Jake Arthur

Gosh, why do I even come here anymore? I despise the gym! Sure, there's hot guys galore, but it's such an awkward place.. I struggle to lift the easiest weights and won't dare to even use any of the machines. When I do, I always feel so out of place in between sets. It feels like the muscle dudes stare me down, waiting for me to leave so they can go to work..

The worst part is that I know it's all in my head. The gym guys don't stare me down, and nobody's judging me. Most of the gym guys are actually pretty nice. They went through the same struggle I'm going through now, and they came out better, wishing anyone the same. But I just don't have the willpower to keep it up...

I left for the showers after my lowsy workout. I picked out the stall furthest down the aisle, and went in. As I was undressing, I saw something written on the wall with a black marker. It said "read this to get the body of your dreams" with some fancy decoration around it, mainly consisting of spirals. Yeah right, like reading some words on the wall would solve my problems.

I stepped under the shower. The water wasn't that hot, but for the summer day we'd had that day it was perfect. I felt the cool water moving down my body, over my tiny pecs, my belly with no trace of abs, my very mediocre dick, and down my twig legs. Weirdly enough, I couldn't get the writing out of my head. "Read this to get the body of your dreams" clouded my thoughts, I couldn't think of much else. Images of the spirals also occupied my mind. The more I thought about them, the sleepier I felt. Eventually fatigue took a hold of me and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was still under the shower. The lights were on, but there wasn't any more daylight shining through the window. Damn, how long had I been out?? I stood up, feeling a lot heavier than usual. I turned off the shower and grabbed my towel. Weird, this isn't the towel I brought.. or the clothes I wore.. or the shower gel I packed?! What's going on??

Just then I started to notice my body. "Holy FUCK!" I exlaimed. I was JACKED!! Nice, big pecs, big arms, ABS!! Even my dick looked a few inches longer. "This is so weird" I thought as I grabbed a hold of my cock. God, it was sensitive. I pinched my nipple and it felt like a jolt of electricity directly to my cock. I couldn't resist, I had to jack off. As I did so, I felt up the rest of my body. My skin was so smooth now, my butt so nice and full. I snuck a finger into my ass and, weirdly enough, it went in very easily. Weird, since I didn't have that much experience bottoming. Either way, it felt amazing, and it didn't take long before I was cumming nice, thick ropes of juicy cum. I gave it a taste, and it tasted very nice and sweet. God, I loved my body now.

But what happened? How did I get so jacked? Just as I was contemplating what to do next, I heard a manly voice calling out. "Reggie, you almost done in there? I wanna head home! If you don't hurry up you can walk back through the snow!!". How did that guy know my name? And wait, snow?? I quickly got dressed and searched my bag for my phone.

DECEMBER 2021?!? WHAT THE HELL!! It's supposed to be June 2020!! There's no way I just blacked out in a shower stall for one and a half years!.. Well, I guess one and a half years would be enough time to build my body into a godlike form like this.. except for the dick size of course. So, did my body really just go on autopilot for a full one and a half years?

I devled deeper into my phone. Texts, apps, calls. I had a whole lot of fitness and nutrition apps on here now, and Reddit and Tumblr were just completely gone. I also read through a lot of text from a guy named Alex.

His profile pic looked hot as fuck, a big and burly gym guy like the ones I'd always lusted after, and telling from the way we texted each other,we're actually a couple!

I decided to start finishing up. I headed out the shower stall and, sure enough, Alex was standing right outside the door. "Fuckin finally!" He said with a grin on his face. I blushed, and he went in for a kiss, which I gladly returned. "Haha, wow babe, you never kiss me in public." he laughed at me. "Hehe, well, I guess I just changed a little." I said. "Ok, to be honest Alex, something weird happened. I think I have amnesia. I can't remember the past one and a half years or so.." Alex looked at me as if I had lost my mind, but when he saw my serious expression his face shifted to a more worried look.

"Wait, what happened then? Did you hit your head? Did you fall? Do you have a concussion??" He rattled on. "No, I don't think so at least... the last thing I remember is that it was summer 2020 and I went to shower. Next thing I know I wake up in winter 2021 with a body 100x better than mine." I explained. "I see.. that's about the same time we met.. do you remember anything about *us*?" He asked hesitantly? "No, nothing..." i answered. "But for what it's worth, I can totally see why I was initially attracted to you. I can't believe I even approached you!" I joked. "Haha, well, it was actually me approaching you. I thought you were cute. You were a bit shy at first, but I saw how determined you were in your routine and I admired that a lot. That was the reason I asked you out." He explained.

"Wow" I exclaimed. "Y'know, I can't remember a thing from the past year and a half, but I feel safe with you. Do you maybe wanna go on a second first date?" I asked blushing. "Sure, after we get you to the hospital to make sure you don't really have a head injury that you just can't remember." He winked.

Wow, I really did get the body that I wanted. And along with that came a better life too.

My name is Derek, and I everyone around here knows my name and gives me as much space as I demand.

Halloween was coming up and I had secured an invitation to a highly exclusive party, obviously invite only, filled with hot chicks, free drinks, and the best part was the costume contest with a $10,000 prize. The rules were simple, “Best Costume Wins, No Holds Barred.” I had an idea, I’d need my buddy’s help, but he wasn’t invited to the party and I’d cut him in on the prize money if it work.

My plan was to go to the party in a different body, the ultimate costume. My buddy’s dad worked for a government research company that had perfected the technology. Before I even started looking for a body, I made sure all the body swap trope shit wouldn’t be a problem, like it wasn’t a one way trip, there wasn’t an issue with a body swapping back with itself, if the machine was destroyed we wouldn’t be trapped and there were other machines capable of doing the swap in case one malfunctioned.

Satisfied, I went about finding the best, most different than my own, body. I found it as I was leaving the gas station, he was a guy asking for change on the side of the road. He had to be close to sixty, his clothes were dirty and looked greasy, and I could smell him as I approached. I gave him a $20 and asked if he wanted to make more. He thanked me, but looked suspicious and asked what I meant. I explained my plan and offered him $200 to swap, and an extra $250 if I won using his body. I explained that it was safe, that all the safety protocols were in place, that there was no risk. He just laughed and said “it seems like if anything happens, I don’t need to worry about being safe, I’d be making out pretty well.” I guess he was right haha.

