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There was something so sexy to Stephen Doyle about watching some kind of strange, unassuming creature exploring its environment while having taken over the body of another human. “Amazing,” said the creature who had, just a few weeks ago, been his college roommate—a young man named Gabriel, a 2nd generation mixed race guy with roots in just about every race, though he usually just referred to himself as Latino.

Stephen didn’t talk to Gabe much; though he did have to admit he was quite the looker, and certainly a bit of a charmer; he just knew vague details about the guy after skimming through Gabriel’s application for the cultural exchange program. Gabe had asked for his help during the process (Stephen was trying to become a lawyer and had plenty of experience scouring through long and dry papers).

What program? Well...

The year was about 2032. Mankind was no longer alone. Though the past few decades had been turbulent with the threat of nuclear annihilation, invasion, broken treaties, and a dinner party that nearly lead to the end of all sentient life on the planet, the world had finally calmed down. For the first time in years, species big and small were able to take each other’s hands and move forward into the future.

Part of that step was the Cultural Exchange Program throughout universities on all corners of the world. Due to his financial situation (and what Stephen assumed was undiagnosed ADHD), Gabriel had chosen to take part in such a program to reap the benefits they offered. And the result was a parasite—no, Stephen shook his head as he tried to eliminate such a word from his vocabulary while describing the Pommeterians. Too much blood had been spilled on both sides, and to not honor that was to allow those sacrifices to go on in vain. The results were a symbiotic race of people that used hosts bodies in order to experience the world and build their societies. While initially hostile in peace treaties, the voluntary hosts from humanity and the willingness to co-exist allowed for peace to come for the two species.

And for people like Stephen, a new way to explore one’s sexuality. “So, c-can he hear what you’re doing and saying?” he asked, eager to learn more. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Gabriel’s body as it looked down at himself, inspecting the various limbs and muscles he now controlled.

The Pommeterian stopped and stared at Stephen. This being the first time in a human body, it was not particularly good at facial expressions yet. That was fine, Stephen found those difficult to master as well. “I… Hmm… perhaps we should share names, first,” he said. “I will be your roommate for the rest of the semester, after all.”

Gabriel’s hands were trembling. What was he going to do? Stephen stealthy grabbed a pillow and placed it on his lap to hide erection. The anticipation was killing him.

Then, Gabriel’s body brought its fingers together and raised it up about halfway—just about his stomach—palm facing down. “My name is Argophlux, of the Shayd Clan. Th-This is a handshake, correct? I’ve seen a few videos and clips about your customs, s-so…” Although his face and voice remained a bit flat, there was no denying the slight blush that crept upon his cheeks, nor how red his ears were turning. "Now I'm starting to realize that those videos may not have been entirely accurate."

Stephen’s cock softened, but his heart began to flutter. “Here. Let me.” With a gentle demeanor like a knight from a fairy tale, Stephen held Gabriel’s hand and carefully guided Argophlux through the proper steps. “Like this,” he said, fingers intertwined as they shook their hands together.

“Ahh…! It’s… it feels so quaint. So good. Feeling our palms connected, it's as if our souls are becoming entangled!" Argophlux exclaimed. Stephen nodded, his cheeks flushed. "You have my thanks, my friend.” The flatness in his voice remained, but Stephen could sense the sincerity from him. “And your name…?”

“Stephen Doyle, but just Stephen is fine. To be honest, I’ve heard so much about your kind, but seeing you now… Yeah, you’re just like us.”

“Like you?”

Stephen nodded. “Yeah, like I don’t really get any of these people, either.” He gestured towards the outside window, where people were hanging around the large lawn near the student union. Summer was stubbornly hanging on, and so most of the student body was enjoying the warm weather and perfectly going through the motions of interactions with not even a hint of difficulty that Stephen usually had. “Honestly, it’s fascinating looking at you. It's like I'm looking... no, never mind," he said, shaking his head.

To call Argophlux a mirror would just be pure arrogance. He didn't know him well enough to make such a comparison. But, seeing how similar they were… it felt as though Stephen could see another spectrum of himself, like when light goes through a prism and allows one to see the entire spectrum of color. Somehow, it felt like Stephen could see something about himself he hadn't quite understood until now.

And not only that… he rose from his chair and crawled on Gabe’s bed. He approached Argophlux, who didn’t withdraw or even seem the slightest bit uncomfortable. Their noses were almost touching. Their chest, rising and falling in an anxious rhythm, were almost in sync. Slowly, Stephen raised and hand and cupped Gabe's cheek.

“Can Gabriel see what you’re doing?” asked Stephen.

Argophlux nodded. “Yes, and he speaks to me. He tells me many things. And one such thing is that he wants you to keep going.” Stephen froze at those words. He stared deep into Gabe’s eyes, and he could’ve sworn the real Gabe stare back with a deep, longing look. A trick of the light, or was Stephen just seeing what he wanted to see?

Argophlux took the lead. He tackled Stephen onto the bed and pinned him down with Gabe’s body. Now the two were panting as they stared at each other, their crotches touching and the heat fully shared between them. “I’ve seen clips of it, once,” said Argophlux, Gabe’s lips quivering as he spoke. “I-I’ve always found humans… so fascinating. I-Interesting. I… I’ve been wanting… to touch you all. To feel these sensations you’ve had the privilege of feeling.” With one hand, he traced Stephen’s lips. “Have you ever kissed anyone before? Can you show me how?”

Stephen nodded. “I’ll show me many things. You and Gabe both.”

Their legs intertwined, and Argophlux lowered Gabe’s body so he was resting on Stephen’s. Their lips touched, and soon their clothes were discarded so they could feel the other’s flesh in their raw, passionate, and unorthodox three-way.

Humanity and the Pommeterians had many things to learn from each other indeed.

This is more of an edit rather than revamp. Plus, I added one part, taking off from where vchris left the story. I also changed some of the pictures and add this tiny part in the 2nd part when a police stopped their car, nothing really substantial that altered the story

Part 1

Life hasn’t been easy these last couple of years.  My name is Jim, and I’m a nineteen year-old victim of the foster-care system.  Home to home, legal guardians exploiting me for the cash provided by the state.  Neglect, bare minimum necessities provided, and occasional abuse are simply stitched into the fabric of my life.  Being gay hasn’t exactly made this any easier.  I came out to my last foster family and they kicked me out right after my 18 birthday after they siphoned all the state fund for being my foster parents. Lucky for me I’ve been crashing and showering at my friend Sarah’s house.  I don’t want to intrude too much on her kindness though, so the other nights I try to find any shelter or dry spot that’s close enough to the community college that I can walk there in time for class.  That’s the bare-boned stripped down version of my story, but I don’t get too severely depressed because I still have one thing going for me; I’m smart.  Now, I know my occasionally relaxed grammar might suggest otherwise, but my test scores are at the front of the pack.  The school was nice enough to pay for my SAT- it’s the beginning of junior year and I got a 2340 without any studying or prep.  I get some shit about being a nerd and not working out and being strong, but I don’t have time for that.  I have to make sure I can get a full ride to college because that will be the only way I can ever escape this life.  It would be easier if I had a Dad to help me through this.  I never met either of my parents since they died when I was too young to remember much, but sometimes I yearn for just a chance to meet my Dad.  I obviously still wish I had a mom, but the absence of a father in my life is what has had the most long-lasting impact on me and my psyche.  I hate to admit this, but I think this yearning has mixed in with my budding sexuality, making me crave a strong, hairy, and masculine daddy to hold me close at night and protect me from the evils of the world.  But I digress…

