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Jock Cock, Part 1

"You wanted to see me, sir?" Adam Johnson, next year's star quarterback and this year's bane of my existence, looked up at me with his baby blue eyes. If he was trying to look small and unintimidating, it would have worked better without carrying 200+ pounds of muscle on a six foot frame.

Well, if he wanted to be melodramatic, two could play that game. "You know full well why I called you here, Adam." I thumped the stack of papers on my desk for emphasis. "You've been failing ECON 105 all semester, but suddenly you can score an 83% on the final exam? It's enough to get you D- in this class. It's not a perfect score, but it's still enough for you to avoid academic probation."

His face flashed with a brief moment of irritation before setting back into his normal, casual stupor. "Well, I wasn't studying before, and now I did. It's not like I scored all that great... sir."

"We both know that you don't know what 'sustainability' means, Adam. You tried to fly under the radar, you didn't cheat your way into a 100%... but it's still cheating. We both know that academic misconduct is a serious crime." I tried my best to sound stern and disappointed, but it was hard to be angry at a face this sexy.

Adam just laughed at me. "And if you could prove it, you wouldn't be calling me into a private meeting, would you?" He leaned back into a shit-eating grin, displaying his dazzling white teeth. This asshole had the upper hand, and he knew it.

"I checked every single essay!" I said, pounding the stack of papers once again. "Every essay, in every single TA's session of this class. You didn't plagiarize... but we both know this isn't your style of writing. And we watched you like a hawk during the exam itself, so you didn't cheat that way, either."

Adam leaned close into my face. "Professor Michaels has no idea that you called me in here, does he? You're just a Teaching Assistant on a power trip, and it's all because you can't stand knowing how I did it." He was right, and I hated him for it. Worse, when he stood this close to me, I could smell the musk of his body.

"Tell you what," he added, pulling off his tank top to reveal a set of firm abs. "You let me get away with this... sign off on my scores, whatever you need to do... and I'll let you live out one of your deepest, darkest fantasies." He struck a pose, showing off both his rippling muscles and his hairy pits. "We both know that you'll never get jock cock any other way. Come on, Teach. You want this."

Was I really that easy to read? "I-- I'm sure I don't know what you mean. Look, if you're going to stick to your lie about studying, then you can just leave. I don't... there's no need to insult my moral character. You're a student, Adam."

He responded by leaning in close to me, and placing his hand on top of my bulge. "Your body betrays you," he whispered, letting his fingers massage my inner thigh. "If it makes you feel better, I'm not your student. Adam and I swapped bodies so that I could take all of his final exams."

"I... yes, well..." That was the last thing I expected him to say, but it would explain a lot if it were true, somehow. It seemed much more likely than a desirable athlete like Adam coming onto me, at the very least.

"Be that as it may," I said, grabbing his hand and moving it away before my cock started leaking though my slacks, "that body still belongs to one of my students. And I still have meetings to attend today, so if we're done here..."

Adam, or the stranger in Adam's body, just laughed at me. "You're the one who wanted to have this meeting, remember? But that's fine, I know when I'm not wanted. But here's the thing-- once you submit grades at end of day, Adam's not your student anymore." He started typing something on his phone. "And honestly, I expected this from you. You're so uptight. Good thing you gave everyone your cell phone number on the syllabus at the start of the year. So if you change your mind... now you can have Adam's number, and a bonus pic from me."

"I know you don't know the real me, but trust me Kevin-- I've wanted to plow that uptight hole of your for months. And in this body, I've actually got a shot at it." The stranger slapped my ass before I could react, and swaggered out of the room. Whoever was inside of Adam's body, they knew my first name.

I looked at the retreating wall of shoulder muscles, and down at the teasing bathroom selfie the stranger sent to me. God help me, I was only human. And he was right-- how else was I going to get jock cock? He wasn't a student, not really, and that's what mattered. "You win. Tonight at 8pm, my place. Bring lube."

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The Embodiment Of His Desire

“Aww what? I only get one wish? Aren’t you supposed to give me like three or something?” Klara sighed as she looked up at the magical genie before her. She’d summoned him accidentally when she stumbled across an old artefact that was stored away in her grandfather’s basement.