We went to the lab and initiated the swap, and it went off without a hitch. I walked out of the room in his old, smelly, dirty body. When I got to the party, I was stopped at the door (which is a good sign that I’d be winning the contest, since no one recognized me), but I presented the invite and explained who I was, so I was let in. I was definitely in a great position to win, no one recognized me, and when the host questioned me, I pointed out he specifically said “no holds barred,” which made him laugh and reply “you’re right bro, you’re right.” I spent the night drinking (which didn’t do much to me since I guess this hobo has a high tolerance), hitting on chicks, who weren’t into it since I looked gross. When the contest winner was announced, it was no surprise I won. The host even said “I know it’s seems like a cheat, but I did say ‘no holds barred,’ which I meant to mean much less drastic measures, but still, his WAS the best costume, no one would ever guess it was him.”

I collected my winnings and decided to leave soon after. Chicks were ignoring me, alcohol didn’t work, other guys avoided me saying I smelled, and this body ached all over with age and years of abuse on the streets. I went back to meet my body and swap back. He wasn’t where we agreed to meet and I freaked out, he was supposed to wait for me and not leave. However my fear subsided as he walked over, saying he didn’t expect me back for a while. Turns out while I was gone, he’d gone to the gym with my buddy who had helped us swap, my body said on their way back he stopped to get a drink from the store, and apologized for using $5 from my wallet. I was so relieved and just laughed, I told him not to worry about the $5.

We went back to the lab and got ready. I gave my body the money and kept his $250 in his pants, and he placed my money in my jacket pocket, since after the swap we’d both have our money. The machine whirled and flashed, but nothing happened. We tried it again, I felt it working, but nothing happened. I asked what the fuck was wrong, and my buddy’s dad said there was a problem with my body, it was resisting the swap. This homeless fuck was preventing us from getting back. He promised he wasn’t doing anything, he was ready to swap back, he knew it was only fair.

My buddy’s dad ran some tests and said he figured out the problem, turned to me and said “it doesn’t look good,” before looking at my body and asking “do you want to swap back?” “Of course, I have to give him his body back, it’s only right,” my body replied. “That’s not what I asked. Do you WANT to swap back or would you rather stay like that?” “Well, I mean, I obviously like this body more. I’m younger, better looking, I don’t smell, and people don’t walk away from me to avoid me. But I know I can’t keep it.” “See Luke, that’s the problem. He is willing to return your body, he’s consenting to it, but he doesn’t WANT to swap back. The machine wasn’t calibrated for a forced swap, and we can’t change that mid swap. Since his mind doesn’t want to swap, the machine won’t do it.”

That was almost a year ago. That fucker has been in my body all that time. He has been living as Luke Potter, the hot jock, the big man on campus. He has been hooking up with everyone he can find, guy or girl, he’s been doing a little modeling and even became an OF star and gay findom.

I somehow cannot stop kissing my own bulge and he's been looking at me the way I would see a scrawny nerd kissing the shit out of the outline of my dick from my rather reeked underwear that still soiled from crazy workout just a couple minutes ago. Fuck, I'm so ashamed now but I legit cannot stop, it's like as if his mentality ride over me and make decision that suit his personality while he embraced my persona too, but I assume with a little more control as I will flip in reality if a gay nerd like this trying to make an approach to me and acting as if he could kiss my dick and left scot-free

“You better search for a new body quickly dude, I heard that sperm can’t live longer than 10 minutes,” the impostor said to me

This unknown impostor somehow forced himself to my body and then he pushed me out from my body by jacking my dick off. I of course will never expect that I’ll be turned into a freaking liquid alongside with my own cum. I don’t even know how to move as this sticky cum that previously owned by me somehow bind my liquid form so I can’t move quickly

“Hurry up, there’s a lot of decent host here. You’re one of the decent host,” he said, smirking to me while he flexed the body that used to be mine

“This is perfect,” purred Jonah as he admired his newly acquired physique

“No wonder Ethan terrified as fuck by him,” said Jonah, caressing his hard toned abs

Oliver observed the picture of himself after the gym. He had worked hard to get this body, but behind all of this he still remember the bullying he endured in high school. Today was the day where Frankie, his main bully, had died. Two years ago, Frankie had swore to have Oliver’s body all for himself. 

“I’m just being paranoid,” whispered Oliver to himself.

“You’re sure?” asked a spectral voice.

Oliver turned and saw Frankie’s red ghost in the empty locker room.

“I told you, I’m gonna have your body, you gaylord!” shouted Frankie as he lunged at Olivier.

Oliver’s dog tag shone bright and blinded Frankie. The spirit groaned while the light got stronger and propelled him away.

Oliver observed his anti-possession alumet. “That trinket worked after all.” 

After a long sigh, Oliver cool himself down. Suddenly, his phone rang. He just received a picture from his boyfriend, Shane.

“Nice boyfriend, I’m gonna have fun with those muscles,” was written on the caption.

Oliver’s heart skipped a beat. Without delay, he got dressed and drove to Shaner’s workplace. When he arrived, people were gathered in front of the building. Shane was laying on the ground. Oliver rushed to him and shook him until he woke up.

“Oliver?” asked Shane with a groggy voice. “Think I passed out.”

The crowd around Shane left to let him breathe and the couple at a bench.

“You’re okay?” worried Oliver.

“Hm yeah, must have overworked myself,” laughed Shane.

The two hugged and kissed. At this exact moment, Oliver noticed a blue energy leaving his lips and enter Shane’s mouth.

“NNg!” Shane grabbed his head.

“Shane? What’s happening?!”

Shane ground his teeth and tremored. Then, his eyes flashed red before they came back to normal.

“Hell yeah!” Frankie spoke through Shane. “Look at this body.” He caressed his pecs through his shirt.

Oliver furrowed his brows. “Frankie.”

“In the flesh.” Frankie flashed him a smile with Shane’s flawless teeth.

“Get out of him,” Oliver said with clenched fists.

Frankie rose an eyebrow. “Or what? You’re gonna punch your own boyfriend?” Shane was forced to make an evil chuckle. “I think you gonna drive me to the nearest mall, Shane needs clothes that fit his hunky body.”

