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[body-absorption]

I’m back baby <3

Some of you might miss my writing.

Well I miss my hard on when writing an absorption story.

I promised to move my content to blogspot **last year**

Sorry for the long wait, Here it is https://body-absorption.blogspot.com/

Message me if there’s another website where i can upload my content to.

I’m considering Twitter, newTumbl, bdsmlr, and metabods for now.

Of course, this tumblr won’t be deleted. I’ll be reposting old stories in a form of hyperlinks (links for short). Tumblr can’t block that one.

Oh and you Tumblr, F*** you.

[body-absorption]

The Graduation

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is just a plan for worldbuilding. Ever since I read some writings from @mrwavellswaps, I am compelled to make plots based on a single universe. This writing is mostly a worldbuilding, while linking past events related to the world itself. There's barely any smut, so you may skip it if you're into porn only content.

The serum was a phenomenal breakthrough in the history of mankind. I patented my findings with the familiar name most black market buyers call them, "The Absorption Serum". The process on making the serum is tedious, and it's considered my ultimate secret. The process, however, is known to the world. It's by mixing secret synthetic chemicals, and they undergo process of particle accelerator. The container used isn't plastic, it's a type of special alloy custom made for myself through extensive research.

My extensive, 7 years of research has finally borne fruit. The very first prototype was stolen from me by a high school soccer jock. How did I know? He happened to live near my apartment. One day he came back with larger body. I've seen him on the apartment pool almost everyday. He flaunts his manhood, so visible in his speedo. A few days before, there was a missing student, and he's a soccer jock from the same school he did.

It was a mistake I won't repeat. I moved my research to an inconspicuous building. I sold my stable prototype to a student, who worked really hard finding my Identity. Of course, I sold the serum under a pseudonym. He believed he bought the serum through a third party.

Few days after that, in a random day when I was buying a coffee, I met his father. Or rather, his father met me. His son offers himself to be absorbed, thus, his father on only regains his youth, but also his son's memories. He knew I was the person "his son" bought the serum for. His name was David. And he wanted to help selling those serum to the right person. I revealed my identity as the serum's inventor, and we made a deal.

He sold those serum to a few people. A firefighter, a salaryman, a magazine model, some random gay couple, even a pro bodybuilder.

You see, the absorption serum actually excites the mitochondria in every single cell. It adds a few extra commands to the DNA/RNA that exists within the body. When mitochondria gets excited, body temperature raises. This is why anyone who uses the serum knows their body is "ready to absorb" because on how every cell in the body sends messages to the brain. More like an instinctual message.

Of course, not all customers are worthwhile. One time David sold the prototype to the wrong person. This person absorbed a lot of men, and got too greedy, wanting to be the "ultimate being".

Moron thinks he could outdo me and absorb me. Thankfully, by thinking ahead, I made a fail-safe serum that is permanent flowing inside my veins.

Should anyone try to absorb me, the cells will send message to my brain, causing my brain to go into stasis, like vegetative state.

Brain cells works differently than other cells in the body. Body cells has protein, DNA/RNA, mitochondria. Brain cells while seems the same as other body cells, it actually has higher count of mitochondria. But the most important thing, it's connected to nerve cells, where all brain cells are interconnected to each other.

When my brain goes into stasis, the absorber cannot absorb any of my memories. It's as if they're absorbing an empty dummy. However, the cells will keep absorbing each other and connecting the nerve cells together.

The exciting part? Is the one after that. The moment "Mr Moron's" body cells, including brain cells, absorbs mine, my brain mitochondria gets activated. it will cause a sudden brain cell shock that overwhelms the absorber's. Imagine sleeping in a dark room, and somebody turned on an extremely bright flashlight. His mind and personality completely breaks, giving all his body and knowledge to me, the inventor.

As of now, the Absorption Serum has gone public, thanks to the person who tested my stable build of the serum. How does this invention revolutionize the world? I'll keep journal on the progress.

As of now, I think the serum as a key to immortality. You see, when you absorb a younger person, your cells will revitalize and you can live a lot longer. Thanks to that, the world's population growth triples.

[body-absorption]

Epilogue after Reunion

The reunion went smooth as fuck everyone was so surprised that i changed into a rich and sexy stud. They don’t know that i took a cheat path by taking a stud’s body into myself.

Clean hair, ripped muscles, perfect beard, square jaw. But i felt something is missing. Deep down i wish i could be bigger. This might be the hidden wish of that person i absorbed long ago.

One day after work, i went to the gym. I’ve been a member and had a personal trainer before i steal a stud’s body. It was late at night and the gym was quiet. My personal trainer welcomed me. He was very surprised how my body changed so much in less than a year. He licked his lips, showing that he took interest in my body.

“I assume you took the infamous serum and taking someone’s body.” as he pushed me to an inclining bench and pulled my office tie.

Ah, he seemed familiar of the serum, then. I nodded in affirmation.

He gave me a quick kiss, “Naughty boy, let me give you a punishment for cheating.”

He took of my pants, using me as his fucktoy mindlessly.

“How do you fell, rich boy?! I really like you now… those muscles fits you… UGH… very fucking well. UNF..Fuck i… i might enjoying this more i did you last time!”

He fucked me through every hole i had. My mouth, my ass, his movements are wild as fuck i felt being ripped apart. He has trouble catching his breath while fucking. And i have nothing to do but moaning in pain and pleasure.

He pushed me back to the bench as he began fapping. He moaned hard and harder. He’s getting near to the climax.

“Ugh.. AAARGGHH… You like this man milk, rich guy. Tell you what, I’m offering you my own body to make you even more perfect!”

Did i hear that right? He offered his own body to be absorbed by myself!

“But no, i don’t want to be just absorbed… I wanted to become a part of your rich life. I want my mind, my memory, and my sanity intact. I wanted to live alongside you as a rich stud”

“But i… i don’t have the serum”

He laughed, as he cleaned himself off, “Don’t fret, i have the serum with me.”

He went off to his gym bag as he took 2 serum that has same color.

“This serum works differently that the original one. Instead the host absorbing another, this one literally merges two bodies while keeping their personalities intact, thus two minds in one body.”

He offered one of the serum to myself. I took off my office suit, as we went to the shower room together.

I kept looking at his shaft. I can feel it… It’s going to be mine soon… That manhood, strong veiny and manly…

He pushed me down to the floors as he unite our body into a much more perfect entity.

Our manhoods were colliding each other. Two treasures of studs merging together into a larger, stronger, and more virile weapon of man.

“Ohhhh… I can feel it, our body merging..!!!” He moaned as he kept pushing into myself.

His arms, his legs, his torso, it melts down into my own. My own body accepted the foreign power of man. Our lips met, our tongues wrestle, using little time to give deep kiss as our head meld together.

His knowledge, his memories, began to pour into my own. But his personality intact.

“I finally going to live with you, as a rich man” another voice echoed in my head.

As he finally melds into me fully, My body began to move. I pushed myself up into a standing position. My arm began to move on its own, as if it’s partially controlled by my personal trainer, he put his briefs into our own body…

But then another spark of pleasure rise up in every inch of our nerves. It’s having an AMAZING ORGASM… EVERYWHERE

AHHHH… AAAAAAGHHHHH… SUCH PLEASURE… It feels.. GREAT..!!! ARRRGHHHH

We arched our combined heads. Our pecs began to inflate with power. Veins surfacing on our abs, biceps. Our strength combined, becoming the true being of testosterone!

Spines grew longer, our body increased in height

Our shoulders grow larger, our frame grow wider in size

Our abs stacks to each other, forming an amazing, large eight pack.

We moaned so loud in amazing pleasure. It’s the greatest growth we never felt before!

One ripped man, and one hulking man, together they become a large, powerful beauty made from muscle.

*Credit image goes to https://growboygrow.tumblr.com/

Suddenly our crotch felt really hot. As we feel blue inside our balls… The flaccid manhood began to grow enormously, two additional testicles were manifested into the scrotum. Forcing the briefs to grow obscenely large.

Slowly but surely the combined manhood forced upon our briefs, precums began flowing like crazy because all 3 sets of testicles working harder than normal.

Strange feeling flows up from our crotch into our pecs as our nipples grows and spurts out liquid. With a quick taste, it’s actually precum being shot.

The process was completed. A new, perfect man has stood in front of the mirror.

“We look amazing, isn’t it” As the voice from my personal trainer echoed through my mind.

“Indeed, we are.” As we flexed together our new large guns and posing a “most muscular” posture.

“I” took a new shot of myself in front of the mirror. Using it as the wallpaper of my smartphone.

Now I’m no longer the rich man, nor the personal trainer. But a new perfect entity of pure testosterone.

It is time to live together in harmony in form of perfect muscle. I pack all my things and wore my office suit.

Sadly, it seems i can’t button them. Because this combined body has larger frame and wider chest.

Oh well, might as go back home shirtless. At least my office pants is still wearable, albeit it’s too tight.

I might need new clothes, larger size.

This personal trainer named Thomas, lived happily alongside me. As two minds inside one perfect body.

As a man of strength, testosterone, virility, and of course… wealth.

Now, for a new selfie in my facebook.

I can’t wait to see my friends shocked upon my perfected handsomeness.

[verus-veritas]

I really want to wear my friend's dad's skin, but my friend doesn't want that. I was thinking I could turn my friend into a skinsuit, and then use him to turn his dad into a skinsuit...but his dad is a pretty tough looking guy with a beard and tats, so even using my friend's skin, I'll need to find some way to hold him down to inject him...

“I’m not sure about this, son… It smells pretty weird….” your dad said as he held the concoction close to his nose.

“It’s fine, I promise! My friend tried it and it works like a charm. He felt renewed almost instantly!” You lied, using your friend’s stolen body and voice to try to convince his dad to drink it. You wanted his big beefy tatted body so badly right now!

“Ugh… I guess I do need some energy before work.” He massaged his thick neck and gave you a trusting smile. “Bottom’s up!”

He poured the entire glass of liquid down his throat and swallowed it all in one gulp. He wiped some residue leftover on his beard before smiling back at you. “Wasn’t as bad as I thought, hehe. Now, I better get this shower off be-”

He suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and stared wide-eyed at you. There was horror in his eyes as he felt sick down to his very stomach. Covering his mouth he ran into the shower, leaving you standing there gleefully smiling at how well your plan had worked.

You waited there for a few minutes, listening to your dad painfully vomiting his entire gut out before picking up a glass jar you had brought with you. You slowly stepped into the shower to see his big naked tatted body lying on the tile floor, unconscious and slowly… deflating. On the floor, next to his head, was a big pile of black-ish goo pulsating and slowly crawling towards the deflating human. It was so slow though that you had enough time to walk up to the deflated shell, now a simple skinsuit, and hold it high enough so the goo couldn’t reach it.

“Nu uh uh.” You said, casually holding your friend’s dad’s skin with your very friend’s own hands. “This is mine now.” You grinned, while caressing the rough skin and tracing the tattoos of the dad skinsuit.

The glob of goo kept crawling towards you, and you were seriously considering scooping it up in the jar and putting it next to the shelf with the jar containing your friend, when you suddenly got a whiff of the musk coming from the skinsuit in your arms. You’ve always adored the way he smelled, and now you could literally dig your face straight into the wrinkled musky armpit of the skinsuit. One long inhale was all you needed to realize that once you “wore” this skinsuit - you were never taking it off again, ever.

So with a sinister and lustful glee on your friend’s innocent face, you turned on the shower at full force. A bubbling scream gurgled through the bathroom as you watched the mass of goo that was once your friend’s dad wash down the drain. It would be an horrific end for him, but you couldn’t care less. You had the only thing you wanted from him in your hands, and you were ready to claim it.

Finding the hairy buttcheeks of the dad skinsuit wasn’t easy consider there was hair everywhere, but once you did you pushed you entire face into it and began tongue-fucking the hole. It just had to be a little bit more open for you to “crawl” into it… and “crawl” you did. Because as soon the the opportunity presented itself you slipped yourself out of your friend’s skinsuit and straight into his hot dad’s. As your own liquid body slowly rearranged itself inside your new forever vessel, you felt how his beefy tatted arms pumped themselves up, his hairy chest swelling, his massive cock thickening and his sexy bearded face grow into yours.

“Oooohhh….yeaaaaaaah….” you moaned with your new deep grumbling voice as you opened your eyes for the first time to find yourself on your back. Looking down you saw your thick hairy pecs and massive cock just twitching for your touch. Even further down you saw your friend’s empty skinsuit clenched between your new hairy buttcheeks, slowly deflating. You’ll definitely give your friend his body back once you’re done here, but of course you’ll never tell him what really happened between you and his dad. YOU’RE his dad now.

For now though you only have one goal in your mind; Wrapping your big rugged hand around your thick dad cock as you begin jerking it for all its worth. This was YOUR skinsuit now, and nothing’s ever going to tear it off you.

[your-myst-world-deactivated2021]

Body Snapper

Life was so easy for Dan, a hot body, a great following and an easy job. All he had to do was to take some pics of himself with a sponsored product. Of course, it could get repetitive so Dan liked to try different filters. One of them was a fake long tongue that would pop out when you opened your mouth. At first it did not work, but when it finally did the tongue pop out above his shoulder. Then it started to get lower at Dan’s arms, as if the cartoon tongue licked at Dan’s biceps. Dan just swipe to another filter, figuring it must have been a glitch. 

The next one would make analyze your face and make words fitting of you appear. Much to Dan’s narcissism, terms such as “sexy”, “hunk”, or “sex beast” were chosen. But it glitched once again and random letters floated around. Dan waved his right hand in front of the screen, which made another word appear: “Possession”.

Soon after, a filter option he had never seen before appeared. It was called “Shadow Dimension”. Curious, Dan clicked on the filter, which gave a supernatural shade to the picture.

“Not bad,” Dan said.

Suddenly, he noticed a black cloud behind him. At first he thought it was just a special effect, but then it touched his back, which send electricty through him.

“Aargh!” 

He tried to move, but his feet were glued at the floor. Whereas, the smoke started to push against him, but instead of making Dan move, it shoved inside him. Dan clenched his fists and bent his head back as more of the cloud filled him.

