Shifting Summer: Popularity

Shifting Summer: Popularity

For weeks now, the campus of Rolling Hills University had been plagued with suspicious emails that vowed to grant their wishes should an individual respond. The dean had made several statements to the students in both verbal and written forms, telling them plainly to not respond to the email under any circumstances on the off chance that this mysterious account had nefarious plans.

While the rest of the campus was in a panic and feared some sort of retaliation, a trio of nerds (Chester, Phil, and Garrett) had not fallen victim to the campus-wide pandemonium. For the most part, they actually found the situation rather hilarious. As computer science majors that had part-time jobs in campus IT, they had spent months warning the campus about any weak points in the school’s security system. Now that their warnings had actually come to fruition, they found it quite amusing to actually have been ahead of the curve and tell the campus that they told them so.

Despite this slight cockiness directed at the staff of the university, they lacked this same type of demeanor when it came to the asshole jocks that found time to ignore the panic and spend their free time taunting them. Previously, the three freshmen had reported the jocks for their behaviors, but of course, the campus did nothing to remedy the situation due to them being the star players on the incredibly popular football team. In fact, their reports only furthered their torment as the jocks focused even heavier on their tauntings, even going as far as to get physical and push them around. As the trio exited out of their classrooms and walked towards the quad, the three men mentally prepared for their daily torment from the jocks. 

While all of the boys were ridiculed and tormented by the jocks, the red-headed Chester often found himself getting the brunt of the punishment. As he exited the building, he gasped as a jock pulled him by the collar and threw him to the ground. While landing, the resounding tone of a snap led him to worry about somehow breaking one of arms from the impact of the fall. However, as he pulled his head up from the pavement, he got his answer for the cause of the snap as he found his thick pair of glasses completely shattered with the plastic frames snapped right at the bridge. 

While Chester attempted to pick up the shattered remnants scattered across the pavement, the jocks then began to move their nonsensical rage to the remaining two members. With messy brown hair, hazel eyes, and a puggish nose, the added weight caused by his endless college meal plan gave Phil a flabby gut and a thick pair of moobs that fully made him undesirable to any of the girls he ever tried to court. Due to knowing his unlucky nature with women and his negative self-image, the chubby Phil was not fazed in the slightest as the jocks began to taunt him and hurl fat jokes his way. However, the jocks soon grew to realize this fact, which caused them to try and amp it up as they grabbed the nerd’s graphic tee and tugged on it. With a loud high-pitched rip, Phil cried out in horror as the jocks tore open his shirt and revealed his blubbery figure to the entire diag. After a slight moment of silence due to everyone’s shock, the sea of co-eds began to cackle and laugh at the embarrassed nerd.

Finally, the jocks devoted their attention to Garrett, the last member of the nerdy trio. While Garrett’s other friends hadn’t been the best looking guys, Garrett differed from them. With slight curly hair, Garrett had a physique that was toned but not at all packed with any muscle. From his years of running track in high school, he was able to have a healthy lifestyle and decent genes that allowed him to avoid any college weight gain or be worried about severe sunburn. His golden-tanned skin was impressive, but that didn’t matter to the jocks. Given the fact that he was still associated with the other nerds, he was not pardoned from their torment. Despite being conventionally more attractive than most of the average-looking jocks, they still dwarfed him in terms of muscle, so they had no struggles with quickly grabbing him and throwing him in the nearest trash can.

As the jocks pulled out their phones and recorded the aftermath of their torment while chucking, the nerds quickly reassembled together and made a break for it to their shared apartment in complete embarrassment. Upon reaching their place, the trio slammed their bedroom doors and attempted to compose themselves.

While Phil pulled off his tattered shirt and put on another shirt, Chester was grabbing one of his several spare sets of glasses from his desk as Garrett got into the shower to clean the stench of iced coffee and other garbage off of himself. As they all cleaned themselves off and sat at their computer desks, the trio were all in sync as they pulled open their emails. Rage and shame was infecting their minds, so they couldn’t think of anything other than those spam emails spreading around campus. Even if it was a hoax, it didn’t hurt to voice their frustrations into the deep void of the internet. In unison, the three of them all began to compose emails that had the same general message: I wish me and my friends were more popular than the football jocks.

Pressing send, each guy breathed a sigh of relief as the email allowed them to purge their negative emotions of their terrible and upsetting day. Shutting their screens off, the trio all exited their bedrooms and began to hang out in their shared living room. Turning the TV on, the three of them were all transfixed as a marathon of CW superhero shows was currently underway. As they watched Supergirl, The Flash, and Superman all win and give criminals their comeuppance, the trio all felt better and longed for a way to have some sort of revenge on those jocks. Before too long, the trio all fell asleep on their couch and dreamed of being popular just like how their emails all described it.

Waking up the next morning, the trio that awoke was much different from the one that fell asleep the night prior. With Chester, his red hair was replaced with thick brown hair that was now fitted under a backwards baseball cap. His body had gained a tanned quality, and with it brought a slightly athletic frame that was a far cry from the twig arms and flat torso he previously had. Laying there in only a pair of grey shorts, he was oblivious to the fact that a hefty bulge was pressing against the fabric as he thought all about revenge. On top of that, those thick frames of glasses were completely rewritten out of existence, giving him perfect vision now and finalizing his new identity as Chet, the douchebag guy who loved to workout and bro-out with his two best friends.

As Phil groaned and awoke on the couch, his hands stretched out and down his body. However, when he would usually find a thick gut bulging out and providing resistance, this was nowhere to be found on the new Phil. In fact, his body was practically fat-free and replaced with an impressive frame equipped with solid biceps and a nice six-pack of abs. While Chet was practically shirtless, this was not the case for Phil as he was decked out in a pair of shorts and an oversized black shirt. Despite now being in a buff body and gaining a new identity, the impressive man was still uncomfortable being shirtless and resorted to wearing oversized clothing to hide his physique. As memories began to flood his mind, the new persona of Preston began to emerge and rewrite his life into one of being a moody sensitive influencer who found himself constantly thirsted over by gays and emo teenage girls.

Last but certainly not least, Garrett himself was not immune to these incredible body and life changes. Despite having the best physique of the bunch, the body he now had was even better than the previous one. His pectorals grew slightly beefier as his biceps grew thicker and his abs more prominent against his well-tanned body. Laying on the couch and still tossing and turning, Garrett’s life was beginning to undergo a mental battle against the life of Greyson, the hotshot fuckboi who wanted nothing more than to bed as many women (and occasionally men) as possible.

As the three guys all woke up in unison, their new realities were cemented as they found themselves transported to a rented house filled with lavish décor and top of the line electronics. However, the three guys were completely oblivious to the changes as they each went about getting ready for the day. “Yo bro, we need to record our video!” Preston said, which caused the other two guys to nod in agreement. Walking out into their backyard, Preston set up the camera and led the boys through a video of them dancing for their sea of followers. 

With a combined set of followers of over 50 million fans, they were currently some of the biggest stars on TikTok. Their slew of endorsement deals and viral videos had allowed them to outright purchase a house just outside of campus while they continued to attend college. Of course, this had led to a lot of tiffs with the football jocks as they vied for control of campus, but after just one threat of sicking their legion of fans onto them and getting them cancelled, the jocks had no choice but to back off. While the original Chester, Phil, and Garrett were unable to remain around for their new lives, they should be happy to know that they did in fact eventually get their revenge…

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Always Read Your Contract!

“Aw, you want your body back? Well too bad… Peter”, San Francisco 49ers tight end George Kittle says as he makes a stank face into the camera of his phone. “You made a deal with this company, so you’re just going to have to deal with the consequences!” George continues as the man on the other end of the FaceTime call sobs uncontrollably. “I guess you should have read your contract better huh?” the football jock says, which only pushes the man further into his pitiful wailing. “You know, I’ve been talking to this guy right next to me, and he said that a good chunk of the starters on your team have been possessed for a while now.” George says as he nods his head back towards the black man leaning on his shoulder. “It seems like I just somehow got lucky...” George continues, laughing and continuing to smirk into the camera. “Well, I’ve got to go get ready for the big game, so I’m going to head out now. If you want your body back so badly, go bet on it!” George said before quickly ending the call and heading onto the field.

