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Brock

This is a nightmare. An actual goddamn nightmare.

See that hunk in the mirror? Yeah that's my body, only right now I'm not in the driver's seat. No, focus on those boxer briefs and you'll see me. Yup, being worn on my own body to hug my ass and cup my own cock and balls as if its a totally normal thing. Nobody even knows I'm an item of clothing and I have no idea if it can be reversed either.

This all happened because I told my girlfriend she was stupid for wanting to live a day as a man. I couldn't understand why she would want that and took as it an insult, implying that I wasn't pleasing her. Things spiraled into an argument after she remarked that she would make a better man than I did, to which I responded that I'd like to see her try.

Of course I never meant for my words to be taken literally. Hell, I didn't even think they could be until I woke up the next morning to find my body already on its feet in front of the mirror - and myself totally unable to move. I was no longer in control of my own body as it flexed and posed and slowly but surely I realized why. My girlfriend was getting the chance to prove that she would make a better man and, just like I had fired back, I was getting the chance to watch her attempt.

To say that I've adjustment to being my own boxers would be a complete overstatement. I'd give anything to be in control of my own body again - although I must admit that there's a surprising amount of pleasure in the experience. The first time April popped a hard-on in my body, I felt like I was on fire in the best way possible! Ecstasy rippled throughout me like never before and for a moment I forgot the predicament I found myself in.

If I thought that was intense then it was really nothing compared to the moment she finished stroking one out and I was formally introduced to my own seed...

April

Let me make this very clear - my boyfriend's an asshole. A hot one, sure, but an asshole nonetheless. Maybe he thinks he's some knight in shining armor or something but he's always been totally clueless when it comes to me feelings and prioritizes his own needs over mine, as well as his friendships over his relationship. He was a lousy boyfriend and I was looking for some way to get back at him but it wasn't until we had an argument over something trivial that I knew what I wanted to do.

I've got to say that being in his body is a lot of fun, even if it's taking a while to get used to operating different 'equipment'. The only reason I put up with Brock for so long was because I was so attracted to his gorgeous face and hot body and now that I was in charge of it... well, I was much happier in my relationship to say the very least!

As for what's going to become of Brock in the future, I can't say I'm really sure. It's early days but I don't see him getting his own body back any time soon. He might not stay as boxer briefs though - he could maybe take a turn as some leather pants or a sex toy. I think he'd enjoy himself as either and I know I sure as hell would! This body's a playground to me now and I can't wait to get started!