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Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent.

Marilyn Vos Savant http://www.curatedquotes.com/motivational-quotes/

𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

“I got you, you hick son of a bitch.” Dylan said in a thick southern accent, panting in Roy’s body.

Dylan and Roy worked together at mechanics show outside of Biloxi, Mississippi. Dylan was as queer as a three dollar bill and always had been, but had to hide it because of the environment he was raised in. He hated the South, of course, so he tried his hardest to mask any southern accent, and he also had to hide the fact that he was gay but altering his voice a lot. Essentially, he had to make change everything about himself for his own safety. Roy on the other hand was as straight as a pole and he made sure everyone knew, and he had an accent like some antebellum plantation owner. Whenever they’d be working outside and anyone with boobs walked by, he’d take off his shirt, dry is sweat, and say some terrible misogynist thing to her as she passed. Even worse, Roy would give Dylan shit every time he noticed that Dylan was checking him out in any way. And Dylan couldn’t help it; Roy had a hell of a body, partially thanks to working at his father’s garage since he was an early teen. “Eyes off, faggot” was a common expression Dylan heard every day, much to his displeasure. Everyone would laugh along with Roy, but Dylan had another trick up his sleeve.

Dylan was waiting for the moment to hatch his plan, in truth. He figured he would keep his secrets a secret until he couldn’t handle it anymore. The secret was that his grandmother, thanks to their location by the bayou, dabbled in voodoo. Dylan had scavenged through her attic after she died and found a possession potion. The recipe said it’d be permanent so he knew he had to hold off, but now was his chance. Roy was a good looking fella, and he had everything coming to him.

So Dylan mixed up the possession potion and went to Roy’s home out in the boonies. He approached the window and noticed he was alseep naked and ass up, and he climbed in through the window. According to the pictures on the mixture for the potion, you were supposed to just drink it and… get in, really. Just put yourself inside through any orifice. So Dylan disrobed entirely, chugged down the potion, stifled several disgusted coughs and gags, and with a shrug, he plunged his head into Roy’s gaping, snoring mouth. Dylan’s head seemed to shrink in around Roy’s lips and the rest of his body seemed to be being sucked into Roy. Roy woke up with muffled screams and thrashing, The rest of Dylan’s body thrashed with him as he woke in a panic, but it wasn’t stopping its progress. Dylan’s cock was right as Roy’s mouth as Roy tried to grab onto his legs to pull him out but it was no use, the suction was too strong. The last of Dylan’s legs and feet slid into Roy’s mouth with a slurping *pop* and Roy blacked out.

He came to laying on his bed, sporting a massive erection. He looked down at it, “Looks like you liked some of that, buddy,” said Dylan in Roy, in his familiar country accent. “Didn’t think that macho-man Roy had a little freak in himmmuunnngggggaaaaHOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT YOU GODDAMN QUEER, GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY BODY.”

Roy made a little hiccup motion and shook his head, “Look, Roy, you’ve acted like a dick all your life, you’ve gotten everything handed to you, and you aren’t amounting to much anyways, so I figured someone could put this,” he started flexing and worshiping his own muscles, “fine ass bod you got-HANDS OFF MOTHERFUCKER, YOUR ASS IS GRASS IF YOU DON’T GET THE HELL OUT NOW-you’re really starting to bum me out, Roy. No more talking like that, let’s see how sensitive you are,” he reached down and started pumping his cock. “LOOK, LOOK, I’m sorry man, just hands off the goods, I ain’t no faggot-Oh quiet, Roy, you’re certainly about to be-COME ON-just let go-STOP-ooooohhh yeah-FUCK COME ON DON’T-aaahhh-STOPPP-AAAHHHoooooooohhhhh…” 

He climaxed all over his naked torso and licked his hands. Roy was gone, or at least the Roy everyone new before. Better yet, Dylan was gone, and he was about to introduce the world to a whole new Roy. Dylan put on some shorts and a hat, stood in front of Roy’s mirror, and downloaded Grindr. “Let’s see what other closet-dwellers we have in the area…” 

The Halloween Costume

Happy Halloween everyone! Hope you all have a cozy and spooky weekend! 👻

"BOOO!" The masked figure yelled, as he crept up behind Connor and grabbed him. He began pushing himself against the blond man, forcing them against the wall as he began grinding himself against the other's crotch.

"W-What... Who the fuck are you?!! HELP! HELP!! MARVIN! ANYONE! THERE'S AN-" Connor began screaming as he was turned around and saw a masked person whom he did not recognize, nonetheless sexually assaulting him out of nowhere.

"Shhh! Quiet down! It's me... M-Marvin." The masked figure tried to calm Connor down, as he stopped the grinding and looked the other in the eyes.

"N-No way..." Connor had stopped screaming and recollected himself, and only just then recognising the familiar tattoos that crawled along the masked man's muscular arms. "You didn't..."

Immediately Connor grabbed the creepy mask and tore it off, revealing the incredibly handsome face of none other than his boyfriend's insanely hot neighbour Troy.

"No fucking way... The 'Make-Your-Own-Costume' Kit actually worked? And you managed to use it on Troy as well?" Connor asked, completely awe-struck at the sight and smell of the handsome hunk in front of him right now. Both him and Marvin had drooled over the hunky neighbour for ages, but unfortunately he had been straight as an arrow and refused every proposal of a threesome.

"Yup. Came as a package this morning. Bumped into Troy here on my way up, so I knew I had to take the shot. Literally." Marvin grinned as he explained, before leaning slightly to the side to point at a barely visible needle mark on his neck. "Jabbed him right here."

"I know the kit said it could turn ANYTHING into a costume... but a real human being?Fuck. H-How was it?" Connor asked, as he ran his hands across his boyfriend's new bulging muscles and pecs. They were completely astonishing.

"Pretty freaky actually. After Troy opened up the door and I stabbed him with the syringe, he started tumbling around the apartment until he fell unconscious on the living room floor. His skin kept bubbling and moving about for a few minutes until his entire body began hollowing out. All that was left was a empty bodysuit made by the skin of Troy." Marvin explained, taking the opportunity to feel the deep vibrato of his new voice. "However, when I walked over there to pick him up though, a gross lump of flesh emerged out of his mouth and began crawling about frantically. So I scooped it up and flushed it down the toilet..." Marvin continued, while simultaneously being busy flexing his huge biceps and admiring his own tattooed arms.

"Wait... don't you think that was the real T-" Connor worried, but his boner was impossibly hard nonetheless from watching such a stud playing with himself.

"Don't know. Don't care." The flexing hunk answered coldly. The lack of emotion and remorse in his tone surprised even his boyfriend. "His body is mine now. And I'm not giving it back!"

"B-But I thought you were just going to use him for the Halloween party..." Connor inquired.

"I did, didn't I... But then I read through the instruction manual of the kit with a very specific warning. That under no circumstances should I experience three orgasms in the costume. As doing so would erase the boundaries between the wearer and the suit, merging them together indefinitely..." The boyfriend gleefully smiled as he lustfully played with his hard pecs.

"A-And how many times have you done it today?" Connor asked, while painfully trying to hide his hard-on at this point.

"I jerked one off right after I wore him this morning. And then another one in the shower right before I came here." The tattooed hunk began licking his lips as he once again walked over to where his boyfriend stood quivering. "And I've been saving the third one for a very special occasion. With you."

He pulled them closer again and mashed his lips against his boyfriend's. Grinding their bodies together, he could tell that Connor no longer tried to fight back. In fact, he was moaning between their sloppy kisses.

"What about the Halloween party? We're already late as it is." Connor broke off their kiss, only for his boyfriend to shush him and pull him along towards the bedroom.

"Who cares about a silly party, when we can spend the entire night worshipping my new perfect body..." The hunk grinned mischievously, as he threw his boyfriend onto the bed and slammed the door to the bedroom shut.

The sound of loud groans filled the apartment for the rest of the night, so much so that Connor missed the several calls and messages on his phone left in the living room.

"Hey babe, where u at? The party starting and theyre letting people in. Some creep stole my package this morning before I had a chance to open the door, so I had to go to my pa's place and get something else. You'll find me in my old Batman costume. Call me please 🧡"

Noticing The Difference

I never should’ve bought that fucking statue.

Two months ago I was, dare I say, an absolute hunk. I’d been working out for years on end. Always pushing my limits at every opportunity I could to grow better and stronger. I had a great diet which I made sure to always stick to and plenty of mates I could hit up the gym with. I was in the best shape of my life. Both looking and feeling bigger than ever with muscles that always managed to get me compliments from other dudes at the gym. Not to mention my genetics doing the absolute most by blessing me with a height of 6’1, a handsome face, a perfect hairline and an incredible beard. Looks that, needless to say, got me into bed with plenty of other hot dudes. Daddies, hunks, twinks. You name it. I’d been with them all.

I had everything going for me. I had a great job at my local gym. I’d been approached by multiple modelling agencies. I’d even amassed a fairly large following across my social media with my comment sections always full of thirsty people who ranged from leaving playful compliments to begging me for an onlyfans. Something I’d honestly begun to consider.

But then the statue happened. I found it at a small antique shop in town. I’m not even sure why I went in there. It was like something was drawing me in. Yet as soon as I was in the door I was greeted by an older man who wasted not time in offering his assistance. He whisked me around the shop, showing me everything he had to offer but I could tell he seemed particularly keen on selling me that one statue. I had no idea why at the time but in the end he won me over. It was fairly cheap and looked nice I supposed so before I knew it the shopkeeper was grinning as he took my money and handed me a receipt.

I found a spot for it at home on one of my bedroom shelves. But it was shortly after this that weird things began to happen. I found myself staring at it constantly. My eyes always drawn to the statue. I’d find myself thinking about it when I was at work. But things only started getting really weird when I began to get erections while looking at it. I had no idea why but my cock couldn’t help stiffening whenever my eyes met that of the statue. It very quickly got worse until soon enough I was standing in the middle of the room unable to break eye contact with the statue while jerking my fat dick. I wanted to stop but I couldn’t. It had some kind of hold over me. It wasn’t long then before I could feel my load rising up and getting ready to erupt until suddenly… I couldn’t move.

Everything around me spun and blurred in a dizzying fashion. When my vision cleared I was no longer staring at the statue, but rather I was staring at my own face! It didn’t make any sense! Somehow I was now looking at my muscular body from the outside as if I were a mere spectator. I had no idea what was going on but I couldn’t help feeling a wave of dread wash over me as my former face grinned maliciously at me. Seconds later however that grin twisted into a look of sheer pleasure as he drained my balls completely, groaning in my voice as he did.

“Fuuuuuuckk! It’s been too long since I’ve busted a nut!” He moaned while wiping some of my cum off his hand. Soon after he went on explain what just happened. Apparently the statue I’d bought was cursed. Every few years it starts to lure in a new victim. Making them want to take it home with them and soon become so entranced by it that they end up jerking off to it. In the process making their minds weak enough that the statue can steal their soul and trap them within itself. The side effect to this however is that the soul of the statue’s previous victim gets to take the newly vacant body in return. “Bro you have no idea how excited I was the second I saw you walking into the shop.”

I couldn’t believe it at first. I didn’t want to! But the reality of the situation was impossible to ignore as I watched this stranger begin to flex my muscles with a stupid smirk on what should’ve been my face. All while I was frozen in place. Unable to move or speak. Only capable of seeing and hearing. Completely powerless to stop this stranger from exploring the body he’d effectively stolen from me. And to make it even worse…

“Fuck. I’m gonna pull so many hot chicks with this body! Their pussies are gonna be dripping for this dick!”

He was straight.

Since then I’ve been unable to do anything but watch from a shelf in my bedroom as this guy took over my life completely. At first he really tried to act as much like me as possible. Shortly after taking my place, he looked through pretty much all my personal belongings much to my unheard protests. Learning every bit of information he could that he hadn’t already figured out in the time he’d been watching me from the statue. He must’ve scrolled through my phone for hours, looking through all my apps and messages. All the while playfully taunting me about it.

And after that he soon started going out. Dressing exactly as I would to meet with family and friends. And as soon as he got home he’d immediately come and tell me everything. Describing to me how hardly any of the people I knew even noticed a difference besides giving him an odd look here and there. It was both infuriating and terrifying at the same time. But I honestly couldn’t blame them. With my body’s muscle memory he already had most of my mannerisms down and could talk almost exactly like I did. And that’s how I thought things were going to stay. This imposter becoming my perfect replacement. That is until about a month in when something began to change…

He came into the bedroom one day and groaned as he threw off one of my now sweaty tank tops after what I can only assume was a jog home after a tough gym session to keep that body in shape. He finally allowed himself to catch his breath while placing his hands on those impressive hips I used to own. As he did his gaze shifted towards me; Initially with a glance before then turning to a smile which wouldn’t have seemed nearly as mocking if he didn’t follow it up with that annoying peace sign.

I rolled my metaphorical eyes at the gesture as he jumped on my bed and pulled out my laptop. Unfortunately I already knew what he was doing as he scrolled through some tabs he had saved while tugging down his shorts and unleashing that thick cock I used to own. I couldn’t help cringing like always as I watched him pull up a video and start jerking off to some girl bouncing her tits. He might’ve copied me in many ways but that definitely wasn’t one of them. It was always so unnerving to see my body and cock get horny over women. I usually just try my best to ignore it and hope he finishes quickly… but today wasn’t one of those days. It felt like hours before he finally tossed his head back and moaned with my voice as he spurted my load everywhere while a chick on the laptop was getting her pussy pounded.

“Ohhh gooddd!” He slurred his words coming off the high of orgasm. “I can’t take it anymore!” I had no idea what he meant at first but in hindsight if I’d known I would’ve wished for anything to stop him.

