Don’t you think you would look good as my pit hair? I’ll even let you choose which pit and how long you stay, hit me up when you make your mind up.
el_jorgeeee via Twitter
shove me in there and turn me into your armpit
“get in my fucking pit”
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.
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!
looks like my musk has got to you now get in there and become my hairy pits I’ll make sure to keep you musky.
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.