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[swappyguy]

Peter B. Parker & Miguel O'Hara: Body Swap

Just wanted to share a doodle I drew a while ago that I finally finished. Would you rather see an alternate version of Miguel in Peter's body, or more of Peter enjoying his new body? 😈

Reposting my art here! Follow me on Twitter

[butch-de-101]

[The Cursed Horned Frog]

Once Upon A Time. There were two dimwits sent out on a mission, one large and another small. Nahuel, Kenji ventured to an old long forgotten shrine deep in the bamboo forest. But as time passed and visitors failed to maintain the shrine, a Demon appeared to have taken residence.

Bored and isolated the Demon thought of a fun way to entertain himself for the time being…

This amazing piece was drawn by @kainito-art

[swappyguy]

Magneto Possession

It's no surprise that Rivals has plenty of attractive designs and I consider Magneto to be one of them! What's your favorite Magneto skin? Which other characters would you like to see here? Comm for a follower 🧲🔥

Reposting my art here! Follow me on Twitter

[butch-de-101]

Ondolemar has been acting very strange lately? Ever since he checked out that Old Nord Ruin In Search For Talos Worshipers, he came back dressed completely different, talking and acting like some Nord, and now is making a fool of himself at the Inn…. And weren’t his eyes originally green? Why are they now blue?

Or in other words. "Ondolemar got posessed by a Naughty Nordic spirit, so go see that elven booty shaking in the Inn"

This fantastic piece was drawn by my friend @kainito-art and this fantastic idea came to be because of @stollro .its also part of a fanfic-story I’m writing about lol, I hope you like this spooky piece.

[butch-de-101]

Don’t you just hate it when you’re exploring an old supposedly still active Shrine Of Talos deep in the woods of Falkreath Hold and BOOM!!!

You get possessed by some Redgaurd Twink Jester who is jealous of your uhhh huge and noticeable…. personality… yeah of course.

Post by @butch-de-101 · 1 image

💬 3  🔁 5  ❤️ 22 · Ondolemar has been acting very strange lately? Ever since he checked out that Old Nord Ruin In Search For Talos Worshipers

This beautifully and spicy image was drawn by my friend @kainito-art and is a prequel to. In where everyone’s favorite Thalmor inquisitor was acting quite off. Plus huge thanks to @stollro for the original inspiration.

[butch-de-101]

Oh Mazgro… you really should have waited before you’ve gone out and went to look for Imps without company. Now you have an Imp possessing you and it looks… invasive.

What is Gaston going to say when he sees you acting completely different and mischievous?

This gloriously spicy piece was drawn by my good friend @kainito-art. So please go give him some love.

[butch-de-101]

Everything was going well and fine for a City-Orc Mage and our Warrior Breton, who both fiercely explored the sewers of Solitude. Until they came across an odd ominous obelisk and then everything went dark… an unknown amount of time had past. They both began to regain their consciousness and to their shock discovered that they have swapped bodies! This is some freaky Fredas shenanigans and completely maddening.

This amazing piece was drawn by my friend @kainito-art and was helped brainstormed by my other friend @cambiosd. I hoped you all liked my silly oc’s.

[themik3-0o22]

Taking Over the Enemy

↪️ everything's here is drawn by me , all of the characters and situations are fictional!! ↩️

Hiiii! As I said before I'm an artist who likes possession and body swap stuff sooooo I'll be trying to draw more context of it , I do have commissions open at the moment but I haven't done a Price list lol

For a little context:

The Ocs here are from a friend he explained to me that the the gray one (Abigor) 🩶 is a slime who constantly needs to drain magic since his form is unstable and so his enemy (Eligos) is the other character in the drawing, so to stop being all slimy and unstable, he decided to take over the body of Eligos since he also has a strong body and so much magic powers

And yeah Eligos does have a mouth but since his form is like a shadow it's like a void there so it looks like he has no mouth but he does lol

You would help me a lot if you like and share ✨ I'm open to hear some stories and maybe make a sketch of it?

ENJOY!!

[possesseddesiress]

Austin's Chronicles: X-Possesion

CONTENT WARNING: This story includes themes of transformation and body control with a suggestive approach. If this type of narrative is not to your liking or you do not meet the recommended age, we suggest you do not continue. All images used (if any) belong to their respective owners. I claim no authorship over them and they are only used for illustrative purposes.

If you decide to go ahead, welcome to Possessed Desires, where mind and body are never completely under your control.

This is the first story in a series of stories called: Austin's Chronicles: Morphosis Heroes. I hope you like it, it's definitely something I'm excited to share with you and start working on.

Austin's Chronicles: X-Possesion (English Version)

Austin was a kid with a lot of problems at Xavier Academy, a social misfit who still didn't know his power. Cerebro had detected him months ago as a mutant but no trace of his mutation had appeared in all that time. The other students took him as a hopeless case and the teachers sometimes gave him some encouragement not to give up hope, but that only made the boy more desperate.

— Calm down – Professor Scott said calmly to the teenager. They were the only ones in that classroom – Your power will come sooner or later.

— It's coming sooner rather than later.

The boy muttered, skinny. All puny and no muscle at all.

— You must be patient, Austin.

— What's the use of being patient? I just see how others make fun of me, how I don't fit in and get picked on! That's what being patient is!?

The boy exploded in fury at his teacher.

— Austin – Cyclops said in an authoritative tone – That's enough. You have to be more patient, you have to....

— No! I've had enough!

And then it happened. Like some kind of energy wave, something came out from inside the boy, a kind of blue energy that found its way to Cyclops' chest. Embedding itself in him.

— Ugh! Austin, you have to stop this!

— I-I don't know how! I-I'm not controlling it!

The boy said in panic, Scott felt weaker and weaker. While Austin felt light, like he was floating.

— Uhh... - An awkward groan from Cyclops sounded, his expression turned silly – Austin...

He swept out the words until strangely the boy seemed to levitate and shoot out at his teacher's chest, vanishing into him. The muscular body, wrapped in his tight blue suit, twitched violently.

That lasted for a while until it finally seemed to stop, only the man's agitated breathing remained.

— Wh-what the fuck...? – he mumbled heavily before panicking – Ah! – the hero looked carefully at his hands, absorbed by the yellow gloves – Uh... Uh... This is bad.

He swallowed. Anyone who had seen that scene would have thought that Cyclops had lost his mind, but there was only one detail: That wasn't Cyclops.

That was Austin.

The boy felt dazed in that body. His hands slowly went to his new chest, starting to massage his muscles.

— Ah! – he ended up finding his new nipples. Something Austin didn't know was that Scott Summers' body was extremely sensitive. He touched that area again, which only made his legs tremble and he let out a moan.

He continued with that exploration, one hand on his chest and the other down his abs until it ended at his fat bulge.

— Phew... Professor... – he muttered to himself, though a mischievous smile played on his lips – Do you like seeing me like this, Austin?

He took his pecs in his hands again to weigh them. He immediately positioned himself against the table, lifting his new buttocks.

— Or how I move it, do you like it? – he said wiggling his new plump buttocks – Let me show you more – with both hands, he spanked his ass, letting out a loud moan, sticking his pelvis against the table and starting to rub himself against it.

Austin was lost in those sensations, panting heavily. Seeming almost anxious, he began to rub his new entrance with his hand.

He let out a sigh at the sensation of the suit slowly pushing into that area. The boy felt like he was in glory as he enjoyed Cyclops' body.

He flexed his new arms, totally thrilled to see his new muscles being marked by the blue fabric, tensing up.

— Mfh. Let's see how I smell... – he muttered to stick his nose in his armpit, letting out a gasp at the stench. Starting to smell like crazy.

There was nothing left of the respectable, heroic Cyclops, just a boy with raging hormones at the helm.

Unable to contain himself any longer. The boy forcefully grabbed the front of the suit, ripping it all the way down to expose his large chest and abs.

— This is getting in the way...

He mumbled, sliding the fabric further down to tear the part of the pants, leaving his new masculinity on display.

The guy continued to attend to himself like crazy, like there was no tomorrow. Being a mess, between trying to touch his chest, explore himself, smell himself or just let his saliva run down his new chin as if he had fried brain cells. — Ah, ah, I'm Scott Summers and I want to be controlled! Ah!

He was rubbing his entrance, enjoying the feel of the glove against himself. Until he heard the living room door thunder, slow.

—Professor?...

To be continued.

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I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you liked it, don't forget to follow it and share it for more people to discover.

I'm always open to suggestions and ideas, so if you have any fantasy or scenario in mind, let me know in the comments or in messages.

This is the first story of "Austin's Chronicles", if you liked it, let me know in the comments, also if you have suggestions for some heroes under Austin's control.

See you in the next story... Who knows what body you'll occupy this time?

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[possesseddesiress]

Austin's Chronicles: Posesión-X

ADVERTENCIA DE CONTENIDO: Esta historia incluye temáticas de transformación y control de cuerpos con un enfoque sugerente. Si este tipo de narrativa no es de tu agrado o no cumples con la edad recomendada, te sugerimos no continuar. Todas las imágenes utilizadas (si las hay) pertenecen a sus respectivos dueños. No reclamo ninguna autoría sobre ellas y solo se usan con fines ilustrativos.