The genie rolled his eyes. “Yes you only get one. This isn’t a movie you know.” The genie twirled around Klara. Like most depictions of genies, his upper body was that of a fit man while his lower body was no more than a cloud of smoke that connected him to the strange artefact he came from. He had deep red skin and a twirly mustache that made him look somewhat similar to a few depictions of Lucifer. Though he didn’t look nearly as threatening thankfully.

“Okay well if I only get one wish then…” Klara thought for a moment but it didn’t take long for her to decide. “I wish that Chris Kellerton, the hot guy from my university, would fall in love with me.” She asked with hopefulness. She’d had her eyes on Chris from the moment she saw him. He was her dream man from head to toe. Perfect in every way from his body to his face, the way he spoke to the way he treated people. She wanted him so badly. And yet he didn’t seem the least bit interested in her. He was nice to her for sure but he always treated her like a friend and nothing more. Well Klara wanted more.

Unfortunately the Genie tutted and wagged his finger. “No can do. I can’t force somebody to love you. Or more accurately I won’t. I don’t like messing with people’s feelings in that way.” He explained, watching as a look of disappointment quickly overtook Klara’s face. “However. I can propose something else that may give you the result you desire. Instead of forcing him to love you, I can instead change your identity and the way you look so that you become the embodiment of Chris’ desires. You’ll have to give up your old life but I have almost no doubt Chris will fall for you afterwards. How does that sound?”

Klara had to ponder on it for a moment. Was she really willing to give up everything she knew including the way she looked for this man? It would be a massive commitment in so many ways. But soon enough she made her choice.

“Yes. Do it. Anything to have Chris be mine.” She said at last. “I wish that I was the embodiment of Chris Kellerman’s desires!” She stated boldly with a mixed look of both excitement and nervousness.

The genie smirked down at the young woman who still had no idea what she was in for. But that was for her to find out. “Well then. Your wish is granted.” His voice echoed through the basement as he snapped his fingers. Immediately Klara was wrapped up in a pillar of smokey magic as the genie returned to the artefact once more.

Klara had no idea what was happening. All she could see was a storm of red mist swirling around her like a vortex that was too thick to look through. All she could do was take a deep breath and trust in the genie as her body began to change.

The first thing she noticed was her legs and torso getting longer. She’d been quite a short woman before so maybe that was part of the reason Chris didn’t like her. Maybe he was into taller girls, she thought. Her former height of 4’11” continued to increase up and up. Every time she thought it was about to stop it simply kept going until finally she reached a staggering height of dead on 6 foot. Even taller than Chris!

Her muscles were next. She could feel her arms and legs begin to grow stronger as they gradually expanded. By this point Klara was starting to assume that maybe Chris was into muscle mommy’s or something because soon enough she looked jacked! Having started to rip apart her clothes slightly that were already being stretched to their limits after her height increase. Strong abs carved into her stomach, thick looking legs and some of the brawniest looking arms she’d ever seen on a woman. She wasn’t sure how exactly to feel about it. She never imagined getting into this kind of shape but if this is what Chris was into then…

But the changes didn’t stop.

Klara began to squirm uncomfortably as a strange indescribable sensation took over her groin. She reached down into her panties just in time for her eyes to widen at the feeling of a small nub pushing its way out of her vagina. It was tiny at first but it continued to push its small mushroom head out of her pussy, followed swiftly by a shaft that was growing thicker by the second. Her pussy began to close itself up but not before two small testicles could slip their way through as well. Klara couldn’t believe it. She had a cock and balls!? And they were still growing! A substantial bulge began to form in her panties as her new dick grew up to a very impressive 8 inches with enough girth that she could’ve put any of her former lovers to shame with it. Not to mention her new balls growing so fat that she could practically feel the mass amount of testosterone being churned inside them.

That was the turning point. With the new penis and testicles hanging between her legs, Klara’s DNA was being completely altered. More specifically the XX chromosomes inside of her were swiftly being mutated into XY chromosomes instead. Suddenly the changes being made to her form were no longer limited by her female form as Klara was about to find out.

Almost immediately her body began to lose its feminine form. Her curves disappearing in favour of further definition to the new muscle she’d gained. Everything from her waist to her butt lost its female look as they grew to a more masculine shape. Following this her hands and feet grew multiple sizes bigger, especially her feet, until they looked meaty and clumsy. Nothing like the delicate appendages she once had. However that was nowhere near as shocking as having to watch her breasts melt away. Her nipples shrinking to much more modest size as the tits she’d grown used to weighting her down quickly vanish into nothing more than a flat muscular chest.

