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novamuscle · 28 days

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World of Magicians: Hanging Out With My Brother’s Body Pt. 1

Clark:

My Big Bro Tristan has been a dick to me since we were kids. Growing up in a society of magicians, he would find creative ways to make my life hell.

One time he turned me into a dog and I had to use the bathroom outside. It took my dad a whole week to spell me back to my normal human and still like the smell of dog food.

My Brother was a player and seemed to go through girlfriends faster than a pair of underwear. Which makes sense because he’s fairly attractive. He’s 6,2” with a fairly decent face. But his best attribute was his built body. If he isn’t trying to find a way to torture me, you can probably find him in the gym working out.

My best friend Tom talks about his body all of the time with me. Although, Tom doesn’t like Tristan as a person. He loves to come over after school just to catch a glimpse of my brother who’s normally shirtless with just a pair of workout shorts on.

This annoyed me the most because I’ve had a crush on Tom since middle school. I just wish he was as into me as much as he’s into my bro’s body.

Anyway, today was just like any other. Tom and I just finished up class at Hampton High. Which is the local magicians high school. And we’re heading back to my house. Walking into my house both of us were startled by the sound of someone screaming help from upstairs. We both rushed upstairs and can hear the screams are coming from my brothers room.

I open up my brother’s door only to find my brother’s head screaming from his bed.

“Hey little bro! I’m so glad you’re here! You have to help me!!” says Tristian’s head.

“What the hell! Tristian what happened? And where is your body?”

“I’m not really sure, my body was here a little bit ago but it left me and shut the door behind.”

“How did this happen?” Tom asks him.

“You remember Tiffanie the girl I was seeing right? Well she found out I’ve been cheating on her with her best friend Jessica. The next thing you know she started spelling me and left me here like this.”

“Hahahaha that’s hilarious! I guess you can say she really left you with a bit of a head ache.” says Tom at his best attempt of a joke.

“Shut up dude! Find my body and put my head back right now!” screams my brother’s head.

“And why should we help you? What have you done for us?” I add in.

“Because I’m won’t beat your ass once I get my body back! That’s why!”

“Not good enough. Tom what do you think?”

Tom looks over at Tristan’s head and back at me. “Looks like your bro got exactly what he deserves.”

That’s when we hear a noise coming from the hallway bathroom.

“I think I know where your body is… Maybe we should go have some fun with it.,” I say mischievously.

“YOU FAGS BETTER LEAVE MY BODY ALONE! I SWEAR WHEN I GET MY BOD—“

All of the sudden Tom takes one of Tristan’s dirty socks from the ground and puts it in Tristan’s mouth. “Haha put a sock in it, literally!”

We both leave my brothers angry head in his bedroom and work our way to the bathroom.

Standing in front of us was my brother’s body in nothing but boxers. Tom was drooling on himself. I walk in and poke him on the arm, only for his body to respond by giving me a hug.

“I guess we can both agree that it has a mind of its own.”

“Tristan, can you feel me touch you?”

“WHAT ARE YOU FAGS DOING IN WITH MY BODY? OH YOU JUST WAIT!” I guess he got the sock out of his mouth.

Tom walks back to Tristan’s room and grabs a couple of things and shuts the door behind him.

“Clark, you want to go to the beach? I got our new friend a pair of swim trunks to wear.”

“Sounds good to me! Sure beats staying here and listening to his head whine.”

Tom and I changed our clothes and I loaned him a pair of swim trunks. We both sat my brothers body down on my bed and worked the yellow trunks over his thick calves. While Tristan’s body starts lovingly petting us with his meaty hands.

“I think I like your brother a lot more like this. Hes a lot more friendly that’s for sure.”

“Yeah man me too!”

“Clark, do you mind if I—“

I already knew what he was going to ask me, I nodded my head and Tom whips out my brothers humongous cock.

“Damn! It’s bigger than I thought! I was kind of hoping it was going to be small.”

Tom couldn’t hear a word coming from my mouth. He was too mesmerized by my brothers massive member.

“Clark, I’m sorry you have to witness this in advance.”

“Wait, what?”

That’s when Tom takes my brothers cock and starts going to town on it. My brothers body takes my hand and starts gliding it across his chest. Damn, am I really about to do this?

I hop on to my bed and start sucking on my brother’s nipples while Tom’s still going to town on his dick. I then hop off of the bed and take his massive foot to my face licking in between each toe. I feel his toes start to flex in my mouth as he starts cumming. Tom tries to swallow all of it but his body cums so much that a bunch gets all over his chest. That’s when Tom and I decided to lick it clean.

Once we finished, we pull his bathing suit back up and got ready to head out.

On the way out I could lightly hear my brothers head still screaming from his room.

I shout upstairs,”Don’t worry big bro, we’ll make sure your body is safe with us!”

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novamuscle · 29 days

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Sunday morning, the ritual he performed yesterday now bears its fruits. The whole football team will lose little bit of muscle and all goes straight to him. His clothes can’t contain the growing pecs of pure muscle it might be a good idea to do this ritual more than once.

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novamuscle · 29 days

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Love them sensitive

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novamuscle · 29 days

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Damn, the things I'd do those swole pecs...

