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“Heh… I’ve gotta thank you buddy, for making it so easy to take your friend’s body…”
“Give it back??” He said, chuckling and shaking his head.
“I don’t do that… But I could give you something else instead~”
The man possessing the body morphed his head back to the original owner of the body. He stepped closer to you and wrapped his muscular arm around your back with a devious grin creeping onto his face.
“Why don’t do a little exploring tonight?” He whispered,
“I know the way how you always look at his body…”
Here we have a picture of a person who is now living well after the worldwide head swap. This person here is Edmond. You wouldn't know by looking at his body that he is a history teacher or that he is actually 60 years old. It's fascinating that his new body rejuvenated his head and now he even became more active in many many ways possible.
During the swap I was in the gym's bathroom after an intense workout. I was 6ft tall and around 220 lbs. There came a cute nerdy guy who kept eyeing me while I was working out.
We chatted a bit even inviting him out. Then gave him a show as I flexed different body parts. That was when everything went white.
As my vision returned instead of looking down at the cute guy I was looking at the floor where shreds of shirt are. Followed at looking at powerful calves and shoes that were decimated.
As I slowly looked upwards I saw the face of the guy, his face looked the same nerdy cute with his glasses on. But the body looked massive, guess he is taller than 6ft and heavier than what I was.
I got a raging boner as I saw him flexing at himself in the mirror and at awe how big he was now. When he looked back at me he showed me a smile and gave me a show of his own.
Now he was the one who gave me a show and invited me out. Now that I'm more a foot shorter than him, he now calls me cute. Even though I have the body of a twink now I srill call the shots of showing him the ropes of bodybuilding. I just hope this body can gain some because my new boyfriend can be very insatiable in bed.
Literal Body Swap - Baby-Faced Bodybuilder
Kevin had been a small kid all his life. Even now that he’s a freshman in college, he still looked like a little kid due to his small stature and smooth baby-face. He tried to look older, but it was no use, he could barely grow facial hair and when it grew it didn’t help much, most outfits didn’t look right on his small slim body, and he lamented the fact that he’d apparently stopped growing and would be stuck at 5’4” the rest of his life.
That was until he had an interesting run in with one of the bigger jocks on campus. They’d been in the same Intro to Business class, Kevin sitting up near the front diligently taking notes on everything the professor said while Bruno, the jock, sat in the back of the class with a few other jock buddies, cracking jokes and being a mild nuisance. Thankfully, the classroom was one of those big auditorium type rooms, so Kevin didn’t have to hear the jocks messing around in the back or put up with their distracting behavior.
Kevin also knew that Bruno was in school on an athletic scholarship, but hadn’t landed a spot on the team yet. Despite his size, he wasn’t quick enough on the field to make first string – But Bruno had a plan to change that, by eliminating his main competition.
Bruno took little Kevin aside after class one day, being friendly in a way that unsettled Kevin, but he was too intimidated to make an excuse to exit the conversation. Bruno, easily enough, discovered that Kevin wished he could be bigger – Not that surprising considering he was the smallest freshman guy at the school. “Not as big as you, that’d probably never happen,” he said with a sigh, “But, you know, just bigger so no one thinks I’m some little kid anymore.”
That was just what Bruno needed to hear, and what he expected to hear too. He told Kevin to meet him at the athletic complex later that afternoon and to come to the football locker room. He’d give Kevin something to help him out (and also help himself out in the process). Kevin immediately assumed it was drugs like steroids or something, but again, he was too intimidated to say no and Bruno seemed oddly insistent despite trying to be friendly with Kevin.
Kevin cautiously opened the door to the locker room a few hours later, peeking his head in to shout out “Bruno… You here? Hello?”
From somewhere deep inside the ancient locker room imbued with the combined stench of several generations worth of testosterone and masculine sweat came the reply, “Yeah, Kevin, come on in, take your first right and go straight on down to the end.”
Kevin timidly entered this sacred space, off limits to everyone not part of the team. He feared some sort of prank or ambush, was this some petty scheme to attack the little guy who had no hope of fighting back? He immediately regretted his decision to come here, but he swallowed the lump in his throat and walked in the direction Bruno instructed.
As he rounded the corner to the back alcove, he was shocked to not only find Bruno standing there, but he wasn’t alone – Not that his companion was much of a threat. Sitting on the bench next to him, hands and feet bound, mouth gagged, was a face familiar to everyone on campus: Ryan Spencer – The football team’s top Linebacker with his All-American good looks looking considerably disheveled, a shiner starting to form around one eye socket, and a few minor cuts under his eye on his cheek; the blood having ran into the fabric being used as a gag in his mouth. He was unconscious now, but looked like he had put up one hell of a fight before he ended up that way.
