VincentsInTheFleshes

INDEFINITE HIATUS (Headswap & Possession) (18+)

[vincentintheflesh]

It was come to my attention that someone is impersonating me on discord.

I am currently only on tumblr, and don’t have any accounts on any other platforms. Please do not trust anyone who says they are me, and do not give them any personal info about yourself!

[nonotnolan]

Thirst Trap

Another collaboration with @vincentintheflesh -- I'm very grateful for his help with this piece, and I hope you enjoy the photos!

For a Craigslist roommate, I could have done a lot worse than Leo. By the time I realized that I was three credits short to graduate, it was too late to get a place in the dorms over the summer. All of my friends were either moving away or already had apartments of their own, leaving me scrambling for a place to stay.

And honestly, Leo himself wasn't the problem. Well, the guy clearly had anger issues, but it wasn't like he partied all the time or refused to wash dishes. Just... he was very clearly used to a specific kind of lifestyle, and he was not going to compromise. "We're both dudes, it's whatever," he said, seeing me stare at him the first time he walked around wearing only his boxers. "Get used to it."

I tried so hard not to be a pervert. All I had to do was endure Leo's habits for three months and then I would never have to deal with him again. He wasn't doing it on purpose-- I never told him that I was gay, so I'm pretty sure he had no idea that he was giving me an endless supply of eye candy. He often wore gym shorts that did little to disguise his bulge, and it took all of my will power to look away. I don't think he noticed me stealing glances, but I still felt guilty anytime I caught myself staring at his package.

Gym days were the hardest. Leo would return from the gym reeking of sweat, and he would just peel off his dirty clothes and toss them to the floor. Sure, he'd clean up after himself once he showered, but it meant that I had about fifteen minutes where his damp jock strap was just laying there, taunting me. If he had ever caught me huffing his underwear, I'm sure he would have beaten me to a pulp.

After three weeks the sexual tension was becoming unbearable. If I didn't confess my feelings for him soon, I was going to become a hormonal wreck. Even if Leo rejected me, and I was certain he would, at least that would give me some sense of closure.

The last thing I expected was Leo's headless body sitting on the living room couch. I knew it was his-- I'd been lusting after it for long enough, let alone the telltale tattoo on his left arm. The neck stump was smooth, and its chest still moved like it was breathing. I don't know why I wasn't freaking out more, seeing Leo's body like this, but something about its posture exuded calm.

"Are you... okay?" I asked, approaching the body. Leo must have come back from the gym, because his body was completely naked and his gym clothes were strewn across the floor. "Can you tell me how this happened?"

His body made an exaggerated shrug with its arms, as if to say 'I have no idea.' It then patted the space next to him, inviting me to take a seat. Anxious but aroused, I slowly lowered myself next to Leo's body. His arm pulled me closer as I let out a soft moan. I was gonna start leaking through my khakis if I got any harder, but that must have been the goal. Leo's body fumbled around until it grabbed my arm, located my wrist, and used that to place my hand directly on his inner thigh.

"I fuckin' knew it!" Leo yelled, causing me to freeze in fear. My eyes darted around the room, looking for the source of his voice. It took me a few moments to locate his detached head on the shelving above the TV. "I knew you were just a creepy fag! I had my warlock friend help me set the perfect trap, and you fell for it. What do you have to say for yourself, buttfuck?"

The fear of being discovered shifted into anger as Leo hurled insult after insult at me. "Hey, I'm not the one with the handsy body," I said, hopping up to my feet to get closer to eye level with him. "Besides... you're just a head on a shelf right now. What are you going to do to stop me?"

His smug indignation turned into hesitation as the gears of his mind started turning. "You wouldn't dare," he whispered, glaring at me. I said nothing in response, opting instead to strip naked while he was forced to watch. I sat down on his body's lap, and I thought he was going to have an aneurysm. "When I can control my body again, you are so fucking dead!" he yelled.

