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5 years ago

Buddy Swap (Finale)

(Well it took longer then I wanted, but I finally finished this last part. I really enjoyed writing this series and I appreciated all the love it’s gotten. I guess apart of me didn’t want this to one to end. But, it will be good to finally get other stories out of my head. But before we get that far, I hope you enjoy the rest of this ride)

My mind was still racing, with thoughts of what happened at the mall. But, Alex's words cut through the confusion . "Are you okay ... since we left the mall you have been stuck in your head. Did something happen? Did you see anything?"

That last question struck me as odd. After all, I went into that shop following him, but he was nowhere to be found, once I entered. Did he even go in? ... or was it just a trick of the shop. "No ... I just have something on my mind." I finally let out, as my attention turned to the road. The signs on the freeway said we were now leaving town. "Where are we going?" I questioned.

"Oh ... don't worry. I planned a weekend getaway. I have a cabin in the woods where we can be alone and relax. I figured you could use a vacation, with everything that has happened ... Just finish your ... drink." He said nervously, as if trying to convince me of something. But, my mind couldn't connect the pieces. My brain was in a fog. And, I mindlessly took a sip of my drink and finished what remained. I look at him and he smiled. The fogginess of my mind started to spread. All my thoughts faded, as relaxation entered my body. But, deep down my consciousness screamed for help, as my vision faded to black.

I woke up to find myself tied to a bed, in a dimly lit room. I tried to look around only to see walls surround me. My big fat gut blocked the rest of my view. I was naked for all but my underwear, which I felt cling to my body in the cold room. I started to struggle, trying to feel away out of my situation. "That's not going to work," I heard Alex, as he entered the room, rolling in a tray.

On the tray was a stone, with symbols on it. "What the fuck are you doing!" I yelled at him. He just smiled, as he reached for a remote next to the stone. A screen, installed into the ceiling, turned on. It read: 291lbs."That's how much you weigh," Alex smirked. At first, I ignored him still looking for a way out. But, then I realized ... that number made no sense.

"Wait that's not right ... I've been losing weight. You've been buying me smaller sizes," I turned to him, looking for confirmation. He started laughing "I've been ripping out the tags and sewing in smaller sized ones. It's amazing what the mind can make itself believe. I’m just glad you never found out ... or we wouldn't be having this moment." With my eyes becoming watery, I screamed "Why are you doing this!"

"Because your perfect. From the day I met you ... you were perfect. But, you wanted to give it all that away. You are fat. You are meant to be fat. Heck ... even when you tried to lose weight you gained ten pounds ... Although, I guess my sabotage played a role. But, your not so innocent yourself..." he said as he walked closer to me. His hands started moving up my body, stopping at the top of my belly. I tried to push him off me, with no success. He started taking off his shirt, revealing he was wearing a compression shirt. His own belly pressed tight against it. He struggled to take it off. But, when he did he exposed his new body. He had a proper sized beer belly. His abs were no where to be seen. His pecs were softer, being covered in a thin layer of fat. But, his arms still remained strong and powerful.

"You did this to me! You made me get FAT! You couldn't just eat like the cute little pig you are. You infected me with your FAT!" He yelled, as he squeezed my fat body with his powerful hands. He picked up the stone and moved closer to me his stomach pushing into the side of mine. "But don't worry I got a plan to fix your mistakes ... and I'll make you into the hog you were meant to be." He patted my stomach, sending waves through my body.

In a desperate act, I let out "you're a hypocrite. Why don't you make yourself fat. Look how much you gained, in so little time. Your the fat ass." He looked at me with rage in his eye and started choking me. "Shut up! I'm not the one meant to get fat. I'm a fuckin’ God. I'm meant to have the body of a fuckin’ God! You are the pig! You are the disgusting piece of lard. You can't hide from your destiny. I won't let you. By the time I'm done, you'll never be able to leave this room." He started chanting under his breath and the stone lit up.

