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Unpractical
Taking control of Ryan´s flesh is without a doubt one of the best things that happened in my life. Honestly, this dude was extremely hot and, while wearing his skin, it become so easy to get the attention of any girl that I wanted. There is just one issue, the device that allows me to take control of his flesh is to big. Everybody asks me about it. Of course, I lied that it was part of my workout routine. What else could I say? That this chest device allowed me to puppeteer Ryan while my real self was sealed on a remote laboratory. Yeah, I love being Ryan, but having these plate with me all the times was unpractical. I just wish that next year model will be smaller and let me enjoy the life that I have stolen to its full potential.
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Exchange Student
Believe me when I tell you when I say that this is not what I wanted. Sure, I have been super critical of my nation… you just need to look at global news to understand why I didn’t feel proud of being an American. Maybe I shared that feeling to strongly with Filip, one of the exchange students that were studying on campus. Imagine my surprise when he switched our bodies a couple of days before he returned to his home country. Now I am super scared of getting on that plane and traveling to a poor east European country. Well… at least Filip is a handsome gal… this next couple of months will definitely change my perspective and determine if I was wrong or I was right on everything that I thought of my nation.
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Unpractical
Taking control of Ryan´s flesh is without a doubt one of the best things that happened in my life. Honestly, this dude was extremely hot and, while wearing his skin, it become so easy to get the attention of any girl that I wanted. There is just one issue, the device that allows me to take control of his flesh is to big. Everybody asks me about it. Of course, I lied that it was part of my workout routine. What else could I say? That this chest device allowed me to puppeteer Ryan while my real self was sealed on a remote laboratory. Yeah, I love being Ryan, but having these plate with me all the times was unpractical. I just wish that next year model will be smaller and let me enjoy the life that I have stolen to its full potential.
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Super HOT smokin' jackin' dad smokes in his work truck.
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CAMO CATFISH
So, this is me now...Private Calvin Mantly, and it looks like this is me from now on. It's been hard getting used to the glasses and the skinny body that refuses to pack on muscle no matter how hard I work out or how much I eat. I will say that I've been enjoying my new cock. It's much larger than my previous one...an unexpected surprise and who knew Calvin here was a power top. I've railed so many beefy muscle bottoms in the last few months. I might be smaller in frame, but they all know who their daddy is. It's been kind of fun, honestly, but when I met "Cal" online and agreed to swap lives so I could get out of the service years earlier, I never expected to wake up and see this in the mirror.
"Cal" told me the truth. He did say he was a gay, large-cocked top. I just assumed the rest after he sent me a cock pic. I never imagined a dick like that could be attached to such a nerdy guy. But, waking up and seeing my new reflection was a shock. I went from massive, tanned jock who could have anybody he wanted to Calvin Mantly. Granted, I was a hungry power bottom before and had always dreamed about being a power top. So, I got what I wanted and it's my fault assuming "Cal" was more like me.
I'm on my way to base camp now, and I just got a text from my old body.
We're going to be stationed in the same area next month before I get to leave for home, and Jeff wants to hook up. He always likes to send me pics to remind me of how hot I was, how hot he is.
I get it. I remember what it felt like to be that guy. I could have anything I wanted, but what he doesn't realize is that I'm getting whatever I want now, and I know how much he wants to be drilled by this massive nerdy dick I'm dragging around.
Yeah, I'm going to drill him hard. I'm going to tear that ass up and make him beg to suck me off. I'm going to make him my bitch for the last month I'm here. After that, I'm going to go home and join Calvin's dad's law firm. I'm going to pound all the little law clerks all the way to the top until I'm running the place in expensive suits and cars. Who knows, maybe I can build this body up and have the proper build for the power top I am.
Yeah, I was catfished, but Calvin Mantly is a whole new man.
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Update
Hey guys! I would like to apologize for the delay in posting, I'm in the hospital (again) due to my heart condition. I might not be able to post any story for a while but I'm still here lurking (I still have my mobile lol).
