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Power and Authority

(A gift for @authoroffantasies ❤️)

Just before this story begin I want to take a moment to say how proud I am of this story in particular. It started as a just fun story experimenting with a few AI images for a friend and somehow turned it into something even more fun and amazing along the way! It’s a long one but I hope you all stick around to give it a read because I think it’s one of my favourite stories yet! - Wavell

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Jason sighed as he lent back in his office chair. He couldn’t help looking at the work he’d done with a feeling of dissatisfaction and pointlessness. Like it wouldn’t matter if he completed the task he was given with exceptional speed and quality or if his work was average at best. It didn’t feel as though it made a difference anymore as no matter what he did, he never seemed to go anywhere. No matter how well he worked or how much he contributed, he never seemed to move up the ranks in the workplace.

Was it because he hadn’t done something so groundbreaking that it shook the foundation of the workplace? Was it because he didn’t work ridiculous overtime at the office? Was it because he simply looked like your average Joe and not one of those stupidly hot guys he’d seen getting promotions who looked as though they’d been ripped right out of a modelling magazine?

All his life Jason believed that if he just worked hard at his job then he’d slowly rise up the ranks and eventually would maybe even gain some notoriety and authority. As someone who’d always been forced to follow the commands of others, it’d always been a deep seated desire for Jason that one day he would gain that kind of power. The kind of power that would demand attention and respect from his subordinates who would do anything he asked without question. The kind of power that would have people looking up at him as a shining symbol of success. The kind of power that would no doubt make him filthy rich with his employees throwing themselves at his feet and begging for just a small slice of his success up at the top.

He shook his head. At this point a life like that seemed like nothing more than a fantasy. He’d worked his ass off for years now and all it’d gotten him was a slightly above average paying job. Now he was in his thirties with a bit of a belly starting to form and it didn’t look as though he’d be going anywhere fast. If he was lucky he’d maybe get another half decent promotion by the time he was forty…

Jason turned his head to look at a portrait across the office. It was a massive portrait which was impossible to miss and it was of none other than the big man himself. The CEO of the company who of course stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid that Jason had once longed to ascend. He was an older gentleman with a distinguished look that radiated confidence and authority. His silver hair was perfectly styled and matched with a thick well groomed beard that framed his face, both of which looked equally as immaculate in person. And then there were those eyes. Such a bright and dazzling blue colour that made it feel as though he could see right into your soul. To top it all off the portrait perfectly captured his stern expression, one which he wore almost exclusively. Below the portrait itself the frame read ‘Robert Jefferson’. That was him. The big boss of it all around here.

As he was rather low in the rankings Jason had hardly ever seen Mr Jefferson in person but he knew from the few times he had seen the man, big boss was certainly the best way to describe him in more ways than one. Not only was he the top man around here but he was also known for being a rather portly man as well. Being the CEO of the company meant Mr Jefferson was a very busy man, usually sat in his luxurious office doing paperwork meaning he didn’t get a whole lot of free time and it showed. He’d gone up many suit sizes over the years as the big boss himself got only even bigger, packing on the pounds with how much time he spent sitting in his office. Despite that his growing size didn’t do a thing to knock the man’s confidence, if anything it boosted it! Mr Jefferson had always been on the slightly shorter end of the scale height wise so getting a little wider and fatter in a way gave him that bit extra he needed to make up for it. And slowly but surely a huge belly would start to form which would soon become impossible to miss as it continued to stretch out his shirts and waistcoats no matter how many times he went up a size. He even stopped bothering to do up the buttons on his suit jacket after a while. A suit jacket that of course would almost always match whatever right pair of suit pants he was wearing, no doubt clinging tight to his thick legs and fat butt. Not to mention those always shining Italian leather dress shoes he wore with style. Lord only knows how many pairs like that he owned.

On the few occasions Jason had seen the man in person, he had mixed feelings. On one hand he was practically green with envy. Jefferson had literally everything Jason ever wanted. Power, status, authority, respect, money… the list goes on. That man was living his dream! It was infuriating! Yet at the same time he couldn’t bring himself to be truly angry about it because he kinda had a thing for big ol Robert Jefferson at the same time. Jason had always thought larger, well dressed men of a mature age were extremely attractive and the fact that he embodied everything Jason desired to be only made him seem hotter. He was practically Jason’s walking wet dream at this point!

The average looking 30 year old found himself groping his bulge through his pants as he continued to stare at the portrait of his boss from across the room, wishing he could’ve had all that. Maybe in another world, another lifetime, that could’ve been him. All the way at the top of the food chain.

“He seems like a rather excellent man doesn’t he?” Said a sudden voice which almost gave Jason a heart attack.

“W-what!? I wasn’t-I was just-…” Jason scrambled for words as he feared he’d just been caught touching himself inappropriately while staring at a picture of the CEO of all people. Spinning around in his chair he found himself face to face with yet another admittedly very handsome man. One that seemed to be older than himself judging by the salt and pepper hair. Though looking at his attire he didn’t seem as though he worked here? His clothes were fancy for sure but also tasteful in a way that he didn’t think anyone who worked on this floor would bother with.

