#identify theft

(Hey all! This story was written for a dear friend of mine, he wanted to stay anonymous so I’ve cropped his face. But don’t let that stop you ogling his gorgeous body!🥵)

-SwapsRUs

The bathroom light buzzed when Jesse flexed for the mirror selfie, bicep popping under the fluorescent glow. His jeans hung low, Lonsdale boxer-briefs peeking over the belt, a silver watch glinting on his wrist. Carl, a 52-year-old divorcee who’d died alone in that same bathroom from a heart attack six months ago, floated into the room, watching the young man show off his body. Jesse felt it first as a twinge in his fingers, like static from the phone. Then a pull in his chest, as if his heart skipped. He dropped to one knee, gasping, the phone clattering into the sink.

“What the?…” His voice cracked.

Carl didn’t rush. He pushed, a middle-aged bulk of regret and hunger shoving against Jesse’s young will. Jesse’s body jerked, arms flailing as he fought back.

“No, get out, this is mine!”

Carl was relentless, a lifetime of unfulfilled cravings fueling the assault. Jesse’s left arm locked, flexing involuntarily; his right clawed at the air.

“Stop… fighting,” Jesse grunted through gritted teeth, but the words twisted into Carl’s gravelly timbre. His legs buckled, sending him sprawling against the tub. Visions flashed… Carl’s beer gut, his lonely nights, his envy of the young guys at the gym. Jesse pushed back hard, surging to his feet, but Carl clamped down on the nerves, forcing the body to freeze mid-step. Sweat poured down Jesse’s face as the struggle peaked, limbs twitching, chest heaving, like two drivers wrestling for the wheel. Finally, with a final, desperate shove, Carl won. Jesse’s eyes rolled back, then focused…older, sharper, ravenous.

Carl flexed Jesse’s bicep again, but this time it was different, savoring the hard peak under smooth skin.

“Goddamn, kid, you built this like a machine,” he rasped, voice thick with middle-aged lust. The young mans chest rose and fell with heavy breaths; Carl ran Jesse’s palms over it slow, tracing the defined pecs, thumbs circling the small nipples until they hardened into tight peaks. He pinched one, hard, feeling the jolt shoot straight to Jesse’s groin, a body so responsive it made Carl’s old memories feel like dust. “Haven’t felt sparks like this in thirty years,” he muttered, twisting until the flesh flushed red.

He unbuckled the belt with Jesse’s fingers, the leather creaking, and shoved the jeans down to mid-thigh. The Lonsdale briefs tented; Carl palmed the bulge, squeezing through the cotton, feeling the heat, the throb. “Look at you, all primed and ready.” He hooked a thumb under the waistband, tugged it down slow, letting Jesse’s cock spring free…thick, veined, already leaking.

Precum was beading at the tip, Carl smeared it down the shaft with Jesse’s thumb, circling the sensitive ridge until the hips bucked involuntarily. He stroked once, deliberate, then faster, building the rhythm like he was rediscovering fire.

Carl turned Jesse’s body sideways, studying the profile in the mirror: the cut of the abs, the V-line dipping into the briefs still tangled at the knees. He slid one palm up the inner thigh, feeling the muscle jump, then cupped Jesse’s balls, rolling them gently, weighing them like ripe fruit. “These are full,” he growled, voice dropping an octave. The other hand roamed the back, tracing the spine, down to the firm ass. He spread Jesse’s cheeks with both hands, exposing the tight ring to the cool air. A single finger traced the cleft, pressed, teased, feeling the clench. “Ohhh someone’s definitely not a virgin,” Carl chuckled, pushing in to the first knuckle, crooking it just right until Jesse’s body shuddered.

When he came, it was a flood, thick ropes spilling over Jesse’s fist and onto the tile. Carl watched it happen, savouring it, like a man tasting wine after decades of thirst. He wiped his hand on the towel, pulled the jeans back up, but left the belt unbuckled.

(Original story posted March 27th 2024) Minor edits and corrections

It’d been three days since I landed on the planet Earth. My people had sent me to scout out the planet and find out more information. Specifically about its dominant species, the humans. Despite not being the strongest or fastest creatures on their planet, they were by far the most intelligent. That intelligence is undoubtedly what's led them to the top of the food chain. That said, my people decided to keep a close eye on Earth after discovering it but there’s only so much we can learn from afar. That’s why I’m here.

