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The musky barman (PT1)
Ivan, the local barman, was a sight to behold. His towering physique and muscular build were admired by all. His charm was as infectious as his love for fitness, making him a beloved figure in the community.
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One chilly night, John, a regular at the bar, was enjoying a night out with his friends. Ivan, in his usual jovial manner, served John his favorite drink. With a playful wink, Ivan watched as John took a sip, unsuspecting, thought nothing of it, but soon after, he began to feel peculiar. A strange, musky aroma, reminiscent of a hard workout, began to emanate from him.
Feeling disoriented, John excused himself and stumbled to the bathroom. There, he found Ivan waiting for him. Before John could react, Ivan’s massive arms encircled him, lifting him off the ground. Ivan’s underarm hair, thick and coarse, wrapped around John, filling his senses with an even stronger musky scent.
Suddenly, John could feel his body changing. His muscles began to expand, his body growing larger and more muscular, mirroring Ivan’s . The musk around him intensified, fueling his transformation. His mind became consumed with one singular thought - the gym.
By the time Ivan released him, John was no longer the man he used to be. He was bigger, stronger, and muskier. He looked at Ivan, his new gym buddy, with newfound respect and determination. They were now bonded, not just by their shared love for fitness, but by their shared transformation. The scent of the gym was no longer just a smell, it was a part of them, a symbol of their progress. And so, they embarked on their new journey together, ready to conquer the gym and make their mark.
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Manipulative Musk
Taylor and Lennox were best friends since childhood, growing up in a small town and facing the typical struggles of adolescence together. As they grew into young men, their paths diverged - Taylor became a muscular, confident man with piercing blue eyes and a defined face, while Lennox remained tall and lean, with curly hair and piercing blue eyes. Despite their differences, their bond remained strong, until a recent argument threatened to tear them apart.
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It was a typical Saturday night at their favorite pub, where they would meet to catch up and unwind after a long week. Taylor and Lennox were sitting at the bar, nursing their drinks, when Taylor brought up the argument that had been weighing on his mind.
'Hey man, can we talk about what happened the other day?' Taylor said, his voice serious.
Lennox looked up, taking a deep breath before responding. 'Yeah, of course. I've been thinking about it too.'
Their heated argument had stemmed from a misunderstanding, but it had left a rift between them. As they began to discuss it, Taylor's words became more and more manipulative. He twisted the events to make himself look like the victim and Lennox the one at fault.
As they talked, Lennox began to feel confused and disoriented. He couldn't believe that he could have been in the wrong, but Taylor's words were so convincing. As they finished their drinks, Taylor suggested they go to his house to continue the conversation in a more private setting.
Feeling on edge and unsure of himself, Lennox agreed. As they walked to Taylor's house, Lennox couldn't shake the strange feeling that something was off. But before he could voice his concerns, Taylor pushed him into the basement, the musty smell of old furniture and sweat hitting his senses.
'What's going on Taylor?' Lennox asked, his voice shaky.
Taylor didn't respond, instead he began to undress, revealing his muscled, hairy body. Lennox's eyes widened in shock and confusion. He had never seen this side of Taylor before. As Taylor got closer, the smell of raw man stink, musk, and sweat became overwhelming. Lennox's mind and body were being taken over by the potent scent, as if it was a form of mind control.
Taylor's body was emitting a strange green smoke from his pits, crotch, and breath. Lennox couldn't resist the intoxicating scent, and before he knew it, he was fully under Taylor's control.
'You want to be like me, Lennox. Strong and powerful. You want to serve me and worship my body,' Taylor said, his voice deep and commanding.
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Lennox's mind was clouded with the manipulative thoughts planted by Taylor. He couldn't think straight or remember why they were arguing in the first place. All he knew was that he wanted to be like Taylor, to please him and be his only friend.
As Taylor's green smoke continued to wrap around Lennox's body, he could feel himself changing. His muscles began to grow, his chest and abs becoming defined. Thick chest hair sprouted from his pecs, and a huge forest of armpit hair also appeared. He could feel the power and confidence of Taylor overtake him.
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'Now you are like me, Lennox. We are bonded together in musk and strength. We will be the only ones for each other,' Taylor said triumphantly.
Lennox looked at himself in amazement, feeling a new sense of power and purpose. He and Taylor would forever be joined in their love for musk and each other's bodies.
From that day on, Taylor and Lennox were inseparable. They ruled over their small town with their strength and confidence, always side by side. They were known as the most powerful and feared men in the town, with their musk and bond keeping them united.
And so, with the manipulation and influence of Taylor, Lennox's life took an unexpected turn. But for the two men, it was the beginning of a powerful and unbreakable friendship, bonded by their love for the manly scent that brought them together.
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Emmett
Emmett had just received the chronviac in the mail yesterday, a magical device that allowed him to alter reality to his will... However, Emmett was doubtful it really worked. Incredulous, he decided to make himself into the most annoying guy he could thing of. Typing into the computer, he put:
"A frat bro through and through, Emmett's three loves in life are drinking, hanging out with his boys, and fucking chicks. And as a chiseled 6'2 guy with an insane package, he was pretty good at it too, even despite his cocky persona. Soaking in the summer rays, he pulled his shorts off and turned to his "lifelong girl" of this week."
However, as soon as he hit enter, Emmett felt strange. Growing rapidly while his surroundings faded into nothing, he blacked out. When he woke up, the first thing he felt was some sweet warmth on his bare chest.
Looking down, he saw some cute babe looking at him slightly confused. On instinct, he felt himself say, "Hey you want to get on your knees for me cutie? It's already past noon and we haven't fucked yet today huhe"
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The Scout
It’d been three days since I landed on the planet Earth. My people had sent me to scout out the planet and find out more information. Specifically about its dominant species, the humans. Despite not being the strongest or fastest creatures on their planet, they were by far the most intelligent and that led them to the top of the food chain. So much so that my people decided to keep a close eye on Earth after discovering it but there’s only so much we can find out from afar. That’s why I’m here.
Unfortunately my landing pod was knocked off course. I was supposed to land just outside a town populated with many humans but instead I landed in a mountainous area much further away. I spilled out of my pod in my purest form of living goo. No humans for miles. It was an unfortunate situation and I had no idea where to go so I had no choice but to make hosts of any other living creatures in the area.
You see that’s how my people live. In our pure forms we seem like harmless slimes but in reality it’s easy for us to seep inside the bodies of other creatures and take them over. Making them our hosts. We takeover and multiply until we’ve taken control of an entire planet. We’ve done it with many different species on many different worlds and now the humans were swiftly creeping up our list. But before that we send scouts to access the species covertly to try and figure out how they’d respond so we can report back and plan accordingly. That’s my job.
For these three days I’ve wandered aimlessly, jumping from animal to animal in an effort to find humans. Why did I have to land so far away? Eventually however, I spotted something. A dirt track of some kind. It didn’t seem natural so it had to be human-made. If so that meant sooner or later a human would come along this path. Sure it seemed like a bit of a long shot at the time but it sure as hell beat searching blindly. And what did you know… eventually it worked.
I was resting when I was awoken by the frustrated yelling of a human. Immediately I made my way towards the sound, leaving my current host in the process. Soon another I slithered down the path to find a human attempting to repair what looked to be some kind of manual transportation device.
“Shit. This always happens when I go on long cycles…” the human grumbled as it inspected one of the wheels on its contraption. Judging by the shape of its body and the tone of its voice, I could only assume it was a male. And an athletic one at that. It wore tight coverings on its body that did little to hide its musculature. It would seem that despite my bad luck so far, things were finally starting to look up as the first human I’d found was quite the specimen.
I slithered around a little more as stealthily as possible until I was finally able to get a peek at the human’s face. It was wearing what looked to be headgear of some kind as well as eye protection but I could still see that it had facial hair. From the intel I was given, that usually tends to be another trait linked to male humans. More or less confirming my assumption. Good. From what I know, in the human species anyway, the males tend to be the bigger and stronger ones making them the more ideal hosts.
That said, there was only one thing left for me to do.
Humans have many orifices that are handy for easy entry. Entering through this human male’s mouth or ears would make for a quick takeover but I was sure I’d be able to get to them easily. That said it seemed my best options were to enter through one of its lower orifices. That in mind I slowly and carefully came up behind it with my target set on its anus.
I had to admit it looked strangely inviting. I knew that some humans could have rather bulbous posteriors but seeing one in person was like admiring art. Two round muscular glutes that seemed as though they could be hard as steel while also being soft and supple at same time. Almost as if they were two large bubbly gates guarding my entrance to that body. I was…
“What the hell is that thing?!” The human exclaimed after having noticed me creeping up behind.
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My train of thought was broken and suddenly my body went into autopilot. I couldn’t give this human a chance to think or escape. I needed to complete my mission. So without wasting another second I used all my strength to leap up and grab onto its thigh with my gooey form before slithering towards its backside at full speed.
“W-w-whoa what that fuck!! Get off!” It shouted at me but I was too fast and slimy for the human to grab. Within seconds I’d already reached its mountainous cheeks and quickly began seeping my body through the tight fabric that covered them. The male tried its best to stop me but its efforts were in vain as it struggled to grip onto my body in a panic. Before long I’d already seeped all the way through and had begun pressing my way between its thick glutes before finally reaching its anus.
The human continued to panic but there was nothing it could do in time to stop me from penetrating its anus. As soon as it did, its entire body seized up as it let out a deep yelp in shock. I could tell by the reaction alone that this creature hadn’t before experienced any type of anal penetration as its hole tightened in response to my invasion. Not that it would stop me. It was a tight squeeze for sure but nothing my gooey form couldn’t handle.
“No! No no no! Stop! Get out!” The creature yelled as it tried reaching back and digging its hand beneath its clothing in a desperate effort to stop me. But it was too late. With one final slurp, the last of my tiny goop body slipped inside. This human was mine.
Shortly after making my way inside, I must’ve accidentally pressed against some kind of pleasure centre in this human’s body. I wasn’t totally familiar with the inner anatomy of humans but almost immediately after entering its anus, the human seemed to let out a long guttural moan of pleasure that caused it to fall to its knees. I wasn’t sure exactly what I did but at least I was able to give this creature somewhat of a consultation before it became my newest host.