Oliver glared at Frankie.

“Unless you want me to get your boyfriend hurt?” taunted Frankie.

With no choice left, Oliver gave Frankie/Shane a ride to the mall. As expected, Frankie used Shane’s handsome features to flirt with every young lady he met. After some shopping, Frankie came back wearing an open Hawaiian shirt and a pair of jeans.

“I’m gonna score so many pussies!” he exclamed as he flexed his biceps.

“Shane is gay,” Olivier answered.

“Not with me inside,” Frankie did a pelvic thrust. “I can just feel his dick harden at the thought of tits.”

Frankie bounced his pecs and wiggled his abs to tease Oliver. However, his eyes then rolled back in and he collapsed again. 

“Oliver? What am I doing here?” wondered Shane.

During the ride back home, Oliver had to invent some fancy excuse to avoid the possession topic. For some reasons, Shane was fortunately able to be back in control. If only Oliver knew for how long though. The day went well, apart from Oliver being kind of distant, he was of course thinking about what he should do. He tried putting his anti-possession talisman on Shane and it appeared to work. It relaxed Oliver, so him and Shane proceeded to have sex. 

When Shane thrusted inside Oliver, the same blue energy from earlier went out of Oliver’s lips and right into Shane’s mouth.

“Aarrgh!” Shane closed his eyes and when he opened them they glowed red for a moment. “Goddamn, it feels good to be back in control of Romeo.”

Frankie admired his chiseled torso but then noticed his rod inside Oliver.

“Fuck, no gay shit when I’m on the driver’s seat!” Frankie was about to pull out but stopped. “Guess it’s worth it.”

“Ooooh!” Oliver moaned when Frankie pushed Shane’s nine inch staff inside his ass. “The hell you’re doing?!”

“You still didn’t understand?” Frankie grabbed Oliver by the legs. “Everytime you do some fag stuff with Shane, I get to possess him!” Frankie lifted Oliver’s ankles on his broad shoulders. “Last time was short because it was just a peck. So I’m gonna fuck the living day out of you to stay in control much longer!”

Oliver grunted. “NNgg, you can’t do this to Shane!”

“C’mon, you faggot, I know you love this, you always had a crush on me!” Frankie shouted.

Oliver felt his worst enemy fucking him with his boyfriend’s body. Shane’s innocent face had on Frankie’s devil smirk. Oliver hated it, but it was arousing him.

“Just be quick.” Oliver glanced away.

Frankie laughed and pinched his nipples. “Hmm! It should speed things up.”

Oliver gasped for air as Frankie kept on pouding him.

“UNNNG! HERE I COME!” Frankie roared with Shane’s manly voice.

Both of them trembled as Frankie shot loads of cum inside Michael. Then, they fell on the bed, panting and in sweat.

“Tell me when you’re ready for round two,” Frankie said with a breathy tone.

“Round two?” marveled Oliver.

Frankie chuckled. “I’m not a faggot, but if I have to fuck you to stay inside this sexy body, then I’m gonna do it.”

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One month later.

Shane ate the sweet in one gulp. A little bit of sugar should not ruin his Adonis frame. 

“You’re coming baby?” he asked.

“Done,” Oliver answered as he walked out of the car.

“I’m so glad that Frankie dude left my body,” Shane said.

Oliver sighed. “Don’t remind me of that jerk.”

Shane slapped Oliver on the ass. “Sorry, must be some side effect because of the possession.”

Oliver rose an eyebrow. “Let’s head to the beach already.”

“‘Kay, just lemme lock the car, I’ll join you,” Shane replied as Oliver left.

Shane looked at his reflection in the rear view mirror and laughed.

Part 1

One night at a party, Dan got so drunk that he fell asleep in the same house where the party was held. Carl's big brother, Charles, was the senior who hosted the party where all of the football players and cheerleaders attended. Since Dan is one of the freshmen prodigies on their football team, he was invited to his first party where he drank beer to his heart's content. The footballers laughed at him calling him a pussy for not being able to handle his drink and let him pass out on the sofa to sober up. Unfortunately, everyone forgot about Dan when everyone decided to move the party to another house due to a noise complaint.

When Carl felt that the noises downstairs had faded, he figured that it was his chance to go to the kitchen for a midnight snack. Carl doesn't like socializing as he found it tiring and stupid. Even when his big brother invited him, he respectfully declined and said that he will just focus on his invention instead. When he saw that no one was around, he quickly rushed to the kitchen and fetched his choco pudding. He got what he needed he slowly walked back to his room when he heard someone snoring loudly. He then saw Dan soundly sleeping on the sofa in their living room with his left arm placed above his head and his right arm on top of his exposed abdomen.

Carl immediately thought of running back to his room but his body stopped moving and his eyes fixated on the adonis, peacefully resting on their sofa. Carl felt his throat closing up and his dick tenting inside his pants as his eyes fixate on small droplets of sweat forming on Dan's exposed chest. He came out to his family a couple of years ago and they still loved and supported him like always. His brother even offered to introduce him to some of his fellow teammates who also enjoy the company of men. Carl wasn't interested in thinking about erotic thoughts and insisted that he prefers to focus his time and energy in his inventions and contribute to the world, just like Tesla and Edison. His brother just laughed at him and told him that he might change his mind one day when he met someone who can make his knees weak just by looking at him.

Carl felt his heart race since he had never seen someone like the man in front of him. He was surprised to discover that his body was slowly walking towards the slumbering hunk. He stopped he was just above the man, staring down at him like a hawk aiming for its prey. Carl gripped his chest as his eyes focused on the man's chest, heaving up and down as he breathed. Carl can feel the heat radiating off the man as its musk filled his nostrils, hinting at a mix of sweat, body odor, and alcohol. He felt his legs weaken as he fell to his knees, bringing his face an inch away from the man's chest. Carl started leaning forward as he let his lips suckle on the man's rosy nipples. His tongue automatically swirled while his mouth sucked deeper. Carl snapped back to reality when he heard the man moan from what he did. He thought that the man had woken up and immediately stood up in a panic. Lucky for Carl, the man was still sound asleep as it moved around the sofa, tilting its body sideways. Carl rushed back to him and quickly closed the door as his heart pounded inside his chest.