His body, however, was clearly loving the attention. Leo howled with rage as I started groping his body, gently kissing the stump of his neck as his body began to pull off its clothes. This was a terrible idea, but after weeks of tension, I no longer cared. Leo's head could do nothing to stop me, and Leo's body was an attentive lover.

As I allowed Leo's body to escort me into my bedroom, I briefly considered everything I would have to do starting tomorrow. I'd have to pack up all of my stuff and move out before Leo's friend reattached his head. I'd be spending at least another week or so couch surfing while trying to find yet another place to stay. But seeing that body applying lube, spread eagle on my bed? The trap was absolutely worth it the punishment.

[vincentintheflesh]

Another collaboration with Mr. Nolan!

[nonotnolan]

Bodily Betrayal

A collaboration with @vincentintheflesh -- He did amazing work with the photos for this piece!

"C'mon, Toby. You really aren't coming out to the bars with us?"  Matt was trying to guilt trip me for not going out on a Tuesday, and I was really starting to get sick of his shit.  Sharing an apartment with another gay guy had seemed like a really good idea at the start of the semester, but we weren't even halfway through the year and I was already regretting it.  It was fun to hang out with a party animal like Matt, but dealing with his antics 24/7 was exhausting.

"Look, I have, like... three different projects due by Friday, and if I want to keep my gym schedule I can't waste time partying or recovering from the hangover.  Maybe this weekend I can... the hell are you doing?"  Matt was patting my shoulder like he was showing me sympathy.

"You poor thing," he said, staring directly at my chest.  "He spends all that time at the gym pumping you up, and then he never does anything to show you off!  Who buys a sports car and keeps it stashed in a garage?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.  "You're seriously having a conversation with my body.  Stop being weird and... wait, what the fuck is happening?"  I couldn't feel my body anymore. My hands lifted themselves up to my ears, only I wasn't the one controlling my hands.  All I could do was watch as my hands planted themselves firmly onto the sides of my head, and pulled.  My head had somehow completely detached from my body!  "Matt, what the fuck did you do!?"

He just grinned at my body. "Hell yeah!  Let's ditch Toby, and I'll take you out for a great time."  My body tossed me-- my head-- onto the couch, where I landed sideways onto the cushions.  All I could do was watch in horror as Matt lifted off his own head off of his slender, tattooed body and placed it on my neck.  "Thanks for the ride, Toby! Why you don't take more advantage of this body, I'll never know."  He started groping my chest as he moaned softly to himself, and I could see my body's growing erection strain against the fabric of my shorts.

"I mean, I gotta check out what I'm packing prior to using it tonight, right?"  I tried to protest, but I was helpless to stop him from fondling my manhood.  "Damn, Toby, this is gotta be at least seven inches!" he said, stroking my own cock in front of me.  "I can't wait to pick up some twink at the bars tonight so I can test this bad boy out! I'm gonna hit up your closet and borrow one of your nice silk shirts.  Don't wait up!"

Unbelievable.  The thought of that asshole taking my body out for a joyride and getting my dick wet had me seeing red, but what could I do about it?  I was just a fucking head.  He didn't even have the decency to tilt me upright before he left.  Although... Matt did leave his body behind...  If Matt could talk to my body like it was a separate thing, maybe the reverse was also true? 

"Hey, buddy," I said, trying to get the attention of his body.  "What say we help each other out?  How about you put me on you neck and-- hey, don't walk away, asshat!"  God, even Matt's body was insufferable.  "C'mon, man, I can... what if I let you use my mouth?"  It felt gross, like I was trying to negotiate with a drunken asshole, but at least his body had turned around. I would do anything to avoid being stuck as just a head on the couch all night.  "Yeah, man. Use my mouth.  You want me to suck your nips?  Maybe give you a blowjob?  I'll even make sure to throw in a good wank session later tonight.  Just don't leave me on the couch!"