Kevin backed into the wall, recoiling in horror before he weakly sputtered out, “What’s going on here? What did you do?”
“Hey now,” Bruno said, standing up to his full 6’3” height, his 260lbs of massive bulk once again intimidating little Kevin, “He’ll be fine, don’t worry.” he said with a smile before continuing, “I just had to take certain precautions before we do this thing, makes things easier.”
“Do what thing? You said you were going to help me get bigger. Did you… Did you beat Ryan up for his steroids or something?”
“Steroids? HA! No man, no. I mean, yeah, we’re all juice, we kinda have to, to get as big as we do. But no, I got something easier and less painful in mind for you.” He smiled and pointed over at his unconscious captive, “How would you like to be as big as old Ryan Spencer there?”
Kevin looked at Ryan, despite his fear in the moment; he was impressed with Ryan’s size. He didn’t know at the time, but Ryan often had to get special ordered clothing to fit his massively proportioned body correctly. Kevin could clearly see every detail of Ryan’s body as Bruno apparently stripped him down to only his athletic underwear, which left very little to the imagination, hinting at something quite massive down there as well.
Almost in a dreamlike daze, considering the possibility no matter how crazy it sounded, Kevin replied, “That would be awesome… But how?” He looked down at himself and then back to Ryan before turning to Bruno and saying, “I mean, look how small I am, I’ll never be big as you guys.”
“Well, not with that attitude, you won’t. But check this out!” Bruno said, pulling out a small device, barely bigger than a remote control, and looking an awful lot similar to one too. “C’mon over here man, I won’t hurt you, and you’re going to love this anyway!”
Bruno put the remote in Kevin’s hand, while he then manipulated Ryan’s hands, still bound in his unconscious lap, to grasp the opposite side. “Good, now press that big button there in the middle. Yeah, just like that.”
Kevin hesitated for a moment, but did as he was told; and then suddenly…
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That was a few months ago, Kevin has gotten used to his new mass and size during that time, even becoming good friends with his benefactor Bruno and his crew. They’d work out together and party on the weekends, doing typical college dude stuff.
The coach had no choice but to cut Ryan from the team, after all, who ever heard of a 5’4” 115lbs linebacker? Poor kid would get creamed on the field – way too big a liability in every sense of the word. The coach tried desperately to recruit Kevin to the team, seeing as he had the size and he suspected speed to be one hell of a linebacker – But Kevin had no interest in football, playing or watching it, and only tagged along to a few of Bruno’s games to cheer on his new buddy.
And yeah, Bruno’s plan worked out perfectly. With no one else the coach could to turn to, he became the first string linebacker for the team, and even though he would never be as good as Ryan Spencer, that didn’t matter now that Ryan was seeing things from a new perspective, right?
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Literal Body Swap - Mid 30s “Twink”
My dorky little brother thought I was crazy wanting to give up my body to him. Not to brag, but I’d won several local and state bodybuilding competitions and had me a nice following on Instagram. It was fun, all that attention, but it never really felt like it was truly who I was.
I sort of fell into bodybuilding when I was in the military, a bit of peer pressure from some of the guys in my unit but a good way to bond with one another. It wasn’t until a few years after I realized the only reason I was hanging out with those guys so much was because I was gay and had a bit of a crush on a few of them. But deep down inside, I still saw myself as a skinny guy – even when I looked in the mirror and saw my massively muscular body, I realized I spent the last fifteen years running away from who I really wanted to be.
My little brother had a similar problem with body image issues. As you can see, he actually had himself a pretty nice body for as young as he was. He was pretty skinny all through high school, that’s true, but when he saw how big his older brother had gotten, he started hitting the gym too, hoping one day to be as big as his brother – never realizing all that time that I looked at his lean ripped body with the same envy he looked at mine.
He just started freshman year of college this past fall, seems to be doing well with it, but then he was always the smart one. I guess now he’ll have the brains and the brawn! That’ll probably take some getting used to, but he’s been training with me over the last few years, so I’m sure he’ll be fine with my 35 year old muscular body, keeping up my routine and all that stuff.
Meanwhile, now that I finally look like what I feel like inside, I’ve gotten more relaxed and even found a new boyfriend who absolutely loves my little brother’s twink body, especially his tight twink ass. Phew, it’s definitely been getting one hell of a workout lately! And I just love to stroke my new teen cock as I ride his thick dick until I shoot my own little brother’s sperm all over his hairy chest and abs.
