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[beneathhisskin]

[next-gen-men]

Independence Day - Family Bonding

When his mom remarried, Tommy was excited about having siblings for the first time. He had always been an only child, and he wanted to know what it was like to have a brother or sister he could talk to. He knew it would take time to develop a relationship with his new stepsiblings and stepfather, but he remained optimistic. On paper, Chuck seemed like a great dad, raising his two boys, Adrian and Lukas, on his own while keeping a stable job. But Tommy soon learned that, while they were the perfect family for his mother, his life at home wasn’t the picture-perfect dream he had hoped for.

It seemed like the new side of his family enjoyed putting on two fronts. On one hand, Chuck was the sweetest, loving husband to his mother. He romanced her, took her out on dates, and whispered sweet nothings about the future they were building together as a blended family. Adrian and Lukas were respectful and helpful with whatever she needed, earning her praise for being such good boys. But Tommy was certainly seeing a different side of them. Whenever she wasn’t around, Adrian and Lukas would often torment him by making him do all the chores and errands they didn’t want to do. Even though he was older than Lukas, his stepbrothers had spent years pumping iron and building their bodies into absolute tanks. In fact, if he didn’t know any better, the two of them looked like they embodied the idea of toxic masculinity. It didn’t help that they would speak such vile things to Tommy in private, calling him slurs, smacking him around, and repeating the same alpha-male, conservative, pussy-slaying bullshit they heard on those manosphere podcasts. They spoke about all the women they were sleeping with, as if it were a game to them.

Bringing it up to Chuck didn’t help either. His stepfather didn’t seem to even know that Tommy existed, or care that he had these sorts of troubles. In fact, he seemed more protective of his own sons, believing that there was no wrong that they could do. It became quite clear to the young man that his stepfather had bought into the same kind of thinking his sons had. If he had to guess, Tommy figured Chuck was the one who taught them to think like this. The gruff, older man always talked about how he wished Tommy’s mom didn’t have such a wimpy kid like him and how he was a disgrace to the family. Chuck loved to point out that he was someone who didn’t even deserve to be called a “man.” He didn’t even have a name, only being called “boy” at best, or some other heinous, vile slurs whenever his mom wasn’t around to hear. It was nothing like he had expected when he had hoped for a new family.

His complaints to his mother in private only reaffirmed her belief that “her boys just needed to bond.” So, amidst Tommy’s silent protests, she had asked Chuck to bring Tommy along for the annual boys' trip they held over the summer. Since she was going out of town for a business trip, Chuck had agreed to the request. He made sure to invite along some of the guys who usually came on the trip, including their next-door neighbors. Tommy could only guess what sort of people they were as the trip approached.

The weekend was full of those “All-American” activities, with the rest of the group enjoying a roughhouse game of football, shooting guns, and swimming in the lake. Tommy was at least enjoying his privacy in the cool water, slinking away into one of the more shaded corners of the area while he watched his stepbrothers and their friends goofing off with the water jet skis. He was hoping to wait until they had all left so he could climb out of the water in peace, but then something metallic caught his eye beneath the surface. There was a silver, glimmering sheen, like a swarm of something underneath. Tommy paddled a bit closer, only to see a cluster of glimmering tadpole-like creatures circling each other in the water. The young man reached his hand out carefully, chuckling softly to himself as he watched the tadpoles slide over his fingertips. There was a thrumming, almost electric-like quality to them, but nothing that stung or hurt him. Each time one of those small, strange creatures brushed over his skin, he could feel a thought starting to emerge from the corners of his mind. It was like a bubble pressing up from the water, forming and swelling until it burst at the surface.

Sanctuary. Home. Vessels. Seeking.

It felt strange to Tommy when those intrusive thoughts surfaced. And yet, he couldn’t seem to shake the feeling or think of anything else. From an outsider’s perspective, it was almost as if his eyes had glazed over, with a silvery film causing his vision to be a bit cloudy. He hurried over to his pack of supplies, which he had brought out here with him, and grabbed his metal water bottle. With it already empty, Tommy unscrewed the cap and scooped up all of the glimmering tadpoles in one fluid motion. The vibration seemed to shift over to his head, and he found himself stumbling out of the lake and hurrying back to the cabin. He had to find a suitable place to put them so he could observe them better. Maybe he had discovered something new, some scientific discovery that could let him escape this town, so he didn’t have to be under the same roof as his alpha-driven family.

On his way to the back door of the cabin, he passed Chuck and their next-door neighbor, Frank. The two older men were busy with the grill, laying out a wide assortment of meats, including burgers, hot dogs, and steaks. There were already quite a few empty beer bottles lying around, although neither of them looked phased by the day drinking. If anything, they barely noticed Tommy stepping by, the sopping-wet young man almost making a clean escape into the house. But Chuck snapped his fingers, glancing over his shoulder from his spot in front of the grill with a narrowed gaze.

“Boy, go grab Frank and me some more beers, will ya? And pass them out for the rest of the house. I told you, you’re only allowed to stay here so long as you keep the drinks flowing.”

A brief, silent nod, and Tommy stumbled toward the kitchen. His mind was too busy thinking about the need for VESSELS and how to find someplace suitable so they could SPREAD and INFECT. He didn’t even notice that he had pulled out a fresh pack of ice-cold beers, his hands already moving on autopilot to crack off the bottle caps. He was just about to pick them up and take them outside when his eyes fell on his water bottle sitting next to the beers. Tommy didn’t even remember when he fished it out of his backpack. But his lips curled up into a small smirk at the idea of playing a little prank. Maybe there was some way he could get some revenge on all the torment he had been facing over all this time.

Carefully holding his bottle steady, Tommy poured out the lake water until one silvery creature slipped into each beer bottle. It was perfect to CORRUPT anyone who drank down TAINTED liquid now. He grabbed a few and quickly hurried out the back porch to the two men grilling away for dinner. The young man handed over the beer bottles, his silver eyes lingering on the way Frank’s chest pressed against his shirt, and his tattoos were on full display. Tommy could feel a growing hunger in his chest, in a way that was hard to explain. But the older man seemed to catch a glimpse of his gaze, and Frank’s expression narrowed in a steely look as he snatched away the cold beers from the young man.

“Keep your eyes off me. I didn’t come on this trip to be ogled at by some little freak,” Frank spat out, before turning back to the grill to hand Chuck his own bottle. The two men clinked their beers together and took a hearty swig, already ignoring and forgetting that Tommy existed. Satisfied with their lack of interest in him now, the young man quickly moved back into the house to give out drinks to the rest of the group.

There was a pulsing sensation that seemed to make his head ache and throb a bit more with each successive step he took. Tommy grunted as he grabbed the remaining beer bottles, making his way upstairs where the rest of the guys were after their water activities. Turning the corner into the hallway, the young man was quickly blocked by a broad, heavy chest that blocked his view. His eyes slowly moved up until he was staring up at Garrett, the older of Frank’s sons who lived next door. The big, beefy man stared down at Tommy with an annoyed look in his eyes, a towel wrapped around his thick waist from having just gotten out of his shower.

“Yo, Adrian! The little bitch is out here getting in my way. What, you thought you could get a glimpse of me showering, you little perv?” Garrett growled as he pushed Tommy’s shoulder. His lips curled up into a cruel smirk as the younger man stumbled backward, almost spilling the beer bottles he had in his hands. “Careful there. You better not waste the beers my dad brought for us, or I’ll make sure you lick it up off the floor.” The barely-clothed man reached out to snatch up his bottle, only staring down Tommy as he took a deep drink from it. He practically chugged down the alcoholic drink, only pulling the bottle away from his lips to let out a big, gassy belch right in the younger man’s face.

“Get the fuck out of here, before I beat you with this beer. You’re lucky I’m not as pissed off seeing your stupid face,” he spat out, shoving the empty bottle back into Tommy’s hands. Garrett brushed past him, making sure to shove the younger man with one of his boulder-sized shoulders as he spat out some more slurs while looking for Adrian. It wasn’t until the door was slamming shut behind Garrett’s broad back that Tommy let out a shaky breath of air in relief. He carefully turned around to see if the other was gone, only to be jumpscared by the sight of his older stepbrother staring daggers at him.

Storming over to Tommy, Adrian also snatched up the other beer bottle. He rolled his eyes at the smaller, wimpier form of the younger man, only taking his own sip from the beer bottle. “Don’t embarrass me in front of the bros. It’s bad enough that Dad agreed to bring you along. Just stay out of sight and stop getting in our way.”

Tommy was left standing in the hallway on his own for a moment, and the young man could only sigh once more. He hoped he could just drop the last two drinks off and hide in his room until dinnertime. With his luck, the rest of them would just forget he was there, and he could sneak some leftovers after people had gone to bed. Making his way back down to the kitchen, he stumbled onto the scene of Lukas and the younger brother of the neighbors, Milo. The two of them were practically inseparable since the trip had started, given that they were the “younguns” of the group. But given their size and level of aggression, it was hard to tell that they were younger than Tommy. The two boys had already downed the last two bottles of beer that he had spiked, grinning at him as he walked into the kitchen.

Milo raised the empty bottle, only wiggling it in his hands as he set it on the countertop. “There you are. Took your time getting to us, huh?” The cocky young man was shirtless, having spent most of the weekend showing off his muscles and complaining about how it was “too hot to put on anything.” The jock grinned as he gestured towards the empty cardboard carrier, clearly amused that there was nothing left for Tommy to drink.

“You weren’t planning on having any, right? A sissy like you probably doesn’t even know how to handle his drinks,” Milo snorted. He began walking over towards Tommy, his eyes glimmering with a devious glint. The smaller man felt like a deer trapped in headlights, his eyes widening as the taller man stalked up towards him. In the meantime, Lukas had grabbed his metal water bottle, still sloshing full of the lake water he had scooped up earlier.

The two younger men quickly flanked Tommy and gripped his wrists firmly. Dragging him over to the kitchen island countertop, the two hoisted him onto the cold, smooth surface with relative ease, despite Tommy’s attempts to struggle against it. Lukas stood over him, while Milo was keeping him pinned down and subduing his thrashing.

“Whoa, there, dude. You just looked a little thirsty after missing out on the beer. It’s your first July 4th celebration with us. Why don’t we give you something else to drink instead, so you’re not missing out?” Lukas laughed. And before Tommy had the chance to reply, his younger stepbrother began pouring out the contents of the water bottle down his throat. His eyes bulged in surprise as the influx of liquid and silver tadpoles began flooding his mouth faster than he could swallow, and Tommy couldn’t help but thrash around in response.

His eyes began to blur, black spots appearing as water poured onto his face. He could hear the snarky, snide cackles from Lukas and Milo as they had their fun with him. And then, the overwhelming pressure was gone. There was the distinct clanking of his metal water bottle hitting the tiled floor in the kitchen, followed by two thumps of bodies falling over. Tommy coughed and spluttered up some water, managing to roll over onto his side to look over the edge. On the ground, beneath him, he could see Milo and Lukas clutching at their heads, their eyes rolled back as they convulsed and spasmed on the ground. It looked as though something was BURROWING into their brains, something quite painful. But Tommy couldn’t bring himself to care. Or fear. Or panic. He wanted to, but there was a strange feeling of calm that hovered over him. As though everything was NORMAL.

And then, he felt it. The wriggle into his head. The all-familiar pop in his brain. But the bubble was stronger, heavier. A gentle knock became a full-force, bodily slam into his mind. And Tommy’s body jolted without him expecting it. His eyes bulged, his throat felt swollen, and he tried to grasp at his sudden lack of air. As his eyes began to roll back into his head, the slim man could feel something taking over. His vision began to fade to black when the BREED needed to SPREAD infection swarmed inside his HOST's head. And that was all that was left. All he was good for.

BREED.

SPREAD.

INFECT.

HOST.

VESSELS.

SEEK.

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When it came to, there were restraints pinning it down to the large mattress in the master bedroom. Searching through its memories, it recognized the room as Chuck’s. A name of importance. Relation. A father of sorts, but not for it. Taking in the sights carefully, it took a few moments for the eyes to adjust. There was so much to take in. The scents. The smells. The bright lights. And sensitivity along its fleshy skin.

Glancing up, there were six figures surrounding it, all undressed and displaying their own fleshy suits for it to admire. The sight was a welcome one, with the psychic presence and hive mind connecting them all. It wasn’t sure what expression lingered on its face, but it was clear from the position of the restraints that its fellow kin had hoisted its legs up in the air, exposing this body’s bare behind. The naked bodies highlighted each of their new hosts’ muscles, and it was clear that they had plenty of time to explore and enjoy their bodies. Each of them was stroking and pulling at their hefty cocks, a visual and noticeable fleshy organ that indicated attraction and arousal to each other. It took in each of their lustful expressions as they gazed upon its hole, and it drew names to faces from the memories.

Chuck. Frank. Adrian. Garrett. Lukas. Milo. Each and every one of them had been the source of torment for its vessel’s body. But now, they responded to it. Bowed to it. Worshipped it. Him. HIM.

TOMMY.

That was his name now. He was Tommy. He had always been Tommy. But now, someone new was in charge. And, with each of his spawn burrowed deep inside their minds, Tommy was the one they felt drawn to. Called to. He was meant to breed with them. To foster more offspring so they could spread. Infect. Overtake, until it was all under his control.

