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The Park Attendant

by blufman1

The Park Attendant
I was woken up by the sun streaming into my bedroom. It was a brilliant day after all that can be described as one fucking hot night. I was still wearing the rubber from the night before. A long session of piss and sweat. Boy it smelt good.

I got up and decided not to wash, why the aroma was just great. I headed out to the local park and sat on a park bench and just enjoyed the day. Eventually laying on the bench with my boots up on the arm rest.

I saw a guy, stocky, unshaven, really horny emptying some bins. He was taking an interest in me too, slight looks out of the corner of his eye. There was a bin next to me and it was next in turn, should I get up or just lie here. I decided to stay.

He came up to the bench, he was wearing blue trousers with silver reflective stripes at the bottom, and what looked like 32 hole DMs underneath. They were red, scathced and worn, creases in the leather from wear. His hi viz jacket was filthy and ripped in places. He watched me intently as he played round with the bin. His gloved hand adjusting his crotch as he manovered the bin into a bag.

I sat up, Hi, doesn't look easy that, he jumped, yeah, its not. You must be hot in that gear m8, I said, nice and sweaty?

He was embarrassed, you are hot in your leathers, sorry I mean you must be hot; you got it right first time I said.

You like leather then I said, fuck yeah he said, broad east end accent. I bet you'd look good in em, you look fucking great in work gear, bet it smells great
I like to get sweaty he said, so do I Id like to wipe some of yours on me, do you wanna go in the bushes, no he said I know somewhere better follow me.

I walked behind him as he led the way. A hard swagger as he walked his arms slightly out from his sides, his head down.

He took me to an old underground toilet which was locked off. He undid the padlock, and we went downstairs, he padlocked behind us, won't be disturbed down here.

The place was filthy and stunk of dampness, and the stink of old piss. Old Victorian urinals were still there, the place was inhabited by dust and spiders.

I saw him walking down the stairs towards me, he was stocky and masculine, stubble, cropped head, no grace in his movements' just man. His dick pushed the blue workpants out at the front. There was a damp patch and the end of his dick turning the pant dark blue

He walked up to me, what's your name, Dave I said, you? Jason, his eyebrows moved up and he licked his lips. You like leather boi, do you, Fuck do I he said, id like to get inside yours, feel your stink on me, with that he started to unzip my jacket, I stopped him, when I'm ready boi, suddenly he lashed out one fucking forceful punch right on my chin, I went down

When I woke up, I was strapped in a chair, and electrodes were on me, what the fuck I said, . I realised the chair was attached to a machine. What's going on, don't worry, you will be OK, there was a video playing, hard leather ff, fisting fucking the lot, it was so horny, you like???

Tell me about yourself, He unzipped my leather jeans and pulled out my dick which was hard by now.

Those guys on screen are hot, Id love to exchange with them he said. In fact I want to change with you. Change what, places, have your body, brain life.

Wouldn't that be hot, imagine if you were me. Tell me about yourself, i'm Jason. Fuck off I said what sort of cyber is this.

Its real m8, I took the machine off a guy and have been playing ever since.
Imagine ill soon have your body and looks, your money Your gear and you will be me. You like my body Mr its going to be yours. At this point he got down and started to suck me, fuck it was good, his warm mouth over my dick, I want your dick mr, to have my legs in leather and you my work gear and looks

You a fucking whacko. With this he produced a syringe 'I need to know more about you', I struggled, and he put the syringe in my arm, ‘don't damage my new body m8' he said, soon I started to drift off.

I could hear him talking' this will allow you to tell me the truth Dave ‘what's your name? I told him, he asked for my birthdate address, relatives, pin numbers of accounts workplaces, clubs, everything about me and I was powerless, I had to answer, the drugs had control.

Sounds like you're a rich fucker with a good life, great, ill enjoy it.

His dick was erect. He took off the hi viz to reveal a union jack T shirt tight against his muscled torso. He pulled down the blue trousers to reveal skin tight bleacher and red 21 hole DMs.

He stood on the arms of the chair so his groin was level with my head, here try this, it will be yours soon.

With this he trust his erect dick into my mouth and down my throat, fuck it tasted and felt good, the smell was riveting, I saw the bleachers as he pushed against my face, I was so hard. he kept going till he came in my mouth and then I swallowed. You have my DNA Dave; you will soon have the rest.


That will never happen I said, oh no, he said pointing to his machine when I switch this on, you become a park cleaner, and me the leather man.

With that he redressed and sat on the other chair and pressed a green switch

Fuck I felt strange, so much so I blacked out, when I came round it was dark, I started to move around, and heard a creaking sound of plastic, as my lights adjusted to the darkness, I realised I was in a hi viz jacket. Where were my leathers, fuck what's he done.

