#SOUL SWAP

[marte-14]

I am alive, I just don’t have a lot of free time to draw and post.

Anyway this is based on a post that I saw here on Tumblr, an AU where Leg and Roolie swap bodies after they got hit by a curse.

The original post was made on another site in Chinese (I read it by using Google translate so you can imagine the quality), I don’t have the original link but I will add in it the future when I find it!

Thanks @sea-salt-lemon-sugar for the story's link!

The story: https://tubertiu.lofter.com/post/24e419_2bd41b159

[petew21-blog]

Revenge possession, part 2

"So what is this game called again?" I asked out loud with Devon's voice.

Devon in the back of our mind:"Dead by daylight. You play either as a survivor or the killer. Depending on the role you have to escape or kill all the survivors."

I chuckled a bit:"You don't see how that's ironic?"

Devon was silent. "I'm so sorry, man. Jesus, I didn't think this through. Haha. Well... you should be good in this game right?"

Me:"Not really. I kinda didn't even know I was being hunted. Your parents just picked me up and then tortured me in the woods. I didn't have much of a chance to even run."

Devon:"Oh... I'm so sorry for that, man. My parents are horrible people."

Me:"Yeah. And I know they killed much more people than just me. That's why it needs to stop"

Devon:"So are you sure that killing them would be the best revenge for all these years of their murder spree?"

Me:"What else can I do? It's not like I had much of a choice. Few days ago I didn't even have a body. Now I co-share yours. Yeah, stealing their sons body is good revenge too, but you're a good person. And I don't want to take over your life."

Devon:"Not what I was aiming for. I honestly love having you here with me. You're like a second voice/brother/best friend inside of me. Oh shit. I just figured. I keep calling you bro. What's your real name?"

Me:"Paul. Took you long to ask, man. Not cool"

Devon:"Sorry, haha. So... Paul. You're like 40 now, right?"

Me:"I would be if your parents didn't kill me. But I died when I was 21 like you are now. So my mind basically stayed 21 I suppose. Except for roaming the country I didn't have much fun through all these years. These past few days as you, just chilling here, playing video games, jerking off and talking to you is the most fun I had over these 20 years."

Devon took control over his body to let go of the controler and to flex his biceps. The sweat hitting his nose.

Me:"What are you doing? I thought we were gonna play?"

Devon:"Nah, just reminding you what body you're in"

Devon:"Look at me man. I have beautiful abs, massive arms. These thighs could crush a melon between them. I appreciate that you picked me and that you like my body, but you gotta do something about this. We gotta go have fun. With another living being."

Me:"Devon... I really am happy how you treat me in your body, but... I don't think we have the same type of dating pool"

Devon:"I don't care whoever you fuck. I'm straight, or atleast I think I am, but very accepting. And if my man inside of me wants to fuck some handsome man, I will be more than happy to help you out. Bros gotta help each other"

Me:"But it's gonna be your body, man."

Devon:"So? You could do much worse with my body and you didn't. Getting fucked or fucking someone in the ass is not so bad."

Me:"Ok? So what place do you suggest?"

Devon:"Gym. We can show everyone what this body can do. Lot of people observe me there, so you can pick whoever you desire"

We arrived to the gym. So many hot and sexy people in sight. Devon took control to do his normal routine. It sucks that I could also have a body like this, but back in the day I wanted to see the world. I wanted to be myself in a world that hates my kind. Twenty years later, the world is so much more accepting. It's not ideal, but wow. How things gave changed

I still can't believe that Devon let's me stay in his body. I mean, look at him. He could be anything, have anyone. And yet this hot piece of meat is depressed with his easy life, being alone most of the time. I guess that's what happens when your serial killer parents move your family every now and then. You don't have any friends and those that you did might already be dead by their hand. How horrible... I honestly can't wait to see them. To look them in their face. With their son's face and to kill them. I hope Devon will forgive me. I know he says he wants to stop them, but it's his parents. I just have to make sure that he will not stop me when the time comes

Devon was just finishing up, when a cute twink approached us.

The guy:"Hey, I hope you don't mind that I was watching you"

Devon:"Nah, it's ok man. You need a hand with lifting?"

The guy smiled. "Oh I do need a hand, I just don't know If I asked the right person"

Devon sat down, looking all confused:"That depends if..."

I stopped Devon mid sentence. "I think that's a cue for me to take over, ok?"

