Comic Book

I can’t believe Tom stole my body and just left me here in his! God, I’m stick-thin now, and I’m sure he’s loving having all of my muscles, and being so athletic and popular.

He’s probably at football practice right now, using my body to command the field like I usually do, and here I am, alone in his dorm room, reading his comic books. I mean, it's not like I'm a huge fan of comic books, I just couldn't really think of anything else to do. Maybe I’ll just read a few more pages and then go down to the football field and try to get my body back from him.

Don’t really know what’s so great about football anyhow, just a bunch of meatheads throwing around a ball. And, anyways, I’m almost done with this comic book, so maybe I’ll just get started on the next one and wait for Tom to get back to the dorms tonight before I try to get my body back.

You know, maybe I should just wait a few days, actually. He’s a lot bigger than I am, and the last thing I want to do is piss him off. Plus, he’ll be tired after coming home from football practice so I should probably just let him rest. Yeah, I’ll do that. Just give it a couple of days. OK! Done with this comic book, time to start the next one!

Ready For Our Run

“Hey, man!” said Kyle, “Ready for our run?”

“Well it’s about time!” said Jake, “What took you so long to get here, man? Said you left your house 45 minutes ago.”

“Yeah, I… uh… ran into something,” said Kyle, “Sorry about that.”

“OK…” said Jake, “And, going shirtless today?”

“Yep,” Kyle said with a cocky grin.

“Well then what was all that the other day, talking about how you work out for the health benefits and not so you can ‘show off’ and all of that? Said you didn’t want people to look at you like a piece of meat, and now here you are with no shirt and those tiny shorts. Where did you even get those things, man?”

“I never said any of those things,” said Kyle confidently, “I’m fuckin’ hot, and I wanna show it off. That OK?”

“I guess,” said Jake, “I don’t know. Dude, let’s just go for our run. Hope you don’t mind, I’m going to wear a shirt.”

“Yeah, about that –” said Kyle

Suddenly, a smaller kid, no older than 15 or 16 years old, jumped out from behind the corner. Catching Jake off-guard, he was able to knock him to the ground.

“Get him!” said Kyle.

The smaller kid began to speak a strange language and then disappeared into Jake’s flesh. Jake rose from the floor, now under the control of the young kid.

“Nice!” said the new Jake, “Sweet!”

“Yeah!” said Kyle, “Looks good on you, man! Now let’s see what he’s been hiding under that shirt!”

The new Jake proudly tore off his shirt, revealing a tight, muscular body. He grinned with his handsome smile.

“Awesome!” said Kyle, “Can’t believe we saw these guys jogging around our neighborhood all the time, and now we’ve got their bodies! And we’re way hot!”

“Fuck yeah!” said the new Jake with a smile, “So, are you ready for our run?”

Tattooed

“You know, man, I’m glad to see you finally starting to get some work done,” said Mike as he carefully tattooed Justin’s sculpted bicep, “To be honest with you, I didn’t think you ever would. All those times you came in here with your brother, you said you’d never get any tattoos yourself – and now here you are getting a second one!”

“Well,” said Justin with a smirk, “I’ve, uh… changed my mind, I guess you could say. I think the tats are a great way to show off my muscles a little bit. Makes ‘em look even cooler.”

“I guess you could say that,” Mike chuckled, “Guess I’d definitely want to show off a little bit too if I looked like you.”

Justin leaned back in the chair and smiled. Since he’d swapped bodies with his straight-laced older brother, he couldn’t wait to change him into a bad-ass tattooed stud.

“Hey, Mike,” he said, “You do piercings here too, right?”

“Wow man! Thinking about piercings, too?” said Mike, “You really have changed your mind about all of this stuff!”

“Oh yeah,” said Justin, “I definitely have!”

Washes Right Off

“Hey, Josh, are you ready –” Ryan said, stepping into the bathroom and catching his friend standing in front of the sink with a bar of soap, “Oh! Sorry, dude – Um… whoa. Wow. I’ve never seen you, uh, in-between before.”

“It’s fine!” Josh laughed, “I’m almost done. You can watch if you want. See, it’s just like I told you – it washes right off. When I put this stuff on, it makes me look like a black guy, and as soon as I wash it off, I’m back to just being me again.”

