THE BLESSING OF Y'LEC

THE BLESSING OF Y'LEC

It has been a really wild day today. I was volunteering at a museum downtown, helping them clean out old archives, when I found a very interesting scrap of paper. It looked very old, perhaps from the Victorian era, but I could see some text inside it. I unfolded it and read the words.

"To all who read this: I pass to you the Blessing of Y'lec, our God of Immutable Form. From this moment of reading, you shall have until the same time upon the morrow to exercise this blessing. Focus your mind upon a trait of another, and will it to exhange with yourself, and Y'lec shall see it done. Beware! You must pass this blessing on in writing to another before the time is up, or all shall be returned to as it was!"

I felt an odd sensation wash over me, like getting chills but stronger. "Maybe time for a break," I muttered to myself. I left to go grab an early lunch. There's a small cafe with great views that I like near the museum. By great views I'm of course referring to the 3 gyms across the street in perfect view of the window. As I awaited my order, I let my eyes wander over the hunks working out. "Wish I had that guy's torso," I thought longingly. As I'd added years, I'd unfortunately added pounds as well. I looked down at my gut forlornly only to be shocked to not find it. In its place was toned abs and beefy pecs. I immediately remembered the scrap of paper. I looked at the gym and sure enough, some guy was working out, my flabby torso unmatched with his muscular arms and legs. I looked at another toned guy doing curls and concentrated on his arms. I felt my sleeves tightening as flabby arms were replaced with big biceps. My shirtsleeve strained with them. I focused on a young guy wearing a tank top, and found my clothes shifting into it. Wow, this blessing really means ANYTHING! I noticed my new torso had a bit of a tanline that matched the cut of a tank top. I definitely got why; I was already starting to think of adding them to my wardrobe.

At that point I grinned widely. The son of one of the gym owner's was walking over to the cafe. He was a little shithead, with a rich dad to make all his problems disappear. Had to admit, I was pretty jealous. As he entered, I focused my mind. I want his face, his hair, his identity. I open my eyes and look at my reflection in the cafe window. His young face and blonde hair stare back. I pulled out my wallet to find a new credit card, lots of cash, and an ID that listed me as Jeremy Angel, son of the gym owner. I stood up from my seat at the cafe, dropping a sizable tip on the table in cash, and then walked over to the gym. A cute guy in gym shorts almost ran into me as he tried to leave the gym.

"Oh, sorry Mr. Angel!" he said.

"No problem," I said aloud, but with a thought I swapped our lower haves. I felt gym shorts on me now, and looked down at my toned new legs. From the bulge in the gym shorts, my dick must have gotten an improvement too.

I entered the locker room of "my" father's gym, slipping off my tanktop and pulling out the nice new smartphone mine had upgraded to with the change. I couldn't resist a selfie.

I grinned as I saved it. This was amazing! I couldn't give up this body and life I had made, so I did one more thing on my phone. You see, to stay like this I must pass on the blessing in writing. So to each of you who reads this post, I hereby pass the Blessing of Y'lec to you! Just remember, if you want to keep your changes, you too must pass it on in writing. Happy changing, folks!

This is Nathan, self-described nerd. One day, while walking home from a robotics club he was part of, he found a neat ring glinting in the sun. He picked it up to examine it. Written on the inside were what looked like words in a strange language he didn’t understand. As he looked, though, the words wavered and became readable. “The Ring of Exchange,” he read to himself, quietly. “Whatever could that mean?” Normally, he’d try and return it but there’s no homes or businesses at this part of his walk home and no one is around. He went to pocket it, but felt like he should put it on instead.

Later that evening, he was home before his roomate, Ted. Ted was blessed with a handsome face and absolutely massive muscles. Unfortunately, he could kind of be a dick about it. Nathan was really getting sick of his cocky attitude and teasing about his scrawny body, wishing they’d never been assigned the same apartment at the college.

Ted came into the apartment while Nathan was making a sandwich. Nathan inwardly groaned, he had hoped to be in his room so he could avoid Ted. Ted was, of course, shirtless already for some reason when he walked in.

“Hey, twig!” Ted called out to his roomate with a grin. “Man, had a good workout and run today!” He flexed and made a cocky smirk.

Nathan couldn’t help but feel the jealousy rise, and it mixed with the irritation he had been having towards his roomate. He began to think about how he’d like to have Ted’s muscles, then he could really show him!

To his shock, as soon as he thought that, he felt the ring on his finger get warm. Right before his eyes, the flexing Ted began to almost deflate, muscles losing mass and definition. Simultaneously, he felt his clothes getting tighter and looked to see his arms become HUGE, his pecs growing to massive proportions. In moments, a scrawny Ted was looking at him in shock. With a grin, Nathan flexed a single bicep, tearing his shirt.

