#buddyswap

I woke up to find myself tied to a bed, in a dimly lit room. I tried to look around only to see walls surround me. My big fat gut blocked the rest of my view. I was naked for all but my underwear, which I felt cling to my body in the cold room. I started to struggle, trying to feel away out of my situation. "That's not going to work," I heard Alex, as he entered the room, rolling in a tray.

On the tray was a stone, with symbols on it. "What the fuck are you doing!" I yelled at him. He just smiled, as he reached for a remote next to the stone. A screen, installed into the ceiling, turned on. It read: 291lbs."That's how much you weigh," Alex smirked. At first, I ignored him still looking for a way out. But, then I realized ... that number made no sense.

"Wait that's not right ... I've been losing weight. You've been buying me smaller sizes," I turned to him, looking for confirmation. He started laughing "I've been ripping out the tags and sewing in smaller sized ones. It's amazing what the mind can make itself believe. I’m just glad you never found out ... or we wouldn't be having this moment." With my eyes becoming watery, I screamed "Why are you doing this!"

"Because your perfect. From the day I met you ... you were perfect. But, you wanted to give it all that away. You are fat. You are meant to be fat. Heck ... even when you tried to lose weight you gained ten pounds ... Although, I guess my sabotage played a role. But, your not so innocent yourself..." he said as he walked closer to me. His hands started moving up my body, stopping at the top of my belly. I tried to push him off me, with no success. He started taking off his shirt, revealing he was wearing a compression shirt. His own belly pressed tight against it. He struggled to take it off. But, when he did he exposed his new body. He had a proper sized beer belly. His abs were no where to be seen. His pecs were softer, being covered in a thin layer of fat. But, his arms still remained strong and powerful.

"You did this to me! You made me get FAT! You couldn't just eat like the cute little pig you are. You infected me with your FAT!" He yelled, as he squeezed my fat body with his powerful hands. He picked up the stone and moved closer to me his stomach pushing into the side of mine. "But don't worry I got a plan to fix your mistakes ... and I'll make you into the hog you were meant to be." He patted my stomach, sending waves through my body.

In a desperate act, I let out "you're a hypocrite. Why don't you make yourself fat. Look how much you gained, in so little time. Your the fat ass." He looked at me with rage in his eye and started choking me. "Shut up! I'm not the one meant to get fat. I'm a fuckin’ God. I'm meant to have the body of a fuckin’ God! You are the pig! You are the disgusting piece of lard. You can't hide from your destiny. I won't let you. By the time I'm done, you'll never be able to leave this room." He started chanting under his breath and the stone lit up.

He placed his hand on my stomach and I start filling pressure build up. I saw as his body started to deflate. His pecs become more defined. His beer belly shrunk and his abs started revealing themselves. He looked like when I first met him. The body of a God. He started smiling, as pain filled my body. My stomach stretched higher and my boobs got filled with more fat. I start hearing my underwear rip, as my ass expanded. And, I could feel my fat pad eating more of my dick. I look up at the screen and watched as the scale went up, finally stopping at 320lbs. "That's more how I like it." Alex stretched out. Admiring his body and jiggling my rolls of fat

I laid there speechless and defeated, as tears filled my eyes. "Aww poor piggy. I understand. Your still not satisfied. You need more food in you." I looked at him and shook my head no, as tears continued rolling down my face. He laughed "What? Your still not ready to give in. You need more time to sit and reflect on your new life. I guess, I will just have to eat for you. With this stone we are linked. I'll use it to transfer my fat onto you. Now whenever I eat, I will just get my daily need to maintain this body and survive. Everything I eat over that limit gets transferred to you." I was left in horror, as he got dressed. He moved around the room checking everything, making sure I couldn't escape. Finally he covered my mouth and started to leave. "Let's see, it's been awhile since I've been to a buffet." He mocked. I tried to scream for him to stop, but with my mouth gagged, it just came out as muffled moans. "When I come back and ... if you behave, I might let you pleasure me." He flirted, as he left the room.

As soon as he left, I tried to break free, but with my new weight I got tired faster. There was no way to break out. In the corner of the room I saw my clothes and the necklace.

Minutes passed and the lights when out. Suddenly, I saw a glow come from the necklace. I kept watching and another glow happened.  It kept repeating very slowly.

