The Vault of Masquerades

[unexpected-possessions]

[mr2swap]

Dad was right, being a man is the best.

Your father and your boyfriend's father intend to teach you a lesson about what it means to be a real man by swapping bodies for a year at university and forcing you to sweat in the sun on construction jobs, while they take the opportunity they never had. This is the worst thing that could have happened to you… or is it?

Dad was right, being a man is the best.

Mr2 swap added a post for members!

[shootingstarwritings]

Body-a-Day Challenge Master Post

Day 1: Smoke

Day 2: Orb

Day 3: Blood

Day 4: Beach

Day 5: Revenge

Day 6: Mirror

Day 7: Football (I know it says Day 8, that's a mistake)

Day 8: Wash

Day 9: School

Day 10: Table

Day 11: Studies

Day 12: Six

Day 13: Money

Day 14: Battery

Day 15: Son

Day 16: Shadow

Day 17: Foam

Day 18: Pot-Bellied

Day 19: Dad

Day 20: Wave

Day 21: Electricity

Day 22: Satisfied

Day 23: Want

Day 24: Sports

Day 25: Choice

Day 26: Ice

Day 27: Closet

Day 28: Whole

Day 29: Ancient

Day 30: Pecs

[malebodyswap45]

Time Out

I did all things right. It was Ethan that proposed to switch bodies. The stress at work was too high and he needed some deserved vacations. However, if he took some days off, his reputation with leadership would be tarnished. He couldn't leave during such high stakes negotiations. But if his right hand disappeared, nobody would raise an eyebrow. For him, it was the perfect plan. At the end of the day, I have worked closely on the project, so he was certain that I could handle things perfectly. The switch was a win-win situation. He could relax and I can enjoy his hunky body. He knew that I was gay. He knew what I was going to do during his time out. But he was chill and didn't mind. 

However, I voiced my concern. The trip was too tight. The coin is only useful for five days, afterwards the switch becomes a permanent one. I told him that he was leaving just 3 hours, from the moment he arrived to the time of switching back. He told me to relax and I still followed the plan. As I told you, I did all the things right. It's not my fault that the airplane got delayed. It's not my fault that there was so much traffic in the city. I would not lie to you. I did not insist that my boss change his schedule. There is no denying, deep down this is what I always wanted. So look at me. I am the new Ethan. Fuck it, my life, from now on, is going to be awesome.

[malebodyswap45]

New Chances

I looked from afar as the police took away that homeless man. I heard some people whispering, calling him disgusting or lunatic, celebrating that there  was one less drug addict on the streets. But that couldn't be any farther from the truth. I never choose to live on the streets. It was one bad financial decision that snowballed me to this situation. Sure, I feel a bit bad for the guy that I switch bodies with. He was just walking around. I didn't know anything about him, there was no particular reason that I chose him. Just that I was desperate to try to get out of my situation and no one was willing to help. Well, I hope my story will be different inside this flesh. I promise you, I would not make the same mistakes.

[malebodyswap45]

In the know

“Hi Alex, what happened to your arm?” Amy asked me.

“This… this is nothing… just a scratch”

“You went for a long walk?”

“Yeah… I just needed some air”

“You were gone for almost six hours”

“Really? Wow, I really lost track of time”

“Have you seen Toby”

“He was heading home, right?”

She stared at me for several seconds. Then she walked away. She was clearly mad. She is a smart girl and was able to connect the dots. Yeah, she knows that I knocked out Alex in the woods and switched bodies with him. It doesn't matter if she knows the truth, no one would ever believe her that I stole the body of her soon to be ex boyfriend.

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[malebodyswap45]

The Date

It all started as a joke. I have not been on a date for a long time. It was just hard to get anything going. Yeah, I became desperate. I just wanted to have some connection. That is why I decided to change my profile and use photos of Steve, my roommate. I know it was wrong. I am against catfishing in principle. I really do. However, the rush of getting likes, having conversations… man, I couldn’t resist. Also, I was certain that Steve would not care. The guy had everything… the face, the money… he could have any girl that he wanted. But no, instead all his focus was on his career. So I adjusted my profile with some photos of Steve’s instagram. Steve on a fancy dinner, Steve showing all his body at a pool, him playing with little puppies. Each photo selected to improve my chance of success. As expected, I started matching with so many girls. It was awesome. Yeah, conversations were dull, superficial at best but that was until I started talking with Mary.