“Uuungg!” he groaned. “G-get out!”

When the cloud had completelly phased inside Dan, the man fell on all fours. He ground his teeth and gripped at the carpeting.

“GAaaah! GET OUT OF ME!” Dan shouted.

Without warning, Dan was lifted to the ceiling and convulsed. A dark aura thrashed against him. Some kind of horned phantom face came out of Dan’s head as he screamed. Then, the entire aura went back inside Dan and he fell back down. Slowly, he opened his eyes and started to touch the floor.

“Hmm, I missed physical sensations,” he moaned as he wiggled his waist. “Ooh, I missed male’s pleasures too.”

Dan rolled around and cupped at his meaty pecs. 

“Damn! This vessel is a large one.”

The hunk flexed his beefy biceps and licked them. After that, he brushed his hairy chest down to his happy trail. A considerable bump was seen under his boxers.

“Let’s see what you got for me, mortal.”

With his strong hand, Dan tore off his underwears, which revealed a nine-inch dick. Dan chuckled as he wrapped his bear paws around his shaft and stroked.

“NNNggg! You males are the perfect hosts! HMm! So full of perversions!”

Dan rose his right arm and began to chew at it. The muscle was so big, it could barely fit inside his mouth. At each jerk, his bicep flexed against his rough lips. As precum leaked, Dan pressed his thumb against the rod.

“Gaaaaah!” Dan moaned again.

He coiled his other hand on the left one and squeezed. At this point, it was like choking masturbation. Dan arched his back and roared as a geyser of semen burst out him. Thn, he slid his index over his solid stomach and tasted the manjuice.

“Hmmm. Salty and manly.”

After that, Dan noticed his phone and smiled. He took it and headed to the closest mirror. As soon as his phone started to record, Dan proudly flexed and showed his muscular torso. 

“Hey guys, have you ever heard of the Shadow Dimension filter? I’m sure you will all love it…”

[makingrealalphas-deactivated202]

The Adventure of Zim and Jim (Revamp)

This is more of an edit rather than revamp. Plus, I added one part, taking off from where vchris left the story. I also changed some of the pictures and add this tiny part in the 2nd part when a police stopped their car, nothing really substantial that altered the story

Part 1

Life hasn’t been easy these last couple of years.  My name is Jim, and I’m a nineteen year-old victim of the foster-care system.  Home to home, legal guardians exploiting me for the cash provided by the state.  Neglect, bare minimum necessities provided, and occasional abuse are simply stitched into the fabric of my life.  Being gay hasn’t exactly made this any easier.  I came out to my last foster family and they kicked me out right after my 18 birthday after they siphoned all the state fund for being my foster parents. Lucky for me I’ve been crashing and showering at my friend Sarah’s house.  I don’t want to intrude too much on her kindness though, so the other nights I try to find any shelter or dry spot that’s close enough to the community college that I can walk there in time for class.  That’s the bare-boned stripped down version of my story, but I don’t get too severely depressed because I still have one thing going for me; I’m smart.  Now, I know my occasionally relaxed grammar might suggest otherwise, but my test scores are at the front of the pack.  The school was nice enough to pay for my SAT- it’s the beginning of junior year and I got a 2340 without any studying or prep.  I get some shit about being a nerd and not working out and being strong, but I don’t have time for that.  I have to make sure I can get a full ride to college because that will be the only way I can ever escape this life.  It would be easier if I had a Dad to help me through this.  I never met either of my parents since they died when I was too young to remember much, but sometimes I yearn for just a chance to meet my Dad.  I obviously still wish I had a mom, but the absence of a father in my life is what has had the most long-lasting impact on me and my psyche.  I hate to admit this, but I think this yearning has mixed in with my budding sexuality, making me crave a strong, hairy, and masculine daddy to hold me close at night and protect me from the evils of the world.  But I digress…

Sometimes I get kind of lost in my thoughts while walking through the park at night.  I know that sounds kind of dangerous, but trust me; in this town the most exciting criminal activity is a neighbor playing music too loud.  And it’s really quiet here and it’s about the only time I have to just think and not stress about shit I can’t control.  Some Friday night, huh?  Most of my peers are out getting trashed and living it up, but I already have all my homework for Monday and Tuesday done, having worked all night long just to have the rest of my weekend to coast and go with the flow.  The local shelter is 24/7 and never at full occupancy, so I can come and go whenever I want to.  And Sarah is kindly washing all the clothes I own- which don’t even fill a single load of her washing machine, but hey- they’ll be clean.   Nights like these when I’m strolling through the park by myself, surrounded by darkness, I wonder why I don’t feel worse about my life.  Sometimes I legitimately ask myself why I don’t feel an urge to jump into the chilly lake and let the murky water flood inside my lungs and just end it all.  I guess it’s because I just have this funny feeling.  Whenever I feel surrounded by dark, I can’t help but look up at the stars and all their splendor and just know that something better is right around the corner.  In fact, I’m not convinced that that bright celestial body is even a star.  It seems to be getting closer…and it’s BURNING!!!!   SHIT! I duck as quickly as I can as the burning mass flies overhead, ripping right through the tops of the trees above me before crashing about a quarter of a mile North.  There might be some give or take, but based on its trajectory when it cut through the tree line I’d say that’s a safe bet.  I crawl back up to my feet, watching the glowing cinders of falling leaves forming a trail for me to follow as I knowingly walk towards what could be adventure, doom, or both.   The walk seems to take forever, but I know it’s not because I miscalculated; it’s more because the excitement is literally killing me as I freeze and stare at what appears to be a smoldering orb of spherically constructed metal.  Well it’s almost spherical…there’s a hole or a released latch or something.  Was someone riding this thing?  How could they?  That hole is like the size of a ping pong ball.  You’d have to be a freaking gerbil or have the stretchiness of Mr. Fantastic to get through- “UUNNNNNNGGGGGOOOOOOMMMMMFFFFFFAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!””” I scream as something small and agile flies into my mouth and begins intensely crawling down my throat, making it impossible to vocalize and scream for help.  I try with all my might to push back and pull it out, but my desperate grip just slides off of its slick surface before it slides all the way down my throat, too far gone for me to reach.  I feel it spreading through me, moving underneath my skin and entering every limb.  I fall onto my back, shaking and squirming as this foreign entity latches onto my brainstem and begins breathing for me.  Everything goes dark as the creature continues crawling, making me feel like electricity is coursing through every fiber of my nervous system as it prepares to enter my brain….

What the…Where the fuck am I?  What happened to that orb?  And the fucking monster!  I grab at my throat and mouth, rubbing over my body, poking and prodding to see if I can detect an invader inside me.  Nothing.  Maybe it was just a dream?  But that doesn’t explain how I got…Oh shit!  This is my room I had at my most recent foster parents’ house.   I gather myself, getting onto my slightly unsteady feet.  Holy Shit, my head hurts.  Whatever, I just need to find out what the fuck is going on.  I mean for the love of-

“Good morning, Sport!” my asshole foster dad says with unusual cheer.  God damn, I never noticed how sexy he was.  That scruffy look works so well for him.  And that nice and toned body, with all that sexy daddy hair sprinkled across his abs and chest…Wait why the fuck is he just chilling in boxers.  And why is he being so chill?

“Jason, what the fuck is going on?!” I ask with potential concern for my own safety.  

“I’m not the one you call Jason,” He responds, standing up and walking towards me.  

“Jason, I don’t know how I got here, but I promise I didn’t come back on purpose!  Is Mary here too?  Please don’t tell her about this!  Just let me grab my pants and I’ll be out for good,” I plead, remembering Mary telling me I would die if I ever set foot in their house again.  

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about this vessel’s mate, Mary.  She was…incompatible.”

“Jason, what the fuck are you talking about?!  Incompatible?  Vessel?!” I yell as I grab my head and try to remember last night.

“That’s it.  Think.  You’re different than most.  Keep pushing.”

That’s exactly what I do as I navigate the corridors of my mind, unlocking what would be buried memories for most, vividly reliving the experience of being entered by a mysterious miniature alien-like creature.  I think harder and harder until I remember the exact moment I lost control- in that moment I heard a voice telling me everything would be okay…

“And I meant it,” Jason, or whatever is inside Jason, responds.  

“How did you-“

“You’re a special one, Jim, and we’re connected now in more ways than you know.  I just planned on piloting you until I could find a more suitable vessel, but when I saw all the pain and loneliness of your life I felt…I can’t even describe it.  The abuse.  The deaths.  The absence of a father…The yearning for the gentle touch and romantic love of someone you can call Daddy…I felt it all.  But I also felt your potential- your intellect.  I brought you back to this place, and the one called Mary tried to confront me.  I entered her body, but she was of an incompatible gender so her body evaporated.  This one called Jason arrived as she finished disappearing, giving me the chance to enter him.  Then, I tucked you in and waited for you to wake up so I could tell you all this.  With me as your Daddy, we could have it all.  I could have my vessel- a strong body to let me enjoy the fruits and delights of this world.  And you could have your Daddy- someone strong and tough, a real man who can nurture you…who can fill you with his warm sexual fluids and make you feel complete…” This creature says before walking up towards me.  I don’t flinch or recoil though.  I know he is telling the truth.  

“What should I call you?” I ask as he leans down and begins unzipping my pants.  

“Call me Zim,” he says before opening Jason’s mouth and slowly swallowing my hard cock, making me gasp in surprise as he makes my whole body vibrate with pleasure, using Jason’s tongue to wiggle and slide that warm wet organ all over my cockhead, taking me deep as I feel my shaft glide along his wild tongue and my cockhead begins gliding down his throat.  

“Ohhhhhh my- Zim you- OH!!!!!  Wait- please wait- stop!” I gasp as I pull out of Jason’s mouth, making Zim look up at me with concern in Jason’s eyes.  

“Did I displease you?  I thought this was a fantasy of yours?”

“No, Zim you are right.  I fantasized about Jason loving me many times, but with you here and inside him…I just can’t forget all that he put me through.  And if you’re going to be my Daddy, well it just can’t be him.  I can’t unknow what he put me through…”

“Don’t worry, Jim,” Zim says caringly as he gently caresses my cheek.  “I completely understand.  We’ll go find a body that you can call Daddy.”

“But what’ll happen to Jason when you leave him?”

“Oh don’t you worry about that.  I’ve already reprogramed his brain.  Whenever I’m not inside him he will be malleable and easy to manipulate, almost completely his old self; but I devoured the part of his brain that controls free will.  He’s a fully independent human being, but he’s just not ALL there if you know what I mean.”

“You didn’t…”

“Oh no, Jim!  I left every brain cell of yours exactly the way it was when I got there.  I want you to enjoy this and to be yourself.”

“Phew…Then I guess we should-“ “Head to the mall,” Zim interrupts me with Jason’s sexy voice.  Jason winks at me and for just a split second I swear I can see a little twinkle in his eyes, as if my extraterrestrial friend was winking too.  

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JUST US GUYS

“You boys sure you’ll be alright all weekend?” My aunt asked me and my Uncle Mick.

“Don’t worry hon, were both adults. I think we’ll manage.” Uncle Mick said as he got a beer from the fridge.

“I know that, it’s just,” she glanced back at me before leaning into whisper to my Uncle as if I was still a child, “with his parents gone the whole holiday and after what happened with his friend.” She whispered, even though we were still in the same room and I could hear everything she was saying.

My uncle stopped her with a kiss on the lips, “Relax babe, We’re gonna be just fine.” He smiled reassuringly.

Then he walked over and gave me a playful jab to the arm. “Ain’t that right bud? Just us two men all weekend some good old fashioned bonding.”

I laughed awkwardly back, “Yeah don’t worry, if Uncle Mick tries to cook something I know where the fire extinguisher is.” I teased. He pushed my head a little in a playful gesture at that, and made his way over to sit down in his armchair.

“Well, I admit it’s good to see you two actually getting along.” My aunt said with a half smile.

“Ok.. Well you two stay out of trouble.” She joked as she picked up her purse.

“Of course,” my Uncle Mick said as my aunt started picking up her bags. I glanced over just as she turned away from us and saw Uncle Mick staring at me with a devious look. He gave me a wink which sent a shiver down my spine. As my aunt turned back toward us, he took a sip of his beer casually.

“Ok well I have to go, love you guys.” She said before running out the door. As soon as the door closed behind her. I leapt out of my seat to peek our the window as I watched her get in the car and leave. When she was completely out of sight I turned around, and I was immediately face to face with my Uncle Mick who was now right in front of me.

“Thought she’d never leave.” He said as he pushed me up against the door with his massive body, and his slimey tongue entered my mouth, his lips against mine. I could taste his beer he had just been sipping as he kissed me passionately. Finally I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back a little.

“Woah easy on the tongue Allen.” I said grinning.

He let out a small laugh, “Sorry, still getting used to your Uncles body. This man is jacked with testosterone. I’m just so horny.” He growled as I felt Micks huge cock rub up against me.

“I know, but you got to cool it. Don’t want to blow your cover ya know.” I said as I softly placed my hand on his face. Feeling roughness of Micks beard across my fingers.

“Come on, your aunt is long gone plus she totally bought it, she has no idea that her husband has been body snatched by her nephews boyfriend.” Allen said through Uncle Micks deep baritone voice that was so sexy.

“I guess, which reminds me. Did you have to kiss my aunt? That was kinda gross, babe.” I said.

“I had to sell it, what? Don’t tell me you were getting jealous.” He grinned with his devious smile. My face turned red.

“No, why would I be jealous! Besides my Uncle is kind of a douche anyway. I mean after he found us together he could’ve beaten you to death.” I said, remembering how awful that night was and how terrifying my Uncle was, I turned my face. I didn’t want to look into his eyes.

“Hey,” he said softly but deep, “You’re Uncle’s not here anymore. And as far as I’m concerned I don’t want him to ever come back.” He said as I turned look back up at him. His eyes looked genuine and soft, like the person I loved.

“From now on it’s going to be me inside this body. It’s going to be weird at first, I’ll have to divorce your aunt and when the rest of your family finds out about our relationship, that’ll be rocky. But none of that matters, as long as we have each other.” He said kissing me again, this time softly, romantically.

