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After a lonely staycation weekend, Monday arrived earlier than expected. Being not from around here, I grew to life as a human. Although I have powers over the elements of water and energy, which gave me an edge to adapting to life here, I was dreading going back to work. On the way, I encountered every obstacle that could possibly cause me to be late. Everything that could happen had happened. Luckily every obstacle can be solved with a bit of powers.
A journey that was supposed to take me an hour, took me 3 hours. I stumbled into the office and walked to my desk. To my surprise, there was someone blocking my way. He introduced himself as Henry Yuang, the new boss-in-training for my division at work. Henry questioned me on my late arrival and I pleaded that it was not my fault. He could not care about any of the excuses and told me to be cautious, cause he would always be watching me.
Shortly after lunch, Henry called me into his office for a short talk. He walked in with a Spiderman compression shirt on and place his protein shake on his table. He was getting ready to head to the gym. I asked about him and his life. In response, he told me to cut the bullcrap. He did not call me in to make and be friends, but rather to let me know I am on suspension for the time being due to lack of commitment to my job.
The receptionist called for him as a package had arrived from him. Henry excused himself as he walked out to pick it up. Something had to change and I had to think quickly. When he left, I gathered all my strength and tried using my powers to change his protein shake. I messed up and ended up changing my form into a liquid energy mass, which flew right into Henry's drink.
Henry came back and saw that I had disappeared. He wondered where I was, but soon realized he was going to be late for his gym session. He chugged his pre-protein shake down. Questioning why it was so thick, he did not know I was floating around. He spasmed as I took control of each body part. Each muscle grew slightly bigger as all my body protein was being absorbed by Henry. My mind shot through to Henry's brain. Soon I had full control, while Henry became a backseat driver in his own body.
Henry did not look like it, but he was definitely packing muscle all over his body. It was the best feeling in the world to caress each body part. It made me feel so horny, knowing that Henry was still conscious while I had taken over.
I closed the door of 'my' office and shut the blinds. As I explored more, I could see a fully erect boner forming. I groped the tent pitched and whimpered slightly. I stripped off all my clothes and before I knew it, I was completely naked. As I jerked off his 6 inch monster, Henry was screaming in my head, which made me so much closer to exploding loads out. One more jerk, and I shot streams of hot, thick seman all of the window. All my muscles were twitching with energy. Henry shared the orgasm with me. We moaned in sync while mixed feelings of anger, embarrassment, and joy was lingering. I was in a state of bliss and euphoria that I have never felt before.
I cleaned up my area and started walking to the gym. I was talking to myself as I was negotiating with Henry. Everything I said, he was not compliant which made me more eager to stay in his body. I could hear Henry crying in the back of my mind. I was able to stop hearing his voice on command. I was pumped to see what I could do with all these muscles. Moreover, I was going to be the next boss-in-training.
Many months had passed and I grew to liking this body. As I did not have the knowledge to do his job correctly and efficiently, I chose to meld Henry's and my mind together. So I got all his smarts, habits, etiquettes, quirks and interests while still being myself and having my own personality. Henry and I are living as one mind, one person.
Now I am enjoying coming to work every day. Who wouldn't if they had the body and physique like mine?
It was an empty early morning at the gym. There were no one there except for me and a few other early birds. I was there for about 2 hours, trying to workout to lose my bulging tummy fat.
In the far distance of the gym, I saw my super cute neighbor, Richard Wu, posing for a selfie. He downed his pre workout and was eager to start.
He had recently moved here from Taiwan due to his job. He is a Linguistics professor at the local university nearby. Everything about Richard was a turn on. He had the body, the good looks, and the smarts. He has came from a rich family and could afford anything he wanted. Always coming home with the nicest of clothes and newest of shoes, I was jealous. Life was going swell for him.
He got up and walked to the locker room to change. He took off his backpack and shoes, placed them at the side, and walked to a cubicle to finish changing.
Richard didn't realize, but I followed him into the locker room. I saw his backpack and shoes. What a nice pair of Ultraboost Oreo shoes he had. I didn't think about what I did next. I quickly packed up my stuff, took his shoes, shoved them in my gym bag, and walked out in a rush.
When Richard returned, he was shocked. His shoes were missing. I only could imagine how disappointed he was that someone would do such things. He went to go report his missing item and walked outside. It was still a beautiful day, Richard thought as he sat down by the pool to enjoy some sun before heading home.
When I reached home, I immediately took out his shoes and just admired how new they were. Not knowing if they fitted, I tried them. I could still feel the warmth of Richard. It was surprisingly comfy and the feeling felt familiar. Knowing it belonged to Richard, a jolt of energy struck me. I tried to stand up and walk around. But before I knew it, I blacked out.
I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining down on me. I panicked and tried to figure where I was. I looked down and I saw this stunning body in fitted clothing. I smiled as I realized that for some strange reason, I had possessed Richard. He... no... I was still at the gym in my socks and workout clothes. Still full of energy, I got up and walked back to his place.
It look little to no time, for me to get him fully stripped as I admired his body. I took out his phone and started taking posed selfies. I posted them to his Instagram and instantly I got a few hundred likes. Damn, this guy is not only good looking and smart, but he is super popular as well.
Each pose I did, made me harder and harder. I looked down and saw a tent pitching in my underwear. Looks like I got to release the beast and see what is he packing. I pulled the fabric down and out bobbed a thick rod of 6 inches. I stroked and stroked, each time I could feel my body tensing up. I was so horny that it did not take much time. A few more strokes and I shot thick, white juice up. I caught some on my tongue as I tasted how sweet Richard was. I grew a liking to it and licked myself clean. This guy really was the ultimate package.
Still pumped, I changed into a fresh set of gym clothes, went to my old place and took back my Ultraboost. I headed to the gym and apologized that I found my missing stuff. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I still wanted to gym and explore how strong this body is.
I could lift more weights than my previous body and my stamina was much higher. There was nothing this body could not achieve. I was not sure how long I would stay in this body or whether or not Richard's conscious would come back, but for the meanwhile, I am going to live his life to the fullest for him.
I flexed and posed for a picture in my Ultraboost Oreos. This is the start of something new! Besides, I can't let my fan base down.
I am 14 years old, but as young as I can remember, I have always looked up to my big bro, Victor. He was the epitomy of good looks and muscles. He had an Adonis bod and a dashing smile to match. I envied everything about him. I want to be Victor when I grow up.
I always loved it when Victor and his girlfriend, Grace came back home to visit. I got to spend time with him and enjoyed a big sis as well.
One night, Victor was arguing with her. He got mad and he stormed off. They didn't talk for days and I started to get sad, thinking their relationship was over. I didn't want it to end, so I had to try my hardest to figure something out.
I convinced Victor to take me to work with him. The gym was completely empty. I watched as my bro did his workout. Each time, different of his muscles was pulsing as he finished. I could tell the situation was his girlfriend was causing some tension in his workout routine. He was a bit ticked off, affecting his energy levels.
Walking around, a guy approached me. I recognized him. He was my big bro's competitor in the previous competition. We talked and I explained how I was feeling. With the intention of getting rid of competition, He smirked and passed me a small vial of serum.
"Go pour this on Victor while he is resting. It will put him to sleep for a while and allow you to enter his body. After so, you can take over his body and go apologize on his behalf. Afterwards, if you choose to, you can leave his body and see the results!
This is only a small favor in return for how Victor has helped me in the past. How his victory has forced me to work harder and rue my losses!"
Being the naive boy I am, I didn't suspect any foul play.
"Thanks Uncle. Hope I can repay the favor one day!"
While Victor was resting, I offered a back massage. He chuckled and allowed me anyways. He didn't realize as I poured the serum on his back and Victor went into a temporary sleep.
Hesitantly, stepping in through the back. I sink my legs eagerly into him, feeling the space getting tighter as I push further. feeling each muscle activate as I filled in. The feeling of boosted confidence at this point already made me feel powerful. Before I realized, I was already thigh high deep into Victor. I can feel the newfound energy coursing through my legs. As my little cock starts absorbing into Victor's body. I could feel an immediate sense of euphoria and horniness. My breaths became heavy and I started panting. A tent had pitched in his pants as I slowly filled his space.
After a while, I could feel the front of his workout shorts. The rough surface drenched in sweat was tickling the head of my new hard cock. I noticed that a ton of precum was leaking, lubricating the friction, making me more sensitive and hard. I had to forcefully remind myself to continue pushing in before Victor wakes up. It was difficult as it felt that Victor has not nutted for close to a week and the amount he built up was making me so frisky.
Nonetheless, I pushed through. As I let my arms absorb in. I could feel each muscle tensing up. I could feel my biceps morphing into large mounds of pure muscle. His thick and durable forearms was aching in immense pleasure as pushed in harder. I could feel the after workout pain from Victor's weightlifting.
Pushing my chest forward, I pressed my chest and torso in, I can feel his thick pecs swell up as his chest becomes mine. His strong pecs absorbed the rest of me and I started to feel the ridges of Victor's six pack. I never felt so strong in my life before! With Victor's body, I felt like I could do anything!
Almost done. I closed my eyes and pushed my head in. All the thoughts and memories rushing into me. My character was melding with Victor's and I could feel him changing my mindset. Each of my habits was being overridden with his. I opened my eyes and looked down saw my new strong body. It was me, but in a new body and a change of mind. my body was super sore from the workout. I was pumped with new energy. I was soaking in sweat and my shorts leaking of precum. My musk was stirring up a hard on in my pants, like a tiger waiting to pounce. Suddenly, I remembered what I had to do first.
Quickly, I rushed out of the gym. I pulled out my phone and took a selfie with a kissy face. I made sure to casual flex to show off my post gym swole. Grace won't be able to resist this charm I exude.
"Hey babe, I am so sorry for everything I did. I shouldn't have gotten angry. Truth is that I love you so much. And I want to give you my world. Please forgive me!"
She started crying and replied that she forgives me.
"I am sorry too... Now that that's over. Victor, come over now and fuck me. I have been waiting for so so long already and I am feeling horny now." she said.
I was shocked, I didn't know what to do. I had never had sex before. I gathered all my energy and tried pushing out, but nothing happened. I was trapped in Victor's body. The guy lied, Victor and I are completely one person. I was afraid. But with the matter at hand. I searched through my head, I took a deep breath and let Victor's personality leaked. The cool, calm, and collected mindset. Together, we headed over.
Before Grace could react. I started stripping her down. Using my new muscles, I ripped off her clothes. I took off my pants and I realized I was even thicker than before. The sight of my girlfriend had me even harder. Using the precum, I penetrated. Our moans synchronized and with each thrust, our breathing got heavier. I couldn't take it anymore. I shot ropes and ropes of hot cum into Grace. In response, she orgasmed. She got tighter and caused me to shoot even more. We laid down in exhaustion and kissed. All was forgiven.
"Time for round 2." Grace told me...
Luckily, Victor's body had the stamina and endurance like a bull with the speed and virility of a rabbit.
Lots of time has past. I am still in control of Victor's body but both mine and his personality have melded. I love travelling around in my brother's body. It's so big and strong. Everybody loves it when I display my muscles and strength. We have won many awards and competitions, while getting stronger along the way. All this couldn't be possible without a loving girlfriend by my side.
Not bad, right? This is a pic from last night's Christmas party and I fucking had a blast. But, truth be told, this isn't my body. Well... now it is. The guy in the pic was my cousin, Joshua. He was straight as an arrow. Throughout the year,he has been criticizing the LGBT community. Saying stuff like it’s a disgrace to the human race and how these kind of people do not fit into society. Being a closeted gay, I was offended.
Joshua definitely hit the genetic jackpot when it came to his height, looks, and muscle, while I was stuck in my small, thin body. I was just finishing college and couldn't get laid to save my life... and I mean that literally. I was desperate and jealous and, worst of all, he didn't deserve the body he had. He was complete total jerk, but every girl wanted him.
