One Gift Can Change The World

One Gift Can Change the World

(A story written for @tf-lover for the annual story exchange)

The world was a blur, as Erica zoomed by. She was driving home in a rush. The day had dragged on, and her professor was the cherry on top of pile shit that today had turned out to be. Unfortunately, her ass of a professor wasn't the only problematic man she had to face. On a daily basis, there was a parade of men that would at best annoy her and, at worst, make her wish she was not a girl. Don't get me wrong. She loved being a girl. Well, she loved being a Tom Girl. But even with her best attempt of dressing and acting tough, there were always guys trying to hit on her ... make her act like “a real woman,” Stop hiding her beauty by dressing like a “dyke,” and let a man protect her. But, she didn't need a man’s protection. She'd taken out guys twice her size. But, all people saw when they looked at her was a small and weak 4’9 girl.

Although, she wouldn't lie. She often fantasized about being a man. And, not just any man. She wanted to be seen tough on the outside like she felt on the inside. Yeah, if she was a man, she'd wanted to be ripped and muscled out. She'd want to be the epitome of strength. She'd want to look like she worked out every day of her life. She'd smile at the fact that men would finally leave her alone. She wouldn't get hit on. Her professor wouldn't even dare criticize her. And, if he did ... she beat the living shit out of him without breaking a sweat.

As she drove home, she let these ideas carry her to her happy place. Gaming. The only solace she had from reality. She could play as a manly warrior. She could be the cool space soldier with undoubted authority. She could play with the boys and not be thought of as some girl. She never even considered telling her gamer friends she was a girl. It was her little secret ... a secret made better by the fact she was better than all of them in any game they played. Thanks to the technological advancements of the late 21st and early 22nd centuries, her video game fantasies were even more of a reality. The improvements of artificial imaging, vocal mapping, and sensory mirroring in virtual reality helped to make gamers live a life in the games they played.

Now, she was speeding through traffic on her way home. She was looking forward to the only saving grace that could make this shitty day better. Today was the announcement of the newest VR game. Rumored to be the next big step in virtual reality. There have been a few clips and leaks of the game, but other than that, the games secrets have been locked up tight. All she knew of the game was that it was rumored to have true realism graphics and that if it was true ... it would be the first of its kind. She continued her way home, cursing at anything that slowed her down.

Arriving home, she ran straight to her room. “Hey, fuckers keep it down. I'm gonna be watching the announcement of the new game. And, if I'm interrupted, I'm gonna kick someone's ass.” She puffed as rushed by her roommates. With readied excitement she turned on her computer and logged onto the first stream of the announcement she could find. The screen remained black for a few seconds before flashing to life.

The screen flashed with the image of The Second Life company. Three colored triangles zoomed onto the screen. They proceed to spin around in a circle, and their points interlocked. The logo began to fade, as a man sitting at an office desk begins to get into view. The chat section began to glow abuzz. People commented their excitement, others shouted out greetings to the void, and others just threw out nonsense. “Hello! And welcome to today's announcement.” The man smiled as he spoke. His name flashed under him on the screen, Nathan Black.

The man continued to talk as he spoke with a smug grin. The attractive features of his face and those most likely underneath his suit helped fill his presence with Charisma. “History has led us to this moment. Our ancestors could only imagine what their children could have achieved. And, Human history has brought so many advancements in so many areas of science and technology. VR technology is one of these areas.Beginning in the 2010s, we entered the dark ages of VR. The first real uses and mainstream-ifacation. Over the years, new technology has been created to make these experiences even more real and personal. Now, in the great year 2130, you can play as a cartoon cat running your own cafe. Zip through space in your own spaceship. Immerse yourself in real-time team warfare. Take on cgi Dragons with your friends. Build cgi avatars to be the person you always wanted to be. Even now, data shows that 10 percent of people have decided to make VR spaces and games their true lives. Spending most of their day plugged in. 30 percent of people report a steady income from VR game economies. The future is now VR!” He stands up and begins to walk around the office. The camera moved to follow him.

“Our ancestors one hundred years ago ... had dreams. Flying cars, instant meals, teleportation services, space travel, etcetera. But, years of human conflict have stunted any progress we could have achieved. Instead, we continue to look for an escape from real life. Instead, we've put money into developing entertainment. We hope to be distracted from the world. Those numbers I've shared are only going up. With 55 percent of people interested in making a move to permanent VR or even picking up a second job in VR spaces. And, why wouldn't they? Everything our ancestors wanted, in the 21st, 20th, 19th centuries, and back to the dawn of time, is available in these VR spaces. So why not improve them to the best capabilities we can. Why not make it more real? Why not make them as indistinguishable from reality as we can? Well, we have. Everything you have seen in this announcement has not been real. It has been generated with our new console. The Second Life X.” As he says that, the walls and everything in his office disintegrate like sand blown in a strong breeze. He now stands in an open cleaning in a forest. The comment section of the stream explodes with excitement and disbelief. A group of people not believing this is real because there was just no way that graphics could be this good.

“And the first foray into this new world of VR is called Fantasy Land. The bundled game will come with the console at launch. When we developed what we are calling Real CGI ... we pondered on what genre would be the first to explore. And we thought it would be best to take it back to the earliest form of fantasy. Where knights and wizards roamed to adventure. Where fairies danced in the woods and magic was in the air. Where people would live to die as legends.”

The rest of the stream showed off new features of the game. The intensive character creation section. Erica could imagine spending days, if not weeks, just on the character creation to make her avatar the exact way she wanted it. As Nathan showed off these features, it was almost scary how real it looked. Nathan's face would morph to have different features. His body would grow and shrink to different sizes. Finally, he reverted back to himself and began to show off some spells, and they looked equally realistic. The stream ended with the surprise that the system and game would drop a week before Christmas, tomorrow.

All the excitement that built up in Erica was instantly drained. She collapsed onto her gaming chair. She let out an audible “Fuuuck!” From her room. She sat there for a few minutes and then moved to plop herself face down on the bed. “Fuck! Today couldn't just be a bit better.” As she lied there in self pity, she could hear her door squeak open. “Erica!!! Did you see it! Did you see the announcement!” She didn't even need to look up to see that her twin brother had entered the room.

She loved her brother, but right now, she wanted to be left alone. But, she could hear the excitement in his voice. And, he didn't deserve her meanness. No, Elias had to deal with meanness all his life. When they were both in the womb, Erica felt like she took all the good genes. She was smart and beautiful despite hiding it in baggy clothes. Her brother was not the brightest, and he wasn't the most attractive man in a room. He was a socially awkward geek. One that she would have to protect from bullies at school. But, now in college, he did have two things she didn't have. The ability to make real friends. Yeah, she had online friends ... but she kept a bunch of secrets from them. But, again, she didn't really like people. So, she was glad that Elias had friend making skills at the very least. So, she could spend more time alone in the virtual world. The second thing was her brother's size and strength. He was the definition of a friendly giant.

“Yeah, I heard.” She sighed and looked up at her brother. “Are you sure? Because, if you did ... you'd be more excited!” He beamed. “No, yeah, the game looked great.” She rolled her eyes. “Erica! Then why aren't you excited ... are you being sarcastic ... I can't tell. Why didn't you like the game?” Elias pleaded for an answer. “Cause, Elias, I won't be playing the game!” She yelled out. Elias jumped. “Why not? I mean, it's coming out tomorrow ... short notice. But we can go out now and wait in line for a midnight release somewhere.” Erica sighed, “It’s not because it's too soon ... it's because I don't have money to buy a new console! I thought it was gonna be a game for SL 9.” Elias looked worried. “Well that's okay ... then when you do get money ... we can go get one. So what if we have to wait a week or two.” Erica fell back onto her bed. “If only! Remember when the Second Life 9 came out ... it was completely out of stock for a year ... and then some people didn't even get it off the waitlist until 3 years later.” Elias sank on the bed next to her. He was also beginning to realize the bad news. “We could ask mom and dad ...” Erica cut him off, “They never would ... you know they are against VR, and they believe it's evil and gonna take over the world.” Elias weakly smiled, “Well ... then we hope for a miracle.” Erica, let those words sink in, “Yup, a miracle.”

Christmas Day

Erica had spent the rest of the week in a sort of depression. Now, sitting around her family as they opened presents, she couldn't get herself in the mental space to be there. Everyone was smiling and getting into the atmosphere of the day. She opened her presents like everyone else. She got dresses from her parents. She got makeup and lotions from other family members. She got a gift card from her brother, which was the only gift she liked. Christmas was another horrible day. And, when it was over, she was happy. Her and Elias began the drive back to their shared apartment. Their other roommates still gone with their families out of state.

Getting back to the apartment, she plopped onto the couch and sat down. Elias slowly approached. “I got you another present ... I thought it would be best to open away from mom and dad.” He hurried to his room and came back with a big box. “Merry Christmas!” Erica was puzzled and began to open it. “ You didn't need... Oh my fucking God! How...” She exploded with excitement, as she unwrapped the Second Life X bundle.

