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yoshirage · 2 months ago

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The Best Punishment

“Mmmm fuck yeahh. Lookin goooood.” Wavell mumbled to himself while admiring his powerful physique in the gym mirrors that were practically on every wall. “Nothing better than a good pump.” He added he tensed one of his arms, veins bulging as he felt the blood pumping through them after the intense session he’d just had. Arm day. One of his favourites. Especially when he was in this form.

His boyfriend soon came up behind him, wrapping his arms around Wavell’s waist from behind and smirking next to his ear. “Ready to hit the showers yet babe?” Dane asked, trying to hide his mischievous tone. His hands slowly rose up from Wavell’s waist as they traced over his wide lats before curving around and finally settling on the hunk’s hefty pecs. How was he supposed to resist? “I’ll help you wash all that sweat off your thick chest. How’s that sound?” He proposed while giving those hairy watermelons a squeeze through Wavell’s tight tank top.

Wavell smirked as he slowly turned around to face nis boyfriend. A man equally as hunky as himself with dazzling eyes and a pearly white grin that never ceased to brighten Wavell’s mood.

“You go ahead.” Wavell insisted. “I’ve got one last exercise I wanna finish first.” He added innocently. Dane could of course see through it though. Even just by the glint in Wavell’s eyes. But he didn’t question it. He’d probably find out what his boyfriend was scheming about soon enough. After a quick kiss, the blonde hunk watched as Dane strode towards the locker rooms. As soon as his boyfriend was out of sight however, Wavell turned his attention to a group of jocks on the other side of the gym.

There were four of them. All young men in their mid twenties by the looks of it and each one of them was shredded with muscle. They all wore similar gym clothes consisting of either tank tops or compression shirts as well as most of them wearing somewhat baggy sweatpants. Each one wearing a backwards cap that covered their shortly cropped hair. At a glance Wavell could immediately tell they were the straight gym bro types and, judging by the way he’d heard them speak, they likely weren’t very bright either. They all had that very dumb meathead look about them. Well, except one of them. The biggest one of the four with dark ginger hair. He was also the only one wearing shorts out of the group, seemingly quite proud of his large muscular legs. Wavell had to admit he seemed a bit more intelligent than the rest. That coupled with him being the swolest was probably why the others seemed to follow his lead like he was the top dog or something.

But that alone wasn’t the only reason Wavell was intrigued by them. What had really caught his attention was how they’d been tormenting this other guy at the gym who was much smaller and nerdy looking compared to them. It was subtle of course as they likely didn’t want to be kicked out but Wavell could see it. They way they’d constantly look over at him and start sniggering whenever he did an exercise. Frequently coming up to him and asking how many sets he had left in an intentionally intimidating manner. Just generally being assholes to this guy for seemingly no reason other than to be douchebags.

Wavell cracked his knuckles, his eyes glowing purple for a second as he looked between the jocks and the smaller guy they’d more or less been bullying. This was gonna be fun.

“Oi Fellas! What’s going on!” Wavell shouted as he made his way across the gym towards the group of meatheads. All of them turned and looked at him with a confused and slightly annoyed look. “I’ve seen what you’ve been doing to that other lad over there bro.” He stated with a rather low and confrontational tone to his voice

Of course the red headed one speaks up first. “I don’t know what you’re talkin about dude. We ain’t done shit.” He spat while puffing out his chest a little in a display of arrogant masculinity.

“Really? So you haven’t been laughing at him or trying to intimidate him at all? You haven’t been muttering amongst yourselves behind his back?” Wavell retorted. “I’ve been watching you from across the room being assholes so why don’t you just own up to it?”

The ring leader took a few steps closer to Wavell until the two were mere inches apart. “I don’t know what to tell you bro. We. Haven’t. Done. Anything. To that little shit stain. Okay?” He insisted with a pompous attitude. “But if you love that little gay boy so much then why don’t you fuck him?” A shit eating grin spread across the jock’s face as his buddies behind him began laughing.

Judging by that comment alone Wavell deduced that these assholes had a deeper connection to the smaller dude they’ve been bullying than he initially thought. One look inside the mind of the ‘alpha’ in front of him confirmed as much. His name was Zach and his buddies behind him were Cole, Josh and Sam. They went to the same high school where they all played on the same football team and have been bros ever since. And as it happened the guy they’d been bullying, whose name was Kevin, also went to the same school as them and had been a frequent victim of their bullying back then. Now it seemed they were reliving those old times a little by picking on Kevin again years later now that the latter had signed up to the local gym.

Wavell smirked after having sifted through Zach’s memories and thoughts some more, now knowing everything he needed to know about this so-called straight alpha bro to punish him in the most fitting way possible. But before that he’d need one more person to come over and join them.

“Kevin is it? Could you come over here?” Wavell asked the small nerdy looking guy sitting on a bench not too far away. He’d been trying to avoid eye contact with the situation despite knowing they were talking about him but he couldn’t help being a little shocked that this stranger knew his name. However, as Wavell’s eyes glowed purple, he found himself complying almost immediately and making his way over to the group of hunks.

Wavell nodded. “Now. I want all of you to apologise to him. Or else.”

“Or else what?” Zach scoffed as turned back to look at his bros with an amused look on his face before turning back to face Wavell. “Who the hell do you think you are dude?” The jock turned to Kevin who shuffled in place awkwardly. “Oh. Sorry little baby. Did us being real men hurt your feelings? Bwhahaha!” Like clockwork the rest of the meatheads behind Zach followed his lead, laughing at and mocking Kevin.

Wavell licked his lips. “You know, even if you had apologised to him properly, sorry wouldn’t have been enough to satisfy me anyways.” A wicked grin emerged across his face. Naturally this left all of them looking rather confused and slightly concerned as to what he was implying. Zach even balled up one of his fists in case this stranger was about to try and throw hands with him. Little did they know the fate he truly had in store for them.

In an instant Wavell let out an invisible pulse of magical energy that spread across the entire gym, making everyone else around them in the building become completely oblivious to the group. Now the real fun could begin. Wavell took a step back before outstretching an arm towards Zach and his bros. A purple aura emanated from Wavell’s hand and before the jocks could even comprehend what was happening, their bodies became surrounded in the same aura.

“H-hey! What the fuck!? I can’t move!” One the three behind Zach shouted.

“Me neither bro!” Another added seconds later.

All four men were stuck in place. No matter how much they struggled, none of them could move a single muscle. Completely paralysed by Wavell’s power. All the while Kevin simply stood to the side, watching on in disbelief at what he was seeing but for some reason finding himself not wanting to run away. Instead feeling oddly… safe.

“Now. Cole, Josh and Sam. Start making out.” Wavell commanded.

“What?! We’re not fucking ga-mmmphh.” Josh cut himself off as suddenly he found himself smashing his lips against Cole’s. Their bodies moved on their own as they were forced to press their muscular frames up against one another and start grinding on each other like horny beasts as they took turns pressing their lips together.

Zach could only watch in horror as his straight bros were helplessly swapping spit. Being forced to endure the entire scene by Wavell as Sam grabbed Josh’s ass while Cole began lifting up Sam’s tank top and licking his nipples. On the inside all three men were screaming and cursing for it to stop as each of them began involuntarily getting hard ons which were painfully visible through their sweatpants.

Kevin on the other hand was completely mesmerised by the scene in front of him. So much so that he couldn’t help getting a boner himself. His little 3.5 incher getting so hard at the sight of his bullies getting it on.

“Okay okay that’s enough.” Wavell chuckled as finally the jocks were allowed to pull away from one another after what felt like hours of kissing to them. “Time to stop messing around and get on with the real show.” He claimed while turning his gaze towards Kevin. “You wanna be big right? Big like them?” He asked to which Kevin gave a quick nod in response. “Good.”

Wavell flicked his wrist and suddenly all four jocks began making their way over towards Kevin. At first the smaller man looked worried but Wavell gave him a reassuring look that strangely calmed him right down. Once they all stood in front of Kevin, they each stretched out an arm towards the skinny nerd they’d been teasing before, as if looking for a handshake.

“All you’ve got to do is offer your hand to them Kevin. I’ll take care of the rest.” Wavell encouraged. “Trust me. You’re going to love this.”

With a gulp Kevin did as Wavell said and reached one of his hands out towards the meatheads before him. Before he even had a chance to choose which hand to grab however, all four men swiftly latched onto him at once. Taking his hand and arm and gripping it tightly. Nobody knew what was going on as the jocks glanced back and forth at one another, unable to speak or protest. Nobody except Wavell, that is, who didn’t waste any more time before snapping his fingers…

Suddenly the jocks began to feel… strange. A warm feeling began to grow within them. An oddly pleasant feeling that quickly flooded their entire beings. In the process this warmth began lighting up their pleasure centres to no end causing them to let out a unified groan of pleasure much to Kevin’s confusion. The feeling was intense. Making each one of them begin to feel weak in the knees. So intense in fact that they didn’t even notice that very same warmth cascading down their arms and towards Kevin.

Moments later Kevin would let out a gasp as the warmth that was consuming the jocks began flowing into him almost like an electrical current conducting its way through his body. Immediately Kevin began to feel the same pleasure that his tormentors were feeling… but that wasn’t all.

Energy from the four jocks continued to flow into his body and as it did, his clothes started to feel tighter. It was barely noticeable at first but with every second that passed it became more obvious. Kevin was getting bigger! Gradually his practically non-existent muscles began to inflate. His lanky arms starting to look more toned. His skinny legs beginning to fill out his shorts a little. Even his back started to look a little wider while his formerly flat chest started to take on some definition.

*”Uuuggghh… Mmmppphhfff… ffuuuuuckkkk… W-what’s happening to meeeeee…” Kevin groaned, his voice already starting to sound deeper as he did. More and more power flooding every inch of his body. Filling him up completely and blowing him up bigger and bigger. And it wasn’t just his muscle either! He was getting taller! Before he stood at around 5’7, always having to look up at Zach and his bros, but now he was almost eye level with them!? He had to be about 5’11 now at least!

“Rruuaaaahhh! Bigger! Bigggggeeerrrrrrr!” Kevin roared!

And that’s exactly what happened as his arms continued to inflate to monstrous proportions that Kevin before could’ve only dreamed of as they ripped away at his puny shirt from before. His hands even growing large and meaty to match. Not stopping until he had arms capable of lifting almost any weight in the gym. Biceps and triceps that bulged with such insane strength and mass even when they weren’t flexed. By this point they were even more impressive than Zach’s as powerful veins bulged across Kevin’s thick forearms and over his enormous new biceps.