After that her muscles began to feel strange again. They were pulsing as if they were preparing for something. But Klara didn’t have time to focus on that right now as her face started to morph. Her hair was first to recede into a short masculine cut before her features began to change dramatically. Gone was the soft and delicate face of a woman as her jaw widened, nose broadened, eyes shifted to a more masculine shape. Everything about her face morphing until it looked manly as fuck! And to top it all off, she felt a sudden itch across her jaw as a short full beard sprouted and decorated her new face perfectly while the lump in her throat enlarged to give her a much deeper, huskier voice.

Klara hardly even had time to comprehend the feeling of her new facial hair before suddenly her veins began to bulge across her entire body. That pulsing in her muscles from before heating up to an entirely new level as she began to hulk out once again! Now that her body was no longer restrained by its female form and hormones, her body packed on more muscle than she could ever have imagined!

Her arms being first and foremost as her biceps and triceps exploded to ridiculous sizes that meant even the slightest movement would cause them to bulge in some way and in turn flooding them with a level of strength she could never have dreamed of before. This was soon followed by her shoulders and back expanding rapidly and widening her physique to an even more wildly masculine shape that would no doubt make it difficult to fit through doors from now on. Naturally her chest was next as her pecs pumped up to an enormous degree, almost to where it felt like she had breasts again. Only this time they were solid slabs of pure manly muscle the size of fucking watermelons! And yet despite her now gigantic size, her body still somehow managed to hold onto the abs it’d carved earlier and allowed them to grow even larger across her stomach. By this point her shirt had been completely ripped to shreds and by the looks of things, the rest of her clothes weren’t going to last much longer either.

Of course her lower body was next and it didn’t take long for her new male ass to start plumping up some more until it was a nice thick muscle butt crafted from years of training. But last and certainly not least was her legs. And to say they hulked out would be an understatement. Klara couldn’t help letting out a long deep groan as her quads and hamstrings bulked and thickened into massive trunks leaving her with thighs that could crush a head with ease. Even her calves boomed with new muscle until they looked harder than steel.

Klara was left panting heavily after such an intense transformation. Finally the intense pulsing sensation that’d been rocketing through her body moments ago was starting to subside, finally giving her a chance to realise that her pants and underwear were completely gone. Leaving her stood completely naked with her new cock and balls swinging in this enormous muscle tank of a body that she could hardly even comprehend right now. But just then as the vortex continued to swirl around her, so did the tattered remains of her old clothes.

The remains of her shirt reformed around Klara’s bulky new body, only this time as a large black tank top instead that did well to show off her new physique. Her destroyed pants and underwear did the same as they formed around her body as large jockstrap to hold her new junk in place as well as a new pair of grey gym shorts to match her tank top. Even a black cap materialised itself on her head. Finally ending with her old shoes and socks reforming into a comfortable pair of gym socks and sneakers that actually fit her massive new feet.

Before Klara even had a chance to reorient herself, the pillar of smoke twisting around her vanished in an instant. Only now she wasn’t in her grandfather's basement anymore. Instead she was now standing in the middle of a gym! She glanced around a little to quickly discover that it was the local gym she’d been to a couple of times but she still couldn’t help but feel light headed as her brain tried desperately to play catch up.

Klara looked down at her hands. Flipping them back and forth as she inspected the sheer size of them. Her gaze then wandered up her gigantic forearms and towards the enormous biceps she now adorned. Then looking down in bewilderment to see her pecs pressing tightly against her new tank top. It didn’t seem real and yet… it was.

When she turned around to see her reflection for the first time in one of the gym’s many wall mirrors, Klara’s mouth hung open in shock. She shouldn’t have been surprised but actually seeing the image of a massive bodybuilder dude being reflected back at her in a mirror took her breath away. She had no idea how to react. Only staring on in awe for a good few moments as she drank in her reflection.

