Swappwas

male body swap or transformation related fiction

[thegreatstoryteller]

It was just a prank!

I swear this was just supposed to be a prank. Denton Price was always showing off, whether it was in the community gym, jogging shirtless in the park, or more recently at the public pool!

Everywhere I went it was like this guy was doing his best to make sure I was embarrassed. When I was trying to flirt with a guy at the gym, he began to lift twice my weight next to me. When I was playing Pokemon Go at the park, he was there jogging shirtless wearing that sexy deodorant. And now when I decided to go to the pool with my friends, he shows up in a speedo and a massive bulge! Why Denton!?

I mean sure his 6'4 height makes him stand out among a lot of guys... and sure his deep sexy voice always carries no matter what room he is... and sure he's got that athletic build that shows he works out more for function than aesthetics... But why does he have to do it so often in my face and get me all flustered!?

So I devised a plan. Use that random sight I found some magic spells on to switch bodies with Denton! Then I'd embarrass him at the pool by wearing some flamingo themed bathing suit! Then I'd swap back.

And it worked! For the most part...

I swapped with him pretty instantly. One moment I was me. Average Arab American geek, the next I'm smiling in the mirror as the handsome Denton himself.

I mean... I won't lie. I spent a good couple minutes just looking at myself in the mirror. Flexing! His body was so thick. I'd try to put on weight but my fast metabolism always left me a little on the thin side no matter what. I also admired his beard. I never could grow more than wisps along my face that made people think I had a smidge of dirt. But Denton had a full thick beard! He was also bald, something that felt so surreal for me, as the closest thing I'd ever gotten to that was a buzzcut!

Anyway I get my props ready. I have my colorful swim cap. I have my flamingo floaty. And most of all I have everyone's attention. Because of course everyone is looking at Denton as he walks out to the pool.

Turns out that no matter what I put on his handsome body people seemed to love! My attempts to embarrass him just got him more attention. People would go over to me and say:

"Oh! Sweet Flamingo Floaty. Where can I get one?" "You doing this for April Fool's? Ha! Thanks for the laugh Denton!" "Hey Denton, you make even that outfit look hot. Here's my number!"

Typical. No matter how hard I try I can't get Mr. Perfect to look like a fool.

Then came the problem. I tried to use the spell to swap back, but nothing happened. I should've read the fine print about the time limit! Turns out spending too long admiring your body, really eats into the magical limits of body swapping.

Eventually I had to come clean to Denton about what happened as he was severely confused in my body. Then he said the most infuriating thing....

He said it was pretty funny that we swapped! He's not mad at all! It's like I can't get underneath this guy's impenetrable defenses. Denton agreed that we should still look for ways to swap back, but he was happy to be in my body in the meantime. I was so frustrated! How could he be so optimistic after all this!

Now he's doing his normal routines in my body, showing it off at every corner... he's actually gotten me into pretty good shape, using my body way better than I ever did. I guess a few months as me was all it took for him to turn my physical form around.

Come to think of it... the more I look at my old body the more I feel... a spark. Did Denton like me? Is that why he's always been so nice! Oh that jerk! He thinks he can get away with having a secret crush on me?! I'll show him! Hope he's free for a date tonight!

The jokes on him if he thinks that sexy smile will get him out of this!

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: The Snow is Clearing Up

All storms must come to an end. Some find those they once lost, others emerge from the storm a changed man. The Great Shift is no different. Who will you be when the storm settles?

Chad Hectors:

Yo! I was hot shit before, but check me out now! I’m the ideal Latin lover around these parts and I’m enjoying every second of it. 

Who was I before? I was Chad Hectors! Gym bro, fitness influencer, and local heartbreaker. I had twinks, twunks, jocks, and bears begging to hook up with me. Well… all except one. That one twink thought he was too good for me. Conner Goncalves. The guy was so cute and small! I knew he’d be an excellent hook up, but he always turned me down. His loss… but I was fuming.

So when the Great Shift put me into his cute twink of a body, I thought it must be some kinda cosmic justice! I mean the one guy that turned me down and I get his cute ass of a body! I spent the last year becoming the cutest and smallest top of my area. Despite loads of people swapping bodies they were still surprised to find a small cute guy like me dominating them in the bedroom. 

Unfortunately that didn’t last too long. I kept up my normal workout routines in Conner’s body and he just blew up with muscle! Who knew that the guy had so much potential. A year of lifting in this body and I’m back to the physique I used to have in my previous body. I’m still a short king, but honestly that’s even better. People see a jacked 5’1 cock Latino like me walking through the snowy streets shirtless and they just gotta take a second look. 

And of course I just had to celebrate my gains with a butterfly tattoo! Really shows my transformation in the last year. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE this body when it gets a good tan. No more burning up in the sun for me! This tattoo is sick!  Though, I did it for another reason.

I managed to hear about a gentle 6’4 giant shoveling snow in a neighborhood out of town. Real bottom energy from what my new friends say. And wouldn’t you know it, that huge hairy fucker is Conner! Bet the guy is going though it, having had a year to adapt to such a different body. I mean, I lost my blond hair and dimples for a sexy piece of Mexican ass. My booty is literally sticking out so much when I do squats. Meanwhile Conner swapped his smooth bodied frame for a sasquatch!

Honestly, not usually my type, but knowing the cute guy that turned me down all that time ago was in him… well let’s just say it got me going. A few texts and a meet up time later, and Conner and I were set on a date! I’m gonna really enjoy showing him how I’ve changed in his body. Really made it my own. 

It’ll feel even more fun dominating such a big hairy hunk knowing that inside it’s really the twink I’ve been crushing on for so long. Who knows, maybe this hairy lug of a man will get me to finally settle down. After all, I’m sure he’s all too familiar with what this body likes and needs. 

Jessica Bills:

Like. OMG. I have to shovel the whole sidewalk again? I LITERALLY did that the night before. Like this is so unfair. Normally I’d get my boyfriend to do this, but he keeps saying that now I’m in this big bodybuilder’s body. It should be much easier for me. 

And I mean sure. I could probably lift that entire truck behind me with ease now that I’ve got these strong muscles, but physical labor is SO pre Great Shift. It’s the modern era! Boyfriends should really be doing the chores for their girlfriends regardless of whose in the bigger buffer body. 

I mean look at this gross shovel. Ew.

The only thing I like about doing all this snow shoveling stuff is that I get to show off my new top. It’s like soooo chic. Do you like it? I got it at the new gym I started doing pilates in.  And YES it was the same gym I woke up in after the Great Shift hit me and my entire sorority! I did NOT like waking up to lifting 500lbs above my head with ease. I dropped those nasty weights right then and there! BUT since then, I’ve come back to do some yoga, light jogging, and pilates! The gym is super nice and lets me go there for free.

They said it’s good business to have someone my size in the gym these days. Plus, the owner is now in this super cute guy who was in my favorite boyband growing up. He’s so handsome!

Anyway I should get back to shoveling if I want to be done before my pilates class in an hour. I swear, next time I’m gonna get my brat of a little sister to do it! She’s in this huge NFL athlete’s body, so she might as well carry her weight. She certainly has the muscles for it. 

But my parents are super annoying about her. Especially my dad. He keeps saying stuff like, “Jessica, your sister is training to be on the new NFL team of post shifted athletes” and “She’s been at the combine all week, you gotta let her rest” or even “Why don’t you two workout together! Spend some time with your little sister/big brother”.  AGH. He’s the worst. Like I’d want to spend time with that nerdy embarrassment. She doesn’t even comb her hair!

I mean… neither do I anymore. I really miss my long red hair and my cute clothes! Being this big bald behemoth is still a lot to get used to! I mean come on! Why did me and my entire sorority have to end up in huge athletic men?! Literally, I can’t think of anything worse. 

Arthur DeMarcus

Damn. For an inflatable raft, these things are sure heavy. I guess there are some things you never really get used to. 

But I should start from the beginning. My name is Arthur DeMarcus. I used to be a graphic designer back in Atlanta, Georgia. But that was before the Great Shift. I had a pretty nice life going for me before all this. Sure the apartment was a bit small, but I had friends.  They did always say I was a bit on the thin side from all my time at work, but I just had a fast metabolism.  Anyway one evening I was enjoying a nice gaming session with my roommate Jay Mes, a nurse! That part is gonna be important. 

Then all of a sudden I found myself in the middle of a snow storm, shirtless and running with a bunch of buff Asian, black, white, and Latino guys. Every one of us was confused and freezing, but one guy ahead of us yelled, “We gotta make it to the next checkpoint! Come on!” 

Not knowing what else to do, I followed the voice. With strength I never could muster before that day, I trudged through the snow alongside all these other guys, who I now realized were wearing camo patterned army fatigues! Or the pants part of that outfit anyway. It was pretty inspiring. When one guy fell, the group would pause to help him up and we would make it out together. 

The checkpoint this guy was talking about turned out to be a small cabin that we all barreled into. It gave most of us a chance to finally see what we all looked like, including myself. Needless to say I was amazed. My dark skin was replaced by the pale compassion and my thin frame reduced by thick hefty muscle. When I finally saw a mirror I realized I was Korean!

The guy barking directions at us was also Korean! Turns out he knew half of what was going on. He had no idea how we all swapped bodies, but in perfect English he explained how the U.S. and South Korean Army were doing joint military drills and exercises together.  We’d later put together through static filled radio transmissions that something called the Great Shift was responsible for the swap, but with so many emergency services occupied nearby, we were on our own. 

If we were gonna get off this snow covered mountain alive, we’d need to train just like those soldiers and work together. 

And so came the next arc of my life. Training! The remaining unshifted soldiers and sergeants swapped into soldiers. It's not like you picture it in anime, with inspirational music and epic feats of strength at first. No. It was hard work. The only thing that made it bearable was having a bunch of new friends to train alongside. Turns out Jay had swapped right alongside me. He was always a larger white guy, but now he found himself in a handsome buff Korean body just like mine! Together we shared bunks, lifted weights and trained!

Jay helped teach basic first aid to all of us while we recovered from physical training and in turn the whole group began to grow closer.

My favorite parts were when we all hit the showers at the army base. Something about having warm water fall down my muscular frame got me really excited.

And it wasn’t just me. Jay and the other soldiers were right there with me. Amazed at our soldier trained physiques. Mind you these were average people like me. We had bakers, homemakers, bank clerks, and teachers all stuck in these soldier bodies, that were pumped with adrenaline on a daily basis.

So I guess it’s not a surprise when we all ended up having our first group sex session in the first week of training. I mean what else were a bunch of young able bodied men supposed to do to pass the time.

After that, training got a lot more fun. We’d run exercise and compete to see who could plow the most snow in one rotation, we’d race to see who could carry the rafts over the snow drifts to the rivers nearby, and whoever would lose would have to bottom for the whole squad that night. 

It actually took less than a month for us to be prepared! We managed to get down this mountain by week three and back to the nearest major city.  Unfortunately we learned quickly that our squad wasn’t the only one missing during these extreme weather conditions. That’s when we all knew what we had to do.

We became the first post-Shift Search and Rescue squad, dedicated to helping find countless individuals lost in dangerous weather phenomenon. We knew that the month on the mountain was a gift, and one we had to share with the others who needed our help. So our squad managed to stay together and become a team with this new goal. Since then we’ve been closer than ever!

So if you’re ever lost during the Great Shift, sit tight. We’ll find you and greet you with these handsome bodies. Who knows, maybe you’d like to join our ranks. We’re always looking for more members.

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Winter Snow

For some, the Great Shift hit in the middle of winter, where the elements were far from tame. While some toiled in the snow, others prospered in it. Everyone has a unique tale to tell. After all, it is often during the coldest of times, that things really heat up. 

Henley Harper:

What a rush! If you’d told me a year ago, I’d be snowboarding shirtless down a mountain, I would’ve told you to take a nap! Because not in your wildest dreams would you see me doing something like that. After all, a year ago, I was just hefty Henley. The overweight office assistant at a paper making company. People would joke that I’d be the first one to finish the box of doughnuts, even though I only liked the chocolate ones. But people can be cruel. They could see an overweight shy pale guy and make some really rude assumptions. 

But I doubt they’d be making those assumptions anymore, especially after the Great Shift! I heard some real scary stories about how people found them swapped half way around the world and into some hair raised situations. Lucky from me, I managed to keep myself in the U.S. going from Ohio to Nevada. But my swap probably was more surprising than most. Who expects to be racing down a steep hill shirtless, as snow and wind bash against your body? 

Not me! That’s for sure. 

Turns out I ended up in a guy called Hank Jimenez. Social media snow boarder known for doing some crazy stunts, like snowboarding down a steep mountain and flexing the whole time. I mean… I can’t blame him. His Mexican American muscles really do seem made for showing off. Unlike my previous self he was clean shaven, though I could tell right away he shaved… and probably often considering I’ve got some body hair of his already growing back! And he had abs! I went from not being able to see my own feet because of my big belly in the way to having a six pack you could see without even flexing!

Anyway, there I was. Suddenly swapped, going 50 miles an hour down a steep hill. I thought I was dreaming! I had no idea what to do. Part of me was already worrying about joint pain if I took a fall at this speed!  Luckily I learned the fast way that muscle memory stays with your newly shifted body. I managed to maneuver down the hill and instinctually flexed in triumph. 

All the people looking confused as I shredded down the hill certainly couldn’t help looking at me. Many were confused and displaced just like me, so they had no idea what was going on. But when they saw a handsome Latino hunk greeting them at the bottom of the hill by a nice lodge, their confusion was replaced with… well to put it politely “interest”. 

See. I wasn’t the most dateable guy back in my body. No girl ever seemed interested in talking to me… not that I talked to them much either. However, turns out I’m really into guys as Hank. And all those people waiting for me at the bottom of the hill were apparently his fans. All handsome guys! Some big. Some small. Some even with chubbier frames just like I had. And just like me, apparently their new sexualities aligned with their bodies. It took us a whole week of private fun for us to realize the rest of the world even swapped bodies too. 

So how did I spend the snow storm during the great shift? Snowboarding down some awesome Nevada slopes and getting to know my new fan club in a cozy lodge. Wherever the original Hank is, I hope he’s enjoying his new body just as much as I'm enjoying his!

Frank Xuěman:

What was I doing after I swapped? Freezing my fucking balls off!

Whoever had the bright idea to have a bunch of frat guys streaking through town in the snow needs a good whack on the head. It’s because of the that I found myself without a stitch of clothing, in the middle of town, running barefoot through the snow!

I was perfectly content spending my evening with a good book, a warm drink, and more importantly in the privacy of my own home! So waking up as a barechested frat boy running through the snow was an immediate wakeup call to my new situation. I was so confused! I had no way of knowing right away that I wasn’t the only one to have swapped. Instead I thought I was living a live nightmare of sorts. It’s not like the guy I turned into was carrying his phone, ID, or wallet with him. Nothing to explain who I was or tell me that the world was experiencing the same. 

My first goal to figure any of this out was to find clothing.  Now I had no idea what I looked like in the face department, but the body I now had was considerably muscular. So I imagined that I could find help a lot easier than in my average body. Not that I was particularly unattractive… It’s just I was one basic Chinese American guy in my apartment complex of average Asian guys. I’m really not used to standing out. 

However, now was different. As I ran through piles of snow and found myself walking past buildings I noticed just how different this body was to mine. Walking and running took a second to get used to. I was maybe about a foot taller than usual and seeing the world from a new vantage point. And these huge feet I now used had me tripping over myself half the time. Luckily with how strong this guy seemed, I was able to catch myself before doing any real damage. And with my longer arms I even  managed to snag a scarf to cover up the bare minimum on my journey into town.

Lucky for me once I found more buildings, it didn’t take long for me to get help. 

I saw a couple who owned a local bar in town about to close their doors when I waved them down.

Needless to say, they were both surprised see a buff man in the buff waving at them. However, once I explained my situation they surprisingly believed me.

Turns out they were swapped too. The bearded burly man was actually the petite brunette with teal highlights in her hair and vice versa. The couple had apparently swapped and explained to me that the Great Shift had swapped everyone else in the area.

Without any way of knowing who I was without ID or clothing, they agreed to let me stay in the bar to warm up. I was glad they were so kind, and as I shared a few drinks with them we all got to know each other. Turns out they also were fans of the same video games I liked, read a few of the same books I was into, and… like me they were both bisexual.  And like me... they couldn't help but look at my new body when we were inside.

Well once the snow storm outside picked up, we stayed in their bar and adjoining apartment for longer and longer. And well… one thing led to another and it turns out I’m in a throuple now. Me, Melissa, and Clark are adjusting well to the weather and the shift. Clark and I are helping Melissa learn to operate her new male equipment. Melissa and I helped Clark embrace his new feminine form. And together those two helped me accept my new body and my new role in the relationship. 

Now my nights end with me flexing in bed as my two loves of my life kiss my cheeks. So my journey may have started with freezing my balls off, but I think that’s a small price to pay for finding love in my new body. 

Conner Goncalves:

You know I used to have a lot of trouble shoveling snow, but now it’s practically nothing now that I’m doing it everyday. I suppose having a pretty strong body helps too. It’s really helping me appreciate the winter season just a bit more everyday. 

Before I was never a fan of the winter months. I always got so cold every time the sun would set or the wind would blow. I guess that’s to be expected when you were as small and smooth as me. I’m practically a certified twink. Or at least… I was. 

See, as a little Latino guy in his early 20s I wasn’t super… open about my sexuality. I wasn’t exactly closeted, but I was always afraid to really express myself. I had gone on a few dates, but they never amounted to much when they weren’t exactly interested in anything more than pounding my lithe Latin booty. Chad Hectors was the worst. He was so cocky thinking he was god’s gift to man. Just because he hit the gym once a week, had cute dimples, and blond curly hair. 

However, after the Shift things appear to be going in the opposite direction. 

I woke up laying down in the snow, shovel in my hand, and sweating pretty deeply when the Shift hit. I was luckily in a nice little neighborhood and surrounded by equally confused individuals. 

It didn’t take long for us all to realize we had swapped bodies. We did our best to shovel the rest of snow on the roads and walkways, since emergency vehicles were on their way to help out others put into distress by the Shift. Not that I minded. I’d never felt so strong before. Using that shovel to plow snow out of the way got me an amazing pump. It’s an amazing feeling realizing just how muscular you are through a long sleeved shirt, before even having seen your new body. 

A few guys shoveling beside me even paid me a few compliments.

“Looks like you got one of the most jacked guys here.” “A bit easy on the eyes too.” “You single?” 

It felt like heaven! The only thing that was amiss, was feeling unseasonably warm as I worked. 

When the work was done, one of the unshifted guys offered his home to anyone who needed shelter from the cold. I gladly took him up on the offer, both eager to rest and check out my new body.

And I wasn’t disappointed. 

Turns out I was getting so warm outside because this guy is super hairy beneath all those clothes. My arms, legs, chest, and face have a thick coating of dark hair that’s growing more and more by the day. Even my eyebrows are so big and bushy. As a naturally smooth guy with thin eyebrows this entire body screamed hairy sasquatch in the snow. Especially when I felt how big my new hairy feet were. They were almost twice the size of my old feet and those little tufts of hair on each toe made me feel like a hobbit!

I’ll admit, I spent a little too much time in the bathroom that first night just looking at my new body. But can you blame me? I’m such a hottie! Flexing, smiling, and even saying the most unhinged things in my new voice had me hard as a rock. 

You’d think I was living the dream right? I’d wake up, help shovel some snow, get to know my new neighbors, and enjoy my body right? Well, that’s only partly true. Sure helping out my new neighborhood was nice. Same for all the attention! But there was a small problem.

All the guys here kept begging me to top them! They kept wanting me to use my new dick, which admittedly was very large, to fill their new bodies! Only problem is that I’m still firmly a bottom. I have no intention of using my new dick for that. Instead I want my new booty filled with someone as eager to explore it as I am. 

A few days ago, one of my former hook ups Chad Hectors somehow got my new number. Turns out he got shifted into my old body. He’s been sending me hot pictures of my former self shirtless and at the gym. Now he keeps asking me when I’m gonna come back to visit because he wants to fuck me with my old dick!

The guy is a complete ego show, but the idea of having my old cock penetrate me like that has gotten me so turned on! Do I wanna maintain my pride for finding a nice guy… or give that guy the satisfaction and give in? Maybe once visit wouldn’t hurt. 

