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Ever heard of “No Running in the pool area”? Well I was drunk and foolish, so I ended up running until I tripped and died on the impact. Considering how old I was, I was surprised the cold water did not kill me first. It’s been years and now I am stuck at the place of my death. However, as a ghost I have the power to possess the living. My favorite preys are hot young men. The thing is that the possession does not last more than one day. Well, at least I get to live a new life every day.

Speaking of new life, here comes one. 

This young man right here is Joshua Miller, I’ll changed it for Josh once I’m in control. I could hear a bit of conversation between him and his friends. Apparently Joshua had a problem finding a girlfriend because he could not climax. A mental cock block allegedly. Guess I will have to unlock it for him.

As soon as he stepped out of the pool, I yanked him back by his red speedo. The tight waistband slapped against his perky cheeks as he gasped and fell in the water. Jesus, even his gasps were manly, I am going to have fun. Joshua tried to swim up, but I manifested all over him. He screamed underwater when he saw me. I smiled and dived inside his open mouth. To the others, it looked like he was drowning, but in reality he was struggling to push me out of him.

“Glgglglg! UUNNNGG!” Joshua groaned.

A cloud of spectral bubbles flew deep down his throat and the rest was history. I opened my new eyes and felt a surge of young strength. With my insanely athletic body I swam up to the surface. I took a deep breath and appreciated the inflation of my healthy lungs against my solid pectorals.

“Yo dude, you okay?” asked one of Joshua’s friends.

I flashed a smile at his friend. “Yeah, just a bad trip,” I replied.

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Thankfully, the flat my vessel shared with his bros was close. Anyway, twenty minutes was far from being a deadline, I may have gotten expulsed in the space of half an hour but that was it. Soon, we got separated as two of us had to go on a date while another wanted to take a shower.

“Perfect,” I cooed with my strong and sexy voice.

After grabbing some pillows, I rested my head on it and started to explore my body. My host was young yet already jacked up. I caressed my thick thigh and my crotch almost instantly got stiff. 

“Damn, that was fast”, I laughed. I ran my right hand up my washboard abs and tickled each ripple. Then, I put it on my bouncing pecs and pinched a nipple.

“Oooh! Fuck, this guy is sensitive,” I moaned.

I could not wait anymore and stripped Joshua of his boxers. A glorious eight-inch dick was waiting for me. After a chuckle, I grabbed my rod and fondled it. My biceps tensed and swelled as I did so. At each stroke, my moans got louder and sweats dripped on my toned body. I bit my lower lip while precum leaked off my penis. I jerked off harder and throbbed my pectorals in unison. This body was full of hormones and testerones.

“GAAAHHH! HERE I COME!” I roared

My back arched and I shot a geyser of jizz all over the floor. Still horny, I laid down and closed my eyes.

“Well Josh, I got no idea why you couldn’t cum before but looks like it’s over now.”

I guess the kid was only aroused by his own body. Can’t blame him, he is sexy as fuck. I opened my eyes again and got disoriented. I was floating now.

“Damn it,” I thought.

The clock hit midnight. Guess my time inside the boy is over. Still, I had some times before I would be sent back to the pool.

“Ooh, my head.” Joshua rubbed his temples as he woke up.

“Bro! The fuck?!” shouted his friend, just coming out of the shower.

If I could eat ghostly pop corn, I would. I watched the scene and laughed to myself.

“Joshua, you just came!” his friend shouted as he touched the load on Joshua’s abs before licking it. “Wow, and it tastes good.”

Joshua sprung back and pulled his shorts back on. “Eric, that’s not funny! Did you guys drugged or something?” he asked.

Eric smiled and pulled out a bottle. “See that? It comes from the same source than the pool, it’s rumored that it has sexual power. So I put some in your drink while you weren’t looking”

Joshua scratched his hair. “Dude, don’t tell me you believe in this.”

“Well, try some if you think it doesn’t work.” Eric handed the bottle to him.

I observed with wide eyes as Joshua grabbed the bottle. The stud gulped and then took a sip. Without warning, I felt a force pushing me down and I could not fly anymore. A magnetic effect directed me right toward Joshua. Our beings collided and everything went black.

I felt a few shaking as I could see agai.

“Joshua! Answer me please!” Eric called.

I looked down and saw Josh’s marvelous chest again. I was back in control, baby! 

“Wow, man, I didn’t expect you to pass out,” Eric said as he sat next to me.

Something felt strange. I was hard again, but it was not because of the possession. My eyes travelled the room and stopped on Eric’s wet body, only covered by a towel. I licked my lips and an alarm went off in my mind. Joshua was a faggot. Perhaps he was unaware of it, but it was obvious that only guys could turn him on. 

You know what? I died at a time where being gay was a crime, but it has been so much years, I deserve to try some new things. I exhaled and then seized Eric by the shoulders. Quickly, I kissed him while our toned bodies touched. Electricity went throughout my whole being. I have no idea if it was because of my host, or because I may be attracted guys too after all, but I was getting horny as fuck.

I expected Eric to freak out, but instead he touched my pecs and six-pack. 

“I dreamed of this for so long,” he moaned.

I smirked as I tore the towel off Eric and spread his buttcheeks. 

“Horny again? Wow, I should buy more bottles from that magic source,” Eric said.

I bit Eric’s left ear and thrusted inside him. “You should.”

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One week later.

“C’mon you old Queer, you’re losing,” Eric shouted as he ran past me.

I was too busy admiring my boyfriend’s tight ass to be focused on the race honestly. Plus my chiseled body was a huge distraction in itself too. Eric made a shout of victory when he arrived first. Then he lunged at me and we made out.

“Who would have thought that a bore like you would become such a sex God?” Eric wondered.

“Well- UNNNNG!”

“Joshua, you okay?” Eric asked.

I dropped on my knees and tremored. “D-drink please!” I pointed at Eric’s bag.

My boyfriend ran to his bag as I writhed on the ground. 

“G-get out! Leave!” begged Joshua. “Gnnn! It’s my body!”

Eric strode toward me and handed me the bottle. Without any delay, I grasped the bottle and drank it. Joshua sunk back into his mind and I was back in control.

“We should get rid of those bottles, they’re making you sick,” Eric said.

“No, don’t worry. I’m trying new steroids, think I should drop them,” I replied.

“You should! Plus it’s not like you need them Joshua.” Eric caressed my left muscular arm.

Josh was stuck in a state of permanent hell. Being a teenager was hard enough with discovering sex and puberty. Josh, however, had all that as well as a slight case of post death limbo he was horny as hell with no body to get down with.  Worst of all he died on a beach with a pier that was the highlight of the surrounding areas. Bringing in tons of tourists  every season. Hot guys, gay and straight, running around half naked made limbo a literal living hell. The only solace Josh had was an occasional grouping of some guys ass or a peek at their junk when they were in the bathroom.

Next week was apparently supposed to be gay pride at the beach and josh knew it was going to be hunks on hunks on hunks. Depressed and wanting to take his mind off things, Josh went to the piers theatre to sit in on a movie. It was a throwback Thursday and they were playing the children’s film Casper Meets Wendy. Great a ghost movie thought Josh but he still stayed. And boy was he glad! The ghosts in the movie did this possession thing where they took over some guys bodies! This got Josh thinking maybe pride wouldn’t be so bad after all.

The next week came with rainbows and hot bods galore. Josh was staking it out on the beach to find the PERFECT guy to get into and test out this whole possession thing. He waited  and waited not wanting to make the wrong decision. Worried he was missing out, Josh started to float over to the pier. As soon as he started though, he stopped dead in his ecotoplasmic tracks to see this hottie walk by.

Now there’s a body I could get into. Josh always liked the beefy big guy type, he never thought he might get the chance to actually be one though! This guy seemed to be going to the changing rooms. Perfect! Some things going to change but it’s not going to be that swimsuit.

