The Parental Solution - Loose Ends
(Story originally posted August 15th 2023) This story has been mildly Updated
This is a sequel to The Parental Solution! Make sure to read that story first ❤️
I woke up to a sight I never imagined I’d see. My own dad still sound asleep next to me in bed. A couple weeks ago it would’ve seemed insane. Sleeping in bed next to my dad who I could tell was naked just by how close we were under the sheets. I still hadn’t given in to all his temptations yet thank god. It was hard but necessary, all things considered. Instead I listened to him snore ever so slightly as I reflected on how the hell I’d even managed to get into this situation.
My best friend Jason took over my dad’s body using the potion I bought from a magic shop so he could get away from his terrible parents. Immediately after he picked up on my own hidden crush for my dad and started teasing me about it all the time. Whispering dirty things in my ear using my dad’s raspy voice. Wearing almost nothing around the house to show off his body to me whenever he could. And with everyday it got harder and harder to hide my growing lust for him. I finally gave in and started calling him Dad rather than Jason, even referring to him by my dad’s name Bryce from time to time.
I looked over at him in bed with me, his morning wood pressing against the bed sheets. With a sigh I got up out of bed as quietly as possible to not wake my dad up. I tugged on some of my clothes from yesterday and made my way downstairs where I brewed myself a hot cup of coffee. I put some bread in the toaster and waited a couple minutes for it to pop out again before spreading some butter on it and digging in.
My attention however was then turned from my breakfast to a knocking at the door. It was a brisk but loud knock, as if made by someone that didn’t particularly want to be knocking in the first place. Regardless I set down my toast, wiped off my hands and marched towards the front door. I groggily opened up and of all the people I thought might’ve been knocking at our door, the man that I saw stood on the other side was the last person I could’ve imagined.
He was a middle aged albeit very handsome man. About average height with a sturdy body that’d definitely seen some time in the gym. He adorned a well trimmed salt and pepper haircut with a short beard that accentuated his somewhat thick mustache. But he wasn’t just any hot older daddy. He was Jason’s fucking dad!
“Mr Simmons?” I questioned.
“Ah. Aaron…” I could tell by the sour look on his face that he wasn’t exactly pleased to see me. “Is your father home? I’d like to speak to him.” He asked in a forced polite tone.
I had to stop myself from blushing at the mention of my own dad as my mind couldn’t help flashing back to all the teasing that’s gone on between us. “Uhh yeah but he’s still in bed right now. Long day at work yesterday and what not…” I lied, not sure if Jason/Bryce would want to see his former father.
Mr Simmons sighed. “In that case I’ll ask you. It’s about my son. Jason.” He began sternly. “He’s been missing for over two weeks now and we haven’t found a single trace of him anywhere. It’s driving his mother and I mad. We’d begun to think the stupid boy had just ran off on his own until just the other day I was told someone saw him going into your house the night he disappeared. You wouldn’t know anything about that would you boy?” His tone turned threatening very fast.
“N-no. I have no idea where Jason is. All we did was hang out and then I thought he went home. I’ve got no idea where he is.” I expressed, clearly intimidated by the scowling man in front of me. Obviously it was another lie but what else could I say? Oh yeah sorry Mr Simmons but your son took over my dad’s body because you’re a huge asshole and a terrible father? Yeah no. Unfortunately the older man didn’t seem pleased with my answer.
“Yeah? Well I think you know more about this than you’re telling me. I know you were the one always filling Jason’s head with all the queer bullshit. Trying to turn him into a fag like you unlike the good Christian man his mother and I have been raising him to be.” And there it was. One huge part of the reason Jason had hated his parents so much. On top of all the abuse and manipulation, they were also homophobic bible thumpers. I still remember Jason telling me how they’d always drag him to church while telling him he’d go to hell if he wasn’t straight and christian like they were. Apparently I was the only person he’d felt comfortable coming out to after all that. “You probably convinced him to run away with a bunch of those disgusting fairies didn’t you.” He continued to accuse, his fists balling up slightly.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel extremely intimidated at that moment. “I already told you. I don’t know where Jason is! He didn’t tell me anything alright! If I did, I promise I would tell you.” Once again bending the truth quite significantly but it was all I could do. Thankfully he seemed to buy it for now.
“Fine.” He relaxed his shoulders slightly, no longer looking as though he was gonna beat the shit out of me. “But if I find out you had anything to do with this…” his scowl was more evident than ever as he poked his finger against my chest. “I’ll make sure your queer ass gets sent to hell sooner than you think.” And with an angry snuff he backed away before turning to leave, prompting me to let out a huge sigh of relief. Thankful to still be in one piece.
Seconds later I heard a pair of heavy footsteps behind me followed by a familiar set of thick arms wrapping around me. “Who was that?” Bryce, my new and improved dad, asked.
