To Protect And Swap (Teaser)

To Protect and Swap (Teaser)

After learning that his boss is retiring, hunky middle-aged officer James Peterson is willing to do whatever is necessary to be promoted to police chief. Unfortunately for him, a private meeting with the retiring chief doesn’t turn out as expected...

To his amusement, James hadn’t even made it to his desk on Monday morning before his assumptions about the promotion were proven to be true. Upon being stopped by his superior, the hunky officer was informed that Chief Price was expecting him up at his office for an important meeting to “discuss their futures”. Upon making his way across the busy office floor and greeting a few of his work friends, the man finally made his way to the chief’s office and knocked on the door. After hearing the gruff older voice telling him to come in, James obeyed the order and entered the room. 

Upon doing so and taking a seat on one side of a desk, James’ eyes found themselves observing his 78 year old police chief as he sat on the other side. Although the man clearly had respect for Chief Price, James was always relatively uncomfortable around his boss based on just how obese he was. With James being a solid 130 pounds with a relatively muscular physique, the fact that his boss was at least triple that was a lot for his fitness-centric mind to reconcile with. It was also clear that chief’s deskwork certainly didn’t help matters as he noticed a take-out container sitting on the edge of his desk and a fresh stain in the middle of his stretched out dress shirt.

Directing his head away from the man’s obese physique, James instead looked up to stare into the older man’s face. Although the chief’s visage looked completely normal, a closer look revealed that it was a bizarre mix of deep wrinkles and soft flab that caused his cheeks to be pudgy and a definition-less mass to be between his head and shoulders. Before he could focus more on his boss’ face though, James watched the man’s mouth begin to move and thus discontinued any thinking as he opted to instead listen. 

“So, let’s just cut to the chase alright. I’m retiring soon and I need to find a replacement before I leave. You’re not stupid, I’m sure that you know that everyone around here adores you and wants you to be my successor,” Chief Price began, his eyes narrowing underneath his gray and bushy eyebrows for a moment as he intensely studied James’ face. “Although I know that you and my staff all think that I’m this rude hardass, I’m not going to just simply ignore all of the high praise I hear about you. In fact, based on how well you’re received by both the department and the general public due to those little interviews you do, I actually share the same opinion about you.” 

Upon hearing this, James momentarily lost his breath as he awaited the final shoe to drop. Based on how Chief Price sat there for a moment with a devilish grin on his face, it was clear that he was purposely delaying the news. Luckily though, it didn’t take too much longer until he finally spoke and dropped his bombshell. “As such, I’d like to offer you the position of chief effective immediately. Are you willing to take on the sacrifices necessary for this position?”

Instantly, James’ heart began to race as the reality of the offer finally settled. Given how frantic his breathing was, it wasn’t surprising that his first few words came out as a stutter. “I- I’m h-honored chief. Of course I’d love to accept, this is the job of my dreams! I’m willing to do whatever is necessary for the betterment of our department.” 

As James finished speaking, Chief Price’s usual stoic expression shifted into a slight grin as he extended out a hand across the desk. “Now that’s what I love to hear, officer. Put it ‘ere and we’ll begin the transition process immediately!” 

With the role secured beyond a simple handshake, a wide smile emerged onto James’ face as he leaned forward in his seat and extended his arm out across the table. As soon as their hands met and were wrapped into a tight grip though, the officer’s smile began to suddenly falter as an intense tingle began to permeate through his palms. 

Looking up in confusion only caused further alarm as Chief Price’s expression had shifted from a friendly smile to a mischievous grin. Thrown off by this, James tried to pry his hand out of the handshake, but quickly found that the chief’s hand was essentially a death grip. Just as he began to flail about and muster up the courage to scream for help, the officer’s attempt was foiled as an intense shock suddenly permeated through his body. In an instant the pain caused his entire body to seize up, the officer suddenly grunting in response and closing his eyes as he wished for immediate relief...

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The Ten-Millionth Like

As the new year rolled around, 24-year-old Martin was eager for a fresh start. While he had a laundry list of aspects of himself and his life that he longed to improve, the number one priority for him was to invest fully into his physical health. As such, when he was walking the streets of his Mexican town one day and noticed a promotion outside of a local gym advertising a special deal for new members, the man was quick to head inside and sign-up.

In the two months since signing up for that New Year’s deal, Martin had pushed aside his own anxieties and worked tirelessly in the gym to help reshape his body. While he was still in possession of a rather average physique as evident by the few areas of flab that remained on him, there were already clear results displayed as the man’s muscles looked just a smidge thicker. Since he hadn’t expected such prominent results already, Martin was understandably quite proud of himself already for his progress given the fact that he had never been one to really workout or be physically active growing up.

But despite his pride, the man knew that he couldn’t solely thank himself for his sudden prowess in the gym. Given the age of social media and the ability to easily search for assistance without having to pay exorbitant amounts for a personal trainer, places like YouTube and Instagram were able to easily help the man navigate his way to a rather consistent workout schedule to help him achieve his desired dream body. While there were certainly a slew of people that Martin looked into, there was no one that he looked up to more than Eric Janicki.

Not only was the man an absolute beast of bulk worthy of competing in bodybuilding competitions, but Eric was an absolute sweetheart and seemingly not as cocky as other fitness personalities like him. With all of these factors in mind, it wasn’t much of a surprise that Martin quickly fell in love with the hunk and his dorky personality. As such, Eric became Martin’s go-to account anytime he needed tips for his workouts and diets or just any sort of visual encouragement to do an intense gym session.

Since Martin had such an appreciation and crush for Eric, the man also shamelessly turned on notifications so he could be one of the first individuals to support the man’s Instagram posts. Given the fact that Martin had no real money to support the man via personal training sessions, the best he assumed that he could do was immediately like any post and jump straight into praising the man (or thirsting for him depending on just how horny he was). As Martin began to get himself ready to head out for an afternoon workout session, a ding from his phone notified him that Eric had just made a new post. Eager to showcase his usual form of appreciation, the man tapped onto the notification and allowed it to bring him straight to the brand new post. Before the video could even start playing, Martin had already quickly typed out a message of appreciation and posted a comment. Smiling to himself, the man finally double tapped on the post so he could go back to getting ready for his impending gym session.

But as soon as that logo of a white heart emerged in the center of the video, Martin’s entire body seized up. Fear quickly arose in the young man’s mind as he lost all control and found himself growing more and more disoriented the longer he stood upright. As much as he wanted to cry out for help or make his way over to a nearby chair, he remained completely stationary until the disorientating feelings grew too much to bear. Like a goat after being scared, the man suddenly felt himself falling backwards on his back of his heels until he tumbled down towards the ground. As soon as his head hit the ground in a resounding thwap, Martin fell straight into unconsciousness.

While he didn’t know how long he was out cold, the faint arrival of someone speaking was at least able to indicate to Martin that he at least hadn’t died. “Hey dude, are you ok?” the disembodied voice said, with clear emotions of shock and extreme concern expressed. Slowly but surely, the pain in the back of his skull slowly began to recede and as a result, he finally began to gingerly open his eyes. Looking straight up from the ground, his eyes couldn’t help but narrow at the sight of a smaller blond-haired man leaning down over him while continuing to ask if he’s ok. Still groggy, Martin could only extend a hand to get across the message of his desire to get back on his feet. Luckily the skittish man was quick to jump into action, grasping both hands around Martin’s outstretched hand and pulling him back up while uttering a deep groan.