“Man, I still can’t believe it,” said Ryan, “It’s kinda like I have two friends now. I can’t believe it changes your face and your voice and everything. Hey – does it even change your…”

“Yeah,” said Josh, dropping his boxers in front of his friend and displaying a huge 9 inch black cock, “It even changes that.”

As he took the bar of soap to it and lathered up and down the shaft, it began to change shape in his hands, becoming a more modest 6 inches. It changed color from a deep black to a light pink.

“All right dude,” he said, “I’m gonna hop in the shower and wash the rest of this off. I’ll be done in like 10 minutes, then we can head out to the mall. I’ve gotta be back in like 2 hours though -- ‘Jamal’ has a date and I’ll need some time to change!”

Duplicates

“Guys, come on!” said Jeff, “Wake up!”

“Dude,” said Tom, rolling over onto his back, “Can’t you let us just sleep in for once?”

“Seriously,” said Luke, “I didn’t get home until like 4am last night because you wanted me to go out to that party for you.”

“OK, fine,” said Jeff, “Luke, you can sleep in a little bit. What’s your excuse, Tom? I need you to go to my 9 o’clock class and take that test for me today. I didn’t give you these suits so you could just lay around all day! If you can’t handle it, then you can take it off right now and I’ll find somebody else to be my assistant!”

“All right, all right,” said Tom, stretching out, “I’ll go to your class for you today.”

He had to admit, it was nice waking up in a duplicate of Jeff’s slim, toned body instead of his usual fat, flabby one.

“That’s more like it,” said Jeff, “And hey – if you do good on the test, maybe I’ll let you go on that date I’m supposed to go on tonight. I don’t really want to go, anyhow. This guy’s starting to bore me, but I bet you could at least get a good fuck out of it.”

“Gee, thanks,” said Tom.

“Careful, Tom,” said Jeff, “I meant what I said about finding another assistant. If you don’t want to do this any more, then I’m sure there are tons of guys lined up waiting to take your place!”

“SMS” by Nemo

Jack and Bill slowly drew apart from their kiss. They said nothing for a moment, just enjoying looking into each other's eyes, while Jack continued to slowly massage Bill's cock through his bright red pants.

"You know what's going to happen if you keep doing that." said Bill
"Fine by me." said Jack "I think I've recovered enough from last night to go again." and he leant in and kissed Bill again, pushing his tongue deep into Bill's mouth. The two men kissed passionately for another minute, while Jack's rhythm became gradually faster. Eventually Bill drew back and placed his hand on top of Jack's, stopping his motion,

"Hold that thought. I need to freshen up first. I'll be back in 5 minutes" and he rolled off the bed and headed out the bedroom. He paused at the door and looked back at Jack and gave him a quick wink before he closed the door behind him.

Jack sighed and laid back on the bed, his hand now straying to his own boner, idly rubbing it while he thought of what Bill would soon be doing to him. His pleasantly erotic dreaming was interrupted by his iPhone vibrating. He checked for a second that the bedroom door was closed and then reached over and picked up his iPhone. There was a new message from his buddy Rob.

<hwz yor wknd goin bro> asked Rob. Jack smirked, Rob had no idea how well his weekend was going. He sent a message back

<amazn bro. I finalE got my h&z on a muscle Bod suit...> sent Jack, waiting for a response from Rob

<n f'n way! Waht do U L%k lIk?> Jack thought for a second and then held his phone out at arms length and snapped a picture of himself stretched out the bed and sent it on to Rob

<Youre a f'n stud, dud!> sent Rob.

<BetA thN bn a skinny twink> replied Jack <bt U shud c d muscle bear huz Bin f'n me aL wknd.>

<Im so f'n jealous. cn U git me a Bod suit t%?> sent Rob

<weL c.> replied Jack, deliberatly teasing Rob <Got 2 go. My muscle stud'll b bak 4 a feck s%n.>

<cum round my plAc 2nt & teL me aL bout it.> sent Rob. Jack smiled at the phone and turned it off. He didn't want any interruptions when Bill came back. He returned to his gentle masturbation, while he waited for Bill.