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Best Gift is Revenge

It had been a tough year for Bobby. He had hoped his first year at college would have gone smoothly. The home to higher education was supposed to be a new start to finding out what else life had in store for him… but instead it was more of the same.

It started with Max Madden. His new roommate. Apparently he was a hot shot football player on the team who was more famous for all the girls he’d flirt with than his actual skill. Before they met Bobby thought they’d get along. While he was quite nerdy and not exactly fit, Bobby was an avid football fan. However, Max didn’t see it that way. The guy was too concerned with looking hot and partying, that all he saw in Bobby was a nerd he could push around.

“Hey why don’t you head out and give my lady and I some privacy.” “Runt! You’re not doing anything right? Finish my paper!” “Did you touch my secret stash of booze?! I swear pipsqueak, you don’t touch my shit!”

And that's what life up till December had been like.

Bobby did his best to hide from Max all semester! With Christmas break fast approaching, all he wished for was a chance for his roommate and all his bully friends to get what was coming to them! 

And someone was listening. Perhaps not the kind hearted winter spirit of Santa, but someone who was close enough. 

The day he was about to leave for Winter break, Bobby found something on his bed. A small vial with a small note.

“Merry Christmas. Hope you get everything you want this season.” - S

Bobby had no idea who this was. His room was locked! Max had already gone home for the holidays! But he felt… drawn in by the vial. It smelled of peppermint and chocolate… It couldn’t be that bad right?

He decided to drink it and savored its sweet flavor. Then all of a sudden he got drowsy and fell to his bed. 

The scrawny man began to dream. Visions of himself flooded his mind. Different roads taken in life… leading to different  outcomes… different futures. The idea of revenge still pulsed in his heart and one vision grew larger than the others. 

He could see himself… on a football field. But not a normal nerdy frame. The man before him had no pimples. No glasses. Just a chiseled jaw. Manly stubble. And a body built to dominate anyone on the field!

Then as soon as the dream had started! He awoke. No longer seeing the big buff version of himself. Just the average scrawny nerd Max and his cronies loved to torment.

From that point on Bobby went about his winter break. Not realizing that slowly but surely his body was growing. Christmas and New Year passed, and with each passing day he was getting bigger. An inch one week. 3 lbs of muscle another week!

By the time he returned to campus he was feeling more confident in himself. The Christmas clothing his family had gotten him now tight!

Max who normally towered over Bobby by almost a foot… suddenly seemed less daunting. The bully was a large 6’4 and shredded with handsome muscle. Yet, his snide remarks, rude speech, and crude actions weren’t getting to him. 

Instead everyday Bobby was feeling stronger. More empowered. Both internally but outwardly.

“Hey Bobby! You been working out?”

“Busy later Bobby? Maybe we can toss the ball around sometime.” “You’re looking handsome Bobby. Doing anything later?”

All of these and more surrounded Bobby filing him with the pride that was once reserved for Max!

One day Bobby looked in the mirror and smiled. His facial hair was coming in nice… and his body was bulking up? That couldn’t be possible… Yet here he was.

It was that same day that he agreed to become the equipment manager for the Football team. The coach even made a few jokes saying that it looked like he belonged on the team and asked Bobby to do tryouts next semester.

That’s when the big changes kept happening. 

Max would run into Bobby cleaning the weight lifting equipment! He’d try to shove the weak ass weights away from Bobby, only to find that the weights were too heavy! Instead Bobby simply smiled and moved the large 300lbs worth of weight easily away with one hand!

When they were back in their dorm room Max would make fun of Bobby’s puny feet and lame shoes! Then one day Bobby came back with big black feet that overtook Max’s size 12s by several sizes! Now it was Max’s shoes that looked puny by comparison. 

It all came to a boil when summer break was coming up! All the athletes were getting hyped, both for summer training and loads of parties! Max and his group of bullies were cruising the beach party scene at the local frat! This is usually when he’d have all the ladies begging for his attention. But that never happened instead. Everyone seemed to be flocking around a handsome new comer with a familiar face. 

Bobby was there! Shirtless! Showing off his ripped bod! He had abs for days! Bulked biceps! And his face now was outlined by a neat layer of stubble.

When Bobby saw Max enter the party and adjust his sunglasses he couldn’t help but approach his roommate.

“How’s it going Max? Enjoying the party?” Bobby leaned down with a smirk. His voice dripping with a low baritone and cockiness.

“What the- Bobby?! How the hell am I looking up at your scrawny ass!” Max yelled.

“Right? I’m getting used to it too. Turns out being 6’8 does that to a guy. Well. 6’8 for now. The doctors says my growth spurt is still coming.” Bobby shrugged his wide shoulders.

“Doesn’t matter how big you get, you’re still the a nerdy little punk deep down.” Max said attempting to shove Bobby back. Only… now his relatively large hands were meeting  resistance. His athletic push didn’t stand a chance against Bobby’s wall of pectoral muscles! Every shove. Every push! It was less than a tickle to Bobby’s new strength. 

Max’s group of bullies began to laugh at their leader for what looked like groping the biggest guy at the party’s pecs!

“Easy roomie. If you wanted to feel my muscles. You just had to ask. 

Bobby flexed! Bringing only more attention to their corner of the party! 

Max stormed off! Not wanting to be embarrassed further! But only managed to slip and fall against the beach’s waves!

It was the bully’s turn to dread seeing his roommate again.

He thought by the time the new school year had started that he’d be free of who most girls were calling “Big Bobby”. Though once again he was sorely mistaken.

The first day of football practice there was a big 7 foot tall wall of muscle smiling down at him. Bobby had made the football team!

The rest of the semester wouldn’t have Max as the team captain. It’d be Bobby! There wouldn’t be cheerleaders throwing themselves at Max anymore. Men and women alike now preferred Bobby! And when the NFL scouts would be coming to their games, they wouldn’t even notice Max! All eyes would be on Bobby!

At the end of that football season, Bobby would have exactly what he wanted and more. He couldn’t wait to see what the rest of his future had in store. Though he had a feeling it would involve the NFL very soon. 

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift Halloween: Celebrities

Everyone knows about the chaos the Great Shift created! However, once the initial terror of the even that swapped over 90% of all people in the world settled down, life went on. There were quite a few individuals who were happy to enjoy their new forms, especially on nights like Halloween! And especially when the body they received in the shift was famous.

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The Football Player

Tucker was putting on the last of his costume before the big Halloween Party tonight. Tucker was proud of his original design and just how easily a standard costume could be accessorized on his larger frame to look sexy.  He smiled loving how the tight leather and fake metal felt against his imposing frame. And his desire stirred as he heard his beautiful fiance call for him in the next room! He couldn’t believe so much had changed from the first day of his swap

No one expects to be tackled when they first swap bodies. Unfortunately for Tucker that’s exactly what his first experience after the shift was like. He had never been so much as shoved before all this and yet here he was under the weight of 300 lb athlete with a confused expression. He would’ve sworn his delicate frame couldn’t handle this impact, and yet he realized it didn’t hurt all that much. When he got up he realized the world had changed!

Tuck had become Travis Kelce!

Before the Great Shift Tucker was just an average office worker in the fashion industry. He spent most of his days on a laptop entering numbers and most of his nights on his tablet sketching art for dresses he’d wish he could make. The most amount of outside activity he’d have was walking to and from his car.  His co workers often asked if he wanted to join their Fantasy Football league, but he’d always decline stating the “wasn’t really into football”. He was a lover not a fighter after all.

However, there was one thing Tucker would fight for. He was a die hard fan of Taylor Swift! As an out and proud gay man he was always the first of his friends to listen to her new albums. Even though he couldn’t afford her expensive concerts he was always excited to talk anyone’s ears off about how great her music was. Needless to say he was a Swifty who loved keeping up with that pop star. He was a little disappointed when he’d heard she was engaged to some meathead football player, but even he had to admit Travis Kelce was hot! A twink like him would only ever dream about what the most famous football player would look like with less clothes.

So when Tucker found himself stumbling to his feet in the middle of an NFL stadium and people started calling him Kelce… he knew he was in for a world of fun. Living out a gay man’s dream of examining a pro athlete up close and personal. Little did he know that this was just the tip of the iceberg. 

Tucker like many had an interesting relationship with his body. While he was gay in his original body, Travis was certainly straight. So when they swapped he managed to keep the best of both worlds and became bi! Suddenly he learned to appreciate Taylor Swift for more than just her music. And when it was revealed Taylor didn’t swap and had called off her engagement with the swapped Travis (who found himself in a nerdy college student), Tucker knew he had to shoot his shot.

Ever since then a new engagement had been called on. Tucker and Taylor were closer than Travis ever was to her. Not only did Tucker worship the ground she walked on, but his experience as a gay fashion designer meant he had lots of designs that Taylor could afford to bring into existence.  Taylor also was eager to take advantage of her fiance’s bisexuality at any turn she could.

“Hurry up Tucker!” Taylor called. “I don’t want to be late for tonight’s party. I hear the guy in JJ Watt’s body is interested in some fun with us if we hurry.”

Tucker smiled, getting excited at the thought of being  pinned between a handsome man and beautiful woman tonight! Today was going to be the best Halloween yet. 

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The King of the Campus

Life for Benito had been a whirlwind of change ever since the Great Shift. Before he was Benito Juarez, a guy starting college, getting used to dorm life, and trying to make friends despite being painfully nerdy and shy. He wasn’t one to stand out in a crowd being only 5’1 and he hadn’t even had a chance to come out to anyone in college yet. Then the shift came along and gave him the body of a celebrity sharing the same name. Benito Skinner.

One look in the mirror and he knew everything was gonna be different.  He’d gone from basic college student to an actor who was playing a college student on famous shows! Not only that but he was now a 31 year old stud compared to his nerdy young self. Benito soon learned that having a 6’1 body with some chiseled muscles, could give just about anyone confidence. Being a foot taller made him feel like he was at the top of the world. He was looking other guys in the eyes now… very handsome and recently swapped guys! Before long he had actually started to talk with a few people and make friends! His handsome features certainly made him popular with men and women alike in his college. 

He knew that Halloween had to be the day where he tested his boundaries. Tonight was going to be the night where he tried to actually go to a Halloween party.

Looking in the mirror he wondered if the laurel wreath crown was too much… he wondered if people would get the costume he was going for! He worried that people would see him for the nerd he truly was beneath this new handsome body he now had.

But he steeled himself. He wasn’t just nerdy Benito anymore! He would come out of his shell and try something new!

And so he did!

That night Bentio became a legend. He was the life of the party and asked to join one of the frats on campus! Not only that, but he had his first kiss with a handsome guy at that party. Getting this new body in the shift was just what he needed to get the most from his college experience. And he couldn’t wait to see what the rest of college life was like now that he was finally having fun.

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The Last Avenger

Dylan was so mad at his friend! They agreed last year that they’d go to the next Halloween together as Captain America and Thor!  He even thought that after he ended up in Anthony Mackie’s body that his costume was gonna be perfect!

However, that wasn’t the case. While Dylan and many others were more than happy to try and live life normally with their new celebrity bodies, his friend Craig was different.

Both Dylan and Craig were lifelong friends. Growing up in a beat up slow town and being comic book geeks didn’t exactly make them popular, but they always had each other. After all as the only two Asian guys in a several city radius they already had a lot in common. Isolation was expected, and so was some bullying unfortunately. However, they pushed through it all and stayed strong, opening up a comic book store together by their mid 20s. Now in their 30s they’d made a close knit group of nerdy friends all eager to catch up after a year of being in new bodies! That is, all but Craig.

Craig had found himself in the body of Chris Hemsworth! But rather than using this new opportunity to reaffirm his nerdy love for Thor, he leaned in the opposite direction. 

Craig used Chris’ fame and reputation to throw extravagant and hot parties with only the sexiest people around. Every time Dylan tried to catch up with him, he’d always see another update of how Craig had his arms wrapped around another hot girl or hot guy. And now on Halloween he didn’t even respond to his messages about costumes or parties.

Personally Dylan blamed the new influences in his life. Like the guy that swapped into Liam Hemsworth. 

That dude was an immature party animal with no respect for women, men, or anyone else he was trying to use for fun. But as Craig would often reiterate, the guy was like family now and so he would follow his new little bro’s lead and party it up at exclusive parties that even other celeb bodies like Dylan weren’t invited to. 

Dylan was so distraught over this, but then he would turn and see his new boyfriend and smile. He was so glad he met Neal.

“Hey babe? Craig still not answering?” Neil asked.

“No… I think he won’t make it this year.” Dylan sighed.

“Babe… I’m sorry. I never got to know Craig like you did, but he sounded nice before all this. I guess certain bodies just bring out the worst in some people. I know you wish the Shift never happened so that your friend would still be around.” Neil sighed rubbing Dylan’s strong shoulder.

Dylan looked back at him sympathetically. “Sometimes I do. But at the end of the day I’m glad it did or else I wouldn’t have met you. You saved my life the first day we met! Things were so chaotic and there you were, my own personal Captain America there to save the day.”

“That’s how you remember it? Ha! I recall a handsome  man trying to get a group of people to safety after the shift, willing to risk his life in a busy street that inspired me to step in.” Neil replied kissing Dylan. “Look I know you wanted to go as Captain America and Thor this year with Craig… but how about we go to the party as two Captain Americas?”

Dylan smiled. “I think that would be awesome!”

[thegreatstoryteller]

Stolen Glory

“I’ve got more talent than one man can handle!” - Howard, 2025

Aiden and Benson stared at the latest NBA photoshoot in unsatisfied indignation. As if glaring could somehow change their mood. But no. They were stuck in their office on a short lunch break, with their quiet friend on her phone and a short-tempered boss a few doors away. However, their angry stupor was interrupted when they heard the breakroom door open. 

A large muscular figure approached, a figure that did not fit the dreary office breakroom aesthetic at all. He was exceptionally tall, at around 6’10 but closer to 7 feet in shoes, and his heavy size 18 footsteps shook the ground as he approached. His attempts to approach inconspicuously failed, as his broad shoulder brushed the door frame upon his arrival, and his powerful arms accidentally swayed into a stack of paper cups. Despite wearing the baggiest clothes he could find, the large fabric still did little to hide his immensely athletic frame… especially with his pants. They were practically painted on to his skin, and the outline of a thick yet soft cock was clearly visible.

The three friends assembled stared at this giant with awe. Aiden the leaner one gulped in fear, and then glared in recognition. Benson the pudgier one was stuck in shock! Carina, the only girl in the office, practically hid out of terror.

“Well well well.” Aiden glared, putting away his boxed lunch. “If it isn’t the thief. What? Did you come back to show off?” The young man stood up… looking up at the man before him… a 2 foot height difference made this newcomer seem all the more imposing.

“What are you doing back here Dwight? Benson followed up, genuinely surprised. 

“Yeah, haven’t you taken enough from us?” Carina managed to say, her voice barely more than a whisper. 

Dwight, the large black man, took a seat at the table. His heavy form caused the basic seating arrangement to strain. His stoic expression unreadable.

“Guys… I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I need your HELP!” Dwight blubbered. His voice was deep, commanding, and powerful! And yet all the words coming out of his handsome lips were desperate and pleading. In fact there were partially formed tears in his eyes!

The three stared at him confused beyond belief.

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 1 WEEK AGO

Aiden, Benson, Carina, and Dwight were using a spare conference room at work to hold their secret meeting.

They laid out the strange magical book, the 4 pieces of paper, and began to draw the arcane runes onto the table.

“Alright,” Aiden began. “The Tome of Transformation is ready. Everyone remembers their parts? If this works, we can say goodbye to our boring office jobs!”   Aiden was practically bouncing up and down as he patted his skinny chest.

“You really think it’s going to work? I mean… this thing can change us? Change reality?” Benson let out a nervous giggle, almost not wanting to sound silly for suggesting such a thing, but hoping it would work. 

Carina adjusted her glasses and explained. “After I translated the text and researched the history behind its use I can confirm with 90% certainty its magical powers are indeed legitimate. We state our intent. The book alters reality to fit.”

Dwight just stared at his friends happily as they set up this ritual. “I definitely think it will work. I can’t believe I’m gonna be a pro athlete after this! No more late lunches! No more worrying about apartment prices! No more answering to our no good boss!”  The shortest of the group beamed, happy that his friends had included him in their plans to use a magical book to reshape reality. Dwight was the nerdiest of the group by far and wasn’t always invited to social gatherings. He had hoped his mixed heritage of Asian and French Canadian would help him stand out as he got older. But it only served to make him overly pale and way too polite. However, Benson had convinced the others that he should join! The two had a bit of an unspoken attraction to one another, though both were so nervous and shy that their relationship had not progressed beyond stolen glances. 

Despite being a late addition to the group, Dwight’s positivity put the others in a good mood. They soon began to put their pieces of paper to the center of the arcane circle they’d drawn. The ritual was simple. Draw the runes, chant the words, and insert a phrase of intention to change reality. That’s what each of the pieces of papers were for. 

Aiden’s read, “I’m the best American Football player!” For all his life Aiden wanted to play American Football! When his parents had moved to the States in his youth he’d been quite nervous for the whole process. But when he saw his first NFL game on TV, he’d fallen in love with the sport. It was a shame that his lean British build could never amount to massive American muscle he tried playing against in school. Didn’t stop him from being a big fan! Or from finding an ancient transformative book!

Benson’s read, “I’m the best professional Basketball player! Benson was always a big basketball fan. He got it from his dad. They used to spend loads of time playing with their makeshift hoop, but as he got older Benson felt more embarrassed to play. He’d gained a little too much weight steadily over puberty and didn’t have the athletic frame of his peers to continue playing the game in school. He longed to be just like the huge handsome athletes on TV!

Carina’s read, “I’m the best professional Ice Hockey player!” Carina’s family was actually really into athletics!... For the boys. She had two younger brothers who were both going to college to play hockey! Meanwhile growing up her parents were adamant she stuck to figure skating, despite the fact that had a women’s ice hockey team. She was actually pretty good on the ice! None of the shyness she felt in her day to day life could keep up with her as she zoomed through the rink. Her passion was for hockey though. So when she couldn’t pursue that, her confidence left. She dreamed of not only being a pro athlete, but being the most masculine one out there, with a deep commanding voice! In her mind she envisioned being the most masculine of men and dominating the NHL. 

Dwight’s read, “I’m the best Wrestler!” He had always been a big fan of the WWE and being the center of attention. That came from years growing up ignored and loving the way huge guys captured everyone’s attention. Dwight probably knew the least about sports, but he was certainly excited imagining himself sharing an arena with John Cena and The Rock! At his core he just wanted to be noticed! To be something so spectacular that no one could consider him forgettable! 

Once the four were ready the chanting began. Carina made sure to instruct them all in the proper pronunciation. When the wind around the room began to shift and flow, they knew they were doing it correctly. 

“Alright, now the papers.” Aiden stated, as he slid his paper to the center. 

“Yes, hold it there until the ritual is done. Do NOT let go. We don’t want reality changing in unexpected ways.” Carina advised.

The four slid their papers to the center of the table. The whirling of wind in the room became a small tornado! It caught them all by surprise! Within a few seconds Aiden’s paper slipped away. Followed by Benson’s! 

“No!” Carina shouted, losing grip on her own as she saw her friend’s papers slip away!

The three frantically tried to grab at their papers, but the swirling vortex of energy they created began to push them back to the walls of the room.

The only one remaining in the center was Dwight! He was panicked, but years of anxieties and fears had left him with a deathgrip on the things close to him. In this case his piece of paper. Seeing his friends lose their papers, he wasn’t sure what to do. He slowly stood and with his meager range of motion tried to grab the flying papers!

“Guys! I got them!” Dwight cheered as he grasped them from there air!

In a split second Dwight’s body changed all at once. His normally unnoticeable frame shifted and warped into an unrecognizable form! His 5 foot tall wimpy frame was no more. It expanded in one long motion in all directions. 

His feet burst forth from his modest office shoes. The remains of his size 7s now discarded as they hovered below massive size 18s after more than doubling in size. His unremarkable legs now grew to long pillars of power as a forest of hair crawled up his once barren legs. His dick was not to be outdone as it swelled with such ferocity that Dwight’s low moans could be heard over the roaring winds that overtook the conference room. The faint shadow of a monstrous 10 inches now silhouetted behind the air. 

Dwight took in a deep breath filling his longs but also inflating his chest! Massive pectoral muscles meant for taking a hit in any sport guarded his front, as an athletic jock bubble butt took up his rear. His arms lengthened and gained strength, designed for dunking, flexing, and showing off! He looked down at his hands to see them look more like catcher’s mitts by the second, able to palm any ball he could think of. 

