WEDDING DATE

I wasn’t a fan of going to weddings. I was a complete introvert and always envied those guys who could tear up the dance floor or give the perfect toast. Like my sister’s boyfriend, Todd. Yeah, his name was Todd . . . typical . . . he was a former jock who now worked in stocks. Like I said, typical. 

Everybody loved him and I wanted nothing more than to be like him with his perfect suits, confidence and killer looks. Even now, standing in front of a room full of people, giving the toast as the best man . . . he was completely cool.

Then, something happened. The world went dark for a split second and I suddenly found myself standing in a different place. I was now at the front of the room, glass raised as everybody toasted. I tried to act normal, taking a sip of champagne before quickly moving to the bathroom to find Todd’s reflection staring back at me. HOLY SHIT! I was Todd. Dark hair. Perfect smile. I could feel the confidence, Todd’s memories seeping into my mind as I realized that I WAS NOW TODD.

I felt my new dick get hard at the thought as I smiled at myself in the mirror. Why not see what old Todd, or me, was packing down there. I unzipped my suit pants and slid my hand in, pulling out my beautifully perfect cock. Of course it was. It was Todd’s dick. It HAD to be perfect. I started jacking off, staring at myself in the mirror, my dick jutting out from the dark suit when . . .

MY SISTER WALKED IN. At first, I started to cover myself, but then I realized . . . I was Todd and this wasn’t anything she hadn’t seen before. I knew my sister and Todd had been fucking for a while, but I never knew how talented she was as she got on her knees and started working my dick like a pro. DAMN, being Todd was going to be everything I ever imagined. I couldn’t wait to hit the dance floor, but maybe I’d take my girlfriend for a ride on my massive cock first. I loved to make her squeal.

BETTER MAN

I loved my sister, but I loved her boyfriend even more. He was pretty much perfection and I often fantasized about what it would be like to be him, what I could do if I were him. Yeah, he was straight and I wasn't, but if I WERE him things would be much different. That's when I started investigating to see if such a thing were possible. I ended up at a magic shop during a trip to New Orleans and purchased a spell and, long story short, I woke up in his body last week.

NEW RACE

This is what I looked like yesterday; a typical small white guy. In a word, average, and I was tired of it. I wanted to be anything other than me, but the thought of becoming a different race or really ANYTHING more interesting than just me was a huge fantasy of mine and this morning, I woke up and everything was different.

A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE FOR JAMES

You wanted to be slightly heavy set. Salt and pepper. Settled into your early fifties body. Mature and masculine. Your wish is my command, but I decided to have a little fun with you . . . I decided that you should receive all these things, but in a very different way. You're not what you may have expected. I've transformed you into an English Gentleman. You're no longer James. You're Victor Chapman, and I think you're going to quite like what you find as you step in front of the mirror. 

PERSONAL COACH

You've always dreamed of being a different kind of man. That's why you didn't recognize your surroundings when you awoke this morning. You didn't recognize the muscular body, what it felt like to have huge biceps and and ripped abs. Glancing down, you noticed the perfectly manicured beard and realized you weren't Bradly anymore. You were Parker, your online coach. You'd always wondered what it would feel like to have that life. A wife who adored you. A respected gym owner who looked more like a god than a man. 

Hearing the shower running in the bathroom you started to ease out of bed, your cock growing hard at the though of your wife moving her hands over her wet body. As you moved toward the steamy room, you dropped your underwear to reveal a cock Bradly could only imagine. Like I said, more god than man. As you entered, you saw your wife standing there naked, her perfect curves making you even harder if that was possible. She heard you and turned with a smile. She then glanced down at your massive boner.

SECOND CHANCE

Malcolm knew there were fewer days ahead than behind and was lonelier that ever. It was Christmas. He had no family and very few friends, his entire life given to work and worshipping the almighty dollar. He’d never fallen in love or had children and regretted every moment he’d wasted on meaningless things . . . and he wished he could have a second chance. He’d do everything differently.

COACH ESKEW

I never thought I’d ever know what it felt like to be a REAL MAN. I was just an awkward teenager who couldn’t build muscle if I tried, and I had . . . trust me. It was also hard being the kid who was picked on all the time. Not only by the jocks and other bigger guys, but by the PE teachers and coaches as well. One in particular, Coach Eskew, loved to give me a hard time. He was always pushing me to do better and try harder. There was a part of me that hated him, but another part of me that wanted to know what it felt like to be a cocky, alpha male like Coach Eskew.

REAL MAN - MALE POSSESSIONS

HELL YES! I still can’t believe what happened! Just a few days ago I was a sexually confused teenager with the most neglectful single parent Dad in the world, but now I’m inside his fit as fuck 31 year-old body, in full control and loving it! My fairy godmother came to me when I was depressed and feeling lonely, and told me she had just the right spell to cheer me up. Boy was she right! She blasted me with her blue magic and turned me into a half spirit/half gelatinous invisible being. Then, she flicked her wand in the direction of my Dad’s room, sending me flying through the air as I burst into Dad’s bedroom and was rushed into his mouth. Dad coughed profusely, grabbing at his chest and abs, feeling me spreading and flooding his body until I finally woke up, looking down and realizing why Dad was neglecting me so much.

