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“You must obey. You will obey. You must not resist the brainwashing”

The VRs flashed the sex zombie programming into their confused heads and bound, sweaty muscles. The cocky cops were powerless to resist as their wills and cocks succumbed to the brainwashing.

Taking Brandon

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I pulled out the phone and turned off the flash before taking numerous pictures. I slid my hands along my torso while flexing the different parts, each one getting tense and then relaxing once more. The snapping sound effect of the photo being taken was rather loud and after it going off continuously I heard a knock on the door.

By vchris1989 and landers 

An old classic from vchris1989′ s blog. Y’all probably seen it a hundred times already, but I thought I’d give it a fresh make-over anyway. /Verus

Fuck, there is just something so hot about taking over your dad. Sure, social stigma is still lurking somewhere in the back of your head, but it’s quickly disappearing as you look down at your sculpted and toned masculine body.

“Didn’t get any of these good genes, I guess,” you say, getting so excited from that deep and rich voice leaving your mouth. You can’t help but marvel at this body. Late 30’s, still in its physical prime, abs and pecs that look sculpted by God himself dusted with a perfect amount of hair. You go over to a mirror and end up in a state of giddy laughter as you watch your dad’s face form all sorts of ridiculous expressions. God, he is such a handsome man. I mean, your old body was just fine, average with no problems, but you could seriously get used to this. Going from a thin 5’8” to a toned as fuck 6’1” sounds like a good deal in just about anyone’s book.

All these random thoughts really have you turned on, and that’s when you notice some blood flow going on “downstairs.” A chill runs down your spine as you begin unknowingly rubbing your strong hands over your borrowed muscles. You finally realize what you’re doing as you begin lightly twisting and playing with your nipples.

“Ohhhh Fuck! You’re sensitive as fuck!” you yell at the mirror through pleasant laughs. Soon you’re gasping as you rub those strong hands over those washboard abs leading down to the focus of your sexual buildup. Pulling down your dad’s boxers you are finally able to bear witness to the 8 inch cock that brought you into this world.

“Now THAT’s a dick,” you coo with a sexy tone as you go ahead and wrap your fingers around it. SHIT, you’re so hard but as you make the first gentle stroke down the base of the dick your whole body shudders as you feel an explosion of pleasure.

You see your dad’s face contort in pleasure along with his sexy body squirming from sensation.

You lean forward resting an arm against the mirror as you look directly into the eyes of your dad’s reflection and say, “Holy shit, Pops, you’ve had it so good!”

With renewed determination you stand straight up again and move your arm to make another stroke.

Your knees almost buckle, but you take a deep breath and make another stroke and another and finally many rapid strokes over and over and over again.

“Ohhhhh FUCK!!! FUCKING GOD!!! YES! HELL FUCKING YEAH!!!” you’re shouting as you begin thrusting into your stroking hand.

Holy crap this is so hot.

*Thrust*

Just look at the way dad’s abs are glistening with sweat!

*Thrust*

Oh my-Fuck!!! Look at that chest!

You take your free hand and immediately begin tweaking those sensitive nips, making you moan so loudly you struggle to take your next breath.

Getting caught up in the moment you begin talking to your hot reflection. Between panted breaths you manage to gasp:

“Oh Yeah! You like that don’tchya? A stud like you just can’t keep this meat to himself, huh? Fuck!!! That feel good, huh stud? Yeah you really love it when I stroke you like THIS—MOTHER FUCK!!! Fuck yeah that’s it, right there!!” You roar with a tone of joy and ecstasy that is so hot coming from your dad’s mouth.

Your whole body is starting to feel sore and you’re sweating like crazy as you pass 45 minutes of this intense dick pounding. Thrusting and stroking and abs contracting for dear life set the stage as you’re gaze lies intensely on your reflection. You’re taking a break from the sexy chat as you try to control your breathing, but then it happens.

You see your dad’s face light up with alert as you feel pressure building in your groin.

“Oh hear it comes!!!” You shout between breaths. Faster! Faster! Faster! You keep stroking and thrusting faster until every vein on your body looks like it’s going to burst! The expression on your dad’s face shifts to desperation…your desperation…but seeing that on his rugged face sends you over the edge!

“Oh FUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!! Ungh!!!!! AHHHH!!!”

Your dick is like a fucking machine gun sending round after round of hot cum flying over the mirror. You lean against the mirror as you moan like a cheap whore, feeling ecstasy and release course through every cell of your dad’s body. God, it feels like you just ran a marathon! And to think, the old man feels this good every time he wants to rub one out! Well, now you get to! This last thought makes you giddy with laughter as you stand up straight once again, finally feeling comfortable and confident about possessing your dad’s sexy body.

Running a finger through the cum on the mirror, you bring it to your open mouth and devour those sex juices.

“Yeah you like that, don’t’ you? You’re a queer for cock. You fucking love it!” You taunt your dad’s reflection before getting on your knees and licking up every last drop of cum. After that, you just lay on your back on the floor marveling in your afterglow and beaming with a prideful smile as you run your hands up and down your new body.

“Today’s going to be a good day.”

God, you loved hearing that voice express your thoughts.

—

You try to catch your balance as you rise to your feet, still trying to catch your balance, your whole body still feeling a wave of euphoria (or rather your dad’s body). Once up right you take a moment to enjoy the view. The world sure feels great from 6’1” off the ground. And you just can’t get over that sculpted chest and your sexy body hair. It just gives off this virility, this pure masculinity that made you feel so handsome and confident.

Realizing it’s Saturday, you have no idea what your dad usually does today seeing as how you’re usually out and about with friends on the weekends. In a flash you have a solution. You quickly put on your dad’s boxers and wipe of his excess sweat with a spare towel. Then you lie down on your back in dad’s bed and begin concentrating.

Breathe. Focus. Breathe.

Soon your slime form starts exiting your dad’s cock with a smooth and steady flow. It feels so pleasurable that you want to scream, but you manage to remain quiet whilst your toes and torso are squirming in pleasure.

“Come on, just a little more” you huff with great effort before the last of your gel exits with a popping sound. Everything goes black.

It takes you just a moment to regain vision as you crawl down dad’s inner thighs and roll off the side of the bed. You take on your human form again and as you stand up you see your dad’s slumbering form. His beautiful chest and toned torso are rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. His hands are gracefully relaxed one on his abs and the other cupping his manly cock.

I wish I could touch his body with his own hands again.

You finish this thought right as your dad’s eyes begin fluttering open ever so gently. He makes a big stretch and yawns something fierce before absentmindedly smiling and gently rubbing his washboard abs.

So fucking cute.

“Oh Cody!” Your dad states in surprise, “I didn’t see you there. What are you-?”

Before saying another word, Dad sees his semi hard cock tenting his boxers and grabs a pillow to cover his crotch. He’s red as a tomatoes and trying to make a sentence.

“Cody! I-This-You-How did I?—Son, what’s going on?” He pleads with innocent confusion.

“Well, Pops, I haven’t spent time with you in a bit, so I was wondering if we could hang out today.”

“Well, Cody I-“

“I promise I won’t get in the way. I’ll just follow you wherever you go, do whatever you do.”

Oh the irony….hahaha

“Son, that would mean a lot to me. I miss spending time with you. We used to be so close.”

Oh we’re about to be closer than ever.

“Yeah, Dad, I know I’ve been lame. But I’m glad we’ll be spending the day together. Say, you usually go to the gym on Saturdays, right? Or is that Sunday?”

“Haha, son…I go Saturday through Friday.” Dad chuckles back with boyish pride.

“Ya know, Cody, I could start taking you with me. After all, it’s about time your old man showed you around the weight room.”

“I’d love that! Hopefully one day I can be a stud like you.”

Oh it took all of your mental willpower not to smirk as you say that. Your dad looks a little uncomfortable as he hears you call him a stud, but he doesn’t seem too bothered.

“So Cody, just give me a few minutes to get ready. I don’t know what happened last night, but I feel sweaty like I already worked out!”

Wonder Why…

“So if you’ll give me a minute I’ll go take a quick shower and then we can head done.”

“You know what? I love that plan. Thank you for the idea!”

“The idea?”

“I could really use a shower too.”

“Well, Cody, how about we meet in the kitchen in 15?”

“Oh I think you’ll need more time than that, Dad. I mean just look at you. You’re fucking filthy. You’re a dirty sex machine. And it’s going to take a while to rub down that hard body of yours. And I bet a stud like you is already ready to rub another one out.”

“Cody! What the fuck are you-? What’s with all this queer shit?!”

“Oh Pops, that sure means a lot coming from the guy who licks his own cum off the mirror.”

“Young man! What the fuck are you talking about?!”

Your dad is now sitting up in his bed, red with fury, no longer bothering to cover his boxers as you stroll over to the TV by the wall. Your dad modded his Xbox connect into a high quality camcorder that would start recording when it heard him moan; you knew this for a while now and that’s why you usually spend the weekends away.

But now, as you click the most recent file, your dad is horrified as he sees himself jacking and thrusting furiously into his own grip.

Dad hears his own voice scream out from the vid: “Oh Yeah! You like that don’tchya? A stud like you just can’t keep this meat to himself, huh? Fuck!!! That feel good, huh stud? Yeah you really love it when I stroke you like THIS—MOTHER FUCK!!! Fuck yeah that’s it, right there!!”

His jaw drops and he remains silent as he watches himself explode onto the mirror, roaring in delight. Then, he turns white as a ghost as he hears himself taunt, “Yeah you like that, don’t’ you? You’re a queer for cock. You fucking love it!” before getting on all fours and licking up every last drop before of his own fuck juices.

“YOU! YOU DRUGGED ME, DIDN’T YOU?! Cody!” Dad’s face turns into a furious snarl as he swings his legs to the side of the bed as if ready to spring up.

“No, Dad. I didn’t drug you at all. I swear.”

“Well then!- FUCK! What the fuck happened?! GAHHH!!!!” Dad slams his fist down onto the bed before free falling backwards onto the bed.

“I just don’t understand why I would do that! Maybe I was having a vivid dream or some shit. I just can’t believe I would do that!”

“You didn’t…” You state with cold resolution.

Dad remains silent and confused.

“I did.” You state with blunt truth.

Dad looks at you like you’re the biggest lunatic on the planet.

“Cody, I’m dreaming right now. I’m going to crawl into bed, and hopefully you’ll be at a friend’s house or something when I actually wake up.” He states as he closes his eyes, shaking his head from side to side as if trying to deny this moment’s existence.

“This morning when you weren’t looking I jumped onto you and entered your body. Then, I had some fun. Don’t worry. I was a little creeped out about the whole jacking off my dad thing, but if you think about it, when I’m possessing you it’s MY dick. And when I’m possessing you those are MY abs. Those are my pecs! That’s MY five o’ clock shadow! And that’s MY sexy voice!”

With each declaration you’ve taken a step towards your stupefied Dad. He’s gone into shock as he thinks you’ve gone crazy. He scooches backwards on the bed until he’s completely in the center and his gaze is locking with yours.

“Cody, I need to go to sleep. We’ll talk about this later.”

He’s trying to calmly diffuse the situation because he still doesn’t believe or understand you. That’s when you take a runner’s stance and begin sprinting directly at Dad. His eyes fill with alert, as you take a sprinting leap and are midair flying right toward him. He squints his eyes closed and averts his gaze, expecting a hard impact, but instead he feels himself get dumped with water. He opens his eyes and becomes beyond confused as he sees an immobile red gel covering him from his abs to his hairy thighs. He’s afraid to move, almost expecting something weird to happen. You remain motionless, but then a sense of dread hits dad’s mind.

“Cody…”

INSTANTLY, your form begins flooding, rushing, ruthlessly squirming its way through his boxer flap until Dad’s 8 inch cock is engulfed by your being. Dad screams in fear and protest, but as he reaches for his hardening cock he immediately jerks and smacks his back down onto the bed, back arching, his legs squirming, toes curling, and moaning that sweet sweet sound of pleasure as he reaches his arms out and grabs at the sheets, unable to stand the immense pleasure. I’m only a quarter of the way in, but I decide to take my time seeing as how Dad is pretty immobilized by pleasure.

That supersensitive dick isn’t doing you much good now, is it, Pops?

Dad is moaning and screaming in a mixture of pleasure, anger, and protest as he thrashes his head from side to side. His back arches from the surges traveling up his spine and he can’t help but thrust into the air as your form is halfway inside him.

“NO! FUCK!!! MY GOD!!! WHAT IN THE-? OHHHH NOO!!!!!” Dad can’t even make a sentence let alone concentrate on a single idea as his mind and body are bombarded by impossible levels of stimulation.

“CODY! PLEASE!! NO! NO!!!! GET OUT OF THERE!!”

This only eggs you on as you switch from this tortuous slow pace to finally rapidly sending your last gel into Dad’s hard cock. The last of you sloshes in right as Dad thrusts his hips up with all his might, thrusting and arching his back so hard that he becomes airborne as his dick erupts flood after flood of cum!! Twice as much as last time!!! Dad gives one last scream of defiance before collapsing back onto the bed with a thud, moaning and shivering as his hips continue to involuntarily thrust, sending ribbon after ribbon of hot cum pooling all over his hot chest and abs. Dad is too exhausted to move as his arms collapse to his sides like deadweight and he begins squirming as he feels you traveling down his thighs and up his torso, passing those ripped abs, and going up past that beautiful chest, before finally traveling up his neck.

“you can’t….” are dad’s last words, spoken weakly and hopelessly before his presence goes dormant and you wake up, once again in control of his body. You take a second to let your eyes refocus as you yawn and stretch gently. A contented smile crosses your face as you rub all over your face, feeling along dad’s great bone structure.

“Yeah, you’re a sexy man. You’re a fucking sexy hunk. You love it when I’m inside you. You love it when I play with your cock you fucking queer. Yeah, who are you calling me the queer when you’re the one moaning like a whore. A fucking sexy whore” You end your last sentence with a giggle as you reach down begin scooping dad’s cum into his hand.

“Oh, a treat? For me? You shouldn’t have!”

You devour those creamy juices, licking up and down these strong fingers, being sure to rub the rest of the cum into Dad’s chest and abs like moisturizer while embracing your dominance over your dad’s amazing body.

“You know what?” You say out loud. “Fuck the gym. I deserve a day off” You giggle as you begin assuming first person. God, it felt so good inside to refer to yourself as your dad.

“I go to the gym all the time, I mean, who’s gonna blame me if I have some fun with my hot body today? I’ll just go tomorrow. Now it’s definitely time for a shower. I’m glad I renovated *my* bathroom last month.

Holy fuck, using the first person gave you an indescribable satisfaction.

“I’m so glad Cody and I are spending the day together.” You say with a sarcastic chuckle. Your triumphant laughter causes the whole bed to shake as your muscular bounces on its surface.

You take a minute to lay down on the bed. Relaxing for a few before you get up and start your day with a steamy shower…

God, this shower is amazing. It’s a really great way to relax all of your tense muscles. “Sheesh, Pops. If you’d been a bit more relaxed my new muscles wouldn’t feel so sore right now.”Oh well- a small price to pay. You giggle at this thought as you caress this toned and hairy body. YOUR toned and masculine body. From head to toe you’re the epitome of a virile male. The perfect feet that look great barefoot and in flip-flops. Those legs that could turn heads. And fuck me, those abs and upper body. You just laugh some more as you start getting hard all over again from the euphoria of controlling such a hot body. The wrongness of taking over your dad’s body feels so right at this moment. Oh fuck it! You can’t take it anymore. As the water glistens along your perfect form you begin lightly stroking this, still new to you equipment, and shivers quake through you from head to toe, your new dick being the epicenter. In no more than five strokes you’re completely hard again.“Three times in less than an hour! Jesus, Dad! You’re a fucking stallion!” You shout joyously as you rev up the intensity.

You pump this meat harder, faster, harder faster! Thrusting into your firm grip with all this body’s awesome strength. Roaring like a mythical beast you toss your head around, unable to contain the sensations ripping through your body like lightning. You’re getting so close again!

“Fuuuuuuuuck!” You shout as the pressure builds up inside. You grab your new nuts with a firm grip and begin massaging them with a firm grip as you begin panting almost to the point of hyperventilation!

“God DAMN! SO CLOSE” you moan as you keep thrusting and massaging those tightening nuts.

Then something feels odd. Not just odd…something’s wrong. Your whole body tightens up again as you feel your Dad’s body rebelling against you. Like a pathogen it feels like Dad is trying to purge you from him.

You grip at your abdomen as you feel your whole body trembling with effort.

“NOOOO!!!! God Damnit, Dad you are NOT going to ruin this for me!!!!”

You’ve collapsed onto your back by this point, but with the last of your strength you kick Dad’s legs back behind his head so that his firm rod is within reach of your Dad’s luscious lips.

Feeling Dad fighting with unprecedented gusto you lean up and begin licking the insanely sensitive head. Erotic shivers return to your body as you feel Dad’s will to fight being replaced by the pleasure of his own tongue on his unnaturally sensitive dick.

You moan like a bitch in heat as you open your lips and slowly thrust your cock into your hot and ready mouth. As it glides past your tongue to the back of your throat your entire body contorts in a seizure of sensation. You could do this forever it feels so fucking amazing, but it’s too much for your already reved up cock. Your dad’s hips involuntarily thrust forward as you feel every muscle in your body contract in a moment of electric joy. Flood after flood of cum streams directly down your throat as you scream as loudly as you can in spite of the 8 inch gag filling you up. As your orgasm ends and you feel the euphoric afterglow, you let dad’s legs gently fall back down in front and just relax on your back with a dazed smile, enjoying the feeling of your rugged finger tips caressing these perfect nipples.

“Well, I think that’s the last time I’ll be getting any resistance out you, Dad. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want when I’m inside you.”

You giggle playfully some more before groaning as you try to stand up.

