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Asking for A Favor
"Hey there bro," Charlie said with zero sense of awareness (more likely zero sense of care) in regards to Lee's privacy as he barged in to the bathroom and opened up the curtain while Lee lathered himself in soap under the shower head

Lee, understandably, surprised beyond belief by Charlie's intrusion, but the sight of Charlie's bedhead that framed his gorgeous icy blue eyes coupled with his toned physique quickly worn out the anger in Lee's mind which resulted in a dejected yet weak mumble
"Fuck sake, can't this wait?"
"I just want to ask your favor before you have set your schedule, that's all. You see, I'm too lazy today to attend this photoshoot downtown, can you come for me instead? I just wanna hang with Andrea all day today,"
"Charlie, I already have things to do. I need to submit my writing by tonight,"
"Oh come on, you haven't make that much money anyway from your writing in comparison to the amount of money you get from posing as me and received 40% of my commission. And it's not like you set a work together session with a friend, right? You will just sit in Starbucks staring at your screen all day long or hop to the library anyway,"
"Is that the way you talk to someone you are asking for help, bro?" Lee said as he stepped out from the tub and circled the towel on his waist
"Jeez Lee, I'm just saying the truth. And you are smart anyway, you can whip out those writings under an hour or two. Plus, I know you like it when you are sitting in the cafe while looking like me and get all those attentions from the onlookers. Those two sentences are also the truth and I know it as the truth because I've seen you in public when you looked like Rafael, or Maxime. Or Alfie. You always basked in the attention those looks gave you,"
"What an astute character study you've done on me, Mr. Stiller. I clearly am an ugly fucker enjoying my 15 seconds of fame when I looked like someone else's way more popular than me like an attention whore that I am," and Charlie smiled as Lee continued ", while in fact, I am a narcisstic and self-serving blonde motherfucker who likes to intrude my roommate's safe space and privacy to do my work when I don't feel like it," which Lee said with a much different voice as he already transformed himself to resemble Charlie

"You're the best, bro! Thanks a lot, do whatever you want with it as long as you do our work, okay? I'll drop the location to you after this," Charlie said as he hugged the copy of himself and excitedly walked out from the bathroom
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While Charlie lounged around with his girlfriend in his flat while watching Netflix, his girlfriend asked him
"You charged your phone, right? I didn't see you holding your phone the past hour. When did you post this?" She asked while showing him the Instagram post "he" made a couple minutes ago.

Charlie just chuckled without answering, until he eventually said
"Linda posted it for me. She said I need to be active in Feeds too everyday, for the engagement. Anyway, this is the great part you don't wanna miss, just watch,"

She tried to sit back straight after laying around his torso all the time to reply to Charlie's statement but Charlie's hand gently closed her mouth while also pushing her back to rest her head on top of his torso,
Judging from the way he posed for the selfie, the shoot went well, thought Charlie. He's going to let it slide for now, but he's going to talk to Lee later when he's back and ask him how the hell he got access to his Instagram account when he never even gave any password or details about his social media to him. Charlie just hated it if his roommate intruded his privacy like that........
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Auction Winner
When I heard of that "Body Auction" app thing, I thought it was all some joke some celebrity stirred, or something weirdos did for kicks. It just seemed like an easy way for someone to just donate a lot of money and act like a big deal for an hour or two. I kept seeing ads and tweets and everything else about the app. At the start I thought only fools would use it, but overtime I became more curious about it. I downloaded the app, spent a good 20 minutes looking at people. Then I found him, Marcus. He barely had any bids, but he was at the forefront of my mind. I scanned his description; Three Days, 37 years old, Full control possession. How could I say no to that. I placed the bid, waiting patiently for two minutes, hoping nobody would place a bid last second. Then I woke up, finding myself standing in front of the mirror in a public gym. At first, I thought I was dreaming. Then I flexed, accidentally. “Oh my god,” I whispered, but erupted with a deep voice. I spent a good while in that bathroom, experimenting with my new tanky physique. I couldn't stop grinning. Then again, I couldn't stop moving. I just kept flexing and shifting as I stood, always keeping my eyes locked on myself. I watched my veins pop as they danced around my muscles, filled with blood and testosterone. A hundred words could describe how I was feeling right now; Warm, Powerful, Energetic, Indestructible. it all made it so clear to me why people spent this much money, and typically that was only for a hour or two - You're telling me I am going to look like this for three days? What a deal.
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