But that wasn’t all as his pecs ballooned to massive proportions, growing into thick shelves of muscle that sat firmly on his chest, only further accentuated by the growing width of his back and lats. All the while his shoulders bulged to the size of bowling balls causing his upper body to look even more massive! while his neck continued to thicken. Even abs made themselves clear on Kevin’s stomach soon enough

Of course it wasn’t just his upper body that was hulking out though. His legs had been packing on some more insane mass as well! Before long his thighs reached a size so colossal that his shirts just couldn’t handle it anymore as they tore away under the pressure of his giant quads and hams as they bulked bigger and stronger. Strong enough to crush a melon with ease. Even his calves grew significantly in the process. Kevin even let out a sigh of relief as his shoes finally exploded, freeing his feet that’d been growing meatier by the second as they’d seemingly tripled in size. But that wasn’t all as the small butt that Kevin used to own bubbled out into a huge muscle ass that filled out his underwear perfectly.

At last the growth came to an end as the last of the heat from the jocks finished flowing into Kevin. His transformation was complete. And he was HUGE. Kevin looked like an absolute muscle bull that’d dedicated his life to the gym. Now standing at an impressive 6’2 with the physique of a Greek god! Muscles bulging from every direction as he now towered over his former bully’s. All of whom now looked noticeably smaller. And it wasn’t just because Kevin was so huge now. No, it was more than that. Their clothes looked baggier than before and their muscles looked less defined. They weren’t tiny by any means but they certainly didn’t seem as jacked either…

“How do you feel Kevin? Like a fucking hunk I bet!” Wavell laughed.

Kevin grinned as he turned towards the mirror next to them and flexed one of his monstrous biceps in disbelief. Seeing the muscle peak under his control. Not quite believing that the reflection staring back at him was his own. Of course it was still his face, albeit slightly more handsome than before, but the body almost didn’t seem real. But it was. And that only became more evident the more he flexed and propped at himself.

“I feel…” Kevin stopped short for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts while groping at his own pecs. “I feel… FUCKING INCREDIBLE!” he shouted at last. “I’m fucking massive! I’m a stud! I’m a… a jock…” his cock twitched a little at that last word. Jock. He actually looked like a total jock. And a huge one at that! As much as Zach and his friends had bullied Kevin throughout his life, part of him had always fantasied about being a jock like them. And now he was! “I’M A FUCKING JOCK!”

“You absolutely are bro. A hulking jock.” Wavell agreed, adoring the sight of this former twinky nerd admiring his bulky new body. “All I did was take a fraction of muscle mass and height from each of those douchebags and had it transferred over to you.” Wavell explained.

The warlock looked over to the group of now slightly smaller looking jocks meatheads and sighed. “Alright, you three and can go now.” He waved his hand and suddenly the purple aura surrounding Josh, Cole and Sam dissipated, allowing them to move again at last. Naturally they didn’t waste any time getting the hell out of there, practically scrambling towards the exit in an almost cartoonish fashion out of fear of what might happen to them if they stay. Wavell couldn’t help chuckling a little while Kevin couldn’t care less with how infatuated he was with his own reflection.

“And as for you…” Wavell stepped over towards the remaining bully. The leader of the group. Zach. “We’re going to have just a little more fun.” He whispered, causing Zach to sweat a little. Without warning, Wavell reached his hand around and pulled the front of Zach’s shorts down along with his underwear, revealing his cock. “Damn bro! Not bad at all!” The warlock guffawed. “A hefty set of balls you’ve got here. And a nice fat cock to go with em too. Now let’s just see what it looks like at full mast…” Wavell gripped Zach’s dick tightly and immediately it started to get hard. Zach tried his best to resist but even a straight man was powerless to Wavell’s touch. In seconds he was hard as a rock whether he liked it or not. “Mmmmm… a beautiful seven and a half inches by the looks of it.” Wavell hummed. “What about you Kevin? What’re you packing?”

The huge Adonis of a man blushed slightly. “I uhmm…” He was a little embarrassed to say but he couldn’t help answering the warlock. “I’m… t-three inches hard.” He muttered. Despite all the insane muscle he’d acquired, it seemed by the tiny bulge in his underwear that his dick hadn’t grown along with it.

“Well that won’t do. A massive hunk like yourself deserves a massive cock to go with it all am I right? What do you say bro? Wanna bag yourself a fat seven and a half incher?” Wavell grinned as he gripped and shook Zach's cock like some kind of prize.

Kevin looked down at his crotch and then over at Zach’s heavy package. It wasn’t even a question. “Yes! Gimme that big dick!” He shouted enthusiastically.

Wavell felt Zach’s heartbeat skyrocket. “Oh? You got something to say Zach?” He asked while loosening his hold enough so that Zach could speak again.

“N-n-no! Please! I’m sorry! Don’t take my cock! Anything but that! I’m sorry!” Zach pleaded desperately.

Wavell pursed his lips as he tilted his head side to side. “Hmmmmm… I suppose that apology did sound a little more sincere than the last one…” He pretended to think about it for what felt like an excruciatingly long time. “Buuuuuut unfortunately for you… I don’t care.” He shrugged with a fake smile. “You ready Kevin?”

“NO! NO! PLEASE! NOT MY COOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh” Zach’s final plea quickly faded out into a long moan as Wavell set his magic into action. A glow began surrounding both men’s crotches as their cocks became linked. That’s when it began. Zach’s dick began to shrink at a rapid pace. Going down inch by inch as it became tinier and skinnier all while his balls got lighter and smaller. Kevin’s cock on the other hand grew exponentially. Instantly getting hard as it expanded. Lengthening. Thickening. His balls dropped with a newfound heft to them as they heaved full of potent jock sperm. And as his cock grew girthier, it even developed the very same subtle bend that Zach’s once had until finally Kevin had a cock identical to what Kevin once had bulging in his underwear.

“Aaannnnnnd just a little extra for good measure I’d say.” Wavell added. Upon saying so Zach’s cock shrunk even further down to a measly two inches as Kevin’s juicy dick pushed itself to an even more intimidating eight and a half.

“Fuuuuck yesssss broooooo!” Kevin moaned as he groped his new cock through his briefs, even starting to sound like a jock now. There was a newfound confidence surging through him now. His giant body was one thing but this cock as well made him feel invincible! Like he was the ultimate man! Massive in absolutely every way.

Zach was speechless. Simply looking down at his new dick in both horror and shame. “N-no… no chick is even gonna feel that…” he muttered to himself, thinking of how he was ever gonna fuck a girl again with this tiny cock.

“Oh don’t worry Zach. You’re not gonna be worrying about girls soon enough.” Wavell claimed maliciously. “But first lets beef this body of yours back up a little shall we?” He cooed. In an instant Zach’s body started to inflate once again. Ignoring that first comment Wavell made, part of Zach wanted to be relieved knowing that he’d be getting his lost muscle back. But that’s when he realised he wasn’t bulking up with more muscle. He was bulking up with fat! “Yeahhhhhh! Let’s get you nice and thick!” Wavell shouted.

Zach’s arms grew slightly while becoming less defined due to the fat. His chest also puffed out a little slightly and where his abs once were now sat a small belly. But overall his upper body stayed pretty tame. It was his lower body that really thickened out. His legs for example grew huge with new fat layering on top of the muscle. But what grew the most was his ass. Before it’d been one rather average. Zach had never really trained glutes that much since he, like a lot of straight jocks, thought that it was gay to train glutes. But now his backside was ballooning to life! His ass cheeks growing fatter and bubblier by the second until he adorned the fattest, most colossal bubble ass in the entire gym!

“P-please… no more…” Zach begged, now completely broken.

Wavell stood infront of Zach, now a broken man. But he wasn’t done. Without warning, Wavell grabbed the sides of Zach’s head aggressively and began surging his magic into Zach’s mind. The first thing Wavell did was flush out any trace of Zach’s heterosexuality, erasing it clean from the jock’s mind. He was swift to replace it with an enormous amount of homosexuality instead. Flooding Zach’s brain with gay thoughts of men to the point where he wouldn’t even be able to glance at a male figure without getting horny. But not just that, Wavell also removed most of Zach’s free will and replaced it with a much more subservient nature.

“Aaannnnd one final touch.” Wavell murmured as he reached around and stuffed a hand down the back of Zach’s shorts and used a little magic to make his hole perfectly tight yet also eager for cock. “Perfect.” Wavell said as he stood back and admired his handiwork. Seeing the dumb grin he now had on his face.

“Jesus… what did you do to him?” Kevin asked curiously. Confused as to why, despite everything that'd happened, Zach looked weirdly content.

“You’ll see.” Wavell smirked. Then without hesitation he gave Zach a slap across the face. “Get on your knees bitch!” He commanded. “Do what your master tells you to do like a good slut!” He barked at the once cocky jock. And in an instant Zach dropped to his knees, doing exactly as he was told. “Good. Now worship my legs.” The command rang through Zach’s mind and right away he began kissing and massaging Wavell’s thick calves and thighs like a helpless servant.

“Holy fuck…” was all Kevin could say as he looked on.

Moments later Wavell grabbed Zach by his hair and pulled him back up. “Alright that’s enough you little whore.” He said before turning and pointing at Kevin. “You see that massive ducking stud there. He’s your master now. You will do everything he tells you to do without question. Got it?”

Zach nodded swiftly as his gaze turned to Kevin. Looking up and down at the man like he was a god. And to Zach, that’s exactly what he was now.

“There you go bro. All yours.” Wavell gave Zach’s huge new ass a heavy slap as he sent him over to Kevin. “Now he’ll be or do whatever you want him to.”

Naturally Kevin had to play around with this a little. Wanting to test out the newfound power he had over his former bully, he commanded him to do a plethora of things. One of which being to worship Kevin’s new body. He still couldn’t get enough of how fucking massive he was now. Absolute fucking muscle bull. So when Zach started admiring his biceps, kissing and squeezing them, Kevin couldn’t help losing himself in the power. Allowing himself to slip further into a more dominant alpha male attitude much to Wavell’s delight. He couldn’t help it. This giant body and dick and allowed him to feel a level of confidence and downright superiority he never imagined he’d experience. And yet here he was. Forcing Zach to squeeze his pecs and squashing his former bully’s face into his fat new bulge and forcing him to sniff and lick at it through his underwear.