I continued my journey through the innards of this human’s body, causing it to grunt with discomfort as it fell on to all fours. Thankfully it wasn’t too difficult to manoeuvre my way up through its body. I can’t imagine it felt too pleasant for the human but since I was forced into an anal invasion, there wasn’t much I could do to help that. Fortunately before long I was sliding my way up it’s neck before slithering down any pathway I could find until I finally reached this human’s brain.
It was a beautiful sight to behold. I’d seen plenty of brains in my lifetime but the human brain was particularly gorgeous. Just looking at it I could tell it was very complex compared to most living organisms. But that only made it seem that much juicer to something like me.
Not wishing to waste anymore time than I already had, I latched onto the human’s brain and began spreading my form across it. Coating it in a layer of my own gooey form. In doing so the human swiftly began to lose control of itself. Its face likely going slack as its eyes roll back. And once I’d completely covered its brain, I seeped myself inside it. Allowing my form to be absorbed into the complex muscle where I would assume full control over this new body. Instantly the mind of this human began opening up to me. All of its thoughts, feelings and memories becoming visible. Everything this human was becoming accessible to me. And moments later, my eyes opened. My brand new human eyes.
I panted heavily as I felt the after effects of my slimy form having moved through this body moments ago but that wasn’t anything unusual. I felt my new hands pressing against the stoney path below as they held my body upright. I felt the breeze of the wind gently blowing against my new human face. I even felt a pulsing soreness coming from my asshole after that little invasion. Huh. Asshole? Is that what humans typically call an anus.
As I struggled onto my feet, legs wobbling a little as I stood, I couldn’t help noticing how the world around me however seemed much dimmer than usual. That is until I remembered I was wearing sunglasses. That’s what they were called apparently. Made to protect human eyes against the brightness of this galaxy’s star which humans simply call ‘The Sun’.
After a few seconds of stabilising myself and quickly adjusting to my new centre of gravity, I was standing tall with the body of my new male human host. No… not just a male human. A man. That’s what the humans would say. A male human is simply a man. See this is why I adore getting the chance to take over creatures with more intelligent and complex brains. They’re so much fun to poke through and become one with. And I can tell I’m only just chipping the surface.
Having taken hundreds upon hundreds of different host bodies by this point from multiple different worlds, it didn’t take long before I was controlling this body as if were my own. Stretching my new arms. Running my human hands along this torso. Feeling every curve and crevice of this new host as a way to familiarise myself with the body. Something that was easy to do thanks to the human body’s natural flexibility.
As I continued to roam this body, I began sifting through some surface level memories to find out some basics about my new host. It had a name. Ray Kellerman and it was 31 years old… no. He was 31 years old. He lived most of his life in a town not far from here where he currently lived with his female partner whom he mated with many times to have three offspring. As expected. Nearly every living creature has an innate primal desire to breed and procreate as a means to carry on their species. However, from what I can tell, humans also have other more complicated reasons to desire this. Such as a way to show their love and affection for one another by creating an offspring which is a product of such. Truly fascinating. I’m only just scraping the surface of this man’s mind and I can already tell I’ll have lots to report back with by the end of this mission.
Though as my mind lingered on the thought of breeding, one of my hands couldn’t help absentmindedly rubbing over my growing bulge containing my new genitals. My cock as most humans would say. I could feel it starting to grow as it pumped full of blood. It seemed humans were of the variety that could change the size of their genitals to fit a situation. How interesting. Though I had to admit it was becoming rather uncomfortable as my cock strained against the fabric of my cycling tights. So much so that I just couldn’t help myself.
Soon enough I was stood in the middle of an old cycle path with my rock hard human cock out for the world to see as I gently ran my hand up and down the shaft. I had to admit I was glad humans had the kinds of bodies that made masturbatory activities so easy. All I had to do was reach down and rub. And from what I could tell this cock was pretty sizable by human standards. Quite thick and about 7 and a half inches in length. According to Ray’s knowledge it wasn’t something to scoff at.
Regardless I had to admit it felt amazing to pump. And as I did, images began filling my head that felt natural to this body. Ideas of female humans. Women. The thought of their naked bodies and being able to touch them. Imagining being able to reach out and grope a large pair of breasts before sucking on the large nipples that accompanied them. Thinking of all the attractive women Ray had seen throughout his life including his partner. And before long I was jerking off hard at the thought of slotting my fat cock inside a wet pussy and filling it up with so much of my seed that soon enough I’d have another kid on the way. It seemed even his thoughts were somewhat bleeding into my own in this lustful haze I’d found myself in.
Everything about being a human felt so amazing and overwhelming at the same time. So much so that it’d only taken minutes of being in control for me to be driven to lust. So much so that I could already feel my dick growing close as these human balls got ready to blow. At the same time however it just seemed so amusing to me that creatures like humans could be so intelligent yet have so much potential to be controlled by their sexual desires at the same time. That’ll be something interesting to note when I report back as well.
The visuals of attractive women flashing through my mind was beginning to drive me wild. My new human male brain was loving it. So much so that my grip on my cock tightened as my pace sped up. Fat balls bouncing with every stroke as I continued to daydream about using my new body to breed. However as my brain seemed to be occupied with thoughts and desires of fucking women, suddenly I found my free hand wandering towards my backside. Without even thinking I started to grope my new human ass. Squeezing it with glee as I then found myself thinking back to how bubbly and enchanting it looked just before I took over this body. And as I did my fantasies began to take a small turn.
Before all I could imagine were hot women I wanted to fuck. Now however I suddenly began to notice a few hunky men appearing alongside them. And manly men at that. Ones with thick muscular bodies, hairy chests and sexy beards. Pretty much the complete opposite of the women I’d been imagining and yet this body craved them just as much. The thought of bending over another man that appeared to be bigger and more masculine than Ray and ramming this cock inside his asshole seemed intoxicating. Hearing him moan out in a deep gravelly voice as I stretch him out and make him beg for my load. Just the mere thought made me want to-
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk…” I groaned for the first time as my cock spurted a fat load all over the bike path. Cock bucking excitedly as it released every last drop. I had to admit that the human orgasm felt pretty damn good. Besides that it would seem I stumbled across a part of Ray’s sexuality he’d been trying to suppress.
Don’t misunderstand, it’s clear to me as a being that jumps from host to host that sexuality like this is almost always a spectrum. Though naturally it’s more common for a creature to feel a much stronger attraction to those of its species which it can breed and reproduce with. However equally there are plenty that experience attraction to those of their race of which they can’t reproduce with. For example a human male being attracted to another human male. Though in Ray’s case, it would seem he experiences an almost equal amount of attraction for both men and women. However for one reason or another he grew up suppressing the side of himself that was attracted to men…
I took a deep breath before pulling my cycling tights back up and over my cock again as it slowly shrunk back to its flaccid size. As I did, I couldn’t help letting a smile firm across my face. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a body this much in such a short time. With all these complex feelings and emotions swirling around in this human brain, I couldn’t wait to pick at it some more and see what else I could find out. My mind was already picking up on a lot of things subconsciously which was made obvious with how I was beginning to think more like a human.
With that I knew the next step was to try and integrate myself into human society and try to get a first hand experience of it. Before I could do that though, I needed to return to Ray’s home. My gaze turned to the bike laying on the side of the path. My new host brain was telling me it had a puncture in the back tire but thankfully I had a patch kit for it. I have to admit it took awhile for me to figure out how to fix it. Having the knowledge is one thing but actually doing it is another. In the end however I did a good enough job to get me home at least.
Once there I was greeted by an empty house. According to my memories, my wife was still at work and the children were at school so I had the house to myself for a few hours. Perfect. This would give me the perfect opportunity to familiarise myself with my new life. Perhaps do some meditation to tap even deeper into my host’s brain as well. Dig up as much information as I can.
Though in the meantime as I slid off my tight cycling uniforms, I couldn’t help thinking back on those repressed feelings of bisexuality this body had. It was highly intriguing to me that humans lived in a society where some felt the need to do that. Why repress something so natural? I suppose it was something I’d find reasons too the more I dug into this brain. That said I can’t shake the desire to explore these repressed feelings. Though something is telling me it would be taboo to be intimate with another human while I have a wife… Oh well. I’m sure I could find a way to be stealthy about it. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her right? I’ll just have to make sure I don’t get too distracted by fucking burly men to complete my mission…
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Civic Transform - Ball Playing
Robert was jogging down the street, like every morning. The 24-year-old had taken that habit from his father, who encouraged him from a young age to start the day with a good amount of exercise. Ever since he moved out of the house, and into his new apartment, he kept the habit of going out for a jog every morning. He usually liked to go to Canjel Park, just around the corner, since there were a lot of trees to shield him from the sharp sun rays.
Although being active everyday, Robert didn’t quite show it. He wasn’t small for say, but was still skinnier than most guys his age, and his lean muscles weren’t fit for much more than cardio. Being 6 feet tall also made him look thinner than he really was. The young man didn’t own any proper sportswear, so he usually just wore some old baggy clothes. Today, his outfit was composed of his dad’s old shorts, too big for him, some shoes he bought thinking they would adjust to his feet, but remained just a little too big to be totally comfortable, and some old design shirt that was hanging loosely on his skinny frame.
As he turned and entered through the park gates, he noticed a sign that wasn’t there before, nailed to the washroom building wall. It read “No ball playing in this area” in capital letters. He chuckled to himself, as he couldn’t help but imagine the sign trying to prevent people from fondling their balls. He knew that’s not what they meant, but it still made him smile.
Robert kept jogging as he took a side path in the park, as per his usual routine. With trees on both sides and a few benches to rest on, it was his favorite. However, a few minutes later, a weird feeling started spreading through his body, like apprehension mixed with a tingling sensation. He maintained his rhythm with ease, although he felt itchy in his crotch area. He tugged at his dick to reposition it, and was surprised to see it instantly raise up to half-mast. He let go of it instantly, not wanting to embarrass himself in public, and kept going.
However, as the young man kept running, he started getting horny, and caught his hands drifting towards his cock. He was trying hard to stop himself, but as he grew itchier and itchier, he couldn’t help but grab it for a few seconds. He then looked down to see his 4-inch dick fully erect and poking at his shorts. Disgusted of himself, he let go immediately and turned around, wondering why he had so much sexual energy all of a sudden.
The jogger focused on ignoring his cock, no matter how horny he felt. He breathed heavily and managed to keep his focus for around half of the way to the entrance. He felt his crotch becoming tighter and tighter, but never dared to look, until he couldn’t stop himself anymore. He stopped dead in his tracks when he looked down, as his dick was a good inch longer than usual.
