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Over the following weeks, the changes were slight but noticeable. He met twice a week with his coach and he was taught what he needed to know about maintaining his body, nutrition etc. He'd been given a provisional training plan and he was definitely out a lot more than he used to be and would come back directly from the gym in his gym clothes, still sweaty and all. Wild really because he used to be such a neat freak and was immaculately clean and likely repulsed by the thought of sweat. Now he seems to love his body and taking selfies.

Which reminds me too: I swear that thing is not only rewarding narcissism, purposely distracting him from things. Like he drops his bag down somewhere, or kicks off his shoes then will totally forget about it. It's like he doesn't even see the things lying around anymore. When I mention it to him, he genuinely seems surprised that I am telling him he left some protein shaker near the TV yesterday and it's still there. And anyway his OCD about these things must be being affected because his room is a far stretch from a few weeks ago. He was so neat and everything had a place, but since he was given a load of gymwear in his onboarding, he didn't really have a lot of space so it's either hanging out of drawers or just cast around the floor. Not sure if I'm just imaging the musk from his room or whether it's really there. But again, he seems chill with it.

One thing he said he was struggling with at his regular coaching sessions was sport. Part of the process of his therapy was choosing some characteristics and one was picking which sports he'd like. He told me he'd even asked to skip it, but he just had to choose something. Eventually they chose football for him. Apparently each time he has a session, some time is devoted to learning all he needs to know about football. He says he suddenly becomes hyper-attentive and they force tonnes of knowledge about rules, players, teams and past games into his head. Apparently it's exhausting because when he comes back after those sessions, he's always beat and lies down for a few hours.

Slowly though I can see he's taking an interest, or being conditioned to. For someone who hates sports, he was certainly changing. One evening we went out with friends and he'd keep glancing at the TV screens and losing the conversation. Another time he was totally not present and kept checking his phone every few minutes to check the score. When he saw the other team take the lead he cursed under his breath and looked genuinely frustrated.

As you can imagine, all this change took a lot of his energy. From coaching, to gym to recovery and everything else, it left little time to study. We had mid-terms and he barely scraped a pass. For some reason he was really happy about it? When I asked him what there is to be happy about, the previous straight-A student said something like "Because it's fucking working dude! Like before I'd study and ace it no problem, and even now I tried hard to study and concentrate in the exam. And I honestly did my best and don't know what else I could have done better and I got my first fucking D! I'm really changing bro - the best I can do is a D!" He had a beaming smile as if he'd really accomplished something.

And if you think that's crazy, wait til I tell you about his sex life.

Online Coaching

What do you think? Pretty nice huh. I've got a coach that's been helping me a lot too. Well, "had" might be more appropriate soon.

I was pretty out of shape before, ate the wrong things. A classic case. But I was too lazy to change anything. It was just easier to fantasize about swapping bodies and jerking off than actually try and lose weight. I'd fantasized about switching bodies with a hot jock for years but one night while doing my usual things... it just happened!

When I woke up the next morning, I couldn't stop admiring myself. And to be honest, it was so hot jerking off to my own reflection in the mirror. I was so hot now, but the thought of going outside was almost enough to give me a panic attack. I had no idea what to do with a body like this! My old body and I started messaging each other and of course I pretended to be as surprised as him. At the same time I also wrote to my Tumblr friends from before that I'd genuinely swapped this time. It took some convincing them, because we did a lot of role playing, but eventually they believed me from the pics I was sending them.

Day one was really something. Jerking off my new cock to my new reflection, flexing the whole time, feeling so light and flexible without my usual extra baggage. And my friends finding me so hot now was an added bonus in our roleplay.

Day Two:

The next morning didn't feel so great. I felt so bloated and had a headache. Probably from the take-out I ordered. I felt like shit. I also felt really anxious for some reason. Like I needed to move. I felt cagey, like I was trapped indoors. So I did something I'd never done before. I went out for a run before breakfast. I think that's what people call fasted cardio? Anyway, I felt a lot better afterwards. Somehow I managed to clear my head a bit, you know?

