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Check out this sweet story on the Male Body Exchange blog, featuring (drum roll)......

MYSELF as the main character!  Derek used an old picture of me from the Bodyswap Yahoo! Group and wrote an excellent muscle growth story with it.  It's pretty great!

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Stargate Swap ((featuring the Chronivac))

Some of you may know, I am a fan of the TV series Stargate SG-1.  So, when I came across the Chronivac system recently, I decided to have a little adventure.  I knew just what I would be doing.  I set up the Chronivac, and then booted the system up.  When I knew it was on (I still worried that it wouldn't work), I hurried downstairs, and grabbed my disk set of Stargate SG-1 season 9.  I inserted the first disk into my computer, and then clicked the "Create pre-set options from DVD" option that came up on the Chronivac.  A loading screen appeared, and slowly, the blue bar filled to 100% .  I let out a sigh, and then began to browse the menu.

I loaded my stats on screen to compare to those provided by the Chronivac.  I considered many characters, than narrowed it down to being one of the main team, SG-1.  From there, I decided I wasn't in the mood to become the genius Samantha Carter or the alien Teal'c, and was left to choose between Daniel Jackson and Cameron Mitchell.
Both were very attractive and had desirable qualities, and I was truly torn by the decision I had to make.  I couldn't figure out what to do.

Daniel Jackson was attractive and smart, wonderful in a lot of ways.  As the teams expert on ancient technologies and languages, he saw a lot of action and kept himself physically fit.  I knew that it could be a lot of fun to become him and live out a day in his life.

But Mitchell was sheer masculinity, a model of manliness.  He was the rough-and-tough leader, the soldier, the main man.  And not to mention, he was quite the hunk of manly soldier man.  Both of them were very appealing to me to live as fantasy as.  I chewed my lip over these qualities for some time, switching between the stats of these two and the stats i had uploaded of myself.



At long last, I had made my decision.  I typed a few commands into the Chronivac, selected my options, then set the process running.  I lay down on my bed, and closed my eyes.  I felt a sudden disorientation, and then suddenly opened my eyes.  I was lying on a reclined chair, wires attached to my head.  Around me stood Samantha Carter, Teal'c, and... Daniel Jackson.

I was Lieutenant Colonel Cameron Mitchell.  Samantha Carter looked at me and asked, "How are you feeling, Cam?"

"Carter, I feel wonderful," I said in his deep voice and cute slight accent.  I removed the wires from my head and said, "Other than this headache."  

"Well, seeing as you just had your consciousness uploaded into a computer and then scattered across the Internet until Carter could piece it back together in your body would probably do that," said Dr. Jackson.  

"No wonder I keep thinking about cats," I joked.

"It is good to have you back, Colonel." said Teal'c in his usual manner.  

"Thanks, Teal'c," I said.  "It's great to be here."

I stood up from the chair, put on "my" uniform, and stopped a moment to reflect on how lucky I truly was.  I then grinned, and hurried to catch up to my new team, off to save the galaxy and Earth from some alien threat somehwere.

Perhaps you're wondering how my adventure went.  It was very exciting, and I got to have fun even on downtime.  See, I had kept an interface with the Chronivac in the form of either Mitchell's dogtags or headset radio so I could alter things at will.  Let's just say that the team had no idea that neither "Mitchell" or Dr. Jackson could play basketball.  Then why on earth did they dress up like this and go off together? I think you readers can figure it out.

  

Perfect Body hypnosis

Not a caption, but related.  I actually happen to be proficient in hypnotism, which I know many of you like.  Here is a simple session I created to help people visualize their perfect body.  If you like it, let me know, and I'll move into doing more jock-specific ones for the blog.

Perfect Body Visualization

And here's some pictures of mildly contemplative (but still hot) guys, just for kicks.

Update and a "Caption This"

Working on several blog-related projects right now.  It's kind of hard to find pictures that go together and just scream to be written about sometimes, so submissions would be appreciated!  Again, my email is either kylecrusoe@yahoo.com or kylecrusoe1@gmail.com , so send those submissions!  Both story ideas and pictures, or even both.  For now, enjoy these "Caption This" photos!