“I love you, but are you sure you’re ok with being in the body from now on?” I asked.

“Not gonna lie, your Uncle was a douche, but he’s also really fucking hot. I mean look at this beast of a body.” He said flexing his arms for me, I admired them feel the biceps with my hands. “He’s a regular daddy, I feel powerful, not like I ever felt in my old scrawny body,” he stopped to pull the waistband from his shorts as he took a peek down them before grinning, “Yeah I could definitely get used to this.”

“Me too,” I finally admitted. And that was all the encouragement he needed to start ripping my clothes off right then and there.

We kissed as he lifted me up with his massive beefy arms and carried me to my Uncle Mick’s bedroom. I got to explore every inch of his sexy tatted up muscled body, and felt every inch of his raging hard cock as it thrust into me with more force than I’d ever felt before.

Me and my boyfriend’s sex life has never been this good. We decided to stick with the secret relationship thing for a little longer, it was kind of hot sneaking around with each other and then acting like Uncle and nephew in public. Because those side glances, winks, and quick slaps to the ass still send shivers down my spine.

[possessionbodythief-deactivated]

Goodbye, Dad

Jake’s dad, Robert, has always wanted to give his son everything he wanted in life.  Being a single father has been tough on him, and he really has done his best to make Jake happy, but there’s one thing he can’t give his son…his body.  

Jake was a lean, pencil-thin teenager, and barely 5′6″.  To put things bluntly, the poor boy was crippled by low self-esteem because of his small size. He had a comfortable life, but all he wanted was to look more like his dad.  

“You just need to wait for your growth spurt,” Robert reassured his boy, doubting it would ever come since he had already been a stud in the making when he was Jake’s age.  But he stayed positive for his son and hoped that Jake would learn to love himself the way he was.  

“I don’t wanna wait for something that might never even come!” Jake lashed out before storming to his room and slamming the door.  

“He needs some space,” Robert said quietly before sighing and going to his own room.  

Robert got down to just his boxers and looked at the body that he had been gifted with through the genetic lottery.  Sure, he worked hard to maintain his physique, but his genetic blueprint was an ideal foundation to build from.  

“This shouldn’t be a make or break for anyone’s happiness…” Robert mumbled before crawling into bed.  He hoped more than anything that Jake could find happiness within himself.  

Meanwhile Jake was in his room crushing various herbs and strange substances.  

“If I can’t look more like you, then I’ll just have to BE you,” Jake assured himself as he read from a page he had torn out of a book at that weird occult bookstore.  

The ingredients for this potion were surprisingly common, but the page claimed that precise measurements and mixing would help “release the spirit.”

“Goodbye, Dad,” Jake said before devouring his finished concoction.  

He laid down in bed and closed his eyes and did the deep breathing exercises on the occult page.  Minutes passed without any noticeable difference other than an herbal aftertaste in his mouth, but as time continued to pass, Jake found himself feeling lighter and lighter–almost like he was becoming disconnected from reality.  

Jake opened his eyes and was amazed to see the last of his spiritual form leaving his teen body.  His body wouldn’t survive long without his spirit inside, but he didn’t care.  This was a one-trip for Jake.  

Satisfied, Jake let himself sink through the floor.  He had to go through another wall, but soon he found himself hovering over his Dad’s sculpted and muscular body.  Jake wanted nothing more than to feel the confidence and power of being a stud like his dad–no–to feel the confidence and power of being the stud known as his dad.  He had no second thoughts and no regrets as he dove right at his father’s rippled abs.  

“Huh?!!!!!” Robert gasped as he was shocked awake.  

Something had slammed him hard in the stomach–no something was still pushing so hard against him.  

“WHat the–OH FUCK!” Robert yelled out as he felt some invisible force flooding into his body, filling his body past capacity.  

“Aggggghhhhhhhhh uuunnngggggggggggg” Robert helplessly groaned as he thrashed in bed, gripping the sheets and gritting his teeth as he tried to roll off the bed–but the force pinning him down was too strong.  He was stuck there as the energy continued to flood into him.

Robert moaned helplessly as it got harder and harder to control his movements.  A wet, cold sensation spread from his abs down his thighs, up his pecs and worked all the way down to his toes, out to his fingers, and agonizingly, into his thick and erect cock.  It wasn’t long until the sensation crept up his neck and he squinted his eyes shut tight as his back arched so he was clear off the bed.  Every muscle in Robert’s body seized at once, and then with one last guttural grunt Robert felt a sensation like he had been shot out of a cannon.  

Robert was stunned and in shock as he regained his senses, only now he was floating above his own body.  He watched his own eyes open and then a mischevious smirk crossed his body’s lips.  

“Oh fuuuuuuccccckkkkk yeah,” he heard his voice say as he watched his body’s hands rub up his torso.  

“Oh yeah, call me Daddy,” his body moaned as Robert helplessly watched his own fingers caress and squeeze his nipples.  

“Looks like I’m a stud like you after all,” he heard his body gloat with a chuckle.  

“JAKE!  That little shit!” Robert yelled in his spiritual form before diving back to reclaim his body.

To his dismay, there was a brief flash of light and then he was deflected right off his own body.  

“Don’t even waste your energy, Dad,” Jake said, enjoying the smooth and deep voice leaving his mouth.  “This was a one-way trip.  My body’s upstairs–If you don’t make yourself at home in that pipsqueak body then I’m pretty sure you’ll just be stuck haunting this house until the end of time. 

Robert roared in rage as he lunged at his body over and over again, getting hurled away each time and doing nothing more than tickling Jake in the process.  His pleas and threats could not even be heard–the only evidence he was even present was the flash and sensation when he got deflected from his own body.  

“Ohhhhhh yeah, Dad, that’s starting to feel kinda good,” Jake moaned as his father’s spirit deflected off him again.  His new cock was gently pulsating inside those boxers, and as Robert watched his son reach into the waistband he realized he couldn’t take it anymore.  

Robert floated up to his son’s room and saw Jake’s vacant body.  

Not having any other option at the moment, he realized that having a body would be better than being stuck as a trapped spirit.  

He begrudgingly started floating to Jake’s body, but then to his horror he saw the spirit of an overweight elderly man dive right Jake’s empty form.  

“NOOOOO!!!!”Robert screamed as he dove at his son’s body, only to find himself repelled just like he was with his body.  

Jake’s eyes fluttered open before grinning with a look of profound relief.  

“Tough break,” Jake’s voice said, now controlled by the spirit of the elderly man.  

“I was stuck here for decades, just watching family after family live in this home.  Not that it matters to you, but I died alone and unhappy.  I spent my whole life in the closet, and my last thought as a living person was that if I had the chance to be a cute little twink, I’d do everything differently.  Looks like it was worth the wait,” Jake’s body said as he bit his lip and rubbed his thin and young body adoringly.  “My name was Hugh in my last life, but I definitely prefer your son’s name.  That’s right, I’m Jake now…” he said with satisfaction.   

Hugh proudly walked his new body down the stairs before encountering a mirror and basking at his new chance at life.  He had managed to keep up with the times by observing the evolution of technology through the inhabitants of the house, but he still got a giddy excitement as he pulled a strange device out of his pocket and unlocked it with his new fingerprint.  He knew where the camera button was because he had watched Jake and Robert use the function countless times.  Still, he was in awe as he clicked the button and snapped the first picture of his new body.  

“Wait a second…” he said playfully before yanking his shirt off and taking another picture.  

“I don’t know why you were so self-conscious Jake.  Your body is fucking cute!  Not complaining though…” Hugh said, still enjoying the teen voice leaving his mouth.  

Hugh tucked the phone away.  He planned on exploring the device in full later on, but in that moment he wanted to get acquainted with his new “Daddy.”  His teen cock pulsated a bit just thinking about that.  

Hugh walked in on Jake, still embracing and caressing his new, mature, stud body.  

“Well, well, well, looks like you took that pipsqueak body after all.”

“You didn’t leave too many options,” Hugh replied, doing his best to act as if he were Robert inside Jake’s body.  

“So what do you want anyway?  Because this is my body now.  Nothing can reverse it,” Jake gloated.  

“No.  No hard feelings,” Hugh said as he walked closer to Jake.  “In fact, I’m glad you did what you did,” he cooed as he crawled onto the bed.  

“Dad?” Jake asked, a little confused by how okay with this his Dad seemed.

“No, you’re my daddy now.  Do you want your son to make you feel good?”

“Dad, what are you-Ohhhhhh ffuuuuuuucccccccckkkk” Jake moaned as his former body freed his new fatherly dick from his boxers and that hard cock in his mouth.  

Robert’s spirit watched in horror.

“That’s not me!!!!! That’s some old gay pervert!!!!!! STOP!!! JUST FUCKING STOP!” the fatherly spirit begged, but he could not be heard anymore.  He could only continue to watch, paralyzed in dread.  Jake thought his own father was sucking him off!

Jake was smiling from ear to ear as he used his dad’s strong arms to guide his former mouth lower and lower.  

Hugh eagerly swallowed that cock deeper and deeper until he had taken all 8 inches and had his lips firmly pressed against neatly trimmed pubes.  He was in heaven–in control of a teen twink, his new father’s cock down his throat, and his stud father’s manly scent filling his nostrils.  

Jake shivered as Hugh came up for air.  

“Shit, Dad that felt so good!”

“You’re my dad now,” Hugh reminded Jake.  “I’m your son now, and I wanna make you feel good.”

“Oh fuck yeah,” Jake said gruffly as he pulled his former body on top of his muscular and hairy torso.  

He embraced his new role and hugged his son tight against his body before looking into his old eyes and leaning in to meet lips.  

Hugh shivered in enjoyment as he felt the thick, trimmed beard of his new Daddy rubbing his smooth face.  He opened his youthful mouth and let his Daddy’s tongue in.  The moaned into each other’s mouths as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues.  

Robert was horrified as he witnessed his own body passionately making out with the body of his own son.  But just when he didn’t think things could get any worse, he watched Jake roll them over so Hugh was on his back.  

“Spread your legs, son,” Jake said forcefully.  

“Yes, Daddy,” Hugh replied as he kicked off his shorts and spread his twink legs wide.  

Jake was over the moon as he found his Dad’s lube and began getting his new cock nice and slick.  He was ready to fuck his old body.  No–he was ready to fuck his son.  Because he was the man now.  He was the stud with the powerful body he had always wanted.  He couldn’t control himself as he pushed his new massive cockhead against his old body’s virgin hole.  

Hugh gasped as he felt his Daddy’s dick stretching him wide.  He squirmed and groaned, but he looked up and saw the look of focus on his Daddy’s face.  Hugh took a deep breath and relaxed, groaning as Jake pushed his father’s cock deeper and deeper into his former, teen hole.  

“mmmmmmm you’re so tight, boy!” Jake moaned as he got his meaty cock halfway in his son.  That turned him on so much looking at his old self, but knowing that the shrimpy twink he used to be was his son now.  And he didn’t know if his dad had been brainwashed by the magic or if his dad was just really being so kinky, but he didn’t care.  He was already loving his new life.  Hugh was thinking the same thing as he felt fuller and fuller of thick, Daddy cock.  He had been worried that Jake would immediately know something was wrong, but it was so erotic in Hugh’s opinion that Jake thought his own father was being a whore in that teen body.  Hugh knew that Robert was probably in the room with them.  That made him even harder.  

“Fuck yeah!  Fill me up, Daddy!  Fuck my hole good! AGgggghhhhhhhhnnnnngggggggg Fuck yeah!” Hugh hollered out as the last inch of that Daddy cock was stuffed inside him.  

Jake shivered and collapsed forward onto his old body, groaning as he adjusted to the feeling of his own father’s cock stuffed completely inside his old body’s hole.  

Jake gasped for breath before forcing his mouth onto his son’s and pulling his hips back.  

They both moaned into each other’s mouths as Jake thrust back in, and that repeated again, and again, except Jake started thrusting faster and harder until Hugh was basically just emitting a constant moan with his teen voice.  

Hugh was literally overwhelmed by pleasure as his Daddy’s dick pistoned in and out of him at an almost inhuman speed and power.  He pulled his Daddy close to him so he could feel friction with each thrust as that chest hair rubbed against his smooth body.  He loved feeling overwhelmed by a larger and more powerful man.  The opposite was true for Jake.  He was finally the stud he always wanted to be.  He never felt more confident than he did in that moment as he used his powerful abs, hips, thighs, and arms to give each thrust as much power as he could.  He reveled in his control as his father’s sweat dripped onto his old body.  No–it was his sweat.  There was no going back now–he would forever be known to the world as Robert.  And he would always adore and care for his twink son, Jake.  

“Ohhhhhh Jake!!! Son!!! I’m so fucking close!” the new Robert grunted as he felt his big balls contract and pulsate.  

Hugh accepted his new identity in that moment too.  He was Jake now, and for as long as he could keep the act up, he would pretend to be the spirit of the true Robert.  But in that moment he only had one thing to say, “Fucking cum inside me Daddy!”

The new Robert growled as he rolled them over, still fully inside his boy.  The new Jake was on top and ready to ride his Daddy, but Robert surprised his boy by quickly leaning up and hugging his boy tight.  Robert roared as he thrashed his cock up into his boy.  Jake was practically seeing stars as he hugged his Dad tight and used his leg strength to slam himself down onto his dad’s throbbing cock.  Then he felt those strong hands wrap around him.  Robert gripped his boy for maximum leverage and used his full strength to pull his son as tight and close as possible with each thrust.  

Jake’s teen body couldn’t take it anymore, and without even touching his twink dick he hollered out in his soft, adolescent voice as his throbbing teen boner launched his cum all over his dad’s sweaty, hairy, and ripped torso.  

Robert winced as he felt his boy’s hole contracting tightly with each new shot of cum that sprayed his chest.  It finally took him to his limit.  

“FUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK YEEEEAAAHHHH SON!” he roared before forcing their mouths together again as he pulled them together tighter than ever and thrust his seed deep inside his boy.  Shot after shot filled Jake’s hole until he just couldn’t contain any more of his dad’s load.  With each new thrust, cum started leaking out of his hole until Robert pulled Jake tight against one final thrust.  He held them together like that for several minutes, embraced and passionately kissing as they enjoyed their afterglow, fatherly cock still buried in son’s hole.  

