Man body - Body swaps

This one is a birthday story for my friend @swappwas​

It’s been a long year for everyone! Normally I wouldn’t do this kinda thing, but I decided to splurge and buy myself something nice for my birthday. Or at least the chance for something really nice. I signed up for this subscription service where you get this new crate of things monthly. It’s different for each person that purchases it. For some they got something as mundane as tickets to a local football game or incredibly detailed anime figurines. For others they got all expense paid trips to Montreal or a self driving car! None of that interested me though. Apparently there were rumors of devices that had the ability to change your physical appearance, even items that swapped people’s bodies. 

Now as one of the only guys I know that stands a little below 5 feet tall with not a powerful bone in my body, you’d understand why I’d be interested in something like that. Even if it was just a rumor, why not give myself a little birthday wish of a chance that something this life changing could happen. So there I was, waiting and hoping for something to happen. Needless to say I was disappointed.

My birthday came and went, while I got an email saying my package had been delayed due to postal issues. I got a coupon for a new crate and a guarantee that my package would be arriving soon. They even guaranteed the contents of my box would leave me and only me satisfied. Weird wording, but with my expectations already crushed I sort of just sulked till I heard a knock on my door. From outside I could see a large man holding a package in his hands.

“Better late than never, I suppose,” my mumbled voice stifled before this postal worker thought I was talking to myself. 

When I opened my door I gasped at the sheer size of the huge hairy man before me. Whoever this guy was, he looked nervous for someone who seemed so big. He was holding a large package with the label of the company I’d ordered from.

However upon looking at the box it looks as if it was already opened and resealed. Before I had a chance to ask about it, suddenly the man was shoving the package right in my face. It probably wasn’t intentional, it’s just that the height difference was already too much. Caught off guard I stumbled with the grip and dropped the package right between us!

The contents of box spilled to the ground and a small cylindrical device rolled out. Once it finished rolling there were three small beeping sounds and a low vibration tone that shook the room. 

Suddenly my entire body felt funny, as if this sound was calling my skin to crawl all over. I felt like I was shaking but I was standing completely still. It looked like the delivery man was also feeling something similar as he clutched his chest, accidentally flexing his muscles through his ill fitting uniform. 

“What the hell is going on?” I tried to yell, as the low vibrational tone was nearly deafening. I took  a step forward to try and pick up the device and my foot felt like it was spasming. It was like a bunch of pins and needles entered it in a non piercing way, as it writhed a bit. But not just that I could see the seams of the socks I was wearing stretch! I could feel the flesh beneath expand in such a strange way. Each toe felt like it was stretching, enlarging, and gaining mass with each pulsing vibration. Before long the high pitched sounds of tearing cut through the low vibrations and large tanned foot emerged from the sock.

From there my outreached hand came next. It grew larger and quicker than my foot, the callouses and thick digits already replacing my slender hand. Soon the hand of an experienced lifter is now attached to my arm. I fall back in surprise but the vibrations only increase. Before I hit the ground my legs and chest take on additional mass and my shirt and pants are next to be blown to smithereens. With a heavy thud, shreds of clothing that once fit my meager frame  are in shreds as I smack right into the floor.

I cry out in pain but the sound that comes out is deeper and more anguished than I ever heard. Soon the vibrations are too much and I pass out. The last thing I see is the delivery man writhing similarly on the floor, only now he looks paler… and his uniform looks like it’s hanging off of him. 

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“Fuck!” was the first thing I heard when I woke up. I tried to get to my feet but my body felt so heavy. My head was also pounding and pretty sore from my fall. To my astonishment I didn’t expect to see myself  pacing around my house nearly nude banging on the metal tube that had been in my package. 

“This is what I get for messing with expensive shit. Oh good you’re awake. What the hell did you do to us?” my twin said stomping towards me. Though with my stature I was never one to charge forward at someone, so this didn’t seem too intimidating. I immediately scrambled away and to my feet. Unfortunately I became disoriented as I stood up and up and up. This unfamiliar vantage point reawakened my fear in heights but also confirmed what I thought was a strange dream. I looked to the left and jumped back as I saw my reflection. There I was, standing taller than I’d ever been, in the body of the delivery man. Nothing but my tight boxers remained on, though now they looked skin tight. There was no trace of my old body anywhere on this dark skinned hunk before me. I immediately stumbled into a chair behind me and started to pant. “I… I didn’t do anything. I had no idea- I mean I didn’t know what that even was!” I said in a panic

“Of fucking course,” the former delivery man said. “That’s the last time I listen to that guy. He said these packages had valuable stuff in them. Said I could pawn them off for thousands! Said being a delivery driver would be even easier!” My former body just paced around and tossed me something. 

