Evan's TF corner

3 days.

That’s how long I needed to last to complete the switch.

I already knew who I wanted to become. The latest pick for the football team was the perfect choice for me. I had all my materials ready for the ritual too. Four bee wax candles, some white chalk, some incense, a couple drops of my blood, and finally, some hair from my target.

I had performed the ritual late at night. I set everything up the way I was supposed to, beginning with the star I had to draw. Drawing with chalk was easy enough, it was the blood that made it tricky. I pricked my finger and ran a few drops around the outline of the circle. Just enough for the spell to take effect. The candles and incense were lit and set up all around the star, with the hair burning inside the candles. Finally, I had to lay down in the middle of the star and wait.

I don’t remember how long I laid there. I think I fell asleep while waiting. But the ritual worked. It was a spell that basically compressed my entire person into a compact mass. In other words, I reverted back to being just a soul. The hair served its purpose too, I had spawned right into my target’s dorm room while he was fast asleep.

I floated over to him. He was snoring with his mouth wide open. That made the next part much easier. I squeezed myself into his mouth and down his throat. I was struggled trying to push myself down inside him. He was squirming, and trying to cough me back out. But I was determined. I wanted my new body and nothing was gonna stop me.

With all my energy, I pushed myself down his throat as far as I could. He was fighting back hard, but it was already too late for him. I managed to slip all the way inside him with one final push.

I immediately took control of his body as soon as my soul was all the way in. I started gagging too, probably from the aftermath of him trying to cough me up. I couldn’t stop coughing and hacking, I had to run out of the dorm room and into the communal bathroom. I ran straight into an empty stall and knelt in front of the toilet. I kept gagging, I felt like I was gonna throw up. I felt something icy cold near the bottom of my throat. I tried coughing it up, and with enough effort, I was able to cough it out. I felt a cold, slimy ball move its way up and out of my mouth. I finally stopped gagging as soon as it was out of me. Whatever it was, it was floating. It looked like a ball of blue fog as it floated around in front of me.

Then, realizing what it must’ve been, I grabbed it, threw it down the toilet, and flushed. No way was I gonna let this body’s old soul take back control.

Feeling triumphant, I stepped out of the bathroom stall and admired my new body.

The body possession ritual was successful! But just because I was already inside my new body doesn’t mean my work was done.

72 hours. That’s how long it takes for a soul without a human vessel to disappear. It was also how long it will take for my soul to completely settle into its new body. I had to remain vigilant to make sure I kept my new body.

***

Day 1

The witch I had gotten the ritual from didn’t tell me this, but you’re a very big target during the waiting period. It’s not just the body’s old soul that wants back in, but rather a whole lot of body-less souls trying to takeover a fresh body before they expire.

I learned that while I was out for ice cream with my new bros. I’m just enjoying a vanilla scoop when suddenly I notice a green misty ball floating towards me.

I couldn’t stop looking at it. It was getting closer and closer, and I got the feeling it was gonna make an attempt at stealing the body I already stole.

“You good bro?” One of my bros asked.

“Yeah… Yeah, let’s just get out of here,” I answered. Luckily, I was able to get out of there before that green soul could get any closer to me.

The rest of the day I was on guard, making sure no stray souls tried taking my new body. It was tiring having to be on guard all the time, but I only needed to last another two days.

***

Day 2

I made it past the first day without too much trouble. Only another 48 hours before the switch was completed.

Out of fear of wandering into a swarm of souls, I stayed close to the dorm halls at the college. I figured if I stayed put and didn’t go out in public, I would be less at risk at getting kicked out of my new body.

The morning had gone by, but I was getting bored. Being inside a tiny dorm is no fun when I’ve got a brand new body to go explore the city with.

Against my better judgement, I decided to walk around outside for a bit. I tried not to stray too far away from the dorms, but my football bros were at the student parking lot doing a photoshoot. They saw me and invited me over. I figured a few pics in my smoking hot new body wouldn’t hurt.

I was wrong. I was so wrong.

