Tim, 19 year old college student [Possession] Accidentally possessed his landlord's body.

"Hah hAH! Take this, you motherf***er!! How do you like that?!" Tim exclaimed in an abnormally deep and gruffy tone. Luckily for him, he was wearing a heavy set of high-end gaming headphones, so he was temporarily safe from the usual discomfort he got every time he heard his new voice coming from his own throat.

He was playing a first person shooter on a very expensive PC with three big screens in front of him while sitting on a gaming chair that was possibly the most comfortable surface Tim had ever felt against his ass.

The whole setup, including the mouse, the sound speakers and even the table itself, was completely new. And not only that, it was also the best, most expensive hardware readily available on the market.

But not even that jump of quality helped Tim get around playing this videogame like how he used to. His new hands felt rough and clumsy over the mouse and keyboard. His fingers were too big, his hairy wrists too stiff, clearly not used to playing videogames like how Tim had been doing in his own body.

Despite managing to get a few kills, the number of deaths way outnumbered them, so Tim ended up losing the game and getting his account demoted to an inferior division. The former scrawny boy cursed over and over. But at the end he just gave up with a sigh, putting aside the headphones and scratching his bald head in frustration. How much had he descended in the rankings since he accidentally possessed this gross body? He wasn't sure, but he wisely decided to stop playing with his main account until he finally got some skill back. Or until he finally managed to get out of... this.

Tim looked down at his ample belly with clear disgust. Even after 8 days, he still failed(or refused) to accept that flabby mass of flesh and fat as his own. He had been a scrawny-looking boy not heavier than 60kg(132lbs), but now he was trapped in a body that was almost twice that weight. He felt slow and clumsy and... stiff all over.

The boy sighed in resignation and took a sip of apple juice. Well, at least he had all the time in the world for himself. And his new body wasn't short on money, so he could basically buy whatever he wanted.
That, however, didn't make up for the fact that he still was a 19 year old college student trapped in the unsightly body of Kenny, his 42 year old landlord, and had no idea of know how to get out of it.

Tim sighed once again as doing such had become his main tool to fight against the constant displeasure brought by his new physique and the constant awareness of who it belonged to.
After that, he took a bite from a breadstick, and he couldn't help but frown.

"...munch... ugh..." He groaned suddenly while chewing the snack.
Having the tongue of a middle-aged dude moving inside your mouth was okay as long as you forgot about the fact that you indeed had the tongue of a middle-aged dude moving inside your mouth. Self-awareness had become Tim's worst enemy. And that went for every single aspect of his new chubby body: be it touch, or hearing, or smell... Tim was happier whenever he wasn't thinking or actively feeling any of those.

"Damn it, Sue." He said in a deep low voice. "Why did you have to buy that stupid ring..."

He repeated the same thing at least a dozen times every day since the accident had occurred, since his girlfriend had given him that strange ring bought from a dubious trincket shop. She had always been quite a peculiar girl, so Tim had decided to keep wearing that ring in order to indulge her, at least for the day.
But then, after he returned home and was still wearing the damn ring, his annoying landlord had decided that he wanted to do a surprise inspection of Tim's apartment. At which Tim refused, since his home wasn't in a state that his picky landlord would tolerate. So he tried to stop him, but the chubby Kenny would not be stopped. So there was some physical contact, then a sudden light flashed from the ring... and the next thing he knew, his body had merged into Kenny's.

Ever since then, Tim had remained in possession of the older man's body, and he had no idea if Kenny was totally **** or if he had stayed awake, as a powerless passenger in his own body. Would he remember all the stuff that had happened during this time or would he forget about it completely once Tim was out, if he ever managed to get out?
Hahh... so many questions, and the frustrated boy had the answers for none of them.

And to make things worse, his girlfriend had been messaging him nonstop during the last week. She wanted to meet with Tim, but he couldn't agree for obvious reasons. And by now, he was almost out of excuses. After all, she was a student from the same college he attended.

After browsing for a while, Tim felt the familiar pressure down there. Kenny's body had to use the toilet.
So he slowly stood up with a deep grunt and leisurely made his way to the bathroom, moving Kenny's thick legs in the way that felt more familiar, his fat gut jiggling as he walked. There was so much bulk everywhere.

Once he was in front of the toilet, Tim hesitated for a moment, which probably was the most expected reaction of any heterosexual guy with the unfortunate fate of having to touch another dude's wiener. However, he quickly got over it and carefully unbuttoned his pants.

In all fairness, not everything regarding Kenny's overweight body was negative and unenjoyable. Even amongst all its faults, it still had a single somewhat redeeming quality.

Tim inserted Kenny's hand into the opening and spent more time than normal trying to free his landlord's assets from the tight underpants. But after a final pull, Kenny's cock finally flopped out from Tim's pants, and the soft wiggling bulk hit his left leg with a dull plop.
It was always a surreal experience to stare at(and feel) this large flabby rod in a circle of black hair hanging down between his own legs like the trunk of a baby elephant. Just as with Kenny's fat gut, Tim could not get used to it no matter how many times he saw it. But in this case it wasn't due to his displeasure. Even though the thing wasn't 'pretty', looking rough and coarse with thick veins bulging out from its spongy dark skin, Tim had already overcame his initial repulsion of seeing a stranger's dick in his own body. Or at least enough to tolerate it.
Instead, what he couldn't get used to no matter what was its absurd size.