What can I say of Mary, she was everything that I ever wanted. Smart, beautiful, and with a lot of personality. We were without a doubt a match made in heaven. That is why it was so heartbreaking when she started asking me that we should meet and get our online relationship to the next level. I didn't know what to do. If I tell the truth, I was going to lose her forever. If I told Steve what I have done, he would kill me. I was completely lost, but gladfully I found a potential. Yeah, I wasn't thinking when I bought that ring from a wiccan store. Sure, the power of possession sounded crazy. But it was worth giving it a shot. 

That day I walked to my apartment and waited for Steve to arrive home. It was an instant action. He entered the room, I put the ring on my finger and the moment that our eyes met, my soul was projected into his body. It was weird, it felt weird… but also it felt right. I could only laugh at the realization that I was now controlling the body of my roommate. Of course, I dedicated the next hours exploring my new flesh. I was able to fully contemplate his awesome tattoos, flex his arms and admire every single inch of his muscular frame. At the end, I just took a long shower, put on one of Steve’s attires and headed to the restaurant. I sat on the table extremely nervous, but I was certain that this date was going to be awesome.

Sadly, I was wrong. The date was a mess. It was horrible. Yeah, all the magic that we had while online chatting disappeared the moment that we stood in front of each other. I don't know what it was. Her annoying laugh, her horrible sense of fashion, or her obnoxious throwing of random facts of everything that we did. I don’t know… it just didn’t work. However, that was not the worst thing that happened that day. I reversed the possession and Steve remembered every bit of it. 

I panicked. I tell him everything. About the fake profile, about the ring, about Mary. The guilt of what I have done got to me. I fucking cried in front of my friend. I begged him for forgiveness, I begged him for a second chance. I was expecting that he was going to yell at me. I was expecting that he was going to punch me or, at least, to give me the silent treatment. But no, he just told me that he loved to be possessed, that he just got horny by the idea of being controlled by someone. It was a surreal reaction, definitely not what I was expecting. Did I just wake up to some weird fetish on my friend? He then proceeded to ask me to be possessed again. No! He begged for it. It was his desire, so I followed his orders. I just grabbed the ring and took over his flesh for a second time.

Sure, I enjoyed the first couple of times that I possessed my friend. He asked me to go to the gym as him, which was super fun. He then asked me to go to several social events, which again, I enjoyed. However, then he asked me to go to his work, and family reunions, and so many other shit. Sure, I did some of that stuff… but it was starting to get annoying. Yeah, I possessed him because I wanted to be with a girl, my drive was to get laid once… not because I really wanted to be him. But for him… I don’t know… he was obsessed. I couldn’t handle it. So I decided that it was time that Steve and I went on different paths. We would always be friends, he was my best roommate, but I cannot fulfill his kink of being possessed. 

Steve was sad when I told him that I was moving away to another city. He was extremely supportive, he just asked me a favor… one last possession. It was annoying but I was willing to comply. I entered his body and immediately felt some pain at the back of my shoulder. I went to the restroom and tried to see my back, that is when I saw a new tattoo… I immediately recognized the sigil, it was made of wiccan symbols. That is the moment that I started to freak out. I tried to get out of Steve’s flesh but the magic was not working. The bastard tricked me… he sealed me inside his flesh. Shit! I am an idiot… I trusted Steve… now I would be him for the rest of our lives. Maybe in the long term it will not be so bad, but believe me, this was never my plan. 

[shadowfoxmask]

oh a old favorite got some updates

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[thirsty-lakedream]

The Best Work Uniform

I've had my fair share of crappy work uniforms. When I worked at the corndog stand at the mall, they made me wear a lame striped shirt with a matching dorky hat. My last job as a server, they made everyone wear a giant sparkly name tag that lit up in bright letters. And the worst of them all was when I had to dress up as the giant dancing rat as a pizza place's mascot to entertain the customers. But unlike all of those, I very much enjoy my new job's uniform. Honestly its the best part of the job.