One day, as I gave my remainder spare change to an old, homeless lady in the street, she asked me what was bothering me. I sat down and ranted about my cousin.
She replied, “Don’t worry, I already know all about you. Thank for helping a frail, old woman like myself. In return, I will grant you your deepest desire. And just letting you know that you can get away with a lot of mischief in a body like that. What you do will be up to you. I recommend leaving him conscious and aware!”
The next morning, oddly enough, I woke up in a bedroom that wasn’t my own. It reeked of musk and cologne. I looked down and saw a tent pitching in my pants. Holy hell! It was more than 10 inches and THICK! Rushing to the mirror, I chuckled and smiled as I saw Joshua staring back at me.
Touching my sensitive cock, I asked myself, “Hey Joshua. It’s me, Ric. Are you in there?! Look what I can do.”
“What the fuck?!!!! Where am I? Why can’t I move? Why do I hear you in my head? Why am I rubbing myself like that?”
Joshua was helpless as I rub his strong hands all over his ripped body, reaching inside his shirt to caress the ridges of his pecs and abs, lightly circling his sensitive nipples before giving them a few playful twists and tugs.
I started shooting out barrel loads of Joshua juice at the mirror, knowing that Joshua was agonizing in my mind. I rubbed his cum-lubed cock head, sending shivers up my spine. Wow, there is so much cum. I scoop up as much cum as I can and bring the delicious mixture to Joshua’s face. With his nose I deeply inhale the succulent odor and smiled. In spite of his satisfied and blissful facial expression I can hear Joshua pleading me to get out of his body.
“No! Stop That! Ric, Don’t you dare put that in-!”
Immediately, I brought the hand to my mouth and begin gulping Joshua’s milk . Amazed at the flavors and textures shocking my tongue. I suck on my fingers, making sure to get every last drop before realizing that Joshua was crying in the corner of my head.
He pleaded again, “Please dont do this Ric, I worked so hard for my body and my life. Give me back what’s mine and I won’t report you to the police.”
Laughing away, I explored more of his body. Every nook and crevice. His crying and pleading made me even more horny.
I was still me, but in Joshua’s kickass life. So, yeah, I've been clubbing and partying a little and I've been killing it with guys. I'd never been so fucking horny in my life and the muscles didn't help. This is the best Christmas present ever!
Jason was my oldest brother. He studied overseas and got his medical degree. He was not only smart, but super handsome. With all the extra time outside of his studies, he bulked up and started working out his body. He was the talk of the whole family and everyone was in awe of him.
When Jason returned to back home for a week, I was thrilled to see him again. He knew that I was interested in guys and he was always teasing me about it. Jason would always walk around the house without his shirt, flexing his muscles in front of me.
One day, he asked me if I wanted to play basketball with him. I declined.
"C'mon, if you win. I'll give you a prize. I promise you will like it!"
I couldn't help but to stare as I agreed. Jason was so sexy in his singlet and muscular arms. How could anyone say no to this chance?
"First person to 10 points wins!"
I tried my hardest to keep up with Jason. He was not only strong, but very nimble for his build and height. He tried so hard to let me win. Purposely missing each shot. Opening up his stance. Fooling around. and Finally, after an hour, I manage to score the winning point!
"I really had fun. Now what's my prize?" I asked.
"Jump over here and give me a big hug. Then I'll give it to you." He responded...
I was hesitant, but I still did it anyways. I ran and jumped with my arms wide open. I think I used too much force as I knocked him backwards as we hugged.
I felt so warm and tingly as we hugged. But something was odd. When we knocked backwards, only I was remaining. I looked down and I saw Jason's white singlet.
"The prize was me. hahaha. You looked so down when I first came home. I thought I did something wrong, but then after i realized that actually you were just being shy. I was flattered. So I used a trick I learned overseas. I'll let you possess my body for a week. Let you do whatever you want." Jason had spoken in our head.
"I always wanted to know what it's like to be gay, so how about let's explore your sexuality together?" he continued.
Without any further words, he could tell that I was already so excited as I took off his shirt and started flexing his muscles in public.
"Let's do it" I said.
This is going to be the best week with my brother. I hope this is permanent! Everything about Jason is making me hard!
My Chinese friend Ryo was not super good looking and he did not have a full Adonis body, but he progressing slowly. Overall, he was a loyal person and funny personality. Ryo definitely was not as smart as me, but somehow we managed to get along. Whenever I needed help, he was there for me regardless the time or day. I could trust in him about any topic. We knew about each other more than normal friends; he is like a brother from another mother to me. Though we were different ethnicities, we could relate to each other.
One day after school, while I was building a particle laser prototype for the upcoming science fair, Ryo stopped by to hang. He bought lunch for me. As he placed the food and drinks on the table near my computer, the drink spilled, causing my system to fritz out. It happened so fast, my body reacted faster than my mind. Before I knew it, I ran in front laser directed at my friend. It struck me dead on and I fell to the ground. My body started to disappear, leaving only my soul. I had to think of something otherwise I would disappear forever. Ryo rushed to what was left to me.
As he ran over, he gasped and I rushed into his body, hoping for my soul to occupy while I could find another body. Little did I know, our souls converged and my personality took over. His body started to transform, getting fitter and bulging with muscles. The feeling was strange; it was not painful, but it did not feel good.
Using Ryo's body, I ran to the restroom and saw our new identity. My body was lighter and my muscles were more toned. I was able to run faster and felt like I was stronger. I was Ryo, but I could tell my decisions were influenced by his old personality. The old Ryo was pleased with how he looked. I lifted up my shirt and took a picture. Maybe with my smarts and his smooth body, we can do better than as separated. I should find a way to reverse this, but I felt at peace with my new life. Ryo's mental capacity was stretched further by my intellect, while I got to experience a close to Adonis bod. It feels amazing to have the knowledge of a Caucasian in a body of a Chinese!
I had finally done the impossible, the Soul Transferrence Chip 1.0 was completed. It allows the user to upload their soul into the chip and transfer it to another living host upon them wearing the article of clothing it is attached to. I just had to try it out and I knew who I could try it on! The only perfect body I knew could fit me.
My brother's best friend Ryan, is super close with my brother, Riley. They both did everything together. Every time, Ryan would always come over to our house. Riley doesn't treat me nice, but Ryan treats me so well, always getting me gifts and snacks. Moreover, Ryan was more handsome and buff. He likes going to the gym to build up his muscles. He was oozing with self confidence and charm. If I wanted to transfer my soul, I want to be as cool as him.
I placed the chip in the removable sole of a new pair of shoes I bought for Ryan. One morning, I visited the gym he frequently works out at and I saw him getting ready for his routine.
"Hey Ryan, sorry to bother you, but I need a favor." I stuttered to him
"Hey bud, wassup. What kind of favor do you need? I'll see how I can fully help you."
"So I got you this pair of shoes because I know how much you wanted it from the conversation you had with my brother. I have placed a new workout assistance chip that tracks your progress and uploads the data to my computer so I can generate future better workouts for you based on various factors. I was wondering if you would do be the favor of being the trial user." I lied to him while presenting him the sneakers.
"Awesome little man, its pretty cool that I have the honor of being your test rat! I'll be happy to help out. haha You didn't have to get me this pair of shoes, I would have helped out regardless! Anyways I can afford my own clothes and shoes, I have lots of money! I will pay you back later for these!" He winked at me while trying on the sneakers.
"It fits so perfectly! I guess you got my size correctly! Anyways, I have to start my workout now, you can have a seat at the side. When I am done, I'll give you a ride home." Ryan continued while getting ready to start.
"It uses sound vibrations, so you will be able to hear the program starting up and uploading. Just ignore it, don't let it bother you." I reminded him as I headed to the locker room. Upon reaching there, I started the program via a mobile app. My body started disintegrating, and I felt my soul being absorbed by the chip in Ryan's sneakers.
Data Upload Link Initiated
Estimated Time of Completion: 65 minutes
Ryan stripped down to his workout shorts and started with his workout, he didn't realize that his actions and mind was slowly influenced by me filling up his hunky body. I felt a rush of adrenaline and testosterone the more Ryan was absorbing me. I could feel a boner forming in his shorts from all the sexual thoughts I had about his bulging muscles and endurance.
(Half an hour in) Upload Progress 50%
Ryan was starting to feel lightheaded as my soul took over more of his mind and body. He thought it was due to the fact that he forgotten to drink his pre-workout booster that he was feeling this way. I influenced him to think it was okay to take a break. As he sat down, he fainted slightly. At that point, I pushed further and entirely took over his body to prevent him from falling over.
At this point, I thought I messed up my chip because my soul didn't fuse with Ryan. I was supposed to take over him and become everything of him and I, but his soul dettached and went into the chip.
Soul Transferrence completed
I stood up. My body was reigning in all the glory of full-blown power and self confidence. My chip works! I flexed and posed. I smiled as I could feel a raging boner filling up my shorts. I suppose I did enough that I can not finish my gym routine today. Time for me to shower and explore more.
His manly musk emitted from my body as I stripped. Ryan's body was all sore from his workout and side effects of the soul transferrence. It was a out of body experience as I caressed my new meaty pecs with my muscular arms and biceps. I can't believe this is all mine now. I am hot and buff. I am the ultimate definition of awesome.
Out of the shower and drying off my glistening body, I received a text message.
*When are you coming over babe? I can't wait to feel your swole muscles and enjoy your post-workout Ryan milk. 🤤 Pump me full of your testosterone filled juice with your footlong.* Riley had sent me.
Without thinking, my body reacted and replied,
*Soon babe, I am thinking about your smooth, sweet body too. Im super horny today. I need you to help me pump me dry.*
"OMG, Ryan was gay and he was together with my brother, Riley. Gawd, am I having feelings for my own brother? I can't stop thinking about his perky butt and the hot, steamy sex we have everyday after my gym workout. I thought Ryan's soul was transferred to my chip; did some of his residual soul influenced me during the take over?" I thought to myself in worry.
Something in mind clicked. Soon I forgot about my train of thought. I couldn't figure out why I was panicking.
It doesn't matter. My balls are loaded and I am horny. I'm going to fill my boyfriend up with my milk. I am going to enjoy it so so much. My name is Ryan and I am pure awesome.
James wasn't what you would necessarily call not good-looking. He had some muscles and he was generally cute to most. James' height was normal and his endowment was proportionate. Nothing too extravagant that made people want him. Generally, his self confidence was good, but the constant rejection by handsome guys in the country made him feel belittled. He wanted to be more and feel accepted in this toxic culture that is our society. this caused major depression is James' life. But what can he do? As much as he can gym and bulk, some things are out of anyone's control.
A friend mentioned that he should attempt to find the Fountain of Change. It had life-changing properties that can alter reality itself. The fountain will only reveal itself to those who truly want it and will work only once, so the desire must be absolute
James figured why not, let's give it a try. He prepared himself for the adventure. Just in case, prayed for guidance and set himself up for disappointment. Through hours and hours of searching the forest, he was going to give up until... He appeared.
Another guy that apparently was searching for the fountain. But he was everything James wanted to be. Buff, good-looking, and the ultimate package of all things awesome. His charismatic charm was enticing him to follow behind.
Eventually their distance distance grew, but James knew he was close when the water on the ground starting to shimmer with that hint of magic. Soon was lost where was that gorgeous man, but he found what he was searching for. The water glowed with magic. The atmosphere was light and free. Anything felt possible here.
Immediately shedding his clothing, eager with energy. Dipped his toes in. It felt inviting. Not long after, he fully stepped in and let his semi naked body absorb the water. It felt great.
