Male Body Swap Stories

The home of taking someones body and life. Reblog and write my own stories.

[yourdakg]

New Tech, New You: Part Four

It's been nine months. Nine months since Melvin and Chase have had their little mix up. And the new Chase is growing a bit distant from his nerdy "friend." Sure, he has the little guy stops by when he can't get anyone else to suck him off.

And he's been so helpful in doing his laundry! It's the least the dweeb could do now that that the new jock is dieting, working out hard, and winning on stage in the Classic Physique division.

But all good things must come to an end. SwapR has finally gotten back to them. It'll work out the way it should, right? Right?

Thanks for taking this journey with Chase, Melvin, and me. It's my first completed story. I dunno if they'll all be this long, but I had a good time with it. Even if the new Melvin didn't.

[swollenmuscles]

[malebodyswappingstories]

How am I looking down on myself right now? That little nerd stole my body didn’t he? But my body looks so big and hot from this angle… I don’t wanna upset him.

He pops his pecs and I start drooling and he laughs. “You’re never getting this body back loser”

[swapery]

Rightfully Mine

"You want this beefy pec back man? Well, too bad" I sneered at the chubby guy, now laying on the ground crying.

Brent was a total gym bro. He spent 7 days a week at the gym, sometimes going more than twice. He was a gym teacher at the local high school but actually quit a few years into the job so he could become a trainer and spend all his time at the gym.

I met Brent at the gym on my first day. I decided I wanted to finally get into good shape, after years of being chubby and unathletic. Brent helped me fill out an application and looked me over with disgust. "You sure you want to sign up, man? I bet you only last a week here," said Brent rudely.

"Uh... yes sir, I'll do the platinum package," I replied. "Ok, that gets you 24/7 access, a locker, and access to, well, me," Brent said with a cocky smirk.

"All platinum members get one meeting a month with a trainer here. And since today's your first day, it'll be me. You ready to step on back?".

I reluctantly followed Brent through the gym. He showed me the locker rooms, the sauna, the vending machines... I really didn't remember much. I was too focused on his bubble butt and big pecs.

"Any questions? No? Well I'm gonna head to the locker room before my next client. Good luck, fatty." Brent said as he bumped into my shoulder and laughed, heading back into the locker room. I kept my composure and followed him in a minute later. I was gonna go on the ellipitcal myself.

When i got to my locker, I opened it and found a note, along with a shiny, black ring.

"Wear this ring and make eye contact with your enemy, a change of perspective they will gain and a new mindset will you" said the note.

"Hmm, that's weird. Must be a welcome gift." i thought to myself as I put the ring on my finger and put the note in my bag.

I got changed and as I was heading out, I saw Brent flexing in the bathroom mirror. I must have been staring a little too long, because a moment later, I heard Brent yell "What are you staring at, Chubster? You gay too bro? gross." he snarled.

I froze in place and Brent turned around and started to walk my way. I looked him in the eyes and he looked pissed. Then I felt a pulling sensation and the room went dark. Only seconds passed, because when the light came back, I was holding a fist.... to my own face?

"What the fuck?" I yelled as I put my fist down by my side.

"You're.... me! holy fuck this is a nightmare, I must be dreaming" my former body started to yell.

It wasn't until I turned my face that I caught a glimpse of what happened. Staring back at me was Brent! The big pecs, the beard, the sexy arms, they were all mine! I couldn't help but flex for a minute before I heard Brent in my body snap me out of it.

"Ohhh no, we gotta fix this! You'll ruin my physique and my life! How did this even happen? Come with me!" Brent tries to pull me away, but with no strength, he can't. I reluctantly follow him into the employee locker room, and use "my" keys to get us in.

'How'd this happen? Think man!" Brent yells at me. I still continue to look at myself in the mirror. I use my now big, meaty hand and start to play with my pecs.

"Dude I'm serious! Stop molesting my body and think! We're changing back!" Brent yelled firmly, but it sounded off coming from my body.

This is when I remembered the ring and the note. Surely that must have swapped us, right? I look around for the ring and find it still on my body's finger.

"Look man, I'm not sure how this happened. But I think we should be free to explore our new bodies for the time being." I said, trying to do a pec pop in my new body. "Also, I'd like that ring back. It was my mom's and it means a lot to me."