He didn’t even see his own face changing. Features sharpening. Hair styling. And eyes… staying the same. Dwight was a new man, seeing the world from a much higher vantage point of 7 feet tall, through his own eyes. 

There was no time for Dwight to examine his new self. With a thick BOOM, light filled the room and the air died down. Dwight was nowhere to be seen. 

“Oh no… Oh no! Where did Dwight go!?” Benson panicked, seeing nothing but scorch marks where Dwight had been standing.

“Alright, everyone relax. I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation.” Aiden gulped, panic setting in as he wondered how he was gonna explain Dwight’s disappearance… and the huge mess they made in the conference room.

It was Carina who remained composed and quiet as she slowly walked over to the book.

“Curious… we… did the ritual correctly. I swear…  I even saw him change… and he was the only one to keep his wish…” Carina muttered to herself.

It was actually Benson who made the first realization when he got a notification on his phone. He had notifications on for all the latest basketball news… and more than a few subreddits of handsome guys in the NBA. So when his phone vibrated with a new notification, he checked it instinctively. 

“Uh… Guys… I think I found Dwight…” He said holding up his phone, showing Aiden and Carina the latest cover of Sports Illustrated.

Aiden and Carina stared in absolute shock and horror. There on the cover of Sports Illustrated was Dwight… Dwight Howard. Their friend! Though now a lot bigger, more famous, and most notably black!

“No way… don’t tell me… FUCK! I thought he wanted to be a damn wrestler!” Aiden shouted, pounding his hand against the table… which disintegrated… It seemed unable to withstand the magic of a reality changing ritual. “Damn… the boss is really gonna kill me now.”

“Dwight did it… and he became a basketball player? No… wait.” Carina took out her phone typing away. “No… not JUST a basketball player. Look.” 

She pulled up countless articles of how one of the biggest names in sports was Dwight Howard! A prominent football player, hockey player, wrestler, and basketball player!

“That bastard! He stole our wishes!” Aiden growled. “He’s literally everything we wanted to be! We’re gonna go find him and fix things!” 

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Meanwhile Dwight found himself suddenly in the middle of a large arena like stadium. Thousands of cheering fans were all around him, their applause shaking the floor. He looked down in shock to see that his changes were still there. It hadn’t been a dream. He was looking down at a much larger and much darker body than he was accustomed to. He couldn’t help but flex!

Though he didn’t realize he was in the middle of a game and immediately a basketball flew right at him.

“Hey! What was that for?” Dwight called out angrily, moments before a team of equally tall men completely ran into him.

After a loud whistle from the referee Dwight quickly learned something was wrong. 

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Present Day

“You need OUR help?” Aiden asked, still pissed off, but now confused. “It didn’t look like you needed our help when you’ve been dodging us this entire week. Do you know how many of your games we tried to go to? Or public events where you were getting interviewed? We got shoved off by your security everytime we got close!

“I didn’t know about those times!” Dwight pleaded. He tried to shrink in on himself in embarrassment, but that wasn’t happening with how huge he is. “I swear, I was just as worried as you guys were. My agent just told me some crazy fans were trying to talk to me after the games… I got scared. Also! You don’t understand how hard it’s been these last couple days.”

“Dwight? Really? You’re a famous athlete now. Probably the most famous one in the world. You can’t expect us to feel sorry for you.” Carina glared coldly from behind Aiden. 

“I mean… yeah… I think I am pretty famous… My agent said that ESPN wanted to honor me with some award later. But that’s besides the point! I didn’t actually want any of this. And leading the life of an athlete is a lot harder than I thought.” Dwight said teary eyed.

“Oh I’m sure the crowds of adoring fans and huge mansions must suck.” Aiden rolled his eyes.

“That’s just the surface stuff! Every single day I have been at 4 hours of practices, 3 hours of conditioning, and 2 hours of public appearances. Not to mention the fact that I got signed up for Dancing with the Stars and I don’t even know how to dance!” Dwight complained.

“He’s right… I… I saw the trailer for the next season. It looks good.” Benson muttered. “But… you could have at least called…”

“Thanks Benson…. But I’m serious guys! You need to help me. I am EXHAUSTED. I have had no time for myself, so there was no time to even reach out. Plus… I don’t remember any of your phone numbers. They aren’t on my phone anymore. Anyway people keep making me play all these sports till I collapse on the floor and I feel like I’m gonna lose it if this keeps up!”

“Cry me a river Dwight. Why don’t you just quit if it’s so hard.” Aiden scoffed.

“I tried! I have contracts for the NFL, the NBA, the NHL, and the WWE. My agent says if I back out on any of them I can kiss all of my wealth goodbye. I’m stuck being pushed to the physical limit everyday. When I first realized what happened, I was in the middle of a basketball game! My team got super mad when I missed a pass, but I was just confused!” 

Benson chimed in. “He’s right… he’s been getting lots of hate online for that missed pass.”

“Thank you! It’s not just people online either. Fans go up to me and yell at me! And so do my coaches when I don’t do anything perfectly. I’m not used to all this pressure.” Dwight complained.

“You sure looked like you were having fun in your latest photoshoot.” Carina pointed out, showing Dwight flexing on one of his shorter teammates. 

“That was one of my media days! They told me to do that pose and smile! I… I will admit it was fun flexing over that guy. He was 6’5! A giant and there I was easily standing over him… my huge hands could hold his whole head so easily.” Dwight smiled, a bit reminiscent before shaking it off. “Still! I can’t live like this. Even for all those fun moments in between I’m going crazy trying to live this life. I haven’t even had time to use my… you know…” 

Dwight adjusted his sizeable appendage in his pants.

“You’re shitting me…” Aiden said in disbelief.

“No I’m not! Every night I’m too exhausted from practice or games to use this big body. Then I have to wake up super early and can’t even take care of my morningwood!” This was the first time Dwight raised his voice past the normal level of complaining. It was loud… commanding… and showed just how much he was struggling. “Not to mention! Having a cock this huge is tough! Every damn day I feel like I’m walking around with a cucumber in my pants and even my Triple XL jockstraps can barely keep it together. Every little movement just makes me hornier and hornier! I can’t LIVE like this!” 

Aiden, Benson, and Carina were stunned silent. They hadn’t expected Dwight to be unsatisfied with his new life. They were all too caught up in the wishes they missed out on to even consider a downside for Dwight. 

“Look. Guys. I’m sorry I took your wish papers. I didn’t mean to. It all happened so fast. Please. Let’s just work on a way to get your wishes back or even reverse this whole thing. I can’t take another day of going through this alone.” Dwight pleaded, wiping tears from his eyes.

“Ok.. wow. I’m sorry Dwight. We’ll help you out, but you gotta help us out too. I know it’s been tough for you, but after our little ritual we’re kind of in hot water at work. Our boss is practically threatening to fire me for completely destroying the conference room.” Aiden admitted.

“Really? What can I do to help?” Dwight asked naively.

Carina sighed. “For one you can put us on your payroll. Your net worth is nearly $1 Billion so you can certainly afford us. With a proper salary I can focus more effort on learning how to  make things right with the book.”

“Thank you so much guys! I owe you everything.” Dwight gasped, wrapping a long muscular arm around Aiden and Carina.

Benson was watching carefully and not knowing what he could contribute, spoke up. “And… I can keep you company in the meantime… I… I’ve missed you.” Benson blushed. 

For the first time all week Dwight let out a relieved sigh. He took Benson’s hand in his much larger palm and smiled. 

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A FEW DAYS LATER

“Thanks again for staying here and keeping me company.” Dwight smiled, finally able to relax.

“Any excuse to hangout at your big mansion again! This place is huge! And despite how bit it is, everytime I see you sit down you insist on manspreading like that.” Benson teased his larger friend noticing how wide he spread his legs on the already spacious couch.

“Hey! That took some time to get used to. These long legs take up so much space I barely know what to do with them. Not to mention I have to spread out because my new cock is so… sensitive.” He blushed embarrassed.

“You keep saying that. I think you’re just humble bragging.” Benson laughed.

“I’m serious! When I first got this body I could feel it swaying around when I ran around the basketball court. Then when I got to the locker rooms to get a better look I nearly fainted! It looked even bigger than it felt. My team teased me saying that their star player just liked showing off  ON and OFF the court.”

“I bet that took some getting used to.” Benson added. “I mean, I know you weren’t the most… social before all this.”

“Yeah, it really did. I realized that all the light teasing and ball busting people threw my way was kinda… punching up. There’s this whole reality where people think I’m the greatest athlete of all time or something. They expect me to be cocky or perfect everywhere… definitely not the me I expected to be after all this.” Dwight said, looking down, holding out his large hands and still staring at them with shocked examination, flexing each finger. 

Benson was also looking at Dwight with similar interest. “I know. But hey! Carina said she was close to a breakthrough tonight. Now that we’re all employed by you and don’t have to worry about work, she’s been tearing through that book. She’ll fix it so you won’t have to worry about ALL this.” 

Dwight smiled at the reassuring words. There was nothing he found more comforting than talking to Benson again.

“Thanks Ben… I’ve really missed our talks. And… I was thinking that maybe when the time comes… I stick with basketball and we can be on the same team…” Dwight said in a bit of a roundabout ask.

“Really? You’d want to be teammates?” Benson said surprised.

“I think so. I mean… it’s been fun playing basketball, especially with all the coaching you’ve been giving me behind the scenes. Wrestling is fun and all, but when I found out that I didn’t get to hangout with John Cena as much, it wasn’t that fun… Plus football and hockey are way too violent for me! Getting tackled hurts!” Dwight pouted.

Benson did his best to hold back his laughs. Seeing such a big guy complain about the pain of pro sports was a bit funny, but he couldn’t disagree. He’d seen some of the footage of Dwight’s early days in both sports. 

Sure he towered everyone on the field and on the ice, but he was far from being an effective athlete in those areas. 

“Well. I’d be happy to have you on my team.” Benson assured Dwight. 

“Thanks Benson! And… well… I wanted to ask you… I mean I was wondering… you know… I have really liked getting to know you like this. Even amidst all this chaos, it’s been fun seeing you outside of work! I was wondering if you’d like to… get to know each other better?”

Benson was shocked. After everything that had happened, he still harbored feelings for Dwight sure, but he never expected Dwight to reciprocate when he was this huge handsome athlete.

“I… Yeah… I’d like that. I keep forgetting that even though you look like this pro baller, you’re still you underneath all that height and muscle. Part of me thought you wouldn’t want to be with someone so… boring like me.” Benson admitted.

Dwight stood up to his full height and looked down on Benson.

“Dude. You were the first one to help me even feel comfortable with all this height and muscles. Honestly, before you came along I felt so insecure! Both in the office when no one would talk to me… and when I literally stood out from the crowds. Before it was like I didn’t think I could ever handle being an athlete with everyone watching my every move! Then… you came along and made it all feel like nothing when I knew you’d be by my side.” Dwight kneeled down, till he was eye level with his shorter friend. He took his massive dark hands and wrapped them around Benson’s.

“Dwight. I had no idea you felt that way. You were always someone special to me long before your big change. Now maybe you won’t mind if I do this.” Benson leaned up and kissed Dwight! Despite the larger man’s impressive jawline and luscious lips, it was very much Benson who took lead in the romantic gesture. 

Dwight was so caught off guard his big body stumbled back, not used to the kiss, but smiling like he’d won the lottery.

“Benson! I! I! Um…. you’re a good kisser…. Can we do that again? I promise I won’t stumble over again! I really like that.” Dwight nervously stammered.

“I can tell.” Benson said, pointing to the massive erection tenting in his pants. “You really can’t hide your horniness well with that thing.”

The two leaned in for a kiss again, but this time Dwight lifted Benson into the air as they embraced! The kiss was perfect and went on long past what either could keep track of. It was only interrupted when their phones buzzed.

“Dang… It’s Carina. What is she texting now?” Benson growled, horny and frustrated.

“She said… she’s coming over! Her and Aiden! They found a way to redo the ritual for all of us!” Dwight gasped reading the message.

“Really!? That’s great! And… fuck! We were just starting to have fun.” Benson complained.

“Well.. It does take them 40 minutes to get all the way to my mansion.” Dwight shrugged setting down Benson and adjusting his bulge.

“Are you serious?” Benson laughed in disbelief.

“I think I am. I want to see just how much fun we can have while you’re still fun sized.” Dwight began a cocky grin. A new found confidence overcoming him now that he had his man by his side.

[swappwas]

Seriously fantastic story written by an irl hunk

[thegreatstoryteller]

Matter of Perspective and Awareness (Part 2)

@swappwas Thanks for being an amazing boyfriend and helping me put this story together.

Part 1

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Daniel sat down in awe staring at his hands.

“Fuck. I mean… how is this even possible?! I-I’m, I’m gigantic! Look at these hands! They could palm a basketball! And these arms!” 

He began to flex, the muscles bulging almost as much as his eyes did looking at himself.

 “I’ve been working out with 5 pound weights at the gym just to build some strength! You’re telling me that I’ve been walking around with 20-inch guns like these the whole time?! How did I not notice!?”

Carter laughed. “Honestly, low quality magic online has really gone downhill since the late 2000s. 99% of it doesn't even work. 1% only works for a few magic adept, and nearly all of that has some strange side effect. For yours, it was awareness.” 

Carter had enjoyed bringing back Daniel to his apartment. Not only was it fun to see a 6’7 behemoth get accustomed to his new body, but it was kind of hot to see him do things like experimentally flex. The world sees a massive tower of a man, when in reality, this guy is only seeing his new form for the very  first time.

Daniel was having an extremely weird time. He was overwhelmed by how big and bulky his body felt. Taking his first steps out of the car was like walking on stilts! He nearly fell over getting used to his long legs and big feet. 

Then there was the matter of attention. Practically everyone walking by was looking at him. He’d never felt so much gawking as his little self before. It didn’t help that he noticed a few of them even took pictures not so subtly… 

When they finally got inside Carter’s apartment, Daniel immediately hit his head on the doorway.  To his surprise, it hurt less than expected, but Daniel’s surprisingly strong forehead still left a visible dent to Carter’s entryway.

And there the two were now. Carter was giving Daniel a glass of water to calm down, while Daniel was poking his new muscles with abject curiosity. 

“I don’t even know how I can get used to this…” Daniel sighed, the deep echoes of his voice booming through his chest still felt so foreign. “I mean, I did that spell with just wishful thinking in mind- I didn’t think it would actually work! Then there’s the obvious stuff… like how am I gonna get used to all this! I feel like everytime I move I’m gonna hit something with my huge wingspan!” Daniel then moved his arms out dramatically and sent the lamp on the nearby nightstand flying across the room.

“Wow. You really don’t know your own strength do you?” Carter chuckled, unperturbed by the shattered lamp. 

“It’s not funny Carter!” Daniel complained, pouting slightly. The once adorable expression now looks out of place on such a masculine, stubbled face.  “I mean, it’s really hot being this huge, but come on, we both can see that spell went overboard.  Seriously look at this thing, it’s monstrous how fucking MASSIVE it is!” Daniel gestured down to the obscene bulge in his pants. 

“Oh believe me, I’m looking.” Carter said, biting his lower lip. Carter was pretty sure EVERYONE knew Daniel now had a massive dick given how any clothing he wore didn’t exactly hide that fact. 

Daniel rolled his eyes. “Not funny.  Seriously, I feel like a crazy person complaining about a big cock but this thing is borderline too big to function! No one’s gonna be able to take it and all it does to get in the way.  You can see how my pants fit, talk about public indecency…”

Daniel tried covering his crotch with his large hands but all that managed to do was arouse him more as he started to pop a boner in his shorts. 

Carter looked at the fumbling giant with glint in his eyes as sure enough, an idea formed. 

“Now, Mr. Sadsack, let me prove to you that a guy can totally take that massive schlong of yours…” 

Carter proceeded to take off his underwear and pants.  Daniel, horny and eager to satisfy his new body, took the hint and attempted to strip as well but Carter insisted it'd be hotter if he just let his pants and underwear fall a bit. He enjoyed some partially clothed sex. 

Daniel gulped at the sight of his new cock, the head already poking out his foreskin as a result if his easiest arousal.  He blushed thinking of how he had been showering and pissing with this third leg on him this entire time.  Wait… pissing? So THAT explains why guys were staring at him in the urinals! 

“Hey big guy, you can admire yourself all you want later.  I think I’m ready to receive that first big load of yours.” Carter said as he positioned himself on the couch, ready and willing. 

Load? Daniel blushed again and thought to himself. “Oh god. No wonder my masturbation sessions were so messy after that damn spell.  This baseball bat must be a fucking geyser!” 

Daniel didn’t want to keep Carter waiting so he pushed those thoughts aside as he began to timidly make his move. He steadily eased the head of his penis into Carter’s ass, the sensation was euphoric even if it was just the (literal and figurative) tip of the new iceberg.  But Daniel was hesitant, his own fear and inexperience held him back from going any future.

“Are you sure about this?  Gosh I’m hard but I feel like I’m gonna break you or something!” Daniel whined. 

Carter was grinning ear to ear as his hungry ass gripped Daniel’s cock.  Though it seemed like his newly discovered hunk wasn’t adjusting as well as he’d hoped. Carter then got a fun idea that would satisfy the both of them and possibly help ease Daniel’s transition to a 6’7 mountain if a man. 

“Hmm that’s gooood.” Carter then backing up into Daniel’s cock.”Tell you what.  You know that awareness I gave you back?”

“Of course, what about it?” 

“Heh, well the funny thing is. As easily as I gave it to you— I can just as easily take it away.”

Carter then snapped his fingers and a blank expression briefly flashed across Daniel’s face before he gained a new look of concern.

“Jeez Carter, I haven’t really topped before. Are you sure you even feel me in there?” 

Daniel now pictured his own dick as its previously unimpressive size. Meaning he thought he’d need to work overtime just to get a guy to feel it.  But what he was actually wielding couldn’t be further from his old shrimpy member…

Carter gripped the couch pillow hard as Daniel began to buck forward, 

“Hrrnnngg fuuuck, y-yeah I think-fuck! I think— you’re good.” Carter grunted as he took in the 8-inches Daniel was now oblivious to even possessing. 

Daniel may have been made unaware he had a huge dick, but he could feel the sensations associated with it just fine as Carter’s ass had him in a pleasurable vice grip. He soon erupted into Carter’s willing and the two collapsed on the couch. 

“Fuck, that was a rougher ride then expected, but probably the best dick I had! Now let’s bring that awareness back.”

With another snap, Daniel shook off the fuzz in his head as he regained his memories and perception.

“Did I just- CARTER! Holy shit that was amazing! Gosh I can’t believe I did that! Oh man your ass! Are you ok?!”

Carter chuckled at the giant guy’s puppy dog concern over him. “I’m fine. More than fine, actually.  Sorry about the abrupt awareness switch.  Just thought you needed a push.” 

“No no, that was great! But… I feel like I need some more practice to get used to all this quicker. Can’t you… do something else along those lines to help me?” Daniel pleaded.

Carter stroked his chin as the large man tried to find some way to get comfortable on the couch. He had to admit, seeing such a big guy act so vulnerable and helpless around him was kind of hot. Not to mention those large legs sprawled out so casually… those big feet casually hanging off the edge…

“Well… I could turn your awareness off and on a few more times to work on getting you more used to your body. But I don’t normally like toying too much with the perceptions of guys I like.” Carter admitted.

“You, um… like me?” Daniel once again looked at him adorably. His large masculine face filled with affection once more.

“Haha yeah… what can I say? I’ve got a soft spot for little guys turned big.” Carter blushed, hiding his embarrassment with another laugh.

“Well… then I think I do want you to do this. Maybe… you and I could get to know each other better while I work on controlling this body.” Daniel offered.

“Daniel Daniel Daniel. Are you asking me out?” Carter teased.

“I… yes! Yes I am.” Daniel declared puffing his new large chest out.

=====

And there it was. The first genuine spark of confidence Daniel has found in this new body. 

From then on Carter and Daniel began to date.

Carter would suppress Daniel’s awareness from time to time, and Daniel could live a worry free life where he could adjust to his huge size at his own pace.

Their first date was pretty memorable. Daniel had surprised Carter with pizza one evening! Carter was so touched and wondered if it was enough for the two of them, only to find that the pizza he was showing Carter was just for him. There were 2 extra large pepperoni pizzas in the backseat that were just for Daniel!

