(Original story posted December 25th 2022 & January 8th 2023) This story has been mildly Updated
This story is a direct follow up to Wavell’s Birthday Surprise!
A big one here in terms of Wavell lore! That said I kinda wanted to update this one more so it was more up the standard that a story with this much significance for Wavell should be but that way I wrote it didn’t lend well to edits. I’d have had to pretty much rewrite the whole thing to truly update it. That said I do still love this story conceptually and might genuinely write it again from scratch at some point to produce a superior version of it in my eyes. Also it had an epilogue which I’ve tagged into the end of this post. Hope you all enjoy regardless!
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The moans of two hunky love ridden men had filled Wavell’s mansion for at least a day now. Constant vigorous sex for hours on end. That’s what happens when two extremely lustful and magically charged men start seeing one another. Cumming inside each other and over after casting spells on themselves to reduce their refractory periods between orgasms down to an almost nonexistent level.
As Dane had been wearing his magically infused jockstrap given to him by Wavell, he decided to try casting the spell first. He’d been doing well at harnessing Wavell’s magic through the link this jockstrap gave him. Whenever he put it on he could feel copious amounts of pure magical energy flowing through his system, ready to explode out of him at any moment if he wasn’t careful. He was still learning to control the power which is why when he cast the spell to reduce his and Wavell’s recovery times, he ended up putting far too much juice behind it. Their recovery had been made completely nonexistent to the point where they began having endless uncontrollable orgasms. Such left Wavell staining the front of his suit pants with cum and Dane coating the inside of his shorts. Before long the pair were on the floor groaning for a good few minutes before Wavell managed to undo it and cast the proper spell. Dane knew Wavell could’ve done that right away but he also knew that mischievous boyfriend of his probably just wanted to enjoy that little fuck up.
Truth is he was only half right. Sure Wavell enjoyed creaming his pants due to a tiny mistake his adorable boyfriend had made but there was something else too. When Dane cast that spell, something about it felt foreign. That shouldn’t have been the case considering it was his own magic that was being funnelled into Dane. So how could it feel so different when Dane used it. Not to mention how Dane described the experience of magic by seeing it as colours inside his mind to tug on which certainly wasn’t how Wavell experienced it. This new boyfriend of his proved to be more and more intriguing by the second. But for now he kept this curiosity to himself.
Once the real spell was in place, the two threw off their clothes before jumping into bed together, making out aggressively as they did. Throughout the first few hours it was rough. Very rough. Wavell was on top first, soon finding himself slamming his cock into Dane’s hole in a lust filled frenzy. Once he’d dumped a few loads they switched. Wavell positioned himself above Dane before lowering his ass on top of the other man’s cock and riding it for all it had. Dane made sure to take some control here as well, grabbing hold of Wavell’s waist to bounce him up and down with even more force. From there they simply went back and forth on who was dominating who, switching after every few loads. Dane still found it incredible that as intimidating as Wavell seemed with all his power, he could switch from dominant top to slutty bottom in a matter of seconds.
Eventually however they started to slow down. Still fucking of course but it was slower. More intimate. More… romantic if that was the right word. Just slow sensual fucking as they kissed softly. Enjoying the way their bodies felt as they pressed together. Dane’s thick juicy pecs rubbing against Wavell’s hairy chest. Dane’s fuzzy moustache tickling against Wavell’s own. Wavell’s hands roaming Dane’s wide muscled back while Dane groped Wavell’s supple ass. If there was a heaven, this was it for them.
Despite all the fun they were having however, Wavell eventually came around and decided they should wrap things up. Upon hearing this though Dane practically begged to shove his dick inside the other man one last time. With a grin and a sigh, Wavell agreed before finding himself being thrown face down on the bed once more.
“You’re acting like this is the last time you’ll ever get to fuck me.” Wavell laughed, trying to make his voice heard over the sound of Dane’s balls smacking against him. “I’m just getting a new body is all. We’re still gonna fuck plenty once I’ve claimed it.” He could feel Dane starting to kiss along his back and up towards his neck. “It was your idea was it not?”
“Well yeah I know but haven’t you stopped to consider that I might wanna make the most of this version of you before it’s gone.” Dane managed to explain between thrusts. “Just because I suggested the change doesn’t mean I don’t love the adorable current you.”
Wavell tried his best to hide his blush at that last comment but Dane could see it clear as day. “Well just because I’ll have a new main host doesn’t mean you won’t be able to still fuck this one…” he stated with a glint in his eye.
“Oh? Care to explain, oh wise one?” Dane asked curiously.
“No need. You’ll find out soon enough.” The powerful Warlock glanced over his shoulder at his huge muscled boyfriend/student. “How about instead you just fuck my ass so hard that I’ll be forced to use magic to get around for hours after.” He smirked devilishly
Dane returned the same lustful smile his boyfriend had given him. “Don’t need to tell me twice Master Wavell” He knew how much Wavell enjoyed being called that. Dane proceeded to wrap a thick arm around the Warlock’s neck, pulling his head back slightly while holding him firmly in place before letting loose. He began jack hammering his massive dick into Wavell’s hole with every ounce of strength he could muster, both magical and physical, before sending Wavell into a euphoria of moans and roars.
———
“So. Are you ready to go?” Wavell asked, watching Dane pull on one of his many tank tops.
The hunk looked over with a warm smile. “As ready as I’ll ever be!” He made his way over to the Warlock who was already dressed up and ready to go. “You gonna tell me which of those guys ended up being compatible with you then?”
Wavell shook his head. “You’ll see soon enough.” He ran a hand through Dane’s soft yet thick hair before leaning in to give the man a peck on the lips. Though that peck swiftly turned to a full on make-out when Dane grabbed the back of Wavell’s head to pull him in closer.
“Heh sorry. Just wanted to get one last taste of those lips before they change.” Dane smiled before hugging his slightly taller boyfriend.
Of course the other man was more than happy to reciprocate the show of affection. “No need to apologise. Kissing you is and will always be one of my favourite activities.” He stated with a chuckle.
With that Wavell told Dane to prepare himself for the teleportation. Sure they’d done it so many times already but the hunk still hadn’t quite gotten used to it. Wavell waved his hand and suddenly everything around them began to spin and blur as they vanished from Mr Wavell’s pocket dimension and returned to the real world. Dane couldn’t help but close his eyes. Seeing everything spin and change like that was always nauseating. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever get used to it. Regardless it didn’t take long for the two to end up exactly where Wavell wanted them to be. A place that Dane was sure to recognise as soon as he opened his eyes.
———
Dane gasped when he looked up to see the entrance to a certain art museum. “Wait, isn't this…”
“It is. The very same art museum that our good friend Chris works at.” Wavell smirked, taking Dane’s hand before leading him into the building.
“So does that mean… he’s your match!?”
Wavell didn’t respond, only continuing to give that trademark smile of his as he walked Dane through the museum. They strolled through a couple of exhibits on the way that displayed all sorts of unique art. They even went through a couple VIP areas as Wavell had used a sprinkle of magic that created a cheeky perception filter on the two of them. In short it allowed them to stroll along without anyone batting an eye to their existence.
Eventually however the couple found themselves coming upon one of the biggest gallery rooms in the building. It was where some of the highest value pieces were held and they definitely held up. So many gorgeous pieces to marvel upon. However there was one delicious looking sculpture of a man that detracted from everything else in the room. The very same man Wavell had planted his magic inside last time they’d visited this place. Christopher Malroy, the gorgeous daddy that he was.
Even if it weren’t for the perception filter, it seemed the hunky silver fox was too focused on his phone to notice the odd pair of men staring at him from across the room. Analysing him almost like two predators observing their prey. They continued to watch and whisper to each other as he finished up whatever text conversation he was having. Chris soon stuffed his phone back in his pocket before strolling around the room a little himself and talking to some of the guests. Explaining to them the significance of each piece and answering any questions they might have.
“He’s good at his job huh.” Dane muttered as the two watched closely.
“Mhm. Too bad they’re gonna have to find someone else to run this place pretty enough.” Wavell replied with a sly grin. “Well it’s nothing a bit of minor reality altering can’t fix I suppose.” With a flick of his wrist Wavell removed the perception filter and made his way over to the impossibly handsome man in charge of the place.
With the filter now removed Chris was quick to notice the two men approaching him. “Ah Gentlemen! How’re you enjoying the place?” He asked with an energetic and friendly demeanour.
“Quite well if I do say so! It’s an incredible place you run here. My boyfriend and I haven’t had a single bad thing to say. The pieces you have around here are some of the best I’ve seen.” Wavell replied in kind.
Chris couldn’t stop a prideful smirk from spreading across his face. “Well I’m very happy to hear that. I always make sure to set the standards high. Why settle for the ordinary when you can have something extraordinary.” He claimed.
Wavell’s eyes wandered up and down Chris’ well dressed form with a lustful glint in his eyes. “I couldn’t agree more…”
Just then as Chris’ eyes darted between both men, he couldn’t help squinting a little in confusion. “Hold on… have we met before by chance? You seem familiar…” Chris’ memories of the night Wavell had his body taken for a test drive were slowly beginning to shine through despite the fake ones that’d been implanted.
“As a matter of fact we have. I’m surprised you can remember Mr Malroy, though I’m not at all disappointed. If anything I think it proves how strong your mind is and in turn just how worthy you are…” The cryptic words of the mad warlock only served to confuse the man but Dane knew exactly what he meant. Wavell reached out and placed a hand on Chris’ muscular chest. He could feel it. The flame of magic he’d left inside Chris’ body was beating and pulsing like a second heart. Had this man not been a suitable host then embers would’ve extinguished itself by now. The fact that it was alive and well proved just how worthy he was.
“Hey hey whoa!” Chris backed up a little, not sure what to think of this stranger touching him in such a way. “Personal space sir.” He darted his eyes between the two men, now feeling rather uncomfortable.
“Oh you and I are about to get much more personal than that.” Wavell stated but before Chris even had a chance to respond, the world around them began to spin once more. Dane closed his eyes yet again while Chris was freaking out as expected. Within a matter of seconds the trio found themselves standing in the main living area of Wavell’s mansion.
Chris looked around wide eyed before falling back onto his ass in shock. “W-W-WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?” He found himself shuffling away from the Warlock in terror until his back hit a bookshelf.
“Well my name is Mr Oliver Wavell.” He took a bow upon introducing himself. “And this man behind me is my boyfriend and student, Dane.” He gestured towards the big muscle titted hunk standing behind him who gave a friendly wave. “And you, my friend, are about to become my successor.”
“…W-what?…” Was all Chris could say before Wavell outstretched an arm towards him, encasing Chris’ body in an aura of magic. The helpless silver fox found his body starting to move completely against his will. He got back up onto its feet before being forced to march towards the two men who’d seemingly kidnapped him. Before long he stood at attention before Wavell and Dane like a soldier.
“So what now? Do you just jump inside?” Dane wondered curiously.
Wavell laughed. “No, not quite. To make him a permanent host I’ll have to go about it a bit differently.” He approached Chris before placing a hand on the man’s cheek and feeling the perfect stubble that coated his jaw. “But first I have someone else I want to pick up.”
Dane raised a questioning eyebrow. “What do you mean? Aren’t you gonna take him?”
“Oh no I’ll be taking that beautiful body alright… don’t worry I’ll explain everything when I get back” Wavell winked. “You stay here and keep an eye on him. I won’t be long.” And with that Wavell disappeared in a flash off to god knows where to pick up yet another man.
———
As it turned out, not one but two of the four men Wavell had implanted with his magic had turned out to be compatible hosts. He could feel that magical flame growing deep inside another man besides Chris Malroy. Of course it didn’t take long to track this man down by following the magical signature that radiated from him. Soon enough Wavell found himself teleporting into a familiar gym. Of course. Where else would a meathead like this guy be?
Wavell watched as this man got on with what looked to be his leg day at the gym. Getting a great pump in those quads and hams by the looks of it. He thought of simply going over to the man the moment he saw him but Wavell figured it’d be rude to interrupt the hunk mid-work workout. Hence he decided to instead sit on the sidelines with a perception filter engaged once again, simply observing as he oh so enjoys to do.
“I hope you’re having the best pump of your life out there because once you’re finished, you'll belong to me in more ways than one Alex.” Wavell mumbled to himself as the gym rat moved to his next exercise.
Alex Huxley had been digging into one of his explosive workouts and he was fucking loving it! Going to the gym and getting huge had been his passion and obsession for as long as he could remember now. To him nothing beat the satisfying burn of an intense pump and it certainly showed through the sheer size of his frame.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and down his beard as Alex went through the motions on autopilot. As he seemed to be the biggest dude currently in the gym, many of the other casual gym goers stopped occasionally to watch in awe at the sheer amount of his sets. Especially when it came to barbell squats. The man was a monster, no doubt about that. Quads and hams that looked as though they could crush a watermelon with ease and calves that looked hard as diamonds. And that was just his legs! His upper body was just as incredible with those gorgeous arms and enormous hairy pecs. Not to mention Alex’s fat muscle ass. Mr Wavell was becoming more and more excited by the second and who could blame him?!
Wavell continued to watch eagerly as Alex bounced from machine to weight rack, sweating his heart out in the process and loving every second. The warlock truly admired people like that. People who could take something that most others would dread having to do and turn it into something they’re truly passionate about in the journey to be the best version of themselves. All the more reason he was just as deserving as Chris to be a candidate for Wavell’s future.
Eventually however the hulking jock came to the end of his routine, grabbing a towel to wipe his face. His muscles glistened under flattering gym light as he walked past the bench Wavell was sitting on and towards the changing room. “Welp. I suppose it’s time to get this show on the road.” Wavell muttered as he jumped up from his seat and promptly followed behind Alex.
Alex soon reached his locker, opening it before grabbing his gear. Just as he was about to start getting changed however, he practically jumped out of his skin upon noticing the strange man that’d been standing beside him. “Holy shit! Fuckin hell bro. Sorry I didn’t see ya there.” He said with an awkward laugh as Wavell had finally removed his perception filter.
“No worries bro.” Wavell sniggered somewhat mockingly. “Just wanted to say I was watching your routine and you looked like an absolute beast out there.” He stated, taking a step closer to the sweaty mountain of muscle before him. “Really showing everyone what it means to be a real man huh?”
Alex almost didn’t know how to respond. “Uhm… thanks? I guess?” He took a small step back from the strange man. “Just doing what I always do.”
“Humble and Driven. I’m liking you even more by the second big boy.” Without hesitation Wavell reached out and placed a hand on one of Alex’s thick biceps. “Oh I can’t wait to have you become a part of me.”
Alex had just about gotten to his limit with the weird talk but the second this stranger put a hand on him was when it went too far. “Okay man mate. I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about but I’m not interested.” He announced while shaking off Wavell’s hand. “So can you please just leave me alone to get changed in peace.”
The warlock laughed, only confusing the hunk further. “Sorry Alex. Not gonna happen.” He responded and before Alex even had a chance to ponder how this crazy dude even knew his name, the locker room around them began to spin and blur…
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Meanwhile…
"You know, from what he’s told me, you're going to love what's next for you." Dane said to the frozen Chris who remained as still as a statue. The two had been left alone to wait for Wavell’s return. "I know you can't reply because of the binding magic but trust me. Once it's done you won't want to go back."
Dane pushed himself up off the couch and took a couple of steps closer to Chris. His eyes roamed over the older man's impressive form. He’d been admiring it from the moment he and Wavell had set eyes on Chris at the museum. Up close it was different though, and so much better. A modest set of pecs and sizable biceps that were accentuated by the well fitted shirt that clung to his body. The chest hair that poked through the unbuttoned neck of said shirt. Expensive looking pants that did nothing to hide the roundness of his ass while subtly showing off his bulge. All that leading down to some wonderful dress socks and a pair of stylish shoes that really brought the look together. And not to mention that gorgeous looking visage of his that almost anyone could get lost staring into for hours on end.
After only a few seconds of gazing, Dane placed a hand against Chris' chest. "Being Wavell's successor doesn't mean what you might assume, it's far better than that. If you think this has been crazy so far, you haven't even seen half of it."
Dane stepped away after that. Part of him was tempted to undo Chris’ pants right here and now and give him the best blowjob he’s ever had. However he decided it’d be far more enjoyable when it was his boyfriend’s soul behind those eyes instead. So instead he sat back and waited while enjoying the view. Sitting around while idly wondering just what his lover was up to. Who else could he possibly be bringing back here? And what do they have to do with Chris who was already a match?
———
It’d been about 45 minutes since Wavell had left and Dane was still sitting in wait for him to return. He’d moved a chair in front of Chris so he could sit and admire the handsome man before him as he waited. Though in that time he’d gotten a little distracted scrolling through his phone. So much so that when the room suddenly filled with the confused screams of another man, Dane almost had a heart attack.
Vaulting up from his chair, Dane saw that Wavell had returned with another of the four men they’d visited as potential successors. This one’s name was Alex if he remembered correctly. He was the professional bodybuilder of the group and much younger than Chris.
It didn’t take long for the massive meathead to go down a panicked spiral of shouting. Demanding to know what the fuck had just happened and how the hell he got here with a terrified and shakey tone in his voice. So pretty much exactly what Chris had done.
“Sorry about that Alex. I know that was a bit sudden but I’m so eager to get this underway. That said, how about I help you calm down a bit…” Wavell stated with a devious smirk.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YO-” Suddeny Alex was cut off as his body was encased in the same magic that shrouded Chris. He found himself no longer able to protest as his body moved against his will, soon standing at attention like a super sized soldier just like the other man across from him.
Dane looked between the two men Wavell had brought back with curiosity. “So what’s the deal? Why did you bring two of them back here?” He asked.
“Well as luck would have it, both of these men seem to have grown to be compatible with my magic. The small flame of magic I left inside them still burns bright whereas it seems to have been extinguished inside the other two we tested.” Wavell explained.
“Oh I see! So what're you planning to do? Gonna take one of them as your new body and keep the other around like a butler or something?” Dane half-joked. “Or are you gonna split yourself between them and use both of them at the same time somehow?” Of course he had no idea if that was possible but knowing Wavell there was probably a way.
“You’re part right.” Wavell smiled as he glanced between the two dashing men before them. “I’m going to take both of them at once but I’m not going to split myself.”
Dane’s face scrunched a little in confusion. “How the hell are you gonna do that?”
“You’ll see…”
Dane rolled his eyes. “I swear it’s always ‘you’ll see’ with you. You could try being a little less cryptic and just tell me straight sometimes you know.” Dane huffed, eliciting a laugh from the all-powerful warlock.
Wavell turned his full attention to his new candidates. With a twist of his wrist, the two men found themselves forced to turn on their and stand facing each other. “Alex meet Chris.” He said, gesturing to the mature well dressed man. “And Chris meet Alex.” Then gesturing towards the massive gym rat who was still sweating from his workout. “You two might not know each other right now but trust me when I say the three of us are about to get very close.” Out of everyone in the room, Wavell was the only one who knew what exactly was about to happen next. Dane was incredibly curious to find out.
“Now first things first let’s see what we’re all working with shall we boys?” And with a snap of the warlock’s fingers, Wavell, Alex and Chris all found themselves standing completely naked. Wavell began inspecting the two men before him more closely, giving Chris’ lean muscled arms a squeeze before groping one of Alex’s juicy pecs with a greedy smile. Both men were powerless to stop the warlock’s pervy exploration of their bodies; neither being able to move a single muscle without Wavell’s permission.
“Mmmm now that’s what I’m talking about!” Wavell exclaimed as he got a handful of both Chris and Alex’s ass at once. “You’re both packing so prime cut beef back there huh?” He commented with a laugh before giving both muscle butts a hearty slap. “Now let’s see how we compare at the front!”
Dane was trying not to drool as he watched Wavell’s magically charged hand wave over all three of their cocks. Alex and Chris grunted a little, feeling their dicks start to harden rapidly until they both had full blown erections like Wavell. “Oohh very nice. You both seem to have very promising equipment.” He massaged both cocks gently to admire them. “It seems you’ve got the edge when it comes to length Chris. 7 and half inches I’d say.” He complimented. “But yours is a fair bit thicker Alex. Just like the rest of you it seems.” He gave both a playful tug before glancing down at his own. “Unfortunately neither of you can compare to my own but in fairness I do have magic on my side. Besides, we'll all be sharing one very shortly…” There was a devilish purple glow in Wavell’s eyes during that last part.
“Right that’s enough playing around don’t you think boys? How about we get this show on the road!” Wavell announced with excitement in his voice before peering over his shoulder at Dane. “You ready for this babe?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be!” Dane affirmed before standing back a little. Of course his boyfriend had told him stories of how he took the body of Oliver Wavell but getting to see him do something like that in person was gonna be a whole different experience.
With that Wavell ordered his two successors to stand closer together. He made sure to move in close along with them until all three of their hard cocks met in the middle. Tips gently brushing up against one another. Then, at Wavell’s command, the trio began rubbing bodies and manhood’s together in a highly erotic fashion. Even Dane couldn’t help but pop a tent in his shorts as the three began making out passionately at Wavell’s will. First Chris smashing his lips against Wavell’s, then Wavell’s lips colliding with Alex’s, then Chris and Alex sticking their tongues down each other's throats before finally they all engaged in a three way make out! On the inside Chris and Alex were screaming and begging for it to stop but they had no control.
This cycle continued for a good few minutes until Dane began to notice glow emitting from each of their bodies. The glow only continued to grow brighter the more they rubbed their dicks together and the deeper they kissed. Almost as if the lust between them was fuelling it. Soon enough Dane had no choice but to cover his eyes as the three were consumed by a bright purple light.
When the light dimmed, Dane opened his eyes expecting to see his lover but instead he was greeted by a huge glowing purple sphere that had seemingly encased the trio of naked men like some sort of cocoon. He wasn’t exactly sure what was going on inside but it sure looked beautiful as the sphere sparked like a freshly cut diamond. Though as he listened closely he began to hear the faint grunts of the men inside. Grunts that grew louder and louder until all three voices began moaning out in unison. If he didn’t know any better, that was the sound of men who’d experienced the best orgasms of their lives. But as this happened Dane could swear the three moans were somehow merging into one as they became more and more synchronised…
Then there was silence.
Dane was unable to pull his eyes from the giant glowing orb in front of him. He couldn’t help but jump a little when a sudden crack snaked its way across the surface of the elegant sphere. Followed by another and another until cracks extended across all sides. And then they stopped, leaving Dane in another eerie silence. This time the silence seemed to last an eternity as he could do nothing. Only watching the fragile orb in anticipation until…
The sound of shattering echoed throughout the mansion as the sphere blew apart at last, its pieces swiftly disintegrating and leaving a purple mist in its wake. Through the mist Dane was only able to make out a single silhouette. The mist dispersed with a sudden gust of energy sent out by the mysterious figure. Dane could only look on with clueless curiosity as he saw what looked to be… Chris? Now standing all on his own, eyes closed with no sign of Wavell or Alex.
Dane didn’t say anything. Only observing as he scanned the man before him. Unlike before he was no longer naked, now standing in a very stylish looking suit. One that seemed to be perfectly tailored to hug his body in all the right places
Without warning Chris' eyes shot open, emitting a deep purple glow at first. Dane instinctively took a cautious step back, not sure what to think of the situation just yet. Simply watching on as the man stretched his neck and rolled his back a little.
“Oliver? That is you right?” Dane asked, using Wavell’s first name.
The figure looked up at him before giving that unmistakable trademark smirk he knew his boyfriend for. “Who else would it be?” Wavell’s devilish look now plastered across Chris’ charming face.
Now without a doubt in his mind, Dane rushed over to his boyfriend who was currently inspecting himself. “So you chose Chris after all huh?” He stated as Wavell’s hands glided his crisp dress shirt, getting a feel for the chest underneath.
“I guess you could say that.” Wavell shrugged before squeezing his new biceps a little through his new suit jacket.
Yep it was definitely Wavell alright. Dane knew that man was almost incapable of giving a simple yes or no answer. “Wait so… what happened to Alex and your old body?”
Wavell didn’t reply. He simply gave a knowing smile to his clueless boyfriend before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. With that breath his body and clothes started to change rapidly, giving Dane almost no time to process what was happening. His muscles expanded to a massive degree as the fancy looking suit he was wearing shifted into workout gear. By the time Wavell breathed out again, Dane was looking up at the face and body of Alex!
