Bro! What time are you thinking?" I text him back trying to sound like Mitchell.

"Let's do 9 tonight."

Awesome! That gives me enough time to figure out what to wear.

I started googling different costume ideas. But most of them seemed silly if you asked me.

But that’s when I came across a really simple look. Something to wear I can still show off this body.

Oh I’m going to look good tonight!

I’m going to run to the costume story real quick.

7:45 PM:

Just got done with a killer workout, I really worked up a sweat.

I forgot about the natural body high you can get from a long work out—

My feet were drenched and my entire body is a little rank right now but honestly I love the smell.

It’s been so long since I’ve been able to do that…It’s kind of erotic.

The smell of my pits, crotch, feet….mhmmmm. I can’t get enough of it.

I better start getting ready because Xander should be here in a little over an hour.

But I do have some time to pleasure myself.

I grab one of my sons dirty socks and took in a whiff. The aroma was almost too much to bare.

I start rubbing on my crotch. And felt myself getting hard.

I pull off the underwear I had on and started fondling it.

That’s when I decided to take it up a notch. I lifted up my armpit and smelled the musk.

I hop on to the bed and laid back running my tongue over every inch I could reach.

Including these big size 12 feet. They’re incredible. Soft soles, long toes…

I know it’s wrong of me but after being in this body all day— I don’t know if I can give it up.

And why should I? My son doesn’t deserve it.

I’m the one who works, I’m the one who pays the bills.

But I just won’t tell him that yet.

Right now, I’m going to enjoy myself.

I let out a roar as I start rubbing myself even faster.

I thought about that word. Myself. I’ve mentally taken ownership of this body.

I kept saying over and over again as I pumped.

“This is my body now.”

And I felt every inch of guilt leave me as pleasure swept in.

I bring my dirty underwear up to my face and took in it’s sweaty essence. It’s a smell that I created and I loved it.

I was getting so close and I could feel all of my muscles tighten up.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as I came all over myself. Covering my abs and pecs.

I looked down at MY body. This was the one reason why I haven’t swapped with anyone in years.

Being inside someone else makes you feel like it belongs to you after awhile. It’s addicting…

And I know it’s going to be nearly impossible for me to return back to my body.

I tried not to think about it— but I know deep down that I want to keep my sons body.

And the longer I stay in it the more identify with it.

I forced myself to get up so I wouldn’t get stuck in my own head games.

I hop into the shower for the second time today.

I was so excited for tonight and I know I’m going to look good.

I’m sure everyone at this party would kill to have a piece of me tonight.

After I wrapped up my shower. I got most of my costume on. And finished up by painting my face.

“Man I look good”

By this time, the doorbell rang. And I greeted Xander who was dressed as the hottest Spider-Man I’ve ever seen.

“Dude, what do you think? It maybe a little tight.”

Oh that outfit looks so good on him!

“No! You look great bro.”

He blushed a little bit.

“You look great too! Love the skeleton make up.”

“Thanks man! Should we start this pre-game or what?”

“Hell yeah!”

Tonight, I’ve got my eyes set on one person. Xander.

And the best part is I can already tell that he wants me. How could he not when I got a body like this?

Mitchell:

After leaving dad, I knew something was off about him.

Hell, I even think somethings off about me right now.

For some reason why, I’m starting to like dad’s body…

It started when I got home. I could feel myself caring less and less about the swap.

And as time continues to past I started feeling like dad’s body belongs to me.

I keep telling myself that this isn’t me, that I want MY body back but for some reason my brain keeps coming back to wanting to stay like this…

I thought I was going nuts!

That’s when I started doing some research.

It took me a couple of hours until I found some old folklore story about people that were called swappers back in the day.

I read through and realize that my dad maybe one of them.

I kept digging deeper about them and then I came across this one part that sent shivers down my spine.

“As time passes and you’ve been swapped with someone you’ll start feeling like the body belongs to you. For most swappers it’s about what they gain from the body whether it’s money, looks, or popularity. In some instances, swappers will refuse to change back. They feed off of what the body has to offer. This creates an identity crisis within the mind. Which drives those swapped with each other into acceptance of their new body. In worst situations, swapper may never return to there original body especially if the swap last longer than 24 hours…”

“Oh my god…”

This explains so much… the longer dad and I stay as each other the harder it will be to reverse…

I need to find dad!

I checked the clock and it was already 11 pm… He’s probably at the party already.

I better get dressed quickly!!!

The Party Pt. 3

Inspired by @swapping-caps1-deactivated20220 The Party Pt. 1 and The Party Pt. 2

Oct. 31st Halloween 9:00 PM:

Mr. Thompson POV:

Approaching the Sigma Chi house with Xander, the pulsating bass reverberated through the street. A sea of people in funny costumes walked towards the entrance. I guess we were the only ones to get the message to show off tonight.

Flashing a smirk at Xander, I asked, "Are you ready?"

"Let's do this," he said.

Entering the house, we turned just about every head in the room. We attracted jealous stares from some of the frat guys and lustful looks from everyone else. Our destination was clear - the beer pong table.

Effortlessly sinking shots, we quickly found ourselves enjoying a pleasant buzz. Before I knew it, Xander and I had won 5 games. Xander, feeling the effects, started to get a bit handsy. Running his fingertips around my sweaty bare torso, and flirted, "Hey, you're on fire tonight," before biting his lip and turning away.

I shot him a playful "you're crazy, dude" as I blushed and then turned to the table, sinking my next shot.

Eventually, we migrated to the dance floor. As I danced, I could feel the lights playing across my face and the strength of Mitchell's body coursing through my veins. For the second time today, I looked down at my body and thought to myself “this is my body.”

Xander, Spiderman costume that clinging to his pumped-up muscles, danced up next to me. He flashed me a goofy smile as he playfully grabbed my bicep. He looked irresistibly cute.

Teasing him a bit, I flexed my arm, causing his hand to loosen its grip. Then, I reached down and pulled his waist toward me with one hand as I reached behind his neck with the other. Shocked for a moment, his lips were frozen, before he then pushed them back against mine as we hungrily embraced.

"Wow, I didn't think you swung that way," he said, almost out of breath, "but you have no idea how long I've wanted you to do that."

Looking back at him with a cocky smile, I replied, "I can't believe I waited so long … and I've got more surprises in store for you tonight."

Mitchell POV:

Freaking out, I couldn't shake the feeling that things were spiraling out of control. Racing towards campus, I pushed my car's limits, the clock read 11:03 pm. I know my dad had said that he would swap me back when I finished all my work, but I don’t think we had time for that. The old folklore story said that the swap could be permanent if it lasted longer than 24 hours. I don’t know exactly when my dad swapped us, but I couldn’t have that much longer.

Arriving on campus, I rushed towards the Sigma Chi house. Bursting through the door, I quickly scanned the room, desperately looking for my dad or Xander. The sea of costumes made it challenging, and I had no idea what my dad would be wearing.

Amidst the laughter and thumping music, I couldn't spot them. Panic set in as I weaved through the crowd, desperately searching. Every passing moment heightened the urgency.

Suddenly, a frat bro stepped into my path. "Hey, old man, what are you doing here?" he sneered.

"I'm just looking for someone," I replied, trying to maintain composure and look around behind him.

He laughed mockingly, "I don’t think you’re on the guest list. Get lost, grandpa!"

Frustration bubbled within me, but I kept my cool. The frat bro, with a smug grin, pushed me towards the exit.

