Feeling Cody (Patreon)

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Bryce knew he should have been more suspicious than he was when Caleb, the annoying twink in his office, offered to help make his dreams come true using magic. He had constantly had to tell Caleb off for leaving his work incomplete or being otherwise sloppy, particularly because Bryce himself always caught the blame for it from their bosses, and he sensed that Caleb didn’t much like him either. 

There was no doubting that the other had a gift with the magical arts though: he had helped Ariel score a date with her perfect man, made Ken’s bald head grow back the thick blond hair of his youth and even put Beth on the path to stardom when she quit her office job to become an actress after a successful audition Caleb had found for her. As much as he didn’t like the other, Bryce knew that Caleb could help him turn his life around and he was too eager for that to happen to consider that the other might have ulterior motives.

Having been binging the new episodes of his favorite guilty pleasure show All American, Bryce’s mind had been fully captured by the hunky young actor Cody Christian and his gorgeous body with all of those perfectly sculpted muscles. He’d jerked off more than once just thinking about using his hands and lips to worship those beautiful pecs and abs, even to bury his nose in the other’s armpits and take a good whiff of his manly scent. As such, when Caleb asked what he could do to help improve Bryce’s quality of life, Bryce felt strangely compelled to admit his deepest desire: “I want to feel Cody Christian’s body.”

Bryce, of course, meant it as he wanted to be Cody’s lover and get the chance to worship that studly body on the regular. Caleb though saw it as the perfect opportunity to get rid of his nearest rival for the upcoming promotion and knew precisely how to interpret the other man’s wish so he was still technically giving the other what he wanted while also giving Caleb something he wanted. A devious smirk crossed his lips as he raised his hand and clicked his fingers together, offering only a single response: “Wish granted.”

In that exact moment Bryce’s entire perspective of the world changed. No longer was he standing in front of Caleb in their usual dull office, barely tolerating the annoying twink’s company. No, instead he found himself in a car with a distinct smell of leather and an overpowering manly musk that seemed to surround Bryce. Even stranger, he found himself feeling strangely full and as he attempted to turn and see what the cause of that sensation was, he realized he couldn’t move at all. Instead the thing filling him up shifted and pleasure rushed through Bryce like an avalanche rolling down a mountain. It was quite unlike anything he had experienced before, and it was nothing short of glorious.

“That’s it, Cody. You look great!” Bryce heard a distant voice remark, sending a jolt of excitement through him. Cody’s here? Where is he? His inability to move made Bryce momentarily irate but as he once again found himself forcibly moved by the large shape that seemed to stretch out his very being, that irritation was eradicated in exchange of all-consuming pleasure.

“Can’t wait to see the photos, man,” a voice from above Bryce remarked. After marathoning so many episodes of All American – and Teen Wolf before it – Bryce would remember that voice anywhere. That was Cody speaking! What he couldn’t work out was why he sounded so close… “You’re sure this jacket doesn’t make me look like a total tool?”

Hands gripped at Bryce, pulling him tight around a muscular torso, and finally the pieces began to fall into place. Bryce was reminded of the wish he had made to Caleb and how openly worded it had been – enough that the twerp could pull a fast one on him and get him out of the way! 

Bryce burned in anger as he realized what had happened to him, but he was helpless to do anything as he felt Cody’s fingers tracing along the hard leather of Bryce’s new form, sending ripples of pleasure through the former human being.

“You kidding, dude? You look totally hot!” the other voice remarked, followed by the sound of a camera shutter going. Cody was in the middle of a photoshoot and Bryce had been unfortunate enough to end up right there with him, only as an item of clothing that the actor was modeling for a high-profile brand!

“Keep talking like that and you’ll get me all hot and bothered,” Cody remarked, reaching down to palm at the growing bulge in his crotch. Bryce was nothing short of scandalized. Another man was getting Cody turned on and would likely get to worship his tight muscular body the way Bryce had so desperately wanted to, and there was nothing he could do about it! He couldn’t even communicate with the man who now wore him, no matter how hard he willed for his desperate thoughts to be heard. Even worse, he didn’t even get to be lucky enough to feel Cody’s cock tenting those jeans!

With each passing minute spent as the brown leather jacket wrapped around Cody’s body, Bryce found his mind getting weaker and weaker. In fact, he found himself suddenly unable to remember how he’d even ended up as an item of clothing for the actor. Was he dreaming? No, this felt way too real to all be in his sleeping mind. He desperately clung onto his human identity but even that seemed to slowly fade away with each passing moment, metaphorical sand slipping through the fingers he now no longer even had.

My name… what was my name? Indeed, the only name he could remember was Cody Christian’s. That name held the utmost importance in his mind, so much so that it overwhelmed all his other thoughts, slowly but surely removing the last traces of his human mind as he began to accept his new place in life.

I’ve got to remember that I… got to remember that… remember that I’m Cody’s… Yeah, I’m Cody’s jacket! That’s all I am! Cody’s jacket!

After all, what else was there possibly else for him to remember?