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Sitting back onto his couch, the portly and balding man on the couch began to uncontrollably sob as he dealt with the shock of everything. Just an hour earlier, the man was back in his original body of the impressively muscular George Kittle. But as he was beginning to get ready, he soon grew incredibly dizzed. Attempting to call out for help, no one was able to come before he quickly collapsed onto the ground and passed out on the cold tile floor of the 49ers locker room. Upon waking up, he found himself resting on a black leather couch and in a body much different than the one he spent the past 27 years of his life as. With a hefty spare tire affixed to his gut and thick thighs that pushed against each other, George was in complete disbelief by what had happened to him. He knew that AthleteOdds was a new sponsor for the 49ers this season and he was required to sign a bunch of photos that gave them the ability to use his likeness, but he didn’t know that they would fully use his body and give it to someone else!

Groaning as he sat up with his much older body, George (or Peter according to his former body) made his way to the man’s old desktop and was greeted to the homepage of the betting site. Trying his best, he bet on the body of George Kittle, attempting to beat the max bid of $50,000 to get his body back. However, as he attempted to finalize the purchase, he was met with a swift rejection saying that his bank refused the charge. Grunting in annoyance, George pulled open the man’s bank page that was bookmarked and tried to figure out how to fix the issue. If he was required to transfer this man’s entire life savings, he was willing to do it! But as he pulled up the account info, he was annoyed to find that his bank account was nearly drained. With only a few hundred dollars to his new identity, he knew he would be unable to get his body back anytime soon. However, as he observed the list of remaining players available to bet on, George soon found himself in a dilemma. Should he wait and save up the money to get his original body back, or should he bet on a third or fourth tier player and just deal with no longer being a starter on the 49ers? There were several guys that he wouldn’t necessarily be upset about becoming, but before he could decide, his stomach growled and demanded nourishment. Unable to ignore the intense hunger pangs, the new Peter got up from his chair and decided that it would be a better idea to weigh the options after filling up this hefty new gut of his!

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Shifting Summer: Acceptance

For Thomas, he had loved his relationship of three years with his boyfriend Eric, but there was a catch. Despite having a healthy relationship and an incredibly active sex life, there was always one aspect of his relationship that caused stress in his life: Eric’s family. No matter how hard he tried, Thomas had always struggled to fit in with his boyfriend’s family. He wasn’t sure if it was due to them still being uncomfortable with their boyfriend’s sexuality or the fact that his pale complexion stuck out like a sore thumb in his boyfriend’s highly-melanated family, but it constantly made him spiral and search for answers. Despite Eric saying that his family loves him but just hadn’t been able to fully get to know him yet, there was still a part of Thomas that viewed his boyfriend’s statement as just trying to save face and give his family the benefit of the doubt.

With the family’s annual Labor Day cookout looming in the horizon, Thomas was beginning to stress out once more. He knew it was dumb, but given that summer was ending and he was about to be busy going back to graduate school and being a TA, he knew that his availability to interact with them was severely limited and he wanted to make a great impression for once. As the couple began to head to bed the night prior to the event, Thomas couldn’t help but wish that Eric’s family would finally accept him and treat him like part of the family.

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As Eric awoke the next morning, his hand aimlessly searched for his boyfriend to give each other some warm cuddles. But when his search came up empty and there was no indication of any body heat still in the bed, Eric groggily sat up from his bed and began to search for his boyfriend. After checking the bathroom and the living room of their apartment, Eric soon began to grow worried about where his boyfriend could have gone. Was he that nervous about the cookout that he fled in the early morning? 

However, as he made another lap around the smaller apartment, Eric finally began to pick up on the sound of rustling in the unused spare bedroom that the couple had turned into an office. “Hello?” Eric said, his steps growing lighter just in case there was a home intruder scavenging through their belongings. Hearing the creaks of an office chair reverberating through the walls, Eric began to consider that his boyfriend was there messing around on his desktop to play some video games before he awoke. Pulling open the door, Eric’s facial expressions went from a look of relief to panic as he caught the sight of a nearly naked black man sitting in his chair. “Who the fuck are you?” Eric cried out, watching as the man turned in his chair to face him. The intruder that was casually sitting in his chair was extremely buff, clearly indicated by the sunbeams that showcased and shimmered across his broad chest and rippling six-pack. Opening his mouth, the intruder’s booming voice echoed across the room, saying a simple “The fuck do you mean who am I? It’s Thomas…” 

Upon finishing his sentence, the man’s voice turned into a slight sneer as he looked at Eric’s shell-shocked face. “What the hell are you talking about? My boyfriend is a nerdy white guy, not some ripped black guy!” Eric responded, his face now severely stuck in a look of disbelief by what was happening. As the man casually began to recount their various dates and the secrets that they shared with each other late at night, Eric couldn’t believe that it was true… his boyfriend had completely transformed overnight!

“H-how did this happen?” Eric said, his chest heaving as he could feel a slight panic attack starting to spur within him. 

“Fuck if I know babe. All I know is that I wished that your family would accept me and then I woke up like this. I think I look pretty good though…” Thomas said as he flashed a cocky grin and flexed for Eric. 

“Why does it matter if they like you or not?” Eric replied, his anger beginning to rise at Thomas’ strange behavior. This wasn’t the sweet and eternally-anxious boyfriend that he had fallen in love with. Instead, he’d been replaced with not only a new rich darker complexion but an entirely new personality. 

Staring at his boyfriend still in absolute shock, Eric was appalled when Thomas told him to get on his knees and pleasure him, saying that his morning wood was aching for release. While he couldn’t deny that he was turned on by this new body, it was an absolute boner-killer to watch his good-natured boyfriend be so extremely tainted by cocky new impulses and desires.

Heading into one of their bathrooms, Eric told Thomas to start getting ready for the cookout while he attempted to understand how this happened. To his annoyance, Eric was completely ignored by the new Thomas, who was instead pulling down his white briefs to explore the new thick cock he possessed. Pulling out his phone, Eric sat on the toilet in disbelief as he saw all of the couple’s former photos on social media replaced with this new man. The couple’s journey to Comic-Con now altered to replace Thomas’ former look of pure joy with a look of annoyance along with many others. Along with this, new photos and videos had manifested on Eric’s account, now showcasing Thomas working out in the gym while Eric was stuck on the sidelines recording his boyfriend’s workouts.

To his disbelief, he saw his own family responding under those videos, giving incredible words of encouragement to their “future son-in-law”. He couldn’t believe it, but this new body truly did make Thomas a hit with Eric’s family. Needing to clear his head, Eric got into the shower and spent 30 minutes letting the water run down his forehead and give him some sort of temporary relief from this crazy new life he found himself in.

After finishing up and going back into his bedroom, Eric gasped as he caught sight of the new Thomas completely naked and flexing into the mirror affixed to the back of the bedroom door. “Bro, I was checking myself out!” Thomas groaned, which only elicited an eye-roll from Eric as he got dressed and made his new boyfriend do the same. 

For both of them, the car ride to the public park where the party was taking place was completely silent. While Eric was completely in awe of the stranger now sitting next to him and unsure of how to talk to him, Thomas paid his boyfriend no mind as he was too busy checking himself out in the side mirrors and looking down at his buff body. 

To Thomas’ relief, the party was an absolute hit for the new man. Eric’s family sat at length with Thomas and inquired about his fitness journey and how his career was going as a personal trainer, leaving their youngest son stuck talking to second and third cousins who weren’t blessed with the gift of gab. Standing under the park pavilion, Eric just kept looking over and staring at Thomas interacting with his older brother and having a flex-off between the two of them. He was annoyed to see Thomas succumb to the same sort of vanity rituals that he had spent his life surrounded by. 

As a result of this, Eric’s inability to gain intense muscle mass or even have any interest in athletics had left him particularly isolated from his family. Upon entering college and meeting Thomas, it was a relief for Eric to find someone who was interested in the same “nerdy” things as him and not as obsessed with self-image. But as he stared at the man his boyfriend had become, he knew that the real Thomas was completely gone. He couldn’t believe that his boyfriend would sacrifice it all to fit in with Eric’s family, but what is done is done. Despite it hurting him to think like this, Eric knew that this would probably be the last family meeting that Thomas would be invited to and the last day of their three-year relationship.