The door slammed shut behind me. leaving me standing outside in the cool fall night. Time was slipping away, and the unsettling realization that I might be trapped in this body forever.

Mr. Thompson POV:

After a few crazy hours at the Sigma Chi house, Xander and I decided to make our way back to his apartment. Stumbling through the doorway, we quickly made our way towards his bedroom.

Xander, still in his Spiderman costume, turned to me with a mischievous grin. "Well, well, well, look who's ready for more surprises," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

"I did promise you more surprises, didn't I?" I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.

As we tumbled onto the bed, Xander traced his fingertips across my chest, playfully circling them around my nipples.

I quickly peeled off his costume, leaving him in just his briefs before straddling over him in the bed. Bending down to make out with him again, I moved one hand to the elastic strap around his waist, slowly teasing it before finally taking off his underwear and then my own.

I reached down for my pants, which I had discarded on this floor, and fished out a condom. As I went to unwrap it, Xander looks up to me and says, “No need. Tonight, I want all of you.”

Greedily, I rubbed my uncut cock against his hole, lubed with precum and spit. As I slid myself in, I stared thrusting in long, slow strokes, whispering to him “fuck yeah baby, you’re so hot.”

It wasn’t long until I started to feel a familiar pressure growing in my cock. Just as Xander was about to push me over the edge, I activated my power. Suddenly, a familiar surge of energy burst out of my chest towards Xander’s body. Simultaneously, he felt himself launch into my body.

Now, from our new perspectives, I looked up at my face and gave the same cute smirk that had been driving me crazy all night. That was enough to send us both into a powerful orgasm. I felt Xander instinctively bend down and give me a kiss as he coated the inside of my borrowed hole.

Basking in the afterglow, I quickly swapped us back and laid down next to Xander, stroking the inside of his thigh.

“What was that?” he asked.

“Oh, just a little something I picked up from my father,” I responded. “We come from a long line of swappers.”

Xander, still confused, looked back at me.

“You were so sexy, I thought you deserved to know what it was like.” I flirted. “But I’ll be sure to ask you next time.

“Next time?” he said inquisitively. “Well, I like the sound of that.”

As Xander snuggled back up to little spoon me, I reached around his waist and gently kissed his neck. “I thought you might,” I said.

What he didn’t know was that that I locked in my future in this sexy body. You see, the folklore says, “In worst situations, swapper may never return to there original body especially if the swap last longer than 24 hours.” That’s true alright.

However, what the men in my family also found is that, if the swapper swaps with a third person while they were already swapped, they cannot return to their original body ever again.

As Xander and I drifted off to sleep, I reveled in my new sexy form. I thought to myself “this is my body now, and I deserve every inch of it.”

Swapped into the Himbo Next Door

I can't believe that meathead next door is being loud again. Keith moved in a year ago and its been nothing but loud music, yelling, parties, and loud moans from some guy he fucks (I assume with his Alpha demeanor).

I mean don't get me wrong he is gorgeous and if I had the chance I would sleep with him but his personality is complete trash. I am not sure how he affords the condo but his job must pay decent. Keith works at a warehouse doing stocking and odd jobs, which is great for someone who has his body. He often comes home and plays video games screaming about it, that it wakes me up. You know, typical 25 year old alpha jock who is horny all the time. There is sometimes he comes home only wearing his shorts, freeballing, from the gym and his musk is so amazing plus the show I get. He sometimes poses in the hall knowing I probably see him or others do. He has caught me checking him out a few times but I instantly turn away and try to hide my boner. I follow him on instagram and see the thirst traps he posts, his body looks amazing.

Now it may sound like I am boring but I am a job in marketing for a firm and I work a normal 9-5 job so I do stay up late and even play some of the same games but I am not that loud. I have asked him many times to please be considerate of the time when being loud, I don't mind it until its after usually midnight then I start to get annoyed.

The best time is when he is at work working long hours or at the gym every day. I often wish I could have a body like his and have a carefree life but sadly being 36 and the stress of life has made it so I have that beer belly which hides well. I have been told by people I look good and I do have my fair share of hookups and dates. I have been trying to go to the gym more but sadly everything seems to get in the way or I am too tired from being kept up.

I was woken up by a loud yelling and slamming a door in the hall, figured maybe Keith is drunk and has had his fuckboi over. Then I heard him playing call of duty yelling. I got up and headed over to his door just in my sleep pants and shirt with shoes on.

I am annoyed and tired so I knock at his door, he opens the door completely naked and I am just in awe seeing him in all his glory. His cock is way bigger than I thought. I quickly grab my composure and ask him if he could keep it down since its a Thursday and I have to work in the morning.

He looks at me and just smirks, I can smell the scent of Rum on him probably captain morgan. I peek down once more and see him getting hard, its getting so huge now must be around 9-10in uncut.

He apologized to me for the noise and says he had an argument with his normal cum dump and was frustrated along with the stress from everything else. He seemed like he was sincere but I kept noticing he was still hard the whole time talking to me while he was enjoying seeing me get embarrassed that he was naked in front of me and he lifted his arm taking a whiff of his own armpit.

He asked me to come in and have a drink so he can at least show how sorry he is. I figured it was a nice gesture but it was one in the morning and I shouldn't. I told him it was a little late and I need rest for the morning for a big presentation I have for work. He told me it would be just one or two drinks and he could use a "bro" right now.

I headed inside even though everything in my mind is saying dont. His place was very typical for a single guy in his twenties, he had a few things and the scent of his must along with maybe cum was in the air. He had a nice tv and his xbox was on with call of duty on the screen. He asked what kind of drinks I like, I told him anything is fine. He smiled and headed to his kitchen and poured two huge shots of rum. I told him thats a lot but he encouraged me to take it and gave me a coke to help which was already poured.

We cheered and I took the shot and it was a lot, I went to the drink to chase it and it was coke and rum but HEAVY on the rum. Basically filled with rum and a splash of coke. He saw that I was struggling and laughed saying "Can't Handle it Bro?"

I stood up and yelled, that was very funny but I am heading home. He jumped up and put his arm around me with his hard cock touching my leg. "Why don't you stay and lets get to know each other so we know our neighbor?" He then walked me to the couch and sat me down. He then sat right next to me and started drinking another cup he had, probably same as he gave me.

I looked down and was just staring at his cock with my dick fully hard and I couldn't hide it. He asked if I see something I like and started smiling while drinking. I started to drink too so I can get less awkward and get this over with. I knew he was getting off doing this to me.

We talked about what we both do for work and he asked a lot about me which was very nice. He said he was jealous I had a great career and not be struggling. He told me that he was having a hard time paying bills and his life isnt all easy. He talked about the gym and how it helps get his mind off things. I started to think maybe I misunderstood him.

Keith told me that he wished he could have it as nice as I do and a good job. I told him I wished I had a body like his and as much sex as he does.

His eyes lit up, and asked if I was serious. I told him Yes and hearing everything I was jealous of the sex life.

He smiled and said maybe I can help you and you can help me one day. We both took another shot he had prepared and thats when I started to feel a little tipsy. He then said maybe if I wanted to know his body maybe I should taste his cock.

Being tipsy and his hand on the back of my head pushing lightly down I simply leaned over and started sucking. It tasted so good and he was leaking precum already. He pushed my head all the way down on his cock and I started to choke, I was in heaven and I kept going as best as I can. After a while of doing this I felt him tense up and he pushed my head back down and he shot deep in my throat but keeping me down there and said swallow it like a good bitch. I did just that and he let go, he thanked me for giving him one of the best blowjobs ever and for what tomorrow will bring. I thought it was weird and headed back across the hall to my place.