I tried to get up but was tied down; there were leather straps around my wrists, and a belt around my chest.

I could feel my legs fastened down near the ankles, I started to strain to get free, and I felt strange as I pushed and pulled but couldn't get free. I shouted, let me go, you fuck. Then the lights came on.

Hi, a voice came from behind, it sounded familiar, how you doing Jason. Who you talking too I said, but my voice was strange.. You boi he said, and then he came into view.

It was half light; the top of him was in darkness and the rest of him in the light. He was dressed in my leathers, fuck there my clothes cunt. Everything outa my mouth felt strange. Nope Jason they are mine now, who the fucks Jason. You are, look at me boi...

He then came into the light. His leathers fit him perfectly; my laced jeans tight on his legs, my high shine Chippewa boots, Hein Gerick jacket and gloves, then the shock. It was my face, he had my body, and he was me.

He had my body and gear, I struggled, NOOOOOOO! Yes I'm you, gonna enjoy my new bike Jason. How do you think I look? Eh? This life feels good,

I'm the rich biker, and you're the fucking filthy cleaner. Let me go you fucking bastard, you're not me I'm no fucking cleaner. In seconds his leathered hand was on my mouth, and then out came a cloth, it was soaked in ether, I struggled and screamed, but had to take in breath, Shut the fuck up Jason. The chair will release you in 5 mins. Heres' your van key the old Renault round the back, you live at 6 Stockwell flats. Heres your key, he put them in the hi viz, you are me... Enjoy. With that he rubbed his leathered hand over my shaved head, and smiled at me. I passed out. He walked out and left me.

The five minutes passed slowly as I struggled. I could feel big differences in this body, my arms were bigger than before and my thighs, I stunk, of sweat and dirt, it was intoxicating, but I was terrified, who was I.

Suddenly the chair unlocked itself, and I quickly jumped out. I started to feel my face, lots of hard stubble shaved head, it felt thuggish. I searched around and found a mirror; I cleaned it off and stared into it.

What I saw terrified me, it was someone else, not me, younger, masculine, dumb and thuggish looking. I liked it. I started to feel the body, I had lost 6 inches in height but gained it in girth. My pecs were huge. I stripped off and started to look and feel, tatts piercings, my dick was huge and thick, pierced and hard, fuck I liked it.

I redressed in those stinking work clothes, and went upstairs. I found his car out back and got into it. What a fucking tip, papers old cans, it was disgusting, and this guy was a fucking filthy slob.

The van was old, a wreck. I started off and got eventually to his place. It was a council block, 3 floors high. His flat, or mine now, was on the top floor in the corner. There was a grill over the door which I unlocked. Then the door had two locks I opened the door and in I went. It stunk of piss. There was a lounge bathroom kitchen and bedroom. They hadn't been cleaned for years paper cans food all over, clothes on the floor. Lots of the gear caught my attention. It was mainly skin gear, bleachers 20 hole DMs, fucking horny I thought, and this new dick started to jump.

I went into the bedroom and it was just a mattress on the floor a few blankets and a rubber sheet, nazi pics covered the walls and a swastika flag. It stunk off piss sweat, and cum. It was a hole.

I started to feel a craving what I didn't know. I saw cigarette buts all over so decided to light up, fuck it was great my lungs just took it in and embraced it. What a feeling.

I stripped off the work clothes and started to look at this body. Fuck it was thuggish and horny. I had tatts on both arms, top and bottom, Nazi flags and insignia, A swastika over my left breast. Celtic designs on my back and legs.
Tats of runes on the back of my neck.

I moved the huge hands and and stroked them over my pecs and tits, the hair on my chest felt so soft on my hard calloused hands, I moved down to my stomach and felt the outline of a six pack. Then round my thighs to my hard pert arse.

I was pierced a huge prince Albert in my dick, a ring in each nip, rings in my nose, three on my left ear. I was a horny fucker. My dick was hard and seeping, I held it, and it was so fucking hard. I put my finger in the pre cum, smelt it and tasted it, it was sweet and good.

I picked up a pair of pissed on and filthy bleachers and put them on, over my thick hairy legs, they were tight around my new pert arse.This new dick was rampant it was hard to get it in the pants.

Then I saw some red 20 hole steel toe capped DMs, woof I thought. There were some long socks next to them so on they went, boy the reeked, then the DMs it took me ages to lace em but they were so fucking horny. I looked in the mirror and fuck was I something. The braces on the bleachers hung down near my arse. I looked at my huge muscles arms and good smell my pits, I moved my head uder them and enjoyed the man stink, rubbing the sweat from then on my nose.

I found a union jack T shirt stained and stinking of BO, it almost knocked u out and put it on. It was tight showing off my new torso.
I was at that mirror looking from every angle, enjoying each view.