Though after a few moments she couldn’t help but flex a little out of curiosity. Starting with her arms of course. Squeezing those super sized biceps a little and watching as both her muscles and veins bulge with power. Just the sheer magnitude of her arms was overwhelming. Yet as mesmerising as her giant arms were, her attention couldn’t help shifting to her pecs. She cupped them with both hands, feeling the heft and weight of the muscle. These new muscle tits were even bigger than her regular tits and they had a completely different feel to them. She could squeeze and enjoy groping them but in an instant she could flex them and they’d become rock hard. Speaking of rock hard…

“Ughhhg… Rrghhg…” Klara grumbled and squirmed slightly as her new cock started to get excited. She didn’t know how to stop it and before long blood was pumping at a rapid rate into her new member, forcing it to thicken up to its full size. She very quickly came to realise how uncomfortable public erections were as her growing dick strained against her shorts and jockstrap. She tried her best to hide it from anyone around but it wasn’t an easy task with his well endowed she was now. And that’s when she saw him. Chris. Working out from across the gym and seemingly glancing at her.

That was it. Her cock was in high gear now as it pulsed and bucked with excitement at the sight of her crush. Some guys from around the gym had already begun to notice how strange Klara was acting and were giving her strange looks which caused her to go red with embarrassment. Luckily however she spied the doors to the changing rooms not far away. Without a moment’s hesitation she stumbled awkwardly over towards them, trying to get used to the balls between her legs as well as the pulsing erection. She almost went into the women’s changing room at first before quickly realising that wouldn’t be a good idea…

As soon as she reached the changing rooms, Klara hobbled into the bathroom with her new third leg threatening to burst out at any second. Luckily they were private single bathrooms allowing her to lock the door and breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately she found the sink mirror and stared at herself once again in disbelief. Inspecting her new features and touching her beard. It was by all accounts completely insane! But that didn’t stop her from dropping her shorts and jockstraps moments later to finally let her giant new sick spring free. Gasping a little as it smacked against her abs ferociously. So this is what it felt like to be hard? Jesus… It felt like she had a steel pipe between her legs!

“What the fuuuuuckk…” She groaned as she waddled over to the sink before leaning on it for support. “That fucking genie… why did he do this? This isn’t what I wished for?” She growled as she continued to scan her new body in the mirror. Eyes wandering up and down the impressive male specimen she now was. Not being able to help constantly glancing at her pulsing cock. Until finally it clicked. Chris. He’d hardly looked at him before. But just a few minutes ago back in the gym… he did. Chris glanced at him. And it wasn’t a strange look like the other gyms were giving him. No, it was different. It was… lustful.

Klara hung her head as everything slid into place. “Chris is gay.” She sighed. That’s why the genie turned her into this. She had indeed become the embodiment of Chris’ desires… it just turned out that desire was a massive big dicked muscle monster of a man. “Yup. I guess that one’s on me.”

With that Klara took a step back and looked at herself again. “Fuck. Well I guess I’m a man now.” She flexed both of her arms in a double bicep pose. “And a huge one at that.” But her tone didn’t sound disappointed. Rather intrigued as she thought about the possibilities that came with all this. Or rather the advantages.

A large grin began to form across her face. “You know what? I could get used to this.” She murmured as she slipped off her tank top and admired her new upper body in all its glory. “No more periods, no more bras.” She began as she flexed her pecs again, slowly starting to figure out how pec bouncing worked. “No more being seen as a petite little woman who everyone assumes is weak and helpless half the time. No more being ignored simply because I’m a woman as well.”

Without a second though Klara reaches down and grips her cock tightly. Moaning as she does and loving how it feels. Not just the pleasure of it but the feeling of having a cock in general! It made her feel even more powerful in a strange way she just couldn’t explain. “Now I get to be a huge man with a booming voice that everyone will fucking listen to. Not to mention getting respect from other men simply for being a man myself.” She was loving it as she quickly began jerking herself off for the first time. “Oh god and all the male privilege I’ll get to have! Fuck yes!”

Klara continues to go on and on about all the advantages she’s going to have now with a body like this. Grinning wildly to herself as she continues to jerk. All of her worries about becoming a man swiftly slipping away as she realised how heavily the pros outweigh the cons. And of course just how amazing it felt. She was already getting intoxicated by the power and size of her new body and couldn’t imagine going back to being so small and weak in comparison.

