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Jeff’s Even Worse Day at the Gym

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(This is a sequel to the linked post; this new story is not really standalone)

Jeff Nippard had been living as “Olivia” for a few weeks now. He hated that he had been forced to body swap with a woman, and while he was getting used to living his new life, he desperately wanted to be a guy again. He had found the website that Olivia had used quickly enough and looked for something to be able to swap back. He was not afraid to spend her money and bought some very expensive tech from the company that would allow him to swap bodies with anyone he wanted all around the world, even Olivia, wherever she was now in his body. 

Unfortunately for Jeff, the company put a failsafe in their products, especially the higher-end ones, so that there were no swap-backs. It could still happen if both parties agreed, but since Olivia would never, Jeff would never get his own body back. He soon figured that out when none of his social media profiles worked with the machine, even though he made sure all of them actually had the blue checkmark or other verified indicators. He was about to slam his fists into the machine and toss it into the trash when he realized something. He couldn’t get his old body, but there was nothing stopping him from swapping with someone else! And Jeff knew just the perfect guy to swap with. 

“Olivia” had continued to work out at Rise Gym, and they had recently hired a new personal trainer, Keith. Jeff admittedly didn’t know too much about Keith, but he did know that he was conventionally handsome, and he had a waitlist a mile long of mostly female clients, and quite a few gay guys as well. Keith wasn’t as big as Jeff had been before the swap, but he could easily work on that, and it would be so fuckin’ awesome to finally have a cock and balls again! He didn’t even bother getting in contact with the personal trainer before typing his name into the machine’s search engine. 

Luckily, Keith’s last name was pretty unique and he updated his Facebook and LinkedIn concerning his new job, so Jeff was sure that he had the right guy. He pressed the big green OK button in the bottom-right corner, and then had to click through a litany of disclaimers. Finally, the button moved to the center of the screen. Jeff clicked it, and one second he was sitting at the dining room table, and the next second he was in the gym, helping a client out. Of course, now Keith was in front of the body swap machine, but he barely recognized the body he was in now, and the machine was still programmed not to allow swap-backs. 

As Keith was trying to get used to his new life, and his new sex, Jeff settled back into his new life easily. He did do a lot more personal training sessions than he was used to today, but at least no one suspected that he was in Keith’s body. After the last session today, Jeff went to the staff locker room to change. No one else was in there, so he took out his phone and looked at the many missed notifications. One immediately stood out to him: Grindr. He had well over 100 messages and taps from horny guys, and as Jeff quickly found out, Keith was gay. He had terabytes of gay porn saved on his phone and he was on all of the apps as well. 

He also noticed that “he” had a lot of OnlyFans notifications, the most out of any app. He just thought that Keith was another thirsty gay, but when he clicked on one of the notifications, he was brought to his own profile, with a picture of him nearly naked and with a sizable bulge staring him right in the face. “Fuck,” Jeff said, realizing the shit he had gotten himself into. He would have swapped back if he had the machine with him, and it wasn’t like he could just go back to Olivia’s house and get the machine. He could probably get another one, especially considering how many clients he helped today, but he would have to suck it up and live Keith’s life for a little bit. 

He groaned loudly as he read “his” profile. “26-year-old fit Black male into humiliation and degradation. Become one of my $50 a month patrons and vote on what happens in my videos and pictures. Or pay for a private session where you’re in complete control! NO RACEPLAY! Hearing you say or even text that word will result in an immediate report and ban. Hit me up on my socials as well!” His list then followed. Jeff scrolled through the profile, looking at what kinks and fetishes Keith engaged in as part of this humiliation shtick. It varied quite a bit, from bondage to sniffing dirty clothes to a number of “duets” where he got off to one of his fan’s verbal humiliation and degradation. 

There were a number of private requests and thirsty DMs that he would need to read through. Jeff normally would have brushed them and focused on getting some kind of body swap device and swapping into one of his friends’ bodies this time. However, one of the conversations he had was with another verified user on the app, Austin Mahone. A quick Google search revealed that he was a celebrity with songs that played internationally on the radio, at least for a little bit. This was someone who had a bit of clout, and his recent message was what scared Jeff the most. “Keith, I want my private show and I want it tonight. Or I’ll reveal to the world just how shitty a content maker you are and your second income will be washed down the drain.” While money was at the back of Jeff’s mind right now, Keith did seem like a great guy, despite being gay and into these kinks, and he didn’t want someone like Austin ruining his life. So, against all of his better judgment, he set up a private show on the app for Austin. He replied with two thumbs-up with an eggplant emoji in between them. Jeff still couldn’t believe that this was actually happening as he logged onto the app and got everything ready that evening. 

He was still fully clothed, but when the singer appeared on his side of the screen, he was already naked and with a throbbing erect cock. He wasted no time in humiliating the personal trainer. “Afraid to show off your body, Keith? Afraid that you won’t compare to a real man like me? Take off your fuckin’ shirt,” he ordered. Thankfully, the verbal humiliation wasn’t turning Jeff on, but he still knew that Austin was in charge for the next hour and so, and so he took his shirt off, revealing a chest that was bigger than Austin’s was. “Now I want you to rub your tits and squeeze your nipples and moan like you’re a bitch in heat for a couple minutes.” Jeff really wanted to slap Austin through the screen as Austin relaxed a bit and enjoyed the show in front of him. 

Jeff had done what he had been doing now to some chicks he had fucked before, but certainly never to himself in his old body. And of course, being gay, “Keith’s” nipples were a bit more hard-wired for pleasure, so to Jeff’s horror, he found himself getting hard, his dick tenting out his pants a little bit! It didn’t help that he had to moan the entire time as well, his deep voice sounding like some of those chicks he had fucked as well. Finally, Austin motioned for him to stop, the singer unfortunately nowhere close to cumming. 