When I got hired at Alphalete, I didn't think I'd really fit into the culture. The gym was full of heavily muscled bros who looked like they work out for a living. Not only were the customers all jacked, but the employees themselves were an army of Spartan soldiers, looking ready for combat with their chiseled bodies. Honestly, while I was being interviewed, I had to put all my focus on the job ahead to not get distracted by the interviewer's massive set pecs poking from his collared shirt. So much more different than my more slender, untoned body. Compared to them, I was a stick with no muscles that could break with the slightest push. Even though I was sure I bombed it, the next day I got the call and the job was mine.

Going in on my first day, I had no idea what was in store. They told me to wear 'casual clothing' cause a uniform would be provided. When I arrived, a man similar to my physiche was there waiting for me. His messy brown hair and the way it looked like the shirt he was wearing was two sizes too large gave me a breath of relief; not everyone who worked here was some muscled adonis. He greeted me like we had met, but I had never seen his face before. Still, he asked me to follow him to the back, where he would show me my uniform.

"Today, we have you on a probationary period as you get used to the training and services we offer. Your job is to give simple guidance to the folks here, offer spotting, and familiarize yourself with the facilities." As he led me through the area accessible only to employees, I pondered how I would be able to help anyone lifting weights that were probably heavier than me. We finally arrived at a door labeled uniforms, and as I followed him inside, I was shocked to find walls of racks, hang upon them were what looked like naked heavy-set muscled bodies.

I was about to run away in terror when the guy next to me smiled, "No need to fret, they are not real people or anything! These are just the company-issued uniforms." It took me a moment to calm down and hear him out. Apparently, the secret of this gym is that not all the trainers and instructors who work here are strong in the traditional sense. As a motivator for the customers to reach their goals, all the employees wore these high-tech silicone bodysuits built with strength enhancers. That way, the gym can hire anyone regardless of body limitations, and the customers are more motivated to return. As he was saying that, the person demonstrated slipping on the suit and accompanying handsome mask, turning into the buff interviewer I had met before! His shirt now fit his new body, hugging the chest with his pepperoni-nipples poking through the fabric.

He pointed towards someone sitting passively on a chair. From his blank stare at the wall and lack of movement, I concluded that this was another uniform. "Here, this suit has just come in, just like you! Standard issue trainer body. Should allow you to perform all the tasks you need for your first day."

As I stared at the handsome man waiting for me to arrive, the red 'Alphalete' shirt and Under Armour compression pants barely containing the shredded muscles underneath, I couldn't help but smile hungrily. This, for sure, would be the Best Work Uniform I've ever gotten to wear.

(Part 1, might continue if you guys enjoy)

[shadowfoxmask]

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[hauntedestheart]

Loving your work and I’m excited for your next story! Did you ever read Lady Ann’s Holiday by Emma Finn? An excellent period set (a rarity in the genre) body swap novel about a wealthy young woman Lady Ann swapping with her lowly, rough stable hand Burt. Lots of narrative and character development, and a good amount of steamy parts as well. Definitely worth a read if you haven’t already. You can find it on her Blogspot or Fictionmania, or Kindle. Keen to see what you come up with next.

I have! Very well written piece of transformative fiction, I just wish it wasn't so... heterosexual! I remember reading stories like this as a dumb youngster interested in tf and wondering why they always focused on the "female" characters, not realizing that the thing that was so appealing about the stories to me was like the opposite of what those writers were into.

Actually, it's interesting how M2F/F2F and F2M/M2M occupy such wildly different worlds with so little overlap despite having so much in common- but I guess the major difference between the two is a pretty big one. In a way I'm kinda jealous of how much more "mainstream" M2F is, though I think that's mainly because porn sexualizing the female body has a much bigger market share in general (and I think it's easier for people to wrap their heads around than M2M).

I do like reading older TG stories on Fictionmania just as literature though because they are very charming and are a foundational part of online kink fiction history; it can be very humbling to look at the dates on some of these stories and see how deep the history of the community runs. These TG fiction sites were so important for a lot of trans women and I really admire the way they were able to carve these spaces out when the web was in its infancy.

Older stories also have a special appeal because writing conventions were different back in the day before the fast content age of the internet, emulating romance novels rather than... whatever we're doing today, and there's something almost sweet about the way a lot of them handle ideas of gender and luxuriate in their fantasies. This in particular really clicked for me when I watched the film Vegas In Space, a no-budget gender bending '80s sci-fi flick made by drag queens, trans women, faggots, and lesbians, and I was like oh! They're speaking the same language as the stories, and that is a language we've sort of lost.