Sometimes I get kind of lost in my thoughts while walking through the park at night.  I know that sounds kind of dangerous, but trust me; in this town the most exciting criminal activity is a neighbor playing music too loud.  And it’s really quiet here and it’s about the only time I have to just think and not stress about shit I can’t control.  Some Friday night, huh?  Most of my peers are out getting trashed and living it up, but I already have all my homework for Monday and Tuesday done, having worked all night long just to have the rest of my weekend to coast and go with the flow.  The local shelter is 24/7 and never at full occupancy, so I can come and go whenever I want to.  And Sarah is kindly washing all the clothes I own- which don’t even fill a single load of her washing machine, but hey- they’ll be clean.   Nights like these when I’m strolling through the park by myself, surrounded by darkness, I wonder why I don’t feel worse about my life.  Sometimes I legitimately ask myself why I don’t feel an urge to jump into the chilly lake and let the murky water flood inside my lungs and just end it all.  I guess it’s because I just have this funny feeling.  Whenever I feel surrounded by dark, I can’t help but look up at the stars and all their splendor and just know that something better is right around the corner.  In fact, I’m not convinced that that bright celestial body is even a star.  It seems to be getting closer…and it’s BURNING!!!!   SHIT! I duck as quickly as I can as the burning mass flies overhead, ripping right through the tops of the trees above me before crashing about a quarter of a mile North.  There might be some give or take, but based on its trajectory when it cut through the tree line I’d say that’s a safe bet.  I crawl back up to my feet, watching the glowing cinders of falling leaves forming a trail for me to follow as I knowingly walk towards what could be adventure, doom, or both.   The walk seems to take forever, but I know it’s not because I miscalculated; it’s more because the excitement is literally killing me as I freeze and stare at what appears to be a smoldering orb of spherically constructed metal.  Well it’s almost spherical…there’s a hole or a released latch or something.  Was someone riding this thing?  How could they?  That hole is like the size of a ping pong ball.  You’d have to be a freaking gerbil or have the stretchiness of Mr. Fantastic to get through- “UUNNNNNNGGGGGOOOOOOMMMMMFFFFFFAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!””” I scream as something small and agile flies into my mouth and begins intensely crawling down my throat, making it impossible to vocalize and scream for help.  I try with all my might to push back and pull it out, but my desperate grip just slides off of its slick surface before it slides all the way down my throat, too far gone for me to reach.  I feel it spreading through me, moving underneath my skin and entering every limb.  I fall onto my back, shaking and squirming as this foreign entity latches onto my brainstem and begins breathing for me.  Everything goes dark as the creature continues crawling, making me feel like electricity is coursing through every fiber of my nervous system as it prepares to enter my brain….

What the…Where the fuck am I?  What happened to that orb?  And the fucking monster!  I grab at my throat and mouth, rubbing over my body, poking and prodding to see if I can detect an invader inside me.  Nothing.  Maybe it was just a dream?  But that doesn’t explain how I got…Oh shit!  This is my room I had at my most recent foster parents’ house.   I gather myself, getting onto my slightly unsteady feet.  Holy Shit, my head hurts.  Whatever, I just need to find out what the fuck is going on.  I mean for the love of-

“Good morning, Sport!” my asshole foster dad says with unusual cheer.  God damn, I never noticed how sexy he was.  That scruffy look works so well for him.  And that nice and toned body, with all that sexy daddy hair sprinkled across his abs and chest…Wait why the fuck is he just chilling in boxers.  And why is he being so chill?

“Jason, what the fuck is going on?!” I ask with potential concern for my own safety.  

“I’m not the one you call Jason,” He responds, standing up and walking towards me.  

“Jason, I don’t know how I got here, but I promise I didn’t come back on purpose!  Is Mary here too?  Please don’t tell her about this!  Just let me grab my pants and I’ll be out for good,” I plead, remembering Mary telling me I would die if I ever set foot in their house again.  

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about this vessel’s mate, Mary.  She was…incompatible.”

“Jason, what the fuck are you talking about?!  Incompatible?  Vessel?!” I yell as I grab my head and try to remember last night.

“That’s it.  Think.  You’re different than most.  Keep pushing.”

That’s exactly what I do as I navigate the corridors of my mind, unlocking what would be buried memories for most, vividly reliving the experience of being entered by a mysterious miniature alien-like creature.  I think harder and harder until I remember the exact moment I lost control- in that moment I heard a voice telling me everything would be okay…

“And I meant it,” Jason, or whatever is inside Jason, responds.  

“How did you-“

“You’re a special one, Jim, and we’re connected now in more ways than you know.  I just planned on piloting you until I could find a more suitable vessel, but when I saw all the pain and loneliness of your life I felt…I can’t even describe it.  The abuse.  The deaths.  The absence of a father…The yearning for the gentle touch and romantic love of someone you can call Daddy…I felt it all.  But I also felt your potential- your intellect.  I brought you back to this place, and the one called Mary tried to confront me.  I entered her body, but she was of an incompatible gender so her body evaporated.  This one called Jason arrived as she finished disappearing, giving me the chance to enter him.  Then, I tucked you in and waited for you to wake up so I could tell you all this.  With me as your Daddy, we could have it all.  I could have my vessel- a strong body to let me enjoy the fruits and delights of this world.  And you could have your Daddy- someone strong and tough, a real man who can nurture you…who can fill you with his warm sexual fluids and make you feel complete…” This creature says before walking up towards me.  I don’t flinch or recoil though.  I know he is telling the truth.  

“What should I call you?” I ask as he leans down and begins unzipping my pants.  

“Call me Zim,” he says before opening Jason’s mouth and slowly swallowing my hard cock, making me gasp in surprise as he makes my whole body vibrate with pleasure, using Jason’s tongue to wiggle and slide that warm wet organ all over my cockhead, taking me deep as I feel my shaft glide along his wild tongue and my cockhead begins gliding down his throat.  

“Ohhhhhh my- Zim you- OH!!!!!  Wait- please wait- stop!” I gasp as I pull out of Jason’s mouth, making Zim look up at me with concern in Jason’s eyes.  

“Did I displease you?  I thought this was a fantasy of yours?”

“No, Zim you are right.  I fantasized about Jason loving me many times, but with you here and inside him…I just can’t forget all that he put me through.  And if you’re going to be my Daddy, well it just can’t be him.  I can’t unknow what he put me through…”

“Don’t worry, Jim,” Zim says caringly as he gently caresses my cheek.  “I completely understand.  We’ll go find a body that you can call Daddy.”

“But what’ll happen to Jason when you leave him?”

“Oh don’t you worry about that.  I’ve already reprogramed his brain.  Whenever I’m not inside him he will be malleable and easy to manipulate, almost completely his old self; but I devoured the part of his brain that controls free will.  He’s a fully independent human being, but he’s just not ALL there if you know what I mean.”

