EVEN MORE NEW STORIES (4) IN THE COMMENTS
Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write. Four pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**
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No ideas or prompts for stories?
ReplyDeleteReally liked the idea that got tossed around for Pic 2 on the Jan. 31st post... i.e.. unwitting mental TF into pictured thug. To bad nothing ever became of it.
ReplyDeleteFor Pic 1:
ReplyDeleteA guy was surprised when his room mate was acting a bit out of character. Later he found out that he was replaced of someone took over his body of something...
For Pic 2:
It could probably about a love triangle. The setting could probably be a school dance. A guy was jealous of the guy in the picture for stealing the girl that he was going to ask out. Out of his jealousy, he did something that allowed him to slip into his rival's life and carried out his little revenge plan...
For Pic 4
A couple of guys needed to escape a gang they pissed off so they hid themselves inside the bodies of the two guys in the picture
Picture 2
ReplyDeleteTom had always been jealous of Steve's life. Steve was the perfect guy. Steve was intelligent, rich, and had an amazing body. Tom knew all of this because he and Steve had been attending the same school since Kindergarten. Worst of all, they had been born on the same day, which meant nobody attended or cared about Tom's birthdays but his best friend Jack. Jack stood by Tom's side, even when the bullies beat both of them up during recess. In middle school, Tom was even more ostracized since he came out.
In high school, Tom's life got worse. Not only did puberty destroy Tom's body and chances with anyone, but Jack had to move to the other side of the country because of his dad's work. For three horrifying years, Tom was completely and utterly alone.
In his senior year, Tom did nothing but lust over the popular guys, who were ironically his bullies, in his school. One night, Jack sent an email to Tom bout a trick that Jack learned from a gypsy. Tom went to email Jack back, but he suddenly got a text from a random number. Tom opened it and was surprised it was Steve dressed up in a tight purple shirt that accented his muscles, slacks, and a vest. The text read, "Cuming over for u bae." What the hell was happening Tom thoughtto himself.
Ten minutes later Tom's doorbell rang, and to his surprise Steve was at his front door. Right after Tom opened the door, Steve jumped on Tom and started making out with him. All of Tom's fantasies were right in front of his face. Tom immediately was aroused and Steve pulled him into Tom's bedroom. They had furious sex and Tom enjoyed every minute of it.
After the sex, Steve said through pants, "Do you know who I am?" Tom shook his head no. "I'm Jack! I really got you there with the Steve persona!" replied Steve/Jack.
"That's you in there Jack? How?" asked Tom.
"Well, after I moved I became friends with this gypsy in my high school. We were best friends, and she owed a lot of favors to me. Today I asked her if she knew any tricks on revenge, and she taught me about astral projection. I knew immediately who to try it on, Steve," said Jack.
Tom was getting lusty. "Well what else, or who else can you be?" asked Tom.
"That's the best part, I can be anybody!" exclaimed Jack.
This was going to be interesting year.
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My first story. Tell me what you think.
-EL
Really digging pic 2, but not entirely sure where to go with it -- I'm thinking something like...
ReplyDeleteNathaniel found that the hardest part of his job was pretending that he hated all the work-related travel. Working in quality assurance for a hotel chain sounded dull as dirt, and for most of his coworkers, it was. Only his small team and senior management knew that the dozen employees of the boringly-named "QA - OTF" employed state-of-the-art bodysuit technology to allow them to pass, undetected, as ordinary hotel guests "on the floor" without arousing any suspicion. Four months of the year he would trudge his short, paunchy body to the main office in Chicago and fill out paperwork. The other eight months he'd spend as "Nate", young, hot, and hung, touring all the states west of Kansas.
Ski resorts in Utah and Colorado, hotels on the California coast, and his favorite -- Vegas casinos. This year's "Nate" was dark-haired and built, a nice contrast to the twinky blond he'd been last year. He was thinking of asking for a redhead next time.
Nice work, great short story in itself.
ReplyDeleteI liked it. Good job.
