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For you to understand what happened to me the last 2 ½ years, I have to tell some things about myself.

I’m Brodie, 28, 6ft 2, and I was a soldier.

A pretty good one if I may say so myself. Towards the end of my time at the military I got poached by one of the most profitable companies in the world. They wanted me as their head of security and I agreed. I mean, I got such high paychecks, so high I never imagined to earn that in my entire life.

So I was already head of security for 2 years when something strange happened. The police admitted that they failed to prevent new drugs to reach the market. Drugs that let people swap and possess bodies or turn them into bodysuits. Of course that created an uproar, especially from the rich. Who would want to be rich until someone poor comes along and manages to swap bodies.

To prevent this from happening at the company I was working for and many other companies, we had called for a meeting. A whole weekend for this topic where all head of securities were present.

I arrived on the first evening, an evening where everyone could drink to get to know each other.

All of us were meeting at a hotel. I got my key card, put my luggage in my room and got dressed for a casual meeting.

When I arrived at the meeting room at first I was talking to the ones I already knew until I saw someone standing shy and lonely somewhat in the corner of the room. So I went to him.

As I approached him I could see him more clearly. He was taller than me, maybe 6ft 5, had blond hair, was skinny, and had some kind of boyish face.

He saw that I was approaching him and he smiled.

“Hey, I’m Brodie.”, I said holding out my hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Tommy.”, he answered shaking my hand.

His hand was so soft, atypical for a head of security.

“You seem pretty young to be head of security.”

“Yeah, I know. I just got promoted on my 22nd birthday, some months ago.”

“Congrats on that!”

“Thanks! You are the first to talk to me here.”, he said. “You want a drink?”

“Yeah, I would take one.”

After that we went to the bar.

Shortly after that, everything went dark for me.

The next morning. I was waking up, feeling the soft blanket against my sensitive dick. I ran my hands down my body to jack off, to get off some steam, as I noticed something was different. I opened my eyes to see that it wasnt my body I ran my fingers over. I was staring at my new body in shock. I couldnt comprehend how I lost all of my muscles, even my body hair.

I jumped out of my bed, running to a mirror. In disbelief I was looking at my reflection. I was looking like the boy I met yesterday. I looked like Tommy.

I tried to reconstruct my memories. I tried to piece the evening together but I didnt know a single thing. I didnt know how I got into this room, I didnt know how I got out of my suit and I didnt know how I lost my body.

I looked around the room for clothes but I could only find a loose pair of gym shorts, a weird kind of see-through shirt and pair of sneakers.

I put them on and left the room. On the outside of the door I could finally see that I wasnt in my real hotel room. I was to floors beneath it.

I searched for the nearest elevator to get to my initial room. I knocked on the door and my real body opened the door.

I was awestruck seeing it shirtless in the doorframe. It was a feeling I never felt when watching men before.

Before I could even open my mouth, my old body grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me inside with a powerful tug.

My real body closed the door and walked past me through the hallway. I followed him.

“And I thought you would never come.”, I could hear my real, deep voice saying.

“Well, I-”, I stopped mid-sentence because I was surprised how high Tommy’s voice sounded.

My real body went into the bedroom and sat down on the bed. He pointed towards a chair in front of him. I sat down in it.

There was something my real body had. A charisma that got you to do everything it said.

He lifted one of his legs and put his hands together. It caused his muscles to bulge a bit and I was in awe again. I somehow wanted to worship this body in front of me. My own body!

I pushed back that thought to get to the reason why I was here. I knew that he was taunting me with my real body by flexing MY muscles.

“You fucker stole my body!”, I said. I tried to be intimidating but I knew that I was nothing in this body compared to my old one. “You’ll swap us back right now!”

My old body let out a chuckle.

“I’ll let you know I’m not swapping back soon. If you complain I can put you in a sleeper hold and make the swap permanent.”, he answered.

“I’ll kill you Tommy!”, I shouted stormimg at my old body.

He quickly took my hands and pushed me onto the bed. He sat down on my stomach and secured my arms with his knees. I tried to free myself.

“Do this one more time Brodie, or should I say Tommy now, and this swap is permanent.”, he said.

I could smell him and it was turning me on. He smelled like warm sweat with a hint of parfume and alcohol from last evening.

“Right now, I’m not planning to be in this body forever.”, he continued and I stopped to free myself from his grasp. “You know Brodie -I mean Tommy- it wasnt always easy for me. I was the tallest in my year at school. That alone isnt that bad but I was also the youngest, skinny nerd. And it got even harder for me as they discovered that I was gay. They bullied me for this until graduation. It really destroyed my self esteem. But in a body like yours, a body worthy of being head of security, no one will bully me again because of my looks or my sexual orientation.”

“Thats it? Thats the reason you stole my body?! How did you even do this?”

“Shush it.”, he said putting one hand over my mouth.

“Here is how it happened. I just wanted to swap with someone from this meeting at first but then I started to get to know you and we started to drink together. Everytime you didnt watch your drink, I spiked it. The first few were to make you submissive. That went quiet fast, probably because you knew how to follow orders as a soldier. Then after that I put some drops into your drinks to knock you out slowly. When I noticed that you got weaker, I helped you to get into my room. There you completely lost consciousness and I stripped you out if your beautiful suit.”, he pointed at the pants he was wearing. “Then I slipped the pill into your mouth. It prepared your body for the swap. I then started to stimulate your body, and I can say that it was a lot of fun. After that I started sucking and you moaned so sexy while I did it. When I finished sucking you dry, I turned you over and gave you my seed. After that we swapped.”

I was looking at Tommy with big eyes. I couldnt believe what I just heard.

“And I’ll give you this body back.”, he continued as he pulled out another pill. “This pill can swap us back, or seal our swap forever. You get all of this godlike body back if you do what I say for as long as I say. You’ll be my daily cum-dump, my little slut, my faggot while I explore your body and have fun. Do you understand, Tommy?”

I nodded.

“Good boy. For the time we stay like this, you’ll react to the name Tommy and you’ll call me Brodie. You’ll stay at my side all the time and dont worry, I know that you earn enough money for both of us. I know this because I got your memories through this swap.”

I nodded again.

“Good boy. Now start off by sniffing my shoes.”

The new Brodie pulled off one of his black dress shoes and pushed it into my face.

I was overwhelmed by the smell, by the sensation it caused in my new body. I pushed back that thought to get back a clear mind.

“I’ll do this just to get my body back!”, I said.

“I know Tommy.”, Tommy answered with my deep voice. He chuckled again. “You’ll be my boyfriend until then.”

He let go of me and I sat up straight. He looked at my watch on his wrist.

“The meeting starts in 20 minutes. There is your new suit.”, he pointed to a different chair in a corner. “You should put it on.”

He walked over to a closet and pulled out the suit I took with me for the meeting. He undressed himself right in front of my eyes. He just stood there in his sheer socks. My dick, well now his, was semi-hard and wobbling up and down.

“Before you put yours on, you’ll dress me in mine.”, he said.

I didnt want to dress the body I once owned but I knew that this was the only way to get it back in the future.

I searched through the clothes he had pulled out for a pair of underpants but I couldnt find any. He had seen my confused face and said:“ No underpants for this body, boy. I know that you love to wear jockstraps but I couldnt get warm with them for now. Thats why I wont wear one.”

I took the pants and went on my knees to let him get inside. He stepped in and my old dick was hanging in front of my face. I pulled up the pants and closed them. I did the same with his shirt, vest and jacket. After that I had him to put on the dress shoes I had to sniff that I wore yesterday and he probably the whole day. I wish I would’ve been turned off by the fact that he posed in my real body but it didnt. After that he watched me put on one of his old suits.

“You’ll play the role of Tommy the whole evening. Do you understand?”, he said after I finished putting it on. “You’ll play as if we are very good friends. You’ll laugh at my jokes and be at my side. For the whole evening!”

And I did as he said. The whole evening. At first I hated it but after some time we had so much fun. At the beginning I thought I would get sick from the way he acted. But I didnt. He was such nice guy, just like I really was and I started to crave for his touch. He sometimes took me in his arms and it was such a nice feeling. I knew that I’m attracted to women but since I’m in Tommy’s body, I had the feeling that this is changing.

That was two months ago.

After the meeting weekend we went back to my old house. Tommy of course took my king sized bed, because it was ‘his home’. At first I had to sleep on the couch but after a short time I had to sleep with him in 'his’ bed because I’m his 'boyfriend’.

At the start he was also often showing off my body. Sometimes he was walking around shirtless so that I could admire 'his hard work’. Sometimes, when we went for a walk outside, he would start doing exercises, even on street signs. He was such a show-off, flexing a body he doesnt really own.

He also used me every day for the first few weeks. Not because he wanted to fuck someone but only to humiliate me, as he had my body.

I had hoped that someone would notice that something was wrong with the Brodie they knew but Tommy played my life perfectly.

He really knew everything about me. My workout routine, my way of talking, my job requirements and so on.

When he was at my work, I had to cook for him and to clean the house. While doing that I always searched for the pill. The pill to swap us back but I never found it.

Thats why I knew I had to play the role of the boyfriend to perfection to get my body back. And I had to do so quick as I felt that I became more and more like the real Tommy. My habits started to change.

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To be continued?

Brotherly love

This is my big brother Aiden. He always protected me since I was little and he did so too when I came out to my family. While he supported me and defended me from harassment my family on the other hand threw me out of our house. Luckily my older brother was living alone in an apartment where I could stay.

He was totally my type as I loved men with an opposite physique than I had. I loved these handsome, rugged faces on men. I also loved tall men with a great body, but I could only imagine his as I never saw him shirtless until that one morning where everything I wanted had changed.

When I woke up that morning, Aiden was already gone. He left a note which said that he went swimming. I made myself ready for my morning walk.

After I put on my running clothes I decided to take a new route through the forest.

It went great until I passed the small lake in the forest. I couldnt believe what I saw as it was my brother Aiden as he was taking off his swimming trunks to swim naked.

I had stopped walking, gazing at his incredible sixpack. As he turned around I had a short look at his huge dick before he covered it as he discovered me.

“Oh shit, Jeremy!”, I heard him shout.

“Hey Aiden. I just - I didnt knew - I thought about taking a new route but I didnt know you where here.”, I stammered.

“All good.”, he put his trunks back on quickly and got out of the lake.

He gave me a slight hug, making my shirt wet in the process by pressing his hard abs against my chest. I hoped he wouldnt feel my hard dick pressing against his thick thigh. And if he noticed he didnt say anything.

After a short talk he went back swimming and I ran the rest of the route. I couldnt get this incredible sight out of my mind. He was so fucking gorgeous. I knew it was wrong but I started to lust after my own brother. My beautiful big hunky brother.

I was the first one back home and I immediately went into Aidens room. I went to his laundry basket and searched for his used workout clothes. I took out a black Adidas tshirt and shorts as well as his used soccer socks and jockstrap. I didnt even knew he wore jockstraps.

I grabbed his soccer cleats from his sports bag and left the room. I locked my room and quickly undressed completely. I put his shirt on and stepped into his jockstrap and shorts. I pulled on his overknee soccer socks and stepped into his cleats.

I knew that nothing fit me but I didnt care. His shirt looked like a bag on me, his shorts and jockstrap fell from my hips and my feet would fit about 1 ½ times into his shoes. But the worst thing was, were his socks. I knew that my stick-like legs are no match to his massive calves, thats why they were always sliding down. I layed down on my bed so that nothing falls down.

I inhaled his smell, which somehow turned me on. I knew it was wrong to phantasize about him but that manly musk of sweat, deodorant and somewhat dirt made me horny.

My hands moved over the fabric and my mind drifted off into the sight of Aiden naked. That, combined with the incredible smell, made me so god damn horny that I accidentally shot my load into Aidens jockstrap. I was in full bliss as I imagined myself as Aiden, having these muscles, getting all the men until the apartment door opened.

“Jeremy, I’m home.”, Aiden shouted.

I jumped up from my bed and undressed the fastest I’ve ever done. I quickly pushed his clothes under my bed. I knew that I didnt have enough time to dress in my old clothes so I pulled out my shower towel, threw it around my waist to hide my erection and grabbed my phone.

“Glad you’re back. I just wanted to take a shower.”, I said stepping out of my room.

“Alright.”, he said now standing in front of me.

I could smell the sweet stench of his sweat and the sight of his massive pecs moving up and down beneath his shirt as he was breathing didnt help my erection to go away. I tried to not look at him further.

“Because of earlier,-”, he continued. “- I know what your type is J. I knew that I’d be in that category and I’m sorry if you cant look at me like it was before that because of the lake. No matter what you’d see, what you’d do to me, my body or anything else, I would always love you. I mean I’d still love you as my little brother just like I do since your birth and I hope that you’ll stay as I like your company.”

I didnt say anything as I knew my lust would ruin the moment.

“Maybe I like it a bit too much.”, he tried to joke.

I just nodded and he hugged me again. This time not as gently. I couldnt resist to give his bubble butt a slap. I giggled as if it was a joke and he laughed too.

“I’ll go take my shower now.”, I said walking to the bathroom.

“Good. I’ll take my bath later.”

With that I disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door.

I replayed the conversation in my head again and got an idea.

No matter what you’d see, what you’d do to me, my body or anything else, I would always love you, I repeated his words in my head again. I thought about drugging him to get him to fuck me or letting me fuck him. I thought about doing a bit of bondage to him or something else. I knew that these thoughts were wrong as he was my brother but then I had the best idea.

I searched the internet for a body swap spell or something similar. The thought of being him was such a turn on. In the back of my mind I thought that this is just a fantasy but it wouldnt hurt to try. I wanted to open some websites as I heard Aiden knocking on the door.

“Hey J. Did you see my soccer cleats? I cant find them but I swear I put them in my bag when I left training yesterday.”, he asked.

I got nervous.

“No I havent seen them but if I remember correctly, I dont think that your bag was as filled out when you came back as when you left.”

“Thanks man. Maybe I left them in the changing room. I’ll get them tomorrow then.”

I heard him walk away and I quickly took the shower.

After drying myself off I immediately went into my room. I put on some clothes and read further on the topic of body swapping. After some time Aiden came in to tell me he’ll take his bath like every Sunday. I browsed further until I found a somewhat shady looking website.

Body swap/possession stone and spell

Buy now body swap item cheap. Body swap with beloved person/ body possession. You ever feel like wanting to be someone else? Buy body swap stone and spell now cheap.

The website had 291 reviews. Probably fake,  I thought. But every single review promised that its real. As it was only 10$ I bought it and waited for its arrival.

The package had arrived on the next Saturday when Aiden was having a soccer match. I was home alone when the postman rang the doorbell. I excitedly took the package and opened it. Inside were an old looking page ripped out of a book, an instruction, chloroform and a stone. The stone had the smoothest surface I’ve ever felt and on the old page was something written in latin. The so called spell. On the instruction it was written that:     1.both, who should be affected by the swap had to be naked.

2.the swap has to be spoken within a 2m radius of the other person.

3.after the spell is spoken the stone has to be shoved up the ass of the person who you want to become.

There was also a big exclaimer that only the one who speaks the spell will have the memories of the other person when in their body and to swap back just perfom the same thing again. Sounded good to me.

I waited for Aidens return. In the afternoon I heard him open the door. I walked to the entrance to greet him but he didnt look happy.

“Hey!”, I said. “What happened.”