“Now get on the floor and show off that fat fucking ass for me!” Kevin commanded and Zach did exactly that. Getting down as quickly as possible and arching his back as he shoved his big bubble butt up in the air.

“Gooooooood.” Kevin grumbled as he pushed down his briefs at last, freeing his eight and a half incher. He got down on the floor behind Zach and with a lick of his lips, he stuffed his face between those giant ass cheeks, causing the slutty jock to moan in ecstasy. He kept his face pressed in there for a good minute or two before finally deciding to grab the waistband of Zach’s shorts and tugging them down just enough to free that enormous ass.

Wavell watched on with a smug look on his face as he admired the scene before him. The scene that he’d created. Groping at his own crotch while watching Kevin stick his tongue inside Zach’s hungry hole much to the latter’s delight. And it was even more amusing to him to be able to look around at the gym to see all the other gym goers be oblivious to the lewd scene happening right before their eyes. But unfortunately he couldn’t stick around. Dane was probably wondering what the hell was taking him so long. He was just about to say his farewell and leave the two men to it… until a fun little idea crossed his mind.

“Hey you two. You look like you’re both having fun but my boyfriend is waiting for me in the showers. You wanna come join us?” Wavell wiggled his eyebrows a little and the mischievous grin on Kevin’s face was all the answer he needed.

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Back in the changing rooms, Dane was already under the shower rinsing off. He’d been waiting ages for Wavell to join and just as he was about to get out and go look for his boyfriend, a familiar pair of muscular arms wrapped around him from behind.

“Finally. You took your sweet time.” Dane commented as he glanced over his shoulder to see Wavell’s gorgeous face smiling back at him innocently. “So what it is you were really doing out there.” He asked with a raised eyebrow,

“Can’t get anything past you can I?” Wavell planted a kiss on the back of Dane’s neck. “Well I might’ve had a little fun punishing a few assholes and rewarding a lucky guy.”

Dane rolled his eyes with a chuckle. He knew Wavell couldn’t help himself. “So what did they think of whatever fun changes you made to them?” He questioned

“Ask em yourself.”

Immediately on cue, Both Kevin and Zach join the couple in the shower. Dane turned to see the men. One with a fat ass looking dazed and horny while the other one was an absolute tank of muscle looking down on them with a cocky smirk. Dane didn’t know which one was turning him on more!

“Fucking hell babe…” was all Dane could say as he looked between his boyfriends most recent subjects. And before long all four horny men were going at it under the hot steaming water of the showers. Flip fucking each other endlessly as they jumped between partners until everyone’s holes had been fucked and their cum practically painted the walls. And judging by the dumb slutty look on Zach’s face by the end of it all, Wavell had to say he probably gave the former douchebag turned gay whore the best punishment possible.

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yoshirage · 2 months ago

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Mike Thurston

Mike:"Hi, Cobra. I'm Mike Thurston. Your gym instructor. I understand it's your very first time in the gym, am I right?"

Cobra:"Hey, Nice to meet you. Not really a first time, but I was never consistent with my routine."

Mike:"I can see that. Let's get to it to change that, ok? The locker room is on the other side of the gym. We're the first ones here today and probably will be until 8 so at least we won't have to worry about anybody else."

Cobra:"Great. I'll go get changed then."

Mike was stretching and picking out the music for later on. Cobra emerged from the lockerooms.

Mike:"Are you ready, man?"

Cobra:"Yeah, yeah. Let's do it."

Mike:"That's the spirit. Ok, I'll walk you through it and every time before you try out the machine, I'll show you how to use it properly. We'll start with stair climbing first as a warm up."

After 20 minutes, Mike was barely sweaty while Cobra was sweating. Cobra stepped off the stairs to get his drink. Mike didn't pay attention to him, focused on his goal.

After a while Mike stepped off. "Too much?"

Cobra:"Nah. I just get tired quickly. I'll be ok in a while." Cobra handed Mike his bottle. "Here."

Mike smile and grabbed it:"Thanks, man." Mike took a big sip.

They walked over to another machine, but Mike noticed that his vision was suddenly blurry.

Cobra:"You ok, man?"

Mike:"Yeah, a bit dizzy. I'll just sit down for a moment. I don't know what's happening to me."

Cobra:"Must be your protein drink I spiked before."

Mike looked back at Cobra shocked. "What? The fuck man? I'm calling the police." he tried to reach his phone, but was too dizzy to do so. Cobra took away his phone and placed it far form him.

Cobra:"I don't think so, man. You should go to sleep to speed this up. I'm getting excited just by looking at you."

And then Mike closed his eyes afraid of what was about to happen to him.

Mike opened his eyes. Ok, good. He's alive. That fucker didn't kill him. One good thing. His ass didn't hurt, so hopefully the guy didn't do anything to him. Mike turned around. He was sitting alone in the gym, no one in sight. He thought of calling out, but he didn't know where Cobra was. But then it happened. He noticed the mirror. He got close. The reflection. "How...what..." Cobra's reflection said as these words escaped his mouth. He was in that fucker's body. Why would he do that? How would he do that? He noticed his slender body, his well-earned physique was gone. Where was his body now?

This question was about ot be answered as his body emerged from the lockers.

His body called out at him in glee. "Hey, COBRA. What's uppp?"

Mike:"The fuck are you doing with my body?"

Cobra:"Ok, calm down. I had to take a leak. Or... your body had too. Haha. And I have to say, man. Pretty nice cock. I wouldn't have expected you to shave EVERYWHERE, but I guess that's what you guys do."

Mike:"Give me my body back you fucker or I...!!!"

Cobra:"Or what? You gonna beat me up? With that body? I don't think so. Or you're gonna call the police? Right. Who's gonna believe you?"

Mike:"You can't do this. It's not right."

Cobra:"I say it's not right to charge people such amounts of money for not even helping them out, but that's on you."

Mike:"I'll give you anything, man."

Cobra:"Anything? Leave me your body then. Haha."

Mike:"Anything but that. I work on my body all the time. I have nothing without it. I am nothing. Please, I'm begging you."

Cobra:"Eh, well... since you're begging, I'll at least enjoy the body in front of you, so you'll know how much we hate YOU guys that shove it to our faces. Sit here."

Cobra streightened in front of Mike and started the exploration of his body.

Cobra:"It's freaking amazing to have all the knowledge of the muscles and workout. It must have taken you years to know this. Ok, let's see what we got here. Ooooh. Deltoids." Cobra rolled his shoulders. "So tight. And wide. Very nice." He flexed his biceps. "Biceps brachii. Very impressive, Mike. And those triceps. Damn."

Mike quietly:"Thanks..."

Cobra moved on to his chest. "God damn these pecks. Sorry. Pectoralis major. Gotta be strict about these terms now" he flexed them and watched how they contracted and bulged forward. A creepy grin appeared on his face. His hands travelled to his abs. He moved over all his defined six pack. "The core strength is unbelievable. And what a cheese grater. Ok, moving on, rectus abdominis" he turned and flexed "And let's not forget external obliques. Shit. You have got a really great body, man."

Cobra took off his sweatpants and flexed his legs. "Fuuuuck. So bulging. I love these quadriceps, man. And even knowing their names is so hot. Vastus lateralis, intermedius and medialis, rectus femoris. Fricking amazing."

Mike:"Ehm... you... don't forget hamstrings."

Cobra looked at Mike and smiled. "Don't rush me, man. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and you want me to rush it. Chill or I'll keep this body."

Mike's face was pale now, but he stayed quiet.

Cobra took off his boxers

Mike stood up:"Dude, stop. That's too much."

Cobra:"Gotta appreciate it fully. Sit back down or we're staying like this."

Mike sat down again and watched as his body was naked flexing and enjoying himself.

Cobra|:"Let's not forget the most important muscle." he took the dick in his hand. Mike was ready to say something again, but Cobra stared him down with a dominating look. Mike just sat there as his body was stroking his dick. Now fully aroused, Cobra started moaning.

Mike:"Please, Cobra, please. Let's swap back. I want my body."

Cobra:"Not yet."

Mike:"Why? What do I have to do to get my body back?"

Cobra:"I'm glad you asked. You let me fuck my body and I give you your body back."

Mike:"You can't be serious."

Cobra:"You want your body back or no?"

Mike:"Yeah..."

Cobra:"Take your clothes off."

Mike got up and took off his shirt, his shorts and shoes. Standing only in Cobra's briefs.

Cobra:"What are you waiting for?"

Mike:"I'm not gay, man."

Cobra:"It's not gay, if you're fucking yourself. It's like masturbation."

Cobra leaned in and kissed his old body. "Man, I kinda envy you. It must be so hot to his your body." he noticed the tent forming in his briefs. "See, you're not gay, but my body certainly is. So let's enjoy it."

Cobra grabbed Mike's hand and dragged him to the showers. He turned on the water grabbed Mike's head and forced him on his knees. Mike instinctively took Cobra's hard dick and started to jerk it.

Cobra:"Don't be shy, lick it."

Mike took it in his mouth. He never sucked a dick before, so the taste was definitely something new. It might have been the body he was in, but he was a bit into it.

As water rushed over their bodies, Cobra couldn't wait any longer.

Cobra:"Pulled him up and kissed him. Let's fuck!"

He picked him up and held him above his waist. Mike's body was so strong and Cobra so slim, that it wasn't an issue. Cobra pushed his dick inside of him.

Mike:"Slow down, please."

Cobra:"NO"

He pounded more and more. Both of them moaning in pleasure. Cobra was laughing out loud. The cum filled Cobra's old body. They rested in the same position, Mike's dick still in Cobra's ass.

Cobra laughed

Mike:"What's so funny."

Cobra:"I can't believe you let me fuck you"

Mike:"You said that you would give me back my body if I did."

Cobra:"Yeah. Hahaha. So I lied. This is your body now for the rest of your life."

Cobra pulled out of Mike and set him on the floor. He washed his dick and with laughter left the showers. Mike, still naked and wet, followed him to the lockers.

Cobra:"What? You didn't understand something?"

Mike:"You stole my body."

Cobra:"Clever boy. See, you're not that stupid as I thought. And you're not bad to fuck. I could keep you as my cum dump, but I might be more into pussy now so we'll see about that."

Mike was still in the middle of the lockers as Cobra put on his new clothes.

Someone entered the locker room

Guy:"Hey, Mike. Who's the naked dude?"

