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Fresh Body

There is no confidence boost like when you slip on a fresh body. All my old problems melt away when I see my new reflection. There’s nothing like putting on a hunk to make everything feel right with the world.

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Fadi’s Boyfriend

I knew I was going to enjoy Fadi, I really threw myself into his life. When I met his boyfriend Amir, I knew I was going to expand my Arab collection.

Fadi had more lean muscle, but Amir was beefier. He also had significantly more body hair. This all, but sealed the deal.

I enjoyed exploring their life together. I let him fuck my new hole. They did make a handsome couple. But my time spent in domestic bliss was limited. I was determined to harvest Amir.

The last face he saw was of the man he loved. With that final betrayal, he had such a confused look sweep across his face. As much as I enjoyed being with him, I would rather be him.

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Arab Skin

I do love harvesting the skin of Arab men. I love everything about it. It’s smooth brown tone. The body hair. Fadi was a perfect candidate. He was a fellow Uber driver. We were the only ones in the airport waiting lot when he decided to get out of his car to pray. I let him finish his last recitation before I injected him. Now I have his empty husk to wear for my pleasure. I think I’m going to enjoy being this Arab man.

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Mohammed

For the love of Arab men, I love to wear their skin. The rich tone seems to keep me warmer at night. I found Mohammed at the airport. Although his destination in my collection wasn’t what he planned it’s what I desired. I don’t know what his hopes and dreams were. But at this point, they never mattered.

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Amir

I wanted his furry caramel skin. Amir made it extra easy for me when he passed out in the back of my Uber. He even came with some fresh sneakers. I love those fringe benefits when I harvest a new body. Now his body is all mine. I’ve taken a few photos showcasing his best angle.

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New Driving Suit

Being an Uber driver has opened up many opportunities for bodysuits for me. However today I’m a passenger and an equally suitable opportunity has presented itself. Mohammed was my driver, but he is soon to be my next body.

I’m gonna wait until we get to our destination before I give him the injection. I gave him a five star rating. His service went above and beyond, from the ride to the body. also his driver account is soon to be mine as well. I’m sure Mohammed will serve me well.

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Priest Of Xipe Totec

Being the priest of an ancient Aztec god has its benefits. Xipe Totec has been good to me. But he demands certain sacrifices. The nature of those sacrifices is revealed by his other name, the Flayed God.

He needs a fresh human skin every full moon cycle to walk the earth and do his bidding. It is up to me to select an appropriate candidate for sacrifice and prepare them for their higher purpose.

Their preparation requires 1000 year-old obsidian knife and a lot of patience. The sacrifice must be alive for as long as possible to infuse the skin with their life essence. What’s left is a skinsuit imbued, with powerful blood magic. It appears to be a pile of lifeless skin when empty. However, as soon as it’s worn, it turns the wearer into the spitting image of the sacrifice when they were alive.

It can be a challenge, maintaining my religious responsibilities. There is some benefit, my Lord takes care of me. When the cycle is over, there is no longer enough blood magic contained within the skin to contain a God. However, the sacrifice skin can still be worn by a mortal. As a priest, I have a right to these skins. When I perform the ritual, I have to be wearing one in order for the sacrifice to be accepted. It’s a great honor to wear a skin formally occupied by Xipe Totec.

With the skins, I live a small portion of the life normally reserved for gods. I am immortal in a way. Living my life in a fresh new body every month. I feel young and full of life, even though that life was stolen at the end of an obsidian blade.

Xipe Totec, has a distinct preference in the kind of sacrifices I choose for him. Being an Aztec God, he prefers sacrifices with Aztec blood. In order to get the work done that he needs done the body must be in tiptop physical shape. It also helps if the sacrifice is attractive, I only harvest the best for a god.

I think he’ll be satisfied with my sacrificed for the next cycle. I lured Esteban to my apartment for that purpose. He thought we were just going to hook up. He didn’t plan on becoming a sacrifice and a skinsuit for an ancient god.