“You didn’t…”

“Oh no, Jim!  I left every brain cell of yours exactly the way it was when I got there.  I want you to enjoy this and to be yourself.”

“Phew…Then I guess we should-“ “Head to the mall,” Zim interrupts me with Jason’s sexy voice.  Jason winks at me and for just a split second I swear I can see a little twinkle in his eyes, as if my extraterrestrial friend was winking too.  

“Could you at least put on some shorts or pants if you’re just gonna lie around the house like that?” I asked my dad after walking in on him sprawled across the couch, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs that did little to hide his large assets. Especially when he had his thick thighs spread like that

“Come on kiddo. It isn’t anything you haven’t seen before. Can’t a guy just lounge around on his day off.” He replied with that same subtle smirk he always had as he rested his head against his hand. I cursed myself internally for not being able to help glancing at his armpit for a moment. “Besides, I’m the man of this house and so if I wanna lie around in my underwear then I’ll do just that.” He added sternly before reaching down to give his fat bulge a rub.

I rolled my eyes a little before quickly exiting the room and letting him get back to watching sports on TV. After all, I didn't want to give him a chance to see the growing erection in my pants. I just can’t help it when he shows off his body like that. He knows exactly what he’s doing too. You see that man lying on the couch and showing off his manly form isn’t actually my dad. Not in spirit anyway. It’s actually my best friend Jason inside my dad’s body!

It all started when we were kids. Both me and Jason had pretty shit parents and it was part of the reason we bonded so much. We became each others support whenever we needed it. For me I lived most of my life with my dad after my mom walked out on us when I was very little. Ever since then my dad had been distant and bitter. He wasn’t abusive towards me or anything but he was certainly neglectful to say the least. Jason on the other had definitely got the worse end of the stick with parents that were borderline manipulative and even abusive towards him growing up. I remember telling him all through high school that the moment he turned 18 that he should just get the hell out of there. That day came over a year ago now. Jason turned 18 not long after me but even with the job he had, he still couldn’t afford to move out. Especially with his parents practically stealing half his wage. Before long the two of us were 19 going on 20 soon and Jason still couldn’t see a way of escaping his parents for years to come. That’s when I decided something had to be done.

For weeks the two of us had been brainstorming ideas to get Jason out of his parents house. We considered putting our wages together and renting a place to share but with how much prices had been going up recently, that didn’t seem like a sustainable option right now. Neither of us had other family members we could stay with either. We even considered going to a homeless shelter together but decided that’d probably do more harm than good in the end. After all my home life wasn’t nearly as bad as Jason’s but I wouldn’t wanna leave him alone. After a while we started to lose hope, believing that Jason would just have to put up with his horrible parents for the foreseeable future. That was until I stumbled across a curious shop that I’d somehow never noticed before…

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Gilgamesh’s Magic Shop - For all your magical needs

The shop radiated a strange presence that I couldn’t help being drawn to. “Magical needs?” I raised an eyebrow as I read the large golden letters that adorned the sign that sat on the front of the building. My first thought was that it was one of those fake magic trick shops but it seemed pretty interesting and I didn’t exactly have anything else planned that day so I decided I might as well check it out.

Upon stepping inside I came face to face with a plethora of weird items and objects filling the many shelves around the shop. It all looked incredibly ornate with how well organised and decorated it was. Naturally I couldn’t help poking around a little, inspecting all sorts of books, potion bottles and crystals that all claimed to have magical properties.

“Ah, hello sir!” A man called from behind the front desk. I couldn’t help but jump a little as I could’ve sworn he hadn’t been standing there a second ago. He looked to be in his early 30’s or so but still looked amazing for his age. He had short hair that shimmered in the light with its golden blonde colour while his handsome face adorned a dusting of stubble. The clothes he wore looked rather unusual, almost like a mix between a wizard cloak and casual suit. “My name’s Gilgamesh but most people call me Gil. I’m the owner of this place so if there’s anything in particular you’re looking for then just ask.”

“Oh… um thanks.” I blushed a little at the stunning man’s proposal. “But I don’t think any of this fake magic stuff is gonna help me all that much.”

Gil laughed. “Please. The magic I sell is anything but fake. Here I’ll prove it.” I watched as he walked around the front desk and grabbed a potion bottle off a nearby shelf. Without any hesitation he popped the top off and downed the potion in one go. What I saw changed my view on magic forever. There was a moment of silence as Gil smirked over at me. Then without warning he lurched over and groaned. I could only watch on in astonishment as his once ordinary sized frame began expanding at a rapid rate. Seeing as his clothes grew tighter while his body packed on excessive amounts of fat and muscle. His entire body growing thicker and stronger! It was hard to tell at first but as his clothes started to rip I began to see how he was growing hairier as well! Even his light stubble from before poofed out into a large blonde beard! At first I’d thought the groans meant he was in pain but as the transformation came to an end, after his voice had deepened significantly, I realised they were actually groans of pleasure!

“W-w…what the fuck… just happened!?” I stuttered, looking up at the new man before me.

Gil turned and smiled at me. “Muscle bear potion.” He stated simply. “Does exactly what it says. Turns you into a big muscle bear of a man like so.” The huge shopkeeper gestured down at his now massive burly body. “This one is only temporary and should wear off naturally within a week but we do sell permanent versions as well.” He explained as he made his way back behind the counter once again, struggling to move a little with his big belly and thick appendages straining against the torn fabric of his clothes. “Looks like I’ll have to grab a new uniform from the back to use the next week though. Oh well, I’m sure my boyfriend Simon will enjoy seeing me like this.” He laughed heartily.

Before I stepped foot into that shop I believed magic was nothing but tricks and fantasy. But after witnessing that man transform right before my very eyes, I had no choice but to believe everything about this shop was real! All the spell books, all the magical clothes, all the powerful crystals. It had to all be real!!

After regaining my composure I managed to explain my situation to Gil. Telling him all about Jason and the situation with his parents. Of course Gil sympathised with the situation and told me I was a good friend for sticking by Jason and wanting to help him. He stroked his beard a little as he thought until he came up with a magical solution to my problem. “You know, I think I’ve got just the thing that’ll sort your friend's situation right out.”

Gil began wandering through the shop, searching the shelves for something in particular as I followed behind him. As he did I couldn’t help glancing at his big bear butt from behind and I guess he could feel my eyes on him judging by the look he gave me shortly after. Before long he ended up pulling another vial off the shelf, this one being filled with a shimmering blue liquid. Strapped to the bottle was also a small instruction manual on how to use it. “This should do the trick. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. Its pure liquid essence made from the blood of real bodysnatchers.” He explained though I didn’t even begin to pretend like I knew what he was talking about. “Drinking this will grant you the powers of a bodysnatcher for a one time use. I think it’ll be perfect for your friend Jason.”

Next thing I knew we were back at the cash register. After much reassurance that this potion was exactly what I needed to help Jason, I ended up forking over my cash and buying the strange looking vial while silently hoping I wouldn’t come to regret it.