The next day I woke up feeling really heavy and groggy like I drank way too much and having a slight hangover. I rolled over and saw the sun coming through the blinds and I shot up wondering what time it was, thats when I noticed I wasnt in my room. I was in a room that was less decorated and had a cum scent, I must have been more drunk than I thought and went back to Keith's place. I then saw his mirrors next to the bed and saw Keith staring back in shock, I was somehow Keith and its weird.

I pulled the blanket off and saw his body and that huge beautiful cock, my mind started to drift and the body was horny as hell. I started jerking off Keith's cock or my cock and staring at myself in the mirror. I stood up still stroking and enjoying every moment, I grabbed his phone and started taking a video of it so I can watch it later. I shot a huge load all over the mirror, I never knew that much was humanly possible and it was dripping from the mirror and I took a finger and tasted it. It was perfect, just like my body.

My mind then thought if I am in his body then he must be in mine and we had the huge presentation today. I was panicked and saw the time, it was almost 3pm. I texted my number and asked him to text me about this. I got a response saying "We will talk when I get home tonight, hope you enjoy that body and the libido. You Head to the gym and workout then we can talk after that bro."

I got up and thought I should clean up and shower but I would just get sweaty at the gym so just threw on some clothes and headed out. Working out in his body was insane, so easy and I had tons of guys checking me out. I noticed my new cock wont stay soft when I saw others looking at me.

After a two hour gym session I got back to the condo and saw my old body waiting. We went into the condo and talked. He said he swapped us because he wanted to see how my life was and how people dont judge him for being just a "hot guy"

He told me that we would be swapped until Monday morning so I would have to enjoy it. We should live the life like the other and just enjoy things, I could call his cumdump and have him come over or go out to the bars and find someone. He told me that everyone was impressed with the presentation and he had some of my memories which I would slowly get his the longer we are swapped. He was a great in my body and life and he loved being Jacob.

He walked out while I was asking him to swap us back and said nothing can happen till monday so have fun KEITH.

I went home and took some pictures with some good poses.

I was shocked but I had to make the best of it. I hit the bar dressed in just in just tight jeans and a tight shirt clearly showing my package in the jeans. It was hard to hide it but I am Keith so I shouldn't care.

As soon as I walked up to the bar to get a drink a guy started hitting on me, this cute little twink who kept rubbing my muscles. We both got some drinks and we danced a ton, I have never seen so many guys checking me out and trying to hit on me in my old body. Keith's body gets tons of attention but my new cock keeps getting hard and that makes it hard to hide.

After a ton of drinks and a nice uber ride home with this twink we hit the room, this twink couldnt get enough of me. He was feeling me up and constantly kissing me. As soon as we walked in I stripped off my clothes to show off to him, he was in awe and dropped to his knees. I thrusted into his mouth and kept going in and out, this guy was amazing. After a while of getting some good head we went to the room and I picked him up and started fucking him while holding him up. The strength was perfect and he was moaning so loud. I started feeling amazing and started telling him to take it and how do you like it, he kept moaning louder in pleasure. I shot deep inside him and we both laid down on the bed and passed out.

Woke up saturday afternoon still in Keith's body with that twink next to me, we both smoked some weed and drank then fucked all day and I couldnt believe how horny this body is and how much I can keep going. The stamina is insane.

Sunday was similar I went to the bar again and found another one, brought him home and same as before just another cumdump.

I woke up Monday feeling amazing, I havent had this much stamina and sex ever in my life. I texted my old number to find out when we were going to swap back and waited. I got up and cleaned Keith's whole apartment, it was very dirty but figured might as well get it clean for him to go more rounds in when he returns.

I got a knock at the door and went to it in just my briefs, it was an eviction notice on the door, Keith was being evicted because of the many noise complaints. I called my old phone and he answered, I told him about the eviction notice and he said "yeah heh guess thats your problem now Keith, maybe you can use that body to find a place to crash or make some good money." and he hung up.

I went over to my old condo and knocked, he didn't answer and I kept knocking and calling my old number. I was worried that he just stole my life and is making me take his life.

Sure this body is amazing but it doesn't have a career, I cant stop being horny, and checking his account he has some money saved up but nothing close to my money. I went back in the condo and was panicking. Then my phone beeped from my old number, he sent a picture of my body on vacation in Hawaii. It seemed he asked for some time off to relax after getting the new clients from my presentation. He then said we are never going to swap back so you better get packing bitch. And then I was blocked.

I was worried, I started packing things and tried to figure out what to do. Then after midnight his memories started to flood into my mind, like he had it programmed to come in after today. I still had all my memories and knowledge but I had his as well now. He had this planned for a while now, he wanted to have a life where he wasn't bothered by finding a career and everything plus he was tired of being horny 24/7 and couldn't satisfy it.

I found out he did onlyfans to make his "actual" money and had a good amount saved so he can move. He had cameras all in the bedroom and living room and was filming all the time to use for "Content" so he can just upload his random hookups.

I saw the video of the night he had me over and I decided to upload that one titled "Seducing and Fucking my Boring Neighbor."

When I woke up my phone was filled with notifications of people loving the new video and cant get enough of it. I had so much of a following and the new video got tons of new subscribers and tips from it.

I posted a quick couple shots of myself for the simps on there and said I have to pack since I am going to be homeless. Then a bunch of people donated a ton of money to help, I had more money than I could believe to get a new place. I sent each person a person picture and then posted a jerking vid to get more.

Its been six months now as Keith, I have used my marketing knowledge from my old life and he is now making tons in OnlyFans and thirst traps in youtube, twitch, and instagram. I am making a good amount and working out a ton in the gym which I have a series of workout videos (both normal and sexual) and they are getting more views than I could have dreamed.

I found out the old Keith follows me on all platforms and subscribes on OnlyFans. He sent a text asking if I was happy and if we could swap back trying to sound Alpha in his message. I guess the alpha transferred with him and I have some of it but I am a better Keith than he was. I am more nice to people and I pay attention to the noise and everything in my new place. I was able to get a new bigger condo across town and tons of nice things.

I blocked him on messaging me in all platforms only after sending him this picture.

I was still being very masculine and alpha but just more nice to people, that being said I still like it rough in the bedroom and love the amount of sex I get. Every hookup is content and the Subs love it.

Now one last flew and I have to find a new hookup for content tonight.

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"This is sublime! This is so fucking realistic, it's like, I can feel every mililitre of blood coursing through my veins and pumped this shit up!"

"Told you it's a power rush. So now, can you tell a little bit about yourself?"

"Oh, that's a piece of cake. Name's Arthur. Arthur Dulles, 46 years old, a proud single father of two handsome sons that I brainwashed to be big alpha jock like me. A former investment banker turned entrepreneur and fitness junkie, living life to the fullest with my boys and some chicks occasionally,"

"Well that WAS Arthur Dulles. But since you are in charge now of his body, what will you do?"

"Some changes are due to happen certainly. He'll be more laid back and more adventurous. He'll be more open to play around and tease his perfect dad bod to everyone that is up to the challenge, including to fags like you. Yeah, for starter, you can come down here and give this pit a sniff, bet that's why you've been hard ever since I slid into him

Willy just smiled mischievously as he lowered himself a bit and stick his nose to huff on the dried sweat in his bullies father's body

"Yeah, go right there you musk whore. Fuck, maybe I should call on the others and bend my boys in the dinner table so they can be controlled too. You'll like that, don't you?" asked the possessed Arthur with a wild grin plotting the downfall of his own two jock sons already

I found this twunk on Grindr, he was looking for a dilf to breed his hole and I would never say no to a request like that. Only this time I had the intention to use him for more than just pleasure. I have felt the effect of aging once again, how much I liked being the grey muscled fox tempting the married woman, I hate how much my back start hurting and my joints. My cock not getting erect just by the thought of a nice hole.