After cleaning himself up, that imposter trudged over towards me and looked me dead in the eyes. “Look man. I know I’ve been a bit of a dick to you this last month. Taking your body and what not. And I promise it wasn’t personal… not that I’m complaining.” A line he’d said to me many times by now as he flexed one of my biceps yet again. “I’ve tried to keep up this act of being you to be respectful I guess but I just can’t do it anymore bro! I wanna act like me!” I couldn’t help but find that last line somewhat ironic. “No offence dude but I'm not into half the stuff your friends and family expect me to be into and I'm not gay either. And I don’t wanna hide that anymore.” I could already feel my nightmare about this whole situation coming true at this point. “Sorry but I'm doing things my way now. I know you’re probably not gonna like it but I promise I’ll make it up to you bro. As soon as that statue you’re trapped in is ready to do its crazy magic shit again, I’ll make sure you get a sick new body. Maybe then we could hang out sometime as bros. No homo though.” He chuckled. And if that last joke wasn’t warning enough for what was to come, I didn’t know what was.

Immediately I could see the shift in his behaviour. Whenever he spoke he began to sound less like me and more like a douchey straight guy who can’t help saying ‘bro’ every other sentence. Things like the way he carried himself began to change and become more characteristic of the man who’d taken my identity. Next were the clothes as he quickly stopped wearing a lot of the tighter looking clothes I owned and pretty much threw out most of the clothes he considered to be ‘too gay’. Quickly replacing them with new clothes he’d bought which just made my former body look so painfully straight. But I guess that’s what he was aiming for.

But it didn’t stop there. I’d already figured out he was a football guy before now with how I could always hear him shouting and cheering at the TV whenever there was a match on. So it wasn’t long before he’d bought a bunch of football related shit as well to put up around my place. After which he told me all about how my friends thought it was so weird that he was so into football now. I wasn’t surprised considering I’d always said before how much the sport bored me.

Now he’d turned my former self into one of the straightest looking and acting guys on the planet. And this couldn’t have been more apparent as I heard him come home with what sounded like two other dudes he’d made friends with at the gym. Straight gym bros I assumed who I’d probably never spoken to before. I could hear them all getting settled on the couch with beers as they hung out. Doing weird shit like chugging their beer and seeing who could belch the loudest. Eugh. I tried to ignore it but my ears couldn’t help perking up when they started having a conversation about my former self’s sexuality…

“Yeah I dunno guys. I used to think I was gay but recently I’ve been thinking of experimenting you know? I’ve always been curious as to what fucking pussy feels like.” I heard him say. Fuck. Up until now he hadn’t actually had sex with a woman since taking my body despite how much he talked about wanting to do it. I figured at least a part of him still felt bad for stealing my body and he probably figured I’d hate it. So when I heard one of his new bros offering to call up a lady friend of his who apparently had a crush on my imposter. I’d have screamed for him not to take the offer if I could. But there was nothing I could do.

“Call her bro.”

Before I know it I have to bear witness as my own body stumbles into the bedroom with a busty chick wrapped around his waist. As they kissed their way over towards the bed, he looked up at me with a what seemed to be a somewhat guilty look. However that look was quickly wiped away as the chick grabbed his bulge, coaxing a satisfactory grunt out from my former voice. Now I found myself cringing a hundred times harder than I ever did before as she started going on about how she knew I wasn’t really gay and that I just needed the right woman.

What came after seemed like torture to me. Having to watch as my imposter got his dick sucked by a woman I didn’t know. Staring on helplessly as he reached down and grabbed at her tits, causing my old dick to buck with excitement as he squeezed them. And even worse so as he moved on to sliding my cock between her tits and fucking them! It felt so wrong to watch but I couldn’t look away as he eventually stopping fucking her tits only to start eating out her pussy instead! God… seeing my own face between a woman’s legs just looked wrong. And yet he was having the time of his life.

But eventually my worst fear came true as I watched him line my cock up with the entrance to her pussy. I could swear he looked up at me again just for a second to mouth the words ‘sorry bro’ before suddenly plunging inside her. And once he did he was like an animal. A beast even! Slamming my formerly gay cock as deep into her pussy as it would go, causing them both to wail out in pleasure. After that he must’ve pounded her for what seemed like hours to me. Stuffing that big titted bimbo full with my dick as the only sound that could be heard over all the moaning was my balls slapping against her taint. Torture didn’t even sound like a strong enough word at this point.

They switched positions a couple of times before they finally reached the climax. Across which time the chick complimented my former cock multiple times on how perfect it was for her pussy and how it made her cum faster than any other guy could. But eventually my imposter reached his limit. There were a few uneven thrusts before finally he let out a long loud groan just as I always did when I came. Immediately his cock began to spasm as it filled the pussy below him with an enormous load, much to this chick’s desire by the look of it. And he wasn’t even wearing a fucking condom…

A few minutes later I had the displeasure of watching him slowly dislodge from her pussy with a dumb grin. He wiped off his sticky cock and pulled on a pair of baggy shorts as the chick continued to bask in the afterglow of it all. I watched as he headed towards the door where his new bros were waiting for him on the other side.

“How was it man? You still think you’re gay?” One of them asked.

That body snatcher of mine grinned. “Nope. I’m as straight as an arrow bros. Tits and pussy only from now on.” He claimed, having to make it all sound somewhat believable before the other two men wrapped their arms around him in a celebratory manner before grabbing him another beer.

I can already tell these are gonna be a looooong few years before he’s finally able to keep that promise and put me in a new body. At this rate by the time I get out of this curse statue, he’ll have knocked up enough bimbo’s to have his own soccer team. Hopefully he’ll start using a condom before then…

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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A Warlock’s Duality - Epilogue

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The magical couple found themselves stumbling up the ornate staircase, kissing like lustful beasts as they made their way towards the master bedroom. Dane’s hands exploring Wavell’s body in an even more eager fashion than usual. Before this he’d already touched and groped every inch of his boyfriends frame but now with this new form he’s taken, everything is brand new! Even through the expensive fabric of Wavell’s new suit, Dane could feel the difference in the shape and size of the body that lied beneath and words couldn’t express how excited he was get even more familiar with it.

Soon enough they were tripping over themselves upon finally reaching the bedroom, hardly being able to keep their hands off each over. Wavell flicked his hand, commanding the door ahead of them open before they stumbled through it. Finally they’d reached the bed that Dane had grown quite accustomed to over his time dating Wavell so far. Just as Dane reached to start undoing the other man’s suit however, Wavell stopped him.

“Something wrong?” Dane asked.

Wavell glanced at him and then towards the bathroom suite across the room. “No. Nothing’s wrong. It’s just that I want to do this next part alone.”

“What do you mean? Are you gonna have sex with yourself?” Dane laughed, though the more he thought about it he wouldn’t be surprised if Wavell could find a way to do that.

The warlock smirked back at the assumption. “No, no that’s not what I meant. I just mean… getting a chance to see the new me. To see what these new forms of mine have to offer.” He admitted.

Dane lent forward, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek. “You don’t have to explain. I get it. Take all the time you need. I’ll be waiting right here for you when you’re ready.” He plopped himself down onto the comfy bed before lying back and relaxing into the soft mattress a little.

After a quick thank you, Wavell excused himself so he could see what these new bodies of his were all about. It didn’t take long for him to close the bathroom door before stepping in front of the sink mirror. He’d never get over how jarring it is to see an unfamiliar face reflected back at you for the first time. Thankfully those faces were always incredibly handsome.

If Wavell was going to get a proper look at his who body however, an ordinary sink mirror wasn’t going to cut it. Some temporary reorganisation was in order. This time he didn’t flick his wrist or snap his fingers, simply allowing his eyes to glow a deep violet for a moment as his powers activated. Immediately the bathroom began rearranging itself accordingly. The sink moving itself across to the side while the bath shrunk slightly to make room until there was a large open space around the mirror. But not for long as said mirror swiftly began growing, lengthening down to the floor before widening a little until it was the perfect full body mirror.

“Ahhhh perfect… wow I hadn’t realised how nice this suit was.” Wavell complimented himself upon seeing stylish looking clothes properly at last, seeing how they did a great job at flattering his new body. He’d materialised them on auto-pilot after the merge but usually he went for something more business casual. It must’ve been Chris’ impeccable fashion sense shinning through.

He turned to look at himself in the suit from multiple angles, seeing how he’d manifested it to tailor made for his body. He could already tell he’d be wearing a lot more of these high end looking suits from now on. After all what better way to help display his status as an all powerful magician. God it was almost as gorgeous as he was! Speaking of… he couldn’t help but step just a bit closer to get a proper look at this dashing new face.

As much as Wavell adored his former face of Oliver, he had to admit that Chris’ face had a certain allure to it. To start he now had amazing jaw that wasn’t overkill but really gave him that masculine edge that people would respect. Not to mention the immaculately grown facial hair covering it that Wavell couldn’t help running a hand through. He just loved how it had the familiar salt and pepper look that his previous beard had with this one having rather dark sliver hair coating his cheeks and upper lip while the hair on his chin was significantly lighter. His styled hair did something very similar where where is was a light silver at the front and sides but faded to a dark colour as it went on. It just gave him this sense of uniqueness. That said one thing he knew would really garner some attention however was his eyes. When he wasn’t using his power they were this light blue the shimmered in light to give them a certain dazzle that was sure to take anyone’s breath away.

With that Wavell took a step back once again. “Welp I suppose there’s only one thing left to do…” he smirked to himself as he began to undo the buttons on his suit jacket before gently slipping it off. In an instant he materialised a small stool to place his carefully folded jacket onto before taking another second to admire himself. The crisp white dress shirt underneath seemed to fit just as perfectly as it framed his new pecs nicely with sleeves just tight enough to show off his sizeable biceps. That jacket certainly did a good job at deceiving others on just how impressive his upper body truly was. Speaking of impressive Wavell couldn’t help but turn and glance over his shoulder only to find himself swiftly getting hard at the sight of his brand new rounded bubble ass as it stretched the fabric of his suit pants. “Mmmm Dane is gonna love that.” He claimed before giving it a smack. “Him and I both.”

As great as he still looked in this suit, Wavell was getting more and more eager to see exactly what lied beneath. Starting with him kicking off his large, expensive looking dress shoes before unbuttoning his shirt and gently slipping it off. After placing it neatly atop of the of the jacket he finally had a chance to gaze upon his new upper body. Of course he’d already seen it prior to the merge but this was a whole different ball game. Now it was his! Bringing his arms up into a flex he couldn’t help but love how he adorned the shape of an old school super hero. A wide back that extended down into tight waist alongside powerful pecs that he enjoyed puffing out and bouncing a little. Not to mention the thick and even veiny muscle his arms displayed with every movement.

Before long the massive tent forming in his fitted suit pants became hard to ignore. “Well I suppose I’ve teased it long enough.” He grinned while rubbing his crotch a little. Wavell didn’t waste any time in undoing his belt a briskly stepping out of those nice pants and in doing so was surprised to find himself stood in tighty whitey style briefs rather than the boxer briefs he’d usually wear. After placing the pants with the rest of his clothes he turned back to give them another look. “Huh… you know these don’t look too bad actually.” He mumbled to himself, enjoying the way they not only framed his ass but accentuated his bulge as well. “You know I think I might stick to these.” He thought to himself though the moment he did he could tell the Kyle part of him would much prefer wearing boxer briefs. “…Well as long as I’m Chris anyway.” He added.

After all that Wavell’s cock just couldn’t take it anymore as it threatened tear through the very underwear he’d just been complimenting. A dark spot even beginning to form due to leaking precum. With a smile excitedly yanked them off before tossing them on top of the clothes pile, finally setting his thick python of a dick free and standing in nothing but long black dress socks. You see, though Kyle and Chris’ bodies had remained unchanged for the most part, Wavell couldn’t help but take some liberties when his came to his prized organ. Both bodies had received a significant upgrade in the downstairs department, placing them both in the monstrous category. As was fitting for someone like the one and only Mr Wavell.

Dane couldn’t help but perk his ears at the sound of groans coming from the bathroom as he laid on the bed in wait. “Sounds like he’s having fun…” he mumbled to himself as he imagined what he boyfriend was up to in there. Stripping off naked and groping every part of his new body in a lust filled whirlwind.

Of course Dane was right on the money with his assumption. Wavell had almost completely given into his desires as his hands roamed over every muscle in ecstasy. Not knowing whether to look down at his body or up at the mirror as he groped his chest and and pumped his cock. The moans only grew louder as he started to experiment further, starting with him simply grabbing at his bubble butt before his fingers began sliding towards his hole. He couldn’t help but allow a dumb grin to form across his face as he pushed a few fingers inside. “Mmmm yeah you’ve definitely experimented a little in your day haven’t you Chris.” Wavell moaned as he found his hole feeling naturally rather tight but not as tight as he’d expected.

He must’ve lost himself in this self pleasure for a good 10-15 minutes before finally snapping back to reality and remembering that his boyfriend was still waiting for him just outside. “Alright Chris, you’ve had your fun. Now it’s Kyle’s turn.” Wavell smirked devilishly as he closed his eyes and started the switch. The magic rippled through his body as it swiftly started to expand. It was as if someone had shoved an air pump up his ass and was aggressively blowing up all the muscle in his body. His already sizeable pecs growing thicker and juicer, his powerful biceps and triceps blowing up to colossal sizes. His impressive thighs and calves bulking up until his thighs pressed up against each over and his calves started to tear the dress socks a little. His back inching wider while his already pert ass jiggled even larger with pure muscle. Even his hands and feet grew bigger! Now he just looked like a meathead version of Chris, but not for long…

Swiftly Wavell’s body began to de-age, losing its refined maturity in favour of a younger and more jockish look and that couldn’t have been better reflected than by his face. The facial features shifting to becoming more like that of what most would consider a meathead to match his body. His hair fast loosing any signs of silver in favour of a new haircut and ginger-ish blonde hair. Any bodily features that resembled Chris in anyway disappearing and being replaced. And strangely enough that included his cock. The monster between his legs shortened ever so slightly from about 10 and a half inches down to 9 inches but to make up for it that lost length was converted straight to girth instead.

