Hard body to soft body

John was taken from his erotic daydreaming by the sound of his front door opening. He peaked out of his bedroom and looked down the stairs at who had entered and frowned.

Arnold was here, the docuhebag his mother was dating. John kneew that Arnold was actually a decent enough guy, as far as he knew anyway. But something about another man in his house had bothered him, especially around his sister and of course his mother. He was tall, brown haired and very manly. He was the very definition of "chad" you could say. An older man that worked out and kept fit, had barely an ounce of body fat to his name with a chiseled chin and broad shoulders. Everything John envied, everything he lacked in himself. And of course was all over his beautiful and curvy mother. John knew it wasnt his fault for this jealousy, but something about him just triggered him. He didn't like this other man in his house, he didn't like his masculine energy seeping into his home.

John would have to rectify this immediately. Gently closing his bedroom door as to not be heard, he scrambled to his computer with a strong picture in mind. He scrolled for what seemed like an hour to find the right picture he had in mind for his first official swap, he didn't really count using his mothers eyes as his first experiment. That was just a test to see if it really worked. No this next swap would define just how far he could go with it, and what he could do with it in the future. A tiny bit of John was screaming away inside of him that this was not going to work, that he was going to embarass himself or that what he had experienced with the eye swap was just some weird vary lucid daydream. He ignored his insecurites in the name of progress, as well as how hard the thought of the swap he was going to make was making him. Finally he had found the right picture in his hard drive, enlarging it to full screen and pulling out the gun. He just knew that all he needed to do was point, think about what he wanted to do and pull the trigger.

Zzzzt!

The gun made a noise in confirmation, accepting this swap and John could feel a power humming through the device as if waiting for it to be used. Johns entire body lit up with electricity, not by the gun itself but by his own excitement.

carefully he made his way downstairs, intent on encountering Arnold. His mom and sister were in the kitchen making lunch and chatting. He could hear both of them giggling about how manly and nice Arnold was, and his sister teasing his mom about what he's like in bed. Something about hearing a comment about "how big he is" set John off and renewed his determination.

Arnold was in the hallway after just using the restroom, he smiled oblivious to what was about to happen to him as he greeted John.

John didn't even give him the chance to open his mouth before he fired the toy gun.

Zzzz!

And it was done, like a blip and a white flash where before there was a tall handsome older man now stood...

Standing in the hallway in the same pose as Arnold was a life sized female latex and rubber sex doll. It stood there, naked for all the world to see with gigantic tits on display wearing a pair of Arnolds old tennis shoes and some cute socks. It swayed for a moment, unblinking, unmoving as if it was about to fall over. Johns breath caught in his throat as he watched it move, like something out of a stop motion movie it moved. John was in awe, it worked and it worked in a way he didnt expect. Not only did he replace Arnolds body with that of a high end premium sex doll, but it could move and walk and..

"Hey sport, hows it hanging?...whatcha got there?" The sex doll spoke, it's cute bee stung lips moving with it's words however it sounded like Arnolds old masculine voice was coming through from an old crackling speaker. John was flabberghasted at this reveal. Just being in the presence of this living animated sex doll with a mans voice had served to get him hard instantly. It moved oddly, but the display was increadible to witness. It's humongous breasts, wide hips and sexy legs were surreal to see in action. They bounced with every movement it made, it even simulated breathing!

"hello? earth to Johnny boy? you there?" It laughed, that deep masculine voice emenating from some speaker box deep within it's body. John's breath hitched in his throat when he noticed that when it opened it's mouth that the throat was nothing more than a rubber sex toy. Beyond it's lucious lips was nothing more than a pocket designed for taking cocks, no doubt the same was true for the synthetic vagina nestled between it's rubber thighs and the tight rubber sphincter in between it's perfect bubbly ass cheeks. John noticed he was also more than a head taller than the doll, staring down at it while it's glassy unblinking and unmoving eyes stared back up at him. The default expression seemed to be a thousand yard stare of coquetish lust defying whatever expression or intent that the man who had become a sex doll was trying to convey. John wanted nothing more than to grab at the sex doll, take it upstairs and ravage it.

However John had an idea, he set the swapping gun down on a shelf nearby and pretended to walk forward, only to deliberately trip on his feet. This sent him crashing down onto Arnold, the living sex doll.

"Woah!" Arnold cried, unable to hold Johns weight since he was entirely made out of rubber, silicone, latex and plastic. John was amazed that he even smelled fake as he fell into a heap atop it. "Accidentatly" copping a feel of it's breasts and thighs. Digging his fingers into the soft rubber flesh in order to right himself. Arnold had **** to but to take the molestation, his body lacking any sort of muscle or bone or anything organic to resist. The huge tits were firm and pliant, and had the weight of a very expensive sex toy.

"Sorry Arnold, I was sort of ...daydreaming" John said, but not seriously his tone was more condescending. However, as he "struggled" to get up. He copped a few more gropes as he stood back up and nearly laughed at the position that Arnold was in on the floor. His arms were pointing up while in the "hug me" pose and his legs were spread eagle with his knees bent in the position any sex doll would be propped up in. John was amazed at this, not only did he have the body of a sex toy, but the instincts of one.

"It's okay bud...say...im a bit stuck, think you could give me a hand? you know what being on my back does to me...sometimes I feel like a turtle" Arnold laughed, only it sounded and looked odd coming from the completely inert sex doll lying on the hallway floor. Unlike before when it was upright, when it's back hit the floor it locked it's position in the ready for sex mode. John thought if he was completely helpless unless someone helped pick him up, as the case seemed to be as Arnold just layed their completely motionless. He could admire the body of the sex toy at his feet. The rubber cleft at it's crotch was enticing, it opened slightly and John could make out how the insides were also just another cock pocket designed to give dicks maximum pleasure. And the cute little rosebud down below promising just the same.

John could still his mom and sister laughing in the kitchen, and noticed a change. They were talking about "how big he is" when referencing his penis, and now he could distinctly hear his mothers voice talking about just how big and lucious his tits are compared to hers. His sister joining in on the giggling. The mere thought of his mother dating a sex doll like this nearly caused him to cum right on the spot, what was their life like now that Arnold was a sex toy that could talk and move. What did Arnold do for a living even? did he eat? how did he grow up? these questions swirled around in his head before he was interrupted by his mother clapping a hand on his back.

"John! why on earth arent you helping Arnold get up? you know what he's like when he gets on his back...what am I going to do with you!" His busty mom said with a dissapointed frown. Athena had her hands on her hips and shook her head.

"It's okay, it happens...besides he said he was daydreaming...not really looking where he was going. go easy on him...I remember what it was like when I was a guy his age" Arnold chuckled lightheartedly, still unmoving his female sex toy body on the floor. "Honey could you?..." he trailed off. Athena just nodded and gathered up the fallen sex toy, grabbing it by it's midsection and hefting it's gigantic rubber tits over her shoulder like a limp sack of potatoes. Arnolds new body musnt weigh that much now if even his mother could throw him over her shoulders, its tits dangling like pendulums as she carried it into the kitchen with her. His mom turned to face him, giving John a good view of Arnolds naked and sexy rubber ass. The cleft of it's rubber pussy wobbling with the movements his mother made.

"John, just go get dressed since Arnold his here...you know it'll be an hour before he can move again. Im making some tea so come down when you're ready" Athena sighed, as she went out of view.

John didn't know wether to do as his mom said, or go up to his room and jerk off right this instant...or rather should he make more swaps.

He grabbed the gun off the shelf and went back upstairs, thoughts of the endless possiblities squirming around in his mind.