I performed the ritual in the bathroom as to not make a mess. I invoked Xipe Totec once the process was over. He came into my modest apartment, shedding the skin from the last cycle. He was very pleased with the sacrifice when I presented it to him. I think he’s going to enjoy Esteban. I can’t wait until he’s done with him so I can have my turn. I am happy to be his priest. I couldn’t imagine living my life any other way.

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MOVING IN

The moving truck sat idle in the afternoon sun, the air inside thick with heat and the lingering scent of sweat and effort. Jason wiped his brow as he glanced around the empty lot, ensuring that no one was near. He heard his wife calling for him somewhere in the house.

The muscular mover had slumped into the back of the truck, his massive frame collapsed in exhaustion as his legs dangled off of the tailgate. His was chest rising and falling in deep, steady breaths. His shorts rode up over thick, powerful thighs, and his shirt had bunched at his waist, exposing ridges of muscle slick with sweat.

Jason’s pulse pounded in his ears. This was it. A chance like this—so perfect, so surreal—would never come again. He climbed up carefully, his heart hammering as he stepped over the mover’s sprawled body. The man was a beast, his muscles carved from hours of labor, his scent raw and intoxicating. Jason knelt beside him, hovering just over his body, inhaling the deep musk that radiated from the mover’s skin. His fingers twitched as he traced the firm, sweat-slicked ridges of his back.

He swallowed. He had fantasized about this moment for so long—about wearing a body like this, stepping into its strength, feeling its raw power as his own. And now, with the mover helpless beneath him, he had his chance.

Jason maneuvered himself closer, pressing against his firm rear, aligning himself just right. His fingers dug in between the mans firm gluts, feeling the warmth of his opening. Then, with a shuddering breath, he pushed.

A shockwave of sensation rippled through him as his body crawled into the mover's. It was overwhelming—his vision blurred, his nerves igniting in a rush of pleasure and control. His limbs stretched and realigned, filled, expanded—muscle swallowing him whole, his mind merging, twisting, until he wasn’t just Jason anymore. He was inside the mover, his consciousness slipping effortlessly into the role like a glove fitting perfectly over a strong, calloused hand.

The heat of the mover’s body became his own, the rough scrape of stubble along his jaw unfamiliar yet intoxicating. He flexed his new hands, curling thick fingers into a fist, feeling his biceps bulge with power. His breath came heavier, deeper—his voice now a rich, masculine growl as he groaned and sat up, rolling his broad shoulders.

Jason grinned. No—not doormat Jason. Not anymore.

He was this now. A beast of muscle, strength, and sweat. And no one would ever know.

He grabbed the mover’s discarded cap and pulled it onto his head, adjusting it with a cocky smirk as he stepped off the truck. His thick legs moved with effortless power, his boots solid against the pavement. Time to finish the job.

Because now? This was his life.

He worked through the job, reveling in the ease of strength and endurance his new body granted him. Each lift, each shift of weight, filled him with a deep satisfaction. But the real thrill came when he saw her—his wife. She stood by the doorway, her frustration with her husband, wherever he was, momentarily subsided. She was watching him with a mix of curiosity and interest, completely unaware that the man she loved was inside this borrowed skin.

Jason wiped the sweat from his brow, giving her a cocky grin. "Ma'am," he drawled, his voice thick and unfamiliar, "you got a fine home here. You must have a man who takes real good care of you."

She flushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I do," she said, her voice light, teasing.

Jason felt a thrill shoot through him, hotter than anything he'd ever known. Flirting with his own wife, seeing her react to him—or at least, the man she thought he was—was exhilarating beyond belief. His heart pounded as he leaned against the doorway, flexing just enough to watch her eyes linger.

"Well, if he ever needs a hand… you know where to find me." He winked, enjoying the rush of power, of secrecy. This was a game he could play forever. And as he stepped across the threshold outside towards the rumbling truck he realized... he would.

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Jackson!!

Fucking hell bro this how I look now in selfies!!

This is fucking amazing, I'm finally got Jackson body for myself! He can go and do one being in my scrawny body, I don't give a shit really what he does to it now.

