derf’s possessions

Im back guys 😭😭😭 im so sorry if i keep disappearing from this account 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ Well I just wanna say I’m releasing Rented You Out Part 4 later on!! And also I might consider continuing Influencer My Ass for a part 2… But don’t worry because you won’t have to wait for RYO Parts 5 and 6 for too long, and also the future parts will be shorter but come in more quick! Enjoy!

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Volume 1

Part 1 - Markus’ discovery

Part 2 - Mr Singh and Denny

Part 3 - The Halloween Party

Part 4 - The Bodysuit Factory

Part 5 - Vince’s Story

Volume 2 Part 6 - The Motel

Part 7 - Multiple Suits

AJ Wilson was the typical guy — just focused on his school and his job at Walmart. He’s really just a nobody gay guy, no love, nothing special or anything. Meanwhile, freak star of the town Ramon Oliveira never misses to be the star of the show. He captures the attention of both men and women in their local town. It wouldn't be a normal day without flexing his muscles and taking a mirror selfie. AJ was always quite annoyed of Ramon’s charm, especially how his co-workers always seem to thirst over him. Then of course, Ramon is unsurprisingly a big douchebag, bullying people who aren’t good to him enough, including AJ.

AJ always seems to be the punching bag of Ramon when he stops by at Walmart to buy his favorite protein powder. He would first start by approaching him and giving him backhanded compliments, then goes with a hard blow.

“Yo kid, how about you start getting shredded? ‘Cause twinks like you are worthless freaks in this world! Haha!” Ramon says to him as he clenches his jaw and stretches his arms upward, showing his intricate veins on his arms and hands.

AJ always just shrugs it off, as he always felt like Ramon has a soft spot for him, even getting defended by him from mean older people one time during his morning shift. And to admit it, he DOES like Ramon. Who wouldn’t love that hot ass boy anyway?

But there was an even deeper reason as to why AJ was always the BUTT of Ramon’s jokes (and I put a pun): He wants to pound on some AJ BUTT. Yes, good old Ramon is a fucking DL trade. That’s why he’s always in denial and lowkey of his conflicting feelings, I mean who would just approach a twink and openly say that they wanna fuck them?

Anyways, lovestruck AJ thought this was finally the first time he ever had fun in his life, he was ready to risk it all. He then kept in contact with Ramon through iMessage, where Ramon kept being cocky and asked AJ to keep the secret between them. But then, something happened.

As AJ waited by the Walmart parking lot at around 3 AM after his shift, no Ramon has showed up. No biceps, no abs, no dick, no satisfaction. AJ went home feeling the heavy weight of his heart after being ghosted and blocked by Ramon. He hasn’t seen him ever since that day.

From there onward, mutual friends of the two have messaged AJ, saying Ramon told them how desperate he was on wanting his dick. AJ had enough of his bullshit.

By contacting a well-known bodysuit mafia, he purchased syringes that would effectively turn Ramon into a bodysuit. As AJ waited at the parking lot again for the deliveries, a guy named Amaan Singh went by and unzipped his “white boy costume” mask. Singh then flexed his half unzipped to show his face and flexed his muscles and began stroking his cock.

“Impressive, huh?” He said while laughing maniacally. He took his suit disguise and put it in the bag.

“Uhh yeah, can you just give me the syringes please… thanks?” AJ crossed his arms as he was unimpressed.

He really just wanted revenge on Ramon, and that would mean stealing his life.

The night AJ was supposed to sneak in to Ramon’s place, he almost got caught because Ramon’s dog started barking. Good thing he managed to steal Ramon’s used boxers. 

“I’ll be using this as my backup plan.” AJ said as he sniffs the boxers out of curiosity.

As he stands up and prepares to go to bed, he suddenly gets an anaphylactic reaction from his rare allergy, he rushes to his room to get his Epipen. Panicking, he pressed it down to his veins, but to his shock, he stabbed himself with the bodysuit syringe. He watched himself in the mirror as he slowly dissolved and melted to the ground as a rubber bodysuit. He groaned and did his last straw: astral projection. 

As a spirit, his essence binded onto Ramon’s boxers, which helped his spirit form find Ramon’s house and make its way into it. This also helped follow Ramon for a few days until the time is right to possess him.

There, while Ramon has finished lifting weights, he sat at the locker room to drink his protein shake. Suddenly, the lights flickered and he looked up.

“Fuck man, they better pay the electricity bills here.” Suddenly, his arm hairs raised as he feels a surge of spirit essence surround him. AJ then goes for the kill.

AJ dives right into Ramon’s body as he felt his world darken. Ramon twitched and fell on the ground. He let out continuous moans as he tried to grasp on the floor and figure out what is happening to him. “FUCK! FUCKK!!!” Ramon screamed but no one can hear him. He utterly repeated fuck multiple times as his arms and legs twitched.

“Fuck…. fuck… fuck… fuck.” Finally, the fucks have ended in a sinister, cold tone. With sweat dripping all over him, the new Ramon stands up and looks in the mirror.

“Oh hello there, Ramon.” AJ has succeeded. He can feel the Old Spice deodorant right to his nostrills, this time coming from his new, hairy and sweaty armpits. AJ started sniffing loudly, as he always liked the certain distinct musk that Ramon had, but now he can smell it all for himself. He started feeling his wet shirt soaked with sweat, and starts taking it off.

He then started screaming in joy and flexed his muscles. AJ knew it was time for a test drive. Reuniting with the boxers he stole as he went to his place, he wore the boxers and started jerking off from it. He stroked himself in pleasure and giggled in high-pitched noises, he took away all of Ramon’s masculinity in that moment.

He continued flexing again to see Ramon's greek god physique. He really looks like he's one of those statues see in museums. Loads sprayed everywhere in the room as AJ felt like he finally got what ever wished for. And now, he can not only live as Ramon, but also have him for himself and finally love him. 

But the fun is soon about to be over, as AJ’s manager is now looking for him. He is LATE for work. Worried, AJ didn’t answered the manager’s calls as he wouldn’t want them to hear Ramon’s deep and sexy voice. He then remembered he had a bodysuit of himself just sitting on the floor. He picked it up and wiped off Ramon’s cum that got splattered onto it, then got to work.

As he tried to fit his skinny body onto Ramon’s, he felt the tightness and shortness of breath coming along with it. AJ breathed deeply as he heard Ramon’s panting and groaning inside of him. As he puts on the mask, he looks in the mirror and smiles that he can still live as himself. But then it’s obvious it looked like he got on steroids: he looks like he fucking inflated overnight. To hide this, AJ wore something oversized. He also practiced to return to his normal voice and hide Ramon’s baritone one.

“Woah AJ! Getting a little ripped huh??” His coworker Ethan said.

“Ahhh no, just trying on some oversized fashion!” AJ chuckled. He then did what was tasked that day which was to carry some boxes from the stock room to put new products. The breathing got heavier, and the bodysuit got loose. Ramon’s toned body really wanted to let go of the suit. AJ’s breathing just got louder and louder.

He was living both as AJ and Ramon. When he had no shifts since he's working part time, he goes to the gym and does Ramon's festivities. Chest workout, legs, weights, you name it.

The people around were shocked as to how polite Ramon is lately.

"Bro... you don't call me gay anymore? Did you got struck by lightning or something?" His homeboy Dante asked.

"Why would I even call you that? I know you're like attractive but I would never insult you that way!" Ramon said nervously.

Little did AJ know, Dante was secretly thirsting over his homeboy Ramon. Would AJ let him hit then?

At the locker room, Ramon starts giving Dante a stare. That made both of them brick hard. Dante then starts kissing his homie, and Ramon slams him down on the locker seats and starts pounding him.

"Yes... yes! Broooooo!" Dante's eyes were rolling back in pleasure. AJ felt so weird now that he had to top and not bottom. As he finishes releasing his loads, Ramon says goodbye to Dante and stares at the mirror.

"Heh. You'd hate the sight of this huh Ramon? Even your closest homeboys want to let you hit!." AJ gave Ramon's reflection a sinister look.

Suddenly his phone started ringing. It was goddamn Walmart again. They're asking him to come for a shift since his co worker got sick and couldn't go.

AJ then hurried home to transform back to his own self again.

This went on and on for days and days, which is why sometimes AJ have to half unzip himself if he wants to jerk off. 

“Ugh. I miss being skinny”. an upset half-AJ with Ramon’s face looking in the mirror. AJ took off the disguise revealing Ramon’s sharp jawline.

”Why do i have to keep going back to that old life just for a job?” AJ jerks off to his mask as he tried and dominate the empty suit. 

He flexes his pecs and grins, and slowly got consumed by Ramon’s cold persona.

THE NEXT DAY

“Looks like Wilson really left the team for good huh.” Walmart supervisor Joanna said.

“I know, I feel bad especially when he had an emergency, but I do hope he’s doing well. He was such a good kid.” AJ’s coworker Leslie said. 

“Oh there’s Mr Oliveira! The replacement for Wilson!” Joanna shook hands with him.

“My god! He’s really hot isn’t he?!” The coworkers were in awe.

“You’re in Mr Oliveira”, The manager said.

AJ then wears his uniform, looks in the bathroom mirror, and smirks. 

“Hey kid, thanks for the job. I know I’ve been a douchebag to you all these times, but I won’t let you down in this job. I love ya.” 

He then takes his uniform off and plays with his pecs in the mirror while grinning.

*I'm not even gonna explain why I was gone lmao, feel free to skip the backstory, it's a bit long.* “Well.. I guess he’s staying here for now.” Denholm put down the unconscious Vince inside his closet at home.

“But what about his family? They thought he finally came back! We can’t just let him disappear out of their sights again!” Markus said.

“They’ll be fine, I have Vince’s phone and I can just contact them that I’ll be heading away for a while.” Denholm explained.

Months have passed since Vince’s second disappearance, but his family was assured that one day he will return again.