“Oohhhh FUCK yeahhhhh!” Wavell shouted, immediately hitting a double bicep pose with glee as the face he saw in the mirror was no longer Chris. He’d once again flipped over to Kyle. “Mmmm that’s it baby, absolute fucking unit!” He stated before switching to a side chest pose, all of it coming to him rather naturally.

In honesty Wavell could’ve transformed much quicker than he did but this time he really wanted to savour the transformation. To give himself a chance to really watch and absorb everything that was happening as he went from one body to the other. Honestly he couldn’t see himself ever getting tired of it.

From there Wavell swiftly went back to worshiping himself all over again as he got to feel the massive difference in size and shape between his two forms. Certainly not hesitating to give all his muscles a good flex, as was normal for Kyle and by extension Wavell whenever he was using this body. Stopping on multiple occasions to kiss his massive biceps in a cocky fashion or to bounce his giant pecs with even more control than when he was Chris.

Just like before the warlock went on a tour of his body. Starting by getting close to the mirror again and admiring his new face, comparing its young jock-like features to Chris’ mature ones. Both being masculine in their own right. Chris had the type of masculine look that said ‘I’m the kind of man that has lots of power, respect and influence’ while Kyle’s was a little closer to ‘I’m the kind of man that can get almost any piece of ass I want, whenever I want it.’ And of course both of those statements were true when it came to Wavell.

After taking a moment to enjoy all the subtle differences in his current face, returnees to inspecting his body as a whole. This included running a hand across his thick new abs, appreciating his boulder-like shoulders, hefting his meaty pecs with wonder and of course hardly being able to keep his hands off his fat dick. And he certainly wasn’t disappointed by this version of his ass either. It’d lost a bit of it’s perkiness in favour of turning into a total muscle ass that simply had so much to grab onto in all its thick glory. As Kyle there wasn’t a single part of Wavell that wasn’t thick and he absolutely fucking loved it!

About 10 minutes later Dane, now fully undressed, glanced up at the bathroom door across the room upon hearing the handle twist. He watched with a smirk as Wavell stepped back out with the hulking body of Kyle. He’d already been expecting it when he noticed tone of Wavell’s voice shift at one point as he was getting familiar with his body. He soon noticed the suit Wavell been wearing before now scrunched a ball of clothes under his arm. It seemed this version of him wasn’t nearly as worried about being neat. “So… what happened to Chris big guy?” He grinned.

Wavell discarded the suit, tossing it off to the side before marching towards the bed, loving how he was able to conduct his new weight. “Chris ain’t here right now…” Wavell slowly shifted himself onto the large bed, causing it to creak slightly. “So you have the pleasure of dealing with me.” He slowly crawling on top of his boyfriend, pinning him down with that wolfish smile that Dane could always recognise no matter what Wavell looked it.

It was quickly made clear to Dane that he gonna be bottoming tonight by the way Wavell proceeded to manhandle him. After getting pinned down and having Wavell’s lips pressed against his own, he could only allow himself to submit to the bulkier man. It wasn’t long before Wavell flipped Dane onto his stomach and started planting kisses along his back until he reached that delicious looking bubble ass. Wavell gripped it firmly before spreading Dane’s cheeks and diving his face between them.

Dane could certainly tell Wavell was different now, but not in a bad way. It seemed as though he was drawing slightly on the personalities of whichever body he was using as he’d quickly adopted Kyle’s more aggressive approach to sex. Even going as far as to wrap an arm around Dane’s neck to hold him in place as Wavell plunged himself deep inside the other man’s hole. Barely giving his boyfriend a second to think as he pounded him with all his might, the sheer girth of his cock forcing Dane’s hole to stretch further than it ever had before.

From there it was just a horny blur. Wavell taking full control with flipping Dane like a rag doll into all sorts of different positions. Switching between making Dane gag on his dick and having him moan uncontrollably at his prostate was being slammed into. Commanding him to bounce on the fat rod at multiple points as Wavell gripped his hips and guided him even faster. Even getting so into it at points that Dane even begged Wavell to choke him a little which was something the two had never done but both found themselves rather enjoying.

Eventually however all things must come to an end and in this case that was after Dane had been filled with three of Kyle’s thick loads. One down his throat and two filling his ass leaving the pair satisfied for the night. It was after this that Wavell showed his more caring side again as he offered to get them both cleaned up before snuggling up to Dane in bed. Hell he even asked Dane be the big spoon! Kyle Wavell might’ve had quite an aggressive sexual side but it was clear to the other man that in reality he was just a big softie.

Dane snuggled up close to his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around him and giving Wavell’s chest a cheeky squeeze. Even rubbing his bulge gently up against that huge muscle ass. He might not have gotten a chance to experience that big butt tonight but was certain he’d get his chance soon enough along with a chance to experience Chris as a whole. But with that he closed his eyes and started to drift off to the delightful daydream of all the fun that was to come with both of Wavell’s new bodies…

Adam and Mr Wavell

It seemed to be a normal day like any other for Adam. He got up out of bed, got himself some breakfast before heading out for work. Being an engineer certainly wasn’t the worst job, in fact it could feel rather rewarding sometimes and the pay was decent enough. Despite that though Adam always kinda wished his lifestyle was a tad bit different.

He would see Men out and about or on social media who were jacked and essentially got paid for being so. Whether that be as a personal trainer, model, actor or even in porn. It was that sort of lifestyle Adam had always wished he would’ve strived for instead. He wasn’t bad looking dude, just a little out of shape was all, he just couldn’t ever really get into working out properly and eating all the right things.

Being in his thirties now Adam simply began to believe that perhaps that lifestyle just wasn’t going to be him so he’d made peace with the fact that he was just an average looking dude working a normal job. That was until he got home that evening and everything changed.

Adam unlocked the door, stepping into his home before closing it behind him.

“Hey there.”

Adam almost jumped out his skin as he whipped around to see a man sat in a chair across the room.

“W-WHO THE HELL ARE YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE.” Adam screamed at the man yet he was unfazed.

The man stood up, allowing Adam to get a better look at him. He looked to be in his late thirties, maybe forties with a salt and pepper beard and hair. Looked to be just about 6 foot with a relatively lean build. He had on a navy blue suit jacket over a white button up shirt with a navy blue tie. He wore khaki suit pants held firmly in place by a brown belt and lastly a fairly large pair dark brown dress shoes. An ordinary business casual look but this man seemed to be anything but ordinary.

“As for who you may refer to as Mr Wavell” the man said, his eyes momentarily glowing a bright purple as he spoke the name. Adam backed up as Mr Wavell took a few paces forward. “And for what I’m doing here… well… I’m just looking for entertainment I suppose.”

Wavell went on to explain that he had…abilities. Abilities that could things one thought was impossible, possible. Adam was about to protest, to tell this man to get out, when he froze in both wonder and fear as the man before began to float. Mr Wavell continued to explain that he was not going to hurt him, but rather help him.

“I can give you any life that you desire. Allow you to be whoever you choose. What do you say?” Mr Wavell stated as he floated down until he now stood right beside Adam, a hand placed on his shoulder. Adam was frozen. Was he dreaming? Was this real?

“Oh come on. You know this is a privilege right? It’s not everyday that I actually reveal my physical self to the people I help.”

The mysterious man explained in further detail to Adam what he could for him. He could have Adam literally become somebody else. As I’m taking their body for himself. As confused and scared as Adam was right now, he couldn’t help but be curious and even slightly aroused by the idea becoming someone else.

“Yes… I want your help… ” Adam said in a low tone as Mr Wavell grinned.

Wavell clasped his hands together. “Perfect. Now there are many different ways I can do this. I can put your soul into another body and put theirs in your body. I can transform you and another person into one another. However I’ve already picked another method for you. All I want is for you to pick someone.”

“What’s the catch?”

Wavell raised an eyebrow to Adam. “There isn’t one. You don’t owe me. I’m doing this because I enjoy it and hopefully you’ll enjoy it just as much as will.” He smirked. “Now, is there anybody you have in mind who perhaps you’d like to become?”

Adam thought for a moment. He wasn't sure. This was just so surreal it made it hard to think.

“Fine, I’ll help find one I think you’ll like.” Wavell placed a hand on on Adams head. He searched his mind. Felt out his wants and desires until he got a decent idea of the kind of body to put him in. He took his hand away from Adam’s head. “I know just guy but he’s not exactly close. He lives up in Virginia while we’re here in Georgia. How would you feel about a little…change of scenery.”

“What do yo—“ before Adam could finish, the world around him shifted.

———

Micheal stood alone in the locker room at his local gym. It was about closing time now and he was last guy other than staff to be there. He wiped away his sweat with a towel as he grabbed his stuff out of the locker. Unbeknownst to him, a certain two individuals watched him.

Moments prior, Adam and Wavell arrived at the gym via Wavell’s… abilities. Instead of being stood in his own home, Adam now stood inside the locker room of what seemed to be a gym that didn’t seem at all familiar. He asked Wavell where he’d taken them only for Wavell to tell Adam to watch as he point towards the locker room door.

Mere seconds after, a sweaty man wearing a tight tank top and and black shorts entered. He was in incredible shape, far better than Adam was. He looked huge all over with the most handsome face to go with it. The man seemed to pay no mind to neither him nor Wavell however, not even a glance, despite the fact that the pair were both staring at him.

“I’ve made us invisible to him. He can neither see nor hear us.” Mr Wavell confirms to Adam as this man they now seem to be spying on walks past them both. Adam gets a whiff of the studs scent as he passes turning the semi he got just from looking at the man into a full hard on. The two continue to watch as the man opens his locker.

“His name is Micheal. He’s twenty eight years old and is a rather handsome looking fellow with and amazing physique. It seems you would agree.” Wavell sniggered as he glanced down at the bulge in Adams pants.

“So… are you gonna turn me into… him?” Adam asked, almost drooling the thought as he watched the man pull off the tank top revealing his muscled upper body. Wavell simply nodded. “Does that mean you’re gonna turn him into me?”

“Not exactly. Most of the time I would but I have something different in mind today.” Wavell said with an almost maniacal grin. “And before you ask, no I’m not going to kill him.”

Hearing that set Adam slightly at ease. He was however curious to see what Wavell was going on about though. What was he gonna do to this Micheal guy?

It was then that Wavell’s eyes glowed that bright purple once more. At first Adam didn’t realise what Wavell had done until…

“Hey, where the hell did you guys come from?” Micheal asked as he saw the two men seemingly just appear out of nowhere in the corner of his eye. Wavell stepped forward, straightening his tie as he did

“Oh I just know you’re gonna enjoy this body Adam.” Wavell declared.

At this point Micheal was getting super creeped out “What the fuck are talking about dude. Are you hitting on me?” He asked getting slightly annoyed.

It was then in the blink of an eye that Wavell stood inches away from Micheal. He barely had time to think before Wavell grabbed his shoulder. Suddenly Micheal was paralysed, unable to make a muscle as Wavell slipped his other hand in Micheal’s shorts, cupping his crotch in the tight compression shorts underneath.

“Don’t worry, you’re not going to feel a thing.” Stated Wavell as his eyes glowed once more. It was then that a bright flash of light enveloped him and Micheal forcing Adam to cover his eyes. It only lasted a couple of seconds but when the light dissipated, Micheal was nowhere to be seen. Only his clothes were left as the black shorts fell to ground atop of the now empty pair of socks and trainers. The white compression shorts Micheal had been wearing were still in Wavell’s hand as he held them gently now.

Micheal had no clue what had just happened. The weird middle aged looking dude just grabbed him and now all of a sudden he felt so light and…hollow. The first thing he saw was the smirking face of that dude again but now it was from a lower angle, as if he were being held by the man somehow. He also couldn’t ignore the strong smell that seemed almost identical to his own crotch. Micheal was just able to look down at himself to realise that he in-fact wasn’t himself, he’d been turned into the pair of compression shorts he’d been wearing.

“This’ll do just fine.” Wavell said before turning to Adam who looked on in confusion. “I’ve trapped him inside these shorts he was wearing. He can still see, hear, feel, taste and smell with his spiritual form in their but besides that he’s completely helpless.” Wavell continued with a tad too much enjoyment. “Now all you’ve got to do is put him on and his life and body will become yours Adam.”

Mr Wavell told Adam to strip down. Adam hesitated for a moment but did as Wavell instructed. Once he’d done so, Wavell handed the compression shorts over to Adam. As he did Micheal was freaking out after hearing Wavell had just said. He didn’t want this Adam guy to take over his life. Yet there was nothing he could do as Adam slipped his legs into the compression shorts one at a time before pulling them up. Micheal protested all he could but it made no difference as Adam pulled him over his ass and crotch.

“So, how long will it ta-uuaahh” Adam cut himself off as he groaned. An unfamiliar sensation began to race through his body. His feet were first as they grew many sizes larger before his calves bulked slightly. His thighs however ballooned to a massive degree as those compression shorts started to fit a little tighter. His ass was next as it filled out growing larger with muscle until it became the perfect, round bubble butt. By this point Adam’s cock was as hard as ever, leaking with pre-cum into the shorts, and yet the transformation caused it to grow even longer, fatter and harder. Adam continued to groan in pleasure as his balls swelled with growing larger with the same cum Micheal one held. Now the shorts fit nice and tight as Adam’s hips and waist resized. The changes were far from over as any fat on Adam’s stomach melted only to be replaced with pure muscle mass as a set of powerful abs carved themselves on his body. His chest then began pulsing as Adam’s pecs started to swell larger and larger until they were the size of watermelons. The shoulders and traps then quickly followed suit bulking with muscle before Adam couldn’t help but flex as his arms grew bigger. Biceps and triceps becoming so much larger and powerful with hard muscle. Last but not last came the head. Adam’s face grew younger along with the rest of his body as his features altered to match that of Micheal’s. Before long Adam adorned Micheal’s soft brown eyes, messy brown hair and short beard.