I went to the twunks place, he still lived with his parents. They won’t be home until late tonight, so we had enough time. He kissed me when I got there, which turned into him licking my pits, and nipples. It didn’t take long before he got on his knees and started sucking my perfect 8’ inch cock. He took it like a pro, hitting my thick heavy balls against his chin. Those pretty eyes looking hungry for my week worth load. I got my cock completely covered with his throat slime.

I had him bend over on his knees in bed, with some extra spit of mine with his slime I shoved it into this hole. At that moment I siphoned some of his life away to give me that extra boost I needed. My cock became hard like steel, now in its full power I started thrusting into him. The bulk of my grey hairs already gained their color back. My hands on his hips I while I plowed deep in him, he enjoyed every second of it. He moaned loudly, begging me to use him, with a lot of daddy with it.

I kept railing his hole until he came, I dumped a thick load inside of him too. Nearly exhausted I siphoned more from him, invigorating myself with new energy to keep going. I felt my old body slowly turning back to my prime. I could see his body aging rapidly, so I pushed him flat down in the bed. His hole up, and I kept pumping in him. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw myself looking atleast 10 years younger again. I felt the need to fasten the process.

I had my hands on his back, I really went rough on him as I pounded his hole with no mercy. While I did that, I siphoned him dry. The exchange felt exhilarating, feeling the power flow into me. Gaining back my youth, I could feel my own body growing, his body giving me more than just life. My muscles grew, I felt how I’m also stretching his hole even more just as I could make even better longer thrusts. I knew my is increasing down there as well.

I looked down to see a frail, drained and old body. I’m blasting my final load deep down in there just to pull out and finish the job. The last of his remains faded into my body, giving the final changes of growth and youth.

I walked out of his place, back in my prime. I’ll be good for half a century to repeat the process. I looked great, bigger as I did before and even a bigger tool to pleasure those hungry holes.

Taking It For Granted

Eric was busy getting ready for work as usual when he glanced over at his boyfriend Ajax who was still laid in bed in nothing but his underwear. Even now Ajax couldn’t help subtly running his hands along his abs and legs.

“Are you gonna actually get out of bed sometime today or are you just gonna keep groping yourself all morning?” Eric asked as he straightened his tie.

Ajax chuckled in response. “Sorry babe. Hard not to admire all this sometimes.” He gave a quick flex before sliding out of bed and sauntering over to Eric. “You should know. You were the one kissing my biceps last night.” He grinned before leaning in and giving his boyfriend a soft kiss followed by a slap on the ass before making his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Eric watched the sway of Ajax’s muscular body as he walked away. Over the last couple of days he’d noticed a change in his boyfriend. Subtle things from the way he talked to the way he carried himself. He was more joyous and bouncy than ever before. Not to mention how he seemed to check himself out at every given opportunity. Ajax had always been proud of his physique but recently it seemed like he just couldn’t stop flexing and squeezing his muscles. Just seeing his own reflection seemed to make his day now. Not to mention his attitude had completely shifted.

A week prior to this Eric and Ajax’s relationship had been hanging on by a thread. They’d been arguing more and more over the past few months. It’d started with petty disagreements that blew up bigger and bigger until finally they had a full fight which ended in Ajax storming off. After that Eric thought it was over. After how badly they’d been getting on he couldn’t see a way for their relationship to recover.

A few hours later however, Ajax returned. Part of Eric was expecting him to start packing up his stuff but instead he gave the most heartfelt apology Eric had ever heard. He had no idea what had caused such a change in Ajax but in the moment he didn’t question it. Eric apologised too and afterwards Ajax promised he’d be better. So so much better. Before long Eric found himself jumping into Ajax’s strong arms as they made their way to the bedroom before having some of the steamiest makeup sex they’d ever had.

After falling into bed together they’d begun ripping off each other’s clothes like animals. Ajax however seemed particularly horny. He was rock hard and eager to fuck. Yet before that he took an immense satisfaction in allowing Eric to explore the size and contours of his muscles. As if it were the first time he was being admired like this. Eric didn’t care though, he’d always loved Ajax’s chiseled physique. Almost as much as he loved taking Ajax’s fat cock up his ass which is exactly what he got. He didn’t know quite what’d gotten into his hunky boyfriend that night as out of nowhere Eric found himself receiving the best sex of his life! Getting pounded from all sorts of different positions in such a way that had him cumming over himself not once but twice! Ajax had never been bad at fucking but last night it was like he’d been possessed by a sex demon who’d demolished Eric’s hole before dumping a massive load inside.

Since then Ajax had been like a totally different person. Alongside the slight differences in the way he spoke and carried himself, he was also far more affectionate and thoughtful. Whereas before he’d grown quite distant, now he always wanted to kiss and cuddle. Always giving sweet compliments and wanting to be closer. Not to mention they’d been fucking like rabbits ever since making up.

It was a complete 180 to his former attitude and Eric would be lying if he said he didn’t love it. After all, even when they’d been having terrible arguments, he still loved Ajax more than anything. Only difference now was that it actually felt healthy again. That said Eric didn’t want to question it. Everything seemed perfect but there was one thing he just couldn’t get out of his head. Something that the old man who lived across the street said the morning after him and Ajax made up…

———

Four days earlier Eric found himself waking with a sore asshole to the sound of shouting coming from the front door. After turning to see Ajax wasn’t in bed next to him, Eric quickly got up to see what all the commotion was, walking a little funny down the stairs after the railing he’d gotten last night. When he got there however, he was surprised to see none other than old Mr Jenkins have some kind of blow up at Ajax. Eric could hardly understand half of what he was saying. Something about needing to fix something and not wanting to be old? He even called Ajax a “sadistic body thief” whatever that meant.

Eric quickly decided to step in and see what the problem was and immediately Mr Jenkin’s switched his attention to him. Right away he started coming out with some of the most insane things Eric had ever heard!

“I’m not Mr Jenkins!” He would shout. “You have to believe me Eric! I’m Ajax! He stole my fucking body!” He screamed while pointing at Ajax. There was a fury in Mr Jenkins’ eyes that Eric had never seen before. He was completely out of his mind! “I don’t know how you did this but you’re gonna undo it back you crazy asshole!” He continued.

Ajax put his hands up. “How many times do I have to say it? I don’t know what the hell you’re going on about.” He then glanced at Eric before whispering. “I think he’s gone nuts. He won’t stop yelling about some invasion of the body snatchers type of shit.”

“I’M NOT CRAZY! GIVE IT BACK YOU OLD BASTARD!” Mr Jenkins looked as though he was ready to launch himself at Ajax in a fury with what little strength his elderly body had before Eric stepped between them.

Eric couldn’t help feeling bad for the elderly man. Of course he didn’t believe a word he was saying. It was insane not to mention impossible. His only guess as to what was going on was that Mr Jenkins’ was suffering from his old age. Dementia perhaps? Whatever the case it was clear to Eric that he needed help. He tried to calm the old man down but nothing helped. Only continuing to curse at Ajax while begging Eric to believe him. Apparently the other neighbours had overheard all the commotion because not too long after a police car rode up outside the house.

