Did you miss me?

Well I hope you’ve noticed that I haven’t been around for a while; I must admit though I have been lurking on the site reading all Erick’s great caps and stories lately – amazing!

Well the story is simple really, when I possessed this guy…

… at the gym everything went fine. He was showering and I came in, we nodded and he turned his back and continued to clean himself.

Slipping up behind him I pushed him into the wall and pushed – HARD. With a quick wriggle I was literally getting under his skin (and muscle). Bringing my new arm up to support myself I let out a low unfamiliar groan. Looking down at my bicep, I flexed it “perfect” I whispered in my new voice.

I finished washing taking every opportunity to explorer every nook and cranny. I returned to my locker and dried off desperately trying to hide my hard on.

I pulled on some tracksuit bottoms and a vest and couldn’t resist a quick flex in the mirror.

I took a picture on my phone and sent it to you! bet you never knew it was me inside :) why didn’t you message me back??

By this time I was really settling into Ryan’s body – I think I had his whole persona down to a tee, I certainly had access to all his memories!

I made my way back to my new apartment and had a lay down, for some reason I was really tired! A couple of hours had passed before I woke up again; I checked the time and needed to hurry I was meeting the guys soon.

I quickly pulled on a t-shirt and went out…

… damn it was a great night, beers all round I was slaughtered by 3am but I made my way back ok.

When I came around again surfacing from the darkness so to speak I found saw myself looking in a mirror…

… fully dressed taking a picture of myself and Anna. I tried to move or speak but I couldn’t. Concentrating hard I tried to pull out of Ryan but it was useless.

I found myself trapped inside Ryan; I could hear, see and feel everything. I could still hear Ryan’s thoughts and I tried to insert some suggestions into his memory but it was like I was hitting a brick wall! No response!

So to cut a long story short, I have been trapped within this muscle jock for the past 10 weeks!

I’d got used to being a silent partner inside Ryan, every now and again I’d try again to see if I could take control again.

I was in the gym and suddenly I could move Ryan’s right arm, then his shoulder. I concentrated again and pushed back into control of Ryan…

… this time I felt stronger inside; I knew the problem was gone.

Damn, it’s good to be back!

I’m at the apartment now using Ryan’s computer to write this message to you – I’m sure you’ve been worried, but I’m back now.

So guys, now I’m back in control what adventures and stories do you want me to tell you? Give me some ideas or subjects.

Weekend Getaway

 
Got checked into my hotel just fine, got myself settled, unpacked my bags. Now the only thing left is to slip into my Ryan suit and start enjoying my little weekend getaway! I think he was the perfect guy to bring along with me – cute, but completely approachable. It’s funny, I usually get more action as him than I do if I wear any of my suits with the perfect cheekbones and etched abs! He’s the kind of guy that I can just really have a lot of fun in – a total party guy. Don’t exactly know what the people at the hotel are gonna think seeing this stud walk out of my room – but let them think what they want! This is my weekend to have fun, and I’m going to enjoy it!

Those Are My Muscles

 
“Coach!?” I said, suddenly feeling shaky and weak, “What are you doing!? What’s going on – I feel – Oh fuck! What is happening to me!”

As I grasped onto Coach’s arms for support, I literally felt them growing right in my hands. I could see them bulging up with muscle as he kept his hands firmly planted on my chest. I looked down and watched my massive pecs deflate right in front of my eyes – my arms were getting smaller too, as his only continued to get bigger. I wanted to push him away, make him stop, but for some reason I just couldn’t. All I could do was lay there and feel myself shrink as Coach seemed to be sapping up my not only my muscles, but also my stamina and energy.

Finally, he broke free of me and I collapsed on the bench, watching him tower over me with his newly-enhanced frame. I never felt so weak in my entire life.

“I think that’s enough,” Coach grumbled with a new tone of virility to his voice, “What do you think, kid?”

He flexed a huge bicep in my face and snarled.

“Coach…” I said, “Why…?”

“You’re young,” he said, dismissively, “You can build that muscle back if you really want to. And once I go through the rest of the team, you’ll have a whole bunch of new workout buddies to start out with. ‘Course, you won’t be the gods of the gym that you used to be. You’ll all be the smaller guys now, looking up to muscle gods like me and hoping that one day you’ll be that big.”

“But… Those are my muscles…” I said, my mind completely unable to grasp what was going on. I felt that I was about to cry.

“Get yourself together. They were your muscles, kid,” Coach laughed, “And now they’re mine!”

Birthday Present

Clay’s father carefully lead him out to the front driveway, covering his eyes and making sure they were closed along the way.

“OK,” he said as they stopped, “You can open them now!”

“Oh my gosh, Dad!” Clay said with a gasp, “You bought me the new bike I wanted for my birthday – and you got me a new bodysuit to go with it!?  Oh fuck! Wow! I love you, Dad! Thank you so much!”