Chad entered the changing room when he felt a presence follow him in. Thinking it was some horny pride goer he turned around to tell him off.  Instead he was greeted by a bluish translucent form.  eyes wide Chad screamed in terror. “Sorry dude let’s hope this works” Josh said as he flew forward into Chad’s mouth. Josh threw all he had into charging into this guy, almost a little too much. Josh hit Chad’s mouth all of his ghostly form slamming onto Chad’s face, then popping into his mouth and down his throat. This not only caused Chad to fly back onto the bench, but all that momentum turned Josh into poltergeist pinball. As Chad’s big butt flopped down on the bench, Josh bounced into Chad’s stomach making it to expand out, causing Chad to groan deeply. Josh then ricocheted from Chad’s now round belly straight into his big globular ass, “I’m really sorry about this man!” Josh yelled embarrassed about the rough possession job he was doing. Slamming into Chad’s ass made a rubbery sound as it expand to almost double its size, this sudden bubble butt inflation bounced Chad up from the bench and hurled him across the room with him yelling. Just like the stomach though as soon as Josh bounced in he bounced out. This time he flew into Chad’s huge dong, which was already being barley contained in his speedo.  That didn’t matter though as momentum still propelled Josh forward. With a boing Chad stopped mid flail and his huge dick expanded to full staff in a matter of seconds. The feeling of Josh’s cool rubbery ectoplasm expanding in Chad’s dick  made his eyes cross and knees shake in pure ecstasy.

Josh kept moving forward and soon he was deflating out of Chad’s rock hard member first his head popped out , then the rest followed quickly in suit.  flying forwards, Josh was caught in the pouch which was stretching out as he flew forward. Meanwhile Chad was standing dazed from the orgasmic feeling of Josh flying out his dick. Josh was losing momentum as Chad’s speedo reached its maximum stretch. Coming out of his daze Chad looked at what was happening between his legs. Just in time to see his waist band come flying back at him filled with ghost. “Coming back at cha big boy” Josh laughed as he collided with Chad’s hard member. Josh was back in side but now had a better grasp on what he had to do. Chad’s mouth began to fill  with ectoplasm as Josh started to spread through-out his body. Doubling over from the forced entry, Chad thrust his crotch forward as Josh filled up his member and balls. Chad moaned as he felt the all too familiar swelling effect of an ecto filled dick.  Josh then started to fill in Chad’s ass causing it to shake and dance around the changing room.  Not wanting to waste much more time Josh pushed down into each of Chad’s legs making each of  them pop up respectively. Finally Josh went to the torso ending with Chad’s heavy pecs, each was filled with a small spring sound. Feeling filled completely with Josh’s ghostly presence, Chad fell back onto the bench with the sound of a ball bouncing.

He looked up beaming. “Wow! That was so much fun! I’m definitely doing that again” Chad said with Josh’s voice. The new Chad sprung up and grabbed his crotch,

Wo this guy is HUGE, I mean I knew that from getting into this hot bod, but it’s so different feeling the actual weight of this thing!

Turning my roommate into a skinsuit.

It was largely a standard mission. To infiltrate and arrest criminals and drug dealers. Not a big thing.

The problem is that they've managed to get their hands on one of those body possession machines. Thats how they managed to get out of prison. According to the latest report, they have taken teenagers in possession. After that mission everything changed, but let me tell you about it from the start.

I was making myself something to eat as my boss walked in to talk to me.

"I got a new mission for you, Mark. Top secret, if you agree to do it.", he said.

"I'm listening. What should I do?", I answered.

"Criminals escaped the prison. Kenny Miller and Dan Schwarz. You know them?"

"Of course. I was the one who brought them behind bars. How did they escape?"

"Body possession. They got two guards which we later found unconscious 2 miles next to the prison."

"And my mission is to arrest them?"

"Roughly, yes. According to our latest reports they've managed to possess bodies of teenagers on a high school to start selling drugs again."

Now I knew what he wanted.

"I wont do that. You know I'm not into that.", I said.

"Top secret,  remember Mark. You're in.", he answered with a grin.

I let out a deep breath.

"Who will I take over?", I asked.

"The adoptive son of my dead sister.  He goes to the same school and was friends with the possessed victims. He is ready, so if you could follow me."

My boss walks away and I follow him through a door into the next room. The machine took almost the entire space of the room and by the looks of it, it was ready to use.

In front of it was a young guy, probably my new body. He turns around to reveal his thick glasses. He has to be almost blind without them, I thought.

"Hi, I'm Eric.", he said reaching forward to shake my hand. I felt how he checked me out. How he glanced at my arms, my beard and my boots.

I shook his hand.

"I'm Mark. I'll be the one you're swapping bodies with.", I said.

I saw how his eyes lightened up until my boss started talking.

"Not really.", he said. "As Mark needs your knowledge about the school Eric, we'll place his consciousness over yours."

"So we'll be two guys in one body?", I asked.

"Correct.", he answered.

Eric and I sit down at the opposite ends of the machine. Arms, legs and head are tied to the machine. We both give the sign that we are ready. I close my eyes and count to 3. As I open them again, everything looks blurry.

"I cant see shit!", I said with a high pitched voice.

Cant wait to have my body back soon, this body is not made for a man like me, I thought.

I'm sorry that you dont like my body but you agreed to do this mission, I heard the high pitched voice in my head. Erics voice.

Off to a great start, didnt know we could hear each others thoughts, I thought. This time Eric stayed quiet.

Someone put myself glasses on. We got untied and I stood up. It was weird to control such a lean body. I looked over to my real body, laying unconscious in the seat. I missed it already but that it was unconscious was better than someone else walking around as me. Last time I switched bodies for work it was with a 70 year old man. My body was sticky when I got it back and my bathroom and some of my clothes were full with cum. So disgusting to think of someone jerking off in my body. Especially when it was a 70 year old.

In the evening I got driven to the school where I should arrest Kenny and Dan.

Two days later I finished the mission and got driven back to the police station. I entered the room with the machine again and saw my old body still laying there as if it wasnt moved. I was so happy to see it again. I sat down on the seat, closed my eyes and counted to 3. I felt my real body again. The warm leather jacket, my tight pants and shirt on my muscles. I wiggled my toes in my leather boots. It felt so great not wearing those Chucks anymore.

I opened my eyes to see that I was still tied to the machine.

"You can untie me now, guys.", I said. It was so great to hear my deep voice again.

Only now I noticed that something wasnt right. The only person with me and Eric in the room was my boss. Normally, multiple people would operate the machine.

I looked at my boss who was talking to Eric. Both whispered.

"Is everything alright?", I asked.

Both of them looked at me and Eric chuckled.

"My nephew said that you were quiet cocky in his body. You made nasty remarks about his clothes, his looks and so on. As compensation, he'll use your body for some time", my boss said.

I was shocked. I never thought something like this would happen.

"Wait, no. This is not true!", I shouted. "I never said something like this."

But it was to late. My boss pressed the button again and I felt how Erics soul entered my body. It was a cold feeling, causing me to shiver. I tried to push him back into his own body but through the help of the machine he overpowered me. I felt how I lost control of my limbs, my muscular body.

Its a pleasure to use this body, I heard Erics voice in my head.

My boss looked at me with a dark grin as he said:"Codename."

"Exodus", I heard myself answer.

"Good it worked.", my boss said as he untied my body.

I had no control over my body as it stood up and my arms started to touch my body. Eric took off my leather jacket and sniffed it. He let out a moan and grabbed my dick. I felt how my dick raised and I couldnt do anything.

"You have 30 minutes for yourself in the bathroom. Here are some clothes we took from his home.", my boss said as he took out a black sportsbag. He opened it to give us a look.

"I see you in 35 minutes in my bureau, Mark.", he said leaving the room.

Eric grabbed the bag and went through the other door into the bathroom. We were alone.