Maybe this is also the reason I'm a fan of body swapping, due to my terrible health. haha, I wish I could swap bodies with a healthy muscular dude.
Anyway, thank you for your continuous support, I appreciate y'all
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Change of Outlook
Drew wasn’t looking forward to his next flight, New York–JFK to LA. These cross-country flights were always so tiring. To make matters worse, the flight was oversold and 2-hours delayed. No doubt the passengers were going to be extra bitchy.
There were a few guys sitting in front of Drew on the train, it was fairly obvious that they were a group of young military guys with their high and tight haircuts, freshly shaven faces, and military-style backpacks. Drew listened in on their conversation, gathering that they were returning from leave on a beach somewhere and heading back to base. He admired how their arms stretched the sleeves of their tees, the shoulders exposed by the one wearing a tank, and the young, thick chests each had. He closed his eyes imaging them shirtless on the beach, thinking of how we would have loved feeling up a body like that. Drew was brought out of his daydreaming as the train stopped and they got off at the stop before him, the train continued on to the next terminal. As the train slowed at his stop, Drew noticed one of the guys had dropped a military insignia pin on the seat, he shrugged and pocketed it on his way out of the train.
As the flight attendant expected, boarding his flight was dreadful. Drew smiled as he was cursed out twice, grimaced at the carried infant screaming in his ear that left an odor of a full diaper in the aisle as the mother walked by, and Drew bit his tongue as a buzzed, middle-aged lady slapped his ass while he was walking back to his seat from his safety demo. Falling back in his seat, he thought back to the military guys. He grew a little hard as he thought of how the young guys were so hot and seemed so carefree! Drew started to buckle in to his seat, as he tightened his lap belt the pin he threw in his pocket poked into his thigh causing a small sting, he shifted to relieve the pressure.
Drew heard the engines wind up as the plane sped down the runway, he noticed a strange sensation in his thighs. He looked down and could swear that his thighs were stretching his pants tighter. As the tingling moved down his legs and up his torso he blurted out “huh?” The nose lifted up for take-off and Drew felt his leg, it definitely felt firmer. The sensation turned more erotic as it rushed over his body, he looked at his arm as his arm hair thinned, creating a smother look.
The plane started to shake, Drew reached for his forearm and felt the near hairless arm becoming firmer, Drew felt a vein pop up and begin snaking up his arm. He moved his hand up to his bicep that was quickly ballooning inside his shirt. “What the fuck, man?!” His hand moved to his expanding, heaving chest, “what the…?!” Drew felt a sucking sensation on his face as his beard retreated into his face. He looks around, “What’s going…” just then the plane shakes hard and his head thrusts back against the bulkhead causing him to blink hard.
As Drew opens his eyes again he’s standing up in a locker room. He looks around and walks forward, hearing the thick clunk of boots hitting the floor. Drew looks down to see military boots and trousers covering his body, and a green shirt plastered on his torso. He sees a meaty chest rising and falling as he breathes in and out. Drew moved to the mirror and sees a very different reflection startling him. He fishes out his phone from his pocket for a picture to confirm what he’s seeing.
Drew felt his shaved, strong jaw and traced the tattoo on his arm. “Dude! This fuckin’ isn’t…” He cleared his throat and tried to say something different, “Fuck, bro, I can’t…” Drew shook his head and noticed how thick his neck looked. His eyes wandered to his chest and he smirked, thinking about what was underneath his shirt. Drew threw off his tee to reveal thick, tatted pecs. A haze started to cover Drew’s mind and his smirk turned into a cocky sneer as he brought his hands behind his head.
