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Five Alien Hosts: Adventures In Italy (Part 2) - Not Alone

( 1 Year ago )

It was finally the night of the Comet Clyde, a significant event for the entire world. Everyone was looking up to the sky to contemplate the beauty of the comet, but not Victor. Victor was watching gay porn in his room, he couldn't care less about the Comet, who cares about watching a once-in-a-lifetime event, if you can watch hot men fucking instead? That's what he thought until a loud explosion came from his backyard, breaking every single window in his house.

Scared, Victor ran to see what was the cause of the explosion. When he arrived in his backyard, he stopped mid-track. There was a meteorite shaped like an egg in his backyard.

Victor slowly walked towards the egg-shaped meteorite. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Victor looked up to the sky. "It must have come from the comet," he thought. Suddenly, he heard a weird cracking noise coming from inside the egg. Victor had watched enough sci-fi movies to know there was only one explanation for that: aliens. But he just wasn't expecting what came out of the egg.

"What the..." Victor screamed and fell down in fear.

One black bug crawled out of one of the holes, then a second one, a third, a fourth, and for last, a fifth.

Victor was scared, but the bugs didn't attack him, they just stopped in front of him. Victor calmed down and slowly stretched out his hand, but before he could touch them, the bugs quickly crawled back inside the egg.

The next morning, Victor was eating breakfast while watching the news. The news — as it had been since the beginning of the year — was talking about Comet Clyde and its brief passing the night before.

"Last night, we witnessed the final passage of Comet Clyde. Although the comet was far from Earth, it still sent meteorites raining down across the globe. The countries that are confirmed to have been hit by meteorites are the United States, Italy, and Spain. It is theorized that the largest meteorite fell in Spain. No casualties have been reported. The American army is now confis-"

Victor turned off the TV and stared at the egg-shaped meteorite that he placed on his dining table. The bugs hadn't come out since the night before. He tried to feed them by putting some bread in front of the egg, but none came out. Maybe alien insects feed on something different, but what? Victor asked himself, he hoped they wouldn't feed on humans.

Suddenly he heard a loud knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw four male soldiers.

"H-hi, can I help with something?" Victor asked.

"Good morning, you're Victor Sanchez, correct?" A very good looking soldier asked. Victor nodded.

"Yes, that would be me."

"I am Sergeant Ramirez. Last night we received a report from your neighbors about an explosion coming from your house."

Victor gulped, his heart was racing, but he tried to remain calm. "An explosion? I didn't hear anything last night, s-sir."

The soldiers looked suspicious at Victor, he was never a great liar.

"Can we come in for a second?"

Victor nodded and allowed the soldiers to walk inside his house.

"Could someone explain to me exactly what's happening here?" Victor asked as the soldiers began searching his house.

"Last night, this part of the city was struck by debris from Comet Clyde. The government has ordered the Army to collect and hand over every meteorite found. It's a matter of public safety."

"Well, if a meteorite crashed in my house, I would know it, right?" Victor said in a joking manner, but inside he was very nervous.

"Yes, I guess you would..." Sergeant Ramirez then noticed the broken windows. "What happened to the windows?"

"I... I don't-"

"Sergeant, I think you'll want to check this out," another one of the soldiers said, pointing at the meteorite on the table. Victor cursed at himself; he forgot to hide the damn egg. Sergeant Ramirez raised an eyebrow and looked at Victor.

"Oooh... umm, this? This is just a house d-decoration! Please don't touch it, It's very expensive!" Victor said rushing to the table and grabbing the egg.

"The Captain said something about an egg-shaped debris, didn't he?" Another soldier pointed out.

"He did." Ramirez responded, walking towards Victor, "Sorry, we will have to confiscate this."

"No! You can't!" Victor shouted, hugging the egg tighter, he couldn't let them take it, the things they would do to those poor bugs... Victor would never forgive himself.

"We are not asking, we got orders to follow. The government's gonna compensate you for this. So, either you cooperate or we'll have to take you in."

Victor got angry and in a quick decision, he threw the egg to the floor, breaking it in half. Four bugs immediately crawled out of the broken egg and went toward the soldiers, the tiny bugs were so fast that the soldiers didn't even have time to react. One soldier attempted to reach for his gun, but before he could aim it at the bug, it swiftly crawled under his uniform pants and headed toward his head. Each bug targeted a soldier and forced its way into their ears.

The four soldiers collapsed to the floor, and one by one, they began convulsing with their eyes rolling back to white. Suddenly, all four soldiers stood up with blank faces and empty eyes, Sergeant Ramirez pulled his pants down and started to jerk off, while the other three soldiers kneeled in front of him. Victor watched as Sergeant Ramirez jerked his big shaft right on his colleagues' blank faces.

"What is happening here?" Victor asked, but Ramirez just continued mindlessly jerking off.

Soon he started to cum and the three kneeling soldiers started to eagerly lick every drop. It looked like the bugs were consuming it. So that's what the bugs feed on, Victor thought. Sergeant Ramirez remained motionless during the entire time, with his hard dick pointing up, still pulsing and dripping cum. Sergeant Ramirez then looked at Victor with his dead eyes. "Follow him." He said, pointing to the broken egg on the floor.

Victor then noticed there was still one bug left inside the egg—the fifth bug. Victor was scared that the remaining bug would do to him what the others did with the soldiers, but the bug just crawled out of the egg and went towards the door. Victor followed the bug outside until he saw the bug crawl inside the military armored vehicle that was parked in front of his house. The bug easily crawled under the car and disappeared.

A few seconds later Victor started to hear some male grunting and weird sounds coming from inside the car, and suddenly, the vehicle's door opened. Inside was the Captain of the operation: A very hot, muscular, and intimidating man.

"Get in." The man commanded, he had such a deep voice that Victor obeyed without thinking twice.

"Hello, Victor. It's good to finally be able to communicate with you." The man said.

"I know you're the bug controlling this man, but..." Victor looked at the man's huge tattooed arm, he could tear Victor in half with those arms. "is this safe?"

"I'm in control of this human now. The changes that I made in his brain are irreversible, you don't have to fear him anymore. He's my host now."

"Your host?? What happened to the real him?"

"He was gone the moment I pierced my way inside his brain. Let's put it that way: I turned him into my vehicle and I'm the only one who can drive him."

"Ok, so I'm safe from him but... Am I safe from you?"

"Yes. We didn't crash into your backyard by accident, you have been chosen by us to be our Master. We felt your energy from afar and from all the humans in this city, your desire for control was the strongest of all. We knew you wouldn't find a problem in letting us take over your kind, so we directed the egg to you."

Victor remembered he was watching gay porn when the egg crashed in his backyard, could it be related? Was his desire for the men in the porn the reason that attracted the bugs to him? He had so many questions.

"You need control and we need a controller. You're special because you don't care about them, in fact, you get aroused by it," The Captain smirked and caressed Victor's hard tent. Victor nervously laughed.

"Does this host arouse you?" The Captain flexed both his arms. Victor shyly nodded. The alien-controlled Captain placed his big hand behind Victor's head and pulled him for a rough kiss. They shared a long passionate kiss, with the Captain's big tongue dominating the kiss the entire time. Victor then started to feel the Captain's grip on his neck getting tighter. The Captain stopped the kiss while maintaining a tight grip, he smirked at Victor and said "You will be the perfect Master for us." He then spat on Victor's face and released him, leaving Victor speechless.

"Oh c'mon, I know you like it. Let's get inside, I will properly introduce you to my brothers."

Victor followed the Captain back inside his house. The four soldiers were now casually talking to each other with their deflated dicks hanging out of their flies. When they saw Victor, they dropped to their knees. "We are here to serve you. Master." They all said in unison. Victor looked at the four soldiers kneeling in his living room, they all had their tongues hanging out for some reason.

The Captain suddenly pulled down his pants and started to casually jerk off his huge shaft. Victor was amazed by the size of it. The Captain walked towards one of the soldiers and aimed the tip of the shaft at the soldier's mouth, but before shoving it inside, he looked at Victor with his empty blank eyes.

"My brothers are still hungry, will you help me feed them? I don't think this host has enough to feed them all."

Victor grinned and walked towards Sergeant Ramirez.

"Feed me, Master," he begged.

Victor didn't like the way Ramirez talked to him earlier and how he tried to take the egg from him, Victor would enjoy this part very much. Ramirez took his entire length into his throat like an expert. Victor moaned loudly and grabbed each side of Ramirez's head as he started to get hough. He looked to his side and saw the Captain doing the same with another soldier. Victor couldn't hold it any longer and started to shoot.

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( Present Days )

Victor woke up with a warm mouth wrapping around his member, he pulled the covers to reveal Grus's bodybuilder host under the sheets with his entire length inside his mouth. The bodybuilder stopped sucking and gave him a sexy smile.

"Good morning, Master," He said, giving the shaft a few kisses.

"Good morning... Grus." Victor moaned. "You know how to wake me up appropriately. After last night, you must be starving. Here, take your reward." Victor said, grabbing the bodybuilder by the hair and starting to thrust deeper into his throat. Victor moaned louder and finally gave Grus's what he wanted, filling the host's mouth with his cum. But the bodybuilder didn't swallow, he suddenly froze and his eyes rolled back as Grus crawled out of his brain and to his mouth, consuming the small pool of cum inside. As Victor waited for Grus to eat, he noticed that Alexander (Sylo's host) was not in the room with them.

The night before, Sylo had called Grus to Victor's room. They spent the night having fun with each other. Victor jerked off while he watched Alexander fuck the bodybuilder, who was on all fours moaning like a slut. Victor loved seeing two brainless hunks fucking each other right in front of him, it was like watching gay porn but now he could participate. Soon Victor was being spit-roasted with the bodybuilder's thick brown cock inside his mouth and Alexander's huge cock filling his ass. He passed out after he came.

"Where is Sylo?" Victor asked.