His normally slender and timid face shifted into something far more vicious and sinister. Curling and uncurling his new fingers, Tommy carefully spread his bound legs apart even wider, arching his back to entice his followers closer. There was very little that had to be said between them for Tommy to get what he wanted. And the moment he felt Adrian pushing deep into him, the creature practically mewled with delight at the thick, full feeling. Having these fleshy bodies was absolute perfection.

And as the crackle of fireworks began to spark in the night sky, the streaming lights filtered in from the window, illuminating the writhing mass of muscles, sweat, and beefiness. Tommy’s mind filled with pleasure and ecstasy as he was bred thoroughly by each of the men eager to lay their loads deep inside of him. This was perhaps the bonding he had been hoping for all this time. What he had desired. What he had craved.

He wanted it all.

And he wanted more.

[captainmalewriter]

Last Minute Tag Along

Business trips are always such a headache. Traveling for work might sound like a good deal at first, but the constant fights with TSA and the never ending jet lag will have you quickly changing your tune. Sure, I had fun at first— like I will never forget the first time I stepped foot in Italy on the corporate dollar, but I’ve become pretty jaded after about two years of working at this job. It’s just not as exciting as it once was. But I think the most frustrating part of my frequent work trips is how often I have to leave my beloved boyfriend Jason behind. 

Jason was unlike any man I have ever met. He was magical— literally! We first met about 10 months ago at some gay club I don’t remember the name of anymore. I was bar hopping with some friends that night. We caught each other’s eyes among the crowd. He approached me first and offered to buy my next drink. While I wasn’t particularly interested in interacting with men that night, I’d be crazy to turn down a free drink. Plus, his smile was so damn charming I couldn’t help but accept his offer. We had a wonderful conversation that was filled to the brim with thinly veiled sexual attraction. I invited him back to my place after we finished our drinks, where we proceeded to make the walls shake until sunrise. We made it official after about two months of seeing each other almost everyday. The rest was history. 

I sighed as I leaned back into my recliner seat. Just remembering the night we met was enough to get me smiling like a buffoon. I should be used to it by now. I had to fly out at least once every other month. And yet, I still missed him. I wouldn’t see him again until next Monday at the earliest. The thought of waiting five whole days was making me more depressed than I already was from sitting on a seven hour long flight. And to add insult to injury, I was sitting across from some snoring asshole that was taking up all the leg space in our section. I just couldn't catch a break…

Whatever. There were still more than five hours left before we arrived. I decided to plug in my headphones and try sleeping some of the flight away. But just before I could doze off, a sudden cold breeze brushed up against me. The cold air enveloped my entire body through my clothes, jolting me wide awake. It was strange. The passenger AC vents were off. There shouldn’t have been any cold wind… Unless, it wasn’t wind at all. 

I grinned when I realized what was happening. That wasn’t a cold gust of wind. It was my boyfriend! I wasn’t kidding when I said he was literally magical. Jay was a well-seasoned magician with all kinds of tricks up his sleeve. He must’ve snuck into the airplane using his incorporeal form. Nobody would’ve noticed him that way. Not even me. 

“Jay, my beloved, what are you doing here?” I whispered. It was a stupid question. Or rather, it was stupid of me to ask. I knew Jay wouldn’t be able to answer me in his current form, and it’d cause too much of a scene if he just shifted back to his physical form right then and there. No matter. If he couldn’t use his usual body to talk to me, then he’d just have to borrow another body. 

“Hey, babe? The dude sitting across from me… He’s sound asleep.”

The cold wind that had wrapped my body began to dissipate. I could hear a slight howl as the air in the plane cabin shifted. The man was sleeping with his mouth wide open. I couldn’t help but massage my hardening member through my jeans as I watched the man’s cheeks fill up with my boyfriend’s essence. I’ve experienced this spell once or twice before, so I know just how good it feels to have every nerve in your body flare awake as another man fills you up from the inside out. Between you and me, I was just a little bit jealous of this stranger. But it was fine. My boyfriend will be fully inside of him soon enough, and that thought alone made me pitch a tall tent in my pants. 

The man’s eyes shot open once he had a mouthful. The last step of the spell was for Jay to travel down his throat and seize full control. However, the man was putting up a solid fight against it. He was coughing and gagging all over the place, but never quite managed to spit my boyfriend out. It was a deadlock struggle. Some of the other passengers turned to look at us. It dawned on me that I had to step in and put an end to this before they drew too much attention to us. I unbuckled my seatbelt, sat on the man’s lap, and pressed my lips against his. 

I had done this once, maybe twice before. My goal was simple: distract the man long enough to let Jay finish taking over his body. A kiss was usually enough to get the job done. The man froze for a brief moment as he processed what was happening. That one moment was all Jay needed to slip down his throat. I massaged his back as I kissed him to help Jay travel smoothly inside his body. I felt the man take a deep swallow as we kissed. His body began rumbling wildly, likely as a result of Jay taking over the wheel. Then, he laid there quietly. I smiled inside. The body takeover spell was complete. Before I knew it, the man came back to life and began kissing me back with the same feverish energy I had started with. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and grabbed my ass like he owned it, causing me to moan slightly. We made out for a few more seconds, then pulled away with a satisfied sigh.

“I missed you so much,” I said. Jay smiled. Even when it was with a different body, Jay’s captivating smile always made me melt inside. 

“Thanks for the warm welcome, babe, and for the helping hand. This guy was a real fighter! I was starting to get worried I might not be able to take him over!”

“No problem,” I kissed him again. “You know how much I love helping you with magic. I hope you don’t mind the new body though, I didn’t have time to scope out one to your tastes.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he said with a chuckle. “I’ve always wondered what it’s like to have chest hair. I mean, just check me out!”

He popped his shirt open and I groaned with delight at the sight of his hairy chest. I reached out and cupped a pec, letting the weight of it sit on my hand. Jay smirked as I massaged and pinched his nipple. 

“Looks like you’re diggin’ the new bod too—”

“Excuse me!!”

An elderly woman stuck her head into our section. She scared the shit out of me! I quickly retreated back to my seat while Jay hurried to button his shirt back up.

“I heard a lot of coughing coming from over here. I don’t know what’s going on but if everything’s fine now, can I ask you both to please keep it down? I’m trying to rest!”

“Our apologies, ma’am. We’ll keep it down,” Jay answered. The lady went back to her section. Once we were alone again, Jay leaned in close to my ear. 

“I’m going to the bathroom. Wait like five minutes, then come meet me there. I felt something hard poking me while we made out. As your boyfriend, it’s my job to take care of it… And I’m just itching to put what this guy’s packing to good use too.”

He kissed me on the cheek, then got up from his seat. He winked at me while adjusting the massive bulge he was sporting in his shorts. I watched as his package moved around as he walked towards the plane’s bathroom. The next five minutes couldn’t come soon enough! While I still had no idea why Jay randomly decided to join me for this work trip, I’m sure glad he did. Suddenly, this week-long business trip didn’t seem so miserable. After all, I’ve got my boyfriend with a new, smoking hot body to keep me company.

[ppssession]

“Forest Story”

Hello, we are A.J., one of the employees of the Mystic Shop. Today, I will introduce a place where we often carry out our operations. Somewhere in the world lies a beautiful natural forest that attracts countless tourists. But little do they know, hidden within that forest are creatures capable of possessing and controlling human bodies.

The creatures living in that forest are driven by instinct to take over the bodies of whatever beings appear the strongest and most impressive at that moment. Their primary targets are human males. Why not give an example?

(We have even captured, trained, and sold many of them ourselves. Also, a certain kind of energy within that forest greatly strengthens the process of possession and other supernatural abilities there.)

Start with this case: did you know that for hiking enthusiasts, a face mask is a staple? But little did they know, a unique forest leech was hiding within that very mask. The moment they covered their mouth, it lunged in, instantly taking over their body. It even grew fond of its new human form.

Wow, so the solution is just to check your face mask thoroughly for anything suspicious, right? Yes, that’s one way to survive—but don't forget, humans have far more entry points than just the mouth."

Take this man, for example—he made sure to check his face mask before putting it on. But sadly, the forest entity’s drive to possess a human body was far stronger than just entering through the mouth. A tiny insect buzzed at high speed and darted straight into his ear. Naturally, he soon grew dizzy, and by the time a good Samaritan rushed to his aid, the entity controlling his body had already taken full command.

Now, let’s shift the scenery a bit. A hike wouldn't be complete without a waterfall, right? And, of course, something is already waiting for you there."

Do you see those white rocks and the cascading water? Of course you don't—because those aren't rocks at all, but white worms with a high refractive index. When submerged, they are practically invisible. And don't worry about the man in the photo; those white worms have squared, specialized mouths designed to bore into human skin. He’s likely already been possessed and is currently enjoying his new body.

Oh, and speaking of trips, you surely wouldn't want to miss out on taking photos. But you really should be careful in this forest; keep your photo sessions brief. Because if you linger too long, you’re just handing over another perfect opportunity for them to take over."

He lingered a bit too long, creating the perfect opportunity for the white worm to dart straight into his ear. He realized what was happening and let out a blood-curdling scream as it burrowed into his brain. It’s a pity he wasn’t strong enough to fight it off. As his body convulsed, a new version of him stood up and continued walking, wearing a sinister grin of victory.

Wow, you think the living creatures in this forest are terrifying and dangerous, don't you? Well, don't you worry, my dear—the things that aren't alive are just as lethal. Yes, I am talking about ghosts

Playtime has its limits. When the man in the photo insisted on trekking through the forest at night, off the designated trails, he was essentially granting the forest spirits permission to use his body however they pleased. This is the final photo he took while still in control, right before a ghost sat down and overlapped with his essence. His body convulsed for a brief moment, then a smile of pure delight appeared—the spirit now ready to spend its time exploring its new vessel.

Furthermore, even the indigenous tribes hiding skillfully within the deep woods—while unable to possess you—can turn you into a leather outfit or a bodysuit. They are particularly fond of solo hikers. Their methods are so chillingly efficient that you’ll surely find our shop’s products far less terrifying by comparison.

It is truly tragic. The man in the photo had come to scout the trail alone, hoping to prepare for his friends arriving in just two days. The tribe saw their chance; they abducted him and turned him into a living bodysuit.

Following that, the tribe member wore the young man's body like a second skin. However, his eagerness to show off this 'new look' started to raise suspicions among the victim's friends—they couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with displaying himself.

Oh, you probably think all of this is terrifying and dangerous, but that it’s fine as long as you just stay out of the forest, right? That everything on the outskirts, in the towns beside the woods or the mountains, is safe? Of course, it’s so safe—the people in the towns next to the forest are incredibly friendly... except for those few who have discovered and mastered the dark arts of possession they brought back from the woods."

Some travelers—like the one in the photo—don't even make it to the forest. He was possessed by a local while he was just stepping into a restroom. Before he could even brace himself, the villager used one of those techniques from the forest and lunged into his body. The man in the photo stumbled backward, desperately trying to fight off the entity invading his skin, but, as always, he stood no chance against the ways of possession. He became just another villager enjoying a 'fresh start.'

And here’s the thing: the 'Will of the Forest' can actually distinguish which bodies are already occupied, so there’s no double-possession. However, fighting over a body that is already possessed still happens from time to time. That’s all I have for you today. See you later, folks...

Ding-ding!

A notification sound chimes. I open the message and a smile spreads across my face.

Wow, we just received a message from one of our lovely customers who just succeeded in a possession on their hiking trip. He’s a guy who was desperate for a hot new life. Let me show you his text."

Thank you so much, the store’s products are of such high quality! This is the body I’m currently inhabiting. I’ve had my eye on him ever since I first saw him in town.

When he went down into the water, I used your product that transformed me into a slime. I blended in with the water, and once I was close enough, I lunged my slime form right toward his crotch. I forced my way into his genitals. He moaned while I was possessing him; it didn't take long for me to completely merge into his body. He seemed to convulse during the takeover, which made a few people nearby concerned, but soon enough, I reached his brain. I had successfully possessed his body in the blink of an eye

"I stood there, showing off my hot new body. Ah... f*ck, this feels so good. I snuck behind a secluded rock, pulled out his thick, heavy member, and indulged myself. It was so hard to stifle my moans so no one else would hear. Soon, it began to tense up, twitching faster and harder. The climax was building, and when I finally hit it, I let out a soft groan behind the rock. I then emerged from behind the stone in my new body, as if nothing had ever happened.

I’ll say it again—this body is absolutely incredible. Your shop's products are outstanding; I'll definitely keep you in mind for the future

I'm on my way back from the trip now, and I’m going to need a memory-extraction potion and a skill-mimicry serum to live this life to its fullest. Please have them ready for me—I’ll pay you handsomely for them.

For now, while I’m on my way back, I’m going to enjoy this handsome face, this hot physique, and this massive c*ck. See you at the shop when I arrive."

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And that concludes today's extra segment, everyone. I really have to go now—I’ve shared so much information with you today. See you next time... A.J. (Mystic Shop Employee).

Postscript: Hey, it's been a while. I’m not going to make excuses, but I’m going to make them anyway—I haven’t been posting many stories because I’ve been lazy. But it’s not like I wasn't writing; I have been, but most of them only get to about 60-70% finished and then I just don’t feel like finishing them, hehe. Anyway, I’ll try to keep posting stories. I have one or two actual short story projects in the works, so I’ll see how those go. See you in the next story. Bye! 🫡

[beneathhisskin]

[malebodyinvasion]

Possessing my Sons

Disclaimer:  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

It has been 5 years since my wife died and I spent all those years drowning myself into different jobs just to provide a life of luxury for our two sons. Unbeknownst to me, the gap in our bond widens. I rarely stay at home and when I can, I expected some father and son bonding but both of my sons are occupied by their own plans. I also discovered that this two is not in good terms over a damn video game. I didn’t expect them to be this childish, especially Dan who is the eldest. He should be considerate of his younger brother Jan. This hurts my heart. They are brothers, they should love and respect each other.