He started to sniff my sweaty armpits and to lick my biceps. He rubbed my cock in my jeans while flexing my muscles in the mirror.

I felt how pre-cum started to drip into my jockstrap and I couldnt do anything against it.

Eric opened my belt and took my dick out of my jockstrap. He wanked it off but he didnt manage to shoot my load. He wanked so hard that he started to stumble. He looked down at my feet. At my black leather boots.

I always wanted to wear boots like this, even though I have to learn how to properly walk in them, his thoughts said.

Eric sat down on a toilet seat and pulled both boots off. He wiggled with my toes in my gold toe socks as he raised the first boot to my nose and put my dick into the second. I could smell the warm, worn leather and the sweat and I felt how that turned Eric on.

I felt how he pressed the top of my dick against the sole of my boot right as my body shot my first load. Eric opened my mouth and let out a loud moan. I was deeply embarrassed.

He switched boots so that I could smell the sweet cum inside my boot which caused me to shoot my second load right into my other boot.

He took off my Red shirt and wrapped it around my dick.

"Watch this.", he said.

He put both boots, with the cum inside, back on. I felt how my socks started to soak it up, it felt disgusting. Like wet socks. But this caused me to shoot my last load and probably the biggest I've ever had into my shirt.

Satisfied with what he did he looked at my watch.

10 minutes left. Time to dress up again, he thought.

He took my jockstrap and my pants off while walking back to the bag.

He looked inside and took a black jeans, jockstrap and a blue shirt out. He put the shirt on, letting my fingertips glide over my abs. He lifted my booted foot to put on my new jockstrap when I heard his thoughts. I dont need this, the jeans will feel great too. So he grabbed my black jeans and put it on. He put on my belt, my gun and my badge. At last he lifted my leather jacket from the bag, sniffed it one last time and put it on. He stuffed the old clothes into the bag and left the bathroom.

He walked into the bureau of my boss.

"Looking good, my son.", my boss said.

"Mark. We're not alone.", Eric answered. He crossed his arms. "What now?"

"First, we just got called to a crime scene. Ready up, we're driving in 5 minutes." He made a sign to come closer and Eric walked around the desk to stand next to him.

"After that, we'll test that body to the max at home.", my boss whispered.

"Sounds good.", Eric answered.

The whole trip to the crime scene was torture. I had to see Erics thoughts about my naked body and the one of my boss. So gross. He also looked through my memories. I tried to stop him but I was too weak.

Arriving at the crime scene I felt how my heart started to beat faster. Eric was nervously looking through my memories how to act as me. I didnt bother to stop him as I got weaker every time I tried and as I had to think about what gruesome night stood before me. I had to make peace that he will be me forever.

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My best friend and I are both gay and I told him about my fantasies I want to have with his father. Of course He didnt take it well so I started to have secrets in front of him: I want to turn his father into a skinsuit if I cant sleep with him.

I started to observe the routines of his father and noticed that he goes for a walk from 11am till 12:30pm every day and after that he is alone at home for 1 hour. That is the time I'll strike.

The day before I wanted to fullfill my plan I visited my best friend and left some of my things in his room so I have a reason to get in on the next day. The next day arrived and I was so aroused. I didnt go to school that day so I could fullfill my plan. I saw my upcoming victim leave his house at 11am and I waited until he came back at 12:25pm. I waited 10 minutes, left my house and knocked on his door.

Mr. Reid opened the door and looked slightly confused. I admired his beautiful grown beard, his short brown hair, his hairy arms and his muscly body. I had to recall my eyes as I noticed that he asked me something.

"I'm sorry, I didnt want to disturb.", I said, hoping that he would repeat his question.

"It's all good. What do you want.", I saw his pecks move beneath his slightly unbuttoned shirt when he talked. He wiped sweat from his lips after he finished the sentence.

"I forgot some things here yesterday and I need them for a school project this afternoon", I lied. "Could I come in and get them?"

He scratched his head for a short time and answered:"Ehm... yeah of course,  why not."

He opened the door further and stepped aside, I walked past, he closed the door.

"So where did you leave-", I pressed my lips against his when he turned around to talk to me. I wanted to feel them and his body in action before I would become them. I took the syringe I prepared with skinsuit serum and stabbed it in his butt.

He pushed me to the ground while he removed the syringe from his butt.

"What the f**k did you do?", he said, starting to walk towards the bathroom holding his stomach as if he has to throw up when it started to happen.

His right foot deflated, followed shortly by his left one leaving two thick wool socks and a beautiful pair of brown leather boots on the floor. He fell down pulling with a slight scream, now pulling himself towards the bath.

I saw how his muscular legs started to deflate, leaving his brown cargo pants and to my surprise a jockstrap behind.

After that everything went so fast, both arms, his well build torso and his head deflated when a black, slimey goo crawled through his nose and face onto the ground. That was Mr. Reid. I took an empty jar from the kitchen and returned to the black goo laying next to the big pile of skin in a shirt. I scooped the goo into the jar and towards something more important: the skinsuit.

I grabbed it and by the head and lifted it up from the ground. The feet still touched the ground as he was 6 inches toller than me. His shirt fell to the ground revealing his now deflated hairy chest. I turned it around, laid it onto a desk and stripped. I could already smell his sweat and that turned me on. I started to stretch his hole so I can get in, head first I had to wiggle a bit around to get confortable in my new body but shortly after everything sort of snapped into place. Looking through my new eyes I stood up from the table now towering at 6'2". I looked at the clock to see how much time I have to admire my new body but I had to find out shockingly that I only had 10 minutes until my best friend would be home. I quickly put the shirt back on, hid my boner in my jockstrap und put my pants back on followed by the thick socks and smelly boots.

I grabbed the goo from the jar and swallowed it to gain his memory. I saw his life running before my eyes, how his wife died, how he got closer to his son and that they sometimes fuck each other. Now I knew why my best friend thought so bad about my fantasies: he doesnt want his dead to fuck him and his jest friend.

I collected my old clothes and the syringe from the ground and threw them outside into the trash. Just in time because my best friend was just coming up the driveway.

He waved towards me as I shouted towards him:"Good afternoon son. How was school?"

"Not so good dad. Could we do our thing inside?", he answered.

I knew what he wanted to do and I was all in for it. I was thrilled to test this incredible body and thick cock.

Ray opened the front door to go to his motorcycle. He was a proud biker, especially if he gets some guys into bed with his muscular physique beneath the tight racing suit when he's driving around.

He sat his first feet outside the door frame as his mother called him from the living room.

"Ray, come here please. You shouldnt leave, we have visitors.", she said.

Ray closed the door and walied towards the living room. His steps on the parquet could be heard loudly. As he entered, he saw his mother with his aunt and his 10 year younger cousin on the couch.

His cousins eyes lightened up as he saw Ray standing in the doorframe.

Ray shrugged his arms, gesturing his mother what she wants.

"Why dont you go upstairs with your cousin, Ben. You could watch a movie or so. Us sisters want some time tontalk alone.", his mother said.

"Sorry, thats not possible, I promised Dan to meet him in 15 minutes. We want to drive together.", Ray said.

"Ray, even though your 26 and I shouldnt be able to tell you what to do, you'll do something with your cousin.", she answered. "Also, you were driving your motorcycle with Dan the last 4 days and even nights. Dont you think its time to spend time with your family again?!"

"No, its alright. Ray doesnt have to do something with my son. If he wants to meet a friend, he can go.", Rays aunt said trying to calm down her sister. "We are just guests."

"Ray is a guest too as long as he stays for the holiday.", his mother said. "Now go and take your cousin with you."

Ray rolled his eyes and waved his cousin to follow him. "I'll write Dan..."

He didnt want to do something with his cousin. Even though he was the older one, Ray was kinda scared of his cousin. The last time Ray met with his cousin on a family gathering, he saw Ben sniffing Rays soccer cleats in his closet. He didnt tell anyone else as he found it arousing and weird, that a family member hat sime Kind of crush in him, at the same time.

