One Size Fits All (body swap)

It was no secret I Malcom Green was a fat slob.  I had to look at myself in the mirror every morning and I wasn't very happy with what I saw.  I had tried every concievable diet remedy but at my age of 49 nothing seems to work.  I would exercize if I could but my back went out last year and now I am on disability.  I guess I am just doomed and destined to be the big fat obese Malcom for ever!

The jump into the shower isn't much better.  All i want to do is jack off, but with this gut overhang the hopes of a gradifying ejaculation are gone before they start.

So I lather the best I can to remove the stench my body seems to creat because of all the fat I carry.  I know that with in a hour of time I will smell and my co-workers just seem try and stay away from me. 

The work at the post office is not hard, as I said I had a disability and don't lift much weight. I just sit in a chair sorting mail all day and thank God that I at least have a job.

On the way home one night while walking to the bus stop, i noticed the window display in the men's shop near the post office.  There in the window is the Mens Private Collection- a spread of hot men's underwear and other night grear and of course hot looking Dummys with waists of 28-30 inches and bodies that look like gym rats.  Who can fit into that stuff I thought to myself?  Regardless, the sight was nice to look at and it always got my cock semi hard to imagine being able to wear some of that stuff and look that good.  Those dummys always had just enough crotch padding to make you want to cream your pants. Oh well I thought, maybe in my next life!

As i began to turn away, i noticed a sign under the price which said, "One Size Fits All" and giggled for a moment, then thought to myself, well heck at least i could fit into them- so i went into the store and walked up to one of the athleticly dressed mens department sales guys and asked, "Your telling me that those underwear your selling is One Size fits All?"  The young good looking sales guy said, "Yes sir, we garentee you'll look just a good" and then put a selection of what was displayed for me to choose from. 

Still in shock of what he said, I questioned him again-   "Listen young stud, Look at me- Your saying I will look as good in these Unders?"   "Sir, thats what i said!"  "Now do you want to buy some or what!" 

I could sense there was a line forming behind me for check out so i picked a pair of jockey shorts and paid the kid and as i turned to leave, the guys in line were laughing under their breath at me.

I paid no attention to their folly and just hurried to catch the bus, got home and sat down for a while to cool off from the walk from the bus stop to my front door.

Dam I need to loose a lot of weight I said to myself- I was sweating as i usually do and I wanted to try the underwear on, but i wanted to do it clean.  I went into the bathroom and undressed, taking another look at my obese body and thinking - what if I had a young tight muscular body?  These unders would look so hot on me!

I took my shower, washing off the stench again, feeling a bit of a tingle in my cock as the antisipation of trying on the sexy Jockey Briefs was all i could think of.

I dried off and brushed my hair back then put the towel on the ring and took the package out of its plastic wraper.  I always loved buying new underwear, it had always been a fetish with me since puberty, so this was a nice chance to relive that again.  As i slide the Jockeys out and held them up, i noticed that they didn't look nearly any where close to my size, but a careful inspection of the tag did show the words One Size Fits All.

Well I thought to myself if thats true then I wish this size was the same as the young sales man who sold them to me, and while your at it Dear Lord, can i have his body as well?  

Just then there was a zap of lightning outside as the weather turned stormy and i could hear rain pouring down in a very heavy down pour.  Then there was another zap of lightning and the lights flickered for a time as i was just about to put my first foot through the Jockey leg hole. 

First my right leg and then my left and i pulled them up over my ass and amassingly my over lapping stomach and the waistband  snapped and they were on,  Right then the lights went out and i looked outside and saw lights next door still on and across the street so i figured the main breaker had popped.  I knew the breaker panel was outside so i pulled up my jeans, not buttoning them, but holding them so i could just reach out side the door out back and check the breaker. The wind was blowing hard and rain was falling sideways and i felt a chill i had never felt before. My nipples felt so hard and the wind across my chest gave me the impression of a very tight sensation and it actually felt stimulating.  The night was full of energy and so was i as stood there in front of the breaker box. 

Sure enough, the breaker was popped and i reset it, then turned and walked back inside. As I turned to shut the door, another flash of lightning appeared and gave the arcadia door the effect of a mirror and what I saw almost made me cum in my new Unders. 

The reflection was that of that young kid who sold me the underwear and i was young lean and muscular now and that realization made my cock go stiff in a second.  I quickly ran to the bathroom mirror to confirm it and sure enough there in front of the mirror was that kid's body, but it was me who was inhabiting it.  

Holy shit!  I said as i held up my jeans against my new lean body to hold them up. Look at my chest i shouted, I have hard pectorials and my stomach is ribbed.  And Im young!   Gone was the fat, the stench and hairy older body I was prisoner in and now I would be able to look hot in anything I wore. Most remarkable now was the fact that i could actually see my hardon and gradify myself easily. 

I jumped into be and began to massage my cock as i flicked on the news. As I felt pre cum oozing into my new Jockeys, the news was covering a live report from the store I had purchased my Underwear at. Holy shit I said as the reporter told a very unusual story of a man who through some wierd phenomina had aged 30 some years and had gained hundreds of pounds.   The parametics were baffled as the reporter held the microphone to get the report.  

I began to sweat thinking I had stollen that salesmans life -  the report went on to say that the body was not be immediately identifable and because some of the employees had already left for the night, they weren't sure who the victum was.

Whew!  Maybe I can really live that kid's life if I just show up for work as him!  I knew i wasn't going back to my job! 

And so it was, the next day after buying some new clothes, I showed up and found out who I was and was pleasantly surprised to find out I was a college kid named Kevin Lacy who at 20 was working part time to make extra money. 

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