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Experiencing the Locals' Lives

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

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

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

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

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

"What do you want?"

"Nothing"

...

"Sure took your time huh?" 

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

Halloween Hopper Victim

It’s been a week since my son Colton and I swapped bodies. We had a louder than necessary fight at dinner over at the chinese place. Our busboy came over with our check receipt and two fortune cookies. Even though we were both angry, we took our cookies and opened them, as if something drove us to. We both had the same fortune,

“Seek to understand the one closest to you.”

The next day I woke up in Colton’s bedroom. His posters of boy bands and wrestlers in tight spandex were throwing my head through a loop. I wondered how I got to my son’s bedroom. Getting up felt all wrong. There was no body fat on me, I felt light as a feather. I rushed to the mirror on the door and was met with Colton’s appearance. Somehow we had switched bodies.

I also immediately noticed that my son sleeps in the nude. Like father like son. I looked away from the mirror, confused as to why the sight of Colton’s naked body was turning me on. But when I looked away I saw the posters of men all around the room. They were almost as attractive to me as my new body. That’s when it hit me; I wasn’t just in Colton’s body. I was gay.

I rushed to put clothes on, embarrassed by how horny the sight of Colton’s naked body was making me. But I only managed to get Colton’s underwear on before the bedroom door burst open. It was my own body looking at me, and then down at the boner in my briefs. He laughed and smiled and asked,

“Dad?”

“Yes,” I answered, “it’s me. What are we gonna do about this??”

“I don’t think either one of us knows how to reverse this. We’ll have to live in each other’s roles for now,” Colton said from my hairy sexy body.

Colton saw the way i was looking at my former body and said, “But at home I’m not gonna be the hard-ass you were. I can tell you’re gay in my body. Whenever you want a feel of your old body, just go ahead and grab. What’s mine is yours.”

“You idiot!!” I roared feeling called out. “Like I’d take pleasure from my own male body!”

Colton smirked and didn’t reply. Instead he stepped in the room and gave me a hug. I could feel my former body’s penis and balls mashing into my briefs covered boner. My face reddened even before he cupped my butt cheeks and whispered into my ear,

“It’s okay. I’m your daddy now. It’s perfectly normal for you to have some attraction to me”

Simon flew around the house restlessly. The potion that had allowed his soul to astral project was about to run out. He had been warned by the mysterious magic shop keeper that when the potion ran out, he would be pulled into the nearest body and be forced to possess it for about a day.

Considering his options, there was only one thing to do..Possess his own older brother’s chubby but muscular body. It was the only body left in the house. As he hovered over it debating whether or not he still had any options, the potion ran out and Simon was sucked into Toby’s body.

Immediately Toby’s body woke and rose out of bed. The real Toby was unconscious in the back of Simon’s head.

Simon walked to the bathroom. He looked at his brother’s face in the mirror, “Great. Now I’m stuck as this huge lug instead of his hot babe of a roommate. What a waste of a potion”

“Still.. Toby’s not bad. Maybe I can land a date with a hot girl,” said Simon acknowledging his new face.

“Might as well see what I’m working with..” said Simon as he unceremoniously dropped his brother’s pants and underwear.

He examined his new privates, “Not bad. The penis isn’t huge but these balls scream breeding bull.”

“Hey what the fuck?!” Said Simon as he was checking out Toby’s junk. His uncut penis was beginning to harden from no visual stimulation other than a naked male body. It freaked the straight boy out.

“Am I… Am I gay in this body??” Simon asked to nobody but himself. “Toby never told any of us that he’s gay.”

“Still,” said Simon, “…. This is kinda hot.”

Simon Coyly turned Toby’s but towards the mirror in order to get a look at it. He had never noticed his big brother’s big fat muscle booty before, except when it was in his way. Now he wanted to see it fucked by a big strong man. But asking another man to fuck him was still an embarrassing scenario to the former straight boy. He would have to settle for some exhibition in Toby’s body.

Simon went took off his shirt, discarding in a retrieving a pair of tighty whities from the underwear drawer. He pulled them up his brother’s meaty legs to over his even meatier buttocks. He loved the way the briefs accentuated his brother’s curvy form.

