#Bodyswap

[mr2swap]

The great Shift: Material Girl

Have you ever dreamed of waking up to the ripped, sweaty body of a bodybuilder with biceps as big as your head? Well, Mary probably didn't. But after the Great Shift, she didn't have a choice. But don't worry about her, she's never been happier or more popular than she is now. Rumor has it that she could win the national cheerleading competition this year.

------- Hi! This is a short Caption video I made for my discord, if you want to access my discord content with a bunch of stories that I didn't post on Tumblr and my patreon consider giving you a Christmas gift (Wink Wink) and support me on Ko-fi to have access to my old and new stories)

[samsm2mstories]

HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

CHRISTMAS EXPERIENCE!

I won the most amazing gift from a scam email that apparently allows one to become someone else for the day!

I had this crush over Charlie, who was a well-known porn star and OF creator. Everything was perfect about him and seeing he's in a house with full of other guys who were going to fuck him senseless while he serves them as their bitch.

I wanted this and decided to fill in the forms and sent it back.

A few hours later I had two guys knocking at my door and I was knocked out.....

*7 hours later on Christmas eve at midnight..

I woke up, but I was in bed but feeling completely fucked out. My ass was dripping badly, bruises and bite marks over my body. I could barely walk, and when I did, I saw Charlie body in the mirror. I limped to the mirror and looked closer as I wasn't sure if this was a livid dream or actually happening.

I laughed as now I was the hottest porn star going, I had everything. Looks, muscles, experience, money.

I started taking selfies but my camera guy walked in and said to get dressed for a christmas photoshoot.

I saw the outfit and smirked.

Honestly, look how incredible I am, I was made for this body and life. The camera guy decided to pull me behind the store to give me a quick fucking. It felt AMAZING. I couldn't believe how lucky I was, I knew I was going to be the main course and especially pudding due to my butt.

Lucky thing was that if I was fucked by 4 guys, the swap is permanent as the foreign DNA messed up the process.

I woke up on Boxing day, I couldn't walk because of the night before but was shocked to see an email confirming the permanent swap.

HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONEEEEE!!!!

[dystopia-fantasy]

Christmas Party Stripper

[assassinbugs]

idc if it's not a person. if your icon is a sunrise, you're a sunrise now.

poll about swapping with prev's icon here

[juanbodyswapstfs]

Dm if interested in body swap roleplay!

[verus-veritas]

Not As Planned

"Hah! It worked! I'm in his body!" I shouted as I found myself standing up in my new hulking body. I flexed my huge arms and smelled my rank armpits, fully intent on worshipping them later tonight.

"Who knew the machine would work even without both of us being hooked up..." I thought to myself, clearly having underestimated his strength. He had broken free from his restraints, torn the helmet from himself and ran up through the house. That brute must've tried to get to his room for a baseball bat or something. Too bad for him the machine malfunctioned without a second person in its seat, and instead sent a pulse wave that knocked us both out.

"Definitely have to check the device out later and figure out what happened... but for now I have this raging beast in front of me that's dying for my touch!" I laughed with my deep voice as I gripped the hefty bouncing member in my hands. I knew I didn't have to worry about my former body as it would wake up with complete amnesia in a few hours, so I immediately set course for my new room. The room that once belonged to my high school bully.

I was halfway across the corridor when I heard some light grunting from the parent's bedroom. So I peeked in... and I couldn't believe my eyes - it was my bully's dad standing naked in front of the mirror and jerking that giant cock of his.

"Oh god, dad... I'm in your body... and I love it! Can't believe that one second we were walking through the front door with you shouting at me for being sent to the principal's office, and the next I'm waking up in the hallway in your sexy muscular body! Well, I guess now's a good time as any to tell you: I'm gay. I'm super gay and the reason I got expelled was because I got caught jerking off to the gym coach showering! But who needs a gym coach when you have body ten times hotter that's staring back at you through the mirror! Fuck! I hope I never have to go back! I'm Dad now!"

I watched on in awe as the incredibly handsome dad finally came all over the mirror and began licking up his own residue from it. He disappeared into the master's bathroom, where loud moaning was soon heard again.

"Shit. I hope the pulse didn't affect any other people outside of the house..." I thought, as I continued into my own musky bedroom. "Having to deal with my perverted lil' bro now stuck in his own dad's body sure is bothersome enough..."

