#great shift

Nate and Zeke

One minute Nate and Zeke two 63 year old convicts were playing a game of cards in Richmond county prison doing 20-30 years for a small robbery that got a little out of hand, the next, the world flipped and they were both looking out at a suburban backyard gym. Nate looked down and had the body of a smooth sun tanned 20 year old in compression shorts. Zeke looked down and was in the body of a hairy chested man in workout gear his shirt drenched in sweat. Nate looked over at the man who was older than his new body and said “where am I and who are you?” Zeke wasn’t sure why he told the young man his real name. Maybe it was the shock. “Zeke? no way it’s me Nate!” the now young man exclaimed, walking over and hugging the large man. Nate could feel Zeke’s new dick growing in his pants as they embraced. The two had been together for a year before the robbery and when they got put in the same prison they continued their relationship quietly behind bars. “ I don’t know what’s going on, but we better not waste the chance before we wake up from this dream babe” Zeke replied, grabbing Nate’s tight new bubble butt.

Nate agreed and shucked off his shorts leaving him in a blue jock, while Zeke peeled off his sweaty t-shirt and basketball shorts revealing a black jockstrap being stretched to its limits at both the front and back. Zeke wrestled Nate to the floor as they kissed each other longingly. Nate then began to lick up and down the sweaty body of the larger hairy man pinning him down. They spent the next several hours exploring their new bodies,comparing their new rods after freeing them from their jock straps, trying several different positions, and working up a new sheen of sweat on their younger chests.

They didn’t even bother going inside until the sun had set and only when they looked at the photos on the wall did they find out they had been put in the bodies of a father and his 20 year old college kid home on vacation. They must have caught them mid workout, the walls were filled with countless sports trophies and memorabilia for both of their new bods. Then they saw on the family room tv the news was calling it the great shift and officials believed it was irreversible. The now free men embraced in a loving French kiss not caring who’s body the other was inside of they were going to take advantage of this miracle that got them out of life in prison. They separated and then raced each other up the stairs slamming the bedroom door and letting their moans and screams echo through the house.

Jake

Bobby had finally gotten home from a long day at work looking forward to just laying down and getting some much needed sleep. He opened the door and found his obnoxious but insanely attractive roommate Jake in the middle of the living room shirtless squatting on the ground. “umm what are you doing dude” he said staring at him trying not to let him see the long looks he took at his abs and chest. A deep bark came out of Jake’s mouth and then his tongue stuck out as he started panting and drooling on the floor. “What the fuck is wrong with you” he yelled now seeing the mess the apartment was in. The kitchen was torn apart with food everywhere and as Bobby turned back to look at his roommate, Jake ran down the hallway so quick his gym shorts slipped down and were left discarded on the floor. Bobby ran after him and was greeted in the bathroom by the sight of Jake’s hairy ass as his face slurped water out of the toilet bowl. Bobby grabbed his phone out of his pocket ready to call an ambulance or something as Jake had clearly gone insane. The notification popped up notifying him of the great shift and its effects. Bobby looked back up just as dog Jake tackled him to the ground and then started licking his face. He managed to free himself and Jake then began scratching with his hands at the back door, he let him out so he could use the bathroom and sat on the couch wondering what he was going to do with his new pet.

Michelle

“God, I still stink and I used all my good products” groaned Michelle now in the smelly body of Daniel, a 23 year old stoner and college drop out. Michelle, a 46 year old Mom, had woken up in a smoke-filled room now in a body the same age as her own son. She had run out the door in a panic and discovered she was only a block from her house. She entered her house and found her husband was not home yet. She stood in the living room feeling her new body and examining her face in the mirror. The stench of weed and sweat began to waft into her nose and was starting to make her nauseous. She had always been a bit of a clean freak and found herself needing to get rid of the smell. Stepping out of the shower and putting back on Daniel’s clothes she had torn off, she stood in front of the sink. “Will this thing ever go down” she said poking the bulge in her underwear her new equipment had barely been soft the whole time she had been inside Dan. Michelle hoped her husband would show up soon and he wouldn’t kill the strange man that claimed to be his wife. Just then she heard the sound of the front door opening downstairs. “Honey are you here, please don’t freak out I look a little different” said the intruder. Michellle looked over the railing and saw the back of a sweaty man in just a hat and gym shorts. The man turned around and seeing his face realized her husband had been swapped into her son’s best friend Mike. Michelle felt her cheeks flush and realized the problem tenting in her underwear would not be going away anytime soon.