“Holy shit, mental note: next time I suck off this cock I need to do it on carpet, not bathroom tile. My back’ll be sore for days! So worth it though….”

You smirk as you go search for advil and some cute boxers.

— (Start of the First Alternative Path) —

You’re enjoying the power you have over your Dad, but the recent adventures have clearly taken a toll as you collapse onto the ground, making a loud boom before crawling into bed.  

“Oh my God!!! Mr. Spencer! Are you okay?!”

Shit. It was your best friend, Joey.

He must have come over to hang out and heard the commotion as you collapsed onto the ground. Looks like the fun came to you, albeit a little ahead of schedule.

“I’m fine, Joey,” you say with a dad-like smile and a mature guy chuckle, “Just a muscle spasm. You know, been pumping iron extra hard lately.”

You flash Joey another smile before sitting up in bed and flexing your solid and defined biceps and pecs while rubbing your manly hands over your washboard abs. Joey himself was quite the looker. An 18 year old male model status hottie with a nice body from being captain of the basketball team.

And here you are inhabiting a 37 year old in the best shape of his life with the scruffy masculine sex appeal of a mature man combined with the fitness, perfect build, and goofy smile of a man peaking in his twenties. You’re wearing just the boxers Dad had on after you forced your way inside his man meat again, and the sight of your best friend is really getting you going. Jesus, Dad is a fucking stallion. After the thrashing you’ve given his cock you can’t believe that you’re even hornier than ever.

Joey begins to look kind of nervous as he notices the tent forming in your boxer shorts, but as he prepares to leave your inflating cock bursts through the boxer’s slit like an erupting volcano. Joey, who is a closeted bisexual with a preference for guys, cannot turn away as he gazes at the thick 8 inch cock hypnotizing him with sexual lust.

Joey walks towards the bed and begins crawling towards you. As he reaches your inner thighs he begins rubbing them sensually, making you spring all 8 inches of your hard as a rock cock.

“Mr. Spencer…I…I’ve had a crush on you for a very long time…I…this is so wrong, but…”

You cut Joey off as you bring your mouth gently to his. Immediately, Joey melts as his eyes close and he relaxes while you slowly begin to explore the inside of his mouth with your tongue. He becomes more receptive and soon his tongue is doing a dance with your own. It becomes a playfully aggressive wrestling match with you being the victor, Joey on his back on dad’s bed, with you keeping him pinned down. In just a moment you have Joey’s shirt ripped off as you both get caught up in a sexual blaze. You’ve always had the biggest crush on Joey, and he knew you were gay and you knew he was bi, but you had no idea how he felt about your dad. The whole situation was weird, but you didn’t exactly worry too much about it as you leaned in and began playfully licking and gently squeezing Joey’s sensitive nipples before kissing down his abs.

“Oh fuckkkkkkkk,” Joey moans as the feeling of your dad’s 5 o’clock shadow on his chest and abs sends pure sensation coursing through his body like electricity. His body is amazingly toned. From the ripped shoulders to the perfect biceps to the sculpted pecs and the washboard abs all coated with the perfect amount of light brown hair along with his boyish good looks and beautiful summer tan, he was basically sex on a stick. And with your dad’s hot macho body he was your sex on a stick. Now granted, there might be some explaining to do, but that can wait until later…

“HOLY FUCKKKKK, MR. SPENCER!!! OH GOD!”

While those random thoughts were in the back of your head you were unbuttoning Joey’s pants and inspecting the robust 7 inch cock that was calling to you. Impatience was your greatest sin in the moment as you grabbed a hold of that hot rod and deep throated every last inch of it in one shot, shocking Joey and yourself. He had no idea that was coming, and his body was still in shock as his back was arched and he was squirming from the complete ecstasy of his young cock being massaged by the warm and strong throat muscles of your dad. You kept this pace up for a while, aggressively bobbing your head up and down, using your throat to its full capacity, and keeping Joey in such sexual heat that he was basically unresponsive, but then you begin to feel Joey’s inner thighs tensing up in his lower abs contracting and you knew he was close to cumming down your throat. You immediately lift off his cock, and he has the most confused and sad look in his eyes until you use your dad’s strong arms to lift Joey’s legs into the air exposing his virgin hole. Again, Joey has no time to react before you have your dad’s tongue penetrating Joey’s most private and sacred place.This time he doesn’t even curse or scream out from the pleasure. He literally just throws his head back and it looks like he’s trying to moan or shout or something, but no sound is coming out. The sensation must be so intense that every cell in his body is on absolute edge as the squirming has shifted not just to his legs but all the way up his torso to his arms in his head. He’s frantically grabbing at the sheets and his breathing is escalating, and escalating, and escalating and he’s thrashing his head from side to side and just trying to catch up but it seems like every time he wants to shout out in pure awesome pleasure he needs to take another breath from the sheer intensity of this hot ass rimming. Your dad’s 5 o’clock shadow is tickling the most intimate zone of Joey’s body as you force your tongue deeper and deeper and deeper, not just satisfied with thrusting in and out but also using your tongue to explore every square inch of his hole. You’re licking and licking, thrusting and thrusting at impossible speeds, spelling the alphabet, spelling names, trying to find the spot that just sends him over the edge and then utilize that to your advantage. Boy, you must have been doing a great job because Joey’s thighs began tensing up like crazy again. His breathing picks up like he’s been running a marathon, and his knuckles were white from grabbing at the sheets as his abs tighten so much they look like they’re going to pop. He’s so frantic and out of breath but he manages to shout out, “I’m…Oh GOD…I’m CUMMMING!!!!! OHHHH!!!”

He hasn’t even touched his dick a single time during this rimming, but that youthful piece of man meat starts launching endless loads of cum all over his chest and over your dad’s bed. As this is happening, you don’t let up. Rather, you let out your inner beast, ferociously digging deeper and deeper, and farther and farther not letting Joey miss out on a single moment of hot, sexual amazement. It’s crazy hot as you feel his muscles clamping down on your tongue as he keeps on riding this orgasm. Finally, Joey’s body relaxes as the last shot flies out and lands with a splash in the cum puddle on his sweaty pecs. His arched back collapses down on the bed with a thud and he just stares at the ceiling with a dazed look of joy and contentment. You think about how that was the hottest thing to ever happen to you but then you remember that you’re not even in your own body and that as far as Joey is concerned your dad was the one making his and your sexual fantasies come true. Some part of you wants to let Joey and on your secret and to tell him about your power, but at the same time you can always wait until later.

“Mr. Spencer… That… Was… The most amazing experience of my life. I mean… Oh my God! Where did that come from? I thought you were going to be mad at me, but instead…” Joey doesn’t bother finishing his sentence; he simply blushes and smiles with cute shyness as he curls up next to you placing his head on your dad’s rock solid chest with another hand draped over your cut abs, with an obvious look of adoration on his face. That’s just a testament to how solidly built your dad is that the captain of the basketball team would snuggle up to you like this.

“Joey, I’ve just been thinking lately. I’ve been doing a lot of personal readjustments. And let’s just say the world is going to be seeing a different me… a happier me.”

“And a sexier you!” Joey adds as you both giggle.

“Oh and Joey- another thing”

“Yes, Mr. Spencer?”

“Call me Rick,” you say as you grab the back of Joey’s head and bring him in for another passionate kiss.

—

He needed to feel full right now! Joey got on the bed and crouched down with his knees by your obliques as he sank backwards and grabbed your hard cock. After lubing your dad’s cock, he lined up his hole with your dick before forcing his hips down in one smooth motion.

“HOLY FUCK!! AGHHHHH!!!” Joey screamed as his back arched and his breathing peaked. He stayed there squirming in ecstasy as the fullness of 8 thick inches blew his mind. He moaned and moaned and only felt unimaginable pleasure that he never knew existed. Then, he raised up and thrusted himself back onto your cock as his ecstasy episode repeated itself. His toes were curling and his face was squirming as he continued to moan. You were rubbing your sensitive nipples watching Joey, when he really started picking up pace. He was thrusting down on you with sexual desperation as he started grinding and experimenting with every possible angle. You couldn’t keep up the passive approach any longer, so in the heat of the moment you pulled his legs out so he was sitting on your dick as you leaned up and grabbed his shoulders from behind. His moans and screams were insanely Passionate as he thrusted himself into each of your thrusts. Your used your strong biceps to pull him down onto you as you thrusted up with all my might. All of your guys’s toes were curling as your began to make out passionately. With tongues exploring mouths and your cock deep in Joey’s hole as you continued to thrust and pull him down, you suddenly felt the coming explosion. As you felt the pressure building and building, your speed slowed as you built an ultra sensual rhythm as you gyrated your hips with your cock still fully in him. By this time you were both completely covered in sweat and still kissing passionately as Joey was on the verge of blacking out from the pleasure. Then, as you reached the point of no return, you were still hugging him with all your might doing rapid mini thrusts as your cock was still completely buried in his tight hole. Both your bodies were convulsing in pleasure, and you both began huffing as you both neared orgasm. You rolled over so Joey was on his back as you thrusted in with all your strength and weight, still kissing him and now squeezing his nipples. He yelped and screamed in what was now just one guttural moan of pleasure as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tighter towards him.

“Holllllyyyyyy Fuck! I’m so fucking close!” Joey screamed as he tried to thrust his hips so he could get fucked deeper and harder. Then you felt it. You had never felt anything like this as you began screaming as loud as you could. Your thrusts and spasms shook the bed as you pile drove Joey into the bed. He yelled out for joy as he sensed the tension building in your groin just waiting for release. You thrusted and thrusted with all of this body’s remaining strength and gravity combined as you passionately locked lips with Joey before shoving in farther than ever before and unleashing a stream of cum deep inside him. You grabbed underneath his arms and hugged him passionately as you kissed him and continued to unleash your cum, still thrusting deep inside him.

It was in that moment that you also began spilling your gel into Joey’s ass, He was in so much pleasure and there was so much cum that he didn’t even realize. He just continued to moan and spasm as he blacked out from pleasure and my invading gel. You woke up a few moments after and couldn’t help but immediately moan and squirm and curl your toes as you had your hot and sweaty macho Dad passed out, pinning you to the bed, with all 8 inches of his still hard cock buried deep inside you. Your back arched as you wrapped my new sexy legs around your dad and began thrusting yourself onto his still hard dick. Shudders went up your spine, your toes continued to curl, and you couldn’t contain your moaning as you reached a point of no return. Joey’s precum had you lubed, and each time you thrusted yourself onto your Dad’s huge cock, your own new dick fucked your dad’s hot abs. Soon this was too much, and your whole body convulsed as your hole squeezed Dad’s dick and you began cumming in between Dad’s and your toned abs. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his sleeping lips passionately as you made one final thrust before relaxing Joey’s hips and just lying there, in orgasmic bliss with a big cock still mostly deep inside you. Your Dad’s cum felt so good inside you.

— ( Alternative Ending I ) —

With your dad still on top of Joey’s body, you hear him moan as he regains consciousness. He groans as his eyes slowly open. “Wha-” he says as he wakes up. “What’s going on.” he mutters. As his body squirms on top of you. As he tries to get up, he slowly realizes something is off. His eyes open wide when he realizes someone is underneath him.“What the fuck!” he groans. Dad tries to get up, but a look of shock appears on his face when he realizes his dick is still firmly inside Joey’s ass. Dad is so shocked by what’s going on, he freezes with a confused look on his face. You smile as you look at his sexy face. “What’s going on?” Dad asks, not knowing what else to say.

“Well, Rick, looks like you really know how to show a guy a good time.” you say flirtatiously. Dad, still in shock, takes his hard dick out of Joey’s ass. You moan as he does that. A little cum squirts out of Joey’s dick and on your dad’s chest. “Oh, fuck.” you moan, clenching Joey’s ass tight enough to not let any sperm out. Dad lays down on his back, grabbing his head. You look over to your dad, his chest and abs glistening with cum and sweat. Fuck, he looks sexy. You just want to make your way back inside of him.

“That was incredible Rick, but I think it’s time you and Cody get back to your father/son bonding.” you say. Dad looks around, seeing his cum and sweat covered body. His penis is still rock hard.

“What the fuck is going on? Who are you?” he says, disoriented.

“Well Rick, why don’t I show you.” you say, gesturing to the T.V. you used earlier to show your dad what you did inside of him.

“Cody?” he asks, with a confused look on his face.

“Yea, but right now I’m Joey.” you respond. “But I think it’s time I get back into you. I miss being in you already.” you use Joey’s fingers to rub dad’s nipples. “So, how do you want me to get back into you? You dick seems to be the most fun.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you! You sick fuck!.” he yells. In both shock and terror, your father gets out of bed and backs away from you.

“Don’t pretend you don’t love it. I know you can feel all the pleasure, and I know you like it.” you giggle. “And who are you calling sick? You’re the one who can’t get enough of this. You’re the one who loves having his son inside of him. Your dick is so hard it’s pulsing.” you taunt. He looks down to see his dick pulsing and, embarrassed, tries to cover it up.“You don’t have to worry about that.” you say, walking up to him. “I’ve seen your dick before. I’ve pounded it before. I even felt it inside this body. I know your dick better than you do.”

By now you’re right in front of your dad in Joey’s naked, cum coated body. “Get the fuck away from me!” Dad says, pushing you away. You stumble back, but regain your balance quickly. “You’re sick! I’m your father!” he yells with a look of distress on his face.

You laugh.“You’re so sexy when you act tough. I can’t wait to get back in you.” You reach down and start pulling on Joey’s dick. Your slime body oozes out, spilling onto the floor. Your father looks at you, leaving Joey’s body, completely speechless. You collect as a puddle on the floor as Joey’s body falls to the floor, unconscious.

“C-cody?” your dad asks, walking up to you. He pokes your slime body and pokes you. It feels weird and your slime body shakes. Dad jumps back, not knowing what to do. “Cody. Can you hear me?”

Looking’ up at your father, you’re able to ‘see’ his body in a way you never could before. You can ‘see’ the chemicals in his body, the blood flowing to his dick, the neurons firing in his brain, and it all makes sense to you. It’s like you can understand what his body is saying, and right now it’s saying that your dad is scared. Scared because he doesn’t know what’s going on or what to do, but also scared because your dad wants you to possess him and he doesn’t want admit it to himself. You crawl over to your father, who’s still stunned by what’s going on. 

“C-cody. What are you doing?” he asks. You pick up the pace and make a run for your dad’s manhood. “Cody, no! Not again!” he cries, backing up against the wall. You begin making your way inside him. “Cody, please. Sto-” dad tries to say. Immediately as you start entering his dick, your dad’s body fills with euphoria. His eyes roll to the back of his head as his knees begin to buckle. “C-cody… Please. Please don’t do thi-” he moans as you race into his body. While your dad tries to put up a fight, his body betrays him as it welcomes your slime into it. With one final slosh, you fully enter your father’s body. He continues to try to fight, but all his efforts are in vain. His body quickly gives way to your control.

“Fuck.” your dad says with a distressed look on his face before you take control. Your dad quickly goes from looking distressed to being relaxed as you get resettled in it. You smile and bask in the afterglow of that incredible experience. As you enjoy being back in your dad’s body, you hear Joey moan as he regains consciousness.

— ( Alternative Ending II ) —

You lie there in orgasmic bliss as you hear your father moan when he regains consciousness. A child-like smile appears on his face as he wakes up. Without thinking, dad pulls his dick out of Joey’s ass.

“Oh, fuck.” you moan, cum squirting out of Joey’s dick as dad’s manhood slides out. Dad turns over and lies next to you on his back with his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” Dad says under his breath. He opens his eyes and turns to look at you. “Joey? What’s going on?” he asks.

“Well Rick. I could always show you.” you say, gesturing to the TV.

“Cody?” your dad asks. He looks around and sees the cum on his body, he then realize what probably happened. “Oh, fuck me!” he says laughing. “Oh man, Cody. You really took me for a ride.” You look at him, confused by his reaction.

“You’re not mad?” you ask.

Dad calms down, trying to stop laughing. “Fuck no. Cody, this is incredible!”

“So, wait. You can see what’s going on when I’m in you?” you ask, your confusion growing.

“No, but I feel everything. And man, it feels better than anything I can describe.”

“So,” you say seductively. You reach out and rub your dad’s nipples and he moans. “Can I get back inside of you?” Dad’s rock hard dick starts pulsing as he smiles and nods. “Ok, good.” You use your free hand to rub Joey’s dick. You can feel your slime body beginning to exit as you moan, enjoying the last few moments inside Joey. Your red slime body begins leaking out, “Mmmm, yea.” you say under your breath. After a few minutes, you feel your consciousness slipping, until finally everything goes black.

“Cody? Are you awake.” you hear your dad say as you regain consciousness in your slime form. You slosh around, signaling yes. “Good. Do what you’re gonna do, son.” your dad says, getting ready for you to enter his cock. You crawl over to your dad’s dick and start pumping yourself in. “Oh, fuck Cody!” your dad yells. You decide to up the intensity and rush into his dick. “Oooohhhh God! Yes!” he moans, his hips thrusting into the air. With the final slosh, you finish entering your father’s body. His dick explodes, cum leaving your father’s dick like piss. “Fuck!” dad says before you take full control.

“It feels good to be back.” you say, feeling amazing being back in your dad’s body. Soon after you take back control of your father’s body, Joey wakes up. 

“Mmmm, that was incredible Rick.” he moans as he wakes up.

“You have no idea.” you respond, trying to catch you breath. Joey leans in and passionately kisses your father’s lips. “You should probably get going.” you say seductively.

“Yea… See you soon.” Joey grabs his things and heads to the bathroom to get cleaned up while you lie down and enjoy being inside your dad’s macho body, thinking of what you’re going to do next.

