#mind swap

This story was commissioned by anonymous 

Steven took a long satisfying pull of whiskey as the lion settled down in the comfy chair, finally home in his manor after a long week of office meetings that he had to attend and force himself to participate in. Steven even had to be at the dullest one that was scheduled for 3 pm that Friday, all because that’s what CEOs are supposed to do.

 Steven savored the taste of whisky he squirreled it around his maw, allowing himself the pleasure of enjoying the evening of rest by himself before he had to begin to think about the social events, fitness exercises, and grooming appointments that he would need to endure over his short weekend. With the thought that despite all his wealth he still never had all the free time he wanted, he took a deep breath through his nose, closed his eyes, and forced himself to relax. 

When Steven lazily blinked open his eyes he noticed that it was much darker than a moment ago. He was about to curse himself for sleeping away the small bit of downtime he had, when he opened his eyes, even more, to see that he was in a completely new location. He was no longer in his manor, laying back in his easy chair. 

Steven was sitting on a cold, hard cement floor that was pressed against his ass and thighs. Something about that sensation registered as wrong to him, but in the confusion of the moment, he hardly noticed. Steven groggily lifted his head and swept it left to right to ordinate himself. The place was dark, barely illuminated by a single hanging bulb overhead and it smelled of stale wood and mold. 

Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness and fully comprehended what they were looking at, they shot wide open as Steven realized that he was now in a basement that he had never been in before. 

[Steven finally looked down at where he was sitting and his heart practically jumped up into his throat. 

His initial thought of where he was sitting was correct, he was on a bare cement floor in the middle of a white circle that looked like it was drawn with chalk. As he sat on the unburnished floor, he saw that his tone and fit body were engulfed in a soft pink bodysuit.
But as he fought gravity to lift an arm and moved it over to his chest, and feeling the sensation of it he realized that there was no bodysuit. 

Somehow his body was one of pale pink lard that had plump moobs that fell over a flabby gut that expanded into his lap. 

-the folds that it made

-and the think pudgy arms and legs

-a 100lb extra pound or so

Confused and afraid, Steven looked down at his body and to his astonishment and horror, he saw a mountain/hill of soft flab surrounding/clinging to his body. After a bit of inspection and lifting his pink and plump covered hand with a fat porky finger at the end of it.

Astonished by the finger/actual steven let loose a yell of surprise which wrung deeper and gruffer than he knew to be right]

A voice from Steven’s right cleared his throat and said, “From the look on your face, it looks like this little ritual worked…I’ll be damned.”

Whipping his head over, Steven focused on a figure that was standing so still in one of the darkened corners that did not even register him when Steven first looked around. He was tall, broad-shouldered, toned with a sizable muscle gut and completely naked except for leather chaps and a black chest harness. This hog was clean-shaven and had a disbelieving expression on his face. He closed the old hardcover book that was resting open in his hand with a loud clap.

“How’s it going Mr. CEO man? Feeling a little startled and surprised no doubt… well don’t worry,” The pig said as he crossed over the chalk line making his way towards Steven, “This hog’s gonna take real good care of you as my little friend makes good on his end.”

At that, Steven tried to get up and scoot away but his new thick legs and all the additional blubber bogged him down and interrupted his escape and it resulted in Steven barely getting two inches off the cement floor before his legs slid out from under him, resulting in Steven falling onto his back with a loud yet soft ‘thud’ and a jiggle.

“Oh ho ho! not used to all that new heft on you, huh?” the leather dom said as he stood over Steven’s body, now rubbing his hands together. “Let’s see what that body remembers of me,” as he knelt and brought his hands down on Steven’s new love hands and gave them a squeeze.

From where Steven lay he felt each one of the hogs’ fingers make contact with Steven’s new love handles, press down, and sink into the flab. Then the pig shook the fatty sides, and Steven felt the motion ripple out all over the rest of his body. As that happened, something began to stir within the depths of Steven’s new body as he noticed that his breath began to quicken. From there the hog released his grasp a bit to allow himself to collapse on top of Steven, using his own weight to pin him down.

 “Let’s see if that pig body of yours still has all of its old weak spots,”  as his hand began to inch and crawl fingers up the sides of the prone body. 

The meaty finger of the Hog inched upwards, moving from the love hands to the gut to allow some quick caressing of the flabby stomach as it moved up towards Steven’s new torso and stopped right at his chest. Lifting his right hand, the Hog slowly lowered his index on Steven’s puffy nipple and began fiddling with it. The sensation shot through Steven’s soft body and electrified his brain.

Steven was not a newbie to playing with his own body when he had his sleek lion body and while he explored every inch of his old body,  his nipples never caused his body to react like this before. It was an automatic and intense surge of pleasure that kept delivering, wave after wave with every rub of the nipple.

His heart jumped to double speed and a wave of pleasure came rippling out to the rest of his body. To Steven’s surprise, he heard his mouth let out a weak and surprised moan as he unintentionally rubbed his legs together under the advancing hog as his dick down there began to twitch awake.

