Fantasy Come True - Part 3

“Mm” I mumbled out; I’d forgotten to close the shades and the sun had already come to wake me up from a wonderful dream…

I allowed my eyes to remain closed a bit longer; hoping that maybe my beautiful dream would come back but after a couple minutes… No luck and I reached a hand up to my face to rub my eye and sat up in bed.

I yawned then ran a hand along my face, trying to fully wake up when I felt something rough brush my skin; I slowly ran a hand a long my cheek again and…. Well, there was facial hair, something I didn’t have! I looked around to see that I was still in Will’s room and I rushed to the bathroom to see my beautiful reflection.

“Good mornin’ stud.” I said as I cocked a cheeky smile, winked, then raised my fingers to my lips, kissing them then pressing them to my reflection’s.

It was still weird to think of Will’s lips as “mine”, or anything of his for that matter, I ran a hand slowly into my boxers to adjust myself, but mostly just to feel that glorious package again… I still felt a little weird just feeling Will up like this, but I mean… he pretty much gave me permission to do this kind of thing…

I felt my little friend getting excited, so I decided to try a few poses in the mirror and smiled as I couldn’t resist playing with that wonderful cock anymore.

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After some play with my new toy, I walked towards the kitchen to find something to eat; I allowed a hand to run itself a long my new bulging muscles, enjoying the rush it gave me; how erotic it felt just to touch this demi-god-like body… Even the slightest sensation of touch felt vastly different inside of Will. I allowed a low moan from my new throat as the sensations were still a bit much.

I looked around the kitchen and decided on some eggs when I caught sight of a picture of Ryan. Knowing him nearly my entire life, it was strange to know be one of the very beings who helped bring him into existence… I still couldn’t believe that I had a son now.

I was snapped back to reality as I could smell my food starting to burn and I returned to the task at hand.

After breakfast I looked around the house for something to do, since Will- I, didn’t have to go to work today. I passed by the garage door and I remembered Will kept some work-out equipment there in case he didn’t have time to get to the gym. “Well, good a time as any to try these bad boys out…” I mumbled quietly to myself and I threw on some of Will’s work-out clothes and reached for a set of weights and was surprised, yet very pleased at how much weight I could lift without even breaking a sweat! In my body, it would have taken both of my hands just to lift one of these, and even then, I would not have been able to hold it for long…. I smiled to no one in particular and did a few more reps before getting bored and deciding to do something else, as I could go to the gym later and work this glorious body out.

I was more eager to interact with some of Will’s buds he talks about at the gym and see if they noticed any difference.

A chiming of the clock interrupted my thoughts and I looked to the clock and realized it was still fairly early, so I decided to shower. I thought that since I had worked out a bit I should wash up so I don’t stink, but I really was just looking for an excuse to see this body in its full-glory again; my pants began to tent again and I smirked and shook my head as I made my way towards Will’s private bathroom again.

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I took a deep breath as the steamy water began to run down my body and slowly lathered up while allowing the curtain to remain so I could get a good view of my new (even if temporary) self. Dang, I still couldn’t get over how hot it was to watch Will’s body showering… My lip began to quiver and I bit it; anxious to play with that new tool I gave in and grasped it; letting the other hand explore as I began the fluid motion of slowly jerking back and forth on my new rod. So much pleasure, a low, primal, growl was released from my throat….

“Ah… Will…” I began to imagine how it would feel if I could be doing this from my own body, exploring this sexy body’s pleasure points. I gave his nipple a flick and shuddered as they were a bit sensitive as I was not used to Will’s touch yet… I closed my eyes and thought of that wonderful man, and us spending our lives together… Kissing those beautiful lips, holding those strong hands, laying on that powerful chest…

My abs began to tighten as I fought to keep from cumming, wanting to tease this body a pit more I resumed playing with his chest and finally I couldn’t contain it as I allowed load after load to be sprayed across the shower.

After some cleaning up I decided to get dressed for the day, and sauntered back into my new room, and went to the closet; I knew there had to be something in there to show off this sexy body…

“Nope… no… nope” I said to no one in particular as I searched through his wardrobe. “Ah!” I exclaimed to myself when I saw some of his suits. He always looked very suave in a suit, and couldn’t resist putting it on.

First I pulled on the pants, (kind of a struggle with my re-occurring friend popping up again!) then I pulled on the shirt, buttoning it up, it felt as if I were wearing a cloud; now I understand why Will was so particular about the suits he wore…

I pulled on the jacket and finally began to work on the tie… something I struggled with but almost as if by magic, I somehow knew how to tie the tie, and I examined my reflection carefully as I finished adjusting it.