“It was your asshole father.” I replied bluntly.
Bryce immediately looked up to see the man marching away from our house. His former father. “Jesus… sorry you had to deal with him.” He apologised to me. “Though, this might be weird of me to say but, Mr Simmons is pretty hot now I think about it.” He admitted, knowing I couldn’t exactly judge him for it all things considered. “He’s got a pretty nice ass don't ya think?” As he said that I could already feel his hard cock pressing up against my back.
“Dude. Seriously, what is wrong with you? That used to be your dad.” I said flatly while giving him a look over my shoulder.
“Yeah. He used to be my dad. Not anymore. Now he’s just a dude across the street.” He reasoned. “A hot guy across the street…”
Naturally I couldn’t help checking out the ass of that bible thumper, still being just close enough for me to get a good view of how well those shorts framed it. “I guess so… I mean he’d probably be super fucking hot if he wasn’t such homophobic piece of shit among other things.” As I’d already admitted to myself, the man was a total daddy stud.
“If only a body like that belonged to someone who actually deserved it…” He murmured in my ear with a grin.
Right away I knew exactly what he was implying. But could I do that?! I mean his dad has quite the reputation around here. Being revered by some of the more radical church goers in the community as the perfect example of what a man should be while being hated by most others for being a complete dickhead. To be honest even a lot of other Christian’s around here didn’t like him for how much he screamed about how the rest of us are gonna go to hell or whatever. Especially when it comes to the LGBTQ community. It was honestly disgusting the way he acted most of the time, even towards his own son. Yet I couldn’t help but agree that because of all that… maybe he didn’t deserve such a hot body.
The door to a familiar magic shop opened up with a jingle.
“So this is where you got that crazy potion from before huh?” Bryce asked as he walked inside first, myself following close behind him. He looked around, marveling at the well decorated shop and scanning his eyes across all sorts of items that would seemingly have some kind of magical property hidden within them.
“Yup. This is the place. I thought it was all fake when I first came here.” I replied as we made our way towards the front desk. However, the man standing at the desk wasn’t the same guy who’d served me last time. He wore the same strange uniform as the other guy had but it was a slightly older looking man this time. I couldn’t put my finger on it but he had a very ‘high school teacher’ vibe about him with the silver flecked hair and the glasses.
He smiled and ushered us over. “Welcome sirs! What can I help you with!” He asked enthusiastically. “We’ve got all sorts of magical items on sale here. Some are even sample-able!”
At first I assumed this was just another dude that helped run the shop. That is until I saw his name tag. “Simon? The guy who helped me out last time I was here was named Gil. He mentioned you were his boyfriend. When I was here he took a potion that made him huge and hairy to prove the magic was real.” I laughed
“Oh so you’re the customer he did that for eh? If I remember correctly he told me you bought nectar of the bodysnacher. How was it? Get the body you wanted?” He asked curiously.
I shrugged and turned to my dad who was standing behind and motioned towards him. “I dunno you’re gonna have to ask him. He’s the one who used it.” I explained. “He’s actually my best friend Jason. Same age as me. But we used the nectar so he could take over my dad’s body. And if you ask me he’s a better dad than my old one ever was!” I smirked, having fully embraced having a horny dad that wanted to fuck me.
“Woah! Now that’s something.” Simon commented. “Good choice though if I may add.” His eyes ran up and down Bryce’s body. That muscled father of mine had decided to wear some of his tightest clothes to show off every inch of his form, leaving very little to the imagination when it came to the curves of his muscles and the bulge in his crotch area.
“So what about Gil?” I wondered. “Did that potion finally wear off?”
Simon chuckled a little. “Well… uhhh no actually. It should’ve worn off by now but I’m gonna be honest, I was obsessed with what that muscle bear potion did to him. He’s so thick now that hardly any of his clothes fit and the few that do are skin tight. He’s got that massive jiggling belly and such thick arms and legs. God don’t even get me started on his huge ass. And all that body hair just drives me crazy!” He went on a bit of tangent about every minor detail of Gil’s new bear bod. “Long story short, I might’ve begged him to take some more temporary muscle bear potions to extend the effects of it.” He admitted with a slightly embarrassed look. “I was thinking of even asking him to take a permanent one that doesn’t have a time limit hahah…”
“God that sounds hot…” Bryce chirped in, his own stolen cock pressing tightly against his pants as he pictured everything the man behind the counter was saying.
“Anyway. Sorry. That was slightly unprofessional of me to share all that.” Simon stood up a little straighter and attempted to hide his own boner. “Oh! And speak of the devil!” He added, looking past me and Bryce.