Carl tried to calm himself as he sat back on his chair and tried to continue coding his nanobots. He did his best to focus on his task but the taste of that man's nipple in his mouth still lingered. He closed his eyes as he slapped his cheeks, thinking that he was so stupid to do that and that he can never get a man like that in his life. Carl tried confessing his feelings to a guy in middle school when he was rejected and humiliated by the same guy. Since then, Carl decided that dating will be the last of his priorities and focused on developing robots that can be used for day-to-day living. Back then, he was fascinated by how nanotechnology can be used to help with medical procedures as well as for the early prevention of illnesses via monitoring. He managed to manufacture a chip that contains nanobots, that when placed on the back of the subject's neck, can modify the current physiology and motor functions of the subject. He aims to help those who are born with deformities or those who were injured beyond repair to be able to use 100% of their bodily functions. Sadly, he was only able to use it on sick chimpanzees with astonishing results. He still needed to find a human volunteer to test the chip's capability.

"What if the subject doesn't know that he's under the influence of the chip? Maybe I can observe the subject and monitor the changes without the chance of error from the placebo effect? If the subject is unaware, then I will be able to record every detail of the experiment in great accuracy before testing it on an uncontrolled variable!" Carl thought as he looked in his chip and already pictured an excellent candidate for the subject.

Without any thought, he saved the coding that he already did and created another set for his controlled variable. He tried his best to finish the coding before the morning arrived and succeeded in doing so. He checked the clock where it said it was already 6 in the morning and slowly crept down the stairs. He can still hear the man snoring as he sighed in relief and continued his way to the living room. The man is still sleeping on his side which gave Carl a good spot to place the chip. After making sure that the chip is armed and ready, he placed it on his palm and smacked the nape of the man.

"Aww! What the hell?!!!" The man shouted as he sat up in a hurry.

"I'm so sorry about that but it seems that your friends left you here after the party." Carl said with a nervous smile on his face.

The man adjusted his eyes while rubbing the back of his neck as he looked around and saw that no one else was there. He looked at Carl and let out a deep breath as he slumped back on the sofa.

"Fucking hell. I think I drank too much last night. I'm sorry man. Are you Charles's little bro?" The man asks as he scratched his balls and yawned.

"Yeah, I'm Carl by the way." Carl replied as he extended his hand.

"Dan. I thought this night is when the seniors will finally acknowledge me. I fucking screwed up." Dan said as he raised his hand and fist bumped Carl's palm.

Carl felt awkward so he tried to walk to the kitchen and get Dan a glass of water. He looked onto the tablet and saw that the nanobots are now primed and ready for use. He smiled as he went back to the living room and handed the glass to Dan.

"Drink this. For your hangover. You need a lot of water." Carl said as he quickly checked on his tablet.

"Thanks, Man. You're a lifesaver. By the way, are you also a freshman in our school? I think I saw you around the computer lab." Dan said as his body stiffened while still holding the glass of water.

Carl looked at Dan and was amazed by how empty and lifeless his eyes were. You see, for the nanobots to do their job, they need to tamper with the body's bioelectricity and harness it to restore, modify and improve the certain area of the body where the problem resides. Then, Carl worked on his programming to direct the nanobots as to where they go and what they do. As he looked back at Dan, Carl figured that he needed to start improving things little by little to avoid suspicion from the subject. It is their body after all and some people are very aware of how their body functions normally.

He starts by pumping up Dan's testosterone levels whenever he practices or plays football. Since he is part of the football team, Carl deemed it helpful for his subject. Next is to improve his body's absorption and digestion of protein to sustain whatever injuries Dan might face while playing the sport. Carl took a final look at Dan's frozen face as he blushed and added another modification. He programmed a spike of dopamine when Dan is interacting with him and maxed the production of oxytocin and vasopressin whenever they are alone together. Since Carl doesn't know if Dan is straight or gay, he can just find it out later and that will give him enough evidence to conclude the effects of his chip.

Carl then uploaded the program on his tablet straight to the chip as he waited for it to complete. He doesn't know what will happen but he's smart enough to put an emergency brake if ever the experiment fails. He can just command the nanobots to dissolve themselves inside the subject's gastric juices and the subject won't feel a thing. But somehow, a part of him hopes that the experiment will be a success. After uploading the program, Carl woke up Dan and continued their conversation. The more they talk to each other, Dan becomes more and more comfortable with Carl as evident in how their conversation progressed. They started with small talk about the party as it goes about being a freshman in high school to their favorite childhood superheroes and movies. Carl felt comfortable as well since he never had someone to talk to about these kinds of topics and pay their full attention to what he was saying. However, their conversation was interrupted when Charles entered their house.

"Hey Lil' Bro!! Just got back from the gym. Last night was epic, I wished you joined me." Charles nonchalantly said as he walked to the living room and saw Dan talking to his baby brother. "Oh hey! I see you got company."

"Yeah, this is Dan. He's also a football player on your team. I found him here, sleeping when I woke up." Carl said as he nervously stood up to introduce his brother. "Dan, this is Charles, my older brother."

"Nice to meet you, man. I heard a lot of praise about you from the coach. Hope we can play on the field. Awesome party by the way." Dan said as he stands up and shakes Charles' hand.

Charles looked at Dan then looked at his blushing baby brother. He knows what that look means so he smiled at Dan and returned the handshake.

"Yeah, I know you. Heard you're popular with the ladies. That true?" Charles asked while keeping his sight on Carl.

"Part of being in football, man. Can't help it if they approve of my looks but a gentleman needs to know when to appreciate the approval of someone special." Dan said as he looks back at Carl.

A smile appeared on Charles's face as he started laughing and patting Dan's back. Carl, on the other hand, was stunned by the way Dan said those words and looked back at him. He felt his cheeks burning up as he tried his best not to embarrass himself. Luckily, Charles drew Dan's attention by talking to him and even offering to drive him back to his house. Dan declined as he bid his farewell to both brothers, especially Carl, by saying to see him in school. When Dan left the house, Charles immediately rushed back to his baby brother and grin maniacally. Carl saw his brother and couldn't help but blush.

"I fucking knew it!! You like that guy, don't you?" Charles exclaimed as he held Carl's shoulders.