Drew heard a voice come up from behind him, “Nice, bro! The chicks at the bar don’t stand a chance tonight!” Drew scoffed and started to turn around “Dude, you know I’m…” he stopped, the guy in the tank being the same from the train. He looked different, though. There wasn’t any lust as Drew looked at him, he just looked like his wingman. Drew chuckled, “…you know I won’t be alone tonight, bro!” His buddy laughed, “Come on, Davis! Still gotta get through the day before you make tonight your bitch!” The man walked back to a locker as Drew did the same.
Dressing in the uniform in his locker, Drew felt a new confidence filling him. He felt invincible and like a complete alpha in the locker room. Reaching in his pocket he pulled out the pin he had threw in earlier, Drew placed it onto his cover. He made his way back to the mirror to snap a quick picture. Drew smirked, thinking of the girls he could fuck that night. “Fuck, man! Let’s do this!”
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LIKE MY BROTHER
"What the hell did you do to me?" I asked, staring into the mirror at some skinny dude dressed up like he was going to some kind of reenactment shit.
"I gave you what you wished for," the genie said, crossing his arms and about to zap out.
"Wait, this is not . . . I wished that I was a Marine like my brother. This is not that."
"No, no . . . you said you wished you were a Marine and now you are. You're just a Marine in 1776, and a quite handsome one at that. Corporal William Daughtry is very popular with his commanding officer."
"What does that mean?"
"Why don't you look over at that handsome soldier across camp. The one with the piercing eyes and muscular everything." The genie nodded across the camp, tents lining muddy ravines as other guys like me, I guess, were congregating. Then I saw the chap the genie was speaking of. He was dashing.
"Why, he looks most dapper," I said, catching myself as my accent shifted into something not quite American. "What? I'm British? I'm not even American? What have you done, and..." My eyes wandered over the solider, and I swallowed hard as he looked at me with a hungry smile and reach for his crotch, rubbing it as he licked his lips. I was immediately hard. "Well, shite. I'm a fancy, aren't I?"
"You are quite fancy," the genie smiled. "Glad I could make all your wishes come true. I'll come back and check on you in a few weeks or months. Who knows? Enjoy!" He winked before disappearing in a cloud of green smoke as the soldier from across the way approaching.
"Good day, Corporal Daughtry," he said, smiling as I got even harder. Fuck, I wanted his beautiful British cock inside me so bad.
"Doing quite well, Sir. Is there anything I can do for you today, Sir?" I reached for my own crotch and winked at him.
"I do have some maps that need attendance in my tent."
"Is that an order, Sir?" I asked, my accent almost feeling natural to me now.
"It is."
"Of course, Sir. Quite happy to oblige, as always." I followed my commanding officer to his tent and five minutes later, I was bent over his desk taking him deep, following orders like the proper Marine I was.
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Big Change In My Life
I've been on this business trip for 2 weeks. I never like traveling that much. Matter of fact I don't like the company I work for. I'm looking for a change for some time.
Matter of fact i've been looking for the right change for a long time too.
Finally, somebody at the company slipped up and made things work out perfectly for me. I was staying at this cheap motel. This place sounded nice, one by the name.
You only plus was. There was a bar next door. Not sure. Normal run of the mill sports bat. But a gay bar.
I didn't mind going in there. There was so much to look at I like people watching.
Every time I travel I bring this emergency kit with me. A case Mr. Right ever came into my life. I don't mean relationship. I mean the right guy that I wanna be.
I want to be young again. I feel like my life has passed me by. Not crazy young but younger. Being some totally opposite of what I am now.
I went next door loke the last few days but today I came prepared. It was now friday. Everyone sure will be out. And I wanted a good spot where I could view the crowd.
The nicest thing is entertainment. Guys who stand up on a stage and take their clothes off to the music showing off their beautiful bodies. It was a nice variety. A nice mixture of ages of men to look at.
That's when I spotted him. A gentleman up on stage and I mean gentlemen. He has a gorgeous body. Muscular physique. And somewhat of an innocent face.
With some facial hair. He waring a black cowboy hat with black boots to match. He is now only wearing nothing but a cute pair of briefs.