The pair of us turn to see a huge bear of a man appearing from behind one of the many aisles. I recognised him right away as the same man that sold me that potion last time I was here. Gilgamesh! And just like Simon had said, that potion certainly hadn’t worn off. He was even now wearing the same clothes as last time except a much bigger size to accommodate his larger body. He recognised me right away and came up to say hello.
“Hey what’s up! Is this your friend that you told me about?” Gil asked as his eyes scanned Bryce’s body just like Simon’s had.
“Yup! But now I’ve gotta call him Dad.” I went on to explain everything to Gil. Telling him all about how Bryce and I had snuck into my Dad’s room while he was asleep after getting Bryce to drink the nectar and put on a pair of my dad’s used socks. Bryce even made sure to clasp a hand on my shoulder while adding how much our relationship had deepened since that night…
“Well I’m glad to hear everything worked out for the two of you!” Gil said as he went in for a big bear hug. “Sorry. Side effect of the muscle bear potion. Makes me wanna bear hug everyone.” He apologised with a guffaw. Though I certainly didn’t mind being squeezed against his big belly to be honest. “Anyway, as much as I love seeing the aftermath of one of my sales, I get the feeling you’re here for something else?”
Bryce and I shared a glance. “Well you see. There’s a man that lives on our street. Total asshole. Harasses those who don’t go to church. Threatens innocent people that do things he doesn’t agree with. And treated his own son like dirt.” Bryce began using my dad’s gruff voice, knowing he used to be that son before everything changed for the better. “But the thing… despite all that he’s still hot as fuck.”
I took over from there. “So the two of us have decided that someone as horrible as him doesn’t deserve to have such an incredible body. So we were hoping you might still have some more of that bodysnachers nectar around here?” I wiggled my eyebrows a little at the burly man. “You know… so someone a little more worthy of that body can take it instead.” I added.
Gil smirked. “I see. Well in that case we better go take a look.” He enthusiastically slung a big hairy arm over my shoulder before leading Bryce and I over to the very same aisle as last time I was here. I could see out of the corner of my eye how Bryce was stopping here and there to read the labels and descriptions of certain items. My attention however was swiftly brought back to Gil as the hirsute man stopped in front of some rather empty looking shelves.
“Ahhh yes. A large group of old men came here the other day and bought a bunch of bodysnatcher’s nectar in bulk. They were planning something about sneaking into a college frat house and taking over all the young jocks there I think. They wouldn’t stop talking about wanting to be young dumb and full of… well you get the idea.” He explained nonchalantly. Just the idea of that had me hard as fuck. “But if you’re lucky… there might just be…” Gil stuck his arm down the shelf and reached right towards the back until his meaty hand finally grabbed something. “One left at the back!” He pulled out one last bodysnatcher’s nectar with a big cheesy grin before handing me the vial.
“Thanks so much Gil! I’ll promise I’ll put it to good use. You can count on that!” I reassured him. “How much do I owe ya again?” I reached into my pocket for some money but as I did the bigger man stopped me.
“It’s on the house this time.” He generously offered. “All I ask in return is that you come back again once you’ve taken your new body so my boyfriend and I can judge for ourselves just how hot this asshole really is.” Gil gave me a reassuring pat on the back. “Besides, judging by how interested your ‘Dad’ is in those spell books, I suspect the two of you’ll be bringing us some more business soon enough.” He gestured over towards Bryce who had his nose deep in one of said spell books.
“Do you remember where the spare key is?” I whispered, now stood outside Jason’s old house where both of his religious parents still lived. Bryce didn’t say a word. He simply reached up and into the hanging flower basket above my head before pulling out a key. “I’ll take that as a yes.” We unlocked the front door as discreetly as possible while trying our best to look inconspicuous as we slipped inside.
With how many times Jason had been to my house over the years, I’d never actually been to his. I gotta say though, it’s exactly what I’d imagined. Dull, muted colours. Mundane decorations and furniture. Crosses hung up on half the walls in the house. There was even a huge bible quote on one of the living room walls as if it were a live laugh love sign or something. And the awkward, blank faced family photos only made it weirder.
“Now you can see why I hated living here.” Bryce said bluntly. He almost always acted like my dad to an extent but right now he couldn’t help seeing him as the neighbour he used to be. My friend Jason. “Let’s just get on with this. My parents' room is upstairs.” He hurried us along, ascending the steep staircase.
Before long he led us to a rather large and tidy bedroom. Freshly cleaned sheets, sparkling mirrors, not a single item of clothing lying around. If I had to give Jason’s parents something, they were certainly clean and organised. I didn’t let the cleanliness distract me from the reason we were here though. “So. Where’s your dad’s stuff?” I asked.
“Over here.” Bryce guided me over to the left side of the bed. There he swiftly yanked open a few of the bedside drawers until we found one filled with men’s socks and underwear. “This is his. Grab something quick. It won’t be long before he’s back from work.”