Si decides seguir adelante, bienvenido a Possessed Desires, donde la mente y el cuerpo nunca están completamente bajo tu control.

Está es la primera historia de una serie de relatos llamados: Austin's Chronicles: Morphosis Heroes. Espero les guste, es sin duda algo que me emociona compartir con ustedes y empezar a trabajar en ello.

Austin's Chronicles: X-Possesion (Versión Español)

Austin era un chico con bastantes problemas en la academia Xavier, un inadaptado social que aún no conocía su poder. Cerebro lo había detectado desde hace meses como mutante pero no había aparecido rastro alguno de su mutación en todo ese tiempo.

Los demás estudiantes lo tomaban como un caso perdido y los maestros a veces le daban ciertos ánimos de no perder la esperanza, pero eso sólo lograba desesperar más al chico.

— Tranquilo – El profesor Scott le dijo tranquilamente al adolescente. Eran los únicos con aquella aula – Tu poder llegara tarde o temprano.

— Se está haciendo más tarde que temprano.

Murmuró el chico, flacucho. Todo un enclenque y sin nada de músculo.

— Debes de ser paciente, Austin.

— ¿¡Y de que me sirve ser paciente!? ¡Sólo veo como los demás se burlan de mí, como no encajo y me molestan! ¿¡Eso es ser paciente!?

El chico explotó en furia contra su profesor.

— Austin – Ciclope dijo en tono autoritario – Ya basta. Debes de ser más paciente, debes de...

— ¡No! ¡Ya estoy harto!

Y entonces pasó. Como una especie de ola de energía, algo salió del interior del chico, una clase de energía azul que encontró su camino hasta el pecho de Ciclope. Incrustandose en él.

— ¡Ugh! ¡Austin, tienes que detener esto!

— ¡N-no sé cómo! ¡N-no lo estoy controlando!

El chico dijo en pánico, Scott se sentía más y más débil. Mientras que Austin se sentía ligero, cómo si flotara.

— Uhh... – Un gemido torpe de Ciclope sonó, su expresión se volvió tonta – Austin...

Barrió las palabras hasta que de forma extraña el chico pareció levitar y salir disparado al pecho de su profesor, desvaneciendose en él. El cuerpo musculoso, envuelto en su traje azul ajustado, se movió violentamente.

Eso duro un rato hasta que finalmente pareció detenerse, sólo quedó la respiración agitada del hombre.

— ¿Qu‐qué carajos?... – Murmuró pesadamente antes de asustarse – ¡Ah! – el héroe miró detenidamente sus manos, absorto al encontrarse con aquellos guantes amarillos – Uh... Uh... Esto está mal.

Tragó saliva. Cualquiera que hubiera visto aquella escena, hubiera pensado que Cíclope había perdido la cabeza, pero había un único detalle: Ese no era Cíclope.

Ese era Austin.

El chico se sentía aturdido en aquel cuerpo. Sus manos se dirigieron lentamente a su nuevo pecho, comenzando a masajear sus músculos.

— ¡Ah! – terminó por encontrar sus nuevos pezones.

Algo que no sabía Austin era que el cuerpo de Scott Summers era extremadamente sensible. Volvió a tocar aquella área que no hizo más que sus piernas temblaran y soltará un gemido.

Continuó con aquella exploración, una mano en su pecho y la otra bajando en sus abdominales hasta terminar en su gordo bulto.

— Uf... Profesor... – murmuró para sí mismo, aunque una sonrisa traviesa se dibujo en sus labios – ¿Te gusta verme así, Austin?

Tomó nuevamente sus pectorales entre sus manos para sopesarlos. De inmediato se colocó contra la mesa, levantando su nuevos glúteos.

— ¿O cómo lo muevo? ¿Te gusta? – dijo meneando sus nuevos glúteos gordos – Permíteme enseñarte más – con ambas manos, azotó su trasero, soltando un fuerte quejido, pegando su pelvis contra la mesa y empezando a frotarse contra esta.

Austin estaba perdido en aquellas sensaciones, jadeando fuertemente. Parecía casi ansioso, comenzó a frotar su nueva entrada con su mano.

Soltó un suspiro ante la sensación del traje metiéndose lentamente en aquella zona. El chico se sentía como en la gloria mientras disfrutaba del cuerpo de Cíclope.

Flexionó sus nuevos brazos, totalmente emocionado al ver cómo se marcaban sus nuevos músculos por la tela azul, tensandose.

— Mfh. Veamos cómo huelo... – murmuró para meter su nariz en su axila, soltando un jadeo ante el hedor. Comenzando a oler como loco.

Ya no quedaba nada del respetable y heroico Cyclops, sólo un chico con hormonas a tope al mando.

Sin poderse contener más. El chico tomó con fuerza la parte frontal del traje, rasgandolo por completo para dejar expuesto su grande pecho y abdominales.

— Esto está estorbando...

Murmuró, deslizando más la tela hasta romper la parte del pantalón, dejando su nueva masculinidad a la vista.

El chico continuó atendiendose como loco, cómo si no hubiera un mañana.

Siendo un lío, entre tratar de tocar su pecho, explorarse, olerse o simplemente dejar correr su saliva por su nueva barbilla cómo si tuviera las neuronas fritas.

— ¡Ah, ah! ¡Soy Scott Summers y quiero que me controlen! ¡Ah!

Estaba frotándose su entrada, disfrutando de la sensación del guante contra sí. Hasta que escuchó el tronar de la puerta del salón, lento.

— ¿Profesor?...

Continuará.

———

Espero que hayas disfrutado esta historia tanto como yo disfruté escribiéndola. Si te gustó, no olvides darle follow y compartirla para que más gente la descubra.

Siempre estoy abierto a sugerencias e ideas, así que si tienes alguna fantasía o escenario en mente, déjamelo saber en los comentarios o en mensajes.

Está es la primera historia de "Austin's Chronicles", si les gustó, déjenmelo saber en los comentarios, igual si tienen sugerencias de algunos héroes bajo el control de Austin.

Nos vemos en la próxima historia… ¿Quién sabe qué cuerpo ocuparás esta vez?

———

[possesseddesiress]

Rivals Inside

ADVERTENCIA DE CONTENIDO: Esta historia incluye temáticas de transformación y control de cuerpos con un enfoque sugerente. Si este tipo de narrativa no es de tu agrado o no cumples con la edad recomendada, te sugerimos no continuar.

Todas las imágenes utilizadas (si las hay) pertenecen a sus respectivos dueños. No reclamo ninguna autoría sobre ellas y solo se usan con fines ilustrativos.

Si decides seguir adelante, bienvenido a Possessed Desires, donde la mente y el cuerpo nunca están completamente bajo tu control.

Rivals Inside (Versión Español)

Mi nombre es Max. Me considero un deportista nato, siempre he destacado en cualquier disciplina física como el fútbol, el baloncesto o el boxeo.

Me considero alguien agradable y extrovertido, tal vez muy fuera del estereotipo del deportista engreído. Yo siempre trato bien a todos sin distinción, a menos que se trate de Samuel...

Samuel es un compañero de mi escuela, el chico "fashionista" del campus. Antes éramos mejores amigos, por mucho tiempo lo fuimos... Al menos hasta la preparatoria cuando él creyó que yo era muy poco "genial" para su vibra de estilo y necesitaba más amigos acorde a ella.

Sin duda me destrozó. Pero a partir de ese momento, una enemistad entre ambos surgió, en cualquier disciplina en la que ambos concursaramos, siempre teníamos un sólo objetivo: vencer al otro.

No importaban los demás, lo único importante era hacer que Samuel mordiera el polvo. Era divertido por un rato, hasta que recordaba lo mucho que extrañaba su amistad...

Hoy habría un concierto, además de ser uno de los mejores deportistas de mi universidad, también amaba la música electrónica. Había ahorrado cada centavo que tenía para comprar un boleto, y finalmente sería hoy.

Había escogido usar un croptop con un pantalón rojo ajustado y unos lentes oscuros, me gustaba cómo se me veían mis brazos.

Está mañana hubiera sido genial sin duda, si Samuel no la hubiera arruinado. Ahí estaba con un traje de vaquero "a la moda", pavoneandose. ¿Por qué estaba aquí? ¡Ni siquiera le gustaba la música electrónica! Trate de no ponerle atención, hasta que él me notó.

— Wow, ¿los gorilas sin cerebro también escuchan música?

— ¿Qué quieres, Samuel?

— Nada, sólo me es divertido ver tu cara molesta – dijo con un aire cargado de simple maldad. Rodé los ojos, apretando los puños.

En serio extrañaba a mi amigo, antes que se convirtiera en... esto.

— Hasta luego, Samuel. Disfruta el concierto.

Murmuré entre dientes para alejarme.

El resto del festival estuvo bien, apenas estaba iniciando pero al menos no me tope a Samuel en todo el día. Sólo un par de chicos actuando de forma extraña... mirando sus cuerpos cómo por primera vez, pero nada más que eso. Al caer la noche, simplemente fue genial, los escenarios se iluminaron, la música retumbaba, me sentía genial bailando al ritmo y sólo sintiendo el ambiente.