To deal with my growing stress and depression, I masturbate multiple times a day be it at home or work. However within these past few months, I’m having trouble getting hard and my cum is lesser than what I consider normal. I consulted a doctor and I was told I am having an erectile dysfunction. This crumble my world. The only other thing which kept me sane for all those years is now gone. This hurt me further. 

I was kind of bored these past few days, I decided to look at some of our old stuff in the garage. I found an amulet and a century-old-looking book among my late wife’s belonging. Reading the book’s cover, it appears to be a family heirloom. My curiosity hits me and I read it further. It was a compilation of spells that can be used with the amulet. I always knew that my wife have a talent but not this much! The body possession spell caught my attention. According to the footnote, the possessing soul could make certain decisions that would reflect towards the host’s mind and body to think that those actions are done under their own volition. This may help me to know more about my sons so I could be a better father and adjust to their needs physically and mentally, and possibly put a remedy towards their brotherly fight.

I hurriedly clean all the mess in the garage and climbed into my room upstairs. I put the amulet around my neck and followed the book’s instructions. Few seconds after reading the spell ten times, I felt droopy and closed my eyes. I started to feel light as if I have no weight. When I open my eyes, I was kissing the ceiling. I am floating! I turn my back around and saw my body below me, sleeping peacefully. I practiced hovering inside my room and quickly mastered moving as a spirit. I tried touching some objects but my limbs keep on passing through them. After more tries, I managed to move my book over the table. It seems I could only lift up to few kilograms but it will do.

I should check Jan first. I dove into the floor, passing through it swiftly. Below my room is the living room where I found Jan. He was lying on the sofa while rubbing his hands over his bulge. Is he masturbating? I moved closer and saw his member mightily stood up under his shorts. Apparently Jan doesn’t wear any garments underneath his shorts. He furiously massaged his growing member and I’m so envious. This is the perfect time to try possessing him. 

I concentrated in front of my younger son. Jan’s body repeatedly arched up and down as I was being pulled toward his smaller frame. I could feel my ghostly limbs and head rearranged itself over his flesh. Moments later, I realized I am now in control. I raised Jan’s hands and touched his cute face. Then I quickly grasped his hard dick. I missed this kind of feeling. 

I picked up his phone from the floor which fell down when I’m possessing him. I searched through his memory for the password and successfully open it. I was shocked. Jan is watching a gay porn from a popular website! I didn’t know he is interested in this kind of thing. I’m not against it or anything but he could talk to me about it. 

I read further into his brain and learned that he was closeted until Dan discovered it. They didn’t fought over a video game but instead over Jan’s attempt to secretly give his brother a blowjob! Even me would be surprised if that suddenly happens. Those thoughts enraged my excitement and more blood was pushed into Jan’s dick making it longer and bigger. I was amazed. It is already as same size as mine and Jan just hit puberty! I grasped my hands around his shaft and continued his interrupted masturbation. I moved my hands up and down as my body followed. My borrowed muscles tensed up and the fabric became wet as cum passes through it. It’s so euphoric, comparable to my body.

Almost an hour had passed when I decided to leave Jan’s body. I really enjoyed playing with his member. I hope he doesn’t mind me using his body more often. This time, it’s Dan’s turn to be possessed. If Jan had such impressive member, I wonder how awesome is Dan’s. He’s a jock after all. 

I swam up through the air towards Dan’s room upstairs. I saw him only in his underwear and doing some push-ups. I could see his well-endowed arms as he lifted his own weight. His bulge presses against the floor every time he lean downwards. I couldn’t tell if it’s erect or not. If it is, I’m up for a disappointment. 

I moved above him and noticed a video camera over his bed. It seems he’s recording his routine. Oh, it would be a nice idea to see how it looks like to be possessed. I concentrated and was sucked into Dan. He shouted loudly due to the shock. He probably noticed that something hit him unlike Jan. His body squirms around as I positioned myself inside him. And done! 

I stood up and tried to regain my balance. I was amazed by his well-built body. I flexed his arms and legs, touched his pecs and abs. Very sexy. My ideal body when I was still a teenager. I pulled the waist band of Dan’s underwear and I was welcome by his already erect cock. I started to feel bad for him. His member is less impressive than Jan. I cannot see why Jan would like to suck this. It’s decent but… never mind. It sounds like I’m mocking myself and I’m not any better.

I heard a loud knock by the door, and I could hear Jan’s voice from the other side. He’s asking what happened. He might have heard Dan’s scream when I entered his older brother’s body. I know! I got an idea. This might be a perfect chance to see if this tool could go better… and have their relationship fixed.

I opened the door and Jan’s jaw dropped with the sight of his older brother. I pulled him inside Dan’s room and pressed him against the door. I groped Jan’s cock and whispered to his ear, “May be you could help this older brother of yours how to make mine this big?”

[possessedesires]

Haunted: Answers

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Haunted: Answers

Previous part: Haunted - Learning Leasson

Tobias had spent almost the entire night awake and the rest of the day working, his gaze intently scanning the lines, verses, and other pages of every dark book and grimoire he could find, some in his room, others in the old wing, inside the library.

Some contained information about ghosts, possession, and even a few about demons, which piqued his curiosity, but it wasn't what he truly needed. He wanted answers about how to return Benji to normal, whether it was some kind of… astral plane exchange, whether ghosts could do that? Or what had happened? He felt foolish, almost a hundred years there and still unable to find the information he needed to save the only friend he'd ever had. He was at a dead end, just him and his theories, with no progress whatsoever.

He hoped Rex would have more success tracking down the ghost inside the mortal's body; perhaps it would be easier to expel it with that in mind. But until then, he was still at a loss.

He made his way through the library aisles, leaving more books on the table, which he would perhaps browse for a week if he was optimistic. He was about to make his second lap when a book fell from one of the upper shelves, as if gravity had finally caught up with it.

The cover looked old, although the pages didn't have that musty, dusty smell; it couldn't have been less than forty years old at most. Tobias skimmed through it a bit, his gaze settling on some highlighter marks and notes stuck to a page.

— Oh shit… – he muttered, reading the contents of the pages.

« People who remain between the veil of life and death are better known as "suspended souls", beings who, after an event that left them on the threshold of the next life, find their souls in conflict between the mortal world and the world of the dead. Generally, these types of people require seven months for their bodies to reconnect with their spiritual part and fully return them to the world they belong to, to "come back to life". However, during that time, the soul of the living becomes more susceptible to being ripped from its vessel. The longer it remains separated, the weaker the bond that ties it to its being becomes until it disappears and vanishes, allowing the imposter to take its place »

Tobias almost clutched the book as he continued reading. He didn't know whether to stop and run to tell someone what he had just discovered, or whether to keep recapping all the information he could find, because… there were more things marked, too many things.

« These kinds of souls are also the perfect ingredient to complete the Commutatio Animarum ritual, which must be performed before the mortal binds their soul back to the spirit world. If performed, the soul of the mortal and the soul of the undead could exchange places, so that the ghost could revive, while the "suspended soul" would take its place in the world of the dead »

Tobias slammed the book shut, his breath ragged, his chest rising and falling as sweat trickled down his forehead. Benji had had his accident almost six months ago; time was running out, and the imposter knew him perfectly. The notes pointed to everything, the clues – that his body had been stolen like this – It was a conspira-

A book fell, again.

Tobias turned toward the bookshelves, trying to focus his gaze on something to see if anyone else was in the library with him, but there was only silence, the shelves full of books and nothing else; he was alone. But even so, he felt someone else's presence in the room with him.

— Come out – he muttered wearily – I know you're here. Show yourself.

Again, silence. The ghost walked slowly, straining his ears. Had he imagined it? He might have been careless in how he arranged a book; he wasn't the only one who used the library. Even that brainless Zeke spent a lot of time there during his lucid moments. But… the place smelled different, more… formal and pretentious.

Tobias raised his arm quickly to gasp for air, a growl echoing through the air.

— Show yourself. I'm not in the mood for your games. What are you doing spying on me?

The outline of another ghost slowly materialized, gripping him by the neck. Its hands tried to push Tobias's away as it growled, its grip on his sweater and skin barely touching the ground.

— Ugh… That's none of your business – Daniel muttered, the air slowly fading. The two guy's gazes locked on each other, challenging, though the presidential ghost's face wore its classic mocking smile – What, your… dear sack of meat is in trouble?

— Don't you ever refer to him like that again – Tobias growled, darkness in his eyes. The ground seemed to tremble, as if to underscore the connection between the paranormal and the cause of the ghost's death. Daniel tried to draw in more air without lowering his arrogant demeanor – Brady sent you, didn't he? Of course, you're his lapdog, doing his dirty work.

— And what about you? Don't you need your punk boyfriend to come defend-? – Tobias tightened his grip, the other's voice cracking.

— I don't need him to make you talk. Is Brady behind this? Speak up.

— Not in your wildest dreams. Maybe it's better to make you suffer while you watch your friend disappear, have someone else take his body, and leave him here with us for the rest of eternity, haha!

Daniel's laughter only made Tobias more stressed. He tightened his grip on Daniel's neck, and the other gasped for air as the older ghost's gaze returned to the table. The book was open to the middle, and there was something peculiar that made him smile.

A sneaker.

Julian used to leave them scattered everywhere; he had a rather… unpleasant habit of collecting other sweaty athletes' clothes. The stronger the stench, the better for him. And it wasn't like he kept them in a specific place. For once, he was grateful that Julian had that habit. Tobias gathered all his strength to get a better grip on Daniel and throw him against the athletic shoe, also channeling his ability into him. 

Daniel felt as if his skin were burning, forcing him to try to turn into smoke that seeped against the stinky sole. The stench stung his nostrils and bathed every pore of his body. He gasped uncomfortably, trying to get back to his senses. But Tobias was faster. He concentrated all his energy to activate his power.

Tobias could create anti-ghost spaces, where others couldn't enter even by moving with all their might. He didn't usually use them, but his power also had another side to it. He could create a kind of containment field that would trap anyone within the area he chose – in this case, the shoe. Daniel tried unsuccessfully to rematerialize, fused with the foul-smelling fabric. He had no mouth or voice, so his furious screams were stifled by the laces. Tobias felt a tingling sensation as he felt the shoe barely manage to move.

— Now, let's see… I hope this is clear to you – He brought the toe of the shoe close to his face, staring intently – You're going to give us the information I'm asking for, now. I don't want any more beating around the bush. Dare to challenge me again, and believe me, you'll end up transformed into something worse.

Daniel wasn't paying much attention anymore; that whole stench – laden with testosterone, earthy musk, and dampness – was affecting his neurons. It was as if he had a foot wrapped in a sweaty sock rubbing against his face, leaving the tip of his nose and the rest of it with that marked, prominent, and strong odor. In his mind, his tongue was hanging out, his eyes were half-closed, and his heart was racing as he licked the air around him.

Tobias tightened his shoe at his side, running back to the modern wing of the Institute. He needed to warn Benji and the others about Brady's plan; they couldn't waste any more time.

However, on the library table, the book was still wide open, underlined, and with the necessary instructions. A shadow approached softly, took it in its hands, closed it, and disappeared without a trace.

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[bradpastry24]

Checkmate

It is a regular Saturday when roommates get together and play games. This time it’s chess. Now the roommates names are Tristan, Ronald, Austin and Alex. Tristan is the intellectual of the group, but times could be a smart-ass, Ronald is the curious, knowledgeable and free spirit of the group, Austin is like the jock of the group with the most physical capability but chilled and Alex is the initiator, psychological, mastermind, idealist and natural leader of the group.

Alright Ronald make your move, said Tristan with high confidence of any nerd.

Ronald moves a pawn against the horse piece, eliminating it.

Not bad Ronald, but you didn’t see this, Tristan says when he moves his queen creating a trap.

Checkmate, says Tristan.

Fuck, I lost this time, says Ronald, Oh well, good game though.

Yea, it’s always interesting when we play. Tristan says.

Yeah, chess is fun, says Alex, it’s a game of life, one side like the other going at it for the win. Wouldn’t it be fun if life was that easy.

What do you mean, says Austin in curious manner.

I mean life is a game, a game of life, says Alex.

Yea, a game with no respawns, say Tristan sarcastically.

But what if you can, says Alex, make a game out of life with people as the pawns.

You mean like government already does, says Tristan. Sort of, hey Ronald, remember what you said about this Zen who came to you a while back, says Alex, something about spirit energy manipulation.

Oh yea he showed me how to manipulate my spirit into energy and astral projection, says Ronald enthusiastically, it was so cool.

What are you getting at? says Tristan to Alex.

You’re so smart, I can’t even be an enigma with you, says Alex disappointedly. I’m saying let’s play a new game of chess, but with people as our pieces.

How are going to do that? says Tristan.

Ryan is going to teach us, how to use spirit control, says Alex.

My Zen master taught me to respect life and to use it for spiritual growth, not for games, says Ronald with righteous indignation.

But this is spiritual development, we grow more through experiences, plus we can better understand people. It’s not like we’re intending to hurt anyone right, says Alex, Think about all the lessons, growth and spiritually. We could help humanity, even other religions agree that we need to treat others equally.

