Dude You Shouldve Skipped Out On Work Today And Went With Us!

Dude you should’ve skipped out on work today and went with us!

Look how big we got and it’s all thanks to the Growth-Inc pop up stall giving out free samples and boy did we get them. We even got the videos of people who took them including us!

Oh you thought we got you some? Sorry about that but we were the final customers that got those samples. Don’t worry though we’re still your best buds just bigger stronger and manlier than anyone you met. 

Alfi Polly

Gift That Keeps Giving

“So… how does it feel?” Kamal asked the man in front of him as he adjusted the sleeve of his jersey. The handsome man stayed quiet as he continued to bounce around in place, seemingly trying to get comfortable in his own skin. 

Kamal couldn’t help but admire the man’s well groomed appearance; from his perfect beard to the stylish haircut, Kamal was already fantasizing what it would be like to see that handsome face from underneath him as he jackhammered his ass into submission. He could already hear him begging him to go harder between moans. He knew the jersey would have to stay on during sex to avoid the transformation reverting back, but Kamal accepted it as a fair trade off if it meant he got to fuck a hunk of a man every night from there on. 

Kamal had his doubts that the enchanted jersey would work, but he went ahead and took a chance on it. He blew well over a thousand dollars to get it from a back alley exchange. 

That was the hardest part of Kamal’s plan, as he knew the rest would be smooth sailing from there on. His girlfriend Aisha was ecstatic when he came home with the black jersey in hand. He had told her that he wanted to go out to a game with her instead of his bros for once. She was so delighted that she accepted and donned the jersey without a second thought. 

The changes were gradual at first. Aisha’s voice kept cracking as it deepened, she noticed her shaved body hair was growing back faster than before, her once sharp, witty mind had dumbed down to slang and dick jokes, and her body shape had lost its feminine curves before she even realized it had happened! Soon enough, she had completely transformed into a man, Kamal smiling all the while as he watched it happen.

“Bro! Why are we just standing here!? Let’s go!” the former Aisha said to Kamal with a voice as deep and smooth as the ocean. 

Kamal smirked as he trailed behind his new boyfriend. Feeling mischievous, Kamal gave him a nice smack on the ass and cupped his cheek for a moment. Given that they were in public, the hunk acted like he was mad and pushed Kamal’s hand away. But deep down, as Aisha’s feelings for Kamal stayed the same despite the total body transformation, he wished Kamal had smacked him harder. It was then he knew how foreplay would go later that same night. 

My boyfriend is a big guy but mostly chubby I tend to make fun of it and he’d brush it off. When I was away for a business trip he said he’d surprise me when I came back.

On my arrival at home I saw he was wearing his old jacket which looked tighter than usual so I told him to lay off some food for a while but then he turned to face me and slowly unzipped his jacket. As the zipper went down I saw luscious pecs and formed thick abs and when he took it all off I saw how huge everything got massive shoulders and bulging biceps all around as he flexed. 

My mouth gaped and was trying to ask how but he told me first “Not so fat anymore eh” with a big smile on his face

Jake Mclennen

I hated going back home especially when that Swap Satellite hit my hometown. My sister was hit by it and when she came back she was this hunk of a man. At first she was the same with being meek and somewhat of a pushover but as time passed she got more assertive and dominant showing off her body and newfound strength and comparing herself to my dad and I. 

Lately she’s been bringing men over and is always loud when they go to her room and we can’t do anything about it since she now more or less owns the house. I do hope she snaps out of it and calms down.

My grandfather here is so happy in winning his case, especially since his is the first where the criminals’ size gets transferred to him the victim. The criminal Greg was a big guy around 6′5ft and close to 300 lbs of brawn. 

Everyone and anyone had flocked towards the chambers for this moment and by god what a moment it was. The pod where Greg was opened first and we saw coming out was guy smaller than what my grandpa was when he entered, then when my grandpas pod opened he needed help getting out as he was squeezed inside. Now around 7ft and who knows how heavy he is now my grandfather has welcomed his renew vitality and even helps the town with his new strength and size. 

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 2

The long awaited part 2 for my Great Shift story inspired by a chat with @thegreatstoryteller! Took longer than I wanted because of work and 400 other ideas, but it's done now so enjoy!

Part 1

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Lindsey - Daughter

“I can’t believe we did that…” Linsey muttered as she paced back and forth. She couldn’t really blame either of them for what had happened that morning, not if she was being honest with herself. She’d woken up in a strange body with a guy’s ass pressed against her, and almost on autopilot they had gone at it. It had just been her body’s instincts; that had to be it! It’s not like it was every day you woke up in a body so wildly different from your usual one with some hot little twink grinding his perky little bubble butt against your-

Earlier that morning…

Lindsey and Derek had woken up under the assumption it was any other day, but it was far from it. The first thing either noticed was the other person in bed with them. Derek had gone to sleep with his wife in bed next to him, but that was clearly not the case now. He could feel a pair of muscular arms wrapped around his body and a hard, thick cock nestled between ass cheeks. There were so many things wrong with the situation he didn’t know where to start, but the slow roll of the guy's hips served as a great place. 