He stared at it for a few seconds, bewildered. Looking around, he saw a park bench and decided to sit down, to catch his breath for a moment. He sat there, staring at his 5-inch dick, and wondering why it made him feel so horny. He was resting his hands on his laps, though his fingers kept moving slightly, as if slowly trying to reach his cock. He kept them in place, though his resistance was falling, little by little. Eventually, he couldn’t hold it anymore; his right hand gripped his dick and started slowly stroking it. Robert threw his head back in pleasure, moaning softly, before looking down at his cock. Its head was shooting upwards, moving further every time his hand stroked its length. He remained in this sexual daze for a short while before another wave of apprehension hit him. He shivered slightly and got back to his senses, letting go in a panic when he saw his cock jutting out a good 6 inches.
The young man stood up, his mind focused only on getting out of this place. He didn’t know what caused his situation, but he needed to get out. He started running towards the entrance, faster than before, but struggling more, as his member grazed the side of his thighs from time to time, bringing back a bit of pleasure. He kept his thoughts anchored on the exit, following the path he knew like the back of his hand. However, as he kept running, he kept thinking back to the sign at the entrance. “No ball playing”. He shook his head, but just couldn’t stop thinking about it. He felt more and more pleasure in his crotch area, and looked down to see a 7-inch cock caught between two thick thighs. He was getting bloated, even though he’d only been running for a little bit. He could also feel the first drops of pre-cum leaking, staining his underwear. The sensation of his dick rubbing against his thighs was making him crazy and horny, but he kept his fast rhythm, heading towards the exit.
As he turned past the last patch of trees, he finally saw the exit, in front of him. He slowed down a bit as he finally felt relieved, safe, and about to be out of this mess. However, as he was approaching it, thoughts of the sign kept coming back into his head. Almost against his will, he slowly turned his head and looked at it again. Suddenly, he felt his balls inflate, growing slowly in size as his dick pushed out more pre-cum. Robert looked down at his wet 8-inch cock and could not resist gripping it with both hands. He stroked it slowly, moaning softly, and stumbled his way to the wall the sign was nailed to. He pressed his back against it and started stroking faster. As he did, his muscles started growing again, getting much bigger than they had ever been. His pecs jutted out, slightly pushing the front of his shirt, as his shoulders broadened. His biceps and forearms grew into powerful arms that let him jerk off even faster. His hands also grew, his fingers thickening and the palms of his hands broadening. Meanwhile, he was also getting taller, his torso stretching as he developed a 6-pack of abs that were showing under his now tight shirt. His legs started thickening as well, his thighs and calves pumping up, finally showing some sort of progress after his training. His feet lengthened, filling up his large shoes. Then, his legs started stretching as well, bringing him to around 6’3. Finally, his facial figures changed, his face getting wider as his jaw squared up, his chin and nose pushing out in the process. He now was more of a 34-year-old than a 24-year-old, and he sure felt like it too. As his moans kept getting louder but deeper as his voice matured, he finally came, shooting ropes repeatedly on the grass in front of him. 
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Robert put his now 9-inch cock back in his pants and took a good look at himself. His shorts now stopped above his knees, and held his large buttocks tightly in the back. His shirt, now too small, was lifted in a way that made a bit of his abs visible. His feet were slightly cramped in his shoes that barely fit him now. The man grabbed his balls through his pants, jiggled them and chuckled, thinking of the sign. “Well, I never was one for rules anyway!” he thought, before standing back up and walking home.
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WHAT ONE DOES FOR LOVE
Jordan had been working as a model for several years. It started as something casual but soon his beautiful Latin body became famous and brands raffed it off. He quickly gained fame and fortune, and it may have gone to his head a little. After years of care and training he had gone from the sweet boy he once was to a fucking hot play boy.
However, Jordan was no fool. He knew perfectly well what was happening and at that moment he didn't care. But now years later he had realized that he lost many things along the way.
He moved away from his family, and his childhood friends, and as for love, well, since his body and attitude were so superficial, the girls he hung out with were too. They were with him for his body and his money. But as the years went by and Jordan was looking for something deeper than just sex, which was not difficult to get because he was very well "hung."
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Jordan realized that he had become so abstracted from the real world that he had lost his ability to relate to the world outside of the show. That wasn't a problem until he met her. It was unintentionally, a simple act of fate, but in one of his photo sessions, Jordan had bumped into her, who worked in the photography studio, in the image editing studio. It was a resounding crush of love.
She was about his age, but she didn't look like any girl he'd ever been with. She was dressed very neatly but you couldn't say that she was a sexy woman, by usual standards. But for Jordan she was a world.
Months passed and although Jordan tried to get to her on several occasions he was always rejected. Last time she had told him that she could never be with someone with so much money and so little brain.
Jordan wasn't stupid, he never was. It's just that he had spent so much time in fame that he no longer knew how to act in any other way, in a more humble way. However Jordan found a solution to that. Ed.
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Ed was one of his "admirers", not to mention stalker. Jordan knew he wasn't dangerous, but sometimes it was annoying to have someone like that chasing him around like a paparachi. However from what he could see, Ed had no problem interacting with people. He was friendly and respectful, just as you would expect from someone who didn't have an image like Jordan's. Ed almost fainted when Jordan knocked on his door one night.
After trying to calm him down, Jordan offered Ed an impossible deal. Jordan needed Ed to posses him. That is, he needed Ed to take care of Jordan's body.
Ed couldn't believe what he was hearing. His sexual fantasy was in his house, telling him that he would give him his body.
It took Jordan a while to explain the situation to Ed. He wasn't going to give him his body, he was going to share it. So Jordan, or rather, Ed, could gradually establish a relationship with her crush, and Ed could live the life of his dreams. Ed accepted without hesitation.
The process, far from being "magical", was painful, especially for Jordan. The body tends to reject an invading soul, and not resisting is very complicated. But in the end Es was in, and with Jordan too tired it allowed him to explore that new body well.
The next morning Jordan let his new "partner" drive. Ed tried various poses and juice in the shower only to head to his new closet. He was very clear that he wanted leather. It was his great fetish, and with that body it would look incredible. After a dance and some sexy tight pants, "Jordan" was ready to conquer the heart of his beloved, and maybe his body too.
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Paul, may I know what's wrong with you? You've been acting strange all day, and mom and dad are worried, and honestly so am I. And stop posing like that in the mirror for once
Sorry little brother, these biceps need to show off. Also, it doesn't seem to me that I'm acting differently, I'm the same Paul as always.
You're kidding? Paul, you've been showing off your muscles all day, you touched the waitress's ass in the cafeteria this morning and then you fucked her in the bathroom. I have to remind you that by doing that you have also cheated on Alice.
What can I say, it's a shame not to show off these muscles, you should too, after all your body is like this. And about Alice, well, I don't think I'm a one-woman man if you know what I mean.
(Paul pulls out a cigarette from who knows where and starts smoking.)
Dude, are you smoking? For God's sake, it's clear that you've gone crazy.
Relax, bruh. It's just a cigarette. Come with me to the mall, I have to do some shopping......
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Man, I'm telling you right away that cutting your hair was a bad idea, mom and dad will be mad, and besides that kind of haircut doesn't suit you, you look like a different person. And it doesn't help that you buy the tightest thing you can find in the store.
Come on man, it's just a little style change. But if you're going to keep touching my balls, you can go home.
Come on Paul, don't be like that, this is just so weird.
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Paul could do nothing but scream in the back of his mind, not strong enough to fight off his invader, an escaped criminal looking for a place to hide. For him it was a stroke of luck to find Paul's bedroom window open that night, and even luckier when Paul's body was too tired from training to fight the possession. Of course this was a hiding place
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I don't remember much about the possession.
I only know that I gave up. I betrayed my family, my brother and I gave up. I stopped fighting. I was very tired, not only from trying to expel my possessor, but from seeing how he harmed my family. He hit my brother when he started to dig deeper into my strange behavior. He insulted my mother and almost beat up my father. I couldn't take it anymore and gave up. Because I'm a coward
Sometimes I have flashes of what he does with my body. Small moments of lucidity, produced by some failure in his control. Yesterday, I think it was yesterday, I saw how he fucked a girl in a bed that I didn't know. God, Alice, I betrayed her too.
I don't feel pain, I don't feel anything he does, but the restlessness of being locked in your body, in your own mind, is more than enough torture.
A sharp pain in my eyes wakes me up and I slowly open them, blinded by the bright light of the sun. "I can move" is the first thought that comes to my mind. "I feel my body" is the second.
I try to stand up a little, failing due to lack of practice using my body, I don't know how much time has passed. I am in a large room, a hospital, and through the window I can see the bay of my city. At the side of the bed, there is an armchair, and my brother is asleep in it.
Anton, Ant!!! My voice feels different, deeper and more masculine. My brother wakes up and when he looks at me and sees that I'm awake, he screams. Mom, dad, he's woken up!!!
The next moment, a warm and aggressive hug was suffocating me, and my family was on top of me. My mother and my brother crying, and my father about to join in the crying too.
I'm sorry. It's the only sentence that comes out of my mouth. My mother is the first to speak. It's okay, honey. He's gone, he's not going to do anything to you anymore, not anymore
Then my brother. It's my fault Paul, I should have realized it sooner, I should have saved you......
I didn't really know what to say. The following hours my parents and my brother told me everything that had happened.
Five months had passed. Bob, my possessor, had sneaked into my house one night, through my window. The police assumed that he made the possession there. At first it was subtle, my parents and my brother noticed that something was wrong, but little did they know that a dangerous criminal had impersonated their son. The days passed and "my" behavior became erratic, increasingly evident that something was very, very wrong. In the end, my parents had no choice but to throw me out of the house, or Bob, and report me to the police. I was a danger to them. That was only during the first month, but they didn't know anything else about me, except for some information that Anton found out. It seems that Bob started a drug trafficking business again, with my body. They received no more news until a week ago when a police officer, more precisely Detective Sheila Mille, called my parents' house and explained the situation to them. The police were not sure that I was possessed, but for my family there was no doubt.
All the helplessness they felt during those months turned into anger, anger towards Bob, and hope, hope that I, their son, was still somewhere.
At my request, we talked again and stayed like that for a few more hours.