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Connors the nerdy jock

"JESUS CHRIST I AM FUCKING HUGEEEE BRO!!!"

I just couldn't believe I was 'Connors' the college football captain! He was always at the center of attention, had rich parents, have sex with anyone he wanted but looked at me in disgust.

I never forget the night he came to me asking for my help on his studies. I agreed to this knowing it was a perfect opportunity to teach him a life lesson. He came pver the next morning wearing his typical gym clothes which had a musky scent. I was trying to hide my boner and he laughed. What he didn't realised that there was that above him on the ceiling was a small device. Once he started to copy my answers that was the moment!

I placed a node on my forehead and I activated the device. Me and Connors SWAPPED BODIES!!!

He woke up in my scrawny body but he couldn't move as I spiked my own drink. I got up knowing now this was all mine!

"FINALLY CONNORS THE MAN OF COLLEGE!!!" *flexes away feeling up all my new newly gained muscles!!

"FUCK BRO, YOU WERE BI!!! NO WONDER WHY YOU WAS GOING TO USE MY SEXUALITY TO YOUR ADVANTAGE!

I couldn't believe he was going to blackmail me but times have changed and I am Connors the nerdy jock!

I walked over and I saw him trying to go mad at me and I showed him my bulge which sent his cock twitching. That confirmed he now lusts over me still. Maybe I use that to my advantage with him thinking we might switch back!

Time to head to the gym to see if I can find a fuck for tonight!

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Body / Role swap! Alpha!

I didn't expect my bf to agree to this swap. He was wanting to feel the life of a bottom bitch and now he shall have that. I am amazed how strong this body is and especially to have this cock as my own. I loved how it feels when he was fucking me senseless but now I get to experience it.

This body is so fucking powerful and I'm m loving all these memories how everyone admires me especially during sport and gym sessions. All starting at my gorgeous body and my big thick cock showing against my tight shorts.

Maybe we were meant to be together but as each other. I know how to work my new cock better than he did but he might be more pleasurable as my bottom. Fucking hell the power I feeling now with this cock erecting and my new testerones flying through my veins.

Its time to fuck that sexy piece of meat of mine. I will fuck him when I want and how I want. He has nothing to stop me now!

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Jock captain

Finally, the captain of the sports team is standing there without a soul! What a struggle it was to pull Johnson out of his body into the soul trapper stone. He fought well but he failed as his body goes limp waiting for whoever takes him over.

My friend agreed to help me as he pulled me out of my body and released me into Johnson! I woke up feeling so strong and sexy as I'm adjusting to my new build, this body felt incredible knowing I work out daily and love to play sports. I knew everything about Johnson as I smirk in the mirror, feeling so dumb and Jockish. All these pussies I have fucked over the last few months was getting me hard.

I got to focus on fucking some of my closet jocks as they would beg to have my cock and not to let me down.

The new Johnson is here!

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Michael licked his biceps. He missed the taste of that small little pipsqueak of a man. Some odd days ago, he had been booked to be a dancer for this nerdy little fella. He stripped his clothes, all while pressing his body against the cute nerdy weakling sitting in the chair under him. At some point during his performance, his stomach gurggled. It longed to be full. Michael attempted to ignore it but once his patron asked "Hungry are we?" the muscled stud couldn't help himself and gobbled up his customer like a fine steak.The taste was divine and he never felt so full before. After the boy had been digested, Michael felt a sense of longing wash over him. The need to taste him again.

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Bookstore

I chuckled leading Ryan down the steps.

“Cmon, should just be down this alley”.

It always rained in the city, but the clouds seemed to be just a bit darker, the water pouring just a bit heavier down the alleyway. Neon signs from outcast shops and suspicious eyes peered across window covered blinds.

Ryan was clearly uncomfortable. “Look dude, this place doesn’t even show up on a map. You sure they’re not gonna harvest our organs or something?”

I laughed.

“Sash wanted another book from this store for her birthday, right?” The corners of his mouth pulled, confirming. “Same kind that I got her for Christmas”? This time, a nod. “Well, you can’t really get these kinds of books from a regular store… you have to know a guy” I winked, running my hand over his shoulder and pulling him close to me in a joking fashion.

The smell was divine. The man must have just had a gym session before coming to me. Among the scent of the rain and city, his musk penetrated, clinging to my nose. An earthy, almost acrid scent graced my lungs. I squeezed him tighter to me, involuntarily. A second later, I felt another scent permeate my soul. It filled me with indescribable envy and dizzying lust, and I felt my mouth salivate at what could only be a gust of the damp air from inside his shorts, escaping through a small crack from when I had pushed his body closer to mine. I realized far too late that I was clinging onto him.

His face was not amused. Ryan grunted and distanced himself slightly, avoiding invoking the past few moments between us.

Ryan grimaced before sighing, cutting the silence. “Yeah man, I guess. Honestly, I don’t even know if it’s worth it at this point. He pondered for a moment, thinking of the hours she spent reading and rereading from that old book, transfixed, mesmerized. This was definitely what he needed to take their relationship to the next step. “Of course it is.” He seemed to mentally note.