Brent gave me a puzzling look, wondering why I would be caring about a ring at a time like this, but still handed it over. I immediately snatched the ring from his hand and crushed it in my muscular hands.

"HA you idiot! The ring is what swapped us! and now it's dust." I sneered at him.

Brenth collapsed on the floor, sobbing.

"You want this beefy pec back man? Well, too bad" I snarled at the chubby guy, now laying on the ground crying.

"And get out of the locker room, this is for employees only." I yelled and kicked him out of the room. I could still hear his crying from down the hall.

"Well then, I think it's time I prep for my next client." I say to myself in the mirror. "But first, I think I need to take care of some business" I say as I grab the rock hard rod in my shorts.

[gay-transformation]

Can you feel it bro, your body deteriorating, the energie leaving your body flowing into me. All because of my magical necklace, the power to control energy. This case your life force, moments ago the jacked alpha on campus, now turning into nothing but a scrawny nerd. Yes, beg for your size. You should have thought of that before, now you are nothing more than a good donor to me.

It seems no you have no muscle to give anymore, you don’t mind if I take of my clothes. The growth you supplied me with causes these clothes to be too tight on my muscled body. Well… I look great already, I guess you don’t have to be above 6.3 feet tall right. Let me take some height of you, making me taller. I’m not tall enough yet, just a little more. That’s perfect, don’t complain about it little man.

Hmm man.. I feel like you can look less masculine. That jawline would look great, just as the stubble you have on that face. I can feel getting more handsome without looking at myself. I could use your flawless skin, not a scar to be seen of acne like I had. Just to be sure as well, let me take that full head of hair, body hair as well. Can’t be too sure about that future balding possibility.

Let’s see I guess it’s almost done now, last part I’m going to enjoy taking. Let’s look at it as your size becomes my own, getting bigger and bigger and thicker. Mmm man, it’s not stopping, didn’t know you had such a massive pole. Emphasis on had, look at my meat. It’s not even hard and it is looking like a legit horse cock. My balls also hanging so low and heavy, so big as well. I can imagine shooting a loud worth of two man instead. I hope your girl is in birth control, I assume my fertile seed will take root with ease.

Yeah goodluck telling a soul, your memories are mine now too. Goodbye loser, you are nothing but a shell of complete nothingness.

[cherwallyx]

[malebodyswappingstories]

I’ve always been such a nerd. But, my old friend here, Jimmy used to be a nerd too. Then he had some crazy growth spurt freshmen year of high school and started working out. And grew a tonnnn of body hair. It was so unfair.

He became friends with all the jocks and became a bully just like them. Giving me wedgies, taking my lunch money, and giving me swirlies in the toilets. And the sick part is he looked like he really enjoyed doing it to me. His old friend!

I finally got a moment alone with him when we both came into the bathroom at the same time. I looked at him almost crying and just asked what I did.

“Dude, you didn’t do anything. I’m just… I’m hot now. This is what hot bros do. You wouldn’t get it, pipsqueak.”

“Jimmy please… we used to be friends. Please have some respect”

“Nah. You can lick my pits instead.” He said while shoving me into his sweaty pits. And the worst part is I liked it too.

Flash forward, we’re now Juniors in college and I’ve avoided him ever since that fateful day. Until, I was told I got a random roommate assignment and it was him. I was disgusted and begged for a new roommate but the college said they couldn’t do anything.

“Just like old times, huh pipsqueak?” He said when I entered the room. It was already adorned with his sweaty funk, and his pictures of almost nude models and a bunch of fitness equipment. He had gained a ton of muscle and even more body hair since high school. He was about 6’7” which completely shrunk my 5’3” self. It was embarrassing to even look up at him.

“Hey please just be kind. We have to share a room now. I won’t talk to you, just respect my space and I’ll respect yours.”

“I won’t agree to not talk to you. But I agree to respect you. As long as you don’t act too gay around me. I don’t swing that way, dude. Unless you wanna worship me and pay me to suck my toes and cock. I’m not doing anything else”

“Huh? Is that how low you think of me?”

“Let’s try this. I give you the chance. Right here right now. $200. You get to suck this hairy alpha cock right now. If not, I’ll never disrespect you again. BUT. the offer is off the table.”