—

Now that Joey is gone, you get ready to do something you’ve always wanted to do. You look in the mirror and see your dad’s sweaty, naked body. “Hey there sexy.” you say with a sexy smile. A big part of you wants to stay nice and dirty, but what you want to do would probably be better with a clean body.You take a hot shower and savor the feeling of warm water cleaning your dad’s body.

“Yea, that feels good, you filthy beast. Doesn’t it?” you say, knowing your dad can hear you on some level. You see the soap and get an idea before you leave the shower. “Better make sure you’re clean on the inside, too.” You use the soap as lube to slide your father’s fingers into his ass. His ass is so tight, you feel an intense pain shoot through his body, but you control your dad’s breathing as you use his fingers to milk his prostate. “Oh fuck.” you say, overcome by the unexpected rush of euphoria. You lean against the wall of the shower as you continue to gently rub your dad’s prostate. The pleasure is so intense, your dad’s knees buckle and his eyes roll back out of your control. “Here is comes.” you say under your breath. You finally climax. Your dad’s dick shoots out more cum than you thought possible. His body is overrun with so much pleasure, you thought it would pass out, but you maintain control and finish up your shower. After you dry up, you walk over to your dad’s closet and pull out a t-shirt, a leather jacket, and a pair of jeans.You put them on, and look at your dad’s reflection in the mirror.

“Wow dad, you look like a sexy bad ass. I don’t know why you don’t wear this every day.” you say, feeling manly and powerful. You make some faces in the mirror and play around with your dad’s body, having fun while you can. You feel your dad’s stomach grumble. “Looks like the sexy beast is hungry.” you say with a smile. You decide to have lunch with your dad rather than in him. You take out his dick and start rubbing it, feeling your slime crawl out. Within moments, your slime starts streaming out. “Oh, fucking God…” you moan, leaning up against the mirror to keep your balance. Everything starts to fade out as the last piece of slime leaves your dad’s dick, until finally you’re out and your dad falls to the floor. You wake up as a puddle on the floor, but quickly go back to your human form. Your dad moans as he regains consciousness.

“Mmmm, that was incredible.” he groans. You walk over to him.

“Dad?” you ask. He looks up at you and smiles.

“Hey there Cody. What happened? I thought you and Joey were spending the day together.”

“He left.” You help your dad get up. “I felt your stomach growling and thought we should talk over lunch.” Dad stretches after standing. God he looks hot. He looks down and sees his dick sticking out. Dad nonchalantly puts his dick back in his pants and zips up his jeans.

“Whatever you say champ.” he says before making his way to the kitchen. He makes a few sandwiches for the two of you and you sit down at the kitchen counter to eat with him. “So, what are you gonna do now?” Dad asks.

Wrestling with some Feelings

“Wh-What are you doing…?“ Ahmed moaned as a trail of slime slid into his singlet. Just the very touch caused his body to react with an eruption of pleasurable waves. He collapsed onto the locker room floor, slowly humping the floor to get any sort of friction on his hardening dick. "Haa… aahhhh…haaa…! This isn't… right.” Ahmed bit down on his lip before letting down another desperate moan. So caught up in this invasive bliss that he didn’t even care when the slimy creature squeezed itself into his leaking cock. Instead, he welcomed it. Thoughts of championships and the thrill of victory soon vanished beneath a blanket of ecstasy. “Ah! Ahhh! H-Holy fuck, I'm—!”

It all happened so quickly. One moment, esteemed professor Dr. Brown was on the cusp of hitting a breakthrough in his academic paranormal research. The next moment, Dr. Brown was hiding in a cabinet while an angry spirit ran loose inside his lab.

Dr. Brown held his hand against his mouth in an effort to stifle his breathing. The spirit was going on a rampage in his lab. He could hear the sounds of glass breaking and heavy machinery getting knocked over. Dr. Brown forced himself to swallow a breath. He could feel his heartbeat growing louder with every second spent inside the metal cabinet.

This isn't supposed to be happening... Not to me! Geniuses don't make mistakes!

Dr. Brown thought to himself. Having a PhD at the young age of 26 put him a cut above the rest. But unfortunately, the accolades and fame got to his head. He became cocky, and it showed in his work. Brown had been attempting to summon a creature from beyond our world for quite some time now. While he had accomplished his goal, he did it with reckless abandon. Now he was suffering the consequences of his carelessness.

Dr. Brown pressed his ear against the cabinet door. A cold chill ran down his spine as he heard the spirit let out a loud ghastly moan. Dr. Brown shuddered within the confines of the cabinet. He swallowed his breath again. He continued listening, and his ears perked up when he heard the sound of the lab doors opening. Dr. Brown waited a minute, and once he was sure the coast was clear, he proceeded to step out of the cabinet. First he peeked his head out, then left the cabinet altogether. He gasped at the sight of his prized lab in shambles after the spirit rampaged. But he knew there were more pressing matters at hand. He needed to stop the wild spirit before the general public could find out.

Dr. Brown hurried to the double doors, but just as he was about to exit the lab, he could hear the spirit's blood curdling scream getting closer again. The spirit was fast. By the time the sound registered in Dr. Brown's mind, the spirit had already slammed through the double doors and into Dr. Brown.

The force of the impact sent him flying. Dr. Brown landed harshly onto his back. The pain from the landing was unbearable, but he knew he needed to persevere. But unfortunately for Dr. Brown, the spirit was already on top of him. Using its psychic energy, the spirit lifted Dr. Brown up from the ground and stripped him of his clothes. Dr. Brown tried to fight back, but the pressure the spirit was exerting on his body was too much. Dr. Brown could only whimper as he was floating naked midair.

He could see the spirit up close now. The sight of its distorted face terrified him. Luckily for Dr. Brown, he didn't need to look at it for long as the spirit began forcing its way into Dr. Brown. Using his mouth, nose, ears, dick slit, and asshole, Dr. Brown was being penetrated in every hole his body possessed. The spirit was quickly filling up his body, and all Dr. Brown could do was gag and moan in pleasure as the spirit invaded his body. It only took a few seconds for the spirit to finish the job. Dr. Brown's body lowered to the ground. His possessed body began to wiggle on the ground as the spirit made itself comfortable in its new fleshie vessel.

"Dr. Brown!!" a man rushed into the lab. He was taken aback by the sight of his naked superior on the ground, squirming and groaning in an erotic way. The man wanted to look away, but his fantasy of finally seeing Dr. Brown naked had come true. He couldn't help but watch. "Dr. Brown? Are you alright?"

Dr. Brown's eyes snapped open. An eerie smile spread across his face as the spirit took full control over his body.

"Never been better... In fact, why don't you come over here and make Daddy feel even better? I can't wait to feel what it's like to get fucked again..."

The ghost winked at the man, and the man proceeded to fuck Dr. Brown, not knowing what had just happened in the lab only moments prior.

Garret stood idly under the hot shower, allowing the gentle flowing water to cascade over his body. It was definitely nice to finally be able to relax after a long day of not only working at his woodwork shop but also doing some volunteering work at a nearby homeless shelter. He’d been doing it a lot over the last couple years alongside helping out at one of the local elderly homes. Something about it just made him feel like he was really doing something good with his life. But still, getting a nice shower after it all was always a great way for him to wind down.

He had just begun to lather himself up with soap when suddenly it felt as though something were rubbing against his chest. A pair of hands? Yet he looked down and saw nothing. Garret then let out a gasp of shock as he felt a pressure against his back. It was as if something were bear hugging him from behind. And yet looking over his shoulder there was nothing!? He’d already begun panic by this point but it was nothing compared to the horror he felt when something was rammed inside his asshole. A cock!?

Yelping in pain (and a little pleasure), Garret tried his best to free himself from whatever this invisible force was but to no avail. His body had become weak, hardly able to move a muscle. He continued to fight against it but it was no use as the force of what felt like a skinny dude restraining him had begun to fuck his hole slowly. What in the hell was happening!? It felt as though this invisible cock was somehow sinking deeper and deeper inside with every pound until eventually the thrusting stopped. Instead, the invisible spirit’s hips were now sinking inside Garret as well, almost as if this being’s body was somehow entering his body! Once again Garret tried everything he could to break free but this thing just continued to hug him tighter as it slowly but surely submerged itself inside.

Before long this mysterious ghost, spirit or whatever it was had been fully sucked inside the hunky naked man’s form. At first Garret felt release as he was no longer being restrained, gasping for air as he leaned on the shower wall for support. Mere moments later however there was an odd stirring sensation vibrating through his body. That’s when it began.

It all started with the fat cock swinging between his thighs starting to twitch a little involuntarily. This went on for a couple seconds until suddenly it sprung up to full mast! He couldn’t stop a groan from escaping his lips at the feeling of such. He’d never gone from soft to hard that fast before. It was almost instant!

“Hahahaha! Your dick is already obeying me Garret. It won’t be long before the rest of your body does the same!” A somewhat familiar voice echoed inside his head.

“W-who said that!? Who’s there!?” Grant yelled out frantically.

“Take a guess asshole! You basically tortured me throughout high school. You and your dumbass friends beat the shit out of me all the time. You stole my lunch on multiple occasions. Made sure nobody would want to be friends with me. Not to mention the time you stole all my clothes while I was getting changed after gym class!”

With that Garret’s eyes widened at the sudden realisation. “No way… James!?” His mind was immediately thrown back about 10+ years to high school. That’s why the voice sounded so familiar! It was that scrawny nerd of a kid that him and his buddies had bullied mercilessly. The chuckle that echoed through his mind more or less confirmed his suspicion.

“Not for much longer. Soon I’ll be the new Garret Falkner!” As if in cue when James announced this, Garret could no longer control his lower body. His legs were moving completely against his will!

Soon after the bearded hunk of a man began to realise exactly what James meant. “Wait! N-No!” He bellowed. “I-I-I’m sorry! I’m not that guy anymore! I promise I’m not!!!” Despite his pleas Garret soon found his lack of control moving up his body. His glutes tensed for a moment as James took control of his ass before continuing up his back and abdomen, muscles flexing against his will along the way.

“Yeah fuckin right. You were the biggest bully in our school back then. Guys like you never change!” With that Garret’s arms were swiftly taken over only for them to immediately start caressing his hairy pecs and pinching at his nipples. “Which is why when I finally figured out that body possession spell you were the first one that came to mind!” James proclaimed. “Didn’t take long to figure out where you lived and how fuckin hot you’d become after looking through your socials. Well… how hot I’m gonna be anyway!” He laughed

Garret had no idea what he could do or say that would stop this madness. All he could think to do was beg. “Seriously you don’t understand! I know I used to be a huge asshole but I really have changed since then! It’s been over a decade and I’m not even friends with any of those other jerks anymore! Please! You have to believe me! You ha-aaughh… to-rrrghh…” Garret struggled to speak as James’ control spread up towards his neck.

There was a couple moments of silence until…

“Like I’d ever believe you.” Garret grunted only it wasn’t him speaking anymore. It was James. He had finally taken full control of his former bully’s body. He proceeded to grin with an almost sinister smile as he looked down at his stolen body. So hairy and muscular in all the right places. It was everything he’d ever wanted.

Now it seemed to be that the roles were reversed. James was now the one in ownership of the body and speaking aloud while Garret was the one who’s voice only echoed inside their head. He continued to beg and plead with James, trying his utmost to convince the body snatcher that he was no longer the bully he once was. “Fuck fuck fuck! I don’t know how you did this man but you’ve gotta stop! Please just gi-” He was cut off before he was able to finish.

“Not a fucking chance in hell!” James guffawed in Garret’s deep husky voice. For both his own pleasure and to torment Garret, James took to admiring his new form. He stepped out of the shower and made his way towards the bathroom mirror. Flexing his arms, groping his pecs, running his hands through his beard. “Ugffff fuckin hell… I’ve always wanted to be this buff and hairy…” he mumbled to himself.

He even went as far as to guide one hand back towards his new muscle ass and tease the tight hole back there a little, loving how it tensed at the touch. “Mmm and I’m definitely gonna need to dildo to get this hole used to taking dick before I find a hot bear or daddy to resize it for good.” Hearing James say this threw Garret into even more of a panicked frenzy. Yet there was still nothing he could do to stop the body snatcher from inspecting his ass before giving it a hard smack.

Garret’s cock at been bucking and bouncing at full length the entire time. Though James had done his best to ignore it in an effort to save the best till last, he couldn’t help himself any longer. The inner protests from its real owner only grew as James gently gripped his new member, sending shivers through his body. Garret’s body really was bigger in every way. This new cock was much thicker and longer than James’ old one and man did it feel amazing. It wasn’t long until he was stroking away and allowing moan after deep moan to slip from his bearded lips.

“Ooooh yeaahhh… fuuuck all I have to do is cum… then your body is mine forever!”

Hearing that set off all kinds of alarm bells in Garret’s mind. “W-WHAT!? YOU CAN’T!” He was practically screaming internally now.

“Jesus Christ can you shut up. The more you shout the quicker I want to get this over with.” James wanted to savour his first load a little more but Garret was swiftly giving him a headache with all his raving. And so his pumps grew more aggressive, going back and forth along his entire shaft before rubbing the tip with his thumb and bringing it up to his mouth to taste the sticky precum.

It was almost like that tiny serving of pre had fuelled him with a primal energy as James went back to stroking his dick even more furiously than before! Now he was desperate. Desperate to unload his balls. Desperate to make his former bully pay. But most of all he was desperate to keep this sexy body! “Oh Fuck Yeah! I’m Garret Falkner Now!” He proclaimed as his ass tensed and his loaded welled up. The last thing he remembered was Garret screaming for him to stop but it was already too late. The flood gates opened and before long James was launching stud cum all over the bathroom floor and sink.

From what James understood, he assumed that Garret’s soul would be flung out of the body after he assumed ownership of it. And at first the seemed to be the case. As James slowly came down from his orgasm he noticed how Garret’s inner voice had faded. However he would soon find that his assumption wasn’t all correct.

Moments after busting his new ball batter, James’ eyes began to roll back slightly and twitch as something bizarre took place inside his body. As it turned out Garret was still in there only now the orgasm had triggered his mind to start melding with James’. On the outside it seemed they were just stood their with a blank expression but internally James and Garret were becoming one. All of their memories, traits, likes, dislikes, hobbies, personality traits and everything else that made them who they were started the blend together…

A couple minutes later James came back too, breathing heavily. Only he wasn’t the same as before. Suddenly he had all sorts of new feelings and emotions running through his mind. It was like their consciousness’ had tried to merge but but since James was so dominant it was more like he’d just absorbed Garret instead. He’d gained full access to everything that made a Garret himself, some of it even being engrained into him.

“Oh… fuck…” James muttered as he sorted through all of his new memories. “Guess he was telling the truth…” He saw the memories of Garret beginning to reflect on his actions after high school, cutting contact with his old bully friends and evolving to become a better person. To be honest James probably could’ve figured it out while looking through Garret’s socials but he was too blinded by his memories of the old Garret to ever want to believe he could change.

For a moment their was a twinge of guilt that ran through him… but that was swiftly overshadowed. After all revenge wasn’t the only reason he stole this body. It was also because Garret was hotter than James ever believed he could be and would probably look even hotter while taking a giant dick up his ass! Besides James never claimed to be a good person himself. If anything this was an even better outcome than he’d planned. Now he had every bit of knowledge he’d ever need to pull off being Garret Falkner without anyone so much as batting an eye.

With that James took pleasure in licking his cum soaked hand clean and savouring the delicious taste knowing that it was his now and forever. He took a deep breath and smiled. Perhaps Garret wasn’t as deserving of this punishment as James had originally thought him to be but it didn’t matter now. What was done, was done and their was no way in hell he was ever gonna go back after experiencing what this body had to offer. And so he gave his reflection a wink before stepping back under the hot shower to further familiarise himself with all his new assets.

———

Three months had passed since that day. ‘Garret’ had been enjoying every moment of his stolen life and even more so being able to fully convince everyone close to him that he was exactly who he appeared to be. After all, with the original now apart of him, the new Garret was able to perfectly mimic the habits, speech patterns and personality of the old Garret. Some of which was intentional, some not as much.

For example he found himself getting majorly into the gym and fitness by tapping into Garret’s drive to stay in shape but at the same time he also found himself loving things like soccer regardless of what he did. Like it was apart of him now permanently. It was strange as he’d never been into it as James but something about relaxing in the evening with a cold beer while cheering as his preferred team scored a goal just felt right. If anything though unintentionally acting like Garret made him ever hornier for this life…

One massive notable difference between the new and old Garret’s that shocked everyone however was his sudden coming out as gay. It was something nobody saw coming considering the amount of chicks he used to get back in college and even still did now up until recently. Many of his friends and family thought he was joking at first until they saw him posting pictures online at gay bars and kissing other dudes.

Of course what he didn’t share online were the parts where half of those dudes ended up plowing him afterwards. Some were bears, some were muscle jocks, some were daddies. He even got a massive bodybuilder dude to jackhammer his ass one night. Feeling all that weight on top of him as that hulk of a man coated his insides with cum was euphoric. He could never have pulled half these guys back when he was James. But now, between Garret’s cute handsome face and hairy muscled body, they all just simply fell into his lap.

Now though he was looking for something more. He’d had his fun turning himself into Garret the cock hungry slut and now he wanted a guy that would stay around for more than just a few good fucks. There was an older guy he worked with that seemed to become more interested him recently since coming out. The man, who’s name was Vince, was about 7 years his senior. Thick furry dad bod, a few flecks of silver in his hair and a nice salt and pepper beard.

Suffice to say he was definitely Garret’s type and had it been anyone else he’d have had no problem asking the older man out on a date. It was mainly due to the old Garret having worked so closely with Vince these last few years in the woodworking shop they ran. They’d known each over for so long and had such a amazing friendship that it was making him nervous. But tonight was the night! After work he was gonna ask the man out to dinner and hopefully if all went well they’d be pumping each overs ass’ full with cum by the end of the night.