“Yeah,” said Clay’s dad with a big grin, “I know you like the suit you’re wearing now, but I figured you’d like to have another one on hand – plus, I thought you’d let your old man here wear it a few times.”

“You know that I like the suit you’re wearing right now!” said Clay, admiring the big musclebear of a man that his father appeared to be, “But if you ever want to try this one on and take my new bike for a spin, you’re more than welcome!”

“Speaking of which,” said Clay’s dad, “Why don’t we get you suited up and then you can go ride around a while. Nice day out, might be able to cruise down to the beach and see what kind of action you can get with this one!”

“Thanks, Dad!” Clay said, giving his dad a huge hug, “This is the best birthday present ever!”

Still Doin’ OK?

 
“You still doin’ ok inside of there?” Chuck asked, placing an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulder.

“Yeah,” said Jason, turning his head, “Still getting used to some things, but at least it doesn’t really feel like I’m wearing a suit any more. A lot of things are just starting to feel more natural.”

“Well I can tell you’re still getting comfortable in this skin, but it looks great on you, and you’ve been doing a really good job, babe. Don’t think anybody’s had any question that anything’s out of place,” said Chuck, “Plus, knowing that the guy I truly love is inside of there inside of the cheating, lying asshole that Pete used to be is like a dream come true.”

“Thanks, babe,” Jason smiled, “God, it feels great calling you that!”

“Feels great hearing you call me that,” Chuck said, leaning in and giving his boyfriend a rough kiss on the lips, “Now let’s hit the showers and get back home. I can’t wait to show you a few more ways that me and Pete used to like to have fun!”

Going To Disney World!

“Brian Westwood, you just swapped bodies with your hunky older brother, forcing him to spend the next month in your body whether he likes it or not – now what are you going to do?!” said Brian’s best friend, Josh, pretending to hold a microphone and slapping a Goofy hat on his friend’s head.

“I’m going to Disney World!” said Brian, laughing.

“And, tell us Brian – or should I call you Michael now – will you be taking your annoying bitch of a girlfriend like you had originally planned?”

“Oh hell no!” Brian said, checking out his new muscles, “In fact, I think I’m gonna take my best friend Josh instead!”

“Well – as soon as I swap with my older brother, too!” chuckled Josh, “Which is what we’ve got to work on next, now that we know that body swapping spell definitely works!”

Great Workout

“What a great workout…” I smiled as I laid back and felt the blood coursing through my pumped up muscles, “I think I’ll be staying in this body for a while. I’m fucking good looking as hell, got a great body, nice dick. And the best thing is, when I get home from the gym, I’ve got a boyfriend who’s just as hot who’ll be more than willing to hop in the shower with me and clean up.”

I snapped a picture of myself as I laid there smiling, and sent it to my new boyfriend.

“That ought to get him in the mood!” I said to myself, “Fuck, it sure as hell turns me on!”

See Anything Back There?

“See anything back there, Officer?” asked Chief Polanski, “You were sure back there a long time.”

“Not a thing, Chief,” Officer Jameson reported back, “With all due respect, sir, I don’t think we’re going to catch this guy.”

“Not today, anyhow,” said Chief Polanski, wiping the sweat from his brow, “God damn it. We’ve searched these woods high and low. Don’t know where the fucker got off to.”

“This guy has a history of slipping off the radar,” said Officer Jameson, “Wouldn’t be surprised if he’s a lot closer to us than we think he is.”

“Well we’ll find him, son,” said Chief Polanski, placing a firm hand on his officer’s shoulder, “I’m going to start rounding up the troops.”

“Sure thing, Chief,” said Officer Jameson, in just the way that you would expect an officer to speak to his chief.

“Fuck, that was almost too easy,” he smiled to himself as the chief walked away, “Good ol’ Chief Polanski couldn’t even get his guy when he was standing right in front of him! Granted, who’s gonna suspect Mr. clean-cut Officer Jameson here? Guy’s got a perfect record, and he’s in good with the Chief. Damn, I was lucky that he came back lookin’ for me. Couldn’t have asked for a better hiding place than his body. Think I might lay low as him for a while, as a matter of fact. Enjoy the good life for a bit. Why not? His wife is hot as fuck, he’s got a good, steady income, nice house in the ‘burbs. Don’t know what I’ll do about his two little brats, though. Guess I’ll have to get used to being called ‘Daddy’ for a bit. I’ve dealt with worse.”

“Jameson!” Chief Polanski called over the radio, “You comin’?”

“Yes, sir!” he grinned, “Be right there, sir!”

Can’t Thank You Enough

“OK, yeah – just like that!” said Charlie as I held the pose and he snapped the picture, “Wow! Cool, man!”

“Let me see it!” I said, jumping off of the couch, “Ha! Why didn’t you tell me my belly was hanging out? God, I guess I’m going to have to get used to that now!”

“Yeah you are, big guy!” Chris chuckled, giving my belly a little pat,“Looks good though. It’s a very cute little belly, perfect amount of hair. JC is going to love it! You sure you’re ok with all of this, though? I can change you back if you want.”