This was a fate worse than death for the spirit of the true Robert, but even he had to admit he had never seen his son happier than he was now that he had claimed Robert’s body and life as his own.  

[permanentswaps]

Hello, Dad

Read Part 1 by @possessionbodythief.

Two years have passed since that fateful night, and I’ve settled into my new life as Jake with surprising ease. Watching the residents of the house over the years has proven invaluable in adapting to the modern world. My mannerisms have changed, but since the real Jake had always been uncertain about how his dad would react to being in a new body, it didn’t matter much. People around me simply chalk it up to growing up and finding myself.

After some time living with "my dad" - or Jake now in Robert's body - in the old house, I realized I needed my own space to truly embrace this new life. Moving out was a big step, but one I knew I had to take. I found a small apartment downtown with a view of the city skyline, a far cry from the haunted house I was confined to for decades. This place, with its modern amenities and vibrant surroundings, felt like a breath of fresh air. The sense of freedom and independence was exhilarating, something I had never known in my previous life.

"It's so good to be free," I whisper to myself, a smile spreading across my face.

My phone buzzes, pulling me out of my reverie. It's a text from "my dad."

"Hey Jake, you wanna grab dinner tonight? Been missing you."

My smile widens. I quickly text back.

"Sure, Dad. There's a new spot near here I've been meaning to try, wanna meet at 7?"

"Perfect. See you then, kiddo."

I put my phone down, thinking about how much has changed. Lately, I've been working out a lot. I feel a bit bad for Jake; he was just kinda impatient. It would've happened for him eventually if he had kept with a routine. I mean look at the transformation from then to now:

But hey, his impatience is my gain. I'm still more lean than buff right now, but that's how I like it. There are a bunch of cute guys checking me out all the time. I've even managed to get a hot boyfriend.

But it seems Jake has noticed the changes the most. He even jokingly muses, "Damn, what I would've done to have a body like yours at that age." He's kidding, of course. He never experienced this age. In fact, we still have never mentioned the swap – thank God, 'cause I don't want to risk him finding out who I really am in this body. Jake seems to be completely comfortable in his new body, never showing any signs of sadness or jealousy. He truly embraces his role as Robert and appears genuinely happy.

But sometimes, he throws in these playful comments that catch me off guard. Like the other day, I was stretching after a workout, and he walks in, giving me an exaggerated once-over.

"Look at you, all limber and toned. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to impress someone," he said with a wink.

He smirked, leaning against the doorframe. "Well, you're definitely turning heads. Just make sure you don't break too many hearts."

I grinned back at him. "And look at you, Dad. You're in fantastic shape. You've got those muscles everyone dreams of."

Jake's eyes gleamed with pride as he flexed his bicep. "Damn right. I know I've got it going on."

Another time, we were out for dinner, and I mentioned I was thinking of getting a new wardrobe.

"Oh really?" he replied, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Trying to show off those gains? I can't blame you. If I had your body, I'd probably never wear a shirt."

I chuckled, feeling a flush creep up my neck. "Maybe I'll take your advice and start a new trend."

It's not just my body that's improved, though. Jake has also been hitting the gym hard. He's in fantastic shape, even better than when I first took over this body. His muscles are more defined, and his confidence radiates in every movement.

As I step into the upscale restaurant, the blend of modern design and rustic charm immediately catches my eye. String lights are draped across the space, casting a warm, inviting glow over the wooden tables and cushioned benches. The walls are adorned with lush greenery and vibrant flower arrangements, creating a serene and picturesque ambiance. The gentle sound of a nearby water fountain adds to the tranquil atmosphere. The tantalizing aroma of freshly baked pizzas and herbed garlic bread fills the air, making my mouth water.

Jake is already there, waiting at our table. He looks up and grins when he sees me.

"Hey, kiddo," he says, standing up to give me a hug.

"Hey, Dad," I reply, embracing him warmly. "This place looks amazing. Ready for a feast?"

"You bet," he says with a laugh as we take our seats.

We start by ordering a variety of appetizers: bruschetta topped with fresh tomatoes and basil, crispy calamari, and a charcuterie board that looks almost too good to eat.

"These bruschettas are amazing," Jake says, biting into one.

I nod. "Definitely. This place is awesome."

As we work our way through the appetizers and move on to the main course, a handsome waiter catches Jake's eye. He can't help but flirt, turning on the charm with every word. The waiter, clearly interested, flirts back, and by the time dessert arrives, Jake has the waiter's phone number scrawled on a napkin.

I can't help but laugh. "Wow, Dad, you're really on fire tonight."

Jake grins, waving the napkin. "What can I say? When you've got it, you've got it."

We finish our meal with splitting a tiramisu. As we're wrapping up, Jake leans over, a serious look in his eyes. "Hey, why don't you come back home tonight? I've missed having you around recently. I'd really like it if you stayed over."

"Sure, Dad," I say, smiling. "I'd love to."

When we get home, he catches me looking at myself in the mirror, admiring my progress. The muscles I've worked so hard to develop are finally starting to show, and there's a newfound confidence in my reflection. Jake walks up behind me, his presence warm and reassuring.

"You know, you've got this whole 'boy-next-door' vibe going, but with an edge. It's... intriguing."

I chuckle, a bit embarrassed but also pleased by his words. He steps closer and grabs my waist, his hands firm yet gentle.

He looks at me in the mirror, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "See, I told you," he says with a twinge of irony, "You just needed to wait for your growth spurt."

I turn to face him, our eyes meeting. "I guess you were right," I say, with a knowing smile. "It just took a little time."

A look of lust flashes over his eyes, and I feel a thrill run down my spine. He moves closer, his hands sliding up to my shoulders, giving them a firm, appreciative squeeze.

"And now you’re all grown up," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.

Before I can respond, his lips are on mine, capturing me in a deep, passionate kiss. My body reacts instantly, pressing against him, the heat between us igniting something primal and intense. It's been two years since we last shared this kind of intimacy, and the hunger in his eyes tells me he’s been waiting just as long.

He guides me to the bedroom, our kisses growing more urgent, our touches more desperate. The anticipation builds as we shed our clothes, revealing the bodies we’ve both worked so hard to perfect. The air is charged with electricity, the desire between us palpable.

Jake pushes me gently onto the bed, his eyes roaming over my body with a mix of pride and lust. "You're perfect," he whispers, his voice thick with emotion.

He joins me on the bed, his hands exploring every inch of my skin, rekindling the flames of our past encounters. I gasp as his lips find the sensitive spots on my neck, my chest, my inner thighs. The pleasure is overwhelming, each touch sending waves of ecstasy through me.

When he finally enters me, it’s like coming home. The connection between us is deeper than ever, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Every thrust brings us closer to the edge, the intensity building until it’s almost unbearable. I grip his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I match his rhythm, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"It's been too long," Jake groans, his breath hot against my ear. "I’ve missed this."

"Me too," I gasp, my hands clutching at his back, urging him deeper. "God, I've missed this."

His pace quickens, each thrust more powerful than the last. The room is filled with the sounds of our passion—the slap of skin against skin, the low moans and gasps, the whispered words of desire. I can feel myself getting closer, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my core.

Jake's hands grip my hips, pulling me closer, deeper. "You're mine," he whispers fiercely, his eyes locked on mine. "Always."

"Yes, Daddy," I moan, the words slipping out naturally, a thrill of submission coursing through me. "I'm yours."

The intensity of his gaze, the possessiveness in his voice, sends me over the edge. I cry out, my body arching beneath him as pleasure crashes over me, wave after wave. He follows moments later, a guttural groan tearing from his throat as he finds his release, collapsing onto me, spent and sated.

We lie there, tangled in each other’s arms, the afterglow of our lovemaking still shimmering around us. His weight is comforting, his presence a soothing balm. I run my fingers through his hair, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against mine.

"That was incredible," I murmur, my voice soft and breathless.

He leans down to kiss me again, slow and sweet, a promise of more to come.

[mindmelter]

Assimilated StepDaddy

Ryan slowly woke up, feeling disoriented. He looked around, recognizing his stepson's room. But something was off—he couldn't move. It hit him then: he was tied up on the bed. Panic set in as he struggled against the restraints.

"W-what the hell? What is going on? Why I'm tied up?" Ryan shouted, trying his best to free himself from the restraints. All he remembered was coming home from a hard day of work at the construction site and grabbing a beer to relax on the couch, and then... he woke up here?

"It's ok, Ryan, no need to freak out," He heard his stepson's voice as he entered the room while holding a glass jar with a strange slug creature inside.

"Benson? You did this to me? You little shit! I'm gonna beat your spoiled ass once I'm out of here!"

"Oh, you're going to beat my ass for sure, just not in the way you think," Benson said with a smug tone, he tapped his fingers on the jar, making the sluggish creature move as if it was excited. "It was very easy to drug your beer. You passed out faster than I thought you would, and I confess it was very difficult to drag you to my room, you're so heavy. Unfortunately, I'm afraid we don't have much time left."

"You drugged my WHAT? I knew you were a fucking freak but not at this level!" Ryan tried to pull the restraints once again, but he finally realized there was no use. He sighed and looked at his stepson. "Look, let me go now and I won't tell your mom about what you did."

Benson chuckled, "I'm not sure if I believe you; I know you very well, Ryan; in the past two years, I've known your true self; you're a cheater, a homophobe, and a horrible stepdad. I can't trust someone like you, I'm not dumb. But don't worry; once I help my alien buddy take over your body, our relationship will change to something more... trustful." Benson then looked at the creature inside the jaar. "Isn't that right, lil guy?"

Ryan could swear he saw the little creature nodding its head. "What the hell is this thing you're holding? You're freaking me out Benson.... please let me go!"

Benson got on the bed between Ryan's muscular legs and slowly started to pull down Ryan's underwear, he protested, trying to make the process more difficult for Benson, but with both his arms and legs tied up, Benson easily pulled his underwear down to his ankles. "Oh my, I can see why mom likes you so much because it definitely is not because of your personality," Benson said, amazed by Ryan's girthy cock.

"That's too fucking far! I'm gonna kill you, you motherfucker!" Ryan shouted.

Benson just ignored him and opened the lid, freeing the slug from the jar; the strange black slug crawled toward Ryan's ass and started to force its way inside his hole. Ryan's eyes opened in terror as he felt something squirming inside his ass. "Take this thing away from me! Take this thing away!" Ryan pleaded, no longer trying to keep his tough, manly persona.

"It's ok, Daddy Ryan, you're going to be a much better stepdad from now on," Benson said, caressing his muscular thighs and watching the tip of the slug disappear inside Ryan's ass. For a few seconds, nothing happened until suddenly Ryan's eyes rolled back, and his body started to contort and convulse, his hips bulked up and down, and his back arched as his muscles tensed until suddenly his body went limp.

That was when Benson heard his mom's car arrive; his heart raced as he immediately started to untie Ryan as quickly as he could; he thought he could turn Ryan into his pet's host before his mom came home from work. He untied Ryan's ankles and walked out of his room; it was then realized he had forgotten to pull up Ryan's underwear, so he ran back to his room and pulled his underwear up. He made his way to the living room just as his mom opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, Mom," Benson said, sitting on the couch and trying his best not to sound too out of breath.

"Hey, sweetie, where is Ryan?" She asked.

"H-he's sleeping in my room, I think he got so drunk that he crashed in the wrong room."

"Poor thing, he works so hard, let him rest a little ok?"

Later that night, while his mom was in the shower, Benson went to check on his stepdad, and to his surprise, the bed was empty. He jumped when he felt Ryan's hand grab his neck from behind and his big bulge pressing against his ass. Ryan leaned his mouth close to Benson's ear and whispered. "Fuck... he really hated your ass, I'm trying my best to control his body not to twist your little neck."

Benson smirked; he knew it was no longer his stepdad speaking. "I thought you said you would take full control of his brain?" Benson whispered back, pressing his ass harder against Ryan.

"Shut up you little..." Ryan stopped talking mid-sentence, and then closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and then looking at Benson with more calm eyes. "I will. It just takes a while to fully assimilate his brain. There's still some parts of him left, I can still access some fragments of his memories as well as the hatred he had for you..."

"I think we could use all his hatred and use it for something more..." Benson then turned around to face Ryan and was about to caress his hairy pecs when Ryan suddenly pushed him down to his knees.

"You disgust me, you always did. If I didn't have a fucking slug inside my brain, assimilating it and turning me into a brainless puppet, I would have punched your dumb face right now."

Benson was so hard, his cock was leaking only at the sight of his hot stepdad standing over him, with his huge bulge just inches away from his face. He knew it was the alien in control, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit scared.

"Ok, I'm starting to get a little bit wo..." Benson tried to stand up, but Ryan pushed him back on his knees again and then pointed at him.

"You better keep on your knees! That's where you fucking belong." Ryan whispered, he then pulled down his underwear, freeing his throbbing massive cock, hovering his shaft over Benson's mesmerized face. "I'm gonna facefuck you as a punishment, that's what spoiled brats like you deserve," Ryan then grabbed Benson by the back of his hair and smirked down at him. "You better take every inch of punishment," With that, he pushed Benson's face to take all his length. Benson loved the way Ryan grabbed both sides of his head and fucked his mouth like he was a fucktoy. Ryan came down his throat before his mom finished her shower.

A week later, Ryan had his brain fully assimilated by the alien slug, and there was nothing more left of him besides his hot body. The alien adopted a more loving and caring personality for Ryan that Benson loved, but sometimes Benson would ask the alien to act more like the old Ryan.

Their relationship had improved so much since Ryan got assimilated. Benson's mom would go to work in the morning before Ryan, so every morning before going to work, Ryan would go into Benson's room and give him a proper morning fuck, as well as his morning load. And every time Ryan came back earlier from work, he would take his shirt off and order Benson to lick his sweaty body clean.

"These armpits won't clean by themselves, boy. You better bury your face in these hairy armpits and clean them up with your slutty tongue!"

