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The Right Groom

I've been helping my best friend plan his wedding for the last few months. The theme was 'Anyone But You', and at first glance it seemed to be an easy theme, with our powers and all, but the wedding is a month away and we still can't decide the body.

He accepts my call, and a stranger answers.

"Hey, man, what's up?" he says, the voice uncharacteristically chipper for a voice that deep. I immediately recognized that as Nathan, my best friend. 

He spins and fixes his bowtie, the man grinning. "What do you think?" He gives the man's bulge a stroke.

"I don't know," I say. "He's cute, but I'm not sure he's groom material, you know what I mean?"

He sighs, "Yeah, I guess. I really don't know what to do! Steven already chose a body—before you ask, he won't tell me—and he smirked real hard, so I knew he chose someone good."

"Hey, hey, don't worry." Nathan, still in the stranger's body, was looking at me with brows furrowed and eyes shining. "You spot any more possible choices?"

He perks up a bit. "I actually do." He moves out of frame for a second. Even as his best friend, he still won't let me know the way he transforms. Geeze.

The phone moves rapidly for a moment until we reach his bathroom. Nathan has transformed into another stranger. He tries to smile, but only sighs in frustration. "What do you think?"

He flexes his arms and twirls the man's mustache. "I can see it. He's handsome. It's still up to you," I say.

"Come on," he whines, and it's amusing seeing this mature body acting like that. "My mind's been blank for months. I need help."

"Okay. Don't Steven like hairy guys? Maybe you can find someone like that?"

"Wait! Check this out." He starts taking off the suit, revealing the body's furry chest and belly. The body's cock is long, and Steven doesn't shy away from stroking it.

With one hand on the phone, he strokes his chest, closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth of the body. He moans, the body's voice smooth. I grin at him, my hand reaching down to massage my bulge.

"Oh god," he moans, pinching his nipples. "I think I want to fuck him in this body. Or maybe he fucks me."

He lets his mouth hang open, staring at his reflection in appreciation. "Jesus Christ. I wonder who he is in real life."

"I can call you back," I say with a grin.

He smiles sheepishly, the body's pearly white teeth on full display. "Right. Sorry. So this one's definitely in the runner up, right?"

I nod. "Looks pretty good to me. His voice is hot too. You got another body?"

"Yes! Glad you reminded me. I saw this man in the mall a few days ago. I couldn't resist."

He sends me a photo of a bearded man taking a photograph in what seemed to be a bathroom.

"I didn't get to stay for too long," he continues, but the man's hairy, and he got a pretty thick dick. I'd love to ram that dick down Steven's throat." Nathan, still in the hairy man's body, sticks out his tongue and bobs his head up and down.

I laugh. "Maybe that could be your honeymoon body?"

He grins. "Just look at this thing! Even just looking at it makes me want to fuck somebody with it. There were too many people in the mall, but I did pee using that thing. Could barely hold it with his hands."

He sends me a dick pick, and sure enough, it's a monstrous 10-incher, as thick as a beer can.

"Goddamn," I say, breathless. I had a pretty modest cock, but even though I've spent my time in countless dudes with giant cocks, it always made me wonder how they're able to keep to keep that monster hidden.

He stared at the phone for a few more seconds, uncaring, as the hairy man's mouth started drooling. A faint thought of wanting to catch that saliva passes through my mind. He shakes out of his reverie and says, "Wait a minute. Have you found your body? The best man needs to have the best body too!"

"I'm glad you asked."

I have it easier than most people, and I can transform into anyone using only a photograph. Some people need body touch, possession, vials, spells or some other tactic, but I only need a photograph and I can transform into that person instantly. Or at least the person they were when the image was taken.

I move off-screen (mostly because I'm mildly annoyed at Nathan still keeping his tactic a secret) and glance at the photo on my table. The change is instantaneous, and I immediately feel lighter. My head rang for a moment, a drawback for a transformation as quick as that, but years of practice left me fully able to lessen that migraine.

I smile at him in this new body and say, "I saw him online, and I just couldn't resist."

Nathan rolls his eyes with a smile. "Lucky."

I take the time to explore the body once again, enjoying the strange sensations all over my body. One thing people don't mention enough when changing bodies is how literally every single thing changes: your senses, your visions, even the way you perceive things. This body, for example, has excellent health, but slightly blurry eyesight.

