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thegreatstoryteller · 1 year

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The Great Shift: Reunion

The Great Shift is a well known event that had swapped over 90% of the world’s population! However, after the initial fallout and chaos, a few years later people began to acclimate to their lives. Though there were still moments where people were confronted with just how much they’ve changed.

“Ok Ned Nuno. No one is gonna remember you as Ned the know it all. It’s been years. People are mature and have their own lives.” Ned said to himself in the mirror.

The young man looked back at his model like reflection. Sometimes he still couldn’t believe it was him. Only a few years ago he was looking at his own bespectacled face with his receding hairline. Sure he’s what some would call cute and charming. He always had a knack for intelligent conversation. After college he embraced his intelligence even more and had the luxury to travel as he got older... but he couldn’t deny that his former body wasn’t turning any heads romantically. They’d haver to notice the 5 foot tall waifish man for that to happen.

But now... that was no longer the case. All those years ago he was traveling at an airport when the Great Shift happened. One moment he was departing his plane, the next he was in a boarding area waiting to be seated!

Needless to say it was a shock. He’d gone from a smaller and dark skinned to a clearly white and very in shape young man! He later found that this guy was named Connor Duval and was just 21 years old at the time! Still in college too. And... well those first few days he certainly had a lot to learn about his new form.

However he couldn’t reminisce any further. He needed to get ready for his school’s 10 year reunion. He wasn’t the same timid nerd that people would pick on. He was braver! He’d seen the world! And wasn’t afraid!

- One ride to the school later -

“Ok. I’m afraid! Jackie! Are you here yet? I know this is the 2nd message I left for you on your phone, but I don’t want to be the only one here I know! You were always my best friend and I’m sorry I’m so nervous and-” Ned was pacing nervously outside of the building he once learned at, waiting to go in with his friend.

“Easy there poindexter. Your bestie is back.” A deep voice says spooking Ned as he jumps.

“J-Jackie?” Ned asks nervously seeing the towering muscular figure beside him.

“In the flesh. I though I told you that I shifted into that big Ukrainian construction worker? I mean all the better for it right? None of your old bullies ever messed with you when you butch lesbian bestie was at your side.” Jackie said with a flex.

“I know. I know. You were always so open and brave with yourself It’s honestly inspiring. I’m sorry i was so shocked. I’m just nervous and it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. I hope your girlfriend is taking it ok.” Ned offers sympathetically.

“Yeah she loves it. She swapped into this bi goddess of a woman and works out with me a lot. Good thing too! I’m still only attracted to women and I have the best one sucking me off every night!” Jackie bragged. Previously her normal crude humor always let out a laugh from Ned, but now Ned trembled a bit as Jackie sounded just like those macho straight guys that bullied him.

“Aren’t you a little under dressed without um... a shirt?” Ned asks.

“Ha! Well you know. I thought about going nude. But I did pack a polo so i can be decent. Aren’t you over dressed Ned?”

“What!? I couldn’t decide what to wear! I just chose one of my body’s outfits that still fits...” Ned blushes in his nice suit. Sure he was a 6 foot tall model with abs, but his indecision in outfits was ever present.

“Neverminded that anymore. Let’s get in there! You’re a tenured professor for Pete’s sake. And I’m a well known LGBT author. We got a lot to talk about.”

Jackie pulled Ned in with his surprising strength and they began to hear the music and mingling. Inside they were given name tags and soon saw the crowds of people that none of them recognized! One of the perks of the shift was that no one was ever mad when they didn’t recognize one another. In this case though Jackie and Ned’s eyes zeroed in on a few key people.

Stacy Skarsgaard was always known as the head cheerleader and total B. Her platinum blond hair and perky breasts getting her through life and landing her a cushy secretary job somewhere in the city, from what Jackie had heard. Now once again, as she was so many other times, she was blasted drunk and taking her top off. Only this time it revealed a powerful dark skinned chest with curly black hairs. Her perfectly shaved face saying, “And like. I”m already on my 4th husband and he totally worships me. Takes care of the kids and still tops me like a champ. Like. I totally see why gay guys do it all the time. I can’t stop. Any more martinis?”

Jackie snorts. “Where was that open mindedness when she tried to get student council to take down the LGBT Support Club? Freaking hypocrite. Their eyes then drifted to three men chest bumping and laughing.

“Are those guys Chad, Thad, and Grad?” Ned asks surprised. “Weren’t they... like the biggest guys on the football team?” Ned recalled the days when those beefy fat bodies would pound through the halls and shove him against lockers.

“Oh yeah. I heard they were working as assistant coaches at some college and ended up swapping with their respective school’s freshman swim team. They... certainly lost a lot of that freshmen 15 that we saw them with in university.” Jackie laughed admiring how they both towered over their former bullies, though Ned once again felt insecure about how much their abs looked better than his. Those three guys kept messing around but in different ways. Instead of belching and arm wrestling they were doing some handstands and showing how flexible they were.

“Ok. Ned. Stop sulking and start catching up. You wanted to prove to yourself you could stand up to your past. Now is your chance. Next person to walk through that door is gonna be a new person you have to say Hi to ok?” Jackie commanded.

Ned gulped and looked at the door nervously and was in awe of who stepped in.

“Paul Bailey?” Ned said astonished. He’d recognize that familiar leather jacket anywhere.... he could still smell it as the closeted athlete wrapped his arms around him all those years ago under the bleachers after a big game. Neither have them had mentioned the night since, but that hadn’t stopped Ned from cherishing that memory.... as well as stalking him occasionally on social media seeing who he swapped with.

Ned hadn’t realized he’d been staring that long as Paul immediately saw him and walked over. “Holy... Ned? Is that you. Wow you sure changed.” The man joked. His voice was different... but still so deep and smooth Ned nearly swooned.