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The Perks of Licensed Merchandise

Despite having an entire ocean separating him from his all-time favorite sport, Ken couldn’t help but be obsessed with American football. Waking up each morning, he would catch up on all of the previous day’s highlights that he missed having been living all the way in the United Kingdom. While he had a large admiration for many of the teams and players, his primary focus was narrowed down to three teams: The Buffalo Bills, The San Francisco 49ers, and The Los Angeles Chargers.

All of them had hunky players that he couldn’t help but thirst over, but Ken couldn’t help but find himself particularly drawn to Los Angeles Chargers defensive end Joey Bosa. Sure, Ken couldn’t deny that by conventional standards Joey’s younger brother Nick (who plays for the 49ers) was the more beautiful player, but that didn’t matter to Ken. He loved Joey’s impressive physique, especially those broad shoulders that showcased innate strength and automatically created an intimidating appearance.

After having saved up some money, Ken splurged with a little bit of self-care by purchasing a hoodie that was Chargers themed and had Joey’s number and last name on it. Sure, it was a bit of a wallet gouger to get official NFL apparel, an already pricey expense, shipped all the way from the US, but Ken couldn’t resist the temptation. Given his inability to go in-person to see a game, he figured wearing some official merch was the closest he could get to experiencing the thrill of American football.

To his surprise though, the package only took a few days before it was already laying on his doormat one morning. Given he was already planning to do an early morning run, Ken decided there wouldn’t have been a better time to christen his new purchase through the sweat of hard work and determination. Peeling off the rainbow tank that was already showing off his modest set of hairy pectorals and his thick biceps, Ken wasted no time throwing on the hoodie while smiling in pure excitement. Upon pulling his longer hair up into a tight bun and putting his headphones back onto his head, Ken moved towards a mirror in his flat to take some celebratory selfies that also showcased the 97 number that was directly associated with his NFL crush.

After taking a moment to appreciate the sight he was seeing, Ken made his way towards his door and quickly exited his apartment. Pulling the door shut and locking it, he took a few minutes to do a few simple stretches before bounding down the stairs in excitement. As soon as his feet hit the concrete sidewalks, he instantly began his jog and rushed through the city streets. He passed his local gym that he had spent so much time in both working out and admiring the physiques of other men in his area. Continuing on, he passed by the bar that he often hit up either after teaching or a late-night workout. He smirked as he remembered all of the fun he had a few nights previously with some teacher friends. With his mind continuing to recollect the events of that night, his grin remained fixed as he remembered the woman who indicated clear interest in him and the hunky bartender that he couldn’t help but stare at. It was a good night, one of few and far between, but he wished he could have more nights like that.

As he continued to run with his mind worried about other things in his life, Ken was utterly clueless to the changes happening to his body. It started simple at first, with Ken’s height slowly growing up until he was an impressive 6’5”. However with the bouncing motion of his intense run, he found himself unable to notice anything different.

Upon those changes finishing, the growth continued further as his arms began to casually bulk up. With his arms swinging during the near-sprint, those already impressive biceps only grew thicker and more prominent as they began to bulge out to extreme levels. Ken could feel the sleeves beginning to ride up due to this continued growth, but he paid it no mind as he continued to think about his life and the tasks he had to do upon returning to his flat.

This growth wasted no time progressing across his torso as it began to grow wider and thicker at record levels. Given those massive guns that Ken was now sporting, the growth attempted to remedy the odd vision by widening the man’s back and shoulders. To his shock, this growth did in fact make an impression on Ken as he found himself accidentally bumping into a bunch of people also traversing the sidewalk. It was strange, he knew he was getting bigger from all of the time in the gym, but it seemed impossible that he was THAT big!

As his shirt began to ride up against the beefy biceps he was now sporting, there also seemed another point of tension for the shirt as an impressive set of pectorals began to push out of Ken’s chest. With each running step, Ken couldn’t help but smile as he felt the ripple of his pecs from the impact. Maybe he was wrong about not being so bulky, because it definitely seemed like the gym WAS paying off for him. Not noticeable for Ken though was the impressive set of abdominal muscles that grew incredibly defined through the now-straining fabric. However, even though Ken was unable to notice the changes, the other people on the sidewalks certainly noticed it. To his surprise, he found that many people were looking at him with wide eyes and dropped jaws. It was a strange feeling to be ogled at like that, but it certainly didn’t make him too upset. He was honestly just relieved that his expensive gym membership was actually paying off!

With the growth finishing up at his waist, the changes quickly began to move downward as it affected both his ass and his dick. As he took a moment at a stoplight to catch a breather, he couldn’t help but note the thicker cushion he was now sporting in his rear. His back was away from the building by several inches, but his ass was fully pressed against it and providing a nice amount of support from the hard defining angles of a building’s corner.

Now while this was going on, Ken’s dick was also undergoing its own changes. If the rest of his body was growing both taller AND thicker, it didn’t make sense for his genitalia to be ignored from all of that fun. As several inches caused his dick to snake lower down the front of his athletic shorts, there was a newfound girthiness that also caused it to become quite apparent while standing at that corner through a visible dick line. For Ken though, there was no real indication of something being peculiar about his downstairs area until he began to jog once more.

With the bouncing causing his more-impressive dick to begin to wildly move about, Ken was confused as to what had happened. Sure, he was going commando for this jog, but his dick was never this much of a nuisance during the run! Taking a second to take care of himself, he quickly ducked down an alleyway and clamped his 7” flaccid dick in place using the tight waistband of his shorts.

Continuing back to his run then, intense power began to manifest into the man’s legs as his thighs began to thicken with haste. When he had first taken that break at the corner, he felt like he was close to ending the run, but at this point Ken was eager and willing to do more! He felt as if the last 15 minutes was just a nice little warm-up and now he was eager to push himself to his limits! Not to mention, the now longer feet he had allowed for wider strides that eliminated a good chunk of his exhaustion. As he entered the local park and began to run faster without the hindrance of traffic signals, he was completely oblivious to the fact that his ridden-up shorts was now showcasing a juicy ass along with a set of thick thighs. In fact, those ridden up shorts also revealed the fact that his right thigh was now adorned with a tattoo that Ken had never gotten.

With 90% of his body completely shifted, the only remaining factor that indicated the essence of Ken was his head. However, the shirt seemingly wasted no time beginning on the grand finale of the change. In a sudden expansion, his neck began to grow thicker to stand a chance against the boulder shoulders bookended around his head. As his neck thickened, his vocal cords began to shift as it turned into a deeper booming voice that now perfectly matched the physique he was sporting.

Moving along his face, Ken felt a slight tingle on his cheeks that he casually scratched off. Had he been paying attention, he would have noticed that his bushy beard was pulling into his face until he was ultimately left with a closely-trimmed set of facial hair. In terms of the hair coming from his scalp, Ken’s growing mane of hair was also beginning to pull back into his scalp with gusto. It only took a few seconds before the elastic ponytail band fell off his head and tumbled onto the dirt path he was running on, leaving him with a close haircut that had shaved sides. 

As these changes finished, his facial features began to shift to match the body belonging to the jersey he was wearing. Ken’s nose began to grow more and more prominent as it gained the appearance of a nose that Ken had often spent time thirsting over. With this going on, Ken’s jaw also began to expand and square off in tandem. With each passing blink, Ken’s left eye began to darken in shade as it went from a blue color to a dark brown. Upon that finishing touch, Ken had been completely erased and replaced with an exact replica of Joey Bosa.

Still blissfully unaware, Ken noticed nothing was amiss until he took another break and decided to pull out his phone to change the playlist he was listening to. However, as he pulled out his phone and saw his reflection from the glass, he gasped in disbelief. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, his now-thicker hands gingerly touching his thicker neck upon hearing the deep voice coming out of his mouth. He knew that voice after having spent hours watching interviews involving his favorite player. Taking into account that voice along with the new face he saw only proved the fact of the matter: he was Joey Bosa!

