I Feel Like He Doesnt Look Like The Kind Of Guy That Would Fart This Shamesly But He Does And Its Fucking

I feel like he doesnt look like the kind of guy that would fart this shamesly but he does and its fucking hot

"This ass Is your for farting"

Tags: dumbification, male tfs, fart kink, wish went wrong.

This Is my fault. I tought my boyfriend was too femenine, too flamboyant...

I liked him, he was handsome, smart, lovely ... and With the Best ass around, but just not really into girly guys, he kinda embarrasses me when im with my mates... So i push him to convice him to join to the soccer team, maybe he could learn one or two Things about being masculine around those studs of the team.

After lots of trying, telling him i had a 'phantasy with soccer players' he said yes, he pick the team in base of the uniform tho.., the one who 'make him look Better', obviously the pink.

At start he wasnt enjoying It, but with the Time i saw him getting More excited about It, Until the day he came to our place excited about his first game, that day also notice something diferent... A slightly stench, i tought he just forgot to put some deodorant that day, but that stench just got stronger and stronger With time..., and he looked ok With it, a little too much i would say:

PRRRRPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT he lifted a leg and farted while we were at the couch together watching a movie - huh huh! Protein fart!

-Sweetheart, wtf!? - i said covering my nose

- Just some Man scent, "sweetheart" - i felt some anoy in His voice, and More in that last part - and this thing Is getting to boring, Let me find something Better - he quit or drama queer movie and changed It into the sport channel - there you go! Thats Better

"Well, at least hes not Girly anymore..." I said to myself. That couldnt console me for everything that was about to happen tho.

His stench was More and More strong, sometimes he wasnt getting showers or bath at all, and the one time i convince him to take a bath together saying we needed it something romantic (but being honest just needed him to get rid of the smell) he just...

-Hey, Babe, want me to turn this into a jacuzzi? - then he farted for like half of minute, flooding everything with its bubbles of stink

And as if that were not enough, he wasnt bottoming at all.

- "This ass Is your for farting, Bro"

With the Time i get he got sick of me trying to school him to being the educated cute bot he used to be, so he started saying i should join His team.

- "Maybe we can show you one thing or two of how to be a real Man"

It was devastated. Now i was the Girly one of the relationship, It seems.

And im tired, of the new him, of the new me, of the new us... So im doing something about It.

I walk to the training camp, ready for my first day in the team. Maybe he has reason. And he acept when I tried to change him, so... Maybe Is my turn.

I see my stud boyfriend pushing one of His buttcheeks while Lets out a really long fartp

PPPPRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTRRRFTFFFT

Liberates With a dumb face expresion while His mates laugh loudly like a Group of childs.

I sigh and take a sip of my protein shake, I don't want to embarrass him in front of his mates.

"Relaxed Straight"

Tags: Gay to straight, fart kink, IQ loss, personality change.

***

I can't believe we wore the exact same outfit - Teodoro said angrily as he entered to a cheap brand clothing store he found on the way.

He had left a party where another gay guy with who he didn't get along, had arrived wearing the same baggy pants and the same pastel pink shirt, and even the same pink glasses; it was totally humiliating.

"I'm sure he saw my outfit on my stories and imitated it just to annoy me" he thought.

He tried to find a good outfit at the atore but most of them were basic straight man clothes.

At the end, he decided for a crop top from the women's section and some basic jeans.

He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the brand.

"Relaxed straight"

- More like "Stressed gay" - he said to himself

When he was being atend at the counter before getting into for trying on clothes, the changing room worker looked at him with a strange smile... like mischieveous while drinking a can of beer, something gave him a bad feeling... Also, why is he allowed to drink at work?! But he decided to ignore it, at the the end he was just going to try on some clothes and leave.

He entered the changing rooms that emanated a bad rancid smell, so he began to change immediately to finish soon and scape from that place.

Soon enough he was in his underwear, and when he tried on the pants, he was surprised by how well they fit him.

Happy, he posed in front of the mirror, however, that happiness soon began to be overshadowed by a feeling of strangeness.