Man, Will is so handsome in a suit… I lay on the bed and slowly laid back, closing my eyes; I imagined him at the altar, standing there in a tux… Flower petals delicately tossed through the pews, my relatives crying and me nervously making my way towards him… I get there and out hands meet, and I look into those beautiful brown eyes and blush, and look down…

I could see him reaching a hand to my chin and gently pulling his gaze to mine, smiling gently…

“Woah, someone’s looking spiffy!” a voice interrupted my thoughts; I snapped back to reality and looked over to see me, or rather Will. “Oh uh… yeah, I was just you know… Making sure I knew how to tie this tie and uh… stuff.” I looked down, unable to meet even my own body’s gaze; somehow, Will’s gentle smile continued to shine, even in my awkward self…

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-To be continued.

Fantasy Come True - Part 2

I allowed a low moan to escape my new throat, still basking in the afterglow of my little “expedition”. I chuckled to myself, “Ah man Will, you are one lucky guy – Well, I guess -I’m- a lucky guy now!”

My expression shifted to a side-ways smile; this was still so weird to think that -I’m- Will now… “Nice to meet you, I’m William Roux- My name is William Roux.” I still got a slight head-rush as I tried several different variations out, proudly declaring to the world my new, temporary, identity.

Of course a shower would come next, I mean… I still had some of that delicious sperm on my chest and it was a bit uncomfortable once the moment passed, and I didn’t want to make a mess out of Will’s home… Especially after he was kind enough to let it be -my- home for a couple days!

I knew where the bathroom was but, I also knew that Will had a personal bathroom connected to his room, and I got excited because I’ve never been in it. I cocked a cheeky smile and walked towards the restroom, excited to shower this glorious body.

Jerked from my thoughts, I realized that I had to use the bathroom, so I walked over to the toilet and let loose. I wasn’t sure if it was weird to use someone else’s cock for such a tedious task,; regardless, it was hard to urinate as my new cock began to stiffen… I smiled and after I finished I ran my borrowed hands along it; followed by a deep moan, and a spasm along my back… I bit my lip and gave it a few more jerks, still not used to this familiar yet new sensation…

Remembering the task at hand I smiled, and walked towards the shower and started it, running my hand under the faucet to test the heat and adjust it to a comfortable level, while still running a hand along my chiseled chest and strong arms… After the water was at that “just right” temperature I finally stepped in, allowing the water to envelope my new body. A familiar sensation from down below popped up once again… I resisted and looked around for some of Will’s body wash and lathered up… “Ah…” This felt amazing… I didn’t even have to touch his cock to get this kind of pleasure… just running his hands along his god-like body gave me quite the rush and I swear I almost blew my load right then and there! I slide open the curtain and did few poses for the mirror… definitely worth it to see this incredible flesh wet, and lathered up, I made a few alluring faces and slowly ran my hand down from my chest to those abs… and finally to his cock and gave it a few slow jerks while watching the mirror, I bit my new lips once again and slowly increased in speed, allowing the other hand to dance wild across my skin, admiring those new muscles in all their glory… My cock began to tense up, and this time I was ready; I fought to keep from cumming and my abs began to tense and I winked at my reflection… Fuck this was hot! I couldn’t contain it anymore and I released the flow of pressure from my cock as shot after shot was released from my dick. I caught every drop of sperm and played with it a bit before eventually swallowing it again. Man, I don’t think I’d ever get tired of that! I sighed a sigh of happiness and watched myself in the mirror, watching that monster slowly soften, examining every little muscle that was involved in the slightest of movements…

I finished my shower and toweled off and started to wrap it around my waist when I remembered that I’m home by myself and replaced the towel back up. No use covering this wonderful body… I began walking for the bedroom again and enjoyed the natural saunter I had started to slip in to… With a body like this, it’s no wonder that Will is so confident! I smiled to myself, Will was such a nice guy, and he’s never rude to anyone… I began to remember the reasons that I love him. He’s strong, intelligent, and very warm and welcoming. I lay on his bed, wrapping myself in a strong embrace; allowing my hands to feel those massive biceps; I sighed to myself and began to wonder what I should do tomorrow…


To be continued… ;)

Darren Possessed?

By Gary Travis

I had not seen him in about 5 years, but He must have seen me watching him over the fence. Darren, one of my most frequent customers in the shop I used to own. At first I had only realised it was him from a glimpse in the corner of my eye, but then we saw each other and a few seconds later we were chatting and remembering old times.