Simon threw on some sock and sneakers and began push mowing Toby’s yard with no shirt or pants on. He felt aroused showing off his big brother’s body, and as a result he stayed semi erect the whole time. Neighborhood boys and men seemed to find excuses to go for walks and jogs. They wanted a chance to stare at the chubby guy mowing his lawn in briefs. Simon loved the attention. He even got to receive a UPS package in his state of undress. The man told him to have a great day, but he did it while smirking and staring right at Simon’s underwear package.

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Swap With Your Dumb Brother

In recent weeks, a trend has started to gain popularity among college girls across the country, similar to any other viral trend with a catchy song and dances on TikTok or Instagram. The big difference? The approach this one took.

— I know it might seem like a bad idea at first, but this body is fantastic! With these huge legs, it's so much easier to balance on the pole, or even on top of the pyramid! My classmates had a couple of problems keeping their balance at first, but they ended up swapping bodies with their stinky brothers in the end too! Haha! And besides, doesn't this outfit look fantastic like this? – Haley said, flexing her muscles and showing off her thick arms through her cheerleader top, which looked tiny on her older brother Shane's body – It might be a little uncomfortable at first, I'm warning you. But you should try it! – She giggled, also patting her huge thighs with a wink to her audience.

— It might be a little uncomfortable at first, I'm warning you. But you should try it! – Hundreds of similar cases were documented on social media, in videos, and on live streams. All with a single directive: Swap bodies with your dumb brother.

— That jerk kept bothering me – Rhonda said, inside the body of her nearly two-meter-tall stepbrother, a member of the basketball team. Strong, imposing, aggressive on the court, and now... a fashion enthusiast, it seems – So I took his body, and damn, it feels good – she said, running her long, thinner fingers over his tanned abs and licking her lips – I thought it would just be for revenge, but... this has a ton of advantages! I mean, look. I can use this without anyone daring to catcall me on the street, go out late at night, and if someone tries to grab me, I can knock them down with one punch. I can wear the tightest, most daring clothes I want without anyone being able to criticize me! Tell me, who would dare say anything to me with this amazing stuff now? – she said, flexing her arms, causing the fabric of her bright pink top to tighten.

— Let’s just say my best friend Gwen and I were always a bit too… tomboyish. We loved contact sports and stuff, and obviously, we liked other women. But let’s just say… we didn’t have the best bodies or the best approach to flirting, very… rough? And sometimes it’s not easy to find other girls “like us”. But in our brothers’ bodies, that’s a whole different story. LOL!

Tell me, who wouldn’t want this body in their bed? Maybe we weren’t girls anymore, but we still liked other women who I think… would be pretty interested to see our “brothers” in action. Sweaty, competitive, bumping into each other in Roller Derby, greasy after fixing a tire. We knew what drove them wild, and now we had the right “tool” to go all in.

— My problem with food has always been pretty pronounced, I have to admit – Lara said with a grimace, nervously scratching the back of her neck – I used to be really overweight in middle school, and that made me the butt of every joke. Then I started dieting and exercising for at least two hours a day, but even so, I feel like my relationship with food was never completely fixed, even in college. But being in my brother’s body, I don’t have to worry about a damn thing about what I eat or drink – she laughed – I’ve had like six of these things and I’m still as sober as a cucumber! – She licked her lips slightly, patting her stomach – I hadn’t eaten a burger in years, and I’ve eaten like twenty in just two days. Maybe it’ll be a problem for my brother later, but the relief is unbeatable. And everything feels so firm and in place! Have you seen this body? It’s perfect!

— I have to admit I would have liked him to be more muscular or manly, but his fast metabolism more than makes up for it. With those firm pecs, his defined arms, even what he's got between his legs! It's hard to wear a skirt with that thing rising up whenever it wants like it owns the place, but I also have to admit it feels amazing. And going to the bathroom is so much easier!

But not everyone had 100% positive experiences. Like Meghan, who had swapped bodies with her twin brother Tyler, much bigger, rougher, smellier, and somewhat... hormonal. 

— What nobody tells you about this thing is its “bad temper” – she rolled her eyes as she made her way through the crowd for a concert (for which only her brother had managed to get tickets, and that was the main reason he'd stolen her body. Truthfully, she was quite comfortable being a woman, but... having your favorite artist come for years is a matter of life or death). 