After I've got home, jerked off to my sweaty reflection and smell and showered, I messaged my old body and told him I needed his help to keep this body in shape. At first he outright refused, but I managed to convince him that if we were ever able to swap back, surely he'd want his body to be in good shape. And that's how we started. He kinda took on the role of being my online coach and helping me with my workout plan, nutrition plan, tracking my macros, and of course, making sure my execution was correct. Of course he knew this body better than anything so he was perfect for the job... and motivated. I told him I needed to know exactly how to be like him so nobody would notice.

He told me what to wear and I headed down to the gym. I did the routine he told me to and showed him how I did the exercises, and he told me how to improve. I started off with "light" weights for this body, which got me some strange looks, but I just had to ignore them for now.

He gave me some really good advice and soon I was feeling more confident. Also, strangely, I really enjoyed it!

Two weeks later:

I'm really getting used to this workout routine! And the feeling is so nice too. I'm sticking with the nutrition plan and taking all my supps and drinking at least 5 liters of water each day. I must look like a proper gym bro now, eating out of boxes all the time, ha!

I asked him how he is doing in my body and he said fine. I said he could try and improve it while he is in there and he replied "Yeah maybe". I still write with my old friends and they told me he is talking with them too now. Apparently he's learning how to roleplay body swaps and possessions now too, which is kinda funny. They also told me that he said he'd gained some weight. Not sure why he kept that from me though.

Overall, I'm still enjoying it! I'm not jerking off in the mirror quite so much anymore - I think I've done it too often now that it's not sooo hot so I started watching some normal porn, which always does the trick ;).

Three months later:

What can I say? My old life seems so far away now. I'm still talking to my old body and he's still coaching me, but I don't know how much longer for. He's taught me everything I need to know about the gym and his life so I feel like I can easily go it alone, and probably do even better without him. It also feels kinda wrong now that I know he's made no progress with my old body and just got lazy. Makes no sense to take fitness advice from some fat slob. I still send him my form clips now and again, but now he just says it's all perfect.

Once he forwarded the clip back to me with "His shoulders are so hot! 🥵 You should steal his body" so I think it's pretty clear what he's doing with the clips now and who he's sending them to. I guess he loves a body swap now... and my body turns him on. Kinda sick when you think about it.

So yeah, this is my life now. Thinking of quiting my job and doing a Personal Trainer qualification. I'd easily be able to do that and get loads of clients. I really wanted to push myself this year so I've also entered a competition but not told my old body. How do you think I'm looking?

Also, I'm still talking with my old body swap friends but I don't reply much. I'm actively turned off by body swaps now so we don't have so much in common anymore. I muted the conversations with them because it just kinda got annoying when they asked for pics and stuff. Kinda regret telling them about the swap now so hope they'll get the message soon and leave me out of their weird fantasies.

Home Improvements

My husband and I needed some work done on our apartment. We hoired a guy who would do the work for a good price, and he was hot af too! We both drooled over him. While he was remodeling some custom closets, he found a talisman between the wall the closet. He showed it to me and began to blow the dust off, when the room spun and I suddenly found myself with his calloused hands holding the talisman. My old body went about its own business, apparently unaware of what had just happened. I was hot! My old body then left for work as I always did at this time of day, leaving me at home with “my” husband. He needed some convincing of what had just happened, but eventually he believed me. I put my arm around him and I could see him tenting. That’s when one thing led to another and I fucked him. It felt so good, and he made noises I have never heard him make before. 

That was a few weeks ago and we still haven’t swapped back yet. I fucking love this body. Sure my salary is shitty, but it makes up for it in other ways. It’s so hot to fuck my husband behind my own back - I still think he’s totally oblivious to what is going on. My husband keeps finding extra jobs for me to in the partment so I can keep coming over. So fucking hot. He loves my deep voice, hairy body, musk and hard muscles. He says I’m cockier than I used to be, and well, it’s fucking hard not to be! Pretty sure I’m gonna hide that talisman somewhere, because there’s no way I’m going back.

Making the relationship work (part 1)

Gary (in white) and Seb (in navy) were definitely a cute couple. They’d been together for several years and trusted and understood each other implicitly. 

