#head swap

Curious about what's happened to Ethan and what's coming next? Check out the master post here!

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As the elves fix the toys with skilled hands and patience, We should also find you the perfect replacement.

“Please? It’s just one more store. I promise I’ll be quick about it!” Isaiah whined as he tugged lightly on Ethan’s sleeve as the two of them made their way towards the mall exit.

Groaning as he stared back at the other with a face mixed with both annoyance and pained acceptance, Ethan could only roll his eyes as he relented with a slow head nod. “Last one, or I swear to god, I’ll drag your ass out and hoist you over my shoulder to take you back to your car. You’re lucky I’m done with my exams and agreed to go Christmas shopping with you,” he shot back at his friend as they entered the last store of the day.

“You love me!” Isaiah said teasingly as he twirled on his heels, eagerly bouncing on the balls of his feet as he pulled Ethan along after him. Ethan sighed as he followed after his friend, only pulling out his phone to text his boyfriend that he’d be later than expected. While he didn’t mind going shopping, Isaiah was a whole different beast in this department. Ethan wondered what his friend’s parents did for him to spend his card so frivolously, although he couldn’t complain when his friend bought him the nicest gifts he was ever going to get this year. Still, the price of this was accompanying the other man around until he had bought up his fill. Ethan adjusted the several shopping bags he was carrying, already knowing that the two of them had received quite a few looks as they walked around in the mall. He looked like one of those goofy sidekicks in the rom-com movies, trailing after the main character as he carried all their things.

He didn’t have much time or available hands to do much on his phone, although Ethan did manage to see the “sounds good, have fun!” text from his boyfriend before he tucked it away. Thankfully, he had completed all the daily routine tasks before going on a shopping excursion with Isaiah, so he didn’t have to worry about missing out on logging on the calendar app today.

Ethan managed to catch a glimpse of the store name, raising a brow at the name of Ezra’s Emporium. The grad student huffed to himself as he pushed past the door to follow after his friend, thinking about how expensive a self-named boutique like this must be. What he didn’t expect was the full array of half-body mannequins spread around the store. There were minimally dressed torsos, legs in lingerie, and various heads with an assortment of facial hair, jewelry, and strikingly realistic eyes. It was uncanny to a point where Ethan had to glance away, only finding his gaze back on Isaiah once more.

“What the heck, Isaiah? You didn’t say you were going to a lingerie store! Or a sex toy store, I honestly can’t tell,” he half-whispered. His friend opened his mouth in protest, only for the two of them to be interrupted by a tall, thin man approaching them. The stranger was formally dressed, adorned in a business suit and slacks, and offered a polite bow towards them.

“Ah, welcome, welcome! I’m so pleased to have some guests at my store. I’m Ezra, of course, as you can surely tell from my impeccable dress and stunning looks,” the man said with a light chuckle, as airy and light-hearted as his presence was. “So, what brings you to my store today? Are you looking for something specific, or browsing?”

Isaiah hummed as he glanced around, his brows furrowing at the strange displays as well. “I suppose just browsing? Usually when I see something I like, I’ll know it’s the right fit,” he said with a slight shrug.

Unbothered, Ezra’s smile grew even wider. “Ah, how lovely. However, our customers are quite specific when it comes to their wants and needs. Now, are we shopping for the two of you today?” Ethan held his hands up, or as best he could, given the sheer number of bags that kept them locked to his sides. “Ah, I see. Just for the gentleman here today, then. No worries, perhaps you can assist us in determining something that’s a good fit. Mark, Omar!” Ezra called out, clapping his hands.

In that moment, two rather underdressed people stepped out from the back, clad in only a tight, form-fitting pair of pants as they left their shirtless bodies on full display for Isaiah and Ethan to stare at. Both young men gawked at the rather explicit display, although Ezra seemed unbothered by the lack of dress.

“Omar, please assist this fine young man with his bags and bring him over to the seating area. Mark, please show this other guest some of our holiday wares.” The owner of the store glanced over at them with a bright smile, already moving about the space with some renewed purpose. “You’re in luck, actually. We have some holiday deals going on with our newest stock of wares. Omar will get you settled with some champagne while we show you what some of our finest ones are.”