“I love it!” I said, “I mean, I guess it’s not as bad as I thought. It’s kind of fun actually. I can feel my whole body jiggling every time I move, and it’ll be kind of nice not having to worry about what I eat all the time. And plus, I think I’m still kinda cute – I mean I’m definitely not the little twink that I used to be, but I think you’re right. JC is really going to love this.”

“Well, you know what I told you,” said Chris, “I know that he’s always liked you, but just physically you weren’t his type. This body is going to drive him absolutely wild.”

“I really hope so!” I smiled, looking down at my new, rounder body and running a paw through my goatee, “Man, I can’t thank you enough!”

Kind Of Like Being Like This

 
“Babe?” Charlie asked as he watched his boyfriend take another deep drag of the cigarette and blow out a thick puff of smoke, “You sure you’re all right?”

“The fuck you mean, am I all right?” growled Jared, “Fuck. I’m fine, ok? I’m fuckin’ great, as a matter of fuckin’ fact.”

“OK…” said Charlie, “It’s just, I can’t tell if you’re still playing or not. I mean, you know I think it’s so hot seeing you act like this, but I just need to know that it’s still you inside of there…”

“So, what?” said Jared, “Last night you couldn’t get enough of me like this, wanted me to call you every fuckin’ dirty name in the book, wanted to feel up all of my muscles, check out my tattoos, fuck you like the little pussy boy that you are – and now this morning you ain’t into it any more? What the fuck, bud? Maybe you can’t fuckin’ handle a guy like this. Is that it?”

“What? Jared… really?” said Charlie, “Look, maybe we should get you out of that suit. That guy who rented it to me did say that you shouldn’t wear it overnight, and now I think I’m starting to see why.”

“Yeah, OK,” chuckled Jared, “I’ll just take off this suit and go back to being some lame, scrawny-ass little sissy gayboy again. Fuck no, man! I kind of like being like this, if you couldn’t fucking tell, and I’ll take off this suit when and if I want to. Now you’ve got two choices the way I see it. You can stay with me and get with the fuckin’ program, or you can leave and let me go do my own thing. I don’t really fuckin’ care either way.”

“Jared!” said Charlie, “Please! Just – take off the suit!”

“Not a chance, bud,” said Jared, putting out his cigarette and lumbering around the hotel room, gathering his things and trying to put together some semblance of an outfit that would fit his new body, “Hey, do me a favor and pack up the rest of my shit, will ya? I’ll come by the apartment later and pick it up.”

You Know You Want It

“Come on, you know you want it,” Jake smirked, lifting up his ass in the air.

“Yeah…” Andy stuttered, “But it’s just – it doesn’t seem right.”

“What’s not right about it?” Jake asked, his crystal clear blue eyes sparkling, “You’ve wanted to play around with Adam Masterson for as long as we can both remember, and now I’m giving you the opportunity.”

“But that’s the thing,” Andy said, “You look like Adam – I mean exactly like him – but I know that it’s you inside of there, Jake!”

“So forget that it’s me,” smiled Jake, flipping around onto his back and idly checking out his borrowed muscles, “Let me be Adam Masterson for you. I have access to all of his memories, his personality. I can be as much Adam Masterson as you want me to be.”

“But…” said Andy, “I don’t think Adam would want you using his body that way…”

“I don’t really think he has much say in the matter!” Jake chuckled, “Now get over here and show me everything you always wanted to do to me, stud.”

Nervously, Andy approached the bed where Jake laid spread out in Adam’s handsome body.

“Go on,” Jake urged, “Do whatever you want…”

Andy reached out a hand and tentatively felt the muscles of Adam’s body. Under Jake’s control, they flexed as Andy’s hand passed lightly over them.

“Oh my god, Jake,” Andy said, “I never thought I would get to do this…”

“Well you’re going to get a whole hell of a lot more than that!” Jake smiled, “Oh – and why don’t you call me Adam for the rest of the afternoon…?”

Home Alone

Dad left me at home again. In his body. I’m starting to get tired of this. Any time he needs a “break,” as he calls it, he makes me swap bodies with him so that he can go out and enjoy being a kid again. He hangs out with all my friends and goes and does all of the things that I like to do like hanging out at the mall and skating at the park, and I just have to stay at home and wait for him to swap us back.

Wait a minute… if he’s out having fun in my body, why can’t I have fun in his? I mean, it is kind of cool being a grown up, I guess. I have a beard and a hairy chest and everything! I bet I could really freak out some of my friends pretending to be my dad! And since I look like an adult, I bet I can totally get away with doing adult things now. Like, what if I went to go buy some beer? Bet nobody would think I was just a kid! I bet I could even wear some of my dad’s clothes and drive his car to the store. How hard can it be? I just have to make sure I’m back home before Dad gets here to swap us back, and he’ll never have any idea… I’ll just tell him I sat around the house and watched TV like he told me to. Oh man, this could totally rock!