The Perks Of Licensed Merchandise

The Perks of Licensed Merchandise

Despite having an entire ocean separating him from his all-time favorite sport, Ken couldn’t help but be obsessed with American football. Waking up each morning, he would catch up on all of the previous day’s highlights that he missed having been living all the way in the United Kingdom. While he had a large admiration for many of the teams and players, his primary focus was narrowed down to three teams: The Buffalo Bills, The San Francisco 49ers, and The Los Angeles Chargers.

All of them had hunky players that he couldn’t help but thirst over, but Ken couldn’t help but find himself particularly drawn to Los Angeles Chargers defensive end Joey Bosa. Sure, Ken couldn’t deny that by conventional standards Joey’s younger brother Nick (who plays for the 49ers) was the more beautiful player, but that didn’t matter to Ken. He loved Joey’s impressive physique, especially those broad shoulders that showcased innate strength and automatically created an intimidating appearance.

After having saved up some money, Ken splurged with a little bit of self-care by purchasing a hoodie that was Chargers themed and had Joey’s number and last name on it. Sure, it was a bit of a wallet gouger to get official NFL apparel, an already pricey expense, shipped all the way from the US, but Ken couldn’t resist the temptation. Given his inability to go in-person to see a game, he figured wearing some official merch was the closest he could get to experiencing the thrill of American football.

To his surprise though, the package only took a few days before it was already laying on his doormat one morning. Given he was already planning to do an early morning run, Ken decided there wouldn’t have been a better time to christen his new purchase through the sweat of hard work and determination. Peeling off the rainbow tank that was already showing off his modest set of hairy pectorals and his thick biceps, Ken wasted no time throwing on the hoodie while smiling in pure excitement. Upon pulling his longer hair up into a tight bun and putting his headphones back onto his head, Ken moved towards a mirror in his flat to take some celebratory selfies that also showcased the 97 number that was directly associated with his NFL crush.

After taking a moment to appreciate the sight he was seeing, Ken made his way towards his door and quickly exited his apartment. Pulling the door shut and locking it, he took a few minutes to do a few simple stretches before bounding down the stairs in excitement. As soon as his feet hit the concrete sidewalks, he instantly began his jog and rushed through the city streets. He passed his local gym that he had spent so much time in both working out and admiring the physiques of other men in his area. Continuing on, he passed by the bar that he often hit up either after teaching or a late-night workout. He smirked as he remembered all of the fun he had a few nights previously with some teacher friends. With his mind continuing to recollect the events of that night, his grin remained fixed as he remembered the woman who indicated clear interest in him and the hunky bartender that he couldn’t help but stare at. It was a good night, one of few and far between, but he wished he could have more nights like that.

As he continued to run with his mind worried about other things in his life, Ken was utterly clueless to the changes happening to his body. It started simple at first, with Ken’s height slowly growing up until he was an impressive 6’5”. However with the bouncing motion of his intense run, he found himself unable to notice anything different.

Upon those changes finishing, the growth continued further as his arms began to casually bulk up. With his arms swinging during the near-sprint, those already impressive biceps only grew thicker and more prominent as they began to bulge out to extreme levels. Ken could feel the sleeves beginning to ride up due to this continued growth, but he paid it no mind as he continued to think about his life and the tasks he had to do upon returning to his flat.

This growth wasted no time progressing across his torso as it began to grow wider and thicker at record levels. Given those massive guns that Ken was now sporting, the growth attempted to remedy the odd vision by widening the man’s back and shoulders. To his shock, this growth did in fact make an impression on Ken as he found himself accidentally bumping into a bunch of people also traversing the sidewalk. It was strange, he knew he was getting bigger from all of the time in the gym, but it seemed impossible that he was THAT big!

As his shirt began to ride up against the beefy biceps he was now sporting, there also seemed another point of tension for the shirt as an impressive set of pectorals began to push out of Ken’s chest. With each running step, Ken couldn’t help but smile as he felt the ripple of his pecs from the impact. Maybe he was wrong about not being so bulky, because it definitely seemed like the gym WAS paying off for him. Not noticeable for Ken though was the impressive set of abdominal muscles that grew incredibly defined through the now-straining fabric. However, even though Ken was unable to notice the changes, the other people on the sidewalks certainly noticed it. To his surprise, he found that many people were looking at him with wide eyes and dropped jaws. It was a strange feeling to be ogled at like that, but it certainly didn’t make him too upset. He was honestly just relieved that his expensive gym membership was actually paying off!

With the growth finishing up at his waist, the changes quickly began to move downward as it affected both his ass and his dick. As he took a moment at a stoplight to catch a breather, he couldn’t help but note the thicker cushion he was now sporting in his rear. His back was away from the building by several inches, but his ass was fully pressed against it and providing a nice amount of support from the hard defining angles of a building’s corner.

Now while this was going on, Ken’s dick was also undergoing its own changes. If the rest of his body was growing both taller AND thicker, it didn’t make sense for his genitalia to be ignored from all of that fun. As several inches caused his dick to snake lower down the front of his athletic shorts, there was a newfound girthiness that also caused it to become quite apparent while standing at that corner through a visible dick line. For Ken though, there was no real indication of something being peculiar about his downstairs area until he began to jog once more.

With the bouncing causing his more-impressive dick to begin to wildly move about, Ken was confused as to what had happened. Sure, he was going commando for this jog, but his dick was never this much of a nuisance during the run! Taking a second to take care of himself, he quickly ducked down an alleyway and clamped his 7” flaccid dick in place using the tight waistband of his shorts.

Continuing back to his run then, intense power began to manifest into the man’s legs as his thighs began to thicken with haste. When he had first taken that break at the corner, he felt like he was close to ending the run, but at this point Ken was eager and willing to do more! He felt as if the last 15 minutes was just a nice little warm-up and now he was eager to push himself to his limits! Not to mention, the now longer feet he had allowed for wider strides that eliminated a good chunk of his exhaustion. As he entered the local park and began to run faster without the hindrance of traffic signals, he was completely oblivious to the fact that his ridden-up shorts was now showcasing a juicy ass along with a set of thick thighs. In fact, those ridden up shorts also revealed the fact that his right thigh was now adorned with a tattoo that Ken had never gotten.

With 90% of his body completely shifted, the only remaining factor that indicated the essence of Ken was his head. However, the shirt seemingly wasted no time beginning on the grand finale of the change. In a sudden expansion, his neck began to grow thicker to stand a chance against the boulder shoulders bookended around his head. As his neck thickened, his vocal cords began to shift as it turned into a deeper booming voice that now perfectly matched the physique he was sporting.

Moving along his face, Ken felt a slight tingle on his cheeks that he casually scratched off. Had he been paying attention, he would have noticed that his bushy beard was pulling into his face until he was ultimately left with a closely-trimmed set of facial hair. In terms of the hair coming from his scalp, Ken’s growing mane of hair was also beginning to pull back into his scalp with gusto. It only took a few seconds before the elastic ponytail band fell off his head and tumbled onto the dirt path he was running on, leaving him with a close haircut that had shaved sides. 

As these changes finished, his facial features began to shift to match the body belonging to the jersey he was wearing. Ken’s nose began to grow more and more prominent as it gained the appearance of a nose that Ken had often spent time thirsting over. With this going on, Ken’s jaw also began to expand and square off in tandem. With each passing blink, Ken’s left eye began to darken in shade as it went from a blue color to a dark brown. Upon that finishing touch, Ken had been completely erased and replaced with an exact replica of Joey Bosa.

Still blissfully unaware, Ken noticed nothing was amiss until he took another break and decided to pull out his phone to change the playlist he was listening to. However, as he pulled out his phone and saw his reflection from the glass, he gasped in disbelief. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, his now-thicker hands gingerly touching his thicker neck upon hearing the deep voice coming out of his mouth. He knew that voice after having spent hours watching interviews involving his favorite player. Taking into account that voice along with the new face he saw only proved the fact of the matter: he was Joey Bosa!

Looking down at himself, he gasped as he saw that his hoodie was now stretched to its absolute limits on Joey’s taller, buffer, and wider body. “Thank god I didn’t get a smaller size…” Ken said to himself as he took a moment to admire himself. Hearing that booming voice coming out of his mouth once more, Ken could easily feel his thicker and longer dick quickly growing hard. It was such a turn-on to hear himself talking with a voice that just so easily oozed authority and dominance. 