Now he was walking up the stairs towards the room he was staying at, at his parents house. Ben was walking behind him and Ray could feel how Ben was lusting over the sight in front of him.

As they arrived at the room, Ray sat down on the bed. Ben puts down a bag next to the bed and sits down right next to Ray. Like really close. Too close for Ray.

He stood up and turned on the tv. He took the remote and sat down further away from Ben again. Ben got closer again.

"What do you want to watch?", Ray asked.

"I dont know. What do we want to watch?", Ben asked.

"I dont care.", Ray handed Ben the remote. "Stream what you want."

Ray leaned back and closed his eyes. He hoped that the time would pass faster this way. He heard that Ben started on a movie and turned the volume up.

"Dont you want to take some parts of your suit off?", Ben asked. "I mean, its really hit in here."

"Nope, I'm fine.", Ray answered.

He remembered that he saw Ben dropping a bag next to the bed. A bag he didnt see as Ben was sitting downstairs on the couch. Ray opened his eyes again and leaned over the bed to see what was in the bag. As he opened it, he was suprised. In the bag were latex sheets and shirts, clothes, a mask and handcuffs.

He wanted to say something to Ben but in that moment Ben jumped at him, keeping Rays arms in check by wrapping his legs around Rays upper body and pressing a rag against Rays nose and mouth.

Ray wanted to breath but he noticed a sweet smell. Ben probably had the rag drenched in chloroform or ether, Ray thought as he already started to feel weaker.

Ray kept struggling against Ben butbhe had no chance as he was jumped by surprise.

As Ray finally fell unconscious against Ben onto the bed, Ben let out a deep breath.

"I thought this would've been more difficult.", Ben said to himself, pushing Rays unconscious body to the side.

He stood up and locked the door. He turned back towards Ray and stripped himself. He took off his oversized sweater and jeans and pulled off his Chucks with holes. He was standing there only in his black socks.

He slapped Ray onto his butt to make it jiggle.

"Now its your turn to undress.", he said towards the unconscious Ray.

As he opened and pulled off one of Rays racing boots, he was greeted by a very strong smell. Most people would say it smelled unpleasent but for Ben it was turning him on.

"Your mother was right, you rode your bike and wore these clothes the whole last days.", Ben said.

He pulled off the other boot and put them on. To his surprise, they've fit him.

"You got some small feet for your size.", Ben said, running his fingers over Rays thick white socks before pulling them off.

He continued by opening the zipper of the suit and slowly pulling it off. It was a difficult task as Rays body was really sweaty. As Ben reached Rays cock, he was suprised that Ray didnt wear any underwear or compression shirt. Better for my fantasies, Ben thought, pulling the suit over Rays legs and feet.

Rays unconscious body was now completely naked. Ben turned Ray around and positioned himself above Ray.

Ben slid his hard dick inside Rays tight ass.

"I thought you were gay, Ray.", Ben said. "Your ass doesnt feel like it."

Ben searched for his perfect rythm and as he found it, he started to smile. He didnt believe he was rough-fucking that tight ass of his gorgeous hunk of a cousin. Ben shoved his hands beneath his cousins body, feeling his pecks. He was in an ecstatic pleasure as he fell unconscious onto Ray.

As Ben woke up again, he felt someones hands on his chest and something in his ass. He pushed the still unconscious body off of him and stood up. He felt how cum was dripping out of his hole. He looked into the mirror to confirm his feelings. The body swap with his cousin worked.

Ben felt how horny his new body was so he quickly grabbed one of Rays used socks and sat down onto an armchair. He wrapped his sock around his new hairy member and srarted to finger his new hole, still filled with his old bodies cum. After pleasuring himself for 20 minutes, Ben started to put on Rays racing suit.

As he finished, he looked into his bag.

"As much as I want to use them, I dont have time for that.", Ben said throwing the bag out of the window.

He walked over to his old body and dressed it. After that he shook it slightly. His old body started to wake up again. It rubbed his eyes and looked confused at Ben.

"What the.... how is this possible.", Ray said, looking at his new body. "Ben! What did you do? I want my body back."

"I dont know what you mean Ben.", Ben said with Rays deep voice. He quickly left the room and went downstairs. Ray followed him, shouting that they have to switch back.

Rays mom and aunt came out of the living room to see what the noise was all about. Ray walied over to his mum.

"Ben swapped our bodies. Its me, Ray", he said.

The real Ben in Rays body chuckled.

"Ben, not again. You and your fantasies. No one can swap bodies. Do we have to go to the doctor again?", Rays aunt said and stepped forward. She turned towards her sister and said: "I'm sorry. Ben has his weird moments. We'll leave now."

"No, you have to trust me! Ben knocked me out with chloroform and after that we swapped bodies. You have to believe me!", Ray shouted.

His aunt grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the door.

She apologized to Ben in Rays body for the inconvenience and left with Ray in Bens young body.

Ben grabbed the helmet and got to Rays motorcycle. He still couldnt believe it. He was now his older, muscular cousin. He deeply inhaled the smell of sweat and leather again, before he grabbed his new crotch. This new life would be a wild ride for Ben.

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"That was it.", Mr. Lee said, packing away his history book. He looked at his desk to see if he missed something. After that he took his sports bag, his history bag and left his classroom. It was already late but Brennan Lee stayed to prepare his lessons for next week.

He walked through the hallway and around a corner where he found Mr. Beck, the janitor.

"Good evening Mr. Beck.", Brennan said, trying to get past him.

"Good evening Brennan.", Mr. Beck said blocking the way for Brennan.

"Its Mr. Lee for you, okay?", Brennan said. "Now let me through, I need to get home."

Mr. Beck still blocked Brennans way, stepping in front of him when Brennan tries to go around.

"Come on Brennan...Mr. Lee. I'm Dan. Lets get closer and call ourselves by our first name.", Mr. Beck said. "I'm allowed to call every other teacher by their first name but not you. Why not? If you dont trust me then ask the others when they're back in school, because right now it's only the two of us here."

"Because I prefer it this way.", Brennan said. "And also because I know what you're doing in the gym. Sniffing the shoes and underwear of the boys. If I could I would get you fired for this, but I cant. Thats why I'll stay away from you and so on."

"I thought I was more cautious.", Dan said quickly kicking Brennan into his balls.

Dans action surprised Brennan, who now went on his knees panting because of the pain. Dan walked around Brennan, grabbed his tie from behind and started to choke Brennan unconscious. The next few minutes were a struggle for both, Brennan and Dan. A struggle Brennan should win easily as his physique was clearly superior. But the surprise attack from Dan and the pain made it harder for him.

His biceps bulged beneath his white dress shirt as he tried to reach Dan and his own tie. He also tried to get up again but his feet only scraped over the floor wildly.

Dan choked Brennan further until Brennan went limp. Brennan stopped struggling as his arms fell to the side and his legs rested moveless on the floor.

Dan quickly checked Brennan for a heartbeat and he felt one. He now leaned down over the unconscious Brennan. He took Brennans arms and pulled him down the hallway into a classroom. He heaved Brennan face up onto the teacher's desk. Dan walked around the desk, speaking to Brennan as if he was awake.

"You know Brennan, I always admired you... but not in a good way.", he said. "You are everything that I'm not. You're the embodiment of manhood. With your muscles, your handsome face, your beard, your tattoos, the subjects you teach and your suits. You make me sick. No one can be this perfect."

Dan started to take off Brennans watch and bracelets.

"Why do these suits look so good on you? Its frustrating!"

Dan opened Brennans belt and pulled down his suit pants to reveal Brennans musky Calvin Klein jockstrap. He felt Brennans dick before lifting Brennans legs into the air to look at his ass.

"Yeah, that is something I can work with.", Dan said.

He removed Brennans pants and jockstrap completely and threw them onto the next table.