Anyways, here's a link to the author's Fictionmania page for anyone who might want to check it out Lady Ann's Holiday. And while I'm here, here's a few more great FxM stories from the site:

"Spider Man" by Missy Crystal (very in-depth exploration of a single F2M transformation with pleasantly little focus on sex with women)

"Morphic Adaption Unit: The Other Side Of The Fence" by Mr. 20 Inch Biceps (Multi-part epic about some women who get a machine that lets them turn into men and they try out a bunch of different bodies, and there's even a gay male section! Briefly, but still.)

"Frenemy Switch" by Switch-guy (Part of a series about a couple who get a body swapping machine and start to use it recreationally, this installment is about the husband having his body stolen by the wife's rival. Very strange, old fashioned writing, but in an intriguing way.)

"I Wanna Snog Brian Storm" by FaceTheStrange (explicitly gay story by @dixonzhane, master of FtM)

"Gender Studies, Redux" & "The Ol' Head Swapping Trick" by Kayooger (love this author's style and character work, and the interesting way they handle "incomplete" swaps)

"The Tenant" by BobH (A young hunk has his body stolen by his old landlady- told from the perspective of the landlady, this is actually a spinoff of another story called "The Landlord" that shows the tale from the other side.)

"Workout" by Liam Slade (Woman becomes a man to steal her ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend.)

"Working Man" by FoxFace (Reality alteration story about a mean woman being turned into a day laborer.)

[malebodyswap45]

The Job

Stubborn, that is how I will define most American farmers. Take the case of Logan Larson. 32, owners of 5 acres, filled with debt and struggling to meet month’s end. So when our client came with an offer to buy the land, he should have said yes. He would have more than enough money to start somewhere else and have a bit more to spare. But did he take the deal, no! Nothing could convince that man. And that is why they hire me. Our methods are unorthodox, but we are able to persuade anyone to do anything. Do you need a confession?  Done. Do you need them to accept your divorce terms? Easy peasy. Do you need them to accept the sales proposal? Well, that is why I am here. 

I parked my car and walked to Logan’s house. I was immediately greeted by the young farmer. He was clearly annoyed by my presence. I have dealt with so many farmers in the past, so I was ready to move quickly with him. I just pulled my tranquilizer gun and fired it without hesitation. There was no reason to talk with him… people have tried that with no avail. The guy fell into the ground. I quickly went and checked his vitals. Pulse normal, normal breathing. Ready for the procedure. I quickly dragged his body to the house, the place was simple. Not many decorations, except for a couple of hunting trophies. The smell was a bit strong, clearly he has not cleaned the place in a long time. I opened my briefcase and pulled a  pair of Headsets. I know what you are thinking… but no, this was not a body switching device. I will call it more of a puppetry device. My mind will invade Logan’s flesh, I will control his movement and action. I will do what our client needs, while my body stays asleep in this small farm. I looked at the young farmer and then I started the machine. 

It was painless. I just opened my eyes and felt a rush of sensations. A bit of pain in my shoulder, where the tranquilizing dart has hitted. But other than that, this skin felt incredible. Usually, I took over the life of guys in their 60s, so taking over such a young body was a nice change of pace.  I looked at his hands, full of calluses. I flexed a bit his arms, they were extremely big. But I knew that I couldn’t lose time. I needed to complete the mission in a couple of hours.

“Boss, I am in” I said feeling the roughness of my new voice

“Brad, are you puppeteering Logan?” I hear her voice coming from the phone.

“Yes, ready to sign the papers”

“Shit! Mathew didn't call you”

“No! What happened Sarah?”

“There were some legal issues. The contract is not ready”

“Fuck. So what now, are we postponing this”

“Mathew told me that it will only be a couple of days”

“So what I am supposed to do in the meanwhile”

“You know that if we release Logan… it will be almost impossible to get a hold of him”

“So what are you saying? Do I need to stay like him?”

