Gainers Roulette

Gainers Roulette

It's a risky game played by men desperate enough to risk their bodies for a chance at a bigger life. Men come from far and wide to play a game of Gainer roulette, some come out strong and sexy, some aren't so lucky. Although the game isn't all luck, it has a way of punishing those it deems unworthy.

Six needles are loaded, four with a serum that increases muscle and testosterone in the body, and two with a serum that drastically increases age and fat in the body.

The first player is a young man who pulls up on a motorcycle. He learned how to ride a motorcycle so that he could join his dad's group, but now he just gets picked on for being young and skinny. Well regardless, him being skinny won't be a problem after this.

He takes the serum. Immediately his face starts to change. His young and smooth features become more ragged, his clean shaven face quickly grows thick black hairs giving him a bushy beard, and the hairs on his head fall out leaving him with a smooth bald head. At this point it's hard to tell if he's won or not. Aging and losing hair is a common sign of losing, but he did want to look older and tougher so it could be either.

Next his body started to rapidly grow. He grew taller and taller as his shoulders broadened and his chest grew two juicy pecs that burst out of his shirt. His flat stomach grew into a thick six pack with a small layer of fat covering them. His arms exploded with muscle, becoming large and defined. Hair started to grow all over his body, covering his chest, stomach, and arms, giving him a much tougher look.

Moving downward, his previously flat ass perked up and pressed firmly against his shorts. His legs thickened as a thick pelt of hair grew over them, and his feet grew a few sizes, busting out of his shoes. And finally, a large bulge formed in his tight shorts, just for good measure.

Looks like we have a winner. The man leaned against his motorcycle and looked down at his nearly naked body. He smiled before riding off.

Our next player arrives in a luxury car. These never go well, rich guys only have one thing money can't buy them, good looks. So they come here expecting to walk out strong and good looking, let's see how this goes.

An average looking guy in an expensive polo and a gold chain walk out of the car. Not exactly what I expected, but close enough. He appears to be on the phone, and he doesn't seem to be enjoying the phone call. He puts the caller on hold as he approaches and takes the shot without even saying a word to me.

The man's well kept hair quickly falls off his head as his facial features start to age. It's not looking good for him so far. His cheeks puff out as a couple of chins grow under his soft jawline.

His scrawny body bursts out of his expensive polo as his gut grows bigger and bigger. He is left with a big hairy beer gut hanging out of his ripped shirt. His chest soon follows, growing into a thick pair of man tits with cheap looking tattoos on them.

His arms and legs thicken with mostly fat as his hands become thick and pudgy. The man is left old, bald, and fat. This is what usually happens to the rich guys who come here. He resumes his phone call as if nothing happened before getting in his car and driving away.

The next player slowly walks up holding a cane. He is an elderly sheriff who had to quit his job due to his physical condition, but wants to work again.

The man takes the shot, and almost right away his back straightens as he grows taller. Most of the wrinkles on the man's skin disappear as his he grows a clean silver beard. His receded hairline grows back and his skin tans from a pale white to a healthy golden brown.

The man's chest perks up and his shoulders broaden, filling out his sheriff uniform. The fat in his stomach disappears, leaving his uniform hanging off of his pecs. His biceps tripled in size, filling with muscle until they were about to rip his sleeves. His ass perks up and his thighs thicken, filling out his pants.

The man stands tall, smiles and nods at me approvingly before leaving without a word.

Next player is a young man who pulls up on a bike. He says he's close to getting drafted into the football league of his dreams, but he just hasn't been able to put on the weight needed for his position. Well either way I'm sure he'll be beyond heavy enough.

He takes the shot and his body starts to fill out. His skinny arms grow large and strong and his flat chest plumps up into two defined pecs, bursting through his tiny shirt. His pudgy stomach tightens up into a barely visible six pack with a sizable layer of fat covering it.

His legs and his ass explode with muscle and fat, giving the young man the look of a superstar football player. The pressure in his shorts grows until they rip open in dramatic fashion, making his ass bounce as it's released. Finally his face fills out, matching the rest of his massive body.

It looks like we have another winner. He seems to come to after the transformation is complete, an embarrassed look takes over his face as he attempts to cover his dick with his hands. His hands are quite massive, but it would be futile to try to cover up the monster he's got packing down there.

I throw him a towel to cover up and he thanks me before biking off.

The next player is a middle aged man who shows up in a barely functioning mini van. He said he used to be an athlete but had to stop after a serious injury. Ever since he had his kids, he has gained a lot of weight and struggles to do any activities with his kids.