Finally the sensation subsided as Adam was able to catch his breath at last. He looked down at himself in disbelief. It was as if he now owned the body of a Greek God. Adam simply couldn’t help himself as he flexed his new massive guns, taking turns feeling them with each hand. Of course he couldn’t ignore the huge new muscle titties that sat on his chest now as he started groping and flexing them as well. He also couldn’t help but dig his nose into his new sweaty pits to get a good whiff of the post workout smell.

“See. I said you’d enjoy this body.” Wavell sniggered. Adam was so enthralled by his new body that he’d almost forgotten Wavell was there. “Now don’t be afraid to take those shorts off. They may have transformed you but now they’ve done so, this form is permanent. Besides I’m sure you want to get a better look at what’s underneath.” He said looking down at the obscene bulge in Adam’s compression shorts.

Adam turned a strutted over to the mirror across from them. He admired his muscles a little more for a moment before the shorts down to his ankles “fuuuuuuuck” Adam muttered as he grabbed his new cock. It was massive and felt as though it was ready to blow considering how sensitive it was. He gave it a few tugs causing him to moan a little before letting go, allowing the monster to buck involuntarily.

Adam then decided he wanted to get a better look at his new glutes as he turned his backside to the mirror. He just loved how big a juicy they looked. When he flexed them they were as hard as steel but relaxed they felt squishy and jiggly. Adam then reached one finger between his crack to test something but it was just as he thought. The moment his finger came anywhere near his hole it tightened instinctively meaning this guy definitely used to be straight. Well not anymore. This ass was way too good to not get a plowing in the near future.

As much as he wanted to tease his ass a little more. Adam could no longer ignore his cock. It was begging for release at this point. He was about to begin pumping when Wavell chirped up once again.

“Hows about you let me help with that. Think of it as your way of thanking me.” Wavell stated as walked over the Adam before kneeling in front of the massive cock. Wavell opened his mouth and began sucking like a pro. Adam was completely taken aback as he groaned once again with deep pleasure in his new voice. Wavell swiftly bobbed his head back on forth on the cock, somehow taking Adam’s entire length without even the slightest gag. Whoever he was he certainly knew how to work those bearded lips of his around a huge cock that’s for sure.

“Fuuuuuck! I’m gonna—“ Adam didn’t even get to finish before Wavell grabbed onto Adam’s ass as his dick let loose torrents of hot cum down Wavell’s throat. Wavell gulped it all down greedily, sucking every last drop of cum out of Adam’s cock before finally pulling off it, a bit of cum dribbling down his beard.

“Ahhh now that was refreshing.” Wavell confessed as he got back up onto his feet. “Well it seems my work here is done. You should be getting Micheal’s memories to kick in about 10 minutes from now. You’ll then know where your new home is and whatever else you need to know to play out his life as if it were your own.” He looked down at the compression shorts Adam had began pulling back up. “And the real Micheal gets to watch.”

Wavell began to float off the ground once again. “Well, I’m off to have some more fun. Have fun with your new body Adam. Or should I say Micheal? That is your new name now.” Mr Wavell laughed before seemingly disappearing into thin air leaving Adam alone.

“You enjoying yourself down there? Being pressed against your own dick and balls?” Adam sniggered, grinning down at his compression shorts, enjoying this a little more than he probably should be right now.

Micheal on the other hand had finally given up. The whole time he’d been screaming and protesting as this body snatchers groped his body and even more so when he got his dick sucked by another guy. Now however he realised there was nothing he could do as his thoughts became foggier while the sweat and smell from his own balls was constantly absorbed into the fabric. He looked up to see his own face smirking down at him. No, not his face anymore because now, he was nothing more than a pair of compression shorts.

Meanwhile Adam decided to open the bag that’d been in Micheal’s locker only to pull out a pair of grey sweatpants. Adam knew who incredible they’d look on his new body so he pulled them on and got a good look at himself in the mirror. Damn they really made his ass pop. He couldn’t help but grab Micheal’s phone and take a quick photo. Maybe he’d post it to one of his new socials later.

Now all he had to do was wait for these memories to kick in…

Coming Home Yet Again

Be sure to read Part 1 by @tf-lover first!

It’d been a couple of days since I tried on Richard’s ‘special’ underwear from lifecorp and the transformation that came with it had finally worn off, returning me to my boring old female form. I didn’t hate being a woman of course. I never had. But that feeling of being a massive bulky man with a thick cock had been intoxicating on so many levels just like Richard said. I almost couldn’t believe it when he told me he used to be a woman as well but I can’t blame him for getting addicted to that new body after experiencing what it’s like for myself.

That said, we'd already talked about getting a new pair of underwear for me from LifeCorp as well. One with my own custom body built into it and everything so that we wouldn’t be twins this time. Not that us being identical hunks wasn’t hot but it certainly wouldn’t be easy to explain when people saw us kissing and holding hands out in public.

“Okay so this is the site I bought them from…” Richard said as he pulled up a previous tab from the history on his laptop. “I came across it after seeing an advertisement and I was just too intrigued to ignore it.” He scrolled through the site a little, passing by all sorts of seemingly crazy options and sub sections that talked about nanotechnology and bodysuits. But he stopped once he reached the section about transformative clothing which I assumed used this nanotech the site had been going on about. A few more clicks and we found ourselves at a ‘customise your body’ page where Richard handed me the reigns.

On the screen there was a 3D model of a nude man that looked almost frighteningly realistic. He was very average looking however there were tons of editing options I could use to change his body. Some options were broad while others were very specific. I could alter the height, structure, ethnicity, weight, hair, features, muscles and so much more. Everything was customisable. It sort of reminded me of the sims but with even more detail. To the point where Richard eventually just left me to it as I spent the next god knows how many hours customising my new body. Trying out every option I could find and seeing what changed. You could even make mental alterations that would take effect as well such as altering your attitude and the natural way you carry yourself. Altering the things you find interest in and what hobbies you enjoy. You could even choose your sexuality! The amount of detail only continued to blow me away at every step.

When I was finally finished I leaned back in my chair to admire my work. Looking at the body I’d created for myself with pride. I double checked almost anything to make sure there wasn’t anything else I wanted to add or change and once I was certain I made sure to save all the changes and apply my customised body. From there all I had to do was select an article of clothing for my body to be attached to and naturally I picked a pair of boxer briefs similar to Richard. And as I already knew the site said that the transformation would linger for days even after removing the clothing it was attached to making it easy to wash them, take showers and have sex without worrying about turning back to normal.

Before I knew it I completed all the steps, paid the money and my order from LifeCorp was on its way!

I didn’t show Richard my new body on the site because I wanted it to be a surprise but going off what he’d told me these last few days about his preferences in men, I was sure my new male body was gonna drive him crazy.

When the package finally arrived I couldn’t have been more ecstatic. I was the only one home at the time which gave me the perfect opportunity to try it out before Richard got back. And that’s exactly what I did. Ripping open the package like an animal until I got to my new underwear that was sealed in an airtight bag. Chills ran across my body as I unsealed the bag and pulled out the pristine boxer briefs. They looked big just like Richards but I knew they’d fit me perfectly soon enough.

I undressed and soon enough I was slipping the boxers up my slim feminine legs until they fit very loosely around my waist. I was afraid they’d just slide down if I let go. But I didn’t have to worry long as seconds later the boxers started to do their thing as a familiar stream of energy flowed through my body.

It started the same way as it did before with an aching sensation spreading from head to toe and shortly after my typically feminine features started to reduce. My breasts being the most obvious as they deflated into a flat chest with smaller nipples while my form started to lose its feminine shape. My voice shifted up an octave or two as my face started to look a little less womanly. Before long I looked pretty androgynous. Riding the line between male and female where I could honestly fit into either category. But I knew that wouldn’t last long.

I low whimper escaped my lips as my body continued to shift further towards the masculine side of the spectrum. My height started to increase with not only my limbs but my torso as well lengthening. Pushing my former 5”7 statue up and up until I was passing 6 feet and reaching an impressive 6”3. At the same time I could feel my hands and feet growing larger to compensate for everything else that was about to come.

It was only then that I noticed my hair retracting fast just like it had the first time I became a man. Those long brunette locks receded back into my scalp until I didn’t have much more than a short buzz. In contrast to that however, facial hair sprouted across my jaw once again in a neat and well trimmed fashion that certainly gave my face a more manly edge. A look that was only further emphasised as my facial structure shifted away from the androgynous look and more towards rugged masculinity. As my looks became sharper, losing any kind of feminine softness I might’ve had left.

Only then did I let out a sudden grunt as if I’d just been sucked punched in the gut, the sound coming out deep and hoarse while my pussy heated up like crazy. I knew exactly what this was. My reproductive system rearranging itself starting with my ovaries transforming inside me. Shifting around until another groan escaped my lips at the feeling of a large sack forcing it way out of my vagina and with it two heavy testicles that were eager to pump my system full of testosterone. Following this I could already feel the folds of my pussy starting to seal up but before they could finish, a small little cock head pushed its way through just above my new balls. And as the final tracing of my vagina faded from existence, my new dick throbbed and grew until it was a good healthy size that any man would be proud of. Perfect for stretching tight holes and blowing thick loads.

By now I was already a fully fledged man in every sense as a subtle layer of body hair swept across my legs and forearms. However I still knew this was far from over.

There was a small pause in the transformation that allowed me to catch my breath. But it didn’t last long as soon enough almost every muscle in my body was consumed by a mix of icy cold and burning hot sensations that should’ve been excruciating in theory yet all I felt was an odd mix of discomfort and delight. Having gone through this once already, I recognised this as the feeling of my muscle fibres breaking down and rejuvenating over and over again at an incomprehensible speed. Cramming years worth of intense training into a matter of minutes and the results were quickly beginning to show.

My chest began to protrude once more but this time with solid muscle instead of fat as it formed into a strong pair of pecs. My shoulders and traps thickened with wide muscle that would only serve to enhance the look of my broadening back. A helpless grin splashed across my manly face as I watched my biceps and triceps balloon with powerful mass that would bulge at the slightest movement with my forearms quickly following suit. Though I couldn’t help gritting my teeth slightly as a solid set of abs cobbled themselves onto my stomach with grace. All the while I could feel my glutes thickening into a tight hefty jock butt behind me that I just knew Richard was going to adore. And of course I couldn’t forget my legs as my thighs grew so thick that even if it weren’t just for my new cock and balls I’d still be forced to man spread from now on. My calves certainly weren’t eft out of the fun either as they bulked out to a thick rounded size, leaving me with the physique of a gym god! Thick manly muscle from head to toe.

I started to flex almost immediately out of sheer glee. “God I missed this…” were the first words to come out of my mouth in this sexy new baritone voice of mine. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about what it’d been like to have Richard’s big burly body since I changed back. I've been craving it. The wait for getting my own pair of transformative underwear had been grueling to say the least but it was well worth it now as it posed in all my male bodybuilder glory and could hardly stop myself from groping every inch of this new form.

“And I definitely missed this.” I added, tugging open the front of my briefs to get a look at my new junk. Slipping a hand inside to get a shameless squeeze of my new man meat and cradle my balls a little. I’d found that oddly satisfying before in my husband's body and I could now confirm that it just seemed to be a male thing that cradling your balls feels weirdly soothing.

From there I did pretty much everything you could think of in the short amount of time I had before Richard came home. Feeling every damn ridge of muscle across my new body. Checking out my muscle ass in the mirror. Playing with my new cock a little. Just for fun I tried on a pair of Richard’s big ass white socks that would have swamped my feet before and couldn’t help feeling a little giddy when they wrapped around my new feet, nice and snug. I even slipped one of his hats on for a laugh and I had to admit it kinda suited me. I was gonna try on some more of his clothes when I heard his car pulling up in the driveway so instead I made a dash for the kitchen where I stood waiting as if everything was normal.

“Hey babe I’m ho-ohhh what the fuck!?” Richard blurted out, eyes wide when he caught sight of me. I could practically see the gears turning in his head as he quickly realised that I wasn’t some random stranger in his house. “Wait… Alison? Is that you??” He asked, a hesitant smile tugging at his lips.

“It’s Alex now bro.” I responded with a cocky smirk in return, the jock bro attitude I’d installed with the mental changes now starting to shrine through. “My briefs from LifeCorp arrived earlier today and I couldn’t help myself dude. I just had to try these babies on and fuuuuuuck I feel amazing!” I tossed up my right arm in a powerful bicep flex before leaning in to kiss the muscle. “Barely been able to keep my hands off these guns.” I chuckled before sauntering up to Richard confidently.

“Woah. You uhhhh definitely made a great body for yourself… babe.” Richard gulped as I placed my hands on his waist. Even though we weren’t twins this time, I still felt just as huge and powerful as him which was a rush all on its own.

“You know I did baby.” I pressed my lips against his confidently, savouring that sweet feeling of our beards rubbing together. “Never felt fucking better!”

Richard’s face was already glowing red. “I can tell you messed around with those mental settings a little as well huh.” He stated, having quickly picked up on my dramatic change in tone and attitude.

“Ohhhhh yeah bro. Changed my speech up a little. Added a lust for fitness. Even knocked a couple points off my IQ because who the fuck needs to smart when you can be fucking swole! All the knowledge I need is gym knowledge dude.” I spouted. Of course I hadn’t made myself as dumb as brick, though I was tempted. Just enough to give off that authentic dumb gym bro vibe was all. And I was loving every second.

Without a second of hesitation I reached down and squeezed my husband's fat ass. “That said… I’m dying for a workout.”

