Miggy510 - Vore And Body Swap Lover

Give it a whiff I saw you sniffing my gym clothes. That’s it bury your face in there and soon you’ll sink in and be my armpit hair and will be what you love.

After chatting online with this hairy bear of man with the intent to be absorbed into his armpit I was finally face to face with this man. Opening his arm and letting me take a whiff his musk was intoxicating wanting more I burrowed my nose in his armpit taking in the potent smell it was incredible. Finally after worshipping the man’s pits for a while he stuffed my head in his armpit and started absorbing me. Slowly getting sucked in becoming one with him and becoming hair on his armpit making his pits hairier then before taking in the smell of what was now me I couldn’t be happier becoming a hairy smelly armpit.

Let me be your armpit hair

Shit, my bad, little buddy, was that your friend I absorbed into my chest hair? Sorry, haha... if it’s any consolation, he’s probably enjoying his new life, forever warm and fuzzy on my nice pecs and abs here. See, I have this unique gift, wherever a man cums on my body, he instantly melts down with his own ejaculation and then transforms into hair and takes root there, becoming my conscious body hair forever, until I shave him off, but that’s rare. The more men I absorb, the hairier I get. Ever since I found out I could do this, I’ve been going on Grindr and finding dudes to add to my skin. This beard? Was a hot masc top about a week ago. Look at him now, looks great on my face huh?

I was about to have a new hookup come through and join my asscrack, but come to think of it, I could use some new pubes, and you came through looking for your pal, I’d say it’s fate that you’re here. Why don’t you come over here and join my body? Promise it doesn’t hurt, it actually feels good. You know you want to.

Shady App

Alright.

I’ll be the first one to admit that maybe I shouldn’t have been fucking around on the dark web. But what I can say, I was bored. And besides, most of the things I’ve found on there haven’t been that serious. Jump scares, scam ads, shitty mobile games, and even the occasional doxing blackmail that turn out to be nothing but empty threats. So I figured this “Body Lottery” app wasn’t going to be any different. 

It was late at night when I found the app while scrolling through the dark web. I didn’t recognize it, it must had been recently added. I clicked on the app info, which read: “New body, new you! Just fill out some basic info and get ready for a brand new life!”

I thought it was fake. After all, body switching only happened in movies or in books. Fantasy stuff. But I decided it couldn’t hurt to try it out for shits and giggles. I downloaded the APK file onto my phone and started it up. It took a minute to load, but when it did I was greeted with a “Welcome!” message, followed by a long text box that I didn’t bother reading. I clicked “I agree to the Terms of Service” and proceeded to the next screen, which asked for some info from me. Although really all it asked for was my name (I just put a fake name), my birthdate (I randomly hit some numbers), and my preferences. The preferences were just two questions, what gender and age range you wanted. I filled in male and early 20′s for my preferences, and hit submit. 

It asked if I was sure, and I hit yes and submitted my info. A confetti effect appeared on my phone and said I was successfully entered into the lottery. It laid the next steps, which read: “Go to sleep, and be ready for a new you!” 

It was pretty anticlimactic to be honest. But whatever, the damage was done and I just had to wait for this magical switch to happen. I scrolled my Twitter timeline for a bit before I couldn’t stay awake anymore and fell dead asleep. 

***

I slept so good that night. I felt so refreshed when I woke up from the sunlight hitting my face. That feeling of total relaxation didn’t last long however. I caught a glimpse of the bedroom I was in and quickly realized it was not my room. I saw a wall of shoes and a neatly organized rack of clothes, all of which weren’t mine.

I sat up in the bed in a panic. I was alone in the room. I was freaking out, but then I figured it was probably just a prank by my friends.

“Alright guys, you can come out-”

I stopped mid sentence when I heard my voice. It was lower than I remember it. I reached out to touch my neck, and I felt stubble brush against my hand. I touched my face and felt a beard growing in. But I had just shaved! This was not me!

I jumped out of the bed and saw that I was fully clothed. There was a phone and a wallet I didn’t recognize on the floor. I picked up the wallet and pulled out the ID in it. It belonged to some guy named Fernando Castillo. I grabbed the phone and unlocked it with the face ID.

“Not a good sign,” I said out loud. 

I opened the camera in selfie mode and saw Fernando’s face on the phone. I looked between the ID photo and the face on the camera. No matter how many times I checked there was no doubt about it, I was now Fernando Castillo. 

I noticed a mirror on the wall and walked up to it. I still had the phone on in my hand. I switched to the outer camera and took a mirror photo of me.

Damn… this guy was hot. Err, rather, I was hot I guess? I’m Fernando now. 

I felt around my new body with my free hand. I lifted the shirt and saw my chest. I couldn’t help it, I had to take more pics. 

This guy was pretty lean, not totally shredded but still fit. He didn’t have too much body hair but he had a treasure trail. Just the way I like them. 

I took off the shirt and jacket and started feeling all over my new body. I loved it. Every touch felt brand new as I explored my new body. This guy had thick thighs and a nice ass too. 

I remembered the mirror, and suddenly had an idea. I adjusted where the mirror was pointing and leaned forward onto the bed. I grabbed the phone and took more pics. 

Damn… I’d fuck. 