“H-hey Paul. Guess we all have since the switch. You’re um... looking good.” Ned admitted, blushing. He missed his previous heritage that made these embarrassing actions less noticeable with his former darker skin.

“Thanks. I guess I traded in my older pasty body for a new more bronze kind. I wasn’t expecting to swap with an Asian bodybuilder, but hey I was at the airport. Right or wrong place depending who you ask for the shift.”

“Really? I was at the airport too when I shifted. It was kinda funny. I’d been traveling a lot since I got tenure as a professor, but the first thing I did when I shifted was trip. I guess no amount of travelling prepares you for suddenly having size 14 feet.” Ned laughs.

“Really? They do look big... dang. Those are like twice the size of your old ones.” Paul laughs too!

“Y-you remembered me that well?” The nerd felt touched.

“Of course,” Paul replied as it was his turn to blush. “Though hey! I got you beat with these size 17 wide feet. With these heavy muscle I nearly took out an entire cart of luggage.”

The two continued to laugh, comparing bodies, stories, and catching up. Jackie suddenly took her leave to be ogled by all of the female attendants.

Ned and Paul were having a great time walking around, having fun, and enjoying each other’s company.

Ned didn’t know that their bodies had met previously. That Connor was on the way to visit his boyfriend at the time... that miles away their original bodies were holding hands and laughing too... Ned couldn’t know that Paul had also been secretly keeping up with Ned after feeling bad about kissing and never calling...

But there are some things a know it all doesn’t know. Maybe it’ll be fun for him to start learning again. This time with someone both old/new.

#body swap #thegreatshift #The Great Shift #Great Shift #thegreatstoryteller #race change #racial change #height change #gender change #female to male

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baragonspleasurebarge · 2 years

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The One-Click a Day Site

A branching story written anonymously for CYOC. I've copied the text here for my own ease of access, but if you are the author and wish me to take it down or connect readers to your Patreon/Ko-fi/etc, contact me and I will do so.

Nate lived in a two bedroom apartment with his roommate Sam. Nate was a young gay man, fairly good looking. He and Sam had met when Nate moved in to the apartment but Sam was kind of a bust of a roommate. Sam was a little heavy set straight white guy with a pimply face who never left his room and spent all day on the computer playing WarCraft. Nate liked Sam because he was a good guy and he wished he could do something to help him out. Then one day Nate discovered this website called The One-Click a Day site. "Tired of your skinny body? Your big nose? Want to be a bit taller? Maybe a different race? Want to try being a girl? Then this is the site for you! The One-Click a Day site lets you change just about anything about yourself or another person. The only catch is that you can only do one click a day. Just enter the name of the person you would like to change and pick your click and you're ready to go!" Nate scoured the site, it really had options for just about anything you could think of. This site couldn't be real but just for shits and giggles he put Sam's name into the search field. He then clicked on "muscular" and hit "Save Profile". A window popped up. "Would you like subject to be aware or unaware of changes? Be warned that subject's entire personal history will change so that everyone including subject remembers him/her as always being this way if you click unaware. Only you will remember subject as being different unless the subject is you." Nate clicked unaware and saved. Then he bookmarked the site and went to watch TV, forgetting about the site. After a little while Nate heard Sam's doorknob jiggling. He laughed and said "Finally coming out of your cave?" Sam stood in the doorway and Nate's jaw dropped. Gone was the chubby, overweight Sam. In his place stood a guy who looked exactly like Sam, only with a fit body, like a fitness model or a body builder wearing workout clothes. Sam cocked an eye at Nate. "What're you talking about? I'm just heading to the gym like usual. You know, you could stand to get to the gym once in a while. I'll see you later." Sam left, leaving Nate dumbfounded.

Over the next week, to Nate's astonishment, he saw that nobody realized Sam had ever been different. Suddenly instead of being Nate's dorky roommate Sam was Nate's athletic roommate. Nate thought he was going crazy--maybe Sam really had never been any different? Nate decided to try another change. He went back to the website and clicked "Alter heritage". He selected to make Sam brazilian/japanese because it seemed like a unique mix and then clicked unaware and save. Then he called Sam in from the other room and nearly had a heart attack when Sam came out. Instead of an ugly faced muscular pasty white boy a tan ugly guy with a uniquely ethnic mixed look walked in. You couldn't decide whether you'd call him latino or asian looking. "Um, Sam, what's your last name?" Nate said to test it. Sam's last name had been Williams. "Uh Miyamoto. You know that." Nate did a double take. Then Sam sat on the couch and started complaining that no hot girls wanted to date a chinky looking ugly guy. Nate was starting to understand the power of the click site and decided to help him out.

Nate waited until midnight because the site was true to its name, it didn't come back up until a day had gone by after you made a change. Finally right at midnight he was able to bring the site back up. Sam still hadn't gotten back, he was probably hanging out with his new gym buddies, getting beers. Nate clicked under the looks section and then clicked handsome and he saw that there were a number of options. He could do rugged handsome, cute handsome. Finally he chose model handsome and clicked save and unaware. Then he went and watched TV again and fell asleep on the couch. Around two in the morning he heard a key in the lock and some giggling. He watched as a startlingly handsome version of Sam walked into the room with a busty blonde girl. They were both obviously drunk and making out, the girl all over Sam's muscle. Sam looked at Nate in surprise. "Sorry man! I didn't mean to wake you up. We're just going in my room." He winked at Nate, flexed an arm and led the girl into his room.