Grus had now crawled back inside the bodybuilder's brain and walked to the window.

"Sylo is sunbathing outside. He said Alexander would look good with a tan."

"And you? Do you have plans for..." Victor stopped talking, as he came to realize he didn't knew Grus's host name. "I just realized that I never asked your host's name, how is he called?"

"I'm offended Master," Grus joked. "His name is Ahmed."

"I'm sorry," Victor laughed. "It's hard to memorize all of their names, I don't care about their names or who they used to be, I only care about their bodies. Usually, I like to refer to them by their profession, like the mailman, the delivery man, the bodybuilder..."

"Yet you know Sylo's host name, you don't call him 'The CEO' you call him by Alexander. Is my host not hot enough for you, Master?" He asked, doing a double biceps pose.

"Don't be like that, I love your host very much. Didn't I already prove it to you last night?"

"I don't believe you, I think you like Sylo's host better. You don't appreciate me enough, I should go find another gay slut to give this body the attention it deserves." Grus joked, making Ahmed flex again for Victor.

"You're acting just like Yinx, yesterday he was all jealous that I was sharing a room with Sylo."

They shared a laugh.

"I'm going to shower him, Master, Ahmed is all sticky from last night, do you want to join? I will let you wash my body with your tongue, It's been a while since you gave one of my hosts a tongue bath."

"Maybe some other time. I will go check on Sylo." Victor then kissed Ahmed, but their kiss was suddenly interrupted by Ahmed's phone ringing.

"Who's that?" Victor asked.

"It's Ahmed's younger brother, he just won't stop calling. I think we should do something about it, Master."

Victor grabbed the phone and declined the call.

"New rule: Don't worry about your host's business, just enjoy your vacation as Ahmed. Ok?"

He nodded.

"You promise?"

"I do, Master."

They shared another kiss and then Ahmed went to take a shower while Victor went to put some clothes on.

Victor walked outside to Alexander sunbathing in the private area of the Hotel. It was an exclusive area that only Victor, Alexander, and the other hosts could access, so it was a very private place.

Alexander glanced at Victor.

"What are you staring at? You pervert." Alexander said.

"Good morning to you too, Sylo."

"Sylo? Who the fuck is that? You know what? I could use a fag like you. No one is watching, come here and clean my sweat with your tongue."

Victor sat on Alexander's lap, facing him, and gently caressed Alexander's arms, feeling the hard-earned muscles that Alexander was once so proud of. Those muscles were not built for him to grope, Alexander built them for women, but now they were for Victor, just for him and nobody else. Victor then leaned over and started to lick the sweaty biceps, especially the armpits, they had a strong musk.

"Sylo, you need to wash Alexander's body. He's smelling really strong. When was the last time you washed him?"

"Stop calling me that and go back to work!" Alexander grunted as he shoved Victor's face back into his armpit.

"Good boy, clean me up. These muscles won't clean by themselves." Alexander purred. Victor nodded and buried his face deeper into Alexander's pits, lapping at them like a thirsty dog.

"That's it, smell it, taste it, It's all for you."

While Victor was busy lapping at the muscles, Alexander pulled down his shorts and then ripped off Victor's shorts. Victor was impressed by how strong Alexander was. With his other hand, Alexander pressed the tip of his shaft into Victor's entrance. Victor grunted in pain, he was still sore from the night before.

"Take your time, Master. I know he's too big for you," Sylo broke character for the first time to make sure Victor was okay. It wasn't Victor's first time with Alexander, but it was their third, and Victor was still not used to the size. Victor's heart raced as he looked into Alexander's eyes, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Please, Alexander," he whispered. "I want you inside me." Alexander smiled and lowered him down onto his waiting cock, Victor was feeling the heat and length of the shaft stretching him impossibly wide. He gasped at the sensation and then began to move, slowly at first, but gaining momentum as they became lost in the rhythm of their bodies, soon Alexander was filling Victor's ass with his cum.

"Fuck, he has one of the biggest cock of all the hosts you guys made."

"Even bigger than Quin's host?" Alexander smirked.

Victor suddenly noticed a shadow over him, he looked up and saw Andrei — Quin's footballer host.

"Definitely not as big as mine." Andrei said.

"Oh hey Quin, you scared me for a second." Victor laughed, looking up at the handsome footballer. "What are you doing here?"

"You know, usually, I would have breakfast with Grus, but he didn't sleep in our room yesterday, he was too busy getting fucked by you two."

"Sorry, Quin, I just shot Alexander's load into Victor's ass, wish I had enough to feed you," Alexander said.

"It's ok brother, don't worry."

Victor then had an idea. "Grus is taking a shower right now. I fed him this morning, but he didn't shoot. Ahmed's balls are still very much full. Let's get inside."

Victor couldn't stand because his ass was hurting, so Andrei helped him by carrying him on his arms to his room.

Unknown to Victor and the bugs, they were not alone. A man was hidden nearby, taking photos of them. The man had a devilish smile as he looked at the photos he took. In one photo Victor was getting fucked by Alexander, in another, Andrei was carrying him in his arms. "Master is going to love this." The man said to himself.

The Janitor: Fernandez's body

I work as a Janitor at a gym, but that's not my real job, I just use the job as a Janitor to get easier acess to the prime meat, and by prime meat, I mean hot muscular men. There's no better place to harvest them than at the gym's locker room.

It's been a while since I've found a perfect specimen like Fernandez. He's tall, broad-shouldered, and he has a nice package.

I've been watching Fernandez for a while now. He's always here, every day at the same time. I've studied his habits, his working out routine. I know when he showers, when he changes. And today, I've decided it would be the day I turn him into my next wearable bodysuit.

I watched him walk to the locker room, his body covered in sweat. I followed him and as soon as I entered, I saw him taking his clothes off, he was ready to take a shower. I smirked and quickly put a sign outside the door, written "Do not enter: Men's locker room closed for cleaning"

I took a small technological gun device out of my cart and pointed it at Fernandez. However, I soon realized that I had forgotten to reconfigure the device since the last time I used it. Before I could fix it, Fernandez noticed me.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?" He shouted, walking towards me, and before I could activate the device, he quickly punching me in the face, making the device fall off my hand. He continued kicking me and calling me names. But I managed to reach for the device and pulled the trigger, this time hitting him with an orange glowing ray, making the man fall to the floor and start to deflate the second he was hit.

I was a little angry at him for the bruises, so I stomped on his face and abs to empty him faster. As the process finished, I took a step back, admiring my handiwork. Fernandez's body has been reduced to a sleek, form-fitting bodysuit, his every curve and muscle preserved. I couldn't help but feel a surge of power and desire course through me as I reached out and touched the bodysuit, running my fingers over the defined abs pecs for the first time.

That's when I noticed a tiny orange slime crawling out of his mouth.

I smirked and grabbed the tiny goop between my fingers, if you looked closely you would see it moved very slowly like a slug. I usually flush them down the toilet, but I would need this one, so I put it on the floor as I knew it wouldn't go anywhere. I then grabbed the deflated skin from the floor and walked inside a shower stall — Just for precaution.

After I took off my uniform, I grabbed the empty muscle husk by the head and admired his body, specially his big package that even without anything stuffing it inside it was still huge.

With a satisfied grin, I slip the bodysuit on, for last, when I put his head over mine, I looked in the mirror. But it didn't looked natural, I just wasn't as fit as Fernandez, I didn't had big muscles to fill his skin. Some parts looked too stretched like my belly and face, and my dick only stuffed half of his huge shaft.

But this could be fixed. I grabbed the device, changed the settings and shoot the ray at myself — This time a blue glowing ray fired from the device.

I felt a tingling sensation as I watched in the mirror my big belly starting to disappear and instead form abs and big pecs. The skin that was once stretched, now started to grow muscles to the sizes that they were originally. I was looking just like when Fernandez entered the showers.

I changed the settings of the gun one last time and pointed it at the tiny goop on the floor. Once I fired the blue ray at it, the goo started to grow and started to shape itself into a human body: My original body.

It looked exactly like me. And it just kept standing there, looking at me with a blank face.

"Put on the janitor's uniform and clean the locker room, then go home and stay inactive until the next day, when you will return to work." I commanded.

"Yes Master" My copy responded with a blank face expression, it was actually the essence of the real Fernandez, only now he was turned into a mindless slave goo that could take any form that I wanted. He would cover as me while I was out having fun in Fernandez's body.

"But before, I want you to turn into a red underwear"

"Yes Master" The 'janitor' said and started to shrink and change its color, until it was nothing more than a red underwear on the floor. I grabbed it and put it on. It looked really good on me, so with Fernandez's phone I took a photo in the mirror.

I decided to put his sweaty gym clothes back on and return to the main gym. It was really hot to work out my new muscles while wearing the real Fernandez.

Five Alien Hosts: Adventures In Italy (Part 1) - Vacation

(This series is a Sequel of "Five Aliens On Board Of Hunks". So before diving into this story, I recommend reading its prequel. Although this chapter still works on its own. Enjoy it.)

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Victor and the five alien controlled hunks landed in Italy, they were now at the airport waiting for Victor's next orders.

"So, what's the plan, Master? I've already canceled all my host's meetings for the week, just like you asked me." Sylo, the alien bug inside the man's brain, said.

Victor sighed and sat in front of him. He ran his hand through his hair as he analyzed the situation they were in. "I'm still thinking about it. The plan was to release all five of you once we arrived at the resort. Then, you guys would take over some of the hot Italian guests there. But I wasn't expecting the five of you to disobey my orders and take over these five hunks on the plane..."

"Do Master wish for us to abandon our hosts?" Sylo asked.

"No, I really like the bodies you guys picked. Specially yours... don't tell your brothers but your host is my favorite. I like that you went straight for the business class for the prime meat. What is his name by the way? We should use the host's names while in public"

"His name is Alexander"

"Where was he going?"