Looking down at himself, he gasped as he saw that his hoodie was now stretched to its absolute limits on Joey’s taller, buffer, and wider body. “Thank god I didn’t get a smaller size…” Ken said to himself as he took a moment to admire himself. Hearing that booming voice coming out of his mouth once more, Ken could easily feel his thicker and longer dick quickly growing hard. It was such a turn-on to hear himself talking with a voice that just so easily oozed authority and dominance. 

To further indicate the level of dominance he had, Ken’s vision looking down was immediately drawn to his biceps. It was insane when he flexed and saw the muscle bunch up in response. These muscles clearly looked as if they could rival the size of bowling balls! Everywhere he looked and flexed, it was clear that this body was absolutely pumped with power. It was no wonder to Ken now as to why Joey Bosa was such an effective defense player.

Eager to explore his new body while feeling incredibly confident, Ken wasted no time peeling off the shirt that was both stuck to his body because of sweat and also from the intense muscle growth that it hadn’t been prepared for. After delicately taking care of the clothing to avoid any tears that would threaten the loss of the hoodies’ power, Ken was able to stare down and look at the impressive torso he now had.

Cupping his chest, he felt the heaving pectorals that were clearly bulging out, Ken was so incredibly turned on by what he saw (and felt). He could only dream of having a body like this, but due to this merchandise, it seemed like he could actually have it after all! As he moved his now-callused and meaty hands down his torso, his hands rippled along the abdominals that he had often joked “could shred cheese”. 

But to his sudden shock, Ken could only stare in disbelief as his hefty pectorals began to deflate and his abs began to lose the intense definition they once had. “I must need the shirt to be on!” Ken exclaimed as he desperately struggled to pull the hoodie back on. If Ken thought that there was a struggle to take the hoodie off, it was only worse when trying to put it back on! He had such a hard time navigating around the bulky shoulders and the muscles that were still prominent despite slowly deflating. 

After a few attempts, Ken was able to pull the shirt back on and watch in wonder as he felt his body grow stronger and stronger until it returned to its full Joey Bosa state. Clearly, he now knew that he needed the shirt to retain this physique, but when would he be able to realistically use it? He couldn’t just go and fully pretend to be Joey Bosa given that sweat was a thing and laundry was a required aspect of living, so what could he do? With his stomach giving a slight growl, Ken decided that the best course of action would be to go back home and get some food.

While he slowly made his way back, Ken stopped dead in his tracks as he found himself passing by the front door of the local pub and restaurant he had previously thought about. Given that he was both hungry and eager to find a solution for his throbbing cock, Ken stepped inside the establishment. Looking around, he smirked as he caught sight of the attractive bartender he had previously thirsted for. Based on the smirk the bartender returned, it seemed like there was a clear interest on his end as well. Getting up from the booth he was seated in, Ken sauntered over to the bar and decided to chat up the hunky bartender. As the man’s thirsty eyes wandered across Joey Bosa’s impressive physique while they spoke, Ken quickly knew that he was going to have A LOT of fun once he finished his meal… just as long as he kept his shirt on!

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Working Out Womanhood

As a professional bodybuilder, Jeff Nippard was extremely dedicated to a life of fitness and discipline. Looking around and seeing a world that lacked proper education on dieting and working out, the hunky blond decided that he needs to use his knowledge both from his degree in biochemistry and in the gym to create programs to help improve the lives and bodies of his followers. Although bodybuilding was a full-time job in terms of keeping his body as pristine as possible, the man was still eager to branch out and diversify his interests while still doing something he loved.

After months of hard work, Jeff had finally created his own website that provided nutrition plans and workout routines to help any individual wanting to improve their bodies. But while the man was able to create several programs that were a huge success, there was one category of plans that he wasn’t able to master: female-centric ones. No matter how many conversations he had with his long-term girlfriend Stephanie or talking to other female fitness gurus, he was unable to nail down the perfect plans for women. 

While most people would give up and just focus on what they know, the degree-holding man was not willing to let this lack of knowledge slide. Not only would it help his own business, but it also would allow him to better understand his girlfriend and help her achieve her intended physique if he could finally understand what types of workouts females liked. For months, he scoured the internet in search of any potential information that could help at least point him in the right direction to no avail. In a mix of desperation, nighttime hysteria, and drunkenness from several beers, the man soon found himself shifting away from his firm belief in the power of science and falling into dark web Google rabbit holes that could offer magical solutions to his little problem. Upon stumbling on a listing by a certain SCassociate01, Jeff was enamored by a little bottle of liquid that apparently gave him the opportunity to swap bodies with a member of the opposite sex. Given that the price was only $150, Jeff bit the bullet and quickly purchased the enigmatic item before passing out for the night.

Waking up the next morning and looking at the tab he left open, Jeff couldn’t help but grow irritated at his spur of the moment purchase last night. There was absolutely no way that this item could truly swap their bodies right? So, in a huff, the man quickly grabbed his gym bag and left his apartment to work off his anger towards being bamboozled by his own altered mind the night previously. For the next hour and a half, Jeff worked out rigorously until his shirt was soaked in sweat and skin-tight against his incredible physique. After such an intense workout, he couldn’t help but feel better and suddenly eager to get home and spend the day with his girlfriend. So, after quickly showering and getting himself changed into some new clothes, Jeff made his way home to have lunch with his gorgeous partner.

To both his surprise and horror, when Jeff got home and walked into his living room, he immediately caught sight of Stephanie inspecting the very same bottle he had ordered the night previously. Although it was certainly unbelievable that the package had arrived overnight, Jeff’s mind didn’t even question this factor as he instead grew embarrassed about his girlfriend finding out about his moment of weakness the night prior. “Hey, what are you doing? That’s mine!” Jeff cried out, jogging over to the couch to try and grab the bottle out of Stephanie’s hand. 

“Whoa babe, why are you freaking out? You just got a package in the mail and I was making sure it wasn’t damaged…” Stephanie coldly said, crossing her arms in annoyance at Jeff’s childish behavior as he grabbed onto the bottle and tried to hide it from sight. “What is that bottle anyway? I saw something written on the side talking about swapping bodies with the opposite sex…” she continued, her face shifting into an inquisitive glare at Jeff as she left her sentence open for her boyfriend to tie up the loose end.

Standing there with his cheeks flush underneath his blond beard, Jeff gave a deep sigh before telling his girlfriend about the events leading up to the purchase of said bottle. As he finished telling his story, he couldn’t help but grow annoyed as Stephanie wasted no time laughing in his face and taunting him for believing that magic could really exist. “Babe, I know that you want to create the perfect woman’s gym and nutrition plans, but I think you’re taking it a bit too far now…” she said, her voice going into an even higher tone as she attempted to conceal her laughter (although she was clearly failing).

“I was wasted last night and was desperate to get the plan figured out ok?” Jeff said under his breath, a newfound raspiness appearing in his voice due to his sheer annoyance. Despite his girlfriend’s best attempts to calm him down and say that she’s just joking with him, Jeff was still quite annoyed at the situation.

Seeing this, Stephanie tried her best to be supportive and cheer him up. “Hey, what do you say we pop this bottle and give it a try huh? Sure, it may not be a gender swapping potion, but at least it seems to be an aphrodisiac since you’re supposed to have sex after drinking it. What do you say babe?” she said, leaning in and resting her well-manicured hand on Jeff’s own callused and wide one to try and cheer him up. 

Thinking it over for a second, Jeff started to lighten up upon seeing that his girlfriend was willing to go along with his little impulse buy. Sure, it may not be really magic, but the concept of having some kinky sex with his girlfriend was an opportunity too great to pass up so Jeff quickly nodded his head before uncorking the bottle. Upon inspecting it, Jeff tipped the potion back and downed half of it before handing the second half to his girlfriend to finish off. As it went down, the man was shocked and delighted to find that the taste was rather appealing. It tasted like a mix of candy and fruit, something that left both partners with a slight grin on their face as they tossed the bottle aside. 

While it could have been some sort of placebo effect of the potion, both individuals soon found themselves incredibly turned on and desperate to tear off each others’ clothes and head into their bedroom for a passionate bout of intercourse.