Jumping across years, Denholm and Vince have finally graduated high school. They also managed to save enough money for Denholm’s father’s treatment. Denholm was relieved in tears knowing that his father has finally recovered. His father also thanked Markus for being on Denholm’s side no matter what, and that he had helped out with earning the money for the treatment. 

With both them entering their 3rd year in university, Denholm has even gotten more intimate with his girlfriend Paula, and was even thinking of proposing to her once they graduate. Markus was obviously devastated by this inevitable fact, but what else can he do? Overtime, he has slowly accepted that he should start burying the idea of him and Denholm ever becoming together, and that he should start loving himself at least for once.

As for the bodysuit situation, Markus and Denholm agreed that it would be best if they paused on Denholm being rented out. Markus then put a “pseudo” lock on Denholm’s switch, so that no one can easily activate him into a bodysuit. They soon regretted this decision when a day after the graduation, Markus received a blackmail text. 

“Oh desperate Markus. We thought we wouldn’t find out about what you and Denholm did? You dared to STEAL a bodysuit that was about to be shipped, then reconnected him to his family? Instead of just being grateful that the man of your dreams didn’t turned into a lifeless doll completely, you still managed to meddle into the bodysuit business huh? Well, let me tell you it does have consequences.”

“But I know this threat won’t make you shut up. So here is a compromise: You and Denholm meet up at a location I will give you, and I can be able to permanently remove his bodysuit condition, IF you promised that you would never mention or bring up anything about our company ever again. So make up your mind, and choose your decisions wisely. And remember, don’t let your heart go too crazy for Denholm, or it might get shattered in a heartbeat.”

“Sincerely, The Manager”

And thus, the mysteries of the bodysuit mafia remain unclear. Denholm is still bewildered by how Vince disappeared and how he was turned into a bodysuit. This, along with the fact that there are new disappearances in their old high school, led to him and Markus reopening past wounds, and began searching for the facility. Markus didn’t told Denholm that he was blackmailed, so he had to pretend that he found a leak to the facility’s address.

At around 1 AM in the dead of night, Denholm and Markus snuck into the facility. They didn’t meet up as planned with the Manager, and instead infiltrated the building. “Markus, I have a bad feeling about this.”, Denholm whispered. He began sweating as they walk deeper into the hallways of the facility. And then, it greeted them. Boxes and boxes containing who knows what it was. As they both walk towards a slightly opened box, something became very clear: All of these were bodysuits. These were the successful attempts of the mafia, and they are seemingly “sold off” to buyers who are willing to spend a good fortune to live as someone else. 

“I think we should leave...”, Denholm nervously told Markus. 

“We’re already so far down the halls, if we move back we’re definitely going to get caught.” Markus said.

As the two slowly walk through the labyrinth of boxes of bodysuits, they came across a room accidentally left open. There it revealed some sort of headquarters with paperworks. Denholm looked at one of the papers, which turned out to be a “form for bodysuits”, which listed out the names and attributes of the people that were turned into suits. Among the names they could find, one shocked Markus and left him tremble and cold. It was Denholm’s name. “Is something wrong?”, Denholm asked as he sees Markus standing very still. “Uhh.. nothing. It’s just that your name is here.” Markus nervously said. Both of them were in shock, but weren’t ready for what’s more to come.

Besides the bodysuit forms there’s also forms for clients, and these two papers can be paired to see which suit belonged to which buyer. As they searched through the client papers, they found the one that was meant to be for Denholm. Denholm’s heart dropped as he read the paper:

“PROPOSED CLIENT: AMAAN SINGH” 

“STATUS: NOT DELIVERED”

“We have to get out of here.” Denholm said with a rough tone. Suddenly, a silhouette of a middle aged man appeared and walked up to them.

“Well… since you already discovered your client papers, why not we finish the delivery process shall we? We even have room for one more!” 

Guards in black uniforms then stepped in to capture Denholm and Markus. The two started running towards the nearest exit. There they saw an exit hole, but only one person can fit at a time.

“We’re not gonna make it out here alive if we both try to fit there! Markus! Turn me into a suit then exit out!” Denholm shouts. Markus then deflates Denholm and carries his suit through the vents. He finally managed to find the hole that leads to the building’s garage. 

Markus then reinflated Denholm. The two ran again and hid in a nearby building. 

“What are we gonna do now?” Denholm asked while looking to see if there’s any guards who caught up to them. “I don’t even know if we can go home, but we need to be not traced.” Markus said while Denholm then asked. “How are we gonna do that?” 

“Well, I stole some disguises while we were there.” 

As they arrived in the far away motel, Denholm and Markus prepared to leave the car.

“Wow, you really picked the hot Italian guy for me huh?” Denholm said in his new sexy baritone Italian voice. Markus looks away shy. He knew how hot it would fit Denholm. It was making him so turned on to the point that he started sweating.

“Of course mi amigo Tiziano! We had to pick the most perfect disguises for this getaway!” Markus said, while wearing a guy named Manuel.

“Shall we?” Manuel said to Tiziano as they walked into the motel.

“Soo… can I take this off now?” Denholm began to itch from wearing Tiziano. He was also getting annoyed of the accent. “Well if you’d like to take it off then go…” Markus said. That combination of Denholm’s phrases, and the puppy eyes of Tiziano and his large pecs staring right at him in the eye, activated some sensations.

"You okay? You seem zoning out." Denholm stared at Markus.

"Uhhh.. nothing! I'm fine!" Markus stuttered.

"You look damn good though. That suit really fits you a lot." Denholm grinned. “I’m.. just gonna go outside to light a cigar.” Markus hurried. He was getting a boner.

“No, no, no, no.” Markus tried to calm his and Manuel’s cock down. The latex from the bodysuit will sting a lot since he just put the suit on and isn’t used to it.

Outside, a sneaky link that he had in the past showed up and approached him. “Well isn’t it Markie??” 47 year old Roger said with a grin.

“Ho-how did you know it was me??” Markus said in shock. “You really thought you’re the only one who knows about this bodysuit thing?! After all these disappearances!”

“And besides, I was supposed to be a buyer for that damn company. But they scammed me!” 

“Wha…what?? You WANTED a bodysuit?” Markus was shocked.

“You’re wearing him right now.” Roger smirked. Markus stepped back as he tried processing what he just said. 

“I thought I needed some younger biceps. My hair is gonna turn gray soon. My face will wrinkle. I gotta be forever young you know?” Roger explained.

“I should go now.” Markus was starting to get scared.

“Why not… we take that bad boy out for a test drive.” Roger grabbed Markus’ arm and gave him a kiss in the neck.”

“Room 207. Meet you there.” He starts walking upstairs. Markus stood there trying to light his cigarette. He walks back to his and Denholm’s room to check on him. Denholm was already asleep, and the Tiziano suit was on the bedside desk. Markus then sneakily took the suit, and headed upstairs.

Room 207 was dim-lit. Scented candles surrounded the bed. 

“Shall we?” Roger said to Markus as he held his hand across the bed. Roger then noticed the Tiziano suit.

“Another gift for me?” Roger chuckled. “Well uh… He IS sexy.” Markus sighed. Roger laughed and started putting on Tiziano. Slowly, his wrinkled legs were encased with Tiziano’s hairy ones. His torso became smoother, leaner, muskier. Sweat on the insides caused by Denholm using it encased Roger further. He was a bit bigger than Tiziano, so it was a tight fit. Tiziano’s biceps bulged as Roger slipped in his fingers into the suit like gloves. “Mhmmmm… so this is it what it feels like.” Roger silently moaned as he spits on the mask, and starts putting it on his face.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Markus said in disgust. “I want this shit to be glued onto me.” Roger explained as he tried to breathe through Tiziano’s nostrils.

Markus then turned around to check for his phone. As he looked back, a new silhouette emerged. Roger stretched his arms upward, showing his new pits, and let out a satisfied breath.

“Eccelente.” Roger said as he titled his head and bit his lip. Markus then leans onto him and the two kissed. He then gives Markus a tight headlock with his new stronger arms. “You like that Markie?” Markus let out a moan as he tried putting down his boner. It was going to hurt if he cums now. 

Roger was unstoppable. He started rimming Markus’ new ass, then he was ready to go all in. Markus felt twice as penetrated as he felt the combined force of Tiziano and Roger going down on him. His eyes rolled back in awe as he listened to Manuel’s moans coming out of him. Roger started to breathe fast, but Markus assumed it was just exhaustion.

Roger’s musk mixed with Tiziano’s as it leaked out of his neck through a very tiny opening. Markus moaned even harder as Roger eats his ass and feels Tiziano’s spiky facial hair. He also licks Markus’ body and inserts it in him as both locks in eye contact. Roger then began to even breathe harder.

As Markus was about to cum, he knew he needed to get out of the suit. “WAIT! Please, I need to get out of this suit!” Markus panted. Roger looked confused but was patient. Markus took off Manuel, and was covered with sweat. 

“You know. I don’t wanna fuck my ideal suit anymore. I wanna FUCK as what I was supposed to be.” Roger laughed again. He started taking off Tiziano. “Let’s switch.” Roger gives Markus the sweaty Tiziano suit. Markus felt disgusted as he puts on the Tiziano mask. It's full of sweat, Roger's spit, and Denholm's sweat as well. The slimey sensation slowly encased him into the new ripped body.

This time, Tiziano is the one that’s stuttering and shy, while Manuel became a beast. “Mi amor…” Manuel let out a wide grin as his muscles bulge out due to Roger’s larger frame trying to fit in a smaller body.

Manuel then grabs Tiziano and his cock went right into his ass. He slid up and down on Tiziano unti he came. As he was in the process of cumming, he aimed directly for Tiziano’s mouth and started shooting. Tiziano was tearing up as he tried to breathe and swallow Manuel’s cum, letting out high-pitched moans.

Roger-Manuel then pins down Tiziano-Markus against the bed frame and kisses him and bit his neck again until it went red. Tiziano’s biceps accidentally broke the bed frame wall and both fell onto the floor.

Roger then caressed Markus' ass cheeks, as he prepares to dig down his ass with Manuel's cock. Markus screams in pleasure, letting out deep baritone moans as Roger slides forward and upward towards him. Roger then pulls both of Markus' legs towards his cock back and forth.