A slight burning sensation began to spread from his ankles up, soon the sensation took over all his legs and even his butt.

Thinking that he was having an allergic reaction to the cheap fabric, he tried to take off his pants but he couldn't unbutton them, it was like they were glued to him.

- AHHH - he shouted and immediately put a hand to his mouth when he realized that his voice sounded much deeper.

'Whats happening!?'

While he was stressed looking at himself in the mirror trying to figure out how to take off his pants, he realized that the pants were no longer so loose on him...

It seemed that his legs had thickened, they looked wider and more muscular, so much was the change that the pants went from loose to tight...

Still scared, he turned around with the intention of leaving the changing room and asking for help, but when he turned around he could see the exact moment when his ass swelled... His once flat ass was growing, filling with fat and muscle, until it had a large and enviable bubble shape.

This time, instead of worrying, he couldn't help but smile... Why stress over the fact that his body was magically changing if it was changing for the better? Besides, with that ass, surely his crush Isaac would finally pay attention to him...

Usually he would fantasize about Isaac, the handsome bisexual fuckboy from college fucking him... The idea seemed so sexy, so desirable... But when that image came to his head, this time what he felt was rejection.

"Maybe Isaac isn't my type anymore..."

What was his type? When he tried to think about how he liked men, images of curvy women with big breasts came to his mind.

"This Is getting to weird!" He tought.

Scared again, he tried to take off his pants, but when he reached for the zipper, he found a huge erect dick.

- Huhu, how big - he said, surprised and pleased, while looking at his new big member.

Now he thought: What did it matter if his mind was magically changing if at the same time his body was improving?

- What a nice cock - he said to himself, looking at his reflection with a cocky attitude - it would be a shame not to use it, huh? Maybe im a top after all.

He turned to look at his incredible ass.

- Well, it also would still be a shame not to use it - he said while slaping his buttcheecks - but I guess it still works for...

FFFRRRRFFFFFFFRRRRRP

His ass released a huge, loud fart while Teo laughed with a laugh that was now as clumsily and slow as him.

- Stills works for that, huhuhu - he finished while fanning the stench of the fart, it smelled just as rancid as the changing rooms when he had entered to.

He already had completely forgotten his concern and his plans to escape, and with every more minute he spent in those pants he also forgot the person he was...

He couldn't stop thinking on how good his cock was and how bad he wanted to use It... With a woman, he was craving for some vag.

And every fart he was letting out, Teao was farting away all those toughts that could stress him, his vanity, his college goals, his IQ...

Turning him Just as the brabd name, relaxed straight.

After a while posing for the mirror he prepared to continue trying the rest of the outfit, but soon he realized the options in his fitting room...

A women's crop top? He must have been confused when grabbing the clothes from the counter, he wouldn choose those girly clothes...

He left the now even stinkier room and asked the employee of moments ago for a basic shirt of any color.

- But hey, a man's color, bro - he specified.

Soon the employee arrived with a black t-shirt without a print.

Teo tried it on, it was perfect! Nothing could go wrong with basic outfits of one color.

He was about to change back into the clothes he had arrived to and then go to pay for his new outfit, but he looked confused at his belongings:

Baggy decorated pants? Pink short t-shirt? Pink glasses? Was this his outfit?!

Imposible! He wouldn't go out in that!

- Hey bro! - He said to the worker - Is there a problem if I pay wearing this? My previous clothes were shit, that's why I came here, It was an emergency

- No problem bro, and they do were shit, you looked like a sissy - the worker finished drinking his beer and released a loud and shameless burp - UAAAAARRRRPPP

- Nice one - Teo laughed

- But not anymore, mah bro - the employee continued - now you look relaxed and straight.

The new Teo got into his car, turned on the radio to the sports section, stroked his member and smiled as he drove back to the party, ready to find some girl to use It.