“You dont want to know…”, he answered taking off his shoes.

“Come on, you can tell me. I’m your brother.”

“Its just that first some of my clothes, including my soccer cleats, disappear and now we lost the first match in 3 years. I think thats no coincidence.”

“But didnt you have other cleats?”

“Yeah, but they werent as good. I never used them before. I was worse with them.”

“Dont be mad at yourself. Everyone can have a bad day.”, I said to calm him down.

“I know… but this time its more of a bad week. A strange week.”

And it will get even weirder for you, I thought.

“You know what? I’ll take a nice long bath now!”, he said.

“Good, do that.”, I said changing my voice as if I had something to hide..

“Is there anything you want to tell me?”, je asked.

“I’ll have a video date in a few minutes.”, I lied.

“That’s great!”, he said hitting my shoulder.

“Yeah! Because if that it would be nice if you wouldnt walk into my room after you took your bath. I’ll tell you everything when I come back out of my room.”, I continued lying.“

"Alright, I wont disturb you.”

“Thank you Aiden. You’re the best hunky, big brother.”

I hugged him again to smell his sweat one more time before it would become mine for some time.

Aiden disappeared with his phone and overear headphones into the bathroom. I knew that he’d come back out naked as he always does. That would be my time to shine.

I heard him filling up the bathtub and undressed in my room. I took the page and the stone with me as I hid beneath Aidens bed. After some time he came back into his room completely naked wearing his headphones. I knew that he wouldnt hear me so I spoke the spell and the stone started glowing. A sign that the spell was indeed real.

Aiden opened the door to his clothes and leaned against the doorframe. I quickly crawled out from beneath his bed and walked carefully behind him. I took one deep breath and with one hand move I pushed the glowing stone and even 2/3 of my hand into Aidens butt. He let out a cry of pain before collapsing to the ground unconsciously. As my hand was still in him the weight of his body pulled me to the ground before I passed out too.

I woke up hearing music. I felt the rug beneath me as I wanted to turn around but I couldnt as something was stuck in my butt. I opened my eyes and I saw that I was now in control of Aidens muscular body. I pulled my old bodies hand out of my ass together with the stone. I quickly took a rag and drenched it in chloroform to knock Aiden out a little longer. It was incredibly easy to carry my old body around the house to clean his hand and to dress him in some of my old clothes.

I placed him on my bed and and cuffed his arms and legs to the bed. I took out a long sock and gagged him.

After that I went back into Aidens room and took one of his skin tight shorts and started to test my new muscles by jacking his gigantic cock off and doing a workout. While doing so my mind got flooded by Aidens memories and manerisms. After about an hour I noticed that Aiden was awake in my body so I entered the room.

He saw me and started to shout but the sock muffled him.

“Easy there big guy.”, I said approaching him. “I know you dont understand how this happened but I’ll promise that I’ll take good care of your body for the next few days. In fact this body will also take good care of me as these sensitive nipples and huge cock are a gift for a gay man and then there are these abs. These gorgeous, defined abs and pecs.”

I rubbed his, for the time now my torso.

Aiden squirmed against his restraints but no success.

“This is just for a few days Aiden, dont worry. I wont take over your life to let you rot here as me. I just needed some… fun, I guess?”

I sat down next to him.

“The truth is, I didnt have a date for like a year. Looks like the skinny, blonde bottom has it difficult to find a match. I’m craving for some sexual relief, not alone of course. I wont ruin your life but I dont think you’ll like the idea that your body will soon know what gay sex feels like.”

My old eyes looked at me in horror. I knew that he was angry probably even scared.

“You said that you’ll love me like a brother no matter what I’d do with you, with your body. I hope you ment it like you said it.”

With that I took his used clothes and cleats from beneath my bed and left the room.

I used the rest of the day to set up a grindr profile for me as Aiden as well as multiple jackoff sessions  as this body never got tired.

The next morning I searched through Aidens wardrobe and took out one of his suits. It wasnt one of his bests as I was just going to practice some soccer.

I put on the used jockstrap I had hidden beneath my bed and it now fit perfectly. I grabbed a pair of his dress socks and slipped into them. I stepped into his dress pants and put on a white shirt. I tucked it in, zipped up the pants and put on a belt. I tied his tie and put on the suit jacket. I slid into a pair of brown dress shoes and threw the used workout clothes and cleats into his training bag.

I took a look in the mirror and marveled how his body filled out his suit. His muscles bulging beneath the fabric.

I entered the kitchen to make breakfast for Aiden. I took the plate and a bottle of water and entered my old room. He was already awake and I uncuffed one of his hands to hand him the plate. I put the bottle next to the bed. He quickly removed the sock from his mouth and wanted to shout at me.

“I’m sorry Aiden but this will be over soon. I really hope that you can forgive me.”, I said before he could say a word. “The past few weeks were just really depressing for me.”

I sad tilting my head down. A tear running over my cheek.

I was waiting for him to shout at me but he didnt. He moved his free hand to my chin and moved it up. He looked directly into my eyes.

“As long as you give me my life back, my body being completely healthy, no diseases whatsoever, I’ll continue to live with you. I dont know how fast I’ll completely forgive you tho.”, he said.

I started to cry even more.

“Now go, do what you want to do as long as it wont hurt my body and no gay sex!”

I hugged him and left the building. I was walking down the streets towards the soccer field. I loved the looks the other hit guys gave me.

As I arrived at the field I noticed that a muscular man had followed me with some distance.

I entered the field and closed the gate, keeping the man out. I entered the changing room and undressed. I opened the bag and dressed in Aidens used clothes. I stepped into the cleats, and admired how everything fit me now. I took a ball and went onto the field. I saw how the man was still waiting in the shadows behind the fence.

After some time I saw him leaving, making me more comfortable again. I finished the training as Aiden and got back into the changing room. I put on the suit again and was on my way back to the apartment as a man on a motorcycle was stopping next to me. He opened his visor and I saw that it was the same guy who followed me.

“Can I help you?”, I said.

“Yeah, you could.”, he opened his backpack and took out another helmet. “When I saw you for the first time today I knew that I wanted you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Maybe your not gay but if you are, would you spend some time with me in bed?”, he asked holding the helmet towards me.

“And whats in it for me?”, I said grabbing the helmet.

“I’d give you anything you want.”

I put on the helmet and hopped on his bike. He drove to a mansion just outside the city. We got off the bike and he led me to the pool in his backyard. He sat down on a lounger and I sat down in front of him. He was definitely very wealthy by the look of his mansion, the many cars and bikes he possesses.

“Before we do it, I’m Antoine. Who are you?”, he said.

“I’m… Aiden.”, I answered.

“Top or bottom?”

“Top.”

I knew I was always a bottom but this body can only be a top.

“Good. Lets go inside.”

He pushed me inside his bedroom. It was huge and in the middle was an Alaska king-sized bed.

He took my sport bag and threw it into a corner. He pushed me on his bed and started to untie my tie. He opened my shirt and unbuckled my belt. His hands ran over this bodies abs down to the cock. He gently pulled out my hard 8inch cock.

He looked surprised but got immediately on it. His warm tongue playing with my dick while moving up and down.

It was an ecstatic experience. So much better than my old body. Antoines hands ran over my legs, down to the socks onto the dress shoes. His hands stayed there massaging the top leather. I took off the shirt and jacket. After about 20 minutes Antoine released my wobbling dick. I was on the brink of shooting my load. He took off my shoes, socks and pants. After that I unzipped his one-piece-racing-suit and pushed it down to his knees. He was completely naked beneath the suit, showing off his muscles and semi hard dick. I pushed him onto the bed, shoved his legs onto my shoulders and carefully inserted my throbbing dick into his ass.

We had about 2 hours of pure bliss, excitement and endurance before we fell down next to each on the bed.

“We should repeat that more often.”, Antoine said.

I stayed silent as I knew that I wont stay in this body forever and Aiden wouldnt do it.

“Can you give me your number?”, he asked.

“I’m not really the person who gives out his number.”, I looked at him.

“Please! I’d do anything to get your number. I’d give you anything just to be able to call you!”, he begged.

“Anything?”

“Anything you want, yes.”

“I want your bike and all the clothes and accessoirs coming with it.”

I knew that it was a lot to ask for and I never thought that he would agree.

“Yeah, okay. I’m all in.”, he answered.

“Gr-great?!”

“Why suddenly so cautious in tone?”

“I’m just surprised that you agreed.”

“Well, I have multiple bikes and racing suits and it is worth it for me as long as that means I could see you again.”, he answered handing me his phone.

I entered Aidens and my number and gave it back.

“Thank you Aiden.”, he said getting out of bed. He quickly disappeared into another room and returned with a new backpack which he filled with underarmor, another racing suit, pair of gloves and boots. He put the backpack next to my sport bag.

“This is the second suit I’ll give you. The first one is the one I wore today.”, he said sitting down at the end of the bed. He made a gesture that I should put it on.

I got out of bed and put on my jockstrap and Antoines socks. He jacked off watching me putting on his racing suit. When I finished it fit me perfectly as he was the same height as me. I put my dress suit into my sport bag.

We said goodbye with a kiss and I got on the motorcycle I now owned.

I knew that Aiden has a drivers license for motorcycles so I access that memory and drove to my apartment.

I opened the door and went into my old room. Aiden was watching tv as I came in. I knew that he alway wanted to buy himself a motorcycle and now I had one. I saw how his dick formed a tent beneath his pants as he saw me, wearing these tight leathers emphasizing his muscular body.

It was only the first day of me being Aiden but it was already the best day in a long time. I wasnt so sure that I would inhabit Aidens body for a few days only. I knew he would hate me more the longer I stayed in his body but I was excited for the next day with new challenges of being Aiden at Aidens workplace.

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To be continued?

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Commissioned by @chrislikesboots

Speeding swap

I woke up, eyes still closed. I could see the light through my eyelid so it had to be morning. I felt how my senses slowly awakened as I felt no blanket above me. I squirmed around trying to grab the blanket when I felt something else. My hands were tied on my back as well as my legs and I wasnt laying in my bed but on a cold floor. I finally opened my eyes to see that I was laying on the wooden floor of my bedroom.

I tried to remember the last things that happened to me last night.

I know that I came home from work, I wanted to take off my uniform but then everything went dark. I dont know what happened after that.

I tried to move around the floor, looking for clues as I heard someone coming closer.

A man kneeled down in front of me, wearing my police uniform.

“What the fu-”, I screamed and he quickly pushed a ballgag into my mouth.

“Shush.”, he said. “Do you remember me?”

I looked in his face and I recognised him. He was the guy I gave a speeding ticket yesterday. He drove way to fast as I stopped him with my cruiser.

“Good. You recognise me, I can see it in your eyes.”, he continued. “You know, from the moment I saw you, I wanted to be you.”

I tried to talk to him but the ballgag muffled all of my words.

“The sight of your form fitting uniform hugging your muscular body burned itself into my brain alongside your young, handsome face. And I can tell you, that it doesnt look to bad on my body either.”

He turned around to give me a good look.

“Because of the few questions I asked I knew the block where you lived and thanks to your name tag on your uniform I just had to search for the right doorbell. Than I rang the doorbell from your neighbor who let me in and I waited for you to come home.”, he continued. “Now I’m the cop as I’m wearing your uniform but it isnt completely the same as my face isnt as handsome as yours. Thats why I made this.”

He pulled out of his pocket a small bottle with a milky liquid. He walked around me and sat down on my legs. He slapped my ass before he spread my cheeks to pour the liquid around my hole.

“Thank you for wearing a jockstrap officer Colt, it helps alot ‘jock boy’.”, I heard him whisper.

I felt how he rubbed the slimey liquid into my skin with his gloved hands. After some minutes I felt a warm sensation where he rubbed the liquid on my skin. Thats when I heard him open the belt of my uniform and the zipper of the pants.

Without a warning he shoved his dick up my ass. It hurt so much that I let out a scream, muffled by the ballgag.

He clung to my body like a used gum to the sole of a boot. His arms went around my torso. His gloved hands pinched my nipples as if his life depends on it. He wrapped his legs around mine, rubbing my patrol boots against my socked feet. And then he started thrusting. The sound of flesh pounding filled the room and I could hear his heavy breaths in my ear as his head laid on my shoulder.

Suddenly I felt an otherworldy sensation, the man had tickled my prostate and it felt awesome. I felt how my dick got hard in my jockstrap as it leaked pre-cum.

I felt how his breathing quickened as he straightened up and his dick got even harder before I felt how my ass got more wet and somewhat slimey.

The man was cumming in me!

After that he collapsed back onto me, panting heavily. It took only a few seconds before I noticed that something was changing.

My jockstrap got tighter before it ripped and the belly of the men, pressing against my back disappeared. I felt how it turned into hard muscles. His pecs grew as well as his legs. In return my belly started to feel fuller.

The man stood up and I heard how he zipped up and closed the belt.

He turned me around onto my back. I expected to see the man again but I was looking at myself, filling out the uniform perfectly.

I tried to scream but the ballgag still turned it into a slight muffle.

“I’m now officer Colt.”, he said with my voice.

I looked down at my body to see in shock that my hard worked abs and pecs were gone. Instead I now had a slight belly with full grey hair.

“There is just one more thing I have to do.”, he continued.

He pulled out the bottle again and used the last few drops of liquid to smear them on my lips. He removed the ballgag and I wanted to scream and shout at him but I couldnt.

“I’ll now copy your memories.”, he said.

He pressed his lips against mine and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. I almost gagged.

It didnt take long and he pulled away.

“Thank you officer Ryan Colt.”, he said with a grin.

He picked me up and locked me up in my own basement.

From time to time he shows me pics of himself as me hanging out with my friends and collegues in uniform while he feeds me. I often remember that day when I got robbed of my own life by a man whose definitely older than me who just wanted to be a young handsome cop. And he succeded.

“And done!”, Jake said putting his dumbbells away. He loved to stay in shape. All of his friends thought that he did it to get all the women but in reality he did it to get every man to look at him, but he could never tell his friends. He took a towel to swipe his sweat from his face before he took off his sport shirt. He left his room and walked through the hallway to the kitchen. On his way he walked past the bathroom, where he saw Adam standing in front of the mirror.

“Week 34, still no progress.”, Jake heard Adam mutter to himself.

He glanced at Adam and walked to the kitchen.

He went to the coffee machine and started it as Adam walked in.

“Could you please put on a shirt Jake?”, Adam asked.

Surprised, Jake turned around and leaned against the counter.

“What? Why?”, he asked.

“Your look is demotivating.”, Adam answered. “I’m trying so hard to get in shape and you just dont get fat. Its infuriating. I’ll never be attractive…”

“Hey now! Dont be mean to yourself.”, Jake answered. “If you want I can help you by-”

“By creating another workout routine for me? No thanks. The other two I got from you werent working either. I mean even Sarah left me. I dont know why but I bet its because of my performance and looks.”

“Wow, you’re down bad, arent you?”, Jake murred.

“I’m sorry Jake. I shouldnt let my anger out on you.”, Adam said.

“Hey bro, I can really help you.”

“How could you help me?”

“Well, its hard to explain… I have this -power- since I was a teenager. I can… Well, I’ll show you.”

Jake’s face turned red in pain as Adam watched his hunky roommate growing a belly and getting bald. Adam didnt believe what he just had witnessed.

“I can transform anyone into anything.”, Jake said from his new body. “It’s just somewhat painful.”

