After dropping the ladies off at the gym where I found them, I drove to a gay bar to set my plan in motion. First, I needed to find a gay man that could pass as straight after all of this. After all, I wasn’t in the business of ruining lives quite yet, just making sure Cooper would need me. I took a look around before I found the perfect guy: 6’2” Italian man with a thick beard and clearly some thick muscles under his shirt. I talked to him for a bit and learned that his name was Antonio, and found that his type was muscular bears, preferably ones who were taller than him. I knew I could work with that and continued the hunt, this time to become Antonio’s type.
First, I found a guy who was 6’7” and swapped height with him. As soon as I did so, I quickly took my shirt off, seems I also swapped his preference for clothes. I then found another guy who was up on stage, he was a bit shorter but had big, thick muscles that I traded my fat for. After that trade, I found myself flexing as I walked, I had inherited his hobby of working out. Finally, I found a guy who was covered in thick black hair, who quickly became hairless and I had a thick pelt of hair covering my body. I also seemed to gain his deep Russian voice, which caused the new hair on my new muscular chest to vibrate as I spoke. I finally returned to Antonio, who couldn’t keep his eyes or his hands off me. Mission Accomplished.
I returned home with Antonio and found Cooper sitting on the couch watching TV. “So is this what we’re doing now, Devon? You’re just going to come home looking like the fantasy of your latest conquest?” I looked in the mirror, admiring who I had become. Tall, muscular and hairy, (but also a show-off who loves working out and has a deep Russian accent), with Antonio clinging to me tightly. I finally made my last couple swaps for the day. First, I swapped with Antonio: “I am extremely attracted to taller, muscular bears.” And as I did so, I gained Antonio’s hair and beard, completing the bear look. Next was Cooper: “I am only attracted to women.” I opened my eyes and didn’t notice anything different except now both Cooper and Antonio couldn’t look away from me, and I had very little interest in them. One more swap with Antonio, for my original sexuality: “I am bisexual and attracted to mostly everyone.” I saw my skin and it appeared as though I also became Italian with that swap.
And just like that, I was Cooper’s sexual fantasy and Antonio was leaving as a straight man, just without a beard and no longer Italian. I wasn’t sure what my side effect was from my swap with Cooper until he started grinding against me and I felt myself getting hard - I had received Cooper’s long, beer-can thick cock.
I looked in the mirror one last time before taking Cooper to my bedroom to take stock of everything I had done. I was the sexiest man alive with the libido to match. I was sexually dominant and loved it when people worshipped my body. I was taller, 6’7” to be exact, and I hated wearing shirts. I was covered with thick muscles and loved flexing and working out. I was covered in a thick coating of black hair, including my new beard and the hair on top, and had the deep voice of a Russian man. And finally, I had a 10” long, thick cock and became Italian, and, most importantly to me, I was Cooper’s perfect fantasy. I smirked to myself. This was going to be a fun night.