She ran to her room and began to plug in everything. The game loaded up, and she attached the new VR headset to her face. The logo of the company and the game flash by. She hurried to start a new game. She looked down and saw her current body in some kind of fantasy styled inn and wearing barbarian starting gear. She saw options floating around her. She instantly goes to height and begins to increase it. The world around her became slightly smaller. Now, she was standing at 6’4. She looked at her reflection in a mirror. She laughed at seeing her features on this stretched out body. She swapped her gender and felt a zap on the side of her head. She touched it as a reaction. “Fuck that hurt!” The game informed here that sensory mode had now been enabled. And, at that instant she saw her body begin to morph to look more masculine. She looked like her brother, only better looking and slimmer. As her body morphed it felt like water rippling. It felt relaxing. Then she gasped as she felt something pop out of her vagina. She reached down into her pants, noticing her clothes also were shifting to match her new body, she felt her new cock. “What the fuck ... this is new ... this game really went there!” She laughed with her same voice. She winced seeing such a girly voice coming out of this man's body. She began to explore voice options until she found one she liked. She looked at her reflection and smile. She looked like a hot fuck boy. But, she didn't want to stop there. She wanted to be a man.

She began to explore with body hair options. And increasing her muscle size by adding points to her strength stat. She found it interesting that layout her stats started as. She also found it strange that if she wanted to, she could max all her stats to 20. She maxed out her strength. She set her dexterity to 15. Her constitution maxed to 20. Her intelligence was already 17, so she didn't change it. Her wisdom was also not changed at 12. And, her charisma score of 5 was bumped to 14. Her body morphed to match every choice. She looked at her new avatar. An absolute beast of a man. Hairy, ripped, and good-looking. She was happy as she looked in the mirror. She felt her body, and it felt rock hard. Her cock was ragging in her pants. “Fuck ... is this really gonna be part of the game.” She laughed. She pondered making more changes... but she also wanted to see actual game play. Worst case she could always start a new game if she did want to make changes to the way she looked. She played the first ten minutes of the game before she felt hungry. “Too bad I still have to leave the game to eat.” She laughed.

She took off her headset, and the world was thrown out of balance. Her room looked so much smaller. She began to stumble and walk. She felt so heavy, and the floor thudded with every step. She looked down and saw her avatar from the game. She or now he was completely naked. The clothes he was wearing were torn to shreds. He let out a guttural yell instead of a scream. “Erica! Is that you!” Elias barged into the room. He looked at the naked barbarian in front of him, hung like a horse. “Ahhhhh!” Elias screamed.

Erica rushed to him. Not knowing his own strength, he knocked them both to the floor. He covered Elias’ mouth to stop the screaming. “It's me ... it's Erica!.” He shouted in a deep voice. Elias fainted. When he came to, he saw the giant man taking care of him. If this man was bad ... why was he still here. It couldn't be... “Erica ...” He let out. Erica turned to see her brother awake. “Yeah ... it's me.” He spoke, his voice rumbling the air with his deep voice. “What happened?” Elias squeaked.

The big man pointed to the screen. The news was on. A woman spoke as the words “breaking news” flashed on the screen. “Reports are still coming in of Body Transformations throughout the country and world. Authorities are confirming that the cause is the new Second Life X console. It is also believed that the company has purposefully set this bio weapon on the public. The Second Life Entertainment offices and Second Life Corporation have been radio silent on the matter. Wait ... just ... it seems like their website has just gone offline. Authorities are asking to drop off all Second Life technology to the nearest police station. Again, do not use Second Life technology.”

The news broadcast kept going. The sound of sirens from the outside began to fill the night air. Other screams could be heard in the distance. But Erica interrupted, “And, online coders found hidden code that was set to activate just a few moments ago. People are saying Second Life has been planning this for a long time.” Elias looked at his new brother concerned. “Well ... I'm sorry ... is there a way to undo this?”.

The gaint laughed and shook the air. “Sorry! I love this! This is what I always wanted. But you probably shouldn't call me Erica anymore... Call me Erik ... with a K.” He laughs “More barbaric. But what about you, little bro ... want a new life.” Elias gasped. “What about the report ... can this be trusted? What about the consequences.” Erik put his huge strong hand on his brother. “The only consequences is you'll be the person you always wanted to. Think no one is going to give this to the police ... the power to be who they want. The world has changed. You can be in it as the person you want or the person you are now.”

Elias grabbed the VR headset and put it on. He began a new game and began to edit his character. Erik watched his brother change before his eyes. Elias shrank from 6’4 to 6’. He began to slim down. His chubby body became more tone. His pasty skin tanned until he looked like an exotic Middle Eastern man. His oversized clothes fell off his body. He looked like an Arab heartthrob. He took off the headset and looked at his new body, and smiled. “Damn it feels so good. And, now that I have raised my intelligence score ... I see what you mean. This is the new world.” He smiled. He raised his hand, and small particles of frosted air began to coat his hands in a layer of frost.

“Damn, nice body, bro. Didn't know this was your ideal body. Based on physique and that you have frost magic... you picked wizard.” Erik laughed. “Well isn't it obvious.” Elias said with a wit and sass he never had before. “Bro, I think we should bring this head set to some other people. Give some friends some equally attractive bodies. And, enemies ... something else.” Elias smirked. Erik smiled, “That has to be the smartest idea you've ever had. I'm ready when you are.” He chuckled at the thought of changing everyone that made his life hell. His parents, professor, and more. The two men found some usable clothes and walked out of the apartment to help change the world.

Epilogue: Nathan Black sat in his private jet, on route to his secret bunker. In front of him was a laptop with a hooded figure on the screen. “It's been done.” He raised a glass of wine and drank it. “It took a bit more than a century, but it's done.” He smiled.

The hooded figure spoke. “The gods left behind small tools of power. From rings that could swap bodies, plants that affect a person's age, gems that allow possessions, and so many other small gifts” the figure spoke with annoyance. “They always feared giving humanity true magic. But, I have used those gift to do what they didn't want. The era of magic is among us.” Both men laughed.

Damn, thanks I'd take a muscle otter bodies any day, and it got a great cock to match.

This body I'm gonna give you has been in my collection for a while. His name is Sergio, and although he looks like he can kick your ass he's one big himbo. The type of guy that is waiting for the right girl. He is currently in college on a wrestling scholarship. The kinda a guy that doesn't get into trouble or party. He just wants to focus on being good. The guy with the perfect body and package but doesn't flaunt it enough. But now that you have it, it looks like you are using much better. And, I'd believe you'd make a fortune on only fans. Maybe we should collaborate 😈

Is 28 still free? I'd love to get a new life!

It's not free anymore! That's because your now Chris, a Welsh online content creator. I think you can guess what content it is you're creating.

If you need some help at your next shoot, let me know. I'm happy to be transformed to help out

The Grass is Greener

Special thanks to @bodyswapmischief for the idea!

~~~

Eric moaned as his boyfriend fucked down into his tight hole. He never imagined he'd be here, but with the way Alex moved his hips and pinned Eric's shrinking body down to the bed he didn't need imagination. What he did need was for Alex to shoot his load inside him for the first time.

"A-Alex please I... I can't..." Eric let a soft moan spill from his lips as that thick cock inside him struck his prostate again.

Alex leaned over so his lips were right next to Eric's ear. "Can't what? Believe you're on the bottom getting fucked by your boyfriend? Can't believe you're going to cum without even touching your little cock?"

All Eric could do was manage a nod and a moan as he felt his orgasm approaching. Alex was right about everything. They were both on the edge of exploding, but Eric hadn't once touched himself since Alex had pinned him down and slid inside. Since his body had started to get smaller with each thrust from Alex, since he'd started to look less average and more like a cute twink pinned down under his huge jock boyfriend.

"Fuck baby... Here it comes!" Alex groaned.

Eric didn't have much more warning than that before he felt warm cum filling his ass. Alex's cock thrust deep into his now perfect bubble butt as the stud unloaded into Eric, which in turn tipped him over the edge too. His load wasn't as big or impressive as what Alex's huge balls were unleashing inside him, but it still felt incredible that what he shot over the bedsheets beneath him had come entirely without touching his smaller cock. Well worth the size he'd lost all over for such an intense orgasm.

Both of them panted and collapsed to the bed once they were done fucking. Alex turned and landed on his back, then pulled Eric's small frame close.

Head rested against a muscular chest, Eric smiled up at his boyfriend. "That was... Wow. You were right after all."

"Told you things would work if we stopped trying to force you being the dominant one still." Alex tilted Eric's face up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "And you've only got more adorable because of it."

That reminded Eric of just what had happened to his body since they'd stumbled into the bedroom together. He looked down and properly took in his smaller frame for the first time, then blushed. He'd once been average sized in both build and cock size, but both of those were gone now it seemed. His cock had lost a couple inches and his body was all but smooth and small, besides his ass. That was round and perky, fuckable as he already knew Alex would call it.

"What are we going to do about all this anyway...? We still don't know why any of this happened, why you're so different and why I changed just now." He said, a worried look on his face.

Alex shot back a reassuring smile. "Does it matter? We're happy again, that's all we need. So what if the circumstances were a little... Unorthodox."

Eric chuckled. "You could say that again. I'm happy yeah, I'm just curious I guess over how this all started. How we, you especially, changed so dramatically..."