And Jake transformed back into his real self. His curly hair grew back and his sixpack emerged from his belly.

Adam just stood there, mouth open, not able to say anything.

Jake chuckled.

“I knew I could get you speechless.”, he said.

Adam shook his head in disbelief before grabbing Jakes hands.

“Please help me! I’d do anything.”, he begged.

“Not so fast Adam. If I do this I have to warn you.”

“Go on. I’m listening.”

“First of all, it will be really, really painful the first time. Second of all, you wont tell anyone about my power. If you do, I’m going to turn you into a pig or something else, like a boot. And finally, you’ll help me find my true love after this.”

“Alright. Thats cool with me. Now get me my sixpack. Make me a jock like you!”

Jake closed his eyes and concentrated on Adam.

Adam felt a warm sensation moving up his body but this warm sensation quickly turned into pain. Adam dropped to the floor, panting heavily trying to suppress his scream.

His belly started to melt away, to turn into sweat. It revealed a nice sixpack. His arms grew muscles and his calves grew larger. About two minutes later, Adam let out a deep breath and stood up. Sweat was dripping off his body.

Jake threw him a towel.

“I think you need this.”, he snickered.

Adam used the towel to wipe of his sweat. Only then he noticed his new body.

“Oh my god! These abs are so tight. And my biceps!”, he shouted, lifting one arm.

“Yeah. Look deeper Adam.”, Jake said.

Adams gaze followed down his abs to see that his dick had grown too. Only his second thought was that his pants must have ripped.

“Oh shit.”, he said putting the towel in front of his dick.

Jake threw him some of his gym clothes and Adam put them on thankfully.

Adam walked towards Jake and kissed him.

“Thank you. For all of this.”, he said taking Jakes hand pulling him with him.

“Where are you going?”, Jake asked.

“The balcony.”, he answered. “I want to show the world how sexy I am.”

He pushed open the balcony door.

“Jake… I dont know how to say this…”, Adam stammered. “Since you made me like this… I… I think you’re really hot. Like love of my life hot.”

“I know.”, Jake answered. “I feel the same. Lets get inside. Show me your new body to the fullest.”

Adam took Jakes hand and followed him inside.

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Story idea and commissioned by @ynew-206

Becoming the stud

Chris drove onto the driveway and turned off the engine of his motorcycle as Steve already opened the front door.

“Really man?”, Steve said. “First boys night in 3 years and you are driving? I wanted to drink with you…”

“I had to drive as I didnt want to walk all the way to you as my flatmate isnt home. Driving 4 hours to you with a motorcycle is already long, I dont even want to know how long walking would’ve took.”, Chris answered, already taking off his helmet and gloves. After a short pause. “We can drink, but then I have to sleep somewhere in your house.”

“Thats no problem. You can sleep on my couch.”, Steve wanted to get back inside as he noticed something. “Oh, hey! Look at that. You got a new bike. Thats awesome!”

“Yeah, bought it two days ago. I love it.”, Chris slapped the seat after hanging his gloves and helmet onto the handlebar. “You wanna drive it around for a little bit?”

Chris looked at Steve and saw that he was thinking about it.

“I’d love to, but…- ”

“But what? I know you have the license to drive a bike.”, Chris said.

“Yeah, I have it. But I wont drive without protective clothes. And I have none.”, Steve said, looking down.

Chris took off his motorcycle leather jacket and threw it to Steve. Steve catched the jacket by surprise, he looked at Chris. Without his biker jacket, Steve was able to see Chris’ muscles beneath a tight shirt. Chris had worked out more, Steve noticed.

“You can take mine for the short time.”, Chris said, walking towards Steve. “Maybe a bit too big for you, but it should work.”

Steve put on Chris’ jacket and was surprised how damp and warm it was on the inside. He was definitely hot inside his clothes while driving, Steve thought, kinda turns me on.

“But the jacket isnt enough, if something happens. Isnt it?”, Steve asked, hoping to get more from Chris.

“You need the helmet and gloves too.”, Chris points towards the handlebar.

“And something for beneath the waist?”

Chris leaned down and opened his boots. He pulled them off and placed them in front of Steve.

Chris put his arms on his hips.

“Do you want to put on my pants too?”

“No, no. Thats it, thanks.”, Steve said, trying not to stare at Chris’ huge bulge that appeared in his leather pants after getting back up.

Chris walked next to Steve and sat down onto the step in front of the door. His white wool socks left wet footprints on the driveway.

Nice, wet and sweaty boots, Steve thought.

Steve kicked off his sneakers and took Chris’ boots closer. A whiff of leather and sweat reached Steves nose, turning him on. He slipped his foot into the first boot and got goose bumps. He never felt this way towards Chris before. Or was it his biker attire? Steve wasnt sure. He slipped his other foot into the second boot and failed to close them.

“Let me help you.”, Chris said, kneeling in front of Steve to close his motorcycle boots.

Steve stood up after Chris finished. The boots are incredibly comfy, Steve thought.

He got onto the motorcycle, put on gloves and helmet and drove for 20 minutes. Chris sat back down on the step again. He felt that Steve was kind of weird while putting his boots on. But Chris found weirder, that he kind of liked seeing someone walking around in his clothes. He layed down onto the step and waited for Steve to return.

Steve returned with a big smile on his face.

“This was incredible. I should get a bike too!”, he said.

“It gives a sense of freedom, doesnt it?”, Chris answered.

“Yeah, it really does.”

He got off the bike and handed Chris the jacket back. Steve opened the front door again and Chris put the jacket back on.

“Lets go inside.”

“I’m right behind you.”

Chris entered the house and closed the door. He followed Steve through the house into the living room and sat down on the chair in front of Steve.

“You drink scotch,  right?”, Steve asked.

Chris nodded and Steve poured him a drink and pushed it over to Chris.

“Cheers!”

Both started to drink.

After some hours, many drinks, games and smalltalk, Steve streched out his legs and placed them between Chris’. As Chris looked down, he saw that Steve was still wearing his motorcycle boots.

“I know they’re comfy, but you’re still wearing my boots.”, Chris said.

“Oh, yeah. I really didnt notice them.”, Steve answered, slightly sad that he has to take them off now.

Chris took Steve’s legs and laid them onto his lap. He slowly opened the boots and removed them one by one from Steve’s feet. The smell of Steve’s sweaty feet coming out of his boots was stinging in Chris’ nose, kind of turning him on as his dick got hard. Steve noticed it and wiggled with his toes.

“You like this?”, he asked.

He gently pushed his smelly feet against Chris’ crotch. He loved the feeling of the leather against his feet.

Chris tried to suppress a slight moan but failed.

“Steve, no. This is - ungh - this is wrong. Mmhhh - fuck… I’m so horny since I saw you in my clothes. Especially in my boots.”, Chris said.

“Then why dont we go a step further and you’ll let me wear everything.”, Steve said, still massaging Chris’ crotch with his feet.

Chris is torn.

“No, that wouldnt be right. I have a girlfriend.”

“Hmm, okay.”, Steve said removing his feet from Chris’ crotch.

Chris put his boots back on and took a sip from his drink.

“I think I’ll go to bed now. You can sleep here on the couch.”, Steve said, getting up from the table. “I’ll get you a blanket.”

“Are you angry now, just because I didnt consent?”

“No, no. I’m just a bit tired.”

Chris walked over to the couch and made himself comfortable. Steve handed him a blanket.

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Chris listened to Steve walking up the stairs and closing the bedroom door. After that he pushed the blanket to the side and took off his jacket and shirt.

It’s so hot, I dont know how I can fall asleep, Chris thought. Shortly after he fell asleep deeply.

Steve waited some hours and carefully walked down the stairs again. He tried to make as little noise as possible. He took out a rag drenched in chloroform and got closer to the sleeping Chris. He carefully placed his legs on each side of the couch and laid the rag onto Chris’ face. At first he didnt react but after some seconds Chris started to wake up from the smell. Steve, completely naked, let himself fall onto Chris’ chiseled stomach and now pressed his hands with the rag onto Chris’ nose and mouth. Chris felt Steves dick against his abs and tried to fight him but was already weakened. They struggled some minutes until Chris went unconscious.

Steve left the rag on Chris’ face but got off of his body. He went to the end of the couch and started to remove Chris boots. He loved to see Chris’ white socks beneath. He removed them with his teeth and enjoyed every second of it. After that he opened Chris’ pants and stripped them off of him. He threw them onto the rest of Chris clothes and admired both, the pile and Chris’ muscular unconscious body.

He tied up Chris and waited till morning for him to be conscious again. It was already dawn as he woke up.

Chris noticed how he wasnt able to move and opened his eyes. In front of him was Steve putting on his biker attire.

“Good, you’re awake. You like what you see? Do I turn you on?”, Steve said.

“Steve, what the fuck? Untie me right now! I wont play this kinky shit.”, Chris shouted angrily.

“Well, your member sees this differently.”

Chris looked down at his erect dick and calmed down. Innerly he knew that this was turning him on, he just didnt want to admit it.

Steve was now wearing all of Chris’ clothes but his underpants. He took out his phone and snapped a selfie.

“Damn, I look good in this.”, Steve said, grabbing his erect dick beneath the tight leather pants. “You know, I could use a slight relief. But first, you’ll gonna admire your boots on my feet.”

Steve put his feet directly next to Chris’ face.

“Lick it buddy.”

Without any hesitation, Chris started to work on his boots. It turned Chris on, not to be the hunky alpha male he normally is. It was even more arousing for him that Steve was wearing his biker attire. He cleaned the soles completely and took the whole tip into his mouth to play around it with his tongue.

The look of his hunky best friend licking his own biker clothes while Steve is wearing it made his dick even harder, causing him to shoot a load into Chris’ suit.

He opened the zipper of his pants and pulled out his hard dick. He put his foot back down, grabbed Chris by his ankles and pulled him closer. He placed Chris tied feet on his shoulders and tried to enter Chris’ hole with his hard dick.

“Wait, no! I dont want to be fuuuu-. My god, that feels crazy!”, Chris exclaimed as Steve pushed his throbbing dick inside him. It was a difficult fit, even though Steve’s dick wasnt the biggest. What a firm ass, Steve thought.

“Looks like your body doesnt want to give up your virginity easily.”, Steve said.

Chris could only let out a groan. Steve crammed his flesh deeper inside Chris and started grinding. The pace of Steves thrusts was picking up. Chris started to move uncomfortably, moaning and whining.

“Pleeeaase, stop! It hurts!”, Chris exhaled, trying to untie himself.

“Oh shit! I’ll gonna cum.”, Steve said, awkwardly caressing Chris’ pecks and abs down to his thick cock.

“Then please pull it out. Fuck! Dont cum in me, please!”, Chris whimpered.

Steve further stroked Chris’ dick, causing it to get hard.

“No! I’ll shoot my load right into your tight, virgin ass. Now you’ll feel what it is like to be a bottom like me!”, Steve said feeling that he’s coming.

Chris screamed in agony as his ass filled with Steve’s semen. He whimpered.

“Now, you’ll shoot your load!”, Steve said in a low, lustful tone.

Steve pulled out his dick, still stroking Chris’. He leaned down and took Chris’ fat dick into his mouth. He almost gagged because of it’s size. Chris started to moan between his whimpering. He still tried to release himself from the ties and from Steve’s grip.

Steve sucked in a rhythmic manner and looked like he’s enjoying it.

“I hope you are enjoying this as much as I do.”, Steve mumbled, still having Chris’ dick in his mouth.

Steve sucked further while running his hands over Chris’ abs. Chris on the other hand started to notice that something changed in his body. He saw that it looked like something was getting sucked from his body through his dick.

“Steve. Please, stop! I feel weird! Just look.”, Chris shouted. “Please!”

Steve didnt care to look, he was completely focused on getting Chris to cum. He wanted to swallow this thick seed of his hunky friend. Steve felt that he needed it to find to himself. He played with Chris’ dick in his mouth with his tongue and felt how pre-cum started to drip from Chris’ dick. One hard suck and Chris had a huge orgasm. Steve made sure to swallow every bit of it.

Chris saw in horror how his muscles started to disappear, his chest and belly were starting to grow hair. Grey hair! He felt how he started to grow a beard quickly and that he lost some of his hair. And as if losing his muscles wasnt enough he saw how his legs and belly started to grow. His skin became wrinkled and Chris felt that he got weaker every time Steve swallowed his cum.

At the same time, Chris saw how Steve started to fill out his biker attire more. Not in a fat way. In a muscular way.

He is stealing my muscles, my body, my features!, Chris thought.

Steve sucked Chris’ dick dry and spat it out. It was nothing compared to what it was before, it has shrunken so much.

Steve licked his lips and looked up for the first time again. Steve and Chris looked each other terrified in the eye.

“Shit! What happened to you?!”, Steve shouted.

“You happened! I told you that something was off when you started sucking. You fucker, stole my muscles even your face has now similarities to my old one!”, Chris shouted in anger. He noticed that his voice cracked like an old man.

“Fuck, I didnt know this would happen. Sorry!”, Steve exclaimed. He looked down at his body and was amazed. “Damn, this feels awesome! I feel so strong.”

“Thats my body! Give it back!”

“I will find a way to reverse this Chris. I swear! But first I have to test this body out!”

Steve walked towards the door.

“You cant just leave me here!”, Chris shouted.

“I’m coming back ‘grandpa’. This is something I’ve dreamed off. I’ll get every hunk into my bed with this body!”, Steve said. “And after I’ve finished,  I’ll find a way to give your muscles back.”

“No! You can not do this to me!”, Chris started to whimper. Tears ran down his cheeks. “Those are my muscles. My features. Stay and give them back. Please!”

Steve opened the door and left without saying another word. He could hear Chris scream and cry from the inside.

Steve sat down on Chris’ motorcycle and admired his body again.

“This is amazing. I dont know if want to go back.”, he said to himself. “These clothes also fit perfectly. I should take some more from Chris’ home as my old ones wont fit until we know how this happened.”

He put on the helmet and gloves and drove away.

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Commissioned by @weisnichts

Forced promotion

“That was it.”, Mr. Lee said, packing away his history book. He looked at his desk to see if he missed something. After that he took his sports bag, his history bag and left his classroom. It was already late but Brennan Lee stayed to prepare his lessons for next week.

He walked through the hallway and around a corner where he found Mr. Beck, the janitor.

“Good evening Mr. Beck.”, Brennan said, trying to get past him.

“Good evening Brennan.”, Mr. Beck said blocking the way for Brennan.

“Its Mr. Lee for you, okay?”, Brennan said. “Now let me through, I need to get home.”

Mr. Beck still blocked Brennans way, stepping in front of him when Brennan tries to go around.

“Come on Brennan…Mr. Lee. I’m Dan. Lets get closer and call ourselves by our first name.”, Mr. Beck said. “I’m allowed to call every other teacher by their first name but not you. Why not? If you dont trust me then ask the others when they’re back in school, because right now it’s only the two of us here.”

“Because I prefer it this way.”, Brennan said. “And also because I know what you’re doing in the gym. Sniffing the shoes and underwear of the boys. If I could I would get you fired for this, but I cant. Thats why I’ll stay away from you and so on.”

“I thought I was more cautious.”, Dan said quickly kicking Brennan into his balls.