Matt's body dropped his pants to the ground and started thrusting his junk into my face.  I wanted to be mad, but I realized that he couldn't actually see what he was doing. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and eventually his body figured out where to position me so that I could give him the best blowjob. Without my shoulders getting in the way, he was able to position me a lot closer to the base of his cock. I didn't have much of a gag reflex as a detached head, which was good because I don't think Matt's body would have stopped. At least he wiped my chin off on his sweatpants after he came.

"Okay, you had some fun, so now can you-- oh thank God!" Matt's body lowered me down onto his neck, and suddenly I had control over his entire body. Honestly, my first reaction was just relief that I had arms again, but the longer I stood there, the weirder it got. Looking down and seeing Matt's tattoo sleeves was trippy as shit, and his body barely had any muscle definition. Credit where credit was due, his skin was much softer than mine. The man was lanky as hell, but I couldn't deny that he took care of himself in his own way.

I looked at my temporary body in the living room mirror, testing the firmness of my new ass with a few squeezes. I had a sudden impulse to try and protect what remained of Matt's modesty, but fuck that. For one, I'd already had his dick in my mouth thanks to how horny his body had been. But mostly it came down the fact that Matt clearly had no qualms about getting my body naked as soon as he could, so I might as well repay the favor. I pulled down the waistband of his sweatpants to see an average five inches of uncut cock. Perfectly serviceable, but it explained why he was so enamored with mine.

Was Matt's body going to get bored with me and pull off my head the same way my own body had? I didn't want to risk it. I decided to talk out loud as I looked at my new body in the mirror. "Don't worry, you tattooed fuck, we'll definitely spend some time messing around. I can't exactly wear someone else's body and not test it out! Especially when I know that fucker's doing the same to mine. I bet he-- oh, fuck!" My fingers brushed over my nipples and I could feel that shiver travel down through the root of my cock. "Is it ready for round two already?" I gave my stiffening cock a few tugs. God damn that felt good!

Was his body that much more sensitive than mine, or were the new sensations just more intense for me? I brushed the head of my new cock and damn near collapsed to the floor when my knees buckled. "I don't care why it feels good, it's enough that it does!" I started stroking it with one hand while my other hand pinched my nipples. Did I know where Matt kept his lube? Honestly, his dick was leaking enough precum that I didn't need it. 

Normally I would have found the thought of jacking off in front of a mirror to be a total boner kill, but seeing my head on Matt's slender body was actually kind of hot. I started picking up speed, jerking it faster and harder until suddenly my hand shot off and slammed into the mirror.  "Ow, fuck," I yelled, cursing Matt's boney wrists.  "How the hell did I lose grip on his... oh."  I hadn't lost my grip-- his cock had completely detached from his body.  I couldn't help but laugh as I considered all of the possibilities.  Obviously I was going to be giving myself a blowjob, but I had a few other ideas in mind.

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"Hey Toby, sorry for leaving your head on the couch all night," Matt said, finally coming up at 8:50 in the morning. He hadn't even bothered to get fully dressed after spending the night doing God knows what in my body. I assumed he left my good shirt in the car-- If he lost it to some random guy's apartment, I was going to be so pissed. If I was starting to feel a bit guilty about my plan, this just confirmed my resolve to go through with it.

I didn't want Matt to get suspicious, so I had his body put me back on the couch after I'd had my fun last night.  "You missed a good time last night," he said, rubbing his hands across my abs. "I met this absolute power bottom of a twink, and we... well, you and I both know exactly what the two of us did all night. I made sure to use a condom, don't worry.  Anyway, it's time to switch back."  He grabbed the top of his head firmly by the hair and yanked hard, pulling it off of my neck. Seeing him walk across the room like a headless horseman was unsettling, to say the least.

"I'm surprised you're giving my body back to me so soon," I said, glaring at him as he passed his head over to his body's outstretched hands.  Once his head was back in place, he reached down to deal with me.  I wanted so badly to slap the smug grin off his face, but I just needed to be patient.