[oliverwondertf]

A True Bromance

“Are you sure about this Mark?” I asked hesitantly. “That potion smells pretty disgusting babe. Whose underwear did you steal anyways?”

I pointed to the bubbling, dark green potion in my boyfriend’s hands as he took a whiff of its contents. He had just concocted another transformation brew and I was looking forward to seeing its effects in just a few moments.

“That’s just the way I like it - you know that bear. And hell if I know. I grabbed the first pair of boxer briefs I could find in an unlocked locker. Should make for an interesting shift this time…”

“Just promise me you’ll behave yourself this time. I know you like to get carried away when you shift.” The power to become someone else at your whim is truly an intoxicating power and I loved every moment he got to use it.

“Of course, bear.” He says with a devilish smirk. “I’m beginning to be a pro at this.”

With one smooth gulp, Mark downed the musky green potion and let out a satisfying burp, followed by a louder belch.

“Oh fuck…” Mark started to groan as his skin bubbled up and changed, starting with his arms and spreading across his torso and belly, before making its way down his legs and up to his face. Mark quickly stripped his body of his clothes, standing nude in our living room. I watched in horny disbelief as his features and his body proportions changed. His belly shrank down, becoming a nice set of toned abs. His body blossomed with copious amounts of body hair that began to materialize on his chest, abdomen, arms, and legs. He was pretty hairy before, but this was something else.

I watched as his face suddenly began to change, becoming unfamiliar to the cute adorable boyfriend that I’ve always loved. His beard more or less stayed the same, but his eyes, mouth, nose, and chin all began to reform. The final changes made their way over his body until I was left staring at the body and face of a very HOT and hairy gym bro.

“Mmm, how do I look bear?” Mark asked me in a completely unfamiliar voice. He looked down lustfully and rubbed his new hands along his hairy torso and pits before grabbing his new cock and jerking it a bit. “Or should I say *bro*?”

I looked in awe as my new boyfriend began exploring his new jock body, admiring his new features in the mirror. He began flexing and posing as if he really was the man he was impersonating. He completed his look by putting on a necklace, sports cap, and his own earbuds.

“You look fucking amazing babe. How do you feel?” I say, trying to hide my growing erection. "What should I even call you anymore?"

“I feel fucking fantastic bro... It’s incredible what that potion can do. I’ll be in this form for at least a week… maybe more. I got a lot of his essence from those boxer briefs. It’s sexy this dick was getting sweaty in those.” Mark grabs his erect cock one more time and playfully teases it in front of me. "And you should keep calling me Mark - fuck if I know his real name."

“Yeah… fuck, we’re going to have to explore your body more in the bedroom. I’m leaking just looking at you right now, bear.”

“Oh I agree bro. But first you need to drink your potion, don’t you? 😈”

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To be continued... This was my first time writing a story in a while! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it!

[swappersworld2]

Another Chance

Nathan slouched on the couch, glaring at his phone. Another text from Chris. The same old story: "We can fix this." The words might as well have been a broken record, replaying their unresolved arguments. Nathan tossed the phone aside, the frustration bubbling under his skin.

“Fix what?” he muttered to himself. They had broken up for a reason—too many fights, too many differences. Chris’s stubborn pride. Nathan’s insecurities. The dynamic was toxic, no matter how much they cared for each other.

Then the air in the room shifted.

A strange, electric hum filled Nathan’s ears. The weight of the atmosphere pressed on him like an invisible hand. He tried to stand, but his body froze as an intense heat surged through him.

“What the hell?” he gasped.

His body felt like it was melting, remolding itself. His shoulders drew inward, his chest compacted, and his legs felt as though they were folding up beneath him. His muscles tensed, and he could feel them reshaping, growing leaner but harder, denser.

When the transformation ended, he stumbled to a mirror, his heart racing.

This was not the Nathan he knew.

He stared at his reflection in disbelief. The man in the mirror was shorter, with lean, twink-like muscles that rippled beneath tanned, darker skin. His sharp cheekbones and deep brown eyes gave him a striking intensity, but his oversized black shirt hung awkwardly on his now smaller frame.

“What the hell is happening?” Nathan whispered, his voice deeper and tinged with an accent he didn’t recognize.