I open my shirt, reaching for his pec. His warm skin sends a ripple down my body, and I'm acutely aware of the growing bulge in this body. My other hand has reached his pants, massaging them, through the fabric making me moan harder.

Nathan doesn't say anything, continuing to change bodies as I explore every single inch of this body.

"Hmmm…" I whisper. Even his voice sends tingles down my spine. I massage his big thighs, the fabric of the pants feeling oddly satisfying against his skin. The thought of the real body seeing himself doing this sends a thrill. Sometimes I daydream about pretending to run into him with his own body, trying to seduce him using his own voice. I imagine using his hands to slowly massage his body, kissing the original man's lips using his own. I've already released his cock, stroking it in all its glory. It's veiny, pre-cum making it all shiny. I stroke the guy's cock faster, blood rushing in and making his dick even harder. It pulsates, my knees losing strength as I think of sucking the man's cock using his own mouth. I grip the side of the table as I gasp, closing my eyes as cum shoots up and onto my clothes and on my face.

"Finally got that out of your system?"

I'm still closing my eyes, breathing up and down, relishing the feeling of hot cum on my face. When I open my eyes, I gasp at Nathan.

"I think I found the one."

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Bro Takeover

It wasn't very hard to possess this body, he was too busy looking at his phone that I jumped right in. I can still feel him trying to resurface, so I push him down and let out a smirk.

"What's happening?" I hear his voice in my mind.

I flex his arms, seeing the muscles constrict and tense. "I got your body now, bro."

"W-What?"

I grab his cock through his pants and feel it already getting hard. "Well, you were wasting this dick on all these women when you already have so many bros who would gladly take care of it."

I stroke his cock, seeing the outline of his massive meat on his pants, I grin. "You'll enjoy it, I know."

"Stop it," he says half-heartedly. He could feel the same sensations I was feeling, and I know that soon enough, he'll be begging for more.

"Oh yeah?" I tease. I raise his arms and lick his armpits. It's musky and sweaty, and I hear him groan, so I lick it some more as I fondle his chest.

"W-Why are you doing this?" I could feel his mind hastily trying to gain control, but it's weak, and I've handled way more ferocious minds than his. This isn't my first rodeo.

"Because it's fun, bro!" I say honestly. "Come on, don't tell me you don't want to play with your friends, bro."

I search his mind, and he has a couple of close friends. I imagine them worshipping his cock and rubbing their hands all over his body.

He lets out a moan, then remembers he's thinking about his friends. "Stop it! No...get the fuck out."

"Aww, come on bro. You're at least a little bit curious, ain't ya?"

I am, I hear him think, then he continues just a quickly, "N-No! Get out of my body!" I stifle my laughter.

I let out his massive cock, and I feel his embarrassment; we're in a public bathroom and anyone could come in at any moment, but I couldn't care less.

He kept whispering for me to put his cock back in his pants but I merely stroked it faster. His meat is veiny, thick, and long. God, I'm gonna enjoy fucking with this cock and getting fucked with his bubble butt. I massage his ass with his other hand, looking at his reflection of a guy seemingly hot and bothered with his own body.

I buckle his hips, pushing forward and backwards as though I were fucking something, and I scour his mind for his hot friends. Mat, from the gym, lunging and flexing his muscles and Jeremy from work. I imagine them worshipping his cock and he groans, wild and hot sensations running all over his body as his knees began to weaken and his mind began to blur if what he's feeling was what he'd actually been hiding all along or if I was the one causing it.

And then he shoots, ropes of cum spreading to the floor and to his pants. Cum drips from his cock to his hands, and I spread his cum all over his body. His body is warm, his muscles constricting and flexing ever so slightly as cum makes it seem to glisten. I smell his armpits again. It's wet and hot, and I sniff as much as I can, taking in his strong musk. Sweat and cum seemed to mix and the smell reminds me of a busy gym. Damn, how fun it'll be when I go to a gay bar with this straight body.

He's quiet now, resigned.

I look at the mirror and smirk, bringing his hand up and licking the cum off his hand. It's salty and still a bit warm, and I lick his hands again and again, relishing the feeling of the new body.

"Don't worry bro," I said. "You'll get used to this. But answer this, though, did you enjoy it?"

A couple of guys enter the bathroom and stops talking when they see a man with his cum-stained pants on the floor with his cock dripping with even more cum.

I grin and flex at them, showing off his sweaty arms, "Like what you see?"