The police came to take my statement a few hours later, and when they left, Detective Sheila arrived, and with my family's permission, explained the situation to me, who Bob was, and why he could do what he did. I honestly couldn't understand much of what he was saying.
A few hours later I was discharged from the hospital and went home. While my parents prepared dinner, Anton and I met in my room. I needed to apologize
I'm sorry, I gave up, I couldn't do anything and you paid the price.
You don't have to apologize, Paul. In any case, it is my fault, for not having trusted my instincts, my heart that kept telling me that the person in front of me was not my brother.
When we finished talking, we had dinner as a family and when I returned to my room, I noticed it. A pain that was not pain. An anguish. My brother came through the door and threw something into my hands, a pack of cigarettes.
What the hell are you doing? I don't smoke
You don't, but Bob does. And he smoked every day for the five months he was in you. It's horrible and you're going to leave it as soon as possible, but not today. Today you have too many things on your mind to worry about that.
Before I could say anything else, the cigarette was already lit, and I was already smoking. This shit hit hard, it was going to be difficult to quit.
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The next morning I got up early and wanting to get back into my routine, I got ready to go to the gym. I hesitated whether to take the cigarettes or not and in the end decided not to, without realizing that I had already put them in my backpack without thinking about it.
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Hey, I'm trans too. I'm 19, and tbh I think it would be pretty hot to cum my brains out. Like yeah I want to be a woman, but maybe turning me into a stupid, grunting straight boy is what I need :)
You were scrolling your phone, as any bored nineteen-year-old would, when suddenly, you came across some gym motivation selfies from random gym bro accounts. You don't remember following them, but they were too hot to resist. You whipped your hard t-girl cock out of your skirt and began stroking. They were so manly; some even resembled you. You couldn't help but fantasize. Questions and what-ifs of your untapped manly life flowed through your head as you stroked faster and harder to the sweaty swole bros on your screen.
Suddenly, you scroll past a man who resembles you in face, age, height, and even name. He was the man you could have been if your life had gone another way. It disturbed you but thrilled you even more. You stroked faster and harder, getting hornier and hornier. Your brain felt like it was melting into your t-girl balls, turning you on even more. You were getting too delirious to realize all the men you were scrolling through looked precisely like the man from before, the man you could have been. They were all that man, every single one. You even got too horny to realize your phone was scrolling on its own, taking complete control. You didn't care, though. Your brain was mush, sucked into your balls. All you could do was jerk your girl cock in horny dumb bliss to your screen.
With a few hypnotic bright flashes from your screen, the bros in the pics start calling your name. They demanded you shoot your hot, sticky load, blasting out your brain and becoming one of them. Of course, you instantly did, with a big dumb smile on your horny face. You left yourself covered in your old self, a big sticky white mess all over your smooth, girly body. However, it would soon be a manly bro body.
Your eyes rolled back into your head in ecstasy as your body began to vibrate. Within minutes, your soft feminine body bulked and swelled to unmistakable masculine perfection. A thick coat of manly body hair covered you. Your voice deepened. Your long girl hair shortened to a manly cut. Your empty head got filled with only the essentials: eat, sleep, gym, and breeding pussy. To top everything off, your girly skirt transformed into a manly pair of grey gym shorts, perfect for freeballing in.
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Congrats, bro. You're finally the man you've always been destined to become ;)
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Hihi,
My and my gym bud have been working out for a while now, and things are going great. He is 180 cm and weighs in at 88. I am 200 cm and weigh in at 86. Now, when we both started we were around 83. So it is all good, but I am jealous that he is getting buff faster compared to me. I wish you would help me! Maybe give me better genes to become buff? Or maybe some kind of head start, giving me some extra kilos of muscles and fat?
XOXO
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Ah here's were you were before the wish, impressive, but not as impressive as you could be.
Suddenly you felt your body grow, you skin darkened, ink covered your huge muscles which seemed to grow and grow, suddenly you had this need to wear tight leather, also you became dominant.
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the new you found yourself in total control of your friend who now kneeled before you, ass in the air in your direction offering up his impressive but small body to you to use which you happily dis as your new massive cock stretched his tight hole cause him to shout out in pain and pleasure as you were the Alpha now and he served you, Sir..
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Diet Diaries
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Hi all! Thank you so much for 500 followers! Here's a little style switch up to celebrate, got a lotta refs in this one and I quite leaned into the diary entries so I hope it's not too much! Hope y'all enjoy this stereotype reversal and as always, best! -Occam
Monday March 21st-
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Andy:
I am beyond sick of Steve. Moving in together was a mistake, I don’t care how cheap the rent is, he is a narcissistic slob and I am eager to never see him again. Well no, I shouldn’t get ahead of myself. Our R.A. had this idea to try and walk in each other's shoes, which I don’t know? It might not be the worst thing? My big idea was switching diets actually- honestly I’m just hoping if he ate more like me he’ll stop stinking up the dorm. I can dream at least. Literally though he just can’t go to the gym as often if he eats like me. If I'm lucky at the very least his deodorant will last longer, I cannot take another day of his b.o. seeping through the walls, ugh! Anyway, wish me luck! I’m sure this will be a breeze for me, he usually just eats junk anyway, hope he enjoys my salads~
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Steve:
Andy that little fucker. He was being such a little bitch to James and now I’ve gotta eat his rabbit food for a week or lose this bet or whatever. Steve don’t lose tho. Lil twink’s gotta eat whatever I make him too and you can bet your ass I’m gonna make him match my macros if I’ve gotta starve myself like he wants. Fuck! This shit is going to absolutely tank my routine! I’ve gotta make Andy give up. I’m gonna go so hard on him he’ll have to hit weights if he doesn't want to blow up like a pig. Maybe then he’ll stop bitching any time I don’t fucking shower every time I get back home. 
Tuesday March 22nd-
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Andy:
My Lord! He is trying to kill me! I don’t know how anyone could consistently eat as much as he’s telling me to. I’m so bloated from all this food.. He looks so smug every time he tells me to keep eating, I’m sure he doesn’t eat like this. He’s just trying to break me but I’m not going to let him win this easy.
Ugh, I feel so bloated my pants are so tight on my waist. I didn’t think meat sweats were a thing but man I am needing to put on deodorant like twice a day now and I’m not even exercising. I will say that now that I’m eating so much, I don’t hate the idea of going to the gym. It’s been a while since I went but I should probably at least hit up the treadmill lest I get even more of a gut- maybe I’ll see if he wants to go tomorrow. This is all just an exercise to understand each other more after all, no need to make it a stupid competition like he wants eh~
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Steve:
Fuck! I am so tired of Andy’s pussy-ass diet. I had absolutely no energy at the gym today, I told all my bros that I was just gonna take it easy but fuck! I really was working my ass off and I struggled to even meet a PR I set last week. It was supposed to be a push day and I didn’t even get a chest pump! Why the fuck am I still going. I’m abso-fucking-lutely not getting gains on his fuckin’ bitch-ass salads and oats.
Eatin’ like a fucking twink and the fucker has the nerve to ask to go to the gym with me tomorrow. I’ll make sure he regrets that >:) Gonna work him like a horse so he’ll throw in the towel! After feeling how sore actually working on yourself makes ya, he might actually learn something. I’ll turn in early so I can go all out and show him what a real man looks like.
Wednesday March 23rd-
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Andrew:
Man! I totally get why Steven eats so much now~ I am absolutely raring to go and get this; He said I could go to the gym with him today! He even seemed like he wanted me to go with him! I feel like I have more energy than I’ve ever had before, I might even try some weights!! I don’t know but I’m so excited! It’s like I can feel my chest and biceps begging me to go and hit some iron haha! Or whatever those “bros” say~ I hope he’s got something good planned for lunch because I fuck Sorry! I just want to show him that I can do all this dude stuff too! I’m a man right? I guess all this protein is making me feel more like a man than usual idk. Either way though I’m ready to go! Hope we have some fun!
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Steven:
That bitch’s fuckin’ fru fru salads are ruining my PR’s for sure! I bet he knew that when he begged me to take him to the gym today, knew it was the only time he could show off to me was when I’m so out of it. And he didn't! Just to be clear I could still wipe the floor with  him even if I’m not at my A-game. Ugh, I do gotta hand it to the little fucker though. I KNOW he hasn’t even really set foot in a gym before but man. Beginners luck my ass, as soon as I showed him a technique he lifted like he’s been doing it his whole life! It’s like I could see his pecs and tris swelling up with each lift. Not that I was staring at the bitch or anything but he’s just I just need this fuckin’ diet thing to end so I can get back to my grind, I guess I wouldn’t hate taking him to the gym more often, would be hot to make a bitch into a bro Fuck! What am I writing, I just need to lift again.
Thursday March 24th-
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Andrew: 
Bro! Weird? Whatever, I am absolutely on fire! Steven’s diet is absolutely killer! I don’t know how it’s working so well but man I couldn’t care less, I felt like a pro in there! My coaches in school would always shit on me for not trying but man! I was barely trying yesterday but I could tell from the look on Steven’s face that I was acing it! I guess I’ll have to admit to him that he is definitely onto something with his macros but man, not until he gives up haha! Man, I need to chill haha, it’s not like I’m any stronger than I was Monday but man, looking at myself in the mirror it just seems like my clothes are just fitting better. Catching on my chest rather than my stomach y’know? I’ve never noticed that there is muscle on my arms before but man the way my sleeves are kinda hugging my biceps mm. I need to chill haha! Can’t use all my energy before hitting the gym again today!
OH! Also totally weird, I’ve had to shave twice this week! Once last night and then again this morning which is so weird! I’m not complaining though, it’s not like I wouldnt look hot with a beard right? Although my face is a little itchy already, my chest too? Whatever though haha! Time to head back to the grind lol!
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Steven:
God!! Andy Andrew is being such an asshole! He’s clogging the sink shaving which I know he would so be on my ass if I had done that. Wait, he did get on my ass for shaving! But it hasn’t been a problem this week, it’s like I’m not even growing stubble for some reason? Probably from not working so hard at the gym, is that how that works? Whatever it’ll be over as soon as this stupid diet thing is. We’re halfway through now. Thank God! Because that fucking twink is starting to stink up the dorm which again!! He was such a little bitch all the time to me about that! It’s like he’s literally stopped using deodorant as soon as he started needing it! He’s never exerted himself in his life and now that his pits are sweating at all he’s suddenly allergic to hygiene, ugh! I saw last night too the fucker fell asleep with his head in his pit too so it’s not like he doesn’t know it. 