It was deliciously slow, almost as if he didn’t quite realise he was doing it. If Derek thought about it at all he’d be alarmed at how nice it felt, but right now he couldn’t focus on anything else. The cock slotted between his cheeks perfectly as the pair ground together, in perfect sync even though on some level Derek knew this wasn’t his body. It just felt too good. 

Lindsey was much the same as Derek was. She had gone to sleep alone, but when she woke up feeling large with her muscular arms wrapped around a small, tight body there was this need to claim him. The powerful masculine body she now inhabited had this need to fuck the smaller man curled against her, and who was going to say no to a tight hole? That same mix of unfamiliarity and sleepiness that Derek was experiencing let her new bodies instincts take over; and right now those instincts wanted to fuck.

From there sex was inevitable. Derek didn’t do anything to stop it, in fact he was the one that had reached for the lube in the nightstand whilst Lindsey pulled down the tight little shorts Derek’s new body had on. Within moments Lindsey’s new cock was lubed up and sliding into Derek’s perfectly formed ass. It was both of their first times having gay sex, but it certainly didn’t feel like it from how easy and in sync they felt together. 

It was blissful, the perfect way to wake up. Until reality came crashing down around them…

~~~

It was only once they’d finished fucking that either truly realised what was wrong with their bodies. The lust-filled haze that had overtaken their tired brains had faded away, only the cold hard truth that they weren’t in their own bodies remained. 

She pulled herself out of bed and frowned as she looked around the room, eyes eventually settled on a mirror on a nearby wall. The change was obvious even in how this body walked as she strode over to it, needing to confirm if what she felt was actually true. 

She would have liked to think she wasn’t going to be surprised at her new reflection after having used the body for sex just now, but that wasn’t the case. The sight of such an attractive and distinctly male body looking back at her from the mirror wasn’t something she really knew what to do with. The guy was sexy, really sexy. But it wasn’t her; it was about as far away as she could’ve imagined being from her original self. Rough, hairy skin and thick muscle had replaced the soft femininity she was so used to, and all that bulk was championed by the meaty cock that now swung between her legs. 

The very one she’d just used to fuck whoever the twink still in bed was. 

Why not enjoy the body a little whilst she has it though? Looking at herself in the mirror and being able to watch this body bounce its pecs was amazing. She’d never really appreciated muscle on a guy before, but now she had it she could understand the appeal. She bounced her new pecs once, twice, three times before giving in and giving them a squeeze, feeling the muscle go from soft to hard underneath her hands as she flexed and relaxed. Even the new hair felt right on pecs like these, it didn’t feel as wrong as she was expecting it to as she touched her stolen body.

The sound of footsteps snapped her out of the strange self-worship session she had begun without realising. The guy he’d just topped was awake, and seemed to be just as curious about his body as she was. 

All Lindsey could do was watch as the twink came to stand next to him by the large mirror. The size difference between the two was far more obvious now than it had been when they’d been fucking, her new body was far larger than he had first realised now there was another person to compare the size against.

“I’m guessing you’re not in your right body either…” Lindsey said as the twink approached. Even the voice sounded wrong, all deep and masculine as she asked the question; here’s hoping this wouldn’t last long.

The twink smiled as he twisted around, apparently in an attempt to get a good look at every angle of his new body. “No, no, not in the slightest. I was far older than this. Bigger too.” The way the smaller man spoke was far different from what he expected of a young twink, all but confirming the assumption before the twink could finish speaking. 

At least she wasn’t alone in this. It would’ve been far worse if whatever had happened to her was only done to her, so it was unfortunately comforting to know there was at least one other. 

“So you don’t mind being in a different body? I was a girl last I knew.” 

The twink looked up, slightly surprised. “You were? Well I’ll be darned, I would never have guessed that based on how you were this morning.”

Lindsey scratched the back of her neck, wincing a little in embarrassment. “Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were. I could show you what I looked like if you want.” She gestured at the phone sitting on the side of the bed she’d woken up on. “That must be mine, or this body’s. Let’s hope it has face ID or something…”

Lindsey walked over and picked up the sleek black device from where it lay beside the bed. She was relieved when it unlocked when she held it up to her masculine face. It only took a few moments as she walked back over to navigate to one of her social media accounts where she could show the twink how she used to look; a stark contrast to how she looked now. 

“Here.” She said, holding out the phone for the smaller man to take. “This was me.”

The twink took the phone and frowned as he tapped on it a couple of times to bring up one of the pictures in more detail. It took a couple of seconds, but a strange look of realisation seemed to dawn on the twink’s face.

He turned the phone around and pointed to one of the faces in the photo he’d been looking at, her father, Derek’s face. “Lindsey? It-It’s me, Dad.” 

Derek - father

Derek’s ass was still throbbing from the sex that morning whilst he watched the man that was apparently his daughter pace back and forth. Considering the body he found himself in, he didn’t have much choice but to accept the claim. 

“Look,” Derek sighed, “it’s not like we knew any better, just following whatever instincts these bodies seem to have…” It was the best theory he could come up with, especially now he had a chance to look around the room they were in a little more. 

It was a well-designed room, deep purple walls and hardwood floors added to the overall ‘modern’ look the leather bed frame and mirrored wall gave the place. On closer inspection the mirror had actually been a very large wardrobe built into the wall, and was the one the pair had been admiring themselves in minutes ago. It had the pictures of both of their new bodies together framed around the room that had been the biggest give away. Whoever’s bodies they now occupied were clearly in some type of long-term romantic relationship based on the nature of the photos; there were ones of them smiling together and kissing at various famous locations around the world. From the Eiffel Tower in France to the Taj Mahal in India, they’d done it all. 

“Some strong instincts though…” Lindsey said. She had finally stopped pacing around and taken a seat beside the twink her father now was on the bed. “I can still feel it now, even though we just…”

“Had sex?” Derek finished.

“Yeah. That.”

Derek had been trying to reconcile the woman he knew his daughter was and the man in front of him ever since they’d accidentally made the discovery not long ago. His ass almost screaming to get fucked again didn’t help one bit. It was like some fire within him had been relit; a need for sex he hadn’t felt in decades thrummed through this body in waves and made Derek want to jump into his daughter’s lap and ride that same cock again. 

“We’ve just got to, fuck I don’t know…” Derek said after a few minutes of tense silence. He was meant to be the responsible adult here, but all this damn body could think about was cock. Just how horny could one guy be?

