Under the new kids skin (Patreon)

There was a new guy where I work, all the girls wanted to date him, the gay guys wanted to bed him and the straight guys wanted to be him. To me he was just another lad. Sure he was good looking. He looked massive, big arms and shoulders. His face almost beautiful he had a clear and visible tan, made more obvious by the t-shirt lines because he always wore tight fitting tops. But the fact he had a t shirt tan always got me thinking. Why did he have a t shirt tan, what was he ashamed of showing?

Then I got thinking about him more and more he was clearly a gym guy, I could tell from the size of his arms. It wasnt long before I was noticing him more, just like everyone else. I began finding opportunities to talk to him and noticed he had a bit of a gay sounding voice, even though he openly flaunted him self as hetrosexual. I also noticed his beautiful eyes and gorgeous smile and as it got me thinking, what if I could do what all the straight guys wanted? What if I could be him and literally get under his skin. The girls and guys had often tried to get him to take his top off but he constantly declined and never would do it. He became the talk of the job because they all wanted to know what he was hiding, was he fat or muscular or something more sinister. But if I was under his skin then I could see, show and tell.

I began to research things around body takeovers and possessions. It seemed there were many sites suggesting body swaps and takeovers and possessions. Some seemed stupid, spells and potions. Fucking them. Wearing their clothes. However, There was one particular site that peeked my interest. It said that the way to takeover another mans body was through their feet. I had already learned he was into feet, or at least what lads wear on their feet. He had often come to work wearing very expensive sneakers and often commented on others footwear. There was a special lotion that was needed to be used which I ordered straight away and began formulating my plan.

I joined his gym, and he became my closest friend and work out buddy and we would both make an effort to see each other even on our off days. I began to think I wouldn't need the body takeover idea, maybe id get to see what he was hiding without such drastic measures. However, after months he still hadn't revealed anything to me. He didn't even use the showers in the gym. In a way, I was glad he hadn't revealed all because the more I got to know him, the more I wanted to be him. The web site said it was reversable so there was no risk. Well, there was a small bit. I couldn't tell him my plans. The initial take over of his body has to be a surprise to him otherwise it was suggested it might not work. The risk was because if he didn't want to go back to the way he was he didn't have to agree to do so. The site was also a little vague it didn't say if it was a swap, a takeover or a possession. So, there was a fairly big risk to me anyway, especially since he had never removed his top. I continued with my plan and now we were best of friends he had no problems with accepting my offer of treating him to a full ‘spa’ day.

When booking the spa day I gave them a very specific set of instructions for the full body massage planned for midday.

1. Aside for the 2 masseurs, and the 2 booked clients at that time, there was not to be anyone else allowed access to the room.

2. The two beds must be laid end to end with the feet end being able to touch.

3. Particular attention to massaging our feet. They could only use the oil I had provided to them (the lotion I had bought) on our feet, any other lotions they were to use could not touch our feet.

4. The masseurs must leave the room at any moment (the moment where I was to start the process) which would be indicated by my saying the word elephant.

5. Not to mention any of this, the word, the set up and the lotion whilst there were 2 clients in the room.

The spa company agreed to my terms and myself and my friend attended the spa day and went to the massage as planned. They had set the room up perfectly. We were both instructed to get undressed, which we both did, except he kept his top on. When they tried to make him remove it, he told them no. If they wanted to massage his body, they could only do his back by raising his top whilst laid on his stomach. Reluctantly they accepted. We laid down end to end with the ability for our feet to touch. They began massaging our feet with the special lotion, and then washed their hands and began to massage the rest of our bodies. Around 30 minutes in I knew he was relaxed enough and I said the word elephant. They both left the room. As they did I pressed my feet against his. He began to groan with pleasure. However, I wasn’t feeling pleasure.

I was feeling soo much more. Pleasure, pain all combined. My body was changing. My mind was moving. Our feet were now bonded together and we couldn’t move at all. My mind, my very consciousness was being stripped from my body and was travelling down through my body, I could feel it. As it met my feet I felt as though I was being taken out of my body. For a moment I knew I wasn’t in a body at all and then I felt myself moving again. Suddenly I was in a body again but I felt different. I called for my friend but he didn’t answer. I still couldn’t move my feet, I hazed out.

A few moments later I was disturbed by a familiar voice.

Dude, what was that?

I, I, I have no idea.

Dude, that’s my voice and what I’m saying sounds like your voice.

We both turned over and sat up opposite each other.

Dude, your me, your in my body and I’m in yours.

I looked down at what was now myself. I was now wearing black top and nothing else. I started to rub my hands against it and went to lift it up.

Dude, whatever you do, don't lift that top. Don't look underneath.

Why?

Since your in my body, you have a right to know. And I know what you did you swapped our bodies. I know because I have wanted to do it with someone for so long, I was going to ask you to do it.

Why though? Why would you wat to swap bodies with someone, why would you like your beautiful body? I know it's beautiful its mine right now as I can feel it's beautiful.

Why, because I'm cursed, that body is cursed. It emmits a dangerous hormone to everyone it meets. A hormone that ensures that every one loves it, everyone male, female. Straight, gay, the elderly, anyone over 18 becomes attracted to me, you name it they fall for me. It's embarrassing at times.

So why not ever take off your top?

Well, if I reveal myself to any one exposed to the hormone, which is released from my nipples they have an instant and unstoppable desire to be fucked by me. As it's the only cure my dick is given an instant election which wont go away until I have fucked the person I've exposed my, well that, body too. People have been very sick from it as they try to fight it but they can't and eventually they give in and I fuck them after they give consent.

So if I take this top off I'm going to have to fuck you? I'll have to fuck myself?

Yep, please don't do it. Can't you see why I wanted a body swap?

Sure I can. But what if I want to fuck you?

I removed the top, the top he had placed over his body to hide himself away. It revealed an amazing physique and ink that no one in 10 years had seen.

Nothing happened he didn't have a desire for me. And I hadn't got an erection.

What the fuck, a body sea cured the curse?

Fancy staying this way?

Sure. But only if I can fuck you.

Is the hormone working again now?

I don't think so, I just want to fuck.

We agreed to fuck and both came out as a gay couple and are going to get married. We got new tattoos together as grew beards. We are much happier in our swapped bodies