Ethan and Isaiah were quickly shuffled about until the two were seated with flutes of champagne in their hands. Mark and Omar were busy wheeling in various assortments of heads, torsos, and legs for Isaiah to look at while Ezra explained it to them. What was most striking to Ethan was the way the mannequins would move and the way they wore the outfits. It almost seemed life-like to him, in a way where he sat there wondering if that was actual skin as he watched the mannequin reach up with its own arm to press at its chest enticingly. It’s an impressive array of robotics and electronics, Ethan thought to himself as he listened to Ezra’s next set of explanations.

“Ah, and here, of course, is from our limited line of Busty Business! Perfect for all those business meetings where you want to look your absolute best, we now have something perfect for the holiday season! It’s a great holiday gift for yourself or for someone else; it gives a whole new meaning to ‘Fat Santa,’ if you can believe it or not!” the store owner said giddily as he showed off the headless torsos. Isaiah, for the most part, seemed quite captivated with the new wares, and he glanced up at Ezra with a glimmer in his eyes. Ethan figured his friend was simply lusting over the fake chest, given how much his slim friend loved talking to him about the new hot muscle daddies that strolled into the gym the other day. But Ezra seemed expectant of this, only smiling wider at Isaiah’s excitement.

“I see we have a winner. Mark, would you mind helping Isaiah try it out? I’m sure it’d be a perfect fit for him,” he hummed as the associate led his friend away towards the changing rooms. Ethan sat there awkwardly, glancing between the store owner and Omar as he sipped from his glass. He didn’t have the heart to say that the outfits looked rather plain, amidst the more sexy and lingerie-tailored ones that the store owner had been showing them. The clothing for this line seemed like simple business attire or even off-brand Santa wear that one could purchase from a discount dollar store. Not only that, but he also doubted that the sizes on the mannequins would actually fit his much smaller friend. But Ethan knew better than to critique it in the moment, only waiting there patiently as he glanced between the two remaining men.

After a few minutes of quiet shuffling and noises of what sounded like pleasure or pure delight from Isaiah, Mark popped his head out from around the corner. “Perhaps you could discuss some possible combinations or add-ons, Ezra?” he asked gently. “It’s almost there, but I don’t think he’s in love with it yet.” The store owner smiled once more, stepping towards the changing room with that salesman-like grin.

“Ah, of course. Mark, please wait out here with Omar and ensure that our other guest has everything he needs. I will discuss with our customer and see if there’s anything else he would like from our collection.”

And so, Ethan sat there quietly for a few more moments, staring back at the two men with a rather sheepish expression as he tried not to stare too hard at their hairy chests hanging before his very eyes. Thankfully, neither of them seemed to be bothered by being ogled, but Ethan didn’t precisely want to indulge in objectifying others.

His awkwardness was saved by Ezra peeking out around the corner with a delightful glint in his eyes. “It seems our esteemed guest has requested our winter furs add-on. An agreeable choice, and one that will undoubtedly give him a more distinguished look. Omar, Mark. If you would please join us. I believe he’s something that suits his needs.

Ethan was left alone once more, having finished the rest of his glass while he waited for everyone to return. Whatever Isaiah had been looking for, his friend clearly needed the opinion of others who were more fashionable and richer than he was. Not that he minded, though; it seemed like there was more to this store than he had initially thought. He considered bringing his boyfriend here the next time he wanted to spice up the bedroom. Ethan could see himself potentially wearing some of the first few items, he supposed.

His thoughts were interrupted by the return of Ezra and his two associates, with the store owner seemingly quite pleased with himself. The tall man held out his hand as if stopping Ethan from speaking. Clearly, he had a more theatrical reveal for Isaiah in mind. The young man did as he was gestured, although his eyes darted over towards the two associates standing behind the store owner. Mark looked significantly smaller than when they had first entered the store, almost as if the other man had been sapped of every last bit of muscle. He had on a more petite, frailer frame, something that was nearly reminiscent of what Isaiah looked like. And by his side, the formerly hairy Omar was as smooth as a dolphin. In fact, the other man looked as if he had been waxed clean of all his hair, with no facial or chest hair left in sight on his burly frame. Ethan’s brows furrowed in confusion, trying to mentally explain the significant and drastic changes he witnessed in just a few minutes. “...Wha–?”