It was a little surprising actually, cause I would’ve sworn he was hairless like one of those freak cats but man his pit was as thick as my pubes! Thicker maybe, uh? Man I wish I could get that image out of my head, it’s like the tuft was pushing out further each time he inhaled, man that’s kinda hot? Fuck! I swear this twink-ass diet is making me think like him too. I need to sneak to the gym later, without him. I cannot have him getting ahead even while I’m still on his chickenshit diet.
Friday March 25th-
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Steven:
Ah!! That Little bitch! He was already at the gym when I got there! Ugh! It makes me want to punch a wall, or fight him. Or something I dont know! It’s just, he was lifting my body weight on the bench when he saw me, it was so ho ugh! It doesn’t matter what it was, I can’t stop thinking of that smug look on his face- what I would give to wipe it off… That absolute prick knew what he was doing. Ugh, speaking of pricks! He may as well have not been wearing shorts at all by how much his cock was showing through them.
I knew my meal prepping was fucking tight but man, I can’t believe hot its made him. It just really fucking turns me on, or no its such a turn on for chicks. Yeah. Whatever. I need this bet to end already. Clearly he’s totally obsessed with my lifestyle so he should just admit it already! Also, hate to say it, but to Andrew’s credit his diet ain't too bad either. I’d never tell him this, and it is all a little emasculating but my skin has never looked this good. I’m not even doing skincare or anything but it’s like I’ve been on a routine for years, it’s crazy! It’s still ruining my upper gains but man, my ass looks so good it's crazy..
Oh also re: facial hair, I woke up this morning and could’ve sworn I used to have chest hair but now it looks like I’ve got just a little left around my nipples and leading up from my pubes? I might go ahead and shave those too, might as well be totally smooth like a chick right haha, I wonder what Andrew would think? I need to chill haha, maybe I’ll go see if he’s still at the gym~
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Andrew:
Fuuuuck dude lol. I should’ve started hitting up the gym ages ago. Don’t know what I was even wasting time on before I started doing twice-a-days? Studying I guess but I can figure that shit stuff out hm. Fuck it is so much better to be strong than a dweeb. Every set it feels like I’m just busting out new PR’s! Gonna need to buy new clothes though cause I am absolutely tearing up my crop tops, my twinky little wardrobe just isn’t cutting it anymore. Maybe Steven’d be down for a clothes swap, I’ve seen him eying up my fits all week, god knows he’ll fit them better lol. Oh haha, and speaking of him eying things up >:) You should’ve seen his little face blush when he walked into the gym this morning! He looked so pissed at me lol, but I’m not gonna grab him to come along every time I need to get some sets in right? It was pretty embarrassing for him yesterday anyway, the way I showed him up lol. I’m not just gonna sit around and watch him not lift weights when I can figure this shit out myself, thought it was supposed to be his thing though lol.
Mm, saying that though, I def didn’t hate having a little audience from his treadmill. God, his blushing face as he stared directly at my work-out chub. Fuck, it really got me going. It really helped my sets too haha. Maybe I should hit him up lol, I can tell how bad he wants me >:)
Saturday March 26th-
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Stevie:
Ugh! That douche is walking around the dorm completely shirtless! Do you know what it’s like to have an oaf flexing away across the room from you 24/7! He knows what he’s doing, and thank god my dick isn’t showing through my shorts like I thought it usually does because he might literally pounce on me then-
Ugh! I didn’t even mention this morning. I literally woke up to him jacking off his morning wood! Do you know what a bitch-fit he would have thrown if I did that! He would’ve filed a police report, probably the dweeb, or. I guess I could too?? But it was just so fucking hot. I tried to pretend I was asleep, but he totally caught me. He literally smirked and made eye contact as he finished too- thank god he didn’t see my boner as he asked if I wanted to clean up his mess. He’s such an ass! 
I still have a boner now actually, it’s his B.O. driving me actually crazy! It’s like I can’t think near him if he’s going to stink this bad god.. Oh, he’s doing pullups on the door frame fuck. He’s supposed to be hairless but I see sweat dripping from his pits god I can't. God with each pull up his chest looks even more powerful. His cock is bobbing up and down in his pants and I can not look away. Fuck it’s getting even bigger. I’m supposed to be the strong one right? It’s not, fuck. This isn’t right. He just so fucking, god that body, I need him-
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And Drew:
Heh. I knew that fucking twink couldn’t resist me. Every little thing I do wraps him even tighter around my finger. Every flex and smirk turns him on even more I bet he can’t even think straight the way his little dick is losing it in his briefs- I took all his jocks since I’m sure he would need them anymore. Bet the little bitch didn’t even remember they were his.  
Might as well have been drooling when he saw me jacking my cock this morning lol, surprised he didn’t take me up on the offer to lick up the mess. I know he wanted to lol. He’ll get the chance soon enough though >:) God it’s a two-way street though. That fucking twink is so fuckable now, thank god he doesn’t need to shave anymore, don’t want his peachfuzz scratching my cock cause god that mouth is so fuckable now.. To say nothing of his fucking juicy ass, god! I’ve been working out in the room all morning waiting for him to give in and ask me to fuck him, idk if I can hold it in much longer. I might need to jack it again, my balls are bluer than I ever thought they could be, fuck. It’s like they're sore. Ugh I feel them getting heavier, heh, that little fucker cant resist though. God I feel precum starting to pool in my jock. If I put my pit within a foot of his face I give him five before he can’t help but shove his face in. I need to fuck him, but as if I’m going to let him see how desperate I am. Stevie that little fucker. He’ll be riding my cock any second now.
Sunday March 27th-
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Stevie:
Fuck <3 !! He finally fucked me!! God, it was like nothing I’ve experienced before~ His cock was like a beer can and goddd the scratch of his beard as we were making out.. Hehe if I keep thinking about him I might just cum again right now! He can fully toss my body like a ragdoll and I’d thank him ugh! He’s just so hot, and to think he wants to fuck me!! Ah~ I’ll need to keep myself pretty so he won’t get tired of me hehe! Not that it’ll be a problem, I just need to keep on his diet, God who knew it would be this good! I don’t even remember whatever problems we had before all this and I can’t imagine anything better than getting fucked by him <3 Ah! He he~ He’s staring at my ass right now so I guess it’s time for another round! Can’t thank our R.A. enough for this idea, well he he I’ve got an idea for how to thank him, oh! Drew’s ripped off his jock! Wish me luck he he~
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Drew:
My little bitch is so tight, fuck. I’m surprised he can even take my cock but god can he ride it. Gonna have a hard time taking a break from fucking him to even hit the gym. Need to make sure the twink keeps up the diet tho or we’ll have an issue. Be sure to make him come to the gym whenever I do, if not to tighten up then to watch me heh. Won’t hate fucking him in the locker room too. Mm, God his fucking tiny body makes me feel so powerful. And I fucking am. God my bis are the size of his thick thighs, fuck his ass. My cock is straining my jock just thinking about it. His tiny waist ugh, I need my sweaty body over him now. Not like he’ll mind, the horny fucker. Mmm hope he’s ready to take my cock, bet his mouth is already watering heh. Pop my pecs at him and he’ll struggle not to cum on the spot, he better keep it together until I let him though. Can’t be having my bitch blow his load that fast. Thank fuck he’s chilled out finally, though I guess my cock’ll work wonders on anyone >:) speaking of it’s about that time again. Hope he’s ready for some more action, hate to have to find another hole.
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Could you turn me into a huge roided bodybuilder? I’d love to be Indian or Middle Eastern too if possible but if not that fine. I just want to grow massive. 💪💪💪
It's a Friday night, and I'm at my usual spot at the bar. The dim lighting, pounding music, and the scent of alcohol create the perfect atmosphere for me to unwind after a long week. I'm sipping on my drink when I feel a presence next to me. I glance over and see Amir, a Middle Eastern jock who's a regular at the gym where I work out. He's muscular, handsome, and exudes raw sexuality.
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"Hey," he says with a charming smile. "Mind if I join you?" His deep voice sends a shiver down my spine, and I quickly nod, trying to hide my excitement. I've had a huge crush on Amir ever since I first saw him at the gym, but I've never had the guts to make a move.
We chat for a while, and I can't help but steal glances at his perfectly chiseled jawline and the way his bulging biceps.
I manage to gather my thoughts and muster the courage to ask him, "Amir, can you flex for me?" His smirk widens, and without a word, he slowly raises his right arm. The fabric of his tight t-shirt stretches taut against his bulging bicep, the definition and size of his muscle becoming more prominently displayed.
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"Can I kiss it?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper in the midst of the pulsating music. Without a word, Amir grabs me by the back of my head and shoves my face into his musky bicep. The heat and scent that emanate from his skin are intoxicating, a heady combination of sweat, cologne, and raw masculinity. I take a tentative lick, testing the waters. To my surprise, he doesn't seem bothered. Encouraged by his lack of resistance, I plant a series of greedy and lustful kisses on his bicep. The taste of his salty skin is earthy, primal, and I can't get enough of it.
After a little while longer I’m starting to feel a bit tipsy from the drinks, “Kiss me like you mean if, hottie!” I drunkenly slur.
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Almost immediately the weight of his muscular body pushes me down, he pounced on me grabbing my face with his strong hands. His touch is rough, yet strangely tender. I can feel the callouses on his fingers, a testament to the hard work he puts in at the gym. His lips crash onto mine with a force that leaves me breathless. They're full and soft, a stark contrast to the rugged masculinity he exudes.
The taste of his mouth is intoxicating. It's a mixture of the beer he's been drinking, the minty freshness of his toothpaste, and something uniquely him. There's a rawness to it, a primal flavor that leaves me wanting more. His tongue darts in, exploring every corner of my mouth with a hunger that mirrors my own. It's relentless, possessing, claiming me as his own.
Suddenly, he leans in close and whispers in my ear.
"I want you to suck me off," he says with a smirk. His boldness takes me by surprise, but I'm not complaining. I've dreamt of this moment for so long, and now it's finally happening. He grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me down onto my knees.
"Get to it," he commands, and without hesitation, I take his cock into my mouth. The taste is...unexpected. It's salty, sweaty, and oh so musky. It's clear that he hasn't showered after his intense gym workout, but I find myself getting more and more turned on by his primal scent.