He laughed at me, giving my nose a few honks before giving me my body back.  "Sadly, I think people would notice if my shoulders were suddenly twice the size as my old ones.  Besides, I know exactly how much time you spend in the gym to have a body this nice.  Nuts to that-- I'll just let you do the work for me!" I couldn't help but growl at that comment, and he responded by flicking my ear. "Easy, now. You can yell at me later-- I don't want to be late for class."

Once my head was back in place, I couldn't help but grab my pecs with both hands. I had missed this.  Feeling the massive slabs of meat under my fingers was so comforting.  I gave my pits a few quick sniffs.  I probably needed a shower after everything Matt had done in my body, but a quick spritz of cologne would have to do.  He was right-- we didn't have much time before class.

I looked over at him to see if he had noticed my revenge yet.  Based on the way he was palming his crotch, I think he had.  "Toby, where the fuck is my cock!?"  I had hidden his manhood in my sock drawer, not that I was gonna be telling him that anytime soon.  The fucker owed me.  Twelve hours of being dickless seemed like a good start.

I smiled back at him.  "You can yell at me later-- I don't want to be late for class."

[vincentintheflesh]

A collab I did with nonotnolan himself 🤗

[vincentintheflesh]

Who are the twins, at the gym? Got a name? I love twins, stolen identities, I'll use them in a story

The one on the left is Vincent, and the one on the right is Vincent. Did that help?

-Vincent

(You can also definitely use them in a story! Just make sure to provide credit).

[vincentintheflesh]

Hope you're doing ok. I love your stuff.

I know this is quite old but I’m doing good! Thank you. I just post things at my own pace- and that pace is very slow if you haven’t noticed.

[vincentintheflesh]

Is it possible for Vincent to take in an apprentice/pupil?

“An apprentice? I think it’d be quicker if you had my head in place of yours.”

-Vincent

[vincentintheflesh]

how often do you post new stories?

I post them very infrequently as I tend to be occupied by other things irl, but I do often think about what I should write next.

[vincentintheflesh]

Head On Over

“Damn, I look so fucking hot..” He mumbled to himself as he admired the picture of his exposed self.

“Wonder which one I should use for the next post..”

…

Draft edited 05/04/2015

Sup guys! Jason here.

As you can see, I’ve been taking pictures of myself out in the open and exposed! Why? Well, people don’t really pass by these areas and it gives me this weird (but good) feeling when I show myself off. Not in the kind of way where you feel like you could get caught- but in a way where someone is actively watching you. No one was ever there when I checked around though. Dunno. I swear I never got this feeling before getting to this place but it’s prob nothing.

Aside from my sexy little shots, everything here is pretty cool. Lots of nature, sunlight, mountains, and hot locals. One of the guys here in particular has really stuck in my mind. He didn’t really do anything interesting- he just seems to be everywhere. Dunno how he does it but I see him at least 3 times whenever I go out, and he has a different outfit on each time. Not gonna lie I was a bit creeped out because I thought he was stalking me. The more I thought about it though, the more I realized that he never glanced in my direction until I approached him. I was able to talk to him a bit and I guess he’s cool and pretty hot up close. Also noticed something about his neck but I didn’t say anything.

He also told me that I was welcome to “head on over” anytime. Wasn’t sure if I really wanted to enter a stranger’s house at first,  but we’d already talked for a good bit so why not? What could go wrong? I could totally beat his ass if needed to. And I’m pretty sure that this area is relatively safe too so maybe he won’t kill me lol. Don’t really have much else to do anyway since my vacation is almost over. Might as well have a bit more fun before I go.

Draft edited 05/05/2015

Alright, I’m heading over to that guy’s house. Wish me luck dudes.

…

“Hey! Good to see you, Jason.” He nonchalantly said as he waved his muscular left arm at Jason. His smile was wide as he sat up from his shaded porch to walk towards him. As he moved into the sun, his hard and defined muscles revealed its chiseled form under its light. 