Hours passed. The glow of the necklace was becoming more frequent. Then out of nowhere, I felt pressure build up in my stomach. It felt like things where being placed in it. My stomach expanded more. Becoming tight, a feeling I recognize. It's was a food bloat. Alex must have finally reached the buffet, I thought. It felt weird as food entered my stomach, without going through my mouth or throat. My dick started becoming hard, as the pain in my stomach increased. My stomach was being pushed further than it had been. The screen now read 326lbs. He had put six pounds of food in my stomach. I feared he wasn't going to stop and I would pop. The symbols on the stone changed color and I felt my skin stretch and the food metabolize. I felt normal again. In fact I felt empty, but the scale still read 326lbs. I panicked realizing he left out that the weight gain would be instant. How fat could he make me by the end of day?

More time passed as I laid there wondering how this happened. Why did I deserve this? The glow of the necklace was now flashing non-stop. The scale still increasing. Now it read 335lbs. Suddenly, I heard a thud from upstairs. The glow of the necklace now remained on. I didn't know who it was, but I was hoping it would be someone who could help. I started to let out a muffled cry for help. Finally, I heard a familiar voice "Johnny...Johnny... is that you. Where are you?" I heard Spencer yelling. My heart raced, as I started to bang the bed against the wall. I heard footsteps get closer. He got to the basement door and jiggled it, but it wouldn't open. "It's locked!" He yelled. I just kept banging the bed against the wall. Spencer started getting panicked "what's happening in there ... are you ok ... I'm going try to find a way in."

I looked up at the screen, it now read 336lbs. Finally I heard a crash, as light entered the room. Right afterwards, Spencer entered and the lights turned on. He stopped right in his tracks, as he saw me. The screen now read 337lbs. "What the the fuck is this. Your huge! How...?" He says as he moves closer to me. He removes the cover from my mouth.

"You gotta let me out. Alex is a FUCKING freak. He linked us with that stone and is making me fatter by the minute." I blurted out. The scale read 338. Alex looked up at the screen. His breath becoming harder. His body becoming tense, as anger filled his blood, "Is that how much you weigh now." He asked, already knowing the answer. I sadly nodded, feeling my new double chin press against my neck and the top of my chest. "I just wanna get out of here. But, we're linked. So, it's never going to stop. I'll be 600lbs by the end of the month." I cried. Spencer looked at the stone and his eyes widened. The scale read 339. He ran to it and started chanting, the symbols became dull. I felt an invisible cord get cut. My stomach stopped stretching, but the scale read 340lb.

I sighed in relief, as Spencer cut the ropes on my wrist and ankles. "How did you find me," I asked. "I don't know ... I just kind of knew you needed me. It was like an invisible force guiding me to you," he responded. "Does it have anything to do with that," I pointed at the necklace. "What you got it? You met the old man?" He looked at me. "Yeah ... right after he said he was going to help me, but then this happened. " I said referring to my new fat body. Spencer walked towards the necklace, as I struggle to sit up on the bed. I finally manage to get up and instantly fell on the floor, to my knees. The sound of me falling caught Spencer's attention

"Shit ... are you okay buddy. Let me help you up." He said as he struggled to help me up. "I guess my body isn't use to this instant 50lb weight gain. But, my fat safety bag of a stomach took most of the impact." I finally get up to my feet and take some time to balance myself. Spencer took the necklace and walked toward the stone. I started walking to my clothes and tried to put them on. The pants wouldn't even make it past my fat tree trunk legs. And my new skin tight shirt barely reached the top of my belly button. I stood there as my shirt outlined my fat filled boobs and large love handles. "How am I going to lose this weight. How am I getting out of here with no clothes?." I sighed.

"Oh were not leaving ... we’re going to make a plan." Spencer said looking straight at me.

After waiting, I heard a car drive up to the cabin. Alex came rushing in and he sees my naked body sitting on the couch. "You didn't make a run for it?" He questioned. "There no point ..." I said defeated. "My clothes don't fit ... I can't just leave naked." I get up from the couch. "How did you get out? How did you break the connection." He backed up a little. "I guess those knots were weak ... and I broke the stone ... because I realized something. I am a fat pig and no one is going to love me now ..." I started walking to him. My body jiggling with every step. "No one except you, and I am never going to get the body I want ... a body like yours. I want you ... I need you. I want to get the right way. With you stuffing me. Making me fat and fucking me senseless. I’m yours." I continued, embracing him in my fat naked body. His rock hard body feeling good pressed against mine. "That's what I like to hear, my pig. I am your future ... I am your destiny." He laughed starting to play with my fat. I start making out with his body. "Let's take this up stairs." He rushed as he started taking of his clothes.