Unfortunately my landing pod was knocked off course. I was supposed to land just outside a town populated by many humans for me to survey. Instead I landed in a mountainous area much further away. I spilled out of my pod in my purest form. Living goo.

There weren’t any humans for miles as far as I could tell. It was an unfortunate situation and I had no idea where to go in order to find some. For the time being I had no choice but to take up residence inside the bodies of any other wildlife in the area.

You see that’s how my people live. In our pure forms we seem like harmless little slimes. In reality however we consider ourselves to be one of the apexes of the universe. And that’s all thanks to how easy it is for us to seep inside the bodies of other living creatures and take them over. Turning them into our hosts as we enslave their minds. We take over and multiply until we’ve seized control of an entire planet. We’ve done it with many different species on many different worlds and recently the human race has swiftly crept up our list. But before we attempt a full invasion, we send scouts to infiltrate the dominant species covertly to try and figure out how they’d respond to an attack so we can report back and plan accordingly. That’s my job.

For about three days I’ve wandered aimlessly, jumping from animal to animal in an effort to find humans. Why did I have to land so far away? Eventually however, I spotted something. A dirt track of some kind. It didn’t seem natural so it had to be human-made. If so that meant a human would more than likely come along this path sooner or later. So I decided to wait. It seemed like a bit of a long (and boring) shot at the time but it sure as hell beat searching blindly. And what do you know?… Eventually it worked.

I was resting when I was awoken by the frustrated yelling of a human. Immediately I perked up and made my way towards the sound, leaving my current animal host in the process. I slithered through the grass beside the path to find a human attempting to repair what looked to be some kind of manual transportation device.

“Shit. This always happens when I go on long cycles…” the human grumbled as it inspected one of the wheels on its contraption. Judging by the shape of its body and the tone of its voice, I could only assume it was a male human. And an athletic one at that. It wore tight coverings on its body that did little to hide its musculature. It would seem that despite my bad luck so far, things were finally starting to look up as the first human I’d found was quite the specimen.

I slithered around a little more as stealthily as possible until I was finally able to get a peek at the human’s face. It was wearing what looked to be headgear of some kind as well as eye protection but I could still see that it had facial hair. From the intel I was given, that was another trait usually linked to male humans. More or less confirming my assumption. Good. From what I know, in the human species anyway, the males tend to be the bigger and stronger ones making them the more ideal hosts.

That said, there was only one thing left for me to do.

Humans have many orifices that make for easy entry. Entering through this human mouth or ears would make for a quick takeover due to how close the brain would be but I wasn’t so sure I’d be able to get up there so easily. With that in mind, it seemed like the best strategy would be to enter through one of its lower orifices. And so I carefully slithered out from the grass while the human was looking in the other direction. I looked up at it from behind, seeing its glutes squeezed tight into the uniform it was wearing. And between those glutes was an anus. That’s where I planned to enter.

I had to admit it looked strangely inviting. I knew that some humans could have rather bulbous posteriors but seeing one in person was like admiring art. Two round muscular glutes that seemed as though they could be hard as steel while also being soft and supple at same time. Almost as if they were two large bubbly gates guarding my entrance to that body. I was…

“What the hell is that thing?!” The human exclaimed, having noticed me creeping up behind.

My train of thought was broken as my instincts took over and my body went into autopilot. I couldn’t give this human a chance to think or escape. I needed to complete my mission. So without wasting another second I used all my strength to leap up and grab onto its thigh with my gooey form before slithering towards its backside at full speed.

“W-w-whoa what that fuck!! Get off!” The human shouted at me but I was too fast and slimy for it to grab. Within seconds I’d already reached its mountainous cheeks and quickly began seeping my gelatinous body through the tight fabric that covered them. The male tried its best to stop me but its efforts were in vain as it struggled to grip onto my form in a panic. Before long I’d seeped all the way through and had begun pressing my way between its thick glutes before finally reaching its anus.