To further indicate the level of dominance he had, Ken’s vision looking down was immediately drawn to his biceps. It was insane when he flexed and saw the muscle bunch up in response. These muscles clearly looked as if they could rival the size of bowling balls! Everywhere he looked and flexed, it was clear that this body was absolutely pumped with power. It was no wonder to Ken now as to why Joey Bosa was such an effective defense player.

Eager to explore his new body while feeling incredibly confident, Ken wasted no time peeling off the shirt that was both stuck to his body because of sweat and also from the intense muscle growth that it hadn’t been prepared for. After delicately taking care of the clothing to avoid any tears that would threaten the loss of the hoodies’ power, Ken was able to stare down and look at the impressive torso he now had.

Cupping his chest, he felt the heaving pectorals that were clearly bulging out, Ken was so incredibly turned on by what he saw (and felt). He could only dream of having a body like this, but due to this merchandise, it seemed like he could actually have it after all! As he moved his now-callused and meaty hands down his torso, his hands rippled along the abdominals that he had often joked “could shred cheese”. 

But to his sudden shock, Ken could only stare in disbelief as his hefty pectorals began to deflate and his abs began to lose the intense definition they once had. “I must need the shirt to be on!” Ken exclaimed as he desperately struggled to pull the hoodie back on. If Ken thought that there was a struggle to take the hoodie off, it was only worse when trying to put it back on! He had such a hard time navigating around the bulky shoulders and the muscles that were still prominent despite slowly deflating. 

After a few attempts, Ken was able to pull the shirt back on and watch in wonder as he felt his body grow stronger and stronger until it returned to its full Joey Bosa state. Clearly, he now knew that he needed the shirt to retain this physique, but when would he be able to realistically use it? He couldn’t just go and fully pretend to be Joey Bosa given that sweat was a thing and laundry was a required aspect of living, so what could he do? With his stomach giving a slight growl, Ken decided that the best course of action would be to go back home and get some food.

While he slowly made his way back, Ken stopped dead in his tracks as he found himself passing by the front door of the local pub and restaurant he had previously thought about. Given that he was both hungry and eager to find a solution for his throbbing cock, Ken stepped inside the establishment. Looking around, he smirked as he caught sight of the attractive bartender he had previously thirsted for. Based on the smirk the bartender returned, it seemed like there was a clear interest on his end as well. Getting up from the booth he was seated in, Ken sauntered over to the bar and decided to chat up the hunky bartender. As the man’s thirsty eyes wandered across Joey Bosa’s impressive physique while they spoke, Ken quickly knew that he was going to have A LOT of fun once he finished his meal… just as long as he kept his shirt on!

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Working Out Womanhood

As a professional bodybuilder, Jeff Nippard was extremely dedicated to a life of fitness and discipline. Looking around and seeing a world that lacked proper education on dieting and working out, the hunky blond decided that he needs to use his knowledge both from his degree in biochemistry and in the gym to create programs to help improve the lives and bodies of his followers. Although bodybuilding was a full-time job in terms of keeping his body as pristine as possible, the man was still eager to branch out and diversify his interests while still doing something he loved.

After months of hard work, Jeff had finally created his own website that provided nutrition plans and workout routines to help any individual wanting to improve their bodies. But while the man was able to create several programs that were a huge success, there was one category of plans that he wasn’t able to master: female-centric ones. No matter how many conversations he had with his long-term girlfriend Stephanie or talking to other female fitness gurus, he was unable to nail down the perfect plans for women. 

While most people would give up and just focus on what they know, the degree-holding man was not willing to let this lack of knowledge slide. Not only would it help his own business, but it also would allow him to better understand his girlfriend and help her achieve her intended physique if he could finally understand what types of workouts females liked. For months, he scoured the internet in search of any potential information that could help at least point him in the right direction to no avail. In a mix of desperation, nighttime hysteria, and drunkenness from several beers, the man soon found himself shifting away from his firm belief in the power of science and falling into dark web Google rabbit holes that could offer magical solutions to his little problem. Upon stumbling on a listing by a certain SCassociate01, Jeff was enamored by a little bottle of liquid that apparently gave him the opportunity to swap bodies with a member of the opposite sex. Given that the price was only $150, Jeff bit the bullet and quickly purchased the enigmatic item before passing out for the night.

Waking up the next morning and looking at the tab he left open, Jeff couldn’t help but grow irritated at his spur of the moment purchase last night. There was absolutely no way that this item could truly swap their bodies right? So, in a huff, the man quickly grabbed his gym bag and left his apartment to work off his anger towards being bamboozled by his own altered mind the night previously. For the next hour and a half, Jeff worked out rigorously until his shirt was soaked in sweat and skin-tight against his incredible physique. After such an intense workout, he couldn’t help but feel better and suddenly eager to get home and spend the day with his girlfriend. So, after quickly showering and getting himself changed into some new clothes, Jeff made his way home to have lunch with his gorgeous partner.

To both his surprise and horror, when Jeff got home and walked into his living room, he immediately caught sight of Stephanie inspecting the very same bottle he had ordered the night previously. Although it was certainly unbelievable that the package had arrived overnight, Jeff’s mind didn’t even question this factor as he instead grew embarrassed about his girlfriend finding out about his moment of weakness the night prior. “Hey, what are you doing? That’s mine!” Jeff cried out, jogging over to the couch to try and grab the bottle out of Stephanie’s hand. 

“Whoa babe, why are you freaking out? You just got a package in the mail and I was making sure it wasn’t damaged…” Stephanie coldly said, crossing her arms in annoyance at Jeff’s childish behavior as he grabbed onto the bottle and tried to hide it from sight. “What is that bottle anyway? I saw something written on the side talking about swapping bodies with the opposite sex…” she continued, her face shifting into an inquisitive glare at Jeff as she left her sentence open for her boyfriend to tie up the loose end.

Standing there with his cheeks flush underneath his blond beard, Jeff gave a deep sigh before telling his girlfriend about the events leading up to the purchase of said bottle. As he finished telling his story, he couldn’t help but grow annoyed as Stephanie wasted no time laughing in his face and taunting him for believing that magic could really exist. “Babe, I know that you want to create the perfect woman’s gym and nutrition plans, but I think you’re taking it a bit too far now…” she said, her voice going into an even higher tone as she attempted to conceal her laughter (although she was clearly failing).

“I was wasted last night and was desperate to get the plan figured out ok?” Jeff said under his breath, a newfound raspiness appearing in his voice due to his sheer annoyance. Despite his girlfriend’s best attempts to calm him down and say that she’s just joking with him, Jeff was still quite annoyed at the situation.

Seeing this, Stephanie tried her best to be supportive and cheer him up. “Hey, what do you say we pop this bottle and give it a try huh? Sure, it may not be a gender swapping potion, but at least it seems to be an aphrodisiac since you’re supposed to have sex after drinking it. What do you say babe?” she said, leaning in and resting her well-manicured hand on Jeff’s own callused and wide one to try and cheer him up. 

Thinking it over for a second, Jeff started to lighten up upon seeing that his girlfriend was willing to go along with his little impulse buy. Sure, it may not be really magic, but the concept of having some kinky sex with his girlfriend was an opportunity too great to pass up so Jeff quickly nodded his head before uncorking the bottle. Upon inspecting it, Jeff tipped the potion back and downed half of it before handing the second half to his girlfriend to finish off. As it went down, the man was shocked and delighted to find that the taste was rather appealing. It tasted like a mix of candy and fruit, something that left both partners with a slight grin on their face as they tossed the bottle aside. 

While it could have been some sort of placebo effect of the potion, both individuals soon found themselves incredibly turned on and desperate to tear off each others’ clothes and head into their bedroom for a passionate bout of intercourse.

Upon lifting his girlfriend up as she wrapped her legs around his bulky waist, the couple quickly made their way into the bedroom as they passionately made out and Stephanie took the opportunity to multitask and take off her shirt and bra. Looking down, Jeff’s cock couldn’t help but grow rock solid at the sight of his girlfriend’s gorgeous tits that wobbled with every thunderous step he took on the way into the bedroom. As soon as they stepped foot into the doorway, Stephanie quickly hopped back onto the ground and started to undress her boyfriend. It was always like unwrapping a present the way she would meticulously save the best for last. 

