Second chance in the game

Growing up I had always loved tennis. It was a way for me to be competitive without being huge. I was never a real big guy, so playing football was out of the question. I enjoyed watching baseball...or more specifically the guys but just didn't enjoy playing it. In college I was doing great on the tennis team. I was working my way up to be one of the best players the school had every produced. It was my junior year when I went for a ball during practice and stepped on another ball sending me flying. It ended my tennis career.

 

It took awhile for me to recover and get over my depression of being out of the game. Finally I was able to find a way to get close to the game again. With all of my knowledge of the game I was able to really easily get a job as a ball boy at the biggest tournaments. It was a lot of hard work but really amazing to be so close to some of the best players in the world.

 

 

Being so close to the players was awesome. Some of them even got to know my name and would talk to me during breaks. One of the greatest players to the ball people was Andy Murray. He was the nicest guy around. So one day after one of his toughest matches he was relaxing in the locker room when I came in to help clean up. Another duty of the ball guy is to clean up after the players in the locker rooms. Andy and I got into a deep conversation. Talking about our pasts and everything. It was amazing. I felt really close to him. After awhile he reached into his bag and pulled me out a drink. I thought it was kinda odd that the star was giving a ball guy a drink but I gladly took it from him. We cheers-ed and that it really the last thing I remember.

Winning a New Life

I have always been the small guy. In my group I was the “runt” but would always put up a fight. Being small taught me to be tough and hold my own since drunk guys would always try to pick on me.

A new carnival had come into town and so my buddies and I had decided to go check it out. It boasted it had someone of the most unique shows and prizes you could find anywhere. When we got there it really seemed like a normal traveling carnival. Crappy clowns and kiddy games that were easy to win.

We wandered around and did a few games and just fooled around when we stumbled upon this weird game. I wasn't sure exactly what it was. There was hoops and balls and guns and balloons. But lined up along the wall of the stall was a bunch of studly looking men.

I stepped up and followed the crazy rules and somehow the siren went off signaling I had won. I stood there in shock. I am not even sure how I won since I don't even remember how you played the game. I just did as I was told and somehow won. I hunky guy running the game went over and picked up a guy and handed him across to me.

I held the guy who weighed less than I expected. The guy explained it was a suit and once I stepped inside I would take on his identity. I just couldn't believe it. This tanned buff stud in his jean shorts and black tank was going to be my life. I posed with him braced against me for my last photo as a little guy. I couldn't believe this was real.

My buddies helped me get him to a bathroom where I quickly stripped down and started to work my way into him. His mouth stretched out to take me in and I worked my body into him. After several minutes I was fully in and pulled this studs head up and over mine. I worked his face around until I suddenly could see. It felt so weird, I was taller than before and more muscular. I slowly moved around as it was hard at first. I weighed much more now. After several minutes of checking myself out and getting adjusted I head out to meet my buds.

It was so strange to look them in the eye now and be as big as them. We joked about how they can't pick on me because now I can fight back. I noticed my buddy Drew was not there and no one knew where he went.

We headed out to look for him when I noticed the game stall had refilled the empty spot of the suit I took. In the place of the suit I was wearing was Drew. Standing there with a perfect grin waiting to be won. I didn't realize when I went to play that is what the guy meant by if I won they would get their payment later on. I look at him and he seemed happy and from what I could tell the guy I now was in was also happy.

The next day Drew and the other suits were packed up and taken to the next city with the carnival to give another guy a new life. I am for sure jealous of the guy that get Drew because I have always looked up to him and wanted to be like him. But I am not going to complain about my new life and body.

  

Tebowing Cena

Continuation of Tebowing: http://maletransformation.blogspot.com/2012/09/tebowing.html

It has been months since I got to take over Tim Tebow. It is amazing to be in such a great football player. There has only been one big problem, I never get to actually play. I figured being as good as I am I would be starting every game but instead I am the backup and never get to play. I at least get to stay with the team and work out which is nice. I just want to get on the field and play!

As the season started to wrap up I was getting worried about what was going to happen with me. One day John Cena came to the stadium for a visit. Damn he is a real man. Built, successful, and doesn't take crap from anyone. I really started to think about how I had to be him.

