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Shorts: Car Makes the Guy

“Is this car alive or something” Carlie said, as the car seemed to be on without any keys in the ignition. The radio was playing obnoxious music she would listen too. Her hair began to recede into her head, as her body began to bulk and expand.

Carlie adjusted his seat, as he was getting taller and wider making this car seem smaller to him. “Fuck yeah” he said as he turned up the music even more as it was appealing to him even more. His chest continued to bulk, as tattoos appeared on his body. Tight sweatpants appeared on his thicker legs, as his manhood formed between his legs.

Chet Hanks smirked, as he took another breath. His face changing. Stubble forming on his face, his hair receded into his head. He was getting extremely into the music, as the car seemed to make the former female match what it though the owner should be.

Season 3

Club Assimilation

Natasha and Kendra were best friends since they were little girls and they always loved sneaking around higher class events and parties. They were two black girls who loved causing a bit of mischief and getting away with it. They found themselves sneaking into a country club one night, giggling as they walked through the elegant halls, thinking they had outsmarted the security. However, little did they know that the owner of the club, a wealthy man named Mr. Jenkins, had seen them on the security cameras.

As they were sipping on champagne by the pool, thinking they had successfully pulled off their sneaky adventure, they were suddenly discovered by Mr. Jenkins. He was furious that they had managed to get past his security and exposed his club to any potential danger. In a fit of rage, he cursed them, not realizing the true power of his words.

Natasha and Kendra felt a strange sensation wash over them, starting from their heads down to their toes. Their once dark skin started to turn pale, their hair changing from luscious curls to short blonde hair. They both felt their bodies growing taller and more muscular, their clothes transforming into preppy button-down shirts and khaki shorts. Their voices deepened, their faces changing to embody the classic frat boy look.

Natasha found herself suddenly in the body of a young man, with broad shoulders and a strong jawline. She had become Leo, a white frat boy who had no memory of her previous life. Kendra now went by the name Chad, with a chiseled physique and a cocky attitude. With the sudden transformation, their minds were reset, and they both thought that they were the son of wealthy country club members.

They were completely oblivious to what had happened, but they both enjoyed their new identities. Leo and Chad quickly became popular among the club's members, with their charming personalities and their muscular physiques. Every day, they spent their time drinking and partying, living the high life as white frat bros.

Spontaneous Change: Career Ready

Karlie was walking in her hall way when she felt something off about her body. She felt weird and hot. She wasn’t sick earlier and wondered what was wrong with her. Suddenly, her body began to grow larger and wider. Her arms and legs began to sprout and grow longer, as her hands got larger and manlier. Her fingers continued to grow, as her forearms and biceps began to swell with muscle.

Onlookers saw what was happening as they were horrified to see Karlie was going through the change. Her shoulders and chest began to broaden and swell with muscle, as his legs got thicker and hairier. His feet quickly bursted through his shoes, as they widened and expanded. People watched, as Karlie wiggled her manly feet.

His chest continued to swell with muscle, as his dress was becoming extremely ill-fitting on his growing frame. His ass and thighs firmed, as his new manhood formed between his legs. His new testosterone was flowing through his body, as his male hormones were making it harder for him to think.

His skin began to tan, as his face began to broadened and shift. His hair darkened and receded, as his features got sharper and more masculine. A beard appeared in his older face, as Vernon took a deep breath, as the crowd noticed how deep his voice got. His face finished shifting, as Vernon’s eyes shifted and blanked, as he went through a reset.

The crowd looked in disbelief as they saw a muscular man standing where Karlie was. His masculine body exposed from the ill-fitting dress. Someone quickly called the SCC, and got him the help he was gonna need. Months later, Vernon stood in front of a camera. While some gain moderate intelligence from when they age up from the change. Vernon was one of the few, who didn’t. He was himbo, and needed to rely on his looks. Luckily in the day and age of OnlyFans, Vernon got by pretty well.

Season 3

The New Bike = Killer Bod

Carrie got this new bike to workout on while she watched her shows. She never heard about this brand before, but with the price Carrie decided to buy it. Carrie got on the bike, and decided to start. She watched her shows, as she got into the workout.

Within minutes, her legs and arms began to thicken with muscle. Her skin was getting darker, as her hands and feet began to grow larger. She regripped the machine, as her body began to grow and thicken.

Her shoulders broadened, as her chest firmed and changed into pecs. Her skin continued to darken, as her hair receded and changed.