Throughout his journey back to an upright standing position, Martin’s attention was fully trained on the arm he extended outwards. Somehow, the flesh of his arm was much lighter in shade, now seemingly in a lighter white shade in comparison to the rich and darker complexion that indicated his Mexican heritage. While that could have surely been just attributed to some sort of strange lighting, the sight of his arm’s bulkiness made it impossible to believe that this was all due to the lighting. The arm was incredibly wide all of the way from the hand up to the shoulder, as evident by the forearms that revealed intense vascularity all of the way up to a terrifying huge set of biceps. Was his body inflating and turning lighter in complexion due to some sort of allergy from the food he had prior to passing out? If so, he needed to get to the hospital immediately!

As if the universe was testing just how much shock the man could experience at once, the other man’s voice interrupted Martin as he looked down at himself and stared confusingly at the gray tank top he was now wearing. “Uh Eric, are you ok dude?” he said, which caused Martin to immediately lift his head up with a shocked expression on his face.

“Wha- who’s Eric? My name is Martin,” the man exclaimed, his sanity starting to finally break as he looked down at himself and started to hyperventilate. Nothing in the field of vision before him resembled his true self. He had seemingly changed ethnicities and lost all of his flab to become someone that resembled a real-life version of The Hulk (minus the green skin).

“Oh shit, I think you might have a concussion,” the other man stated, himself starting to hyperventilate as he frantically searched around and grabbed his cell phone. “Uh, stay right here bro,” he continued, “I’m gonna get a doctor to come and check you out!” Before Martin could even inquire further about what was going on, the other man had disappeared from the home gym and left Martin alone with his bulky body and frantic mind.

Everything about this scenario was so confusing to Martin, so much so that all he wanted now was answers. As such, he was eager to get out of this home gym and do his own sleuthing. So after leaning out and poking his head out of the doorway to verify that the other man wasn’t nearby still on the phone, Martin headed down the hallway in search of a bathroom. Upon opening the fourth door down, his first quest was finally fulfilled as he saw the familiar sight of a restroom. Rushing in, the man groaned in pain as the top of his forehead rammed against the top of the door frame. Given his former stature as a 5’6” man, it was quite unexpected to suddenly find himself tall enough to conk the head of his now 6’1” body against an entryway.

Regardless of the pain now throbbing at his forehead, Martin ducked his head underneath the door and finally entered the bathroom. Upon navigating his incredibly wide and bulky body into the tiny room, Martin turned to face the mirror and gasped at the discovery. Instead of his own body, he now found the vision of Eric Janicki reflected back at him! While it was surely a shock to become such a behemoth of a man, it also was quite erotic to realize that he was now in control of his biggest crush and gym inspiration. Although it was eerie to find no semblance to his former self in Eric’s own features, that fear quickly dissipated and turned into an observation that he adored. While he enjoyed his old features such as his big and round brown eyes, they paled in comparison to the gorgeous ice blue eyes that he now saw with. In fact, everything about Eric was better than Martin’s old self from his head all of the way down to his feet.

Eager to get a better look at every aspect of his new self, Martin took the opportunity to display his newfound strength by tearing the gray tank top to shreds while dropping his shorts down to the floor. Holy shit, Martin thought to himself as he got the once in a lifetime opportunity to see such a bulky physique in his reflection while also looking down. Eric’s pecs were incredible in the mirror, but they were even hotter due to just how far they jutted out when Martin looked down. Looking back up into the mirror, he couldn’t help but smile to himself as he took in his handsome model-like visage. Not surprisingly, the reflected gorgeous blue eyes immediately drew his attention, but other elements such as the trimmed facial hair and angular features of his nose and jawline became just as impactful.

Taking a moment to grab the phone that was hidden in the pocket of the crumpled-up shorts, Martin quickly unlocked the man’s phone and took the opportunity to document his first ever flexing session as a now 30-year-old buff bodybuilder-sized hunk. Although he himself didn’t have much knowledge about posing styles, the combination of both Eric’s own muscle memory and Martin’s own recollection of the man’s videos allowed him to seamlessly flex for the camera.

Even though he was more than turned on by the sight of Eric’s body, the dampness of Eric’s sweaty skin quickly caused Martin to veer into documenting something much more erotic. Lifting one arm up and over his head, Martin wasted no time shoving the strong and angular nose he now possessed right into his own armpit. Taking in the scent of Eric’s own body was like the sweetest drug to Martin, as evident based on the fact that he couldn’t convince himself to pull away and inhale the non-musky fresh air.

But as a ding from the man’s phone finally echoed through the bathroom, Martin finally pulled himself away from the trimmed armpit and checked the notification. Although he wasn’t going to originally go read the message, the snippet displayed to him instantly caught his attention. “I know you’re not the real Eric Jan-” it said, which immediately caused him to frantically tap on the notification and see what was going on.

With intense fear now written across his face, the man quickly read through the message to understand what was going on. “I know you’re not the real Eric Janicki. If you want to know what happened and also keep this body, respond to me ASAP,” it read, which caused Martin to take the opportunity to check out the account of the individual sending the message. Despite the threat of losing this body, Martin’s own curiosity couldn’t be contained as he checked the account and realized that it was an apparent mutual of Eric’s. As such, the man was even more curious about how this happened and how this woman knew about it.

“Uh hi, I’m here,” Martin typed out, cautiously approaching the situation due to not knowing whether the woman was a friend or a foe.

“Well hey there, congrats on being the lucky individual to swap bodies with Eric! 🥳” the response said, which only made Martin more confused.

“How do you know about that?” Martin boldly stated, opting to be upfront about it rather than skirting around the conversation. Clearly, they both knew what had happened so there was no point in trying to play coy about it.

As such, the woman wasted no time taking credit for the swap and stating that it was perfect revenge for her “narcissistic cunt of an ex”. Pressing further for more details, Martin was able to quickly learn that the woman is a novice witch who had concocted the ultimate revenge plan for Eric Janicki. According to her, the two of them had begun dating in high school and even went to the same college together. But as time went on, his focus shifted away from school and their relationship and solely onto his muscle growth and social media following. Before long, the two of them had split rather hostilely as she vowed to punish him for mistreating her and ignoring their relationship. Eager to get her revenge, the woman soon found herself invested in witchcraft and cast a spell that would swap him with the body of an individual who would verify his success. 

Unbeknownst to either of them, the interpretation of the spell made it so the swap was activated once Martin became responsible for Eric’s ten-millionth like on Instagram. In fact, the only reason why the woman was able to tell the swap occurred was due to the residual ripples of the magic utilized in the body swap.

While Martin was quite intrigued by the details revealed to him, this only made him more curious about what that meant for him. Now that she had swapped him with Eric, what would the woman want from him now? As such, the man posed such a question and found himself rather intrigued by the response.

“Oh, I want nothing from you,” she said. ”I just wanted to teach him a lesson and take him away from the body that he devoted all of his time to. Obviously, I can always swap you guys back if I want, but I have no real intention of doing that. As long as you’re not an asshole to people and just act like a good-natured guy, you’ll remain as Eric. But if you become egotistical about your new body and life, I won’t hesitate to swap you with someone else. Got it?”

While the woman seemed fairly nice and approachable once they had begun talking, the final threat of undergoing another body swap was quick to get Martin to agree to her terms. “Oh absolutely, you’ve got my word. I won’t be as shitty as he was, I promise!” Martin quickly fired back, which had seemingly convinced the woman enough as she told him goodbye for now while once again warning him about her keeping an eye on him.

Grabbing the phone and pulling back on a pair of shorts, Martin was quick to push aside his former life and just embrace his status as the one and only Eric Janicki. As such, the new Eric made his way out of the bathroom with a spring in his step. While the threat of the woman swapping his body with another random individual would continue to persist for the rest of his life, Eric vowed to not make the same mistakes as his predecessor. Unlike the former Eric, he wouldn’t allow fame and notoriety to get to his head. Instead, he was going to continue to focus solely on delivering content that inspires and assists people to become the best and buffest individuals they could possibly be.

