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Writer's pictureThe Possessor

Growing A New Skin Part 1: "Body Goo will help you find the true you!"

Going to university and dating is not easy, nor is trying to find out who you are and what kinds of people you are attracted to. Miles felt like this when he went to university, he had always been academically gifted but socialising for him was hard because he was introverted which didn’t help him either in his romantic life.


One night when Miles was watching Star Trek and shopping on his phone, an advert popped up for a product called Body Goo. Miles didn’t know what it was but he didn’t question what it was because its price was good and the slogan said “Body Goo will help you find the true you! We can shape you into whoever you want to be in just a couple of hours!”. Miles had heard of other body swapping services and shapeshifting apps like the Swapr app, the ModifyMe app and even Modgenica’s body rental services, all of which Miles had wanted to try but was too scared to try.


A week later the box arrived at Miles's apartment building, he picked up the heavy box from the front desk and ran (more like waddled because the box was so heavy) upstairs to get started. Miles ripped open the box and pulled out the five large containers which looked like those big protein containers sold at the gym, reading the instructions Miles realised the big plastic containers were body-suit making gels. All Miles needed to do was empty one of the containers out into a bath (that was obviously plugged) and add the DNA of the person he wanted to become, then leave the mixture for a couple hours so the suit can form.


Miles pondered who he should try on first, after a long hard think and a bit of wank at the thought of being one of the guys he had come up with, Miles made his decision to try on his flatmate George for a little fun. Miles thought going to an American university would give him an interesting experience like the American College experience he saw in the movies but Miles wasn’t like them. Miles was lucky that when he was allocated to a flat that one of his housemates was another British guy called George.


Miles walked out of his room to the living room area where George sat making out with his girlfriend on one of the dining table chairs.

Miles walked into George’s bathroom and pulled some hair strands from his hairbrush. Picking up George’s shower gel, Miles walked out of the bathroom, George slowed down his making out with his girlfriend and looked over at Miles.


“Oh hey Miles” George’s girlfriend said with a smile


“Hey buddy, need anything?” he said with half a smile


“Oh no I just need some shower gel… I ran out” Miles laughed nervously


“Look who wants to smell like a man” George said with a chuckle as he leaned into his girlfriend's shoulder


“Oh stop teasing him Georgie” George’s girlfriend Tamara said with a giggle


“Yeah stop teasing Georgie” Miles said with a chuckle


“Hehe okay, see you later Miles” George said looking up at Tamara and leaning in for another kiss.


Miles left the two to their making out and walked back to his bathroom. Taking the short blonde hairs out of his pocket, Miles dropped them into the thick milky goo. Miles stood there in front of the bath to see if anything would happen when he put the hairs in but nothing did so Miles went to his bed and put his headphones on to study.


A couple hours later, Miles walked into the bathroom to check on the goo. Miles found a replica of George which looked deflated.


Miles got undressed and pulled the suit from the residual goo left in the bathtub. As he had read the instructions, Miles pulled the mouth of the suit open wide enough to step both feet inside of the suit. Sitting himself down on the toilet, Miles rolled the top half of the suit up to pull up the bottom half up to his waist. As soon as his waist entered the suit and he pulled the suit up further he felt his penis align with George's, the feeling of sliding his cock into the duplicated version felt like putting a condom on. The thought of having George’s cock made Miles hard, the thought made his blood rush to his cock making it semi hard. Miles smiled as he saw George's cock become semi-hard.


Hurrying up, Miles pulled the top half of the torso up to his armpits. Squeezing one of his arms through the mouth opening, Miles slid George's right arm on like a glove. Pulling the other side up it was weird for Miles to see George's right arm doing what he was telling his right arm to do. Sliding his left arm into the other arm, Miles pulled the mouth over his shoulders to his neck.


Pulling the top of the head over his head, Miles pulled George's forehead over his own like he was putting on a batman hood. Slotting his ears into George's, Miles reached the final bit which was the lower lip and jaw. Moving the lower lip up towards his, Miles pulled the bunched up skin at his neck towards his face to get the skin to where it needed to be. Miles felt the suit begin to clasp onto his skin and almost merge with his skin so that the suit felt like it wasn't even there. Miles felt the jaw and the neck even themselves out until the suit was completely on.