— Turns out, guys have to “relieve themselves” every so often, or else they're annoyed at the slightest thing, with this thing – she said, pointing between her legs with a huff – getting hard and bothering me all the time. And what's inside stinks, so fucking awful! – she groaned in annoyance, rolling her eyes – Seriously, this whole body stinks, from head to toe. I've almost had to take three showers, and I sweat buckets with the slightest movement. It's a nuisance!

The declarations and challenges multiplied as the emergency lines filled with girls crying and screaming that their bodies had been stolen. It was quite a phenomenon, but in a couple of weeks (if everything went well), it would be forgotten and fade into obscurity as quickly as it had appeared. But who knows, sometimes girls just want to have fun.

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Man, this body really does stink. I swapped bodies with this jock in another state. His name is Travis. We met each other on the Swapper app and connected immediately. He really wanted to try being a sexy bottom twink for a few days and I always wanted to be in a body just like his. I secretly always wanted to be a dominant jock but I did not have the willpower to hit the gym like I would need to in order to achieve a body like his.

When I awoke in his body, I was wearing nothing but his boxer briefs and sleeping in his bed. Fuck, he was messy and kind of gross. I sniffed the sheets a bit and they just smelled like sweat and musk. I'm pretty sure I felt cum stains all over the inside of his sheets too. My new room was minimally decorated and I seemed to be living in a tiny crappy apartment. Guess I wasn't expecting much from a guy like Travis - still this body was so worth it.

I got out of bed and immediately stumbled over as I made my way to the bathroom, not used to my new body yet. After getting my bearings, I flexed a bit in the mirror and got hard at my own reflection. It was hot to see Travis's reflection obey to my whim. I made all sorts of silly poses and faces in the mirror which excited me.

What really sent me over the edge was just how manly and hot I smelled. I dreamed about shoving my face into pits like this and now I could do it anytime I wanted. I also fucking loved the smell of my feet. I never realized I had a stink fetish but being in Travis's body was proving me wrong.

So on one of our walks, we had a conversation

"Felix. Would you like to swap bodies with me?"

"Excuse me Chris. Can you repeat that?"

"You heard me, Felix. Would you like to swap bodies with me? I've seen you eyeing me up. Looking at my arms. My abs. My junk. I know you fancy about me. Your dad keeps saying you sleep talk about me. And how you would love to be me."

Flustered, because its true. I reponed with "Yes. But how would we swap bodies? It's impossible."

Chris gave me a drink. Nothing. So we walked back to Chris place. Then all of a sudden. I've got massive arms. Big chest. My junk feels bigger. I look over and see my body. Smerking. Then my body says

"Like what you see Felix. Or should I say Chris"

I'm in shock. I'm Chris.

"Does anyone know about this Chris? About us swapping bodies"

"Your dad. Well now your younger brother Oscar."

"Should I act like you? Even around dad?"

"Yeah. Would be funny"

So with that. Me and my dad, wait no younger brother Oscar now, went to the pub. It was great. Being Chris. With my dad, as my brother. It was amazing. He didn't suspect a thing. He asked about the body swap thing with 'Felix'. I said I'm waiting for the right time. As the night went on. My dad (Oscar), wanted to go home. So we walked home. I dropped him off. And I waved goodbye to Oscar. And Chris in my body

When I got to Chris place, wait should I be saying my place. I flexed my huge arms. I grapped every last bit of my new body. I can't believe we swapped bodies.

Check out part 1 by @viceversa-666 here.

Day 74:

As the days passed by, I found myself settling into Jared's life more and more. Even though initial novelty of being in his body had worn off, I was still jerking off my huge cock at least 5 times a day. Damn Jared’s sex drive is through the roof.

Anyway, they said that the virus would last 30-45 days. When Day 30 came, I felt a wave of emotions. Mostly I was dreading giving up these muscles and my sexy face, but I was also feeling a bit afraid of losing my identity. Even though I hadn’t been like this for that long, I had truly come to think of myself as Jared. But, to my momentary relief, nothing happened.

However, the following weeks were excruciating. Every day felt like a countdown, with the looming possibility of being ripped out of this body at any moment. I found myself constantly on edge, wondering exactly it would happen.

