#shape shifting

I once nearly convinced myself I was Tim drake

Just with my mind

when they leave the water they can become human, but first they must experience the agony of slowly suffocating on air their gills cannot take in.

The two of them woke up on the cold bathroom tiles, wrists and ankles tightly bound with their own belts.

Tyler and Liam, best friends, both 24, athletic, cocky, and used to being the hottest guys in any room, stared up in horror at the impossible scene in front of them. Their own bodies were standing over them, shirtless, towels slung low on their hips, smirking down with wicked, unfamiliar expressions.

The thing wearing Tyler’s muscular, tanned body laughed loudly and flexed one thick arm, making the muscle bulge.

“Look at these fucking idiots,” he said in Tyler’s voice, but with a crueler edge. “Tied up with their own belts on the bathroom floor. Pathetic.”

The doppelganger in Liam’s leaner, smoother body crouched down, still holding the tan towel around his waist, and grabbed Liam’s real face, forcing him to look up.

“You like what you see, bro?” he taunted, using Liam’s smooth voice. He ran a hand down his own stolen chest, squeezing a firm pec and tugging on a nipple. “This body feels so much better when someone who actually knows how to use it is in control.”

Tyler’s possessor stepped closer, his blue towel slipping dangerously low, revealing the thick base of Tyler’s cock.

“We’ve been waiting for this,” he grinned. “Years of watching you two strut around like you owned the world. Now we own you.”

He dropped into a squat right in front of the tied-up Tyler and slowly stroked his new cock through the towel, moaning exaggeratedly.

“Mmm… your dick is so much bigger and thicker than I expected. I’m gonna enjoy breaking it in.”

Liam’s doppelganger laughed and pressed his bare foot against the real Liam’s chest, pinning him down.

“You two get to stay right here on the floor like good little bitches while we go out and live your lives. We’re gonna fuck your girlfriends, your gym buddies, whoever we want… all using your bodies.”

Tyler’s copy leaned down, inches from his real face, and whispered,

“And every time we cum in your name… you’re going to feel it.”

The two doppelgangers stood up, laughing together as they flexed and posed in the mirror, completely comfortable and aroused in their stolen skins.

“Enjoy the view, boys,” Liam’s impostwe called over his shoulder as they headed for the door. “We’ll be back later… after we’ve had some fun with your hot new bodies.”

I WANNA SUMMON PURPLE SKIN AND HORNS AND A TAIL SO I CAN LOOK LIKE A BADASS TEIFLING WITH SO MUCH WHIMSY

Wait...

Vee doesn't haves antennae...

WHAT?!