Anatomy of a Transformation (body swap)
by zulator
The package was everything I could have imagined. The sexy blue briefs were carefully packed in a plastic bag and I would see they were still wet by the condensation inside against the plastic. I pulled off my tee shirt and kicked off my sneakers and sat on the edge of my bed as I began to remove the contents.
Opening the bag immediately gave me a whiff of this man called Bill. His man scent began to radiate up to my nostrils and my head was beginning to spin. I could smell the aroma of a 60 something-year-old man and it was making my cock tent my Nike gym shorts. My nose hairs were tingling as his scent made them thicken and the air that was now flowing through my body was that of Bill, a retired Man, who was a very sexual, mature and a very potent man.
I opened the zip lock completely and brought it up to my mouth and nose and took a deep sniff of his soiled underwear and my smooth chiseled mouth and jaws exploded with a thick white beard. The sensation of hair being forced out of my facial skin was so erotic, that my cock shot a stream of pre cum into shorts. I could feel age lines forming on my lips, around my eyes and forehead. I sniffed harder and harder as Bill’s scent was changing my young 27-year-old.
Face into that of a 60-year-old man named Bill. My vision became blurred so I put on the glasses Bill had included with his underwear. How clever I thought for him to think of everything, right down to his glasses, which he knew I would need once I had transformed.
I shivered, with the realignment of my head’s new shape, and had to hold the glasses on for a moment for fear I would drop them before things had settled down. I was seeing out now through different eyes, and even with the glasses it was all new to me. I must have looked strange with Bill’s head connected to my young tan body, yet I kept sucking in the aroma till it had aged my head by over 30 years. My tan face was now lighter in color and my eyes were wider with bushy eyebrows. I sucked even harder and my lungs then aged and my breathing rhythm changed. My circulation began to alter as my oxygen hungry muscles were being denied their youthful supply and I could feel them tingling and trying to compensate for what they were not getting.
I stood up just then and my back began to spasm and my legs were throbbing as each one of my muscles were beginning to charley horse. I quickly dropped my shorts, then removed Bill’s underwear from the plastic bag and the full blast of Bill’s smell was exposed to my body. My arms were shaking as my veins began to bulge a bit, and I was vibrating erratically as I slowly pulled Bill’s underwear up my legs, over my tight ass, cock and balls.
As I popped the waistband around my lean 30-inch waist, my young love machine began to throb and get very warm as it was forced to age so incredibly fast. I could feel Bill’s pubes oozing out of my ball sacs in tones of gray and white, while my young pubes simply fell out. My balls swelled to what felt like triple their regular size and my cock thickened rapidly to take on Bills cock shape and texture. Then a massive burning sensation was felt as every sperm in my newly formed ball sacs were transformed into Bill’s potent seedlings. Like a billion simultaneous transformations were happening in a flash, as my seeds were changing, removing any genetic information that I had had and replacing it with Bills breeding sperms. I was loosing the last of my ancestry in this process as I surrendered with joy to this new life I was becoming.
I fell back on the bed as my body absorbed more and more of the potent contents of the underwear. I could feel my pores sucking in Bill’s creamy deposits, sweat and even his racing strip had aligned with my ass cheeks. The center of the back of the underwear sucked into my crack and I felt Bill’s racing strip tightly against my hole and there was leakage from me to reconstitute his man shit and then draw it back into my ass.
The whole event was mind boggling and so sexually stimulating that my transformed cock kept spewing cream into the underwear pouch. There was a burning sensation as my cock finalized it shape and size, then my prostrate aged and the stiffness changed rapidly from that of a young guy to that of an older man. The muscles around my groin loosened up as my waist grew to a size 40 and my ass spread some to take on Bill’s size.
All I had ever fanaticized about was coming true and the loss of my youth was not going to hold me back from the sexual overload I was about to experience. It was almost like feeling of a climax building up for the very first time. In reality it was going to be my first climax as bill and it was going to be like I had never cum in my life. Can you imagine a 60-year-old man who had never experienced a climax? Well this one will be like that, a totally new experience for me as my sexual juices began to boil and get ready for their first ejaculation.
As I lay there in ecstasy, the remainder of my body was taking on Bill’s physical form. The forest of hair growing out of my smooth young skin was incredible. The alteration of my muscle mass was like the feeling of a hundred rushes going through me all at once as my body was changing and reconfigured itself. Gone was the deep tan that was my trademark and it was replaced with white alabaster skin. I took my new cock out of the confines of Bill’s underwear, and began jacking it even before the transformation was complete.
The thought of Bill’s cream being made inside me now was incredible and the sensation of Bill’s ball sacs hanging low were driving me nuts. I jacked with my right hand and played with the ball sacs with the other. It was so hot feeling them and knowing that I was about to shoot a load just like Bill would.
Bill’s body was incredibly hairy and I could feel every hair as it popped out of me, and as my legs reformed and thickened, I watched my dark leg hairs change to silver. My pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles were gone now and all the years of workouts had faded from me. I expected as much and wasn’t too concerned because it was Bill’s body I wanted to be in. My nipples were a bit wider and my pectoral areas were soft and protruding.