“Urrghhuuuu! Fuuuuck! And having a cock is sooo much better than a pussy!” She exclaimed boldly. But she was right. Before she always had to touch herself in just the right away and activate the right spots to get off. But now all she had to do was stroke the massive piece of meat between her legs and it was instant eye rolling pleasure. It was so good in fact that she couldn’t bring herself to stop for even a moment. Only pumping even harder and faster by the second to slowly coax moan after moan out of herself. She loved everything about jerking off from the feeling of her muscles jiggling with every stroke to her new bull balls bouncing rhythmically along with it. She could practically feel the testosterone flooding her body and mind and she was already completely addicted to it. Addicted to being a man.

“Oooo-ooooohhh fuuck-OOOOOOHHHHH-” Klara wailed at last as her load began to well up. Not being able to stop herself as her ass tightened and one final roar escaped her lips before her new cock exploded for the first time. An eruption of cum spewing violently from the fat head of her dick. Klara couldn’t help but watch in wonder as she unleashed sperm for the first time. She almost couldn’t believe it but she was actually nutting! Splattering her own ball batter all over the mirror, floor and herself! It was unbelievable but she adored every second.

Moments later she was sitting bare ass on the floor trying to catch her breath with a huge smile on her face. She had to admit, though this wasn’t the result she’d had in mind when she made that wish, she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t happy with the results.

After cleaning up as best she could, Klara got dressed again in her new male clothes. But before stepping out again, she looked at herself in the mirror one last time. She was a man now. Or rather he was a man now. And he certainly couldn’t keep going by his old girly name. He thought for a moment until suddenly a name sprung to mind. Ian. He didn’t know why but he liked it and he was sure Chris would too. But with that Ian gave himself a quick wink in the mirror before heading back out into the main gym.

As he did he couldn’t help noticing he now had information filling his head on how to use every machine in the gym alongside shit tons of bodybuilding knowledge. That was going to make maintaining his new body a hell of a lot easier but that wasn’t what he was focused on right now. His attention was tunnel visioning onto Chris.

Moments later Chris was in the middle of a set when Ian came straight up to him with a cocky and confident demeanour. Ian couldn’t help smirking when he saw the blush blooming on Chris’ face as the now smaller man ran his eyes across Ian’s godlike physique. Scanning every muscle in a not so subtle man. Jesus… how had Ian not figured out Chris was gay sooner. Just being in the presence of a massive hulking man had Chris melting into a puddle.

“Hey bro. Was wondering if you could spot me for a few sets.” Ian asked politely, his thick masculine tone cutting through the air in a way that made Chris shiver. This new masculine demeanour just came so naturally to Ian now. “And afterwards if you don’t have any plans I was thinking you and I go out later tonight? What do ya say?”

“S-sure! I’d love to sir… I-I mean bro…” Chris stumbled with his words. Flustered beyond belief in a way that made Ian chuckle.

“Perfect.” Ian responded, already imagining how he was going to toss Chris into bed later tonight and really break in his new body and cock by destroying that cute ass. God… being a man was going to be fucking spectacular.

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Circumcised Budget

Tylor despised the football jocks at school. Not only did they behave as if they owned the world, they also received a significant portion of the school budget – leaving no money for Tylor's science subjects. However, rumors circulated about a temple of a dark cult within the school. With most afternoon courses canceled due to budget constraints, except for football training, Tylor found himself with free time on his hands. The scientist within him couldn't resist the urge to visit the temple. The temple was a massive building with residential quarters and a main section with an altar and marble columns.

Tylor's heart thudded in his chest as he stepped into the dimly lit temple. The marble columns rose high above him, casting elongated shadows along the cold stone floor. The scent of incense hung heavy in the air, adding to the mystique.

Tylor wandered cautiously through the ancient corridors until he was approached by a figure clad in dark robes. "Who dares intrude upon our sanctuary?" the figure hissed, their voice echoing through the hall. Tylor stumbled backward, his voice faltering. "I... I apologize. I didn't mean to disturb you." The figure's eyes glinted with curiosity as they stepped closer. "Rest assured, young one. You have not disturbed me. But tell me, what brings you to our temple? What secrets do you seek?" Tylor hesitated, then decided to be honest. "I despise those football jocks at school. They receive all the privileges, while my science subjects suffer. I want to level the playing field." The figure nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of their lips. "Ah, I understand your frustration. Fear not, for our Grandmaster possesses the ability to grant your desires. Follow me. The figure led Tylor to a secluded chamber where a man with a dark and seductive aura waited for them. The Grandmaster, Darius, studied Tylor with a penetrating gaze. "So, young one, you wish to change the tides of fortune?" Darius spoke, his voice carrying an air of authority. Tylor nodded nervously. "Yes, Grandmaster. I want to receive a bit more privileges. The football jocks have such a big budget but what is with science." Darius waved a hand, summoning a swirl of mist that danced before Tylor's eyes. "Then you shall have your wish. Attend our rituals every other day, and your desires shall be fulfilled."