Behind him, Chris groaned. Nathan spun around, only to freeze at the sight.

Chris wasn’t himself anymore, either. His shorter, heavier frame was gone. Instead, standing before Nathan was a towering 6’4’’ man with broad shoulders and a chiseled physique that screamed raw power. His pale skin glowed under the light, his piercing blue eyes glittered with confidence, and his smirk practically dripped with cockiness.

Chris flexed experimentally, marveling at his new body. “Damn,” he muttered, his deep voice resonating through the room.

Nathan glared. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Chris smirked, stepping closer. His towering frame loomed over Nathan’s shorter, leaner body. “What can I say? I clean up nice.”

Nathan crossed his arms, feeling the bulk of his toned biceps press against his chest. “You think this is funny? Look at me!” He gestured to his baggy shirt.

“Yeah, I am looking.” Chris’s smirk widened as he raised a hand, holding it over Nathan’s head to emphasize the height difference. “And I gotta say, it’s cute how small you are now.”

Nathan huffed, shooting him a glare. “Real mature.”

Chris’s smirk softened, his hand dropping to his side. “Look, maybe this isn’t a mistake. Think about it. We were always out of balance. You were insecure, I was stubborn. But now… we’re different. Better.”

Nathan hesitated. As much as he hated to admit it, Chris had a point. He felt strong in this new body—capable, even if he was shorter. And Chris? He radiated confidence without the usual edge of defensiveness.

“You really think this happened to fix us?” Nathan asked, his voice skeptical.

Chris nodded. “Maybe. We’ve got a second chance, Nathan. Why not take it?”

Nathan sighed, glancing up at Chris’s towering frame. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about the changes, but for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like running.

“Fine,” Nathan said. “But you’re buying dinner. And no more cocky remarks about my height.”

Chris laughed, his deep voice filling the room. “Deal. But only if you can keep up.”

As they walked out together, Nathan couldn’t help but feel that Chris was right. For the first time, they seemed balanced—a partnership rebuilt from the ground up.

[bodyswapguy]

Jake Jackson was an important lawyer working in a high scale firm when he took on Tommy Ryland as an intern. Jake didn’t really want to teach Tommy anything he just made Tommy his bitch and saw him as an easy target that’s why he chose him to be his intern and Jake made Tommy’s life hell constantly berating him, making him feel small and making demanding requests without a moments notice, but Tommy had resiliency to push through Jake’s bullshit, because he knew in the end he’d be on top.

[dcigar]

Alex.

By day, he was a mild-mannered accountant, crunching numbers in a sterile office. But by night, he became someone entirely different.

It all started innocently enough. One evening, Alex stumbled upon a leather shop tucked away in a dimly lit alley. Curiosity piqued, he ventured inside, drawn by the smell of rich, supple leather and the promise of hidden desires.

As he ran his fingers over the sleek jackets and rugged boots, something stirred within him. It was a feeling he couldn't quite place, a sense of exhilaration mixed with a hint of taboo. And when he slipped on a leather jacket, the world shifted.

Suddenly, Alex felt more alive than ever before. The cool touch of the leather against his skin sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but admire his reflection in the mirror. Gone was the shy accountant; in his place stood a confident, powerful man.

From that moment on, Alex's life took on a new rhythm. He sought out leather wherever he could find it, reveling in the way it made him feel alive and free. He attended leather events and gatherings, immersing himself in the vibrant subculture that welcomed him with open arms.

But along the way, Alex faced challenges too. He grappled with his own insecurities and fears, worried about what others might think of his newfound passion. Yet with each step he took, he found strength in his authenticity, embracing his identity as a gay man who loved to wear leather.

And as he walked through the city streets, head held high and leather-clad, Alex knew one thing for certain: he had discovered a part of himself he never knew existed, and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

One fateful evening, Alex decided to take his exploration of leather to the next level. He ventured into a renowned gay leather club, drawn by the promise of a community that understood and embraced his desires.

Inside the dimly lit club, the air was thick with anticipation and the scent of leather mingled with the heady aroma of cigars. As Alex made his way through the crowd, he couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging wash over him.

It was there, in the heart of the club, that he discovered his love for cigars. Entranced by the sight of men puffing on their smoldering sticks, he hesitantly accepted an offer to try one for himself.

