Not a Dick Pump

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PART 1

PART 2

So yaay, my first NEW post.  It'll take some time till I'm back in the swing of things but I gotta start somewhere :)

I messed around with the font, added a gradient too, hope you like it :)

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The Bath Kit

The Bath Kit

Trisha was the popular girl, and the hot girl, and the… Well, she basically had everything going for her. That’s why it’s no surprise that people began to get jealous of what she had. People at school admired her but her next door neighbour was obsessed.

Cathy saw Trisha as the life that she always wanted but never got. Now at the ripe age of 37, she was past her prime. She weighed about 250 pounds and she knew people would never look at her like they did with Trisha, at least, not without a little help.

Trisha came home one day with a bath gift basket filled with soaps and shampoos. She just assumed it was another admirers gift left for her. Although she preferred the box of chocolates or the bouquet of flowers she usually got, this was still a nice surprise.

That night she decided to crack it open, beginning with an oil facial scrub. The scent that came from the bottle once she opened it was something as could not explain. It was intoxicating. She found herself entranced as she rubbed it into her pores, unaware that it was the acceptance part of the basket.

Trisha then laid back into the tub as the placed in the ‘BS bath bomb’ in with her. This feeling was more intense as she found herself getting lost in the smells that came from the water. It was intoxicating, almost like she was leaving her body behind.

After a 30 minute soak, she opened her eyes to a different sight. She wasn’t in her bathroom anymore and she certainly wasn’t in her body anymore. This didn’t matter to Trisha though, the facial scrub had already done its part.

“Wait, that means the basket must have been from Cathy… That’s soooo nice of her! I don’t know what happened but the least I could do is give her my body”. She smiled as she looked at the rolls of fat that covered her body. She grabbed her belly with her chubby fingers and smiled. “This is perfect!

Cathy, on the other hand, was sitting pretty in her new body. Not using any of the soaps herself, she smiled at her new body. The best part was that they were both happy, or at least until the oil wears off for Trisha but by then it would be too late to swap back anyway!

Internet Porn

Dan tried to understand what had just happened to him. He looking at porn on the Internet when he came across an ad that was advertising the most realistic porn experience. Never learning why one should not click on pop-ups, his curiosity got the best of him and he clicked the picture of the naked MILF in the picture. Suddenly there was a bright flash that came from the screen, blinding Dan for a few moments.

When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his bedroom anymore. He was in a bathroom, and not the one in his house either. It took him a few seconds to realize what happened, specifically to him.

He was now in the body of the woman from the ad. More interested than scared, Dan inspected his new body with care. The oiled up breasts sent waves of pleasure through his body and he inspected his new body in the mirror.

DING DONG

“Did someone order a pizza with extra sausage?” Said a man’s voice coming from the front door.

Before he could react, Dan’s body began to react without his permission.

“Oooh, my dinners here… But I don’t have any money”. Dan didn’t understand what was happening to him but it became pretty obvious on what he was gonna do as he walked towards the front door completely naked.

My Personal Pokemon

You know those times, those situations you end up in that seem completely impossible, almost imaginary, but there it is, staring you right in the face.  This is one of those times as I walked into my friend's dorm flat to see his ‘tormentor’ literally on her knees next to him.

“Nick!  I’m happy you’re here, I’m so excited to show you this”, he beamed as he hopped up from his seat at his kitchen table.

I walk hesitantly up to my friend and stand in front of the only other person in the room, Claire Bennett.  I waved my hand in front of her face, wondering if this very outspoken woman was even sober.  She responded by meowing.  I turned to Ross so see that grin he’s had since I got here.

“So… Did you kidnap her family or something?… Like how the fuck did you…”

“You may as well just let me explain, you’ll never guess” he interrupted.  “To make a long story short, I can control minds”.

I looked back at Claire and her look of total ignorance.  As weird as Ross’s answer was, I couldn’t think of something else that could make her do something so… weird.

I honestly can’t count the times that he’s complained about his crush from the floor above him rejected him, or ignored him, or talked negatively about his pokemon card or anime collection.

“Sooo… you made Claire cosplay?” I asked slightly scared at the power my friend may actually have.

“Oh My GOD I knew you’d say that!” He shouted, startling me a little.  “Isn’t that right, Claire?”

“MEOWTH, that’s right!” She responded.

Ross immediately burst out laughing.  I couldn’t help but slightly smile too.

“I made her say that every time I say, ‘Isn’t that right?’.  It’s soo hilarious, it never gets old… hehe.. trust me.  No, but really I made her think she’s a pokemon, how great is that?  She throws change in the air when you grab her tits, wanna see?”