“Ta da!” Wavell tossed up both of his arms into a huge flex. “Fuckin hell I’m massive. My biceps must be the same size as my head!” He gloated
Dane gazed on in wonder. “Woah… how the fuck did you do that?!”
“Well my adorable little hunk…” Wavell was certainly enjoying the feeling of being even beefier than Dane as he used Alex’s younger sounding voice. “I merged both Chris and Alex into my being, absorbing both of their souls along with their bodies. Now their minds are settling inside me just as the original Oliver Wavell has. I’m now free to shift between their bodies at will.” Wavell continued flexing his new gigantic muscles with glee. “Chris and Alex are still finding their places inside me right now but I can already tell they’re enjoying themselves. Being able to bathe in the vast ocean of magic that resides within me must be a real treat. And the longer they bathe, the more they’ll want to stay a part of me forever. Plus I think the original Oliver is happy to finally have some roommates.” He chuckled.
“So that’s how it is huh? Wow you really are something else Oliver…” Dane tutted. This man never ceased to surprise him.
Wavell gave his new pecs a bounce for the fun of watching them dance, something he always enjoyed watching other men, Dane included. “Hmmm… you know I don’t just feel like Oliver anymore. I know that’s the name I sort of adopted after taking his body as my vessel but after this I feel like it would be more fitting for you to call me Alex.” He said while giving his biceps a kiss with a dumb grin. “Or…” He closed his eyes once again and in an instant his body shrunk back down to the still muscular but more compact form of the other man he’d absorbed, regaining his suit in the process. “…Chris works as well. Whichever body I’m using I suppose.” He stated while fixing his collar. “I’m definitely keeping Wavell though. I’ve grown sort of attached to that. Mr Wavell…”
Dane stepped closer to his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around Wavell’s waist and pulling them close together. “So I guess right now you’re… Chris Wavell? If I’m not mistaken.” He grinned.
“You’re absolutely right. And I think I’m gonna make this one my main body. As much as I adore Alex, Chris just feels a tad more fitting for who I am.” Wavell glanced down at himself and then back up at Dane. “But I’ll be sure to let Alex out to play plenty often since I know you’ve been wanting me to have a body that’s younger and hunkier like you.”
“I don’t care which body you’re using. You’re still my super sexy magical boyfriend either way!” Dane announced before leaning in and closing the gap between them, pressing his lips against Wavell’s. The kiss was long and sweet, lasting at least a minute or so before they were finally able to break themselves apart. Almost as if it were a confirmation of their love. “Heh, it's weird. You kiss the same but your lips feel totally different.”
“Yeah it’s weird for me too. With all the body swapping and transformation I do to other men, I don’t get a chance to do it myself all that often.” It was true. It was practically impossible for Wavell to swap or transform his body at all (besides now switching between his current hosts) leaving possession as the only option which he didn’t often bother with.
“Well then I guess there’s only one thing to do Chris.” Dane smirked mischievously while pressing his body against Wavell’s new one. “Let’s get you out of that suit and start getting a bit more familiar with all your new assets!”
Wavell leant in and gave Dane another small kiss. “I can’t think of a better idea.”
(Epilogue)
The magical couple found themselves stumbling up the ornate staircase, kissing like lustful beasts as they made their way towards the master bedroom. Dane’s hands exploring Wavell’s body in an even more eager fashion than usual. Before this he’d already touched and groped every inch of his boyfriend's frame but now with this fresh form he’s taken, everything is brand new! Even through the expensive fabric of Wavell’s new suit, Dane could feel the difference in the shape and size of the body that lied underneath. Words couldn’t express how excited he was to get even more familiar with it.
Soon enough they were tripping over themselves as they finally reached the bedroom, hardly being able to keep their hands off one another. Wavell flicked his hand, commanding the door ahead of them open before they stumbled through it. Finally they reached the enormous bed that Dane had grown quite accustomed to over his time dating Wavell so far. Just as Dane reached up to start undoing the other man’s suit however, Wavell stopped him.
“Something wrong?” Dane asked.
Wavell glanced at him and then towards the bathroom suite across the room. “No. Nothing’s wrong. It’s just that I want to do this next part alone.”
“What do you mean? Are you gonna have sex with yourself?” Dane laughed, though the more he thought about it he wouldn’t be surprised if Wavell could find a way to do that.
The warlock smirked back at the assumption. “No, no that’s not what I meant. I just mean… getting a chance to see the new me. To see what these new forms of mine have to offer. I want to do it myself.” He admitted.
Dane lent forward, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek. “You don’t have to explain. I get it. Take all the time you need. I’ll be waiting right here for you when you’re ready.” He plopped himself down onto the comfy bed before lying back and relaxing into the soft mattress a little.
After a quick thank you, Wavell excused himself so he could see what these new bodies of his were all about. It didn’t take long for him to close the door to the en-suite before stepping in front of the sink mirror. He’d never get over how jarring it was to see an unfamiliar face reflected back at him. It was just as weird this time around as it had been the last. Thankfully those faces were always incredibly handsome.
If Wavell was going to get a proper look at his new body however, an ordinary sink mirror wasn’t going to cut it. Some temporary reorganisation was in order. This time he didn’t flick his wrist or snap his fingers, instead simply allowing his eyes to glow a deep violet for a moment as his powers activated. Immediately the bathroom began shifting around him. The sink moved itself across to the side while the bath shrunk slightly to make more room until there was a large open space around the mirror. But not for long as said mirror swiftly began growing, lengthening down to the floor before widening a little until it was the large full body mirror.
“Ahhhh perfect… wow I hadn’t realised how nice this suit was.” Wavell complimented himself upon seeing his stylish looking clothes properly at last, seeing how they did a great job at flattering his new body. He’d materialised them on auto-pilot after the merge but usually he went for something more business casual. It must’ve been Chris’ impeccable fashion sense shining through that’d made him go for something a little more high end.
He turned to look at himself in the suit from multiple angles, seeing just how well he’d managed to tailor it to his new form. He could already tell he’d be wearing a lot more of these fancier looking suits from now on. It just felt right given his power. What better way to help display his status as the most powerful magician in the known cosmos. The clothes were as gorgeous as he was! Speaking of… he couldn’t help but step just a bit closer to get a proper look at this dashing new face of his.
As much as Wavell adored his former face of Oliver, he had to admit that Chris’ face had an undeniable allure to it. To start his jawline damn near perfect, having a strong masculine shape that people would respect while also not looking too overkill. It was complemented by immaculately grown facial hair that Wavell couldn’t help running a hand through. It had a similar salt and pepper look to it that his previous beard had. This one had rather dark silver hair coating his cheeks and upper lip while the hair on his chin was significantly lighter in tone. His styled hair did something very similar with a light silver at the front and sides but faded to a dark colour as it went on. It just gave him this sense of unique maturity. That said one new feature would really garner some attention was his eyes. When he wasn’t using his power they were this light blue that shimmered in light. They were enchanting to say the least. He wouldn’t even need to use his power to effortlessly woo over any man he pleased.
With that Wavell took a step back once again. “Welp I suppose there’s only one thing left to do…” he smirked to himself as he began to undo the buttons on his suit jacket before gently slipping it off. In an instant he materialised a small stool to place his carefully folded jacket onto before taking another second to admire himself. The crisp white dress shirt underneath seemed to fit just as perfectly. It framed his modest pecs nicely with sleeves just tight enough to show off his notable biceps. That jacket certainly did a good job at deceiving just how impressive his upper body truly was even in this form. Speaking of impressive Wavell couldn’t help but turn and glance over his shoulder only to find himself swiftly getting hard at the sight of his brand new rounded bubble ass as it stretched the fabric of his suit pants. “Mmmm Dane is gonna love that.” He claimed before giving it a smack. “Him and I both.”
As great as he still looked in this suit, Wavell was getting more and more eager to see exactly what hid beneath. Starting by kicking off his large, expensive looking dress shoes before unbuttoning his shirt and gently slipping it off. He placed it neatly atop the jacket, perfectly folded. Finally he could gaze upon his upper body. Of course he’d already seen it on Chris prior to the merge but this was a whole different ball game. Now it was his! Bringing his arms up into a flex. Despite his lean mass, his shape was flawless. A wide back that extended down into tight waist alongside powerful pecs that he enjoyed puffing out and tensing a little. Not to mention the thick veiny muscle his arms displayed with even the slightest movement.
Before long the massive tent forming in his fitted suit pants became hard to ignore. “Well I suppose I’ve teased it long enough.” He grinned while rubbing his crotch a little. Wavell didn’t waste any time in undoing his belt before briskly stepping out of those nice pants. He was surprised to find himself stood in tighty whitey style briefs rather than the boxer briefs he’d usually wore. After placing the pants with the rest of his clothes he turned around in the mirror a little to check out the way these small briefs fit. “Huh… you know these don’t look too bad actually.” He mumbled to himself, enjoying the way they not only framed his ass but accentuated his bulge as well. “You know I think I might stick to these.” He thought to himself. Though in the same moment he could tell the Alex part of him would much prefer wearing boxer briefs. “…Well as long as I’m Chris anyway.” He added.
After all that Wavell’s cock just couldn’t take it anymore as it threatened tear through the very underwear he’d just been complimenting. A dark spot even began to form due to leaking precum. With a smile he excitedly yanked them off before tossing them on top of the clothes pile, finally setting his thick python of a dick free. At last he was standing in nothing but a pair of long black dress socks.
Though Alex and Chris’ bodies had remained unchanged for the most part, Wavell couldn’t help but take some liberties when it came to his prized male organ. Both bodies had received a significant upgrade in the downstairs department, placing them both in the monstrous category. As was fitting for someone like Mr Wavell. A few extra inches for both Chris and Alex as well as some bonus girth to go with it.
Dane couldn’t help but perk his ears at the sound of groans coming from the en-suite bathroom as he laid on the bed in wait. “Sounds like he’s having fun…” he mumbled to himself as he imagined what he boyfriend was up to in there. Stripping off naked and groping every part of his new body in a lust filled whirlwind he imagined.
Of course Dane was right on the money with his assumption. Wavell had almost completely given into his desires as his hands roamed over every muscle in ecstasy. Not knowing whether to look down at his body or up at the mirror as he groped his chest and pumped his cock. The moans only grew louder as he began to experiment further, starting by simply grabbing at his bubble butt before his fingers began sliding towards his hole. He couldn’t help but allow a dumb grin to form across his face as he pushed a few fingers inside. “Mmmm yeah you’ve definitely experimented a little in your day haven’t you Chris.” Wavell moaned as he fingered himself slowly. His hole was tight for sure but hit as tight as he’d expected.
He must’ve lost himself in this self pleasure for a good 10 or 15 minutes before finally snapping back to reality and remembering that his boyfriend was still waiting for him outside. “Alright Chris, you’ve had your fun. Now it’s Alex’s turn.” Wavell smirked devilishly as he closed his eyes and started the switch. The magic rippled through his body as it swiftly started to expand. It was as if someone had shoved an air pump up his ass and was aggressively blowing up all the muscle in his body. His already sizable pecs grew even thicker and juicer. His powerful biceps and triceps blowing up to colossal sizes. His impressive legs bulking up until his thighs pressed up against each over and his calves started to strain against the dress socks. His back inched wider while his already pert ass jiggled even fatter with pure muscle. Even his hands and feet grew bigger! Now he just looked like a meathead version of Chris, but not for long…
Swiftly Wavell’s body began to de-age, losing its refined maturity in favour of a younger and more jockish look and that couldn’t have been better reflected than by his face. The facial features shifting to becoming more like that of what most would consider a meathead to match his body. His hair was fast losing any signs of silver in favour of a new haircut and a dark brown colour. Any bodily features that resembled Chris in any way vanished. And strangely enough that included his cock. The monster between his legs shortened ever so slightly from about 10 and a half inches down to 9 inches but to make up for it, that lost length was converted into even more girth.
“Oohhhh FUCK yeahhhhh!” Wavell shouted, immediately hitting a double bicep pose with glee as the face he saw in the mirror was no longer Chris. He’d once again flipped over to Alex. “Mmmm that’s it baby! Absolute fucking unit!” He stated before switching to a side chest pose, all of it coming to him rather naturally.
In honesty Wavell could’ve transformed much quicker than he did but this time he really wanted to savour the transformation. To give himself a chance to truly watch and absorb everything that was happening as he went from one body to the other. He couldn’t see himself ever getting tired of it.
From there Wavell swiftly went back to worshiping himself all over again as he got to feel the massive difference in size and shape between his two forms. Certainly not hesitating to give all his muscles a good flex, as was normal for Alex and by extension Wavell whenever he was using this body. Stopping on multiple occasions to kiss his massive biceps in a cocky fashion or to bounce his giant pecs with even more control than when he was Chris.
Wavell went on another tour of his second body. Starting by getting close to the mirror again and admiring his new face, comparing its young jock-like features to Chris’ mature ones. Both being masculine in their own right. Chris had the type of look that commanded formal respect, power and influence from those around. Alex on the other hand had a look that commanded respect on a more primal level with a real no nonsense kind of vibe that other men would admire greatly. And of course both of those statements were true when it came to Wavell.
After taking a moment to enjoy all the subtle differences in his current face, he returned to inspect the rest of his body as a whole. This included running a hand across his thick new abs, appreciating his boulder-like shoulders, hefting his meaty pecs with wonder and of course hardly being able to keep his hands off his fat dick. He certainly wasn’t disappointed by this version of his ass either. It’d lost a bit of its cute perkiness in favour of turning into a total muscle ass that simply had so much mass to grab onto in all its thick glory. When he was Alex, there wasn’t a single part of Wavell that wasn’t thick and he absolutely fucking loved it!
About 10 minutes later Dane, now fully undressed, glanced up at the bathroom door upon hearing the handle twist. He watched with a smirk as Wavell stepped out with the hulking body of Alex. He’d already been expecting it when he noticed the tone of Wavell’s voice shift at one point as he was getting familiar with his body. He soon noticed the suit Wavell had been wearing previously now scrunched up in a ball of clothes under his bulky arm. It seemed this version of him wasn’t nearly as worried about being neat. “So big guy… What happened to Chris?” He grinned.
Wavell discarded the suit, tossing it off to the side before marching towards the bed, loving how he was able to conduct his new weight. “Chris is on a break right now…” Wavell shifted slowly onto the large bed, causing it to creak slightly. “So you have the pleasure of dealing with me.” He slowly crawled on top of his boyfriend, pinning him down with that wolfish smile that Dane could always recognise no matter what Wavell looked like.
It was quickly made clear to Dane that he gonna be bottoming tonight by the way Wavell proceeded to manhandle him. After getting pinned down and having Wavell’s lips pressed against his own, he could only allow himself to submit to the bulkier man. It wasn’t long before Wavell flipped Dane onto his stomach and started planting kisses along his back until he reached that delicious looking bubble ass. Wavell gripped it firmly before spreading Dane’s cheeks and diving his face between them.
Dane could certainly tell Wavell was different now, but not in a bad way. It seemed as though he was drawing slightly on the personalities of whichever body he was using as he’d quickly adopted Alex’s more aggressive approach to sex. Even going as far as to wrap an arm around Dane’s neck to hold him in place as Wavell plunged himself deep inside the other man’s hole. Barely giving his boyfriend a second to think as he pounded him with all his might, the sheer girth of his cock forcing Dane’s hole to stretch further than it ever had before.
From there it was just a horny blur. Wavell taking full control with flipping Dane like a rag doll into all sorts of different positions. Switching between making Dane gag on his dick and having him moan uncontrollably at his prostate was being slammed into. Commanding him to bounce on the fat rod at multiple points as Wavell gripped his hips and guided him even faster. Even getting so into it at points that Dane even begged Wavell to choke him a little which was something the two had never done but both found themselves rather enjoying.
Eventually however all things must come to an end and in this case that was after Dane had been filled with at least three of Alex’s thick loads. One down his throat and two filling his ass leaving the pair satisfied at last for the night. It was after this that Wavell showed his more caring side again as he offered to get them both cleaned up before snuggling up to Dane in bed. Hell he even asked Dane to be the big spoon! Alex Wavell might’ve had quite an aggressive sexual side but it was clear to the other man that in reality he was just a big softie.
Dane snuggled up close to his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around him and giving Wavell’s chest a cheeky squeeze. Even rubbing his bulge gently up against that huge muscle ass. He might not have gotten a chance to experience that big butt tonight but was certain he’d get his chance soon enough along with a chance to experience Chris as a whole. But with that he closed his eyes and started to drift off to the delightful daydream of all the fun that was to come with both of Wavell’s new bodies…
Happy Birthday to my very good friend @mrwavellswaps! He's the best friend I could want, so here's a little something in celebration of his special day! Make sure you all go check out the Transforming the Teacher collaboration here, it'll be important so you all understand the lore going on!
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I’ve been Dane for around a month now. It’d all started when I was at work, just like any other day of the week as a maths teacher. Little did I know my life would be irrevocably changed when Mr Wavell decided to pay me a visit and transformed me into this huge, hunky stud I was now accustomed to being. It had taken some time to adjust though. The first morning I woke up in this body I’d almost screamed in shock before things started coming back to me and I realised the events of the previous day hadn’t been a dream.
Dating a man originally from an alternate universe that also happened to have literal magical powers had turned out to be a wild ride. For one, he could do amazing things with his cock. Like, truly unbelievable. If you’ve never had a guy’s rock-hard cock literally lengthen and thicken inside you whilst you’re getting fucked, you’re missing out. He was sweet too. Sure, he had his enigmatic maturity because of his merging with Oliver Wavell, but the closer I got to him the more I caught glimpses of the person he used to be. A young man not much older than 18 whose magic had been killing his own body. He was just as new to this whole romance thing as I was, which was surprisingly comforting.
I was currently sitting almost naked in the middle of one of the rooms of Wavell’s mansion. He was no doubt off transforming some unsuspecting people, which I was sure I’d hear all about as soon as he was home. A jockstrap was the only thing I had on, but it wasn’t any ordinary jockstrap. No, it had been given to me by Wavell, Oliver as I usually called him, as a ‘test’. He was being all secretive about something, and insisted I used this magically infused jockstrap to try and tap into his own near infinite supply of magic. So that’s what I’d spent the better half of the last month doing. Sat almost naked because Wavell was a horny bastard that loved to stare at my body, attempting to get a feel for what magic was like. I’d gotten good too in the time he’d been off having fun, or I thought I had at least.
The sudden feeling of lips on the back of my neck shook the magic out of my grip. “How’s it going?” I heard Wavell’s voice whisper against my skin.
I leant back into his warm, familiar prescience and smiled softly. “Pretty good, I think. Does time flow weirdly here or something? I know this whole place is running outside of normal time,” I gestured vaguely around at the walls, “but I swear it only feels like I’ve been sitting here five minutes, even though I know it’s been longer.”
“You finally noticed it then?” Wavell said as I felt him sit down on the floor behind me. His hands had settled onto the bare skin of my waist, and were rubbing up and down gently. “It’s the magic you’ve been dabbling with, not the place that makes time feel funny. It can have that effect when you’re not familiar with its touch. This is the first session you’ve noticed it these past few weeks of practising though, that’s a good sign Dane.”
“Yeah? I did wonder what was up with that. Your magic really does a number on people huh?” I replied.
“It certainly does, doesn’t it.” My mentor smirked as his hands drifted upwards to give my pecs a cheeky grope. “Describe it to me, would you? My magic that is, how did it feel when you were using it?”
“Colourful.” I said without thinking. “There were all these colours that danced at the edge of my vision, some I hadn’t even seen before. When I pulled at them with my mind and held them close, that’s when I felt the magic flair up. Was different depending on what colour I pulled at.”
“Colourful huh? That’s not exactly how I’d- Hmmm, you certainly are a conundrum, aren’t you?”
“If you say so.” I rested my head back on his shoulder and tilted it so he could see my eyes; they were a shimmering gold colour that almost seemed to swim around instead of what they were supposed to be. “I think I might have got a bit of a handle on physical transformation magic.”
Wavell smiled down at me with a hint of amusement. “I had no doubts that was what you’d take a look at first, given that blog of yours you showed me.”
“Guilty as charged. Sorting through all these colours seems like it will take forever, but there’s an icy blue that always comes up when I’m looking at transformations. I think that and this weird, greenish red colour make up physical changes. How long did it take you to get a handle on them?”
“On these colours you say you can see?” Wavell asked. “My own magic took a long while before I got it totally under control, but I always had a sense of what it was I suppose. It’s always just come so naturally, especially once I took this form.” He hadn’t quite answered the question I asked, but it was good enough that I didn’t dwell on it for too long.
After a couple more seconds of enjoying his embrace, I eventually pulled myself up to my feet and let my eyes fade back to their regular colour. I was standing over Wavell now, my large, bulky body on full display in just the red jockstrap. I held a hand out and pulled Wavell to his feet again along with me; now he was home I had a surprise for him.
“So, I know you said you didn’t want to do anything for your birthday, but I couldn’t help but plan a little something whilst I was practising. I remembered what you were saying about Oliver Wavell being perfectly in tune with you and that’s what let you take him over for good, so I got a little curious.” I glanced down at our still joined hands as I spoke and smiled nervously.
“Curious about?”
“Curious if there were any other bodies out there which would be as in tune with you as your current one. Bodies that were a little more, ummm, bulky.” I glanced back up, my eyes wide with sudden embarrassment. “Not that I don’t like your current one! You’re very handsome. It’s just, I’ve seen how much you love touching my body... and all those stories about the type of guys you’ve hopped into before... Maybe you’d enjoy something a little more my size as a permanent home?”
“My my, someone has been busy whilst I’ve been gone huh?” Wavell said as his hands slid down and around my waist before settling over my exposed ass cheeks. “But I don’t expect finding another that’s able to hold my magic like Oliver can would be an easy task. I myself spent a long while jumping back and forth between your world and mine before I stumbled on this body. The magic I possess is just too vast for the average person to hold it for long unless they resonate with it perfectly; there’s a reason I can only possess bodies for so long before I’m forced to leave so I don’t hurt them or worse.”
“I needed a connection to your magic, so I took the jockstrap and went looking anyway.” I blushed as I remembered just how I’d had to go looking. “I was sitting in one corner of a gym locker-room in just the jock, trying not to get seen as I felt around the gym for anyone that felt the same as I feel when you’re around. You making it so it only works when I’m not wearing clothes really wasn’t helpful then I can assure you that.” I deadpanned.
Wavell smirked at me. “You look so good in just the jockstrap though! Frames that fat ass of yours perfectly, and that bulge makes my mouth water just looking at it.” One of his hands moved around to cup my package, secured under the fitted and admittedly very comfortable fabric.
“Stop being horny and let me finish!” I laughed as Wavell wiggled his eyebrows before he returned both hands to my backside. “Anyway. Whilst I didn’t find anyone that was a match, there were a few guys that felt like they were almost there. Similar to how the magic in the jockstrap felt, but not quite the same.”
“Them being similar won’t cut it though I’m afraid. Sure, I could probably take an extended vacation in one, but fusing permanently won’t work unless they’re just right to gel with my magic.” Wavell said with an apologetic look.
“You see, that’s what got me thinking.” I said with a slight twinkle in my eye. “A lot of what makes up maths is taking a problem you don’t know how to solve but have the pieces for, and putting those pieces together to find a solution. We could probably spend ten years looking and not find someone that fits as well as Oliver Wavell does, but what if we could make someone fit?”
Wavell raised a curious eyebrow. “Make someone fit? Go on?”
I shrugged. “Take one of these guys I’ve found that is close but not perfect, and do whatever magic transforming mumbo jumbo you do to them until they can hold your magic. I can’t pretend to know how you’d do it; I’ve only just got a handle on making adjustments on myself after all. That’s your part to solve.”
Wavell didn’t say anything for a few moments as a thoughtful look settled over his handsome features. “I suppose the only way to find out is to jump inside and get a feel for them. See what my magic thinks and whether there’s any merit to this idea you’ve got.” He gave an innocent smile that warmed my heart. Though that innocence was quite short-lived as his smile turned a bit more cheeky. “Want to go out just in that?”
I glanced down at myself and blushed a little. “God no, that would be embarrassing. Think you can get me some clothes?”
A wave of his hand and suddenly I was fully dressed again. “You know where to find these men you’ve picked out without stripping down again?”