But here we are, 74 days and counting and it still hasn't happened yet. Somehow, I'm still here, still inhabiting Jared's body.

We keep hearing reports of some cases of the "long swap flu," where people just seem to be infected indefinitely. At first, it sounded like a wild rumor, but every day past 45, more and more I began to cling to these stories like a lifeline. Could it be possible? Could I really stay like this forever? I hope to hell its true - I love my body.

And you know what gives me the most hope? I don't think that anyone is particularly concerned about it long swap flu. It seems like they're more focused on preventing more swaps and making sure the majority of people get back. I guess a few hundred is an okay margin of error in the grand scheme of things - even if for me, it's everything.

My brother isn't too happy about all this. I can see the worry etched into his face every time he looks at me. He keeps googling different information about treatments, desperate to find some sort of cure.

Honestly, I feel a bit bad for him. I know how much he misses this body, and I can see that he’s not taking on my old identity as much as I’ve taken on his. But at the same time, I can't help but feel a sense of selfish relief. The thought of going back to my old life fills me with dread, a stark contrast to the comfort I've found in living as Jared.

In the meantime, I've been hitting up the dating apps, eager to explore this newfound sexual appeal. It's exhilarating to flirt and connect with people as Jared, everyone just keeps telling me how hot they think I am and keep asking me to send nudes. In fact, I’m in such high demand, I decided to start an onlyfans just to make sure the people get what they want.

But up until now, I've been a bit nervous about exploring anything physical in-person – I mean you never know when I could switch back. But hey, I think I’m just gonna say fuck it and break the quarantine. I have this absolute stud in my DMs begging to breed me, and I for one can’t wait to be dominated.

The Swap Flu is a global pandemic that has effect majority of the world. Although most of the side effects are similar to a common cold. But with one catch anyone who comes in contact with someone with the virus instantly switch bodies with the closest person to them. Take Roger here who now inhabits his older brother Jared’s body.

Day 1:

Switching bodies with my brother Jared wasn’t something I ever thought would happen to me but here we are. And I have to say I’m pretty happy with the outcome. I’ve always looked up to my big bro. He was popular in school and very good looking. We had a bit of an age gap between us and Jared just turned 25. He was passing by our house when I ran into him causing us to swap bodies. Not really sure which one of us gave the other the virus but I guess that doesn’t really matter. The cool part is that I get to quarantine in his cool apartment with no parents around to tell me what to do! The only thing that sucks about this is I won’t be able to show my new body off. But hey I’m not complaining. First thing I did when I got to his apartment was strip off all of his clothes down to his underwear. His body is much cooler than mine. He has tattoos and hair everywhere! I even love my new mustache! I take a good sniff of his armpit and it was a little stinky. But that only excited me more. I then twisted his nipple letting out a little moan. They’re so sensitive…That’s when I decided I better take this to the bedroom. I hop on his bed and start dry humping it.

Before working my way to his crotch I wanted to do something that I’ve only dreamt about. I take his huge hairy foot up to my face and start going crazy with my borrowed tongue. Licking every part of it. Damn this is so hot!

I couldn’t wait any longer I quickly whipped his cock out and started jerking it.

I was going too fast and came all over myself

Fuckkkkkk

Cum was all over me and I couldn’t help myself but lick every bit of it up.

I was a little upset with myself because I finished so quickly but the good thing is that this virus last at least 30-45 days. Looks like I’m going to have a lot of time to explore my big bro’s body.

There are many things that fuck with your mind when you swap bodies. One thing is seeing your reflection. Especially when it’s your douchey think as shit brother looking back at you. I swore to myself I’d be true to myself, but it’s harder than you think. I told myself I’d eat a sensible amount, but soon, I’d eaten everything in the fridge. I was just so fucking hungry. I told myself I’d stick to my routine of getting up early to study. But I just couldn’t sit still and ended up at the gym to blow off some steam. And 30 minutes turned into 2 hours. And I enjoyed it so much more than I would like to admit. More than my studying… Also hearing that voice that annoyed me so much growing up coming out of my own mouth is insane. At first, I didn’t want to speak, but there’s no avoiding it really. 

