Some posts I've collected from some deleted blogs:
#mytfplaything
#tfparables
#masculinetfstories
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#racial change

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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todays bird
dirt enthusiast
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Claire Keane
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Peter Solarz
Keni

Kiana Khansmith

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Some posts I've collected from some deleted blogs:
#mytfplaything
#tfparables
#masculinetfstories
Other tags:
#racial change
What a view
Conqueror.
F*****k
CHRISTOPHER COTE, MULEY
Lucky bottom wish it was me
Reporting in for inspection like the good Owned Jock he is.
"Our bosses are going to be pissed when they find out we left the conference early to have sex in their bodies" my friend said with a goofy laugh.
"James you idiot, they're not going to find out, and besides if they cared about this even enough they would have been here themselves instead of taking our vacation hours to have fun!" I responded in my bosses stern voice as I was bent over a table with my pants down in the hotel room. Our bosses somehow had technology to switch bodies at will, and have been using it on us to avoid work outings and other things, and having us pretend to be them. They had no clue that we were having sex in each other's bodies all the time, but it was our little secret. We need to get our hands on the technology so we can be in the drivers seat. I enjoying making my strict authoritative boss into a submissive bottom, it suits him better.
This stud can’t keep his pecs in his tee! Then teases us with a unbutton… #juicy #pecs
"I don't know what else to do, doctor. Nothing fits me anymore."
Fuck just smother me already lmao
My little brother wants to know what it’s like being older, he wants to experience life inside of my fathers body as well as our next door jock neighbor. I was wondering if you could help him out with that?
Be careful what you ask for! Your brother has a reputation for being an irresponsible troublemaker. Who knows what he'd get up to if he had those bodies at his disposal...
"Holy crap!" your brother shouts, seeing his body in the mirror. His jaw hangs open as he runs his fingers through unfamiliarly thick hair, "I'm him...I'm the hot neighbor!"
For as long as you can remember, your younger sibling has lusted after the guy next door. Charlie would spend most of his time peaking out of the window and into Diego's garage, giving him a front row seat to every one of the hot neighbor's workouts.
You always called Charlie a creep for staring at the neighbor, but you secretly understood why he did it. Diego was built like a god. His body was so lean that every vein was visible even from across the street! And now that body is standing in your brother's bedroom, eyes wide with so much disbelief it was comical.
"I'm Diego," Diego gasps softly, a tear of joy coming to his eye, "I don't know how. I was just thinking about him and then..."
"Charlie?"
Diego's head darts away from the mirror and stares at you with glee, "Yeah, it's me idiot! You think Diego would ever be shirtless in our house?"
Your brother turns his gaze back to his new body, licking his lips as he examines the thick round pecs hanging off his new chest. You watch as Charlie raises Diego's heavy arm and gives his muscle-tits a few squeezes. The real Diego would never grope his own body like that. In fact, the real Diego would probably kill Charlie for doing that with his body.
"I think you should give our hot neighbor some appreciation," Charlie purrs, flexing Diego's arms overhead, "I know you like his body just as much as I do big bro."
Your brother is right. Charlie might pull out the binoculars to watch the hot neighbor lift, but you aren't much better. Just last night you were wanking off to the memory of Diego giving you a casual wave as you got home.
"Charlie, this is insane," you try to stay calm, "We need to figure out what's going on."
"What's going on?" your brother uses Diego's sharp voice against you, "What's going on is I have the neighbor's hot body now, and you aren't appreciating it!"
"Please..." you ask your little brother to calm down, but it doesn't do any good. He's only getting more and more assertive with his new body, and it's messing with your head. You have to remind yourself that this is actually your dork of a younger brother and not the incredibly intimidating boy next door.
"Shut up," Charlie snaps, giving you a shove that throws you against the wall.
"Charlie!" you groan, "Don't push me ar-"
"Call me Diego."
Your younger brother swaggers over and sneers down at you. In Diego's body, you have to look up to meet his face, and he seems fed up. Already, he's got a muscled arm pinned against the wall over your shoulder, and already, you feel trapped under him.
"Char-"
"DIEGO!" he barks, slamming his other arm against the wall.
"Diego," your voice shakes, "Aren't you even just a little bit worried about the real Diego?"