Upon lifting his girlfriend up as she wrapped her legs around his bulky waist, the couple quickly made their way into the bedroom as they passionately made out and Stephanie took the opportunity to multitask and take off her shirt and bra. Looking down, Jeff’s cock couldn’t help but grow rock solid at the sight of his girlfriend’s gorgeous tits that wobbled with every thunderous step he took on the way into the bedroom. As soon as they stepped foot into the doorway, Stephanie quickly hopped back onto the ground and started to undress her boyfriend. It was always like unwrapping a present the way she would meticulously save the best for last. 

Looking up with a pure lustful stare, Stephanie was able to peel Jeff out of his form-fitting tank top and reveal his impressive physique to her. With envy, she ran her dainty fingers along the ridges of his abdominals and smirked at him as he looked down in awe. Not one to waste time, the woman continued to undress her boyfriend, pulling down his workout shorts and running her hands along his well-sculpted ass and meaty thighs. Despite his smaller stature of 5’5”, the sheer width and bulk of his muscles would be able to intimidate even the tallest of adversaries. Stephanie wasted no time admiring her boyfriend’s body as he squeezed her perfect tits, running her fingers along the ridges of his cut abdominals. Then, in an effort to make sure Jeff felt the same form of objectification, she gave his chest a squeeze in return as she clutched onto an impressive pectoral shelf that could rival the bosom of a college cheerleader.

Just as Jeff got his girlfriend out of her underwear to stare at her fully nude body, Stephanie finally returned the favor by pulling down the tight underwear and watching as his thick shaft fell forth from the fabric and revealed itself to her. “Well looks like someone’s horny huh?” Stephanie said as she goaded her boyfriend, dropping down to her knees and taking his impressive shaft into her mouth. 

“Aw fuck!” Jeff groaned, his dick throbbing as his girlfriend took in his manhood with impeccable ease and began building up a perfect rhythm over the next several minutes. While he certainly was turned on by his girlfriend, he was desperate to not ejaculate early before the main event occurred. So, just as he began to feel his dick tense up and his head grow light-headed, he quickly pulled his girlfriend off of his cock and into bed with him. With their bodies tangled up in sheets, Jeff was enough of a conscientious lover to dive under the sheets and give his girlfriend’s pussy some well-deserved attention. Hearing his girlfriend’s moans were always a constant turn-on, so it wasn’t surprising that Jeff soon found himself pulling his mouth away from her genitalia as he was eager to finish up and shoot his load into her.

Wasting no time, both partners began to moan and shiver in pleasure as Jeff slid his thick rod into his girlfriend’s pussy. As a motion gradually built up, both partners had looks of pure lust on their faces as they both reached the point of cumming. In a surprising moan of unison, they both cried out “Oh fuck!” as they soon began to ejaculate. But just as the two individuals started to reach the end of their shared climax, a sudden dizziness began to manifest as they grew lightheaded. “What’s… happening…” Jeff quietly uttered before passing out.

Just as quickly as he had fallen unconscious, Jeff soon found his eyes jolting awake as he found himself completely disoriented by what happened. Why was he suddenly laying with his back on his sheets and why was he… staring at himself!?! “Holy fuck,” Jeff cried out, gasping as he heard a different yet familiar voice coming out of his throat. Looking down, Jeff was completely disarmed by the sudden sight of modest breasts. The potion… it was real! “Babe, are you ok?” Jeff said, looking up at his hunky body as he saw his former eyes shifting beneath the eyelids before they began to slowly open.

As Stephanie began to wake up once again, she was even more disoriented as she found herself looking down as gravity pulled against her body. But despite that, nothing was more disorienting for the woman than to see her former body underneath her with a shocked expression on her face. “Wha- what the fuck?” Stephanie screamed, her body beginning to flail about as she tried to understand what was going on. There’s no way, absolutely no way that the potion really did this…

However, the sudden girlish cries from Jeff causes Stephanie to stop what she was doing and look down. Holy fuck, his dick was still inside her body! “Oh fuck, I’m sorry babe!” Stephanie said, moving a bulky and rugged hand against her throat due to the shock of hearing Jeff’s voice coming out of her mouth. Given that she used to be the owner of a vagina, she sympathized with Jeff due to all of the thrashing she had just done. She was sure that it was an intense mix of pleasure and pain, but as she quickly pulled out of her former genitalia, the former man breathed a sigh of relief to show that he’s feeling somewhat better now.

With both of them now free to explore their bodies, both individuals quickly hopped off of the bed and rushed into their shared master bathroom. Flicking on the light only confirmed what they had already known, but it was still quite the monumental shock for both individuals to realize. Stephanie awkwardly struggled to deal with the intense muscles she now possessed while Jeff was in shock as he grabbed onto his girlfriend’s tits and ran a finger along his new vagina out of curiosity. When a ripple of pleasure rushed through his body though, the man quickly stopped his experimentation to avoid being completely overwhelmed in a horny daze. It was certainly clear that the potion had done its intended job for the couple. Their bodies had been completely swapped and now Jeff was certainly going to get a first hand experience at figuring out the best routines and nutrition plans for women looking to have their bodies in peak health. He was unsure how Stephanie would deal with being in his bulky body, but he was sure that she would be able to adapt. She agreed to drink the potion right? Even if there was a 99% chance that the potion was fake, she still was willing to take that 1% risk that it was actually a real body swapping potion!

However, despite the clear shock that they were both experiencing, the hormones belonging to their new bodies were working hard to get them to forget about the worries. Each partner soon found themselves slyly taking peeks at their transformed partners and being turned on by the bodies they now had. Jeff found himself staring at Stephanie’s new hairy chest and the thick cock that was dangling from his crotch while Stephanie couldn’t help but stare at Jeff’s new pair of tits and the well-trimmed bush and pussy that he had. No words needed to be said as the two partners slowly turned towards each other and took in each other’s body. To add to Jeff’s shock and horniness, he gasped as Stephanie easily pulled him up with her new muscles and carried him back into the bedroom for round two.

Just like nothing had changed, the same foreplay occurred for the couple even though they were experiencing different roles and positions throughout. Stephanie found herself happy to give her mouth a break as Jeff couldn’t resist going down to run his new tongue against his former shaft. He was already a kinky fucker, but the concept of getting his former body off was too much for his ego to handle. He desperately wanted to hear his husky voice moaning as he continued to suck Stephanie off, so his intensity increased as he used his girlfriend’s practically non-existent gag reflex to take in every single inch of his (former) manhood and get his girlfriend close to experiencing her first ejaculation as a man. In nearly record time, Stephanie found her hips buckling as she grabbed onto Jeff’s head and held him as she forced him to swallow every inch of her new seed. 

“Oh fuck!” Stephanie moaned, shivering as she heard Jeff’s masculine voice coming from her mouth. Obviously, she hadn’t expected the body swapping potion to work, but as the waves of pleasure rippled through her body as she learned how a male’s orgasm felt, she couldn’t deny that she was too upset about what was going on. Maybe this will actually be an interesting opportunity for both of us, she thought to herself as she continued holding Jeff’s head in place as she finished cumming. Jeff was the top guy of their favorite gym, so the concept of becoming an important figure in the gym rather than the arm candy of Jeff’s was incredibly alluring to think about. 

As Jeff swallowed every drop of sperm, he was absolutely turned on by how kinky it felt to be dominated (by his own body no less!!). No wonder Stephanie was always eager to fuck when it feels this damn good 24/7! Although there was an aspect of himself that was alarmed by swallowing cum, Jeff quickly shook those thoughts away as he reminded himself that he was swallowing his own cum. It’s not gay when it’s your own body, even if you’re not in your right body! Just as he took a breath after finally getting it all down his throat, Stephanie wasted no time pulling her former body back into the bed as she slid down across his new petite frame and began to work on Jeff’s new pussy. Gripping onto the bed sheets, the bedroom turned into a symphony of moans and groans from both partners as Jeff experienced having his pussy eaten out and fingered for the first time. With such intense pleasure obliterating his body, he was honestly shocked that Stephanie didn’t demand him to eat her out more often!

