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My head throbbed and I felt more sore than I ever had in my life when I woke up this morning the sun peaking bright through my window. My bed strangely creaked and groaned as I attempted to turn over but when I opened my eyes reality hit me like a truck. Looking down at my body I was giant and hairy, much larger than my normal skinny body of Alex Henderson that was maybe 130 lbs soaking wet. I threw off the sheet and a monster dick that bobbed up and down almost matching my heartbeat and the smell of sweat invaded my nostrils. I panicked because what had slowly been spreading to my family for the last week had finally happened to me. Last Tuesday we were all gathered at home. Summer had just begun. My twenty year old sister had returned from college to study fashion while I was getting ready to leave to study marketing once summer ended. The whole world seemed to ripple for a minute and the sky seemed to change color for just a second and at first we didn’t notice anything different until we realized the internet didn’t work and the weirdest part we couldn’t leave the house we would just wind up back inside and the world continued on outside without us. I could have dealt with all that but the biggest change involved my family members morphing into copies of some of the men around town that I found most attractive. Worst of all they acted constantly horny like they were living in a porno and kept trying everything to get me to have sex with them. Don't get me wrong it would have been great all these hot guys throwing themselves at me but these sex obsessed fantasy guys were my family members. Even more strangely they would switch between acting like their old personality and their new one usually with a blink and shake of their head, it all was completely normal to them if I brought it up they looked at me like I was crazy.

My dad who luckily worked as an astrophysicist, a job I never understood but it came in handy when he said he recognized the pattern of the sky changing color from satellite imagery he studied last week and got to work in his basement office looking for a solution. Now looking in the bathroom mirror I was greeted not by my eighteen year old face but by the shocked face of Mr. Brown, my senior year history teacher and coach of the soccer team. I’d spent my senior year captivated by him the way his dress shirts would hug his bulky frame or how the smell of his cologne would invade my nostrils when I entered the classroom. My favorite way to spend the class period was hoping a student would ask him a question so he would bend down over their desk and I could get a look at his ass in his tight pants. After school I would sit in the bleachers hoping to see him running drills with the soccer team and working up a sweat in his gym shorts and tight school t-shirt. Now I had a front row seat to his naked body and it was even better than I imagined. Legs and thighs like tree trunks and a hairy body that exuded masculine energy and smell. His ass was even bigger than it looked in his dress pants. It felt great just to stand there and grab it with my much larger hands, eventually I worked my hands around to my stomach and down to my new dick. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced. I'd never felt so much pleasure radiate through my body and I didn't want it to end ever. No, I had to stay focused this whole situation had to be reversed even if it meant I had to lose this gorgeous body, with none of the clothes in my dresser having a chance of fitting me now I went into my parents room and found a pair of sweatpants and a shirt that could cover me up. I had to find dad and see if he could help me, he said yesterday evening he was close to a breakthrough as he analyzed some more data last night.

After lumbering down the stairs which my new hefty body made difficult, I saw out on the patio the guy who used to be my sister Ashley now with the body of her boyfriend Brandon doing yoga. Who knew the soccer captain could be so flexible? He was out there doing the splits and several different yoga poses I didn’t know were possible especially for a guy. “Brandon, have you seen where dad is? I need to talk with him” I asked. “Oh hey Alex do you like the outfit I found in my closet? It's so cute and luckily it fits I don’t know why but none of my clothes seem to fit lately. I must have visited the dining hall too many times. Even my underwear is too small especially in the front and I don’t know why I’ve always crammed my dick and balls in there before and I never had an issue but now even my favorite pair almost ripped today, even these pants can barely hide my ass” he said his voice even in a noticeably higher pitch as he run his hands up his backside, his white pants stretched to their limit over his butt in the yoga pose he was in. He blinked and shook his head and smirked at me, his voice resuming its deeper pitch Brandon’s personality back in control, “hey looser come out here to stare at me while I stretch? Shit I would too look at me this body is perfection” he said flexing and rubbing his chest. “Here let me give you a better look”, then he began to remove his white pants and was now completely naked, his caramel colored body shining in the morning sunlight. “Take a look at this, all this yoga has really loosened me up. I’ve been working on this for hours pretty soon I’ll be able to entertain myself all day since you love to play hard to get.” He then sat on the ground and brought his foot up to his mouth and licked it all over with his large tongue, never breaking eye contact with me and I couldn’t look away. After each toe had been sampled he raised both his legs up and locked both of his feet behind his head and began to try and stretch his mouth toward the hard dripping appendage between his legs. I finally snapped out of it and ran inside. Well Brandon had been no help just like he was before all of this only caring about himself. I left him in the backyards legs behind his head damn that yoga really was helping I’m pretty sure I saw his tongue make contact with his dick although, I was distracted with him in that position I could clearly see his asshole and there something leaking out of it things just kept getting worse.