The two shared a passionate tongue to tongue kiss, as both tried to feel each other's goatees. Loads were shot everywhere, including their hairs, which served as a pseudo-hair gel.

"You like that huh?" Roger giggled as Manuel, as he headlocks Markus again and forces him to sniff Manuel's pits. Roger then reaches for Tiziano's pits and licks it continuously like ice cream. The mix of body spray and deodorant filled in Roger's taste palettes as Markus kisses his neck.

Roger heavily breathed. "I.. need to get this off." He tried pulling up the mask, but the sweat and spit seem to have binded onto his skin. "Fuck! Help me take it off!" Roger panicked. He started breathing loudly to the point that his voice started getting muffled and distorted. "I'm trying!!" Markus struggled as he tried lifting the mask up. Roger crawled on the floor, with sweat dripping out of him as if he's showering. He let out a few more loads as he slides down to the door, with Markus trying to pull his body and unzipping him. Finally, Markus found the opening at the back and unzipped the whole thing, something else was waiting to get unzipped.

"MR SINGH??!?!?!??"

A sweaty and pale Mr Singh emerges from the suit. He was covered in sweat, spit, and Tiziano and Manuel's cum. Near him lies the bodysuits of Manuel...and Roger.

"Bu...but how???" Markus starts backing away in shock. "Look. I hate how this is how you would find this out. But It will all be over soon. I was just sent to lure you and Denholm in. Please, don't make this harder for the both of us.", Mr Singh explained.

"No... I'm gonna get the fuck out of here.", Markus prepares to run but was suddenly hit in the head with a blunt item. Luckily, the bodysuit prevented him from bleeding. Markus' vision blurred, as he watched Mr Singh talk to a group of men in black, and there, he heard Denholm's screams in the background as he got taken away.

Previously…

Denholm and Markus were on their way to their client when they discovered a bodysuit of a man who disappeared a year ago. They decided to keep the suit and see what happened to the man and how he ended up being a lifeless suit in a box from a strange janitor.

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“So, what are we gonna do with him?” Markus said.

“I think I should wear him.” Denholm said.

“What?? But.. that wouldn’t make sense.. A suit cannot wear another one! You might risk yourself getting hurt!”

“But I’m not fully a suit! I want to live this man’s life to give it proper closure!” Denholm argued and grabbed the suit’s legs.

“Well.. here goes nothing.” He starts putting on the suit by opening the back zipper. There, the deflated biceps of the guy became chiseled, the veins in his arms bulged out, and the legs became more bolder. As he puts on the mask, his chest started puffing out, and the perfect jawline appeared out of the face.

Sweating, he pants and turns around to Markus, and Markus was in awe.

“Did it.. did it worked?” Denholm said in a new sexy Vietnamese accent.

“Damn your voice… it’s so baritone and suave!!” Markus’ sex drive was driving him insane.

“Well he is ripped. I’m sure he spent a lot of time building this perfect bod.” Denholm said as he looked at himself in the mirror. His now black hair, brown eyes, piercings and earrings, and tattoos gleamed out.

“Ok then, you do what you gonna do to that body, I’ll just take over your student council duties for today.” Markus said as he left.

“What’s this?” Denholm noticed Markus dropped a bag with panties in it.

“But I thought he was gay…” He added while looking confused.

Denholm scourged through the guy’s memories to see what his past life had looked like. His name was Vince Long, a Vietnamese-American who was born from a wealthy family, and an alumni from the same high school as him. Vince was a top-tier student with straight-As, and to top it off, he had a hot girlfriend. They were the perfect couple, and the happiest one, until Vince suddenly disappeared.

One night after their 2nd year anniversary, Vince and his girlfriend Aurora left the restaurant at night to head home, when suddenly a white van appeared from the dark and took Vince and Aurora in. To her surprise, Aurora was spared by the men and left alone, she was left scarred and in pain to this day.

As for what happened with Vince next, Denholm couldn’t dig into any more memories, as the load must have stopped once he was turned into a full bodysuit.

“Could Aurora been also spared and left as a half-bodysuit like me?”, Denholm questioned as he looked through the pictures in Vince’s home.

It’s been a year since Vince’s disappearance , and his flat has been maintained by his family’s staff in honor of him. Denholm puts down his bag on Vince’s bed and looks in the mirror.

“You know what… maybe I should have a little bit of fun first”, Denholm says as he takes off his shirt and starts squeezing Vince’s hardening cock.

“Oohh… haven’t tried this in a while to be honest..” Denholm whispers as Vince’s sexy deep tones come out of his mouth.

“Ahh yes.. I’m Vince the engineer.. come here baby.. the fuckboy’s gonna unleash all his cum to you..” Denholm was shocked that even the way he speaks resembled very closely to Vince’s. The months long abandoned bedroom of Vince has been blessed not by holy water, but with his fresh loaded cum that hasn’t been released since 2022. Denholm lies down in bed in satisfaction as he tastes Vince’s long-expired cum.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Denholm got dressed and answered it, and to his surprise, it was Vince’s parents, Mr and Mrs Long waiting for him. They held tight his son while they burst into tears.

“We’ve looked for you everywhere! We miss you so much!” Mrs Long said as she hugged her son.

The parents took him back to their family mansion where they had a Thanksgiving Prayer with a reading on the Prodigal Son, to celebrate’s Vince’s homecoming.

Then, Denholm filed an official statement regarding Vince’s kidnapping to help solve the people responsible for the his kidnapping and the others as well. A joint investigation took place while Denholm gave the police more details about a “bodysuit factory”.

After the party was over, Denholm went home to Vince’s place, where he saw Aurora.

“Babe… babe is that you?!?” Aurora started tearing up and ran up to him.

“I missed you so much…” ‘Vince’ said in shock while he hugged his girlfriend.

The two shared a romantic kiss and embraced each other with the reunion. For Denholm it felt like he gave Vince the closure he needed, but he cannot live as Vince forever.

Aurora made the next move. She dragged Vince up the stairs and the two started undressing.

Excited, Aurora undresses herself and undresses Vince’s long sleeve, and his tank top.

He revealed his white Calvin Klein boxers while his cock barks back at her as he starts to get very horny.

“This is… wrong.” Denholm whispered as he started grabbing the sheets. “Babe.. what do you mean? I missed you so much!!” Aurora was biting her lips.

“Your breath… your armpit hairs… your leg hairs… your Amazon rainforest in your cock… every single inch of you I am craving right now.” Aurora was starting up the engine.

“Oh I miss doing this.” Aurora said while she touches Vince’s abs. “Babe.. maybe we should slow down.” Vince tried resisting. “Oh fuck this. give me that!” Aurora ripped his boxers wide and revealed the arching cock that she’s been craving for.

Aurora then starts teasing his manhood until it did a standing ovation. They then started kissing mouth to mouth and rolled on the bed, knocking over the bed sheets.

Vince’s mouth started watering as he grabbed Aurora’s breasts to drink her milkshake. He gave her clitties a blessful kiss, and he started inserting it in. The hole kept declining though, like a debit card refusing to be read by an ATM.

She then licked his ass, with the expired butt hairs electrifying out like that one Nair video.

“Why not repair my ass? Civil engineering? Fuck that.. engineer this pussy.” She started cracking up.

“What the fuck is this woman on?” Vince started to get so scared. She then resisted him pulling away and she bited his pecs. He screamed faintly like a little girl but felt delighted and rubbed her back again.

“You know what…? Let me fold you like a fucking pretzel.” Vince grinned. She screamed out loud as he bent her back and put the funnel into the bottle opening. She screamed and screamed and screamed. They were both suffocating in each other’s saliva, cum and seemingly piss. They were banging the walls and even squeezed themselves in the closet. She was freaking out as he chased him down the halls, both naked.

They Netflix and chilled, he pulled her many times to kiss her, and she rubbed his pubic hairs like petting their Shih Tzu Tracy. It was a very immaculate and blessed moment.

They did various poses! Doggy, cowboy, missionary, and our favorite, 69. They did it and did it until they got sweaty and started panting.

Aurora slurps out Vince’s loaded manhood like she’s slurping out a big bowl of ramen. She giggles as his load explodes out of her face, and she kneels down as he starts inserting his rubbery dick into her rubbery pussy. (Hold on… rubbery pussy..?, We’ll get there later on.)

Vince was making sure the zipper at the back of his neck wasn’t opening out as he exerts extra pressure against Aurora in bed. They both giggle as Aurora licks Vince’s smooth sweaty abs and she starts biting them. Vince screamed out but it didn’t hurt as much as he expected, it felt like he got bit by a dog while wearing a silicone rubber pants.

“Let’s do it again.” Aurora said while running out of breath. They initiated their sacred rituals again and again throughout the whole night. Fuck me ‘til up daylight indeed.

As Vince and Aurora finally covered themselves under the sheets, they both rest and as they cuddle each other, not knowing something behind there was opening up. Let me turn it into a saying, Don’t leave the fridge open at night.

Both drenched in sweat, Vince goes to the bathroom to get toilet paper to clean up the exploded fluids in his room. But something was wrong. The zipper opened a little bit, and was stuck.

Aurora then discovered this and just stood there as if she knew this whole time that he was a bodysuit.

“Babe.. it’s not what it looks like.. I promise.” Vince was in shock and started shaking.

“I- um.. I no… no..” Aurora was also nervous. she turned around to look away, but then it was another jaw-dropping moment: her zipper was also opened, she thought it wouldn’t get exposed but the bra she had just put on wasn’t enough to conceal it.

“What…?? WHAT?!?” Vince tried grabbing Aurora’s arm but she ran as fast as she could and fled the scene.

Denholm chased her down to the garage, but the bodysuit was starting to melt as the zipper had been exposed. He tried unzipping himself a few more tries, and managed to get out of Vince’s body.

Denholm now ran to the garage door but Aurora had locked it. Denholm tried breaking in, using everything he had on the house to reach the inside.