“Don’t worry. I’m not here to report you.” The man reassured, emailing confidently. “I can certainly see how a man like that would ignite a little something in you… you’ve jerked off to him quite a few times as well haven't you.” It wasn’t even a question. It was as if this man were stating a fact. And by the embarrassed look that crossed Jason’s face, it didn’t seem as though he were wrong. “Hey there’s no need to feel shy. I get it. A handsome powerful man like that? I’m sure there’s many others working in this office that feel the exact same as you, whether they’d admit it or not.” He claimed. “I’m Christopher Wavell by the way. But you can just call me Wavell.” He outstretched a friendly hand towards Jason.

With a moment of hesitation and uncertainty, Jason cautiously took the mysterious man’s hand. “I’m… Jason.”

Wavell gave Jason’s hand a hearty shake. “It’s nice to meet you Jason.” He said kindly while pumping his persuasive aura into the air around them. “Now, if I may ask, could you tell me what it is exactly about Mr Jefferson that pulls you towards him?”

“I’m jealous.” It was that simple. “He has everything I’ve ever dreamed of having. Being the head of a huge company. Having so much authority over the people around him. Owning a huge house and a fancy car. Owning all those incredible suits which he buys with he practically endless supply of money. And he’s just… so fucking hot…” Jason’s crotch bulged a little once again as he listed off all those things. “I just wish I could’ve had a life like that… but I guess not everyone is that lucky.”

“You’re right. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a life like that.” Wavell agreed. “But what if I told you that I could make you one of those lucky few.”

Jason looked up at Wavell, eyes full of confusion. “W-what do you mean? How?”

The mysterious stranger didn’t answer. Instead he simply placed a hand on Jason’s head and before Jason could even ask what Wavell was doing, a surge of powerful energy rushed through his body. Imbuing Jason with an incredible power he was not at all familiar with.

“What the hell was that!? What did you do!!?” Jason screamed, almost falling off his chair.

“I granted you a tiny bit of my power. More precisely I’ve placed a spell on your body that’ll allow you to steal the life and body of anyone who’s shoes you wear. However it’s a one time only spell so I suggest you choose carefully.” Wavell explained though he already had a hunch on who he expected Jason to go for.

Of course to Jason this sounded like crazy talk. There was no way something like that was possible right. Yet for some reason, there was something about this Wavell guy that just made him feel so… trustworthy. “But… How the hell am I supposed to steal someone’s shoes? I can’t break into someone’s home and I don’t think I’ll get very far trying to pull them off someone’s feet.” He pondered.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already got you covered.” Wavell reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked to be a necklace with a gorgeous looking pendant that hung from its golden chain. The pendant was only small but shone a beautiful violet colour that immediately caught Jason’s eye. “This right here is infused with a fraction of my own power. Wearing it won’t allow you to do all the same things I do however it will grant you an ability that I naturally possess. As long as you have the pendant hanging around your neck, everyone around you will be forced to bend to your will. To do exactly as you say. To agree to everything you want them to. No ifs, ands or buts. They just won’t be able to help it. Kind of like you right now.” Wavell graciously offered the necklace forward. “Here. Take it.”

Jason hesitantly reached out and took the necklace, looking down at it with awe. Was it really legit? What Wavell had said wasn’t exactly wrong. For some reason he had found himself just agreeing and going along with whatever Wavell told him. Could this necklace really have that much power?

“Now seeing as we both already have a pretty good idea as to who you wanna be, how about we take a little trip to the top floor? What do you say?” Wavell smirked.

Jason gulped before pulling the necklace over his head and allowing the pendant to rest softly on his chest. Ordinarily this would sound like an insane idea but being with Wavell made him feel like this could actually work! He glanced over at the portrait of Mr Jefferson again before clenching the pendant tight. “Yeah. To the top floor.” He said with determination.

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The building itself had a total of 51 floors. Jason usually worked on the 4th floor which already tells you all you need to know about his position in the company. To get to his target however, he’d need to ascend all the way up to floor 51. A task which would usually be impossible for a nobody like Jason but now he had a little something extra that would help him get there.

There were multiple elevators in the building but there was only one that went all the way up to the top floor. However that elevator had some heavy security that would normally be impossible to get past unless you had express permission from the big man himself. But with a little magic now on his side, that wasn’t going to stop Jason.

If you weren’t logged into the system as someone with a fingerprint ID, the only way to access the main elevator was with a temporary pass which would be impossible for Jason to get under normal circumstances. But today wasn’t a normal day. Jason made his way downstairs with Wavell following curiously behind him until they reached the front desk. Once there he simply told the receptionist that he had a very important appointment with Mr Jefferson and that she needed to fetch him a pass right away, not noticing the pendant glow slightly as he asked. And surprisingly enough she did exactly that with no questions asked. Going into the back for a moment before re-emerging moments later with an elevator pass in hand. Jason thanked her, trying to keep his excitement hidden as he realised everything Wavell told him was actually real! Before long both Jason and Wavell found themselves stood in the ornate elevator together, smiling deviously at each other as the doors closed.

“Wait… I just realised something.” Jason turned to Wavell after pressing the floor 51 button. “If you have the same powers as this necklace then why did you give it to me in the first place? Couldn’t you have just gotten us to the top floor?”

Wavell chuckled a little. “Of course. But once this is all done and finished I’m not gonna be by your side anymore. Not for long anyway. But with that necklace you won’t need me to be. You’ll be able to effortlessly assert your dominance over anyone you please all by yourself.” He said, giving Jason a pat on the shoulder.