I stared at her again, trying to smile and laugh with Ross.  Really I just didn’t want to piss him off at this point, Claire never really went out of her way to be mean to him, she just didn’t want to date his nerdy ass. 

“How does she even know what a Meowth is?” I asked.

“Well it took a bit but I had to teach her like you would a kid.  She was very resistant at first but once I removed her memories, aspirations, skills and pretty much everything else, there was plenty of room to learn!”

Holy fuck, Ross is a psychopath.  I looked at Claire’s vacant face again, feeling a lot more scared after that last fact.  

“Sooo…  This is really awesome.. but I have.. I was going to have dinner with the family tonight after this.  I’ll probably come back tomorrow for Fortnite though, so uhh…”

“Oh goodness, yeah my bad dude, go ahead I’ll see you tomorrow”.  

I made my way to the door before he spoke up one last time.

“Wait, crap sorry, forgot to ask, what’s Dani’s phone number again?”

I paused for a second, trying to remember when I gave Ross my girlfriend’s number in the first place, but I had already repeated it off for him before I could.  

“What did you need that for again?” I asked.

“Oh, I think she wanted me to teach her something, don’t worry about it.  You can just pick her up tomorrow when you come over”.

Again, I tried to think of when she even talked to Ross before.  All of the sudden it didn’t matter, I wasn’t worried.  Ross is my friend.  I then turned around and walked out his door with nothing more than a goodbye.

The D.I.L.F. of my Dreams

Most people would think I was crazy.  I mean who in their right mind would swap bodies with their older fatter teacher for the summer.  I would and there is one word that isn’t used very often that can explain why.  D.I.L.F.

I’m sure I don’t need to explain that word but the who is very important.  Ever since I entered high school I’ve had the biggest crush on Mr. Daniels, the gym teacher.  I mean think about it.  An older successful man who literally needs to plan and demonstrate workouts and different sporting activities.  It’s his job to stay fit…and muscular…and strong…….

I’m getting off track.  Just imagine my surprise when another teacher from this school, Mrs. Daniels, asked to swap bodies with me for the summer.  Yes, the wife to the man of my dreams wants to trade bodies for the summer.  I never understood why such a 10/10 man would date a chubby older woman but I couldn’t care less.

Of course, I needed proof that I wasn’t just talking to a crazy woman but when she brought out candles and a book and everything I knew I was in for the best summer of my life.  I accepted immediately and before I knew it I was standing on the other side of the room looking at myself.  I was so happy I could almost cry but I didn’t want Mrs. Daniels to know that.  To her, I was just looking for a new experience, something to switch my summer vacation up.

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Now I’m sitting in the stairwell waiting for my lover’s return.  I was growing crazy by the second, I felt like I was going to tackle him the second he opened the door, or at least try my best considering the age and weight of my temporary body.

Eventually, I got impatient.  Really impatient.  He was almost half an hour late by this point.  I pulled out Mrs. Daniels phone and sent another, “Where R U Baby?” text.  

He responded with what he said the last time.  

“I’m stuck in traffic, I’ll be home soon <3″

That answer wasn’t good enough for me anymore.  I needed something now!  So at the risk of seeming out of character, I asked him politely to send me a nude.  

“Are you serious?” He responded.  “You know I don’t like sending you those.  What’s up with you?  I’m normally the horny one, looking for sex, not you”.

I paused for a second, hoping my cover wasn’t blown.  

I thought about my response and said, “One nude is all I ask of you, my dear :)”.

It took a minute but he answered.

“Look, I’m in the middle of traffic, surrounded by other cars.  I can’t do this here, okay.  I’ll send you an old one to tide you over till I get home”.

I yelped in my seat.  I saw the three dots on the screen that says he’s about to send something and then he dropped this on me.

The body was everything I could ever dream of but there was one stand out feature; his pencil dick.  The mismatched couple suddenly seemed perfect for each other as my eagerness slowed down.

I didn’t consider myself shallow by any means but I was definitely disappointed.  I wasn’t a virgin in my old body which was partially why I was so excited.  I wanted to scream the house down from an orgasm, not have awkward sex.  

Questions started to race through my mind around whether the swap was a good idea or not.  I took a deep breath and smiled.  Well, a summer of cuddling and kissing this man still ain’t that bad.

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Mrs. Daniels was doing something similar in Kaitlyn’s body.  She was sending nudes but to her new boyfriend, not her old husband, and he was loving it.