The world can come together for a great many things. However, it is the season in which the world unites for a very specific sport. While it goes by many names, the World Cup has sparked excitement among fans, passion among athletes, and after the Great Shift a means to expect the unexpected.

After 90% of the world swapped bodies, many found themselves in new countries as well as new bodies. Some managed to not only adapt to their new settings, but completely embraced it. Taking on a new body, but embracing the culture, the people, and the sport that body had mastered… well. That’s how legends are born.

The Great Shift News Crew wanted to hear from the very athletes that are making up this year’s World Cup. 

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Guadalajara, Mexico

Hola! Lo siento. ¿Hablas inglés? Haha sorry. Sometimes I can’t help speaking and thinking in Spanish these days. You wanted to talk about how I got started in soccer right? 

It’s kinda a funny story. Guess I’ll start at the beginning. My name is Weilin Wu, from Portland Oregon! I was in college working on my degree in international studies with a minor in linguistics last year. But… that interest had to be put on hold when the Great Shift happened. 

I was probably the furthest from a prime athlete in college that you could imagine. In fact, up until recently my idea of a marathon would have been binging a few seasons of the anime My Hero Academia or Delicious in Dungeon.  Being 5’0 with a pension for chocolates and milk tea didn’t exactly give me the best physique. And I didn’t have that much confidence when I couldn’t grow any facial hair to safe my life.  Let’s just say I didn’t have a lot of confidence in my physical appearance my freshman year.

Well. I can honestly say after the Great Shift happened everything changed. I went from typing notes in my dorm room to running through a grass soccer field barefoot! 

The first thing I did? Immediately fall over…

I mean can you blame me? I was sitting at my desk and suddenly I was running 20 miles per hour shirtless and barefoot in a foreign country. 

I immediately tumbled to the ground and got acquainted with how this new body of mine can take a fall. When the world finally stopped spinning I realized just how much everything changed. I mean… look at me. 

Going from a short Asian American to a Mexico pro athlete was like a dream come true!

I’d gone from five foot nothing to 6’4 in the span of mere moments. When I tried to stand for the first time I nearly fell over again. People don’t tell you that you can get vertigo from a sudden growth spurt. And the height was just part of it. My snacking habit made it more difficult for me to see past my sizable stomach, so when I stood up straight for the first time and looked down to see a 6 pack, I nearly fainted. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. And it wasn’t just any 6 pack, I had a thick treasure trail where previously I had no hair at all. That sexy strip led straight to my new vicious V and… well I don’t think I can say the next part for the audiences at home. 

What I can say though is how big my feet became. Being over 6 feet tall I expected to have pretty sizable feet, but size 16s kinda blew my mind. That’s literally twice the size of my former feet!

When I finally managed to catch my breath and take in my new body the rest became history. News broadcasts about the Great Shift, people panicking, and others… choosing to help those displaced. 

The teammates around me immediately asked if I was ok and helped me get acquainted with who I became when I told them what happened. It helped that I was already semi fluent in Spanish, otherwise I’d be completely lost.  To this day, the team still likes to tease me when I say something with a gringo accent though. 

Long story short I found I was in the body of César Huerta, the 6’4 Winger for the team that would be playing in the World Cup for Mexico. César  landed in my body and was equally confused. 

With some help from the team and some patience we eventually reunited. César understood he probably wouldn’t be playing soccer anytime soon, so instead he asked if I was interested in taking his place on the team. 