Now that the season is over I know I am not going to be signed back with the Jets. This sucks! I took over Tebow to be number 1 and be a real stud. Now I am in Tebow and going to be without a team to play for. Sure I am still good looking but I really wanted to play football and get more famous.

So I finally made the decision I was going to get Cena and be on top of the game for once. I texted him telling him I really needed to talk and get advice. So we decided to meet at a bar. Not my most favorite place to even attempt to swap with him but I knew I had to. Tebow was heading towards not having a career anymore and I wanted one. After a few drinks we both started to relax and I knew one more and his studly body would be mine.

The last round I got while Cena was in the bathroom and I slipped a powder in his drink. I took the other powder and put it in mine without anyone knowing. We both downed our drinks and I knew I had 20 minutes to get Cena out of the bar before we both passed out. As we left the bar and were talking he made an interesting comment about how he wished he could have the future before him like I do.

I grinned at him and started to try to explain what was going to happen when we both suddenly blacked out. It was about 20 minutes later when I started to come to. I was feeling bigger and realized I was on the other side of the car. I looked over and there was my old body of Tebow.

Cena, now Tebow started to come to and started to freak out when he saw his own body looking back at him. I tried to explain what happened and he just kept telling me to swap us back. To bad for him there was no way to undo this. Once you swap from a body there is no going back. The body blocks you from taking control of it again.

I do feel bad that I took Cena's success but now I am on top. I think he is adjusting to being Tebow and working on finding a new team to play. It took him awhile to move on from being Cena but now you would never realize he wasn't really Tebow. I don't even think he remembers being in Cena before. I do remember while I was in Tebow and at time do miss it. But now I am bigger and more powerful and loving it!

Following Lautner

I finally got into Taylor Lautner. I knew following him around and acting like a paparazzo would help me learn more about him. It took a few months to get the plan in place on how I was going to get into his body.

Finally the day had come. Taylor was out by himself running errands when I decided to make my move. I followed him taking photos really getting his upset. That was part of the plan, I needed him to get mad at me and attack. As soon as he came at me and pulled back to punch I grabbed his fist. I had him where I wanted him. I stared him down as I held him fist making him powerless. He struggled trying to get free but couldn't break my grip. He started to panic as he felt himself getting weaker as he continued to look me in my eyes. Suddenly we both fell back and when I came to I knew it was done.

I had swapped our bodies. Damn spending all that money was worth it because now I am loaded. I picked up Taylor's or should I say my phone and called the cops. Told them about how this sleazebag paparazzo had attacked me. He was so confused as to what had happened, and ended up telling the police he did it. After letting him spend the night in jail I told the police I wasn't going to press charges on him. I think losing this great hot body and amazing life is going to be punishment enough for him. Now he can see me all around town and remember what he use to have.  

Shot of a lifetime

The night had started so normal. I had went to the Clippers and Lakers game for a night of fun and to relax. I was having a beer with my buddy when they announced a seat number to come down and shoot a half court shot for $75,000.

When they said the number my buddy started yelling telling me it was my seat. I couldn't believe it. There was no way it was my seat. Nothing like that ever happens for me. An usher came and took me to the tunnels below the stands to explain the rules to me. I understood and was not at all confident with my ability to make this shot. I really hoped I wouldn't embarrass myself out in front of 20,000 people.

As I was led out onto the court I could see the players standing watching me. Oh great this will be even more embarrassing I thought to myself while trying to not let it show on my face. The announcer handed me the ball and I dribbled it a few time. I took a deep breath and then just heaved the ball towards the hoop. That was the longest few seconds until it hit the rim of the basket and fell into the net. I stood there in shock as the stadium erupted in cheers. It was amazing! I remember seeing Blake Griffin coming running at me but then everything else seems hazy.

It was some time later when I started to come to with a few people leaning over me saying “Blake are you ok?”

“Huh? Blake? Who is Blake?” I say groggy to the people.

“He must have got a concussion when he ran into that guy and knocked him over” the guy said.

That is when things started to come to. I felt bigger than before. I slowly got up and realized I was looking down at everyone and then saw my old body there to.

I quickly pulled him off to the side. “Man what the hell happened. I am in your body” I said to him.