“Oh yeah?” Richard blushed as our hard bulges rubbed together. “You uhhh… wanna head down to the gym and get a good sweat on?”

“Abso-fucking-lutly bro.” I gave Richard’s ass a hard smack, feeling it jiggle beneath my hand. “And after that the two of us can head to one of the private shower cubicles where I can get a good dick workout on that big ass of yours.” I snarled. Part of me wanting to just rip his clothes off now and slam my cock inside of him. God I loved having a dick even if it meant fucking was all I could think about half the time.

“Sounds like a plan bro.” He said somewhat teasingly as he went off to get changed and grab me some of his gym clothes to borrow as well. I could already tell our lives we’re going to be a hell of a lot better this way. Maybe one day we’ll have to hit LifeCorp up again to see if there’s a way to make these transformations truly permanent.

Tempo 💔

Meeting Your Idol: Cody Christian

This is a request from one of my followers. If you have a story idea you’d like me to write, feel free to send it in here! 

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

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

Congratulations,

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

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

Sincerely, 

S-C Productions

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Understanding Each Other - Part II

If you haven’t read Part I yet, check it out here!

TW: There is one scene involving groping in this story. It’s nothing too heavy, but I figured I’d rather to warn any readers just in case it’s not something you’d want to read about.

It had been a week since the magical abilities of Becca had swapped the bodies of herself and her boyfriend Austin. Despite Austin’s discomfort never fading after the unbelievable body swap, he had soon adopted the name of Becca just to keep himself from feeling like a huge freak.  Now in a woman’s body, it only increased Austin’s discomfort and anxiousness whenever Becca referred to him with the name that matched the body she was currently in. His discomfort was also not alleviated as he watched his girlfriend acclimate with ease to the new male body and life that she had. So, the step of adopting her new name was the easiest first step that Becca could come up with to try and adapt to being a woman. 

While she was constantly alarmed every morning waking up to a set of breasts, her panic would always ever increase as she would turn to her side and watch as Austin had his hands wrapped around his new dick and constantly jerked himself off. With an increased libido and a constant morning wood, it had become a ritual at this point for Becca to awaken to this very same sight. She had very clearly stated that she was not interested in having sex (especially due to now having a vagina), so she couldn’t really complain about him doing his new morning ritual. While there was a deep feeling of attraction towards her former body, Becca remained mentally strong and vowed to not give into temptation, especially because she feared the concept of having to pleasure her old body… especially if she ended up liking it.

This vow of not falling into temptation even continued to her own body, where Becca refused to attempt to pleasure herself or even feel up her new body. Strangely, that former attraction that she once had for this body had begun to be replaced with a new sort of appreciation. Rather than pure lust, she felt a weird sense of pride about having this bodacious body. Of course, once the first thought of this kind popped into her head, Becca quickly put her attention elsewhere to hide these thoughts.

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As his girlfriend began to stir awake next to him, the new Austin began to slow down his strokes in an attempt to not wake her. While this new habit of his had become a daily thing due to Becca refusing to do anything sexual with him, it somehow continued to send his girlfriend into a mental dilemma any time she caught him stroking off his new dick. Sure, he understood how weird it must be to watch your former body jerk off in front of you, but Austin had assumed that Becca would have adapted by now like he had.

His attempt at quieting down was in vain though, made apparent as his eyes peered down and watched as Becca turned towards him and began to open her eyes. Her eyes would dart between the pair of breasts that her eyes would first see and the rock hard cock emerging from the white sheets, culminating in a scream where she would jump out of the bed in shock. By this point though, Austin didn’t care to stop his self-pleasure anymore. He was incredibly horny, so if she wasn’t going to satisfy him, what’s the point in stopping for her?

Thinking about the swap and the new attraction he felt towards his old body, Austin wasn’t quite as freaked out as Becca was. Sure, it was strange feeling your new dick raging at the sight of your former body, but if he was going to be a man for the foreseeable future, he told himself that it’s just part of the territory of fitting in. As he watched Becca’s breasts bounce as she ran out and into the bathroom, Austin quickly reached climax and ejaculated, a thick load shooting out and covering his cobblestone abs and even reaching up to the bottom of his beefy pectorals.

Quickly wiping off his chest and throwing on a tank top, he walked over towards the bathroom and opened the door. Catching sight of his girlfriend on the floor shaking, he looked down at her and tried to his annoyance. “Babe, it’s ok. It’s all going to be all ok.” his husky voice said, which caused Becca to look up at him with her tear-stained eyes. “Alright, let’s get ready… We’ve got to head to the gym. You want to get this body back right?” Austin said, his face forming a smile to try and cheer up his girlfriend. 

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Looking up at her boyfriend, she felt saddened to know that his hulking body was once hers and now she was stuck in a body that felt like an eternal hell. Every morning she’d wake up with this new body and it never felt normal to her, as much as she wished it could happen. However, Austin was right. She wanted her body back and getting to the gym and taking videos and photos of her workouts was the only way she was going to get it back. “Thank you… Austin” Becca said, her voice cracking and body shivering as she was still not used to referring to her boyfriend with her former name. With a newfound determination to start the day, Becca and Austin quickly showered and headed off to the gym to start their workouts.

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After having yet another quick jerkoff session in the shower, Austin quickly got dried off, dressed, and ready for the gym. With Becca still learning to do her own makeup, it allowed Austin to sit on the couch and relax and turn on the television. He scrolled through the channels, his mind instructing him to put on the sports networks and watch highlights from several sports games from the night prior. Despite never being interested in the games prior to the swap, Austin now found himself completely enamored by the content. Who cares about the Real Housewives and network crime procedurals when nothing could compare to the thrill of watching live sports? It was a strange thought to pass through his head, which began to alarm the woman-turned-jock. Was her mind beginning to change to match the body she was now in? It was a worrisome concern, but Austin made a note to himself that if it got too bad, he could always swap them back before they lost all of their former personalities.

Breaking his train of thought, Becca quickly walked into the room, her body clad into an all-black workout outfit that only accentuated her body (despite her best attempts not to). “Holy shit babe, you look hot!” Austin said, his dick beginning to harden once more at the sight of his sexy girlfriend. Becca began to blush as she attempted to change the subject, asking if he was ready to go. Quickly hopping onto his feet, he grabbed the keys of his car and they made their way out of the apartment and drove to the gym.

As they both walked into the building, Austin quickly pulled Becca in for a peck on the lips as their paths diverged and they went about their workout. Now, for both individuals, the kiss was incredibly alluring and sexy to experience. Austin was turned on to feel the kiss of Becca’s soft lips and the scent of her sugary perfume while Becca was turned on by the scent of Austin’s cologne and the scratch of facial hair tickling her cheeks. Austin couldn’t help thinking about it as he walked over to the various machines and began to add weight that he never would have been able to lift in his former body. The thought of kissing Austin kept replaying in Becca’s mind as well as she walked towards a bench to begin working out. 

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While Austin was able to do grueling workouts that tested the limits of his new strength, Becca soon had to adapt to a new set of workouts to match her body. Rather than wanting to do the memorized workouts that would get her body incredibly buff, she aimed to get a nice and toned body instead that would hopefully make Becca more comfortable in her feminine skin. So, she aimed to do crunches, lunges, and a bunch of cardio to hopefully achieve that goal. 

Desperate to make her account super popular so she could win back her original body, Becca had begun to try and build up her social media presence with these workouts. Unfortunately, every attempt at a serious page devoted to sharing workout tips was failing in terms of likes and follows. With a newfound desperation, Becca was beginning to try any type of content to help build her popularity. Despite her uncomfortable feelings about her body, Becca took her best attempts at creating photos that would hopefully be deemed “sexy” enough to help build up her audience. Sure, it would most likely be horny men thirsting over body and girls wanting to shame her for showing off her body, but desperation was making Becca push all of those risks aside to make her famous and fast. 

To both Becca’s glee and dismay, the photos did their job and were quickly helping her skyrocket in followers. She had gone from a few hundred to over 10,000 throughout the past week, which was exactly what she wanted to be back in her manly form. If that rate of growth continued, Becca was sure that she would reach 100k followers and be back in her rightful body within a few months max! However, she couldn’t deny that, despite her annoyance, Austin’s influence was a big factor in her meteoric rise. She was appreciative, but she knew that Austin enjoyed the concept of being the knight in shining armor to help Becca grow in popularity. Plus, Austin was constantly talking about how “rock hard” those pictures made him, so Becca was sure that he was just sharing his girlfriend’s profile for bragging rights. Little did the sea of followers know that the imposter Austin was once the one residing in that feminine body...

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For Austin, there was newfound joy to working out in comparison to how he used to feel about it. In his former body, he only did it to grow closer to his partner since he loved it so much. However, now in this buff body, Austin could understand the appeal. It was an incredible turn-on to watch him push his body to the extreme, showcasing strength and skill that far surpassed his former body. It also didn’t help that his sea of followers ate up any content that he gave them, which only built his ego up more. It would take less than 5 minutes before his posts had reached thousands of likes and several comments from both men and women thirsting for him. He understood the appeal of a body like this and he reveled in it. Videos of him working out and pushing his body to the max were incredibly popular for his social media accounts, leading to several guys wishing to learn his secrets and get his help to get a body like that. If that trend continued, it seemed entirely possible that Austin could finally start that training program that “he” had so often dreamt of creating. 

While he got tons of love from online, he also got a fair share of wandering eyes and lustful stares in real life. Every time he came to the gym and worked out, he would catch several women checking him out and staring at the muscular hunk as he passed through each machine. Knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, Austin began to play towards those women with the grunts and stares that he gave them as he worked out. He knew that Becca saw him, but he didn’t care and it seemed like she didn’t either based on her constantly photographing herself. He was the king of the gym and every man, woman, and child deserved to know that. The gym was unleashing a cockiness that he had never believed was possible, but he still welcomed it. 

Of course, while he loved playing towards the several women looking at him, his eyes only wandered and explored the vision of his girlfriend’s body. Staring off as he continued to workout, he watched as Becca did sets of lunges, interspersed with her setting an automatic timer to take photos of her workouts. It’s no surprise that the sight quickly left Austin’s dick throbbing, but it also set off a little bit of sadness for Austin. He saw how much Becca showed off her body for her followers, but he wished that she would truly have the same sort of body empowerment that she exudes on camera in real life. He just really wished that she would just try to make the best of the situation. He understood that she wished to have her body back, but the body she currently had was quite a good alternative to have. Sure, adapting to the new gender is quite a mindfuck, but after a few days, Austin was able to adapt with ease. If Becca could just learn to let loose a little and stop being so uptight, Austin was sure that life wouldn’t be as miserable as she felt it was.

After finishing up their gym session and heading home, Austin picked up his mail and quickly flipped through the sea of letters he got. However, as he grabbed onto one envelope, his mouth formed a grin as he opened up a letter and read the contents. After they first swapped bodies, Austin figured that the best bet to help them both build connections in their new bodies and also have a vacation was to sign up for a fitness retreat. Sure, it was quite expensive, but Austin was willing to take the financial hit in hopes that it could help Becca let loose and have some fun for once. 

Opening up the letter, two guest pass badges fell out of the envelope and into his callused hands as he headed off to inform Becca about the trip. After informing her about the surprise trip, Austin was surprised to find his girlfriend furious and angrily screaming about the monetary cost and how dumb it was to waste money on that. Even as Austin tried to tell her that he assumed it would help her relax and feel better about her new body, Becca was still angry at the concept. This argument lasted throughout the night as they bickered back and forth for hours. However, to Austin’s surprise, just as they were about to pass out and fall asleep, he heard Becca whisper “Fine, I’ll go” before falling into a snoring fit. Smiling with glee, he fell asleep and prepared to head out the next morning.

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As Becca woke up and began to look around the room, the man-turned-woman was shocked to find that her bags were already packed by Austin, who was already loading up the car and preparing to head out. Despite it being 7 AM, the hunk had already found a way to get showered and pack everything while Becca was sleeping. With nothing else to do except get ready, Becca quickly showered and prepared for the trip. After putting on the pair of clothes that Austin set out for her, they hopped in the car and headed off towards the sand and the sea.

Upon their arrival at the hotel, Austin was eager to begin the relaxing weekend to try and help his girlfriend grow more comfortable. As they passed through the entrance and saw the hotel’s pool though, Austin’s mind went to a standstill as he began to think about his followers and their desire to know what he’s up to. Looking towards Becca, Austin asked for the couple to take a photo together to share their arrival at the retreat. Still uncomfortable to be in a photo with her former body, Becca refused the offer and opted to take the photo instead. Looking for a prop, Austin quickly peeled off his shirt and grabbed onto a life preserver and posed for the camera. Despite the hilarious aspect of him holding a life preserver with no experience at lifeguarding, Becca couldn’t help but feel an intense pang of desire flood her body as she took several photos. The look on Austin’s face displayed an intense and intimidating visage that made Becca shiver in lust. Not wanting to give in to these desires though, Becca quickly handed the phone back and began to make her way towards their room. 

Once they were in the room, Austin and Becca began to discuss what to do first on their weekend getaway. Upon suggesting going to the beach, Austin remembered Becca’s dilemma with her new body. Knowing that she would probably be uncomfortable with wearing a bathing suit in public at a popular beach first, Austin offered up a trial run to the hotel’s hot tub to try and help her grow comfortable. As Becca pulled out the brown bikini, she rolled her eyes and agreed to Austin’s suggestion. Heading into the bathroom, she tried to mentally prepare herself to be exposed in such little clothing. Quickly undressing, she pulled on the bikini, which surprisingly fit her body like a glove. However, this surprise only increased her anxiety to be in such revealing clothing.

Heading back into the bedroom, she glanced as Austin was in the process of putting on his swimsuit, his pert and defined ass bulging out as he pulled the fabric up and over his posterior. Turning around and catching a sight at Becca, Austin smiled and complimented her on her gorgeous form. “Wow, that looks amazing Becca! I knew that would look great on you!” he said, which caused Becca to blush at the glowing compliment from her boyfriend.