It wasn’t unheard of. Countless people began to start a career in pro sports after the shift. I’m pretty sure Nick and Joey Bosa’s bodies were now occupied by a brother and sister from Thailand. 

I wasn’t sure. I had never played a game of soccer in my life. However, with some encouragement and coaching from César I found I was a natural. His body had all this muscle memory waiting for me to use! After a few practices I was playing just as good as he was, if not better. 

From that day on I became a part of the team. My new teammates have been super welcoming and let me stay with them until I found a place of my own. 

I’ve been living in Mexico ever since. The language already felt natural to me after a few months. I’m not sure if it was me adapting to this culture… or perhaps this body just feels more comfortable speaking that language. 

My parents visit on the holidays. It helps that my older parents swapped into two handsome European backpackers who love to travel.  My mom likes to compare who has more abs these days and my dad always makes sure we finish a full bottle of whatever he brought on his last trip. 

As for me, getting used to the mundanities of César’s bodies has been the best part. From the very beginning he warned me to make sure I keep up his shaving routine. That wasn’t something I was used to considering I’d never had to shave. Only now I had a thick beard by 5 o'clock if I wasn’t careful. After that I made sure to listen to all of César’s advice. 

He taught me the proper way to care for my curlier hair, he showed me the best exercises for his body, and he even showed me a shoe store that catered to my larger size. That last one was important. Walking around with size 16s is more difficult than it looks. I stubbed my toes several times the first week in César’s body. And my feet got so sweaty all the time I just preferred to walk around barefoot most places. 

I’d need all the help I could get as I wasn’t the most… composed during my first actual game in his body.

There was something about seeing a huge crowd of people staring at you… yearning from some relief after all the stress the Great Shift had caused…  it was a bit overwhelming. All that expectation to be the source of entertainment for the masses really got to me that day…  I missed so many passes for that one game.  But it wasn’t the end of the world. I kept at it. I kept practicing.

To my surprise César was practicing right beside me most days. He enjoyed coaching sure, but even in my body he enjoyed playing the most. In this last year he lost over 40lbs in my previous body and is even considering rejoining the team once he feels ready.

I really appreciate how César and the rest of the team have been making sure I improve each game. Without their help I don’t think my transition into this body would’ve worked. And of course without their help I don’t think we would’ve been able to win the first game of the World Cup!

My team and I can’t wait to celebrate. They say my face is all over social media after our last play. It used to feel so… strange thinking that was me.  But now… Now when I look in the mirror I don’t see a stranger. I see a handsome, confident Mexican man. I see me. I see the person who is going to bring home the World Cup for Mexico this year!

Hubert - Lucas

I woke up in the middle of the street. I thought I was having a heart attack or something. But I’m waking up now and I feel weird. I don’t feel heavy and my knees aren’t aching.

I look down and see I’m wearing something completely different, and my hands! Oh my god, my hands are so smooth now.

Further down the street I see an old man- my body! Talking to some man I’ve never seen before. I can’t stop looking and finally they both look at me.

So I start running.

The man starts chasing me and finally I do stop. I haven’t been able to run in so long.

The man starts talking to me and I feel this weird feeling in my stomach. ‘He’s so handsome. So hot’

That doesn’t sound like something I would say. I’m not gay.

I look at his arms and I start to get hard.

The man notices and asks me ‘do you want to come back to mine?’

‘Ok’ I say. It just comes out.

I don’t want to have sex with this man. But he holds my hand and starts taking me away.

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We get to his house and I briefly get a look at my new face in the mirror before he takes off my shirt.

He starts kissing me. Passionately. Oh god I’m loving this.

We go to his room and he takes my trousers off. I see my new cock. It feels so good to be hard again.

He takes his shirt off and then his pants.

He has such a nice body. I understand why this young man that I now am loves looking at him.

I’m not gay, I’m not gay, I’m not gay. I have to keep telling myself.

He starts jerking me off, slowly. I don’t mind. I start twitching at how good it feels.

