Seanday ReCap: Gauging my success

I had been working the hotel for about 2 years now as a bell hop. I was ok, but I wanted more. I remember the day my life as I knew it changed. There had been a big party the night before and they had hired the hulk of a guy called Gauge. I had seen him sign in at the desk. He had requested an early call, 7am as he said he needed to catch a flight. It turned out that I had the misfortune to wake this guy.

I knocked on the door of room 69 at 7am, there was no reply. I used my pass key to get in. I walked into the hallway and called "Mr Gauge?" - still no reply, I closed the door behind me and went into the room.

I checked the lounge area and spotted his case, it was open but and some of his clothes were still in there; I guessed he hadn't bothered to unpack. I walked over to the bedroom and spotted the huge guy passed out on the bed totally naked.

The guys body was amazing, about 5'11" thick heavy pecs, and huge arms. His dick was a good 9" limp. He was lying on his back breathing heavily. I walked over to the bed and gently shook the guy’s big heavy body, he grunted and I caught the smell of beer - he was out for the count.

I shook the guy again, but with no response. I then spotted what I though at the time was a body piercing. I looked closer, and discovered it was a puller normally found on a zipper. I looked closer and gently gave it a pull, what happened next amazed me.
As I pulled, the zipper gently moved up his body, his abs separated underneath a skinny flat stomach revealed itself. I pulled the zipper up further; his thick heavy pecs peeled away revealing more of what was hidden below the huge stud’s body. By this time I had realised that Gauge wasn't all that he seemed to be. I pulled the zipper up even further where it seemed to stop just under the guys chin.

I gingerly put both my hands into opening which used to be Gauges thick neck, I pulled it open slightly. I gently pushed my hands up into the face of Gauge; I could see the shapes of my fingers through his skin as I pushed up and over his cheeks. I tucked my thumbs under his chin and gently lifted up. Gauges face stretched and contorted as I lifted it over the top of the current occupiers head - there was a gargle and a gasping coming from the guy and I realised Gauges face continued into the guys mouth and partially down the guys throat, I assumed it gave this skinny guy the deep gravely voice that I had heard yesterday. With Gauges head removed I could see the skinny face of a 16 year old.

With renewed confidence I pulled Gauges heavy pecs open and over the kids skinny shoulders. I moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed Gauges legs pulling him down the bed. I got on the bed, and moved to the head of the skinny kid. I kneeled at the head of the bed with kids head between my knees. I gently pushed my hands into the suit again, this time under the kid’s shoulders and grabbed the kid under his pits and started to pull.

The kids body started to pull out of the hunks skin, as it did you could hear the suction of Gauges skin being released a the kids body moved - it sounded like the kid had been living Gauges life for a long time. As I pulled him out Gauges arms and legs started to bunch up as the kid hands and feet were still trapped within Gauges. I quickly moved from hand to hand and foot to foot gently pulling at each toe and finger releasing the kid’s hands and feet. I wondered how much this kid had drunk to still be sleeping though all of this.

With his hands and feet released it was a lot easier to remove the kid from the huge hunk of man. I pulled the young kid out and lay him down on the bed next to the now empty and lifeless Gauge suit.

The kid was skinny with a black spiked hair, he was cute almost angelic in the way he was sleeping.

My attention turned to the suit, I was intrigued by the mouth and throat and decided to look a bit closer. I pulled open Gauges mouth, and looked inside. There was a complete set of perfect teeth and a thick broad tongue. I felt inside the opening of the head, and felt a warm damp tube I followed it up with my fingers and discovered it was attached to the mouth part inside the head. I realised it was damp and warm because minutes earlier it was down the kids throat.

It was at this time I realised that I had to continue Gauges life; I needed to get out of this job and Gauges life looked so much more appealing than mine. I started to strip out of my bell hops uniform, and within minutes I was naked. I looked at the kid again, wondering what I was taking from him, we were about the same height, but my build was just a little heavier than his. I turned and looked at the empty lifeless suit; I straightened out the arms and legs, looking at Gauges 9” dick made me smile as I contemplated the new life ahead of me…

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I checked the kid again, and decided I need a little more room to pull the suit on so I moved the kid to the sofa near the window. The kid was still out like light, and he certainly wasn’t going to cause me any problems for quite a while!

I looked at the lifeless suit lying on the bed; Gauge’s muscular body was huge, larger than anyone I had seen before. My mouth was watering at the prospect of living this stud’s life.

