Nick & The Witch - Pt. 2

Nick & the Witch - pt. 2

It had been a month since Nick started his job at the sewing shop, and his world had taken an unexpected turn. Luna's magic had gradually worked its way through his body, moulding him into a hairy, lazy slob with a growing appetite for indulgence.

As the days turned into weeks, Nick's once-toned physique had undergone a profound transformation. His once firm chest and abs were now obscured beneath a soft layer of padding, his muscles losing their definition. Luna's spell had given birth to a prominent belly, round and jiggly, a testament to his newfound indulgence.

Each morning, Nick woke up in his cluttered apartment, the sheets tangled around his body. His briefs strained against his expanding waistline, barely containing his growing form. With a mixture of excitement and disbelief, he would stumble towards the mirror, shocked and turned on by changes that had taken hold of him.

Gazing at his reflection, Nick marveled at his evolving body. His once-defined pecs had transformed into plump, succulent mounds, adorned with a light dusting of hair. His nipples, once small and discreet, had grown in size and sensitivity, inviting a touch or a teasing lick.

But it was his belly that stole the show, growing more prominent with each passing day. Luna's magic was slowly blessing him with a generous gut, soft and yielding to the touch. Nick's fingers would graze the expanse of his growing midsection, relishing in the sensation of his flesh expanding under his touch. The sight of his bulging belly, stretching the fabric of his briefs, sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Fuck," Nick would moan, his voice tinged with a mix of surprise and desire. "Look at this belly. How did this happen. I'm turning into one hairy, gluttonous slob."

His thighs, once strong and muscular, had thickened as well. They rubbed together with each step, an undeniable sign of his indulgence and lack of physical activity. Nick would often catch glimpses of his beefy thighs in the mirror, feeling his member prick up in his tight briefs.

With each passing day, Nick's transformation fuelled his desires. He found himself craving more food, more indulgence, and the thought of Luna's presence only intensified his yearning. The insatiable hunger within him begged to be satisfied.

Luna, ever present at the sewing shop, watched Nick's progress with a hunger of her own. She delighted in his transformation, reveling in the power she held over him.

As the month came to an end, Nick's body had undergone a drastic change, from a fit and muscular man to a plush, indulgent slob. His hair had grown longer and wilder, mirroring the untamed desires that burned within him. And unbeknownst to him, the true depths of Luna's magic were yet to be fully revealed.

Nick & the Witch - pt. 1

Nick was a young man on the cusp of a new chapter in his life - today he started his new job at the local sewing shop. With his chiseled physique and a head full of brown hair, he exuded confidence and charisma wherever he went. It was too easy for him to just stroll up to the cute girl who ran the store, Luna, and ask for a job. As he prepared for his first day, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and curiosity about what lay ahead.

As Nick woke up in his cozy apartment, the sun peeking through the curtains cast a warm glow upon his muscular frame. He stretched his arms above his head, feeling the tautness of his muscles. Rising from the bed, he made his way to the bathroom.

Stepping in front of the mirror, Nick admired his reflection. He was a vision of youthful vitality, his well-defined abs and sculpted chest testament to his dedication to fitness. His gaze lingered on his own form, appreciating the hard work he had put into crafting his physique.

In nothing but his snug briefs, Nick couldn't help but admire his own attractiveness. His eyes traced the contours of his toned abdomen, fingers running along the ridges that marked his six-pack. With a cocky grin, he flexed his biceps, watching as the muscles rippled beneath his skin. His confident reflection stared back at him, unaware of the changes that awaited him.

Little did Nick know, his journey at the sewing shop would be far from ordinary. Fate had a wicked twist in store for him, the young lady who ran the store, named Luna. Unbeknownst to Nick, Luna wasn't just an ordinary cutie, she was young witch who possessed a knack for enchantments and growth charms.

On his first day at the sewing shop, Nick walked through the doors with a confidence. Luna, with her enchanting eyes and bewitching smile, greeted him warmly. The chemistry between them was immediate.

As the days turned into weeks, Nick and Luna found themselves growing closer, their conversations filled with playful banter and lingering glances. Little did Nick realise that Luna's desires were not limited to simple attraction. She longed to see him undergo a transformation, to witness his body change and evolve under her wicked influence.