"He was going to a business meeting here in Italy. He's quite a busy and important man. His dad owned an internacional car exporter company and of course Alexander here is now the CEO of the company"

"Interesting, having a rich host might be helpful"

Victor and Sylo's attention suddenly turned to a muscular Arab man near them: It was Grus's bodybuilder host. He was screaming to someone on the phone, he seemed very angry "Yes, that's right! I will not attend the bodybuilding competition this year... I know I said I would be there... I don't have to explain why... fuck the contracts, I want you to shove them up your ass!" He shouted hanging up the call.

"Grus really knows how to imitate the personalities of his hosts" Sylo commented.

Near the angry bodybuilder was Quin's footballer host, the football player was with his girlfriend, who was waiting for him at the airport, but now it looked like they were having a heated discussion. The couple was finally going to reunite after two months apart, well, that was before one of Victor's alien bugs crawled inside the stud's brain and took over his hot body.

"What do you mean you are travelling again? I waited for you for two months! You said you would focus on our relationship once you were back"

"I have more important things to do now" He said in a flat tone.

"More important than our relationship? What's wrong with you?" The woman shouted and pushed Quin's host. "That's it, It's over for us!" She shouted storming away. The handsome blond athlete continued standing with a blank face expression, as if his girlfriend of five years hadn't just ended their relationship. He then turned to look at Victor with his blank face and smirked, giving Victor a thumbs up.

Victor then looked at Echo's Daddy host sitting on a near seat with his wife and children. While Yinx's host was talking with the host's girlfriend, she was confused as why her boyfriend had decided not to visit her parents anymore.

Those five men boarded the plane with different plans for themselves and their loved ones. Now, they were nothing but husks for the tiny alien bugs to control. The aliens were now the ones on board their bodies, and it was now up to Victor to create a new plan for all of them. Victor then turned to Alexander.

"Only Echo's daddy host was already going to the same resort as me, all the other hosts had different plans." Victor said.

"Why don't we all go together to the resort, Master? All our hosts have canceled their appointments as you ordered, our hosts are now free of any human burden."

"But you guys don't have reservations, I only made one reservation for myself"

"You don't have to worry about that, Master. My host is a millionarie, he's the CEO of an internacional car company. He's so rich that I could rent the entire resort if I wanted. I'm sure I could arrange five reservations for him and my brothers's hosts"

"This sounds like a good plan. Connect me to the others, please" Victor ordered.

Alexander then closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on his temples for a few seconds. Victor watched as the other four hosts stopped moving to receive the mental signal. This was one of the bugs' abilities: They were able to communicate telepathically to each other. They all shared the same mental link and could communicate as long as they weren't too far away from one another.

"They are hearing you Master" Sylo's host spoke with his eyes white rolling back. Victor leaned closer to him.

"Ok, listen to me, guys. We are still going to the resort as it was the original plan, only now you will go into your new hosts. You guys know the rules..." Victor said, and Sylo passed the message to the others like a group call.

"Yes Master, while inside a host we must take their Identity as well" Alexander responded for the five of them.

"That's right, unless we are in private that you guys can stop acting like them. Now let's go, this vacation is not only for me but for you guys too. After helping me fuck with every hot guy that I wanted for the past year, you guys deserve a break"

"Thank you, Master" Sylo responded for the five of the alien bugs.

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The next day, Victor and the five alien hosts were enjoying the Saturday morning at one of the most expensive resorts in Italy. Sylo used his host's money to pay for all the expenses, and to get the best rooms.

Victor was sharing a room with Sylo's host, Alexander.

Echo's daddy host — whose name was David — was sharing a room with his family.

Yinx's host was sharing a room with his girlfriend, who was still mad at him for changing their plans of meeting with her parents to spending a weekend at the resort.

Quin's footballer host and Grus's bodybuilder host were sharing a room together as the bodybuilder was single and the football player had just ended his long term relationship at the airport.

The night before, while Alexander was fucking Victor on their bed, Victor commanded Sylo to connect his mind with his brothers, so all the hosts could feel what Alexander was feeling. In the next room, Yinx's was fucking his host's girlfriend. In another, Quin's footballer host was getting a blowjob from Grus's bodybuilder host.

When Alexander came inside Victor, Sylo sent a powerful orgasmic signal towards every single one of the four hosts in the other rooms, in which all came together at the same time.

Victor woke up to an empty bed, Alexander wasn't in the room anymore. Victor, still lying on the bed stared at the ceiling and started to smile as he remembered all the fun he had the night before. Victor fell asleep with Alexander's hard cock buried deep inside him. Victor grunted in disappointment, he wanted to start the day with a morning fuck, so where the hell was Sylo with his hot host? He grabbed his phone on the nightstand and saw a message from Alexander.

"Good morning, Master. I'm having breakfast at the restaurant near the coast. I didn't want to wake you up so I went alone"

Victor quickly put his clothes on, and on his way to meeting with Alexander, he saw David—Echo's host—relaxing on a chair with his family. Victor passed by and admired the dad in black speedos." He couldn't believe that just a day before he was cumming on those hairy pecs in the airplane bathroom.

David grinned at Victor and unpretentiously adjusted his bulge, only Victor knew it was very much Intentional, Echo was trying to tease Victor with his new sexy Daddy host. Victor then spotted Alexander sitting at a table alone, and walked to him.

"Why don't you two just fuck each other right there in front of everyone?" Alexander joked, the restaurant area had a clear view of David.

"God, I wish I could. You guys picked the most hottest men on that plane." Victor said sitting on his side, then he took Alexander's glass of orange juice and took a sip, just for fun he spat inside and handed the glass back to Alexander, who smiled.

"You taught us how to pick the best human males."

"I sure did. I'm so lucky to have you guys in my life. These men wouldn't give me the light of the day if it wasn't for literal aliens taking over their brains."

They both laughed, then Alexander gulped down the juice. "You're right, Master. Alexander would only fuck female models. You would never be on his dating pool, but you don't have to worry about that anymore. With us in control you're the only one that they will ever have eyes on"

David blushed.

Suddendly Alexander froze for a few seconds and his eyes rolled back.

"Is everything ok?" Victor asked. Alexander then pressed two fingers on his temple.

"I'm getting a mental link from Yinx... He wants to talk with you in private.... he's at the... hotel's gym."

"I better go see what he wants" Victor said standing up. "Won't you give me a kiss, Master?" Alexander asked pulling Victor by the shirt and planting a gentle kiss on his lips.

Victor walked to the gym, once there he saw that the place was almost empty with the exception of Yinx's host — Anthony — working out at the bicycle's area.

"Hey Master!" Yinx said, giving Victor a warm smile.

"Hey sexy. I'm seeing you're really enjoying your new muscles."

"What can I say? I love working the muscles of my hosts, there's just something very addicting about this human practice, I like the pain it causes."

"Can you give me a flex? Please?"

"Of course Master"

Victor started to sweat and a tent started to form in his shorts. It was too hot to have someone like Anthony flexing for him.

"God, I will never get used to this." Victor squeezed Anthony's biceps, then lifted one arm and sniffed on his sweaty armpit, he had a strong musk and Victor wasted no time in giving it a few licks. "So, uuummffh... Sylo said you wanted to.. mmmffhhh.. talk to me?"

"Yes, follow me, Master" They both walked to a more private area at the gym, then Anthony sat on a couch.

"Earlier I was jogging and I noticed a man following me with his car, he was taking photos of me. But when I tried to confront him, he said he knew what I was and then drove off"

"That's weird. It must have been just a gay pervert. Your new host is too hot, you will attract some creeps"

"You might be right" Anthony said looking down.

"And how are you dealing with Anthony's girlfriend?"

"She's driving me insane, Master. I fucked her last night to make her happy, while I was inside her I felt Sylo sending me an orgasmic mental link. Anthony came so fast while feeling what Sylo's host was feeling. His girlfriend thought he came for her, but he actually came for you, Master"

"Wait, are you hard right now?" Victor asked.

"No I'm not" Anthony responded, playfully covering his crotch with his manly hands.

"I think you are" Victor taunted "C'mon, show me"

Victor was shocked when Anthony uncovered his crotch, there was a dark wet patch on his pants. Yinx's made Anthony cum by just remembering the night before.

"You horny bastard"

"I can't help it, I wish it was me fucking you last night, Master. It's not fair that only Sylo can share a room with you. I would love to fuck you with my new meat"

"Aaawwnn, we can make that happen, Yinx. No need to be all jealous. I have plenty of ass for the five of you"

Suddenly, Victor felt his phone buzzing inside his pocket, so he grabbed it and saw a new message from David. It was a photo of him wearing only dark blue speedos while posing to a mirror.

"Wife is out with the kids, I'm all alone now. What do you think of coming over and having some fun? This host has so much more than just some hairy pecs, you need so see his hairy ass"

"I-I have to go now" Victor said.

Yinx's host nodded and Victor made his way to David's room, his heart raced with anticipation. He couldn't wait to have some fun with Echo's host. When he arrived at the door, he knocked softly only to realize the door was already open. David's deep voice called out, "Come in."

Victor stepped inside, taking in the sight before him. David was lying on the bed, wearing only a pair of dark blue speedos that did little to hide his impressive junk.

"Hey, David," Victor said, closing the door behind him. "Thanks for the invite." He walked over to the bed and sat down beside David, their legs brushing against each other.

"No problem, buddy," David replied with a sultry smile. "I've been looking forward to this." He reached out and ran his hand through Victor's hair, making the younger man shiver. "So, what do you want to do? I'm up to anything"

Victor leaned in closer, feeling the heat emanating from David's body. "Well," he began, "I've been thinking about that message you sent me..."

David smiled, his eyes glinting in the candlelight. "You mean about my hairy ass?" He reached down and took hold of Victor's erection, stroking it gently through his pants. Victor arched into the touch, unable to hide his desire.