But… after being together for so long, things in the bathroom had gotten, let’s say, a little boring and mundane. That was until a chance Instagram advert caught Gary’s eye. It was a couple’s retreat that guarantees to bring back excitement into the bedroom. Gary secretly had a few kinks but he was too shy to bring them up. Maybe this getaway would be the opportunity…

After a long-haul flight and transfer they finally arrived. The retreat was hidden away, but the jungle scenery was beautiful. It was the first time they’d been this far from home together, but it was an adventure that was worth it for their relationship. Upon arrival, they completed a few questionnaires about various aspects of their relationship, but really, they were just ready to sleep and start everything in the morning.

**

The next morning, Seb and Gary arose relatively early from their jetlag and made their way to their first appointment with their counsellor. He sat down with them and reviewed their responses. He took a deep sigh and said “hmmm, looks like we have some work to do here…” Both Gary and Seb looked at each other, not thinking that things could be so bad. “Looks like you need to experience your relationship from each other’s perspective.”

This raised eyebrows from both Gary and Seb, but before many questions could be asked, they were led to a meditation room and asked to lie down in sensory deprivation tanks. Both were a little bewildered but did as requested. 

The experience was surreal, no sound, no light, no feeling, no weight, just floating. In many ways, a disorienting experience. After an unknown period of time, the lid to the tank was once again removed.

Seb was the first to stand up and noticed immediately how everything seemed much smaller. That was, until he glanced over to see his own body getting out of the adjacent tank. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, before covering his mouth - it was Gary’s dulcet voice. He looked down and recognized the muscles, the tattoo, the shorts that Gary had put on earlier that day.

The counsellor interrupted his spiralling thoughts. “We find one of the best ways to bring couples closer is to let them experience life from the other side of the relationship. Try it out for a few days and then we’ll set up an appointment for tomorrow, okay?” Then, without waiting for a response, “Great! Make sure to check out all the facilities this resort has. I’m sure you’ll enjoy them.” Seb glanced over to check Gary’s reaction, who was also mesmerized by his now much smaller frame.

Neither noticed the counsellor leave, leaving the two of them alone in the room to discuss the changes. Gary, used to being the biggest in the room was enjoying it a surprising amount. He’d always been well respected, which led to an instinctive level of self-confidence in all situations. Seb, used to be smaller and instinctively more cautious was less sure. Seeing such a large man so bashful was a rare sight. 

Gary was keen to test out his new slimmer body and suggested they get changed and head to the gym. Both headed to each other’s suitcase and pulled out some gymwear. Once again, Gary was quick to whip on his S tank top and was amazed that his feet slipped perfectly into the tiny shoes his boyfriend had packed. Seb searched through the clothes and got changed. Logically, he knew the XL tank top would fit, but he was still expecting it to be enormous. When he put it on though, it was even more of a squeeze than he was used to with his S! Now in couple look from the waist up, Seb pulled on some 3/4s and slipped his feet into the worn, lightly scented size 14 sneakers that Gary had packed.

“Ready, babe?” Gary asked, looking up to his former body. Seb nodded and they headed out. In the gym, they had the place to themselves. Gary was loving the feeling of being so light and enjoyed a longer cardio session - something that was often cumbersome in his normally large frame. Seb, reluctant as first, tried out the free weights, and was secretly enjoying the sheer weight he could lift now. 

Gary took a break from the treadmill and walked over to Seb. Gary took a seat on box and tried to spark conversation with Seb, who was still being shy and nervous. “Come on, relax, show me your big guns haha! Like this!” Gary flexed his smaller frame as an example.

Seb hesitated slightly, but after some former encouragement, he through a double bicep pose.

Feeling the sheer mass of his upper-body muscle was incredible. He felt so wide and pumped, like he wouldn’t fit through a door frame. He pondered about whether Gary felt like this all the time…

***

Working out had left them both hungry, so they went to get changed and grab some dinner. Seb was generally the one who tried to make the most effort when dressing for dinner, but today, he had to flick through whatever Gary had thrown into his suitcase last minute. He found a few simple things and got dressed. A plain black tshirt seemed very “Gary” to him at least. 

Meanwhile, Gary was a little overwhelmed of what to wear since Seb had brought at least twice the amount of clothes than him, but he chose something simple enough that he felt Seb would wear.