Immediately picking up the reactions the nameless hog let out a deep chuckle as he mewed, “Look at that! Even after the swap, that body can still turn to putty in my hand.”

Confused at the comment Steven raised his head and began a bewildered, “wha-,” before the hog interrupted him by bringing his thumb down and started rubbing Steven’s nipple between finger and thumb. The additional intensity of the sensation blindsided Steven with another dimension of pleasure and cased Steven to whip his head back and let out a loud gasp of excitement

The hog paused to bask in Steven’s response as he leaned in and whispered, “Listen here, I spent plenty of time using and exploring that new body of yours, Mr. CEO. I can get it riled up in no time at all.”

And before Steven could look back up, he felt the hog’s other hand grab Steven’s other chest with his fingers zeroing in on the other nipple and started fiddling with that one in turn. The sensation redoubled as another torrent of pleasure crashed against Steven’s mind; any previous thought was quickly swept away. His new body was so submerged in pleasure that he could only let out gasps as his legs began to redouble their efforts, doing anything they can to rub against each other as the dick buried under the flabby gut and thighs grew more and more erect.

Riding the motion on top, the hog chuckled as he continued to press down against the squirming Steven.

A moment later, the hog lifted his right hand off of Steven’s nipple and spider-walked it down Steven’s new bloated torso, pressing down into the soft flab with every finger step. 

“Oh yeah, this body still remembers what I can make it do. Let’s see if I can still make it purr”

Once the hog was at the thigh, he flatted his hand to give Steven’s undercut one more jiggle before it wormed in between the legs and finally found what he was looking for. 

Even mentally preparing for it, the moment one of the hog’s fingers grazed the tip of Steven’s suffocated cock continued to betray Steven as it spasmed with excitement. The Hog kept going, worming his hand down a few more inches until he grasped Steven’s cock with his hand and began stroking. 

It was nothing that Steven ever felt before, the constant movement and the sensation of his own soft thighs parting as Dan’s hand moved through, only to encase his cock again when Dan’s hand was pulled away. Caught up in the new experiences Steven broke down as his lips parted to let out a defeated moan.

“There we are! There’s that moan that I know so well,” the hog teased as he slowed down the pace of his strokes to make sure that Steven was giving his full attention and he continued. “Does the new piggy want to know what we have planned for you?” The hog continued as he redoubled he fiddled with the nipple in his free hand, forcing Steven to moan in response.

“As I tease you now, Jasper, the original owner of this body,” as the hog gave Steven’s gut a loud slap, “that little piggy is going to be occupying your life now. Under my say, he’s going to be siphoning all your cash to our, well my, bank account. I’m going to use Jasper to live out your life as the successful businessman while I reap the riches.”

Through the monologue, some part of Steven’s mind picked up that Jasper was a name that sounded familiar, but under the current circumstances, he could not think where he knew the name from.

The hog continued with a much more malicious tone now, “And in the meantime, you’re going to be in this flabby body now, right by my side and under my constant supervision for when we need banking information and to keep up the facade. You’ll be our live-in pet serving both of us from now on. Kiss that old life of yours goodbye,” the hog ended with a wicked chuckle.

Something about what the hog said resonated with Steven even with the fear of the situation, it caused Steven’s breath to quicken even more as something stirred inside of him.

“Oh you like that,” Dan said as he noticed the response from Steven before physically leaning to continue,  “It means no luxury office job, no more meetings, no more appointments…. No more Mr. CEO. You’ll be nothing more than a pathetic pig that’s kept on a very, very tight leash.”

That caused something deep inside of Steven to stir even louder as he tried to stifle a moan from his throat. 

“Oh!” Dan mused “does the CEO steven like that idea? Giving up all your life, your hard-earned work?” 

A thought of pure guilty pleasure ran through Steven’s mind that was so dark that he could hardly admit to himself that he enjoyed it.

“…oh but don’t worry, I’ll find some stuff for you to do in the mean team, like showing us around your property, and being my dedicated sex slave.”

That caused the guilty pleasure to start again as Steven’s cock began to twitch even harder within the hog’s hand. 

“Jasper was always putty in my hands, as you can probably figure out, but I didn’t think I would get the same reaction from you…color me impressed.“ the hog said as squeezed and jiggled Steven’s chest with one hand and renewed the cock stroking with the other. 

Steven was now submerged in ecstasy and let out another, much louder, moan in response.

“There it is!” Dan exclaimed with wicked glee, “Turn out the big powerful CEO’s got a good and proper subby streak in him!” as he slapped Steven’s gut again. “He’s going to have front row seats as we take everything from your life away! All your bank investments, your credit cards, your job, your fancy cars… all of it gone, every last penny will be signed over to me, to be used at my discretion.”

Having it all laid out like that struck a hidden power cord within Steven that he did not know he had as his body went into overtime with pleasure and the thought of this potential as he squirmed under the hog.

“You like that, don’t you?” the hog teased.

Another moan escaped Steven’s lips.

“Well we had plans to just keep you prisoner but a willing sex pet might make things more exciting,”

Another shudder of excitement ran throughout Steven’s new body.

