Body Swaps, Possessions, and Shapeshifts

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[hominummundi]

[max-the-many]

Can't wait to slip in...

[bodyswapenespanol]

El asalto

Eh we, no mames, este men sí se pasó de roña, chebato, pensé que el wey me iba a tumbar en la avenida, pero nel. Pinche bato, llegó bien vergas y que me dice “ya te la sabes, ni te resistas que te va a ir en feria”, pensé que me iba a tumbar el celular y nel, we, que se roba mi cuerpo. Nomás me dejó ahí todo paniqueado, al chile, we, no sabía ni que hacer. Se peló con mi cuerpo y me dejó ahí todo bien sacado de pedo sin saber qué hacer ni pa dónde irme. Ya van dos semanas y sigo aquí atorado, ya hasta empiezo a hablar y portarme como él

[bodyswapenespanol]

Castigado

Christian

Mi papá pensó que me estaba castigando al obligarme cambiar de cuerpo con él, pero no podría estar más equivocado.

Sí, al principio fue algo desagradable despertar y ver que me había convertido en un viejo, además de tener que usar sus incómodos trajes todo el tiempo, pero debo admitir que está en bastante buena forma y me he ido acostumbrando usar ropa tan formal, además de lo bien que se siente tener barba.

El trabajo ha sido increíble, no entiendo por qué se queja tanto, lo único que he hecho es viajar y hablar con la gente para hacer negocios, lo cual me sale muy natural ahora que soy él, además de que todo el mundo lo trata con respeto.

Lo mejor de todo es que puedo usar su tarjeta de crédito todo lo que quiera, he estado gastando en bares caros y restaurantes lujosos con sus amigos como loco. Al principio se molestó pero no es como que pueda hacer algo al respecto. No sé cuánto tiempo más piense dejarnos así, por mí puede tardarse lo que quiera.

[bodyswapenespanol]

Entre compas. Parte 1. Eduardo

Marcos y yo hemos sido compas desde  la prepa y siempre hemos tenido muchas cosas en común, además de ser los más guapos de la escuela, porque aunque él siempre fue más deportista, yo también le daba al gym. Ahora ya estamos en la universidad, y aún cuando vamos en carreras diferentes, siempre nos juntamos para pistear y pasarla chido, nos tenemos un buen de confianza.

Me acuerdo que el día del cambio tomamos un montón. Esa vez, mientras cotorreábamos en su casa, me dijo que mi novia se le hacía muy guapa y que la neta le gustaría acostarse con ella, yo no me molesté porque a mí su novia también me gustaba.

- Sí, we, pero ellas no van a querer cambiar de pareja. Son bien celosas.

- Ya sé, we, pero igual estaría chido. Ha de estar chido ser tú y poder darte a tu morra.

- Jajaja, quisieras wey.

Seguimos un rato hasta que no pudimos más y se nos acabó el alcohol. Pedí un uber y como pude me fui para mi casa, nada más me acuerdo cuando caí en la cama.

En la mañana me dolía un buen la cabeza como si estuviera bien crudo, abrí los ojos y vi que seguía en el cuarto de Marcos, era muy extraño porque juraba haber ido a mí casa. Da igual. 

Sentí mi erección matutina y como estaba solo, decidí que me iba a hacer una paja para  bajármela, aunque al llevarme la mano me saqué un buen de onda porque traía una truza y yo siempre uso bóxer, es más, ni siquiera traía pantalón, espero que las cervezas no nos hayan traicionado y me haya ganado la calentura con Marcos... mi torso también estaba desnudo y me preocupé más cuando me toqué y sentí los músculos demasiado marcados, en chinga abrí los ojos, miré hacía abajo y comprobé que mi pecho, mis piernas y mis pies estaban diferentes, no entendí qué estaba pasando y asustado corrí a buscar un espejo. Cuando toqué mi cara no podía creer que estaba en el cuerpo de Marcos...

