The Great Swapping Showcase!

Complete Story

“Come and behold!” Said the blonde magician standing at the big podium, he was young with an incredibly devilish smile. “Come and enjoy the great SWAPPING!” he yelled while a dozen or so people started to gather around the large podium.

“Let’s see this show, it seems fun” Argue Mile to his boyfriend Tristan. Mike was much bolder extrovert than tristan who preferred to stay back and just watch things from afar

“Nah, what if he will choose me as a volunteer for something?” Said Tristan,

“That would be AMAZING! Imagine how fun that would be?” Mike was ecstatic “People pay a lot of money for this kind of show, and we can get in for FREE!” His excitement made him take Tristan's hand and pull him toward the podium.

“Ladies & gentlemen! I require willing volunteers” Said the magician, he opened his  robes to reveal his very thin form “Who wants to see the power of SWAPPING? I pick 2 of you, and you SWAP something you own for 24 hours! Nothing will be lost, you’ll get back what’s yours by the end of the night!”

“Huh…I hoped for something more interesting that just swapping belongings” Mike frowned, while Tristan sighed in relief. “I’ll volunteer anyway!” Mike raised his hand.

A big wooden staff appeared from thin air in the magician’s hand. “Hmm let’s see who’s first… YOU!” and he pointed the big staff to a young girl, maybe 12 years old “and YOU!”. He pointed to a big muscly man wearing just a white undershirt that shows his big biceps.

The magician positioned himself between the two. The girl giggled and the man looked very smug. “Are you prepared for the SWAPPING?” The magician asked, they both nodded.

“If that’s the case let us SWAP………”  silence filled the place, no one dared say a word “You HEIGHTS!” The man looked confused while the girl just gasped. In a moment the staff started glowing blue, and the man started shrinking while the little girl started to grow to his old height

“WHAT THE FUCK??” The man was now barely 1.4 m, a tiny muscly man, his shirt was shrunk with him “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?” He started throwing his fists toward the magician, but he barely got to his nipples. 

“Let’s make a deal, for every fist of yours that touches my body, I’ll keep your height like this for another week?” The magician said, while wearing a shit-eating grin.

The man stopped in his tracks, his face horrified by the implication of staying like that for more than a day. He just cursed and got down from the podium.

“OHHHH my god! That was amazing!!” Mike was thrilled “Imagine how fun we will have for 24 hours if we swapped sizes, huh? We must volunteer!”

“No!” Tristen was scared, really scared “He just swapped height, what if it’ll be something else more terrible later!?”

“So? It’s just 24 hours, he look cool, he won’t hurt us” Mike yearned to try this, he raised his hand as high as he can

“Let’s see who’s next?” The magician pondered with his staff close to his face “Hmm ... .YOU!” He picked a middle aged woman, and “YOU!” He picked a young twenty something woman. “You’ll swap your… HAIR!” Soon their hairs started to change shape and color, the young woman had her hair change to a silky white hair while the older woman changed to a very bright flowing brown hair.

“See? Just hair color, nothing to worry about” Mike was eager.

After several changes, like shoe size, eye color and fat%, the magician finally noticed Mike’s eager hand raising (He practically jumped in place for 20 minutes) “YOU!” He picked Mike,”...and YOU!”, he picked a 30 something man, bald with a beer belly, he looked tired and confused. The bald man got up to the podium with a stroller with a young toddler sitting inside. 

The magician positioned himself between them “you shall swap ... .your AGE!!”

Mike looked at the man “That’s not really that bad, what are you like, 40?” He asked the man.

“I’m actually 34… Taking care of a kid really ages you fast ha ha” He said, clearly tired “I won’t mind swapping to be what?”

“I’m 25” Said Mike

The magician just smiled a wicked smile and raised his staff, which started glowing in blue. Mike felt himself changing, but something was off, he seemed to not get older, but..shrink?

“Hmm what’s going on..?” He asked, looking at the bald man, that hasn't changed at all. The one who changed though, was his kid! He got older, his pacifier disappeared from his mouth, he seemed to be 8 now. 