Denholm figured out that he could simply open the front garage doors and catch her in the act, so he pushed the button and the front garage lifted upward and he rushed inside, but it wasn’t what he was expecting, never at all expected what it was.

He took a step closer but to his surprise, Markus was there, seemingly apprehending the now-empty Aurora suit.

“Markus what the fuck are you doing here?!??” Denholm freaked out.

“I.. I don’t know! I just found this body snatcher somewhere and I followed her to this home! I didn’t know this was your bodysuit’s home!” Markus said.

“Dang it. FUCKKKKK!!!!!” Denholm let out a very loud scream as he started kicking the nearby objects. He was angry. He was FURIOUS.

“I think this suit is also like you, Denholm. I think she was also spared because she’s not hollow right now, she has a pulse.” Markus said.

“Well we better drive her home safely then. I’ll also take home Vince and keep it in our property.” Denholm said as he started the car to head home.

As he headed out, a nervous grin and a blush came out of Markus.

“I wonder if he’ll ever know…”

(17 Hours earlier…)

Aurora: “Yes, yes that would be 45.99 for the jeans.”

Customer: “Ok, I’m paying by credit. I really love your local boutique!”

Aurora: “Thank for you shopping here! This boutique means a lot to me as me and my late boyfriend invested a lot on it!”

Markus then walks in while wearing a face mask and sunglasses.

Aurora: Hi welcome to Beautiful Botanica Boutique— AHHHHHH!!!

Aurora let out a loud scream and passed out.

Markus: Welcome.. and goodbye bitch.

Markus laughed maniacally as he lifted Aurora and unzipped her back, which transformed her into a bodysuit.

He then started sliding his legs into her more smaller ones, causing a huge stretch on the suit. Her body also expanded wide as Markus’ masculine torso squished in to fill in the void. Soon once Markus put on the mask, the suit realigned and formed itself: The legs started to shrink into a more feminine physique, and the waist significantly decreased and compressed Markus’ body. It was uncomfortable for him but it was all worth it. His new breasts also grew out to his desire. Markus looks into the store’s mirror.

“Hi welcome to Beautiful Botanica Boutique!” He said in a new feminine high-pitched voice.

“Hey Vince.. hey baby… hey… Denholm.”

She said while she seductively stares into her reflection, and giggled. She packed up her stuff and left to go to Vince’s place.

Our story continues on with Denholm and Markus searching for a new client that is willing to rent Denholm’s body out for a spin. The hospital bills are rising up again, and the two needs their classic gig to pay out the loans.

While they were there, a woman named Natasha approached them and heard of their services. “Heyy, you’re that Denholm guy that can be rented from the black market right?” She giggled. “Uhhh.. yeah, but I don’t remember someone booking an appointment with me today..” He replied.

“Oh come on, I just decided I’d come and see you in-person! So, when can I use you?” She slowly walked up to them. “Girl wait… so you’re the one using his body?”, Markus said, who is starting to get suspicious about her. “You think only men can try out men bodysuits?? Stop with the gender roles!” She got lowkey pissed.

“Anyways, can I try it on first before I settle with the deal?” She couldn’t resist her temptation to try on the suit. “Ok, I’ll show you right now..” Denholm taps the button and he goes into suit-mode. Natasha entered his body and it and opened her eyes in his new masculine physique.

“Woahh.. something’s hard down there! Omg this is sooo fucking cool!” She was giggling as she felt Denholm’s cock.

“It must be fun being a man you know, I’m doing this for a social experiment for my case study.” She added, while looking enthusiastic. She then started rubbing in his body and looked at her new reflection in the phone camera. “Ok time’s up girl the free trial’s over. get out of him.” Markus said as he unzipped Denholm and pulled her out. “Ok I think I like it! I would pay more if you want!” She said.

“Uhh.. well I better get ready then. Just so you know you have to make the payment first before you’ll be able to use the suit.” Denholm said nervously.

“Ok ok. No rush, take your time and I’ll meet you tonight.” She said and then left the two. The two then continued on going to class.

“Are you sure you want that girl to use your body? She sounds like she’s on meth!” Markus told Denholm while walking down the hallway.

“Well if she’s paying anyway then we can’t refuse on a customer.” Denholm sighed. Things are about to get strange from this point onward.

While they were walking they saw a peculiar man cleaning the windows. With him he had a large cart full of boxes. “That’s weird, I never noticed that staff here before.” Markus told Denholm. As they passed by the man, they accidentally knocked off one of the boxes, and the man panicked an stormed off with the cart. “Bro what’s wrong with that guy?” Denholm said while Markus looks down to see the weird box. Inside the box there’s a garbage bag sealed with duct tape. The box was a quite heavy, so they brought it to a nearby classroom.

To their surprise, there was something rubbery-like in the bag, and when they opened it, it’s a folded up bodysuit.

“Woah what the fuck?!” The two got shocked by the looks of the bodysuit. They carefully undressed the man from the formal suit he was wearing. It was a little bit drenched in sweat, and the it smelled like it just came fresh from the gym. “Holyyyy shittt?!!” Markus screamed as they started unfolding the suit on top of the table.

It was a bodysuit of a man, probably in his early 20s, and is ethnically East Asian. “Well he looks like your local gym rat, and a total fuckboy.” Markus jokingly said (he was right tho). “So, looks like there’s a lot more bodysuits out there, not just me.” Denholm said while touching the man’s deflated rubbery arm. They tried flipping the man over to see if he has a switch that is similar to Denholm’s. “Let’s bring this man back to life shall we?” Markus said. They flipped the switch, but there was no response. The suit remained a little deflated, and hollow. The two started getting scared. “Don’t tell me.. don’t tell me this guy is dead..” Denholm was shaking.

“Found one of them I see?” Mr Singh came in to join the fun. The two gasped. “What are you doing here?!”

“Well I knew one day you two would see the others.”

Denholm: “What do you mean… the others..??”

Singh: “You see, your case as a bodysuit isn’t as rare as you might think. Lots of people around this city, fall bait into the numerous kidnappings that occurred. They get taken away in a van, never to be seen again.”

“What happens to them next? They’ll be put in a large factory where humans are transformed into bodysuits. Their organs, their insides are replaced and retrofitted to become a fully wearable suit, or whatever the fuck magic they do in that place.”

“You should be very grateful you’re even alive. Some people like you do survive the suit process and manage to escape, not knowing how to be able to cope with their lives being changed forever. And then there’s the unfortunate people. The ones who are put into the deep sleep, and forced to be worn as lifeless mascot suits for the rest of their lives. The people who wear them have full access to their past lives and memories, and may choose to continue on that original life, or reinvent their past lives, or a mixture of both.”

“That man right there… had a girlfriend, aiming for his degree in Engineering, getting ripped at the gym. all of that was taken away from him on one night. Now it’s up to his users if they want to live upon his legacy.”

“That’s all I know for now. I don’t know if there’s ever a cure to this condition of being converted into a suit, but it really sucks for these people.”

Denholm got furious. “I must stop this madness then. I’m gonna put an end to it.”

Markus stopped him, “Are you stupid?! You almost got killed yourself! Our goal is to stay out of from their sight as much as possible!”

“Markus is right. Don’t worry, it will all be better soon.” Mr Singh said. “Well I gotta go teach my class now. You two, stay safe and don’t get yourselves into trouble.”

Markus carried the suit to the backroom. “Hey, one more thing Denny.” Singh grinned.

“With those hot charisma you have, you sure ARE a great kisser.” Singh winked and left. (see part 2 if u dont get what he meant)

“Wha… what did he meant?” Denholm was in shock.

“Nothing! just some side jobs while he was renting you out!” Markus was sweating and turned around from Denholm to avoid eye contact.

“Listen. I trusted you into making sure I don’t get harmed in any way but if you get your weird shit into the conversation I will won’t hesitate to-“ a thud was suddenly heard.

“-to give you all the love you want and need.. babe.”

“What..?” Markus was frozen. Whatever the fuck he heard wasn’t Denholm.

“MR SINGH?!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING INSIDE HIM?!!” Markus screamed.

“I’m trying to save you from getting beaten up! Now go clean this mess up!” Singh laughed.

“Well on one thought.. I think I do want a kiss..” Markus leaned forward from good old Denny and they had a mouth to mouth embracement, with their tongues locking intertwined, forming a heart shape from the divine.

“Pull down your pants. This will only take 8 minutes trust me.” Singh giggled as he took off Denny’s hoodie.

And then the rest is history…

I’m back after months! Note that for this part it’s gonna be a little different just for the sake of the halloween spirit! (tw a little bit of horror and gore) 🎃

Read Parts 1 and 2 if you haven’t already! 

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The High School is throwing a huge halloween party, and Denholm, Markus and Paula went to buy costumes at PartyCity.

“Do I look good babe?” Denholm asked his girlfriend.

“Of course! Now let’s go out and eat?” The three headed to the nearby fast food.

As they were riding in the car, a little boy was seen wearing a halloween costume, and approached the three.

“Trick or treat??” asked the kid.

“I think it’s too early for that honey.” said by Markus.

“Trick or treat??” the kid said again with his pupils getting more enlarged.

“Denholm I think we should leave.” Paula said while she started to get nervous. The kid started shaking a little bit.

Chapter 2

The night comes as Markus went home and left Paula and Denholm. It was 3 hours before the halloween party.

“I’ll see you two later at the party okay? The house is gonna be filled with shit!” Markus said as he started heading home.

“So babe, now that he’s out of the way, why don’t you and I have a little bit of fun tonight?” Paula said in a flirting manner.

“Baby, I’m kinda tired, let’s just call it a day shall we?” Denholm was panting.

She then started pushing him to the bed. And there the magic started happening.

“YESSS!! HARDER!!” Paula screamed as the bed started to rocked like there’s an earthquake in LA. 

Loads of milk were splashing everywhere, Paula even swallowed some of them. 

Paula was screeching in pleasure as Denholm pounded her hard. She bounced up and down as Denholm’s glorified manhood strobed her. 