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When I first told Jason about what I’d bought he thought I was insane and rightfully so. Before visiting the shop I would’ve been the same. But after a ton of persuasion I managed to get Jason on board with my plan to get him away from his parents. To put him in a whole new body. I’d given it a lot of thought already by this point and had decided on the perfect candidate. My dad. I figured that way I’d be hitting two birds with one stone. Jason can get away from his parents and Jason can take the place of my asshole dad! It was perfect! He was quick to agree to this as he’d always had a bit of a crush on my dad anyways so anything that involved him was a green light from Jason.

Once it was decided, I brought Jason over to my house while my dad was napping and began going through the instructions with him.

STEP 1: Drink the nectar of the bodysnatcher to allow its power to sink in. Drinking the whole vial is recommended for a smoother experience.

Jason was a little hesitant but with a little encouragement from me he twisted the lid off the vial and tossed it back. Before long the entire potion had disappeared down Jason’s throat. Moments later he described a strange feeling pulsing through his body. Almost like he’d just taken a bunch of caffeine as new energy pumped through his veins.

STEP 2: Find a recently worn article of clothing belonging to the person who’s body you wish to take and put it on.

The two of us snuck upstairs as quietly as possible so as not to wake my dad. We could hear him snoring quietly from his bedroom as I reached into the dirty clothes hamper. Moments after I pulled out a pair of my dads smelly black socks that he’d likely worn to work that day before passing them to Jason who immediately pressed them to his nose.

“Oh come on dude. Really?” I whispered, watching my best friend shamelessly huff on my dad’s worn socks. “Just put them on.”

Jason rolled his eyes, giving the socks one last sniff before starting to pull them on. “Whatever man. I still don’t believe this weird magic shit is real but I know your dad’s hot scent is.” He sniggered quietly as he finished tugging the oversized socks on.

STEP 3: Find the person whose body you wish to take and kiss them directly on the lips. This act will activate the magic now within your body.

Now that Jason had my dads socks on, the pair of us crept towards his room as quietly as possible before slowly pressing the door open. There, laid out on the large king sized bed was my dad. His body was only half covered by the bed sheets as he slept in nothing but his underwear from what we could tell. I could already feel Jason’s eyes burning with desire as he gazed upon my sleeping father. He didn’t even care if the magic worked, he just wanted to plant his lips on my dad.

The two of us tiptoed closer until we stood over my dad, gazing down at him while he dreamt. I gave Jason a nod and he knew exactly what to do. Slowly and silently, Jason undressed until he was completely naked besides my dad’s socks before creeping onto the bed. I held my breath nervously as he manoeuvred his way on top of my dad so that he had one leg on each side of my dad’s body. Jason glanced over at me with a smile before looking down at my father again. Then without another second wasted, Jason lowered himself down until his lips pressed against my father’s…

Almost immediately Jason’s body began to glow slightly while a volt of magic surged through both his body and my dad’s. This immediately woke my dad, his eyes going wide as he saw his son’s best friend kissing him. But they couldn’t pull away. It was as if their lips were glued together somehow! I could only watch in bewilderment as my dad started kicking his legs beneath Jason and flailing his arms around but it proved pointless as soon enough he seemed to lose all the strength in his body. Almost like he was paralysed. It seemed as though Jason was experiencing the same thing as his body now laid dead flat on top of my dad. I would’ve been worried had I not heard Jason moaning delightfully through the kiss. Whatever was happening I knew it had to have felt good.

What happened next looked like something directly out of a Sci-fi movie. Jason’s body glowed once again as it slowly began to sink into my dad’s body. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but as I watched Jason’s legs disappear into my dad’s beefier ones, I was forced to believe it. The rest of Jason’s body soon followed suit as his arms were next, Jason lining them up with my dad’s before allowing them to sink in as well. By this point my dad must’ve been experiencing just was much pleasure as Jason was by how his eyes had rolled back, not to mention how they both had obscene bulges that were rubbing against each other. That is until Jason’s crotch sunk into my dad’s as well, causing my dad’s dick to grow even harder. This process only continued with Jason’s torso fast disappearing until the only thing left was his head sticking out of my dad’s body, lips still pressed together. But of course that didn’t last long as even Jason’s head eventually pushed its way down inside of my dad’s head. Sinking into his body completely until my father was the only one left, now wearing the socks Jason had stolen from him.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried when my dad’s body started convulsing. For a moment I considered calling 911 but just as suddenly as it started, the convulsing stopped, leaving my dad’s body still and calm besides the pulsing erection in his underwear. “Dad? Jason?” I asked the sleeping man, not knowing who’s name to call. He didn’t reply. Only grunting and murmuring with his eyes closed. Then, without warning, he let out a deep moan which resulted in the pouch of his underwear getting soaked in cum. I had to look away in embarrassment…

“Whatcha lookin that way for kiddo. The show’s over here…” I heard my dad’s voice say but the tone behind it didn’t sound like him at all. It sounded cheerful almost, totally unlike his usual resentful self. I turned back around and I saw my dad now sitting up in bed with a huge cheesy grin on his face as he ran his hands along his thick hairy pecs. “You know I didn’t believe you at first but holy fuck… this is great! My voice is so deep! And I’m so hairy… fuck and these tattoos.” He traced a finger across the inked skin of one of his biceps while simultaneously admiring the thick muscle it sat upon.

“Jason? Is that really you in there?” I asked, still not quite believing that potion had actually worked even after all I’d just seen.

“Who else baby!” I watched as he hopped out of bed excitedly and dashed over towards my dad’s bedroom mirror. The way his face lit up upon seeing his reflection said everything. “But you can call me dad from now on…” he stroked his beard, admiring the facial hair he’d never been able to grow before as he inspected his mature looks. I could tell just by the expressions he made as his fingers ran across his face and down his body once again that he adored each and every sensation. Groping every part of my dad’s body that he’d always fantasised about touching. His pecs, his biceps, his ass and of course his cock. One of his rough hands glided over his wet crotch as he squeezed his cum soaked dad dick, still bulging in his underwear. The way he smirked so full of lust and desire was a look I never imagined I’d see on my own father’s face. Only after all that did he finally turn back to look at me and say “Unless of course you’d rather call me daddy instead.”

“Eww no! You’re literally my dad now Jason! That’s… weird…” I trailed off a little at the end. I’d never been attracted to my own dad before. Why would I be? He was an asshole!! Sure he might’ve been exactly my type with muscles, body hair and tattoo but… he was fucking dad for fuck sake! So why the fuck did I feel butterflies in stomach when he put a hand on my shoulder.

“I’m just kidding man. But seriously thank you for this. With your dad’s body I never have to go back to my shitty parents. Not to mention I look hot as fuck! I always wished I could fuck your dad but this is a whole other level.” With that he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a big hug, something my dad hadn’t given me since I was a kid. His strong hairy body and sticky crotch grinding against my own. “You’re the best *son* a dad could ask for.” He added, holding me tight in his arms allowing for me to get a good whiff of his scent.

After that I could’ve denied the feelings I had all I wanted but the semi in my pants was a dead giveaway. Jason chuckled as I rushed to hide the bulge but it was too late. My face went red as he gave me a pat on the back. “Don’t worry about it, Son. Can’t blame you for getting a little excited around your old man with how manly I am.” He was already acting so cocky and confident. “Now how’s about you and I head downstairs and go through everything I need to know to pull off being your dear old pops. That is after I’ve taken a nice long shower of course to familiarise myself with this hot dad body heheh.”