His thrusts are forceful, almost brutal, and I struggle to take him all in. But the feeling of his thick length hitting the back of my throat is oddly satisfying. I can feel myself getting harder with each thrust, my own cock straining against the fabric of my shorts. It's as if his dominating presence has awakened something primal inside me, something that craves submission and pleasure.
After what feels like an eternity of bliss, I can sense that he's getting close. His thrusts become faster, more urgent, and then with a loud grunt, he cums hard into my mouth. His hot load fills me up, and I eagerly swallow every last drop. I can feel the power of his cum surging through my body, and then...everything changes.
I suddenly find myself in a different place, a different body. I look down and see that I'm now in Amir's body, my own muscular physique replaced by his. I can feel the weight of my cock hanging heavily between my legs, still slick with the remnants of my own cum.
I can't resist the urge to explore every inch of it. I squeeze and grope his bicep, feeling the rock-hard muscle under my touch. The mere sight and touch of it make me feel a sense of power and dominance that I never experienced before.
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My other hand roams down to his sculpted chest, tracing the outline of each sinewy muscle. I can feel the defined ridges under his skin, the result of countless hours spent lifting weights at the gym. The musky scent of his sweat lingers on his body, and I inhale deeply, relishing in the raw masculinity that exudes from him.
My new cock, still slick with the remnants of our earlier encounter, twitches with excitement. I wrap my hand around it, the familiar girth and length sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
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“Are you done? Shut up and stand still” Amir, in my body, smirks down at me with a look of pure satisfaction. I freeze up, unable to speak or move, terrified I’m forced to just listen.
“Listen up, boy. There’s a curse on that body of yours,” Amir says with a grim look on his face. “It's powerful. It’s gonna make you obey any man’s command, no matter what. You're gonna be a toy, a plaything for anyone who wants a piece of you. And let me tell you, it’s a living hell.”
He pauses for a moment, as if lost in a painful memory. “I was in your position before. Tricked into sucking off that cursed body of yours. And now look at me, trapped in a never-ending cycle of servitude. Every guy who comes to me at the gym thinks he can do whatever he wants...and I have to take it. A curse, a body toying with me constantly."
With a bitter chuckle, he continues, “And now, I’ve passed that curse on to you. You’ll know what it feels like to be at the mercy of every man who comes your way. You’ll crave their commands, their touch, their power over you. But I think I’ll keep this hot body around to serve me”
"From now on," Amir, in my old body, commands with a devilish grin. "You'll never be able to get hard or cum again, but you'll always be extremely horny." With that, I feel a strange sensation coursing through my body. My once proud member goes limp, the hardness vanishing without a trace. My balls seem to shrivel up, devoid of their usual weight. But in their place, a burning desire takes hold, my libido going into overdrive. But more than that, I know that now that I can never cum again I am trapped, I’ll never be able to leave this body if I can’t get a guy to swallow my cum.
"Now," he continues, that smirk never leaving his face, "How about you service my new cock, then you’re coming home with me to be my new fag?"
There's no hesitation as I immediately drop to my knees and eagerly take his rapidly hardening length into my mouth. The taste is familiar, the rough texture of his skin against my tongue, the diminishing musky scent, all serving as a reminder of the dominance he now holds over me. My actions are desperate, eager, as if trying to prove a point. I suck with a fervor, each bob of my head a silent plea for his mercy, his control. This is my new reality, a life of servitude and submission, and have to embrace it wholeheartedly whether I want to or not.
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New Phone, Who Dis?
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Logan and Reese had quite the odd relationship. Reese was the football team’s quarterback and the star athlete at their school. Logan was the smartest person in their grade by a mile, and was guaranteed the valedictorian spot. Their friendship started way back in freshman year when Reese protected Logan from some bullying done by the senior jocks that year. A friendship blossomed out of that, and Logan could be seen on the sidelines at every one of Reese’s games and even at the team’s spaghetti dinners, and Reese was the smartest athlete at the school by a mile, thanks to lots of tutoring by Logan.
The relationship wasn’t sexual in any way, but both men secretly wanted one another. Reese was actually quite open in his sexuality and had dated a few guys in the past before. He didn’t want to ruin his friendship with Logan, though. Logan, on the other hand, was still in the closet, and didn’t dare express that he liked Reese sexually, lest their friendship be ruined. However, one part of their relationship that Reese wished he could change was making Logan more willing to accept hand-outs or even help from others. Logan lived alone with his mom, who was seriously ill. Whenever he wasn’t in school, he was either working or taking care of her. He very rarely asked for help, and Reese noticed that he had the oldest iPhone model that still worked as a phone. He was originally just going to give Logan one of the phones that he tossed out when the newest upgrade came around.
However, he remembered that app that one of his football bros had shown him, and knew that it would be perfect for Logan. He downloaded it onto the phone that he was going to give to Logan, and adapted the parameters to make sure Logan wouldn’t need to work a stuffy office job again in his life. Reese also made sure that Logan would be comfortable expressing his sexuality and that he would have no qualms about asking Reese out down the line. He also wanted to make him a bit dumber and definitely hotter, so that they would be seen as a power couple as well. He made sure the app was set to change the next face it saw, and not his, as this iPhone had Face ID. Reese carefully made sure no one even glanced at the phone before giving it to Logan.
“Uh, thanks, man, but I don’t need this phone.”
“Logan, bro, I insist! You need a phone like this in today’s society. Heck, I’ll even pay for your phone bills!”
“I’ll pay for my own bills, thank you very much.”
“So you’re accepting the phone?”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t read that much into it, Reese. Now get ready for practice, man! I’m not missing work and taking care of Mom for nothing!” Reese was pleased that Logan accepted it, and knew that the changes would start sometime soon. Logan didn’t notice anything amiss when he opened his new phone for the first time. It took a little getting used to, having no home button and the phone itself being bigger, but soon enough, he was using it at school just like his old phone. Reese smiled when he saw Logan using it, but he didn’t notice any changes in his best friend.
The weekend after he got the phone was when Logan first started to change. He had been shy for as long as he could remember. It took a while for him to open up, even to Reese. Logan also had some issues concerning the way his body looked. He was ashamed of his body, even though he barely had any fat on him at all and still looked cute. He was scrolling through Twitter on his phone while his mom was taking a nap when a notification popped up on his screen. “SUNS OUT, GUNS OUT!” it read, and Logan just had to laugh. He was quite the scrawny individual, only having passed gym because he worked as a statistician for the AD for all four years at the school. The notification disappeared before he could click on it, and it didn’t show up in the notification queue.
“Huh,” thought Logan, and soon didn’t think anything of it as he got caught up in the next Kardashian scandal. However, the app slowly made some changes to Logan’s clothes. All of the sleeves vanished from his shirts, at least his normal button-downs and polos. The sleeves on his sweatshirts still remained, and his pants were still long as well. He didn’t even notice the changes, and since he was still wearing the sweatshirts and long pants every day, no one noticed the change, not even Reese!
A week or so had passed when the next pop-up appeared on his phone: “BE A BRO AND WORKOUT WITH OTHER BROS, BRAH!” Logan just smiled at the notification, as he was far from being a bro and had never set foot in a gym in his life. However, this pop-up caused both physical and mental changes. Logan got slightly more muscular. He only packed on a few more pounds of muscle, and the changes weren’t too obvious. However, this pop up also made Logan want to work out with one of the only bros he knew, Reese. It was a pretty awkward conversation, at least from Logan’s end, but Reese did agree to work out with him.
Around the same time next week, Logan got another notification from the app: “SHOW OFF YOUR GAINS, BRAH!” Logan wasn’t able to click on it this time either, and he had a small chuckle again. He hadn’t even gone to the gym, let alone be able to show off any gains! However, this change was to his clothes as well. All of his hoodies vanished after Logan read the notification, even the one he was wearing!
No sleeves and no pesky sweatshirts meant that people could see his gains easier, if he had had any right now. Logan was once again oblivious to the change in his wardrobe, but Logan and some of the other students noticed. They didn’t comment on it, though. It was quite a bit earlier Saturday morning when the next notification lit up his phone. “NEVER SKIP LEG DAY, BRAH!” this one read. Logan did have toned legs, if only from walking everywhere on campus! Like the past two changes, this too was to his clothes.
All of his long pants, whether they be jeans, khakis, or even sweatpants, had turned into shorts. They weren’t super short shorts, but they were short enough to show off Logan’s knees and his toned yet small legs. More people noticed the changes in Logan’s outfit this week, even though he still didn’t. The next notification actually came on Sunday this week. “BE A FAN OF TAN!” was the notification this time, and try as he might, he couldn’t click on the notification. Logan looked to see if there were any apps on the phone he didn’t recognize, but all of them he knew. As he continued helping his mom throughout the day and went to work, there were some more physical changes, although just one thing was changed because of this pop-up.
He got a tan, but not a deep tan that constant beachgoers had. Instead, his skin slightly darkened. Logan also now had the strong desire to hit either the tanning booths or the beach whenever his tan was fading. This was his most drastic physical change yet, but no one except Reese noticed that something had changed. Everyone else thought that Logan had always looked like that and loved to tan.
The next notification, popping up Friday evening, read, “DO YA EVEN LIFT, BRAH?!” Logan had slowly been gaining muscle working out at the gym with Reese. However, within seconds of that notification leaving the screen, Logan began to grow bigger and gained muscles from his neck all the way down to his ankles. This included his pecs, which now slightly protruded from his body and were nice and soft and squishy. His arms got massive as well, his biceps now having peaks and his arms were even bigger than his neck! His abs were a bit harder than his pecs, but Logan now had a clearly visible six-pack of abs, even when he wasn’t flexing! They were nice and chiseled too, and he had some nice v-lines as well. He also got a nice bubble butt which his clothes nicely framed, and he finally got some meat on those legs.
By now, most of Logan’s clothes were too tight on his frame, and even though he was pretty oblivious to the changes, he was not oblivious to the pain his tight clothes were causing him. However, he didn’t need to wait long, as the next morning, he received the next pop up on his phone: “DRESS FOR SUCCESS, BRAH!” His wardrobe was then magically updated by whatever magic was imbued in the app. Logan’s clothes changed to now fit comfortably on his much bigger frame, and his style changed as well. His button downs and khakis were replaced with jerseys and basketball shorts. All of his clothes now showed off his body at the same time as they covered it up, a bit paradoxically!