“Woah!” Mike looked at himself changing to a tinier version of himself. Soon he saw the little kid looking bigger and older. It was like he slowly deflated, the world around him was getting bigger at every second that passed, he looked at himself , he seemed to be much shorter and stubbier, his clothes changed around him to a cutesy onesie, a big red pacifier formed around his teeth and his underwear became big, puffy and absorbent. He fell on his ass only to be greeted by a stroller that encapsulated his tiny body

“Hmm Dad?” Said the little kid, now a whopping 25 years old guy

“Oh my god! Dave!” The bald man hugged the newly adult kid “You can speak, and you look amazing!” His dad admired his big boy’s new body and height

Mike just sat there in awe, sucking his pacifier. A warm dampness started to spread around his legs, he couldn’t believe what was happening, his diaper started to swell. His mind was racing, he’s gonna be tiny and bound to a stroller, and he’ll piss and poop himself, and Tristan… He just stared to the void thinking how he’s gonna handle being a baby for a day.

“Sorry you get the short end of the stick there kiddo” Dave said to Mike, laughed a bit and then looked at the magician. Something inside Dave felt weird when he looked at the skinny blonde magician guy, he couldn’t help himself but slap him on his ass jokingly “Thank you for this bud bro!” He said and winked at him. The magician blushed and walked towards Mike. 

“Well, we can’t let you be a baby all by yourself, right?” Said the magician to the tiny Mike sitting in the stroller. Mike was still shocked, he tried to speak through his pacifier, but only cute noises came out. The magician lifted his staff and Tristan appeared in front of them in a puff of smoke.

“Ahh! Please, don’t do anything to me! I didn’t volunteer for anything!” Said Tristan, almost pissing his pants from fear of the weird guy that just turned his boyfriend into a toddler.

“I won’t do anything you won’t choose!” The magician cleared “This is your boyfriend, but he’s umm a little little right now HAHA So, we have 2 options! One, you're gonna be his little friend, I’ll turn you into a 2 years old boy, and I’ll conjure some astral parents for you two. You’ll have a blast as little buddies for 24 hours until you’ll get back to your adulthood” Mike loved the idea, and started cooing and squirming in his stroller.

“What’s the other option?” Tristan was shaking, the thought of pooping a diaper, even with Mike as his friend, seemed unappealing.

“You’ll be little Mikey’s ‘guardian daddy’ for the day. And since little Mikey still needs his breastfeeding in this age, you’ll be able to fulfill this too. What do you say?”

“Yes! Yes! The second thing!”

“As you wish” the magician moved its staff, and Ttristan’s breasts began to get stiff, their size tripled, Mike almost dropped his pacifier when he saw his boyfriend’s chest become like one of a bodybuilder. Tristan’s nipples started dripping, signaling they are ready to breastfeed his tiny boyfriend.

Mikey looked disappointed as Tristan rolled him down from the podium “Wha no baby?” Mike tried to ask, but the pacifier and his stupid mouth couldn’t really talk the way he wanted. 

“It was your choice to volunteer for this Mike, it’s not my fault you became a baby I don’t want to piss and poop myself for a day” Ttristan said, as if that’s what Mike wanted. “We need to find a good place for feeding, my nipples are soaking and..” Tristan then realized something else might be soaking. 

He took a finger between Mike’s legs to check his diaper. Mike started to blush, his diaper was completely wet.

“Geez you are a very cute baby!” Tristan said, “I can just eat those cheeks!! We better change this diaper before your cute bear onesie will get drenched” 

Peeing his diaper definitely wasn’t the point of view change he hoped to get from the show, but at least looking at the world from the eyes of a baby in a stroller felt interesting. Adults kept looking at him and smiling, everything was much bigger and more intimidating, the ride itself was soothing, letting him relax and enjoy the view instead of walking by himself, it was nice. 

Tristan took him to the men’s room, he lifted Mike to rest on his arm, Mike froze: “High!” He screeched in his new (old?) voice.

“Yes, baby, it is!” Cooed Tristan. He really started treating Mike like any other baby. “Ready to get changed sweetie?”

He put Mike on the changing table, and snapped his onesie to reveal the puffed and wet ‘sesame street‘ diaper he was wearing.

“Try to relax,” Tristan told Mike. It was easier said than done, even though Mike knew he just looked like a normal baby and no one wouldn't look at him, it still felt like indecent exposure.

Tristan lifted Mike’s tiny legs, and quickly disposed of the soggy  diaper. He powdered Mike’s crotch and got a new diaper. He fastened the cloudy garment around Mike's hips.  “I bet that feels much nicer, huh?”

“Stil’ a daper” Mike said.

“Yeah, well you better make pee pee in your clothes? What’ll happen if you need a boom boom?”

“Am not reely a baby, you know?” Mike tried hard to articulate, but it’s hard with his tiny mouth

“Yeah, sorry, I forgot for a second…” Tristan said, was he really starting to forget that it’s his boyfriend transformed and not really his baby? “Now it’s time to take care of my shirt, I can’t have breast milk dripping all over myself all day”

Mike would have preferred a bit of wet shirt than literally having accidents on himself.

