Lads Holiday

My son was surprised when I offered to pay for his vacation, the two of us had had a rocky relationship for the last few years while he was going through his rebellious phase. I even offered to pay for his two friends to go with him as well. Little did he know that he wouldn’t be the one to be going on the holiday because I would be possessing his body the whole time.

It was a family trait that I would have told him about, if he hadn’t had been so rebellious that I couldn’t trust him. He would have found some way to possess a teacher or police officer and cause absolute chaos. 

So just as he was about to leave and meet his friends to go to the airport I hoped into his body. It was such a rush being in his body and being young again. Most of the people I had previously possessed were around my age. Even though my son was 18 I could still feel the hormones flowing through his body, it was no wonder he was acting up all the time, this was absolutely crazy. Accessing his memories, I met two friends and we made our way to the airport to start our holiday.  The last week spent in his body has been amazing, I have had the time of my lift and used it as an opportunity to have some fun that I couldn’t usually have. I’ve had sex more times than I have in the last year in the last week alone, with both girls and guys. I know I should feel guilty for taking over my son and not letting him enjoy his holiday. But at the same time I feel the urge to stay in his body and not leave. His friends seemed to have noticed that I am not behaving as my son normally was, but commented that they actually like it a lot better. I was coming up for retirement in my old body, but my son has just finished school and is starting an apprenticeship, i’m sure I would be able to do that. I’ve got another week of this holiday to think about it and me and my friends have a pool party to get to. I’m sure I will get a few girls and guys again tonight for a bit of fun. 

 

Body Suit Shopping

"Are you sure you want this bodysuit?" I asked my son, my eyebrow raised as I looked at him inside a bodysuit that looked older than myself. I was expecting him to pick a younger, much more muscular bodysuit, it's what I would have done at his age, but he had picked an old body suit.

"This ones perfect" he said as he looked in the mirror and ran his hands over his smooth, bald head. A large smile on his face as he did so. "Alright if thats what you want" I said to my son, who was running his hands over his beard. I turned to the guy in the store, "How much for the suit?" The shop keeper looked over at my son and then back to me, "tell you what, i've been trying to get rid of that suit for a while, if you buy a suit for yourself, its free" he said with a smile. I thought about it for a while, it would be nice to have a body suit of my own. To have a nice young fit body. Looking over the selection, one immediately stood out, grabbing it I rushed into the fitting room and tried in on. As I looked in the mirror of the changing room after getting into the body suit, I ran my hands over my now much smoother, hairless body. Taking in my now much bigger pecs and square jawline. I raised and arm and flexed, impressed my the size of my biceps. The door the the changing room opened and my son was stood there in his body suit a grin on his face. "Looks like i'm going to be the Dad now when we are in these" he said. I thought about it for a few seconds and looked at my son, before looking back at the mirror and flexing again, "We could always stay in these fulltime?" I suggested. "Really!?" my son said, bouncing with excitement. "Sure thing... Dad" I said with a smirk.

 

Back to College

 

Me and my best friend Andrew had been friends since we were kids and that continues all the way through college and into adulthood and now worked together in the same construction firm. We even ended up having kids at the same time, our sons were born only a few weeks apart and had been friends since birth, in fact they too had also gone to the same college as each other, it seems as if they were pretty much on the same path as us in life.

I suppose I have to think of it like that, otherwise what we have done would feel a lot worse. You see, both me and Andrew were both quite jealous that our sons would be making the most of college life, it was after all the best time of both of our lives, so we decided to swap bodies with them. We pretended like we had no idea what they were on about when they came panicking and yelling at us, claiming that we had swapped bodies. There was no way we could let them know that we had actually done this, not until we were at college that was.

Now that we are safely at college, over a thousand miles away from them, we cockily stood infant of the bathroom mirror. The two of us had just shared a shower, the two of use becoming much closer during this whole experience. We snapped a quick photo, sending it to each of our sons in our former bodies, admitting what we had done and coming out to them as boyfriends. Sure they might be mad, but theres no turning back now, the body swap spell is irreversible after 24 hours anyway.

Guess I'm the Father Now

 

I don’t think I will ever get use to looking down and seeing this old body. Not even a month ago it was nice and smooth and now it’s just hairy and rough. I had a full head of hair, whereas now I was bald. My father and I woke up one morning and found that we had, somehow, swapped ages. He was 18 again and I was 50. The whole house had changed around us as well, along with the rest of the world, for everyone else around us, this was the way it had always been.

It took a few days of panic, mostly on my behalf as my father was actually enjoying being young again, before we tried to settle down and try to have a somewhat normal life. In this new reality, I was a builder, spending all day on a building site for new homes. A far cry from the psychology student i was preciously. Now, I worked a long hard shift on the site before going our out with the other guys for a few beers at the local bar. I also began smoking cigars, this body must have been doing it for a while, because I’m addicted.

One thing however did not change, shockingly, my 19 year old boyfriend was still my boyfriend, only now with a massive daddy kink. It was werid at first, dominating my boyfriend, but I actually enjoy it now. Apparently in this reality, me and my former mom had my son/former dad, before I came out as gay.