I’ve never dropped to my knees so fast. Something about the alpha energy radiating off him made me feel like I needed to. So I did. I grabbed my wallet, forked over the 200 dollars and sucked. He slapped me silly, called me terrible names and even spit on my face. Then something happened.

“Lick my foot now, little gay boy, I could get used to this” I wanted to oblige but my body wouldn’t move. It was stuck in place. And it looked like his was too.

A big flash of light hit out of nowhere and I passed out immediately. Then.. I was no longer kneeling.

“Bro what the fuck happened” I say. I never say bro. And what was this deep manly voice? I looked down and there was my old skinny fragile body just getting up.

“What did you do?” That little voice is so annoying and funny. How did I ever deal with sounding and looking like that?

I immediately felt the power of this new body and was flexing every muscle he had and feeling all his alpha hair. I could get used to this.

“Look, I don’t know why we swapped bodies but I’m horny as hell now, dude. So you’re gonna finish what I started” I said shoving his mouth on my new large cock. “Oh and don’t forget. I gave the original money, so you owe me more now. Let’s make it 500 dollars and I’ll stay your roommate, nerd. I could get used to this.”

[verus-veritas]

Becoming My Tormentor

By Lord_Kefka

Reposting one of my very first reblogs from the Male Transformation Blogspot because it somehow got censored. Decided to update it with new images as well, which I hope you’ll all enjoy. /Verus

“If you ever want this studly body back little fucker, you’re going to massage your former stinking feet.” I snorted at Micah in my body.

Of course I was lying to him, when I said that he would get his body back if he massaged my new smelly feet. I had every intention of keeping Micah’s body and life forever, while leaving him stuck in mine. This was simply my perfect opportunity to get revenge. You see Micah was in my senior class in high school, and he loved to bully and humiliate me, especially in the locker room.

He and the rest of his jock pals would torment me while we were changing in the locker room for gym class. Micah would give me swirlys in the toilet, often after he had taken a shit or a piss, force me to breathe and smell his dirty sweaty rank jock strap, and ball up his dirty socks and force them into my mouth. I was sick and tired of this asshole of a jock tormenting me for the pleasure of him and his buddies.

I decided it was time for revenge and to humiliate him. While my whole life being a nerd had been a curse for me in attracting negative attention from jerks like Micah, it appeared as if that cloud finally had a silver lining, as I discovered a way to conduct a body swap through the use of this device that I built that transmitted several waves of high voltage electricity. The only thing I would need is water to act as a conduit for the electrical charge. It was in this sole fact that Micah would have a major hand in his own demise.

Micah often goofed off and got in trouble in gym class, often leading the gym coach to give him several laps to do after gym class. This would give me an opportunity to lore him alone without his friends into my trap. I waited for that fateful day when Micah once again was goofing off in gym class by harassing some girl. And as usual the coach instructed him to do a multitude of laps after gym class. After gym class, as Micah began running around the track, I waited in the locker room with my device. I had never been so excited and anxious in my whole life.

As expected after Micah finished his run he came in the locker room covered in a film of sweat. As soon as he saw me, in the locker room, his mood changed, and his face lightened up at the opportunity for him to blow off some steam by torturing me. He quipped “Hey there you fucking homo were you hanging out here just to get a chance to see me change?”  

He proceeded to grab me in a headlock, my face was forced into his armpit where I got a deep whiff of the sweat produced from his afternoon run. He dragged me over to the stall as I was expecting, and he rammed my head into the toilet. Strangely, this was the very moment I had waited for, as water splashed everywhere in my struggle, I pulled out my device, and place it in the toilet bowl where it activated, and sent volts of electricity through my body and Micah who still had a hold of me. As electricity covered our bodies and sparks flew everywhere I felt as if my consciousness was being pulled backwards out of my body… and into Micah’s.

—

I began to come to. I opened my eyes, feeling extremely disoriented, and as I blinked my vision slowly began to clear. I noticed I was lying on my back on the cold bathroom floor. I brought myself to my feet and noticed I was much taller. I brought my hand to forehead and noticed how much larger my hands were.