We make it to a room with a bed and bags filled with super large clothes. I rammed him onto the bed and pinned him down with my weight. "What the fuck are you doing?" He yelled, even with  his strength he couldn’t push me off. "Spencer now." I scream. Spencer rushes into the room holding the stone and chanting. He puts the stone between our body. "Now focus on what you want to transfer." He tells me. I focus and a bright light sent me off the bed. I fall on my back, feeling fat being sucked from my body. My skin starts tightening. My stretch marks start vanishing. I see Spencer looking at me in amazement. His mind blown, never realizing how his old body would look skinny.

My attention turned to Alex. Bright red stretch Mark's appeared on his body. Then they lighten up, creating the image the he had them for a while. His skin started becoming baggy, stretching into loose skin. "NO! NO! NO! What the fuck did you do to me?" He started panicking. I smiled, but my body started burning. My muscles rapidly contracting and relaxing. I screamed out in pain. Spencer ran to my side. "Oh no are you okay? What did you do?" My skinny frame started become larger, but this time with muscle. My arms pumped up with powerful biceps. My legs got energized with strong solid muscle. My chest buffed up with well defined pecs. And abs started popping up on my flat stomach. I now had the body definition of the so called God, before me. It felt erotic feeling lighter and more powerful than I was used to for these past couple of months. I turn to look at him. His body was filling up with fat.

His penis started shrinking into his new fat pad. He got embarrassed and stumbled to a bag of clothes. He put on large red shorts and managed to crawl back onto the bed, reaching for the stone. It disintegrated in his hands. We all look in astonishment at each other, realizing what happened. The old man came through. Alex’s body kept enlarging. His chest now had two nice fat boobs sitting on a beach ball belly, that would have taken years to develop. His waist line still increasing until he weighed 340lbs.

"Get out ... get out..." Alex cried putting his hand up to hid his face. I motioned to Alex and we started leaving. "Have fun play with your own tits." I mocked as we left. "I'll kill you!" Alex screamed and we heard a thud hit the floor. I guess he wasn't use to his new weight and lack of muscle.

I went to collect my belongings. But, my old clothes were not going to fit this body either. This time because they were to big. I pick up Alex's clothes and put them on. He wasn't going to need them anymore. I got in the car with Spencer and we drove off. "So ... were do you wanna go now. Home?" Spencer ask. "No, it probably won't be safe with Alex around." I responded. "Ok, let's just get this out there ... that was FUCKING crazy! And your HOT ... by the way. I didn't even know my body could look like this." Spencer blurted out. "Yeah ... I always knew you had this potential. It's funny ... my life is changed now ... but for the better. I guess we had to swap bodies to both get what we wanted." I smiled. "So .. I guess ... what's the plan now." Spencer asked. "Take me to a bus station." I answered. "What? ... Why?" He said puzzled. "Well living a mostly isolated life, you saved a good amount of money ... And, after everything thing I've been through ... I just need to find myself. I need to grow up and I'm not going to do it here." I started choking up. Spencer smiled and used one hand to massage my shoulder, letting me know he understood. His eyes getting watery too. The rest of the ride was silent.

We get to the station and he gets off with me. We walk to the entrance and he stops. "This is as far as I go." He finally let's out. "I guess you won't tell me where your going. I turn to look at him and nod. Understanding the painfulness of the moment. "Honestly, I don't even know my destination. I'm just going to take the first bus out and see where I end up. I’m most likely going off the grind, at least for awhile. But, we'll see each other again, you know." I smiled. He lunged forward to me our powerful bodies tightening as we hugged. "Be safe buddy." He whispered. "Be happy." I whispered back.

We let go and turned away form each other. Walking to face whatever our new lives held.

Spencer on the other hand was loving life. He would start the day early. Go on his run and eat healthy. He tried to introduce my old friends to me, in my new body. They had no idea of the swap,but being gay If I didn't fit their sexual desires they wanted nothing to do with me. And not being gay, Spencer had no use for them. So, he found new friends. And, if he wasn't hanging out with them, he was with Jess. She started coming over more and more. -Some nights, I would masturbate to the sound of their love making. In those moments I wished I was her. I wished I would find someone who loved me- But, most nights Spencer was gone at the gym.

