Citizenies - Anything Muscle

Shit they sent me the wrong package. How the hell am I gonna explain this, maybe I can call the company and reverse this.

(During the call) Sorry sir about sending you the wrong package, however any and all changes are now permanent even if you took a different product. We will call you back and compensate for what happened.

I'm fricking stuck like this! I'm way too big, my muscles bulge too much theat my arms don't stick to my side. I'm too tall that even sitting my head almost reaches the ceiling. My dick is too big that even I'm afraid of it myself.

As I was despairing this change, while browsing my phone I saw an ad for onlyfans. Maybe there I can do something worthwhile.

Growing Apart

Happy Halloween guys! First I want to shout out @aardvarkia and thank him for letting me reference his Wishing Room series! Which you guys should all check out if you haven’t done yet. Seriously you’re missing out.That being said, I think I’ve kept you guys well fed during this October with stories. So I want you to know I’m going to be taking a break.  I’ve started a new job along with a few other things. Don’t worry too much it’s just with the longer stories. I still plan on putting out shorter stories with pictures. With that said please enjoy.

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“Fuckin’ losers,” Adan Marley had his upper body hanging out of the passenger seat of his car giving the middle finger to Kamden and Dion, as he rode past. He wasn’t driving, one of his snobby friends was. The Upperclassmen at St. Gregory’s high school were such dicks. Maybe because so many of their families had money, they didn’t think their actions mattered. Halloween was just one big excuse to get wasted and party. That wasn’t true for Kamden and Dion. They loved Halloween. Then one day a year they could dress up and pretend to be anyone else.

They knew though this year would be their last. Already, 16 they were cutting it pretty close with the trick or treating. However, they hadn’t been invited to any parties either. Everyone at school knew that. Adan was right, they were losers. The two boys didn’t even fully understand why. It’s not like they were nerds, goths, or plain douches.

“Why don’t you two go make out,” Jed Withers shouted from the car, further up the street now.

And there it was. The simple truth. People in this part of town thought the two boys were a couple. Dion had certainly suspected it was what people thought, but no one was bold enough to say it until now. Sure, they’d reference Dion being black and Kamden being white and talk about them being an interracial power duo, or the fact that Dion was chunky, and Kamden was rail thin and short. The problem was Dion was gay, and he didn’t know how to navigate the space high school had created for him.

“Fuck you  guys too!” Kamden picked up a rock and threw it. Didn’t even come close to touching the car. The power of frail arms. He turned to Dion, “Let’s go home.” They’d gotten enough candy for the night walking the streets would only make them seem more pathetic when other boys from their high school would appear going to parties.

“I’m sorry,” Dion sulked as they walked back to his house.

“For what? You can’t blame yourself for their actions.” Kamden marched ahead.

“Yeah but, you should just tell them that you’re not gay.”

“Oh definitely, cause I’m in such a dire need to be their friend.” Kamden shot back sarcastically. He threw his arms around Dion’s neck. Awkward positioning with their 5ft’4in and 5’10 differences in height. They walked back to Dion’s home. Switching into their pajamas when they got to Dion’s room. The only two boys in the county who could have a sleepover on a Sunday night with school in the morning. Their families didn’t care because the two boys lived in each other’s homes.

Kamden grabbed his sleeping bag while Dion sat on the floor with him. They both presented their bags of candy. It was time for their post Halloween debrief. Dion turned the lights off as the moonlight was enough to keep the room lit. The two smiled facing each other as they dug their hand into the candy. M&M’s, Crunch bars, Twizzlers, Nerds, and so much more, nothing was safe from their greedy jowls.

“Why do you want me to tell them I’m straight?”

“I mean there’s nothing wrong with the truth, is there?” Dion shrugged, not making eye contact.

“No, but…” His voice trailed off.  Kamden knew the reason Dion wanted the truth out. Then the bullies would leave Kamden alone. They stop looking at them both like freaks and only move to Dion. That was a reality Kamden could not accept. Before high school, before their stupid all-boys private academy Dion was a different kid. He was the brave one, the one that protected Kamden from the bullies. Kamden had watched the light in his best friends’ eyes go dimmer everyday they had to walk through those halls. Juniors trying to trip him, Seniors saying snide things about his weight. Always the upperclassmen, it was exhausting. They were tougher and stronger than both of them.

“Then you shouldn’t have a problem.” Dion knew his friend just as well. Kamden was sweet, loyal, and kind, but he wasn’t inherently brave. Kamden was terrified of every single upperclassman that terrorized them. He only pretended to get mad and upset so that Dion wouldn’t be afraid. Kamden had cultivated a persona that was defiant and hard edge, but that’s not who the boy was.

Kamden was at a loss for words but he had more to say, “Hey if you could have anything right now, what would you want?

Dion took a long pause, “Do you believe in magic?”

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“Unghhh fuck…….that son of a bitch do this again!” My older brother swapped our bodies again, and to make it worse, he swapped our bodies right after he finished his leg day! God this is fucking hurt, look at all those jacked vein……..gosh I can’t even move……he knows I hate working out, and this burned feeling……fuck……I should be eating froyo at this moment Well, at least I can enjoy this musky smell of his and rub this body in the shower, playing a lil bit with his cock won’t be a problem right? But first, let’s found a way to move to the shower…….jeez, leg day is the worst