“Oops,” he said. “That happens when you’ve got huge muscles.”

He began taking the shirt off, which just ripped it more until he had the whole thing off. Ted stuttered in confusion.

Nathan gave a flex, mimicking Ted’s earlier motion. “How you like these guns, twig?”

Hey welcome back! I got a request for you. There's these 2 guys I know who are best friends and decided to work out together. One of them is an average build and the other is pretty small and skinny. It'd be great to see the small guy start to get bigger and bigger while his friend stayed his normal size.

Alec smiled at his smaller friend Clark. "Alright, gym plan starts tomorrow!"

"Hell yeah! One day I'll be able to pick you up," Clark said.

Alec looked down at his short and scrawny friend. "Well, we can all dream," he said with a friendly chuckle.

The skinny red-head playfully punched Alec in the arm. "Just you wait and see!"

The two kept up the habit of working out into the first few months, the key to any successful fitness regimen. Alec felt healthier but wasn't really seeing growth or gains. Clark, however, was growing like a weed. Muscle tone came easy to him for some reason and his muscles were steadily growing.

"I don't know man, just lift more?" Clark would suggest to Alec. But Alec struggled to increase the weight he was lifting.

Unbeknownst to Alec, Clark was specially preparing each of their protein shakes with a little incantation before each workout.

"What's his is mine, what's mine is mine," he'd say as he added a special powder to the mix. Alec was none the wiser.

Several months later, a friend of theirs came to visit.

"Alec! How's it going?" asked the friend.

"Alright," Alec said with a smile, knowing a surprise was in store. "You ready to go meet up with Clark?"

"Yeah, what is he up to? He wanted us to meet him at some gym?"

"Yup, he's got a match going." Alec said, getting into the car with his friend.

As the two pulled into the gym, they saw Clark standing on the mat. Their friend nearly choked as he saw him.

"That's Clark?!" he gasped.

"Yup, hard to recognize him," Alec said, suppressing a pang of jealousy. He wished the gym had been as good to him but it seemed Clark always got double the workout benefit while he got barely any.

Clark grinned at the two of them. "Hey there, little guys!"

In the Zone

You see the old guy behind me? That used to be me. I spiked this kids water earlier. We switched almost immediately but he's been in the zone too much to notice. He's going to be in for a shock when he hits the shower. Too bad I'll be long gone by then. A smoking hot body like this needs to find a boy to fuck. I'll have fun with my new life. Too bad for him he's stuck in my fat ass forever.

Short Story: Always read the contract

How are you holding up man? Daniel said, not taking his eyes off his phone. “I’m feeling a little woozy bro,” Geoff replied, swaying slightly on his stool. Daniel chuckled to himself as he put his phone down and inspected the gradual changes occurring in his body. His pecs were beginning to jut out from his chest and his arms were beginning to take on some definition again. “Having your muscle drained out of your body will do that” Daniel replied as he massaged his growing muscle tits. Shit, his pecs were already bigger than from his previous procedures and Goeff had so much more to give. Anxious to see the final results, he flicked the iv bag a few times, speeding up the flow of potent liquid into his veins.

He leaned back and closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of his body growing larger, taller, and more muscular with each passing second. “But it’s only for three months right?” Geoff asked, concern in his voice as his physique drained through the iv line in his arm. He had agreed to loan his mass to Daniel for a handsome fee, but seeing the last few years of gains vanish down the line in his arm suddenly made everything very real. 

“Sure, mostly,” Daniel said with a smirk on his face as he palmed the growing bulge in his shorts. Geoff was correct that Daniel would only have his size for a few months, but after Geoff's size faded from Daniel's body, it was lost to Geoff forever. And any gains that Daniel managed to make with his temporary size and strength boost would be permanent. And with Geoff’s physique, Daniel was sure he would be able to make some insane gains before his borrowed strength faded.

He opened his eyes to find his lower half obscured by his new huge pec shelf. Daniel chuckled to himself as he realised he had now surpassed his doner in height and mass. And this was only the first bag. Daniel was grinning from ear to ear. He only needed to convince a few more gullible bodybuilders to let him ‘borrow’ their hard-earned gains until he would permanently have the godly physique that he craved.

“Hey man, I don’t want to do this anymore,” Geoff said as he pawed feebly at the line in his arm. “Ohh I think you’ll be staying for the whole procedure,” Daniel said getting out of his chair to stand over his helpless doner, his body swelling with every step he took. Daniel towered over Geoff, his meaty hands placed on his hips to show off his swollen pecs and biceps. “You see we have a contract, and I have every intention to enforce it.”

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