Hasta que empecé a sentir cierto mareo extraño... Traté de no darle importancia, pero entonces sentí una fuerte punzada en la cabeza. Todo a mi alrededor parecía desvanecerse lentamente, en un profundo negro, las voces y la música se escuchaban lejos hasta perderse.

Estaba por entrar en pánico al notar el negro y el silencio total, hasta que de golpe, fue como si me lanzarán de golpe contra la luz.

Inhale con todas mis fuerzas, voltee a mi alrededor, confundido y casi temblando.

— Cielos, Sam. ¿Estás bien?

Una chica de cabello rubio y coletas me preguntó asustada. Sabía quien era, su nombre era Astrid, una de las mejores amigas de Sam, la observé confundido.

— ¿Sam?...

Murmuré.

Fue entonces que noté mi voz, ya no era mi voz grave, sino un tono más dulce. Bajé la mirada, encontrándome con una complexión muy distinta a la mía, tenía músculos, sólo que muy esbeltos, de estética, no de fuerza; mi ropa era distinta, ahora traía un traje negro, sin mangas y con un paleacate, sentía algo amarrado a mi brazo y un sombrero en la cabeza... Justo cómo estaba Samuel.

Mi corazón latía rápido.

— Sí, Sam. Tú, ¿te sientes bien?

— S-sí. Todo bien, no pasa nada.

— Okey, raro... Iré por unas bebidas, ¿Quieres algo?

— No, estoy bien, gracias...

Sólo me dio una mirada extraña para darse la vuelta y desaparecer en la multitud. Comencé a explorar mi nuevo cuerpo por encima de la ropa, sintiendo mis nuevos pectorales, mis brazos... Cielos, ¿ese era mi nuevo aroma?

No me mal interpretes, Samuel tiene un cuerpo atractivo, pero no era mi cuerpo. Así que me sentía poco familiarizado a el.

Nuestras alturas eran distintas, pesos, complexiones, hasta el tono de piel. Todo era distinto, me sentía pequeño. Era como volver a aprender a caminar.

Estaba a punto de explorar mi nuevo cuerpo, pero pensé que sería demasiado extraño empezar a tocarme enfrente de todos; así que decidí ir a un baño portátil para ello.

Observé mi nuevo reflejo por un buen rato, aun estupefacto. Sentí sus pómulos, la textura de su piel, era muy suave... supongo que por todos los productos dermatlógicos que él usaba, sus mechones rubios cayendo sobre mi frente... Cielos.

Debo de admitir que su cuerpo es lindo, me gusta cómo se ve la ropa en mi nuevo yo. Flexione mis brazos, haciendo saltar el decente bíceps que ahora tenía. Levanté un poco mi axila, oliendome.

El aroma de Samuel era muy distinto al mío, olía más a su colonia qué a su hedor, no me desagradaba, sólo... era distinto a lo fuerte que era mi aroma.

Sonreí ligeramente. Podía ser que Samuel fuera el tipo que más odiaba en la faz de la tierra, pero podía disfrutar esto. Saqué mi teléfono, tomando una foto con la cara tonta.

Después salí del baño para empezar a avanzar entre la gente, esto tampoco arruinaría que disfrutará del concierto.

Volví a empezar a bailar, sólo escuchando la música y sintiendo el ritmo por mis venas.

Aunque me sentía pequeño, sin duda empezaba a notar que estar en el cuerpo de Sam comenzaba a atraer la atención de ciertas personas... o para especificarlo mejor: hombres. Algunos chicos comenzaron a acercarse y tratar de coquetearme, me gustaba la sensación de atención que estaba recibiendo en este cuerpo.

En mi antiguo yo, también recibía coqueteos, pero a veces se esperaba que yo diera siempre el primer paso, aquí en cambio... me sentía... cómo una especie de artículo en un escaparate, viendo como todos deseaban tenerme.

Flexione casualmente mis brazos, aún bailando. Empecé a pensar que sería buen momento de regresar con Astrid porque seguro estaría preocupada, cuándo lo vi:

Un chico estaba bailando al centro de la pista, flexionaba sus músculos, hinchando sus bíceps y sacando su amplio pecho, de vez en cuando sacaba la lengua en expresión tonta y sonreía. Juraba que lo vi soltar un poco de saliva mientras se flexionaba y olía sus axilas para lamerlas. ¡Carajo, ese era mi cuerpo!

Avance furioso entre la multitud, tenía al menos a unos quince chicos reunidos alrededor de él, en círculo, mirándolo cómo tontos.

De inmediato lo empuje desde el pecho, lo que lo asustó en un inicio pero en cuanto me vio, sonrió egocéntrico.

— Hola, Sam. ¿Cómo estás? – murmuró con superioridad.

Rayos... incluso tenía que voltear hacía arriba para encontrar su mirada.

— ¿Qué carajo crees que haces, Sam?

— Nah, no te confundas, bro. Yo soy Max, tú eres Sam – todo esté caos terminó por disipar al público que estaba teniendo mi viejo cuerpo, así que sólo quedamos los dos. Sam se cruzó de brazos, hinchando los mismos y sacando más el pecho – Y sólo estoy disfrutando de mí mismo, ya sabes... Disfrutando de ser un deportista apestoso sin cerebro.

Volvió a flexionar sus brazos, sonriente. Hizo una mueca boba, rodó sus ojos en blanco y dejó caer un poco de saliva antes de soltar una risa burlona.

— ¡Deja de actuar así, es mi cuerpo! – gruñí molesto.

Debió de ser totalmente ridículo ver el cuerpo de Sam actuar así.

— Y con más razón voy a actuar así.

Volví a empujarlo, aunque fue cómo golpear a una pared de concreto.

— ¡¿Qué te pasa?!

— ¡Nada! ¡Pero ve estos músculos! – volvió a flexionarse con fuerza, aunque después, metió uno de sus dedos a su axila para llenarlo de sudor y pasarlo por mi nariz – Así es cómo olemos los deportistas tontos como yo, ¿no?

Se burló. Lo que hizo que me irritara más y más.

— Sí vuelves a hacer algo, yo...

— ¿Tú qué? – murmuró seco – ¿Qué vas a hacer? ¿Vas a golpearme? ¿Vas a darme un tratamiento de skin care? No me hagas reír, Sam.

Me tenía acorralado contra la pared, por mucho que me molestara admitirlo, tenía razón. Ya no tenía mis músculos, ahora sólo era una cara bonita...

— Jódete... – murmuré.

— No, tú jódete – respondió de regreso, él acortó la distancia. Se veía imponente, molesto... pensé que estaba a punto de lanzarme un golpe, pero lo que hizo fue besarme.

Abrí los ojos con asombro y cierta parte de temor, sólo sentí como mis antiguos labios se cruzaban una y otra vez con los nuevos, dude. Pero finalmente cerré los ojos para corresponder su beso, pegándome a él con suavidad.

— No sabes hace cuanto deseaba hacer eso... – mi viejo cuerpo murmuró para volver a besarme.

Rayos. ¿Qué estaba pasando?

Continuará.

———

Espero que hayas disfrutado esta historia tanto como yo disfruté escribiéndola. Si te gustó, no olvides darle follow y compartirla para que más gente la descubra.

Siempre estoy abierto a sugerencias e ideas, así que si tienes alguna fantasía o escenario en mente, déjamelo saber en los comentarios o en mensajes.

Está será mi nueva cuenta, espero les gusten las historias que vienen próximamente. Nos vemos en la próxima historia… ¿Quién sabe qué cuerpo ocuparás esta vez?

———

[pinkchangelingdemon-deactivated]

RENT

My landlord was an asshole. His name was Scott. Always complaining about doing the bare minimum. I froze for two whole months waiting for him to repair the heating, but hey! don't be late with the rent or he'll kick you out the next day!

One of my neighbours, Ms Everett, a charming old lady, told me that things weren't always like this.

-You see, Scott's mother owned the building. She was a lovely woman, always so helpful. She even organised "rooftop barbecues" from time to time for the tenants to mingle - she said with dreamy eyes.

-That sounds really nice, Miss Everett

Then her expression shifted.

-But two years ago, she got sick. Everyone visited her at the hospital, except his own son Scott.

-What a massive asshole.- I said, not really surprised.

She nodded.

-Sadly, I agree. After she passed, Scott inherited the building and her money. Some tenants couldn't stand him and left. I... can't leave... so it's always nice that good people like you coming to live here.

The way she said she couldn't leave was strange, but another thought came into my mind. I had to tell her.

-Scott... he's going to kick me out, Mis Everett... I lost my job and didn't pay the monthly fee...

-Oh child...

She got sad, but I could see in her eyes she was planning something. Maybe I was imagining it.

I was desperate. I couldn't go back to my hometown to live with my homophobic father. Not again.

-Maybe I have a solution for you - she finally said serious.

Hope at last.

-I'll accept whatever it...- I started to say before someone interrupted me.

-HEY! YOU OWE ME MONEY, DUDE!

It was Scott.

I started to tremble.

-Scott... I... I...- I stuttered

-DUDE! I DON'T WANT FUCKING EXCUSES!

I was scared, but at the same time, I was a little aroused. Scott was a douchebag, but he was hot. The image of him angry in his sweaty and revealing gym clothes was making it difficult to decide if I was scared or turned on.

Then, I stared at his bulge, visible through his gym shorts.

He saw me distracted, and followed my gaze.