“Babe, we gotta go clean after this. I don’t wanna go to the party smelling like cum.” Denholm jokingly said.

As the two were having fun, a shadow was seen running across the halls. 

“What was that?” Denholm was startled.

“I don’t know. It sounded like a cat or something. I’m going to go check.” Paula put on her clothes.

The two smiled at each other as she opens the door wide. 

“And put a goddamn shirt on before you leave the room!” Paula giggled as she throw the shirt to Denholm while he was turned around.

But unluckily for Denholm, the shirt had hit the button used to turn him into a bodysuit.

He started getting dizzy and nauseous and he noticed his feet were deflating. He started panicking.

“Babe… Babe!” Denholm started screaming but she couldn’t hear him.

Suddenly a weird figure appeared in front of him. It was the kid. But it wasn’t.

“Help.. help me!” Denholm said to the kid. But we has just standing there shaking.

The kid started turning into something else, into a full alien. Whatever creature that was, it was definitely NOT human. The creature then shut the door.

“What… what?!! Stand back!” Denholm panicked but couldn’t move because his legs have fully deflated.

The alien started coming closer. It made its way to his bed and started grabbing his rubber legs.

Denholm gasped for air. His chest was also deflating slowly as he watched the alien grab him like clothes.

He let out one last scream and grunt before all that’s left was his head. The alien then started opening the zipper from his spine.

The suit stretched down as the alien’s sharp legs pierced inside Denholm’s legs. He witnessed it all happen before he completely blacked out. The alien’s skinny taller body molded into Denholm, and he saw him standing a little more taller. As he blinked his last sight, his head collapsed on his new ribcage-y chest. The process was almost complete.

The alien magically started molding into the insides of Denholm, reverting back to his normal shape. All’s that left was to put on the head.

The alien’s head was too large to fit into Denholm’s, so it had to stretched the zipper into him. 

Denholm’s face puffed out to the point that his eyes opened wide and his mouth jaw dropped. As the process was coming to an end, a new Denholm opens his eyes, and zips the zipper shut.

The new Denholm started clenching his jaw, and he started breathing hard as he learned the basics of living as a human.

He started touching his chest, and pulled out Denholm’s phone to take a quick picture.

“I… I did it. I am… I am him.” He said in a very low monotone voice.

Then Paula suddenly opened the door to see Denholm still naked.

“Babe! Didn’t I told you to get up like 10 minutes ago?! Come on we’re gonna be late for the party!” Paula said.

“Babe… babe. Ok. babe.” Denholm said as he stares blankly into Paula.

“Hahahaha very funny! Maybe you should put that into character when we’re actually IN the party! Now come on! You gotta clean off those cum stains in the fucking bed!” Paula was disgusted.

Denholm rubbed his face and touched his cock and he stared at the mirror again. 

“Trick or treat… Denholm.” He started grinning.

While taking a shower at the bathroom, he slowly unleashed his fresh new alien loads . 

Chapter 3

“Why isn’t this man not answering?!?” Markus got pissed as Denholm wasn’t answering his calls.

Suddenly Denholm’s car arrives. He is wearing the pirate outfit from PartyCity.

“Oh finally guess who showed up?” Markus said.

Denholm just stared at him blank for a good 4 seconds. Then he just ignored him and walked by.

“Paula did you gave him crack or something cuz im gonna crack your ass if you did!” Markus got annoyed but was laughing.

“Shut up! I would never do such a thing!” Paula jokingly said. 

The three then went in and had fun. 

The dancing got louder, and Paula and Denholm were in the middle of the dancefloor. Everyone loved him that night.

“Nice pirate costume G” said by one of Denholm’s varsity boys. The drunk guy then pat him hard in the back, hard enough to flip the switch… off.

Denholm collapsed to the ground and then started having seizures, he was turning BACK into human form. One rule that you should take note of is that a person should NEVER turn off the bodysuit mode while someone is inside the suit. It will be very painful. or worse.

Paula held her boyfriend tight as he started gasping for air. Time was running out for Denholm, and for the alien inhabiting him. Markus witnessed everything that happened. He wasn’t shocked about the fact that Denholm started spitting out green slime on the ground, it was the fact that the switch was turned ON the whole time. 

“Wait… so that means… FUCK.” Markus was in shock. “Someone must have used the bodysuit!” He didn’t know what to do. Him and Denholm came up with an agreement that Denholm would never turn into suit mode without Markus’ approval. He ran up to him and notice Denholm’s eyes. There was something weird about those eyes… something glowing inside.

Denholm then grabbed by the neck and started choking Markus. Everyone started panicking. Music was stopped, people were running away. Markus looked into Denholm’s eyes. It somehow made him feel pleasurable in a way. One of the boys then grabbed Denholm away from Markus, letting go of him. Panting, Denholm freed himself from the men’s arms and ran towards the dark hallway.

Markus followed forth, and saw Denholm finally collapse as his back unzips, revealing the horrific creature that was using his body.

“Trick or treat..” the alien murmured.

“Hold on.. I recognize that voice.” Markus realized that the alien was the kid that was asking for candy back at the drive thru. 

“Stay. away.” Markus threatened the alien. The alien then started crawling towards him.

“I know you love me but I love someone else…” The alien mimicked Denholm’s voice before collapsing and turning into a pile of dried powdered cement.

Markus almost went into tears. The alien might not have hurt him physically, but it managing to dig in through Denholm’s memories and say that felt like him getting stabbed a thousand times.

He then tried waking Denholm up, whose body is in a room. He was not waking up. And there wasn’t any assurance of when he will wake up. Since Markus didn’t know how long that alien has been using Denholm’s body, he’s not sure if Denholm is not yet fully awakened to be able to return. He then heard Paula and the others running up to the room.

“Babe?! Babe! Are you alright??!? What the fuck happened?!?” Paula was on the verge of tears.

Denholm then said, “I’m alright… I was just feeling so high earlier.. must have been the drinks or someone must have laced me..” 

“Ok stay right where you are, I’m going to go  get an uber to drive us home.” Paula runs out of the door.

Denholm then closes the door and changes his clothes. He let out a big sigh and looked in the mirror. “Sorry I had to do this to you again, Denholm.”

TO BE CONTINUED

(Read Part 1 if you haven’t already!)

Chapter 1 - Exposed

Moments after Markus got ejected from Denholm’s body, he got up and got dressed with the extra clothes he brought. He then got Denholm dressed too. He got very curious on the switch behind his back, which was currently on “on”. He then flipped it back up, where all of a sudden Denholm started breathing. The rip on his back was also completely gone. He was human again. Markus saw this as an opportunity to escape Denholm’s house, when suddenly he woke up. “Ma..Markus??? Wha..what are you doing here??”, Denholm said while breathing heavily. Markus didn’t moved a single muscle. He didn’t even wanted to turn around as he was going to open the door. “Markus hold on! Why do I feel… tired.. like my insides hurt so bad…” Denholm added. Again, Markus didn’t say a word. “Markus I knew you did something to me. What did you do?! Markus!” Denholm got increasingly angry. Markus finally turned around and screamed, “You were turned into a goddamn suit! You got kidnapped and got abused by a group of men and left you at the gym where I discovered you and then you became a literal bodysuit so I decided to put you on for a day so I can spend time more closer to you!” Markus abruptly said everything that happened. Denholm was stunned. “What?!?” He stood up. “Look at your back! It has a switch in it! If you turn it on, you’ll lose consciousness and become a bodysuit that anyone can control!” Markus started explaining how it worked. Denholm was more shocked to see the lustful selfies that Markus took on his phone which he forgot to delete. “Bro listen… I’m tired of all the bullshit I’m going through right now so please. How do I fix this??” Denholm begged Markus. The two got more tense and Markus was put under pressure. “Why is this my fault?! All that you should know is that I was the one who discovered you! Who saved you! Who covered up a story for you! And I did that ALL for you because I love you!” Markus started tearing up, and he walked away. “Markus please.. don’t leave me. I know you love me but I love someone else.. but please. Don’t leave me here.” Denholm begged Markus to stay. Markus reluctantly agreed. Time flew by and the two started discussing on how to handle the situation, then something else came up to the discussion, Denholm’s father. He is currently in pain right now and is suffering from a severe chronic disease, and Denholm doesn’t know how long he will last. His family is also running low on funds to sustain his father. Markus then jokingly said, “since we have you as a bodysuit, why not we turn that into a rental? Like someone would try to live your life in exchange for money.” “Are you crazy? That would of course violate me!” Denholm got mad. “Please trust me, I will take good attention of your body while you’re not conscious. I promise. I will set out limitations for the people that will use you.” Markus tried to convince Denholm, to which he said, “Well if that’s the only way… so be it.”

Chapter 2 - Mr Denholm

The next day has passed, Paula and Denholm went to school together as usual. Markus waited for Denholm so they can set out their plan. Conveniently and inconveniently, their teacher, Mr Singh was walking around the halls when he overheard the two’s conversation. He confronted the two of them and asked, “What in the blackmarket is going on here?!”. Markus said, “But.. its true.. You can live through as Denholm because he has the ability to turn into a suit..”. “Please, don’t expose us!”, Denholm begged.

Mr Singh then grinned. “Expose? Well I think you got the wrong idea. Actually I NEED to live someone else’s life! This is a wonderful idea to have!” Markus and Denholm were in shock. “In fact, allow me to be your very first customer. I really wanted to know what it feels to go back to high school. Especially as a popular boy like you.” Mr Singh said.

At the school’s boys shower room, the three initiated their plan. “Are you ready Denholm?”, Markus held his best friend’s hand. “Yes. All for my dad. Take care of me bro.”, Denholm surrendered to his fate. Denholm got undressed and wore only a bathroom towel as Mr Singh got prepared.

“Just turn on the switch and start wearing inside him. Legs first then up to head.” Markus explained. Mr Singh went to the other room and got undressed. Denholm was turned around. “Ready when you are”, Denholm said. Mr Singh switched it on. Denholm was a suit again.