I tiptoed into the kitchen because my mom was a little unpredictable in her new body, a former twenty-seven year old convict Luke who worked at the mechanic that I took my cheap sedan to for tire and oil changes. I just had to spend those hours staring at him dripping in sweat while he worked on my car didn’t I. One minute he would be my happy mother asking me how my day was and calling me his sweet boy to Luke’s personality taking over swearing up a storm and scowling and asking me what the hell i was staring at. “Hey honey! If you wait just a second I can have a cupcake ready for you” It must have been a good day today, although it was still so weird to see his tatted up body wearing only my mothers apron and hearing his deep voice call me honey. Even more unsettling was the large protrusion below her waist that was sticking so obscenely in front of her it knocked over the can of baking powder on the counter when he turned to face me. “Sorry, stupid thing won’t go down. I already had Brandon let me release a load in his ass before I started baking but these balls are full again and I’m going to have to mop when I’m done baking, I’m dripping all over the floor. Be a dear and help me out, maybe just a little tongue action on my balls please” Then he lifted up his apron showing the giant dick and dangling balls I had seen too often over the last couple days. He was almost whimpering, biting his lip as his dick twitched and bobbed up and down and continued to leak on the floor. When I declined as I so often had to do in this house it was like a switch flipped and Luke’s harsher personality took over with a shake of his head. “You fucking ungrateful piece of shit, I work hard all day sweating my balls off cooking and cleaning and all I ask is for you to help me out when I need some release you’re fucking useless”. “Um yeah have you seen dad by chance” I asked hesitantly hoping to get out of here quickly. “Where do you think he is in his office downstairs fucking dumbass, God damn it I need a smoke”. He yelled, throwing his apron on the counter and pulling a cigarette from the front pocket, lighting up and blowing a large cloud of smoke in my direction, grumbling and flipping me off and beginning to work his hand rapidly up and down his glistening shaft. As I began to leave the oven timer dinged and Moms regular happy demeanor was back and as he bent over the oven to grab the cupcakes Luke shook his bubble butt and said, “oooooh yay cupcakes are done I’m going to save some icing you can lick it off my ass later honey. oh dang it, excuse my language son I just made more of a mess look at these new puddles on the floor” I needed to find Dad he said he was close to figuring out what was going on last night hopefully he had made a breakthrough because this house was driving me crazy.

My worst fear awaited me when I went down to dad’s office. There sitting on the couch was Jesse, a guy who worked at the local pizza place and was probably the worst body dad could have been put in. Yeah he was extremely hot, why else would he be here making things worse, he was also extremely dumb multiple times when I handed him cash for my pizza order it took him minutes to figure out my change. “Wait dude stop you’re cracking me up so, sure I’m some smart scientist whatever you say bro hahaha. Why would I use my brain for numbers and stuff that shit gives me a headache. You don’t need to use your brain when you look this good, check out these abs and this chest touch them if you want. Dude what the fuck stop crying you’re killing the vibes it’s bad enough my phone isn’t working can’t even pull up my favorite sites to take care of this problem” he said as he pulled down his grey shorts releasing his dick that smacked his stomach as it escaped its confines. “Can you send down the hottie in the yoga pants bro? I couldn't get enough of him last night he snuck down here and was doing the splits and shit while bouncing on my dick it was amazing.” “No dad please you can’t be stuck as this dumbass you’re supposed to figure out how to fix this mess, I don’t want to be old I’m supposed to be starting college in a few months” I began to cry even louder then Jesse blinked and shook his head an angry look appearing on his face as his nostrils flared and a vein popped on his forehead just like dad’s when we misbehaved as kids. “I will not have you swearing in my house young man, how dare you call me a dumbass. Get upstairs, I don't want to see you until dinner Alexander” I climbed the stairs, the stern and familiar expression of my dad already gone from Jesse’s face and replaced with his tongue rolling out of his mouth as he flexed and grouped his pecs any sign of my intelligent father gone. I arrived at the landing on the ground floor greeted by the sight of Brandon and Luke making out naked on the living room couch. “Finally he’s free, hurry up, let's get downstairs Luke, that guy down there is so hot we can share him” they high fived and ran downstairs giggling, their matching boners swinging between their legs with every step. I climbed the stairs back to my room, my only hope of escaping this nightmare gone.

You know I don’t remember what I was so worried about yesterday morning. I have this great body, huge dick, and a house full of hot guys who want to have sex with me everyday. This is paradise. I think this top really makes me look sexy. It kind of just appeared in my closet an hour ago how lucky is that!. I wonder if the boys will agree not that we’ll be in our clothes for a very long time. Damn it is that Luke moaning ugh only Jesse’s dick makes him squeal like that. I told them to wait for me.

Meanwhile in a galaxy three solar systems away…

Experiencing the Locals' Lives

My mate and I have been looking forward to this vacation. After all, isn't best to live like the locals do when on vacation, especially to distance yourself away from your normal lives.

We each split up to find a local to spend our vacation in an hour ago. I found a worthy target right away. This guy was napping on a towel under the shade of a palm tree, easily out of view from the rest of the beach. I snuck up behind him, before immediately jumping into his mouth. He woke up startled, but I was in control before he could realize anything. Flexing my muscles, I try to recall his details. My new name is "Ricardo", and he's a local fisherman. This was apparently the one day he had off during the week.

I take a few steps with my new weight, before wading to a secluded area behind the rocks. This was our rendezvous point. Only my mate was nowhere to be seen. Whatever, might as well have some time to myself. 