I had just gotten out the shower after a good fuck session with my boyfriend while my dad was at rugby practice, hes been enjoying his youth again, and to be honest, he looks good, I was no where near as muscular as he is. I think he likes the change more than I do because he’s been been out strutting his new younger body as much as possible. Although I won’t lie, I am starting to get use to being older, I get so much more respect from everyone, and I kinda like being the more dominant one in my relationship. Think I’ll miss that if we ever change back.

Father and Son Day Out

 

I first discovered that I had the power to transform others while I was at college. I must admit that at first I went a bit bad, making changes to nearly everyone that I saw. My college quickly became full of large muscular gay men and let me tell you that the rest of my time at college was interesting to say the least. That was a few years ago however, now I am a lot more selective of the people that I transform. 

When I spotted a father and son at the beach, I knew immediately that I would transform them. The son was a skinny as a rake, while the daddy was morbidly obese. The two of them were at the completely different ends of the spectrum. 

I though for a second of what I could do to them before being my transformation. I began by transferring some of the dads weight over to the son. Watching as the son plumped up, fat beginning to cover his body, all the while the dads fat shrinking, stopping the transfer when the dad only weighed a few pounds more than his son. 

The two of them immediately noticed the changes and looked down in shock at their bodies. The dad ran his hands over his smaller, although still large belly. While the son jiggled his new fat with a large smile on his face, he seemed to like being fatter.  

I could have stopped that transformation there, but that wasn’t really my style. I began to turn the fat on their bodies into muscle and again watches as their bodies tightened, large muscles appearing as the fat melted and turned into hard muscle. I paid particular attention to their pecs, forcing them to grow even bigger. 

The two men couldn’t believe what was happening to them as their bodies transformed again, the dad flexed his expanding biceps while the son played with his growing pecs.

I looked over my handiwork with a smile. Where there had once been a small skinny 18 year old there was now a large muscular man, with big juicy pecs. Next to his was his formerly morbidly obese father, who was now even larger than his son with thick thighs and even juicier pecs.

The final two changes I made was one that I gave to everyone that I changed. Firstly I made each of their penises twice as large, the dad must have been packing some serious equipment to begin with, because he was now spotting a large package in his speedos.

The final change I made was to make them both gay and have a high sex drive. I smiled as I looked over the changes before I approached them knowing that they would both take me up on my offer for a hook up right there and then, and because of my powers, no one on the beach would even care.

Possessing my son

God I forgot what it felt like to be this young, I have so much energy it’s unbelievable! I do feel slightly bad about possessing my son without his permission, but I wanted to try the spell and the witch said it would be easier on blood relatives to begin with.

I can still hear him slightly in the back of my mind, he is not happy, but at the moment I don’t really care.

I must say that looking at it now forcing my son into wrestling was the right idea. I mean look at these muscles, this body looks so good in this singlet, nothing like what my body was like, even at this age as well. Who knew my son was packing so much heat in his pants either, he’s bigger than me! I am quite envious.

I’ve been in this body for a while now and i’m beginning to have second thoughts about leaving it. My son’s got a good wrestling scholarship lined up and I want to get as much use out of this body as possible, maybe show off these muscles as much as possible on the way.

I’m even starting to get some of his memories, apparently his friend Simon has been something more than a friend for a while now, that’s a bit of a shock but I must say that if it lets me stay in this body then I’m up for giving anything a try once, I might even enjoy it.

Photo shoot

Ever since I discovered that I had the power to change people I’ve been trying to make random peoples lives better. Sure I could do it randomly in the street, but I decided to combine it with my passion, photography. 

So, when I graduated from college I opened a small studio and use It for various photoshoots. As soon as people come through the doors its almost as if I can sense what they need in their lives, what would make them the best they could be. 

Take these two for example, not even an hour ago the two of them were a bickering father and son who had come in to have a photo done as a gift to their mother and grandmother. They were both quite thin and it looked as though neither of them had set foot in a gym in their life, or done any manual work at all. 

I stood them in from of my screen and began snapping photos of them, changing them slightly with each click of the shutter. I started off slowly at first, raising the sons age up to early twenties, not that it changed him much he still looked sixteen. 

Next I began to pump them both with muscles, within a few clicks of the camera shutter they were bulging out of their clothes that were now obviously too small for them, but they were quite oblivious to the continuing changes. The son was now quite large, his chest had expanded and beefy pecs were now quite visible though his tight clothing, while the dads shoulders were now almost twice the size they were before. 

Thinking quickly, I changed their clothing into matching sleeveless red flannel shirt, which nicely showed off their newly gained muscles, alongside work jeans and large boots. Humming to myself, I began with a few more changes, adding a dusting of body hair to them both, and giving them nice thick beards where they had both previously been smooth.

They were both posing quite awkwardly and I knew it was time for the final part of the change, adding a beanie to both of their heads I began altering their minds. They were still father and son, but they were extremely close to each other. They both now worked as lumberjacks, working away hard all day in the forest,

“Just one more picture” I say with a smile, as the father slowly pulls his sons shirt open, exposing his new beefy pecs. I snap the photo as alter reality, so that no one would ever notice the changes that I had made. I had done a good job on these two, if I say so myself.