I reached into the draw and quickly pulled out a pair of black and white socks. “And you’re sure your mom isn’t gonna be with him or anything?”
He shook his head. “Nope. She works late on Monday’s. She shouldn’t be back till the late evening. We’ll have hours to do this before she even leaves work.” Bryce reassured me. “My dad on the other hand should be here any second so you’d better drink that magic stuff now.”
I didn’t argue. Right away I reached into my pocket and pulled out the vial. Nectar of the bodysnatcher. The very same stuff that’d given Bryce the more mature body he flaunted now. I twisted off the lid and, without a second thought, downed the entire thing. Right away I could feel something strange. It was the magic settling inside my body and waiting to be activated. Once that was done I kicked off my own shoes and socks before tugging on the clean socks belonging to none other than Nolan Simmons.
“Did you feel it?” Bryce asked.
“The spark. When you pulled the socks on?”
I had no idea what he was talking about. “Spark? What spark?”
He looked just as confused as me. “A couple weeks back when I pulled on your dad’s socks before taking his body, I felt a weird spark the moment I pulled them on. You’re saying you didn’t-” Bryce cut himself off as suddenly we heard the front door swing open and a familiar voice from downstairs muttering about how his stupid wife hadn’t locked the door before leaving this morning. Well if we needed any more proof that he was an asshole, there it was.
“Shit, shit. Quick! Hide!” I whispered in a panicked voice. We did exactly as we’d planned. Bryce quickly hid behind the bedroom door while I jumped inside the closet. I feel like there might’ve been some irony there but I was far more distracted by the sound of Mr Simmons’ angry footsteps ascending the stairs. As he did I could only hope everything went according to plan otherwise Bryce and I would probably end up in a jail cell.
Quickly the footsteps reached the top of the stairs before trudging down the hallway and towards the bedroom. Bryce readied himself. Another moment or two passed by and my heart practically skipped a beat when I saw the same man that’d been threatening me this morning. I watched with baited breath through the cracks in the closet door as he entered the room. He seemed as though he was heading in my direction and immediately I began to think of what a man like that would do if he found me hiding in here. Luckily however, before he could reach the closet, Bryce came out from behind the door before quickly sneaking up on Nolan and grabbing him from behind without warning! Immediately trying his best to restrain the man he once called his father.
“W-WHAT THE!? GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” Mr Simmons shouted in a blaze of shock and panic. “LET GO OF ME YOU-GRAHH!” His protest was interrupted as Bryce forced his former father to the ground. Nolan Simmons might’ve been strong but my dad was pretty strong in his own right. Strong enough to overpower Nolan in a surprise situation like this. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!? WHO ARE YOU?!” He continued to scream and shout, not being able to get a proper look at the man who was holding him in place. Before long he found himself being forced down and pinned to the floor completely.
“Stop struggling asshole. Just give in and soon you’ll feel soooo much better.” Bryce cooed into the protesting man’s ear.
Nolan's eyes went wide. He recognised that voice. The voice of a man he’d once had a close friendship with that was eventually ripped apart. All because their sons began hanging out and ‘encouraging each other to be queer’ as Nolan put it. “Hold on…Bryce??”
“You’re half right.” I chimed as I stepped out from my hiding spot. “You know when you came to my house this morning asking about Jason? Well. I lied. I know exactly where your son is.” I took a few steps closer until I was stood looking down at the very same man that’d seemed so intimidating to me not long ago. “He’s right there, holding you down.” I said bluntly, causing Mr Simmon’s face to twist in confusion. “I’ve gotta say he makes a much better father than you and my former dad combined.” I taunted him.
The bible thumper could hardly believe or even understand what he was hearing. Instead he resorted to throwing a slurry of homophobic slurs at the two of us. All the while trying in vain to kick and wriggle his way out of Bryce’s grip. Usually hearing those kinds of hurtful words would’ve pissed both of us off but right now, knowing what was to come for this man, we couldn’t help but pity him. Even if he didn’t deserve pity.
“Lift him up a little for me would you dad?. I’ve gotta kiss him to activate the magic, remember?” I asked.
Bryce smirked, adjusting his position a little before carefully maneuvering until he was able to pull Nolan up onto his knees. The silver haired man’s arms still restrained and his ankles pinned. Unable to move. “How’s that?” Bryce asked.
“Perfect.” I confirmed while getting a better look at the body before me. That handsome face that seemed so masculine yet somewhat adorable at the same time. Those pecs pressing tightly against his shirt. That noticeable bulge in his work pants. And so sooo much more. And Nolan didn’t deserve a single bit of it. But I did. Then, much to Nolan’s disgust, I stripped off all my clothes in a blink of an eye leaving only the pair of stolen socks on my feet. I stood proud with a victorious look on my face as I let my average dick swing free in front of a homophobe.