That in mind Garret now stood outside his new home in just a pair of gym shorts. He almost couldn’t believe this was his life now. You’d think after three months had have gotten used to it yet still on some mornings he’d wake up and be shocked when pulling back the bed sheets to reveal those well sculpted pecs. Sometimes if it was an early morning it would take his brain a few seconds to process his reflection in the mirror which then most of the time ended with him kissing said reflection. Needless to say Garret had become extremely self obsessed but could you really blame him?

He sighed, snapping out of his little daydream. He needed to get ready for his early morning gym session to get himself pumped for a day full of flirting with his daddy of a co-worker. But there was no reason he couldn’t stand out here for just a few more minutes, subtly groping his body while thinking about the irony of it all. The same man who’d made his childhood seem like a nightmare had now become the very reason it felt like living in a wet dream. He would thank the original Garret for that but being as they were now one in the same, he probably already knew.

When humanity first started the world was practically a void. We Gods occupied it first, all comprising of a basic element that made an inhabitable world. While we enjoyed living amongst ourselves, sharing our elemental creations with one another life soon became stale. So, we all collaborated and created humans; the perfect being. Humans lived in tune with us, inhabiting small stretches of land produced by Terra, the God of Earth. They played in the waters created by me, and drank from it to survive.

As humanity developed emotions and fell in love we realized that the land we could create for them would not be enough to sustain the growing population. Us Gods came together and agreed that our time inhabiting earth like its citizens was over. We would sacrifice our bodies, using the mana released to create a beautiful, large inhabitable planet for humans to care for.

Now, in the modern day humans were destroying the Earth. They credited their existence to gods who never existed, and the sacrifice of me and my close friends was forgotten. As well as the promise to look after what we had created for them. While we no longer had bodies, many of us stayed on as mana imbued in our respective part of the Earth, watching the pains that humans were causing us.

Terra and I finally had enough one day. We along with other gods decided that we would return as citizens of the Earth, using the bodies of our descendants whose ancestors were blessed with our bloodlines during the creation of humanity. We’d use these bodies to become voices for the Earth and its elements, to restore things to the way they were meant to be.

We returned to the site of creation, today known as Australia. Here, the first humans and animals were created. The effects of the creation lingered today, giving way to its…colorful reputation. We had Animus, God of Animals to thank for that. Since we had no physical forms we would move through our respective elements, taking control of our descendants through their connection to our element.

Adrian, my descendant had loved water since he was born. He could hold his breath for a full minute, and swam the second he was put into water. He was incapable of growing body hair since it would compromise his ability to swim faster. He was wearing nothing but a white tank top and was about to wash his face right after waking up when I struck, moving through the water in the pipes. The contact to his skin was all I needed. Blood like ours did not fade, he had as much of me in him as my first creation, even if its benefits were latent. As such there was no need for a battle, his control over his body went quickly.

I let out a sigh of pleasure, finally having a physical body once more. “Oh, I have a craving…” I walked to his shower, immediately turning it on and stepping underneath it. I moaned out in pleasure almost instantly. As vain as it was to say, I missed being able to feel my element. No physical form meant no feeling, and I had longed to feel the flow of water on my skin ever since I sacrificed my form for humanity.

Nearby, at a local lake a man named Terrence was enjoying the feeling of mud on his skin. A descendant of Terra he had thick skin, he never scraped or cut himself in his entire life. He had stamina like no other, and his strength was unparalleled. Terra navigated through the dirt until he found Terrence, who was already enveloped in mud. The takeover was swift for him as well and he closed his eyes, feeling me because of his proximity to water. I felt him in my mind and knew where he was.

I grinned as I closed my eyes, feeling the power that my body once held. I felt the water Terra was in, felt the warmth of the sun over it, and even his impressive new body…in moments I was there, rising from the water with a massive grin. “Oh, words cannot express how much I have missed doing that.”

We may be Gods that created the very material of the Earth, but we were still people. We had urges, and upon seeing our new physical forms, both Terra and I felt those urges bubbling to the surface. I waved a hand, and instantly the lake was covered in a thick fog, granting us a moment of privacy. Our lips clashed with urgency, and I moaned at the taste of a fleck of mud on his lips. I missed tasting, and the mud was savory to me because it was the perfect mixture of water and earth, just as we were. I pinned him against the shore of the smaller body of water he was in, grinding our cocks against each other and moaning in unison with him. Despite being but a pond, the water behind us started to move, creating small waves. The dirt mixed with sand beneath us started to shift, a seismic wave pushing it back with each thrust of my cock.

“My body can take it Agua!” He cried out in pleasure, looking resolutely into my eyes. “Fuck me, you know I’ve wanted this for centuries…” who was I to say no? Despite his body’s strength, I swirled my finger and water moved, wrapping itself around my cock to wet it. A small barrier of water remained on it as I pushed into Terra’s new, tight hole, earning a loud moan that pierced the fog. The water barrier weakened as my cock got in deeper, wetting his hole for me to ensure easy access.

For @ryusensworld20​

Fuck Yeah! Your sister’s boyfriend was so hot! Perfectly handsome face, ripped athletic body, and nice musky pits. You could spend hours just diving into those armpits of his and inhale them for all that’s worth.

She always got the hottest guys. You were envious of that. Thankfully it played out in your favour as it made it so much easier for you to hop into their half naked bodies in the bathroom as they took a leak after sleeping with your sis.

Then, using their sexy ripped bodies you could go out and sleep with all sorts of hot gay guys and jerk yourself off whenever you wanted! Until you’d get caught cheating on “your girlfriend” with another man, that is. She’d dump him, find another hot new hunk to date, and you’d just possess them all over again.

Yes! Yes! At last! I had finally done it! I had managed to transcribe and translate this ancient scroll I had found hidden in the library’s backroom. Three years of constant studying and dedication, just for this exact moment. I felt it the very first time I touched the dry parchment; how valuable it really was and the power that it held. Of course, it certainly helped that I understood two of the words on it: “Soul”, and “Possession”...

I was finally going to do it. Follow the instructions on the scroll, sever my soul from my own body, and find a perfect vessel to take possession of. I had to be extremely careful though, since the incantation consisted of burning up the scroll and carving glyphs on my arms till I bled out. The process was irrevocable and if done wrong could end up with my soul dissolving into nothingness. Or worse, stuck in limbo for all eternity. However, month of preparation meant it would most likely go flawlessly.

So, I sat down of the wooden floor, drew some lines around myself, burned the parchment while reading the incantation of a foreign language, before I painfully carved the signs onto my body. Then, with my eyes closed and my mind relaxed, I felt how some greater force immediately began to pull my entire being out of my physical self. An ethereal, almost see-through and wispy naked form of myself, emerged out from my back. I felt light, free… yet so so empty… A soul required a body to anchor itself to this world, so I only had a few hours before I’d vanish completely.

I gave my old lifeless, bleeding body one last glance before floating out of the apartment. I felt sorry for my flatmate who would most likely come home to see my dead limp body in the living room, with a letter next to it describing why I had taken my own life. She always talked about wanting to see a real dead body though, so I hope it’ll lives up to her expectations…

Anyway, as I was floating across the city on my way to Hollywood, with my mind having made up on taking on the life of some hunky big celebrity, my thoughts drifted back to my hometown and childhood. To be specific, my childhood bully Oliver Hawkins. Back then, he was the cause of all my nightmares, and even nowadays his words and treatment of me still influenced my actions. I couldn’t get myself a boyfriend, because my self-esteem was too shattered to put myself out there. I didn’t have any real friends, because I was always afraid they’d take advantage of me like he did. And I could never advance in my job, because in my mind I constantly told myself I was useless and worthless… just like how he often called me back then.

Back then I never dared raise a hand against him, but now, in my spectral form, perhaps I could mess with him and get my sweet revenge. With that thought in mind I found myself dart towards my hometown.

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I still remember his place so well. Many parties were held there, as well as many bad memories. His parents, as nice as they were, were often too rich and busy to be home. They were always out on some business trips, which meant Oliver and his gang would drag me here and force me into doing all sorts of humiliating things… No, I wasn’t here to reminisce about my past. I was here to see Oliver, give him some just desserts, and then move on with my new future.

It didn’t take me long to find him in the backyard, busily working out in his own fancy home gym while talking with some friend on his wireless ear pods . He had grown substantially since I last saw him, looking almost like a roided-out body-builder. His face still had that angry scowl which used to scare the living hell out of me. With his huge sweaty muscles on display for me, I almost considered taking him over, but then I thought better of myself. Do I really want to be a spoiled roidbeast who had most likely made a lot of enemies in his past? No, of course not. So instead I settled on just observing him for a while. Listening and watching, pondering if he had somehow changed for the better over the years. If that was the case, messing with him did not sit right with me.

However, just as I thought of leaving, a female couple walked past their house with a baby stroller. As they were holding hands and laughing, I watched as Oliver stared intensely at them before suddenly standing up and shouted some discriminate slurs towards them. Spitting spitefully on the ground, he then went on to talk shit about them with his friend. Guess some things never change, huh.

Reverting my decision earlier, I immediately began to think of what to do to really mess with him. Tie his laces together, fill his water bottle with dog piss, unscrew one of the bolts on the weight rack he used… so many possibilities. However, to my unfortunate discovery, I soon realized that because I had no physical form I was also unable to interact with physical objects. In disappointment I decided to instead to swing and kick at him. To my surprise, my punch to his face did connect and almost stick together for a brief second before I pulled away, leaving both my hand and his face feeling weird. Confused and dazzled he looked around, while wondrously rubbing his chin. However, no visible bruise or mark was seen. I realized I must have punched his soul or something. Though I would have loved to continue messing with him and his soul in this kind of way, I also remember how the entire process of “possession” was supposed to take place. And I wasn’t going to risk it happening to him and me, especially now that I found out how shitty of a person he still was.

So, I gave him one last quick slap across his face before beginning my flight towards Hollywood and all its famous stars.

Since I was intangible and everything just passed through me, I decided to just beeline straight through their house as it was the quickest way possible. I phased through their kitchen, the living room, an office upstairs, and was almost about to phase out the house before I heard a low groan. I should have kept going, but curiosity got hold of me.

So, turning around I floated towards the sound, entering first a private bathroom before ending up in a bedroom. The sight no doubt leaving me speechless.

It was a messy bedroom with clothes, books and trophies littered about. The room stunk of sex and musk, and wet paper towels cluttered the floor. On the unkempt bed laid a handsome young man, looking all disheveled and sweaty, while furiously tugging at his own member. While clenching his teeth and wincing his eyes, it was apparent how he tried hard not to make too much off a sound.

“Oh fuck… Amanda’s so sexy…. and Claire’s so cute… yeah… Yeah!” He moaned under his hot breath, supposedly thinking about classmates of his. A few more seconds passed before he threw his head back and arched his back. Letting the floodgates open, he groaned so intensely I could see the veins on his neck pop out. His seed was splattered everywhere; on his hand, his flat stomach, even up towards his chest. A satisfied smile crept up on his handsome face as he took a deep breath.

“Oh yeah… that was great… I hope Oliver didn’t hear me though…” He raspy voice spoke, as he took some towels and wiped himself off, before throwing them on the cluttered floor and laying back down for a quick nap.

That’s when I realized who this young teen was! It was Asher, the 19-year old younger brother of Oliver! I almost didn’t recognize him! He had grown so much since I last saw him, constantly hanging around his older brother and wanting to be just as cool. Back then he had been such a cute kid, and now he had turned into such a fine man. He was athletic with smooth taut muscles, his chin and chest was adorned with a small light stubble and bush, and his manhood had an incredible girth to it. Though there were a few resemblances to his brother, they looked nothing alike each other. While Oliver had the look of the rugged, menacing, dark type you did not want to fight with, Asher here was the handsome, friendly, bright one who you wished were your next door neighbour. Although seeing the condition of his room, he was a lot messier than what one would assume.

I could barely believe what was happening. I had just watched my former bully’s younger brother jerk one off, and now I was floating here mesmerized by what I was seeing, smelling… feeling…? What was I feeling? It was weird, but it felt like something inside of me suddenly awakened. Something that told me that he, Asher, was the one.

Although I was shaking my head and trying to clear my mind, my spectral form found itself floating closer to the bed completely instinctively. I found myself inches away from his skin, slowly gazing at his thick leg muscles, admiring the small birthmarks on his smooth chest, and appreciating that cute handsome face that still had a few beads of sweat left on it. He was perfect, in every shape and form, and if I so desired… it could all be mine…

I tried to reason with myself. I was an intangible soul, who had been gifted with an incredible ability. I could literally be anyone in the entire world, no matter how famous, rich, or sexy they were… and yet here I was, seriously considering Asher, the little brother of my former childhood bully. And though I knew nothing of his life, one could easily tell from the sport trophies that adorned his shelves, the pile of school notes on the table, and the happy family photos on the walls, that he was some kind of golden boy in their family. Someone they were all proud of, had high expectations of, and who would surely lead the family one day. He had everything I never had, and was everything I always wanted to be… Smart, athletic, handsome, masculine, successful. And as evidently by the prior experience, incredibly virile.

With my mind made up, I slowly reached my hands down towards Asher’s pretty sleeping face. Softly and carefully I traced my ethereal fingers across his lips, down his neck, until my fingers were caressing his soft snoring chest. And though my touch seemed to give him some shivers, he kept sleeping through it all. I took a deep breath (not that I needed any air) before plunging my entire hand into his chest. The feeling of rummaging through someone’s body was indescribably… strange, so I quickly seized what I assumed to be his soul and pulled.

Asher’s eyes suddenly shot open, as did his mouth. Almost as if gasping for air, he had this shocked and terrified look on his face. His hands clenched and his toes curled, as I began to pull more and more of his incorporeal self out. I watched as his ghostly chest emerged from his physical one, but it was quickly pulled back down. His soul was struggling against leaving its vessel, which was expected, so I had no choice but to invoke the incantation again. Immediately the glyphs that I had carved on my former physical body appeared on my arms, glowing brightly with a blue sheen. This suddenly gave me a surge of strength, allowing me to further drag his soul out.

It was a hard fought battle as I pulled and pushed inside his chest until it finally gave way. With a forceful yank I felt it come loose, his very soul. Slowly but surely I witnessed the spectral form of Asher emerge up from his body, and as his soul severed the contact with his physical form, the body made one last gasp before falling limp. Its eyes still wide and its open mouth began to drool. Asher, in spirit form, finally came to his senses and began to curiously inspect his practically see-through hands and his now ethereal naked form. Though still dazzled and confused he began to look around his higher point of view… until his eyes finally landed on me. Me, now floating there in the corner of his room and gleefully staring at him. As by reaction his hands crossed in front of his crotch area, though it did little to hide the large mushroom head poking out under.

“W-what?! What the fuck?!! What’s going on and who are you?!!” He yelled at me, and began to back away. I didn’t give him the chance though and immediately flew closer to him. Staring at him face to face.

“Who I am doesn’t matter. However, who I will be does. It’s very important actually. It’s the sole reason why I’m here right now, and why you are now floating a few feet above your own body.” I nodded downwards.

“Holy fuck!” He exclaimed, after looking down and assuming in a panic what he now was. “I’m a freaking ghost! How did I die?! Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have jerked off five times a day!”

“F-five times?!” I said shockingly, my eyes almost bulged out. His body must have a sky-high libido and be producing a shit ton of sperm for that… it’s going to be a challenge getting used to that, that’s for sure… “W-whatever… that doesn’t matter. And you’re not dead! Just… somewhere between. Let’s just say we’re in a limbo space where souls exist and a lot of special things can happen.”

“Thank god. I seriously thought I jerked the life out of me haha…” He finally relaxed and gave me a quite handsome smile. Pearly white teeth and cute dimples on the side of his cheeks. It was going to look good on me…

“Are you dead though? You look skinny as hell, dude. You could probably use a burger… or two. Hehe..” He grinned, and suddenly I experienced flashbacks of the times in summer camp, in high school, and even in college, of Oliver harassing and humiliating me just because I was skinny, weak, and shy. I would have been fine being called a wuss and a wimp, but after he found me kissing one of the boys from our camp… it got way worse. Let’s just say I got back from that summer camp with most of my belongings either soaked or missing, with bruises all over my knees from running, and even a missing tooth. Not that my parents could do anything. We were too poor and they were too rich and influential.

“Dead? Technically yes… but not for long.” My voice and mood darkened. Sure, I felt somewhat sorry for him. However, because of those flashbacks and all those years of bullying, all I could see of him was an malicious image of his older brother Oliver. In my head I reasoned that he too would end up just like his vicious brother one day, and I would be the one to put him on the correct path. Well, more of me putting myself in his path…

“Dude… you’re grabbing me.” He said, as I looked down and saw that I had unconsciously clutched one of his wrists away from his crotch area.

“Yeah, it’ll be quick.” I gave him a sincerely kind smile before jerking him towards me in surprise. I quickly let go of his arm and wrapped my skinny ones around him as if a bear hug. Caught off guard, he tumbled into my embrace with his arms stuck to his side.

As I had come to the conclusion, though we weren’t really part of the physical realm, we could still feel and interact with other souls. Hence why I could feel Asher’s smooth albeit pale-ish skin against mine, his heart pounding rapidly against my bony chest, and his sizeable manhood pushing against mine.

“W-what are you doing? I’m not gay, man. Although I don’t discriminate. G-get away from me!” He tried to raise his arms and push me away from the sides, but quickly realized something was wrong. His arms went through me… no, disappeared inside of me. “What’s happening? S-stop this!”

“Shh… don’t fight it. The harder you fight, the longer and more exhausting this is gonna be. Just let it happen, Asher. Relax.” I told him. Although that was a lie. The truth was, if he fought hard enough and had the willpower, he could very well force us apart and quickly return back to his physical body for protection. But obviously I couldn’t tell him that.