Devon now in the back of my mind:"Sorry man, I usually don't respond to guys hitting on me. Go on. Have fun"

I smiled at the guy and casually finished the sentence

We headed to the showers. The owners must be probably sick with all these guys hooking up here. But we didn't care. We made out passionately. The twins was all over my muscles, as I would be in his place too. He was a bit smaller. That gave me a sense of dominating him.

I stopped and smiled at the guy. "I... just gotta let you know that I am a virgin"

Devon:"What!!! Dude, you never had sex with anyone?"

The guy looked at me from top to bottom. "You? If good looking people like you are virgins, then I have no idea how world works."

I chuckled nervously. It was true. I was 21 when I died, but back then it was much harder to date a find gay guy. Now you can just download Grindr and in a few minutes you got yourself a guy in your bedroom

Twink:"Well in that case we can go to your place and have some fun there. This isn't a very nice place to have your first time, don't you think"

I just smiled and nodded in approval

We were now in Devon's messy room. The guy was really shocked to see such a straight man cave, but didn't say a word. We made out. He took off my shirt soaked in sweat from gym. His lips now kissed my neck and went to over my pecs, down the middle to my waist band. He took my hard dick into his hand, squeezed hard and looked me deep into my eyes. His look was so full of lust, yet I could tell it was superficial. This guy isn't looking for romance. He just wants to be fucked hard. So let's give it to him

I took a bit of control of the moment. I grabbed him by the neck. Turned him around and pressed him against the wall. He was now moaning in pleasure as I was rubbing my hard dick hidden beneath the layers of my clothes against his ass. I was still holding him, choking him.

I pulled of my shorts and his just low enough to get my dick in there. I wanted to push it right in there. As hard as I could

Devon suddenly screamed out from the back of his mind:"Condom dude!!!"

I left the guy, moanjng against the wall, reaching out to the condom on the shelf. I was struggling to find which side to pick to put it on my dick

Twink:"Wait. Let me" it was obvious he jas done it a few times. The condor was on in a matters of seconds. "Do you have any lube?"

Devon intervened again:"Top drawer. Give him more attention, man. You're making it all about yourself"

"Shut up" I said out loud as a response to Devon, but the guy looked confused. "Oh sorry, not you. I'm just nervous. I have lube right here."

The guy went on Devon's bed on his back. His clothes were now gone and his ass was welcoming my dick. His legs wide open.

I pressed lightly my dick with a ridiculous ammount of lube on top.

It went smoothly so I tried to went all the way. This seemed to hurt the twins. "Hold your horses. I'm good, but not that good. A bit slower, cowboy."

I went in slowly. The pleasure got to Devon too. The way this guys ass was tight around the head of our dick was sending our minds to heaven.

I picked up the pace. The twink was moaning in pleasure and in pain at the same time. I grabbed him by the next to choke him. My other arm pressing his thigh.

Twink:"Harder!" I thought I was going as hard as possible, but I didn't think he could take it much more

Twink:"Harder!!!"

Devon:"Oh, jesus. Let me do it" Devon took over. I was in the back of our mind again. Still feeling everything.

Devon was like a beast, but the twink was really enjoying it.

I could feel all the cum building up. Ooh there's gonna be tons of cum.

Devon was biting his lower líp and furiously pounding this guy's ass. Sure, "Straight" my ass.

Devon:"I'm cumming!!!"

Twink:"Fill me! I want it all"

Devon shot out the stream of cum into the condom. The wave of pleasure was so overwhelming. So much, that I lost control for a moment. I didn't know what was happening.

I opened my eyes. Still as Devon. Good. But I was back in control. But I was alone here. I couldn't feel Devon

"DEVON?!?"

Twink:"Right here. You pushed my soul out of my body, dude. If the guy here wasn't as welcoming you would have me erased or something"

Me:"I'm so sorry. I didn't think that would happen."

Devon:"It's fine. This guy's soul is asleep or maybe gone? I don't know. But I can't hear him now. Dude! I could feel my body's orgasm and his orgasm at the same time. I can assure you, that this is definitely the best I'll ever feel. So overwhelming."

Me:"Shit, dude. We gotta figure out how to get you put of there. Or you might be stuck"

Devon:"What if we wait for a bit? I kinda wanna try having sex with my body."

Me:"Kinky. You wanna get pounded too?"