“Kait, every time I ask you to send me a sexy pic you always say no but now you’re suddenly sending me galleries worth of material.  Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?  LOL”

Mrs. Daniels smiled.  She couldn’t believe her week.  She had managed to get a new young body to replace her old fat one and get a hot young boyfriend to replace her old Tiny-Dicked one all in one fatal swoop.

As she clicked another one as her thoughts drifted towards what Kaitlyn was doing with her new life.  She still couldn’t how ignorant that girl was, believing that the spell would only last the summer.  By the time she figured it out, she would know everything about Kaitlyn’s life to a tee.  She would just end up looking like a crazy lady if she tried anything which was all part of her plan.  

Mrs. Daniels heard the front door open, presumably from her new boyfriend arriving.  She was ready to fuck, suck and fuck again, all why partying the night away.  It was nice to be young again!

Call Me Daddy

One of my favourite captions of all time is called Feeling Festive.  It’s about a father that essentially humiliates his son over the fact that his girlfriend wanted to swap bodies with him and not her actual boyfriend. There’s something about the idea of being in this type of situation and how evil the parents and kinda the girlfriend is to him and how there is no real way out.  Just more embarrassment.

Here’s a link to the story: https://swappinggrounds.blogspot.com/2017/12/feeling-festive-5.html

I just realized that a 6th part was uploaded where the son actually does have sex in his mother’s body.  Personally, I found it better when he hated it 100% so I like to think that the story ends on part 5.

This is the first part as a preview

Anyways, I’ve been dying to try the idea myself so here is my ‘remake’ of the series.  Enjoy :)

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PART 1

“Hey, Erica?” I said walking into our bedroom to see her admiring herself in the mirror.

“Yes, honey?” She responded without taking her eyes off herself.

“Is everything okay?  You seem... Different... today”.

Her head turned slightly looking at me through the mirror.  She smiled, but it was different from the beautiful smile I came to know and love.

“Is this because I forgot about our dinner tonight?  I know we planned it a couple days ago... I’ve just been feeling a little different... this week.  I’ve been spacing out on a couple things, not just the dinner”.

I was concerned because it was two days ago but there was more.  She’d been passing on my romantic advances since today started, she forgot where she kept her keys.  It’s like she woke up today a completely different person.

I walked up to her and hugged her from behind.  I felt her slightly reflex from it so I stopped.  I sighed.

“You know if there is something bothering you, you can talk to me about it, right?”

She spun around to face me and grabbed my shoulders.

“Of course!  Of course, I know that it’s just... I’ve just been feeling off lately.  Give me a couple of days and you’ll see.  I’ll be back to normal in no time!”

She gave me a peck on the cheek and made her way to the door, saying she’ll meet me in the car.  I hope that’s the truth, it’s killing me on the inside that I could be pushing her away somehow...

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PART 2

I slammed the front door and made my way straight to my bedroom, which had become ‘Erica’s’ hiding place for the week.  The door was locked so I kicked it open.

“Holy crap Ben!  You could have just knocked!” she yelped, spinning around.

“Oh go FUCK yourself.  I’ve been beating myself up all week, thinking I did something to upset you, only to find that you’re not actually YOU!” 

She tried to say something but I continued.

“It’s funny how I called my father today about my parents anniversary next week and it was like he was learning about it for the first time!”

She once again tried to speak but I wasn’t gonna let ‘Erica’ defend herself.

“Just LEAVE!  I can’t believe you would swap bodies with MY wife and not even ask OR tell me, you fucking ASSHOLE!  Swap back NOW!”

You Can't Be Serious

I stared at the face of my girlfriend in shock.  She was so casual about it.

“You BLEW a guy when I went looking for a washroom?” I asked again.

“Yes, David!  When you were gone a nice man with a nice cock gave me a nice facial.  Now he’s off getting us some nice tropical drinks for us so I can enjoy this nice day.  Relax!”

I paused for another couple of seconds.  Who cheats on a boyfriend of two years so casually?  She has another man’s load on her face and she wants me to lay down next to her at the pool like nothing happened?

“Do you expect me to just forgive you for this?” I yelled.

I was interrupted by a large black man who walked up behind me with a pair of drinks.  He sat down next on one of the two lawn chairs next to them.  Trisha got up and sat down next to him and grabbed her strawberry daiquiri.

“Do you mean is she expected to forgive you?” he asked simply.

I walked up to him, ready to beat the shit out of this man, even if he beat the shit out of me back.  That was until I looked into his eyes.

“I mean who takes his girlfriend on vacation and doesn’t do a thing for her sexually?  She’s quite the looker.  You left her begging for some sort of a cock to enjoy and you make her wait.  I don’t know how she puts up with you”.

