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"Sam Sherman will be captain for the school team this year" announced Mr
Smith the football coach at the end of the training session, it was late
September and Sam had been performing well in all of the training
sessions of the year so far and it seems his hard work had paid off.
Turning round his best mate James was there ready to give him a
congratulatory high five. Sam was considerably taller than James, and
adolescence had dealt him a better hand too; James stood at only 5ft 7,
reasonably short for an 18 year old and wasn't the fittest of guys
either, he much preferred sitting at home playing video games than
getting out and having a kick about. Sam was the complete opposite, at
6ft 2 he was both tall and slim, he had a well toned body but didn't
overwork it, he was aware that he was idolised by all of the guys at
school as well as being desired by all of the girls.
At that moment Dom, Sam's twelve year old brother came bounding towards
him across the field, equally sporty like Sam, Dom trained 2 nights a
week on the school's swimming team but still enjoyed a kick around with
Sam in his spare time. The two were almost identical apart from Sam had
his father's dark hair and green eyes whereas Dom had their mother's
Blonde hair and Blue eyes and there was the obvious difference in that
Dom had not yet hit puberty and so stood about a foot shorter than Sam,
and was still quite baby faced. "We'd better get a move on Sam, Mum's
picking us up from the bottom car park tonight" Dom explained once he
had reached the group of young men on the field, so they said their
goodbyes to James and the other guys, with a few celebratory pats on the
backs for making captain, and they were on their way.
Nicola was just finishing up her coffee with some of her girlfriends
when she realised the time, "Sorry girls, I've got to run." She said,
kissing her girlfriends goodbye and grabbing her handbag. As she walked
through town towards the car park she noticed that a couple of guys were
eyeing her up, and for good reason too, despite being nearly forty and
having had two children, Nicola's physique was incredible, she stood at
5ft 4 and had beautiful flowing blonde hair as well as a pair of very
proportional C cup breasts. As she slid into the driver's seat she
reached into the glove compartment and brought out her lipstick, one of
the things that Nicola believed was that everyone should always strive
to look their best, and this was why she volunteered 3 mornings a week
in a salon in town, so that some of the people less fortunate could have
their hair restyled for free, and it made Nicola feel as though she was
giving something back to the community. As she pulled her red
convertible into the St Adam's High School car park she could see her
two boys jogging gently over. "Mum, I finally made the team captain!"
Exclaimed Sam, "That's great honey" Nicola replied "You really deserve
it, you work so much harder than some of the guys on that team, it's
about time Mr Smith recognised your commitment, how was swimming
practice Dom?", "Same as always, I'm one of the best on the team but
they won't put me up as captain 'cause I'm so young!" he complained.
"You've still got another six years at St Adams! You'll make captain a
lot earlier than I did at the rate you're going!" retorted Sam, and with
that they pulled out of the car park and headed home.
As he was getting out of the car, once they had pulled up outside their
home Dom stooped down and picked up what seemed to be a large coin from
the pavement, he stuck it straight into his kit bag without giving it
too much thought and headed for the shower.
After dinner Dom and Sam left the table to go and play video games, as
they did most nights. "Don't forget to put out your dirty kits for the
laundry" nagged Nicola from the dining room, "Yes mum" they retorted in
unison, both in full knowledge that she only nags for their benefit.
Whilst Dom was pulling his towel and trunks out of his bag he heard
something hit the floor, bending down he saw the coin that he had picked
up earlier... on one side it had some sort of foreign inscription and on
the other what seemed to be an angel where the queen's head would
usually be. He took it with him into Sam's bedroom to show him, "Here
look at this odd coin I found in the street" he said whilst throwing
across the room to where his brother sat on his bed. Dom was jealous of
his brother for some of the cool stuff that he had, being the older
brother definitely had its privileges. Sam had a bigger bedroom with a
double bed and a widescreen TV that he had worked over the summer to
buy, whilst Dom was still sleeping in the tiny bedroom with childish
wallpaper. "You got any idea what it could be?" he asked his older
brother.