“Mr. Griffin are you ok? You hit me pretty hard.” He said looking at me like I was crazy.

I have no idea what was happening. The real Blake didn't seem to remember being himself. I remembered being me yet this body just felt right.

The trainers took my old body from the locker room leaving me alone now. I slowly lifted my jersey to see my abs below it. I got hard just seeing them. This had to be a dream I moaned as I touched them.

I sat on the bench the rest of the game watching and kept looking back at my old body. I really started to hope this wasn't a dream. Sure my face wasn't the best but I was a great player and have a great body now. That $75,000 shot ended up being a shot of a lifetime.

Within a suit

 

I knew I had a great body. I had worked on it for years and taken great care of it. Some would say it wasn’t the most enjoyable…no pizza…no soda…no real desserts. I watched what I ate and made sure I kept myself healthy.

My friends loved it as well. It always attracted tons of guys over to us. I was able to always hook my friends up with guys when I wasn’t into them.

There was one friend though that was never confident. He was a good looking guy but definitely not built like me. He was always asking me how he could look like me. He never wanted to do the hard work though.

Being so into working on myself it took a lot of time and money so it was tight every month with money. My buds all knew this and that is when the one buddy who was never confident came to me with an idea.

He offered me $1000 to let him use my body. I thought he was crazy but he explained what would happen. He had been working on a file for an iPod that would make someone into a wearable suit. The person would know this and feel it all. Just not have control of their body. He also had a way to undo it and make the person normal as well.

The money sounded amazing and so I figured I will humor him and let him believe he could do this. I got the file from his email and put it on my iPod and headed outside to lay out in the sun.

I closed my eyes and put his file on. It relaxed me so much. I thought it was awesome just to feel relaxed for once. It wasn’t until I felt my buddy poking my shoulder I realized I couldn’t move. I felt so odd. Like my body was there just hollow. I actually got scared when he grabbed my mouth and started to stretch it out. I was being stretched! He then started to put his feet into me. Ugh that was horrible. I could taste them as they passed through my mouth. He kept pushing into me until I could feel him in to my shoulders.

It was the oddest feeling having him walk in me. I couldn’t control my movements. He went into the bathroom to check his reflection. It was then he pulled my head over his and then looked into the mirror. I could see myself looking back but it wasn’t me in control.

“Damn Tanner this is awesome” my buddy said in my voice.

“I can’t believe you are letting me do this! I promise to take care of you man and turn you back after the weekend.” He said knowing I could hear yet not respond. In my mind I was screaming. It was Wednesday so I was under his control until Sunday. It hit me too I was relying on him to turn me back.

It took a lot of getting use to. I would space out and suddenly wake up and think it was all a dream only to not be able to move. After a few days I was actually enjoying it. My buddy was too. He was acting like I would and I could tell it was making him feel better. I also got to experience stuff without having to do it. Though my bud decided I would be a hot bottom and kept finding guys to fuck me.

Finally Sunday night came and he took me off. I was just laying on the couch until he put my ear buds in and started the reversal. After about a half hour I woke up finally able to move.

“Damn man that was so freaky. I did enjoy it though. Was a real adventure.” I said to him.

“Glad you enjoyed it Tanner….was hoping we could do it again sometime….I will for sure pay you” He said looking down.

That was 6 months ago. Now I almost spend more time as a suit than I do walking around on my own. It was hot being my buddies suit. He even started to loan me out to other friends as well. I have had everyone use me at least once. Damn bud even rented me to a stripper once who used me on stage.

I am not sure but I am thinking I may let him just take over for me one day. I am getting so use to being worn it feels odd not to have a guy in me.

Standing up to a new life

 

I am not even sure how this really happened. I was out at an event for Ben Cohen and his Stand Up Foundation and there were serving some really good drinks. I had a few more than I should have and don’t remember a lot of the evening.

I woke up the next morning feeling weird. I felt bigger and when I scratched I had a chest covered with fur. I stumbled over to the bathroom and was shocked at what I saw. It wasn’t my normal 5’6” 130 pound skinny hairless body. I was looking back at 6’2” 230 pound hairy Ben Cohen. I was in total shock.

