What's the Frequency (body swap)
by zulator
Greg had been out of school for a week or so with chickenpox, and being his best friend, I was really anxious to see him and listen to music on his fabulous multi-speaker stereo. My name is Kevin. Greg and I are in the 9th grade at Cedar High School. We're two average Joes, nothing to write home about. Well to be truthful: we were geeks! Yep, both of us wore glasses and used pocket protectors to protect our shirts. I suppose what got us through the hassles of high school was the fact that Greg and I would retreat into our music and we would forget what we looked like or how we fit in with the rest of the kids at school. Greg was a bit chubby and I was just the opposite, being thin. I was so thin that my pants would always be drooping and my boxers would always show a bit. Greg had the same problem, but for other reasons. His stomach protruded out farther than his chest and his pants would slide down and his Fruit of the Loom briefs would follow his pants and often his butt crack would be showing. What a team, I thought! Regardless of our appearance, I knew we could melt away into our musical hobby, and I would spend most of my time over a Greg's house blending with the music.
When it was safe for me to visit Greg again, I rushed over to his house to see how my best friend was doing and to find myself again with how perfectly reproduced his music was. Greg had the most expensive speaker set I ever saw. I think they were recording studio speakers, and I would just melt when we listened to our music. Thanks to Greg's dad, he had the most expensive amplifiers, turntables, CD players, real to real player, and of course, a state of the art computer system that gave Greg the ability to create, alter, or do whatever to his music. During Greg's quarantine period, he had been playing with a new bass boost amplifier, and when I was able to get to see him, he was deeply involved in testing some new speakers with some expensive frequency testing equipment.
As I entered his room, I was careful not to slip on the Twinkie wrappers and Pop Tart crumbs that littered the floor of his room. There was so much equipment; it was not always easy to find Greg.
"Kevin," I heard being shouted out. It didn't sound quite like Greg, but allowing for a mouth full of Doritos it could have been him, I thought. "Kevin, come around to the computer, I have something to show you."
I made my way over the tangling wires and wrappers and finally came to Greg's computer desk. When I got there I was shocked to find this much older guy with a really nice chest and a well-toned body. It was so weird, the guy was handsome and was wearing Greg's pee stained Fruit of the Loom briefs.
"Er... is Greg here?" I asked.
The guy was stuffing a couple of Twinkies in his mouth as he turned to me and said, "Dude, it's me Greg!"
"But... but..." I stuttered.
"Hey Kevin. Sit down and I will explain it all to you."
I sat down across from this hot body that was inhabiting Greg's briefs, and I couldn't help staring at the way the briefs were packed and bulging out.
"Hey Kevin, nice crotch eh?"
I gulped and then looked at this guys face. "Er, yes. Very nice!"
The guy got up and grabbed me with a big smile and said, "Kevin, I have discovered the most amazing thing. I can change bodies, I mean, anyone's body!"
"Wow!" I replied. "You sure you're Greg?"
"Kevin, it's me, really. Would a hot looking guy be eating Twinkies and pop tarts and guzzling Pepsi? Look at my chest dude, I have pectoral muscles and abs and I have a cock that has been keeping me busy every night shooting jiz farther than I ever thought possible.
"Wait, wait!" I shouted. "Greg, are you crazy? How can this be possible?" I was rubbing my small cock in my pants that was getting rock hard looking at this hot body standing in front of me. "Can you change me too?" I quickly shouted.
"Yes bro, you're next." And while tapping in some data into his keyboard with one hand, he had his hand in his briefs playing with his new thick cock. "Kevin, stand over there by that big speaker," he commanded. My pants were tented like I have never seen them before, as I made my way over to where Greg had pointed. "Ok Kevin. Just stand there. I have to find out what your frequency is."
"What?" I said as Greg began sweeping some low frequencies from his sophisticated test equipment. Soon I was standing there vibrating and my cock was about to explode. "GGGGGREEEEGGGGGGGG WWHAAAT'SSSS GOOIINNNG ONNNNNNN?"
He didn't respond as he fine-tuned his equipment and wrote down a number on a Pop Tart box. Then just as fast as it had started, my body went back to normal, and not too soon either, because I was just about to shoot my load in my pants. "Fuck dude, what did you do, I almost lost my load in my pants!" I heard a giggle from the other side of the computer.
"Yeah just one of the effects of the frequency check."
"What are you talking about, Greg? Is this safe man?"
"Yes. Yes," he went on. "I am almost ready to change you, but before I do you need to take off your pants, shoes socks and shirt!"
"But that would just leave me in my boxers! Yeah, right!"
"Just do it Kevin!" Greg insisted, so I did as he told me, standing there in just my boxers holding my hands over my tented crotch.