"Not sure" mumbled Sam, "Probably just some foreign coin bought over by
a tourist or something." They played video games for a couple of hours
when their mum shouted up the stairs to remind them that it was a school
night and that Dom had to get to bed. This was another thing that Dom
hated, being told what to do by his parents; he envied his brother's
freedom to do whatever he liked at whatever hour of the day. "Okay mum"
he shouted back. "Guess I'd better go then," he said turning to his
brother "Wouldn't want to carry on beating you all night anyway!" They
both laughed and Dom got up to go, "Hey don't forget your weird coin"
Sam said, his outstretched hand brandishing the coin. Dom reached out to
take it and suddenly he blacked out, as he started to come to, he
noticed some strange sensations about his body, the moment before he had
been stood, about to leave the room but now he was definitely lying on a
bed... and before he had been wearing some tracksuit bottoms and a hoody
and now found himself wearing shorts and a tshirt. He looked up and
could not believe what he saw next, there stood in front of him, was
himself.
The only thing connecting himself to his body was the coin that they
were holding between their hands, he got up and went to his brother's
mirror and couldn't believe who looked back at him. Scrawny little Dom
was gone; he was now in his brother's tall, athletic body. His body
joined him in front of the mirror "What the fuck is going on?!"
exclaimed Sam from Dom's body "I'm in your body... it's so odd being so
small and looking up to you." They just stood and stared at each other
for a few long moments before it actually dawned on them what had
happened, "we should try touching the coin again" suggested Sam from his
new, smaller form, obviously uncomfortable with his now higher pitched
voice. Dom, who still had the coin in his hand reached out and let his,
now younger, brother touch it... nothing. "How can this happen?!"
stressed Sam, "I can't be stuck in the body of a 12 year old boy! I've
just been made the captain of the school football team and our first
proper training session is tomorrow!" "Calm it will you bro," said Dom,
strolling over to where Sam's computer sat on the desk, calling up the
google homepage "we'll just do a search to see if there's anything about
a magic coin online." After a few moments of searching they found a site
called spellsrus.co.uk which had details of various artefacts thought to
be magical, on this list they found a picture of the coin which Sam was
still holding in his hand, "According to this, it's called the
'Medallion of Zulo'" Stated Dom "It's powers allow two or more people,
or animals, to switch bodies when they touch it at the same time," He
continued. "Well that explains why we switched, but how come it won't
let us switch back then?" questioned Sam. "It also says here that it can
only be used once every 24 hours... so I guess we're stuck like this
until this time tomorrow," replied his brother. "How on earth am I meant
to go to football training in the body of my 12 year old brother?!"
Panicked Sam, "What will Mr Smith and the other guys say when I turn
up?" "Nothing," replied Dom, staying calm "I will have to take your
training session, we'll just have to get through tomorrow as each other
and then we'll be able to switch back tomorrow night just as we did
today."
"Dom I'm not kidding, its gone 9pm you must get to bed immediately!"
Yelled their mother from downstairs. "Okay mum, I'm just saying
goodnight to Sam" Yelled back Dom without thinking about his actions,
luckily Nicola was too engrossed in her favourite soap opera to notice
that the wrong son had replied to her. "Looks like it's bed time then,
little brother" teased Dom with a giggle that sounded rather out of
place coming from the body of a grown man. "Okay, well I'm taking the
medallion to keep it safe until tomorrow" retorted Sam, moving across
the room towards his bed "Get out of here then if I've got to sleep."
"Don't be an idiot Sam," Said Dom from Sam's body "you'll have to sleep
in my bed, what do you think mum would do if she saw that 'Sam' had
given up his comfortable double bed to squash himself into Dom's tiny
single bed? A grown man like myself obviously needs a lot of room to
spread out, got to get a good night's sleep before my big training
session tomorrow!" he chided, an obvious stab at his brother, he could
see that it was really getting to him. "Ok then, I guess it makes sense"
he resolved, heading out of the room, he turned back towards Dom and
said in a hushed tone, so that their mother didn't hear, "But we're
switching back as soon as we can tomorrow!" and with that he dragged
himself across the hallway into Dom's bedroom to go to sleep.