With the woman’s now meaty fingers sliding in and out of Jeff’s tight slit, the couple had a lustful grin on their faces as Jeff’s clitoris was finally stimulated to the point where he soon found himself experiencing his first ever female orgasm. After finishing up and cleaning themselves off, the couple soon fell back into bed as a wave of drowsiness hit them. It was a fairly intense day for both of their bodies, not only had they swapped bodies but they had also gotten off twice in the span of an hour. Realizing this factoid, the couple soon found themselves quickly planning out what lay ahead for them. While Stephanie was just eager to be a hunky man who was relied on as a leader and ran a full fitness business, Jeff was eager to head into the gym and learn more about what needed to be done to create the perfect programs for women. Although as both of them began to pass out, they couldn’t deny that they were planning many more sexual encounters for them to experience with each other…

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The Great Shift: Thirst Trapped

After setting up my phone, I take a quick inhale of air before pressing the record button. “Hey there everybody, uh, it’s Ken Clarke here,” I say, trying my best to seem as natural as possible. However, given the situation, it’s understandable why I’m not a total pro at recording videos yet and seem quite uncomfortable based on what I see reflected back at me.

Hearing myself say my name, I can’t help but take a momentary pause as I try to let the realization sink in once again. “Well..” I start to say, letting a slight chuckle escape from my lips as I immediately begin to scrap my original script and just speak off the cuff. I knew there was no point trying to hide the obvious, so I just began to speak and open up about my life. “As you probably already know, I’m not the real Ken Clarke. Clearly, given what happened to all of us last week, we’ve all found ourselves in different bodies across the entire world. Given all of the confusion about what has happened though, I felt like it would be best to try and remove some mystery by revealing myself and trying to explain who’s now in control of your favorite Instagram hunk. So let me go back to the beginning and explain who I used to be…”

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Before I suddenly became a hunky fitness influencer, I used to be an absolute nerd. At 23 years old, my life was quite pitiful to say the least. Although I had a rather healthy relationship under my belt for the past 3 years, there wasn’t too much else to write home about in terms of my life. My indecisiveness had led me to become an awkward and antisocial older student returning to undergrad. While I certainly wasn’t some 30+ year old guy having an early mid-life crisis, the situation was still quite embarrassing (and infuriating) to deal with all of these pretentious yet determined teens that somehow had their lives figured out already. Given all of the mental strife I was undergoing, I could only pray that getting this third degree would finally help me figure out what I want to do with my life and just jump into an actual career.

With most of my time being eaten up by an intense course schedule and a part-time job at a shitty retail store, there really weren't many opportunities to be sociable (even if I wanted to)! So, to try and at least form some sort of friendship, my attention soon became directed towards facilitating friendships with like-minded people who enjoyed the same video games, movies, or stories that I do. For the most part, these friendships were essentially my only savior to help push me through any rough period I had mentally. In fact, one of these friends had even helped convince me to start focusing more on my writing abilities to help build them to be the best they could be.

Besides the general discussion about my writing interests and various music or movie news, my friends and I also had a huge interest in sharing our favorite hunks on the internet. Staring at rippled abdominals, bulging biceps, angular jawlines, and hefty pecs day-in and day-out was a double-edged sword in the most extreme of ways. Although it certainly was fun to embrace my thirst for these men with my friends, it didn’t help my unhappiness towards my own chubby body. I of course tried my hand at testing out the gym, but the concept of being laughed at or getting long stares from across a hectic gym quickly overrode these attempts, inducing panic attacks that left me fleeing towards my car in extreme haste and never returning.

But with nothing to do on a boring Sunday afternoon, I absentmindedly scrolled through my Instagram feed and felt my dick harden as I stared at the never-ending content displaying the buffest and hunkiest men I could dream of. Given that I was home alone and mind-numbingly bored with a slight migraine, I pulled down my underwear as I began to focus specifically on the account of one Ken Clarke.

While it was only natural to desire the bigoted straight man in hopes that you could “fix him” with your affection, I resonated with Ken mainly because he didn’t fit into that same group. Although he was certainly a hunk with impressive muscles that could easily be cocky and a complete straight alpha, Ken was as gay as a Pride parade and happily married to a man named Mark. I found it quite wholesome to see such a bonafide hunk find companionship in someone that could easily be described as a 6/10 in terms of attractiveness. 

Regardless of my own personal opinion, Ken’s identity as a gay man that looked to inspire people to build muscle and be the best possible versions of themselves was incredibly appealing to me. So, as I leaned back into bed and continued to try and get myself off, I couldn’t help imagine how incredible it would be to have his life. With a husband already locked down that was clearly devoted to him and a promising career as a fitness influence AND OnlyFans content creator, it was absolutely the life that I could only dream of having!

So, as I scrolled through his stories from earlier today, my thirst only grew stronger as I watched the hunky man detailing one of his tropical vacations. The sight of his hairy chest and prominent facial structure left me weak in my knees and quickly slingshotting me towards a quick yet massive ejaculation. I closed my eyes as he turned the camera to show off his husband and few friends that tagged along, I moaned and gasped as I shot my load and quickly came onto my chest.

But as I finished making my mess, I soon found myself disrupted by the feeling of hot air blowing against my shirtless body and a loud rumbling noise echoing in the distance. While it certainly didn’t make any sense, I couldn’t help but assume that I had mistakenly left a window open and allowed my neighbors to hear my passionate moans as I got myself off. Filled with shame and eager to close the window, I opened my eyes but soon found a different sight than my normal bedroom staring back at me.

Instead of the scenic views of horror movie and concert posters against a plain white wall, my eyes were met with the wild sight of sandy beaches and a crystal clear ocean. Understandably, I darted my head around in confusion as I couldn’t understand where I was and how I got there. But as my eyes looked around and took in all of the views while realizing that I was sitting in a beach chair, I soon took in the different view of my own body. Instead of modest chest hair and a slight gut, my chest was bulging and covered in a pelt of black hair while my stomach was now adorned with impressive abdominals. The biggest giveaway about who I was now came though as I turned my gaze towards my torso and stared at the large tattoo running down my right side. I was somehow in the body of Ken Clarke!

With such shock riddling my body, I couldn’t help but exclaim “Oh fuck!” while quickly jumping onto my feet. But just as I tried to approach a random woman standing a few feet in front of me, the once-calming shore erupted into screams of terror and confusion as everyone seemingly experienced the same thing that I did. Understandably, I heard several men and women screaming out to inquire about where they are and most importantly WHO they are. Darting my head around while trying to figure out where to go, I soon caught sight of Ken’s husband and friends sobbing in shock and aimlessly running around the sandy beachfront. Not wanting to leave them to their own devices and do something crazy, I wasted no time jumping into action, approaching them and telling them that I could help them figure out what was going on if they just followed me.

Fumbling through the swim shorts that Ken was wearing, I quickly led the group of men towards the resort I had seen in his Instagram stories before finally pulling out Ken’s ID and room key. Just as we entered the resort, I began to hear the sound of violent crashing and yells ringing through the broad beach. Not wanting to be involved in some riot and risk injury or even death, I angrily demanded the 3 men to follow me into the elevator as I took them to the room on the key card and brought them into Ken’s room.

Although the quiet was quite a relief to help calm me down, it seemed to have an adverse effect for the other men in the room. Looking down at themselves, the three men were understandably shocked and desperate to run into the bathrooms and stare at their various reflections. As I watched each of the men look at their shirtless bodies and take a quick peek at what was concealed by their shorts, I curiously noted the varied expressions between them all. The person who was in Ken’s husband Mark’s body clearly wasn’t too upset, letting out a slight smile as he latched onto his manhood and gave it a tight squeeze through the shorts. But for the other two men, their faces and expressions were of abject terror as they felt their new appendages and let out girlish shrieks in response. While it seemed fairly clear that these women were undergoing a gender swap, I was still desperate for answers.

Pulling them away from the mirror and leading them to a couch in a rather large living room, I quickly ushered them to sit as I began to explain who each of them were. To put it plainly, the two women-turned-men were quite shocked by their new identities while my apparent new husband took the news rather well. After finishing their explanations, I began to describe the facts behind the man I was now in the body of. With that quickly handled, I then took the lead in terms of introducing our true identities. “Well uh, I’m Nate, I’m 23 years old and I’m from the United States…” I said, motioning towards the body of Mark to continue the chain of introducing themselves.