Even at dinner, everything felt off. Seb was shocked by the sheer quantity it took to satiate his appetite. Gary was starting to feel a little small and enjoying the whole swap thing less than before. Both were feeling further apart from each other than ever before. Each of them felt somewhat horny too, but couldn’t bring themselves to act upon their feelings. Each one was too overwhelmed and hesitant to act upon their urges.

Hopefully the councillor can help in the morning…

Making the relationship work (Part 2)

The following morning, the awkward couple arose and made their way to their counselling session. Their rather direct counsellor opened the door to his consultation room and invited them to sit down.

"So," the counsellor began, "How was it having sex as each other?" Both men looked sheepish and dare not say that they hadn't had sex since the swap. Neither felt it was the right thing to do. "Oh, I see. Hmmmm, this won't do at all. Looks like we'll have to try another therapy."

Seb, the now gentle giant awkwardly who had the feeling of being back in detention, uttered "But, can't we just switch back already?"

The counsellor scoffed before replying "Well, if that's your wish, I suppose we can, but I have never failed my clients and I am not about to let that streak end here. But, if that's what you want, sure, we can head back to the tanks... but would you mind if we try one last thing? If it does not work, I promise you can swap back this evening." The couple looked at each other, and discussed as they did with all decisions, and knowing their had paid a lot for this retreat, they decided to go with the suggestion and hear the counsellor out.

The counsellor led them back to the same tanks from the previous day. Each man lay down in their respective tank and waited for the lid to close. Once again, all stimuli were cut off and they were just left floating in nothingness.

Slowly, Seb began hearing a deep voice. It must have been through a speaker in the tank, but in the absence of all other sounds and sensory cue, it bore deeply into his mind, as if it were coming from inside his mind. Though drifting in and out of consciousness, he did pick up some items "You are an alpha... you are a real man... you are superior...you were born to lead... it is your birth right... you wish to grow bigger... other men are born to serve you... they are born to follow rules... rules do not apply to you... you set the rules for others... you deserve to be worshipped... you love to fuck... you love to fuck lesser men.... that is their purpose in life... they are born to serve you..."

After an unknown period of time, the lid opened and Seb was awoken from his strange dream. The counsellor was waiting there for him. "So, how do you feel now?"

Seb looked down at his huge boyfriend's body and somehow felt much more normal. It even made him hard as he watched his forearms tense to his movements. "Actually, a lot calmer somehow..." Seb was too preoccupied to notice the grin appear on the counsellor face as he saw Seb standing taller and prouder than previously, his shoulder unfurled and dominant. The counsellor told Seb that Gary would need a little longer, so it might be an idea for Seb to go to workout, as the process can be supported through exercise. He agreed and went to get changed for the gym.

Meanwhile, Gary was having a similar experience. A woman's voice spoke softly to him. "You are submissive... you were born to serve other men...real men... you want to please them... this is your life's purpose...your pleasure derives from their pleasure... you wish to please them to be rewarded with their cock... you yearn for cock inside you...this is your true place in life...without a man and his rules, you are lost... you crave the structure he provides to make you whole..."

Some time later, the lid was opened and Gary stood up. "Where's Seb?" he asked, like a lost child, looking around with mild panic. The counsellor explained that he had gone to the gym to support the therapy. Gary also wanted to go, but the counsellor suggested he should relax - too much strenuous activity would be bad for him. He recommended he wait for Seb by the pool...

And so, Gary went to get changed for the pool. At first he put on some shorts, but reflected and thought Seb might prefer he wear some trunks. Gary checked himself out in the mirror and tried a few poses. Now he could see why Seb was normally trying to lose some body fat. Normally Gary was obsessed with getting bigger, but right now, he could see how dropping a little fat here and there would look so hot.

Gary headed to the pool and got comfortable, but he got quickly bored and decided to send Seb a cute selfie. Why was he feeling nervous?

Seb opened the message and replied:

"Ooooo, looking hot boy

"*babe

"I'm just finishing up at the gym. Be there soon."

Seb was having one of the best workouts of his life. He felt so strong and confident, invincible even. Gary meanwhile, found the pic of his former self so hot and masculine. Seb was really looking the part. And Gary's smaller cock twitched at the point of being called 'boy'.