I told myself I’d be much more hygienic than my brother ever was, but I came back from the gym several hours ago and I only just got round stripping off my gym clothes and having a shower. And in my defense, normally he smells pretty sweaty. His room too, but I couldn’t smell too much, so I am assuming it wasn’t too strong today, even though I did sweat a ton. First I needed to eat, then I got distracted by my new cock (that’s a whole other mind fuck), and then I think I lost an hour or two just in front of the mirror. My mind justified it that I needed to accept being in this body, but I think deep down, there was another reason I spent so long checking myself out.

But I think the biggest mind fuck to date is brushing my teeth. It feels so gross to use someone else’s toothbrush, but then I have to remind myself, that logically speaking this brush is for this mouth and it would be gross to use my old toothbrush. I tell ya, this shit messes with your mind big time.

-This is better than I thought! Damn, my stepbrother really looks angry! - I took the can of beer to my mouth and drank it completely, after drinking the cocktail I released a stinky and loud burp from my mouth -mmm strawberries?- it made me feel dizzy but in a good mood, I thought it would be a shitty day when my older brother dragged me to the beach with him and his girlfriend after my stepdad gave him $100 to get rid of me for a while and spend his anniversary alone with his new wife, my mom.

Who the hell knew that the old mechanical genius on the beach really was magical? When we get out of the car and park near the beach at an old restaurant bar, I have to admit that her girl is really cute, but my stepbrother is a jerk, she deserves better, her and my mother.

-Listen little brother we are going to be here a long time so take 5 dollars and get lost, I don't want you to bother us or be a pain in the ass, see you in a few hours little brother-

My new stepbrother always treated me like this ever since mom married that idiot my life has been hell, I went into the restaurant and ordered a coke, there wasn't much else to do but play a bit of the dusty old video games that were on the restaurant, really none of them interested me except one, it was an old-fashioned mechanical genius, as soon as I stood in front of him his eyes lit up, and he began to move and talk.

-My name is Zoltar and I will make your dreams come true!-This thing is great, it's like…retro! I really didn't think that thing was magical but it was really hot and I was bored.

-Well, if you can give me a fun day at the beach for 25 cents, it's a deal- I put a coin into the device and his eyes lit up with a red glow, he began to recite some strange words while making robotic movements with his fingers, in a simple blink my wish came true although not in the way I expected.

I was no longer in that restaurant or in my body, I was in the hot and muscular body of my stepbrother, I recognized my brother's tiny swimsuit as well as the necklace that was now around my neck. I put my hands on my bulging pecs trying to figure out if I was dreaming or hallucinating from the heat, then I lowered my hands playing with my long hard fingers caressing my rock abs.

And of course I got my hands on my new thick cock, I'm not gay, or so I think... but when you see this cock that is now in my hands every morning while my brother walks around my house with just a pair of boxers it is impossible not to want to touch it.

After a couple of minutes I saw my old body glaring at me totally furious from afar and from my little teenage body…hey I have an idea, what if I wish my stepfather away from my mother would I end up in his body? I guess I have a lot of time to figure it out and 95 bucks, well I have to admit I'm really having fun now.

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One day I was out walking and found a beautiful amulet. I gaged it and saw how pristine and shiny it looked on the sun and immediately put it on, checking my reflection on a car’s window I smiled, “what a nice necklace” I continued my walk back home and walked into the house and saw my Dad working in his office, dressed in a suit doing a zoom call talking about numbers and goals a bunch of other business jargon. It’s funny though, When I looked at him talk I felt this sudden desire “I wish I could switch bodies with my Dad” I had a sudden curiosity about what it’d be like to be my Dad. How odd i never thought about him like that before i never really cared for his suits and business calls but just now, I felt this pulling desire as i looked at him sit with his back straight and his deep voice filling his office room, I looked at his aged and matured face and the salt and pepper hair “Wow, My dad is pretty handsome, I wish I had his face.” I muttered to myself and felt myself get hard. “What is going on” I thought but looked at my Dads feet in his dress socks, My dad has really big feet and watching his socked feet rub each other was sending sparks through me “man Dad has such big feet and those dress socks look so enticing, I wish I could have Dads big feet” I said under my breath and rubbing my bulge, I’m glad my dad was so focused on work because I had been staring at him for a while, I couldn’t pull my focus something about him and his body, his persona, I wanted it for myself and I couldn’t pull myself away. My Dad cleared his throat and it sounded so deep but then I saw him adjust himself “I wonder what it’d be like to have his cock as my own, I bet his cock feels nice in those dress pants” I shook my head “What the fuck?!” I blurted out, I had never thought about my dad in that way ever and suddenly i was filled with desire, not to fuck him but to be him and this urgency was igniting my lust. i kept rubbing my bulge as a i continued to imagine myself in my dads position right now but the most peculiar thing happened because while he was listening to the other man on the zoom call I saw him rubbing his crotch gently through the suit pants and he sat their completely unfazed. My Dad wrapped up his call rather quickly as the moment progressed and i felt myself locked in time staring at my dad, rubbing my crotch, and picturing myself with the salt and pepper hair, wearing that suit and needing those glasses for reading and working on the computer, it was all too much. i started cumming and then i fainted and i heard a thud.

