Jake’s dad, Robert, has always wanted to give his son everything he wanted in life. Being a single father has been tough on him, and he really has done his best to make Jake happy, but there’s one thing he can’t give his son…his body.
Jake was a lean, pencil-thin teenager, and barely 5′6″. To put things bluntly, the poor boy was crippled by low self-esteem because of his small size. He had a comfortable life, but all he wanted was to look more like his dad.
“You just need to wait for your growth spurt,” Robert reassured his boy, doubting it would ever come since he had already been a stud in the making when he was Jake’s age. But he stayed positive for his son and hoped that Jake would learn to love himself the way he was.
“I don’t wanna wait for something that might never even come!” Jake lashed out before storming to his room and slamming the door.
“He needs some space,” Robert said quietly before sighing and going to his own room.
Robert got down to just his boxers and looked at the body that he had been gifted with through the genetic lottery. Sure, he worked hard to maintain his physique, but his genetic blueprint was an ideal foundation to build from.
“This shouldn’t be a make or break for anyone’s happiness…” Robert mumbled before crawling into bed. He hoped more than anything that Jake could find happiness within himself.
Meanwhile Jake was in his room crushing various herbs and strange substances.
“If I can’t look more like you, then I’ll just have to BE you,” Jake assured himself as he read from a page he had torn out of a book at that weird occult bookstore.
The ingredients for this potion were surprisingly common, but the page claimed that precise measurements and mixing would help “release the spirit.”
“Goodbye, Dad,” Jake said before devouring his finished concoction.
He laid down in bed and closed his eyes and did the deep breathing exercises on the occult page. Minutes passed without any noticeable difference other than an herbal aftertaste in his mouth, but as time continued to pass, Jake found himself feeling lighter and lighter–almost like he was becoming disconnected from reality.
Jake opened his eyes and was amazed to see the last of his spiritual form leaving his teen body. His body wouldn’t survive long without his spirit inside, but he didn’t care. This was a one-trip for Jake.
Satisfied, Jake let himself sink through the floor. He had to go through another wall, but soon he found himself hovering over his Dad’s sculpted and muscular body. Jake wanted nothing more than to feel the confidence and power of being a stud like his dad–no–to feel the confidence and power of being the stud known as his dad. He had no second thoughts and no regrets as he dove right at his father’s rippled abs.
“Huh?!!!!!” Robert gasped as he was shocked awake.
Something had slammed him hard in the stomach–no something was still pushing so hard against him.
“WHat the–OH FUCK!” Robert yelled out as he felt some invisible force flooding into his body, filling his body past capacity.
“Aggggghhhhhhhhh uuunnngggggggggggg” Robert helplessly groaned as he thrashed in bed, gripping the sheets and gritting his teeth as he tried to roll off the bed–but the force pinning him down was too strong. He was stuck there as the energy continued to flood into him.
Robert moaned helplessly as it got harder and harder to control his movements. A wet, cold sensation spread from his abs down his thighs, up his pecs and worked all the way down to his toes, out to his fingers, and agonizingly, into his thick and erect cock. It wasn’t long until the sensation crept up his neck and he squinted his eyes shut tight as his back arched so he was clear off the bed. Every muscle in Robert’s body seized at once, and then with one last guttural grunt Robert felt a sensation like he had been shot out of a cannon.
Robert was stunned and in shock as he regained his senses, only now he was floating above his own body. He watched his own eyes open and then a mischevious smirk crossed his body’s lips.
“Oh fuuuuuuccccckkkkk yeah,” he heard his voice say as he watched his body’s hands rub up his torso.
“Oh yeah, call me Daddy,” his body moaned as Robert helplessly watched his own fingers caress and squeeze his nipples.
“Looks like I’m a stud like you after all,” he heard his body gloat with a chuckle.
“JAKE! That little shit!” Robert yelled in his spiritual form before diving back to reclaim his body.
To his dismay, there was a brief flash of light and then he was deflected right off his own body.
“Don’t even waste your energy, Dad,” Jake said, enjoying the smooth and deep voice leaving his mouth. “This was a one-way trip. My body’s upstairs–If you don’t make yourself at home in that pipsqueak body then I’m pretty sure you’ll just be stuck haunting this house until the end of time.
Robert roared in rage as he lunged at his body over and over again, getting hurled away each time and doing nothing more than tickling Jake in the process. His pleas and threats could not even be heard–the only evidence he was even present was the flash and sensation when he got deflected from his own body.