Dom took a minute to reassess what had just happened to him and his
brother, and to make sure that Sam had actually taken his new, younger,
self off to bed. He went downstairs and told his mother that he was
calling it an early night ahead of his first training session tomorrow,
"Ok honey," She replied "I'm so proud of you making captain, my oldest
man, finally in the position he deserves! Goodnight." Dom headed back
upstairs amazed at how he was now able to take the stairs 3 at a time,
whilst thinking how great it was to feel like his mother was truly proud
of him; as Dom he never really achieved much, he wasn't stupid but he
wasn't as clever as Sam and although he matched Sam in sporting ability,
he had not yet gained the recognition he deserved. He went into Sam's
bedroom and shut the door behind him and headed, once again, to the
mirror. He marvelled at Sam's face looking back at him, it was odd to
see his dark green eyes looking back at him, and black hair in place of
his usual blond scruffy style. Moving away from the mirror Dom marvelled
at his new body; his own body was by no means fat, but he still carried
some childhood excess, now that he was Sam however he had a beautifully
sculpted body, a pair of strong biceps, well formed pecs and a modest
six pac made Dom grin with happiness at the opportunity of wearing this
form for a full 24 hours, to see what life as his brother was really
like. He stripped off down to Sam's boxers and jumped into his bed, it
seemed like such a luxury to get into such an ample space to sprawl out.
As it was starting to get late, and he really didn't want to be tired
for tomorrow, he decided he'd better actually get to sleep, as he lay
down he began to feel a nagging sensation in his groin. His hand
instinctively moved down to Sam's penis and he realised that he was
erect... he hadn't thought about this possibility, and thought that
seeing as he would only be here once, there would be no harm in trying
out his new equipment, which was much more mature than what he was used
to. Reaching over to Sam's laptop he called up his browser history which
contained a couple of porn sites, opening up an inviting looking video
Dom got to work, and before long he was bucking in an orgasm unlike any
he had ever had before. His new, fully mature form had so much more
power behind it, and so much more sex drive than his usual body and it
felt electric to be in full control of such power, but after that he
felt absolutely knackered and after cleaning up rolled over and drifted
into a comfortable sleep.
Sam awoke with a start the next morning to find that he was in his
brother's room and it took him a few seconds to remember the events of
the previous night and to realise that for today, he was Dom Sherman. He
went about his brother's morning routine dressing in his brother's
stupid school uniform, which he had already worn for 6 years of his
life, he couldn't stand the shirt tie and blazer, it was so restricting,
but it was just for one day. He packed lunch and Dom's swimming kit into
his bag and headed down for breakfast. "Don't forget your dad's coming
home tonight" Chimed his mother as he buttered himself some toast and
slapped on some marmite, "You don't normally eat marmite love, didn't
know you liked it" she added as he began to bite into a slice, he
immediately regretted it, however much he may have loved marmite, it
seemed that Dom's body hated the stuff and he was grateful when Dom came
down the stairs in his body at that minute, dressed only in his boxers.
"Eat this toast will you, I forgot that 'I' don't like marmite" he
moaned, forgetting that he'd have to actually pretend to be Dom all day,
to everyone, including their mum.