“Introducing! The new and improved, the delightfully radiant…. Isaiah!” Ezra boomed out, his voice carrying through the store with far more grandeur and weight than Ethan would have expected from the other’s thin constitution.

To say that was his friend was certainly an understatement, given how little the man who stepped forth looked like the silly, prancing young man who had entered the store not just an hour ago. Ethan’s eyes practically bugged out of his head as he stared back at Isaiah. Facially, it was his friend. Or at least, with the same facial structure and bone structure. But that was where the similarities ended. The other man was decked out in a tall, muscular physique, with muscles that seemed to bulge and flex with every movement. His heaving chest was not dissimilar to the ones Ethan and his friend had been eyeing before, as part of the Busty Business line, although it appeared to have a few extra additions. And where Isaiah had a smooth, baby-faced-like look that made many people assume he was far younger than he actually was, this man was decked head to toe in hair all over. A thick beard and moustache, fuzzy armpits, and chest hair that looked like it reeked of a heady, masculine musk. Ethan could only gape in surprise as he stared back at his supposed friend, his mind reeling from the turn of events.

“...Isaiah?”

“Surprise, I guess!” the other man said with a light laugh. Ethan flinched at the friendly, cheery voice that sounded exactly like the friend he had walked in with. “It’s me! I came in looking for a little bit of upgrades, and Ezra was more than helpful to hook me up with what I was hoping for,” Isaiah hummed as he began turning and showing off the curves of his body, offering up a sly flex of his muscles as he posed in front of Ethan.

Ezra chuckled as he clasped his hands together. “Nonsense. You came in with a vision, and I was simply here to help deliver it. I am happy that I was able to execute what you had in mind. Now, as delightful as it would be for everyone to see our wares, I shall have Omar and Mark seek out some suitable clothing for you to leave in. I believe the items you came in here with would be unsuitable for you.” And with that, the trio of workers disappeared in a frenzy, leaving Ethan to stare up at his scantily dressed friend as Isaiah walked up close to him. The grad student’s nose twitched as he ended up almost eye-level with the heavy pouch swaying in front of him. While he hadn’t seen what Isaiah had looked like underneath before his changes, he could certainly see the sheer size pressing up against those tight briefs. Even at the top of them, he could catch a glimpse of the furry, patchy treasure trail that led to that barely contained package.

“I was trying to tell you when we came in here, but I didn’t really get the chance. Ezra’s Emporium deals with body modifications. Anything that you see that you like, they can help transfer your head onto it. Of course, it’s absurdly pricey, but you get to build up your dream body however you like, as long as they have the stuff for it,” his friend explained as he gestured towards his new look. “I wasn’t really expecting to find anything that I liked, but when I saw Mark and Omar, and that line of big-chested torsos, I knew I could make something that I wanted.”

Ethan’s eyes slowly flickered with recognition as he watched Mark and Omar return with some outfits for Isaiah to try, glancing between all three of them as Isaiah dressed himself in the middle of the store. His eyes lingered on the way his friend’s now-hairy chest pressed up against the tight shirt, the heavy pecs creating a sizeable shelf for anyone to just grope and squeeze as they pleased. He glanced away as Isaiah began to grope at himself, just as Ethan was imagining.

“So… I take it you liked Mark’s torso then. And then had the add ones with the busty chest line, and Omar’s hairiness to have that… winter fur line, or whatever Ezra put it as,” Ethan said slowly as he let Isaiah finish dressing himself. His friend grinned, the slight nod and wide smile giving him all the confirmation he needed. Ethan could already feel his brain racking up a few more questions, namely about whether Mark and Omar were okay with these changes, and where Ezra even got all these possible body parts to do this sort of swapping. But from what he could tell, the two associates didn’t seem bothered in the slightest, and he didn’t want to press the store owner about any secrets of their business, in case it led to a more unsavory conversation.