With Eric and Ajax explaining what’d happened and Mr Jenkins’ still screaming bloody murder and even getting violent with the officers, it wasn’t long before the old man was taken away to get some help.

As they watched the car drive away, Ajax wrapped his muscular arms around Eric from behind. “You okay babe?” He asked while kissing the back of Eric’s neck.”

“Yeah… I just didn’t know Mr Jenkins’ was suffering like that. I can’t imagine what must’ve been going on inside his head to make him believe all those things.” Eric leaned back into Ajax’s body a little, allowing his back to rest against his boyfriends strong pecs. “It just makes me wanna appreciate what we have right now you know?”

“Absolutely.” Ajax hugged Eric tighter. “I’ll never take this for granted again.” He added, trying to sound sweet while a smug grin crept across his face unbeknownst to Eric.

———

It’d been almost a week since then. Eric had arrived at work and was going through the motions as usual only now he felt constantly distracted. He just couldn’t help replaying that scene with Mr Jenkins over and over in his head. All those crazy claims he made about being Ajax and having his body stolen. He seemed so convinced. So sure of himself. Not to mention that until that morning Mr Jenkins’ had been as healthy as a horse in both mind and body so for him to just flip like that felt… off.

Normally he would’ve brushed something like that off easily. Body swapping? That was the definition of crazy talk. Under normal circumstances there was no way in hell he’d believe that. But that’s when he started to pick up on things more clearly. Subtle changes in the way Ajax behaved that quickly began to plant a seed of doubt in mind. A seed that grew to the point where he’d been analysing almost everything his boyfriend did and said.

He went over it in his head as we worked. Out of nowhere Ajax had begun watching the historical channels on TV, finally started reading one of the books he’d received as a present last year and even mentioned that he wanted to give fishing a try at some point! The Ajax he knew never had the patience for those things. The rational thing to assume would simply be that Ajax was maturing. Trying to be a better person and gain new interests. But Eric just couldn’t shake the weirdness of how it’d begun the day Mr Jenkins went crazy.

It wasn’t just his interests though. It was Ajax’s whole demeanour. Before he was quite stoic. He’d have his moments of sweetness but overall he was very reserved. Over the last couple months he’d even grown quite mean and snappy, eager to jump to an argument and make a big deal out of nothing which eventually led to their huge argument. But then it all changed starting with that massive apology he gave. Ajax had never been one to say sorry so it came as quite the surprise. Even in that moment Eric couldn’t help thinking he seemed like a different person, only he wasn’t thinking about it quite as literally then. Since then his mood had completely changed. His reserved and quiet nature seemingly vanished overnight, being replaced by a much bubblier and joyful attitude. It was almost like he had this newfound appreciation for his life.

And this couldn’t have been clearer in the way he treated himself and others. For a start he just couldn’t stop admiring his own body. Always touching something. Groping his pecs, massaging his thighs, flexing his biceps. He couldn’t get enough. Always making comments about how hot he looked and spending way longer in the shower than usual.

And when it came to Eric, Ajax was far more affectionate and thoughtful. Always giving him compliments and kisses. Always smiling when they were together and telling Eric how lucky he felt to have what they had. Hell he even bought him flowers! Something Ajax had never done before. And the sex was some of the most passionate they’d ever had. So deep and loving. Every. Single. Night. Ajax was more eager than ever to slam his cock inside Eric’s hole at any given opportunity. And to top it off Ajax seemed to have developed this worshipping kink in the last couple of days. Always wanting Eric to kiss and worship his muscles.

All of those little things stacked together caused that tiny seed of doubt in Eric’s mind to grow into a tree that’s roots were consuming his every thought. He wanted to believe he was just overthinking it but what Mr Jenkins’ had said was starting to make too much sense. It was too much to have just been a coincidence. It was only lunch time but Eric decided to take the rest of the day off work for a “family emergency”.

Once home, Eric took a deep breath before quietly opening the front door. He was about to shout his boyfriend’s name but before he did, he heard the sound of Ajax’s voice coming from the bedroom. Curiously Eric made his way towards the bedroom as silently as possible, trying to listen to what Ajax was saying until he stood just outside the door. And what he heard sent shivers up his spine.

“Fuuuuck yeahh! I’ll never get tired of this young cock! God I still can’t believe how much bigger it is compared to my old one!” He moaned. “Young, dumb and hung as fuck…”

Eric’s eyes widened. Was it actually true? Without a second thought he peered his head into the bedroom to see none other than his boyfriend stood in front of a mirror bare ass naked and flexing while he stroked his cock!

“Ohhh yeah! I’m Ajax! Young fuckin muscle bull! Fuuuck I-” He cut himself short when in the corner of his eye he noticed Eric stepping into the room. “Oh-I-Ummm… Eric. I didn’t think you’d uhmmmm… be home so soon hahah…” A flustered look swiftly crossed his face. “I was just-” before he could finish, Eric stopped him.

“It’s true isn’t it? Everything Mr Jenkins said. About the body swap.” Eric still didn’t quite believe it even as he said it but the writing was on the wall. “Or should I say everything Ajax said. Because he wasn’t really Mr Jenkins. You are.”

Ajax was silent for a moment. Unsure of how to respond until he finally let out a long sigh. “Eric. Let me explain.”

———

After their massive fight, Ajax had stormed out of the house with a fury in his eyes. Slamming the door behind him as he left to get some air and get away Eric. He didn’t have a plan as to where he was going so he ended up just pacing up and down the street for over half an hour with a sour look on his face.

At this time Mr Jenkins had been sitting in his living room watching TV where he had a perfect view to the window as he noticed Ajax pass by multiple times. Seeing this he went out to investigate what was wrong. When Ajax next passed Jenkins’ house, the old man stopped him and asked what was the matter. Ajax was resistant at first but when Mr Jenkins offered him inside to chat, he gave in and took the sweet man up on his offer.

They sat down at the kitchen table and immediately Ajax began to rant about Eric. Listing off each and every little thing he hated about his spouse. All the little habits that annoyed him, all the irritating things he would do or say. However Mr Jenkins’ found it hard to emphasise. Impossible even. Most of the things Ajax was listing off were such minor things that he seemed to be blowing out of proportion while other things were just plain stupid like complaining about how Eric didn’t fold and put away the clothes exactly how Ajax wanted after doing the washing. It was moronic to say the least. But what Mr Jenkins really hated was how much Ajax blatantly insulted Eric as he listed these things off. Calling him all sorts of horrible things while dragging his name through the mud.

It was then Mr Jenkins made a decision. It was something he’d wanted to do for a very long time now ever since Ajax moved in across the road with Eric. Until now he didn’t have the courage to do it, believing he’d feel too guilty if he did. But now that he’d seen Ajax’s true colours he had no regrets.

Jenkins excused himself from the table to make a cup of tea while asking Ajax if he wanted a drink of any kind as well. The handsome younger man said he’d take tea as well. Little did he know that as Jenkins brewed the tea, he added a little something extra into Ajax’s cup.

He came back moments later with two hot cups in hand, offering one the Ajax who took it kindly. They chatted a little more as the drinks cooled, Ajax’s going on a little more about his petty frustrations with Eric. But soon enough the handsome younger man picked up his beverage and began to sip away at it, much to Mr Jenkins delight. Little did Ajax know as he drank that his tea had been laced with a mild sedative that was gradually starting to take effect as he came to the last few sips.