After giving his stepdad a proper tongue bath, Benson was sitting on Ryan's lap, with his ass fully stuffed by Ryan's hard cock while he squeezed and groped his stepdad's big hairy pecs.

"C'mon buddy, suck on your Daddy's tits, your mom will come from work at any minute," Ryan said while flexing his massive pecs.

Benson didn't waste any more time and started to suck on Ryan's huge tits. He had only two hours left before his mom would return from work, and he would always make the most of it.

[mrwavellswaps]

The Parental Solution - Loose Ends

(Make sure to read The Original Story first!)

I woke up to a sight I never imagined I’d see. My own dad sound asleep next to me in bed. A couple weeks it would’ve seemed insane. Sleeping in bed next to my dad who I could tell was naked just by how close we were under the sheets. Not that I could say anything since I was as well. I listened to him snore ever so slightly as I reflected on how the hell I’d even managed to get in this situation.

My best friend Jason took over my dad’s body using the potion I bought from a magic shop so he could get away from his terrible parents. Immediately after he picked up on my hidden crush for my dad and started teasing me about it all the time. Whispering dirty things in my ear using my dad’s raspy voice. Wear almost nothing around the house to show off his body to me whenever he could. And with everyday it got harder and harder to hide my growing lust for him. Finally he managed to tip me over the edge last night by sticking a hand into the bulge of his underwear before shoving that very same hand in my face moments later once it smelled deeply of my dad’s balls. After that I lost it and was sucking him off in the middle of the living room while he watched sports on TV as I finally gave in and started calling him Dad rather than Jason, even referring to him by my dad’s name Bryce from time to time. Then later in the evening, after he’d made me swallow his load and clean off his cock and balls, he made me service the rest of his body as well. That is until he’d recharged and decided to scoop me up before carrying me to his bedroom with a smug look on that stolen mature face of his.

Remembering what happened after that only made my ass throb more than it already did. My ‘Dad’ practically ripped open my clothes and tossed me onto the bed before drilling his dick into me in lord knows how many different positions for what felt like hours. All the while telling me how he was plowing me with the same dick that made me. I know I should’ve hated it but… I didn’t. I loved it. I loved every fucking second. And even as I looked over at him in bed with me, his morning wood pressing against the bed sheets, part of me wanted him to do it all again right then and there. Unfortunately I didn’t think my ass could handle another pounding just yet.

With a sigh I got up out of bed as quietly as possible to not wake my dad up. I tugged on some of my clothes from yesterday and made my way downstairs where I brewed myself a hot cup of coffee. I put some bread in the toaster and waited a couple minutes for it to pop out again before spreading some butter on it and digging in. Having some nice toast in the morning was certainly one way to try and distract myself from my painfully pulsing anus.

My attention however was then turned from my breakfast to a knocking at the door. It was a brisk but loud knock, as if made by someone that didn’t particularly want to be doing it. Regardless I set down made toast, wiped off my hands and marched towards the front door. I groggily opened up and of all the people I thought might’ve been knocking at our door, the man that I saw stood on the other side was the last person I could’ve imagined.

He was a middle aged albeit very handsome man. About average height with a sturdy body that’d definitely seen some time in the gym. He adorned a well trimmed salt and pepper haircut with a short beard that accentuated his somewhat thick mustache. But he wasn’t just any hot older daddy. He was Jason’s fucking dad!“Mr Simmons?”

“Ah. Aaron…” I could tell by the sour look on his face that he wasn’t exactly pleased to see me. “Is your father home? I’d like to speak to him.” He asked in a forcefully polite tone.

I had to stop myself from blushing at the mention of my own dad as my mind couldn’t help flashing back to last night. “Uhh yeah but he’s still in bed right now. Long day at work yesterday and what not…” I lied.

Mr Simmons sighed. “In that case I’ll ask you. It’s about my son. Jason.” He began and already I was trying even harder not to blush at the mention of my best friend turned father. “He’s been missing for over two weeks now and we haven’t found a single trace of him anywhere. It’s driving his mother and I mad. We’d begun to think the stupid boy had just ran off on his own until just the other day I was told someone saw him going into your house the night he disappeared. You wouldn’t know anything about that would you? Boy.” His tone turned threatening very fast.

“N-no. I have no idea where Jason is. All we did was hang out and then I thought he went home. I’ve got no idea where he is.” I expressed, clearly intimidated by the scouting man in front of me. Obviously it was another lie but what else could I say? Oh yeah sorry Mr Simmons but your son took over my dad’s body because you’re such an asshole and a terrible father? Yeah no. Unfortunately the older man didn’t seem pleased with my answer.

“Yeah? Well I think you know more about this than you’re telling me. I know you were the one always filling Jason’s head with all the queer bullshit. Trying to turn him into a faggot like you unlike the Christian man his mother and I have been raising him to be.” And there it was. One huge part of the reason Jason had hated his parents so much. On top of all the abuse and manipulation, they were also homophobic bible thumpers. I still remember Jason telling me how they’d always drag him to church while telling him he’d go to hell if he wasn’t straight and christian like they were. Apparently I was the only person he’d felt comfortable coming out to after all that. “You probably convinced him to run away with a bunch of those disgusting fairies didn’t you.” He continued to accuse, his fists balling up slightly.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel extremely intimidated at that moment. “I already told you. I don’t know where Jason is! He didn’t tell me anything alright! If I did, I promise I would tell you.” Once again bending the truth quite significantly but it was all I could do. Thankfully he seemed to buy it for now.

“Fine.” He relaxed his shoulders slightly, no longer looking as though he was gonna beat the shit out of me. “But if I find out you had anything to do with this…” his scowl was more evident than ever as he poked his finger against my chest. “I’ll make sure your faggot ass gets sent to hell sooner than you think.” And with an angry snuff he backed away before turning to leave, prompting me to let out a huge sigh of relief. Thankful to still be in one piece.

Seconds later I heard a pair of heavy footsteps behind me followed by a familiar set of thick arms wrapping around me. “Who was that?” Bryce, my new and improved dad, asked as he kissed my neck.

“It was your asshole father.”

Bryce immediately looked up to see the man marching away from our house. His former father. Before he took over this body of course. “Jesus… sorry you had to deal with him.” He apologised to me. “Though, this might be weird of me to say but, Mr Simmons is pretty hot now I think about it.” He admitted, knowing I couldn’t exactly judge him for it all things considered. “He’s got a pretty nice ass don't ya think?” As he said that I could already feel his hard cock pressing up against my back.

Naturally I couldn’t help checking out the ass of that bible thumper, still being just close enough for me to get a good view of how well those jeans framed it. “I guess so… I mean he’d probably be super fucking hot if he wasn’t such homophobic piece of shit among other things.” As I’d already admitted to myself, the man was a total daddy stud just like my own dad.

“If only a body like that belonged to someone who actually deserved it…” He murmured in my ear with a grin.

Right away I knew exactly what he was implying. But could I do that?! I mean his dad has quite the reputation around here. Being revered by some of the more radical church goers in the community as the perfect example of what a man should be while being hated by most others for being a complete dickhead. Even a lot of other Christian’s around here didn’t like him for how much he screamed about how the rest of us are gonna go to hell or whatever. Especially when it comes to the LGBTQ community. It was honestly disgusting the way he acted most of the time, even towards his own son. Yet I couldn’t help but agree that because of all that… maybe he didn’t deserve such a hot body.

———

There was a jingle as the door to a familiar magic shop opened up. “So this is where you got that crazy potion from before huh?” Bryce asked as he walked inside first, myself following close behind him. He looked around marvelling at the well decorated shop as his eyes scanned across all sorts of items that would seemingly have some kind of magical property I hidden within them.

“Yup. This is the place. I thought it was all fake when I first came here.” I replied as we made our way towards the front desk. However, the man standing at the desk wasn’t the same guy who’d served me last time. He wore the same strange uniform as the other guy had but it was a slightly older looking man this time. I couldn’t put my finger on it but he had a very ‘high school teacher’ vibe about him with the silver flecked hair and the glasses.

He smiled and ushered us over. “Welcome sirs! What can I help you with!” He asked enthusiastically. “We’ve got all sorts of magical items on sale here. Some are even sample-able!”

At first I assumed this was just another dude that helped run the shop. That is until I saw his name tag. “Simon? The guy who helped me out last time I was here was named Gil. He mentioned you were his boyfriend. When I was here he took a potion that made him huge and hairy to prove the magic was real.” I laughed

“Oh so you’re the customer he did that for eh? If I remember correctly he told me you bought nectar of the bodysnacher. How was it? Get the body you wanted?” He asked curiously.

I shrugged and turned to my dad who was standing behind and motioned towards him. “I dunno you’re gonna have to ask him. He’s the one who used it.” I explained. “He’s actually my best friend Jason. Same age as me. But we used the nectar so he could take over my dad’s body. And if you ask me he’s a better dad than my old one ever was!” I smirked, having fully embraced having a horny dad that wanted to fuck me.

“Woah! Now that’s something.” Simon commented. “Good choice though if I may add.” His eyes ran up and down Bryce’s body. The muscled dad had decided to wear some of his tightest clothes to show off every inch of his form, leaving very little to the imagination when it came to the curves of his muscles and the bulge in his crotch area.

“So what about Gil?” I wondered. “Did that potion finally wear off?”

Simon chuckled a little. “Well… uhhh no actually. It should’ve worn off by now but I’m gonna be honest, I was obsessed with what that muscle bear potion did to him. He’s so thick now that hardly any of his clothes fit and the few that do are skin tight. He’s got that massive jiggling belly and such thick arms and legs. God don’t even get me started on his huge ass. And all that body hair just drives me crazy!” He went on a bit of tangent about every minor detail of Gil’s new bear bod. “Long story short, I might’ve begged him to some more temporary muscle bear potions to extend the effects of it.” He admitted with a slightly embarrassed look. “I was thinking of even asking him to take a permanent one that doesn’t have a time limit hahah…”

“God that sounds hot…” Bryce chirped in, his own stolen cock pressing tightly against his pants as he pictured everything this man was saying.

“Anyway. Sorry. That was slightly unprofessional of me to share all that.” Simon stood up a little straighter and attempted to hide his own boner. “Oh! And speak of the devil!” He added, looking past me and Bryce.

The pair of us turn to see a huge bear of a man appearing from behind one of the aisle. I recognised him right away as the same man that sold me that potion last time I was here. Gilgamesh! And just like Simon had said, that potion certainly hadn’t worn off. He was even now wearing the same clothes as last time except a much bigger size to accommodate his bigger body. He recognised me right away and came up to say hello.

“Hey what’s up! Is this your friend that you told me about?” Gil asked as his eyes scanned Bryce’s body just like Simon’s had.

“Yup! But now I’ve gotta call him Dad.” I went on to explain everything to Gil. Telling him all about how Bryce and I had snuck into my Dad’s room while he was asleep after getting Bryce to drink the nectar and putting a pair of my dad’s used socks. We even ended up telling him about how our relationship had progressed to… new depths since then.

“Well I’m glad to hear everything worked out for the two of you!” Gil said as he went in for a big bear hug. “Sorry. Side effect of the muscle bear potion. Makes me wanna bear hug everyone.” He apologised with a guffaw though I certainly didn’t mind being squeezed against his big belly. “Anyway, as much as I love seeing the aftermath of one of my sales, I get the feeling you’re here for something else.”

Bryce and I shared a glance. “Well you see. There’s a man that lives on our street. Total asshole. Harasses those who don’t go to church. Threatens innocent people that do things he doesn’t agree with. And treated his own son like dirt.” Bryce began using my dad’s gruff voice, knowing he used to be that son before everything changed for the better. “But the thing… despite all that he’s still hot as fuck.”

I took over from there. “So the two of us have decided that someone as horrible as him doesn’t deserve to have such an incredible body and that someone else should be given it instead. So we were hoping you might still have some of that bodysnachers nectar around here?” I wiggled my eyebrows a little at the man who’s name was displayed on the shop sign.

Gil smirked. “Ahhh I see. Well in that case we better go take a look.” He enthusiastically slung a big hairy arm over my shoulder before leading Bryce and I over to the very same aisle he’d taken me to last time. I could see out of the corner of my eye how Bryce was stopping here and there to read the labels and descriptions of certain items. My attention however was swiftly brought back to Gil as the burly man stopped in front of some rather empty looking shelves. “Ahhh yes. A large group of old men came here the other day and bought a bunch of bodysnatcher’s nectar in bulk. They were planning something about sneaking into a college frat house and taking over all the young jocks there I think. They wouldn’t stop talking about wanting to be young dumb and full of… well you get the idea.” He explained nonchalantly. Just the idea of that had me hard as fuck. “But if you’re lucky… there might just be…” Gil stuck his arm down the shelf and reached right towards the back until his meaty hand finally grabbed something. “One left at the back!” He he pulled out one last bodysnatcher’s nectar with a big cheesy grin before handing me the vial.

“Thanks so much Gil! I’ll promise I’ll put those to good use. You can count on that!” I reassured him. “How much do I owe ya again?” I reached into my pocket for some money but as I did the bigger man stopped me.

“It’s on the house this time.” He generously offered. “All I ask in return is that you come back again once you’ve taken your new body so my boyfriend and I can judge for ourselves just how hot this asshole really is.” Gil gave me a reassuring pat on the back. “Besides, judging by how interested your ‘Dad’ is in those spell books, I suspect the two of you’ll be bringing us some more business soon enough.” He gestured over towards Bryce who had his nose deep in one of said spell books.

———

“Do you remember where the spare key is?” I whispered, now stood outside Jason’s old house where both of his religious parents of course still lived. Bryce didn’t say a word. He simply reached up and into the hanging flower basket above my head before pulling out a key. “I’ll take that as a yes.” We discreetly unlocked the front door, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible as we slipped inside.

With how many times Jason had been to my house over the years, I’d never actually been to his. I gotta say though, it’s exactly what I’d imagined. Dull, muted colours. Mundane decorations and furniture. Crosses hung up on half the walls in the house. There was even a huge bible quote on one of the living room walls as if it were a live laugh love sign. And the awkward, blank faced family photos only made it weirder.