Then I suddenly remembered about my plan to swap bodies with Micah. I rushed to the bathroom mirror and immediately saw Micah’s reflection in the mirror. “Oh my God” I said aloud in my much deeper baritone voice. “Micah’s… I mean I’m fucking hot.” It had fucking worked, I was Micah now. I glanced down at my new body and flexed my sweaty biceps giving them a kiss and a lick to taste my new body sweat. I was wearing the same wife beater, gym shorts, and sneakers that Micah had been wearing. I gave a slight sneer of disgust as the rank smell of my new body hit me. It smelled so strong but simultaneously it was oddly pleasing to my new senses. I noticed my new dick had started to grow and expand into an erection, just taking in all my new studly body had to offer. Awww, poor Stacey, I guess I’m going to have to dump her whiny ass now, as Micah is no longer into girls! The former Micah had been right about one thing, I was indeed a closeted homosexual. Lord can only guess how he figured it out though; the bastard had the intellect of a steer.

I then turned my attention to the former Micah, or should I say the new Drew (my old name; one which I would never answer to again). My old body had begun to awaken from the process of the body swap. The new Drew sat up while rubbing his head as he groaned “Wha..?  What??.. Happened?” He then looked over at me, standing there in his former body. I saw my old eyes stare at me through my former glasses as they widened in terror and fear. “Who, who… are you?” He managed to mutter.

I was standing there, legs apart, sneering at him with his former manly face. I snorted “Why I’m the new Micah…  you used to know me by my old name, Drew… but I no longer go by the name of that fucking nerd!”

“You….. turned yourself into a copy of me!?!?” Drew shrieked in my whiny old voice. Apparently he had not realized whose body he was in.  

“Ha! No… I AM YOU loser, not a copy. Just look at yourself,” I was beginning to laugh from the predicament my former tormentor and bully was in.

Drew looked down at his new body, and began to freak out “WTF… WTF did you do to me you fucking queer…!”

“I switched bodies with you, you dolt, you are the new Drew now.” I said with an element of pride in my voice. “And you will never call me a queer again!”

I had plans for this new weakling… I sauntered over to the stall where he had been given me a swirlys and pulled out my new stud dick… a whopping 8 ½ inches… still quite hard from this whole experience. I managed to get my erection down a bit, and I began to take a piss. It was probably some beer or liquor Micah had sneaked into school and secretly drank. I felt the urine surge out of my new and impressive manhood. After I finished peeing I grabbed Drew and dragged him over to the toilet and forced his head into the toilet.

I found it strangely satisfying that I was bathing Drew in his old piss. After I held his head in the toilet bowl long enough to ensure he had taken a few swallows of my piss. I pulled him out  I then proceeded to take off my new pair of gym shorts and sweaty dirty jock. And as Drew begged and pleaded, I balled up my jock strap and forced the crotch part into Drew’s mouth, forcing him to taste my new body’s musty crotch and dried up jizz.

Humiliating my former tormentor, now and forever trapped with my former life and body was really sexually exciting. I started to rub and massage my new stud cock and balls, running my hands up and down my shaft. I was holding my jock strap in his mouth as I held him against my massive chest and stroked my dick. I then began to tremble with euphoria as I felt my cock jump and shoot Micah semen all over Drew’s back and ass. I scooped some off of him and tasted it. Fuck that tastes great! I wonder if this new body of mine is flexible enough where I could suck myself off, I thought.

I then released my former body, and he yanked my jock strap out of his mouth. Drew fell to his knees coughing and gagging on my musky man taste. I picked up my massive leg and swung it over his back so that I was standing legs apart above him, while he coughed and gagged. I bent down, and managed to slip one of my cum covered fingers into his mouth, and made him taste my new flavour. God, I never had felt so fucking great in my life. Now I just need to find a hot stud like myself to be my boyfriend so I can lead the life of my dreams. I would also have to severely work on Micah’s grades so that I could possibly have a prayer of getting into college. I planned on making the new Micah’s life a sweeping success.

I still had much more planned in tormenting and humiliating the new Drew. I told him that if he ever wanted to get his body back, that he would meet me at my new house, and follow some very specific instructions. But as I said in the beginning of the story, that was a massive lie, just to get him to do what I said so I could humiliate him even more.