When i woke up I was looking at a computer and i felt i was wearing glasses. I shifted around in the chair i was sitting in and looked at my hands and the suit and the long legs stretched before me and the big feet clad in black dress socks “oh my fucking God I’m in my Dads body!” I yelled in his voice it’s a good thing the zoom call was over because I couldn’t contain my excitement as I felt the big suit over my broad shoulders and the tight necktie wrapped tightly around my neck, I could feel the Over the Calf dress socks wrapped up against my long calves and I let my big socked feet rub each other and i felt sparks inside my new body and that sent shivers all over this larger body and straight to my new cock! i jumped in my seat it was sensory overload feeling everything new i looked at my large withered and aged hands but loved it, i raised my palms to my face and examined my fingers and the prints and how the grooves were different from my former hands, it was like a firework show was going off in my body and each time I explored a new aspect of this body My lust would grow and I could feel my cock rock hard in the suit pants I rubbed and moaned “oahhh fuhhck” i moaned heavily “i could get use to this” i basked in the deep voice escape my lips and felt the bigger adams apple move through my neck. i pulled the pants and underwear down and got a proper look at my new cock “fuck yes!!!” I shucked them and grasped my thick cock, i was feeling like the most powerful man on the planet I gave it a stroke and immediately wanted to cum it felt so good but i gave myself a moment to catch my breath basking in how much air this large body needs, i gave it another tug and felt my Dads personality slip in like every stroke was Integrating me with this new body, I immediately became hooked as I would feel this sense of familiarity with this body like memories were pouring in and quirks and traits were surfacing to the top as if i were downloading my dad and I couldn’t enjoy it more! I began to fill more and more integrated with this body and life it was like downloading my Dads identity into my consciousness i continued to stroke feeling my big balls tense then finally let out the load of a lifetime as i felt myself become reborn in the new body and life of a middle aged handsome dilf businessman

I gasped and laughed and caught my breath feeling so fucking glad i had irreversibly switched bodies with my Dad!

Time was relative to someone like me. I had been alive since the 17th century. During the times of the witch hunts, I helped women escape prosecution for standing out. One day, much to my surprise I rescued a real witch. She was grateful to me and said that men like me needed to stay around, that humanity needed kindness like mine. So she presented me with a potion of her creation, informing me that it would alter my very soul. With it, I would be able to leave my body and enter the body of any man born of my bloodline. I could become immortal, and be there in every generation to spread my kindness.

I don’t know if it was her nefarious intention to get back at the people persecuting her and her sisters, or if her faith was misguided, but it didn’t take long for the thought to corrupt me. Immortality, but one I could free myself of when it became too much of a burden. I would not have to worry about concealing my identity, I’d be able to experience a fresh, young life as many times as I pleased…

I enrolled in one of the church’s inquisitor programs. I’d be sent around the colonies to hunt for witches in different towns. There, I helped strange women escape, but forced myself to lay with the ordinary towns women. I impregnated them, beginning multiple bloodlines across the colonies. All of which would create more and more descendants as time went on, meaning more and more vessels for me to occupy.