Nate became obsessed with the site and making Sam hotter. Every day he made some further change to Sam. He made him 6'3", gave him a monster cock, made him a sex machine. Their apartment became a veritable brothel as the turn around rate of the girls coming through got so high. The girls were getting progressively hotter too. He made changes to Sam's personality too, making him more self absorbed, making him into the ultimate fantasy of a cocky jock. Finally Nate couldn't take it anymore. Nate decided to once and for all change Sam's orientation. He had hesitated on doing this before because it wasn't so much improving Sam's life as messing with it, but he knew he had to. As the weeks and changes had gone on Nate was finding it harder to live with Sam. The man was a walking wet dream and took every opportunity to show off his body or admire himself in the mirror. Also Sam seemed to be getting a bit uncomfortable with Nate constantly staring at him and had made comments a few times. Nate waited until midnight and then clicked "Orientation - gay - top". Then he waited for the customary drunken home coming. Finally around two Nate heard the key in his door, the drunken laughter. Sam walked in and there was something different about him. Nate realized he looked like a gay man now. He had a sexy swept haircut and was wearing form fitting trendy name brand clothing that highlighted his perfectly muscular body. He was with a young guy, blonde and cute, who was hanging all over him. Sam was an alpha dog of gay men and knew it. Sam winked at Nate and went into his room and within minutes Nate could hear the bed banging. The next week Nate tried constantly to get Sam to sleep with him and it was really making Sam uncomfortable. Finally Sam confronted him about it and told him he just wasn't his type. Nate was devastated and began avoiding Sam. He was happy with his life and didn't want to change himself, so he forgot about the site.

One day Nate left his laptop sitting on the couch while he was out. Sam found it there. He didn't have a high opinion of Nate, he thought he was a bit creepy. He looked in his favorites to see what kind of porn Nate was addicted to and he saw the site. Something about it intrigued him somehow so he went to it and made the same discovery Nate had. Thinking it was just some stupid porn game, that it probably altered images or something, he typed Nate's name into the computer. Then under occupation he found "Occupation - porn star - gay - twink - successful". He could probably get a good picture and use it as blackmail. He saved and clicked unaware. Hours later Nate came home while Sam was cooking dinner. Sam dropped dinner all over the floor and said "What happened to you?!" Nate arched an eyebrow. He looked completely different. He was skinny but a muscular skinny with buffed arms and pecs, and he was blonde now with blue eyes. There was something very sexual about him now too. Sam was very turned on. "What are you talking about?" Nate said. "I was just filming. You know I bet I could get you a job on the set." It was Nate's dream to get Sam to do porn. They'd never slept together. Sam shook his head. "You mean porn?" "Yeah of course." "No way man, that's trashy." Sam began cleaning up the floor, trying to get around this change. Nate huffed. "Whatever man. Maybe you'll change your mind." Then Nate went into his room leaving a very confused Sam.

"Trashy? I'll show that asshole." Nate said, and went to the website. Luckily it was post midnight so he didn't know Sam had used it once today. Then he clicked "Personality - slutty - himbo". He then saved and went into the other room. The effect was instant. Sam was now wearing a ripped wife beater and some tight pants. He had also gotten a little bit dumber, and all he really cared about now was working out and having sex. He smiled sexily at Nate and glided over to him, putting a hand on his arm. "Hey sexy, is that offer still open? You should take me in to meet your producers." Nate shrugged him off, still feeling angry. "I'll think about it man." He then sat on the couch and ignored Sam who kept flirting with him and touching him. Finally Sam announced he was going to go out to the club and get some ass and left. He came back later after Nate had gone to bed with two cute young guys for a marathon fuck session. The next morning he kicked the boys out, waited until Nate was taking a shower, and snuck into his room and on his computer. Nate was so stuck up and Sam wanted to sleep with him so bad. He clicked "Personality - slutty - whore" and chuckled. "He's already a porn star. If I make him a whore he's sure to sleep with me." Then he saved. Instantly he felt different, a little light headed. Nate stepped out of the bathroom still wet and completely naked. He came right over to Sam and said "Tell me one thing. Why haven't you fucked me yet?" Sam didn't need to be asked twice. He wasn't the brightest bulb now and sex was pretty much all he cared about. They embraced and began kissing, two extremely sexy guys getting it on, and within minutes Sam was fucking Nate's tight ass. Nate was a very, very good bottom and cried out in ectasy as he and Sam came at the same time. That day Nate got Sam a job on the set and the two became boyfriends in an extremely open relationship.

#long #cyoc #roommates #straight to gay #race change #muscle gain #asian #latino #height change #twink #iq drain

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bonus-links · 9 months

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WOO, finally got this ref chart together! the art's actually kinda old by now (I started this back in february) but I didn't feel like redrawing everything outside outfit changes sooooo,,,,,my apologies 😅 here's the main cast! you can find individual refs in this masterpost

#height differences may be slightly inaccurate i forgot to take heel height into account sometimes #faq #bonus links #bonuslinksdotjpg #bonus content #bonus war #bonus wake #bonus wolf #bonus mage #bonus loft #bonus mask #bonus mirror #bonus slate #bonus spirit #bonus mini #all links #if ur familiar w bonus lore there are some slight changes here. again. sorry <3 #bonuslinks #spoiler link

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buboplague · 3 months

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updating his main outfit refs a little

#oc #zinru #digital #doodle #im never consistent with how i draw his pants #the height of his scarf sash thing also changes #i just want artists i com to do whatever they want really

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chrxnicdaydream · 28 days

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hc that Dazai made a point of calling Chuuya small when they met because Dazai was used to being the small one.

like, finally there was someone shorter than him. because let’s be real, Dazai was barely taller than Chuuya in Fifteen.

i think people forget how small Dazai was too— not just in height, but also in weight. He was underweight in Dark Era, but in Fifteen & even at present he's barely within the healthy weight range for his height. he was constantly described as a twig in Fifteen, and almost every time he's introduced in the light novels he's called lanky, slender, etc.