I don’t expect my little brother to beg for this body back, at least I hope he never does, because for once in my life, I feel like I can really be myself.
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Literal Body Swap - Black Male
Dante was the mayor’s younger brother; he only had the job as the head of the city’s finance department because of that connection. In reality, I ran the department with a couple of other long timers while he was paid six figures of taxpayer money each year to sext interns and show up to the office once a week to pretend to be in charge. He probably couldn’t land a real job anyway, with his prior criminal record, and certain convictions were overlooked by the council, who either didn’t care about his past or doing their jobs or more likely were just more of the mayor’s buddies. Yeah, that’s how politics in this city works, and frankly I was sick of it; I’d already made plans to leave, but thanks to Dante being as dumb as he is big, I might have to move that timetable up a bit.
You see, I was the person actually in charge of keeping tabs on how the taxpayer funds were spent in our city. Most of it was largely wasted on contractors that gave huge donations to either the mayor or members of council, but that was legal even if it was unethical. If a contract is written to pay someone $1,000,000 to fix a leaky toilet and both parties agree, you can’t really challenge it in court. And if you think the voters around here cared enough to hold their officials accountable, well, you’re just as gullible as I was when I first started working here a few years back – thinking I could help cut down on government waste of taxpayer resources.
No, when Dante slipped up and started to embezzle money from the department, he must have just assumed I would overlook it, much as voters and city employees overlooked the rest of the government waste. And yeah, normally, I probably would have because I learned years ago if I wanted to keep my job here, I would have to pretend I didn’t notice what was going on. But Dante had something I wanted, and now I had the leverage to get it from him… His body!
So I confronted him with his crime. Yes, embezzlement was still a crime, and not one the gung-ho local federal prosecutor was likely to overlook, especially since the funds crossed national borders and were used in additional horrendous crimes like human trafficking. Dante had an addiction for very young exotic hookers, and I was easily able to tie several payments from city funds to some prostitution ring out of Eastern Europe.
When I revealed my evidence to him, he chuckled and shrugged it off, saying no one around here is going to do shit to him. I told him, yeah, that’s true, which is why I’m giving this evidence to the Jared Hanson, the US Attorney. He was familiar with the name, obviously, as his eyes grew wide before they turned angry. After all, Hanson was the one who sent him to prison the last time for wire fraud just a decade ago.
“Fine, whatchu want from me then?” He asked, “Money? Whatever you want to keep your mouth shut, just name it.” He growled, knowing he’d been beaten.
“What I want, Dante, is your body…” I sneered as I sat down in the chair in front of him.
“Yo, I ain’t gay or none of that shit!” He spat out, smacking the desk as he forcefully stood up, “So I ain’t gonna suck your dick or fuck you, you can just forget that shit!”
“Nah, you misunderstand Dante… not surprising…” I chuckled, “I want your body, as in, we’re going to trade bodies. You will pretend you wanted my older skinny and pale White body, and you’ll tell people as much when asked.”
He smirked, “You’re a damned fool then, what’s to stop me from snitching on you and you taking the fall when you’re in my body?”
“Because, I’m going to keep my head, and you’ll keep your head. Come on Dante, you’re not that stupid are you?” I asked rhetorically, “You had to have heard about these kind of swaps by now.”
He sat down, looking grim again, “Well, I ain’t paying for that shit out of my pocket…”
“No, you’ll just use the city funds again, like you have been. Hell, this would be less expensive than all those underage girls you bought from the Ukraine.” I said with a triumphant smile, knowing I had him right where I wanted him.
And so, here I am, about to move to a better city with a much larger, and more hung, body. Yeah, it probably looks weird my older White head on this massively muscular Black body, but some people are into that. And besides, no one dares say shit to my face when I have a body this large and in charge. Poor Dante will be trapped with my body for the rest of his life, probably still using city funds to get his rocks off until his brother decides to run for higher office, then he’ll probably just end up doing the same at whatever level they move to next.
Not that I give a shit anymore; I learned long ago that if voters don’t care, I shouldn’t care either.
And now that I have Dante’s well-built body, I don’t really have to care about much anymore other than staying huge and all the people lined up to ride my huge Black dick.
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Don't these muscles make me look hotter my cousin said.
It wasn't always like this he was your model type guy, more pretty faced and lean. Whereas I was the bodybuilder of our close families.
He had always envied me and I would always give him quite the show with flexing and such. But things changed when the world swap happened.
Everyone got new bodies but retained their faces. My dad got a footballers body, my mom a n intimidating black bodybuilders and me who got a tall and skinny skaters body.