“Hold on. You mean I get to keep this thing? Forever??” Jason reached down and grabbed the pendant hanging around his neck, thinking of all the potential he had with this thing

“Of course. A gift from me to you.”

Jason’s excitement shot even higher now as he watched the elevator numbers go up. He was just your average dude until now. Was meeting with this magical stranger like a way of the universe rewarding him for all of his hard work over the years? Either way he couldn't help being thankful beyond words as finally the elevator rang, reaching the 51st floor.

Immediately the two were met by a pair of bodyguards who were quick to ask why they wanted to see Mr Jefferson. Jason smirked as he looked the two men up and down. Both were extremely tall and practically bursting out of their suits with muscle. One was bald with an almost Viking-like beard that was thick and imposing while also well maintained. The other had short ginger hair with stubble that coated his sharp jawline. Needless to say, both guards were absolute hunks. For a moment Jason thought about the power Wavell had given to him. He could use the Pendant and force one of these men to give him their shoes instead. He could become a massive muscle stud with a very high paying job… but even then he wouldn’t be at the top.

“Move aside gentlemen. Your new boss is coming through.” Jason stated confidently, now knowing for sure that his little gift really does work.

“Y-yes sir?” Both guards say in unison, confused as to why they were obeying this random nobody, before stepping aside. Allowing Jason and Wavell to pass.

The pair walked directly through the lobby area of the 51st floor and straight up to huge embellished double doors at the far end. Doors Jason had never imagined he’d get the privilege to stand before. And yet here he was. Ready to take exactly what he was owed.

With a deep breath and a reassuring look from Wavell, Jason grabbed one of the fancy handles and opened the door. What he saw was an office that was nothing short of magnificent. It was massive for a start, seeing as it took up over two thirds of the floor. It had a completely different vibe to the rest of the building with expensive wood panelled walls which were lined with all sorts of paintings. One of which was of Mr Jefferson himself. Along with them there were also plenty of certificate plaques hung around to show off the bosses many achievements. Not to mention the shelves worth of trophies and antiques. To add some extra green into the room, there were also a few plants scattered around, looking very kept. The floor was made of a similar wood to walls that would make the most satisfying tapping sound if you were to walk across it in dress shoes. That is unless you were to step on the fur carpet to the left side of the room which housed a glass coffee table and curved two black leather couches around it. There was just so much to say about it that Jason couldn’t comprehend it all at once!

“Oi!” A deep rumbling voice came from across the office. “Who are you? I don’t have any appointments today. Who let you two in here!” Of course it was none other than Robert Jefferson himself, who sat behind his giant mahogany desk with a scowl on his face after the sudden intrusion. Jason couldn’t help but notice the massive full wall window behind Mr Jefferson as it let in tons of natural light while also giving a beautiful view of the bustling city below.

“We let ourselves in sir.” Jason replied in a somewhat snide tone. “Because this office along with this entire company is about to belong to me.” He added confidently, taking a few steps closer to the desk across the room.

For a moment Mr Jefferson sat frozen in mix of confusion and bewilderment at the statement this random employee of his had just made. That is until he burst out laughing! “Okay okay… I have no idea how you managed to get up here but that was a funny joke.” He was practically wheezing at the very sudden and bold claim. It was almost strange. Whether it be in person or online, Jason had never seen Mr Jefferson laugh beyond just a small chuckle. “But in all seriousness I have work to do. Now if you wouldn’t mind, kindly leave my office so I may continue to work in peace.” He asked as his expression gradually returned to usual stern look.

“Sorry sir but I’m not going anywhere.” Jason stated. “You on the other hand are going get your ass up off my chair and march your way over here for me.” Such a statement that under normal circumstances would almost certainly get him fired but Jason had faith in his new friend as the pendant subtly glowed once again…

Of course Jefferson’s first thought was to call security to get these two clowns out of his sight but instead of reaching for the security buzzer, he instead found himself pushing back his chair and getting up off his ass just as Jason had told him to. He had no idea why he was doing it but the next thing he knew, Jefferson was walking around his desk before making his way over towards the two men. “What?… why did I…” The cogs in his brain slowly turned as he stood at attention before Jason, puzzled as to why he’d actually done what this random nobody had told him to do.

“Good job sir. Already learning your place.” Jason was definitely letting his new ability go to his head a bit. As his eyes glazed over the once big and scary CEO now stood helplessly before him, he couldn’t help imagining all the hot and embarrassing things he could get the big boss to do. “Do a dance for me.” He ordered.

Ordinarily Mr Jefferson would’ve been outraged at such a request being made in his own office. And yet as soon as the order was issued, the CEO began dancing around his office in a hilarious display. Jumping and twirling around in his expensive suit while showing how surprisingly well his portly body can move as his thick belly jiggled against his waistcoat. It was a sight Jason could never have imagined he’d get to see from the manly boss he’d always admired but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying every second.

As much as he loved seeing Mr Jefferson embarrass himself in such a hot fashion, Jason thought of something even better as a devilish smirk crossed his lips. “Now get back over here and twerk for me.” He demanded

In an instant Jefferson stopped his little dance performance before marching back over towards Jason and turning around. He bent down slightly and arched his back before pulling up his suit jacket a little and what Jason saw blew him away. He watched with wide eyes as his boss began shaking his huge ass. To see that the older man was capable of throwing it back like that forced Jason’s already semi-hard cock up to full mast in an instant. Wavell, who’d gotten himself settled on one of the black couches, couldn’t help sniggering a little as he watched the hot scene before him play out. “God… I can’t wait for that ass to be mine.” Jason mumbled before winding up and giving Jefferson’s ass a hearty smack!

