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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Finding the Machine

"Hello, Tyler," I heard Henry's voice say, but when I turned around, it wasn't the Henry I was used to. 

He leaned against the doorway shirtless, and it was stunning.  He was totally ripped.  When you covered his face, he seemed to be a studly 26 year old.  But there it was, his regular head of a geeky 16 year old. 

"W-what?" I asked, completely dumbfounded. "How?  Have you been working out?"

"Come on, could I look like this after only a few weeks?" he said. 

"I guess not," I answered.  "Then how?"

"I'll have to show you," he said.  He stepped back into his room and came out in a t-shirt.  I followed him all the way outside and to the old, empty house everyone avoided.

"My brother wanted to scare me, so he got me to come here with him.  We went into the basement, and, well, look for yourself." 

He pushed open a door, and flopped a switch.  A single lightbulb dimly illuminated a room dominated by two pods of a machine. 

"We were both kind of freaked out," he explained, "but we both decided to investigate.  We stepped inside, and the doors shut.  I admit, I wet my pants."

"Then what?" I asked.

"A ton of lights flew around everywhere, then disappeared.   I felt really weird.  But then I noticed my pants weren't wet.  The for wasn't locked anymore, so I stepped out.  And I saw my brother's head on my body with my wet pants," he answered. 

"No way!  It switched your bodies and not your heads?"

"It's sweet, I know! I refused to get in the pod, and he couldn't do anything because he was a wimp!"

I opened my mouth to reply, but then we heard footsteps.  Turning around, we saw...

((Find out in the next installment!))

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Bro Body Part Swap

This is so COOL!  You see, I made a wish to be able to swap attributes between people after reading a story about it online.  And it came true!  See, I was 15, but my 19 year old brother still lived at home.  And man was he hot!  I decided to get a headstart on puberty, so I swapped most of our bodies.  I kept my head, though.  I drained a year off him, so I'm 16 and he's 18.  And the weird thing is?  People only notice when I want them to.  This is SWEET!

Boxers and Big Boners

I can't believe it's true!  Here... let me explain.  One night, as I was sleeping, I had a very sexual dream.  I could change my form into whatever I desired, and I had many erotic encounters.  But unlike other wet dreams, I was asleep the whole time, never waking up.  At the end, I heard a deep voice say, "That was your practice.  Now you may use this gift in the real world."  

I woke up very horny, and remembered last night's dream.  Half-asleep, I wished I had my brother's body.  Before my astonished eyes, I shivered and changed.  I was Stanley!  His, now my, dick was throbbing with my pent up sexual tension, and I stood and grabbed it.

 I spent a good time wanking though his boxers in the mirror, until I finally came.  After about two minutes, though, I was stiff as ever!  I grabbed my iPhone and snapped a selfie showing my humungous hard-on.  

Now, just one thing left... 

What now?