Upon heading back into the home gym, Eric soon found himself running back into the young man who had discovered him on the ground. After being asked repeatedly whether he was ok, Eric stated that he had “never felt better” and was eager to get back into filming his content. Although there was some slight trepidation on the other man’s part about whether Eric was actually ok, he ultimately took the man’s word and grabbed onto a camera sitting on a bench. Quickly, the pieces began to be put together as Eric realized that the man was his personal videographer that helped him create content for his social media.

After taking a moment to accessorize his body with a headband, the formerly average Mexican man was eager to begin his first recorded workout as Eric Janicki. Although he was most certainly eager about everything, the presence of butterflies in his stomach suddenly emerged and grew in intensity just as the director counted down towards beginning the recording. Although it was slightly anxiety-inducing to be recorded front and center, his constant viewings of Eric’s content left him feeling rather relaxed as soon as the recording began.

“What is up guys, Eric Janicki back here with another workout today…” he stated, immediately doing the man’s signature intro with a flex. Although this was his first time ever performing on camera, the new Eric felt like he was a veteran at it. As soon as he got past the intro, the man was running like a well-oiled machine as he easily navigated through introducing each workout and demonstrating it for the viewer. Throughout the entire process, he couldn’t help but feel himself growing more and more turned on by just how easy it was for him. Not only that, but the longing stares of the director left Eric feeling even more encouraged (and turned on) to be the best he could possibly be.

Upon finishing up the recording, Eric was feeling incredibly sweaty and extremely horny. Based on the looks that the director was giving him, it clearly seemed as though he felt more than just adoration for Eric’s incredible physique. No, he definitely wanted to explore that physique rather intimately. So while the former Eric had a reputation of being a full-fledged straight man, the new Eric was more than willing to break out of that mold and thus began to make his move on the director.

This newfound confidence brought on by his new body was quite evident as it was only mere seconds before the two men were pulling each other out of their clothes. Eric was eager to demonstrate his strength and show-off for his director, easily tearing off the director’s shirt and pulling down the man’s underwear and shorts. Eager to lean in further towards his own personal kink of armpits, Eric was quick to shove the nerdy-looking man’s face deep into his pit to inhale that exhilarating sweaty odor for himself. As the man’s muffled moans and groans echoed through the home gym, both men were reaching peak horniness and thus demanded immediate release.

Pulling the man out of his armpit and into a passionate kiss, Eric was even more turned on because he could both taste and smell his own sweat on the man’s lips as they continued to make out. Before long though, the director had a wide smirk on his face as he eagerly presented his tight little bubble butt to his boss. Licking his lips and staring at the submissive director, Eric was more than eager to take advantage of it. So after lining up his python of a cock against the man’s tight asshole, Eric was quick to press deep within the man and fuck him with intense passion and vigor. As the two men both rushed towards euphoric highs, the room became filled with a cacophony of guttural moans and grunts until they both came in unison.

Upon pulling out the man’s ass and cleaning himself off, Eric Janicki was quite excited for the new lease on life he had been given. He wasn’t going to let the moments go to waste, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to allow himself to ever be taken away from this glorious new life and body!

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The Baseball Team’s Newest Switch-Hitter II

“Hey Craig, did you not hear me?” Seth inquired, trying to get his transformation subject to respond to his previous statement. “You don’t remember being a college sophomore or the fact that we’ve been friends for years? Do you have a concussion or something?” 

Sitting there for a moment, Craig tried his best to think about what the other man was saying. Ever since he first stepped foot in Seth’s dorm room, his mind has been struggling to wrap his head around the simple statements that Seth made about him. Although he thought this was just due to his dim-witted nature, the reality of the situation was that Seth was a jock who seemingly had an ability to alter people’s bodies and reality to reflect those changes. Originally stepping foot in this dorm room, Craig had been a 34-year-old average African American man. But due to Seth’s magical words, he had regressed back to 19 and gained significant muscles to turn him into a college jock. 

“Oh uh, that… sort of sounds familiar,” Craig said under his breath, unaware of the fact that his memories of his old life were being replaced with the memories of a 19-year-old jock who was best friends with Seth. 

“Yeah, that’s right bro, these college exams must be fucking with your head or something, I can’t believe you’d forget something like that!” 

Eliciting a deep chuckle, Craig responded to his best friend’s statement. “I guess so, classes are so fucking stupid though dude,” he exclaimed, gritting his teeth as he recalled the fact that he had an 8-page English essay that he still had to do for this pompous asshole named Mr. Reynolds. Although he knew that he wasn’t the smartest student around (he recalled how ever since middle school he was always a student who averaged a C / C- final grade), Craig knew that Reynolds was just being a stubborn old asshole since he was probably just jealous of how popular and hunky he was. Clearly, the man didn’t have the best time in school, so he had to take it out on normal people like Craig just because being sociable and studly came innately for him. 

“True, but not all of college is bad right?” Seth continued, breaking the man out of his thoughts while moving over to his mini-fridge and slowly opening it. Upon watching Seth reach into the fridge, Craig observed as the jock pulled out two cans of Guinness beer. “We can party, play sports, get wasted, and fuck absolutely anyone we want. You know what, take a beer and destress dude. You definitely look like you need it,” he said, extending an arm out and offering the drink to the transforming dorm worker. 

Although he reached out and took the drink from the jock, Craig couldn’t fight the feeling that drinking in a dorm room was wrong. “Uh, I don’t know dude, I don’t want to get caught by some nosy-ass RA,” he said, looking down at the can and trying to fight his intense urges to crack it open and immediately guzzle it down. 

“Now c’mon man, when has the threat of getting caught ever stopped you from drinking some beer? It’s in your Irish veins bro, you can’t resist getting drunk!” 

In response, Craig’s mind began to undergo a severe transformation to replace his memories of being brought up in an African American household. With reality twisting and bending to match what Seth said about him, it didn’t take long before Craig’s recollection of his new life emerged. Instead of growing up in rural Alabama, the transforming man was reminded of his status as a Midwesterner that was born and raised in Michigan. Not only that, but this new life had also changed his family until he was now the descendant of some Irish immigrants that moved to the United States in hopes of a better life. 

As such, the man’s body began to undergo some severe revamps to match this new identity. Firstly, the man’s skin color began to immediately lighten, starting from the man’s feet and moving up. So as Seth patiently waited for the man’s changes to become visible to him, it wasn’t until the change reached his arms that he was able to witness Craig’s racial change. Within a few minutes, his complexion underwent a severe transformation, growing from a rich brown shade to a nearly pale tone. 

Upon finishing up this transformation, two more changes began in tandem: the shift of his facial features and the alterations for every inch of hair that covered his body. As his lips and nose grew narrower and he gained prominent dimples, there was a sudden change in the man’s skull as he gained a more angular jawline that left him looking incredibly masculine. While the changing of his facial features neared its conclusion, every follicle of hair from the man’s head to toes began to shift in shade. Although Craig still maintained a curly hairstyle, the consistency and color shifted until it became a lightly curled ginger-colored head of hair. This lightening in shade continued down through the man’s body as all of his body hair and facial hair lightened to turn him into a red-blooded Irish man. 

Despite how his entire mind and body was altering under Seth’s phrasing, Craig believed that nothing was amiss with himself. Instead, he recalled his friend’s last sentence and tried his best to formulate a response. “Oh uh, you’re totally right bro. I could drink you under a table with ease,” he jeered, allowing one of his wide hands to slap the brunette on his thinner shoulders while the other hand used its fingers to finally crack open the beer can. Continuing to smirk at Seth, Craig gripped onto the beer can and took a long swig of beer, smiling as he savored the alcoholic flavor as it flowed down his throat. 

