I knew i was him! (Patreon)

You do know that stuff is bad for ya don't ya?

Which bit, the weed or the nicotine.

Both.

Yeah, well the weed has medicinal purposes besides it helps me sleep. Either way it's an addiction! Both are tough to crack.

I bet I could make ya quit.

How?

Give me your body for a month, I'll make you quit. If I don't make you quit, we don't swap back, deal?

It's a deal, but body swapping is impossible, so neither of us have won.

Okay, so if we swap, if you don't make my body quit, I get to keep your body? It's definitely more attractive than mine!

Yep, that's the deal. There's one condition, you agree to treat my body as I do, as a temple. What goes in must come out, no drinking alcohol, or smoking and definitely no drugs of any kind.

I'll only agree to that for the month, if we don't end up swapping back, then your body becomes and stays as mine and I can do whatever the hell I want with it.

I can agree to that, I'll definitely be back in my own body. I'll just need that spliff for a moment.

Fine by me.

I took a drag from it, a huge drag and the nasty chemicals entered my lungs. But that's not all. His lips had touched the spliff, so had his fingers, now my lips, fingers and lungs had already transformed into his. I passed him the spliff back, he took a drag and now that my lips and fingers had touched it his lips, fingers and lungs, his became mine.

From then on things were different for us both. I watched as all of his clothing disappeared, so too did all of his hair. I was also naked and hairless. His facial features quickly replicated mine and a tattoo appeared on his neck, piercings on his face and nose too. Hair grew back on his head and face. His face, now that it was mine was much more attractive, cleaner, tidier and smoother.

I felt my own body changing too at exactly the same rate. I was standing at least 6inchs above him but I slowly began to shrink and I now had to look up to him. I felt my un kept beard grow and tattoos form on both of my hands. I was definitely out of shape now I had his body but weirdly I found everything about the new me sexier. I could taste the stale smoke and weed in my mouth and it seemed to dominate from my pores. But even this made me excited.

A cap formed on my head and the spliff grew from my fingers. Clothes appeared on both our bodies, I knew I was fully him now and I could see he was fully me.

We had a choice to make, live each others lives and merge our minds or live our own lives and try to convince everyone we had changed. We both opted to keep our own lives. It didn’t take too much convincing!

The bigger choice was that of whether I would quit smoking in order to get my body back. Right now I prefer his body to mine and all I need to do is smoke one spliff in about 3 and a half weeks so I could tell him I had failed and he won and gets to keep my body. But why give up the habit of a lifetime? I may as well continue to smoke.