“P-please, what do you want?! Money, lawyer… friends? I-I can be your friend! Please, don’t do this…” He was still fighting a bit, trying to get his hands free. But it only caused us to sink more into each other.

“I’m sorry. You really seem like a good kid. A good kid with a great future ahead of you, who just happened to have a shitty brother that made an enemy he shouldn’t. Revenge, jealousy, lust? I don’t know what it is I’m after. All I know is that I want this more than anything in the world right now.” I solemnly answered, as I felt my chest and arms slowly merge into him.

“And… what is that?” I head him sniffle a tear.

“You. Your soul. I want to take possession of your soul.” I turned my head to the side to give his neck a few soft kisses. He smelled good, really good. His smooth skin also rippled against my touch.

“W-w-what? I don’t know what that means!” He exclaimed, as I could hear the frustration in his voice. Our legs and crotch were now combining.

“It means I’m taking over control of well… everything you are.” I tried to bend my neck back so I could look him straight in the face. Those eyes of his, so dazzlingly beautiful. And those lips, so soft and kissable.

“W-whatever that means, please… just stop…” He cried out one last time before slumping over onto my shoulder in defeat.

“I can’t. It’s too late now. The process is almost done.” I leaned my head against his, and immediately felt how our ears and chin merged together. “Don’t worry though, you won’t feel a thing. In fact, you won’t even know I’m here once it’s complete. Once my soul has ingrained itself deeply inside yours, everything I do, everything I feel, everything I think… you’ll assume it to be your doing. Your body and mind will accept everything as true, no matter how impossible or out of your character it is; You start dating guys even though you’re completely straight? Completely normal. You find yourself always having felt hatred towards your own brother Oliver? Always have. You gain no greater pleasure than seeing your own cute face and naked body in the mirror as you jerk yourself off for the seventh time that day. You’ll scream your own name and wish that your orgasms never ended. For you, nothing have ever changed. For me, I’ll be living my entire life through your eyes, your body, through your very soul.”

“But… I-I can’t…” Was the last I heard of him before his mouth and face submerged into me.

“Your body will be the computer, you the hard drive, and me… I’ll be the internal code. The 0’s and 1’s telling everything how it works and what to do. And as an integral part I can’t be removed, as removing me would most certainly… break you…” At this point the voice was a mixture of his and mine now. The only thing visible was a hazy blur of ghostly shapes and ethereal wisps. And then, as if a void opened up in the middle of the room and sucked matter in, causing the the world to shrink just a tiny bit… there now only existed one person, one soul, in the room…

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I opened my eyes to see the entire room spinning… My eyes were darting everywhere and nowhere. My mind was feeling confused, scared, exalted, and fulfilled all at the same time. A few seconds passed though, and my mind became clear again. Actually, clearer than my mind had ever felt before.

Memories of another life than mine, knowledge of things I did not know, feelings of emotions I had never felt before, they all coursed through me and I could with ease grasp them.

What was my full name? Asher Gray Hawkins. What’s my favourite dish? Chicken tenders, dipped in vanilla ice cream. Weird, but oh so yummy. What is something that makes me react strongly? My brother’s stinky socks. Like euugh… What do I hate most of all? When someone takes something of mine without permission. Like sheesh…

It was done. I had really gone through with it. I had taken over everything that was once Asher’s. His memories, his personality, his habits. His scent, his taste, his libido. His mind, his thoughts, his inner voice… Even now as I thought of this, his mind would simply rationalize these thoughts as completely normal. To be thinking that he himself… have taken over himself. As irrational as that would be, his mind, our mind, would accept it as the only truth.

Now, the biggest surprise though wasn’t until I looked down to see my new spectral form. My arms were thick with lean muscles, my hard chest had some very familiar birthmarks, and my girthy member was now dangling between two meaty thighs. Even though I could not see my new reflection in the mirror, I knew without a doubt that I now possessed the ghostly form of Asher. I was Asher Hawkins. In mind, in soul, and soon to be… in physical body.

I descended my new wispy form towards the limp and sweaty body on the bed. The flesh that now perfectly matched my soul. My heart was beating rapidly, as I found myself imagining being inside of it, breathing its lungs, walking its legs, grimacing with its face, cumming through its cock… They would all be new feeling I would have to get used to, although to my mind and body they’d be strange everyday things to be focusing on.

As I got closer and closer to the physical form, I immediately felt a strong pulling sensation. Asher’s flesh, my future vessel, had been starving without a soul and now felt my presence. Recognizing me as its rightful owner, it yearned for me to occupy it again. And so I let it. I let it vacuum me into the perfect body, sucking every wisp of my incorporeal self inside of it, engulfing and plunging me deep into it. A feeling of eerily nothingness washed over me for a second, before all my senses returned to me.

I found myself gasping and coughing, while I stared up at a white ceiling. My body felt warm, sticky and exhausted, but my mind was riling with all sorts of new experiences. Like the familiar musk of the room, the curious taste of my saliva in my dry mouth, and the feeling of my meatier fingers onto the soft sheets. I gave myself a minute to gather my mind, before I heaved myself up in a sitting position. Looking across the room and into the full-body mirror propped against the wall, I was met with the sight of the same handsome young teen that I had observed jerking himself off a few minutes ago. I looked sweaty, disheveled, exhausted, but most of all: I looked like me, Asher. My Asher soul and my Asher body were now together and complete again. Just how it always have and always should be.

Just as a little experiment though, I cleared my throat and began to rephrase the incantation with my new raspy voice. Though I felt a bit hopefulness that maybe it would still work, I wasn’t disappointed at all when nothing happened. After all, the glyphs required to make the incantation work were carved on my old deceased flesh and my former original soul. Two things I no longer possessed, as I had shed my old body and assimilated my soul within Asher’s. There truly was no going back.

“I am Asher Hawkins, golden boy of the family, younger brother of Oliver Hawkins, and with an amazing new life and bright future ahead of me… Fuck.” The very thought of living my Asher life and hearing those words leave my mouth made me all horny again. With that I propped myself against the bed while facing the mirror, all while I begun to touch myself sensually and thrust my juicy member into my hand. “Guess I’m going for the sixth round today, huh. God I love my body, and I love being me. Me, Asher Hawkins, in body… and soul.”

— Ten Years Later —

I took a picture of myself in the mirror as I was busily packing up clothes and stuff we were bringing with us to my family’s Christmas weekend. My boyfriend Jackson was in the bathroom taking a shower, a much needed one after what we had been doing earlier this morning…

God, I still couldn’t help but be mesmerized by my own reflection. Those beautiful eyes of mine, and this handsome scruffy face, along with my perfectly fit body. I looked so damn good, and I could feel myself wanting to jerk one off right here and now. Sadly, that would have to wait as I had a family waiting for me to show up.

I did wonder if my older brother, Oliver would show up this year. Everyone in my family did. Ever since I came out to the entire family as gay he just hasn’t been the same. That and the detailed suicide letter left by one of his victims from his bullying back in his school days. A letter which held Oliver accountable for all the “misfortune” that happened in his life and cause him to end his own life. I guess the shame from his past actions and the fact that his own younger brother turned out to be that which he most despised, finally crushed him. What followed were years of falling into a spiral of alcohol and drugs.

Fortunately, being the bright and kind younger brother I was, I finally had him admitted in rehab which he’s been in and out of for the last three years or so. He did seem much better these last few months, and have even come around to start hugging me again. Though still very much warily and awkwardly.

As for me, I’ve really thrived in my new life. I finished school, landed myself the perfect job, and my family still consider me their golden boy… even though I’m no longer a “boy”. I’ve taken care of my amazing virile body, and somehow I have never been in better shape. In fact, I just seem to get more and more handsome as I age. My guess is that it all comes down to genetics. My perfect Asher genes.

I also got myself the most loving and handsome boyfriend, and we’ve been together for almost five years now. And tonight, as my special Christmas present to him, I’m about to ask him to marry me. He’s been my best friend and rock these past few years, and have even been willing to put up with my unrelenting libido. Yes, somehow my perfect body still required me to masturbate at least two times a day. Once in the morning when I wake up, and another time right after dinner. A routine which my future fiancé had already gotten used to helping out with. He loved the taste of my Asher spunk after all. Although at times I had to rub one out in the middle of the day, especially after accidentally brushing against my own crotch, or catching a glimpse of my own sizzling hot reflection…

Anyways, I never regretted the day I took possession of Asher’s soul, and turned his every thought and action into mine. He was a good-looking kid with a perfect life and a sky-high libido… who had now turned into one incredible sexy adult man. My life, our life, was absolutely perfect. And although my recovering older brother is still being a douche at times, he does seem to start coming around to the idea of me bringing Jackson over to meet our family every Christmas. I just hope Oliver doesn’t relapse when he finally sees me, his own little brother, go down on my knees and ask my boyfriend to spend the rest of his life with me.

Although not that it mattered. I was Asher Gray Hawkins, always had been and always will be. And I would live my own life, however I wanted!

Merry Christmas everyone!

OG Story: https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1210573-The-Body-Possession-Powers

It was just a day like the others. You, David, were getting out of school and heading back home, until something passed your mind. You wanted to check the new military facility, that had been constructed near your house. So, you went there, trying to avoid being seen, and entered the storehouse. Once inside, you saw a couple of containers with a strange blue liquid inside of it.

Out of nowhere, the containers fell and the liquid soaked you up. You felt himself melting down while the alarm resonated. You were being able to pass through the door and rushed out off the military facilities. When you were out, you have realized that had turned into slime. From what you have read on Tumblr, it meant you could possess people. 

You chuckled internally as you wondered who you should be your host. As far as “dream bodies” go, there are a couple of possibilities: You could go for one of the athletic, popular types, even though that is kind of cliché. You could also go for someone from a rich family, since it would be fun to have nice things and to not worry about money or anything. The best catch in school would certainly be Kyle Lakewood, the captain of the boys’ soccer team. He is one of the best athletes and one of the most popular kids in school; he also gets good grades.

Kyle Lakewood is blond, charismatic, the center of the popular group of students, and is dating the gorgeous Jenny Taylor, captain of the girls’ soccer team. He gets good grades in hard classes, and if he does not pursue a professional sports career, he is lined up to try out for medical school. He has a perfect life right now, and he is set up to have a perfect life when he leaves high school. Kyle is the person you would take if you wanted to lead a perfect life. If you wanted to screw up the perfect life too.

You traveled up the side of the house. Then, you seeped into his widow. You decided to hide behind his curtain until he fell alseep. He stayed up for a few more hours. Then he started to undress. He kicked off his black Nike shoes and pulled off his socks revealing his HUGE FEET. He then pulled off his red t shirt. What it revealed was the nicest body you had ever seen. A completely smooth hairless body. Coupled with two dark purple nipples. 

Kyle also had an outee belly button with 6 hairs of a happy trail. After tossing his shirt on the floor he removed his jeans. He threw his jeans on the floor. Leaving him in only his red briefs. He let out a yawn and jumped into his bed on top of his covers and went to sleep.

Here you thought was the golden opportunity. You slithered your way up ontop of his bed. You crawled up his right leg, then decided to crawl all the way up to his mouth and plunged deep down his throat. Kyle’s eyes slammed open as you choked him up. He convulsed and wrestled against you. His willpower was strong, he had the mind of a fighter, you expected no less from him. Taking over his body is gonna be sweet. You used your envy and lust to fuel yourself into beating Kyle as his consciousness was locked away. Once in control, you opened your beautiful blue eyes, and smirked at yoursel.

“Fuck Yeah,” you said with new virile voice.

You started to feel around and get to know this body. You felt your newly found large muscles. You got out of bed and got a ruler and went straight to his bathroom which was connected to his bedroom.

He had a mirror that ran from the top of his bathroom door to the bottom. 

“All right Kyle let’s see what your working with,” you said outloud, using Kyle’s cocky personality.

You pulled down the boxer briefs and threw them in the tub. The words that left my mouth were a mischiveous, “SHIT!!!!” You could not believe your eyes looking at his naked body. You quickly grabbed a ruler and meassured his flaccid circumsized cock. His 19 year old cock was 10 inches flaccid and 3 ½ inches wide. Then, you decided to change something You got a razor and shaving cream and shaved off all his blonde trimmed pubes. Including the few happy trail hairs he had. 

“Not so manly now, pretty boy?” you taunted your host.

Then, you got some vaseline from his bathroom and jumped on his bed. You took that right hand full of vaseline and grabbed his penis. 

That MUSHROOM SHAPED HEAD OF HIS COCK WAS HUGE!!!!! 

The second you grabbed it, his penis became instantly hard as a rock. You grabbed the ruler now to meassure it. Fully hard it was a wooping 12 ½ inches long and 4 inches wide. You slowly started jerking myself off at the same time, bitting your upper lip. The pleasure you were getting from jerking off this horse like dick was amazing. Never before had you EVER felt so much pleasure from a penis before. With your left hand, you started playing with your huge nuts, it was intense. You started jerking myself off harder and harder. You were moaning from this intense pleasure. The bed was rocky back and forth across the floor . 

You were stroking his cock saying, “Yeah Kyle, I love your fucking cock, man!”

Your huge feet were gripping hard against the bed. You were jerking myself a half hour. No lie, it felt lik you could last forever in this body. Your stomach just started pumping as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Then your toes curled as you let out a giant groan. You jumped out of bed and ran to an empty cup on a table in his room.

You groaned, “FUCK!!!!!!” 

You pointed my cock at the empty cup. Your body naturally thrusted foward uncontrollably. It was amazing!!!!! You spewed 4 long continuous ropes of cum from Kyle’s body into this clear glass cup. You also expelled some of yourself in blue goo along with his cum. All and all, you spewed about 8 tea spoons of cum no lie. You took a small cup full of Kyle’s cum and tasted it. It was super salty and you smiled as you swallowed it. Your entire body was drenched in sweat. You were gasping for air. You never thought a human being could have such a powerful orgasm!!!!!! You then went on to his bed and collapsed on his back and fell alseep. It was only the start of corrupting the perfect Kyle Lakewood.

You woke up and slowly opened my beautiful blue eyes. It was a Saturday morning which meant of course no school. You yawned and rubbed your eyes a bit. You slowly got out of the bed butt naked. You went into the bathroom and decided to shower your sweaty body, admiring your completely shaven pubic area and the rest of your sculpted hairless body. When you were done showering, you put on a lime green Abercrombie t-shirt with dark blue ripped jeans. Then, you decided to match it up with black socks and the black NIke he had on the day before. You decided to personalize this body. You have all his thoughts and memories inside my head. All that wealth of info let you know this won’t be hard. You went inside the bottom left hand drawer and pull out his wallet. Inside the wallet is A TON OF CASH. After all Kyle’s parents are rich as fuck and he got a good amount of money from them. Now to start on your plan. You decided to take his keys to his car and drove to a gay strip club.

You were not gay, neither was Kyle, but the amount of testerone inside you and your desire to humiliate Kyle made you crave to get your ass pounded. With no surprise, the club owner hired you since you had the perfect handsome face and a young toned body. You got shirtless and only put on a golden speedo with a leather cap as you stepped on stage.

A bunch of older men whistled at you as you worked the pole. One of them was your 26 years old neighbor, Mark. The blonde hair guy with blue eyes was staring at you with a smirk on his face. You put on a show for him and showed your new defined pecs, lean abs and strong biceps.

You and Mark started a conversation.

“So what now?” you asked 

“We could go have some fun backstage,” said Mark with a wink. 

You followed him and undressed yourself awkwardly Kyle has a huge dick like Mark. You talked for a bit and decided to have sex. You had a bad feeling about this, so you stopped and instead had Mark and Kyle cuddle in bed with each other. As Kyle (you) brought your face up to Mark, you started kissing passionately. Your tongue thrusting deep within his mouth and Mark doing the same. After this exchange of saliva, Kyle buried his face into Mark’s chest, and you can feel it rising and falling as he breathed. You made Kyle use his tongue to lick Mark’s large, sensitive nipples playfully. Suddenly the level of arousal of the two bodies rose and in a flash Mark’s dick was back in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle climaxed just from his horniness, splashing all over Mark. You paused to introduce Kyle to his own cum as you licked and sucked the salty white liquid off of Mark’s sweaty body. Then your mouth was back on Mark’s dick.

You feel the orgasm coursing through your entire body and you moaned in ecstasy, but you start to feel strange and you realized that youwere starting to lose control. The part of you that was on Mark slipped out against his along with his semen and flowed into Kyle. As Kyle you gulped down the mixture of your liquid self with Mark’s juices. Mark was now unconscious. You were exhausted and it would probably be a while before you can have sex again, seeing as though you have already ejaculated numerous times .

You left Mark, and headed to Kyle’s house to shower. As you were showering, you played with your control of Kyle’s body and started touching every part of it, from face, to arms, to chest, to abs, to ass, and to dick. You stroke Kyle’s dick again going faster and faster until you came. You finish showering and got dress. You looked at yourself in the mirror, and realized just how hot you were, and began to become aroused again.

“Damn Kyle, aren’t you a stallion?” you said to your reflection.

The beach sounded very nice right now. You could go out shirtless with Kyle’s body just to admire it more. You put on Kyle’s beach shorts and brought a shirt just in case. You head off to the beach to enjoy Kyle’s body. Upon arrival you walked around showing off your muscles which excited beach goers. You went for a dip in the ocean and swam around. You found a small area with no people around. The feeling of water on Kyle’s body felt nice. You massaged your muscles and flexed. You reached into your pants and started masturbating. You moaned louder and louder until you cum. “Kyle, your body is amazing.” You swam a little more and you notice a surfer hanging out in the water. He had brown hair and well defined muscles. You watched him as he was splashing water over his body, feeling his muscles during the process.