He placed his hand on my stomach and I start filling pressure build up. I saw as his body started to deflate. His pecs become more defined. His beer belly shrunk and his abs started revealing themselves. He looked like when I first met him. The body of a God. He started smiling, as pain filled my body. My stomach stretched higher and my boobs got filled with more fat. I start hearing my underwear rip, as my ass expanded. And, I could feel my fat pad eating more of my dick. I look up at the screen and watched as the scale went up, finally stopping at 320lbs. "That's more how I like it." Alex stretched out. Admiring his body and jiggling my rolls of fat

I laid there speechless and defeated, as tears filled my eyes. "Aww poor piggy. I understand. Your still not satisfied. You need more food in you." I looked at him and shook my head no, as tears continued rolling down my face. He laughed "What? Your still not ready to give in. You need more time to sit and reflect on your new life. I guess, I will just have to eat for you. With this stone we are linked. I'll use it to transfer my fat onto you. Now whenever I eat, I will just get my daily need to maintain this body and survive. Everything I eat over that limit gets transferred to you." I was left in horror, as he got dressed. He moved around the room checking everything, making sure I couldn't escape. Finally he covered my mouth and started to leave. "Let's see, it's been awhile since I've been to a buffet." He mocked. I tried to scream for him to stop, but with my mouth gagged, it just came out as muffled moans. "When I come back and ... if you behave, I might let you pleasure me." He flirted, as he left the room.

As soon as he left, I tried to break free, but with my new weight I got tired faster. There was no way to break out. In the corner of the room I saw my clothes and the necklace.

Minutes passed and the lights when out. Suddenly, I saw a glow come from the necklace. I kept watching and another glow happened. It kept repeating very slowly.

Hours passed. The glow of the necklace was becoming more frequent. Then out of nowhere, I felt pressure build up in my stomach. It felt like things where being placed in it. My stomach expanded more. Becoming tight, a feeling I recognize. It's was a food bloat. Alex must have finally reached the buffet, I thought. It felt weird as food entered my stomach, without going through my mouth or throat. My dick started becoming hard, as the pain in my stomach increased. My stomach was being pushed further than it had been. The screen now read 326lbs. He had put six pounds of food in my stomach. I feared he wasn't going to stop and I would pop. The symbols on the stone changed color and I felt my skin stretch and the food metabolize. I felt normal again. In fact I felt empty, but the scale still read 326lbs. I panicked realizing he left out that the weight gain would be instant. How fat could he make me by the end of day?

More time passed as I laid there wondering how this happened. Why did I deserve this? The glow of the necklace was now flashing non-stop. The scale still increasing. Now it read 335lbs. Suddenly, I heard a thud from upstairs. The glow of the necklace now remained on. I didn't know who it was, but I was hoping it would be someone who could help. I started to let out a muffled cry for help. Finally, I heard a familiar voice "Johnny...Johnny... is that you. Where are you?" I heard Spencer yelling. My heart raced, as I started to bang the bed against the wall. I heard footsteps get closer. He got to the basement door and jiggled it, but it wouldn't open. "It's locked!" He yelled. I just kept banging the bed against the wall. Spencer started getting panicked "what's happening in there ... are you ok ... I'm going try to find a way in."

I looked up at the screen, it now read 336lbs. Finally I heard a crash, as light entered the room. Right afterwards, Spencer entered and the lights turned on. He stopped right in his tracks, as he saw me. The screen now read 337lbs. "What the the fuck is this. Your huge! How...?" He says as he moves closer to me. He removes the cover from my mouth.

"You gotta let me out. Alex is a FUCKING freak. He linked us with that stone and is making me fatter by the minute." I blurted out. The scale read 338. Alex looked up at the screen. His breath becoming harder. His body becoming tense, as anger filled his blood, "Is that how much you weigh now." He asked, already knowing the answer. I sadly nodded, feeling my new double chin press against my neck and the top of my chest. "I just wanna get out of here. But, we're linked. So, it's never going to stop. I'll be 600lbs by the end of the month." I cried. Spencer looked at the stone and his eyes widened. The scale read 339. He ran to it and started chanting, the symbols became dull. I felt an invisible cord get cut. My stomach stopped stretching, but the scale read 340lb.

I sighed in relief, as Spencer cut the ropes on my wrist and ankles. "How did you find me," I asked. "I don't know ... I just kind of knew you needed me. It was like an invisible force guiding me to you," he responded. "Does it have anything to do with that," I pointed at the necklace. "What you got it? You met the old man?" He looked at me. "Yeah ... right after he said he was going to help me, but then this happened. " I said referring to my new fat body. Spencer walked towards the necklace, as I struggle to sit up on the bed. I finally manage to get up and instantly fell on the floor, to my knees. The sound of me falling caught Spencer's attention

"Shit ... are you okay buddy. Let me help you up." He said as he struggled to help me up. "I guess my body isn't use to this instant 50lb weight gain. But, my fat safety bag of a stomach took most of the impact." I finally get up to my feet and take some time to balance myself. Spencer took the necklace and walked toward the stone. I started walking to my clothes and tried to put them on. The pants wouldn't even make it past my fat tree trunk legs. And my new skin tight shirt barely reached the top of my belly button. I stood there as my shirt outlined my fat filled boobs and large love handles. "How am I going to lose this weight. How am I getting out of here with no clothes?." I sighed.