"Yeah," Victor whispered, his heart racing. "I've been wanting to have more fun with you since I came on your pecs on the plane." He leaned in and kissed David, their lips meeting in a passionate exchange as Victor sucked on the married dad's tongue. Their hands moved frantically over each other's bodies.

As David took Victor's clothes off, a new idea began to form in Victor's mind. He glanced down at David's hairy chest and hard erection, and suddenly he had an image in his head. "I had an Idea" he whispered into David's ear.

David looked confused for a moment, but then Victor laid down on the bed with his hard member pointing up, and looked at David with a dirty look, who got the message right away...

"Oh fuck, yeah," Victor moaned, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. "That's it Echo, make this Daddy fuck himself on my cock." And with those words, the alien-controlled daddy began to fuck himself on Victor's hard cock ever harder. Victor opened his eyes to the sight of a burly hairy family dad squatting on his cock, he watched amazed as David's pecs bounced up and down with each movement. Victor grabbed each hairy pecs with his hands, sometimes he would pinch and twist the nipples. At one moment Victor even used David's nipples as a handle to guide the Daddy up and down. Soon they came together in a erotic, otherworldly union. As they reached their climaxes, waves of pleasure washed over them. Victor came inside the host, and the host came all over Victor. The room spun around them. David's breath came in ragged gasps, his hairy chest heaving as he clenched tightly around Victor's cock.

Slowly, they began to regain their composure and their breathing returning to normal. David pulled off of Victor with a satisfied sigh, his cock still hard and glistening with their shared sweat. He reached down and started to lick Victor's body clean, erasing any trace of cum.

"That was incredible," Victor whispered, his voice husky with desire "thank you, Echo." He leaned in and kissed David gently on the lips as he caressed the man's fur.

"My pleasure, Master" David replied, putting one hand behind his head "Anytime you want some more fun, you know where to find me. This brainless Daddy is yours to use."

They both shared a laugh.

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Later that day, Victor walked back into his room to find Alexander talking on the phone. He was speaking in a strange language — was it Arabic? Or Turkish? Victor couldn't tell.

"Hey, Sylo, what are you doing on the phone? I thought I said to cancel your host's meetings for the week. You should be outside having a good time in your new body" Victor said.

Alexander muttered something into the phone and then muted it. “This host is much more important than you think, Master. He can't just disappear for a week. People will start looking for him" he growled, shooting a stern look in Victor's direction. Victor couldn't help but roll his eyes. Sylo was the most stubborn of the five bugs.

"Let them. It's not like they will suspect he's just a brainless empty husk for an alien bug now. You should be relaxing, not working"

Alexander suddenly tore his shirt off and glared at Victor with a menacing expression, making it clear that he was not amused.

Victor's heart raced as he felt a surge of adrenaline course through his veins. He knew Sylo was just playing pretend with his host's dominant personality, but still, seeing such a big muscular man giving him such a look would still make him sweat. Victor was still very much human.

"Why don't you use your slutty mouth to worship my muscles instead, while I'm doing real man stuff?" Alexander growled.

Victor's cheeks flushed red, but he couldn't help the surge of desire that coursed through his body. He looked at Alexander's muscles, meeting his intense gaze, and felt a strange sense of submission wash over him. Without hesitation, he sat onto Alexander's thighs and started to kiss and lick his chest, moving lower towards his hard stomach.

As he licked at the six-pack, Alexander went back to talking on the phone in a foreign language.

"Flex, please" Victor asked, and Alexander obeyed, flexing his right arm so Victor could grope and lick at the hard muscles, especially the biceps.

Victor then kneeled between Alexander's legs and unzipped his pants, fishing out the hard and thick 8 Inches member. He traced the outline of the shaft with his tongue before wrapping his lips around it and taking it deep into his mouth. Alexander let out a guttural moan while still on the phone, his free hand tangling in Victor's hair as he thrusted his hips forward.

Victor reveled in the power he felt in the moment, the power of sucking off a straight rich CEO that in his normal self would never even acknowledge his existence. He worked his mouth expertly, sucking and licking until he felt Alexander's climax approach, his body tensing and shuddering beneath Victor's expert mouth.

Finally, Alexander cried out in pleasure, his hips bucking wildly as he came, filling Victor's mouth with his seed. Victor swallowed every drop, relishing the taste of his friend's host on his tongue. As the intensity of the moment began to wane, he looked up at Alexander.

"You are such a good little slut," Alexander growled, his voice still heavy with arousal. He had ended the call when he started to orgasm.

Victor couldn't help but smile up at him. He had never expected to feel this way about one host, but there was something so thrilling about being called "a good little slut" by someone like Alexander.

"Now," Alexander continued, his voice taking on a commanding tone, "I want you to sit onto the bed and wait there. I have something special planned for you"

Victor was confused, but as if on cue, the door opened and Grus's middle eastern bodybuilder host stepped inside. Loking around the room Grus's host turned to Alexander. "You sent me a signal, brother?"

Five Aliens On Board Of Hunks

As the plane hurtled through the air, Victor woke up from his nap. It was early morning, and most passengers were still asleep. Glancing at the time on his phone, he realized there were still three more hours left until landing.

Victor then grabbed the airsick bag that he kept on his side the whole flight. "Hey guys, there's still three more hours left, are you guys doing...ok?" he whispered to the bag, but his heart almost stopped when he noticed that his five tiny alien bugs were nowhere to be found. "Fuck..." Victor sighed. He hated how stubborn they were, he told them not to get out of the airsick bag.

The plane lurched, sending a jolt of panic through his gut. He knew they could get into all sorts of trouble without his supervision. Standing up, he left his seat. The other passengers, oblivious to his urgency, continued to sleep or watch movies. Victor scanned the cabin, his eyes darting from one row to the next, searching for any sign of his tiny alien friends.

Until he saw this huge and muscular blond hunk, he was staring at Victor and then gave him a flex.

The man's biceps were huge, his muscles were straining against his tight white shirt. But it was the mischievous glint in his eye that gave him away. Victor recognized that look anywhere. It was the same look his alien bugs got everytime they were possessing someone.

Victor looked at the hunk's girlfriend sleeping on his side, and with renewed courage, he crossed the aisle, his heart hammering in his chest. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of the sexy hunk. A smile crept onto his face as he leaned in closer, unable to resist the temptation to touch those biceps. His fingers brushed against the man's hard muscles.

"Which one of you is inside his brain?"

"It's Yinx" The man responded.

"You've been a bad boy, Yinx" Victor whispered not to wake the hunk's girlfriend, his voice barely audible over the drone of the engines. "I gave the five of you strict orders not to get out."

The hunk, or rather, Yinx in the hunk's body, chuckled softly. "Oh, really? You're not going to make me get out of him, are you?" The man said, flexing his arm, making his biceps bulge even more. "Because I was having so much fun here." then his big manly hand drifted lower, caressing his abs under the white shirt.

Victor bit his lip, he loved how Yinx acted when possessing a man. "Well, I suppose I could let you stay inside him, after all, you've already made a hole inside this hunk's brain," Victor said with a grin. "but only if you promise to be a good boy from now on and don't get out of my sight again"

The blond hunk nodded eagerly, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Deal." With that, they leaned in closer and shared a brief, passionate kiss.

Around them, the other passengers continued to sleep or watch their movies, oblivious to their intimate moment.

With a sly wink, the hunk gestured for Victor to follow him as he stood up and walked confidently toward the bathroom. Victor hesitated for a moment, glancing nervously at the sleeping passengers before quickly following after.

The two of them disappeared into the cramped bathroom, the door closing with a soft click. The sound of the plane's engines seemed to fade away, leaving them in their own private bubble. The hunk turned to face Victor, his gaze intense as he leaned against the sink. "So," he purred, looking down to his own body, "what do you want to do with him?"

Victor's heart raced as he approached Yinx's host. He then helped the hunk to take off his shirt, revealing a smooth, muscular body beneath. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of the hunk's muscular chest before trailing his fingers downward, unhooking the hunk's pants. He pushed them down and the hunk stepped out, for last Victor pulled down the hunk's underwear, freeing his impressive and thick erection. Victor gazed at it, feeling a mixture of awe and desire. He knelt down before Yinx's host, taking the thick shaft into his hands and marveling at its size. He then wrapped his lips around the tip, tasting the salty precum on his tongue as he began to stroke up and down.

Yinx couldn't stop his host from moaning and his host had a very loud and deep voice. Afraid of being exposed, Victor grabbed the man's white underwear from the floor and stuffed it into the man's mouth, muffling his moans.

He then went back on working on the man's shaft. The man threw his head back as Victor worked him expertly. The hunk's hips began to buck forward burying his thick shaft even deeper into Victor's throat. The bathroom was small, but they didn't seem to care as they lost themselves in the pleasure of the moment.

Victor could feel the head of the host's cock brushing against the back of his throat, and starting spurting loads of cum down his throat.

Two minutes later they both walked out of the bathroom — One at a time to not arouse suspicion. Yinx's host went back to his seat, his girlfriend had already woken up. "You missed me babe?" Victor heard the hunk playfully ask his girlfriend as he kissed her.

As Victor passed by the couple, the hunk gave him a wink and grabbed his bulge.

Victor then went to search for the other aliens, but there were so many people on the plane that it would take forever to find the rest of the bugs, that was until Victor noticed a man shaking and squirming on a seat. Victor found the man really hot, he was wearing a blue tank top that showed some of his hairy chest. The man had his head turned back and swaying from side to side, Victor knew well what that meant, that was a man with an alien insect crawling its way inside his brain.

The man stopped squirming and then smirked at Victor, pulling his tank top and showing him his nipple.

"Hi Master, It's me Echo In control. I picked this one because I know how much Master like a daddy host, this one here has his wife and children sleeping in a near seat" The man spoke, with a deep baritone voice. "Wanna play with these bad boys in the bathroom, Master?"