"Oh, kiss my ass!" he snorts, "I just liked his body, and now it's right here for me to enjoy."
"But..."
"I told you to kiss my ass, big bro," Diego's intense glare tells you he's not joking.
Your legs feel weak. Somehow your little brother has gone from a loveable rascal to domineering bully! All it took was giving him Diego's shredded body and he's bossing your around like you're his bitch.
He doesn't wait for an answer. Charlie takes Diego's strong arms and pushes you to the floor. Before you know it, he's turned around, and you are face to face with your neighbor's tight bubble butt. You don't want to just give in to your baby bro, but Diego's assertiveness is impossible to ignore. Your face is drawn to that ass, and you lose yourself as you kiss the sculpted glutes beneath the mesh shorts.
"That's more like it," Charlie smirks, "Now that I'm inside Diego, I want some ass kissing from you everyday."
You don't respond. Your lost in the pleasure of the hot neighbor's body, his ass pinning your head against the wall. Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad life, after all...
A sudden vibration jolts you out of it. The walls shake as the door to the garage is raised with a buzzing motor. Dad is home!
"Shit," Charlie says with Diego's mouth.
"I'm telling dad what's going on!" you cry, rising to your feet.
"What! No, I was just kidding about the ass stuff," Charlie panics, "Dad won't understand!"
"I don't care!" you shout and stomp out of the room. Your ego is slightly bruised by how quickly you folded for Charlie. It doesn't matter that he's wearing the bulky neighbor like a costume. He's your younger brother, and you just kissed his ass, literally!
Maybe your father can make sense of all this Freak Friday nonsense! He always has a calm decisive answer to everything.
"Hehe, beat you to him, bro!"
Your jaw drops when you see your father in the living room. The man just got home, but he's already waiting for you with his shirt ripped off. His entire beer gut is hanging out in the open, and he's shaking his torso around like he's trying to show it off.
You can't help but recoil from the sight. Your father hates taking his shirt off. The man wears shirts in the pool to keep people from seeing him like this! Yet, now here he is, without a self-conscious bone in his body.
"Dad, what are you-"
"Ooh I like it when you call me dad," his voice lowers, like he's trying to be playful.
"Wait, Charlie?" you gasp.
Your father throws his hands on his hips and smiles at you. He's the kind of guy who's only ever smiled when you scored in a sport or won a game. You can't help but feel like you've earned his approval when you see that grin. It really sucks that this isn't actually your dad.
"How did you even..?"
"I don't know, bro! I just really didn't want you to tell dad, and then I blinked, and then I was here: inside him!"
"Well get out!" you say firmly. Charlie wearing the neighbor's body was one thing, but this doesn't feel right. He shouldn't be playing around with your father like this.
"What, no!" he snorts, "Dad's even more fun to be. I feel so fat and hairy!"
"Dad's not that fat or hairy," you retort sternly.
"Oh come on," your father's voice purrs, "Look at the flab on this guy!" Charlie grabs the bloated stomach with Dad's arms and gives it a playful shake. Your real dad would be mortified if he saw how his body was acting!
"Charlie, don't do that to him."
"Shut up! I feel so big and manly in his body," he explains, "And he's still sore and sweaty from work too!"
You watch in disgust as your father raises his arm and takes a long whiff from his armpit. The real man would normally jump in the shower the second he got back from his day at the construction yard, but Charlie obviously enjoyed Dad's smell of hard work.
"I think I've had a long day of work, son," Charlie suddenly announces, lowering his voice in a cheap attempt at dad's typical monotone, "Grab your old man a beer."
"No," you pout, rolling your eyes.
"No?"
Suddenly your father pounces on you, locking you into a tight headlock with his meaty arms. You try to slip out. His bare skin is slick with sweat, but your little brother holds you there with an unyielding grip, laughing with dad's deep voice.
An hour later and you're washing dad's truck. Charlie released you from the headlock, but only after he'd told you how excited he was to manhandle you again. Apparently, he couldn't wait to use dad's body to keep you in your place.
You grabbed him his beer and massaged his shoulders like he told you, but you didn't do it happily. Your own father was now bullying you around because your stupid little brother somehow managed to hop in his body. He wants you to go upstairs and clean his bedroom next. It's getting late, but you don't want to make Charlie angry, especially now that he's put a few beers in dad's belly. Who knows what your power-drunk little brother will do when he's inebriated!
You just have to accept it. Charlie has your dad's body and you have to do what he says. This is your life now...
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