~~~

Eric and his girlfriend Alexis had been in a rocky spot for a while. Being childhood sweethearts, it always felt like people expected them to end up together. No surprises came when they announced they were dating, and for a while it had all been perfect. On paper they were amazing together and hadn't seen many, if any, issues. But there had always been a tiny something that left both unsatisfied that neither could put their finger on.

That off feeling only got worse when one day Alexis didn't wake up as herself.

They'd been curled up asleep after sex the previous evening. Eric had as usual expected to wake up with his girlfriend's soft, curvy body in his arms, but that wasn't the case this morning. No, instead he felt swamped by something bulky and heavy. It shot him awake wondering what the hell was going on, and that's when he'd seen it.

The thick, muscular jock that had a massive bicep wrapped around Eric's waist. An attractive man yes, but for a straight guy like Eric that had gone to sleep next to his girlfriend, he had no idea who this was.

"Who the fuck are you??" He struggled to squirm out of the stranger's strong grip. "And what the fuck did you do with Alexis?"

The guy groaned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes and Eric stared down shocked. He rubbed his face, then frowned when he pulled his hands back. Eric could see the shock and confusion painted clearly over handsome features, ones that said he was just as confused as Eric was.

"E-Eric, what the fuck is going on? Why am I..." He glanced down and ran his hands over his muscular pecs. "Why am I a dude?!"

That threw Eric off. This guy appeared to be surprised not at his location, but the state of his body. Male was the surprise, but not the one that logically made sense to Eric. Then he caught a glimpse of the guy's eyes when he looked his way and how familiar that looked.

"Oh shit... Alexis, is that you?"

The hunk in bed nodded. "Yes! Who the fuck else would I be?" He, Alexis, looked down at his body again. "Fuck, what on earth is going on? This body is sweet, but why? How?"

Eric shrugged at his girlfriend's questions. He could tell now it was her, but he didn't have an explanation for the rest of it. The why, the how, that was all a massive mystery. "I've got no idea, but we can try to figure it out I'm sure."

Alexis smiled. "Yeah, we can."

~~~

They didn't have a lot of luck though over the next couple of days puzzling out just what had happened. They went to the doctor's and got Alexis checked out, but they didn't see anything other than a healthy man. They looked it up online but that didn't turn up any legitimate results. Alexis was a man now, and an attractive one at that as she kept pointing out.

Two weeks had passed since that morning, and not only were they nowhere near an answer, but their relationship has been strained too. Eric just didn't react the same way to a man trying to make romantic advances at him. Alexis tried to kiss him and he shied away. Sex was out of the question too; Eric had woken up with a hard cock rubbing against his and had to try his best not to freak out. It wasn't for lack of trying, but he just couldn't get himself in the mood or even try to be dominant when Alexis was so big and masculine now.

It was getting to the both of them. The tension over Alexis being male hadn't gone away, and if anything had got worse when she'd come to accept things.

"Listen Eric, we've looked and there doesn't seem to be a way back." She'd said one evening after insisting they talk. "Outside of transitioning, which we both know isn't a feasible option with how long it takes, I'm a man now. Honestly, I've been kind of enjoying it since the shock wore off."

Eric gulped. "What are you saying?" He asked in a small voice.

"I'm saying I think you should call me Alex from now on, short for Alexander instead of Alexis. A man, not a woman."

That sat in the air for a moment between them before Eric could speak again. He'd seen this coming over the last couple of weeks, but now being faced with the reality he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Okay... If that's what you want I'll support you Alex." He forced a half smile. "I don't know what this means for us but, yeah."

~~~

After another week of tension, Alex had decided enough was enough.

He missed his boyfriend. In the weeks passed he'd grown used to working out to keep in shape and had really embraced being a man. It felt good, and after this time he was somewhat glad there hadn't been a way back, because it gave him an excuse to get addicted to and settle into what being a dude was like.

Now though he wanted to try and make some progress at getting back closer again, so he'd arranged for the pair to go on a trial date. A picnic in a nearby field out the back of their house where they'd have privacy, the same one they'd been to early on in their relationship. He'd put together a large bag of food and some wine and off they went.

To Eric's credit he was trying to make things work. It was painful though watching him trying to act like Alex was the same girl he'd once been and not the jock he'd become. Even as they walked to the field and chatted away things were awkward; it felt more like two friends than a pair of people that were supposedly in love. Eric tried to be his usual self, but it wasn't the same when he didn't know how to act romantic around someone bigger than him.

They ate and talked just as they always had, but there was that ever present discomfort. A small disconnect neither of them had been able to get past in the weeks since the change. Alex was tired of it.

"I'm going to go for a wander through the field, you coming?" Alex pushed himself up, then held a hand out down to Eric.

Eric pushed himself into a standing position and nodded, notably not taking the offered hand. "Yeah, I'll come." He shrugged.

The pair wandered off through the flowers, with Alex doing his best to subtly show off to Eric. He'd worn a pair of loose denim overalls that did nothing to hide his body, waving it away as the most comfortable on a hot day. When they were a ways into the field of flowers then let one of the buckles drop away and reveal half of his muscled body.

"Like what you see Eric?" He turned and flexed, then shot his boyfriend a wink.

Eric blushed slightly and shrugged. "I'm not really... We've talked about this."

"I know we have, but that doesn't mean you can't appreciate a hot body." He smirked and licked his plump lips.

Eric sighed. "I wish I could but I just... I don't know Alex. I can't force it."

Alex turned around and let the overalls drop further to reveal more of his ass. "Come on Eric, you've got to at least admit I still got a nice ass." The smirk on Alex's face grew as he teased his boyfriend.

"Alexis stop!" Eric shouted suddenly. "This... This still doesn't feel right. I'm trying, I promise I'm really trying but I need more time."

Alex's smirk slid down into a resigned look with a hint of disappointment. "Well when are you gonna be ready? I didn't choose this Eric, you know that as well as I do. I hate being treated like I'm nothing to you now when we know that's not true. You love me, why should the outside matter?"

Eric sighs, "I don't know... I just... How? I look at you and you're taller, stronger, more masculine. How can I make a move like usual? How can I act the same? Spoon you, pull you in for a hug or a kiss, things like that. It just doesn't feel the same when you're so big and so..."

Alex finally snapped as an idea popped into his head. In one sudden move Alex surged forwards and pulled Eric into a kiss. His firm lips captured Eric's before he could be stopped. Eric's immediate response was to push back, to run and try and get away from the hunk forcibly making out with him. He didn't. Instead his walls broke and he melted into Alex's arms, an unspoken part of him finally unlocked with Alex's dominance. Something he didn't realise was there before, but the more he stopped fighting and relaxed into the kiss, the more he found himself liking it. Alex kissed strong and firm like always, but now there was an extra something to back that up. Alexis didn't do anything by halves, and neither did he as Alex.

When they pulled back, Alex smiled softly. "Maybe we were trying this all wrong. We tried to keep the same dynamic as before, but that felt wrong for both of us. Like this well, I think if I take charge a bit that could ease us into things, into a new dynamic." His soft smile morphed into a cheekier one as his hands slid down towards Eric's ass. "You always did like it when I took charge on the odd occasion, maybe that being a more permanent deal would be good for us."

Eric nodded in agreement as Alex spoke. It was like a dam had burst in his mind and things were finally slotting into place. "I guess... Yeah. You being in charge is, ummm, doing things for me." He blushed. "I guess... I've never thought of myself as into men, so I'm struggling Alex. I'm sorry, I really am I-"

Alex silenced him with a finger on his lips and an affectionate smile. "Shhhh, it's okay. It's been hard for both of us to get used to this. We've both got a lot of loving to relearn how to do if things are going to be different. Me being male is a hell of a lot of changing, but do you think we can try? Can I take you home and fuck your ass?"

Eric's eyes went wide and a blush crept up his cheeks. "ALEX!! You can't just... Say things like that."

Alex licked his lips and gave Eric's ass a squeeze. "Do I hear a no anywhere in that sentence?"

"N-No..." Alex said in a small voice.

"Good." Eric glanced at their forgotten picnic. "Because as soon as that's cleared up I'm going to take you home and test this cock out for real. Jerking off is fun and all, but I need to be inside something."