As I was breaking in my new body, I suddenly hear some splashing behind me. 

I turn around to greet the stranger. It's a young 20 some looking guy.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing"

...

"Sure took your time huh?" 

 "Sorry dude, I had to ditch his annoying ass girlfriend and her family." 

Title: An Interesting Tidbit on a Mystic Forum

For those of us who enjoy stealing other people's identities—whether through possession, body swapping, or other means—most usually prefer doing it out of sight. But let me tell you, that’s not always the case. If you're skilled enough, you can pull it off right in the middle of a crowd

Take my own case, for instance. Naturally, my method of choice is possession. And to keep things interesting—and not make it too easy—I don't turn myself into a ghost or a slime to possess someone. Instead, I use a method that involves physical touch, merging, and then taking over

The setup was simple: first, you need a target. Today, my eyes were set on a young police officer who was busy directing traffic and helping out the public...

Disclaimer:  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

It has been 5 years since my wife died and I spent all those years drowning myself into different jobs just to provide a life of luxury for our two sons. Unbeknownst to me, the gap in our bond widens. I rarely stay at home and when I can, I expected some father and son bonding but both of my sons are occupied by their own plans. I also discovered that this two is not in good terms over a damn video game. I didn’t expect them to be this childish, especially Dan who is the eldest. He should be considerate of his younger brother Jan. This hurts my heart. They are brothers, they should love and respect each other.

To deal with my growing stress and depression, I masturbate multiple times a day be it at home or work. However within these past few months, I’m having trouble getting hard and my cum is lesser than what I consider normal. I consulted a doctor and I was told I am having an erectile dysfunction. This crumble my world. The only other thing which kept me sane for all those years is now gone. This hurt me further. 

I was kind of bored these past few days, I decided to look at some of our old stuff in the garage. I found an amulet and a century-old-looking book among my late wife’s belonging. Reading the book’s cover, it appears to be a family heirloom. My curiosity hits me and I read it further. It was a compilation of spells that can be used with the amulet. I always knew that my wife have a talent but not this much! The body possession spell caught my attention. According to the footnote, the possessing soul could make certain decisions that would reflect towards the host’s mind and body to think that those actions are done under their own volition. This may help me to know more about my sons so I could be a better father and adjust to their needs physically and mentally, and possibly put a remedy towards their brotherly fight.

I hurriedly clean all the mess in the garage and climbed into my room upstairs. I put the amulet around my neck and followed the book’s instructions. Few seconds after reading the spell ten times, I felt droopy and closed my eyes. I started to feel light as if I have no weight. When I open my eyes, I was kissing the ceiling. I am floating! I turn my back around and saw my body below me, sleeping peacefully. I practiced hovering inside my room and quickly mastered moving as a spirit. I tried touching some objects but my limbs keep on passing through them. After more tries, I managed to move my book over the table. It seems I could only lift up to few kilograms but it will do.

I should check Jan first. I dove into the floor, passing through it swiftly. Below my room is the living room where I found Jan. He was lying on the sofa while rubbing his hands over his bulge. Is he masturbating? I moved closer and saw his member mightily stood up under his shorts. Apparently Jan doesn’t wear any garments underneath his shorts. He furiously massaged his growing member and I’m so envious. This is the perfect time to try possessing him. 

I concentrated in front of my younger son. Jan’s body repeatedly arched up and down as I was being pulled toward his smaller frame. I could feel my ghostly limbs and head rearranged itself over his flesh. Moments later, I realized I am now in control. I raised Jan’s hands and touched his cute face. Then I quickly grasped his hard dick. I missed this kind of feeling. 

I picked up his phone from the floor which fell down when I’m possessing him. I searched through his memory for the password and successfully open it. I was shocked. Jan is watching a gay porn from a popular website! I didn’t know he is interested in this kind of thing. I’m not against it or anything but he could talk to me about it. 

I read further into his brain and learned that he was closeted until Dan discovered it. They didn’t fought over a video game but instead over Jan’s attempt to secretly give his brother a blowjob! Even me would be surprised if that suddenly happens. Those thoughts enraged my excitement and more blood was pushed into Jan’s dick making it longer and bigger. I was amazed. It is already as same size as mine and Jan just hit puberty! I grasped my hands around his shaft and continued his interrupted masturbation. I moved my hands up and down as my body followed. My borrowed muscles tensed up and the fabric became wet as cum passes through it. It’s so euphoric, comparable to my body.

Almost an hour had passed when I decided to leave Jan’s body. I really enjoyed playing with his member. I hope he doesn’t mind me using his body more often. This time, it’s Dan’s turn to be possessed. If Jan had such impressive member, I wonder how awesome is Dan’s. He’s a jock after all. 

I swam up through the air towards Dan’s room upstairs. I saw him only in his underwear and doing some push-ups. I could see his well-endowed arms as he lifted his own weight. His bulge presses against the floor every time he lean downwards. I couldn’t tell if it’s erect or not. If it is, I’m up for a disappointment. 

I moved above him and noticed a video camera over his bed. It seems he’s recording his routine. Oh, it would be a nice idea to see how it looks like to be possessed. I concentrated and was sucked into Dan. He shouted loudly due to the shock. He probably noticed that something hit him unlike Jan. His body squirms around as I positioned myself inside him. And done! 

