“Straight” /gay friends with benefits (Patreon)

Let me tell you a little something about me, nothing too in depth but I hated being me. Sick of looking like a chav, never gaining muscle or even fat no matter how hard I worked out or ate. I was sick of not being able to grow facial hair or chest hair, sick of looking and feeling like a kid even though I was nearly 25 and tired of being weak. However, I had made a decision that would hopefully change my life forever.

My mate, my best mate was almost completely opposite me, he could gain weight by muscle or fat, however he chose. He could grow hairs on his face and on his chest, however chose to shave it off. He didn't look like a chav and he was younger than me but looked older. We had a favourite place, football. Always went and watched our home team play. He always found a way to lift me into his shoulders every match and that was part of how I would change my life forever.

I didn't tell him I would be changing my life but the position of me being on his shoulders was the key. That and the serum I had injected myself with about an hour before this photo. I knew he would lift me up onto his shoulders the moment we arrived at the match and carry me from the car to the ticket gate. The conditions of the change was obviously the serum and to be touching the person I wanted to be effected by the change in an unusual way, however, the unusual way had to be something we had done before. So what’s the unusual part of going to a football match, well, being carried on someone’s shoulders.

He began to feel the changes too as soon as I was sat on his shoulders. He always made a comment that he could feel my dick rubbing on his head, however, today no such comment was made. That’s because my dick wasn’t rubbing on his head this time, instead it had managed to sink inside him and was penetrating his skull, that’s why he also looks stoned. I even felt my dick push further into his head as I began to get a hard on.

He grabbed onto my legs to gain a little more balance for him self. That just made things far worse for him. More and more of my body managed to sink inside him. Some how he managed to manoeuvre him self and I was now deeper inside him. I felt my toes wriggle, which was really weird as my shoes were still hovering around his waist. He had managed to push his hands into my feet, and his fingers into my toes, and it was him wriggling my toes. Soon enough though I began to sink further into him and his hands detached from inside my feet. I suddenly felt very rigid, like a soldier standing to attention, I was way up higher than anyone else. I saw my shoes sticking out from his stomach, sinking lower and lower. My stomach was just about level with the top of his head, it too began to sink lower. Before long, my feet were sticking out from his shins and only my head remained on top of his.

No one else seemed to notice, or didn’t care that I was being consumed by another man. Then there was a thud as I hit the ground, all of me now inside him and I was finally able to move again, only now I was in control of his body. I felt huge and It was really hard to move. After all there was now 2 people occupying the same place, the same body. It wouldn’t last long though. I quickly needed to find a safe, private place. My friend would be leaving his body soon and that was far too sexual for a public place. I managed to find a vacant toilet cubicle, luckily it was quite large as he instantly began to be ejected from me, or rather him.

Inch by inch he was being pushed out of his own body and taking mine with him. It was erotic. One final push and he was all the way out of me, all except my former dick. I heard my former body moan a few times before my former dick dumped a huge load in my new ass as a side effect sealing me into my friends body for good. My friend now back in control of a body began to apologise.

He had absolutely no memory of how he got into a toilet cubicle or why he was fucking some lad there or why he had just cum. That was until he realised who he had just clearly fucked and who he now was.

Of course i pleaded complete innocence and told him I couldn’t remember getting into this situation either, I’d certainly remember shoving my dick into my best friends ass. I don’t know if he believes me or not but he can’t access all of my memories even though I can access all of his so he has no choice but to believe me.

He assumed that we had been drugged and forced to have sex which caused us to swap bodies. He was partially correct, my body was drugged with a body swap serum. The key to switching back was to ensure the swapped bodies did not cum into the otherfor a period of 1 week, it was for that reason that both “bodies” knew of the swap and could try to prevent the occurrence. Since he didn’t know about the swap he was knocked out by the time he was in my body and cummed as a consequence of the swap. If he had only pulled out my dick seconds earlier maybe he would of been able to last a week and we would of swapped back, but he didn’t know…

That first week, we must of had sex 100 times with him assuming that’s how we swapped. Even if it was reversible after the first moment, it definitely isn’t now. It’s been months now since we swapped bodies and lives. He still keeps trying to get his body back so we often have sex. He calls it “straight sex with a man” or straight friends with benefits. Truth be told, I’ll never be able to leave his body, but my body is still full of that body swap serum, he could swap again anytime anywhere.