Dan took two vials filled with silver and gold liquid out of his pocket.

"You know, Brennan,", Dan said, " I have planned this since a long time."

He opened both vials, drank the gold one and poured the silver one down Brennans throat.

It didnt take long and Brennan was conscious again but he instantly noticed that something was wrong. He could only move his head.

"The fuck you did to me fucker!", Brennan exclaimed. "If I can move again you wont anymore, I take care of that you fucker."

"When you're able to walk again, its already to late for you Brennan. This night will be a night full of sexual torment for you."

Dan opened his pants and pulled out his small dick.

"Suck it or I will do so much more to you!", he added.

Reluctantly, Brennan took Dans dick in his mouth. What else would he have been able to do?

Brennan gagged even though Dans dick was small. After an hour Dan pulled out.

"That should be enough lube. Lets take a look at your after.", Dan said walking around to lift Brennans legs into the air.

Brennan felt how Dan cramped his little stick inside Brennans ass.

The quiet sound of flesh pounding filled the room.

"I dont want to discourage you,", Brennan said with a chuckle. "but I always thought that if I get raped that it was by a good looking man with a big dick. And not just this."

"Just wait!", Dan shouted, trying to cum into Brennan.

He tried to one up his rhythm but nothing helped.

"Well, lets forget that.", he added.

Dan stripped himself now completely naked and took a bottle out of his pocket.

"Before I do this, I should strip you too. Dont want this nice suit to be ruined.", he added further.

Dan opened Brennans vest and took it off together with his tie and white dress shirt.

Dan took the bottle and squeezed the thick liquid onto his hands. He applied the lotion lotion all over his body.

"This will make it easier.", he said. "For both of us."

He put both of his hands onto Brennans butt.

"Now, this will happen.", he added. "I'll climb into you. As soon as I'm in your body you'll be able to move again but I'll warn you: if you try to pull me out again it'll hirt even more. You wont be able to stop me as soon as even partially in you."

Brennan was horrified. He watched and screamed in agony as Dan started to shove his arms inside Brennan.

As Dans belly button disappeared into Brennan, he felt how he got control over his body again. He quickly sat up straight and grabbed Dans fat legs. He tried to somehow pull the rest of Dan out of him but it felt as if he was pulling on his own intestines. But he continued to pull.

There has to be a way to stop this, he thought.

But then he felt a weird sensation in his body. A tingle that made its way up his body from his butt. A tingle where he felt that he loses control again.

Quickly after that Brennan didnt have control over his arms anymore. They stopped pulling on Dans legs causing them to slide further into Brennan.

Brennan watched in horror how behind his erect dick, Dans last toes were pulled into his own body. That was the last thing that the real Brennan Lee saw.

His eyes rolled back and when they came back it was Dan.

Dan looked at his new erect dick, his abs and his muscular legs. His gaze followed his new legs until it reached Brennans dotted socks and brown dress shoes.

The new Brennan got off the table and stretched his body.

A deep moan could be heard on the room as Dan let Brennans hands ran down his body.

"I'll definitely get used to this.", he chuckled with his new deep voice.

He took Brennans shirt and buttoned it halfway up. After that he took Brennans suit pants, pulled them over his shoes and closed the belt.

Dan checked out his new body in the mirror.

"Even though Mr. Lee, I mean I, look stunning in a full suit, I think I should show more of my body.", Dan said.

He picked up Brennans jockstrap, took a sniff and pushed it into his pocket. He took Brennans tie, vest and bags before he left the building to drive to his new house.

A month later, the only thing people were questioning was the mysterious disappearance of Dan Beck, the janitor.

Dan played the role of Brennan Lee, the beloved sports and history teacher, flawlesly.

He loved his new job as he now had even more opportunities to sniff the jockstraps of his students. He also kept the janitors keys to get access to the lost and found box. Dan even managed to trade Brennans used jockstrap and sport cleats with the ones of the best jock, who was secretly gay. Dan knew that he will never leave Brennans body.

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Idea by @chrislikesboots

This is my big brother Aiden. He always protected me since I was little and he did so too when I came out to my family. While he supported me and defended me from harassment my family on the other hand threw me out of our house. Luckily my older brother was living alone in an apartment where I could stay.

He was totally my type as I loved men with an opposite physique than I had. I loved these handsome, rugged faces on men. I also loved tall men with a great body, but I could only imagine his as I never saw him shirtless until that one morning where everything I wanted had changed.

When I woke up that morning, Aiden was already gone. He left a note which said that he went swimming. I made myself ready for my morning walk.

After I put on my running clothes I decided to take a new route through the forest.

It went great until I passed the small lake in the forest. I couldnt believe what I saw as it was my brother Aiden as he was taking off his swimming trunks to swim naked.

I had stopped walking, gazing at his incredible sixpack. As he turned around I had a short look at his huge dick before he covered it as he discovered me.

"Oh shit, Jeremy!", I heard him shout.

"Hey Aiden. I just - I didnt knew - I thought about taking a new route but I didnt know you where here.", I stammered.

"All good.", he put his trunks back on quickly and got out of the lake.

He gave me a slight hug, making my shirt wet in the process by pressing his hard abs against my chest. I hoped he wouldnt feel my hard dick pressing against his thick thigh. And if he noticed he didnt say anything.

After a short talk he went back swimming and I ran the rest of the route. I couldnt get this incredible sight out of my mind. He was so fucking gorgeous. I knew it was wrong but I started to lust after my own brother. My beautiful big hunky brother.

I was the first one back home and I immediately went into Aidens room. I went to his laundry basket and searched for his used workout clothes. I took out a black Adidas tshirt and shorts as well as his used soccer socks and jockstrap. I didnt even knew he wore jockstraps.

I grabbed his soccer cleats from his sports bag and left the room. I locked my room and quickly undressed completely. I put his shirt on and stepped into his jockstrap and shorts. I pulled on his overknee soccer socks and stepped into his cleats.

I knew that nothing fit me but I didnt care. His shirt looked like a bag on me, his shorts and jockstrap fell from my hips and my feet would fit about 1 1/2 times into his shoes. But the worst thing was, were his socks. I knew that my stick-like legs are no match to his massive calves, thats why they were always sliding down. I layed down on my bed so that nothing falls down.

I inhaled his smell, which somehow turned me on. I knew it was wrong to phantasize about him but that manly musk of sweat, deodorant and somewhat dirt made me horny.

My hands moved over the fabric and my mind drifted off into the sight of Aiden naked. That, combined with the incredible smell, made me so god damn horny that I accidentally shot my load into Aidens jockstrap. I was in full bliss as I imagined myself as Aiden, having these muscles, getting all the men until the apartment door opened.

"Jeremy, I'm home.", Aiden shouted.

I jumped up from my bed and undressed the fastest I've ever done. I quickly pushed his clothes under my bed. I knew that I didnt have enough time to dress in my old clothes so I pulled out my shower towel, threw it around my waist to hide my erection and grabbed my phone.

"Glad you're back. I just wanted to take a shower.", I said stepping out of my room.

"Alright.", he said now standing in front of me.

I could smell the sweet stench of his sweat and the sight of his massive pecs moving up and down beneath his shirt as he was breathing didnt help my erection to go away. I tried to not look at him further.

"Because of earlier,-", he continued. "- I know what your type is J. I knew that I'd be in that category and I'm sorry if you cant look at me like it was before that because of the lake. No matter what you'd see, what you'd do to me, my body or anything else, I would always love you. I mean I'd still love you as my little brother just like I do since your birth and I hope that you'll stay as I like your company."

I didnt say anything as I knew my lust would ruin the moment.

"Maybe I like it a bit too much.", he tried to joke.

I just nodded and he hugged me again. This time not as gently. I couldnt resist to give his bubble butt a slap. I giggled as if it was a joke and he laughed too.

"I'll go take my shower now.", I said walking to the bathroom.

"Good. I'll take my bath later."

