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Secretly Living as My Bully

There’s nothing more exciting than turning into your own bully.

My name is Jimmy, and I was the school’s favorite punching bag. All because I was the scrawny, awkward nerd. The worst of them was Bryan — the tall, handsome basketball star everyone adored. On the outside, he was perfect. On the inside, he was a total asshole.

One day, he locked me in the school storage room. I banged on the door and screamed for help, but no one came. My phone had died too. After a while, I gave up, curled up in the corner, and cried, praying for a miracle.

Hours passed. It was already night. Exhausted, I fell asleep and had a strange dream. My late grandfather appeared and walked up to me. He said, “Our family bloodline carries a magical power. If you wear someone else’s clothes, you will become them — body, voice, everything. A perfect duplicate. But be careful: never let the real person see you while you’re in their form. Use this power wisely.”

Suddenly, the school janitor woke me up. I had spent the whole night locked inside. Thankfully it was a holiday, so I could head straight home.

As I walked out, still thinking about that weird dream, I spotted a familiar cap lying on the ground. It was Bryan’s, the one he wore yesterday while bullying me. A cap counts as clothing, right? Even though it sounded crazy, a spark of hope made me pick it up and take it home… just in case.

When I got home, the house was empty. My parents were already at work, perfect timing. I went to my room, held Bryan’s cap in my hands, and stared at it with anticipation. I closed my eyes and put it on.

A few seconds later, I felt a strange sensation. My body started stretching. My clothes suddenly felt tight, then painfully constricting. I quickly stripped everything off except the cap and watched in awe as my body continued transforming.

When it was over, I felt completely different, taller, stronger, heavier. “Wow… this is really happening,” I muttered, but it wasn’t my voice. It was Bryan’s heavy, deep voice.

I rushed to the big mirror and almost fainted. Staring back at me was Bryan! tall, muscular, and completely naked except for the cap on his head.

Instinctively, I ran my hands over this new body. The reflection copied every movement. “I’m Bryan now…” I whispered, still shocked to hear his voice coming from my mouth.

For some reason, the mix of nervousness and excitement made Bryan’s cock start to swell and harden. It was already big and heavy even before it got fully hard. Now it was thickening and rising, completely different from my own. Trembling, I wrapped my hand around it.

Seeing Bryan’s naked reflection, stroking his big cock, turned me on even more. I started pumping it faster while my other hand explored his broad chest. The moment my fingers brushed his nipples, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through me. Fuck, he’s so sensitive!

I got lost in the moment, moaning in Bryan’s voice, “Shit… this feels so fucking good.” I even started roleplaying as him. “Jimmy, I actually like you… nghh— I bullied you because I wanted your attention.” Hearing Bryan’s voice say those words while watching him jerk off in the mirror drove me wild. I stroked faster.

I kept going... flexing his muscles, making stupid goon faces, saying dirty things, and roleplaying as Bryan. Sweat poured down his body, filling the air with a strong, masculine musk. I buried my face in his armpit and inhaled deeply, getting drunk on the scent.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back. I came hard and thick ropes of hot cum shooting all over the mirror. I had never felt an orgasm that intense before. My legs shook as the pleasure drained every bit of energy from me.

After cleaning up the mess, I took off the cap. My body shrank back to normal. Looking at my sweaty, naked reflection in the mirror, I felt a strange sense of loss… but also excitement.

I could turn into Bryan anytime I wanted! as long as I had his clothes.

And I already had a plan...

Now here I am, playing basketball on the court near my house. I stole his jersey earlier. I can live his life whenever I want. Earlier, I even ran into his friends. I acted exactly like him, and they never suspected a thing. It felt incredibly satisfying.

Maybe one day I’ll sneak into his house, fool his family, and steal more of his clothes for my collection. I want to experience his life completely.

It doesn’t matter if he bullies me at school. Because whenever I want, I can become him... take his body, his voice, his power, and live his life behind his back.

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