Some people don't know there's a rule. Some guys are gay.Some guys are straight passing for gay. They're just doing it for the money. So I made sure this guy saw how much money I had on me. 20s, 50's 100's.
I made sure you saw the money I was carrying. Fan out of my wallet. Sure enough, every time he walked around the room.He made sure he stopped by and visited me. I found out he was also staying at the hotel next door. Actually, right across the hall from me
I asked him what it would cost to have a private show tonight. Just him and me. In my room. Him going all the way. He set an amount for the night. I had it. Plus, there are a lot more were that came from. It definitely got his attention.
So throughout the night he made sure he kept stopping by to visit me. And I always had a shot on the table waiting. He seem to be enjoying my company as much as I was enjoying his. We the money was there.
If he only knew I was drugging him slowly. I was getting him ready for my next adventure. The boy had it. And this country boy seemed to come across perfectly.
It was around 2 in the morning when we got back to my room. He is all nicely dressed for now. The way the clothes fit on his muscular frame.
And like any other guy there's was a following for him. He take a picture of himself.
The drugs are starting to take effect on him. But he didn't seem to notice.
He brought a few outfits for him. But I just said put on the black hat boots and underwear. He did a little song and dance and got himself down to his underwear. And he got me out of my suit.
I poured him a drink. With the final drug in it to get this process going. To him he'd probably just felt tired from the nights performing.
For me that's getting them ready for the taking. Me looking at i'm checking them out knowing all that will be mine soon.
We started getting really personal. Soon there were no clothes at all. He says he usually doesn't go this far with a customer and but there was something about me. Yeah I drugged you.
At one point he just laid back on the bed. Laying there completely naked. He probably thinks he's resting. But I know a big change is about to begin.
He's about to become me and i'm about to become him. He felt weak and tired. Which was really no problem. I want him to be that way.
What's this young male stripper?Cowboy didn't know as I was about to drain him of everything that made him him and make it me. Then I would turn him into me.
Sucking on the nipples it is chest. Draining the juices as a pour out of his pectorial muscles. He's too tired of the notice that his body was getting smaller as I drank. He didn't even notice. He didn't notice I was draining him of every ounce of his essence. I
Hus muscular chest had fallen so much in size. It was almost the size of my own if not smaller. My body started growing in size. The hair and his body started to fade and growing on mine.
I told him they lay back and relaxing had a long night. And I wasn't done with him. Is cock was swollen beyond belief. Long with his balls. I put my mouth over it. I gave his balls a squeeze. As soon as my lips touched him. He started releasing his load. The final step of taking everything that made him him.
I could feel as muscular physique fading away as mine was growing. I was feeling younger by the minute. His dark hair started turning blonde. His facial hair was fading. He was turning into me almost. Cause I still had a release my essence into him.
At one point I had drained them completely dry of everything.
He was too weak to do anything but what I told him to do.
I position him on his side. And I placed my cock in his mouth. Forcing him to drink everything. As I released my old essence into his body. I think he's ever done this before. I'm sure he hasn't. As every drop of the old me went into his body.
I could see his body starting to transform. Just like my own. He was just too weak to do anything about it now. I'm sure we're both feeling the same thing. Are minds are spinning. Our muscles are expanding and contracting. Our bones are cracking as we take on the shape of the other person.
Our minds are spinning.As they're being rewritten of that of the other. My life was fading as it pass before his eyes becoming his own memories. Exchanging of knowledge and wisdom. Talents and abilities. I was feeling stronger as I was taking on his muscular physique. You can tell he shaved his body. His body hair started appearing all over mine. As his muscles rip through my body.
I laid back and rested as the process was completed. As the sun rose I got out of the bed. So much younger than I was. He physic was amazing. So being to put on his underwear. The cowboy hat and boots he was wearing.
Last night, I was looking at this body. Now it's mine. Along with everything that comes with it. This body and life was not mine. It felt I made the right choice. An adventure ahead.