I lay there on the stinking rubber sheet in stinking gear with an unwashed filthy body of a thug, and was in heaven. Smoking away. What a fucking trip to tell my m8s about.

I woke up to a knock at the door. I stood up quickly forgetting where or who I was. A bit of panic, who is it?

I pulled myself together and opened the door; three skin heads said hi m8 and walk straight in. here u go said one, and passed me a beer.

How u doing Jase one said, I went along and soon got into conversation with them. Frightening looking thugs, but all so fucking horny and masculine.

The ciggs were out the beer being passed around, then one brought out a DVD, stick this in Jase. I put the DVD on, and sat on a sofa next to another skin called Ed, who put his arm around me. I snuggled in and didn't say a word. The vid started, it was hot skin on skin porn. Lots of nazi overtones.

But man on mansex like id never seen before. Ed got his dick out, and look at me grabbed the back of my head, down boi, he said and manoeuvred me to the floor, His dick was huge tattooed and pierced. Woof, I got down and started to lick and suck.

He was a filthy fucker pushing his seeping cock deep inside my mouth and throat. The thoughts in my mind, hard muscled thugs and me one of them. I held his worn 20 hole black DMs as I enjoyed his taste. By this time the other two were at it. One of them had laid out some lines of coke. ED pulled up my head and started to snog me his tongue in my mouth nose ears. We walked over the table and started to snort the lines.
MY whole body was vibrating with excitement. My dick so hard and solid.
I actually liked who I was now.


The night rolled on, sex followed, fisting fucking you name it the drugs were plentiful the beer and ciggs, me and my ed shared everything. Then all 4 of us john and reg ended up on the bed, piss, drugs a dick in my arse my mouth my dick in everyone's arse, fucking hell it was great.

We all stripped off, I had turned off the light and lit some candles. The syringes and drugs were laid out We enjoyed the feelings and just drank spirits till we were paralytic. The Viagra kept us all hard, I was lying on the rubber sheet with Ed, when reg started to piss on us both. Reg was rubbing the piss into our skins and massaging my dick
I got onto my knees, and Reg got down and started to suck at my dick and balls, Ed was kissing me his tounge deep in me as John started to push his dick into my man cunt

I was tingling all over as he entered deep inside of me
This is what I really wanted to do and be.There was no way I was giving this up, I was now Jason, I was the skin. I wasn't going anywhere.


It was 11 am I woke up and went to the loo. I looked down and saw my new dick and legs and remembered last night, Reg followed me and within seconds he was inside me
Pissing in my arse. I loved it.

Ed was a muscular well built guy, shaved all over, deep blue eyes. I think we were an item if not I wanted to be. I washed regs piss off my legs, and got back on the bed with ED, and put my arms round him, He snuggled in

My dick was like iron, as I manoeuvred it to his hole, then I started to push, my hand held his dick as the other massaged his tits

Gradually I worked my way deep inside of him, my balls banging against his arse. He got on all fours, and I went in-between his legs and fucked him rigid doggy style


He grunted and groaned with sheer pleasure. I rammed him so hard his head hit the wall, my balls just strained and I emptied pints of my man cum so deep inside his guts. He just shivered with excitement and pleasure. .
I lay on top of him. And we slept
It was 3pm we got up naked, and made a cup of tea, he kept feeling me arse chest dick kissing me,

We talked and talked. Then I realised he fancied me but he wasn't mine. Fuck, I couldn't believe it, but it was me in Jases body, should I do this or wait till I change back. No fuck it I wanted him, Fuck Jase I had his body I wanted Ed. I asked him to stay with me, he said yes.

I watched him intently, as he started to dress, he picked up his undies and put them on, his dick an d balls filled them so well. ‘give me them' I said, I want part of you on me. He smiled, ‘you fucking perv' I smiled. He pulled them off his dick and arse and handed them to me. I smelled them, pushing them against my nose, his smell was intoxicating.

My dick was attached to my nose. I pulled his undies on, they caressed my arse and dick, he started to feel me in them and kiss me. I wanted every liquid he could give me, his stink all over me. I was in love.

I picked up some stained bleachers, more white or dirty white than blue, and put my feet into them, pulled them up over my muscular legs and over my arse and dick. My dick showed its shape against the denim, and that was yellow and grey stained with piss and dirt. Oh they felt good, then the socks rank and sticky and red worn 20 whole DMs. Ed laced them for me as I caressed his back and head, he sucked at my shaft under the jeans, and he laced my DMs.

I put some huge rings on each finger some dog tags round my neck.
He dressed in a similar way. Lets go out he said.
I looked at him and pushed him against the wall, and started to kiss him my tongue caressing his mouth, he tasted good our dicks were touching getting bigger, Fuck you dirty bastard, let's get out here or ill end up inside you again, OK I said.

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