Eric gulped. Something told him this night was going to be far more than he expected...

Thank you for the story! I really loved the twist! It be crazy to think if that was real. Like if I was originally the person I wanted to swap with. And, then we just keep swapping with each other forever.

TF Story Exchange: An Annual Holiday Swapmas

@bodyswapmischief​ Happy Holidays! I hope your season is going well and hope you enjoy this little story for your TF Story Exchange!

The holidays always get me a bit more emotional. Not in the sad or happy sense but the…. Romantic kind. You see last Christmas I remember drinking myself silly and waking up in my bed cold and alone. I realized all throughout that Christmas I didn’t get what I really wanted! Someone to share the holidays with! Someone to cuddle by a fire! Drink some spiced cider! Someone to love.

So a few days later I made it my New Year’s resolution to find someone! And well… that’s where my high expectations betrayed me… I’d seen him around my building for sure. The hottest man I could ever imagine. Sure he was older. Me being in my early 20s, who wasn’t! But his perfect beard, amazing muscles, tanned skin. He was just so buff and handsome… and I just knew I had to be with him.

It was no secret that this guy was seeing other men. Countless members of our apartment complex saw him working out at the local gym flirting with guys! But… he never seemed to look my way. Even when I see him during his day job as a delivery man!

I don’t really blame him for that. Me with a very average looking face, a little below average in height, and mildly overweight… it wasn’t exactly eye-catching material… And now… well now it’s the dead of winter and I’m just wondering…. How do I get him… my crush Axel, to notice me. If only I was someone that was more like him. Or someone he respected. I just want to be someone he loves.

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At this point Alex stopped writing in his journal. He was hoping that writing out all these intense feelings would help, but it didn’t. He simply balled up the piece of paper and through it in the fire! He thought staying at his friend’s cabin to get away from it all would help him focus, but he’s just stir crazy thinking about the handsome dilf in his building!

“I just wish… I just wish I could be with him…” Alex says somberly. With those words the fire began to crackle, and his journal entry blazed! The fire grew hotter and hotter and suddenly a soft yelp can be heard! Curious Alex approached just in time for a handsome man in a red suit to appear.

“Ho-ho- *cough couch cough*” the man tried to say. “Sorry. I usually make a cleaner entrance! Alex my boy, are you ready?” the man asks.

“WHAT THE HECK!!!!? Who are you!?” the young man screamed reaching for the fire extinguisher but realizing the man and his nice suite were not alight with flame.

“Oh sorry. I forgot you and I haven’t done this before. Just call me Nicky!” the handsome man said extending a hand.

Alex tentatively shook it not knowing what was happening, but glad this stranger seemed nice.

“Ok…. Nicky… what are you doing in this cabin? And how do you know who I am? I definitely think I’d remember meeting someone so… hot….” Alex wasn’t sure how to describe this man aside from his obviously handsome appearance and fiery entrance.

Though he responded with a warm smile. “I’m here to make your holiday wishes come true. I know. I know. I’m a little late. Was a bit held up with the last person I helped. But I’m here now and well… based on your note I’m just in time.”

With a flick of his wrist, he materialized Alex’s journal entry into his hands. Cinders and ash taking form into page before his very eyes!

“Oh! That wasn’t a note… I uh… well if you’ve read it, you already know and… wait! So, you’re like… magic then? You know stuff and… I mean you’re not S-” Alex begins to ask before the man laughs.

“Haha. We don’t use the S word for now. I guess you can call what I do magic. I know what people want each year and I do my best to give it to them! Yours is a classic story from what I remember.” The man says with a laugh putting on some spectacles. “Let’s see. Ah yes. I can see conviction. Drive. Aw. And love. The desire to be with another is always high this time of year. It’s my specialty you see. Anyway. I think I can help if you’re willing to accept my gifts.”

“Gifts? Wow… ok… but I mean if you know me… and my desires…. You know that it’s kind of a hard ask. Plus I don’t think I want a gift that just makes me fall in love with him. I want him… you know to choose to love me and be with me…”

The man smiles warmly once more at the young man. “Alex my boy. I understand. I do not have it within my power to make someone fall in love with you. Don’t worry about that. But I can offer you a new perspective on things, to find the love that you seek. So, what do you say? Out to try out my first gift?”

Nicky extends his hand happily. Alex looks out at this offer before him and smiles. “Yes! I… I made a resolution and I’m going to see It through!” He stretches out his hand and shakes.

The two men exchange smiles but Alex’s hand feels warm for a moment as he and nick begin to get sucked into the fireplace!

“Woah!!!!” Alex screams as he enters the fire and doesn’t hit brick but instead seems to be riding wave upon fiery wave into a fantastical realm of in betweens. Countless fireplaces all connected by some pocket universe where lanes of fire are all connected!

“Ah sorry about that. Always forget to warn you. This is how I travel around. Consider this place a city street with everyone’s fireplace being my front door. The smallest spark of heat allows me to travel to any new location.” Nicky explains

“That’s incredible. But why did you bring me here!” Alex asks confused.

“Right! Your gift. You see. I have three potential gifts I can give you! Each one will offer you a new perspective on being with that man you love. In order to give them to you we needed to travel here. See? Take a look!” Nicky walks him down this street of solid fire and begins to show him doorways into other locations. In some it shows families eating dinner! In others it shows men flexing in front of one another. Some people are making love! Others there are arguments to be beheld. Nick stops in front of one. It appears to be some kind of gym.

“This is the gym that Axel is a part of. He’s very close with the patrons there.” Nick explains.

“Yeah, I know. He brings some of them back to his apartment. I’ve seen it many times. But how’s this gonna help me get closer to him. Should I like… joint the gym or something?” Alex asks.

“In a manner of speaking.” Nicky says before pushing Alex through. Once again Alex tumbles through, feeling like he’s falling from the heated ceilings of the gym ventilation system and then falls further and futher… but not on his face… he’s sitting… on a piece of gym equipment… how’d he get there? He tried to get up but then realized there was something heavy on his legs. So, he pushed it out and saw two long dark-skinned legs extend from him. His eyes widened… as he liked the way this workout felt… and liked the way he looked. So, he kept doing it over and repeatedly till he felt it was sufficient. Muscle memory told him how to lock the weights in place as he finally panted.

“What the hell happened?”

Nicky appears in a cloud of warm air before materializing next to Alex. “I gave you some new perspective. The gym is where Axel is a lot and I dropped you into someone that is normally on his path. I believe your name is Ash! A fairly tall former athlete turned professional fitness personality. And very good looking if I do say so myself.”

Alex begins to stand, wobbling as he’s much taller than he was before. Not to mention much heavier and packed with muscle. His normal faint trace of hair on his chest is now smooth… and not to mention black! He admires his longer muscular arms as he feels power just by looking at them. Each step he takes feels heavier, but in complete control. His mind had a lot fog over it… harder to think… but he attributed that to the excitement in the moment.

“I… look amazing! But wait… if I’m in here. What happened to my old body?” Alex asks.

“HA! Forgetful me. I’m sorry. Let’s take a look.” Nicky opens a fiery window nearby and Alex sees his old body wake up off the floor and pat himself down confused! But with a smile on his face as he admires his below average body. “Looks like Ash is enjoying your body as well!”

Before Alex can ask why Ash was so happy in his meager body, the window closes. “But… how is this…. I mean. None of this seems possible but here I am. I couldn’t ask for a better gift I mean look at me. I mean I’m so much taller! Stronger! Hotter! Axel won’t be able to resist me now! Where is he? Maybe I can go say hi.”

Alex confidently strides around the gym. He loves flexing to himself, while catching his own reflection. Gym goers alike begin to admire him as well. A huge dude with obvious gains. What’s not to like? He can even feel his new cock stirring and he didn’t have to check to realize that was yet another part of his body that had grown. He wasn’t incredibly tall compared to some of the other guys at the gym. But looking some of these titans in the eye and them nodding back with respect filled Alex with a confidence he never knew he had.

Eventually he makes his way over to a corner where Axel is talking to some gym twink.Even just casually at the gym Axel looks amazing. His beard is so naturally manly and his muscles looked more pumped than ever. The confident grin of his crush makes Alex’s heart melt as he begins to approach him.

“Hey there Ash, good to see you again man. Love that pump you’ve got going. Leg day?” Axel asks.

“Yeah… I uh… got in a good workout…. Hey… I was wondering.” Alex begins.

“Haha yeah sweet man. Look I’m gonna go fuck this hot twink real quick, but if you’re down I’d be up for round 2 later. Love how you’re just like me man. Able to fuck hotties at the gym no strings attached.” Axel interrupts in such a cocky confident matter it leaves Alex stunned. He feels Axel’s hand pat his back as he walks back over to the twink flirting more and more.

The bewildered young man in a new body could not form a single word till Axel and his latest conquest left the gym floor.