"Kinda, I don't know. It's just that he looks so beautiful when I saw him sleeping on the sofa this morning. Is that bad?" Carl asked his big brother as his eyes started tearing up.

"Bad? Of course not!! My baby brother is now a normal human being!! What's so bad about that?" Charles congratulated his brother as he hugged him tight.

"Normal human being? What's that supposed to mean?" Carl exclaims.

"Well, You never had friends over, you never go out besides going to the school and the library, and you never talk to strangers. You just did all those three!! Aren't you happy to finally talk to someone outside of our family? You know that being gay is not a curse, right?" Charles smiled at his baby brother, trying to cheer him up, when they heard a knock on the door.

"I'll get it. Go and take a shower. You reek of sweat." Carl replied as he smiled back at his big brother.

Carl knows that he can never tell Charles what he did to Dan for several reasons but he felt guilty about the fact that he was keeping secrets from his big bro. He just let out a sad sigh as he opened the door and was surprised to see Dan. Carl immediately blushed like a tomato as he was lost for words.

"Hey, I forgot to tell you that I was stopping by the gym later. If you want, I could really use a spotter and I can show you the ropes." Dan asked as he tries his best to avoid looking directly into Carl.

"Yeah, sure. What time?" was all Carl could muster to say.

"I could just text you later, if that's okay? I might rest for a while since my head is killing me. I don't have your number though?" Dan casually asked as he tilted his head to see Carl's reaction.

Carl just automatically pulled out his phone inside his pocket and handed it over to Dan.

"Here's my number." Carl awkwardly handed his phone as he felt the friction between his and Dan's hand.

Dan took out his phone and recorded Carl's number on his contacts as he flashed his pearly white smile at the young man.

"Check you later, Man." Dan bid his farewell as he ran away from Carl.

Part 2 (Here's Part 1)

Carl's phone buzzes from receiving a picture from Dan, saying that he already finished with his pre-workouts and asking if Carl is coming? Carl smiles as he replies that he's on his way and packs his spare clothes inside his bag. He took his bicycle and rode it to the gym. It's already half of the school year and Carl's experiment is going smoothly without any signs of errors or malfunctions from the nanobots. After Dan invited him to the gym, Carl has been working hard to keep up with his subject and crush. Dan helps Carl with workouts to stay in shape while Carl tutors Dan in subjects where Dan finds it difficult to understand. Carl acknowledged that this bond he had with Dan is due to his nanobots but he can't help thinking that it would be nice to have someone like Dan as a friend.

Carl noticed some changes in Dan's behavior over the months. Starting from his ever increasing performance in the football field, earning Dan to be on this year's line up. Carl also noticed the increased rate of muscle growth on Dan's body. Dan now weighs 210 lbs with 8% body fat percentage due to his increased protein absorption. Dan also developed an insane need for Carl's attention. Dan will always go with Carl everywhere whenever the team doesn't have any practice. He would accompany Carl during their lunch and even asked to walk with him after school. Carl takes note of every single detail and tries his best to stay focused on his data gathering. Though being with Dan for almost 24/7 is exhausting, Carl feels somehow happy that he has someone like Dan to be with.

Once at the gym, Carl immediately looks for Dan and spots him doing bench press. He walks to where Dan to greet his friend without taking his eyes off. That's when Carl bumps on someone which makes him fall on his ass and bite his tongue. Carl closes his eyes as he groans from the pain when he heard a deep booming voice.

"Sorry about that, I didn't see you there. Are you alright?"

Carl felt his whole body tremble from how smooth and velvety the man's voice is. He looks at the man as he stares in awe of this fine specimen. Carl is speechless as he tries to stand up only to fall back down again. The man reaches out to him and pulls him up from the floor as he pats Carl's clothes to remove some dirt. Once the man is sure that Carl's clothes are clean, he looks at Carl with anxious eyes.

"Hey buddy, are you good? Did you hit your head?" The man asks.

Carl just stares at the man when he realizes that he's been staring for too long. He suddenly looks down as he places his hand on the back of his head and smiles.

Yeah I'm fine. Sorry for bumping into you."

"No worries, bud. Just try and be careful next time. There's a lot of heavy equipment here at the gym and we don't want people bumping into them. Just watch where you're going next time, okay?" The man states with a smile as Carl just nods his head.

"Hey Carl! I thought you'll never show up! I see you already met the gym owner?" Dan interrupts the two of them as he places his arm around Carl's neck.

"He's the friend you're talking about Dan? Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Cole Shepard, the gym owner." Cole says as he extends his hand to Carl.

"I'm Carl, sir. Pleasure to meet you as well." Carl replies as he shakes Cole's hand.

"Such a strong grip. I think my hand is going to break." Carl thought as Cole shook his hand for a second before letting it go.

"Well, I hope you can improve yourself here at my gym. Feel free to ask for assistance if you ever need one. I'll be at my office or at the front desk." Cole says as he walks away from the two.

Carl was left blushing and trembling from his interaction with the very hot gym owner which Dan immediately noticed. He pats Carl back and smiles at him as Carl replies with a weak, blushing smile. Dan then grins at Carl and decides to tease him.

"You tap that ass?" Dan says with a devilish grin, which made Carl embarrassed.

"I would if I could. There's no way that a man that hot would settle for a dweeb like me." Carl replies.

"Uh huh. I really think that you really have it bad for a DILF type. That's right, I've been reading up some info about being gay so that I wouldn't be left out when you and your brother are talking about gay stuff." Dan proudly states as he crosses his arms proudly.

Carl bursts out in laughter from how cool Dan is with him being gay. After a month of hanging out together, Charles confronted Dan about Carl's sexuality while they're all hanging out in their house, giving him a warning that if he's just hanging out with his little bro to take advantage of him then Dan would have to face Charles' wrath. Dan said that it doesn't bother him at all and would still like to hang out with Carl, which made Carl blush like a tomato in front of his brother and his now best bud. Ever since then, Carl would often be pestered by Dan, trying to set him up with some random gay guys that he thinks Carl would like. Carl didn't mind since he was just happy that his friendship with Dan is still fine. Whenever Carl would ask Dan about why he's been trying to hook up Carl with strangers, he would just say that he just wants Carl to be happy with someone.