Took a while to adjust but still was so weird looking at people you know but with bodies so different. Here my cousin wanted to meet with me in the gym and my god he had the body that rivaled my mothers so tall and muscular. With a smile he gave me I knew he'll always rub it in my face how he got both the body and the looks.
Big Favor
Been graduated from college for about 2 years. I have a roommate Conner. We met at training for the company we both work for. We get along great and we decided to combine our finances and rent a really nice apartment since we're both going to be working from home.
Since college, Conner has really cleaned up his act and made himself a great role model from the frat boy he use to be. He doesn't drink anymore he's in the bodybuilding and he looks amazing. He treats his body like a temple so he watches what he eats and everything.
I'm Lucas I also want the college but I wasn't a member of a fraternity. I still do some drinking and having a good time.
I walked into the kitchen one morning Conner was sitting on the counter drinking his coffee like he normally does because he was on his cell phone.
He's getting all the supplements and stuff ready for the day before he goes to the gym.
Hey Lucas, good morning how are you? You know I've been talking a lot to one of my frat brothers the last few weeks. One getting married and he has asked me to be in the wedding party.
That cool. Tuxedo and oh man that bachelor party.
Thats what I wanted to talk to you about.
Me? What you want to talk to me about?
You know I haven't had a drink in over two and a half years I spend most of my free time getting my body in shape . I'm worried about the bachelor party. The wedding all that stuff. I'll be hanging out with my frat brothers and I feel like if I'll drink and party like old days with them I'm going to ruin everything I've worked so hard for the last 2 and half years.
I've been thinking about this for a few weeks now and done a little research.
Will you swap your body for mine while I'm at their bachelor party and then the wedding.
What. Swap? Why do you want my body.? Your is amazing.
I want to swap our bodies from the neck down. You drink more often than I have in the last 2 years so your body will be able to handle the liquor. Do you understand?
We swapped bodies you take care of my body like I do. I'll be in your body able to enjoy myself at the bachelor party and at the wedding. I'll take accurate measurements and readings of your body when I first swap bodies and when I returned it the exact same if not better shape then before the swap.
When I'm in your body if I gained any extra weight I will lose it before I return it to you same thing with body fat. I'll ask to you to stick to my workout routines and eat healthy and no drinking while you're in my body.
Ok I'll do it. How do we do this?
That package I got the other day has the body swapping device inside. I've program it so it just swap our bodies from the neck down. I'll also give you enough knowledge so you know what my workouts are so you can keep my body maintained. Its all set to go. Should we give it a try.
Damn dude this body is amazing. Change my appearance a bit. But I think that's cuz you have no body fat . How do you like being in my body now?
Don't take any offense but it's nice to be in a body I don't have to be so strict with. Now I need some of your clothes so I can go on this bachelor party trip. I'm take pictures so you know how I'm keeping up with your body.
Connor's been enjoying his time in his roommates Lucas body. He really not into bad of shape and he has enjoyed drinking again and hanging out with his frat brothers. Especially when he's alone Lucas was blessed with one nice endowment.
The swapping back went smoothly. Conner was pleased with the way Lucas handed his body.
Dude you got into having my body Their gains!!! You really got into my workouts. If Conner knew how much of a work Lucas gave it. Even in bed.
Hey Lucas can we swap bodies sooner. I need to get my tuxedo fitting done.
No problem man. Pumped going to the gym. And later in bed.
I could get use to this...
I got home from the gym and headed to Conner's as I past my room. Conner was in there. Since he was in my body. I could hear him going to town my my dick. Well it is one of my body's outstanding features. LOL.
Conner took off a few days before the wedding to hang out with his frat brothers and do some partying. He sent me the pic of him in a tuxedo or should I say my body in one.
My body looks really good on him. He looks like a model in that tuxedo and my clothes.
Conner return from the wedding. He stated my body has a little damage. Lots of drinking and partying , but he would get it back into shape. Til then I should say in his body.
I am not complaining. I kind a worship it when I am in it. I love the looks I get at the gym too.
And he was asked to model. But that was in my body. Conner seem to be really enjoying my body. But I do like having his too.
I have a feeling this will be my body and life for now. I'll be a bodybuilder and he will be a model. Who knows.
Nick was your average office worker that loved going to the gym always pushing himself to be bigger but his genetics didn't allow much. One day the head swap incident happened good thing he was at the gym because with luck he got swapped with the tallest and biggest person currently there. He was giddy that his desire came true and ran back to his house. There he would explore every inch of HIS new body and more.
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