[bodyswapenespanol]

Entre compas. Parte 2. Marcos

Entre compas. Parte 1. Eduardo Marcos y yo hemos sido compas desde  la prepa y siempre hemos tenido muchas cosas en común, además de ser

Nunca había me había pasado algo tan extraño como esto. Debí haber sabido que algo estaba mal cuando desperté demasiado caliente y tuve que quitarme la ropa para poder masturbarme, pero seguía estando muy borracho. Hace dos semanas que desperté en el cuerpo de Eduardo, me quedé en shock cuando me di cuenta de que estaba en su habitación y más aún cuando vi su cara en el espejo, desde entonces no tuvimos otra opción que fingir ser el otro.

Por fin pude acostarme con su novia, y aunque estuvo tan rico como me imaginaba, hay algo que me sigue perturbando: ser él es una experiencia demasiado erótica. Nunca me han gustado los hombres, mucho menos Eduardo, pero siento una extraña fascinación por estar en su cuerpo, usar su ropa, desvestirme, sentir su piel como si fuera mía, mirarme y explorar cada nueva parte de mí.

Por supuesto que quiero regresar a la normalidad, pero por ahora tengo la necesidad de verlo en mi cuerpo, tal vez él sienta lo mismo que yo y nos gane la calentura. De cualquier forma no tiene nada de malo un faje entre compas, y menos cuando es contigo mismo.

[verus-veritas]

Summer Poll: A Dilemma of Pleasure

Do you believe you could survive this trial of celibacy, a small price to pay to achieve the ultimate body? Or would you fail and give in to the the temptations of the flesh, losing everything for a brief moment of pleasure...

Yes, I can do it! Restraining myself to achieve the perfect body!

Maybe... it'll be incredibly hard (literally) but I'll figure out some strategy.

No, I imagine I'd never survive that long without pleasuring my new self.

Please... I'd fail within a few minutes, the moment I see my new reflection...

Remaining time: 6 days 14 hours

Imagine this, one day you stumble upon a mysterious artefact that allows you to swap/possess/shapeshift into the perfect body you've always dreamed of. You're ecstatic, as the body is everything you could ever have wished for... but you quickly realize there's a catch...

You see, to keep the new body forever you must refrain from reaching an orgasm in your new flesh, neither sex or masturbation are allowed, for the next two years.

If you do experience an orgasm though, not only will you immediately return to your original body, but all your memories of the magical transformation will mysteriously fade away. All the time you spent in your new flesh will be wiped away, as if it had never happened at all...

Hey everyone! Hope you're all having a great summer so far and staying well hydrated! Thought I'd post a quick little poll just for fun and to interact with the community. I would love to know how confident you'd be to not pleasure yourself in your dream body, or whatever loophole you'd figure out to cheat the transformative magic! /Verus

[captainmalewriter]

No Escape From Cheating

Oliver Ashley hopped into his car and let out a heavy sigh. It was a warm August afternoon that day, and Ash would rather do anything else than spend his Tuesday getting verbally berated by his superiors for several hours. But despite his grievances, Ash knew there was no point in bitching and whining when this was the life he had signed up for a little over a year ago. All he could do was suck it up until his term of service ended. 

Ash never thought he’d end up serving in the army. He wasn’t the patriotic type by any means. What made him pull the trigger and sign the contract was his desire to start over in life. Ash’s life started going downhill ever since he graduated from high school. He dropped out of college after the first semester, was stuck working a dead-end job he hated, and was trapped in a loveless relationship with a girl he had grown to loathe. After a night of intense drinking, partying, and group sex with random strangers, Ash realized he hated the man he had become. He was disgusted by what he saw in the mirror, so he decided to make a few changes. 

Or rather, a lot of changes. Ash abandoned his old life in Oldeville and ran away to join the military. It was a drastic move— Ash was well-aware of that, but he felt it was necessary to get his life back on track. He took back control by giving up control. 

After yet another long day at work, Ash returned to his room in the barracks. He took a quick shower and threw himself onto his bed with his hands held against his head. The day drained him. All he wanted was to fall asleep fast and hope he’d wake up feeling refreshed. But as he laid against his pillow with his eyes closed, he felt a sudden gust of cold wind hit his body. 

“Hrmphhh!” Ash jolted in bed when it hit him. The pressure was unlike he had ever experienced before. The cold penetrated deep within his body, leaving goosebumps around his skin. 