Victor gulped and just nodded. Once inside the tight bathroom, the man lifted his tank top to behind his neck, exposing his big hairy pecs.

"C'mon, don't be shy, Master. He's only an empty brainless host now, you know he's not gonna judge you. Now go on, suck on this Daddy's tits, I wanna feel your slutty lips sucking on them"

He didn't need to be asked again, Victor was soon taking the hard nipples of the host into his mouth, sucking gently as he stroked the man's growing bulge, and then... he bit one of the nipples.

"Ouch Master!" The man shouted.

"This is for disobeying me." Victor joked. "Now tell me more about this daddy" Victor commanded still nibbling on the man's nipples.

"He was on a...uuurgghhrr... family trip with his wife and children... aarrghh... but now all he cares about is that you have fun with his sexy body" He said flexing each pec at a time. It was too much for Victor.

"Kneel, I want to cum on his chest" Victor ordered.

Echo obeyed his Master and made the hunk kneel in front of him. Victor's strokes intensified and he soon began covering the man's chest with his load, some even landed on the handsome bearded man's face.

"You haven't cum yet, when I twist both his nipples I want you to make your host shoot his load on his hands, you will catch every drop on his hands then I want to see you spread it on his hairy pecs"

"Yes Master"

After a few minutes the man walked out of the bathroom with his nipples red and his chest covered in both his and Victor's cum.

As Victor was back to look for the others, he saw one of them — A black tiny bug crawling on the floor, he tried to follow it but it was too fast. He watched as it crawled under the seat of a sleeping hunk, then he saw it crawling on the man's sholder towards his ear.

He could have stopped it, saved the man of a fate as a brainless host puppet... but he decided not to, how could he? The man was so freaking hot, and he looked even more hot as he started to shake. The man trashed his head back, displaying the veins in his thick muscular neck as his eyes rolled back.

After a few seconds the man went back to "normal" and looked at his arms like it was the first time he was seeing them.

"Wow, look at these veins, this host sure is a bodybuilder" The man said, with a strong Arabic accent.

"What do you think? Do you like my new muscles, Master?" The man then squeezed his own balls through the shorts "His balls are full, I wonder how tasty his man milk is"

Victor then knew right there which of the five bugs was: Grus, he was addicted to cum.

"I really like this host, who is him?" Victor asked taking the empty seat.

The man took a moment to respond and his eyes rolled back for a few seconds as Grus searched for the information.

"He's a bodybuilder from the middle east... a womanizer... wow, this guy really loves pussy... and he is very agressive too"

"Then I'm lucky that you control this pile of muscles now, I just now he would have killed me If I ever did this..." Victor said putting his hand inside the bodybuilder's shorts and grabbing the Arab's massive thick shaft. Victor looked around to make sure no one was looking, when he saw that no one was paying attention to them, he started to stroke the bodybuilder's thick brown cock.

The man let out a deep moan as he started to cum inside his shorts.

"Sshhhhh...Shut your host's mouth please." Victor whispered, his hand was still wrapped around the shaft as it pulsed with every shoot.

The man's muscles bulged and tensed as he tried his best not to moan. Then after his orgasm stopped, the bodybuilder sighed and looked at Victor with a dumb smirk. Victor took his hand out of the man's shorts and looked at his fingers now covered in cum.

"Lick it clean" Victor ordered. The bodybuilder gently took Victor's hand and started to lick his finger clean. "Look at me and make a slutty face while doing it"

Watching that burly manly man licking his fingers clean while looking at him with such needy eyes almost made Victor shoot his own load.

"How does he taste?"

"Fucking delicious." The man responded smirking.

Victor already found three of the bugs, now there was only two left.

He continued looking for them, until he saw a female flight attendant walking towards him. Victor was scared, had he been reported for public indecency by some passenger?

"Are you Victor Sanchez?" she asked. Victor nervously nodded.

"Come with me, please. There's someone in first class that wishes to speak with you. He says it's urgent"

Victor then followed the flight attendant to the first class, she brought him to a seat where this man with the most huge arms he had ever seen was sitting.

"Thank you darling." The man spoke to the attendant, winking at her. She smiled and walked away.

Then the man crossed his arms and fussed, giving Victor a stern look — Victor knew right then which bug was controlling that man; only Sylo was this grumpy.

"You know how boring it is to be inside that small bag for hours? We are not animals you know?" The man said, he then flexed his huge arms and looked at them with a proud look "We prefer to be inside a bag of muscles. And I know you like it as well, Master. How many times you had ordered us to pierce our way through random hunk's brains just so you could have a way with them? We are grateful that you saved us when our egg crashed on Earth, but we would also like to be treated as more than some mere pets"

Victor sighed. Sylo was right, he should stop treating his alien friends like his pets.

"I'm sorry. I will take this into consideration the next time we travel. It's really not fair for you guys to spend the whole flight inside a small sickbag"

The man's stern look softened.

"Apologies accepted, Master" the man said smirking, leaning foward and kissing Victor passionately. The man's two big strong hands grabbed at Victor's neck and he felt the man's strong wet tongue shoving inside his mouth as their tongues played with each other.

Suddendly Victor got a message from an unknow number. They both stopped their make out session, and as Victor opened the message he saw a photo of a handsome man lifting his shirt inside the airplane bathroom.

"I'm waiting for you in the bathroom, Master" Said the text.

There was only one bug left, and it was Quin.

"I have to go check on your brother Quin" Victor said to Sylo. He walked to the bathroom and knocked, the door opened almost instantly and the heartthrob inside grabbed Victor by the shirt and pulled him inside, closing the door.

"Master, I need your help! This host is so freaking horny!"

"And hot" Victor added.

"I know you would like him. He Is a football player and he was going to visit his girlfriend after two months away on a football trip. He was really looking forward to getting laid tonight."

"Well, then let's not ruin his plans, let's just change it a little. Instead of fucking his girlfriend, I want him to fuck me." Victor said pushing down the man's pants and reveiling a long and hard cock with big heavy balls.

He wanted to feel the studly hunk inside him. So he pushed the stud to the toilet seat, and positioned himself turned forwards over the man's legs, as he felt the head pressing against his entrance he started lowering himself down. The man's hands gripped his hips tightly, helping him to guide himself onto the huge member. There was a brief moment of stretching pain as Victor's body adjusted to the size of the football player, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of pleasure that coursed through him as the alien controlled stud began to thrust upwards.

Their bodies slapped together, the sounds of their passion filling the small bathroom. Victor arched his back, digging his fingers into the muscular flesh of the host's shoulders as he felt the thick cock inside him move deeper with each thrust.

The host's breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes rolled back into his head as he lost himself in the sensation of being inside Victor. Their hips moved in perfect harmony, each stroke driving the other toward climax.

He gripped the shoulders tighter as he tried to hold on to the feeling. The host's breath hitched in his throat, his face contorted in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, his hips bucked wildly.

Victor felt the familiar tightening in his gut, the telltale signs that he was close. He arched his back, pressing his ass harder against the host. As his orgasm built, he could feel the muscles in his lower belly tensing, preparing to unleash a torrent of cum. The alien followed suit, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he neared the edge. His cock throbbed inside Victor, a sign he was also close.

Victor, already worried about the moaning of the host, decided to do the same thing he did with the first host and shoved the man's own used white underwear inside his mouth.

And then Victor's orgasm crashed over him like a wave, his body shuddering with pleasure as hot cum spilled down the man's hard abs. The host cried out, his cock pulsing deep inside Victor as he came as well, his moans comming muffled.

Their bodies relaxed, their breath coming in ragged gasps as Victor collapsed against the man's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath his ear. He traced idle patterns on the man's abs, enjoying the feeling of their skin pressed together. Their eyes met, and they shared a soft, contented smile.

With a sigh, Victor's hand reached up, gently pulling out the underwear from the man's mouth.

"You know," Victor said, his voice still rough with emotion, "we should probably get back to our seats. I want you to call his girlfriend, tell her he won't make it, her boyfriend have more important things to do now."

Executive Slaves

Lázaro’s Bodysuit

Lázaro has become one of my favorite bodysuits since I added him to my collection. I wear him all the time. I hardly ever allow for a chance for that skin to grow cold.

Occasionally, I have to leave to try on new bodysuits. They’ll suit my fancy, but he feels like home.

I always come back to Lázaro. I grab him by his curly hair and pull him upright. I left his body unsealed since I exited the last time to air it out. I crawl into his back, adjusting my legs, torso and arms into the appropriate position. I pull on his face and adjust the features, giving it a slight massage to properly align the mouth. My body morphs to fill his form.

I feel truly as myself in his skin. He feels more than someone I just put on, then someone I have truly become. I feel a rush of memories flood my brain and skills rush to my fingertips. I run my tan hands through my curly hair. The transformation is complete.

Art by @Uglybackstabber

"Thought you might like this one"...

RSU: Cooper, Toby

Toby didn’t envision this is how he would end his career in the military. He loved being in the army. It helped him get in the best shape he ever was in his life. He was going to be a personal trainer and bodybuilder when he got out of the service. But range incident left him headless. This changed the trajectory of Toby’s existence.

The military salvaged him and converted him into one of the headless RSU models. When a recruit wears his body, even the most scrawny guy is capable of heavy, lifting. When his contract is up, I would love to get a hold of Toby’s RSU. I think it would serve me well.

I Want Cesar's Pecs

As Cesar was outside preparing for his daily run, I couldn't help but watch him from the window. He just recently moved into the apartment next to mine, and he was easily the most attractive man in the entire neighborhood.

I loved watching him jogging everyday, his stride was just powerful, his arms pumping back and forth, and those magnificent pecs bounced up and down with each step. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and arousal grow inside me. I've imagined what it would be like to have those muscles, to feel those hairy pecs beneath my fingers, to feel them bounce as I run.