There was minimal sound when it happened, so Markus assumed it was going very well and smooth. After around 5 minutes, a new Denholm emerged from the other room, wearing teacher’s clothes.

He was just looking at Markus while chuckling. “De..Denholm? What happened?” Asked Markus. “No. it’s Mr Singh.”, “Denholm” replied. Markus’ heart sank as he saw Denholm looking like a hot math teacher. “Woah… sir.. you look attractive..” Markus was in awe. “Don’t call me sir, that’s awkward! Just call me Denny! I’ll be your bro for the day!”, said Mr Denholm. Markus nodded and whispered to himself, “Damn. Daddy got more daddified?! What in the actual fuck?!?”

Chapter 3 - Youth in You

Mr Singh was filled with ecstasy at that time. He didn’t know where to start, if he wanted to ace a math test, play at the football field, get cheered by his co workers at the faculty, or make fun of the students that he hated. You name it.

“I am so grateful for this Markus. I’m feeling SOOO ALIVEEEE!!” Mr Singh or Denny said as the two walked down the hallway.

“Umm… Mr Singh-erm- Denny, it’s just weird to hear my friend say that, considering that he always feels down.” Markus felt like he was always missing something from Denholm.

“What?? But I’ve always seen this kid as the happiest man alive! And who would’ve thought I would ever see the world through these eyes!” Denny said while admiring Denholm’s body.

“Well you wouldn’t get it sir. If only you witnessed the time when he told me that he didn’t wanted to live his life AT ALL. It’s always the people that seem happy who actually feels miserable in their lives.” Markus was sad.

“Geez… that’s really awful to hear. I’m sorry if I was insensitive about it. I wish I could hug your best friend right now to comfort him.” Denny stopped smiling and turned very serious.

“I mean… can I hug you sir?? Or him..” Markus was about to tear up.

Denny opened his arms to hug Markus. “It’s okay, come here. Rub it in.” Markus embraced Denny’s body.

“May I ask why… are you crying??” Denny wondered.

“Well… um… I love him. I love Denholm.” Markus confessed to Mr Singh.

“Oh-ohh… that’s really.. that makes a lot of sense now.” Denny was shocked.

Without a warning when Denny turned around, Markus grabbed him and kissed him on the lips. Denny hesitated and pushed him away.

“Markus what the fuck?!? Why did you do that?!” Denny was bewildered.

“I’m sorry!! I’ve been wanting to do that to him for a long time! But the rejection hurts too much!” Markus was desperate.

“Well Markus let me tell you something, you are a GOOD kisser.” Denny was impressed. “I know you’re hurt and all, but what about you forget about all that and let’s have a little bit of… fun”, He added.

“What the fuck? Sir! This is wrong! You’re violating my friend! I’m violating my friend!”

“Well, the contract stated I could do ANYTHING I WANT. So come here to my classroom before I change my mind.” Denny was pissed but maintained his seductiveness. Markus had no choice but to submit to him. Denny then grabbed him into the Math classroom to have a little fun time.

Chapter 4 - Stuck With You

The tension between Markus and Denny increased, as Denny closes the classroom doors and turns off the lights. He then proceeds to take his shirt off.

“Have you ever wondered what you and Denholm would’ve been if he was actually gay?”, Denny flirted with Markus.

“I think about that every night..”, Markus sighed.

“Well you don’t have to wonder now 🫦, Come here baby.” Denny started to move towards Markus. Markus felt mixed emotions as he indulges on Denny’s warm body.

Then, here comes the fun part. As Markus undresses to reveal his hardening 5.7 inches down under, Denny looked in awe. “Hard already? Let’s do it.” Denny then stripped to reveal his new rubbery 6.8 inches.

The room suddenly got sweaty, and suddenly Denny’s body shimmered in glimmering white. It was all so perfect, like a movie scene, something Markus would’ve longed for, and now he finally had it.

“Yes… yess.. YES!!” Markus started screaming. The pleasure was so good and it felt so real for him. He never been happier in his life until that moment. The chalkboards rocked as the two slammed each other against the wall, sharing a sweet long kiss as the both of them felt each other. It was a goddamn fever dream.

Then, came the loads. “Hey stop! Don’t we need protection??!”, Markus stood up from the floor. “Why the fuck do we even need that?! This is a rubber dick!”, Denny laughed, then pulled Markus to the ground. Denny couldn’t resist it but to release massive amounts of load. Denny then inserted the huge thing into Markus, and the silicone-like texture made it more pleasurable for Markus.

The creams came pouring down, and that’s when Markus felt like he was drowning, but that’s when he could finally breathe. It was too good to be true. Well you know what else is too good to be true? NOT GETTING CAUGHT.

Suddenly, students from outside heard the blunt noises that were coming from the classroom, and knocked to see if something was up.

“What the fuck do we do?!?” Markus whispered.

“Go clean up the mess! I’ll assure them everything is FINE!” Denny said while wiping off the cream on the walls. The two got to work.

Denny opened the door and saw Denholm’s friend, and the student council Vice President, Sabrina. “Bro, what’s happening in there?” Sabrina looked at him weirdly as she noticed that Denholm looked and stood very oddly.

“Hey Sabrina, it’s nothing! I was just substituting for Mr Singh’s class and decided I would lock myself in the room to prepare!” Denny smiled.

“And the screams? I’m sure that was also part of the practice?” Sabrina looked in disgust.

“Well, I was raging over something that’s all. Say, why not you do me a favor and go to the faculty to pick up my stuff for class.” Denny redirected the question.

“YOUR stuff? Seriously dude what the hell is up with you today? You didn’t showed up to the council meeting this lunch and now I’m put in trouble because of some random screamings that came from this room!” Sabrina was mad.

“Well I’m sorry, I’ll promise I’ll make it up to you.” Denny apologized. She walked away as Markus appeared behind Denny’s back. Denny went to the window to have a talk with Markus.

“There’s no screamings, but there IS creamings.” Markus joked. The two laughed uncontrollably.

“I enjoyed it while it lasted, but sadly things need to come to and end.”, said Denny.

“You should spend the rest of the time hanging out with people. Trust me Denholm literally gets along with everyone. He makes everyone feel special.” Markus said.

“Ok, I’ll meet you later at the parking lot. And I promise, I’ll bring him back in one piece.” said Denny. The two then had one last kiss before Denny said goodbye.

Chapter 5 - Sweet Goodbye

As Markus pulled up to Denholm’s house, it was all set. It was time for Denholm to return.

“Are you ready Mr Singh?” Markus asked.

“Well I am gonna miss being this kid. He’s all I ever wanted to be.” Denny said as he looked into Denholm’s reflection and felt his body one last time.

“Here it goes. Goodbye.” Markus said. Mr Singh unzipped Denholm’s body and went out. Then, Markus turned off the switch. Everything is now back to normal. Mr Singh then bid farewell to Markus to head home.

“See you tomorrow, kid. Calculus homework is due.”, said Mr Singh.

“Markus.. is that you?” Denholm mumbled as he tried getting up from the ground.

“Denholm… I- I’m…” Markus couldn’t finish his sentence.

“Why.. why does my arms hurt so bad… And it felt like I pulled my groin… Argh… it hurts.” Denholm struggled to walk.

“Well.. nothing happened I promise!” Markus was shaking.

“That’s good to hear, you should get going now. Thank you so much bro.” Denholm hugged Markus as he left.

Ever tried on a suit? Perhaps borrowed someone else's? Or you could've gotten it from a Suit Rental? Well let me tell you about a story of a man, whose body LITERALLY got rented out. So grab your ☕️, grab your 😸, because it's about to get WILD from here, well at least for our main boy.

Meet Denholm Gauthier, the 18-year old boy in 12th Grade, ready to graduate in a few months, but still have no decisions towards what to do in his life. He is a well-loved and kind student at his high school, and as the leader of the Football team and President of the Student Council, oh he's got it all. Plus, he's the class Valedictorian. So why is he such in a lost position? He had always seeked purpose in his life, though no one seemed to give him a damn since he's literally a privileged, handsome white dude. Everyone's got their own shit. To everyone's surprise, Denholm once mentioned that he didn’t want his life AT ALL, to which everyone got outraged about, saying “WHY NOT?!?”. Well, with this story unfolding, I guess I can say he found his purpose.

Chapter 1: Kidnapped

And so we begin. It was psychology class and the classroom was having a heated debate about the human mind and body. It escalated between the nerds too much that a fight could’ve broke out but thanks to Denholm it was de-escalated fast.

“It’s fine Mr Watkins, this topic was a bit controversial if I’m going to be honest with you. But I believe that our human minds are its own unique ways, and one could never be another person.”, he stated as he made the others calm down.

“Well that’s what you thought.” The quiet kid said. His name was Stanley. He’s the kid that sits in so much envy while watching Denholm rise up in the podium of popularity. He was always jealous of him. He wanted to live like him. Heck, he wanted to be him.

“What was that bro?” Denholm politely asked. Stanley didn’t replied, so Denholm’s just shrugged it off and packed his bag.

Lunchtime was up, and Denholm ate with Markus, who’s his childhood and best friend. Denholm long knew then that Markus likes other men, but Markus never really showed him that he wanted Denholm to be more than friends. Though with that said, Denholm is a very liberal person, and of course, a straight ally, which is not what Markus wanted but more than enough to keep them as friends.

“Hey bro! What’s up?” Denholm excitingly said to Markus.

“Nothing much, just tired of life as always.” Markus said.

“Why’s that so? You have friends and family!” Denholm replied.

“Well I don’t want this life. So stressful and so pressured. I wish I could be just as charismatic and attractive and NORMAL as YOUR life!” Markus said with a raising voice.

“Wha… is that what you feel about my life?” Denholm was shocked. Markus raised his voice on him again, which he typically does to cover his feelings of desire towards him. It’s really hard for a gay man like Markus to try and not fall face flat with his feelings towards straight boy hottie Denholm.

“You know my life isn’t easy too. I wish I could live as simpler as any other person.” Denholm sighed.