I stood up and tried to regain my balance. I was amazed by his well-built body. I flexed his arms and legs, touched his pecs and abs. Very sexy. My ideal body when I was still a teenager. I pulled the waist band of Dan’s underwear and I was welcome by his already erect cock. I started to feel bad for him. His member is less impressive than Jan. I cannot see why Jan would like to suck this. It’s decent but… never mind. It sounds like I’m mocking myself and I’m not any better.

I heard a loud knock by the door, and I could hear Jan’s voice from the other side. He’s asking what happened. He might have heard Dan’s scream when I entered his older brother’s body. I know! I got an idea. This might be a perfect chance to see if this tool could go better… and have their relationship fixed.

One should be careful what the order when they visit Bears Beach, the name having more meaning to it than most people think. Alec was a young cocky guy, full of himself, so when he swiped a drink from a concession stand the owner playing the fool and pretending not to notice as the jock smugly walked away, sipping on his prize, the owner worked some magic on the arrogant tool.

Age progression 5

🇮🇹 "... e se fossi io il tuo daddy?"

A few months ago, I had been excited to receive an internship at Stuprum Financial. I don't know what I expected... fetching coffee, delivering mail, maybe getting a special project or something? Instead, I've spent the entire time doing data entry work, taking numbers from one spreadsheet and typing them into another one. It was the sort of mind-numbing busywork that could have been automated, if the owners had been willing to pay the money to make it happen. But they were too cheap to hire programmers, so here I am. If it hadn't been for my boss, I would have quit after the first day.

Not that he's a good boss, mind you-- Landon is a complete asshole, as a matter of fact. But the man is amazing eye candy, and I'm getting paid to sit at a cubical with direct line of sight into his office. He's the sort of dominant alpha who pretends that weaker men like me don't even exist. I should probably be angry that my boss barely gives me the time of day, but it means that I can stare at him for hours and he never seems to notice. It helps that he's too busy getting his dick wet as much as possible.

He's fucked all of the female interns at least once, though I know he has his favorites. There's no way any competent manager would have kept Miranda as an employee unless they were getting something else out of the deal, and Landon was definitely getting full access to what were... at least D cups? I'm a gay man, I don't know how to estimate cup sizes. I just know I have to fix all of Miranda's mistakes while she's getting railed during her 'private mentoring' sessions. The man is insatiable-- when he's not fucking a coworker, he's masturbating under his desk. I don't know when he finds time to get any work done, but that's not my problem.

Friday is one of his busier days-- the owners leave early, which means he doesn't have to be as stealthy while he fucks the women who work under him. He's got it down to a science by now-- one after lunch, and another one right before we leave for the day. So you can imagine my surprise when he called me into his office at the end of the day instead.

"You wanted to see... me... sir?" I said, my words trailing off as I walked in to see my boss standing in his office, with his shirt pulled apart to reveal his hairy chest. "Sir, what are you--"

"Shut the door behind you," he barked. "I've seen the way that you look at me, Bobby. Did you think I wouldn't notice?" To my shock, he started removing more of his clothes. "Honestly, I'm a bit flattered. And I thought, why not reward you with something you'd want?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was this some sort of trap? Was he actually bisexual? I didn't know and I didn't care. I kicked off my shoes and started pulling at my tie with a shaky hand.

He leaned in, close enough for me to be able to smell his musk. "You'd do anything to have this body, wouldn't you? Well, you're in luck. Make me an offer." God, hearing his voice whispering into my ear turned me on in the worst way.

"Can-- can I suck you off?" I blurted out.

Landon briefly smiled at me before placing his hand on my shoulder and shoving me to my knees. "I accept your terms," he said. "First you suck me off, and then you can have this body." His hand slipped down to his waistband, unleashing the thickest eight inches of manhood I had ever seen.

I was quite the cocksucker in college, but this dick was almost too much for even me to handle. It took all of my concentration to avoid gagging, especially once he grabbed my head and started thrusting. He was clearly focused on speed, and it didn't take long before his salty load hit the back of my throat. I was licking the excess off of his shaft when my vision started to blur.

"It's like I said. You suck me off, and then you can have my body." The speaker was high-pitched and a bit nasally... but also really familiar, somehow. I shook my head, trying to get my eyes to focus again. Someone who could have been my twin was kneeling in front of me, while I... my arms were massive now, and a quick grope of my body confirmed the presence of chest hair that I'd never been able to grow before. Had we switched bodies? But that was impossible! I looked over to the small mirror on my boss's desk, only to find his face staring back at me.

"Congratulations," my old body said. "You are now Landon Wagner. And now I'm Bobby Fischer. The next few days might have a bit of a learning curve, but I'm sure you'll get over it."

My hand started absentmindedly playing with my nipples as I tried to process what was happening. "I don't... I don't understand. You're probably the sexiest man I've ever met in real life." I could feel the excitement building in my chest, but life was never this kind to me. There had to be some sort of catch. "Why would you want to... are you really just giving all of this away?"

My former boss just shrugged. "That's right, Bobby. I mean, Landon. Get used to your new life, because I am not switching back."