The human continued to panic but there was nothing it could do in time to stop me from penetrating its anus. As soon as I did, its entire body seized up as it let out a deep yelp in shock. I could tell by the reaction alone that this creature hadn’t before experienced any type of anal penetration as its hole tightened aggressively in response to my invasion. Not that it would stop me. It was a tight squeeze for sure but nothing my gooey form couldn’t handle.

“No! No no no! Stop! Get out!” The creature yelled as it tried reaching back and digging its hand beneath its clothing in a desperate effort to stop me. But it was already too late. With one final slurp, the last of my tiny goop body slipped inside its tight hole. This human was mine.

Shortly after making my way inside, I must’ve accidentally pressed against some kind of pleasure centre in this human’s body. I wasn’t completely familiar with the inner anatomy of humans but almost immediately after entering its anus, the human seemed to let out a long guttural moan of pleasure that caused it to fall to its knees. I wasn’t sure exactly what I did but at least I was able to give this creature somewhat of a consultation before it became my newest host.

I continued my journey through the innards of this human’s body, causing it to grunt with discomfort as it fell onto all fours. Thankfully it wasn’t too difficult to manoeuvre my way up through its body. I can’t imagine it felt too pleasant for the human but since I was forced into an anal invasion, there wasn’t much I could do to help that. Fortunately it wasn’t long before I was sliding my way up its neck before slithering through any pathway I could find until I finally reached this human’s brain.

It was a beautiful sight to behold. I’d seen plenty of brains in my lifetime but the human brain was particularly gorgeous. Just looking at it I could tell it was very complex compared to most living organisms. But that only made it seem so much juicer to a parasitic creature like me.

Not wishing to waste anymore time than I already had, I latched onto the human’s brain and began spreading my form across it. Coating it in a layer of my own gooey form. In doing so the human swiftly began to lose control of itself. Its face likely going slack as its eyes roll back. And once I’d completely covered its brain, I seeped myself inside it. Allowing my form to be absorbed into the complex muscle where I would assume full control over this new host body. Instantly the mind of this human began opening up to me. All of its thoughts, feelings and memories became visible. Everything about who and what this human was became accessible to me in an instant. And moments later, my eyes opened. My brand new human eyes.

I panted heavily as I felt the after effects of my slimy form having moved through this body moments ago but that wasn’t anything unusual. I felt my new hands pressing against the stoney path below as they held my body upright. I felt a windy breeze gently blowing against my new human face. I even felt a pulsing soreness coming from my asshole after that little invasion. Huh. Asshole? Is that what humans typically call an anus.

As I struggled onto my feet, legs wobbling a little as I stood, I couldn’t help noticing how the world around me seemed much dimmer than I imagined it would through a human’s eyes. That is until I remembered I was wearing sunglasses. That’s what they were called apparently. Made to protect human eyes against the brightness of this galaxy’s star which humans have dubbed ‘The Sun’.

After a few seconds of stabilising myself and quickly adjusting to my new centre of gravity, I was standing tall with the body of my new male human host. No… not just a male human. A man. That’s what the humans would say. A male human is simply a man. See this is why I adore getting the chance to take over creatures with more intelligent and complex brains. Their brains are so much more fun to poke through and become one with. And I can tell I’m only just chipping the surface.

Having taken hundreds upon hundreds of different host bodies from multiple different worlds in the past, it didn’t take long for me to figure out how to pilot this body as if I were born with it. Soon I stretched my new arms before running my human hands along this torso. Feeling every curve and crevice of this new host in an effort to familiarise myself with this new form. Touching and groping at every little part of myself with intrigue.

As I continued to roam this body, I began sifting through some surface level memories to learn some of the basics about my new host. It had a name. Ray Kellerman and it was 31 years old… no. He was 31 years old. He’s lived most of his life in a town not far from here where he currently stayed with his female partner whom he mated with many times in order to have three offspring. As expected. Nearly every living creature has an innate primal desire to breed and procreate as a means to carry on their species. However, from what I can tell, humans also have other more complicated reasons to desire this. Such as a way to show their love and affection for one another by creating an offspring which is a product of such. Truly fascinating. I’m only just scraping the surface of this man’s mind and I can already tell I’ll have lots to report back with by the end of this mission.

