I Need Help With A Story, Can Someone Help Me?

Can someone tell me who this sexy man is?

Or at least give me more photos of him

Leasing Services

The first time

It was a very weird experience, you know, to be possessed by someone else. My friend Asher was the one that convinced me to go and join this organization. At first, I was very skeptical, the idea that you can lease your body for a week sounded more like something coming from a science book than anything else. But Asher told me that he had done it himself several times and, after he showed his bank statements, I decided to give it a try.  Gladly, there were so many things that make this process a lot more secure. Asher told me to create a pseudonym and rent a place far from home whenever I was going to let someone take over my flesh. In this way I could protect my life, my reputation, from those freaks that wish to walk in my shoes. The company also empowered his partners, I could read the profile of my guests and they will only be able to possess my body if felt comfortable with whom they are and their intentions of being inside my body.

Of course, for the first time, I needed to do it with someone that I trusted. Asher was more than happy to help me. I drive on my motorcycle about an hour to a remote cabin. There I meet my friend who gave a blue pill. He ingested a red one and it took less than a minute to feel an essence penetrating my flesh. I expected that it was going to be fun being only a spectator of my own life, but that was far from the truth. It was very difficult to don’t have a say in anything that your body does. Asher dedicated a lot of time exploring my flesh, trying my clothes, and doing some stuff that I wouldn’t agree. However, I know that I needed to endure. One week for 100k, that was a life changing deal. “Jake, I didn’t know you were so fucking hot… your body will be in high demand. Trust me, you will soon become a millionaire.”

The second time

I was very excited as I drove my motorcycle towards that mansion. This was my first client, and I couldn’t wish for someone better. His name was Ralph, and he was loaded. His place was filled with luxury cars, statues, and so many other expensive shit. He was in his early 50’s and he wanted to take a trip of a lifetime, two weeks in the amazing Greek islands. According to Asher, the amount that he was offering me for that timeframe was on the higher end. Also, Ralph gave me a lot of good vibes. He was just a man that wanted to have a hot body to showcase in the beach. It was a superfluous reason, but I think that most of the people on the platform were in this due to that. As expected, he dedicated the first moments inside my body to take a long shower and try all the designer clothes that he bough for the trip. To be honest, I just hope that he let me keep those clothes as I look extremely hot in them. Sure enough, the place, the food, and the night life were amazing. I was not in control, but I have a blast. I just hope that I can come back to this place and be one making the decisions.

The third time

When Gus contacted me through the app, I wasn’t certain that I wanted to help him. The kid didn’t have money to paid for our expensive service and, when asked why he wanted to borrow my body, he was unable to offer a clear concise answer. At first, it seemed to be a shady business. But the kid kept talking to me and, through our conversations, I realized that he was a man with a lot of confidence issues and that the only thing that he wanted was to borrow my body to see what it felts to date a girl that he liked. In fact, he only seemed to need a confidence boost and, after so much thought, I was willing to help him. I drive across the country to reach his house. It was a surprise for him. He was so excited that he would be able to walk in my body for a day… even more when I told him that it was going to be free of charge. It was rather cute; he was like a small kid on Christmas day. I was surprised that he spent most of the day lifting weights at the gym. In the evening, he put a nice suit and invited his crush on a date. It went really well, but to my surprise, when Gus had a chance, he didn’t make a move. He realized that all of this was a farce… but at least now he knows that there is good chemistry between him and that girl. I am happy for him; I am happy that allowing him walking on my shoes let him realize that his life is not as bad.  Hopefully this experience gave him the motivation to do all his dreams a reality.

The last time

The moment that Sam took over my flesh, I knew that there was something wrong. In theory he wanted my body in order to go to a fashion gala in a more suitable form. However, he quickly went to my motorcycle and star driving home… my home. Panic started to invade me. How does he know who I really am? How does he know where I live? It was very frustrating as I saw how this impostor began to live my life. He meets with my friends, my family and went to my work at the local gym. I could only scream as I realized that I would be only a spectator from now on.