Something about his calm tone of voice was making me start to panic. "My life sucks, why would you want mine? Look, I'm honored, sir, but I... I don't know the first thing about being you." I didn't know what the catch was, yes, but there was no way it was worth it. "This is-- no, we have to switch back. Switch us back!"

"Oh, God no," he said, pausing to stare at me as he started putting his clothes back on. "I'm Bobby Fischer, the stand-out intern who's about to get an offer for permanent employment. And when my bosses figure out that my work is high quality, as if I have decades of experience? Shit, I'll be climbing that ladder in no time. Sure, I'll have to start over at the gym, but that's nothing I can't handle.

"Meanwhile, you? C'mon, Landon, did you really think you could fuck all of the interns without HR noticing?" He started laughing at me as a wave of sickening nausea ran through my body. "You weren't getting away with it, they were just building a case against you. Shit-- your ass is grass. Gotta learn how to keep it in your pants, bro! You let the thrill of the chase get to your head, and now you're about to lose it all. They're gonna fire you, Landon. It's not an 'if', it's a 'when'."

I collapsed to the floor, trying to process everything that was happening to me. I finally got to mess around with my hot boss-- I got to become my hot boss-- only now I was stuck with his shitty life? I would be stuck dealing with his fallout while he gets to take my clean reputation and bail out without any consequences. Well, other than the consequence of trying to make something positive out of my own shitty life, I guess.

All I could do was watch as the new Bobby Fischer walked out of my new office, leaving me alone and half naked on the floor.

So, this is me now. Becoming my toxic alpha bro boss was... not something I would have planned, but hey-- it could be worse, right? Honestly, I'm still not sure which of us ended up with the short end of the stick. He's definitely got a higher ceiling for success-- but that's only if he can get promoted all of the way back up. I'm sure that would be a ton of money... but until then, he's only getting a junior salary, and he's stuck in my body to boot. Regaining the muscles he used to have takes time, and he's stuck with that baby face no matter what he does.

Joey

It’s been about a month since I took over Coach’s body. He doesn’t seem to be having fun teaching math in my body. Serves him right, he was such a prick to me all the time. Fuck, this body’s so sexy, I can’t stop feeling every single fiber of muscle. I’m huge! He better get used to his new life, ‘cause I’m sure as hell getting used to mine.

Axel

Curious about what's happened to Ethan and what's coming next? Check out the master post here!

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Carolers sing and rarely stop, Have yourself a merry festive swap!

After being sidled by his brutish lab partner to do the rest of the lab report on his own, Ethan had spent most of last night just stewing over the new arrangement. He felt frustrated that the jock wasn’t even thinking about doing anything, but instead spending all his time focusing on slamming some more weights at the gym. And yet, Ethan could feel this slight feeling nagging in the back of his mind, too, like something was off. Wasn’t Junseo… was he always a jock?

Shaking his head as he slapped his cheeks a few times, Ethan sighed as he tried to clear out all those weird thoughts. He had felt the same way about his boss, Amir; why was he so suspicious of everyone now? The young man had the day off from his classes. He didn’t want to waste it stewing over all the hot muscle men in his life. Glancing down at his phone, Ethan realized he should take out his dog on a walk. At least the time spent strolling to the park and back would help clear his head.

As they arrived at the park, Ethan let his dog off the leash so he could run around freely. “Go on, Leo. Have fun,” he hummed as he ruffled his dog’s fur. And true to his more rambunctious and eager nature, the dog zoomed away from Ethan, exploring every last corner of the dog park with an almost newfound curiosity. The grad student couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement as he settled down at the table nearby, watching as his dog roamed around the park as if it were his first time here, despite the two of them coming nearly every day. Ethan wondered what it was like to have that much energy and excitement, half-envious of how delighted Leo seemed about every little thing. Perhaps life would be more enjoyable if he had a similar thought.

Idly flicking through his phone for a moment, Ethan blinked at the notification for the calendar app once more. Ah, right. A daily check-in. Not thinking much more of it, the young man opened it up to the familiar rhyming couplet of lines. There wasn’t anything to it, although he was starting to get used to the rather bland nature of the app. And secretly, Ethan was grateful that he didn’t have to do more on it. He wasn’t sure if he could afford to have another social media app to doomscroll through and waste more of his time on. But what did a “festive swap” even mean?

“Cute dog. Is he yours?”

His thoughts were interrupted by a stranger’s voice, and Ethan glanced up in surprise to see a jogger staring back at him and his dog from outside the dog park. He felt his cheeks flush at the sight of such a handsome man, only able to nod stiffly in response. Given that it was only Ethan and Leo in the park, it was pretty clear that the dog was his, but the young man knew better than to say something like that.

“Ah, yeah. His name’s Leo. You want to come in here and pet him?” he said with a sheepish smile.

“I’d love to, if you don’t mind! He reminds me of my family dog back home; he definitely looks like he’s having the time of his life. I’m Julian, by the way,” the handsome man said breezily as he walked over towards the gate, opening it up and making his way over to Ethan. Without the metal barrier in the way, Ethan had the opportunity to take in the full sight of the other man. The jogger was clearly in the middle of or had just finished his run, given the way the sweat glistened on his skin and created a damp impression on his tank top.