Dans action surprised Brennan, who now went on his knees panting because of the pain. Dan walked around Brennan, grabbed his tie from behind and started to choke Brennan unconscious. The next few minutes were a struggle for both, Brennan and Dan. A struggle Brennan should win easily as his physique was clearly superior. But the surprise attack from Dan and the pain made it harder for him.

His biceps bulged beneath his white dress shirt as he tried to reach Dan and his own tie. He also tried to get up again but his feet only scraped over the floor wildly.

Dan choked Brennan further until Brennan went limp. Brennan stopped struggling as his arms fell to the side and his legs rested moveless on the floor.

Dan quickly checked Brennan for a heartbeat and he felt one. He now leaned down over the unconscious Brennan. He took Brennans arms and pulled him down the hallway into a classroom. He heaved Brennan face up onto the teacher’s desk. Dan walked around the desk, speaking to Brennan as if he was awake.

“You know Brennan, I always admired you… but not in a good way.”, he said. “You are everything that I’m not. You’re the embodiment of manhood. With your muscles, your handsome face, your beard, your tattoos, the subjects you teach and your suits. You make me sick. No one can be this perfect.”

Dan started to take off Brennans watch and bracelets.

“Why do these suits look so good on you? Its frustrating!”

Dan opened Brennans belt and pulled down his suit pants to reveal Brennans musky Calvin Klein jockstrap. He felt Brennans dick before lifting Brennans legs into the air to look at his ass.

“Yeah, that is something I can work with.”, Dan said.

He removed Brennans pants and jockstrap completely and threw them onto the next table.

Dan took two vials filled with silver and gold liquid out of his pocket.

“You know, Brennan,”, Dan said, “ I have planned this since a long time.”

He opened both vials, drank the gold one and poured the silver one down Brennans throat.

It didnt take long and Brennan was conscious again but he instantly noticed that something was wrong. He could only move his head.

“The fuck you did to me fucker!”, Brennan exclaimed. “If I can move again you wont anymore, I take care of that you fucker.”

“When you’re able to walk again, its already to late for you Brennan. This night will be a night full of sexual torment for you.”

Dan opened his pants and pulled out his small dick.

“Suck it or I will do so much more to you!”, he added.

Reluctantly, Brennan took Dans dick in his mouth. What else would he have been able to do?

Brennan gagged even though Dans dick was small. After an hour Dan pulled out.

“That should be enough lube. Lets take a look at your after.”, Dan said walking around to lift Brennans legs into the air.

Brennan felt how Dan cramped his little stick inside Brennans ass.

The quiet sound of flesh pounding filled the room.

“I dont want to discourage you,”, Brennan said with a chuckle. “but I always thought that if I get raped that it was by a good looking man with a big dick. And not just this.”

“Just wait!”, Dan shouted, trying to cum into Brennan.

He tried to one up his rhythm but nothing helped.

“Well, lets forget that.”, he added.

Dan stripped himself now completely naked and took a bottle out of his pocket.

“Before I do this, I should strip you too. Dont want this nice suit to be ruined.”, he added further.

Dan opened Brennans vest and took it off together with his tie and white dress shirt.

Dan took the bottle and squeezed the thick liquid onto his hands. He applied the lotion lotion all over his body.

“This will make it easier.”, he said. “For both of us.”

He put both of his hands onto Brennans butt.

“Now, this will happen.”, he added. “I’ll climb into you. As soon as I’m in your body you’ll be able to move again but I’ll warn you: if you try to pull me out again it’ll hirt even more. You wont be able to stop me as soon as even partially in you.”

Brennan was horrified. He watched and screamed in agony as Dan started to shove his arms inside Brennan.

As Dans belly button disappeared into Brennan, he felt how he got control over his body again. He quickly sat up straight and grabbed Dans fat legs. He tried to somehow pull the rest of Dan out of him but it felt as if he was pulling on his own intestines. But he continued to pull.

There has to be a way to stop this, he thought.

But then he felt a weird sensation in his body. A tingle that made its way up his body from his butt. A tingle where he felt that he loses control again.

Quickly after that Brennan didnt have control over his arms anymore. They stopped pulling on Dans legs causing them to slide further into Brennan.

Brennan watched in horror how behind his erect dick, Dans last toes were pulled into his own body. That was the last thing that the real Brennan Lee saw.

His eyes rolled back and when they came back it was Dan.

Dan looked at his new erect dick, his abs and his muscular legs. His gaze followed his new legs until it reached Brennans dotted socks and brown dress shoes.

The new Brennan got off the table and stretched his body.

A deep moan could be heard on the room as Dan let Brennans hands ran down his body.

“I’ll definitely get used to this.”, he chuckled with his new deep voice.

He took Brennans shirt and buttoned it halfway up. After that he took Brennans suit pants, pulled them over his shoes and closed the belt.

Dan checked out his new body in the mirror.

“Even though Mr. Lee, I mean I, look stunning in a full suit, I think I should show more of my body.”, Dan said.

He picked up Brennans jockstrap, took a sniff and pushed it into his pocket. He took Brennans tie, vest and bags before he left the building to drive to his new house.

A month later, the only thing people were questioning was the mysterious disappearance of Dan Beck, the janitor.

Dan played the role of Brennan Lee, the beloved sports and history teacher, flawlesly.

He loved his new job as he now had even more opportunities to sniff the jockstraps of his students. He also kept the janitors keys to get access to the lost and found box. Dan even managed to trade Brennans used jockstrap and sport cleats with the ones of the best jock, who was secretly gay. Dan knew that he will never leave Brennans body.

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Idea by @chrislikesboots

Pictures provided by @chrislikesboots

Departure and arrival

I’m working at the airport selling flowers and coffee. Not the best job but the shop is owned by my uncle so I have almost complete freedom. I always wanted to travel often, to work from different places all the time. Now I’m somewhat in hell. I’m so close to flights but I can never enter them as I have to work. I can only dream and watch people live it.

As I was daydreaming about flying away once more, a man caught my eye as his colorful pants separated himself from the rest.

He was tall, handsome, had a beautiful beard and well-groomed hair. He was wearing brown leather boots, light brown/orange pants and a grey shirt. It suited him very well. He was gorgeous for me. The complete opposite of me. I was chubby, started to lose hair, even though I’m only in my mid-twenties, and I dont really had a sense of fashion.

I was dreaming about how he was flying somewhere warm, where he gets to take of his shirt and flex his muscles on the beach. I was daydreaming even further as I realized that someone wanted to buy something. I snapped out of my dream and the man stood right in front of me with a big smile.

“One latte, please.”, he said with a big grin. I had to retract my eyes from his handsome face and white teeth.

“Of course, one moment please.”, I said, taking a paper cup and putting it under the coffee machine.

“Do you have a ticket?”, I asked. I couldnt wait to see where he was travelling to. But he looked confused at me.

“If you have a boarding ticket, you can get everything cheaper in our store.”, I clarified.

“Oh, yeah. I have one.”, he said, taking out his ticket and putting it on the desk. “That’s a really nice service you have here.”

Was he flirting with me?, I thought.

I took the ticket, scanned it for his discount, looked at his destination and gave it back to him.

“Spain, what a nice destination. Especially as the weather here is pretty bad at the moment.”, I said finishing his coffee. “May I ask for work or just for fun.”

“Both.”, he answered. “A bit of work but mostly just for fun.”

I handed him the coffee and he paid.

“You look like you could use some fun too”, he said leaving.

He definitely flirted with me, I thought.

I watched him go and dreamed about being him in Spain. To my surprise, he didnt go to the terminals to start the check in, but he went to the toilet. He opened the door, turned around and looked at me, raised an eyebrow and disappeared into the bathroom.

I was shocked and turned on at the same time. Did he want me to follow him?, I thought.

I looked around and decided to follow him. I told my uncle that I have to go for a short moment and he excused me.

I followed the man into the toilet but no one was there as I entered.

The man came out of a cabin and grinned.

“We’re all alone. Come on, lock the door.”, he said. And I did. I locked the main door from the inside so that we couldnt get disturbed. I may had no idea what he wanted but I was so horny for him that I didnt care.

“I saw your looks.”, he said. “And you are completely my type.”

“I’m your type? Come on, look at me. I’m fat. I’m totally not in your league.”, I said a little intimidated.

He stepped towards me.

“Look.”, he said running his hands over my a little too tight shirt. “I have a thing for chubby boys.”

“Boy? Do I look So childlike?”, I asked shocked.

“Well, you look a lot younger than me.”, he said. “I’m Lucas by the way.”

He grabbed my head and kissed me gently. I loved the feeling of his lips. They were so soft and his beard a bit scratchy.

Lucas took a step back.

“Strip.”, he said. I was shocked as I thought that he would take them off. But I started anyways as I opened my laces, kicked off my shoes and took off my socks. I tried to take off my shirt but I was struggling with it. Lucas helped me getting it off and then continued with my jeans. He took them and my underpants off, leaving me naked in front of him.

He kneeled down and lifted my belly to start sucking my dick. It didn’t take long until I moaned by the pleasure. It was the best feeling I ever had. His beard tingled slightly but his lips and mouth were a pleasant surprise. It felt as if this wasnt his first blowjob. He sucked further and further until I came. And he took it all in one gulp.

He stood up and we kissed aggressively until his back hit a highboy. He pushed me away, causing me to fall backwards. After that, Lucas pulled himself up onto the highboy with a big grin.

“And now you strip me.”, he said holding his foot out for me.

I quickly took off his boots and socks. After that I opened his pants and pulled them down. To my surprise greeted me his hard dick instead of underpants. He giggled as he saw my surprised face. I continued by unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his watch and rings.

He got down from the highboy and turned me around. He hugged me from behind and layed his chin on my shoulder.

“You’ll gonna like this.”, he whispered into my ear right as I felt something getting stuck up into my butt.

“Oh, it’s so tight. Is this your first time?”, Lucas asked. I just nodded in pain.

The sound of my fat cheeks hitting his muscular hips filled the air.

He increased the pace with every thrust until he came. As he pulled out his dick, I felt how the pain became even stronger.

I was completely out of breath and I heard him panting too.

“Thanks, chubby.”, he said.

As I turned around to face him, I saw that he already wanted to dress up again as he lifted his pants from the ground. I took them out if his hands and threw them back to the ground. He looked confused.

“Thats it? Really?”, I asked furious.

“Well, I never said I wanted more.”, he answered.

I stormed at him and we struggled to the ground. Lucas tried to fight me off and I tried to overpower him.

He managed to get out if my grasp and tried to stand up but I grabbed him by his ankle and pulled him back down. His fall must have hurt as he was panting on the ground after it. I quickly sat down on his back and secured his arms.

“You’ll gonna like this.”, I whispered in his ear.

“No, please. You dont have to do th-”, Lucas didnt even manage to end his sentence as I pushed my dick into his hole.

“Uugh, fuck. It feels so much bigger than it looks.”, he said. “Please - aagh - stop! It hurts so bad.”

But I didnt stop. With every thrust I felt better and his hole became wider.

I grabbed him by his man bun and lifted his head.

“Its so tight. Is this your first time?”, I asked him uppish.

He groaned under pain and nodded.

“You’ll remember this day as the day when chubby got what he wanted from you.”, I said letting go of his man bun.

I thrusted even faster until I shot my load.

Lucas cried silently as I shot my load into his hairy ass. As I wanted to pull out my dick, his cheeks tensed up, making my dick stuck. I tried to pull it out but my dick didnt move a single inch.

Only then I noticed that I didnt hear a thing from Lucas anymore. I lifted his head again to tell him to relax but he suddenly started to move uncontrollably. His muscles were twitching as if he had a seizure. I tried to relax him, but I passed out on top of him.

As I started to regain my consciousness, I felt the cold floor beneath me.

Looks like I fell off of Lucas, I thought. But then I felt something heavy on top of me moving. It stood up. I rolled around and opened my eyes to see my body standing in front of me. It looked as surprised as I was.

“What did you do?”, it said looking down at me and then back at his body. “You stole my body, you little filth!”, it said.

I didn’t understand what he meant. Only as I tried to stand up I noticed my muscular arms and legs. I was now towering over my old body. I was in Lucas body.

He attacked me and we struggled again.

“You cant do this to me. I dont want to be chubby!”, he started crying.

“This wasnt my intention. But now you wont get it back. I always wanted to have a body like this. I also thought that you had a thing for chubby bodies.”, I said while overpowering him.

He fell to the ground.

“Stay down!”, I said. “I’m now Lucas. I’ll meet my best friend Jorge in Spain and you wont.”

“Wait, how do you know…”, Lucas stammered in my old body. “Oh god, I know your life too. Please we have to change back. I want to live my life, not yours.”

“This is your life now!”, I said. I slapped him so hard that I knocked him out. I was watching my old body for quite some time. I’ll probably never see my family again, but thats okay if I’ll stay in this body, I thought.

I put on Lucas clothes, inhaled his nice smell, took his luggage, unlocked the door and left.

I had the best time of my life in Spain. His job as a model was pretty easy and the rest of my time I’ve spent on the beach or at the park, showing of my new body. I’ll never go back to where I was with my life before. Lucas is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

What? You expected someone else?

Well your husband owed me a lot but he couldnt repay me so I took from him what I desired the most.

What that is? First of all, this incredible body. It suits my face perfectly. Second, I’ll took his motorcycle. I always wanted to drive one.

Where your husband is now? Probably wandering around somewhere wondering what happened to him.

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I’m trying something new with this. These are some shorts I can write quickly between my bigger stories.

“Shit. I have to hide somewhere”,  I thought. “The cops will be here soon”

I look around the mall, seeing people shopping happily. I pull my backpack even tighter and walk straight forward trying to get myself lost in the crowd of people shopping.

I got myself into this bad situation. Ever since the black market was flooded with the bodysuit serum and other enhancers, crime rate sky-rocketed. I was one of them too. Before I started robbing banks I was an athlete in a circus. Heavily underpaid of course. One day I got my hands on the serum and on a kind of time enhancer. I used both of them on myself and now I can turn everyone I want into a bodysuit. With the Enhancer I can move much faster than every other person and I’m so much more agile. I often turn old men into suits to rob a bank. No one expects them to be a thief but this time I messed up. Someone managed to call the police while I was robbing the bank and now they’re following me.

So I walk through the mall, pulling my cap deeper down. I search for an unsecured exit but security is everywhere. But then I see a possible way out. I rush towards the men toilets and look around if no one got suspicious of me. Inside the bathroom I looked around for a new skin. At first I thought I was alone until I heard someone pulling up his pants and flush. I stand in front of the cabin door and prepare to ambush whoever is in the cabin. The lock turns, door opens and a shirtless muscle jock comes out. He looks at me confused and I look confused too but then I remember the sign. The toilets are shared by the mall and the gym next to it.

The jock wants to say something but I push him back into the cabin. He falls onto the closed toilet.

He looks perplexed by the fact that an old man managed to push him back. I close and lock the door behind me.

“What the -”, he isnt able to speak any further as I grabbed his nipples to start the transformation.

While his body deflates I’m admiring his godly physique. Big pecs, beautiful abs and great biceps. I admire his handsome face, wild hair and his nice tanned skin.

As he deflates further he’s losing his clothes. His shoes and socks slip from his feet and his wallet falls out of his pocket. I lift it up to see who I’ll be for the next few days.

Joshua Hunter, 27, resident in San Francisco. Nice.

He deflated completely and I start to strip myself. After that I peel off the old mans skin. I pull it over my head, take my arms out of it and woggle it down my body until I can step out of it.