By that point I could already tell this was going to be a wild ride…

———

And that brings us back to the present. It’s been two weeks since Jason took my dad’s place and he’s been able to play the part perfectly, albeit coming off as a much friendlier version of my father. Turns out that when Jason took my dad’s body, he absorbed my dad’s soul as well. This in turn allowed Jason to tap into all of my dad’s memories, emotions and personality whenever a situation called for it. For all intents and purposes, he literally was my dad now. Hell he even insisted that I always call him dad even when no one’s around. It was weird at first but I’ve gotten used to it I guess.

He never fails to mention to me how great being inside my dad’s body feels. Whether it be his new muscles as he flexed them in the mirror, or bragging about how big of a load his big dad cock and balls can bust now. Loving his new beard, smacking his new ass, appreciating his new tattoos, gawking over his smelly new armpits and the list goes on. He described to me how great it feels to finally be treated like an equal by all the other adults around him when at work only to come home and boss me around in the most seductive ways possible.

If there’s one thing I do somewhat regret about all this however, it’s that now Jason won’t stop teasing me with his new body every chance he gets. Like today when he’d been laying on the couch in just his underwear, practically waiting for me to walk in on him. Whenever we were home alone he made sure to wear as little as possible to show off his body and I was always trying my utmost to tear my eyes away from him. But when he walked around in the house in nothing but a tight jockstrap that showed off his bare ass, I just couldn’t stop myself from staring and imaging what it’d be like to stick my face between my dads hairy cheeks… fuck! I can’t believe he’s managed to do this to me!

Now here I was scampering out of the living room, trying to get the thoughts of my hot new dad out of my head. Everyday it’d been getting worse. I’d been popping boners to my dad more often and even multiple times a day. It didn’t take long for him to slowly start infuriating my jerk off sessions starting with him crossing my mind for a moment as I jerked off until eventually it got to the point where I was having entire jerk off fantasies around him! Imagining what it’d be like to fuck or be fucked by him. And could you blame me when he was constantly shoving that hot body of his in my face! It was torturous at this point. Like he was slowly trying to wear me down. And it was working.

“Hey son. Why don’t you come back through here and watch some sports with your old man. You can snuggle up to me if you want.” Jason said as he came up behind me and wrapped my dad’s strong arms around me and pressed his arousal against my ass. “Come on, I know you love being close to dad.” He cooed, his voice so deep and soft at the same time that I practically melted on the spot.

Before I knew it Dad had managed to guide me back towards the living room where the two of us sat on the couch together watching sports. Jason had never been that into sports before so I could only guess it was a trait he’d picked up from my father after the takeover. As we watched he made sure to wrap an arm around me to keep me pulled close against his body. I didn’t want to admit it but I actually really enjoyed getting to be this close to him now. To feel his hairy body pressed against me as the scent from his pits filled my nostrils. It was driving me crazy.

At one point during the game, dad decided to stuff his free hand down his briefs to fondle his fat hairy balls. Just watching him do such a thing made me horny as fuck to the point where I wished I could’ve been the one cradling his big balls instead. Of course this was all according to dad’s plan as quickly noticed I’d lost all interest in the TV and was now totally focused on him. With a smirk dad pulled his hand out of his briefs and without a second of hesitation he pressed that very hand against my face.

“There you go boy. Huff on that.” He commended as the powerful aroma of his sweaty dad balls invaded my nose and overpowered all my senses. Before I knew it I was sinking deep into his hand, sniffing the scent deeply and craving even more. I knew it was wrong. It was my dad’s body. My dad’s balls. My dad’s scent. But… I craved it so fucking badly! And I only had myself to blame for giving my best friend that damn body!

In a flash I was down on my knees and between dad’s legs as I shoved my face into his pouch. Feeling the heft of his heavy balls press against my face through the tight fabric of his briefs. Allowing the powerful smell to wash over my face. He held my head down, forcing me to kiss and lick his bulge as his thick length grew harder. I wanted nothing more than to take it in my mouth and swallow every last drop of cum he had stored in my dad’s balls. And as he finally pulled down his briefs, allowing his thick cock to spring out in front of me, it seemed as though I was about to get my wish.

What followed was a scene of a father relentlessly face fucking his son as dad absolutely destroyed my throat with his cock. It was clear he’d been waiting to do this ever since I helped him steal that body. Thrusting his hips back and forth as he forced his thick cock as far down my throat as he could, making sure that I gagged on every glorious inch. I have no idea how long it went on for as I was still entranced by his aroma and by just how good it felt to feel his thick dad dick in my mouth but soon enough his moan started to grow and before I knew it my mouth was filled to the brim with thick salty cum.

I fell backwards having just swallowed my best friend's load. No… my dad’s load. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done but at the same time I didn’t find myself regretting it either. If anything I wanted to do it again right! When I sat back up I was of course greeted by a view of my dad’s softening cock as it dripped with cum. “You’re such a good boy for swallowing all of daddy’s cum.” He placed a gentle hand on my cheek, smiling softly. “As a reward, I might let you sleep in my bed tonight. Maybe then dad can give you a demonstration on how real men fuck. How’s that sound?”

“Oh yes please dad! I need your dick inside me!” I blurted out without thinking. I couldn’t believe how much of a slut he’d turned me into.

Dad chuckled softly before shoving my face back into his crotch. “If you clean me up nice and good, I’ll make sure your wish comes true son.” He didn’t need to say another word, I was already licking away. Dad went back to watching TV while I cleaned off his cock. Lapping up any remaining cum dripping from his cock before running my tongue across his soft, but still surprisingly large, shaft. Even after that I couldn’t stop myself from licking his big sweaty balls which dad didn’t seem to mind. God they tasted incredible…

And as tongue slid back and forth, I couldn’t help but be thankful that I found that strange Magic shop when I did. To think that magic not only existed but could make something as crazy as this a reality?! Maybe I’ll have to head back there sometime and pick out something for myself. After all, Dad won’t stop going on about how amazing it feels to have a bigger, more mature body. Maybe I should find a way to get one myself to see what all the fuss is about…

If this story gets enough love I might make a sequel 👀

Business was going as usual. Another calm and slow day as I was stuck behind the cash register. Taylor was busily running around taking inventories and restocking the shelves. That's when the most gorgeous man I've ever laid my eyes upon stepped into the store. His thighs were massive as he strolled around, his arms were bulging through the sleeveless shirt he had decided to wear, and that handsome face with those incredible blue eyes bore straight through me. I was completely mesmerised by him.

And then he even came over and asked me where he could find some good instant coffee. Hearing that deep husky voice with that Aussie accent, and smelling that musky scent wafting from that sweaty hot body of his... I could barely stand straight.

He seemed like a friendly guy though, and after a bit of talking I sent him over to the back of the store where the dry food were. That's when I also learned that he was traveling all over the world alone. Just a backpack, some cash, and his strong durable body.

