I looked around, and spotted an envelope on the floor. Curiosity took me and I threw the blankets back and leaned over to pick it up. My skin pimpled as I studied object.
Opening it, I found it was a card. With a simple "Happy Birthday" on the front, inside was a message:
Make your own Birthday Suits with the sticker. Each application will last up to 24hrs, peel it off when you need release, then use it again.
Have fun, and enjoy your Birthday Suit(s).
I looked at the sticker; round, with the words "My Birthday Suit" printed on the surface. There was a note at the bottom of the sheet, must make contact with the skin. I chuckled and looked around, a joke maybe?
Outside, I heard a noise--cussing, my little bro'. A pondered and looked at the sticker, "Worth a try," I chuckled. Slipping on some underwear I followed the noise to the bathroom, I went in to find my bro' snapping a picture.
He looked at me a little startled, "I'm done, it's all yours now. Oh, and Happy Birthday bro'."
"Cheers bro'," I smiled and slapped the sticker on his arm.
He went to look down at it, then stopped. I waited, but he didn't move. I touched his shoulder, and my hand passed right inside. Shocked I jerked it out again...
A wry grin formed, and I stepped up behind him. I tested the magic again, this time with both hands. I went to rest them on his shoulders, but they just disappeared into his body. I gasped, amazed at what was happening and pushed forward. The sensation was weird, as my larger frame was sucked into my brothers.
Blinking I looked at the mobile--Harry's mobile that I was now holding. I glanced up and looked at the reflection.
"Holly shit," I muttered in his voice. I took a few more pictures and uploaded them, tapping out his password without thinking. I looked at the sticker, it had almost faded into nothing. I picked at its edge and pulled it a little just to reassure myself; it seemed to be removable--which was a relief.
I returned to Harry's room and looked around, I knew everything. Locking the door, I flipped through his hidden porn stash and beat one out into a sock he kept under his bed. I leaned back on his bed looking at the ceiling, I knew they weren't my memories, but I felt like they still belonged to me. Then one of his memories popped into my head. I'd come in late last night, so didn't know that my cousin Elliot and his wife was in the house.
Elliot was a few years older than me, worked in construction which meant he was strong, and muscular. I felt the sticker, and grinned. I left the room and went see if I could find everyone.
In the kitchen I found Mary-Ann; Elliot's wife.
"Morning Harry, did Sean get back last night?"
I had to think quick, "Had a message from him, he's sleeping over at a friends. He'll be back later," I replied.
"Ok, well hopefully we'll see him later then. I'm making some breakfast, do you want anything?"
"Just some toast," I replied and took a slice, wolfing it down before leaving.
I made my way upstairs again and into the guest suite, laying in the bed was Elliot. He looked over, "Hey Harry, morning, you need anything buddy?"
"Umm, Mary-Ann is making breakfast," I relied.
"Nice, I'm starved.
There was an awkward pause, and he looked at me. "Dude, I'm not wearing anything, unless you want an eyeful I'll see you downstairs."
I felt my arm, the sticker. It was now or never. I peeled it off, wincing as the adhesive pulled at light blonde hairs on his arm. I began to feel a tightness across my body, and little light headed. Leaning forward I slapped it on Elliot's impressive pec.
He blinked, but remained impassive. The tightness across Harry's body increased, his shoulders pulled forward, and his arms dropped. Then it happened, the sensation turned to a squeeze, a contraction! It happened again, and he groaned. He was forcing me out! With each spasm, the more I was pushed out of his back, it was like he was giving birth. In less than a minute I had been ejected and I was standing behind my bro' again.
I guessed he would wake up, and I didn't want him catching me with Elliot so I guided him back to his room and left him. Back in the guest room I pulled back the sheets covering my cousin. He was a marvel to see, tight and muscular with all those cool tats.
Rolling him onto his front, I climbed on top, then a familiar feeling began drawing me into Elliot's body.
Groaning, in a new voice I rolled over, my hand came to a natural rest on my stolen abs. I took a few deep breaths, and enjoyed the way my chest and torso expanded and contracted--it felt natural, something I knew Elliot enjoyed as well.
There was a thud and Harry stumbled into the room, he looked a little confused. "You OK?" I asked.
"Yeah," he replied scratching his head and left.
I got up and went into the en-suite and stopped as I saw my reflection. I knew Harry, so there were no surprises, but Elliot was a completely different experience. I loved it!
Slowly I explored his--my new body, it was sensitive, but firm. The sticker on my pec was barely visible but it worried me. I peeled it off, and the tightness began to form. Quickly lifting my arm, I reattached it just below by pit, the peculiar feeling subsided. Lowering my arm, the sticker was now completely hidden. Taking some pictures I sent them to my phone, I wanted to remember this.
I was surprised when the bathroom door opened and Mary-Ann came in, she looped her arms around me and kissed my traps.
"I love you so much," she whispered in my ear, and then led me back to the bedroom. I was a little surprised when she pulled me down on top of her. I returned the affection, the same as Elliot.
Mary-Ann began to shimmy out of her shorts, but I stopped her. "Not now, Harry has already come in a few times."
She smiled, "He's down stairs, eating breakfast. Please Elliot, just a quick one."
I could feel my cousin's body begin to warm, I kissed her, this time with a passion. "Ok-," I kissed her, "just-," I gasped, "a quick one."
I was driving Elliot's body, but drawing on his passion and experience, wrapping myself up in his personality but still making the moves all the time, I could feel his member swelling. I pushed my stolen dick inside her, and began to work my hips, deep, long thrusts. Mary-Ann moaned between kisses, I pulled on my cousin's skills and worked all her sweet spots. We were working as one, climaxing together until I broke off kissing and groaned as I used Elliot's abs to squeeze out his payload--once, twice, three times, four!
Groaning, mostly spent, I lowered myself and seductively kissed my 'wife'. "That was amazing," she moaned.
Pulling myself free I got to my feet. "I need to shower," I said, "and clean myself up." Returning to the bathroom, I turned on the water. I looked at myself in the mirror, a smug look flashed across my new face as I studied Elliot's body. I snorted seeing his dick; thick as it was, still bobbing.
I showered, spending more time than I should exploring my cousin's body. It was a worthwhile experience, as by the end I was intimately familiar with all his sweet spots.
Finishing I towelled myself off, and took a few more pictures for my collection. I checked the sticker, it was still attached, tight as ever. I guessed it was waterproof as well.
Back in the bedroom Mary-Ann had left, I smiled to myself as I used Elliot's various gels, and body sprays. Damn I smelt good, I smelt just like Elliot. I had to remind myself that I was Elliot--for the moment. I went through his clothes, excited that I was doing something bad. On with some underwear, jeans, socks and trainers. I selected a plaid shirt, and slipped it over my shoulders. The sleeves were tight against my biceps, but that's just how 'we' liked it. Fastening most of the buttons I checked myself out in the mirror.
It was Elliot, looking back. The confident, friendly, BUILT cousin I'd always known and secretly envied. Nothing suggested that there had been any change, I'd proved that with Mary-Ann. Nothing to hint that I was inside this man, and had full control of his mind and body.
Slipping his sunglasses on, I headed downstairs to have breakfast with the rest of the family.
We talked, I talked, just like my cousin and we all commented that it was a shame Sean wasn't here. Mary-Ann reminded us that he'd be back later. I just smiled and nodded knowingly.
Best birthday present ever, and I was looking forward to trying the sticker on others---just not now!
Nice birthday gift for all of us. I want a "sticker"....
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