Ash sat up and scanned his surroundings. The window was closed, and as far as he could tell, nothing looked weird or out of place in his little room. Ash wasn’t sure where that cold wind came from but decided he was too tired to really care about it. He simply ignored it and went back to sleep. But as he snored peacefully, the cause of the cold wind slithered out from underneath his bed. It crept up his bed and watched as Ash’s chest rose and fell with every heavy breath. Then, it made a nose dive straight into Ash’s mouth. 

“Ugh— AAAGH!!!” Ash gagged as the thing invaded his body. 

It slithered inside him at breakneck speeds. With every passing second, Ash could feel an otherworldly presence growing inside his skin. It sent cold chills up his spine. With one final wet slurp, Ash swallowed the last few inches of the translucent body invader. Naturally, Ash shot out of bed after what he had just experienced. He was sweating and breathing heavily as his hands reached out to touch his throat. His eyes darted around the room as he tried to pinpoint the cause but couldn’t find anything. Ash knew something very wrong was happening but had no idea where to start looking for answers. 

As his mind raced with possibilities, Ash’s hand began moving toward his family jewels. Ash watched in horror as his hand moved without his command. His hand massaged his junk through his underwear until blood started flowing into it, causing a tent to form in his briefs. Ash tried telling his hand to stop, but it wouldn’t listen. All Ash could do was scream in terror. 

“What the fuck is going on!?”

Hey Olie, did you miss me? I certainly missed you.

Ash swallowed a breath. He heard a voice echo inside his mind, but it wasn’t just any voice; it was the voice of his old girlfriend, Leah. 

“Leah!? How did you find me!? And what the fuck are you doing inside my body—” Ash gasped. He tried opening his mouth to speak again, but to no avail. He had been cut off from the last part of his body he had control over. 

Shhh! Not so loud babe! Your neighbors might hear us!! I don’t want to spoil our fun tonight while we’re together…

Under his girlfriend’s control, Ash took off the last piece of clothing he had on. His rock-hard member sprang up as soon as it was released from the mesh fabric. Ash then hopped back into bed with his legs spread wide open. He spat some spit onto his hands and began pumping his thick cock. For some reason, his dick was extra sensitive. The sensation of his warm, wet hand wrapping around it made Leah moan inside his mind, forcing Ash to moan alongside her as a result. Ash was humiliated after letting out such a high-pitched, girlish moan, but with Leah controlling his action, there was nothing he could do about it.

Leah!! Why are you doing this?

Why? Why!? Don’t act stupid! You know exactly why! You left without saying anything to anyone! Not even me, your girlfriend!! Did you really think you could just run away without any consequences? You really thought I wouldn’t be able to track you down eventually?

Listen Leah! I’m sorry for leaving you the way I did but can’t we just talk about this like adults? If it’s my dick you’re after, we can just fuck one more time! I’m cool with that!!

Leah uttered a loud cackle within Ash’s subconscious after he said that. Ash swallowed a breath. He had a feeling he just dug himself an even deeper hole.

Wow! Just how egotistical can you be, Oliver? You really think this about getting one last fuck out of you! Men are soo fucking easy, I don’t need to hunt you down across the country just to get some!

Well then why ARE you here you crazy ass bitch!?

Simple. I want revenge.

Revenge for what? For leaving you without saying anything?

Partially that, yes, but mainly for cheating on me. Remember that big party you went to the night before you left? The one you swore to me you weren’t going to go to?

Ash wracked his brain trying to remember, but once he did, he remained quiet. Leah was right, and he knew it. 

You said I was enough for you. You said there was nothing wrong with our relationship. You lied to me. You had me believing everything was fine, just to go off and party with a bunch of people! 

Leah tightened her grip around his cock as she yelled at him. Ash winced from the pain. He had nothing to say in his defense. 

I don't know what kind of girl you think I am, but I don’t take cheating lightly.  

Just as Leah said that, a second blob manifested at the foot of the bed. It hopped onto Ash’s foot and slithered up his leg.

Leah— What’s that? What’s going on!?