Joshuas shorts and boxer briefs fell to the ground as I lifted his skin. I stretched his mouth wide and stepped into him. Even though I have an athletic body too, it was impossible for me to fill his skin. I position my legs inside his and pull it up further.y arms enter the bodysuit and I pull it over my shoulders. If anyone would see me right now would think that I was standing here in a way too big, dumb looking muscle suit. As I positioned my dick inside his, mine felt so small in comparison.

Everything arranged I pull his face over mine and the transformation began. The loosely fitting skin starts to fit better as I feel how my muscles grow to his size. It was the first time that I took a body that was buffer than my own and it filled myself with testosterone. My blood was rushing through my body and I got a boner. My cock, still growing in size to Match Joshuas, started to twitch.

I sat down on the toilet as his memories started to flood my brain. I saw his friends, his career as a model, his memories of masturbating himself to sleep and so much more. As I sorted his memories I noticed that the transformation had finished and that my now thick cock was spurting pre-cum. I opened my backpack and put my old skinsuit and clothes on top of the money I stole from the bank. I took Joshuas clothes and put them on. I opened the cabin door and checked myself out in the mirror.

As I wanted to leave the bathroom 2 officers entered the bathroom.

“Hey you!”, one of them shouted.

My heart started beating faster.

My heart started to beat faster.

“Yes, officer. How can I help?”, I answered.

“Have you seen an older man, between 55 and 70 years old, coming through here?”, the other asked.

“You mean the creepy guy with a backpack who ran through the gym? Yeah, he left tje gym.”, I lied.

“Thank you for your help.”, one said as they walked through the gym towards the door.

Now I’ll go home to test my new body. I’ll definitely enjoy the time as Joshua Hunter.

Does the uniform make the man?

Nathan, Elijah, Noah and Liam were best friends. The four do everything together. Noah being the last one turning 21, they celebrated that their lives begin only now to the fullest. Liam was the Oldest one of the four, even growing a slight beard. Elijah was the tallest and Nathan had the best hair. For Noah’s birthday party, Liam managed to get some drugs. The four met in the middle of the night on a remote hill. They drank and had fun together, Elijah and Nathan were totally drunk as Liam took out the drugs.

“Are those… why and how did you get them?”, Noah asked.

“Well we’re all 21 now. I thought that we should celebrate this by doing something new.”, Liam answered.

“Waitaminute…”, Nathan stammered. “Arent those bad?”

“Yes they are, you shouldnt have those.”, said a voice behind the four guys.

All of them turned around to see a police officer standing in front of them.

“Hand them over kid. And your identity card.”, he said.

Elijah, the gay one from the group, checked out the cop. He was tall, about 6"1, had middle long dark hair, stubble beard and a good fitting uniform. He was totally Elijahs type. Elijah, still drunk, stood up to hook up with the cop, but Nathan pulled him down again before he could say anything.

Liam handed over the drugs and his identity card. The officer stowed the drugs in one of his pockets of his cargo pants and noted down the information from Liams identity card.

“You’ll be registered for drug possession Liam. I’ll let the rest of you go with a warning. If I find you again doing something like this, you’ll be registered too.”, the cop said, handing the card back to Liam. “All of you should go home.”

The cop turned around and left.

The four met the next day again. Liam was furious.

“We could’ve overpowered him”, he said.

“That could have brought us in an even worse situation.”, Noah said.

“Well, I’m in a very bad spot right now. I wont be able to get my job if I’m registered.”, Liam walked from one end of the room to the other.

“We could infiltrate the station by night and delete your profile.”, Elijah said.

“Thats way too risky.”, Nathan said.

“But it could work.”, Liam and Noah answered.

The four put together a plan to infiltrate the station. In the evening they observed the station until every cop left the building.

“Everyone left, we can sneak in.”, Liam answered.

They sneaked towards the back of the station and cracked a window open. They climbed through it into the building. They stood inside the monitoring room. Elijah got onto the computer to search the database.

“You’re not in here Liam. Looks like the cop lied to us.”, he said

“Good,  than we can disable the security cameras to navigate freely through the station.”, Liam said. He got onto the computer and disabled them.

“But why? We did what we wanted to do.”, Nathan said. Noah agreed.

“I’m gonna take my drugs back. They were expensive.”, Liam answered. “And we could take some money from the vault if we’re already here.”

“Well, I like the latter.”, Elijah said.

“Lets split up to search the vault and the keys for it.”, Liam said.

They split up and searched for the vault.

Nathan opened a door to be let down. Just the toilets, he thought. He closed the door and moved on towards the next room. He opened the door and turned on the lights. “Jackpot.”, he said, while stroking his dick in his jeans. He found the locker room and in front of him laid a freshly used uniform, complete with underwear, boots, keys and watch. He took the briefs and sniffed them. This will be great, he said to himself.

Liam, Noah and Elijah met at the vault.

“Has anyone of you seen Nathan?”, Noah asked.

“No, but I bet that he’ll be here soon. The station isnt that big and the area he was searching through was even smaller.”, Elijah answered.

“But what if a cop found him?”

“Everyone left, we counted them. Remember?”, Liam said. “Anyone found a key?”

“I found one that looked important, but I dont know if it fits.”, Elijah answered. He walked towards the vault console and tried to use the key with no success.

“You guys need a helping hand?”, said a deep voice behind the three. They turned around shocked to see a cop standing in front of them in full uniform, gun in the holster. The cop raised an eyebrow and gestured slightly with his hands. Elijah checked him out and noticed that it was the same cop from last night. The same long dark hair, now slicked back, the same good looking face with the slight beard and the good fitting uniform, only that the pants were now tucked inside his boots.

“Get him!”, Liam shouted and pushed towards the cop, who couldnt react in time and got pushed to the ground. Noah and Elijah both grabbed one of the cops arms and hold them tight to the ground. The cop struggled to free himself.

“Wait guys, stop this. Its me -”, the cop tried to say but Liam pushed a wet rag against his face. The cop felt how he got slowly weaker: the rag was trenched in chloroform.

“We’re gonna knock you out, strip you out of your uniform and take it home, tie you up to humiliate you when ypur collegues come back tomorrow and we’ll take your keys for the vault.”, Liam said angrily.

The three thought that they managed to knock the cop out as he stopped to fight back. Suddenly the cop managed to kick Liam away from him. The rag fell to the ground and the cop grasped for air.

“It’s me, Nathan!”, the cop shouted. His eyes were filled with fear. Elijah and Noah looked shocked but they didnt let go of his arms.

“Prove it.”, Liam said, getting back up.

“Eh… eh… I looked like this after I put on the complete uniform. Maybe I turn into my old self if I dont wear the complete uniform anymore.”, the cop said.

Liam grabbed the cops right foot and yanked of the combat boot. He looked at the cop and let the boot fall to the ground. Elijah took the boot ans sniffed it.

“He smells so good.”, he mumbled.

“And? Did I change back?”, the cop said.

“Nope.”, Liam answered.

“Then… ask me questions only you guys and I, Nathan, could answer.”

“Where did we meet today?”, Noah asked.

“At your home. Elijah was late as always.”, the cop answered.

“He could’ve watched us after last night. That isnt a good question.”, Liam said.

“If you are Nathan, why did you pull me back down last night?”, Elijah asked.

“Well, you were drunk as fuck and wanted to hook up with this body right? Your type didnt change since you were 13 and he totally fits that category.”, the cop answered.

“Yeah, you’re Nathan.”

“One last question to really prove it.”, Liam said. “When did we first meet?”

“In Kindergarten. We hated each other at first as you took my toys.”, Nathan said.

Elijah and Noah let go of his arms. All three stood up.

Nathan in his new body towered over them.

“How did you get like this?”, they asked.

“You know I have a thing for uniforms and I found the locker room. There was a used uniform so I put it on. Just for fun, I wanted to see if it suits me but then it changed me to this. The funny part is that I can remember everything this body I’m in,  Josh, went through.”, Nathan answered.

“Are there more?”, Elijah asked.

“Yeah! I saw three other uniforms.”

Elijah and Liam finished putting their uniform on and transformed too. Noah struggled a bit binding the laces from his boots.

“Isnt this great?”, Nathan said. “I could imagine spending the rest of my life as Josh.”

“Yeah, I could get used to this.”, Elijah said.

All four of them spend the whole morning exploring their new bodies.

At 6am they heard someone entering the building. The door of the locker room opened and a collegue entered the room. He looked surprised.

“Josh, Damian, Nathaniel and Sam. I didnt think that the squad would be here so early.”, he said and chuckled.

“Well, sometimes you have to change some things in your life.”, Nathan said as Josh.

“So true.”

The four left the locker room.

“What do you think: cop squad forever?”, Nathan asked.

“Hell yeah.”, the others answered.

The four posed in front of their new car for a photo to remember the start of their new life.

Enough is enough

This is me. I’m stuck with my annoying roommate Ryan because of this stupid pandemic. Before all of this happened, he let me go. He ignored me. We shared an appartement because both of us studied. I was searching for a place to stay and he allowed it as long as I’m paying part of the rent.

Now with the pandemic, everything changed. He annoys me and threatens me to kick me out if I’m not doing his exercises for his course of studies. I comply as he is this typical jock you know. Probably played football in highschool.

I, on the other hand, am a scrawny nerd. Not as tall as him, definitely no muscles and so on.

But one day he went to far. He brought me new tasks even though I was already behind with my own tasks.

“You’ll do them for me as I’m leaving soon. Going on a date.”, he said. He was already dressed for it.

“On a date? Again? This is the fifth girl you hooked up in only three days. Dont you think it is wrong to do this right now in the middle of a pandemic?”, I replied. I knew that I could get in trouble because of this, but I had an ace up my sleeve is something goes south.

His expression cjanged fro  happiness to anger.

“Listen close, scrawny! My lovelife isnt something you should think about. Finish my tasksand you’ll be fine. One more remark and I’ll kick you out.”, he shouted.

That was it. I jumped towards him and managed to bring him down. I kicked him in the nuts and knocked him out.

I never saw him unconscious before and I realized again why he gets so many women. He was incredibly handsome. He could wear a trashbag and still look good.

I never dared to tell him that I was gay. Of course I also had fantasies ablut him. I thought that he would kick me out if he knew it.

I opened the website I found about body hopping. I followed the instructions and took off my clothes. After that I stripped him.

I took of his beautiful brown dress shoes and his black socks. Followed by his grey jeans and underpants. I stripped him off his jacket and pullover. I unbuttoned his shirt and took it off as well as his watch.

I followed the instructions further and laid straight on top of him. The tips of our dicks had to touch. I put my arms around his back, closed my eyes and rolled us around.

As I opened my eyes I was looking at the floor. As I stood up I saw Ryans arms. It worked, I was now in Ryans body.

I put his clothes back on and cancelled my date. I downloaded Grindr onto Ryans phone and took a nice pic to use. I knew I’d hook up with a cute gay jock tonight.

Becoming Officer Bradley part 2

I grabbed him by his ankles and pushed my in comparison small dick into his tight hole.

Aiden let out a deep moan. I started to raise the tempo with every thrust until I shot into my boy.

“Mmph… fuck, it feels-so good-but-it burns.”, he said.

I noticed that he was reaching his climax too but I forbid him to shoot his load.

I could see how he struggled to hold it in but he succeded. I took two pills out of a drawer and let him swallow one. The other one went down my throat. I placed him with his back against a wall and prepared myself mentally to swap bodies.

I thought about this mountain of muscle I’ll control soon, about his deep voice, his massive cock.

I shook my body and walked backwards to Aiden. He grabbed me, lifted me into the air and slid his massive cock into my ass, just as I told him. As he pushed himself further in, I thought I’d pass out from the pain. His arms were wrapped around my torso like snakes pushing me against him.

I put my arms around his neck.

“Do it.”, I said. He grabbed my hips and started to push us together. As we started to melt together I felt an unknown sensation. It didnt feel like his cock was in me, it felt as if it was mine. I could feel the pent up cum in it. He pressed further and a tingle spread through my lower body. I couldnt feel my legs anymore, but I could feel Aidens big bubble butt.

His hands moved upwards, pushing my upper body against his abs. It sounded as if a suction cup unsticked. I felt how my upper body got pulled into his. Aiden started to grunt, partly because of the pain. It almost completely entered him. Only my neck, head and arms were sticking out.

Next up, Aiden pushed our heads together. With his strong hands it felt as if he would crush my skull but suddenly after that, my vision was like 8 inches higher. It was on his height. Our heads had finally merged. I was now in control of his body except the arms and legs. Aiden, still somewhere in this body grabbed my left arm and pushed it into his. After that I could control his left arm. I took his right arm and pushed it against mine to merge it.

All of this was incredibly exhausting. I had now full control over Aidens, now mine, upper body. I let my hands run over my sweaty abs, over my now massive cock until I had reached my old legs. My feet were hanging in the air as Aiden was so much taller. I pressed them against Aidens legs. As they started to merge,  I thought that I could feel them again but I noticed shortly after that, that I started to feel Aidens legs. My old legs now completely submerged, I had full control over Aidens body. I felt every muscle in his body. I knew everything he learned, everything he experienced.

I concentrated my thoughts on this body and made a step back. My old body left my new one and fell face first to the ground.

It stood up and faced me directly. His hard dick wobbled up and down, just like mine.

“Who are you?”, I asked. It should be Aiden but in my body with my name.

“Simon Dougherty. Your servant.”, he said.

Good, I thought.

I picked him up beneath his armpits and walked with him towards the bench. It was unbelievable easy to lift him, now that I was the strong one. While walking to the bench, I could feel a slight pain in my ass and my old cum leaking out of it.

I placed Aiden, now Simon, on the bench and spread his legs. I carefully slid my massive dick into his tight hole. With every thrust I shot a load into him. Only after a few seconds he passed out. I for myself could continue for hours, thanks to the stamina of my new body. I layed down next to him and slept.

As I woke up, Simon was already stroking over my muscular legs. It was 4am, time to put on the uniform.

I ordered Simon to jerk off while watching me putting it on. I took his old jockstrap, put it up to my nose and after that slipped it over my muscular thighs. I continued with his otc socks, pulling them up completely. After that I got into his shirt and vest. I attached his police badge back onto the vest. I stepped into his pants and pulled them up. They fit tightly around my muscular legs. I secure it with my utility belt. After that I put on my combat boots, tucked my pants in and lifted them up. I ordered Simon to tie them.

As Simo  finished tieing them, it was completed. I stole the life of Aiden Bradley, a hot cop. I took a pair of sunglasses out of my vest and put them on.

I wanted to leave the building as I remembered Simon. I turned around.

“Put on your clothes, go home and think ablut your life.”, I ordered him.

I left the building to start my new life and never looked back.

Becoming Officer Bradley part 1

I was sitting alone in the room I’d rented for my special project. Some days ago I got pulled over and should have gotten a speeding ticket. Of course I did this intentionally. I looked out for the cop who was on oatrol that day and drove with 18mph over limit past him. He pulled me over and wanted to give me a speeding ticket. I excused myself that my child was sick and that I had to drive home fast. I gave him a card that he could get some free massages if he would let me go with a warning. Of course He didnt know that this was all a bait. He agreed.

Now waiting in this room I hoped that this hunk would enter. And he finally came.