“Sorry… I’m just feelin a bit… tired all of a sudden…” Ajax slurred as he put down the cup. “I should… probably…” He could hardly finish his sentence as his eyes started to flutter. Seeing this Mr Jenkins hopped up from his seat to grab Ajax to make sure he didn’t pass out onto the floor. “Heyyy… whaaat’re youuu…” And with that his body went limp, losing consciousness.

Jenkins knew he didn’t have long. The sedative might’ve knocked him out but wouldn’t be for long. A big guy like Ajax would probably begin to wake in about half an hour to an hour tops so he had to work fast. Jenkins used what little strength he had to move Ajax off the kitchen chair as gently as possible before dragging his sleeping body down the hallway and into the bedroom.

Right away Jenkins got to work. He started by unlocking the hidden safe he kept in his closet and pulling out a very old looking piece of paper. Written on it we’re instructions. Instructions for a forbidden spell that’d been passed down through his family for generations. One that’d been used many times by his spiritual ancestors. A body swapping spell.

He set everything he needed like candles before making a circle out of magic runes around himself and Ajax. Once that was done he took a sedative himself, one that was slightly stronger and that should kick in very soon so there was no time to waste. He got in position and took a deep breath before taking the paper once again and reading out the ancient incantation inscribed on it. Speaking the forbidden words with as much chest as he could, trying not to lose his focus as he noticed the runes around them begin to glow. His old heart beating faster with anticipation until finally he reached the last line.

He shouted those final words to complete the spell and in an instant the runes glowed brighter than ever before, creating some kind of magical bubble around the two men. Yet before Jenkins could even celebrate his success his body began to convulse and moments later his soul was forced out through his mouth as a glowing blue mass, leaving his elderly body limp and lifeless. Shortly followed by the unconscious Ajax writhing slightly until a blue mass of glowing energy was forced out of his mouth too!

The two energies twirled around one another for a moment until they formed into a ghostly version of the people they belonged to. A ghostly Ajax who seemed lost for words and a ghostly Mr Jenkins who was grinning at him maliciously, knowing what was to happen next. Magic continued to swirl around the pair as their spiritual forms began to transform. Mr Jenkins’ ghost looking younger and hunkier by the second while Ajax’s grew older and withered. Only coming to an end when their souls had completely transformed into one another!

Now that Jenkins had become Ajax in soul, the only thing left was to take his physical body. After the transformation was complete their souls returned to their orb like states, spinning around each other again before launching into the mouths of the opposite bodies they started in.

With that the magic of the spell dissipated without a trace, leaving nothing but silence. For about ten minutes anyway as not long after, ‘Ajax’ began to stir.

He groaned. His body felt heavy and tired due to the sedatives that were in his system. Yet the moment he caught sight of his body, his eyes shot open with wonder. “Haha! Yes it worked! It actually fucking worked!” He shouted and raved as he reached down to feel the strong pecs underneath his shirt with a shit eating grin.

The young stud practically leapt onto his feet with excitement, moving faster and more freely than he had in years! He wasted no time in whipping off his shirt and dumping it on the floor so he could get a better look at his body and he wasn’t disappointed. “Jesus this boy is in good shape.” He mumbled as he ran a hand down the cobbled abs that decorated his stomach. “I was nowhere near this buff last time I was this young.” He added, while flexing his new biceps for the first time and watching with wonder as the muscle peaked. “Fuuuck… I feel so strong!”

Every inch of his body was bulging with powerful muscles just begging to be flexed and groped. And that’s exactly what he did. Running his hands up and down his entire frame as he kicked off Ajax’s shorts. Squeezing his new pecs and pinching his nipples. Kissing his biceps as they bulged. Flexing his glutes and loving just how tight his new muscle ass felt. Not to mention how taut his skin was now. “God I’m sooo young!” He moaned as he grabbed his crotch. His new and improved cock already standing at attention and waiting to be used. “Gotta… cum!”

Jenkins shimmied down his underwear and finally set his dick free. It looked gorgeous. He never thought he’d see a cock this beautiful in person ever again. And it was his! So thick and imposing just like the rest of his body. Without a single thought he wrapped a hand around it and started jerking while continuing to groping himself with his free hand.

“Oh fuuuuuuckkk! I haven’t been this rock hard in decades!” He bit his lip, pumping his young new dick more furiously than he had in years while cupping his muscle tits and feeling their weight sit in his hand. Worshipping himself as much as humanly possible whilst moaning in his youthful yet deep voice, only serving to turn him on even more.

With the vigorous speed at which he was jerking, after only about five minutes he could already tell he was starting to get close. His fat new balls welling up with a huge ass load. But he needed to see himself before he came. And so he made a dash for the nearby bathroom where he was able to gaze up his reflection for the first time. Seeing the face of Ajax staring back at him almost made him cream on the spot.

“Holy fuck I’m a hunk! My hair is so dark… and my face is so fuckin sexy!” It was taking his brain a moment to take it all in. The unfamiliar reflection of a different man. He inspected the short bearded he now adorned, rubbing a hand across it while getting a feel for his new jaw. Allowing his fingers to gently glide across his lips and over his nose. Relishing in his smooth skin without a wrinkle in sight. Inspecting each individual feature with such lust.

“I’m Ajax…” He muttered to himself. Feeling a shiver of delight run up his spin as he said those

“I’m Ajax!” He repeated the claim, louder this time as he took a step back to really focus on his cock. Tightening his grip around it before hastening his pace. The thick manhood began to dribble significant amounts of precum from its tip. Just the feeling of it was overwhelming his senses in a way he hadn’t experienced in a long time. Youthful lust consuming him.

“I’M AJAX!!!” He shouted one final time with certainty and the second he did the floodgates opened. His cock was like a cum hose, firing his potent seed all over the mirror and sink in powerful bursts. All while he moaned like a horny slut. “Yeahhhhhhh…” He made sure to squeeze every last drop out of dick, watching with satisfaction as it pulsed and leaked.

The new Ajax trudged back into the bedroom with a dumb grin before falling back onto the bed in exhaustion. Laying out his model of a body in all its sweaty glory after the hottest and most intense orgasm of his life. “My fuckin… body now…” he grunted between laboured breaths. After that he was certain he had no regrets.

He sat back after a couple minutes once he’d caught his breath before looking down at his new body again. Eyes scanning over the strong muscle he now owned. His gaze then shifted across the room, peering over at his former body. “Probably got a couple hours before he wakes up after that stronger sedative I took.” He theorised. “More than enough time to get a bit more familiar with my new self before going to see my new boyfriend.” Ajax sniggered.

Just then however his nose caught a whiff of a strong manly scent. A scent that very quickly drew his nose towards his own sweaty armpits. “Woof! That is ripe!” He quickly went in for another sniff before running his tongue along his damp pit. “Uhooo that’s goood.” Not wasting any time he quickly switched to the other pit, sniffing and licking that one too. Instantly having fallen in love with his own musk. And who could blame him!? He smelt like a proper manly muscle stud! “Should probably still get a shower before seeing Eric though… but until then I’m gonna enjoy this.” He grinned.

———

“And once I was more familiar with this body, I got dressed again and made my way back here. That’s when I apologised to you.” Ajax finished, having detailed most of what’d happened to his original boyfriend in the spirit of honesty as he and Eric sat side by side on the bed. He seemed sincere about it all but it was hard for Eric to tell with how Ajax’s dick was still at full mast. He even touched it a couple times absentmindedly while describing what had happened.

