Sniff test (Patreon)

The sniff test game was a game we played after every match. It was just a bit of fun in the beginning, a way to lighten the mood after a poor result or enhance it after a good one. The name and number was removed from each players shirt, and team mates had to decide who had worn it during the match. There was a prize for the top 3 who got the most correct.

Around our tenth week of doing this, some of the players decided it was better to wear the other players shirt. They said smelling it like it was their own enhanced the odour and other players could come up to them and sniff the shirt too. Not all the players got involved in wearing shirts at first though, some said it was disgusting to wear another man’s sweaty shirt, others relished the idea and tried on more than one. That week, it was completely disasterious. The maker of the shirts had used some material from the black market. The material, if it hadn’t been washed appeared to transform the current wearer into the previous wearer.

You can imagine the scene, some players missing, two of the same player, duplicated. It was all quite weird. Thank god for the organiser of the sniff test game who had marked the shirts of which belonged to who. Everyone managed to get back to their own bodies. But in the weeks that followed all the players decided to wear a different shirt after the game and chose to go home in each other’s bodies.

Fast forward to this week where I had just played my first match for the team. I say played, rather sat on the bench with the other three newbies, ran about on the pitch for five minutes before the whistle blew. The coach decided that rookies needed to be in an experienced body to enjoy a full game and that rookie bodies would only be allowed on the pitch if they had an experienced player in their heads.

The sniff test swap was the reason I had worked so hard to join this team. I longed for the opportunity to be able to body swap with other guys. Explore their bodies as if they were my own, because their bodies would belong to me. It was going to be fascinating, to me at least, to observe every inch of their body in intimate detail. Every human being was the same, but also very different. I was so excited to experience being someone else, I was even looking forward to the weird things like taking a dump in another man’s body. I didn’t even like soccer, but I knew I needed to make myself the best as I can be just to join the sniff test swap team.

Training for the team, before your presented to the public and unveiled as a team member lasted four weeks. Those four weeks were my opportunity to train my nose and learn what each guy smelt like. I wasn’t perfect at it but I was getting good.

At the end of the match we all took off our tops as we entered the tunnel. Five minutes later each player was tossed a new shirt. I knew I’d be turning into another player any moment now and that one of them would be the rookie for the next game. I’d heard about the sniff test. I sniffed the shirt. I was hoping it was going to be kyles(left in pic) he was the top player for the team. Or Connor, even in minus 25 he would wear shorts (2nd from left). My third option/ wish was Harry, (2nd from right), bit spotty but a great player. Or finally Ryan on the right in the goalie top.Either of these four would make an excellent first swap.

The shirt I was given, I’m almost convinced it belongs to Kyle. Although you can’t see kyles mouth in the pic, you can tell he is smiling. That’s because I had just placed the shirt over my head and transformed. I completely recognised the smell. It was Kyle. I noticed the tattoos appearing on my arm, they were kyles. Then I saw the underwear appear. I didn’t know how far the swap went until now. I had thought it would just be the upper half of their bodies, but now I realised I was completely Kyle from head to toe, I even had his huge dick, and all of his memories too. I was going to be him until the next time I was given a shirt. The plan was every game, but I decided to fake an injury and stay as him a little longer. Not too long though, body swapping was why I was here and body swapping was what I was going to do. Next time I think I’ll head for Ryan’s too.