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asbestos-11 · 4 months

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they're so sick and disgusting, i need to shoot them on sight (said lovingly)

reblogs highly encouraged *cocks gun*

#neuvillette #furina #focallette #neuvifuri #genshin impact #draw tag #TEEEHEEEEEHEEE I LOVE THEM SM #so sad that the newest event only had a mention of neuvi i would have loved to see more of him (as if i don't main this guy)#i have 7 million styles and i change them like one would change clothes. king of inconsistency i dare say #but seriously tho don't mention it or take it seriously. one must have a whole arsenal of styles if they wish to survive in the art world #anyways love the height difference between the two bcs drawing furina on their tippy toes makes me melt. they're legit the cutest character #i mean neuvillette is cute too but furina my beloved is still the cutest <333333 #highly chompable character

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inkz123 · 1 year

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Screenshot redraw of the boisss🎉🎉🎉

From this part wehehe

Cross belongs to @jakei95 , Ink belongs to @comyet /@myebi, Fresh belongs to @loverofpiggies

#fanart #undertale fanart #undertale #underverse #cross sans #ink sans #fresh sans #i changed their heights a tad #i like this shot cuz of their diff faces haha #ink is smollll #lookat how tall fresh is wahaha #cross is just angy

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melanchoise · 1 year

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i miss you so

#it's missing hours #mcyt #mcyt fanart #sbi #sbi fanart #technoblade #technoblade fanart #philza #philza fanart #tommyinnit #tommyinnit fanart #wilbur soot #wilbur soot fanart #art #doodle #the heights are all off but i'm too lazy to change this nice posing

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puppetmaster13u · 4 months

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I just remembered I sketched this but never finished it lol. So uh, @radiance1 's blob ghost dragon Danny. Y'know he uh, probably either doesn't care or can't remember how to do human forms or disguises. Or at least completely.

Oh well I'm sure Amity Park doesn't care and I'm sure the JL will be fine. Don't mind Henry-the-emotional-support-scientist he is also fine. Or he will be. Once everything stops spinning.

Honestly remind me to finish this at some point lol.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #blob dragon danny #blob ghost #blob ghosts #danny fenton #dragon danny #ibispaintx #sketch #remind me to actually finish coloring this lol #Why yes his cloak is supposed to mimic wings and yes it can change shape #the blob ghosts are so happy because Dad? Dad is BACK?! Heck yea!#And he's brought a baby sibling!#Just realized that with how Henry is Danny must be fuckin huge #Good thing the Fenton house was built with Jack's and Jazz's height in mind already #Look Danny deserves to have a bunch of knicknacks #dragons have hoards and his is probably memrophilia from his friends

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cottonundiestf · 2 months

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Uh oh! Layla just drank Amazon blood! I sure hope she prefers her lover(s) to be shorter and weaker than her!

(Did you know I got TWO Amazon/Giantess potions? Fun fact!)

Layla sipped her drink, then set it back down to focus on her writing. Then she grabbed it again to take another sip, only to realize she drank the whole thing in two sips.

She just needed more, so she downed what was left of her meal. It just felt miniscule when it came to dealing with her appetite.

She stood and walked to the other room to grab her phone and order something else; something high in protein. But she hit her head! How did that happen? The doorframe was... lower?

Getting to a mirror, Layla realized it wasn't the frame's fault. Her chubby build had burned away all excess fat, and all that energy seemed to build her up from a height in the mid-five-foot range to well over six feet!

Nerding out, she remembered a Halloween costume a friend left in her closet. She got in there to squeeze into it, but wound up hitting her head again when she exited. She had avoided the frame; this time, she hit the ceiling.

Now over seven feet tall and chiseled like a Greek statue, she took some selfies in the window and called a local barbecue place. "Yeah, it's gonna be a big, big order, actually..."

#giantess #muscle gain kink #height change #layla potion game

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danothan · 4 months

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i like how gary and marshall's heights flipped when fionna returned

ep 6/7:

ep 9:

marshall is only allowed to be taller if magic is involved

#adventure time #fionna and cake #gumlee #princelee #gary prince #marshall lee #atime #danbles #their heights change in every scene so it’s not rly this linear but it’s funny to imagine #i am a taller gary truther tho. personally U__U

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baragonspleasurebarge · 2 years

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Jen's Boyfriend's Boyfriend

Four connected stories written by Ninja_Badger and posted on CYOC. I've copied the text here for my own ease of access, but if you are the author and wish me to take it down, contact me and I will do so.

Context: Jen has been cursed by Kyle to transform into the ideal partner of whoever she runs into next.

There was a knock on the door right in time. Jennifer tugged it open to be greeted by the clean-cut smiling face of her boyfriend. Kyle said she had no love in her life but here he was. It had taken Jen the better part of Junior year to land Nate, he always seemed a little reluctant, but as head cheerleader she had to have the captain of the football team. It was only natural. She chalked his reluctance up to the fact he came from a very conservative, religious family. She still hadn't talked him into sex beyond a little oral, but he loved her she could tell.

As always his blond hair was perfectly combed, his face clean and smooth, dimples in his cheeks from his smile. Normally he'd be wearing a polo, but since there was a game today he had on his jersey, though paired with a pair of chinos. He always dressed impeccably. He looked good, he was popular, and he didn't argue with what she wanted. So.. perfect. Sometimes she wished he'd unlace a little and…

The whole world seemed to give a lurch. Clothes melted away off of both Nate and herself, though Nate stood there seemingly unaware of the alteration. "Something wrong?" Jen opened her mouth to answer but couldn't seem to find her voice. Nate was changing right in front of her. It wasn't noticeable at first, his well coiffed hair got a little loose and shaggy. It still looked good on him, it just ruined his clean cut air, and he seemed to actually grow an inch or two as his face lost some of it's softness. He still had those boyish dimples but his jaw and cheek bones were more prominent. He looked less like a teenager, more like a man pushing into his early twenties. His jaw grew stubble, then into a full blond beard a little on the scruffy side.