With that I disappeared into the bathroom and locked the door.

I replayed the conversation in my head again and got an idea.

No matter what you'd see, what you'd do to me, my body or anything else, I would always love you, I repeated his words in my head again. I thought about drugging him to get him to fuck me or letting me fuck him. I thought about doing a bit of bondage to him or something else. I knew that these thoughts were wrong as he was my brother but then I had the best idea.

I searched the internet for a body swap spell or something similar. The thought of being him was such a turn on. In the back of my mind I thought that this is just a fantasy but it wouldnt hurt to try. I wanted to open some websites as I heard Aiden knocking on the door.

"Hey J. Did you see my soccer cleats? I cant find them but I swear I put them in my bag when I left training yesterday.", he asked.

I got nervous.

"No I havent seen them but if I remember correctly, I dont think that your bag was as filled out when you came back as when you left."

"Thanks man. Maybe I left them in the changing room. I'll get them tomorrow then."

I heard him walk away and I quickly took the shower.

After drying myself off I immediately went into my room. I put on some clothes and read further on the topic of body swapping. After some time Aiden came in to tell me he'll take his bath like every Sunday. I browsed further until I found a somewhat shady looking website.

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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.

Seth groaned as Jared picked him up off the floor. He was drenched in sweat and reeked of sex, an intoxicating musk emanating from the thick thatches of hair under his boulder-like arms.

“Son? I’m home!” Seth’s father called. The newly-swapped jock opened his mouth and was about to answer when Jared clapped his hand over his friend’s fuzzy mouth.

“I’m upstairs!” Jared called, smirking at the fact he was fooling his friend’s dad. “Hey,” he said to his friend’s shocked expression, “I’m you now. He’s my dad. Let’s get you some clothes.”

They raided his father’s closet for some underwear and a tank. Soon, Seth was dressed somewhat modestly, except for the raging erection poking through his dad’s sweatpants.

“Let’s do this.” Jared dragged the large man downstairs to meet his dad.

Seth’s Dad, Marcus, was a big guy. He was in shape, but had quite a muscle gut. Not only that, he was very hairy. Recently, he’d grown out his beard. Now it puffed out from his square jaw.

“Hey there,” his Dad, he looked at the jock awkwardly standing there.

“Hey Dad,” Jared smirked. His cock twitched at how kinky this situation was. Pretending to be his best friend was such a turn on.

“Who’s this?”

“My friend Randy from school.”

Seth smiled awkwardly, looking his father up and down. Not only would he be switching bodies with his dad if he went through with this, he’d be trapping him in this cursed sweaty jock body.

“Nice to meet you Randy.” He stuck out his hand.

Seth’s palms were clammy as he grasped his dad’s hand. He looked over at Jared who nodded. “Swap with me?”

“What? I didn’t hear you…”

“Just say yes,” Jared blurted out.”

“Oh—ok sure…”

In an instant, their eyes went blank. Smoke curled out from each of their mouths and flew into the air. Jared watched in excitement as the swap took place.

Seth felt himself leave the jock’s body, the reprieve from the constant lust was incredible. Almost instantaneously, he shot towards the gaping mouth of his father. He began to fill the much larger frame, feeling himself settle in. As he began to spread out within, the weight of his dad’s form bore down on him.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the handsome jock’s face, which looked stunned.

“What—how—what happened? Why am I looking at myself? Why does my voice sound like that?”

Marcus stared at the muscular forearms and tanned hands he now possessed. A look in the kitchen mirror confirmed he had switched bodies with this man! His eyes widened, and a grinned formed on his face. The young man staring back was handsome, fit.

Seth stumbled in his larger body, hands flying to his face. His rough stubble was replaced by a thick bush of hair sprouting from every inch of his face. His arms and knuckles were similarly coated in the black, wiry hair. He patted his heavier frame, feeling the itch of a furry chest begging to burst from beneath his shirt. He sighed and looked at Jared. “It worked, you made me switch bodies with my own father. Fuck, he’s so itchy…”

“Seth?” The jock exclaimed. “You’re in there? Who am I?”

“Let me explain…”

“Explain later!” Marcus grinned. In the mirror he flexed, watching mounds of muscles ripple on his biceps and pecs. “I feel great! GRRAAAHHHH! Your friend looks great. I look great!” His nostrils flared as he sniffed the sweat under his deep, hairy pits. “I should shower…I—“ He froze. His eyebrows furrowed and he bit his lip. “Excuse me boys…”

“Oh no…”

He ran out of the room.

Seth turned his attention again to the mirror. The manly face staring back at him, the gigantic beard, his new cock strained against his dress pants. He was horny, not in the way he was before, but enough to get a laugh from Jared.

“Enjoying being the man of the house?” He walked up and tugged on his friend’s new facial hair.

“It’s not so bad,” Seth admitted, having stuck his hand up his shirt, brushing a hand through his newly hairy chest.

“Your dad is so fucking hairy man…Let’s see what you got!” Jared giggled, unzipping his pants and tearing away his dad’s leather belt. In quick succession, he hooked his hands into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down.

A hard, meaty cock sprung up and smacked him in the face as Seth grunted. “What the hell!”

“Fuck…that’s a cock…maybe I want your dad’s body…”

Seth stared down and blushed. The dick he now possessed was even larger than the jock’s and thicker too. It was surrounded by the thickest patch of black, wiry pubes, and the head glistened with precum. It felt like he hadn’t jerked off in a week.

“Oh my god…” Seth stared, eyes glassy. He grunted in his deeper voice. He swiped a thumb over the head and grunted even louder, cock twitching in response to the foreign touch.

Upstairs, Marcus was staring in shock at the mirror. His hands dragged down his handsome, stubble-lined face. Gone were the lines around his eyes and mouth and the thick bushy beard he’d grown out for a year.

He flexed more, admiring the virile form he now possessed. “Who are you?” Marcus asked the mirror, in awe of his chill, young voice. He had decided to ask questions later, a fire lighting up his groin when he’d been downstairs. His cock tented against his shorts and he looked past his rippling abs at it. Curiosity and sheer hormones won out, and he gently pried down the waistband. A thick, sweaty cock angrily leapt free, smacking his stomach and making him see stars. Marcus groaned as he took in the sight. It was smaller than his own, but plenty big. Where his old untamed forest had been was a soft dark brown bush, thick like a man’s should be.

The sexy man staring back had fire in his eyes as he furiously fucked his hard cock. He tugged at the smaller bush at its base and his gigantic muscular legs twitched as release bubbled up and he growled. Jets of hot white cum had exploded from the tip of his new cock and all over his abs and the floor, but it was still painfully hard.

The jock staring back at him was drenched in sweat, the bathroom smelled faintly like a locker room as he continued to fuck his hand.

He flexed as he did it, hypnotized by the sheer manliness he felt. His meaty bicep sprung to life. BRRRAAAAAPPPPP, he belched loudly, like a real jock. The sound rang in his ears and his cock twitched with pleasure as beads of sweat ran down his chest.

He turned his head at the knock on the door. His own body waited, staring at him with wide eyes.

“Son—am I dreaming? What’s going on?” He panted.

Seth grimaced and let himself in. He explained to his father why he had to trap him in that body, what Jared had done at the gym, and promised him that he’d find someone to swap with.

“I’m so horny,” Marcus groaned.

Seth blushed as he felt his new cock twitch happily. He stared with horror at his bulge. “Dad…are you gay?”

“No…why?”

“Cause I’m turned on right now…”

“Well…I did fool around with a few guys in college…” just then he groaned as another bout of pleasure shot through his body.

Seth looked at his reflection, his dad’s reflection once more. He slowly removed his shirt, exposing the hairy chest he was just itching. Thick, black hair covered his entire torso. “Sheesh dad, have you ever thought of trimming this?”