Down the hall and safely behind a locked bathroom door, Bill looked at the last message on his own iPhone. "So you're expecting your muscle stud back for a fuck soon, ehh ?" He muttered to himself. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, a face that Jack would have recognised not as Bill's but as Rob's. "Well I guess I can't disappoint my buddy, can I?" he asked himself and he picked up the mask of Bill's face that was lying on the counter-top and pulled it down over his own face. He adjusted his new face in the mirror, until he was sure that his mask was firmly in place. He ran a hand over his new beard and then down his hairy chest. "Well you're muscle bear's all ready Jack" he said to himself and he turned and headed back to the unsuspecting Jack.

“Ticked!” by Nemo

Josh was taken aback when without any warning, his boyfriend Alex leant over and pinned his arms to the bed. At first he thought Alex was just teasing him, but as he tried to get loose and Alex used his full body weight to restrain him, Josh began to worry "Baby, what's the matter?" Josh asked.

"Don't call me 'baby'" growled Alex as he pushed Josh down hard into the bed.

"But Lex... I don't understand, what's wrong?" asked Josh, still wriggling his body under Alex in a futile attempt to get free.

"You know what's wrong." said Alex "You just need to admit it. But don't think you're fooling me for one more second."

"Look Lex, baby..." Whatever Josh was trying to say was interrupted as Alex backhanded him across his face, with a loud thwack. Josh paused, surprise and hurt on his face "Alex." he began

Alex interrupted "I told you. Don't call me 'baby' or 'Lex', only Josh gets to call me that and you're not Josh."

Josh stopped struggling and became very still underneath Alex. "Now Alex, I don't know what's wrong, but of course I'm Josh. I don't think you must be feeling well. Maybe we should take you to the ER and get you checked out."

"There's nothing wrong with me." replied Alex in a chillingly quiet voice. "I'm not going mad, so don't try to suggest I am. I know you're not Josh. Something's been off all morning and there's no way Josh acts like you just did in bed. So," he continued "since I know you're not Josh, you might as well admit it and tell me how you've done it."

Alex started struggling again "I am Josh. Alex, how can I convince you?"

"You can't convince me, because I know you'd be lying. Now how did you do it? Are you some sort of shape shifter? Is it plastic surgery? Have you got scars?" and as he said this Alex, reached out with his free hand and forcibly tried to turn Josh's head sideways into the bed. Josh resisted as hard as he could, pushing his head back against Alex's hand. The two men fought for a minute before Alex overpowered Josh and slammed his head down against the bed, but as he did so there was a small but distinct ripping noise. Both men went still for a second and then Josh's struggles doubled.

Alex however held the upper hand and kept Josh pinned down. He looked at the side of Josh's neck where a small slit had appeared after the ripping noise. Despite Josh's mumbled protests he reached out with his finger and poked it into the slit. Initially he felt only a small pocket under the skin, no bigger than his finger tip. As he pushed a bit harder, his whole finger slid under the skin of Josh's neck. He could feel a smooth, slightly sticky surface on the underside of Josh's 'skin', while underneath that he could feel stubbled skin. He slid his finger out and rubbed his index finger against his thumb. Despite the slightly sticky feeling, there was no residue on his finger. He looked down at Josh's neck where there was still only a small slit.

"So what's your explanation for this then?" asked Alex, gesturing at Josh's neck. Josh refused to answer and just stared at the bed, his struggles now stopped as all the fight had left him. Alex grunted at Josh's refusal to answer him and turned his attention back to Josh's neck. He poked the slit again, this time pushing his index and middle finger against the slit. After a moment's resistance, he got both fingers under the slit and thrust them in to the hilt. He pumped his fingers back and forth a few times to loosen things up. Then he spread his fingers wide, parting the upper layer from its adhesion to the underlying surface. As he worked vigorously he was able to slip in another finger and then another until he got his whole hand under the slit. Throughout all this, Josh lay still, making small whimpering noises.