“W-whoa… What the FUCK AM I DOING!?” Mr Jefferson roared as the smacking of his sizeable rear must’ve brought him back to reality. “I don't know what’s going on but you two need to get the fuck out of my office! NOW!” He demanded, his face having gone beet red at the realisation of what he’d just been doing for these men.

Jason only laughed at the rich older man’s demands, frustrating Jefferson even further. However before the CEO had a chance to say anything more, Jason made his own demand. “Yeah we’re not going anywhere so instead how about you just do as I say and take off those nice shiny brown shoes for me.” The words rang through Jefferson’s mind. Even if he didn’t want to obey this man, his body just couldn’t help itself. Before he knew it he was bending down past a large stomach and untying his laces before slipping out of his fancy dress shoes. Jason did the same, taking off his cheap work shoes and picking them up.

“Now. Give me those lovely looking shoes and I’ll give you mine.” Jason grinned. Jefferson, as expected, did as he was told and offered his shoes to Jason who was quick to snatch them up before shoving his old ones into the boss’ hands. He looked down at the pristine leather oxfords with an almost maniacal look on his face before glancing over at Wavell of whom gave him an affirmative nod. This was it. All of his wishes were about to become a reality.

“Now. I want you to put on my shoes while I slip into yours. After that, if what my friend says is true, then something truly magical is going to happen.” The thrill of what was to come was written all over Jason’s face as he spoke those words, watching as once again Jefferson followed his order and began pulling on the cheap shoes. Then, after a deep breath, Jason bent down and began putting on his boss’ shoes, sliding his feet inside them and immediately feeling the difference in the luxury material used for them. From soft, inviting soles to the snug Italian leather that would no doubt fit even more perfectly in a few moments. He made sure to tie the laces back up again before standing back up straight. He looked over at Mr Jefferson. Eyes scanning over every inch of his thick mature body under that suit while wearing a mismatched pair of cheap office shoes. “All mine…” he murmured to himself.

There was a short moment of silence before a gust of magical energy crackled to life around them. Waves of pure magic flowing through the air, creating a glowing purple vortex around their bodies that slowly began to lift both Jason and Mr Jefferson up off the ground until they were helplessly floating before one another.

“What’s… happening!?” Jefferson is just about able to say through the chaos with fear in his eyes.

Jason was quick to respond. “I’m taking everything I deserve! Everything you have. Everything you are. It’s all gonna be mine!!!” He shouted back in an almost crazed manner just as the spell began to do its work…

Both men let out startled grunts as their feet began to change, reshaping themselves to fit their new footwear until Jason’s feet now fit perfectly inside his boss’ expensive shoes. Like they always meant for him. Simultaneously Jason’s hands grew thicker and more weathered, implying decades worth of hard work. Looking over he could see that Jefferson’s hands had shrunk down to what his hands used to be. It really was happening.

After that Jason could feel the magic flowing over his arms and legs. Transformative energy flowing through his veins and quickly taking action. His legs shortened slightly, reducing Jason’s height down to about 5’10. Despite that however, his legs quickly began to chub out with fat, and a tiny bit of muscle, particularly around his thighs causing his jeans to become rather ill fitting. However, as his shorter legs plumped themselves up, his jeans started to undergo a transformation of their own. Starting at the bottom they began changing into a very familiar pair of grey suit pants more befitting if the fancy shoes Jason was now wearing. They were becoming Jefferson’s suit pants! And while all this was going on Jason’s arms received a similar treatment as they too became slightly shorter but made up for it by packing on some decent fat. All the while his cheap white shirt followed the same sample his jeans were setting as the sleeves began morphing into that of a much more luxurious dress shirt with the sleeves of a suit jacket beginning to materialise over it.

Looking up again Jason saw how the opposite had been happening to his boss. Jefferson’s arms and legs had gotten longer and leaner while his overpriced suit was gradually morphing into the average office attire Jason had been wearing. “Yesss moreee! Give me more!! Make me Robert Jefferson!!” He shouted greedily.

At last Jefferson started to realise what was happening as he watched both Jason’s and his own body change. “No! Stop!! You can’t do this! Please!… Urghhhh…” The CEO grunted as he felt a strange rumbling in his stomach only to look down and see that it was… shrinking?

Immediately Jason’s new hands flew to his own stomach as he felt the same rumbling sensation. Then out of nowhere he let out a satisfying groan as his small belly began to inflate. Years of nothing but sitting on his ass doing paper work and business meetings while gorging himself on fancy meals everyday were swiftly fattening him up, causing his belly to expand like a balloon as the fat piled itself on while Jason’s body grew older. That fat soon began spreading itself out, causing his chest to grow two big bearish tits. The only way Jason could explain it was like he was suddenly being stuffed full of all kinds of fattening foods that were instantly processed to make him bigger. As if every ounce of fat from Jefferson’s body was being transfered over to him! Even his face started feeling chubbier and he loved it! All the while his hips and waist being forced to widen along with his ever growing belly. And one would think with all that extreme weight gain Jason’s clothes would’ve been ripped apart but in reality his clothes had done a good job keeping up with their own transformations. His new shirt having increased many many sizes to accommodate his growth while the grey suit jacket had now fully formed around him. Not to mention a fitted blue waistcoat had also wrapped itself around Jason’s stomach underneath the jacket along with a baby blue tie appearing around his neck to finish off the look. All clothes of which had been worn by Jefferson mere moments ago.