I nodded. “I kept an eye on them. If they aren’t at the gym, we can check their places.”
“Lead the way then Dane, I’ll be right behind you.” Wavell said with a gesture at the door.
I rolled my eyes as I started walking. “To stare at my ass in these jeans I bet!”
“Oh you know me so well, I did give it to you for a reason after all!”
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I’d never managed to quite get used to the way Wavell travelled. We’d walked to the mansion that first day we met, but I soon learnt that was more of a one time romantic thing from a man that could be anywhere he wanted just by thinking it. One second we were standing in his walk-in wardrobe so I could get dressed, the next his hand was on mine and we were gone in a flash.
The next thing I knew we were standing in a cosy looking bedroom. Laid out naked on the bed below us with a blanket to hide his package was the first hunk I'd chosen, sound asleep.
“How did you-?” I whispered in an attempt not to wake the hairy hunk.
Wavell tapped the side of his nose and winked. “Magic Dane. You know which dudes you picked out, so all I had to do was tap into that.”
“So now…?”
Wavell grinned. “Now my dear Dane, I hop inside and see what I can do.”
I had heard stories from Wavell of him possessing people, of when he'd slid himself into someone's body and taken control; but actually watching it as it unfolded before my eyes was a strange sight.
He sat down on the bed beside the man and waved a hand over his body as he shifted around in his sleep. The hunk soon settled, and that was when Wavell placed a hand on his beefy chest. No, that was wrong. It wasn't on his chest, it was in his chest. The hand seemed to sink into the furred muscle as I watched in awe at the strange, almost otherworldly sight. It was soon followed by the rest of Wavell's wrist and forearm, then his bicep, before finally his shoulder had sunk inside the huge slab of muscle.
“Fucking hell.” I said as Wavell briefly paused and grinned over at me.
“You haven't seen anything yet Dane, just wait until I'm in control!” He practically leapt on top of the huge man below him then. The rest of the massive body almost shivered as Wavell forced his way inside. More and more of my familiar lover sunk away, and the massive hairy dude began to stir the more Wavell took over.
It only took a few more moments for Wavell to push himself completely inside; I knew he'd done it when the man on the bed groaned, sat up, then winked at me. “Very nice choice of first body here Dane, how'd you like this one with me in control?” He said as he started to run his hands over his new temporary body.
I took a seat beside him and placed a hand on one of his thighs. “Daddy Wavell’s looking sexy as fuck in this one.”
He was silent for a brief moment whilst he carried on inspecting, but spoke up a second later. “I can feel it you know, the potential for this body to become a permanent host. I’ll need to plant a seed of my magic and see if it flourishes, see if I can fix the slight dissonance between myself and any of these men you’ve chosen.” He looked between my hand on his huge thigh and my curious face as I watched him. “But give me a few minutes of focus and I can probably get a seed in here.”
I wiggled my eyebrows at him and smirked. “Once you’ve done that, maybe there’s somewhere else you should stick your seed? After all, you should probably take that body for a test drive right?”
Wavell nodded. “I think you might be right there Dane…”
An hour of sweaty sex and both magical and non magical seed planting, and I was laid curled up with Wavell in this guy’s bed. Two beefy studs tangled up together and sticky beyond belief. After having seemingly endless amounts of sex with Wavell in his ordinary lean body over the last month, getting my ass bred by a man the same size as me and twice as hairy was certainly a nice change of pace. He definitely seemed to be enjoying it as well with how often he stopped to flex and run his hands through the forest of fur covering almost every inch of his body. And of course he couldn’t stop himself from doing his trademark bedroom magic trick of making his new body’s cock grow and shrink dramatically inside me as he pumped. It was so incredible that I was somewhat upset when he finally finished, but that was nothing new when it came to sex with Wavell. As amazing as it felt when he unloaded inside me and filled me to the brim, I knew it had to stop eventually.
“Now that was hot.” I said as I idly stroked the hair on his chest afterwards.
“That it was my love, but we have more places to be before the day is over right?”
I nodded. “Three more to go. Hopefully I’m right and these seeds of magic will do the trick.”
Wavell smiled and gave the top of my head a quick kiss. “I have every faith in you Dane, I’m sure at least one of them will work out, if not all of them. I’d have a real choice on my hands then.”
We laid there for a few more minutes before I eventually pulled myself out of Wavell’s embrace and started to search around for my clothes. “Are you going to leave him here all sweaty and cum covered?” I asked as I slid my jeans back on.
Wavell had already slipped out of the guy at some point between when I stood up and when I started pulling my clothes on. He was looking down at the once again sleeping form of the man he’d just been inside, and with a snap of his fingers the guy was back to almost exactly how we’d found him. “Better?”
I smiled. “Much. Onto the next place then? I think we can find at least one of them at the gym, if not more.”
“Hang on. Just one last thing for our sleeping hunk here.” I saw that grin on his face and I already knew he was planning something. With a wave of his hand I couldn’t help but shake my head as I watched the hairy hunk’s cock stretch from its ordinary six inches up to a hefty nine or so. Perhaps even more. It was hard to tell.
“Was that really necessary?” I raised an eyebrow towards my ever horny boyfriend.
He simply laughed whilst he gently placed a hand under the new python he’d granted this man and gripped it gently. “No. But I thought he deserved a sort of consolation in the short term if this does somehow end up being my future body.” Almost on cue this new monster cock began firing another huge load which caused the man to groan in his sleep. I could only face palm at the mess as I watched, then gave Wavell a look that didn’t require words.
Once I’d made Wavell clean up the second mess he’d caused, he slid his hand into mine, and in a flash we were off. The sleeping stud would be none the wiser about what we’d gotten up to with his body, unless Wavell ended up merging with him at a later date.
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We found our next candidates in the gym just like I’d guessed we would. They were both huge bodybuilder types, people that probably lived almost exclusively in the gym. You didn’t get a body like either of theirs without some serious discipline and it becoming a lifestyle. We had Alex, the dark-haired beefcake in purple, and the muscled black hunk that went by Ched, both over doing bicep curls with the free weights.
I had gotten very familiar with the gym lifestyle since I’d been gifted with this body, but part of me couldn’t resist the sweeter foods. I could only assume it was this body, as from day one in my new form I’d never had or cared about gaining shredded abs or being crazy toned like these dudes so obviously were. Thick and slightly soft was my game.
“How’d you want to play this then? Two of them, how’s that going to work? One at a time?” I whispered to Wavell as we stood off to one corner of the gym. We were out the way enough to not be noticed, whilst also having a good view of both men.
There was a knowing smile on his face when I glanced over. “I’ve seen plenty of men like these two, possessed plenty too. Won’t be too difficult to get close or implant the magic, not when I know exactly what works on them.” With that Wavell was off towards Alex. There was some little flutter of magic, but the only clue I had to what he’d done was a slight change in how he walked. Some type of illusion?
It was the strangest of interactions to watch unfold. Alex looked to be in the middle of his arm workout as Wavell approached. He was stood up with two massive weights in each hand, curling them up slowly as he watched his form in the gym mirror. Wavell approached slowly and waited for Alex to finish up the set he was in the middle of before he spoke. I couldn’t make out what he was saying from this distance, but after a couple of moments Alex seemed to allow Wavell to help him out.
It was all normal for a few minutes. Wavell got behind Alex as he went up in weight, then helped spot Alex as he tested out the heavier load. For a few reps all seemed fine, until Alex strained with each lift and Wavell had to step in and lend a hand. He stepped in close, bulge pressed right against the stud's round ass as he braced a hand under each elbow to support. There was another something, a hint of magic again like the first body Wavell had ‘seeded’ with his magic.
Pressing his bulge into Alex's ass as the method of possession was unorthodox, but also so very Wavell. Once again Wavell’s body seemed to disappear into the one in front of him, starting cock and balls first. The seconds went by and Wavell’s body shrunk away to nothing as he pushed himself into Alex’s body whilst his magic held off anyone from noticing anything wrong. All I had to do was blink and then there was only one man there now; Alex with Wavell now inside him.
His magic made it easy to right the weight Alex had stumbled with and finish the rep then set the weights down. He cracked his neck from side to side, then rolled his shoulders back. He admired himself in the mirror for a second, I assumed to plant the seed of his magic, then glanced over and blew a kiss in my direction.
With him finished up with Alex, it was onto Ched. Thanks to Wavell’s magic he hadn’t noticed anything up like the rest of the gym patrons, which would come as a huge advantage. Possessing Ched now he was in control of Alex’s hunky form would be easy. He stood up from the bench and swaggered across the floor towards Ched, a confident look on his face.
Wavell inside Alex slapped a friendly hand down on Ched’s shoulder as he was in the middle of a set of bicep curls. “Looking good dude! But you could be pushing it even harder, I know you man. Want me to spot you lifting heavier?” I could just about hear Wavell said as he channelled his best gym bro self.
Ched smiled up at Wavell. “Thanks bro! Yeah I’m always down for bigger lifts, let’s get to it man!”
From there Wavell had him hook, line and sinker. He got in close, closer than he needed to help him lift the heavier weights, and pressed his stolen body almost right up against Ched’s. He pretended to make little adjustments to help Ched lift throughout the sets as an excuse to keep close and take any opportunity to touch the massive black dude. A little magic whispered into his ear and a slight jerking motion and I knew he’d done it.
I was expecting Alex to get up and walk off then, for Wavell to jump over into Ched to seed him too. That wasn’t what happened.
Both men looked over at me and grinned. It was a look filled with lust and amusement, one that told me Wavell was up to something as the two stalked towards me.
“W-Wavell…?” I said as both Alex and Ched drew close.
Both men nodded. “Whilst I’m getting their bodies all juiced up with magic I thought it’d be easier to get both done at once.” Alex said. “And I’ve seen your mind Dane, I know how hot you find the idea of a threesome like this.” Ched continued.
I could barely speak. I had no idea Wavell was capable of something like this, of something so deliciously hot. I glanced around as Wavell closed the distance between me and his two temporary forms until I found what I was looking for.
I nodded over at a nearby storage cupboard. “In there. Quickly.” I said with a slight blush.
Both jock’s mouths hit my neck and started to kiss hungrily as we stumbled back into the privacy of a lockable room. Thank god for him and his magic, because there was no way my ass would be able to take both of these studs without that help.
It began with the three of us obsessively admiring each other's muscles while we gradually removed layers of clothing. It didn’t take long before Alex-Wavell started gloating about being the biggest between us and how that meant ‘he got to go first’. I soon realised what he meant when I found myself sandwiched between the two jocks. Ched-Wavell positioning his ass in front of me, guiding my cock towards his hole while Alex-Wavell excitedly got himself ready to plunge into my own juicy ass. When it started it was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. One Wavell was hot as fuck; two was more mind blowing than I felt my regular human brain could handle.
I was struggling to stay grounded in reality with all my senses overloading. On one end I had a massive blonde hunk slamming into my prostate who with every thrust forced my own cock to sink in and out of the beautiful black muscle ass before me. I could barely form words as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. I only received the tiniest rest when the two Wavell’s made the decision to switch but it didn’t take long for them to get back into the rhythm. Now I found myself mindlessly plunging into Alex-Wavell’s even bigger ass while Ched-Wavell jackhammered me with his fat cock.
This only ended when I couldn’t hold my load any longer and found myself seeding Alex-Wavell’s ass. The two of them seemed to share a knowing glance as if they were waiting for this. Once I’d unloaded every drop Alex-Wavell pulled my cock out of his ass, some of my cum dripping out in the process, and turned to give me a deep kiss before joining his other half behind me. I should’ve known what was going to happen next. Soon after I found myself having to hold back some rather extreme groans as both hunks penetrated my ass simultaneously. I had no idea it was possible to feel this… full. Feeling both cocks were wetly rubbing together inside me as they drifted between thrusting in union and pumping in parallel to each other, all the while they tirelessly made out and complimented themselves on how hot and huge they were. That is before they turned their attention to showering me with compliments as well, each of them grabbing at one of my pecs from behind as we could all agree that I still had the juiciest muscle tits between us.
We let Ched and Alex stumble out of the storage closet around half an hour later, dazed and a little confused once Wavell had released them from his possession. They were left with zero recollection of the three-way fuck train they had with me or having both dumped their loads inside me at the same time. In its place would be a strange memory of hooking up with each other of which the two otherwise straight men wouldn’t be able to explain. Taking turns fucking eachother until they finished by rubbing their cocks together. A passing gay experience, a one off they wouldn’t dwell on for long except late at night in occasional horny fantasies.
“You enjoyed leaving them like that, didn’t you?” I rolled my eyes a little as we rested against the wall outside the room we’d just been fucking in, but couldn’t help the smile that peaked at the corners of my lips.
Wavell shrugged. “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.” The attempt to act noncommittal was a bad one with how well I knew him. Throwing gay experiences at the straightest of men like those two was something he loved more than anything else.
I shook my head and chuckled. “Come on you, one last man on the list that I managed to find.” I said as I held a hand out.
Wavell slid his hand into mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. “One last stop then.”
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Here we were, the final man. He was significantly older than the other three men I’d found, but just as muscular as I wanted Wavell. We had to search around a little, but after a couple of jumps we located him at work. From what we could see as we watched him through a window from the street he owned an art gallery, one he was in the middle of preparing for a new show. Dressed up in a simple pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and his tools slung low around his waist, I was reminded of how glad I felt when I’d first spotted him in the gym and realised he was a close match. A real silver fox.
Before I could even ask what the plan this time was, Wavell was walking up to the closed gallery door and knocking on it. I followed behind him, looking a touch worried at just what shenanigans he was about to pull now.
Our target set down the picture he’d been holding and tucked his pencil behind his ear as he came over to us. “Hi, hi!” He said as the glass door swung open. “I’m sorry, but I’m not exactly open for business this evening, but we’ve got a great showing coming up this weekend-”
Wavell held a hand up and smiled warmly. “I’m sorry to disturb you so late, I really am. But me and my boyfriend Dane here,” he gestured back at me, “were looking to make a very particular acquisition that Dane thinks only you can help us with. Would you mind if we just took a couple of minutes to pick your brain…?”
“Christpher, but please, call me Chris.” He glanced over his shoulder into the gallery, then back at Wavell and I. “I suppose I could spare a couple of minutes, I could probably use the break anyway.”
Wavell beamed at him and held out a friendly hand to be shaken. “You have no idea how grateful we are. I promise this will only take a moment, then it’ll be like you forgot we were even here.”
That same tingle of magic sat in the air as the two men in front of me clasped hands. I watched as Chris blinked a couple times in confusion as something seemed to settle over him. I knew Wavell must’ve done something with that handshake because seconds later there was a fire in Chris’ eyes before he launched himself at my boyfriend. Their lips crashed together as this devilishly handsome man I’d scouted wrapped his arms around Wavell in a desperate frenzy. Not for long however. Before I knew it, Wavell’s form began to sink inside our latest candidate. He took a deep breath, giving his new form a feel, until next thing I knew I was being kissed softly by the newly possessed Chris. His lips were soft and tasted of coffee, and his muscled arms around my body felt comforting as our lips slid over each other’s.
When we pulled away I couldn’t help the slight smile on my face. “Gone all romantic on me compared to earlier. No hot sweaty sex like the other bodies.”
There was a chuckle and a ruffle of my hair, which only made me smile more. “Your ass has had quite enough for one day.” His eyes flicked back into the gallery, much like those same eyes had a second ago when Chris had still been in control. “Besides, have you seen this place? All this art everywhere, I think I’d feel bad for fucking in here, even if I could undo any damage. No, just a kiss this time.”
I stepped back in closer and rested my forehead against his own stolen one. “Had a chance to implant the magic yet?”
I felt the nod of affirmation even before I heard the reply. “Doing it now. First ones took a little longer whilst I figured out exactly what I was doing to them, where I had to place the magic to attempt to let it grow and fix the differences, but I’ve got a good handle on it now. One more minute, then we can head home and play the waiting game to see if any of these four men work.”
Even once the magical seed had been planted, Wavell stayed in the vessel for a while longer as the two of us had a quick peek around the gallery. He held me close to his temporary body, allowing me to get a good feel for what the future could look like. “So then. What are your thoughts? Think you could see this being the new me?” He glanced at his reflection in a nearby mirror, admiring his sharp new features.
I glanced up at his handsome older face and smiled. “I could see you as any of the men you’ve been today.” I said earnestly. “You looked like you had fun as every one of them, so no matter the outcome I’ll be happy.” I blushed a little. “Though I can’t lie, having you in a body closer to my age is an idea I like, even if you are a hot Daddy right now.”
“Mmmm… I’ve gotta say I very much enjoyed my time as those younger meatheads you picked out. With each one I felt as though I fit right in.” Wavell gently ran a hand through that styled hair of his before dragging it across the stubble coating his face, inspecting his current look with glee. “But this one really does have that air of maturity I so love. The silver hair just feels so right, you know.” With that I tossed my arms up into a double bicep pose, getting a good look at the bulging muscle in my reflection. “Plus it’s got plenty of size to work with as well.” He smirked devilishly while checking out this body’s muscle from every angle, even lifting up his shirt to get a good look at those rock hard abs and strong pecs.
Once he was done admiring himself he smiled at me softly in a way that was unmistakable no matter what body he was in. He pulled me in and kissed my forehead before pulling me along eagerly to continue admiring all the great work around the gallery. Perhaps that was partly due to influence from Chris’ body.
Before long we once again stood together in the doorway to this fancy gallery and just held each other close. It had been one long, exciting day, so a moment of calm was well needed whilst I let Wavell finish up whatever magical things he needed to do. No matter what body he ended up in, no matter which of the four ended up working to create a new body, I knew he’d always feel the same to me. He was my Wavell. Maybe it was something about how his magic made him feel, or maybe it was simply him; but no matter what form he took, permanently or otherwise, I knew I’d always recognise him.
The sound of a door closing behind me shook me from my thoughts. I glanced up to see the face of Oliver Wavell smiling down at me, the same face I’d grown used to this past month.
“When did you get out of Chris?” I asked. I hadn’t felt his arms leave their embrace around me.
“Minute or two ago. You were so lost in thought I didn’t want to disturb you, so I slipped Chris out of me and sent him back inside with no memory of us turning up at his door.” He nuzzled the top of my head slightly, then kissed it through my hair. “Thinking about anything in particular?” He asked.
The blissful smile on my face gave away more of how I was feeling than any words ever could.
“Just you.” I replied.
“Well I am flattered. Time to go then I suppose, a certain someone has to be up early for work tomorrow if I remember correctly.”
I shook my head a little, but couldn’t wipe the look of contentment off my face. “That I do, that I do indeed. Would you drop me off at mine then? It’s a fair way away from here and it’s rather cold out.”
Wavell nodded. “Of course I can Dane. it’d be my pleasure.”
(Original story posted November 7th 2022) This story has been mildly Updated!
This is the second part of a collaborative story that I’ve been working on with the incredible @tf-lover! I’ve had so much fun bringing this to life with him and I hope you all enjoy it as well!
Read Part 1 Here!
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Ohhh this morning was a fun one for Mr Wavell. Like usual he’d been scouting around for his next subject. The next lucky soul for him to bless with his magic. And that’s when he saw him. A skinny 20 something year old teacher that was making his way to work. He couldn’t explain it but Wavell just got a feeling about him. A feeling that he just couldn’t ignore. Immediately he knew that he just had to have some fun with this guy.
And he did exactly that. Of course he could’ve just snapped his fingers and transformed the young teacher right away but he wanted to take his time with this one. Make it a process. In doing so he waved his hand with a magical glow and the first of many changes began.
The feet were first and watching the man stumble a little with his bigger feet at first had definitely got a chuckle out of Wavell. After that he went on to alter the man’s height, muscle mass, hair and more. Naturally this caused the teacher to gain quite the confidence boost despite how bizarre the situation was. It became apparent from the way he talked to the way he carried his increasingly immaculate form. It was incredibly hot to witness. Then seeing him have to adjust to sitting with his legs spread further apart after having his balls grow only made the warlock happier. It was even more entertaining to see the teacher try and adjust to the change without alerting any suspicion from the few students in his classroom.
Oh but when the nipples came along. That’s when things started to get really heated. Wavell couldn’t help but think how delicious they looked. So desperate to be seen even through the teacher's shirt and jumper. The warlock had half a mind to undo his invisibility right then and there just so he could come up behind the man and wrap his arms around that now gigantic chest of his. All just so he could start pinching those nipples so he could hear their new owner whine under the sensitivity. But he kept his cool. After all, there were still students around. Instead he simply gazed on and continued his work.
Wavell made sure to have a good time watching the rest of the changes progress. Bulking up that formerly twinkish teacher body even more to the point where his clothes, even after expanding, were stretched ridiculously tight. Altering his facial features, adjusting his voice to a deeper yet smooth tone, having his ass inflate into two massive globes just moments before his pecs grew to truly monstrous proportions. And not to mention growing that dick of his into every man’s beer can thick dream of a cock! Wavell might’ve gone a little overkill with that one as the sheer pleasure of it caused the poor teacher to unload in his underwear.
However it seemed that the transformation had finally been completed just in time for the end of the school day. The name was always the last thing to change in a reality altering transformation such as this. So when the teacher’s boss addressed him by none other than his new name, Dane, Wavell knew that his transformation had finally run its course. Complete at last
The warlock could’ve just observed Dane after that. Of course it would’ve been fun to see him trying to adjust to his new body at home but Wavell decided to help him out after he’d given him so much entertainment already today. In fact Wavell already wanted to make some tiny adjustments to Dane’s mind as well but those could wait till later. First he had to rush ahead to his most recent subject’s home so he could change things up. After all, none of it was made to accommodate the huge and hunky Dane de Bruin.
Wavell arrived in a flash and he already knew the first thing that needed altering. Dane’s old clothes. As he looked through everything that man had, Wavell knew that absolutely none of it would fit. As far as the t-shirts went, they would probably only succeed in going over Dane’s head; there was no way his new pecs and huge shoulders would let them go any further.
And so the first order of business was to take about half of Dane’s old clothes and start to upsize them. He made sure the shirts had plenty of room in the front for his pecs along with big enough sleeves to contain the sheer size and power of Dane’s flexed biceps. Same deal with his trousers, Wavell gave them plenty of space in the back for that big muscle ass of his to be comfortable, while also showing it off perfectly along with his bulge and thighs. Obviously the same went for all his socks and underwear as well.
As for the rest of the clothes, Mr Wavell started changing them completely. Not only did he make them bigger, but he turned them into totally different articles of clothing. Most of the leftover shirts transformed into tank-tops with a few compression shirts thrown in. Any of the other trousers and shorts on the other hand were transformed into gym shorts and comfortable joggers. All perfect for working out in.
Once the mischievous warlock was finished with the clothes, he moved onto some other things in the house. One of which was the food. He restocked the cupboards with a bunch of healthy food that would have tons of good calories in them. Perfect for maintaining all that muscle mass Dane had adopted. Speaking of, he also stocked the cupboards up with plenty of protein powder and many different muscle building supplements to go with it.
Another noticeable change was the home gym Wavell conjured up. Dane now had plenty of light and heavy weights in the form of plates and dumbbells to work with alongside a barbell, exercise bands, a chin-up bar, and even an exercise bike for cardio. He even tossed in a few machines here and there to really make the most of the space. Before long Wavell had managed to create any gym junkie dream home gym!
Once that was done he placed his hands on his hips and looked around, taking pride in his work. Mere moments later however, Wavell heard the front door creak open…
In stepped the new Dane, oblivious to the warlock’s invisible form. He’d soon discover the changes to his clothes and the rest of the house, but right now there was only one thing he wanted. A shower.
All the changes he’d mysteriously undergone had left him sticky with cum and sweaty as fuck. Hence a quick shower to clean himself up before dinner was certainly in order. The hunk started by stripping off as he made his way upstairs. It was a struggle with his new bulky body to actually get the skin tight clothes off, but the shirt already being ruined helped a lot. Once the jumper and trousers were off he simply tore the rest of the shirt from his body and discarded the tattered cloth outside the bathroom door.