Though as my mind lingered on the thought of breeding, one of my hands couldn’t help absentmindedly rubbing the growing bulge where my new genitals lay. My penis as it were. Or, more crudely, my cock. I could feel it starting to grow as it pumped full of blood. It then began apparent that humans were of the variety that could change the size of their genitals to fit a situation. How interesting. Though I had to admit it was becoming rather uncomfortable as my new cock strained against the fabric of my cycling tights. So much so that I just couldn’t help myself.

Soon enough I stood in the middle of an old cycle path with my rock hard human cock out for the world to see. I bit my lip gently as I ran my hand up and down the sensitive shaft experimentally. I had to admit, I was glad humans had the kinds of bodies that made masturbatory activities so easy. All I had to do was reach down and rub. And from what I could tell this cock was pretty sizable by human standards. Quite thick and about 7 and a half inches in length. According to Ray’s knowledge it wasn’t something to scoff at.

Regardless it felt amazing to pump it. And as I did, images began filling my head that felt natural to this body in a state of arousal. Thoughts about female humans. Women. The thought of their naked bodies and being able to touch them. Imagining being able to reach out and grope a large pair of breasts before sucking on the large pert nipples that accompanied them. Thinking of all the attractive women Ray had seen throughout his life including his partner. And before long I was jerking off hard at the thought of slotting my fat cock inside a wet pussy and filling it up with so much of my seed that soon enough I’d have another kid on the way. It seemed that even his subconscious thoughts were bleeding into my own during this lustful haze I’d found myself in.

Everything about being a human felt so amazing and overwhelming at the same time. So much so that it’d only taken minutes of being in control for me to be driven to lust. I could already feel my dick growing more and more sensitive as these human balls got ready to blow. At the same time however it just seemed so amusing to me that creatures like humans could be so intelligent yet can so easily be controlled by their sexual desires at the same time. That’ll be something interesting to note when I report back as well.

The visuals of attractive women flashing through my mind was starting to drive me wild. My new human male brain was loving it. So much so that my grip on my cock tightened as my pace began to increase. Fat balls bouncing with every stroke as I continued to daydream about using my new body to breed. However, as my brain seemed to be occupied with thoughts and desires of fucking women, suddenly I found my free hand wandering towards my backside. Without even thinking I started to grope my new human ass. Squeezing it with glee as I then found myself thinking back to how bubbly and enchanting it looked just before I took over this body. And as I did my fantasies began to take a small turn.

Before all I could imagine were hot women I wanted to fuck. Now however I suddenly began to notice a few hunky men appearing alongside them. And manly men at that. Ones with thick muscular bodies, hairy chests and sexy beards. Pretty much the complete opposite of the women I’d been imagining and yet this body craved them just as much. The thought of bending over another man that appeared to be bigger and more masculine than Ray and ramming this cock inside his asshole seemed intoxicating. Hearing him moan out in a deep gravelly voice as I stretch him out and make him beg for my load. Just the mere thought made me want to-

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk…” I groaned for the first time as my cock spurted a fat load all over the bike path. Cock bucking excitedly as it released every last drop. Wow. The human orgasm felt pretty damn good. Not to mention it would seem it would seem I stumbled across a part of Ray’s sexuality he’d been trying to suppress.

Don’t misunderstand, it’s clear to me as a being that jumps from host to host that sexuality is almost always a spectrum. Though naturally it’s more common for a creature to feel a much stronger attraction to those of its species which it can reproduce with. However equally there are plenty that experience attraction to those of their species of which they can’t reproduce with. For example a human male being attracted to another human male. Though in Ray’s case, it would seem he experiences an almost equal amount of attraction for both men and women. Though for one reason or another he grew up suppressing the side of himself that was attracted to men…

I took a deep breath before pulling my cycling tights back up and over my cock again as it slowly shrunk back to its flaccid size. Afterwards I couldn’t help letting a smile form across my face. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a body this much in such a short time. With all these complex feelings and emotions swirling around in this human brain, I couldn’t wait to pick at it some more and see what else I could find out. My mind was already picking up on a lot of things subconsciously. That only made it obvious that I was starting to think more like a human as my gooey form melded with this man’s brain..

