Blue Goo

“That stuff is cold, man,” said Omar, tensing up his muscles as Jaime spread the blue goo all over his body, “Feels funny.”

“Well we’re just doing your torso today,” said Jaime, skillfully applying the goo over the curves of Omar’s chest, “Maybe your hands and arms if you’ll let me. Legs tomorrow. And we’ll do your face last. That’s usually the toughest part.”

“Well, man,” said Omar, “It’s like I said. You can do it all, as long as I get paid for it all.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” said Jaime, “I already got your first paycheck signed and ready to give to you after we’re done here today. Getting to cast a body like yours – I’m not gonna mess around. You’ll get your money. It’s well worth it to me.”

“Yeah,” said Omar, nervously trying to make conversation, “So, um, how long – I mean after you’re done ‘casting’ – how long does it take to actually make the suit?”

“Couple of weeks,” Jaime said, gently turning Omar around and spreading the goo across his smooth back, “Depends. With you, I’m gonna take my time. Get all the details right. This cast is gonna make one hell of a suit. I can just tell.”

“Oh,” said Omar, blushing at the compliment, “So do you, uh, try them on before you sell them?”

“Each and every one of ‘em!” chuckled Jaime, “Just to ensure proper fit, of course. Then they’re shipped right out to the highest bidder.”

The thought of someone else walking around in a replica of his body, looking exactly like him, made Omar slightly uneasy. But if if it was like they said, and the right bidder bought the suit – he would be set for life. Or he could choose to rent out the suit, bringing in a huge paycheck every time somebody checked his body out for a fantasy weekend, or whatever they wanted.

“You doin’ OK, buddy?” Jaime asked, smoothing out the goo into an even layer, “Think we’re just about done here. Just gotta let it dry now. Then we’re gonna get this stuff off of you and start makin’ a suit!”

Check These Out

“Check these out,” I said, pulling open the front of my shirt and revealing a pair of solid, square pecs underneath, “Pretty awesome, huh?”

“Wow, Dude,” said my roommate, Chris, “Can I touch ‘em?”

“Yeah, man,” I said, letting him take a feel, “Go right ahead. They ain’t mine!”

“Well they are for the time being,” I joked with him, “Damn, where did you find him?”

“Well you know that girl Mandy?” I asked, “This guy is her boyfriend. Met him at a party last night.”

“Oh,” I frowned, “So you’ve been in him since last night then?”

“Yeah,” I said, “But I still got like 3 hours left before I gotta get out. That’s plenty of time for us to have a little bit of fun with him.”

“Let’s not waste any time then!” Chris said, “And you can start by getting the rest of those clothes off and showing me what you got!”

Bodybuilder Suit

Twisting and turning in front of the mirror, I watched as each of my massive muscles flexed flawlessly under my control. I tried several different poses, all the while eyeing the bodybuilding trophies lined up along the counter. With this body, I was sure to be collecting a few more of those.

Satisfied with my newest look, I pinched the skin of the suit to make sure it was snugly in place. As I pulled it away from my abs, it stretched just a bit, but then snapped firmly back into place. I gave my pecs a pump, and smirked in the mirror.

“Perfect,” I said, my voice heavy with some sort of Eastern European accent, “Just the body I was looking for…”

You Brought Justin

“Amy!” squealed Lisa, “You made it! And you… brought Justin…”

“Yep!” said Amy, tightly holding on to her boyfriend, “We’re both here!”

“Oh!” Lisa smiled politely, “I mean – yeah, of course! I just didn’t know if you both were still coming, or… Well, you know because of – well never mind! “

“We decided to stay together,” Amy said, cutting to the point, “We’ve done a lot of talking, and decided that we really want to work things out. Isn’t that right, babe?”

“Oh –” Justin said with an awkward smile, “Yeah, everything’s cool now.”

“Well I’m so happy for you two,” said Lisa, “And I’m glad you’re here – go on and grab some drinks, and there’s some food in the kitchen, too. Help yourselves!”

“OK,” said Amy into Justin’s ear, “This is going better than I thought it would. Do you think you can keep it up all night?”

“It’s up right now!” Justin joked, and Amy playfully slapped him on the shoulder, “What! I’m not used to having a dick, it’s like this thing has a mind of its own!”

“Well you might not be used to having a dick,” said Amy, “But Justin is, so you’ve just gotta do your best to keep acting like him and keep that thing under control! By the way – I love you for doing this, Katie. I could not have shown up to this party alone. Granted, it’s still awkward for me showing up with Justin – or you inside of Justin’s body – but who else could I trust to pull this off?”