If you want a threesome so bad, then I’m here to give it to you. Oliver, this is Aaron, although I’m sure I don’t need to introduce you two. After all, he was one of the many, many people you were fucking that night.

Aaron slithered up to Ash’s hairy hole and brushed around the rim of it. His touch made Ash shudder from the cool sensation. 

Wait!! We don’t have to do this! I can—

It was too late for Ash. Aaron dove right into his virgin hole, causing both Ash’s to recoil from the impact. Leah continued pumping away at Ash’s member with a furious speed to her stroking. Meanwhile, Ash mentally shuddered and thrashed around as Aaron’s presence began growing inside his body. His hole stretched out to accommodate Aaron in his ethereal form. The feeling of Aaron rushing through his ass and into his body was unlike anything Ash had ever experienced before. It filled him up in more ways than one— overwhelming him with sensual pleasure until he was locked in a state of bliss. 

Once Aaron was fully inside, he and Leah took turns playing with the newly possessed body they now shared. They jerked off Ash’s girthy cock, flexed his hard-earned muscles, sniffed his armpits, played with his straight hole, and more. They had both been used by Ash as nothing more than a hole to fuck, but now with his body under their possession, the tables had turned. Now it was Leah and Aaron using Ash’s body to get their rocks off instead. 

Ash was knuckle deep inside his own ass when he finally unleashed his heavy load. Jolts of spunk came flooding out of him, landing all over his bed, walls, and even his torso. He was drained after such an intense tugging session, both literally and figuratively.

“Whewww!! God, that felt so fucking good! Now I see why guys are always touching themselves…” Ash said out loud. No doubt it was Leah using his voice. “Hey, thanks for your help Aaron! I never would’ve thought of doing something like this without your help!”

“Anytime! I’m just glad I got to get one back on this asshole too!”

Ash could hear both of them laughing inside his mind. He groaned.

“Well, I’m out of here. I’ll see you around!!”

With that, Ash arched upward as he felt Leah’s presence leave his body. He watched with relief as she disappeared through the walls. But he quickly remembered it was no time to celebrate, as there was still a second person possessing his body.

“Wait, Leah! Take your gay friend with—”

Under Aaron’s command, Ash’s hand slammed against his mouth. His words came out muffled through his hand for a few seconds, but then gradually died down. Ash settled down into a calm stupor. Then, an eerie smile began to form on his face.

“The pleasure’s all mine, Leah. Really, I should be the one thanking you! After all, I would’ve never found a body like this on my own…”

Aaron hopped out of bed to get a better look at his newly possessed body. He smirked as he rubbed Ash’s load into his skin, his fingertips running along the edges of his new ab lines.

“Oh yeahhh, I think I’m gonna enjoy being a ‘straight’ army hunk for a while. Watch out world, there’s a new Oliver Ashley in town. He’s hot, single, and more than ready to mingle!!”

[voidofthevoidmv]

PHM Time Travel/Body Swap episode

I’ve been giggling over this concept for a hot minute- >

The idea is simple-

Grace is old and neither are really ready to say the eternal goodbye- Then they have a great idea. Hey! Let’s just… Toss out brainwaves back in time!

(Don’t ask how it’s possible uh- Science wiggly fingers-)

And!- This way we can ALSO prevent a bunch of deaths and everything could go so much smoother! Yeah, great idea let’s do it! We can petition it that way so they don’t think we’re purposely doing this so we can have another few years of bro-time…

What could go wrong…

Anyways, so in the process of sending their minds back in time they end up swapping bodies at the same time. Whoops. Rocky is not having a good time and Grace isn’t either. Everyone thinks they have gone crazy. Somehow they have to make things work while ALSO maneuvering unfamiliar bodies and senses.

I thought it was funny.

Original sketch here:

[swappingbryn]

[aindomen]

"Next time, don't forget to drink your water and do proper warmups, okay dek?" Arif said with a subtle hint of condescension before leaving the stunned real Arif now trapped in God-knows-who that surely enacted this body swap

[unexpected-possessions]

[unexpected-possessions]

[unexpected-possessions]

[fankkmen]

Sorpresa para cita

Hoy para sorprender a su prometido, Alex tomo prestado el cuerpo del conductor que lo traía de regreso a su casa.