Sasha was always really good at attracting amazing guys. Kind, charming, guys straight out of movies seemed almost drawn to her. Of course, they were never really her type- she always seemed to like them a little nerdy.

That all changed with Ryan. Just after Christmas, he caught sight of her reading from an old book at a cafe, offered her a drink and a chat, and for the first time in her life, she reciprocated his advances.

Ryan was patient and gentle. He often brought flowers, asked about her day, took her on dates. I felt a bit of resentment from him, as Sasha didn’t seem particularly romantic, and often invited me to their dates, almost bringing Ryan to me for “approval”. He seemed to take it all in stride though, remaining friendly and cordial and often including me in their conversations.

“We’re here” I stated flatly. In front of us stood a dingy black door, dimly lit by a small, flickering bulb. I stared at Ryan for a reaction. He gulped, before calmly placing his hands on the door. It nudged slightly, whining. He gestured for me to help him.

We both pushed into the creaky door that seemed to lead into an infinite void. Blackness swallowed us both before the door slammed shut and the room seemed to illuminate.

The bookstore seemed larger on the inside, row upon endless row decorated with looming shelves and ornate books. A gentle, woody scent lingered through the air, pulling us deeper.

“So.. how did you even find out about this place?” He asked as stared in awe at each shelf.

This time, I shrugged, holding a smile. “I know a guy”.

Ryan inspected each book closer- not a single one numbered or lettered. He pulled a stool from nearby before staring again at one of the nondescript books.

“None of these have any titles?” He asked.

I hid another smile as I innocently asked him to try one.

As he pulled a book from the shelf, he seemed to be acutely aware of the dust accumulating on the spine. He brushed the spine slowly before the title of the book revealed itself: “Ryan Weathers”. Ryan looked back at me, incredulous.

“W-what the fuck”? he laughed gently. He opened the page to inspect the words, and I watched as dread began to paint his face. “This… this is me… this is my story” he gently said. Without warning, he immediately began to thumb through the pages to look at the end of the book, only to be met with blank pages. He frowned as he continued slower this time, working backwards until he finally found the last written page. “Ryan entered the bookshop”.

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“Weird”, I stated. This time, I couldn’t pull my smile. “Can I see?“ I unsheathed a pen from my pocket in anticipation.

I quickly pulled the Ryan book from his grasp and greedily wrote a few lines. Ryan turned back in horror and stared. He could no longer move.

I quickly showed him the results on the pages of his book. “Ryan sat still, awaiting his friend’s orders”. I scribbled a few more words, and huffed in slight heat.

A bead of sweat formed on Ryan’s temple, as he slowly began to undress. I followed suit, placing my bag on the floor and pulling out a book.

“Dude… dude… what is this?” He asked softly.

I pulled a book from behind me- Sarah’s book, waving it in front of his face with a smile. I inched my naked form closer to his “Sarah really picked a good one, didn’t she?”I leaned up to Ryan, pulling his naked form around me and moaning as I wrapped his arms over my shoudlers.. “Thank you for getting a nice pump before coming here.” Ryan couldn’t move as I began to caress each of his biceps, running my tongue across and picking up his post-workout funk. Divine.

I slammed my face into his armpit, smearing a thin layer of his acrid essence across myself. I huffed as I continued. I intertwined our hands together and wrote a few more words onto his book. “Fuck bro, we’re gonna smell so nice.” We said in unison.

I grabbed another book off the shelf- this time it had my name. Ryan’s eyes worriedly scanned my pages for a clue as to what I’d do next. I used our intertwined hands to pull another item off my bag and held it up for both of us to see- this time it was a pair of scissors.

I gingerly cut a few pages off my book and looked expectantly at Ryan. Despite being unable to move or speak, his eyes relayed volumes. They were wide and hate-filled, and seemed to threaten me. I almost stopped at that moment in fear of what he’d do to me after he broke free. The fear was unfounded though, as he could only calmly sit in silence and watch in terror.

I continued, pulling myself up to his damp form and grinding our bodies together. Of course, Ryan would not reciprocate, but it was enough run my brain feral in lust. I rushed even faster as I could feel Ryan’s now-damp warm body breathing heavier in rage. I continued until I felt a pull from myself and wave after wave of cum splattered among both or bodies. I swiped a bit, huffing in heat as I ran it across his mouth.

Ryan’s eyes squinted in sheer disgust as he was forced to taste me, before I pulled my finger from his mouth. “Need both to complete the ritual” I laughed. Ryan could only looked shocked, likely thinking the main event was over.

I grabbed a few of my pages and hastily smeared our saliva and cum mixture across Ryan’s page. His eyes widened as I stuck my pages into his book, glued by our concoction. Ryan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head slightly and he felt is body push closer to mine involuntarily.

When his eyes opened, He saw our now-shared arm flexing. I reran my tongue across my new Ryan-bicep, moaning as we both felt the touch of my tongue. We were connected now. I looked back and saw pleading this time from Ryan’s eyes.

Ignoring his silent pleas, I pulled another batch of pages from my book, swiping them in the mixture of sweat and my cum across both our bodies before pasting them on Ryan’s book.

