Whippersnapper

 
“Well how-dee-doo! Ain’t Edna gonna like me now that I tricked this young whippersnapper into swapping bodies with me? Heck, even when I was his age, I didn’t never  have no body like this, with muscles and hair on my chest and everything! Whoo-ee! Edna ain’t gonna know what to do with a stud like me! Heck, we might have to find her a nice young fella’ to swap bodies with now – Whoa, whoa, whoa? Fella’? I reckon I meant to say hot young babe. I ain’t into that ‘gay’ stuff, if ya know what I mean. No sir! I intend on using me this body to get lots and lots of hot, young cock – I mean pussy!

…Aw, shit! I always knew this guy was some sort of a fruit. And gol’ darn it, now I’m startin’ to act like one too! I gotta get him to give me my body back! You ain’t gonna catch me suckin’ on no dick. Ain’t no way, no how! …Even though that does sound right tasty right about now… Mmm… A nice, thick, juicy cock with my lips around it… Yeah... I think Edna’s gonna have to wait, y’all, cuz I gotta get me into town and see what kind of hot lookin’ guys I can pick up down at that gay bar they opened up a couple of months ago. Shit, never thought I’d be settin’ foot in a place like that, but now it just seems like the right thing to do! And heck, I got the body for it now, so why waste it! I’ll try to be home for dinner, but if I don’t make it, y’all know where you can find me!”

Keeping the family happy?

I remember walking in the door, and being greeted with my usual kiss. “Hi Babe, got a surprise for you.. its in the den”

I went in there; “Ryan?” I said. I stopped at the door, checking out the jocks built body, he seemed to be asleep on the couch.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, “You like it? I thought it would solve a few problems”

I walked over and tried to wake the slumbering jock, but to no avail. “What have you done?” I asked checking for a pulse; there wasn’t one.

“Don’t worry Babe, we’ll fix that soon”, I shook Ryan again, and his head flopped forward. I squeezed his arm, I could feel the muscle under the skin but that was all. I released my grip and the arms bounced back to its original shape.

“What have you done?” I asked again. “Well, when I heard that Ryan was having a hard time with Sally and was thinking of breaking up - I saw an opportunity. I asked him over to talk about it and slipped him this solution I got off the net – damn! within minutes he was asleep, and 30 minutes later he was just a suit.”

I put both hands on his thick pecs, they were still warm, and pushed and his chest collapsed into his body, I felt a rush of air escape form his mouth. I stood up quickly releasing, there was a sucking of air as Ryan’s chest returned to it’s normal shape.

“Look the thing is, my family doesn’t really like you – and I think they make it obvious. But I think Ryan here fits what they want for me. But look..”, reaching in Ryan’s mouth my partner stretched open his mouth wide. “Get the idea?”

Of course I knew instantly, stripping naked I pulled Ryan to the floor and with my feet either side of his head I grabbed his mouth and pulled it open as far as I could. I pointed my toes and pushed them into Ryan’s mouth; I can remember looking down at his blank empty expressionless eyes as I forced more and more of my body into his. I can’t explain it, but the more and more I pushed into Ryan the more I felt like he belonged to me – the weird thing was how my 6’ frame squeezed into his 5’7” one!

I pulled Ryan’s face over my own, and I blinked for the first time as Ryan. I looked in the mirror and gasped as Ryan looked back. Somehow I knew how to work his body; I flexed twisted – smiled as I flexed my hair pulling it onto spikes. I was Ryan.

I felt my shoulders being massaged as I flexed in front of the mirror, and then a whisper in my ear; “you’d better get dressed, you’ve got a date with Sally – and I think you’ll gonna have to break up with her…”

I causally walked over to the pile of clothes and pulled on his underwear and shorts; and then the tight white vest – by this time Ryan’s memories started seeped into mine, I turned and flexed; sticking out my tongue – it felt very natural.

I smiled and left, and spent he night with Sally; damn she was fine. It seemed that we was a natural match, by the end of the night more of Ryan’s memories were mine and for the first time I knew that they were both in love.