~~~

And nothing helped the horniness. 

Distance from the huge man that was his daughter helped a little, but the need to get fucked only grew as the days past. It was all he could think about eventually. He couldn’t go out because he was worried about doing something stupid like walking into traffic because he was trying not to replay their first morning together over and over in his head.

That’s what led him to walking in on Lindsey working out on the balcony of their place after getting back from a walk, deep grunts and groans of exertion coming from the muscular man Lindsey now was. 

And Derek was harder than he’d ever been as he watched. Lindsey had seemed to become a lot more comfortable with her body over the first week they’d spent in their new bodies, and this was the culmination of all this build up. 

“Lindsey, what’re you doing?” Derek asked as he stood by the door, eyes transfixed as the now older man continued his makeshift workout. 

Lindsey sighed and paused the set she was in the middle of, slightly annoyed her flow had been interrupted. “I know this all sucks Dad, but what can we do? There’s no sign of changing back and it’s been a week, I can’t put off looking after this body and what it needs any longer, it’s not healthy.” 

She jumped down and took a step closer to Derek, then another; eventually close enough to rest a large hand on his slim shoulder. The smaller man gulped as the huge sweaty form he’d been trying all week not to think about. “If I’m stuck in this body I’m doing it right; not like I can resist these fucking masculine instincts anyway. Though I’m sure you can relate to that can’t you?”

Derek was right on the edge. He’d been so good all week, tried so hard to not think about the powerful man this body craved, but now here he was, directly confronted by that very man in a space he couldn’t easily escape. He felt himself nodding before he realised he was doing it, the floodgates of his resistance finally worn down enough to collapse completely. 

This horny little body just needed the big strong man in front of him too much. 

“Please…” It came out as barely a whisper, but Derek knew by the smirk that his plea had been heard loud and clear. 

“Please what?”

Derek knew the answer, they both did. Neither knew how, but the next words out of Derek’s mouth weren’t a surprise to either of them.

“Please Daddy…”

3 months later…

Leon and Derek were out to dinner one evening three months later to celebrate. It had been a bumpy road to where they were now, but they got there. The news had come out a month or two in that there was likely no going back to who they used to be, but by the time that happened it was welcome news to both men. Lindsey had started going by Leon instead after a few weeks had passed, the name feeling far more fitting with each load the new man shot inside his boy’s ass. He’d lost quite a few years whilst Derek had gained a fair few, but Leon found himself enjoying everything about their new life as the weeks went by.

He was powerful and strong, had the respect of everyone around him that he could never quite garner as a young woman in the current world, and Leon had some ideas he was going to use this body to put in motion. He hadn’t told Derek yet, but he’d been working on getting their family back together in whatever state they were now in. Just because he was nearly 20 years older and gay now, didn’t mean he’d totally forgotten about Lindsey and her family. 

“Daddy, what’re you thinking about?” A soft voice said from across the table. 

That was the other thing. Derek had taken to his new submissive role like a duck to water once he’d let himself give in to what his body wanted. Being called Daddy all the time came as a surprise at first, but it felt oddly right after he’d given it a chance; the fact that Derek couldn’t stop himself despite how hard he tried helped force him to get used to it too. 

Derek blushed and glanced away, but loved the casual affection nevertheless. “Thanks Daddy… I love you too.” 

The pair had evolved past who they used to be after weeks of fucking and cuddling with the new instincts and desires that plagued the new bodies, but had grown comfortable and phappy together as a Daddy and his boy. 

To be continued…?