I grabbed my new backpack, and fished out the keys to my new ride. I laughed to myself thinking of Drew being forced to take the bus home like I had to for all those years. I made my way back to my convertible and started up the engine. Before making my way to my new house and family, I pulled out Micah’s cell phone and quickly texted Stacey telling her that our relationship was officially over! I didn’t want that dumb girlfriend bothering me in my new life as Micah. I pulled out of Micah’s parking space and made my way home. As I drove I thought of all the things I was going to make Drew do, before I finally revealed to him that he would never ever get his former life and body back. I made a mental checklist of how I was going to make him, massage my new stinky feet, take my socks off, and lick and suck my toes and feet clean. Maybe make him clean up his former room so that he would be surrounded by reminders of his old life, the one which he would never see again. As I pulled up into my new driveway I thought I better wait to shower my new body off till later if I want to humiliate Drew with the stink and sweat of his old body. I grinned to myself and thought of the time I had to kill while Drew rode the bus back to his new home, so it would take a while before he could make it over to his old house. I guess I have sometime to really explore and get to know my studly new body.

I had to wake myself up from all the day dreaming I had going on in my new brain, as I noticed I had yet to park my new car. I placed my new convertible in park and shut off the engine. I got out of my car and made my way up the sidewalk for the first time to my new house. It was a fair sized brick house in the middle of the suburbs. I came to the door and pulled my keys out of my pocket, found my house key on the key chain, and unlocked the front door to my new world and living space.  

When I crossed the threshold to my new home I gazed around admiring my new abode. It was such a huge upgrade from the humble home I had grown up in. Unfortunately I did not have any of the memories of my new body’s former occupant, so I was at a loss to where my new bedroom was located. I wandered through my home as I gathered my bearings. I eventually found my way up stairs.

“Which the hell room is mine??” I wondered to myself. Then it was if I was hit by lightning by the obvious. I found a door decorated with a scantly dressed female draping her body across a red mustang. This was obviously the entrance to my new living quarters. I reached my large carpenter like hand out and grasped the door knob and slowly opened my bedroom door. I walked inside and gasped as I saw all the new neat gadgets I now possessed. “Mother of mercy! I own a Play Station 3… oooo and an X-Box 360, and fuck look at the size of the flat screen.” I guess I would have plenty of new gadgets to at least satiate the nerd inside me.

I then looked up at the walls of my bedroom, with a sneer of disgust. My bedroom walls were covered with pictures of cars, barely clothed blonde women, cars, sports teams, and a campaign poster for Mitt Romney. I giggled to myself, how in the hell did the former Micah have the mental capacity to comprehend politics… he probably just follows the politics of his parents. “Well, I guess I have quite a bit of redecorating to do to my new room; I will have to start by discarding all of these disgusting posters adorning my walls.” I thought to myself. “Perhaps I could get Drew to do the redecorating for me!” I chuckled loudly. Oh wouldn’t that be marvelous, forcing him to dismantle his former room. This was just beyond the definition of the word perfect!

I further inspected my room, only to find that the floors were littered with dirty sweaty clothes of mine, that had been worn by my body before it came into my possession. “I guess Drew has another chore coming his way. He will definitely have to wash and dry all of my new dirty clothes.” I thought. I then turned my eyes to another door in my room, one that I soon learned would lead to my new bathroom. “Dammit, this fucker sure was spoiled! I never had my own private bathroom”… “I guess I’m the one who is spoiled now.”  I grinned to myself.  I then proceeded into my new bathroom as I thought, “I guess now would be the opportune time to really explore and get to know this new body of mine…”

—

Look at me now. A few years after and I’ve turned Micah’s body into one glorious stud. I turn heads wherever I go, and twinks and hunks alike come crawling to me for a taste of my musky Micah load. The new Drew is also still around, always clinging by my side and whining about wanting his body back. I’m pretty sure he already knows he’s never getting his body back, with me having told him countless of times over and even dismantling the device in front of his eyes, but I think he actually enjoys being treated like shit by me.