Speaking of Jefferson, he was now looking rather lean compared to before. His jacket, waistcoat and tie having disappeared completely in favour of a simple white shirt and nothing more. Not only that but he was starting to look much younger than he did before.

Back over to Jason, he was rubbing his giant belly through the waistcoat that held it in place as its expansion finally came to end. Leaving him with a massive gut that would lead most to believe he was quite the foodie. Some would be self conscious about having such a big belly but Jason relished in it, loving how large it made him feel. But the spell was far from over as Jason let out another grunt, feeling even more fat packing itself on in a different area. His ass. Without warning Jason’s once flat ass started inflating just like the rest of him had. His butt shook a little as it grew into two massive heavy globes that would jiggle with every step just as much as his new belly would. And of course as it grew, his new suit pants completed their journey up his legs and over his butt, leaving just enough space for his massive rear end to stretch out and not a trace of the $9 jeans left on his body.

By this point Jason was looking a hell of a lot more like Mr Jefferson than well… Mr Jefferson! Who as of right now looked both bewildered and terrified by the transformation taking place. Good news is, for Jason anyway, the switch was nearing its end. There were only a few things left un-transferred at this point but it wouldn’t stay that way for long.

Jefferson’s face filled with even greater despair as Jason’s eyes lit up with even more excitement than before as both of them felt exactly where the magic was moving next. Their crotches. And it didn’t take long for the warm feeling of transferal to begin down there. Right away Jason knew all of his assumptions about Jefferson dick size were correct as he felt his average dick starting to thicken just like the rest of him had. Gaining some extra length that pushed him up to about 8 or 9 inches while also packing on some extreme girth that was already creating a noticeable bulge in his expensive new suit pants. And to top it all off, his bulge grew even bigger when his balls expanded into giant bull balls, hanging lower and brimming with cum! All while a brown belt wrapped itself tightly around Jason’s waist to secure his larger dress pants. No wonder Jefferson was always so confident with a cock and balls like these swinging between his legs!

Well he did anyway as since Jason’s genitals had grown, Jefferson’s had of course shrunk down to much more modest size. A size that felt tiny to him after having lived his whole life with a monster like that in his pants. A monster that Jason now owned. But he had no time to cry about that because final change was already on its way!

Due to the aging of his body, Jason’s face had already changed a little. Gaining a few wrinkles along with plenty of silver hair yet he still looked like himself with some extra chub. But that was about to change as his facial features began twisting and contorting. One would think it’d be painful be really it felt more like his head was cramping in a way. The bone structure of his face reorganised itself to shrink or enlarge certain features. His nose for example grew more prominent while his eyes became more deep set than before. Speaking of his eyes their colour brightened to that of a piercing blue. And to finish things off a couple more wise wrinkles made themselves known as his lips plumped up while any trace of brown left in his hair was replaced by a mix of grey, silver and a snowy white.

With that their bodies were complete. Jason had become a perfect replica of the large and powerful CEO while Jefferson looked like the average employee Jason once was. However the vortex continued to spin around their floating bodies and that was because there was one last transfer needing to be made. The mental one.

By this point both of their new faces had already gone completely slack as the mental transferal began. All the memories and knowledge on how to run a huge company such as this were ripped out of Jefferson’s mind and implanted into Jason’s. Along with it personality traits such as Jefferson’s unwavering charisma, confidence and determination to push his company as far as it’ll go were all traits that were pulled from him and transferred right into Jason’s head. Quite literally everything Jason needed to become the new Robert Jefferson was being given to him all at once. Expanding his mind to an even greater level of intelligence. Only once all of that was finally transferred did the purple vortex finally begin to disperse.

Moments later the two men find themselves with their feet back on the ground as they come back around.

“Bravo! Now that was a wonderful performance!” Wavell clapped from across the room as the pair finally gathered their bearings.

Immediately Jefferson began to scream and panic as he found himself in the smaller, but slightly taller, body of the man who’d barged into his office! “How!? I-I… my body! It’s… it’s… How!? What did you do!?!?” He stumbled for worlds as his hands traced along his body in an almost terrified manner before looking back up at the other man whose body he now owned. “Y-y-you look… just like me!?”

An evil smile creepy across Jason’s stolen lips. “I think you’ll find that I look nothing like you.” He stated, already loving the deeper, husky tone to his new voice. “You’re just a skinny office boy wearing a cheap suit. I on the other hand am a distinguished older gentleman with a strong heavy body who built this company from the ground up.” He fixed his jacket a little before bringing his hands underneath his massive gut and giving it a hefty shake. “I am Robert Jefferson and we are nothing alike I’m afraid.” He added with a shit eating grin before giving his belly a big satisfying smack through his waistcoat.

“N-NO! PLEASE!” Jefferson screamed as he scrambled over towards Jason before grabbing onto his jacket. Looking into his own eyes now they were no longer his own almost made him wanna puke. “You can’t do this! That’s my body! This company is my legacy! You’re stealing MY life!” He begged, almost on the verge of tears as he clutched Jason’s suit.