Again, Ryan’s eyes pulled back and I began to feel his vascular legs as my own.

I ran our shared arm across my new legs, shivering in shrill delight at the feel of Ryan’s musculature.

Rabid with ecstasy, I could no longer controlled myself and started tearing page after page of my own book and interweaving it into Ryan’s. He began to vocalize soft protests as he felt his flesh betray him and begin to encapsulate me. I almost drowned in the scent of Ryan’s thick musk, interweaving and dulling my senses.

Before I realized, I had cleaned our sweaty body of my cum, and was left with half my book. I could still feel Ryan’s other arm finish swallowing my own inside him as we continued to slowly meld. Drunk and mad with the power of Ryan’s body becoming mine, I leaned my sweaty back to his cheek, feeling the safety of his warm body lull me to sleep.

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When I awoke I could feel the furious Ryan next to me, desperately trying to move our arms and legs in vain. “Sorry bro” I lazily stated. My words now felt like a mix of Ryan’s and my own- a testament to how far combined we were. “Got lost in our sauce”. I chuckled with his laugh.

I could feel Ryan’s penis poking inside me, its imprint hanging limply on my belly. He caught sight of it too, and began to slightly move his head in protest as he could feel my thoughts relay what would happen next-

I gingerly used our new hands across my belly, pinching and prodding until I could feel Ryan’s dick imprint securely through my flesh.

With a wide smile and a moan, I began to use my own flesh as a sleeve over his dick, rubbing back and forth and thickening. At this, Ryan couldn’t help but moan as well. His head shook back and forth next to mine, clearly attempting to avoid the rush of our joint masturbation session.

He thrashed in vein as I felt his dick quickly stiffen and begin to prod into my belly.

I could barely keep my mental clarity from my senses being bombarded with lust and bliss. With shaking hands, I guided Ryan’s arms to gently squeeze and slot his thickening dick over mine.

At that, we both vocalized a lustful “FUCK”.

The heat and the sensations were unreal, as his dick continued to grow inside of mine, I felt myself push into my absolute limit. I screamed another fuck as I continued to pump with my Ryan arms, feel his cum exit my piss slit.

The feeling of Ryan’s warm batter coming out of me was unreal, and I barely escaped another bought of unconsciousness. Ryan was not so lucky, and I felt his sweaty head slump down next to mine. I hummed gently in his voice as I continued to work, this time using Ryan’s own cum to glue the rest of my pages into his book.

I watched my flesh begin to discolor and shape, following the contours for Ryan’s own. His torso began to push through my own and in a treating sensation I felt my flesh reconnect- now showing Ryan’s body from torso-down.

I shivered in shrill delight- this body… our body… *my* body. *I* was Ryan now-

I felt his sweaty head stir awake, and his cheek lean into mine. From his face, I could feel the corners of his lips pull into a smile. Ryan began huffing as his own face began to encapsulate my own, and the last bit of resistance of the old Ryan- small tear in our right ear slowly dribble down our cheek. I wiped the drool off our shared mouth and promptly collapsed as one being.

When I awoke, I began to pick up Ryan’s book- *my book* and wrote a few more words cementing his role as my personal meat-suit to eternity. I rewrote some passages from Sasha’s book undoing her spell before placing both our books back on the shelf and watching in delight as the titles began to fade.

I ran my hands across my new face- Ryan’s face before putting on his clothes and promptly leaving the bookstore a new man.

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The pics could probably use some work… Happy 2023!

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novamuscle · 1 month

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Absorbing Mass

"Keaton, holy shit! How!?" Richter, Keaton's long-time bully in college, asked. Keaton was a fucking wimp a week ago, and now, he was the most massive person Richter had ever seen! His pecs were the size of Richter's head, and his biceps were even fucking larger. If Keaton desired, he could squash Richter's head by putting it between his arms and flexing. Keaton knew he had no chance of winning hand-to-hand combat with him. All he could ever do was look for an opening and escape.

"How? You asked? I had a little help with your loyal little goons." Keaton smiled.

"Eric and Cris? What do you mean? I haven't seen those two idiots for days."

"You can't find them because they're here," Keaton pointed to two of his massive pecs. "Don't worry. You'll join them soon."

Richter tried to run, but Keaton was unusually faster for his size. Instead of hitting the door, Richter smashed against Keaton's bare sweaty chest. He tried to push him away, but he was shocked to see both his hands were now deep inside Keaton. It's like he was absorbing him! More of his arms disappeared, and it didn't stop until he was completely absorbed. All Richter could do was scream his final moments with no one to hear his pleas.

Finally! Keaton finished the three fuckers who made his life a living hell. As he absorbed Richter's body, he felt his muscles throb and grow beyond their limits. He partially absorbed Richter for additional mass, but the main reason lay now with the tightening on his crotch. Keaton pulled his tight shorts and saw his package growing the biggest they've ever been. His problems were gone; all that remained was to test out this body.

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Stardom

(Make sure to read ➡️ Miss These Bro? ⬅️ First!)