“What’s up, man.” Jason returned the smile, his eyes darting between the man’s face and abs.

“Come on in.” He said with a knowing smirk  “I’ve only got milk for drinks right now. Is that alright?”

“..You hinting at something?”

“...No.” He smirked as he pulled the door open.

…

The moment I walked through that door… I suddenly remembered the pictures that I took of myself and the feeling of it. Huh, that’s random.

Before I could question it any further, his voice pulls my attention towards him.

“Follow me.” He said in his usual friendly manner.

I immediately listened for some reason. I assumed that he was going to lead me to the living room or something, but he just kept bringing me to these doorless, empty, and identical hallways. We occasionally took a few turns but that was it. And throughout it all, he seemed a bit.. Out of it? Each time I tried to make conversation, he just gave me clipped answers with that same smile. What was up with him..? 

I looked behind me, contemplating whether or not I should leave but only saw the endless hallway.

“Oh- we’re almost there! Don’t turn around just yet!” He suddenly called to me from farther ahead. At this point, I really didn’t want to be here anymore. When I tried to just leave though, my feet just wouldn’t budge. It was like the carpet was gripping onto me whenever I tried to step away from the man, so the only way was towards him.

Ugh…

We eventually reached a room that seemed to somewhat resemble a living room. Wooden floor, two couches and a table.. And that was it. No windows or decorations. I knew it- this guy was a weirdo… I sigh as I stepped forward.

…

The moment he stepped into the room, he was overcome by an overwhelming numbness.

“…”

“…”

… Wait.. Why does my neck- Why can’t I feel anything…? 

“Sorry- ” the man apologetically said as he turned to me.

What’s going on..? 

“I’ve really been needing this..and so has the house so… Yeah.”

He shrugged. There was a bent smile on his lips.

“But I’ll take good care of your body, alright? It’s a promise.”

What the fuck is he talking about?? What’s happening?!

I tried to scream as I felt his cold hands gently clasp around my neck. And then, they suddenly tightened and pulled upwards.

Pop

“There we go!”

My eyes widened as I looked down after hearing the noise.

Is that.. 

My body? 

…

The man gently placed Jason’s head down onto the little table, facing him in a way that guaranteed that he would see what was about to happen. He silently smirked at Jason as he roamed his hands around the headless body’s bulging muscles. As he did so, his hands slowly inched towards his pants… and suddenly, the body’s semi-hardened package straining against his jocks was in full view for both Jason and the man. Jason couldn’t believe his eyes as he witnessed what was unfolding. His very own body twitched and squirmed whilst under the mercy of the grinning man.

For a moment, he stopped his groping and stepped back.

“Alright, give it to him.” He said, clapping his hands twice.

Just then, the spot of the ceiling directly above the body began to twist and morph as if it were slime. It only did so for a few seconds until something familiar emerged from it. A hint of recognition passed through Jason’s eyes as he watched it cleanly plunge onto the stump of his headless body. He glanced between the man that brought him here, and the head. They shared the same dark hair, dark eyes, stubble, thick eyebrows, styled hair, and mismatching skin tones on their necks… Suddenly, everything made sense to him.

The newly attached head slowly opened its eyes and looked around. Its lips curled into a smirk when its eyes fell upon Jason’s bodiless form. 

“Finally…”

Its right arm rose up and bent into a flex, while its other hand made its way down to its bulging jock, firmly squeezing it.

“Mmmm… Fuuuuck…” It moaned as it began to peel away its jockstrap to free his throbbing member.

As it controlled Jason’s limbs to feel its stolen muscles up, the other man approached his body from behind, pressing his tented pants against his bubble butt. The two of them lustfully grinned at each other before pressing their lips together. Their tongues twisted into each other whilst their warm bodies grazed on one another. The head began to stroke his hardened length and the man hungrily rubbed his cock against his ass, the both of them desperate for a release. The man then pulled away and repositioned himself in front of the body. He kneeled down and quickly took its length deep into his throat. Wet squelches of his mouth echoed throughout the room as he relentlessly thrusted his head back and forth.