“What do you think you’re doing!? Get your hands off me!” Jason shouted sternly. With the necklace being the only item of clothing that didn’t transfer as it was now tucked underneath Jason’s shirt, its power came to life yet again.

“S-sorry sir…” Jefferson stammered, immediately letting go and taking a few steps back. It was just like before. He didn’t want to obey but he felt as though he had to somehow.

Jason fixed himself up again. “I bet you don’t have a single clue how much a suit like this costs.” He taunted. “A whole lot more than someone on your salary can afford I’ll tell you that much.” He continued as he glared across at the meek looking man who was once so powerful now cowering before him. “Now how about you get down on your hands and knees when you’re in my presence. I am your boss after all, right?”

“Yes sir… you’re my boss.” Jefferson replied in a deflated tone as he dropped to his hands and knees just like he was told.

“Yes sir who?”

Jefferson didn’t want to say it but he knew exactly what the man who’d stolen his body wanted to hear. “Yes sir… Mr Jefferson.” He corrected, calling the imposter by his own name.

The new CEO smirked triumphantly. “That’s better.” He commented before raising one leg and placing one of his brown oxfords firmly on Jefferson’s back in a glorious display of his dominance. “Now if you don’t want me to fire your ass then I suggest you start kissing my shoe.” He added, pushing Jefferson even further down under his foot and forcing his face closer to the shoe that was still on the ground

With a truly defeated look, Jefferson did as he was ordered. Without a moment's hesitation he pressed his lips to the expensive leather of Jason’s shoe. Planting kisses along one of the very same shoes that’d been his not long ago. All the while his former body looked down at him past that big gut from above, watching with a satisfied look on his face as he groped at his fat bulge. Making sure he was being properly worshipped like he deserved to be.

“And don’t forget the sock.” Jason added as he tugged up one of pants legs a bit to reveal one of his new sheer socks underneath. Jefferson didn’t argue. Simply obeying and kissing along Jason’s ankle and lower calves as he worshipped the sock just the same as he had Jason’s expensive Oxford.

“Good. Now the other one.” Jason took his foot off Jefferson’s back but it was only a moment's relief for the weaker man as soon he was being pressed down again by the shoe he’d just been kissing. Knowing he had no other choice, he reluctantly continued to kiss the second shoe. Deep down he felt as though he should hate this. That he should be protesting against it with all his might. That he should be trying to take his body back! But the more he kissed his new boss’ shoes and socks… the more he started to enjoy it.

A good few minutes of worship later, Jason finally decided to have mercy. “Alright you little boot licker. That’s enough. Get up.” He barked in the deep baritone he loved so much while stroking his beard a little. Being released from under the powerful shoe that’d been holding him down, Jefferson quickly scrambled to his feet once again. Fixing himself up as best he could to look somewhat presentable in front of his boss. His will to fight against was Jason’s new authority swiftly fading.

“Now I suggest you get your ass outta my office and back downstairs where you belong.” He berated harshly. “Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll bring you back up here again some time to worship me and kiss my shoes again. I can tell just by looking into your eyes how much you’d love that. But in the meantime you’d better keep your head down and do your work like a good little bitch. You got that?”

“Of c-course Mr Jefferson… sir.” The former Jefferson could hardly look him in the eyes as he responded.

“Good. Now get out of here.” Jason motioned towards the door and Jefferson quickly scurried towards it, looking incredibly flustered. Meanwhile Jason couldn’t help letting a genuine smile spread across his face as he realised he’d done it. With the original Jefferson leaving the office with his tail between his legs, Jason had truly secured himself as the one and only Robert Jefferson!

“Now that was a display almost as spectacular as you stealing that body! Well done!” Wavell praised as he hopped up from the couch before sauntering his way over towards the new owner of the building they were currently standing in. “Forcing him onto his knees like that and making him kiss your shoes and socks was perfect! Though dare I say you might be enjoying all this new power a little bit too much.” Wavell laughed as he glanced down at the massive tent that’d formed in Jason’s grey suit pants and was bulging obscenely.

“Oh. Apologies Mr Wavell. It’s just… with this body. How big it is and… these incredible clothes and everything else that comes with it… I just can’t contain myself! This is truly incredible!” He ran his hands along the thickness of his large body once again. Every touch sending sparks of pleasure through his entire being which only made him hornier. “Please. If there’s anything I can do to repay you I’ll gladly oblige.”

Wavell smirked. “Oh I think I know exactly what I want in return.” He reached around Jason’s large waist until his hands finally rested upon the new CEO’s massive bubble ass. Wavell’s hands groping the fat cheeks greedily. He then leaned in before whispering “I want to be inside that.” before giving it one big squeeze.

The old Jason would have blushed very hard at such a bold move but now he was able to keep his composure. “Well Mr Wavell… I was planning on being a more dominant man from now on…” He claimed, stifling a groan as Wavell went to town on kneading those massive globes Jason now called an ass. “But… I suppose I could make an exception for you. As long as you promise to do me one last little thing afterwards.” Jason gave in to the warlock, not being able to ignore how good it felt to have his giant ass groped.