It would be good to understand others better to empathize with them, says Ronald. Ok I can teach you.

What about you Tristan and Austin? says Alex suggestingly.

Yea, this should be interesting, says Tristan

Come on Austin, join the game of life, says Tristan. There’s more action this time.

Yea I guess man, says Austin in a chilled demeanor.

So a hour of breathing control and pure concentration, they succeeded in mastery. Through spirit control they learned how to separate spirit from the body.

An Hour later

Alright let’s put our training to the test, says Alex.

Alex sees a man who is his neighbor, Jacob. He was a school bully by humiliating him and turning people against him and walking around naked and forcefully putting his cock in his face to assert dominance. Many people lost respect for Alex that day and it affected his life path as a result. Alex wanted revenge ever since.

Now when Alex entered his astral state, he wanted to haunt him first by using his powers to move objects around with telekinesis. What is that? said Jacob as the object moves with no visible being recognized. I must be dreaming, says Jacob in disbelief.

He attempted to close his eyes and counts. When his eyes open all appears normal until he sees he is floating and can’t move. After a few minutes of terror, he throws him against the wall.

Ughh, says Jacob as he moans in pain.

Getting bored, Alex then initiates the possession by going behind him and slowly inserting his astral body in alignment with his. He wanted to savor the moment as he inserted his astral dick in Jacob thick asshole.

Though an astral cock was going through his manhole, Alex felt ecstasy as a thrusted in and out, but since he wasn’t flesh, it only transfers parts of his essence into Jacob’s cock. Though Jacob felt it, he could do nothing but moan and feel ecstasy as his cock grew a hard on.

Yea, you like this holy cock up your asshole, don’t you, says Alex as he degrades him in the process.

It got so intense, that he lost his sense reasoning and started attempting to Jack off, which is when Alex started to get serious.

Ok now I end this, that fun is reserved for me, says Alex as he inserted his full will into possessing him.

Jacob spasm for a moment but a evil grin came on his face signifying Alex control.

That’s better, says Alex, even when I’m playing with you, you still can’t resist me. says Alex as he continues to admire his new vessel.

Wow, J, you really got big and strong after high school, says Alex as he proceeded to check his package that he use to humiliate him with in school gym. Wow, it’s so huge, i bet you top a lot of girls. says Alex, but I did promise Ronald of new experiences. So I’m gonna use you as the perfect bottom guy by another man.

My final move is complete, “checkmate”.

[bradpastry24]

Round 2

Oh yea, the sexual energy is burning hot in you Jay, Jay(Alan) says feeling the ecstasy in Jay’s body.

Now he then leaves the room where he was Lewis and enter where the threesome with Rico and “the fine girl” was. It passion burned instantly as they all made out with each other. Jay(Alan) led Rico to making out with the girl, only to pull of his pants and stick his cock into Rico’s ass while making with her. Jay(Alan) is hanging into Rico waist while thrusting him. Rico pick up the girl and went towards the wall, first licking the women’s cunt followed by sticking his cock into her and which Jays cock was in Rico they thrusted in a 2 way rhythm until the edge came and they cum..

Still on, Rico continues to pursue Jay’s body and makeout, and once the hard on came again, Rico thrusted into Jay(Alan) while pressing him against the wall.

Okay, now is my turn to do Jay, says Alan as he jumps out of Jay into Rico’s body. Jay due to the sex and post possession past out for a moment. This is when Alan acquainted himself with Rico body.

Rico sure knows how to look good but make himself badass with the tattoo. Again not as big as I am, but still pretty strong. says Alan.

And the sex drive is crazy high and a big cock. It’s like a man’s dream. says Alan. Eventually, Jay wakes up somewhat confused as to what happens and not to long after Lewis wakes up and comes to the same room along with Jack from earlier. Another side effect of the ring, is that it keeps a part of the memory the possessor had before he left which was sex and add that with a side effect of intense euphoria, creates a need for sexual stimulation. So the night continues with a foursome, Alan gets to try out Rico sex drive and body with Jay and Lewis with a bonus Jack in the equation, Alan has a body he hasn’t tried out yet. It’s a man’s erotic dream. Alan’s dream

[bradpastry24]

DILF Daddy

Lowry was a young man who is 18, somewhat lean and slim. He also was discovering his sexuality and that he liked men, particularly older men.

He had a friend named Max who he hang out with and would visit his house from time to time. Now what Max didn’t know was that Lowry had a special ability that allowed him to possess a person by removing his cloths and flying into there mouth. He would use it occasionally on Max’s stud of a Dad Riley, who was also Max’s coach to train, while Max needed time alone at home or whenever Lowry could have time to enjoy himself.

One day, Lowry went into Max’s house to help him pack his things to move to college out of state. While Max was occupied with preparing and clearing his room. Lowry thought to himself.

I am going miss taking over Old Riley. Lowry said. One last time, Why not?

Lowry then proceeded to jump into Riley mouth to jackoff and worship his sexy body while he was in bed. After savoring the cum one last time he attempts to leave except this time when he tries to exit out of the DILF’s body through his mouth in his physical form, Riley’s hand blocks the mouth and instead of Lowry, Riley exits in astral form into his son Max's room.

it seems to appear that the old man saw this opportunity when lowery took his body and the orgasms spiritual vulnerability, allowing a spirit to temporarily disconnect from the body.

Max then proceeded to spasm out loud for a moment and then comes out of his room to reveal Riley’s in control.

Don’t worry Dad, I’ll take good care of this body. Riley said in Max’s voice.

Lowry is now stuck in Riley’s old body for a certain amount of time, but one thing is certain, he’s not leaving his body anytime soon.

[immortalmrwavell]

Windows To The Soul

(Original Story posted August 19th 2024) This story has been mildly Updated!

The eyes are the windows to the soul. I’d never realised just how true that saying really was until recently. Now I understand. Because whenever I looked into Leo’s eyes, I could always see Rory staring right back at me. Even now as we sat together in this cozy little coffee shop. He looked over at me while innocently sipping on an iced latte. Leo’s eyes still gleamed with the same love that Rory’s always had for me.

It was enough to give immediate butterflies. Though, if I was being totally honest, Leo’s body was enough to do that on its own. All that size and hairy muscle… it was something else. And now that it was under Rory’s control, I had the honour of worshipping that hunky body every day.

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3 months ago Rory had been involved in a terrible accident. You might be thinking he was in a car crash or a work related incident. Nope. It was a fucking lightning strike. A freak thunderstorm that’d come out of nowhere decided that, of all the places to strike lightning, it was gonna slam down only inches away from my boyfriend. A lot of victims survive lightning strikes in some manner but Rory wasn’t so lucky. That strike took him out for good. Or at least that’s what everyone thought.

His body had been taken away and I left to mourn along with his family as we planned Rory’s funeral. It didn’t feel real at the time. Like it was all some sick joke. But that’s when it happened.

One night, as I was looking back on some of our pictures together, I felt something cold press against my back. I hardly had time to react before I felt it pressing inside me. I couldn’t grab or see whatever it was, only feel as it seeped deeper into my skin. As it forced its way into my body, it attempted to take control. I tried to fight, resulting in my body and limbs flailing around chaotically, but it was no use. Soon enough this thing had pushed its way inside entirely and quickly assumed full control on my body.

At first it seemed like a nightmare. Seeing my body move against my will. That is until I heard a familiar voice in my head telling me not to worry. I couldn’t believe it. It was Rory’s voice! He then spoke aloud using my own body’s voice as he apologised for taking over without asking me but he assumed this was the only way I would believe him. Naturally my mind was spinning with questions. Luckily he could hear every last one of them so he took his time to explain everything.

He told me that ever since he was killed in that crazy thunderstorm, he’d been stuck wandering as a ghost. He wasn’t sure why but he theorised that perhaps something about that lightning strike had prevented him from moving on? It seemed far fetched but it was all he could think of since he hadn’t come across any other ghosts. Apparently he’d been watching me and his family ever since until he figured out he could possess people. Something he realised when he accidentally slipped inside the body of my father not long ago. Apparently it’d taken him days to figure out how to leave his body.

“Well now I know why my dad was acting so weird before…” I said internally. About a week prior I remembered having a conversation with my dad. We’d been talking about Rory and he was trying to comfort me through it all. Then out of nowhere my dad started convulsing on the sofa next to me! I thought he was having a seizure until suddenly stopped moments later. After that I remember how strange he started acting. Looking down at himself like it was the first time he’d seen his own hands. Touching his stubbly face. Running his tongue over his teeth as though they were brand new. And then he’d given me the weirdest look before getting up and apologising. After that he ran and locked himself in the bathroom for an hour. In hindsight I don’t think I wanna think about what he was doing with my father's body during that time. At least now it made sense why he seemed so awkward around my mother.

“I would’ve possessed someone else or told you who I really was while I was inside your dad’s but I didn’t you’d believe me.” Rory explained with my own voice. “If it were the other way around and my dad started telling me that he was actually being possessed by my dead boyfriend then… I’d probably start thinking about getting him checked into a mental hospital.” And he was right. There was no way I would’ve believed him had he not literally been inside my body right now. That said I was feeling an almost incomprehensible mix of emotions right now.

Love. Joy. Shock. Fear. Relief. Those and so so many more all bundled up to create this whirlwind I was feeling as Rory took the opportunity to check my face out in the bathroom mirror. Going on to comment on how weird it was to see the face of his handsome boyfriend being reflected back at him as he prodded at my body while I was helpless in the passenger seat. Add Horny to the list of emotions.

“Wait. If you were inside my dad then why hasn’t he said anything at all about being possessed now that you’ve left?” I questioned.

Rory shrugged my shoulders. “Well… after I figured out how to leave his body, I might’ve jumped back in an hour or so later. Not for long though. Just so I could let him know that if he tries to tell anybody about me, that I’d come back and possess him forever.” He said casually as if he hadn't put the fear of god into my father.

Once Rory had finished explaining himself to me, we started discussing what the hell we were gonna do now. For starters we quickly agreed that him possessing me wasn’t the best way to proceed. For a start I wanted to actually be in control of my own body and as fun as it was to both live in the same head, I’m sure we’d miss not being able to kiss and cuddle up together as individuals. Not to mention having our private time when needed. Oh and being able to fuck of course. That said, if we wanted our relationship to continue then we needed to go about this a different way.

Getting Rory a new permanent body of his own.

So that’s what we planned to do. I allowed him to hop in and out of my body for the meantime as a means of easy communication as we hunted for someone else for Rory to take over. We specifically wanted to find a man who would be perfect on the outside but a complete asshole on the inside. Why? Well whenever Rory possessed someone, that person was completely conscious of everything. For that reason we didn’t want Rory to just steal the body of the first hot guy we saw and damn some innocent dude to be a prisoner in his own head for the rest of his life. Instead we needed to find a dude who was a total scumbag that deserved such a fate.

And it took awhile. Sure there’s plenty of bad people out in the world. But not all of them were obvious and the ones that were usually didn’t meet the physical criteria shall we say. There were a few close picks that Rory and I kept our eyes on but everything changed when we found Leo.

Rory had been in control of my body at the time. We’d decided to head downtown and shop around for the afternoon. Going into a few stores and buying some stuff here and there. Eventually we decided to have a little browse around one of those sporty shops that sell all sorts of athletic clothes since I was in need of some new gym attire. That’s when we saw him.

Browsing some of the shoes on displays was this gorgeous adonis of a man. He seemed about the same height as me but man was he beefy! It looked as though his clothes were struggling to contain his body. The blue compression shirt hugged his upper body nice and tight in a way that showed off his hefty pecs that undoubtedly bounced with every step he took. Even the hard tips of his nipples were easily spotted through the tight fabric. As for the sleeves. They seemed as though they struggled to contain even a small portion of those colossal biceps he built for himself. So thick with power. Bulging with strength. Not to mention those pale blue jeans that were so firmly strapped to his legs that not much almost nothing was left to the imagination. So skintight that it was impossible not to admire those hulking thighs and calves, never mind that huge muscle ass and noticeably large package.

I could immediately tell Rory liked him. After all he had full control over all my bodily functions and I just got one of the hardest boners of my life. Though I can’t lie, even if I was in control my body probably would’ve reacted the same to a hunk like that. Especially after we saw his face. Because if that body alone wasn’t enough, his face looked as though it’d been carved by the gods themselves. So perfectly masculine in every way that was both rugged and gorgeous at the same time. And that beard. God the beard. It was so perfectly thick and full. I just wanted to run my hands through it and worship it for all it was worth. This guy was our dream man.

Hence Rory used my body to subtly follow the stud around the store for a while. The two of us soon found out he even had a full head of thick hair hiding underneath that cap he was wearing as he flipped it around at one point. Not even a hint of baldness. I was starting to wonder if this man had any flaws whatsoever.

Eventually though, the hulking man exited the store and we soon followed. Watching as he walked through town before dipping into another shop. Seeing this I reminded Rory that if we followed him into too many stores, he’d eventually notice and get suspicious. I told him that it would be safer if he left my body and continued to follow that handsome brute in his ghostly form without me and report back tonight. Rory liked the sound of that plan, soon jumping out of my body and leaving me disoriented for a moment. I couldn’t see Rory of course but I could only assume that he’d followed our new friend into that shop and to anywhere else that stallion went.

Then I just had to wait.