No way he's having this amazing body back, it's mine forever, I can't stand homophobic pricks like him picking on gays when queer baiting for money. Fuck him and his scrawny ass

Just look at my big guns now! Fuck I feel so pumped after the gym session today! I'm the hottest college jock here, I can fuck whoever I want now and nobody would dare to talk to me.

Fuck yeah broooo this is all mine now, the jew Jackson is here for good. Right I need to find a guy here in the gym to suck my cock as it needs attention plus I want to feel my huge cock being milked for the first time.

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Still Moist

I’ve been watching Mohammed for sometime now. I’ve been waiting for the perfect opportunity to harvest. I think now is the perfect time. He just got done with his gym routine and is heading to the showers. I want to get a hold of him before that happens. It was just my luck, we were the only two people in the shower room. I inject him immediately and drag him into dressing room. He is still moist from his workout. I didn’t want to lose any of his musk for his husk. I slipped into his skin, still warm and wet. I put on his dirty gym clothes and take a picture. I love being a smelly hairy Arab man. I don’t think I’m ever gonna wash this bodysuit. My new smell is intoxicating.

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The shapeshifter sat in his car and watched as other men and women made their way in and out of the gym. He was currently wearing the form of a busty young woman and he had just finished working out for the morning in her body. He thought it would be fun to wear a different form for the rest of the day.

He watched in anticipation as an attractive bodybuilder type in a skimpy tank top threw his bag over his shoulder and exited the gym towards his car. The shapeshifter smiled at the man as they made brief eye contact. The bodybuilder continued walking towards his own car, quickly turning away from the shapeshifter's gaze.

"Heh, dude must be gay. I wouldn't be shocked with a pair of muscle tits like those. I bet he gets all the attention on the apps." He said to himself before pulling down his sun visor and looking at his reflection. "Maybe I'll get just as much attention.

He drove a little bit aways and parked his car. He pulled off his own sports bra and slid his shorts and underwear down his feminine legs. "Don't wanna rip the clothing... This guy is huge. Hopefully I have some clothes in the backseat that will fit my new massive frame."

With a groan, the shapeshifter began transforming. It started with his torso as his breasts began shrinking but his frame widened. Dark hairs sprouted from his chest as his underarms quickly followed suit. The changes continued down the length of his arms as his toned feminine arms ballooned out with muscle and power that continued to his hands. A few tattoos appeared on his arms as well.

The changes spread down his abs as well, forming rock hard muscles that replaced his slim belly. Hair sprouted down here as well. The ripple continued down his pelvis that caused a massive dick to sprout from his previous vagina. The hair grew over his pubic area as he groaned out in pleasure.

The last of the changes continued down his legs and to his feet causing everything to grow and accommodate his new form. Within a few seconds, his face followed suit as the previous woman he had gotten so used to seeing in the mirror had been replaced by the man he had just seen moments ago. His long blonde hair receded into his scalp as it was replaced by a messy crop of brown hair and a wispy beard formed along his cheeks and jawline.

"That's better." The new man said to himself as he pulled out his phone and took a picture, posing with his arm behind his head, showing off his new pits. "It's gonna be fun wearing you around, stud."

He laughed to himself in amusement before reaching into the back and pulling out some clothes that should fit his frame. They might be a little tight... He threw the sports bra and other women's clothing into the back before changing.

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Dressing Room Score

All the couples wanted the day off for Valentine’s Day but I took those shifts so quickly because hello it’s free money! I took the apparel section because it’s the easiest place to get a peak at the dressing rooms. I’m not a perv I swear, but I can’t help myself. I always kept one vital of bodysuit serum on me. All the eye candy going into the dressing rooms was like a buffet of options. Men, women, pets! Shit I don’t discriminate I love trying on another persons experience to see how they live.

We were getting a weird crowd today since all the couples were out and about. The store was filled with miscellaneous randos so I went through most of my day thinking I struck out. As I locked in refolding some destroyed sections of t-shirts, a customer came up to me asking for help locating more of a certain item I absent mindedly answered looking at what was in his hand before looking up. My words stopping in their tracks as I saw his face.