With his whole hand under the skin of Josh's neck, Alex was able to pull the upper layer up and away, as it seemed to get stretchier as it was released. As he lifted his hand up, air entered through the slit, making a farting noise. With the extra air under the upper layer, Alex got a glimpse of skin underneath, pale stubbeled skin. "You fucker." breathed Alex "This is a mask, isn't it?" Not waiting for a reply, Alex thrust half his forearm under the mask, forcing his fingers around the back of 'Josh's' head. He levered the mask forwards, so it slipped off 'Josh's' head, with a rubbery 'slurp'. As soon as the mask came free in Alex's hand, it sprang back into shape and for a second Alex was looking at the empty eyed face of his lover. He turned his gaze to the face of the man he still had pinned to the bed.

The face revealed from under the mask, was pale and very sweaty with lank hair pushed forwards over his face from the mask's removal. Alex roughly pushed the hair away and then recognition slowly dawned on his face. "You're that guy from downstairs aren't you? What's your name you little weasel? Wait it's ehrmm... Kevin. That's it, Kevin." said Alex. Kevin nodded once, not yet sure what to say. Alex paused for a second and then exploded, his face only inches away from Kevin's he screamed at him "What the fuck do you think you were doing, you sick fucker. Where the fuck do you get off dressing up as my boyfriend and trying to trick me into bed?" and he pushed the mask in his hand into Kevin's face "Halloween was last month you little fucker." he finished, his murderous rage dying down for the moment.

Kevin swallowed, trying to judge if Alex actually wanted an answer or if he was better off staying quiet. Eventually he decided that he'd best say something and so he cleared his mouth "I....I'm sorry." he managed to splutter "I just wanted to be with you so much, and I knew there was no way you'd ever look at a guy like me...." he trailed off into nervous silence.

Alex looked at him, disgust plain on his face "What? You're after sympathy from me? After this sick, twisted..." his face contorted as he spoke "I don't even have the words to describe this fucking stunt. God you make me ill." and he got off Kevin and stood up. Kevin waited a second, fearing another blow to the head, but none came. Cringing, he slowly stood up as well and then reached down to pick up the Josh mask. Alex's hand shot out and grabbed Kevin's arm, twisting viciously, forcing Kevin to his knees.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked Alex, each word punctuated by another twist to Kevin's arm. Kevin writhed in pain and whimpered but was too scared to make too much noise. Kevin managed to force out a sentence.

"I... I was going to go." he muttered, "Please, p..please let go. You're hurting me."

"This is nothing you little turd." said Alex "But that's beside the point. I know you're going, but what planet are you living on that makes you think you're going to leave looking like Josh? Now, drop the mask before I break your fucking arm." Kevin dropped the mask like it was red hot and Alex hauled him to his feet. "And the rest." he said.

"The rest?" asked Kevin. Alex didn't even blink, he simply grabbed Kevin by the throat and pinned him up against the wall. With a slight grunt, he managed to lift Kevin so his feet were dangling, the tips just touching the ground. Kevin began to turn red and started clawing at Alex's arm. Alex ignored him. "Do you think I'm extra stupid or something? " he asked the breathless Kevin "Not content with trying to convince me you were my actual boyfriend, now you think I'll buy that that's your real body? What, you just happened to get the same tatts Josh did? That's no more your body that mask is your real face." He looked at Kevin who was nearly unconscious and let go. Kevin slid down the wall, breathing heavily.

Alex stood over Kevin, glaring at him while Kevin coughed and spluttered. Eventually Kevin managed to stand up again. He didn't waste any time and as soon as he was upright, he put both hands to his neck and worked his finger tips under the suit. As with the mask, the suit was firmly stuck to Kevin's body, but as he freed more and more of the suit he was able to start stretching the neck wider and wider until it was big enough to slip down over Kevin's skinny shoulders. He pulled the neck down with both hands until he couldn't pull it down any further. Then he worked one hand free of the suit and then the other. With both hands free and under the watchful glare of Alex, Kevin was able to move a bit faster. As he worked the suit lower and lower down his body, the suit began to pool inside out on the floor around his ankles. As he worked his feet free and let go the suit snapped back into place with a slithering sound. Kevin looked down almost wistfully at the suit, before pulling on the now too large jeans and T-shirt he's worn as Josh. With his head down he turned and headed for the door.