The man takes the shot, and similar to the sheriff from before, his back straightens as his height increases drastically. Within moments the small feeble man with a can has become a tall and imposing man. His height has made his shorts look like short shorts and his shirt look like a bra, exposing his hairy gut. This would not last long however, as the fat in his body rapidly started to drain. As it did, his body began to twitch as an immense amount of muscle started to grow in his body. His hulking gut became a rock hard six pack and his moobs became a juicy pair of pecs. The man's soft arms became solid and defined as his hands became thick and calloused. His legs became strong and sturdy, and his ass became round a perky instead of sagging like it did before.

The man's face slimmed down, making his double chin fade as a thick black beard grew over his face. His receding hairline also grew back a little bit, giving him a more youthful look. Finally, a thick pelt of hair grew all over the man's body. Though the transformation seemed very taxing on the man, and he ended up passing out.

He must have been 6"4 and at least 250 pounds, so dragging his body to a bed was no easy task. It didn't take long for him to wake up. He thanked me profusely before getting up and leaving in the minivan.

Our last player for today is a young man who shows up in a cop car. He approaches wearing a police uniform, he feels he is not being respected by the more senior police. He wants to be more intimidating and demand more respect, but something tells me that his co-workers aren't the only reason he wants to be more intimidating. Unfortunately for him, he has no idea that there is only one shot left and it is not a winner.

The man impatiently takes the shot. Almost immediately, the man's flat stomach distended outward into a beer belly. It grows and grows until rips through his police uniform, leaving him in a tight black undershirt. He is left with a thick ball gut that hangs out of his shirt. His once defined pecs grow into two soft man tits that lay on his gut. The fat in his chest has even forced his arms to lay further out from his body. Speaking of his arms, they plump up under a thick layer of fat, nearly ripping his sleeves in the process. Even his hands look fat, with fingers that look like stuffed sausages.

Lucky for the young man, his uniform pants seemed to be slightly too big for him, so they have enough room to store his new body. His ass explodes with fat, stretching his large pants to their limit. His thighs follow suit, filling his pants until they're about to burst.

Just when the transformation is about to end, it gets worse for the young man. His face becomes pudgier as a thick double chin forms on his neck. But as the fat filled his face, the stubble on his chin went from brown to white. The hair on his head followed suit, becoming a pale white colour as his hairline slightly receded. Wrinkles started to form on his face as he began to rapidly age. From his mid twenties, to forties, all the way to his sixties in mere moments. His body started to sag under its own weight as blemishes formed on his skin.

Police equipment was scattered across the floor as the man was left in a tiny black undershirt and pants that barely fit. He flexed, making his shirt ride up even more, and smiled as he looked at his body. It seems as though he is unaware of how different his body was mere moments ago. He chuckled and states that the station will have no choice but to respect a man of his stature, and besides, he's definitely old enough to get some seniority. He picks up his ripped uniform off the ground and comments that it must have shrunk in the wash and that he needs to get a new one. He thanks me before squeezing into his police car and driving off

I am always working lately it seems. Running from one job to another. I’m so envious of those men who seem to just be able to let themselves go. To not do what’s expected of them. Think you can help me relax a bit and get rid of some of my responsibility?

You wanna let loose? Sure bro!! First off, have a drink! It's on me.

Now, I've got some bad news. You're never going to set yourself free when you have a corporate structure to answer for, yknow? So I've taken the liberty and had you fired.

Aww, don't look at me like that. Here, have another drink

The second thing is your brain. You're too, well, how do I put it... motivated. You keep on thinking about things like "goals" and "consequences". Loser shit, not enough instant gratification. So, don't worry bro, I just turned all of that off. You want a beer? just drink one, no more fears about hangovers and "obligations" tomorrow. That pizza looks good, right? Eat another slice. Eat 5 more slices. Who gives a shit if you've already had enough food for 2 men today.

Wait, what's that? You feel weird? Like your body? Well yeah, duh, actions have consequences.

Oh right, I forgot I blasted that part of your brain. I guess you'll just have to live with whatever happens

Yeah yeah, I know, shit sucks. But I guess all those calories started to add up. I said I'll help you let loose, not your waistband.

The hair? I don't know what your talking about bro. Have you ever seen a fucker like you who wasn't hairy? Didn't think so. This is all natural. This is all right.

Well, nearly.

