Chapter #8Masturbate by: Unknown You took off your sweater and threw it in a bin. Your jeans followed it and you ran your hands all over your sturdy body.
"It's not your body, Alex. It's MINE! I am Alex now!" you shouted triumphantly.
You caressed your hairy chest and six-pack. Then, you flexed your biceps and licked them. You were getting hard again. Instinctively, you seized your cock and stroked it. The hormones inside you went crazy, as Alex had always contained them. But now he was possessed by some sex-crazed spirit. You pinched your lower lip and closed your eyes. It would have never crossed your mind that one day you would have a body like this, but now it was a reality.
"You like this Alex?! Fucking Prince Charming! With your perfect looks and perfect body! Deep inside, you were nothing but a gay slut! Now I am the one in control!"
You roared as you shot your load all over your abs. Basking in the afterglow, you grinned and dispossessed Alex again. The young man groaned and squirmed as you materialized next to him. Alex woke up, now back in control of his body. He looked down as his body that was drenched with cum and gasped.
"I did a good job with you, right, Alex?" you asked.
Alex glared at you. "This is not a game! It's my life!"
"Of course it is game, and you're my toy," you said. "And your life is mine!"
"My parents will notice that something is wrong with me, you won't get away with this," said Alex.
"They will, and they will love you the new you," you replied. "The manly son that they always wanted... They will love me more than you."
"You asshole!" shouted Alex as he lunged at you.
You turned into a ghost and Alex accidentally made you go inside him. The young man growled and tremored.
"UNNGGG! G- GET OUT!" shouted Alex.
He put a fight and you let him win a little because it entertained you. After some wrestling, you pushed him out of the driver's seat and took over. Alex stiffened and breathed deeply as you possessed him back.
"I knew that there was a fighter in you, Alex. But it's too late for that, now I'm the real Alex, and you're my host," you said.
Your phone vibrated again and you smirked. Miles was done with work and wanted to see him as his house. You sniffed your armpits and laughed. You smelled like a real man, but a quick shower would not hurt for your first date as Alex.
You walked with arrogance upstairs and headed into the bathroom. Once inside, you pointed at yourself and winked.
"Hey, hunky boy!"
You laughed and took a shower. The hot water on your toned body felt great. Your dick was hard again and you jerked it off. Your other hand caressed your sculpted torso as you did so and you came.
"Shit! Three times in one day? What a fucking stallion," you said.
You washed your sweaty sexy body with soap and semen. Once done, you put some Axe on your hairy armpits and wrapped a towel around your waist.
"Fuck, I look so sexy."
Miles told you it was a costume party, so you dug through Alex's wardrobe. You remembered that your father gave you a Wolverine costume, but Alex never put it on, since he thought it would make him look like a douche. Of course, you absolutely wanted to be a gorgeous douche as Alex, so you put a white tank top on and another pair of jeans.
You also noticed that Alex wanted to wear a necklace his ex-girlfriend had given to him. You huffed and threw it out of the window. The final touch was Wolverine's claws and you were very satisfied. Your muscular body made you totally look like him, and you now had the cocky personality to boot.
Once at your car, you removed the claws and put them in the backseat, since you could not drive. You stopped at a supermarket and bought a pack of cigarettes. Alex hated smoking, but Wolverine did it all the time as real men did. You lit up a cigarette inside your mouth and coughed a bit, but loved the empowering feeling it gave you. You parked in front of Miles's villa, put your claws back on, and knocked loudly on his door. Miles opened and revealed he was dressed as a leather daddy.
"Trick 'r Treat," you purred with your virile voice.
Miles pulled you inside and kissed your neck.
"Fuck, I have to take another picture of you," begged Miles.
"Go ahead," you said.
You posed for Miles again by using your right claws to lift your tank top and show your abs. You sneered as you smoked your cigarette. Miles licked his lips and photographed you.
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