Alex stepped in front of him. "OK you little turd. You should consider yourself lucky that I don't want the police sniffing around my life right now or I've have you locked up as the twisted little pervert you are. And because I don't want another assault charge to deal with, I'm not going to beat the crap out of you." Alex turned and opened the door to the apartment and Kevin started to stumble through, holding his jeans up with one hand. As he began to cross the threshold, Alex leant forward and spoke quietly to him "But I'm going to be watching you, and if I see you looking at me or my boyfriend ever again, then I'll take my chances with the assault charge. Understand?" Kevin looked at Alex and shrank away from the look in his eyes. He nodded, not trusting himself to speak. "Good." said Alex "In fact I think it's best I don't see you around anymore, so from now on, why don't you use the stairs and even better, start looking for a new apartment." As Kevin nodded again and left the apartment, Alex put his foot in the square of Kevin's back and pushed him out the door and then slammed it behind him.

With Kevin out the way, Alex stepped over to the floor of the bedroom and collected his shorts and tank top, pulling them both on. He looked at the clock and then down at the Josh suit and mask lying on the floor. Josh would be back soon and Alex didn't enjoy the prospect of explaining to Josh how he'd nearly been tricked into sleeping with a Josh imposter. He picked up the suit, still inside out and shook it the right way round and then collected the Josh mask from the floor. After a moment’s thought he shoved them both in a gym bag and then headed out the apartment. He didn't go far, simply crossing the hall in the building until he was standing in front of their neighbour’s apartment. He let himself in with a spare key not even bothering to knock.

As he entered the apartment he was already calling out. "Hey! You’re not going to believe what's happened. That little fucker from downstairs, Kevin, only managed to get himself a Josh suit and nearly tricked me into sleeping with him." He walked into the bedroom of the apartment and lifted the Josh mask out of the gym bag, holding it up with one hand inside of it. "I mean look at this thing. I nearly bought it as well, but bad luck for him I caught a whiff of that suit smell. He mustn't have washed for a while and I recognised the smell coming from the suit." Alex looked down at the bed where another Alex was strapped firmly to the bed. But this new Alex was noticeably thinner than the other Alex, his muscles wasted by months of being forcibly bed-bound and he had a scruffy beard and longer hair. The bound Alex glared at the old Alex, but the leather gag in his mouth stopped him from saying anything.

The old Alex turned to the closet and opened the door. He took the Josh suit out of his gym bag and hung it on a spare hanger, while the Josh mask was popped onto a conveniently handy wig stand.  The hanger went onto a rail, next to several other similarly laden hangers and the mask and its stand onto an equally full shelf. Alex paused for a second and then reached to the rail and lifted down another body-suit. He turned back from the closet to the bed and held the suit up for size in front of the bound Alex. He looked back and forward from one to another and then spoke. "You know, you've nearly lost enough bulk to fit into your new body. Another inch or so off your biceps and chest and I think you'll be ready." he said, reaching down and pinching the bound Alex's chest. The bound Alex writhed helplessly, fury evident in his eyes and from his muffled grunts. "I think we can step up the hypno-tapes." the free Alex continued "After all we'll want your personality to match your new body.... my old body. You know Josh asked after me, well the old me, only the other day. Won't it be nice when you can take my place and everything can go back to normal?" He laughed as the bound Alex nearly snapped his own back, trying to get free.

"Anyway, I can't spend all day chatting, I've got to get back and get ready for Josh, the real Josh, to get home." He picked up the mask of Josh one last time. "Poor Kevin" he said with mock sincerity "I guess he didn't know, you can't trick a trickster." and putting the mask back on the shelf, he closed the closet door and headed out the apartment, whistling happily, ignoring the muffled cries of his captive.

Its a lottery

Joel couldn’t believe his luck, he’d pulled the short straw at the club, it was his turn tonight. As it was the last draw of the night he could have Rick for the rest of the weekend.

It was a 17 year olds dream.

Joel was watching Rick all evening, dancing with cute girls, drinking hanging out with the guys just like any other 23 year old jock. His grey t-shirt hugged his pecs and biceps 100% pure jock but Joel knew that currently inside the hot jock was Sally a 34 year old lesbian and her time was almost up.