When they first started fooling around, Jen convinced him to start shaving his body hair, but that was growing back in, too. Curly dark blond pubes around his 6" flaccid cock, and the strip up his stomach and little bit in the center of his chest that had been stubble moments ago was now growing out, and not just getting longer. It was covering more of his chest and stomach. Covering his pectorals, which also seemed, well, bigger.

He actually seemed to be growing bigger all over, from the still lean musculature of a high school football player to the more impressive bulk of a college athlete. His arms with thickening with muscle, veins moving to the surface as his chest popped out, and his abs carved into a nice six pack. Other than the hair, Jen would have been quite pleased with these changes. Though he seemed to keep going.

Jen couldn't put her finger on it, but he was getting older, going from his early twenties to his mid twenties. He softened a little. He didn't lose any of his bulk, in fact, he seemed to get even larger. He looked like a weightlifter, though he started losing some of his definition, such as his stomach smoothing out. He wasn't fat, he just wasn't concerned with being ripped, or so it seemed. "Jen?" His voice was even a bit deeper. It was still Nate, but a possible future Nate, probably around 26 or 27,

Why had he changed? The curse was to transform her.. and her world? Was there something.. He was beautiful. He was the perfect man for her.

Jen felt that thought like a kick to the head. "Yeah, sorry, forgot something upstairs.." She suddenly felt uncomfortable, like her body didn't fit quite right. He went through his change unknowingly, but it seemed her being aware was going to bring differences. She headed up the stairs in a bit of a panic. Her legs didn't seem to be working right, like they were too long. She ran into her bedroom and shut the door.

She needed to think. She caught sight of herself in the mirror and her eyes went wide. She must have been changing while Nate was as she didn't quite recognize the person in the mirror. Her hair was short and auburn, just that little hint of red in it, cut in a undercut style some of the jocks at school favored. Her face was.. well she hated to say it but she looked like her brother. The feminine softness had left, leaving his face a bit heavier, with thicker jaw and brows and a more prominent nose.

Her body was taller, and getting taller as she stared. No wonder her legs felt off. Her hands a feet were getting bigger, too. She had enough boyfriends to know she was probably sporting size 12 feet. Her hips were off as well, less curvy, and more narrow than her shoulders which looked particularly broad. She was… no…

Reaching between her legs, she was greeted by unbroken skin where her vagina should have been, and a nub of growth right at the front of her crotch above a wrinkly bit of extra skin. Though it was growing fast, growing even as her breasts were shrinking away. The nub pushed out, growing longer and thicker by the second, it had a weird look to Jen though, and as she gave it a little tug she realized it had a foreskin. She had never been with an uncut guy before, but she knew what it was when she saw it. Her breasts seemed to stop shrinking at one point and instead flattened out into a pair of pectorals. Her nipples were still a little on the large side, but nothing too out of the ordinary.. for a guy.

She was becoming a guy. Her brain wanted to scream, but her body wouldn't follow suit. Something about this felt so right, so perfect. Auburn pubes sprouted out around her cock as it slowed it's growth at just over six inches flaccid. She felt an uncomfortable pressure for a moment in her crotch as both her balls dropped into the waiting scrotum, which felt amazing once done. Peach fuzz grew into dark hair on her arms and legs, quite a bit of it, too,and thick bushes formed in her armpits. Even her jaw was darkening with a bit of a shadow as her pubes started growing in a line up her stomach.

Staring back at her from the mirror was a young man she wouldn't have recognized at all, but wouldn't have been out of place in the senior class. Leanly muscled with his red-tinted auburn hair. He was kind of on the cute side, looking like he might belong on the track team, or maybe the swim team if he shaved.

The changes weren't done with him yet though, much as happened to Nate, he was starting to age. Lean muscles gained some bulk, but not to the same degree as Nate. John was always going to be on the lean side, and actually stood a little taller than Nate. He could put on muscle, but he was built for running and swimming, not lifting and tossing heavy weights like his boyfriend.

His face lost more of it's youthfulness as he let his beard grow in. He kept it neatly trimmed, a little more careful in grooming for himself, even if he liked his shaggy muscle bear of a boyfriend's no-cares look. Hair grew out along his chest and stomach, trimmed a little on the shorter side so as not to hide the definition he worked on. Nate might be fine with a flat stomach, and John had to admit it was more comfortable for laying his head on, but he wanted that nice cut look. Nate loved his men hairy though, so John only trimmed, he'd never dream of shaving it completely. He also loved the feeling of his boyfriend's hands running through it, or of two hairy chests rubbing together. His dick gave a little jump at the thought. Nate was also the hairier of the two, so why compete. His aging slowed and stopped, leaving him the same 27 years old as Nate.

There was a thought drifting through John's mind now. He remembered being Jen, knew he was till Jen in a way. But John's mind and memories were growing stronger.

Why had Nate changed though? The curse was… Kyle had said her world could change to, and Nate was certainly included in that. Nate and John had met when Nate and Jen did, at least in the way the memories were coming. But they kept their relationship a secret. All the way through college, too. Nate's family, ultra-conservative and religious would never have accepted him as gay, but he needed their help to get through school. So they kept it secret, pretended to just be best friends. So the best situation for their love to exist was for Nate to be independent and on his own from his family. It didn't really change Nate, just made him older in the way he would have been in this reality, it turned the years forward.

He remembered Nate finally coming out to his family. Some of his extended family accepted him, younger cousins, one aunt and uncle, a sibling. The rest cut off contact. He knew that was going to happen, but he had to tell them. He had to to them because… a wedding band formed on John's left hand, a twin he knew to one Nate was wearing.