Part of me wanted to bask in the moment a little more but I was far too eager to get this underway. And so I quickly got down onto my knees and before Nolan could do anything to stop me, I pressed my lips hard against his. He tried to recoil but he couldn’t go far. I had him… or at least I thought I did. I kissed him for a good 10 seconds or so and nothing happened to the point where I eventually found myself pulling away.
“W-what?” I muttered, not understanding why it hadn’t worked. At the same time Nolan took the opportunity to spit at me and shout even more slurs. Even angrier than before as he called us disgusting perverts. I asked Bryce and he didn’t seem to have any idea either… that is until I remembered what he’d said earlier just after I’d pulled on the socks. “Wait… no spark.” I mumbled. That’s when it hit me. Step 2 of getting the nectar to work was wearing a recently worn article of clothing. These socks were washed and put away unlike the dirty pair of socks Bryce used when he took over my Dad.
“What is it Aaron?! Why didn’t it work?” Bryce asked, starting to get a little worried as they didn’t really have a backup plan.
“I think I know.” I pulled off the fresh socks I’d stolen before walking around and behind to two men. “Just keep him still. I’m gonna try something.” I crouched down and shuffled between Bryce’s legs a little until I had easy access to Nolan’s large brown loafers. Against his very clear wishes I slipped his shoes off and put them to one side. I’ll be honest it was hard to ignore the strong scent that came with them. If there wasn’t a sense of urgency I might’ve taken a moment to press my nose inside each loafer. Instead I focused on those large socked feet I’d unleashed.
“If these don’t work then nothing will.” I mumbled before gripping the sweaty black socks and pulling them off Nolan’s feet one at a time. I tried to resist but I couldn’t stop myself from giving those pungent socks a quick sniff. A little hypocritical considering I’d reprimand Bryce for doing the same thing. I even kept one of them pressed against my nose as I stood up and walked back around in front of them.
“What!? You wanna huff on my socks now you disgusting little cock sucker!?!” Nolan yelled.
I took the large pair of socks and began tugging them over my feet. “Oh I want a whole lot more than that.” And then, as soon as I pulled on that second sock, I felt it. The spark. Coursing through my body. My once wavering confidence rushed back in full force. “I want to touch, smell and see your body wherever I go. I want to turn your homophobic ass into the biggest homo this side of the earth. I want… you.” There must've been an almost crazed look in my eyes as even Bryce seemed a little spooked when I grabbed the sides of Nolan’s head. “And now. You’re going to be all mine.”
And with that I slammed my lips against his with even more passion than before. Feeling his thick mustache forced to rub against my upper lips while he groaned in protest through the kiss, unable to stop me.
His groans of protest would quickly turn to grunts of fears as the magic began to activate. It seemed all I needed was a more recently worn pair of socks as now our lips were stuck together and impossible to part. Seeing that the process had begun, Bryce let go of his former father and the first thing the panicking man tried to do was pull away from me. But to no avail. Because of this Nolan began freaking out! Forcing both of us up to our feet before stumbling around the room. For a second Bryce looked as though he was about to step in again until I used all my strength to push Nolan onto the bed. The pair of us fell back onto the soft sheets, my naked body landing on top of him. Before he had another chance to move or fight I wrapped my arms and legs around him with a firm grip.
Nolan made every effort to break free but I’d latched on tight and wasn’t about to let go. Before he could battle against me any further though, the most delightful sensation imaginable passed over my entire being which caused me to let out an involuntary moan into the kiss. And to my surprise Nolan let out a similar groan into my mouth seconds later. His eyes had begun to roll back slightly as I could only guess that a similar sensation had overtaken him as well. If anything he must’ve been in even more ecstasy than I was judging by how his thick dad cock had begun to harden in his pants, causing his bulge to grow obscenely before rubbing up against me. Yet through all the grunts and groans I could tell he still wanted to fight. He tried to push me away but the pleasure that ran through him was draining any strength he might’ve had to struggle against me. Before long Nolan's body couldn’t help but give in to me and the magic flowing between us. Now the next phase could begin.
It’d been one thing seeing Jason disappear inside my dad’s body but actually feeling my own body and limbs getting sucked inside Nolan’s large muscular frame was something else entirely! My hands were one of the first things to go, phasing through his shirt and into his back as I still had my arms wrapped around him. My legs then began naturally aligning themselves with Nolan’s thicker ones before slowly sinking in. The feeling was beyond anything I’d ever imagined. Even as my torso began to lower itself into the older man’s frame, there wasn’t even an ounce of pain. Nothing but pure bliss as my entire form went completely numb! I rubbed my crotch against his as much as I possibly could before that too phased through the man’s pants and was pulled down into his body.