“Well that’s what best friends are for,” said Katie, before slipping back into ‘Justin’ mode, “Now let’s go enjoy the party, babe.”

Ask No Questions

“God damn it, Combs!” said Coach Jennings, “Where in the hell have you been – and what the hell are you doing out of uniform?”

“Sorry, Coach,” said the college quarterback, Aaron Combs, as he brushed his tousled wavy hair away from his classically handsome face, inadvertently flexing one of his massive biceps in the process, “Lost track of time.”

“Lost track of time!” Coach Jennings said, furious, “Jesus, Aaron! We have practice at the same time every god damn day! What the hell’s going on with you, boy?!”

“Look, Coach,” Aaron said, “No offense or nothin’ but I don’t think I’m gonna be playing football no more. It’s not really my thing. And I’ve got much better uses planned for this body.”

“Not your thing…?” Coach Jennings said, “Not your thing? Aaron…”

“Listen, Coach,” Aaron said, suddenly becoming very uncharacteristically angry. He stood towering over his coach, “I’m not who I look like I am, and if you know what’s good for you, you won’t ask no questions. Got it.”

The coach saw a strange glint in Aaron’s eyes… something almost inhuman, although he couldn’t explain it. But the longer he stared into that cold gaze, the foggier things seemed to get.

“You will ask no questions…” a voice seemed to whisper in his head, “You will raise no suspicions that Aaron Combs is not anybody other than he says he is, no matter how strange his behavior may seem… You will ask no questions…”

“I will ask no questions…” the coach mumbled in a monotone.

“Good human,” said Aaron, his voice taking on a strange alien pitch for a split second before bumping the coach out of his way with his massive chest.

Coach Jennings stood dazed in the field as he watched his former student turn his back on him.

“I will ask no questions…” he repeated to himself, “I will ask no questions…”

The Millionaire’s Bathroom

“Life is about to get a whole lot easier,” I said, my voice coming out in a smooth, effortless English. Not a even a hint of the labored Mexican accent that I had struggled with since coming to the US.

I intently studied my reflection, still coming to grips with the fact that the handsome, well-groomed face in the mirror was really mine now. And this bathroom – the one I had scrubbed countless times on my hands and knees – I now owned it. I now owned this entire house – all of its five bedrooms and four bathrooms, all of its manicured lawns. And the pool in the back. And all of it kept meticulously clean by the housekeepers and groundskeepers that I now employed.

They all came to the US the same as I did, all hoping to find good work – or at least better than what they could find in their home countries. And they all ended up working for Jeffery Allan Goldberg. I was going to help them all out now. I just had to get here, inside of his body, and I did it. And just like I promised, now my friends are going to get new bodies too. Some of them have already chosen who they want to be – other young, successful people in Jeffery’s circle who they’ve seen at the house. A few of them don’t want new bodies at all, they just want a chunk of Jeffery’s millions of dollars, and help becoming citizens. And in my new position, I’m more than happy to assist.

I smiled in the mirror, and a row of shiny white teeth was reflected back at me.

“Yes, Rodrigo,” I said, “You are now Jeffery Allan Goldberg, and life is about to get a whole lot easier.”

You’ll Do!

“Mmm,” I thought to myself, focusing upwards at this hot stud’s glistening body, “You’ll do!”

Almost completely invisible to him, I snaked up his smooth, muscular legs. He brushed his thigh as I slid up it. I saw him look down to see what was there as I squeezed myself as thin as possible and quickly slid into his tight blue trunks. Lost for a moment in his closely-trimmed pubes, I found my target. His limp dick was pressed closely against his body, but I was able to slide around to the front, inviting myself in through his piss slit.

With one firm push, I was inside of him, and I felt his dick respond immediately, springing to action – which must have come as quite a surprise to him. I felt his hand grasp around the thickening pole in his trunks with a sharp gasp, but I was already starting to take control. I knew that we were in public, so this was going to have to be as smooth as possible. I felt myself spreading out all over his body, each of his warm limbs coming under my control one by one. I tried to keep him as still as possible, but a little bit of flinching and twitching was unavoidable.

Finally, I felt myself curling up inside of his skull, all of his thought processes and memories becoming mine. I was completely inside. A smooth takeover. I grinned.