There's one last problem bro, even lazy dudes get their shit together; even pigs like you can stop eating, can get a job again, maybe even start working out. In my mind it just aint permanent enough.

So, I think I'm gonna give you something else. Something that can sap up any little sliver of focus you manage to squeeze out. Something that's going to eat up every minute of your life from now on.

Oop, there is goes. Do you feel that? Your mind is going somewhere else and it won't be coming back anytime soon

Tell me when you work it out ;)

From now on, you'll be spending every waking moment thinking about your cock, playing with it non-stop. You wanna fuck anything and everything you see, don't you?

Good luck getting your job back now bro ;)

Fuckkkk that's perfect, so hot!!!

Love your writing dude! I'm trying to become the absolute hairiest jock out there, can you help me out? I wanna be FURRY

It took some time but I scoured the earth and finally landed on a body that I think you’ll really enjoy. He’s a jock by all means. Sweaty. Cocky. Muscles from head to toe. And hair covering the majority of his body in a thick pelt of curly darkness. With a snap of my fingers your flung from the mortal realm into the spiritual one. Left floating in the ether. Until you sr spilled quickly to a musky. Smelt bedroom. One that smells of cum and bo. You hear grunting and your vision becomes clear right when who I are flying directly into the hairy back of the man sitting on the bed. “Wooahhh bro!” You exclaim and your hands race to your throat. You can’t believe how deep your voice in. You look down and see nothing but roided muscle covered in hair. Your were so warm you were dripping sweat. You could feel it running down the hairy mass that you now controlled. You stagger to stand and your gut sits out in front of you. You pecs literally in your face. You couldn’t believe the amount of mass on this body and you could be standing more than 5’6”! It was hard to love with how heavy this body was and you sit back on the bed. Kicking your feet up to see them for the first time and see they are covered in hair just like the rest of your. You flex your arms in the mirror and see a massive bicep curl next to your head. “Bro I’m fucking huge!” You scream already leaking another building load from between your legs. And I’ve even made it so you’re in control of this body now. Permanently. And the real man who owned it is. Is now a subconscious inner thought. You may hear him from time to time speaking to you. But eventually that will die out as his essence ceases to exist. Enjoy being a body muscle hairy man.

All I had to do was resist sniffing my rank pits for 24 hours and I'd revert back to my original form. I couldn't go back into work looking AND smelling like a dumb jock - no one would takr me seriously! Not to mention my slowed down brain...it feels like I'm running through honey everytime I try and think about anything more complicated than a...than a...fuck there I go again- football match! Fuck yeah that's what I was thinking huhu... what was I saying again? Damn my pit hairs are getting long- wait no! I have to resist- have to remember not to sniff! Shit, this is harder than I thought.

They're so thick and long and hairy though, would just one sniff be so bad? Would this body be so bad? All of this muscle, vascular strong arms. Manly musky hair - sure I'd be a little less intelligent but the pay off...? Let me just his a double bicep pose- Fuckkk look at those veins, all the testosterone pumped blood gushing into my arms - God, I'm so hot like this. I can't take it, i need to jerk off!

Fuuuck, even my cock's bigger - everything abiut this body's just bigger and better...and smellier- can't let this go too far still need to resist...fuck, I swear stroking my cock never felt this good before- watching my thick hair hands go back and forth on the head, shit there's already a puddle on the ground from all the precum huhu cum. Fuck, what's that smell? Huhu i think it's me *sniff sniff*. Fuck that smells so good bro, I'm practically drooling from my own nasty pit stench. It's almost enought to- oww fuck! Gonna cum! Oh shit what did do...huhu some else gonna clean it, need to go hit delts today.

hey! i want to go to a bear bar but dont look the part... can you help me fit in more?

Look at yourself bro. Six feet of gorgeous, toned muscle, why would you want to throw all of this away? Oh well... the heart wants what the heart wants

I snap my fingers, and a massage table appears in front of us. Come on, lie down, get on your belly. Don't be scared ;)

There we go. I start to work my way up and your body, pulling and squeezing your muscles into shape. I oil up my hands, and your skin quivers as it starts to soak in. You feel it, right? Does it make you ticklish? Each stroke of my hands leaves your body plastered with damp, sweaty hair.

I squeeze my hands between your thighs, plastering your crotch with hair. I give your ass a once over, and then let my fingers crawl up over your abs, bringing along with them a wave of growth. Lastly, I give your face a good squeeze - bears need beards, duh.

There, I think that looks good dude ;)