He was working on the house next door to mine. I have to admit I was watching him much more than I should do really. He was gorgeous; all that spoilt him was the fact that he wore glasses. He caught me looking… It was then that he whistled at me and beckoned me towards him. It was one of those wolf whistles that builders do to women walking down the street..

"Listen." he said. "I know what you are after, and if you are going to do it, I'd rather know about it, so just do it.” He walked into the house and sat down as I followed him.

"How did you know" I asked.

"One of my best mates is the same as you, he has the same ability and I just recognised the look." He replied. "I know you can't treat me bad and I know this is not a gay act."

"Yer." I said to him. "It's a curse, a fix, something we have to do to survive; I suppose the closest comparison is a vampire, the need to absorb."

"I know all about it." he said as he shuffled into the ideal position. "I help my mate out every once in a while, I kind of enjoy it actually, gives me a break, he has even offered to change me into one like you"

"Last chance Darren," I said "Are you sure you are OK with this?"

"Just do it before I change my mind" he screamed. With that he removed his glasses and closed his eyes.

I turned around so my back was facing him. I sat down on his lap; I heard a tear as his cock got hard instantly. I heard him groan as his cock ripped through his pants. I positioned my body to closely match his position and I sank inside him. Positioning my feet inside his boots; actually inside his feet. Manoeuvring my arms to fit inside his and then my hands inside his like a glove. Finally my main body and head snapped into place.

Moments later I was fully inside him, fully in control of all of his bodily functions. I had 30 minutes of contact with him where we could communicate with other via our minds before he would sink into his unconscious mind.

I looked at my new hands, felt my new amazing 6 pack under my t shirt. Then I smelt a strange odour through my new nose. I glanced over to my armpits and took a whiff.

"God," I said "you could have taken a shower this morning."

"Sorry bud, I got up late this morning and I was too tired last night after the gym. You won't notice it and it's not that bad. “He said.

"And why do you wear glasses?" I asked “You can see perfectly."

"Protection," he said "I know I can't be taken if I'm wearing them."

After that we generally chatted rubbish and as predicted after 30 minutes he was gone. Allowing me to enjoy the week I had as him. I knew he would crop up every so often to check how I was doing but for now his body and life was mine. Shame though, it was the beginning of his shift and I had a full day of getting dirty refurbishing a house. The day flew by but I was far too tired for anything else but eat, shower then sleep, I did, however, enjoy exploring the new, all be it temporary, me in the shower. 

To be honest that whole week flew by and it wasn't long before the week was over and I was back sitting back on Daz's knee.

"Enjoy that?" he asked "get all you need?"

"Yes and definitely enjoyed it." I replied "Thanks."

"Glad of the break."He stated.

"One question I have to ask though. Why have u never taken up your mate’s offer of becoming one of us?"

His reply shocked me a little. "Don’t like what he looks like, don't want to be stuck looking like him, but you, however, I wouldn't mind."

Wow I thought, is he kidding me? I just asked him out right. "Wanna do it? Wanna become one of us?

"Sure." he said, "I'll become you."

"Great." I said.

He knew what was needed and invited me to sit on the sofa in his place. He sat on my lap and went inside me just like I had been inside him. Moments later he sat up leaving his body and life behind with me in control, taking my body and life with him.

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Fantasy Come True

I’ve always had a crush on Ryan’s dad, Will; getting tongue-tied, stuttering, and unable to look him in the eyes for too long without blushing. He was strong, handsome, and always so kind. Even being patient waiting for me to murmur out my response to his questions without rushing me, he would just smile and continue on the conversation. I admired him, and without even realizing it, I began to copy his mannerisms; from the way he walked, to the way he styled his hair, and even how he dressed! I mean, I’m only 17, and I know his dad doesn’t look at me like that, but I still couldn’t stop my heart’s frantic beating every time I saw him.

“Hey Ian, you seen Ryan around?” his dad asked of me (I was walking around town, hovering the usual spots). “N-n-no. Er, I don’t think.. so” Ugh! Why am I so awkward? I’ve been friends with Ryan for years, and spoken with his dad multiple times during our friendship! So, why was this so hard…?

He smiled and my heart stopped, “You wanna ride a long?” I knew he meant while he searched for Ryan. I wanted to, but I knew I would probably just sit there awkwardly, rigid, and unable to have a conversation without being awkward…

“uh…” he waved his hand, “come on, I can give you a ride home after.” “Oh, uh, okay. Then, s-s-sure!” I smiled, he always knew how to make everyone feel included and not awkward.