As the rich, earthy flavor enveloped his senses, Alex felt a rush of pleasure unlike anything he had experienced before. The smoke danced on his tongue, filling him with a sense of warmth and contentment.

From that moment on, cigars became a staple of Alex's leather-clad adventures. He relished the ritual of lighting up, the camaraderie shared with fellow enthusiasts, and the way the smoke added an extra layer of intensity to his experiences.

With each visit to the leather club, Alex discovered more about himself and the vibrant subculture he had become a part of. And as he indulged in his love for leather and cigars, he found a sense of liberation and empowerment that he had never known before.

As Alex continued to immerse himself in the leather community and embrace his newfound passions, he decided to take another bold step: he grew a beard.

At first, it was just a stubble, a hint of rugged masculinity that complemented his leather-clad persona. But as time went on, Alex let his beard grow longer and fuller, until it became a defining feature of his appearance.

With each passing day, the beard became more than just a symbol of his masculinity; it became a symbol of his confidence and self-assurance. Running his fingers through the coarse hair, Alex felt a sense of pride in the person he had become.

As he walked through the city streets, leather jacket hugging his frame, cigar smoke trailing behind him, and beard framing his face, Alex felt like he was truly living life on his own terms. And with each passing day, he discovered new depths to his identity, finding joy and fulfillment in every aspect of his journey.

With his confidence soaring and his sense of self solidifying, Alex delved deeper into his exploration of leather. One day, while browsing through a leather boutique, he stumbled upon a pair of leather chaps.

Intrigued by their rugged appeal and the way they showcased his legs, Alex couldn't resist trying them on. As he fastened the buckles and adjusted the straps, he felt a surge of excitement course through him.

Stepping in front of the mirror, Alex admired his reflection. The leather chaps hugged his thighs snugly, accentuating every curve and contour of his body. He felt powerful, alluring, and completely in command of his desires.

From that moment on, leather chaps became a staple of Alex's wardrobe. Whether he was strutting through the streets or dancing the night away at the leather club, he always felt like the truest version of himself when he wore them.

Embracing his love for leather chaps was just another step in Alex's journey of self-discovery. With each new revelation, he felt more liberated and empowered, unapologetically embracing every aspect of his identity as a gay man who loved to wear leather. And as he continued to explore and celebrate his passions, he knew that the best was yet to come.

More to come…

[mr2swap]

Late Christmas gift

I looked at the kitchen clock again, “6:36PM” It had only been 2 minutes since I last looked, after that I looked at the phone just to confirm that the time was correct, Maybe Grandpa Greg's flight had missed. Delayed? We hadn't seen each other, I placed my grandfather's glasses over my eyes, which I had easily gotten used to always having at my side.

I hated these stupid glasses, Grandpa's eyes work as much as his tiny, wrinkled cock, it's been over a year since me and Grandpa swapped bodies, I'd forgotten to buy a damn gift for Grandpa Greg, I didn't even know he liked me. To old people before I became one... I should have given him a foot massager. This huge belly makes my feet so tired that I prefer not to move from the couch for hours.

Anyway, I didn't have a gift, so I just wrote on a piece of paper “Valid for any gift.” How the hell was I supposed to know that what I wanted for Christmas was to be young again?”

The day after Christmas we simply woke up in each other's bodies and the worst thing of all is that we can't say anything about this ridiculous body swapping! Every time I try to tell my parents or one of my friends that I'm trapped in my grandfather Greg's obese, disgusting decrepit body, those thoughts just disappear from my mind and I start talking like I'm a 60-year-old old man. The last time I tried to tell my ex-girlfriend Stephanie, I “woke up” at the racetrack showing off my enormous stomach with a pipe in my lips and several empty beer cans around me.

But all this would end soon... or at least it was supposed to. We had tried everything to swap again, we even watched a long marathon of body swap movies to try various methods, but nothing worked... the only solution was to try to recreate what caused this problem in the first place, I just had to give him the same gift, and he would write “my body back” or something like that.

My family was preparing for dinner when suddenly a sound that came from my cell phone made me put the beer I was drinking on my huge belly.

“I'm sorry kid, but I didn't know how to tell you in person, I decided to leave things as they are for a while, I still have things to do with your body, but don't worry I'll be back for the new year... maybe, I just met a guy incredible on the beach and I wouldn't want to ruin it”

Hey guys! happy holidays!