"Hey, So you down for the gym tonight?" Spencer said entering my room. I looked at the mirror seeing my fat body. "I don't know." I responded. "Why!? Your doing so good," He smiled. "I'm not losing any weight. I'm still 280 fuckin pounds." I said, as I bit into my hamburger. Spencer walked over to me and jiggled my belly. "Well, that's why ... All that shit you put into your body. How can you expect to lose weight. For fuck sakes I think you have been eating more then I did," he said laughing as I pushed his hand and continued eating. "What it's true ... imagine how big you would get if you didn't come and work off some of that food in your gut," he continued, still chucking to himself. With the thought of getting fatter, I put the burger down. "Fuck you! ... I'll go ..." I said defeated.

It was weird seeing Spencer like that. He had so much energy. I guess I never realized how much being fat drained him of that energy, until now. On the ride their, he became more serious. "Look ... I gotta tell you something ... we can't keep messing around. I don't even roll that way. I've been doing it to make up with you, but ... I love Jess ... and I going to propose to her," he let out. I knew this would happen, I just didn't want it to. "You guys barely been dating a few months," I fought back. "It almost been a year," he stated. My heart was hurt and my mind jealous. " oh ... yeah ... look ... I want you to be happy. We'll stop ... it's fine" I said frustrated. The rest of the car ride was quite.

At the gym, Spencer walked me to the treadmill. "Okay ... I'm going to workout with some clients. I'll check back up on you," he said trying to gauge how I was feeling. I said nothing and he walked away. I started walking on the treadmill, my mind racing. I was mad at him. But, more mad at myself. I knew he wasn't gay. I knew he was just trying to make me happy. I hated that I felt like no one could love me, like this.

I stopped the treadmill. I had to get out of the workout area. My anxiety was raising. I looked around and felt everyone's eyes on me. Saying the worst things in their minds. Look how fat he is. He can't even run. He's gross. Their silent laughter and mocking was get louder. Tearing up, I quickly left into the Spa area. But, not before I bumped into him. He was the man of my dreams. Even in my old body, I would have been envious. He was admiring himself in the mirror. Still sweaty from his workout, his muscle shirt hugged his body. Showing off every ab he had. He look at me up and down. His eyes staring into my soul. I was embarrassed and ran out of his sight. He must be laughing at the fat piece of lard that just bumped into him.

At this gym most people didn't take advantage of the spa area. Most likely, because it didn't have a lot to offer. So, I made my way into the dark and empty room with messaging chairs. And started to cry. "Hey are you okay," Mr. Abs said. I felt even worse now. "Yeah, look ... I'm sorry I bumped into you ... but can you please leave me alone." I said in between sobs. He remained quiet, but sat on the chair next to me.

He put his hand on my lard covered lap. "Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be crying." My mind was alerted to the chessiness of his words. But. At the sametime those were the words my heart needed to hear. "What?" I asked. "Sorry, I don't mean to be so forward. It's just your so attractive. And, when you bumped into me ... I saw the pain in your eyes. And, I just felt like I had to talk to you." He answered.

At that moment Spencer walked in. "Hey Johnny you good." He quickly analyzes the situation, "Oh ... I'll just be outside with my clients ... if you need me." He slowly backs off and I nod letting him know I'm okay.

"So is that your trainer or ... boyfriend..." Mr.Abs asked. I just laughed, "No ... He's just a friend .. and thanks for the kind words. But, you don't have to pretend to make me feel better. You don't owe me anything. I don't even know your name." He put his hand on my stomach. I started feeling embarrassed. "I wasn't joking ... you see I like to stay fit ..." he said as he invited my fat arms to start feeling up his body. " But, I like fat guys." He gives my belly a jiggle and continues to explore my body. We sit there for a couple seconds, in awe of each other's body. "My name is Alex, by the way." he mindlessly said. "I'm Johnathan." I said, memorized myself.

He started talking again, "What is a guy like you doing in a place like this." He asked. "I'm trying to lose weight." I answer sheepishly. He laughs, "why would you wanna do something like that." " Well. I wasn't always fat and I don't like how I feel being fat." I answered. "We'll Johnathan, after this breakdown you had it doesn't seem like your in the mood to workout tonight. Why don't we leave this place and I can buy you some food, I know you must be hungry." I agree to leave with him and I text Spencer to not expect me home tonight.