“Yeah, it’s no wonder why you’re the biggest party animal on the entire baseball team dude,” Seth responded, returning Craig’s physical contact with his own slapping of the ginger’s broad shoulders. But as Seth continued to chuckle and wait for the man to embrace his new identity of a baseball jock, his smile began to falter as the ginger suddenly began to hyperventilate. 

Upon hearing the concept of becoming a star player on the baseball team, Craig’s personality rushed back to prominence in his mind given just how far of a leap Seth had attempted to change him. Craig didn’t have an athletic bone in his body, so the concept of playing professional sports in college rather than some intramural activity for fun was a literal shock to his system. But while this was shocking in and of itself, Craig was understandably in awe as he looked down at his right hand and noted the beer can that was squeezed around his now pale and ginger-haired arms. “Uh what the fuck is happening to me, Mr. Lewis?” he cried out, immediately setting down the beer can on top of the mini-fridge and observing his now-Caucasian limbs. 

Needing to act fast, Seth tried his best at attempting to get the man back under his magical suggestion. Obviously he couldn’t let the dorm worker escape the room and reveal his abilities, so Seth needed to finish the transformation as quickly as possible. “Uh Nolan, why are you calling me by my last name? We’re literally best friends, that’s why we’re rooming together. Don’t you remember meeting on the baseball team back when you were a freshman and me complimenting you on your batting average? You’re literally one of the best players on the team!” 

Although in his mind Craig tried his best to remain in control and flee from this trashy dorm room, Seth’s power was too overbearing for him to prevent. No matter how many mental barriers he tried to put up to prevent the jock from completely erasing his identity, Seth was able to easily destroy them and alter the man’s mind as he saw fit. So as he felt his identity begin to lose dominance in his mind, Craig forced his eyes shut and tried to envision his family one last time before everything faded to black. 

With the ginger-haired jock’s mind now completely empty, the lack of control caused his body to immediately tumble back and fall into the clothing-covered bed that he had once been sitting on. But this didn’t last for long though, as the identity of Nolan O’Connor began to quickly fill up the empty noggin. Just like Seth, Nolan was another cocky jock who loved nothing more than flaunting his muscles, flirting with any woman he met, taunting any dweeb or fag that dared to look at him longer than he liked, and being a lazy slob of a human being. 

Speaking of flaunting his muscles, this became especially clear to Seth as the unconscious man’s clothing began to shift before his eyes. The tattered dress shirt that he wore faded away in seconds, leaving nothing but the man’s shirtless torso for the magically-gifted jock to ogle at. The most severe change came to his pants though as the khaki fabric shortened and changed consistency and color until they became a mesh pair of blacked athletic shorts. Continuing to look at the man’s shifting shorts though, Seth was suddenly finding himself realizing that the man was wearing no underwear as he could make out the outline of Nolan’s cock through the mesh holes. 

As the new jock’s mind began to finalize its transformation, the dorm room underwent a few slight moderations to better fit in with this new reality. Posters of nearly nude Playboy models quickly appeared on his wall, while the closet was filled with a slew of tank tops and other athletic wear. However, Nolan’s bed also found a few more sweaty clothes manifest on top of the comforter, with the odor of one of those rancid articles of clothing causing the brand-new jock to finally re-awaken and sit up. 

“Fuck dude, how long was I out for? I don’t even remember falling asleep,” Nolan grumbled as he stretched out his arms. As he went through a deep yawn, his closed eyes made him oblivious to his new roommate’s poor attempt at keeping a straight face. 

“Oh uh, not long at all man. We were just having some drinks until you passed out during our chat about school,” Seth responded, licking his lips in delight as he watched the ginger-haired jock finally sit up and naturally grab his half-drunk beer can off the top of the mini-fridge. Before Seth could say a single thing towards the jock, he instinctively chugged the remainder of the drink before crushing the metal can with his thick and meaty hand and tossing it across the room into a trashcan. 

“Goddamn bro, that shit was good,” Nolan purred, patting his stomach for a moment before abruptly stopping. Out of nowhere, the room was suddenly rocked with a loud belch as Nolan smirked to himself. Although most of his friends struggled to carry their liquor, the ginger-haired jock was infamous for being able to drink countless beers and still not feel even the slightest hint of a buzz. While he was sure that his descendants weren’t happy to see that his Irish genes were so beneficial in this regard, Nolan felt no desire to really be an outstanding individual. 

He was a self-proclaimed idiot, so the only reason why he was even at college at all was due to his immense talent with baseball. He was a great batter and even more impressive when it came to working the outfield, so it wasn’t a shock that he was able to get a full-ride scholarship to this college despite his barely passing grades. 

Upon moving back towards the bed, Nolan felt no inner desire to not be himself around his best friend and teammate Seth. As such, it was no surprise for either of them as Nolan instinctively reached his hand behind him and then underneath the waistband of his shorts as he squinted his face and began to scratch his ass. 

Throughout the entire experience, Seth couldn’t resist chuckling as he watched his creation behave just like he envisioned him to. Despite being a fairly athletic guy due to being on the baseball team, the brunette jock wasn’t the most popular individual around. So, when that worker came in to remove him from the dorm, Seth wasn’t afraid of leaning into his family's gift of altering bodies and reality to get rid of the man while also giving himself a hunky best friend. In fact, with this new friend and roommate, new memories informed Seth about just how great Nolan was at being a wingman. With that hunky ginger jock there to help him sweet talk the various women he met at college parties, there was barely a night that went by without both of them returning to the dorm with a woman that they each eagerly fucked for several hours. 

But despite their obvious attraction towards the opposite sex, Seth’s status as a closeted bisexual had also altered reality to make Nolan a dumb himbo who was willing to fuck or be fucked by anyone he deemed attractive enough. In this new reality, Nolan viewed Seth as the most attractive man he had ever seen. Numerous memories of Nolan eagerly pleasuring or being pleasured by Seth filled both of their minds, so much so that it didn’t take long before both men were instantly sporting throbbing boners as they continued to make small talk and look at each other. 

“Hey bro,” Seth said with a mischievous grin, “how about you come over here and take care of your roomie?” 

Upon hearing such an appealing concept, Nolan couldn’t resist flashing a dopey grin before eagerly standing up and making his way over to his roommate. As Seth reached out his hands and began to rub along the ginger’s ripped abs and pecs, Nolan looked down and bit his lip as he reveled in the man’s touch. Although he was most certainly no fag, Nolan couldn’t deny that he enjoyed spending such intimate time with Seth. Luckily, Seth said “no homo” before every time they interacted, so Nolan’s conscience was cleared from any inner torment as he remained blissfully content with his status as a womanizing heterosexual. 

In fact as Seth stood up and unzipped his pants, that sacred mantra was once again repeated as he allowed his underwear and pants to fall to his ankles and reveal his average-sized cock to Nolan. Before Nolan even had time to respond, Seth reached up towards the man’s head and firmly gripped into the man’s curly ginger locks. “Be a good boy and take care of me first,” Seth sensually demanded, giving Nolan a slight wink as he pushed him down to his knees to let him immediately get to work. Although it would only take a few minutes before Seth came and shot his load down Nolan’s overeager throat, the moment would feel like an eternity for Seth as he tried to savor every second. To his relief though, this wasn’t all of the fun that the two of them would have though, because as soon as they cleaned up they’d be dressing up and heading out to another college party before finding some gorgeous cheerleaders for each of them to bring back to the dorm and fuck. Then from every day after this until their graduation in the next few years, this process would continue for Seth and his brand new switch-hitter…

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Possession/Hypnotize/Transform:

Frank Grillo, Chris Evans, Enver Gjokaj

Although I’ve had a fairly similar ask in the past involving Frank and Enver, times have changed and my choices have dramatically shifted as well. In terms of who I’m going to possess, I’m going to go with Enver. The man was an early childhood crush of mine and not only has his career grown since I first watched him in Dollhouse, but he’s also turned into quite the hunky DILF as well. As such, it feels like a no brainer to me to get to test out the body and life of Enver!