While I was daydreaming about Cesar's body, I didn't noticed him looking at me through the window, fuck, I tried to hide but it was too late. He had noticed me.

After a few seconds I spied through the window again, but he was already gone.

In that moment, I realized that I wanted more than just to admire him from afar. I wanted to experience what it would feel like to have a body like that, to feel those pecs bouncing myself. So I went to the beach to look for him.

He was way ahead of me, but I soon found him working out at the beach. And luckily for me the shore was almost empty. Cesar was the only one there doing some squats while holding some weights.

I closed my eyes and concentrated, focusing on the power I possessed. I have the ability to turn anyone I want into wearable bodysuits, and I've never felt the urge to use it more strongly than I did then.

I focused my energy, channeling it into my fingertips as they glow with a soft, warm light. Cesar, oblivious to what was happening behind him, continued his work out session.

I took a deep breath and reached out, touching his shoulder with my glowing fingers, he let out a deep moan and started to deflate almost instantly, I always loved watching this happen, watching them deflate like a balloon losing air. Cesar's huge muscles, once defined and strong, started to melt away, leaving behind a hairy, supple skin. Within seconds, he was nothing more than a human-shaped sack of skin and muscles. I looked down at him and I got hard by the sight.

While he was deflated on the sand, I couldn't resist the urge to grope and squeeze his pecs a little, they sunk as I squeezed but they still felt amazing on my hands, I even felt his package too, I could't wait to have that bulge to myself. But I played with him for just a few seconds as I knew it wasn't safe, even if the beach was empty, someone would appear sooner or later, so I started to put Cesar's body.

I turned him onto his back and once more started to concentrate the power on my fingers, when the tip of my fingers were glowing, I traced a line down his back with my index finger, creating an entrance.

First I put my legs into his thick muscular ones, and the muscles that once evaporated when he was turned into a skinsuit, now started to grow again, this time with me inside. I felt his muscles merge with mine, making me grow to his original size. Now there was only his hollowed head hanging on his chest, but before putting it on, I held his deflated face and gently kissed his lips. “Thanks Cesar.” I whispered to him before putting his face on mine.

I was now Cesar, In skin and flesh.

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It's been days since I'm wearing Cesar, he's just my favorite bodysuit at the moment. I know I'll eventually grow tired of him, like I always do, and I'll probably turn his pecs into pillows, but I'll remain inside him as long as I still get hard by just looking down at my new body.

I'm telling you, just by feeling these big meaty pecs going up and down with every step I make, makes my new big member so hard. Look how hypnotizing they are, can you really blame me for wanting these to myself?

And you think they bounce now? You should see how they bounce while I'm getting my new hairy ass pounded, men just love pinching and squeezing them.

The perfect body swap

In the sultry embrace of twilight, amidst whispered promises and lingering desires, a mysterious phenomenon unfolded. Two souls, entangled in a dance of fate, found themselves drawn together in a breathtaking exchange of essence. With a shimmering glow, their identities merged, leaving them to awaken in each other's bodies.

As the morning sun kissed the horizon, I found myself enveloped in the body of Conor Gallagher —an English footballer whose every look radiated power and allure, a baller whose movements were poetry on the field, weaving tales of passion and sexual desire with every goal and kick. With each movement, I reveled in the sensation of his muscles flexing beneath my fingertips, a symphony of strength and vitality that pulsed with every heartbeat.

Gazing into the mirror, I was captivated by the raw magnetism that emanated from his reflection—the sculpted jawline, the piercing gaze that seemed to pierce through the very depths of my soul. Running my hands over his perfect abs. I shivered with anticipation, intoxicated by the heady rush of desire that surged through my veins. I jerked on the spot pulling my new dick out watching how my new body is tensing with every stroke. I loved my new face I love how my new body is accepting me as his rightfull owner. With the last drop of my new cum out it was a deal Conor is mine forever.

Stepping out into the world, I was met with a chorus of admiring glances and hungry stares. Women and men and also team mates alike their heads as I passed, drawn to the magnetic pull of Conor’s presence like moths to a flame. And as their eyes lingered hungrily on my form, I felt a thrill of exhilaration coursing through my veins, a primal urge to embrace the carnal pleasures that lay within my grasp.

In Conor's body, I was a God among mortals, a sensual deity whose every movement promised ecstasy beyond imagination. With each match, each new tournament, I reveled in the intoxicating pleasure of playing this sport. Football was now part of my fucking life. I loved how after every match I would get home and start flexing my new muscles gazing lustfully at my new reflection living the life of my dreams.

But it was in the quiet moments, alone in the privacy of Conor's home, that I truly discovered the depths of his desires. Running my hands over his sculpted physique, I marveled at the exquisite sensitivity of his skin, the way it responded to the lightest touch with a symphony of pleasure.

Exploring every inch of his body, I reveled in the sensations that washed over me—a kaleidoscope of pleasure and sensation that left me gasping for breath, craving more with each passing moment. And as I surrendered to the intoxicating allure of Conor's essence, I knew that I had discovered a world of sensual delights beyond my wildest imagination.I also love my new feet and I will find someone worthy for worshiping them. Right now I’m fucking horny and full of my new seed.

As the days turned into nights and the nights into eternity, I know that this is my new life so I need to live it as it is.

Cedric Dario 🇨🇺

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"Do you like Daddy's chest?" 'my former history professor' whispered into my ear. The feel of his scruffy beard against my ear along with the sound of his deep, baritone voice sent an electrifying shiver down my back.

"Fuck yeah... I love it..." I purred while I grabbed another handful of his plump, hairy chest. His chest hair rustled against my fingers as I massaged his juicy pecs.

"Good boy, show me how much you love my pecs then."

'My history professor' smirked as I continued massaging his chest. A groan escaped his lips as I pinched his nipples. I could feel something hard poking my exposed butt. His hand slithered and took hold of his erect member.

"You've been doing amazing in my class... Are you ready for your reward?"

"Yesss... Please...!!"

He grinned, then guided his girthy cock into my hole. I winced as he first slid into me, but after a deep breath, I could feel my walls expand to accommodate his hung member. After a few warm up thrusts, he proceeded to fuck me like he was angry at me. The sounds of two men fucking like wild animals filled the ting office. Thankfully, we waited until the campus was basically empty. That way, nobody could hear us as we moaned.

I could feel his throbbing dick begin to twitch inside of me as his thrusts slowed down. Then, he let out a guttural moan as he pumped load after load of cum into me. We were both gasping for air after our rough, impromptu shagging session. 'My old history professor' looked down at me, smiled, and then bent for a kiss.

"Happy birthday babe. I hope you love my little surprise present. Should I steal his body again for our anniversary next month?"

A warm feeling spread throughout my body when he said that. God, I love having a boyfriend who can take over other people's bodies! I've had a crush on my former professor ever since I first laid eyes on him. My boyfriend, being the sly trickster he is, found about it and decided to use that info to give me an over the top surprise for my birthday. I loved it, of course, and after what he just proposed, I have a feeling we just found our new toy for years to come...

"Yes, my love, I'd love that."

While I was jerking off to some porn, a weird ad pop up on the pc screen, about the profits of body renting, curiosity got the best of me, so I clicked and by what I saw, it's very profitable! But of course, I can't rent my own body, that's when I decided to rent my brother's body, since he's really hot, everyone would want a chance in his body… But now I think it wasn't a good idea, I rented him out for the whole year and I've seen "him" envolved with some shady business, thanks to the fact that he used to be a special marine, from a secret regiment. I tried to get his body back, but "he" wrecked my ass as a way to convince me to let him stay… and I'm kinda tempted to accept his permanent stay, my "brother" is way interesting this way…

Day #19 - "Dad"

To be honest, I'll miss my dad, the way he used to be, like he's dead and not dead at the same time, it's still his body but not his soul… My boyfriend thought it would be an awesome idea to possess him for a while, so we could hang out more, but then… his soul was erased from existence in the moment he got possessed, now I have a "missing friend" for more than a year, and dad with a youthful spirit, more open to everything, now we live as dad and son outside and as a couple in our privacy, the way he wreck my ass is out of this world… Since he's not my father anymore, there's no problem with that, right?…

Could you do a Pablo Gavi body swap story. I would just love to be tue soccer player.

Only 19 years old and here we have someone wishing this man out of his body. But how are you going to play soccer like that? How about this. Pablo will still remain in this body but he will be in control of his feet. Stuck bearing the weight of his body and kicking a soccer ball for the rest of his life. While you take full control of his life and live it up as the soccer player you always wanted to be. It’s ok to scratch your head in confusion. It’s not like you have access to his memories to help you be a soccer player. But hey. At least you have the feet of one. Just trust them to lead you to victory. It’s not like you have a choice anyway.

The Body Wearing Convention - Las Vegas

The BWA (Body Wearing Alliance) was formed 20 years ago when the internet was just starting to get popular. Those born with the rare ability of reducing people into wearable skins didn't knew there was more like them out there, but with the help of the internet they started to find others with the same ability, and soon it was created the BWC (Body Wearing Convention)

The Body Wearing Convention is a clandestine event that happens a few times every year, hidden from the prying eyes of the public, It is a secret event where they can gather, share stories, and find solace in the knowledge that they aren't alone in their power.

The BWC happens in a different country every time, for safety reasons, and the main two rules to participate in the convention is: To be a Skinwalker (That's how they call themselves) and to wear the body of a local from that place, that means you can't bring with yourself skins from home.

Currently the secret Alliance is made up of 130 men around the world. But among these 130 members, there are 10 men who are very close friends with each other, they all share one thing in common: They are all gay.

Surprisingly they are the only gay guys of the entire Alliance, while all the others sought power and money, these 10 friends only care about getting hard in a new sexy body, It was like a sport for them. That's why they created an online group chat, where they can talk and share pictures of their current bodies with each other.

The location of the BWC this time is: USA - Las Vegas.