Mike:"Hey, don't worry about him, he's weird, but harmless."

Guy:"You done for today?"

Mike:"Yeah, but I might come tomorrow."

Guy:"Ok, see you tomorrow then, man"

Mike was speechless. Not only his body was stolen, but it seemed, that he was gonna be pretty good at pretending to be him.

Cobra:"I hope you enjoyed your first time in the gym, COBRA”

A story request by @cobraas-blog

And a late happy birthday, man! xD

Hey! Your stories are amazing. Can I request a story? It's my birthday today and I would like to swap bodies with Mike Thurston. While he beg to swap back, the swap become permanent when I fvck him in my old body. Thank you!

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yoshirage · 2 months ago

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Prison visit

Hi, my name is Logan. I come from a quite boring family that includes my dad, my mum and my little brother. Unfortunately our family is now somewhat broken, because my dad decided behind our back to steal some money from the company he was working for. It wasn't a small ammount for all I know, so he was locked up and we all had to got to the trial.

We all had to dress up to represent our family. I hated the moment when the judge sentenced my father for several years in prison. All I could think about was the fact that I was the one, who had to take care of our family now. Which meant that I had to leave the army.

Me and my brother skipped the first few visits, because mom said that dad had to get used to being in prison and he didn't want to be seen in a bad mood. But the first visit was quite nice. Maybe except for the attack. Some prisoner bumbed into momand they both fell on the ground. It must have been a mental patient, because he started crying and screaming, that his body was stolen. Creepy, right?

Mum must have been shocked. She even missed a few turns when we were coming home from prison. I left her to relax and cooked dinner for us. When I went up to get her, the door to her bedroom were wide open and I couldn't believe what I saw.

Mom stood in front of the mirror, naked and fingered herself. Screaming in pleasure.

She turned her head slightly and smiled. I immediately left, hoping she didn't notice me.

I got my brother and told him that mom was too tired to join us.

The following days were really strange. Mom was walking around the house only in her bra and panties. I didn't wanna look, because it's my mom but ut was unavoidable.

One night, I think I heard male and even another strange female voices coming from my parents bedroom.

I eventually had to start taking care of my brother, because she didn't seem concerned, that he didn't have any food to eat etc.

I woke up in the morning to a weird feeling on my body. I opened my eyes and froze. My mom sat on my bed, my chest and boxers were uncovered and she had her hand on my stomach.

I couldn't let out a word, what was happening?!

Mom:"I have such a handsome young son. You really take care of your body, don't you? My son a soldier. How PROUD I am."

Me:"Mom, what are you..."

Mom:"Ah, don't you worry. I am just taking care of my LITTLE boy. But looking at the bulge you're packing, it seems you're not so little. Haha"

Me:"Mom... Stop it."

Mom:"Oh, come on. Don't you tell me you don't like these perfect tits. That you never wanted to touch them. And this pussy. God, you're really gonna enjoy this. And I can't wait to enjoy that dick" she said as she squeezed her tits and touched herself over the pants she was wearing.

As she finished, she quickly sat on top of me, I still couldn't react. She then pressed something against my chest, which hurt real bad. I passed out.

I opened my eyes and realised I sat on top of someone. "What the fuck?" I saw my own face smiling at me, My old hands were now placed on my hips. And I felt something below me... hardening

My body:"So, how do you like those tits... MOM?"

Me:"What the hell?!? What did you do?"

My body:"I gave you a gift. You can enjoy those tits and that tight wet pussy you like to peek on. You dirty WHORE. And unless you want to be fucked by your own body, I suggest you get off, because I am more then ready to shoot."

I moved and fell on the ground. I look down and indeed. My muscular chest was replaced by a pair of big boobs. My mother's boobs. I am my MOTHER

Me:"Mom, why are you doing this? Why me?"

My body:"Ah, you're so naive. I am not your mom, Logan. Or I should call you Cristine, now. Or better yet, MOM."

He started flexing and laughing at me

My body:"The chicks are gonna love this. I can't wait to fuck someone as a man again. Being a woman sucks."

I still sat there in shock, watching my body posing, flexing and enjoying his new reflection.

Only then I noticed the phone next to the mirror. My body noticed it.

My body:"Oh this? That's for me to have a memory. And also an insurance if you won't behave. I recorded what I did in your mother's body and If you won't behave I won't hesitate to use that as evidence to get you in prison. Unless you want to join your father and mother in prison, I suggest you behave. Now, go cook something, woman. I am hungry and now I got a job to do."

I got up from the floor, looking back at my body, feeling up my body.

I need to get help somehow

Prisoner's P.O.V.

Getting this kid's body is like a gold medal. After many years in my overweight body and then being that woman, this is by far the best thing yet.

I took out his phone to snap a few photos.

This kid has an amazing body. I can't wait to put it to test.

A message came to his phone number from LOVE<3. I browsed through the messaged. Fuck, this kid is gay. Nevermind, gonna turn him straight and dump this fucker. There won't be no more gay shit under my watch.

"Jeez. He's like a sculpture. If I had looked like this before, I wouldn't have to steal from all those people. This is amazing. Let's get this body showered and ready for Stacy."

At Stacy's house

Stacy:"Fuck. I can't believe it worked again. I was worried, that you would stay in that woman's body. I couldn't picture us like that back together."

Prisoner:"Don't worry, my darling. I found myself a great body for you to suck and enjoy. Wait till you see the dick that this kid has. Not only it is big, but the head of the cock is so strange, but hot at the same time."

They started making out. The tongues moving from one mouth into another. But there was a problem, that has never happened before.

Prisoner:"Wait. Something is wrong."

Stacy:"It happens sometimes. Remember that you're in other man's body and you're still not used to it."

Prisoner:"It's not that. This kid is gay. I think I can't get hard for you."

Frustrated and bored, the new Logan rested in the living room of his new body. The "mother" was walking around suspiciously, but careful.

Prisoner:"This is bullshit. I can't be gay forever. I need to find a better body to swap."

The younger brother rushed in with his way too loose Spiderman costume to hug his brother, who now wasn't used to it and pushed him off of himself.

Kyle:"Why did you do that?"

Prisoner:"I don't want another man to touch me."

Kyle:"You're funny, Logan. If you wouldn't have a boyfriend, i would believe you."

Prisoner:"Right."

Kyle:"Ok, so byeee."

Prisoner:"Where are you going dressed like that? It's not Halloween."

Kyle:"To Johnny's. We are having a costume party sleepover, while his older brother is gonna look after us."

Prisoner:"Who is the brother? Do I know him?"

Kyle:"Yeah, you do. You played football together. He's in university."

Prisoner:"Hmm. Interesting." I just hope it's not another gay jock like this one.

Prisoner:"Kyle? I have a cool deal for you. Wanna hear it?"

Kyle:"I bet mom won't know a difference between me and Logan. I can pretend to be him easily without her noticing. But I wonder why would Logan do that. It's nice of him that he gave me his body to try the costume, but he went to that party instead of me. I was looking forward to that."

Kyle pulled up the zip of the costume and started doing Spiderman poses.

Kyle:"Hell, yeah. Wait till the boys see how my costume first better then everybody else's!"

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yoshirage · 2 months ago

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The Parental Solution

“Could you at least put on some shorts or pants if you’re just gonna lie around the house like that?” I asked my dad after walking in on him sprawled across the couch, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs that did little to hide his large assets. Especially when he had his thick thighs spread like that

“Come on kiddo. It isn’t anything you haven’t seen before. Can’t a guy just lounge around on his day off.” He replied with that same subtle smirk he always had as he rested his head against his hand. I cursed myself internally for not being able to help glancing at his armpit for a moment. “Besides, I’m the man of this house and so if I wanna lie around in my underwear then I’ll do just that.” He added sternly before reaching down to give his fat bulge a rub.

I rolled my eyes a little before quickly exiting the room and letting him get back to watching sports on TV. After all, I didn't want to give him a chance to see the growing erection in my pants. I just can’t help it when he shows off his body like that. He knows exactly what he’s doing too. You see that man lying on the couch and showing off his manly form isn’t actually my dad. Not in spirit anyway. It’s actually my best friend Jason inside my dad’s body!

It all started when we were kids. Both me and Jason had pretty shit parents and it was part of the reason we bonded so much. We became each others support whenever we needed it. For me I lived most of my life with my dad after my mom walked out on us when I was very little. Ever since then my dad had been distant and bitter. He wasn’t abusive towards me or anything but he was certainly neglectful to say the least. Jason on the other had definitely got the worse end of the stick with parents that were borderline manipulative and even abusive towards him growing up. I remember telling him all through high school that the moment he turned 18 that he should just get the hell out of there. That day came over a year ago now. Jason turned 18 not long after me but even with the job he had, he still couldn’t afford to move out. Especially with his parents practically stealing half his wage. Before long the two of us were 19 going on 20 soon and Jason still couldn’t see a way of escaping his parents for years to come. That’s when I decided something had to be done.

For weeks the two of us had been brainstorming ideas to get Jason out of his parents house. We considered putting our wages together and renting a place to share but with how much prices had been going up recently, that didn’t seem like a sustainable option right now. Neither of us had other family members we could stay with either. We even considered going to a homeless shelter together but decided that’d probably do more harm than good in the end. After all my home life wasn’t nearly as bad as Jason’s but I wouldn’t wanna leave him alone. After a while we started to lose hope, believing that Jason would just have to put up with his horrible parents for the foreseeable future. That was until I stumbled across a curious shop that I’d somehow never noticed before…

———

Gilgamesh’s Magic Shop - For all your magical needs

The shop radiated a strange presence that I couldn’t help being drawn to. “Magical needs?” I raised an eyebrow as I read the large golden letters that adorned the sign that sat on the front of the building. My first thought was that it was one of those fake magic trick shops but it seemed pretty interesting and I didn’t exactly have anything else planned that day so I decided I might as well check it out.

Upon stepping inside I came face to face with a plethora of weird items and objects filling the many shelves around the shop. It all looked incredibly ornate with how well organised and decorated it was. Naturally I couldn’t help poking around a little, inspecting all sorts of books, potion bottles and crystals that all claimed to have magical properties.

“Ah, hello sir!” A man called from behind the front desk. I couldn’t help but jump a little as I could’ve sworn he hadn’t been standing there a second ago. He looked to be in his early 30’s or so but still looked amazing for his age. He had short hair that shimmered in the light with its golden blonde colour while his handsome face adorned a dusting of stubble. The clothes he wore looked rather unusual, almost like a mix between a wizard cloak and casual suit. “My name’s Gilgamesh but most people call me Gil. I’m the owner of this place so if there’s anything in particular you’re looking for then just ask.”