I got too distracted by the camera that a red soul nearly entered me. I managed to dodge it at the last second, but it was still way too close for my comfort. I grabbed my shirt and ran back to the dorms. I could hear my bros calling after me as I ran but I didn’t care. It became clear to me that protecting my new body came first, everything else could wait until after the switch was complete. Only one more day, then I’m home free.

***

Day 3

It was the last day. Once the clock struck midnight, this body’s old soul would disappear and my soul would be completely settled into its new college jock body. I would be safe from the threat of another soul kicking me out of my new body too. Just one more day to go.

I had spent all day yesterday inside my dorm room. God it was so boring, but I had to suck it up. It was the safest place I could think of. Not a single wandering soul made an attempt at me while I lazed around in there. And this third day would be no different.

I spent another full day indoors, waiting for the last 24 hours to pass. I only considered going outside once it was nighttime, but even then I didn’t take any chances. It was well after 11 PM when one of the bros hit me up to go out for a spin around the city. It was Saturday night. I carefully weighed out of my options in my head, and decided I could probably survive one hour while outside.

I left the dorms, ever so diligent with scanning my surroundings, and met up with my bros. We went to an empty avenue downtown where there were car races going down. There was a crowd of people there, which helped me feel more safe. I figured a soul would have a hard time picking me out from the crowd.

I had a blast at the drag races. I honestly forgot about the watch out from all the excitement. In between races, I excused myself to go take a leak. I went far out to some bushes in the dark. As I walked over there, I took out my phone to look at the time. 11:57 PM. I was basically in the clear now.

Feeling confident, I put away my phone and strode to the bushes. I then whipped out my new dick and peed in the bushes. No matter how many times I looked at my new cock, I just couldn’t help but admire at the new girth I had. I couldn’t wait to use it, maybe even tonight.

In my brief moment of vulnerability, a blue ball of mist appeared out of nowhere right in front of me. He was back, and he was pissed.

The blue soul swung itself right at me. I was able to dodge it in time by a near fraction of a second. It landed onto the ground, and as I took a second to put away my dick, it got back up and took another swing at me.

This time, I wasn’t able to dodge it. It got into my mouth and tried wiggling its way down my throat. The freezing touch of the soul in my mouth caught me off guard, but I quickly started fighting back once I felt it squirming down my throat. It literally felt like some sentient ball of slime was trying to get inside me before I could stop it. It was awful, I honestly felt kinda bad I had put the original owner through this when I first took over.

I felt the ball starting to crawl down my throat, chilling every cell in my body as it did so. I was losing, but I wasn’t gonna give up without a fight. I made a fist, and punched myself right in the gut as hard as I could. The impact was enough to get me to cough out the soul. I was gagging from the slimy taste. The blue soul looked like it was struggling to stay afloat. The fog making up the ball was starting to clear up too.

Then, the alarm I had set for midnight on my phone went off. I smirked as it rang in my pocket. 72 hours were officially up.

“Sucks to suck bitch! I’ve got your body now and not a fucking thing you can do about it!!”

I flipped off the blue soul as it disappeared, never to be seen again. Finally, the body takeover ritual was complete.

Meet Ryan for example. Before, he had been a fairly short guy with little self-esteem and an even littler “self-esteem”. But after using JockSun sunscreen, his life has completely changed. The old Ryan would’ve never taken his shirt off in public, but the new Ryan now displays his stunning body at every opportunity. Sure, Ryan is no longer intellectually advanced, but the size of his pouch sure is. So what are you waiting for? Order yourself a bottle of JockSun sunscreen today!

Pretty privilege. It was the saying Issac lived by and used to navigate his daily life. He was convinced that he deserved anything he wanted because in his eyes he was the hottest man to walk the planet and it was only fitting such a sight like himself were treated to the best. That mentality didn’t disappear no matter where he went.

The evening sun was slowly setting as Issac made his way back from the local theater he’d been volunteering at. He’d been given a main role in the city’s summer play and knew it was the perfect opportunity for him to show off his beauty. Though the hours were long and tiring he knew showing off his looks were worth the effort he’d “painstakingly” put in. Around 6:45 he’d started leaving when he’d realized just how hungry he’d become after spending the day practicing. He reached into his bag to see if he’d packed any quick snacks but was unable to find anything of use, not even a wallet.