Hoot

Wings

Inspired by Anon Ask

Emery was waiting in his apartment for his date, Vinny, to swing by and pick him up. As he paced around he was looking at the clock and preening himself in the mirror, then he heard a ding from his phone. He checked his phone and the message from Vinny read “im here bruh”, Vinny told him he was DL and didn’t want anyone knowing. Emery was fine with it, the guy was super fine. He hurried down to his date’s car and hopped it, but as soon as he got in he was assaulted by a musty smell, the car smelled like it was hot boxed earlier that day with the guy’s farts. Immediately the big hunk driving told him that he wanted to take Emery to his favorite restaurant, “Oh which restaurant?” asked Emery, “I wanna surprise you” Vinny responded as he grinned, Emery agreed and sat back as Vinny started to drive.

(Vinny)

They pulled into a parking lot and got out, Vinny excitedly said “Oooo I havent been here in so long bruh”. Looking around the strip mall Emery just got taken to he asked him “Which restaurant is it?”, Vinny pointed in front of him and said “It’s the Wingstop! Im so pumped”. Rolling his eyes in his head Emery went along inside with him to the subpar first date location he was just taken to. Vinny and Emery ordered and sat down, “Hey, at least he paid” Emery thought to himself. For a few minutes Emery and Vinny just talked to each other and flirted a bit until their food was ready and was brought out to their table. Within a matter of minutes Vinny had completely devoured everything that he got, it took Emery a little while longer. As Emery continued to eat, he and Vinny continued talking when all of a sudden “PPPFFFFBBBTTTT” Vinny let out a loud fart that echoed in the restaurant. As Emery watched it happen Vinny’s mouth opened up a little bit and Vinny began drooling. Vinny didn’t react one bit, it was almost like to him it didn’t happen. Not wanting to be rude Emery didn’t say anything, he only grimaced as he was enveloped by the foul-smelling fart Vinny just released into the restaurant. “So what do you do for work?” Emery asked, trying to distract himself from the stench, “Uhhhhhh…I…have an…uhhhhhh Only…Fans”, Vinny said with such intense vocal fry it was a little difficult not to giggle. Emery eventually finished his mean even though the stench his date kept farting and belching out was making him lose his appetite.

“That was actually quite nice”, Emery said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin, Vinny just stared back with a look of dumbfoundment in his eyes “…yes…was…good”, Vinny eventually said, sounding more like a caveman than anything else. As Emery was about to joke that he sounded like a neanderthal, he felt a gurgling in his stomach. Excusing himself from the table, he got up and began to walk past Vinny to go find a bathroom. Suddenly Vinny reached out to grab Emery’s wrist and asked with the cadence of a stereotypical imbecile “…me…you…sex now?”, Emery pulled his wrist away as politely as he could and told Vinny “Not on the first date. Maybe next time”, Vinny looked disappointed and didn’t respond. As Emery made his way to the bathroom he entered a stall and sat down expecting to be there for a bit. All of a sudden the gurgling came back with such a roar that it sounded like Emery hadn’t eaten for days, as soon as the roar ended Emery suddenly let out a boisterous fart that was significantly louder that Vinny’s was earlier. Feeling lightheaded all of a sudden, Emery tried to get up feeling like he was gonna pass out when again he let out a noisy fart which would have made anyone in the bathroom with him laugh, good thing he was alone. As he let out the second fart he realized that it felt good and it smelled even better than it felt, it reeked of rotten eggs and the wings he just ate. Emery wiped the thought out of his head and made his way to the sink looking at himself in the mirror. Trying to rationalize what was happening he thought to himself “It must be food poisoning, the wings must have gone bad. There is no other reason that I could be…so…” his thoughts began to trail off as he felt a silent fart squeeze out of his cheeks. “Huhuhuh…stinky” Emery said aloud. He closed his eyes and put his hand down his pants and rested his hand between his cheeks. He looked at himself in the mirror and against his better judgment “FFFFFBBBBTTTT” another loud, malodorous expulsion of fart fumes shot out of his ass and right into his hand. Emery lifted his hand up to his nose, “No no no…” he thought, closed his eyes, “This is so gross!”, and took a deep whiff “What…did…i…dooooo…”. Suddenly he felt his entire body contract, he felt as if his entire body had a cramp. From his toes up to his head, he was overwhelmed with the pain that shot through his body. However, just as quickly as it started it stopped, Emery opened his eyes and saw that the twinky guy standing in the mirror was replaced by a bigger more masculine man. He flexed his arm as he proudly let out another fart.