Clothes reformed on John, a black tank and a pair of blue basketball shorts, black sneakers appearing on his feet with low cut athletic socks. The room had changed, too. It wasn't Jen's old bedroom, but a master bedroom with a king sized bed he shared with Nate. There were pictures of them on the wall, a few from their Honeymoon in Mexico. John felt a bit of a pang of worry as he left the room to head downstairs. The whole house was different, smaller than the one Jen grew up in, but this was their house.

Nate stood by the front door, scruffy as ever, though in purple basketball shorts, and a white tank top with a neck low enough to show off the hairy cleavage between his pectorals. Nate loved showing off his chest. He held to protein shakes in his hands, holding one out to John as he reappeared. "Ready to go? Got everything?"

"Yup. Thanks, hun." John said as he took the offered drink, exchanging a quick kiss with his husband, and they both headed out the door and to Nate's jeep.

~~~JUST A QUICK STOP~~~

As John say in the Jeep and they cruised along other memories came to him. They owned a gym together, one that was labeled as LGBT friendly. Unfortunately that gave it a bit of a reputation (not entirely undeserved) for locker room shenanigans. The members were warned not to let it get too out of control. He thought they were off to work for the day, but instead noticed they were taking a different route.

"Are we headed to the school?" John asked, giving his husband a bit of a glance.

"Yeah, I just need to drop off something Ralph left at the gym last time he was there, asked me to on my way in." Nate just grinned as he pulled into a parking space in front of the high school and grabbed a gym bag out of the back seat.

Ralph. John wracked his brain, and a face came easily to mind. Ralph was Mr. Nolan, a young and quite good looking English teacher at the school. Young.. though probably close in age to what Nate and John were now. In fact, he was a regular at the gym and friends with them, and gay. That little bit of knowledge would break many a girl's heart in the school. He was quite popular among the girls, for his good looks. Fit, handsome…

John preferred his husband of course, and he watched Nate's backside happily as he went into the school, but if he was going to pull someone in for a threesome, Ralph would be near the top of the list. Then John saw someone else heading into the school, someone he recognized and sent a small spike of anger through him.

"Kyle!"

Kyle blinked as he heard his name shouted in a deep voice and looked around trying to figure out where it came from. Finally his eyes settled on a good-looking, bearded man in his mid-twenties sitting in an oddly familiar Jeep. He knew he had the right person when he was being motioned over. He looked around skeptically, but due to his call to Jen this morning he was already running late for class. No one else was really around, but he had to say he was curious.

He headed over to the car, to see the other guy getting out. "Do I know you?"

The guy grinned and then moved quick, one arm wrapping around Kyle's chest and arms to keep them pinned and another going over his mouth. "Transform or dare?"

Kyle could feel himself start to panic. No way.. this couldn't be Jennifer. He was trying to answer but the big hand over his mouth was too strong. He knew the seconds were ticking away and there was nothing he could do but flail around and hope somebody saw him. No one did. Eventually he was let go and he gasped for air.

"Oops, too bad, you get both." The guy leaned back against the jeep, arms across his chest. "You know, I was angry with you at first. But I'm actually really liking how things turned out."

"Jennifer?"

"John now, actually. Yeah, turns out Nate was gay, and we had to get older to be together.. I don't know. This shit is weird." Kyle's mind was reeling, Nate? Jen's boyfriend and captain of the football team? No. He wasn't anymore, Kyle guessed.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Easy. What you did to me, except can't have first person you see. That'd be me and I'm quite happy with Nate. So. For your dare, you'll fall in love, emotionally and sexually to the next person you hear say your name, first and last. For your transform, you'll change to what they'd find appealing in a partner. I don't want to risk messing up what I have, so only you'll change. But only you and I will have memories of who you were before." Inside the school bell rang. "Better run to class, you're late."

Kyle wanted to say something, but he took off into the school. He only slowed slightly as he passed Nate, eyes going wide in recognition, but then hurried past.

John watched Nate step out of the way of the rushing Kyle, shaking his head in the way adults do at the antics of teens. "Ready to go to the gym?" Nate asked. John nodded his head as he hopped into the Jeep. Maybe things really would be better like this.

~~~ NEW LESSSONS ~~~

Kyle booked it to his first period class, coming in the door as the teacher was already lecturing. "Kyle Perkins. You're late. Take your seat."

He was already headed to his usual spot, taking off his backpack, though hearing his name hit him like a ton of bricks falling on him. He had heard Jen.. John after all. "Sorry, I.."

Mr. Nolan held up his hand. "No excuses, just sit down." Kyle stared at Mr. Nolan, he hadn't expected the curse to work on Jennifer, but it did, unless she paid off that dude to fake him out. And now, if it was going to work on him, he was staring at his future lover. Jen.. John had cheated though, right? He kept Kyle from answering, maybe that would..

Kyle found himself staring at Mr. Nolan, his train of thought drifting away. His ass looked really, really good in those pants.

Kyle shook his head. School rumor might have said Kyle was gay, but he wasn't. But here he was staring at his male teacher's ass and getting a hardon from it. Rumor also said Mr. Nolan might be gay, something about one of the seniors spotting him at a gay friendly gym. The rumor didn't hold much traction though. Most of the female students had the hots for him, and Kyle was beginning to see why.

At twenty-five, he was certainly the youngest teacher at the school, but he was also super fit, supposedly having played baseball in college. As such he had a prominent chest and thick arms used to swinging a bat. His dress shirts always fit him a bit on the snug side, showing off some of his physique. Rumor also said he was pretty well hung. But he didn't wear his pants as tight as his shirt, but some student claim to have caught him tented. The usual high school bullshit. His black hair was cut short and styled up in the front, his jaw always sporting a couple days worth of designer stubble. The dark hair contrasted sharply with his bright blue eyes.