He turns me around and puts his cock in my ass. Oh god, yes.

It hurts a bit, but it feels nice. I don’t approve of gays, I think they’re disgusting.

He starts thrusting in me more and more.

The more he does it, the better it feels. I want to come so hard.

And finally I do.

I come all over the bed sheets and Jesus it feels so great. After all these years, I couldn’t get my dick up and now look at me.

I want him to fuck me again.

‘I’m not finished just yet’ he says.

He turns me around, so I’m on my back and he starts jerking himself off. His deep, gruntled breaths are so fucking hot.

He comes on my chest and then he falls next to me.

“What happened today? I mean, everyone was acting weird outside” I ask.

“Well for me, I woke up in this body this morning. I used to be younger. I was 21, a twink. I went outside, the old man talked to me, I found you and I assume you were the old man that was talking to me?”

“Yeah, at first I thought you would make me switch back. And I didn’t want to be old anymore, so I ran off. I’m not gay. You guys make me feel sick” I say

“Oh yeah? Then why’d you let me fuck you?” He asks

“ I don’t know. I didn’t want you to, but I also didn’t want you to stop. I love being young and I hope we can swap again so I can be normal.”

The man just laughs.

He gets up and stretches, making sure to show off his body.

I start getting hard again.

“If you don’t want to fuck a man again, just say so” he winks and walks off to the bathroom.

Paparazzi:"Gentlemen, smile. Look to the right. Yeah. Good"

Henry and Joey were at the front of the hall, where the press conference was about to be held, before the release of the new Witcher season. They were all instructed to suit up and arrive. Henry felt like he was betraying Joey. They were about to announce soon, that he was leaving the Witcher TV series and passing the role to Liam Hemsworth. Henry didn't want to continue playing Geralt if the story wouldn't be more faithful to the books. Unfortunately, Joey already signed his contract and therefore had to play Jaskier for another year without Henry.

They stood next to each other. Joey couldn't pretend that he was happy. He was angry, because Henry didn't tell him soon enough how he felt and that he was leaving, trapping Joey in a job he started to hate. He felt betrayed

Back then nobody knew what happened in the following moments. Maybe it was an accident. Maybe it was intentional. But all they knew was that suddenly all around them was pure chaos. The whole city confused and screaming. Most of the planet swapped bodies with someone standing close to them. Some were very unlucky, in some cases the swap was lethal or caused many people to die. But some people got really lucky. Just like Joey and Henry here

They were obviously both shocked when they found themselves in each other's bodies. But they were interrupted by the people around them screaming and shouting at each other.

Joey in Henry's body:"Henry? Is that you? I'm you!"

Henry in Joey's body:"Is this real? Is it really happening?"

Joey:"I think it is. And I don't think we're the only ones. Maybe we should go somewhere more quiet."

Joey starts walking away, but as soon as Henry moves his body a sharp pain shoots from the back of his body.

Henry:"Ah fuck. Wait. There's something wrong. It feels like..."

Joey started smiling, realising.

Henry didn't find the pain that bad anymore and was slowly figuring out, what it was.

Henry:"Joey? Is that what I think it is?"

Joey:"I don't know what you're talking about"

Henry started laughing at his old face

Henry:"Hahahaha. No you didn't. Holy shit you're naughty, Joey. You really went to a press con with a dildo up your ass? Wow. I never thought that you'd be able to do this."

Joey:"Maybe we should go?"

Henry:"Oh fuck, we are. I really need to take a proper look at that thing stuck inside of me now "

Joey went first and couldn't stop smiling, as he heard Henry struggling to walk properly

But Henry was getting more and more into it. He never had a dildo up his ass. And this one was BIG.

They got into an empty hotel room nearby.

Joey went to the bathroom first to piss and left Henry outside. Henry started throwing his clothes off to the ground. But stopped, once he felt the thing in him move. He got on his knees and felt his own ass trying to push it in and out. An overwhelming feeling caused him to moan out loud and hold ok tightly to the bed sheets.