“I see you’re fuckin’ getting turned on by this, slut. I just knew that a bitch like you would love playing with his tits. Now take off your pants and your socks too, Keith. Then I wanna see you suck on your toes like they’re my cock. Oh, and you need to fuckin’ say ‘Yes, Master,’ after I give you orders from now on.”

“Yes, Master,” Jeff found himself saying, as his pants came off, revealing the boner was tenting an Andrew Christian jockstrap. He then took his socks off, praying that he didn’t need to sniff them later on, and positioned himself to start sucking on his toes. It took a lot for Jeff to not gag as he sucked all ten of his toes, covering them in his spit. Feet had never turned him on in women either, but Austin was definitely enjoying the show. He was leaking pre-cum by the time that Jeff had sucked his right pinky toe. 

“Now it’s time to take off your fuckin’ jockstrap, bitch. I want you to find an even dirtier one and put it over your nose as you jerk off for me for a little bit, Keith. As you breathe in your musk, whore, I also wanna hear you belittle and demean yourself.”

“Yes, Master,” Jeff replied, letting out a small sigh as he got up from the computer chair and looked around his room, smelling the jockstraps he was picking up. Surprisingly, Keith didn’t have a clean room, but it didn’t take long at all until Jeff found one that absolutely reeked. As he walked back to the chair, he cursed himself for not lying to Austin and picking up some random jockstrap, since the singer wasn’t with him in-person. But there was unfortunately no going back now, so he sat on the chair and placed the jockstrap over his nose before starting to stroke his cock. 

“Yeah, I love hearing other men humiliate me and degrade me! I get so fuckin’ hard when I hear how much of a slut and a whore that I am! I love sniffing my own dirty laundry and especially another man’s dirty clothes as I have their cock in one of my holes! I love playing with my tits and my pussy too, and I love it when other guys call it by that too. I so fuckin’ love being subservient to real fuckin’ men like you, Master Austin, men with big feet that I wanna lick and toes I wanna suck on, hairy smelly pits, and a hairy ass that I need to worship.” 

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” Austin moaned, insanely turned on by Jeff’s dirty talk that just seemed to come out of his mouth with a second thought. Austin was also pretty close to cumming, although he was able to edge himself this time. He reckoned what he was going to have “Keith” do next was going to push him over the edge. “That was so fuckin’ hot, Keith. Now stop jerking off, and you can take the jockstrap off. I want you to turn around and show off that shaved pussy for me. I want you to fuckin’ spank yourself and breathe in your musky pits while I verbally degrade and humiliate you some more.”

“Yes, Master,” Jeff said, as he was did what he was told. At least he didn’t have to talk this time, and he had to admit, it was so fuckin’ humiliating spanking himself, yelping in pain as he took a deep whiff of his pit odor as well. The humiliation certainly wasn’t helped by Austin soon starting to speak up. 

“Yeah, fuckin’ look at yourself, you fuckin’ whore! Spanking your asscheeks until they turn beet-red and breathing in your own musk! Gay men like you are so fuckin’ pathetic, fuckin’ doing whatever we alphas order of them just so that you can fuckin’ get your rocks off too! I’d bet you’d do anything to please me, Keith, like maybe lock up that clit you have in a cage and plug that pussy with a butt plug with my face on my bottom. Or I can force feed you some hormones that will make those tits even bigger and juicier and rounded as well. I bet you like that, don’t you, you fuckin’ slut, an alpha controlling your fuckin’ life and body, just like he fuckin’ should. OOOOOOOOOH, fuuuck, I’m gonna fuckin’ cum!” he announced, ropes of cum spewing out from his cock as Jeff found himself still spanking himself and taking hits of his pits poppers while Austin continued to blow his load. The initial rope actually landed on his chin, and there was a line of cum down his body, ending up in a puddle around his belly button. “Shit, Keith, you fuckin’ stop now,” Austin said, catching his breath a little bit and grabbing some towels to clean himself off. 

Jeff hated sitting in front of the screen still stark naked. His cock was still a bit hard, the instincts and reflexes Keith had created to his own musk and other kinks unfortunately bleeding over into Jeff’s life now. “Fuck, Keith, that was one of the best fuckin’ shows I paid for on this site! You’ll definitely be getting a shoutout on my secret gay profile. I wish you the fuckin’ best, slut!” Austin said, getting one last piece of humiliation in before the screen went blank. Jeff was so fuckin’ relieved that this show was over, and before he did anything else, he went out and bought another one of the machines. Unfortunately, because of the unique nature of the device, shipping couldn’t be expedited, and other guys like Austin were getting a bit antsy as well about their orders. He knew he couldn’t put them all off until he swapped with someone else, so he mentally prepared himself to do this all over again.

I know from experience: Once your girl knows you’re a submissive loser that wants to be trapped in thick diapers and chastity, she’ll never see you as someone who’s fuckable again! Sure, it’ll be fun at first, but eventually you’ll see her wearing something so incredibly sexy that your jaw will drop. You’ll want to unlock from your clitty cage, tear off your soaked diaper, and fuck her right there…

But she won’t let you. Nope. You gave up having sex with her the second that you locked your little clitty in chastity and taped a diaper on! That sexy outfit she’s wearing? She’s wearing it for someone else now, a man who isn’t locked in a chastity cage beneath a sodden, thick, diaper!

There’s no going back!

Look at her cute underwear and now look at your underwear. Notice a difference? That’s right, you’re in a diaper and she’s in sexy little panties! She gets to wear undies like that because she knows how to keep her bed dry, unlike you!

Look at her perfect body and know that it’s a cumdump for her new boyfriend, just like you are! The only real difference is that she gets to wear cute panties while you’re trapped in a soaked diaper!