I couldn't hold it any more! (Patreon)

Oh, you're here already!

Yeah, I like to be early. Especially when a body swap is planned.

Yeah? Ok well, I thought you'd of dressed in some cleaner clothes.

What's the point? Your going to be using my clothes, my body for the week. You will be doing the work!

I know, its just I thought you'd be, well cleaner!

Don't stress, my body is clean, in fact so are my clothes it's just these are my decorating clothes. Don't w, the contents of your wardrobe will get replaced with my gear, everything of yours will be replaced by everything of mine. Relax and enjoy the week!

I still don't get why I need to pay so much for your services when it's going to be me doing the work.

Your paying for my experience, skills and knowledge and the use of my body and your also getting a 75% discount compared with if I was doing it for you.

Fine, lets get this over with. Let's go into my house! Your sure I MUST be naked? And it's safe?

Mate, done this at least 100 times. It's 100% safe and yes you must be naked. My clothes allow people to pass through them, yours won't! Just strip and lay on top of me, I'll do the rest.

So that's what I did. He lay on my sofa and I lay on top of him, it felt like I was squashing him. He wrapped his arms around my chest in some kind of bear hug. Instinctively I moved my own arms and matched the position of his arms. I felt a tingle as our arms and hands connected. Then suddenly I had all of his memories. The tingle was the connection. Then a throbbing in my butt as his dick shot through his trousers and into my ass.

I sudnelly felt dirty, his decorators a tire was touching my naked body and his dick was in my ass. I wanted it to stop but everything was happening so quickly. Soon I wasn't laying on top of him, I was directly on the sofa and I was fully clothed in his gear. Fuck I feel so young. This is amazing. I'm not sure how much decorating is going to get done.

I began to explore my new body, checking out my new perfectly formed hands and fingers. Examining every cuticle of my nails even smelling my fingers covered in paint and smelling of nicotine. I touched my face and felt my smooth skin. Then I saw his trashed sneakers on my feet. I took them off and lifted them to my nose, inhaling the beautiful scent of his feet.

I took off his, well my tracksuit top and stroked his/ my beautiful arms I took a sniff of his arm pits and they were intoxicating. A mixed aroma of “young adult” musk and cologne. Then I noticed there was a huge bulge developing in my trousers. I was getting hard at the sight, scent and feel of my new body. I didn't want to go there yet so I removed his t

-shirt and headed to the mirror.

I looked at my new form in the mirror and I was beautiful. I had a beautiful slim torso with a six pack and pecs. Hardly any hair anywhere on my/ his body except for a few whisps of hair around my navel. It led to a treasure trail of hair that focused around my groin. I couldn't hold it any more and I ripped off my trousers and trunks. Fuck this thing is beautiful.

You can imagine how the next few hours went and there wasn't any decorating done on my first day. Fuck, this is going to be hae to give up!