As for who I’m going to hypnotize, I’m going to go with Frank Grillo. It was a tough choice between possessing or hypnotizing Frank, but I think having the hunky Italian hypnotized until he’s a total himbo and Enver’s submissive best friend / bodyguard. Not only will the man’s altered mind be desperate to put his Italian heritage to use by cooking top-tier meals for me along with putting his jiu-jitsu skills to work as my bodyguard, but he’ll also be quite eager to flash a pearly white smile and flex for me whenever I demand it.

By process of elimination, that means that Chris Evans will be the recipient of a transformation of my decision. Given the fact that I’m not the biggest fan of Evans (I find Pratt and Hemsworth both hotter), I’m personally not upset by this journey for him. Since most people know him as Captain America and love to bring up him as having “America’s ass”, I think it’s only fitting that Chris becomes Enver’s newest jockstrap to help showcase my new assets.

Influencing The Influencer II

In the two months since first possessing his friend Chris Nelson, Tom had been absolutely thriving in his new life as a hunky influencer. While the man’s gift of possession afforded him the ability to tap into the real Chris’ memories and persona from time to time, he had still expected to encounter some roadblocks along the way. But alas, the possession was an absolute success and Chris’ life was one that Tom was seamlessly able to take over.

In fact, Chris’ normal routines had become so easy to adapt to that they were second nature to Tom. Every morning, he would wake up and do Chris’ usual breakfast routine and workout before taking advantage of his apartment complex’s swimming pool. Of course it was a blessing to cool off into the calming and chilled water, but it was even more fun for Tom to watch his fellow neighbors stare at him and his gorgeously buff and tatted-up body. Eager to put on a show to give them more reason to stare, Tom wasn’t afraid of lifting up his arm to “accidentally” flex his biceps or allowing himself to get rock hard from the attention to cause his prominent manhood to strain against his swimsuit.

Although Tom himself hadn’t really been a super cocky individual, the time spent in Chris’ body had quickly corrupted him. While this was surely not only due to him tapping into Chris’ own confidence and inflated ego when it came time to go into “Chris Mode” and record content for his followers, a lot of this ego was gained from Tom’s own experiences in such a buff body. Everywhere he went, he was treated like a king amongst peasants, so it was no surprise that the man began to feel even more cocky and proud of the body he had hijacked. Every time he saw a mirror, this newfound narcissism was on full display as he admired his gorgeous tanned and tattooed skin, buff physique, and bright and perfectly aligned smile.

Upon finishing up and gathering all of his desired attention, the new Chris made his way back to his apartment to shower and get ready for the real work of the day. Of course, he often found himself distracted by his nude body, which caused him to jerk off multiple times to his own reflection, but he moved as fast as he could despite the vanity-centric hindrances. Upon drying off and getting dressed, Tom finally sat himself down at his sound-proofed office and began to record a slew of content that consisted of TikToks and podcasts with Chris’ friend Jay.

But unlike the real Chris Nelson, the new one was eager to build upon Chris’ follower count and came up with the perfect plan to do it. Throughout the past two months, the man had reached out to several other popular influencers or social media personalities in hopes of doing a collaboration. While most of these influences and his fans had assumed that this was just due to Chris’ desire to grow more popular by interacting with just as popular individuals, Tom had an ulterior motive behind these collaborations. In reality, Tom was working ahead by establishing connections with potential possession victims to hopefully make it easier for him to possess them himself. Given the fact that Chris would likely remain his host body to live as and possess others with, Tom had to regain connections with the people he used to know back when he was a 34-year-old Alabama native. Luckily, his plan had worked out well as he was able to get the large majority of his ideal possession choices to hang out and create content with him.

Although this posed several options for him to become someone new, Tom still found himself struggling to leave Chris’ life to take over someone else’s. But as he finished up his work for the day and sat back in his office chair, he finally told himself that the time had come to move on and become someone else for a little while. So, as he scrolled through his contacts list, the man ultimately decided on the perfect choice for his next body and fired off a message asking if they’d be up to collaborating the next day. After receiving a response that approved the idea, Tom smiled to himself as he tucked his phone back into a pocket of his shorts.

Now with the rest of the day free, Tom decided to go out with one last hurrah as Chris Nelson (at least for the time being). As such, he decided that the best course of action would be to head out to his favorite bar and get absolutely wasted. Of course, there was also the additional goal of finding a woman hot enough to go back home with him. Although Tom himself hadn’t been interested in women prior to possessing Chris, he had allowed himself to tap into the man’s psyche and become an almost exclusively heterosexual man. While Tom would have loved nothing more than to be his homosexual self and thus use such a gorgeous body to attract the attention of equally attractive men, he didn’t want to completely shake up the man’s life just in case he decided that he wouldn’t want to become Chris permanently one day.

So given his own kindness, Tom was forced to not only adopt the man’s own heterosexuality but also his specific taste in brunette women as well. As he arrived at the building and walked up to the bar to place his drink order, the man wasted no time then scanning for suitable partners for the night. By the time he had finally received his drink, his mind was already made up and thus wasted no time downing the shot and making his way over to a girl sitting by herself. Throughout the journey, he took the opportunity to alter his stance to try and look as impressive as possible to the girl (mainly through puffing out his chest so his skin-tight clothes looked even tighter on his body).

Upon arriving at the girl’s table, Tom used his countless knowledge about Chris and his content that discussed talking with and seducing women. As such, the man was practically on autopilot as he said all of the right things until he was given access to sit at the booth with her. Upon sliding into the seat, the man took the opportunity to display his gorgeous physique by spreading his legs out into the aisle and tensing up his arms. To his amusement, the woman was easily transfixed by his thick and defined quads and thus couldn’t help but stare at the small and tight black shorts he was wearing. While he was amused by the woman’s clear desire to know what was contained beneath the piece of fabric, Tom was a glutton for admiration and thus caused the woman to spend equal time admiring his tattooed arms by tensing his arms and even flexing for the woman in between the several rounds of shots that he had ordered for the both of them.

After these additional rounds of drinks, it was safe to say that both members of the incredibly photogenic duo were quite inebriated and extremely horny. Before they even made it to the Uber awaiting them outside that Tom had ordered a few rounds prior (he already could tell that she was more than willing to go home with him), the woman had fully jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around Chris’ impressive physique. Knowing that the woman was essentially putty in his hands, he wasted no time moving his hands to her backside to cup her perky ass while continuing to passionately make out with her tongue and all.

Upon being accosted by a few bartenders to get out before they started fucking on the tables of the bar, the couple hurled some slurred insults back at the workers before finally exiting the bar and entering their Uber. Throughout the entire journey back towards his apartment, Tom kept a cocky smirk on his face while maintaining contact with the mousey twig of a driver as he continued to peer into the rear view mirror to look at the backseat. While most times Tom would have been quick to tell the man to keep his eyes on the road, he couldn’t blame the man for wanting to glimpse it all. After all, he was an absolute stud with an equally gorgeous woman still wrapped around him. In his drunken state, it would have pissed him off more if the man hadn’t been watching him.

Before either Chris or the woman were aware of what was going on, the driver was already parked outside of the apartment complex and telling them to get out. While both of them could have been pissed by the man’s bluntness, they weren’t going to complain about it too much since it just allowed them to get to the main event sooner. By the time Chris had unlocked the door and entered his residence, the two of them were back at it making out and peeling off each other’s clothes. While she was quick in removing the man’s shirt, Tom was feeling especially cocky and thus eager to put on a show for his female companion. So, with his thicker hands, the man purposely fumbled with the woman’s button-up top for a few minutes before deciding on a much hotter alternative. Licking his lips while staring down at the shorter woman, the man suddenly grit his teeth as both hands wrapped around the top of the shirt and tugged. Immediately, the fabric split down the middle, creating casualties in the form of small buttons that popped off of the garment and tumbled down onto the man’s tiled floor.