To my surprise, Mark was revealed to be controlled by a man named Luis, who was actually the bartender here at the resort the group of men were staying at. My thoughts were then confirmed as each remaining introduced themselves and revealed that they were really women from across the globe. The burlier of the two men was revealed to be Sadako, a Japanese woman who had been married for over 30 years, while the smaller framed man revealed himself to really be named Carly, a blonde woman from Quebec who was a college cheerleader. 

After getting the two gender-swapped women to calm down, I quickly ushered them towards their shared room before returning to my own room. By the time I had returned though, the stranger that was now “my” husband was already fast asleep due to the shock of what occurred to them. While that was understandable, I lacked any desire to sleep and would rather explore my new situation. So, with my phone now in hand, I headed into the bathroom before shutting and locking the door behind me. 

As I flicked on the light switch and stared at my reflection, I was in utter disbelief to really see Ken’s reflection staring back at me. The intense stubble with that prominent mustache worked perfectly on his face, which caused me to chuckle as I felt the thick coarse hair rubbing against my upper lip (an area that I hadn’t had much ability to grow facial hair). While I was now in the body of a man that I had literally just jerked off to, I found it rather strange to see that I wasn’t turned on by my own reflection. Instead of intense lust and desire towards my reflection, I felt a weird sense of… pride.

With a body now decked out in incredible muscle and an attractive face, I finally began to realize that I finally had the self-confidence and body positivity that I had so desperately longed for myself. So, eager to see more, I quickly pulled off my shirt and watched as my new physique was revealed to me in all of its glory. Letting an audible gasp escape from my lips, my hands wasted no time moving on their own accord to explore my new physique. Cupping my pecs and squeezing, I smirked as I felt the new sensation of firmness that had usually been soft and pillowy in my old body. 

Throwing my bicep up into a flex, that smirk turned into a rather cocky grin as I pulled out my phone and began to take videos and photos of my brand new body. After setting my phone down and squeezing the thick ball of muscle that had more sheer power in one arm than I had ever had in my previous life, I began to grow curious about what was possible with intense muscles like this. Clearly, I would be the object of everyone’s lustful stares at the resort whenever I walked around shirtless, but what could I actually physically do with this body? Knowing there was a resort gym, I began to grow eager to see what this body could truly do. So after throwing on a tank top from Ken’s suitcase, I quietly exited the room to try out these muscles and test out what its limits were...

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Understandably, the next few days of the resort were rather hectic. Out of nowhere, the resort would be overrun in confusion and pandemonium over some random individual throwing a fit and trying to ignite some sort of riot. While it could have been fairly easy for a normal resort staff to dampen such hysteria, the fact that the resort staff had also been swapped provided some issues. These poor individuals were still trying to adapt to their new roles for the most part, sans the occasional staff member who would state that they were once wealthy and rich and refused to service others. 

But as each night passed and people began to slowly adapt to their new lives, both the staff and resort guests began to embrace their roles. While most people were certainly shocked by their acceptance of the situation, I wasn’t entirely too shocked. This whole resort was created for the purpose of helping people calm down via the salty sea breeze and crystal clear ocean lapping against the shore. So to me, it seemed fairly obvious about the positive impact it could have to help everyone remain calm and relaxed. Hell, even Carly and Sadako were even beginning to embrace their new manly forms whenever we went down to walk along the shore or go swimming.

In terms of what we did, it seemed to be a simple routine that emerged by the second day post-swap. Every morning, the group of us would get up to shower and get dressed before going out on a walk throughout the town. After exploring the sights, we’d make our way back to the resort to sit down at the bar and restaurant along the shore to have brunch and watch the various global news channels interrupting the syndicated telenovelas to provide updates on the scenario. With each passing meal, it seemed as though there were less and less answers being provided by global leaders. On the first day, the United States instantly spoke out about the swap and discussed how it had affected every individual in the world (which was already clear based on my interactions with Sadako and Carly). But after vowing to find the “source” of the transformation, the country went radio silent as they clearly couldn’t find any answers.

Although the majority of individuals believed the swap to be some scientific bioweapon, I could only view the phenomenon as some kind of divine intervention. But instead of being affected by some kind of religious or godly figure, I couldn’t help but assume that this was solely an intervention on behalf of fate and karma. While most people refused to remove any sort of rose-colored glasses, it was abundantly clear to me through my upbringing that there were plenty of problems plaguing the world. Watching throughout my life as wars emerged for no reason, the difference in wealth inequality grew exponentially larger by the year, and society was clearly deeply corrupted in the form of racial injustice and political agendas, I felt somewhat relieved that this was happening. In a way, I viewed these swaps as a way to help facilitate peace and intense realizations about the dysfunctional world we live in. Shifting perspectives could be just the thing we needed for humanity to get its shit together and begin to work together rather than being so divided. 

Although I certainly loved the concept of what people were deeming as “The Great Shift”, I couldn’t deny how upsetting it must have been to find yourself in not only a new country but also an entirely new society and country for those individuals who had to endure global swaps. While it was nice to see my two new friends quickly adapt to their new sex, I found intense relief in the fact that I had known Ken’s body and life. Even though The Great Shift had given me a new body, I kept the same facets of my personality such as my anxiety and movie buff intelligence. With that anxiety still buzzing around for me even as I try my best to enjoy being Ken, I couldn’t imagine how debilitated I would be to end up in the body of someone completely random.

Speaking of those individuals who ended up in the bodies of someone completely random, my attempts to contact my boyfriend had showcased that he was suffering from that same fate. Upon finally getting the new inhabitant of his body to answer his phone, I wasted no time introducing myself and inquiring about who was in control of my boyfriend’s body. To my absolute shock and disbelief, my boyfriend’s voice quickly revealed that it was now being controlled by a former 32-year-old father of 3 from Australia. 

While I clearly wanted to learn more about this random man, there was a clear annoyance in his tone that indicated to me that the man had no indication of wanting to talk more about his old life with me. On top of that, the man wasted no time shaming me for my homosexual urges while boldly stating that he’s a straight man with no intention of ever being intimate with a man. Clearly, I didn’t care about what that guy did with my boyfriend’s body while I’m an entire country away, but when he boldly rejected my attempts to get his old phone number so I could talk to my boyfriend and see how he was doing, I was obviously quite pissed off by the situation. No matter how hard I begged and pleaded for the man to share that pertinent information, he held strong and boldly told me to fuck off before hanging up on me. With no other avenues to pursue in terms of finding out how to reach him or even just learn his new name, I was left to abandon my idea of regaining contact with my former partner. Although I was upset for such a loss, I couldn’t help but smile at the prospect of his new life. Even though I wasn’t a big fan of kids, he had always desired them one day, so it was good to know that even though he lost a good 10 years of age, he finally got what he had always dreamt of having…

Back to the stunning locale of Puerto Vallarta, the group of us continued with our daily rituals upon having a gourmet meal prepared for us. After waiting a good 30 minutes for our stomachs to settle and our sunscreen to be fully effective, the group of us then moved towards the beach as we spent a good chunk of the day sunbathing or wading throughout the gorgeous light blue ocean water.

Throughout the entire vacation, I began to notice each member of the group (including myself) give more and more stares of longing and attraction towards each other as we waded through the water and noticed our physiques, which ranged from bulky and flabby to completely buff. Despite the varying physical forms we all had, the attraction remained equal between all of us as we began to further embrace our new identities. For Sadako, she was quite relieved to have been able to lean into her sexual desires given her older age and lack of intimacy with her long-time husband. Carly was quite relieved to experience life here as well due to the fact that she had actually been able to escape a fairly abusive relationship with some bulky hockey player. Although it was strange to view themselves as gay now, the two former ladies still retained their attraction towards men and thus soon embraced the new community they found themselves apart of.

