#shapeshift

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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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 just love whenever it's my brother's turn to do laundry.

My brother plays football at the local sports club. And every weekend after a big tournament, they draw sticks who will wash their clothes.

So whenever it's his turn he brings home this gigantic pile of clothes, which my mum usually takes care of the next morning.

Which makes it a sleepless night for me. Why? Because I am obsessed with their clothes. They way they reek of sweat and the fact that they were worn by them just a few hours ago. I can imagine the fabric touching the bodies, moving along with them over the hard ridges of their muscles, their hairy torsos, their dicks. Ahhhhh god, I'm getting hard again. But I have to wait until everyone is asleep and I can properly enjoy it for myself.

It sounds like I got a fetish, right? Yes and no. I am obsessed with clothes of those guys, truly. But I am also a shapeshifter. So all I need is one article of clothing with their DNA (which these dirty clothes have A LOT OF).

When I put it on I shift into them. My whole body transforms from head to toe. I always love to watch the transformation going in the mirror. It's so erotic to watch my stupid scrawny body turn into a proper man.

Usually I manage to do about 4 or 5 transformations per night. I am always so drained after shifting and then the... fun stuff after.

But today I want to set my own record. I want to shifting into all of them, my brother included. Jerk off in all of their bodies and take as much photos as I can.

Whose are these? Oh Jacob, how I love Jacob's body! But Ryan's dick is definitely the best one I ever had, so veiny and sensitive. And the girth! But nothing beats Jaime's arms, those biceps and hairy pits? Brilliant.

I wish I could just combine them all into one perfect specimen!

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(doodles undercut lol)