Dates like these usually ended up with cuddles on the couch while they watched a movie. With Daniel’s suppressed awareness though he still kept asking Carter to wrap his arms around Daniel’s broad shoulders as they watched. Occasionally Carter had to ask Daniel to move his size 15 feet off the coffee table since they were so big they were blocking the screen.

The more they dated, the more Carter realized that being with Daniel was like being with a dog that still thought it was a puppy. Daniel would often want to cuddle sweetly against Carter, accidentally pressing his massive weight against Carter pinning him to the bed lovingly. Then there were the silly moments where Daniel would ask Carter to carry the groceries since he thought Carter was stronger than him.

It didn’t matter that Daniel was larger than his refrigerator! Or that he probably could lift the machine if he really tried!

On the days where Daniel was learning to get used to his own height Carter thought it would be a good idea to take him to a place where his height wouldn’t stand out as much. With the magic of good ticket sales, he managed to get them tickets to the NBA!

Sure Daniel stood out from the crowd, but he was eye level with the pro athletes, and a lot more buff than a few of them. Carter was happy to show Daniel the benefits of his above average form, and Daniel realized he had a newfound hobby in basketball. 

For Carter it was always a treat to see Daniel slowly accept his new body!

Not to mention on the days where he was unaware, it was fun to see how naturally his big body took up space when he did things like manspread to show off his long powerful legs.

Though no matter how often Daniel managed to show off his alpha level physique, it was always clear to Carter that he still had a loving and goofy boyfriend. They shared their lives with each other. Got to know one another better. Daniel even offered to change Carter’s lightbulbs to make up for the lamp that he broke!

Sometimes Carter wondered if having such an arrangement with Daniel was going well. After all, it was like he was dating two completely different guys at times. But then he’d take one look at Daniel obviously doing something silly, and he would just smile. 

Daniel was his loving partner. And no matter what lens he saw that through, it was always more than enough.

[thegreatstoryteller]

Matter of Perspective

Daniel was always a wishful thinker. Things didn't always work out the best for him, but he still tried to see the bright side of things.

That's why of all people to find a body altering spell online, he was the first to try it! Even if he spoke the words aloud and didn't think it worked.

You see. Daniel was a pretty overlooked Asian guy. He was pretty short at 5 feet even. The only weight he managed to put on was fat. When he tried to dress for an occasion he just never thought the clothes fit right.

When he spoke the words to the spell, he envisioned all the handsome fitness influencers he'd seen online. He thought of all the handsome athletes he'd watched on TV. In his mind he tried to picture the perfect body for himself.

And unfortunately for Daniel, after he spoke the words he didn't feel any different. He'd look down and see his normal body and in the mirror his average face. Everything about himself seemed normal to him, so like most things in life, he shrugged it off and tried to find the bright side in things.

What he didn't realize is that he was seeing a different version of himself than the rest of the world.

While he thought of himself as a 5 foot nothing nerd at a cafe, the world saw large bearded giant of a man manspreading at his table to accommodate for his titanous legs.

Daniel didn't notice the scores of women doing double takes as they passed his tables. He didn't see the group of guys looking at his physique with envy and lust. In fact, when his waiter came over and said that his coffee and croissant were paid for already, he just considered it good luck! He was completely oblivious to the couple eyeing him from across the cafe hoping to get his attention.

And so Daniel continued to live his life.

He would go shopping for clothes and not realize when the certain sizes fit a bit too snugly. Store attendants would try and sneak peaks at the goliath trying to fit into a size small when he really needed a XXL.

When he was trying for a job interview he'd wear his best suit and wonder why his interviewer gasped when he entered the door. Meanwhile the interviewer would wonder how this giant of a man who had to duck through the entryway to fit, could even possibly be their new junior IT guy!

At home sometimes he'd wonder if he was making enough food or try to figure out why he was so hungry all the time. He never realized that he needed to feed his new body with a lot more calories to power his new powerful muscles!

Before he knew it, Daniel was surrounded by positive energy. Smiling faces, people asking for dates, and random compliments on the streets surrounded him. It raised his self esteem when people were this nice. It even inspired him to start going to the gym.

Guys there were really excited to see Daniel. When he heard comments like.

"Bro! You some sort of bodybuilder?" "Fuck did we hire a new personal trainer?" "Dude you got to give me some advice on supplements." "Man, I don't think we carry weights heavy enough for you!"

Daniel just assumed they were being nice and joking. Afterall, as he went to lift the 5lb dumbells in the corner, he would just see his scrawny self lifting weights. All the while the entire gym saw this amazing man flexing his large arms as he towered over every gym goer in the area.

You see Daniel continued to live a fun and fulfilling life. He didn't realize he had the body of his dreams, but still chose to see the bright side of things when good things started coming his way. The rest of the world just saw him as a really big man who wasn't keen on showing off like all those other blow hards out there. It was all a matter of perspective after all...

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Normally that's where Daniel's story would end. However, that's where I come in!

My name is Carter. Just your run of the mill curse breaker who likes to travel. I dabble in charms, and work occasionally with glamours. I intended to get to know Daniel, who seemed like the most humble jock I'd ever seen. He was so kind and optimistic, I wanted to get to know him better.

However, the more I spoke to him the more I realized. magic was at work. The day I broke the news to him went a little like this.

-

"You realize you're a lot bigger than you seem. Haven't you wondered why you wear size 15 shoes and your license says you're 6'7 and 249lbs?" Carter asked.

"Very funny Carter. I haven't grown an inch over 5 feet since college. But I appreciate you trying to make me feel better about my height. And these shoes are size 7." Daniel laughed.

"Well, maybe it's time I help you see things from my perspective." Carter waved his hand as a few lightly glowing symbols circled Daniel revealing his new form to himself for the first time.

"HOLY CRAP!" Daniel boomed!

"See! I told you! A guy with a big heart like yours deserves to see that big body. Now when you're done flexing, I think I can help you see just how much you've been missing. My apartment is right over there." Carter smiled.

[petew21-blog]

The Bridgerton Scandal

“Dearest gentle reader, this author feels compelled to report the latest scandal in our society. A certain young gentleman has expressed his intention to seek a wife in this coming season. And who might that gentleman be but Mister Colin Bridgerton, newly returned to the ton after his travels abroad. Who, one may wonder, shall become the next fortunate young lady?”

Anthony sat by the fire, holding today’s edition of Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers. Not thinking much of it, his mind wandered from the paper to his forthcoming engagements, scarcely paying attention to the words before him. Suddenly, the door swung, his brother walked into the room visibly angry.

Colin:”Do you care to explain why Lady Whistledown feels the need to share the news that I am in search of a bride this season?”

Anthony muttering:”Who gives a damn what that hag and her infernal paper says.”

Colin:”Anthony, as far as I am aware I have no intention of marrying any time soon. Have you spoken to anyone about this matter?”

Anthony:”Indeed, I might have… mentioned it to Mother and Benedict as a suggestion of course.”

Colin:”And why would you do so without first speaking to me?”

Anthony:”Because I am the head of this family and it falls to secure advantageous matches for all my siblings. You, Benedict and Eloise are of age and must begin shouldering new responsibilities.”

Colin:”You ought to follow Daphne's lead and find someone for yourself, rather than attempting to sell us off like racehorses.” 

Colin was ready to leave the room, but Anthony was enraged now. Anthony got up and stormed towards Colin. 

Anthony:”Do you have any idea what it costs to maintain our property and this family? Every day that we waste our time doing nothing, we waste our money and our fortune. You strut about the ton like a peacock, desperate for attention, but with no intention to marry them. Well… You will do as I command.”

Colin:”What grants you the right to dictate the course of my life?”

Anthony:”My position as the Viscount.”

Colin:”Father would never have forced us into marriage against our will.” Colin said, frustrated and angry. 

Anthony:”Well, he is no longer here. So you will obey MY decisions.”

Colin:”I shall do no such thing!”

Anthony, full of rage, grabbed the nearest object to him, their father's relic from the cabinet. It was an old wooden box, mostly worthless. Their father never spoke of it. Kept it away from their reach. When Edmund died, there was no one to pass the knowledge of this old relic. Thinking nothing of it, he threw it swiftly at his brother’s back, hoping to hurt him.

But Colin turned swiftly and catched it, smirked and threw it with even stronger force at Anthony. The relic bounced off Anthony's back and fell on the ground. 

Colin left, heading into his room, while Anthony left the house into his favourite brothel. Maybe he would find a woman resembling Sienna to keep his mind off all of his duties and his younger sibling.

Next morning

Anthony woke up from having a bad dream, all sweaty and tense. He rose from the bed, hyperventilating. Something wasn't right. He looked at the window. The sun shone into his face, which was not unusual, given his windows faced east. Yet his bed should have placed the morning light at his right, not his left.

He drank an immeasurable amount of liquor last night, so he probably might have entered the wrong room after his return. Did he return? He remembered drinking in the middle of passionate sex with a prostitute.

He looked around. This looked like Colin's room, but no sign of Colin anywhere.

Anthony got up. Something felt really off. He decided to get himself a bath before seeing the rest of the family and filling his duties for the day.

Considering the fight he and his brother had last night, it might be better to find him and explain the situation. 

He turned around to grab clothes left on the bed. As he reached out his arm, he noticed it looked different. He looked at it. It was less hairy and a bit thinner than his own. Then he noticed his hands. Smaller. His eyes lowered to his chest.

“What in the…” he began speaking, but hasn't even finished his sentence. He recognised it. That voice was unmistakably Colin's voice. Why was Colin's voice coming out of his throat?!

Anthony looked around and found the nearest mirror. And in it, the reflection of his younger brother looked back at him mimicking his every movement. 

Colin woke up to the voice of a woman laughing.

He looked around. What was this place? And how did he get there?

Colin saw the naked woman in front of him. Smiling, giggling. Oh no, he was somehow in a brothel now.

Colin:”How did I get here?”

Woman:”Are you well, my viscount?”

Colin:”Viscount?!”

Woman laughed again:”I see you are still a bit drunk. Unfortunately your carriage awaits as you requested.”

Colin:”I have?”

Woman:”Yes, you said you don't want to be seen returning home late.”

Colin:”Oh…”

Woman:”I'll leave you to get dressed. Thank you for visiting us again, my Lord. I have had a great time.”

Colin couldn't believe what she was saying. Is this all a dream?

Colin swiftly got up and looked out of the window. The sun was rising. If he wanted to avoid any embarrassment from his brothers he should leave now. No matter how he got there.

He looked around the room for clothes, but suddenly felt his weight shift differently. He was used to his core strength being different. He felt heavier. He felt uneasy.

Colin looked down. “Bloody hell!” The surprising length between his legs was definitely something he was not used to. He looked at it. It was longer and the girth was really impressive. Had something happened to him overnight?

But the more he observed, he noticed his much thicker pubic hair. 

He looked back at his ass. “What the…” the perfectly formed ass was covered in a fur-like set of hairs all over.

Colin grabbed the clothes on the floor. He knew whose clothes these were. And by looking at the reflection in the window his suspicion was confirmed. 

“I'll kill Anthony for this!”

Benedict spent his morning as usual. Drinking tea after his late nights painting, drinking and having fun with others. He grabbed the Lady Whistledown left on the table. “What a sharp tongue you have. I wonder who you might be.”

Anthony in Colin's body, dressed in yesterday's clothing stormed into the room.

Anthony:”This must be a very sick joke you pulled on me brother! I might not know how you did this, but let me assure you revenge will be sweet.”

Benedict nonchalantly raised his brows and looked at who he assumed was Colin:”Had some nightmares little brother?” Benedict smiled.

Anthony:”Cut the act. This isn't something to laugh at. This is a serious matter. I have meetings I have to attend. Letters to answer to. A family to take care of.”

Benedict:”If I didn't know better, I would say you’d finally gone mad and started impersonating our dear brother.”

Anthony:”I am Anthony!”

Benedict laughed and without a word returned to the Lady Whistledown. 

At the very same moment, Anthony's body returned.

Anthony's new face turned red. “You! You stole my face!”

Colin:”Me?!? Why would I want to have to watch your stupid face in the mirror and have these ugly sideburns?!?”

Anthony ran at his former body, making Colin stumble an fall. They were rolling around fighting for the position on top to have advantage of the other one.

Anthony wanted to punch Colin with a fist, but Colin distracted him:”You wouldn't want to hurt your pretty face, now. Would you brother?” This made Anthony stop, but gave Colin enough time to throw him on the ground with his new bigger body.

Colin:”Seems like I’m the stronger brother now, right brother?”

Anthony growled:”You’ll regret this!”

Benedict stood above them and observed with curiosity. “Ok, enough or I'll call mother to set you straight.” After hearing the scary threat, they stropped. Both stood up, rearranging their clothes and looking at each other in disgust.

Benedict:”Do you care to explain to me what this is all about?”

Colin:”I woke up in a brothel. With no recollection how I got there. And then to my horror I found out I have Anthony’s face.”

Anthony:”Could be worse. Like waking up with your small cock.”

Colin:”I’ll punch you again!”

Benedict laughed. “Very well. So you two think, you’re each other? We’ll see about that. Colin, or I presume that’s you now Anthony, tell me what is the most humiliating moment? Something you’d never tell a soul, or least of all Colin.” Benedict smirked knowing that if they pulled this sort of a joke on him, this was a thing that Anthony would NEVER let Colin know.

Anthony in Colin’s body sighed:”Don’t make me say it out loud, please.”

Benedict got close to Anthony and gave him a chance to whisper it to his ear.

Benedict:”This can’t be! You two really are each other! But how? This shouldn’t be even possible.”

Colin:”We had a fight last night. Anthony decided to get us all out of this house, is that right, Anthony?”

Anthony:”I only told you what my concerns were and that you are of age to get married. So are you Benedict…”

Benedict:”All right, that’s a topic for another morning. What did you do after?”

Anthony:”I left to… cool off.”

Benedict:”Off course you did.”

Colin realised what they omitted. “You threw that old box at me!” He picked it up from the ground. “I caught it and threw it back at you!”

Anthony:”You think it caused us to…?”

Benedict nodded:”It’s worth a try.”

Colin threw the box at Anthony, but he missed and made it fall.

Colin:”What are you doing?!”

Anthony:”Your body is different from mine! So clumsy.”

Anthony picked it up and threw it back at Colin. But nothing happened. The two swapped brothers looked desperate.

Benedict:”All right, well let’s hide the box somewhere safe and we can try later on.” Colin wanted to hand the box to Benedict. “Are you quite mad?! You want to drag me into this mess too? I am not going to touch that thing.”

Colin put it on the shelf behind him, out of their younger siblings reach.

Anthony:”So what do we do now? I have meetings to attend to.”

Colin:”No, I do. I am Anthony now. You are now Colin and you can help out with the correspondence you’re always complaining about.”

Anthony sighed. “Will you, please, not embarass me? It is a very important meeting that might get us a very profitable deal. And, please, don’t eat anything I wouldn’t. I don’t want to return to my body being heavier and unable to see my manhood.”

Colin:”I’ll try not to embarass you, that I can promise. But I guess I will enjoy sweets more than I ever have in my life.”

Colin put a piece of chocolate in his mouth and left the room to get a carriage.

Benedict leaned next to Anthony:”I think that was for the comment on his size. Is it really?”

Anthony:”I can show you. I am used to a much higher standard than this worm.” 

Benedict:”Oh please do. I'm so curious.”

Anthony unbuckled the belt and let down his pants.

Benedict's eyes widened in shock. Benedict:”Good Lord… is that it?”

Anthony:”Awful, isn't it?”

Benedict:”I mean… it's not THAT small, but it is definitely unseen. I wonder if Colin thought about shaving. Might be easier to find it.” Benedict said in a mocking tone.

Anthony:”Maybe if I get it hard, it will look bigger.”

Benedict:”Yes, brother. And maybe if you water it twice a day it’ll grow by spring . I must admit, I had rather higher expectations from our bloodline. This must be… humbling.”

Anthony:”What should I do with this if we won't change back to ourselves?”

Benedict:”Probably sharpen that tongue of yours.”

Benedict couldn’t stop laughing for the next following minutes, thinking of the ways he could make this situation even more amusing.

Anthony sat down behind his desk watching the piles of correspondence. He never had enough time to get to it, always finding more entertaining duties. He exhaled and with his shit half opened, revealing his brother’s hairy torso, got into sorting it out.

One meeting after another, Colin found himself exhausted. No wonder, Anthony is so frustrated all the time. The conversations he had today gave him a headache he never had in his entire life.

“Shall I call for a carriage, my lord?” his servant asked gently.

“Yes, please. I am fatigued.” Colin responded, getting up and leaving the mansion he found himself in.

They rode for half an hour, but when they were approaching the house, the carriage did not slow down.

Colin:”Why are we not stopping?”

Servant:”We are going to the same place as usual, my lord. Or do you want us to not go there today?”

Colin smirked. Anthony always arrived late from his meetings, because he was in a brothel! Does he want to do the same thing? But he is his brother now. In his body, which is disgusting. But at the same time, it would be priceless to see Anthony’s reaction after he’d tell him, he fucked a prostitute with his body.

Colin:”No, carry on.” Colin smiled

The owner of the brothel showed him to the same room he woke up this morning. Entering, finding it empty, Colin took off his brother’s clothes.

Colin could smell Anthony’s sweat clinging to the fabric. “You reek, Anthony. This must definitely be a new way of torture.” he took off his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. He hated the sideburns. “Ehh, I despise those sideburns.”

The door swung open. The same lady from the morning entered. “Miss me?”

Colin:”Of course.”

She pointed at the bed and Colin understood. As he laid down, the lady in front of him started stripping and throwing off her clothes. Colin felt as his new cock started getting hard.

He lowered his pants and revealed a much larger penis, than his body had.

Colin’s eyes widened. He took a grip of his new shaft and observed the veins and the head of his new large cock. The length of it couldn't be covered by the size of his hand. He gave it a go and played with the foreskin. He was so fixated on it that he completely forgot about the woman.

Woman:”Shall I leave you alone, my lord?”

Colin looked up, his hand still holding the cock. He laughed and dragged her by the hand to him.

The moans coming from the room were for the first time mostly coming from a man, instead of a woman.

Colin:”Don’t you think this is a bit too much? Altering his looks?”

Benedict:”I think it’s perfect, ANTHONY. You said you wanted a change and hated the sideburns anyway. Didn’t you?” Benedict reminded his little brother of the presence of the staff in the room.

Colin:”It seems a bit too much. It was only a size comment.”

Benedict:”Are you forgetting your argument from last night? We should remind our brother his words. Besides, size matters, brother. Thought I daresay you’re only just discovering that.”

Anthony entered the room. Benedict and Colin, in his body, sat on the sofa with a mischievous look. And then Anthony noticed the sideburns.

Anthony:”You didn’t!”

Colin:”I did.”

Anthony:”I would have never…”

Colin:”You would.”

Anthony:”You’ll pay for this.”

Colin:”We’ll see about that. Could I remind you something, my LITTLE brother?”

Anthony:”Remind me what? And if you’re suggesting that I have a small cock now, don’t forget it’s your cock!”

Colin and Benedict leaned their head in unison and smirking, clearly planning something ominous.

The three of them continued their afternoon journey in a carriage.

Anthony took off the shirt to put on another one that wasn’t so sweaty.

Anthony:”So who else do we have on the list of your potential brides, Colin?”

Colin:”You really got into the role. And it's YOUR list, Anthony and they are your potential brides. You’re me now. And you said last night that I should get married very soon.” Colin said with a smile in Anthony’s body, making Benedict chuckle next to him.

Anthony:”I don’t know when the two of you started conspiring against me, but I will get back at you for this. As soon as I am back in my body…”

Benedict:”If you get back.” Benedict winked at Anthony, making him furious before his next meeting.

The Bridgerton family spent their afternoon in the local park. Colin seemed extremely pleased with himself, while Anthony couldn't wait to somehow get back at his brothers. Colin spoke to the ladies, bragging about being a viscount and hinting at his size.

Anthony took Colin aside to talk at the pier alone. “Colin, bloody hell, what are you doing?!? You want to ruin my reputation?”

Colin:”Oh come on brother. You should be proud. I am making you famous among the ladies.”

Anthony:”You have to stop this instant. People might get suspicious.”

Colin:”You know, I was wondering if I should visit that girl of yours in the brothel.”

Anthony:”What are you…”

Colin:”When I visited earlier today, to fulfill your regular schedule, the woman from last night told me about her. What was her name? Sienna? She must have been fabulous by what she told me about you visiting her all the time.”