The muscle growth and clothing changes were some of the most dramatic changes yet, especially in regard to the tanning, but when he walked on campus that Monday, no one seemed to question him. In fact, they thought that Logan had been that way all along! Logan then had to wait until the weekend to see the next pop-up. It read, “SAUSAGE PARTY, BRAH!” This pop-up caused yet another physical change. His cock and balls hadn’t grown along with the rest of his muscles, so as he mindlessly scrolled through his phone still, his flaccid cock grew an inch or so in length, and his erect length added a couple more inches, with the balls increasing in size to match.
It was actually almost right before Logan fell asleep on Saturday when the next notification appeared. “BE THE LIFE OF THE PARTY, BRAH!” this one read, and Logan didn’t even bother to try and click on this one; he was much too tired. These changes were mental, and as a result, didn’t show up at all until just before the next weekend rolled around. Reese had always hosted ragers at his house after the football game every week. Logan was always invited, but politely declined each and every week, stating that he needed to study or take care of his mom. This Friday, though, Logan showed up at the party carrying two cases of beer! He was definitely the life of the party now, and even though quite a few other students at the school interacted with him at this party, they still didn’t notice that the studious Logan had turned into such a party animal!
This time, it was Sunday when the alert popped up on his phone. “ALPHA IN THE GYM, ALPHA IN THE BEDROOM!” this one read, and this time around, Logan was a bit perturbed by the language. That whole “alpha” and “beta” and “omega” thing was bunk, but he still couldn’t click on the notification, or even find the app that was sending the notification. As he went back to going through his inbox, the mental changes started to take effect. Those didn’t have an effect at the moment, but the next day, Logan found himself going to the gym without any prodding from Reese and started working out just like some of the bodybuilders in the gym already.
By now, Logan had absolutely no qualms about expressing his sexuality, although he did still keep his crush on Reese a secret. In the bedroom, Logan was definitely what they called a dominant top. He loved plowing his cock into some guy’s tight ass, which he usually called a “pussy,” as he talked down and dirty to them as well. The next notification only solidified Logan’s alpha nature but mostly helped him to get over his body positivity issues, as it was “YOU’RE SEXY AND YOU KNOW IT! ;-)”. Most guys were turned on by his muscles, his dick, and just how aggressive he was in the sack and now so was Logan himself. Reese had heard stories about how Logan was acting now, and he was pleased with how Logan was turning out.
Another notification popped up just over after the “sexy” one, still on the same day. Logan was walking through his door after coming home from fucking a hot DL athlete when he saw at the top of his screen: “YOU’RE THE MAN, AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT, BRAH!” Like most of the changes happening now, it was another mental change, this one making sure that Logan knew that he was cool. He was just like Reese and the other jocks at the school by now, and although he didn’t play any sports still, he still showed up to Reese’s ragers every Friday and bagged a new guy at every party, sometimes more than one! The other students at the school didn’t mention any of Logan’s “changes” at all, because to them, even as the changes got more and more dramatic, they always thought that that was just who Logan was.
The next one popped up a couple days later, the first one not to appear on the weekend. “HAVE SEX ALL-DAY EVERY DAY, BRAH!” it read, and this time around, it was a combination of a physical and mental change. As a result, Logan’s libido was now through the roof. Whenever he wasn’t doing something else, he was having sex with some hot dude, and since he lived in a college town, there was no shortage of different guys to sleep with every night. His refractory periods had vanished as a result of the pop-up, and sperm production didn’t seem to slow down for him at all either.
Then the next day, yet another pop-up showed up. This one said, “YOUR HOLES AND MIND ARE OPEN, BRAH!” This one didn’t have as clear of a message as some of the other pop-ups, but Logan clearly was affected by it. His inhibitions had decreased by a large amount, with the nerd-cum-jock now having very few limits in the place. He didn’t mind being a power bottom now or engaging in some kinks and fetishes if it meant he could get that dick. It wasn’t even two hours later, before Logan had even had sex again when the next one appeared.
“DUMB JOCKS DON’T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING, BRAH!” this one read, and this had a two-fold effect. Logan was still surprisingly smart for someone who got wasted every Friday and was constantly having sex with guys. He did still go to his classes and passed his tests and quizzes, up until he received this notification. His intelligence dropped precipitously in just the amount of time it took for the notification to leave the screen. Reese was the only one who noticed or even cared that the previous shoo-in for valedictorian was now taking classes that were supposed to be for jocks and were laughably easy compared to the advanced courses he had been taking before.
That notification made him care-free as well, which wasn’t too much of a stretch for him now. However, Logan needed a new career path now that he was dumber than a bag of rocks. Thankfully, Reese had programmed that into the app, and he also programmed another way for Logan to make money, especially after the 2021 NCAA ruling. “COLLEGE WRESTLING IS LIFE, BRAH!” read the next notification, carefully worded so that Logan didn’t join the WWE or anything like that.
Wrestling was a great outlet for someone like Logan, as it was one of the most highly sexualized sports out there. Thanks to the wrestling prowess imbued in him by the app, Logan never lost a match. However, greco-roman wrestling wasn’t really a viable career path, and Reese knew that Logan needed to do something else with his life as well. A couple days after his dumbing down and joining the wrestling team, the app sent out another notification: “DUMB JOCKS GET JOBS AS MODELS, BRAH!” That one didn’t actually change anything about Logan specifically, only pushing him to look for and apply to modeling jobs. With his looks and demeanor, he would be in high demand, and many studios and agencies were paying top dollar for him to model for them.
With a little help from Reese, Logan used the money he was getting from modeling to help pay for his mom’s care. Soon enough, they could pay for the ridiculously expensive procedure that would cure her disease. With his mom out of the way, Logan could focus on some other things in life, such as Reese and working out and having sex. The whole process to get his mom the cure took some time, so Reese was thankfully able to snatch Logan’s phone and adjust a few parameters so that the pop ups would start showing up again after his mom had moved out of his house.
Reese didn’t even plan it, but the next pop-up was also a pretty simple command: “TELL REESE YOU LIKE HIM!” Logan did just that, and soon enough, Reese and Logan were the power couple at their school. Even though Logan was modeling and had been transferred to the “dumb jock” classes, he still went to the school. Of course, he was one of the coolest jocks in school, if not the coolest jock, which everyone thought he had always been, and he was actually acing his classes, which wasn’t too difficult. It was Reese who helped him pass those classes, using the knowledge and study tips Logan had taught him back when he was smart.
Logan’s changes weren’t over yet, though, as the day after he had expressed his true feelings to Reese, he got another pop-up. This notification read “YOU’RE TOO SEXY FOR A SHIRT, BRAH!” Unlike the changes early on, his shirts didn’t magically vanish. There were still some places where a shirt was required, but surprisingly, the campus didn’t require a shirt. As a result, Logan showed up to class wearing no shirt and showing off his impressive body most days. More than one male student was furiously stroking their cock under their desk as Logan participated in the class as well and got most questions right!
A couple hours after that one, the last notification Logan would receive appeared. “YOUR TRANSFORMATION INTO A DUMB JOCK IS COMPLETE,” it read, matter-of-factly and without an exclamation point. The notification stayed on the screen long enough for Logan to click on it. It brought him not to that app but to the camera app, and it defaulted to the front-facing camera. “Why am I here? Who is here? Duh, Logan, you need to take a picture, brah!” He took the picture and officially completed his transformation into a dumb jock and Reese’s boyfriend.
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I was practicing my astral projection, it was something I recently discovered I could do, I liked to travel between the walls or see some cute guys, but there is something I like to do a lot, it's wrong, but that just adds to the fun, possessing the body of my older brother, Anthony, I found out I could do it after I got tired of my brother's bully, he always told me I was an inferior boy to him and that I should obey him and when I didn't he would beat me up After a round of bullying from my brother I went to my room and fell asleep, I feel a strange sensation, I open my eyes and see my sleeping body.
"I'm a ghost!"
I scream scared, I feel a force pushing me and I go through the walls of the house, I enter my brother's room and see him lying on his bed, again I feel a force pushing me, and I feel myself getting closer to my brother, as I stand in front of him, I feel how I am absorbed by my brother and I enter his body through his mouth, I open my eyes scared and I see around me, I am in my brother's room, I see my hands and they are not mine, my sight explores my surroundings and I see that it is not my clothes either and some big feet are at the end of my legs.I wake up scared and hear Anthony's voice screaming, I hurry and leave my brother's room and head to mine, as I enter I find my body, I get close to him and hear him breathing, it seems I'm asleep.I return somewhat confused to my brother's room, and sit on his bed, this situation is strange, I keep seeing my hands and how big they are, I explore my brother's body a little, I feel a strong smell and look for where it comes from, when I raise my arms and smell my armpits.
"Fuck, what smells this bad is Anthony's body."
Unlike me, Anthony doesn't use any deodorant. I smell myself again and this time his smell is not bad, the room seems to be filled with his smell, I have never come in here before so it is new to me, I feel the atmosphere start to warm up, as I think about how to get back to my body, the smell this body keeps bothering me I raise my arms and hesitating a bit I stick my nose in my brother's armpit, the smell is incredibly strong, I am stunned by it, as I continue to smell Anthony's armpits I turn my head and my eyes drift down, my brother's feet catch my attention, they are large, and he has long toes, his toe thumb has a shape, sexy? , what am I thinking, I mean his feet will also smell like his armpits?
I take one of his feet and bring it to my face, I give it a good sniff and smell a musky odor, but I no longer dislike it, his soles are hot and sweaty, hesitantly I open my mouth and use his own tongue to give his soles a taste, I use my brother's tongue to explore his foot, I run it from the heel to his toes, the taste of sweat in my mouth makes me horny, it doesn't take me long to put his foot in his mouth and I play with each of his toes with my brother's tongue, I had never noticed, but my brother's feet are sexy, and having him lick his feet himself and hearing the sound of his voice and tongue as I savor the taste of his feet very exciting.
I see my brother's shoes that has his socks inside them I take the sock and I feel that it is sweaty, I smell it deeply and I feel how a tent is set up in his pants, I discover my new cock and I see that it is big, somewhat surprised and hesitant I take it with my hand and I start to pull it with my brother's cock, while I smell his dirty socks, the smell of his feet and the taste of his soles that are still in my mouth makes me can't take it anymore, I push my shaft faster and my body fills with heat reaching the climax, expelling my brother's load on his shoes.At that moment I am ejected from my brother's body and I watch him regain control of his body and I return to mine.