Looking up with a pure lustful stare, Stephanie was able to peel Jeff out of his form-fitting tank top and reveal his impressive physique to her. With envy, she ran her dainty fingers along the ridges of his abdominals and smirked at him as he looked down in awe. Not one to waste time, the woman continued to undress her boyfriend, pulling down his workout shorts and running her hands along his well-sculpted ass and meaty thighs. Despite his smaller stature of 5’5”, the sheer width and bulk of his muscles would be able to intimidate even the tallest of adversaries. Stephanie wasted no time admiring her boyfriend’s body as he squeezed her perfect tits, running her fingers along the ridges of his cut abdominals. Then, in an effort to make sure Jeff felt the same form of objectification, she gave his chest a squeeze in return as she clutched onto an impressive pectoral shelf that could rival the bosom of a college cheerleader.

Just as Jeff got his girlfriend out of her underwear to stare at her fully nude body, Stephanie finally returned the favor by pulling down the tight underwear and watching as his thick shaft fell forth from the fabric and revealed itself to her. “Well looks like someone’s horny huh?” Stephanie said as she goaded her boyfriend, dropping down to her knees and taking his impressive shaft into her mouth. 

“Aw fuck!” Jeff groaned, his dick throbbing as his girlfriend took in his manhood with impeccable ease and began building up a perfect rhythm over the next several minutes. While he certainly was turned on by his girlfriend, he was desperate to not ejaculate early before the main event occurred. So, just as he began to feel his dick tense up and his head grow light-headed, he quickly pulled his girlfriend off of his cock and into bed with him. With their bodies tangled up in sheets, Jeff was enough of a conscientious lover to dive under the sheets and give his girlfriend’s pussy some well-deserved attention. Hearing his girlfriend’s moans were always a constant turn-on, so it wasn’t surprising that Jeff soon found himself pulling his mouth away from her genitalia as he was eager to finish up and shoot his load into her.

Wasting no time, both partners began to moan and shiver in pleasure as Jeff slid his thick rod into his girlfriend’s pussy. As a motion gradually built up, both partners had looks of pure lust on their faces as they both reached the point of cumming. In a surprising moan of unison, they both cried out “Oh fuck!” as they soon began to ejaculate. But just as the two individuals started to reach the end of their shared climax, a sudden dizziness began to manifest as they grew lightheaded. “What’s… happening…” Jeff quietly uttered before passing out.

Just as quickly as he had fallen unconscious, Jeff soon found his eyes jolting awake as he found himself completely disoriented by what happened. Why was he suddenly laying with his back on his sheets and why was he… staring at himself!?! “Holy fuck,” Jeff cried out, gasping as he heard a different yet familiar voice coming out of his throat. Looking down, Jeff was completely disarmed by the sudden sight of modest breasts. The potion… it was real! “Babe, are you ok?” Jeff said, looking up at his hunky body as he saw his former eyes shifting beneath the eyelids before they began to slowly open.

As Stephanie began to wake up once again, she was even more disoriented as she found herself looking down as gravity pulled against her body. But despite that, nothing was more disorienting for the woman than to see her former body underneath her with a shocked expression on her face. “Wha- what the fuck?” Stephanie screamed, her body beginning to flail about as she tried to understand what was going on. There’s no way, absolutely no way that the potion really did this…

However, the sudden girlish cries from Jeff causes Stephanie to stop what she was doing and look down. Holy fuck, his dick was still inside her body! “Oh fuck, I’m sorry babe!” Stephanie said, moving a bulky and rugged hand against her throat due to the shock of hearing Jeff’s voice coming out of her mouth. Given that she used to be the owner of a vagina, she sympathized with Jeff due to all of the thrashing she had just done. She was sure that it was an intense mix of pleasure and pain, but as she quickly pulled out of her former genitalia, the former man breathed a sigh of relief to show that he’s feeling somewhat better now.

With both of them now free to explore their bodies, both individuals quickly hopped off of the bed and rushed into their shared master bathroom. Flicking on the light only confirmed what they had already known, but it was still quite the monumental shock for both individuals to realize. Stephanie awkwardly struggled to deal with the intense muscles she now possessed while Jeff was in shock as he grabbed onto his girlfriend’s tits and ran a finger along his new vagina out of curiosity. When a ripple of pleasure rushed through his body though, the man quickly stopped his experimentation to avoid being completely overwhelmed in a horny daze. It was certainly clear that the potion had done its intended job for the couple. Their bodies had been completely swapped and now Jeff was certainly going to get a first hand experience at figuring out the best routines and nutrition plans for women looking to have their bodies in peak health. He was unsure how Stephanie would deal with being in his bulky body, but he was sure that she would be able to adapt. She agreed to drink the potion right? Even if there was a 99% chance that the potion was fake, she still was willing to take that 1% risk that it was actually a real body swapping potion!

However, despite the clear shock that they were both experiencing, the hormones belonging to their new bodies were working hard to get them to forget about the worries. Each partner soon found themselves slyly taking peeks at their transformed partners and being turned on by the bodies they now had. Jeff found himself staring at Stephanie’s new hairy chest and the thick cock that was dangling from his crotch while Stephanie couldn’t help but stare at Jeff’s new pair of tits and the well-trimmed bush and pussy that he had. No words needed to be said as the two partners slowly turned towards each other and took in each other’s body. To add to Jeff’s shock and horniness, he gasped as Stephanie easily pulled him up with her new muscles and carried him back into the bedroom for round two.

Just like nothing had changed, the same foreplay occurred for the couple even though they were experiencing different roles and positions throughout. Stephanie found herself happy to give her mouth a break as Jeff couldn’t resist going down to run his new tongue against his former shaft. He was already a kinky fucker, but the concept of getting his former body off was too much for his ego to handle. He desperately wanted to hear his husky voice moaning as he continued to suck Stephanie off, so his intensity increased as he used his girlfriend’s practically non-existent gag reflex to take in every single inch of his (former) manhood and get his girlfriend close to experiencing her first ejaculation as a man. In nearly record time, Stephanie found her hips buckling as she grabbed onto Jeff’s head and held him as she forced him to swallow every inch of her new seed. 

“Oh fuck!” Stephanie moaned, shivering as she heard Jeff’s masculine voice coming from her mouth. Obviously, she hadn’t expected the body swapping potion to work, but as the waves of pleasure rippled through her body as she learned how a male’s orgasm felt, she couldn’t deny that she was too upset about what was going on. Maybe this will actually be an interesting opportunity for both of us, she thought to herself as she continued holding Jeff’s head in place as she finished cumming. Jeff was the top guy of their favorite gym, so the concept of becoming an important figure in the gym rather than the arm candy of Jeff’s was incredibly alluring to think about. 

As Jeff swallowed every drop of sperm, he was absolutely turned on by how kinky it felt to be dominated (by his own body no less!!). No wonder Stephanie was always eager to fuck when it feels this damn good 24/7! Although there was an aspect of himself that was alarmed by swallowing cum, Jeff quickly shook those thoughts away as he reminded himself that he was swallowing his own cum. It’s not gay when it’s your own body, even if you’re not in your right body! Just as he took a breath after finally getting it all down his throat, Stephanie wasted no time pulling her former body back into the bed as she slid down across his new petite frame and began to work on Jeff’s new pussy. Gripping onto the bed sheets, the bedroom turned into a symphony of moans and groans from both partners as Jeff experienced having his pussy eaten out and fingered for the first time. With such intense pleasure obliterating his body, he was honestly shocked that Stephanie didn’t demand him to eat her out more often!

With the woman’s now meaty fingers sliding in and out of Jeff’s tight slit, the couple had a lustful grin on their faces as Jeff’s clitoris was finally stimulated to the point where he soon found himself experiencing his first ever female orgasm. After finishing up and cleaning themselves off, the couple soon fell back into bed as a wave of drowsiness hit them. It was a fairly intense day for both of their bodies, not only had they swapped bodies but they had also gotten off twice in the span of an hour. Realizing this factoid, the couple soon found themselves quickly planning out what lay ahead for them. While Stephanie was just eager to be a hunky man who was relied on as a leader and ran a full fitness business, Jeff was eager to head into the gym and learn more about what needed to be done to create the perfect programs for women. Although as both of them began to pass out, they couldn’t deny that they were planning many more sexual encounters for them to experience with each other…

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Becoming... A Cocky Jock - Part II

If you missed part one, read it here!