Ezra returned with a tablet in hand, smiling at the two of them. “Everything set then? Anything else either of you would like for today?” Isaiah cast a quick glance over at Ethan, only chuckling as his friend offered a weak shake of the head. “We’re all set. I’ll come up from and settle payment with you then. I couldn’t be happier with your wares today.”

Watching as his friend strolled away with newfound confidence in his designer body, Ethan shakily reached out to accept the excess bags that Omar handed to him silently. At least one minor blessing he could think of was not having to carry around another set of bags for the day. But Ethan was certainly grateful this was the last of their shopping excursion. He definitely needed to register everything that had happened.

His silence was palpable even as the two of them returned to Isaiah’s car. The shopping bags were placed in the trunk of the vehicle, and Ethan climbed into the passenger’s seat while Isaiah hopped into the driver’s seat. “Is everything alright, Ethan? You’ve been quiet this whole time. I didn’t… put you off or anything with all of this, did I?” Isaiah asked gently as he glanced over at his friend with a curious expression on his face. 

“Oh, yeah. I’m fine. I’m just… learning about new things every time I go shopping with you,” Ethan said with a soft laugh. Ethan hummed as he looked over at his friend, raising a brow as he took in the other’s larger and hairier frame. “So this is what you were hoping to look like, huh? You know, most people just blame it on genetics or not working out enough. But I guess you could buy anything if you really wanted, can’t you?”

Isaiah looked over, flashing a cocky grin as he tugged at his shirt, pulling it back to reveal his hairy pec and pert nub of a nipple, no doubt an added feature from the busty line. Given how much muscle spilled out from his friend’s tank top as Isaiah tugged on the fabric, Ethan could see why Isaiah was so excited when he saw it first on display.

“Can you blame me, man? I mean, I feel like a sex god now. These heavy milkers must come with some sort of extra sensitivity feature, cause the cold air is making me all sorts of things all over. Or maybe Mark was just really sensitive here to begin with,” Isaiah grunted as he groped at his heaving tit, only smirking at the bounce between his fingertips.

Ethan rolled his eyes, a soft chuckle spilling from his lips as he shook his head in amusement. “How can you even be sure that was his body to begin with? For all we know, someone else could have strolled in and swapped with him just like you, so you’re wearing someone else instead.”

Isaiah laughed as he turned on the car’s ignition, turning his gaze back to the road as he was satisfied that Ethan wasn’t displeased with the day’s events. “Well, whoever's body it was, I’m grateful for them letting me purchase it. And hey, you know, if there’s something you want to change about yourself, I’m happy to bring you next time! First body replacement’s on me.”

As if to confirm Isaiah’s words, there was a soft ping on his friend’s phone, with a new notification lighting up the lock screen for Ethan to read:

Thank you for your purchase at Ezra’s Emporium! We hope to switch with you again soon!

There are always plenty of shirtless jacked dudes at the beach, so it’s a great place to search for new bodies. Yes, there is the gym, but the beach is always a nice change in scenery, you know? I’ve been eyeing this guy from the beach for awhile and even found his instagram. He’s got a well toned body; pecs that stick out and abs that are deep enough to create shadows- how could I not put my head atop all of that? His cockiness made me want it even more- god I needed to put him in his place. Just him as my body with me in the driver’s seat. I’m really hoping I don’t suddenly get teleported to a random body during all of this.

I almost lunged at him the moment I saw him, but with any kind of takeover, we’ve gotta do it as inconspicuously as possible so we won't have problems later, you know? I waited for him to be somewhat alone. Well, okay, I didn’t wait as much as I should have because I just ended up following him until there were only a few people instead of none. You can’t blame me though because I was already very hungry for a new body. How could I resist such a meal when the universe practically handed it to me?