“Don’t steal my body and then complain about it,” he panted. “Enjoying the view?” He looked down at the tent popping out from his tight dress pants as his eyes glazed over. “Ohhhh FUCK! I need to fuck something now!”

Seth got on his knees in front of the jock’s leaking cock, staring up at his handsome face.

“What are you—-oh!!” Marcus’ knees buckled as Seth shoved the massive length of him in his mouth.

Seth couldn’t believe was he was doing, but he was so horny and knew his dad felt the same. The cock in his mouth was hot and pink from all the tugging, and the sheer size of it made him choke. He pulled it out and brushed it against his beard. “FUCK!!!” Marcus yelled, “do that again!!”

Seth proceeded to shove his cock deep into the dense fur on his face. Marcus grabbed his former head and began to fuck it, moaning at the added friction. Seth groaned as the thick cock slid in and out of his beard, he made a note to try this again later. He’d be stuck as his dad for a while longer.

“It’s not enough…I need you to fuck me. This body is begging…” he turned around and spread his hairy cheeks. A line of sweat dropped down the crack Seth himself had just owned an hour ago.

Greedily, he lined his face up to the two big muscular globes and began to devour Marcus’ jock ass. The scratch of his beard sent him into a spiral. “Fuck bro…eat my ASS!!” Marcus’ eyes crossed, his personality almost completely overshadowed by the jock’s instincts. “Dude…” he moaned again.

Seth backed up and pulled his pants down. His dad’s cock sprang forth happily and lined up to the hairy hole. In seconds, he pushed the length of it inside his hot, wet ass and Marcus groaned in relief.

“Pound me bro!”

Ball-smacking fucking ensued, made louder by the deep grunts of both men, lost in the pleasure and smell of sex. Seth’s larger hairy balls swayed relentlessly.

“Dude you smell so good,” Marcus grinned stupidly. They were facing each other and their chest hair rubbed together as they continued to fuck. He lifted Seth’s arm and smashed his face into his own pit. The dense hair wiped across his handsome face and he smiled at the smell he was so accustomed to before his son stole his body.

The jock’s abs contracted as he got fucked, he groaned in his deep stupid voice and they neared climax. “FUCKKKK,” Marcus drawled, as his 9 inch cock busted all over himself and Seth. Cum splashed everywhere and Marcus threw his hands over his head as he rode the orgasm. Seth groaned as he came for the first time from his new middle aged man cock, tweaking his hairy nipples as he filled the jock’s tight hole. After he came, his big hairy frame collapsed onto the sweaty jock.

Marcus seemed to come back to his senses. “Fuck, Seth! Get me out of here. I can’t stand it.”

“Who do you want to swap with?”

“I want my body back!”

“I’ll swap with you,” came Seth’s old voice. Jared stood by the door grinning. Suddenly, Marcus and Jared arched their spines as they swapped. Smoke poured out of their mouths and transferred as Seth watched.

A moment later, the same grin was plastered on the jock’s face. “Fuck yeah, missed this a bit.” He flexed a boulder-like bicep and sniffed at the damp pit.

“What the hell, Jared!”

Marcus stared down at his new body, “oh god…”

Jared grinned as he drawled in his deeper voice. “Look at that, a full father-son swap. Sorry Seth, I don’t want to be you forever. Plus, I’m thinking we use this body to our advantage. We could all swap with anyone we wanted! Who wouldn’t say yes to being this guy?”

“You can’t leave us swapped! Let us get back to our bodies!” Marcus whined.

“Hey son. Right here. Ready?” He took off his shirt and shorts then put his hand on his hip and grabbed his hat. “Go for it.”

“Gotcha dad.” I pointed the camera at the Adonis body he had. It was hard not to appreciate all he had to offer. And it was even more exciting to me that these were my genetics!

I snapped the camera, but something was off. Dad wasn’t moving. It looked like he wasn’t even breathing.

“…dad?” I waited a half second. Nothing. It was like he became a picture himself. I walked over to him and was almost intimidated. What if this was a fucking prank!?

“Parties over dad.” I gave him a pat on the back, his sweat soaking my palm. But no response. He moved, but almost like a statue. None of his limbs turned. Everything was frozen in place.

I have to admit. I sort of got giddy at this point. I looked him up and down. The muscular body with a pleasant dust of hair. I reached over to touch him but immediately retracted when I saw people moving, albeit a good distance away, in my periphery. Geez. Thought everyone but me was frozen.

Even when the coast looked clear, I used dad’s lotion and rubbed his body with it to make it look I wasn’t just worshipping this man. But that’s when I noticed it.

On his back, at the top of his spine, there was a place where his skin cracked and had chipped off. No, not dried up and peeled, but literary chipped off. His middle back was my height so I had to tip toe a bit to look inside, but when I did I stumbled forward and lost my balance. I reached over to grab dad’s waist to stabilize myself, but this statue version of him was so light that I ended up pulling him down with me.

His mid-back shattered all over me. The outside of the pieces felt like skin, but the insides were just like porcelain. With his body on top of me, I looked inside his back and stuttered.

“I just broke dad.” It was a realization that freaked me out. Dad was fucking gone, and all that was left was a literal hollow shell of a person. There was nothing in him. It was just hard and powdery. How was I gonna get home? I can’t drive. Who’s gonna feed me? I don’t have a job!

I was tearing up for a bit before I heard other people closer. What was I gonna say? I panicked and did something that, in retrospect, was so fucking dumb to do – I could’ve broken dad even more.

But I didn’t. I hopped inside the gaping hole in my dad’s back and fit my slender frame into his hollow one. It was odd. The insides became less hard and more mushy as I fit more and more of myself in. It felt insane, but I already had my legs inside – might as well finish the job.

I shoved my arms through his bent ones, and then my head into his head, and waited for the people to pass by. I wiggled my toes and felt it protrude out of his from calf – again, he was way taller than I was. Up top it was super dark. The mushiness of dad’s insides were becoming more elastic. It started to feel like my dad’s arms were moving downward, as if the gravity of my arms pulled it in that direction.

I heard the people walk by, and their conversation became more and more clear as they came closer. They stopped whatever they were originally talking about and pointed out my dad. Called him a good looking dude and their voices faded away. Uh? Did they not notice his wacky pose while laying down?

I shifted to get out of my dad but found that I couldn’t. His insides started to mold around my own. It felt like I was being casted by him, with his legs, torso, and arms shrinking to fit my smaller height and wingspan. I started to panic when his began to wrap around my own – how the hell was I gonna breathe!? There was already no oxygen in here. I couldn’t see a fucking thing. I was-.

But then I could breathe. His nose wrapped around mine, and air flew through my lungs. It was like as if my nostrils were directly above where his would be. The rest of the face shifted along with his body, his arms and hands tightening around mine. I was actually able to start moving my fingers again.

His eye sockets shifted downwards to my own, and immediately I saw sun. That must’ve been the last shift because I felt nothing afterward. It was just me laying, but I couldn’t feel the sand underneath my dad’s body, just the elasticness of his inside. I was still basically just wearing his body like a suit.

I attempted to get up, and actually did. Looking down at my body was actually wild. I was the same height as before, short and stout, but my skin and muscles were dad’s. His speedo was loose due to his body wrapping around my smaller waist. Peeking over I saw his much girthier cock wrapped around my small one. I reached over to my back and froze.

I grabbed my camera and picked up dad’s shirt and shorts and ran to the bathroom. I hope it wasn’t too comical, but I could very much imagine how awkward it might’ve looked with his thick strong legs shrunk and wrapped around my short ones. I slammed into the private larger stall and froze.