It already got dark outside but I saw how his police car drove onto the driveway. As he entered with big steps I remembered why I chose him. Standing about 6"4, he was intimidating with his muscular physique, big biceps, broad shoulders, big hands, muscular calves,…

He had this cheeky but nice grin no one could resist. As he entered he looked around.

“Looks like you have nothing to do.”, he said. His deep baritone voice made me shiver.

“My last customer left an hour ago.”, I lied.

He pulled the card out of one of his vest pockets.

“I want to redeem this.”, he said.

He holds it into the air. I acted as if I didnt recognise it from the start.

“Oh yeah, of course.”, I answered. I gestured towards a massage bench. “Which ones do you want?” I handed him a card with multiple kind of massages. He sat down on the bench and reads the card. He chuckled at one point, looked at me and then read further. I bet he read my feet massage.

He handed the card back and looked at me, again with his cheeky smile.

“You know, after such a long day of work, my feet are really tired. And after that I’ll take a back massage.”, he said quiet cocky.

“Good choices. Do you want anything else? Maybe something to drink?”, I said.

He laid down onto the bench, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“I’ll take a glass of water.”

I went into a back room and mixed a sleeping pill into a glass of water and brought it to him. It would make the future process easier. He took and glass and a big sip out of it.

“Do you want me to straighten up the bench?”, I asked. I hoped for a yes so he would see how I’d work on his feet until he was completely servant.

“Yeah, that’d be great.”, he answered.

I pulled up the head part of the bench and sat down at his feet. They looked incredibly massive in those black combat boots. I could no other than letting out a gasp because of it. He chuckled.

“I know I have big feet.”, he said. From this position he looked really nice. What a shame.

I took his left foot in my hand and searched for a zipper but it didnt have one so I untied his laces. It took some time as it was tied really tightly. As I finally managed to pull his first combat boot off by having one hand at the heel and one at the tip, his formerly tucked in pants fell onto his ankle. I wanted so bad to raise his boot to my noise but it had to wait as he was watching. I put it to the ground and as I turned to his ither boot I could finally smell his sweaty feet. It was a real turn on and I was happy that he couldnt see how my dick raised against my pants. I untied his second boot. This time I had to wiggle it a bit more to get it off. He finished his glass water and relaxed.

“Do you want me to keep your socks on?”, I asked. I just wanted to see his bare feet.

“Ehh… keep ‘em on.”, he said. His face looked kind of confused.

“Alright. I always ask customers what they prefer.”, I said. He nodded and leaned back again. I started to massage his left foot. I made sure to hit the spots to make him completely servant. He started to moan silently and closed his eyes. It looked like he enjoyed it. I finished his left foot and took on his right one. He must’ve liked it so much that he started to touch his dick beneath his good looking pants. Good, he’s loaded there too. It showed that my technique started to work. As I finished I took both of his combat boots in my hands. Without opening his eyes he said:“If you’re finished, you can put my boots back on.”

“Well, there is this thing I always wanted to do.”, I said.

He leaned forwards and opened his eyes. He looked incredibly tired. Another proof that it’s working.

“What exactly do you want?”, he asked not so nice anymore.

“It feels so wrong to bribe a cop.”, I said holding a $50 bill. I made a pause. “I’d love to smell your boots and socks.”

“Oh, you’re one of those. I’ve heard of you guys. People who live to smell people’s dirty feet.”, he gestures to hand him the bill. I do so. “Go ahead. Knock yourself put.”, he said, putting the bill away.

I raised his boot to my nose and took a deep breath. His smell overwhelmed me. Such a manly smell. I could imagine just by this smell what he did the whole day with his imposing, good looking body in this sexy uniform. I licked the inside of his boot and he didnt notice it. Next, I rolled up one of leg of his pants till I reached his knee. He wiggled his toes on the yellow tip of his sock. I ran my fingers down his leg until I reached the start of his black otc socks. I pulled it over his muscular calve to his feet and then off of it. I took a deep breath as he said:“Now put 'em back on.”

“Well…”, I pulled out another bill.

“Yeah?”, he didnt seem to be turned off by me.

“Can I lick your sole?”

“Hmm… I’ll do it for twice of that.”, he pointed to the bill. I took out another and handed them over.

I let my tongue slide over his bare foot, from heel to his toes. I started to suck on each toe as his body started to twitch slightly. That was it. It was done.

I stood up, the young cop’s eyes followed.

“Who are you?”, I asked with my firmest voice.

“Police off… I-I’m your boy. Aiden Bradley.”, the cop stammered.

“Good boy.”

I pulled off my shoes and put his combat boots on. They were way too big for me but it still felt great and got my blood pumping through my dick. I tucked my cargo pants in and tied the laces. I walked around the bench so I could stand behind him. I took his police badge and waved it in front of his face. “Looks like you wont need them anymore.”

I started to take off his heavy vest by opening the velcro and the zipper beneath it. I pulled both of his muscular arms out of the vest and put it next to me on the ground.

I opened his heavy equipment belt and put it to the ground. I unzipped his pants to pull his shirt out of it. I started to unbutton it slowly, feeling his chest muscles beneath the tight fitting shirt. I pushed him forwards to pull it off of him. I grabbed him by his breast muscles and pulled himself back towards me. I walked around the bench again.

I started to peel off his other sock. Next I grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him towards me, his calves now hanging in the air. I grabbed his uniform pants und pulled them off of him. I pushed the crotch area against my face and took a deep breath. The sweet smell of cum and sweat filled my nose. I dropped them to admire that beefcake in front of me. Aiden Was just sitting there wearing nothing but a small jockstrap, smiling at me.

“Who’s the boss now?”, I asked with a devilish grin.

“You are.”, he answered.

“Stand up boy.”

He got off of the bench and stood in front of me. He was towering over me by at least 8 inches. Even though I was wearing his boots and he didnt. I ran my fingers over his sweaty abs until I reached his jockstrap. With a quick pull it was laying on his feet. He stepped out of it.

“Now be close to me and strip me off my clothes.”, I ordered and he followed.

He turned me around and pressed his hips and dick against my back. I felt how it pulsated and pre-cum dripped against my shirt. He carefully unbuttoned it with his massive hands. Standing there I could smell his manly sweat.I turned my head to smell his armpits. He pulled my shirt off and opened my belt pants. He turned me around again. His dick now touched my flat and pale belly and mine grazes his inner thigh. Only now being so close to him, I realised how tan he was. It definitely complemented his abs.

He bowed down to lift at first my left and then my right feet to untie and pull off his old boots and my socks. After that he pulled off my pants. He looked surprised that I didnt wear something beneath as my dick popped out of it right in front of his head.

While I bet that his beautiful lips would give an amazing blowjob I pulled him up on his feet and pushed him onto the bench again.

“Spread your legs boy!”, I ordered. He lifted his massive legs to reveal his hole. I couldnt believe I was losing my viriginity to this beefcake.

Little help

“Shit, I’m late.”, Michael thought as he put on his watch. He slipped into his nice black dress shoes and corrected his tie in the mirror.

He took his jacket and left his appartement. He tried to take the elevator but it took him too long to arrive so He took the stairs. The sound of his heels hitting the ground with every step echoed through the stairwell. He never ran down the stairs as fast as on this day. He finally left the building and walked down the street. He became nervous thinking about the presentation he has to hold in front of his boss this afternoon. The presentation could be his ticket for a seat on the council of the company he works at.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hardly even noticed that he was stopping because he subconsciously noticed something in an alley. Michael observed the alley and saw a man waving him over. Michael knew that he shouldnt go into the alley as that would be one of the places were murder happen or someone gets raped. But Michael always wants to help people if they are in trouble and this man looked like he could need some help.

“I still have 5 hours till my presentation. I can fill up my working hours after that.”, Michael thought.

He entered the alley carefully, trying to watch out for any trap. He stopped 6 feet away from the man. Michael could now see that the man was probably his age and he looked hispanic. His hair looked well-groomed but he was definitely chubby. He only wore some dirty socks which had holes, underpants and a dirty shirt.

“Is everything okay?”, Michael asked.

“I accidentally locked myself out of my apartment, two days ago.”, he answered with a jeavy accent. He pointed towards a door on his right side. “The shop owner on the other side of the street has a second key for it. I cant go over like this.” His hands made a move towards his dirty clothes.

Michael didnt know what to do. He felt uncomfortable in this situation. “Should I go over and ask the owner to give it to me?”

“He wouldnt. He’ll only gibe the key to me.”, the man answered. He made a pause. “Could I borrow your good looking suit so I can go and get the key?”, he asked.

Michael was irritated. He never thought someone would ask a question like this.

“The shirt, pants and shoes would be enough too. No need for a tie.”, he added.

Michael was tempted to do it. He wanted to help this man so bad. “But what if the man wouldnt return with my suit?”, Michael thought.

“I’m sorry, but I wont take off my suit. I’m already late for work. I hope someone will help you.”, Michael answered politely.

“Come on man, just for 10 minutes and I’ll give it back.”, the man begged.

“The answer is no.”, Michael said and turned around to leave. He was almost on the main street again as he felt a pull on his right foot. As he looked down he saw that he only wore his left shoe anymore. Michael turned around and saw the man holding Michaels shoe his hand. “Only your pants and your other shoe, please.”, he begged.

“Give me back my shoe now or I’ll call the police you filthy homeless!”, Michael answered briskly.

The man threw the shoe in front of Michael and mumbled an okay as he walked towards the back of the alley again.

Michael kneeled down to put on his shoe again and went to work after that.

He thought alot about the encounter at work. In the afternoon, the presentation went great. Michael got his seat at the council.

Over the next few days Michael forgot about the crazy man in the alley until he walked past it one evening. Michael thought that he heard something and watched the alley. He remembered the man from a few days ago and left towards his appartement. He took the elevator and opened his door. Michael entered his bedroom and wanted to undress. He bend over to untie his shoes as he felt a painful hit at the back of his head. Michael collapsed unconscious immediately.

As he woke up Michael noticed that something was tied around his ankles and wrists. Michael opened his eyes to see that he was tied to his bed, still wearing his suit and shoes. He tried to free himself until he noticed someone standing in the shadow of the corner.

“You wont be able to free yourself,  even though you have those muscles.”, a voice with a heavy accent said.

Michael knew that accent. It was the man from the alley.

“How did you get in here?”, Michael shouted in disbelief.

“That doesnt matter.”, he answered. “What matters, is that you didnt help me back then but now you will.” He stepped out of the corner, revealing that he still wore his dirty clothes. “I lost my job because of you.  Because you didnt want to lend me your suit.”

Michael was shocked.

“But now I’m here for revenge.”, he said with a devilish grin. “I mixed something together while you were at work.” He walked over to a drawer and took out a bottle filled with a black liquid and a glass. He poured the liquid into the glass and sat down next to Michael. He grabbed Michaels throat causing him to open his mouth. The man poured the liquid into Michaels mouth and made him swallow it.

Michael felt how his body started to feel numb. He wasnt able to move anymore.

The man untied Michael and started to run his hand over his suit. He laid down next to Michael and pulled Michael towards him So that Michael was laying in the mans lap, between his legs.

“What are you doing? Stop that!”, Michael said, trying to get his body to move.

The man let his fingers run over Michaels muscular body again. He played with Michaels nipples beneath the tight shirt.

Michael felt how the mans dick was rising and pushing against his back.

The man grabbed Michaels head by the back and pushed him forwards. He pulled of the suits jacket and let Michaels back fall against his belly. He took Michaels tie off and opened some buttons of the shirt. He pushed his hands beneath the shirt to touch Michaels abs. He took them out again and pushed them into Michaels pants. He fondled with his balls for some time until he pulled his hands out again.

The man pushed Michael to the side, left the bed and walked towards Michaels feet. He grabbed him by his ankles and pulled Michael towards him. He opened Michaels belt and pulled pants and underpants down to the ankle. He pulled his own underpants down, revealing a throbbing dick, and lifts Michaels legs into the air. He placed the legs onto his shoulders and strokes over Michaels otc gold-toe-socks and his hairy leg.

“Now you will feel how sorry you are for not helping me!”, the man said grabbing Michael by the hips.

“Please, dont do this. Please.”, Michael whimpers.

The man pushed his thick cock into Michaels hole. Michael mourned because of the pain. The man pushed in a fast rythm and shot his load into Michael. Happy with what he did to Michael, the man now stripped himself and Michael completely naked.

He took Michaels socks and put them on, followed by his underpants and pants. As he put on Michaels suit, Michael noticed a change in appearence at his own body and with the hispanic man. Michael himself started to loose his muscles and the hispanic started to loose his belly and gain muscles. The man giggled at Michaels surprised looking face. He put on the shirt, tugged it into the pants and tied the tie around his neck. At this point, Michael had lost all of his muscles and gained a small chubby belly. The man on the other hand now filled Michaels suit with his muscles.

“And now the finishing touch!”, the man said.

He took both dress shoes and sniffed them. Michael could see how the dick moved beneath the pants. He was disgusted by the fact that the man managed to switch muscles just by putting on Michaels most beloved suit.

The man put both shoes on, bowed down and tied the laces. As he got up again. Michael looked at his own face. He didnt want to think about the fact, that he could look like the hispanic man now.

“Look at me. Dont I look fabulous?”, the man said.

“Give me my body back!”, Michael screamed. “You May look like me, bit you still have that heavy accent!”

The man giggled and ran his hands over his now muscular body. “Watch this.”, he said.

He grabbed the jacket and put it on.

“How do I sound now?”, the man asked with Michaels deep voice.

“Thats not possible!”, Michael said. He was shocked as he heard himself with the thick accent the hispanic man had.

The man laid down again next to Michael and ran his fingers over Michaels now chubby body.

“I’ll slightly miss this body.”, he said. “But I’m more than pleased with yours Michael. Thanks to you I can now live a new life. I got a job again, where I earn enough money.” He kissed Michael. “You know Michael, this wouldnt have happened to you, if you’d helped me back then. I would’ve returned your suit, but you were greedy. Now I’ll live your life and help people. But before I start, I have to get rid of you tomorrow.”

The man leaves Michael on the bed. Now standing in the doorframe, the man turns around one last time. “You have great taste in suits.”, he said, rubbing his dick beneath his pants.

“As soon as I manage to move again, I’ll find you and take my body back!”, Michael shouted.

The man gigled, turned the lights for the bedroom off and closed the door. Michael was all alone in the dark.

Getting back together

I had a great time with my girlfriend, Sara. We know each other since kindergarten and we were a couple since high school. We graduated together and managed to fulfill our dreams. We both became professional dancers. We started of small as background dancers in some musicals or local stage plays. I was fine with that and slowly let myself go. I lost my muscular body for a slightly chubby look.

But Sara wanted more. She managed to get an award and got contracts for multiple TV shows and big stage plays.

She was finally happy for some time and even got myself some bigger events to dance. But after a while she wasnt happy anymore. At first I thought that she didnt like to be in the spotlight but after some time I noticed that she wasnt happy with me anymore. She made comments about my weight and that she loved my old look. She stayed at work longer and longer. One of the reasons she gave for this was a new play where she was the leading dancer.

One day I followed her to work and waited till she went home. She left work way earlier than she was home the last couple of weeks. She drove away and I followed her. I found out that she met with another man. Of course she got herself a tall, muscular, good looking guy. They’ve met almost every day and I started to look him up. Rurik Gislason, a soccer player.