“Now you can see why I hated living here.” Bryce stated bluntly. He almost always acted like my dad to an extent but right now he couldn’t help remembering his old life before becoming a dilf and it wasn’t pleasant. “Let’s just get on with this. My parents' room is upstairs.” He hurried us along, ascending the steep staircase.

Before long he led us to a rather large and tidy bedroom. Freshly cleaned sheets, sparkling mirrors, not a single item of clothing lying around. If I had to give Jason’s parents something, they were definitely clean and organised. Not that it was much everything else considered. I didn’t let the cleanliness distract me from the reason we were here though. “So. Where’s your dad’s stuff?”

“Over here.” Bryce took us over to the left side of the bed. There he swiftly yanked open a few of the bedside drawers until he eventually pulled one open filled with men’s socks and underwear. “This is his. Grab something quick. It won’t be long before he’s back from work.”

I reached into the draw and quickly pulled out a pair of white socks with black stripes on them. “And you’re sure your mom isn’t gonna be with him or anything?”

He shook his head. “Nope. She works late on Monday’s. She shouldn’t be back till the late evening. We’ll have hours to do this before she even leaves work.” Bryce explained. “My dad on the other hand should be here any second so you’d better drink that magic stuff now.”

I didn’t argue. Right away I reached into my pocket and pulled out the vial. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. The very same stuff that’d given Bryce the more mature body he flaunted now. I twisted off the lid and without a second thought downed the entire thing. Right away I could feel something strange. It was the magic settling inside my body and waiting to be activated. Once that was done I kicked off my own shoes and socks before tugging on the clean socks belonging to none other than Nolan Simmons.

“Did you feel it?” Bryce asked.

“Feel what?”

“The spark. When you pulled the socks on?”

I had no idea what he was talking about. “Spark? What spark?”

He looked just as confused as me. “A couple weeks back when I pulled on your dad’s socks before taking his body, I felt a weird spark the moment I pulled them on. You’re saying you didn’t-” Bryce cut himself off as suddenly we heard the front door swing open and a familiar voice from downstairs muttering about how his stupid wife hadn’t locked the door before leaving this morning. Well if we needed any more proof that he was an asshole, there it was.

“Shit, shit. Quick! Hide!” I whispered in a panicked voice. We did exactly as we’d planned. Bryce quickly hid behind the bedroom door while I hid in the closet. I feel like there might’ve been some irony there but I was far more distracted by the sound of Mr Simmons’s angry footsteps ascending the stairs. As he did I could only hope everything went according to plan otherwise Bryce and I would probably end up in a jail cell.

Quickly the footsteps reached the top of the stairs before trudging down the hallway and towards the bedroom. Bryce readied himself. Another moment or two passed by and my heart practically skipped a beat when I saw the same man that’d been threatening me this morning enter the room through the cracks in the closet door. He seemed as though he was heading in my direction and immediately I began to think of what a man like that would do if he found me hiding in here. Luckily however, before he could reach the closet, Bryce came out from behind the door before quickly sneaking up on the man and grabbing him from behind without warning! Restraining the man he once called his father as best he could.

“W-WHAT THE!? GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” Mr Simmons shouted in a blaze of shock and panic. “LET GO OF ME YOU-GRAHH!” His protest was interrupted as James forced his former father to the ground. Nolan Simmons might’ve been strong but my dad was pretty strong in his own right. Strong enough to overpower Nolan in a surprise situation like this. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!? WHO ARE YOU?!” He continued to scream and shout, not being able to get a proper look at the man that was holding him down.

“Stop struggling asshole. Just give in and soon you’ll feel soooo much better.” Bryce cooed into the protesting man’s ear.

Nolan's eyes went wide. He recognised that voice. The voice of a man he once had a close friendship with that was eventually ripped apart. All because their sons began hanging out and ‘encouraging each other to be queer’ as Nolan put it. “Hold on…Bryce??”

“You’re half right.” I cut the struggling man off as I stepped out from my hiding spot. “You know when you came to my house this morning asking about Jason? Well. I lied. I know exactly where your son is.” I took a few steps closer until I was stood looking down at the very same man that’d seemed so intimidating to me not so long ago. “He’s right there, holding you down.” I said bluntly, causing Mr Simmon’s face to twist in confusion. “I’ve gotta say he makes a much more loving father than you and my former dad combined.” I taunted.

The bible thumper could hardly believe or even understand what he was hearing so instead he resorted to throwing a slurry of homophobic slurs at the two of us. All the while trying in vain to kick his way out of Bryce’s grip. Usually hearing those kinds of hurtful words would’ve pissed both of us off but right now, knowing what was to come for this man, we couldn’t help but pity him. Even if he didn’t deserve it.

“Lift him up a little for me would you dad?. I’ve gotta kiss him to activate the magic, remember?” I asked.

Bryce smirked, adjusting his position a little before carefully maneuvering himself and the other man until Nolan was on his knees with his arms restrained and his ankles pinned. Unable to move. “How’s that?”

“Perfect.” I said while getting a better look at the body before me. That handsome face that seemed so masculine yet somewhat adorable at the same time. Those pecs pressing tightly against his shirt. That noticeable bulge in his work pants. And so sooo much more. And Nolan didn’t deserve a single bit of it. But I did. Then much to the man’s disgust, I stripped off all my clothes in a blink of an eye leaving only the pair of stolen socks on my feet. Standing proud with a victorious look on my face as I let my average dick swing free infront a homophobe.

Part of me wanted to bask in the moment a little more but I was far too eager to get this underway. And so I quickly got down onto my knees and before Nolan could do anything to stop me, I pressed my lips hard against his. He tried to recoil but he couldn’t go far. I had him… or at least I thought I did. I kissed him for a good 10 seconds or so and nothing happened to the point where I eventually found myself pulling away.

“W-what?” I muttered, not understanding why it hadn’t worked. At the same time Nolan took the opportunity to spit at me and shout even more slurs. Even angrier than before as he called us before disgusting perverts. I asked Bryce and he didn’t seem to have any idea either… that is until I remembered what he’d said earlier just after I’d pulled on the socks. “Wait… no spark.” I mumbled. That’s when it hit me. Step 2 of getting the nectar to work was wearing a recently worn article of clothing. These socks were washed and put away unlike the dirty pair of socks Bryce used when he took over my Dad.

“What is it Aaron?! Why didn’t it work?” Bryce asked, starting to get a little worried as they didn’t really have a backup plan.

“I think I know.” I pulled off the fresh socks I’d stolen before walking around and behind to two men. “Just keep him still. I’m gonna try something.” I crouched down and shuffled between Bryce’s legs a little until I had easy access to Nolan’s large brown loafers. Against his wishes I slipped his shoes off and put them to one side, finding it hard to ignore the strong scent that came with them. Unleashing those large socked feet. “If these don’t work then nothing will.” I stated before gripping the sweaty black socks and pulling them off Nolan’s feet one at a time. And I knew I probably shouldn’t since I criticised Bryce for doing it before but I couldn’t help giving the pungent socks a quick sniff. With that I made my way back around in front of them.

“What!? You wanna huff on my socks now you disgusting cock sucker!?!” Nolan yelled.

I took the large pair of socks and began tugging them on. “Oh I want a whole lot more than that.” Just then, as I pulled the second sock on, I felt it. The spark. Coursing through my body. My confidence that’d been wavering momentarily then rushed back in full stride. “I want to touch, smell and see your body wherever I go. I want to turn your homophobic ass into homo this side of the earth. I want… you.” There was an almost crazed look in my eyes that even spooked Bryce a little as I grabbed the sides of Nolan’s head. “And now. You’re going to be all mine.” And with that I slammed my lips against his with even more passion than before. Feeling his thick mustache forced to rub against my upper lips while he groaned in protest through the kiss, unable to stop me.

His groans of protest would quickly turn to grunts of fears as the magic began to activate. It seemed all I needed was a more recently worn pair of socks as now our lips were stuck together and impossible to part. Seeing that the process had begun, Bryce let go of his father and the first thing the panicking man tried to do was pull away from me. But to no avail. Because of this Nolan began freaking out! Forcing both of us up to our feet before stumbling around the room. For a second Bryce looked as though he was about to step in again until I used all my strength to push Nolan onto the bed causing him to fall back onto the soft sheets with my naked body on top of him. And before he had another chance to move I wrapped my arms and legs around him tight.

Nolan made every effort to break free but I’d latched on tight and wasn’t about to let go. Before he could fight against me any further though, the most delightful sensation imaginable passed over my entire being causing me to let out an involuntary moan into the kiss. And to my surprise Nolan made a similar groan. His eyes had begun to roll back slightly as I could only imagine a similar sensation had overtaken him. If anything he must’ve been in even more ecstasy than I was judging by how his thick rod had begun to harden in his pants, causing his bulge to rub up against me. But through all the grunts and groans I could tell he still wanted to fight but the pleasure that ran through him was draining any strength he might’ve had to fight back against me. Before long Nolan's body couldn’t help but give in to me and before long, the next phase was underway.

It’d been one thing seeing Jason disappear inside my dad’s body but actually feeling my own body and limbs begin to get sucked inside Nolan’s large muscular frame was something else entirely! My hands were one of the first things to go, phasing through his shirt and into his back as I still had my arms wrapped around him. My legs then began naturally aligning themselves with Nolan’s bulky ones before slowly sinking in. The feeling was beyond anything I’d ever imagined. Even as my torso began to lower itself into the older man’s frame, there wasn’t even an ounce of pain. Nothing but pure bliss as my entire form went completely numb! I rubbed my crotch against his as much as I possibly could before that too phased through the man’s pants and was pulled down into his body.

Soon enough my arms, legs, ass and cock had all disappeared, pulled inside Nolan’s body much to his distain. Honestly I was surprised he hadn’t gone delirious from the raw amount of satisfaction the magic seemed to bring. Yet somehow he regained some semblance of awareness only to be horrified seeing my torso sinking into his. He practically screamed into the kiss as our eyes were forced to meet. His eyes were darting all over frantically, trying to move his body but feeling too weak to do anything. It was too late anyway as I could feel my face drawing nearer to his as even that was being pulled down at last along with the rest of my head. Before long my vision completely blanked out…

After that Nolan regained full control of his body to an extent. “N-NO! Get out of meeee! Gahhhh!…” he yelled and grunted, feeling my presence inside of his body. But despite his best efforts he couldn’t fight against me nor could he stop his cock from getting unbearably hard. He practically begged Bryce to help him but the idle man did nothing but watch in satisfaction, finally getting to see his horrible father get exactly what he deserved. “Y-you’re demons! Both of you! Unholy demons!!” He claimed while writhing around on the bed, struggling to control himself. He tried to get up from the bed but his cock pulsed even harder, threatening to burst out of his pants at any moment. His balls swelling up fatter than ever before as they prepared to unload every ounce of his free will. “Nooooo… I can’t… I-Urrghhh…” He grabbed at his crotch uncontrollably, mouth hanging open with the overflow of stimulation being forced through it until finally… “FUUUUCKKKKK GRAHHHHHhhhhhhhuuuhh…” What started as a massive roar of protest slowly faded as Nolan blew the fattest load of his life. A massive dark spot forming over his bulge as he flooded his pants with cum.

The second Nolan spilled his ball batter, I found myself being hurled into the driver’s seat. Right away I was hit with the tail end of the orgasm and couldn’t help grinning. Feeling my new fat cock buck as it squirted a few final ropes of dad nut into my already sticky pants. “Ohh yeahhhhh…” I let out a huge sigh of relief knowing that I’d won. Even as the cum soaked into my new work pants, I could feel Nolan soul being absorbed by my own. Feeling every memory and personality trait of his slowly became accessible to me as I became the one and only Nolan Simmons.

“How do you feel Nolan?” Bryce moved closer towards the bed, knowing now that the man he’d once hated was gone for good. Replaced by someone far superior. Me.

I grumbled a little, holding my head before slowly sitting up. I glanced down at myself, seeing the thick muscle I now adorned still hidden underneath Nolan’s clothes. I even had on the same black socks that I’d stolen from him again. Back on the feet they were meant for. I flexed my arms a little, feeling my biceps strain against my shirt before bringing my hands to my chest so I could feel juicy pecs that sat upon it. God feeling this kind of bulk on another man was one thing but feeling it on myself was a whole other level of euphoric. Feeling the power that now flowed through my bigger and stronger body with every movement I made. “I feel fucking fantastic Bryce.” I replied while running a hand over my wet bulge.

Slowly I pushed myself up off the bed, my new larger feet touching the ground for the first time. I wobbled a little at first, not used to my new weight, but I quickly adjusted. Bryce simply stood back and allowed me to explore myself for a moment. Watching on as I made my way towards the circular mirror sat on the dresser. And what I saw made me feel a whole flurry of emotions. Staring back at me was the same handsome face that’d been screaming obscenities at us not moments prior. The piercing eyes belonging to the homophobe that made Jason’s life a living hell for so many years. The salt and pepper hair along with this beard and mustache that were trademarks of a man that embodied all the worst parts of the christian community. But I was none of those things. I might’ve stolen his dashing looks and gorgeous body but I was a proud gay man and an ally to all others in the LGBTQ community. Something the old Nolan would’ve despised being. But what he wanted didn’t matter because I was Nolan now and I plan on putting a hot ass body like this to far better use.

Not being able to resist the temptation, I pulled off my new shirt before tossing it at Bryce so I could finally get a better look at what I was working with and I certainly wasn’t disappointed. Though he kept in very good shape, the old Nolan wasn’t one to show off his physique all that often so I’d never had the luxury of seeing him shirtless before. But if anything that only made this moment sweeter as I freed my new pecs from their prison and began groping them to my hearts content. Adoring how squishy they were but so firm when I flexed them. Admiring the dusting of chest hair that spread across them. I was only able to pull my hands away from my chest when the desire to flex my biceps again grew too strong to ignore.