“That’s your wallet now! If you don’t want to be stuck as a broke bodybuilder, you’ve got to figure out how to change us back!” the delivery man said.

I quickly opened this wallet and saw my new name. Pablo Mattos, 6’5, 280 lbs. Seeing those stats seemed impossible, yet here I was, a literal new man. I couldn’t help but flex to admire my new muscles. I realized that my chest and underarms even felt freshly shaved despite looking hairy still.

I went back to the box where my device had come in and noticed a small slip of paper. I picked it up with my new huge hands and began reading the instructions.

“Um… Hey Pablo. I’m sorry about all this… I think I could fix this. Can I see the device real quick?” I ask

Pablo walks up to his former body, the staggering height difference making him blush, and hands me the device. With a turn, a click, and another buzzing noise, a second flash went off. I rub my eyes and smirk, memories of Pablo’s former life filling my head. 

“What just happened?” Pablo said, dazed and confused as I began to smile realizing what I’d just done. 

“You were… I was just delivering a package. Here you go. I’ll just grab my things and be on my way… enjoy your new life.” And with that I grabbed his former uniform, secretly palmed the body swap cylinder, and walked away. 

The day after my birthday I left my old life behind and decided to start a new one. I didn’t leave Pablo with a bad life. He’d be well off financially at least, while I could rough it as a bodybuilder in the meantime.

I quickly got acquainted with the gym he’d visited frequently. Working out was a lot more appealing when you’re the biggest guy there. Not to mention I was able to solve his little financial problem when I decided to open an Only Fans. Trying out different looks is easy when I’m so naturally hairy now. I can shave one day and grow a full beard in a week. Even man scaping my new hair chest and arms is becoming a fun novelty for me!

but…by the time i got home, I felt weird in my body. it felt harder and heavier to walk. i knew i was tired, but even starting the bath was a struggle. it felt like my clothes were restricting me and it was harder to breathe. when i first looked in the mirror, it was so strange. it didn’t look like me. my face was more defined, fuzzier, and my hair was darker. it scared me at first, but then i remembered the kickstarter pill they gave us. omg! it was working! this was exciting now, what would we all look like in the morning?

i started to get undressed for the bath, but I stopped as I looked down at myself. My body was…prickly. hairs growing out everywhere. i thought this was only supposed to happen to men?

i lifted up my arm and watched as hair bushed out so quickly. it was as if being exposed to the air made it grow even faster. it was at this point i knew something was wrong. i was scared and panicked, trying to find a way to stop it.

i tried to put my clothes back on. maybe that would slow the process? but it was like the more i resisted the faster it went. i started shaking, everything hurt. my body hit its growth spurt. growing taller, wider, bulkier. packing on more and more muscle. I was bursting out of my clothes!

I had my dream body. The body i always wanted was looking back at me in the mirror, but it was all moving too fast. “StOP!!” I cried out, my voice cracking. “woah…what was that,” I said to myself in a, low, booming voice.

Terrified, my new man voice screamed out, “NO! MORE! ENOUGH!” as i watched the fine, prickly hairs, that once were there, burst out in thick, coarse hair intertwining over my now massive body. I backed away from the mirror in fear as my face matured. The full beard coming out of my face sealed the deal for me. I was no longer that kid in school. I slipped over the shredded clothes on the floor, and fell backwards into the bath. I looked down at myself in the water. I had no idea who this man was floating in the bath water.

Sitting there, I started to relax. I explored myself in this new adult body of mine. I started to enjoy the beauty of getting older and more mature. I never liked being a kid in school anyway. Acceptance washed over me as I emerged from the bath.

Drying myself off, I looked in the mirror again. Now recognizing the man I’d become. I wondered what would my parents think? What would everyone else in class look like? Do I even need to go back to school? None of these questions mattered to me anymore as I was relieved puberty had come and gone and I could begin my new life now.