“So, how’d it go? Your new body give you the confidence to say hi?” Nicky asked coming back towards the area sipping a protein shake.

“Not exactly… he… was happy to see me sure. But just as another fling. He just walked off with someone else and offered to hook up later. That’s not what I wanted though.” Alex says disappointedly. He catches his reflection once more. The big confident gym body looking so downtrodden didn’t seem natural on such a physique.

“No. I suppose it wasn’t. I know this first gift was meant to help you be more like him! I mean you can’t really go wrong with a big black body in my opinion. But hey. How about we try out your second gift. What do you say? Ready for round 2?” Nicky asks, once more out stretching his hand.

Alex gulps. He looks down at his big powerful chest. Not exactly wanting to say goodbye to this body, but knowing it wasn’t the right one for him. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

The two once again joined hands and like being blown away, they were sucked right back into the heating vents. Feeling the intense heat compress all around his body wasn’t as jarring as the first time, but it was still disorienting. When Alex finally got back to his feet he realized… he was still in Ash’s huge built body!

“Whoa! I’m still buff! I assumed-”

“Oh! Thought you’d get your own body back? Not exactly. You’ll stay that way till we get through your gifts! Now lets see…” Nicky said beginning to peruse the long streets of fire, peering into one occasionally before moving on. Alex was able to confidently keep up with this guy’s strides with his more athletic frame till they came to a stop.

“Ah here we are!” Nicky proclaims as they step in front of a transparent door where Alex could see a nice bedroom inside.

“Someone’s room? Where is this place supposed to take me? This place looks a lot nicer than the gym I was just at.” Alex wondered aloud.

“Well it wouldn’t be a surprise if you knew exactly what your gift was gonna be. Go ahead. Open it up and find out.” Nicky offered.

Knowing he hadn’t been steered wrong yet, Alex simply nods and opens the door. This time feels flung through a chimney and into a fireplace. The hot coals shooting him right on to the bed… and experiencing incredible pleasure right away.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!!! Fuck me daddy! I’m so close!” Comes a cute voice from down below as Alex looks down to see the body of an early 20s lean male model writhing beneath him. Looking further down Alex is greeted by a big bulbous hairy muscle gut! With two huge arms attached to it holding down this twink and a bushy beard right beneath his eye line.

“Fuck!” Alex moaned in a deep baritone bass like voice. So, commanding and masculine it caused both him and the guy he was half inside to release their pleasure right in that moment. The big new Alex slides out of the young man. Each emphasized movement feeling like so much effort. Moving a huge new body is something Alex would have to get used to. The young man seems to have passed out from pleasure and he sleeps softly on the expensive sheets of the bed.

“Where the hell did you send me?” Alex growls in a voice a lot more intimidating that he intended it to be.

“Easy there big guy,” Nicky said coming in from another room. “I just sent you into a big bruiser of a guy. You can calm down. Your new name is Mark A. Rouse! Big business owner and all-around dominant man about town. Wonder how the big guy is enjoying his new body?” Nick says and with a flick of his hand the fireplace becomes a window.

Alex was expecting to see the cabin he’d started his journey in, but not the gym! It appears that Mark had gained Ash’s body in this exchange, but with a similar smile the man began to explore his new darker buff body and flexed to himself.

“Ha! Guess whoever is in Ash’s body likes to show off.” Nicky remarks.

Alex though is still surprised over his new body and what had just happened. “Wait a sec. So that Mark guy is in Ash’s body? And Ash is in mine? Aren’t you gonna put Ash back in his body!? I… I didn’t mean to displace so many people with my gift…. I mean he seems happy at least?”

“Don’t you worry about those guys my friend. You’ve got a new life to test out. You’re now about 6’6 and quite bulky. I think you weigh close to 322lbs? And you’ve got a voice that could shake a mountain.” Nicky explained.

For a moment Alex wanted to protest, but he couldn’t argue… there was like a horny haze still staining his mind… he had a huge body now… and Mark… he seemed to enjoy being Ash. Maybe there wasn’t anything to worry about! Alex began to nod at Nicky’s words and began to walk nude around his new place. It was like a mini mansion with expensive furniture and décor. Not to mention a nice bathroom where he finally found his huge self in the mirror. He was quite a bit older! Maybe late 30s early 40s… but his sheer size was impressive. Ash may have been a gym defined jock, but this guy was thick with a mix of fat and muscle that demanded strength. Not to mention he was hairy. From head to toe he could feel the bristle of ample body hair.  One look at his new body and Alex knew guys respected this man.

All this admiration was interrupted by a knock at the big house’s front door. Alex quickly found a robe that fit tightly on his body and approached. When he opened the door he was shocked! One to see Axel right there in a sweater over his delivery uniform, the other to be looking down on him!

“Heya Mr. Rouse, good to see ya.” Axel says. “Got your latest package right here.”

The surprised Alex took the package with one hand and said, “Thank Axel. Hey why don’t you come inside and relax a bit.” The deep voice booming out of Alex had the gym bro delivery man go week in the knees and blush. Could this be it? The body that Axel was the most into?

“Fuck. You know I can’t say no to you Mr. Rouse! But I got several more stops today. You know you’re the only dilf I bottom for, but I got a life to keep up. Gotta look out for #1 ya know? How about I send a few more twinks your way and then after the holidays we can go ham!”

Alex was stunned. Being turned down in this commanding body. He didn’t know what to say. So once again he said nothing and soon Axel had turned around to say goodbye before going off to his delivery van.

The big man was distraught. “Nicky! You bastard! What’s the matter with you.” Alex demanded.

“Keep it down foghorn. You’re gonna wake that sleeping guy in your room if you keep yelling. And that’s no way to treat someone who gave you such a nice gift.” Nicky says with a coy smile.

“Sorry. It’s just really hard to think… and I feel very… turned on right now. It’s… like a haze over my mind.” Alex says gripping his head in his huge hands.

“That’ll happy when you jump body to body. And hey. I’m sorry Axel wasn’t into you as the big dominating guy. But you’re beginning to see a pattern, right?” Nicky points out.

Alex is about to yell at him again when he begins to think. No matter what body Alex seems to be in… Axel still isn’t interested. Being a fellow gym bro just led to a fling. Being someone he feared and respected meant he was intimidated.

“Wait… it didn’t matter, did it? No matter what body I chose… Axel was always gonna be more into himself than me.” Alex realized.

Nicky began to slowly clap. “Well done Alex. I told you. These gifts were meant to grant you some perspective. And well. There you have it. Some people aren’t in a place to choose others. Doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. Just means they might not be right for you. At least for right now.”

The man’s warm smile made Alex’s heart feel all tingly, as he gave him a big bear hug.

“Gah! Too tight! Lighten up!” The two shared a laugh as Alex let him down. “Now. Alex. I do have one more gift for you to open up. Willing to see where self love gets you?”

Alex looked at Nicky’s outstretched hand.  “I see! This is gonna send me back to my body and in the cabin. Will I wake up and wonder if this was all in my head?” Alex asks.

“Only one way to find out.” Nicky said with his signature smirk.

With that Alex took Nicky’s hand and felt the wave of fires overtake them. They immediately appeared in the fiery lanes in between spaces and began walking down the streets. In this new big body, every step Alex took felt like he was shaking the solid fire beneath them. Soon they were approaching the familiar point they had originally entered through.

“Well… I guess this Is my stop, isn’t it?” Alex said looking back at the cabin and seeing Ash in his body beginning to have fun, drinking in his body and enjoying the cabin.

“Not quite.” Nicky said as they continued to walk away from the cabin and Alex’s body.

“What do you mean? My body is right there.” Alex tried to explain.

“Oh, but we’re not going there we’re going a few doors down.” Nicky said coldly.

“But… wait. I want to go back. I thought. You know? I learned my lesson. Self-love and all?” Alex complained.

Nicky then turned to him. A twisted smile now on his handsome face. “Oh? Well then enjoy all the self-love you can ask for.” Alex felt his big body rise surrounded by fire as he was flung into a door a few doors down.

“AH!” Alex wakes with a start. He was panting… in a bed… was this…. A dream? No… this wasn’t his bed… it was his apartment building? The room was similarly shaped… but this one was messy… gym clothes littered the ground… and… was that another person in the bed sleeping next to him? He tried to get up and slowly got to his feet. A mental haze clouding his mind as his cock throbbed. Pleasure… it was hard not to think about pleasure… about himself about… how hot he was… wait.. that was a new thought… but all of this was… he was in a cabin before… no… a gym… then… another bedroom with a twink… he was fucking him.. yeah that felt right… no… the cabin was him.. the cabin was real…

“Fuck why is it so hard to think?”  Alex said but stopped. That voice. So deep… so confident… cocky.. it wasn’t his… it was.. He ran to a nearby bathroom and gasped. Staring back at him was Axel! And the very sight of seeing that hot buff body… those cut abs and amazingly handsome face with perfect beard… got him hard again. Fuck he looked good…

“Nicky! What the hell man? Why… why am I Axel?” Alex asked… but no handsome red suited man appeared… just a whisper.