Soon enough my arms, legs, ass and cock had all disappeared, pulled inside Nolan’s body much to his distain. Honestly I was surprised he hadn’t gone delirious from the raw amount of satisfaction the magic seemed to bring to us both. I was certainly getting there. Yet somehow he regained some semblance of awareness only to be horrified as he watched my torso sinking into his. He practically screamed into the kiss as our gazes were forced to meet. His eyes were darting all over frantically as he tried to move his body. I could just about feel his body from the neck down after having sunk inside. It was twitching but he was too weak to do anything now. It was already too late as I could feel my face drawing nearer to his. The final part of my assimilation commenced at last as my face phased into Nolan’s along with the rest of my head. Before long my vision completely blanked out…
After that Nolan regained full control of his body… to an extent. “N-NO! Get out of meeee! Gahhhh!…” he yelled and grunted, feeling my presence inside of his very being. But despite his best efforts he couldn’t fight against me nor could he stop his cock from getting unbearably hard. He practically begged Bryce to help him but the idle man did nothing but watch in satisfaction, finally getting to see his horrible ex-father get exactly what he deserved. “Y-you’re demons! Both of you! Unholy demons!!” He claimed while writhing around on the bed, struggling to control himself. He tried to get up from the bed but his cock pulsed even harder, threatening to burst out of his pants at any moment. His balls swelling up fatter than ever before as they prepared to unload every ounce of his free will. “Nooooo… I can’t… I-Urrghhh…” He grabbed at his crotch uncontrollably, mouth hanging open with the overflow of stimulation being forced through it until finally… “FUUUUCKKKKK GRAHHHHHhhhhhhhuuuhh…” What started as a massive roar of protest slowly faded as Nolan blew the fattest load of his life. A massive dark spot forming over his bulge as he flooded his pants with cum.
The second Nolan spilled his ball batter, I found myself being hurled into the driver’s seat. Right away I was hit with the tail end of his orgasm and couldn’t help grinning. Feeling my new fat cock buck as it squirted a few final ropes of dad nut into my already sticky pants. “Ohh yeahhhhh…” I let out a huge sigh of relief knowing that I’d won. Even as the cum soaked into my new work pants, I could feel Nolan’s soul slowly being churned and absorbed by my own. I could already feel every memory and personality trait of his gradually becoming accessible to me. It wouldn’t be long now before I became the one and only Nolan Simmons inside and out. But in the meantime I was certainly going to enjoy the outside.
“How do you feel Nolan?” Bryce moved closer towards the bed, knowing now that the man he’d once hated was gone for good. Replaced by someone far superior. Me.
I grumbled a little, holding my head before slowly sitting up. I glanced down at myself, seeing the thick muscle I now adorned still hidden underneath Nolan’s clothes. I was even wearing the same black socks that I’d stolen from him again. Now back on the feet they were meant for. I flexed my arms a little, feeling my biceps bunch up against my shirt before bringing my hands to my chest so I could feel the juicy pecs that sat upon it. God feeling this kind of bulk on another man was one thing but feeling it on myself was a whole other level of euphoric. Feeling the power that now flowed through my bigger and stronger body with every movement I made was everything I’d hoped it would be. “I feel fucking fantastic Bryce.” I replied while running a slow hand over my wet bulge once more.
Slowly I pushed myself up off the bed, my new larger feet touching the ground for the first time. I wobbled a little at first, not used to my new weight, but I quickly adjusted. Bryce simply stood back and allowed me to explore myself for a moment. Watching on curiously as I made my way towards the circular mirror sat on the dresser. And what I saw made me feel a whole flurry of emotions. Staring back at me was the same handsome face that’d been screaming obscenities at us not moments prior. The piercing eyes belonging to the homophobe that made Jason’s life a living hell for so many years. The salt and pepper hair along with this beard and mustache that were trademarks of a man that embodied all the worst parts of the christian community. But I was none of those things. I might’ve stolen his dashing looks and gorgeous body but I was a proud gay man and an ally to all others in the LGBTQ+ community. Something the old Nolan would’ve despised being. But what he wanted didn’t matter because I was Nolan now and I plan on putting this ridiculously hot body to far better use.
Not being able to resist the temptation, I pulled off my new shirt before tossing it at Bryce so I could finally get a better look at what I was working with and I certainly wasn’t disappointed. Though he kept in very good shape, the old Nolan wasn’t one to show off his physique all that often so I’d never had the luxury of seeing him shirtless before. But if anything that only made this moment sweeter as I freed my new pecs from their prison and began groping them to my hearts content. Adoring how squishy they were but so firm when I flexed them. Admiring the dusting of chest hair that spread across them. I was only able to pull my hands away from my chest when the desire to flex my biceps again grew too strong to ignore.