“Ohhhhhh yeah, Dad, that’s starting to feel kinda good,” Jake moaned as his father’s spirit deflected off him again. His new cock was gently pulsating inside those boxers, and as Robert watched his son reach into the waistband he realized he couldn’t take it anymore.
Robert floated up to his son’s room and saw Jake’s vacant body.
Not having any other option at the moment, he realized that having a body would be better than being stuck as a trapped spirit.
He begrudgingly started floating to Jake’s body, but then to his horror he saw the spirit of an overweight elderly man dive right Jake’s empty form.
“NOOOOO!!!!”Robert screamed as he dove at his son’s body, only to find himself repelled just like he was with his body.
Jake’s eyes fluttered open before grinning with a look of profound relief.
“Tough break,” Jake’s voice said, now controlled by the spirit of the elderly man.
“I was stuck here for decades, just watching family after family live in this home. Not that it matters to you, but I died alone and unhappy. I spent my whole life in the closet, and my last thought as a living person was that if I had the chance to be a cute little twink, I’d do everything differently. Looks like it was worth the wait,” Jake’s body said as he bit his lip and rubbed his thin and young body adoringly. “My name was Hugh in my last life, but I definitely prefer your son’s name. That’s right, I’m Jake now…” he said with satisfaction.
Hugh proudly walked his new body down the stairs before encountering a mirror and basking at his new chance at life. He had managed to keep up with the times by observing the evolution of technology through the inhabitants of the house, but he still got a giddy excitement as he pulled a strange device out of his pocket and unlocked it with his new fingerprint. He knew where the camera button was because he had watched Jake and Robert use the function countless times. Still, he was in awe as he clicked the button and snapped the first picture of his new body.
“Wait a second…” he said playfully before yanking his shirt off and taking another picture.
“I don’t know why you were so self-conscious Jake. Your body is fucking cute! Not complaining though…” Hugh said, still enjoying the teen voice leaving his mouth.
Hugh tucked the phone away. He planned on exploring the device in full later on, but in that moment he wanted to get acquainted with his new “Daddy.” His teen cock pulsated a bit just thinking about that.
Hugh walked in on Jake, still embracing and caressing his new, mature, stud body.
“Well, well, well, looks like you took that pipsqueak body after all.”
“You didn’t leave too many options,” Hugh replied, doing his best to act as if he were Robert inside Jake’s body.
“So what do you want anyway? Because this is my body now. Nothing can reverse it,” Jake gloated.
“No. No hard feelings,” Hugh said as he walked closer to Jake. “In fact, I’m glad you did what you did,” he cooed as he crawled onto the bed.
“Dad?” Jake asked, a little confused by how okay with this his Dad seemed.
“No, you’re my daddy now. Do you want your son to make you feel good?”
“Dad, what are you-Ohhhhhh ffuuuuuuucccccccckkkk” Jake moaned as his former body freed his new fatherly dick from his boxers and that hard cock in his mouth.
Robert’s spirit watched in horror.
“That’s not me!!!!! That’s some old gay pervert!!!!!! STOP!!! JUST FUCKING STOP!” the fatherly spirit begged, but he could not be heard anymore. He could only continue to watch, paralyzed in dread. Jake thought his own father was sucking him off!
Jake was smiling from ear to ear as he used his dad’s strong arms to guide his former mouth lower and lower.
Hugh eagerly swallowed that cock deeper and deeper until he had taken all 8 inches and had his lips firmly pressed against neatly trimmed pubes. He was in heaven–in control of a teen twink, his new father’s cock down his throat, and his stud father’s manly scent filling his nostrils.
Jake shivered as Hugh came up for air.
“Shit, Dad that felt so good!”
“You’re my dad now,” Hugh reminded Jake. “I’m your son now, and I wanna make you feel good.”
“Oh fuck yeah,” Jake said gruffly as he pulled his former body on top of his muscular and hairy torso.
He embraced his new role and hugged his son tight against his body before looking into his old eyes and leaning in to meet lips.
Hugh shivered in enjoyment as he felt the thick, trimmed beard of his new Daddy rubbing his smooth face. He opened his youthful mouth and let his Daddy’s tongue in. The moaned into each other’s mouths as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues.
Robert was horrified as he witnessed his own body passionately making out with the body of his own son. But just when he didn’t think things could get any worse, he watched Jake roll them over so Hugh was on his back.
“Spread your legs, son,” Jake said forcefully.