He looked at his new physique proudly in the mirror when all of a sudden he was overcome with the feeling something wasn't right, his mind was fighting back against whatever it was that was fogging up his mind. He tries to think of why he was feeling so lightheaded and foggy and thought that the fart fumes must be dumbing him down. In reality the stench wasn’t making him dumber, the stench was Emery’s intelligence converted into smelly fumes, Emery’s mind was simply going straight from brain to butt. He started to quickly go to the bathroom door to try and escape the fart chamber he had created when all of a sudden it opened and in front of him stood Vinny. Pushing Emery back into the stink filled bathroom, he put Emery back in front of the mirror and held him in place by the shoulders. “Fart…more…feel…better…” Vinny pushed out, obviously struggling to think of the basic words he was using. Emery took his advice as he looked at his own reflection in the mirror, “PPPPPPPPFFFFFFBBBBBBBTTTTTTTT”, as the awful stench was released from Emery’s perky rear he watched his reflection as his eyes grew duller and his mouth began to crack open just a bit. “Huhuhuhuh…brooooo i smell so rank”, Emery chuckled. “Stinky…straight…bros…sup- superi-…uhhh better” Vinny said, obviously dumber than he was when he picked Emery up. Emery tried in one last ditch effort to save himself from the smelly jock he was becoming, Emery thought to himself “Im not straight I love men Im gayyyy…” his thought drifted off as suddenly the mental image of him fucking a slutty blonde with big tits took over whatever cognitive abilities he had left. That was the final nail in the coffin as one last almost silent toot exited Emery, somehow it was smellier than the rest. Emery didn’t care tho, in fact Emery was proud of his smelly ass trumpet.

Vinny and Emery sauntered out of the bathroom and ordered more wings up front, sitting back down the two best bros just dumbly looked at each other without saying anything to one another. The wings were set down in front of them and they both immediately started demolishing their second basket of wings. As Emery finished he let out one final disgusting fart and as his bro dumbly guffawed at him Emery said for the first time in minutes “…me…stinky…”.

As the bros got back into Vinny's ride, Vinny took Emery’s phone and downloaded Grindr. Emery looked at it and said “…me…not…gay…”, and Vinny responded “… make…new…farty…bros…”

"Man of the future"

Alan was 20 years old gay guy that turned his passion for video games into a career as a streamer. Every night, he sat in front of his computer, illuminated by the lights of his setup, and connected to play with his thousands of followers enchanted by the fact of having a popular gay and handsome streamer. That night, however, something different happened.

While chatting with his audience and viewing the comments in the chat, he noticed a message that stood out among the others.

@ yourbroski: "Try this game, 'Man of the Future'," said a donation message with a link.

@ yourbroski: "Its my game, i create It"

- You Did!? No way - Alan replied

He clicked the link, opening the Game just for being nice, the title didnt sounded like something that the girly Alan would enjoy.

Within seconds after the click, Alan found himself downloading a game he had never heard of. The title, "Man of the Future," glowed on the screen.

The game was a complicated obstacle course and shooter that quickly engrossed Alan into the digital word.

- Hey, this is indeed fun

But the fun ended quickly. When he died in the game for the first time - Which was pretty fast -, a screen appeared with the saying, "C'mon Bro, you can do better" along with an strange music, almost hipnotazing music.

- Whoa, did you guys see that? - Alan said, leaning back in his chair. - This game is savage! 'C'mon Bro, you can do better'? Challenge accepted! - he answered.

However, the second attempt didn’t go any better. When Alan died again, the message changed to, "Don’t be a noob, Bro."

Alan face reddened with frustration. "Okay, Bro," he muttered under his breath.

- No way am I letting this game call me a noob. Let's do this! - He turned to the chat, determination blazing in his eyes. -You guys with me? This game’s going down, Bros!