My eyes were so glued to him as he walked around amongst the shelves that I handed out completely wrong changes. An elderly lady even poked me with her stick after I gave her a 200 bill instead of 20...

I didn't even notice as Taylor stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach. Putting his chin onto my shoulder, he was happily humming to a song we had been listening to last night.

"I see that something caught your eyes, hun." Taylor said teasingly before he gave me a kiss on the neck. Tay and I have been married for over seven years now, and so of course he knew exactly how to drive me nuts. "Although I admit even I have a hard time not staring at that fine piece of a meat..."

"Mmmmm..." I couldn't help but moan as Taylor touched me in all the right spots, all while I was busily imagining the gorgeous hunk's shirtless body.

After a while, Taylor finally let go of me and began walking towards the back of the store where I had sent the customer. He checked the aisles to make sure there were no other customers in the store before he turned towards me with a devious grin on his face. "Maybe it's time for a change after all... What do you say?"

"Tay... don't..." I said, but I don't think it sounded very convincing. That and those hungry pleading eyes of mine that were still imagining the hunk being shirtless. Tay just gave me one of those big wide smirks of his that I had fallen for all those years ago.

I watched him disappear to the back of the store, out of my vision. It was quiet for a while, until I suddenly heard cans and boxes falling from the shelves and clanking onto the floor. A bit of a struggle, I presumed. It continued for a few more seconds before finally a loud intense moan echoed throughout the store... and everything went deathly quiet once again.

I gave off a deep sigh before flipping over the sign on the store to "Closed", grabbed a nearby broom, and walked over to the back. As expected, the aisle was a complete mess with products lying everywhere on the floor. Neither Taylor or the customer were anywhere to be found, though I did notice a white trail of footprints made by flour was seen leading into one of the locked restrooms in the back.

This was exactly why I didn't want him to use his power... again. He always left such a huge mess after himself, not to mention he'd be completely exhausted for a few days afterwards. And considering it could take him up to three years for him to fully recharge his power again, there was always the risk of the body being sick or dying. The last one before his current one even had to undergo chemotherapy...

Slightly annoyed I began sweeping up the mess on the floor, grabbed anything salvageable and put it back on the shelves, and finally bent down trying to rub off the stains on the floor. I'm definitely forcing him to do another inventory after this.

As I was busily cleaning the floor, I heard the lock to the restroom open up and heavy footstep coming my way. Still slightly irritated over the way he had acted, I decided I would ignore him and not give him the satisfaction of seeing my reaction.

But alas my body betrayed me.

The moment he walked over and bent down next to me, I could feel the heat radiating from his warm muscles. That deep overwhelming musk from earlier also filled my nostrils, sending shivers down my spine. I wanted to look up and tell him to fuck off, but instead I was completely awe-struck by the sight of Tay's new handsome face and gorgeous blue eyes. That trademark smirk I knew all too well plastered onto his new chiseled face.

Seeing my stunned reaction, he took the opportunity to grab my face and mashed his full and soft lips against mine. He tasted absolutely delicious, so much so that I somehow found myself instantly soiling my pants... Fuck.

"Suuurprise hun! I got a present for you..." Tay said, as he slowly pulled away from my lips. He was fully drawing on that deep accent of his, causing me to sputter the very last bits I had left in my balls. "And you know what, I think this one's a real keeper. I might just keep him forever..."

I could only moan in agreement as he pulled me up from the floor and dragged me back into the storage area, passing by the unconscious previous body of Tay's in the restroom, all while hungrily ripping off the clothes on his new marvelous body.

I'm guessing we're going to have to close the store for tonight, and maybe even tomorrow. It certainly won't be good for the business... or my poor ass...

We fell from the sky during nightfall. By the time we emerged from the rocks that sheltered us during our travels, one thing was on our mind: food. We needed to eat, our fragile forms were barely holding together as we slithered to the nearest structure. I felt the other two break away from our conjoined form, slithering away to find food within our hunting new ground.

First Victim

I don’t know where I am, so I hide in a corner. I can’t sense my siblings anymore, am I alone? The darkness of the area disappears as light covers everything. This organism walks in, closing the room off from the rest of the house. It’s just standing in front of that reflective wall. Food is needed, and my siblings are here somewhere. I began to climb up the wall I as against, and moving onto the ceiling. The organism was changing his posture, but still in the same position. I dropped from the ceiling onto its head and upper body. It dropped the object it was holding, and I could feel its muffled screaming against my form. I managed to secure its arms and I finally managed to strengthen my grip around its neck. Without its oxygen, it just stopped struggling. I pulled open its mouth, and I slithered in. It was a tight fit, but this host was good one. I stretched my arms, and let my new memories process. My member in my pants was enlarged with blood flowing there. I grabbed it, and I couldn’t help but let out a moan. It felt so good! Then I felt a portion of myself shift inside of me to my engorged member. I was a breeder, I needed to find a host for my young. But thankfully these new memories revealed that my host shared a room, my children will be well taken care of in their new home.

I love it when people visit my home! You see I’m a spirit of a British explorer who’s expidition had the unfortunates to die after the discovery of a cursed relic. However my spirit and my right hand man’s, Sully, seemed bound to this relics land. That’s when these two young American volunteers came across our cursed land. Sully was busy checking in on our bones so I got to have a private look at these chaps. The shorter one was walking around holding the thing around his neck up to his handsome face then putting it done. The taller one was wearing baggies clothes, but my god he gave Sully a run for being tall! Then Red moved away from his tall companion and I felt a strange tug that pulled me toward him. When he was out of sight from his tall compinion a ringing noise was tuning the world out from me, and I blacked the out. 

When I awoke, my heart was pounding so loud… Wait my HEART?! My hands shot up to my chest and yep, I could feel the pounding. I Looked down at myself and saw my tight red shirt. I was Little Red! Really well his, now my, name was Sam. The memories of hi life were coming to me when I felt that pull again… I need to pull Josh, the tall one, over here. The idol was working its magic again.

I rejoined Josh on the trail, trying to think of a way to get him alone. Well at least off this path. Unfortunately we arrived at the village these boys were helping at. So trying to be inconspicuous I pulled out my “camera” and started to take some photos. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Josh looking toward an empty building and he started walking towards it. When I turned to get a good look, on the camera I saw Sully heading towards the same building. After trailing for a distance behind Josh, I was at the building. I heard Josh release a loud gasp. I ran through the doors and saw Josh on his back passed out. Without even realizing it I tore open his shirt, and saw the impressive body of Josh. Kid shouldn’t be wearing baggy clothes with a body like his. I put an ear down to his heart and closed my eyes trying to listen for a heartbeat. I heard one, but before I move, I felt Josh’s strong arms wrap around me, holding me close. 

“Sir is that really you?” He asked.

I looked up at his face, seeing the tears welling up in his eyes, and feeling my own eyes begin to tear up. I smiled.

“Yes Sully, it’s me. We’re still with each other, even after all this time.”

And after hearing that, Sully kissed me. I heard a ripping noise as he used his new strength to tear off my shirt, letting our skin touch. After we managed to tear each other’s clothes off we consummated our love in these new bodies.