He decided he’d just rush home but without a wallet to pay for a train ticket he knew he’d be walking for at least the next hour. He started his trek down the street but after only 20 or so minutes he’d grown too famished to continue. He turned to the next street and walked into a small corner store. He quickly headed to the back away from the counter in hopes of being able to grab a quick snack without being caught. He reached onto the shelf and grabbed himself a protein bar quietly unwrapping it after confirming there were no cameras nearby.

Just as he took a bite he heard a door handle rustle as a large man stepped out of the office. He’d immediately made eye contact with Issac noting the snack he was currently consuming

“Did you pay for that boy”

“Yes! Obviously I’d payed for it sir”

“Your trembling, are you lying to me boy”

“No sir I’m not lying”

“So if I go back in the office and check the camera I’ll find you at the front register paying before eating?”

“Ughhh fine. No I didn’t pay and why should someone like me have to pay? Do you see what I look like. It’s not easy to look like this when I’m hungry and haven’t ate. So what I stole a 2$ protein bar you probably make that in 5 minutes. So let’s just let me go. It’s my human right to eat especially”

“Is that so? You think you’re better than everyone just cause of you you look. Let’s see how you feel about that in a second”

The man walked back in the office swiftly returning with a blue powder which he immediately blew over Issac knocking him unconscious.

Upon waking up Issac immediately noticed a fowl smell emanating nearby. He’d went to lift himself off the floor and was immediately met by extra pressure. He looked down to see he was now barely clothed with only his underwear remaining. Weighing minimum an extra 150 pounds Issac immediacy started to freak out. Suddenly he heard a noise in front of him. The man from earlier swiveled his chair to face Issac.

“I see your finally awake and realizing you now look much more handsome if I do say so myself. You see when you made your comments earlier I couldn’t help but think about how egotistical you were so I thought I’d teach you a lesson. You see your new body is that of my son Rodger. He’s a great kid who I sadly fucked over with my genes and couldn’t help him live the life he wanted. So when you made your comments earlier I decided it was time to enact a plan I had thought of long ago”

Issac tried to scream at the man but was met with pure silence

“Ahh you must be confused why you can’t make a sound. Let me explain boy. You see I decided that your body was hot even if not for my personal taste and I decided I’d finally give Rodger the life he deserved. So when I blew the powder in your face I called Rodger over and finally tried a spell I learned. It worked and I’d successfully swapped your bodies. But with that I also was able to make it so you’d never be able to mention the swap to anyone. Anytime you try and speak about the swap you’ll find pure silence is the only thing you can make. Writing will not help you either as you’ll find yourself unable to control your hands”

Issac looked around trying to find anything that could help him escape this new body. He screamed at the man in frustration at his new ugly body not being up to his standards and how his life was now ruined.

The man shrugged off everything Issac had said.

“If you want to live in this world and pay back for your misfortunes you’ll have to work for it. I can only assume that protein bar is the least bit of “pretty privilege” you’ve used. If you want to return to normal you’re going to work for it. You’re taking Rodger’s job as my overnight custodian and will be working a 9pm-5am every night tidying up my store. If you do good maybe I’ll give you a different body. But fuck up and I’ll make that your permanent residence.”

Do I feel guilty? Yeah, a bit.

When the statue at the museum swapped me into this body, all I thought of at first was how amazing I felt. Then I wanted to keep this body, so I snuck back to the museum and smashed the statue.

I hope he enjoys being me, because now there is no way back!

I had the perfect boy toy to my taller, athletic frame. Somehow, when the Shift happened, I found myself in this..... body?? Instead.

I awoke that morning feeling very strange, only to discover that I couldn't really move on my own. That's when I saw my former body walk into the room to "claim" me.

He gave me orders and I obeyed. I realized I felt things differently now, and soon realized I was in the body of a very advanced sex robot that had to do as it was commanded by its owner. I had gone from being an alpha in his prime to a lower life form!

I tried to call out for help but I was quickly quieted by my handlers and former body. There is nothing I can do except accept my new fate.

My new life consists of being butler and cook to my former relationship, unable to do anything to get back to life i used to have. The couple also loves putting me in these jock straps and playing with me. They always get off but I just can't, not being human and all. But I can't resist their commands.