That didn’t make any sense, I had made love to her 2 out of the 3 past nights, or at least I thought.  The longer I did think about it though, the more I remembered her practically begging for sex and tugging at my limp penis.  

“David, if you can’t give me my daily dose of cum, I’m gonna get it somewhere else.  Don’t make me break up with you to get it”.

My heart stopped.  I had let her down so often in bed I really shouldn’t be talking back to her like that.  She was my goddess and she deserved pleasure.  My eyes darted away from his eyes to hers.  

“NO!… No please, I’m sorry!”

I ran up to her and knelt.  

“If my baby wants some dick she can have some”.  

I traced the outline of her jaw, giving her a sincere smile.  When she smiled back I knew I had done my job as a good boyfriend.

“Aww, baby!” She exclaimed leaning forwards and kissing me deeply. 

I could hear the man chuckle as I licked my face clean of his salty jizz.

“So David, I was hoping to spend a bit of time with my new bedmate, you know, to get to know him,” she said, hinting for some privacy.

“Of course!” I replied happily.  “I’ll be at the swim up bar if you need more drinks or anything!”

“Thanks, bud,” was all I heard him say as I turned around and walked away.  That and the two of them laughing.

The Best Day of My Life

It was the best day of my life, Dante only confirmed it for me.  

I was getting married to a blonde with the most beautiful smile and I couldn’t be happier.  Claire was attractive, funny and the Ying to my yang, nothing could separate us.  It seemed like if something went wrong, it would just bring us closer together and that was how I knew.  I popped her the question a year ago without a doubt in my mind that she would say yes, and I was right.

About a month ago she seemed a little different, all when we were planning our wedding.  Dante, the man helping us with all the planning and everything had convinced her to get some additions.  It was the tattoos first which I loved immediately, she was as beautiful as a flower, why not show that with art.

It was when she came home with ear gauges and pierced nipples when I got a little concerned.  She said it was Dante’s idea and she loved it too much to say no.  Why not surprise all her old friends a little with some new additions.  I went to talk to him but he assured me that I didn’t see the whole picture.

He told me how much I had been eating lately and that was something that changed recently, why can’t she?  I almost totally forgot until then but I looked down at my fat gut.  I remembered eating twice, sometimes three times as much as her, finishing off whatever she didn’t.  I remembered the almost 100 pound gain I had made and remembered how proud I was to be this heavy.  It’s kinda crazy that I could forget something like that.

I came home to my loving beautiful wife and made love.  She made sure I got a chance to see the nipple piercings for myself.  It’s funny, we started having all sorts of sexual encounters after that.  She couldn’t get enough of the big guy with the big member I guess.  That was until 2 weeks before our wedding when she went cold.  I didn’t bother her about it for a bit, we were going to have the rest of our lives after all, but when I asked and she just laughed, I went to the person who saw her right before it happened.

I’m so happy I did because he cleared everything up.  Claire liked me for my nice guy personality and my generosity, not the tiny little thing between my legs.  I remembered whenever she snickered while looking at it, and outright laughed when she learned terrible my stamina was.  That was all in good fun though, and what married couple didn't joke around?

He told me about the deal we made.  She would fuck other guys and I got to listen from the washroom, it was a win-win situation.  I noticed the closer I got to the wedding, the more she invited Dante over to be her guy.  It was the best, he had such a huge cock she moaned in pleasure just by looking at it.  It normally took me 2, maybe 3 minutes to cum but I would last a minute when he came over.

What a lucky guy I was to have a wife that enjoyed sex so much.  Being the cuck I remembered was, I was in heaven whenever she was.  She was getting so good at finding people to fuck that sometimes I would have to work with the pictures she sent me from a washroom or change room.

Finally, our wedding came and it was everything I thought it was.  I stood waiting for my bride, my fat gut pushed up against my slightly too small suit.  Her dad walked her down the aisle, I swear I was rocking the hardest 1 incher in my life.  The priest did his thing and then we did what everyone was waiting for.  She gave me the nicest peck on the cheek.  It took a second but everyone started to clap, it was everything I dreamed it to be.

After everything was said and done, Claire brought me back to our house to have some fun.  Dante was there waiting for us of course, there was no one else I would want to share the moment with us.  Claire even let me stay in the room this time which just added to the excitement.

She told me to wait till she got him good and hard but I couldn’t wait.  By the time the first bit of pre-cum hit her lips I was shooting my tiny load on the floor.  And then I saw it, that beautiful smile I fell in love with.  Sure she was looking at Dante but she was sucking his cock after all.  I even managed to cum again when he shot his load on her chest.

This truly was the best day of my life.