“Ethan. Nice to meet you. Leo! Come here!” he called out as he gestured for his dog to approach the new stranger. True to his more explorative nature, Ethan’s dog came barreling down from the other side of the park until he had positioned himself up between the other man’s legs. The dog’s head peeked up between Julian’s thighs, wide eyes staring at the new man, and his tail wagging furiously behind him with thumps against the grass. Julian laughed audibly, a welcome noise to the otherwise silent morning. “You’re a friendly guy, aren’t ya?” he teased as he reached down to pet Leo’s head.

Satisfied that his dog wasn’t about to act up in the presence of someone new, Ethan glanced down at his phone once more. The strange text was still on his screen, although the young man was now more interested in scrolling through Instagram. He would also have to let his boyfriend know what he was up to today on his day off, given that they had promised to study together before finals came around next week. But a strange, choked noise pulled him from his wandering thoughts, and he glanced up at Julian in confusion. “Everything okay?”

For a moment, there was a strange silence that fell over the three of them as both Leo and Julian stared back at Ethan. And then, in a flurry, Leo began to bark and yip at Julian, as though the man had done something to offend him. Furrowing his brows in confusion, Ethan hurried over to the other side of the table. “Leo? Leo, what’s wrong? Are you okay, buddy?”

And while he didn’t expect to be dealing with his dog being so cranky this early in the morning, Ethan really didn’t expect to feel the sweaty man’s arms wrapping around him from behind. The student yelped in surprise, only to feel Julian’s warm breath ghosting over his skin as the jogger buried his head against the crook of Ethan’s neck. “Master… I’m here. I love you so so so so much. I’m feeling wonderful…” he growled, a dark and deep tone to his voice that made Ethan shudder for just a moment.

“What are you–? Julian?! Julian, get off!” he yelped in surprise as he squirmed in the other’s embrace, trying to free himself from the stranger’s tight hold. But the other man remained steady, refusing to let go. Ethan’s dog, in the meantime, had pulled away with a soft whine. And for a moment, Ethan swore that he could have seen a mixture of sadness and fear in his pet’s eyes. “Oh, Leo. No, no, I… It’s okay, boy, it’s just–”

“This is okay? That makes me so happy to hear! I will do my very best to make you happy, Master. I love making you happy. I want to do all the things that are okay with you!” Julian chirped happily behind him, causing Ethan to scowl in frustration.

The grad student finally managed to break free, only glaring at the jogger. What the hell was going on? Ethan had figured the other dude had just come into the park to flirt with him, but this was on a whole different level. “Dude, what the hell?! I don’t even know you like that, you can’t be doing stuff like this!” he protested, his expression stormy as he chased after his dog. But the strange man didn’t stop in his approach, only strolling after the two with a leisurely but eager pep to his step. Tilting his head to the side, Julian only stared back at Ethan with that same expression Leo gave him whenever he didn’t understand his Owner’s words.

“Why not? I thought we did this stuff all the time, Owner. I like it when your arms are around me when we sleep. I wanted to try the same with you,” he pouted, his handsome visage forming a small, puppy-like expression as if Ethan had kicked him. Meanwhile, Leo was visibly growling and barking at the other man, with his hackles raised as if Julian was a threat. It was reassuring for Ethan to know that, at least, his pet also sensed that something was amiss. Still, he couldn’t very much have Leo charging forward and biting the other man. So Ethan quickly slipped the leash out of his pocket, clipping it onto his dog’s collar and standing up in indignation.

“I don’t know what sorta kinks you’re into or what you’ve got going on in that head of yours, but I’m not dealing with this. I’m heading home. You can just… do whatever it is you feel like doing, but just not with me, alright? This is… Yeah, nope. I’m not doing this,” Ethan muttered as he stormed past Julian with Leo barking in tow. For whatever reason, his dog felt reluctant to go, seemingly far more eager to yelp and nip at the stranger in the park. But the young man was having none of it, even refusing to listen to the jogger’s words of exclamation as the two of them left the park.

It wasn’t a long walk home, thankfully, and after the weird encounter with Julian, Ethan was ready for the day to just be over with. After cleaning off Leo’s paws and setting his dog loose once more, he had expected his pet to charge off into his room, barreling into whatever doors and walls along the way. But instead, his dog remained close, practically pressed up against his legs as he tried to make his way over to the couch. “Whoa, buddy. Feeling extra clingy today, aren’t ya? Not that I mind,” Ethan cooed reassuringly. However, before he could make it even halfway, he was stopped by the odd scratching and scrabbling noise at his front door. Who was even around this early in the morning?

But perhaps he should have guessed that Julian would have followed him back, given how close their apartment was to the dog park. Along the way, the jogger must have discarded his sweaty tank top, opting to just roam around the place shirtless instead. And before Ethan could even come up with words to reprimand him, Julian was already shoving his way in, letting his sweaty body lean forward until he was collapsing against the other man in delight. “I’ve returned home, Master! I’m such a good boy for you. I know you said I could go after other people, but I just want to be here with you!”