I was a caricature of my dad. Everything was so out of proportion. My arms were his thick and muscular ones, but they were like a quarter of the size they used to be. Same with his legs and torso. I twisted my body to see my back, and it was exactly how I imagined it to be. The hole was still there, except it was more like a seam – a change of fabric. It’s like the back of any super hero’s skintight outfits when they’ve ripped. Except, my dad’s body was the outfit, and my body was the skin where the hole used to be. I touched it and actually felt it directly. I touched where my dad’s back hadn’t broken and it was still as if there were something in between. I looked back to the mirror. I would make a silly face, then dad would. Angry face, then dad would. But it just didn’t fit what was down below. Dad shouldn’t be this short, but that’s what I provided. Bummer, but my cock started growing anyways. It was hot seeing my dad replicate my movements, even if it wasn’t exactly him. But that’s what triggered something.

I started to grow. Fast. My erection grew, but it kept going. And I started to get further and further away from the ground. I looked in the mirror and saw myself – my dad – expanding and enlongating, and not gradually either. In three seconds, the growth made me jump in the air and my limbs grew to my dad’s size. My ass and crotch now fitted dad’s speedo tightly. And dad’s head was now correctly fitted on a respective body. I was an exact replica!

I turned around and still saw the big gaping hole, but it was like my body had grown to accommodate dad’s. I ran my hand down his torso, then took off his speedo. It still felt like I was wearing him, but I just felt bigger on the inside. I grabbed my erection, now the correct 7 inches, and took his speedo up to my nose. There was a musky scent combined with a short spike of ass that drove me crazy. I had always smelled dad’s used briefs when he threw them in the hamper st home, but being able to rub it into his own bearded face while jacking off his cock was even more incredible. I rubbed the speedo all over his body, making sure his sweat and hair collected his crotch’s B.O. Then, I raised my arms and took a big whiff of his armpits. With my face still buried in the mangley hair, I glanced over at my reflection. Seeing the erection and the head tilted with the speedo on my shoulder made my cock start spitting out precum. It was my precum, just dad’s was the vessel in which it came out of. I reached over to my bare ass and dug my finger in. I scrunched dad’s face as my middle finger went deeper and deeper into the tight crevasse. Meanwhile, my other hand was going back and forth between rubbing his sensitive nipple and stroking his big cock. A moan slipped, and it was a combination of his voice and my voice, but more of my voice. This brought me to the edge, and my cum raced through my cock and came out of my dad’s.

When you're a pair wandering ghosts for hundreds of years, you tend to get a little bit bored of the same old same old.

Isn't that why we, as civilized and horny individuals, invented the concept of roleplay? Is it not a desire to play and induce a more spicy dimension to sex? And folks roleplay lots of scenarios that usually involve their mundane life. Playing doctor or acting as a corporate boss doing dirty stuff with their subordinates...

It was why my dearly departed and I roleplay this specific scenario: body possession. But, we mix it with a little bit of our own, actual possession.

During our regular searches for a host, we found this guy just hanging around the gym and decided to make him our next little project for the month.

He was an older man taking a selfie in the gym. Nice musculature but an attractive amount of aged fat that gave him a cute appearance. The treasure trail on his stomach was certainly a treasure in my eye. We didn't know his name, his status, or even his age; but still we craved him like nothing else.

I went first, as usual. "Nrgh...! The hell?!" The man cried out as my ghost essence began to slide into dad-bod flesh. "Ahh, s-someone... help!" Luckily the locker room was deserted as was most of the building. The man could do nothing but pant and moan like a whore as I fully took him over.

My vision refocused from the black void that came from diving into a man. My first sight was this reflection I stole. As eager as a schoolboy in a candy story, I stepped closer to the mirror and planted a deep kiss to my reflection. Yeah, this'd be a nice host for my husband and me.

I dug into the guy's wallet and pulled out his info. Charles Wallace. His address was xxx at !&*( Street. Nice.

"Hey, you done?" my husband asked. I could see his shimmering form in the corner, muted due to having the eyes of a mortal for the time being. I shook my head as I pulled out the car keys from Charles' locker.

"Just a second, darling. Let's get home first." Those first few minutes inside another man were unremarkable, but I enjoyed them. It felt nice doing the mundane as someone else. Seeing everyone look at you while wearing another brought about a certain thrill in me, like not wearing underwear beneath your pants. Seeing a few heads turn as I walked by definitely helped, too.

And the first thing I did when I got home was start flexing. I couldn't help it, could you? I just adored seeing muscle under my control, almost as much as I enjoyed said muscle moving without it.

But it seems like my husband began to grow more and more impatient. "Move on over, stud. It's my turn to drive!" he cried out before diving into my mouth, agape in a gasp.

As the last of my husband finishing slipping inside, I could feel the intensity of flesh multiply. Three souls now occupied this body, though Charles' was unconscious, and the constricting tightness made me reach an ecstasy that no rope could help me reach.

"N-No, this is my body...!" I called out, trying to hide my erection as I stared at Charles' reflection. My legs rubbed up against each other as I tried to stand while trembling with pleasure. I kept trembling as I allowed my husband to fill each of Charles' heavy limbs. Even though I could no longer move them, I could still feel the goosebumps and chills.

Finally, Charles' body straightened as he let out a low moan. His eyes opened and my husband smirked at his own reflection. "Ahhh, niceeee. Always love taking the big dumb straight ones." We had no idea if Charles was even straight or not, but that didn't matter. The story was already forming.

I took control back. Charles' face immediately turned into a grimaced as I begged to his reflection. "Get out of me, p-please!" I moaned as I felt my cock get even harder in these shorts. Already, my husband was shaking his hips to slide them off. "Ahh, what're you doing?! Pervert, don't!"

The smirk returned. "Hey now, I'm just trying to have good time like anyone else, my guy. Don't take it personally." He slapped one of Charles' pecs. "If anything, it's your fault for having such a nice, sexy body. I couldn't help it, really." His bit his bottom lip as he began twerking one of Charles' pecs, and I nearly lost it right then and there. I swear I could've cummed five times over just feeling that.

"P-Please, d-don't make do these erotic things. I-I'm a straight guy, I-I don't get aroused like this!"

"Straight?" My husband taunted back, guffawing as he performed a double-bicep flex. "With these babies? Hell no, that'd be a crime!"

The shorts came off, then the underwear; a pair of boring boxers that we'd have to upgrade to jock-straps later on; and soon enough my husband was jerking off this cock like a pro while playing with our sensitive chest. My very soul writhed in pleasure, so much so that I could barely even pretend to put up resistance.

"C'mon, is that all you can do!" My husband said, glaring at his reflection. "Don't even mind another dude is jerking off this fat cock?"

Instead of protest and horror like I wanted, I could only manage a tired groan as I panted. Forget the beast with two backs, we were a beast with two cocks. "N-No more... I-I'm... I'm going fucking crazy..." I was hardly roleplaying right now, my vision growing hazy as we explored this body. "I-I'm... I'm... oh god, I'm fucking cumming!"

We painted the mirror white with out thick loads. Then, Charles' body began to tremble as I lost focus. Slowly, my ghostly essence slipped from his mouth as I became ejaculated from his body as well. "Oh, damn. Didn't think it was that good for you," my husband said, chuckling as he saw my embarrassed form. "C'mon in, we got about a month of this to enjoy."

I slipped back inside and instantly felt our cock grow hard again. Twice the ghost twice the arousal. We took a deep breath to relax so I could get back into character. "Ohhh... you fucked up asshole," I hissed, voice barely above a whisper.

"Oh, for me? You shouldn't have, Charles." My husband said. He knelt down and began to lick the trailing cum from the glass while I protested.

"Fuck, no no!" I cried out from the inside. "Stop making me do all this gay shit! I can't... I can't take it anymore!"

"Sorry to disappoint you," my husband said, licking his lips to get the last of the delicious cum. "We're gonna a couple much-needed loads up this ass, next. By the time I'm done with you you're gonna be begging for me to never leave."

"N-No, please. Anything but that...!" I breathed out, moaning. The rest of the month was spent with me protesting in Charles' mind as my husband cruised around like a chaotic slut, having this body groped, fucked, and exploited in ways neither of us could've ever thought possible.