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When did you realise you were into body swaps?

Well probably the first that I can remember is Dragon Ball Z with Ginyu

Boss told me to go out in gear for the first time today and try on some tracksuits in JD. Wore my white EA7 t-shirt, TNs and chain walking through town.

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Anyone want to swap bodies?

Randall’s Exam

by @nonotnolan

Dylan curled up on his nerdy roommate’s bed, trying to ease his anxiety about the whole situation with a few of the comic books he’d found under the bed.  It should have been simple.  Randall had promised him it would be simple.

There was simply no way Dylan would have been able to pass his Calculus exam without cheating.  And if he failed, Coach was going to bench him for the rest of the season– he was already on academic probation for failing Organic Chemistry.  Randall offered to take the test for him.  Dylan was expecting some sort of lecture hall paper switching, but then Randall pulled out a dusty amulet and explained he would literally switch their bodies.  Randall would take the exam looking like Dylan, Dylan would take it easy, and then they would switch back.  

It probably should’ve been a warning sign that Randall wasn’t asking for any sort of payment.  He’d been a complete asshole these past few weeks, the whole team had.  And when Dylan had found out he was gay, well… he’d started walking around the room half naked, posing and flexing his muscles, taunting Randall and his skinny body.

His hideously skinny body, and his awful thick-rimmed glasses that were a part of that hipster look which he loathed.  God, the thought of having to wear Randall’s wardrobe out in public… but none of his jerseys or polos would come anywhere close to fitting now.  Randall should have finished the test around noon… and it was now pushing eight o'clock.  He was supposed to meet up with the team for their pre-game brews!

There had to be some sort of reason.  Randall would be perfectly willing to give Dylan back his chiseled abs and his firm six pack, right?  He kept looking out the window, hoping to see his body walking down the sidewalk.  The thought of Randall taking his pristine body down to some faggy gay bar, using his winning smile to try and hook up with some random twink…

No, there was a good explanation for why Randall was so late.  He just needed to be patient.  Better just keep reading Randall’s comics, or using Randall’s laptop, and eventually he’d get his own body back.

Right?

The elated nerd directly video calling his boyfriend that the transformation process was a success and he’s now one hell of a hot stud and still as smart as he used to be But then, the name “Sam” in the phone linked the transformed nerd (named Paul) to a guy that resemble his boyfriend, but way hotter and named Sam too. Where Sam used to be the short for Samuel, this time, it’s only Sam. An equally hot hunk with dusty blonde hair and a very macho voice. The nerd was shocked to see that, yet after several seconds of awkward smile listening to “Sam” bro-ing up everything, it clicked. It’s his best friend, Sam, on the phone. What Paul smiled widely “Yeah bro, I miss our gym session so damn much. But I’m done here, gonna be there tomorrow morning and later at night, let’s hit the gym together,” Sam agreed to Paul and then as Paul hung up the phone, he rubbed his abs and feel his morning wood begging to be released.

“It’s a success. If someone with IQ 158 can be subliminally and physically changed like that, we can easily change those jocks mind to join the Army,” “Well, jocks might be stupid but some of them have great EQ, don’t forget about that,” “So, any jock in mind to be tested?”

Just a Twink from the UK here looking for a body swap.... offering my body up for another. Message me and lets trade lives! 

Max Liersch