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After Graduation

Hello, all.  This is the new me.  You'll notice that I don't look at all like I used to before high school graduation three months ago.  Let me explain.

After graduation, I began college almost immediately over the summer.  It was here that I met my new body, Jack.  Jack was a year older than me, and just trying to get in two years of college before he moved completely into the modeling industry.  Needless to say, I expected him to succeed in that field.

Now, we took a general science class together (that's where we met) and the professor?  Completely bonkers, but brilliant.  He always had this open ad posted for a "job opening" testing his experiments for him.  He invented a lot, so it would be something different usually.  One week, the ad had a note tacked to it that said he'd like people to sign up as partners.  Jack and I had talked just a little bit, and he and I decided to get the extra money and signed up together.

We arrived to find the professor waiting for us at the door to his personal lab in the basement of the science building.  He unlocked it and told us to follow him.  After walking through a veritable maze of equipment, we finally arrived at a series of four tables, all arranged around a central dome-shaped device.  A control computer was a ways off.  He told us that we were the only partnership there that day, and asked us to lie down on the tables that were opposite of each other, our heads facing the dome.

We obliged, and he said he was beginning the experiment.  He told us to close our eyes, and the machinery in the dome began humming.  It was actually relaxing.  I felt myself slipping into sleep.  I finally did fall asleep, and had odd dreams, made of flashes of color and random sounds.  Suddenly, I felt a hand shake me awake.  I was disoriented and groggy, and sat up.  I rubbed my eyes and looked around.  I thought I had made a mistake, because I could have sworn I had gotten on the other bed.  I stood up, feeling heavier and taller than normal.

"That was really relaxing, professor, I fell asleep so deeply it's still messing with my head.  See, I even think my voice sounds wrong," I said.

The professor just grinned at me.  "Look down," he said.

I did, and saw the brown Abercrombie shirt that Jack had worn in.  "You switched our clothes?"

"Your bodies, actually.  Jack awoke before you and asked to be allowed home," the professor explained.

"So Jack ran off with my body?" I said, stunned.

"Not exactly.  I wasn't going to switch you back for another five years.  It's how the experiment will work.  I need to be able to present data on the psychological and social consequences of the body swap technology before I get a patent and a contract to manufacture and sell it to the public," he told me.

I suppose it could be worse.  After all, I get to spend the next five years as a model while the old Jack gets to go to college and study engineering as a younger man.  I left the lab, and found Jack's keys in my pocket.  I located his car and drove to his apartment, where he lived alone.  I hurried into his bathroom, and stripped down to nothing, stepping into the shower.  I grinned at the reflection in the mirror.

I soaped up, and was barely able to contain myself.  The feeling of running my hands over this chiseled body was euphoric.  My hands lingered on the Apollo's belt jack had for a lot longer than they needed to, and I forced myself to pull away.  I scrubbed his short, blonde hair (so different from my old long, brown, and greasy hair) and spiked it up in front with his gel.  I couldn't wait to get a taste of life as Jack.

Seeing myself in this body in the mirror was really getting my new member all worked up.  I did several poses, and then had the bright idea to try on some of his nice modeling underwear.  I got half way to the dresser, then decided to give up right there.  I collapsed on the bed, letting my new dick spring up, grabbing it and exploring my new sensitive zones.  Yes, I knew graduating high school was only the beginning!

WOW!

That was a very hectic time for me IRL...  the tablet I do most of my work on sadly passed away.  I now have a full-blown PC that I can work from, so I'll be posting much more often.  I'll be starting up the blog again, so spread the word!  I've decided that I'll be open to idea submissions at all times, and if you'd like to submit a photo or an idea, please email it to me at kylecrusoe@yahoo.com !  Alternatively, I'll take suggestions for a better submission method.  Thanks to all!

Temporary Setback

I intend to continue this blog, but there will be no posts this next week as I have the oppurtunity to go on a cruise to Mexico.  The recent dry spell after I said I'd start up again has been because schooling is ridiculous. 

