Too good to be true (Patreon)

For a very long time I had had a major regret in life, that was not joining the army. I had wanted to do it from school age and I was now too old to join. Their upper age limit was 30 I was only 32 so had plenty to offer, but the army was now a deffinate no. That was until I came across a reject program. It boasted that anyone could now join the army even those beyond the the upper age limit. Of course I enquired and after a few questions in a very quick phone call I was invited to join the internet program the very next day.

On arrival i was told that the army kicked out up to four men, unsuccessful in their probation period per week in each of their battalions. Every week these places weren’t offered to others, like me, who wished to join the army but couldn’t for one reason or another. This week I had been the only applicant and I had a choice of four places. I was told full training would be given and that I would be protected from being kicked out and would likely be promoted quite quickly based on my political back ground. There was a catch though, as I said four places were all up for grabs, all four places were at the lowest level and neither had been given a promotion or acceptance into the army as of yet. My agreement would guarantee a place for that guy. That’s what I didn’t understand until I was given a group image of four guys in partial army uniform. Then a separate image of each of them with a biography below containing all of their body statistics and name.

It was at that point that the instructor informed me that in order for me to join the army, I would need to accept my mind being transferred into the body of one of these kicked out men. I was gob smacked at first but the more I thought about it, the more I looked at their pictures the more I realised it was almost too good to be true.

Dave, on the left, I rejected instantly. Only because of comparison to the others, I didn’t fancy having a hairy chest or love handles.

I was quite drawn to dale on daves right. I quite liked his pecs and abs and I especially liked the outy belly button he had but his head looked a little too big in proportion the the rest of his body. I had an opportunity for a new body, a new life and a choice between 4 meant I could at least strive for perfection.

Next to him was Alex, he looked rough and ready, almost a little too rough. I did like the idea of a tattoo though, although the instructor said the army frowned upon tattoos and it might make promotion to the top ranks difficult.

Finally on the right was jack. I was drawn to jack due to the hairs around his nipples and the treasure trail of hair from his naval he was more tanned that the others. However his body wasn’t as defined as I’d like.

But my choice was down to three, then two because of the tattoo. I hated the fact that the others would be leaving the army today as I could only pick one and no one else was here today. However, I’d made up my mind.

Dale, his outy was extremely appealing to me and his larger head may make room for more knowledge to be acquired and the merging of both our brains. And so it was confirmed.

As a reject dale was led in to the same room as I was in in handcuffs. A dishonourable discharge always ended this way. However, he was strapped down to a chair, Velcro straps across his chest, wrist and ankles bonded him to a seat.

I was then instructed to sit down on his knee and adopt a position as close as I could to his, however I was instructed not to allow my hands to touch his. I did so with pleasure. As I did all of my clothes disappeared, and from the sensation now created I knew dale was also naked. My back was touching the naked flesh of his abs and pecs, I could feel the cobble stones against my skin. I felt the backs of my legs press against his legs and his dick nestled within my arse crack. It was possibly quite a seductive scene if you are into gay bondage.

I was then instructed to lay the palms on my hands against his hands and align my fingers and thumbs with his as closely as possible. As I did I felt his dick get instantly hard, so hard, so quickly, it forced its self into my anus. It was quite painful, a body part meant for relieving ones self suddenly receiving a solid rod up inside it was never going to be pleasurable. Even for guys with experience of this kind of thing, such a big thing so quickly is always going to hurt. But then I tried to lift my hands away from his and realised I couldn’t. The most I could manage was a wiggle if a few fingers. I wanted the pain to stop.

I tried to get up but I couldn’t move. I looked at my hands, they weren’t there any more. I could only see the tops of his hands and a couple of my fingers poking out from his as I wiggled them. My hands weren’t there any more, only his. Movement became more difficult across the rest of my body and more of me was sinking inside him. I could no longer feel dick in my arse, instead I felt dick within dick, somehow I had sunk down completely and I was now fully inside him. But that got me wondering if I could see his dick but I could feel dick within dick, hands within hands, whose body was I now in? Was I inside his or was I now him and he was inside mine. It was all very confusing.

After a few moments the instructor removed all the Velcro straps and instructed me to stand up slowly.

As I did I felt taller, lighter, stronger very very different. I looked around at as much of my body as I could see. I was dale now, still naked. I was handed a full set of lieutenant uniform, an instant promotion and acceptance into the army. Still a few ranks to work through but that should be easy now. I looked around as my former body now in hand cuffs was marched off site, out of the army as a reject