Mr Wavell of course was more than happy to watch as Dane stepped into the bathroom. He took pleasure in watching Dane strip down and fully reveal his new buff form at last. He’d take even more pleasure in watching the man explore it further while he showered…
Once Dane was in the bathroom he didn't bother locking the door; he was the only one at home so there was no need for that. He stepped under the shower, leaving the glass shower door wide open. His cannon ball sized shoulders barely fit inside the small cubicle now, so he didn't see a need to squeeze himself in anymore than he already was. Dane didn't care if the bathroom got a little wet, it was a small price to pay for fitting his bigger body inside the small space.
The searing hot spray felt wonderful against his skin once he turned the shower knob. The former skinny teacher usually leaned towards lukewarm showers, but it seemed his new body just adored the higher heat as the bathroom filled with steam. "Mmmm, fuck that feels good." He mumbled.
After a minute or two of letting the water run over the muscular ridges of his body, Dane grabbed the shower gel and squeezed a generous amount of it into his hand. He rubbed it between his hands then lifted one arm up to expose the hairy, musky pit; he hadn't realised how different his scent was now compared to before, and it was strong. Pungent even. The kind of manly scent that would turn the heads of almost anyone that caught so much of a whiff. However, as intrigued as he was by his new aroma, he needed to get washed. And so the brawny man wasted no time rubbing soap under both arms, though of course that just led to his hands drifting down towards the thick, muscular pecs he now possessed.
Dane just couldn’t resist them. His nipples were like lightning rods to his cock as he 'washed' his muscle tits. He groped and squeezed them with soapy hands, moaning in his new deeper rumble as he worshipped himself. The huge mounds felt so delicious in his hands, soft and pliable as relaxed muscle always was. Of course he could flex, which caused them to tense up and harden, but something about the soft squishiness of them only seemed to make the muscle bound hunk more aroused. He just didn’t want to let go!
Wavell was more than happy that he’d stuck around to watch! He loved the sight of such a huge stud like that lathering up his body in such a helplessly erotic fashion. Exploring all the new feelings and sensations his transformed body had to offer. But getting to see Dane’s cock jump to attention via the stimulation to his nipples alone was more than enough for Wavell to unzip his trousers and whip his own dick before stroking it gently.
He spent so long playing with his new chest that Dane nearly forgot there were other parts to his body he needed to explore. He couldn't really be blamed though. These new pecs were just so hypnotising that he got lost in them. He began manoeuvring his hands more freely as he continued lathering himself up. He flexed his biceps and admired the powerful muscle. He ran his hands down his massive beefy legs, still in awe at how huge his thighs were. Even his shoulders and stomach weren't left out from all the intense bodily worship. But of course he couldn’t stop himself from giving his ass cheeks a good grope when he went to lather them up as well, jiggling and hefting them while allowing a horny laugh to escape his lips. The fat globes of muscle on Dane’s ass feeling almost as good as the fat globes of muscle sitting on his chest.
The Warlock watched on with pleasure as Dane’s hands glided along every curve of muscle and explored every crevice. But when he started groping and squeezing that thick fuzzy ass, Wavell almost couldn’t contain himself. For a second he’d considered making his presence known, undoing the invisibility spell just for a chance to stuff his face between either those fat ass cheeks or those plump pecs. The temptation was… powerful.
Through all this his cock had been rock hard and leaking. He’d never been one to leak a huge amount of precum before, but now it was like someone had left the tap running and forgotten about it. There was so damn much drooling from the tip. And just the size of his shaft too. Dane suspected that his new member even while soft was just as big, if not bigger, than his old dick had been fully hard prior to his hunkification. Naturally the sight of the behemoth dick he now sported was hard to believe even as he touched it. He couldn't even begin to guess how big it was, only that it looked at least twice as big as it’d been originally; which was saying something since he wasn't particularly small before at a respectable 5 and a half inches hard.
It didn’t take long for Dane to learn he was on a hair trigger because of all the self worship. It only took a few loving strokes before he was exploding with cum again like he’d done earlier. Although now he was in private he could truly appreciate just how much these fat bull balls could produce. And saying it was a lot would honestly be an understatement. He practically glazed the shower wall with a thick splattering of jock cum that slid down slowly towards the drain. He must’ve been one of the most fertile men on the planet! Unfortunately for all the ladies though, Dane was still gay as fuck and only planned on dumping his loads in some hot male ass.
Seeing Dane’s new monstrous cock leak thick globs of cum onto the shower floor before busting a massive load with only a few strokes had been a sight to behold for the pervy warlock. With that he’d finally reached the end of his rope. He exploded his own powerful seed mere moments after the showering hunk and absolutely covered the bathroom floor in it. It was only thanks to some quick magical cleaning and Wavell’s part that Dane was none the wiser.
"Damn it, this body is fucking crazy." The hung stud mumbled once he’d cleaned himself off properly and washed the copious amounts of cum off the wall. "I’d better go see if I’ve got anything that’ll fit over these huge tits." He gave them another playful squeeze while stepping out of the shower cubicle.
After giving himself a good rub down, Dane slung the towel over one meaty shoulder as he stomped out of the bathroom and headed towards his bedroom. Somehow he barely noticed the stray gym equipment laying around the floor now, but what he did notice was the dramatic shift in clothing. For one, at least two thirds of the stuff seemed to be gym and workout clothes instead of the mix of jeans, jumpers and t-shirts he’d once had. There was one change that caught far more of his attention though and that was the underwear.
Gone was the array of briefs and boxers that the teacher had accumulated. Instead the only underwear options he now had available seemed to be a huge collection of large jockstraps. There was a surprisingly wide range of colours and styles, but at the end of the day it was all just jockstraps. He probably would’ve been more surprised had it not been everything else that’d happened today. “I guess with how big my nuts and cock are now, normal briefs and boxers probably wouldn’t be as comfortable anyway.” He thought to himself. “But can I really wear them to work?… Well I guess I don't have much choice now…”
Wavell grinned as Dane rifled through the little surprise he’d left. A mass of different jocks, all huge in size so they could show off that big butt of his while all having sizable pouches to contain Dane’s hefty new cock and balls. Something the Warlock noticed in particular however was Dane’s lack of interest in all the gym clothes he’d left for the stud. He supposed it made sense, as after all the man Dane was before wasn't much of a gym person and so it would stand to reason he still wouldn’t be very enthusiastic now even if his body suggested otherwise. “Well I suppose I could throw in something a little extra help with that.” Wavell muttered.
Coming up behind him, the invisible man reached out his arms and placed his hands on each side of Dane’s head. Dane felt an intense chill rush across his huge body as some strong mental enhancements took place.
Without a second thought Wavell flooded Dane's mind with every bit of gym knowledge that the original owner of that hulking body had. Along with such his head filled with information on how to create proper meal plans and what would be best to cook for his new body to maintain peak physical performance and health. But of course, none of that would matter if he wasn’t motivated so that was the final step. Wavell inserted a powerful craving to workout and grow his already impressive physique deep inside Dane’s subconscious. A craving that he’d never be able to ignore and would turn him into a complete gymaholic himbo.
For Dane it happened so fast that he barely noticed, only feeling a weird chill flow across his body as he was looking through the jockstraps. He couldn't explain it, but there was a sudden urge to have a closer look at all the gym clothes he’d previously ignored.
He pulled one of the jockstraps on and found it cupped his hefty cock and balls nicely, before he turned to the gym clothes. There were tons of shorts and tank tops along with a couple of tracksuits too for the colder weather. He pulled out a tank and a pair of shorts before slid them on over his bulky frame. He loved how tight they felt over his new ass and pecs despite the large size. They would be perfect to workout in when using the well stocked home gym he’d yet to notice.
"Man that was weird as fuck.” Dane mumbled to himself, noting the strange growing desire to test out his muscles. He’d never been so enthusiastic about the idea of working out and getting a pump on but now the mere thought of lifting weights excited him! “Must just be the new muscles.” He reasoned to himself as he stepped back and admired his body in the small bedroom mirror. Though of course that didn’t explain all the new workout knowledge that had filled his head out of nowhere.
“Mmmm perfect.” Wavell mumbled, smirking as he watched Dane suddenly find a deeper interest in the gym clothes. Of course, like all the clothes the warlock had left him, they hugged his body in all the right places. Most of all those mountainous pecs because those babies needed to be shown off!
Now Dane had the perfect gym rat mindset that would allow him to maintain his new form. Plus it’d be hot as fuck to watch him working out that beefy body and seeing it get all sweaty in the process. He was now somewhat balanced between the two mindsets of being a casual school teacher and being a hunky meathead. Two identities that almost seemed conflicting and yet they melded together harmlessly.
As Wavell gazed on, admiring Dane’s form, he couldn’t help but want to reveal himself to the man. Should he? He wasn’t totally sure. At first this whole thing had just felt like another one of his usual shenanigans. Finding an unsuspecting dude, dramatically transforming or swapping their body for fun and then watching the aftermath of it all for entertainment. But with this one… it felt different. He couldn’t explain it but there was a strange pull towards this beefy new hunk that just made Wavell want to stick around…
Once he was fully dressed, Dane wandered down to the kitchen. There was a desire to workout burning inside him, but the hunger stirring in his belly after a long day of work full of teaching and transformations was too powerful to ignore. Soon enough he was marching around the kitchen as he followed one of the bulking meal recipes that had appeared in his head. He idly mused on what could have possibly done this to him. It was unexpected, sure, but he wasn't half grateful for it all; He was a stunningly gorgeous jock with the knowledge and drive to keep himself that way. How could he not be happy about all that? He just wished he knew what had made all this possible.
As Dane wondered, Wavell stood in the doorway and watched as the hunk scrounged around for food and ingredients. Staring on as his muscles moved, flexed, contracted and relaxed subtly with every movement. It was all so mesmerising and Wavell couldn’t figure out why. He’d seen plenty of hunks in his day but none of them had made him feel this way before. He felt almost… star-stuck? It sounded silly. Why would he of all people feel such a thing for a simple human he’d experimented on. What was so different? It didn’t make sense. And yet…
“How are you liking your new body Dane…” Wavell said as he undid his ghost-like invisibility while Dane’s back was turned.
The man before him spun around, spooked by the unknown voice. He knew he should’ve been alarmed but after literally his entire body transforming so dramatically just earlier today, he couldn't really be surprised at this point.
"Uhmmm… hi?" Dane said slowly, eying the strange yet well dressed man warily. "I'm loving it… I assume you're the one responsible for giving it to me?" He put down the spatula in his hand and switched the hob to a lower heat before taking a couple steps toward the mysterious figure. He was certainly an interesting one. He looked human enough but Dane got a feeling from whatever energy this man was giving off that he wasn't entirely what he seemed.
“Naturally.” Wavell said with a glint in his eye. “And I think I made a good choice by handing this body to you. It suits you quite well.” His eyes wandered up and down the muscular form before him. Despite this unfamiliar feeling he was getting around Dane, he remained as cool and composed as ever. The growing smile on his face could’ve been interpreted as either warm and inviting or rather intimidating. Yet as Dane inched closer with curiosity, Wavell made sure to allow my eyes to glow purple for a second with his pure magic.
Dane’s heart skipped a beat at the sight but he didn’t say anything. Instead he focused on the comment Wavell had made while folding his arms over his powerful chest. "Well, thank you I suppose. Shooting a load in the middle of class wasn't exactly what I had planned, but that transformation you put me through made it pretty unavoidable." He smirked as he looked down at himself and then back up at the warlock. "I suppose you're also the reason that just touching my nipples makes me feel like cumming on the spot."
“I might have taken some… liberties when transferring that body over to you from its original owner. Improvements I’d say. Had to make those wonderful nipples extra sensitive just for you.” Wavell pushed off the doorway he was leaning against and walked closer. Close enough that he was able to place a hand on one of those boulders Dane now called shoulders, rubbing it a little. “And I’m glad you’re enjoying this body so much. I believe you’re far more deserving of it and all its…” I glanced down at the bulge in your shorts. “…Assets.”
Now that the hunk realised what was going on it was easy to slip into a more flirtatious mood. He could see the desire in this man’s eyes even if he wasn’t quite of this world. "Well I definitely appreciate all that you've done. It'll take some getting used to for sure, but I think I'm going to thoroughly enjoy being Dane for the time being." He shuffled in a little closer, having to look up a little now that he was a few inches shorter. "And these... Assets... Definitely appreciate you too Mr...?" He stopped short, hoping to receive a name.
“Most know me as either Mr Wavell or just simply Wavell.” The space between their bodies was rapidly decreasing as Wavell’s hand drifted from Dane’s shoulder down towards one of his impressive biceps. “But I suppose you can call me Oliver…” It was extremely rare for Mr Wavell to ever let others know his first name. But here it just felt right.
"Well it's nice to meet you Oliver, my name's Dane as I'm sure you're aware." Dane’s voice was lower, half way between regular speaking and a whisper. He didn't know why but the intimacy of how close they were to each other made it feel right. "You do this often? Turn unsuspecting men into hunks before flirting with them?"
Wavell chuckled and broke eye contact for a moment. “Well I transform ‘unsuspecting men’ like yourself pretty much every other day. And not just hunks either. I give some men dad bods. Some I turn into lean cocky jocks. I transform some into huge burly bears… but in your case I decided the original owner wasn’t appreciating what he had nearly as much as he should've. So I figured a guy like yourself would put his body to much better use.” His eyes then locked back onto Dane’s. “But no, I don’t often flirt with my subjects. The most I’ll usually do is give them a nice fuck on the rare occasion after their swap or transformation. So you my friend… are a special exception”
The handsome jock quirked an eyebrow up in surprise. "Oh I'm an exception am I? Now that is interesting. So something about me makes you want to flirt hmm? And I bet it's not just the body, because you could do anything to me or anyone else right?" He closed the last of the distance, their bodies now flush together. "So what is it Oliver? What about me makes you want to flirt and not just fuck?"
“You know… I’m really not sure. And that’s rare for me.” Wavell was enjoying the heated feeling of bodies pressed together. “I usually see things in a very… erotic light. With most of the subjects I reveal myself too, I relish in seducing them. But with you I can feel something more. It’s like just being close to you like this is tugging on my heart.” He sighed. “That came out sappier than I intended.”
Dane chuckled as he reached up and placed a hand on Wavell’s chest, right over where he assumed his heart would be. "Then just let it happen. I can't pretend to know who or what you are, but we all need a little loving sometimes right?"
The older man’s face began to go red. Dane’s words touched him in a way he hadn’t expected them too. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d blushed or the last time he’d felt his heart flutter in the way it did in that moment. “I… I suppose so.” What was wrong with him! Why did he feel so flustered at the mere touch of the human!?
Dane’s hand on Wavell’s chest was in the perfect position to snake up and loop around his neck. He didn't know much about this mysterious man. All he knew was that he wanted to kiss him. "Come on Oliver, let someone else take care of you for once..."
With that Wavell began to lean in a little, closing the gap between their faces. He noticed Dane begin to do the same, closing his eyes. However, at the last second, Wavell avoided the Dane’s lips and moved beside his ear before whispering “You should probably turn that hob off before you burn the house down.”
In hilarious fashion Dane leapt back from the man he was inches away from kissing to save the food he’d been cooking. The large steak was slightly overdone now, but it wasn't entirely inedible by the looks of it. "Shit, shit. Thanks for reminding me." He poked at the steak a little as I laid it on the plate he’d already set out.
“Not a problem. Would’ve been a shame to see such a nice steak go to waste when it could be devoured by a hunk like you.” Wavell smirked.
Dane chuckled at the comment. "Sorry, do you want something to eat too?" He said as he turned back to face Wavell. "Do you even eat?"
“I don’t need to eat, no. I eat purely for pleasure, not for sustenance. But if you’re offering then who am I to refuse such a generous offer.” Of course, Mr Wavell knew he could just magic himself up whatever meal he desired but the thought of this sexy intriguing beefcake whipping something up for him was too tempting to pass up.
Dane pulled out a second plate and set it down next to his own. Thankfully he’d cooked way more of the potatoes and veg than he actually needed, so all he had to do was cook up a second steak quickly. The pan was already searing hot and still slick with the butter and garlic he’d cooked the other one in so there wasn't anything left to do but cook it. Before long there were two plates full of steak, roasted potatoes and steamed veg ready to be eaten. "Hope this is alright..." He said, holding up both of the plates.
“I’m sure it will be.” Wavell smiled kindly as Dane placed the plate in front on the table in front of him before sitting down with his own. “It certainly looks divine. Let’s hope that taste matches the look.” He teased.
Dane rolled his eyes and smirked at Wavell as he started cutting into his steak. "Sorry I haven't got anything fancy to drink, I wasn't exactly expecting to be turned into a muscle hunk before having a date with some kind of otherworldly being today..."
“Haha that’s quite alright. Here, allow me.” With a flick of Wavell’s wrist there was a faint purple glow and all of a sudden two fancy glasses appeared on the table next to the pair. Each glass filled with a very rich looking alcohol. “Is red wine alright? If not I can change it into something else for you. Beer? Whiskey? You name it.”
Dane smiled and raised his glass. "Quite alright." He took a sip and sighed, content. "In all honesty, I've never really been a drinker, but I think I'm more open to it now that I'm Dane." He took another sip, then set the glass back down and smiled at Wavell again. "I see you didn't deny this as being a date."
“Not at all. Two handsome men with an indescribable connection sitting and eating dinner together. I think date is the right word for it.” Wavell picked up his knife and fork before digging them into his own steak. “Besides I’ve never felt so drawn to someone before. It’s only right we explore that a little. If you want to, that is.”
"I'd love to explore it more with you." Dane went back to eating, stuffing his face a little faster than was perhaps polite, though he was sure Wavell could understand his incessant hunger. "So tell me about yourself Oliver. You clearly know all about me so what makes you tick?" He questioned after swallowing a piece of steak.
“What makes me tick huh?” Wavell grabbed his wine glass, swirling it around a little before taking a sip. “Well to start I suppose it should be obvious to you by now that I’m not some ordinary human. I’m a warlock actually. I come from a separate dimension that runs parallel to this one. There are many others similar to me over there. Warlocks, Witches, the lot.” He proceeded to take another bite of the juicy steak.
"A warlock huh? I got the feeling you weren't from around here." The newly muscled meathead paused eating and rested his chin on his hand, staring intently at the man before him. "So are you a human with powers, or are warlocks a totally different species where you're from? Should I be expecting a weirdly shaped cock between your legs or something Oliver?" There was a sparkle of mischief in his eyes as he spoke, a hint of amusement that was obvious to the warlock.
“Hahaha! No I can assure you my cock is just the same as any man’s in this world… well maybe just a little better actually but you’ll find that out later I’m sure.” He winked.
"Well that's good to know, because I plan to get very familiar with that cock of yours when you let me." Dane finished up the last of the food and sat to watch Wavell finish his off. He’d eaten rather quickly compared to how he did before, this new body could clearly eat quite a bit. It had to if it was going to sustain all its new and incredible muscle mass.
“But anyways I’d suppose I’m sort of a human. Warlocks and Witches are more like mutations to the regular human being in my world. Most people would be born normal just like people over here. But there will be the odd few that are born with an affinity for magic. Honestly, I don’t know the pattern as for how magical babies are born. It seems totally random. In any case it appears such a phenomenon doesn’t occur in this world. Hence why I came here.”
"No magic here huh? Well that's a real shame. So what exactly is it you can do? I know some obviously, but are there any limits or anything like that?"
Wavell dove into his roasted potatoes after finishing off that delicious steak. “Well actually there is some natural magic in this realm but it’s so few and far between that it’s hardly noticeable. I’ve come across the odd artefact here and there as well as a few humans who have a certain level of magical inclination but nowhere near the level seen in my world.” He swapped between the potatoes and the vegetables. “As for limits… that’s a funny one. You know how I said warlocks are like a mutation of humans? Well I’m sort of a mutation of a mutation.” She shrugged before continuing. “To simplify, I was born with magical prowess light years ahead of any Witch, Warlock or any other known magic wielder. To put it into perspective, an ordinary Warlock compared to me is like comparing Earth to the Sun. That in mind there really isn’t a whole lot I can’t do. My power is almost limitless… that’s why I had to steal this body…” He stated, the last part sounding almost a bit ominous.
"Stealing bodies?” Dane chirped. “So this wasn't your original form?" His eyes roamed over the older man sitting before him, wondering just whose body Wavell was inhabiting if this wasn't the real him. "Does that explain how you're here and no other Warlocks or Witches are? Because if everyone was like you over there then it feels like there should be way more magic people coming here right?"
“No this body isn’t the reason I’m here… but it is the reason I’m still alive.” Wavell admitted, his expression softening slightly. “You see, jumping between dimensions shouldn’t be an easy task. I’m only able to do it with such ease because of my gigantic magic reserves. Other than me only a tiny handful of others can do it alone and for them it would be a monumental task. In theory if many magic users banded together they could also pull it off but using any sort of reality or dimension hopping magic is considered ‘illegal’ I suppose. Hence why you don’t see any other warlock’s over here. When I first did it they tried to stop me and bring me back. Of course it didn’t work. I was far too powerful for any of them and any of the law enforcement they sent would inevitably be destroyed by me.” He said casually as he finished off the last of his potatoes before taking another sip of his wine.
“I wasn’t as forgiving of a person back then because I was in a lot of pain. You see my original body couldn’t handle all my power. That level of sheer magical prowess could only be truly contained by a mature and suitable host body. This meant that as I grew up through my childhood and teen years, the power ripped me apart from the inside. By the time I was fully grown my body was already too sick and damaged that it wouldn’t have mattered anymore. To be honest I thought that was it. I was a fucking time bomb and within a couple years I’d have been dead. So I simply did whatever I wanted. Wandering between my dimension and this one while finding entertainment wherever I could. But that’s when I saw him. Oliver Wavell.”
Dane was fascinated listening to the almost unbelievable story. A whole other magical world with its own laws and lives that are probably hugely different from how we over here lead our own. Just how different would a world filled with magic be?
"So Oliver Wavell isn't even the original you? Damn..." Dane hesitated for a second before continuing. "Do you want to talk about your real self? The self before you took over the body of this, 'Oliver Wavell'? It's okay if you don't, I guess I just want to get to know who the real you is..."
Wavell smirked and sighed at the question. “Well there isn’t a whole lot to tell. I was once a young boy who everyone feared and couldn’t control so I was essentially an outcast… I would always look at the other people around and just wish that I could be one of them instead. That I could just be someone different. Someone that wasn’t cursed with such terrifying power. I even tried to carry out that wish before Oliver but… it didn’t pan out. The man whose body I tried to possess died almost instantly due to his body not being able to handle my magic. Keeping in mind my powers back then were far more unstable than they are now.” He fiddled with his vegetables a little as he continued his story.
“But then one day, as I was sightseeing in this world again like I enjoyed doing, I saw Oliver. I felt it instantly. A connection. His body and my power. They were just so in tune it was unreal!” He paused to eat a couple more carrots. “He worked at a school you see. A teacher like you. And so when I felt this intense connection I couldn’t help but stay and follow him towards his office. Once there I made myself known to him. He was confused as you can imagine but as he stood up to ask who I was and what I was doing in his office, I made my move. I remember it all so clearly. Locking lips with him. Feeling his beard against my face. Tasting the coffee on his breath. Fuck it was amazing…” Wavell gradually finished up the last of his vegetables before setting down his knife and fork. “…Sorry, I know I shouldn’t be talking about kissing other men when we’re on a date but I promise it has a point to it.”
Dane reached out and placed a hand over Wavell’s, smiling softly at him. "Hey, hey, it's alright. I totally understand. I've kissed other people before, just like you have. If Oliver Wavell is the real you now then that's okay, but don't feel like you have to hide from the boy you were before. You're a powerful warlock, you should be able to make yourself as comfortable and happy as you've made me in this body in your own one." He glanced back down at his plate and pulled his hand away, a little nervousness returning. "Not that I'm trying to tell you what to do or anything, I mean that's up to you obviously. I just... You've given me a gift, I wish I could give you one in return."
Seeing the other man’s nervous expression, Wavell gave a reassuring smile back with some gratitude mixed in. “It’s fine I understand what you’re trying to say and I really appreciate it. I’m just glad you’re so happy with the body I chose for you. And don’t worry about repaying the favour.” He placed his other hand on top of Dane’s. “Your company is more than enough.”