Now in 2025, there were hundreds if not thousands men who bore my blood. It mattered now how thin our connection was, if the women I laid with had a place on their family tree they were a vessel for me to occupy. At the moment, I was using the body of an older descendant, about 50 or so years old. He was a bachelor, but he was easily one of my favorites due to his rugged looks. I made sure to poke some holes in condoms and bed plenty of women, as well as donate to sperm banks to ensure that future descendants who benefited from his looks would be an option. Though, he was older than I liked now. I needed to trade in for a newer model until my future descendants from this body were old enough for me to occupy.

That’s when I came to a clothing store. This was in my home town, where I had laid with the most women before leaving. I closed my eyes and focused, finding traces of myself in nearly every man in the building. Good, I had options.

I kept walking around until I ran into Cameron, who immediately apologized. “Sorry about that, I wasn’t looking where I was…” his eyes caught mine and he immediately lost his train of thought. Good, a gay descendant. Much easier to bend to my will than straight ones such as my current vessel. Of course, it was much harder to create future offspring for me to inhabit with their bodies.

“That’s alright.” I said, pulling him against me now and leaning down to whisper in his ear, “I think I was looking for something like you anyways. A tight fit, but I can tell I’ll like how it feels when I’m in.” He practically melted in my arms and I quickly moved us to the changing rooms.

I turned him to face the wall, pulling his shorts and underwear down. “Try to keep quiet, would be a shame if I had to share an ass like this with some pig.” I said, giving his ass a firm smack before diving my tongue right in, moaning at his taste. He kept his mouth shut, squirming and occasionally whimpering as I expertly moved my tongue around inside him. 200 years of experience in bed made me a skilled lover, no matter how new to a body I was. I ate him out like a starved lion feasting on prey, gripping his cheeks tightly as my tongue found his prostate, making his legs buckle and breath shake.

Once I felt that he was enjoying himself a little too much I pulled back, standing and undoing my pants. “Don’t want you to cum just yet.” And I had a good reason for that. I pinned him to the wall, forcing him to wait as the orgasm that was so close started to fade away. He begged me for more, but his words fell on deaf ears.

Once I felt that enough time had passed I shoved my fat cock right in, pushing myself against his body, my chest in his back now as I moaned quietly, straight into his ear. I could tell he wanted to let out so many moans so I covered his mouth with my hand, grinding myself inside of him nice and slowly. It would be my last fuck in this body after 20 years, I deserved to enjoy it. My other hand snaked around his waste, stroking Cameron’s cock, my thumb roughly teasing his nice mushroom head. Soon the two of us were sweaty, panting messes and I could feel him twitching in my hand as I twitched inside of him. I gripped his cock to slow his orgasm before I focused my soul, quickly moving myself down into the load of cum that shot out of my old body’s cock, straight into Cameron.

I gasped, awakening with the sensation of a fat cock right up on my prostate. My old body needed a break after decades of being possessed, its grip loosening on my cock which immediately splattered a load onto the wall. My now abandoned body fell back, unconscious as I panted, smirking and looking down at myself. “Ahh…it’s been too long since I’ve had the double orgasm. I love it when I find my descendants while already inside of one…”

I walked out of the dressing room, leaving my old body in a rather uncomfortable position. I went to Cameron’s home where I gathered some of his things to move to the manor where I lived out my descendants’ youth in peace.

Before I left I put on his uniform shorts and sneakers he wore on the court, posing against his bedroom wall and getting a picture. “Mm, this is a good one.” It would soon find itself on the wall of photos and murals of every descendant whose youth I took, for he was one of many.

Fast forward to this, my first year of college. Dad is still letting me live at home but he’s making me work out in his body every day to get rid of his beer belly. He says it’s my fault he has a beer belly to begin with, since it was so stressful to raise me.

I don’t mind doing the workouts for him, but they’re starting to make me super horny in his body every night.

One night while working out in my dad’s body, I decided to finally bite the bullet and have an my first orgasm with his equipment. I felt up my dad’s sweaty hairy chest and belly while looking in the bathroom mirror. My boner raged against his tighty whities.

Then I remembered that my own body was sleeping peacefully upstairs. I couldn’t.. could I?

I went upstairs to my 19 year old body’s room. Going to the underwear drawer I pulled out Sonic the Hedgehog under I hadn’t worn since I was a boy. I stripped my unconscious body of it’s boxer shorts, and carefully replaced them with the boys underwear. Even though there was no soul in my body, it breathed and sighed and even moaned at my touch.

