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Music Festival

“How about this one?” Lauren asked in her new deep voice as her body made the final changes into Christian.

“Well,” started Georgia slowly, “I mean, Christian’s fine, but not a complete stunner. If we’re going through with this, we’re going all the way.”

“Fine,” Lauren sighed as she took off Christian’s gym shorts as her body shortened, muscles disappeared, groin contracted, hair lengthened, and breasts/bum inflated back to normalcy. Sighing she added, “Just more time for more changes. I’ll never get used to that. Love it!”

Two days ago, Lauren and Georgia had an issue. There was a music festival coming near where they lived. All of their favorite bands would be there, there would be camping, plenty of time for them to experiment with drugs, but each of their parents had said no. They said that kind of environment wasn’t safe for two girls to go alone; you never know what kind of creep might be lurking in the crowd. As much as they hated it, Lauren and Georgia knew that they were right; most guys have no clue how to keep it in their pants when they see a female. But Georgia had a solution. She had begun reading online about some body morphing spells that could be advantageous for her and Lauren, you just needed a personal item from one person and chant some words into it then use it. Lauren and Georgia devised a plan to tell each of their parents that they would be staying at each other’s houses during the weekend of the festival, but they wouldn’t be there. Now, Lauren and Georgia were in the boy’s locker room, trying on different players for size as the football team was out on the field practicing.

A good deal part one

I have been struggling to loose the beer belly I got in college and being lazy during the normal days at work. By any means I wasn't fat just slightly over weight and it was killing me.
I decided I needed to get back into shape like the old days before all the parties in college and the horrible food eating during work.

I looked online and found an ad for a trainer, it read "Need to get in shape? Need to get that body toned? Well look no further our trainers can train your body and you just have to take back over."

It seemed too good to be true but figured it didn't hurt to go and meet with them. I drove to the location which was a small business complex and walked up to the suite where they listed.
When I walked in the lady greeted me and directed me to an office where I sat and waited and introduced himself as Doctor Johnson.

After a few minutes a man walked in dressed in a suit and sat down. He asked me what my goals were and what I had been doing already. Doctor Johnson listened and wrote down everything, he looked to be in his thirties.
He looked up and said it won't cost me anything as far as dollars it would just cost me time and I would have to work for him for a month and my body would be trained during that time.
"What would I have to do as far as work for you?" I asked.
"Mitchell can you come in here?" He yelled and a guy around my age came in dressed only in gym shorts came in.

"This is Mitchell he is one of our new trainers and basically you would let him train you and you would have to fill in for his every day job"  Johnson explained. "You see basically I have a machine that allows you to switch bodies with another and Mitchell will take over yours for 30 days and will get you into shape using our gym techniques and formulas. You would just have to fill in for Mitchell doing odd jobs and such. He will do your job and have all your memories and be you essentially."

Seanday Extra: Time Again

I walked into the apartment dumping my bags in the hall. "Anyone home?" I called out; no reply.

As I round the corner I discovered Tony's hulk of a body passed out on the couch. It was starting to become a regular occurrence, but as I was going to find out, it was for a completely different reason than normal.

I roughly shook him and he let out a weak groan. Leaning close I checked his breath for alcohol, but smelt nothing. More concerned I checked his neck for a pulse. It was slow, but strong.

Seanday Flex: To Be, Twice again

You see I've working Duncan from the inside for the past six months. He's half my age, not very smart--a typical jock some would say, but his physique and strength surpass anything I've seen in a while. When I contacted him through his Instagram account suggesting I was interested in sponsoring him, he took the bait.

We met at a hotel for dinner a few days later, unfortunately he brought a friend with him--Toby. So I went through the motions, we talked about the sponsorship I was offering--even though it was fictitious, and I just planned to supplement Duncan's income to make my existence in his body more comfortable.

All through the meal, I kept an eye on Toby. He was just as built as Duncan, but short giving him squat appearance--like a bulldog. He did have one redeeming feature, he looked young even through the scruffy beard he was desperately trying to grow.

So not unsurprisingly Duncan agreed to my offer, and I asked him if he would sign the contract tonight. He looked at Toby and he nodded.