Alex solo estaba emocionado por ver la reacción de su esposo cuando lo vea, el sabe que su prometido tiene una debilidad por los chicos bien definidos.

-Amor ya llegué, ¿dónde te encuentras?

PERO QUÉ, OH DIOS!!!

~No te lo puedes imaginar, está vez conseguí a uno sexy.

~Se sincero amor, ¿te gusta mucho este cuerpo que conseguí?

-Por supuesto que sí, veamos, modela un poco para mí.

~Sera un placer.

-Wow, mira como crecen tus brazos, eres magistral.

~Lo sé cariño, ahora prepárate, vamos a salir a una cita.

-Creo que es hora de salir y conocer un poco mejor a este hombre que estoy viendo.

~Jajaja, tienes razón, finjamos que está será nuestra primera cita.

[bradpastry24]

Justice is Delicious

There was a man named John who worked as a car mechanic, he liked to ride cars but preferred motorcycles. He was what you would call a sort of sigma male, he lead by example rather than by authority, he was a fair and regulated man.

John grew up from an abusive household where his father would berate him for any reason. It got even worst when he passed puberty and realized he didn’t just like girls, but guys also. Being foresightful, he left home to build his life and even started going to the gym. He had a calm, no bullshit, dominant personality and a sense of justice. He was knowledgeable and had many experiences despite only being 21.

There was a top police officer who was a prick, he believed himself to be an Alpha male and to be fair he had to looks. He trained regularly and kept in shape. Even in his early years he was skilled in Boxing and other fighting skills, but he mostly got by on his need to dominate and rule. This eventually got him in a high position being in charge of the department granting him many connections even with the judge. He was a corrupt man who hated homosexual.

His name was no other than Grant.

Every was visibly intimidated by him except John who show little emotion to Grant intimidation. which would make him livid. So he continued to provoke him anytime he got the chance even outside of work. It didn’t help that both went to the same gym when he would at times mess with his stuff to disorient him.

One particular day, Grant pulled John over and said. You know why I pulled you over. Grant said smuggly.

You drove 1 mile over, Grant said. Ok, John said after breathing quietly.

Grant in a voice of authority asked for his license and proceeded to look up any failed registration or faults to use against him but was clear and returned back to the car.

Alright you’re good to go, but next time drive carefully. Grant said. Also have you inspected your plate and back lights. Yes and I recently had them renewed. John said casually. Well you need to fix it, because it’s broken. He then left and broke the lights and handed him the license plate and left him.

After the gym he was walking at night to ride his motorcycle across the street and he ran into Grant again.

Oh look who I see here, someone looks like there get a little after rush tonight. Grant said.

John tried to continue back to his bike, he didn’t need to respond, plus Grant wasn’t in uniform, but Grant went further to attack his personal space and pushed him. He proceeded to mock him going further than ever before to provoke him. It was at this time, John fuel with wrath wanted revenge.

One day John use his knowledge and experience of astral projection and later approach Grant seeing him sitting at a water well. So excited that he finally gets to put this to the test, he thought.

John then projected himself from his body into the ignorant cop. Now he has finally attain justice, he than starts picking up his old body and take home to preserve in a safe place while he parade the cops body and checking it out.

As he spends time, in the body he also gains access to his memories. John realizes that the cop is a unawakened homosexual and has some sort of obsession with him that transcended hatred and admiration, maybe even a man crush.

Nonetheless, he became his obsession as they always do in the end.

Whether it was to have gay sex to ruin the cops reputation by getting a tinder account or gay bars, John(Grant) was finally able his wish “granted”. It’s true what they say, “Justice is Delicious”.

The picture are not mine and the story is the made by Bradpastry24, the video can be found on YouTuber MalePossession who I give credit to.

Please enjoy and thank you.

[switchinspirals]

Protocol Zero: Episode 2 Test Subject 421

The richest man in the world has a relationship problem, well atleast he has a new research facility to take care of it.

Protocol Zero Episode 2

Episode 2 of Protocol Zero forshadows the surprise twist swap of the Oasis Protocol Season 1.