"Alright..." He said, dismissing his own unwelcoming thoughts. "Let's get down to business, okay?"

The boy relaxed his belly and allowed the piss to come out and fall into the toilet bowl. Pissing with Kenny's body was always quick and loud, since even though he had the bladder of a normal person, his urethra was thick enough that Tim thought he could insert his pinky if he still had his original body.
But that was only for the pissing part. Since draining the whole rod from any remaining liquid always took way more time due to its length, and Tim didn't want to risk any of it leaking out once he put the unwieldy thing back into his pants... Which it was also something the boy had to master once he started living as Kenny. To put it simple... being so big down there was an uncomfortable experience, and Tim had to place Kenny's cock in a specific way that didn't hinder him too much, which usually took him an average of 2 to 4 tries to get it right.
He still remembered his first day as Kenny, when he had spent an entire 3 minutes manipulating the stupid thing.

This time however, Tim didn't try to tuck his borrowed dick back in. Instead, he kept staring down at his crotch with a complicated expression on his borrowed face.
'What an ugly prick' He thought while carefully grabbing the mushroom tip between his thick fingers. It was kinda fascinating how not even Kenny's protruding gut managed to hide it from view.

Tim swallowed saliva, feeling quite grossed out but also daring. He grabbed his large balls in a fit of curiosity, feeling Kenny's squishy gonads through his own hand. And then he went an extra mile and inserted the tip of a finger under the loose foreskin. He was doing something quite gross right after pissing, but Tim was too into it to stop.

It was then when he felt the little jolt coming from that hanging meat, so long, reaching so far away from his body... and he immediately felt the response from his crotch, the hormone release, his landlord's massive dick starting to grow.

He had been feeling a bit down recently after Sue's last messages and losing so many games, so... why not? -he told to himself- He was in control of this body after all. For all Tim knew, this was now his own, and he could do whatever he wanted regardless of the landlord's opinion. He had no simpathy towards Kenny anyway so he felt no need to respect his privacy.

Tim's breathing became quicker and heavier, and while his tool was still growing, he allowed both pants and underpants to fall down to the floor, until he was completely naked under the waist. Then, just like that, he stepped out and walked back to the studio. And this time, the jiggle of his fat gut was joined by the quicker and erratic jiggle of his impossing manhood and large hairy balls.

Once he was in front of the desk, Tim immediately grabbed the ruler that he had prepared next to the keyboard and pressed it over Kenny's(now his) cock.

"29cm, or 11,4 inches." The boy muttered while genuinelly smilling for the first time in the entire day. And it was even thicker than the cardboard tube inside a roll of toilet paper.

Despite his precarious circumstances, having such a large tool sprouting from between his own legs was something very enticing for men in general, but especially for Tim, who had never beed too big in the downside department and had developed a bit of a complex because of it. Even if it still looked gross to him, even if he was very self-conscious of the disgusting fact that this dick he was holding between his borrowed fingers belonged to a stranger, Tim could still find his way through the yuckiness filling his mind to truly enjoy himself.

So he immediately sat Kenny's heavy naked ass over the gaming chair, took another sip of apple juice and applied an abundant layer of lube over his throbbing cock. Kenny had many bottles of lube in his room, and Tim had quickly figured that in order to masturbate comfortably with such rough hands it was better to use them. This wasn't the first time he had used his landlord's cock to pleasure himself after all, nor the third, nor the seventh. But it was the first time Tim was the one who initially decided to make it hard and start the whole thing instead of just taking care of it whenever he happened to have a boner.

So Tim finally grabbed Kenny's meat and started beating it vigorously with an ecstatic expression on his borrowed face.
It felt so good it wasn't even fair! The rubbing, the tickles over the groin, the warmth, the waves of pure pleasure, every single sensation was bigger in scale, more powerful and remained for longer than everything he remembered from his own experience in his original body.

Honestly, Tim hated Kenny's body because it was heavy, unwieldy, felt weird, smelled different and looked gross. But he hated Kenny's body even more because it felt way better than his own whenever he actually tried to enjoy himself! He was very repulsed, but extremely jealous at the same time. It was so frustrating!

Less than two minutes after he started, Tim cried in Kenny's gruff voice, while a powerful orgasm shook his entire heavy body. He quickly reached to the empty jar specifically placed at his left side, his clumsy big hand almost making it fall to the floor. Somehow, he managed to grab it in time to insert his engorged mushroom tip inside of it, which immediately started splurting stream after stream of thick white semen in such quantities that it quickly made the crystal jar look as it was filled with condensed milk.

The boy kept cumming for a surprisingly long time, totally subjected to the strong libido of his host's body, while making sounds of which he would later on be ashamed of. But eventually, he stopped, Kemmy's absurd cock calmed down, bending over like a lazy snake, and he fell back with a heavy thud over the chair while looking at the ceiling.

"Fuck..." He said with a gasping voice. "...that was... intense."

Right at that moment, his phone started ringing.