As time went on and they’ve seen each other more and more, our relationship started to break. One night it escalated. She came home and was annoyed about me. She told me that I should train more to get jobs again or she’ll leave me. In anger I told her that I knew about her and Rurik and we ended our relationship. She officially left me for him and I was all alone. That evening I knew that I wanted to change something as I couldnt live without her.

I searched the darkweb for a solution. At first I wanted a love spell but I couldnt find any. I stumbled upon a shady looking website but I thought I should give it a try and ordered a body possession set.

It arrived the next day and I studied tje instructions. I drove to Rurik and found out that he was practicing soccer alone somewhere near his house. I drove to the soccer field and found him practicing alone.

I walked up to him and noticed how confused he was.

“Can I help you?”, he asked.

What a beautiful thick accent he has, I thought. No wonder Sara left me for him.

I now stood right in front of him, he looked nervous.

I quickly grabbed his hand, shook it, threw a coin in front of him, touched his shoulder and forehead. Just like it was described in the instructions and it worked. Rurik was hypnotized.

I ordered him to get into the locker and he complied. In the locker room I made him fall to sleep. He fell to his knees before his head hit the ground. His ass was now up in the air.

I sat down next to him, rolled him into my arms and started to strip him naked for the ritual. I started with his jersey, revealing his tattoo and abs. I started to smell the smell of his armpits. What a manly smell. I lifted his legs with his over knee soccer socks and shoes onto my shoulders and pulled down  his sport shorts. To my surprise he was wearing nothing beneath it. I looked at his massive hairy cock, thinking about how it’ll be mine soon. I grabbed one leg after the other and pulled his soccer cleats and socks off. They’ve got a sweaty smell which, together with seeing his tall, manly body laying in front of me, turned me on. I ran my hands over his perfect body which will soon be mine.

I stripped myself naked and took the possession machine I bought out of a bag.

It looked like a respirator connected via two tubes to a vacuum suction cup for dicks. It was difficult to get the suction cup over his dick but after five minutes I finally made it. I layed down next to him and started to breath into the respirator. I felt a tickle in my body as energy started to flow into his dick. I saw how my body started to age rapidly as his body started to convulse. My sight got blurry and I passed out.

When I woke up I noticed that something was different. I could feel something was sucking on my dick. I leaned up and admired Ruriks, my new body.  I pulled the suction cup from my dick causing me to moan. It made my body shiver and for the first time in a long time I could feel a muscular body again. As I looked next to me, my old body was laying there as if it was part of an old grave. I pult the respirator from my old face, causing the body to crumble to dusk.

I stood up to grab his used clothes as he got a phone call. It was my girlfriend.

I answered and could hear my new beautiful accent every time I opened my mouth to speak. After the call I unlocked his phone through his memories to take one last photo as a soccer player, signifying the end of his old life.

Back home, I waited for my girlfriend to arrive. I told her that I thought about quitting soccer to do something new. She was open to the idea when I told her that I wanted to spend more time with her. I thought about applying to a dance show she was a part of so we could dance together.

Fast forward 6 months and I’m finally dancing with my girlfriend from high school again and that with a better body than I could’ve had achieved. We have so much fun in this competition we are dancing in and at home we are more intimate than ever. I just hope that she’ll never find out about what I did to the real Rurik.

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This possession was a commission from a friend.

Soccer babe

It was on vacation where my boyfriend broke up with me when I first saw him.

I was on my own at the beach, surrounded by strangers sunbathing. After the breakup I didn’t feel comfortable in my body. I was short, a bit chubby and pale.

I sat in the shadows beneath a parasol, looking around for a new, hopefully gay, hunk, when I saw him coming out of the water. A beautiful, tall man, if I had to guess probably 6"3. He had nice abs, a great looking beard, chiseled jaw, tattoos and that special look on his face.

I snapped some pictures of him, so I’d never forget him. I watched him go past me, towards a woman. Sadly, that means that he wont take me as his boyfriend, I probably wouldnt have been his type either.

The rest of the vacation I’ve watched him as much as possible. I stalked him  in the lobby, when he ate dinner and when he went to the beach.

After vacation ended, the pictures I took of him, slowly became an obsession. I looked at them when I wanted to go to sleep, I ate with them and so on. I just wanted to be together with him.

One day, I found out that he is a soccer player, Olivier Giroud. I never really watched it because its not my type of sports but I started to watch it just because of him. I even bought an anual pass to watch his games live. I went so far to apply for a job where I took pictures of the games for magazins. It was a great time. I could be near him without him noticing my obsession.

But my obsession became worse after I saw him play so often. I wanted to feel him, touch him, be him! Or at least wanted him as my slave.

I searched day and night for a solution. I found spells to make someone a slave, but they required an agreement with the one who would become the slave. So that wasnt possible. I searched further und further until I found a swap spell on the darkweb. It sounded pretty easy and I’d have all his memories and abilities. I learned the spell and waited for the next game to happen.

The game started and I looked for an opportunity to work my magic. Fifty minutes in and no opportunity had arisen until Olivier made a header and got hurt.

He fell to the ground and tried to stand up.

But he couldnt. Paramedics came to get him off the field. Even his coach worried about him. The paramedics brought Olivier into the locker. That was my chance.

I had stolen a crew key which I now wore on a lanyard to get closer to him. Nobody questioned my stay in the building because of the key. I waited for the paramedics to leave Olivier alone to sneak in.

Olivier didnt noticed when I got into the locker as he started to take of his soccer kit starting with the cleats.

I sneaked up on him and knocked him out. I stripped him off his other shoe and sock, his shorts, jockstrap and jersey. I took some ropes out of my bag and tied him up. I stripped myself completely naked and put on his sweaty soccer clothes. I kneeled in front of him and played the scenario through in my head, one last time: I’d chant the spell, suck him off, wake up in his body and shout for help. He would be in my body confused and when security comes into the room, it would look like he tied me up to have some fun.

I chanted the spell and brought my head in position to give him a blowjob. I was so close that I could smell his sweat.

My lips closed around his big soft dick. My tongue played with the tip of his dick and it became hard very fast. Faster than I thought it would be. I played further with it and started to suck. His body started to cramp, his muscles twitching. His warm nectar of life ran down my throat. I sucked him dry and stood up.

I didnt felt a thing. I was scared. What is, if it doesnt work? I started to panic right before I collapsed. When I opened my eyes again, I could see my old, pale body standing in front of me in a soccer kit.

I was amazed. I felt how tightly I tied the ropes around his muscles. I felt how my muscles fought against them. I tried to free myself but I couldnt. As I looked up again I could see my old body looking at me with a tilted head. He kneeled down and came closer towards my new cock.

“Security! Help me! Security!”, I shouted. Olivier in my old body backed away.

“Wait a minute… that is my voice…”, he whispered in confusion.

The doors swing open and four guards come in. One whispered “What the fuck is going on.”

“Wait, I can explain.”, Olivier said. “Well, not really as I dont really know what happened.”

“You can tell us everything on your way to your cell.”, one guard said, while he handcuffed him and lead him away with a second guard.

Another lifted my old clothes from the ground and said:“We’ll bring your soccer kit back as soon as possible.”

The other one untied me and apologized that they didnt notice the entruder. Then they left.

I was finally alone. I sniffed my smelly armpits, touched my abs and flexed my arms. As I finished I took a shower. I grabbed some fresh clothes and put them on. Some otc socks, a black washed out jeans, a red and white checkered shirt and a leather jacket.

As I put on my shoes, a guard comes in and hands me my used soccer kit with the cleats and jockstrap.

I put everything in a bag and search for the advise the paramedics gave Olivier in his memories. He should drive home to get some rest as he could have gotten a concussion. So I grabbed my things and left the building.

The first months with Oliviers wife were dificult as I’m gay. We sorted it out and we agreed that I shouldnt talk about Olivier now being bisexual. She is okay with the fact that Olivier is now dating men and she supports him/me now more than ever in regards to everything. Even soccer. In public we still show ourselves as a couple in love.

“I wasn’t looking specifically for you man. You were just the easiest to go for.”, the nerd said.

Nick just stared at the nerd, who managed to ambush him from behind, right when Nick finished his workout session and wanted to go for a piss before changing clothes. Now, sitting uncomfortable on the toilet seat, he couldnt move a muscle, probably because of some muscle relaxant that was injected through the syringe which was still sticking in his biceps. His whole body felt numb.

What does he want, Nick thought. His money? His credit card? His car keys? That was right before the nerd started to strip completely naked.

Nick tried to fight back but he was unable to do so. I dont want to get rapid, he thought.

The nerd undressed himself and turned Nick around, letting him stare against the wall.

Nick felt how the nerd came closer to let his finger run over Nicks back.

“You will a slight discomfort but dont worry, It wont hurt.”, the punk said. “You know, some time in the future you wont remember this. It’ll be like a bad dream and everything between now and then will be your own memories. Nothing to worry about, right?”

Nick was confused, what does the nerd mean?

The nerd lifted Nick with ease and placed himself beneath Nick so that his dick was gliding without any problems into Nicks ass. Nick felt how the small rod wiggled from left to right until it felt like his dick was extending towards Nicks thick cock with a tingle. It was almost a great feeling, thought Nick as the tingle spreads through his whole lower body.

The nerd takes Nicks hairy legs and aligns them ontop of his own. After that Nick feels how he slowly sinks towards the toilet seat. He notices how something glides through his skin into his body. That was when Nick started to feel his calves twitch but it wasnt him who did this.

“Mmmhhh, those muscles feel so great. Let me in deeper, jockboy.”, the nerd said.

There was a pleasure in his voice that caused Nick to shiver. He tried in horror to fight back whatever the nerd is doing to him but he couldnt move a muscle.

The nerd grabbed Nicks chest and pulled it towards him which lead to the tingle to spread in Nicks upper body causing his cock to twitch.

The nerd cackled and Nicks arms started to move. They fondled with Nicks naked body until they’ve reached his head and grabbed it. Nick felt how the head of the nerd came closer, breathing right into his ear.

“I’ll love the time being you. Thank you for your cooperation.”, he whispered.

Nicks hands pressed his head right against the nerds and after a short time, it glid into one.

Nicks body stood up, letting out a deep sigh. The nerd loved controlling this tall and fit body. He put Nicks shorts on and admired his muscular new body in the mirror.

It was not safe to explore this body to the fullest in the locker room so he grabbed Nicks sportbag and left the gym to go to his new home.

That was now almost a year ago and the nerd probably enjoys being Nick too much as he had planned to stay inside him for 3 months.

The nerd took good care of Nicks body as he trained almost daily. It was never easier for the nerd to gain muscles so he thought that it wont be  a problem to stay inside Nick for a little longer.

Detective Mark

It was largely a standard mission. To infiltrate and arrest criminals and drug dealers. Not a big thing.

The problem is that they’ve managed to get their hands on one of those body possession machines. Thats how they managed to get out of prison. According to the latest report, they have taken teenagers in possession. After that mission everything changed, but let me tell you about it from the start.

I was making myself something to eat as my boss walked in to talk to me.

“I got a new mission for you, Mark. Top secret, if you agree to do it.”, he said.

“I’m listening. What should I do?”, I answered.

“Criminals escaped the prison. Kenny Miller and Dan Schwarz. You know them?”

“Of course. I was the one who brought them behind bars. How did they escape?”

“Body possession. They got two guards which we later found unconscious 2 miles next to the prison.”

“And my mission is to arrest them?”

“Roughly, yes. According to our latest reports they’ve managed to possess bodies of teenagers on a high school to start selling drugs again.”

Now I knew what he wanted.

“I wont do that. You know I’m not into that.”, I said.

“Top secret,  remember Mark. You’re in.”, he answered with a grin.

I let out a deep breath.

“Who will I take over?”, I asked.

“The adoptive son of my dead sister.  He goes to the same school and was friends with the possessed victims. He is ready, so if you could follow me.”

My boss walks away and I follow him through a door into the next room. The machine took almost the entire space of the room and by the looks of it, it was ready to use.

In front of it was a young guy, probably my new body. He turns around to reveal his thick glasses. He has to be almost blind without them, I thought.

“Hi, I’m Eric.”, he said reaching forward to shake my hand. I felt how he checked me out. How he glanced at my arms, my beard and my boots.

I shook his hand.

“I’m Mark. I’ll be the one you’re swapping bodies with.”, I said.

I saw how his eyes lightened up until my boss started talking.

“Not really.”, he said. “As Mark needs your knowledge about the school Eric, we’ll place his consciousness over yours.”

“So we’ll be two guys in one body?”, I asked.

“Correct.”, he answered.

Eric and I sit down at the opposite ends of the machine. Arms, legs and head are tied to the machine. We both give the sign that we are ready. I close my eyes and count to 3. As I open them again, everything looks blurry.

“I cant see shit!”, I said with a high pitched voice.

Cant wait to have my body back soon, this body is not made for a man like me, I thought.

I’m sorry that you dont like my body but you agreed to do this mission, I heard the high pitched voice in my head. Erics voice.

Off to a great start, didnt know we could hear each others thoughts, I thought. This time Eric stayed quiet.

Someone put myself glasses on. We got untied and I stood up. It was weird to control such a lean body. I looked over to my real body, laying unconscious in the seat. I missed it already but that it was unconscious was better than someone else walking around as me. Last time I switched bodies for work it was with a 70 year old man. My body was sticky when I got it back and my bathroom and some of my clothes were full with cum. So disgusting to think of someone jerking off in my body. Especially when it was a 70 year old.

In the evening I got driven to the school where I should arrest Kenny and Dan.

Two days later I finished the mission and got driven back to the police station. I entered the room with the machine again and saw my old body still laying there as if it wasnt moved. I was so happy to see it again. I sat down on the seat, closed my eyes and counted to 3. I felt my real body again. The warm leather jacket, my tight pants and shirt on my muscles. I wiggled my toes in my leather boots. It felt so great not wearing those Chucks anymore.

I opened my eyes to see that I was still tied to the machine.

“You can untie me now, guys.”, I said. It was so great to hear my deep voice again.

Only now I noticed that something wasnt right. The only person with me and Eric in the room was my boss. Normally, multiple people would operate the machine.

I looked at my boss who was talking to Eric. Both whispered.

“Is everything alright?”, I asked.

Both of them looked at me and Eric chuckled.

“My nephew said that you were quiet cocky in his body. You made nasty remarks about his clothes, his looks and so on. As compensation, he’ll use your body for some time”, my boss said.

I was shocked. I never thought something like this would happen.

“Wait, no. This is not true!”, I shouted. “I never said something like this.”

But it was to late. My boss pressed the button again and I felt how Erics soul entered my body. It was a cold feeling, causing me to shiver. I tried to push him back into his own body but through the help of the machine he overpowered me. I felt how I lost control of my limbs, my muscular body.

Its a pleasure to use this body, I heard Erics voice in my head.

My boss looked at me with a dark grin as he said:“Codename.”

“Exodus”, I heard myself answer.

“Good it worked.”, my boss said as he untied my body.

I had no control over my body as it stood up and my arms started to touch my body. Eric took off my leather jacket and sniffed it. He let out a moan and grabbed my dick. I felt how my dick raised and I couldnt do anything.

“You have 30 minutes for yourself in the bathroom. Here are some clothes we took from his home.”, my boss said as he took out a black sportsbag. He opened it to give us a look.

“I see you in 35 minutes in my bureau, Mark.”, he said leaving the room.

Eric grabbed the bag and went through the other door into the bathroom. We were alone.