Anthony couldn't keep his temper. No matter the embarrassment or whose body he was in. Anthony pushed Colin into the lake. 

This impulsive act caused all the people around to gather nearby. Colin got out of the water. The soaked white shirt, now transparent, completely revealed Anthony’s muscular and hairy chest for all the people around to see. Gasps and giggles could be heard from all over.

While Colin climbed the pier, Anthony already received scolding from Lady Bridgerton.

Colin looked up at Anthony leaving the park and decided that shaving off his sideburns won't be the worst thing he'd do to Anthony's body.

Colin and Benedict were having another drink together while gossiping about their brother.

Anthony entered the room.

Anthony:”I came to apologise. What I did on the pier was impulsive and childish. Please, accept my apology.”

Colin, already tipsy from the alcohol:”Does that even count Benedict? When he's just apologising to himself? I think that shouldn't count. Don't you think?”

Benedict:”I think not. It doesn't seem sincere.”

Antlook's eyebrows lowered in a scolding way looking at Benedict. He turned back at Colin:”I came to you, Colin. Whether you accept or not is entirely up to you.”

Colin:”I think that your body accept the apology. Speaking of your body. I do have a question on my mind. Why is your ass so hairy? And how do you manage your hygiene? Don't you get like some pieces left there?” Colin said with a mischievous look on his face, smirking at his face looking back at him.

Benedict was now in tears.  Unable to say a single word.

Anthony looked at the both of them, straightened his back and confidently spoke up:”You two can mock me all you want, but do not forget that I am still in your body and just as much as you are embarrassing me now, I can embarass you.”

Benedict:”How?”

Anthony:”I could engage in a romantic encounter with a fellow man. That would definitely get a front page in the next Whistledown.”

Anthony turned his back at them and left the room, leaving them stunned.

Benedict:”Well this all just got even more interesting than I even hoped for.”

The next morning, Benedict woke up the two of them quite early.

Benedict:”Gentlemen, get ready. I relaised that we have a one time opportunity to settle an argument. Meet me at the garden in 10 minutes.”

Both got dressed and arrived to the garden to see that Benedict has prepared a fencing gear.

Anthony:”Benedict, what is this? Why now?”

Benedict:”Fencing. You are always bragging how you can beat anyone solely based on your technique. Now is your chance to prove it. And why now? Why not, the two of you will fight for the rest of the day, so we may as well get on with it early in the morning. Shall we?”

Colin and Anthony accepted.

Benedict:”And the winner is indeed Anthony. Once again. Anthony held out his hand and shook it with his own body. He sat down on the bench.

Anthony:”I told you it was about technique. You didn't believe me. Now I got a proof.”

Colin:”Proof of what?”

Anthony:”That I'm better than you two.”

When Colin beat Benedict, he decided to sit down next to Anthony. Benedict sensed the tension and left them alone.

Colin:”I'm sorry for the sideburns.”

Anthony:”Don't be. I truly look better without them. You were right. I'm sorry for the comments. It wasn't right.”

Colin:”No, you're right. I'm not that endowed as you are. Which is a very pleasant change, I must say.”

Anthony:”It's very strange that we are two brothers talking about each other's private parts, isn't it?”

Colin:”It truly is.” Colin laughed.

Anthony:”Did you enjoy having an intercourse in my body?”

Colin:”I have. Your body is very well built. And your… cock is magnificent. Did you try mine out?”

Anthony:”Haven't had the chance. I was startled by the size difference.”

Colin:”It's actually not that different from having your larger one. You just have to know what you're doing.”

Anthony:”Are you trying to say that I have it easier to have an intercourse ?”

Colin:”Try it out and we can compare later, if you're up for it.”

Anthony:”Sounds like a challenge.” he said with a smirk and amused face expression.

Colin accompanied Anthony to the brothel. Not that Anthony wouldn't be able to find it, being a regular customer, but they didn't know Colin's face.

Anthony:”Tell them to get me Jennifer. She'll be considerate if I fail.”

Colin:”You will not fail. I will.”

Anthony left Colin in the entrance hall and headed to the room. Jennifer was ready on the bed, waiting to be fucked. Anthony took off his shirt and nervously hyperventilated.

Jennifer:”First time?”

Anthony:”Something like that…” he dropped his pants and watched Jennifer's reaction. 

Jennifer:”Oh don't worry, darling. You're in very good hands.Anthony's, or Colin's cock was getting hard. And although the size was not impressive, now it was easier to imagine that this thing could please someone.

Anthony entered his bedroom where Colin was lying naked in the covers.

Anthony:”Where did you go last night? I thought you wanted to have fun.”

Colin:”I wasn't feeling it last night. I went back home. But tell me about your night.”

Anthony sat down:”It was incredible. I never knew that pleasing each other orally with a woman was just as entertaining as penetration.”

Colin:”See, there are more ways to have intercourse.”

Anthony:”I know that of course. But even the intercose was Interesting. She guided me and we both had a great time.”

Anthony looked around the room. The clothes were tossed everywhere. The covers were messy. His body was sweaty and panting.

Anthony:”Why are you so out of breath?”

Colin:”I… I did not want to enjoy the company of a woman last night, because I wanted to enjoy your… manhood all for myself.”

Anthony suddenly realised that he might have interrupted him during the act. “Oh… I am sorry? This is a very strange situation. I'll leave.”

Colin put his arm behind his head. “You know what brother. I still feel like I could get some tips on this large thing from the original owner. Care to join me?”

Anthony was visibly shaken by Colin's proposal.

Colin:”It's not like we haven't seen each other before.”

Anthony closed the door, took off his clothes and went to the other side of the bed.

Anthony:”I guess we’d just be exploring just like when we were children.”

Colin:”I have never done that.”

Anthony:”You haven’t? Me and Benedict did, all the time.”

Colin:”You never included me.”

Anthony:”Well you were much younger then we were. And after we stopped exploring the possibilities, we found out that we can do many interesting things with women.”

They were now next to each other, both naked. Anthony broke the tension.

Anthony gripped his smaller penis and started pleasing himself. His smaller cock began to grow. 

Anthony:”It’s really not that bad as I imagined.”

Colin:”Of course it isn't. It’s about skill. Here, let me show you.” Colin let go of his bigger penis and moved Anthony’s hand. He spat into his hand and twisted it around the whole thing. Anthony started moving around in pleasure. “Wait, wait, how did you…?”

Colin:”You gotta learn the tricks if you don’t have the advantages.”

Anthony tried it himself and almost collapsed. “I swear this thing is even more sensitive than my own.”

Colin:”I do have one thing to ask you.”

Anthony:”What is it?”

Colin:”Have you thought about trimming this hairy ass of yours?”

Anthony:”Why on earth would I do so?”

Colin:”While on my travels abroad, I met a woman who showed me something very interesting. Maybe I could show you as well, If you dare?”

Anthony hesitated. “Depends on what it is…”

Colin:”Even if it may be an unclean way of pleasure, I assure you, you have never felt like this before.” Colin got close to Anthony and once again spit on his hands, but this time he spread the saliva on his fingers. His fingers were getting close to Anthony’s ass. Colin maintained eye contact with Anthony the entire time.

Anthony:”Wait I…”

Colin:”Trust me. And if not me, trust yourself, literally.”

Colin pushed his fingers inside slowly, giving Anthony time to adjust. And finally finding the right oval structure, stimulating it, increasing in speed.

Anthony had to place a pillow in his mouth to not scream out loud in pleasure. He didn’t even notice that his dick got hard and in a few moments, hot white liquid came shooting out of it on his belly.

Anthony had to catch his breath, while Colin smiled. 

Colin:”Amazing, right?”

Anthony couldn’t believe what a wave of pleasure just swept him. The two spend the next hours talking more about Colin’s experiences on his travels, while Anthony showed his own tips to Colin.

The Bridgerton's found themselves at a ball beginning another season. Only a few days after the exchange, the brothers settled their differences, now being closer, but still in the wrong bodies.

Anthony approached Colin. “So which one of us is winning?”

Colin:”Winning?”

Anthony:”How many women has my body had intercourse with, with you in charge?”

Colin:”Three, maybe four. Depends how you count if it's at the same time.”

Anthony smiled. “I'm only at three. You’re in the lead.”

Colin only smiled back, feeling the bittersweet feeling of missing his body and life.

Anthony:”Listen, Colin. If we exchange, I will stop pushing you into marriage. You will find a magnificent bride and make her a happy woman. When you will be ready. And if we don't exchange, I hope you'll do the same for me.” Anthony and Colin laughed together out loud. Anthony left to ask Penelope to dance with him.

As Colin watched them leave, he couldn't but smile at the development of his brother's opinion.

On the next morning the two brothers woke up in the original bodies. They met up half way down the hall, undressed, but happy to be themselves once again.

The only person who was not happy was their brother Benedict. Being the only one who knew about the exchange, gave Benedict the opportunity to mess with the brothers and help them plot against each other.

The comments about the amount of hair, sizes and mocking of their previous situation didn't stop from Benedict. This led the brothers to step up and get revenge on their brother.

While sleeping, the two brothers brought their father's relic in a napkin.

Anthony wanted to touch Benedict's hand and then touch someone from the staff to get proper revenge on Benedict. 

But as he and Colin argued, who from the staff should it be, the relic slipped from the napkin, filling next to Benedict.

Without realising what they have done, they left the room, giggling.

If only they had known that if not touched by another person, the one touching jr would exchange with the original owner at the time the person touched it as well.

That's why Benedict soon found himself shirtless in a field holding the box. 

Not only in a different body…

but a different time.

A story requested from a friend who wants to remain anonymous

[thegreatstoryteller]

Female to Male Fridays!

The Great Shift: Meeting the Parents

“Are you sure you’re ok with this? We can still head home.” Jenny muttered. Clearly a bit nervous staring down at her boyfriend.

“Babe. It’s been almost a year since the Great Shift. I told you. Just because I’m unshifted, doesn’t mean I don’t want to meet your parents.” Youseff said smiling.

Jen and Youseff had met in their freshman year of college and immediately became close. They joined similar clubs, volunteered at the same food banks, and eventually friendship blossomed into romance one fateful summer night! The couple knew nothing could get between them and the love that they found… and a few years later that included the Great Shift. While Youseff remained unshifted, Jen Shale wasn’t so lucky.

They had agreed to meet at her sorority when the craziness of the Shift happened. Youseff was more than a bit surprised to find a larger older man in his 40s sitting nervously on Jen’s bed waiting for him! Since then many revelations have been shared with the couple. The first was Youseff coming out to his girlfriend as bi! He never had the courage to say it before and didn’t know how to share that part of his life with his girlfriend, but the shift offered a unique chance that worked out well with the couple. Two. Jen realized she was in a sports medicine professor who was quite in shape! He apparently was father to three student athletes on campus… and luckily her feelings for her boyfriend hadn’t wavered from the shift. A fact that they both enjoyed learning the first week of the Great Shift. Eventually the two became more comfortable with each other even buying a pair of matching pajamas!

It took quite some time for the world to get back in order. During that entire time communications were able to be set up with most families. Youseff’s family had many linear shifts, a term used by most of the world when your shift put you into someone very similar to your original body. His dad was a man his own age. His mother was a woman a few years younger than her. The only difference was his younger brother who now keeps telling Youseff to call him the bigger brother when he shifted into a former professional athlete. 

Jen’s family… was another story.

“And that brings us to today. Jen. I’m serious. I want to meet them. I know you’ve talked to them, but I haven’t. And when they invited us over for the holidays I thought it’d be the best chance to get to know them.” Youseff said hopefully, placing a hand against Jen’s cheek and training the thick salt and pepper stubble that was ever present no matter how close she shaved.

“I know- I know… but I told you before the shift that they were a bit much… and, well, now since the shift… they are still that! I guess… just… more…” Jen muttered nervously. A feat she seemed to still master despite her new commanding baritone. 

“They can’t be that bad.” Youseff said before knocking. And that’s when they heard heavy steps approaching the door.  

A handsome muscular man answered the door! He wore long pink dishwashing gloves and an apron! Aside from that he seemed to be wearing nothing else. The small potted flower he held seemed to be thriving!

“You must be Youseff! Jen has told us so much about you! Come in! Come in! I was just washing some dishes and watering the kitchen plants! We’re so glad to meet you. You can call me Margot! I’m Jen’s mother, or rather her second father!” Margot laughed. The man before them had a deep voice and almost a bro like tone. The motherly introduction he gave at odds with his gym bro form. 

“You must be hungry! I’ve been making lots of food these days. This young man I became had quite the appetite. And who could blame him. I’ve felt the urge to go to the gym almost every day of the week! Anyway, I just keep blabbering away! Have a mini quiche!” Margot led them to the living room where a small plate of appetizers awaited them.

“Wow, these are amazing Margot!” Youseff said digging in. I always wondered where Jen got her amazing cooking skills from.

“Awww! Jen! You didn’t mention your man was a little charmer.” Margot giggled as Jen blushed. 

“Mooom! Stop! You’re embarrassing me!” Jen complained burying her fuzzy face in her large hands. Her mom was always like this. If it wasn’t telling embarrassing stories about Jen, it was finding an excuse to show off her body. Ever since Margot got her new body she had been more than happy to show it off. She would say, “Well this young man clearly wanted to show off his muscles, who am I to cover them up!”. So bouncing around the house in her classic apron was just the way she dressed these days.

“Shush Jen. My little girl will never be too old for a little humor. Just because you have more grays on that head of yours than your father did pre shift, doesn’t mean you can’t laugh a little.” Margot teased.

“Speaking of where is Mr. Shale? Youseff asked.

“Well he’s always in the garage these days. When he got that 20 year old gymnast’s body, he’d become obsessed with the sport! I’ve got some biscuits to take out of the oven. You two should check on him.” Margot offered.

“Anything to get out of this conversation.” Jen groaned pulling Youseff towards the side of their home. As they opened the door to the garage they could see a handsome black man flexing in the mirror, wearing a tight singlet. The chalk on his hands implying a recent gymnastics routine.

“Jen! There’s my little girl turned big man!” Her dad said cutting his flexing short and heading towards Jen. Mr. Shale now was the shortest one in the family at 5’1. With his daughter at 6’0 and his wife at 5’10, the household tended to tower over him. However, he was more than happy with his new body.

“Hey dad, enjoying your gymnastics or whatever?” Jen half heartedly asked.

“Yes I am! I tell ya, being a few decades younger is great! Sure beats my beer belly and sore ankles. A 20 year old body like this is flexible. You can ask your mother if you don’t believe me.” Mr. Shale winked.

“Dad! Oh my gosh! NO! I brought Youseff here! Please don’t gross him out.” Jen screamed.

“Oh so this is the young man that’s caught my daughter’s eye. You can address me as Mr. Shale or sir. DO I make myself clear?”  Mr. Shale looked up at Youseff who just nodded. Despite the size difference between them Youseff was clearly intimidated by his dad-like tone. 

“Yes sir!”

“Good man. I guess I have you to thank for helping our dear Jen finally get some more manly clothes? For some reason she didn’t want my help with a new wardrobe.” Mr. Shale shook his head disappointed.

“Yeah! We actually had a lot of fun going to the store and finding clothes that fit. The toughest part was finding shoes in her new size.” Youseff conceded.

“Youseff!” Jen blushed. She knew it was true. With her larger feet, she realized just how difficult it was to find footwear that fit. The largest most places went up to was size 15. Her now size 18 feet were tough to find anywhere!

“Sorry babe, but it’s true. Plus you said you had a great time shopping. Like old times, remember? You said that you weren’t sure we’d find a single pair, but when we went to the Big and Tall store, they had a few shoes your size! Even sandals!” Youseff explained.

Jen just shook as her dad applauded Youseff’s resourcefulness!

Before long the family was finally all together to share a meal! Jen’s parents were loving her boyfriend, though he could see that she was clearly embarrassed throughout the whole dinner.

By the time they left Youseff was driving them back to their apartment, where he asked. “Jen? Are you alright? I… I’m guessing that night wasn’t the most pleasant for you?”

Jen just nodded and hugged her boyfriend. Her broad frame embracing him with a tight squeeze. “My parents just take a lot out of me. Before the shift they were overbearing in a different way and now… well now they are always just so comfortable in their new bodies! My mom started going to the gym almost every day with her old book club. Each of them became some kind of fitness influencer. And my dad! He won’t stop telling me how proud he is to have a son now and that I need to start acting more manly. I don’t get how they can be so well adjusted to all this! I… I thought I was getting there. With you… being this kind of man feels easy. Even more exciting at times too.”

“I do love your mustache.” Youseff noted, causing Jen to giggle.

“See. It’s stuff like that. You always make me feel like your partner… and… I guess I need more time before I start feeling like a member of my own family again and not some older hairy guy.” Jen admitted.

Youseff kissed her cheek. “I’m sorry I insisted we meet them so soon. I was so ready to take our relationship further and I was so nervous to meet them. But I forgot to consider how you were feeling about your parents. From now on, we can just focus on us.”

“I like that plan.” Jen smiled kissing back.

“Good. Maybe we can start with a pedicure tomorrow. I know you’ve been itching to try that out with your big new feet.” Youseff teased.

“Ha! These big new feet would love to get a pedicure. Maybe a foot massage later too!” Jen smiled, wiggling her big toes. When she was with Youseff she realized, maybe she could get used to this big body.

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Awkward Tales - Vignette 3: The Perfect Girlfriend

Vignette 1: The Nervous Flirt

Vignette 2: Athletics Run in the Family

“FUCK YEAH! That’s a 10 player Kill Streak! LET’S GOOOOOO!” Came the deep manly voice next to Salvatore.

“Hey uh… Samantha? Samantha….? Sam!? Can you keep it down a bit. Game is still going. I’m trying to focus..” Salvatore murmured as he tried to get his girlfriend to settle down. 

“Sorry bro. I was too busy being locked in and carrying this match!” Sam joked back punching his arm.

Sal moaned in pain. He really wasn’t expecting this. Before the great shift he and his girlfriend had never seen eye to eye. Though their friends knew them as Sal and Samantha the iconic couple, behind closed doors they were always fighting. No matter how others idolized their seemingly perfect relationship, Sam never understood why Sal would spend so much time working out with his former frat bros or gaming online so much. She complained about him burping at meals and clogging the shower drain with his body hair! Sal even said that it was a guy thing and that she’d never understand!

But he could not have been more wrong.

Salvatore was one of the few people unaffected by the great shift. Internally he was happy about that. As a 6’1 Latino stud, he wouldn’t want to be in any other body but his own. Samantha on the other hand was part of the majority who had swapped.

Sam had found herself inside a fitness influencer known for being quite huge and hairy! When she’d texted Sal that she was a man and that they could still be together, he was a bit skeptical. He’d only ever told Sam about his bisexuality in confidence. He wasn’t even out to their friends! She even assured Sal that nothing between them had to change. However, that was proven wrong on the day she finally made it back to their apartment. She knocked so hard the door fell off its hinges. That’s when Sal came face to pecs with his new 6’7 gorilla of a boyfriend. She kicked off her size 17 shoes as she went to embrace her man! Needless to say Sal’s size 11s didn’t look very manly beside them. 

From there lots of things began to change. Sam’s normally demure and organized attitude began to fade as soon as she was in this body. She was more laid back, more casual, and more open minded to Sal’s activities. Turns out her body was a natural at working out as she began to lift far more weights at the gym than Sal had ever dreamed! Sam also got into gaming, as she started to game with Sal and his friends, all of who loved the newest bro addition to their group! She even started to get into more drinking any alcohol she could get her hands on. Before long their shared fridge was filled with beers and protein shakes!

Sal also began to change, despite not having a new body. He began to realize his girlfriend was outdoing him in all his old activities! All of his bros even mentioned how awesome Sam was! They even started hanging out with Sam without Sal on the weekends! It was now Sal that was reminding Sam to clear out the shower drain, with his much hairier body! Now Sal was the one complaining about the late night’s Sam came back. This became a new normal. 

Overtime Sal knew he had to do something to salvage his relationship with Sam before everything changed. That’s when he decided there was one part of their life as a couple they haven’t explored yet. Eventually Sal became more comfortable with his sexuality and began to experiment with Sam. Neither really knew what to do at first, with their limited experience, but it quickly became apparent that Sam would be taking control. Before Sam was a much more passive and supportive sexual partner… and now… she took charge! Every night after that Sal awoke with a sore ass and a tired body. Sal would never admit it, but he loved it! The only problem was… he couldn’t keep up with Sam. She was insatiable and could blow load after load into Sal, while Sal took hours to recover.