The body thief reeled its head back and grunted in pleasure. It thrusted forward, grasping the man’s head as he erupted, warm drops of white leaking out from the corners of the man’s mouth.

And throughout all of this, Jason could only watch as a bystander- hindered by his bodiless form. 

“...It’s… cold…” he finally said. His eyelids became heavy as he drifted off to a deep slumber. The ceiling shifts again, twisting and turning. This time, thick tendrils emerge from it, reaching down onto Jason’s head and encircling it. As if accepting an offering, it pulled his head into itself.

“Do you think he’ll mind a little makeover?” The man nonchalantly asked the head as he looked at the ceiling.

“Well, who would mind looking like me… or rather, us?” The head replied with a laugh.

The man smiled “Hm, no one of course- but we’ll need to find a body for him.”

“Right right… But why don’t we have a bit more fun before that..?”

“I'm all yours.”

[vincentintheflesh]

Just as they were about to take a photo together, the guy on the right had noticed something odd in the camera app: the man in the painting was gone… But before he could even say or do anything, a strange force overtook his head, and clouded his eyes for a brief second.

When his vision his cleared, he realized that nothing was off and that it was only his imagination, so he resumed his posing- with a very sly smirk on his handsome face... 😈

[vincentintheflesh]

“Looks like your guard is down…” 😈

“What’d you s- what the?!”

His eyes widened and his heart beat jumped at the flesh-like blob behind him- but he had seen it too late.

*SCHWOP*

“…”

“…Damn, that felt good..” 😏

He flexed an arm with a cocky grin on his rugged face.

“You’re welcome, Vincent.”

“Thanks, Vincent.”

[vincentintheflesh]

Posing for a picture are we? Why don’t I join in~? 😈

Requested by Anonymous

[vincentintheflesh]

The man was jogging on the sidewalk of a strangely empty area. He couldn’t help but feel as if there was something watching him, but he shook his head, believing that it was simply his imagination. After awhile, the man slows down to a stop and decides to rest as his body felt strangely hotter than usual... He exhaustedly walked to the sidewalk, and sat down onto the warm, stone path.

While the unsuspecting man was recovering from the heat, an sudden wave of cold energy suddenly thrusted into his back, quickly spreading throughout his body. For a moment, he hears a deep voice chuckling inside his own head, before his consciousness was quickly snatched away.

The visage of the possessed man morphed into that of someone else- someone familiar. He cockily smirks, feeling up his own biceps and abs with his rough hands before standing back up to continue his jog nonchalantly.

[vincentintheflesh]

Birthday Surprise

Requested by an anonymous user

He closed his house door and sighed with a smile.

“That was a pretty fun birthday!” Dan said, as he walked into his bedroom. He exhaustedly set down the many gifts that he had gotten from his friends and boyfriend during his birthday. He wanted to refresh himself with a shower first before opening them, as the party hard sort of drained him despite being enjoyable.

After showering and drying himself off, he slipped on a pair of blue shorts with bananas all over it and walked back into his room.

“Now let's see what is in these…” Dan said as he began to open each gift.

“Clothes, plushies… Oh, wow! A figure from an anime I like too! I’m surprised my aunt got me one of those.”

Each gift he opened was perfectly normal, until he opened one a red gift box with a black ribbon. Dan creased his eyebrows, confused as to who would give him this, and why. It was a realistic mask of an unknown and handsome man. Dan ran his fingers along the mask’s skin and hair texture, flinching at how real both features felt. As he observed the mask, a strong urge to place it on his own face had crossed his mind, but he resisted it. Out of caution, he quickly moved it far away from his face.