You swam up to him. He noticed you or Kyle. He smiled as you went to him. “Hey,” you said with your host’s seductive voice. “I’m Kyle.”

“Hey! I saw you swimming to me. Do you surf?” asked the surfer.

You blushed and realized he was taking a break from teaching his surfing classes. Surfer walked closer to you and whispered, “Don’t worry, it’s just us here…”

He put his hand on Kyle’s broad shoulder as a piece of your liquid exits Kyle’s ear and attached itself to the surfers hand. The surfer smiled at Kyle , the soccer hero.You both went to the surfer’s car, then drove to his beautiful house. “Let’s hang out in my bedroom!” said the surfer. “The name’s David, by the way.”

You both walked upstairs, went in the bedroom, and locked the door.  “Woah David, aren’t we looking very hot and sexy,” you purred.

“Damn right , we are!” shouted the surfer. You as Kyle was laying on his belly and the surfer inserted himself into him . Kyle moaned as the surfer thrust in and out.

“Ung, that feels good, your turn!” you said

The surfer then laid just like Kyle , the soccer hero inserted himself into the surfer. After that, you both went for a 69 position and cum into each other’s mouth.

The events of Kyle’s life played for you by this point. You had the whole weekend to fuck around and soon his girlfriend dumped him. Your new parents accepted your homosexuality, but scolded you for having reckless sex, not being aware that their son was possessed by his perverted classmate.  By monday, you have decided to try out soccer in his body. You are not too excited about playing , but you had to keep up appearances. You were never much of an athlete, but in Kyle’s body, soccer was second nature to you. You could maneuver, and pull of some of the more difficult moves and tricks. You laughed in Kyle’s voice, amazed at the talent you’ve taken in this new body. After practice, you changed out of Kyle’s soccer uniform, and put his cleats and pads in his sports bag. As you undressed, you cannot help but admire this body’s great abs, pecs, and biceps. Kyle was in great shape, and was handsome. You could get used to staying as Kyle.

You quickly dressed up and went out where you met your team. The coach was harsh on the entire team coupled with a cold drizzle, you were not sure if you could do it. After awhile, you quickly adapted to your muscular body and was the only person to score a goal. After practice you met your friend Zach.

He said, “How do you ever score like that?“ 

It wasn't very hard to possess this body, he was too busy looking at his phone that I jumped right in. I can still feel him trying to resurface, so I push him down and let out a smirk.

"What's happening?" I hear his voice in my mind.

I flex his arms, seeing the muscles constrict and tense. "I got your body now, bro."

"W-What?"

I grab his cock through his pants and feel it already getting hard. "Well, you were wasting this dick on all these women when you already have so many bros who would gladly take care of it."

I stroke his cock, seeing the outline of his massive meat on his pants, I grin. "You'll enjoy it, I know."

"Stop it," he says half-heartedly. He could feel the same sensations I was feeling, and I know that soon enough, he'll be begging for more.

"Oh yeah?" I tease. I raise his arms and lick his armpits. It's musky and sweaty, and I hear him groan, so I lick it some more as I fondle his chest.

"W-Why are you doing this?" I could feel his mind hastily trying to gain control, but it's weak, and I've handled way more ferocious minds than his. This isn't my first rodeo.

"Because it's fun, bro!" I say honestly. "Come on, don't tell me you don't want to play with your friends, bro."

I search his mind, and he has a couple of close friends. I imagine them worshipping his cock and rubbing their hands all over his body.

He lets out a moan, then remembers he's thinking about his friends. "Stop it! No...get the fuck out."

"Aww, come on bro. You're at least a little bit curious, ain't ya?"

I am, I hear him think, then he continues just a quickly, "N-No! Get out of my body!" I stifle my laughter.

I let out his massive cock, and I feel his embarrassment; we're in a public bathroom and anyone could come in at any moment, but I couldn't care less.

He kept whispering for me to put his cock back in his pants but I merely stroked it faster. His meat is veiny, thick, and long. God, I'm gonna enjoy fucking with this cock and getting fucked with his bubble butt. I massage his ass with his other hand, looking at his reflection of a guy seemingly hot and bothered with his own body.

I buckle his hips, pushing forward and backwards as though I were fucking something, and I scour his mind for his hot friends. Mat, from the gym, lunging and flexing his muscles and Jeremy from work. I imagine them worshipping his cock and he groans, wild and hot sensations running all over his body as his knees began to weaken and his mind began to blur if what he's feeling was what he'd actually been hiding all along or if I was the one causing it.

And then he shoots, ropes of cum spreading to the floor and to his pants. Cum drips from his cock to his hands, and I spread his cum all over his body. His body is warm, his muscles constricting and flexing ever so slightly as cum makes it seem to glisten. I smell his armpits again. It's wet and hot, and I sniff as much as I can, taking in his strong musk. Sweat and cum seemed to mix and the smell reminds me of a busy gym. Damn, how fun it'll be when I go to a gay bar with this straight body.

He's quiet now, resigned.

I look at the mirror and smirk, bringing his hand up and licking the cum off his hand. It's salty and still a bit warm, and I lick his hands again and again, relishing the feeling of the new body.

"Don't worry bro," I said. "You'll get used to this. But answer this, though, did you enjoy it?"

A couple of guys enter the bathroom and stops talking when they see a man with his cum-stained pants on the floor with his cock dripping with even more cum.

I grin and flex at them, showing off his sweaty arms, "Like what you see?"

They're too shocked to say anything and they quickly take their leave. I laugh, then look back at his handsome face. "Now bro, answer the question. Did you enjoy it?"

I wait for a couple of seconds, as I feel him mulling over the events. When he answers, I grin.

"...yes."

Story 1

-"I made it, I just escaped from prison after 13 years! Haha I am free!!".

The greatest bank robber in Pennsylvania's history had been sentenced to 25 years in prison after being caught in a failed attempt to raid the headquarters of the United States National Treasury.

Frank, The handsome hunk definitely shouldn't have taken this path on his daily walk, sadly he would end up in the body of a prisoner for at least 12 years.

Story 2

-"Relax Kiddo, be grateful that you are now having the best summer of your life."

You knew that your best friend and his father didn't get along. Since that time her mother found her husband Steven fucking her secretary the family has never been the same again.

The couple ended up divorcing and his father, (a successful businessman) spent the last 7 years of his life traveling the world fucking and drinking.

Deep down you thought you could change things by swapping bodies with his father and then inviting "your son" on a trip to Jamaica, but now you think that perhaps a father-son talk is necessary.

Story 3

Here I am, on my first day of the gym, my personal trainer is showing me the technique to do this exercise correctly.

While I have the ability to possess people's bodies, this time I really wanted to work my body to enjoy myself, but with this hunk in front of me it's hard not to.

-What would you do? Would you possess him or not?

Story 4

Brody, thanks to a raffle, had won a free massage session at a newly opened Spa.

Little did Brody know that it had all been a fraud and it was actually already planned for him to fall into the trap. The Pakistani masseuse through magical massages would transform Brody into an ideal bodysuit.

What a surprise Brody's gym bros will have when they find out about his new business, maybe they could go on to support his bro.

Story 5

Do you see anything strange here?

Well, let me explain: never switch bodies with a nerd just to pass an exam.

Jaden was so desperate to save this semester so he swiched bodies for 24 hours with that stinky college geek, I don't even know his name. Whatever, WTF is he doin?

Wake up, sleepy head.

Long night, huh? I bet you had a lot of really weird dreams. Let me guess: you dreamt that your soul was leaving your body. You dreamt that you were staring down at yourself from above, a bird’s eye view of your own bed. You, still silently asleep under the covers below.

Tell me: in this dream, were you flying? Miles above the earth, hurtling towards a small, one bedroom apartment somewhere on the west coast? It was probably a vivid dream. So vivid, in fact, that it almost seemed real…

Well c’mon then, wake up! You’re not dreaming anymore, I can promise you that. Open up those glassy eyes and take in the bright, morning sun. You’ve got a big day ahead of you.

Notice anything weird? Maybe your bed sheets are a little softer, or the sun is a little brighter. It won’t be long before you notice something is really off. Those aren’t your curtains, aren’t they? That’s not your window, and that’s certainly not the view you wake up to every morning. 

Look around: does this look like your bedroom to you? I didn’t think so. There’s no way you could afford an apartment this nice (or keep it this clean). You must be asking yourself right now… what the fuck is going on? 

But your bedroom isn’t the only thing that’s different. I take it you’ve noticed that cool breeze on your chest. You don’t sleep naked very often, do you? 

Welp, I’d say you’re pretty naked right now. Go on, take a look! Nothing to be ashamed of.

Ah, now you’re starting to figure it out: this isn’t your body either. 

I mean, it might be… assuming you put on 35 pounds of solid muscle mass over the last 12 hours. It’s not impossible; there are some pretty powerful supplements you can take now-a-days. But I don’t believe any of them are powerful enough to add an extra inch or two to your dick, and I think we can both agree that the morning wood you’re rocking down under that 6-pack is much, much bigger than it was when you went to bed last night.

BUZZZZZ. Sounds like someone’s trying to call you. What, is that not what your ringtone sounds like? You mean to say that’s not even your phone? 

Well, it’s on YOUR bedside table, in YOUR bedroom. It must be YOUR phone. C’mon, pick up! It’s not like anyone else is gonna get it. 

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER” screams your voice on the other line, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BODY?”

It might take you a few seconds to fully process what’s going on. Don’t worry, take your time. I think your old body is gonna do most of the talking anyway.

“I swear to christ, once I find out where the fuck I even am, I’m going to find you and you’re going to GIVE ME MY FUCKING BODY BACK.” 

“I… who is thi—?“

But your old voice interrupts: “don’t do ANYTHING in my body, you freak. If I find so much as a scratch, I will FUCKING END YOU!” And with that, the line goes dead. 

Whew! That was a bit of an adventure now, wasn’t it? Who was that, you ask? Why that was Beau Mirchoff, of course. You just woke up in his body, and he just woke up in yours! 

Yeah yeah, I know you didn’t “ask” for this (he certainly didn’t), but I was feeling a little generous, and more than a little spontaneous. Beau was blessed with such a hunky figure, so I figured I’d let some lucky guy take it for a spin.

Besides, the spell only lasts 24 hours; when you wake up tomorrow morning, you’ll be back in your bed half-way across the globe, and Beau will be back in his body as if nothing ever happened. 

So… what are you waiting for? That erection ain’t gonna take care of itself. Why not explore Beau while you have the chance? 

Yeah, that’s right. Feel that nice, furry chest. Beau is pretty bad about shaving, so he’s got a lot of unkempt body hair. It can be pretty hit-or-miss with the chicks, but it makes worshiping your muscles such a deep, sensual experience.

I can see you shivering a bit as you run those hands down his abs and through his pubes. Every hair is so sensitive, every inch of skin cool to the warm touch of your hand.

Go on, grab his cock. I know you want to feel what it’s like in your hand. Play around with it a bit, get used to the weight of it between your fingers. 

Heavy, am I right? Beau’s got a hell of a dick, and he loves to give it a stroke every morning when he gets up. That’s why you’re so hard right now: it’s almost as if his body knows what’s “cumming,” per sea. 

As if his body wants you to jerk off.

Hmm… yeah man, stroke that fat fucking dick. You’re so horny right now, you’ve got Beau’s body sweating straight through those expensive sheets.

Close your eyes. Smell that hefty, morning musk. Flex that bicep and give it a lick. See what a real man tastes like. 

Enjoying yourself? I’m not surprised, really. Just wait until you get close, and start to feel those muscles tense and that body flood with endorphins… 

… But not just yet. You wanna “milk” this experience for all its worth. So why not slow down a little, maybe imagine what it’s gonna be like to fuck someone in this body. 

You’re gay, right? Perfect: guys in this town are clamoring to get a closer look at Beau’s beautiful muscles. But today, they actually can. Imagine taking your pick of all the sexy, SoCal muscle gays. Inviting them over, one-by-one to service your hairy, super-star bod. 

That turning you on? Fuck yeah… now imagine bending them over this bed, spreading their legs and giving them a taste of that Beau-tiful beer-can cock. You can hear them moaning already. Desperate, quivering voices begging to be fucked. Over and over. 

All fucking day.

“Fuuuuuuck.”

Everything is so hot, so wet, so ripe. The sweat practically evaporates off of your skin as you near climax. A prickling fire starts at your toes and creeps up through your entire body, igniting every molecule and forcing you to tense up. This is it. The moment you’ve been waiting for. 

You pick up speed, tugging on Beau’s dick with all your might. Blood rushes to your head. You see stars through the cracks of your eyelids. Everything goes numb, and suddenly…

Torrents of cum drench Beau’s furry pecs. You wriggle and writhe on the bed as if possessed by the very spirit of pleasure itself. Have you ever experienced an orgasm like that? I didn’t think so. 

And the best part: it won’t be the last one. The sun is just rising, dude! Those fantasies you were having are about to become a reality. Of course, you might wanna clean up a little first. You don’t wanna walk around with dried cum on your chest all day, do you? 

Now, Beau usually starts off his day by going for a run in the canyon. I know you don’t exercise a whole lot in your real body, but I guarantee working out in this one will be ten times easier. Besides, running is a great way to show off those muscles, and there are plenty of guys along your route who’d be more than happy to stop and do some extra “cardio” with you… if you catch my drift. 

But I won’t keep you any longer. Like I said, you’ve got a big day ahead of you, and I’m sure you wanna enjoy every second of it. 

*First, I want to say I know I kinda copied the narrative voice of a few of my favorite blogs–some that are still here, some that are gone.  Just wanted to say ya’ll inspired me to write this on the side about a real life stud I know–And I’ll work on making my own voice and finding my own thing.  Til then, imitation is the best form of flattery, right?*

Will was alone for the week. No wife. No pets.  Just him and the house to himself.  

Oh I’ve got big plans for you Will—Big plans for that tight body of yours.  The handsome Manly stud was resting peacefully in bed, wearing just a white t-shirt and boxers.  

I don’t even want to wait—I just rush toward my new vessel.  

“Huh!” Will gasps out as my astral form begins pouring right into his chest.

His arms and legs flail and his toes clench tight.  He’s grunting and grabbing madly at the sheets, still so confused by the surge of energy flowing into him.  

He arches his back and yelps as I flood into every limb and corner of his body.  

“No…Please…” he says between pants and moans as my energy enters alignment, taking control of his body bit by bit.  

Will is practically in convulsions at this point as the last of my energy enters his chest and I surge up to fill his head.  The Manly stud gasps one last breath before collapsing onto the bed in a relaxed heap.

I open my eyes and look up at an unfamiliar ceiling.  I also feel my heartbeat slowing down and I feel a light glisten of sweat.  Then I look down and see the unraveled sheets of Will’s bed, along with his toned legs and a glimpse of those chiseled abs from his raised shirt.  

“Oh fuck yeah…” I say in a sexy voice, especially sexy since it’s his voice bending to my will.  

My new dick hops slightly, and I am surprised by how much blood I sense pumping and engorging my new member.  

“Wow, look at that thing!” I say in awe as I grab that cock through the silky fabric and feel a surprising amount of length and girth.  

Excited, I kick the boxers off and watch as Will’s dick grows to a thick 8 inches.  

“Holy Shit!” I say in wonder as I grab it and give it a pump of appreciation.  “And here I thought I would just be using your tight ass!  But this cock is definitely going to be doing some fucking!”

I rub my muscular legs together as I yank the shirt off, leaving me naked and able to admire this smooth, toned body.  

“Fuck, you take care of yourself,” I marvel as I rub my hands up and down this carved torso, running my hands along the defined lines of these chiseled pecs and abs.  

Will shaved recently so he is quite smooth, but I am still relieved to see a healthy amount of armpit hair, some nice leg hair, and nicely groomed pubes.  Huffing my new pits, I can’t help but go in for more as I basked in my new musk—it was so pleasant and almost neutral, as if this body’s natural odor was like a light cologne.  

“Oh this is gonna be fun…”

I was passing well enough for the most part.  Some of my jokes didn’t resonate with his friends, but I wasn’t too out of the ordinary…yet…

Nick, from United, was super drunk at the party we all went to, and I stepped in, assuring everyone I’d get him home safe.  They all agreed and thanked me—it was hard for me not to smirk though as I put one of Nick’s arms around my shoulder and helped the stumbling dude back to Will’s room…

“Dude… this isn’t my place…” Nick said, slurring the words, but not nearly as badly as at the party.

“Just relax,” I assured him as I gently pushed him onto the bed.  “You can stay in my bed tonight.  Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Sounds a little gay,” Nick said with a laugh.  

“Only if I do this,” I say right as I reach my hand down to Nick’s crotch and begin gently rubbing him through his pants.  

“Wh-what are you? Dude—St-ahhhhhhhhhh-Stop!” Nick says as he tries to squirm away.  He’s still too drunk though.  

“Man, look at how hard you got.  So fast and even with all that liquor in your system.”

“The fuck’s the matter with you, Will.  This isn’t like you.”

“Sorry, Nick.  I guess there’s a new me that loves dick, and he’s here to stay,” I told him as I got his pants off and marveled at what must have been a 9 inch cock that was almost as thick as Will’s.  

“holy fuck that thing’s big! I don’t even know if I can fit it in this virgin hole!” I said with delight as I rushed to get my own pants off.

“What are you? Unggggg” Nick cooed in confusion as I got in the bed and began grinding my engorging rod against his throbbing meat.  The fabric of our boxers made us both gasp out from the friction, and I could tell he was shivering from my toned legs rubbing up against his.  I ran my hands under his shirt, taking in that toned and hairy torso. He grabbed my arms and tried to push me away, but once I reached his nipples and gave them a nice pinch, he twinged and put up noticeably less resistance.  

“You can’t do this…” Nick said as I ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying.  