Devon:"Guess I'm not so straight anymore, right?"

After our first fucking session, Devon passed out from all the sex. We still didn't know where this guy's soul was, but we would figure that out soon. I was just happy that I was finally alive. And I even have a boyfriend now? If that's what I can call Devon. Not to put labels on our relationship or anything

I grabbed the first pair of shorts from the floor I could find. Still sweaty from the sex, I headed to the kitchen to get myself a drink of water.

I was interrupted by a dark figure in the corner of the room

"Hello, son"

I was full of rage. But I can't fuck it up now. If I kill him, I won't know where his mom is and that would take me another decade to find her.

"Hey, dad. How was your holiday"

"Oh wonderful. Rome is your mother's favourite place to visit"

I tried to act as much as possible. Devon was in his room in a wrong body, so that wouldn't help me.

"Did you go to Colosseum this time?"

"Oh, we sure did." The father responded. But in the matter of seconds his expression changed. He was now holding a gun pointed at me

"What are you doing, dad?!"

"Devon knows we went to Bahamas"

Fuck. So he knew all along that I'm not Devon. But how?

"Me and my wife found out that the folk like you, who want to have your revenge for what we did, come back as ghosts to make our lives a living hell."

"So I'm not the first one?"

"Hahaha. Of course you're not. The first one came when Devon was 2 years old. Of course he doesn't remember, but that was a nasty one. All the paranormal stuff. We didn't know what we were dealing with back then. But now, oh we are used to deal with you. But possessing Devon is a first. Some possessed us and tried to kill us, but obviously failed."

"How can you tell that I'm not him? Besides the question."

"Oh it's an aura thing. Once you have the experience and a good guidance, you can just tell when a soul isn't in their rightful place."

"Now, tell me. Did Devon put up a lot of fight? Your answer will change the course of your torture."

"Devon is ok. He's in the body of the guy downstairs. It was an accident"

"Sure it was. That would make sure that we couldn't kill you or him, right? We're not so stupid, mister. Although I will not enjoy killing my son, there is no other choice."

"If you kill me, I will go after you even more. I have for the past 20 years and I will even after you die. My soul will not rest until you burn in hell"

"Sure you can do that, but it will take you some time to get out of this thing."

He was holding a wooden object with symbols

"What is that thing?"

"That mister, is your prison. It will bind you inside, until it breaks, or someone opens it on purpose. Which happens rarely if you ask me."

"You're doing a big mistake. Devon is in his room in a different body. Let him atleast get his body back."

"I can't take that chance. Me and my wife have a life to live up to and we won't stop just because our son got himself in some trouble and can't handle it."

"It's your son! You would kill him just so you can continue your killing spree?"

"Oh, definitely. Having a child is a great thing, but taking a life. That's something you won't ever forget about. The control it gives you."

"You're sick. No parent would ever do this to their child"

From the hallway a second voice spoke:"Oh these two are a chatty couple, right honey? So chatty chatty. But we need to hurry up, so get on with this" the mother said towards her husband

I could feel a horrible pain in my chest. Feelings very similar to the ones I felt 20 years ago. This couple was killing me again

"Sorry Devon. We couldn't have done anything" father said

"Devon hates you too!" I screamed out

"You're talking too much" and then nothing.

I don't know for how long this continued. I don't even know what they did with Devon's beautiful body. How they got rid of it.

Soon I started to feel walls around me. Walls? As a ghost I wouldn't be able to. Except if this is their prison that they were talking about.

I opened my eyes. There was only darkness. Nothing else. I looked around and on the other side of my prison was someone sitting, crying.

I got up to approach this person. He looked up

It was Devon. He was crying

"Paul! They killed me. My own mother slit my throat. I told her it's me. But she just killed me and trapped me into thus thing."

"I'm so so sorry, Devon. I never wanted any of this. I wanted revenge for them. But they were ready. They knew. Your father didn't listen to me too. He didn't care. I told him about your soul. But they are more sadistic then I thought"

"Paul, I'm dead. My parents killed me. My OWN PARENTS!"

"Devon, they are horrible people. And we will get our lives back. Maybe not our old lives, but we will. But first we have to get out of here. We're gonna get through this together. Ok?"

Devon collapsed into my arms. I was just glad that I could hold someone even if I was a ghost now. We were gonna get out of here, but I had no idea how

Outside of the ghost trap, the world went by.