[betweenthelinesfiction]

Festival Vibes

“Fuck yea!”, Johnny roared over the noise of the crowd as he struck a double bicep pose. Life was good. The sun was shining, the beats were blasting, and the chicks were banging. And to top it all off he was one fucking hot alpha stud with a cocktail of drugs and testosterone pumping through his veins, and a massive donkey dick swinging in his shorts. He stood head and shoulders above the beta losers around him as girls took turns swinging off his thick biceps. Who would have thought that this would be the life that old bean pole would come to live.

Johnny had been a short, skinny kid growing up. During middle school, athletic kids like Kyle always used to tease him for his smaller size and lack of athletic ability. Things changed in the summer before high school when Johnny had a massive growth spurt. He was now taller than all of his classmates by at least half a foot, a statistic that he would go on to maintain throughout high school. But despite his towering height, Johnny was still as skinny as a reed, earning him the nickname Beanpole from Kyle.

Even with his high school jock physique, Kyle was envious of how Johnny towered over all the other students. This envy manifested in acts of aggression to assert his dominance. He would shove Johnny in the hallway, made sure to tackle him extra hard in gym class, and scare off any students that would dare try and make friends with poor Beanpole.

Most of all, Kyle liked to play practical jokes on Johnny. Things came to a head towards the end of senior year. Johnny was making his way across the quad when Kyle snuck up behind him and pulled down the taller boy's pants in front of half of the student body. Kyle began congratulating himself on another well-executed prank when he realised everyone was watching on in stunned silence.

Kyle looked down to see that Johnny was sporting the biggest cock and balls that he had ever seen. “What the fuck, you freak?” Kyle stammered as he tried to process what he was seeing, turning his back on Johnny. Something primal came over Johnny. A strange feeling of dominance turned his vision red. In one swift motion, Johnny reached down and tugged down Kyle’s shorts. The whole quad burst out laughing as they saw that Kyle was packing a thin stub of a cock. In reality, Kyle was only slightly below average, but in comparison to the monster that Kyle was sporting, he looked like a little boy.

From that day, the dynamic changed. Johnny found himself being invited to all the popular kid's parties. At one of these parties, he found himself hooking up with a cheerleader. One thing led to another, and soon half the party was listening to the cheerleader moan at the top of her lungs as she rode his monster cock. From that day forward, he was no longer Beanpole, he was Big Red. It wasn’t long before he had worked his way through all the hottest chicks in the student body. Everyone wanted a ride on Big Red.

With his newfound self-esteem and social standing, Johnny began to make changes in other parts of his life. He began working out and looking after his diet. By the time he was off to college, he had put on a reasonable amount of muscle onto his tall frame. He loved all the comments he was getting about his size, so he doubled down on his gym routine and began experimenting with a cocktail of hormones during his freshman year of college.

By the summer of his sophomore year, Johnny had grown to 230 pounds of solid muscle, and his ego had grown to match. He had numerous endorsements with supplement brands and was showered in free gym gear from the hottest labels. He had quickly worked his way through all the hottest chicks in his year and had even started on the senior class. At 6’5 he towered over all the other dudes at his college, and he constantly made sure to let them know he was the superior male specimen. If Johnny hadn’t been so self-centered, he may have noticed his attitude has morphed into that of his high school bully’s.

Kyle’s life had changed after that fateful day as well. Word quickly spread of his less than impressive package and it wasn’t long before someone came up with the nickname JellyBean. He instantly dropped to the bottom of the food chain. At the last party he was invited to, he saw Johnny leading his ex-girlfriend away into one of the bedrooms where she proceeded to scream his name for the next hour.

His confidence shattered, Kyle messed up his trial for a football scholarship and he had to get a dead-end job at a factory after he graduated. The work was hard and draining so he came home sore and exhausted. Lacking the motivation to work out, his physique softened and his body grew thick with fat.

One day a picture of Johnny came up on Kyle's Instagram feed. Kyle was consumed with envy as he scrolled through the hunks profile, seeing the incredible life he led. From that night onward, Kyle furiously masturbated to his former classmate, fantasising about how his life could have been different.