Kyle didn't know how long he had been staring off at Ralph but his clothes were becoming uncomfortably tight. Mr. Nolan.. not Ralph. Without even asking Kyle grabbed his bag, got to his feet and rushed into the hallway. No one stopped him. He was trying to figure out where to go when he saw the door to one of the staff bathrooms. Single occupancy with a locking door. Students were forbidden from using it, but Kyle needed to figure out what was going on. He ducked inside and shut the door, locking it tight.

Just in time, too. As the door shut, Kyle's clothes just vanished, leaving him standing in the bathroom naked. Kyle had never been the biggest guy, in fact he would usually be on the bottom of the pack. Scrawny nerd was usually a kind way of describing him. But he could instantly see why his clothes had been getting tight. He was bulking up. Not much yet, but he wasn't a skinny twig person anymore.

Even in the mirror his features were changing. His lank, mousey brown hair which he 'styled' by keeping it short enough to stay out of his eyes was starting to curl and develop a bit of a sheen, darkening to a darker, rich brown. The freckles spattered across his cheeks and nose were vanishing as his skin darkened slightly to a naturally tan color. He knew it was natural, there were no tan lines on him, and even his nipples and cock had darkened to a subtle brown. His eyes which were already brown actually paled a bit, brown, but a paler almost gold. He looked Latino, or maybe mixed? It was hard to pin down exactly.

He was still growing, too. Kyle Perkins was small, the man he was becoming was definitely not. It felt like every bone in his body had turned to taffy and was being stretch out. First his feet and hands, then his legs and arms. He had to readjust the way he was leaning on the counter as he went from 5'4" to 6'4" in a matter of minutes. Ralph liked his men tall, he was no shorty at 6'1" but he liked even taller than him. Kyle's once mostly smooth body was also suddenly growing brown-black body hair, especially in his crotch and pits, though his arms and legs were darkening, too.

His face was growing more mature. Losing that smooth roundness of youth, his features becoming sharp and angular. A dark goatee grew in around his mouth and on his chin, the rest of his jaw and cheeks darkening from a thick facial hair shadow except where his sideburns grew in.

His muscles were growing in as well, lean and svelte. A hint of definition without being at all bulky, but he was definitely becoming someone who knew how to keep his body in good shape. He may be taller than Ralph, but his wolf was the bulkier between them.Kyle might even be a bit leaner than John, the man coming to mind. Him and Nate weren't bad looking, the bearish Nate looked like he could be fun, and John was pretty much a wolfish type, which Kyle absolutely loved. It's why he found Ralph so irresistible, and Ralph? Well, Ralph liked his tall lean otters. Which was Kyle to a tee.

Curly brown hair was growing up his stomach in a neat treasure trail, and some spread out along his chest, thicker in the center and lightening at the sides. He wasn't the hairiest guy, but he was proud of what he had. Like everything else about him, his cock was long, 7" flaccid and almost 9" hard, but slim. The changes were slowing, including his aging, seeming to leave him in his mid-twenties. Twenty six to be exact, of course he knew his own age.

Clothes reappeared on his body, jeans, unlike the ratty ones that disappeared these were nicer, designer, appropriate for business casual wear. Teachers were allowed to wear jeans on Fridays. Wait. Teacher? A undershirt and button up appeared over his torso, the top button undone. No tie, but a nice vest appeared over the shirt, accentuating his trim waist. He pulled back his dark, curly hair, pinning it in a loose tail at the back of his head, a few strand escaping which he tucked behind his ear. He knew he was a popular crush among the students, not as much as Ralph was, but he had his following. Imagine if those students knew the two hottest male teachers in the school were an item. They were keeping it mostly mum for now, until they cold figure out if they could both teach at the same school and carry on their relationship.

Kyle would happily change schools if he could stay with Ralph. He had never been so happy with someone. They had both started teaching at this school this year, and instantly fell for each other. The new memories were pushing the old ones down. He could still feel them there, but they were like an odd dream. Kyle Perkins was gone, he was Kyle Perez, a Spanish teacher, and Ralph Nolan's boyfriend.

He grabbed his backpack, which no longer was full of his homework, but other student's homework and grading he had to do, and left the bathroom. He knew the way to his desk by heart. He had no first period class, and was glad for that, gave him time in the morning to prepare for the day. Pulling out his phone he noticed a text.

'Told my friend Nate I was dating, wants to meet you. Invited us over for dinner tonight, free?' Kyle stared at the text, that would be dinner with Nate and the once Jennifer. It could be awkward but… he felt his hand typing almost as if on its own. 'Look forward to it. Lunch?'