"Oh were not leaving ... we’re going to make a plan." Spencer said looking straight at me.

After waiting, I heard a car drive up to the cabin. Alex came rushing in and he sees my naked body sitting on the couch. "You didn't make a run for it?" He questioned. "There no point ..." I said defeated. "My clothes don't fit ... I can't just leave naked." I get up from the couch. "How did you get out? How did you break the connection." He backed up a little. "I guess those knots were weak ... and I broke the stone ... because I realized something. I am a fat pig and no one is going to love me now ..." I started walking to him. My body jiggling with every step. "No one except you, and I am never going to get the body I want ... a body like yours. I want you ... I need you. I want to get the right way. With you stuffing me. Making me fat and fucking me senseless. I’m yours." I continued, embracing him in my fat naked body. His rock hard body feeling good pressed against mine. "That's what I like to hear, my pig. I am your future ... I am your destiny." He laughed starting to play with my fat. I start making out with his body. "Let's take this up stairs." He rushed as he started taking of his clothes.

We make it to a room with a bed and bags filled with super large clothes. I rammed him onto the bed and pinned him down with my weight. "What the fuck are you doing?" He yelled, even with his strength he couldn’t push me off. "Spencer now." I scream. Spencer rushes into the room holding the stone and chanting. He puts the stone between our body. "Now focus on what you want to transfer." He tells me. I focus and a bright light sent me off the bed. I fall on my back, feeling fat being sucked from my body. My skin starts tightening. My stretch marks start vanishing. I see Spencer looking at me in amazement. His mind blown, never realizing how his old body would look skinny.

My attention turned to Alex. Bright red stretch Mark's appeared on his body. Then they lighten up, creating the image the he had them for a while. His skin started becoming baggy, stretching into loose skin. "NO! NO! NO! What the fuck did you do to me?" He started panicking. I smiled, but my body started burning. My muscles rapidly contracting and relaxing. I screamed out in pain. Spencer ran to my side. "Oh no are you okay? What did you do?" My skinny frame started become larger, but this time with muscle. My arms pumped up with powerful biceps. My legs got energized with strong solid muscle. My chest buffed up with well defined pecs. And abs started popping up on my flat stomach. I now had the body definition of the so called God, before me. It felt erotic feeling lighter and more powerful than I was used to for these past couple of months. I turn to look at him. His body was filling up with fat.

His penis started shrinking into his new fat pad. He got embarrassed and stumbled to a bag of clothes. He put on large red shorts and managed to crawl back onto the bed, reaching for the stone. It disintegrated in his hands. We all look in astonishment at each other, realizing what happened. The old man came through. Alex’s body kept enlarging. His chest now had two nice fat boobs sitting on a beach ball belly, that would have taken years to develop. His waist line still increasing until he weighed 340lbs.

"Get out ... get out..." Alex cried putting his hand up to hid his face. I motioned to Alex and we started leaving. "Have fun play with your own tits." I mocked as we left. "I'll kill you!" Alex screamed and we heard a thud hit the floor. I guess he wasn't use to his new weight and lack of muscle.

I went to collect my belongings. But, my old clothes were not going to fit this body either. This time because they were to big. I pick up Alex's clothes and put them on. He wasn't going to need them anymore. I got in the car with Spencer and we drove off. "So ... were do you wanna go now. Home?" Spencer ask. "No, it probably won't be safe with Alex around." I responded. "Ok, let's just get this out there ... that was FUCKING crazy! And your HOT ... by the way. I didn't even know my body could look like this." Spencer blurted out. "Yeah ... I always knew you had this potential. It's funny ... my life is changed now ... but for the better. I guess we had to swap bodies to both get what we wanted." I smiled. "So .. I guess ... what's the plan now." Spencer asked. "Take me to a bus station." I answered. "What? ... Why?" He said puzzled. "Well living a mostly isolated life, you saved a good amount of money ... And, after everything thing I've been through ... I just need to find myself. I need to grow up and I'm not going to do it here." I started choking up. Spencer smiled and used one hand to massage my shoulder, letting me know he understood. His eyes getting watery too. The rest of the ride was silent.