He was so adorable and dorky looking in his face but the outfit he already had on told a different story. Leaving little to the imagination, it inferred he was going on a date or going out but I didn’t want to inquire too much. I like my mouth mindlessly answer his inquiries as I kept looking back to ogle at his outfit.

Eventually he asked to use the dressing rooms and I knew this was basically my chance. We walked slowly to the rooms and as he walked into the tiny space I quickly pulled the syringe out, stabbing him in the neck behind his back. The mirrors lining the room couldve saved him but he was oblivious of his surroundings.

He began turning into a suit hollowing out into a mound that looked like skin colored liquid latex. I quickly pushed him into the dressing room with me to avoid spectators. As I latched the door, I turned around to see the process completed. I knew I was operating on limited time and quickly pulled his skin on. I love putting on a new body that’s stacked with muscles that I’m not. It’s like you feel bloated, but in a good way because it goes straight to your muscles and any other places you differ in size…if you get what I mean. He was clearly a grower because I didn’t feel anything crazy there though.

I looked through his wallet to figure out a name and basic details. Okay, Reese is the name 5’9” is the height okay there’s the address. Wait the best part! I whipped back upright standing and smiling towards my new phone.

I decided to save the rest of the excitement for privacy gathered my new belongings and headed to the address on my ID. I fumbled through several keys before eventually finding the right one as I pushed my way into a very nice but neutral looking apartment. It definitely gave upper class gay which is what I always pretended to be so this would be easy to embody.

I quickly began stripping as I hastily searched for the closest full body mirror. I wanted to see the goods from every single angle. I ripped the belt holding up my very fitted pants, dropping them down to my ankles and I just gasped at what I could see.

Reese was had the type of body I was always afraid to have. He’s so conventionally attractive that while I wore him I felt like I couldn’t control myself. I needed to push it to the limit and see what I can do.

I headed down to the gym matching the sign in tag on Reese’s keys and just pretended to be there for a good workout. I mean I did go for a workout just not that kind.

I had a hard time breaking a sweat, which only intrigued me more but I headed to the locker room to take pics. I was just so obsessed with his juicy chest. Thankfully this was the better strategy because I kept getting passing glances until someone finally took initiative and approached me.

The man was such a daddy, something I could’ve only hoped to previously attract before. He nearly demanded I come with him after he got dressed and who would be to not oblige? I got in his big truck and we made our way to his home. I don’t know how I deluded myself into thinking I’d be the dominant one in this situation but the second the house door closed behind me. The burly daddy manhandled me and pushed me onto his bed. Gentle and slow was only a dream I could’ve hoped for because that man whipped his beer can out immediately and shoved his way in.

Don’t get me wrong he was BIG but that was the moment I learned what Reese did well. He was a power bottom. There was no moment of pain, me and my new hole took it like a champ. The in and out of his aggressive pace was matched by my new muscle memory eagerness to accept it.

He attacked my muscular backside as I finally began to break a sweat. Loud moans escaped my mouth. I couldn’t control it like an animalistic cry. As I thought I was reaching my limit I came on myself as he kept going. That would become a recurring theme.

Every day I’d show up to the gym and act like the slutty himbo I wanted to be. Ending up at a different home, condo, apartment every night putting my new orifices to work.

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Rites: Valentine

Same-sex relationship is still illegal in my country and punishable with prison term, that's why me and my boyfriend always have to lay low in public and even also took some extra measures in private to ensure our safety. But, for Valentine's Day, we always did something special for the past 2 years and we absolutely planned to do it again this year. Last year it was two stereotypical American college football jocks, this year.....well, we wanted something different

We stumbled upon this opportunity during our research about moving out from our country and settle in an entirely different one. They helped people to relocate for short-term, like quick break from daily living, to long-term such as a complete change of life. Was it the alcohol or what that clouded our judgment back then, but we followed through the procedure back at that day from that shady website and found ourselves the following morning not next to each other and in a completely different country altogether. It was chaotic but we managed to found each other and have the best sex of our relationship to that date before all in a sudden ripped away from the two fine dadbod to return to our ordinary life when the time was up

This year, we're much more well-planned and prepared as we decided to go to Brazil to celebrate our 3rd Valentine together. Spotting that Valentine falls on Friday this year, we also requested a return back to our body by Sunday evening in our country timezone because we still need to go to work on Monday after all

"Ready?"