Just then the doorbell rang, Nicola went to answer it, "Dom, it's Chris,
are you ready to go?!" she shouted from down the hallway. Sam had
especially forgotten that he'd have to make an effort with Dom's stupid
friend Chris, who was a complete idiot. "I'm just coming" he called
back, slinging Dom's rucksack over his shoulder and heading towards the
door "Make sure you don't make me look like a prat today," he sneered
back at Dom in his body, "I'll come meet you after football training,
try not to make me look like too much of an idiot out there!" and with
that he turned and left. All the way to school Chris chattered along to
him but he didn't really pay much attention although Chris didn't seem
to notice and just kept on talking until they arrived at the school
entrance where Chris left him to go off to his form room, he could now
fully appreciate why Dom didn't like Chris, but felt obliged to walk to
school with him since they had been friends since they were small. It
was weird for Sam being back in a classroom with such young kids, and
the teacher was so patronising to them and so many rules were enforced
upon them, no mobile phones, no toilet breaks during class, nothing. It
had been two years since Sam had left the main school for the sixth form
and he had forgotten what ridiculous things people got in trouble for.
Most of the day went by without much trouble for Sam, it was frustrating
for him that Dom wasn't the most intelligent boy and so where he knew
there were things he would be able to accomplish in his own body he got
frustrated because Dom's body couldn't handle the capacity and couldn't
comprehend the concepts, Sam found himself having to ask teachers for
help which wasn't something he had done often throughout his schooling
and he realised what it was like to be one of the less intelligent kids
in the class, through just 2 hours of maths he grew to despise Harriet
Brown simply because she seemed to be able to do any problem that the
teacher set whilst he sat and struggled. He was thankful at lunch when
one of Dom's friends brought out a football so he had the opportunity to
have a kick about with them, this body was nowhere near as co-ordinated
as he was used to though... sure Dom was a fit athlete, just like Sam,
but he was a swimmer and a runner, not a team sport player. His lack of
co-ordination meant that he kept missing goals that he usually would
have easily scored and led him to get quite annoyed, "It's only for
today," he kept telling himself, when the bell rang for the end of
lunch.
Dom checked Sam's planner and saw that he didn't need to head to school
until 11:30am as he had 2 free periods, so he decided to work out for a
while. The family had a treadmill and some weights in the garage that
Sam and Gary (their father) used as a makeshift gym. He did 30 minutes
on the treadmill but remarked that Sam's body was not as quick as his...
Sam's body had skill, precision and endurance where Dom's body had
speed. Lifting weights was a completely different story however, Dom
knew that Sam worked out this way 3 or 4 times a week but had no idea
how powerful Sam's body was... he was amazed at the weights he was able
to lift and admired his bulging biceps in the mirror. Once he had
finished working out he went upstairs to get changed and realised that,
for the first time in his life, he didn't have to wear a school uniform.
He looked into his brother's wardrobe and realised that Sam had so much
more clothing than he did, but this was obviously because he needed more
as he didn't have a uniform and could afford to buy what he wanted.
After looking through Sam's clothes for a while he picked out a striped
tshirt and some jeans which he wore with his brother's hi-tops, which he
had always wished he could wear. He packed Sam's football kit into his
bag, admiring his boots as he did so and went to leave when he received
a text message from James: "Hey man is it still good if you pick me up
on your way in? Jx" Dom hadn't realised one of the best things about
being Sam... He got to drive Sam's car! "Yeah sure, just leaving Sx" he
replied to James, picked up Sam's car keys and left the house. Sam
didn't have an amazing car, but that didn't matter to Dom, he had never
been old enough to drive, yet it seemed to be a skill that remained with
the body rather than with the mind and so, in his new form, he had no
problem pulling Sam's car out of the drive and heading off towards
James' house.
When they arrived in the school car park James and Dom went their
different ways, James was an ICT nerd so spent most of his day in one of
the school's computer labs whereas Dom knew Sam spent more time between
the maths and languages departments, as he was taking Alevels in these
subjects, as well as PE. Dom was amazed at how well he was able to
understand complex maths problems in his new body, everything seemed so
clear but the most astounding thing for him was the French class... Dom
knew some elementary phrases but he had only been learning French for a
year and therefore had not yet attained a high proficiency but he found
that Sam's head was like a translator, he had no problem retorting with
"C'est la faute des lois sur l'immigration en France que les gens ne
respectent plus les valeurs de la religion et de plus en plus le pays
devient un pays multiculturel" when the teacher asked "Selon toi, quel
est le facteur majeur qui contribue a la dimunition de la catholicisme
en France?" He couldn't believe it; he could speak at an almost fluent
level without any real effort. It was getting towards 4pm and Dom found
himself watching the clock, he was enjoying Sam's intelligence but what
he was most excited about was the football training session.