“Anthony?” I heard a girl’s voice calling from behind me. Emily, I remembered, “What are you doing over here? Come back to the cabana, baby. I just ordered us some more drinks!”

“Hey, babe,” I said, wrapping my toned arms around the gorgeous girl and giving her a kiss on the forehead, “Sorry, I thought I saw something over here I wanted to check out.”

“Well, come on!” she said, pulling me by the hand, “It’s gonna rain later, I wanna get in as much time in the sun this morning as we can. And then we can spend the afternoon in our hotel room… in bed… just the two of us…”

“Oh?” I said, raising an eyebrow. God, having this guy’s charm was gonna be fun! “If that’s what you have planned for the afternoon, I hope it starts to rain soon!”

The girl giggled and started heading back towards the cabana.

“Come on!” she said.

“I’ll be over there in a sec, babe,” I called out to her, “I just need a few more seconds.”

As I watched her, I let myself seep just a bit deeper into Anthony. I looked down at the sexy body I was in control of and gave it a flex.

“That bitch’ll be lucky if I decide to stick with her for the rest of their little vacation,” I said to myself, “This is a damn hot body, and I’m sure as hell not gonna waste it on just one chick!”

Feels So Good

“How ya feelin’ there, Danny,” I asked as the young jock collapsed to the floor in a fit of laughter.

“Dude!” he slurred, “I feel fuckin’ crazy, man! Holy shit, dude. Oh god, I feel like – amazing!”

“Yeah,” I said calmly, “That’s how they usually feel right before it starts to happen.”

“What are you talking about?” said Danny, openly rubbing his hands all over his naked chest. I knew that his body probably felt like it was tingling all over, “Right before what starts to happen?”

“Just wait,” I said, as I began to take off my clothes piece by piece. He paid me little attention as I stood there in just my underwear.

As he lay there on the floor, completely intoxicated by the drug, I knew that his world was spinning. It wouldn’t be too much longer now. Suddenly, he tried to sit up, propping himself up on his arms. To his amazement, he was unable to support himself, and fell flat back on the floor.

“Whoa dude!” he laughed, “I like, can’t get up! What is this stuff, man? Feels… so…  good!”

Again, he tried to sit himself up, and again his arms buckled underneath him. But this time, I saw them give a little bit. A little bit of an unnatural bend. I knew it was starting.

“Hey, Danny,” I said, standing over him, “You know what feels really good when you’re like this?”

“What, dude?” he said dumbly.

“Getting tickled!” I said with a grin.

“What!” he said, “Dude, I ain’t gay like that.”

“Not yet, you’re not,” I said, knowing that he would be unable to make sense of it.

I delved into him, tickling him all up and down his torso – but what I was really doing was pressing out the air. As he writhed around on the floor, I could feel him getting emptier and emptier. The more I pressed in on his sides, the less he was able to struggle. I was finally able to pin him down completely and really start to work.

The best way to empty him out completely was to start rolling from the bottom. I rolled up his feet, and then his legs, and up to his torso, pressing out the air. He was still chuckling the whole while, although more and more faintly as I worked my way up. Oh, the things he must have been feeling! I folded in his arms as I continued rolling him up, and when I finally got to his face, I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his smiling lips.

“Glad you had fun with that,” I said to him, watching as the last bit of consciousness slipped from his eyes, “Some guys don’t enjoy it quite that much.”

I continued rolling, folding his head under last of all as he became completely empty. I held him there, all rolled up, for a few moments just to make sure everything was out, and then I stood up, unfurling him in front of me with a good shake.

“God,” I said, “Danny, you are such a damn cutie. I cannot wait to get inside your skin!”

Hardly wasting a moment, I tossed off my underwear and dipped my naked legs into Danny’s wide-open mouth, pulling him up and over me like a wetsuit. He slid right on, and when I pulled his face over mine, I became him all the way.

“Oh, fuck yeah dude!” I said with his voice, “I knew you would be a good fit!”

I looked down at my new body, flexing the smooth, tight muscles. Yeah, the kid was no bodybuilder, but he was in good shape. And he was cute as hell. The things I was going to get away with just by flashing that adorable smile of his…

Feeling myself completely settle into the Danny suit, I began to get dressed in his clothes. As I got dressed, I sorted through his memories for a bit. It looked like he had a pretty free night that night – except for a quick paper he had to write for English class the next day. I’d be able to whip something out in no time.

“Perfect,” I grinned, “And then for the rest of the night, I’m gonna spend some time getting acquainted with this cute new body of mine!”