The temperature was just right and it made feel so comfortable. Wondering if the legends were true and he pondered about all the things he wanted to become. Off to the side, the gorgeous guy that James saw beforehand, stepped into the water as well. And all his thoughts turned lustful while being focused on his Adonis bod.
Something triggered and instantly, James started to doze off. His head went underwater, but he realized that he didn't drown. As unconscious as he was, his body was changing. Gradually his body started to inflate with new muscle. His biceps and triceps expanding with newfound size as his back and chest started to broaden. Even his thighs and calves began to thicken significantly by the second. His upper body continued to broaden and expand, two mounds pecs grew in, and through relation causing his waist to grow thicker and his legs longer. But not as thick and long as his cock was going to be. Within a second, his cock inflated, going from an average 4 inch cock to an impressive 8 incher with some added girth and heavy balls to top it off. The level of testosterone was building within him to match the level of energy he was prepared to handle. James' body absorbed everything of the unknown man. His face changed to a cross between the two men, which made him both cute and handsome.
It was like something awoke within him as he rose from the water. Instinctively, James flexed his body only to reveal all the changes. Still sensitive as he explored his new body. He released a fresh load into the pond as thank you. It had felt like the bursting of a thousand suns relieved from his balls. The feeling caused him to be at peace.
It felt normal to him. As if this body was always his. The memories felt genuine and nothing was out of place. He continued to flex his new body, exerting a sense of dominance. Reality shifted around him, causing everyone he knew to remember him as his current self. The unknown guy seemingly ceased to exist as James' absolute desire was stronger. A fresh new start that he knew he deserved.
Wherever he went, he couldn't stop flexing and showing off his body. Life had just started again and everyone wanted a piece of him. James couldn't wait to spread his alpha seed as his newfound energy causes his testosterone and stamina to rise. He was limitless. The world was truly his and we are just living in it.
Evan Hill had always been invisible. His entire life had been one long slog of mediocrity-weak, unnoticed, insignificant. Now, his old body was failing him, his bones brittle and his skin sagging. But Evan had a new skill, a dark gift, and today he would finally get the life he deserved.
As he shuffled down the airplane aisle, his gaze swept the cabin, searching for his next vessel. He'd been careful, honing this power over the years, but he needed more than just a young body this time. He needed perfection. Someone destined for greatness, someone who possessed the kind of body that could command attention and respect. And then he saw him.
Cedric.
Evan nearly stopped in his tracks. Cedric wasn't just handsome; he was magnificent. His body was the pinnacle of physical perfection-broad shoulders, bulging biceps, and a chest that strained the fabric of his t-shirt. His legs were muscular pillars of strength, built from hours of dedicated training. Each muscle was sculpted, defined, the kind of body that came not just from genetics but from discipline and hard work. Cedric didn't just exist in this body-he owned it.
And that's what Evan needed: a body that required a true master. This wasn't just about youth or muscle; it was about potential. Cedric's frame was a temple of untapped power, waiting for someone worthy to unlock it. Someone like Evan.
As Cedric swaggered past Evan, the sheer arrogance radiating from the boy was intoxicating. His jet-black hair was styled effortlessly, his skin flawless, his jaw sharp enough to cut glass. Cedric was the kind of guy who was used to getting everything he wanted-he didn't have to work for respect; it was handed to him the moment he walked into a room. And yet, despite his flawless exterior, Cedric didn't deserve that body. Evan could see it. Cedric hadn't earned it-not really. He was wasting it, relying on his privileged life and family's wealth. Evan, on the other hand, knew exactly what to do with a body like that.
"This is the one," Evan whispered to himself as he took his seat.
When the plane reached cruising altitude, Evan closed his eyes and began the ritual. It was second nature to him now, the chant in his mind unlocking the door between the physical and spiritual realms. A moment later, he was floating above his withered old form, moving unseen through the cabin. He drifted into first class, straight to where Cedric sat, dozing peacefully with his headphones in.
Cedric, with all his arrogance and beauty, was just a vessel-a perfect shell waiting for someone with real ambition to take control. Someone who could push this body to its limits, who could become something more than just a spoiled, privileged brat.
Evan hovered above Cedric, grinning wickedly. "You don't deserve this body," he whispered. "But I do."
With a fierce tug, Evan plunged his hands into Cedric's chest. He could feel the boy's soul writhing, weak and confused, as Everett ripped it from its moorings and tossed it aside like a discarded toy. Cedric's body went limp, but only for a second. Evan wasted no time. He slid into the body like slipping into a glove-perfectly snug, perfectly his.
The moment he settled into Cedric's muscles, the power hit him like a drug. He could feel the strength surging through his limbs, the weight of his biceps, the raw force in his legs. His pecs were firm and heavy, his abs carved from stone beneath his shirt. Every inch of this body was powerful, honed to perfection. But more than that, it was his now.
Evan opened his-Cedric's-eyes and grinned. He glanced down at the thick cock straining against the fabric of his sweats. The bulge was obscene, and the thrill of controlling such a powerful tool sent a jolt of pleasure through him.
"This... this is how a body should feel," he muttered huskily, flexing his arms and watching his massive biceps swell. His veins popped, his muscles rippling under his flawless skin. "Now this is what I'm talking about."
He admired himself for a moment longer before Cedric's boyfriend returned from the bathroom, sliding into the seat beside him with a playful smile. The boyfriend's hand immediately went to Cedric's thigh, caressing the solid muscle beneath.
"Babe, you're looking a little too good," he teased, his fingers wandering dangerously close to Cedric's bulge. "Think we should hit the beach as soon as we land? Show off that perfect body of yours?"
Evan-now Cedric-smirked. This boyfriend, this beach trip, the privileged life that Cedric had been living... it was all his now.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea," he said, his new voice deep and smooth, dripping with confidence.
The boyfriend leaned in, his breath warm against Cedric's ear. "And after the beach... I've got a few ideas of my own. That beach house your dad rented? Perfect spot to break in those muscles of yours."
Evan's grin widened. This body had been built for pleasure, and he intended to enjoy every minute of it. But more than that, it was built for power. He could feel the potential humming beneath his skin-potential that Cedric had never realized. But now, under Evan's control, this body would become unstoppable.
California was just the beginning. With Cedric's looks, his wealth, and Everett's ruthless ambition, the world would be at his feet.
"Let's start with California," he murmured, leaning in for a kiss. "And then... who knows?"
The boyfriend grinned, oblivious to the shift in Cedric's soul. "I like the sound of that."
As they kissed, Evan relished the feel of Cedric's lips, the strength of his new muscles, and the knowledge that he finally had the body he was always meant to possess. A body like this needed a true owner, someone who could push it to its limits-and now, it had one.
Evan-now Cedric-felt the electric rush of youth surge through his veins as the boyfriend's hand moved over his thigh. Every touch was amplified, the nerves in his skin crackling with newfound sensitivity. He flexed his legs subtly, feeling the muscles ripple beneath the boyfriend's fingertips, and a wave of pleasure shot up his spine. It was overwhelming-this body wasn't just strong, it was alive in a way Evan had never experienced.
The boyfriend leaned in, his lips brushing against Cedric's ear as his hand slid further up Cedric's thigh, fingers tracing the hard outline of his bulge. Evan's-Cedric's-cock twitched beneath the boyfriend's palm, and he sucked in a breath. His new body reacted instantly, every nerve firing as if Cedric's body had been supercharged. Evan hadn't anticipated how sensitive it would be, how every stroke of skin against skin would feel like sparks dancing across his flesh.
"Ohhh, fuck..." he muttered under his breath, his voice huskier than he expected. He didn't care who might be watching. Let them. He was in this body now, and he could do whatever he wanted.
The boyfriend's eyes darkened with lust, clearly enjoying Cedric's heightened response. "You like that?" he whispered, his hand squeezing the hard length of Cedric's cock through the sweats. "Damn, you feel huge right now."
Evan leaned his head back against the seat, his breath hitching as the boyfriend stroked him slowly, deliberately. Every motion sent jolts of pleasure through him. He could feel the blood pumping through his body, his cock swelling, his heart racing, and it felt good. Better than anything he'd ever known.
"I'm... not sure what's gotten into me," Evan murmured, trying to steady his voice, but the sensation was too much. His thighs tightened, and his body buzzed with energy as the boyfriend's hand worked him with increasing pressure, teasing him just enough to make him ache for more.
The boyfriend chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss Cedric's neck. "Maybe it the air pressure or that we are on vacation together, but whatever it is, I like it. You're all fired up."
"I've never felt anything like this," Evan admitted, his voice low and rough with lust. His hands, still getting used to their new strength, gripped the armrest, knuckles whitening as the pleasure intensified. He could feel his cock pressing insistently against the fabric of his sweats, the thick, heavy shaft throbbing with need. Precum was causing him to self lubricate as it rubbed against the fabric. His senses were flooded, the tightness in his groin growing unbearable, and yet... he didn't want it to stop.
The boyfriend's hand slid beneath the waistband of Cedric's sweats, fingers wrapping around the hot, hard length of him. Evan bit back a groan, his entire body clenching with the sudden surge of pleasure. He didn't care about the other passengers anymore. Let them stare, let them wonder. He was in control of this perfect body now, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.
"God, you're so hard," the boyfriend whispered, pumping him slowly, teasing him, his thumb swiping over the slick head of Cedric's cock. "You want me to stop?"
"Hell no," Evan growled, his voice a deep rumble as his hips involuntarily bucked into the boyfriend's hand. He felt like a live wire, every touch sending him closer to the edge. The sensitivity of this new body was intoxicating, every caress igniting pleasure like sparks on gasoline. He didn't care that they were on a crowded flight. He didn't care that people could see them. This body was meant to be worshipped, and he was going to take every bit of pleasure it had to offer.
The boyfriend grinned, clearly loving how turned on Cedric was, and leaned in for another kiss. This time, Evan kissed back fiercely, his hands moving to the boyfriend's hair, pulling him closer. He could feel his cock pulsing in the boyfriend's hand, his entire body thrumming with desire.
As the kiss deepened, Evan reveled in the sensation of his new form-how responsive it was, how powerful it felt to be worshipped like this. He was Cedric now, and he had the kind of body that demanded attention, craved touch, and deserved to be admired. This was just the beginning.
I’ve never done a disguise where I look like a much younger guy before. Usually, I go for men around my age or way older. That’s always been my go to. It’s not that I don’t like younger guys…I just never really care much to becoming one. Deep down, I think it’s because whenever I imagine pulling up as a hot young dude, the guys I normally catfish and play with automatically expect me to be a bottom and submissive. Don’t get me wrong, I’m verse, so I’m not against bottoming at all. But I’m a dominant in bed. It’s just that it completely kills my fantasy… the one where a younger guy is the one doing the fucking, wrecking an older man senseless, ykim? Or worse….I’d end up attracting a bunch of girls and boys who are actually the same age as my disguise. And that? That just feels… weird, eughhh. But today I’m in the mood to challenge myself. I want something fresh. A new sensation...
Let’s see… I don’t think I wanna steal an already existing guy’s face like I usually do. I’ve been scrolling Instagram and TikTok for the past twenty minutes, and nothing’s really hitting right….