As they took the elevator down and walked to the outdoor hot tub, Becca was surprised to find those anxious nerves that usually consumed her psyche fading away. Walking out of the hotel and into the summer heat with Austin holding her hand, Becca felt surprisingly calm. Despite the revealing nature of the bikini causing the stares of several men in the hotel lobby, Becca felt that weird sense of pride re-emerge. Based on the looks of the men she saw, it was clear that she had a great body. Why should she constantly deny what Austin constantly compliments her about when the sights from those men only provide more evidence of him being correct. She had a rocking body and she was able to get the attention of anyone she desired. It was just like how she was used to getting that attention from the bulky physique from her former body. Those built muscles caused everyone to stare, much like the stares she receives now. The only difference is that the attention shifted from defined edges and angular shapes to the soft curves she now possessed. For the first time, as she walked down the stairs and into the hot tub, a smile began to emerge onto her face.

Looking at his girlfriend, a smile soon began to emerge on Austin’s face as well as he finally saw Becca begin to feel better. It was a long time coming, but it seemed like this vacation was just what she needed! He watched as her eyes looked around the pool, staring at the various men giving sensual glares at her. Much to his surprise, he watched as she leaned back and got her hair wet, her chest bulging out as if to tease the men (even if unintentionally). 

Not wanting to be outdone, Austin soon began to flex and show off his body, watching as the sea of people on the patio and hot tub were splitting their attention between the curvy Becca and the hunky Austin. It was incredibly hot to watch them both embrace their new bodies, Becca’s hands running down her sides for the first time while Austin kept flexing and sent several women and even some guys into a lustful state.

After both individuals enjoyed feeling the bubbling jets of the hot tub and showing off their bodies, they both soon called it quits and exited the hot tub as they began to make a beeline right to the beach. The fitness retreat was already underway and both Becca and Austin had now found excitement for what the retreat could offer them. However, both of their interests differed so just like their gym ritual, they quickly split off to do their own thing. While Becca was just wanting to explore the beach and maybe take some photos for her IG, Austin was looking to connect with some bigger fitness personalities to try and find a way to build his brand and turn it into a full career.

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As Becca sat down onto the hot sand and felt it coat her supple ass, Becca stared out at the waves crashing onto the shore and the tons of fit individuals playing volleyball and jogging on the beach. Feeling the coastal winds blowing her hair around, a sense of peace and tranquility began to overtake Becca’s mind. The sounds of the sea were soothing and only pushed her further towards accepting life and not stressing over everything. She was going to get her body back eventually, but given that it was going to take months, she thought she might as well try to enjoy those months before she goes back to being the chiseled hunk of man she once was. Maybe she should give in and embrace the new levels of romance that were emerging in this relationship... Becca smiled as she thought about Austin’s thoughtful gift of this surprise trip. She knew that this was beneficial for both of them, but this was exactly what the real Becca had been complaining about before the swap. The real Austin was never able to find a balance between fitness and the relationship, but the new Austin was seemingly doing it with ease. “Maybe this wasn’t as bad as I thought...” Becca thought as she laid down, closed her eyes and began to soak up all of the sun’s rays. 

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Meanwhile, Austin walked around the crowded beach, he caught sight of several huge influencers that the real Austin used to spend so much time talking about. He wished to have the same sort of career trajectory as these guys, so Austin assumed it was a good idea to try and introduce himself. To his surprise, the guys were incredibly calm and nice, complimenting him on his godly physique. Austin of course returned the compliments, specifying a part of their body that Austin wished he could have like their wide biceps or hefty pectorals. Both guys seemed to have taken a liking to Austin’s attitude, so one of the guys had them take a photo together to hopefully send some of his followers Austin’s way. It was incredibly sweet that he kept thanking him for the support. Walking around the beach together, the men continued to talk about their career goals and talked about the possibility of making all of their goals come true while working together…

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“Hey girl, what are you doing here all alone?” Becca heard, her eyes opening and staring up at a hulking man. She sat up, startled by the sight of the burly man. “Uh, I’m not here alone. My boyfriend is over there…” Becca said, her voice trembling as she spoke. Quickly standing up, she caught sight of the man, who easily towered over her. As she looked up at the man, it only emphasized their size difference and how much smaller Becca now was in this body. “He’s not here though… is he?” the man said, his voice slurring as Becca could smell the taste of alcohol on his breath. Looking Becca up and down, the intoxicated man clearly liked what he saw as one side of his mouth curled into a devilish grin that sent shivers down Becca’s spine.

Before Becca could say anything, the man stumbled as he came up and wrapped his arms around her. She attempted to struggle, but due to the lost strength she once had, she was unable to break free from the man’s grip despite his drunken state. As his hands moved further down and grabbed onto her ass, Becca cried out in annoyance. “Get off of me asshole!” she said, which only caused the man to talk under his breath and continue squeezing her ass. Eager to get him off, she remembered a man’s greatest weakness and tilted her knee back. With as much force as she could muster, she brought her knee forward, hitting the man right in the crotch and sending him crying out onto the ground.  

“Fuck you asshole!” Becca cried out, looking up and watching as Austin sprinted towards her. With incredible haste, Austin came up to Becca in seconds, rapidly asking “Are you ok babe?”. As Becca nodded her head yes, Austin quickly directed his attention to the man still laying on the ground. Grabbing him by his collar and pulling him up to his feet, Austin wasted no time yelling directly into the man’s face. “What the FUCK is your problem asshole? Why are your hands all over my girlfriend? I oughta beat your ass for treating a woman like that…” he cried out, leaving the man blubbering like a baby as he now lost all power as the broad biceps of Austin only further intimidated the man about the asskicking he could get. 

Pulling back his fist, Austin began punching the man, displaying his strength for a good cause as he taught a creepy drunk asshole a lesson. He knew that men could be assholes towards women based on his previous experiences as Becca, but now that he was Austin, he was adamant about trying to protect Becca from experiencing the same thing she once did. Sure, this was more extreme, but this behavior deserved punishment and with a body like this, Austin could actually do something about it. After a few more punches, Austin dropped the man onto the sand, where he continued to whine and apologize for his behavior. “Don’t you ever touch a woman like that again you fucker…” Austin said as he glared down at the man to continue intimidating him. “Now get out of here before I fully fuck you up for touching my girlfriend like that” Austin continued, which sent the man sprinting out of the beach, his body continued to tumble over as he scolded himself for being so wasted. With one hand on his bleeding and contorted nose, he eventually disappeared in the crowd and away from the shaken Becca.

As Becca stepped back and stared at the events unfolding, she felt so disgusted about what had just happened to her. It felt demeaning to be treated like an item by a man like that, so it felt good to finally give some comeuppance with that swift knee to the dick. Despite her disgust and now feeling incredibly self-conscious, she felt even better as she watched Austin come up and teach that man a lesson. Although this wasn’t intentional, there was an intense attraction that was emerging from Becca as she watched Austin display his strength and protect her like that. It was incredibly hot to witness, so it was no surprise that the gates of Becca’s mental barriers began to finally crumble like a wave crashing into a sandcastle. No longer wanting to resist her desire, she gave into the lust she felt for Austin and the pure love she had for him.

With the rush of all of these hormones and intense desire, her mind grew frazzled and she sought some form of solitude to cope with these new feelings. As a result, she quickly sprinted off towards the hotel and rushed into the first available bathroom. Locking the door behind her, she looked in the mirror and felt overwhelmed by all of the emotions she felt. She felt gross by that man’s behavior, but she felt intense appreciation to actually have someone stand up for her given that the other beach goers did nothing about it. Turning on the sink, she splashed water on her face and attempted to collect herself until a knock on the door alerted her. “Hey babe, it’s me” the voice of her boyfriend said, which caused her to slowly move towards the door and lean against it. “Hey, I just need a second ok…” Becca said, her voice trying to remain clear and concise despite still feeling shaky for a variety of reasons. Austin responded with a “Can I please come in?”, which Becca begrudgingly agreed to. 

As she opened the door and Austin rushed in, she stared at him as he began to apologize for that man’s behavior and ask if she was ok. Before she could respond, Austin quickly walked up and pulled her into a tight hug while he put a hand on her back, rubbing it while telling her that it would be ok. “Thank you for protecting me, I don’t know why no one else came to help…” Becca said, her voice having a twinge of anger at how ignorant everyone else on the beach was. 

“Of course I would protect you… I love you so much” Austin said, his voice soothing her and causing her to look up at him flashing a smile at her. Unable to resist her feelings any longer, she reached up and pulled him in for a kiss. As she pulled back and looked up flashing a smile at him, Austin put his hand around her head as he leaned down and returned the kiss passionately. Within no time, their kissing began to speed up, growing more and more frantic as tongue began to make an increased appearance. 

Wrapping his arms around Becca’s waist, Austin pulled her up and set her on the marble countertop and continued to make out with her. With each kiss and display of strength, Becca was fully invested in her lust as she moaned Austin’s name between kisses and gasped as he felt every inch of his body with his soft and delicate touch. While Austin had such a bulky and broad physique, his previous experience as Becca allowed him to know just how to treat a woman’s body, which was much appreciated, especially after Becca’s situation on the beach. 

With a raging boner in Austin’s pants and an intense need manifesting inside of Becca, the couple quickly went up to their bedroom and had a long session of passionate sex filled with pleasurable moans and sensual touching…

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As the couple quickly began to get dressed again, they both had felt a surprisingly sense of euphoria permeate through their bodies. Despite her apprehension, Becca was incredibly happy with her first sexual experience as a woman. The new Austin was a sensual lover who knew just how to treat her body, so it was most definitely the best possible experience she could have. This notion worked inversely as well, as Becca knew all of the best ways to pleasure a man, especially one in her former body. 

After taking a break to get food and relax some more, the couple soon made a plan to head to the beach once more. Despite Becca’s initial worry, Austin vowed to be by her side every step of the way this time, which helped ease her mind. As they walked down the stairs and out onto the beachfront, Becca looked at a storage container placed on the beach. Seeing a sea of workout equipment on it, Becca got an idea. “How about we take a photo together?” she said, which Austin quickly agreed to. Handing their phones off to another fitness influencer nearby, the buff woman began to take some photos of the couple, who now both seemed the most content that they had ever been. Once they got their phones back, Austin pondered what to do next. “Should we post these to Instagram?” he asked, which caused Becca to not hesitate with her answer. “You can put it on Instagram, that’s fine with me. I just wanted to have this for my own enjoyment” she said, flashing a smile at her boyfriend. 

As Austin posted the photo and tagged Becca in it, they both began to chuckle as their phones both began to go off with a sea of likes and follows flooding in. However, at this current moment, neither of them cared about that. Putting their phones away, the couple began to walk hand and hand down the beach. Despite any hardships they faced, the couple couldn’t deny how happy they felt now that they had truly learned to understand each other.

EPILOGUE:

It had been 3 months since Becca and Austin’s vacation at the fitness retreat, and during that time, a lot had changed for the couple. In regards to the original bet for Becca to regain her male body, the ever-popular Instagram vixen had already passed the initial goal of 100k followers. Despite reaching the requirement, Becca had never wanted to swap back despite Austin often reminding her of reaching the agreed-upon goal. 

In the months since the fitness retreat, Becca had grown more and more comfortable with her body to the point where it was no longer an act when she took photos for her social media. In fact, the level of body-positivity that she displayed was incredibly appealing to several brands who were wanting to support people like her and also take advantage of her growing fanbase. Her content had also grown beyond simple photos of her breasts, curves, and ass, with her now mixing in educational content involving self-defense moves and tips to help spread the word about preventing situations like what happened to her on that sandy beach. She loved the curves she now had and the looks that she got around the gym. Hell, she had even made friends with several of the girls that used to thirst over her former male body and now they hung out often both in and out of the gym. Life was good and the sex was incredible for Becca, which only made her scold herself for holding out so long from the irresistible pleasure she now felt from Austin’s touch and his impressive dick.

Speaking of Austin, life had been incredibly great for the hunk in the months after. After the retreat, Austin kept in constant contact with the two men that he had befriended. In fact, those guys actually followed through with their plan to create a company together and actually invited Austin to join them. So, within those three months, Austin was now a an equal partner in a fitness business that was rapidly growing. Currently, the business involved creating online programs that clients could pick and choose from for their ideal gym transformation, but their endgame was to eventually create their own gym franchises. Although most would assume this to be a pie in the sky idea, with each passing week only adding to their online following and clientele, it seemed incredibly likely that a very lucrative career was building for Austin.

In terms of the relationship, the couple had never been in a better place. Nights of being separated were now spent together, with each partner taking turns cooking dinner and picking a movie to watch. Thanks to the swap, their relationship was completely repaired, with both Becca and Austin now finding a perfect balance between a career and the relationship. In fact, there were even online rumors swirling in the fitness community about Austin preparing to pop the question to his girlfriend. Sure, Becca had seen the comments, but she quickly dismissed them. It wasn’t a good idea to get too invested in the power of social media, even if it was most likely true. Regardless, Becca now preferred a surprise, especially since that surprise magical swap had changed both of their lives for the better…

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An Unexpected Kink

With a long day of press interviews planned as the football season began to kick off, it was safe to say that Buffalo Bills linebacker Matt Milano had a busy day ahead of him. However, before the insane press junket began, Matt knew that he had another video chat that he urgently needed to get done first. After sending a Zoom link to a seemingly random college email address, Matt eagerly waited for the arrival of the other party. 

As he took a look at himself in the camera of the laptop, Matt began to adjust himself so he was perfectly positioned in frame. Fixing his hat, he couldn’t help but stare at his bulky muscles. It was insane to have such an incredible physique, but he supposed it was an essential feature of his body if he wanted to perform his job well. Using a free hand, he smirked as he gripped onto his upper arms and squeezed to feel the intense power packed into those impressive biceps of his.