When we got there, I noticed something small in the sand. It kind of looked like an eye made out of sea glass- a shape too purposeful to be created by erosion of the sea, but I didn’t think much of it. My attention quickly snapped back to the man as he began to spread out a big bright red towel. It took a few seconds, but the moment he seemed to be settling down, I began my approach. Sneakily, I inched myself closer towards him, my intentions concealed by my nonchalance. By the time I was near, it was too late for him. He turned to face me with confusion in his eyes as I kneeled down in front of him.

“Uh, can I help you, man?” he asked with a twinge of annoyance.

“Yes, yes you can.”

And without hesitation, I tightly gripped his head with my palm and poured all of my essence into him. I could feel it spreading all over his face- rewriting his identity into mine. His mouth was agape and his eyes were wide before glazing over. Ooooh yeah—you’re mine now.

“Hrrk!”

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-Gasp-

“Hahh… Hahaha.”

“Fuck that feels good.”

I immediately ran my new calloused hands throughout my tanned body, feeling up every single crevice and vein there was. Each flex bulked up my muscles and gave me incredible rushes of testosterone that were intense enough to bring about a tent in my shorts. I bit my lips and almost gave in to desire right then and there, but I had to deal with my previous body first. I looked behind me and saw the unconscious body. His head and skin tone had returned to normal, so that was good… I walked up to the body and adjusted his limbs a bit, crossing his hands over each other and bending one leg up to make it appear as if he were resting. Then I stepped back for a final look at my work, and nodded.

Satisfied, I packed up the man’s belongings and headed for his hotel room with a big dumb grin on my face, and a tightness below. I’m gonna be in that room for a while. Heh.

Bonus

Am I my Brother’s Keeper?

Jason always wondered what it would be like to be in a relationship with his older brother Mike. Mike was a hot straight business man while Jason was a hot but closeted 34 year old. He’d never even told Mike that he was gay, and he could certainly never tell him about his forbidden brotherly attraction for him.

One night Jason found himself looking at the stars in the beautiful night sky above his apartment. Upon seeing a shooting star he wished that he could be with his one true love.

Suddenly, Jason was no longer sitting on his front porch stoop looking at the sky. Instead he found himself standing in a familiar bathroom.. it was his brother Mike’s bathroom of his house.

Panic set in. Was he losing time? Perhaps his mind? How did he get here? Was it even the same night? Jason had so many questions. Including why he felt so strange. That’s when he looked down and saw two large breasts. He wobbled in his heels unstablely.

Jason quickly shuffled to the bathroom mirror, not used to balancing on heels and yet doing a half-decent job. He was shocked to find that although he still had his manly face, his body below the neck was entirely new to him. It was a woman’s body. Only it wasn’t. Because it was somehow now *his* body.

Never before had he been attracted to a female body, but the curiousness of the situation made it unexpectedly erotic. He lowered the bra he could hardly believe he was wearing and showed himself the new tits he could hardly believe he had.

“What the fuck…?” Jason said to his own unfamiliar reflection. His new nipples erected and a shiver down his spine seemed to tickle him all the way to his vagina.

“There you are sweetie,” said his favorite voice in the world. It was Mike. “Damn, are you getting started without me? That’s hot.”

Jason froze for a moment considering the implications of what his big brother just said to him, and that it wasn’t a joke. When he composed himself he replied coolly, “I’d rather get started on you.”

Squatting down, Jason began undoing Mike’s pants, thanking whatever god or demon made this all possible. Soon he would be sucking a dick he’s only dreamed of seeing.

“Thanks Jason,” said Mike to Jason’s further surprise, “You’re the best little brother a guy could ask for.”

After an hour of wild sex leading to Jason’s pussy getting cream pied in the bedroom, Mike went out to buy Jason a morning after pill. From what information Jason could gather from their now shared home, it seemed that somehow he and Mike were still brothers but also boyfriends.

Jason went out on the master bedroom balcony and looked out at the same sky on the same night, bursting with happiness. Then he got a text from his boyfriend,

Welcome to Sleepy Hollow High School. Its Friday and its Halloween.

Our history teacher decided to teach us today.A little bit about our own hometown history of the Headless Horseman. Since it was Halloween.