This awoke something in Sam though. Her new body loved to dominate! In the gym. In any game played. Even in the bedroom! And this wasn’t just reserved to Sal. Sam had suggested a few months in, that the two of them go to a bar and pick up women!

“I know you miss it Sal! Think about it. You and I. Find a hot ass woman! Take her home and then we take turns fucking her. I mean. You did say you always wanted a threesome.” Sam offered one night after gaming.

Sal was surprised! But the offer seemed nice. He had missed Sam’s more feminine form. And perhaps this was a way he could be a stud and sleep with multiple women while his girlfriend joined in! 

That was sort of how the idea went. It turns out flirting with women was another thing that Sam was better at than Sal. Her ample experience and attention to emotion she’d had as a women, never faded. This made her the most thoughtful and handsome man when it came to talking to women anywhere they went. Every night Sam came home with dozens of numbers, while women always asked Sal if they could talk to his bigger “friend”.

When the two of them finally settled on a woman they both liked, that night turned out to be very different from how Sal imagined his first threesome. It was clear that the hot redhead they’d brought home was far more interested in Sam than Sal. All of her kisses, strokes, and sexual advances were received by an over eager Sam! Not that Sam minded. There was enough of him to go around! It didn’t take long for Sam and the redhead to be fucking like rabbits, while Sal was in the corner jerking off to the hot sight of his girlfriend with another woman!

Which brings us to the present!

“Fuck yeah! MVP! I rule at this game. Hey Sal! Grab me another beer.” Sam ordered as Sal nodded and retrieved the drink. “I got a few lucky ladies coming over tonight Sal. Hope you’re ready to see my fuck their brains out. Can you try not to make too much noise when you blow your load one minute in? Last set of girls had to pause after laughing so much.  I know it’s fucking hot seeing me plow these babes, but try to hold on a little longer man.” 

Sal blushed as Sam gave him a hefty pat on the back. He never had that issue with the old Samantha, but he couldn’t deny it. Seeing Sam dominate a new girl every night was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He could only hope that he lasted a little longer this time.

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Awkward Tales - Vignette 2: Athletics Run in the Family

“Hey dad! Ready for that workout? I think this football jersey is getting a bit tight. Might need a new one later.” Kyle boomed as he bounded across the hall. The sound loud enough to cause his dad, Bill to jump!

“Oh uh… yeah sure Kyle. Maybe we skip the workout today. We could go shopping and get you new clothes.” Bill offered, gulping as he walked over to his towering son.

“Haha! Very funny dad. I know how you always said that every workout skipped, is a day wasted. I finally get it now! I just beat my PR for bench presses last week! Pretty sure I could do it again this week too if we keep at it! Now let’s go!” Kyle smiled and carried his dad to the car.

Bill sighed. Kyle wasn’t wrong. Before the great shift Bill was a retired amateur athlete. He never could quite go pro, but his passion for working out and fitness was always there. It was something he tried to inspire in his son Kyle, but it never took. Kyle was always more artsy. More sensitive. Less in the physical space and more in the mental. Bill didn’t even care that his son was interested in men, only that he tried some kind of athletic activity. Even as he was making his way through college Bill held on to hope that Kyle would find some athletic spark in his son. Something for them to bond over, but it never came… despite how many times he tried to force sports on to Kyle.

It turns out he should’ve been careful what he wished for. After the great shift, Kyle had landed into the body of a professional athlete, Dallas Turner. Now his one shrimpy son was a 6’5, 250lb titan of athleticism.  Suddenly, Kyle finally understood what his dad was talking about. Running around, lifting weights, hell even playing football. Kyle was in love! The consistent amount of fitness planning that Kyle had done in the 1 year since the great shift was more than he’d ever done in his entire life! And the results had shown! Kyle had gained over 10lbs of muscle since he’d got that body!

NFL scouts had even come around and asked him if he’d consider joining the league after he finished college! After all, a majority of former athletes were now in much smaller bodies that couldn’t play anymore. Kyle was considered a top prospect!

Meanwhile Bill was experiencing the opposite end. Where as Kyle had gotten huge from the shift, Bill was on the smaller end. Previously Bill was a proud 6’3, and now as a modest 5’0 he was seeing the world from a whole new perspective. Not only had he gotten significantly younger, now around the same age as his son, but he was not blessed with the same athletic disposition. Somehow most of his body was much smaller everywhere, but he maintained a bit of pudge around the belly, almost like a reminder of the beer belly he had once before. Only now smooth with no hair. 

Needless to say, it was clear that Bill’s new body was not built for physical activity. That didn’t stop Kyle from dragging his dad to every possible gym that was open post shift. Kyle loved testing the limits of his new strength. At first, Bill liked it too. Helping Kyle reach his physical potential is what he’d been waiting for ever since he had a son. However, the longer they worked out, the more tired Bill became. Not only from the actual exercise, but also from discovering his new sexuality at the gym with all the hot guys in the area.

Bill had gone from a sternly athletic father, to a nervous gay nerd quite quickly. His behavior became more shy and reserved. He began to understand more and more why Kyle liked things like music, art, and games compared to football. Most importantly he even understood why Kyle could never focus around his athletic peers. Every time Bill and Kyle went to the gym, Bill would get distracted after a new hunk began their workout! Kyle was too, but more so happy to show off his incredible new bod!

These thoughts raced through Bill’s mind as Kyle drove them to the gym! Bill could only hope that his secret crush was there. The handsome bearded bodybuilder was a large Arab man who was some sort of janitor in his previous life. Now this guy was second only to Kyle in the gym the more he worked out and showed of his manly body. Bill had already rubbed one out in the gym locker room thinking of him.

By the time they arrived Kyle got to working out as Bill went to refill their water bottles. Then as he joined the gym floor he was stunned to see Kyle talking to the big bearded gym crush!

“Hey dad! This is Amir! I said he could workout with us. It’ll be nice lifting with another huge guy who could keep up with my lifts. Maybe if I play my cards right with him I could invite him over for dinner.” Kyle gave his dad a confident wink.

“W-what?! I mean. Are you sure? You just met him and-” Bill sputtered as the large man came over and shook his hand. The young father was mortified. The guy he’d been obsessed with at the gym. Here? Now!? Talking to Kyle!?

Amir didn’t seem very interested talking to Bill. His banter was mostly with Kyle as they worked out. The two of them matching their routines and flexing at one another. Bill was practically seething with jealousy as Kyle and Amir tossed their sweaty workout towels at him. They were so lost in their workout and getting to know one another they'd completely forgotten about Bill.

“Hey it’s pretty nice of you to bring your little brother to workout.” Amir smiled as he spotted Kyle.

“Oh that’s my dad. He taught me everything I know about working out.” Kyle corrected, as Bill blushed.

“That so? I’ll have to thank him, because he sure made a handsome son. I hope he won’t mind seeing more of me. Especially if I’m gonna be seeing more of you.” Amir arched an eyebrow and smirked.

Bill’s hands were over his face. His son was gonna start dating his gym crush. It couldn’t get more awkward than this!

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Awkward Tales - Vignette 1: The Nervous Flirt

When the Great Shift hit the world, everyone was thrown into chaos. However, eventually society resettled into a new and more accepting form. At some point everyone would have to get used to their new bodies… right?

Well for a few individuals out there, after the great shift, they still were… adjusting. No matter how much time happened, some were cursed with an awkward new perspective in life. 

Maxwell, was nervous. More nervous than usual! Before the great shift, he had recently come out as gay to his close friends and family! While, they were all super accepting and happy for him, that didn’t solve his issues… talking to people he liked! No matter how many times he tried, he would turn into a stuttering mess whenever a hot guy was in the vicinity. He was lucky enough that his small unassuming frame meant no one could see his failures.

When the great shift happened, he thought things might be different.  New body! New me! That was the mantra he’d heard many people say as he had browsed forums and self help spaces. Turns out many people just needed a new body to reorient their social skills and  come out of their shell! At first Maxwell thought he’d be one of them!

He knew that he was a lot stronger in this body. He still wore his glasses, but these arms were no joke. Plus he didn’t have any skin issues anymore and he finally had some decent facial hair to work with! It all seemed to add up to something of a turning point for his life. 

That wasn’t the case.

Turns out a new body came with the same issues PLUS a few new ones too. Maxwell couldn’t form a straight sentence around hot guys, even newly hot guys who had never been hit on before! Even if Maxwell was just as handsome and good looking, his words fell apart at the slightest bit of attraction. Not only that, but his pool of attraction doubled. Apparently the guy he’d become was bisexual and loved flirting with men and women! So now not only did hot men make his speech a mess, but beautiful ladies did as well! A single hot woman could ruin his night if she asked for directions! A studly man asking if he wanted a drink would have him run out of the bar! No matter what seemed to happen, Maxwell was still an awkward dork.

Going from 5’5 to 6’2 didn’t help either. Now everyone could see this towering confident stud look like a complete fool! And his quick escapes were a thing of the past since every time he tried to run away he’d trip over his large size 15 feet. The last time he tried to flee from a failed flirt he knocked over two waiters and spilled 3 drinks over the person he was talking to. He needed some help. 

His friends did their best to console him, but even they had difficulty finding a clear solution. 

“Come on dude, you’ve got to stop biting your nails!” Beth, his best friend since college said after another night of failed flirting.

“I’m sorry Beth!” Maxwell whined in his new voice. Previously that expression was met with more nasally tones, but now even his wines made such flirtatious sounds when it came out of his new deep voice. “I just can’t stop thinking about that couple that asked if I wanted to join them tonight. The guy was soooo hot! He was like some kind of bodybuilder! And the girl! She could’ve been a super model. And i just froze and ran away!”

“It’s ok. I know that you want to pursue a relationship post shift. There’s no shame in striking out. Lots of people are having a hard time finding love.” Beth chimed in trying to comfort her friend.

“Easy for you to say. You and your fiance got Chris Evans and Chris Hemsworth’s bodies! And you’re still together!” Maxwell complained, burying his head in his pillow, still shirtless and showing off his impressive arms.

“I… I admit. We did get lucky. I know all our friends love Marvel, and my fiance and I are mega nerds… and the role play in the bedroom is fun and-”

“Beth!”

“Sorry! I just mean, that nothing is hopeless.  You’ll find what you’re looking for soon. And hey, if it helps you can try flirting with me and Erin tonight.” Beth offered.

Maxwell blushed… and then slowly nodded. Maybe flirting with two of his biggest celebrity crushes would solve his issue after all.

[thegreatstoryteller]

A Gift Behind Each Door

@bodyswapmischief Merry Christmas! And a Happy Annual TF Story Exchange!

Nolan should be happy. It was the holidays after all. There were bright lights hung by the houses nearby. There were surprisingly carolers singing in the cold winter snow. Hell, even the Santa by the mall kept up a happy face with all the screaming children parents had placed on his lap. 

Everyone else seemed to get the memo that Christmas was coming up and it was time to smile. But not him…. Not now.  Was it because he was just an average guy trying to make it in the city? Was it his small paunch of a belly or his shaky knees? Maybe it was his haircut that always seemed too short… or too long.  No… that wasn’t it. 

Despite having lots of people in his life Nolan often felt… alone. There were his neighbors, mostly old folks who liked to say hi to him as he came and went. Old Woman Josie was nice enough to order cookies for him that one time.  Then there was Nick, his roommate, who constantly was forgetting things. Then again Nolan let it slide each time since he always found Nick pretty cute. Sure Nolan had his own friends too. Some had even invited him to a Christmas Eve party. And of course, his family. He hated when they fought, but they always mentioned how much they loved him… If so many things were so good. So perfect… maybe the problem wasn’t anyone else. It was him. 

The last meaningful conversation he had was that mall Santa asking what was wrong… Perhaps breaking down in tears wasn’t the best answer to that question. But he did receive some helpful advice. “Be open to new things Nolan. Sometimes Christmas can be about trying something new.”

If he didn’t have his name tag on from work, he’d be a bit off put by the reference to his name. Regardless. These thoughts plagued him as he slept that night… and on the morning of the 24th he slowly awoke to his cold apartment. He really needed to talk to his roommate about getting that heater fixed. As he finally decided to get up he noticed a Christmas card had been slid under his door. Its shiny reflective paper was shaped like a standing mirror… or a door

“What the- a Christmas card? No… signature… more like a Christmas note… hm…” Nolan looked at the card as he turns it over to read the message.

Winter is a time of reflection. Your gift this year is for correction. 

Behind each new door is a new norm,  for the one you see chooses your new form. 

Each gift a happy ending, to learn from your pain. For by dawn next day your new form shall remain.  

Nolan scratched his head. “What kind of Hallmark card was this? It didn’t even rhyme. Hey Nick? Did you get me a card?” He opened up his door and saw a half open front door and a note from his roommate saying he’d be back later. Nolan sighed.

“Typical, well might as well close the door he always forgets to lock.” Nolan sighed as he walked towards the entryway. That’s when he heard a noise outside, like a bunch of boxes just fell.

“Oh biscuits. Not the presents.” The frail voice of Old Lady Josie said from across the hall. A kind woman who often kept to herself.  It wasn’t Nolan’s first instinct to head out of his apartment in pajamas to help her, but he already felt guilty thinking about it. He grabbed his door and stepped out into the hall.

All of a sudden he felt his world shift. One smooth, yet jarring motion brought him back to reality as he was staring at Old Lady Josie from a slightly higher perspective? Not only that, he realized his clothes were different. A bright green holiday sweater covered his torso… with the sleeves torn off? The white ball of a Santa hat fell in front of his face as he stumbled… But the most shocking part of these changes were the large pale arms jutting out from either side of his torso!

“Oh my stars. Carl? Is that you! I thought you said you wouldn’t be able to visit this Christmas! And wearing the sweater I got you! Oh come here dear. Help your grandma with these presents. You don’t spend all day at that gym you’re always at lifting pillows.” Josie replied with a cheery laugh. Her disposition clearly changed at the sight of what Nolan could only assume was someone she recognized. Like her grandson?

”Yeah… sure Jos- I mean… grandma?” Nolan agreed, playing along. He’d already gone outside intending to help her out anyway. And if he was having a moment out of touch with reality he didn’t want to worry this poor old woman. He easily lifted the large present shaped boxes off the floor and into Josie’s apartment, his own strength surprising. Like his own this apartment wasn’t the most spacious, but Josie did a wonderful job decorating for the holidays. A small Christmas tree hung in the corner. Each ornament was adorned with car and had small pictures of her family!  

Nolan was still admiring his new body as he set the presents under the tree. Taking in just how much he’d changed. Every motion felt new. Every breath he took, so strange and refreshing. And as he pinched his arm he smiled at how real this dream of a body had become! Nolan had actually changed!

He couldn’t help but flex as he admired his large arms and smooth manscaped form.  Whoever this Carl guy was, he was built like a bodybuilder!

“Oh Carl. Always showing off! It’s a wonder you don’t have a girlfriend yet. I remember when you were still hitting your growth spurt.” Josie reminisced as she took a seat by a lounge chair in beside the tree. “This ornament had you at just 12! Look at you with your mother. So cute! Hard to believe you shot up by a foot the next year!” 

Nolan looked on as Josie narrated an entire life in story form! Each major moment depicted on one of her many ornaments! There was a young boy she kept calling Carl… who seemed to hit a huge growth spurt and begin working out! By the time he was in college he was built like a professional football player! Though… after college there were fewer and fewer pictures… the last ornament… seemed to depict what Nolan looked like right now… But how old was this one?

“Haha and then your father! Always buying you those weights. You were so smart studying sports medicine! Let’s take a picture to commemorate the moment!” There was a bright flash that disoriented Nolan. As his eyes adjusted he could see Josie holding a new polaroid camera, that instantly displayed the shocked expression he now wore. “ Always… *yawn* so strong. Would you be a dear and turn on that space heater? I’m going to grab my blanket as I relax.” Josie said calmly with a smile.

With a nod, Nolan went over and found the space heater, but by the time he turned it on… Josie’s happy face had fallen asleep. 

Despite the short interaction… Nolan felt good. A warmth in his heart that he hadn’t felt in quite some time… it felt like for a moment… and maybe even one sided… that there was a connection. Helping Josie out… seeing that smile on her face… it felt good.

“And this body doesn’t hurt either. I feel like a dang tank.” Nolan muttered to himself as he exited Josie’s apartment. He needed to figure out more. How had this happened? Was something changing him, giving him a new body? The thought of that strange Christmas card came to mind. He needed to head back to his place and remind himself what it said. 

As he made his way back to his apartment he could hear his roommate walking around. Nick seemed to be back and on the phone with someone.

“What? You can’t make it on Christmas Eve? But I promised my roommate I’d call someone to help fix the heater!” Nick complained.

“Hey uh… Nick. Don’t freak out, but it’s me your roommaaate! Ah!” Nolan said entering his apartment once more, but feeling a familiar twinge of change. His tank-like frame shifted with the very fabric of reality as he stumbled into his home.

“Oh sorry I wasn’t expecting. Woah! Are… are you the repair man?” Nick stared at Nolan blushing.

“I.. I’m the repair man?” Nolan repeated, in disbelief. The Christmas sweater in his previous body had been swapped out for a tight shirt and tool belt. Not only that but his short cropped hair had grown out. Now it framed his face, covering his ear. He brought hush and to his face a felt some facial hair too! “Another change…. Hm…”

“Ha, um… Thank goodness man. I really needed a repairman to help fix the heater! And I wasn’t expecting one quite so… hunky.” Nick laughed putting his hand behind his head to scratch his neck while nervously laughing. Nolan had never seen his roommate like this… so giggly. So flustered. So… infatuated. Was Nick into him? 

“I see… I guess I’ll see what I can do.” Nolan said, weary of Nick’s gaze. He’d always found Nick cute. Lean build. Sensible style. Kissable lips! But Nick certainly never returned any of his frequent horny glances. Maybe a hunky repairman was more his type?

To test this theory Nolan began to make his way over to the heater and began to tinker with it. Surprisingly he figured out the issue in a few seconds! Had this body granted him more than just physical abilities but new skills as well? That was the least of his concerns though. As the warm air from the heating unit began again he had an idea to attract Nick. 

“Looks like I got the heater in working condition. Just need to run a few more tests. Hope you don’t mind, it was getting pretty warm back there.” Nolan said, reciting lines as if he was in a bad porno while he removed his shirt.  The carved frame of this buff repair man now on full display to a now trembling Nick.

“No problem sir.” Nick gulped, eyes bulging as Nolan sauntered along the apartment.  Nolan even tossed his sweaty shirt aside and from the corner of his eye, saw Nick smelling it! His roommate was obsessed. There was a sense of pride and lust forming inside Nolan. Was that what was missing from his connection with Nick? Why he felt so distant next to someone he liked? 

Nolan continued to ponder this as he made his way around the apartment, tapping on walls and casually flexing. It was almost intoxicating knowing he was putting on a show for Nick while half naked. Each casual motion now made sexy by simply being the object of his roommate’s desires. 

“Well it looks like the place is all good here. My work here is done. Hehe. Mind handing me my shirt?” Nolan asked, seeing Nick still clutching it.

“Oh yeah! Right. Thanks. I know my roommate is gonna be ecstatic when he hears the heating had been fixed. Uh… is there anyway I could repay you?”  Nick asked, swaying slightly as he made his way over to Nolan, looking into his beautiful brown eyes.  Nolan stared back. He leaned in close to Nick,  close enough that they could kiss. But that’s when an alarm went off. “Ha, sorry about that. It’s a reminder for a party my roommate invited me to… oh my roommate! I bet he’d love to meet you. I don’t think he’d believe someone so handsome stopped by to fix the heater.”

Nolan was then brought back to reality. Sure he was in a hot new body… but Nick wasn’t really seducing him… Right now Nolan was wearing a stranger’s face. Did the guy he looked like even exist? Have a name? A life?... Did it matter? That’s when he looked down to see the Christmas card he’d dropped before.

“Maybe I can come by later and discuss payment. For now. I think I better get going.” Nolan said smoothly, leaving Nick horny and confused as he picked up the card and left. 

At the moment… Nolan didn’t want to think about the prospect of his crush not accepting the real him… or the fact that he may have just turned down his one and only chance to romance Nick! Instead he embraced the cold air when he left the apartment complex. 