“It’s a deal.” Wavell confirmed before reaching down to Jason’s thighs and picking the massive man up off the floor! It was an incredible feat that Jason wouldn’t have thought possible. Sure Wavell looked to be very fit under those clothes but to be strong enough to pick up a man as big as Jason was now? Only then did Jason remember he was dealing with a normal man as Wavell’s eyes glowed the same purple as his magic, using said magic to increase his physical strength no doubt.

With little to no effort at all, Wavell carried Jason over towards one of two couches before allowing the pair of them to fall onto it. All the while kissing deeply, allowing their tongues to explore each other's mouths as their beards rubbed together. While they made out Wavell flicked his wrist to increase the size of the couch a little to accommodate them both properly. It was gonna need to be big if it was gonna handle what was coming next.

They rolled around in each other’s arms for a moment, totally absorbed into feeling up each other's bodies. Naturally they thought of getting undressed but they decided to make things a little kinky and keep their clothes on instead, loving how it felt to run their hands across one another’s body through their expensive clothing. Holding themselves close as they kissed with a hot passion, hands roaming and crotches rubbing together. Jason might’ve had an impressive cock now but Wavell’s was just as jaw droppingly huge judging by his own bulge.

But of course they already knew who was gonna be on top as soon enough Wavell was able to roll Jason over onto his stomach. Finally getting a good view of that giant ass he’d been hungering for as it was barely contained by those suit pants. Wavell made sure to give a good smack and jiggle through the pants while trying not to salivate at the recoil of it. What a gorgeous fat ass this man was now blessed to have and shake at will. “Don’t worry. I can fix these with a little magic later.” Wavell said seemingly out of nowhere.

“Fix what up?” Jason questioned but he soon got his answer when a loud ripping sound filled the room. Wavell had grabbed the back of Jason’s pants and without a second thought had ripped open a hole so he could get to that ass.

“Mmmm there we go…” Wavell murmured before plunging his face into the rip and between Jason’s colossal ass cheeks. “And a nice bit of fur too…” Wavell commented before ploughing his face in deep, on a mission to find that delicious hole he wanted to fuck so badly and it certainly didn’t take him long to find. Before they knew it Wavell was digging his tongue deep inside Jason’s hole and in doing so he made quite the discovery. “I can’t believe it.” Wavell said after coming up for air. “This hole is a virgin. The original owner of this ass never used it once! How can someone be born with an ass this beautiful and never put it to good use!? Not even one time!?!”

Jason shrugged. “That’s straight men for ya.” He joked a little before shaking his butt a little for the warlock. “Luckily I’m as gay as they come. Though in fairness I plan on being top from now on but as I said… you’re a special exception.” His ass continued to wave back and forth hypnotically until Wavell couldn’t stop himself from diving back in for more. Gorging himself on a huge serving of ass that Jason was happily offering up.

Lord only knows how long Wavell had his face sandwiched between those ass cheeks before he finally had the strength to pull away. All they knew for sure was that Jason's virgin hole was as ready as it was ever gonna be to take some fat dick. And that’s exactly what Wavell was serving. The warlock undid his zipper and reached into his pants before finally pulling out his thick veiny cock, already bucking with excitement and drooling precum from the tip.

The warlock couldn’t help using his big dick to tease Jason a little. Smacking his massive length against those cheeks he’d been enjoying so much before sliding it between them a little. Brushing over that sensitive hole a couple times which, judging by the muffled sounds Jason was making, was definitely setting off some unfulfilled desires of his new body. “Now. I think I’m ready to receive my thank you gift.” Wavell said as he lined his cock up with the hungry hole he’d prepared. He didn’t even give Jason a chance to respond before plunging his cock inside.

Suddenly the office with filled with loud groans. Luckily Wavell had soundproofed the room so they would be disturbed because otherwise they’d have had security busting in wanting to know what the hell was going on. And they’d certainly be surprised when they saw their boss getting his fat ass pounded by the big dicked warlock himself. But luckily they would have no such intrusion, leaving both Wavell and Jason to moan as loudly as they wanted. Something Jason certainly did. Partially because he loved hearing his new voice rumbling in pleasure but also because his hole was struggling against all hell to adjusted to Wavell’s giant member. In reality it would’ve been better starting off Jason’s now inexperienced hole with something a little smaller but that just wasn’t how Wavell rolled. After all his dick gave off so much pleasure to the recipient of it due to the magic it was imbued with that anyone he was fucking usually didn’t care about the pain. As was the case right now. Despite as much his hole was stretched, Jason couldn’t stop himself from begging Wavell to fuck him deeper and harder. Luckily for him, the warlock was willing enough to oblige.

The thunderous clapping of cheeks was almost loud enough to rival the groans. Wavell wasn’t holding anything back as he jackhammered himself inside Jason as per the portly man’s request. Jamming his cock as deep as he possibly could inside that hole before pulling back and doing it all over again. Balls swinging back and forth with every thrust as they were winding up to shoot another fat load like always. And Jason was ready for it. He wanted it. To be bred for the first time in his new body. He was practicing shouting at Wavell to just let go. To drain his balls completely inside him. And those pleas were music to the warlock's ears that he just couldn’t ignore.

A few minutes of powerful thrusting and ass slapping later and Wavell was just about ready to blow. He could feel it in his balls. “Oh fuck… get ready I’m GONNA-” before he could even finish his sentence, he let out a deep roar which would’ve been familiar to anyone who’d been lucky enough to have Wavell inside them before. It was a roar he only made when he orgasmed but Jason didn’t need to hear it to know that. He could feel the flood of cum filling up his insides, coating the inside of his ass with the warlocks seed.

