I woke up with a massive headache. I begrudgingly opened my eyes when I heard a familiar voice whisper, “Morning” I turned over to see my brothers friend Cameron standing by my bed wearing nothing but some tiny underwear. I blinked a few times, not entirely sure if I was still asleep and just have a wet dream. Cameron has always been one of my biggest crushes for as long as I’d known him. I would always get excited when my big brother would have Cameron hang out at our house just because I could get a glimpse of him. He was the same age as my brother so he’s about 24 now. That’s 5 years older then me, not that it mattered it’s not like I even had a chance with this stud. He and my older brother Brandon were the kings of high school from what I heard. Both jocks on the football team who apparently got the hottest girls in school. He was definitely way out of my league. Not to mention the fact that he was straight as an arrow. At least that’s what I thought.
If I didn’t know any better I would say Cameron was looking at me like he was horny. Horny for me. I was really confused and this headache wasn’t making it much easier to concentrate, “Cameron..?” I asked my voice sounding kind of weird like I was coming down with something, maybe it has something to do with this headache. “What are you doing in my room?”
He just smiled at me deviantly, “Bro, what’re you talking about you crashed at my place last night..” He paused then a big grin spread across his face “Brandon.” He added. This caught my by surprise. He knew my name was Kevin, why the hell was he calling me Brandon that’s my brothers name? I started to sit up when I realized how much heavier I felt. I looked down at my torso to see a built body that was definitely not mine, neither were the tattoos, although I’d seen these tattoos before. My heart was racing as I sprung out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I found myself frozen staring at my reflection. I only it wasn’t my reflection staring back at me, it was my big brother Brandon, practically naked in nothing but a jockstrap. I slowly lifted my hand up to my face feeling the rough rugged beard along my chiseled chin. Feeling over all the edges with the look of confusion and shock plastered over my, or my brothers face. I started feeling my pecs which were big and bulging and made my way down to my jock strap feeling a very large bulge, much larger then what I was used to, Cameron who was now relaxing on the bed watching me freak out started chuckling to himself.
I turned over to him and shouted, “What is this?! What’s going on?! Why do I look just like Brandon?! Do you know about this?!” Cameron slowly calmed down from his little laugh session.
“Calm down Kevin, I’ll explain everything.” he said, as he patted the bed next to him gesturing for me to sit down by him. Cameron told me that me and my brother Brandon had swapped bodies, and that Cameron was actually responsible for it. At first I was getting a little made until he continued his explanation. Apparently the reason he switched us was because Cameron had always had a secret crush on my brother. It turned out Cameron was in fact bi. He also noticed how hard I was crushing on him for years which is when he devised this plan. He had cast a spell the night before that we would wake up in each other’s bodies. Apparently the tricky part he said, was making it so that when Brandon woke up in my old body he would remember nothing about his old life. He would think nothing was out of the ordinary and just go on living his life as me, Kevin. But Cameron wanted me to still remember being me including having this massive crush on Cameron. He said it was kind of complex but worth it.