It was a day later when I had total access to all of Ryan’s memories right up to the day of his visit to my old apartment. It was then I realised that he was tricked into taking the drink laced with the solution. I felt sad and guilty of what happened to Ryan, used by my partner. I felt manipulated myself.

I kissed Sally, and said I needed to do something important. I picked one of Ryan’s shirt from the closet and pulled it on, along with some pants.

I visited my old apartment and was greeted with the same smile again; “What’s wrong?”.  “I know everything, you may not have realised but I have access to all Ryan’s memories”, “Oh” came the reply.

“This will be the last time we’ll see each other, but then I think you’ve guessed that…I feel obligated to continue as Ryan since you destroyed his life. Don’t bother trying to tell anyone I don’t think they’ll believe you.” With that I turned and left.

Just Not the Same

 
“Oh –“ I said, stepping into the kitchen and being caught a little bit off-guard by the sexy guy standing there, “Whoa, babe. OK, that was a hot look for last night, but it’s a little extreme for this morning, don’t you think? Why don’t you change back to yourself? Don’t imagine they’ll think to much of you going into work looking like that.”

“Um…” said Kevin, “Baby… There’s kind of – a problem. I can’t… um… change back. The machine isn’t working.”

“The machine isn’t working?” I said, “What the hell do you mean the machine isn’t working? It worked just fine last night when I changed back!”

“Yeah,” said Kevin, “I don’t know. I tried stepping inside this morning, and pulled up the image of my own body, and just – nothing.”

“Oh my god –” I said, “So what? You’re stuck like this? You’re stuck as some 20-something-year-old supermodel muscleboy? Kevin this isn’t funny! What are we going to do! How are we going to explain this?”

“I don’t know,” said Kevin, tears forming in his eyes, “I don’t want to be stuck like this, Jon. I want to go back to normal and just live our lives in our own bodies, the way it was before that stupid machine ever came into our lives! I don’t care if that means I have to be 47 years old again and fat and balding! I know that you love me that way. And this – this is just not me!”

He looked down at his perfectly-toned body, not an ounce of fat, and covered in smooth, deeply-tanned skin.

“Oh, baby,” I said, giving him a hug.

He was right. Hot as he was, it just somehow wasn’t the same. And what would people think of me, a 52 year old guy, hanging around with some stud like this? And if he stayed looking this way, would he even want to be with me any more…?

“I love you no matter what you look like,” I finally said, if only to comfort him, “And we’re gonna get that machine fixed, ok? Uh – why don’t I call into work for you today, and you can just take the day to… well, just rest, maybe. And try not to think about things too much. And when I get home from work, we’re gonna get this fixed. I promise.”

“Thanks, baby,” he said, hugging me back, “I love you.”

I felt my soft belly press up against his tight abs and knew that yes, we had to get this fixed somehow. We couldn’t be together this way. It just wouldn’t work.

“OK,” I said, forcing a smile, “Why don’t you go try the machine again a few more times, I’ll call into work for you, and then we’ll take it from there, all right? I promise you – this is all going to work out, and we’ll be back to normal again. At least, I really hope we will be…”

Coming Out at the Party

 
“I dunno, guys!” shrugged Danny as Brett openly made out with him in front of the other guests, “What can I say? Me and Brett have just really hit it off.”

“Yeah!” said Brett, keeping his arm snugly around Danny’s shoulders, “I know, I know. It’s hard to believe, guys, but I’m gay now. OK? I mean, I always have been, but it just took Danny here to really get me to admit it. I gotta be with him, he’s so fuckin’ cute, and I would never want to hide that from anyone!”

“Aw, Brett!” said Danny, “Thanks baby. You’re such a stud! Anyways, everybody, we’ve really gotta get going. Me and Brett have some… plans. Don’t we, babe?”

Brett sloppily kissed Danny again and gave his ass a squeeze as they walked out the door, leaving all of Brett’s friends completely shocked and speechless. As soon as the boys were in the car and pulling out of the driveway, they both busted out laughing.