Two weeks passed, and Tylor couldn't believe his eyes. The school's science budget had miraculously slightly increased. The rumors were true - dark magic held true power.

Filled with a newfound enthusiasm, Tylor approached Darius once more, ready to take the next step. "What must I do to claim the same budget as the jocks, Grandmaster?" Tylor asked, his voice brimming with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty. Darius leaned closer, a glint of wickedness in his eyes. "To truly claim the same budget as the football jocks, you must offer a sacrifice. A piece of your own flesh. You must be willing to be circumcised." Tylor's breath caught in his throat, but the allure was too tempting to resist.

Some days later Tylor stood in the dimly lit temple, surrounded by the grandeur of the marble altar and towering columns. He felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation as he awaited the arrival of Grandmaster Darius. The whispers of the shadows danced around him, filling the air with an otherworldly energy. Suddenly, the soft tap of footsteps echoed throughout the temple, and Tylor turned to see the imposing figure of Grandmaster Darius approaching. His cloak billowed behind him, and his eyes gleamed with an intensity that sent a shiver down Tylor's spine. "Darius," Tylor began, his voice quivering with anticipation. "I have come to honor our agreement." Darius smiled, a wicked smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Ah, young Tylor," he said, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and malice. "How eager you are to embrace the darkness. Are you truly ready for what awaits you?" Tylor nodded, determined to see his desires fulfilled. "I am ready, Grandmaster. I will do whatever it takes." The Grandmaster's eyes seemed to bore into Tylor's soul as he spoke. "Very well then, young initiate. Let the ceremony commence."

As Darius chanted incantations, a wave of darkness swept over the temple, enveloping Tylor in its ethereal embrace. Trembling with anticipation, he laid himself upon the cold marble altar, offering himself up to the forces beyond his comprehension. With a swift motion, Darius severed Tylor's foreskin, causing a sharp pain to surge through his body. The pain was quickly replaced with a sense of exhilaration as Darius put the foreskin upon his finger and the severed flesh transformed into a gleaming silver ring.

Darius chuckled:” It is done. From this moment forth, your desires are under my control. And your new desire, Tylor, shall be to become a priest of our dark cult.”

Tylor gasped, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel the weight of his desires shifting, as if a veil had been lifted from his consciousness. But as his mind began to clear, his voice betrayed him - "I want to become a priest." The words escaped from Tylor's lips before he could fully comprehend the consequence of his desire. He struggled, attempting to resist his newfound fate, but the compulsion was overwhelming. Darius chuckled darkly, reveling in his victory.

"But what about the budget?" Tylor managed to stutter, desperately clinging to one final trace of his former self. Darius's smile widened, displaying his satisfaction. "Fear not, young Tylor. I always keep my promises. Your wish is granted, my young disciple. From this day forth, you will become a part of the football jocks, with all privileges bestowed upon you." Tylor's cry of protest died on his lips. In a twisted turn of events, Tylor watched in disbelief as the football jocks from his school materialized before him.

They circled around him, their hands reaching out, and Tylor could only watch as they touched and caressed him. Then he saw Josh the jock he hated the most.

Josh spread Tylor's legs and began licking his hole. Tylor hated that thought, but his cock twitched and was soon at full mast. Tylor's feelings towards Josh changed and although he tried to fight it, his hatred turned into pure lust and desire. Darius commanded, "Josh, plant your seed in Tylor and make him your scion. The seed will grow and turn him into an athlete." An agonized scream escaped Tylor's lips as he felt Josh's hard cock enter his virgin hole penetrated, but soon Tylor was consumed by the pleasure. Josh shot his load into Tylor and his body reshaped itself, muscles bulging and his once slender frame transforming into an athletic jock. The pain mixed with a strange feeling of exhilaration and admiration for Josh as he emerged from the transformation, now indistinguishable from the athletes he despised.