In his hand was the card. Once again he was reminded of the words.

Behind each new door is a new norm,  for the one you see chooses your new form.

That line. Every time he’d entered a room… he’d changed into someone else. Not just anyone else…. A helpful grandson to old woman Josie… a hunky handyman to fix Nick’s heater… someone they wanted to see. If that was true it would be something Nolan would have to test out.

He decided he’d make a few stops on his way to his Christmas Eve party. First he walked into a  coffee shop. It was quite busy in there and nothing changed. He was still in the handsome body of the repair man. Then he walked to somewhere more secluded, a local bookstore that was closing early for the day. As soon as he entered he felt his body change again!

Darker tones ran through his skin as his once straighter hair curled and expanded. Glasses framed his new face as a small Christmas hat appeared on his head. A bright red jolly jacket wrapped around his frame, that leaned out significantly. Soon he looked more like a handsome Hallmark nerd holding a book! Causing the checkout worker behind the counter to blush at the sight of him.

“I think I get it now.” Nolan smiled, exiting the store before he could interact with anyone inside. He slowly began to test the limits of the new gift he’d been given. Everytime he entered a new place with multiple people, he’d stay the same. But if it was just one person, then he’d change to somehow become the ideal person they’d wanted to see in that moment!

He found a few locations quite entertaining! A closed down ice rink had a security guard stationed nearby. When Nolan entered that doorway he became a handsome figure skater!

Then he found a nearby bar that wasn’t getting much traffic. He presumed the big burly bartender might be waiting for a hot woman! To his surprise, Nolan entered that bar and his head brushed against the ceiling!

He wasn’t just big, he was a giant! Towering over the 6’6 burly bartender, who now looked at him with awe and attraction, Nolan guessed he was about 6’9 or 6’10! Each step taken, shook the entire bar and made the man behind the counter tremble. The new black Santa boots he wore were probably size 18! Nolan looked down, and could see the large arms bursting free from the loose Santa vest he now wore. When he finally took a seat at the bar he could hear the barstool strain, as if not used to supporting that much weight in pure muscle!

“Hey, I’m headed to a party later. Mind wrapping up a nice bottle of something I can share with my friends?” Nolan asked, his voice deeper and more commanding than what he expected. Every syllable dripping with dominance and command. The bartender could only silently nod and practically whimpered as he wrapped up a nice bottle of their most expensive alcohol!

“Thanks man,” Nolan said taking the gift and not even bothering to pay. Instead he took his big black boots and sexy Santa outfit and marched right out the door. Despite wearing such revealing clothes, his big body seemed to produce enough heat that he didn’t mind walking through the freezing temperatures through the snow. The more he understood his power, the more he was beginning to feel more confident. Certainly confident enough to go to the party, and test a theory. 

“If Josie wanted to see her grandson… if Nick wanted a sexy guy to fix the heater… what will my friends think of me?” Nolan thought to himself. On the one hand, he wanted to see who else he could become! He was even curious how a few of them would receive his new large body if he didn’t change! However, another more insecure part… was hoping one of them would want to see… him. Normal Nolan. 

And so he arrived. He knocked on the door of his friend’s party? Diane his old friend from college opened the door, with a collection of former co workers and neighbors behind her.

“Ho, ho, ho.” Nolan said, extending his gift. “I brought something to drink. 

For a second, he wasn’t sure how Diane and his friend’s would respond. They all stared at him stunned! Then a cheer erupted from the party! Music started playing and Diane welcomed this handsome huge stranger inside.

“Wow! Who brought the bodybuilding Santa?”

“Don’t know but he’s cute!” “Cute? More like sexy. If he wasn’t so big I’d think he was a Santa stripper!”

“Whoever he is he’s gonna be the talk of the party!”

And so Nolan began to enjoy the party! Night had fallen and he was enjoying  every second mingling with his friends. There was something freeing about being a popular stranger amongst people you knew. Folks who only passively knew him in the past were now much more eager to get to know the towering hunk who brought top of the shelf drinks! People he knew intimately were even clamoring over each other just to sit next to him and say hi! The attention! The fun! The Christmas cheer! It was all exactly what he wanted!

Then… why did he keep wondering why he couldn’t have felt this way as himself? If he had come to this party normally would he have had as much fun? Or would his sour mood have spoiled the night? Was all this attention just novelty for someone handsome and charismatic at the party? Insecurities welled up within him. His large stern face now scaring a few people close enough to see his expression change.

“Dang. Shame Nolan is missing this.” Came Diane. Nolan perked up at the mention of his name as others discussed.

“Yeah! He would’ve loved seeing this big guy.”

“Hope he’s coming!”

“Think he’s gonna bring Nick?” “Totally ship those guys!”

“Oh come on, just because he’s gay?”

“No! I think they’re low key crushing on each other!”

The longer he listened the more he realized. While it was fun being the new guy, with no expectations and pure potential to his friends… his original presence… his normal self… was still being missed. 

“I gotta go.” Nolan boomed, shoving aside a few people, literally trying to hang on his arm. He practically stormed to the door to leave, banging his head hard on the door frame, still not getting used to his massive size!

The large man stumbled outside into the snow. His frame now not just weighed down by sheer size, but with emotion.

“I need… I need someone who wants to see me! Someone who could change me back! I want to be me again!” He boomed as he ran down the street!

His mind raced to think about what to do. “Should I take someone from the party aside? Find a room with just the two of us? No… seemed like anyone alone with someone so huge would just want to see more of me like this… Nick? No..  Nick would be too horny thinking about the repair man… as much as I wished he thought of me like that… Wait. My family! I gotta get back to my old place.”

Nolan knew that despite everything his family would want to see him! Not some over muscled brute or sexy guy. He could rely on them to hold it together long enough to restore his original body!

It wasn’t everyday people saw a Santa the size of Arnold Schwartzanager running through the city. But given his large legs and incredible strength he covered the ground quickly. In less than an hour he had already crossed the entire town and made it to the suburbs he once grew up. In truth he hadn’t visited often. Everything looked a lot smaller than he remembered… but that could also be because he was a lot taller than before. 

When he saw his childhood home at the edge of the street he smiled in nostalgia. 

“Some things never change.” He sighed in relief. He stepped up to the door, nervous to knock and be welcomed in… but as his large fist hit the door… there was silence… No one answered. Worried he pulled up the spare key under the mat and entered. 

The house… a bit of a mess. It didn’t help that Nolan’s wide wingspan and clumsy large body kept knocking things over, like the mail that had piled up on the table or the messy arrangement of boxes on shelves. Looking around he shivered at the sight… a few empty wine glasses… half eaten dinner… he recalled the times his parents fought… how they’d yell.. How they’d leave till the next morning to make sure they cooled off… and now they weren’t there. 

Nolan checked the time inside the house… 11: 58 PM… it was almost the next day… he remembered the rhyme. 

Each gift a happy ending, to learn from your pain. For by dawn next day your new form shall remain. 

He was running out of time. He was about to be trapped as a complete stranger to his friends and family. Tears began to form around his eyes as he walked around the halls he grew up in. Memories of wishing to be cool. To be brave. To be huge…. Childhood fantasies that he… certainly was living up to now.

Nolan slunk over to his bedroom… the one he hadn’t visited in years… his parents still kept it nice and tidy… even when he hardly visited. He collapsed on to his bed. The mattress springs strained as the bedframe cracked under his new weight. Even his new feet dangled off the end, as a sign he was too big for this room. 

He was alone. No one hear to help him… no one here to say goodbye. All he had was worry. Worry that the last remnants of who he was, were about to slip away.

“Wait… I’m alone… and… and….”

for the one you see chooses your new form.

Those words echoed again in his head. Could… it be that simple? At the strike of midnight, with tears flooding his eyes, Nolan looked to his side as his eyes met his bedroom mirror.

A bright flash engulfed the room and suddenly Nolan found himself waking up.

==========

“Merry Christmas Nolan.” A voice said.

He opened his eyes, afraid of what he might see… and saw Nick!?

“Nick? What are you doing here?” Nolan asked. “Am… Am I dreaming? I had the weirdest dream.” But then he looked around… he was still in his childhood home… and Nick was sitting in a small chair. “Or… maybe I am still dreaming.”

“Haha no… you’re awake. I wanted to check in on you after yesterday. I… I know things got a bit weird… I mean you came in helping to fix the heater… you were just so sexy and assertive and I made it weird by just ogling you… I wanted to say sorry. When I heard you went to the party and rushed out, I was worried something I did upset you. So when you didn’t come home last night… I wanted to see if you were ok. I came here and  your parents said you collapsed on your bed before they arrived home. I’m just glad you’re ok.” Nick explained.

Nolan looked at him oddly. Was what Nick was saying true. He remembered NOLAN fixing the heater? People remembered Nolan at the party? Had all of the changes… been just a dream?

However, as he looked down… something was different. He was still dressed in his modest sweater and pants… only now… he was still huge! His large socked feet hung nearly a foot off the too small bed and a powerful build could be seen straining the once roomy sweater. Looking in the mirror Nolan saw… an amalgamation of the men he’d seen before… The sharp jaw of Josie’s grandson, the sexy facial hair of the repairman, the darker skin of the bookstore patron, the huge frame and powerful build he received at the bar. He had somehow retained ALL the aspects of the men he’d become. 

“Anyway… I just wanted to say… I got you something… I think you already know… but… here’s the gift.” Nick said, handing him a picture frame. Inside was a picture of the two roommates on the first day they moved in together.

In the original picture Nolan remembered, Nick and him were struggling to lift a couch as Diane took the picture… in this new reality… the picture showed Nick sitting on a couch as Nolan lifted it through the door. Both were smiling and having a great time.

“I really like you Nolan.. I know I haven’t let you get a word out, but… well… I wanted to know I really care about you.”  Nick confessed.

“I… I… I’m so happy to see you!” Nolan said, tears in his eyes, pulling in Nick a lot tighter than either of theme expected and burying his tear filled face into his shoulder. “I really like you too Nick… I… I had felt so alone lately and.. I was afraid I was losing you and everyone else in my life and… I’m just really glad you’re here.”

“Nolan…” Nick trailed off.

“Yean?” Nolan replied slowly lifting his head.

“You’re crushing me.” Nick coughed.

“Oh shit! Sorry!” Nolan gasped.

He released Nick as the two shared a laugh. Nolan was relieved. Not only knowing he was still himself… to an extent, but also because after all this he realized why he had felt so alone. Despite feeling so isolated… so strained.. So estranged… He never talked about the tension in his relationships… He didn’t exactly see healthy examples of that growing up… thinking back to his parents. Nick clearly had wanted to express his feelings for awhile. Diane clearly wanted him at the party. Even Josie wanted someone to spend a few Christmas moments with.

And so that’s what Nolan tried to do going forward. He celebrated Christmas morning with his family. Nolan was doing his best to express his feelings to his parents, but he was occasionally distracted as he saw the pictures once holding his original self, now updated to show his new large body through the ages. 

“I can’t believe I was that big graduating.” Nolan had commented seeing one picture of him towering over a teacher he had forgotten.

“Yeah! We were afraid you’d  be too big starting high school, but you fit in with the seniors the very first day you started. Became captain of the football team too! Great start to your freshman year!” His dad explained as Nolan looked at him shocked. Perhaps this new reality had more for him to get used to still.

When they were done Nick and Nolan returned back to their place, with Nick borrowing an older sweatshirt from Nolan’s room that was so large it hung off of him like a blanket! They ran into Josie who thanked Nolan for helping her with the boxes. She even showed Nolan her latest christmas ornament showing him and her together! Nolan laughed as he saw his same confused expression now depicting his new face.  He was honored to hang it on the tree with Josie!

Later on he called up Diane and apologized for leaving her party early. 

“No problem Nolan. Just glad you are ok. And Nick texted me already! Are you two dating now!?” Diane inquired as Nolan filled her in on the events of this morning. 

As Nick and Nolan curled up on their shared couch in the apartment, the fixed heater warmed the room.

“Nick… I have to ask… it was a lovely frame you got me. I love the picture… but did you get me a card to go with it? I found an odd one earlier.” Nolan wondered, thinking Nick could be behind all this 

“Just the frame. Why?” Nick looked back at Nolan with curiosity.

At that moment Nolan could swear he heard sleigh bells outside their window and smiled.

“No reason. I think I got everything I wanted this Christmas.” Nolan smiled, as he leaned in to kiss his new boyfriend. 

[thegreatstoryteller]

Classic Costume Party

You've all seen it before right? I mean it's common place at this point. Everyone has that one friend every year who throws that Magical Costume party every Halloween, where people who go there turn into exaggerated versions of their costume.

What? You haven't been to one? Well then I guess it's your lucky day! You can be my plus one. But since it's your first time let me give you a run down on my friends. You wouldn't want to wear the same outfit as them after all. I'll give you the who's who of costumes and maybe it'll give you some inspiration.

Antonio is going as the classic sexy firefighter!

He spends all his days filing insurance claims. I'm sure for him this is some sort of reverse life fantasy. Either way he certainly makes an entrance every time he sets foot inside the party. And after the party... well let's just say the guests will be begging to rip that costume off by the end of the night. I think it's a tie between who likes his new 6 pack more, the guests or himself! The lucky pair of people he'll bring back will certainly have a memorable experience. Especially if they're a fan of Joe Manganiello.

Antonio used to just bring back a handsome guy or a flirtatious girl, but he seems to get more amped for pleasure each Halloween, so I guess I can't blame the guy for finding double the pleasure with double the fun. And I won't lie... I may have been one of those lucky guys I mentioned before. Our friend group has a motto. What Happens on Halloween, stays in Halloween.

Huh? What was that? Oh Antonio? No he's not the one responsible for changing people at the Halloween Party.

Next up is Bailey! Who could forget her. She's our resident comic book nerd. She keeps talking about making a video channel dissecting the nuances of modern superhero media, but she never gets around to it.

That being said, I'm sure you can get what her costume inspired by. Every year Bailey takes a female super hero and puts a male twist on it. I've got to say, the girl has a knack for costume design. She made it herself! Anyway her rendition of WonderMAN this year is clearly gonna be a hit. She even made her own LED light lasso for effect.

Bailey has always been a fan of the male form. Her Black Widow costume last year was even more popular if you can believe. That being said, try to stay on her good side. I'm not sure if it's the costumes giving her powers... or the self defense class she took last spring, but she's like really strong.

I told a few guys that before the party and... well they were even more into her. Just be careful ok? She's as powerful as she is crafty.

Huh? Oh no. Bailey is a nerd, but not nerdy enough to change us at the party.

Anyway next up is Carlos! Surprisingly he's going as a football player. The guy knows next to nothing about sports, but he has a thing for men in sports uniform.

Though for him, I think that's just the half of it. He could tell you the exact measurements of the guys feet and dick, but he probably wouldn't know what team the guy played for despite it being written on the jersey... Not that he keeps that on for long.

Here's a picture of him at the last party.

Yeah that's right. Wearing the same outfit as last year. How tacky. But again, can't blame him. The guy is a mousy 5'0 on most days and quite hairy. So gaining a foot and half in height and becoming a smooth pro athlete like Rob Gronkowski is like a dream come true. As soon as he changes he ditches the jersey and flexes his large 6'6 frame. He stomps around in his size 16 feet and parties like no tomorrow!

I don't have the heart to tell him that Gronk is a retired athlete now so the costume makes a little less sense, but hey, the guy seems to love it. Who am I to take it away from him?

Alright. You must be thinking, surely this guy is responsible for the changes... no it's not him. Though he thanks me for it every year.

Yeah that's right. It's me.

Like my Ken costume? Haha I really liked the Barbie movie and wanted to stand out this year. Nice to meet you, I'm Denny. By day an average guy who discovered he could use magic on Halloween! By night well, I'm a whoever I want to be.

I've tried on countless bodies over the years and every year I happen to make a new friend to invite to my costume parties. So how about it, doing anything tonight? No? That's great! One last question.

What's your costume gonna be?

[petew21-blog]

Threesome

The fashion magazines were becoming a thing of the past after covid. Many company realised that they still can have many employees without paying the rent for offices. But CosmoGuy remained.

That’s where two friends, Lucas and Elias eventually met. They probably wouldn’t have ever spoken to each other, if it wasn’t for the working environment. But they found out that they understood each other pretty well. They were both into fantasy and videogames, but Lucas was a straight  muscular, gym addict with a fiancée, while Elias was a homosexual slim, nerd and single.

They shared an office next to their boss, being writers and assistants at the same time, which meant that they spent a lot of time with each other, talking about all kinds of stuff. At first they both shared just superficial information, but eventually they became good friends and got to know each other.

Monday 21st October, 10:34 AM

Lucas and Elias had a pretty boring morning ahead of them. The boss went for vacation, but they still had to come to the office. Obviously, they finished their job quite swiftly and proceeded to talk.

Lucas:”I brought beer.”

Elias:”Drunk at work, that’s something I am not really keen on doing.”

Lucas:”Come on, man. You know she’s not gonna come today. Let’s enjoy it then. You never wanna go out with me, so we gotta bring the party here.”

Elias thought about it for a while, but Lucas’s cute face and the hinted motive of potential closer interaction was worth it. Elias grabbed the bear. “Cheers, man.”

They proceeded to talk about their free time. Lucas talked about gym, which Elias didn’t really listen to, but he kept staring at his gorgeous face and occasionally his body. He checked out his Instagram page from time to time, whenever he needed a jerk-off material. But he had to admit, he had a big crush on Lucas. Unfortunately he was straight and there was no chance he would ever want him.

Lucas:”… and after I finish I usually go back home to fuck my fiancé.”

Elias nervously replied:”That sounds great man.”

Lucas:”Yeah… well. To be honest there has been something missing lately and the sex wasn’t as good as before. We talked about it with Chloe.”

Elias:”Yeah? And what did you come up with?” he said and took a big sip of the bear he was holding. He felt the tension in the room building up, but he wasn’t sure If it wasn’t only him that felt it.

Lucas:”Well, Chloe admitted that she wants to do some role playing. We tried, but when it’s only the two of us, we tend to laugh it off. You know. So, would you like to try threesome with us?”

The bear Elias had in his mouth and neck suddenly flew out threw his nose. He started choking as the bear poured on the ground.

Lucas:”Easy, man. You ok?”

Elias’s face was red and wet. He tried to catch his breath. “Yeah… eh. I’m sorry, what did you just say?”

Lucas:”Look, man. I noticed how you looked at me and you even liked some random old photos on my insta where I flex, so I figured you might want to join. I showed Chloe your photo and she agreed. So it’s up to you.”

Elias couldn’t believe what was happening. Lucas knew about his crush and he wanted to have sex with him? This was a nightmare and a dream come true at once. He looked deep in the eyes of the man he desired.

Elias:”I’m in.”

Monday 21st October, 10:57 PM

Elias was pacing on the sidewalk. What if its some sort of a prank? What if they just take photos of him while he undresses? He wasn’t as hot as Lucas, so why would Chloe pick HIM? The door buzzed and Elias was let in.

He pushed to button for the elevator and waited. The door opened and Lucas was already there in a tank top and sweatpants.

Lucas:”Hey, maaaan. I’m so happy you came. Come on in!”

Lucas pressed the button with number 9 and the elevator started moving.

Lucas:”Are you nervous?”

Elias:”A bit. I have never done this.”

Lucas:”No worries. We won’t judge you at all. Try to enjoy it as much as you can. And be gentle.” Lucas winked. Elias wasn’t really sure what the comment was supposed to mean, but hopefully no one would force him to fuck Chloe. Sex with a girl didn’t excite him. But if Lucas was kissing him while he was doing that, then maybe.

They entered the appartement. It was really clean and spacious. Chloe entered the hall in her pink night robe.

Chloe:”Oh, hello. You must be Eric.”

Lucas:”Elias.”

Chloe:”Oh right, sorry. I’m so bad with names.”

Elias:”It’s fine. It’s nice to meet you, Chloe. You have a lovely home.”

Chloe:”And even more lovely bedroom. Wanna check it out?” she came closer and tried to take his hand, but Elias moved away from her nervously.

Elias:”Could you maybe point me to a bathroom? I don’t wanna be lost later on.”

Chloe had an irritated grin on her face. “Sure, just to the right behind the corner. First door. You can’t miss it.”

Elias entered the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. “What the fuck am I doing here?” he splashed cold water on his face and stared at himself. He could hear Chloe and Lucas talking in the hallway.

Chloe:”You said he would be into it.”