It had been two days since your last visit at the gym, but that didn’t necessarily mean that you weren’t having any workouts. As you got up on your feet and looked back at the sleeping blonde laying on the other side of the bed, it was clear that you were having a great time with this new life. For these past few days, you have allowed the woman to take care of your every desire, both sexually and in terms of general needs. If you weren’t in the mood to cook, she jumped at the opportunity to serve you a home-cooked meal that wouldn’t leave a lasting effect on your waistline. You couldn’t deny it, the woman was a wonderful cook. Although, you had to confess that the special kind of dessert she served underneath your bed sheets was the best part of it all. The woman was a bombshell, which when tied with your increased libido, had led to several restless nights involving hours of passionate love-making. 

You especially loved it when she felt your buff body up, her well-manicured nails running along the muscular biceps and thick thighs you now possessed. Sure, the sensation was wonderful to experience, but it turned you on to see just how small her hands looked when feeling up such an impressive physique. It left you eager to continue the growth, so after enjoying these two days, you soon found yourself getting ready to head back into the gym to continue your changes.

Before you left, you woke up the woman in your bed to inform her of your departure. “See you later babe, I gotta go workout...” you said, your voice in a husky growl as you said goodbye. She looked up at you, your body clad in a white t-shirt and some red pants. “Hope to see you later tonight. I’d love to fuck that amazing bod of yours again…” you said, causing her to giggle like a schoolgirl at the compliment. You were domineering and based on her reaction, she loved that about you. Hell, even you were enjoying this new growing personality, especially given that you used to be much more timid.

Not wanting to waste time, you quickly headed out, grabbing a hat and pacing down the stairs with increased haste. The best thing about the growth in your legs was just how much easier it was for you to descend down those several flights of stairs. It made it impossible for you to ever be late for any meeting with any gym friends or the girl who was seemingly your girlfriend now (even though a voice at the back of your head stated that there was no desire to give a title to it). 

Now working like a cog in a machine, you quickly gained the gist of working out and went right onto the gym floor and began to workout. You did a few repetitions of some leg and arm workouts, just to feel an incremental increase in strength begin to appear in your four limbs. However, now your desire was aimed at getting a set of pectorals and abs that would match the rest of your buff body.

To start, you first hopped onto a pec deck machine, grinning wildly as you gave into the temptation of growing your body once more. That all familiar tingle rushed against your chest as you wasted no time putting in the hard work. You couldn’t help but look down with each passing repetition, waiting and practically salivating for your flat chest to finally fill out and give you some prominent pectorals.

This wish is soon granted as you begin to watch them grow with every exhale from your heaving chest, small incremental changes pushing muscle out to your personal glee. Staring down, you watched as muscle flooded into your chest quickly as you suddenly gained a chest that could rival that of a teenage girl. But you weren’t going to stop at some simple pectorals, you wanted something impressive to showcase just how manly and stunning you were. So, the reps continued, muscle continuing to grow as your chest attempted to make room for the growth. To your surprise, you watched as your nipples soon began to point downward as your chest grew so buff and inflated. 

Deciding to take a break, you stopped your workout and moved your hands towards your chest. Running your hands against it, you were chuckling with narcissist admiration at the curved chest you now possessed. Squeezing it and feeling the thick muscle underneath, you were ecstatic about just how amazing you looked and felt.

Wasting no time, you set down a gym mat and peeled off your shirt due to your eagerness to see this next part. Laying onto the mat, you began to crank out a series of crunches and other core workouts as that tingle manifested once more. With each passing crunch, you looked down and watched as your torso grew tight and lost practically all of its body fat. With a weird tingle, you watched as abs popped into existence one-by-one until you were left with almost a fully defined eight-pack. Luckily, you knew you could make an eight-pack a reality later if you desired it.

Standing back up, you looked up and stared at your new sweaty body displayed in the mirrored walls. You felt like a god and your body was a prime example of why you felt this way. Your ego was also inflating with each additional muscle growth, but you felt no need to worry. It felt normal to you, to you it made sense to feel like this. After years of wanting to be bigger, you were blessed with a gift that gave you the chance to do just that at your own pace. Continuing to look at your own reflection, toxic masculine emotions began to overtake your mind as well, with your levels of rage increasing along with your libido and narcissism.

Stepping out and towards the locker room, a fellow gym-goer made the mistake of accidentally bumping into you. “The fuck’s the matter with you?” you growled, your mind instantly jumping to defense mode to any man who you feared to try to invalidate your manliness. Despite the man profusely apologizing and trying to calm you down, you were having none of it. “If you ever do that again, I won’t hesitate to fuck you up. Understand?” you continued as you put your hefty arms up and grabbed onto the man’s shoulders. He shook his head rapidly, which allowed you to watch just how fearful he was of you. “Fuck yeah, he should be afraid…” you thought to yourself, but this thought had a strange ripple effect. At this point, that original personality of yours was desperate to regain control and that thought was the catalyst to prevent you from being completely consumed with the alpha cocky jock persona. 

Shaking your head and allowing your real persona to return back into dominance, you looked up at the guy and apologized for your behavior. “Sorry man, I don’t know what came over me a second ago... I think I need to go eat something…” you said, attempting to smile to try and show that you weren’t mad at the man. The man himself grew confused, shaking his head and just saying a simple “Ok” as he left. 

Heading into the locker room, you began to realize that these workouts are actually having some sort of mental effect on you. As a double-edged sword, you realized that you were able to gain the body you wanted, but with each passing workout, the ever-growing persona of a cocky jock was attempting to fully take over your mind and turn you into a walking stereotype. In fear, you quickly rushed into the locker room and grabbed your stuff before fleeing the premises. “Maybe it’s best to take a break from the gym…” you said under your breath as you walked back to your apartment and made plans to try and go out and explore the town with the lady friend staying at your apartment.

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It had been a week or so since your last gym visit, but during that time, you had been having a good time exploring Los Angeles and going on dates with Shelby, the receptionist from the gym. She had enjoyed the romantic efforts you went through to try and apologize for that cocky persona that had made its appearance off and on during their last couple of days together.

You had enjoyed the time away from the gym as well because it just allowed you to enjoy your body in the privacy of your own home. Also, it seemed like the changes were set in stone upon each visit to the gym. Despite being a fairly healthy individual, these past few days had allowed you to indulge more on junk food and desserts than one with this physique would normally expect. However, despite expecting some sort of weight gain to occur, your weight remained stationary at the same weight it had been for days now. 

In fact, you were beginning to enjoy the possibility of never having to step foot in a gym again to avoid the threat of that persona taking you over. Despite deciding to meet Shelby at the gym after her shift ends so you could go to a late night movie, you refused to step foot inside of the building. So there you were, on a late Friday night just leaning against the building and waiting for her arrival. However, to your surprise, the desire to step foot inside was only increasing the longer you were standing near it. The energy of the gym was pulling you in and you were attempting to put up a good fight. The alluring concept of growing bigger and buffer was still swirling around your mind, but you attempted to keep pushing the thought away. You knew the risk and you didn’t want to give into that intense desire..

You shut your eyes, groaning as the thoughts began to grow too much to take. You begged for it to stop so you could just live your life in peace. However, instead of the thoughts disappearing, you felt a cacophony of inner voices cheering and pushing you in. Opening your eyes, you gasped as you found yourself back inside the gym. You attempted to turn out and run away, but your feet refused to move towards the door. In fact, your feet began to move elsewhere: towards the locker room. You groaned and struggled to resist, but it was no use. The gym was pulling you in and you were now stuck under the magic of the gym and the desires of your body.

Heading into the room, your body moves robotically as you take off your clothes and put in a spare set of clothes that you left in your locker. A tight white compression shirt is pulled over your head, causing you to look down and see how it perfectly displays your bulky frame as it tightly wraps around your muscles. Your automated body removes your jeans and pulls on a pair of grey shorts, which once in place, cause your body to begin to walk out of the locker room.