They're too shocked to say anything and they quickly take their leave. I laugh, then look back at his handsome face. "Now bro, answer the question. Did you enjoy it?"

I wait for a couple of seconds, as I feel him mulling over the events. When he answers, I grin.

"...yes."

#male possession #male takeover

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A Fortunate Accident

I never expected to swap bodies with my uncle. He was driving and I was next to him. He was drunk, evidently from the smell of liquor in the car, and next thing I know, we were in an accident. We hit a tree, and there were smoke coming out of the car.

"Are you okay?" I said. I looked to my right to see if my uncle was okay, but there was only road. I looked to the left and I was staring at myself! I was in the right side of the car! I immediately grabbed my—I retracted and grabbed my uncle's phone instead—and looked at myself in the camera. I was him! My mouth hanged open, his bearded face doing the same.

"I'm fucking handsome," I muttered with my new voice.

"What's happening?" I hear a groan. It was my voice.

I looked at myself, groaning and slowly opening his eyes. He was fine, and there weren't any blood.

I tried to do my best impression of my uncle. "Are you alright, kiddo?"

"Yes... wait, what the hell is happening!?"

He looked at me, eyes wide, so I said, "I think you have a concussion."

He looked at his hands, feeling his arm and staring right at my face. "What the fuck!"

"Let's get you home," I said, thinking of what my real uncle would've said in that situation.

He nodded hazily, and I managed to bring him home. He wasn't hurt by the accident, but he sure as hell looked like he was dazed because of the switch. He'll just have to get used to his new body.

Now here I am flexing and taking photos of my uncle's beautiful body. I look at every inch of tattoo and skin, and I flex even harder. I can feel uncle's cock hardening, and I slowly tug it with his hand, smiling a bit as I take more and more photos.

I think I'm going to enjoy being in his body for a while...

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The Hot Stud

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I take picture with his phone—or should I say, my phone—and take in his wonderful body.

Two hours ago, I was working out when I saw this hot stud come in. It was my first day at the gym and my body was still lanky. I couldn't focus on the workout and all I could do was stare at his handsome face and muscled body, looking at every inch of solid hunk of meat. The next thing I remember, I was looking up and my chest was heaving up and down.

"What the—?" I said, a different voice coming out of my throat. "What the fuck!"

It was an older man's voice, and way, way deeper than mine.

"What's happening?" I mutter, relishing the deep voice as I felt myself grow aroused.

I looked below me. It wasn't my own body! I lifted my shirt only to see that I was ripped! Every inch of my body was beautiful, and covered with sweat from the apparent workout. I looked at the mirror and it was the face of the hot stud I was looking at looking back at me!

I smiled, and the handsome reflection smiled back. I felt my cock harden. No, wait, it was his cock. I tug it with his meaty hand. It was huge! I wasn't even fully hard yet but it was already long and thick!

"Oh fuck," I say, feeling his cock go harder as I relish his deep manly voice. I roll his tongue around, taking in the saliva. I massage his big biceps, feeling the sweaty skin and sweaty arm pits. I brought it to his lips, and looked at his reflection seemingly licking his own armpit. His cock grew harder, and I just knew I wanted to shoot my load.

I got up, momentarily realigning myself with my new height, and sprinted to the bathroom.

I quickly removed his pants, and his big schlong bounces out like an animal coming out of its cage. It was magnificent, and I sucked in a breath, smelling the scent of his musk empowered by the workout.

I touched the tip of his cock and I moaned, but it was his voice that came out which made me moan all the louder.

I began stroking his cock in long slow motions, taking in every inch of the thick cock I knew I would never get tired of.

"Fuck," I whispered. Even his voice turned me on, and I stroked his fat cock faster.

I moaned, with his right hand stroking his cock and with his left hand feeling up every inch of his chest, I grew closer to shooting my load.

I massage his beard and stroke his cheek, painfully aware at his moaning voice and his heaving chest.

"I'm gonna—unghh!" I shoot my load, his hips bucking forwards and backwards as streams of cum shot upwards and into his chest.

I breathe up and down, feeling his chest heave up and down, and everything felt different in this body. I felt heavier and better. Even breathing felt different.

I cleaned myself up and grabbed his phone. I went back to the gym room and tried to find my old body. I couldn't find it. I wasn't sure if he—the original he—was in my body or not, but I didn't give a shit. I was in a new and better body, and I knew I'm going to enjoy every second of it.

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