“What’d you do today, sport?” Crap, I wanted to respond but I didn’t want to talk too long. “Oh uh… you know… just school and wander around.” I stopped, then realized I should probably ask him too. “and y-“ “yeah I just- oh sorry please continue I didn’t mean to interrupt.” He took a brief moment to take his eyes off the road and look over at me. Ah… my face is burning up , “Oh uh… I was just going to ask what you had done today.” I awkwardly laughed a bit afterwards.

“Ah, well I just…” I kind of zoned out as he talked about his day at the office, he was a lawyer and he was telling me about his multiple cases he was working on, but I was paying more attention to admire that strong, masculine, jaw. His hair… his smell.

“Ah, here he is.” My thoughts interrupted as he pulled up to the sidewalk. Ryan was hanging out with some of our other friends at the park. Ryan finished talking with them and jogged over to the car (I moved to the back seat so Ryan could have the front).

“Hey Dad, hey Ian.” We immediately started talking about the events at school, upcoming dances, who we were going to ask… assignments and stuff like that. I was a little sad my conversation with Will was already over.

I caught his eyes in the reflection of the mirror a few times during my conversation with Ryan. I blushed slightly and then I continued speaking with Ryan, thinking of mine and Will’s eye-tag.

We arrived at Ryan’s house and they invited me in for dinner, which after some slight resistance they convinced me to join… During dinner Will finally joined the conversation again, captivating my attention with his suave voice, and natural confidence… He had changed into some more casual clothes, so I was able to admire his arms while he wasn’t looking… Ryan said something and we all laughed and I just admired his beautiful smile…

Before I knew it dinner was over and Will was ready to drive me back to my house (Ryan had a lot of homework so he stayed back to do homework). We were driving, and I lived a ways out of town, so we sat in silence for a bit before I looked over and he caught me staring at him; he smiled and flexed his muscle, allowing me a show, I knew he was just teasing, because this was just like his flirtatious-humor. I felt a slight pressure in my pants and finally I just couldn’t hold it in anymore, after 10 years of knowing him, I decided I was going to express my feelings but as I took a breath to speak, he began talking.

“You know, when I was in school I had this teacher, Mrs. Robinson. I had a thing for her, but you know, with the age difference I knew that nothing would happen, but I couldn’t help those feelings. I would stay after class and get extra help that she knew I didn’t need, but she would still help me through it anyways. It was nice, but sometimes, it’s just nice to have that dream crush… That one who you know you can’t have, and probably never will, but it still gives you that bit of hope; something to look forward to every day. I’ve had my fair share of ladies who I felt that way about but once you have them, that magic kind of disappears… So, sometimes it’s just best to leave things as they are.”

I looked at the floor, crushed. I mean, I didn’t feel stupid, and that was such a great way to put it but… I… I… wanted to be with him still. I wanted to feel those arms around me, embracing me, protecting me. I wanted to hear his heartbeat while laying on him…

He looked over at me, “Look… uh…” he sighed. “Okay, so I know what you’re going to say, and I can’t do anything about it but… I kind of have a way for you to work through this…”

My heart began racing, and a thousand scenarios began playing through my mind… Just when the tension was at its thickest, he resumed his thought.”

“When I had a crush on Jill, er… Mrs. Robinson. She knew this trick. To uh… switch our points of view.” He smirked to himself, thinking back on what seemed to be a fond memory. “Look me in the eyes.” He commanded. Slowly, I was able to raise my gaze into those beautiful brown eyes. Admiring his slight stubble after the not shaving since this morning, that jaw… his masculine face…

He began murmuring something, in some language I didn’t understand… Were those even words? A tingling began to dance across my skin, from my head slowly down to my toes…

“uh.. w-what’s happenin-“ I managed to slur out, slowly drifting into unconsciousness…

“Nn….“ I felt weird… bigger. And I was sitting on the driver’s side of the car, not the passenger’s…

“Ah, you finally woke up.” I heard a familiar voice say… “What?” I reached for my throat, that was not my voice!

I looked over to see…me? I… he? Smiled. It was that kind smile that Will always gave me…

“Well sport, you enjoying being William Roux so far?”

“W-what?” I still wasn’t used to my new voice…

“See, Mrs. Robinson knew I was jonezin’ for her, so she used this to uh…” he snickered to himself, “Shall I say… ‘get over her?’”

