In Plain Sight

 

Lewis was that typical overweight nerd. After school, he went to Anime Club, and walked back to his house in the upper-class neighborhood in his town. Recently, there had been a string of break-ins on his street. People lost their electronics, jewelry, clothing, and anything valuable. A street gang called the “Lotharios” were tied to the crimes, and the police encouraged the residents to call them if they noticed any suspicious activity in the neighborhood.

Lewis walked into his house, and shut the door. His dad was abroad on business, so it was just him alone in the big empty house. That’s why it caught him off guard when he heard a door open upstairs. Suddenly, blue and red lights began flashing outside his front window. Sirens blared as the police began to swarm around the house. 

“You!” Lewis turned quickly to see a man pointing a gun at him from the upstairs landing. He quickly threw his hands into the air, as the man motioned with his gun to come with him upstairs. Lewis did as he was told and he followed the man into his parent’s bedroom. The man shut the door, and Lewis got a better look at him. He was in his 20′s, clearly a street thug, and covered in tattoos. “Get on the bed. And don’t make any noises.” He spoke in a thick Mexican accent. Lewis lied quietly on the bed, as the intruder listened through the door. “I gotta hide. And I got one hell of a good disguise.” 

Lewis had no time to question the man, as he tossed his gun aside, and bolted toward the bed. Pinning him down, the man began to recite a strange latin phrase, as he began to push himself down into Lewis. Lewis screamed in agony as the thug sunk into his considerably larger body. In seconds, his entire body was enveloped by Lewis. He felt the man within him, squirming and fidgeting. His body felt tight and ready to burst, as if his skin could barely contain him. The pain eventually subsided as the thug began to thrust his extremities into Lewis’. His arms and legs, and eventually his head would come into place. His eyes rolled back into his skull for a good five seconds before coming back, only instead of the typical blue, they were a dark brown. Smirking, ‘Lewis’ caressed his gelatinous belly.

“Oy big boy. I appreciate the hiding place.” Almost as soon as he was fully in control, the police burst through the door. After convincing the police the criminal went out the window, they quickly ran in that direction. ‘Lewis’ sighed in satisfaction, as he threw his shirt from the bed. “Stupid gringo cops. Can’t tell a Lothario when he’s right in front of them.” Each phrase Lewis spoke, his voice morphed into a thick, hispanic accent. Completely tense from the possession, he began to pump his cock. With every pump, his skin would tan and firm up. The swollen belly subsided into a lean, trim frame. Tattoos sprawled out across his body, as his underwear and khakis morphed into well-worn boxers and loose jeans. Comfortable red chucks hugged his feet, as a cap sprouted from his buzzed head. A mixture of Lewis’ old face and the sexy latino thug now displayed itself on his head. 

“Ay! I like this gringo! Might keep him a while!” Cried ‘Luis’ as his engorged 9 in cock shot his cum on his tight, inked chest. He rubbed his new seed all over his body like lotion, savoring the sensation and smell. Luis walked to the mirror and winked at his hot new body, the smell of sex thick on his skin. “This is gonna be easier than I thought.”

No one in school noticed Lewis’ absence. His parents believed he ran away. The break ins ceased on the street, and moved across town. However, what surprised the neighbors was the presence of a new sexy pool boy working at the house, named Luis.