Sam headed for the pool when school ended, he wasn't overly looking
forward to it, but he couldn't just skip Dom's swimming practice as it
would make it seem as though Dom wasn't committed to the team. Sam was
so uncomfortable in this body it was unbelievable, used to having a
powerful physique, not to mention being a fairly well endowed, he now
felt so insignificant, especially compared to some of the older guys in
the changing room. Some of these guys were a good foot taller than him
not to mention what they had going on down there once they were in their
speedos whereas Sam barely had a bulge as it seemed Dom hadn't started
growing down there yet. He felt so exposed walking out onto the poolside
and couldn't wait to get in the water so that his puny little body was
concealed by the water. Once he was in the water his outlook on the
session completely changed; Dom's body was so much more at home in the
water than on the land, his body glided through the water at a
remarkable speed, something that he could never achieve in his own body.
He was amazed at the power that Dom's small legs gave him and at the
length of time for which he could hold his breath, it was simply
astounding.
As 'Dom' pulled himself out of the pool the swimming coach, Miss Camm
came over to him "Great work today," she remarked "I shouldn't be
surprised if you don't make captain of the team next year, once some of
the older guys leave, have you ever thought of swimming for a
professional club?" Sam was so pleased with himself, he had obviously
done a great job and hadn't shown Dom up at all, "Uh, I guess I've never
really given it much thought," he replied. "Ok, well why don't I take
your number, a friend of mine is always on the lookout for fresh talent
for her swimming team, they've competed in national galas before and I
think you'd be just what she's looking for!" She added excitedly, "Uh
sure," replied Sam, and gave over Dom's number before heading off the
changing room to pull back on the uniform he hated so much.
Dom could barely contain his excitement as he headed for the team
changing rooms for football training; even if it was just for today he
was going to make the most of being in this powerful form. He pulled out
his kit from Sam's bag and started to undress. He had always envied the
kits that footballers got to wear, sure he loved swimming but there
wasn't anything fancy about it, a pair of trunks and a pool was all you
needed now he got to wear his brother's kit and he was loving it. He
pulled the polyester shirt over his head, loving the feel of it on his
skin. He pulled a jock strap up over his now large manhood to stop it
getting in the way of his fun and pulled on a pair of shorts. His
brother's large shin pads and socks came next and then the bit he envied
most about his brother; the boots. Dom had always admired the statement
that footballers could make through their boots, often wearing bright
colours that contrast heavily with their kit. He picked up his brother's
size 11 boots and began to slide in his foot, he couldn't believe the
way they felt on his powerful feet as he tied them and stood to leave
the changing room. "You'll be needing this." Said Mr Smith as he passed
the PE office, and he chucked him the captain's armband. Dom couldn't
believe it, he had gone from being an insignificant 12 year old to being
the captain of the school football team, he sure wasn't looking forward
to switching back to being a kid again later.
The training session went by without any problems, a couple of guys
picked up on the fact that he didn't really seem to know what he was
doing at the beginning but put it down to first time being captain and
trying to find his feet. Dom couldn't believe the power he harnessed in
Sam's body, precision, endurance and the power that the boots gave him
on the pitch. It was incredible, and he could feel his manhood swelling
as he thought about maybe trying to convince his brother to stay this
way for a while longer. The session ended shortly before 6 and the guys
all headed back toward the changing rooms. "Fancy going for a pint?"
James asked Dom "A few of the guys are heading into town for a couple."