After all, it’s not everyone that gets to be pushed around by, sat on, forced into inhaling the musky armpits of, and swallowing the delicious load of Micah Thomas… every single day…

Source: “Becoming My Tormentor” by Lord_Kefka on Male Transformation Blogspot

[hotwebdudes]

[malebodyswappingstories]

When I swapped bodies with a jock I didn’t know how much upkeep their bodies had. I have to go the gym everyday and workout and eat good and eat A LOT. I kinda miss being a little nerd…

But then, I flex these muscles and send my old body a picture and he begs for the body back. And I remember I’m a king now. This is the life I was meant to have

[apropriado]

[malebodyswappingstories]

My roommate never shaves his chest. Which wouldn’t be an issue if he didn’t walk around shirtless and sweaty all the time. It doesn’t help that I’m incredibly attracted to him and have to hide my hard on around him.

One day he noticed and immediately our entire dynamic changed. He would make fun of me, shove my head into his sweaty pits, make me do his laundry and all kinds of things like that.

I had enough and I just wanted to know what it felt like to be him, and found a body switching spell. However, I didn’t read that deep into the rules and it said if I came in his body or vise versa the swap would be sealed forever. And look at this body. Of course I jerked off his massive cock the second I was in it

So now I’m a straight jock with chest hair. I can’t wait to make fun of my skinny gay roommate when I get home tonight. Haha nerd.

[alexfeet70]

[malebodyswappingstories]

My roommate was always so smug and dominating. Always making me pay all the rent and do all the chores by humiliating me with his large alpha body, muscles and feet. Not anymore that I stole his body. He better pick up some extra hours, because I’m about to be charging him just for being in my presence now.

[malebodyswap45]

Move on

“You wanted to see me… here I am.”

“What are you wearing? you look like a struggling artist.”

“I don’t feel comfortable wearing your revealing clothes, so I change your style. However, I don’t think that I am here to discuss my fashion choices.”

“I think that I found a ritual.”

“A ritual?”

“Yeah… you know… to switch back.”

“I know what you mean with a ritual. This would be what… the 30 one that we tried.”

“Yeah, but I am certain this would work.”

“Sam…”

“My name is Arthur.”

“No… your name was Arthur, now you are Sam. Look, we cannot live like this. Its time to move on. We have tried everything. Maybe is time to accept that there is no going back”.

[hedonismprinc]

[malebodyswappingstories]

My name is Devin, I’m a nerdy, chubby 5’7” guy with not a lot going on in my life. Levi here one the other hand was the exact opposite. 6’4”, muscled, hairy, sex-driven skater boy.

He was part of a local group of skater boys that were always pulling pranks in our town. One day, it went so far that Levi had to do a day of community service.

He was very upset by this, and trying to get out of it anyway he could, he searched online for a spell to get somebody else to do the work for him. I was in the wrong place and the wrong time because I bumped into him the day of his community service at the gas station.

He told me he found a spell to swap our bodies for the day. I’d do the community service in his body and get to feel like a tall, muscled god for the day, while he would be in my body and see how his friends react to the “prank” of being in a nerds body.

I agreed, just to see what it would feel like to be a hairy god like him. He chanted something with a glowing necklace and kept that on him, saying he’d use it when we were ready to swap back. We swapped with the spell and immediately it was time for me to go to community service. I was supposed to meet him back at the gas station when I finished, but I wanted to explore this body a little more. It was exhilarating being able to be looked at and wanted everywhere I went. I was used to people looking at me with disgust, not lust when I went places.

In the bathroom, I found myself pulling down my pants to see the biggest cock I ever saw. It was real musty from me working in the sun all day but I didn’t care. This monster must’ve been at least 9.5 inches, and thick as hell too. I jerked for what felt like hours before calling one of the local cocksuckers (my old body’s friends) to come suck it for me. It was the first time I’ve ever had my, well Levi’s, cock sucked and it was the best feeling ever. I’m gonna feel sad once I meet up with him and give him his body and god cock back. I wish I didn’t have to.

Little did I know, the prank for his friends had backfired. Nobody believed that little chubby Devin was really Levi, so they had been torturing my old body for the past few hours. I tried to go to the meet up spot to swap back with him but he didn’t show up. I went over to his house and was greeted with the sounds of his friends torturing my old body. They had done some serious degrading and forcing him to worship their skater boy bodies. Unfortunately for Levi, my body was really into that, and so he was rock hard the whole time making them think he was enjoying himself despite his pleas to stop.

When I got there, Levi said “finally! it’s time for us to swap back, tell them you’re really me, dude”. And I realized in that instant this was my chance.

