This was my chance. How often would I find a guy with the specific sexual desires I wanted for my perfect twink? Before I could consider the wide array of possible side effects, I changed “Brian is a gay man with a fetish for big muscular men.” to “Dorian is a gay man with a fetish for big muscular men.” The world flashed, and I knew the swap was made.
First I had to look at Dorian, see how things had shifted. First thing I noticed was that he was no longer holding hands with his wife. They still stood together, but there was distance between them now. Looking closer, they still had their rings… so I guessed they were more in a “marriage for the kids” type of relationship now, which was confirmed by the fact that the three boys were still browsing in the aisles, exactly as I left them. Maybe in this version of things, Dorian didn’t realize he was gay until recently?
Physically, Dorian didn’t look any different from a moment ago. Still had his thick black hair covering his body, was still short and slightly muscled, still had the long pronounced cock I desired. The only new thing was on Dorian’s face: a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. Looking back at Brian, his glasses were missing, and he was no longer peeking toward Blake. Instead, Dorian was stealing glances at one of the other guys in the store, a taller guy with an impressive chest, though the guy had a bit of a beer gut as well. Not my desired body type, but it was good to know that the swap was a success! Dorian kept palming his large dick through his sweats!
I was getting closer and closer to perfection… I started getting excited, and immediately I knew what to do next…
I would be the type of guy the new Dorian would lust for.