With this complete, you begin to walk out onto the gym floor and sit down on the first machine you can find. Your eyes glance into the reflective walls, where you watch as your body instinctively flexes and your biceps bulge against the fabric. Based on what’s going on, it seemed clear to you that you were able to become your worst nightmare: a dumb, gym-obsessed cocky jock. Giving up your resistance, you groaned as all sorts of knowledge soon began to evaporate from your mind to better fit this new life. An intensive career in computers and IT faded away as you gain the memories of being a college drop-out that decided to devote his parents’ saved tuition money into gym memberships and protein powder instead. “But at least I look fucking stunning…” you thought, which caused you to feel devastated as you could feel the cocky persona beginning to overtake your mind completely now. 

In a strange mix of your body being under auto-pilot while this new persona was slowly gaining control, you began to workout on several machines. With each passing set, more information was being rewritten to accommodate your new life. Gone was the concept of monogamy, no, a cocky jock like you didn’t subscribe to that kind of lifestyle. You had your desires and not just one woman could satisfy your needs. You were a womanizer and you loved that about yourself. The women also seemed to like it as well, willing to be one of several side pieces if it meant being close to a gym stud like you. 

Continuing to get up and try out all of the possible machines, your body was continuing to inflate with muscles that were beginning to defy the limits of your tight white shirt. This was the least of your concerns though, as each machine just brought with it a new morsel of information to help you adapt to your new life. Sitting down at a bench press, your vocabulary was rewritten to adapt a more leisurely and bro-like vernacular. With each press up and down, your biceps continued to inflate, threatening to tear the fabric apart at the seams. These changes also occurred at your pectorals as well, growing thicker and wider as they began to tug against the fabric in another direction.

Your head was practically empty from all previous recollections of your past life, but still a few morsels of info remained that were unable to be rewritten. However, before you could even begin to wonder what those random thoughts in your head were, a loud rip broke your concentration and led you to quickly drop the barbell and sit up. With this quick motion pulling you forward, you watched as the white shirt ripped into tatters and barely clung onto your body. In shock, many people looked at you in disbelief at the ripped state of your shirt. However, you weren’t fazed in the slightest, in fact, you were actually turned on. With a slight tug, your muscles allowed you to rip the tattered shirt off your body and reveal the incredibly buff and inflated physique that was now permanently yours. “Fuck yeah bro, I look fucking incredible!” you said, your voice looking any resemblance of intelligence as it gained a strange vapidness that worked well with your new body. You let out a deep chuckle as you ran your hands against your buff physique, the stares of your fellow gym-goers not mattering in the slightest anymore.

Heading off to the locker room, you wasted no time trying to intimidate several of the guys and flirting with several of the girls. Looking away from one of the girls, you caught sight of that receptionist Shelby staring at you in disbelief and anger. Watching her turn her back and walk away stomping, you chuckled at her sadness. It was always disappointing when a girl thinks they can tie you down like that. “A buff god like me deserves total free reign…” you thought to yourself as you continued to flirt and gain a stack of numbers to call up anytime you were needing to get off (which was more often than one would expect).

Heading into the locker room, you decided to make a plan to head out onto the town. You had no job beyond being a personal trainer, so despite wanting to be in the gym 24/7, you knew that it would be good to go out and explore every once in a while. Putting on a Lakers jersey, you grabbed your stuff and began to exit the locker room. However, before you exit, you catch a sight of a poster on the gym. On it, it’s promoting some sort of travelling set of personal trainers that are offering free training sessions. Looking closely into the poster, you can’t help but feel like one of the guys looks familiar. This guy on the middle right with the facial hair and hairy chest, you couldn’t help but feel as though… he was one of your writer friends? 

You shook your head at the thought, knowing there was no way that you could have been friends with this guy. “I would never be friends with a guy as weak as him…” you said with a chuckle. Although, the concept of attending this free meeting was intriguing to you. Though it wasn’t for the fact of actually gaining some tips, it was the concept of being able to show off his body to these guys and especially show off to that one guy who looked familiar to you that was so appealing. Still though, you couldn’t get the idea that you knew this guy out of your head. This was just like that one dream you had a few nights about being an average guy wishing to be super buff. Ever since that day, you’ve had this constant nagging thought that this wasn’t a dream, but that doesn’t make any sense. You had no idea why you would ever dream of something like this, especially with such a wonderful life like this. Everything was great and you practically had life by the balls. The world was yours to dominate and you were adamant about making that a reality.

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Meeting Your Idol: Alex Crockford

For years now, Philip had been a big fan of fitness guru Alex Crockford. Not only did he love to watch the man’s IG workouts, but he also found himself incredibly attracted to the man. His body was incredibly impressive, so along with the tattoo on his left shoulder and his gorgeous face, it was a no-brainer as to why Philip was so drawn to the man. This attraction had only increased when he discovered that Alex lived somewhat close to where Philip resided. So when Alex stated on an Instagram story that he was going to do a free fitness class at Philip’s local gym, you couldn’t believe the excitement he felt about meeting his idol! He wanted to make a great impression so badly that he desired to dress well for the man. However, upon considering the idea, that thought quickly flew out of his head as he thought about working out in his best suit and soaking it in his sweat. 

On the day of the event, Philip was a nervous wreck as he entered the room and gained a spot in the front row of the class. Not only was he going to be super close to his idol, but he was also going to basically be face-to-face to the man's body. Just the thought of Alex’s body getting caked in his own sweat throughout his intense workout left Philip’s dick quickly trying to showcase itself from inside his black athletic shorts. With such an over-eager dick already trying to make its presence known, Philip was unsure how he was going to be able to keep it together for the whole event.

Upon Alex’s arrival, Philip couldn’t help but let a slight gasp escape from his mouth upon catching the sight of Crockford. Luckily, there were a fair amount of women who gasped as well, so Philip’s high-pitched gasp was able to be properly concealed in secret. “Let’s get to work guys!” Alex said as he quickly turned on some sort of workout mix and began to teach his class. To Philip’s surprise (and relief), as the workout progressed, he found it hard to pop a boner when he was doing such intense training. He knew that Alex tended to do hardcore workouts, but he foolishly thought he would be able to handle it. Not even halfway through it, Philip was growing incredibly overwhelmed and worn out. Hell, he was too tired to even get hard as Alex accidentally bumped into him as he walked past while checking on other members in the class.

Once the class was over, just like Philip, a fair amount of his classmates stayed behind to try and talk to the hunky trainer and his assistant, who was annoyed from being stuck taking photos of them together. Wanting to have some alone time with his fitness idol and crush, Philip stayed in the back of the room as he watched Alex deal with all of the flirtatious women who didn’t care that he was a married man. Sure, Philip could understand the attraction to the man, but he would never openly flirt with someone who was clearly straight and in such a happy relationship.

Letting the last woman walk out, Philip gingerly began to step forward to Alex as he was putting away his remaining gear. “Hey there man, did you enjoy the class today?” Alex asked, which caused the fan to nod his head. “Yeah, I was a big fan of it. It was intense... but it was incredible!” Philip stated, which caused a chuckle to escape from Alex’s mouth. “You’re right, but that intensity is the best way to get jacked right?” he responded, which caused a smile to form on Philip’s face. He couldn’t believe he was really talking with his idol like they were friends.

“So, uh, I just wanted to say that you’re a big inspiration for me!” Philip said, which caused Alex’s head to perk up as the man continued. “Like, I’m still building my body to look like how I envision it, but I’d love to have a body like yours!” Philip said, which caused the trainer to smile. “That’s very kind of you to say, but I think you’re already off to a great start!” Alex responded, which caused Philip to feel butterflies in his stomach.

“Would you like to take a photo?” Alex asked, which made the eager fan grin and nod his head up and down in approval. Eager about the opportunity, Philip quickly unlocked his phone and handed it to Alex’s assistant as the two men wrapped their arms around each other’s waists and began to pose for a couple photos. After the second photo, Alex suggested they do a pose of them flexing, which Philip quickly agreed to with a big beaming smile. As they each threw up an arm and flexed, the camera flashed a bright white light that completely enveloped the two fit men.