“Oh man!” said Danny, “That was fucking amazing! You did an awesome job in there, ‘Brett!’”

“Aw, thanks – did you see the looks on their faces? If only they’d known it was me inside of here – Just ‘that little geeky guy,’ Jesse Cohen!”

The studly Brett Walkins started feeling around his neck, pulling at the skin as it started to separate, revealing a crease where the facemask joined with the Brett bodysuit he was wearing.

“No, no, no!” said Danny, stopping him, “Why don’t you just leave that on? I kinda like you inside of that body, you know.”

“Really?” said Jesse, still holding onto the edges of the facemask, “You like me…?”

“Well… yeah,” said Danny, “I mean, I’ve always liked you, but with this body…”

“Well, if it’s this body that you like,” said Jesse, patting the facemask back down around his neck and pressing it tightly against the bodysuit so that the two joined together snugly, “Then I guess I could keep it for a little bit longer… I’d only planned on just getting him back this one time and then turning him back, but hey. What’s he gonna do about it now that I’m wearing him? Ha! He’s not so tough now, is he!”

“Oh my god,” said Danny, “That is so fucking sexy! Do you mind if I keep calling you Brett though? There’s just something about that for me that adds to it…”

“You can call me whatever you want, dude!” said Jesse, putting on a more confident attitude that fit his straight-boy body perfectly, “And if you ever get tired of Brett here, remember I can always change my look up with a new body just for you!””

Experienced

They told me that they wanted an “experienced” bartender – that they weren’t gonna hire no “19-year-old little twink.” Well, fuck them. I know my drinks, and I know my way behind a bar, but if it’s “experienced” they want, then that’s what they’re gonna get.

Now that I swapped bodies with Kent, their most experienced and most popular bartender, they don’t seem to have any problem with me. Sure, he’s a little bit older, but fuck, he’s hot! And, honestly, I never thought he made very good drinks. It’s no secret that he made all of his tips just by taking off his shirt and looking sexy all night. Trust me, I think I can handle that.

I don’t think he likes being in my younger body, though – and why would he? It’s not like my old body was anything special, and it’s like he has to start from the bottom all over again! Of course, he’s not going to be getting his start at this bar. I’ve talked to the owners and made sure that he’s not allowed back in.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, fellas. I’ve got some drinks to make, but if any of you would like to leave me an “extra” tip tonight, I’d be more than happy to meet you in the back room a little bit later. I’m a fucking well-experienced stud now, and I absolutely plan on making the most of it!

Store Uniform

Jack walked out of the staff locker room at the supplements store in the mall – he flexed and smiled at his reflection in the mirror, DAMN! his arms where huge!

Colin the store manager walked in and sighed at Jack.

“Jack, I know you’re new – what this is your first week? but at this store you must wear all of your uniform. Now go back to the locker room and get the rest of the uniform on.”

Jack wanted to argue the point, but he thought better of it and returned to complete the uniform.

Opening the door to the locker Jack grabbed the mask, he looked a the fleshy mask and walked over to the mirror. He sighed and pulled the mask over his own face, adding 10 years to his appearance. Colin watched from the door as Jack tucked the edges of the mask under the t-shirt.

“Much better” said Colin. Jack wasn’t impressed, he put up with damp smell from the muscle bodysuit but the mask was unpleasant. It still smelt of Danny the the skinny guy who was on the previous shift. Still at least he could use the suit over the weekend.

Five Foot Nothin’

 
“Oh man!” Gary laughed as his friend came around the corner, “What are you, like five foot nothin’ now?”

“Yeah, but – Look, I’ve got all these muscles now!” said Jake, “I can barely fit in this shirt, man. And you should see the dick I gave myself. It’s way hot!”

“I dunno,” said Gary, “Cute, maybe,  but I dunno about ‘hot.’”

“Oh, man!” said Jake, “Why didn’t you tell me you don’t like short guys? Now I’m stuck like this for the next 12 hours until I can try something taller.”