The next morning, Tylor stood among the jocks, an enthusiastic smile plastered on his face as they made their way to the temple. With each step, a sense of belonging washed over him. The camaraderie of the jocks was rivaled by nothing he had ever experienced before, and the dark cult's rituals only deepened their bond.

Darius announced that it was time for Tylor's oath, and a hush fell over the temple. As he vowed to serve the dark cult, Tylor felt a surge of power coursing through his veins.

Darius was satisfied and said to the other jocks: "You were successful and Tylor pledged me his entire existence and his entire being!" That's why I give you the strength to beat your competitors and advance to the next football league! And then the chearleaders will fulfill your most perverted wishes.”

And so, surrounded by the cheers of his fellow athletes, Tylor’s transformation was complete. As they moved up to the next football league, Tylor reveled in his newfound desires and the darkness that now consumed his soul.

One day Darius asked Tylor, “Is it okay with you if I cut the science budget?” Tylor was confused and replied, “Sure, science isn’t real. Dark magic rules the world!” He had no idea of the true depths of darkness he had just embarked on, a path that would test him beyond his wildest imaginations.

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Former Sorority Girls

#my boys #forcemasc #ftm #force masc #forced masculinization #ftm hypno #boy hypno #transition hypno #i like the idea of parading my ex sorority girls around at jock parties #look how ive trained themmmm :)#they guzzle beers and take cock like men #was gonna do a pun about sorority names to fraternity names but uh #idk the difference #omega phi phis turned to the alpha beta xis #is that anything

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kenbrown1994 · 2 months

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firstofficerkittycat · 1 year

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trans kirk to me means spock excitedly telling him how many decimal points his dick has grown since they last fucked (yesterday)

#trans kirk #tdick on my mind tonight once again #I wanna get a jock strap tbh #what beautiful things we can do. just straight up grow a whole cock. transsexualism is magical #spirk #k/s #t4t spirk

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private85 · 3 months

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babykade333 · 5 days

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these calvins are tight on my balls 😛

#jock #jock bro #shirtless twink #college jock #twink #down low #bisexual #gay men #hornyyy #so hot 🔥🔥🔥#gayboy #gay love #cock tease #cock and balls #huge muscle #tight underwear #white calvins #gay

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mrwavellswaps · 4 months

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Perseverance Pays Off

“So? Is that body a good fit Daniels?” The Sargent asked as his ‘newest’ recruit finished up with their usual morning training.

Daniels made his way over with a cocky smirk as he brushed his dark blonde hair out of the way. Carrying himself with a confident swagger and clearly having no problem showing off his impressive muscled upper body. His strong arms and powerful abs being nearly impossible to ignore as they’d make most people drool with either lust or jealousy… or both.

“Absolutely sir! It’s perfect!” The man beamed. “I’ll be honest, when you told me that a strong new body was ready for me, I was worried I’d be stuck inside a big dumb looking brute.” He brought up an arm and flexed one of biceps hard before running a hand down his hairy chest and abs. “But this body is amazing! It feels so strong but so nimble at the same time. And so handsome too! I can’t get enough of myself!”

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Some time prior, the former owner of Daniels’ new body had been caught after being involved in a terrorism scheme. He had two options. The first was to spend 26 years in prison for his crimes. The second was to give up his body to be used by the military and instead spend only 10 years, perhaps less with good behaviour. Evidently, after some serious consideration, he took the second option.

After being sentenced, the man was taken down to a military camp where a switching station had already been set up. Once notified, one of the Sargents picked out a new recruit to go and receive this little gift they’d been sent. And that recruit just so happened to be Daniels. One of the freshest young recruits they had. He was a skinny young lad who’d just barely passed the physical exams but his heart was always in it. Always trying to prove that he deserved a spot here. And that perseverance paid off as the Sargent pulled him aside and told him that he deserved a reward.