He started to sniff my sweaty armpits and to lick my biceps. He rubbed my cock in my jeans while flexing my muscles in the mirror.

I felt how pre-cum started to drip into my jockstrap and I couldnt do anything against it.

Eric opened my belt and took my dick out of my jockstrap. He wanked it off but he didnt manage to shoot my load. He wanked so hard that he started to stumble. He looked down at my feet. At my black leather boots.

I always wanted to wear boots like this, even though I have to learn how to properly walk in them, his thoughts said.

Eric sat down on a toilet seat and pulled both boots off. He wiggled with my toes in my gold toe socks as he raised the first boot to my nose and put my dick into the second. I could smell the warm, worn leather and the sweat and I felt how that turned Eric on.

I felt how he pressed the top of my dick against the sole of my boot right as my body shot my first load. Eric opened my mouth and let out a loud moan. I was deeply embarrassed.

He switched boots so that I could smell the sweet cum inside my boot which caused me to shoot my second load right into my other boot.

He took off my Red shirt and wrapped it around my dick.

“Watch this.”, he said.

He put both boots, with the cum inside, back on. I felt how my socks started to soak it up, it felt disgusting. Like wet socks. But this caused me to shoot my last load and probably the biggest I’ve ever had into my shirt.

Satisfied with what he did he looked at my watch.

10 minutes left. Time to dress up again, he thought.

He took my jockstrap and my pants off while walking back to the bag.

He looked inside and took a black jeans, jockstrap and a blue shirt out. He put the shirt on, letting my fingertips glide over my abs. He lifted my booted foot to put on my new jockstrap when I heard his thoughts. I dont need this, the jeans will feel great too. So he grabbed my black jeans and put it on. He put on my belt, my gun and my badge. At last he lifted my leather jacket from the bag, sniffed it one last time and put it on. He stuffed the old clothes into the bag and left the bathroom.

He walked into the bureau of my boss.

“Looking good, my son.”, my boss said.

“Mark. We’re not alone.”, Eric answered. He crossed his arms. “What now?”

“First, we just got called to a crime scene. Ready up, we’re driving in 5 minutes.” He made a sign to come closer and Eric walked around the desk to stand next to him.

“After that, we’ll test that body to the max at home.”, my boss whispered.

“Sounds good.”, Eric answered.

The whole trip to the crime scene was torture. I had to see Erics thoughts about my naked body and the one of my boss. So gross. He also looked through my memories. I tried to stop him but I was too weak.

Arriving at the crime scene I felt how my heart started to beat faster. Eric was nervously looking through my memories how to act as me. I didnt bother to stop him as I got weaker every time I tried and as I had to think about what gruesome night stood before me. I had to make peace that he will be me forever.

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Officer Jake

I always had a thing for men in uniform. Maybe its because my fit uncle wore his police uniform every day when I was litte and I could see his muscle flex underneath. Since that time I always wanted to wear one too. After I graduated I applied for becoming a police officer but they told me things that I’ve heard way too often: I’m too small, I’m not fit enough and so on.

I tried to fix the latter and applied again, still didnt get the job. So I became janitor at the police station.

Fast forward 30 years and I loved every day of working there. I installed small cameras everywhere overnight. I could watch them undress, shower, put on the uniform and so on. I loved seeing the hunks in uniform every day. I somewhat became family for some of them as they always greet me but even all of that is nice I still have the fantasy to wear one myself.

Of course I wont be able to do this anytime soon as I got chubby again and I still didnt grew 8ver the past decades but my fate was different.

One evening when I started to clean the hallways as every cop was already gone I heard how someone entered the building. I turned around getting ready to fight someone as I saw a beautiful cop with a arrested drug dealer. I admired his chiseled jaw, his muscles flexing underneath his black shirt, his uniform, his combat boots.

“Good to see you here.”, the officer said to me.“Could you watch him as I have to get some papers?”

“Of course.”, I answered. This was thrilling. Being part of an arrestment.

The cop pushed the dealer towards a bank where he sat down. I had to watch him as the cop ran up the stairs towards the bureaus. I watched that twink of a dealer. He looked at his dirty shoes when he suddenly starts to talk to me.

“Arent you bored of this job?”, he says.

“No, this is my first time doing something like this.”, I answered.

“I mean being a janitor. Dont you want a better life? More action? I could give it to you. You’d deserve it.”

I thought about his offer, it sounded too good to be true.

“What do you mean by that?”, I asked.

“I could give you the life of that cop that arrested me. I saw how you looked at him. All of him could be yours. His muscles, his beard, his private life… oh, I think he has a really active private life. Just look at that beautiful hunk.”

“Why wouldnt you swap with him yourself? ”

“Well, I like my body as it is. If I give you his, I want something in return.”

“And that is?”

“In return you let me go and this arrest never happened.”

I really thought about it. I always wanted to be in that uniform. I think he saw it in my eyes as he started to smile.

“Do we have a deal?”, he asked.

“Definitely.”

“Good. In my front left pocket is a small pill. Take it.”

I pushed my hand inside his pocket, grabbing the pill. As I took it out, I saw a blue and red colored pill.

“Twist it. You have to swallow the blue part and push the red part inside the ass of the person you want to be.”, he said.

“You have to be kidding me. I’ll never push it into his ass.”

“I’m not kidding. Would I do something like this right before I get into prison? I dont think so.”

I had no choice than to trust him. I twisted the pill and swallowed the blue part just in time as we heard the cop coming down the stairs.

“I’m back. You can go back to whatever you were doing.”, the cop said to me.

He walked past me as if I was thin air towards the dealer. This was my chance.

I pushed the cop with his abs against the wall right next to the dealer and pulled his pants down. I squeezed the pill between his ass cheeks before he could even react.

He pushed me to the ground and pulled his pants back up. The dealer laughed.

“You find this funny?!”, the cop screamed towards him.

“No. I find it funny what happens next.”, je said.

I didnt feel a change. The dealer lied to me and now I’m getting arrested too. I had to think of this…

“And you. That was it. I’m going to arrest you too.”, the cop said to me.

He came towards me as I got up from the ground but then he suddenly stopped. His eyes rolled back, revealing the white. He fell over backwards against the wall. He looked he was sleeping.

I took a step towards him as I passed out too.

The first thing I noticed was that something heavy laid on my rock hard dick. As I opened my eyes I saw my old bodies face right on my crotch. I lifted my arms to see the cops muscled arms and gloves. I was speechless, the pill worked. I pushed my old body aside and stood up. I admired and touched my new body.

I started to open my belt to see what I have down there as I heard the dealer. I totally forgot about the dealer.

“Looks like it worked. Now get me out of here.”, he said.

“Yeah….yes…yes! Wait the key has to be here somewhere.”, I answered.

I closed the belt again and started to search for the key in my pocket as a memory from where the cop put the key flashed through my mind.

“I have his memories? ”, I shouted out loud.

“Of course. Now get me out of here.”

I took the key out of my pocket and opened his handcuffs.

“Thanks, officer.”, he said with a smirk.

“No, I have to thank you!”, I said. “But I still have a question. What do we have to do with him?”

I point at my old body.

“Nothing. He wont remember the last30 minutes. He will live your life as if he always had it.”, the dealer said and left.

I left too. I drove to my new home and had the best night ever.

I admired my muscular body and with the stamina of this body I jacked off to my uniform hanging on my wardrobe almost half of the night.

After that I looked through his memories, learning that I’m now officer Jake Pecker, best of my year. I also learned that Jake is gay, has a thing for uniforms and looks for a daddy to have a great evening.

Every now and then when I’m at work I can see my old body sometimes looking at me. I know what he wants. Maybe I hook up with him for a night so that he can live his fantasy once.

‘Why didnt I thought of this…’ I said to myself. I forgot to refuel my motorcycle… now I sit here and my tank is empty.

I got off and started pushing it down the street. Still 147 miles to the next gas station.

After some time I’ve heard a truck coming closer. It stopped next to me and the window got let down. A fat man with beard revealed himself.

“Everything okay?”, he asked.

“My tank is empty.”, I replied.

“I was on my way to the next gas station. Hop in, I can take you with me.”, he said smiling.

I was a bit hesitant.

“What about my bike?”, I asked.

“We can secure your motorcycle in the trailer.”

“That would be great!”

“Allright, you can meet me at the parking spot in front of us.”

He drives away and parks about 150 meters in front of me. I push my bike towards it. The trailer is already open as I arrive and the driver gets out of his cabin.

He was a head shorter and definitely older than me.

We stowed my bike and entered the driver cabin again.

“Thank you for taking me with you.”, I said when he started the truck.

“It’s always a pleasure to help young men in dificult situations.”, he replied.

What a wierd response, I thought.

We drove a short time when he started to do small talk.

“I’m Pete. What is your name?”, he asked.

“I’m Jordan.”, I replied.

“Nice to meet you Jordan. May I ask if you are from around here? I dont see people on a bike her often. Oh, and how old are you? You seem pretty young.”

I was getting suspicious of him. Who would ask such things a stranger? Maybe he just doesnt like silence. I shrug.

My testicle started to itch, what an inopportune time, I thought. Maybe I shouldnt have worn my jockstrap today. I pulled on the tight leather around the area to stop the itching.

From the corner of my eye I saw how he was watching me. To distract him I answered.

“No, I’m not from around here. I’m driving through the whole country right now. And I’m 26.”

“You could be my son with that age. I’m twice as old as you.”, he said and chuckled. “So you’re doing a roadtrip. Alone?”

“I started with a friend but he left. Now I’m doing it alone.”

“Alright.”

Some minutes of silence again. I enjoyed it.

“You can put your feet up if you want.  Or take your boots off if they are too uncomfortable or too warm.”, he said out of nowhere.

That was strange, but a nice offer.

“Thanks, but they are in fact really comfortable.”, I answered.

Silence again, I hope this time for longer.

His phone rang and he picked it up. From his responses it sounded like it was a friend.

“Is it okay for you if we do a small stop soon? I have to pick up a friend?”, he asked me after hanging up.

I looked around to find out where he should fit in this cabin. Pete noticed that.

“If you pull the curtains behind you to the side you can see a bed. It would be nice if you stay there until I put him down again.”, he said.

“Alright, I’ll do it.”, I answered.

I pulled the curtains to the side and a gross looking bed got revealed. It had so many stains and chips leftovers. I took a step towards it as I thought that it wouldnt take long but then I felt a sting in my right ass cheek. As I turn around I see how Pete empties a syringe into my butt. I tried to get away but I already started to stumble and fell mostly onto the bed.

Pete parked the truck at the side of the road and closed the window curtains.

“I’m sorry Jordan, but you are really my type.”, he said with a dark grin.

I tried to move but I couldnt. i tried to scream but I could only get out a whimper.

“I injected you with my own creation. It paralyzes every muscle except the heart.”, he said.

He now took my legs and put them onto the bed so that I laid straight on it. He run his fingers all over my body. From my pecks to my feet. He took the zipper from my one-piece-racing-suit and pulled it down till he reached my belly button. He stared for a long time at my abs and then he started to massage and lick them. It kinda felt good, I didnt had such intimate body contact in a long time. I tried to imagine my girlfriend licking my six pack instead of an old creepy guy but it didnt really work.

As he was finished he grabbed my left foot and pulled my boot off. It kinda turned me on. The second it came off I could smell my feet and it was a strong smell. Hey, I never took them or the suit off the whole last week as they were super comfortable and the motels I stayed at never had a shower.

He raised it to his nose and took some deep breaths. I noticed how his dick raised in his jeans and he noticed too. Ho opened his pants and put his dick out. It was pretty small.

“I’ll clean it up. I promise.”, he said as he took my gloved hand to wank while sniffing my boot. He shot his load all over my abs. When he finished he took a wet warm rug to clean my body. It felt great. Then he put my boot back on. I hoped that he would make me able to move again as he pulled out another syringe.

“You know Jordan, now that I played with and observed your body,  I came to the conclusion that you’ll be the new me.”, he said.

I was shocked. What does he want? Does he have a body swap machine somewhere? Dear god, I hope not.

“You’ll be my first body suit. I got this serum from the black market.”, he told me. I tried to move but nothing even twitched. He put the syringe on my neck and with the other hand pressed my cock the last time.

“Dear god, thats huge!”, he shouted as he emptied the syringe.

He took a step back to look at me nervously.

I started to feel my body tingle and then it started. I saw how my chest started to deflate, followed by my legs, arms and head. Pete cheered.

As the transformation finished he lifted me, well my empty skin from the bed, causing my biker clothes to slip completely off.

He sniffed my armpit and groaned. After that he took his clothes of and started to feel for my asshole. He went head first into me. At first it hurt but it felt good shortly after. I felt how his chubby legs filled out my muscular legs, how his fat belly pressed against my well formed abs, how his small dick grew to fill up my huge cock and how his beard tingled for a short time as he slipped his head inside mine.

As he finished he let out a loud moan, but it was my voice.

“I cant wait to put all of this on. I’m sorry Jordan that you had to be it but you were totally my type: tall, good looking, muscular and wearing a racing suit.”, I heard my voice saying.

So he knew that I’d be conscious after he put me on. I dont want this life as a suit.

He took my jockstrap and my thick wool socks and put them on. The socks were wet and cold. Probably because I wore them non stop even at these high temperatures. He took the suit and put it on. After that he lifted my, now his feet, to smell them one last time before he put my boots on. He finished with my gloves and went back behind the steering weel.

He drove close to the gas station, took my bike, filled it up and drove as myself away.

Now almost 2 months later, I almost got used to being worn. At first it felt really weird, as if I’m the boot but after a while I enjoyed it. I had no duties anymore. Pete only took me off once since that day and I can feel how he enjoys being inside me. He loves wearing my clothes, especially the racing suits and normal suits. He loves driving with the motorcycle through the whole country.

Sometimes, when he feels alone he even talks to me. He knows that I cant answer but he just wants to get things off his chest while knowing that someone is listening.

He took me off at my birthday, maybe because of sympathy or because he didnt know how to act that day if he would’ve met someone from my old life that day.

Now he is making money off of instagram by posting pictures of him in my body suit to finance his motorcycle trips.

This was the last time someone bullied me for being tall and skinny. My teammates always make fun of me, that I wouldnt be a real man even with my attempt of a beard. I would always look like a tall child they said. Now it’s time to change something.

I’ve researched multiple times on how to become manlier and I’ve found a kinda shady looking website. The slogan was:

Come in as a youngster and walk out like a real man.

The adress wasnt far so I thought I should try it. I drove there right after soccer practice. I went into the building. The receptionist looked at me and said:“ You are here to become a real man, am I right?”

I nodded.

“Good, follow me.”

He walked towards a door and I followed him. Behind the door was a small room in it a small glass box.

“Sit down in that box.”, he said.

“This will be a painless transformation. We will pour the serum over you and it will then move into your skin. It will feel warm and good.” I was so nervous. I took one last look in the mirror in front of me.

They started to pour the goo over me. At first it was really cold but it took only seconds until it felt really warm and energizing. I couldnt see as the goo ran down my face and body but I could feel how I started to change. I started to feel how my chest and arms pressed against my jersey or how my socks streched as my legs became bigger.

I sat still until i felt that almost nothing of the goo was left on my body.

I opened my eyes and saw the new me. Muscles, chiseled jaw and everything. I couldnt believe it.

Now its my turn to bully my teammates and I cant wait to do so.