As I changed into his clothes. I looked back at my old body, laying down the bed.
That is nothing compared to who I am now. I went over to the dresser and opened my old wallet. I pulled out all the money. That I promised him. I'm putting my jean packet.
I packed up the rest of the gear and started ahead out. I can't believe how much stuffy brought with him.
I swing past his hotel room and grab all hus things before I leave. I got another stop along the way. Most shows tonight.
All this is mine now. No more business suits and airplanes. More like a cowboy and his pickup truck.
I pulled away not even thinking about my pass life. I had better things to think about. I was a male dancer now. Taking college courses online. A lot more adventurous than my old self.
My favorite part was doing the personal shows in private homes.
And how much the businessman who hired me enjoyed my company. This is so different than the job I had been doing.
I pulled into my next step where I'd be performing. There's a young businessman already checking me out. I'm thinking wait till he sees me with my clothes off.
I thought I get my little entertainment. I went outside and took off my shirt. I know he was looking at me. I grabbed my sunglasses and my cowboy hat from the truck.
And I can do a little private show for him
I can tell you one thing , this cowboy stripper life is all better than that business I was living.
Talk about easy money. Travel, food, and gym.
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Quite the dadbod I've got now.
Timothy's voice deepened as it emerged from my dad's mouth. He flexed his new muscles with a grin, reveling in the feeling of power and strength.
"I needed this beard so bad," he purred, admiring his own body, "It's even softer than I thought it would be."
I couldn't believe what was happening. My friend had taken over my dad's body and seemed to be enjoying it way too much.
“Quite the dadbod I’ve got now, huh?” He playfully jiggled his belly and then moved his hands up to my dad’s furry pecs, giving them a playful squeeze while letting out a deep, lustful chuckle that sounded nothing like my father, “Oh man, I smell like him, too. Fuck yeah!”
He gave my dad’s pits a deep inhale and I watched as his boner began to throb through his gym shorts. He felt his hairline carefully and was thrilled at the thinning look my father had up top. This shit was turning him on.
“The mature look I always wanted,” he claimed it as his own, “What do you think, son? Don’t you think your old man's body looks good on me? Because it belongs to me now, and that means you’re my son and this is my house.”
He simply ignored my protests and strutted towards the master bedroom, shaking his ass and giving me a dismissive wink. His hands dove freely beneath the elastic waistband of my dad’s gym shorts, and his eyes went wide with delight. As much as I tried to deny it, I couldn't help but feel a pang of envy at the thought of my best friend getting intimate with my dad's beefy and hairy body all by himself.
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Not Himself
Cory has not been himself since the party last night. He was fine at the start of the party. He disappeared for over an hour. And now he seems different. Very different.
Like this morning, he said he had a stop to make before we go to the gym this morning.
I never seen you not wear a shirt when driving. Now look at him.
Where are we going?
We went into a wooded area. And stop. He lowered my window. He got the control locks on. I can't move the window or open my door.
Something doesn't seem right.
Why are we here. What's up with you. That's when it happened. A syringe went into my neck. I lost my strength. My head dropped.
I looked over, and there was a nerd standing outside the car. The one who injected me with this syringe.
Cory checked me. Perfect. You went down easier than this guy did last night.
My buddy. You?
Wait, what's happening? I can't even talk.
We"re just waiting for the drugs to take full effect.
Cory goes: You heard stories about jocks seeming different. Acting different. I'm sure you noticed it in me.
I swapped bodies with your roommate last night during the party. Well, I stole it from him. And soon my roommate will become you.
Kinda nerds revenge. You guys pick on us, you give us hard time. Embarrass us. We're getting even.
You seem ready. Let get out of veiw get this over with.
The two cars drove deeper into the woods.
They pulled me from he car. Stripping me naked. Then his friend stripped.
My best friend, now me.
What's he doing. Wait, stop. He drained me of my essence. My muscular physical is fade. Im feel so weak. Getting smaller by the second.