"Hey man, I thought we agreed about "no gay talks while at the gym"? I don't want to have a target on my back just because someone overheard you saying that I like the gym owner." Carl says as he looks up to Dan, who just smiles playfully at him.

"I know, I know, it's just that I never saw you flirt or date someone. We're young! We're supposed to be horny and curious about sexual stuff. Trust me, sex is good." Dan replies with a grin on his face and gives Carl a thumbs up.

"I don't know, Dan. I never tried to flirt with someone. What if I suck? What if they find me boring and ugly and disgusting?" Carl argues.

"Well, it sucks when that happens. That's why you need to practice. Learn how to approach someone for a normal conversation. I didn't hurt you when you talked to me. I even liked you then. So maybe, people will like you as well." Dan confidently smiles and pats Carl's back.

"I dunno." Carl says as he looks down.

"I know, how about I teach you some stuff that I know that works and you can try it for me. I will say if you sound normal or not. What do you say?" Dan proposes.

"Now? Here at the gym? This place is crowded."

"How about your place? We usually hang out there after a workout and I'm almost done with mine. For today, you will not work out your body but work out your flirting skill." Dan says as he tries his best to be funny to lighten up Carl's mood.

"Yeah, Mom and Dad are still in England and Charles will be home at 5 so I think no one will make fun of me. Do you promise that you won't make fun of me?" Carl asks.

"I promise. From one bro to another, I shall pass on my knowledge unto thee." Dan jokes as both of them laugh.

As the two of them arrive at Carl's house, Dan immediately makes his way to the sofa and makes himself comfortable. Carl then sits beside him as they both stare to the blank TV screen.

"So, how do we do this?" Carl asks to break the ice.

"Go get us some lemonade first. I'll be preparing your script then you will say the lines to me and I will rate your performance." Dan replies as he pulls out his phone and starts typing.

Carl then proceeds to the kitchen and makes a pitcher of fresh lemonade. Once he makes sure that the taste is good enough, he goes to the living room and sees Dan still typing on his phone. Carl excuses himself and says that he'll be changing his clothes first. Dan just nods to him without turning his head to face Carl. Carl walks up to his room and notices that the tablet on his table, which is connected to Dan's nanobots, is blinking. He noticed that there was an abnormal spike of testosterone on Dan's body earlier and proceeded to check it out. Dan's testosterone level is now lower than before but still higher than what he indicated on the nanobot's programming. Carl felt a slight worry as to what caused the abnormal spike but was interrupted when he heard Dan shouting downstairs, telling him to hurry up. He immediately changed his clothes and went downstairs. Carl goes to the living room but Dan is not there. He hears something in the kitchen so he walks to the room and is surprised to see Dan, shirtless and drinking his lemonade. After Dan finishes his glass, he sees Carl standing there and flashes a smile to his friend.

"Coach says that lemonades are good for rehydration after a workout. Damn, my muscles feel so sore." Dan says as he flexes his arms in front of Carl.

"Dude! Why are you shirtless in my kitchen?" Carl frantically asks.

"My shirt is wet with sweat and I don't want to catch a cold. Anyways, let's do this, bro!" Dan exclaims as he walks past Carl to the living room.

They both sit on the sofa and Dan hands Carl his phone, saying that he already knew his lines and Carl should try to guess what he should say using the script on the phone. Carl reads the script and immediately expresses how cheesy and corny the lines are. Dan assures him that no matter the case, the lines are effective for him and Carl should try it out first. Carl takes a deep breath as he inches his way close to Dan and says the first line.

"Hey! I saw you sitting here alone in the bar. Is it okay to be your company?" Carl asks as he looks straight into Dan's eyes, as stated in the script.

Dan just smiles as he stares back into Carl's eyes.

"I don't mind. How about you? Why are you alone in this bar too?" Dan smiles.

"Well, no one in this bar is sensible enough to appreciate a good company." Carl nervously answers.

"Good company? On what ground can you claim that you are one?" Dan replies with a smirk.

"Well, a good company never leaves until the other party is satisfied. I, for one, can make sure that you'll be satisfied." Carl says as he internally curses at how cheesy the line is.

"Big claim for a small guy. I'd like to see you put your money where your mouth is." Dan replies as beads of sweat are now forming all over his body.

"Not until I can hear you accept my offer?." Carl says as he looks down on Dan's phone to make sure that he said the lines correctly.

As soon as he looks back up to Dan, he feels something touch his lips as Dan's face becomes close to his. Carl tries to look for Dan's eyes since the script indicates that he must maintain eye contact. He then realizes that Dan is kissing him, with his head tilted and his eyes closed. Carl is frozen in his seat as he felt something forcing its way inside his mouth. Slowly, he let the thing inside and he is greeted by a swirling tongue, trying to wrap itself around his own. Carl closes his eyes as he feels Dan's hand touching his face and his hips. Dan slowly leans down on Carl as he uses his hand to support Carl's back and gently lays Carl down on the sofa. After a few more minutes, Dan pulls away from Carl and opens his eyes to see Carl blushing while looking back at him.

Dan then realizes what he did and decides to act on his instincts. He dives back to Carl and proceeds to passionately kiss him as Dan lets his hand wrap around Carl's lithe physique. Dan feels like his mind is about to explode. His body is just too hot and bothered that his mind can't process his actions. All he wants to do is to show Carl how much he loves him and make him feel special. Nothing else matters. Just Carl. The only thought in his mind is to make Carl happy just like how Carl can make him happy.

He wants to repay everything Carl has done for him over the semester. How Carl helps him with his assignments. How Carl prepares food for him after their workout. How Carl makes sure that he studies for their exams. How Carl is so amazing and yet he looks down on himself. Dan felt every emotion that he had for Carl all at once. It's like when he finally got accepted into the team after he worked his ass off training day in and day out. Above all those emotions, one stands out unlike the rest. Love. Dan realizes that he loves Carl. He loves Carl more than football, more than workouts, more than pussy.