———

Later that same evening I was sitting up in bed watching some TV. I absentmindedly rubbed my cock to the thought of that hunk from earlier that day, wondering whether Rory had taken his body for a spin or not. And then, right one cue, that familiar icy hot feeling rushed over my entire being as Rory slipped back inside my skin. By this point we’d done it enough times that the possessions were pretty seamless.

He didn’t waste any time in catching me up. Rory told me how he’d followed the burly stud all the way back to his place. It didn't take him long to find out that the hunk’s name was Leo and that he lived alone in a fairly decent flat. Not to mention how, underneath that compression shirt, the dude was a fucking gorilla! Not only was absolutely built with muscle but he was covered in manly fur from head to toe. Especially his chest and stomach.

Rory told me how he’d watched Leo for a good few hours and hadn’t picked up on anything just yet that would qualify him for the position of certified asshole just yet. However there was a certain vibe he got from Leo. A hunch that said he wasn’t as pretty underneath all that masculine charm as you might want to believe. That said we agreed Rory would continue to surveil Leo for at least a couple more days to see if his hunch checked out. If not we could always go back to searching

And with that he wished me love before hopping out of my body and leaving me to wait yet again.

———

And wait I did. For over a week in fact. I did my best to live my life as normally as possible. I still had to put on the act of a mourning boyfriend to my friends and family but that wasn’t too hard. In the meantime the suspense of knowing what Rory had found out was killing me. He’d never taken this long to surveil a body before. I was even starting to worry that maybe something had happened to him. Maybe he really had moved on somehow. Thankfully all of my doubts and worries were put to rest one afternoon when I heard a knock at my front door.

When I opened the door, my jaw practically fell to the floor. Standing before me, in all his huge hairy and hunky glory, was none other than the same man I’d seen at that sports store. The same man who’d been living rent free in my head for the past week. The very same man Rory had been surveilling this whole time. Standing before me was none other than Leo! He was grinning ear to ear at me. His eyes were so full of love and mischief at the same time. But I could tell from that one look alone that it wasn’t the real Leo in control. Behind those eyes was boyfriend Rory.

I barely had time to get a word out before he wrapped me up in a massive bear hug. Intentionally pulling me forwards and squishing my face between those enormous hairy pillows he called a chest. The enormity of which was hardly covered by a tight red tank top. I couldn’t help but take a deep breath as my face remained submerged between his thick muscle tits, inhaling his warm scent nice and deep. The powerful pheromones he exuded filled my nostrils in a way that caused my brain to light up. That combined with the feeling of those large muscled arms holding me nice and tight had my cock twitching and flailing in my pants. I almost thought I was gonna cum on the spot.

I was in a total daze by the time he let go, pulling away from his gorgeous chest so I could stand up straight and look into those sparkling eyes of his. I tried to speak but he cut me off once again, this time by pressing those hot bearded lips against my own. It started soft but it only took a few seconds for it to devolve into something more primal and passionate. Him deepening the kiss as his tongue explored the inside of my mouth like he owned me.

“Rory? Please tell me it’s you.” I was finally able to say once the two of us pulled away. It had to be. The look in those eyes was unmistakable. I was certain it was my boyfriend in there.

“You’d be in deep shit if it wasn’t.” He replied with a smirk, giving me the confirmation I needed to breathe a sigh of relief. “And I’d say we have ourselves a winner.” He added while gesturing down at his newly stolen form and giving his hairy pecs a firm tantalising squeeze.

I almost couldn’t believe it at first. “No fucking way. Please don’t say you’re messing with me… You’re actually gonna keep this one? Like forever?” I asked while my eyes whipped up and down his form, subtly licking my lips as I spoke. The last time I’d seen Leo it’d been through stolen glances. Now however I could appreciate his body without shame. And Rory was showing it off nicely. Along with that red tank top, he was also wearing a pair of skin tight sweatpants that clung to his legs shamelessly. Were all of Leo’s clothes skintight? Sitting on his head was a black cap that was once again hiding his perfect hair. And to bring the whole look together was a bulky sliver chain that hung around his neck and draped across his upper chest. Yet as I scanned his clothes, my eyes couldn’t keep their gaze away from those giant biceps or that handsome face for more than a few seconds. Put simply, if I were a woman I’d probably get pregnant just from looking at him. Instead it just felt like my cock was about to make a mess of my underwear instead.

“Ooooh yeah. You wouldn’t believe the shit I found out about this guy. Seemed okay at first but I started to see those layers pull back first hand. I was on the fence at first but the more I learned about him, the more I realised he was a total fucking scumbag who didn’t deserve gorgeous body like this.” The way he flexed those biceps after saying that almost had me fainting into his arms. “So to answer your question, yes. I’m gonna keep this one. Forever.”

I don’t think I’d ever been more happy in my life to find out that another dude was a complete asshole. So much so that I dragged him inside the house and shut the door behind so I could give him a real hug this time. Squeezing him with all the love I had while telling Rory how happy I was that he could truly be here with me again. That I could actually see and talk to him again even if he looked different now.

“You sure you’re not just happy that I’m this massive hairy stud now?” He joked.

“It’s the person on the inside that matters most to me.” I said, trying my best to sound humble. “But I would be lying if I said the new body wasn’t an added bonus…” I continued honestly while smiling back at him.

After that I practically dragged him into the living room where the two of us sat down on the couch together. Without wasting any time, I asked Rory to tell me everything that he witnessed over the past week he’d been observing Leo. I was dying to know what a man like this could’ve done to warrant himself worthy of a permanent body theft.

Like Rory said, everything seemed normal at first. Just a regular gym obsessed stud living his everyday life. That is until Rory saw Leo texting on his phone. He didn’t think too much of it until he realised that Leo was texting multiple women at once. He didn’t want to assume things at first but judging by the way he messaged each one of these women, it seemed as though he was dating all of them! There had to be at least 3 different women he was leading on. Jumping between all their messages and letting them believe they were the only one. That was terrible of course but it only got worse.

During that week Leo had invited two of the three women to stay at his place for a night or two but the way he treated them was disgusting! He acted like such a stereotypical male chauvinist, getting these women who were guests in his home to cook meals and do all the washing up. He treated them like crap and Rory couldn’t understand why these women put up with it? Initially he’d assumed it was because of how purely handsome Leo was. He knew plenty of people out there would allow themselves to be treated like dirt if it meant getting attention from someone who looked like him. But after witnessing Leo fuck those women like an absolute beast, he started to wonder if that was the real reason. He was a hairy hunk who knew exactly how to use his fat cock to make his female partners orgasm multiple times before cumming himself. And because of all that, these women let him walk all over them.

By this point Rory was getting close to deeming Leo worthy but a small part of him was still on the fence. That part of him soon swayed however the more he observed. On the nights where none of his girlfriends were staying over at his place, he would instead find some other random chick on a hook up app to have over instead. Which meant he was fucking a girl almost every single night only to toss those hook up’s out the door the very next morning. The way he treated women was just… vile. Mysogisny at its peak. That probably explained why he was so good at sex though.

Rory then went on to say how he’d followed Leo to places like his job as a construction worker and the gym where he’d meet up with his friends. Once again it didn’t seem too bad at first until they started making certain comments that made Rory’s eye twitch. It started with more horrible comments about women. That seemed to be a common theme unfortunately. Whenever an attractive lady would walk past the construction site Leo and his buddies were working at, they’d all made some kind of crude comment or gesture towards one another about the poor woman. Often talking about women like they were sexdolls for their pleasure and not real people who deserved respect.

What really made Rory snap however was on the one instance where Leo and his buds spotted a gay couple walking past. They just couldn’t stop themselves from muttering homophobic comments under their breath. Chuckling to one another as they made fun of the two unsuspecting men holding hands and Leo even went as far as to call them faggots. Not to their faces of course but that didn’t matter. He still said it.

So by this point Rory had been able to establish that Leo was sexist, homophobic, a misogynist and most likely a narcissist as well from what he could tell. With all that under his belt, Rory was willing to bet there was even more shit buried underneath that pretty exterior but he’d already seen enough. This guy didn’t deserve his body.

So Rory took it.

One evening Leo was texting away on his phone, messaging one of his multiple girlfriends yet again. Probably deciding if he wanted to invite them around or if he was just gonna find himself another hook up. Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t going to get the chance to decide as Rory finally dove towards the hulking man with all of his ghostly might.

Apparently what followed was a long groaning roar of turmoil and discomfort as Rory tried to force his way inside Leo. But it wasn’t easy. Out of the few people he’d possessed since becoming a ghost, Leo was definitely that most difficult. The hulking brute of a man fought back against the foreign invasion of his body with everything he had. Rory described it like two powerful forces pushing against one another with all their might. For a moment Rory wasn’t totally sure he’d be able to take over. Thankfully being a spirit gave Rory a strong advantage and soon enough Leo’s resolve began to crack.

Before long the hairy meathead fell to his knees and thud. Knuckles on the floor like the gorilla he was. His back arching while he let out another involuntary groan of distress as Rory was finally able to force himself deeper inside that powerful body. Leo’s soul and mind were slowly pushed out of control as Rory forced him into submission. The hirsute hunk’s eyes darted around in a panic as he felt himself losing all free will he had over his own body until eventually not even his eyes obeyed him.

Once the struggle came to an end, Leo’s body collapsed to the floor face down. Still conscious but panting heavily. Once his body had acclimated to the possession however, Leo’s eyes darted open. Only it wasn’t Leo behind those eyes anymore. Looking through those piercing blue irises was none other than Rory. Of course Leo was still in there. Still able to see, hear and feel everything. But now he was in the backseat. A passenger in his own body and nothing more.

He used his rough hands to push himself up off the ground. As he rose, the first thing Rory saw while looking down were those thick meaty pecs. Only now they belonged to him. He wasn’t just admiring them from the outside anymore like a pervert. No. They were his now. An enormous grin spread across Rory’s face and immediately he could feel the way his new beard and mustache curved under the expression. Running his hands through that thick manly facial hair had been intoxicating for him. He probably could’ve admired it for hours had the desire to squeeze and grope all of his new muscle not overwhelmed him soon after.

What Rory described to me next was a scene I would’ve committed murder to have watched with my own two eyes.

He went on to tell me how he’d slowly stripped himself of what little clothing Leo had been wearing at the time of possession. Gradually revealing more and more of the body he’d stolen in all its huge hairy glory. After that he found the first mirror he could and watched in awe as each and every muscle in Leo’s perfect body moved and bulged to his whim. Every moan that escaped his mouth was filtered through Leo’s deep masculine baritone that only served to make Rory hornier by the second. He even went on to describe how he’d had an erection from the second he’d taken control over Rory’s cock. And it was fat. The two of us had been right about him being well endowed as between all the flexing and exploring of his new body, Rory had found it increasingly hard to ignore his new cock. Of course he already knew how big it was after all his spying but actually getting to own it was something else entirely! He’d wanted to save the best for last but he couldn’t help passively stroking it through his underwear.

When he finally whipped that thing out, he described it like a monster cock. The kind you’d only ever see in porn. Yet there it was between his legs, standing tall and proud. After that he didn’t go into too much more detail. All he told me was after he was done exploring every inch of his new body and cock, he needed to take a long shower to get cleaned up. My imagination could already fill in the blanks. Bodily self worship with one hand and blissful masturbation with the other hand. The room filling with the sound of deep manly grunts for over an hour straight until finally he exploded like a volcano all over himself. I had no doubt that new cock of his was a cum fountain.

And that brings us back to the two of us sitting together in my living room. Rory told me he’d spent a good bit of time familiarising himself with Leo’s body and finding out a few extra details that he couldn’t see while observing. And the day after it all went down, he came here to show me good news. So here we were. Me sitting next to this Goliath of a man. Him looking at me with such a kind and gentle expression that made me blush. Now that my loving boyfriend was behind the wheel, it was hard for me to imagine this guy having been such an asshole before. Part of me was glad to have not seen it but at the same time just the thought was weirdly hot. My soft and tender hearted gay boyfriend stealing the body of an arrogant straight guy and forcing him to watch as Rory not only made his body gay as fuck but genuinely made him an infinitely better person.

“Wait so… just to be clear, is he actually still conscious in there? Like can he see and hear everything right now like I could??” I asked. “He’s not like… fading into your subconscious is he?”

“Not as far as I can tell. He’s definitely still wide awake.” Rory confirmed. “He regained consciousness a couple hours after I took control. His mind and soul must’ve been exhausted from fighting against me. I’d just gotten out of the shower and was trying on some of his clothes when I started to hear his voice in my head.

He sounded confused and scared at first but that quickly turned to anger when I explained to him what’d happened. Told him that I’d been watching him as a ghost for the past week. Seeing how much of a scumbag he was to those around him. And so I’d decided that he didn’t deserve his body anymore and that I would turn his life right around.” He continued with a smug look on his face. “I carefully explained to him that I’d been a ghost searching for a new body and that he was the perfect match for me.”

“No fuckin way. You actually said all that to him?” I chuckled. “How did he respond?”

“Not very well.” Rory admitted while scratching the back of his neck. “He started shouting and wailing at me, demanding I get the fuck out of his body and whatever. He very quickly jumped to insults which I won’t repeat. All I’ll say is that they were distasteful to say the least.” He leaned back onto the couch, allowing his muscular back to sink into the seat. “Honestly though his threats were kinda funny after the fact. I mean it’s not like he can do anything. He’s trapped. Locked up. Powerless. He thought he could intimidate me into leaving his body but honestly it just solidified my decision to keep it…” Rory began to trail off as he looked down at himself and pulled open the front of his tank top slightly just so he could gently brush a hand through his new chest hair. “Yeahhhhhh… You hear that asshole?! All mine...” Rory said to himself out loud while giving one of his pecs a squeeze. Anyone else would think he was a little crazy.