“Yes, Daddy,” Hugh replied as he kicked off his shorts and spread his twink legs wide.
Jake was over the moon as he found his Dad’s lube and began getting his new cock nice and slick. He was ready to fuck his old body. No–he was ready to fuck his son. Because he was the man now. He was the stud with the powerful body he had always wanted. He couldn’t control himself as he pushed his new massive cockhead against his old body’s virgin hole.
Hugh gasped as he felt his Daddy’s dick stretching him wide. He squirmed and groaned, but he looked up and saw the look of focus on his Daddy’s face. Hugh took a deep breath and relaxed, groaning as Jake pushed his father’s cock deeper and deeper into his former, teen hole.
“mmmmmmm you’re so tight, boy!” Jake moaned as he got his meaty cock halfway in his son. That turned him on so much looking at his old self, but knowing that the shrimpy twink he used to be was his son now. And he didn’t know if his dad had been brainwashed by the magic or if his dad was just really being so kinky, but he didn’t care. He was already loving his new life. Hugh was thinking the same thing as he felt fuller and fuller of thick, Daddy cock. He had been worried that Jake would immediately know something was wrong, but it was so erotic in Hugh’s opinion that Jake thought his own father was being a whore in that teen body. Hugh knew that Robert was probably in the room with them. That made him even harder.
“Fuck yeah! Fill me up, Daddy! Fuck my hole good! AGgggghhhhhhhhnnnnngggggggg Fuck yeah!” Hugh hollered out as the last inch of that Daddy cock was stuffed inside him.
Jake shivered and collapsed forward onto his old body, groaning as he adjusted to the feeling of his own father’s cock stuffed completely inside his old body’s hole.
Jake gasped for breath before forcing his mouth onto his son’s and pulling his hips back.
They both moaned into each other’s mouths as Jake thrust back in, and that repeated again, and again, except Jake started thrusting faster and harder until Hugh was basically just emitting a constant moan with his teen voice.
Hugh was literally overwhelmed by pleasure as his Daddy’s dick pistoned in and out of him at an almost inhuman speed and power. He pulled his Daddy close to him so he could feel friction with each thrust as that chest hair rubbed against his smooth body. He loved feeling overwhelmed by a larger and more powerful man. The opposite was true for Jake. He was finally the stud he always wanted to be. He never felt more confident than he did in that moment as he used his powerful abs, hips, thighs, and arms to give each thrust as much power as he could. He reveled in his control as his father’s sweat dripped onto his old body. No–it was his sweat. There was no going back now–he would forever be known to the world as Robert. And he would always adore and care for his twink son, Jake.
“Ohhhhhh Jake!!! Son!!! I’m so fucking close!” the new Robert grunted as he felt his big balls contract and pulsate.
Hugh accepted his new identity in that moment too. He was Jake now, and for as long as he could keep the act up, he would pretend to be the spirit of the true Robert. But in that moment he only had one thing to say, “Fucking cum inside me Daddy!”
The new Robert growled as he rolled them over, still fully inside his boy. The new Jake was on top and ready to ride his Daddy, but Robert surprised his boy by quickly leaning up and hugging his boy tight. Robert roared as he thrashed his cock up into his boy. Jake was practically seeing stars as he hugged his Dad tight and used his leg strength to slam himself down onto his dad’s throbbing cock. Then he felt those strong hands wrap around him. Robert gripped his boy for maximum leverage and used his full strength to pull his son as tight and close as possible with each thrust.
Jake’s teen body couldn’t take it anymore, and without even touching his twink dick he hollered out in his soft, adolescent voice as his throbbing teen boner launched his cum all over his dad’s sweaty, hairy, and ripped torso.
Robert winced as he felt his boy’s hole contracting tightly with each new shot of cum that sprayed his chest. It finally took him to his limit.
“FUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK YEEEEAAAHHHH SON!” he roared before forcing their mouths together again as he pulled them together tighter than ever and thrust his seed deep inside his boy. Shot after shot filled Jake’s hole until he just couldn’t contain any more of his dad’s load. With each new thrust, cum started leaking out of his hole until Robert pulled Jake tight against one final thrust. He held them together like that for several minutes, embraced and passionately kissing as they enjoyed their afterglow, fatherly cock still buried in son’s hole.
This was a fate worse than death for the spirit of the true Robert, but even he had to admit he had never seen his son happier than he was now that he had claimed Robert’s body and life as his own.