Devon's father held the trap tightly as he watched his old house burn. His wife held her head on his shoulder.

"Ahhh, I think I might miss Devon. He gave our life some order"

"He limited us. We couldn't ve ourselves all the time. Now we can. What do you say we go pick up some hitchhiker?"

"Ohhhh, that's a lovely idea. Get rid of that box, it gives me the creeps"

And as the two of them were laughing while leaving, the box was sinking deeply into the river below the bridge until some human would find it.

If Paul and Devon would know what was happening to then right now, they would be devastated.

[siremasterlawrence]

Museum Of Horror 1: I Want Your Life

After a hard week I find myself wanting to let go of it all giving up on my dreams when it happens as a shooting star races through the sky and I open my window sliding on to the roof of my home as I stare at the night sky unable to sleep.One small section of the bold gold shooting star seems to rip from it racing to the mid huge ground of my back yard smashing in to it and leaving a massive hole in the back ground of my home as I slide off to see it in his glory.It shines blaring in to my face as I cannot try to explain what I see reaching in with both of my hands as I grasp it and lift it up to my eye line unknowingly my mind goes in to a random placing it next to my chest as it absorbs in to my skin.

Everything in my body switches to a type of a unknown frequency I have never felt of experienced until now as my eyes began to spin like in a merry go round and I blank out four hours waking up in some strange location a hotel room maybe who knows at this point. Panicking I get up rubbing like the window to get to my bathroom mirror only to the have the shock of my life because I am unable to comprehend why I look like this or how I look this and why do I feel like an entirely unique person because this is not my body but it’s empty. I slap myself a bit with enthusiasm because this has to be a dream, I must have been so worked for this last day that I need to be a new entity for a night and woah I go really extremely lucky tonight baby and I could not be happier with results or the fruit of my labor.

“Oh My God! I am touching Tyler Hoechlin’s face.” I say staring in to the mirror.

“What on earth is this a fever dream?” I am still questioning me.

“No! Look at his phones and his contacts.” I say.

“I wonder what he….mmmmmm” I think as I open my shirt.

“He won’t mind if I take a peak right?” I ask with a wink.

“Of course not hot shot! Go for it.” I reply to myself.

“Woah! Shaven very nice.” I think feeling his chest to torso.

“Tyler! I am going to strip.” I say to no one in particular.

“Yeah! I am going to sleep in for a while so if you excuse me.”

“Wait! Wait a second please!” A voice yells back at me matching the mirror.

“Ugh! What do you want?” I say sighing and rolling my eyes.

“You can’t take possession of my body even if you wanted to.” Hey says slamming fist on to the mirror.

“You assume I care, I wanted a new life so I took one.” I shrug my shoulders.

“I Am Not Going Back” I finish.

“You asshole!” He howls at me.

“What is happening? What the fuck?” He shouts.

“Oh buddy! You are fading away.”

“Nnnnooooooo!” He screams in one lays ditch effort but falls in to an endless purple

void.

“That is right bitch”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“This body is glorious”

“Once and for all”

“My life is going to be amazing”

“I will dominate all”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Yell better watch out”

“Motherfuckers “

“I am god”

“A God!”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Now the claim both types of pussies “

“Have a wonderful week”

The end

[guqqie]

soul swap hardcore is so fun i have loved playing on it! let me know if you guys have any headcanons i know a few of you do :)

[ilovewillem]

Whumptober day 7 alt prompt- Body swap!

Yuta hated the idea the second he heard it. The idea of being outside of his own body and taking advantage of the one of his beloved sensei made him begin to panic on the spot. 

“Yuta.” Gojo put a comforting hand on his student's shoulder and squeezed gently. “Listen to me, okay?”

“I don’t want to do this?” Mortifyingly, Yuta felt tears begin to grow in his eyes. 

“Yuta, take deep breaths. Just like we talked about.” Gojo set an example, taking long, exaggerated breaths. 

“I don’t want to do this!” Yuta’s voice shook and broke. “Please.”

“Come on.” Gojo hummed gently and helped Yuta sink to the ground. “Breathe. I’ll talk once you’ve calmed down.”

Yuta leaned into Gojo, grounding himself the best he could. Gojo had taken care of him in ways his father never did. The younger had grown attached in an instant, clinging to his teacher like a child. Gojo couldn’t bring himself to be bothered by it. In fact, he enjoyed taking care of the kid. 

