Hi. My Name Is Adam And I Wish I Was A Muscular Asian Guy. Im Twinky, And Cant Seem To Gain Any Muscle.

Hi. My name is Adam and I wish I was a muscular Asian guy. I’m twinky, and can’t seem to gain any muscle. I’m generally the bottom, but I want to be a top. 

“I just want a bigger body” Adam laughed and he touched his stomach. 

“Don’t worry Adam” said the man behind the camera. “Tomorrow morning you will wake up and your wish will come true.” 

Adam laughed in disbelief that such a thing would happen, but he went to bed that night thinking of what the man had said. 

While he was sleeping the changes were beginning take effect on his body. His once blonde hair turned a raven black, his facial features becoming more and more Asian, his body becoming tighter and larger. 

When Adam awoke, he pulled his arm back behind his pillow. He opened his eyes to see his arm got way bigger. He looked in confusion at first as his eyes made his way down to his chiseled chest and rock hard 8 pack abs. He rushed to the mirror. He looked at the vision of the man he wished to be when he was in front of the cameraman. 

“I’m fucking hot.” he laughed and touched his face. 

“Oh my God.” He ran his hands down his new 8 pack. “Fuck yeah”

He had gone on grinder to take pics of his new self. “Top. Looking for some fun.” As soon as he created his profile he received a flurry of new messages from very eager bottoms. He decided to respond to one who looked very much like his old self. He invited the guy to his place and with his new body he fucked him. The feeling of being a top was amazing his new dick pulsating in the bottom as he pushed in and out, finally blowing a load in the bottom. 

He’d felt the condom ripping soon after penetrating the boy’s tiny brown button hole but He continued anyway, silently please with Himself for being such a virile and powerful Man that even Magnums can’t contain Him.  The boy’s tight pucker had eventually loosened but only after a severe and brutal pounding which proved too much for the thin latex. All that remained was curled up around the thick base of His cock like a thin wedding ring.  He smiled at the analogy.  It wasn’t His fit and muscular body that seemed to get all the young fags so worked up; it was His wedding ring.

His son’s best friend had been no exception, always respectfully addressing Him as “Mr. Johnson” and always staring and lingering just a little too long.  What the fuck, He’d thought - why not.  He’d be an easy and convenient fuck toy; no one would suspect a thing. The boy had finally quietened down - what a drama queen!  “You wanted this, remember?” He’d reminded him, even though the truth was that He’d manipulated and coordinated the whole thing.  Even though he was no longer screaming, the boy’s young, smooth body still felt taunt and tense as he continued to suffer through the assault.  Now that He’d broken through the condom He could enjoy the slick wetness of the boy’s clenching, spasming pussy which felt warm and inviting.  He couldn’t wait to breed it.   “That’s it, Jimmy … you’re doing just fine.”  

“Oh, God, Mr. Johnson!  You’re so big!”

“Yes, Jimmy, so you’ve said many times today.  I don’t need you to keep telling me that.  You understand?“

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you know the problem with having a big dick, Jimmy? It takes an extra long time to cum … “

Jimmy whimpered at the implication as Mr. Johnson continued slow-fucking His new toy.  

“You’re going to be raw and sore by the time I’m done, Jimmy.  Does that excite you?”

Jimmy hesitated.  “Yes, Sir … very much.”

He chuckled.  “I know it does.  That’s why you’re going to be such a good little whore for me aren’t you.  Daddy’s going to fuck you good, baby … give you what you need.  It will be our little secret … or not so little, as the case would be.  You breath a word of this to anyone and I’ll find you, Jimmy.  I’ll hurt you.  Do you understand?”

Jimmy only nodded; it was a rhetorical question anyway.  Of course he understood.  Mr. Johnson was a respected and feared Man - a powerful Man.  And Jimmy was just a punk.  No one would believe him. And no one would care if anything happened to him.

He was getting close.  Leaning in He whispered in Jimmy’s ear.  “This is going to feel very … wet, Jimmy.  I want you to hold it in … every drop of it.”

“Whhat??  What are you saying?  You have a condom on!  I saw it!”  Jimmy started to struggle so He tightened His grip, causing Jimmy to wince.

“Shh … what’s done is done.  It was meant to be.  You were meant to be impregnated … like a woman, Jimmy.  Lucky for you it’s by a Man like me.  Someone you can trust.  Can I trust you, Jimmy?”  

Jimmy paused and moaned before replying.  “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.  Now give me that pussy, Jimmy.  Take Daddy’s cum … take it!”

Cops Swap

When I told my best friend Ryan that I could merge myself with anybody I wanted, he didn’t believe me. What I didn’t tell him is that I could merge myself and anybody else touching me at the same time as well. So, I decided to give it a try. I mean it WAS Ryan’s birthday and all and he was just as into the idea of merging with a stranger as I was. Soooo, why not?

We found these two officers patrolling the mall and followed them around for what seemed like forever. I told Ryan that I’d merge with one of them while he distracted the other one, but I couldn’t do it in an open space. So, we waited for the right moment. Fortunately, everybody has to take a piss and finally, the two officers headed for the mall bathrooms. 