Lucas:”Just give him some time. You’d be nervous too if you were in his place.”

Chloe:”Fine.”

Elias came back to meet them, but the light in the hallway was off and the only light on was in the bedroom. He entered and saw Lucas and Chloe sitting on the bed.

Chloe:”Come Elias. We have a glass of champagne for you.”

Elias:”I’m not really su…”

Lucas:”Drink up, man. It will calm you. You’ll see.”

They drank their glasses. Elias felt really weird. His world was spinning. He had to sit down. Did they drug him? He was sitting next to Chloe. She put his head in her lap. He could feel a different head touching the top of his, but he didn’t really care about that. He wanted the vertigo to stop.

Suddenly all was good again. He felt Chloe’s hand in his hair. It felt really nice.

Chloe:”So are you ready, boys?”

“Hell yeah, baby.” A very familiar voice responded, but it wasn’t Lucas. Elias opened his eyes and turned to see the face. His face. He jumped up.

Elias:”What the fuck?! What’s happening? Did you drug me?”

Chloe:”Calm down. Everything is fine. Nothing will happen to you. This is fully reversible.” She got up and tried to get close to him, grabbing his arm

Elias:”Reversible?! What are you…” as he pulled away his arm from Chloe, he noticed that something was very wrong. That wasn’t his arm. The arm now was significantly hairier, wider and tanned. Both of his arms were. He looked down. He was wearing a tank top and under the tank top were large protruding pecs.

Elias:”What did you do to me?”

Lucas:”Come with me, it’s gonna be easier.”

His own body grabbed his hand and took him in front of the mirror.

Elias felt sick. His own body didn’t respond to his actions, instead next to him was a reflection of Lucas, which mimicked every single moved. Lucas touched his scruffy face and his now longer hair.

Lucas:”Pretty cool, right?”

Elias:”How…”

Lucas:”That’s not really important. The important thing is, that we have a very horny woman in the bed waiting for us. So shell we give her some attention? LUCAS?”

Elias looked back at his face, now smiling, but there was something different. He now looked more confident. More manly. He turned around and was faced with naked Chloe. Lucas pushed him closer and forced him to put a hand on Chloe’s tits.

Lucas:”They’re great, right Lucas?”

Elias couldn’t believe what was happening. He was standing in the body of his crush, holding a breast of his fiancé, while Elias was in his body smiling at him and holding his shoulder.

Lucas:”Come on, tiger. Her pussy is hungry. You can’t keep her waiting.”

There was a strange overwhelming thrill in Elias’s mind. He found Chloe attractive. Not only that. His dick was hard. No, Lucas’s dick was hard. And it was fucking HUGE. And Lucas’s body wanted to fuck Chloe. Elias was gay, why would he even do that. He had to stop.

Before he could come up with a plan how to stop it, his body already undressed Chloe and with Lucas’s help even his own. He was now on top of Chloe. Chloe screamed Lucas’s name and begged to be fucked hard.

Elias moved his body and slid his new dick in her pussy. He knew what to do, or at least his body did. But he could feel the thrill, the horniness. The head of his cock was making slow moves there and back, giving him insane amounts of pleasure. Elias looked to the left where his body sat on a chair next to them, observing them and jerking off his small dick. Normally he would scream at him to stop, especially since he didnt even ask. He was really sensitive about his body, but he was indisposed with a much better activity. He was pounding Chloe senselessly. Chloe screaming in pleasure. Lucas jerking off. Elias was squeezing Chloe’s breasts, making out with her. And then it happened. He came into her.

Elias collapsed next to Chloe. They both hyperventilated, while Elias was sucking on Chloe’s breast, fondling them.

Lucas got up and sped up with the jerking off and then he shot streams of cum on Elias. Even though it was technically his cum, he was disgusted. Another man came on his torso. His borrowed torso. Wait, he never disliked a gay sex, hell he is gay. What was happening?

Lucas:”You better go clear me up, man. Don’t want to have your cum on me for too long. Haha.”

Elias got up and left for the bathroom. He still couldn’t believe the whole situation. He was Lucas. He was looking at his body, that hot body he used to jerk off to on Instagram. He flexed and posed. “Fuck, I look hot!”. He observed his now flaccid, but still pretty big dick. Waaaay bigger than his own. “What a body”

Before he returned to the bedroom he waited if he could eavesdrop some more.

Chloe:”… so even if I do this?”

Lucas:”I mean it feels nice, but not as much as in my body. I’m telling you, I’m still straight, but damn this body is SO gay for my body. I would honestly want to suck off my dick if he told me to.”

Chloe:”Look at our little fag with a teen tiny dick. Haha. I’m so proud of for fulfilling my fantasy.”

Lucas:"How small do you think it is? It's not even 2 Inches, right? Look at it."

Elias entered the room. Chloe was lying next to his body. They eyed him as he entered. Smiling mischievously.

Lucas:”Hello, handsome. Hungry for more, right?”

Chloe:”It seems you enjoyed it. Did you?”

Elias:”Yeah… I did.” He was back to his nervous self, but still in his new muscular body.

Lucas:”Before we switch, could you give us a show?”

Chloe:”Oh come on, Lucas. Don’t be so self-centred. I am hungry, so let’s get on with this.”

They drank the champagne again and swapped as before. Elias felt so strange as he was back in his body, as if someone has taken his favourite toy from him.

Tuesday 22nd October, 9:02 AM

Elias was nervously biting his nails, sitting behind a computer. Lucas was late. Suddenly the door swung open and Lucas entered. He was wearing his suit and holding two cups of coffee.

Lucas:”Good morning!”

Elias:”Where the hell have you been? I was worried that I would have to cover for you.”

Lucas:”Relax, she’s still on vacation. No one’s gonna know.” He winked and sat to his desk. “Man, I feel so exhausted after the swap, don’t you? Ah right. YOU were just jerking off, while MY body was working my ass off. Hahaha”

Elias:”Shhhh. What if anybody hears.”

Lucas:”No one will know or believe us, don’t worry.”

Elias:”Lucas, I feel different after yesterday. I mean a bit more confident.”

Lucas:”Who wouldn’t be after being in my body.”

Elias:”I’m serious.”

Lucas:”Yeah, that’s the after effect of the swap. The strong qualities are partially transferred for a while. Sometimes they take over, but it depends on a person. For example, I can’t stop thinking about sucking my own dick.”

Elias:”Are you saying you’d be into swapping again?”

Lucas smiled and handed him a coffee. “I’m saying you should drink you latté and meet me in the bathroom.” He sipped his coffee and left

Elias was back I Lucas’s body. He grabbed his growing bulge over the pants. "Much better."

He waited in the bathroom, while his body entered the stall.

Lucas:”Hello, BIG boy. Long time no see.”

He unbuckled his belt, unzipped the pants and pulled out Elias throbbing dick, sucking him dry.

Thursday  24rd October, 9:29 PM

Elias was invited to their apartment again. The night progressed just like the last time, except after Elias licked Chloe’s vagina and Lucas sucked his old cock, while jerking off his tiny one and all three came, Chloe came up with an idea. Alle three o them, naked, hugging each other. Sweat drops on their bodies, mixing on the surface.

Chloe:”No more champagne tonight, boys:”

Elias:”What do you mean?”

Chloe:”I want you to continue the roleplay. You’re still Lucas and he’ll stay as Elias. You both will go to work and show off your new bodies, pretending to be the other one.”

Lucas:”Cool with me, if it turns you on, babe.” He said and kissed his old shoulder, his hand travelling to his old butt cheeks.

Elias:”So we’ll swap back tomorrow night and just live each other’s life?”

Chloe:”Yeah. You both know each other’s routines quite well, so it shouldn’t be hard for you.”

Lucas:”I’ll show you how to work out and tomorrow at work, we’ll do what we normally do.”

The two of them headed out to the nearby gym, that was opened 24/7. Elias couldn’t help but admire his body in the mirror again, while Lucas worked out, but observed Elias. Elias struggled to understand some machines, but Lucas gave him a detailed explanation and even showed him how to do it. They parted their ways and headed to their homes.

Friday 25th October, 7:50 AM

Lucas was early at the office, waiting for his body to arrive. He could feel that Elias’s body was nervous. He watched joyfully as he saw his body enter the office with a very confident look, his T-shirt unbuttoned and his dick outline showing. He could see that the night in his body made Elias feel more comfortable than before. Elias sat down a spredded his legs to make room for his hard dick.

Elias:”Sup”

Lucas:”Don’t over act, man. I don’t talk like that.”

Elias:”You do now, BRO. You shouldn't talk to me like that, with that tiny dick of yours."

Lucas:”Ew, ok sidenote for myself to never say that. And it's your dick, just to remind you."

Elias:"Seriously, how do you walk with this thing? It's so huge and I got hard even by the friction of the fabric. How do you even sit comfortably with it? It's so tight.

Lucas:"You get used to it.m and I usually don't wear these tight pants that show the outline of my dick to everyone."

Elias couldn't help but grin while lucas said that.

Elias:"Must be a relief to be a 2incher now. Haha"

Lucas:"You're teasing yourself, man. I don't care about that." But Lucas couldn't help, bit feel embarrassed by the size of his penis, even if it wasn't his.

They worked for a while, but Elias left after someone gave him a call and didn’t come back for 3 hours. Lucas sent him bunch of texts, but no answer.

Elias came back and was smiling from ear to ear.

Lucas:”Where the hell have you been?”

Elias:”Ehh, I… heh. I was asked to be a model for a photoshoot here in the building.”

Lucas:”What?”

Elias:”Yeah. Turns out that I might have a talent for that.”

Lucas:”No, you have my body, that’s why.”

Elias:”But they never asked you, did they?” that hit Lucas in the feelings. Elias was right. He knew that Lucas tried to model before, but he wasn’t interesting enough for them, it seems that something in Elias might have sparked the interest now.

Lucas observed as his body made a deal with his colleagues to transfer to model and couldn’t believe he didn’t say anything. He was so impressed, scared and aroused at the same time. He wanted to suck that dick right now at the spot. But he wanted his body as well. To enjoy the hard earned muscles.

Sunday 27th October 8:36 AM

Chloe:”Good morning, boys. I prepared a breakfast for you.”

Elias:”Yumm, looks delicious. But I’m hungry for a tight wet pussy.” He grabbed Chloe and pulled her to the bed.

Lucas:”Come on, can’t you let me sleep?”

Chloe:”Wake up, tiny dick. We wanted to talk to you about something.”

Lucas opened his eyes, frustrated by all the name calling. He looked up at the sight of his body and Chloe on top of him. He wasn’t that thrilled about Elias being him anymore. Maybe it was jealousy, but at the same time Elias’s body was really into his body and he like that. He could enjoy his body in a way he never could before.

Lucas:”Ok, what’s up.”

Elias:”You should move in. We could use that one rent for more fun stuff.”

Lucas:”Wait, what do you mean that I SHOULD move in?”

Chloe:”You’re doing a great job as Elias, Lulu. And Elias is freaking great as you. He found you a better paying job and the sex… you know. He doesn’t have issues to get hard. And since you now don't even need to be hard with your tiny dick..."

Lucas:”Chloe you said you wouldn’t talk about that.”

Chloe:”Sorry, just stating facts. But I love you both. I think we would make a great throuple as they say. What do you say?”

Lucas really wanted to think this through, but he couldn’t focus, because his old body flexed his arm in his face and showed off his hard cock as well. All Lucas could think about was how to push Chloe away to suck that dick.

Elias:”Come on ELIAS. You know you want this.” He pulled down the foreskin of his dick for Lucas to see.

Lucas:”Fine, whatever. Give that HUGE cock to me!”

Elias couldn't believe how lucky he was. He got a fine body, beautiful girlfriend, basically became bisexual in the process and now he has his own personal cocksucker with his TINY dick, who he can humiliate with his lovely girlfriend. Life is not so bad afterall.

Another great request by @swappwas

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Turning 30

The Great shift was a huge time in many people’s lives. Especially those with birthdays who fell around the time of the great shift. Some turning 18, others turning 80! But still others had their hearts set on a time in their life that was quite pivotal. However, because of the shift some may have to wait a little longer to reach that milestone, while others have jumped leaps and bounds beyond it!

Harvey Singh (30 years old)

Fuuuck my head… and my clothes apparently. Damn. This is not what I imagined turning 30 would be like! 

Before the world went insane, I was so close! The damn great shift just had to happen right before my birthday. I was working at this law firm, a pretty shady place at first. Lots of scummy people taking advantage of others, but my boss was trying to turn it around! We kicked out those idiots who were causing trouble, got them arrested! I was gonna get promoted and help lead the charge for helping others… but not anymore.

The great shift landed me inside of Skyler Marlo! 18 year old quarterback for the local university. And right after a big party too. I couldn’t find a stitch of clothes to fit my new larger body. I was really lucky this frat house I woke up in had a towel nearby. But that was just the beginning of my nightmare. 

You see that smile of distress? Yeah that’s me. Instead of writing briefs and taking on clients in need, I’m here on the football field. Apparently after the upheaval the shift caused people are having trouble verifying identities and gaining access to their property/funds. That’s totally something I could be helping with! Instead I'm stuck back in the life of a teenager again. I wasn't a big fan of 18 last time I was in college.

The only thing that could get me after the shift was taking on this guy’s college scholarship. It gives me a place to stay and access to their college library, but I had to join the college football team. Some organizations like college athletics don’t seem to care who is shifted or not! As long as they got the players they need to draw in a crowd, they seemed perfectly content letting anyone play. Though who can blame them. If they saw me before I doubt they’d want some angry short king running their drills. No… now I’m not the 5’0 Indian guy who got overlooked in school. I look the picture of boy next door prom king that rules the college. 6’2, 195lbs of lean muscle, and size 15 feet. That last one took awhile to get used to! Finding cleats that size was the hardest part of this change. 

So here I am, sweating it out day after day to maintain my scholarship, while I wait for the day I’m recertified with my state’s bar! Once I’m a lawyer again I swear I’ll help out others like me forced to cling on to new lives while the system sorts things out. It sucks having to practice every day and do all these drills and grunt work! The college even has me posing for their promotional material to draw in bigger crowds at the game! Who would want this kind of life?!

Then again… it’s already been a few months… I may as well get used to college life… I was a nerdy brown kid my last run in college, mostly studying and doing what my parents wanted… now at least I can get a look at how the athletes lived… That frat did ask me if I wanted to join… I guess it couldn’t hurt to have a little fun while I wait to get my life back.

After all, I do get pretty excited after an intense practice, and judging by some of the looks from my teammates, I may not be the only one eager to get to know my new body better. 

Phil Inver (30 years old)

People need to learn how to relax. I don’t know what the big deal is. So a bunch of people swapped bodies. What’s there to worry about? See me? I don’t have a care in the world. When I was turning 30 doctors told me I was overweight and at risk of diabetes, my work would always be on me for not applying myself, and my girlfriend said I was always too lazy in our relationship! 

But my mindset since the shift hasn’t changed! It landed me in this nice smooth and lean body! I’m glad that this guy kept in such good shape. Having actual abs is insane! Same for these toned arms! I’m not sure if he’s the shaving kinda guy or if he’s naturally smooth, but it sure as hell beats taking care of an unruly beard and body hair!

Turns out now that I look like this people are a bit more receptive to my ideals! Doctors say my heart is as healthy as a horse! Says my stress free lifestyle is a large part of that! My work? They now say my chill attitude makes things a lot more zen around the office. Guess they don’t care I don’t get too much done whenever I flash them a smile. And my girlfriend… or my boyfriend as he goes by now, certainly thinks I’m taking an active role in the bedroom. Who knew that my new stud of a boyfriend had a thing for Asian guys!?

So what am I gonna do now? Listen to music, chill as my boyfriend showers, and wait out the day as normal. Sure I’m turning 30, but it’s just another day in paradise for me! Oh what’s that? This body is only 21? Even better! I’ve got plenty of time to relax before I turn 30.

Devon Lin (30 years old)

So I was a bit nervous about turning 30. I feel like I haven’t really done all the things I wanted… and all my friends were joking saying it’s all downhill after that. I wasn’t dealing the best with the stress… Well like it or not the shift had me face that hurdle a few year further than I expected.

And I gotta say. It’s not as bad as I thought it was gonna be. Sure I’m a bit older, but hell  I look a hell of a lot more manly! Could it be that the shift landed me in a handsome 37 year old with a built body, tan skin,  and perfect beard? Maybe… but hey. Age is just a mindset… but these muscles sure aren’t! Boom!

You like that? So do the guys at the bar! They keep insisting I don’t shave my chest or pit hair too. I think I could pull off that look. That being said, I think anything looks good on a 6’5 stud like me. Tall, dark, and handsome all the way!

Before I would jump around from job to job. Bartender, janitor, waiter, and housekeeper, but lately I’ve found my job as a bouncer at the local bar a lot more rewarding. You’d be surprised how many fights stop once I take my shirt off and start playing pool with the patrons. I’ve won nearly every game of billiards I’ve played! Though I have the sneaking suspicion it may be due to the guys staring more at me than the balls.

Guess that’s one of the benefits to working at a chill gay bar! You know, I was always a bit insecure about my body and experimenting sexually. Being a shorter gay man with a chip on his shoulder would do that to you. Now… well let’s just say now I feel like I’ve got a lot more confidence! I may have missed my 30th birthday, but I think I know how I’m gonna spend my 38th!

Marcus Garcia (30 years old)

They say when you get older you begin to value things differently. Honestly I didn’t know what to expect when I turned 30. Was I supposed to be wiser all of a sudden? Have a plan for things? In truth plenty of people younger than me had their life together compared to me. Partners. Kids. A stable job. A house.

In short. I thought I had more time. But we don’t always get to choose how fast life comes at us. I mean look at me. Didn’t expect the shift to make me 55.

Losing 25 years of my life was definitely not the easiest. The great shift nearly tears the world apart and I’m running for my life looking like retirement is right around the corner. That first day was definitely a wake up call that I did not have the same stamina that I used to. In that opening week of the shift I was pretty much running on adrenaline and coffee wherever I could get it. I took lots of naps just to stay sane. 

As the days went on and society slowly readjusted to some version of normal, I began to actually have time to look at my body. I mean I was a pretty skinny guy before, my sister would always say I needed to workout more. But I guess all it took was 25 years of my life to finally get in shape. 

Not only that, but I’m admiring the body hair. This guy was a pretty hairy dude. The salt and pepper stubble had guys starting me daddy at the gay bars, while the chest hair was still dark like my eyebrows and made my impressive physique pop. 

My feet were pretty big too. Size 14! Twice as big as my old feet, but just as hard to find shoes my size. 

Needless to say there were highs and lows to my new life. Was I happy that i was 6’6 now? Sure! Loved being tall and nearly bonking my head on doorframes. Was I upset lots of my joints were sore and that I could only take my coffee black to avoid dairy and sugar? No… that sucked. I liked my sweet drinks and I missed not waking up in pain.

Omar LeRon was a guy that lived along my street. He was a single dad raising his 5 year old, all at the age of 45.

I later learned he had a few wild days in his early 40s that lead to Omar Jr. And now in his mid 20s again he’s glad he could be more present for his son! Even if his son is the same age as him now.

He told me all of this one day when we both left our house for a jog. He found that doing some running in his new body helped him vent some much needed energy from his body, while I needed to do something physical if I was to have any hope of maintaining healthy workout routines for mine! 

Needles to say he offered some words of wisdom growing up and it really helped put some things in perspective. Meanwhile, I gave him some tips about helping his son. Turns out all those years working at my aunt’s day care counted for something, even for post shifted kids!

Our conversations started as friendly advice and then grew into more! Talks became dates. Dates became moving in. Moving in became an engagement! Now a few years after the wedding I guess you truly can call me a daddy now. Jr. sure does. He’s doing great in school and is looking forward to next week when my sister is gonna watch him for the summer.

My husband and I are gonna take our first real vacation since the great shift! We’re looking forward to it! We’ll be celebrating Omar’s 30th birthday in his new body now! He keeps making jokes saying, “Well I’ve done it before. Nothing to it the second time around.” And “Well here I thought your 30th birthday was extreme. I doubt I could top that”

He also never stops teasing me about how he loves being married to an older man and that I’m not as young as I used to be. We know it’s all in good fun. I mean, I can still keep up with him in the bedroom, where it counts… as long as he gives me a few minutes to recover after. Young guys like him are insatiable. I’ll try to power through though. After all, you only turn “30” once.

[swappwas]

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