But I hope you all have a great week with all the other great blogs!

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A Quick Pick-Me-Up

Alright, not quite a story, but.... your thoughts on this picture?  I think it could be used as part of a possible "Finding the Machine Part 3" but who knows?  Leave your thoughts in the comments!

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Discovering the Machine, part 2

I can't stop looking at myself now, it's even more of a change than Henry went through! 

Perhaps I should begin where I last left off.  Enjoy the selfie up there for a minute.  Alright, here we go.  After Henry explained to me what the machine did to him and his brother, we heard footsteps behind us.  We turned and there we saw Henry's brother next to the extremely muscular police officer, Officer Ryan Burgess.  Officer Burgess lived in our neighboorhood and was seen at many of the neighboorhood cookouts.

"Henry? Tyler?  You do realize that this house is still private property, right?  And trespassing is illegal," he told us. 

"We're sorry," Henry said. 

"Then explain to me why your brother here is saying this isn't the first time you've been here?"

"Uhhh..." Henry began, and he started explaining what his brother had done.  While he did so, Officer Burgess began looking around the lab room, and soon he stood near a pod.  Henry had followed him while he explained, and when the officer turned his back to him I saw his eyes light up and I knew what he would do. 

With his new strength he pushed the officer into the pod, and the door sealed behind him.  We heard him banging and shouting at the door.

"Why'd you do that?!" I shouted.  "He's gonna kill us!"

"Oh, hush up," he said.  "I have a feeling he'll be very understanding in a few minutes."  Suddenly, he'd picked me up and stuffed me into the other pod.

"Hey!" I said.  Suddenly, everything was blindingly bright, and I passed out.  Moments later, I awoke feeling heavy.  "Oh, no..." I muttered. 

The door on the pod slid open, and I stepped out.  I looked over to see Officer Burgess's head on my body step out. 

"Are you okay, Officer?" Henry said to him.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," he said.  "Anyways, I'll let you boys off with a warning this time cause I know you.  But if you trespass here again, there will be consequences."

His face became less serious.  "But boys will be boys.  Even if they look like men," he laughed.  He walked away with Henry's brother.

I turned to Henry, shocked.  "What. The. Hell?!"

He grinned at me. "I didn't finish telling you about this place.  After I'd swapped accidentaly, I found a control panel.  It had an easy User interface, so in short order I figured I could do a ton of stuff, such as choose if either participant was aware of changes.  Only you, myself, and my brother recognize a change in you and Officer Burgess.  Something to do with pheromones you two emit that alter memory.  I think I programmed it so Burgess just got promoted to Police Chief so he'll be in a desk job and won't see much action. Honestly, your body was a teenage body so it'll burn fat faster.  It'll be healthier for him in the end." 

My mouth hung open.  "Dude." 

"You can always switch back... but I figured you'd enjoy his body for a while," he said then muttered, thinking I couldt hear him,"sowouldi."

I grinned.  We'd both known the other was gay, and I figured these bodies were hot enough for a breach of friendship protocol.  Minutes later he was undoing "my" uniform as we touched each other. This machine is going to be great...

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So cocky...

Ugh, there he goes.  Damian Weiler.  Popular with all the ladies, he's something of a gym rat.  I can't stand him, because everything he does he hopes will eventually entice women to sleep with him.  Why is it that people like him are always blessed with good looks?  I have hated him since high school, but I always put up with him.  That is, right up until he tried to mess with Trisha.  Trisha has been like my little sister since grade school, and I admit I'm a little protective of her.  So when I saw Damian pulling all his smooth tricks on her, I knew what I had to do.

((Now it's up to you guys!  How does this go down?  I'd love to have your ideas in the comments, and I'm sure the others that read the blog would too!  If I find one I really like I may find time to feature it on the blog!))

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Wow!

I'd like to thank you all for the support you've given me.  It's hard to run a blog like this when it feels like no one appreciates it.  I'm back after that hiatus, and I'm looking forward to making more captions!

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Whoah!/Caption This

Whoah! Is that really me? That new protein shake really worked!