  

“Are you okay, baby?” Dad’s slutty girlfriend asked as I saw the head of Dad’s long and thick cock inside her pussy, and with no protection.  

THE PROM DATE

“Thank you so much for this favor, Dave,” I said to my best friend who was stuffed inside Garret, the most popular boy at my daughter’s high school.  She was elated when he asked her to prom, and being the cautious father I am, I asked my best friend Dave to be an inside man…inside my daughter’s date I guess…I just don’t trust that kid.

REQUEST : HAPPY ENDING

 

It had been almost a year since my best friend, Jeff, had been shipped off to Japan. He was in the Marines and I rarely spoke to him anymore. Yeah, we were best friends, but I’d always felt more for him than he did for me . . .not to mention he was straight as an arrow, had a new Japanese girlfriend and wouldn’t have done anything with me to begin with. But, I still had my imagination and had jerked off to him more times than I could count.

I often wondered what it would be like, to have him on top of me, in control and taking me with his huge dick. He wasn’t a big guy, but was handsome and lean with just enough muscle and a smile that just seemed to light up a room. Yeah, I’ve got it bad, but I’ll never know what THAT would feel like. I’ll never know what it would be like to be in a relationship with Jeff.

That’s what I used to think.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM

My mom spent her entire life making sure I was safe and pretty much gave up everything so I could have a great childhood. I guess you could say I was a total "mama's boy." We'd been joined at the hip since I was a kid. I mean, if I'm being honest, I'd never even been on a date and wasn't that great looking. Hell, I didn't even know what to do with a girl much less how to get one.

STRAIGHTEN UP

Not bad, right? This is a pic from last night's party and I fucking had a blast. Thing is, this isn't my body. Well, it is now, but that guy in the pic is my brother, Brody. He was a giant fag. He always had been, but not many people knew about it and, quite honestly, it disgusted me. It was even worse when he entered the Army. It was a total charade and don't get me started on the whole ask don't tell thing.

SISTER TIME

Me and my sister had grown farther apart since she left for college. I was still stuck in high school, a nerdy geek, while she was living in a sorority house partying every weekend over two hundred miles away. I missed the relationship we used to have when she lived at home. Nobody understood me the way she did, but when I made the wish to be closer to her again I never imagined what would happen.

THE CHANGE

My name’s Derek and I have a good life. I’ve got a sweet job doing animation for video games and pretty much live on my Xbox. I play all night, wake up, go to work and play all day and then come home . . . repeat. It’s kind of awesome, but I don’t have much of a social life. It’s something I’ve come to accept, and I’m okay with it. Yeah, I’ve never had sex and I’m twenty-seven, but what’s the point? I didn’t really hit the genetic jackpot when it came to looks, and I WAS NOT great with women. Don’t have a lot of self-confidence and mostly feel like a piece of shit all the time.

Guess I can thank my dad for that. It’s all I heard growing up, how worthless I was, how I’d never amount to anything. Dad was an asshole, and I’ve accepted that I’ll spend the rest of my life deprogramming myself and most likely masturbating myself into oblivion.

CHRISTMAS SWAPS 2

     Christmas morning was a time for miraculous changes for those who were nice, but for others it was a time of payback . . . for being naughty.

ADAM AND SAM

 

     Adam stood there, staring at his son's reflection. He'd gone to bed with his wife, listening to her bitch about Christmas and all the things he had left to do. But, when he woke up Christmas morning he wasn't in his body anymore. He was in his son's.

     It was like looking at himself twenty-five years ago. He'd always been an amazing father and husband, but he was tired of his life and wished for a second chance. If he could do it all over again, he'd make different choices. He'd live life to the fullest, take more chances and have A LOT more fun. Maybe that's what this was . . . a second chance. He was young and handsome again and couldn't help but smile at his son's reflection. He would've felt bad if his son wasn't such a spoiled asshole. 

     He snapped a pic with his phone. He'd heard the kids talking about Tinder, and it was time he checked it out. Maybe he'd check Grinder out while he was at it. After all, he was going to take more chances this time around. May as well be open to a little cock every now and then.

CHRISTMAS SWAPS 1

     Christmas morning was a time for miraculous changes for those who were nice, but for others it was a time of payback . . . for being naughty. 

MR. JACOBS AND MELANIE

 

     Melanie had always lusted after her boyfriend Todd's dad, Mr. Jacobs. For a long time she fantasized about giving him a serious blow job, wondering if his dick was anything like Todd's . . . maybe bigger, better. But, when she woke up Christmas morning in Mr. Jacob's body, she realized that she wasn't hot for him. She wanted to be him. 

     Standing there, looking at her reflection in the mirror, she felt her new cock swell in her pants and eased her new, strong hand into her pants and felt herself up. She was covered in precum and couldn't help but smile. Damn she was good looking.

     "I think I'm going to have fun in this body," she said, the sound of her own masculine voice making her rise even more.