This one has gorgeous eyes… but ehh, I don’t like his hair and whole vibe. That guy’s cute, but way too feminine for what I’m going for
Nope… not this one either. Definitely not him
Ughhhhh
[A few moments later]
Ohh… you know what let’s just grab a bunch of younger guys I actually like and make my own. Okay… this guy’s face is promising… oh yeah, that one too… him… him… and him… aaaand him. Perfect. So now I’ve got ten faces, time to drag all these photos into Blender and see what kind of frakenstein magic I can cook up… hehehe
Alright, let’s start blending. Give him those sexy bedroom eyes… a sharp, defined jawline that could cut glass… a cute button nose… thick eyebrows… long, fluttery lashes… and plump, curly lips made for sucking dick
Yeahhh, just like that
[Blending the faces… Processing… Blending complete…]
Niceee… fuck, that’s already looking good.Now that the face is coming together, I need to level it up and find the perfect hair for him.…
Okay. This one right here? This hair’s perfect. Very Gen Z…
Now let’s plop that perfect hair right onto my disguise… thereee you gooo!! Daaaammnn, it’s already looking so fucking good! Shiiittt…!! Hahahaha 😆
[The face spins slowly 360 degrees on the screen from every angle]
Okay, this is actually so much fun! Creating a whole disguise from scratch like this feels next level. I should do this way more often. Now… let’s wait for it to print. Imma just drag this fresh face drags the rendered face straight into the face printer and hit start. While I’m waiting, let’s get the body ready
[Inside my skinsuit closet]
For a younger guy, I’m thinking lean and athletic. Visible abs, toned muscles, nothing too bulky. Fair, smooth skin… yeah, this one looks promising. Hmmm… it’s decent, but I really don’t like how flat the chest is
[Heading over to my other closet]
Heheheh… okay, let’s make this interesting. What if I slap on these huge tits? It would be so wild a lean, athletic body with massive, bouncy tits. Why the hell not right 😁
Ohohohooo…I can already picture myself using these fat, heavy pecs to jerk off whichever poor guy I end up catfishing tonight. Sliding his cock between them, watching his face melt… fuckkk 🤤
All I need to do is glue this breast plate onto the bodysuit. First, I spray the chest area generously with the glue spray… nice and even. Okay… now we wait about five minutes for it to get properly tacky before pressing the breast plate on. Five minutes later, the glue’s nice and tacky now… Perfect!
I pick up the heavy breast plate, feeling its soft, squishy weight in my hands. These things are ridiculous… big, round and perky, with puffy pink nipples that already look like they’re begging to be played with. I line it up carefully against the flat chest of the bodysuit, then press it down firmly, smoothing my palms over the curves to make sure it seals perfectly. No bubbles, no gaps. Just smooth, seamless fake flesh. I step back and admire my work. Now the body looks insane: lean athletic build, sharp abs, smooth fair skin… and then these massive, heavy tits sitting proudly on top like they own the place. The contrast is ridiculous and hot as hell 🤤
I can already imagine some thirsty older guy losing his mind when he sees them spilling out of a tight shirt. I give them a little playful bounce with my hands. They jiggle realistically
Hehehe, this is going to be so much fun~~
Next up…lower half!
I dig deeper into the closet and pull out a matching skinsuit bottom. This one comes with a thick, juicy ass. I step into the bodysuit carefully, sliding my legs in first, then working it up over my hips. The material hugs every inch of me like a second skin, cool and slick at first, then warming up as it molds to my body…
But wait! I’m not quite done yet. Something’s still missing down below. A hot 21 year old with massive tits and a fat ass needs the perfect cock to complete the fantasy. I grin and rummaging through the special genital attachments until I find it…the humongous pink cock and balls set I custom made months ago but never used. It’s insane: thick, veiny, and long even when soft, with a fat, bulbous pink head that already looks lewd as hell….❤️🔥
The balls are heavy, low hanging, and huge each one the size of a tennis balls, hairy and plump, swinging heavily with every movement. The whole package is hyper realistic, skin safe, and comes with internal reservoirs for cum simulation if I want to get really nasty
“Fuckkkyaaa… this is exactly what this slutty body needs 🤤”
I carefully detach the current flat crotch panel from the skinsuit and swap it out for the new genital plate plop
The attachment clicks into place with a satisfying seal, the edges blending seamlessly. I adjust the internal harness so everything sits perfectly. The massive pink cock hanging heavy and thick between my legs, the huge tennis balls resting full and pendulous underneath. Even soft, it’s already obscenely noticeable, the pink shaft curving slightly downward with realistic weight, the foreskin hugging the fat head just right
I can’t resist playing with it immediately.I wrap both hands around the thick shaft, feeling its realistic warmth and weight. It’s so big and hairy my fingers don’t even meet. I give it a slow, lazy stroke, watching the heavy balls sway and bounce
“Mmm… look at this fat fucking cock… bet you’d choke on it”
I keep stroking, teasing the fat pink head until it starts to plump up, thickening even more in my grip. The huge balls tighten slightly, the skin stretching smooth and shiny. The sensory feedback from the skinsuit is insane… every touch sends sparks straight to my real cock tucked away inside, mixing with the lingering mess from earlier. I give the heavy sack a gentle squeeze, rolling the big balls in my palm while I admire myself in the full length mirror
Once it’s fully on, I smooth everything down, making sure the seams at the waist blend perfectly with the chest plate. I turn sideways in front of the full length mirror and check myself out. Damn, lean torso, huge ass tits, and a fat ass… it’s giving Incubus energy, but with my own twisted twist. Exactly what I was going for 😈
I run my hands over the curves, squeezing the heavy pecs and giving my new ass a firm slap. The sound echoes satisfyingly. A little shiver runs through me. This bodysuit disguise is already turning me on, and I haven’t even put the face on yet hehehe…
There’s one more crucial detail I can’t skip. I don’t just look the part, I have to smell like one too. And not just any smell. I want that perfect, addictive young guy musk that drives people crazy: fresh, cocky, slightly sweet, with that deep, warm musky skin scent that makes them want to bury their face in my neck and armpits and lose control
I head over to my scent lab corner. It’s a messy shelf packed with little vials, pheromone concentrates, essential oils, and custom skin safe mixes I’ve been tinkering with for years. Let’s create something special for this disguise! 😁
I grab a clean spray bottle and start mixing. First, a base of warm, clean skin scent, something that smells like fresh sweat after a light gym or basketball session, but not too gross, just inviting... I add a few drops of that. Next, a hint of sweet youthfulness and a touch of ripe tang for that boyish freshness. Then comes the dangerous part…ouuuuh the pheromones. I drip in a generous amount of my strongest young alpha blend: a custom mix that’s heavy on androstenone and androstadienone, the stuff that makes guys’ brains short circuit and their cocks twitch without them even knowing why. Aaand for extra heat, I throw in a whisper of cedarwood and a tiny bit of musk from my freshly fucked collection. Just enough to make it smell like I’ve been horny and ready all day, hihihi
I shake the bottle hard, then spritz that bad boy on my right armpit and take a deep sniff. Ffffuuuuckkkkk….!! 🤤🤤 that’s perfect .It’s exactly what I wanted: clean, youthful, a little sweet, but underneath it all there’s this raw, masculine undertone that screams atrouble. The kind of scent that lingers in the air and makes someone want to pin me down and inhale me like a drug
I grin wickedly and start spraying it all over my new body, generous mist across my neck, down my smooth chest and between those massive tits, under my arms, along my lean abs, and especially around my thick ass and the hidden pouch where my cock sits tucked away
The warm mist settles on my skin, mixing with the realistic texture of the skinsuit. Within seconds, the whole disguise starts radiating that irresistible young guy pheromone cloud .I take another deep breath, letting the scent fill my lungs. Shiiii… even I’m getting turned on by how good it smells…. Now the illusion is almost complete….
But but but…I still have another piece to complete — the voice. A 21 year old guy doesn’t just look and smell like fresh, cocky trouble… he has to sound like it too. That smooth, youthful timbre with just the right hint of cocky swagger and bedroom rasp. The kind that makes dicks twitch the second I open my mouth
I head over to my tech bench, the one cluttered with circuit boards, tiny speakers, and voice modulators I’ve been hacking for years. Time to build something special~
I turn up my voice software, pull up the voice library, and start designing from scratch. I want it deep enough to sound masculine but still boyishly bright. I layer in a light, flirty huskiness…atouch of playful and nasty growl on the low notes, and a little crackle when I get excited or horny. I tweak the pitch until it sits right: young, energetic, but soft, velvety masculine that is just hard to ignore. Then I add subtle pheromone reactive modulation so the voice actually shifts a tiny bit warmer and breathier when my body heat rises. Filthy little detail, but it’s gonna be lethal 😏
I etch the custom chip, solder the micro speaker array, and coat everything in a thin, skin safe adhesive. The finished modulator is tiny, no bigger than a grain of rice with a soft, flexible throat patch that will blend perfectly under the mask’s neck seam. I tilt my head back, stretch the skin at the base of my throat, and press the chip into place. It warms instantly, syncing with the skinsuit’s neural layer. A quick calibration beep vibrates through my neck
“Alright… let’s test this bad boy” I clear my throat or at least try to. My normal, voice comes out first “Hey… testing, one two—” it cracks halfway. The sound warps, pitching up smoothly, smoothing out into something lighter, fresher, younger “—testing… whoa, fuck…” My eyes widen. The new voice is exactly what I wanted. Smooth, cocky, with that playful lilt that screams 21 year old brat who knows exactly how hot he is
I grin and keep going, letting my old voice bleed and melt into the new one on purpose.“Yo, what’s good… you like what you see?” The last word comes out in my old tone for half a second before the chip takes over completely. Deep, flirty, drippin’ in youthful swagger. It sends a shiver straight down my spine.
I squeeze my huge, jiggly, fat pecs and really start playing “Mmmmhmm… you wanna bury your face right here?” My voice cracking once more from old to new before locking in perfectly. The sound is so fucking hot it makes my freshly spent cock twitch again inside the soaked pouch. The modulator handles every filthy syllable flawlessly now. I moan low and long just to hear it, letting the sound roll around the room. Fuuuckk this is my new voice…
“Bet you’d love to slide your dick between these fat tits while I talk you through it…ya? Tell me how bad you want this tight ass…”
I hold my pecs then streeeeetttchhh them upward…. Unghhhmmm…. PPLLOOOOPPP!! They stretch back to my chest…ffuckk!! My cock twitch and spurt a cum immediately
My nipples peak hard against the heavy breast plate, and I can feel my ass clench involuntarily
beep beep beep beeeeeep
Finally, the printer finally beeps, signaling that the face is done. I walk over, open the tray and carefully lift out the freshly printed mask. It feels warm and supple in my hands, the skin texture is insanely realistic. Holy fuckin shit…. Staring back at me is a ridiculously hot younger guy. Those bedroom eyes stare back at me, hollowed, framed by thick brows and long lashes. The plump, curly lips look even more perfect in person.
I put my fingers inside the mouth, feeling the slick wet of the pink tongue and perfectly white teeth. The moment my fingers slide inside, the warm, slick wetness of the perfectly textured pink tongue greets me. Soft, wet, and so lifelike it makes my breath hitch. I run my fingertips along the smooth, perfectly white teeth, feeling the gentle ridges and the way the inner cheeks hug my fingers like a real mouth. The saliva like lubricant built into the mask makes everything glide slickly, warm and inviting….
“Mmmmfff… fuckkkk”
The sensation is overwhelming. My fingers explore deeper, pressing against the squishy tongue, tracing the roof of the mouth, feeling every hype realistic detail. The mask’s micro expressions make my lips pout and stretch naturally around my knuckles. I can’t stop there.My free hand drops down. My huge cock springs out heavily, already thickening from all the teasing. I wrap my fingers around the thick, veiny shaft, which still slick from the earlier mess and guide the fat, bulbous pink head toward the mask’s mouth. I press the swollen tip against the plump lips and slowly push inside…..