“Why did I feel that strange urge?” He asked himself.

Dan knew that didn’t have that kind of fetish, so he was a little bewildered at himself.

He curiously looked back over to the gift box and picked it up to see who had gifted him this strange item. On the back of it, he found a single name that was written in black letters.

“Vincent”

“Vincent… What? Who is that..?” Dan mumbled to himself, glancing back over to the mask.. He had seen a few anime where the character gets possessed by a mask, but that can’t possibly happen in his reality… Right? There was something in the back of his head, yelling at him to throw away the mask… But he chose to ignore it, believing that he was being silly. What could a hyper realistic mask do to him?

Dan decided to set it aside on his couch for the time being and continue opening presents. Thankfully, his next present was something much less strange; it was a brand new camera, and one of the recent models as well. He chuckled as he saw on the gift box that it was from “boyfriend”, written in black cursive text with a heart next to it. Photography was one of his favorite hobbies when he wasn’t doing anything important, and so this gift had made him very happy

Dan tilted his head “I swear I didn’t tell him that I needed a new camera… But maybe a family member told him.” He shrugged.

“Whatever,” he said to himself as he walked towards his mirror, “I should test this camera out instead of thinking too much.” With his camera in hand, he began fiddling around with the camera’s buttons…

…With his back completely turned away from the mask.

Dan was too focused on testing out the features of the camera to notice that the mask had floated towards the back of his head. When he looked back up to the mirror, his eyes widened out of shock.

Within the blink of an eye, it quickly wrapped itself around his head and seamlessly sealed itself to his neck, leaving behind a featureless head with black hair. When he tried to speak, the mask filled his throat with a hard, phallic substance…. And when he tried to move, his muscles wouldn’t budge… After a few seconds, a sudden intense stimulating sensation rippled across his body, dousing Dan of his consciousness.

Vincent’s face then emerged from the faceless head, smirking at his prize as a tent bulge began to form in his shorts.

“Well, worked pretty well…” He chuckled, glancing at the box that used to contain the camera. “Good thing I got to him first.”

Vincent then turned back to the mirror, and pulled down his blue shorts, revealing his hard, throbbing dick. He placed one hand on the back of his head, and a finger on the other hand on the shutter button.

“This new hobby of mine come in handy~” He said with a smirk, snapping a picture of himself in his new mirror.

[vincentintheflesh]

“Heh… I’ve gotta thank you, buddy, for making it so easy to take your friend’s body…”

“Give it back??” He said, chuckling and shaking his head.

“Don’t think I will… But I could give you something else instead~”

The man possessing the body morphed his head back to the original owner of the body. He stepped closer to you and wrapped his muscular arm around your back- a devious grin creeping onto his face. You have nowhere to run now.

“Why don’t we do a little exploring tonight?” He seductively whispered,

“I know how much you love drooling over this body…”

[vincentintheflesh]

“Seems like someone’s too busy checking himself out.” 😏

[REQUESTED BY @iainlewisfourth]

[vincentintheflesh]

“What the hell… Some shithead knocked me out and took all of my clothes.. Where even am I?”

The confused and irritated man walked up to a blue fence, and then surveyed his surroundings. While he did so, he wasn’t able to see much but the chaos of nature surrounding him… However, the one thing that he did not see would be his own demise.

It had already creeped up from the fence behind him-

and before he even could react…

The human-like creature lunged at his head, and engulfed it with its rubbery form within a second.

“MMMFMM?!” (WHAT THE FUCK?)

He tried to reach for his face to peel the rubber-like thing off, but he couldn’t move his arms. In his struggle to break free, he began to lose himself to an intensely arousing and masculine sensation that was unstoppably growing from within him.

“…”

“…..It seems like my new creation worked,” The creature said in its own deep voice, deviously chuckling as he grabbed his newly stolen crotch.

“Time to have some fun…”

[vincentintheflesh]

“Game over, Vincent wins~” 😈