ReplyDeleteI really didn't give a toss about Jamie's feelings or embarrassment. I was on holiday and wanted to have a good time.
ReplyDeleteI'd been skipping between bodies since I arrived, fuck-it I didn't even bother to pack any clothes--these two weeks were going to be a blast and I didn't who I was going to hurt.
I found Jamie in the gym, working out. I sniffed in disgust when I saw him, it was the evening and he should be getting ready to go clubbing, but he was in the gym *pumping iron*. Jeez, I bet this is what he'd be doing at home, whats the point?
Hitting the treadmill, I watched him from behind the face of a toned teenager I'd snagged last night--well a guys got to have somewhere to sleep right? I'd spent the morning fucking his girlfriend, a clingy thing. In the afternoon I hung out at the beach and after scoping some cash from his parents went jet-skiing with the guys friends. But his girl wasn't far behind, I knew if I wanted some fun I'd have to get myself a body that didn't have any luggage--someone single.
I'd seen Jamie earlier on with his friends--they were all smaller than him, he seemed shy--I can fix that. He seemed to prefer, baggy clothes. In fact I didn't even realise he was so buff until I followed him to the gym.
Licking my lips I waited for an opportunity. He finished his last rep, and I followed him to the showers. Five minutes later I saw striding confidently to the lockers in Jamie's body, leaving the teenager sprawled on the floor unconscious.
Towelling myself down I explored his body. I knew by now he would never do this in the open, but I'd pushed that shyness down. This might be something I'd consider keeping for the rest of my stay.
Finding some shorts I pulled them on, not bothering with a t-shirt. Returning to his room, I discover the rest of his friends had already left. Pulling off the shorts I studied my new self again, absorbing his memories and traits. Yeah, this would be good for the clubs. I went through his clothes and found nothing, but I didn't care. Maybe after I'd released him he'd lighten up.
I grabbed my roommates bandanna, and tied it around my leg. I sniggered at the reflection. "Yeah!"
I knew where the rest had gone, and I left to find them wearing almost nothing. Did I give a shit? Hell no!
I took a couple of pictures, and sent the to Tony. "What do you think of this one?"
ReplyDelete"Fuck!" came the reply.
"Huh, you like?" There was no reply so I sent another message, "I'm looking too hot for you aren't I?"
After a few minutes he replied. "Where did you say you found these body suits?"
"I found them in my son's closet--hidden."
"Fuck!"
"What's the matter?"
Another long silence. "That's my boyfriend Daniel, we've been going out for the past three months."
A heat washed over me. "This is the guy you've been talking about?"
"Yeah"
"Son of bitch. Haha, you've been dating my son and you didn't know?"
"Shut the fuck up," the reply came back almost instantly.
"Hey, don't get upset with me. He's twenty-three, he can do what he likes."
"If you feel like that then I have something to show you."
My phone bleeped again, there was a picture of my son. "Yeah, it's Chris. So what."
"No, it's me, Tony. Your son's not the only one with a collection of suits."
I looked at the photo, and then the reflection of the giant in the mirror. "Give me ten minutes, I'm coming over."
"What?"
"I'm coming over, I just need to find some clothes that will fit this mother fucker."
There was another pause, "Sweet, I can't wait."
"Oh, and get the fuck out of my that suit that makes you look like my son."
"Aww, why?"
"Because I'm going to be your boyfriend tonight, and when I leave tomorrow I'm going to be looking like my son. I want to find out what else he's been doing, and I'm going to start with his friends."
Extremly hot man... Worth continuing!
ReplyDeleteThanks! Glad you like it.
ReplyDeleteFantastic story, I'd love to read more. Playing up the father-son dynamic is just so good.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jay.
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ReplyDeleteFor some reason, I get a really strong possession or mind control vibe out of this pic, like a big and burly bully has been caught by one of his victims and has been sent on a humiliation spree...up to and including sitting around in overly stereotypical English gear in a frat house, flirting with another guy in the process. My mind's a bit weird. :-p