I still couldn’t believe Calvin-I mean Brett actually got his brother to suck on muscle tits like that. I wouldn’t have believed it had he not sent me a picture for proof. Lucky bastard, getting to swap bodies with his hunky older bro. Both of us had always had a crush on him and now he got to have all that hot muscle to himself. I’d probably be more jealous if I didn’t happen to land in a gorgeous body myself. A massive upgrade compared to my old body, that’s for sure.

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Before the swap I had been an aspiring actor. I went to all the drama and theatre classes back in school and studied it even further through college. And I was good at it! All the people around me seemed to think so anyway. And so by the time I left college, I had a dream. Not just to become an actor, but to become a star! To really make a name for myself in the film and tv industry in hopes that one day people around the world would know my name. Some said I might’ve been dreaming a little too big and to temper my expectations but how the hell do you expect to get anywhere if you don’t shoot for the stars!

Yet over the last couple years I quickly noticed a pattern. While I was always stuck playing background characters, it was always the dudes that were huge and buff or lean and fit that got the real opportunities. I wouldn’t say I was unattractive myself but I certainly couldn’t hold a candle to some of the ruggedly handsome men I saw getting offered the big roles. People around me try to say that dudes like me get offered roles for ‘relatable characters’ all the time but at the end of the day those roles were rarely ever big enough for someone to really make a name for themselves. At the end of the day most people wanted to see models front and centre.

Upon this realisation I tried my best to get into fitness but it never stuck. I could never keep a routine or a diet. Gradually this caused me to give up hope on my dreams of stardom and forced me to accept the reality that I was probably just going to be a background actor for most of my career. If I even decided to stick with acting that was. After all it wasn’t as if I was just gonna wake up one morning looking like Chris Hemsworth… right?

Well one evening I was laid in bed scrolling through my phone and contemplating my life decisions when the whole world around me began to spin. My vision blurred and for a moment it felt as though I weighed nothing at all. As if I were somehow floating through the air like a leaf in the wind. Yet the feeling disappeared just as suddenly as it came and with it my vision began to clear.

Before anything else the first thing I noticed was the hot water cascading down my body which did well in snapping me back to reality. I jolted forwards slightly, blinking my eyes a little as I was clearly no longer in my bedroom but rather a bathroom that I didn’t recognise. The shower behind me continued to rain onto my back as I gathered my bearings, noticing how my weight felt a little off as my eyes scanned around the room. It was much bigger and far more decorated than the tiny bathroom I’d grown accustomed to.

A few long locks of wet hair fell into view as they obscured my vision for a moment, prompting me to brush it back and out of my face. But that wasn’t right… I’d always kept my hair short. And yet now I could feel my hair running down my neck and upper back as well as over my shoulders a little. But as I glanced down to inspect the long wet hair that was seemingly my own, I was met with a much bigger surprise.

Instead of the flat chest and flabby belly I’d grown accustomed to, my hair instead cascaded over a thick pair of strong looking pecs that sat just above a set of abs that’d been forged over my stomach. Two things I never imagined I’d have! Yet it didn’t stop there. My arms seemed huge compared to before with these powerful looking biceps that bulged as I inspected them. They did well to compliment my now much wider shoulders. But then there was my cock. It looked so… perfect. It was only just starting to harden but I could already tell it was much bigger. Not to mention the much heftier ballsack below it that I couldn’t help cradling for a moment. But even further past that was my legs. Not only were they much bulkier than before but also seemed a bit longer as well. I found myself running a hand across my thicker, hairier thigh as I slowly drifted further back until I reached my ass. Along with now having a light dusting of hair, felt bigger but tighter at the same time with toned muscle. Needless to say my mind could barely process what was happening. All these new sensations all at once was quite the overload to say the least.

I took a deep breath while continuing to explore myself. Running my finger along the contours of muscle across my body. Touching my face and noticing how odd it felt. Not to mention the beard I now had! I’d always tried to grow one before but I never came through that well. Always looking patchy and thin. But just brushing my hands through this new beard I could already tell how thick and full it was. At this point I had no idea what the hell had happened to me but despite how inexplicable and insane it seemed, I couldn’t help but feel enthralled.

After a few more moments of inspecting my form and jerking my fatter cock absentmindedly, I found myself switching off the shower and stepping out. I made an instant b-line for the bathroom mirror, hard dick bouncing with every step. When I saw the reflection that stared back at me, my jaw dropped.

“What th-” Before I could even get the words out of my mouth, I was cut short by the sound of my voice. It was so different. Smoother and more masculine sounding. The type of voice that could woo almost anyone with its deep calming tone. “W-what happened…” I mumbled as I gazed upon the Adonis in the mirror. I could hardly even comprehend that the man staring back at me was myself. All that gorgeous looking muscle under my command. Those shape rugged features. That long well kept hair and beard. That beautiful throbbing cock.

“I… I’m… I’m a fucking hunk!” I almost couldn’t believe my own words but it was true. I was sexy beyond belief. A walking wet dream! I had no idea how but I’d become almost the exact type of guy I’d jerk off to in my spare time. A true gift of male beauty who was bound to catch the eye of even the straightest of men. A genetic masterpiece whose mere presence would seemingly demand respect and recognition.

