The swap mafia

I can't believe I've sunk so low, I lost everything my wife had, my business and now my body, there was nothing I could do I had to pay my debt I owed to the mafia.


I never should have made any deals with those people, especially when my business was going to shit, there were rumors all over town that they did this kind of thing, they collected debts in an unethical way.


Inside of me I knew that there was no chance of getting my body back but I couldn't leave things like this, I can't continue living like this!


When I knocked on Mr. Vito's door I was greeted by a couple of men who couldn't have been more than 20 years old, they were incredibly attractive, tall and intimidating, but after what they had done to me I knew that those weren't their real bodies, they probably liked him. They belonged to a couple of guys who couldn't afford the gym, or someone who couldn't afford their last dose of steroids.




They recognized me immediately after all I had the old face of his boss, without realizing I was being dragged through the huge mansion to the courtyard. His house It was huge and luxurious, I couldn't recognize any of the paintings on the walls but they looked really expensive, They had probably been doing this for years, how old are these people really?

I almost started to cry when I saw that face that I had seen all my life in the mirror, it seemed that he was really enjoying my body, as soon as he saw me he could not contain his smile, I moved the huge cigar away from his lips that were covered by a thick layer of facial hair.


- Ranjit! My old friend how have you been? Does your new life treat you well? - the sound of my own voice coming out of someone other than me still caused me chills, in front of me was the man who had taken my whole life, I never appreciated how handsome and hairy I was. it was.


He stood up letting the water trickle down his hairy abs, put a hand on his waist and slowly climbed out of the hot tub. He made a small gesture with his hand to one of his bodyguards who had dragged me here, and poured him a generous amount of wine in a glass that sat in the corner of the Jacuzzi.


Mr. Vito wasted no time and in one gulp drank the entire glass of wine, letting a little fall on the body that used to belong to me, I had killed myself day and night in the gym in the garage of my house to be in shape, just to that ended up in the hands of this disgusting man.


-What brings you here Ranjit? Do you have my money?"- The smile on his face never disappeared as he spoke and I couldn't take my eyes off my old body, damn I miss him so much! He had made a couple of changes to my body, now he had a thick mustache over his lips and it looked like he had trimmed down my beard that I used to be so proud of AND made me look so attractive to my wife.


I couldn't contain myself for another minute, I got on my knees and looked up at him, his expression was arrogant he was enjoying this like hell. -I can't get the money, what do you want me to do? I can't work I'm 70 years old and I look like shit, nobody wants to hire me and my wife doesn't even want to see me! Nobody in my family wants to see me! Not even my mother recognizes me now!-


As he listened to me plead he brought the cigar back to his lips with his huge hand decorated with lots of rings and a gold watch that surely cost more than the stinky apartment he now lived in. He inhaled the smoke from his cigarette and then blew it right into my face, the smell unpleasant but very familiar even appealing in an almost addictive way.


-Come on! Ranjit stand up man it's really pathetic to see a man your age cry like a fag, listen Ranjit I like you, it amuses me to have you around! it seems if we renegotiate our agreement?-


For a moment I had a little hope, but hope fades very quickly when you make deals with Mister Vito.


-I hope you don't think I'm going to forgive your debt, you'll work every day until you pay me every penny and you'll do it in that body! And when you're done you'll have a new body, I'm not going to come back from your body for anything in the world, just look at me, it's too hot for you!-


In all of our business meetings Mr. Vito tortured me worshiping the sculpted hairy biceps that used to belong to me and this time was no exception, he ran his disgusting huge brown hands over each of my abs while still giving me that look of arrogance and supremacy.


He made another gesture with his hand to the same guard who had served him the glass of wine and one of his boys grabbed my arm until I screamed in pain.


-Nicky will show you the place and teach you your tasks, now yes excuse me I am a busy man and I have a meeting with Henry Cavill and his representative, I better get going right now I have a lot of things to discuss with him and a little deal that his representative would surely be interested in to pay off Henry's debts-

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