"Is this going to take long dude, I'm cold."
Then, just like when Greg was checking my frequency, my body began to vibrate and my cock was rock hard again. I didn't think I could hold back this time, and I could feel my cum getting ready to explode. "Just a second longer," I heard Greg shout.
It was like goose bumps all over me, as my skin tingled and my climax came and I was in a sexual ecstasy I had never experienced before.
Then suddenly I could really feel something happening as Greg began to overlay another frequency. I felt my body stretching and bulking as he increased the audio level, and soon I was vibrating to another frequency not my own. My cock was different now, but rock hard again and I was climaxing over again, but this time the sensation was entirely different and I felt taller and bigger somehow. Then as quickly as it started, the vibrating stopped and Greg came around to see me. "Well bro, how do you like your new body?" Greg pulled me over to his full-length mirror and I was now looking at a body that was definitely not mine.
"Holy shit!" I shouted. I was 6 feet all and had a very well toned body, like a gym rat, and I was feeling my chest and stomach and face as Greg began to explain the process to me. "Who am I?" I asked.
"Well Kevin you're the UPS driver that delivered some packages for my dad yesterday. He was so cute."
"HOLY SHIT!" I shouted again. Then I noticed my crotch and my cock was now sticking out in all its glory and it was twice my original length and thick and my bush was so thick it was coming out of my waist band and around my cock as my boxer pee slot could not contain my new jewels anymore. My jaw just dropped in awe of it all.
As I stood there trying to make sense of it all, Greg was telling me how he had discovered that every person has his own personal resonant frequency, and once that is found, another person's frequency can be laid over it and when the level is increased, that new resonant frequency takes over and the body transforms into that person.
It was all Greek to me as Greg tried to explain everything. "Hey Kevin," Greg shouted, "I'm the Federal Express Driver that delivers here. He's a hunk too." I took my eyes off myself and looked over at Greg again.
"Yeah Greg, I am as hot as you now!"
Because of my new physique, I was feeling differently about my sexuality and I really loved the way I looked and they way Greg looked and although I had never really thought about being gay, I was now having feelings about Greg I had never had. I wanted to tell Greg what I was feeling, but he interrupted me and said, "Kevin, you don't need to say a thing, I understand what's going through your head right now. Don't worry about, I had to deal with it too".
Then Greg came over and grabbed me tight and we kissed and began to grind our sticky underwear together and I was totally and incredibly aroused and in love with him. Before I knew it, Greg had dragged me to his bed and we were getting hot and excited. Then we found ourselves in a 69 position and were sucking each other's hard cocks like it was the only thing that was important.
The sucking and anal probing went on and on till we both got off and I was becoming addicted to my new body and Greg's to the point I wanted nothing else in the world.
After a while of lying there exhausted, Greg got out of bed and told me to we had to talk. I sat on the edge of the bed smiling and so satisfied.
"Kevin. We are going to have to change back!"
I couldn't believe what he was saying. "What?" I shouted. "You're nuts Greg. I'm not giving up this body for no one. No way, no how!"
Greg came over and sat next to me, and began rubbing my chest. "Hey bro, don't get hung up on the first body you inhabit!"
I looked at him confused. "What?"
"Listen dude, we have millions of chances at this. Let's not fall in love with the first bodies we get".
I began to think about what he was saying as he got up and tapped some data into his computer then hit enter and rushed over to stand in front of the big speaker. Soon his body was vibrating like mad and his cock got rock hard, then the overlay frequency took over and I watched as his awesome body regressed to his original form of a chubby 5'2" 15 year old. It was so sad to see the abs swell out as he shrunk down and his chest go soft while his pectorals began to point out and his nipples widen. But within a few seconds, Greg was transformed back to his old self.
"OK, your turn," Greg said as he went back to the computer to enter more data.
"Do I have to?"
Greg nodded, and I unwillingly stood in front of the speaker as he had done and the sequence began. My body vibrated me to erection again and then the overlay of my original frequency and I could feel the changes as I went from hunk to twink in a matter of seconds. I held on to my throbbing cock as it shrunk down with the rest of me and soon I was Kevin again.
As I slowly got dressed again, Greg told me that there would be more fun ahead as he was better now, we could go out and find some new frequencies to experiment with. I grinned at the thought, and soon I was OK with being me again. Greg couldn't help stuffing another Twinkie in his mouth and offered me one too.
"Yuk, no Greg," I said smiling. "So when are we going to do this?"
Greg then showed me a small, modified Palm Pilot he adapted and his foghorn speaker device that he could plug into it to make his frequency measurements from. Then Greg got dressed, and we both left the house. "Be back later", he shouted to his mom as we headed over to the park.