And what was the first thing I did? Why I beat my fucking meat like crazy of course!

Just one look at my new reflection had my fat new dick drooling with precum. Could ya blame me? I was a fucking stud! And I had the dick of a stud too! After getting a good look at myself I practically couldn’t resist gripping it with an iron fist and pumping like there was no tomorrow. All the while staring into the mirror and admiring myself as my hand grew slick with pre. I just couldn’t believe how dreamy I was. I could’ve gotten lost in my own eyes if I wasn’t already lost in the pleasure of jerking my cock. Fuck it had to have been the hottest thing I’d ever seen. A hunk just losing his mind over how hot he looks. And that hunk was me!

Soon enough I was jerking off like an animal. My huge balls bounced furiously while I constantly had to flick my hair out of the way. I had to hold onto the sink with my free hand for support whenever I wasn’t using it to feel myself up. It was so intense I just couldn’t stop whacking off. I was just so hot and horny! All the while shouting about how much of a fucking hot stud I was. However it all came to a head when I decided to turn around and look at my backside in the mirror. Still jerking, I peered over my shoulder and got a good look at my new ass. It was so round and perfect! The exact same kind of ass I would fantasise about fucking all the time! And now it was mine! Just the thought of that and the sight of my new ass was enough to drive me completely mad with lust until…

“Oooohhhhh… FUUUUUUUUUUUU-” I groaned out in an almost theatrical manner. My fat cock launched its virile semen in ropes of heavy cum that splattered across the lavish looking bathroom. I could hardly control it or myself as I tossed my head back in divine satisfaction. The likes of which I’d never before felt until my cock finally done unloading. Well, besides dripping a few final heavy globs.

Once I’d finally cooled off, I turned back around and looked at myself once again. For real this time. How did this happen? Who was I? Because this sure as hell wasn’t my body and I certainly wasn’t in my own bathroom either. Was there really some kind of higher power out there that’d granted me a new life somehow? I had no idea. Nothing about this made sense. But honestly, at that moment, I didn’t care. All I knew was that by some miracle I now looked like the hunk of my own dreams!

I must’ve spent god knows how long in front of that mirror exploring every inch of my new body and pulling all sorts of weird faces after drying myself off with a towel. I had so much fun playing with new luscious hair and just enjoying how manly I looked. Eventually however I decided I had to venture outside the bathroom and so with a towel wrapped around my waist I opened the door and what I saw didn’t disappoint.

Instead of my crummy old place I was greeted by a lavish apartment. It wasn’t anything too high end but it was certainly far above anything I could afford with ornate furniture and plenty of decor to really make it feel like a home. Not to mention it was very clean with almost no mess whatsoever. Even the large comfy looking bed was perfectly made.

Right away I started raiding the closet for some good clothes. Trying on all sorts of outfits that fit my new body perfectly. Gym clothes, winter clothes, smart clothes. But in the end I decided to keep on something a bit more casual. You can never go wrong with a good ol white tee and jeans after all! God just the way those sleeves hugged my biceps was intoxicating on its own, never mind the hefty looking bulge in my jeans. If I hadn’t just drained every last drop out of my balls I’d probably have wanted to jerk off again right then and there.

Afterwards I took some time to really survey my new apartment. Checking out all the cupboards and draws. Sifting through the personal items that were lying around or hidden away. Naturally it wasn’t long before a found a phone which swiftly unlocked with Face ID confirming it belonged to this body. After a couple minutes of snooping I found out that my new my was Brock and that I was fucking huge on social media. As in, over 2 million followers on Instagram kind of huge. There were a bunch of pictures on my account of my new self that all had tens of thousands of likes and masses of comments from people saying how much they loved me. It was fucking surreal!

With a grin I made my way back towards the very same bathroom mirror I’d been moaning in front not long prior and just took it all in. A man who was fit and tall with stunning masculine looks and long gorgeous hair. A man who looked as though he could have anything he wanted. Be anything he wanted. I didn’t know how and I didn’t know why. But that man was me now and I never wanted to go back.

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Since then it’s been over a whole month. The first week was insane as pretty much the whole world was in disarray. Apparently it wasn’t just me that was affected. Some kind of cosmic event that was now being called The Great Shift by the media had caused mass body swaps all over the planet. Most people had swapped with people nearby to their location but in some cases like mine people had found themselves in entirely different states or countries. There were only a small handful of people that weren’t affected from what I heard but besides them everyone was panicking about their new bodies. Well, almost everyone.

I was having the time of my life! Being switched with Brock almost felt like the universe correcting a mistake and since then things have never been better. People seem to gravitate towards me now and actually show me respect. When I’m out and about I can always feel either lustful or jealous eyes on me. I can only imagine they’re wishing they could’ve been the ones to switch with Brock but unfortunately for them this body is all mine. I’ve also noticed that I’ve easily picked up on some of his habits such as going to the gym regularly without it feeling like a chore which has helped me keep this amazing body in shape. I can’t help but love how fucking powerful I feel whenever I’m lifting weights and working up a sweat. I also managed to keep this hair and beard looking fantastic and have overall done a good job on keeping up the appearance Brock had made for himself.

