#ass theft

Diana and Violet shared a streaming channel, DiViGaming, that was struggling to gain traction. The streaming space was crowded if you didn't have a gimmick, and they hadn't settled on one yet.

At least, not until they got their hands on the Victor's Spoils Chokers!

Wearing matching choker necklaces, their contests now had higher stakes, with the winner getting to steal away a trait of her choice from the loser. Viewers flocked to watch each stream, waiting with pants in hand for the results.

Today's games had been... rough on Diana. Violet won the first game, a rhythm game, which was expected; she was always more on beat than Diana. But Di had way better reaction time to make up for it in the next games.

Except Violet cheated! "As winner, I'm going to... drain some of your motor functions."

"What?" The small gem at Diana's throat glowed and suddenly she felt the world slowing down as dizziness overtook her. When the sudden wave subsided, she looked at her hands, trying to move her fingers, only to realize they were difficult to move and didn't react right away. "Ch-cheater!"

Violet just grinned. "We never said it was against the rules! Oh well, next game!"

With Violet's reactions and dexterity souped up and Diana's at minimal functionality, the next series of games were a stomp. And Violet was showing no mercy, laughing and bullying her friend the entire time.

"I win again! Let's take... that lovely tan complexion of yours." Diana grumbled, feeling the ripple of goosebumps across her body as the natural tan granted by her mixed heritage drained away until she was pale white and her friend's Nordic background vanished behind a perfect warm complexion.

"Another win? Oh my, how about... that round ass of yours! I could use a boost." The girls had comparable bottoms, or at least they did, but Diana was forced to stand and show the camera as her ass lost enough mass that her pants started to slip off. Meanwhile, Vi was happy to taunt Di, shaking her new cake for the viewers.

"Won. Again. You know, I can tell you've been hitting the gym. I'm fine reaping the rewards." Diana groaned, feeling weak as her muscle mass withered away, leaving her frame narrow as a toothpick while Violet enjoyed her new healthy build.

And this kept happening. Diana dropped out of frame as her height was reduced by a foot while Violet shot up. Diana's long hair had to be pulled into a close, messy bun as Violet flipped her new luxurious locks.

And, of course, with the final game, Violet approached her petite partner and touched her chest. "They aren't even that big. Cute little B cups. But..."

Diana whimpered. "...Please?"

Violet shrugged. "Sorry Di. It's all you've got left." The gem glowed, deflating the perky tits on Diana until she was left with naught but puffy nipples on her flat chest.

Violet chuckled, grasping her chest. "Well, this has been a fun stream! I hope everyone enjoyed this thorough ass-kicking! Now if you switch to our... 'private stream,' you'll get to see Di appreciate our body in all its glory."

"Can I at least get my brain stuff back," she grumbled?

"...Yes. But only because I'm going to make sure to put that dexterity to good use. Now smile for the camera, Di!"

(Original story posted October 14th) This story has been significantly Updated!

Evan sat at the bar ordering drink after drink. He just wanted to bury his sorrow in alcohol after his now ex-boyfriend broke things off with him. It was all so sudden. He could’ve sworn they were doing well. Was he just too delusional to see the signs? Or did his ex find another guy? Whatever the reason Evan just wanted to feel better somehow… in any way.

Evan continued Roding drink after drink. Downing each one with the hopes of washing away all his problems even if just for one night. However his drinking frenzy was put on pause when another man at the bar approached him. The guy seemed to be much older than Evan. Late 50’s perhaps? Maybe early 60’s? Silver thinning hair, clean shaven save for a mustache that extended into a handlebar. He was in about average shape for a man his age being relatively lean while also sporting a small gut.

The man sat down beside Evan and ordered himself a drink. It didn’t take long for him to pick up on the older man’s intentions. Despite the clear age difference, Evan being in his late 20’s, the man started hitting on the young stud after introducing himself as Carl.

Evan didn’t usually consider himself the type to go for guys that much older for him. He didn’t consider himself to be a hookup kinda person either but right now he didn’t care. The alcohol was clouding his judgement and right now he just wanted to feel good in any way possible. Next thing he knew. Evan was drunkenly flirting back with Carl. It might’ve been the alcohol talking but In all honesty Carl was pretty good looking for his age. Evan even thought the guy could’ve been a model when he was younger. Then again it was easy to think such things about an older man who was showering Evan with compliments. Calling him the sexiest ginger hunk Carl had ever seen while also making not so subtle comments about Evan’s thick bubble ass that was spilling over the bar stool.

And so the evening dragged on and before long the pair found themselves stumbling out of that bar with Carl directing Evan to his place. As it happened Carl lived not far from the bat in a small apartment that didn’t have much more than the essentials. Evan hardly took any notice though as seconds after closing the front door, the two men began pressing their lips together with a fiery passion.