I couldn’t help but sit and watch as my boyfriend groped himself. A huge part of me wanted to join in and start touching his body but I was too nervous to reach out. Instead I just undressed him with my eyes. My gaze narrowed specifically on his crotch. I couldn’t help it when his bulge looked so enticing. Every neuron in my brain was telling me to press my lips against it but I was quickly snapped out of my haze when Rory spoke up again.

“Oh fuck and when I told him about you and me? God you should’ve heard him. It was just homophobic slur after slur. Shouting about how he’d never let me put his cock near another dude. Practically calling himself the straightest man on the planet and that his dick would never prick up for another man. So after that I had no choice but to torture him by watching some gay porn that his ‘straight’ dick got hard as a steel rod for.” Rory explained while enacting a crude jerk off motion over his bulging crotch. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard a more furious man in my life. Fuck I can still hear him now. Shouting at me like a lunatic.”

“Really? Has it been non stop since he woke up?”

“Preeeetyyyy much…” Rory sighed, rubbing his temples.

“Doesn’t that get… really fucking annoying?” I asked genuinely.

Rory rolled his head slightly before locking eyes with me again. “A bit yeah but I’m gradually learning to tune him out. I just have to envision turning down the volume on him. Like twisting a radio dial. Other than that I'm also learning how to probe through his mind and access his memories. I’ve already picked up a lot of his physical habits but I’ll need more than that if I wanna convince people that I’m the real Leo Barlett.”

I was surprised. I didn’t think that was something he’d be able to do. “Wow. You mean you can just look into his mind. Just like that? How did you even figure that out?”

“Well I can’t help but notice some of his memories and experiences slowly seeping through the cracks anyway. So I think if I just force those cracks wide enough I’ll probably be able to gain full access to everything he knows. But honestly… I’m not too worried about that right now.” He said with a sly grin. “Because right now all I wanna do is torture that son of a bitch to the max while enjoying the fuck out this sexy fucking body! And I wanna show you just how much I love you in the process.” Even though I knew he was trying to be sweet at the end there, it was quickly overshadowed by the blinding amount of lust shining through his eyes right now. Not that I minded. “But first… how’s about you show daddy how much you appreciate his new body first.”

And that was all the green light I needed. In seconds I was on him, jumping into his lap and worshipping every inch of his body. Kissing and licking his bulky biceps. Pressing my lips against his and savouring the feeling of his beard. Grinding my ass against his bulge and feeling it grow beneath me. Digging my nose into his armpits and huffing on his powerful scent. I could tell he was loving every second of it just as much as I was. Before long we tugged off each other’s tops and threw them across the room, finally allowing me to gaze upon those massive furry pecs in all their glory.

My hands flew towards those hairy mounds of muscle, massaging them and tweaking Rory’s nipples in a way that had him biting his lip. I felt like I was on auto pilot. Groping at his chest like some horny animal. But I couldn’t stop there. Before either of us knew it, I had my lips wrapped firmly around one of his nipples, sucking and teasing it as best I could. Nibbling on it in a way that enticed a moan to slip out of his mouth. I swapped between nipples constantly until my face finally settled between his pecs once again. Using my hands on either side to push the pliable muscle further around my head until my face was as buried as could. I was in heaven. Plain and simple.

“Goooood boy.” He grunted in my ear. “But I think it’s about time you showed daddy what that mouth of yours can really do.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I was down between his legs in a flash and tugging down those sweatpants. My jaw dropped at the sight of his dick straining heavily against his underwear. With a few good tugs they came down as well and that monster finally sprung forwards, free of its fabric prison and clearly aching for attention. The way it pulsed had me entranced for a moment until the feeling of Rory’s huge hand in the back of my head brought me back to reality.

The room filled with an orchestra of manly moans coming straight from Rory the second I wrapped my mouth around the tip of his cock. Even after how Rory had described it to me, I don’t think anything could’ve truly prepared me for how large it would be. Fatter than any cock I’d seen in real life that was for sure. It’s length was impressive to say the least but where it really shined was its girth. It was so damn thick that I struggled to get my lips around it at first! I was a guy who prided myself on my excellent cock sucking skills but I felt like I was out of my depth with this one. My throat was gonna need a lot more training before I was able to take all of that at once. For now though Rory seemed more than satisfied with me getting my lips just over halfway down his new shaft and taking care of the rest with my hand.

“He’s shouting about wanting to bash your skull in right now.” Rory told me as I came up for air. “So I’ll give him a compromise and fuck your skull instead.” He smirked before grabbing my hair and forcing me back down on his dick. Making me take as much of it as I possibly could before letting me back up only for air for a few seconds before pushing me back down again and again. I gagged and I gurgled. I spluttered and almost choked a little at one point when Rory got too excited. But I was too horny to give up.

When he finally let me pull away from his cock, I knew what was next. He picked me up and flipped me over before grabbing the back of my pants. I yelped a little as he ripped them open like a beast. A shiver flowed up my spine and before I knew it I could feel his beard pressing in between my exposed cheeks. Eating out my hole and preparing it for what was to come. I was a little nervous honestly. With a dick like that I was afraid he might split me in half. Yet despite that I couldn’t help craving it all the same.

“Well, would you look at that big guy?” Rory said, seemingly speaking to Leo again as he teased my hole with the tip of his cock. “You said your dick would never in a million years get anywhere close to another man’s ass. And yet…” With hardly any warning at all he thrust the tip of his cock inside me. I couldn’t stop myself from letting out what sounded more like a shriek than a moan. It felt as though I’d just been speared up the asshole. Well I guess I kinda had been.

What followed was a symphony of lewd wet slapping sounds mixed with constant groans from both me and Rory as he slowly pushed his dick deeper with every thrust. Between his moans, Rory would grunt about how good my tight hole felt as it squeezed around his enormous member. I on the other hand was gritting my teeth through the pain of being stretched out by a dick as colossal as his. I would’ve tapped out but the undercurrent of pleasure made the pain worth it. Feeling myself getting stuffed to the brim by that giant rod was… beyond anything. Once I’d adjusted to this, I wasn’t sure any other dick would be able to satisfy me in the same way again. Especially as the swing of his hips began to speed up causing him to plunge into me faster and harder. If he got any rougher with me I feared I was gonna meet god.

Thankfully I remained very much attached to this world as Rory flipped us into position after position. Drilling my hole into oblivion while the real Leo was forced to watch no doubt. Until finally he was getting close. I could tell by how he’d been slowing down again to delay his orgasm but he wasn’t gonna hold on for much longer. Those huge balls that’d been smacking against me for the last however long were ready to blow, I could feel it.

And blow they did. Rory let out a long passionate roar as his cock started to spasm inside me. Half a second later I felt the flood gates open. Cum began pouring out of his dick at a rate that had my eyes widening with shock. Every spurt of cum his cock launched was bigger than one of my entire loads. They were like small tidal waves which soon began overfilling my hole to the point where cum began to seep out of my ass before Rory even had a chance to pull out. And when he finally did with a wet *shloop* his cum streamed down one of my legs in a white river of man seed.

Moments after I felt those strong arms wrapping around me again. One gently slipping down towards my cock that was hard as fuck and dripping with precum.

“You did really well for dad.” He whispered softly in my ear. “So well in fact that I think you deserve a reward.” My ears pricked up at that. My initial assumption being that he was gonna finish my off with a sloppy blowjob and let me cum all over that perfect face. But what he suggest was even better. “You must be sore after all that. How would you like to get some revenge by popping daddy’s cherry and fucking this straight hairy virgin ass?”

I looked over my shoulder at him, my gaze filled with nothing but pure lust and desire. “I’d love that more than anything.” I said wholeheartedly. Rory gave me that devilish smirk I recognised oh so well. He shifted his weight off my body, allowing me to stand up so I could jerk my cock a little to the sight of him. “Now get on all fours like the dumb muscle ape you are and show me that ass!” I demanded, doing my best to turn on my dominant side despite how submissive I’d felt moments ago.

Rory didn’t say a word. Only smiling as he did exactly what I asked. Getting on all fours and arching his back before waving that fat hairy bubble butt at me. And it was gorgeous. A sight so beautiful that I couldn’t stop my greedy mouth from diving between those huge globes he called an ass. Eating him out and swirling my tongue around his tight entrance. Eventually being able to coax it open just enough to slip a finger inside. Hearing him groan like a beast in heat at just one finger was definitely competing for the hottest thing I’d witnessed in my entire life. Especially knowing that homophobic prick Leo was probably freaking the fuck out inside Rory’s head.

It took some time but once I was sure his hole was prepped enough, I stood back up. Aligning my own average dick with his entrance. I thought about going slow and pushing in gently. But this was supposed to be revenge right? He certainly wasn’t gentle when he stuffed that monster dick inside me. So…

“AAUUOHHHHHHRRHHHHHUUU-FUUUUUUUCKKKK!!” Rory roared in pain as I stuffed his hole all the way down to the hilt of my dick. Sure his might’ve been bigger when he fucked me but I was willing to bet this was still more intense for him considering his new ass had never been fucked before. I’d been stretched further than ever before but he was being stretched for the very first time and the pained look on his face made it blindingly obvious. “Ohhhhhhh godddddddd… that’s right Leo… you’re such a fucking faggot now. Taking cock up the fucking ass like a slut.” Rory muttered to himself. “Don’t fight it… you’re gonna love it just as much as me.” With that he looked back at me with a laboured expression. “Fuck me.”

And I fucking did.

The moment he gave me the all clear, I was on him like a bull. Slamming my cock frantically back and forth into his hole. Fucking his tight hairy ass in a feverish frenzy of lust and ecstasy. The hairy flesh of his ass jiggled with every thrust and in turn caused a smacking sound that filled the room. It was even louder than when he was fucking me thanks to the sheer volume of his bubbly ass. All the while he moaned like a complete bitch as he balled his fists up tight and squeezed his eyes shut. But not for one second did he tell me to stop. Using every ounce of his strength to allow himself to be plowed by me. So I made sure not to disappoint and fucked him like it was our last day on Earth.

Unfortunately I couldn’t keep going for as long due to how horny I already was after my own fucking but perhaps that was for the best with how new his body was to this. Already I could feel my cum building. Swelling up inside until finally I couldn’t hold it. Before long I was splattering Rory’s insides with my seed. It was probably the biggest load I’ve ever blown yet it was still nowhere near the amount of cum Rory had unloaded inside me.

By the time I finally pulled out, Rory looked as though he was about to collapse from relief, exhaustion and satisfaction all at the same time. His giant manhood was leaking even more cum all over the carpet beneath him while he panted. That sight would be burned into my brain forever. Rory inside his brand new body, down on his hands and knees with an ass full of my cum.

“So. What did Leo think of that?” I asked cheekily.

Rory looked at me and laughed. “He won’t admit it… but I think he liked getting fucked in the ass if you ask me.” He claimed as he slowly pushed himself up off the floor and onto his feet again. “He’s shouting all sorts of slurs again but while you were fucking me I could hear him moaning too. He feels everything I feel. And I loved that. So as much as he wants to deny it, I know he did too. He’ll learn that eventually.” He then leaned in and planted a sweet kiss on my lips. “So. How’s about the two of us get cleaned up and we can figure out where to go from here?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

———

So here we sat. A month later in a little coffee shop near my house. Rory sipped so innocently on his iced latte as we enjoyed the moment together. We’d had plenty of time to get used to our new situation. He’d almost fully adjusted to his new hulking body and I’d just about been able to wrap my head around the idea of him being a totally different man on the outside. I like to think the near constant and never ending sex we’ve been having has helped with that. His formerly straight asshole has done well to adjust. On the other hand I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to that massive dick of his. I’m the one getting fucked more often than not and I’m still shocked whenever he shoves it inside. But I still love every second of it nonetheless.

That said however, there’s been a few complications with our new and unique situation that we’re still trying to sort out. First of all being our living situation. Naturally Rory now had Leo’s old apartment to think about and deal with. Secondly we had no idea when we were gonna tell our families. After all, to everyone else, Rory died months ago. I’m the only one who knows that he never moved on. He didn’t even reveal his identity to my dad while he was possessing him a while back. So if anyone saw us together now, they’d think I jumped onto another man’s dick before the dust had even settled.

We talked about it a lot. Mainly about whether we were gonna tell everyone the truth or not. The alternative would be to keep it a secret and have Rory take over Leo’s identity completely. It was a difficult one but we’d figure it out eventually. On top of that we also had to deal with Leo’s old life potentially coming back to haunt us. All those girls he lied to and hooked up with. All those sexist homophobic pigs Leo called friends. Along with whatever else Leo had done that could bite us in the ass. We had a lot on our plate. We’ve already started by telling all the girlfriends the truth and that went… as well as one could expect. But we agreed it was the only right thing to do.

Meanwhile Rory has been trying to keep a low profile at Leo’s construction job and not get involved with Leo’s old friends too much. He’d originally thought of looking for a new job altogether. Perhaps one similar to the job he used to have. After some consideration though, he decided he might try and find another constructive company to work with instead. After all, he has all of Leo’s memories now. That included all the ins and outs of being a construction worker. He admitted that he actually kinda liked it. All that physical labour was quite rewarding apparently. Might as well keep at it since he’s got the body for it.