I pulled the suit down the bed a little, and peeled open Gauge’s chest exposing the smooth slick inside. I touched the red interior, it was warm and slippery but not wet or damp at all, which surprised me. I got up on the bed, and sat on where Gauge’s chest would be. His heavy tattooed pecs were either side of my thighs and below the opening to the lower body. Without another thought I pulled up my legs and started to push them into the opening that made up Gauge’s abs and arse and legs. To my surprise it was quite easy to push my legs down inside Gauge’s muscular thighs. It didn’t take long before my feet were at Gauge’s ankles; my legs were at their extent so I wriggled and slipped further into Gauge’s lower body. Reaching down I was able to slide my feet into the suits feet, first the left then the right. The suits tight calves were bunched up and creased, but I still needed to slide myself into the suits lower body.

Pushing my hands palm down under the suits abs I was easily able to stretch the suit enough to slide my modest dick into the sheaths opening. I removed my right hand leaving the other inside the suit to guide my dick. I grabbed the suits 9” member pulling it straight, guiding my dick with my left hand I pulled the suits sheath down over my own dick. As I slowly pumped the suits dick some kind of suction pulled my own dick deep into the suits – and then it felt like I was pumping my own 9” dick, the feeling was amazing. As my dick was sucked into the cavity, my balls naturally slipped into place, I cupped them in my hand and they felt real.

I pulled out my hand, watching the suits tight abs follow the shape of my hands as I pulled it out. I grabbed the edges of the suit, and slid down deeper into the suit, the suction action I felt earlier locked the suits butt checks into mine, I pulled the suit up further and the whole of Gauge’s lower body up to the opening at his belly button was mine. With the lower half of the suit in place all the creases and bunching around the calves had gone. I raised my legs in the air to see them; they were thick and defined, heavy and muscular. As I pulled my new legs up I felt the suits lower abs flex and move helping me move the additional weight in my legs.
With my legs in place it was time to work on the suits huge upper body, my new 9” dick was already twitching with the thought of being wrapped in Gauge’s muscular torso, knowing that with this body and strength would also demand respect - something my previous life as a bellhop sadly lacked.

Leaning back into Gauge’s body I felt the warmth of the suits interior across my whole back, just wondering what it was like I grasped each half of Gauge’s heavy chest and pulled them over my own body, like wrapping myself in some kind of blanket made from flesh and muscle. I looked down at patterns of ink painted into the slab of meat which was soon to be mine. Smiling to myself I checked the sleeves of the suit to my left and right; although empty the strength and size of the arms only filled my mind with the future prospects of working them hard at the gym.

I unwrapped the heavy pec’s, and started to push my right arm in to the suits sleeve, and into the glove like hand. I raised my hand and studied Gauges hand. It was strong and large, I turned his hand; no my hand over, and spotted his nails – obviously the young kid bit his nails. I lifted up the suits left pec and pushed my left arm down inside the suits arm and glove. I was a little taller than Gauge, so I slid down into the suits torso pulling the using Gauges own hands to pull the heavy shoulders over my own.

I sat up on the bed, looking down at the heavy chest; the pec’s gently parted like an undone jacket revealing my own chest below. Looking past my new abs was my large dick and heavy thighs and I smiled to myself. I got up off the bed, getting used to my new weight and bulk, it was a strange feeling but I was getting used to it quickly.

I needed to see what I looked like, even though I wasn’t completely zipped up in the suit I felt Gauges strength all over my body. As I walked across the room, I felt Gauges hood like head moving and slapping across my back. I checked my new huge arms as I walked pulling my arms into a curl and feeling the expanding bicep with the other hand, it was tight and hard and felt 100% natural.
As I walked towards the mirror I saw my reflection and stopped in my tracks, I was standing there in Gauges huge body. It was as if I was wearing some kind of costume or muscular pair of overalls. I turned left and then right checking my new profile, admiring my heavy chest. I slipped Gauges hand inside the suit and watched my reflection as the huge hand passed under the suits muscle subtly changing the shape of the pec as I rubbed my own smaller chest below the suit.

I walked over to the kid just to check he was ok – he was still sleeping, perfect. Suddenly the telephone started to ring; I walked over and picked up the receiver. “hello?” I said, it was reception to check that Mr Gauge got his wake up call. Reception recognised my voice “Oh Hi - Is Mr Gauge Ok?”, “Yes, he’s already left for breakfast I thing” I replied. The response seemed satisfactory and I replaced the receiver.

I walked over to the mirror again, I figured it would help me when I pulled Gauges head over my own…