I was having lunch with my friend Julian, he’d invited me to his apartment and had cooked us both a light lunch.
He told me to have a break from work and go on holiday, I told him I was behind on my schedule and had a shit load of work to do. He laughed at me, as he rubbed his stubble with a twinkle in his eye. “Let’s say if I could fill in for you, would you go then?”
“I guess so, but there’s no way you can fill in for me they’re very security conscious in the office they won’t let anyone in you know,” I sighed.
He just smiled sympathetically and bit his lip. “How long have we known each other?” He asked.
“About six years I guess,” I answered.
He grinned and rested his hands on my shoulders, he was a lot bigger than me. “Trust me,” he said. With a deep breath he locked his lips on mine, and my eyes popped! I knew he was gay but he’d never come onto me like this before. I started to struggle, but he held on me tightly; I gradually calmed down and started to share each others breath through our sealed lips. His lungs must have been huge as every time he exhaled filling my lungs it felt like they where going to burst.
I started to get light headed as the oxygen became thinner, and I passed into darkness. I’m not sure how long I was out, but when I woke I felt a weight on my chest; I looked down and gasped—it was my own body!
Gently I rolled him off and was further shocked when I recognised the heavy fury pecs of my friend Julian poking out the top of my now ever so small shirt. I shook the person who looked like me awake, he looked at me and smiled. “Fuck! It worked!” He said.
“What the fuck have you done?” I growled, and stopped not quite recognising the voice that echoed around my head. “Julian?”
“Yeah, its me. Little straight boy—YOU!” He laughed.
I frowned. “Wait, this is reversible isn’t it?”
“Aww, don’t you want to be a bear?” He pined in my own voice. I shivered. “Yes of course it is.” He started to remove his clothes and I looked away then felt stupid as I realised he now looked like me. “Come on, get your clothes off. I can’t go back to the office as you with no clothes on!”
I begrudgingly removed my clothes handing them to Julian who smelt each item before pulling it on. I pulled on his underwear and jeans; subconsciously I wriggled my jeans down a little to show the waistband on my underwear, finally I pulled on his sleeveless vest. Julian snapped on my watch and looped my security ID over his head and looked at the picture then held it up for me to see. “See, no one will ever know you’re on holiday in a sexy body like mine.”
I smiled weakly as he picked up my jacket and pulled it on. “Don’t worry I know everything you know, I’ll make sure Terry gets that report by the end of the week. Oh, I’ve packed you a case,” he nodded to a small case, “and the flight tickets are on the table. You’d better get a move on the flight leaves in two hours.”
“But…” I tried to argue, but he’d already left. I looked at the flight ticket; San Francisco. I sighed, as I wondered what I was going to do. A straight guy in a gay guys body, a thought buzzed in my head; Julian’s memories had started to surface. Perhaps I could pull this off, I grabbed the case and jumped in his car.
Before I knew it was on the flight and on my way, i looked down and cradled my pecs slowly massaging them through the vest, my other hand was massaging the tightness in my pants, and then my eyes snapped open! That fucker! I realised why he was so eager to get me on holiday, he was going to use my body to seduce Tony that bit of rough in the post room, I clamped my hand over my mouth—did I say that out loud?
There was not a lot I could do, by now I realised he knew everything I did and he was capable to finishing my work just as well as myself so I laid back and enjoyed myself.
When I arrived at the hotel, I started to unpack and grinned at what Julian had left me in the case; a thick leather harness, I pulled it on and left for the local pride carnival.
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