To the man’s amusement, the woman attempted to stifle a moan at the erotic display of strength. These moans only began to grow more intense as Tom took the opportunity to unclasp the woman’s bra and free her sizable breasts. Smirking at her exposed and perky melon-sized breasts, Tom took a moment to give her a reward by getting onto his knees and running his luscious lips down her chest and across her nipples. As the woman groaned and moaned above him from such undeniable pleasure, Tom showed no plans of stopping as he progressed down the woman’s taut torso and found himself staring face first at her lace-covered crotch. Despite not actually being into women prior to becoming Chris, Tom’s tapping into Chris’ personality had caused him to start second-guessing his identity as a gay man. So with an animalistic desire filling his mind, the man couldn’t resist moving his lips up to the waistband of the panties and lightly biting down on them before pulling them down. Keeping his eyes staring upwards at the gorgeous brunette, he couldn’t help but chuckle through the fabric in-between his teeth due to just how horny she looked. It was erotic as hell to visually see how much pleasure he had given her before he had even fucked her senseless!

But upon letting go of the panties and allowing them to tumble onto the floor, the woman was quick to step out of them and prepare for the next round of foreplay. With such an inflated cockiness within him now, Tom was eager to have his ego stroked by the woman. So as he got back up onto his feet, the woman was totally content with having him take control and force her down onto her knees. “That was fun, but now it’s your turn to put in some work. How about you start admiring these muscles to show just how much you want me…” he slyly teased, relieved as the woman was quick to jump into action.

Tilting his head back, deep moans began to escape from Chris’ mouth as the woman eagerly did as she was told. This hadn’t been the first time that Tom had his female companions worship his gorgeously buff body, but this woman was by far and away the best at it. Her lips and tongue were a killer combination as they ran along the curved musculature of his biceps and even ventured deep into his sweaty armpits. Continuing downwards, the woman peppered kisses from her bright red lips as she went from the man’s pumped up pecs to his cobblestone abs. At her lower elevation, it wasn’t much of a shock that her mouth took advantage of the opportunity and began toying with Chris’ thick manhood. “Aw fuck,” Tom groaned, turned on by just how well the woman was pleasuring him while using her well-manicured nails to grasp onto his firm yet perky ass cheeks for support.

Given the fact that he felt himself rushing towards orgasm, he was quick to pull the woman away from his cock and instead lead her directly onto the bed. As such, the two individuals didn’t even bother to grab a condom before he plunged his thick rod into the woman’s tight pussy. As the two of them grunted and groaned in near-unison, it only took a few minutes before the main event had finally ended and Tom had shot a thick load deep within the woman.

After such a physically intensive day even before their rendezvous, it wasn’t much of a surprise then that the two of them were quickly growing tired from the exhaustion. Still eager to be a gentleman, he allowed the woman to stay the night as they both fell back into the bed and almost instantly fell asleep. While the woman’s final thoughts before passing out considered the potential of a future relationship with Chris, the man next to her wasn’t thinking the same things. Instead, he was thinking about an even better relationship on the horizon, the one that would begin tomorrow when he possessed a brand new man and took over his life…

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Learning A Valuable Lesson II

As the loud tones of an alarm clock filled the small bedroom of Richard Grosse, high school jock Jason found himself violently pulled from his dreams. Despite the noisy hindrance and the slight pain from the sharp trilling noise that was a far cry from Jason’s usual alarm tone of his favorite song, the man still woke up with a wide smile on his face.

The reason behind this was due to the jock’s dream providing an ideal situation where his plan for revenge against his terrible and jealous math teacher was executed flawlessly. Not only was Jason able to successfully swap back into his normal jock body after spending the weekend as a 53-year-old portly teacher, but he was also able to drop an anonymous tip to the school’s gossip page about Mr. Grosse’s kinky pastimes as a submissive, leather-wearing homo. Although in his dream the gossip page was originally uninterested in the story, Jason’s added attachments showcasing the man nearly nude and posing in submissive positions was enough to convince the page to run the story by dropping it on Monday morning just as him and his classmates began to make their way into the school for their final week of semester exams. While countless students were making fun of the pathetic teacher, it was Jason who had the last laugh during his gym class as he stopped running outside and watched as the teacher was dragged out of the school and forced to leave the premises immediately.

Upon recollecting his dream, the jock-turned-teacher began to push himself into a seated position, letting out a light groan from the amount of energy he had to expend given his temporarily obese physique. As he rubbed the sleep away from his eyes and looked down at his body, the fitness-obsessed man couldn’t help but cringe at the large and gray hair-coated gut that was now resting on his thighs and thus fully concealing his borrowed crown jewels. 

As he sat up and held his head due to the intense migraine he had from his hangover, Jason exited his teacher’s bedroom to make his way towards the kitchen. After his quick search through his teacher’s house the previous night, the teenager had only really explored the man’s office and bathroom before heading out to enjoy the evening out on the town. Upon making his way out of the hallway and entering the living room and adjoined kitchen, the man quickly grew enraged. Although he had assumed that his teacher’s home wouldn’t be in the greatest shape due to his slovenly appearance in terms of both his obese body and constantly wrinkled clothing at school, he didn’t expect his teacher to be this much of a slob! 

In the living room, there was practically no space to sit beyond the single recliner that was well-used based on the person-shaped indent in it. There was another recliner and couch in the area along with some end tables, but all of those were unavailable for use due to the stacks of pizza boxes, cardboard boxes, and empty beer bottles resting on top of them. As he waddled his way into the kitchen, Jason realized that this room didn’t fare much better. There was absolutely no area to cook or place anything due to the dirty dishes strewn about along with the stacks of food containers from deliveries. Even the man’s cupboards and fridge were quite disgusting as old, expired food took up the majority of space. The only thing that seemed to be in-date still was the case of beer that was framed like a glorious prize due to the yellow glow of the refrigerator light that shone around it. 

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As his mind began to focus more on the six-pack of beer in the fridge, Jason’s mind suddenly traveled back to the events of the previous evening once he had gotten into his teacher’s beat-up truck and drove to the bar closest to Mr. Grosse’s house. Given how lonely and reserved Mr. Grosse seemed to be whenever he wasn’t teaching, Jason had expected to come into the bar and be completely unrecognized by the patrons. But once he arrived, it quickly became clear that the man was rather well-known.

Out of nowhere, countless people began to crowd around the bewildered jock as they enthusiastically talked with who they believed to be a 53-year-old teacher. Despite his initial confusion, Jason was all too willing to go along with it and be the life of the party like he often was during the high school parties that he attended. Although the demographics of who he was currently interacting with was a good 30 to 40 years older than his usual drinking buddies, the jock was able to quickly acclimate and fill the burly teacher’s much wider shoes for the evening. 

Although he had no idea what most of the people were talking about as they cracked what seemed to be inside jokes that the real Richard was privy to or continued to tell Jason about stories that they had seemingly been unable to finish the last time they all had met up, the jock was able to successfully fake it till he made it. Given the fact that his seventeen year old soul had no idea about the struggles of middle-aged individuals like the stories that were being shared though, Jason was quite relieved when the conversation began to shift towards more interesting and universal topics like sports. As soon as some of the men started to discuss the most recent football game, the jock instantly perked up and grew much more prominent in the discussions as he shared his own personal thoughts on how certain teams and players performed.

However, this sudden outburst of football knowledge was viewed as something quite bizarre to the countless people who were apparently long-time friends with Richard Grosse as they joked about how they had no idea that the burly teacher was so interested in athletics. Upon nodding his head and confirming this fact though, Jason suddenly gasped and grew furious as one of Richard’s friends (who was just as burly but instead of flab was quite muscular) suddenly reached out and prodded a few fingers into Jason’s inherited globe-like gut. 