“Oh… um thanks.” I blushed a little at the stunning man’s proposal. “But I don’t think any of this fake magic stuff is gonna help me all that much.”

Gil laughed. “Please. The magic I sell is anything but fake. Here I’ll prove it.” I watched as he walked around the front desk and grabbed a potion bottle off a nearby shelf. Without any hesitation he popped the top off and downed the potion in one go. What I saw changed my view on magic forever. There was a moment of silence as Gil smirked over at me. Then without warning he lurched over and groaned. I could only watch on in astonishment as his once ordinary sized frame began expanding at a rapid rate. Seeing as his clothes grew tighter while his body packed on excessive amounts of fat and muscle. His entire body growing thicker and stronger! It was hard to tell at first but as his clothes started to rip I began to see how he was growing hairier as well! Even his light stubble from before poofed out into a large blonde beard! At first I’d thought the groans meant he was in pain but as the transformation came to an end, after his voice had deepened significantly, I realised they were actually groans of pleasure!

“W-w…what the fuck… just happened!?” I stuttered, looking up at the new man before me.

Gil turned and smiled at me. “Muscle bear potion.” He stated simply. “Does exactly what it says. Turns you into a big muscle bear of a man like so.” The huge shopkeeper gestured down at his now massive burly body. “This one is only temporary and should wear off naturally within a week but we do sell permanent versions as well.” He explained as he made his way back behind the counter once again, struggling to move a little with his big belly and thick appendages straining against the torn fabric of his clothes. “Looks like I’ll have to grab a new uniform from the back to use the next week though. Oh well, I’m sure my boyfriend Simon will enjoy seeing me like this.” He laughed heartily.

Before I stepped foot into that shop I believed magic was nothing but tricks and fantasy. But after witnessing that man transform right before my very eyes, I had no choice but to believe everything about this shop was real! All the spell books, all the magical clothes, all the powerful crystals. It had to all be real!!

After regaining my composure I managed to explain my situation to Gil. Telling him all about Jason and the situation with his parents. Of course Gil sympathised with the situation and told me I was a good friend for sticking by Jason and wanting to help him. He stroked his beard a little as he thought until he came up with a magical solution to my problem. “You know, I think I’ve got just the thing that’ll sort your friend's situation right out.”

Gil began wandering through the shop, searching the shelves for something in particular as I followed behind him. As he did I couldn’t help glancing at his big bear butt from behind and I guess he could feel my eyes on him judging by the look he gave me shortly after. Before long he ended up pulling another vial off the shelf, this one being filled with a shimmering blue liquid. Strapped to the bottle was also a small instruction manual on how to use it. “This should do the trick. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. Its pure liquid essence made from the blood of real bodysnatchers.” He explained though I didn’t even begin to pretend like I knew what he was talking about. “Drinking this will grant you the powers of a bodysnatcher for a one time use. I think it’ll be perfect for your friend Jason.”

Next thing I knew we were back at the cash register. After much reassurance that this potion was exactly what I needed to help Jason, I ended up forking over my cash and buying the strange looking vial while silently hoping I wouldn’t come to regret it.

———

When I first told Jason about what I’d bought he thought I was insane and rightfully so. Before visiting the shop I would’ve been the same. But after a ton of persuasion I managed to get Jason on board with my plan to get him away from his parents. To put him in a whole new body. I’d given it a lot of thought already by this point and had decided on the perfect candidate. My dad. I figured that way I’d be hitting two birds with one stone. Jason can get away from his parents and Jason can take the place of my asshole dad! It was perfect! He was quick to agree to this as he’d always had a bit of a crush on my dad anyways so anything that involved him was a green light from Jason.

Once it was decided, I brought Jason over to my house while my dad was napping and began going through the instructions with him.

STEP 1: Drink the nectar of the bodysnatcher to allow its power to sink in. Drinking the whole vial is recommended for a smoother experience.

Jason was a little hesitant but with a little encouragement from me he twisted the lid off the vial and tossed it back. Before long the entire potion had disappeared down Jason’s throat. Moments later he described a strange feeling pulsing through his body. Almost like he’d just taken a bunch of caffeine as new energy pumped through his veins.

STEP 2: Find a recently worn article of clothing belonging to the person who’s body you wish to take and put it on.

The two of us snuck upstairs as quietly as possible so as not to wake my dad. We could hear him snoring quietly from his bedroom as I reached into the dirty clothes hamper. Moments after I pulled out a pair of my dads smelly black socks that he’d likely worn to work that day before passing them to Jason who immediately pressed them to his nose.

“Oh come on dude. Really?” I whispered, watching my best friend shamelessly huff on my dad’s worn socks. “Just put them on.”

Jason rolled his eyes, giving the socks one last sniff before starting to pull them on. “Whatever man. I still don’t believe this weird magic shit is real but I know your dad’s hot scent is.” He sniggered quietly as he finished tugging the oversized socks on.

STEP 3: Find the person whose body you wish to take and kiss them directly on the lips. This act will activate the magic now within your body.

Now that Jason had my dads socks on, the pair of us crept towards his room as quietly as possible before slowly pressing the door open. There, laid out on the large king sized bed was my dad. His body was only half covered by the bed sheets as he slept in nothing but his underwear from what we could tell. I could already feel Jason’s eyes burning with desire as he gazed upon my sleeping father. He didn’t even care if the magic worked, he just wanted to plant his lips on my dad.

The two of us tiptoed closer until we stood over my dad, gazing down at him while he dreamt. I gave Jason a nod and he knew exactly what to do. Slowly and silently, Jason undressed until he was completely naked besides my dad’s socks before creeping onto the bed. I held my breath nervously as he manoeuvred his way on top of my dad so that he had one leg on each side of my dad’s body. Jason glanced over at me with a smile before looking down at my father again. Then without another second wasted, Jason lowered himself down until his lips pressed against my father’s…

Almost immediately Jason’s body began to glow slightly while a volt of magic surged through both his body and my dad’s. This immediately woke my dad, his eyes going wide as he saw his son’s best friend kissing him. But they couldn’t pull away. It was as if their lips were glued together somehow! I could only watch in bewilderment as my dad started kicking his legs beneath Jason and flailing his arms around but it proved pointless as soon enough he seemed to lose all the strength in his body. Almost like he was paralysed. It seemed as though Jason was experiencing the same thing as his body now laid dead flat on top of my dad. I would’ve been worried had I not heard Jason moaning delightfully through the kiss. Whatever was happening I knew it had to have felt good.

What happened next looked like something directly out of a Sci-fi movie. Jason’s body glowed once again as it slowly began to sink into my dad’s body. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but as I watched Jason’s legs disappear into my dad’s beefier ones, I was forced to believe it. The rest of Jason’s body soon followed suit as his arms were next, Jason lining them up with my dad’s before allowing them to sink in as well. By this point my dad must’ve been experiencing just was much pleasure as Jason was by how his eyes had rolled back, not to mention how they both had obscene bulges that were rubbing against each other. That is until Jason’s crotch sunk into my dad’s as well, causing my dad’s dick to grow even harder. This process only continued with Jason’s torso fast disappearing until the only thing left was his head sticking out of my dad’s body, lips still pressed together. But of course that didn’t last long as even Jason’s head eventually pushed its way down inside of my dad’s head. Sinking into his body completely until my father was the only one left, now wearing the socks Jason had stolen from him.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried when my dad’s body started convulsing. For a moment I considered calling 911 but just as suddenly as it started, the convulsing stopped, leaving my dad’s body still and calm besides the pulsing erection in his underwear. “Dad? Jason?” I asked the sleeping man, not knowing who’s name to call. He didn’t reply. Only grunting and murmuring with his eyes closed. Then, without warning, he let out a deep moan which resulted in the pouch of his underwear getting soaked in cum. I had to look away in embarrassment…

“Whatcha lookin that way for kiddo. The show’s over here…” I heard my dad’s voice say but the tone behind it didn’t sound like him at all. It sounded cheerful almost, totally unlike his usual resentful self. I turned back around and I saw my dad now sitting up in bed with a huge cheesy grin on his face as he ran his hands along his thick hairy pecs. “You know I didn’t believe you at first but holy fuck… this is great! My voice is so deep! And I’m so hairy… fuck and these tattoos.” He traced a finger across the inked skin of one of his biceps while simultaneously admiring the thick muscle it sat upon.

“Jason? Is that really you in there?” I asked, still not quite believing that potion had actually worked even after all I’d just seen.

“Who else baby!” I watched as he hopped out of bed excitedly and dashed over towards my dad’s bedroom mirror. The way his face lit up upon seeing his reflection said everything. “But you can call me dad from now on…” he stroked his beard, admiring the facial hair he’d never been able to grow before as he inspected his mature looks. I could tell just by the expressions he made as his fingers ran across his face and down his body once again that he adored each and every sensation. Groping every part of my dad’s body that he’d always fantasised about touching. His pecs, his biceps, his ass and of course his cock. One of his rough hands glided over his wet crotch as he squeezed his cum soaked dad dick, still bulging in his underwear. The way he smirked so full of lust and desire was a look I never imagined I’d see on my own father’s face. Only after all that did he finally turn back to look at me and say “Unless of course you’d rather call me daddy instead.”

“Eww no! You’re literally my dad now Jason! That’s… weird…” I trailed off a little at the end. I’d never been attracted to my own dad before. Why would I be? He was an asshole!! Sure he might’ve been exactly my type with muscles, body hair and tattoo but… he was fucking dad for fuck sake! So why the fuck did I feel butterflies in stomach when he put a hand on my shoulder.

“I’m just kidding man. But seriously thank you for this. With your dad’s body I never have to go back to my shitty parents. Not to mention I look hot as fuck! I always wished I could fuck your dad but this is a whole other level.” With that he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a big hug, something my dad hadn’t given me since I was a kid. His strong hairy body and sticky crotch grinding against my own. “You’re the best *son* a dad could ask for.” He added, holding me tight in his arms allowing for me to get a good whiff of his scent.