Mike got back to his little stroller while Tristan found a nice place to breastfeed Mike. An oak tree shed its shadow over a small stone bench, hidden away from the people roaming the street, a good place to do something The Gods barely intended: a male breastfeeding a baby.

Tristan set down, anticipating a once in a lifetime experience. He cradled little Mike, moved his pacifier away into the stroller, lifted his shirt to reveal a big and a bit hairy nipple, dripping wet, white liquid. Mike couldn’t help himself, he latched into the big nipple and his brain melted away into Tristan’s body. It was like dancing, like the rhythm took full control of his body, and soon he felt the warm thick liquid fill his mouth and stomach. It was sweet yet somewhat savory, but most importantly it was filling in ways Mike couldn’t fully describe or even understand.

After 10 minutes of almost constant sucking, Mike released himself from Tristan’s body with a huge grin. His mind snapped from the multiverse back into the arms of Tristan and he remembered that he is indeed still a baby. His diaper felt weird again, did he wet himself again already? He didn’t even notice.

“Why don’t you sit in your stroller for a bit? I need to make some calls for work," said Tristan “Here you can have a cute little ducky!” Tristan gave Mike his little ducky plushie, and got up to make his calls.

Mike enjoyed the nice time with the plushie, it was soft, yellow with kind small black eyes. He laid his head on the fluffy yellow fabric, thinking, maybe it’s not that bad being a baby. 

The playing time stopped abruptly when Mikey felt a bit weird. His stomach felt weird, he hugged his ducky, trying to distract himself from the annoyance, only to be greeted with a bizarre sensation on his diaper. It felt like the lower part of his diaper started to turn into mud, “Did I wet him so bad he started to mush?” he thought to himself. He kept playing around with his ducky, when the sensation got worse. The mushy feeling in his back side started to travel all around his diaper. “What’s happening?”, at the same time, his stomach started to hurt, in a pinch he wanted it to go away and…. just pushed.

“Oh no!” He suddenly realized what happened, but it was too late. His diaper was filling and he couldn’t do anything to stop it, the worm poop already spread all over his butt and now his tiny diaper felt full and heavy, but his load wasn’t finished yet. His body kept streaming poop to his diaper, until the brown mush started to travel up and out. The smell was unbearable and the feeling of disgusting crap filling his crotch made Mikey unable to control his emotions, he started to bawl.

“Mikey?” In a second Tristan was there, hanging his phone and trying to figure out what happened. “Oh no… Are you a stinky baby?” Poor choice of words made Mike cry even more “Shh shh honey, lets change you! Oh boy, it’s everywhere”

After a not so quick change and cleaning, Mike was already in a fresh diaper, but all of his clothes were completely dirty. Apparently, the magician didn’t give them spare clothing in case of a major poopage.

“I’m sorry tiny, but you’ll have to be with just a shirt and a diaper” Mike didn’t like it whatsoever

“Hom’” said Mike

“Oh cmon, we’re already here. It’s not that bad. Maybe we should go to someplace cool and fun? What do you say?”

“Zoo?” Said Mike, still sad. 

“It’s a deal!” Said Tristan and gave Mike his ducky back.

The zoo wasn’t bad. Mike still used his diaper several times, but at least he was enjoying looking at the cute animals and having fun with his dad- umm boyfriend.

After the long day, Mike and Tristan were both tired, the drive home was silent, Mike fell asleep on his car seat, and was fast asleep until they entered their apartment. He was held by Tristan, he looked at their house, and was completely shocked to see it: Everything was looking different!

No more workroom and bedroom, just a regular bedroom with a double bed for Tristan and a kid’s room, brightly colored and fully accessorized for Mike, including a small crib and a large toy chest. The kitchen was filled with baby bottles, formulas and several pacifiers, all red. 

“I guess this is our house until the spell effect expires in the morning, huh?” Tristan said to Mike.

Mike didn’t care, he was just tired. He needed his nap time, and a diaper change, maybe a bottle.

Tristan put little Mike in his crib, he brought him a lukewarm bottle with pumped milk and his ducky. Mikey was sucking the nipple up until his body let go and fell asleep again.

The morning came fast. Mike opened his eyes and looked at himself and his bed, the memories of the last day screened through his mind like a movie. He tried to focus his eyes to look at his surroundings and he noticed something odd…