“You said you wanted to be closer… you said you learned self love… well… now you’re the man with the most self love in your life. Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy yourself. You always do.” Nicky’s voice said as if carried on the warm air of the apartment’s heater.

“What do you mean? And… fuck I’m so turned on… why is it so hard to think… just looking at myself?” Alex asked.

“A shame. Last time you figured this out. We do this same song and dance every year. You start out in Alex’s body. Then fall for Axel. Then I swap you into Ash. Then Mark. And back again to Axel. Each swap you lose a small part of yourself… some memories.. tendencies… and self control… all leading you back to your new body. So one track minded… so handsome and into yourself that you forget who you once were… Ever year… I don’t swap you back to your body. You’re simply Mark, Ash, or maybe the original Alex. I forget. As for Axel. I don’t even remember his original name. I think it was Tim or something regardless. Doesn’t matter. You’ll forget soon enough. Me. The swaps. Even your own name.”

“N-no. This can’t be! I’m Al- A- x – e. Aexl… no… Alxe… Axel? Y-yeah… I’m Axel… and fuck I look good here… No that’s not right! Please! Turn me back! I don’t want to be this self absorbed jerk now. I saw how bad he is for me!” Axel pleads losing more and more of his inhibitions.

“Don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll be back to your body in… about 4 years. Just keep on being the cocky gym bro you once crushed on and the new Alex will eventually make the same deal. That is what we demons do best after all.”

Axel’s eyes go wide and suddenly the warm whispers turn to laughs as they vanish.

Soon he’s alone in the bathroom. He finds himself absentmindedly flexing… feeling good… and forgetting what he was doing. Fuck he was hot. Happy Holidays to him.

TF Story Exchange: Can a Friendship Survive Swapmas?

@thegreatstoryteller I feel extremely greatful to have gotten a chance to write a story for you, this year. I have always loved your work. I wish you the best this holiday season and a great upcoming year. And, I hope I pleased you with this story!

Ned stared at the screen, as minutes passed by. His mind filled with worry. The same worry that always plagued his life. He couldn't help it; it was part of his DNA. Every choice in his life was a never ending debate of possibilities. Even this morning, he spent 30 minutes deciding whether or not he should eat a bowl of cereal. The same breakfast he had for the past 10 years. So, why wouldn't this decision be harder to make? The one that's currently staring right back at him through the screen.

A sense of pride hit was beaming through him. He was able to find it. It took months but he was able to find it. He was able to find a way to give his friend the best Christmas present in the world. A chance to finally be happy. A chance to give his friend a new life ... one that Ned really thought his friend deserved. He searched the dark web and now he was one click away from buying a body transformation serum. A serum that gives the drinker the body of their dreams. A few more moments pass and he weighed the outcomes. And, he clicks to confirm the payment. The page crashed. And, he searched for it again and again. But, nothing showed up. His stomach knotted up, as 10,000 dollars would leave his bank account. And, a part of him instantly became scared that he just got scammed.

Meanwhile, Theodore came walking through the front door of the apartment. His heart was broken once again, as he sulked through the apartment. The events of the night replayed in his head over and over again. Theodore knew that a night like tonight would be another reason, of many, to support the fact that his life sucked. He saw Ned on the computer. Ned's worry died as he saw the hurt in his friend's eyes.

"Hey, how did it go." Ned said with a huge amount of concern. But, Theodore just walked past him and straight into his room. Ned sat in the tense silence again debating if he should go talk to his friend or not. Ned cursed at himself for even having to think about this. Of course the right answer was to go comfort his friend.

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They were more than friends. They were best friends. Ever since grade school they were inseparable. While the other kids played house or sports, the two of them would play make believe. They'd pretend to live in their fantasy world. Where the two of them could be wizards that had magical powers, space agents looking for alien life, or one of the other many possibilities. Of course it wasn't all fun and games. They were constantly picked on a lot for being weak, scrawny, and dorky looking.

And, things just kept getting worse. Once middle school came, it was constantly filled with bullies that would harass them at any given moment. They spent many days eating lunch in their science teachers class room. They spent a lot of time running home after school. Although, they both hated it ... Theodore took it harder.

"I hate myself, Ned. Why are we like this? Why do we play nerdy video games, see baby shows .... Why are we nerds? Why aren't we stronger? Why can't we just be like the other boys..." Theodore would complain.

"Theodore, we don't need to be like them. You're cool like this. You're smart and they don't get that. One day they are gonna be working for us." Ned laughed to cheer up his friend.

But, for Theodore ... Those words didn't make things better. And, as they got to high-school, things would get a lot more complicated. The same guys that would bully them, in elementary and middle school, now became jocks. Their body's transforming due to the effects of puberty and working out. But, both Ned and Theodore stayed their scrawny nerdy selves. The bullying continued and the resentment Theodore had towards himself grew. But, all Ned needed was their friendship in order to survive this period of his life.

"I don't get it Ned, guys like them ... they don't deserve the bodies they have. They're villains. We are good guys. If we had bodies like that ... we'd be heroes." Theodore would constantly say. And, Ned would just listen. He would realize he loved Theodore. He would begin to write in his journal ... about their lives together. At the same time, Theodore was realizing there was more than just jealousy towards the "cool" guys. Watching them in the locker rooms and having their bodies pressed against him, was turning him on. He also was realizing he was gay.

Both of these young men tried to keep it a secret. But, it wouldn't stay so. Ned journal would get taken and copies of the pages would flood the halls of the school. As a result, the two boys would be outed and even more made to be outcast. They also had to work on maintaining their friendship. Theodore was furious at Ned. And, Ned felt a tremendous level of guilt. But, at the end of the day ... all they had were each other. Theodore made it clear that Ned wasn't his type. And, Ned needed to learn to be okay with that. But, despite all the mess, their friendship only grew stronger. And of course being to gay young man ... they still played around together.

Now, they were both roommates sharing an apartment as they tackled college. And, Ned finally saw hope. They had made it through the rough years. The bullying had stopped. They've found people and places that accept the gay nerds they were. So what if they don't get invited to traditional parties? They are a step closer to being the version of themselves Ned always knew they'd be one day.

But, Theodore did not see it that way. He continued to try and be something he wasn't. He'd go to the gym for short sprints of time ... to get that jock body. He'd try and get invited to frat parties. He still held on to the dream that he could change who he was. No matter what his genes or mind said, Theodore had a strong feeling that his life shouldn't be like this. He should be cool; he was born in the wrong body.

Seeing his friend grow more and more depressed as the years went on, Ned knew he had to do something. And, that's what led him down his months-long journey to find the transformation serum. And, all of this was the reason he knew he had to walk into that room and comfort his friend.

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"Hey, so ... um ... what happened?" Ned asked as he poked his head in to comfort his friend.

"I don't want to talk about it." Theodore said as his face laid into his bed.

"Come on ... it can't be that bad. So, he said no? There are other guys out there." Ned tried to reassure his friend.

"No, man ... It's bad. I really thought James was different." Theodore sighed.

"Why, what did he do?" Asked Ned.

"He was just like the rest. Maybe worst. I thought this whole time ... he might actually like me. I know I'm scrawny and weak. But, I thought he'd like a twink like me. But, these gym 'bros' always suck. At least the others were straight up. They'd make a proposition like me doing homework for a chance to touch them. But, James has been tricking me this whole time. Only he didn't have the guts to tell me upfront. Another dumbass jock that wanted his homework done. Worst is that he's straight. He couldn't stop laughing at me for thinking ... I thought he actually liked me." Theodore vented.

"Theodore ... that sucks. But, come on man ... we can't attract jocks. We are the definition of nerdy guys. There are plenty of guys that would like you. But, they aren't gonna be at the gym full of university jocks." Ned tried to help.

"I don't know Ned ... I just hate my life. I love you for always being there. And, I know what you are saying is true. But, this is just not right. I look at myself and feel like I should be ... no ... I need to be something else ... someone else." Theodore sighed.

Ned debated telling Theodore about the serum. He knew he should wait until it actually arrived. "Well it's no use just sitting and crying about it. Come on ... we have dungeons and dragons today. Let's get going ... slaying a dragon will get you in a better mood." Ned smiled. And, Theodore put on a weak smile.

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The days passed as Christmas got closer. And, Ned walked up to the apartment to see a small package sitting at the front door. His heart raced as he picked it up and brought it inside. He opened it up and saw a clear vial glowing with dimmed blue light. The colors were almost hypnotizing and inviting. He slowly picked up the vial and heard a voice telling him to drink it. He instantly knew what this was and was relieved that the 10,000 dollars was scammed out of him.