Took a sip of His... beer? He didnt remenber being drinking beer, he didnt even remenber enjoying beer but he was so centred on beating that game that kinda ignored It.

- OOOOOUUURRRP - he belched - dang, sorry bros - he said a bit ashamed... Just a bit. He was too centred to being ashamed.

Meanwhile the coments were going crazy.

"Whats happening With all those 'Bro'? Thats off character"

"@ yourbroski: Nothing to be ashamed! Better out than inside my Bro!"

"Are we sure this Is Alan? Lol"

He keep playing moving his fingers as fast as he could, he was doing Better and when he almost reached the wining flag - a flag decorated only With White and black lines - he got killed by another player.

- Son of a bitch! - he yelled - that motherfucker killed me at the very last BRARRRRP - belched - moment!

"Dont be a pussy" The screen said this time, as knowing he was whining.

- No way this game just called me a "pussy"! - he said ofended - Im not, and in gonna show them all - he said while opening his legs in the chair in a more relaxed position, tooking a moment to scracht his balls in front everybody before starting the new round.

In that position everybody could apreciate some strong arms and legs that people didnt knew Alan had abd Alan didnt remenber to have worked on.

"Sexy" a guy comented.

He was gay, but for some reason reading that from a guy, maked him feel angry.

- Dont be a weirdo, dude - he said

He was gay, right..?

Then started playing again, not releasing every time his character died, a part of His persona did too.

Yelling, coursing, chugging beer and burping, acting with a cocky attitude more and more, every round, less nice, less gay, less him, until...

- BROS, I-OARRRRRP -He couldnt contain a burp - I DID IT!

His character was holding that black and White flag.

"Now youre a real alpha" the tv screen said With that strange music still.

"Now youre the Man of the future"

And with that, the remains of Alan were erased, he didnt remenber being a girly gay guy anymore, he always had been an alpha, a straight, gassy, jock that loved playing videogames and humillating the noobs and "queerdos" on the games.

Alan started doing a "celebration dance" that basically was doing hip moviments to show his bulge. Like he were fucking someone.

- This Is for you, @broski - Alan put His microphone close to his ass and ripped a big, loud, smelly fart on It - i beated you - he said proud. Between laughs he added - Nah, GG bro, youre talented, definetly gonna share It with the bros.

"Whats happening with Him?!' someone comented

"@ yourbroski: That flag send the fag away"

Alan didnt even read those coments, he was busy trying to fan away the fart with his hands.

That Night the strange transformartion of the gay gamer Alan was trending everywhere, but before His friend Group had read something, they receive link to a Game from Alan.

"Alan: Best game of the month broskis"

The group of friends made up of gay guys and nice straight guys thought Alan's writing was odd, but without knowing the situation they gave more atention to the link, opening it, ready to play a life-changing game, "The man of the future."

(This is just fetish writing)

#weightgaintfs #weightgain

Alexander belched. He had just downed an “Instant Mass Gainer” shake that came from some French company.  He had heard rumors that these products worked, but he was skeptical of the claims.  This particular shake promised to add around 60 kilos to a man’s frame in a matter of minutes.  Ridiculous! Absurd- but the shake itself didn’t look like normal protein shakes, it was totally black, flask like in shape, and had a bright red warning saying it would cause him to permanently gain around 60 kilos of fat and muscle mass. Its a good thing he could read some English and French, he thought. 

Well, he had to try it. He had to give it a shot. He wanted to get bigger after all, and why the hell not give it a shot?  His lifting buddy Ivan stood by with his phone ready.  “ Well, lets see if it works!”

“Do you feel anything?”

“Bloated” Alex shot back. “ My stomach is definitely full of something.  Damn.” Alex felt something he thought would be impossible… he felt thicker. He put his hand on his midsection and there was a notable little curve to it. He looked down and his whole frame was starting to look and feel fuller. 

“I think….” Alex stammered “I think I feel something”  He felt an energy radiating out to his limbs. He never envisioned a little chocolate flavored “Mass Gainer” could create all these crazy sensations. What the hell was in that thing? 