“I know you want this Nick. I know you want me,” I said with Will’s voice as I leaned down and sucked his left nipple, lapping it with my tongue and just barely biting it with my teeth.  Nick’s cock jumped—I could feel it as I kept grinding against him.  He was moaning now, gasping for air as his legs wriggled helplessly against mine.  

“Fuck I wanna get to the main act,” I said with impatience as I tore my own shirt off and tossed it on the floor.  I crawled off Nick and began pulling his underwear off.  He tried to sit up in protest, but I pushed him back onto his back, disorienting him for several seconds since his head was still spinning.  

As he looked up, groaning as the room was probably spinning, I kicked off my own boxers and grabbed the bottle of lube I had purchased earlier with Will’s money.  I wasted no time applying a healthy amount to my cleaned and prepped hole before grabbing Nick’s throbbing dick and getting him nice and slick.

I then straddled Nick, on my knees and looking down at him.  I grabbed his cock and lined it up with my ass cheeks.  

Nick’s eyes bugged wide open as I began my descent—I started just letting his cock glide between my crack, almost as if it were getting played like a harmonica.  

“Nooooo…nnnggggg…stop!” Nick begged as he gasped for breath and shivered from pleasure.  

“Nick, we’re just getting started,” I said with a voice full of lust as I lined his cock head with Will’s virgin hole.  

Nick looked up in horror as I began leaning back.  His jaw dropped and so did mine.  We both gasped for air as that cock head slowly stretched my unimaginably tight hole. I was grunting and groaning, slowly letting my hole stretch more and more until the head finally popped inside me. I clenched my toes and sighed as I smoothly dropped my weight, amazed at how easy it was to now take all nine inches. Fuck, Will was a natural.  

Nick shrieked as the last inch filled me up and I sat there, stuffed full of his rod.  I reared my head back and rubbed my hands over my abs and chest, entering a euphoria as Will’s body gave me so much pleasure.  My throbbing rod was leaking pre all over Nick’s lower abs just from the excitement of this no-longer-virgin hole being so full.  

But I wanted to feel that again.  

“Wh-what are you—Arrggghhhhhh fuck!” Nick yelled as I leaned up, slowly rising until just the head was left inside.  Then I sighed and shivered as I slowly sank back down, enjoying the feeling of getting filled up all over again.  

Nick kicked his legs out and curled his toes, undeniably turned on as Will’s tight hole massaged his throbbing rod.  

“Fuck yeah, Nick! You’re so big!” I said in a breathy voice as I began gently moving my hips around in circles.  

“You…nnnnnggggg…you have to stop…” Nick begged as his breathing picked up.  

I started grinding up and down off his rod, gently fucking myself on his meat over and over, gaining a little more length each time until I was practically pistoning myself up and down off his full length.  

Nick was gritting his teeth trying to hold back the yells of pleasure.  I didn’t hold anything back.  I yelled and hollered with delight as I rode my bull.  We were both drenched in sweat, and it must have been at least half an hour like this when I saw a new level of focus in Nick’s eyes.  

Fuck!  He must be sobering up.  He leaned up, no longer off balance like before and looked me right in the eye.  He was fully inside me, which made me feel helpless in case he was about to punch me. Instead, he grabbed my face and pulled me into the hottest make out I could ever imagine, now thrusting up into me as I sat on his gyrating cock.  

He growled as he hooked his arms underneath my armpits and began pistoning into me like I was a human fleshlight.  We both curled our toes and hollered loud enough for the floor to hear as we fuck in this entangled position.  

That was when he rolled us over so I was on my back.  

“You’re right.  I fucking want you so bad!” Nick growled as he leaned forward, stuffing me back full of his meat, making me yelp into his already waiting mouth.  

Our tongues explored each other’s and our hands explored each other’s chests and abs as I wrapped my legs around his thighs, pulling him toward me and adding power to each thrust.

My back arched as he struck my prostate, and I saw a sly smile as he realized what he had done. With animal-like desire, he struck that same spot again, and again, over and over again until I couldn’t stop clenching Will’s used hole.  

“Oh Will!  I’m gonna cum!  Gonna fucking—Agggghhhhhh GOD!!!!” Nick shouted as he pounded me full of his load—shot after shot of warm liquid flooded into me, making me feel euphoric inside as he released his manly essence in me.  With one last crashing shot, he slammed his dick back into me and passed out.  I was so turned on though—I wanted more.  I wanted to feel more dick up a virgin hole.  

In an instant, I let go of my hold over Will and let my astral essence flood into Nick’s slumbering form, right though his dick.  His passed out body just shook with no resistance as I took it over, but that shaking stimulated Will’s hole as I left.  I clenched my toes one last time before opening my eyes and looking at a stunned Will.  He gasped and arched his back before collapsing, passed out from shock and pleasure.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I said with Nick’s voice as I pulled my cock out of Will and watched the river of cum leak out.  I reached down and grabbed as much of it as possible—It was clean since I had prepped Will beforehand.  I smeared the cum along the entrance of this virgin hole and the rest all over Will’s wet with precum cock that never got a chance to blow.  I wouldn’t even need lube thanks to all this cum as I got on my knees and began lining Will’s cock with this virgin hole.  

Will just laid there, completely out as I pressed down and felt his cockhead widening Nick’s virgin entrance….

“Oh GOD!” I yelled as I took a deep breath and forced myself down, forcing that Will dick into me in one rushed motion.  Nick’s virgin hole had no prep and no opportunity to relax and widen, so he’d definitely be sore in the morning, but for now the thrill of the moment turned me on so much I didn’t even feel any pain.  I just felt full.  So full and so stretched as I took in the passed out stud’s meat.  I curled my toes and shook my head as I got used to the feeling of a virgin hole being stretched to its limits for the second time in one evening.  

Will’s cock was pulsating as I lifted up and sank back down, legs trembling as I built up my pace and fucked myself on his cock.  With him passed out, I’d have to do all the work, but it sure helped that I had worked Will up so much before moving into Nick.  

In just a few minutes I was screaming and bucking my hips like I was riding a wild stallion as I clenched Nick’s hole and committed myself to milking out that load. Finally, my efforts paid off as I saw Will’s breathing pick up in his sleep.  He was grunting and stirring and squirming as the pressure built up in his balls.  I could see the veins dilating on his lower abs as the blood flow rushed to his overwhelmed cock when finally, I sank back down and felt the torrential flow of his warm seed.  The thrill of Will’s unconscious load flooding into me made Nick’s cock launch a new load of cum all over our bodies and all over the bed as I rode Will wildly, sending Nick’s cock flopping around wildly.  I hadn’t even touched Nick’s dick, so I was in a great state of shock as I made it rain cum.  

Finally, I sank back down onto Will’s meat one last time and just sat there, stuffed full of his deflating meat.  The slumbering Will’s breathing was calming down and his tense muscles started to relax. I was in my own euphoria, but it was time to go “home.”  

Getting up, I sighed as I raised up off Will’s dick.  To my tremendous relief, Will’s dick was incredibly clean and there was no mess down there—a true credit to Nick’s commitment to a healthy diet and lifestyle. When you eat clean, back door fun is clean.  I laid down and lifted my ass in the air, making sure Will’s cum travelled so deep inside Nick’s system it wouldn’t leak out during the night.  Then I got in bed with Will and released my hold on Nick’s body.

I forced my astral essence into Will’s chest and met no resistance this time.  His body just tensed before his back arched and then I instantly woke up, staring at the ceiling and once again smelling the scent of intense fucking, only this time with Will’s nose.  

I looked over and saw Nick passed out.  I smiled and pulled the covers over our naked bodies.  

I woke up to Nick gently nudging my shoulder.  

“Dude.  Dude.  Will.”

“Huh?  Yeah?” I said groggily, at first forgetting who I was inhabiting.

“You can’t tell anyone about last night!” he said, half serious and half afraid.  

“You didn’t have a good time?” I asked with a light-hearted smirk.

“It…I was drunk.  And you were drunk, and one thing led to another…” he tried to rationalize.

“Look, Nick.  You don’t have to worry.  I won’t tell a soul as long as you answer my question honestly: Do you wanna do it again?”

Nick looked back and forth between me and the floor before gulping and saying, “Yes…”

“Me too, man.  Don’t worry—I won’t tell a soul—I just hope you got plenty more loads to pound inside me,” I said before licking my lips seductively.

I saw Nick’s cock stir, making him hastily get the rest of his clothes on before saying goodbye and heading out the door.  

I, on the other hand, smiled and groaned as I stretched Will’s lean and toned body and rolled around his filthy, cum-covered bed.  

“Hi Punchers!” I said with enthusiasm as I looked right into the camera.  

I was shirtless and I knew people would be drooling.  

“My name is Will, and I’m one of Chris’s friends.  I thought his channel was so cool, so I begged him for the chance to have my own little mini corner on his channel.”

I got to the reaction, making sure to keep it similar, yet different—one of the things I did was clench Will’s sculpted pecs instead of wave my hands like I usually would.  

The positive feedback was immediate with hundreds of comments immediately telling me how hot I was, how much people wanted to explore my body and have sex with me, along with torrents of subscribers asking if Will and I were a couple.  I commented that ‘Chris’ and I were just really good friends before adding a winking face.  My Will reaction quickly became my most viewed video, and I knew he would be my key to stardom.  

“Ohhhhh FUCK yeah! Right there!  Don’t fucking stop!  Pound me!  Pound that hole!” I commanded and begged as one of the sexy bartenders at a local bar fucked me in the men’s room.  

I had my hands planted against the wall as I felt his hairy chest rub against my back.  Our sweaty bodies were glistening from the friction as he bucked his hips to force his meat into me.  

“Duuuuude you’re so tight!” he said exasperated before growling and pulling my hair back and forcing me into a sloppy kiss.  

His rugged hands explored up and down my cut chest and abs before finding my throbbing and leaking meat and latching on.  I yelped as he began pumping me, timing his tugs on my dick with his thrusts into my hungry hole.  

“Gimme that load, man!” I begged as his breathing picked up.  His fingers dug into my hips as he pulled me harder and harder into his animalistic thrusts until he finally rammed our bodies together and howled into my ear as he unloaded inside me.  The feeling of him filling me up in that public restroom set me off and I howled as I succumbed to his stroking of my dick and began launching shot after shot of my seed over the bathroom wall.  We roared in unison as we unleashed our seed, but I felt lucky that I would get to leave with his inside me.  We finally settled down, his sweaty chest resting against my back as I held us both up.  

I turned around after he pulled out and he pushed me roughly against the wall, getting my cum all over my lower back as he forced me into a sloppy kiss.  

“I needed that,” he said with a grin before giving me his card.

I just gave him another kiss before grinning and pulling my pants and shirt back on, casually strolling out with a stranger’s load deep inside me.  

I got back to Will’s room and changed without showering before hopping onto the bed.  I had been having so much sex with so many different guys that I ended up using Will’s cash to buy 6 more sets of sheets—one for each day of the week.  

I drove Will’s car to a sex shop and bought several items of interest: a variety of dildos, a variety of lubes, and a tight ass fleshlight.  

The next day as I was getting ready for Will’s classes, I grinned at my reflection, so turned on by seeing that handsome Manly body under my control.  I admired Will’s naked body, something I was still not over—and something I don’t think I would ever be over.  That was when I grabbed the mid-size dildo I had gotten—a reasonably thick 7-inch model.  I slicked it up with some of the lube I had gotten and moaned in delight as I began sliding it inside me.  I raised up on my tippy toes and fell forward against the mirror as I slowly worked it in all the way to the hilt.  

“Oh fuck yeah…” I moaned as the last few millimeters settled inside me.  

“Fuck yeah, look at you, such a queer whore for cock,” I taunted Will’s reflection in the mirror.  

“You love being full don’t you.  Full of dick up your ass and full of me inside your body.”

“Yes!  I love being filled!” I imitated Will in an exaggerated slut voice.  

“Oh hell yeah today’s gonna be a fun day,” I said with a smirk as I held the dildo in place while maneuvering myself into the tightest compression shorts Will owned.  I wanted to spend the whole day feeling stuffed full and wide.  I put on some tighter fitting jeans that helped the dildo stay in place even more along with a polo that was probably half a size too small, but I loved the way it showed off this tight and toned body.  

It took all I had not to shiver and moan as I took my first steps. Walking made the dildo rub back and forth against my prostate in the perfect spot.  I’m glad I left early because it gave me a chance to take the scenic route as I walked to Will’s job.  

“shit yeah…” I said under my breath as each step just added more and more pleasure.  

That dildo was lodged firmly in place, ensuring it rubbed back and forth against Will’s incredibly sensitive prostate.  I was breathing deeply and practically laughing to mask the moans I wanted to make so so badly.  I got some strange looks, but I didn’t care.  I couldn’t help but rub my legs together from pure ecstasy as the pleasure jolted down my thighs all the way down to my toes like electric bursts.  

The best was yet to come though as I arrived at Will’s office and walked right past his usual clique of friends and opted for shutting away in his office.  They looked confused, but quickly redirected their attention to their work.  As soon as I sat down in my chair my eyes bugged wide open and I grabbed the armrests as my legs jolted.  

“nnnnnnggggg…” I said as lightly as possible.  No one heard me.  Good.

I knew some chairs creaked, but I gave my chair a test run.  I gently bounced in my chair, squeezing my face tight and gripping the armrest even tighter as the dildo grazed my prostate and gave my entire hole a bit of friction.  Not a sound came from the chair—nothing.  Plus, my door was closed and locked, so I had a little wiggle room…  

Oh fuck yeah…. I thought as I began to get quite restless in my chair, safely shrouded by being in an office with wall thick enough to mask my breathing.  

I began gasping as I started swinging my hips around in circles, breathing deeply as my cock strained against the jeans.  I didn’t free it, but I rearranged it, giving it just enough room to grow to full size under the denim as I began bouncing and twisting and doing anything that would make the dildo stimulate Will’s abused hole.  

I winced and squirmed as I practically gyrated in the seat, thrashing my hips around to feel that dildo pleasuring Will’s hole.  Oh fuck I was curling Will’s toes as my breathing picked up.

I’d been doing this all morning.  Over an hour of bliss passed until I seized and gasped for breath, grabbing the armrests harder than ever as I kicked my legs out and felt the cum launch right into the compression shorts.  I slammed my ass up and down off the seat as I braced myself and tossed my head back.

I had to bite my lip to keep the hollers of ecstasy inside, but finally, I slammed my ass down onto the chair one last time, shivering as the euphoria washed over me.  I collapsed in the chair, a dumbfounded smile over my face as I clenched Will’s hole, in some weird way showing my appreciation to the dildo that was still buried deep inside that magical hole.  

Still biting my lip, I realized I needed to get myself organized.  I rushed out the door in a hurry before anyone else could see me and went to the bathroom, quickly scooping up as much cum as possible and bringing it right to my mouth.  

“You love the taste of a man’s milk, don’t ya?  Especially your own?” I taunted Will’s reflection before zipping up and posing for the mirror.  I did some stereotypical cocky poses before fixing my hair and heading back to Will’s desk.

Apparently, Zach had asked Will to help him at the gym because the little bitch finally wanted to at least compensate his shorter status with some muscle tone.  I was all too happy to happy to agree, but not to actually help in any way.  Really, I realized I had been enjoying Will’s tight hole so much that I forgot about the nice rod he was hiding in his pants.  That rod needed a little bimbo to stuff and fill with its seed.  

It was 5 am, but it was so easy to get up in Will’s perfectly conditioned body.

“No more narcolepsy,” I said with a smile as I rolled off the bed, landing on my feet and already feeling an energetic spring in my step.  

I was just wearing boxers as I went up to the mirror, tracing the lines up my abs from Will’s defined V-lines.  

The control was so satisfying to me.  Looking over at the alarm clock, I figured I had a few spare minutes before I turned an unsuspecting Zach into my little whore.  With some concentration, I pulled my astral form out of Will.  His knees buckled as my essence unbounded from him and emerged from his skin, and the shock finally made him collapse to the ground.

He was unconscious for a few seconds before gently fluttering his eyes and raising his hands, looking at his own fingers as if being in control were an unfamiliar sensation.

“What the fuck?” he asked in confusion as he tried to get a grip on his surroundings.  

Forget the fact it was morning—I watched as Will picked up his phone and gasped as he saw that he had lost three full days.  

“How the—what the—what the fuck?!” he said in frustration as he began to walk in circles around the room, grabbing his hair and almost hyperventilating.  This was almost too much fun, but I was already feeling homesick.

“HUH?!” Will gasped as every muscle in his body seized up.  

I was pushing my essence into him from behind—since he was already standing up it was easy to align myself and basically push my astral essence into the toned and sexy Manly man I had come to adore.  He was so spacious for me.  

Will tossed his head back as the last of me was absorbed into him.  He convulsed briefly, helplessly moaning and groaning as he held himself up by placing both hands against the mirror.  He finally shivered before looking down at the ground and breathing like he had just sprinted a lap.  

Then my vision refocused and I was looking down at those sexy feet and a rapidly engorging cock I had come to love.  

“That just gets better every time,” I said with a sly smirk as I stood up and stretched Will’s body.

I was already thinking ahead to the fun I could have with this.  Maybe I could build up my skills to a level where I could enter and exit Will as fast as a thrusting dick.  Fuck yeah, I could turn possession into a new form of fucking and use him as the boycunt for my essence.  I had to take a deep breath to calm myself down as I put on some gym shorts and a tight-fitting T-shirt.  

My morning distraction had me out the door a little later than I had planned, but the plus side of inhabiting Will’s fit body was that I could just crank up the speed and jog there without feeling taxed in any way.  

We truly were there so early that no one was in the free-weight section.  I knew there was no guarantee that it would stay that way, but I had a good feeling that morning.  