“So, Sam, do you like your new home” Someone asked as my body answered the phone.

“Yeah, I don’t know how you convince him to do this.”

“Easy, I possessed the body of his friend for a couple of months.”

“I see… well… he knew the risks… man I will love to be the new Jason.”

“Happy to help, don’t forget to recommend us to your older friends. Definitely we can find them a body as good as that of Jason.”

Justice

I sat on a bench and started reading the newspaper. It was all over the news. Bart Reagan was the first man convicted to life time in prison for illegally switching bodies with another guy. The police investigated the case for months. Of course, they collaborated with the poor man trapped inside Bart’s body and helped him to regain his life back. Sure, the victim's name is not public and has remained a mystery. Now people can only celebrate that justice has been served and speculate what the US government will do with such powerful technology. 

Now, people often say that rich people always get away with what they want and this is no exception. I knew that my tech was very risky and that no sane man would willingly switch bodies with an old man like me. It was a convoluted plot, but it worked perfectly. Sure, when I approached the police and tell them that I was poor Rick trapped in the body of Mr. Reagan, most of the people didn't believe me. Showing the tech helped in a way, but gaining support from Rick’s friends… in reality guys that despised the young jock, was the thing that sold it out. From an ethical standpoint… Yes, I lied and stole the life of this man. But, from a legal perspective, I did nothing wrong. I switch bodies in front of a judge, so from now on I will be Rick Santos. If you disagree, well… I will see you in court. 

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THIS IS NOT A STORY

Yesterday a person contacted me to do an RP, which I thought was great, because I really like doing it, and I'm always willing. We spent a while talking and planning, and at a certain point, he asked me what boundaries I had. At that moment I said that I had no boundaries, my fault, because I'm used to a lot of people asking, because there are people who are very dark in their fantasies, but they don't do any harm. But nothing I had seen prepared me for what I saw. The disgusting guy, as soon as I started the RP, sent me a photo of a naked child, about 7-8 years old. I vomited instantly.

It's my fault for saying, in a moment of not thinking, that I had no limits. I have a limit there. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE OR CONTACT A FUCKING PEDOPHILE AGAIN. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME ON MY BLOG, YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN THIS COMMUNITY, AND YOU ARE NOT WELCOME ON THIS APP. YOU ARE DISGUSTING.

I have obviously already reported this user and blocked him.

In this community we can be more or less subtle or more or less sexual, but we will never reduce ourselves to THAT.

It's amazing how someone can believe that I'm one of them. I'd love to know if I've given any hint before, I HAVE NOT. IT DISGUSTS ME, and I hope to be able to erase that memory soon.

You've been warned. GET OUT OF HERE, YOU'RE PURE SHIT

I am very sorry for having used this type of expressions, but the disgust I felt at that moment for that person. I had him in front of me, and I am not responsible for my actions.

This isn't a story, it's just a thought or a set of thoughts that have been going around in my head today.

This morning I saw a boy who went to school with me before going to university. He's 22 now, and I'm 24, but for various reasons, we were in the same class together.

I've been talking to him for a while, it turns out he's already finished university, he has a stable job, he's already moved out of his parents' house, he has a motorcycle, he has a good car, he's in a pretty solid relationship and in general he's happy, I've also seen him as handsome, like very handsome, but maybe that has more to do with him being happy than anything else.

In comparison, I am twenty-four, as I have already said, I have not yet started university, I have been working while studying other types of non-university studies, I don't have a motorcycle, I drive a car that I pray every day will last me another day. I still live with my parents, or rather with my father, who is so narcissistic that he can't contain himself, and I'm sure he'd sell me for any kind of reward. I also don't think I've ever had a romantic relationship in my life, just a couple of casual flings.

And I know it's silly to compare myself to him, it's silly to compare yourself to anyone, but the truth is I couldn't help it.