POV - Sam

For a while now, I have been following the social media accounts of this super attractive farm hand, Liam.  It started with a few likes on his Instagram but quickly became my daily obsession.

I soon realized that I wasn’t necessarily jealous of the attention he received online, I was more so jealous of the way he was so casually handsome, and seemed to have a fairly simple, easy life out in the country.  On the other hand, I worked from dawn until dusk in an office every day.  I thought it would be nice to take a break from my life.

After an exhaustive search online, I found a solution.  Someone was willing to sell their “Authentic Body Swap Helmets”.  I got instantly hard as I input my credit card information.  Now all I had to do was somehow get him in the same room with me, and ask him to try on one of the helmets.

I slowly crept into his DMs, being as flirty as possible.  I was careful with the photos of myself I sent to him, I didn’t want him to know that I was basically average.  I knew I didn’t stand out in a crowd.

But it worked!  We got to chatting and he seemed genuinely interested in meeting me, even asking me out to his farm.

A dark thought went through my mind, but I pushed it down.  For now, at least.

Liam was even more beautiful in person.  I could barely contain my excitement as I asked him, “Hey, have you ever wanted a break from the farm life?”

“Of course,” he replied.  “I just don’t see how that would happen.”

We went into the barn.  A few random animals milled about aimlessly.  “What if I had a solution?” I asked and set my backpack down, pulling out the helmets and the small device that connected them.  “You can experience city life, and I can be a farmhand, working here and maintaining your social media accounts.”

He looked skeptical. 

“What do you have to lose?” I asked, taking a water bottle out of my bag and taking a deep drink.  “We swap bodies, live each other’s lives for few days, then swap back.  This device can do that for us.”

“Sure man, why not?” he said in a Southern drawl.  I couldn’t wait to hear that voice coming out of my mouth.

I took another deep drink of water while Liam pulled a couple chairs to the center of the barn.  He looked confused as I strapped the helmet on him, but just laughed it off.  He was nervous, and excited.  I could see his pants tenting, and felt my much smaller member jumping to attention.

The other helmet went on my head, and I activated the machine.

ZAP

One second I was in one chair, the next I wasn’t.  I turned my head and saw my old body looking around.  I couldn’t stop my hands from running up my new abs, touching my new face, running through my new hair.  I had it all.  I was Liam.

“Yes!” I shouted, jumping up and tearing the helmet from my head.  “Fuck, I am so hard right now!”

“Why do I feel… weird?” Liam said from my body.  He was fumbling with the straps of the helmet, his fingers not quite being able to gain purchase on the clasps.  “What did you do…?”

I held up the water bottle I had nearly drained.  “Sorry man, I couldn’t help myself.  I may have put a heavy sedative in the water I was drinking.  Well, the water YOU were drinking.  I want your life, but I knew there would be some problems if you were running mine.  And you’d want this back at some point, right?  So I have some plans for you, but for now, why don’t you just get some rest?”

The look of betrayal on my old face was intoxicating to me.  His eyes started to close without his consent, and I added, “Don’t worry Sam, I will keep you close.”

He passed out.  I had hours to finish my plan with him.  For now, I needed to explore this body and maybe post a photo or two.  And his musk is overpowering from being in the fields all morning.  Let’s take a shower and upload a selfie! I am going to love this new life!

ADAM AND SAM

Adam stood there, staring at his son's reflection. He'd gone to bed with his wife, listening to her bitch about Christmas and all the things he had left to do. But, when he woke up Christmas morning he wasn't in his body anymore. He was in his son's.    

It was like looking at himself twenty-five years ago. He'd always been an amazing father and husband, but he was tired of his life and wished for a second chance. If he could do it all over again, he'd make different choices. He'd live life to the fullest, take more chances and have A LOT more fun. Maybe that's what this was . . . a second chance. He was young and handsome again and couldn't help but smile at his son's reflection. He would've felt bad if his son wasn't such a spoiled asshole.      

He snapped a pic with his phone. He'd heard the kids talking about Tinder, and it was time he checked it out. Maybe he'd check Grinder out while he was at it. After all, he was going to take more chances this time around. May as well be open to a little cock every now and then.