“It will be just two days at most”

“I have never been more than 6 hours in someone else's flesh, Sarah… Boss”

“I know, but do this for us. I promise that you will get well compensated”

I hand the phone. I was clearly frustrated.  For me this was a nightmare. However, I needed to trust my boss and be certain that everything would be fine. I sat in the chair for a couple of hours, just looking at my phone and killing time. Then I have an urge to pee. I went to the bathroom and just released the tension without looking at the big shaft that I now possesed.  Then I washed my hands and for the first time I stared at the mirror. light brown hair, blue eyes, he was without a doubt a good looking guy. I dedicated a moment to feel his face with my fingers. It was curious, the first time I took over someone’s flesh I spent over two hours in the restroom… now, I just don't care. At the end of the day, I will ruin their lives so I always have tried to be completely unattached to who they really are. 

But now, I will be this guy for a couple of days. I grabbed his shirt and slowly pulled it over. I can smell a strong odor. He really needed a nice bath. I start touching my borrowed abs and chest. Something that I have not done in a foreign body in a very long time. In the past I promised myself that I will never surrender by lust. But given the fact that I have so many hours left as Logan… shit! I couldn't control myself. I massage myself, I moan, I let myself enjoy the ride of being this man. 

As night fell, I feared that Logan was going to be able to take control of his flesh when I was asleep. My boss assured me that some agents have done infiltration missions for months, so that I shouldn't be scared.  Still, I was nervous but at the end I was able to relax and, to my surprise, I slept like a baby. 

The next day was a completely new experience. I thought that the best thing was to not raise any suspicion, so I tried to perform Logan’s schedule the best that I could. I went to his gym, and I met with his friends. I heard some comments that I was acting a little bit shyer than usual. Which was understandable, I barely knew what I was doing. However, as the time went on I started to feel more confident. To be honest here, I was having a lot of fun. It was weird, it was all just play pretend. But… somehow this felt, in a strange way, right.

When my boss told me that the contract would be delayed for at least a week, I was not dissapointed. I embraced my new identity. I loved how defined my arms were. I loved the stares that I received at the bar. I loved the southern drawl coming out of my mouth. Sure, I worked in the fields for a couple of hours, making sure that everything was in order, but I spent most of the time in the house. Trying clothes, making faces in the mirror and having some private moments with my borrowed flesh. Sadly, all good things come to an end. It was very fast. I just drove to the city. Meet with some lawyers and sign the selling contract. My work was done, my boss was happy, but I was not ready to go back to my older self.

“Brad, we have a new contract for you”

“What is it boss?” I said while talking to the phone

“Wait… that voice… are you still puppeteering Logan” 

“Yeah… I wanted to enjoy his flesh for a bit more”

“Brad, that is against protocol”

“Like forcing me to be in flesh for a full week”

“That was an admin error, you will get compensated for that. But now you need to return back to your own flesh”

“I don’t know… this feels right you know”

“You are not being serious”

“Think about it. We have ruined this guy’s life. If we give him his body back, he will suffer. We destroy everything he has built. Maybe it will be good if I stay like this”

“This is not in discussion. Also your body can die.”

“Sarah, I have been pouring water with sugar in my mouth.”

“That is not enough. Nine days have passes… you need to go back before you regret this. Your life is on the line so please… do what is right.”

I hang the phone. Of course what else could I expect from her. I went to the restroom and saw my face. Shit! I look good. Puppeteering Logan had become one of the best experiences in my life. I just felt so comfortable in his skin in a way that I didn't expect that it could be possible. Then I walked to the living room and saw my old flesh. I was not a bad looking guy. I have my own charm, but I lived a lonely life. Now that body seemed alien to me. Going back was a downgrade that I was not certain that I was willing to take. 

I inspected the headset which still was covering my old face. I inspected it for a minute. This was the thing that supposedly allowed me to control this flesh. It linked our bodies in some way, I still didn't understand the technology behind. The only thing that I knew for a fact was that it only had a reach of a thousand miles. It was a long distance, and I never asked what would happen if I crossed that threshold. One possible scenario is that the link would be broken and I would just wake up inside my own flesh. But if that was the case, why did the company always remind us that this was completely outside the rules. No, something else needed to happen. Maybe I will die, maybe Logan will die. I did not know. However, returning to my old self was not an option. I was willing to take the risk. I immediately grab my keys and head to the airport. I was not willing to give this body back. 