Miles smiled with a childish glee as he looked down at his new body. His hands moved over his new chest and torso. The sensation was like nothing he had ever experienced before, the feeling of someone else's finger running down a foreign body was surreal.

It was stranger as not only did Miles feel the touch on the skin he felt the skin through his fingertips, the soft skin with flexed muscles below felt strange since Miles never had such defined muscles like George.


As Miles looked at George's face in the mirror, he straightened himself so that he was standing up right. Taking a breath Miles looked down at George's member which hung between his legs. Miles giggled as he looked down at it, Miles had felt it hit the inside of his legs as he’d walked over to the mirror but he wanted to surprise himself so he had stopped himself from looking. Reaching his hand down, Miles wrapped his fingers around the flaccid cock which hung down. The simple feeling of Miles’ fingers began to send sensations through his new member. Miles felt his new cock get firmer in his hand, Miles began to move his fingers up and down the shaft as more blood rushed down.


Miles laughed as his new cock, which was a marvel, stood up in its full glory as his hand moved up and down it. Miles stepped back and sat down on the toilet seat as he carried on to stimulate his cock. Miles moved his hand up and down the thick stick of meat as his breathing got deeper. Miles moved his hand up and down inching himself ever closer with each stroke, breathing heavier Miles sped up. Moving faster he began to grunt as he breathed out, Miles dropped his head back as he got closer to the climax. With one last stroke Miles’ cock squirted out a long stream of warm cum which was flung up Miles torso.


Miles lay back into the wall as his breathing returned to normal, with his eyes still shut, Miles brought his hand up to his abdomen. Running his hand down, the feeling of having someone else's fingers touching sticky globules of cum on a muscled abdomen was such a foreign feeling.


Miles laughed as he continued to massage his hands over his chest with the cum. Standing up Miles walked over to the mirror. As George looked back at him, Miles played around with different expressions. First he played George sternly with a calm collected demeanour.

Wrapping the towel in a way George would if he was in that mood, Miles breathed out with a sigh, “oh Miles why do you have to be like that” he imitated George's sayings he had heard before. George was for the most part a nice guy but he did disapprove of Miles’s “gayness” and he had made comments in the past to Miles’ face about how he made George's friends feel.


Switching his expression Miles chose another, as George's stern face was unsettling looking back at him. Next Miles played the jock version of George, pretending to act like George when he was with his other sporty friends.


Changing expression again in the mirror Miles imitated George's snapchat faces with the puzzled look upwards. It hit miles to try George's flirty side, as he changed from the silly snapchat pose.


Leaning one hand on the wall, Miles looked up only a few centimetres from the mirror. “Hy Tamara why don’t we go back to my room and you know” Miles said with a smile as he did the look up and down that George did when he wanted ot fuck Tamara.


Miles changed his mind and recoiled as he thought about Tamara, “ew… Tamara is such a bitch” Miles said with disgust as George had done in the past when he was annoyed with her.


Leaning in with the same smile and air of arrogance George displayed when he hit on girls Miles tried again, “Hey handsome, you are looking fine tonight” Miles said looking up at the imaginary man up and down. “Why don’t I buy you a drink and we get out of here” Miles said with a kiss to the air and a cheeky smile with a wink as he tilted his head towards the door.


Chills ran down Miles’ spine as he said those words. He would give anything to see straight jock George hit on a guy like he did with girls.


“Man Miles you are a genius” Miles said to himself in the mirror as he looked at his body. Why doesn’t George try it on with guys, they would swoon over this perfectly gorgeous british jock. Miles had made up his mind that he was taking George out to his favourite bars and makeout with a couple of cute boys.


Opening the bathroom door, Miles listened out for any noise. Walking out as Geroge in a towel, Miles walked to George's room. Knocking slightly, Miles listened but nobody answered. Turning the handle slowly, Miles opened the door to George's room which was thankfully empty. Walking in Miles opened Geroges wardrobe and began to look through his stuff because he couldn’t let George go in any random outfit for his first time to a gay bar, no George needed to dress as he would usually dress when he went to one of the straight clubs.


Miles picked out a pair of jeans and a shirt with a nice jacket which George never wore. Styling the outfit in Georges mirror, Miles gave himself a nod as the look was complete. For a finishing touch, Miles spritzed some of Georges cologne and walked out to have a night as George.

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Didie 💜
Oct 25, 2023

Hope you continue this series!!!

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