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.

 

Manly Pill

When I took the pill I was only expecting it to grow my muscles. I didn’t expect it to also triple my age, just a few moments ago I was 15 years old now I’m at least 45. God, I’m older than my own father!

I know that I should be upset but for some
reason I’m actually happy. I feel so strong in this body and all this hair is just a massive turn on.

I jumped slightly when I heard the door to my room opening and saw someone who I vaguely recognised. It took me a moment but it eventually clicked, it was my Dad but my former age!

“God Dad” he said as he shielded his eyes, “put some clothes on! And what are you doing in my room anyway?”

I stopped for a few moments as my mind when fuzzy as memories for my former life slipped away, being replaced with new memories.

“Sorry Son” I said as I scratched my hairy chest, “just checking you cleaned you room” I said as I walked past him and towards my room where I got ready for my job as a door man at the local club.

Witness Protection - The Smiths part 2

When my Dad told me we were entering witness protection I was angry that I would have to give my whole life up and move to a completely new place. I mean I was only 13 but I had my friend that I’ve known since I started school and my girlfriend Tara.

When the police office in charge of helping us sort everything out explained that being in witness protection meant getting completely new lives, bodies and all, I was intrigued. I mean, it’s not as if I hated my body, I was good looking, but small thinks irked me, looking back it was probably just teenage hormones.

When I woke up in my new body I though they had made a mistake, there was no way a 13 year old could be this big and hairy. As I ran my hands over my new body I grew hard, Jesus this body’s dick was so large I had to use two hands, when I saw that I now had tattoos that just made me cum immediately, I had always been fascinated by tattoos, but my father hated them.

Turns out that they liked to shake up the family dynamics during the witness protection and I am now the Dad of the family, which I love. My former step-mum who I had a slight crush on is now my wife, let’s just say I’m no longer a virgin.

My former father and older sister are now my two sons, both seem to be taking after their new-old man in the muscle department. I actually love my new life.