We leave to a nearby fast food restaurant and he orders four large combos. We continue to drive to his place. He sets up all the food on the table, and tells me to dig in. We talk to each other about our lives, as he makes himself a salad. I realized he bought all the fast food for me. Being around him was so comfortable. I was interested in learning more about him. He was kind, smart, and adventurous. He talked about his workouts, his job, and his fetish. He was interested in how I got so fat. I had to create a fake story, because there was no way he was going to believe body swapping.

By the time we were done, I was stuffed. He started rubbing my belly. Moving his hands to my crotch, pulling down my pants. He began pushing back my pelvic fat, unleashing as much dick as he could get. And, He started sucking. Sending me and my extended belly into ecstasy. After servicing me, he flipped me over and and started riding my fat as. His powerful arms holding me. His ripped physic imprinting on my fat flesh. Each thrust of his dick in my ass, filled with pleasure, reminding me of the one night stands I use to have.

Before he proposed, Spencer wanted him and Jess to have time living with each other. He would be leaving me in the apartment all only. As sudden as he told me his plan, it was time for him to move out. I huffed down the stairs with his last box of his belongings to his car. The weight of the box and my heavy body was more than a workout. I saw, Spencer fitting the mess of tetris pieces into his car. And, he heard me coming, with my heavy breathing.

He looks at me and smiles. "You need to lose some weight before you kill yourself," he says, laughing, as he takes the box from me. "Shut up. I actually went down a size, since working out with Alex." I said sucking in my gut, a bit. "Are you sure about that," he looked at me confused. "Yeah ... Alex has been keeping track of my weight and buying me new clothes." I snapped back. "If you say so. I guess I've just been to busy to notice any change ... in your body. I'm just glad your finding happiness." He responded. "Yeah, I am happy. I never thought I would have been, after we swapped." I happily sighed.

An awkward pause formed between us. "Well that was the last box ... I guess this is it," I continued. He looked at me, guilt started filling his face. "I'm sorry about everything ... I tired looking for a fix ... just kept running into dead ends ... missing information ..." he started to ramble. I grab him. My large squishy stomach beginning to touch his flat hard fit one. "Look, it's okay. Listen to me. Even if you found away, I wouldn't accept it. You finally found happiness. I mean your using my body better than I did. I slept around. I didn't have a plan for life. But, you do. Your working out this body better than I did. You're starting a life." I explained. He hugged me. His powerful arms tried to reach around my large body.

I hugged him back. I wouldn't have believed it if you told me. We were both misfit toys, from a backwards small town. We both struggled in our own way. But those struggles are what lead us to being friends. Together we escaped that place and moved to the city. And, now we were facing a new chapter of our lives. My eyes became watery and he must have been thinking the samething. Because once we let go of each other, I could see his eyes become watery, too. "You are still my best buddy ... your ... really ... my only buddy," he said trying not to let his emotions consume him. I walked with him to his car door, as he got in. "I won't even be the far away ... it just a 30 minute drive. I'll be back and hangout all the time," he smiled. I smiled back hiding the fact that we both knew it was never going to be the same. "If you ever need me call me," he continued. I nodded, and told him the samething. I backed away, as he drove off, to his new life.

After some time passed, I called Alex. It felt nice hearing his voice, after sitting in silence. He was on his way to pick me up; he had something special planned. "I have to go pick something up from the mall, first," he said when he arrived. I was okay with that, as long as I got to spend time with him. "There's food in the fat ... I mean back seat," he motioned to the greasy paper bags. Most of the food look like it was already eaten. Although he was trying to help me lose weight, he would try and sabotage me with food. Most of the time, I would deny it. I pretty sure that made him frustrated, becuase in those months he started eating more. His flat abs, became a starter belly. But, he was still firm with muscle from his workouts. Even, while gaining weight he was hot as hell.

"It might take awhile," he said as we arrived at the mall. "Go ahead and grab some food or something," he insisted. I complied and started walking to the food court ... but then something hit me. I wasn't hungry. He just wanted me to break my diet. I decided I should just go with him, instead. I tried shouting for him, but in the crowd of people, he was to far ahead. I tried walking a little faster, but my heavy legs couldn't keep up to him.