I can feel myself changing. And I see him turning into me. My hair, my face. My body.
My roommate saw this last night. As this guy who drugged him. Turned into him.
We saw our friends, threy also seem like they changed. Now I am joining them.
As he's draining me of everything I pass out.
I hear a little later footsteps going on around me.
I woke up and there he is.
He me He took everything from me. My body, my life. People will look at him and see me. People look at me and see him. A loser of a nerd.
Judging by what i've seen. By the time this is all over, I won't even remember I was a handsome buff, Jock.
I watched as he put my clothes on. Being helped by the guy who used to be my roommate before his body was stone last night.
He looks like me. He sounds like me. Even has my mannerisms.
Oh, he is coming over. Cory, or i should say. The guy who stole my roommate body and life, He hands the guy who's now has my body and face a Syringe. He's telling me I'll knock me out and when I wake up.I won't even remember who I was ever who I was but that I am who i'm now stuck as. I become a loser nerd.
Leave me naked on the ground. My clothes are tossed around.
As I black out from the last injection. I can feel my pass life fading away. I'm watching them hop into their sports car. As the 2 college jocks drive off.
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Last night me and my brother George had a huge argument. I said a few things. He said a few things. I said I wanted to be him. He said he wanted to be me. Then we went to bed. I had the best dream. I was travelling on across the coast. I had massive abs. Even though in real life im chubby. I never felt happier. But I also felt light.
The next morning, I wake up and notice I'm not in my bedroom. But I'm in George's bedroom. Odd, I think. Especially as George isn't in his room. I sit up in bed. Amazed on how I got in George's bedroom. Then I look down and I see I have abs. Big abs like George. I started to think that I was still dreaming. But I pinch myself. I'm not dreaming. So I open up my phone and see George's reflection.
I freak out. Then George barges in. Freaking out. We both eventually agree to pretend to be each other, until we either swap back or we have accepted our fate.
George's body is massive. His abs. His ass. His junk. George asked me to go to the gym regularly while I'm in his body. So I do. But before I go, I play with my new member in between my legs.
While I'm at the gym. I feel powerful. George's muscles can lift heavy weights.
After a month of being George. I decided to go on holiday. I can't not show off this body in the hot sun. The looks I got. Everyone was looking at me and thinking how hot I am. And I feel it.
After a few months of this. I still can't still get over how strong his body is.
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Free Ride
What really gets me is when Blake Thomas. He gets a four year scholarship because he has muscles. So is good at sports.
I got a 4.0 grade average, and I had to bust my butt to get into this school. He just has to hang out at a gym.
Then it turns out I have to tutor him. So he has a good great average.
Besides my own school work I have to help him with his. I feel like I do all the running around.He just goes to the gym. I don't even know if he pays attention when i'm tutoring him.
We're now in our seventh month. And I couldn't tell you.It's kinda hard to do my own stuff and have to deal with this guy.
I was working on a science project when another idea popped into my head. What would it be like to put my brains into his body. But to put my brains into his body I would have to take over his body.
I wonder if others students have pulled that off. I stayed up late one night. I was searching the science computer system of students projects over the years.
I found a file that was a locked. I don't know what made me think of it, but after a few errors. I got the password. It's an experiment where a person like me.Swipe bodies with a jock he that he was tutoring.
I downloaded this file into my computer.So I didn't have to worry about the password protection. It took a while to download all the data. And I spent half the night reading it.
I couldn't believe I could do that. All right here on campus. The first part sounded a little risky. But once I was in his body, it sounds like it was a phenomenal trip.
I was thinking I should try this on Blake. I put in much effort into him as I did myself. It would be easier if I was just Blake myself.
I was able to pull everything together. I got everything set up just in time. Blake was walking across campus. It was raining. Who knows where you found that umbrella.