I told him the contract was in my room, and it would helpful if he'd come with me to sign it--he agreed. Toby asked if he should come along as well, I said we'd be back in a ten minutes or so and he should wait for us in the bar--there was a tab open. This seemed to interest him and we left in different directions.

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Seanday Extra: Secondary Help

I walked into the gym locker room and everyone fell silent. It was the type of respect I'd come to expect whenever I visited.

All twelve men; some huge monsters, others toned muscular cross-fit competitors, and the young school jocks; all of them silent. Some I had never seen before, but that didn't bother me. They always return to Regan's Gym, it only took one visit to snare them.

The room was special, a spell cast on it months ago was linked to me. Whoever was in the room when I walked in instantly became open to my suggestion.

Although there were many I like, I was pleased to see my favourite was standing by the showers. He looked at me passively and smiled. I knew outside this room, if we met on the street he would look right through me, and if I dared approach him he would probably beat the crap out of me. But in this room all these men belonged to me.

I walked up to him and looked up into his face. "You know me?" I asked, he nodded slowly. "OK, you know what to do."

Seanday Party: Movin' up

Robbie had been Steve's friend for as long as he could remember. Me? I'd only been using Robbie for the past three months. Couldn't have worked out better for me really. I was just looking for a place to make my own and when Robbie walked past how could a 43 year old pass up the chance to be an all-American student again?

I didn't know who he was then, damn if I had known I would have taken him a lot earlier. I watched him tap at his phone, he wasn't paying much attention to the world around him; but I was and it was quiet as I followed him onto the restroom.

Catching up, I pushed him against the wall with my full weight. He gasped as I knocked the wind from his lungs. I didn't stop, I pushed even harder and the gasp turned to a groan as I began to slide into his frame. He retched as the last of my body took hold of his.

Damn it felt good to be young and strong again. I looked at the fitted t-shirt under the letterman jacket I was now wearing. I could feel the tightness of Robbie's body, he worked out and looked after himself, I felt the firm pecs and torso through the shirt. It was a good choice.

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Guy's Weekend

“I just don’t get how a weekend at a lake is supposed to strengthen a relationship.” Nate stated.

“Look, I don’t get it either, but listen, I have an idea.” Troy responded.

Troy’s mother has just married his new stepfather after just a month of dating him. Since Troy obviously had no clue what Roger, his new stepfather, was all about, his mother thought it would be healthy for Roger to take Troy to their grandparent’s lake house for a “guys weekend,” meant to strengthen their relationship. But get this: Roger already has four sons. Troy resisted as much as he could to his mother’s wishes, but gave in eventually on one condition: if he could bring his mate, Nate.

Nate and Troy continued riding in Troy’s car behind Roger and his sons on their way to the lake house. “Oh boy, I’m sure I’m going to like this one. What’s your big idea?” Nate asked sarcastically.

“Remember what you did last year at the prom after party to Drake-”

Seanday Extra: His Masters Voice

"Good, you've brought your dog," I told Drake.

"Yes, Fargo, as you requested."

"He looks strong, obedient?" I asked.

"Yes, he is very strong and very protective." As I approached the dog growled barring his teeth. Drake crouched restraining the dog. "I will hold him," he reassured me.

Seanday Luck: One Good Friend

I was laying on my bed reading, and hating myself. I really envied the 'other' guys, all strong and fit. Although what I really wanted was the companionship. They all hung out together doing jock stuff in the gym and enjoying themselves in the bars at the weekends. Damn, I needed some of that. Sometimes I wondered if I were to go missing whether anyone would even notice--unlikely.

Half way through the chapter, I heard a thud on the wall from next door. I groaned, Ryan and Tony must be roughhousing again. If anything, I envied them the most, I'd heard they'd been friends since they were kids. I knew they were close, Tony had been moping around while Ryan was away for a few days.

Damit, Ryan was the strongest to of the two--a true alpha. In a group it was always Ryan that commanded and led the others. I felt myself going hard, shit.

Another thump echoed followed by some yelling; it was getting louder. With a sigh, I got up and walked next door. I knocked and hearing no reply I walked inside.

I wasn't surprised to see them wrestling on the bed. Ryan had Tony in a head lock, he looked up and grinned. "Hey Dave. Come in and lock the door," he told me.