Hell Yea Bro Your Going To Make Some Huge Gains Now Get Over And Let Me Absorb You

After swapping bodies with my classmate Alex I immediately began taking my shirt off and was soon hit with Alex’s I mean my musk it was incredibly intoxicating and I smelled like a gym locker room. Opening my arms and Taking a deep whiff of my armpit I took my time savoring my musk it was incredible I couldn’t get enough I sniffed my pits for hours enjoying every second of my stench I knew I was never going to use deodorant from now on, My roommate miguel soon came in the room hypnotized by my strong musk slowly he got closer to me soon burrowing his nose in my pits and then exploring every part of my hairy body. I knew I was going to have so much fun as Alex and I’m never swapping back.

"Have I seen your friend? Dunno what does he look like?" The big shirtless stranger asks you whilst his stomach lets out several noisy gurgles. You awkwardly describe your missing friend, who'd gone to the bathroom almost half an hour ago.

"Oh yeah I saw him!" He says, placing a hand on his round belly. You can't help but feel a little intimidated by his enthusiastic response. He lets out a deep UUUURP that you feel vibrating in your chest as it fills the room with a familiar scent you just can't place your finger on.

"Yeah he came into the bathroom a while back. He had a look about him that was just so delicious!" He says, smiling and rubbing his hairy belly even more. Suddenly, you hear a strange groaning sound, almost like a trapped animal begging to be released. The most unnerving thing is that it appears to be coming directly from the stranger's gut.

"Oh don't worry about that!" He says, chuckling. "Just my lunch. In fact, why don't you give it a rub, help things go down a little bit quicker." You feel yourself move towards the huge belly, unable to stop yourself as your hands make contact with the hairy orb before you. As you rub the stranger's noisy belly he lets out a few more burps, which smell suspiciously like your friend's aftershave.

After a few minutes of rubbing you feel his belly kick up a storm, distending and almost thrashing beneath your hands. It sounds as though it's screaming, begging to be let go but all you can do is continue rubbing. Moments later rubbing becomes kissing, licking, worshipping this powerful gut before you.

"Wow, you're a good little worshipper aren't you?" He says happily. You feel the storm inside him finally die down as he lets out a final slimy BOUUUUUURP that echoes throughout the room. "And there goes your friend! Looks like you finished him off. Who knows, if you're lucky you'll get to join him one day; for now though I'll keep you around to help keep my future meals down, you're just the little helper I need." He says, shaking his sloshy belly. He walks out of the bathroom and you follow instinctively, you've got a strange feeling you're going to be spending a lot more time with this handsome stranger.

#85

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.

Mohammad

Mohammad had just finished freshening up after a hot shower. He needed some time to wind down after a pretty busy day at the office. He had a whole routine planned for his evening to recharge his batteries, which started with a steaming hot soak in the shower.

After he stepped out of the bathroom, Mohammad proceeded to put on a pair of freshly washed sweatpants and a tank top. He then went on to change the bed sheets on his bed. Then, after turning on the TV to Hulu, the doorbell rang. Mohammad hurried to his door and brought in his ramen order from Postmates. He smacked his lips as he brought it into his room, the aroma of the pork broth filling his nose.

Mohammad enjoyed slurping his ramen as he watched some Hulu original movie. Although the plot was pretty stupid, the comedy was on point. Once the movie was done, Mohammad threw his head back in pure bliss and a full stomach. He laid there on his cotton pillows, feeling satisfied with everything he had treated himself to. Though he was feeling content, Mohammad couldn’t fall asleep just yet. That’s when he hopped out of bed and went over to his dresser. He opened the bottom drawer and gazed upon his jockstrap collection. Between various colors and styles, his jockstrap collection was as impressive as it was extensive. Mohammad liked using a different jockstrap for every guy he hooked up with. His collection grew little by little over the years until he had a whole drawer full of jockstraps, each one tied to a specific body.

“There it is,” Mohammad said as he plucked out a blue jockstrap with a drawstring on the crotch. He held it to his nose and gave it a deep sniff, inhaling the smell of his old cum and the sweat from the guy who topped him. Even though Mohammad couldn’t remember his name anymore, he loved wearing it. Mohammad remembered how that guy was dead set on bottoming, but he managed to convince him to try topping him. Now, after getting cummed in, he had a jockstrap tied to him too.

Mohammad slipped the blue jockstrap on and instantly felt his body begin to transform. His hair began to grow out longer, his beard filled in to a scruffier length, and body hair sprouted out all along his body. His twink body started growing girth, matching the beefy body of the guy who had topped him. His butt inflated slightly to match the furry otter’s ass, and he felt the jockstrap get tighter around the crotch as his new dick grew in size. Within a minute, Mohammad was an exact copy of the otter he had fucked.

“Ahhh… How I’ve missed this body!” Mohammad said as he cupped one of his hairy pecs. He then proceeded to download Scruff, ready for a hookup. One good fuck was all Mohammad needed to make an already great self care night into a perfect one.

filling out those calvins!