When Halloween comes and you're at school. Teaching that day is a little different.Then trying to make it more fun.

In history class , the teacher decided to have a little fun. Starting out , it happened over 200 years ago in this very town.

And you start telling us the story of the Headless Horseman. And how halloween night is favorite night to go out and ride looking for a head since he can't find his.

Brody Van Dorn well, He loves hearing that story.He's one of the players on our football team. Yes he says how much it is more of a myth than anything.

There's a Halloween Party in the,school's gym. everybody comes back to it and starts about eight o'clock. Brody thought he heard costumes were optional.

Unfortunately for him, he heard wrong and they wouldn't let him in says.I'm sure you can come up with something.

He didn't go home. He decided to take a walk in the woods. He a high school senior. And everyone has to wear costume , that's crazy.

With the full moon that night. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going. And how went deeper into the woods.

He's thinking to himself.

I'm one of the school's most popular jocks and they wouldn't let me in.

He also wasn't paying attention in what was going on around him. And everything was about to change for him quite quickly.

He thought somebody followed him into the woods and now is playing a joke on him until he got a good hold of him.

This guy was strong and had a good hold of him. He had trouble pulling free from his extremely strong grip. He had one hand on Brody's shoulder. The other one on his head.

During hus struggle he saw muscular body in a black suit with a pumpkin on his head.

You had a strong and good hold on.And he was felt like he was trying to rip his head off

Whoever this was, I had a really good grip on him.He could feel it , he could feel his head being ripped from his body

That's when I hit him.The legend is true and it is Halloween night. The Headless Horseman's got a hold of his head.

It was the head horseman and he did pull Brody's head from his body.

Brody's head has been removed from his body. His body falls to the ground.

The headless horseman removes the check lanternJack O Lantern head from his body and puts Brody's head in the place of it.

The hunter was over. You can never find his original head.So we always set forth to find a new one. But who is crazy enough to come this deep into the woods on halloween night.

He looks down at Brody's body and decides to take his clothes cause he would fit in better.He's been roaming these woods for so long.He knows things have changed.

The thing with Brody's head on his shoulders.He gained Brody's knowledge in memories.He's got his voice box , so he's able to speak as brody. Had his knowledge and understanding he was able to pick up the characteristics and made him Brody

The weird spirit has been able to take.Brody's head is also to take his abilities in his life. And a return to the dance. Posing as a modern day headless horsemen.

He was the Headless Horseman.

People did notice some changes in him. More structured more control. But without a shirt on , they saw his body.

Nobody's really seen Brody without it's short off even in the locker and it takes a sweet time.

His muscular physique was amazing. Even as teammates complimented him. Dude would happen how to get this body.

Remember that private football camp my dad sent me to. It was my birthday gift from him. I know none of you other guys have been there, but the place was so rigid and so tough on us.This is what happened to my body.You see me playing better and football.

Dude , you must've been holding back cause that's body is definitely got some business to put out there.

The two pieces of this body are still trying to get used to each other. The body of the horseman is trying to get used to being Brody.

Over two hundred years ago this man was a soldier and now he's a high school senior. And the head has its own brain.And it's mind working in tandem with his body. Freeing him at last from roaming those woods.

Over the next few days, a lot of people did notice.There was a difference in Brody.

As if he was somebody else.

The body was trained to be a soldier. Brody was a high school student.

The muscular physique, the proper posture, and occasionally a slip of grammar from older time.

But on the field , Brody was a powerhouse exactly what the team needed.

They all chuck it up to the discipline that he had at the camp.They said they were really rough on them. I got great results.

The same thing with Brody's head , getting along with its new body.m. The two working in tandem together. The biggest help is having brody's knowledge. Since he does have good head , he gots his brain too.

Eventually. It was like everybody got used to the new Brody. If they only knew it was just his head on someone else's body. And that body would prove the fact that the legend was real. Brody walked in to his part of the woods. And the Headless Horseman took his head.

Its an SCP-111, dragon snail, lps custom! I used a head-swap between a croc's head and snail body. I sculpted the horns and a part of the mouth as well!