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domingo, 24 de junio de 2018

Sayōnara

Randomly body swap happened in the world 
A lot of people swap their gender, age, race
This guy used to be only 5 years Japanese girl Rika
She is rare case because she’s changed age, gender, and race.
I woke up  but I felt something wrong with my body. I raised my hand and I realized that my arm was longer and darker, I looked further and I saw my foot were so big now. I wigged my toes and it felt funny to have hairier and longer toes.
I got scared and I called my dad and mum, at the moment I spoke I heard my voice was deeper, it almost sounded like my dad’s, but I think mine is deeper.
My parents came and they were surprised when they saw me. I would have the same face if I come to my room and see a naked man standing in the middle of the room of my little girl.
“Who are you?!” My dad asked me, putting my mom behind to protect her.
I couldn’t understand what they were saying
“It’s me, dad!”
But I looked in the mirror and all that I could see was a naked man
First I thought “that’s not me!” but this man did same things I was doing. 
And I realized ”this hot man, is me”

I was crying because my body was lost
And I didn’t know what should I do
My parents believe me I’m Rika 
Because they looked my behaviour 
And I’m saying 
I asked dad
“Dad, why did I change body?”
But dad couldn’t answered
I asked many questions for dad and mum
“Why I’m big?”
“Why my body has beard?”
“Why am I a man?”
“Why my body has pictures (tattoos )?”
But my parents didn’t say anything, they cannot answer because they also don’t know what happened to me. And I started crying 

Later I felt that I wanna go pee
But I don’t know how to do that, now that I had a big thing hanging between my legs.
I asked dad “Dad what’s is that like sausage?”
He said “it’s penis that all man has it. You pee with this. Look at me Rika” he stood in front of the toilet and unzipped his pants “Take it out and hold it over the toilet “
“Ok dad”
He did it first and the it was my turn. 
“it’s splashing!! I’m wetting AAAAAHH!” The pee was going all over the place, my pee was splashing all the toilet and all the floor, I couldn’t hit the center.
“Ok Rika I’m holding your penis so you can pee again” he said while he was grabbing my sausage and targeting the center.
“Thanks dad, can you teach me again? It’s hard”
“I’ll teach you every time sweetie”
“Thanks dad” while my dad was holding my sausage, I could feel his warm hand and his rough fingers, it was weird but I liked it “Oh wait, my penis is growing now, what’s happening dad?”
“Um..... adult men sometimes get penis hard. It’s called a boner
But it’s bad word. You can’t use it in public space, okay?”
“Ok dad, but I feel uncomfortable, help me”
“Ok sweetie”
*Rubbing penis*
“Dad it’s good what are you doing?”
“Adult men needs this, but it’s a secret between you and me, okay. You won’t tell mommy about it?”
“Ok dad but it’s fantastic”
He kept rubbing my penis until I felt like peeing again and I let it go. It was the most satisfying things I have ever done. I want to daddy rub my dick all the time.

After I took a bath with dad.

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Hey, a friend wrote this and asked me to post it on the blog so I'm finally doing it.
Hope this can work on my inspiration and getting back to write.

jueves, 4 de enero de 2018

Marion (English version)



“Come on Dad, it’s my turn to use it! You’ve used it all week!”

“But I don’t want to give it up!”

“You promised we’d take turns every week, and it’s already Sunday! My day starts now!”

“Well then,” Dad said, looking dejected.

He moved his head back and forth, and his head started coming out of his mouth. With each movement, more of Dad’s real body came into view. Dad’s flab and big belly, after some struggling, came totally free, leaving below him Marion’s sculpted body. 


Marion was Dad’s personal trainer in the gym when he decided to get in shape for his health. It became usual for my dad to be away from home at the gym when I would get home from school, but one day, things changed. A noise came from the kitchen. The sound of plastic wrap opening filled the mostly empty house. Believing it may have been an intruder, I sneaked towards the sound. I was extremely surprised to see a massive, muscular stranger standing in the kitchen, eating cookies.