-YOU FAG, YOU ARE SO OUT OF MY BUILDING, DUDE.

Then I remembered we weren't alone. I din't want Miss Everett to be part of this.

I looked at my right, but she wasn't there. I breathed relieved. For an old lady, she really was sneaky.

-YOU PAYING ATTENTION, DUDE?

Scott pushed me.

I wasn't able to keep my balance and I fell to the ground.

My head hurt. I didn't know if it was from the fall, but I was hearing a woman singing in a language I didn't understand. The voice was somehow familiar.

I yawned.

All the problems, Scott, my father, my head... seemed foreign to me. I was feeling very tired.

-The fu...- Scott tried to say sleepy.

He closed his eyes and was about to fall on top of my tired body. My body didn't respond. I saw him fell, but before the impact I lost consciouness.

...

I opened my eyes. I was in Miss Everett's house?

-The fuck...?

I panicked. That was Scott's voice, but I was the one who said that, right?

-Shh child, you need to rest - Miss Everett reasured me.

I breathed relieved, closed my eyes again and sleep.

...

A few hours later, I screamed.

-WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?- I yelled shocked staring at my now big and muscular arms.

Then I looked at the rest of my bigger body. Pillow pecs? abs? muscular legs? a beard?

In disbelief, I connected the dots. That wasn't my body and I was wearing Scott clothes. I was my asshole but hot landlord.

From the stress and the fall I must have finally lost my mind.

I massaged my pecs, they felt pretty real and amazing.

Then, I flexed my right arm and sniffed my armpit. That was my landlords smell, or... my smell?

The realization of being in my sweaty landlord body woke up my now bigger dick trying to get out of his shorts.

-OHHH FUCK!- I moaned.

In my previous twink body, that thick dick would have destroyed me for sure.

I moaned again at the thought of getting some action with this stallion.

My hands pulled down the gym shorts I was wearing. Of course, Scott's package matched in size with the rest of his body.

I began to stroke my borrowed dick, while my other hand started massaging my hairy sack to finally move to my hairier and probably virgin ass.

The masculine moans were louder, and hearing my landlord voice only made me more horny. After all, I was making the body I had been lusting moan without control.

I was so intoxicated by the power and pleasure of this body that I completely forgot I was masturbating and loudly moaning in my neighbours couch.

After a few minutes of exploring that sweaty hunk body, I felt my cock tensed up. With a primal but masculine moan my previous body could only dream to emit, I released load after load of my landlords cum.

My furry chest and the couch were a sticky mess.

I felt so euphoric and still so horny that I licked all of the cum I could. Savoring the taste of MY cum.

While I was licking it, I heard footsteps approaching.

I stopped abruptly with drops of cum in my beard.

It was Miss Everett, but she looked younger?

-Well, well, dirty boy, I see you are enjoying your new life,uh?

Something was definitely wrong with her. She looked younger, her voice sounded somehow masculine? And her kind expression was now sharpened and smiled, but not like a sweet old lady. There was something evil in his gaze.

-Miss.. Miss... Everett.. I am so sorry- I said ashamed trying to cover the snake bouncing between my legs with a cushion.

She laughed but with an strange echo.

- Don't be, child. I am after all the one who made you look like this.

- Wait, what? - I yelled surprised.

- You are so naive, child. I like that in a man. - she smiled - You see, I'm a demon. I wasn't always like this - she said pointing at herself with disgust while getting older again- but someone trapped me here, inside of this building, in this female flesh a long time ago.

"A demon? Yeah, why not?" I thought.

If I somehow possessed my landlords body, demons being real wasn't really a big deal.

- But... I saw you outside the building many times.

She took a deep breath.

- This flesh can leave and she doesn't know for how long she has been alive, but me, a male demon, I am doomed to stay and wait for her return, only to be a passenger of her boring life.

-Oh, I see... - I tried to keep my cool- but why help me and not yourself?

She smiled rejuvenating again.

- I need your help, dummie.- she smiled again- Also maybe all of these years inside this woman made me a softie.

-A favor for a favor, I see...- I hesitated- What do you need Miss... demon?

-Oh just a drop of your blood and I need you to say "I free you, dude"- She said mocking Scott's voice.

I took a step back.

-My...my blood, why?

She shook her head.

-Not "your" blood, I need the blood of the asshole heir of the greatest son of a bitch who trapped me here.

She pointed at me to state the obvious. Scott's family was connected to the demon.

-You really need my help, uh? - I said with Scott cocky actitude- what if I don't help you "demon"?

The old lady sighed.

-Here we go again... First, demons aren't evil, well some of them are... I'm a lust demon. I only care for pleasure and sex, not harvesting souls and shit. - she explained annoyed, but then her expression shifted. She was deadly serious now - Second, if you don't help me... I'll make sure that Scott beats the shit out of you before you go back with your "dear" father. Don't fuck with me, child - her expression shifted again, now she weared Miss Everett charming smile like a mask- Third, don't forget if you help me you win this sweaty hunk and all his money, sweet child.

I looked at my pecs and muscular arms. Then, I thought of my shitty father waiting for me in my hometown.

-We have a deal.

She gave me a needle.

-Just one drop, dear.

I pricked one of my fingers.

-I free you, demon - I said solemn with my landlords voice.

Miss Everett licked with her old tongue my finger.

That was so gross. I looked away for an entire minute.

-It's done - said a masculine voice which sounded similar to Scott's.

I looked at the demon. He was an exact copy of my naked landlord body but with red eyes.

He massaged his dick while biting his lip.

-Oh fuck, how I missed having one of these.

I was so turned on looking at him enjoying himself that I massaged my identical dick enjoying the views.

The demon smiled seductively at me. Then he looked around him annoyed.

-Ugh, I can't stand another second in this fucking building.

He scratched his naked ass and a red card appeared in his hand. He gave it to me.

-Meet me here, and we'll have a good time - he winked at me while rubbing my crotch.

I closed my eyes while moaning.

When I opened them, the demon had already left.

I scratched my borrowed beard wondering what just happened. Not too much though, because Scott's dick... I mean... My dick was demanding attention.

I opened the door of my new apartment, removed my sweaty gym clothes, releasing my hard dick, ready for round two.

Part 2?

Part 2:

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Taking over the boss

Jake had been working as an intern for a few months now. He was tired of the constant yelling and the pressure from his boss, who seemed to have a short temper. The older man was known for being demanding and cruel, and he had no patience for mistakes or incompetence.

Jake was the only intern who didn't complain about the workload or the lack of recognition. He just went about his tasks, doing his best to please his boss and avoid any confrontation. That was only for a few months, until his boss added him to the long list of people to yell at.

One day, while his boss was in his office, Jake decided to take matters into his own hands. He had been practicing his possession ability and was eager to try it out on someone... Mature, something different from friends or hot jocks in the gym.

He carefully approached his boss office, even if Jake was in his spectral form, his eyes fixed on the man behind the desk. He watched as the older man read through a stack of papers, his brow furrowed in concentration. Jake's body began to tingle with anticipation as he got closer.

...

Finally, he was standing right behind his boss, his hands hovering just inches away from his shoulders. Jake took another deep breath and then, in a swift and unexpected move, he grabbed the man's shoulders and pulled into him.

Jake's hands grabbed onto the man's shoulders with a firm grip, feeling the muscles tense beneath his touch. He could feel the older man struggling against him, but his possession was too strong for him to break free.

Jake used his full strength to hold the man down, pinning him to the desk and pressing his body against his back. The man's legs trembled as he tried to move, but he was completely at Jake's mercy now.

Jake started to thrust his spectral dick into the man's ass, the sensation of it filling him completely driving him wild. He leaned down, his breath hot against the man's ear as he whispered in a low, seductive voice.

"You can't fight me," he said, "you're mine now."

Jake's spectral form entered fully inside the man, filling him up completely. He could feel the man's body tremble beneath him, and he smirked as he heard the man moan.

When Jake opened his eyes, he loosened his tie and locked the door with a quiet click, making sure they were alone in the office. The thought of being the one in control was intoxicating to him, and he couldn't help but savor the feeling of having such a powerful man at his mercy.

Jake took a moment to admire the sight of his boss's body, now fully under his control. He made him spread his legs and unzipped his suit pants, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

Jake's eyes widened in surprise as he saw the size of it, but he quickly regained his composure and began to stroke it slowly, savoring the feeling of power.

He leaned back in the armchair, enjoying the feeling of being in control of this powerful man's body. He moved his hand up and down, teasing the head of the cock with his thumb.

He could hear his boss's moans and gasps coming from his mouth, and it only made him more turned on.

Jake's grip on the man's body tightened as he increased the rhythm of his strokes, his borrowed hand moving faster and faster. He could feel the man's mind being overtaken by thoughts of Jake's body, his ass specifically, and the idea of riding it against that same desk.

He knew exactly what he was doing, using the man's body to pleasure himself while also turning him on with thoughts about Jake ass. He knew he was playing a dangerous game, but he couldn't help himself. The thought of having this powerful man under his control was too intoxicating.

The man's moans grew louder and more desperate, his hips bucking up into his strong and mature hand.