Joel sidled up behind Rick, he glanced in a mirror and compared his size with Rick, why did he wear that checked shirt “dork” he thought to himself.



Joel leaned forward and whispered into Rick’s ear; then he pushed in hard, Rick gasped his shoulders pulled back and his chest expanded almost bursting the shirt, Sally was expelled and disappeared into the crowd.

Joel flexed in Rick’s body and turned to continue to chat with the girl, he leaned forward and kissed her.



She leaned forward and whispered “I need to get fucked…” she cupped Joel’s dick and balls.. “and I can see you’re ready to go!”

DogSuit

“Yeah, Yeah.. I know the house is impossible to get into; tens of security guards posted 24/7, but we need to get this kid – I need to get in this kid. With his wealth, his family name who knows what future he has!”

“Jack, I’ve found a way into the house, and I need your help - check your email I’ve sent a picture.”



“What you’ve stolen his dog?”

“Yeah, I took it from the dog walker”

“So what you gonna do? Train it to take out all the guards and open the doors?”

“Shut up! just come over and I’ll show you”

Jack arrived and was surprised to see Bruno the dog asleep, Romeo just smiled and rested his foot on the dog’s side – it collapsed inwards as he put pressure on it..

“You’re joking!” exclaimed Jack

“No I need someone to return the dog to the house, who knows you might even get a reward! Once I’m inside the house I can get alone with John and take him by surprise.”

Jack watched as Romeo removed the collar from the dog and then his own clothes.

Pulling open the dogs powerful jaws Romeo started to squeeze into Bruno. It was tough, tight but Romeo’s body was gulped down the dogs throat; swallowed up by the powerful animal bit by bit.

Finally only Romeo’s head remained, Jack stood there with his mouth open and then he blinked a couple of time in disbelief.

Walking over Jack pulled Bruno’s heavy set head over Romeo’s, there was a sucking noise as Romeo’s face was pulled into Bruno’s. The dogs empty eyes suddenly blinked and Romeo’s blue eyes look out, another couple of blinks and the blue eyes returned to Bruno’s black eyes.

The dog squirmed out of Jack grasp and backed off growling and showing its fearsome teeth, hell even the hair on Bruno’s back was lifting.

Jack backed away as Bruno approached barking loudly. Then just as quickly as it started Bruno stopped, sat down and started panting, his huge tongue flopping out the side of his mouth.

It took a couple of gulps and spoke “Haha – I fooled you, I have all the dog’s memories – I know the house inside out!” it said with Romeo’s voice.

“Now put the collar back on and take me back to the house, hopefully it won’t be long before I’m out of this dog skin and into John.”

Jack secured the collar and clipped on the lead before taking Bruno back to the house. Jack was rewarded and Romeo in the guise of Bruno was in the house.

Read part two here

“Programming Complete” by Nemo

 
Steve stood at attention, his body held rigid, his eyes open but unseeing. Around him his roomies were frenetically giving his life an overhaul and he stood oblivious to it all. While Max was replacing Steve's 'Glee', Ricky Martin and Brittany Spears posters with sporting posters and a Pirelli calendar, Jason was emptying all Steve's old clothes into a bag and filling his closet and drawers with A&F tops, sportswear, running shoes. The supply of candy was replaced with a supply of energy bars and a huge jar of protein powder.

The pair had already hacked into Steve's computer and changed all his bookmarks, his iPod playlist and created a new face-book and email account, complete with on-line friends they’d made up just for him. Throughout it all Steve just stood still and paid no attention to the activity around him.

Eventually the pair ground to a halt. Jason turned to Max "I think that's it dude. Not a trace of the old Stephen remains."

"Totally Bro and instead plenty of evidence of the new improved Steve. You know he's going to be such a better room-mate since we did this."

"Hell yeah!" agreed Jason "I was fed up with the little fairy prancing around the place. It was giving us a bad name. But not for much longer."

"And you're sure this'll work." asked Max

"Completely. Look we've hacked the main university computer, so they think the old Stephen transferred out and we've arranged the perfect back-story for the new improved Steve. Now he's a mature student who's an ex-marine. The hypno-programme I've had running in his ears will have wiped and replaced his personality and the bio-suit will have bonded to his body by tomorrow. Trust me, this is fool-proof."