“What do you mean?” How was this even possible? How was I… talking to myself? “Look at yourself.” My body was still smiling… I looked down and- I gasped…. I was wearing Will’s clothes… and my arms had a bit more hair on them than they should… and… these muscles… I ran a hand up to my chin and felt the smooth grain as I rubbed my cheek. Before a huge grin spread across Will’s- or should I say my face? This was all so confusing… I flexed a muscle and felt it with the other hand… Man, if this is a dream I don’t ever want to wake up… Without even realizing it, my pants started to tent.

“Woah! Hold on there sport, you’ll have all the time you want to really uh,” (he winked at me) “get to know yourself. Ryan’s going to his mom’s later tonight, and I’ll send an email in to work to use some of my vacation days.” I blushed… he knew what I wanted to do with his body, and it’s not like it’s nothing he’s never seen before but still, it was kind of a private matter, wasn’t it?

I didn’t know what to say… this was such an amazing gift and he was being so cool about it. He knew about my feelings and was still letting me borrow his body…

This thought only seemed to instigate the monster in my pants as I felt it harden more than it already was… My eyes drifted and I could already see how huge it was… I couldn’t wait to get a moment alone… “I’ll call you tomorrow to check up on ya’, just uh… have fun and try not to get into too much trouble, alright?” He winked again and walked inside the house. It was still a little weird to see mysel- body have such confidence… That natural air that always floated about Will…”

I waited for him to get inside the house before turning around, and driving back towards Will- my house… I was a little worried as I couldn’t stop staring at my new reflection in the mirror and took advantage of every second at the stop lights…

After what seemed like forever, I finally arrived back to Will’s house. “Ryan?” I called out, I wanted to make sure I was alone before I started exploring… Last thing Ryan needed was to walk in on his dad going to town on himself. I smirked, that was kind of a funny thought because I could imagine his reaction but still, I didn’t want to scar the boy. It was also a little strange because I realized; I have a son now… No answer, perfect. But just to be safe I looked in every room of the house. Clear. I pretty much ran to Will’s room, already tearing off most of my clothes when I caught my new reflection… I decided to try a few poses, before continuing with my exploration…

That was all the inspiration I needed, seeing those muscles and such a strong masculine body there… my pants immediately tented and I could -not- wait to get my hands on it… I nearly tore the rest of his clothes off, not being used to my new strength…

Finally, I was at the underwear and I paused… my wildest fantasies were about to come true… Although, inadvertently. I smirked and ripped those off too. Man, Will was really packin’… Just guessing I would say it had to be about 8-9 inches… I looked around the room and found some lotion, and immediately loaded my hands up before proceeding. I lay on his bed in front of the mirror and I slowly grasped my new tool. I moaned slightly; the muscles remembered how to please this body but the entire experience was new for me. I felt like I was just a passenger on this pleasure-ride as his muscle memory started slowly, moving up and down my long shaft before reaching with the other hand to fondle my sac… Watching my reflection do this was ecstasy… Man… My face twisted into one of pleasure looked really hot… I could hear his moans coming out of my throat… Biting my lip, I decided to reach around with one hand and after some slight resistance I managed to loosen my hole enough to allow a finger in, my moans were so loud now… but I couldn’t stop… I slowly pumped my finger in and out, feeling Will’s wonderful prostate give me pleasure, my new body began to shudder, a pressure began building in my loins, I could feel my anus tightening on my finger, my dick begging for release and finally I couldn’t hold it any longer and I shot load after wonderful load out of my new cock… Fuck that was amazing… I sighed contently as the last bit dribbled out onto my hand, which was holding my now softening cock.

Now, time for the last fantasy to be fulfilled… I smirked at the mirror.

“Bottoms up!” I laughed and raised my hand with cum on it, proposing a toast of some sort, before bringing it to my mouth and savoring the salty flavor…

“Man… I didn’t know you tasted so delicious, Will.”

I said to my reflection, I sighed, I sure hoped that Will didn’t mind me spending a few extra days in his body!

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The Bike

By Gary Travis

Callum was 25, an avid bike enthusiast. He had been since a very young age. He had worked out it was a lot cheaper to run a bike than a car, consequently, didn't have a car license.

He had many many bikes and on his 25th birthday, he bought a brand new bike. This one was going to last him years.

He treated it with so much care and love, washed it often, and polished it every week.

When it was about 6 months old, Callum had decided he needed more in life he needed a life partner. He had never had any luck pulling in the bars. One night as he settled down for the evening he began reading the owner’s manual as he had done many times before.