He heard the bathroom door open

Joey:"You wanna use the bathroom?"

Henry got up and without saying a word went to the bathroom while grabbing his old body's cheeks playfully on the way.

He wanted to look at himself in the mirror, but he needed the dildo to move. He needed to find a better position. But another unwanted movement caused him to collapse into the bath still in his clothes.

He just sat there leaning on the edges of the bath, moving his ass up and down in the air. Causing the dildo to move up and down. He was now covered in sweat. His body was begging to be fucked

Joey:"You need some help with that?" He pointed at his ass

Henry needed to be fucked. And there was a thing much better than the dildo in his ass

He leaned to the front and grabbed his old semi-hard bulge looking seductively into his old eyes

Henry:"Whip it out big boy. You got a hole to patch. And I need it"

Joey:"Are you sure you..."

Henry:"Fuck me right now!!!"

Joey threw off his pants and boxers. Leaving himself in Henry's Grey shirt only

Henry:"I want you to show me how you can be better than that dildo"

Joey:"I'm not really sure about this"

Henry:"Please just fuck me already. I can't take this anymore"

Joey helped Henry to take off his clothes. He turned him around to let him hold the edge of the bath. He then grabbed the base off the dildo and started moving it up and down rythmically. Henry was moaning in pleasure. No, he was screaming

As soon as Joey got hard, he pulled out the dildo and showed his new huge dick into his old ass. Henry couldn't even tell the difference. But now it was warmer, pulsating. And Joey was pounding him.

They were now one. Combined. Sweaty. Joey was deep inside of Henry moving his intestines.

Henry:"Ah ah ah ah. Fuck me... I need you"

Joey couldn't hold it anymore, he pulled out his new dick and shoot the load at his old back.

He was breathing rapidly from the fast tempo. Henry was still holding on. But Joey moved his head to the side and noticed his old dick leaking cum

Joey smiled. Yeah, fuck the betrayal. He's gonna be punishing him for that very often from now own.

Anonymous inbox request:

I am very lucky that this guy was recording before I was affected by the Great shift, I wish I had recorded the event too I would love to see my old face when I looked in the mirror for the first time.

Day 15 of life after the body swapping incident that affected downtown Washington DC, and life was still weird as shit.  Some people were calling it the Great Shift-- a government cover-up for a science experiment gone wrong.  I don’t think a two mile radius really deserves a “Great” moniker but I had to admit it was catchy.  Others were calling it a terrorist bioweapon meant to cause havoc across the nation’s government.  That did seem possible, but the terrorists had terrible aim if that was the case.

A few people even said it was a plan to put key politicians into younger, healthier bodies, but... I know for a fact that one isn’t true.  I was there at ground zero when the swap occurred, working as a personal trainer at the gym.  All those desirable bodies, mine included, went to some of the most pathetic white collar workers you could imagine.  Whatever happened, it was definitely an accident.

It’s been a month, and I still haven’t gotten used to my reflection.  I hope I never do, to be honest.  The government is working on getting this whole mess resolved, and I can only hope it will be sooner rather than later.  I’ve never had hair this long, and I am in desperate need a of a haircut.  Since it’s not my body, I’d have to fill out a requisition form, and I keep hoping it won’t come to that.  

One of the first things the Government did was send in the National Guard to put everyone affected into a quarantined hotel area, and then they started drowning us in regulations and paperwork.  I’m still working as a personal trainer... only now most of my clients are lazy office drones.  Those desirable bodies I mentioned?  I’m in charge of making sure their new owners keep them in shape.  I’m slowly losing my sanity.

“Mitch!  What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” I said, walking out into our shared kitchen.  Uncle Sam was putting us up in some very nice accommodations, I had to admit, but my clients-turned-roommates left a lot to be desired.

“C’mon Grady, it’s Saturday,” he said, as if that was supposed to be an answer.  I kept starting at him until he continued.  “Saturday is my self-care day, and today that means Netflix and cookies.  I don’t see what the big deal is...”