“Ohhhhhhhhffff…uckkk….🤤💦”
The mouth stretches open perfectly around the massive girth, the slick tongue curling instinctively against the underside as I slide deeper. The wet heat envelops me inch by inch, the realistic throat giving just enough resistance to feel filthy and tight
“Hnnnghhh….!!😖”
I hold the base of my cock steady and start jerking it slowly right there, fucking my own mask’s mouth with deliberate strokes feeling every ridge of the teeth and the slippery tongue
“Njirrrr… that’s so good…!!” I moan in that smooth in my new voice. The dual sensation is insane my real hand pumping the thick pink cock, the slick, warm mouth sucking and sliding around it, the heavy balls swinging heavily with every thrust. The pheromone cloud from my neck, pecs, and now the musky scent rising off the cock itself creates a thick, heady fog that makes my head spin…. 🤤
I push it deeper, watching in the mirror as my plump lips stretch obscenely around the humongous shaft, a thin string of saliva dripping down the chin. My massive tits bounce softly with the rhythm, the fat ass clenching behind me, and the new voice keeps spilling out broken, horny moans, whimpers
“Mmm… OHHH yeah, take this fat cock… just like that…”
My tucked away real cock throbs hard inside the skinsuit cock, leaking again into the already messy lining. I speed up, jerking harder, fucking the mask’s mouth with shallow, greedy thrusts until my thighs start to tremble
Byuuuurrrrrrttt….!!
“GAHHH💦💦”
The orgasm hits me like a wave, sudden and intense. I bury the humongous pink cock as deep as the mouth allows and cum hard….
Thick spurts pulsing down the simulated throat while my own body shakes and my voice cracks into a high, desperate moan
“Haaahh…haaah…hahh…”
When I finally pull out, the fat pink head glistens with slick, my plump lips stay parted and puffy, a messy string of saliva connecting them to the tip. I’m panting, flushed under the mask, tits heaving, that ridiculous cock still half hard and swinging
“Shit… this is way too fucking dangerous,” I laugh breathlessly. “If I’m this turned on just testing it… those poor guys are gonna get absolutely destroyed tonight”
With a deep breath, I stretch the mask open and start pulling it over my head. The material slides down smoothly, hugging my scalp, my cheeks, my jaw. I carefully align the eye holes, nose, and mouth, then press and smooth everything into place until it seals seamlessly at the neck. Then I hold both of my smooth cheeks so wide and give em a good nghmmm…!! Streeeeeettttchhh….!! From side to side and —— PLOP!! PLOOOPP!!
Fuckkk yaaa that feels good heheheh… 🤪🤤
I step closer to the full length mirror wall, raising both hands to rub my smooth cheeks steadily. The skin feels soft, supple, with that perfect youthful tightness under my fingertips. Damn, ten different faces blended together, and this is what I ended up with. A dangerous hot 21 year old stud staring back at me. I can still taste the faint, salty remnants of my cum lingering inside the mask’s mouth. It makes my tongue glide over the perfectly white teeth as I savor it, a filthy little reminder that turns me on all over again. I lock eyes with my reflection and start eye fucking myself hard. Tilting my head, biting my lower lip, letting my bedroom eyes go heavy and hungry. Every expression feels so natural thanks to the mask’s micro movements. I raise an eyebrow, smirk arrogantly, then flash a bright, boyish grin
YAY I LOOK SO PRETTY!!!
Then I really let go… I slide into a couple of proper goon faces. Eyes rolling back slightly, tongue lolling out just a bit, lips parted in that dumb, horny, brain-melted expression. I push it further “Ngaaahhh~~” full ahegao vibes mixed with pure gooner bliss, crossed eyes, flushed cheeks under the skin, mouth hanging open in a sloppy O while I let out a filthy moan “Fuuuuck… this face can pull the filthiest, hottest goon face ever!”
I hold the nastiest goon expression for a few extra seconds, letting my new voice spill out in a breathy, desperate whimper.
“Shit… if this is what I look like when I’m lost in it… those guys guys are gonna lose their fucking minds”
One….last…..final…adjustment…. 🙏🏽🙏🏽
This bad boy doesn’t just smell like a sexy young stallion from the neck down. That fresh, messy hair has to carry its own filthy little signature too. I want it to scream “just rolled out of bed after jerking off all night”. Clean, sporty, with that warm, boyish scalp musk that makes people weak. I reach for my special hair scent kit. A custom blend I’ve been perfecting: premium hair mist base mixed with my strongest pheromone concentrate. I spritz a generous cloud directly into the roots of my new hair, working it through with my fingers so it sinks into every strand. Another light mist over the ends for that lingering “come closer” effect. I shake my head once, letting the scent bloom
“Fuckkk….”
The moment the warm, silky strands brush my cheeks and the full aroma hits my nose, it’s like a goddamn freight train of pure lust slams into me. It mixes instantly with the body pheromone cloud still rising off my neck, my chest, my cock… turning the whole disguise into one walking, breathing aphrodisiac bomb. I lean in closer to the mirror, my fingers dig deep into a thick lock of hair, then I bring my fingers into my nose and inhale deep long and greedy. Fuuuuck… the overload is instant. The scent floods every sense: warm, cocky, horny, addictive, like I’ve been edged for hours and someone just whispered “cum for me” directly into my skull
”Oh shit… oh my god— 💦💦”
I let out helpless groan rips out of me as my cock erupts Thick, hot ropes pulse out in heavy spurts, soaking the inner lining, no hands needed, just the overwhelming smell of my own perfect disguise pushing me over the edge. My whole body shakes, as I ride the longest, most intense HFO I’ve had in months. The scent keeps rolling over me in waves, milking every last drop while I whimper and gasp like a begging slut. When it finally slows, I’m panting, flushed a stupid, blissed out grin spreading across my face
“Fffuckkkk… hmmmm”
I laugh breathlessly, still sniffing my hair like an addict. “If this smell wrecks me this hard… those guys aren’t gonna stand a chance”
I give my soaked cock a little satisfied pat through the skinsuit, feeling the warm mess shift inside, then strike one last pose in the mirror.
Fuuuuck… this is too much even for me. I’m gonna have guys drooling and begging the second they see and feel me like this…
Alright, now I’m really ready to ruin someone with this new look… 😈
I never imagined my first real experiment would be with Aiden Cruz.
A guy like him—intimidating at first glance, but surprisingly polite—wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I developed the serum. I always thought my first test subject would be some random thug, someone who deserved to have their mind turned into useless mush.
But Aiden? He was different And that’s exactly why I chose him.
It started with a simple tutoring gig. I was a nerdy college student just looking for a side hustle. Science was my thing, and I didn’t mind helping students out for extra cash, especially if they were willing to pay well.
Aiden was a criminology major, and he wasn’t exactly failing, but he needed help with his research paper. The guy was always in the gym, always training, always moving. He wasn’t the type to sit down and write for hours.
So when he found out I was available, he sent me a message.
“Bro, you do tutoring? Need help with this damn research paper. Got cash, just name your price.”
His messages were always short and to the point—just like what you'd expect him to be
That’s when I had the idea.
See, I’d been working on something—a neurological erasure serum. A drug designed to turn a person’s brain into a useless pile of goo while keeping their body fully functional. It started as a theoretical experiment, but curiosity got the best of me. I had finally perfected it.
But I needed a real test subject. Someone strong. Durable.
And Aiden?
He was perfect.
I told him I’d help, but I preferred tutoring at my place; quieter, fewer distractions. Aiden, being the chill guy he was, didn’t even question it.
“Cool, bro. I’ll swing by later.”
That was it. No hesitation. No suspicion.
I prepared everything—set up my laptop, cleaned my desk, and most importantly… spiked his protein shake.
Aiden was a fitness freak. I knew he wouldn’t turn down a supplement boost, so I made it look real—a proper protein mix, just laced with my serum.
When Aiden stepped into my place, I was immediately reminded of how casual yet intimidating he was.
He wore a simple sleeveless shirt and a jacket, thick enough to hint at the muscle underneath. But from a distance, he looked like a typical lean college guy, but up close?
You could tell.
he removed his jacket for his comfort, revealing his muscled arms. His arms were solid, veins lightly visible beneath his skin. His chest pushed against the fabric, and when he moved, his muscles shifted slightly, hinting at power.
He dropped his bag on my floor, glancing around. “Yo, nice place.”
I swallowed. “Uh, thanks.”
He pulled out a chair and sat down, stretching his arms with a sigh. “So, where do we start?”
I cleared my throat. “Uh, you said you’re working on a criminology research paper?”
“Yeah.” He scratched his head. “Shit’s boring as hell, bro. I’d rather be working out.”
I chuckled awkwardly. “Yeah, I figured…”
We actually worked for a while. A couple of hours, even. I helped him structure his arguments, fix up citations, and even explained some of the theories he barely paid attention to in class.
At first, Aiden was restless. His knee bounced under the table, his fingers drummed against his notebook, and he sighed a lot.
But over time, he got into it.
I caught him nodding along, genuinely thinking about what I was saying. It was weird seeing him so focused.
At some point, Aiden leaned back, stretching his arms over his head with a grunt. “Damn, bro… it’s hot as hell in here.”
I blinked. “Uh, is it?”
Aiden fanned himself with his hand. “Shit, man, I dunno if it’s just me, but I’m sweating.”
I hadn’t really noticed—until he pointed it out. There was a sheen of sweat on his arms, making his skin glisten slightly.
Then, without hesitation, Aiden grabbed the hem of his compression shirt and pulled it off.
I swear, for a second, my brain just stopped working.
His torso was… something else.
Lean, yet solid. His pecs were well-defined, his abs sculpted, and his skin smooth except for a light dusting of hair near his lower abdomen.
He sighed in relief, tossing the shirt onto the back of his chair. “Much better.”
I forced myself to look away. “Uh, yeah. I guess it’s a little warm…”
Aiden stretched his arms again, then smirked. “Bet you don’t sweat much, huh? No offense, bro, but you look like you avoid the gym like the plague.”
I laughed nervously. “Y-Yeah, uh… working out isn’t really my thing.”
He grinned. “Man, you should try it. Bet you’d get some gains if you actually trained.”
That’s when the idea hit me.
I hesitated, then casually said, “Actually, I’ve been working on something. A… uh, smart supplement.”
Aiden raised a brow. “Smart supplement?”
I nodded quickly. “Yeah! It’s, uh… a performance enhancer. Helps with muscle recovery and, you know… focus.”
He hummed, thinking. “That so?”
I pulled out the protein shake, heart racing. “Wanna try it?”
Aiden gave it a skeptical look. “You made this?”
“Yeah! It’s just, um… experimental.”
Aiden snorted. “Bro, you tryna turn me into some test monkey?”
I chuckled awkwardly. “N-No! I mean, well, sort of… but not in a bad way! Just, you know, feedback and stuff.”
He sighed, then shrugged. “Eh, screw it. Why not?”
I held my breath as he grabbed the bottle, twisted off the cap, and took a long sip.
At first, nothing happened.
He smacked his lips. “Tastes… kinda weird.”
Then, slowly, his expression changed.
Aiden blinked.
His fingers twitched.
His broad shoulders stiffened.
His breathing hitched.
“Yo…” he muttered, rubbing his temples. “Why’s my head feel heavy…?”
I said nothing.
He exhaled sharply, shifting in his seat. “Bro, this shit hittin’ weird. What was in that?”
His words slurred.
His muscles twitched.
Then, before he could say another word—
His body seized.
Aiden jerked violently, knocking over his chair as he collapsed onto his knees. His hands clawed at his head, his breath turning ragged.
I backed away, eyes wide.
“It’s working…” I whispered.
A deep, wet gurgle left Aiden’s throat. His body convulsed, arms locking up in unnatural positions. Veins bulged, sweat dripping down his temples.
Then came the drool.
Thick, viscous strands leaked from his mouth, trailing down his chin. His lips trembled, his eyes rolling back as his body shook violently.
Then—
The goo.
A dark, gelatinous substance seeped from his ears, trailing down his jaw. His brain; his thoughts, his memories, his intelligence; was melting.