“Anyway, where was I. I was making out with Oliver in his office and as I did I induced a level of pleasure so intense that as it spread through his body he couldn’t bring himself to pull away. With that I slowly began to pour myself inside him. My magical power, my life force. My soul. Everything that I was, I forced into his body through our kiss. Once that was done there was a flash of light as my old husk of a body simply faded away out of existence. After that I must've stood there slack jawed for about 5 or 10 minutes as this body properly absorbed my being and allowed it to settle. In doing so I absorbed the original Oliver’s soul and mind into my own, making him a part of me. Sort of like a merge I suppose. Unfortunately though I did lose one or two things… one of which being my real name. Ever since I took this body, Oliver Wavell is the only name I’ve known.”
"I'm glad you're happy in who you are, but it is a shame you lost your old self. You might not have been as happy with who you were back then, but I'm sure you were just as interesting as you are now." Dane smiled and gave the hand he was holding a squeeze. "You're a fascinating person Mr Wavell, regardless of what you make yourself look like or who you merge yourself with."
With that Dane stood to clear the plates once they were both finished, wanting to give them both a few minutes to process the conversation they’d had. It was heavy stuff but he was just glad he could help.
“Thank you… Dane. That really does mean a lot.” There was a hint of sadness in Wavell’s voice as he realised he couldn’t remember the last time I’d had a genuine conversation with someone like this. It’d always been mischievous sexual endeavours or threatening the other magic users with his power if they tried to stop him or interfere. He’d never really stopped to have a heart to heart with anyone. To open up to them like he had with Dane. He didn’t let the other man see it but a single tear fell from one eye to which he quickly wiped before Dane could see.
He shook his head in an effort to regain his composure. “Anyway that’s me I suppose. The original Oliver Wavell still lives within me as a part of my being. I can tell he’s happy to be part of this horny transformative crusade that I’m on.” He leaned back in his chair slightly.
Dane turned back to his date and laughed a little. "Well I'm glad he is at least. I'd feel a little bad if he wasn't to be honest, so that's reassuring." He put the last of the dishes into the dishwasher then came back to the table to join Wavell. He sat back down across from the man, massive chest on show through his tight tank top. "For now though, I still have one more question for you. I know you don't need to eat, but do you have a house or anything like that? You've got to live somewhere right?"
“I actually do. I have a mansion all of my own. One that I created myself. That’s usually where I am whenever I’m not out causing trouble” Wavell smiled, noticing how Dane’s eyes were so transfixed on him in genuine curiosity. “Gotta have a place to wind down after all. Swapping men’s bodies, transforming them, giving them the means to steal and possess each other's bodies… it’s all incredibly fun and it’s what I love, but even people like me need a little R&R from time to time.”
"You created it yourself? Why does that not surprise me." Dane grinned and stood back up, walking over towards the front door. He slipped his shoes on and grabbed a coat as he went, then glanced over his shoulder at the suited man still sitting at his kitchen table. "So, what're you waiting for? I've never been to a mansion before, so I'll happily walk you home after our date."
“Haha sure why not, I’d be more than happy to accommodate a guest for once.” Wavell pushed himself up from his seat before reaching out and grabbing Dane’s hand. “I’m certain you’ll love it.” A joyous smile spread across his face before he gestured towards the door. “Well then, shall we?”
Part one of a collaboration with the wonderful @mrwavellswaps! Had a blast working on this, and if you want the follow up you'll have to keep a keen eye out over on his blog for when it gets posted. Enjoy!
Part 2 and 3 will be reposted soon!
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As I arrived at work early one Thursday morning, I felt an odd shiver cascade across my body. It went all the way from head to toe in a way that left me feeling… more fulfilled? I didn’t have time to dwell on it though, I had a full day of teaching teenagers maths to prepare for. "It's just a colder morning than usual…" I mumbled to myself as I headed into the building towards my office.
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The day started off like any other, sorting through my timetable for the day to make sure all the resources I needed were prepared and students' books were all marked from the previous lesson. The whole time I was feeling better than I usually did about being at work so early; another one of those things I just brushed off as having woken up in a good mood that day. I definitely had more energy though, a little extra pep in my step as I went around my office to grab different sets of students' books.
I could already tell the usual annoyances of students not listening to instructions, refusing to attend the lesson and just skipping it, or just blatantly not paying attention wouldn’t bother me as much today. I would be planning material for use later in the week during the first hour, and based on the general good feeling I had, I was expecting to get through it all fairly quickly.
As I was sitting planning out work, I felt a strange tingling sensation in my feet. I couldn’t quite describe it, all I could do was wriggle my toes in discomfort at the odd sensation. The feeling persisted over the next several minutes, my shoes feeling tighter and tighter on my feet as the minutes flew by. Were they… growing?! The only slight relief I had was my shoes too started to expand along with my feet. It was concerning to say the least, feeling my feet and shoes push larger. Though as much as I wanted to, I couldn't spend too much time worrying about it. I had to rush and go grab some printing from down the corridor for the next class that would be arriving shortly. I almost tripped several times as I walked, but eventually I got used to the new larger size of my feet.
If I had to guess they were around size 13 now, and looked otherwise exactly the same as they had before, only bigger. They definitely looked strange on my otherwise normal body, but no-one I saw seemed to recognise any difference. The other teachers around the school looked at me and said absolutely nothing about my new enormous feet; just what was going on?
An odd pulling sensation spread through the entirety of my body as I sat waiting for my first class of the day to arrive. I didn’t quite understand what the hell was going on at first, but after a moment or two, I figured it out. The top of the room seemed to get slightly further away as I sat in my desk chair, which is how I realised I was, in fact, getting shorter. It didn’t go on for too long, as it stopped when my former 5’11 stature had been reduced down to a solid 5’8.
"What the fuck…" I said once my height had finished dropping. My clothes seemed to adjust to fit the loss of height, which was a relief, but I still wanted to know what the hell was going on! My feet had grown and my height had dropped, yet still people seemed to be none the wiser about the weird happenings to my body.
It was typically right after my height dropped that the students decided to walk into the room, once again with no one saying anything regarding my shorter stature. I was glad for the distraction from whatever was going on with my body, though as I watched them all file in and make their way to their seats I felt yet even more strangeness. This wasn’t the same as the changes though, no, this was more like that feeling you get when you think someone is looking over your shoulder. Of course, I knew there was no one there, but I couldn’t help the feeling there was something… lingering around.
I was just about to pull up another PowerPoint slide when that familiar changing feeling returned. "Not now, not now…!" I muttered under my breath. I didn't know what was going on, but having myself change whilst I was in the middle of teaching would be inconvenient.
Just as I suspected, the next change began to take place not long later. I could feel the tingling sensation on my head as my hair and hairline remoulded and restyled itself. I couldn’t see it as I tried to focus on the lesson, so it left me to wonder what exactly was going on with it until I got time to check. If I could see it though, I’d know it darkened slightly to a deeper brown colour and trimmed down a bit on the sides while remaining longer on top; all until I had a head full of thick, perfectly styled hair that most men would be jealous of.
I had to slide my glasses off as subtly as I watched the student's work. Whatever was going on with my hair had moved down to my eyes too, my vision suddenly blurred through my glasses instead of clear. I pretended to clean them for a minute before slipping them in my pocket, only to realise that as people seemed to not notice the changes there was no need for the charade at all. Without them, I could see perfectly clearly now. I had to stop myself from itching my head too for the entire hour, still getting used to the unfamiliar haircut.
Once I finished with the lesson I rushed off to the bathrooms to take a look at myself. As I had assumed, my hair had restyled itself into something far more modern looking instead of the generic cut it’d been in before. My eyes had changed colour too, going from their usual greenish-brown to a brighter greyish-blue colour. "Damn it, what the fuck is going on…?" There seemed to be no rest from these odd happenings, as with the bathroom door locked behind me, the next wave of changes took hold.
Next thing I knew, as I was staring at my new eyes and hair in the mirror, my body felt as though it was getting wider. My arms, my legs, my shoulders and torso. I pulled off my jumper and opened my shirt to get a better look at what was happening, and sure enough everything was packing on a layer of muscle. It only lasted a couple of minutes so my muscles didn’t have a chance to grow too big, but it was a very noticeable difference from before. I looked like a dude who casually went to the gym here and there, with the results of such work definitely starting to show. Unlike my former skinner self from moments ago, I had some modest biceps, a decently sized chest, as well as some thicker looking legs.
My clothes had gone from a little loose to fitting my body so perfectly that they showed off my new muscle in all the right ways. The shirt and grey jumper I was wearing had hung off me a little before, but now you could see pecs pushing out of the front, sleeves were tight over my arms too. I looked good. Really good! With the changes to my hair, my eyes, and these new muscles I certainly wasn't complaining.
I headed out of the bathroom, a new sense of confidence towards the changes to my appearance in making me an even hotter version of myself. I couldn't explain them, and it was a little weird having to adjust to being shorter with larger feet, but it was a fine trade off for everything I’d gained. I headed back to my office to pick up the work for the next hour; some lower school students that were usually pretty good at sitting quietly and getting on with the work I set them.
By the time I was back in my classroom I had around ten minutes of waiting for students to arrive for the next period, which gave me a chance to subtly check out my new muscles in the meantime. I tried my best to use that time productively and check emails, but that wasn’t an easy task with how often I stopped to grope myself a little.
I was taken off guard when the magical feeling reappeared over my neck and face part way through the next hour. First off my neck bulged and thickened up significantly, which made my face look somewhat weird to be sitting on such a giant neck. With that larger neck however came a slight alteration to my voice. I realised as soon as I spoke to answer a question, but it definitely sounded deeper and had a certain smoothness to it that could make anyone melt on the spot. All the changes to my neck and voice were finished with an itching feeling spreading across my jaw. Soon enough my face was covered in a layer of thick scratchy stubble, the likes of which I’d never had much luck being able to grow before.
None of the students seemed surprised at the smooth deep voice that came out of my mouth when I greeted them and asked why they were late. None noticed anything out of the ordinary either, not the facial hair as it grew in over my face, nor the thicker neck or any of the earlier changes. I coughed a couple of times to see if it was something up with my throat, but it seemed this voice was the real deal.
The next change came a lot quicker than I expected. My eyes went wide for a second as the bulge in my trousers grew a little more prominent. It was my balls, they were slowly growing bigger and fatter as they filled to the brim with alpha cum. Soon enough I had a nice fat pair of bull balls nestled between my legs, pumping even more testosterone through my body. I was forced to sit with my legs splayed wide apart now to accommodate for my larger balls. Usually I'd sit with one leg resting over the other, but between my new muscles and the new balls, that had become pretty much impossible.
There was seemingly no rest from these changes, as during my fourth period the transformation welled up once more. It started on my face yet again, only this time it was far more contained. There was an itchy feeling like last time but only on my upper lip, and without warning the fair stubble up there burst out into a thick, full moustache.
I couldn’t dwell on that for long, as an electric feeling in my chest left me with almost no time to process my latest hairy addition. It felt as though my nipples had been clamped tightly and were being sensually pulled on. It was easily the most intense feeling I’d had so far. With every tug, I felt my nipples grow larger. They grew more and more prominent on my chest, getting perkier by the second. After a couple minutes they finally settled, though were still a little sensitive. They’d grown so big I could feel them poking through my shirt and jumper. It was embarrassing, but once again no one seemed to notice. Students were definitely staring, but it didn’t feel like it was like it was new stares. It felt like something they were used to seeing, my nipples so big and sensitive I couldn't hide them from anyone.
A little more time had passed and I was growing nervous when the sensation drifted back down towards my crotch again as the students were working. This time it was targeting every man’s most prized organ, my cock! The level of pure pleasure and ecstasy that flooded through my body was almost off the charts as my cock twitched and flopped in my underwear. I was trying my absolute best to maintain my composure for the students, but it only became harder to do so as my dick throbbed and started to grow longer. The only way to describe it was like somehow getting multiple blowjobs all at once! The bulge in my trousers grew even more noticeable than before as, once my cock had gained some sufficient length, it started to thicken as well, becoming girthier by the second. It didn’t have enough time to get fully hard however, as very soon after the growth process had completed, I rather embarrassingly and involuntarily shot a giant load of thick cum. Courtesy of the massive bull balls in my trousers.
I had to let the students go a few minutes early and make a mad scramble to the bathrooms again to clean myself up. It was lucky they'd all been getting on with work when I'd cum thanks to my meaty new cock and fat bull nuts, otherwise I'd have been humiliated far more than I already was. From a cursory glance, I couldn’t see any cum on the outside of my trousers, so my underwear must have thankfully contained it.
As I had suspected, my underwear was totally soaked when I locked myself inside the toilets and pulled them off. My work trousers had survived the worst of it so those were still wearable, but it looked like I'd have to go the rest of the day with no underwear on. My new meaty fuckstick was big enough that it was still very obvious without underwear on. Beforehand my full length when hard was about 5 and a half inches, but even now I definitely felt bigger than that. 6 inches soft perhaps? I could only wonder how big it would be once it was fully hard…
In the end, I decided to fold up my underwear and stuff them in my pocket. I had no better option, so I only hoped I could get back to my office fast and stuff them in my bag when I went in there to grab my lunch.
I definitely got a few stares when I exited the staff bathroom. Going commando had made the massive size of my cock that much more noticeable. In fact, if someone really looked, it was possible to not only see the outline of my dick but even its fat mushroom tip as well. I tried to keep myself looking as appropriate as possible for a work environment, trying to shield my crotch somewhat from any passing eyes as best I could. Besides, it was that or I’d have to walk around with cum soaked underwear on for the rest of the day, and I knew exactly which of the two options I wanted to go with when I could hide behind a desk.
I couldn't figure out as I sat and ate my lunch why this was all happening. I'd grown a full beard and moustache, my eyes and hair had changed, I'd got a bit more muscular, my nipples and feet had grown, and I was WAY more hung than I was before. I knew I enjoyed fantasies like this when chatting to people online, but having it actually happen?? The timing of being at work could be better, but I wasn't complaining overall.
Soon enough I took the last bite of the meal I’d brought with me and began to pack my lunch things away. Little did I know that another little transformation was right around the corner. I was collecting my things to head off for the final lesson of the day, a relatively quiet group of year 9 students that were very good at showing up and getting on with work. I'd just picked everything up and left my office when the next change hit me…
It was back to my face again for one final makeover it seemed. This time the tingling spread across my entire head as all my features were affected. My nose cracked slightly and painlessly as it reshaped, becoming slightly bigger. My jaw widened, losing some of its former softness in favour of a squarer, sharper and more masculine shape. Almost all the features of my face were realigning and resolving themselves until soon enough I had the face of a completely different man.
It was just finishing up changing as I walked to the last class of the day. I couldn't react or look at myself as there were students all around, but a quick glance down at my ID that hung around my neck confirmed that even my face in the picture there had changed. The name was still the same, but the photo showed someone totally different to the regular me I was used to. He was hot as fuck though, I was hot as fuck though, so I wasn't going to complain in the slightest. If anything, the sight of my new gorgeous masculine features made me a little horny, but that would have to wait until the end of the hour.
Soon enough I was about halfway through the final hour of the day when I felt the next change coming on. I couldn't even imagine what was next, but I was hoping whatever it was would go relatively unnoticed by the group I had at the moment.
The weird feeling started from my neck and spread down across my entire body. My muscles heated up, similar to how they had earlier when they’d grown. Only, this time was far more intense than it had been the first time. Each and every muscle in my body started to fill with unbridled energy and, as I sat behind my desk double checking the answer to a question, that energy started to manifest.
Once again my clothes started to feel tighter and tighter, but soon stretched to accommodate the recent changes. My arms grew to an absolutely colossal size with biceps and triceps as big as my own head. Shoulders followed the same example, bulking up into huge cannonballs as my traps beside them couldn’t help but beef up as well. My whole torso, chest, back and abdomen grew wider, forcing my now giant arms out to the sides. Oh but of course my legs weren’t gonna miss out on all the fun, with my thighs pulsing bigger and bigger alongside some new incredible calves to match. At least now my huge feet didn’t look quite so out of place.
For a moment, the changes seemed to have stopped. Did this mean it was over…?
My question was answered seconds later when it returned more intense than ever, focused in particular on my chest and ass. It seemed that my backside was the first to be affected, when I found myself rising up in my seat as my ass rounded out while blowing up with muscle. Soon enough my trousers, despite growing many sizes larger, struggled to contain the two massive globes that now made up my ass cheeks.
The same seemed to be the case for my shirt. It had grown to accommodate the rest of my body, though the front of my shirt didn't seem to get the same memo. The fabric of the shirt strained under my jumper as my chest filled out with muscle, tighter and tighter until I could feel the buttons pull apart and the shirt open. Luckily, I'd worn a jumper today over the shirt which pulled tight over my pecs and kept me decent, but between the soaked underwear and now ruined shirt because of my new juicy pecs, I was in a sorry state thanks to these transformations. I now had a massive pair of hefty, juicy muscle tits sat upon my chest that were a perfect match to the perky nipples I’d adopted earlier in the day.
The day was coming to a close now. I had dismissed the students at last, and I was sitting at my desk in my office finishing up a couple of admin tasks I had to do before I left when something odd happened. My boss ducked his head in to say hi and check how the day went, but when he greeted me he called me “Dane” instead of my usual name. I was confused, but again, one quick check of the work ID that was now hanging squashed between my massive pecs told me all I needed to know.
Dane de Bruin
Staff
Accompanied by the photo that had already changed from earlier.
I definitely wasn't what people would expect for a maths teacher at a school, but nevertheless this was me. Dane de Bruin. With the change of name things seemed to have finally come to a halt. Gone was the average nerdy teacher from before, now a massive muscled hunk had taken his place. I was just hoping that by the time I got home, whatever magic had done this had also adjusted things at home to accommodate my new body, otherwise I was going to have a lot of trouble…
(Original story posted 26th August 2022) This story has received mild edits and corrections
Read the First Part here!
Week 2
It was only after about an hour of surveillance that I came across another man that caught my eye. He was a lean guy, average height, decent bit of body hair and looked to be in his mid 20’s. But what really caught my attention were those dazzling blue eyes and not to mention the ginger hair and beard. I’ve always had a soft spot for gingers honestly, especially ones as cute and handsome as this guy. I thought it over for a while but quickly decided that this was going to be my next stop.
When I found him he’d been out jogging so I followed him around for a bit until he eventually arrived home. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead as he grabbed a quick snack from the kitchen. Minutes later I watched as the man marched into the living room with a sandwich on a plate, placing it on the small table beside his chair before getting comfortable to watch some TV.
Part of me wanted to sit around and observe for longer and usually I would but I was so drawn in by that lovable face of his that I just couldn’t help myself. With Tim I dove in through his mouth so, to keep things interesting, I wanted to find a different entrance this time. I had a couple options of course but it didn’t take long to decide which would be the most fun.
Just as he was about to grab the TV remote I dived down, past his face and towards his crotch. As you can imagine the man jolted in shock and surprise when I began forcing myself into the tip of his cock. He leaped up onto his feet immediately, sticking a hand down his shorts in panic only for him to see his cock bulging slightly as an invisible force pushed its way inside. Dropping his shorts to the floor, the handsome ginger tried desperately to figure out what the hell was going on! But as I continued to force myself inside, the nerve endings in his penis were going crazy! He wanted to scream and panic but all he could do was let out animalistic groans while his now fully hard cock continued to bulge, levels of pleasure never before felt racking his body.
I’d say the only downside to this method of entering a body is how much slower it is. By the time I’d pushed about a third of myself into this young stud’s cock, I could’ve forced myself down his throat five times over. But then again maybe that isn’t much of a downside. Listening to him groan out lustfully while his entire body quivered with ecstasy was quite the treat honestly. As was feeling the shaft of his member continuing to engorge as I squeezed my form inside.
Eventually I found myself about three quarters of the way in when the man let out a deep roar, deeper than what I had expected from him. It very soon became apparent why as I felt a wave of cum ripple through my ghostly form before shooting out of his cock in large splashes. I had zero doubt in my mind that it was the biggest load this body had ever produced as it continued to drip and spurt. Of course after that his moans only increased as I still had a small piece of myself to fit inside his now even more sensitive cock.
It had to have only been a few minutes but for him it likely felt like an eternity. However the end finally drew near as the last of my ghostly body slipped into his shaft. But not before causing him to grunt and let out a few extra squirts of his man milk. After that I decided to get straight to work. Unlike Tim, I made sure to spread myself throughout this sexy fucker’s body entire body the second I was fully inside. I wasted no time taking full control.
Next thing I know I’m falling backwards onto the couch, my new sensitive as fuck dick twitching away after all that intense stimulation. My eyes fluttered shut as I suppressed the mind of the man whose body, forcing him down into the deep recesses of his own subconscious. After that I hooked myself straight up to his memories and got to work on absorbing them. From there one of the first things I learned was his name. Jake Rumble. And for the next week it would mine.
I sat there for the next ten minutes or so as my cock returned to its usual flaccid size, carefully sifting through Jake’s memory bank. I found out about his family and friends, what he does for work, what hobbies he enjoys and more. It also didn’t take long to discover that he was already gay. Good. At least hooking up with dudes shouldn’t be anything new to this body.
Once I had everything I wanted, I cleaned myself up and pulled my shorts back on before pretty much resuming where Jake left off. I grabbed the TV remote, switched it on and flicked through a couple channels until I found one I liked before grabbing my sandwich. Of course I’d put it on the sports channel. What better to watch when having a meal than a bunch of bulky men tackling each over to the ground while fighting over a ball. Though maybe that was my recent experience as Tim Tebow speaking.
Over the next few days I actually had a ton of fun living out this life. My new job was certainly something I’d never done before. I worked in an office space where my job was to design and develop ideas for games and I’ve gotta say I really enjoyed it. I’d never done anything like it before but, with Jake’s memories and skills at my disposal, it all seemed like a piece of cake. It was also a very comfortable and positive atmosphere that I found quite relaxing and enjoyable. I got on very well with Jake’s co-workers too as I settled in nicely to his ordinary life. A life I’d never had. Maybe that was my own fault though. I could have a normal life with the rest of these humans if I so desired… but that wasn’t me. Not now anyway.
Back on the topic of co-workers however, there was one in particular that really caught my eye. Well he wasn’t really a co-worker, more like my boss but he never treated any of us as such. He was fun and tried his best to keep the office energy high. Bosses like that weren’t as common as they should be. I had to admit he was pretty handsome too. Quite nerdy too like most people in the office but in an adorable way that made my heart flutter.
Looking through my memory banks I soon came to find that my new boss, who’s name was Jim, was not only gay like my current host but that he’d sort of made a pass at Jake a couple weeks back. It was during a night out with a bunch of the people here in the office. He ended up getting rather drunk and by the end of the night he was hugging Jake profusely while telling him what a good employee he was. It got to the point where someone had to take Jim home and, since the man was already clinging to him, Jake offered to do so. Thing is nobody was actually sure where his house was and he was too drunk to give trustworthy directions so Jake just ended up taking Jim back to his place. The second Jake closed the door however, Jim started planting kisses down his employee’s neck. He even started getting a bit handsy. After the initial shock Jake pushed his boss away gently. He couldn’t deny that he’d been having thoughts about Jim as well but it was his boss and he was way too drunk to be consenting for sex.
Jim woke up the next morning on Jake’s couch and apologised profusely after remembering his behaviour from the previous night. Jake was quick to forgive him and the two promised not to share any of it at work. Since then there has been some noticeable sexual tension between the two…
I could feel it even now as Jim leaned over my shoulder to see what I was working on. Placing a hand on my shoulder, feeling his hot breath on my ear, smelling the deodorant he’d put on this morning. Oh it was driving me crazy! I could feel Jake’s cock beginning to grow harder with my excitement and I made no effort to hide it. He even stumbled with his words when giving me feedback as he glanced down at my crotch to see the visible outline of my dick straining against my pants.
The rest of the day went pretty much as it normally would for Jake. I’ve gotta say though, I really got stuck into my work. I had much more fun than I’d expected, especially considering I've never worked a proper job in my life before. Unless you consider offering my body swapping services a job of course.
Soon enough however, lunch rolled around and people were beginning to set their work aside in favour of getting some food to satisfy their growling stomachs. Honestly I was starting to feel that way myself. It’s a weird feeling though honestly. Hunger that is. I forgot to mention it before but I actually don’t have to eat whatsoever in my true form. I can but it’s usually only for pleasure. When I’m possessing someone however I of course need to eat for my host's sake. In any case I decided to forgo lunch for the time being, instead saving the work on my computer before getting up and heading towards Jim’s office.