As the friend joked and said that it was hard to believe that such a “chubster” could be interested in sports, Jason mentally found himself having to hold back from violently leaping at the man and destroying him for such a demeaning physical attack. Even though Jason knew that the gut wasn’t his, the crazy situation of a body swap left the jock feeling rather self-conscious as he was now the one operating this larger body. Despite his rage-filled feelings though, the man eventually opted to simply brush off the comment as best he could as he realized that he no longer had the beefy muscles that could easily go toe-to-toe with the equally buff yet older man. Even though the man was already quite embarrassed about being in such a flabby and weak body, it would be even worse to be in that body after getting his ass kicked!

While the night continued and Richard’s friends began to order drinks for Jason though, another issue with taking over another man’s life emerged. From all of the countless parties that he had attended throughout the years with all of his jock buddies, Jason had become an avid hard seltzer drinker. Unfortunately for the jock, Richard was a hardcore beer drinker and thus Jason found himself being handed beers countless times throughout the night. After taking a sip and gagging at the taste, the jock found himself secretly disposing of the beer bottle and trying to secretly order a Truly from the bartender. 

This plan ultimately didn’t pan out though as Richard’s friends kept popping out and surprising the man with another beer bottle while telling him to start loosening up and have fun. With time continuing to fly by as he found himself being constantly supplied with a fresh beer, Jason ultimately gave up on his quest for a Truly and opted to just try and make the best with what he got. Despite still not being a big fan of the taste in comparison to the fruity seltzers he was used to drinking, the jock couldn’t deny that the alcohol was starting to taste better with each beer that he finished. 

To his surprise though, the third beer that he had finished hadn’t left Jason with anything larger than a slight buzz. Being such a heftier man now meant that Richard’s body had a much higher tolerance than Jason’s toned and muscular physique, which meant that Jason had to continue pushing past the still-uninviting taste in hopes of getting drunk. Once the sixth beer had finally been finished, the man was relieved to realize that he was finally feeling quite tipsy.

Now feeling quite inebriated, Jason found himself easily susceptible to the influence of Richard’s closest friends. As the men encouraged him to head out to the dancefloor and see if he could find someone to take home with him, the brand new math teacher couldn’t help but agree and follow their instructions. Although he was absolutely not a fan of being an overweight middle-aged man, Jason was intrigued to see if Mr Grosse’s body could help him nab the woman of his dreams. Despite the jock’s constant insistence to his friends that he thirsted for the young blonde cheerleaders that cheered him on at his football games, the reality was that he wasn’t interested in them but rather the cheerleaders’ mothers. The jock had quite the kink for MILFs, no doubt caused by his late night searches through the trending section of PornHub in his youth. 

Hearing the hard hitting pop music filling the dancefloor, Jason eventually started to really let loose and start dancing. Even though he usually hated this kind of music and much preferred hip-hop, he couldn’t deny that the fast-paced vocals and glitchy production was really helping him let go of any inhibitions. Hell, he was having so much fun that he even stopped being self-conscious about feeling his body jiggle and shake with each jump and bounce he took while he grooved!

Unfortunately for Jason and his eagerness to get wasted as soon as possible, the jock refused to take note of his surroundings. If he had, he would have realized earlier that he was in a gay bar and thus not been shocked when he had entered the crowded dance floor filled with men and suddenly found himself getting felt up as he danced. Although the slight rubbing of hands along his body was originally just assumed to be a natural result of people enthusiastically dancing and not paying attention, Jason ultimately began to realize that the contact was deliberate as he felt hands starting to grip and squeeze certain areas like his gut and ass.

Just as he began to panic and freak out about being fondled by so many men, relief suddenly came in the form of a mystery man who grabbed onto Jason and pulled him away from the crowd. As the newly stout man looked up at the eyes of his savior, Jason’s eyes bulged out as he took in the visage of the handsome older man. Although he himself wasn’t gay, he could certainly tell that the man was attractive given the thick beard that framed his face along with the model-like features he had. Unfortunately, Jason’s simple observations led to a full-body response as a tightening in his crotch began to emerge…

As the man led Jason over to a less-crowded table and began to make small talk, the jock was growing increasingly uncomfortable at just how turned on his temporary body was by this older man. Although he was enjoying having a simple conversation with the man despite his body’s attraction to the man, this fun didn’t last for long as the man opted to make a move by asking if he’d like to get out of here and go somewhere more “private”.

Upon realizing that the man had simply saved him from the crowd in order to flirt, Jason grew enraged to the point where his rage finally bubbled over. Just as the loud pop song came to an end, Jason screamed about how he wasn’t a queer and had no interest in spending time with a “total creep”.

After yelling aloud and causing quite a scene in the momentarily quiet bar, the rage-filled Jason began to quietly curse under his breath as he stormed away from the table. As he lumbered out of the bar to begin heading home, the jock was pissed to see that his boner was still rock-hard though and pressing against the khaki pants that he was wearing. Throughout the short walk out of the establishment and towards his parking spot though, his attention was ultimately caught by the constant swaying and stumbling that he was doing in his bigger body. Seeing this caused him to immediately cancel his intended plan of driving home. Although he was quite the knucklehead jock, he wasn’t a totally thoughtless man and thus didn’t want to potentially harm himself or others with his sloppy driving. 

Unfortunately, Richard Grosse wasn’t a big fan of tech given the older model iPhone he was using and the very few apps downloaded, which meant that Jason couldn’t quickly order a ride via a ride-share app. As Jason clicked to begin having Lyft downloaded onto his phone, the jock also quickly realized that his teacher had a cheap data plan too as the progress of the download moved at a snail’s pace despite the perfect reception. After waiting a few minutes and seeing that the download had only progressed a few percent, the man huffed before realizing he needed to find a place that had WiFi.

Luckily, a quick trip into the Maps app was able to reveal a nearby bar that was only a few minutes away from his current location. Despite not wanting to do any physical exertion given how tired he was from his night out, the man willed up the motivation to stumble his way down the several blocks until he reached his destination. As he made his way in to take a seat at the bar to catch his breath, Jason was relieved to see that not only was the bar meant for straights given the loads of men and women flirting at tables, but it also had WiFi!

While he was originally eager to get home and sleep off what would eventually be a killer hangover, Jason’s attention was soon stolen by a blonde older woman who seemed to be sitting there alone at the end of the bar tabletop. Although he could recognize that she was a gorgeous lady and exactly his type, he was angered to see that Richard’s body was unable to form a physical reaction via a boner. Despite this sign, Jason was headstrong in his goal and thus became extremely determined to defy his new body’s desires and force it to accept his own heterosexuality. So as he sat on a barstool and observed that the woman was similarly aged to the middle-aged body that Jason was currently occupying, the jock couldn’t help but wonder if he could successfully seduce the woman and achieve his ideal MILF fantasy via Richard’s body. 

After gathering the courage to get up from his seat and take one that was right next to the woman, Jason finally pushed aside his slight anxieties and began speaking. For the next few minutes that they chatted, the duo seemed to strike up a nice conversation, so much so that Jason decided to stay even as his phone notified him that Lyft had finally finished downloading.

Luckily, a ride for the night was quickly sorted when the woman, whose name was Melinda and revealed herself to be a recent divorcée, asked if Jason would like to take her home for the night. Given the fact that the woman had only consumed a single glass of wine, she was more than able to safely drive the duo back to Richard’s house. As soon as they crossed the threshold of the front door, Jason immediately began to use his meaty hands to tear off the woman’s clothes along with his own. Although the haste in which Jason moved was due to his own inner desire to affirm his straight persona, the man also couldn’t deny that it was to keep the woman distracted from seeing the messy house that his teacher lived in.