Ethan gaped as the door closed behind Julian, his hands already coming up to try and push the shirtless man off of him. “What—” But the handsome stranger pulled back with a gleaming glint in his eyes, as if he had registered what the confusion was about. “I know I look different, but I promise I’ll be just as good! But I promise, it’s me, Leo! Please, may I hug you again? I really like the way you smell,” Julian hummed, despite not waiting for the young man’s response.

The student’s mind was reeling as he was still trying to process the other’s words. “What– what do you mean you’re Leo? You’re Julian. I… We just met today.” But the hunk shook his head, growling lowly in response. “No, no. I’m Leo. I’ve always been Leo, Owner. When he touched me, something happened, and I found myself in here instead. But it’s better, I think. This way, I can talk to you. And I can cuddle you. And I can smell all of you,” he hummed with excitement. Ethan was sure that if there had been a tail on the jogger, it would have been flopping around furiously out of pure excitement.

“Then that means… Are you… Julian?” Ethan asked dumbly, turning his head to gaze at his pet dog that was sitting on the couch. The gesture looked so strange and… unnaturally human, to the point where he balked at the sight of his pet nodding ever so slowly. “Oh my god... What is going on?”

Satisfied that the confusion had been cleared up, Leo pulled away with a bright smile. “Well, I’m scenting you to make sure everyone knows that I belong to you, Master! And then I’m going to do the same with your clothes,” he stated as if it were a simple fact. And before Ethan could stop the half-naked man from walking away, he watched as Leo strolled into his bedroom, although he figured his former pup had done so plenty of times before. The grad student wasn’t sure what he could do at this point, only making his way over to his pet to gently rub at his fur. “Oh, Julian. I’m so sorry. I don’t… know what’s going on, but I’ll try to find a way to fix this and figure it all out, okay?” he murmured, staring back into the former man’s eyes. For a moment, his dog stared back, and Ethan was almost hopeful that the other could understand him and his intentions. But Julian had simply lain back down on the couch, tucking his head up against his paws. It was such a sad and harrowing sight, as though the other was fully accepting of this new fate for himself now.

His attempts to comfort and soothe the former man were interrupted by Leo returning with the same frenzied glee he had when he first went to the park. Ethan’s expression faltered at the sight of the other man wearing his clothes, having dressed up in the most skimpy attire he could find. Leo, unbothered by the strange outfits he saw, made a show of the few he had selected. Twirling around to show off all his new assets in the tight, skimpy underwear he had found, the newly-inhabited man made sure to flex and bounce whatever muscles he could. He had seen how much his Owner enjoyed that sight, and Leo wanted to make sure that Ethan was as happy as he could be. “Is this right, Master? Do you like seeing me flex for you like this? When you watched all those strange, funny videos, I figured you would like the new me being in something like this,” Leo hummed. The jogger quickly flopped down onto the couch, showing off his pits for Ethan as he stared back with a dopey smile.

“Leo, that’s… Oh god, I can’t believe this is happening. Is that all you think I like?” Ethan stammered as his eyes roamed over to the other’s pecs pushed up by the metal clip and the sizable bulge pushing up against the strained jockstrap pouch. Whatever drawer Leo had rummaged through was undoubtedly one that was not meant for everyday use. But to his question, the other man hummed in response. A slow smirk started to form over the other’s otherwise eager and happy-go-lucky expression.

“Oh, that’s not all I think you like. I know you like watching men when they touch themselves, Master. When they pull out these big things and stroke themselves silly, making a mess. I think you like doing it too. Will you teach me all about it, Owner? Will you touch yourself with me?” Leo purred, his eyes unwavering from Ethan as he slowly pushed down the sticking fabric from his crotch. All at once, the other man’s hardening cock unfurled to its full length, springing up like a mast between the two of them. “Please, Master… I want to feel you. I want you to show me how nice it is to be touched…” he groaned, with Leo rolling his hips up to make the shaft sway a bit in the air.

This is all sorts of wrong. I’m pretty sure I should be in jail for this. Or hell. Or both. Ethan thought to himself. But he couldn’t stop himself either. Not when he had been previously so attracted to Julian’s body in the first place when the jogger first strolled up to him. And with Leo in the driver’s seat, putting on such a show to be pleasured, it was hard for him to refuse. And so, the grad student had carefully spit on his hand, making sure it was slick enough to not cause too much friction for Leo as he stroked him. Moving around on the couch so that he was correctly positioned between the others’ thighs, Ethan wrapped his hands around the throbbing erection. Just as he had done so many times before on his own, he began to pump and stroke the length in its fullness, moving up and down slowly. His eyes remained fixated on Leo, judging the other’s reaction to make sure it was a pleasurable feeling.

Leo’s eyes remained trained on him, even as his face contorted from the waves of pleasure rolling through his new body. The former dog groaned and growled as his hips bucked upwards, matching Ethan’s hand movements. “Hah…. Master… Feels so good… I like your touches,” he whined as he kept his hands above his head. The movement was slow and tender, as if the two of them were still navigating what it meant to be in this position. But Leo was so hungry, so eager for more. This wasn’t what he had in mind, not when he saw all those filthy videos that Ethan had been so keen to watch in the privacy of his bedroom. The jogger whimpered once more as he felt a few beads start to spill out from the slit of his cock, trickling down the veiny sides of his cock as it coated Ethan’s fingers.