“You have no doubt the type of relationship that Jasper and I have,” The Hog said as he pulled a hand away from Steven’s chest and moved it down to grab a chunk of ass underneath, while still teasing Steven’s buried cock.

“I’ll let you guess what that pig called me in moments like this” The hog cooed as he fondled Steve’s fat ass and increased the rhythm with his other hand. “I’ll give you a hint, it starts with a ‘D’~”

“D-daddy” Steven moaned in reluctant pleasure

“Damn right pig boy, now cum for me.” the hog ordered as he brought his head down and locked lips with Steven’s unattended nipple and began sucking it.

That put Steven over the edge. 

As the hog dragged his tongue over his nipple, Steven’s whole body spasmed, and with one last defeated moan, Steven’s dick finally erupted all over the hog’s hand and the insides of his own thighs. Lights splashed across Steven’s eyes as he felt his cock spurt out wave after wave of cum. It was the most intense orgasm that Steven ever experienced.

The hog kept stroking and groping through it all, making sure that every last drop was rubbed out of Steven’s new pig body, which resulted in Steven’s senses being completely fried.

Once the hog was satisfied he rolled off of the pig’s pinned body. Steven was too winded to think about anything so he just stared at the unfocused basement ceiling, panting, and waiting to fully come down from the high so he could process what all just happened. 

A few minutes later, a distant part of Steven’s mind mentally processed the sound of a door swinging open and an eerily familiar set of steps coming down the basement’s wooden stairs. Steven lobbed his head over towards the stairs to see a lion’s body, his lion body, in PJs awkwardly easing its way down the stairs one careful step at a time. 

“Hey Boss, it worked! It worked!” He repeated, in Steven’s voice, as he took one final unsteady step to the basement floor level. “You won’t believe it, that his place is loaded, you gotta check out the garage!”

The lion’s body turned around and the eyes widened at the slight of the two panting pigs laying next to each other.

“Oh Justin, I was just bringing our special guest up to speed on our plan…but because of some recently revealed details,” as Dan moved to reveal the trickle of cum flowing down Steven’s thick thighs, “we are going to be changing some details of his… imprisonment.”

It took a moment for the message to go through but then Steven saw the lion’s face twisted and turned into a mischievous grin as Jasper and Dan both turned to each other and started a deep and knowing laughter.

***

The next few months were a whirlwind of action and upheaval. The Hog, whose name Steven later learned as Dan, took the point lead of the entire operation.

Later that day, with Dan’s persuasive methods, he got Steven to disclose the passwords of all of his financial accounts, and soon everything was transferred out into the hog’s personal account and celebrated by placing a huge take out order under Steven’s credit card.  Later that weekend, Dan went ahead and started to move into Steven’s manner and had Steven strip down and give a personalized walking tour of Dan’s and Jasper’s new living arrangements.

Dan imminently kicked Steven out of the Master’s bedroom and declared himself the master of the abode, while promoting Jasper, who remained in Steven’s lion body, as ‘First sub” and Steven’s new pig as the bottom rung bitch who was expected to serve both in any and all orders of Dan and Jasper.

Jasper, trying his best to imitate Steven’s voice, used the phone call out sick the following week and Dan ordered Steven to coach the new Lion CEO on everything that needed to be done to pass off as competent during the workweek while Steven handed all the emails. It was there where Steven learned about where he heard Jasper’s name before, right when the head of maintenance called Jasper’s phone, demanding to know why the company janitor was absent. After a good word from the CEO, the head of maintenance gave his janitor a second chance and even granted a week of absence for a ‘personal emergency’.

Once the week-long crash course was over, both Jasper and Steven returned to work, with Daddy Dan’s permission and blessing, as they pretended to be the CEO and Janitor the following Monday. 

Once Steven got situated with his new role, he received urgent orders from ‘up on high’ to be reassigned to be the sole janitor of the CEO suite, where he was subjected to the constant groping and teasing of Jasper in between company meetings.

Dan on the other hand, with his new wealth, decided to live out his best life as a 24/7 dom in Steven’s house. Dan took control of the finances and immediately canceled all of Steven’s cleaning and maintenance services so that he could spend his days drinking Steven’s whiskey and smoking his imported cigars.  The first thing he did was to buy an entirely new leather and rubber wardrobe for himself. Once he was satisfied with that, he focused on reorganizing the mansion and got to work refurbishing the basement into a proper luxury sex dungeon.

With the two pigs having complete control of Steven’s life and money, Steven could only say by and watch as thousands and thousands of BDSM gear and equipment started arriving at his

front door.

With no more cooking staff, Dan and Jasper ordered Steven to cook their meals but after a few disastrous dishes, they decided to just go for takeout every night instead. With no maid service, the mansion quickly became a true pigsty. 

The food they chose was not kind to Steven’s old body, as with each passing week the lion’s face got a bit rounder and the stomach became a bit more distended.

After a few months of the routine, Dan finally said, “You know, after all this hard work I think we need to go on a vacation to your summer home Pig boy,… pack our things”

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