I'm not being treated like this, thought Joey. "I wish me and Fred would swap".
He felt a strange sensation all over again, before he realised he was now feeling so much stronger. As the familiar feeling of a hard-on in his crotch returned he marvelled at how powerful he felt. He loved the look of his muscular biceps as they encircled the neck of this fit chick he was pounding in and out of. He wished that his arms were a bit more tanned, but couldn't see a change. His cock felt the urge to penetrate deeper and deeper, but as he did so, Joey glanced at Fred's arm, which was now his. He was shocked to see there was no ring on his finger. This fear ran right through him. And he stopped pumping the dainty body in front of him. There, in Fred's control, was the ring.