“That’s, um, precum. It’s natural. I guess it must be a whole new feeling of pleasure that you’re probably not used to. But it’s okay if it feels excellent and you just want to let go,” Ethan muttered as he continued to pump. He couldn’t exactly look anywhere else, with his eyes fixated on the thick erection that was pulsing beneath his touch. He had to finish this up quickly; maybe after all this, Leo would calm down, and he could adequately assess the situation and figure out how to make things more normal. He had opened his mouth to offer some more words of insight, hoping that once he answered all of the other man’s questions, it would satiate his curiosity.

Unfortunately for Ethan, Leo’s eyes glimmered with a fresh thought in his mind. If he had seen it before when his Owner had been enjoying it, why couldn’t he try it here? Without another word, his hands darted forward to grip the back of the grad student’s head. And as unceremonious as it was, Leo successfully pulled the other man down until his open mouth was wrapped around his cock. The former dog howled in enjoyment; this was much better than before. Who needs spit and hands when mouths could be so pleasurable? He didn’t even bother letting up when Ethan struggled in his grip, only using his newfound strength to keep his Owner’s head steady. This was the touch that was so satisfying for all those men in the videos, and Leo could certainly see why. He began thrusting his hips upwards, burying Ethan’s nose up against his musky crotch. Leo groaned as his cock slipped down the other’s tight throat, feeling walls constrict and flex around every last inch. “Hngh… Master… This feels amazing! I want to do this all the time with you now! It feels… incredible…” he moaned deeply as he bobbed the other man’s head up and down. With Ethan’s mouth being nothing more than a fleshlight for Leo to thrust his leaking cock into, the man began to buck and facefuck the other with as much vigor and energy as he had when he was a young pup. Now, things felt right. As if he were in charge and claiming what was his. Leo wanted Ethan to be his, so marking and scenting him like this was perfect. No one would have any questions about it when they saw Ethan dripping with Leo’s seed, covered in the scent of his musk.

With the growing pressure starting to build in his crotch, Leo’s thrust became more erratic and frantic, as if eagerly chasing down that dizzying high that was building up. He moaned and growled as his hips bucked with abandon, slamming Ethan’s face down to his crotch and back up to the tip of his spurting cock once more. It was pure bliss, and the sounds of his Owner gagging and slobbering over his throbbing erection only made Leo that much harder. “Ah! It’s happening! Master, it’s happening…!” he yipped, feeling that moment of wanting to let go just as Ethan had so delicately described for him. Pulling the other man’s face back down to bury every last inch of his cock down that fuckable throat, Leo roared as his orgasm rolled through his body. It was a full-body experience, with his hips bucking upwards with each load shot out of him. Leo wasn’t sure how much he had shot out, but he was eager to feel thick ropes of his white-hot cum sliding down the other’s throat. Whatever he gave, Ethan seemed more than willing to swallow up on his own. It wasn’t until pools of cum started to drip out of the bruised corners of the other’s mouth that Leo finally relented and released his firm grip on the other’s head.

Grinning at his former Owner, Leo took the time to admire his slicked-up cock, still wet from his own loads and Ethan’s saliva. But messy things should probably be cleaned before he sought out more clothes to scent. And so, without warning once more, Leo reached up to pull Ethan’s face close. His other hand gripped the base of his cock, wiping as many stray bits as he could over the other’s face, before pulling the jockstrap pouch back over the softening member. “I’ll go find another set of clothes, Master! You liked seeing me wear this, right? I can find more things that you will like. And then I will be happy seeing you happy with my new body. And then I can feel your touches all over again!” he chirped, quickly shifting off the couch and bouncing away towards Ethan’s bedroom once more.

Ethan could only offer up a raspy noise of surprise with his throat having been so thoroughly and properly fucked. With the thick scent of Leo all around him now, he sat back on the couch with his mind in half a daze. The last thing he could remember thinking about before Leo returned for a second round was that he would have to let his housemate know they were going to have a new roommate…

If you have the proper certifications, you probably care about your clients. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Here's a short experiment in capturing a few different steps in the "process" of body swapping.

Marcus Harding is hot. He's also dumber than a goddamn rock and frustrates his teacher, Henry Billows, to no end. Mr. B is always riding poor Marcus about his grades, his lack of effort in class, and how he's pretty sure he hasn't even read the title page of The Odyssey. And Mr. B was "way too mean" about it, so Marcus asked some goth chick to help him out with a spell and presto-change-o! He's gonna make sure he passes the test or no switching back!

Marcus isn't really smart enough to understand the ins and outs of black magic. He might be now, but he wasn't then, you see. And poor Henry is gonna have to learn how to get by on looks alone because, let's face it. He's a himbo.

You pant heavily as the heat finally subsided “damn what a rush” as you slump on your now tiny bed. Your clothes practically in tatters on the bedroom floor with only your underwear somehow managing to stay on.

It was just last week where you found a random ad that promised to ‘bring you to your peak physical form’ with a bunch of before-and-after photos of men and women who didn’t look like each other at all. Like the before showing an old frail man and the after being a behemoth of a DILF that looked like he could snap the before guy in half.