Once I was satisfied with the admiration I’d given to my broad upper body (for now), my gaze couldn’t help shifting towards my lower half. A toothy grin spread across my face that seemed extremely out of character for this face as I unhooked my belt and undid pants. I could feel Bryce's eyes watching intently and I yanked down both my pants and cum soaked underwear at the same time, allowing my still half hard cock to spring out. And what a cock it was. It’s length was about average sitting at around 6 inches but god the girth! It was one of the thickest dicks I’d ever seen from the base all the way up to its fat mushroom head which was still drooling cum. And it was all mine along with the heavy set of balls that came with it. No wonder Nolan always acted like a hard ass with a pair of bull nuts this big to inflate his ego.
I went on to admire my legs a little after getting over the initial shock that came with my new still twitching dick. I ran my hands along my sizeable quads before giving my bulky calves a squeeze. But by far what stole the show was my hot muscle dad ass. We’d already gotten a good idea of how big it was by how its shape was still visible even through some of Nolan’s baggiest pants. But now we got the full show. Nolan’s thick cheeks on full display. And naturally it didn’t take long for me to start squeezing and jiggling them to my delight. Though, considering how the rest of my body had a decent coating of hair, I was surprised to feel how smooth my new ass was.
“You havin fun over there…” Bryce commented, prompting me to turn my attention to him for a moment. When I did I noticed he’d whipped out his own dick at some point and was slowly jerking it to the display I’d been putting on. I guess deep down we were both hot for daddy. And now that I wasn’t related to Bryce anymore… I suddenly found myself feeling even more attracted to him than before. Like that former sense of taboo had finally been lifted. Kind of.
“I’ll be having even more fun when I get this tight virgin hole of mine stretched.” I paced over towards Bryce, giving him a truly affectionate look that I doubt he’d ever seen on his fathers face before. “So how’s about you get in the bed and get your cock ready for me.” I commanded, allowing Nolan’s somewhat dominant nature to seep through.
I didn't need to ask him twice. In a flash Bryce was completely naked, showing off his hairy body once again, before practically leaping onto the bed. He laid flat on his back with his hands behind his head and his cock standing tall and ready. Now that was a sight. Two best friends stealing the bodies of each other’s dad only to wanna fuck immediately after. In Nolan’s case I suppose it was somewhat poetic justice for everything that he did and said. But it didn’t really matter because the only Nolan left around here now was me.
With a lustful smirk I crawled back onto the bed before maneuvering on top of Bryce. Allowing my brand new dad ass to hover gently above his cock as we stared into each other’s eyes. Completely lost in the fantasy of it all until I lent down and pushed my lips against his. It was probably the first time these lips had ever kissed another man willingly. It certainly wouldn’t be the last though. I felt our beards gently rubbing together while our kiss deepened and as it did I slowly lowered my ass until Bryce’s throbbing cock was massaging my entrance.
It was then that I broke the kiss and pinned Bryce down with my newfound strength. “Now. I’d say it’s about time we use that fat dick of yours to fill this needy dad hole.” I sneered down at him. I could already tell he eager to fulfil my request by the way his dick started to lather my ass with precum moments later. However I didn’t let him waste too much of his precious seed before reaching back and grabbing his cock, aligning it perfectly with my hole. “Now gimme that cock daddy-o!” I roared before lowering myself onto the rod with a deep and guttural moan.
In that moment we both saw something we never thought we would. I saw the man I used to call dad lying beneath me with a horny grin and lust-fuelled eyes, even if I knew it wasn’t really him on the inside. Meanwhile Bryce got to see the sight of his own father moaning above him while pressing his cock inside the man that once made his life hell. It was a surreal sight. One that I almost wanted to pull away from for a moment. Because for that moment I still thought of the man beneath me as being my father. And I thought of myself as his father. But as I slowly lowered my ass further down into his dick, I realised something.
We weren't each other's dad anymore.
There was no familial connection between our new bodies. No blood ties. Nothing. Bryce was just another hot older man that lives across the street from me. Nolan. A former homophobe turned gay power bottom. Aaron and Jason were simply the names of our two sons who’d seemingly run off together and any memories of them would soon fade into obscurity.
Upon my epiphany of sorts, a deeper level of vigour and lust for the man beneath me flowed through my veins. Bryce looked pleasantly surprised for a moment as I started bouncing up and down on his dick as best I could while holding him down. It was intense to say the least. With an asshole this tight I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t quite painful at first but I was willing to push through it. All it meant was that I needed to keep training this formerly straight christian ass to take cock even better in the future. I was already making mental notes to order plenty of lube and dildos to practice with when this was over.
At multiple points I could tell Bryce was eager to flip up over and do the fucking himself but I refused to let him. I might’ve been the one getting fucked here but I was still the one in charge. Whether he liked it or not he was gonna stay put and be my personal fuck pole until I was nice and full. And between all the kissing, touching and dirty talking, I could tell that time was starting to grow near. His balls prepared themselves for the tsunami that was bound to come at this rate.