As the light receded and revealed the empty gym room once more, Philip felt strange as he suddenly realized that his right arm was up instead of his left. Looking over to it, his face went into a look of confusion as he was greeted to the sight of a bicep that seemed bigger than usual. To add to his perplexity, his black shirt was now a blue shirt, just like Alex’s…

Turning his head to his left, Philip jumped as he caught sight of his own body still holding up his left arm in a flex. “Hey…” Philip said, poking his body in the shoulder and watching as it suddenly returned from its dazed state. To his surprise, his body didn’t have an equal look of shock manifested across his face upon turning to him. Instead, it was a look of… nervousness and admiration. “Thank you again for taking a photo with me Mr Crockford…” his former body said as he took his cell phone back from the assistant. Scrolling through the camera roll, Philip watched his former body smile and wave goodbye before moving towards the door. He couldn’t believe it, Alex didn’t know that they had swapped bodies! “Hey Philip!” the new Alex called out, which caused the real Alex to stop and look back at him with wide eyes upon the mention of his name.

Standing there looking at his former body, Philip weighed the options of his situation. He could inform the man that he was the real Alex Crockford and they had swapped bodies… or Philip could keep this body and secret for himself. It wouldn’t be a bad life to have, becoming his fitness crush and living a life of wealth with a wife. In fact, that seemed quite better than the alternative he originally had. “Oh uh” Philip said as he made up his mind. “Tag me in those photos when you post them!” he continued, which caused his former body to nod before walking out of the room and into his new life completely oblivious about who he used to be. 

With his assistant asking if he was ready to head home, Philip smiled as he said yes and grabbed his materials. He was unsure of what home was entirely, but he was excited to find out what it was as Alex Crockford. Despite his slight guilt for leaving the real Alex trapped in his former body, Philip’s conscience wasn’t too affected given that the man clearly had no idea. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him…” Philip said under his breath as he took one last selfie before exiting the gym and entering his new life as fitness legend Alex Crockford.

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Awakening Something Unholy

Upon hearing the light snores coming from the next door bedroom, Jake quickly hopped to his feet and flicked on his bedroom lights. With haste, the longer-haired high school senior slid open his phone and began to snap a few photos, one with his pre-decided outfit and one without his shirt. While he was certainly in a hurry to escape his house and head out onto the town, he certainly wanted to do a little something extra for his girlfriend.

Cheryl had been incredibly understanding and lenient when it came to dealing with Jake’s unreliable nature, especially when she understood that it wasn’t his fault for his behavior. As she soon found out on the second or third date back in their sophomore year of high school, Jake’s parents were the most overbearing parents possible. Despite Jake being a popular guy who was average in sports, his parents still retained no trust in the student when it came to going out at night. Not only did they severely limit the places he could and couldn’t go via a tracker on his phone, but they also gave him an incredibly shitty curfew of 7 PM (even on the weekends)!

While his parents had boldly stated that Jake should never step foot at the local fall carnival for fears of “serious injuries” from the traveling amusement rides, Jake was willing to break the rules since Cheryl loved the carnival so much. It was a tradition at this point for all of the seniors to go to the carnival and have a blast riding rides and making out with their partners despite their intermittent vomiting from the high-octane thrills, so it was safe to say that Jake was absolutely determined to attend the festivities.

After hiding his phone under his bed to avoid being caught from the tracker, Jake fired off the two images with the caption: “My parents are finally asleep, see you soon ❤️”  before sliding open his window and slipping out of the second story bedroom and onto the top of a sturdy pergola next to the house. Upon climbing down the connected trellis on one side of the building, Jake smiled as the soles of his pristine white pair of Vans slapped against the concrete backyard patio. As he began to walk out of his backyard and into the woods that were connected to his property, Jake’s face turned into an amazed grin as the bright lights of carnival attractions led him through the eerie woods towards his intended destination.

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Just as Jake had anticipated, the carnival was an absolute blast! Based on all of the fun he had, it was certainly a good idea that the young man disobeyed his family to spend the time with his girlfriend and their shared group of friends. Although the teens lived in a relatively small town, the carnival had attracted a ton of travelers to the point where Jake theorized the bustling carnival contained more individuals than the actual town itself!

While the packed crowd certainly hindered how much stuff the group could do before the carnival closed, the group certainly had a blast going on rides such as the Gravitron, the Zipper, and many more. Of course, the combination of these rides and greasy carnival food wasn’t a great pairing, so most of the food ended up regurgitated into a trash can by the end of the night. But despite this, the group still had no regrets about the events of the night as they dispersed and went their separate ways.

After kissing his girlfriend one last time and helping her into her car, Jake gave a smile and wave before heading out back into the woods to sneak back into his apartment. To his annoyance, his parents were incredibly light sleepers, so just the sound of a car engine passing by the house often woke them up! He certainly didn’t want to face the wrath of his family for disobeying their rules again, so the woods were the safest (yet most dangerous) option for Jake. 

Despite hearing the occasional scurrying of animals around him, Jake had no real fear about walking through the dark and eerie woods although he felt like he should have plenty of it. He had been told by his family for years that there was something “unholy” in the woods, but his attempts at finding any answers always came up short. Knowing his parents’ flair for the dramatic though, Jake wouldn’t have been surprised that such a term could be attributed to anything from a skunk to a bear.

As soon as the carnival lights turned off, Jake scolded himself for not bringing a flashlight with him. Due to the loss of his one source of light Jake was now utterly confused about where to go in the pitch black woods. Fumbling around, the man could only extend out his arms and take small steps as he tried to navigate the woods that had increased in terms of creepiness more than tenfold.

But despite Jake’s best attempts to slowly traverse the uneven ground, the man’s feet had suddenly taken a wrong step and caused the man to suddenly tumble down a high hill. “Ow, fuck!” Jake cried out, his voice in a grimace due to the pain that was radiating throughout his limbs and the disgust of his clothes now covered in dirt and mud. After fumbling around for something sturdy to help himself get stood back up, the man latched onto a thick vine and hoisted himself onto his feet.

While he was unable to see anything clearly, the man was completely unaware of the fact that he had fallen directly onto the spot in which his parents had stated was completely “unholy”. Unfortunately for Jake, this activity in such an unholy area had caused something to be awakened, eager to escape the confines of its trap and manifest into the real world once more.

Still making his way slowly through the heavy brush on the ground, Jake was obviously nervous and afraid that he would be stuck in the deep pit given the muddy conditions that made it hard to get a nice grip on any exposed roots or tree branches. Just as he was able to grasp onto a thick root and start to pull himself up, the senior soon found himself getting resistance from his right foot. No matter how hard he tugged and tried to unlatch himself from whatever he was caught on, his right foot remained firmly stuck in a stern unmoving position. As he moved his hand into the brush to reveal what he was caught on, the man soon found himself alarmed to find a thick vine wrapped around his ankle several times. “What the fuck!” he cried out, dropping his grasp on the exposed root to devote all of his attention to unhooking himself from the peculiar vine. 

With his attention focused on freeing his right foot as he frantically exhaled, Jake was completely oblivious to the fact that more vines were looking to latch onto him. As they slithered across the ground like snakes stalking their prey, that slyness was quickly replaced with a deadly intensity as each vine shot out rapidly and grasped onto each remaining leg and arm of the man. “Wha-?” Jake cried out, looking out at the thick vines that had snaked up each of his calves and forearms.

Before he could even attempt to free himself, Jake gasped in fear as the vines tugged on each of his limbs until he was now hanging above the ground by a solid six inches. Unfortunately for the high school senior, there was no way for the man to break free from the restraints of the vines that were somehow… throbbing. With each limb stretched out and the hold on each one being iron-tight, there was nothing Jake could do besides thrash and attempt to call for help.

“Hello!” Jake cried out, tears rolling down his eyes as he pleaded for ANYONE to come save him. “Please help me, I’m stuck in the woods!” he continued, his voice breaking as he was completely overwhelmed by what’s going on. He hated to admit it, but it seemed like his parents were right after all - this place was truly unholy!  