I guided Zach to a benchpress bench that was out of sight and away from any cameras.  Luckily, the doors to the atrium were covered in leftover Halloween shit, so the glass was completely blocked.  

“Thank you so much for agreeing to help me out, Will,” Zach said with that stupid grin as he hopped around and did basic ass stationary stretches.  

“No problem, Zach. Anything for a friend,” I said with Will’s friendly chill tone.  

“I know this whole thing is weird, but over the last four years I’ve accepted the height thing, but I can still look great and be taken seriously with some help in the gym,” he said with a tone of optimism.  

“Well let’s get you on the path to being your best self,” I told him.

Zach sat down and started leaning back onto the bench, but I interjected.  

“Whoa whoa whoa, Rome wasn’t built in a day, buddy.”

Zach looked confused as I beckoned him up.  

“We’re gonna start you on your belly.  I’m gonna share the secret with you that made me my best self.”

“Okay…So like this?” he asked as he laid down.

“Perfect.  Just like that,” I said softly before licking my lips.

“I’m really curious to know what this is because I feel like I have zero range of motion right now,” he observed as fished around my gym bag.  

“Just gimme a sec, Zach. I’m pulling out something that’ll help you get on track to being your best self.”

I rummaged some more until I grabbed and pulled out some of the lube I had purchased with Will’s money.

“Perfect…” I said with a mischievous grin as I walked up behind Zach.

“So what muscles are we starting with?” Zach asked from below.  

“Today’s focus is gonna be that tight little ass.”

“What?” he asked in confusion.  He was turning to look at me, but I had already sprung into action.  

Zach gasped in shock as I pushed him down onto the bench, easily keeping the squirming little runt in place.  

“Will!  Argh!  What the fuck are you doing?” he yelled out as he struggled in vain to break free underneath me.  

I grinned as I lined my engorging cock up against his shorts and began gently grinding Will’s pole between the outline of his asscrack.  He grunted as I leaned my muscular torso down on his back, my full weight more than sufficient to keep him pinned down as I grabbed his arms and kept them pinned against his sides.  

“Urggghhh Will! Stop!  Get off me!” Zach commanded as I kept grinding away.  

I leaned down and huffed in the scent of his neck, licking his bare skin.  This made him particularly restless, but as expected, he was too much of a runt to escape.  

“Zach, this is going to teach you that you already are your best self.  You’re a perfect little runt—just the perfect size to get fucked up the ass and tossed around like a human fleshlight,” I told him as I grabbed the bottle of lube.  I was careful to get my shorts off without letting him get any leverage, but then I dragged him down the bench a few inches and sat on his lower back.  I managed to get his shorts and underwear down to his ankles before hooking the fabric underneath the bench and pulling him back up so his legs were essentially trapped.  

Zach begged me to let him go—he thrashed madly but I was able to keep his upper back down with just a single arm.  I used my other hand to slick up Will’s fuckstick.  

“I didn’t bother prepping you because even though you’re a little squirt, I know you can take it,” I told him as I got in position.  

I was standing up, leaning down on his upper back with one hand while I used my right hand to aim and align Will’s cockhead with Zach’s virgin hole.  I stared in awe at that tight little rosebud that had definitely never been penetrated.  I guess it was time for me to break him out of the closet.  

Zach reached back and grabbed helplessly at my left arm, begging me to stop as I got my legs between his and pushed his apart until the elastic around his ankles would stretch no further.  Then I went in—my cockhead made firm contact against his hole and he squealed loudly.

“Oh Zach, you’re going to loooooove this,” I assured him as I pushed my head against his clenched hole.

He was thrashing and clawing at the leather of the bench, but I kept pushing harder little by little.

“Zach, I could have already had all 8 inches in by now, but I’m giving you a chance to let me in,” I told him.  

“Fuck you!” he cursed me.

I smirked and pushed with more strength, stretching his hole open by force until his entrance swallowed my head and snapped tightly around my shaft.  Zach cried out, trembling as I pushed in one long, smooth motion, filling him up inch by inch.  I stretched him in depths he could not have conceived as his hole accepted more and more of Will’s rod.  Then, with just the last two of Will’s 8 inches left, I rammed them in to the hilt, lightly grunting as my hips slapped loudly against Zach’s ass cheeks.  

Zach shrieked as the last two inches stuffed him full.  He kicked his legs up, but the bench caught the shorts around his ankles and sent his feet back down to the ground.  The best he could do was scramble his feet against the ground.  

Zach was not even making intelligible noises as I pressed my chest down against his back and spoke in his ear, “how does it feel to be stuffed full of my manhood? You’ve got such a tight hole, Zach, and I like you this size.  I can do whatever I want to you,” I taunted him before licking the side of his face.  

“Please stop, Will. Please!” he begged me between uncomfortable grunts as he still adjusted to the 8 inches of dick I had left inside him. I knew that leaving Will’s meat inside him for a minute or two would help him loosen right up for me.  

As soon as the groans of obvious discomfort stopped I began pulling out of him, making him clench his eyes and wince slightly as my meat left him one inch at a time.  With just the head left inside him, I pushed back into him, faster than I had the first time.  

Zach’s wincing eyes shot wide open and he gripped the bench, gasping in shock as his legs twitched on their own.  

“See…you already love it…” I told him as I pulled out and thrust back into that hole, filling him up and making him release a legitimate moan of pleasure.  

“No Will.  You can’t—unnnngggggg You can’t do this—Oh God!” Zach gasped in a breathy voice between moans as I built up my rhythm until I was thrusting in and out of him at about 50% pace.

“Zach, I wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t fill you with my load,” I told him before tossing my head around as I built up more speed.

“I don’t want it!  I don’t—HUH?!  Unnnnnngggggg Oh my God! FU-Aggggghhhhhh!” Zach yelled out as he struggled to catch his breath.  

“Looks like I found you’re a-spot,” I told him as I reared back and thrust into that same spot harder and faster.  

Zach’s entire body seized up as I pounded his prostate.  He winced his face tightly before gasping for breath and moaning out in a call of ecstasy.

“That’s right.  You fucking love this,” I said in a seductive tone as I picked up my pace, pistoning Will’s meat against Zach’s A-spot until all resistance in that little runt melted away.  I knew he was mine now, and that he would be mine forever.  

“You like this dick?” I asked him as I relentlessly pounded his boypussy.

“Unnnnngggg I LOVE it!” He called out from beneath me.  

“Then prove it,” I told him as I pulled completely out of him, making him yelp as my fat cock head stretched his entrance.  

I sat on the bench next to him and pulled off my shirt, revealing the glistening torso that was looking extra cut from the effort I had just put into pounding Zach.  I tossed the shirt on the ground and laid there in just my sneakers.  Zach knew exactly what he needed to do to satisfy his craving.  

Standing up, he hastily pulled his shorts down over his shoes and stood over my bench.  I grinned as he grabbed my slick rod and lined it up with his no longer virgin hole.   Then I sighed as he gently sat down, letting my meat slide into him until he was sitting all the way down, shivering as he reveled in the sensation of being stuffed full.

“That’s right, boy. Ride that cock.  Oh yeah this is just what you needed,” I told him gruffly as I gave him a playful smack on the ass and then gave both of those cheeks a nice grab.  

Zach squealed as I pulled his cheeks apart and yanked him down even further, sending Will’s dick even deeper into him.  

I could see it his eyes that he would never be the same.  He needed this feeling in his life, and he would always be thankful to me for giving him this gift.  The little runt gasped as I used my strength to add force to his descents, powerfully pulling him down onto my own upward thrusts.  Will’s powerful thighs and core served me well as I yanked him down so hard against me that it sounded like someone was getting bitch slapped.  

We were both dripping with sweat when I saw the look in his eyes that gave it all away.  Zach’s breathing was picking up, and his moans were building up to wails as I pounded him faster and faster.  He looked like he was going to collapse or pass out, but his craving kept him going as he slammed himself down onto my rod.  I felt his hole quivering and clenching, a signal of the geyser of pressure building in his crotch.  

His vocal tone was getting higher by the second until he finally tossed his head back and sank down onto my dick—this time the entrance triggered his untouched and throbbing cock to shoot out the first shot of his load.  It’s like he was some sort of cum pump as each new thrust into his spasming boycunt milked out another load onto my chest and abs.  I smirked as I pulled him down particularly hard, making him yelp as a shot of cum launched extra far, right into my open and waiting mouth.

I noticed though that even when his cum stopped dribbling out, my thrusts kept setting him off as if he were in the middle of an orgasm.  He looked confused but overwhelmed in ecstasy.  I was all too happy to oblige as I kept yanking him down onto my throbbing meat.  The best part is that his hole was still spasming as if it were post-orgasm—that sort of cock massage was too much for any man to handle for long, so I had no problem at all as I felt the blood rushing to my crotch and getting me ready to seed Zach’s used hole.  

“I’m gonna fill you up, Zach.  You’ll always have a bit of Will in you from now on,” I told him as I started getting more erratic and restless with my own movements as I slammed our bodies together. I was practically growling at that point as the pressure built in my balls to the absolute breaking point.  

“Ohhhhhhh FUCK YEAH!” I howled as I pistoned into him, sending ounce after ounce of my warm seed into his hungry hole.  

Zach was still riding the wave of his mysterious extended orgasm as he felt the undeniable comfort of a fresh load filling his insides.  I tossed my head around leaned up so he was sitting on me as I wrapped my arms around him and brought him close to me for a sloppy kiss.  We both moaned into each other’s mouths as I made my last thrusts into him before leaving him impaled on my meat as we embraced and tasted each other’s mouths.  

“I think that counts as a workout,” I told him, eliciting a chuckle of agreement.  

“Will, that was amazing. I-I never knew I could feel anything like that.  It was like heaven was inside me,” Zach told me in admiration and appreciation.  

I just gave Zach a playful kiss before helping him off of my cock.  We both got dressed and left the free weight room, leaving just my sweaty imprint on the bench where we screwed.  It was just in the nick of time too because some doctors walked in right as we finished rounding up our stuff.  We both chuckled quietly as we watched a more mature guy lay down right on the sweaty bench where we had just had our wild morning.

This had become one of my favorite pastimes.  I laid a towel over Will’s bed and laid down, lifting his legs up in the air and spreading them wide so I’d have access to his eternally tight hole.  It didn’t matter how much abuse it took, Will’s mancunt seemed to have a superhuman ability to retighten itself.  That’s part of what made this so enjoyable time and time again.  

“mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhh,” I cooed as I worked a well lubed nine-inch dildo inside.  It took some effort to get it in past the head, but once Will’s tight hole snapped back around the shaft, it was so easy for me to just feed inch after inch inside me.  

My toes curled and I gasped for breath as I kept sliding it in me, slowly stretching me to my deepest depths until I pushed the last inch in and I was stuffed and stretched to the hilt. I lowered my legs and just laid in the bed, euphoria sweeping over me as I worshiped Will’s carved abs and sculpted chest.  The sensations were magnified because they always seemed to ignite the nerve endings in my host’s ass.  

The next part was my favorite because I released my hold on Will’s body with ever improving proficiency and instantly found myself floating above his shocked and floating body.  That was something I had learned to control—whether he would be passed out or instantly be awake and aware—I wanted him to be as aware as possible for this…

“HUH?! OHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Will yelled out as he felt the nine inch dildo wedged comfortably inside him.

He was afraid to move because even just squirming in surprise made his cock rush full of blood and sensation.  

“Wh-What the fuck?” Will said in horror and confusion as he wondered how he got in that position and why he seemed to be blacking out so much.  

I grinned in my astral form and fell down onto him, making him gasp as every muscle in his body seized from head to toe.  Will winced as he fought the invasion of my essence, but with one last groan he arched his back and I was back in control, looking up and squirming in delight from the sensation of his clenched hole gripping the dildo so tightly.  

“I just can’t imitate that,” I said with a grin as I let go and floated out of Will again, enjoying the instant shock on his face as he regained control.  

“Nnnnnnggggggggg Why the fuck is this happening?!” Will called out.

He had just a few seconds to revel before I freefell back into him all over again, filling him to capacity and making him wince as he fought to keep control of his body. Again, it was all in vain as his back arched and his clenched face relaxed into my sly smile.  I shivered some more as I felt the pleasure of his clenched hole around the dildo.  

I decided to finally test out my earlier theory about my abilities as I released my hold, only to force my way back inside right as Will was gasping in his usual shock.  He was squirming and writhing and arching his back as I took full control, only for me to release immediately after regaining his vision.  I built up my pace and proficiency until my form was literally swooping in and out of Will instantaneously, cycling in and out of his body at least one time per second, leaving him in an endless state of thrashing legs and cries of confusion and ecstasy.  His body was my plaything.  It’s like I was literally fucking him with my astral essence.  His whole body was just one mancunt for me to thrust in and out of. I released and gave him a break.

“Please!  No more!” he begged as he laid in the bed gasping for breath, covered in sweat and clenching every muscle in his body from head to toe. His engorged cock was leaking precum by the drop, but as I smirked and fell back into Will one last time for the day, his hole clenched around that dildo and triggered his long overdue orgasm, giving Will a blast of pleasure as he faded away.  

FUN BEING DEAD -Requested by http://ghostsandmen.tumblr.com/

It turns out being a ghost can be a lot more fun then I thought. Admittedly it was pretty boring for awhile wandering around town, no memories of when you were alive, and nobody being able to see you. That is until I discovered a little a trick. I have the ability to possess people! And I’ve gotta say messing with peoples lives is a whole lot of fun.

I came across this man, Brett. Brett had a perfect little life. He was a real family man, he had a beautiful wife and kids, and he was pretty good looking himself. I had been following Brett around lately because I decided he would be my next host to have some fun in.

I watched him as he was leaving to work one day giving his wife a kiss and saying good bye to his children, it made me sick. I followed him to his job as a CEO at some big fancy corporation. He was pulling into the underground parking lot and I knew this was my opportunity to take him.

When he got out of the car I plunged my self into his mouth, he started to stumble at first. Struggling to keep control of his body but it was useless. He was flailing his arms until finally he had lost all control. The possession was complete. It was kind of like putting on a costume but somehow much more erotic. I blinked a few times when I came to then cracked my neck and started to stretch getting used to his body. I went back over to Brett’s car to look at my reflection in the rear view mirror. I grinned when I saw Brett’s face staring back at me. He was much sexier up close than I thought. I touched my chin an ran my hand along the side of Brett’s masculine jaw. I flexed my new muscles giving Brett’s bicep a pat.Then I got back in Brett’s car and took off to get myself a change of clothes.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do in Brett’s body the moment I possesed him. I drove to the nearest clothing store that sold leather. I changed into a leather jacket that made Brett appear tough and manly along with some sexy tight leather pants that presented a fairly large bulge for everyone to see. I wore the outfit out of the store paying with Brett’s credit card.

Damn I was looking good I thought to myself as I strutted downtown to show off the new and improved Brett. I was getting quite a bit of attention from guys and girls alike. When I would catch someone’s eye I would give them a wink and cocky little smirk to let them know that I knew they were checking me out and I was loving it. Suddenly Brett’s phone started a ringing and I answered.

“Hello-” I began to say but then realized I hadn’t adjusted my voice yet and the voice that started coming out was my normal voice which was much more high pitched then Brett’s. I cleared my throat and tried again, this time giving off a very low manly tone. It was my boss wondering why I didn’t come into work today, I pretty much told him to fuck off and that I would do what I damn well pleased. He didn’t sound to happy when I was hanging up on him, oh well not my problem. Now it was time to have some real fun.

I made my way to the nearest gay club. I swaggered in with this sexy saunter while wearing my new leather outfit. I was getting some very seductive stares. One guy in particular though, a skinny guy with glasses, and a flannel. He was a cute little twink. When I made eye contact with him he looked like he had just seen a ghost, no pun intended. I decided to saunter over toward him, his eyes went down immediately.

Standing in front of him with my thumbs in my pockets. I gave him a “Sup” with a nod.

He looked up at me and nervously piped up, “B-Brett? Brett Edwards?”

“The one and only baby.” I said with that cocky attitude I was having so much fun with in this body.

He gulped and looked almost like he was getting turned on by my attitude, “What are you doing here?” His eyes wandered over my body stopping briefly, but noticeably, at the bulge in Brett’s tight pants, “and what are you wearing?”

“Do I know you or something?” I said because I wanted to get to the point already.

He looked at me confused, “it’s me Kyle? Your brother in law?”

Bingo.

I let out a good laugh, “I’m just fucking with you man!” I exclaimed as I swung Brett’s meaty arm around to give him a good smack on the arm. Kyle let out a small whimper as he rubbed his arm, I guess I don’t know Brett’s own strength. “Hey bartender get us a round of beers for me and my friend over here!” I shouted.

“What’re you doing here anyways?” He began, “and where’s Lisa-”

I interrupted him, “Who gives a shit! I’m having fun tonight, what brings you to this club?” I asked in an assertive tone.

“Uhh, well I’m kind of-”

“You like dick?!” I interrupted again, “No shit? Wow so how many guys have you fucked?”

“I haven’t really-” he was interrupted again this time by me sticking Brett’s tongue in his mouth. He was shocked, but not so shocked that he was trying to stop me. In fact, the longer we kissed the more he got into it. Hesitantly feeling Brett’s big biceps under the smooth leather as we made out.

“Lets get out of here.” I whispered seductively in his ear as I took his sweaty hand and led him out of the club.

I rented us a hotel and we fucked all night. I kept my leather jacket on the whole time I rode Kyle’s cute little butt. When he came I took his cum and rubbed it all over Brett’s muscular body. I even had him give me head and I snapped some pics while he was going at it. Then I sent those pics to Brett’s wife Lisa.

I woke up in bed wearing nothing but my leather jacket. Kyle was naked and cuddled up next to me with his arm around me. I checked Brett’s phone to see that he had 20 missed calls from his wife.