Sam stood in the bathroom, staring at his dad's reflection. He was stunned and couldn't believe this was really happening. HOW could this be happening? One minute he was in his bed and the next he was standing in his dad's bathroom with a giant fucking boner. He couldn't believe his dad was shaved clean and GOD he was so old. FUCK. This was probably his dad's fault. He was such a prick.     

"Honey, what going on? Did that little blue pill work its magic?" He heard his mom's voice from the bedroom. Little blue pill? SHIT. Viagra. He was in the middle of a goddamn Viagra hard on. "Honey?"     

He wanted to tell her to go fuck herself, but when he opened his mouth . . . "I'm at full mast in here, and I'm going to tear into that ass" came out. He heard the words leave his mouth and realized he HAD to act like his dad, do what his dad would do. Then it hit him . . . he was going to have to fuck his mother. Oh GOD!!! No!!!     

He suddenly found it hard to breathe and his mom showed up in the doorway of the bathroom. Her eyes grew wide when she saw his cock hard and ready.

"Oh my god. I haven't seen that guy in a long time." She moved closer, rapped her hand around his cock and knelt down, kissing the tip and running her tongue along his shaft.      

He wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth . . . "I want to face fuck you so hard" came out.      

Without a word, she took him in completely and his hands were on the back of her head as he fucked the shit out of his mom's mouth. It was amazing and horrifying all at the same time as he came and his mom swallowed every ounce. Licking her lips, she stood up and he reached for her tits and toyed with her nipples.      

"How long you think that thing's good for?" She nodded down at his dick, sliding it gently between her legs.

“This can’t be real, right?” I look down at my torso “That spell shouldn’t have worked!” As I put my hands on the back of my head, a strong musk invaded my nostrils, tempting my nose towards my hairy armpits “Argh, He *definitely* didn’t shower last night!”

I close my eyes again, trying to make it just a bad dream. “Fuck, is real!!” I shout, realizing my voice sounds exactly like his. The very same voice that made my dick jump with excitement before. It was mine! “I’m inside Matt’s brother’s hot jock body!!!!” I stand up fast with excitement but find myself needing to sit down again rather fast, A wave of dizziness hitting me due to my mind trying to adjust to my new height and size.

Matt is a nerdy guy just like me, so we got along pretty quickly. It wasn’t long before he realized I has a crush on his older jock of a brother, but I suppose it would’ve been easy for him to tell as surprisingly enough he had a crush on him too. Since then every day we would get together to chat about video games, comics and tv shows, but out favorite topic was always thirsting over his brother Tom.

We’d frequently chat about how we’d love to worship his massive muscles after a hard workout at the gym. Getting to lick the delicious sweat off his body as he groaned in the deep voice he’d developed over the years. On more occasions than I would like to admit, this would lead us to rooting through Tom’s dirty laundry while he wasn’t here and stealing his sweaty underwear. Laughing dumbly as we pressed the smelly clothes against our faces until they were wet with sweat. I swear to god, it was the most pungent but hot scent you will ever smell it turned us on beyond belief.

Recently he’d been staying home more often which gave me to perfect opportunity to steal a pair of his briefs to take home for myself. As I was walking home, I stumbled across a weird shop and with an even weirder seller. The man offered me this ‘spell of possession’ but I didn’t think it would be real at the time… well, now I can see it was far more real than my love life to say the least!

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A story I wrote a long time ago, never got to posted it but here it is.

It was edited for the amazing @mrwavellswaps

When my grandson offered to swap bodies with me I jumped at the chance. I didn’t even question why he would want to become a 72 year old man.

Turns out he had joined the army and was having second thoughts and wanted to back out but his father had talked him out of it, insisting that it would all work out for him.

I can’t say I was happy to be a solider again, I was drafted during the Vietnam War, but the body completely made up for that. I haven’t felt this good in years, I’m so full of energy! I swear orgasms never felt like this when I was young.

I never really got a chance to experiment in my youth. I was shipped of to ‘Nam and then was married within a year of getting back. Back then being gay was frowned upon, but now it’s accepted and I’ve been using this opportunity to experiment with a few of the other soldiers.