Eventually, Seb came and found Gary by the pool. They acted and spoke like any other loving couple; a kiss on meeting, asking how the other was doing - a normal catch up on what was anything but a normal day.

Then Seb quickly turned the conversation in a different direction. "So anyway, I'm fucking horny after that workout so I've decided we need to have sex like this. Now."

Gary, taken aback by the switch of topics, but not at all against the idea - he was also keen to get fucked for some reason - took a moment to process the information. "What?"

Seb stood up and responded "Don't argue. Let's go back to the room." Seb walked to the room, without glancing back to see if Gary was following. He went into the room, stripped and lay on the bed, waiting to be serviced. Gary was all too happy to strip off and began sucking his former cock with great pleasure. To both of them it all just felt right. Gary requested permission to ride Seb, which he quickly granted, before Seb unloaded into his former ass. Gary, with so much pent up horniess, came without even jacking his cock. Both were beginning to understand each other, though in a slightly new, kinkier way.

*** 3 months later ***

Looking back, their retreat holiday really did fix up their relationship. The evening after they fucked each other's bodies, Seb, without asking Gary, told the counsellor that they wouldn't need to swap back just yet and that they were following his advise to understand each other better.

Seb remained non-committal about swapping back and 3 months later, they still haven't. For the trip home, they needed to swap names and passports, and since then, they haven't defaulted back either. The new Seb remembered how uncomfortable the economy seat was for his bigger frame on the outborund journez, so spent all his miles to update the new Gary to Business. He found the idea remarkably hot that Gary was upfront enjoying the perks of Business, while he was cramped in the back. But it just felt right.

Now back at home, Gary expects Seb to look after the house and look sexy at all time - which generally means no clothes for easy accessibilitz. And well, his shaven boy is just to his liking:

Gary, meanwhile, rarely needs to lift a finger for anything. He can just focus on getting bigger and ruling the roost among smaller, inferior men. He takes great pleasure in reminding Seb how he used to be big, but failed, and how his rightful place is being the sub in the relationship. This turned into a kink for both of them. Seb now loves to remind himself of how small he is now and often plays with and sniffs his old shoes. They were so big for him now and represented how different he was now. While sniffing Gary's well-worn gym shoes by the door, he heard a voice from behind:

"Stay there and bend over. Keep sniffing your former sneaks while I pump a load in you, boy."

Free Market Series: Investment

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

With all this change, came opportunity, and naturally some people saw the opportunity to make money. 'Property' Development was no longer just about homes, but bodies too. Some people took the risk of buying bodies cheap at auction, then building them up and selling them on for a profit. Brad took a gamble on this body here. He’s managed to put on some muscle and still plans to reduce the body fat percentage before he sells it. In hindsight, he should have checked the body for tattoos before buying it. He has checked all the important stats like dick size and such, but certain tattoos could lower the sale value, especially if they are too personal to the original owner’s life. But he intends to sell these as “features”. Here he’s sending photos to an interested buyer. Hopefully he likes the work that Brad has put in.

Free Market Series: Gyms

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

Just as the pandemic caused a shift in they way we work, more and more work was being conducted from the gym. Many offices were converted and employees assigned to different gyms. Some companies even mandated a fixed number of days that their employees needed to attend the gym for networking and teamwork. The director has been pulling long shifts over the last months and is applying to be promoted to the C-level gym and be given a C-level body. He'd maxed out the weights in the Directors Gym, but the heavier weights are restricted to senior levels, limiting his size to his seniority level. If he wants to receive a bigger body and maintain it, promotion is the only way. He'd also be assigned an assistant to cook and do all his dirty work too. His excellent work record and this application photo showing his alpha demeanour is sure to impress the hiring committee.

Free Market Series: Multinationals

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

While some employees were given body suits for use at work, others got an actual body in their contract. All Samsung executives globally had this benefit in their contract, but they could only choose Korean ethnicity. Part of the new cultural leadership policy at the firm.