The sound of the door behind him snapped him back to reality. He turned to see Theodore, still sad with the constant reminder that he would never be happy in his own body. Ned shook his head and remembered who the gift was for, his friend. So, he hid the vial in his hand and walked to Theodore's bedroom door. His heart continued to race, as he took one last gulp and walked through it.

"Theodore ... I have to tell you something." Ned said as his heart raced through his chest.

"Not now, Ned. I don't want to talk." Theodore laid on his bed, as depressed thoughts raced through his head.

Ned raised his voice, not in anger, but in a frustrated excitement. "Theodore! It's important! Please..."

Theodore was shocked to hear his friend. Ned would hardly raise his voice like that Theodore sighed to look over at his friend. "What ... what do you want?"

Ned's heart continued to race and his face was red for giving the small outburst. "Um ... well ... um ... I was gonna wait for Christmas but, seeing you depressed like this ... I don't think I should wait." Ned raised the vial.

Theodore looked at the vial with the same hypnotized look that Ned had only moments ago. He sat up on his bed and slowly moved towards his friend. His hand carefully reached out and he took it from Ned's hand. "What is this..." Theodore said in a trance-like state.

"I know this is gonna sound crazy but ... I promise you this is real. It's ... um ... a potion ... to give you the body of your dreams." Ned's gulped hoping his friend wouldn't think he was crazy. But, Theodore knew it had to be true, as the voices in the vial began to talk to him. "Drink it. Drink it and have your dreams come true." The voices hissed. And, without saying a word Theodore opened the vial and drank it.

Ned looked in shock, as Theodore did it without hesitation. "How do you feel?" He gasped. Theodore just looked blankly. "I don't know ... I don't feel anything." He began to say as he felt a burning sensation growing in his stomach.

Theodore's eyes began to glow in the same dimmed blue light from the vial. Ned looked on in horror, as he saw the veins throughout Theodore's body begin to glow in a similar blue light. And then, Theodore fell onto the floor. He yelled out in pain, as the burning sensation grew and spread throughout his body. "Oh my God, oh my God ..." Ned cried out not knowing what to do. Theodore's body fell flat, as his body began to seize. His body moved as if things were crawling inside of him. His muscles were flexing and relaxing. His bones were breaking and reforming. He screamed for it to stop and fell into unconsciousness.

Ned looked in horror. The thought that he killed his friend began to fill his mind. He rushed down to flip Theodore on his back. He placed his hand on Theodore's chest and felt his heart racing incredibly fast ... as if it was going to explode. His body was still seizing and his skin moving. The sounds of bones breaking could still be heard. But, now there was shifting.

The look of shock began to fade, as Ned saw his friend transforming right in front of his eyes. The heat of the transformation began to tan Theodore's pasty skin. With each flex, Theodore's body inflated like a muscular balloon. His arms and legs flexed with power. His abs became chiseled from the blank canvass of his stomach. His pecs ballooned up. His shoulders become broad and strong. His face lost the nerdy qualities, as it became more chiseled and angular. His hairless body looked good stretched by the new muscle. And, his face was graced with a new beard that added to his new manly charm. He wasn't the same 5'6 lanky freshman nerd. Now he could pass as any of the other 6'4 alpha jocky seniors.

As the transformations ended, the glow in Theodore's body began to fade. But, he still remained unconscious. Ned looked in awe and blushed as he could see his friend's new body, especially since Theodore's clothes have been ripped from the growth of the transformation. An equally impressive cock hung from his exposed pelvis. Ned pushed on his muscular chest. "Hey ... um ... Theodore ... are you okay."

Ned began to awake to the voice of his friend. And, the weak force of being pushed on the chest. He felt his pecs flex as a response to being touched. But, his mind was still recovering from passing out and a fog of confusion clouded his mind. "Fuck! What happened?" He groaned in a deep new baritone. He jumped into a sitting position as he held his new muscular throat. "What's wrong with my voice?" He looked over at Ned. Ned looked back and just smiled "It worked!"

Theodore looked down at his body. He gasped. He began to rub his hands along the curves of his muscles. His cock began to harden, as he took in his new body. He was like a Greek statue that was carved by the gods themselves. He jumped up and ran to the mirror. His cock slapped against his thighs as he did. He felt his heart glow with pure happiness; he could cry. His face was perfect. He looked like the version of himself that he always wished for. This was his dream body.

Ned walked into the restroom after him, now towered by his friend. And, Theodore just turned around to hug him. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you." He cheered as he lifted Ned up. "I don't know how I'll ever pay you back."

"Maybe you can let me play with that cock." Ned laughed as a joke like they'd normally do. Even though there wasn't a chance for a relationship ... They both were young gay men. And, getting dates was hard so it wasn't strange for them to help each other out. But, Theodore felt a pit of disgust in his stomach. "Um ... sure man ... I guess ... it's the least I can do." Theodore said.

Ned smiled as he led Theodore back to the couch. Ned began to rub Theodore's body. He moaned, "Fuck I can't believe I'm actually rubbing the body of a jock."

Theodore felt weirded out. "Um ... yeah ... it feels good." He nervously laughed. His muscles flexed in discomfort, as Ned moved towards his cock. With Ned's hand wrapped around the cock. Theodore's cock began to get limp. There was absolutely no pleasure in having Ned worship him. "What's wrong ... you know I give the best hand jobs." Ned joked just thinking his friend must be tired. "You're probably exhausted from the transformation."

Theodore peps up as he finds a reason to end this. "Yeah, you're right ... I'm feeling really drained and my body is still kinda sore ... I should probably go to sleep." He lies and does a fake yawn. He stood up and walked into his room.

Ned looked disappointed but understood. "Maybe ... I can worship you later. " He weakly smiled. But, Theodore didn't respond. Ned just sighed but was glad his friend was finally happy. He turned on some TV but, moments later he heard deep manly grunting coming from Theodore's room. Part of him felt confused and the other part felt hurt.

Theodore in his room laid in his bed. His mind flooded with images of his new body. He closed his eyes and got hard feeling his new strength. His hand wrapped around his thick long cock. New images began to fill his head. For the first time, the thought of naked women graced his mind. He imagined touching their curvy bodies and sucking on thier breast. He'd imagined shoving his massive cock into their pussies and stretch them out. He pumped faster and faster. His bed creaked under his muscular weight. He couldn't help but groan in pleasure. His cock erupted in a burst of cum. Laying down, he catches his breath. He rubs the cum onto his thighs.

Energy rushed through his body. And, he knew what he needed. He got his gym clothes that were now tight on him and perfect for showing off his body. He rushed out of his room and headed to the gym. Ned tried to call out as he left the door but Theodore was too fast.

Theodore went to the gym and it was the first time he walked in there with confidence. He walked up to different machines and tested the amount of weight he could do with each. Other gym bros looked at him and gave him nods to show they were impressed. He smiled as he nodded back. A few of the frat guys walked up to him. They were impressed and asked for tips to get a body like his. He was shocked as he began to talk about knowledge of working out that he never had. He even joined in when they talked about hot girls, working out at the gym, and other topics he used to have little to no interest in. Finally he felt like one of the guys.

As the night came to an end, a group frat guys, that were keeping an eye on him, invited him out for drinks. He was beyond happy, as he agreed to hang out with them. He walked into the bar and people just came up to him; girls that thought he was hot and guys that were just impressed by him. The frat guys looked at him like he could potentially be a new recruit. And, this new life of meeting and hanging out with people would continue into the following weeks.

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Both men would realize that reality started shifting. The old Theodore never existed. He was always this hunky popular jock. Him being roommates with Ned was a glitch in the computers system. Him hanging out with his nerdy friends was due to bets he lost, with Ned. The only person that remembered the truth were Ned and Theodore.

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Theodore was getting ready to head out to party, as Ned walked into the room. "Where are you going ... it's D&D night. We still have to get the rest of the gang to remember you." Ned said with a worried tone.

"Ned! They don't remember me. They think I just lost bets to you and was forced to play. We can try to get them to remember later. But, I just want to go and party. I want to hit on girls. Those frat guys wanted to talk to me again ... I can't waste this body and not do the things I've always wanted to do."

"What girls? You're gay?" Ned said shocked.

"I'm not any more ... i don't really get it. But, i think my dream body is straight. I always thought it would be easier to live as a straight man ... so I guess thr vial even took that into consideration." Theodore explained.

"You know what? Fine! Just go ... be magically straight and have fun." Ned said annoyed. "But, you are still going with me to get presents for the gang tomorrow right ..."

"Yeah, sure ... just get out of my room" Theodore brushed him off.

Ned went off to play D&D. The thought of losing his friend filled his mind. All the missed lunch dates, not sitting together in class, and Theodore hardly being home ... made Ned regret what he did. He should have never gotten that transformation serum.