Once they made their way into Richard’s bedroom and fell into his large bed, the duo began to roll around while passionately making out. Unfortunately, the man’s dick refused to get hard and thus the makeout session was quickly interrupted by Melinda reaching down and allowing her soft and supple fingers to graze across his flaccid manhood. Although this was quite embarrassing on its own, Jason began to feel even more shame and embarrassment when the woman grabbed her purse and pulled out a Viagra to offer him. Angered by both Richard’s body betraying him along with his anger at the woman assuming he was impotent, the man growled at the woman and told her that he didn’t need a “stupid” pill to get hard. After a few more minutes of trying to get the man sexually excited and failing though, the woman’s ego became slightly bruised and she suddenly announced her desire to leave and go home.

As the woman grabbed her items and haphazardly got dressed before making her exit, Jason was also going through an extreme hit to his ego as he was unable to make his fantasies a reality. Of course the one teacher he decides to swap bodies with turns out to be gay! Hearing the clack of the woman’s heels grow increasingly more distant until he heard the loud slam of Richard’s front door, Jason fell back into the bed and closed his eyes. With the corners of his eyes beginning to well up with tears, the jock turned to the side and decided to just go to bed in hopes of sleeping off the devastating ego bruise along with his inebriated state…

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With his memories of the previous night now recollected, Jason began to grow enraged over how disappointing his night had been. Although he knew he wasn’t going to be some lady killer with Mr. Grosse’s flabby body, he had at least thought it would be fun to go out to a bar and not have to worry about being carded. Unfortunately, all of that was ruined due to his disgusting experience in a gay bar and the strike-out he had gone through at the other bar with the MILF of his dreams.

As a slight rumble in his stomach rang out and filled the quiet home to alert the man of his hunger, Jason’s hands instinctively moved up to rub his prominent gut. Given the fact that he had one more day to have some fun with Mr. Grosse’s body before he went to that weird website and swapped them back, the devious jock found himself eager to further punish the teacher beyond his primary plan of revenge. Upon returning into his teacher’s bedroom and grabbing the older-model cell phone and wallet from the nightstand, there was a glimmer in the man’s borrowed eyes as he realized he could truly have the ultimate cheat day.

Given the fact that he constantly had to count his calories and diet to maintain his killer physique, Jason had never dared to check out the several fast food chains or restaurants that he had heard so much about. Now in Richard’s body though, the jock realized that he could finally try these places out with no real consequences given the fact that his teacher was already so big. At that point, why would he throw a fit about adding on a few more points, Jason thought to himself.

So upon downloading the DoorDash app onto his iPhone 7 and grabbing Richard’s credit card, the man spent most of the day lounging in the only available recliner watching TV and eating. Although he figured that one meal from a restaurant would be enough to fulfill him like usual, Richard’s body seemingly had an intense appetite that took quite a bit to completely satisfy.

By the time it had reached dinner time, Jason had learned to order bigger meals in one swoop as he had gone through five deliveries. Given the fact that the jock had left his teacher’s truck at the gay bar the previous night, deliveries were the only option and thus added on tons of charges until the man had spent over $150 in a single day. Once his dinner delivery arrived though, the man hobbled into the kitchen to crack open one of the beers in his fridge. Although Jason still had a preference for the hard seltzers he was used to, this body had an intense craving for the alcohol that caused him to eventually put aside his disinterest and begin drinking once more. Upon deciding to just grab the entire six pack, the jock waddled back to the recliner before kicking his feet up to watch Sunday Night Football for the rest of the night.

As the clock passed 11 PM though, that suddenly familiar pang of hunger re-emerged and caused his gut to growl in revolt. Although he was eager to get his revenge plan underway by leaking the photos and initiating the swap back as soon as possible, the intense hunger he now felt took precedence so he opted to call a local pizzeria and get a large pizza delivered. 

While he waited in the living room for the arrival of the pizza, the man went through every detail of his plan once more to make sure everything was perfectly planned out. After going through the teacher’s camera roll once more and favoriting the most humiliating photos so he could easily pick them out and send them to the gossip account of his school, the man hobbled his way into Richard’s office and to his old desktop computer to pull up the website that had caused Jason and his teacher to swap bodies. Once the website was pulled up and every part of his plan was gone over in his head, the sudden ding of his doorbell rang out and informed him that his late night snack had arrived.

After tipping the delivery driver with some loose dollar bills that he found in Mr. Grosse’s weathered leather wallet, Jason was quick to slam the door and fall back into Richard’s well-used recliner to consume his meal. In between slices of the greasy food, the man couldn’t help but grow curious about what his teacher was up to while in Jason’s jock body. 

Although he highly doubted that the man would be actively posting to social media given how tech-unsavvy he was based on the terrible phone and apps Jason had been using over the past day, the man couldn’t help but grow curious and download Instagram. Given the fact that he would have needed to download Instagram to go about leaking his teacher’s scandalous photos via a private DM to the gossip account for his high school anyway, the man figured that he might as well use the opportunity to snoop on his teacher to see what he was up to.  

Upon making a blank-photo account using one of the emails Jason found on Richard’s mail app, the jock quickly typed up his username and clicked on it. To his surprise, he found that a brand new post had been added since he swapped bodies with his teacher! Clicking on the post allowed Jason to see that Mr. Grosse was clearly getting comfortable with his new body. Not only was the man wearing a tight tank top that allowed Jason’s thick pecs and abs to show up through the fabric, but the man also had a cocky expression on his face as he flexed his arms for the camera while leaning against Jason’s car. Somehow, the total loser that was Richard Grosse was doing a decent job pretending to be a popular high-school aged jock!

Although he was rather quite impressed to see how easily his teacher was to acclimate to his new body and life, Jason was also quite angered by this fact. His life was hard as hell with the responsibilities of school and his sports, so it was quite annoying to see his old and unathletic teacher somehow excelling at pretending to be him.

With this rage still coursing through his bloodstream as he finished the entirety of the pizza, the man quickly tossed the pizza box in the same general area of the other discarded takeout containers before sitting up in the recliner and rising to his feet. As he turned out the lights and began to navigate through the dark towards Richard’s bedroom, Jason left his account and moved to the gossip account as he began to furiously type out the tip about Richard Grosse. By the time he made it down the hallway, he had composed and sent the exposé DM filled with text screenshots and suggestive photos. Luckily, someone was active on the account as they were quite interested in the juicy news and told Jason that it would be released the next morning just as everyone started to get ready for school.

Now with his revenge complete and scheduled to destroy Mr. Grosse’s life the next morning, Jason was eager to get back to his own body so his teacher could experience every morsel of the shame and humiliation that he would surely receive. Before entering his temporary bedroom, the man turned to enter the office next door and waddled over to the computer that had the soul-controllers website pulled up. Upon going through the same process that he had when he first made his wish to swap bodies with his teacher,  the man leaned down towards the screen as he clicked on the chat window and began to list his desire to swap back to his original body. Once the site comprehended his request and proposed a body swap spell similar to the way it was offered during his first time using the site, Jason clicked on the spell and filled out the form asking for the names of the two individuals swapping. 

As he finished this and clicked on the submit button though, Jason was getting nervous as the loading wheel of a cauldron being stirred kept going and going. After waiting a few minutes and seeing that the cauldron animation was still going, the impatient jock growled under his breath and decided to go to bed. Despite the lingering fear that the page would still be loading when he woke up, his hopes that the website would work and thus allow him to end up back in his original body were stronger. So after exiting the office, the man quickly entered the bedroom and got into bed.

Unfortunately for Jason, his optimism was far too strong as when he awoke the next morning, he would wake up to quite a terrifying surprise… 

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