After that I could’ve denied the feelings I had all I wanted but the semi in my pants was a dead giveaway. Jason chuckled as I rushed to hide the bulge but it was too late. My face went red as he gave me a pat on the back. “Don’t worry about it, Son. Can’t blame you for getting a little excited around your old man with how manly I am.” He was already acting so cocky and confident. “Now how’s about you and I head downstairs and go through everything I need to know to pull off being your dear old pops. That is after I’ve taken a nice long shower of course to familiarise myself with this hot dad body heheh.”

By that point I could already tell this was going to be a wild ride…

———

And that brings us back to the present. It’s been two weeks since Jason took my dad’s place and he’s been able to play the part perfectly, albeit coming off as a much friendlier version of my father. Turns out that when Jason took my dad’s body, he absorbed my dad’s soul as well. This in turn allowed Jason to tap into all of my dad’s memories, emotions and personality whenever a situation called for it. For all intents and purposes, he literally was my dad now. Hell he even insisted that I always call him dad even when no one’s around. It was weird at first but I’ve gotten used to it I guess.

He never fails to mention to me how great being inside my dad’s body feels. Whether it be his new muscles as he flexed them in the mirror, or bragging about how big of a load his big dad cock and balls can bust now. Loving his new beard, smacking his new ass, appreciating his new tattoos, gawking over his smelly new armpits and the list goes on. He described to me how great it feels to finally be treated like an equal by all the other adults around him when at work only to come home and boss me around in the most seductive ways possible.

If there’s one thing I do somewhat regret about all this however, it’s that now Jason won’t stop teasing me with his new body every chance he gets. Like today when he’d been laying on the couch in just his underwear, practically waiting for me to walk in on him. Whenever we were home alone he made sure to wear as little as possible to show off his body and I was always trying my utmost to tear my eyes away from him. But when he walked around in the house in nothing but a tight jockstrap that showed off his bare ass, I just couldn’t stop myself from staring and imaging what it’d be like to stick my face between my dads hairy cheeks… fuck! I can’t believe he’s managed to do this to me!

Now here I was scampering out of the living room, trying to get the thoughts of my hot new dad out of my head. Everyday it’d been getting worse. I’d been popping boners to my dad more often and even multiple times a day. It didn’t take long for him to slowly start infuriating my jerk off sessions starting with him crossing my mind for a moment as I jerked off until eventually it got to the point where I was having entire jerk off fantasies around him! Imagining what it’d be like to fuck or be fucked by him. And could you blame me when he was constantly shoving that hot body of his in my face! It was torturous at this point. Like he was slowly trying to wear me down. And it was working.

“Hey son. Why don’t you come back through here and watch some sports with your old man. You can snuggle up to me if you want.” Jason said as he came up behind me and wrapped my dad’s strong arms around me and pressed his arousal against my ass. “Come on, I know you love being close to dad.” He cooed, his voice so deep and soft at the same time that I practically melted on the spot.

Before I knew it Dad had managed to guide me back towards the living room where the two of us sat on the couch together watching sports. Jason had never been that into sports before so I could only guess it was a trait he’d picked up from my father after the takeover. As we watched he made sure to wrap an arm around me to keep me pulled close against his body. I didn’t want to admit it but I actually really enjoyed getting to be this close to him now. To feel his hairy body pressed against me as the scent from his pits filled my nostrils. It was driving me crazy.

At one point during the game, dad decided to stuff his free hand down his briefs to fondle his fat hairy balls. Just watching him do such a thing made me horny as fuck to the point where I wished I could’ve been the one cradling his big balls instead. Of course this was all according to dad’s plan as quickly noticed I’d lost all interest in the TV and was now totally focused on him. With a smirk dad pulled his hand out of his briefs and without a second of hesitation he pressed that very hand against my face.

“There you go boy. Huff on that.” He commended as the powerful aroma of his sweaty dad balls invaded my nose and overpowered all my senses. Before I knew it I was sinking deep into his hand, sniffing the scent deeply and craving even more. I knew it was wrong. It was my dad’s body. My dad’s balls. My dad’s scent. But… I craved it so fucking badly! And I only had myself to blame for giving my best friend that damn body!

In a flash I was down on my knees and between dad’s legs as I shoved my face into his pouch. Feeling the heft of his heavy balls press against my face through the tight fabric of his briefs. Allowing the powerful smell to wash over my face. He held my head down, forcing me to kiss and lick his bulge as his thick length grew harder. I wanted nothing more than to take it in my mouth and swallow every last drop of cum he had stored in my dad’s balls. And as he finally pulled down his briefs, allowing his thick cock to spring out in front of me, it seemed as though I was about to get my wish.

What followed was a scene of a father relentlessly face fucking his son as dad absolutely destroyed my throat with his cock. It was clear he’d been waiting to do this ever since I helped him steal that body. Thrusting his hips back and forth as he forced his thick cock as far down my throat as he could, making sure that I gagged on every glorious inch. I have no idea how long it went on for as I was still entranced by his aroma and by just how good it felt to feel his thick dad dick in my mouth but soon enough his moan started to grow and before I knew it my mouth was filled to the brim with thick salty cum.

I fell backwards having just swallowed my best friend's load. No… my dad’s load. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done but at the same time I didn’t find myself regretting it either. If anything I wanted to do it again right! When I sat back up I was of course greeted by a view of my dad’s softening cock as it dripped with cum. “You’re such a good boy for swallowing all of daddy’s cum.” He placed a gentle hand on my cheek, smiling softly. “As a reward, I might let you sleep in my bed tonight. Maybe then dad can give you a demonstration on how real men fuck. How’s that sound?”

“Oh yes please dad! I need your dick inside me!” I blurted out without thinking. I couldn’t believe how much of a slut he’d turned me into.

Dad chuckled softly before shoving my face back into his crotch. “If you clean me up nice and good, I’ll make sure your wish comes true son.” He didn’t need to say another word, I was already licking away. Dad went back to watching TV while I cleaned off his cock. Lapping up any remaining cum dripping from his cock before running my tongue across his soft, but still surprisingly large, shaft. Even after that I couldn’t stop myself from licking his big sweaty balls which dad didn’t seem to mind. God they tasted incredible…

And as tongue slid back and forth, I couldn’t help but be thankful that I found that strange Magic shop when I did. To think that magic not only existed but could make something as crazy as this a reality?! Maybe I’ll have to head back there sometime and pick out something for myself. After all, Dad won’t stop going on about how amazing it feels to have a bigger, more mature body. Maybe I should find a way to get one myself to see what all the fuss is about…

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Fabio is pure perfection. I like to imagine skinny nerd waking up as him and checking his new body. What would you do if you wake up in this body?

Fabio Giga Sept 24

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So basically, within the past 3 days, I've been pranked and played by my friends...

They've switched bodies with my two older brothers and my dad, and I'm nonetheless knowledgeable that it was them, until I saw them doing something I can't ponder my family would do [Writer's choice]

It Was Just A Prank

Chris:

My family, like most, is a bit different. I’ve grown up in a all male household with my dad and my two older brothers.

Before my dad had me, my brother’s both were born a year apart by two different women.

Both of them get along very well, probably because they have so much in common.

You have my oldest brother Lance who spends most of his time at the gym or working on his bike.

He’s a sophomore in college (although he’s so jacked that you’d assume he’s older) and honestly I could tell you what he’s majoring in…

And then you have my other brother Ian. Ian is more of a social butterfly than the both of us. He’s in some frat and I’m sure parties just about every weekend.

Both of them are rarely home these days, which just leave me with my dad Roger.

My dad like my brother’s is typically working out or he’s at work. The only time we really talk is at dinner. Which is always the same ‘how was your day’ boring conversation.

That’s why, I spend a lot more time with my friends Kevin, Jake, and Sean. We are the four best buds.

All of us are a bit of nerds in our own ways, we spend most of our time playing video games, fighting over our favorite indie films, playing D&D, or talking about hot guys…

I guess it’s not too crazy that the nerdy gay guys all hang out together. But one thing we always do once a month is play this game called the best prank.

Concept and rules are pretty easy, we all put our names into a hat, whoever was pranked last time pulls the name, and then they get to pick the prank on that person.

A lot of our pranks are silly but sometimes we get really competitive. Especially me…

Last month, I convinced Kevin that I accidentally totaled his dad’s Mercedes. I got a guy to pretend to be a police offer, made some fake accident photos of what looked like his dad’s car… it was hilarious!

But now, I’m wondering if Kevin pulled my name or someone else’s… it’s getting close to the end of the month and so far no one’s been pranked yet…

I’ve tried asking Jake and Sean if they knew anything yet but both of claim they don’t know a thing.

Well, I guess I’ll have to keep my eyes peeled.

Anyways, my brothers are coming in town today. Something happened with their schools piping so they’re starting winter break very early.

I walk to my house and the first person I see is Lance. He must be working on his bike right now.

“Hey Lance,” I say to him trying not to sound overly excited. I do think I missed them, I’m just not sure if they missed me.

Lance, seemed to be really distracted for some reason. He keeps grabbing on his pants.

“Hello! Earth to Lance!” I say waving my hand around.

“Oh hey! Sorry Chris I didn’t see you haha.”

Lance grins at me and pulls me in for a hug, which felt odd… normally Lance just gives me a “sup.” I guess he did miss me.

“How have you been little bro?” he says stilling grinning.

“Good haha, how’s college?” I say back.

“It’s good, you know same old sh^t. Are you about to go upstairs?”

“Yeah that’s the plan haha.”

“Cool, if you see Ian can you tell him to come down?”

“Sure thing!”

“Thanks bro, I’ll catch up with you later,” he says winking at me.

As I head into the house, I still have this strange feeling about Lance but I soon forget about it as I walk past Ian’s room.

I hear loud music playing and Ian saying, “D@mn! I look so hot in this!”

I knock on the door but the musics too loud for him to hear me.

“Ian!! It’s Chris, can I come in?”

Still no answer.

I open up the door and find Ian standing in his old wrestling uniform flexing in the mirror.

“Uhhh Ian?”

“Oh sorry!! I was just… just seeing if this still fits me…”

I looked my brother over and notice his bulge…

Well this is awkward…

Ian walks up to me and also pulls me to a tight hug.

“Chris! I’ve missed you buddy!!”

“Thanks Ian, I’ve missed you too…”

It’s so weird… both of my brothers are being really friendly right now. Maybe they’ve just matured at college?

Ian catches up with me for a few before I tell him Lance is looking for him.

Ian pulls me in for one more hug.

“I’ll see you at dinner,” he says before heading downstairs.

