Filling Out Those Calvins!

Was going to bring my hookup home but got hungry on the way now I’ll wait for him to digest before I find someone else for tonight.

Hairy in the car

Turning Myself On

Man, if I'd have known this before we swapped, maybe I wouldn't have done it. We agreed to swap for a few days, but I'd thought we'd only swap bodies... When I got back to his place and took off his shoes, I got a whiff of his shoes and actually, I found the scent pretty hot. Like, I picked up his shoes and gave them a deep sniff and his cock got hard? Imagine that, pretty weird huh.

Anyway, I thought I'd go along with it once and I jacked off to the scent on "my own" feet. Was somehow gross, but also really hot. Besides, it's just this once.

Well that was a week ago and I'm still wearing the same socks. They reek so good now. I even found myself going round the empty gym locker room and sniffing other people's sneakers. What is wrong with me haha.

I asked the other guy about it and he confirmed that he used to love the smell, but wasn't really his thing anymore. I built up the courage, with butterflies in my stomach, to ask if I could smell my former sneakers and he laughed it off and called me a sick bastard. Damn that made me strain against my pants. I tried to be subtle but I'm pretty sure he noticed how I kept glancing at his feet. They looked real nice.

Maybe I can find some guys who share this fetish and explore it a little more before we swap back. I kinda like being a kinky after all.

Wouldn’t mind becoming a jockstrap

Believe it or not, every item of clothing in my closet once used to be a man. I use my magic power to collect past lovers and hookups who have disappointed me. The shirts are all richer, older gentlemen, sugar daddies, and even some past boyfriends’ fathers. For pants, I usually use younger guys from Grindr who didn’t do too much wrong but were overall boring for me. My socks and shoes are all the pathetic cashfags and footslaves who have come to me over the years. My underwear are special. Sometimes I turn rude straight men who challenge my masculinity at bars and parties, into some nice briefs, like this pair I’m wearing now. And sometimes I turn willing men who swear they just can’t get enough of me, into my underwear. And I think I might give you that treatment. Unless you’d rather be something else. You haven’t let me down, I actually like you, which is more than I can say for most men I’ve fucked. But I think I’d like to add you to my collection. What would you say to that?

Shapesnifter

I don’t regret stealing this jock’s underwear from the gym at all. My shapeshifting abilities are only activated when I get a strong feeling toward the person I am trying to shapeshift into. The musk of his Burberry underwear induced a strong enough feeling that transformed me into him. I felt my body getting bigger and tighter. My face growing ginger hair where there wasn’t before. My voice getting deeper as I moaned from smelling the used underwear in my growing hands. As soon as a let out a deep sigh, the transformation was completely and I was an exact duplicate of the guy from the gym. I pulled on his used underwear and had to take a selfie of this guy.I was going to enjoy being this guy while my transformation lasted.  

He saw the cock clamp around his bottom half.He was going to be cockfood and couldn’t be happier

F I R M

Struggling to breath after that meal!

After swapping bodies I immediately took a picture of myself admiring how sexy and hairy I was l layed in bed stroking my now Hairy chest and Thick full beard knowing I was going to have a ton of fun night.

I met with this godly beast after chatting with him for awhile I agreed to meetup to be absorbed. Now with him in front of me he started flexing showing me what I was going to become and without hesitation I started worshiping his body until it was time to become a part of him.