This is a little story I wrote last year for my Ko-Fi page, thank you all so much for another wonderful year, if you like bodyswap and stories you can support me on my Ko-fi page to access my archive of over 250 bodyswap stories, from my old patreon and discord…

oh! And join my discord server, if you like RP or if you have any ideas that you would like me to write in a future story, I'm taking suggestions for ideas and images.

[samsm2mstories]

Matt > Ollie

A few hours ago, I was the typical Jock, loved sports, and attention, but something was missing in my life. I was known as a lion because of my huge cock. It was so annoying as I was horny all tye tome and people could see them outline of it when I wore shorts. It was so easy to fuck people but I was bored of it.

This is where Ollie came in to help. He spoke to me about how he wished he was like me, and I ended up telling him how I would love to become a cute nerd twink like him. He was actually shocked hearing it. He asked me if I was willing to trade bodies with him, and I said yes! He showed me this weird device that has a node, and it meant to transfer our minds but leaving everything behind.

I sat there with the node on my head, and he pressed the device on. I felt my body froze as I was being extracted painfully, but out of the blue, I was sitting where Ollie was and saw my body in front moving.

I felt new knowledge about science, maths, everything, and lust for jocks? I felt my smaller cock get hard seeing Ollie in my body flexing. I looked at my new body, and it felt so tight and sexy! I was finally a cute nerdy twink!!! I was Ollie at last!! I remembered how I had OF and loved guys fucking me.

I spoke to Matt, and we both loved this swap, we felt love and decided to kiss. He agreed to collaborate with me, and the video went viral. Matt is now my dom top, and he sure satisfies me nightly. I love how he ruins my hole as he needs to keep his cock calm. We have fucked so any times at college and this was the best life ever.

Everyone respected our relationship, and we had so many threesomes as sometimes I wanted to top a fellow jock.

The device? I kept it hidden away as Matt and I agreed to steal ourselves fresh young bodies when we reached 40.

[dystopia-fantasy]

Stealing a Body at Christmas

[assassinbugs]

you still swap even if it's not a person. if it's a chair you're a chair 👍

poll about swapping with you own icon here

[superscourge]

scourge and shadow bodyswap. just for funsies

[oliverwondertf]

The New Justin

“Mmm oh yeah. You feel good boy.” Justin whispered to himself as he flexed in front of the mirror in the middle of the gym. “I oughta possess you gym boys more often. Look at me now… this is pure muscle.”

Justin started sensually touching his own body up and down. He ran his hands across his massive chest and pecs before feeling his own biceps. He made his way down to his spandex shorts and grabbed his growing hard on through the thin fabric.

“Oh fuck, yeah! I’ll bet you are popular with the boys.” He cooed as he lifted his waistband and dove his hands into his shorts before bringing them up to his nose to take a sniff.

“Mmm, how’s my big strong man doing over here?” Keira, Justin’s girlfriend, came up behind him and ran her hands across his back and grabbed his biceps. “You look so sexy babe.”

Fuck, this guy has a girlfriend - of course he does. Well, better keep up appearances for now. I’m not one to ruin this stud’s life and reputation.

“Oh, uh, yeah babe. Just showing off my incredible body for everyone to see. I’m the hottest guy here, aren’t I? You like what you see?” I stated nervously before settling in on Justin’s natural confidence as I struck another pose.

“I do. Let’s get out of here babe. I’m ready to please my big man tonight.” She flirted as she grabbed my bulge and leaned in to kiss me.

I kissed her back, feeling my boner stir up as I made out with my girlfriend. I followed her out of the main area and we both went into our respective locker rooms to shower and change.

“Hey Justin. You looked good out there bro! You’re looking incredible man.” One of Justin’s friends complimented as I walked in.

“Heh, thanks bro. You did too.” I said back, debating on making a move on him right here and now.

Eh, on second thought, who the hell cares if Justin has a girlfriend? She might walk in on me balls deep inside this guy and I won’t care. The new and improved ‘Justin’ is here to stay. Then again, who says I can’t have both…

“Hey dude, wait up! I gotta show you something…” I called out after him.

I don’t ever want to go back to being an overweight middle-aged man ever