The 10 friends all arrived individually at the city in an early Friday, the convention would occur during the weekend, so they had to find a new skin quickly, and so they went straight on a hunt for a random local body.

Think of the BWC as the Met Gala, but for people who can turn you into a wearable hollow fleshsuit in a blink. There was this unspoken competition among them, to see who was wearing the hottest or richest skin, and this group of friends clearly didn't care about the last one...

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Carl is a 46 years old married gay man, he is part of the BWA for 17 years, and there is nothing Carl love more than wearing the bodies of fit straight guys. His husband knows he's a skinwalker and is totally fine with it. But because his husband is not a skinwalker, he is not allowed to go to the conventions, so Carl always travels alone.

(Friday, March 1st. 8:19 AM) Carl Sent A Photo

Carl: I just turned this hot Latino stud in the hotel parking lot. He was walking towards his car while talking on the phone with his girlfriend. That's when I slowly walked behind him and turned him. What do you guys think? Do I wear him well?

Harold: You're looking so hot. You always pick the most hottest guys.

Elijah: Wow, you already found a body? That was fast.

Joel: He's not that impressive, I would give him a 6/10 lol

Elijah: Stop being a jerk Joel. This guy is clearly a 9/10

Carl: Don't mind him Elijah, he's just jealous of my pick.

Joel: He's not really my type, today I'm looking for a sexy tough looking guy to wear.

Peter: Hot choice of skin Carl! Show us his dick please!

Carl: You will have to wait until the Convention to see it. But i'm telling you, he's really big and thick, I know you're gonna love sucking it.

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David is 34 years old and he is part of the BWA for 13 years.

He first found out about his ability when his homophobic stepbrother was trying to beat him up, David closed his eyes and tried to protect his head, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his hot stepbrother lying on the floor completely deflated. David had the most fun years living the life of his douchebag of a stepbrother, until one day, his stepbrother just "disappeared"

(Friday, March 1st. 9:46 AM) David Sent A Photo:

David: I made two new bodysuits. I saw the handsome blond one at the hotel's pool, he was trying to seduce some girls by showing off his hot body, he just didn't knew he was actually seducing a skinwalker. To get him, I first had to convert this cute room service attendant, after I put him on, I got access to his room and walked inside. I think I'm going to use the attendant tonight for some fun.

Elijah: Oh, the good old room service method. It works every time.

David: It was you who taught me this method back in 2011 when I was still a new member of the BWA.

Damian: It brings back good memories from that one time where we all stayed at the same hotel in the 2011 Convention. Good times.

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Peter Is a 40 years old gay bottom who love to turn big hunky men into Bodysuits and act like a slut in their bodies. He is part of the Body Wearing Alliance for 9 years.

(Friday, March 1st. 11:28 AM) Peter Sent A Photo:

Peter: Do I look cute? This is Ramón, I turned him at an alley while he was jogging, he's a bodybuilder. I'm gonna make such a good use of his muscles. I'm sure you guys are going to love the muscles in his ass the most.

Joel: I love how you always pick the most biggest guys.

Daniel: I feel bad for this poor bastard, of all the Skinwalkers, he was picked by the most perverted one.

Peter: lol

Carl: He's huge. I'm going to enjoy burying my new thick latino dick in your bodybuilder's ass.

Harold: I really like his pecs. I want to suck on them when we meet tomorrow.

Peter: It's always the pecs for you isn't, Harold? lol

Harold: You're not lying. Actually I just saw this hot guy at the mall and he seems to have very big pecs. I'm going to follow him.

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Harold is a 28 years old scrawny gay man, he has no muscle definition, but he love pecs and it was what he first looked for in a body: Their huge pecs. If the guy didn't had two big meaty pecs, he wound't want them.

He went to the local LA mall to hunt for a body, he knew that the mall was always the perfect place for hunting skins. And he was proven just right when he saw this big and tall hunk walk inside a clothing store. Harold smirked as he entered the store and followed the man.

(Friday, March 1st. 1:05 PM) Harold Sent A Photo:

Harold: Who want some milk boys? Daddy got all the milkers now.

Peter: Oh my god, look at the size of these tits. I will let you suck on Ramón's tits if you let me suck yours.

Harold: This sounds like a good deal.

Carl: Very nice choice of skin! Good job, Harold.

Peter: Can you send a video of you playing with those hairy tits and pinching his nipples? Please?

(1:15 PM, Harold Sent A 20 Seconds Video To The Group Chat)

In the vídeo he was in the middle of the store, squeezing his new pair of meaty hairy pecs, he lifted one of them and let go, watching them bounce, then he pinched his left nipple and let out a deep loud moan. Without feeling any shame for being in a public space. It wasn't technically him who was being humiliated in public, so he didn't cared.

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Damian and Rashad are a black gay couple (47, 49) they have been together for 11 years and they both had met each other during a Body Wearing Convention back in 2013. It was very known to everyone that they only turned white men into Bodysuits, it was their favorite type of skins. So there was no diversity in their Bodysuit closet, only white men.

(Friday, March 1st. 3:07 PM) Damian Sent A Photo:

Damian: You guys know how Rashad and I love to hunt white boys, so what better place to find some white skins than at the LA beach? We saw this group of young frat boys surfing and we converted these two 19 years olds, they were just the most handsome ones in their group. Turns out they are twin brothers.

David: This is such a hot pair, and the fact they are brothers makes it even more hot!

Carl: I want to fuck the long haired one with my thick latino dick while I pull his hair.

Damian: I like this Idea. His long hair would be great to use as a handle for a hard fuck. I might even try It later tonight.

David: Send us a video if you do.

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Joel is the youngest one of the group, at only 19 he already has a count of 86 Bodysuits, and he's part of the Body Wearing Alliance for only 1 year. That's why, the BWA leader tasked Elijah, a veteran in the art of wearing bodies, to watch for Joel and not let the young man expose their secret society.

(Friday, March 1st. 5:14 PM) Joel Sent A Photo:

Joel: My new bodysuit is still deflating. I can't wait to finally wear him and show him to you guys. He's so hot.

Carl: You gave my bodysuit a 7/10, so he better be a 10/10.

Isaac: Wow he's packing.

Harold: When he deflate, please send us a pic of you in him. I want to see if his front looks as good as his back side.

(Friday, March 1st. 5:40 PM) Joel Sent A Photo:

Joel: I'm inside him now. I saw this sexy daddy at the hotel's bar. I waited for him to go to his room and then I followed him, as soon as he opened the door I converted him, right there at the door's entrance, I mean, of course he took a bit longer to deflate, so I had to drag him inside. I actually wanted to wear a scary looking soldier that I saw at the bar, but Elijah didn't let me. Still, I'm very glad with my pick.

Harold: Holly fuck!!!

Peter: He's a very sexy bodysuit. Wish I was there to give him a very special room service.

Carl: Where is Elijah by the way? Should he not be with you?

Joel: Elijah Is outside, I don't know where he went, but he said he was going to be back soon.

Carl: Did he picked a bodysuit already?

Joel: Yes he did, a young and hot fuckboy. Let me send a pic of him.

Joel Sent A Photo:

Joel: This is the body Elijah picked to wear at the convention tomorrow. I think he got this one at the hotel's bathroom maybe? I'm not sure. I hope he don't mind that I'm wearing his brand new skin.

Elijah: Boy, you're in big trouble!

Joel: Shit, I'm sorry, I thought you wouldn't mind. I'm gonna take him off.

Elijah: Don't you dare taking him off, I'm not going to wear him anymore, I found a better body to wear tomorrow. wait for me, I'm getting up there right now.

(Friday, March 1st. 6:22 PM) Elijah Sent A Photo:

Elijah: You don't want to disobey me in my new body, boy, so you better be on your knees when I get inside, I'm horny and this guy have big balls full of cum.

Joel: Yes sir!

Peter: Oh yes sir indeed!

Carl: lol you're fucked Joel.

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Isaac is a 24 years old gay man, and like everyone else in this group, he was addicted to wearing hunky men. He is more reserved and shy, and don't talk much in the group chat. However, he enjoys jerking off while viewing the photos his friends would send to the group chat.

He might be the most shy and reserved in the group, but once he's wearing a handsome hunk, he becomes a whole new different person, a more dominant and cocky one.

(Friday, March 1st. 8:37 PM) Isaac Sent A Photo:

Isaac: Seeing you guys wearing such hot bodies is getting me so freaking hard. I can't wait for tomorrow. I got this one at the gym's lockerroom. Who wants to take care of my boner?

Peter: I do! I want to get on my knees in Ramón's body and let you use his slutty mouth.

Harold: You're looking so damn hot, Isaac, good pick.

Carl: Was you working out? Your skin looks very sweaty.

Isaac: I was. I wanted to test out my new muscles.

Carl: Great. Can't wait for the convention tomorrow, where we can finally see each other's bodies in person and have the orgy of the year.

“Freeze, don’t move,” officer Oxly aimed his assault weapon at the well dress prep. The department got a tip that the mastermind of a major human trafficking ring is in the area. The man was considered dangerous. Officer Oxly didn’t think the man looked very dangerous as he held up his hands and easily surrender. “Just relax officer. Breath easily,” the mastermind pleaded with his hands up. “I am no threat to you. You can relax. Breathe in and out. That right, just relax. Lower your weapon.” Oxly blinked and lowered his weapon. He felt so relaxed as he did so. “That a good officer. You feel so relaxed and good. You feel so good in giving me control. I’m no threat to you.” The man moved closer to Officer Oxly. “You want all your stress from being in control to just fade?” Oxly nodded yes as he stood face to face with the man. “All you have to do is give up control and surrender completely to me.” The mastermind gently stroked Oxly’s big thick arms. The stranger’s touch felt so calming and relaxing as he allowed the man to take his weapon out of his hands. His cock was throbbing in his uniform. He never been so hard. “Good officer, you are going to drive me to the shipyards to my waiting ship.” The man openly stroked the cop’s muscular body, “you going to be very useful. A big tough cop like you are going to make us a lot of money. “Yes, sir,” Officer Oxly moaned as he turned to get into the patrol car. The mastermind smiled as he took in the big cop ass as it stretched the police uniform pants. “Yes, a lot of money,” the man smiled before getting into the passenger side seat. The abandoned patrol car was found several hours later at the shipyard with Officer Oxly’s uniform and underwear. There was no trace of the cop or his prisoner.