Finally, I saw him turn a corner and I kept following him. As I turned, I didn't see him anymore. All, I saw was an entrance to a weird looking store, and I walked in. The store was filled with antiques, spices, plants, and other trinkets. However, there was no one else inside. (I guess I made a wrong turn) I thought to myself. "Aw your back ...," I hear an old voice calling out. "So you found away to reverse it did you?" I turn to see an old man talking to me.

"I'm sorry, I think you got the wrong person," I explained. "Oh ... I see ... I see, your the friend ... yes ... yes. It's clear now," he smiled. Then it all clicked, "Your the man ... the old man that gave Spencer the potion!" I exclaimed. "Why didn't I come here sooner?" I started rambling to myself. "Hush now ... hush now. That's the effect of this shop. You can't just find it ... you have to be ready ... ready, so it can appear to you ... call to you. It will bring you here when it wants you." The old man chimed in, bringing me out of my confusion. "So, I'm here for a reason," excitement started rising in my blood. "You can help me. You can undo this," I took my hands and jiggled my belly. My eyes getting watery, with happiness.

"Undo that," he laughed. "No, no, no. I cannot undo that. Are you mad. That potion is to strong. Your stuck in that body. The potion cannot be affected by any other magic, not even my own. No body swapping spell would ever work on you again." I sighed feeling all the hope drain away. "Then why am I here?" I cried. The old man just looked at me as if I just said the most stupidest thing he has ever heard. "So, I can help you," he shouted. "But, you just said..." I tried to chime in. "I help people. People who deserve it and curse those you don't. Like I helped your friend. Good man ... good man. But, he was in a dark place. Did you know he was about to take his life. And where where you. Best friends ... ah! You were sleeping with any guy you could find. You started leaving him out of your life..." he continued shouting. His words weighed on me. I collapsed on a near by chair, my body jiggling from the impact. He was right, in those days before the swap, I wasn't there for him. But, I didn't know how bad he was. He never told me. I never asked.

The old man started to calm down " I wasn't sure about you ... I'm still not. But, after the swap you tried. Most people would not. But, your friendship grew again. And, in that time I saw you grow. Deep down your also a good man. A little broken ... maybe alot broken. And you should be rewarded. But, first a gift from your friend. He wanted me to make this. It's for you." The old man pulled out a gold necklace with a green gem stone. "It will protect you," he finished. I tookit and put it on ... I felt nothing. There was a pause ... "So how exactly are you going to help me," I finally asked. He looked annoyed "Don't be hasty, don't be hasty. All in due time. There's more magic out there than silly ole body swapping," he said pushing me out the door.

I felt him stop and turned around. Everything was gone. The store was an empty space at the mall. "There you are!" I turn around to see Alex. "I was looking everywhere for you ... I tried calling you" He said worriedly. "Are you ready to go ... I got you some of that tea you liked." I was silent, lost in my thoughts and grabbed the drink. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded, still unsure if I really was. I look down to see that I was still wearing the necklace. As we walked back to the car Alex held me tight. He pushed his body into mine, as we walked side by side. His arm on my shoulder. I could tell he didn't want to lose me again.

"Those assholes," I said to myself. "I must have gotten so drunk last night that my friends were able to put this realistic fat suit on me. And, then found a look alike to wake me up this morning." It was a crazy thought, but I was desperate for this not to be real. I put my hands on Spencer's stomach and tired to push it off of the body. But, it was stuck tight. I could actually feel it send it's jiggly sensations throughout Spencer's body. Spencer's boobs slapping the top of the stomach. His thighs were shaking with piles of fat. His double chin jiggling. His dick was vibrating, as I felt that it was buried in a pad of fat surrounding the pelvic area. All this sensations were telling my brain that this was really happening.

I felt confused, sad, and scared. But, I finally understood it was real. And, I calmed myself down by remembering that Spencer said it was not permanent With all the adrenaline that surged through me, my new overweight body became extremely tired and I feel asleep.Mindlessly, I woke up and decided I should get dressed. I was adjusted to my new weight; but I was in a sleepy haze. Although I could I see I was in Spencer's fat body, my mind act like I was still in mine.