“I’m definitely bloating up”  Alex said. He turned sidewise to demonstrate to his friend. 

His friend Ivan didn’t say a word, but his eyes widened.  There was no question, Alex was starting to look… well, beefier. Thicker, wider. It couldn’t just be bloat could it? Even his arms looked pumped up. 

“Alex, I think dude… you’re looking… big. How do you feel?”

“It feels weird! I feel something, I mean, I feel OK, just like… something is happening. I feel… heavier”

“Are you serious man? You feel heavier?!?”

“Yeah… do I look heavier?” Alex replied. 

There was a pause. 

“Alex, my friend, you look much heavier.”

“Are you serious?”

Ivan took another photo.  There was no question- every part of Alex’s frame had grown. His arms, his shoulders, his chest, his traps… and very noticeably, his belly. 

“How do I look?” Alex asked again.  

“You look big, really big.”

“I feel it… I feel… big” Alex groaned again. The growth was really coming in now. His whole frame was ballooning up with new mass. He looked down at his bigger chest and now prominent round belly.  God, he wanted to get big… but he couldn’t believe this was happening to him.  

Ivan’s eyes widened still. His gym buddy was growing huge right in front of him. He could hardly believe this. It had to be some kind of wizardry, some kind of magic.

Alex shifted his body around, repositioned, and as he did so, felt the new weight and size of his body. He was shocked to feel his arms, they were getting so massive. His belly too, we undeniable. 

He felt another surge as the growth pumped his frame larger. He had to have put on at least 40 kilos by now. 

He faced Ivan and spread his arms to show off his huge new frame. He knew his shoulders and arms had grown massive and he wanted to see how it would look on camera. 

“Ok…” he groaned again “How do I look… now?” Alex asked. He 

“Huge!” Ivan exclaimed. “You’re huge Alex, you look enormous. How is this possible?! You must be `140 kilos!”

“I don’t know!” Alex responded.  He could still feel the growth coursing through his now enormously beefy frame.  From Gym bunny to massive Russian strongman in minutes, Alex looked like an absolute giant compared to Ivan. 

Ivan was in shock, and deep down Alex was too, but he had to look in control, he had to feel in control of the situation. He could handle being big like this. Being really big. Alex flexed an arm, feeling how massive his biceps and triceps had become, how rounded and expansive his shoulders were…. He could… live with this. He looked down again at his gut, growing rounder still. It was the one piece that would make him insecure- he had a gut now. A big round lifter gut. No, a huge round lifter gut.  Alex couldn’t even see past it to his lower body. He felt it with his hands, there was so much more of him now. He was just… so meaty, so big.  Goddamn, part of this was turning him on, but he couldn’t say why. Part of this terrified him. 

He felt the growth start to subside as he rubbed his big round new gut.  

He sighed with relief.  It felt like the growth was almost done…  He looked down again at his enormous new body. Fuck, what was he going to do? 

“Ivan… does it look like… does it look like I’ve stopped growing”

“I can’t tell.. but maybe. Yeah, maybe, I don’t…. I can’t tell, but I think its slowed down.” Ivan responded. 

“Thank god” Alex muttered under his breath. The sensation of fullness that had accompanied his transformation was beginning to dissipate. 

Alex rubbed his big new muscle gut again and stared absently at the opposite wall. `What the hell have I done to myself` he thought.  He had to be at least 60 kilos heavier, at least! If not more.  He was gigantic, what was he going to say to people? How was he going to find shirts to fit him now?

Ivan snapped one more picture- Alex with the thousand yard stare, contemplating the repercussions of his actions, contemplating his new size, all his new mass. How was he going to tell his family? 

A short time later, Alex found a scale that would properly weigh him at his new size.  166 kilos. a 70 kilo gain in around 6 minutes.  He was the largest man Ivan, or Alex had ever seen in person. 

Later that night, Alex shared with Ivan the name of the company and where he had ordered that mystery shake online.  If he was going to stay Alex’s weightlifting partner, he’d need to get his hands on that same shake as soon as possible.