((Okay guys, sorry for the shortest post EVER.  I was feeling a little creatively dead but felt like the blog needed something put on it.  I guess we'll treat it like a "Caption This" except I guess it's more of a "Finish This".  Have fun with it!))

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The Pods

This was the best thing to ever happen to me!  Maybe my brother didn't think the same thing, but who cared!  My dad was a genius scientist, and he'd been working on a project for years in secret in the basement.  And today, we'd found out what. 

Usually the door to the basement was closed and locked, but today, Darren and I had come home to find it open.  He looked at me and grinned. 

"I'm going down there, and you won't do anything about it, wimp."

"Darren! What if Dad had a reason to keep it locked!  It might be dangerous!" I said to him.

"You are such a dweeb, Mike!" he said, and grabbed my hand and started down the stairs. 

I didn't fight very hard, I knew from experience that his body of a high school senior lacrosse player was too much for my skinny freshman frame.  When we reached the bottom, we saw the basement was filled with machinery, centered around two pods.  A computer of some sort sat between them. 

Darren walked over to a pod and started to look at it.  He pushed a button and the round door slid open, and he stepped inside.  I opened the door to the other pod, and looked at it.  It was fairly small, and had a sort of chair in it.  I stepped inside to get a better look.  Suddenly the door slid shut.  I heard Darren shout at the same time as me. 

"Subjects detected," said a pleasant female computer voice. 

"We're not subjects!" I shouted.  "Darren, you should have listened to me, you idiot!" I shouted as a hum coming from each pod grew louder.  Suddenly, a crackling lightning-like energy swirled around the pod.  It wasn't painful in any way, but I kept my arms and legs tightly close to my body. 

Suddenly, everything went black, but then in a moment I could see again.  The energy disappeared and I blinked.  I felt weird, heavy, and the pod seemed smaller.  I stepped outside, and somehow, I had been in the other pod.  I looked at the other pod, and was suddenly shocked.  My body stumbled out.  He looked at me, his mouth agape.  From across the room, my father's voice sounded. 

"Well, it looks like you've found my little project.  I feel like this is punishment enough.  Go upstairs. Now." he said. 

The two of us obeyed obediently.  I grinned as we passed a mirror, Darren's older face grinning back.  I went upstairs, and then into his room.  He stopped short and said "Hey!"

"What? It's my room now." I said, then used my new strength to push him out and close and lock the door.  Now I'm in here flexing his body, and enjoying every second.  I don't ever want to go back!

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Timothy changes the world, part 2

Timothy couldn't stop grinning.  His use of the Chronivac had turned out so well so far.  He started to pour himself a bowl of cereal, when he heard heavy footsteps come down the stairs.  His huge brother, an amateur bodybuilder, came downstairs. 

"Hey bro, did the Dads leave early for work?" he asked.

"Yeah Mike, they said to make our own breakfast," Timothy said calmly, while on the inside he marveled at how his formerly homophobic brother had suddenly become totally fine with having two dads. 

"Cool.  Pass me the Cap'n Crunch when you're done, then I'll drive us to school."

Timothy did, and as he passed the box, he realized that ALL the cartoon characters on the box were now male.  Mike finished his cereal, and the two grabbed their backpacks and hopped in Mike's car.  When they arrived at the high-school, Mike stepped out of the car first, when another guy ran over to them. 

"Hey, Mike!" he shouted as he was drawing nearer.  When he reached them, Timothy's brother embraced this man and they went to kiss.

"How you doin', Charlie?" Mike said.

Timothy realized this must have been Mike's girlfriend Chelsie from before the change.  He couldn't help but get a little hard at the scene, and he turned away to go to school.  This was going to be a GREAT day!

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Timothy changes the world, part 1

Timothy sat down at his computer, staring at the screen.  It had finally finished the download! The loading screen in front of him read "Chronivac Industries: Chronivac v. 8.5". 

Timothy had gotten an email inviting him to try the program, which he'd never heard of.  He'd followed the link, read some of the features, and then decided to click download.  It had taken almost all day, but now the program was starting up for the first time.