“Fuck, I can’t believe they fit after all these years. That is one tight little butt,” I couldn’t help but say out loud.

My dad’s boner was painfully hard in my shorts. I dropped the shorts and was left in my dad’s tighty whities. I climbed on my bed, it creaked under the weight of my father’s body. I lined up my boner with my body’s butt, got into a push up position, and started humping my body.

“You are one lucky boy,” I said to my body as I pounded it. It was moaning more consistently.

I stopped humping and my curiosity got the better of me. I reach under my body and felt a boner and pre cum on the boys briefs. Being toyed with by my dad’s body had made my vacant body hard and horny! I never knew in all of my years of astral projection that my original body could have sex without anyone in the driver’s seat! How completely erotic this realization was..

I flipped my body face up on the bed and took the boys briefs off it. A nice boner stood straight up.

“I can’t believe I’m about to do this..” I said as I stripped my dad’s tighty whities and climbed on top of my body. I grabbed the lube I keep on my nightstand and lubed up my body’s dick and my dad’s hole.

My dad’s never before used hole was so sensitive that even putting lube on it was making me moan like a bitch with my dad’s deep husky voice. I carefully sat on my body’s dick, guiding it into my dad’s hole. My dad’s pendulous balls rested on my body’s lower abdomen. I only regretted that couldn’t also experience this event from the perspective of my own body. My big manly dad fucking himself onto my dick? The thought was maddeningly sexy. I settled for looking at the mirror on the left side of my room, watching myself bob up and down on my body’s dick with my dad’s fat hairy muscle ass. I came so hard with my dad’s dick that I sprayed my own face, and the headboard behind my body. Losing my load caused orgasmic anal contractions that also milked my body’s load into my dad’s ass. My body moaned so loud I thought it might wake the neighbors..

“Sorry sport,” I said to my own body, “I think I squirted a bit on you.” I used my dad’s tongue to lick his cum off of my body’s face. It was so good that I licked what I could off of the wooden headboard too.

I walked up the steps to my house. I threw open the door and tossed down my briefcase and kicked off my shoes. My boss was riding me hard again, and not the kind I liked. I loosened my tie and started to pull a beer out from the fridge when my son stomped down the stairs.

Freshly eighteen, he bounded springily with a smile on his face. He carried that youthful glow that told of no stress or troubles. He was probably going to the gym like he did each day when I got off work. I watched with envy as his workout clothes hugged his lean, toned body in ways that my stretched button down shirt could no longer do. I had been like that in my youth. In fact, he and I looked like brothers, if I was thirty years younger and several pounds lighter.

"Tough day, dad?" He asked. He adjusted his bulge and fished out his car keys. I swear he touched himself on purpose, but knowing how I was at that age, it was probably instinct. His huge bulge looked tightly packed in his jockstrap. It probably itched.

"Gotta pay for that car somehow," I growled.

My son was spoiled, no doubt about that. But seeing him so happy and fit and desired by girls and guys brought a satisfaction to me. People might imagine that I live vicariously through my son, that I imagine his life fucking and doing stupid teen shit, but that wasn't the half of it.

"Well, I hope you relax," he said as he leaned over to give me a brief hug.

At least he's grateful, I thought. It makes this harder.

As he leaned in, I placed my hand at the back of his head and found the secret mark I placed there on his 18th birthday. As soon as my thumb touched the spot, I felt myself drifting away and returning back, seeing my aged body slump into the kitchen chair.

In my son's body, I stripped off my gym shorts and let my cock-stuffed jockstrap fall to around my ankles. I pulled my performance tee over my head and flexed my arms and let my sweaty armpits breathe. I took in that deep musk and let the young athlete smell rile my cock to attention. I felt pure ecstasy as I felt my control shoot through every nerve ending and into each muscle. My abs tensed, my chest tingled, my balls throbbed.

Check out this sweaty pit, little bro. I know you're busy applying to colleges, but don't even think of coming after your body. Even though your body is so sweaty and I have to deal with your BO, I love how hot and strong I am. Thanks for becoming such a hunk!