For hundreds of years I have been sealed away in this idol. Starving for the touch of men. The Holy Roman Empire sealed me away long ago in a crusade against us demons. At my height, I was an Incubus with troves of men to entertain myself with. Then they sealed me away, I’ve lost so much strength over the years, but I’m patient. I’ve messed with the seals that hold me in place, if anyone who is having doubts in a relationship, they’re going to be compelled to use the idol as a aphrodisiac to elevate their relationship. 

I was sitting on a shelf in some pawn shop, why I’m here, I don’t even know. But this woman was eyeing my idol. She was falling under my spell, she must be troubled with her love life. She grabbed the idol and paid the fee. I could feel myself moving at high speeds, she really couldn’t wait to use me. I blacked again from the seals attempting to suppress me. When I regained conscious I was in room and I could see a well built man looking confused in my direction. I felt the idol open and then everything went white.

I have a body again. This man was that woman’s husband and he was my new body. I couldn’t help but smile. The idol had resealed itself and it had a new captive in it. Poor lady, all she wanted was to ensure the survival of her love life, but now she’s on the path to becoming a succubus. But that’s not my problem. I hear a knock on the door of the bathroom.

“Mom? Dad? I heard something fall, is everything alright?”

The oldest son, Tyler, had heard the commotion and come to check on us. My powers were still weak, I needed to rebuild my collection. I opened the door and smiled and put my hand on Tyler’s shoulder.

“Everything’s fine son, a shampoo bottle just fell.” I said, slowly pushing my will onto Tyler’s mind.

Tyler flashed a smile of relief and stroke a pose, he was starting to feel the effects of my allure. He may not realize it, but he’s starting to feel attracted to me.

I moved closer to him and started feel his abs, working one hand up his sides. His breathing changed, and I saw his briefs start to tent. I continued to work my hand up, groping his pecs, and feeling his biceps. My other hand started to massage his erection. I leaned in, inhaling his scent, and finally locking our lips together. After that, we both flew into a frenzy, tearing off each others briefs, passionately kissing. We quit moving around when I finally managed to lift him up and rest him on the sink counter and I plowed his virgin ass. Our moans grew louder with each thrust, and when I finally came, I could feel my power grow to new levels. 

Tyler was the first of many to come, but those would need some “modifications”. I carried Tyler to the bed, and let him sleep. I walked over the other bedrooms, Sam was the middle child that was very bright, but skinny as a twig. I was going to change that. I walked into his room and placed a hand on his sleeping form. He was going to as big as I was, but he was going to keep his intelligence. He would be one of right hand men: smart, strong, and all around sexy. In the morning he was going to look and act different, and he would be mine. 

Little Micky was the youngest, and I’m not going to have children in my empire. I have standards. So repeating the process that I did with Sam, except I notice that Micky here was cuddling against a giant stuffed dog. Well Micky you’re going to be the smallest of your brother’s, but you’re the animal of the group. He was going to have animal instincts and mannerisms, but with his looks it would be a winning combination.

The sun began to shine through the windows, so I moved down to the living the room and waited for my servants to awake. They came down, Micky and Sam sat down across from me, but Tyler was all over me. As the first, he had become nothing more that a horny slut. Normally I’d indulge him, but I have work to do. I beckoned for him to sit with his former brothers. He gave me a sad look, but after he sat down, he was all over his brothers.

“You’re the first of many, but right now I’m still regaining my strength. So I need each of you to think of an attractive man you know personally. When one comes to mind, kiss me.” 

It didn’t take them long, and to finalize the spell, I gave into Tyler’s desires and got the whole group involved as I could feel the magic flowing out of the house. 

“What the hell are you thinking? The company fell apart and here you are stirring up trouble! Where did you even get your abilities back from?”

I smiled, not even looking up from my book and kept reading. It was getting really good.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Bullshit! Those three guys you modified at the gym! The ones that are now thinking that they’re first graders!”

“Oh! Those three. Well they were wishing that they could experience the holidays like they used too, when their lives were easier. So I just lent a helping hand.”

“That’s one thing, but how did you get your powers back? When the company fell apart, everyone lost their benefits. Even you’re not smart enough to have embezzled from them to stockpile up a supply. So how did you get them back?”

I sighed, closing my book to look at my old friend. We were quite close during our days at the agency, but now I see how he appears to have aged artificially with the last of power gone. We all went underground after the company fell apart, changing our appearances to hid in plain sight. 

“I’ll tell you, my friend. It started shortly after company fell apart. I used the last of my connections to start up a new life in small town. I had changed my appearance to look like I was 20, and despite a smooth transition, I had managed to attract some attention.”

6 months ago

“You’re that new kid that moved in recently, the Anderson kid right?” asked one of the neighbors.

“Yessir! I moved here with my dad. He should be at home right now.” I replied.

“Really? I haven’t seen him around, and no one has seen anyone but you here.” he said, crossing his arms.

“Well my dad is very good at not being seen.” I said with a smile.

“I don’t believe you. And I’ll show you what we do in the military to liars.” he said as he grabbed my arm.

As soon as he grabbed my arm, I just panicked and something just surged me. and the only thing I could remember was a flash of light.

“Hey  man, come on, you said that you’d consider joining ROTC with me.” came a rather young sounding voice.

I looked over at the guy and in his place was a teenager who was wearing a rather large uniform.

“Uhh… sorry man, but my plans changed and I need some… time to figure some things out about myself.” I said, trying to think of something on the spot.

He looked disappointed, but said that I knew what was best for me and wished me luck as he walked off. After he left, I pulled up the old work app. I did it out of habit, it shouldn’t have worked. It shouldn’t have still worked, but it did for me. Everything was there, and more. I had admin level access to programs and benefits that I never did before. Apparently the guy had triggered a self defense program and it regressed him by 14 years. The years had been stored in app. Curious to see if it was a bug or not I looked for a new subject to test it on. So I scrolled through the options and found out possession was one. So I saw a car driving by with two teens in it and I decided to jump into the driver. But why stop there? I decided to age up the two occupants seven years each while I jumped into the driver. I blinked and regained my bearings and pulled over into a parking lot. I snapped a quick photo of me.

I looked good in this body, and looked over at the other guy in the vehicle with me. He looked rather confused by what just happend.

“We just grew up, and we’re hot. But I… we’re… I…” he stammered.

Shit! I hadn’t realized he wasn’t mentally affected by the change, so I had to act fast. I reached over and touched him, establishing a link between us so I could rewrite him.

“Babe, come on. You’re scaring me. We heading to the pool, it was just a static surge, we’re alright.” I said with a smile.

He looked at me, confused, but when the changes began to set in, he smiled and kissed me.

As he kissed me I made sure to rewrite my hosts memories and exited him. I looked around went back to my place. My phone still showed the app and it still had the same readings as before. So I began running some tests to see what I could do. My current self was saved in as a template, so I began modifying myself. More muscle, a different face, yet it was the same me still. 

After months of planning and modifying myself, I glad finally achieved my current form. It was made up of modifications from the app, and some stolen attributes from my travels. This is my current form, but I have been trying to rebuild some of my old forms, yet I still want to help others in my own interpretation.

“You’ve gone mad with power haven’t you?”

