Oliver thought it would be cool to know what it was like to be one of his friends... one in particular. You see, Oliver never told anyone that he was bisexual. It was still his own secret. He had a small crush on one of the guys he hung out with a lot, his name is Max. Max is gay and is so cute and so much fun. What does it look like...
No... what does it *FEEL* like to be Max? Oliver had to know. Max was taller, had really tight, curly hair, and a nice butt. He wasn't too much more physically fit than Oliver, but he did have less body hair, which Oliver always liked. As he got home and walked inside he found that he was so absorbed in his thoughts about Max that he didn't even realize the change happened. He started to walk up the steps to his apartment and tripped because the height of the steps was different.
*What the fuck is wrong with me? How could I miss that step?* He thought- and then it hit him. He bolted up the stairs as carefully as he could, trying to not trip, and burst through his door and ran to the bathroom.
Staring back at him was Max. He couldn't believe it. When he blinked, Max blinked. When he flexed his muscles, so did Max. He began to run his hands over his sweaty body. It was so smooth and gentle. It felt amazing. He noticed that his shorts felt even tighter than before and as he looked he noticed his bulge.... or what appeared to be a mountain.... forming in his shorts.
Slowly he pulled his shorts down and his new member sprang out like an excited dog greeting its master.
"Wow..." Oliver said out loud as he held it in his hands. He looked up and down his body seeing how different every nook and cranny looked at his new angle. He felt a feeling inside that he couldn't describe. He continued to caress his body feeling every sensation. He was shivering from pleasure. He turned on his shower and started it hot. He stepped in and felt the hot water blasting his new body. It felt like he was being hugged by chocolate and gold and happiness. Oliver began to stroke at what was now his cock, thinking about how it would be to fuck his own body as Max... As fast as that thought entered his mind he was shooting his load all over the shower. The orgasm was so intense that he almost passed out.
"Man, that's fuckin' weird." He said. "Wait, do I have elements of Max in my own mind now? Maybe I should talk to him..? Does he think I'm attractive?" Oliver thought aloud to himself. For now, he would clean up and get dressed and maybe call Max that evening.
He dried off and walked to his room and started to get dressed. He grabbed a pair of his favorite briefs and pulled them on. They were a little tighter than he remembered... He grabbed a pair of shorts and they also felt a little tight...
"What is happening? Oh... I'm still Max. I need to focus on myself." And as he did that he noticed his clothes loosen up and fit better.