I clutched my chest, my breath shallow. Then Aiden twitched one last time before suddenly going still.
The moment Aiden’s body finally stopped convulsing, the room fell into an eerie silence. His muscular form lay sprawled out on the floor, his limbs twitching slightly as the last remnants of his former self faded away. His eyes were half-lidded, unfocused, his mouth slightly open with a thin trail of drool running down his cheek. The air was thick with a mix of sweat and something darker, something almost unnatural. My heart was still hammering in my chest, but as I took a shaky step toward him, a slow realization settled in—Aiden was mine now.
"Aiden…?" I murmured, kneeling beside him. No response, of course. His head lolled slightly, his lips parting as a low, guttural moan escaped. I watched in fascination, gently nudging his jaw up with my fingers. He was still warm, still breathing, but there was nothing behind those eyes. A shell. A body with no mind. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached for his cheek, pressing against the firm flesh. He felt… real, solid, human. And yet, he wasn’t anymore.
I let out a breath, a mix of exhilaration and unease. "Alright, big guy. Let’s see if you can still move," I whispered to myself, grabbing his broad shoulders and shifting him upright. His muscles were stiff, resisting at first before going slack again. I adjusted my grip, sliding my hands down to his arms and lifting them up, forcing his entire body to follow. With a slow, deliberate motion, I pulled him into a standing position, his legs locking into place like a mannequin being propped up. His head bobbed forward, his lips parting as another sluggish moan slipped from his throat. "Nnngh… uhhn…"
I smirked. "Looks like you still got some sounds in you, huh?" I murmured, tilting his head side to side, watching how his body simply followed my guidance. No resistance. No understanding. Just pure, empty obedience.
I let my fingers trail over Aiden’s thick biceps, feeling the solid muscle beneath my touch. A chuckle escaped me as I pressed into the firmness, kneading and prodding at his arms like examining freshly sculpted marble. "You’re so stiff now… not like before," I murmured, running my hand down to his forearm, then back up to his delts. His muscles barely reacted, holding their shape without any sign of resistance or tension from within.
Aiden’s head wobbled slightly, his lips parting as another sluggish grunt rumbled from his throat. "Uhhhn… huhhh…" His eyes remained blank, completely uncomprehending of what was happening to him.
I pressed a finger into the center of his chest, feeling the warm, sweat-slicked flesh give slightly before bouncing back into place. "Damn, Aiden. You’re really just… nothing now?" I mused, squeezing at his pecs before running my fingers down his firm abdomen. He didn’t react, didn’t shift or acknowledge the attention. His body was there, but Aiden... the person he had been was long gone.
"Nnngh… huhhh…" he exhaled, his chest subtly rising and falling. His fingers twitched faintly at his sides, as though attempting to process the new posture, but no recognition flickered in his vacant eyes.
"Good boy," I murmured, admiring how effortlessly he stood now, completely under my guidance.
"Nngh… uhh…" His lips twitched as another sound rumbled from his throat, a low, clueless grunt. He blinked sluggishly, like his body was just now registering the concept of standing. I chuckled, patting his solid chest. "Now, let’s see how flexible you still are."
I took a step back, admiring how his muscles remained tense, as if locked in place. Slowly, I reached out and grasped his wrist, lifting his arm over his head. His bicep flexed naturally with the movement, the thick muscle taut beneath my fingertips. He made no attempt to resist or even acknowledge the action, only grunting softly as his arm moved. "Mmh… huhh…"
I smirked, giving his bicep a firm squeeze. "Damn, you’re really solid," I muttered, rubbing my fingers along the defined curve of his muscle. I leaned in, inhaling deeply against his exposed underarm. The scent hit me instantly—thick, masculine, heady with sweat. A shiver ran down my spine. "Hah… you smell strong, Aiden. Real strong." I murmured against his skin before dragging my tongue experimentally across the damp flesh. Salty. Musky. Perfect.
Aiden gave another mindless groan, his chest subtly rising and falling as I continued exploring his unresisting form. I trailed my hands down his torso, fingers mapping over every dip and ridge of his sculpted abs. The heat radiating from his body was intoxicating, his skin slick with the remnants of his former effort. My palms glided down to his waist, then back up to his pecs, tracing slow circles around the hardened muscle. Then, with deliberate slowness, my hands drifted lower, sliding down his abdomen, tracing the deep grooves leading toward his shorts. I pressed my palm against the bulge beneath, feeling the weight and heat radiating through the fabric. Aiden let out a sluggish moan, his hips shifting slightly in response to the touch.
"Mmmh… uhhn…" he exhaled, his fingers twitching faintly.
I chuckled, squeezing gently. "That’s a good boy," I murmured, my fingers grazing over the taut fabric of his crotch, testing his responsiveness. His body remained slack, obedient, a sculpted machine waiting for my guidance.
"Tell me, Aiden," I whispered, my fingers pressing firmly against the thick bulge beneath his shorts. "Who owns you now?" I traced slow, deliberate circles over the fabric, feeling the heat radiating from his body.
"Hnnnh… uhhn…" Aiden groaned, his lips parting as he tried to form words, but nothing coherent came out.
"That’s right," I murmured, leaning in close, my breath ghosting over his sweat-slicked skin. "You're mine. Completely mine. Say it. Say who owns you."
"Uhhn… y-you…" Aiden’s voice was weak, broken, the last remnants of his former self dissolving beneath my touch.
I smirked, dragging my fingers up his abdomen, feeling the way his muscles flexed instinctively under my control. "Good boy."
"Mmmh…" Aiden hummed blankly, his fingers twitching slightly as his arms dangled at his sides.
"Let’s get you to pose a little," I mused, grabbing his wrists and guiding his arms into a flexed position. His biceps bulged as I positioned them, his forearms coiling with dense muscle. His broad chest pushed outward, every inch of him sculpted into a perfect display of strength. His lips parted as a low, breathy moan escaped him.
"Uhhn…"
"Yeah, that’s it. Hold that for me." I stepped back, tilting my head as I examined him like an artist inspecting a sculpture. He was perfect. The raw definition of muscle, a body chiseled into peak form—and now completely under my control.
I reached forward again, pressing my fingers against his abdomen, feeling the tautness of his core. I leaned in once more, dragging my tongue along the edge of his obliques, tasting the salt and heat of his sweat. "So good…" I breathed, savoring every inch of my new creation.
Aiden let out another grunt, his muscles twitching slightly under my touch. He didn’t understand what was happening—he didn’t understand anything anymore. He was simply reacting to stimuli, a blank slate for me to shape and command.
"I let my fingers trace his rigid muscles, savoring the way his body barely responded beyond a sluggish twitch. "Tell me, Aiden," I whispered, my hands pressing firmly over his broad chest, feeling the slow rise and fall of his breath. "Who owns you again?"
"Uhhn… y-you…" Aiden groaned, his voice fragile, struggling to shape the words.
"That's right!" I smirked, trailing my hands down his abdomen, teasing along the sculpted ridges of his core. "You're mine. Forever. No more criminology, no more research. Just this. Just you, staying right here, as my perfect, obedient plaything. And tonight… tonight, we’re going to do something wild."
I grinned, stepping back to admire my masterpiece. His empty eyes stared ahead, waiting, unthinking.
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I woke up to the warmth of Aiden’s body beside me, his steady, rhythmic breathing filling the quiet room. A slow smile curled on my lips as I turned onto my side, drinking in the sight of my sleeping toy. His powerful chest rose and fell, his muscles relaxed, his expression blank and peaceful. It was real. He was real. And more importantly—he was mine.
The weight of my accomplishment settled in my chest, a thrill of satisfaction coursing through me. My little experiment had worked flawlessly, and now, Aiden was completely under my control. No thoughts, no resistance; just pure, obedient muscle, waiting for my every command. As I ran a hand over his thick arm, squeezing the bicep that I would soon make even bulkier, a deep sense of responsibility mixed with excitement settled in. Taking care of him, training him, growing him into the ultimate plaything—it was all up to me now. And I was more than ready to embrace it.
It was a sunny afternoon at the high school basketball court, where you could hear the sound of sneakers squeaking and the rhythmic thump of the ball hitting the ground. Sweat covered the skin of every player, but none of them shined quite like Jace. He was a lean, sculpted stud — the kind of jock who made heads turn whether he was stretching his arms above his head, or lifting his shirt to clean the sweat from his face.
Jace rocked a black jersey, a white sweatband keeping his hair out of his eyes, and the kind of muscular arms that made people forget what game they were watching. Each jump, each step, his body flexed effortlessly — and it didn’t go unnoticed.
Watching behind the fence was a chubby nerd. He wore thick glasses and a stretched-out shirt. He wasn’t there for the game. He was there for Jace. Always Jace.
The nerd had watched the jocks play almost every afternoon. The team always ignored him, except for Jace, who sometimes caught him staring.
The guy wasn’t even pretending to hide it — just standing there, staring. Mouth slightly open. Eyes fixed on Jace like he was in love with him.
Jace gave a confused, half-annoyed glance. What was this guy’s deal? But he wasn’t gonna let some creep ruin his training. He went back to driving hard into the lane, dunking, trash-talking with his friends.
Jace glanced back over the fence, but the watcher had disappeared. Weird. He thought.
Then it suddenly hit him. He felt a powerful electric discharge in his head. Mid-dribble, Jace froze. The ball bounced off his hand. His arms went slack. His eyes rolled up, whites showing, and his head tilted back abruptly. For a second, the court noise melted away into silence, his friends looked confused at him.
His body shivered once. Then his eyes dropped back down. He blinked and looked around with a calm expression.
“Dude, are you ok? Thought you were having a seizure” One of his friends asked.
“I’m fine. I gotta hit the bathroom,” he mumbled, almost to himself, then jogged off the court.
Inside the school's small concrete bathroom, Jace leaned against the cold wall, breathing heavily. His head was burning hot.
His hand slowly lifted his jersey, exposing his chiseled, sweat-slick abs. He bit his lip as he looked down at his body with desire. Jace would only look this thirsty when seeing a hot woman, not while looking at his own body.
"I can't believe it, seeing your abs from a first person angle is just so fucking better than seeing from a distance!" Jace said with a wide smile. His other hand tugged the waistband of his shorts forward and peered inside.
"Not so bad Jace boy." His hand slid in, pressing his fingers against his musky balls, now sticky with sweat. He brought his hand back out, sniffing his fingertips, inhaling deeply.
“Mmm… you smell better than I imagined,” he whispered with a smirk. Putting a thumb inside his mouth and sucking his balls' sweat.
He then turned and walked over to one of the stalls. The door creaked open with a shove.
There, slumped on the toilet, was the chubby nerdy stalker— passed out cold. A strange technological headband was around his head with tiny buttons and a green light glowing faintly on one of the buttons. His face was slack and his eyes were completely white.
Jace grinned, stepping inside the stall. “Fuck...” he said, eyeing the guy’s body from head to toe. “Seeing myself in third person really makes me look even more disgusting. No wonder you felt creeped out by me watching you playing. I would too if I ever had a body this perfect... oh wait, I do now." Jace said to himself, lifting his muscular arms and flexing, pressing his nose into the thick sweat pooling under his hairy pits. He groaned, long and deep, then flicked his tongue out and licked his own armpit, savoring the taste.
“Fuck… this body’s ripe… all that running, that heat…” he muttered, licking again, slower, eyes fluttering half shut. “You're so fucking perfect, Jace. I will enjoy every inch of you, and you can't do shit about it, because you're just my meat puppet now.”
Jace pulled his cock out of his shorts, already hard and twitching, and began stroking his 7 Inches cock slowly, still licking and sucking his pits between moans.
“Can’t believe how good your body feels… You’re a fucking goldmine of pheromones,” he hissed, one hand working his shaft while the other explored his muscled chest and abs.