Wavell pulled out a minute or so later, some of his cum squirting out of Jason’s hole as he did with how much he’d overfilled it. “Damn that was amazing! One of the best fucks I’ve gotta from a ‘client’ in a long time.” He praised while tucking his dick back into his pants. “Oh. I also have one last thing to give you before I forget.”

Jason turned to look at Wavell properly with a puzzled look. “What else could you possibly wanna give me?”

“Just wait.” Wavell smiled before gently placing a hand on Jason’s forehead. He concentrated for a moment. Focusing on a certain enchantment before flowing some of his magic inside of Jason’s body.

“Woah! What the hell was that!?” Jason remarked, feeling a surge of energy.

“I stopped your body clock.” Wavell responded nonchalantly. “Temporarily of course. For the next 50 years your body won’t age a day. It’ll stay in the exact condition it’s in right now for the entirety of that term. I thought that since you lost quite a few years of your life in that swap, you’d maybe want a little extra time to live and enjoy your new form.” He explained much to Jason’s astonishment. “And don’t worry, nobody around you will question why you’re not aging. They’ll all just think it’s normal so just roll with it.”

Jason stayed silent in shock for a moment before finally responding. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

Wavell stroked his chin for a moment. “Hmmmm… nope. Don’t think so.” He chirped humorously.

“God you are incredible… you wouldn’t happen to be single would you?” Jason tried his luck, still feeling Wavell’s cum dripping from his ass.

Wavell chuckled. “Sorry. Taken. I’ve got a boyfriend.”

“A boyfriend huh? And he doesn’t mind sleeping around with other men like me?” Jason asked, curious to know the answer.

“Nope. He knows exactly who I am and what I do. Sleeping with other men comes with the job. Sort of. Besides… whenever one of us sleeps with another guy, we make up for it by having sex for hours on end, constantly recharging ourselves over and over until we’re both finally satisfied.”

“That sounds hot.”

“It is hot.”

The two laugh before cuddling in each other’s arms again for a while, allowing the post sex glow to wash over them. That is until Jason decides to bring up their deal from before…

“Now. You promised you’d do one last thing for me…” Jason said with a devilish smirk.

———

Hours later, Robert was now sitting at his new desk going through some of the paperwork that the former Mr Jefferson had made a start on but didn’t get a chance to finish before being… demoted. It was some pretty important stuff though most of it seemed simple to him now. Like filling out this kind of paperwork was nothing more than second nature to him now. It only made sense considering he had decades worth of experience beamed into his head. But just the fact that he was now the one writing up all these papers and making decisions for the company made him feel beyond amazing. He’d finally achieved his life’s purpose. To be at the top of the pecking order. And now he was Mr Robert Jefferson, the man who answered to nobody but himself and ruled over his company with a fair iron fist. The man who everyone wished they could be. Who everyone aspired to be like. The man who everyone respected both when he was present and when he was not. Because how couldn’t they respect a man of such high status and authority? He might’ve had quite a bit of weight on his hefty frame but he carried that weight with such dignity that it only served to make him sexier. The way his ass and belly wobbled with every step he took was a now staple of who he was and why people considered themselves lucky whenever they got a chance to see him in person.

After finishing one pile of paper, Robert decided to take a quick break and with one of his deluxe cigars. He stuck the huge things in his mouth before grabbing a lighter and lighting up the cigar. He took a nice long drag before exhaling delicious smelling smoke. He hadn’t been much of a smoker in his former life but now that he was Robert he thought why the hell not. He had to play the part right? This was only the second one he’d had since taking this thick new body but he could already see why the old Robert loved these things.

“You’re doing a good job down there Mr Wavell.” Robert said as he lent back in his chair slightly to get a better look under his desk. Underneath was none other than Wavell himself, the powerful warlock who’d not long since fucked Robert’s ass to oblivion, now with his pants around his ankles and his ass in the air. Wavell’s hole of course being stuffed full with Robert’s thick daddy cock which was poking out through his zipper. Oh how the tables had turned. “Just try not to rock on it too much. Remember, you’re just my sexy cock warmer. I don’t plan on spilling my load inside you until the end of the day. Until then, your only purpose is to keep my cock warm and hard. Got that?” Robert’s new commanding tone really came through as he took another drag of his cigar.

All Wavell was able to get out was a muffled “Mmhmm…”. Most of the time Wavell was more of a dominant character in most situations but right now he found himself really enjoying the feeling of being used in such a way by Robert. Being treated like nothing more than a hot piece of daddy ass for Robert to keep his dick stuffed inside all day long while he works. Being so submissive like this for once just felt so damn incredible! Maybe he’d have to try it a little more often because right now being a good cock warmer for Robert was giving him far more joy than he’d anticipated.

Of course Wavell planned on returning to his boyfriend at some point soon but for now he could just enjoy the feeling of being stuffed completely! Eagerly awaiting the end of the work day when Robert was finally ready to give Wavell the fat load that was no doubt churning in those giant balls. But until then he was happy doing as he was told for once and staying under Robert’s desk as he thought of how he was going to tell all this to Dane when he got home.

Potential Epilogue in the future?

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