It was a lot for Eric to take in. Even though he’d been thinking it over these last few days, actually hearing Ajax admit that he wasn’t the real Ajax was still mad to hear. Especially as he detailed exactly how it’d gone down. On one hand it sounded completely absurd just as he’d told himself it was whenever he considered the possibility. Yet on the other hand he couldn’t help believing it. There was no denying that Ajax had a completely different feel around him now. Even though he looked the same on the outside, he’d just felt different. And now he knew why.

“So… you’re Mr Jenkins. The old man who’s lived across from us for years.” Eric said as he tried to process it all.

“I was Mr Jenkins.” The muscle bound stud corrected. “Now I’m your hunky boyfriend Ajax!” He smiled before wrapping an arm around Eric and pulling him closer. “Difference being that I actually appreciate you and this life unlike the former owner of this body.”

Eric mulled over all the stuff this man had described to him, specifically all the horrible things his original boyfriend had said when he wasn’t around. He had to admit it sounded like stuff the Ajax he knew would complain about. But all those horrible names? The way he blamed Eric for everything? It made him wanna cry.

“But wait. How do you know so much about Ajax and me then?? Have you been spying on us all these years?” Eric questioned.

Ajax chuckled at the accusation. “No no no. Nothing like that. If anything I’ve tried to keep my distance from you two. I always thought you were a hot couple and I was a little obsessed with Ajax’s body. However I didn’t want to seem like that creepy neighbour you know?” He explained before continuing on. “No, the reason I know so much is because the swap also transfers a bunch of memories as well. It was really strange at first. I was remembering things about Ajax that I’d never experienced despite my memories claiming I had. Like the first time I went skiing a few years back and ended up falling dozens of times before getting right. I know that I didn’t do that but because the old Ajax did, it feels like I did as well. Same goes for most other memories. It’s pretty handy for convincing people that I’m the real Ajax honestly. Hell it took you about five days to figure it out and that was after that asshole came here screaming and shouting about body swaps!” He laughed again while pulling Eric closer joyously.

“Fuck… I don’t know what to say.” Eric mumbled. “Part of me wants to feel bad that you trapped him in your old body but at the same time he’d been turning into such an asshole recently and if he really said all that stuff to you then…” He sighed, hiding his face in his palms. “On the other hand I wanna be mad at you for tricking me and pretending to be him but…”

“But I’m better?” Ajax finished. “A better man than he ever was?” He got up and stood over Eric with a cocky yet irresistible look on his face. Putting his hands on his hips while proudly displaying his nude body. “Come on. Haven’t these last few days been proof enough of that?”

“Y-yeah.” Eric admitted. “These last few days have been amazing. You’re kinder than he was, more considerate, funnier, happier…” his gaze then shifted to his boyfriend's fat cock, still bucking between his legs excitedly. “Better at sex…”

“Exactly! Don’t you see? This is for the best!” Ajax claimed as he took a step closer. “I get to have a strong, handsome new body and you get a boyfriend who treats you the way you deserve to be treated.” He placed a hand gently on Eric’s cheek. “And fucks you the way you deserve to be fucked.” A thick glob of precum dribbled from his cock, making him feel like such a stud.

Eric did his best not to drool at the sight, trying to keep a level head in the moment. “I… uhmm…” He took a deep breath to compose himself. “But you stole most of his life. Isn’t that wrong?” He shuffled slightly while trying to look at the moral side of all this.

Ajax smiled softly. “Look. You said it yourself, the old Ajax was an asshole. He was horrible to you and was probably going to continue being horrible to other people. Do you really think a person like that deserved a body and life like this? Or you for that matter?” The body snatcher argued. “Besides at the end of the day what’s done is done. The spell I used is a once in a lifetime kinda deal. I couldn’t swap back with him or anyone else if I wanted. I’m Ajax forever now. Full stop.”

Eric took a moment to let it all sink in. Part of him still wanted to feel bad but the other part of him was strangely grateful. Grateful that his cold hearted boyfriend had been switched out for a much superior version. It was a lot to take in but the more he thought about it, the more he began to imagine himself and this new Ajax. No more constant arguing or toxicity. Instead being a happy and healthy couple that truly loves one another. And for the first time in years Eric could actually see a possible future where he marries this man…

“Good.” Eric stated, standing up and facing Ajax with a glimmer in his eye that the other man couldn’t quite decipher. “You’re right. He didn’t deserve this body. But you fucking do.” He reached out and gave one of Ajax’s biceps a squeeze whilst planting a kiss on one of his pecs. “You deserve all of his muscles. You deserve his stupidly handsome face. And most of all you deserve his fat cock!” With one swift movement, Eric gripped Ajax’s throbbing dick causing him to flinch and grunt slightly. Then without a moment to waste he pushed Ajax back down onto the bed of whom now looked equal parts surprised and amused.

“Ohohoo! Where did this come from??” He questioned after witnessing the sudden shift in Eric’s attitude. Not that he was complaining one bit as he watched Eric swiftly begin to undress.

“What can I say? The thought of the pervy old man from across the street stealing my hot boyfriend’s body is starting to turn me on.” Discarding the last of his clothes Eric hopped onto the bed, shuffling his way on top of Ajax until that thick cock he loved so much as nestled perfectly between his ass cheeks. Did he still feel bad for the original Ajax? A little. But if what his new boyfriend said was true then there was no going back anyway. But even if he could, why would he want to go back to having a terrible boyfriend that was probably going to dump him when he could have this instead.

Ajax grinned. “Well I certainly ain’t old anymore.” He reached down and grabbed his stiff manhood and lined it up with Eric’s hungry hole. “I’m young, dumb and full. of. cum.” With that he plunged his cock deep inside causing the couple to let out a unified groan.

“Oh GOD yes!” Eric wailed just as he always did when he took that dick and even more so these last few days. Resting his hands on Ajax’s hairy pecs as he tossed his head back, feeling the entire length filling him up.

“Pervy on the other hand? Maybe just a little.” The hunk smirked before grabbing his lover’s head and pulling him down before stuffing Eric’s nose into his pit. Forcing Eric to get a good whiff of his scent while he began moving his hips slightly.

“Mmmmmmmm… yeahhh!” Eric moaned as he finally pulled away from the sweaty pit. “I wish you’d done that sooner. I’ve always had a thing for his musk but he never let me smell his pits like that…”

“Heheh. I thought about it but I didn’t wanna give myself away too quickly.” Ajax admitted while reaching down and grabbing Eric's ass with both hands, using his strength to rhythmically bounce the other man on his cock. “But now that you know, I can share all my dirty little secrets with you.”

“Oh? Secrets like what?”

A mischievous grin spread across Ajax’s face. “Well. I said that I couldn't use that body swapping spell with anyone again. But that doesn’t mean you couldn’t use it…” He continued thrusting upwards into the bouncing ass, feeling the tight hole clenching around his cock with desire. “Not that you have to if you’re happy the way you are. But I’m just saying… it’s an option.”

Eric almost couldn’t believe it. Swapping bodies with someone else? Already his mind was swarming with possibilities. He wasn’t sure if he actually wanted to give up his own body or not but he had to admit the idea of becoming someone else sounded thrilling! A celebrity? An athlete? Or maybe even just a hot guy he happens to pass on the street!? The potential was endless. “I’ll certainly keep that in mind…”

With that the couple lent in and gave each other a deep kiss before really getting to business. Eric grinding his ass down against Ajax’s dick while the other man used all of his might to thrust up as far as he could. Then both long then found themselves maneuvering onto their sides with Ajax now taking up most of the responsibility. Slamming in as deep as possible to make sure he really punished Eric’s prostate with every thrust. But finally they ended up with Eric flat on the bed, gripping onto the bed sheets for dear life, as Ajax plunged down into him from above. Utilising every ounce of power his strong youthful body had to ruin his lover's hole. The wet sound of balls smacking filling the room along with seemingly endless moaning until Ajax’s load finally began to well up.