That's when he noticed some pages at the back of the manual that he had never seen before. The section was called 'bond with your bike'

In brief It stated that if Callum turned the key three clicks to the left a special feature would be activated. It didn't really go into too much detail after that.

It was 3am his bike was locked safe in the garage. But Callum decided that he needed to see what this feature was. He dressed and headed to the garage. He reached his leg over the bike and sat on its seat. He then put the key in the ignition and turned it 3 clicks to the left as instructed. More writing appeared in e manual. It read 'thank you for bonding with me.'

A strange whining noise almost groaning noise started to come from the bike. The bike began to change; first it's colour from black and blue to a beige almost skin colour. It then revved up and stood on its back wheel, throwing Callum off it. Callum stood scratching his head.

The bike continued to transform. The head light split in two, shrank and became two tone in colour. The indicators became larger and changed shape. The front tyre split and spread to the mid region. The rear tyre split in two. Callum then watched as the tyres became feet and hands. The seat became its back; the engine went into the stomach region. The indicators became ears and headlamps became eyes. Slowly the rest of the bike became human; the exhaust was now an arse hole. The petrol tank inlet was now a mouth. All the parts spread around and in only 10 minutes Callum's bike was now a human male.

It was fully functioning; it was obviously a male, quite an attractive male. He winked and smiled at Callum.

Callum read more of the manual. It read 'the change is almost complete. Your bike has bonded with you to become your perfect partner. This man or woman is the man or woman you have been searching for. As it’s the first time, he or she will still feel a bit rubbery/ plastic and cold like metal. But the more you allow the change, the more human it will feel. Until swap 6 it will be unable to talk and will only manage engine sounding grunts. Teach it, mould it your way. You can feed it, take it out on dates, and enjoy life with it.

One final message appeared, to change it back to your bike you must insert your penis into its bottom grab its hair place your other hand on its chest.

Callum’s ideal partner was apparently a man. Callum didn't realise he was gay. That's why he hadn't managed to find anyone; he had been looking for a woman.

Callum let the new man that stood before him, the new man who he had named Tom, he knew exactly what to do and followed him upstairs.

Callum held Tom’s hand, it did feel rubbery, and he could feel the tyres grooves in his hands, but the bond was there, he gave him a cuddle, he was cold. He offered him food, he wolfed it down.

Callum took Tom to bed, we're they simply cuddled and fell asleep.

The next morning Callum woke Tom. Callum got ready for work and they headed back to the garage. Tom stayed naked. Callum did exactly what the instructions said. He got his cock hard, inserted his cock into Tom’s arse. Tom turned his head around and kissed Callum on the cheek. Callum grabbed Tom’s hair then placed his other hand on Tom’s chest. Tom went down on all fours. Callum was sat on Tom’s back his cock had slipped out of Tom’s arse. He was still held onto Tom’s hair, now unable to move. Tom began to transform back into a bike. It took about ten minutes and Tom started the engine and drove to work.

He noticed absolutely no difference, except the bond and an unusual pleasurable pain in his arse. Every time he revved the engine it felt as though something was pushing deeper inside him and as he slowed, it shrank again. Eventually, during the trip, the up and down of whatever was inside him let out a warm fluid. At that point Callum knew what it was.

As Callum got off the bike he saw Tom’s cock and balls sink inside the seat.

'Wow' he thought.

The days went by and the bond grew stronger, along with the appearance of Tom. He now felt human, no more rubber or plastic, he was warm, and now able to talk.

After 10 swaps Tom felt the bond was strong enough he told Callum that they were doing something different tomorrow.

They slept together again, got up, Callum got ready for work. This time, Tom didn't allow Callum to get hard. This time Tom got hard. Tom inserted his cock inside Callum's arse. This time Callum went down on all fours this time Callum's hands and feet became tyres. This time Callum became the bike. This time Callum's clothes covered Tom’s body. This time Tom went to work as Callum

Once home Tom transformed the bike back into Callum. Callum told Tom he was thrilled at what Tom did to him. The bond couldn't get any stronger; Callum and Tom got married and introduced Tom to his friends.

I am Callum, I love my bike so much, I am a bike sometimes in fact every other day I am my bike and Tom runs my life. It's wonderful.

Pussy Story

by Slick Psych

“Damn that was a trip….” I awoke from a dream-like slumber feeling light headed and unbalanced. When I looked up, I saw myself. “What tha fuck is this?” I think, realizing that the perspective from which I am viewing myself is unnatural. 