We get to the station and he gets off with me. We walk to the entrance and he stops. "This is as far as I go." He finally let's out. "I guess you won't tell me where your going. I turn to look at him and nod. Understanding the painfulness of the moment. "Honestly, I don't even know my destination. I'm just going to take the first bus out and see where I end up. I’m most likely going off the grind, at least for awhile. But, we'll see each other again, you know." I smiled. He lunged forward to me our powerful bodies tightening as we hugged. "Be safe buddy." He whispered. "Be happy." I whispered back.

We let go and turned away form each other. Walking to face whatever our new lives held.

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bodyswapmischief

5 years ago

Silver’s Sauna: Nerd to Sliver Fox

Just moments ago, I was a nerdy high school senior. Now, I'm almost an actual senior at 55 years old. Yes, I have one hell of a body, but was it worth 37 years of my life.

I was always made fun of, in school. First I was, too short ... But, once puberty hit, I grew taller. To bad my muscles didn't get the growth memo. I was a tall, pale, nerdy skeleton. And jocks/bullies at my school never let me forget how much of an outcast I was.

With college coming up soon, I saw my chance to start over. I could work on my self now and become the person I wanted to be in college. So, I joined a gym, where I knew my classmates wouldn't bother me. Silver's Gym was mainly advertised to older men. The mascot was a fox. So ... the whole Silver Fox motif wasn't lost on me.

I walked up to the front desk. And, there was Mr. Edward Silver. He was the youngest and fittest man in there, in his early 30's. He was curious why I wanted to be at this gym. So, I told him my story. He understood and even gave me a discount. For the past few months I went, but saw no results. Mr. Silver tried to give me tips, but I just couldn't gain weight to build muscle. Exercising became a form of meditation for me. And working out next to overweight business men was a real confidence booster.

Today, I was working out when I saw a bald and severely obese man walk in. His clothes and the way he carried himself shown that his gluttonous appetite came from his extremely wealthy life style. Mr. Silver came, out of the back office, and greeted him. They started talking and the old man handed Mr. Silver a brief case. Mr. Silver motioned to me and the old man nodded. My gut told me I needed to leave, immediately.

I stopped what I was doing and rushed into to the locker room. My heart was racing and it felt like being back at school, running from my bullies. As I struggled to get the locker open, Mr. Silver walked in. Being bullied at school, I considered him my only friend, based on the interactions we had. But, now standing in front of me, he was different. He stared at me like a predator that had cornered his prey. I didn't know what he was going to do, but I knew he had me trapped. "Aw Eric! Glad I found you." He said in a fake cheerful tone. "I wanted to congratulate you, myself. You won the gyms surprise lottery. You got yourself a free trip to the sauna."

"That's great," I let out, fear shaking my throat. "But, I can't do it now ... Can I comeback..." Mr Silver interrupted me, with his fake cheery tone. "Oh, we both know you're not gonna want to miss this opportunity." He grabbed me and forcibly led me to the spa area. I tried to break free. Even though Mr. Silver was shorter than me, his ripped body easily slammed me into the locker. With his ripped physique pressed against me, he looked at me straight in the eyes, his silent message was clear. I wasn't escaping. I stopped fighting back and let him take me.

He led me into the basement, with two glass chambers. The chambers were set up like saunas, except for the 3 glass walls. In one chamber sat the fat old man, with a towel across his legs. "Strip down and here's a towel." Mr Silver commanded. Understanding that I couldn't do anything to escape, I followed his command. He opened the door to the other chamber and I walked in.

The fat old man looked at me at smile. "Hello, I'm Theodore Hutchinson. And, I appreciate what you are about to do for me." I was confused. "What's going on!'" I order Mr. Silver to explain what was happening. "Years ago, I discovered these particles that I have infused into this mist. When properly charged these particles can overcome the obstacles of time and space. However they need to be balanced, or else ... bad things happen" Mr. Silver began to explain.

As he was talking, I witnessed what was happening to Mr. Hutchinson. Fat was melting of his body. Hair was growing back on his head. His body was becoming less hairy. His skin started to tighten and his body was being pumped with muscle. Once the steam cleared he looked like he was now my age. He looked like the buff jocks that made my life a living hell. His towel dropped to the floor revealing his hard cock. He started laughing in disbelief, while feeling up his body. The laughs turned into moans and he started rubbing his cock. His body pulsing with pleasure as as he felt up his now younger body.

The machine started violently shaking, as Mr. Silver walked back to it. "See. These little guys are fighting to regain balance. They need somewhere to go." He said deviously. Steam started filling up my chamber. I panicked, looking at Mr. Hutchinson younger body. I subconsciously put one hand on my stomach. I brushed the other hand through my hair. Mr. Silver laughed. "It doesn't work like that. It's not a body swap machine. In Mr. Hutchinson’s case it naturally de-aged him to his senior year of high school. When he was a muscled up jock. You on the other hand, It will age you as if you kept living your life naturally. What you will look like ... well who knows. That's the fun part. Maybe you will get fat and bald like he was and maybe you won’t. Only time will tell." Mr. Silver Flipped the switch.