Suddenly, he paused.
His gaze shifted down to his real body — the one slumped on the toilet with the device in his head. His pants were tented, a noticeable bulge growing in the fabric.
Jace chuckled, “That's interesting, it looks like my body still reacts physically to arousal… Well, it makes sense since I'm still inside my real body.”
The nerd wasn't actually inside Jace's body, he was only controlling him like a meat avatar.
Before practice that day, the nerd had arrived early, sneaking into the locker room while it was empty. He found Jace’s locker and replaced his white headband with an identical replica that was actually a technological device in disguise. The device would connect wirelessly to the possession headband he had built for himself. So the nerd was controlling Jace from his own body, he was just receiving the signal from Jace's headband to the headband in his head, allowing him to see and feel everything Jace was feeling.
Then, a smirk curled across Jace’s face. The nerd always fantasized about getting a blowjob from the popular jock, now this was his chance... only this time he would experience it from the jock's perspective.
Jace knelt between the legs of his possessor’s unconscious body and slowly unzipped the small tented pants. He reached inside, fishing out the soft but engorged cock of the overweight young man. It was small, dwarfed by Jace’s muscular hands, but already twitching with need.
“Pathetic little thing,” he chuckled darkly, brushing his thumb along the shaft. “You've been dreaming about getting sucked by a stud like me, weren't you?" Jace teased.
Jace lowered his head towards the exposed cock. Then his lips closed over it — Jace, the jock, now sucking his creepy stalker's cock—The nerd used Jace's tongue to work around the head of his cock as he made Jace take it deeper.
The nerd groaned with pleasure. He could feel everything, both his cock being sucked and the cock in Jace's mouth— the taste of sweat and precum on Jace’s tongue, the overwhelming stimulation coursing through his real semi-unconscious body. It was a complete loop of sensation.
Jace moaned around the shaft, taking it all the way to the root. He bobbed his head faster, saliva dripping down, hands gripping his real body’s fat thighs. The feeling of having his small cock inside Jace’s perfect straight throat and, at the same time controlling his tongue movements, using it to pleasure himself, was pushing him closer to orgasm.
Jace moaned shamelessly, slurping and sucking, He pulled the small cock with a POP sound, “You like this, don’t you, nerd boy?” he mumbled between licks, “My straight jock's lips wrapped around your fat loser’s cock." Jace’s hands went to his nipples as he continued the blowjob, tasting every inch, feeling the dual pleasure skyrocket. His fingers pinched his nipples hard, twisting them as he buried his handsome face in the overweight nerd's hairy crotch.
His real body’s cock pulsed, leaking. And Jace, with a wicked grin, sucked harder. The nerd could feel it — both bodies reaching their edge at the same time.
“Fuck—here it comes,” The nerd thought, still playing with Jace's nipples when it hit. Jace’s body tensed and erupted, thick ropes of cum splattering onto the bathroom floor. At the exact same moment, the nerd's real body spasmed, the small cock twitching and shooting a sticky load directly into Jace’s hungry mouth.
He moaned through the orgasm, feeling the climax from both bodies hit his mind like a tidal wave. His throat swallowed instinctively as he licked the last drops from his lips like a slut.
He stood, wiping his mouth and breathing heavily, glancing down at his fat spent body.
"Thank you for letting me suck your superior cock and taste your delicious cum, Master," Jace said and then started laughing. "I really can make you say anything I want."
Jace's hand reached up and pressed the side of his headband. His eyes suddenly rolled back and his arms felt limply to his sides. The green light from the helmet turned red and the nerd's eyes opened — he stood up slowly, pants still unzipped, a grin on his face.
He walked towards Jace who was standing with his eyes white and mouth agape.
The nerd lifted both of Jace's arms and started worshiping his armpits. It was mostly clean by now, only wet by Jace's saliva from his previous self-worship. But that was not the same as tasting it with his real mouth.
“From now on, you will never take your headband off. You will protect it with your life. The headband is now fused to your brain, if it ever comes out, you will stop working.”
“Command received.”
He then gave Jace's shaft a few strokes before putting it back inside his shorts, licking his cum covered fingers clean. He then tapped the back of Jace's headband, and Jace's eyes went back to normal, but only the nerd could detect the lifelessness behind them.
“Autopilot mode activated.” Jace spoke like a robot.
“Great. Go back to your practice, find me later after school, I want to take your body for another ride later. So you better make yourself extra sweaty.”
This story is about My best friend and Me. Our friendship was begun at elementary school. He’s sitting next to me. Then, he became my first friend at school. We even shared our secrets to strengthen our bond. We have been being chair mate until high school. He is the best friend I ever had. He always cheers me up when I was upset, he helps me to solve my problem and shares happiness to each other. Since we have been doing everything together, all of my family members known him well already. He is an only child in his family. He used to live with his father since his mother passed away while he’s still a toddler. Even so, we are still in joy together.
But one day, I got terrible news. His father got into a car accident on the way home and passed away. I pity him so much. He often comes to my house after that event. He will cry and mourn his lost. He didn’t have any relatives left in his life. I am so desperate to know that he’ll live at orphanage.
After few weeks, I was so excited to tell him something. I asked him to meet me. I have been waiting for long time in the living room until my brothers came in and said,
“Hey bro, your friend is coming over”
After he finished his sentence, my best friend appeared after him. He was so excited to meet me, he run towards me and hug me tightly. Opps… I almost forgot to introduce my best friend. He’s Andi anyway.
“Guess, I better leave you two alone by now, I’ll go back to my room. Don’t disturb me bro” my brother said and went away.
“What are you gonna tell me to, Reza?” he asked.
I grabbed his hand and brought him to my room rapidly. Then, I locked the door.
“What are you doing? by the way, I saw your father in the garden when I passed by, Is he working out?”
“Yeah.. He is working out at home now; all the gym was closed recently. So he is working out all by himself in the garden with the tools he got before. My older brother does the same too, but he’s doing it in his room”
“Okay, What are you going to do then?”
“Well.. you’ll see soon. Drinks this potion, now” I gave him a bottle of weird potion. He looked so confused about it.
“What’s this?” he said with curious face.
“Trust me, Andi. We are best friend, aren’t we? Trust me!”
“O..Okay ”, Andi replied.
Then, he took the potion and drunk all of it.
“So…What else?”
“Just wait”
After waiting for about 5 minutes, Suddenly, Andi’s body was shining and turning invisible like a ghost. He’s so excited with it and bloated around my room.
“Wow! What did you do to me, Za?”
“I bought this potion to make you transform into a ghost. So you can……” before i completed my word, he flew out of my room and went ahead to my brother’s room.
“Hey! What are you doing?” He didn’t listen to me at all; he’s flying through my brother’s room and entering it easily. I’m afraid that he will be mad if I made such a noise. So I sneaked over my brother’s room. I saw my brother’s sleeping only using his short and Andi was there, floating above his body.
“Andi! What are you doing?” I was whispering.
“Watch this!”,Andi said. Then, he’s diving and entering my brother’s mouth forcefully. Soon my brother’s stomach puffed up while Andi entering his body. Finally, all of Andi’s ghost form entered his mouth already. That inflated stomach returned back to its regular size. After that, my brother opened his eyes and sat on the bed. He looked at his hands and feet, his face was so happy seeing that. He began to touch his hard abs and flexed his muscles in front of me. Then, he stared at me.
“Brother, what are you doing?” I asked curiously.
“Hahahaha, It’s me bro! Andi” he said it using my brother’s manly voice. I couldn’t believe that my friend has possessing my brother. He acted like it’s his own body, he even doesn’t care about whose body it is at all. Cause he’s in control right now.
“Oh gosh, your brother’s body is so sexy and hot bro! I think I’m horny right now, his dick was tightened up right now! Do you want to see this? Do you mind if I jerking off this beef in front of you?” he said .
“No way, bro! You should go to the bathroom and jerking off there” I replied.
Then, he walked into the bathroom and locked it, while I was sitting in my brother’s bed. I could hear that Andi was moaning using my brother’s voice. He got so excited much more. After that, he went out from the bathroom, his body is covered by his own cum. That’s made me furious.
“Andi! Clean yourself now! That’s gross” I said.
He just grinning and walking back to the bathroom again. After a long time waiting, he’ showering , he came out wearing the different shorts and took a chair towards me and sat on it.
“Bro, you can’t believe what I just done inside there. Your brother’s dick is so long and massive! I can’t resist to jerking off more than once in his body. Even his cum is so delightful, you should have tasted it before. Look at my body now bro! This body is filled with muscles. I bet your brother is working hard to get this sexy body” he said while pointing his fingers around his body.
“Actually, I want you become a ghost. So that you can stay in my house. Accompanying me. I didn’t know if you even can do that, I was amazed "I said.
"Well.. Actually, this body is really suitable for my new body. We can try sibling’s relationship, but I have another plan that might be better . By the way look this selfie i got when i was in bathroom” he said and show me his mirror selfie in the bathroom
“wow , bro . he is so sexy , i never know that ” I said
“ so whats you plan next “ i asked
he keep quiet .Then he flew out of my brother’s body through his mouth and started to fly around the house , so my brother body is collapse to the floor. i didn’t care about that cause he will wake up by himself . I start to follow my friend , I didn’t want him to make any stupid moves. He seemed searching for someone in the garden. He’s been upset, but he didn’t give up. He kept searching. He stopped in the living room. He found his target was going to get into the bathroom, it’s my dad. He has been in the living room after he workout in the garden.
Then my fathers walked into the bathroom and closed the door and showering. Andi’s following after him. I just was waiting in front of the bathroom. Suddenly, my friend’s head was popping out from bathroom door, that’s frightened me out.
“Hey bro, come in! You might want to see this. It’s not locked and your father already in the shower, so he won’t notice your existence”
I entered the bathroom stealthy as he told me. When I already inside, my father noticed that there’s someone entering the bathroom.
“Reza, is that you?” my father asked while showering.
“Yeah dad, i am just going to pee” I answered.
Then my dad’s continued his showering. Cleaned his body, his hair and his dick too. My friend gave me a sign that he’s ready to enter. So he started to go inside the shower, he’s floating right in front of my father but he couldn’t see him. Then my friend flew inside to his mouth,that gave him a shock sensation. He stopped showering, tried to push that things out from his mouth. But, my friend’s ghost form already half of it and he also pushed it harder. After that, my friend already reached into my father’s throat and my father accidentally just swallowed it. He feels a breeze around his throat , then he felt that things already spread over inside his abs . I watched him in horror outside while my father was being possessed by my best friend.
I saw from outside that my father began to calm. Then, he’s getting out of the shower nakedly and giving a big grin.
“Possession complete” he said.
“Here, take this towel, dry your body off” I gave him a towel.
My father began to dry himself and covered his waist with the towel. Then he began to see his reflection on the mirror, he checked his face and began to rub his wooden abs and flexed it up in front of the mirror.
“Oh great bro, your father’s body is even sexier and bigger than your brother” he said.
“I know right, you have taken over my father body. So, you will be my father for now?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’ll be your father from now on. But, we are still best friend even I have your father body, aren’t we?” he said
“Ok then, let’s get out of here”
Andi who’s inside my father’s body and me went out from the bathroom. Suddenly, my mother approached us and went into a lustful kiss to my ‘father’.
“I’m home, babe. Maybe we can do something private alone” she said while rubbing my father abs.
Andi nodded vigorously. He gave me a sign that I should leave them alone. Then, I left them alone, from a distance; I was watching my friend carrying my mother and bringing her to their own bedroom and having sex then.