After returning to my body I get up and go to my brother's room, knock on his door and listen as he arranges some things.
"Come in."
I hear my brother's voice say, he sounds kind of tired.
"What do you want asshole."
My brother says to me, I walk into his room and I'm greeted by the strong smell of Anthony, now it seems familiar.
"I just wanted to borrow your console."
I make up an excuse for him.
"Well it's fine."
That surprised me, he seems to be too confused to question me, as I leave his room I see under his room his shoe peeking out full of the load I had expelled earlier using his body.
That day I started to get along better with my brother.
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Big Man’s Lake
Alex wandered through the small forest in Spain. He had taken a break from the constant touring of Europe to do what he wanted to do, explore by himself. The spanish countryside was beautiful. The light filtering through the canopy of trees, and the soft chirping of birds. He had kept track of his location on the map he had carried the past year. The 20 year old, self-proclaimed adventurer always liked to carry a map, just in case.
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At the crest of a hill, he peered out over a valley, seeing an enormous lake. It looked like some kind of hotspring. A sign was hung on a tree next to him. "Lago Masculino Grande." Big Man's lake, Big Male? He grinned and stripped down to his trunks and got into the inviting lake. It bubbled, and tingled below him. When He got out of the cool refreshing water, he felt different. As he walked back to the city to go to the hotel, he felt like he was getting larger. It had to be a trick of the mind from the heat... but as he walked through the city streets, he noticed what was happening. He looked down at his body, almost speechless, he had gotten larger indeed. His whole body had thickened with muscles, his chest more defined, his arms larger. His wet trunks were being pulled down by their own weight, revealing his underwear. It had tightened on his waist, making small ridges. He ran back to the hotel, wanting to explore his new body.
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By nighttime, he had taken off his uncomfortable clothes. He was feeling bigger every minute that passed. What had happened in that lake? Had the tingling water done this? He was feeling tired, and climbed into bed in his hotel suite. The phone rang early that morning, his wake-up call as usual. Although, today he wouldn't be going out. He shifted his body to answer "Hello?", he gasped a bit at his new, deeper voice. "Yes, I'm up. Gracias." He slowly lifted the phone back into it's resting place. He rolled around in his bed, the sheet bunching up on his crotch... He felt even bigger... everything did..
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He slowly got up, lifting the sheet from his body. He saw his new body. Protruding pecs, defined abs, nice solid shoulders. Even his legs had definition. Between them was a real surprise though, a nice 8-inch cock lay over his nuts. He stroked it once with a grin. He was doing great now. Whatever was in the water was good enough for him. He spent the rest of his day lifting things in the suite, marveling at his new strength. He found a pair of underwear and jogging pants and pulled the bands wider. He had clothes now, but with his still growing muscular butt, they weren't going to fit for long. He stood in the kitchen, trying to figure out just what was happening to him. It didn't really matter, but he was wondering when it would stop. Yesterday morning he had only been 160 pounds, but now he was 220 or more.
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Alex stayed up the whole night, feeling himself growing more and more. He was nearing 300, he could feel it. He didn't know for sure though. His body was thick, ropey. His chest was like rock now, his shoulders sculpted, his neck was being supported by hard, triangular traps. He had abs now, though they were losing definition below the navel. He had veins streaking across his arms, and his quads were thick as his waist. He noticed that his nipples had moved further apart, and that his chest creased when he moved his arms. He had to take the underwear off now. His muscle ass had gotten larger, pulling the fabric in front tight against his growing genitals. He was a muscle god, and he knew it! The growing eventually slowed down, his body pumped and swelled one last day. He lost further definition in his arms, neck, and butt. He was looking a little more like an offseason bodybuilder. His chest was huge now, two massive pecs sat below his traps, and led to two soft-ball sized shoulders. His biceps looked like footballs, and his forearms were like thick rope. His quads were bigger than his waist now, and they had to maneuver around each other. He realized that he had absolutely no clothes now, so he got on the webcam and sent pictures of his predicament off home... he typed the e-mail to his friends in america. "So, if you could, please send me over some money or really really big clothes... I think I'm going to go for a swim again."
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Dad's Cam Show (Re-uploaded)
Note: This is a story I wrote in 2020 that was previously deleted by Tumblr. Couldn't find it until I stumbled upon am old hard drive. Hope you enjoy.
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This social distancing shit is so boring. I get it. It’s needed. But god damn am I running out of things to do. Can’t even meet the guys I’ve been talking to on Grindr. Worse yet is that I’m stuck back at home. I was supposed to graduate college this year! Instead I was slumped over a computer screen in my PJs with my dad making his special pancakes. Ugh. Fuck this shit. I just wish I could go back to a better time.
Whatever. I’m done complaining. Dad’s getting groceries which means I can snoop around his shit. Yeah I’m that bored.
Dad’s a big burly guy. Heading into his mid-forties now and starting to gray up a little, but still keeping his body builder life style. He’s pretty open with me. He told me he used to do cam shows back before livestreams were even a thing. Made sense. Had to show off the bod somehow. Don’t know how mom thought about it but whatever. She’s out of the picture.
His room always had a musky woodsy cologne-y smell. His laundry hamper was even better. I always loved taking his briefs out of there and putting them on myself. I’ve been following his footsteps and bodybuilding myself, but I’m still a ways away before I have an ass and waist as large as his. So his 36in undies droop a bit. I grabbed his black cap too. Man. He loves this thing. Well, plus the 10 others caps he has. He always had it topping his head. Pretty sure he wears it to sleep too. I put it on and flexed like him. I got a bit of a boner but nothing crazy.
His dinosaur of a laptop was open, and logged in. I know I shouldn’t have, but I did it anyways. There were so many folders within folders. So much boring shit… and then I found “cam pics.”
The briefs I was wearing tented and wetted. Fuck I was so scared to open it. But I clicked it and… In there was only one image. I clicked on it to make it bigger and it was my dad. About 13 years ago. He was shirtless, and wearing the same cap that I have on my head right now. My eyes drifted from his hairy arms to his chest to eventually his bearded face. He looked so… tired? There was something about the softness in his expression that really got to me. And then…
“Hey son! I’m home! Could ya help me with the groceries?”
Shit. I got up and scrambled. The briefs were soaked and still being soaked. I had so many windows to close out of. Then I started hearing his footsteps come closer. I panicked and grabbed the top of the laptop to close it, but I couldn’t move. Suddenly, all the windows on the screen started to close. All except for the image of dad I had opened it. It enlarged by itself, and then the laptop started to fucking shake. I tried to get it to stop but it just kept rumbling. Fuck it. I wound up my fist and punched the screen. But there was no impact.
In less than a second my body followed my wrist into the screen. Everything went bright, and I was in a different room. I looked around. It looked like my parents’ room at our old house. The same laptop was in front of me showing the same image as before. Dad’s younger face looking back… And then I saw his eyes move. I froze. I looked at the time. 12:56 turned to 12:57. This wasn’t an image. It was a fucking livestream.
I slowly tilted my head. Dad did the same. I widened my eyes. So did dad. A smile crept over our faces. I just time travelled! And into dad’s body! Fuck there was so much I could do now!
“PING”
A old-school AIM notification popped up on screen. I maneuvered dad’s hand to the mouse and clicked on it. “Hey daddy. You gonna give us a show or what?”
“PING”
“Let’s see those hairy pits man!”
Fuck. I guess dad wasn’t kidding about these cam shows. Shit how do I reply? Do I just say something?
“Uh…” I gulped. Dad’s gruff voice was in my throat. “You guys mean… uh… this?” I lifted and flexed dad’s right arm. Immediately his armpit hair bursted out. Moist and smelly. My nose naturally turned towards the sweaty pit. Holy fuck was it musky. I took a deep whiff and groaned.
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“PING. PING. PING. PING.”
“Fuck yeah daddy. Sniff that pit.”
“God damn you’re a big guy. How’s it feel huh?”
It felt amazing being so big. Watching everything I was doing be reflected by my dad on the recording was even better. The cockiness came in.
I wheeled the office chair back and did a double bicep pose. Sweat dripped off his hairy pits. I gave my face a rub and felt his beard scratch against his callused fingers. Then my hands felt the need to go down to his chest. I never felt so much pleasure from nipple rubbing in my life. The pings kept on coming. It was euphoric.
Dad’s cock was tenting the briefs I had put on earlier. I uncaged his 7 incher and let out a whiff of junk musk that filtered into my nose immediately. I started stroking and couldn’t stop. My other hand reached under dad’s taint, through the forest of pubes, and rammed a dildo into my dad’s ass crack.
“PING. PING. PING.”
“Holy fuck this is new! We gonna see a fingering show today!?”
“God damn man you enjoying yourself?”
I was. Everytime Dad’s moans left my throat I felt cock twitch a little bit harder. It just felt so amazing to feel his beefy arms rub against his beefy chest. His toes curling with every electric shock of pleasure moving through his beefy ass and legs.
I shot his load. Let out a gutteral yell. And it didn’t stop coming. My beard was soaked with three shots of cum. Chest was drenched with eight more. At this point, sweat was trickling down my temples. I relished in dad’s orgasm and then relaxed in the chair.
I watched as the notifications went crazy. Dad’s soft eyes housing my consciousness. Ugh. It felt incredible. I glanced over at his hat and felt the need to take it off. I did, and felt a wave of cool relief come off my head. Dad’s hair was cropped short, like a messy crew cut. And it was dripping with sweat. I felt the need to say something.“You like that, men?” Dad had so much suave in voice. The pings accelerated.I smiled and played with my cock. I could feel another round coming but felt a bigger presence unfold. Suddenly dad’s body started to shake. I tried controlling it, but I couldn’t weigh him down. My arms were flailing before my hands grabbed onto the edges of the desk. I whipped my head back, then head-butted the laptop screen. Light filtered through.
I was back at home, in my dad’s loose fitting briefs, his cap nestled on my head. Dad’s footsteps came by, then turned another direction. Guess he wasn’t coming by his room just yet. I looked down at his briefs, now soaked with my cum. Fuck. Was it just a dream?
It must’ve been. Just a fucking horny fever dream. What the fuck ever. Better than what I had been doing up until now. I leaned over to close the laptop but noticed something.
The image had turned into a recording.
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