The interface appeared, and he took in all the many, many buttons he could press that would lead him to different options.  Timmy had been thinking about this all day, and realizwd the huge amount of power he'd had.  He was a closet homosexual, because his parents were so homophobic.  Both worked at the police station.

He didn't want anyone to have to feel they couldn't be homosexual, so he had made his choice.  He clicked several options, changed a few drop-down menus, and hit enter.  Suddenly, a wave of energy pulsed from the computer, in a matter of minutes engulfing the whole planet. 

Timothy stepped downstairs to see his changes at work.  At the table sat two men in police uniforms.  "Hi, Timothy," said one.  "You'll have to get breakfast yourself, your father and I have to go in early." 

The two men stood up, and embraced each other in a deep kiss.  "I'll see you after work, said the one who hadn't spoken before."  Timothy grinned.  These changes were already great... 

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Apologies

Been having some Internet issues, so the blog hasn't updated.  Hopefully my own Internet will be up and running by the end of the week so I won't have to use the local library.

In light of this, I've decided to accept caption submissions from the viewers.  Please prepare your caption and send it to me here: kylecrusoe@yahoo.com and I will do my best to get it on the blog.  Many thanks, peace out!

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Swap with a Swimmer

 I was still a little in shock that this had happened at all.  I was minding my own business in school, as it was about to end, and I heard Ethan, the rich swimming jock, talk about how his parents weren't home for a whole week and he was in charge of their huge house himself.  From my desk as I eavesdropped on the group, I got jealous.

By no means was my family rich, and I myself was nothing to look at.  I was just this scrawny, geeky kid who no one really paid any attention to. I got good grades, kept my nose clean, and flew under the radar.  But I couldn't help it-- listening to his rich, attractive deep voice, seeing hints of his muscles beneath his polo shirt.  I just wanted to be him!

I couldn't stop thinking about it the rest of the day.  When I was walking home, (to a house that was also devoid of parents for a week,) I kicked a stone as I often do.  Right as I did so, I repeated my wish.  "I just want to be Ethan for a little while!"

Now, I don't' know for sure, but I would place my bets on that stone being magical in some way, because of what happened next.  I was suddenly feeling a little cold, and wet.  I was disoriented, blinking several times.  I realized I could feel the air on my bare skin.  As I jolted a little, I also realized I was holding a ball of some kind.  I finally decided to look with my eyes.

I was standing at the edge of a pool.  My hair seemed longer, hanging into my eyes and dripping wet.  My body was tight and muscular, and I was wearing only a tight blue Speedo.  I blinked several more times, and recognized that a water polo ball was in my right hand.  It felt right there, even though I had always been left handed.  I started to toss it up and down absentmindedly.

I figured I was somehow just dreaming-- I'd had lots of lucid dreams before that were plenty realistic, so I decided to just go along with it.  I remembered that Ethan's parents were gone, so I turned and entered the house.  Muscle memory, or something, led me to what was obviously Ethan's room, and in his own personal shower, I stepped in.  After a bit of relaxing in the hot water, I realized I still had on the Speedo.  I slipped it off, passively admiring his dick, larger than mine.

Rubbing myself in the shower got me a little hard, but I stepped out and dried off a little before walking out into the living room in front of his own room.  I sat on the nice black couch, and then went for a marathon jack off session, with an immense climax.  It was then that I realized that I hadn't woken up after the ejaculation, like in most of my wet dreams.

I freaked out a little, and then tried to piece things together.  I had no idea what I was going to do now...


((To be continued.))

Revenge for Sister

Ha! Jeremy will think he looks so stupid doing the "duck face selfie."  My older sister's ex boyfriend was this arrogant jock, who had always been a jerk to me.  After he broke up with her, she was heartbroken.  Being the good little brother I am, I offered to get revenge.  She didn't realize that meant swapping bodies with him.  Honestly, I just wanted an excuse to be him.

But, I keep my promises.  He'd be ruined if he came out as gay, which I planned to do as him.  All after people noticed how effeminate he'd started acting, how close he was getting to the other football players.  This was going to be great.

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