"I wish I cold be as sure as you. Still we've gone this far, we may as well finish it. Do you want to do the honours?" asked Max.

Jason just nodded and walked up to Steve. He popped the earphones out of Steve's ears and turned off the iPod, slipping it into his own pocket. Steve still stood at attention, eyes fixed on the distance, giving no sign that he was aware of the other guys. Jason stepped back and snapped his fingers in front of Steve. Steve blinked his eyes and then focused on Jason for the first time in hours. "Hey roomie, sorry I think I zoned out for a sec." said Steve, he paused for a second while he searched his memories "So are we still on for hitting the gym?" he continued.

Jason nodded "Yeah, cool. Why don't you grab your kit and then we can all head out together." Steve grunted in acknowledgement and turned to his drawers, pulling out his gym kit without any sign that his new life was different from his old one. Max sidled up to Jason and whispered "Dude it's totally working."

"Told you it would." replied Jason, quietly "You really should know better than to doubt me. So what do you think of the new improved, stud bodied, straight acting Steve?"

"Dude it's such an improvement... wait what do you mean straight acting? I though we agreed to get rid of all that faggy shit?" asked Max

"Well, it seemed such a waste of the old Stephen's talents. Don't worry, the new Steve's not going to bringing any dudes back here, but I did leave a couple of extra commands in his programming. Watch." and Jason turned to Steve "Hey Bro, before we hit the gym, how about a quick blow-job?"

Steve didn't even bat an eyelid at Jason's request. "Sure dude, no trouble." he said ambling over to where Jason was standing and dropping to his knees. As Max looked on in astonishment, Steve calmly worked Jason's cock free from his pants and slipped it into his mouth. As he eagerly bobbed up and down, Jason's eyes began to flicker with pleasure and he lowered himself down onto his bed, while Steve kept up the work on his cock.

"Dude this is fucked up!" yelled Max, "I didn't agree to this shit."

Jason placed a hand on Steve's head, temporarily stopping his motion on his cock. "Sorry Bro, but like I said, you can't waste talent like this." he smiled at Max "You know maybe you'd feel better if you came over here and joined in. Why don't you just come over and bury your face in my ass."

The angry expression on Max's face disappeared, replaced by a happy, if slightly empty, smile "Sure dude, no trouble" he replied in the exact same tone Steve had used to Jason's request for a blow-job. As the two studs busied themselves pleasuring Jason he lay back and thought again how lucky he was to have the genius he needed to make his life just the way he wanted. The hypon-tapes worked perfectly as both Steve and the clueless Max were currently demonstrating and the bio-suits gave anyone the body he wanted them to have. He ran a hand over his own firm pecs and six-pack and tried to remember what his old body had been like, but it had been so long since he'd bonded to his own suit, he couldn't recall a thing. As his enslaved room-mates brought him to the brink of climax all his thoughts melted away and he gave himself over to pure pleasure.

“All’s Fair…” by Nemo

 
Greg tapped Lee on the arm "Hey guys look over there." he said, directing his buddies gaze to tent "I think the gimp show's about to start. Do you fancy taking a look?" he asked with a sly smile.

"I don't know." said a Lee, with an anxious grin "Don't you think we should just keep a low profile and stay well away from them?"

"Yeah, Greg" added their other buddy Tom "I don't think it's a good idea to taunt them like that."

Greg reached over and grabbed Tom's nipple, twisting firmly as he did so. He leant in close to Tom "It's Sir or Master while we look like this. Remember?" he asked twisting harder. Tom who had tears in his eyes, just nodded.

"Whoa? You felt that?" asked Lee, looking at Tom, who was rubbing his abused nipple gently.

"He certainly did." said Greg, reaching out and squeezing Lee's nipples, more gently than he had Tom's. Greg grinned at the look of surprised pleasure on Lee's face "Told you these suits were the best. Believe me, you'll feel everything in them." Greg's hand strayed down from Lee's chest to his jockstrap and he gave Lee's junk a quick squeeze through the leather. "Everything." he repeated. He dropped his hand from Lee's crotch and addressed both men "Now let me make this clear. As long as we look like this, we have to behave like we're expected to. And that means that when I tell my two boys to do something, they do it, unless they want to make their master mad." he finished with a growl.