One fateful morning, Nick woke up, the sheets tangled around his legs. Basking in the golden rays of sunlight that filtered through his window, he took a moment to revel in the quiet stillness of the room. With a deep breath, he pushed the covers aside, revealing his muscular form clad in nothing but his snug briefs.

Walking toward the full-length mirror, Nick's gaze met his reflection, his brown hair slightly tousled. He couldn't help but notice a subtle change in his body. His once-pronounced abs were still there, but they seemed a little less defined, a touch softer to the touch. Intrigued, he turned to the side, admiring his profile.

His eyes widened in surprise as he witnessed the slight roundness that had formed in his midsection. Luna's magic was beginning to take hold, reshaping his physique in ways he couldn't fathom. Nick's fingers gingerly brushed against the newfound softness, a thrill coursing through his body at the sensation.

"Goddamn," he whispered, his voice a mix of surprise and anticipation. "Looks like someone's been indulging a bit too much." He said while slapping his softer stomach. "But damn, if I'm not the most handsome man in town."

As Nick continued his routine at the sewing shop, Luna watched from afar, a wicked grin playing on her lips. She relished in the slow transformation she had set in motion, knowing that Nick's desires and cravings were under her control. The seductive power she held over him fueled her own fantasies, and she could barely contain her excitement for what lay ahead.

Little did Nick know, his once-fit physique would soon be enveloped in layers of softness and indulgence, his body reshaped into the ultimate hairy slob. The allure of Luna's spell grew stronger with each passing day, and there was no turning back from the carnal pleasures that awaited them both.

Look how huge we're getting bro... 🤤

Let's go find some girls to fuck - actually fuck that bro, lets go to Wendys

Choose Your Own Adventure: A Holiday with the Lads

You turn to Mike and, with a friendly grin, offer him another can of the "Doughboys" beer. "Hey, mate, why don't you have another 'Doughboys'? It's seriously good stuff. Let's enjoy this together."

Mike's mischievous smile widens, and he gladly accepts the offer. "Cheers, John! It'd be a shame to let you enjoy this brew alone." He takes the can and opens it, savoring the creamy taste as he sips.

As the two of you continue to drink the magical beer, the changes to your bodies become more pronounced. Your stomachs expand noticeably, creating soft, pudgy bellies that strain against your gym shorts. Your shirts now struggle to contain the growing girth, but you're both too wrapped up in the delightful taste of the beer to notice the transformation.

The rest of the lads watch with amusement, reveling in the sight of their friends gradually inflating before their eyes, still oblivious to the magical influence of the "Doughboys" beer.

Zach had always been a jock - tall, muscular, and fit. He spent hours at the gym every day, and his body was his pride and joy. But one day, he noticed that his pants were getting a little too tight around the waist. He tried to ignore it at first, thinking that it was just a fluke, but when he went to buy new pants, he realized that he had outgrown all of his old ones.

Embarrassed, Zach started working from home so that he could avoid the stares and comments of his colleagues. He was used to being the hottest guy in the room, and the thought of anyone seeing him like this was too much to bear. So he started working from his couch, in his underwear, with a bag of chips on one side and a gallon of ice cream on the other.

At first, it was just a few extra pounds, but then it started to pile on. Every night, he would find himself wandering to the fridge, unable to resist the temptation of a midnight snack. He would tell himself that it was just one cookie, just one slice of pizza, but before he knew it, he had eaten the whole package, the whole pizza, and whatever else he could find in the fridge.

Soon enough, he had gained 8 pounds, then 10, then 20. His once-impressive muscles were hidden under a layer of flab, and his abs had turned into a soft, squishy belly. He was no longer the alpha male he once was - he was a fat, lazy slob who couldn't resist the call of the fridge.

But for some reason, he couldn't stop. He loved the feeling of being full, of eating until he was bursting at the seams. He loved the way his belly jiggled and swayed when he walked, and he loved the way his clothes felt tight and snug around his body.

And as the pounds kept piling on, he found that he didn't care anymore. He didn't care that he was losing his strength, his speed, his agility. All he cared about was the next trip to the fridge, the next binge, the next moment of pure, gluttonous pleasure.

In the end, Zach was no longer a jock. He was a fat, lazy pig who couldn't resist the call of the fridge. But even as he waddled around his house, his belly protruding out in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Shit bro! This is the singlet a wore when I ran my last marathon. Can't believe I'm bulking so hard it doesn't fit at all anymore. Can you come here & help me get it off? Its kinda stuck...