Alien On The A-List - Ross Lynch Takeover

A vibrant, bustling crowd filled the arena, their excitement palpable as they eagerly awaited the arrival of their beloved idol, Ross Lynch. A particular individual within the crowd stood out, one of the few men among the majority female crowd, his heart racing and his palms sweaty not just from the energy in the crowd but from something more personal. His gaze never left the entrance, his eyes fixed awaiting for the man who had stolen his heart. The fan was obviously gay, horny and had a huge crush on Ross Lynch, the star and singer of the band. He had been following his idol's every move for years, attending concerts and collecting the tickets. Little did he know that fate would soon intervene in the form of a tiny, alien creature he would find that day.

The fan had been in many concerts before, but this particular place was an odd choice to host one, it was just too far away from the city and there was an old legend about the place, they say it used to be a military base where they would keep captured Aliens, but it was closed many years ago for mysterious reasons.

As the lights flickered and loud music began to play, the fans erupted into deafening cheers, their screams echoing through the arena. Ross Lynch finally emerged on stage, his charisma and charm immediately taking hold of the audience.

The gay fan felt a surge of happiness and desire course through his veins. He could only dream of having a chance with Ross, of somehow making contact with the object of his affection, but he knew it was impossible, he was just one gay fan among a crowd of four thousand people.

"Down here" The fan heard a voice say, he looked around confused, but everyone else was just enjoying the show. "No, down here! look to the ground" the voice spoke again.

And then, during this chaotic moment, he spotted it: a tiny, transparent, Alien humanoid, fighting not to be stomped by the crazy crowd.

Without hesitation, he picked it up, not realizing the significance of what he had just discovered. It was an alien creature, and it was about to change his life forever.

The alien and the fan started communicating through telepathy. The tiny creature explained that it was hibernating under the ground for decades and had just woken up but due to the loud music above. The Alien was very angry about being woken by the loud music and the singing voice of this human named "Ross Lynch" The Alien was trying now to find a new host to take over, but he almost got trampled by all those people, if it wasn't for the fan, he would have. The alien also seemed to understand the fan's infatuation with Ross Lynch and promised to help him get closer to his idol, but with one condition.

"My species feeds on human emotions, but Desire is the tastiest and sweetest human emotion, it makes us very strong. And you, human...you are full of it, I could feel your desire from miles away, and it is delicious. I just woke up from my hibernation, that means i'm starving, that's why I want to offer you a deal, I will make your dream come true by taking over the source of your desire, and all you have to do is just keep desiring him"

As the concert drew to a close, the fan devised a plan. They would do it during the meet-and-greet session that would happen after the concert.

Finally, the moment arrived. The fan waited in line, his heart pounding with anticipation and fear. When it was his turn, he stepped forward...

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Ross Lynch was in the middle of another exhausting meet and greet, signing autographs and taking selfies with his adoring fans. One particular fan, a young man who had been waiting in line for hours, approached the star with a box of chocolates and a tiny, plastic alien toy. As he kindly accepted the gift, the alien toy came to life and jumped right inside his mouth. The Alien's true form was gelatinous and slimy, so it was easy to slide inside.

Ross, feeling a foreign object in his throat, began to cough uncontrollably. The crowd around him grew silent, watching in horror as their idol choked on what appeared to be a tiny plastic toy. As he finally caught his breath, his eyes rolled back and his head went limp. The alien had made its way down his throat and into his brain, taking full control of his body.

Suddendly his white eyes went back to normal, and he glared at the scared fan. The security guards moved in to restrain the fan. But before they could touch him, Ross spoke: "Let him through." The guards hesitated, exchanging nervous glances, but eventually parted to let the gay fan approach him. As he stepped closer, a wicked grin spread across Ross's face.

"I've heard from a tiny Alien that you are a big fan of mine, is this true?"

The fan was speacheless, he tried to talk, to say yes!, to say he's been a huge fan for years, but no words came out, he was just too nervous to speak with his Idol. Ross just chuckled and turned to his staff members.

"End the meet and greet session, I'm done for today" Ross said to his staff. The possessed star then took the fan's hand and led him to the backrooms, away from the prying eyes of the crowd. The fan could barely believe this was really happening and he started to imagine what would happen next.

"That's it, keep imagining all the dirty things I'm gonna do to you" Ross told him.

The fan then continued imagining different hot scenarios of him alone with Ross. Ross just closed his eyes and started to moan while telepathically viewing all the things his horny gay fan was thinking about him. "Uuugghhhhh...fuck yes, I'm totally doing that...and that as well... Hmmm this looks hot!"

The fan was terrified but also strangely aroused by Ross's newfound dominance, he could only nod in agreement. Ross leaned in close, their breath mingling, and he whispered: "We are going to have toons of fun with this host." The possessed Ross Lynch then turned around, marching back to the halls.

They finally arrived at Ross's private dressing room, with the door closed Ross turned to face his fan. "Now," he smirked, "you're going to see what happens when you try to fuck with the wrong person."

With that, he pushed the fan roughly against the wall, taking off his white sweaty tank top and then throwing the shirt to the fan. "Sniff it" Ross ordered and the fan obeyed. Ross smirked as he watched.

"Good boy, I see you like my smell" he purred, before roughly shoving the fan's face into his sweaty armpit. "Suck it." he commanded. "It was what you wanted all this time wasn't it?"

The fan, overcome with a mixture of fear and lust, obeyed, wrapping his lips around Ross's sweaty armpit and sucking greedily. Hours of non-stop singing and dancing had left his body completely covered in sweat.

Meanwhile, inside Ross's brain, the alien creature was having the time of its life, reveling in the power it now wielded over its new host. It sent a wave of desire coursing through Ross's veins, and as he felt the fan's tongue lapping at his host's sweaty armpit, he could no longer contain himself. Grinning wickedly, he spun the stunned fan around and pinned him against the wall again, their bodies pressed tightly together. "Now," he growled, "it's time for you to see what I really want." And with that, he slid his hands down the fan's pants, grabbing his aroused member in his hand. As the two of them finally gave in to their desires, the possessed Ross Lynch and his adoring fan started to kiss, the fan forgot about the world outside the dressing room, lost in the throes of passion.

After the 8 minutes long french kiss, Ross ordered the fan to kneel before him, and the fan obeyed without hesitation, his heart racing with a mixture of fear and arousal. Ross Lynch placed a hand on the fan's head, pushing him towards his bulge roughly, and the fan felt Ross's hard boner inside his pants. "You're mine now," Ross growled, his voice deep and commanding. "This host belong to me, and you belong to this Host!"

The fan could feel Ross Lynch's erection pressing against his face, and he knew that he was going to get what he had always wanted. Ross Lynch grabbed the fan roughly by the hair, pulling his head back, and the fan gazed up into the intense, alien-possessed eyes of his idol. "You're going to worship my body, my sweat, my everything," Ross commanded. "And when I'm done with you, you're going to beg for more." The tiny alien within Ross Lynch's body was relentless, driving him to take control and dominate the situation, and the fan couldn't help but submit to the tough alpha persona the Alien was adopting.

Ross guided the fan's hands to his armpits while the fan licked his hard sweaty abs "Yeeees," Ross hissed, "that's it. Taste me, boy"

As their bodies moved together in a frenzy of lust, Ross Lynch reached down and started to unbuckle his belt.

After dropping the jeans to his ankles, Ross grabbed the fan's hand and guided it to his exposed, hardened flesh. The fan's fingers trembled as they wrapped around Ross's length, feeling the heat and the power that emanated from it. "That's it," Ross growled, "stroking your god. Show me how much you want me." And with that, Ross Lynch began to thrust against the fan's hand, his hips moving in a powerful rhythm that drove the fan to the brink of ecstasy.

The fan could feel Ross Lynch's breath hot against his ear, his words sending shivers down his spine. "This is what you always dreamed of," Ross whispered, "and I'm going to make sure you remember this for the rest of your life." And with that, Ross leaned down, capturing the fan's lips in a brutal kiss, their tongues clashing together as they exchanged their saliva.

As their hot passionate encounter came to a climax, Ross Lynch let out a primal roar, his body tense and shuddering as he released his seed deep into the fan's hand. The fan felt a wave of heat and pleasure wash over him as he came as well, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. And when it was over, Ross leaned back on a chair, catching his breath, his chest heaving as he looked down at the fan sprawled beneath him. The fan watched in awe as Ross's softening member pulsated every few seconds, he also could see the alien still glowing brightly within Ross's eye, its presence both terrifying and thrilling all at once.

"So? How did you like it? I tried to recreate exactly the fantasy I saw in his mind." Ross said, a smile curling the corners of his lips. "It looks like this whole experience left you speechless, I understand, you need time to recover" He laughed, and with that, he leaned down once more, kissing the fan softly on the forehead, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. "Thank you for feeding me, I'm full now"

The fan stayed on the floor, he just smiled and looked down to his cum covered hand, he couldn't help but wonder what other more adventures they would share together.

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"This is our destiny" Ross sang to the loud crowd.

Four days had passed after the take over, and Ross was already singing at another concert as he was still on tour. The fan was now sitting in the front and exclusive row, which allowed the fan a perfect, up-close view of Ross's fit, sweaty body. For a few moments while he was singing, Ross would look, wink and point at this particular fan. For some people it even seemed that Ross was singing only for him.