“No, I believe the correct way to describe it is ‘be careful what you ask for”,

“I tracked you down because the media is catching on to your work, people are starting to think that the company is back.”

“No not the company, but me. The sole beneficiary of our former employer. It’s time that I used our abilities to show that everything has a price.”

“"Then why tell me thus? Are you going to kill me? Then replace me like some toy? After everything we’ve gone through, does our friendship mean nothing to you?!” 

I turned and looked at him. I couldn’t hurt him, but I can’t let him stop me. 

“No, not like that… You still haven’t realized that you’ve stripped down to your briefs? Or that your 22 again? Or how everything you knew before entering this apartment is gone? We’re going to work together again, but it’ll be my way. Now forget and listen to me…”

Hi, my name is Logan. I come from a quite boring family that includes my dad, my mum and my little brother. Unfortunately our family is now somewhat broken, because my dad decided behind our back to steal some money from the company he was working for. It wasn't a small ammount for all I know, so he was locked up and we all had to got to the trial.

We all had to dress up to represent our family. I hated the moment when the judge sentenced my father for several years in prison. All I could think about was the fact that I was the one, who had to take care of our family now. Which meant that I had to leave the army.

Me and my brother skipped the first few visits, because mom said that dad had to get used to being in prison and he didn't want to be seen in a bad mood. But the first visit was quite nice. Maybe except for the attack. Some prisoner bumbed into momand they both fell on the ground. It must have been a mental patient, because he started crying and screaming, that his body was stolen. Creepy, right?

Mum must have been shocked. She even missed a few turns when we were coming home from prison. I left her to relax and cooked dinner for us. When I went up to get her, the door to her bedroom were wide open and I couldn't believe what I saw.

Mom stood in front of the mirror, naked and fingered herself. Screaming in pleasure.

She turned her head slightly and smiled. I immediately left, hoping she didn't notice me.

I got my brother and told him that mom was too tired to join us.

The following days were really strange. Mom was walking around the house only in her bra and panties. I didn't wanna look, because it's my mom but ut was unavoidable.

One night, I think I heard male and even another strange female voices coming from my parents bedroom.

I eventually had to start taking care of my brother, because she didn't seem concerned, that he didn't have any food to eat etc.

I woke up in the morning to a weird feeling on my body. I opened my eyes and froze. My mom sat on my bed, my chest and boxers were uncovered and she had her hand on my stomach.

I couldn't let out a word, what was happening?!

Mom:"I have such a handsome young son. You really take care of your body, don't you? My son a soldier. How PROUD I am."

Me:"Mom, what are you..."

Mom:"Ah, don't you worry. I am just taking care of my LITTLE boy. But looking at the bulge you're packing, it seems you're not so little. Haha"

Me:"Mom... Stop it."

Mom:"Oh, come on. Don't you tell me you don't like these perfect tits. That you never wanted to touch them. And this pussy. God, you're really gonna enjoy this. And I can't wait to enjoy that dick" she said as she squeezed her tits and touched herself over the pants she was wearing.

As she finished, she quickly sat on top of me, I still couldn't react. She then pressed something against my chest, which hurt real bad. I passed out.

I opened my eyes and realised I sat on top of someone. "What the fuck?" I saw my own face smiling at me, My old hands were now placed on my hips. And I felt something below me... hardening

My body:"So, how do you like those tits... MOM?"

Me:"What the hell?!? What did you do?"

My body:"I gave you a gift. You can enjoy those tits and that tight wet pussy you like to peek on. You dirty WHORE. And unless you want to be fucked by your own body, I suggest you get off, because I am more then ready to shoot."

I moved and fell on the ground. I look down and indeed. My muscular chest was replaced by a pair of big boobs. My mother's boobs. I am my MOTHER

Me:"Mom, why are you doing this? Why me?"

My body:"Ah, you're so naive. I am not your mom, Logan. Or I should call you Cristine, now. Or better yet, MOM."

He started flexing and laughing at me

My body:"The chicks are gonna love this. I can't wait to fuck someone as a man again. Being a woman sucks."

I still sat there in shock, watching my body posing, flexing and enjoying his new reflection.

Only then I noticed the phone next to the mirror. My body noticed it.

My body:"Oh this? That's for me to have a memory. And also an insurance if you won't behave. I recorded what I did in your mother's body and If you won't behave I won't hesitate to use that as evidence to get you in prison. Unless you want to join your father and mother in prison, I suggest you behave. Now, go cook something, woman. I am hungry and now I got a job to do."

I got up from the floor, looking back at my body, feeling up my body.

I need to get help somehow

Prisoner's P.O.V.

Getting this kid's body is like a gold medal. After many years in my overweight body and then being that woman, this is by far the best thing yet.

I took out his phone to snap a few photos.

This kid has an amazing body. I can't wait to put it to test.

A message came to his phone number from LOVE<3. I browsed through the messaged. Fuck, this kid is gay. Nevermind, gonna turn him straight and dump this fucker. There won't be no more gay shit under my watch.

"Jeez. He's like a sculpture. If I had looked like this before, I wouldn't have to steal from all those people. This is amazing. Let's get this body showered and ready for Stacy."

At Stacy's house

Stacy:"Fuck. I can't believe it worked again. I was worried, that you would stay in that woman's body. I couldn't picture us like that back together."

Prisoner:"Don't worry, my darling. I found myself a great body for you to suck and enjoy. Wait till you see the dick that this kid has. Not only it is big, but the head of the cock is so strange, but hot at the same time."

They started making out. The tongues moving from one mouth into another. But there was a problem, that has never happened before.

Prisoner:"Wait. Something is wrong."

Stacy:"It happens sometimes. Remember that you're in other man's body and you're still not used to it."

Prisoner:"It's not that. This kid is gay. I think I can't get hard for you."

Frustrated and bored, the new Logan rested in the living room of his new body. The "mother" was walking around suspiciously, but careful.

Prisoner:"This is bullshit. I can't be gay forever. I need to find a better body to swap."

The younger brother rushed in with his way too loose Spiderman costume to hug his brother, who now wasn't used to it and pushed him off of himself.

Kyle:"Why did you do that?"

Prisoner:"I don't want another man to touch me."

Kyle:"You're funny, Logan. If you wouldn't have a boyfriend, i would believe you."

Prisoner:"Right."

Kyle:"Ok, so byeee."

Prisoner:"Where are you going dressed like that? It's not Halloween."

Kyle:"To Johnny's. We are having a costume party sleepover, while his older brother is gonna look after us."

Prisoner:"Who is the brother? Do I know him?"

Kyle:"Yeah, you do. You played football together. He's in university."

Prisoner:"Hmm. Interesting." I just hope it's not another gay jock like this one.

Prisoner:"Kyle? I have a cool deal for you. Wanna hear it?"

Kyle:"I bet mom won't know a difference between me and Logan. I can pretend to be him easily without her noticing. But I wonder why would Logan do that. It's nice of him that he gave me his body to try the costume, but he went to that party instead of me. I was looking forward to that."

Kyle pulled up the zip of the costume and started doing Spiderman poses.

Kyle:"Hell, yeah. Wait till the boys see how my costume first better then everybody else's!"