The moment of truth came when I began to shake and feel what Bill’s climax was going to be like. What a hard on I had as his pre cum erupted out and gave me the lube I needed to send myself into a new kind of sexual high.
Soon I was shooting his (my) load and the excitement made it come out of me in thick spurts with some thick solid white chunks of very potent seed mixed into the cream. My new body had not produced enough liquid to suport Bill's sprem, so the sperm content was more than the liquid could handle.
After I had gushed a few times, the tingling of my cock began to fade fast and my new stick was softening. I let it collapse as I stretched on the bed with my hands over my head. I was now feeling the high leave me and the reality of who I was began to take hold. No more would there be extended erections or long tingling sensations that lasted and lasted. I was an older man now and that youthful bonus was gone. Don’t get me wrong the climax was excellent, but it’s the lingering that was now gone and the ejaculation had made my cock and balls too sensitive to play with. I lay there breathing hard still and very mentally stimulated, thanking God that I could have this chance to know Bill so intimately.
This was the first day of summer vacation and I didn’t have to worry about working or being seen, so I drifted off to sleep and dozed for several hours. My body had simply gone through so much change it was totally exhausted.
Later in the afternoon I woke up feeling stiff from head to toe. It was a chore to get onto my feet now that my body had settled down and the reality of my age and health was ever present.
Bill had confessed to me his medical problems, so I was quite aware of what I would be living with. He had a triple bypass a couple years ago and his blood pressure was higher than normal, he had early symptoms of diabetes and his knees were shot from when he was in the service. Arthritis was also a constant problem for him in his shoulder joins and his hands, and years of living had reduced his lung capacity to about half of what it was when he was 27.
I wondered if I would be able to do some of the things I used to, like hiking, which for me was a passion. I knew I could still camp out and have fun, but I wasn’t sure if Basketball would be fun anymore with the arthritis and my knee problems.
What the fuck I thought, this wasn’t a concern when I chose to do this transformation, so why cry about it now. I knew exactly what I was getting becoming Bill and I chose it willingly.
Bill would be making the same decisions for himself when his day to become me came around. My package was still in transit and I figured I couldn’t wait to become him, so his moment to become me will be happening very soon.
It is not always easy making a life changing decision even if it meant you became young again. Bill had to weight the pros and cons, just like I did. My infatuation with him helped him over come many of his objections to letting make such a radical age change. He worried I would be sorry with all his health problems, but I reassured him I was happy to take them on just to be him. And besides, I wanted to give him my body- this was part of my desire from the onset. He didn’t want me to be stuck in an old man’s body and give away a perfectly healthy youthful body in exchange. I had to keep reassuring him that it was my pleasure to see him take on a new brand of body in my toned young physique. Bill would flourish in my body and I wanted that for him so much. Bill was so smart and could seemingly do anything. How could I not give him the change to further his skills. Besides, Bill had so much more life to live in him and I wanted him to have the advantage of my youth to continue on.
So as I lay there, still quite Mark in my mind, but Bill in the physical, I began to dream about the day we would actually move into each other’s place and assume each other’s life. Bill lived back east and of course I was here in Arizona with a job commitment as a physical education teacher, which had always interested Bill a lot and a career he had always wanted. Bill wasn’t the super athlete when he was young, and becoming me and taking a career he had always envied seemed like a perfect match.
Bill was a former English teacher and Drama teacher and he would always lust for the jocks that he had to teach and wondered how great it would be to be a jock himself or be a well toned gym teacher. Now Bill would have that opportunity to live as a viral young jock who happens to be a gym teacher and I would take on his mature male body and his retirement, where I would delve into the hundreds of books he had in his library. You see what Bill had was exactly what I wanted. No ifs ands or buts – I was surrendering myself to gratify his most intense desire and he was going to honor me with his very successful life and retirement. A very equitable trade I thought.
I was content on the thought of living his life and the time it would give me to enjoying reading, the one thing that was lacking in my life. I had always jacked off thinking about Bill’s incredible intellectual mind and how wonderful it would be to have that capability for my own. Once Bill had received my underwear and his body processed my youthful fluids, he would then become me in a very similar and radical way. He would know me like I know him now and I know that journey, as his body transformed would be a most exhilarating and sexual gratifying. Over a short period of time, our minds would change and I would have the full benefit of Bills mental capabilities and he would simply regress to having mine. So who’s loosing the most? I think he is, but the youth of my body will more than make up for it and Bill seems to have rationalized that and surrendered himself totally to me.
Of course Bill and I would still be in contact and would meet when we could. This was always part of the ground rules for the swap, but I told Bill that if he found someone he could not live with out, I would be ok with it. After all he was taking on a rather attractive body and I couldn’t ask him to be only for me. I knew his sexual drive would be increased to the point he would need supplemental activity and that was expected. As for me, sure sex is important, but not the focus anymore. Would I still have sex? Yes but only with Bill when we could get together. Would I be satisfied? Most definitely!
So I stood up and viewed my new body in the mirror, examining every part of it. I noticed my new cock and how it laid receded amongst the salt and pepper pubes and watched as my mushroom head was almost covered in the new foreskin I had. I smiled as i watched it dripping as gravity drew out the remainder of my mature male breeding juice.
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