Despite all the panic and whining however, people have realised that the world must keep turning and so efforts are being made to get things back to normal. Hell, some movie production places near me are already starting to open back up again with auditions. Not too surprising considering I now lived in Hollywood. Long story short though, I’ve auditioned for a few roles here and there and they all love me! I’ve been offered pretty much every part I’ve auditioned for and other roles on top of that! It’s incredible! Becoming Brock really has opened up a whole new gateway of opportunities for me. Rather than being stuck in the background they wanted me and my gorgeous looks to be front and centre just like I’d always wished to be. At last I feel as though my dream of becoming a star is finally within my grasp.

For my first role I’ve decided to take the part of a Roman in a new and upcoming movie. I’ll be one of the pivotal characters in the movie and will most likely be shown on the posters and in the trailers for it all! I couldn’t be more excited! Of course we’re a while away from filming anything just yet but they’ve already allowed me to try on a prototype of the costume I’d be wearing throughout most of the movie. It has a top half to it but personally I think I look better without that part. They’ll probably find a way to let me show off my pecs and abs at some point during the film anyway.

Since everything has been delayed due to the chaos of the great shift, I’ve actually got quite a bit of time to kill. Most of what I’ve been doing is posting to my Instagram, working out and hooking up here and there. Most of the guys I’ve been with are still nervous about having sex in a different body but it never takes long for me to charm them into bed. Before long they’re moaning about how fat my cock is and begging for my load. I’m not even kidding when I say I’ve gotten more ass in this past month than I had in my whole life before!

I was also able to get back in touch with my best friend from my old life, Calvin. Although now he goes by Brett after switching with his older brother. He couldn’t believe it when he saw what kind of body I’d landed in. Since then we’ve been calling and texting back and forth, keeping each other updated on our new lives. Apparently while I’ve been hooking up and fucking dudes left and right he’s been teasing his now younger brother a lot with his own hot body. Lucky bastard must be having a ton of fun with that after all the fantasies him and I had about his big brother.

That said, I've also received a few messages from my old body as well. The original Brock trying to reach out to me. When I finally responded to him he was hysterical at first. Going on and on about how I’d better not fuck up his body and life.

———

<Brock> Just don’t do anything stupid while you’re in my body man. I worked really fucking hard for the physique so you’d better not mess it up. And don’t even think of cutting my hair!

<Alex> Of course dude chill out. This body is too incredible to let go to waste. Not to mention my hair feels awesome! I was always too scared to grow it out because I didn’t think it’d look good but with this body it looks amazing. Not to mention my new beard. I’d never have been able to grow one this perfect in my old body

<Brock> I think you mean my hair and my beard. And I’ll be taking it back as soon as a way to reverse this has been figured out

<Alex> A way to reverse it huh? Dude nobody has any fucking clue how this all even happened. Just that it was some freak cosmic event. Do you really think we’re gonna find a way to recreate some freaky shit like that any time soon? Face it. I’m Brock now. This body is mine

<Brock> No the fuck you’re not! That body belongs to me you little asshole! One day a method to reverse this is gonna be found and when it is you can have your shitty body back

<Alex> Yeah? Well I’ve got a feeling that’s not gonna. Even if a reversal method is figured out, I’ll make sure to have made some friends in high places to be sure that I never go back. Sorry man, I know it sucks for you but I think I was destined to be Brock you know. Because of this switch all of my dreams are suddenly possible. It’s like the universe wanted me to take your body. So I’m gonna make sure it stays that way

<Brock> SHUT UP! The universe didn’t give you shit! You’re just a lucky little bitch that happened to get my body. You’re not keeping it!

<Alex> Okay well you can stay in denial for as long as you want man. I’m just gonna keep using this new dick of mine to fuck dudes and fill their assholes with cum 😏

<Brock> WHAT?! DON’T YOU DARE PUT MY DICK NEAR ANOTHER DUDE! I'M NOT GAY!

<Alex> I know but I am 😘

<Brock> I’m gonna fucking kill you.

<Alex> Good luck with that. Anyways I’m gonna go take some photos for Instagram. I’ll make sure to take a lot to help you remember everything you used to have. Just try not to jack off to it too hard lmao!

<Brock> Fuck you

———

I remember clear as crystal how shortly after I blew a massive load while roaring about how I was the real Brock now as a way of claiming my new identity in a kinky way. And the best part is that I filmed the whole thing and sent it to him right after! He immediately started cursing me via text message. That conversation was a few weeks back and we haven’t spoken since.

Since then I’ve just gotten on with my new life and enjoyed it to the fullest. In fact, since Brett sent me those messages of him and his brother starting to get a little steamy, I’ve been thinking of heading down there for a little visit so I can see it for myself. Maybe I can get the new Calvin to worship me as well. After that I’ve got no doubt Brett is gonna want to fuck this perfect body of mine. In which case I’m sure we could take things to the bedroom and make his little brother sit by and watch as two hunks like us wrestle around and fill each other up to the brim. God I can see it already.

While I’m back in my hometown maybe I could give the original Brock a visit. I know he was angry the last time we spoke but maybe getting to see his former body in person will convince him into doing a little bit of muscle worship for me.