“Come in!” I heard him shout from the other end as I knocked. Upon seeing none other than his ‘favourite employee’ Jake walk in however, Jim’s calm expression turned to a blush that he didn’t do well to hide. “O-oh Jake! What’s up?”
“Ahhh not much. I just can’t stop thinking about how amazing of a boss you’ve been recently.” I hummed while strolling up to his desk. “I dunno… I just thought you deserved a bit of appreciation is all.” I moved around his desk before placing a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it while relishing in how flustered he was getting. He was speechless. This was gonna be fun.
Slowly I turned his chair to face me before dropping to my knees. I looked up at him, a smirk growing across my bearded face. He looked conflicted. Like he knew we shouldn’t be doing this but couldn’t bring himself to protest against me. That is until I started to unzip his suit pants.
“J-Jake what are you doing… I thought you said this would be too complicated… me being your boss and all” Jim asked as he stopped my hand.
I got back up and looked him in the eyes, cupping one of his bearded cheeks in my hand. “Well maybe I was wrong. Maybe it isn’t that complicated at all. I want you…” My other hand reached down and gripped his crotch again. “…and you want me. It’s that simple.” By that point Jim’s face had gone bright red.
I returned to my kneeled position before shoving my hand inside his suit pants. This time he didn’t stop me. Simply looking down while gripping the arms of his office chair. I whistled as his dick finally sprung out at me, full mast. It was bigger than I’d expected. A solid 7 inches or so with pretty decent thickness all around. Not bad. I took a moment to admire it, telling Jim how big it was before wrapping my lips around the tip. I sucked on it gently for a while before going the whole way down and taking his entire length. Jake’s mouth was better at sucking cock than I imagined.
Jim was trying his best not to moan aloud with all the other employees outside still having their lunch. He instead grunted as quietly as he could while running a hand through my short ginger hair. With that I slowly started to get more enthusiastic, bobbing my head faster and occasionally pulling off to lick around the shaft and suck on his balls before going back down on his fat member. Just as he was starting to relax and get into it though, we both heard a knock on Jim’s office door.
He told me to get up in a panic but I instead gave him a sly look before sliding under his desk out of view before whispering to Jim to call them in. I could see he was conflicted but surprisingly he did exactly that. In came another employee named Patrick. He was asking around for opinions on his most recent designs and wanted to get Jim’s input. As he did I couldn’t help but grab at Jim’s still hard and pulsing shaft, kissing the tip a little to tease it as he tried desperately to maintain his composure.
“I’m uhh… a little busy right now Pat but I ca-UGH” Jim stopped short when I squeezed his balls without warning causing the other employee to look at him confused. “I’ll have a look later Pat but… I’ve got some work to finish right now.” Jim tried to play it as cool as possible. Patrick gave him a strange look but soon left the boss’ office.
It was hilarious how Jim berated me for squeezing his balls in that moment but he couldn’t stay mad for long when looking down at the cute face I now owned. Instead he got up from his desk and locked the door before checking all the windows were closed. By the time he turned his focus back to me, I’d already stepped out from under the desk. My shoes were discarded as I slowly pulled down my pants and briefs.
Jim stopped and stared for a moment until I beckoned him over. The first thing I did was pull him into a long deep kiss as our beards collided before moving some stuff off his desk and getting him to sit on it. Once he had, I climbed onto his lap before carefully positioning my hole above his cock and lowering myself down. The two of us grunted out in unison as he slipped inside, not wanting to make too much noise. Before long I found myself sitting on my boss’ dick, bouncing up and down as we continued to make out. I have to say that Jake’s hole was perfect for taking dick. It welcomed Jim’s cock inside easily while still squeezing around it tightly. Plus the sensation of that 7 incher rocking back and forth inside me was out of this world. But then again cocks always felt amazing. I believe that was the point.
“Wow… I’ll have to take your cock and body for a spin sometime.” I blurted out as I kissed along his neck.
“Huh? What do yo-mmmfmmph.” Jim was cut off as I pressed my lips against his once again while grinding my ass against his crotch. He soon forgot about my strange comment and went back to thrusting his hips to my delight.
Soon enough we switched positions. I gently pulled off his cock and lowered myself off the desk. Once he’d done the same I presented Jake’s supple ass to him once more by bending over said desk and told him to have at it. Soon enough I found myself being eaten out as Jim pressed his face between my fuzzy cheeks and licked around my hole. It was only after he couldn’t ignore his dick any longer that he finally pulled back and started aligning his member that was still poking out through his zipper.
The moment he plunged back inside I couldn’t help but groan. As I did however, Jim slammed a hand over my mouth to muffle me so we wouldn’t be heard. But that only turned me on more. Next thing I knew I was letting out all kinds of muffled sounds of pleasure as Jim began plowing into me. His spare hand grasped my shoulder while his balls smacked into me. For such a bashful and nerdy guy, Jim had some real sexual vigour once someone pulled it out of him. Now that those primal urges had bubbled to the surface, he was giving me the pounding of my life.
I couldn’t even say how long we went on for. I was simply in a whole other world. One of pleasure and bliss. I was only brought back to reality by Jim muttering about how he was about to cum. Hearing that I began grunting out even more. So desperate for his load and when I got it I wasn’t disappointed. He let out a low roar as I felt his thick ball batter pumping into me and coating my insides. Such a hefty load. He’d for sure wanted to do that for a very long time.
The two of us basked in the afterglow for a few minutes before he offered to finish me off. I replied saying there was no need, revealing that him pounding into my prostate over and over caused me erupt all over his desk already. As one can imagine Jim was pretty smug about that while stuffing his dick back into his pants. After which I offered to help him clean up the mess I made before putting my clothes back on before going back to work.
About ten or so minutes later I found myself walking out of Jim’s office and back to Jake’s desk. I pulled a food container out of my satchel and began to eat with a smile on my face thinking about all the other ways I was going to try and seduce my new boss at work for the next week.
And that’s exactly what happened among other things. I went out with my new friends on a few evenings for drinks. I kept up with Jake’s fitness routine to keep a lean and toned physique. I even got to meet a big part of Jake’s close relatives during a huge family dinner they do once a week. But the most fun still came from work. I teased Jim around the workplace as often as I could by whispering sweet nothings in his ear when nobody was looking. Brushing my hand against his when we passed one another. Always conveniently dropping a pen when he was around and having to slowly bend down to pick it up. Oh, it was fun.
And I don’t think it even needs saying at this point but the two of us continued to have our sneaky fuck sessions in Jim’s office throughout the week. I topped him a couple times but mostly I just wanted his dick inside me. Ordinarily in my regular Wavell form I’d be more of a dominant top but this body just yearns to be fucked and I’m willing enough to oblige.
But all good things must come to an end and so did this week. I enjoyed my last day as this cute ginger stud before getting home and sitting on the couch with a sigh. And with that I began my ejection. Of course I just had to go out the same way I came in, causing Jake’s cock to bulge like before as my ghostly form slowly pushed its way out. Gradually I relieved my control over Jake as he started to go limp and unconscious. It took a few minutes but eventually I managed to squeeze my way out of his dick. The last of my form slipping out at last, swiftly followed by a few ropes of cum that spluttered across the living room floor in front of him.
I looked back at the body that’d hosted me these last seven days and smiled. It was a great ride. I even decided to leave him with some pseudo-memories of the week rather than leaving it blank. I made it out to seem like all the choices I made were his own. After all it'd be a shame if the passionate connection I’d sparked with Jake’s boss were to be extinguished. Who knows, maybe one day they’ll move from office fucking fun to being in an actual relationship. Wouldn’t that be adorable?
Maybe I’ll have to come back and check on him in the future to see how he’s doing. But for now I had one last body to hop into before the end of my vacation.
(Original story posted August 23rd 2022) This story has received mild edits and corrections
Read the Origin of Mr Wavell here!
It’d been quite some time since I first took this body as my own and adopted the name Mr Wavell. I’ve gotta say though, with my full power finally within my grasp along with a hot dilf body to go with it, it’s easily been the best years of my life. Swapping men left and right. Transforming their bodies. Giving them the means to possess each over. I’ve made hunky dads trade bodies with their jock sons. I’ve forced skinny twinks to grow into thick hairy bears. I’ve enabled lowly workers the chance to possess or swap bodies with their powerful bosses. Even allowing women to transform themselves into hot beefy studs. And that was just the tip of the iceberg.
As much as I love my ‘job’ however, I thought it’d be good to take a short break. A holiday of sorts. You see as much as I mess around with the bodies of other men, I don’t really change my own that much. Part of that is due to the fact that I can’t transform myself without risking my health. I took this form and absorbed its mind into my own because it was compatible with my power but if I mess around with it then I fear that may no longer be the case. That said I can still possess others…
Once again however possession is a bit tricky. Not so much for me but more for the person I’m inhabiting. Most people’s bodies aren’t built to contain the insane amount of raw magical power I possess. All this means really is that I can’t be inside one body for longer than about a week. Any more and it will start to have some heavy adverse effects on my host. Because of this I don’t often bother possessing people. I liked my body after all so I don’t really feel much of a need. But I suppose if I’m going on a vacation I might as well go the full mile right?
With that in mind I’d decided to take on three different incredibly hot men for a week each.
Week 1
For my first target I wanted to go big. A man who was not only hot but also well known and beloved by many. There were a bunch of different industries that contained men like this. A big one being the TV and Film industry with all its sexy actors and another being the sports industry with its wide array of hunky athletes. After some thought I decided to go with the latter. And what better sport to cherry pick a hunky body from than good ol’ American Football. I might’ve been English myself, or at least my host was, but I could never deny myself the delight of American athletes.
Initially I considered going for someone more current who was still very active in the sport today. That is until I was hanging around and observing some football fans. They mentioned the name of a certain retired player that caught my ear immediately. Tim Tebow. Yes I’d heard of him. He was a handsome fucker if I remembered correctly. And once his name was in my head I just couldn’t get it out. That’s when I knew what body I’d be taking first.
It didn’t take long for me to find the Ex-player’s house and luckily for me he was completely home alone. I found him just outside his house talking to some neighbours. Fuck did he look delicious right now wearing that tight navy shirt and those fitted jeans. Oh I just couldn’t wait to jump inside!
I waited around for awhile until he finished talking to those neighbours. I didn’t want to make a scene after all. Not that I wasn’t tempted. Thankfully though it wasn’t long until he was waving goodbye and heading back into his own garden. Practically the second that Tim was out of sight from anyone else, I made my move.
Watching as he stretched his arms and yawned, I couldn’t help but smirk. If that wasn’t an invitation then I don’t know what was. I wasted no time diving my ghostly body head first into his open mouth. Tim’s eyes went wide as suddenly he couldn’t close his mouth while my invisible form forced itself down his throat. There was nothing he could do as my being slipped inside with ease despite his attempts to somehow stop me and pull me out. Before long the last of my form pushed its way down his throat and settled inside.
I didn’t take immediate control. Instead i left him to freak out for a moment in wonder of what the fuck had just happened. Only then did I start to flow some of my energy into his limbs starting with his legs and feet. Suddenly Tim found himself walking against his will towards his house with me as his puppet master. Due to his upper body freaking out we almost fell a few times leading to me taking control of his back as well to keep us upright.
Before long I’d managed to walk us up to his door where I took control of his right arm to let us inside. Tim began to panic more as he lost further control of his body. Soon enough we made it to his bathroom where we looked into the reflection. I took control of the rest of his torso along with his left arm and neck so I could begin flexing a little show off.
“AGHH Stop! Stop please!” Tim begged without even knowing who he was pleading to. “What’s happening to me?!” He wailed.
Just then Tim’s expression switched from worry and panic to calm and devious. “I’m taking your body for spin, that’s what’s happening.” I said using his own voice.
His face returns to its prior worried expression. “W-what! No! Why did I?… Oooooahhhh…” Tim began to groan out as I finally took control of his cock and balls, flooding them with my raw sexual energy as the bulge in our jeans grew substantially. “Noooooo… Get out of my… body!” Tim grunted as his cock began to pulse rapidly until…
“Ooh… FUUUUuuuuuuuucckkk!” I moaned out as I forced us to blow a massive load, soaking the inside of these well fitted jeans. After a short cool down, I groped my wet, sticky bulge a little before announcing “Sorry my man, no can do. For the next week I’m gonna be the new Tim Tebow..” A grin broke out across my stolen face as I claimed it. I could feel Tim panicking from within but there was nothing he could do now. I was in the driver's seat.
After that I jumped in the shower to get a proper look at the ex football player body I now owned. Tim had clearly made sure to himself in marvellous shape with these juicy pecs and sizeable arms. Can’t say I wasn’t happy to be groping it all from the inside. And all the strength it contained was exhilarating. Sure I had immense magical power but the physical power this form held was a whole different ball game.
Once I was done I stepped out, got dried and began raiding Tim’s closet. After all, as fun as it would be, I couldn't be seen wearing those cum-stained jeans. I didn’t want to completely tarnish his image after all. What would be the point in that?
After that I tried live the week to it’s fullest. I must’ve tried on almost every outfit Tim owned (which was many) and loved seeing how each item was perfectly tailored to his body. I would’ve had to use magic to resize most of this to my regular body but now it stretched over my new muscle in all the right places to show off. Of course I had fun in many other ways too though. One of which was tapping into Tim’s memories and personality to trick his family, friends and fans into believing that I really was him! Such a rush I gotta tell ya. I mean I’ve done this very thing to so many other men, allowing them to possess or switch bodies with the man they desire but doing it myself is just a different kind of pleasure.
I’ve gotta say though one of my favourite parts was sneaking out during the evening and hooking up with some hot dudes. Needless to say they were more than surprised to see the straight christian man Tim Tebow cheating on his wife for some hot gay sex but they certainly weren’t going to decline the opportunity. Had so many dudes pretty much salivating over the chance to wrap their lips around my celebrity cock or to press their faces into my jock ass. Each encounter went like a dream. For them and for me.
Unfortunately Tim’s wife did get suspicious eventually. She wondered why I wasn’t being as affectionate and why I was leaving the house so often. I was hoping I could get through the week without this but I didn’t want anyone to think something was up. And so what I ended up doing was digging into Tim’s subconscious and begrudgingly connecting myself to his heterosexuality. The second I did, I saw his wife in a whole new light.
Before long we were on the bed together, kissing and pulling off each overs clothes. Suddenly I can see why straight dudes are so fascinated with breasts, I couldn’t keep my hands off her jiggling tits. And before I knew it I’d plunged Tim’s cock into her pussy and started plowing away. I’m not gonna say it felt better than fucking a hot hairy ass but it still felt pretty damn good. I continued to fuck her like animal, making it as passionate as possible for *her sake*. What do I mean by her sake? Well during this I had a very fun idea that I was going to put into action later.
Soon enough I found myself unloading Tim’s balls inside her, filling her up in a horny haze. She looked satisfied and so was I. Once that was done I let out a sigh of relief and detached myself from Tim’s heterosexuality. Being a straight man was weird. I mean I didn’t hate it I suppose but it definitely wasn’t me. I was gay through and through and I wanted it to stay that way.
By this point I had two more days inside Tim’s flesh before I had to vacate so I was sure to make it count. Getting in as much delicious gay sex as I could inside this formerly straight christian body. I even had one guy with a fantasy of fucking me while wearing Tim’s old football gear. Thankfully he still had it stored away and it fit like a glove. Let’s just say by the end of that night there was a cock sized hole in the back of those football pants where my aching asshole had been fucked relentlessly and filled to the brim with cum.
Eventually however, my time came to an end and I had to leave this beautiful body. It was a fun ride while it lasted. I got to meet a bunch of Tim’s fans, loving how they reacted with such excitement upon seeing me. I got to live out the life of a well known celebrity. And most of all I got to pop this body’s homosexual cherry. Speaking off…
After I launched my soul back out through Tim’s mouth, I watched as he fell the ground unconscious. Of course I could’ve just left things like that but I just couldn’t help myself. I reached inside his mind and found his heterosexuality. After which I linked Tim’s mind up to a gay dude not far from here who had a bunch of Tim Tebow posters around his room. Then all I had to do was close my eyes and focus. Tim and this other miscellaneous gay man, who’s name was Nathan, had a surge of energy run through their bodies. And just like that, they had switched. Not bodies but rather they’d switched sexualities. When Tim awakens he’ll start to notice an absence of attraction to his wife and will soon start popping boners for hot dudes he sees either online or in real life. It’s certainly gonna be interesting to see if he remains faithful and tries to make it work with his wife or if he splits from her and embraces his new orientation.
On the other hand, I might have to check up on that Nathan dude at some point as well. Suddenly no longer being interested in dick and dude ass, instead finding himself with a craving for pussy and a fascination with tits. Oh I can only imagine how he’ll cope.
(Original story posted June 23rd 2022 & June 26th 2022) This story has been significantly Updated!
Yet another longer story here! 12.5K words to be exact! It was originally posted in two halves but I’ve put them both together here for your reading convenience! Also the model I used for Uncle Ted in this story was fit as fuck so I’ll probably use him again in a new story at some point 😋
(Part 1)
Jake stared into the mirror, eyes flickering over his own reflection. If there was one word that came to mind it was average. Not all that skinny, not too fat and not really that muscular either. He had some light body hair here and there but nothing notable. He adorned some patchy facial hair yet but nothing to write home about either. At least he had a decent cock but even then he kinda wished it was a tad more impressive. Overall he really was just average. Honestly Jake thought he was okay with it. That was until his recent 22nd birthday rolled around where he’d made a decision that he was going to forge himself into a better man. He didn’t want to look in the mirror every morning and see someone ordinary anymore. He wanted to see someone extraordinary! Luckily he knew just the right man to turn to for advice.
After a short walk through the neighbourhood, Jake found himself knocking on a familiar door. Moments later the door swung open and Jake was greeted by his favourite Uncle Ted. It’d be easy for anyone to see why Jake was going to his Uncle for help. The dude was JACKED! Ted might’ve been 43 years old but that certainly didn’t stop him from having a killer body. Huge arms! Massive Chest! Giant legs! Bubbly Ass! Most dudes would kill to have a body like that in their twenties nevermind their forties! If there was anyone in Jake’s family that could help his body go from ordinary to extraordinary, it was his Uncle Ted.
Ted was quick to invite his nephew inside, saying it was nice to have a bit of company. Despite his incredible looks Ted was still single somehow. He had a wife a few years ago but they ended up splitting because they had ‘different interests in life’ or something like that. Jake wasn’t sure of the specifics. Neither of them ever went into that much detail about it, just that they weren’t right for each over apparently.
So ever since Ted had been living on his own. Not that needed to be. Even Jake knew that his uncle had women his age and younger practically throwing themselves at him and anyone could see why. Besides being in amazing shape, Ted was also effortlessly charming and immaculate. He exuded a positive kind of masculinity that made him feel magnetic to both men and women alike. It truly was an admirable trait.
After being tossed a beer from the fridge, Jake explains his situation and how he wants Ted to help him along the way. Ted was of course thrilled that his nephew had sought him out for advice and immediately agreed to help. This swiftly evolved into a lecture given to Jake about healthy eating and what are the best foods to include/avoid. Telling him all about calories surplus' and deficits, how to manage his eating habits, meal prep so on and so forth. He was very adamant that eating right was a crucial component to getting in shape and staying healthy.
He eventually ended up writing half of this down since it was a lot of information to cram into Jake all at once. But after all that came the training advice. Ted gave Jake some ideas for routines he could start with at the gym. Nothing too serious but enough to get him into the swing of things. Jake was thrilled when his Uncle even offered if he wanted to join him at the Gym tomorrow. Ted worked there after all as a personal trainer and part owner so it’d be easy for him to show Jake the ropes. Jake didn’t even think twice when accepting the offer.
Afterwards, they sat on the couch and watched some sports together for an hour or two before Jake eventually decided it was about time for him to head back home. Before he could leave though, his Uncle caught him a big muscly bear hug while emphasising how flattered he is that Jake came to him for help and advice. It was a good thing they didn’t hold that hug for too long otherwise Uncle Ted might’ve felt the swiftly growing erection pressing against Jake’s pants. Afterall, there was more than one reason why he was so excited when his Uncle actually offered to train with him…
For the longest time now Jake had a massive crush on Uncle Ted. That huge muscular body, those devilishly handsome features and that sliver hair he’d developed in recent years. He looked like a walking sex dream and Jake had fantasised time after time what it would be like to touch and squeeze his uncle's muscled physique. Dreaming of kissing along those thick pecs while worshipping Ted’s brawny biceps. Even licking the sweat off his uncle's abs after a long workout before gradually shifting lower and lower until he could tug down Ted’s shorts finally see what his uncle’s cock looks like. Just wondering about it made his whole body shiver with delight.
One of his most frequent jerk off fantasies was of a memory from a couple years back. They’d been on a family trip to the beach and his Uncle tagged along. At one point he wore nothing but a well fitted speedo that hugged his ass and crotch tightly while having the rest of his impressive body on full display. Jake must’ve barely touched the sea that day as he spent most of his time sitting nearby Ted as he sunbathed on a towel, trying not to make his glancing too obvious. The image of his Uncle’s ass stretching those speedo’s had been seared into his brain ever since. Not to mention the outline of his thick daddy dick.
Having managed to successfully hide his growing boner, Jake said goodbye to his smiling Uncle who told him to be ready to meet him at the local gym tomorrow at 10:00am. The entire walk home after that Jake couldn’t help the giddy excitement rising up inside him. He was gonna get to see Ted getting sweaty and pumping iron while also getting to work on his own body. Two birds with one stone! He was hardly gonna sleep a wink tonight just thinking about it.
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Jake had gotten up bright and early the next day. He wasted no time jumping out of bed to grab some breakfast before throwing on some workout gear and heading off for the gym. He arrived at about 9:55 to find Ted already standing outside the entrance waiting for him. The two said a quick hello before heading straight inside, not wanting to waste any time.
When they got to the reception, Jake was planning on paying separately for each day until he was sure that he wanted to stay. Ted however tried to convince Jake to get the membership, reasoning that he would feel more encouraged to go throughout the month that way. Jake thought on it for a moment but eventually decided to do it seeing as he thought it’d make Ted happy.
Next stop was the locker room. Seeing as he was part of the staff, Ted had his own separate locker with the rest of the staff. Jake on the other hand was given a key to one of the regular lockers which he found pretty quick. He tossed his gym bag inside before locking it back up and meeting with his Uncle again.
Jake assumed it was time to head down to the gym next but Ted stopped him. Apparently there was one more thing he wanted to do so that they could really get the most out of their gym session today. Ted led a confused Jake into one of the large changing cubicles across the locker room before shutting the door behind them. What Ted said after that sounded completely insane and yet Jake wanted nothing more than to believe it.
“I think there might be a better and quicker way for you to learn all this rather than just me showing you like any other trainer would…” Ted began somewhat ominously. Jake had no idea where his Uncle had been going with this but in no world would he have predicted what Ted revealed to him next.
Ted went on to tell Jake about a ‘very special power’ he had. Apparently, ever since he turned 20, Ted had been blessed with the ability to astral project his soul out of his body and possess somebody else’s. Jake’s eyes had widened at that, not quite sure how to respond to such a claim. He was skeptical of course and was quick to make it known. Ted had expected as much but he insisted he was telling the truth. He even went on to tell Jake about how his first possession had been of his old college football coach because he’d been jealous of the man’s large burly body. Going on to explain that being in that body was part of the reason Ted had been so driven to perfect his own body.
“I’ve also learned how to manipulate other people’s souls while projecting, pulling them out of their bodies and putting them into others…” Ted continued on, seeming dead serious about this power he claimed to have. Even reciting another story where he accidentally caused a middle aged man to swap bodies with his jock son way back when he was still figuring this power out and had to scramble to figure out how to undo it again.
Hearing all this Jake was at a loss for words. He had no clue what in the hell his Uncle was talking about. Was it some kind of strange prank he was trying to pull? Because there was no way right? Why wouldn’t he have mentioned this kind of thing before? The logical part of his brain screamed that it couldn’t be true but another part of his couldn’t help but pray that it was real. Because if that was true then… His eyes darted down at his average body and then back up at his Uncle’s perfect form. He wanted that.