Speaking of his body, he’s been hitting the gym like crazy. Yet another thing he’s picked up from Leo. He was making damn sure his body stayed in perfect shape. He’s even been getting me to come with him in the hopes of putting on a little muscle extra myself. Not that I minded. Getting to see him all worked up and sweaty after a tough session at the gym had quickly become a highlight of my day.

All that said, I love how things have turned out for us. This new chapter might’ve begun with tragedy but it’s continued with us developing a connection even deeper than before. Or maybe I’m just thinking about his new cock penetrating me deeper than ever. Either way I know that in the long run, we are gonna live the long and happy life together that we always planned. Just the two of us.

Well… the two of us plus Leo who was still trapped inside his own mind. Though Rory seems to think he’s been getting quieter as of late. Not complaining and ranting all the time like he used to. Maybe Leo was just finally starting to accept that Rory’s new body didn’t belong to him anymore. Or perhaps his consciousness was slowly starting to fade after all. Melting into the depths of Rory’s soul, never to return. It was impossible to say at this point but I’m sure we’ll find out in time.

For now I’m just going to enjoy this moment with him in the coffee shop and every moment to come for the rest of our lives.

[alimpbanana]

Experiencing the Locals' Lives

My mate and I have been looking forward to this vacation. After all, isn't best to live like the locals do when on vacation, especially to distance yourself away from your normal lives.

We each split up to find a local to spend our vacation in an hour ago. I found a worthy target right away. This guy was napping on a towel under the shade of a palm tree, easily out of view from the rest of the beach. I snuck up behind him, before immediately jumping into his mouth. He woke up startled, but I was in control before he could realize anything. Flexing my muscles, I try to recall his details. My new name is "Ricardo", and he's a local fisherman. This was apparently the one day he had off during the week.

I take a few steps with my new weight, before wading to a secluded area behind the rocks. This was our rendezvous point. Only my mate was nowhere to be seen. Whatever, might as well have some time to myself. 

As I was breaking in my new body, I suddenly hear some splashing behind me. 

I turn around to greet the stranger. It's a young 20 some looking guy.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing"

...

"Sure took your time huh?" 

 "Sorry dude, I had to ditch his annoying ass girlfriend and her family." 

"Whatever man. Let's just take a pic to start this trip."

[putradisguiser]

I’ve never done a disguise where I look like a much younger guy before. Usually, I go for men around my age or way older. That’s always been my go to. It’s not that I don’t like younger guys…I just never really care much to becoming one. Deep down, I think it’s because whenever I imagine pulling up as a hot young dude, the guys I normally catfish and play with automatically expect me to be a bottom and submissive. Don’t get me wrong, I’m verse, so I’m not against bottoming at all. But I’m a dominant in bed. It’s just that it completely kills my fantasy… the one where a younger guy is the one doing the fucking, wrecking an older man senseless, ykim? Or worse….I’d end up attracting a bunch of girls and boys who are actually the same age as my disguise. And that? That just feels… weird, eughhh. But today I’m in the mood to challenge myself. I want something fresh. A new sensation...

Let’s see… I don’t think I wanna steal an already existing guy’s face like I usually do. I’ve been scrolling Instagram and TikTok for the past twenty minutes, and nothing’s really hitting right….

This one has gorgeous eyes… but ehh, I don’t like his hair and whole vibe. That guy’s cute, but way too feminine for what I’m going for

Nope… not this one either. Definitely not him

Ughhhhh

[A few moments later]

Ohh… you know what let’s just grab a bunch of younger guys I actually like and make my own. Okay… this guy’s face is promising… oh yeah, that one too… him… him… and him… aaaand him. Perfect. So now I’ve got ten faces, time to drag all these photos into Blender and see what kind of frakenstein magic I can cook up… hehehe

Alright, let’s start blending. Give him those sexy bedroom eyes… a sharp, defined jawline that could cut glass… a cute button nose… thick eyebrows… long, fluttery lashes… and plump, curly lips made for sucking dick

Yeahhh, just like that

[Blending the faces… Processing… Blending complete…]

Niceee… fuck, that’s already looking good.Now that the face is coming together, I need to level it up and find the perfect hair for him.…

Okay. This one right here? This hair’s perfect. Very Gen Z…

Now let’s plop that perfect hair right onto my disguise… thereee you gooo!! Daaaammnn, it’s already looking so fucking good! Shiiittt…!! Hahahaha 😆

[The face spins slowly 360 degrees on the screen from every angle]

Okay, this is actually so much fun! Creating a whole disguise from scratch like this feels next level. I should do this way more often. Now… let’s wait for it to print. Imma just drag this fresh face drags the rendered face straight into the face printer and hit start. While I’m waiting, let’s get the body ready

[Inside my skinsuit closet]

For a younger guy, I’m thinking lean and athletic. Visible abs, toned muscles, nothing too bulky. Fair, smooth skin… yeah, this one looks promising. Hmmm… it’s decent, but I really don’t like how flat the chest is

[Heading over to my other closet]

Heheheh… okay, let’s make this interesting. What if I slap on these huge tits? It would be so wild a lean, athletic body with massive, bouncy tits. Why the hell not right 😁

Ohohohooo…I can already picture myself using these fat, heavy pecs to jerk off whichever poor guy I end up catfishing tonight. Sliding his cock between them, watching his face melt… fuckkk 🤤

All I need to do is glue this breast plate onto the bodysuit. First, I spray the chest area generously with the glue spray… nice and even. Okay… now we wait about five minutes for it to get properly tacky before pressing the breast plate on. Five minutes later, the glue’s nice and tacky now… Perfect!

I pick up the heavy breast plate, feeling its soft, squishy weight in my hands. These things are ridiculous… big, round and perky, with puffy pink nipples that already look like they’re begging to be played with. I line it up carefully against the flat chest of the bodysuit, then press it down firmly, smoothing my palms over the curves to make sure it seals perfectly. No bubbles, no gaps. Just smooth, seamless fake flesh. I step back and admire my work. Now the body looks insane: lean athletic build, sharp abs, smooth fair skin… and then these massive, heavy tits sitting proudly on top like they own the place. The contrast is ridiculous and hot as hell 🤤

I can already imagine some thirsty older guy losing his mind when he sees them spilling out of a tight shirt. I give them a little playful bounce with my hands. They jiggle realistically

Hehehe, this is going to be so much fun~~

Next up…lower half!

I dig deeper into the closet and pull out a matching skinsuit bottom. This one comes with a thick, juicy ass. I step into the bodysuit carefully, sliding my legs in first, then working it up over my hips. The material hugs every inch of me like a second skin, cool and slick at first, then warming up as it molds to my body…

But wait! I’m not quite done yet. Something’s still missing down below. A hot 21 year old with massive tits and a fat ass needs the perfect cock to complete the fantasy. I grin and rummaging through the special genital attachments until I find it…the humongous pink cock and balls set I custom made months ago but never used. It’s insane: thick, veiny, and long even when soft, with a fat, bulbous pink head that already looks lewd as hell….❤️‍🔥

The balls are heavy, low hanging, and huge each one the size of a tennis balls, hairy and plump, swinging heavily with every movement. The whole package is hyper realistic, skin safe, and comes with internal reservoirs for cum simulation if I want to get really nasty

“Fuckkkyaaa… this is exactly what this slutty body needs 🤤”

I carefully detach the current flat crotch panel from the skinsuit and swap it out for the new genital plate plop

The attachment clicks into place with a satisfying seal, the edges blending seamlessly. I adjust the internal harness so everything sits perfectly. The massive pink cock hanging heavy and thick between my legs, the huge tennis balls resting full and pendulous underneath. Even soft, it’s already obscenely noticeable, the pink shaft curving slightly downward with realistic weight, the foreskin hugging the fat head just right

I can’t resist playing with it immediately.I wrap both hands around the thick shaft, feeling its realistic warmth and weight. It’s so big and hairy my fingers don’t even meet. I give it a slow, lazy stroke, watching the heavy balls sway and bounce

“Mmm… look at this fat fucking cock… bet you’d choke on it”

I keep stroking, teasing the fat pink head until it starts to plump up, thickening even more in my grip. The huge balls tighten slightly, the skin stretching smooth and shiny. The sensory feedback from the skinsuit is insane… every touch sends sparks straight to my real cock tucked away inside, mixing with the lingering mess from earlier. I give the heavy sack a gentle squeeze, rolling the big balls in my palm while I admire myself in the full length mirror

Once it’s fully on, I smooth everything down, making sure the seams at the waist blend perfectly with the chest plate. I turn sideways in front of the full length mirror and check myself out. Damn, lean torso, huge ass tits, and a fat ass… it’s giving Incubus energy, but with my own twisted twist. Exactly what I was going for 😈

I run my hands over the curves, squeezing the heavy pecs and giving my new ass a firm slap. The sound echoes satisfyingly. A little shiver runs through me. This bodysuit disguise is already turning me on, and I haven’t even put the face on yet hehehe…

There’s one more crucial detail I can’t skip. I don’t just look the part, I have to smell like one too. And not just any smell. I want that perfect, addictive young guy musk that drives people crazy: fresh, cocky, slightly sweet, with that deep, warm musky skin scent that makes them want to bury their face in my neck and armpits and lose control

I head over to my scent lab corner. It’s a messy shelf packed with little vials, pheromone concentrates, essential oils, and custom skin safe mixes I’ve been tinkering with for years. Let’s create something special for this disguise! 😁

I grab a clean spray bottle and start mixing. First, a base of warm, clean skin scent, something that smells like fresh sweat after a light gym or basketball session, but not too gross, just inviting... I add a few drops of that. Next, a hint of sweet youthfulness and a touch of ripe tang for that boyish freshness. Then comes the dangerous part…ouuuuh the pheromones. I drip in a generous amount of my strongest young alpha blend: a custom mix that’s heavy on androstenone and androstadienone, the stuff that makes guys’ brains short circuit and their cocks twitch without them even knowing why. Aaand for extra heat, I throw in a whisper of cedarwood and a tiny bit of musk from my freshly fucked collection. Just enough to make it smell like I’ve been horny and ready all day, hihihi

I shake the bottle hard, then spritz that bad boy on my right armpit and take a deep sniff. Ffffuuuuckkkkk….!! 🤤🤤 that’s perfect .It’s exactly what I wanted: clean, youthful, a little sweet, but underneath it all there’s this raw, masculine undertone that screams atrouble. The kind of scent that lingers in the air and makes someone want to pin me down and inhale me like a drug

I grin wickedly and start spraying it all over my new body, generous mist across my neck, down my smooth chest and between those massive tits, under my arms, along my lean abs, and especially around my thick ass and the hidden pouch where my cock sits tucked away

The warm mist settles on my skin, mixing with the realistic texture of the skinsuit. Within seconds, the whole disguise starts radiating that irresistible young guy pheromone cloud .I take another deep breath, letting the scent fill my lungs. Shiiii… even I’m getting turned on by how good it smells…. Now the illusion is almost complete….

But but but…I still have another piece to complete — the voice. A 21 year old guy doesn’t just look and smell like fresh, cocky trouble… he has to sound like it too. That smooth, youthful timbre with just the right hint of cocky swagger and bedroom rasp. The kind that makes dicks twitch the second I open my mouth

I head over to my tech bench, the one cluttered with circuit boards, tiny speakers, and voice modulators I’ve been hacking for years. Time to build something special~

I turn up my voice software, pull up the voice library, and start designing from scratch. I want it deep enough to sound masculine but still boyishly bright. I layer in a light, flirty huskiness…atouch of playful and nasty growl on the low notes, and a little crackle when I get excited or horny. I tweak the pitch until it sits right: young, energetic, but soft, velvety masculine that is just hard to ignore. Then I add subtle pheromone reactive modulation so the voice actually shifts a tiny bit warmer and breathier when my body heat rises. Filthy little detail, but it’s gonna be lethal 😏

I etch the custom chip, solder the micro speaker array, and coat everything in a thin, skin safe adhesive. The finished modulator is tiny, no bigger than a grain of rice with a soft, flexible throat patch that will blend perfectly under the mask’s neck seam. I tilt my head back, stretch the skin at the base of my throat, and press the chip into place. It warms instantly, syncing with the skinsuit’s neural layer. A quick calibration beep vibrates through my neck

“Alright… let’s test this bad boy” I clear my throat or at least try to. My normal, voice comes out first “Hey… testing, one two—” it cracks halfway. The sound warps, pitching up smoothly, smoothing out into something lighter, fresher, younger “—testing… whoa, fuck…” My eyes widen. The new voice is exactly what I wanted. Smooth, cocky, with that playful lilt that screams 21 year old brat who knows exactly how hot he is

I grin and keep going, letting my old voice bleed and melt into the new one on purpose.“Yo, what’s good… you like what you see?” The last word comes out in my old tone for half a second before the chip takes over completely. Deep, flirty, drippin’ in youthful swagger. It sends a shiver straight down my spine.