I figured this had to be some sort of dream or I was still super drunk. I figured once I showered it would sober me up and I would be myself. Only it didn’t. The water washed over this body it felt normal. I started to slowly check it out while the warm water poured over me.

Life just carried on after this. I seemed to know everything he knew and was able to just merge with his life. It is quite a life. It is weird I went from a small gay college student to a big bearish straight former rugby player and couldn’t be happier.

There are days that it does hit me my old life is out there somewhere….at least I think it is. I don’t actually know. I have no idea what happened and so I don’t even know if the old me is there. But I can say if it is I do hope the real Ben is enjoying it as much as I am enjoying his.

Stranger in a bar

I had seen this guy walking around town all the time. The perfect job look. He had a strong jawline and dressed like the typical straight guy. He had that cocky look to him but yet you could see there was an innocence to him yet. I started to take a real interest into him and wanted to get closer. Figured hell I would try to befriend him because he seemed like a real sweet guy.

I finally got the courage to approach him at the bar and offered to buy him a drink. We sat and chatted. I found out his name was Anthony and he was working at an investment company in the city. We were getting along perfectly and really enjoying talking. The bartender then brought over some drinks for us bought by some stranger. We cheers to the drink and have a good time.

It was some time later when I noticed Anthony was feeling pretty drunk. I offered to take him home. We got to his apartment and he was really starting to stumble. We got him inside when I noticed something was really wrong. Anthony wasn’t moving really. I laid him on the couch and went to get him some water to help sober him up. When I came back that is when I noticed something was really wrong.

Anthony was laying there only he didn’t look like he had before. He seemed thinner. I went over and tapped him and when his mouth opened tons of air rushed out and he flattened out. I stared to panic. I was so scared he was dead. I tried to open his mouth to do CPR when I noticed it was stretchy. This got me curious about what happened to him. His mouth was super stretchy so I figured at this point I would see why.

It stretched enough that I could easily get my feet into his. As I started to slip him on I found his body was empty just like a suit. He felt like a wetsuit almost. I kept pulling him on as he clung to my body perfectly. I walked into the bathroom once I had his body on and looked in the mirror as I pulled his head on. With a gasp I pulled it up. Looking back at me was Anthony. It was crazy. I figured I must be dreaming and passed out somewhere.

After several hours I realized this was real. I was learning what Anthony knew and feeling like he would. I could almost feel his presence but yet he seemed really relaxed with me in him.

I am not sure how it happened or why but it has been months now since I became Anthony. I think the stranger in the bar had something to do with this but I am not sure. The old me vanished and no one seemed to notice. I now get to be the man I had always wanted. A nice jock with a great job. I am so thankful I was able to befriend Anthony.

Tebowing

Growing up I had always been that skinny nerd all the jock had picked on. I tried to work out but it never helped me to gain any weight. I was a closet football fan too. I always hid the fact I enjoyed watching the game because the bigger guys would make fun of me saying I only liked it because of the guys. That wasn’t true.

I finally got the chance to attend my first NFL game watching the NY Jets. I didn’t know much of the team but as soon as I saw him I knew I had to be him. Tim Tebow had always been a favorite of mine but seeing him in person was amazing. His sweaty body, his cocky attitude, yet he was still shy in a way.

When I got home that night I went to work. I started to look into ways to get Tebow’s manly body. After hours of searching online I found the spell I was finally looking for. It was going to swap us and make it so Tebow would not ever remember his old life. He would just believe he was me. The only problem with this spell was I needed something of his.

The part of getting something that belonged to him took way longer than I had planned. After a few months I finally got into the locker room and was able to raid his locker. There was so much to choose but I finally took one of his sweaty work out shirts.

That night I got to work setting up the spell. After hours nothing had happened and I figured I got scammed and committed a theft for nothing. I went to bed disappointed I fell for this scam.

The next morning I woke up really groggy and feeling out of it. I stumbled to the bathroom. I didn’t know what was up but everything seemed familiar yet different. When I got to the mirror that is when I realized what was different….I was! My body…..I was looking back at Tim Tebow.
I took some time to explore this new manly muscular body. It was a big difference from my 5’4” 100 pound nerdy body. I was a heart throb now!
I have been enjoying my new life. I know everything he does and am getting all this amazing attention. I even had my old bullies come up to me and act so nice. It took all I could to not say something but I just acted the part.