“Oh I’m sorry..” , Markus said. Denholm hugged him, and so the feelings came in again. Markus’ manhood was rising a little bit high that time, but not too high for Denholm to notice. It was almost like Markus wanted to kiss him on the spot, but he didn’t forgot his dignity and so he didn’t do it.

There was a student council meeting afterschool, so Denholm had to leave the last period early. While walking down the hallway, he saw a black van parallel parking in the lot. It was quite peculiar to see a car parking at that time. He wanted to investigate it but was running late for the meeting, so he ignored it.

The meeting had finally ended. Denholm separated with his classmates because his locker was at the other exit of the school, and now, he’s secured from the hands of evil. “I love you.”, said by Denholm to his girlfriend as he leaves the school through the back exit. As he was leaving, the black van he suspected earlier, was open. He was grabbed by two men wearing balaclavas and shoved him into the backseat.

Denholm tried to talk but his voice was muffled caused by the tape on his mouth. A silhouette of a teenager was seen from the car mirror, but that teenager quickly turned it away to get prevented from being seen. Helpless, Denholm tried everything he can to get unleashed, but it was no use. The two men started injecting something on his back, it wasn’t a syringe, rather a sharp wired material that penetrated his spine, and later his whole body. As he was agonizing in pain, the kid from the front seat was giggling, enticed to see the pain Denholm was going through. They then started to dig down his back even further, almost as if they were cutting it wide open like a zipper. As he can no longer tolerate the pain, Denholm passed out from exhaustion.

Chapter 2: I Am My Bestie

Nightfall came, and Denholm’s parents were very worried. His girlfriend along with his father seeked help from the police, to which they saw the van that took him away. Markus, who thought that the men might have put Denholm captive at school, drove straight there during the night.

To by his surprise, he saw Denholm lying down in the locker room. He screamed, “DENHOLM!!” As he tried waking him up. He tried to lift his body upwards but noticed something strange. His body was a little lightweight.. almost hollow.

As Markus went to see Denholm’s face, his eyes looked… empty. Something wasn’t right. It only took a matter of time until he discovered that Denholm had a huge rip on his back, with a little switch attached to his neck. Markus kept shrugging Denholm to awake him but there was no use. He then examined the rip, and accidentally opened it, which revealed Denholm’s insides with literally nothing in it. Just a hollow mold.

“My friend’s… a bodysuit?!?!?” Markus started to panic. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what he would tell to Denholm’s parents. So he kept trying to wake Denholm up, but he’s no longer there. There was only one choice. If Denholm WAS an empty suit for someone to wear, then someone must wear him for the meantime, and who would that be none other than Markus. “I’m so sorry, I love you.” Markus started to tear up. He then stripped off his clothes. He started to insert his legs and feet into Denholm’s empty body. Markus was a bit larger than Denholm’s so it was a tight fit. the warmness of the insides then slowly binded Markus’ legs onto his. There was no turning back. Next, he put on the torso, and leaned Denholm’s head forward for now. It was almost complete. The last thing to do is to put on the head. As Markus was putting Denholm’s face like a mask, it frightened him too much that he started suffocating. In the outside it looked like an expressionless Denholm but you can hear Markus grasping for air. He eventually fell to the groubd and passed out.

The next time Markus woke up, he was at the floor. His body was glistening with sweat, or should I say, Denholm’s body. He tried to get and up and looked around, then exhaled to see that he can breathe again. His breath smelled like Denholm’s, which shocked him a lot. He paused and saw the mirror, with Denholm reflecting back to him. “De..Denholm??”, Markus said. The voice still sounded like Markus wearing a mask, which was muffled, so Markus adjusted Denholm’s face to fit his even more. And so the face finally locked in. “Denholm??” He said again. This time the voice sounded EXACTLY like Denholm. He started to rub his new wavy hair, and touch his new skin in his face. He also noticed his eyes even changed. Rubbing it through, he no longer has curly hair or dark skin, and his smell noticeably also disappeared, revealing a musky, bold smell from Denholm.

He admired Denholm’s hair, torso, biceps, and stroked his 6.8-inch dick. He then started putting on his clothes, and covered up the switch with a bandage. He looked at the mirror again and said, “Sorry Denholm, baby, but I need to drive you for now.” and kissed goodbye to his reflection in the mirror.

Now that Markus holds Denholm’s life, it was time to tell the news to Denholm’s family. Going home a bit excited, he rushed into Denholm’s house where a worried mother and father rushed in to receive him in open arms. “We missed you so much honey!”, Marta said to her “son” while embracing him. Markus felt a wholesome rather never-before feeling at that moment, as his parents were divorced and was put into care by his evil grandparents. This experience has become a chance for Markus to feel the life he deserved to have: a loving family, popular, charming, spoiled, everything that he ever dreamed of. Besides his sexual desires in the love of his life’s body, it was a chance for him to enjoy a new life of his own.

Chapter 3: Denholm Slayy

Morning came and Markus woke up refreshed, and opened his phone to see that he still has Denholm’s face while looking at the front camera. “Good morning, babe”, Markus started teasing himself. Suddenly something raised from under the blankets. Markus felt aroused by Denholm’s morning look so much that he decided to have a little bit of fun before getting through his day.

He let out a quick moan as he started grabbing onto Denholm’s elastic manhood. And there he unleashed loads and loads of cum which splashed through the whole bedroom. He didn’t even gave a damn into how he’s gonna clean all that mess. Then he admired himself in the mirror then started kissing it. “Oh I wish you were fucking me like this baby. Such a slay”, Markus groaned as he breathed in great intervals. He was having the time of his life.

“Babe??? Babee, I came to pick you up!” that was Paula, Denholm’s girlfriend, picking him up to go to school. Markus got alarmed by this. How was he supposed to clean all that cum on the wall? He quickly got up from the bed and took a dirty shirt from the laundry to wipe off all the stains from the walls and floors. Then he put on a shirt before opening the door. “Babe! What took you so long?? Also why are you not dressed yet we’re already late!” Paula said. “Sorry babe, got a bit hazy from last night that’s all.” Markus replied. “Well if you want to talk about it, we can spend the day together”, said Paula as she seductively touches Denholm’s cheeks. “No it’s alright, besides you have a test today and we must put our studies first right?”, Markus said while feeling anxious. “Ok! I’ll wait for you downstairs while you get ready.” Paula replied.

“Babe babe… Babe my ASS.” Markus side-eyes Paula as she left. “You know Denholm, you don’t deserve this annoying slut!” Markus said while berating Denholm’s reflection in the mirror. “This is why I’m GAY! UGH! If only you were mine… But for now, I am you. I will make the most of it.” Markus said while getting dressed. He put on a new bad boy look for Denholm, compared to the plain shirts that Denholm used to pull off with. Markus did a grin in the mirror as he admired his ideal look for Denholm.

“Oh daddy, you’re really such a fine person. I hope we get to bond more like this again.” Markus sighed. He then headed off to school with Paula.

———

It was now the afternoon. No one has seemed to have noticed that Denholm was being controlled by another person, as Markus has studied every single inch of how Denholm moves and speaks, which counts to the amount of obsession he has towards his homie. But there was one person that wasn’t convinced by the act though. While walking down the street, Paula confronted Denholm/Markus. “Babe, is everything alright? You seem distant.. detached today…”. Markus started to get nervous again, not knowing what details to say to her. “Babe its nothing.. look, I’ll head home now. Maybe I just needed a rest.” He replied.

2 days before the entering.

While at the gym, Xara noticed that there was someone distinctively familiar working out nearby. And there he was, Jeremy. He just finished lifting weights as he passed by Xara. She was in a lot of disgust as she saw him rub off the sweat that accumulated over his glistening body.

“Look at this dumb jackass.. so that’s the boy Sheryl was drooling over about.”

Jeremy then saw Xara staring at him and asked.

“Hey, have we met before?”, he asked.

“Obviously not.”, said Xara

“Well, do you follow me on tiktok? haha”, Jeremy jokingly said.

“Maybe if YOU were my type. Adios.” Said by an annoyed Xara as she left to go to the change rooms.

“Damn… what did I do?”, Jeremy wondered while looking at her leave.

1 day before the entering.

Xara then went to school with her bestfriend Sheryl. Xara was disgusted to see that Sheryl is thirsting over Jeremy on her phone while they were having a conversation.

“Don’t tell me you’re sweating over that goddamn Jeremy again.” Xara angrily said.

“What?? I find him hot thats all!” Sheryl said.

“Well fuck him. He’s not gonna be a good cause to you. None of those boys will.” Xara replied.

“Listen, Xara. It’s not my fault that you’re queer and so isn’t it yours. It’s TOTALLY FINE if you’re not into men. I get it! But why is it you always wanted me to stop getting one?! I just don’t get it!” Sheryl said with an increasing tone.

“Because I love you!!” Xara screamed.

Both of them went silent. There wasn’t any reply after that. Both of them are in 2nd year University but Xara is at the Arts department, while Sheryl is at Life Sciences. They both parted ways as they went to each of their classrooms.

Sheryl didn’t responded to any of Xara’s messages that day. Night came and Xara’s shift at Starbucks was finally over. She went home and found that Sheryl was already asleep, and she must’ve been avoiding her.

Since Sheryl doesn’t like going to parties and obliged Xara to not to as well, Xara broke her rules and decided to go to the next dorm’s House uni party.

There were lots of people from various departments. It was a way of making fun and making friends.

Xara was sitting alone at the bar counter when suddenly she was offered a drink by a strange woman.

“This your first time?”, asked by the lady.

“Yes. how do you know?”, asked Xara.

“Well, I can read people’s minds. And as I’m reading yours right now, I can tell you have problems.” “Love problems.” said by the Lady.

“Look strange girlie, I don’t know how you’ve managed to dose yourself on drugs this early onto the party but I’m not having it.” Xara started to get frustrated.

“Chillax, hehehe.. I am actually for real. Trust me, I need you to take these pills. These are VERY helpful and is specific for your needs.” The lady replied.