Upon hearing the crack of a twig in the nearby distance, Jake couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief as he could just barely make out a humanoid-like appearance walking towards him. “Thank you so much for coming! I don’t know how this happened, but the vines attacked me!” Jake said through deep exhales and a slight grin forming on his face as he retold the scenario to his apparent savior. But as the figure grew further into focus, Jake’s celebration was immediately found to be premature. Instead of expecting to see an approachable do-gooder willing to help him, Jake’s eyes went wide as he came across something that was certainly not human...

With a darkened burnt skin whose quality resembled that of tree bark, the wide and muscular creature now standing in front of Jake was clearly not something of this realm. In fact, with its skin that had deep red flowing through it, Jake couldn’t help but visualize molten lava running through the creature's veins given the darkened red glow that radiated beneath the cracks of the bark-like skin. While that was certainly a disturbing sight to behold, nothing terrified the young man more than the pointy horns that pressed forth from the creature’s forehead. Standing in front of him, Jake shivered at the first thought of what was standing before him: a demon.

As the entity extended a clawed hand out towards the tied-up man, Jake soon began to sob at the impossibility of what was happening to him. There was no way that demons were real, that was all just some bullshit that religious people like his parents told him about to make sure they obeyed everything they said! But as the creature opened its mouth in a wide grin that revealed razor-sharp fanged teeth, Jake soon found himself to be a believer as he attempted to beg for his life.

“Please, please don’t hurt me!” the man frantically cried out, his wavy mob of hair becoming a sweaty tangled mess as he thrashed against the restraints of the vines. “I’ll do anything you want! Just let me go and tell me what you want!” he continued, trying to reason with the demon to save his own ass. With that level of desperation rattling his soul, Jake knew that he would willingly sacrifice anyone if it meant saving his own ass from this creature. While he continued to think about this, he noted how the demon tilted its head and stared intently into the man’s frantically shifting eyes. Was it possible that it was hearing what I was thinking?

Before he could go back to pleading for his life to secure his safety, he cried out in fear as a loud screech escaped from the demon’s mangled mouth before it began to fall into the ground as a black cloud of smoke was left in its place. Whew, thank God. I’m safe! Watching in curiosity, the cloud slowly hovered towards the ground as it made its way towards the still-strung up man. As Jake watched the cloud then begin to rise up until it was eye-level, the man soon began to grow worried that he wasn’t completely out of the woods yet. “No, please don’t!” Jake tried to say, but it was all for naught as the smoke darted towards Jake and entered into his open mouth.

Sputtering and attempting to close his mouth, the man found himself unable to resist as the smoke continued to funnel down his throat and into every inch of his body. As his eyes watered from the distressing situation, the man soon found himself shivering and shuddering as the plume of smoke finished completely invading his body. This isn’t good at all, what was it going to do to me?

As Jake began to feel himself growing weaker and weaker as his limbs began to move at their own volition against their restraints, it suddenly dawned on the man what was happening to him. This demon was going to take over his body! Of course, Jake was going to put up a hell of a fight. If he was going to lose his body, he was going to fight for every remaining moment he could before he lost all control. “Help, please help me!” Jake screamed at the top of his lungs, hoping for someone to come save him before the possession was fully finished. But unfortunately for Jake, he had already lost so much control that his desired statement could only come out as a high pitched whisper that made Jake feel even more pathetic. He was pissed off that he didn’t take that ride home with his friends, but even more pissed to know that his parents had actually been right for once and now he was paying for it with his life!

Still, the man attempted to remain strong and reject the possession as he focused all of his energy on pushing back against the demon’s attempts to break him, devour his soul, and take his body for his own. It was a struggle to fight such dark and powerful forces, but the concept of seeing his girlfriend again and going away to college was enough to keep him fighting for control of a life that the demon would surely use for malevolence and unleashing chaos. While his attempts were ultimately failing as he felt himself growing weaker and weaker, there was an interesting development occurring that Jake soon began to notice.

Staring at his arms, the slightly tanned man’s skin began to slowly lose its healthy glow as the skin grew paler and paler until it resembled a darker grey shade. It started with his fingers and worked his way down as his arms underwent the skin tone shift. Although Jake couldn’t see it for himself, he knew that every inch of his skin was undergoing the transformation to shift him into something that looked as demonic as what was inside of him. Due to his resistance and attempts to defeat the demon, Jake had unintentionally activated a physical transformation to occur on his body to allow the demon to grow powerful enough to fully annihilate Jake from his own body. With the physical changes continuing to manifest, Jake realized that he had truly opened the most terrifying can of worms in existence. Not only would he lose his body, but his attractiveness was being decimated to turn him into a demon-human hybrid both inside AND outside.

After his skin seemingly finished shifting shades, the next set of physical changes began to occur as Jake’s body began to expand with intense muscles. His hands cracked and contorted as they grew wider while his fingers lengthened and sharpened into a set of sharp pseudo-claws. Watching in abject terror, his healthy toned physique began to grow twisted in Jake’s eyes as his forearms grew thicker while his biceps exploded into growth that could rival the size of footballs. Gritting his teeth as the painful transformation progressed and tore up the sleeves of his already tight long-sleeve shirt, the man couldn’t help but cry out in his head. No, not this! I’m going to look like a freak! 

With his shoulders widening as his traps grew thicker, Jake grew uncomfortable with just how bulky he was becoming. His shirt was clearly not meant to contain such growth, which was made extremely obvious as his pecs suddenly grew insanely large. In mere seconds, the transformation had caused his nipples to jut out from his chest and turn his shirt into a crop top as the muscle growth caused his shirt to ride up. It was absolutely devastating to watch his body grow such bulk since he preferred his smaller model-like size, but it was even more alarming as his waist widened to create a thicker and wider full torso. The fabric of his jeans struggled against the accelerated growth, especially as his rear end grew plumper into two round globes of delectable beefy goodness. 

As the changes progressed further down his legs while his thighs expanded enough to split the seams of his jeans both along the thighs and also the back of his ass, Jake could feel himself fading away more and more by the second. Despite his best efforts, it was clear that there would be no way for him to defeat the demon. It wasn’t as if he felt himself being pushed into the background of his own body, his entire essence was being siphoned off by the demon as it took away his memories and devoured the remaining aspects of its soul for its own nourishment. 

While it was certainly the worst possible scenario he could ever imagine, Jake found himself comforted and relieved by one last memory of the final carnival date with Cheryl before Jake’s essence had permanently been removed from the body. Now a hollow husk, the demon gleefully took complete control of Jake’s body as the final changes progressed. Blinking as the vines began to slowly loosen and free its master, the demon could feel its new eyes shift. Those bright blue irises began to grow darker until a pitch black color had replaced it and began to expand. Within the next five blinks, the gorgeous set of eyes had become a pair of pitch black eyes that could evoke nightmares in even the most resilient of men. 

Groaning in pain, the final transformation occurred as the demon found its footing once again and the vines receded back into the overgrown brush to await their next order. With a trickle of blood beginning to drip down the man’s now dark grey skin, a small set of horns pressed forth from Jake’s forehead to fully transform the man into the perfect harbinger of destruction to this small town. Moving its claw-like fingers up to the cascading blood, the demon snickered as it wiped off the blood and drank it, savoring the blood of his newest victim and host. 

While the demon refused to verbalize any of its thoughts, it applauded the human in its useless attempts at resisting his transformation and possession. For hundreds of years, it had been trapped in the overgrown woods to make sure that it was never disturbed or awoken. But with Jake’s stumble down the hill, the demon’s burial grounds were disturbed and had allowed the demon to escape and wreak havoc on the world once more. The foolish human had not seemingly heeded the advice of the town protectors that lived around the woods (such as Jake’s parents) to avoid the location at all costs, which worked out perfectly for the demon’s plan.

With so many years trapped, the demon had formulated and scrapped hundreds of plans to unleash chaos on the town that had imprisoned it. In its most recent plan, the plan was to find a perfect host that could be easily corrupted to destroy the town and world at large. While Jake hadn’t been the ideal subject, the man clearly had a darkness within him from the first thought of sacrificing friends or even family to escape the clutches of the demon. So, instead of just letting the man go, the demon decided to just make Jake’s body do its own bidding as a host. But to both the demon’s shock and relief, the man’s attempts to fight off the possession only allowed the demon to reorganize his body as it saw fit to make it the ultimate machine for chaos and violence.