I squeeze my huge, jiggly, fat pecs and really start playing “Mmmmhmm… you wanna bury your face right here?” My voice cracking once more from old to new before locking in perfectly. The sound is so fucking hot it makes my freshly spent cock twitch again inside the soaked pouch. The modulator handles every filthy syllable flawlessly now. I moan low and long just to hear it, letting the sound roll around the room. Fuuuckk this is my new voice…

“Bet you’d love to slide your dick between these fat tits while I talk you through it…ya? Tell me how bad you want this tight ass…”

I hold my pecs then streeeeetttchhh them upward…. Unghhhmmm…. PPLLOOOOPPP!! They stretch back to my chest…ffuckk!! My cock twitch and spurt a cum immediately

My nipples peak hard against the heavy breast plate, and I can feel my ass clench involuntarily

beep beep beep beeeeeep

Finally, the printer finally beeps, signaling that the face is done. I walk over, open the tray and carefully lift out the freshly printed mask. It feels warm and supple in my hands, the skin texture is insanely realistic. Holy fuckin shit…. Staring back at me is a ridiculously hot younger guy. Those bedroom eyes stare back at me, hollowed, framed by thick brows and long lashes. The plump, curly lips look even more perfect in person.

I put my fingers inside the mouth, feeling the slick wet of the pink tongue and perfectly white teeth. The moment my fingers slide inside, the warm, slick wetness of the perfectly textured pink tongue greets me. Soft, wet, and so lifelike it makes my breath hitch. I run my fingertips along the smooth, perfectly white teeth, feeling the gentle ridges and the way the inner cheeks hug my fingers like a real mouth. The saliva like lubricant built into the mask makes everything glide slickly, warm and inviting….

“Mmmmfff… fuckkkk”

The sensation is overwhelming. My fingers explore deeper, pressing against the squishy tongue, tracing the roof of the mouth, feeling every hype realistic detail. The mask’s micro expressions make my lips pout and stretch naturally around my knuckles. I can’t stop there.My free hand drops down. My huge cock springs out heavily, already thickening from all the teasing. I wrap my fingers around the thick, veiny shaft, which still slick from the earlier mess and guide the fat, bulbous pink head toward the mask’s mouth. I press the swollen tip against the plump lips and slowly push inside…..

“Ohhhhhhhhffff…uckkk….🤤💦”

The mouth stretches open perfectly around the massive girth, the slick tongue curling instinctively against the underside as I slide deeper. The wet heat envelops me inch by inch, the realistic throat giving just enough resistance to feel filthy and tight

“Hnnnghhh….!!😖”

I hold the base of my cock steady and start jerking it slowly right there, fucking my own mask’s mouth with deliberate strokes feeling every ridge of the teeth and the slippery tongue

“Njirrrr… that’s so good…!!” I moan in that smooth in my new voice. The dual sensation is insane my real hand pumping the thick pink cock, the slick, warm mouth sucking and sliding around it, the heavy balls swinging heavily with every thrust. The pheromone cloud from my neck, pecs, and now the musky scent rising off the cock itself creates a thick, heady fog that makes my head spin…. 🤤

Glork..!! Gloorrk…!! Ghmmmphh…!! Glorrrk…schlorrrrrppp…!!

“Ahhhhhh….!!!”

I push it deeper, watching in the mirror as my plump lips stretch obscenely around the humongous shaft, a thin string of saliva dripping down the chin. My massive tits bounce softly with the rhythm, the fat ass clenching behind me, and the new voice keeps spilling out broken, horny moans, whimpers

“Mmm… OHHH yeah, take this fat cock… just like that…”

My tucked away real cock throbs hard inside the skinsuit cock, leaking again into the already messy lining. I speed up, jerking harder, fucking the mask’s mouth with shallow, greedy thrusts until my thighs start to tremble

Byuuuurrrrrrttt….!!

“GAHHH💦💦”

The orgasm hits me like a wave, sudden and intense. I bury the humongous pink cock as deep as the mouth allows and cum hard….

Thick spurts pulsing down the simulated throat while my own body shakes and my voice cracks into a high, desperate moan

“Haaahh…haaah…hahh…”

When I finally pull out, the fat pink head glistens with slick, my plump lips stay parted and puffy, a messy string of saliva connecting them to the tip. I’m panting, flushed under the mask, tits heaving, that ridiculous cock still half hard and swinging

“Shit… this is way too fucking dangerous,” I laugh breathlessly. “If I’m this turned on just testing it… those poor guys are gonna get absolutely destroyed tonight”

With a deep breath, I stretch the mask open and start pulling it over my head. The material slides down smoothly, hugging my scalp, my cheeks, my jaw. I carefully align the eye holes, nose, and mouth, then press and smooth everything into place until it seals seamlessly at the neck. Then I hold both of my smooth cheeks so wide and give em a good nghmmm…!! Streeeeeettttchhh….!! From side to side and —— PLOP!! PLOOOPP!!

Fuckkk yaaa that feels good heheheh… 🤪🤤

I step closer to the full length mirror wall, raising both hands to rub my smooth cheeks steadily. The skin feels soft, supple, with that perfect youthful tightness under my fingertips. Damn, ten different faces blended together, and this is what I ended up with. A dangerous hot 21 year old stud staring back at me. I can still taste the faint, salty remnants of my cum lingering inside the mask’s mouth. It makes my tongue glide over the perfectly white teeth as I savor it, a filthy little reminder that turns me on all over again. I lock eyes with my reflection and start eye fucking myself hard. Tilting my head, biting my lower lip, letting my bedroom eyes go heavy and hungry. Every expression feels so natural thanks to the mask’s micro movements. I raise an eyebrow, smirk arrogantly, then flash a bright, boyish grin

YAY I LOOK SO PRETTY!!!

Then I really let go… I slide into a couple of proper goon faces. Eyes rolling back slightly, tongue lolling out just a bit, lips parted in that dumb, horny, brain-melted expression. I push it further “Ngaaahhh~~” full ahegao vibes mixed with pure gooner bliss, crossed eyes, flushed cheeks under the skin, mouth hanging open in a sloppy O while I let out a filthy moan “Fuuuuck… this face can pull the filthiest, hottest goon face ever!”

I hold the nastiest goon expression for a few extra seconds, letting my new voice spill out in a breathy, desperate whimper.

“Shit… if this is what I look like when I’m lost in it… those guys guys are gonna lose their fucking minds”

One….last…..final…adjustment…. 🙏🏽🙏🏽

This bad boy doesn’t just smell like a sexy young stallion from the neck down. That fresh, messy hair has to carry its own filthy little signature too. I want it to scream “just rolled out of bed after jerking off all night”. Clean, sporty, with that warm, boyish scalp musk that makes people weak. I reach for my special hair scent kit. A custom blend I’ve been perfecting: premium hair mist base mixed with my strongest pheromone concentrate. I spritz a generous cloud directly into the roots of my new hair, working it through with my fingers so it sinks into every strand. Another light mist over the ends for that lingering “come closer” effect. I shake my head once, letting the scent bloom

“Fuckkk….”

The moment the warm, silky strands brush my cheeks and the full aroma hits my nose, it’s like a goddamn freight train of pure lust slams into me. It mixes instantly with the body pheromone cloud still rising off my neck, my chest, my cock… turning the whole disguise into one walking, breathing aphrodisiac bomb. I lean in closer to the mirror, my fingers dig deep into a thick lock of hair, then I bring my fingers into my nose and inhale deep long and greedy. Fuuuuck… the overload is instant. The scent floods every sense: warm, cocky, horny, addictive, like I’ve been edged for hours and someone just whispered “cum for me” directly into my skull

”Oh shit… oh my god— 💦💦”

I let out helpless groan rips out of me as my cock erupts Thick, hot ropes pulse out in heavy spurts, soaking the inner lining, no hands needed, just the overwhelming smell of my own perfect disguise pushing me over the edge. My whole body shakes, as I ride the longest, most intense HFO I’ve had in months. The scent keeps rolling over me in waves, milking every last drop while I whimper and gasp like a begging slut. When it finally slows, I’m panting, flushed a stupid, blissed out grin spreading across my face

“Fffuckkkk… hmmmm”

I laugh breathlessly, still sniffing my hair like an addict. “If this smell wrecks me this hard… those guys aren’t gonna stand a chance”

I give my soaked cock a little satisfied pat through the skinsuit, feeling the warm mess shift inside, then strike one last pose in the mirror.

Fuuuuck… this is too much even for me. I’m gonna have guys drooling and begging the second they see and feel me like this…

Alright, now I’m really ready to ruin someone with this new look… 😈

[hunkpossessionghost-deactivated]

Hospital Possession

Iyzdham was just resting in his hospital room post-surgery for appendicitis at a local hospital when the ghost of a college student named Jake appeared.

The moment Jake laid eyes on him, he just knew that Iyzdham would be the perfect body for him to start a brand new life. From his hard abs and cute face, Jake just knew that Iyzdham's perfect for him.

Jake decided to wait for the perfect time for him to possess Iyzdham and when he went to the bathroom, Jake decided it's the perfect time for him to strike.

In the bathroom, Iyzdham was just brushing his teeth when he felt a sudden cold touch his back. "Damn what's with the cold..?" Before he could say anything, Jake put his hands into Iyzdham's back and entered him like he's a bodysuit.

"AARGH WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Iyzdham screamed as he felt himself being invaded in all parts of his body, causing him to convulse. Jake managed to take control of every part of Iyzdham, from his arms to his legs.

When it was just his mind left, Iyzdham whimpered, "Please.. let me go..." Jake then said with his new mouth as he took control of Iyzdham's mind "Sorry, man... I wanted a new life and your body is perfect for me hehehe..."

As Jake was exploring his new body, touching every part of his new body, the real Iyzdham continued to scream to be let go, but Jake silenced him completely.

"What an annoying brat... hehehe" Jake, now Iyzdham, then pinched his new nipples hard as he feels all the new pleasures.

[beneathhisskin]

[beneathhisskin]

he just wanted to see life through his friends eyes

[bradpastry24]

Tonight’s the night

Alright, all ready for the party tonight. says Jay

You bet, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, says Lewis( Alan)

Let’s hit the road, what time is it Jay, says Rico.

It’s 9:31, didn’t you say the party begins at 8, says Jay.

That’s fine, it’s all nighter, many people will be coming home or finishing nite work, we got plenty of time, says Rico.

Also the best part of the party is close to midnight anyway, says Rico.

They then proceeded to get in the car and head to the party. After their arrival, they all saw a bunch of people.

He wasn’t kidding when he said it would be huge, says Jay with wonder and surprise. Alright, let’s divide and conquer, bros, says Lewis(Alan).

They played music and drink while dancing and finding other people to dance with. It was at this time Alan begin to make some moves. He found a guy name Jack who was a pretty fit guy. Alan proceeded to go to him and say:

This party is crazy huh, says Alan as he attempts to make conversation.

Yea you can say that again, says Jack as he spoke loudly over the music, this is the first party I went to. Are they normally like this?

Naw, it’s usually more quieter and people too focused on reading books. Alan says.

Isn’t that a book club, Jack says.

Really that’s what call it? Alan says with surprise.

Haha, your so silly, Jack says, also my name is Jack, What’s yours?

I’m Al- I mean Lewis, says Alan catching himself, woah I almost lost myself for a minute there, these drinks are something else.

Have you tried the weed here man, says Jack

For the next hour, they got blunts and smoke two or more. I mean who’s counting. As time passed, the high increased , so did the lust. Eventually it got to a point where more people started having sex.

Woo, that’s some good stuff my dude, says Jack, don’t you agree.

Oh yea, says Alan, you wanna take it to the room and go more in depth.

Your speaking my love language Lewis, says Jack seductively, imma show you just how deep my love goes, Lewis.

Then show on, says Lewis as he kisses Jack on the lips and guide him to the direction of the room. Once they found the door, they could not contain themselves and passion over took them. Jack started to make his move and picked up Lewis(Alan) as he proceeded to the bed making out. They stop briefly to take off their clothes and then took it to the next level.

Remember when I said, I would show you how deep I can go, says Jack seductively in passion as he proceeded to flip Lewis(Alan) on his stomach.

Jack proceeded to grab Lewis “best asset” with both hand and begin to eat Lewis tight muscular ass out with his tongue causing Lewis(Alan) to moans in pleasure.

Next, Jack pulled out his hard throbbing cock and slowly went into Lewis tight asshole.

I can see you never bottomed before, says Jack, don’t worry I’ll be gentle with you.

Jack proceeded to go in and out with his cock into Lewis asshole gradually increasing the pace until he found the perfect rhythm. Both not being able to contain themselves trying to hold back the edge in perfect unison bursted in climax.

More than a hour passed and both were out from exhaustion to sleep. Minutes later, Jay accidentally barged the room to have a threesome between Rico and that “fine ass girl” with the friend who invited them to the party. Oh aha, I’m sorry bro, I didn’t know you were in here, Jay said, we were gonna have a threesome in this room and have you join the orgasm but you seemed tapped out. Yea man, this body exhausted, Lewis(Alan) says. As they walked away, he had another idea. Hey Jay, says Alan catching him just as he exited the door.

Yea man, Jay causally says.

Just as he is about to turn around Alan already abandoned Lewis body, begins to leap behind Jay’s body. As Alan’s body was sucked into Jay’s body, Jay spasms and got a hard on for it. When situated, he took of his shirt and flexes Jay’s muscle.

Now that’s a body, says Jay(Alan), I’m taking quite a liking to it.

Don’t worry Jay, I’ll take good care of you, says Alan(Jay), I can definitely see you topping in this body, Jay. Your getting bald, but only in a way you can make it look sexy.

Hey Jay, you still on for the threesome, says Rico.

Yea, I’ll be right there, says Jay(Alan).

Don’t worry Lewis, says Alan looking back at the sleeping Lewis with a wicked grin on his face, I’ll be back for ya. After flexing a bit and admiring God’s handy work Alan says,

“Alright, let’s go for round two.”