Once I was satisfied with the admiration I’d given to my broad upper body (for now), my gaze couldn’t help shifting towards my lower half. A toothy grin spread across my face that seemed extremely out of character for this face as I unhooked my belt and undid pants. I could feel Bryce's eyes watching intently and I yanked down both my pants and cum soaked underwear at the same time, allowing my still half hard cock to spring out. And what a cock it was. It’s length was about average sitting at around 6 inches but god the girth! It was one of the thickest chicks I’d ever seen from the base all the way up to its fat mushroom head which was still drooling cum. And it was mine along with the heavy set of balls that came with it. No wonder Nolan always acted like a hard ass with a pair of bull nuts this big to inflate his ego.

I went on to admire my legs a little after getting over the initial shock that came with my new still twitching dick. Running my hands along my sizeable quads before giving my bulky calves a squeeze. But by far what stole the show was my hot muscle dad ass. We’d already gotten a good idea of how big it was by how its shape was still visible even through some of Nolan’s baggiest pants. But now we got the full show. Nolan’s thick cheeks on full display. And naturally it didn’t take long for me to start squeezing and jiggling them to your delight. Though, considering how the rest of my body had a decent coating of hair, I was surprised to feel how smooth my new ass was.

“You havin fun over there…” Bryce commented, prompting me to turn my attention to him for a moment. When I did I noticed he’d at some point whipped out his own dick as was slowly jerking it to the display I’d been putting on. I guess deep down we were both hot for daddy. Our own daddies at that.

“I’ll be having even more fun when I get this tight virgin hole of mine stretched.” I paced over towards Bryce, giving him a truly affectionate look that he doubt he’d ever seen on his fathers face before. “So how’s about you get in the bed and get your cock ready for me.” I commanded, allowing Nolan’s somewhat dominant nature to seep through.

I didn't need to ask him twice. In a flash Bryce was completely naked, showing off his hairy body once again, before practicing leaping onto the bed with his hands behind his head and his cock standing tall and ready. Now this was a sight. Two best friends stealing the body of each other’s dad only to wanna fuck one another immediately after. In Nolan’s case I suppose it was somewhat poetic justice for everything that he did and said. But it didn’t really matter because the only Nolan left around here was me.

With a lustful smirk I sauntered my way towards the bed before crawling on top of Bryce. Allowing my brand new dad ass to hover gently above his cock as we stared into each other’s eyes. Completely lost in the fantasy of it all until I lent down and pushed my lips against his. It was probably the first time these lips had ever kissed another man willingly but it certainly wouldn’t be the last as I felt our beards gently rubbing together while our kiss deepened. As it did I slowly lowered my ass until Bryce’s throbbing cock was massaging my entrance.

It was then that I broke the kiss and pinned Bryce down with my newfound strength. “Now. I’d say it’s about time we use that big dad dick of yours son to fill your old man’s needy hole.” I sneered down at him, letting him know exactly how I felt all those times he used my dad’s voice to call me son. And by the way his dick began lathering my ass with precum moments later, I could only assume he enjoyed it. However I didn’t let him waste too much of his precious seed before reaching back and grabbing his cock, aligning it perfectly with my hole. “Now gimme that dick!” I roared before lowering myself onto the rod with a deep and guttural moan.

Right away I got to work. Bouncing up and down on that dick as best I could while holding Bryce down. It was intense to say the least. With an asshole this tight I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t quite painful at first but I was willing to push through it if it meant being able to take cock even better with this formerly straight christian ass in the future. At times I moaned my own dad’s name, Bryce, while at other times moaning his original name, Jason, in an attempt to fulfil both our fantasies at once. But as I was slowly able to force more and more of his dick inside me, I eventually stopped calling him Jason all together and decided just to stick to Bryce. Because that’s who he was now. My boyfriend Bryce. Another dad that lives across the street from me. Nolan. A former homophobe turned gay power bottom. Aaron and Jason were simply the names of our two sons who ran off together and memories of them would soon fade into obscurity.

At multiple points I could tell Bryce was eager to flip up over and do the fucking himself but I refused to let him. I might’ve been the one getting fucked here but I was still the one in charge. Whether he liked it or not he was gonna stay put and be my personal fuck pole until I was nice and full. And between all the kissing, touching and dirty talking, I could tell that time was starting to grow near. His balls prepared themselves for the tsunami that was bound to come at this rate.

Feeling this only served to drive me further onwards. Making sure to grind my thick dad butt all the way down to the base. Honestly I didn’t think I’d be able to do it on this body’s first time taking dick but lo and behold I pulled it off. It was painful but boy, just the feeling of filling this new ass of mine completely with cock released an almost incomparable amount of dopamine in my brain. The only thoughts running through my mind were ‘dick’ and ‘cum’ as the levels of joy I was feeling almost matched the pleasure I got from hearing Bryce’s moans echoing through the household. Moans that only continued to get louder and needier until finally I got exactly what I wanted.

The man below me tensed up as his cock began to spasm inside me. I didn’t need three guesses to know what that meant. Especially when I felt his thick hot seed coating my insides while I drained Bryce’s balls to the last drop. Watching as he writhed in pleasure beneath me while unloading buckets worth of cum inside. Seeing his hands grip the bed sheets as his former father pressed his ass down on it a couple more times. Continuing to bounce on his cock until he begged me to stop due to how sensitive it was. Eventually, when I felt as though his cock had nothing left to give me, I adhered to his pleas and released his cock from my asshole’s tight grip.

“Better get used to that babe. From now on I plan on making you drain at least one load into me everyday. This new ass of mine is hungry.” I grinned deviously at him before kissing along his neck, feeling my new mustache rub against his skin. “Your dad was wasting it for so long so I’m gonna make up for all the years he neglected this beautiful ass.” My face moved closer to the hairy pit under his arm. “Mmmm now it’s time for papa to get a good taste of that!” I stated before shoving my nose deep into one of his sweaty armpits and inhaling the gorgeous post sex scent they exuded. I couldn’t help but notice how they smelt subtly different now that I was sniffing them with a different nose. Regardless, they still smelt just delicious. So much so that before long I was running my tongue along his pits greedily to lap up the sweat.

“Do you think… we should head back… to my place before… your wife gets home.” Bryce said between labored breaths.

“I suppose so.” I agreed. “Let me just finish cleaning off your pits. Then we can grab some of my clothes and get out of here.” I added before lapping up more of that delicious salty sweat his hairy pits produced.

———

It’d been roughly three weeks since that day. After we left Nolan's house that day, we hardly ever went back. We took everything of Nolan’s that I might need and brought them back to our place where we stayed after that. Of course my new Wife was furious when I said I was leaving her for Bryce but there wasn’t shit she could do about it. I even told her all about the furious gay sex we had and how he satisfied me more than she ever could by filling me up with cum. It might sound harsh but she wasn’t much better of a parent than the old Nolan so it was karma really. After that she was quick to file for a divorce which I was happy to sign upon being given the papers.

Now Bryce and I live happily together. We both worked pretty much the same jobs our dad’s did before which wasn’t all that hard with their memories. We even went to the gym together which was incredibly fun. However the best part was always getting home and taking off our sweaty clothes so we could swap 'em and sniff each other’s damp, pungent gym clothes. While I usually went for the pouch on his underwear first, my ass sweat must’ve smelt particularly good to him as he always went for the back of my underwear first.

This was then almost always followed up by some hot steamy dad sex. I would always make him bust a load in my hole first but if the prostate stimulation wasn’t enough to make me blow my own nut then we’d flip and I’d fuck his ass relentlessly until he was just as full of cum as I was. Regardless it would seem the power dynamic there had certainly shifted in my favour which I wasn’t gonna complain about.

Besides that however we were already living happier lives than we ever had before. The only bad thing about it all was all the questions people would ask and the odd looks thrown our way for this sudden change in our behaviour. Because of this I suggested to Bryce about looking for a new place to start our lives fresh elsewhere. Somewhere that we wouldn’t already be known by the community. Somewhere we can just be Bryce and Nolan, the hot horny couple of dad’s in the neighborhood. Bryce seemed to like that idea so now we’re looking online for places to move to.

The only hiccup in that plan was that we didn’t want to move too far from Gil’s magic shop. We went back after I became Nolan and Gil himself seemed very impressed with the new form I’d taken. After explaining our moving situation however, he told us not to worry about it. Apparently there were a bunch more Gil’s magic shops all around the world. According to him all of them are connected and every single one has a door portal that brings them to the same place. So regardless of where we move we’ll likely still be able to visit. As confusing as that was, I kinda understood.

With that though, Bryce and I were just excited to begin this new chapter together. And perhaps even spice things up from time to time by purchasing a few more items from Gil’s shop. Regardless I was sure that from this point on, our lives were going to be perfect…

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The Parental Solution

“Could you at least put on some shorts or pants if you’re just gonna lie around the house like that?” I asked my dad after walking in on him sprawled across the couch, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs that did little to hide his large assets. Especially when he had his thick thighs spread like that

“Come on kiddo. It isn’t anything you haven’t seen before. Can’t a guy just lounge around on his day off.” He replied with that same subtle smirk he always had as he rested his head against his hand. I cursed myself internally for not being able to help glancing at his armpit for a moment. “Besides, I’m the man of this house and so if I wanna lie around in my underwear then I’ll do just that.” He added sternly before reaching down to give his fat bulge a rub.

I rolled my eyes a little before quickly exiting the room and letting him get back to watching sports on TV. After all, I didn't want to give him a chance to see the growing erection in my pants. I just can’t help it when he shows off his body like that. He knows exactly what he’s doing too. You see that man lying on the couch and showing off his manly form isn’t actually my dad. Not in spirit anyway. It’s actually my best friend Jason inside my dad’s body!

It all started when we were kids. Both me and Jason had pretty shit parents and it was part of the reason we bonded so much. We became each others support whenever we needed it. For me I lived most of my life with my dad after my mom walked out on us when I was very little. Ever since then my dad had been distant and bitter. He wasn’t abusive towards me or anything but he was certainly neglectful to say the least. Jason on the other had definitely got the worse end of the stick with parents that were borderline manipulative and even abusive towards him growing up. I remember telling him all through high school that the moment he turned 18 that he should just get the hell out of there. That day came over a year ago now. Jason turned 18 not long after me but even with the job he had, he still couldn’t afford to move out. Especially with his parents practically stealing half his wage. Before long the two of us were 19 going on 20 soon and Jason still couldn’t see a way of escaping his parents for years to come. That’s when I decided something had to be done.

For weeks the two of us had been brainstorming ideas to get Jason out of his parents house. We considered putting our wages together and renting a place to share but with how much prices had been going up recently, that didn’t seem like a sustainable option right now. Neither of us had other family members we could stay with either. We even considered going to a homeless shelter together but decided that’d probably do more harm than good in the end. After all my home life wasn’t nearly as bad as Jason’s but I wouldn’t wanna leave him alone. After a while we started to lose hope, believing that Jason would just have to put up with his horrible parents for the foreseeable future. That was until I stumbled across a curious shop that I’d somehow never noticed before…

———

Gilgamesh’s Magic Shop - For all your magical needs

The shop radiated a strange presence that I couldn’t help being drawn to. “Magical needs?” I raised an eyebrow as I read the large golden letters that adorned the sign that sat on the front of the building. My first thought was that it was one of those fake magic trick shops but it seemed pretty interesting and I didn’t exactly have anything else planned that day so I decided I might as well check it out.

Upon stepping inside I came face to face with a plethora of weird items and objects filling the many shelves around the shop. It all looked incredibly ornate with how well organised and decorated it was. Naturally I couldn’t help poking around a little, inspecting all sorts of books, potion bottles and crystals that all claimed to have magical properties.

“Ah, hello sir!” A man called from behind the front desk. I couldn’t help but jump a little as I could’ve sworn he hadn’t been standing there a second ago. He looked to be in his early 30’s or so but still looked amazing for his age. He had short hair that shimmered in the light with its golden blonde colour while his handsome face adorned a dusting of stubble. The clothes he wore looked rather unusual, almost like a mix between a wizard cloak and casual suit. “My name’s Gilgamesh but most people call me Gil. I’m the owner of this place so if there’s anything in particular you’re looking for then just ask.”

“Oh… um thanks.” I blushed a little at the stunning man’s proposal. “But I don’t think any of this fake magic stuff is gonna help me all that much.”

Gil laughed. “Please. The magic I sell is anything but fake. Here I’ll prove it.” I watched as he walked around the front desk and grabbed a potion bottle off a nearby shelf. Without any hesitation he popped the top off and downed the potion in one go. What I saw changed my view on magic forever. There was a moment of silence as Gil smirked over at me. Then without warning he lurched over and groaned. I could only watch on in astonishment as his once ordinary sized frame began expanding at a rapid rate. Seeing as his clothes grew tighter while his body packed on excessive amounts of fat and muscle. His entire body growing thicker and stronger! It was hard to tell at first but as his clothes started to rip I began to see how he was growing hairier as well! Even his light stubble from before poofed out into a large blonde beard! At first I’d thought the groans meant he was in pain but as the transformation came to an end, after his voice had deepened significantly, I realised they were actually groans of pleasure!

“W-w…what the fuck… just happened!?” I stuttered, looking up at the new man before me.

Gil turned and smiled at me. “Muscle bear potion.” He stated simply. “Does exactly what it says. Turns you into a big muscle bear of a man like so.” The huge shopkeeper gestured down at his now massive burly body. “This one is only temporary and should wear off naturally within a week but we do sell permanent versions as well.” He explained as he made his way back behind the counter once again, struggling to move a little with his big belly and thick appendages straining against the torn fabric of his clothes. “Looks like I’ll have to grab a new uniform from the back to use the next week though. Oh well, I’m sure my boyfriend Simon will enjoy seeing me like this.” He laughed heartily.

Before I stepped foot into that shop I believed magic was nothing but tricks and fantasy. But after witnessing that man transform right before my very eyes, I had no choice but to believe everything about this shop was real! All the spell books, all the magical clothes, all the powerful crystals. It had to all be real!!

After regaining my composure I managed to explain my situation to Gil. Telling him all about Jason and the situation with his parents. Of course Gil sympathised with the situation and told me I was a good friend for sticking by Jason and wanting to help him. He stroked his beard a little as he thought until he came up with a magical solution to my problem. “You know, I think I’ve got just the thing that’ll sort your friend's situation right out.”