I head back to my room and laid down on my bed. My mind raced… not so much about my brother’s nicest but Kevin’s prank.

I just want to know, who did he pick and what does he have planned?

Kevin (Earlier This Morning):

“Mr. Reynolds, I’m Mr. Reynolds,” I say to my new reflection in the mirror. God this is great!

I wasn’t sure if this was going to work but I knew I needed to get Chris back. Especially after his last prank!

But this one, this is going to be the ultimate prank!

A couple of weeks ago, I was doing some research trying to figure out my prank. That’s when I stumbled upon this spell.

The website seemed kinda sketchy but I figured worst case I’d come up with something else if it didn’t work.

Last night, I tried it on myself before pulling Jake and Sean into it.

I followed all the instructions and laid down in my bed.

When I woke up, I found myself in a new room that looked familiar— specifically Chris’s dads room.

I looked down at Mr. Reynolds long hairy legs…

He’s so hot!!! Tbh, I’ve had a crush on Chris’s dad for years now.

Sean, Jake, and I talk a lot about how hot Chris’s entire family is… and now I’m inside his sexy dad!?!

This may even be better than the prank!

I quickly got out of bed and told both Sean and Jake to meet me at Chris’s house.

It took a little bit for them to believe me but after I revealed some of their personal stuff— they knew I wasn’t the actual Mr. Reynolds.

They were a little apprehensive at first…

“Kev, this is freaky and kinda cool but what about Mr. Reynolds, Lance, and Ian? Will they be us?” says Jake.

“Yes, well kinda— they’ll be in our bodies but none of them will know about the switch. They’ll just think they’ve been you the entire time. They’ll act like you, think like you— I promise it’s full proof!!”

Both of them looked at each other and then back at me.

“Are y’all in?” I say to them.

“I’m so down but I’ll call dibs on Ian!” says Sean.

“Ugh!! Not fair, I wanted Ian!!” says Jake.

I roll my eyes at the both of them.

“Sean you take Ian and Jake you take Lance.”

“Fine! Lance is still super hot,” says Jake.

We all laugh and I get them to head back to their houses with the spell instructions.

Soon as the real Ian and Lance show up, I greet them and they both head to their bedrooms.

About an hour later, both of them come out grinning…

“Hi dad,” says Jake with a smirk.

“More like daddy!! HAHAHAHA,” says Sean.

We all three laugh.

“Ohhh this is going to be great! Best prank ever!!!” I say holding out my hand.

All three of us put our new hands in together.

“All the count of three… best prank ever… 1….2…3!!”

“BEST PRANK EVER!”

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The Unwelcome Neighbour

“Get the Fuck out of there!” I scream at my son, Jason.

Only I know for a fact it’s not my son in there. Jason has been acting so strange lately, always touching himself, rating the attractiveness of his gym buds, and staring at my ass and my crotch while licking his lips. Then, I was absolutely horrified yesterday morning when it all made sense. I set up a camera in Jason’s room- I know, not the coolest thing to do when it’s a college age boy we’re talking about, but I just knew something was wrong. My thoughts were that he was getting into drugs and all that poison was making his brain foggy and sexually confused, but the reality was so much worse.

I watched, jaw dropped, as the elderly gay neighbor, Simon, who lives alone in the house across the street snuck in through Jason’s patio window and crawled onto my son’s sleeping back. The audio wasn’t very crisp, but he said some sort of weird phrases in something old, maybe Latin, before my son’s back started glowing and Simon began sinking inside him. I felt like throwing up as I watched my son thrash and groan in apparent agony as Simon kept pushing inside him, making my son feel impossibly full as he eventually disappeared inside my son’s body. My son’s body convulsed uncontrollably for several moments as Jason fought valiantly; I could make out the words “no!” and “get out of me!” clearly in spite of the fuzzy audio. He grabbed at every limb of his body, moaning as Simon shifted around inside him before he flipped onto his back, back arched fully and his face contorted in despair before he plummeted back onto his bed, relaxed and staring blankly before he shook his head around a bit and started laughing.

He grabbed at every limb of his body, moaning as Simon shifted around inside him before he flipped onto his back, back arched fully and his face contorted in despair before he plummeted back onto his bed, relaxed and staring blankly before he shook his head around a bit and started laughing. That must have been Simon… He looked down to see my son’s fit body wearing just boxers and started rubbing my son’s hands all over his body, squirming in delight as he molested my son. Again, the audio is pretty fuzzy, but I could make out the phrases “hot body” and “you’re my new favorite.” Jesus, this sicko has done this to other victims. I almost couldn’t take anymore as Simon’s arousal hardened my son’s cock, making Simon motion Jason’s face into one of ecstasy as he grabbed a hold of Jason’s equipment, by now popped through the flap of his boxers, and started pumping my son as he thrusted Jason’s hips into his grip. I was spared the heartbreak of seeing my son fully taken advantage of as Simon noticed the camera in the room and got up to switch it off, presumably finishing and dumping a load with my son’s body and who knows what else!. The son of a bitch deleted the hard copy on the camera, but he didn’t know that it was wi-fi enabled, meaning the stream of video was sent to my hard drive. And that’s what brought us here to this moment…

“What are you talking about, Dad?” Simon says insidiously convincingly.

“Don’t call me Dad. I know who you are!” I yell as I grab Jason’s shoulders and look directly into his eyes, or rather into the eyes of whoever is hiding behind my son’s.

“Ohhhhhh, Daddy. I love when you play rough. Careful though. You get too rough and I might get so hard this towel will pop off,” Simon says as he walks my son’s body so close to me I can feel his breath against my neck. “Tell me, would you like that, Daddy?” he says as he grinds my son’s semi-hard cock against the crotch of my jeans. We both moan as he slides against me, creating a rush of sensation as our respective cocks are rubbed by soft fabrics. Wait, what the fuck? No!

“GET OFF!” I holler as I push Simon away from me. “I love my son enough that I would beat him half to death if it meant getting you out of him!” I say, raising a locked and loaded fist.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you!”

“And why the fuck not?!”

“I have to leave your son’s body of my own free will. If you force me out without my absolute desire to leave, your son’s heart will completely stop. Just a little FYI” Simon says boisterously as he begins walking my son back over to me, making me retreat into the corner until there is nowhere left to go.

“If you decide to be a good Daddy this whole weekend, on my way out I’ll make sure your son doesn’t remember ANY of this. You resist, you seek help, or you just lack enthusiasm, I will make sure the memories of the next few days haunt your son for the rest of his life. Do we have a deal?”

Feeling so powerless, I just nod my head, refusing to believe that it has come to this.

“Good, glad we could come to an agreement.” Simon says, ripping off the towel protecting my son’s decency as he lowers himself to his knees.

“Wait ... WHAT’RE YOU DOING?” I exclaim as Simon begins unzipping my pants.

“I swear, ‘Daddy,’ one moment where you don’t bring the enthusiasm and your precious Jason will remember all of this. Now shut up and be a man about it! It’s not like I’m making you suck your own son off…yet.” Simon says before pulling my cock out, making me quiver with disgust. “Come on, Daddy. Get hard for me. Imagine what it’ll feel like when your son’s velvety lips wrap around this meaty cock and begin lapping up and down your steely rod, taking more and more of you in and until your son’s mouth has swallowed your big Daddy cock. And remember ... ENTHUSIASM!”

Dear God, I hate myself for this! But it’s for Jason! Fighting back tears, I bottle everything up and prepare to put on the show of a lifetime.

“Yeah, you gonna show Daddy how good your mouth feels?” I grunt at him.

“Unnnnnnggggg feels so fucking good” I moan as Simon grabs my cock with Jason’s strong hands and begins pumping me, half caught off guard as I hate to admit that my hardening cock is not part of the act.

“Yeah, Daddy. That makes your cock feel so good doesn’t it? Not as good as this!” Simon says before wrapping my son’s lips around my almost fully engorged cock, focusing on the head as he takes it into my son’s mouth and uses his tongue to swirl around and pay extra attention to those nerve endings underneath the head. I can’t help but moan, especially as he runs my son’s hands up and down my strong torso, finally finding my thick pecs as he grabs and squeezes them with my son’s grip, using his thumbs to flick and massage my nipples. Simon takes a second to come up for air.

“Yeah, you like that, Daddy?”

Before I can answer he wraps my son’s lips around my cock, only this time pushes forward, making me groan and gasp as I feel my cock gliding along my son’s tongue, eventually traveling back to the farthest reaches of his throat. I yelp as I feel my son’s mouth compress my bush, meaning he’s swallowed all of my 8 inch cock. I cringe as I try to remember that this is all an act, but is it? I mean, I’ve never met a girl who made my cock feel this good! Especially not Jason’s mother, my bitch of an ex-wife- OH FUCK!!!!!UNGGGGGGG!!!!!! He just started sliding his mouth up and down, making me squirm as I feel my cock rubbing along his wet and warm throat muscles while my son’s tongue wiggles and wildly massages my fully hard dick. I try to keep some sense of composure, but it’s been so long since I’ve been touched intimately by anyone. I’m so sorry, Jason, but damn you for having such a hot mouth! I grab my son’s head, pulling his open mouth onto my cock, thrusting my hips hard and fucking my dick down his pulling throat, surprising Simon I might add. Oh I don’t know why the fuck I’m doing this, but there seems to be no turning back!!!!

“Fucking take it!” I shout as I thrust into my son’s mouth again, pulling his mouth down and grabbing tightly onto his head, holding him in place while I pile drive my hips against his face, fucking his throat ruthlessly and carelessly. The sound of my son’s squealing voice sends my repressed dominant nature into overdrive as I hold on and refuse to let go even though I can feel Simon using Jason’s hands to slap my torso and pull at my death grip on my son’s head, signalling that he needs to breathe. I pull him off my cock long enough for him to take one deep breath before I grab him again and thrust my pulsating cock back down his throat.

“Ohhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh I’m fucking close!” I yell. Right after I say that, Simon grabs my nuts, rolling them around, stretching them and squeezing them in my son’s hands, sending me over the edge as I grab my son’s head one more time, thrusting my cock down his throat so far that the loads erupting from my cock travel directly down his esophagus.

“OHHHHHH MY-AHHHHHHH-FUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!” I roar as my face contorts with pleasure and my back twitches from the full body orgasm lighting up every nerve in my body. I ram my cock down my son’s throat one more time before pulling out and keeling over, shivering as I crawl up onto my son’s bed and stare up in a daze. Simon comes over and lays down next to me, cuddling up close and lightly stroking my hairy abs as he lays my son’s head down on my powerful chest.