So, as the demon skimmed through all of Jake’s memories, it soon began to walk towards his family home as the first step of his plan was made clear. Firstly, he would get revenge on all of the ancestors of the families that originally trapped it in the woods all of those years ago. Given the fact that all of the houses along the outer ridge of the woods belonged to those ancestors, the demon’s first task was incredibly simple to execute. 

Walking out from the woods, the demon made a direct beeline towards Jake’s house and smirked at the upcoming torment to come. After so many years trapped, its torturing skills were fairly rusty. So, as the demon levitated Jake’s body off of the ground and into the open bedroom window on the second story, it was thrilled to use its host’s parents as the first guinea pigs given their direct connection to its imprisonment. Upon entering the room, the demon made its way out of the bedroom and towards the bedroom of Jake’s parents. Opening the door and rushing in, the demonic entity began its first step of endless bloody carnage that would certainly last beyond the month of October...

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Shifting Summer: Popularity

For weeks now, the campus of Rolling Hills University had been plagued with suspicious emails that vowed to grant their wishes should an individual respond. The dean had made several statements to the students in both verbal and written forms, telling them plainly to not respond to the email under any circumstances on the off chance that this mysterious account had nefarious plans.

While the rest of the campus was in a panic and feared some sort of retaliation, a trio of nerds (Chester, Phil, and Garrett) had not fallen victim to the campus-wide pandemonium. For the most part, they actually found the situation rather hilarious. As computer science majors that had part-time jobs in campus IT, they had spent months warning the campus about any weak points in the school’s security system. Now that their warnings had actually come to fruition, they found it quite amusing to actually have been ahead of the curve and tell the campus that they told them so.

Despite this slight cockiness directed at the staff of the university, they lacked this same type of demeanor when it came to the asshole jocks that found time to ignore the panic and spend their free time taunting them. Previously, the three freshmen had reported the jocks for their behaviors, but of course, the campus did nothing to remedy the situation due to them being the star players on the incredibly popular football team. In fact, their reports only furthered their torment as the jocks focused even heavier on their tauntings, even going as far as to get physical and push them around. As the trio exited out of their classrooms and walked towards the quad, the three men mentally prepared for their daily torment from the jocks. 

While all of the boys were ridiculed and tormented by the jocks, the red-headed Chester often found himself getting the brunt of the punishment. As he exited the building, he gasped as a jock pulled him by the collar and threw him to the ground. While landing, the resounding tone of a snap led him to worry about somehow breaking one of arms from the impact of the fall. However, as he pulled his head up from the pavement, he got his answer for the cause of the snap as he found his thick pair of glasses completely shattered with the plastic frames snapped right at the bridge. 

While Chester attempted to pick up the shattered remnants scattered across the pavement, the jocks then began to move their nonsensical rage to the remaining two members. With messy brown hair, hazel eyes, and a puggish nose, the added weight caused by his endless college meal plan gave Phil a flabby gut and a thick pair of moobs that fully made him undesirable to any of the girls he ever tried to court. Due to knowing his unlucky nature with women and his negative self-image, the chubby Phil was not fazed in the slightest as the jocks began to taunt him and hurl fat jokes his way. However, the jocks soon grew to realize this fact, which caused them to try and amp it up as they grabbed the nerd’s graphic tee and tugged on it. With a loud high-pitched rip, Phil cried out in horror as the jocks tore open his shirt and revealed his blubbery figure to the entire diag. After a slight moment of silence due to everyone’s shock, the sea of co-eds began to cackle and laugh at the embarrassed nerd.

Finally, the jocks devoted their attention to Garrett, the last member of the nerdy trio. While Garrett’s other friends hadn’t been the best looking guys, Garrett differed from them. With slight curly hair, Garrett had a physique that was toned but not at all packed with any muscle. From his years of running track in high school, he was able to have a healthy lifestyle and decent genes that allowed him to avoid any college weight gain or be worried about severe sunburn. His golden-tanned skin was impressive, but that didn’t matter to the jocks. Given the fact that he was still associated with the other nerds, he was not pardoned from their torment. Despite being conventionally more attractive than most of the average-looking jocks, they still dwarfed him in terms of muscle, so they had no struggles with quickly grabbing him and throwing him in the nearest trash can.

As the jocks pulled out their phones and recorded the aftermath of their torment while chucking, the nerds quickly reassembled together and made a break for it to their shared apartment in complete embarrassment. Upon reaching their place, the trio slammed their bedroom doors and attempted to compose themselves.

While Phil pulled off his tattered shirt and put on another shirt, Chester was grabbing one of his several spare sets of glasses from his desk as Garrett got into the shower to clean the stench of iced coffee and other garbage off of himself. As they all cleaned themselves off and sat at their computer desks, the trio were all in sync as they pulled open their emails. Rage and shame was infecting their minds, so they couldn’t think of anything other than those spam emails spreading around campus. Even if it was a hoax, it didn’t hurt to voice their frustrations into the deep void of the internet. In unison, the three of them all began to compose emails that had the same general message: I wish me and my friends were more popular than the football jocks.

Pressing send, each guy breathed a sigh of relief as the email allowed them to purge their negative emotions of their terrible and upsetting day. Shutting their screens off, the trio all exited their bedrooms and began to hang out in their shared living room. Turning the TV on, the three of them were all transfixed as a marathon of CW superhero shows was currently underway. As they watched Supergirl, The Flash, and Superman all win and give criminals their comeuppance, the trio all felt better and longed for a way to have some sort of revenge on those jocks. Before too long, the trio all fell asleep on their couch and dreamed of being popular just like how their emails all described it.

Waking up the next morning, the trio that awoke was much different from the one that fell asleep the night prior. With Chester, his red hair was replaced with thick brown hair that was now fitted under a backwards baseball cap. His body had gained a tanned quality, and with it brought a slightly athletic frame that was a far cry from the twig arms and flat torso he previously had. Laying there in only a pair of grey shorts, he was oblivious to the fact that a hefty bulge was pressing against the fabric as he thought all about revenge. On top of that, those thick frames of glasses were completely rewritten out of existence, giving him perfect vision now and finalizing his new identity as Chet, the douchebag guy who loved to workout and bro-out with his two best friends.

As Phil groaned and awoke on the couch, his hands stretched out and down his body. However, when he would usually find a thick gut bulging out and providing resistance, this was nowhere to be found on the new Phil. In fact, his body was practically fat-free and replaced with an impressive frame equipped with solid biceps and a nice six-pack of abs. While Chet was practically shirtless, this was not the case for Phil as he was decked out in a pair of shorts and an oversized black shirt. Despite now being in a buff body and gaining a new identity, the impressive man was still uncomfortable being shirtless and resorted to wearing oversized clothing to hide his physique. As memories began to flood his mind, the new persona of Preston began to emerge and rewrite his life into one of being a moody sensitive influencer who found himself constantly thirsted over by gays and emo teenage girls.

Last but certainly not least, Garrett himself was not immune to these incredible body and life changes. Despite having the best physique of the bunch, the body he now had was even better than the previous one. His pectorals grew slightly beefier as his biceps grew thicker and his abs more prominent against his well-tanned body. Laying on the couch and still tossing and turning, Garrett’s life was beginning to undergo a mental battle against the life of Greyson, the hotshot fuckboi who wanted nothing more than to bed as many women (and occasionally men) as possible.

As the three guys all woke up in unison, their new realities were cemented as they found themselves transported to a rented house filled with lavish décor and top of the line electronics. However, the three guys were completely oblivious to the changes as they each went about getting ready for the day. “Yo bro, we need to record our video!” Preston said, which caused the other two guys to nod in agreement. Walking out into their backyard, Preston set up the camera and led the boys through a video of them dancing for their sea of followers. 

With a combined set of followers of over 50 million fans, they were currently some of the biggest stars on TikTok. Their slew of endorsement deals and viral videos had allowed them to outright purchase a house just outside of campus while they continued to attend college. Of course, this had led to a lot of tiffs with the football jocks as they vied for control of campus, but after just one threat of sicking their legion of fans onto them and getting them cancelled, the jocks had no choice but to back off. While the original Chester, Phil, and Garrett were unable to remain around for their new lives, they should be happy to know that they did in fact eventually get their revenge…

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