Ted sighed “Yeaaah didn’t think you’d believe me so how about I just show ya instead?”
Jake took a step back, not knowing what to expect as Ted closed his eyes and focused. The 22 year old was unable to see what happened next as Ted’s soul detached from his body. He caught his bearings in a matter of seconds in his astral form before wasting no time in reaching inside Jake’s body. In that moment Jake felt an indescribable sensation spread throughout his entire being before blacking out. His soul was forcefully dragged from his body, leaving it an empty husk like Ted’s body. But not for long. With careful precision, Ted pulled on Jake’s soul and tossed it into his former 43 year old body and watched as his nephew’s essense was absorbed into that mature muscular form. As soon as he knew it’d gone smoothly, Ted jumped inside Jake’s younger, slimmer form and took full control.
They were both a little disoriented for a moment, blinking their eyes a little as the world came back into focus. Though Jake was very quick to realise something was very different. Very different. For starters he was now staring down at none other than… himself?! But it wasn’t just that. His entire body felt different!
Looking down at himself, Jake’s eyes bulged as they settled on an incredible pair of thick juicy pecs straining against the very same tank top Ted had been wearing. Looking past them he could see the rest of his body certainly wasn’t lacking either. His shoulders looked like bowling balls as thick and powerful veins snaked down his arms and across a pair of gigantic bulging biceps. And even further past those he saw that he was wearing his Uncle’s gym shorts as well as they struggled to contain his enormous looking legs. He was fucking huge!
“H…Holy…Fuuck… wait i-is that my voice??” Each word that left Jake's mouth rumbled with a deep yet familiar baritone. It was weird coming from his own mouth but he knew that voice immediately. It was his Uncle’s voice! He was speaking with his Uncle’s voice!!! There was no way. All that impossible stuff his Uncle had been saying about astral projecting and moving souls was actually true?…
He was actually inside his hot Uncle’s huge god-like body! Instantly his new dick throbbed at the realisation.
Almost on instinct Jake started to explore his new assets, starting with his pecs. He placed a large hand beneath each one and began to bounce and jiggle them through the tank top. The feeling was nothing if not magical. All that muscle stacked on his chest, ready to be groped and admired. Fuck he couldn’t get enough of it. He just wanted to squish and bounce them non stop while tweaking on his nipple. Unfortunately he did quite that far when his former body let out a hearty “Ahem!” Suddenly snapping back to reality as Jake remembered he wasn’t the only one here. Jake’s new 43 year old face turned a shade of red as his Uncle stared at him with a raised eyebrow.
“Right. The plan is that I’m going to use your body to workout and push it as far as it can go, hopefully installing a bit of muscle memory along the way. Meanwhile I’m going to let you workout in my body. I’ll still coach you of course but the already existing muscle memory in my body should help you learn.” Ted explained but Jake looked as though he was far too busy flexing his new biceps, practically drooling as he watched the muscles bulge with power. “Oi! I hope you’re listening because if you don’t take this seriously then I’ll change us back right now.” Ted threatened, trying to sound as stern as possible despite being inside Jake’s much smaller body.
“Sorry sorry. I heard you Uncle Ted. This is just uhhhh… a lot to take in you know…” Jake replied, trying his best not to keep his hands off himself.
Ted cracked a smile. “Believe me, I get it. I was the same when I took over my old coach’s body for the first time. It was a wild ride to say the least.” He said, averting his eyes away for a moment as a small blush crossed his face. “How about you just meet me in the main gym in about 5 minutes when you’ve had enough time to let this all… digest.” Ted glanced down at Jake’s crotch, seeing the rather noticeable bulge now pressing against his shorts. Jake went even redder in the face that time. He’d been so infatuated with his Uncle’s muscles that he’d barely even noticed his growing erection in all the excitement. He swiftly apologised to which his Uncle was surprisingly chill and brushed it off, saying it was natural after an experience like this and to just get rid of it before following him.
Ted left Jake alone to sort himself. The moment he was out of sight however, Jake locked himself back inside the cubicle and immediately went back to feverishly grabbing at his Uncle's enormous body. Now that he was alone, he was really going at it. Flexing every muscle, exploring every crevice, even throwing off his Uncles tank top to get a better look at huge pecs and abs. Having all that size and strength was more intoxicating than he ever could’ve ever imagined! He felt like a damn superhero! Not only that but it was his Uncle’s muscle. His Uncle’s body. The very body he’d been secretly lusting after for years now. And right now it belonged to him.
He was supposed to be using this time to calm himself down but if anything his bulge grew even more prominent to the point where there was a thick firm outline pressing against his Uncle's shorts that was impossible to ignore. There was no way he was gonna miss the opportunity to finally see the cock between his Uncle’s legs.
Tugging down his shorts and briefs, Jake watched with astonishment as Ted’s cock sprung forward in all its fat veiny glory. His heartbeat skyrocketed with excitement as the brand new member between his legs pulsated. It had a shaft that got slightly thicker in the middle and a large mushroom head that began to leak pre-cum. Without even giving it a second thought, Jake wiped up some of the gooey substance and plunged it into his mouth. He could hardly believe he’d just tasted Uncle Ted’s cum with Ted’s own damn tongue!!… and it was delicious. Like an addictive treat that he wanted nothing more than to stuff himself full with.
There were so many thoughts racing through Jake’s mind. So many things he wanted to do with his Uncle’s body. To just kick off his shorts and admire it in its fully naked beauty for a start. To just grip the fat cock and jerk it until he busted his Uncle’s seed all over the cubicle walls. To reach his hands back and explore his Uncle's beefy ass and hole. To just simply admire his gorgeous new face and perfect stubble for hours on end. Unfortunately however, he had to bury those urges for now and get out into the gym. He didn’t wanna take too long and risk his Uncle swapping them back already. After briskly pulling the tank top back over his newly impressive frame and yanking his shorts back up over his cock, Jake exited the cubicle and headed out of the changing rooms with haste. On his way to the gym though Jake couldn’t help but notice how he was even walking with Uncle Ted’s natural swagger.
Ted watched as his body turned the corner onto the gym floor with a gleeful look on it’s face. “That was longer than 3 minutes Jake. I was about to come through and hurry your ass up.” He said with his noodly arms crossed, once again trying to sound stern but still not quite pulling it off with Jake’s youthful voice. “Well now that you look appropriate, let’s get to training.” Little did he know that Jake was actually still hard as a rock right now but had managed to hide it by stuffing his pulsing member under the waistband of his shorts. If Jake lifted up his tank top right now, the tip of his Uncle’s dick would be on full display.
Ted began to lead Jake deeper into the gym. “Now don’t think this’ll be easy just because you’ve got my body.” He warned. “Since I know that my body can handle it, you’ll be lifting heavier weight than you ever have in your body. You won’t be going quite as heavy as I normally while you’re still absorbing the info from my body’s muscle memory. Just to be safe. But I’m confident that with my coaching to guide you along the way, you’ll be lifting my regular weight with proper form before you know it!” Ted seemed very confident and enthusiastic about this method. So much so that Jake began to wonder if Ted had given some of his other clients special body swapping sessions as well?
As it was Monday Ted declared they’d be doing a chest focused session today. He began to show Jake some of the equipment they’d be using and explained a few of the exercises they’d be going through today. Other gym goers could only stare in confusion as they watched what seemed to be this young dude who looked like he’d never before set foot in a gym coaching a buff but also clueless looking 40 year old.
Ted would demonstrate each exercise first, showing the proper form before letting Jake have a turn at it. Jake was in awe as he watched his Uncle struggle with such low weight as he would’ve before but then as he took his turn, he was able to go at least five times heavier with no problem whatsoever! Just the act of being able to lift such heavy weights with his Uncle's beefy arms had his cock bucking in those shorts, though trying his best to hide it of course. Yet despite his incredible strength, Ted still had to correct Jake’s form from time to time.
"Muscle memory or not, your form is a bit off buddy." Ted would say as he patted his former, bulging biceps. “Do it again and I’ll help correct your position.”
Jake laid back down on the bench, grabbing the barbell above exactly as Ted instructed. Then as Jake began to bench press the moderately heavy bar, Ted coached him on how to position his arms, how to control his speed and breathing during each rep and how to safely put the barbell back after each set. He found himself picking it up pretty fast. He supposed his Uncle's muscle memory was working after all.
“Right now just try and remember how all this feels. Soak it up as best you can so you can call on this experience when you’re back in your own body.” Ted explained after finishing a couple sets of bench press himself, the bar significantly lighter for his current body’s inferior strength. “And I’ll try my best to instill your body with some of the basics as well. Those put together should massively accelerate your progress.”
Back in his own body? Hearing those words saddened Jake a little but it couldn’t be helped. He was just on such a massive horny high from getting to be his Uncle. So for now he decided he was just gonna enjoy this incredibly hot power trip while it lasted and try to learn a few things along the way. And that’s exactly what he did! The pair jumped between different machines and equipment until they were both a sweaty mess. They still had two exercises left but Ted had to make a quick trip to the bathroom. He’d told Jake to sit and wait for him but of course, the second Ted was gone, Jake jumped back up and headed across the gym towards some of the many wall mirrors.
It was surreal. There was no other way to describe it. He just couldn’t believe that the face staring back at him in the mirror was actually his Uncle‘s devilishly handsome mug. His beautiful eyes. His perfect stubbly beard. His immaculate silver hair. And right now all of it belonged to him! The face he’d envisioned while masturbating. The biceps he’d always wanted to squeeze. The thighs he’d wished to have his head squashed between. The pecs he’d always wanted to motorboat. It was all his and ready to flaunt. Jake just couldn’t help himself! He had to start flexing and posing starting with a good ol’ double bicep flex.
“Oooh yeah… I’m fuckin huuuge…” Jake muttered to himself. “Bet my nephew wishes he had a bod like this heheh…” He sniggered to himself as he started to bounce his pecs a little. God he loved having a thick chest like this. Feeling the muscle go from soft and pliable to hard and firm with a single flex.
He tried to keep his display somewhat appropriate and not go overboard in front of all these other gym-goers. That certainly proved easier said than done when staring at the way his shorts perfectly hugged his giant thighs. God his uncle’s body was just such a sight to behold. Yet even adoration he felt for his incredible thighs paled in comparison to pure lust he experienced when he turned his back to the mirror and looked over his shoulder. Not only did his back look incredible but his muscle ass was absolutely phenomenal!
The very same ass he’d steal glances at whenever his Uncle’s back turned. The same ass he’d imagined pressing his cock between and fucking into oblivion so many times before. Now it was sitting on HIS backside. He wanted nothing more that the start groping it. To start feverish squeezing those colossal cheeks and eventually slip a hand down into his shorts and press a finger against his Uncle’s hole just to see how tight it was. Buuuuuut doing that in front of a bunch of other dudes at the gym would probably destroy any chance he’d have at his Uncle swapping them again in the future. So he restrained himself.
“I see you couldn’t help yourself huh?” The sound of Jake’s original voice came from across the room. Jake turned to see Ted walking towards him, clearly having seen the display Jake was putting on his borrowed body. Jake was about to apologise but Ted stopped him. “Don’t sweat it. If I were you’d I’d have definitely done the same thing.” He assured with a laugh.
With that the two finished finished their last exercises, both really pushing themselves to their limit. It was tough but by the end of it all they felt great! They downed the remainders of their protein shakes before grabbing their towels and making their way back into the locker rooms. As they did Jake made sure to say nothing about the swap in the blind hope that his uncle wouldn’t swap them back until after they’d changed. Mainly so he’d get the chance to strip off in Uncle Ted’s body. But alas he wasn’t so lucky.
“I can tell you’ve enjoyed yourself in my body but it’s time swap back now bud.” Ted said with his hands on his hips.
Jake sighed a little. “Alright I’m ready. Do… whatever it is you do.”
Ted did exactly that. He closed his eyes, focused his energy and bam! He was out of Jake’s body. Just like before he floated towards Jake before reaching inside and pulling the 22 year old’s soul out of Ted’s 43 year old body before tossing it back into its rightful form. Once that was done, Ted was able to slide effortlessly back into his own skin.
The first thing Ted noticed when he re-entered his body was that his cock was semi hard. Jake must’ve still had a small boner moments before Ted undid the swap. He didn’t say anything about it though, deciding to just brush it off as not to embarrass his nephew. He was just a young lad that was excited to be in such a big strong body like Ted’s was all… right?
Jake on the other hand was a little bummed to be back in his much smaller, average looking body but at least now he had a bunch of new memories to use as jerk off material. Not only that but he could already feel a bit of muscle soreness in his chest and other areas. It felt like Ted did some great work despite having Jake’s weaker body.
“Sooooo are we gonna do that again tomorrow?” Jake asked, trying to sound casual about it.
Ted flexed his pecs a little “Well I can feel a burn in my chest so it seems you did a good job with my body. I don’t see why not as long as you promise to keep working hard like today.”
On the outside Jake kept his cool. “Awesome. Sounds like a plan then Uncle T!” But on the inside he was practically bursting with joy. At that moment he knew to spend every moment of every day from now on looking forward to his gym sessions with Uncle Ted. He was already super excited to work his Uncle’s arms tomorrow and put those thick and powerful biceps to work! Even now he found himself staring at his Uncle’s arms, itching for the chance to grope and flex them again
Little did the two of them know that by using his power, Ted was slowly drawing the attention of one specific Warlock who loves to cause a little mischief…
(Part 2)
~~ Three Weeks Later ~~
By now the duo of Uncle and Nephew had gotten used to their new routine. Every workout day they would meet at the gym, head to locker rooms, and Ted would use his secret powers. Before they knew it, they were piloting each other’s bodies and getting a serious pump on. Jake was always making sure to follow every one of his Uncle’s instructions in an effort to impress. Hoping that as long as he kept up the good work, he’d keep getting the chance to use his Uncle’s hunky body again and again.
Of course being inside Uncle Ted’s body never got old for Jake either. Each time was just as hot and exhilarating as the last and without fail he would always end up getting at least one massive boner with his Uncle’s thick cock. The only downside to it all was that he was never out of Ted’s sight for long enough to truly explore his Uncle’s body. The best he got was when he slipped out of the gym to go to the bathroom when in reality he’d just locked himself in a stall so he could whipped out the thick appendage his Uncle carried between his legs. Taking the chance to admire it and give it a few good pumps while he flexed his muscles. Damn his Uncle for having such good stamina though. It meant the furthest he got was a couple spurts of precum spluttering from the tip (which he lapped up of course) before he had to pull his shorts back up and head back into the gym to avoid any suspicion as to what he might’ve been doing. Still though, he hoped one day he’d get his chance to finish and bust Uncle Ted’s load.
Little did Jake know however that chance might come sooner than he thought.
The last few times Jake and Ted switched, they were unaware of the invisible observer watching over them. It seems the constant use of Ted’s strange abilities had caught the attention of none other than Mr Wavell. A mysterious magical being who took far too much pleasure in meddling with the lives and bodies of men. Body swaps and transformations were his bread and butter. So to see this hunky daddy using own unique power to swap bodies with his horny nephew had certainly piqued the warlock’s interest.
And so he’d become curious enough of this little dynamic going on to observe the pair for a couple of days. Finding it curious how Ted would only switch his soul with his Nephew when they were at the gym so they could workout in each other's bodies. Wavell couldn’t help but find it amusing. These humans were essentially doing his job for him. As such he couldn’t help but wonder how the hell this Ted guy even obtained such a power to begin with?
Ted did seem as though he’d been born in a world of magic like Wavell had been. Wavell would’ve been able to sense it if so. Ted had definitely been born here in this ordinary realm. Was he granted this power by someone? Did he have some sort of contact with a magical item that bestowed it upon him? Or was he really just a normal human from this ordinary world that by some miracle had been naturally born with the power to not only project his soul into astral form but also manipulate others souls as well!? Whatever the case was, Wavell was certainly glad to have stumbled across these two.
Of course Wavell had been very swift to pick up on how the Nephew, Jake, reacted just before and during the switch. He’d peered into the young man’s mind to see just how much excitement he was hiding everytime his Uncle swapped their bodies. But not just the typical excitement of a smaller dude getting to be a total hunk for a while. No, this was something much more. Something Wavell knew very well. Pure unbridled lust. A burning sexual desire for his Uncle’s gorgeous body and adoring absolutely every second he got to spend inside of it.
And so one fateful morning Jake and Ted met at the as they usually did now for yet another arm day. Only this time they had Wavell once again spying over their shoulders. They did their normal locker room and body swap routine before heading onto the gym floor with the curious warlock floating behind them. Wavell couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw Jake, now back inside his Uncle’s body, casually grabbing at his muscles with a giddily smile. Not to mention Jake trying to subtly cover the growing bulge around his crotch. That seemed to be a common issue.
The pair worked hard through their session together. They made sure to give their biceps and triceps an incredible pump throughout the blend of exercises Ted had picked out for them today. Like Always Jake was getting a massive rush while doing different types of curls. Watching the way his borrowed biceps bulged with every rep. Still enamoured by the strength his Uncle’s body carried and how intoxicating it felt to wield.
As he was doing some heavy barbell curls, Jake once again found himself wishing that this didn’t have to end at the gym. Wishing that he could just leave the gym inside Uncle Ted’s body and spend the rest of the day in his body. Truth be told he’d fantasised about running off while Ted wasn’t looking. Dashing out of the gym and finding someplace where Ted wouldn’t be able to find him for just long enough that he could empty his Uncle's fat balls. But he didn’t want to risk pissing off Ted and never getting the chance to swap again. He just wished he could get more out of it.
Luckily for Jake, Wavell was in a wish granting mood.
The warlock hovered above the two men while they went about their workout as he wondered to himself how he was going to cause mayhem. His first thought had been to reach inside Ted and drain his soul of all its magic. It’d been a long time since he’d done that. There was never really any need too honestly. He already had all the power he’d ever need. In the past he’d only ever done it for fun so he could see once powerful beings squirm after being rendered helpless. Usually ending with them offering up their bodies for Wavell to fuck and abuse in any way he pleased in exchange for their magic power back. Like that Doctor Strange guy… Now he had a tight hole.
However, as fun as that could be, Wavell decided to mess with them in a different way. He looked over towards Jake who had just finished doing a few sets of barbell curls. He was about to start removing some of the weights to make the bar liftable for his Uncle suddenly he felt a shock run through his body. Unbeknownst to Jake, Wavell had cast a couple of spells on him to make things a little more interesting…
“Jake? Are you alright?” Ted asked, seeing that Jake had suddenly frozen in place.
Jake shook his head and looked back towards his Uncle. “Oh uhhh yeah… I just felt a bit weird for a second there. Just goosebumps I think.” He said, brushing off the strange feeling with a smile. Blissfully unaware of the gift he’d just been given.
As he got back to pumping iron however, Jake couldn’t help but feel as though something had changed within him. He couldn’t explain it but something just felt different. Every other time he’d swapped with his Uncle there was this distinct feeling of displacement. Like he was somewhere he wasn’t supposed to be. Which made sense being in his Uncle’s older, buffer body. Only now… he suddenly felt comfortable. Instead of feeling like a passenger in Ted’s body, he felt as though he was being embraced by it. Almost like… he belonged.
Soon enough the duo finished up their routine for the day. Jake was bummed yet again to see his time in this body come to an end until their next workout but he’d accepted it by now. Obviously there was no way he’d be able to keep his Uncle’s body… right? They stepped into the locker rooms and looked around a bit to make sure nobody was looking before Ted activated his power, jumping out of Jake’s body and entering the astral plane. Only this time something was very off.
You see whenever Ted projects himself, it doesn’t matter who’s body he’s been inside, his soul always remains looking like a ghostly version of his real body. But not this time. Looking down at his form Ted didn’t see a muscular transparent chest or his boulder-like shoulders. Nope, instead his astral form now looked identical to Jake’s slender body! What the fuck was going on?! In a panic he tried to reach inside his old body to pull Jake’s soul out but it was as though some kind of force field was stopping him.
Wavell laughed as he watched Ted try over and over to pull out Jake’s soul but to no avail. Wavell’s spells had worked like a charm. One of them had altered Jake’s soul, reshaping it to match and fill out his Uncle’s older and more mature body. It seemed that spell had a ripple effect that’d transformed Ted’s soul into an identical copy of his Nephew’s form as well. The second spell however was a protection seal placed around Ted’s former body to stop Jake’s soul from being ripped away from it. Making it next to impossible for Ted to remove Jake from his body. To break such a seal would require an enormous magical prowess of which Ted most certainly didn’t have. Slowly he was beginning to realise that.
“I-is everything alright Uncle Ted? You didn’t swap us back?” Jake questioned with fake concern as he opened one of his eyes to see that he was still in fact standing in Ted’s huge bulky body.
Ted had no choice but to retreat back into Jake’s body for now before responding. “I don’t know…” He said quickly, eyes wide. “S-somethings wrong! I-I-I can’t get your soul out of my body!” He said in a panic. “I’m trying again!” Ted announced before leaping back into astral form. But of course the outcome remained the same. Every time he reached for his real body it was like slamming against a brick wall. Soon enough he realised it was a fruitless effort and resigned himself to Jake’s body for the time being.
Jake was paralysed with a flurry of mixed emotions. On one hand he was filled with an almost unfathomable level of glee and excitement. Every instinct was telling him to start jumping for joy at the possibility of being stuck in this gorgeous body he loved so much. But on the other hand his Uncle was starting to freak out a little, leaning his back against the lockers before sliding down to the floor in defeat. He felt bad for Uncle Ted and even a little guilty. After all he was now being faced with the reality that he might never get his real body back.
“I don’t understand… I’ve done this hundreds and hundreds of times. I’ve been in so many bodies. So many people have been in mine. And for much longer than this!! So why!??…” Ted clutched his head in both fear and frustration.
“I have… no idea. I don’t even know how you do that crazy soul projection thing…” Jake said, not sure quite exactly how to react. So instead he just said the first thing that came to mind. “Maybe this is a sign.” Jake’s words caused Ted to look up with a questioning expression as his former face cracked a tiny grin. “You know? Like a sign from the universe. What if maybe… these were always meant to be our real bodies?!” He suggested while running a hand down his muscular frame. “Like fate or something…” Jake tried so desperately to hide the giddy look that was slowly starting to form as hefted his pecs a little.
At this point Ted just didn’t know how to respond. He was a total wreck and he figured Jake would be as well at the prospect of being stuck in an older body. And yet It didn’t seem like his Nephew was bothered in the slightest at the thought of staying like this. If anything he looked his face was already starting to betray him with a look of excitement at the idea of keeping all that hard earned muscle Ted had built for himself. He wanted to be furious at his nephew for acting this way. He wanted to scream and shout at him to take this seriously. But the words just didn’t come out. Would that have even been fair? After all it was Ted’s own power that’d seemingly got them into this mess. And if the roles were reversed then wouldn’t he have loved to be stuck in a bigger body than his own?… He lost his train of thought however at the sound of retreating footsteps.
“Oi! Where are you going?” Ted asked as he watched Jake sauntering away through the locker room.
“What does it look like? I’m going to get my gym bag.” Jake replied as he marched towards the staff area where Ted’s locker was.
Ted was quick to pick himself up off the floor after seeing Jake turn a corner. He caught back up with his former muscular body just as Jake reached Ted’s locker, pulling out the key from Ted’s shorts and opening it to grab the gym bag inside.
“N-No, that’s my gym bag. What’re you doing??”
“Not anymore by the looks of it. This bag belongs to Ted Parrish and that’s me.” A devilish smirk spread across Jake’s new face as he pointed at the name tag on the bag and then back at his handsome mature face. The lust and excitement for his current body coupled with his intense desire to keep it swiftly began to overpower any empathy he’d had for his Uncle. “Besides it’s not like the clothes in here would fit you now anyway. They’re for a big man like me.” He teased before flexing one of his biceps.
Ted couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was his Nephew really that content with just stealing his body and life?! Just like that?!? But then it started to dawn on him. All the times he’d seen Jake squeezing his muscles in that body. All the times he couldn’t stop staring at his reflection in the gym mirror. All the times when they swapped back only for Ted to find his dick half hard and his underwear stained with a small patch of pre-cum. Of course! How didn’t he see it sooner! Jake didn’t just admire his body! He was in love with it!! Every time they swapped must’ve been like a sexual fantasy come true for him. He didn’t even know Jake was gay but now it all made sense.