“What the fuck are you talking about, freak?” I said.

“Devin. You know you’re me. I’m gonna do the spell now to swap us ba-“ and before he could finish the sentence, with my newfound strength I ripped the necklace off his neck and crushed it with my fist. No swapping back now.

The look of defeat on the former muscled skater was priceless. He’ll be a fat nerd forever.

“How about you make yourself useful and worship my fucking pit, nerd?” I said, leaning back and really taking the personality of this alpha I now am

Yup. I could get used to this.

[menofcolorswitchbodiestoo]

[hairy-men-to-share]

[malebodyswappingstories]

I may have just been the pool boy before, but after I found the body swap spell now I’m in hairy Mr. Ross’s body. I’m loving this. Everything about him is bigger than my old body (if you know what I mean). I’m going to use this huge dick and huge muscles wherever and whenever I want to. And the first place is cumming into my old body which seals the swap for good. I hope he liked how mean he treated me when I was the pool boy, because I’m going to be 100 times worse. Time for revenge.

[malebodyswappingstories]

what made you finally make your return to tumblr? you have the best stories on here. they always make me cum.

haha thanks!! i am always on here i just felt so unmotivated to write stories. but i’m glad to be back! is there any specific types of stories you guys are looking for??

[jonathanpio]

[malebodyswappingstories]

Sure I wished for a body with more muscles and hair. I never expected my wish to actually come true. Now I’m in my neighbors body with no way to switch back. Although why would I want to switch back to my nerdy, scrawny body? The only downside is that his huge cock is constantly horny and I constantly need to jerk off or have my cock serviced, what do I do?

[joyfullovepirate-deactivated202]

It was getting so hard to think of anything but tits and pussy.

Greg had wished for a nice big fat cock just like his jock brothers and the universe had provided. Unfortunately for Greg it really did give him his STRAIGHT jock bro's cock and now it was changing him from the root up. His body had started to buff up and sprout pit hair for the first time in his life and his formerly gay desires have twisted into a need to eat pussy! His hand wandered to his throbbing junk and he thought one quick jerk can't hurt right?

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I saw this guy at the gym and knew I wanted him more than anything. I shoot my shot and he actually gave me his number! I’ve been texting him for a while and we finally agree to go on a date.

Turns out though, he was just doing it as a prank. Making fun of me for being fat and gross especially compared to his godly self. I just ran away crying.

The next morning on my walk to work I saw a shop I hadn’t seen there before. When I went inside, the lady at the counter asked if I was okay, she said I didn’t look like I was, and I told her the story of the previous night. She told me “he may have looks but you have kindness. you deserve to take his muscles and looks. someone as nice as you deserves them more.” and then told me to grab a wishing stone on the house.

I thought nothing of it but kept in my pocket thinking of what she said. I wished I could have his beautiful perfect pecs and biceps. His perfect abs and luscious long hair. Suddenly, I felt every step getting heavier when I was walking. My legs felt huge

I felt like everything in my body was stretching weirdly and stopped in a nearby restaurant bathroom. When I looked into the mirror I didn’t see myself. I saw HIM.

I was him. The perfect man. Now I go to the gym as him and pose and flaunt this new body while he’s stuck in my old body.

I laugh at him now. He deserves it. I wonder if the woman at the shop put some kind of spell on him cuz he’s ALWAYS working out in my old body but he never loses weight or gains muscles. He just stays fat.

I’ve gained so much confidence in this body it’s crazy. I wonder if I could get him in my old body to worship his old body. Slap him around a little and make him my bitch. I follow him into the locker room and make him a fake deal. I tell him, worship your old body, suck your old dick and swallow. Take every kick and slap I give you and I’ll take out the wishing stone and wish to go back to the way things were.

I’ve never seen such an eager fat man sucking a cock before. I have to admit it was so much fun to slap the old me around. I hit him so hard as he worshipped every inch of my body. My biceps, my armpits, my pecs. They’re all mine now. When he was done swallowing my load and begging me to go back to his old body I just laughed.

Nope. This feels right now. Him, my submissive bitch. And me, the superior alpha muscle man. He still worships me every day at the gym and I let him suck my dick. Not for free anymore though he gives me $100 dollars each time.

God, I was really made for the alpha life.