Free Market Series: CEOs

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

The body business also had its effect on corporate life. In this case, the more expensive, the better. CEOs slowly but surely started buying the biggest and the best bodies, which were the huge bodybuilders and cost several millions dollars each, and a substantial amount to maintain. But this showed shareholders just how successful the company was doing. And of course, it helped them to dominate in the boardroom too. Here's the latest tweet from Elon Musk:

Free Market Series: Repossession

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

One unexpected consequence of recognizing bodies as tradable assets was that they needed to be declared on tax returns. This meant that you had to declare the value of your body and pay taxes accordingly. This led to a major shift in the demographic of society. Increasingly, young, fit, healthy individuals were having their bodies repossessed when they couldn’t pay their taxes. Still, this worked well for others. Retired accountant John here was able to pick up this repossessed hunk at a fraction of the cost!

Free Market Series: Debts

When historians looked back to define which was the moment that the world changed, some argued it was the point at which body swapping was invented. Others argued it was the point when bodies were legally recognized as an asset that could be freely traded. Either way, it changed the world forever.

In the beginning, it was of course used to the advantage of the rich and influential. Those with money were able to buy younger, healthier bodies for themselves. In theory, this would allow them to live forever. Here’s Frank. His Grandson, Evan, got into some bad debt after a wild weekend in Vegas. He happily bailed his Grandson out, but only on the terms that he would own his body. They swapped a few weeks later. Frank is now back in his 20s, while Evan is now debt free, albeit getting used to his weak knees and a painful back. He’s furiously trying to earn some money to buy a younger body before it's too late.

Secret Boyfriend Swap

When I answered the phone and it was the police saying “it’s about your boyfriend”, my heart sank fearing the worst. But it was okay, he was alive and well, but had been involved in some kind of accident. Apparently he might look differently. After a few hours of impatient waiting, I heard the keys turn in the lock. I waited anxiously in the kitchen.

“Hey babe, it’s me” I heard from the hallway, but it was a deep rumble of a voice. I froze rigid in the kitchen, only to see some hunk of a man come around the corner. 

“Who are you?!” I shouted at him nervously.

“Babe, babe, don’t worry, it’s me! I don’t know how all this happened, but, but, it’s still me inside, I promise! I was just driving past the abandoned building where there are all those conspiracy theorists outside, and next thing I know, I am sitting at the wheel of a pickup directly behind our Prius in these weird clothes.” The stranger explained.

I dared to walk closer to the man in front of me and then a waft of locker room and cheap aftershave hit me. 

“Apparently I’m going to be stuck like this for at least a few weeks” He continued, subconsciously adjusting his junk. “But I’m not allowed to tell anyone to avoid a panic. I had to beg them to let me tell you!” He came closer and bear hugged, unused to his new size and stuffing my face into the crease of one of his massive arms. “So I still have his truck because I can’t really fit in our car now. It’s ludicrously big and uses far too much gas, but there’s no other option. I also need to gather all my clothes for him and take them over and then I can pick up some of his stuff for me, since none of my stuff will fit me for now.” 

I started tapping on his shoulder to release me. “Oh sorry honey, this will take a lot of getting used to. Everything seems so small from up here hehe. So I will go and pack some things and take them over to his place okay? I’ll be quick and then we can have some dinner together, because I am fucking starving!”

Home Improvements

My husband and I needed some work done on our apartment. We hoired a guy who would do the work for a good price, and he was hot af too! We both drooled over him. While he was remodeling some custom closets, he found a talisman between the wall the closet. He showed it to me and began to blow the dust off, when the room spun and I suddenly found myself with his calloused hands holding the talisman. My old body went about its own business, apparently unaware of what had just happened. I was hot! My old body then left for work as I always did at this time of day, leaving me at home with “my” husband. He needed some convincing of what had just happened, but eventually he believed me. I put my arm around him and I could see him tenting. That’s when one thing led to another and I fucked him. It felt so good, and he made noises I have never heard him make before. 

That was a few weeks ago and we still haven’t swapped back yet. I fucking love this body. Sure my salary is shitty, but it makes up for it in other ways. It’s so hot to fuck my husband behind my own back - I still think he’s totally oblivious to what is going on. My husband keeps finding extra jobs for me to in the partment so I can keep coming over. So fucking hot. He loves my deep voice, hairy body, musk and hard muscles. He says I’m cockier than I used to be, and well, it’s fucking hard not to be! Pretty sure I’m gonna hide that talisman somewhere, because there’s no way I’m going back.