"Always. Directly DM me, okay?"

"Sure thing, babe,"

"Okay, good night,"

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I know it's our third time doing this, but it's always giving me such chills to open my eyes and found myself to not be in bed but actually in the middle of doing something inside a completely different body. We did mention to the agency to land us inside fit, 21-35 years old age group Brazilian men, but the weight of it really only hit when you experienced it, and it's certainly true for this one because this guy I'm in is thick!

It's Friday morning here in Rio, and I'm inside this huge tatted hunk named Gonzalo, his buzzcut and overall style makes him look very intimidating but there's a charming side to this handsome stud that I know I won't be able to resist if he flashes his smile to me. A small dog on a leash that I held added another element of surprise because I'm terrified of dog and I really cannot touch dog but I think Gonzalo here has no problem with it, right? I quickly take a selfie of myself and directly send the picture to my boyfriend's Insta as Gonzalo's insta is accessible anyway. Ohhh....he's typing right away, so he logged in to his account already huh......I wonder how he looks like

"Morning, handsome stranger. Just finished with my morning run, I'm reeked. Name's Joao,"

Fuck me, he's looking like a snack! Gonzalo's memory is filled with women and these repeated names of Carla that appeared in a lot of the memory, a girlfriend of Gonzalo apparently, but sorry to that woman, boyfriend is not going to celebrate Valentine's Day with her this year. I started to add my own input to Gonzalo's mind and make this body heated for the snack that is Joao on my screen, as I type my reply stating my interest to come over to check out how reeked he is. This two dudes might not actually know each other, but we don't really care about all that because what mattered for now is the fact that my boyfriend is inside of that man and I want to give him the love and fucking he deserved for his Valentine's Day

Once I receive the detail of his apartment location and another sultry selfie of his already taking off his musky cap and sweaty tanktop, I'm headed his way with the dog coming along with me.

The temperature in Rio is not that different with our hometown, so I find no problem strutting around over here through the walkways to the apartment located around 25 minutes walk from Gonzalo's residence. The people is definitely a lot more diverse and wearing a much-more revealing clothes compared to my hometown, but really, my mind just wandered to the idea of my boyfriend inside that taut Brazilian twunk, probably still sweaty with almost no clothings on already waiting for me. The colors of the street, the sight and senses of a new city, everything becomes secondary as I can feel the throbbing meat is accustomed to its owner's gay thoughts and just ready to be released from its cotton prison.

When I finally ring the bell of his apartment unit, the door opened quickly to the sight I simply cannot resist. I instantly lunged at him for a kiss and before long, we're already stripped naked from all our clothings as we consummate our Brazilian outings right here in this apartment while the sun shines nicely on us and the neighbors clearly can see us fucking each other but not gonna call police on us

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I already envisioned yet another lonely Valentine's day for this year, which I have not much a problem with. But to suddenly found myself in a room I did not recognize, with a reflection of a studly stranger that looked back at me, I guess the universe plotted different things for me this year

The guy is not like a 10/10 or something, more like a 7.5 or an 8 out of 10, but this kind of dude cannot be single or receive zero action on Valentine's Day. There's just no way his chiseled abs, slightly rugged look and this divine musk of a human not turn heads around, and I planned to utilize it all to my maximum pleasure. Memories of gym sessions I have no idea about and things this dude did in the past started to fill my head the longer I spent time exploring his house, his furnitures and his clothings, and it makes the whole stay as Raul feels very comfortable, like I'm actually at home and all this thing around me belongs to me

After a quick decision to pair the jeans with something casual and easy to be taken off, I opened the existing Tinder in his phone account and started looking around. What a way to get your first action on Valentine's day, huh?

