I pulled out the hairy chested jock suit and laughed as I recognized the face. It was that snotty senior who was the star of at least 3 different sports: football, wrestling and baseball. He was constantly picking on smaller non-jocks. I cringed recalling the times I'd spent in a headlock sniffing his sweaty armpits. I just had to put him on.
There was a note attached to the zipper pull explaining how to clean it, instructing how to wear it (must be totally naked, no underwear or jewelry), and warning that if the zipper pull was broken off the change would become permanent.
I made sure my door was locked. Standing naked in front of the mirror, I stepped into the jock suit.
"Oh, man this is silly. I really shouldn't," I muttered, "But man this is too hot not to."
Todd was a hundred pounds heavier than me, so I wasn't sure how well he would fit. I was pleasantly surprise to find that he fit like a glove. Each toe wiggled inside his toe, and it filled them out perfectly. I figured that my feet just looked bigger inside the suit, and that I'd be my same size - the part of my fantasy that I'd become the guy just didn't seem attainable. But this was going to be dang close.
I had just pulled the suit up to my waist, when I gulped in surprise. It felt like my cock and balls had been sucked into a vacuum. I'd heard Todd Merrick was hung like a horse, and I'd seen the bulge, but it hadn't prepared me for what now hung between my legs. I touched peeled back the foreskin and felt the mushroom tip. I could feel it. Somehow my wee weiner had grown to fill it. Cool maybe I would be life-size.
Hastily, I pulled the rest of it on. I stared amazed at how my eyes blinked with his eyelashes - wait they were his eyes. REMARKABLE.
I hesitated with my hand on the zipper pull. Then gently and rapidly pulled the zipper up. I was tempted to snap the zipper pull off and become a jock permanently. However, I didn't think there'd be room at my school for two Todds. I contemplated creating havoc for Todd, as he could use being taken down a notch or two. Maybe suck a few of his jock buds' cocks, and see what that did to his rep. Better yet, suck the Chess nerds' cocks. I chuckled imaging Todd's red faced protests that it was him on the streaming video...
The zipper pull locked into place with a click. Then to my shock, the suit came to life.
It jumped. It looked around. It broke into a panic sweat. I could see, and feel it all. It was like I was inside Todd, just along for the ride.
"WTF! Where am I?" Todd's voice muttered nervously, "One minute, I'm in the gym then those weird little midgets in green suits grabbed me. What the hell is this?" He started to tug on the pull tab of the zipper.
"No way, I don't want to be you forever," I exclaimed thinking about all the suits I wanted to try on. I released the tab, and lowered my arm. I felt a very slight resistance.
Now Todd was trembling, and looking around the room.
"Who said that? What's happening -?"
"Shut up, and enjoy the ride, Todd," I said with his voice cutting off his own monologue. I realized this was my fantasy, I was in control, Todd was along for the ride.
I could access all his memories, but apparently, he could access none of mine. He wouldn't know who was wearing him, unless I told him.