“Good afternoon sleeping pussy.” The thing inside me said to me while flashing a double bird in arrogant diffidence to me. It continued: “Been nice watching my absolute favorite cat in the world take its afternoon siesta.” He reached out to my face and began stroking it. Without realizing it, I was letting out a soft purr.

“You such a nice pussy,” he continued, his patronizing tone was making me feel relaxed and happy. He never says nice things to me. It seems as though he always hates me. He kicks me with his size 12 Jordans all the time and it makes me feel so worthless. Just staring tat that big foot makes me nervous, especially when he’s wearing his shoes. Wait a minute… this isn’t right….

He slaps my face and I immediately stand up. “If momma don’t throw you out because o your condition, I might just havta put you to sleep myself.”

Put me to sleep? What? Why would master do that?

He stands up and I look at him. He’s such a handsome guy. That face is so sexy to me. It screams that he’s a flirt. I always get jealous when he brings home other pussies and doesn’t play with me. I mean, those other pussies don’t serve him like I do! As he takes off his shoes and I see his feet, I'm compelled to go over and start licking them. I especially enjoy licking in-between his long toes. He seems amused by my affection.

He goes to take off his shirt and shorts. He throws them in my general direction and I immediately pounce on them with alacrity. I love smelling his used clothes. Sometimes, I can taste his cum on his boxers. He goes to the shower and turns it on. I follow him to the bathroom and bounce on the sink adjacent to the shower. He looks at me.

“Ah, pussy wants a peep show, eh? Well, enjoy it kid cause you’re never getting it back.”

 

Get what back? I wonder what master is talking about. As he lathers up his rather long thing between his legs, he looks at it and smiles. Then he turns back to me, before closing the curtain.

“And, if I got my spell right, you will probably never even remember being me. Haha, there’s a reason why Jellicle Cats have many different names. Everytime we go to the Heavy Side Layer, we are reborn. Can’t complain with this rebirth at all!”

I look at him quizzically. Oh well, I love master. Even though I’m not his favorite pussy, he is my favorite man!

A mutual agreement

When I met Travis in psychology class I instantly knew he was in a frat. 
You know the type of guy, always sitting next to his buddies and always being loud in the back.
One thing he always did as well was showing his perfect body and flaunting it to everyone, mainly girls, in the class. 

One day while surfing online at home I found a spell to show his why he shouldn't flaunt his body around without consequences, basically he would be in my beer belly, average looking body and I would have his frat boy body and on the lacrosse team. 

The next day I gathered everything together needed for the spell and headed to class. Our professor had assigned partners for a take home research project and Travis and I were partners... Mainly he picked me because I looked smart and he didn't want to do much work. 

We headed to his dorm and started doing research when he got up to go to the bathroom. I started to put the spell together and do the chant and everything went black... 

Next thing I knew I woke up on the bathroom floor and got up where everything was still focusing like you just woke up from a deep sleep. 
Looking in the mirror I couldn't believe Travis was staring back... It actually worked I am Travis now! 
I walked back into Travis's room, I mean mine and saw my former body just waking up. 
He woke up and immediately freaked out asking what happened and why was he in my body... Then after a few minutes he had a grin on his face, "well if I am in your body that means that my body will get good grades this semester and pass all my tests and keep me on the team" 
I explained that the spell keeps all your memories and basically all the knowledge of your former self when you exchange so we can be the perfect version of the other. 

We made a deal after the semester we would swap back and he would work my body into perfect shape if I got his gpa up by getting all A's 
He left to explore his new life and right after he left I decided to explore this new body that I had been drooling over for a month in class. 

Neil

By Gary Travis

Carl spent 18 months in my former body. I planned to stay as Carl for a while longer yet. I had given him the power to trade. But what I didn't know is that he would choose to become one of Carl's closest friends that were now my friends.

It was months before I knew. He had hidden it so well. Carl read up on the t's & c's and learned of a loop hole, the 2 year returns policy. There was no limit on the amount of times a soul could swap, but it couldn't return within 2 years.

It was 2 years today since I became Carl. 6 months to the day since I last saw Carl with my previous body. Suddenly as Neil, Carls closest friend knocked on the door and I began to stand up my back arched. I knew exactly what was happening. My body was being taken over. I felt the presence inside me of a new soul.

Soon I was floating around and it wasn't long before I found the only lifeless body outside Carl's front door.

Carl answered and with one word, I knew exactly who had taken over Carl.