"Yeah sure why not" Dom replied, imagining the look on Sam's little face
when he told him he was going out with his friends.
Sam was waiting for Dom outside the changing room when he emerged with
James and the other guys, "Hey little bro," he said to Sam, grinning,
"We gotta hurry, I'm just dropping you home and then I'm heading out for
a drink with the guys." Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing, "I
thought we were changing back tonight" he said once they were in the car
and out of earshot of the rest of the team. "Yeah we are," replied Dom,
"But we didn't change until about 9 last night so we've still got 3 or
so hours before we can change back." Sam knew he was right, there was no
point in trying to convince him otherwise and there was no way he could
physically prevent his body in the form he now was. "Fair enough but
make sure you come home before 9 otherwise mum'll send me off to bed
before you're back!" he exclaimed. Sam realised that this would be a
great opportunity to keep this form, if only for another night but he
realised that he didn't want to make his brother mad at him, and he
didn't want to lose his old life and friends, as much as he'd love to
stay in his brother's body forever. They pulled up outside their house
and Sam just glared at Dom before hopping out of the car, Dom just
grinned as he watched his now younger brother walk into the house as he
drove off.
As Sam walked in through the door his mother called to him from the
kitchen "Dom can you please get any dirty washing from your bedroom, I
need to put a load on!" so he ran up the stairs and gathered the dirty
garments that were scattered across Dom's room, he also ensured that the
medallion was safely stowed for their switch later, he didn't know how
he would cope if he was forced to spend the rest of his life as Dom,
losing his mates, his sporting prowess and his intelligence and having
it replaced with early bedtimes and swimming practice in this puny body!
Dom spotted James and the rest of Sam's mates sat in a corner as he
entered the pub, one of them had already bought him a beer as a
congratulations on becoming the team captain. Two hours passed chatting
about football, girls and movies they'd recently seen, Dom could feel
his large member swelling once more at the thought of some of these
girls and some of the actresses from the films that Sam's memory served
up to him. The drinks kept flowing, Sam's team mates buying him pint
after pint and when 8:30 rolled round he realised that he was actually
quite drunk. He said bye to the guys and decided he had better walk home
rather than taking his car, he might only be a kid but he wasn't
completely stupid. As he stumbled up the stairs he heard a call from the
living room, he had forgotten that his dad was coming home from his
business trip that day. He walked into the living room where his dad
leapt off of the sofa to give him a slap on the back "So proud of you
for making captain buddy" he said joyously, ruffling Sam's dark hair
"but you smell like a bloody brewery, go upstairs and freshen up and get
your brother to come down here so we can have a proper family catch up!"
Dom turned and went up the stairs to get Sam, "hey buddy" he said as he
stumbled into his old room, "dad wants to see us both downstairs."
"We're swapping back now. Before we do anything else" said Sam from his
bed. Dom didn't like what he was hearing but knew that it was only fair,
plus if he went by Sam's rules now he might allow them to swap again
sometime and he was beginning to feel guilty taking all the credit for
Sam becoming the team captain. Sam pulled the medallion out of his
pocket and stretched his arm out towards Dom, as he touched it they were
immediately back in their own bodies. "Man it feels good to be back in
my own skin," said Sam, "How much did you drink, I can barely stand up!"
"Just had a few pints man, you need to learn to handle your drink
better!" retorted Dom, "You'd better go brush your teeth, dad says you
smell like a brewery!" he added. As Sam turned to head out of the door
Dom asked "Bro, what would you say if I told you that I really enjoyed
the time I spent as you? Would you consider swapping again some time?"
"I can't see why not," replied Sam "It wasn't so bad being you and it
was actually quite nice to be able to get away from studying so hard. So
long as we swap again on a day when you don't having swimming practice,
those trunks aren't really to my taste!" he joked.
Dom remained sat on the bed, clutching the medallion, happy in the
thought that one day he may be able to take Sam's place again.
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