“Right well since we’re stuck like this I might as well head home to your place. Although I guess I should say my place now right?” Jake taunted while flashing his Uncle with his own pearly white grin “And you know what? Instead of jumping straight in the shower, I think I’ll just lounge around in these sweaty gym clothes of mine for a while. You know… so I bask in my new musk for a little while longer and get used to my new manly scent.” Jake lifted an armpit before taking a deep whiff of his Uncle’s sweaty aroma. “Fuuuck that’s good!” He roared with excitement, his bulge suddenly became painfully obvious in that moment. Jake didn’t even bother trying to hide it anymore. “Well I guess I’ll see ya on Thursday for back and shoulders. Assuming you still wanna whip that new body of yours into shape anyway.” He teased with a wink before patting Ted on the shoulder and pushing past.
Ted could do nothing but watch as his own nephew sauntered away in all his sweaty, muscular glory. Stealing the body Ted had spent decades crafting and maintaining. Stealing the very life Ted had built for himself. And there was nothing Ted could do but sit and watch as the thick muscle butt he used to own bounced with every step Jake took. Not being able to help getting a semi with his now much smaller dick at the sight.
With that Ted was left with his thoughts. Should he be angry about this? Should he be happy? After all he might’ve lost his years worth of muscle but on the other hand he was also 21 years younger now. That’d be more than enough time to build it back up. But then again he now had to live a completely different life. The life of his Nephew no less. Oh god… that meant that his brother was gonna be his dad now. That was no doubt gonna be weird as fuck.
For now perhaps it was best to just head to his Nephew's house and clear his head about the whole situation. Especially since Jake seemed to be having no problem doing the same.
He pulled himself up off the floor and grabbed Jake’s locker key out of his pocket. He swung open the locker and grabbed Jake’s bag along with whatever else Jake had sitting in there. But before he left he decided to have a quick peek rummage through Jake’s bag to see if he’d brought spare clothes to change into.
As expected Ted found a set of Jake’s normal clothes on top. What he didn’t expect to find however was one of his own tank tops hidden underneath it all! It went missing about a week ago and they assumed someone must’ve picked it by mistake. But as it turned out Jake swiped it while Ted wasn’t looking and stashed it in his bag. Not only that but there was also a pair of Ted’s dirty gym socks stashed away in there as well that’d also gone missing. Fucking hell. If what Jake had said earlier was anything to go by, Ted had no doubt his nephew had been burying his nose into these while jerking off.
If that wasn’t proof that Jake was obsessed with him then he didn't know what was. It was creepy to say the least. And yet… for some ungodly reason… Ted found himself sniffing the very same socks and tank top that his very own nephew had stolen from him.
Meanwhile Jake found himself strolling down the road with a spring in his step before deciding to have a look on his Uncle’s phone out of curiosity. He stuffed a hand into his Uncle’s bag and pulled out his phone before unlocking it with Face ID. What he found there was rather eye opening to say the least.
His pictures didn't seem like anything too special at first. Just a lot of pictures Ted had taken of himself as progress pics mainly with a few other ones thrown in there. It was only when he started snooping through his Uncle’s texts with his now ex-wife that things got interesting to say the least. After looking back and skimming over some of their old conversations he discovered that Ted had actually been cheating on her with another man called Micheal! Lo and Behold after returning to chats, one of Ted’s most recent chats was to a guy named Micheal Robby. In that chat he found a bunch of lovey dovey messages between the two. Who knew that all this time his Uncle was actually gay and had a boyfriend on the DL!?
If anything this interesting development had only made things even better. He’d already been planning on hooking up with men in this hot new body anyway but now he’s got a boyfriend to fuck instead! And judging by some of the photos they’d sent from time to time, Uncle Ted had impeccable taste.
Micheal was a furry dude with a cute bearded face that Jake just wanted to plant kisses all over. Before though, this guy would’ve been considered way older than Jake. After some digging through Ted’s phone, Jake found that his new boyfriend was 35, over a decade older than his original body. That in mind he still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that he was the older one in the relationship with his Uncle’s 43 year old body. Fuck it was hot though. He just wanted to use his newfound strength to pin this Micheal to a wall before exploring that cute body of his.
The feeling that washed over him when he first stepped inside the house was something else. Sure he’d been round his Uncle’s place a bunch of times in the past to hang out with (and steal the occasional pair of underwear from) Uncle Ted. Now though, knowing that it all belonged to him gave it a totally different feel. Everything his Uncle owned belonged to him now. His body, his money, his property, even his… job. Oh Fuck.
A glaring flaw in all this suddenly became apparent. Jake had no fucking clue how to run his Uncle’s life. Sure he had the looks and some of the attitude but that was it. There was no way in hell he was gonna be able to do his Uncle’s job of being a personal trainer at the gym without fucking it up and losing all the clients somehow!
It was safe to say that Jake’s rose coloured glasses had finally cracked. At last he was starting to see the negatives to this seemingly permanent swap. He was even starting to panic a little. He didn’t allow it consume him though, instead opting to take a deep breath before grabbing a beer from the fridge and sitting on the couch to think things through.
He could try looking through all his Uncle’s messages and emails to gain as much information as possible and perhaps try to piece his life together bit by bit… but that could take forever. By the time he had a decent enough grasp on Ted’s life, it might’ve already fallen apart anyway? Besides, he didn't even know any of his Uncle’s passwords. The only reason he could get onto the phone was due to Face ID. He’d have to hope his Uncle had written his passwords somewhere in his phone or in a notepad somewhere otherwise he’d have to try and pry the information out of Ted himself.
He grumbled in annoyance before downing the rest of his beer. Why couldn’t whatever locked him inside his Uncle’s body have given him some memories to help?! Would that've been so hard?! He was grateful to the universe or whatever had allowed him to keep this hulking sex dream of a body but it was starting to feel like a double edged sword with all things considered.
He needed to calm down. Jake took another deep breath before ripping off his tank top to reveal his hot sweaty torso in all its glory. He closed his eyes and began playing with his thick meaty pecs. Squeezing and groping them generously as his head rested back against the couch.
“Mmmmmmmmm… that’s the stuff…” He hummed in satisfaction to himself. Having this hot body was the only thing keeping him sane right now. Who knew that huge muscle tits made such great stress balls to calm your nerves? He started to wonder if squeezing his Uncle’s bubbly ass cheeks would have the same calming effect…
Unbeknownst to Jake however, the invisible stalker that caused all this had still been watching him. And he was certainly enjoying the pec worshipping show Jake was putting on right now. Buuuut the man did have a point. Without Ted’s memories he was probably gonna fuck up his new life within a week or so minimum. Of course Wavell COULD just zap all of Ted’s memories into his head right now but where would the fun be in that? He was still gonna give them to Jake but had a far more entertaining idea in mind for depositing them…
———
In an instant Wavell teleported himself away into a car park outside a local shop. He swiftly surveyed the area until he spotted just the man he was looking for. Micheal Robby. He’d seen the picture of Micheal on Ted’s phone when Jake was swiping through the photos and he knew the man’s full name. That alone made it scarily easy for Wavell to pinpoint Micheal’s location. The man had just finished packing some shopping into his car before jumping into the drivers seat. He was about to press the key into the ignition when he jumped out of skin to see a strange suited man suddenly sitting in the passenger seat beside him.
As you’d expect Micheal began screaming and shouting in shock, demanding why the older suited man was in his car. However his screams were silenced and replaced by a confused groan as Wavell grabbed Micheal’s bulge and cast a spell on his nuts. Or rather he placed a spell inside them. Micheal’s ball’s swelled to the size of heavy bull nuts as they filled with Ted’s memories. Now all Micheal had to do was deposit his next load inside Jake and the latter would gain all the memories from Ted’s life that he’d ever need.
Now of course it could be fun for Wavell to simply leave it here and see if this one time magical load actually gets where it needs to go. Buuuut he just couldn’t help himself. He loves to get in on the action and doesn’t like seeing a good spell go to waste.
“FUCK MAN!? WHAT DID YO-” Micheal was cut off as in an instant Wavell’s body dissolved into a smoke-like entity before swirling around Micheal and entering his body through every orifice. Within seconds Micheal had lost control of his entire body as Wavell’s mind and soul dominated every part of it. It didn’t take more than about 10 seconds for the Warlock to completely take over.
There was a moment of silence as ‘Micheal’ held his eyes closed, focusing himself before opening them back up, a purple glow glazing over them. “Ummmff… Yessss…” Wavell grumbled as he looked down at his stolen body. “Good fit.” He muttered while running his hands along his body a little, immediately feeling the thick coat of body hair hiding beneath Micheal’s shirt. “Sorry my cute hairy friend but your Boyfriend needs our help.” He smirked as he checked out his reflection in the rear view mirror. “Let’s just say Ted is having a hard time being himself right now so you’re gonna help me, help him.” Wavell reached into his pocket and pulled out Micheal’s phone before texting ‘Ted’ to let him know that he was coming round for the evening. The real Micheal was still conscious through all this, though now he was just a passenger in his own body until Wavell was done with him.
“Ah fuck. I’ll have to drive…” The warlock sighed. Unfortunately Wavell wasn't able to use any of his usual magic when possessing another vessel hence why he cast that spell into Micheal’s balls beforehand. It wasn’t a massive deal, only this now meant he couldn’t teleport straight back to Jake. Oh well. He couldn’t be bothered to unpossess Micheal now that he was inside. So he just slotted the keys into the car ignition and started the engine. Might be fun to travel somewhere normally for once.
On the ride there he got a message back.
- Can’t wait to see you babe! Have been feeling a little off today but I bet seeing you will help me feel much better -
Wavell couldn’t help but find it amusing. Jake had just been all worried about figuring out his Uncle’s life and yet he still couldn’t help but try to get in his new boyfriend's pants anyway. Not that he was complaining.
———
Jake was sat on the couch, watching some football like his Uncle would in an effort to clear his mind. In that time he’d stripped down to nothing, being sat bare naked and slowly pumping his thick python of a member in the process. For now he was just trying not to think too hard about how he was gonna pull all this off and instead just tried to enjoy the moment. Watching sport and drinking beer while imitating the way his Uncle spoke just to make him hornier. He didn’t think he’d ever get over hearing Uncle Ted’s voice escape his own lips. Every time he spoke he wished he could just fuck his own mouth. That thought alone led him to wonder if Ted’s body was flexible enough to give itself a blowjob. His dick was pretty huge so that kinda gave him an advantage…
But before Jake had the chance to turn himself into a pretzel in an effort to suck himself off, Micheal sent him another text saying that he’d now parked up outside. Jake couldn’t help but feel even more excited. He didn’t even have a chance to respond to messages before he heard the sound of a key turning in the front door.
“Micheal?! Is that you?!” Jake shouted from the couch as the front door creaked open, half considering if he should jump up and quickly pull Uncle Ted’s underwear back on.
“Yup! Just me babe!” Wavell reassured, perfectly imitating the way Micheal spoke, not that Jake would know the difference. He closed the door and kicked off Micheals shoes before heading straight into the living room. “So. You said you weren’t feeling like yourself? What’s got you— oh” He stopped short upon turning the corner and seeing Jake in all of Ted’s beefy daddy glory. Nude and sweaty with a fat pulsing erection. “Looks like you were way ahead of me…” Wavell smirked
Jake jumped up from the couch and swaggered over towards Wavell, cock bobbing up and down as he did. “Just seeing your face is helping me feel better already.” There was a lot of truth in that. Sure he was worried about taking over Ted’s life but he couldn't help feeling that having a hot, sweet looking guy like Micheal stood beside who he’ll keep his head on straight. With that he leaned in for a deep sensual kiss that was swiftly reciprocated by Wavell, loving how his stache and stubble rubbed against his new partner's beard.
The kiss started out sweet and loving but gradually became more lustful and even animalistic from both ends. It didn’t take long for Jake to start ripping off Wavell’s clothes piece by piece in a desperate attempt to see the hairy body hidden beneath. All the while Wavell is gripping at Jake’s bulging arms, pinching his nipples and teasing his already leaking cock. Before long Jake was tugging down Wavell’s shorts and even the cozy white jockstrap that had been cradling his junk. Finally he could get a good look at his new boyfriend for all that he was.
Micheal’s body had some good, sizable muscle that was balanced out by a healthy amount of chub spread across his to pad it out making him look that much more huggable. He wasn’t nearly as jacked as Ted but he still had a good ‘muscle otter’ look going for him. As such the fur that covered his frame looked and felt incredible. Jake already smell the faint underarm scent wafting from ‘Micheal’s’ pits. What was surprising though was that Micheal’s cock was just as impressive as Ted’s! They were both bigger than average in both length and girth. Though it seemed Ted had the advantage when it came to girth while Micheal’s won in regards to length. That said, Jake couldn’t help but notice how Micheal’s balls were. They were fucking enormous! Much bigger than his Uncle Ted’s surprisingly.
The pair smiled and laughed when they noticed they’d both been momentarily hypnotised by one another’s dicks before returning to their make out. It certainly didn’t take long for Wavell to lift up Jake’s arm and dive his nose into the man’s pits. “Mmm you were definitely working hard in the gym today… fuuuuuuuck.” he mumbled between breaths. Jake just loved seeing how Wavell enjoyed the scent of Ted’s body as much as he did. But Jake needed to get a whiff of his boyfriend as well. When he was finally able to pull Wavell away from his own sweaty pits, Jake pressed his nose against the hairy and musky pits Wavell had stolen. The smell was different for sure but just as addicting with him swapping between both pits and even lapping up the sweat in a horny frenzy. All before finally moving back up towards Wavell’s face to kiss those beautiful bearded lips again.
Jake was already thinking of how he was gonna throw Wavell over his shoulder and carry him to the bedroom before destroying that cute, pudgy jock butt he’d been groping. Before he could put that plan into action though, Jake found himself suddenly being manhandled by the smaller man and pressed against the wall in a whirlwind of desire. “I’ve been thinking about you all day. You know I can never stop thinking about your sexy muscle ass daddy.” Wavell murmured into Jake’s ear while peering into Micheal’s memories a little.
Jake on the other hand was taken aback. In his mind he’d imagined his Uncle being the more dominant one. Perhaps because he was bigger and older? And yet the idea of being submissive in his Uncles huge hunky body sounded so fucking alluring at the same time. Just knowing he was physically stronger than the man dominating him but wanting nothing more to submit anyway… fuuuck. It was making him even harder than the thought of topping had. Was this how Uncle Ted felt with Micheal? The idea of his Uncle secretly being a muscle bottom this whole time was sending Jake through a horny storm of emotions he couldn’t even begin to comprehend right now. And not to mention being called daddy just now! It felt odd but so right at the same time… he fucking loved it!
Jake could feel Wavell’s fat member sliding up and down between his ass while Wavell planted kisses all down his neck and back. Slowly but surely making his way down the sculpted muscle until his kisses reached that perky round muscle butt. Such a sight to behold. Wavell grabbed onto both cheeks with a lustful fuelled vigour before diving his borrowed face between them. It wasn’t long before Jake was moaning blissfully as his hole was attacked by a very enthusiastic tongue that was eager to taste him. Jake even found himself pushing his hips back a little, pressing his ass further into his lover's face while his hole was devoured and explored. He even went so far as to reach a powerful hand back to grab Wavell’s head and press his face as deep as it could go. Of which was swiftly met with satisfied grunts.
Once Wavell had finished feasting, he decided it was time they got onto the real thing. “Bed or couch?” He asked with a smirk.
“Wherever you want me babe.” Jake responded, looking down and over his shoulder.
“Oh really? Because I could take you against this wall right now.” Wavell began to tease a little, standing up before pressing the tip of his cock against Jake’s wet hole.
The older hunk chuckled, slightly considering the idea for a second before deciding on a more comfortable option. “Fine. Bed it is.”
“Then let’s move it daddy.” Wavell grinned as he gave Jake’s ass a hard slap that was bound to leave a mark.
Within moments the two found themselves stumbling and kissing into the bedroom before falling into bed together. It didn’t take long for Jake to have his legs spread and up in the air before resting them softly on Wavell’s shoulders as he positioned his meaty dick before the dad hole on display. The room was filled with cries of pleasure and joy as Wavell plowed into Jake's welcoming entrance, the latter taking note of just how easily Wavell’s borrowed cock slid in and out. As if Uncle Ted’s hole had already been stretched by it so many times before. Well that all but confirmed the muscle bottom theory he’d had.
As much as he’d imagined using his Uncle’s cock to ruin Micheal’s ass, he was more than happy to just let this man use his hole in anyway he wanted. The more they got into it, constantly changing positions, the more Jake fell in love with getting his muscle butt fucked. No wonder his Uncle had loved this! He could hardly stop the deep sexual moans from escaping his lips while happily having his ass railed hard and deep. Only being able to form words when he was begging Wavell to unload inside him. However it was only when they were fucking doggy style in a hot and sweaty mess of male lust and passion was Wavell finally ready to give Jake what he wanted.
Wavell pumped down into the large muscle daddy beneath him, loving how Jake’s stolen ass jiggled at every thrust. Jake let out a long needy groan with his Uncle’s gravelly baritone. Just hearing that voice moan as his own almost made him jizz right then and there. He wasn’t going to last much longer. “Ooh fuck yeah! Come one! Breed daddy’s hole!” Jake shouted through gritted teeth as Wavell made sure to get balls deep. “FUUUU-MMMMFF!-” He was cut off part way through cursing as Wavell reached around a slapped a hand over Jake’s mouth. “MMMMMPFFF!… Mmmmmh… Mmmmfff…”
Wavell could feel the pressure in his nuts starting to rise along with a distinctly magical tingling sensation. The spell was preparing itself. Though Jake couldn’t see it, Wavell’s balls had begun to glow while continuing to smack against that perfectly sculpted bubble ass. Along with Jake’s previous prompts and his own animalistic urge to breed growing by the second, Wavell was finally ready. His bull balls lurched, pumping his seed up towards his cock. There was one last prolonged thrust before his eyes rolled and…
“OHHH GODDDDD! Wavell roared with an eruption of thick milky white fluid drenching Jake’s insides.
Jake loved how full his hole felt, moaning loudly as Wavell finally let go of his mouth. However the magic glow that had emanated from Wavell’s balls was now shining inside the stuffed hole. The spell had been planted and was now beginning to activate. The cum worked its way deeper inside and strangely and began absorbing into Jake’s body in a purely magical form.
Jake’s head felt dizzy for a moment. He had no idea why until suddenly years and years worth of memories flooded his mind. Ted’s memories! He remembered how Ted met his ex-wife but shortly after getting married began going out and cheating on her with other men. Seeing and remembering each and every time Ted got his ass creamed in secret. Then years down the line eventually meeting Micheal and splitting from his ex-wife after she found them in bed together with Micheal’s cock deep down Ted’s throat. Ever since they’d kept things pretty quiet as Ted was worried how his family would react.
Alongside those he got memories from all other aspects of Ted’s life. Some of his childhood, his friends and, most helpful right now, memories and know-how on Ted’s job as a personal trainer and part owner at the gym. Recalling all of Ted’s knowledge on exercise, fitness, nutrition and how to pass that onto his clients. Not to mention all the business expertise Ted had picked up while helping to manage the gym and its staff.
The process took some time to complete and as such Jake was left lying idly on the bed as the memories transplanted themselves. As the spell did its work, Wavell had managed to roll Jake onto his back and left him staring at the ceiling with his mouth hanging slightly agape while his cock bucked and leaked.
The warlock knew everything would run smoothly from this point onwards and could’ve easily unpossessed Micheal’s body in that moment… buuut he decided to stay inside this hot, hairy body just a tad bit longer so he could finish what they’d started. He crawled on-top of Jake, who was still processing all the memories bombarding his mind, before planting a few soft kisses along his shaft. He eagerly licked up all the seed that’d leaked from it during all that prostate stimulation. The warlock wanted to tease it a little more but at the same time he was getting so damn hungry and impatient that he decided to forego the teasing and just wrap his lips around the tip. Sliding down and sucking on the gorgeous juicy member with extreme vigour and haste.
Jake was already close to the edge as it was. He knew he was gonna bust any second but he wasn’t able to fully focus until the last of Uncle Ted’s memories had settled in place. Once they had, he finally came back around to see his sexy new boyfriend’s head bobbing up and down on his dick. He immediately grabbed the back of Wavell’s head and pressed it as far down on his shaft as he could, pushing his cock down the eager throat of the man who’d just bred his ass. Then with one massive roar of pleasure, Jake shot his Uncle’s load at last. It was heavy but Wavell had no issue gulping and gobbling down with greed.
“Mmmm nothing tastes better than your cum after filling up that sexy ass of yours.” Wavell leaned in and kissed Jake sweetly. “Speaking of, let me go grab you a towel.” He smiled sweetly before jumping off the bed and heading into the bathroom.
Once the door was closed, a smoky mist emerged from Micheal’s body as Wavell finally let him go. Micheal of course was about to begin screaming and shouting but as Wavell flicked his wrist, the hairy otter of a man found himself unable to speak. “Oh I do love having my power back.” Wavell hummed whimsically.
After that the warlock told Micheal to keep quiet about this and that if he started freaking out and telling people what had happened here tonight then he would come back and steal Micheal’s body for good next time. Of course that was a bluff. Wavell wouldn’t dream of giving up his power permanently. Besides, a normal human body wouldn’t be able to house his soul for much longer than a week or so before problems began to arise. But that wasn’t important right now. Alternatively he could just erase Micheal’s memories of everything but this way was far more amusing. So instead he just told Micheal to keep being a good boyfriend to Ted as he’d recently gone through some ‘changes’ and it’d be good for him to have a nice man by his side to love and be intimate with. “Oh and look. bonus! Your balls are still huge even after releasing the spell. That means you’ll be churning out giant bull loads for the rest of your life by the looks of it! I guess you can think of it as compensation for the temporary use of your body.”
Jake on the other hand now laid on the bed with an ecstatic grin plastered across his new face. All his fear from before about taking over Ted’s life had vanished in the blink of an eye. He had no idea how the hell it had happened but after gaining those memories there was no doubt he could pass for the real Ted through and through! He flexed his bulging biceps with glee and bounced his pecs again. Fuck that was never gonna get old. He then turned his head to see Ted’s mature face reflected back at him in the small mirror on the bedside table yet again. That was him now. He wasn’t Jake anymore.
“Fuuuck yeah I’m Ted!” The new Ted moaned aloud. “Ted fuckin Parrish! This huge hulking body, this sexy face and that perfect boyfriend is all mine! Forever!!”
~~ One Week Later ~~
The new Ted had perfectly slipped into his new life. He was able to act and sound just as everyone remembered while loving every second of it. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d jerked himself off in the gym showers after a training session with a client. Always thinking about how much he loved being looked up to by these people as a pillar of masculinity to look up to and fawn over. All while groping at his buff body as always. Of course he made absolutely sure to keep up with working out as well since there was no way in hell he was gonna let a godly body like this slip away.
He noticed how Micheal acted a bit weird around him for the first couple days after they fucked on that first night. He wouldn’t say what it was but whatever it had been, he seemed to be getting over it now. In fact he was overjoyed when Ted asked him to finally move in as well, saying how he didn’t want to keep their relationship a secret anymore and was ready to tell his family about them. Let’s just say that Ted got some very passionate love from Micheal that night and a sore asshole the next morning.
Strangely enough though it seems that, in the past, original Ted must’ve used his power to swap him and Micheal from time to time to spice things up. Ted only knew this as Micheal suggested they do it one night so he had to lie through his teeth and say his powers had been acting strange recently and he couldn’t get them to work right. Of course in reality he just didn’t have access to them as they still resided inside the soul of original Ted who was currently struggling to live the life of Jake without any new memories. Mr Wavell noticed this though as he’d still been silently observing the pair. Perhaps it couldn’t hurt for him to transfer those powers from the old Ted’s soul into the new one. By all rights they should be his powers now after all.
All that said however, the new and improved Ted was happier than ever. Sure he might’ve lost some youth but this new life and body was more than enough to make up for it in his eyes. Now whenever he looked in the mirror, the words average or ordinary weren’t even a thought that came to mind because he knew now that without a doubt he was an extraordinary muscle daddy and wasn’t gonna a second of this new life he’d been gifted.
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