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Nelson winced in pain as a dull throbbing feeling pulsated in his head. Just the day prior, he was confronted by Mark and his friend Shawn and they accused him of sneaking into Mark’s room to himself a picture from Mark’s phone for being the “thirsty faggot” that he was. Before Nelson could even reply, they battered him to the floor and threatened him that he better “keep his eyes to himself”. Throughout this whole ordeal, one image stood out in Nelson’s mind. He saw fear in Mark’s eye. Mark knew there was another part of this story that he didn’t fit their narrative. It was the simple fact that people don’t suddenly wake up to find themselves well in the middle of a jerk session.
Nelson wanted to instill this same fear into Shawn. But how? It would be a bit too boring for him to try the same trick on Shawn. He needed something more embarrassing that would send a clear message to both of them that they were the ones who needed to stay in their own lane. As Nelson pondered some potential plans, an idea fell right into his lap all thanks to a conversation he heard from his target, Shawn.
“Man I gotta hit the dump” Shawn’s muffled voice emanated from Nelson’s door, “really regret trying milk in my protein drink”. Oh, so he is lactose intolerant, Nelson thought. It’s payback time.
It was a late Saturday morning, and the dorms were eerily quiet than the usual weekday commotion. The plan was in place and Nelson projected himself once more as felt the bareness of being outside his body. He looked down to see if the silver connection was still there, but he saw it has been completely severed. He had to be quick about this.
Without a thought, he located Shawn’s shared apartment and found him in a deep slumber. Apparently, he was still knocked out from the hard-partying he did last night. Without a second delay, Nelson dove right into Shawn’s brawny chest and just as before, he felt the familiar warm tingling sensations of having a body again.
“Let’s get this ball rolling” Nelson chuckled in Shawn’s voice.
It was midday by the time Nelson got back into Shawn’s apartment, and in his hands were three-gallon jugs of milk rustling in plastic bags. Placing them on the counter, Nelson whipped out Shawn’s phone and started recording.
Nelson flashed a smug look into the camera and nonchalantly said: “It’s feeding time”. One by one, Nelson uncapped the milk carton and impatiently chugged the cold liquid down Shawn’s throat. Cold trickles of milk flowed down Shawn’s chest as Nelson continued to drink away, feeling his stomach slowly getting fuller and fuller.
“This one’s for you”, Nelson snickered as he forced himself to drink the second and third jug with gusto. Upon the last sip, Nelson bellowed out a large burp as he slammed the last empty gallon of milk down onto the table. He felt like his insides were going to burst open as he grabbed Shawn’s phone and smiled into the camera.
“Not done quite yet with my new protein shake recipe,” Nelson laughed wholeheartedly. He sat down on the couch, feeling his soaked shorts press against his legs and looked down at Shawn’s heavy body. Gone were Shawn’s abs as they were replaced with a full potbelly of milk. Nelson snickered as he played with Shawn’s nipple piercings, moaning in pleasure as he slid the barbells back and forth which sent a tingling sensation that coursed throughout his body.
As his final act, Nelson slid off the soaking basketball shorts, releasing Shawn’s cock at full mast into the air. Ravishingly, he grasped Shawn’s dick and stroking it slowly as it sent shivers up his spine. Nelson ignored the increasingly loud moans of pleasure as with each pump he spewed all over Shawn’s chest.
Nelson raised Shawn’s hand to the pool of juices and ladled them into his hand, feeling the warm juices congeal in his hand. He flashed a toothy smile into the camera.
“Can’t forget about the protein” Nelson teasingly said while raising Shawn’s eyebrow in delight. Unsure of what it would taste like, Nelson sucked on his finger covered in Shawn’s juices. Facing the camera, Nelson relished the salty flavor until there was not a single drop left on Shawn’s heaving chest.
“Cheers to my protein; let me know if you want to try it too,” Nelson said winking into the camera. Ending the video, Nelson watched his creation in replay and chuckled at how perfect it was. He sent the video to Mark and texted, “Who's the thirsty faggot now?”
Nelson sat back down, slowly starting to feel the effects of drinking so much milk in Shawn’s body. First came the rumbles of gas building up and the urge to pee. Nelson gritted his teeth and endured the unpleasant sensations. He wanted Shawn to experience it in all of its glory. About thirty minutes passed before Nelson was not able to hold on any longer. He felt like he was going to burst in both directions, and he was pretty sure he already did. He relinquished control and he flung himself out of Shawn's body.
Just deserts, Nelson thought, looking back at Shawn who was already leaking in the front and back as he came to.
I love this story! there are so many possibilities and I think I have a good idea or separate storyline related to this idea. But one thing, I think its 'Just Desserts' because Desert is the hot sandy land not the sweet plate of food (just one silly grammatical correction, its nothing I know so just ignore me)
This stoy is amazing, love it. Can't wait to see where you take it! Maybe jump back into mark to mess with shawn while he is sick? Also jump in to them and interact with other students? Maybe Nelson finds out he can be both of them at once later on? So many possibilities, cant wait to see what you come up with!
Hey, if you have any potential ideas where you want the story to go, let me know! I have a general idea where I want to bring this, but fresh prompts are always appreciated :)