One night while browsing the web, he found an old post about astral projection. That night Kyle found himself floating above his body. He panicked as his brain tried to process what was happening. He had somehow managed to astral project. The next few weeks were spent honing his newfound skill until he was eventually able to travel long distances with ease.

Late one night, he managed to get all the way to Johnny’s campus. He floated through the dorm rooms until he found his former classmate's dorm room. And there Johnny was, in all of his naked glory. His frame was so large, that his feet were poking out the bottom of his simple dorm room bed. His muscles were glistening with sweat, and his cock oozed cum as he held a busty brunette against his muscular frame.

Kyle felt compelled to touch the sleeping giant as he reached one of his spectral hands towards the mans hulking chest. His hand glowed as it made contact with the muscle before it began to sink into the bigger man's flesh. Kyle was ecstatic, it was just like in the movies. He would be able to take Johnny’s life for his own. “NO!”, roared a foreign presence in Kyle's mind. He found himself forced out of Johnny’s body and flung back into his own where he awoke with a start.

After reading up online, Kyle realised that Johnny’s will was just too dominating to lose control over his body. Kyle resigned himself to watching Johnny each night, living the life he could have almost had.

That was until the festival. Johnny had stumbled towards a bank of porta-potties to take a slash. All of them were full so he decided to find an out-of-the-way spot where he could take care of business. Due to the cocktail of drugs and alcohol, combined with the scorching heat of the desert sun, Johnny soon found himself losing his balance. The large man slumped against a wall to stop the world from spinning and promptly passed out.

Kyle has just so happened to be watching this scene take place. He floated down to Johnny and inspected his slumbering form. Johnny’s choice of festival attire left little to the imagination. His impressive arms were on show, having turned a light shade of red in the sweltering sun. His muscle singlet had torn slightly around the neck as it couldn’t contain the sheer bulk of his chest. His thick quads burst out of his colourful shorts, the imprint of his monster cock clearly visible beneath the thin fabric. Huge calves worked in tandem with his massive feet to support his huge frame. And it was all his for the taking.

Kyle pushed his spectral hand into Johnny’s chest. A familiar force tried to push him out. But this time the force was weaker. “No,” the voice in his head said feebly. Kyle smirked to himself and proceeded to force the rest of the way inside.

Johnny heard the voice again “No stop!”, the voice said, this time in a more panicked tone. Seizing his advantage, Kyle willed his spirit to develop Johnny’s presence. The two clashed in a battle of will, but Johnny in his weakened state was fighting a losing battle. Kyle began to strip parts of Johnny’s spirit. His dominance, his masculinity, his drive, until nothing was left except a defenseless shell. “Please, don’t do this,” Johnny pleaded as Kyle willed his spirit to devour what was left of Johnny’s will.

Kyle opened his eyes and looked down to find a huge set of pecs blocking his vision. It has worked. He was now Johnny. He hauled himself to his feet, momentarily experiencing vertigo as he got used to seeing the world from so high up. He wasted no time exploring his new body, his large calloused hands exploring the sheer volume of each of his pecs and the deep groves of his abs.

Eventually his hands wandered into his overstuffed briefs. He moaned as he squeezed his bull nuts and massaged his colossal cock. “Looks like you need a hand with that,” a voice said. Kyle opened his eyes to find a smoking hot chick had wandered around the back of the building. Kyle smirked to himself. Less than a minute after taking over Johnny’s body and chicks were already throwing themselves at him.

The new Johnny peeled off his singlet, before scooping the girl up in his big arms, and going in for a deep kiss. The girl kissed back as she draped her hands over his huge traps, her thighs resting on either side of his ripped torso. One of her hands pushed its way into his overstuffed shorts, her eyes going wide momentarily as she realised what she was dealing with before she composed herself.

“Think you can take it?” Johnny whispered in her ear as her hands explored the length of his thick shaft, her dainty hand not even close to getting around its incredible girth. Johnny spun the girl around, and pulled down his shorts releasing his python from it’s fabric cage. He paused momentarily, taking in the gravity of the situation. Everything was finally right in the world. The sun, the music, the chicks, the body. He was back to being the alpha he always should have been. He let out a deep rumbling moan as he lowered the chick onto his waiting cock.

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