“Well you impressed me, Daddy. That was incredible! Just two more days and then I’ll be on my merry way…Goodnight, Daddy…” he says before drifting off to sleep.

“Goodnight, son…” I say, on the verge of unconsciousness myself and wondering if it’s truly an act what I’m going through or whether a part of me wants Simon to stay in Jason forever.

“Simon, why don’t you stay in Jason awhile longer.”

“I thought you never asked.”

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Any transformation or body swaps that include Jeff Seid will always be hot to me

WhoDoYouWantToBe.com sounded and looked like a classic annoying spam pop-up, however the named grabbed Billy’s interest. Billy was in his first year in college and still was the size of a tenth grader. Girls ignored him and guys laughed at him. He was always wished to be a bodybuilder so he entered the first name that came to his head, Jeff Seid and suddenly the chair felt small, he got up feeling his muscles and his new cock, he was fucking huge. He went straight to the Gym and then the clubs.

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Damn, this is kinda embarrassing. I swapped bodies with my son to give him a little confidence boost for a bit. We went to the gym together and I taught him how my routine so that he could use it when we swap back in a day. I thought I was being a nice guy about all this - I mean, how many fathers would give up their bodybuilder physiques to their teenage sons, if even for a day?

No, instead, he wanted to record a video of us comparing physiques. He thought he was being cute and rubbing it in how much bigger than me he was. I guess he really did have a lot of pent up self esteem issues. Oh well, I’ll let him show off for a bit, I guess there’s no permanent harm in it. But this will be the last time I let him use my body.

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Anyone know who this is?

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Zac Aynsley

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The Great Shift: Turning 30

The Great shift was a huge time in many people’s lives. Especially those with birthdays who fell around the time of the great shift. Some turning 18, others turning 80! But still others had their hearts set on a time in their life that was quite pivotal. However, because of the shift some may have to wait a little longer to reach that milestone, while others have jumped leaps and bounds beyond it!

Harvey Singh (30 years old)

Fuuuck my head… and my clothes apparently. Damn. This is not what I imagined turning 30 would be like!

Before the world went insane, I was so close! The damn great shift just had to happen right before my birthday. I was working at this law firm, a pretty shady place at first. Lots of scummy people taking advantage of others, but my boss was trying to turn it around! We kicked out those idiots who were causing trouble, got them arrested! I was gonna get promoted and help lead the charge for helping others… but not anymore.

The great shift landed me inside of Skyler Marlo! 18 year old quarterback for the local university. And right after a big party too. I couldn’t find a stitch of clothes to fit my new larger body. I was really lucky this frat house I woke up in had a towel nearby. But that was just the beginning of my nightmare.

You see that smile of distress? Yeah that’s me. Instead of writing briefs and taking on clients in need, I’m here on the football field. Apparently after the upheaval the shift caused people are having trouble verifying identities and gaining access to their property/funds. That’s totally something I could be helping with! Instead I'm stuck back in the life of a teenager again. I wasn't a big fan of 18 last time I was in college.

The only thing that could get me after the shift was taking on this guy’s college scholarship. It gives me a place to stay and access to their college library, but I had to join the college football team. Some organizations like college athletics don’t seem to care who is shifted or not! As long as they got the players they need to draw in a crowd, they seemed perfectly content letting anyone play. Though who can blame them. If they saw me before I doubt they’d want some angry short king running their drills. No… now I’m not the 5’0 Indian guy who got overlooked in school. I look the picture of boy next door prom king that rules the college. 6’2, 195lbs of lean muscle, and size 15 feet. That last one took awhile to get used to! Finding cleats that size was the hardest part of this change.

So here I am, sweating it out day after day to maintain my scholarship, while I wait for the day I’m recertified with my state’s bar! Once I’m a lawyer again I swear I’ll help out others like me forced to cling on to new lives while the system sorts things out. It sucks having to practice every day and do all these drills and grunt work! The college even has me posing for their promotional material to draw in bigger crowds at the game! Who would want this kind of life?!

Then again… it’s already been a few months… I may as well get used to college life… I was a nerdy brown kid my last run in college, mostly studying and doing what my parents wanted… now at least I can get a look at how the athletes lived… That frat did ask me if I wanted to join… I guess it couldn’t hurt to have a little fun while I wait to get my life back.

After all, I do get pretty excited after an intense practice, and judging by some of the looks from my teammates, I may not be the only one eager to get to know my new body better.

Phil Inver (30 years old)

People need to learn how to relax. I don’t know what the big deal is. So a bunch of people swapped bodies. What’s there to worry about? See me? I don’t have a care in the world. When I was turning 30 doctors told me I was overweight and at risk of diabetes, my work would always be on me for not applying myself, and my girlfriend said I was always too lazy in our relationship!

But my mindset since the shift hasn’t changed! It landed me in this nice smooth and lean body! I’m glad that this guy kept in such good shape. Having actual abs is insane! Same for these toned arms! I’m not sure if he’s the shaving kinda guy or if he’s naturally smooth, but it sure as hell beats taking care of an unruly beard and body hair!

Turns out now that I look like this people are a bit more receptive to my ideals! Doctors say my heart is as healthy as a horse! Says my stress free lifestyle is a large part of that! My work? They now say my chill attitude makes things a lot more zen around the office. Guess they don’t care I don’t get too much done whenever I flash them a smile. And my girlfriend… or my boyfriend as he goes by now, certainly thinks I’m taking an active role in the bedroom. Who knew that my new stud of a boyfriend had a thing for Asian guys!?

So what am I gonna do now? Listen to music, chill as my boyfriend showers, and wait out the day as normal. Sure I’m turning 30, but it’s just another day in paradise for me! Oh what’s that? This body is only 21? Even better! I’ve got plenty of time to relax before I turn 30.

Devon Lin (30 years old)

So I was a bit nervous about turning 30. I feel like I haven’t really done all the things I wanted… and all my friends were joking saying it’s all downhill after that. I wasn’t dealing the best with the stress… Well like it or not the shift had me face that hurdle a few year further than I expected.

And I gotta say. It’s not as bad as I thought it was gonna be. Sure I’m a bit older, but hell I look a hell of a lot more manly! Could it be that the shift landed me in a handsome 37 year old with a built body, tan skin, and perfect beard? Maybe… but hey. Age is just a mindset… but these muscles sure aren’t! Boom!

You like that? So do the guys at the bar! They keep insisting I don’t shave my chest or pit hair too. I think I could pull off that look. That being said, I think anything looks good on a 6’5 stud like me. Tall, dark, and handsome all the way!

Before I would jump around from job to job. Bartender, janitor, waiter, and housekeeper, but lately I’ve found my job as a bouncer at the local bar a lot more rewarding. You’d be surprised how many fights stop once I take my shirt off and start playing pool with the patrons. I’ve won nearly every game of billiards I’ve played! Though I have the sneaking suspicion it may be due to the guys staring more at me than the balls.

Guess that’s one of the benefits to working at a chill gay bar! You know, I was always a bit insecure about my body and experimenting sexually. Being a shorter gay man with a chip on his shoulder would do that to you. Now… well let’s just say now I feel like I’ve got a lot more confidence! I may have missed my 30th birthday, but I think I know how I’m gonna spend my 38th!

Marcus Garcia (30 years old)

They say when you get older you begin to value things differently. Honestly I didn’t know what to expect when I turned 30. Was I supposed to be wiser all of a sudden? Have a plan for things? In truth plenty of people younger than me had their life together compared to me. Partners. Kids. A stable job. A house.

In short. I thought I had more time. But we don’t always get to choose how fast life comes at us. I mean look at me. Didn’t expect the shift to make me 55.

Losing 25 years of my life was definitely not the easiest. The great shift nearly tears the world apart and I’m running for my life looking like retirement is right around the corner. That first day was definitely a wake up call that I did not have the same stamina that I used to. In that opening week of the shift I was pretty much running on adrenaline and coffee wherever I could get it. I took lots of naps just to stay sane.

As the days went on and society slowly readjusted to some version of normal, I began to actually have time to look at my body. I mean I was a pretty skinny guy before, my sister would always say I needed to workout more. But I guess all it took was 25 years of my life to finally get in shape.

Not only that, but I’m admiring the body hair. This guy was a pretty hairy dude. The salt and pepper stubble had guys starting me daddy at the gay bars, while the chest hair was still dark like my eyebrows and made my impressive physique pop.

My feet were pretty big too. Size 14! Twice as big as my old feet, but just as hard to find shoes my size.

Needless to say there were highs and lows to my new life. Was I happy that i was 6’6 now? Sure! Loved being tall and nearly bonking my head on doorframes. Was I upset lots of my joints were sore and that I could only take my coffee black to avoid dairy and sugar? No… that sucked. I liked my sweet drinks and I missed not waking up in pain.

Omar LeRon was a guy that lived along my street. He was a single dad raising his 5 year old, all at the age of 45.

I later learned he had a few wild days in his early 40s that lead to Omar Jr. And now in his mid 20s again he’s glad he could be more present for his son! Even if his son is the same age as him now.

He told me all of this one day when we both left our house for a jog. He found that doing some running in his new body helped him vent some much needed energy from his body, while I needed to do something physical if I was to have any hope of maintaining healthy workout routines for mine!

Needles to say he offered some words of wisdom growing up and it really helped put some things in perspective. Meanwhile, I gave him some tips about helping his son. Turns out all those years working at my aunt’s day care counted for something, even for post shifted kids!

Our conversations started as friendly advice and then grew into more! Talks became dates. Dates became moving in. Moving in became an engagement! Now a few years after the wedding I guess you truly can call me a daddy now. Jr. sure does. He’s doing great in school and is looking forward to next week when my sister is gonna watch him for the summer.

My husband and I are gonna take our first real vacation since the great shift! We’re looking forward to it! We’ll be celebrating Omar’s 30th birthday in his new body now! He keeps making jokes saying, “Well I’ve done it before. Nothing to it the second time around.” And “Well here I thought your 30th birthday was extreme. I doubt I could top that”

He also never stops teasing me about how he loves being married to an older man and that I’m not as young as I used to be. We know it’s all in good fun. I mean, I can still keep up with him in the bedroom, where it counts… as long as he gives me a few minutes to recover after. Young guys like him are insatiable. I’ll try to power through though. After all, you only turn “30” once.

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