"Worship" Carl demanded as he led me to his bedroom. I of course did exactly as he demanded like a puppy! I was now Neil. Once the worship was over, I actually realised how happy had suddenly become.

I told Carl this and also said "thank you, for two years I have wondered what it was like to suck on that sausage.

Carl also said "thank you, I have waited two years to have this sausage worshiped by you"

Android

When the technology was finally available to capture souls of people who had recently passed away, The insurance market sky rocketed. There were multiple versions of an insurance policy based around one particular theme. It was easy for the companies to capture souls in, and each policy that was activated made it even easier to capture souls.

New Robotic android bodies were invented and the soul capture device (strangely named SED) was installed in every android body.

The insurance policy could only go so far and there was a monthly fee for it. The policy captured your soul in the event of a death. It didn’t matter how the death occurred, premature, un expected, old age. So long as the insurance company was notified within 24hours of a death, it could capture the soul of the body then use SED to implant it into a new body. At first it was thought it could be used in the bodies of coma victims, bodies that were still usable but mentally dead.

What were the android bodies though. Well that’s where things got interesting. There were not enough coma victims throughout the world to accommodate the amount of policies the companies were selling. Also, it was another way of making money. The generic android bodies were created in the model image of their founder.

People complained. People always complain, but they were unhappy that their new generic permanent body, a  body that could never change, grow, gain muscle, get old, get a sun tan, have ginger hair was their only option. They complained that they had gotten tattoos on their own body and were not able to get their new bodies tattooed, they felt they were due refunds from the insurance company, Even that women would have to become fully functioning men – able to procreate, but when they were a woman, they had a man who was able to procreate, now they had been put into a generic male android – a family suddenly was not possible.

Soon, there were multiple models on the market. Even this was still not acceptable. Even the government expressed its concerns stating that if crimes were committed they had no way of telling which android committed the crime.

Eventually, each insurance policy was sold with “a customise your body interactive package. “ Obviously this bumped the price initially, but soon it came down as more and more people were taking the opportunity to effectively live forever. No one minded. Although androids didn’t need to eat or sleep, they were able too so people still enjoyed going out. People didn’t mind working either and economics were fixed, as people did not work for wealth, they worked for enjoyment. The population was still 90% human and 10% android. This would never change.

The customise your body package was downloaded to your smartphone it allowed constant updates to your insurance body. But during the first run of the application you are greeted with a holographic image beamed from your phone.

The first activation required 5 hours of your time
It created a “dummy” body that must now be edited to each individuals wants and desires. It really was a dummy body. Almost pure white, with no hair or colour in its eyes. It did not even have a gender. It was voice prompted. The first instruction was…
“Please select gender.” I of course said “Male” The beam made adjustments to the image and gave it male features.
”Please select age.” “I said 25” The beam made adjustments to make the body look around the age of 25.
“Please select desired height.” I said “6ft”
”Please select skin tone 1for white – ranging to 20 black.” I went through 5 to 10 and eventually settled on tone 6.

There were multiple further questions and it took hours to go through them all and in the end I had apparently created a body that I would be placed in. It asked further questions, shoe size, eye colour, freckles ideal weight all kinds.

After the voice commands I was invited to examine the body and make further adjustments to it. Like if I wanted dimples, body hair. All I needed to do was say what I wanted and the beam changed the body to suit my wants. That’s what they were, wants, they were not needs, but when I died, this would become my own body and something I had to live with for many many years.

Although I had picked my perfect android body, it was still changeable. At any time I could re activate the program and make adjustments. Things like make my skin colour match that of the guy sat next to me. Or add a tattoo. Make me taller, shorter anything I wanted I could change.
I had made changes almost on a weekly basis. Only little tweaks, but I liked who I was going to be and almost couldn’t wait to become him. I thought I had created the perfect specimen. Insurance was invalid if suicide was committed so I just had to wait it out.

There are droid blogs where people discussed problems, gave advise and discussed ideals with each other. Also, obviously, people saw each other every day and would make further changes to there insurance body.
Eventually after 15 years of waiting I died, naturally at quite a young age. Exactly what the policy was designed for. An SED extracted my soul; my insurance company instantly created my insurance body. The SED was inserted into a steel plug on my insurance body and my soul transferred into the body I had created.

The doctors were there to observe and help as necessary but I had longed for this moment and I was more than happy and more than capable of controlling my new body. Sure it felt heavy at first but it was warm like a real body. It felt real, looked, sounded and smelt real. It was the new me and I was made up.