“Hi, are you Logan Larson”

“Yes, who are you?”

“My name is Detective Jane… Miller”

“Detective… is everything all right?”

“You were the owner of a farm in southern Texas"

“Yeah. I was”

“And you sell it, correct?”

“Yeah… I sell it… I don't know really what happened”

“What do you mean?”

“I think that I was too drunk. It was like I was out of myself. It was surreal. But fuck, I did it and I don´’t know why. I just thought that I was becoming crazy… I told myself that someone was controlling my actions, I know that is crazy, but that are the lies that I told myself to feel better”

“And why did you move?”

“I couldn't stand to see what I lost. So I took everything and decided to start over somewhere else. You say you are a detective… is there something wrong? Is there something that I can help with?”

“Not really… this is disappointing… but glad to see that you are doing well”

I was confused by her words, at least I tried to act confused as if I didn't know what had happened. I smiled at myself. Sarah cared for my well being and, in an effort to see if I was still alive, she took over the flesh of that police woman. I know it is her in there, her mannerism are so unique. Still, I cannot blow my cover. I have been living as Logan for 3 months and I would never jeopardize my new reality.  

I remember what happened on that day. I was so anxious as the plane approached the thousand mile threshold. It was just a painful sensation, the strongest headache that you can ever feel. It was a miracle that I didn't scream and that no one was the wiser of what I was experiencing. I closed my eyes and I felt an electric sensation traveling through my borrowed flesh. I closed my eyes and felt my memories invading Logan’s brain. That was when I understood how the device worked, it not only allowed me to take control of someone, but it also stopped me from overriding my host. By crossing the threshold, my mind took control of the brain. It destroyed every bit of Logan essence and left me as its only owner. 

Of course, my original self was brain dead… there was no going back, but this felt right. In this skin, I felt realized. In a way, this was destined to happen. The lack of opportunities in life. Being recruited by accident by this shady corporation. the corporate mishaps that make me experience this life for more than necessary. Yeah, now I am starting everything from scratch. But, by looking like this, I am certain that I will be able to achieve whatever I want. 

[malebodyswap45]

Bachelor Trip

I still couldn't believe that I was here. I just remember my brother waking me abruptly and saying “Hey Ted, you will not marry without a proper bachelor party”. The next thing that I know is that I am on a flight to Las Vegas. Really, Sammy is the best brother that I could wish for. He planned everything to a tee and he spent so much money in order to give me a last hurrah before the wedding. I'm so grateful and I could only smile as we arrived in the city of lights. I was certain that this long weekend escapade was going to be one to remember.

However, my excitement slowly transformed into annoyance. Don't take this wrong, I love my brother but he can… well… be a bit too much. After we arrived at the airport, he just started to flirt with some random girls. I get it, he is a good looking guy and he knows it. At the end he is the one that works as a model and fitness influencer. So that means that he is used to being in the spotlight. But while he was having fun with some random woman, I was just watching from afar in the shadows.

Our Friday was packed with activities. In the morning we went to a football game. I always loved the sport and Sammy bought some amazing seats. I enjoyed the plays but, very quickly, the annoyance returned as my little bro started to make friends left and right with the people surrounding us. It was always the same. I shouldn't be surprised, In reality I should be used to it. My younger brother was always the shining star in our family. He was the star quarterback during our high school years, the prom king, the most popular guy wherever we were. I was not bad looking or anything like that. I was not a loser at school, I have my charm and luck with the ladies. But I never have the spark that Sammy had and I always end up being known as Sammy’s brother first and then as Ted. For fuck sake, I should not complain as I am the one that will be getting married next week. This is my bachelor party, I should enjoy myself and stop comparing myself to my little bro.

Night fall and we went to one of the most exclusive clubs in Las Vegas. The place was amazing, full with neon lights, aerial dancers and a lot of people jumping to the beat. I start sipping a beer till my brother approach me. “It's your last time free… you should try to hook up. You know what they say. What happens here…” He said already drunk. I was reluctant at first. I have never been unfaithful. However, I didn't see an issue of just playing along. 

