Revenge. (Patreon)

I’ll not be needing those anymore. Time to take his dirty smelly socks off now. I had got what I needed. His body. How did I do it you ask?

Well it all began when I was employed in a gym. A gym isn’t a place I’d normally be associated with. However, it’s where I ended up. And garrat here would visit daily and tease anyone who was not as strong as him or good looking as him, myself, my fellow workers and many of the clients included. The owner wouldn’t ban him as his followers brought in a lot of money in membership and exclusive protein shakes. After a few weeks of being teased I decided I had to get my revenge. I began looking into body swap methods. The best way I could find was to force him to excrete or sweat out some of his hormones and dna into his clothing and then wear his clothing. The way to make his body do this was to infuse his protein shakes with a body swap powder. Since I worked the front desk I had a unique opportunity to ensure he got his daily fix.

I made sure I ordered enough powder for one weeks worth of drinks if. He ordered a fresh shake every time he came in and I added the powder to his shakes daily. At the end of the week as e finished his workout routine I followed him into the changing rooms. He began to strip and left his clothes strewn across the floor. He left for the showers and I scurried along and collected his clothes. I went into the medical room and lay on the bed. I took his underwear and put them on, then his socks. That’s when the room began to spin. My gut began to shrink and formed into pure muscle. I reached around because I wanted to put more of his clothes on. The instructions said changes would commence as soon as one item was added, but it would be quicker and less painful if I could get more on. I could no longer move, so underwear and socks was my limit. More muscle appeared throughout my body, some parts of me were clearly growing, getting bigger, others smaller.

It didn’t seem to take long and even though I couldn’t move, I felt the pain throughout the process. Within minutes I had transformed into garrat. I heard screams coming from the showers. I removed his socks, I didn’t need them anymore, he clearly has a “unwashed” kind of lifestyle. That’s definitely going to change. I had every subtle detail of his body right down to his watch, bracelet and necklace.

Moments later, my former body came into the medical room. It asked are you ok garrat? I heard screaming.

I looked him and told him I had hurt my foot, he gracefully began to massage my feet. I then headed to the shower to explore garrats, my body some more.