With such overwhelming lust and desire between all of us, I can’t deny that we got more intimate upon returning to our room. While my room only had one bedroom due to Ken and Mark’s status as a married couple, the large size was able to allow all four of us to writhe around in a passionate orgy of desire. For hours, each of us took turns leading the orgy while getting the other 3 men to admire every inch of our new bodies. It was quite a hot experience to endure honestly, especially whenever Sadako or Carly (now only going by their new identities as Riley and Kyle) got quite dominant and commanded me and the new Mark to either suck their dick or fuck their asses with a dick I had seen multiple times prior on Ken’s OnlyFans…

Speaking of Mark, each additional day in our new bodies had caused us to learn more about each other’s old life and their interests. To my surprise, we had formed a connection rather fast to the point where there was a very clear attraction on my part forming towards Mark. It was amusing for me to realize, especially given my previous thoughts about his appearance, but Luis’ personality was able to truly help elevate him into a true 10/10. After the orgy as he prepared to sleep on the pull-out bed in the couch, I quickly stopped him and invited him to sleep in bed with me. Like a child, his face turned into a wide grin as he quickly bounced towards the bed and jumped into bed with me. As soon as he was under the covers, the two of us wasted no time feeling each other’s physique and giving a level of intimacy that made it seem as though we really were a married couple. While we were clearly too tired for another sexual experience, we still had a great time making out with each other and cuddling until we both passed out in each other’s arms.

The next morning as we woke up and prepared for our early morning walk, the two of us chose to get together and have some more fun as I topped my new husband against the cold tile of the bathroom shower. Without even thinking about it, we both pulled on the wedding rings that we had hidden away immediately after the shift occurred and gave each other a wide smile. Extending his hand out, I quickly grasped onto it as we exited the room to meet our friends for our brunch routine.

As we sat around at the restaurant waiting for our food, I realized that it was finally time to stop delaying the inevitable and reach out to the new Nate / the real Ken. With trepidation and shaky hands, I quickly dialed my phone number and attempted to FaceTime my old body.

Given how the Australian dad in my now ex-boyfriend’s body refused to answer my call after several attempts, I had assumed that Ken wouldn’t answer my phone calls as well. But to my surprise, I was proven wrong as the call was answered by the second ring and I soon saw my old face in front of me.

“Uh hey there Ken, I just wanted to call and say hi…” I said, trying my best to remain calm and not as awkward as I felt. I expected the man to explode into a thunderous rage given the body and life that was forcibly taken from him, but to my surprise, his face broke into a slight smile as he exchanged similar pleasantries. 

For the next twenty minutes or so, we each took turns informing the other about the events that we’ve endured over the past few days. While my recount of the events post-shift were fairly redundant given the schedule the group of us had created, Ken had a boatload of stories to tell me about his new life. Apparently, the Australian man hadn’t taken kindly to Ken in my body, as he quickly threw him out and left him scrambling to find somewhere new to live. Luckily for the little bit of savings that I had accumulated, Ken put a security deposit down for a studio apartment in town to at least give him a place to stay until the whole phenomenon is figured out and fixed. 

Upon asking him about how everyone is reacting in America, Ken wasted no time telling me the brutal honest truth about the country: it was a fucking shitshow. According to him, there were riots nearly every day being shown on the news as hardcore Republicans attributed the swap to the “liberal queer agenda” and vowed to seek revenge for how they had been slighted until they were back in their rightful bodies. Of course, we both knew this was false and had a good chuckle about it while he recounted the story, but it was still alarming to see how poorly it was going there back at home. In fact, I was kind of dreading taking the flight back home, especially since the tickets in the hotel room had the group of us returning home in two more days.

But after he finished recounting those tales, Ken wasted no time asking me about what was going on with his husband and if I knew who was in his body. “Uh yeah, well, your husband’s body is right here..” I say, turning the camera to the side to show Mark’s body sitting right next to me with my arm around his shoulder. It was strange to see my own face being displayed back at me, but I couldn’t deny that it was sweet to see the relief on my old face due to Ken knowing that the impression of his marriage would remain intact (even if different people were inside of those bodies). 

“And actually, your husband is over there,” I continue, turning the camera towards the bar to show the bartender currently on duty. In awe, Ken wasted no time asking me if that was truly his husband. “Yeah, that’s your husband,” I awkwardly say with a slight grin, moving my hand up to my face as I try my best to remain calm in the situation. 

Not one to conceal any information, I begin to discuss more about the new resident in Mark’s body and how his real husband is adapting to the changes. When me and Luis first talked on the second night after the swap, we headed down to the bar to drink our worries away about the situation. To Luis’ surprise, he found his old body bartending and approaching us to ask for our orders. In the shock of it all, I wasted no time informing him of who we were and asking how he was doing. I was sure that it would be quite the shock to go from being the husband of a famous fitness influencer to a lowly Latino bartender, so I just had to ask to give him an opportunity to rant.

But to my shock, the man was rather apathetic towards the situation, stating that he didn’t really care anymore and he just wanted to do his job to keep his mind off of The Great Shift until a solution is discovered. I knew that this was understandable, but I was rather alarmed and shocked to see him just be so laissez-faire about his downgrade in life. Maybe he wasn’t as happy as I assumed, I thought to myself as I looked towards Luis and gave my drink order.

For the next hour or so, the three of us made small talk in between drinks while trying to approach the situation as normal as possible. The new Luis had no real desire to talk to his old body, opting to mainly talk with me before asking the occasional broad question to keep the other man involved. As the bar finally shut down and the new Mark made his way up to our hotel room, I stayed back to say good night to the real Mark as he finished washing the dishes and setting up the bar for the next morning. To my surprise, the man wasted no time telling me that while he was happy to have this moment with me and his old body, he wanted no further contact with us due to his annoyance towards the situation. If he was going to be stuck in that body forever, he didn’t want to be constantly reminded of what he lost by having to interact with both his former body AND husband. I nodded my head in agreement and quickly made my way back to the hotel room to immediately fall into a deep slumber.

After relaying the highlights of that interaction with the real Ken, the man was bummed due to his desire to talk with his former husband but understood where he was coming from. Just as I began to ask Ken more questions about his new life, our food quickly arrived at the table and I was forced to end the call to eat my food while it was hot. Thanking me for calling him, Ken smiled and said he looked forward to talking to me again soon before hanging up to let me enjoy my meal.

With that obstacle out of the way, I went back to enjoying the last few remaining days of my vacation with my husband and friends. As both me and Mark embraced our new identities and relationship, we started to fully go out with showcasing our affection towards each other in the gay-friendly destination. We wasted no time getting a private cabana and being served by on-site staff that treated us as if we were a newlywed couple (which in a way we were). After we had our fill of that though, we quickly headed off towards the nude beach to have some fun and enjoy the sight of each other’s fully nude bodies. If the beach was fairly dead, I couldn’t deny thinking about some more intimate fun the two of us could have. While I had never done it before, the concept of sex on a beach was too good to pass up with my lovely husband!

* * * * *

“So yeah, that’s everything you need to know about who I used to be. Clearly, due to the shock of it all and my awkwardness, I think you could at least understand why this account had been so lacking in terms of content for the past week…” I said, looking into the camera as I began to loosen up more and more and have fun with the situation. 

While I was sure that I could never fully replicate the same energy and persona of Ken, I was beginning to feel more and more confident in terms of my abilities to at least give it my best shot.

“Regardless,” I continued, “I just wanted to reach out to all of Ken.. well, my followers, and make a statement now that we’re back from the resort. I know it’s going to take some time before I can fully get into the life of Ken Clarke, but I just wanted to let you know that I’m no longer going to fight this new life that I’ve been given. This is an absolute gift and I’m not willing to waste any more moments of not knowing what to do with my life. I now have a lovely husband and a career already figured out, which is everything I had ever wanted. I don’t know if this is permanent or temporary, but while I’m Ken, just know that I’m going to do my best to provide the same type of entertaining and uplifting content that you usually saw on this profile pre-shift.”

“In the meantime though, you’ll have to excuse me!” I say, smiling into the camera as I watch Mark pass in the background while carrying some bags back towards our bedroom. “I need to finish unpacking my bags and check in on the real Ken to see how he’s doing. But before that, I need to spend some quality time with my new husband. Until then, I’ll see you guys soon…” I proudly say as I end the video and let out a deep exhale while reflecting on everything that has occurred. Even though only a week has passed since The Great Shift occurred, I can’t help but feel as if my old life was from a lifetime ago. Before I could dwell on the facts of my situation, a whistling from the other room caused me to jump onto my feet. With haste, I bound towards the bedroom to join my husband in our bed to commemorate our new lives together...

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