“What needs exactly?” asked Xara.

“Well you wanted to love your bestie right? But she loves a cutie boy? How unfortunate!” the lady giggles.

“Hey stop it! Its NOT funny!”, Xara started to get mad.

“Now now… If you take these pills, you will be able to make her fall in love with you. Well not exactly you though.. if you know what I mean.” the lady said.

“What do you mean..?” Xara asked.

“Dumbass! Do you not get it yet!?! I’m an astral projector! A body snatcher! You should be lucky I’m using my original form right now!” the lady started to get mad.

“Wha..What?!? You could do that?!” Xara got curious.

“Yes! Now hurry up and practice! The process would take an hour!” the lady advised her.

“Well.. who do I use this on though??” Xara asked.

“Well who ELSE would it be besides the boy she’s been THIRSTING over!” the lady replied.

“Je..Jeremyy??? Ewww.. but if I have no choice then.. so be it.” Xara reluctantly agreed.

“FINALLY! Took you long enough to agree. The people who masturbate are waiting!!” the lady said.

“Here’s my address. Visit me once all is finished. I want you to see playing that hunk well. Bye bye now.” the lady left.

Xara went home to her bedroom. Sheryl was still wide asleep. She then looked at the pills while sitting at her bed. There were six of those pills.

“Interesting… maybe I should practice doing it like she said??” Xara then swallowed one to see what will happen.

Intensely, she suddenly had a seizure. Her vision was starting to darken, and she lost her senses of the surroundings. She tried to grasp for air but it was too late. She passed out on her bed.

After a few seconds, Xara woke up, but to her surprise her body was no longer physical. She saw her body laying on the ground while she floats mid-air. She phased through the walls and saw Sheryl sleeping tight.

“Woah… this is soo scary…”

Xara then tried to touch Sheryl, but before she could even do so, she suddenly got warped back, sending her back to her own body.

Xara woke up gasping and panting. It turns out the astral projection only has a limited amount of time before you would return back into your own body. It takes practice to stay as a spirit for longer periods of time, but to do so, the person would have to inhabit another person’s body to prolong the process.

Xara plotted her plan to win her love’s heart. Things are about to go wild and sinister from this point on.

The DAY of the entering.

The day has finally come. Xara’s plans to take Jeremy’s body has taken into motion.

All was set. The pills, the emergency note contact, and the nitroglycerin patch mixed with sedatives. More details on that.

As Xara left the dorm, Sheryl had already went ahead to her class without waiting for Xara.

As she exited the door she paused and went like, “Shit. How do I know where to find him though??”

She took a bus ride and sat down. She opened TikTok and to her luck, Jeremy recently posted a new Tiktok. She knew where she would find him at this time, at the gym.

Jeremy had just finished doing his legs workout. He decided to take a break and sit down. He was planning to get home.

Xara then overheard him calling someone and was planning to depart the gym, so Xara acted very quickly.

She followed him into the change room, which of course was a tough process and suspicious since she was a woman entering the men’s room. Then she saw Jeremy sitting and getting his clothes. He was packing up and was about to leave. Xara then sneaked up behind the lockers and pulled out the pills. To her surprise, she knocked over a water bottle which caused Jeremy to catch her.

“Hey! What the hell are you doing here?!?” Jeremy got shocked. “Hold on. You’re that rude girl who walked out on me at the gym 2 days ago! Are you stalking me?!” Jeremy said.

“No.. no! I can explain! I can explain!” Xara got nervous.

“I’m giving you 2 minutes before I call the cops. How do I know you’re not some stalker trying to kill me?!” Jeremy backed away.

“Ok look. My little sister is a big fan of you. Sorry if I was bit rude before ok? I was just annoyed by the fact that she keeps talking about you whenever I meet her! You understand?” Xara lyingly said.

“Well.. that makes me feel a little bit better. Haha! Sorry! Is there anything I could help?” He replied.

“Well there is one request I have… can I take a selfie with you?” She replied.

“No problem! Come here bestie!” Jeremy said.

He didn’t knew that were his last words that day. Xara, with her smart moves, slowly pulled out the nitroglycerin patch as she came closer. She followed the lady’s advice one by one.

“Those patches contain nitroglycerin mixed with sedatives. That would make him black out and faint as soon as you put it in. While you are in his body, DO NOT take that out. You will be immediately ejected out of his body as soon as you do so.”

As Xara came closer to him, Jeremy pulled out the camera to open snapchat.

“Are you ready? You wanna make your sister jealous?” He asked.

“Oh for sure I do.” She said.

“One more thing though, I think this patch would look HOT on you don’t it? This would make you feel and act weird!” She added.

“What.. Oh well, just to make your sister happy I guess!” Both chuckled as she put on the patch.

Jeremy then begin to stutter as he finished taking the photo. He tried reaching for Xara but he just saw Xara standing in front of him before finally losing consciousness.

“You dumb fucking jock. It’s my time to take control of the controller.” Xara grinned.

She then swallowed one of the pills.

“Swallow one of those pills. Then do EXACTLY what you have practiced. When you’re a spirit, enter his body as soon as you can. Be careful though, some spirits might be lurking around in the shadows.”

She went closer to the unconscious Jeremy and started to enter his body. He was lying straight down with his head up, so she positioned herself in the same pose as him.

As her spirit sinks into the body of Jeremy, her arms begin to fit in his like a jacket, her legs began to sink to his legs like pants. She could feel the warmth of Jeremy’s body and the coldness of the floor as she starts to feel her senses return. As her body merges with his, she slowly felt the blood rush in, and later on, she placed her head onto his. It was like wearing a mask, pushing herself down his chin first then starting to see the world through his eyes. Then, it was finished. The possession is complete.

Xara blinked twice to see that she was now laying down the floor. She smelled like sweat mixed with musk. She first got disgusted by the odor so she tried getting up.

Then she tried to open her phone just to see that the Face ID wasn’t working. She opened the camera then soon realized she succeeded. She IS Jeremy now.

She then went to the mirror to feel her new body. Her shoulders were more large and formed, her chest flat, she touched Jeremy’s face and noticed that he had red parts on his skin.

“Wha..what…” She began to speak. She got shocked to how deep Jeremy’s voice is, and practiced speaking as to how he would do so.

“Hey it’s Jeremy! Your tiktoker influencer boy!” She chuckled. “I am going to have a LOT of FUN with this.”

She opened the camera and started recording herself. “Hey Sheryl whats up? You want me huh? Well I’m finally gonna notice you and give you ALLL the love!! Hehehe!”, “Jeremy” said.

And as to her original body, she put her body near the benches for the people to discover. She then prepare to leave the gym, but then realized she didn’t know where Jeremy lived. Good thing she could open his phone and look at the Maps app.

“He” then started to drive back to his home. Yes, HIS home now. As he was pulling over to the nearby gas station, he saw an ambulance at the gym. She then soon realized it was her original body getting pulled away in a stretcher.

“Jeremy” then asked one of the gym people who discovered the woman and asked, “Yo, what happened to that lady over there?”

“Bro I heard the paramedics say she passed out from too much work out I think. Some even said she went to a coma. She’s getting taken to the hospital immediately and her relatives have been contacted.” the dude said.

“Well, that sucks. Sucks to be her right?”, “Jeremy” chuckles as “he” walked away.

“He” then took a quick selfie of his patio.

“He” was a bit annoyed at how he smelled as he hasn’t changed his clothes yet, but did not bothered to change anyway as “he” ADORED this smell.

As Xara was laughing at Jeremy’s tiktoks, an idea came to her mind. She posted a snap with the caption, “I find all the Sheryl’s hot 🥵😍”. To her surprise, Sheryl, her bestfriend and crush, immediately replied to his snap story, saying “OMG MY NAME IS SHERYL XOXOOXO”. Xara didn’t know if she would be disappointed to how thirsty Sheryl was to Jeremy, or to be satisfied as she was NOW Jeremy.

“Jeremy” then began to make the move. “He” chatted her and the both began to flirt with each other. Jeremy and Sheryl were of the same age after all. Sheryl was so in love, and so is Jeremy, well not him but Xara. The both already said their interests, their horoscopes, zodiac signs, favorite Starbucks drinks, etc. It seemed like Jeremy and Sheryl seemingly share a lot of stuff with each other. The two already planned to meet, and Sheryl immediately wanted to be at a hotel already, but “Jeremy” told her to slow down.

“He” then took a quick thirst trap selfie to Sheryl, to which she adored and died on.

“He” was overfilled with joy. “His” plans had successfully worked so good. It felt like nothing or no one could stop “him” now.

As the night comes, Xara had finished scrolling through Jeremy’s gallery, his bank accounts, and text messages. She did an hours long study of his life, how he should act, and his friends and relatives. Her stalking made her tired, so she figured that she needed to take some sleep.

As she slowly lies down to rest though, Jeremy’s father came home.

“Jeremy! How’s my boy!” his dad excitingly asked.

“I’m.. I’m good.. father.” “Jeremy” nervously said.

“Father?!? What am I a priest? HAHAHAAHAH!” His dad laughed and they both giggled.

“What is that on your chest? Injured yourself?”

His dad was curious. Xara got more nervous. Her acts were starting to fall apart.

“Hold on a second. Are you taking steroids my boy? What’s going on?” Jeremy’s dad grew more curious.

“It’s.. it’s nothing! I swear! I’m fine dad!” “He” tried to back away.

“Are you taking steroids?!? Drugs?? Answer me! Why are you acting so weird??”, his dad grew more concerned.

Xara panicked and tried to run away, but Jeremy’s dad pulled Jeremy’s patch and immediately, Jeremy lost consciousness.

“Jeremy! What happened! Are you okay????” His dad tried to wake him up.

Jeremy then woke up. “What.. what happened??” He asked. “I was just at the gym earlier… I don’t remember anything.. I feel drugged..” He added while panting.

Xara was then standing behind them, but now as a spirit. Without a body she could no longer put the patch back. She was hopeless and defeated. She then got warped back to her body, where she woke up at the hospital.