Carl feels like it's been forever since Dan kisses him. Every second becomes a minute and every minute becomes an hour. It's like the whole universe just decided to stop expanding and it's just him and Dan, making out like there's no tomorrow. He can feel everything that is happening to his body. How Dan's tongue swirls with his. How Dan's hands are caressing every inch of his skin. How Dan's dick is grinding on his thighs. Carl felt his chest tighten as he began to struggle to breathe. He tries to breathe through his mouth but Dan's mouth just suckles his soul out of his mortal body. Carl then starts to feel like he was floating in the clouds. He smiles as his consciousness fades from his mind.

Anthony is my “cool guy.” I use him mostly when I need to be hot, but also somewhat intellectual. He’s good for first dates and things like that.

Jimmy, he’s my big dummy. God, I love pouring myself into him and just letting myself feel all empty and slow for a while. When I’m him, I just let his biceps do the talking, and the rest takes care of itself.

Jason is my party guy. He’s got the smile and the charming personality, of course, but he’s also a total maniac in bed. I’m telling you, he can pick up any guy he wants after a night of partying, fuck all night and then wake up the next morning ready to do it all again.

And, Sean, he’s my main guy. He’s the one that helps me keep the others in control.

"Uh oh....okay.....I thought it's not until later that we have to go,"

"Gimme a second,"

And in the next literal second, her boyfriend changed into another version of himself, the fit junkie one, with perfect eyesight and confidence level to match. This is Elle's boyfriend, Lucas, public persona, and she always emphasized the need for him to ditch his slouched and socially awkward shy lover version in home. Elle is not only aware of the more-in-the-face changes, but also the musk coming from her boyfriend

"Yup, smelled right too. Love the way I could still recognize the sweat that just clung to your workout clothing. Fuck, I'm hella turned on,"

"Hey watch out. Look at the time, we should go now and take care of that pussy problem of yours later, photoshoot, remember?" said Lucas now reminding her why he changed right away upon her request

"Ugh, sometimes you're still not fun despite already let your fun and more outgoing side taking reign,"

"And you sometimes complained too much to whatever version I looked like. Now, just sit that pretty ass of yours still in the car while I pack my bag, you told me to change right away so I followed your wish, the least you can do is make me not have a headache this early in the morning,"

“Tonight was nice.”

Those were his girlfriend’s words after she pulled away from the kiss with a content look on her face. He couldn’t necessarily blame her, tonight was nice. It’s not everyday that a couple gets a chance to get out at a fancy restaurant during their 1-year anniversary. They were dressed for the occasion too, he had only stuck with a classic suit, and she went with a stunningly beautiful teal dress. When he came to her house earlier to pick her up, he immediately assumed that he was the lucky one after seeing her.

It was going to be difficult to explain to their friends what went down tonight. Sure, the two shared a picture of them dining in fancy attires online, but the two of them mostly dined and conversed for the entire evening, which doesn’t make for a good story to tell later. He didn’t mind it overall, the two of them enjoyed the evening and that’s all that mattered.

“Yeah, it’ll be tough to top this moment.” He replied with a light smile on his face.

She stares at him for a brief moment before moving in for an embrace, which he returns in kind. He kept a slight grin to himself while staying silent, despite the strong smell of perfume that she wore, he could swear that he can smell hints of the smoked salmon they had earlier. Of course, he couldn’t ignore the heartwarming feeling he gets whenever she was being affectionate, she pulls away after several moments.

“Alright, take care on your way, okay, Andrew?”

He could feel something shift around inside him but he gives her a faint smirk. “No worries, I’ll text you when I get home.” He says reassuringly.

She gives him a nod. “Night!” She lets out before turning around and makes her way home. It was only until she got inside her home that Andrew made his way to his car, started up the engine, and driving his way home.

It was already late at night when they left the restaurant, so he already expected everyone to be asleep the moment he got home. Almost all of the lights in the house were turned off the moment he unlocked and opened the front door. He tries to keep the silence by gently closing the door and locking it once again before making his way up to his bedroom.

He stretches his arms the moment he gets inside his bedroom, he sighs in relief before proceeding taking his coat off and loosening up his tie, feeling content by how it wasn’t as tight anymore.

‘Tonight was nice’ His girlfriend’s words echo in his head. His smile grows wider and wider before he starts to laugh a little.

“She loved it!” He exclaimed but not too loudly as not to wake anyone else up. It certainly wasn’t easy to get everything together, he immediately pushes aside the thought of money. His mind thinks back to the date, how she looked at him and her grin widens slightly when they made eye contact. The two of them laugh a little shortly after that silent exchange.

He couldn’t handle it anymore, that feeling he had ever since she told him to take care of himself had been swelling up since then. The moment he tried to let the feeling out, his eyes rolled back and he collapses onto the floor. Someone else popped out of his body just as he collapsed.

Like Andrew earlier, he stretches out his arms. “Ahhh, I really hate being out of Andrew but it can’t be helped.” He muttered to himself before smirking. “She had four months to notice but with how much we had dated since that time, I think she convinced that she’s getting to know a new side of him, right, Andrew?”

He stares at Andrew’s braindead expression on the floor, his eyes wide and his mouth ajar, it’s open long enough for drool to start leaking out of his mouth and onto the floor. Andrew was still alive, he could still see Andrew’s eyes blink and how Andrew’s chest rises and falls. He bends down to inspect Andrew, musing himself on the thought that he was piloting this now braindead man a few moments ago.

“Sucks that you hardly have a brain at this point.” He comments but obviously isn’t expecting an answer from Andrew in this state. “But that’s what you get for letting me wear you for almost 4 months.”

He rolls his eyes shortly afterwards. “I know, I know, I did it against your will but hey, no one’s picked up on it at all since then, not even your girlfriend for 8 months at that time noticed.”

He eyes widen after uttering that last statement. “Oh crap! I nearly forgot!”

He digs into Andrew’s pockets and fishes out his phone, he completely ignores the biometric lock by inputing the passcode. Next he opens up the messenger app and selects the conversation with Andrew’s girlfriend and types in a quick message to her.

‘Home! Luv u’

He locks the phone before setting it down onto the table, next he turns back to Andrew, who hasn’t moved at all since he emerged out of Andrew’s body.