Hearing the ding of a guest joining the room, Matt blushed as he quickly realized that he had been caught admiring himself. As the camera for the other guest turned on and revealed a girl with frizzy purple-dyed hair, the two parties immediately began to chuckle at the implausibility of the situation. 

“Holy shit Andrew! I can’t believe it’s you in there!” the girl cried out, which caused the man to chuckle in agreement. 

“I know Laura, I can hardly believe it myself. I’m in the body of Matt Milano!” the man responded, a wide grin emerging onto his face as he once again realized the truth in the words he just said. Wow, I really am in another man’s body… As the two individuals began to continue talking, the college-aged girl eagerly asked the new jock to explain everything and how it happened to him. 

“Well, this writer on Tumblr announced this contest. He does body swap stories and shit, so I figured the prize would just be like a personalized story or something. Anyways, I won the contest and he immediately sent me a message to ask what I wanted. With little time to ponder the question, I quickly said that I’d love to be a hunky football player. Of course, when he asked for examples of players, I instantly gave him Matt’s name…” the jock said, which brought a look of shock and awe onto the face of his apparent best friend.

“So after that, he said that my wish would be granted soon and that I would immediately know when it had happened. I just assumed he would send it to the email address I provided, but instead, I blinked and suddenly found myself in the Bills locker room!” Matt continued, his voice getting higher as excitement began to fill his body. It was such a relief to talk to his best friend about it, but it was such a shame that she was still all the way in Nebraska while he was now in New York.  

“Of course, I freaked out and asked where I was, which caused a lot of the men to joke around and taunt me. Desperate for my own answers, I rushed into the bathroom and suddenly found myself staring back at the reflection of Matt Milano. So yeah, Soul-Controller actually made my dreams come true!” he exclaimed, which left the girl in absolute disbelief. 

Immediately, the girl inquired about this Soul-Controller user and how it was possible for such things to occur in the world. “Body swapping is just a thing in the movies, how could it be possible?” she asked, which elicited a head nod and chuckle from the man. As he leaned in closer to the camera, he began to offer up the only possible answer he could muster up.

“Of course, I freaked the hell out. I didn’t know where I was and there were all of these buff jocks laughing at me for acting like a crazy person. Long story short, I found the bathroom and bam, there’s Matt’s face in the mirror. That Soul-Controller guy - the writer I was telling you about - actually did it! Talk about a dream come true!” he said, taking a pause to think about his old life. It was crazy for the man to realize that just a few days ago he was a frail 22-year-old nerd with not a single athletic bone in his body. “But given that I’m in the body of my favorite football player, it seems like there was truth surrounding his hype. I don’t really care how he did it honestly, I’m just happy it was actually possible! I mean, could you blame me for wanting this gorgeous face and body?” he said, smiling into the camera as he caught his attractive visage. However, this smile soon shifted into a smirk as he looked at his friend’s camera and caught her also staring at him with a lustful look.

The girl soon caught onto her best friend’s awareness of her newfound attraction, quickly changing the subject to try and remember the former nerd that he once was. “Hey, have you reached out to the real Matt? I don’t think he’s adapting to his new life too well…” she cautiously said, which only caused him to give a slight shrug of his shoulders.

“Nah, I haven’t really checked in to see how Matt’s doing in my body. In all honesty, I don’t really care to find out. I’m Matt now while he’s stuck as some dweeb living at home with his parents!” he matter-of-factly said with not a care in the world. Appalled by this response, the girl couldn’t believe that her sweet and caring best friend had already been so corrupted by this new life.

Desperate to try and pull Andrew’s real personality back, the girl continued to discuss the subject of the body-swapped Matt. She desperately began to inform her friend about just how poorly the former NFL player was handling the swap. “Drew, I don’t think you understand, he’s freaking the fuck out and just blatantly talking about how he’s really Matt Milano! It’s so bad that your parents are even talking about sending him to some psychiatric facility to “get help”. We both know that he’s telling the truth, so why are you being so lax about this?” she cried out, her voice soon soaked with emotion as she attempted to get a response from her best friend. But instead, the man just sat there in silence and looked off into space. Despite the stoic expression on his face, the new Matt found the whole situation rather amusing. 

Given the fact that he wasn’t willing to hear about the other man’s struggles or sympathize, “Matt” interrupted his friend and immediately began to launch into the reasons why he’s had a hard time struggling as well. “You know, it hasn’t been super easy to adapt to this new body and life either you know! It’s been so strange waking up with such a bigger body, so much so that I feel enormous even though I know I’m just a buff dude now” he loudly said, watching as the girl’s eyes narrowed in confusion at the correlation of such a small struggle against such an insane downgrade of a swap like the real Matt had to deal with.

“It hasn’t been easy on the team either Laura. Like sure, this body has muscle memory that helps me succeed on the field, but that all goes out of the window once I’m in the locker room. It’s awful having to be so sociable and pretend to be Matt while talking to these people I’ve never met before. It’s not like I gained his memories or anything, I’ve had to study the playbook for the team nonstop!” he cried out, desperate to get his friend to get back onto his side of the situation. 

But unfortunately for Drew, his new inflated ego wasted no time ruining any sort of good graces he had begun to rebuild with Laura. Immediately, he began to go into detail about some of the positives of the swap. This mainly had to do with his sex life, which was clearly a hot topic given his former status as a total virgin. “But this body definitely has some perks bro. Like, it’s rare to NOT get lucky each night. I've got every possible hunk and babe throwing themselves all over for a chance to admire this bod. I don’t blame them though, how could they resist a stud like me?” he said, a cocky smirk forming onto his face as he continues to go into detail about his sexual exploits. 

By the time Drew finished detailing his dominant nature in the bedroom, Laura was clearly done with her former friend’s antics. This anger ultimately culminated in her suddenly stating that she needed to go. It was such a shame that her friend’s personality had already been transformed so quickly to be an egotistical prick, but it seemed like there was nothing she could do to pull him back. Resigning herself to this fact, the girl immediately decided to shift her focus by trying to assist the new Andrew with the ripple effects of the swap. She knew it would be a struggle for the former jock, so she truly hoped that she could help him adapt to his new life and prevent him from being institutionalized.

While Laura was formulating her plan, the new Matt was completely oblivious. Not only did he not take the hint and realize how angry she was, but he actually found himself eager to leave the conversation as well. The woman wasn’t a great conversationalist, so he wasn’t wanting to waste his time talking to her given the large amount of press he still had to do! As such, he just played off the woman’s statements and turned it into how her decision was actually a good thing for him anyway.

“Oh awesome, that works perfectly! I have an interview in 30 minutes anyway and I still need to read over my notes one last time before I do it. I guess I’ll see you soon Laura. I’m going to be quite busy for the next couple months, but I’m sure I’ll find some time to talk to average friends like you!” he merrily said, clearly too dense in the noggin to realize how offensive and rude his statement was. In response, the woman simply rolled her eyes and stated that she would just reach out whenever SHE was free and hung up. 

Why do I not remember her being such a bitch, Matt thought to himself as he began to prepare himself for the rest of his day. While he tried his best to play off his new identity as an NFL player, there were actually some troubles he had faced along the way. The main problem was having to shift back into “Matt Mode” whenever he was around his teammates and journalists. Given the man’s former identity being that of an antisocial nerd, it was quite the struggle to suddenly be so popular and in such demand. 

After taking a moment to compose himself and be reminded of Matt’s stats and the big names on his team through a stack of notecards, the new Matt returned back to Zoom and began to mentally prepare for the upcoming day. First up on the docket was an interview with some sort of dumb magazine that he couldn’t be bothered to remember the title of. His team had told him this interview was a big deal, but he truly couldn’t understand why a magazine interview held more importance than a full segment on ESPN. Trying to just forget about it and move on, Matt joined the Zoom room and adjusted himself in the camera as he waited for the interviewer’s arrival. As he fixed his hat once again, Matt couldn’t help but notice the bulging veins of his forearms. It was incredible to have such strength be so easily displayed from such a simple action, so awe-inspiring that Matt could feel himself instantly firming up at the sight of his new body.

As the interviewer finally joined the Zoom room, the nerdy looking man wasted no time introducing himself. “Hello there Mr. Milano, I’m Jeremy from Leather-Bound Magazine and I’m so happy to be interviewing you today!” he said, his thin lips cracking into a weak smile. While the magazine seemed to be something about kinky sex, Matt found it quite humorous to have such a non-desirable man be the guy to run the interview. While the frail man seemed to be in his mid-20s or so, his hairline had already travelled quite a bit up his scalp and his thick pair of rimmed glasses did little to help showcase that youthful age. 

“Hey there Jeremy, I’m happy to be here!” Matt eagerly said, trying his best to figure out why his publicist had scheduled an interview with some sort of BDSM magazine. He guessed he could understand trying to appeal to every possible demographic, but he didn’t really know how kink enthusiasts would want to go to see a game after an interview with Matt Milano. While he hadn’t been able to fully explore the jock’s closet after the swap, the new jock couldn’t recollect any sort of signs that indicated his interest in BDSM and kinky sex, so that only added to his inner confusion.

However, while the two men continued to exchange pleasantries as the interview finally got underway, Matt was just willing to play nice to get the interview over with so he can go back to enjoying his day. For the most part, it had consisted of him getting off multiple times while admiring his body, but he was also wanting to hit up the gym to exhibit his new strength and power. It never got old to him to watch those muscles flex and easily carry weight that Andrew’s former body could only dream of!

For the most part, he had been able to field the man’s general questions about Matt’s backstory and career in the NFL (sans being slightly off on some of his statistics). But as the interview finally shifted to the topic at hand, Matt grew immediately confused. “So Matt, how long have you had an interest in being submissive?” the interviewer asked, his face shifting back to that off-putting smile. 

“Uh, I don’t understand the question. I’m an NFL player, I’m one of the most dominant guys out on the field as a Bills linebacker!” he responded, his voice raising as he couldn’t understand why the man was asking these questions. 

“Sure Matt, on the field you’re dominant, but you absolutely love to be submissive in bed right?” the nerdy man continued, adding onto it by stating “Isn’t it true that you actually have a master you live to serve when not at practice or on the field?” 

The hell was this? Matt thought to himself as his mind was racing with questions. “Where did you hear all of that?” he said with a gasp. Given his previous status of a virgin, the sex he had in Matt’s body was rather vanilla still. There had been no urges to be a submissive man, the closest possible thing was when he enjoyed the concept of his sex partners (both women and men) knowing what they were doing in the bedroom since he was a total novice! So the thought of such kinky sex was both alarming and nerve-wracking for the man to even consider.

Seeing Matt’s confusion, the interviewer titled his head as he attempted to figure out what was going on. “Matt, I know that because I’m your master… You’ve been my submissive bottom for over a year and a half now,” Jeremy eagerly said, that sly smile now having a reason for making Matt so uncomfortable. There was no way that Matt would be submissive for this twig of a man!

“No, there’s no fucking way that you’re my master. There’s absolutely nothing kinky about my sex life!” he cried out, which elicited an eye roll from the journalist as he rustled around inside his duffel bag. “Dude, what are you doing with that pocket watch? Put that away and answer me!” Matt growled, annoyed as the man opened the watch and began to swing it up close in the frame of the camera.

“Clearly, you forgot your conditioning, so let me just start this over I guess,” Jeremy angrily stated as he continued to swing it. He chuckled as he watched Matt’s eyes begin to rapidly dart along with the movement of the watch. “Yes, that’s it. Give in to my power and let me remind you of who you once were!” Jeremy said as he continued to remind Matt of who he was.

“No, please sto-” Matt said, his words turning into a low grumble as he felt his mind going incredibly blank as he continued to stare at the spinning watch. Despite his best efforts, he found himself unable to move his head away from the object.

“It’s ok Matt, I’m here to help you. Just relax and empty your mind, you can trust me!” Jeremy responded, smirking as the hunk slowly began to follow his orders.

“I’m… not… Matt.” the hunk muttered under his breath as Jeremy finally got the man to fall unconscious with his eyes open. As his head dropped down slightly, the interviewer and part-time hypnotist knew that he finally had gotten Matt to fall under. He didn’t understand why the man couldn’t remember his conditioning despite giving his trigger word to fall back under his hypnosis spell, but the induction had happened relatively easily so he wasn’t too upset about the slight delay. Hell, he loved this part the most anyway, so he was totally content with reprogramming the now-drooling Matt again...

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For the next twenty minutes, the interviewer and apparent master of Matt Milano reprogrammed the football star to become everything he desired. Given that the jock had seemingly forgotten the already intense orders from Jeremy, the hypnotist amped up both the punishments for disobeying Jeremy’s orders and also increased Matt’s rewards for following his master’s rules. With such a system in place, the interviewer hoped that the impact of the hypnosis would last much longer this second time around.

“Matt, can you hear me?” Jeremy asks, which elicited a groan-filled “yes” to escape from Matt’s mouth. “Good, so I just want to clarify some things with you. Firstly, I am your master. You must listen and obey anything I say, or you will face my consequences. Understood?” the man asked, which caused Matt to shake his head slightly in an attempt to break through the conditioning.

However, this didn’t last long as he eventually gave a simple “Yes” response. “Yes what?” Jeremy asked, eager to see just how quickly Matt will accept his new orders.

“Yes… Master,” Matt said, his voice now sounding incredibly robotic as his mind broke and thus made him incredibly willing to accept all of his master’s orders. 

After a few more minutes, Jeremy was able to successfully reintroduce the original mental commands for Matt along with bringing in some new kinks and interests. He was eager to get his hypnotized superstar back to full consciousness and see how his demeanor changes with the commands in effect. After telling the man that he will wake up and return to consciousness with the snap of his fingers, Jeremy slowly counted down from 10 to 1 before snapping and bringing the hunk back to full awareness.