“Absolutely not,” I said, holding out my hand.  “Give me those, that is way too many calories for one serving.  We’re sharing those with the whole floor.”  He rolled his eyes and sighed at me, but at least he obeyed me.  I can’t help but feel self-conscious bossing all of these men around, especially when they’re large enough to beat me to a pulp if they knew how to leverage their strength.  The real Mitch was a lanky college intern who had no idea how to build or maintain muscle mass.  Russ would’ve had a heart attack if he was here to see even half the things Mitch wanted to do in that body.

As I walked the plate of cookies out to the common area, I couldn’t help but notice that Larry was still sitting at his room’s computer desk, shirtless and surrounded by a few wadded tissues.  Gross, but... I’ve seen Larry’s old body.  I can’t entirely blame the old pervert.  “Please tell me you didn’t stay up all night watching porn again.”

He just smiled at me, his bloodshot eyes telling me everything that I needed to know.  “So what if I did, Grady, it’s Saturday.  The fitness schedule you made for me says I don’t have to work out today, and a sleep schedule isn’t a part of the body cohabitation contract we all signed.  As long as I still eat three healthy meals today, you can’t make me do anything.  So how about giving me some privacy?”  He was right, of course.  Larry was one of my most frustrating clients, because he knew exactly how to do the bare minimum and nothing more.  Tana was one of the gym’s biggest over-achievers, so seeing his body do a complete 180 had been quite the adjustment.

I knew better than to engage with him right now-- better to save my strength for fights that I would be able to win.  I set the cookies down in our shared kitchen, waved at a few of the other guys, and retreated back to the bedroom I shared with one other man.

Simon smiled at me, and I could feel my frustrations starting to lift away.  “Good morning, Grady.  Rough start?” he asked, looking up from his book.  Simon was a licensed psychologist who happened to be at a nearby Industry Convention when the Great Shift happened, and I was so glad to have his assistance dealing with all of the heated emotions that boiled over during the aftermath.  Furthermore, Simon had ended up in my body.  It was a relief to know that my body was being controlled by someone responsible, even if seeing myself each day came with its own set of weird situations.

"You have no idea,” I said, shaking my head.  “Or rather, you have an exact idea, because you’ve also had to deal with those guys.  I don’t suppose you would be up for some... stress release?” I asked, peeling off my tank top and tossing it onto the floor.

He laughed, quickly setting aside his book and his glasses.  “In this body?  Always!”  Was it weird that I was having sex with my own body?  Maybe, but honestly, our daily hookups felt like one of the least weird things about this whole mess.  I always knew I was an attractive man, and I’ve always been attracted to anyone who keeps themselves healthy, regardless of gender.  Presumably that’s how Simon now felt-- I know that ever since I’ve been in this new Twink body, I have only felt attraction for hairy men.  Sexual attraction seemed to follow the body, not the inhabitant.

“Do you ever worry that we’re complicating things?” Simon asked.  “For whenever the government is able to switch everyone back into the right bodies, I mean.  They’ve told our loved ones that we’re in quarantine, but... how can we go back to normal life when this is all over?”  I understood where he was coming from-- his real body was at least twenty years older, and while he didn’t like sharing too much about his life, I’d gotten the impression he had a wife and maybe a few grandkids waiting for him back home.

Simon clearly had a tendency to overthink everything, and I was now used to offering friendly advice while his warm load was still inside of me.  “Honestly, I think we’re dealing with a stressful situation, and we’re all just coping however we can.  There’s nothing wrong with two consenting adults having sex.  And I don’t know about you, but... if I didn’t try to get a wide range of experiences inside of this temporary body, I think I’d regret the missed opportunity forever.”

He smiled at me.  “I suppose you’re right,” he said, as he sipped on cheap hotel coffee.  “’In sickness or in health’ wasn’t really meant to cover something so impossible.  And I’d rather seek forgiveness than forever ponder what might have been.”

Tg Cap - Determination (Censored version)