“Mhm.” Yuta held onto Gojo’s shirt as if he was afraid the older would slip away. 

“We’re only going to do it for 5 minutes, do you understand? Do you think you can handle it for 5 minutes?” Gojo kept his tone calm, but strict. 

Yuta nodded, but couldn’t get up without falling flat on his ass. 

“I’ll get you ice cream after, okay?” Gojo patted Yuta’s face, hoping for at least a small smile. 

“Okay.” Yuta’s voice was so small, so delicate. Gojo found it hard to believe that the boy next to him was so powerful. 

“Do you want to hold hands? Do you think that would make it any better?” Gojo had grown used to all the little things that made Yuta more comfortable, and physical contact seemed to be the most effective. 

“Yeah.” Yuta gripped both of Gojo’s hands, his palms sweaty and his fingers shaking. 

“Ui Ui?” Gojo looked at the odd boy standing near them. “We’re ready.”

Yuta shut his eyes tight. When he opened them again, he was looking at himself. Everything around him was so much bigger than it used to be. He couldn’t work the body the way he was used to. He couldn’t even speak. 

“Yuta.” His own voice whispered to him. 

He wanted to scream, to beg whoever was in his body to stop. Hands pressed against his eyes. He was able to control them, but he wasn’t sure how. 

“Gojo?” He hated the way his sensei’s usually comforting voice sounded when he was in control. 

“Can you try to stand up?” Gojo said in Yuta’s body. 

Yuta shook the head of Gojo’s body, not wanting to talk anymore. 

“Only 3 more minutes, okay?” Yuta needed Gojo to stop talking, but he had no way of expressing it. “I know you can handle it.”

Yuta felt himself be lifted. He was so much further up than he was used to. Even his hearing had grown more intense, forcing him to hear the heartbeats of everyone in the room.  

“Can you try to talk?” Having his own voice asking him to do things was nauseating. “No? No, you can’t. Hmmm, okay. Can you stand without me?”

Yuta whined. 

“Can you open your eyes?” Gojo made Yuta’s voice more mature, and older. Yuta had no choice but to listen. 

“One more minute.” Gojo smiled in Yuta’s body, an odd, strained expression.

Yuta shook his head, the closest he could get to saying ‘please don’t do that.’ It was dizzying. 

Gojo stepped back, his arms stretched out as if he were training a toddler to walk. Yuta stumbled forward, reaching for his sensei. 

“Good job.” Was the last thing Yuta was able to hear before his senses went into overload and knocked him out. 

“Yuta?” Gojo held Yuta in his lap, finally back into his own body. 

“Let’s never do that again, please?” Yuta rolled over on his side and curled into himself. 

“Alright.” Gojo didn’t know if they’d ever have to swap souls again, but he couldn’t disappoint his student. “Are you hungry?”

“I think I’ll throw up if I try to eat.” Yuta grasped Gojo’s shirt, shaking as he came down from the stress that had overwhelmed him. As soon as his body untangled itself from the mess of senses, he began to sob. Loud, uncontrollable hiccups that scared Gojo. He couldn’t stop wailing, seizing, and hyperventilating in his teacher's lap. 

When he began to go quiet, Gojo whispered to him. “Is it okay if I move you?”

“Yes.” Yuta had never liked his voice as much as he did at that moment. He enjoyed how everything he needed to say sounded right in his own tone. 

Gojo carried Yuta in his arms the way he had countless times before. It was his go-to move when his student's anxiety got the better of him and caused an uncontrollable spiral. 

“Are feeling any better yet?” Gojo asked as he wrapped Yuta in a blanket and held him close. 

“A little,” Yuta mumbled. 

“I’m going to get you some water, okay?” Gojo stood up. 

“No, no, please stay!” Yuta almost started crying again, begging and panicking. 

“Hey.” Gojo got down on his knee and took Yuta’s face in his hands. “I’m going to be right back. I’m just getting you water because you’ve been crying so much. Do you hear me?”

Yuta took a shaking breath as he nodded. “Yes.”

“I won’t be gone more than a minute. If you need anything, just shout. I’ll be back before you can blink.” It didn’t even take a minute for Gojo to fill up a glass of water and bring it back. Yuta poked his hands out of the cocoon of blankets Gojo had wrapped him in to take it. 