While his body absentmindedly moved in his chair, the man quickly returned to the seemingly normal interview and chuckled as Jeremy silently stared into the camera. “Hehe, I’m so sorry bro, I totally spaced out there for a second! What were we talking about?” the jock said, his voice now oozing with stupidity. 

Hearing the man speak, Jeremy received the first indication that his hypnosis was finally working again. Given the man’s resistance to the hypnosis and slightly cocky behavior, Jeremy wanted to really lean into it. From the moment he came back into awareness, Matt was now the perfect stereotype of a dumb jock. His once-impressive vocabulary (which was solely due to Andrew being in Matt’s body) was hidden away in the deep recesses of the man’s brain, with Jeremy’s hypnosis now encouraging him to use simple words and start utilizing “bro-talk” with everyone he meets. Fuck, he’s becoming an absolute dream, Jeremy thought to himself as he began to remind Matt about the interview they were currently conducting.

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As Matt shook his head and attempted to try to regain his composure, he was relieved to hear the interviewer waste no time reminding him about his previous question. “It’s ok Matt!” he said, a wide smile beaming on his face. It left Matt’s dick quickly firming up as he looked up at his master, but his mind quickly reminded him that he had to keep it professional during work. Master said he would take care of me later if I did a good job… 

“So, we were just doing our cover spread interview for Leather Bound magazine. You had begun to mention something about being dominated, but you seemed to have lost your train of thought. Did you care to continue?” the man asked, which left Matt chuckling as he eagerly began to answer the question posed by the average man that Matt now found absolutely irresistible. 

Smiling and sitting up in his chair, Matt wasted no time beginning to talk about why he was the perfect candidate for this magazine. “Oh fuck yeah bro, I love getting dominated!” he said, looking into the camera to see his Master giving him his fully undivided attention. “I know most people would think that a hunk like me would think it’s embarrassing, but it’s such a fuckin’ turn on! There’s nothing hotter than that humiliation in the bedroom when smaller men tell me what to do…” Matt continued, his grin suddenly flipping down into a frown as he stopped his statement. With haste, he moved one of his hands down to fix the rock hard cock struggling against his underwear. He absolutely hated having such a thick and long cock, especially when he was an absolute bottom!

Upon letting the jock finish his sentence, Jeremy began to inquire further about Matt and his sexuality. “Wait a second here Matt, are you officially coming out for our interview? On my sheet here, it said that you were straight and not the most adventurous love-maker,” Jeremy said, faking shock as he was absolutely buzzing on the inside to watch Matt just so willingly abandon his heterosexuality and become his dream bottom.

“Uh, I guess I am dude!” Matt said, a dumb hearty chuckle escaping from his lips as he came to terms with the fact that he had actually said it out loud. He knew that his Master had encouraged him to be himself, but he couldn’t believe he had finally taken the leap! “But bro, why would I do this interview with you if I was only into vanilla sex. I love all kinds of kinky sex, especially when fucking with whips and chains. However, nothing turns me on more than leather, especially when my Master wears it…” Matt continued, his dumbed down chuckling continuing as he smiled widely before giving a wink to Jeremy. Sure, he knew that he would probably be punished later for revealing their secret connection, but Matt was feeling dangerous. What’s a little pleasure without a little pain as well? 

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For the next 30 minutes, the interview continued as Matt’s secret master asked him tons of intensive questions. Not rattled by any of the questions though, the new sexually-liberated Matt Milano eagerly answered every possible question about his kinks, favorite types of sex, and dream partners. Of course, Jeremy found it quite amusing when Matt had accurately described every possible attribute belonging to the interviewer when discussing his dream partner. It was hot to have such a flawless hunk of a man under his control. His mind was truly putty in Jeremy’s hands and he was incredibly eager to mold Matt into the absolute perfect man for him. Sure, he had the muscles and model-like face, but Jeremy needed a man to absolutely be subservient in every possible way. Luckily, the interviewer had learned a great deal about hypnosis to help create this dream man that seemed impossible to find.

Checking his watch, Jeremy soon found himself eager to end the interview with Matt and continue on with his day. While Matt was his own personal pet project, the man was still eager to have several other players eager to serve him in any way. As a result, he was also able to hypnotist the agents of Aaron Donald, Justin Pugh, and Jimmy Garoppolo to get him meetings with the hunky players. The thought of all three of those hunks admiring his body and turning into horny gay men was too good to resist!

Stopping Matt as he continued to speak, Jeremy informed him that their time had run out and he had to run off for other interviews. "Well, thank you so much Matt for speaking with Leather Bound magazine. It's going to be so great to have such a prominent NFL player do an interview about domination and all of your kinks. You're truly going to help break the stigma of BDSM, so Leather Bound is eternally grateful for your time and services!” Jeremy said, which caused Matt to smile and begin to say his own goodbyes.

“It’s no problem at all bro. I appreciate the opportunity to tell my story without judgment!” the hunk said, a look of true appreciation spreading onto his face as he gave his departing message. After the interviewer told him to have a great day, Matt was eager to toy with his Master. “Have a great day and I’ll see you later tonight… Sir!” he said, giving a giddy laugh before ending the call.

As he closed the lid of his laptop, Matt was shocked to find himself still rock hard. Incredibly eager to take care of the throbbing dick that had been constantly leaking pre-cum down his meaty thighs, his hands quickly began to move down to his waist. But before he could go beneath the waistband of his underwear and grasp onto his cock, his mind quickly told him to stop and reminded him of his orders. Fuck, Master said that I could only get off in his presence...

Leaning back in his chair, Matt could only sit there and wait in annoyance until his Master finally arrived at his place and allowed him to get himself off. After talking for so long about being dominated, Matt couldn’t help but wish that his Master would go all-out once he arrived. He was going to be edging for hours it seemed, so sitting back and closing his eyes, Matt began to imagine his dominant partner donning some leather and humiliating him for being the horniest bottom in existence. Little did Matt know that not only was he hypnotized into behaving like this, but he had really once been a nerdy looking guy just like Jeremy. Maybe the real Matt was the real winner in this situation after all, especially since he was now freed from Jeremy’s control. Sure, he was in the body of an incredibly average and nerdy man, but at least he was now a free-thinking one again...

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Very nice slave instalation. 

Alain utilise le Chronivac pour devenir noir

Alain est un homme de 40 ans qui utilise pour la première fois le logiciel de transformation Chronivac. Il est assis en caleçon sur son canapé, sa tablette entre les mains. Très excité à l'idée de pouvoir modifier son corps. "Il y a tant à changer" il se dit. Il commence par changer son âge pour le ramener à 20 ans. Soudain il voit le gras de son ventre disparaitre et ses cheveux repousser sur le dessus de son crâne. Son coeur bat à cent à l'heure car ce qu'il vient de se passer est à peine croyable. Ensuite il va dans le menu 'musculature générale' pour en augmenter la valeur. Des pectoraux et des abdos apparaissent. Alain passe sa main sur son ventre avec beaucoup de satisfaction. Il constate que ses bras ont aussi gonflés. Il est ravi et se dit qu'il ajoutera plus de muscles plus tard. Avant ça il y a autre chose qu'il veut essayer absolument ... être noir. Dans le menu 'ethnie' il choisit l'option 'métisse' et il valide. Sa peau s'assombrie rapidement de même que ses cheveux qui deviennent crépus et ainsi former une coupe afro. Il pose sa tablette et cours dans sa salle de bain pour se regarder dans le miroir. C'est le choc de voir la version jeune-noir de lui-même. Il est sexy ! Les muscles ressortent bien avec cette peau sombre. C'est son visage qui a le plus changé avec un nez et une bouche plus épais. Mais il se rend compte qu'il manque quelque chose. Sa bite, même devenue noire, pourrait encore être améliorée. Alain retourne dans son salon pour faire quelques petits changements avec le Chronivac. Il supprime les poils de son torse et il allonge sa bite de quelques centimètres. Cela fait grossir la bosse de son caleçon. Et pour finir il change la longueur de ses cheveux pour qu'ils soient coupés court. C'est bon. Alain retourne dans sa salle de bain. Il attrape au passage une casquette qu'il met à l'envers sur sa tête. Voilà ! C'est parfait. Il s'admire dans le miroir et baisse son caleçon pour découvrir sa bite allongée. Pendant qu'il joue avec il ne peut s'empêcher de passer sa langue sur ses lèvres. Il a envie de sortir draguer avec ce corps. Il pense même qu'il va utiliser la fonction d'altération de la réalité pour garder cette nouvelle identité pour toujours.

Enlarge your penis

Ce jeune homme a cliqué par curiosité sur une publicité "Enlarge your penis". A sa grande surprise il n'est pas tombé sur un site de vente de produits douteux mais sur une page qui lui propose d'agrandir sa bite par l'intermédiaire de l'ordinateur. De plus il y a une promotion aujourd'hui seulement : la procédure est gratuite contre un like sur la page Facebook du site. Amusé il clique sur "Commencer". Il y a deux cases à remplir : Longueur et largeur. Il saisit les caractéristiques de la bite qu'il aimerait avoir puis il clique sur "Terminer". Soudain sa webcam émet un flash. Il sursaute et voit le message "Modification effectuée" sur l'écran de son ordinateur. Intrigué, il recule sa chaise et regarde dans son pantalon. On ne sait jamais, le site pourrait dire vrai. Wow! Il trouve sa bite allongée et élargie. Pas de temps à perdre, une branlette s'impose.

Magie celte

Gaël promène son chien dans la forêt bretonne en ce matin de printemps. Sur le trajet il s'arrête devant un dolmen. Il voit un objet briller entre les brins d'herbe pendant que son chien lève la pâte sur le rocher. Il gratte un peu la terre et trouve un médaillon en or. Il est très usé mais Gaël reconnait des symboles celtes. A-t-il trouvé un objet ancien qu'il pourrait revendre pour se faire de l'argent ? Il se dit qu'il ira montrer ce médaillon à son ami Gregor. Bien que d'origine antillaise, il est très calé en ce qui concerne l'histoire de la bretagne. Soudain le médaillon se met à chauffer et à émettre de la lumière. La seconde d'après Gaël n'est plus en forêt mais dans une maison inconnue. Il a la tête qui tourne alors il s'appuie sur un mur pour éviter de tomber. A ce moment il voit de la peau foncée sur son bras. Il regarde ses mains en tremblant. Elles sont blanches dessous et noires dessus. Il fait quelques pas dans un couloir tout en posant la main sur son front. Il sent quelque-chose de différent sur son visage. Là-bas il y un miroir ! Gaël sursaute lorsqu'il voit le reflet de son ami Gregor. "Oh mon dieu !!" il dit en se voyant. Il ne comprend pas ce qu'il lui arrive alors il s'assoit pour faire le point. Il reconnait maintenant l'appartement de Gregor. Pourquoi s'est-il retrouvé là et pourquoi a-t-il l'apparence de son ami ? Alors qu'il a la tête pleine de questions il sent qu'il est en train d'avoir une érection. Une belle bosse apparait le long de sa jambe. Il se rend compte qu'il ne porte pas de caleçon sous ce pantalon. C'est en effet une habitude de son ami Gregor. Curieux, Gaël déboutonne 'son' jean. C'est quand il trouve une grosse bite noire qu'il comprend qu'il est dans la merde et qu'il est vraiment dans le corps de Gregor ! Il sert le membre dans sa main. "Ouah, il en a une grosse !" Et il commence à l'astiquer doucement. La sensation est différente. Il aime beaucoup la toucher et il n'a pas envie de la lâcher toute de suite. A quatre kilomètres de là, Gregor est dans le corps de Gaël. Il panique peu. Sa peau est blanche et il est en pleine forêt ! N'ayant pas de miroir, il comprend seulement qu'il est dans le corps d'une autre personne mais il ne peut pas voir son visage. Par contre il reconnait le lieu et décide de rentrer chez lui en courant. Il court sur le chemin de terre pour rejoindre la route. C'est à ce moment qu'il sent un téléphone dans sa poche arrière. Zut, il est verrouillé. Impossible de fouiller dans l'appareil. Heureusement il peut lancer l'appareil photo. Il passe en mode selfie et s'arrête net lorsqu'il voit le visage de son ami Gaël. C'est un homme grand et maigre, aux cheveux blond-roux. Il se touche le visage quelques secondes puis il reprend sa course pour arriver chez lui. Gaël entend la porte s'ouvrir. Il vient juste de terminer de se branler. Il se lève et range vite 'sa' bite dans son pantalon. Gregor et Gaël se retrouve nez à nez. Les deux restent sans voix quelques secondes. Puis Gaël réussi finalement à dire "Gregor tu es moi ?" Gregor hoche la tête pour confirmer. Gaël lui explique ce qu'il lui est arrivé près du dolmen. Gregor n'en revient pas, c'est dingue. Gaël lui demande s'il a le médaillon mais Gregor doit admettre qu'il ne l'avait pas en main quand il est arrivé dans le corps de son ami. Il a dû tomber par terre. Les deux hommes se précipitent pour aller retrouver l'objet magique. C'est sûrement grâce à ça qu'ils pourront inverser l'échange. Arrivé à la forêt, ils croisent un groupe de touristes étonnés de les voir cavaler ainsi. Puis ils arrivent enfin devant le dolmen. Gaël et Gregor ont cherché pendant une heure mais n'ont jamais retrouvé le médaillon. Ils ne le savent pas mais un touriste l'a ramassé quelques minutes avant qu'ils arrivent. Gaël et Gregor n'ont jamais pu retrouver leur corps. Pour ne pas passer pour des fous ils ont gardé leur échange secret et se sont fait passer pour l'autre. Les semaines passant sans solution, ils ont été obligés d'accepter leur nouvelle identité.