With that I knew the next step was to try and integrate myself into human society. I had to try to get a first hand experience of what it was like to live amongst their kind. Before I could do that though, I needed to return to Ray’s home. My gaze turned to the bike laying on the side of the path. My new host brain was telling me it had a puncture in the back tire but thankfully I had a patch kit for it. I have to admit it took awhile for me to figure out how to fix it. Having the knowledge is one thing but actually putting it in practice is another. In the end however I did a good enough job to get me home.

Once there I was greeted by an empty house. According to my memories, my wife was still at work and the children were at school so I had the house to myself for a few hours. Perfect. This would give me an ideal opportunity to familiarise myself with my new life. Perhaps do some meditation to tap even deeper into my host’s brain as well. Dig up as much information as I can.

Though in the meantime, as I slid off my tight cycling uniform, I couldn’t help thinking back on those repressed feelings of bisexuality this body had. It was highly intriguing to me that humans lived in a society where some felt the need to bury something like that. Why repress something so natural? I suppose it was something I’d find answers to the more I dug into this brain. That said, I can't shake the desire to explore these feelings a little. Though something is telling me it would be taboo to be intimate with another human while I have a wife… Oh well. I’m sure I could find a way to be stealthy about it. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her right? I’ll just have to make sure I don’t get too distracted by fucking big burly men to complete my mission…

Eric groaned as he pulled into the small, grimy auto shop on the outskirts of town. His car had been making an awful grinding noise for days, and now it had finally given up. The sign above the shop read "Teddy’s Auto Repairs" in faded red letters, and the whole place smelled of motor oil, sweat, and old rubber.

Inside, a burly, bearded mechanic in grease-streaked overalls greeted him with a lazy wave. "What can I do for ya?" the man asked in a deep, gravelly voice.

“My car’s dead,” Eric muttered. “I just need it fixed as fast as possible.”

“Sure thing. Give me an hour or two.” The mechanic, whose name tag read Teddy, chuckled. “Might as well hang out. You look like you’ve never stepped foot in a place like this before.”

Eric rolled his eyes but stayed. The shop was cluttered with tools, rags, and parts, and the air felt thick. To pass the time, Eric wandered over to a rack of spare overalls and jackets hanging in the corner. On impulse, he grabbed a worn, oversized jumpsuit—it smelled of sweat and grease but had a strange warmth to it, almost like it was alive.

For some reason, Eric felt compelled to try it on. “Might as well look the part,” he joked to himself. Slipping into the jumpsuit, he immediately felt the rough fabric hug his body. It was a snug fit at first, but as he zipped it up, it started to stretch and shift around him.

A sudden heat flushed through Eric’s body. He stumbled, grabbing onto a nearby counter as a strange sensation coursed through him. His lean frame began to fill out, his muscles softening and thickening with layers of fat. His stomach pushed against the jumpsuit, forming a round belly that strained the zipper. His chest grew heavier, and his arms thickened, their once-smooth skin becoming rough and hairy.

“What the hell is happening to me?” Eric gasped, his voice deepening. He looked down at his hands, now calloused and smeared with grease as if he’d been working in the shop for years.

His face tingled as stubble sprouted into a full, grizzled beard. His jawline softened, his cheeks filling out with a rugged, weathered look. Even his hair changed, shortening and receding slightly beneath an old trucker cap that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Eric’s thoughts began to cloud. The polished, white-collar world he knew faded as memories of tuning engines, changing oil, and sharing beers with the boys in the shop took its place. The pride he once had in his spotless clothes and clean hands vanished, replaced by a strange satisfaction in being sweaty, dirty, and strong.

By the time the transformation stopped, Eric—or rather, Teddy—stood there, scratching his beard and looking around like nothing was out of the ordinary. He didn’t even notice his reflection in the grease-streaked mirror, where a bulky, burly mechanic stared back at him.

The original Teddy came out of the back room, wiping his hands on a rag. “Lookin’ good,” he said with a smirk, giving the new Teddy a slap on the back.

Eric opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a low chuckle. “Guess I’m ready to get to work,” he said, his voice rough and gravelly.

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