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Honestly mate, you should try it. Being a tree surgeon is one of the best kind of jobs around and it pays upwards of 40 an hour. I can get you an interview if you like

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Yeah sure. Not sure if I would get through though, not got the body for it really.


Neither did I when I started but look at me now, I'm skinny as hell and I have got muscles everywhere plus I can eat whatever the hell I want.

Okay, get me the interview.....

A few days later.

Hey

, how did the interview go?

Yeah, it went ok, they didn't see me as a tree surgeon though, but they offered me a job as your driver and laccy!

Awesome, you can train on the job, I'll teach you.

That will take years. Needing the money sooner rather than later, my 15 an hour is better than my last job but still no where near yours.

It will come mate.

I was thinking of a quicker easier way.

Oh

yeah, what's that?

We could swap bodies for a while. You can use your skills in my body and the bosses can see me as a real tree surgeon, once you get me promoted we can swap back. I reckon it would only take a few months.


But what if it takes a year?

It won't, but how about we agree to a maximum of six months and even if you ain't got me a promotion we can swap back?

I guess so. It means your going to have to be me, your going to have to be seen to be training me up, but you'll have to do all the risky stuff using my body.

Yeah, I know. Good plan?


Suppose so, how do we do it?

We wear each other's clothes. Don't really want to be putting on your sweaty, oily dirty work gear but it's the way it's got to be done. It only takes a few minutes and once we put on each others shoes our minds connect and we stay connected till we swap back.

Cool, let's do this.

We met up and he was already starting to remove his clothing right there in the woods. He stripped right down to his bare bones, I followed suit. He stopped short at taking his underwear off and handed me his neatly folded pile of work gear.

Why have you left your underwear on?

Don't need to see my manhood do you?

Your dick, your manhood is going to belong to me in a few moments, what does it matter if I can see it before it's mine, besides I need your underwear to get your dick and butt.

Okay fine, here you go but don't be looking at it before it

's yours.

Deal.

His underwear was now on top of the pile and he now had my pile of clothing. I picked up his underwear and gave them a quick sniff. They smelled of musk, of a man doing a hard day's work, they smelled of him.

Are you sure this isn't one of your kinks he asked? Are we really going to swap bodies or are you just here to sniff my pants and wear my clothes?

I picked up his socks and gave them a sniff too. No not a kink, but once I'm you'll never smell you in the same way again, I'll go nose blind to your body. And yeah we will swap. If we don't your clothes ain't going to fit me. These socks are so tiny.

Yeah, size 5. I didn't grow that much. I can get kids' sizes in sneaks, saves me loads of money instead of rip off adult prices.

Well you'd better get used to being bigger, my feet are a 12. Oh I should of warned you, it's a bit painful growing in the way your about too, shrinking hurts too but not as much as growing.

Yeah I noticed, fuck your feet are huge, there like flippers on me!

Oh you have already put my socks on. And my boxers, better catch up...

Yeah, my dick didn't hurt so much, I guess that's shrunk then?

Take a peak if you like, but you will be shocked its quite big never had complaints anyway. It didn't hurt because there's no bones in there just muscle and blood.

Nah mate not interested in your dick. I ain't want to see it with my eyes, I'll wait till one got your eyes and hands before I even consider looking or touching your dick! And don't be peeking at mine either. I really wish you'd warned me about this pain when growing. And the itching when your tattoos are appearing. Guessing you've done this before.

Don't worry it goes away quite quickly as I'm sure you noticed. Since there isn't much left of you, just your legs, hands and head. Your looking quite weird with your bits attached to my body. And yes one done it a few times, I rather enjoy it.

Cool, maybe I'll try it again some day, maybe with you again, maybe with someone else. Who knows. And you look just as weird, I think you have some catching up to do anyway!

Okay, hang on. Just wait before you put the shoes on, when we connect we need to connect together at the same time.

I quickly put on his trousers and I gained his legs, then his black t-shirt and I gained his upper body, I could smell his bo through my own nose. It wasn't a horrid smell, just clearly a hard worker, climbing trees all day much be a sweaty job.thrn I added his dirty long sleeve top and I gained his arms, then his jacket and his gloves, I gained his hands. Disappointingly I now couldn't see what I looked like, I had covered every part of myself up with his clothes. I knew I had changed. He had too. He reached for my hat and I reached for his helmet and viser. Our heads and faces changed together.

Wow, immyou. I'm definitely you. I'm bigger and covered in tattoos. You're definitely me, you look fit.


I feel fit too. You look hot wearing my body. Are you sure you want to go through with this. Right now, before we connect, we can back out of this. But once we have connected the agreement of six months has to be fulfilled.

Nah mate I don't wanna back out of this, it's amazing. One always wanted a bigger body and now one got one.

Weird as that sounds ive always wanted a smaller one. But don't forget it's for six months only. You ready to connect?

Yeah bro.

Fuck your boots, so small! I know I've got your feet but my mind is saying I'm 12 and they won't fit.

Your boots now, your feet but I get ya. Your shoes are so heavy compared to mine. Here goes, on 3.


1, 2, 3.


We both plunged our feet into each other's shoes. Our minds connected in an instant. I knew everything about him now about me. I go by the name of Oscar now. Our minds now prermentally connected able to line each others life as if it were our own.

I jumped out of the van and started taking some layers off. I needed to see what all the parts of me looked and felt like.

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