Well, I think my best friend didn’t feel desperate anymore. He got his happiness already and stayed with me even if he is in my father’s body forever. He must be so happy now having my father’s handsome face and muscular body. He even can have sex with my mother. He is might be look like my father , but exactly…. he is still my best friend
So, I landed at the airport of Jakarta, Indonesia and I checked into my hotel. I was a day early for my tourism conference at the same hotel where I was staying at, so I had absolutely nothing else to do for the rest of the afternoon. So, I decided to change into my t-shirt and shorts and to just go out for a casual stroll around the downtown area.
I came across a park with lots of sports facilities which were free and open to the public. There was a soccer field, a baseball field, and there were tennis courts. There was also a badminton court, and a large crowd was forming there, as several teens were hanging around and looking on while a few men were playing an exhibition match on the court using their small, thin racquets and the thin, white, plastic bird that they hit around during this sport.
I later found out that the plastic thing was called a shuttlecock, since it was shaped like a ball with feathers on one side. The two men were playing a singles match on the court with a net suspended between them, much like tennis, but the net was suspended above the ground.
After the first match was over, all the teens ran up to this one player, who was there. He was famous, for some reason. He stood there and signed a few autographed photos. One boy walked past me, with a sad look on his face.
“Aww…. Jonatan didn’t stay long enough to sign my photo! That sucks!” he grumbled.
“Who? Who are you talking about?” I asked the kid.
“He’s Jonatan Christie! He’s a famous badminton player! He only signed three pictures and then he walked away!” the boy sighed. He almost started to cry. “He walked into the hotel because he was too tired or something. That sucks!”
I looked over and realized that the badminton player was staying at the same hotel as me! So, I was going to run into him for sure. I walked towards the hotel entrance, which was right across the street from the park, and I entered through the glass doors where I spotted him, talking to his agent. He was telling him that he was feeling tired and he wanted to rest for the day, even though he had a bunch of fans waiting for him outside.
I decided to use my body swap power on him and to shake his hand.
“Hi, Jonatan? I’m a fan! Nice to meet you!” I said as I walked up to him. I extended my hand for a handshake. Since I wasn’t just some kid off the street, he had to acknowledge me and shake my hand.
Right away, my own body disappeared, and I took over his body. I entered his body and took control. I looked down and realized I now owned his nice, athletic, Indonesian body. He had short, muscular legs and long arms and a nice smile on his face.
I decided to take off his clothes and admiring his muscular body “Woah, this body is awesome”
“I’m going back to the park for a few minutes” I said using Jonatan’s voice as I walked back to the badminton court, where all the kids were still walking around.
“Jonatan! Oh, look! Jonatan came back!” the kids shouted as I approached them. They all shouted as they ran up to me, carrying pictures in their hands.
I stopped and grabbed a black marker from a table and started to sign my name on the bottom right corner of all the photos of me, that all the kids held in front of me. I even saw the same boy, who was complaining earlier that Jonatan had abandoned him. He was very happy now.
After fifteen minutes had passed, I had signed every single autographed photo that was there, and all the kids were happy. They all left or walked around, hoping to catch glimpses of other badminton stars.
That’s when Kevin Sanjaya walked past me, with more kids chasing him, but Kevin just walked away. He marched towards the hotel and said that he was in a hurry to meet with his girlfriend. I saw that I figured he needed to spend more time with his fans, first.
“Excuse me, Kevin?” I shouted at him.
“Hey, Jonatan” he replied.
I walked up to him and shook his hand. Right away, I left Jonatan’s body and I entered Kevin’s body, making him blink for a moment.
“Umm… I need to go back to my fans for a moment…” I made Kevin say as Jonatan just walked back to the hotel.
“Hey! Kevin’s coming back! Both Jonatan and Kevin are so cool!” the kids cheered as I made Kevin walk back to the park, where he signed some more of his pictures, much to the delight of the kids who were there.
Finally, after ten minutes had passed, I returned Kevin back to the hotel, passing in front of the large mirror in the hotel lobby. I couldn’t help but grin as I saw how handsome my body was, since I now possessed the body of a cute, young, athletic badminton player.
this feeling making this kid cock tense. this making me so horny so i can resist my desire . so i try to take-off this clothes all off it , until this body naked. then i took out his cock from his boxer and start stroking it , in front off the mirror . then the white liquid get shoot from his cock to all over the place . i feel so relieved. then i clean up the mess i made in this body.
after that, I made Kevin sit down in a lounge chair before I left his body and my old body appeared standing behind him, back in the hotel. I was getting tired of doing two body swaps in a row, so I retreated to my own hotel room for the rest of the evening.
I had enough fun for the night as two badminton players, signing autographs for kids all night long. I enjoyed playing famous badminton players and possessing their bodies. But it was also exhausting. I got in bed and I fell asleep right away. I just wondered what kind of nice, handsome body I would possess the next day during my short stay in Indonesia.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
I am one of the “number-one fans” of Radit. I stalked him everyday in real life or online. I couldn’t help myself but admire him from head to toe. There are times I dreamt of being in his body and doing photoshoots.
But recently, I lost my only job because of my absences. Without money, I cannot do what makes me feel happy. Until I become desperate… I want to be in his side permanently. I have read various possession stories on this online shop which also sells charms which would allow me to do the said trick. I don’t mind being a passenger in his body as long as I’m with him forever. Besides, I don’t have anyone to be left behind. So I ordered the “spectator” charm with my remaining money and received it today.
I drew a magic circle in the middle of the room as instructed by the manual. I have tried many times to perfect it since the better the drawing the higher chance of success. I read the chant in the manual aloud. I don’t care if the neighbors thought me crazy. I’m leaving this life now and enjoy a life with my precious Radit.
My vision went dark for a almost a minute, then Radit opened up his eyes. He was standing in front of the gym’s mirror. It’s a success! Woo!
Radit’s mouth let out a loud noise catching the other members’ attention for a second. But his body remain standing emotionless.
Wait, something’s wrong here. Did they just here me shout? I try raising Radit’s hands and it follow. What the – I’m controlling his body! I’m supposed to be just a spectator not the actual person.
I run away from the mirror towards a door I think is the restroom. I made a mistake. Did I accidentally kill him? Or did we just swap bodies? Where is his soul now? These questions clouded my mind.
Then I decided to call my phone number with his phone. Someone answered it and told me that my body is confusedly running out of the apartment before falling down the stairs, and they’re bringing my body to the nearest hospital. I cannot speak back and ended the call. He’s alive! In my body! I’m glad I did’t accidentally kill him but I’m worried about the injuries and pain he suffered in my frail body. I need to visit the hospital but first I need to clean off this sweaty body.
Using my knowledge of him, I remembered his gym locker and checked on his belongings. I am extremely turned on as I sniff his shirt. I know that the situation is dire but I cannot stop this body and myself. I felt a sudden surge of youthful strength flowing throughout his ripped body. I’ve seen it many times but touching his abs with his own hands gives me more pleasure. It is a complete new feeling as I was skinny since childhood. I take my time caressing every part of this hunk body until I could see his hard cock through his gym shorts. I could feel precum leaking from its tip so I decided to run to one of the shower cubicle. This is so hot!
I removed his gym shorts and underwear and was greeted with a well-endowed pecker. I placed his phone somewhere it won’t get wet and recorded a video. Being incredibly euphoric, I masturbated as water flows down his body. I reach his arsehole with his left hand and push its middle finger inside. I can say that he has good stamina as I’ve been pumping for more than ten minutes.
Few minutes more, I shoot streams of cum everywhere. With his right hand, I scoop some and put it in my mouth. It tastes sweet, must be his good diet. I finished cleaning his entire body and put on his tight underwear and his casual clothes. I brought his bag with his wallet and phone.
I need to hurry since I wasted an hour admiring his body. Going to the hospital with such popular face will surely cause some unwanted attention, so I decided to buy a pair of eyeglasses and a hat to hide his face.
Once in the hospital, I asked the help desk immediately and check on Radit in my body. My body with life support is resting in one of the rooms. The doctor arrived and I pretended as a cousin which I really don’t have. He told me that there was an internal bleeding in my head which results to a comatose. Whether my body will survive or not is currently unknown. The doctor left and I was in tears. I only thought having little bruises on the arm and probably a fracture but this is worse.
Radit is alive but under a dead-or-alive situation in my body. I don’t know what should I do. I didn’t plan to ruin his life. I fell asleep crying on the couch and woke up hoping he regained consciousness, but he remained sleeping.
I decided to leave for now and go to my apartment. I should check the manual to reverse this body swap when things get okay. There were stains of my body’s blood in the stairs. Tears started to drench my face once again. I took one of my spare keys under the planter outside my apartment. I make sure that no one’s around and open the door. There’s no CCTV in the building so I don’t have to worry about that.
Once inside, I quickly pick up the charm’s manual. Nothing about reversing the spell is written there. Hoping for a response, I pulled out Radit’s phone and contacted the online shop. I explained what happened without revealing my current identity. And goodness, they replied right away. The body swap spell is reversible after a month, but that duration increases for another month whenever the user masturbates and releases pleasure inside the target’s body. They even apologized for the mistake on their end and offered a compensation. Thank goodness I can still correct my mistake.
My only concern now is how long will it take my body to recover. While waiting, I need to act like Radit and play along in his every day life. Sounds easy since I almost knew everything about him but I’m worried of getting use to it. Plus, I need to control his body’s horniness and to prevent myself from masturbating from time to time. I sighed as I start groping his hardening cock. This will be a challenge and is my fault.
The soft glow of the bedside lamp bathed the modest rented room in warm amber. Rian sat propped against the worn wooden headboard, his damp black hair falling messily over his forehead. He wears nothing but a pair of loose gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, the thin fabric doing little to hide the sculpted lines of his body. A light sheen of sweat still glistened across his chest and abs.
To the world, Rian is the perfect good boy—polite, soft-spoken, always ready with a shy smile and a helping hand. The kind of young man neighbors praised as “anak baik” who would never dream of anything improper.
But deep inside that flawless, tempting body, something far darker lurked.
Old Pak Jaya, a retired 68-year-old widower from the same kampung, had been dead for three months. Or at least, his body had. His mind, however, had found a new home—sliding into the young, virile form of Rian during a freak accident at the neighborhood prayer hall. No one suspected a thing. The boy’s family simply thought their son had “matured overnight,” becoming more confident, more disciplined… and strangely eager to spend time alone in his room.
Right now, Pak Jaya is the one in full control, lounging in Rian’s perfect skin like it's the finest luxury he’d ever stolen.
He runs a wrinkled soul’s gaze over the reflection in the small mirror: those broad shoulders, the tight six-pack glistening with sweat, the deep V-line disappearing into the sweatpants. A low, raspy chuckle—inaudible to anyone else—echoed only in his stolen mind.
“Still can’t believe this body is mine,” the old pervert whispered internally, voice thick with decades of suppressed lust. His (Rian’s) hand slowly trailed down the smooth, muscular chest, fingers deliberately circling one nipple, then sliding lower to trace the ridges of the abs he now owned. The sensation of young, firm flesh under his command sent a filthy thrill through what remained of his old soul.
Outside, Rian’s face still wears that innocent, boyish smile—bright eyes crinkling gently, lips curved in harmless charm. No one will ever guess that behind those eyes sit a dirty old man who spent hours every night exploring every inch of this stolen temple of youth. Touching, squeezing, admiring the way the muscles flexed and the skin flushed under his control. The devil’s temptation isn’t the body itself… it's the lecherous mind puppeteering it from within.
Pak Jaya flexed Rian’s biceps experimentally, watching the vein pop under the smooth skin, then let the hand drift even lower, tugging at the waistband of the sweatpants with shameless greed.
“Good boy on the outside,” he thought with a wicked internal grin, already feeling the familiar heat building. “But this old pervert is the one holding the reins. And tonight… I think I’ll play with my new toy a little longer.”
The innocent smile never left Rian’s face as the old man inside reveled in his secret, sinful control.