Feeling this only served to drive me further over the edge myself. I made sure to grind my thick dad butt all the way down to the base. Honestly I didn’t think I’d be able to do it on this body’s first time taking dick but lo and behold I pulled it off. It was painful but boy, just the feeling of filling this new ass of mine completely with cock released an almost incomparable amount of dopamine in my brain. The only thoughts running through my mind were ‘dick’ and ‘cum’ as the levels of joy I was feeling almost matched the pleasure I got from hearing Bryce’s moans echoing through the household. Moans that only continued to get louder and needier until finally I got exactly what I wanted.
The man below me tensed up as his cock began to spasm inside me. I didn’t need three guesses to know what that meant. Especially when I felt his thick hot seed coating my insides while I drained Bryce’s balls to the last drop. Watching as he writhed in pleasure beneath me while unloading buckets worth of cum inside my hole. Seeing his hands grip the bed sheets as I pressed my ass down on it a couple more times. Continuing to bounce on his cock until he begged me to stop due to how sensitive it became. Eventually, when I felt as though his cock had nothing left to give, I adhered to his pleas and released his cock from my asshole’s tight grip.
“Better get used to that babe. From now on I plan on making you drain at least one load into me everyday. This new ass of mine is hungry.” I grinned deviously at him before kissing along his neck, feeling my new mustache rub against his skin. “Mr Simmons was wasting it for such a long time so I’m gonna make up for all the years he neglected this beautiful ass.” My face moved closer to the hairy pit under his arm. “Mmmm now it’s time for papa to get a good taste of that!” I purred before shoving my nose deep into one of his sweaty armpits and inhaling the gorgeous post sex scent they exuded. I couldn’t help but notice how they smelt subtly different now that I was sniffing them with a different nose. Regardless, they still smelt just delicious. So much so that before long I was running my tongue along his pits greedily to lap up the sweat.
“Do you think… we should head back… to my place before… your wife gets home.” Bryce said between laboured breaths.
“I suppose so.” I agreed. “Let me just finish cleaning off your pits. Then we can grab some of my clothes and get the fuck out of here.” I added before lapping up more of that delicious salty sweat his hairy pits produced.
It’s been roughly three weeks since that day. After we left Nolan's house that day, we hardly ever went back. We took everything that belonged to Nolan (now mine) that I might need and brought it back to Bryce’s house across the street where we stayed after that. Of course my new Wife was furious when I said I was leaving her for Bryce but there wasn’t shit she could do about it. I even told her all about the furious gay sex we had and how he satisfied me more than she ever could by filling me up with cum. It might sound harsh but she wasn’t much better of a parent than the old Nolan so it was karma in my mind. After that she was quick to file for a divorce which I was happy to sign upon being given the papers.
Now Bryce and I live happily together. We both worked the jobs given to us by our new identities which wasn’t all that hard with all the memories at our disposal. We even went to the gym together which was incredibly fun. However the best part was always getting home and taking off our sweaty clothes so we could swap 'em and sniff each other’s damp, pungent gym clothes. While I usually went for the pouch on his underwear first, my ass sweat must’ve smelt particularly good to him as he always went for the back of my underwear before anything else.
This was then almost always followed up by some hot steamy dad sex. I would always make him bust a load in my hole but if the prostate stimulation wasn’t enough to make me blow my own nut in that time then we’d flip and I’d fuck his ass relentlessly until he was just as full of cum as I was. Regardless it would seem the power dynamic there had certainly shifted in my favour which I wasn’t gonna complain about.
Besides that however we were already living happier lives than we ever had before. The only bad thing about it all was all the questions people would ask and the odd looks thrown our way for this sudden change in our behaviour. Because of this I suggested to Bryce about looking for a new place to start our lives fresh. Somewhere that we wouldn’t already be known by the community. Somewhere we can just be Bryce and Nolan, the hot horny couple of daddy’s in the neighborhood. Bryce seemed to like that idea so now we’re looking online for places to move to.
The only hiccup in that plan was that we didn’t want to move too far from Gil’s magic shop. We went back after I became Nolan and Gil himself seemed very impressed with the new form I’d taken. After explaining our moving situation however, he told us not to worry about it. Apparently there were a bunch more Gil’s magic shops all around the world. According to him all of them are connected and every single one has a door portal that brings them to the same place. So regardless of where we move we’ll likely still be able to visit. As confusing as that was, I kinda understood.
With that though, Bryce and I were just excited to begin this new chapter together. And perhaps even spice things up from time to time by purchasing a few more items from Gil’s shop. Regardless I was sure that from this point on, our lives were going to be perfect…