And even though I'm happy for him, the truth is that I've also felt very jealous, and that's not healthy.

Especially because I don't know the whole story. I only know the ending he told me, but I have no idea what his process was like. I don't know what opportunities he had or didn't have; I only know what I've experienced.

It's in these moments that I also think about the dark side of this type of blogging: wishing for a different kind of life, or someone else's life.

I've really felt very behind him, especially in terms of my studies, because he's already finished at 22, and I'm 24 and still about to start university.

I just wanted to comment here to try and feel a little better. I can't help but feel a little bad after this.

But I don't want to make it seem like I hate my life. It's just that I would have liked to change some things, but I like my life. I like what I'm doing, what I'm achieving, and the pace at which I'm achieving it.

I'm really sorry for not having posted stories, requests and continuations in the last few months. I've had some problems with the account, and personally it hasn't been a good time for me. A close relative died a few months ago and the wounds of the soul are taking a while to heal. Also, it hasn't been a good year academically speaking. And if that wasn't enough, I don't know if the international community is paying attention, but in my home, Spain, floods have recently claimed the lives of hundreds of people and two acquaintances are missing. I'm feeling better now, I promise that I will be posting the continuations of stories and requests. I just ask that you give me a little time, because they have accumulated a bit in my inbox 😉

The "stinky" Larry

-Bro, are you serious? You've only been in my body a couple of days and you're already screwing? when was the last day did you take a shower? - The "stinky Larry" as we used to call him for his lack of hygiene has taken over my life and my body thanks to the failed experiment of a group of Nerds in the science fair of our university. Our entire fraternity was required to attend the college science fair it's not like any of us had submitted any projects but it was required plus there were a couple of cute girls on some kind of project that involved them being naked and we really had to see that.

After satisfying our curiosity by watching Whatever College Girls Have Tried To Do we decided to walk around to see if anything was interesting before heading home to party. Unfortunately, stupid Larry was struck by a science project with bright lights and some lightning bolts. The experiment was supposed to allow two people to talk telepathically while touching the glowing object.

Well, apparently the experiment failed. Or so I think maybe it was payback for all the pranks we played on the nerd fraternity, especially stupid Larry whose hobby was Finding "fun" ways to torment those skinny smart guys.

Larry thought it would be fun to try the experiment. And pretending it hadn't worked, which was pretty silly, wasn't one of Larry's best jokes. I knew that would get them in trouble but I decided to go along with Larry. We volunteered as test subjects for the demo and we both touched the object, it was amazing that the machine worked although it was kind of weird hearing Larry's thoughts in my head. Larry started pretending like nothing was happening and said to the nerdy kids "dude you have to change the batteries on this piece of shit because I think it's broken"

Everyone in front of the experiment started laughing And that didn't make the nerds very happy Especially because the science fair Jury was Just evaluating their project at this point well it seems like they paid attention to Larry because when they increased the intensity of the machine he could now see through Larry's eyes. From one moment to another the machine overloaded and caused the fuse to blow in the entire university And the whole room lost power.

However I and Larry were stuck in each other's bodies, at first, it was very strange to see my body in something other than a mirror move on its own, it was even more strange to have to pretend to be the stupid of the air while all this was resolved. His body is nothing more than a trash can filled with gallons of beer and double cheese pizzas.

Damn, I can barely stand the awful stench that comes from my fat sweaty armpits to also have to stand the strong smell of larry's lack of showers now that it's fucking my body up, and I've bought every deodorant they sell at Walmart trying to hide the smell that comes from larry's body but it is impossible the bad smell is still here!

And while I have to be the stinky party animal Larry he doesn't seem to give a shit about my life and my reputation, if I don't get back in my body soon Larry will also make my body fit into a dump like the one I have now, it's impossible don't get frustrated when I hear they're going to take away my stinker moniker to give it to larry who's in my body now, I think I should pay the nerds a quick visit to make sure they finish fixing their stupid machine before larry ruins my life

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