The steam surrounded my body. Although I could still breathe, I felt suffocated. My body was heating up. Suddenly, I felt a pressure on my stomach and saw it start stretching. My chest became flabby and my stomach jutted out. " Looks like some gained the freshman 15," Mr. Silver playfully said.

Part of me was happy that I was no longer a skinny skeleton. But I worried how fat I was going to get, as the weight kept piling on. "Someone discovered beer on their 21st birthday." Mr Silver Chimed in.

Suddenly I feel my arm getting stabbed over and again. A tattoo appeared on my arm. My body was still chubby, but muscle was beginning to developed. My biceps started painfully pulsating, as they increased in size. My chest became more defined. " Look's like 25 was a good year for you." Silver seemed amused.

My body kept increasing in size and my belly became flatter. I begin to feel stabbing in my other arm and neck. More tattoos appeared. "Damn your looking good in your 30's, most guys I’ve seen let themselves go, by now." Silver said, not hiding the fact he was getting turned on.

My skin started to tan and finally an eight pack formed on my stomach. My body looked like what you might imagine an ancient gladiators body would look like. I was in the best shape my life. "So you are one of the it gets better with age guys, huh." Silver said, with a big smile on his face. He was really enjoying this.

The mist kept swirling, but my body only went through minor changes. A little more muscle gain and a pricking sensation as stubble appeared on my face. But, then I started to feel drained. I was more tried. My body felt heavier. It felt like more work to carry all this muscle. The steam cleared. I looked down at my body. I was insanely fit and hot and my body wasn't changing anymore. With a body like this, I had to still be in my late 30's, at the most. Confused, I asked "why am I still in my 30's ..." I stop, shocked by how old I sounded. Silver chimed in, "It would look like that, doesn't it." Silver smiles. "But you are now 55."

My heart beat fast in disbelief. Mr. Silver held up a mirror. Although my body looked strong, I still felt heavy. I slowly got up feeling pain in my lower back and knees. I made my way to the mirror. I looked at my reflection and saw an old face staring back. Wrinkles on my face and grey in my hair and stubble.

"It looks like you are in great shape ... but as an older man you are going have to live differently to keep that body tight. There will have to be diet changes and working out twice has hard and twice as much, compared to a man now half your age." Mr Silver smiled, checking out an analyzing the work he did to my body. I stumbled back to my seat, reality setting in. I'm an old man now. A hot Silver Fox, but still an old man. "What's going to happen. I can't go back home like this." I cried out.

"Your past is taken care of. To everyone you knew ... you are dead. A bus crush that should happen any moment, now. As for the future ... you are now a father. Your son is that young man over there, Ted Hutchinson. As per his contract, he has given you his life and all the wealth that comes along with it. You will continue to work in his company and make money. And, you will have time for fun too, so don't worry about having to work to much. After all, you have 10 more years until retirement is an option. Your new son will get to live like the rich kid he always wanted to be, instead of the self-made billionaire he had to be. And, once you die, you will leave everything to your son. Do we have an agreement?"

With tears in my eyes, I nodded. I didn't have choice. My whole life was gone. If I said no, I'd probably end up on the streets, with my parents not believing I'm really me and a lack of work experience to get a job. Who's going want to hire a 55 year old man with no work experience or proof of being a citizen.

My life was over. Not that it was great, so far. But, it was mine. I missed out on so many experiences. It seemed like my 20's, 30's and 40's were going to be great. But, now I would never know. I mean with how in shape I am in, I'd probably live into my 90's, assuming something else doesn't go wrong in my body, but now that is only 40 years away. Silver comes back and brings me the contract. I sign it.

My new son, Ted, walks in. I feel angry about what he did to me. "I'm lucky my new daddy is so hot" he says as he enters my chamber. He walks closer to me. His body less muscular than mine, but still hot. He starts feeling up my aged body. And, I start feeling his, my anger turning to lust. "Don't worry I'll take care of you dad" Ted said, removing my towel and exposing my old but still impressive cock. He bends down and starts sucking it. I moan in pleasure.

I could get use to this. I mean there's nothing I could do about it now. I might as well enjoy it ... while I'm still alive. Being a Silver Fox can have it’s benefits.

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6 years ago

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