Lee and Tom looked at each other, exchanging glances. Tom still looked wary, while Lee had a look of mounting excitement rising in his eyes. After a moment the two men nodded to each other and then turned to Greg and nodded to him in unison. "I'm glad you're both with me." said Greg and he reached out and grabbed them both by their harnesses, one in each hand. He pulled them in towards him, one at a time and kissed them both roughly.

He let them go and addressed them. "OK boys, now we'll go and watch the gimp show. I want to see the look in their eyes when they see us standing there in copies of their bodies, while they're helpless to act. And don't worry, those full body leather suits they're locked into mean that no-one will suspect we've replaced them. And once we've enjoyed the show and the rest of the fair, well we'll go and give these suits a full workout." He swatted Lee and Tom on the ass and moved them closer to the entertainment.

Do you think I’ll fit?

Kevin supported the bodybuilder between them.


“This guy’s got prospects but our regular player broke his leg yesterday and Max here has a semi to be at the end of the week so we need a substitute to wear him, someone who knows Max and has bodybuilding experience.”

“But he’s a bit smaller than me will I fit?”

“These suits are made by a pro, you will always fit!”

“Lets get you suited up my friend, you’ll have to stay in the suit for the week, live his live for the time being.”

Kevin slipped the bodybuilder under his arm and they both went to a private room.

While Kevin was locking the door, Andy was stripping. Standing naked Andy picked up the suit and pulled the mouth open.

Kevin put his hand on Andy’s shoulder… “hold on a minute that’s not how this is going to work.”

Kevin slipped off his black hoody and dropped his shorts, he flexed his huge body.

“You know Kevin been Max’s coach for 6 years now I think he knows Max better than anyone.”

Andy was a little confused hearing Kevin refer to himself in the third person, but in those next few minutes all became clear.

Sticking his fingers in his mouth he pulled out and up, Kevin’s face contorted and with a sucking sound released its grip on the face and head of the occupant.

Thick black matted hair and an unshaven face appeared from his mouth, as the occupant slowly pulled himself from Kevin’s giant frame it was evident that he was much younger, maybe only 23 years old.

The guy struggled pulling the hulking frame from his own, discarding it like a like a used piece of clothing.

Andy looked at the guy then at the shapeless form of flesh and muscle on the floor; his close friend for the past five years.

The guy smiled at Andy, a cocky sideways smile that Andy recognised from Kevin. “I’m actually Dave… as you’ve probably guessed..” he scratched his chin.. “I’ve been in there for quite a while now.”
“Yeah, I guessed that…” replied Kevin, Dave’s BO was strong and Andy was trying not to get a hard on.

Dave continued “You see I know Max really well and erm… you know me very well.. haha, well maybe not as well as you thought, but you get the idea!”

Picking up Max, Dave climbed in the black stud – he was right it fitted perfectly. Max flexed and posed just as he always had.

Max beamed at Andy “well I feel like a new man – just need my buddy and coach now” he flashed a wink at Andy.

Andy didn’t need to be asked twice, in a flash he was pulling on Kevin’s huge frame. The inside was damp and Dave’s BO was strong, blowing up into Andy’s face as he pushed more of himself into the suit. With a final smile at Max, Andy pulled the Kevin’s face over his own.

Max walked over and looked up into Kevin’s eyes; “you know that no one knows about Dave and Kevin. Dave took over Kevin’s life about four years ago. I think I pulled it off, you didn’t notice when I took over.”

Max looked up at Kevin, resting his chin on his huge pecs; “So you’ll have to be Kevin and I’ll have to be Andy dressed up in Max – I think we know each other well enough?”

Looking in the mirror Kevin flexed and Max jerked the raging hard on… “There’s something I need to talk to you later; about Kevin and Max’s relationship, but in the meantime we’d better get back out there otherwise people will talk.”

They both got dressed and returned to the gym.

People crowded around Max, slapping him on the back and shouting “Andy, Andy…”

Kevin just smiled desperately trying to calm down his hard on…