The next thing Daniels knew he was escorted to the switching station before being prepped for the procedure. He didn’t even get to see the man in the other room who he was about to become. Only being reassured that he was going to have a still young but very strong and masculine body before soon being put under…

When he awoke from the procedure, the first thing he noticed upon blinking his new eyes open were the muscled pecs on his chest that were topped with a healthy sprinkling of chest hair. His eyes would only continue to widen with disbelief as he gaze pushed further towards the cobbled abs on his stomach that were miles better than the barely visible ones his old body had. But even more impressive than that was the fat bulge he now adorned! Clearly he was working with some pretty heavy duty equipment now which he couldn’t say he wasn’t hoping for. If there weren't still doctors in the room, he would’ve slipped a hand into his new briefs and started playing with his new manhood. However it didn’t stop from at least pulling back the waistband to get a quick peek and what he saw had him grinning ear to ear.

The doctors would soon pass Daniels a handheld mirror to check out his new face and honestly it was everything he’d hoped for when he’d been told he’d be switching. He was a perfect blend between pretty and ruggedly handsome with a face that could make even some of the straightest men do a double take. The longer, thicker hair made him feel like one of those ripped surfer dudes you’d see on tv shows. And if that wasn’t enough, the full well kept beard he now adorned only elevated that look even further to movie superstar levels of gorgeous. He almost couldn’t believe that it was *his* reflection he was staring at but awestruck expression said it all. At that point he was having to use all of his willpower not to get a raging boner…

After giving Daniels a moment to take in his new body, his Sargent walked in carrying a new set of clothes for him to wear. He informed Daniels that he would have the rest of the day to get used to his new body and how it functioned but he expected him to get back to training with the other boys tomorrow. A deal that the new hunk happily took while his former skinny body was already being taken away back to prison.

As soon as Daniels had some alone time, he practically ripped off his clothes and got to exploring for real. Touching and caressing every inch of his new body. Inspecting every curve and ridge with leisure. Squeezing at his new muscle as he flexed it, loving the strength that it carried. Adoring how tight his muscled ass felt. He could tell simply by how his new hole clenched instinctively when his finger ran across it that this body more than likely belonged to a straight guy who’d never once experimented with his hole. If anything that only made him more excited to pop his cherry for a second time when he eventually gets his new formerly straight asshole stuffed with cock.

And speaking of cock he’d probably be doing a lot of stuffing ass’ full himself with how fat his new one was. So long and girthy that he was able to grip it with both hands at once. His old dick could never have come close to comparing with this new monster that swung between his legs. Not to mention the heavy set of balls it came with. Soooo full of cum. Soooo full of testosterone! He couldn’t help having a stupid grin plastered across his handsome new face as he pumped and pumped. And before he knew it, a fountain of cum was erupting from his cock as he fell to his knees in pleasure with a long groan. Happily spaying his new seed absolutely everywhere until his balls were finally drained.

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“Yeah I honestly couldn’t be happier with this body sir.” Daniels told the Sargent while continuing to admire himself. He’d gotten stuck back in with his training with most of the other guys admiring and complimenting him on his new body while a handful looked on in envy. He excelled more than ever which was to be expected now that he had a powerful body to back up his determination. Even getting a little cocky as he took off his shirt to show off his new body some more.

“That’s good to hear. You deserve it after all the hard work and dedication you’ve put in during your time here so far.” The Sargent replied bluntly, keeping up his usual stoic appearance.

Daniels smirked as he stepped closer to the man who was always barking orders him and his squad. Only stopping once the two were mere inches apart. “And I assume we’re still on for our usual private training session tonight?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows beneath the shades he had on.

The Sargent was quiet for a moment before responding. “We are. Meet me at my quarters tonight.” He confirmed with that same blunt tone yet again.

“Mmmm yes sir.” Daniels responded with lustful excitement. He did a quick look around to make sure nobody was looking their way before leaning in closer to the Sargent’s ear as he grabbed the bigger man’s hand. “Although… maybe you’ll be the one calling me sir this time.” He whispered as he placed the Sargent’s hand on Daniels’ hefty crotch. “After all, there’s gotta be more than one reason why you’d insist on giving me this hung as fuck body. Right Sarg?” He added before reaching around and grabbing the Sargent’s thick muscle ass.

The Sargent didn’t respond but the reddening look on the mature man’s face was all Daniels needed to see. With that he gave his Sargent another quick pat on the ass before turning and heading back to join the rest of the boys with that same confident swagger from before that he’d adopted. Leaving the Sargent alone to quell his semi erection before anyone noticed.

#male body swap #male body theft #identity theft #technology #jock #muscle theft #permanent #straight to gay #twink to hunk #hunk #cock growth

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