I must admit the one downside is I feel like I am back in school still. The coach always has me studying plays and stuff. t is so much harder to think too. But I guess this isn’t the worst downside for all I get. Plus the guys and girls I attract is amazing.

Once a Daly

Guest Post by Brody

I stop and smiled for the camera as I headed for the Olympic stadium. I couldn't believe I had actually made it here. Well I guess I hadn't really made it into the Olympics originally. I was just a fan who got extremely lucky.

It was a couple days before the opening ceremonies when I was outside of a local gym getting ready to head home. I had always been a huge fan of Tom Daley when I saw him coming into the gym. He seemed friendly so I approached just for the chance to meet him. I chatted with him for a few minutes before he told me to follow him into the steam room. I was nervous and yet excited at the same time. I wasn't sure if he was into me or what but this seemed like a good chance to find out. We entered the steam room and found it empty and Tom grinned.

“Ok here is the deal” Tom said to me. “I am competing and am nervous and don't really want to. So you need to be me.”

I just stared at him for a second before finding my voice. “What do you mean be you?”

“I mean you and I are going to swap places. You go and compete as me and I will be you and watch. You will have all my memories so you can do it. I just want to relax and watch it.” He said to me with a serious look.

“You are serious. Man I couldn't take the chance from you. You worked so hard to get where you are” I said totally shocked he was saying this.

“I am and I am not taking no for an answer.” he said before grabbing me and kissing me deeply.

I am not sure how much time had passed but I woke up in the steam room on the floor. It was just me in there. I looked around wondering if I had worked out to hard. I felt funny though. Like my body was more fit and slightly shorter.

As I exited the steam room I caught my reflection. It wasn't my normal one but that of Tom Daley.

“No fucking way” I said with his voice totally shocked at what I looked at. I felt my body thinking this was just a dream.

Tom's or I guess my phone buzzed as I got a text, it was from my old number. ** Thanks again man....I hope you enjoy the time to be me and we can talk again after you compete **

I tried to call but he wouldn't answer me. I guess I don't have a choice whether I compete or not now.

It has been several days since the change and I must say I am loving it. I am hot and everyone loves me. Part of me almost doesn't want to switch back after the Olympics, I wonder if the real Tom will feel the same way?

Taking Marco

by Brody

When I pushed into Marco I didn't think anyone would figure it out. I had been living his life for a good week already without anyone suspecting anything. It wasn't until his or should I say my best bud and I were hanging out drinking when I noticed Greg looking at me weird. I didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly he just jumped up and grabbed me squeezing me with all his muscles.

“I know who you are and you are not Marco. Get out of his body.” Greg said squeezing me even harder. I couldn't take the pressure anymore and found myself being forced out of Marco in a smoke. His body goes limp in Greg’s' arms as I lose control. It was a good run but I knew I needed to find a new body and soon. I notice Greg is busy helping Marco.......well wish me luck as I try to take control.

After several minutes of fighting I finally got control of Greg. I knew it would be tough because he is a strong guy. I sit there catching my breath and getting use to Greg's form when Marco comes over to me.

“What the fuck man? Why did you force him out of me? We had planned this and I wanted him in me.” Marco said punching my jaw hard.

I rub my jaw. “Huh you wanted that fag inside you” I said trying to act like Greg.

Marco blushes. “Listen I haven't told anyone. I am gay man I just can't seem to deal with it. Having him in me was a way I could experience it without having to actually do the actions. He was the one doing them.”

“Oh wow” I said cracking a smile. “Want to try it being in full control now? I think you are ready” I grin to Marco with Greg's cocky grin.

“WTF no way. You took over Greg?” Marco says stunned but I could tell he liked it since his boxers were starting to tent now.

“Oh yeah I needed to go somewhere and Greg here seemed perfect once I got him under control. Now come here and show me all you learned from me” I grin undoing my jeans for Marco.

After hours of fun I grin at Marco. “So I think you are ready....I also think it is time for Greg here to come out as well. I feel like I am staying in here for quiet awhile” I say kissing Marco's forehead knowing he has never been happier than being with Greg.