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The next day they both went to the mall together. Ned was excited to finally spend time with his friend. But, the whole day, Theodore was distracted on his phone, texting girls and getting details on parties happening tonight. Ned even caught Theodore stealing glances at his reflection. Everytime Ned would ask about a gift, Theodore would respond with "Sure whatever. And, as the time passed, Ned just got more and more annoyed. "Let's just go." He said after having enough.

"Good, I really couldn't stand this nerdy shit." Theodore yawned and stretched, as he was ready to go.

Ned waited until they got to the parking lot. "Your an ass ... you know that" He yelled.

"Bro, what the fuck is your problem. And for the last time ... I go by Theo now!" Theo yelled back.

"Really! BRO? Am I your Bro? Cause you could have fooled me. If you didn't want to come with me and do this nerdy shit! You could have just said so." Ned shouted back.

Theodore realizes what he said. But, it was true ... he didn't care about the things he used to he. He wondered if he even cared about them in the first place. Or was it just a product of looking nerdy and trying to fit in with the people he looked like. All he knew was that he finally be the man he always wanted to be. "Bro, it's nothing like that ... we are just different now. I mean ... it was bound to happen. Look at you and then look at me. We dont exactly fit in each others lives anymore. " Theo explained, poorly.

"What the hell does that mean? You don't want to be my friend anymore ... are you too cool now? Fuck ... THEO ... I guess fine ... you can have your wish. I'll leave you alone. Well just live two separate lives. And, then next year when you graduate ... I'll never see you again. Is that what you want?"

Theo felt bad. He still had these memories with Ned. But, he knew ... no matter how much it sucked ... they had nothing in common anymore. Maybe it was best for them to split ways. "It's okay Ned, I know your angry. I can never repay you for this life you gave me. But, it's true ... I don't think I can be your friend anymore. I was gonna tell you. I got accepted into the frat... I was going to be moving out anyways. You know, being around guys like myself. And, then switching my degree to sports medicine so I can be a trainer. Also, I have this girl I've been seeing. So ... I'll always remember you. But, I don't know were to fit you in my life." He sighed and paused. He didn't want it to end like this. He didn't want to make a scene. But, he knew he wasn't going to change. And, he knew that Ned wasn't going to change. He started again. "And, here take the keys to drive home. I'm going to the bar and I'll Uber back." Theodore sighed ... a bit disheartened that he isn't as sad as he should have been. He's losing his lifelong friend. But, he could see no other path.

Theodore began to walk away. "Fuck you Theo ... Theodore ... whoever the fuck you are." Ned said, as he walked to the car.

Theodore walked back to the edge of the mall and saw his new frat bros. "Yo bro, what the fuck was that about?" One of them ask.

"Oh, it's just some nerd ... you know how they can be ..." He weakly laughed.

"Hey, isn't he that fag ...yeah ... he's that loser. He's always checking you out. And, stalking you. We should teach him a lesson." Another adds.

"No ... guys ... let's just go get a drink. Look at him ... he can't hurt anyone." He tries to stop his bros. But, they ignore him and head towards Ned.

They begin to harass him and call him names. Theo is in the back looking at it all happened. They call him fag. They push him against the car and punch his stomach. Ned looked at Theodore with a sense of being betrayed. Theo looks away and hears Ned's cries of pain. He can't take it ... as his heart races. His hands ball up. Finally, deep emotion reaches his heart. He can't let his best friend go through this. He can't become the bully he always hated. It was his time to be the hero that deserved a body like his.

"Hey, Theo get a punch in ... show this fag you want nothing to do with him." His posse laughed.

Theo released his punch. Ned closed his eyes fearing the punch from his ex friend. But, the punch never came. Instead one of the jocks cried out. Ned opened his eyes to see Theo fighting off the bullies. The surprise attack gave him an advantage. "Hurry up and get to the car." He yelled to Ned. Ned ran.

The tides began to turn as the three guys begin to over power Theo. Theo took. punches to the face and body. But, he didn't know how much more he could take. Then a honk of a horn rang through the parking lot, as Ned charged the car towards the direction of the fight. The frat guys ran off, as Ned stopped in time. "We'll get you fags later." They yelp.

"Get in." Ned yells to Theo.

Theo stumbles to the car. Ned, quickly, drives drives off. And, they sit in silence.

"Thanks for coming back for me." Theo coughs.

"Well, thanks for saving me." Ned tears up.

"I'm sorry it was my fault ... if i never hung out with them ... they wouldn't have done that." Theo says guiltily.

"I mean you couldn't have known ... but, I'm sorry you lost your new friends and chance to be in the frat." Ned also says guiltily

"I mean who needs friends like them ... when I got a life time of memories with you." Theo smiles.

"But, your right we have nothing in common anymore ... heck you're not even gay anymore." Ned frowns.

Theo thinks hard. "We'll why don't we go play video games ... you still like call of duty right." Theo continues to smile.

Ned perks up. "Yeah!? Do you?"

"I mean yeah it got guns and killing shit with your bros ... so I guess we still got video games in common ... and we can work from there. And, yeah I might be straight. But, I've learned a lot of guys at the gym like twinky guys like you. I can hook you up." Theo smiles.

"That would be great ... so what does this mean? Are we are still friends?" Ned shyly says.

Theodore sighs, "If you still want to be ... I'm sorry with how I was acting. I let being cool go to my head. I won't lie our friendship might be a bit different ... but it been one we had for years. I'm still willing to make this work. And, trust I got other peeps I've been hanging out with ... not just those assholes. Some of them are actually really cool and wouldn't mind hanging out with you. I can get us invited to parties and shit." He paused and looked out the windoe. "I'm not like them ... the frat guys. I guess I was just blinded my suddenly being cool. I was excited that people wanted to hangout with me. But, I wasn't asking if they were decent enough to hang out with." Theo apologized.

"I mean ... I guess I understand. And, i forgive you. And, I don't want to give up on our friendship either ... so yeah ... we are still friends. And, Maybe your coolness can rub off on me." Ned laughed.

Theo rolled his eyes, "Yeah, Maybe ... but it would take a miracle." He tussled Ned's hair. As the two friends drove back to their apartment. Their lives and friendship might be different but, they new they'd make it work out some how.

The Body Swap Couple: Snowy Get Away

Travis swung the axe down on the log, easily splitting it in half. Despite the meditative rhythm of chopping wood, he could still feel Henry’s cold stare.

“So, are you just gonna stand there and stare... or?” Travis asked, rolling his eyes after the fight they'd just had.

“Well, geez, Trav... I don't know. Why would I sit in a freezing cabin when I can get heated by watching you?” Henry, the smaller but still burly man, said with a smirk, eyeing the larger, even burlier Travis.

“You know I’m cutting wood to start up the furnace, right? Just be patient. This snowy getaway isn’t as bad as you're making it seem.” Travis’s voice held a hint of irritation. “You know, Henry, if you just tapped into your new memories, you'd be able to help me cut some wood, and we could have a cozy fire going even sooner.”

Henry scoffed. “I could… or we could be on a plane to Hawaii, Cancun, or anywhere warm. I could be showing off my hot body right now.” He crossed his arms, continuing, “You got me all excited, saying these two beefcakes were headed to a tropical getaway. Do you know how hot it would be to walk around showing off our furry lumberjack bodies?”

Travis looked a bit guilty but held his ground. “Henry, we always go somewhere tropical. I’m sorry I lied, but if I’d told you where I wanted to go, would you have agreed? We always go where you want.”

Now it was Henry’s turn to look guilty. “Don’t say that, Trav… we do things you want too. Like…” He paused, trying to think of a recent trip that was solely for Travis’s sake. “Oh… my… God, Travis. I’m sorry.” He realized it had been months since Travis had picked their destination.

Travis sighed and walked behind Henry, wrapping him in an embrace. “Don’t feel bad, babe. It’s okay. I love watching you experience the things you enjoy. I’ve done a lot before we met, so seeing you happy makes me happy. But I needed this trip.”

Henry smiled as he leaned into the embrace. “It’s okay, Trav. I get it. I’ll stop complaining and be a good sport.”

Travis kissed the back of Henry’s neck. “I know you’re going to love this trip.”

Henry chuckled. “I mean, I’ll really try, but being alone in the snow doesn’t exactly scream fun.”

Travis laughed. “Doesn’t it? Alone in the snow, with a fire going, cuddling in each other’s arms, keeping warm… giving in to our wild desires.” He growled playfully into Henry’s ear.

Henry shivered. “Well, when you put it that way… we should hurry up with this wood.”

Travis chuckled. “Glad you’re seeing things my way. I mean ... there was a reason I fought to be the bigger of the two. I want to take care of you really well this trip." He winked, hinting at the sexual domination to come.

Henry joined Travis in chopping wood, their bodies working like well-oiled machines. The anger that had blinded Henry before had lifted, and he now saw the lumberjack fantasy Travis had set up. Both men were finally on the same page.