Jake's grip on the man's body tightened as he reached his climax, his hips thrusting up into his own hand as he spilled his release onto the desk and his expensive suit. He let out a low, guttural moan, feeling a sense of satisfaction and power as he felt the man's body shudder in ecstasy.

He slumped back in the armchair, panting heavily, still riding the high of his orgasm. He couldn't believe how good it felt to have this man completely at his mercy... But it was time to leave, so he exited his boss body leaving him unconscious against the armchair and covered in cum.

Jake smirks at the image in front of him and then goes back to his body, to being the quiet intern that tries to get away from trouble.

...

Not long after, his boss started to treat him better, even reducing his workload. Sometimes Jake could feel him staring at him. Maybe the time has come for a second possession to get his boss to actually make those thoughts about pounding Jake's ass a reality.

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Male possession

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Freak Accidents

Seth woke up in an incredibly good mood. Today was the big day and he knew it. He practically jumped out of bed as soon as he heard his phone alarm go off for 7 in the morning. Seth walked to his bedroom door, opened it slightly, and stuck his ear in the crack. He waited for a moment, listening, but as far as he could tell, the house was almost completely silent. The only noise he could just barely make out was the sound of his tío Ronnie sleeping down the hallway. Seth smiled, then closed his door again. Seth then opened the closet and pulled out a leather bound book he had stashed in the back. The book was called the Tonis Maximus. It was in tatters, ready to fall apart at any second, but he made extra sure to keep it safe. 

The Tonis wasn’t like any other old, beaten down book. While it seemed to be nothing special on the outside, it actually held a plethora of magical knowledge on the inside. Seth was able to get hands on it thanks to his job at the city library. The book was just sitting in the library archives along with all the other books nobody's checked out in years. It was dismissed as being just another collection of old myths and folklore. Nobody knew the great power the Tonis contained, nobody except Seth. He was digging around in the archives one day when he stumbled upon the book. Out of pure boredom, he decided to read a page or two out of the Tonis. From the moment he first laid eyes on it, a world full of supernatural phenomena was opened up to Seth. Realizing what kind of power the book contained, Seth decided to smuggle the Tonis out of the library and keep it all for himself. 

Since he first obtained the book several years ago, Seth has been studying up on its magical content. He’s tried his hand at turning objects into gold through alchemy, predict the future through clairvoyance, and he’s even communicated with souls of the dead! Although Seth was very limited in what he could do (casting magic was very draining on the body after all), he was still on his way to becoming a proper witch. And the best part? Nobody except Seth knew about the Tonis!

Seth sat on his bed and he opened the Tonis to a page he had bookmarked. The bookmarked page contained instructions for the latest ritual Seth wanted to master. Body possession. 

Seth read through the directions, then took off his clothes just as the book said to do. He then pulled out his phone and recorded a quick video of himself.

“Alright, Seth here, I’ll be attempting the body possession spell again. Hopefully the third time’s the charm, but even if it fails again, I’ll just try again until I get it right. I’m staying at my uncle’s place in Mexico for the summer, so I got plenty of time to perfect this spell. Wish me luck!”

Seth finished recording his self-documentary and put away his phone. He paused for a moment to reflect on his previous attempts. The first time he used the spell was when he tried to possess his neighbor back home. While he managed to get inside his body, the bodybuilder had no problem expelling his soul right out through sheer willpower. The second attempt was no better. He used it to possess his old high school principal, but although he got inside his body, he couldn’t move at all! Seth was starting to grow impatient after having back to back failures. He wanted to get it right this time, and with tío Ronnie on standby, he was sure he’ll nail it down in no time!

Seth placed his hand on his doorknob and took a deep breath. He then mentally reviewed the ritual procedure one last time; first, get naked, next, find a vulnerable target, then, recite the incantation, and last, push your way into their body! It was a simple 4 step process, all Seth needed now was more practice in executing it. He hyped himself then stepped out of his bedroom, only to be mortified when he saw his tío Ronnie sitting on his bed. He was still visibly sleepy, but now he had a clear view of Seth in his underwear.

“Seth?” Ronnie said in a low, groggy voice. “What are you doing up at this hour?”

“I- uhh…” Seth didn’t know what to say. He didn’t prepare for this scenario. His eyes darted around the hallway while he searched for an answer. “I was… I was on my way to the bathroom! Yeah, I just really needed to pee!!” 

“Dude,” Ronnie winced. “No need to yell, I’m right here. That’s cool, but why are you just in your underwear though? You never do that.”

“Uhhh…” Seth was scrambling again. He could hear his heartbeat getting louder with each passing second. He felt as if no matter what he said, Ronnie would be able to see right through him! “I, um, well-”

“You know what, Sobrino, save it.” Ronnie yawned as he threw himself back on his bed. “It’s too early for this. You do you, but just let me sleep a little while longer, okay?” 

“Y-yes! Goodnight Tío!!” 

Seth hurried into the bathroom and forced himself to pee just like he said he would. He sighed a breath of relief, not because he actually needed to go, but because he was so sure he was about to get caught performing magic. Thankfully, Ronnie’s inability to care about anything kicked in and saved the day. But even though Seth got scared shitless almost getting caught, it wasn’t enough to stop him from his mission! All he needed to do was wait a little bit for Ronnie to fall back asleep, then he could try again.

Seth went back inside his bedroom while he waited Ronnie out. Nearly a full hour had passed before Seth decided it was safe enough to try again. He crept into Ronnie's room and surely enough, he was sound asleep. Seth couldn’t help but grin as he watched Ronnie’s chest rise and fall with every snore. He took off his underwear, ready to attempt the body possession spell for the third time. 

He started by reciting the incantation from the Tonis out loud. As soon as he finished reciting the last word, a wave of nausea overtook Seth. Seth was ready for the lightheadedness to hit him like a truck, but no amount of anticipation could prepare him for how sudden it was. He nearly fell over, head throbbing with pain, but Seth was determined to see the spell through to the end. 

Hand pressing against his temple, Seth forced himself to stumble over to Ronnie. He then laid his nude body on top of Ronnie as carefully as he could. Seth was able to get on top of Ronnie without waking him up, and although it wasn’t his first time getting on top of a man or possessing someone’s body, Seth wasn’t prepared for how intimate it was. He could feel his junk resting on top of Ronnie’s. The thought of them touching dicks was enough for Seth to start getting hard, but he forced himself to shake off the bad thoughts and focus on his real goal. 

Alright… 1… 2… 3, now!!

Seth started pressing his body against Ronnie’s sleeping body. He knew if he wanted the body possession spell to activate, then he would have to push with everything he’s got! Magic never worked with half-assed effort after all. He pushed and pushed until finally- he could feel himself sinking into Ronnie. It began with his legs and feet. Suddenly, the feeling of Ronnie’s thick leg hair pressing against Seth’s smooth legs was gone. In its place, Seth felt his legs become consumed and enveloped by Ronnie’s thick legs. His feet aligned with Ronnie’s feet like a pair of well-fitting socks, then they began growing and stretching to match their new form. The rest of Seth’s lower half followed suit. His cock and balls slid inside Ronnie’s groin. Seth stifled a moan as it happened. The feeling of his cock slipping into Ronnie’s member like a personal dick sleeve made a rush of pleasure surge through him. That feeling only grew as his dick grew bigger and fatter until he had an identical member to his uncle’s girthy cock. Within seconds, the lower halves of their bodies had fully aligned with another. Seth tried wiggling his hips, and surely enough, he made Ronnie’s hips wiggle around. He could even start to feel the bedsheets underneath Ronnie’s/his ass. The body possession was going well so far. 

“Nrghh…” Ronnie murmured. Seth’s eyes shot open. It seemed like Ronnie was waking up, so he knew he had to hurry up and possess him before it was too late. 

Seth’s torso was pressing against Ronnie’s thick, hairy belly and chest. With some more pushing. Seth could feel his body go past physical limitations and slip inside its new vessel. Seth’s presence inside of Ronnie’s body grew with each passing second. He could feel Ronnie’s body heat combine and become his own. Their arms, chest, and gut aligned perfectly as Seth inserted himself in. His body then once again started growing. Seth’s thin frame was rapidly taking on extra body mass. He grew bigger until he had the same bulky build his uncle Ronnie had.

“Ahh fuck!” Seth accidentally squealed out loud. He couldn’t contain himself anymore after all the warm, body stimulation from transforming and possessing Ronnie. Only his head was left. While the rest of his body was already deep inside of Ronnie, his head was sticking out just above Ronnie’s chest.

“Hrm? What the-” 

Ronnie heard Seth’s outburst and lifted his head. Seth saw he was waking up and wasted no time slamming his head into his. He phased right through. The impact made Ronnie lay back again. He then let out a loud, guttural moan that echoed throughout the house. Except it wasn’t Ronnie groaning, it was Seth using his newly obtained voice after a successful body takeover. He had done it. Ronnie’s body was officially his.

“IT WORKED! IT ACTUALLY FUCKING WORKED!!”

Seth was ecstatic. Not only was he able to enter someone else’s body, he was actually able to move around this time! The body possession spell worked! 

He jumped out of bed bursting with excitement, although he nearly fell over due to almost losing his balance. He immediately felt the difference in body weight between his body versus Ronnie’s body once he was on his feet. Seth took a moment to let himself get used to moving around with a bulkier body, then walked up to the mirror to admire himself. 