He spotted me and jumped, startled. He tried to tell me he was my dad. He told me this whole story of how he found pills that got him into Marion’s body, and promised I could use them too. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, Dad lost the pills that can return Marion to his living form. Now he, or it, is forever stuck as a suit to be worn.
Anyway, after leaving Marion on the ground, my Dad went off to prepare lunch. I finally got to take my turn as the head trainer at the best gym in town.

I put on the suit as quickly as I could, since I was so eager to get in, but the whole process was very exciting. I adjusted his big limbs in place and placed his face over mine to finish the procedure.

I was finally Marion. I felt so tall, and everything looked much lower. I started to move my swollen muscles, touching them, and I realized with a gag that Dad didn’t bathe. The stench of sweat filled my nostrils.

“Dad! Why didn’t you bathe Marion,” I shouted angrily in my now deep voice.

“I just forgot, son. You know I like his smell,” my father replied.

“God, but it STINKS!”

I can’t deny that I enjoy his masculinity and the essence that comes along with it, but right then it was too much and it was disgusting! Oh well, it’s not exactly a chore to bathe that beautiful body. I thoroughly scrubbed every inch of Marion’s muscled body. Marion’s body was so defined, his face so handsome! I could get any guy I want!

I dressed in a tight blue T-shirt that showed off my pecs and abs, black pants, and white tennis shoes. I ran down the stairs to see that dinner was already on the table.

To be continued...

jueves, 9 de febrero de 2017

Marion

"Vamos papá es mi turno de usarlo, ya lo usaste toda la semana!”
“Pero no quiero dejarlo”
“Nos toca cada semana, y ya es domingo! Mi día empieza!”
“Bueno pues” dice mi papá poniendo cara triste.
Mueve la cabeza de izquierda a derecha, su cabeza comienza a salir de la boca del traje y cada vez se puede ver más el verdadero cuerpo de papá. Su panza y su cuerpo gordo se hacen visibles, dejando abajo el escultural cuerpo de Marion.
Marion era el entrenador de papá en el gimnasio, cuándo había decidido ponerse en forma para tener una mejor salud. Un día que llegue de la escuela, era común que mi papá no estaba porque era su hora de estar en el gimnasio, pero ese día fue distinto. Había ruido en la cocina, como si estuvieran abriendo un paquete de galletas se oía por toda la casa, camine sigilosamente en dirección al sonido. Me sorprendió ver a un hombre musculoso parado a la mitad de la cocina y comiendo galletas de azúcar. 
El hombre se sobresalto y me dijo que era mi papá. Me contó toda la historia de cómo consiguió las pastillas para entrar en el cuerpo de su entrenador y me dijo que yo también podría usarlo.m
Marion quedo sin vida, mi papá perdió las pastillas que lo podían regresar a la normalidad, pero ahora sólo es un traje que usamos los dos.

Dejando a Marion en el piso, mi papá se va a la cocina para preparar el almuerzo y es mi turno de usar al entrenador del mejor gimnasio del pueblo. 
Me termino de poner el traje y me acomodo bien todo el cuerpo, pongo su rostro sobre el mío para que termine el proceso. 
 Ahora todo queda mas abajo, soy mas alto y empiezo a mover mis músculos. Los empiezo a tocar y me doy cuenta que mi papá no lo ha bañado y me llega el fétido olor a sudor.
“Papá! Desde cuándo no bañas a Marion?” Grito enojado con mi voz profunda y varonil.
“No recuerdo, hijo! Sabes que me gusta su olor!”
“Dios, pero apesta!” No puedo negar que su esencia masculina no me guste, pero ahora si que da asco!
Me meto a bañar, me limpio bien cada parte de mis músculos. Me encanta usar a Marion, su cuerpo esta tan bien definido, su cara es muy guapa, puedo conseguir a cualquier chico que quiera!
Me visto con una playera azul, que hace que resalten mis pectorales y mis abdominales, un pantalón negro ajustado y mis tenis blancos.
Bajo corriendo las escaleras y el almuerzo ya esta listo sobre la mesa.


Continuará...