“Aw,  it’s all right little buddy,” Gary said with a wink, “In the meantime, why don’t ya show me what you can do with that little muscleguy body of yours.”

Don’t Mind Me

“Oh, don’t mind me, John. I’m just helping myself to an apple… in your kitchen… and wearing one of your towels around my waist. Oh – and I hope you don’t mind, I’m also using your body, and me and your wife, Lori, just got done fucking like crazy. She’s a good lay, man, and she loved all the new things ‘you’ tried out this afternoon. Anyways, I’ll just be heading out now. I’d go up there if I were you. She might start to wonder why you’ve been down here for so long, and we don’t want her getting suspicious about anything, now do we? Oh, and John, I wouldn’t bother telling her about any of this. She wouldn’t believe you anyway. Catch ya later, buddy!”

Stolen!

This is so cool! thePoshChav, over at YouTube, has made a video based on the captioned image "My Hero." You can read the original caption here, and check out the video below!

Jerk it now…

Ryan was frustrated; he was hitting on Julie, and she was loving it, Ryan was smart, good looking, popular and WOW! he had a great body. But there was something missing for Julie, it was Ryan total lack of rhythm.

Ryan knew the problem, he would always make sure he was doing something else when she wanted to go to the club. Ryan felt he was loosing Julie… It had to be fixed, and soon!

Ryan watched his neighbour dancing and jerkin outside, envious of his skill and rhythm. In the street they spoke, and Tony offered to give Ryan some lessons, they both went to Tony’s basement and Tony started jerkin’ – Ryan tried to copy, but it was obvious that this white jock had no rhythm in his body.

Tony smiled, “How much do you want to dance” he asked. “Man, I’d do anything to be able to dance like you”, Tony smiled and called his friend Marcus.

It wasn’t long before Marcus arrived; a slight black guy wearing a vest and shorts it was evident that he had a tight swimmers body. Tony squeezed his butt as he walked past, Marcus showed Ryan some moves, DAMN! he was good – even better than Ryan.

Tony, suggested that Ryan maybe able to learn through muscle memory. Marcus walked up behind Ryan,  they were about the same height but Ryan had a much more muscular build.

Ryan grabbed Marcus’s wrists and as Marcus moved Ryan tried to keep up and move in time with the music but it was hopeless.

Marcus was getting bored with Ryan stepping on his toes, and then he flashed Tony an evil grin. Tony smiled as Ryan let out a groan, his eyes rolled up and his head flopped forward. Marcus supported the heavy jock and started to push into Ryan.

It didn’t take long before Marcus was all the way in and was looking at Tony through Ryan’s eyes, the jock slipped his hand under his hoody and felt Ryan’s muscular torso. He revelled his abs to Tony tilting his head to one side and smiled, Marcus was already pulling off a perfect act as Ryan.

Ryan tried some moves; smooth and with perfect timing just as Marcus had moments earlier. Walking up to Tony the jock gave him a kiss and went upstairs to the garden, outside they turned up the music and Ryan was jerkin to perfection….

.…. after about 30 minutes Ryan took Tony’s hand and left him up to Ryan’s bedroom, inside Marcus ignored the screams and pushed Ryan’s consciousness into a deep sleep.

Marcus knew that he’d be living in this white boys body for a while and I think Tony would be enjoying it as much as he was.

The Poolboy

"Hola, señor, I am here to do the fixing of the pool?" said Miguel in a heavy accent as Jimmy opened the door.

"Oh --" said Jimmy, momentarily caught off-guard, "I didn't know Shaun had -- called anybody -- Didn't know the pool was --"

"Si, señor. Was Shaun was call me!"

"Well --" said Jimmy, his eyes blatantly fixated on the poolboy's barely-covered chest, "Uh, let me show you to the pool then, uh, Miguel was it? Um -- you didn't need anything to drink or anything did you? A water -- or a beer?"