“Whewww… Looking good, Tío Ronnie… Or should I say, me?” 

Seth chuckled. He ran his hand across his face, letting his fingers stroke against the fine beard hairs he now possessed. Seth always shaved off his facial hair before it could fully grow in. He was amazed how it felt to have an actual beard on his face.

Seth looked down and smirked as he saw Ronnie’s body instead of his own. He laid a hand against his new hairy belly and gave it a shake. Seth was always a skinny twink, so to actually have a gut was a new experience for him (and one he was actively enjoying). He ran his hands up his torso, stopping at his chest to cup his squishy pecs. He then tried flexing his chest muscles and watched as he managed to get each pec to bounce up a little. Ronnie wasn’t a couch potato by any means, but also he wasn’t a full fledged gym rat either. The end result of being somewhere in between led to him having a larger, bulkier build with some muscle behind the girth. It was definitely a different body type than what Seth was used to, but it was one he was actively enjoying as he stripped down naked and continued admiring the newly possessed goods he now had thanks to the magic book.

After he had successfully possessed his Tío Ronnie, Seth decided to keep practicing the body possession spell until he decided he had mastered it. He decided to step it up and try possessing a police officer the following day. Unfortunately, while Seth was able to sneak his way into the cop’s body, he was unable to take control over him. Seth was trapped as a mere passenger inside the cop’s body as he went about his day like normal. 

Seth had no idea what he was doing wrong. After failing to fully possess the police officer, Seth decided to try possessing Ronnie again. Surely enough, he was able to slip inside Ronnie and take control like it was nothing. Why was Seth able to possess his Tío Ronnie but not anybody else? None of the other spells in the Tonis gave Seth this much trouble! It was certainly an intriguing problem, and it was one Seth would have to solve alone. He had to keep his magical activities a secret; after all, who knows what would happen if someone found out… 

Over the course of the next few weeks, Seth focused most of his time and energy on figuring out how to master the body possession spell. He decided to try possessing a variety of men first. Although Seth’s actions were pretty limited due to the fact he had to be naked in order to perform the spell, he was still able to possess a dad, a bear, and another twink just like him. He wanted to see if it was a matter of a specific body type. But it was no use. No matter who he possessed, Seth just wasn’t able to take control over their bodies. Yet, despite all those failures, Seth was still able to possess Ronnie without a single problem! 

Seth was getting pretty frustrated. He just couldn’t figure out why he could possess Ronnie but not anyone else! Against his better judgment, Seth decided to entertain the possibility that the spell was limited to familial members only. However, even when he tried possessing one of his cousins, he still couldn’t possess them! Seth was truly stumbled, but even so, he refused to give up. He refused to accept that there was a magic spell he could not fully master.

Seth’s next action plan was to go all in with possessing his Tío Ronnie. He figured if he can’t fight against the current, he might as well swim with the current instead. Seth started possessing and staying inside of Ronnie’s for longer periods of time whenever he hopped into him. At first it was just overnight, but then it grew to a day, then two days and so on. Ronnie had mentioned to Seth that he began to feel weird. He couldn’t articulate the strange feeling very well, but he said felt as though he had become a bystander in his own life. Seth reassured him that it was nothing, that it was probably just the summer heat getting to him. Ronnie bought it, and Seth was glad he could keep possessing him without much worry. He needed to! Seth’s rationale was that if he could get accustomed to controlling a body that wasn’t his own for an extended period of time, then maybe he could use that experience to take over other bodies. Practice makes perfect, or so the saying goes anyway. 

Seth continued practicing the spell on Ronnie regularly. It had gotten to the point where Seth didn’t even need to check the Tonis for the lengthy cantation anymore. He already had it committed to memory with how many times he used it! Seth’s next goal was to possess Ronnie’s body for two weeks straight. After so much time possessing Ronnie, Seth considered it his second home away from home. There was almost nothing Seth could do with his body that he hadn’t already tried doing with Ronnie’s body. He was that comfortable now. 

The sun was setting on his 14th day as Seth came out of the gym, drenched with sweat after a good workout. Seth sat in the car and let out a heavy breath as he waited a minute to let himself cool down. Ronnie was a heavy sweater, way more than Seth was. And with all the body hair he had, the sweat would bead up and drip off of his hair whenever he worked out. Although it was an adjustment at first, Seth grew to love it. He never realized how good his uncle’s body odor smelled. He had a naturally manly musk that was incredibly potent and intoxicating to sniff. Seth couldn’t help but sniff his own armpits after he got all sweaty. He loved his scent, and he loved watching as drips of sweat hung off of the forest of hair he had in his pits.

Seth intended to just take a quick sniff of his pits before driving back home, but he was getting too entranced by his own sweaty aroma. The tent forming in his mesh shorts was undeniable proof that he was into it too! Seth paused and looked down to see his protruding bulge. He shouldn’t be this aroused, but he knew he was the reason why he was already hard with just smelling his own sweaty pits. 

When Seth first challenged himself to possess Ronnie for 14 continuous days, he also swore to himself to not do anything sexual while inside his body. He was able to get by the two weeks without much difficulty. But of course, that also meant he was holding a 14 day load in. No doubt his body was itching for some relief, and although Seth was ready to just power through the last day, he couldn’t help but stare at the large, obscene bulge in his shorts. Against his better judgment, Seth let one of his hands slither down his body until it reached his bulge. His fingers wrapped around his rock hard member and gave it a light tug through the mesh fabric of his shorts. It was nothing more than a quick rub, but it was enough to get Seth squirming in his carseat as the warm pleasure of rubbing his sensitive, erect dick began to kick in. It was no use, he had to get off and he had to do it now!

Seth practically ripped his shorts with how quickly he took them off. His cock sprang out as it was released from its clothing imprisonment. Seth looked at his uncle’s fat cock with wonder as it stood upright in its full glory right in front of him. He was jealous that Ronnie had a view like this everytime he jerked off. Seth grinned as he wrapped his calloused palm around his new dick, fully relishing the fact that it was his turn to tug on that girthy member now. 

His breath became bated as he pumped himself. Seth threw his head back and let out several guttural moans from deep within his lungs. 

“Fuck yeah… You like that…? You fucking dirty bitch, yeah you like that huh…”

Seth kept talking dirty in between groaning and panting like a wild animal in heat. He loved using his uncle’s deep voice and heavy Mexican accent to talk dirty. Just hearing Ronnie’s voice come out of his mouth while he jerked off made his throbbing dick leak with precum. His thick, hairy thighs became soaked with precum and sweat as he increased the speed of his strokes. He had all the car windows closed and the AC off. In cutting off the air flow, it quickly became very warm in the car. Seth’s stolen body started sweating again, which in turn, made his sweaty musk come back. He grunted as he sniffed his pits, fueling his mind with an ecstasy-like sensation through the power of smell. 

“Arghh, fuckk…!”

Seth couldn’t last much longer. He was getting close. He picked up his stroking speed and within the next minute, ropes of warm cum shot out of him. Seth bellowed his moans as the endorphins rushed throughout his body. His fat cock was like a water gun as it shot load after load of sticky cum until both his body and the car was covered in jizz. Seth was red in the face and out of breath by the time he fully finished. After all the time and energy he put into researching the body possession spell and while trying to stay abstinent too, a good jerk off session was very much needed! But although Seth got the relief he didn’t realize he was desperately needing, his intense self-pleasure session caused the already finicky spell to act up again. Before Seth could even react, he was ejected out of Ronnie’s body. The sharp pain of getting literally torn out of Ronnie was overwhelming. Seth blacked out as a result.

…When Seth came to, he found himself lying on his bed. He looked around his room, letting the comfort of a familiar place ease his mind while he got his bearing together again. He had some mild body pain, but nothing he couldn’t manage. Seth was grateful that he came out relatively unharmed after a freak accident like that. 

He sat up in bed and realized he was wearing shorts now. Seth wasn’t sure how he got clothed or how he even got back home, but then he found a note on the ground with answers to his questions. It read: “Found you knocked out so I carried you to your bed. I also put on some clothes so you weren’t naked. Don’t go out drinking so much if you can’t handle it. Rest up, I’ll see you soon,” signed by Ronnie. 

Seth let out a heavy exhale after reading the note. He was horrified at the thought of his uncle finding him naked and passed out somewhere. However, as far as he could tell by the note, it seemed like Ronnie was still not the wiser about what his nephew has been up to lately. Seth could rest a little bit easier knowing his secret was still safe.

Seth picked up his phone, which was right next to the note on the ground. He unlocked it and checked the time. Apparently, a full 24 hours had passed since Seth was forcibly removed from Ronnie’s body. He wasn’t sure what exactly had happened, but he figured it must’ve been pretty bad if it knocked him out cold for an entire day! 

Seth wanted to spend the rest of the day resting, but then his mind began abuzz with thoughts. He walked over to his door and peeked out of it, where he then saw Ronnie taking a midday nap down the hallway. The sight of his sleeping tío made the urge to possess him kick in. Seth’s initial thought was to just let both him and Ronnie rest before he tries casting magic again. But then the memory of the freak accident came back. Seth had magic accidents before, but they were never to that extent. The more he thought about it, the more he worried that he might have lost the power to possess people due to the accident. His mind became restless worrying about it. Seth wanted to ignore it, but he just couldn’t. He needed to know if he had lost his casting abilities for good or not.

