I recently discovered I could will a hunky man into a suit and wear him and become him. I have been overweight all my life, I have tried diets and excercising but nothing could take off all the flab. I might lose weight sometimes and then then gain it all back. It all was very frustrating. The day I discovered it I was eating a cherry pie at a diner when my high school bully came in.
His name was Irving and he was so arrogant. He had huge biceps and a chiseled face. I wanted to slap the ego off his face. He was followed by a shorter but just as muscled guy. He dropped my cherry pie tin on the floor. “Pick it fattie! I see you are still pigging our!” The second guy oinked. I was so mad. I got up. “You wouldn’t say that if I was in your shoes!” “Oh yeah?”
He pointed at me and suddenly we heard a strange sound. It sounded like disenflating—- like a balloon losing air. The second guy and looked at amazement as his finger started losing volume. Soon his whole hand started doing the same. He panicked and yelled, “what the hell is happening?!” Irving’s arm soon started losing dimension as well. “Looks like you are changing,” the second dude said.
Irving’s face of fear changed to anger. “You! You are doing this!” I was shocked. I couldn’t speak, I just shook my head. He froze up except his head as his body continued flattening up. His chest concaved. His legs starting sinking and he started losing height. Soon enough he was almost all flat and his whole body sunk down into a puddle of skin. His face was the last to lose volume. Soon he was all disenflatted like a beach ball all out of air and crumpled.
Second guy shook in fear. I smirked. He almost ran off when I raised my hand and said “hold it!” He froze up. I got up and picked up the flattened Irving. I raised him up and he was like a costume! His face was flat like a costume, in a state of shock. I started playing around with the “suit.” The second guy had no choice but watch me play with his buddy’s skin. He asked, “what are you going to do?”
I shrugged and poked my hands through the insides. The inside of his skin had no organs but a plastic like lining. It was all one skin color. I started climbing into the suit. It was super tight on me of course because of my weight. “You’re going to stretch him out!” “No way! See, he’s flexible.” The suit was indeed flexible. All was missing was the mask. I reached for his face and magically, had eye holes and I could see through. I reached for the zipper and it magically closed on its own.
Soon the suit started contracting all my fat. Magically I started losing weight. His skin got tight on me. His skin became my skin. His strong hands were my hands. His butt was my butt. It was amazing. soon enough my eyes became his eyes. “Holy shit! Irving! You’re back!” “I am?” I asked. My voice even sounded like his! “Oh wow, I sound like him.” I let the frozen guy go and he could move again. “Him? Irving? Are you okay? What happened to the whale?”
I didn’t like him calling me a whale but I played along with the dummy. “Uh, I ate him. He’s all gone.” In reality I knew what really happened. Irving was the one that was gone. I became him. The second guy made a joke. We went on our merry way. He really thought I was Irving. We went over to Irving’s house to watch a sports game. I went into Irving’s room and started trying out outfits. I liked I could see trough his woredrobe. I even sniffed some of his clothes. His aroma was intoxicating. I came back out in a tight tank top and little shorts showing off my new thighs.
The buddy was a bit suspcious but we watched the game. I found him attractive and started flirting. The second guy was receptive as he secretly had a crush on Irving. “I thought you said you weren’t gay.” I made up an excuse and kissed him. We made love and I enjoyed plowing him. We took turns and gave each other blow jobs. After making out, I pointed at him and he started disenflating just like Irving. “What the? What’s going on?!” “I didn’t mean to!” I said. “It was an accident!”
“You! You’re not Irving! You’re fattie!” Before he could say anymore, he had flattened out like a suit just like Irving. I looked at the new little suit. I tried willing him back to normal but didn’t happen. I decided to try him out. I unzipped Irving and Irving became a hallow skin suit once again. I then tried packing myself into the smaller skin suit but he was elastic and stretchy. Soon the process began again and o became him. I admired myself in the mirror and flexed my muscles. I didn’t like it as much as Irivng.
I took off the friend and packed him up in a suit case and put Irving back on. I packed all the clothes I liked of Irving and some momentos and ran off. I went to my house and made a new closet of clothes for Irving. I might even wear Irving all day and go naked inside of him. I then put the buddy suit in a special drawer. So since that day I have been collecting suits. Now I have two drawers full of hunky guy suits. As Irving I can pick up more.
As Irving i dressed as an officer and got on a base. I started flirting with a couple of guys. I managed to get one in a corner. We were making out in a secret corner. Soon as he knew he was flattening out to make a suit. His eyes and mouth glowed as their face became a mask. I took the suit home. I slipped out of Irving and became the military guy Tom. I felt different. I flexed his muscles. He was brunette and a bit taller than Irving. He was white while Irving was filipino.
One day Tom was invited to a party. Just groupies gay guys. I jumped at the chance. It turned me on to think I could hollow out these guys and make them in inanimate objects and wear them. It was thrilling I could live their lives and people wouldn’t see me but them. Things were so different. I was not seen as disgusting or appalling. People didn’t feel sorry for me anymore.
People would actually lust over me. They look at me and saw a sexual object. I never felt that before. Something they wanted and desired. I went for the biggest guy with tattoos and started dancing with him as Tom. He liked what he saw. We went to a bedroom and started making out. I let him thrust into me. Once he came and got out of me, he froze up. “What’s happening?!”
I was much more confident about it now. “Don’t worry, I’m turning you into a costume.” “A what? Why?” He looked at his hands as they flattened out. He looked at me in fear with his puppy dog eyes. “I will wear you and become you.” “What about me? What about my life?” “Uh.., i don’t know. I never thought of it. I guess you’re still alive. I tried reversing it once but it didn’t take.”
“Didn’t take? Can’t you try again? Reverse it!” Terry started flattening out more on his feet and ankles and started sinking. “Uh.. okay.” I pointed at him and willed it and it didn’t happened “sorry,” I shrugged. His chest and face started flattening out and he mustered our, “sorry?” He was then a suit and his eyes and mouth became hollow. I took off Tom and entered Terry’s body. I started admiring Terry in the mirror. “Don’t worry you’ll get used to it.”
I kissed and boned every dude there. Soon I had 7 new suits. The next morning i awoke as one of them. I opened my special drawer and asked, “hmm... who do i want to be today?”