“I guess I should move back, I wouldn’t want to overstay my visit in your room, Andrew.” He said tauntingly before spreading Andrew out on the floor in a T-pose position. He stands before Andrew before turning around and doing the T-Pose position himself. He intentionally falls backwards, but instead of ramming into Andrew, his body phases right into Andrew. Almost immediately, life returns to Andrew’s face, wasting no time wiping the drool off his cheek. He frowns at the mild feeling of stiffness on his body but it’s more of an annoyance than a problem. He walks toward a mirror and smirking upon the sight of his reflection before proceeding to get the rest of his clothes off.

This is bad... I completely forgot that I had taken a pill this morning. These transformation pills are potent stuff, I had inkling that this personality existed whenever I took one. It was easy to keep it suppressed whenever the pill did its thing until the effect wears off which lasts for a day but I could have taken it after 20 hours. The moment that I ingested the pill, this personality I’ve been keeping in check suddenly overwhelmed me and seized control over my body.

Now, I’m the one being suppressed by the personality, watching at the back of my own mind as the personality within those pills have full reign on what I’m doing. It didn’t waste time setting up my web camera as I was on my computer when I took the extra pill and began to show off my muscular biceps as soon as it started recording.

“You dumb bastards like what you see?” I hear myself say to the camera. “Yeah, y’all better keep watching because this is Zak gun show. Check it out, I can tell every single one of you wish you could be something like this.” He continued to brag as he flexed my body. Was… was he promoting those pills? In a bizarre way, I wasn’t too shocked, I did pick up a bottle after I found a location on a shady site regarding transformation pills.

“Who knows? Maybe if you took some of these pills like I did, your pathetic body could look something like this too. And you could do whatever you want with it. In fact...” Without warning, I could feel my face lean closer to my arm before taking a long and good lick against my bicep. I definitely feel the warmth of my tongue on it even like this and I can definitely pick up that the personality is savoring this.

“Or you can take the easy way out and take my body instead for this sweetness.” He said casually after he pulled away and that part was what shocked me. “Swap with me or possess me, whatever you’d like.” He said with a smirk before pressing the key that stops the recording. This part was interesting, so this personality did pick up some aspects from me. And yet, I watch helplessly trapped within my own body as the personality does whatever it wants, hopefully until the effects wear off so that I can regain control over my body again.

He leans against the seat and lets out a sigh of relief. “Fu- Freaking finally…” Then he frowns. “Damn, even your goody two shoes personality is rubbing off on me.”

‘Was… was he talking to me?’

“Who else could I be talking to, dumbass. Do you know how much it sucked being locked in there?!” He retorted before patting his chest. “Eh, who cares, your slipup freed me. Thanks for that.” He added condescendingly.

‘Who are you?’

“Zak.” He replied smugly.

‘That’s a load of crap and you know it.’

He smirks. “Is it? I am Zak, in every sense of the word,” He replied before reaching out and grabbing the pill bottle and giving it a light shake.

‘You’re not-’

He pops it open with a finger. “I can and will, god, I’ve been wanting to scrub all of these goody two shoes vibes since you’ve been taking these pills. How can you stand to not show off these freaking muscles to everyone? Not even trying to get someone for me to-” He does a little thrust in the air. “You’re wasting a bod like this honestly but I certainly won’t.” He said before placing a pill onto the palm of his hand.

‘No, wait! St-’

He doesn’t wait and swiftly swallows it. Even without a body for me anymore, I can feel like the air around me is getting heavy and somehow I get a slight pounding in my head.

“The hell? You’re one pain in the ass to deal with. No problem though…” He commented as he popped another pill into his mouth.

The heaviness in the air intensified and the pounding in my head was mind splitting… and yet…

‘Hell yeah, can’t believe I wasted so much time...’

“Look at you, you’re starting to come around. Sorry bro, we only need one of us in this jacked bod and it’s going to be me.” He said as he took out three pills and swallowed it. I was fading that was for sure and I wasn’t in control with what I’m even thinking at that point.

‘You better fucking make up for lost time, the goody… two… shoes… is… trash…’ Honestly, I expected to disappear into the void but no, I felt myself sink…

‘’Don’t worry, bro, I’m gonna put in the work. Although, not everything about him is worth throwing out.” I say with a grin as I look for the video that I just took and begin to post it on every possible place I could where it could gain interest.

“Heh, they’ll be lining up to get a piece of me. Oh, right, I just remembered...” I grabbed my phone and began to install a handful of dating apps. I frowned on how reserved I looked in my previous pictures, they clearly don’t show off my good side. They’ll do for now, I should snap up some better pics when I get to the bathroom later.

I could only stare at the camera, which was still actually running. I can see how confident I looked and how damned good I looked. This felt right and I’m ready to show this off to the world. I leaned in again to keep my biceps as a sign of my new start.

Peter flexed his hard muscles and took the obligatory mirror-phone pic, and uploaded it to the site after he finished his shower. He’d stumbled across the “Swap Club” website online, and immediately decided to join, even though it’d taken all night to fill out the registration forms.

The rules stated that, once you joined, you agreed that your body and identity become property of the Swap Club, and available for use by any member, according to a monthly lottery and ranking system. Every month, all "”waitlisted” members are entered into a random lottery, and the winner gets first pick of any new bodies that have joined the pool that month. If they wanted to, they could defer their first place pick to the next month, and the next, until a body enters the group pool that they want. The lottery then determines who gets 2nd pick of whats left, 3rd pick, etc. If you tired of the body that you select through the system, you can re-enter that body into the pool, and wait again in the lottery system. The only downside was, you could be “downloaded,” without a body, for months or years after you gave your original meat frame to the pool, and until you made your next selection.

Some guys, no matter what their lottery position, swapped into the first available new body, young or old, hot or ugly. It was the swap itself that was erotic for them.

Others banked their 1st place picks for years, waiting for that perfect young stud that they always longed to become.

Peter realized that, by entering his current muscular body into the pool, he would definitely forever lose his looks and identity to someone who bid on them. But that was okay… he wanted to be someone else…

Sure enough, within 5 minutes of joining the Swap Club, Peter’s muscular body was bid and taken, and the old Peter found himself aware, but without a physical form, scanning a list of possible other meat to inhabit, other members who had joined and given up who they were…

And the club wasn’t that large (about 5,000), and Peter realized he’d be waiting a long time for the type of guy he wanted to become: a skinny, small dick wrinkled submissive of an old man. He wondered what the dude who just took over his old life would now do with it.