He only got a smiley in response but he knew he'd be seeing Ralph at lunch. Leaning back, he got to work on the papers in front of him.

~~~ LUNCH DOESN'T ALWAYS MEAN LUNCH ~~~

It was usually a foregone conclusion that Ralph and Kyle would have lunch together in the teacher's lounge. Everyone expected it, they were known to be good friends among the staff, and even some staff thought there might be something more between them. No, Kyle asking Ralph about lunch meant something quite different.

So after his last class for lunch, Kyle went off towards the back of the school to the old shop lab that was no longer in use. He slipped inside to find Ralph already there waiting for him, leaning back against one of the large worktables with his tie undone.

Soon their lips were locked together as Kyle worked at the buttons of Ralph's shirt. They had made the mistake of popping buttons just once. Thank god Ralph kept a spare shirt in his desk. Kyle pushed Ralph's shirt open, running his hands up his lover's furry, taught stomach and pectorals.

Ralph meanwhile had been working at Kyle's belt and pants and they dropped around his ankles, his underwear tugged down to quickly follow. Ralph's calloused hand, used to wrapping around baseball bats and dumbbells was gentle around Kyle's rigid cock. As he was being stroked off, Ralph buried his face against Kyle's neck, planting kisses and little bites.

Kyle's hands started working at Ralph's belt, and soon his pants and underwear were on the ground, too. Kyle knew there was a rumor around the school that Ralph was a bit of a horse downstairs. Except Kyle knew it was a fact. It had taken him a while to get used to being speared with eleven inches, all nearly as thick as a soda can, but training up to take his boyfriend had been worth it. For now he just wrapped one of his hands around it, stroking it as he met his boyfriend's lips again.

During a lull in their making out and stroking Ralph spoke up, "You know, part of me wishes I was bigger."

"Bigger?" Kyle laughed. "I already feel like you're going to split me in two."

"Not.. not there." He pounded a fist on his bare chest. "Beefier."

"What like a muscle bear? Or taking up body building? What brought this on?" Kyle was still eagerly coaxing Ralph's cock, though definitely curious about the conversation.

"Nate."

"Your gym buddy?" Kyle asked, me knew exactly who Ralph meant, and the brief sight of Nate he had caught this morning on his way to the school. A shaggy, blond muscle bear, all beefy and.. Kyle's cock gave a twitch. Sure, he would happily screw Nate, if he wasn't besotted with Ralph. Though maybe a threesome with him pinned between the two muscular men..

"Yeah, he keeps trying to coax me to put on more muscle, what would you think?"

"I think I'd love you no matter what." Kyle knew it was true, too. The curse had made him fall completely for this man and he knew he was smitten for life. Part of him didn't even care the choice was taken away. "And if I bulked up?" Kyle asked with a smirk.

"Why? You're perfect the way you are." Well, of course he'd say that, Kyle had been turned into his perfect lover, even as he said it he was stripping Kyle free of his shirt and vest. "But if you wanted to, I'd help you."

Then Kyle felt the words passing his lips. "Transform or dare?"

"What?" Ralph laughed. "Now you're just messing with me."

Kyle shook his head. "No, trust me, pick transform."

Ralph grinned as if he was just going to amuse his boyfriend. "Okay, fine, transform."

Kyle nodded. "I want you to have the body you want to have, only you and I will notice the difference." And then he kissed Ralph as the man pushed him back onto the work bench, spreading his legs apart.

Ralph stripped off his shirt, and stood naked at the foot of the worktable, as he grabbed the small bottle of lube they kept hidden in one of the drawers. Slathering up his cock first, he started to work some into Kyle's hole with his fingers. Ralph didn't seem to notice that his body was changing, though Kyle had a front row seat.

It was subtle at first, his muscles growing and popping with newfound strength, months of weightlifting appearing on his body in moments. Soon, then head of Ralph's cock replaced his fingers.

Then Kyle felt that huge shaft sliding inside of him, and he had to hold his breath to keep from crying out. It always hurt a little at first, but was always worth it. Then Ralph began his slow, steady thrusting, each thrust seemed to add a little more muscle to his frame. As speed built, so did the growth. Ralph wasn't a small guy to begin with, but he was becoming a bit of a beast. His arms gripping at the table were actually thicker than Kyle's legs. His pectorals had grown from hard plates to firm mounds.

He was approaching the size of Nate when the growth seemed to slow to a halt, Nate would still have been the bigger between them, but Ralph was a whole lot more cut. Kyle watched mesmerized by Ralph's hard six pack as he flexed his core to keep up his thrusting.

There were other small changes, his chest hair was a bit thicker and denser. Kyle reached up to tangle his fingers in those dark curls, running his thumbs over those large, round nipples, causing Ralph to give a little shudder. He also knew without having to see it that Ralph was now sporting an uncut cock, much like Kyle's. And his eyes, they were blue before, but now they were stunningly bright.

It was like Ralph's desired changes to his form were more to enhance what he knew Kyle enjoyed about his body. As the changes came to an end, Ralph gave one last trust inside of him and came just as Kyle did, the two of them gasping and breathing. They stayed like that for a few moments, Kyle laying on he table splattered with his own cum, and Ralph braced over him.

They were on a time limit though so, Ralph helped Kyle clean up, only slowly coming to the realization of his own change. "Holy crap…"

"Told you it'd work." Kyle couldn't help but grin smugly.

"So that's what a foreskin feels like.. always wondered."

Kyle laughed. "That's your takeaway? Not the forty pounds of muscle?"

"No.. that's nice, too. But uh.." Ralph picked up his shirt, looking at it, then down at his massive chest.

"It'll fit." Kyle assured him, and sure enough the garment had grown, too. Still in Ralph's preferred close fitting style, which was even more ridiculously sexy than it was before. If he hadn't already been the hottest male teacher in the school, he certainly was now.

They helped each other get dressed and Ralph suddenly asked, "Doesn't the transform or dare curse pass from person to person as they're asked? So.. I can pass it on now?" Kyle nodded. "Where did you get it from?"

"I got it back from someone I used it on. It's a long story, but both of us came out better for it, don't worry." Kyle was positive about that, both him an John-once-Jen were better off in their own minds.

"Back? So that was the second time? How'd you get it the first time?" Ralph finished tying off his tie, but Kyle stopped in his tracks.

"I.. I don't know." Kyle was wracking his brain, but he couldn't figure out where he had first gotten the curse.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to.." Ralph stepped over to Kyle. "Maybe we could.."

Kyle shook his head and finished getting dressed. "Leave it alone. I like where I am now, it's probably not worth going into." He kissed Ralph, holding their lips together for a solid minute. "I'll see you after classes." And headed out, followed shortly by Ralph..

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