Erick Stratton: We Need to Talk

“We need to talk,” Jay said when I came up the stairs.

I instantly remembered. My computer. I’d left it open. My heart sank.

“Jay, I can explain --”

“You’re into body swapping?” He asked, “You’ve got a lot of stuff about it saved on your computer.”

Oh, god. How was I going to explain that.

“So, you get turned on when guys can change themselves?” he continued, “Make themselves look like someone else?”

I stammered for a response.

“Like this?” he asked.

His body shimmered before my eyes and reconfigured itself into the exact image of Jake Bass.

“You had a lot of pictures of him saved, too,” he said with Jake's cute halfway grin.

“Jay?” I reached out to touch him. He quickly shifted back to himself, “I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he said, now taking the form of a big muscle daddy. He must have seen that folder on my computer as well, “Let’s have some fun first, and we can talk about it later.”

I placed my hands on his large, hairy chest. I couldn’t quite believe myself, but it was all 100% real.

“I can change you, too,” he whispered.

I looked down to see my body covered in muscles and blonde fur. Our beards bristled against each other as we kissed. I knew I was in love.