Gil began wandering through the shop, searching the shelves for something in particular as I followed behind him. As he did I couldn’t help glancing at his big bear butt from behind and I guess he could feel my eyes on him judging by the look he gave me shortly after. Before long he ended up pulling another vial off the shelf, this one being filled with a shimmering blue liquid. Strapped to the bottle was also a small instruction manual on how to use it. “This should do the trick. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. Its pure liquid essence made from the blood of real bodysnatchers.” He explained though I didn’t even begin to pretend like I knew what he was talking about. “Drinking this will grant you the powers of a bodysnatcher for a one time use. I think it’ll be perfect for your friend Jason.”

Next thing I knew we were back at the cash register. After much reassurance that this potion was exactly what I needed to help Jason, I ended up forking over my cash and buying the strange looking vial while silently hoping I wouldn’t come to regret it.

———

When I first told Jason about what I’d bought he thought I was insane and rightfully so. Before visiting the shop I would’ve been the same. But after a ton of persuasion I managed to get Jason on board with my plan to get him away from his parents. To put him in a whole new body. I’d given it a lot of thought already by this point and had decided on the perfect candidate. My dad. I figured that way I’d be hitting two birds with one stone. Jason can get away from his parents and Jason can take the place of my asshole dad! It was perfect! He was quick to agree to this as he’d always had a bit of a crush on my dad anyways so anything that involved him was a green light from Jason.

Once it was decided, I brought Jason over to my house while my dad was napping and began going through the instructions with him.

STEP 1: Drink the nectar of the bodysnatcher to allow its power to sink in. Drinking the whole vial is recommended for a smoother experience.

Jason was a little hesitant but with a little encouragement from me he twisted the lid off the vial and tossed it back. Before long the entire potion had disappeared down Jason’s throat. Moments later he described a strange feeling pulsing through his body. Almost like he’d just taken a bunch of caffeine as new energy pumped through his veins.

STEP 2: Find a recently worn article of clothing belonging to the person who’s body you wish to take and put it on.

The two of us snuck upstairs as quietly as possible so as not to wake my dad. We could hear him snoring quietly from his bedroom as I reached into the dirty clothes hamper. Moments after I pulled out a pair of my dads smelly black socks that he’d likely worn to work that day before passing them to Jason who immediately pressed them to his nose.

“Oh come on dude. Really?” I whispered, watching my best friend shamelessly huff on my dad’s worn socks. “Just put them on.”

Jason rolled his eyes, giving the socks one last sniff before starting to pull them on. “Whatever man. I still don’t believe this weird magic shit is real but I know your dad’s hot scent is.” He sniggered quietly as he finished tugging the oversized socks on.

STEP 3: Find the person whose body you wish to take and kiss them directly on the lips. This act will activate the magic now within your body.

Now that Jason had my dads socks on, the pair of us crept towards his room as quietly as possible before slowly pressing the door open. There, laid out on the large king sized bed was my dad. His body was only half covered by the bed sheets as he slept in nothing but his underwear from what we could tell. I could already feel Jason’s eyes burning with desire as he gazed upon my sleeping father. He didn’t even care if the magic worked, he just wanted to plant his lips on my dad.

The two of us tiptoed closer until we stood over my dad, gazing down at him while he dreamt. I gave Jason a nod and he knew exactly what to do. Slowly and silently, Jason undressed until he was completely naked besides my dad’s socks before creeping onto the bed. I held my breath nervously as he manoeuvred his way on top of my dad so that he had one leg on each side of my dad’s body. Jason glanced over at me with a smile before looking down at my father again. Then without another second wasted, Jason lowered himself down until his lips pressed against my father’s…

Almost immediately Jason’s body began to glow slightly while a volt of magic surged through both his body and my dad’s. This immediately woke my dad, his eyes going wide as he saw his son’s best friend kissing him. But they couldn’t pull away. It was as if their lips were glued together somehow! I could only watch in bewilderment as my dad started kicking his legs beneath Jason and flailing his arms around but it proved pointless as soon enough he seemed to lose all the strength in his body. Almost like he was paralysed. It seemed as though Jason was experiencing the same thing as his body now laid dead flat on top of my dad. I would’ve been worried had I not heard Jason moaning delightfully through the kiss. Whatever was happening I knew it had to have felt good.

What happened next looked like something directly out of a Sci-fi movie. Jason’s body glowed once again as it slowly began to sink into my dad’s body. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but as I watched Jason’s legs disappear into my dad’s beefier ones, I was forced to believe it. The rest of Jason’s body soon followed suit as his arms were next, Jason lining them up with my dad’s before allowing them to sink in as well. By this point my dad must’ve been experiencing just was much pleasure as Jason was by how his eyes had rolled back, not to mention how they both had obscene bulges that were rubbing against each other. That is until Jason’s crotch sunk into my dad’s as well, causing my dad’s dick to grow even harder. This process only continued with Jason’s torso fast disappearing until the only thing left was his head sticking out of my dad’s body, lips still pressed together. But of course that didn’t last long as even Jason’s head eventually pushed its way down inside of my dad’s head. Sinking into his body completely until my father was the only one left, now wearing the socks Jason had stolen from him.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried when my dad’s body started convulsing. For a moment I considered calling 911 but just as suddenly as it started, the convulsing stopped, leaving my dad’s body still and calm besides the pulsing erection in his underwear. “Dad? Jason?” I asked the sleeping man, not knowing who’s name to call. He didn’t reply. Only grunting and murmuring with his eyes closed. Then, without warning, he let out a deep moan which resulted in the pouch of his underwear getting soaked in cum. I had to look away in embarrassment…

“Whatcha lookin that way for kiddo. The show’s over here…” I heard my dad’s voice say but the tone behind it didn’t sound like him at all. It sounded cheerful almost, totally unlike his usual resentful self. I turned back around and I saw my dad now sitting up in bed with a huge cheesy grin on his face as he ran his hands along his thick hairy pecs. “You know I didn’t believe you at first but holy fuck… this is great! My voice is so deep! And I’m so hairy… fuck and these tattoos.” He traced a finger across the inked skin of one of his biceps while simultaneously admiring the thick muscle it sat upon.

“Jason? Is that really you in there?” I asked, still not quite believing that potion had actually worked even after all I’d just seen.

“Who else baby!” I watched as he hopped out of bed excitedly and dashed over towards my dad’s bedroom mirror. The way his face lit up upon seeing his reflection said everything. “But you can call me dad from now on…” he stroked his beard, admiring the facial hair he’d never been able to grow before as he inspected his mature looks. I could tell just by the expressions he made as his fingers ran across his face and down his body once again that he adored each and every sensation. Groping every part of my dad’s body that he’d always fantasised about touching. His pecs, his biceps, his ass and of course his cock. One of his rough hands glided over his wet crotch as he squeezed his cum soaked dad dick, still bulging in his underwear. The way he smirked so full of lust and desire was a look I never imagined I’d see on my own father’s face. Only after all that did he finally turn back to look at me and say “Unless of course you’d rather call me daddy instead.”

“Eww no! You’re literally my dad now Jason! That’s… weird…” I trailed off a little at the end. I’d never been attracted to my own dad before. Why would I be? He was an asshole!! Sure he might’ve been exactly my type with muscles, body hair and tattoo but… he was fucking dad for fuck sake! So why the fuck did I feel butterflies in stomach when he put a hand on my shoulder.

“I’m just kidding man. But seriously thank you for this. With your dad’s body I never have to go back to my shitty parents. Not to mention I look hot as fuck! I always wished I could fuck your dad but this is a whole other level.” With that he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a big hug, something my dad hadn’t given me since I was a kid. His strong hairy body and sticky crotch grinding against my own. “You’re the best *son* a dad could ask for.” He added, holding me tight in his arms allowing for me to get a good whiff of his scent.

After that I could’ve denied the feelings I had all I wanted but the semi in my pants was a dead giveaway. Jason chuckled as I rushed to hide the bulge but it was too late. My face went red as he gave me a pat on the back. “Don’t worry about it, Son. Can’t blame you for getting a little excited around your old man with how manly I am.” He was already acting so cocky and confident. “Now how’s about you and I head downstairs and go through everything I need to know to pull off being your dear old pops. That is after I’ve taken a nice long shower of course to familiarise myself with this hot dad body heheh.”

By that point I could already tell this was going to be a wild ride…

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And that brings us back to the present. It’s been two weeks since Jason took my dad’s place and he’s been able to play the part perfectly, albeit coming off as a much friendlier version of my father. Turns out that when Jason took my dad’s body, he absorbed my dad’s soul as well. This in turn allowed Jason to tap into all of my dad’s memories, emotions and personality whenever a situation called for it. For all intents and purposes, he literally was my dad now. Hell he even insisted that I always call him dad even when no one’s around. It was weird at first but I’ve gotten used to it I guess.

He never fails to mention to me how great being inside my dad’s body feels. Whether it be his new muscles as he flexed them in the mirror, or bragging about how big of a load his big dad cock and balls can bust now. Loving his new beard, smacking his new ass, appreciating his new tattoos, gawking over his smelly new armpits and the list goes on. He described to me how great it feels to finally be treated like an equal by all the other adults around him when at work only to come home and boss me around in the most seductive ways possible.

If there’s one thing I do somewhat regret about all this however, it’s that now Jason won’t stop teasing me with his new body every chance he gets. Like today when he’d been laying on the couch in just his underwear, practically waiting for me to walk in on him. Whenever we were home alone he made sure to wear as little as possible to show off his body and I was always trying my utmost to tear my eyes away from him. But when he walked around in the house in nothing but a tight jockstrap that showed off his bare ass, I just couldn’t stop myself from staring and imaging what it’d be like to stick my face between my dads hairy cheeks… fuck! I can’t believe he’s managed to do this to me!

Now here I was scampering out of the living room, trying to get the thoughts of my hot new dad out of my head. Everyday it’d been getting worse. I’d been popping boners to my dad more often and even multiple times a day. It didn’t take long for him to slowly start infuriating my jerk off sessions starting with him crossing my mind for a moment as I jerked off until eventually it got to the point where I was having entire jerk off fantasies around him! Imagining what it’d be like to fuck or be fucked by him. And could you blame me when he was constantly shoving that hot body of his in my face! It was torturous at this point. Like he was slowly trying to wear me down. And it was working.

“Hey son. Why don’t you come back through here and watch some sports with your old man. You can snuggle up to me if you want.” Jason said as he came up behind me and wrapped my dad’s strong arms around me and pressed his arousal against my ass. “Come on, I know you love being close to dad.” He cooed, his voice so deep and soft at the same time that I practically melted on the spot.

Before I knew it Dad had managed to guide me back towards the living room where the two of us sat on the couch together watching sports. Jason had never been that into sports before so I could only guess it was a trait he’d picked up from my father after the takeover. As we watched he made sure to wrap an arm around me to keep me pulled close against his body. I didn’t want to admit it but I actually really enjoyed getting to be this close to him now. To feel his hairy body pressed against me as the scent from his pits filled my nostrils. It was driving me crazy.

At one point during the game, dad decided to stuff his free hand down his briefs to fondle his fat hairy balls. Just watching him do such a thing made me horny as fuck to the point where I wished I could’ve been the one cradling his big balls instead. Of course this was all according to dad’s plan as quickly noticed I’d lost all interest in the TV and was now totally focused on him. With a smirk dad pulled his hand out of his briefs and without a second of hesitation he pressed that very hand against my face.

“There you go boy. Huff on that.” He commended as the powerful aroma of his sweaty dad balls invaded my nose and overpowered all my senses. Before I knew it I was sinking deep into his hand, sniffing the scent deeply and craving even more. I knew it was wrong. It was my dad’s body. My dad’s balls. My dad’s scent. But… I craved it so fucking badly! And I only had myself to blame for giving my best friend that damn body!

In a flash I was down on my knees and between dad’s legs as I shoved my face into his pouch. Feeling the heft of his heavy balls press against my face through the tight fabric of his briefs. Allowing the powerful smell to wash over my face. He held my head down, forcing me to kiss and lick his bulge as his thick length grew harder. I wanted nothing more than to take it in my mouth and swallow every last drop of cum he had stored in my dad’s balls. And as he finally pulled down his briefs, allowing his thick cock to spring out in front of me, it seemed as though I was about to get my wish.

What followed was a scene of a father relentlessly face fucking his son as dad absolutely destroyed my throat with his cock. It was clear he’d been waiting to do this ever since I helped him steal that body. Thrusting his hips back and forth as he forced his thick cock as far down my throat as he could, making sure that I gagged on every glorious inch. I have no idea how long it went on for as I was still entranced by his aroma and by just how good it felt to feel his thick dad dick in my mouth but soon enough his moan started to grow and before I knew it my mouth was filled to the brim with thick salty cum.

I fell backwards having just swallowed my best friend's load. No… my dad’s load. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done but at the same time I didn’t find myself regretting it either. If anything I wanted to do it again right! When I sat back up I was of course greeted by a view of my dad’s softening cock as it dripped with cum. “You’re such a good boy for swallowing all of daddy’s cum.” He placed a gentle hand on my cheek, smiling softly. “As a reward, I might let you sleep in my bed tonight. Maybe then dad can give you a demonstration on how real men fuck. How’s that sound?”

“Oh yes please dad! I need your dick inside me!” I blurted out without thinking. I couldn’t believe how much of a slut he’d turned me into.

Dad chuckled softly before shoving my face back into his crotch. “If you clean me up nice and good, I’ll make sure your wish comes true son.” He didn’t need to say another word, I was already licking away. Dad went back to watching TV while I cleaned off his cock. Lapping up any remaining cum dripping from his cock before running my tongue across his soft, but still surprisingly large, shaft. Even after that I couldn’t stop myself from licking his big sweaty balls which dad didn’t seem to mind. God they tasted incredible…

And as tongue slid back and forth, I couldn’t help but be thankful that I found that strange Magic shop when I did. To think that magic not only existed but could make something as crazy as this a reality?! Maybe I’ll have to head back there sometime and pick out something for myself. After all, Dad won’t stop going on about how amazing it feels to have a bigger, more mature body. Maybe I should find a way to get one myself to see what all the fuss is about…

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