That is when I saw a beautiful brunette. Shit. She was so sexy. Beautiful ass, perfect boobs and a face that could melt your heart. She was completely out of my league. But you know… I didn't have anything to lose. “Hey” I said as I approached her. She looked at me with disdain. “I am not interested” She answered while walking away. That was annoying as hell. I laughed at the situation as I sat on a lonely chair. I continue to sip my beer as I watch that woman for afar. Fuck, she was hot. I kept taking sips of my beer as that lady rejected other dudes. However I took a big gulp as my brother approached her. Anger was the only thing that I could feel as he started to dance with her. As she played with his hair and moved seductively her hands through his chest. As with each step they were getting closer and closer. It was my bachelor party, my last hurray… and, as always, I ended up as the shadow of my little brother.

“He is a lucky guy. Don't you think so?” A weird man said as he approached me

“Go and bother someone else”

“I see the resemblance… brothers?”

“So obvious”

“Of course. You are almost identical”

“Well, she will disagree. I will disagree with you. Sammy is on a league of his own”

“Do you wish to be on the same league as your brother”

“Yeah, can you blame me? Sometimes I just wish to be just a little bit more like him”

“Maybe I can help you”

“Sure, you can”

“I like you Ted, let me invite you a drink”

That man passed me a little shot of a purple drink. I ignored it. Then it happened: Sammy kissed that girl. My brother looked at me and signaled that he was leaving with her. He was abandoning me. I was losing it. I was so mad. I just grabbed that shot and chug it down. Immediately, I started to feel a bit dizzy. The sound of music was overwhelming. The lights hurt. I tried to exit the place but my legs didn't respond. I start to feel very weak. I began to lose consciousness and then there was darkness.

The sun rays wake me up. “Good morning Tiger” someone said, I looked around and I saw that woman wearing only lingerie. My dick immediately got hard. “I am also happy to see you,” she said as she jumped into bed. She started to kiss me and move her hands through my body. I didn't know what was happening, but it was hot as hell. I just went with the flow and had some of the best sex of my life. However, as we approached the climax, she started screaming “Sam”. That is when I started to realize all the things that were not right. My arms were more defined, my skin was softer to the touch. I have fucking abs. I try to find a reflective surface to confirm my fears. Somehow I woke up inside my little brother's body. 

I tried to stay calm till Pam left the room. Then I spend the next couple of minutes staring at my face. It was so surreal. I should be panicking. I should feel scared… but this was exciting and new. I was certain that with his body I was going to have the best bachelor ever. That is when he knocked on the door.

“Sammy, is that you?” I said as my former flesh entered the room

“What the fuck happened?” He said, clearly panicking.

“I have no idea. But hey, don't worry about this. we will find a way to reverse this”

“Who the fuck wanted to do this? This is so… so…”

“Messed up, I know”

“I cannot… I cannot…”

“Hey, calm down. Sammy, listen to me. We will solve this, ok. Something happened yesterday. I don't know what, but if we trace our steps back we will certainly find something”

“Yeah… you are right”

“So let's divide and conquer. You go to the stadium and the restaurants, I will go the clubs area”

“Why don't we go together?”

“To cover more ground”

Maybe, I should have told him about the man at the club. Maybe, I should have not lied when I told him that I was going to put all my effort in finding a way back. But this is my chance to experience a “What if?”. After Sammy left the room. I stayed and inspected my new flesh. I flex my arms, I make faces, and just get used to how this body felt. Then I received a message from Pam inviting me to take a boat trip with some of her friends. I immediately accepted, this was quickly becoming one of the best days of my life.

I needed to get ready so I took a quick shower. I felt as the water hit my back. I looked down and saw my muscular chest, my defined abs and my big dick. I grabbed some shampoo and started to massage my hair. I just moaned as the soap passed through every bit of my new self. I have seen this body hundreds of times. I have even seen it naked. I couldn't understand why it was so erotic to be him. Maybe it was that I never have so many muscles, maybe it was that his skin was so sensitive. ¡No! The reality was that I loved the fact that I was now Sammy, the golden boy, the most beloved man in town. After exiting the shower, I spend around an hour trying on different outfits. They were simple, giving a cool vibe. I could have done that for the rest of the day, but I needed to see Pam. 