“Can we watch a movie?” Yuta requested gently. 

“Anything you want.” If Yuta asked Gojo to give him a million dollars and start tap dancing, he’d be in a pair of Bloches and on his way to the bank. His heart melted as his student cuddled into his side. 

“You like this one, don’t you kiddo?” Gojo stopped on a calming kid's movie he’d seen Yuta watch with Inumaki. 

“Sensei.” Tears slipped down Yuta’s face. It was gentle, a drizzle as opposed to the hurricane it was earlier. 

“Yuta, dear Yuta.” Gojo hugged his student tighter. “What’s wrong.”

“I hated that so much.” The teen was too tired to talk, but tears came earlier. “I feel so gross. I feel like I took advantage of you. I hated it so much.”

“We’ll never have to do that again.” He was going to make sure that they never switched souls again. Gojo was willing to die for that kid, but he wasn’t going to force him to take his place. “Never, ever again. I promise. I didn’t know it was that bad for you, I’m sorry.” Apologies didn’t come easy for Gojo, but seeing his kid cry cut deep. 

“It felt so bad.” Yuta shook his head and got as close to Gojo as he could. Gojo couldn’t keep his infinity on around the kid, they both needed the contact. Yuta had crawled out of the blankets Gojo had swaddled him in so he could cuddle. 

“Kid?” Gojo whispered, looking down to see his dear student fast asleep. He wrapped an arm around the boy and nuzzled into his hair. The student was so soft and fragile despite being one of the most powerful sorcerers. 

Watching the kid sleep, Gojo cemented his dedication to being the strongest. If he was the strongest, Yuta could remain a child. He had gone through far more than any 17-year-old should’ve, Gojo wouldn’t let him suffer anymore. 

[bl-bam-beyond]

MY STAND-IN (2024, THAILAND)

Episode 5

New Joe (PHURIPAN SAPSANGSAWAT aka POOM) calming down Former Joe (TANATAT KUNANEKSIN aka WINNER)

@pose4photoml

[shrewmingledotcom]

hypmic arb soul swap for the 3gumi where riou is in doppo’s body and goes to work and his boss complains at him a lot and riou just kills his boss on accident or something

[madcatdaderpydrawer-blog]

SS Paxton struggles in school a lot more then normal Paxton, who is very good academically. This is because along with being selectively mute he also has really poor eyesight AND no glasses.

[clowsvillesuckz]

SOUL SWAP! AVAILABLE ON CLEOPATR4 GAMEBOY NOW !

guess who made stuff pixel by pixel again after saying i’m never doing it again!!!! that’s right it was me… i made the hardcore hearts in the stupidly difficult way yay! ANYWAY! the design itself was a mix of illustrator and photoshop while i made the actual 3D model in blender! then i put it in after effects and added a little moving background :D i made this all in one day took me about 8-9ish hours total ? i’m really quite happy with it !

[summerofshinee]

One day, the five men have their souls swapped. It would've been okay if it was a holiday but too bad, they have two TV show filmings, a commercial shooting, and a radio program today.

tags: n/a

[petew21-blog]

Uncharted territory

Danny made sure that he had everything. His costume of Nathan Drake from Uncharted was amazing for this year's Comic Con. He was inspired after he saw his bully dressed as him for Halloween. He needed to be better, but unfortunately he didn't have the muscles to show off. So he went for the shirt.

The bully looked so good. Danny even saved the photo from his instagram and jerked off to it, imagining that he would go to Comic Con as him. He would definitely get a LOT of attention.

He was about to head out to wait for his friend Martin to pick him up. But before leaving he decided to fully use his costume and play one last quick game of Uncharted before leaving.

Danny turned on the play station, excited to start his immersive experience.

The game launched and Danny clicked continue. But something was different. His controller was vibrating and overheating. Something was wrong. Danny felt a force pulling him into the game. He wanted to let go of the controller, but it was too late.

He opened his eyes. Gone was his nerdy room with comic books and a computer set. He looked around to see the jungle surrounding him. He looked down. His Nathan Drake outfit now fit way better then before. But his hands were entirely different. They were strong, veiny and hairy, not like his teen body. His shirt was strechted over his bulking pecs and the buttons of his shirt did a really bad job of covering his hairy torso.

"Oh no" he said out loud noticing the sudden voice change. He put his hand up to his throat to feel the protruding adam's apple. His hand continued and felt the stubble on his face.