Fuck I’m beyond excited! I need to text Brett asap and tell him I’ll be heading down soon!

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Damn, I'd gladly help with that

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Nbm story of a group of guys having a halloween party when the headless horseman comes in and starts detaching heads. Its revealed that its the father of one of the guys wanting a quiet halloween for once. But now itll be filled with heads sucking, feet worshipped and butts filled. Maybe the son can be in on it and bringing his hottest friends but not expecting to also get detached.

Ohhhh the plot lines great!! I may take a little small adjustment to the storyline. Hope you enjoy!!

Halloween Tales: The Headless Horsemen Crashes A Party

Kyle:

I’ve been planning this party for months now. It’s going to be something no one is expecting.

Especially, our frat boy neighbors….

When I decided to join a ‘normal’ university, I wasn’t expecting everyone to be so stereotypical.

Specifically, the ‘jock culture’ on campus.

I come from a long line of great wizards and through my younger years all I wanted was to be a normal guy.

Until now, I can’t stand this school!! Everyday I get called a either a nerd or some gay slur.

I’ve had enough of it! So I’m going to put on one of the biggest parties this campus has ever seen.

And nobody is going to expected the fun little twist I have planned.

But first… let me check to see if my special delivery has made it in.

And it’s here!!

This huge muscled body just so happens to belong to my uncle Mike.

He owed me a favor and I told him I was going to be the Incredible Hulk for Halloween. Which tracks given his size.

(Although he’s not the brightest given he knows I go to a normies school. Oh well!)

My uncle’s body decides to go ahead and make itself comfortable. It’s already kicked off it’s shoes and socks. And honestly, I can smell his feet from only a couple feet away…

I call one of my only friends Darren to come over, he’s the only person I’ve told about my magic and seems excited about my plan for tomorrow. But just wait until what I have in store for him.

Darren walks in with his lunch and half dressed. Which is pretty normal for him. The guy can’t seem to keep his clothes on.

Which I guess him and my uncle’s body have that in common since it’s now stripping off it’s shirt and pants.

“Hey I brought lun—HOLY CRAP!!”

Darren is immediately surprised by my uncle’s headless body (typical normie).

“Hey! Thanks for lunch,” I say back with a mischievous grin.

“ Kyle! What… what is this? Is that a person?” Darren says referring to my uncle’s body which is now scratching it’s nuts.

“Yeah it’s my uncle… well most of him haha.”

He starts walking over to my uncle’s body and inspecting it.

“Dude this is insane, can uhhh he or it feel?”

“My uncle? Well no, his heads too far away at this point.”

“Gotcha…”

Darren starts poking his arm and Uncle Mike’s body twitch’s a little bit.

“Wow…that’s crazy. It moves all by itself?”

“Well yeah… it’s still alive although it’s not going to be moving freely too long, you’re going to be controlling it here shortly.”

“IM GONNA WHAT??!?”

“Just trust me.”

I walk over to my secret stash of magic tools and pull out my magical detaching sword (something I won in a wizards dual a couple years back.)

“Now this might freak you out but I’m not going to hurt in any way so just relax.”

“Dude what are you going to do with that sword?!”

“Just relax!”

“What? Hold on Kyle!!”

I swiftly, take the sword and cut off Darren head.

He screams, “AHHHHHH!!!!!” as his head falls and lands into my arms.

“See not so bad?”

I giggle as his body runs around in circles… it keeps going until Darren realizes that he’s not in any kind of danger.

I turn his head facing me, “will you calm down?”

“WTF!!! Please give me a warning with this magic stuff!!!!”

“Sorry… but I think you’re going to like this next part,” I say giving his head a wink.

I take Darren head and place it directly on top of my uncles shoulder.

Darren still shocked says, “wait what the… I’m controlling this body…”

He looks down and starts wiggling my uncle’s feet.

“Oh my god, I’m actually controlling this body… this huge and ugh very attractive body… I’m literally wearing someone else’s…” his words trail off as he exams over the massive arms and legs.

I look over at Darren’s actual body… it’s standing still given a lack of a host.

“Now time for step two… your body is going to be our guinea pig.”

I sprinkle this magic powder i made last night right where his head used to be and his body becomes fully active again.

It starts touching itself seductively, rubbing on it’s crotch.

“Dude, what did you just do to my body?”

“It’s fine, I needed to see if this powder works. After I sprinkled that powder… your body is now super h%rny! Like it’s very desperate to get off…”

“What was the point in that? Will you please clue me in on this plan!”

“Okay… so tomorrow night at the party once all of those frat d bags are here and settled in— I’ll have you controlling my uncles body storm in dressed up as the headless horseman. I’ll apply this powder on the sword and then you’ll start cutting their heads off. Since the magic powder is so potent, it should work on all of those guys. Which will then basically cause a very gay headless ^rgy.”

“Oh my god… you’re crazy!”

“Come on Darren! These guys are jerks and this is our chance to finally get back at them!”

Darren pounders for a bit…

“Can I keep your uncle’s body until tomorrow?,” he says with a grin.

“Sure lol.”

“Fine! I’m in.”

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