I have never considered myself a shy person. I was clearly an extrovert. But as Sammy… well, I experienced an unexpected boost in confidence. I quickly befriend Pam’s friends. We took the boat for a ride and perform some wakeboarding. In the past, I struggle a lot to stand up, but now I was able to do some tricks. I was extremely happy. Drinking beers, enjoying the water, kissing Pamela whenever she approached me. I know that it will sound strange, but I think that I was falling in love. I know it is wrong. I was going to get married with Sarah. She is an amazing woman. At least she is good enough for someone like Ted. But now I am Sammy. Now. I can see that I can get something better, that I deserve something better. 

I was enjoying myself so much that I completely loose track of time. I never expected to be back at the hotel at almost 2:00 a.m. Of course, my phone had hundreds of messages and lost calls. I should have expected it, my brother waiting for me. His eyes revealed that he had been crying. He was the definition of a mess.

“Where the hell have you been?”

“I am sorry. I got distracted”

“Distracted? How could you? You were supposed to help me find a way to reverse this”

“And we will find it. But look at you. you are a mess!”

“Because this is wrong”

“Yeah. But why were you crying? Don't tell me. You cried at the prospect of being trapped as me.”

“That is not true”

“No, don't bullshit me. You have been a mess since the switch, as if being in my flesh has been a curse.”

“That was not my intent”

“Don't worry… maybe you are right. Maybe being Ted is a curse. Maybe I wish to stay as the new Sammy”

“You are not being serious”

“So what if I am serious. Its not that you can do anything about it”

At that moment my brother jumped at me. He tried to connect his fist, but he was too slow. One punch in his stomach and he was out. As he fall into the ground my mind was filled with all the good moments. Sammy asking me for dating advice during highschool. Sammy teaching me good technique at the gym. Sammy presenting me Sarah. Sammy helping me choosing a ring. Sammy surprising me with this trip to Las Vegas. I loved my brother. It was tempting to stole his life, but at what cost. I needed to do things right.

“I am really sorry. I was mad… you know I said stupid things when I am mad” - I said as I help my little bro to stand up. 

“I don't hate being you. I am just afraid”

“I will not deny that sometimes I envy you”

“You don't have anything to envy me”

“I know. I was overwhelmed when I wake up as you and I thought… man… It will be so easy to hook up”

“Really”

“I thought with my dick. I am an asshole”

“You are”

“But assholes can also make things right. Hopefully you can forgive me”

“Of course, you are family. We will latter laugh about it”

We went to the bar. Despite the hour, It was still crowded.  We saw that weird man in a lonely table, 3 shots of alcohol in front of him.

“The brothers. I knew you will be back” He said

“We want to go back”

“Sure, just drink this”. 

The man immediately hand one of the shots to Sammy, which looked at me not certain of what to do. I assured to him that everything was going to be right. He took the shot and I saw in awe as he fall asleep.

“Oh Ted, you are a good brother. But now that he is out we can finally talk”

“There is nothing to talk. Just reverse what you have done”

“Let's be clear here. It took you less than one hour in that body for you to be unfaithfull’

“That was a mistake”

“I don't think so. All your life you have been looking for a chance like this. You cannot deny that this has been the happiest day in your life”

“I… I…”

“You know it's true. It feels right to have that body. For the first time you are complete”

“Maybe you are right, but what I feel doesn't matter… what matter right now is my brother”

“Here is what I proposed to you. Drink this shot and everything would back to normal. You marry next week and go to live an unhappy life just wondering what would have been. Or…”

“Or”

“You take this shot. You stay as Sammy and your brother will be unaware of everything.”

“What do you mean with him being unaware”

“Letting him remember would be cruel. He will think that he has always been Ted. He would have no recollection of who he was. He will go on as Ted, mary Sarah, be a lovely brother”

I starred at the two drinks in front of me. Should I follow my heart or should I do what it was right. I just grabbed one of the shots and chug it up.

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The wedding was beautiful. It was just happiness and joy. Ted looked so dashing, so happy. On that day, he looked as the luckiest man alive. But to be honest, I feel that I avoided a bullet. Sarah is lovely, but she is not the right one for me. At least I am certain that she will have a happy life with my little bro… big bro. I am certain that I will get used to call him like that. Hey, it took me a couple of hours to be called Sammy, so I am certain that I will be fine. Now I can only enjoy the rest of the weding, just hook up with one of the bridesmaids, and be certain that I have a great life ahead of me. 

[beneathhisskin]

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