"No fucking way" he tried to search for something that would show him his reflection, but the only thing he found was his knife. He pulled it out to take a look at his new face.

"Holy shit. I'm Nathan Drake! No way!" his manly voice was so erotic.

He turned around and grinned.

"I am Nathan Drake. And I am in my own game of Uncharted, with fictional characters and no one who could judge me." his grin was now even more apparent. He immediately ripped off his clothing he had on.

His body was sweaty from the humidity of the jungle, but also from the thrill Danny was now experiencing. He took a whiff of his new armpits. "Ooooh. That smells so... manly!" his hands traced the hairy line of his chest over to his abs. "These are amazing"

He came back to try out his nipples. They were really sensitive. He played with them for a while.

And the jawline! Danny would kill to look like this forever.

Everything was different. No more skinny arms, no more hairless body, no more struggles to grow a beard. No more...

He froze in place. There was one thing he definitely needed to check out

His hand made its way aggresively into his pants. There it was. A beautiful thick meat. Danny felt the weight of it. It was perfect. He never even hoped to be such a stud.

He was ready to enjoy his body fully, but something happened. He started moving through the jungle. His shirt appeared back on his body. His body was moving as if something else was controlling it. There was a background music, which was more and more intense every second. The mission started. He had to fight for his life. But Danny felt as if he had no control of it. And the thing that controlled him did so many stupid mistakes. And then it happened. He died. Danny felt the pain in his body. Overwhelming and liberating at the same time. He closed his eyes.

Danny was forced to open them again. The mission restarted. "What the hell?" someone was playing the game. And Danny was now trapped as Nathan in the game.

The first death was one of MANY. Danny stopped counting after he reached number 28. He just prayed for it to end soon.

Meanwhile, in front of his Playstation sat his body, playing the Uncharted, grinning.

"I'll teach you how to play the game. I'll show you what it's like to die over and over again!"

Nathan was making sure to let Danny Die in his body as many times as possible.

His phone was vibrating.

"Hey. Yeah I'm ready. I'll just close the game and will meet you downstairs." Nathan tried the best impression of Danny to not raise any suspiciouns.

Nathan grinned mischievously.

He ran to the car.

Martin:"What took you so long?"

Nathan:"I had to fix settings in my game. It was too easy."

Martin:"Ok. You ready for comic con?"

Nathan:"Yes, sir"

Danny's struggles unfortunately did not end, because Nathan made sure to leave the game on and not only that. Nathan somehow messed with the settings and the story. Nathan's enemy - Atoq Navarro was now present after every death Danny went through.

What was horrible wasn't his presence, but the fact that he was 3 times bigger and his only goal was to fill Nathan's body with his cum. EVERYTHING was 3 times bigger and Atoq needed Nathan filled up.

Danny:"I hope they come back from Comic Con soon. I'm not sure how many fillings I can take." but Danny knew that he was now a character in the game. There were no limits for his pleasant suffering.

Anonymous request from Inbox

What about a swap between a cosplayer and the character in game? Like someone cosplaying as Nathan drake from Uncharted getting swapped with the ingame character while the ingame character gets put in the real world to play the video game?

[siremasterlawrence]