I’m enjoying myself so much I might not even swap back when I complete my service. I’m sure my grandson will have something to say about it but I don’t really care.

—-

Deeper and deeper bro.

Nah, you can’t hypnotize me bro. That shits just fake.

Deeper and deeper dummy.

lol, u cant hypnotize me brah haha

Deeper and deeper jockbro

lol…put down that fuckin watch brah, we gotta go lift

Deeper and deeper slut

Learning to Love the Change

“I fucking hate this” Lou muttered under his breath

Ronny just focused the camera on Lou’s swollen pec shelf as he worked the machine. Ronny smirking and shaking his head.

“Nothing we can do about it” Ronny replied “You’re hot property”

Ronny continued to film Lou’s heaving flexing pecs. Lou was a fitness model, a huge, hulking fitness model and Ronny the blond all American boy was his manager. They were both barely 25 and already making tonnes of money selling pictures and videos of Lou just being the Asian beast he was. Though he hadn’t been a beast a week ago, Lou had created this entire reality, and he hated it a little bit.

Ronny had been Lou’s roommates, they had been just friends, but now they worked closely together and Ronny even expected Lou to dump a couple thick loads of Asian bull cum deep down Ronny’s throat every day. The guy had even been straight before Lou changed everything.

It had just happened one day, Lou was in Chinatown looking at some antiques. He and Ronny had wanted to class up their apartment a little. He’d found a nice looking vase, it was surprisingly cheap and well within Lou’s budget. He’d picked it up to give it a better look, the vase had dragon like handles and a pattern of a Chinese dragon over the vases main body. It was a heavy piece of pottery and Lou’s slender weak arms could barely hold it up. He remembered cursing under his breath, cursing at his own weakness. He remembered hating how he was so short compared to his white and black friends. How he was always skinny, no matter what he ate or how much he worked out. He was just a short, skinny Asian boy, like hundreds of thousands of other Asian boys. Lou was a walking stereotype and he remembered hating it.

But it was different now, the vase had done something. The dragons eyes glowed and everything was changed. Lou had almost dropped the vase, he was suddenly massive. Just a block of breathing muscle, his head nearing the ceiling and heavy meaty slabs of flesh hanging off every bone in his body. He remembered buying the vase from the oddly big elderly Asian shop owner. he remembered running the 7 blocks back to his apartment, his now huge wide feet thudding on the side walk. He remembered how people would step aside, how equally big Asian men would nod at him with a smirk as he sped pass. Later he found out they were smirking due to the shared experience they had of having a massive soft cock slapping from side to side against their thick muscle thighs as they ran, all Asian men where hung like bull elephants now.

He remembered getting back to the apartment, how it had changed. Posters of Lou flexing decorated the walls, nice expensive furniture littered the room and a mass of trophies for bodybuilding and various sports lined a wall of shelves. Lou placed the vase on those shelves and tried to get sense of what happened.

Turns out the vase changed the world. It had turned the entire stereotype of Asians on its head. All Asian men where now tall, built, hung and mostly not very smart. Lou wasn’t even in school anymore, his entire life was working out, partying and fucking. It was like he’d never even attempted to go to college, he wasn’t even sure if he graduated from high school. So thanks to a magical vase Lou found himself working out his sweaty pecs while a near drooling Ronny filmed him.

“I think we have enough” Ronny said with a smile

Lou stopped and rolled his shoulders. Stretching out his arms, he been doing the same movement for ages, his arm felt stiff. He scratched at the massive bulge in his sweats, his huge hairy bull nuts rolling around between his thighs. His fingers ran along the length of his footlong soft cock, it was draped over his thigh and Ronny’s eyes were tracing the outline just like Lou’s fingers were.

“Ok man” Lou muttered “Now fuck off”

Ronny just nodded and vanished, Lou had found Ronny to be a lot more submissive since the change and Lou liked it. If he needed Ronny he just called him, if he wanted privacy he just told him to leave.