Happy Valentine's Day, lovebirds. Just finished with my very own Valentine so, sorry for the delay. Have a great weekend!

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My gay friend thinks the stereotype of the stupid, stinky frat brother is sexy. How can he even think that? I can’t figure it out

Rush Week

Frat guys are fun. That’s the short answer. I can tell you after harvesting many fraternity guys, that the benefits are plentiful.

Their bodies are at their prime. They do nothing but study and work out all day. The frat boy prototype is built like a young Greek god. The prime time for harvesting is between 18 and 21. When you get him this early, their skins stay supple for years to come. This means you can get plenty of wear out of them.

You’ll have fun wearing them. With the stereotypical frat boy lifestyle, life is an endless stream of parties. Sexual conquest are plentiful, no matter which way you swing. You’re living in a house full of young built men. Also, you get the benefit of living carefree responsibility free.

The stupidity that you speak of can play right into your hands. I’ve convinced a young pledge to dose himself as part of a hazing ritual. That’s how I got Stephen.

He just entered his freshman year at college and was looking for a sense of belonging. He thought that joining a fraternity would give him that. Rush week was a blur of parties at different houses. He eventually settled on Fiji.

Unfortunately, for him I have been wearing the fraternity president for over a year now. This identity was getting ready to age out of the house, but I wasn’t ready to give up the lifestyle yet. I knew I had to harvest a young pledge to continue the fun.

He moved so far away from home and was so lonely so I knew I could get him to do anything. So I gave him the bodysuits serum in a solo cup. He drank it without hesitation. And just like that, my next four years at Fiji were secured.

I’m gonna enjoy being Stephen for the next few years. With a body like this, I’m sure I can climb the ranks again and become president once more. I feel so sexy in his body. I don’t see why more people don’t find young, dumb, stinky frat, boys, attractive.

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Siblings rivalry

Lyle was nervously grasping the wheel, side eyeing the man next to him while driving: „Could you, please, put some shirt on?”

“Why? Is it distracting you? It’s just a body, Lyle, and you’re not a faggot. Shouldn’t bother you. Am I right?” the shirtless man sitting on the passenger’s seat responded with a smirk and subtle disdain in his voice.

“Of course I’m not… It’s because of the sweat. The car is borrowed and I don’t want to clean it.” Lyle quickly responded and tried to change the subject

“The car is an old piece of shit. We’ll be lucky if we even make it to the beach in time.”

The engine started making weird noises and the car slowed down. “See, told you.”

Lyle stormed out of the car and screamed:”Can you shut the fuck up already?! I can’t take this anymore. I want my girlfriend back.”

“I didn’t choose this either. And I still am your girlfriend!”

Maybe I should explain a bit.

My girlfriend Nicole has a twin brother, Nicholas. Their family is one of the most weirdest ones you’ll ever meet in your entire life. And I had the pleasure, or maybe misfortune, to find out the hard way. They got their hands on some magical shrooms or something. Some made you see the future, some gave you a really great time and there were also ones that swapped your body. Trippy right? Yeah… Naturally the parents used it for orgies and other experimenting.

But occasionally they used it as a method of punishment. Nicole told me that she had to be her mum for two weeks last summer, just because she lied about her school results. I didn’t believe the whole swap thing until the parents found out that Nicholas and Nicole didn’t share the same morals about feminism and male value. Nicole was obviously a feminist, but she was belittling her brother. On the other hand, her brother didn’t even stop to consider how different a life is for a woman. The whole family had an argument about this and the parents decided to swap Nicole and Nicholas for the ENTIRE summer before university. Yep, insane.

Nicole responded to her body quite well to be honest. She was in a male body before, but never in her brother’s. Them being twins might have helped a bit. I have to say that Nicholas is an attractive male. He has a great physique, handsome face and generally is a great guy. We often joke together about women, watch football or play videogames together. But having my girlfriend in his body? Way different.