Celebrity Exchange Program

As a up and coming actor who proudly just joined the SAG (Screen Actor’s Guild) for the first time and I am offered a chance to be a test for the pilot program where I can use a Human Exchange Program.I had a signed a strange waver that is a gold paper with a specialized pen as the gold like paper erupts in to fire and throwing it from my hand as it disintegrates before my very eyes.I shake my head forgetting as I exit the SAG office I receive a pamphlet from the agent at the desk and I flip through it as I head home a key falls from the pamphlet with instructions on it.I flip through it as the introduction page is stating that I have entered a super hot type of exchange program where I get to switch my body with any celebrity I choose to try experience.I use the sd card shape like a key placing it into the laptop as the screen turns deep odd gold color scheme and I am sent in to a new typo of interface and I found myself seeing the options.I skim down the list with of celebrities I can inhabit for a few days I find myself lusting after each you and for different reasons of course my main squeezes are married or dating so it’s a no.Colton Haynes listing himself on the system which leaves me floored and I immediately click it to the main page showing me his face and all of her naked picks of him on full display.I press agree after scrolling down the page for God knows who long finally I signed on the dotted line and begin feel the full weight of my actions.I ignore my own feelings it heading to bed as I fell in to a deep sleep my spirit lifts from my body into the air and floating through the window and passing a strange orb I am assuming is Colton Haynes entering mybody.Everything goes black as my body continue floating into the air speeding up as his air around my soul catch fire and I land through a window and enter it hitting some strong body.The body falling backwards onto the bed rock hard sending me a coma my body is beginning to shake convulsing out of control and I wake up with my eyes popping open up.I sit back up thrusting my legs into the air as she lands a bit, my head is groggy coming towards me walking to the mirror, and he is fluctuating this body hitting the mirror in a thud.I come to looking up to the mirror to see him it’s Colton’s face I am touching and I am so feeling fantastic as I strip naked to showing his body on showcase this is my body now forever.I check my body landing onto my chest as they let them spread feeling every inch and crevice of his body and I knew he felt that even in body but just spun it to the side to head into the bathroom.Letting my clothes fly into the air as I enter the bathroom closing the door behind me, switching the knob of the side as the shelf flows down raining over me and begin to soap up.The soap in my hand is place back as I am lathering myself up to the point suds are now everywhere and I enjoy the heat of the water wash over me and it felt so amazing to me.I do dance as I am getting a bit more of his confidence knowing I am super fucking hot now and their is nothing they can do to stop me and cleaning myself off with a towel as the steam rises.I am a new man stepping out of the shower drying my feet and into a pair of slippers as I walk out and the steam flowing into my main bedroom.

“Oh My God!”

“I am a stun”

“Look this face”

“This body is perfection”

“I am about to go out “

“Flash this smile “

“Flirt”

“Get some ass”

“Claim someone “

“They won’t know what hit them”

“I won’t be shy “

“I am so tired of being misunderstood “

“What’s his passcode”

“Oh right! Boop boop boop”

“Excellent! Let’s download some app”

“Set your profile”

“Take a few pics “

“Hit me up bitches “

“Time to get dressed “

“This polo shirt is it “

“Nice pair of jeans”

“Grab my shit “

“Almost forgot my keys “

“Here we go”

“Hello! Yes”

“This is Colton Haynes”

“I will be at this restaurant in five minutes “

“I need to get a private table at your restaurant.”

“This is Colton Haynes”

“Yes sir!”

“I’m on my way “

“Baby!”

“Move! “

“The main main is here”

“I’m here “

“Hello Sir!”

The end

[minthy]

The Star Sanses,

with the Map of the soul: 7 song that I think it fits with them, Because I miss 2019.

(forgot to post these doodles here, yay)

Persona: Swap.

"Actually I’m real good but a little uncomfortable,

I'm still not so sure if I'm a dog or a pig or what else,

But then other people come out and put the pearl necklace on me"

(Truth to be told, I have no idea what "swap sans" really is, He's just... well.. A swap, He doesn't even have a personality the silly, He just is there to fit for the plot of your AUs, heheh, Relatable)

Ego: Dream.

"I go back every day, To me of yesterday,

To the life of giving up, I let myself go away,

But in this world, you know, There are truths unchanged,

Time rushes ever forward, There's no ifs, buts, or maybes"

(I don't think he can get over what happened, his heart is big and his ego is bigger than to let him ask for guidance and support, man release us)

Shadow: Ink.

"I wondered everyday how far I'd go,

I came to my senses and I find myself here,

Yeah, hmm, shadow at my feet,

Look down, it's gotten even bigger"

(No matter how great high and mighty he's getting, the more the shadows of his past and constant need for stimulation are driving him to a point of despair and unsatisfaction, get a grip)

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry but the irony of Nico calling Max unprofessional is sending me so bad like sir there's an entire garage full of people, who were literally in the trenches trying to survive the Brocedes fallout while just doing their jobs, who might have a few things to say about your (& Lewis') level of professionalism at that time 😭✋️

[bongcipher]

triangular possesion

[anxiousapplepie]

*sticks a pin of all my ISAT Role!Swap teams on the notice board* There! This pinned post now exists, it'll be functional, and when I eventually come up with AU names besides "The Housemaiden!Siffrin AU" or "Traveler!Isabeau's AU" I'll organize it more. Check the #ISAT Role!Swap AU tag for an unfiltered stream of content, or #my art if you want to just look at the stuff I've drawn!