#body suit tattoo

[dones-amb-tatuatges]

[hunkpossession0]

Airborne Exchange

It still didn’t feel real. One moment, I was stuck in economy, envying the guy in first class, casually dressed in a white t-shirt and short white pants, radiating confidence. The next moment, after wishing on that strange amulet, I was in his seat—no, in *his body*.

I could barely contain myself as I made my way to the first-class bathroom. Once inside, I locked the door and stared at the mirror. The reflection that looked back at me wasn’t the person I used to be. It was *him*. Dark hair, tanned skin, chiseled features, and a body that seemed like it belonged to a movie star.

Without thinking, I pulled off the white t-shirt, eager to see more. The muscles underneath were perfect—strong, defined, and powerful. I flexed, watching in awe as the biceps bulged, the veins popping just beneath the skin. I ran my hands over my chest, down to the sculpted abs, feeling the firmness and strength in every inch of this new body.

The rush of power was intoxicating. I flexed harder, admiring the way the muscles moved, how effortlessly strong I felt. It wasn’t enough, though. I needed more space, more time to explore this new form.

After the plane landed, I headed straight for the nearest bathroom in the airport, almost trembling with excitement. I locked the stall and quickly stripped off the t-shirt and shorts. Standing there in nothing but my—his—underwear, I started flexing again, harder this time. Every muscle responded instantly, swelling with power. The reflection in the bathroom mirror was mesmerizing, and the thrill of seeing this perfect body respond to my every command was overwhelming.

As I explored my new form, the thrill grew into something more. I pushed the boundaries, flexing and admiring, letting the power go to my head. It was more than just a new body—it was an entirely new existence. The confidence, the strength, the way people would look at me now—I couldn’t resist. This was my life now, and I was going to enjoy every second of it.

[bruciemilf]

Bruce with tattoos for his birdies!! Jason's birthday on his heart, and death day on his back. A blue robin on his shoulder. Tim' adoption date on his index finger. ' C A S S ' in ASL, along his spine. Damian's first words on his arm, drawn with arab characters, on jasmine flowers. Just. Yeah.

[thethirdbear]

[pansylair]

the absolute whiplash i got when i was browsing your store just now and out of nowhere among your creatures i saw BENNY GECKO??

shhshdhd! i live and breathe benny gecko he is my fucked up little weirdo and i must put out my offerings of him to the world

[dones-amb-tatuatges]

[unholy-cvlt]

FLEURS À L'ENCRE NOIRE

[curiouslynn5]

In honor of winter beginning tomorrow, here’s a throwback to my harsh bun tan lines. 🥲

[but-the-scene-is-grey]

[callsmeboootyful]

hi 💖

[unholy-cvlt]

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

"The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well... they die."

[skyesmom]

you touched me & suddenly I was a lilac sky

[but-the-scene-is-grey]

[bbapplehoneybbw]

And just like that I’m burnt 😂

I suck at putting on sunscreen 🧴

[amberaesthetic101]

Like my new bikini? It seems to be a little small lol