"I am make you uncomfortable, señor?" Miguel asked, following Jimmy into the kitchen.

"Me? Uncomfortable? Uh -- no. No. Just, uh, didn't expect anybody today, that's all."

"Is ok if you touch, yes?" said Miguel, looking down at his pecs, "I see you have been looking."

"Oh!" said Jimmy, "No, no, no! I'm sorry, why don't I just show you to the pool?"

Miguel took Jimmy's hand and placed it on one his pecs, dropping one of the shoulder straps of his coveralls to expose all of the full, smooth, meaty muscle. Jimmy shivered, letting out a deep breath.

"I shouldn't be doing this --" said Jimmy, taking a handful of Miguel's pecs as the poolboy flexed them and made them bounce up and down. He had incredible control over them.

"Is señor have a wife?" asked Miguel.

"No -- uh, it's not quite like that," said Jimmy, blushing.

"Oh, señor has... husband?" Miguel chuckled.

"Uh, sorta --" said Jimmy, now running his hands all over Miguel's tight little body, "Listen, can we not --"

"Not what?" said Miguel, his voice suddenly changing in mid-sentence, dropping the heavy accent, "Not talk about Shaun?"

Jimmy froze, instantly dropping his hands and pulling back from the poolboy.

"Oh my god!" he stammered, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"

The poolboy dropped his coveralls completely, revealing a thick, uncut latino dick with a pair of big, heavy balls to match.

"You like what you see, señor?" he said, feeling for something around his waist.

Then, he started pulling at his torso, and Jimmy watched in horror as it started to come loose around the edges, and obvious crease appearing as the poolboy began to slowly peel it up, revealing a hairy, slightly soft belly underneath. He kept pulling at the torso, just as if he was taking of a T-shirt, feeling the suction release it separated from his own skin.

"Shaun!" said Jimmy, "But how --"

With a final tug, Shaun pulled the torso over his head and tossed in on the floor. Then, he began to work on the facemask, again feeling for the crease, and then slowly peeling it up and over his own face. He threw it in the pile with the torso. Now, he was standing there with just Miguel's toned legs, complete with the sexy uncut dick. From the waist up, though, he was undeniably Shaun.

"You know, Jimmy," he said, "Before you even say anything, let me just tell you this. This may be the first time you're seeing me like this, but this isn't the first time I've caught you. Remember the newspaper delivery boy the other day? Or the 'high school jock' that stopped by to do some fundraising? And what about the guy you met up with for drinks last Friday? Didn't you think his online profile was a little bit too good to be true? And didn't you think it was a bit convenient that I've found an excuse to be out of the house all of these times?"

"Shaun --" said Jimmy, hopelessly, "I can explain --"

"You don't have to explain," said Shaun, pulling up the coveralls and collecting the pieces of the poolboy suit he had thrown on the floor, "Because we're through. The only good thing is that I've got a whole closet full of these suits now -- and maybe I can actually have some fun with them now, instead of using them to catch my boyfriend cheating on me!"

All That's Important

"Gosh, I love you in this body," said Daniel, draping a well-defined arm over his partner's shoulder, "So tall, dark, and handsome! And you already know that I love that fur on your chest. It's so masculine! You're hot, babe!"

"Aw, Danny," said Jerry, looking down at his muscular boyfriend, "You know I think you look hot, too. That little body fits you so well. Honestly, I don't know how you squeezed all of yourself inside of there, but it looks so damn good!"

"Little!" chuckled Daniel, who was used to being the taller one in the relationship, "Who ya callin' little?"

Jerry laughed, using his new height and strength to pull Daniel in towards him.

"But you know what?" he said, "I thought you were hot even before we got these suits. You know that, right? I love the guy that's on the inside."

He placed a hand on one of Daniel's smooth, tight pecs.

"I know that, babe," said Daniel, "And I promise, we don't have to wear the suits all the time. But for now... it just makes me feel so much better about myself."

"Whatever makes you happy, babe," said Jerry, giving Daniel a kiss, "That's all that's important."