We followed them in, both of them taking a place at the urinals. The butcher one finished first and headed to the sink to wash his hands and I gave Ryan a nod to distract him. I heard the faucet turn on and Ryan started to chat it up with the officer as I stepped up behind the other one still standing at the urinal. I placed my hand on his back and his entire body froze just before it pulled me in, enveloping me completely until I opened my eyes, glancing down at my new hand wrapped around my new cock. 

“Nice,” I said, my voice deeper than I was used to. 

“What was that?” The other officer asked. This body’s memories slowly hit me. My partner’s name was Trey and we’d been on patrol with each other for five years now. 

“Nothing. Just talking to myself.” I said, pushing my cock back into my pants and zipping before I flushed and stepped toward the sink. Ryan stood there, a questioning look on his face as I gave him a quick wink to let him know it was me. 

“Everything okay here, son?” I asked, placing my hand on his shoulder. I turned, catching my reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help but smile. I was huge and suddenly felt my new cock getting stiff. It was always a turn on seeing yourself for the first time.

“Yes, sir. Just washing my hands.” Ryan nodded up at me as Trey glanced around the corner. 

“Where that other kid go?” He asked, but before I could answer, I touched his shoulder and pushed Ryan into his body. 

The transfer happened almost instantly as Trey’s eyes flicked open and he stumbled back. “WHOA! What the hell was that?” He looked down at his body, ran his hands over his uniform and then looked up at me in shock. “What the hell? Am I?”

He spun to the mirror and looked at his reflection. Trey’s face lit up and I could tell Ryan was enjoying what he saw. I remembered my first time, the way it felt to feel bigger, to feel the weight of muscles and a frame you’d never felt before. It was unlike anything else.

“Pretty cool, right?” I asked, noticing his new dick getting harder. He reached up with new, stronger hands and touched his square jaw and older features. 

“So this is me now?” 

“For as long as you want,” I said. “I mean, you should be getting his memories and from what I can tell these guys are more than partners on the force. I’ve never been gay before but … I don’t know …”

I could tell by the way Trey was looking at me that he suddenly felt the same. It was strange, taking over a body and suddenly having the same desires they had. I felt my new bodies pull toward Trey and the way he was looking at me knew that he wanted my cock as much as I wanted his. 

“I guess,” he said, “it is almost time for lunch.” He stepped closer, moved his hand over my ass and pulled me closer. It was rough … just the way I liked it. He was the dom after all. 

He pushed in and kissed me, his tongue teasing mine as I felt his hard cock against me. Trey then pulled away with a slight giggle. 

“What?” I asked. 

“Nothing. Your curly stache just tickles, but I like it.” His smile and laugh made me even harder as I leaned over and locked the bathroom door. 

“I think I’m going to like being a cop,” I whispered. Trey spun me around, pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them before he pushed me agains the wall. I felt his muscles pressed against me as he leaned in, kissing my neck. 

“I think we both will.” 

“Shh! It’s done. You belong to me now. Accept it and have no regrets. I would have taken you regardless. It’s better that you submitted willingly.”

“You feel it, don’t you - my cum inside you. It’s in deep, becoming a part of you. Making you mine. You were a good girl and took it all. And it was a lot. Hold it in you. Show me how thankful you are. I know I hurt you but your pussy was so soft and wet and tight that I couldn’t control myself. I’m only just beginning. I’m going to make you a shivering, moaning, whore for my dick. You’ll get wet at the sound of my voice and be happier than you ever imagined, with less control over your life than you ever thought you’d give up.”

finnick giving you oral to ease your nerves ; mdni

you haven’t stopped tossing and turning in your shared bed with your boyfriend since you got into the bed with him. you’re unaware of the time, too focused on your anxious thoughts to even consider the lack of sleep that will affect your performance in the arena tomorrow. the two of you are getting sent back into the hell that the capitol calls a game, even though you already won and thought it was all over.

you immediately stop moving around when your boyfriend wakes from his peaceful slumber, wondering what’s on your mind. he’s quick to listen to your troubles, then realizing how he can help you.

“let me make you feel better.” he says.

you immediately know what he’s referring too. usually, when you’re upset, he knows just how to comfort you. he knows exactly how to make you melt with his touch, too busy seeing stars that you don’t even remember what you were stressed about.

you nod, “yeah.” moving over, you’re now lying down on your back.

finnick’s quick to push the covers off of you as he climbs in between your legs, gently spreading them apart. he looks up at you as he pulls your panties off of you, tossing them to the side. “promise to help you out, ‘kay?” he slowly kisses up your thighs, pausing just as he reaches you cunt. he hovers over it and you can feel him breathing on you. “it’s all going to be okay, im here.”

you toss your head back as he finally puts his tongue on your clit, swirling his tongue around in a circular motion, picking up the pace as each second passes. you reach your arms above your head, gripping at the fabric covering the pillow, low moans escaping your lips as he licks at your soaking pussy.

finnick looks up at you while continuing to tease your clit, opting to stop licking at it and change his actions, now sucking at it. your back arches as you bask in the pleasure, a knot building up in your stomach. the sounds of your moans and his lips making contact with the juices he coaxes out of you fill up the previous silence of the room.

“i’m so close.” you gasp, moving your hands down and raking them through his soft hair, guiding him as he eagerly devours your pussy. your words only motivate him to suck your clit even harder, the knot in your stomach releasing as you let out a desperate cry, letting go of his hair as you lose control and cum on his mouth.

“you did so good, darling.”

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