Lou stood up, his swollen pumped pecs bounced. He a little too close to the 8ft high ceiling for his liking. Another inch or so and he’d have to duck under the lights. Lou’s cock slapped his thigh as he stood, he never wore underwear now. Lou started toward the gyms locker room. The other patrons were mostly all Asian, all big and beefy men. He caught himself in a mirror as he walked.

“Fuck” Lou chuckled

He still couldn’t get other how hot he was. A chiselled model face, a face which Lou knew was the main reason he was a fitness model. Any Asian could be a bodybuilder now, but it took looks like Lou’s to make big money.

“Excuse me” a voice asked

Lou turned around, a young Asian boy stared up at him. Even though he was a teen the boy was built and must be at least 6'6 already, yet he was only level with Lou’s sweaty chest. His highschool jersey was straining against some thick looking muscles.

“Yes” Lou asked curious

“Ummm, can I get a pic with you” the boy asked “I love your videos”

Lou smiled widely and nodded, he and the boy lined up. Lou putting a huge hand over the boys shoulder as the teen snapped a couple pics with his phone.

“Thanks man, I hope I’ll have a body like yours some day” the teen said before heading back to his workout

With a wide grin on his face Lou continued to the locker room, that has been his first taste of the fame this new massive body commanded in this new world and he liked it. He was already forming a plan, he’d jerk off a couple times in the gym’s showers, stop to eat, jerk off again in the restaurant’s restroom, head home, fuck Ronny a couple times, then finally he’ll break the vase and if that doesn’t change everything back he’ll just learn to live with his new life, then he’ll fuck Ronny a few more times before going to bed.

Your holding the Box in your Hands. You always felt attracted to cheesy underwear but too shy to really buy one... not to think of wearing it. But since you've seen the commercial fir this 'Strong-Thong' in your Instagram feed for quite some time, you decided to purchase it.

You ripped open the carton, pulling out the small piece of fabric.

Huh, it was quite small and looked like it was out of a women's collection for pyjamas but nevertheless you stripped down your clothes and put it on.

When Dominic overheard his cousin, Renzo, saying he had a ‘Secret Stash’ during the cookout Dominic thought it was going to be something he could make fun of him for like a rock or stamp collection. Maybe even old trading cards in protective pockets. Literally anything that would reveal an embarrassing past about Renzo. Dominic wasn't looking out of spite, but rather the love of the competitiveness between cousins. He wanted to get one over on him. Renzo was the older of the two and always more than happy to rub that in Dominic's face. Dominic had been forever saddled with the tag of baby or little cousin, just because his interest lagged years behind Renzo. And Renzo was solely responsible for it catching on. Well, Dominic was going to show everyone once and for all their interests weren’t that different.

He snuck up to Dominic’s room; most adults didn’t pay attention to his machinations post-the food being served. Once inside, he dove under Renzo’s bed. His cousin may have been older, but he wasn't smarter. Dominic pulled out an old metal lunchbox with superheroes on it. Dominic snickered to himself, he always knew his cousin wasn't any better than him. Cool now, but he was a geek once too. Prideful, Dominic snapped the latches opened, assured he’d find old toys or some sort. Instead in the center was a lighter and…cigarettes? No, they didn’t look right. There was a weird twist to the ends and green clumps shoved into the parchment. Dominic picked it up, twisting it in his hands before putting it in his mouth.

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Renzo walked back into his room, eyes immediately widening. Sitting in his chair was a stranger covered in tatts, cock hard in his underwear. In front of the man lay Renzo's secret stash. Renzo started laughing. “You tried some, didn’t you?”

“My dick’s been hard ever since.” Dominic huffed.

“Ah, that’s the stoner-dick powered by that stoner brain.” Renzo smirked. “Stretching out my underwear with that dick of yours though, looks lethal.”

“Well, what the fuck else was I supposed to wear? All my clothes popped off my body.” Dominic leaned back. 

“Woah calm down, I wasn’t insulting you.” Renzo held his hands up. “You look good in my clothes. Like a mini-me.”

Dominic rolled his eyes already sensing the new family nickname. He could see the gears turning in Renzo’s head.

“Hey, don’t get so upset no one else is gonna remember the old you anyway.” Renzo shrugged. He reached into his old lunch box, “You may as well have another one.”