Carl wasted no time in exploring the entirety of Evan’s body. He’d already started to do so on the walk here as a copped a feel of Evan’s ass and pecs but now he was getting the full package. Running his worn older hand all across Evan’s muscular youthful physique as they began to undress. Before long Carl was dragging Evan across the apartment and towards the bedroom.

Evan was on top first. After a little bit of ass play he slid his dick inside Carl and began pounding away, allowing all his sorrows from the past couple of days to fade and be consumed by pleasure. Evan fucked Carl for a good while, jumping into all sorts of sex positions as he did. He was surprised at how well this older gentleman was managing to keep up. And before long Evan found himself finally gearing up to cum. As that familiar feeling built up inside of him he got himself ready to pull out. Only that’s when Carl begged him not to. Pleading that he wanted Evan to breed him. In his drunken state Evan found himself happy to comply. And with a few more heavy thrusts, he unloaded. Filling up Carl completely with a tidal wave of his young stud cum.

After that Evan noticed something. A strange look on Carl’s face that he couldn’t quite describe. It looked like satisfaction but at he couldn’t help get the feeling that something was a little… off. He couldn’t place it but before he had a chance to think anymore about it, Carl was flipping Evan over already!

Evan hardly had a chance to catch his breath before Carl began digging his face between Evan’s hot hairy cheeks. It was his turn to top now and Evan could tell Carl had been eager to get at his ass just by how he was grabbing and smacking it. Evan doing himself giving in though as he actively presented his hot ass to Carl, moaning as he felt the older man’s tongue invading his hole. After that Carl was like an animal. As soon as the older man was done tongue fucking the ginger hunk, he wasted no time in pressing his cock deep into Evan’s hole.

Due to his age, he wasn’t able to fuck nearly as hard as Evan did nor was Carl’s dick anywhere near as hard. But despite that Evan found the experience satisfying. Considering the man must’ve been in his early 60’s, Evan was impressed. Though they weren’t able to change positions much as Carl opted to stick to just pounding Evan from above.

Evan was beginning to wonder how long this old geezer could last. That is until, without warning, Carl moaned long and loud one last time and seconds later Evan felt a load shooting inside him. It didn’t feel like much. Just a few spurts but…

“Hey! I never said you could cum in my ass!” Evan grunted while looking back over his shoulder, clearly annoyed at the lack of warning.

Just then a large sly grin spread across Carl’s face. “I don’t need your permission. After all, it isn't your ass anymore. It’s mine.” His voice teemed with mockery. Like there was some big secret that Evan didn’t know.

Before Evan was even able to process what Carl had just said, he started to feel drowsy. Had he been drugged somehow? He began to lose all the strength in his arms and legs as he found himself falling face down on the bed. The last thing he felt before falling unconscious was Carl’s body falling on top of him, his dick still inside Evan’s hole.

———

It wasn’t until the next morning that one of the two men began to stir. It was Carl. As he blinked his eyes open, a smirk began to form on his lips as the very first thing he felt was a dick lodged up his ass as well as a flabby body resting on top of him. He pushed himself up and carefully allowed the body lying on him to fall off him to one side. The cock slipped out of his hole in the process but Carl was far more focused on his younger, more muscular arms to care.

“Yesssss…” Carl mumbled to himself. “Yes! It worked again! Hahaaaaa!” Carl grinned sadistically as he sat up and looked down at his new body. Eyes gleaming with joy as he saw a thick pair of pecs covered in ginger fur. The very same ones he’d been groping the night before. Now his. He was able to tear his gaze away for just long enough to look over beside him at his previous 61 year old body sleeping beside him. The body swapping ritual had worked.

Carl hopped out of bed with an energetic flare he hadn’t felt for years. Then sauntering across the room to get a better look at himself in the nearest mirror. No longer did he see the aging face of the old man he was before. Instead he saw Evan. The vulnerable hunk of a man he’d slept with. Naturally he couldn’t help examining his new younger body a little closer.

Despite the studly body, it was his new face that Carl was drawn to first. There was something about it that was so striking. These new eyes of his looked so intense, blending perfectly with his sharp features. That combined with his smooth and well looked after skin just screamed youthful masculinity. His face was imbued with a level of naturally rugged manliness that was enhanced by the well groomed lifestyle of a man that took pride in his appearance. Put simply, he was gorgeous.