I caught her staring at herself many times. She seemed completely unphased, maybe even excited to be in male body now. Which can’t be said for me. Sex was obviously a no go. I didn’t even want to touch her without feeling like a fag. But I knew something bad was about to happen sooner or later. Maybe this would be a test for our relationship. Maybe it will uncover that I am a superficial asshole and that I love her only for her body.

She keeps staring at me sometimes and tried to even seduce me, but I just can’t like this. Not while she is in Nicholas’s body.

Which brings us back to the present, currently on the coast far from the beach party where we were supposed to be hours ago. Unfortunately I had to borrow my grandparent’s car and it just broke down. Nicole smiled after being right again and seeing me snap.

She had her shirt off and leaned against the hood of the car. “So what now Sherlock?”

Lyle: „I don’t know. We’re in the middle of nowhere. And the cur is busted.”

Nicole: ”Jesus, Lyle. Be a man and call Jake. He can at least come get us.”

Lyle nervously nodded and took out the phone. He went behind the car and waited for someone to answer. Meanwhile Nicole moved from the front and went to the back of the car, adjusting herself for Lyle.

Lyle finished the call and before he looked up he said: „They’re all drunk already, so Daniel is going to wait a bit before he’s sober and will come get us.”

Nicole: „Good. More time for us to have fun” Lyle looked up and saw Nicole in her shorts, slowly lowering them.

Lyle quickly turned around. “Jesus fuck, what are you doing? What if someone sees you?”

Nicole:”Who? You mean the nearest guy miles away from us? Yeah, right. I wanna get Nicholas a good tan for the summer. We agreed to treat each other’s body properly.”

Lyle knew Nicole had different intentions, but he wouldn’t succumb to her. He isn’t gay for fuck’s sake.

Nicole took the folding chair they had in their trunk and positioned herself in front of the car, enjoying the sun.

Nicole: „When was the last time that the two of us had some proper free time to just stop? Did we ever? Feels like the first time. Maybe we should use it properly.”

Lyle: „What are you suggesting?”

Nicole: „I think we should fuck. You haven’t touched me in weeks.”

Lyle: „Because you are a man now!!! And your brother, Jesus fuck.”

Nicole:”Cut the crap, Lyle. Do. You. Love. Me?”

Lyle:”… I… of course I love you.”

Nicole: „Do you love me for me, or my body?”

Lyle: „I… I love YOU.”

Nicole: „So come and prove it.” Her daring voice made Lyle feel uneasy. But he felt as if something was pulling him towards Nicole, towards Nicholas.

Nicole got up, uncovering her hairy manhood. This was the first time that Lyle looked at it. It wasn’t hard, but even now it was still pretty impressive. Nicole headed to the car, going past Lyle and whispering in his ear: „I haven’t sucked your dick in weeks. I need to have your dick as much as you want me.”

Lyle looked as Nicole laid down on the car seats, waiting for Lyle to make his move. Her dick was getting hard and getting bigger. Maybe even bigger than his own. Lyle couldn’t keep his eyes off of that thing.

Nicole spoke up: „Lyle, I need you. I need your dick!”

Lyle’s dick was hard as well. He felt himself throwing his clothes off as if he was just a passenger. He thought about Nicole giving him that great blow job of hers once again. He could see in his memory, his dick disappearing in her mouth.

He got close to Nicole, lowering himself on top of her, HIM. And was ready to push his dick closer to her, but he was so horny, that he didn’t even realize that he was now the one holding HER dick in his hands. Jerking it furiously. Lick it from top to base. Swallowing it fully. He didn’t even realize he didn’t have much trouble swallowing her cum. Even after SHE pushed HER dick in his ass, he didn’t find it that weird.

They laid on top of each other, breathing out loud, enjoying each other’s company, making out. Nicole gave Lyle a sign that she need to go out and piss. Lyle stayed in the car, still struck for what just happened. Nicole’s phone vibrated. Lyle thought that maybe someone was ready to pick them up, but instead it was Nicole’s friend Stacy texting her. The text said: „Hey, Stacy. Thanks again for swapping with me. I really needed to be fucked and not as a man, haha. Hope you’re enjoying it. Luv U”

Lyle:”What. The. Fuck?!”