“Okay… Just one quick possession…” Seth whispered to himself. “I just need to check if I can still possess people. Just five minutes, then I hop out and rest…”

Seth repeated his plan to himself multiple times. He knew this was probably the riskiest thing he had done with magic thus far, but with how great his anxiety was becoming, it quickly became his only option in his mind. Once he reassured himself enough, Seth took the first step towards his tío’s bedroom. It should be simple, just a quick in n out. He had already possessed Ronnie so many times after all, it should be easy enough. It should’ve been. But when Seth stepped into Ronnie’s bedroom, he was nowhere to be found. Seth tried looking for him but he couldn’t find him anywhere. It was like he had disappeared from the house!

“Maybe it’s for the best… I’ve been getting too reckless with magic anyway…” Seth mumbled as he walked back to his bedroom with his head dangling with defeat. He stepped back into his room and closed his eyes to take some deep breaths. However, just as he stood in the middle of his room, his door was slammed shut and standing in front of it was Tío Ronnie.

“Looking for someone, Sobrino?”

Seth felt his heart drop into his stomach when he heard Ronnie’s voice. He turned his head slowly and was met with Ronnie’s staring daggers into him. Seth swallowed his breath. The air in the room had become nauseatingly tense. He wanted to get out of there, but with Ronnie standing right in front of the door, chances of escape were slim to none.

“Um… Hi, Tío…” Seth said meekly.

“Hey. Do you have anything you want to say to me?”

“Hm? N-No, I don’t think so…”

“Really. What’s this then?” 

Ronnie reached for something in his back pocket. He pulled it out and threw it onto the ground right in front of Seth. Seth’s eyes nearly jumped out of his head when he saw the Tonis Maximus. His breathing became shorter and labored. He knew more likely than not that he had been caught.

“Uhh what is that?” Seth feigned a laugh. Ronnie shook his head and took a step forward.

“Drop the act, it’s not cute. You’ve been acting weird ever since you got here back in July. At first I just ignored it, figured you just needed some time to get used to living here. But you never did. You just kept acting weirder and more secretive, almost like you were paranoid about something. Meanwhile, I started feeling weird too. I would wake up with body aches and random bruises, even when I don’t remember doing anything that would cause that. But I figured these two things just couldn’t be connected. Right, Seth?”

“But I was wrong, they were all connected. What really set me off was when I woke up in my car sweaty, naked, and covered in my own cum. How the fuck did I end up like that? Why would I end up like that? None of it made sense! But then when I got home, I found you passed out and naked in the backyard. I can handle one or two strange, out of the ordinary things happening, but this many? Nah. I can’t ignore that, I needed answers. And so, while you were passed out, I decided to snoop around your room for a bit. And surely enough, I found the one missing piece to the puzzle I needed tucked away in my beloved nephew’s clothes.” 

Ronnie pointed to the Tonis laying on the ground. Seth felt a cold shiver run down his spine, but remained quiet. 

“I’m not stupid, Seth. I know you’ve been using magic to take over my body. I couldn’t believe it at first- Hell, I didn’t want to believe it! But it’s the only thing that explains everything that’s been going on in this house ever since you arrived.”

“Wh-Wh-What are you going t-to do with me…?” Seth finally spoke up, albeit with a shaky voice.

“I’m glad you asked,” Ronnie smirked. He then got closer to Seth while taking off his clothes. Seth took a step back, but froze with sheer panic when he heard Ronnie recite the body possession spell. “Now it’s my turn to have some fun! You don’t mind, right? It’s only fair, after everything you’ve done…”

Ronnie charged at Seth. Seth was able to sidestep him, but as he ran for the door, Ronnie grabbed onto him and slammed him face first onto the bed. Seth got the wind knocked out of him, and even though he struggled to break free, Ronnie had him firmly pinned down. It was no use, he had lost.

“Alright! Now all I gotta do is enter you right!?” Ronnie yelled. Seth could feel something long and hard rubbing against his ass and knew immediately there had been a misunderstanding.

“Wait! You’re not supposed to literat- AH FUCK!!”

Seth was too late. He shouted out in pain as Ronnie shoved his fat cock into him with little to no warning. Ronnie then started to thrust his hips into Seth while keeping him pinned onto the bed.

He was pounding away at Seth’s ass like an angry jackhammer. Seth could feel the weight of his big and strong uncle laying on top of him as he fucked him. The hair on Ronnie’s chest and stomach felt good brushing against his back while he thrusted into him. Seth was a well experienced bottom. If he wanted to have a good time, he knew not just any random top could get the job done. But with Ronnie’s girthy cock filling him up and his aggressive hip-thrusting rhythm, Seth found himself in heaven as Ronnie fucked him like a personal sex toy.

“Ah! Nrghhh… Fuck! Ahh!!”

“C’mon, open up that ass for me!”

Ronnie had Seth in a tight bear hug as he fucked him. Seth could feel his uncle really laying out all his body weight on top of him. Then, it happened. Seth’s moans grew louder and more intense as he began to feel his uncle phasing into his body. It was only his asshole at first, but then his entire body started getting filled up with the warm presence of a man as he got possessed. However, Seth was a much thinner man compared to Ronnie.

“Fuck…! Fuckk…! FUCKKKK!!! AHHH!!!” Seth cried out. He could feel his body getting stuffed to its physical limits as Ronnie pushed his bulky body into his twink body. Seth felt as if his skin was about to burst open with how full he was. But luckily for him, Ronnie was able to get inside of him without severely injuring him. However, although Ronnie had fully inserted himself into Seth, he was unable to control Seth’s body. The body possession was a failure. But to add insult to injury, Seth couldn’t move his own body either because he had become too bloated to move! It took several minutes but eventually Seth’s body was able to return to normal once it was able to adjust for all the extra body mass it had taken on. Seth was able to move like normal again, although thanks to Ronnie, he was no longer the same skinny twink as before. He had grown to match Ronnie’s body type.

“Man! I look pretty good!” Seth said out loud. His voice had dropped several octaves in pitch. He wasn’t sure exactly what was happening- the body possession spell was clearly too unstable to follow any logic, but at least this time, Seth was enjoying the results!

Hey! What the fuck!? Why can’t I move! I want to possess you! Not just sit in here!!

Seth could hear his uncle’s voice inside his mind. He felt an itch in his head for a brief moment, but then it disappeared. But then Seth felt a sudden, burning sensation in his chest. It made him kneel over with pain. He felt as if every fiber of his existence was getting pulled and tugged on!

“Hey!! What are you doing!?” Seth shouted out in pain.

I’m going even deeper!! I’m gonna possess you no matter what, even if it means I have to take over your soul!!

Seth’s mind went into full panic mode. He wanted to scream, he wanted to shout at Ronnie to stop. He was going to depths even he had never explored with magic! There was no telling what was going to happen, but so long as Ronnie was inside of Seth, there was nothing Seth could do but endure it…

Seth was gasping for breath as he felt a cold wave flow over his body. The icy sensation began in his heart then spread throughout the rest of his body. No doubt Ronnie had made it inside of his soul by now. All of the major muscle groups in his body inflated with body mass. His chest filled in with firm pecs, his bicep and leg muscles became toned, his ass grew larger and well rounded. Hair began to sprout on every square inch of his body. At first, his hairy body resembled Ronnie’s, but the hair growth didn’t stop there. Arms, legs, pits, ass, pubic, beard, everywhere on Seth’s body had become a jungle of thick, black hair, far surpassing Ronnie’s body hair! 

Seth groaned as he felt his cock stretching and growing. His cock thickened until he had the same hung, fat dick as his uncle. It grew out into an impressive 6.5 inches with some heavy girth to boot. His hairy balls hung lower than before as they began producing cum and testosterone en masse. By the time Ronnie finished possessing Seth’s soul, Seth had become completely unrecognizable. Seth and Ronnie had merged together to form a new man due to the soul possession that had taken place. The soul possession had taken traits from the 20 year old and 38 year old and combined them together to create the new 29 year old Ignacio.

Seth was breathing heavily as all of the bodily sensations he was experiencing began to subside. His vision grew blurry, but never recovered. Seth closed his eyes, panting for breath, and passed out on the ground.

Days had passed since Seth and Ronnie fused together. After the fourth day of being unconscious, the newly formed Ignacio woke up with groggy eyes. He picked himself up and let out a guttural yawn that nearly shook the house walls. He scratched his chest as he stretched, his fingers getting caught occasionally due to how thick his curly chest hair was. 

“Man… What the fuck happened to me…” Ignacio thought out loud. His voice had a baritone pitch and a heavy Mexican accent. Ignacio looked around and spotted a phone on the ground. He picked it up and opened the gallery through the quick start camera shortcut. The first thing on the phone gallery was a video of some shirtless young man recording himself. Ignacio played the video. 

“Alright, Seth here, I’ll be attempting the body possession spell again. Hopefully the third time’s-”

Ignacio grew bored of the video and deleted it. He had no idea who Seth was or what he was talking about, and didn’t care enough to find out. Instead, he cleared out the phone entirely and claimed it for himself.