But he couldn’t ignore the body forever. Not with how irresistible it looked and felt. It wasn’t long before Carl was stroking his hands down his chest, running them over his hairy new pecs with delight. He’d gotten plenty of chances to touch them last night but feeling them from the inside was a totally different experience. They weren’t just a hot pair of pecs anymore. They were his hot pair of pecs. And the orange pelt of fuzz that covered them and the rest of his body was just the icing on the cake which only drove him crazier with lust for his own stolen body.

Carl couldn’t stop touching himself. Rubbing his hands up, down and all over his body. Squeezing his bulky biceps, massaging his thick thighs, admiring his enormous calves. But most of all he could barely keep his hands off his ass. It was a proper bubble butt. So hefty and furry that it drove Carl mad. Just the slightest touch or movement caused it to jiggle. Sooo perfect for taking cock. Just like the one he had now.

If it weren’t for Carl’s brand new dick he probably wouldn’t have been able to stop touching his fat bubble ass. It was big. Bigger than his old one without a doubt. He couldn’t say for sure but as it grew to its full size it looked around 8 inches. Girthy fucking thing as well. He already knew it was huge after getting fucked by it last night but actually having it swing between his legs now was borderline euphoric. Having a cock this big was any guy’s dream after all. And the big bull nuts too? No wonder Evan came a load as big as he did last night.

After checking to make sure his former body was still asleep, Carl gripped his new cock and started pumping like his life depended on it. He was in love with his new dick already. His erection was stronger than it’d been in years. Sooo stiff. Sooo sensitive. He could’ve jacked it all day and all night. He just wanted to soak in the pleasure. But eventually he felt a rise coming from within as his sensitivity began to spike. He couldn’t stop himself.

Moments later Carl moaned out in his younger yet deeper voice as he launched cum all over the mirror.

———

Hours later, Evan finally began to stir. Immediately something felt wrong. His body felt lighter and strange… and he ached all over. His eyes flickered open to see an unfamiliar room. Where was he? Immediately he tried to recall the events of last night.

He’d been at the bar drinking. A lot. He was upset over his break up. And then…that old guy came up to him! Cam? Kirk?… Carl! That was it. They got to talking and they ended up going back to Carl’s place and… they fucked. But something still wasn’t right.

Evan darted his eyes down at his aching body and what he saw could only be described as unimaginable. His body. Or rather it wasn’t his. Looking down he didn’t see the muscular form he was used to seeing but rather an older, wrinklier form that was past its prime. Dwindling muscle and a small belly replaced his powerful physique. It was so mortifying that Evan wanted to scream bloody murder but his voice got caught in his throat. Nothing more than a terrified whimper escaped his lips as he cautiously touched his body, not wanting it to be real. But it was.

Only then did he hear the sound of another man quietly sipping on a drink. Evan whipped his head around to see an even more terrifying sight. Standing outside on the small balcony beside the bedroom was an all too familiar figure with his backside to Evan. A tall and broad looking man completely nude with ginger hair and an ass you could bounce a quarter off. It was… him. And not just a look alike either. It was actually him! His body. He’d never seen his body from this perspective but Evan was sure of it. That was him standing on the balcony!

“W-hat in the… f-fuck… what the fuck is happening??” Evan’s noticeably older sounding voice quivered with fear as he struggled to comprehend the situation.

Hearing this the copycat looked over his shoulder at Evan and chuckled. “Finally waking up I see.” Carl said in a mocking tone, smirking deviously before taking another sip of his drink.

Evan tried to move but only ended up grunting in pain as a series of aches overwhelmed him again before he was able to get up. “What’s happening!?” He shouted this time as grew more distressed. “Y-y-you look… just like me?!”

Carl let out a small sigh before tutting at Evan. “Oh you poor thing. I don’t just look like you Evan. I am you.” Carl claimed boldly, looking almost a little too proud of himself as he did. “To put it simply, I’m you and you’re me. I swapped our bodies using this ancient ritual I learned a long time ago. I won’t bore you with the specifics of it all but essentially the last component needed was for us to exchange sexual fluids. Once that was done we both fell unconscious while our souls switched places.” Carl explained as he slowly strutted back into the bedroom, cock flopping as he did.

“No… no no no this can’t be happening no…” Was all Evan could say as he looked back down at himself again, seeing the body of an old man. The very one he’d fucked last night.

“When I saw you at that bar I just knew I had to try my luck. A sexy stud like you? I couldn’t resist! But honestly I didn’t think I’d have a chance at baggin ya.” Carl admitted as he tossed his free arm out to the side and gestured down at himself. “Yet here I am settling into this young hunky body of yours.” He continued before brushing a hand through his hair and beard. “Loving the ginger as well by the way. I think it really suits me.” He flashed a toothy grin at Evan before taking another sip of that drink.

