Hi, Chronivac Support

Soz Boss, forgot what I was doin, haha. I’ll get back to work now!

I don’t think it’s on here, but I’m pretty sure you wrote a body swap story featuring a guy named Reece, and just wanted to say it’s probably one of my favourite things I’ve ever read 🥵

Honestly I’d happily let you change me however you’d want after reading it

The one involving an office jockey getting swapped into the body of a chav? Them becoming a dim building site workie as their identity is sucked into a silver necklace and replaced? Yes, that was me.

Maybe I’ll get around to posting it on here eventually. There was more to the idea that I never got around to finishing. It involved giving him his old personality back but his body still acting as the chav. So he’s forced to witness and do things without control, but over time his thoughts slowly start to align with his body. There was also a boyfriend that came looking for him and…well, the building site coincidentally gets another pair of diligent hands to help out.

Perhaps you’d like to join them? There’s always room for more labourers, and I have a fit young lad willing to swap bodies. The pay is virtually non existent, the hours are long and your brain cells would be in the single digits. But other than that, it seems like it would suit you perfectly. I already have a chunky chained necklace waiting to have your name engraved on it. But it’s up to you, you can continue your dull life, of questioning yourself, feeling inadequate. Or you can embrace blissful ignorance, and be content at being just a simple minded workie for the company.

Yes that’s it, put it on, free yourself of complex ideals and surrender your old personality for my ever growing collection.

Good thicko. And? Don’t just stand there blockhead, start fucking working.

The only thing I have to say is stream Abracadabra like your life depends on it 🪄✨

Recently I’ve been seeing loads of pics of gym guys in tight, probably too small lycra gear, it’s making me jealous of their muscles & confidence, I wish I could be like them and wear tight lycra without a care who sees or stares

You’re browsing wistfully through an online sports gear store when a popup window opens, displaying a cartoonish image of a buff genie in head-to-toe lycra. “Special first time offer loading…” the popup declares, and the genie winks at you as the webpage resets.

Suddenly, something has changed. You start running your hands over the smooth fabric hugging your body and look down to see yourself clad in a tight spandex leotard covered in brand names. Even your body underneath the clothes looks different, bulked up and tan, veins almost visible right through the lycra.

You jump up, checking that the window is shuttered so no one will see you, and scramble to your closet, but inside is more of the same. Every scrap of your clothing has been replaced with lycra. The cotton polo shirts have become form-fitting compression tees. All your slacks are now muscle-hugging yoga tights. And your underwear is all sheer, tight-fitting, and skimpy as hell.

As you blush down to your lycra-clad chest, you hear a cough from your computer speakers, and turn to see the cartoon genie glaring at you from the screen. “Okay, wrong reaction,” he scolds you, his voice tinny and distorted. “Maybe this will fix you.”

Faster than you can react, another loading bar fills and the page resets.

It’s like a fog settles over your head. This is hot, you think, feeling up massive tan muscles through your even tighter lycra one-piece. You love the mesh panels that let everyone see how much of a lycra slut you are. Nothing else is important except showing off your spandex-clad superhero muscles and getting off in your favourite gear.

Another wish fulfilled.

Got a wish you need twisted? Send an ask! Remember to say “I wish” so the genie hears exactly what you’re wishing for.

A very relatable feeling, but that arm definition is delightful too!

Even I want to bury my face in my pits these days tbqh 🥵

You’re cute as is, but let’s bulk you up to make a strong guy that could easily dominate smaller men. However, there’s no fun in it if that muscle is only for show, so let’s make you a rugby player that can show off on and off the pitch, and maybe find someone to worship that post-match musk of yours.

This body is sick mate. Luv the tattoos and my beard. It's weird I know all the rules to rugby now, good thing too cause I love a playing a good rugby match with my mates after work in this body now. Good thing my mates are all as bulky as me so we can worship each others muscles in the showers.

And I thought he couldn’t get hotter

When I finally break bad habits and go to the gym, it’s over for you all!!!

Something a little Kinky

Been a minute !! Hey guys!

Get on your knees

Atta boy! If you keep up this effort for the Summer I’ll see to it to keep you on full time, and even throw in some private sessions in the gym so you can look like me one day!

Still looking for people to pick numbers? I’m indecisive and couldn’t pick a number myself so randomly generated a 6. I hope it helps me become more decisive

You're in luck. Your new body is decisive. You have to be when you own your own gardening company and make your own gym routines.

If you ever need someone to help you with work, feel free to turn me into some muscular manual laborer