While cleaning up the room, Ignacio found a book titled Tonis Maximus. However, he couldn’t make sense of any of the writing inside. So he tore it apart and threw it into the fire pit, ready to burn at some point. 

Ignacio then proceeded to take a shower to get ready for the day. It was a big day after all, his brothers and sisters were supposed to fly in from the States later that day. Ignacio smiled thinking about his beloved nephews and nieces. He was sure they were just as excited to see Tío Ignacio as he was to see them. 

Ignacio hurried to get dressed and make his way to the airport asap. He was completely oblivious to all the reality-altering magic that made his existence possible, and with the Tonis Maximus destroyed, there was no turning back. Not that Ignacio really minded it; after all, he was living the easy life in his little city in Mexico, fucking men on the downlow and overjoyed whenever his family visited him. Life was as good as it could be now that magic was out of picture, permanently. 

[mindmelter]

A Body Stealer Tale: At The Metro

"He's perfect, look at the bulge in his shorts. I want you to wear him, Pres," Luke said to his boyfriend, Preston, referring to the muscular sleeping hunk in front of them.

"I was thinking the same, the guy is packing," Preston said with a smirk. He stood up and suddenly everyone inside the car stopped moving, leaving only Luke and Preston unaffected. Time didn't stop, as the car was still running, Preston had only frozen the people inside it.

He glanced back at his boyfriend, and Luke responded with a reassuring nod. Preston started to undress, when he was completely naked, he stood in front of the sleeping hunk and with his two hands, started to stretch open the hunk's mouth, opening it in an unnatural way as if the man was made of elastic.

Preston looked at his boyfriend, who was watching everything behind him with a huge smile. "I will try to make it sexy since I know you love watching this part," Preston stretched more of the hunk's mouth and slipped his right foot inside. The hunk continued looking peaceful even with a strange man with half his leg inserted into his body.

Luke was hard as he watched his boyfriend forcing his body inside the unsuspected hunk, he loved watching this part, it was the most erotic thing for him. After a few minutes, Preston finally slipped the hunk's handsome face over his and smirked at Luke, who had his pants down and his hard cock in his hand.

Luke watched as the muscular hunk stood up and walked over to him with a grin, kneeling between his legs. "Did you like watching your boyfriend wearing my muscles like a fucking shirt? You fucking freak," The hunk said, his voice was deep and powerful.

"You look so good wearing this guy, Pres"

The hunk smirked, he grabbed Luke's throbbing cock and started sucking him, making Luke moan loudly. The only sounds he could hear were the car's engine running and the slurping noises coming from the hunk deep-throating him.

"B-babe... I'm gonna cum, let me cum on his face," Luke moaned, pushing the hunk off his cock, aiming it at his face and starting to cum, coating the hunk's handsome face with his thick powerful cum.

The hunk just smirked, he cooped some of the cum and sucked his fingers clean. "I like this one, I can't wait to test out his ass," The hunk said, standing up and giving his ass a hard slap, he then turned to look at Luke. "Now is your turn, who are you're gonna pick?"

Luke glanced at the passengers' faces and noticed a handsome young man, frozen in motion like everyone else around him, as he stared at his phone.

Luke walked to the handsome young man and lifted his unmoving head to give his face a proper look. "I will wear this one."

"Good choice, the kid does have a nice package,"

Luke didn't have the powers of a body stealer like his boyfriend had, Preston had the power to turn everyone around him into a wearable bodysuit for a short period, right now everyone inside the car was a bodysuit, but in the end, when Preston turned off his powers, those who weren't worn would go back to normal.

Luke stretched open the young man's mouth and started sliding inside. When he finished putting on his new body, he sat back and pulled down his white shorts to reveal his new big cock. He gave his new shaft a few strokes and soon was spotting a massive throbbing cock, he swung it proudly to his boyfriend.

"You better get on here and ride me, I will destroy your new tight straight hole with this lad's cock," Luke ordered, his voice now a lot more juvenile.

Preston walked to him, his bodysuit being bigger and taller than Luke's bodysuit. Preston pulled down his shorts and slowly sat on Luke's bodysuit's throbbing cock. Preston started to fuck himself with the strength that came with his bodysuit, his ass pressing against Luke's bodysuit's smaller thighs.

"Oooh fuck yeah, babe! Fuck this tight straight ass on this lad's cock! AAARRGHH FUUUCKKKK...." Preston's new massive cock started to shoot cum all over the car's floor, Luke also came right after him.

They both were panting, with Preston lying his back on Luke's body, they both shared a long and sloppy kiss while Luke's cock was still inside Preston. Suddenly, they heard the automated announcement come through the speakers.

"Attention passengers, we are now approaching Lunar Bay Station. This is the final stop on this line. Please make sure to take all personal belongings with you as you exit the train."

Luke and Preston sat back to where their bodysuits were originally sitting, and suddenly everyone in the car started moving again, completely unaware of the loss of time. When they arrived at the station, before walking out of the car, the muscular tattooed hunk winked at the handsome young man. The young man followed right after him with a visible hard-on in his tight white shorts.

The car's door closed behind them; four men had walked in, but only two walked out.

[mindmelter]

A Body Stealer Tale: At The Metro

"He's perfect, look at the bulge in his shorts. I want you to wear him, Pres," Luke said to his boyfriend, Preston, referring to the muscular sleeping hunk in front of them.

"I was thinking the same, the guy is packing," Preston said with a smirk. He stood up and suddenly everyone inside the car stopped moving, leaving only Luke and Preston unaffected. Time didn't stop, as the car was still running, Preston had only frozen the people inside it.

He glanced back at his boyfriend, and Luke responded with a reassuring nod. Preston started to undress, when he was completely naked, he stood in front of the sleeping hunk and with his two hands, started to stretch open the hunk's mouth, opening it in an unnatural way as if the man was made of elastic.

Preston looked at his boyfriend, who was watching everything behind him with a huge smile. "I will try to make it sexy since I know you love watching this part," Preston stretched more of the hunk's mouth and slipped his right foot inside. The hunk continued looking peaceful even with a strange man with half his leg inserted into his body.

Luke was hard as he watched his boyfriend forcing his body inside the unsuspected hunk, he loved watching this part, it was the most erotic thing for him. After a few minutes, Preston finally slipped the hunk's handsome face over his and smirked at Luke, who had his pants down and his hard cock in his hand.

Luke watched as the muscular hunk stood up and walked over to him with a grin, kneeling between his legs. "Did you like watching your boyfriend wearing my muscles like a fucking shirt? You fucking freak," The hunk said, his voice was deep and powerful.

"You look so good wearing this guy, Pres"

The hunk smirked, he grabbed Luke's throbbing cock and started sucking him, making Luke moan loudly. The only sounds he could hear were the car's engine running and the slurping noises coming from the hunk deep-throating him.

"B-babe... I'm gonna cum, let me cum on his face," Luke moaned, pushing the hunk off his cock, aiming it at his face and starting to cum, coating the hunk's handsome face with his thick powerful cum.

The hunk just smirked, he cooped some of the cum and sucked his fingers clean. "I like this one, I can't wait to test out his ass," The hunk said, standing up and giving his ass a hard slap, he then turned to look at Luke. "Now is your turn, who are you're gonna pick?"

Luke glanced at the passengers' faces and noticed a handsome young man, frozen in motion like everyone else around him, as he stared at his phone.

Luke walked to the handsome young man and lifted his unmoving head to give his face a proper look. "I will wear this one."

"Good choice, the kid does have a nice package,"

Luke didn't have the powers of a body stealer like his boyfriend had, Preston had the power to turn everyone around him into a wearable bodysuit for a short period, right now everyone inside the car was a bodysuit, but in the end, when Preston turned off his powers, those who weren't worn would go back to normal.

Luke stretched open the young man's mouth and started sliding inside. When he finished putting on his new body, he sat back and pulled down his white shorts to reveal his new big cock. He gave his new shaft a few strokes and soon was spotting a massive throbbing cock, he swung it proudly to his boyfriend.

"You better get on here and ride me, I will destroy your new tight straight hole with this lad's cock," Luke ordered, his voice now a lot more juvenile.

Preston walked to him, his bodysuit being bigger and taller than Luke's bodysuit. Preston pulled down his shorts and slowly sat on Luke's bodysuit's throbbing cock. Preston started to fuck himself with the strength that came with his bodysuit, his ass pressing against Luke's bodysuit's smaller thighs.

"Oooh fuck yeah, babe! Fuck this tight straight ass on this lad's cock! AAARRGHH FUUUCKKKK...." Preston's new massive cock started to shoot cum all over the car's floor, Luke also came right after him.

They both were panting, with Preston lying his back on Luke's body, they both shared a long and sloppy kiss while Luke's cock was still inside Preston. Suddenly, they heard the automated announcement come through the speakers.

"Attention passengers, we are now approaching Lunar Bay Station. This is the final stop on this line. Please make sure to take all personal belongings with you as you exit the train."

Luke and Preston sat back to where their bodysuits were originally sitting, and suddenly everyone in the car started moving again, completely unaware of the loss of time. When they arrived at the station, before walking out of the car, the muscular tattooed hunk winked at the handsome young man. The young man followed right after him with a visible hard-on in his tight white shorts.

The car's door closed behind them; four men had walked in, but only two walked out.