Evan wanted to jump out of bed and pounce on the body snatcher with how pissed he was but yet again he struggled to get up. No wonder really considering his body being much older and everything it’d been out through the previous night. Before he had a chance to finish getting up however, Carl downed the rest of his drink before setting the glass down and waltzing over. His hung cock smacking against his thighs as he moved. Before long he looked over the bed, shoving Evan back down onto the mattress with one hard push.

“Lay back down old man, you need some rest after last night.” Carl laughed.

Evan looked at his former face with contempt. “Give me back my fucking body.” He spat as he glared into his former eyes. His confidence didn’t last long as the uncanny feeling of seeing the face that should’ve been his staring back at him under another man’s control.

Carl bent down until his face was inches from Evan’s. His expression was blank and emotionless for a moment. That is until a cheeky grin spread across Carl’s face before pressing their lips together again. Evan was completely taken aback. His own body was kissing! It was surreal to say the least. But just as suddenly as it began, Carl pulled away from the kiss.

“No. Because this isn’t yours anymore. All of this. The muscle. The youth… The cock. This entire body. It all belongs to me.” Just saying those words along made Carl’s dick perk up again. He’d had plenty of time to recharge by now and his new cock was already raring to go again. Standing tall at attention as it grew almost unbearably hard.

Just then however, after taking a couple steps back, Carl was quick to notice Evan’s old man cock chubbing up a little. He chucked “I think you’re enjoying this more than you wanna admit.” He teased as he grasped his own erection. “Ughhhh god… this cock is hard as fuck. Being in that old body made me forget how good a young cock feels.” Carl stated as he gave his new dick a few tugs. “Don’t worry I’ll take good care of it. First thing I’m gonna do once I get to your place is jerk this monster off again. After that I’ll be sure to shove it inside plenty of hot holes for ya. And hopefully get plenty of cocks in this new juicy ass of mine too!” Carl spun around before giving his ass a smack and jiggling it cheekily in front of Evan who couldn’t bring himself to look away from the fat furry ass he once owned.

Confused, Evan asked how Carl knew where his apartment was. Carl went on to explain that he was slowly but surely gaining access to Evan’s memories. It was part of the ritual apparently. He grabbed the white briefs Evan had discarded last night and slipped them on as if they were his own, just barely containing his erection. Evan tried to get up again to stop Carl from leaving but Carl was quick to once again shove him back down. Carl then picked up Evan’s black jeans before pulling them on too, Evan no longer knowing what to do or say to his imposter. He simply watched the thief as he pulled on his white socks. In that moment a tear began to fall from Evan’s eye.

“Oh come on. You’re not really gonna try and make me feel bad are you?” Carl questioned as he pulled on his second sock. Moments after he walked back over beside the bed and leaned over to grab Evan’s much older cock. “Here. Maybe this’ll make you feel better.” Carl rolled his eyes a little before bending down and wrapping his lips around Evan’s cock. Evan knew he should be angry but… for some bizarre and insane reason he couldn’t help but enjoy it. Carl used Evan’s former mouth and tongue to pleasure his older cock in all the right ways. It was a little strange to Evan that his dick still felt slightly soft. It’s like it just wasn’t able to get nearly as hard anymore. Not like his old dick could.

As Carl bobbed his head up and down he couldn’t help but rub his own erection through his jeans. Not being able to help relishing in just how solid his new cock felt. It was like having a steel rod tucked away in his jeans. And the more he sucked, the more he rubbed the outline of his cock.

Before long, Evan found himself moaning as Carl began sucking the cum out of his 60+ year old cock. Gulping down every last drop even if there wasn’t really that much. And mere moments after, thanks to all the rubbing, Carl couldn’t help but groan to himself as well as he busted another massive nut inside his jeans.

“Fuuuck well… I did not intend for that to happen. Guess I got a little too carried away. This young body is just so horny you know? Hard to control myself. And my cock.” Carl teased while sticking his tongue out at Evan. “No time to find something else now. Oh well. Guess I’ll just have to head home like this and change once I get back to my new apartment.” Carl pulled open the waistband to his jeans and underwear only to see the insides stained with a healthy splattering of cum. “Good thing these jeans are so dark.” He smiled while snapping back the waistbands.

With that Carl slipped his feet into the very same boots Evan had been wearing before grabbing what was now his new jacket. He looked over his shoulder again at Evan one last time. Evan looked at him with a nasty stare but still tired after cumming. With that Carl gave one final backhanded thank you for the new body before turning and heading out the door. Heading towards his new life as the new Evan. And as he walked down the street he just loved how nobody he passed by knew that he’d stolen this body or that his crotch was currently covered in cum.