I walked to my closet, got my workout clothes, and put them on. They were extremely tight and couldn't fit over Spencer's mountain of a stomach. "Why didn't they fit, I asked my self," then I looked in the mirror inside my closet and saw my fat friend's reflection, staring back at me. "Oh," I sighed to myself, in defeat. I walked back to my bed and sat down. My tight clothes stopping most of the fat jiggles, but Spencer's uncontained belly still bounced up and down.

"Well, working out is off the table today," I said as I brought Spencer's hands to his face. I looked at his fat body in disgust. "Well, I guess all my plans are off the table today ... It still barely 12 PM, so I have a long time to spend in this fat body." I got up and started walking out of my room. "I guess I'll just spend today inside, becuase there is no way I'm going outside like this."

I start walking to livingroom, my clothes squeezing Spencer's body tight. So, I decided to take them off. Unfortunately, I saw what my friend was working with. His dick buried in fat, with only the tip of the head sticking out. I couldn't spend my whole day looking at that, so I decide to stop by his room to get some of his underwear.

I walked in and saw clothes laid out. There was a note: "Here are the most comfortable clothes I have. I also ordered from all of my favorite restaurants and stocked the fridge with food. My body gets really hungry and it can eat a lot. I know you always watch what you eat, but today you can just let go. You have my tastebuds so I know you will enjoy everything. Just try having fun being a fat slob today. And, I'm sorry I did this to you."

I just grabbed the underwear. I was still mad at him but noted how sorry he seemed. I kinda felt bad for him. But like he said, I was feeling really hungry. I walked in to find bags of food just waiting for me. The smell making me more hungry. I spent the whole day giving in to the fat body. Eating nonstop, playing videos, watching TV. Gorging myself was turning me on, for some reason. It must be the body's muscle memory. Throughout the day my dick would become raging hard. It got to the point where I couldn't stand it anymore. I didn't want to, but the urge kept calling me. Slightly disgusted, I jerked off. Using Spencer's hands to dig his fat pad off my dick. It was more work then I was use to, but it got the job done. I cummed and was wrap in a sensation of ecstasy.

It was getting late and my Spencer walked in with a smile on his face. Then he saw me sitting, watching TV, and eating. He look worried about what I might say. "I'm not mad at you." I finally said "I enjoyed your body, but I am ready to get mine back after tonight. So ... how was your date?"

My friend looked at me and smiled. "It went good ... and I had SEX!" I was a little weirded out by the thought of him using my body for sex. But, I let it slide. After all seeing his dick and dealing with it, I felt like he deserved some fun. "I can't believe I just lost my virginity ... well I guess I didn't becuase it was your body and you have had loads of sex." He says as he walked closer to me. He looked so cute, being so happy. Looking at my body was turning me on. I was imagining my fit body fondling Spencer's fat body. "Oh and don't worry, I'll break it off with this girl. It was just so cool to expirence your body. But, it's yours and ... oh ... um ... oh no."

I see my face get worried and I start to panic. My friend brings my muscular hands to his cum stained crotch. Using my fingers he rubbed his pelvic area, causing his dick to pulse to attention. Then he puts my fingers in my mouth. "What the fuck. Don't do that with my body ...." I screamed. "Fuck, it's cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck. The swap is permanent ... SHIT! We both cummed. I didn't mean to ... and why did you? By both of us cumming it like saying we both agreed to make the switch permanent. It's like a blood pact, but I guess a cum pact. I didn't tell you because I didn't think I was gonna have sex, and I really didn't think you were going to rub one out."

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" I yelled as I attempted to sit up. My ball gut flinged me back on the bed. My original body quickly got off the bed. I rolled to my side and finally succeeded at hoisting my huge body off the bed. I was standing next to my bed, off balance and with a headache. "Johnny don't freak it's me, Spencer. You are in my body. I can explain everything" My friend said, in my body.

"You fucking better." I threatened as my eyes became watery with fear. He began speaking, but watching my body talking to me is just to fucking weird. "I found this potion that swaps bodies and snuck it in your beer last night. Don't worry it shouldn't be permanent. It will reverse when we both wake up tomorrow."

"What the FUCK! Your not making any sense. Potion? ... What? ... Why?" I tried to get words out, but nothing made sense. I didn't know what to say. Magic is real? I mean I am in my fatass friends body, ... but it's not possible. "I met this girl online. But, I have been using pictures of you. We have so much in common, but she likes active guys." My friend explains.