My new dick started getting hard. I grabbed it through my jeans and rubbed it, letting out a moan as I did so. I couldn’t take it. I unzipped my jeans and my dick sprang right out. Fernando’s dick was longer than my own, and uncut too. I grabbed his dick and started jerking off. It felt so good, every stroke felt like pure ecstasy. 

“This is so wrong… but it feels so good…!”

I took off my jeans and shoes as fast as I could and kept stroking my new dick. I licked my fingers and started fingering my hole too. It was tight, and I could feel the hair as I slipped in my middle finger. I didn’t know if anyone else was in the house but I didn’t care, I moaned loud and hard. 

I was close. I wanted to edge but I was lost in the moment. I slipped in another finger in my ass, my strokes got faster and I felt the pleasure spread all over my body as I shot warm loads of cum all over the bed and floor.

My face felt warm. I was gasping for breath. My dick was still leaking out cum onto my legs. It was so much… no doubt the real Fernando hadn’t gotten off in a while. I had so much fun, I almost didn’t want to leave my new body. But I had to. I had to get back to my real body. 

I grabbed the phone and opened an incognito tab. I’m sure the app could bring me back if I tried. You know, that one app….. What was it called again?

I stared at my phone as I tried to remember the name, but I drew a blank. Damn it! Was the name of that… that… Was I looking for again? I felt like it had something to do with my phone, but I couldn’t remember what.

For some reason, I felt myself getting worried. I’m not sure why though. I felt like I had to go back… somewhere. I think I had to “become” someone else? No, that couldn’t be right. You can’t become someone else, that’s just fiction. I’m Fernando Castillo. Always have been, always will be. But I still couldn’t shake the feeling that I was going to download something on my phone. It was no use, I couldn’t remember. 

I felt some cum run off my leg onto my bed sheets. I just jerked off, but I was still horny. Oh wait, maybe I wanted to download Grindr. Yeah, I wanna get fucked tonight. 

I went to download Grindr, and as I waited for it download, I took one last pic.

Get a good view of your new home, now let’s gets you inside.

I've been wanting to lose weight, so I signed up for one of those gyms where you can swap with the personal trainers and they'll work out for you. I've been really good about going, and Brian and I have started to develop a pretty good relationship. I love working out in his body, and I feel so strong like this. I wanted to spend longer in his body but I felt weird asking to stay longer, but I hatched a plan.

We were doing our normal workout, and I told him that I feel like I've been so consistent but not seeing progress recently. I told him that I felt like I needed help outside of the gym in terms of meal prep and everything. He completely bough the bit and started giving me advice about nutrition. We continued to workout in each others bodies and talk. I love hitting chest workouts in his body, his pecs are so meaty and it gets me so horny.

"Hey Brian, I have a question" I said using his voice.

"What's up?" He asked, trying to catch his breath.

"Think I can pay a little extra and learn meal prepping in your body" I asked trying to read his face.

"You know that's not a bad idea" he said cocking his head. "I can build the habit of healthy eating in your body and clean out your fridge, and you can build the habit in my body" he continued.

"Yes I promise I'll stick to whatever regimen you use in this body" I pleaded trying not to sound too desperate. We finished our workout as normal, and then went to his personal office to talk about nutrition plans. I listened carefully, cause I wanted to take care of this amazing body for the week while I was in here. I think he was trying to hide his excitement in getting to be me and cheating on his diet a bit. We were both trying to play it off but we both secretly knew. Brian, in my body, eventually left the gym and asked for me to lock up. Like I said we had a good relationship so he trusted me. I didn't end up leaving for a few hours, I was just struting around in his red underwear admiring my bulge and muscles. Having access to all the large mirrors was amazing. I couldn't wait to be Brian for the week!

Caption Series - The Scholarship

Benji hadn't quite expected this to be the outcome when Stanford had offered him a sports scholarship. He didn't quite make the grades to get in when he got his results back, but then the scholarship offer had come in as part of a 'new program' they were trying. As a slightly overweight guy that never really exercised and definitely wasn't on any of his school's sports teams it had been a highly confusing offer, but he wasn't going to turn it down.

So off he went to Stanford to find out what exactly this sports scholarship they were giving to the nerdy physics student was.

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As it turned out it was wildly different from anything he expected. In an effort to get more people into sports they were offering special 'scholarships' in secret to a select few students, with a whole new appearance and identity to go with it. Whenever Benji slid on the bright red singlet he was Brad, the beefy wresting jock.

Adjusting to being Brad for the wrestling meetings was tough for Benji at first. His body was even heavier than his regular self, and there was all this knowledge about how to wrestle as well as enough info about Brad to get by.

After half a semester's worth of time had passed though Benji began to enjoy it. The power behind Brad's body, people's attitudes towards him, and the lustful stares he got from his fellow teammates all added up to him loving his time as Brad. He'd slide the singlet on when he was in his dorm room alone sometimes just to get that rush back; wear it under clothes so he could go out as Brad and spend time with his new wrestling bro's; anything to be Brad for longer.

The university was thrilled to hear he was having such a good time with his scholarship, so much so they offered him a deal; win the upcoming championship and they'd let him become Brad forever.

Brad wasn't worried in the slightest.