“Ohhh fuck! I’m gonna BLOW!” He warned as his thrusts became infrequent followed by a lengthy groan.

Right away Eric could feel his insides being splattered with seed. The walls of his ass were painted in so much thick cum that it started to leak out around Ajax’s cock and drip onto the bed below before he’d even had a chance to pull out.

After a minute or so Ajax wetly dislodged himself from the hole before collapsing to the side of Eric. “You have no idea how good it feels to have sex like that again.” He mumbled through heavy breaths. “Last time I was this young, being out and gay wasn’t so simple. I found it difficult to get a single discreet hook up, never mind a relationship…”

Eric smiled, looking over at his boyfriend as he felt the cum drooling from his hole. “All the more reason to make up for it now right?” He guided a cheeky hand towards Ajax’s backside before giving his gorgeous bubble ass a playful squeeze. “You know I wondered what it would be like to stick my cock inside his ass for a change.” He hinted. “The old Ajax always said he was an exclusive top who never wanted anything near his ass… This newer, and obviously far superior, Ajax wouldn’t happen to have a slightly different opinion on that now would he?”

Ajax was silent for a moment. He mulled over what Eric was so obviously hinting towards before turning his head slightly and giving him a raised eyebrow. “Fine. But get some lube. It’s gonna be a tight squeeze.”

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I’m home! I yelled, as I heard a somewhat familiar voice yet different. Dad? Is that you? I saw a man standing in the bathroom taking pictures of himself. He looked like my dad only he had hair on his head and had a little bit of muscle. Oh and he looked like in his forties while my dad was past sixty.

Yes it’s me he responded, my jaw dropped how is this possible. He walked towards me, follow me I show you. I saw myself and the light was perfect I quickly snapped a pic as my dad said I was selfish like my older brother.

We walked into my brothers room, as he started talking how we were living the best life and weren’t grateful. I was a spoiled brat. This time you will be doing something for me my dad said. I’m sorry dad if you think that way about us, what can I do. He turned around as I then noticed how low and enormous his cock had grown. It was as thick as his leg and kept growing bigger. It got past his knee then hit the ground. I watched as I never had seen thus before as he told me to take a closer look.

When my own face got near, it snapped right into my head. It was already completely embracing me air tight. My dad moaned out loud I was gonna follow my brother as more of my body slowly sinked deeper down his shaft.

***

When I let my first son enter my cock it took a while. I had to stretch and push him in, but I’m getting better at this already. My slippery insides make it much easier to such him up down to my balls. A big splash echoed as my youngest son entered where he once came from. Unlike my oldest he was a perfect looking kid, big muscular physique and a nice handsome face. Most of those features came from mine DNA ofcourse.

I could feel him in my balls moving and pushing for freedom. It won’t be long now though, as I slow but surely will break him down to restore myself like I did with his brother. I rubbed my man shaped balls as they became round and soft after digesting my son. Then they started shrinking back to a manageable size as my sons essence rejuvenated me.

My grey hair regained its glossy dark collar. My patchy beard aligned perfectly on my jaw evenly everywhere. My skin tightened all around my body as I stood once again at my full height I used to be. I gained excess muscle from my son on my frame as I admired my young and improved self. I know I had taken my boys life back to me, but they weren’t good enough I can and will try again until I have made perfection to call my offspring.

Can you do an old man criminal young soldier body swap, please?

Ben, the freshly enrolled cadet, had to wake up early that day. Why? Because some old dipshit had to escape prison few days ago and was rumored to be in the area nearby. The military was there to help the police in order to capture this escapee.

The split into groups. Ben's group got the forest. They got near an old cabin that has been abandonem many years ago

They searched the area and entered the building. Besides discovering some voodoo rituals they also found proof of someone squatting here not that long ago. There was a warm lighter on the doorstep of the backdoor entrance.

Ben's P.O.V.

"He can't be far. Must have heard us closing in." one of my firends screamed out.

The group got out of the building. I stayed behind to take photos and look for more evidence for the police. What I didn't expect was that he run out of the secret room beneath the floor and jump me.

He was strong for an old man. But he had an advantage, because I honestly had no idea that he was there. I have to get him or I'll get in trouble.

A fight followed. He managed to get me on the ground and choke me. Then he pulled away a bit, because he resched for the voodoo totem in the middle of the ritual. He snapped the totem in half. Bunch of mess, dust and something smelly fell directly into mine and his face.

The last thing I remember was him laughing hysterically. Then, darkness.

I woke up to the sound of my group approaching. They must have heard the screaming and the old man's laughter. I opened my eyes and then pain followed. My face was pressed on the ground. My hands behind my back, handcuffed.

"Now you'll go back where you belong fucker." I heard a VERY familiar voice.

I turned my head and saw my own body talking to someone. At that moment, I don't know what came over me. I got hysterical. Maybe if I explained who I am and gave them some details, then they might have trusted me. But I only screamed and cried and scream again.

The police arrived and the last thing I saw was my body looking at me with a mischievous grin, grabbing my body's crotch and winking at me.

This can't be happening

Abraham's P.O.V.

I am finally free. The escape was only a small part of the plan. The bigger one was to get all the ingredients to do the ritual and swap with someone. Poor fucker, he's gonna get a proper beating in jail. Well that's not my problem now. My only goal is to go unnoticed and start my new young life.

Ah, man. I can't wait much longer. They have to leave now or else I might explode all this cum right here in these clothes.

It took them 30 more minutes before they left me alone. I didn't have any chores as a reward for capturing him. Heh, right you fuckers. I won't be staying much longer.

I collapsed on the chair. Pretending to be someone else is surprisingly more stressful than I rememeber.

Anyway. Time to explore this new body! Wait! This guy seems strong. Let me just try something

Holy shit. What a stamina. It doesn't even hurt to lift myself. And those abs. Yeah. I'll be enjoying this. I laid down on the bed.

These are so hot man. I have NEVER in my life had these before. He must be in great shape overall.

I took off my shirt and decided I want to have some fun

Let's show these fucker's who's really storno. I got into the gym to show off my new body. Some of the guys tried not to look at me, but others just kept staring.

I went to the showers to enjoy myself in the mirror. Someone left their shaving cream and I could already feel the need to shave.

"Man, I look great!"

I took off the rest of the clothes and hopped into the shower. Being this fit is truly awesome. The tightness and horniness that I feel from beeing this strong is undiscrabable. I started jerking my new cock. Which was nicely curved, not that big, but wide enough to please some of the women I'm about to fuck. Or men, who knows.

I masturbated with no shame at all. Someone even came during my session and rather left instead of watching me enjoy myself. I finished all over the floor and just left it there.

Before the end of the day I was released from my duties for many inappropriate behavioirs. How should I know that those guys don't like to experiment with each other. I don't know what their issue was.

Anyway, I got on the nearest bus to get into town. Found the nearest shop and got me some fine cigarettes.

"I have missed this so fucking much" I said before coughing rapidly. "Not used to it, huh boy? Well don't worry, that's about to change" I took a puff of my cigarette heading of to the nearest bar.

A new life begins!