Blake doesn't want to be seen? So he arrives at the rear door of my dorm. He calls me, and I have to go down and let him in.
I told him I'd go to the fraternity house. But he didn't want his brothers to know. He's been tutored all year long. 7 months so far.
Considering I'm in most of Blake's classes.I don't know why nobody's figured it out.
I had everything set up. My books were all laid out and the computer was fired up.
I call to have a pizza delivered along with a few cans of Coke
We're happy.We were halfway through our tutoring session when the food got delivered. I told him to keep reading and going over what I just taught him. And I'll get everything set up.
I opened hus coke . And I added the formula to it. What was nice was that it didn't have its own taste so I didn't have to worry about it. It was manly to get him off his feet and get him into my control.
As we're eating and drinking.I'm going over things.On the computer screen. But my eyes were more on him as he was downing that coke.
Within a half an hour he was completely under my power. He was just setting there with his blank look on his face.
I turned everything off. And got him undressed. I poured next formula down his throat. I was rubbing his neck to make sure it all went down.
I had to drink a formula myself. Now we wait for it to take effect.
I started stripping off most of my clothes.
I went over and checked that Blake and he felt soft to the touch. Is firm pecs were now soft and juicy. His cock is probably more swollen than it ever has. Along with this ball sack.
Mine was having the same effect.
He seemed to follow my lead. As I lay him down on the bed side ways.
I put us both in the 69 position. Because of our size difference it was a little tricky. But as soon as my cock hit his mouth he started sucking like it was a straw and a thick milkshake. As I went down on him. He started releasing his load into me. I could feel an energy search as it was taking over my body. It was weird.I swear my body was getting Biggers.His was getting smaller. My mind was spinning like crazy.
The pulsing and twitching of my body. My muscles expanding and contracting. I swear I heard bones cracking as I grew in size. I had to keep reposition in myself. As Blake was getting smaller. And I was growing.
Eventually both of us were drained dry into the other person. As our old essence takes over the body.
I felt weird but fantastic at the same time. I had to lay back for a little bit next to him.
I must have blacked out. When I woke up it was about two hours later. I felt amazing. I had Blake's body. But more I had his memories. What little knowledge he had. His talents and his mannerisms were also mine.
I looked over at him and he was now me.
I got him cleaned up slipped on my old underwear and socks and dragged them off the bed and leaned them against the wall. I was kind of laughing inside seeing him now trapped inside my body. That blank look on his face. I wanted to believe it now that I stole his body. His life is now mine.
I then got myself cleaned up. And I put on his clothes. I felt fantastic as I was cleaning up the room. Putting his stuff in his backpack. And getting the room cleaned up.
I dumped out the remaining coke that I drugged. I packaged up the pizza to go.
Everything looks nice and clean now. I went over and grabbed my old body and threw it on the bed. It was like nothing it was so lighten. Since I had Blake's muscles now.
I deleted the file for the muscle swap off the computer. I grabbed B lake stuff and headed out.
It's been a few days now. And I feel fantastic. Everyone thinks i'm him. The good-looking rich jock boy.
It's amazing this body so awesome. Not counting the wardrobe.I never really seem wearing. He's always in a letterman jacket in a jersey. Since I kept my own IQ. I had no need to see a tutor.
I didn't even stay in contact with my old self for tutoring sessions.I just stopped cold that night.I walked out.
It's now april and the pools open. There are some warm days in the pool is heated. And I can't stop enjoying showing off this amazing body.
Blake is now on the dean's list. That counting one of the schools stars athletes.
I don't even feel bad about this.I think it's right. I've been helping them this whole time with nothing in return. All the years I spent looking at books and I still had to pay my way through school and he just went to the gym. And got a four year's scholarship as he can play sports. Apart, I don't understand.
He only played football. That's all over now, and he I got nothing but a free ride.
So I only think it's fair for all my hard work that I get this in return.
All this and brains, too. I think I get the better and the deal besides the four years scholarship.
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