His voice thickened, as his body continued to fill out with muscle and mass. He found himself bored of his show, and turned on the game.

"Fuck yeah" Alan said, as his face began to shift and change. He took off his tight shirt and wiped off the sweat from his now fully changed face. His new cock formed between his legs, as the new man continued to work out on this bike almost in a trance.

After my short break I’ll start slowly with only one story today. At the same time this is my late 100 followers celebration post.

Like a Bull

Derek was a real fan of piercings and tattoos. As a real punk he had to be of course. He was easily recognizable as one through his hairstyle, a blue mohawk, the tunnels in his ears and his black clothes. He had decided to get another piercing, one that he had desired for a long time, a nose ring.

He thought it would give him a somewhat bull like appearance. Of course tat was a false hope. At a height of 5ft6 and a weight of 90 pounds, the 26-year old skinny punk was little a bull as could be. Even his cock matched this statement. Where others his age had an average dick between their legs, skinny Derek, had an 3″ nub that could hardly satisfy his former girlfriend.

Maybe that was the reason why she had cheated on him. After catching her in bed with Daniel, his best friend, the week before, they broke up. To get them out his mind, he had decided to get a new piercing. 

Entering the piercing studio, he was greeted by the owner. “Hey Derek. Why are you looking so glum, buddy?”, his longtime friend asked him. “Veronica hs cheated on me with my best friend.”, Derek replied. “Damn, that’s shit. I guess you want a piercing to come to other thoughts? What did you have in mind?”, the owner quetioned him. “Yeah, dude, you’re right. I thought of a nose piercing, if you can do it.”, Derek replied.

“Yeah sure. I have a nose ring I kept exactly for such an occasion.”, the piercer said and went into the back of his store. A few miutes later he came back with a small box, containing a silver nose ring. “Shall we get started, Derek?”, he asked with a grin.

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Half an hour later, Derek stood up from the chair, where the owner had pierced him and stretched, his muscles twitching and his spine cracking. “Damn, that hurt.”, he said rubbing his freshly pierced nose. Colin, the owner, and he himself couldn’t help but watch the massive muscles on his arm flex. In addition Derek made his pecs dance, bouncing a little tune with his pillow pectorals. His other plate sized hand felt up the eightpack hidden underneath his shirt. The muscular legs, supporting his 6ft9 body could easily be mistaken for marble pillars and the feet that made up his base were easily size 19.

“Okay, Colin, here you go.”, Derek said handing him 250 dollars, “Keep the rest.” “But I only need 100, Derek.”, Colin replied surprised by his friend’s gratitude. “Doesn’t matter, I was just paid for the last shoot.”, the male model calmed Colin, “Got more than enough at the moment. Okay, see ya.”

When Derek left the shop, he suddenly got a message. “Everything set for tonight. Danielle and I can’t wait.” It was from Veronica, a girl that he had been fucking for several months now. She had organized a threesome with her best friend Danielle tonight, though it was no problem for Derek.

“Shit.”, Derek boomed. He had caught sight of himself in the mirror. Stubble coated his perfect, angular jaw in just the right way. His lips looked like they were made to give a woman an orgasm just kissing her. His broad nose was now perfectly accentuated by his new piercing. His sparkling green eyes were perfectly emphasized by a pair of thick bushy eyebrows. But his joy and pride was the wavy undercut that permanently looked like he had just woken up.

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Back in his appartement , Derek stripped his clothes off completely. It was just so much more comfortable to let his farm animal sized cock and bullnuts swing around freely. He decided to take a picture of himself and send it to Veronica. ‘Gotta get her ready for tonight.’, Derek thought, his mammoth tool getting hard at the thought.

Wizard Tales - Never tease a Wizard

Frank loved his life. He was a wizard for the International Wizarding League, an association, made up of powerful mages from all over the world, basically a bunch of perverts wielding potent transformative magic. And in the human world I was a booth guy for an international nutrition group, working at your usual fitness expos. Of course that was only made possible by my magic. 

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It was an average day, working at your usual expo, admiring the fine specimen around me and getting admired by them. Those who weren’t so admirable, were quickly transfomed into the most desirable men with the flick of a finger.

A fat guy and a girl nearby were easily transformed into a fitness freak couple, consisting of a massive bodybuilder and a fit women, who was walking funny, thanks to he boyfriend’s now generous endowment. A miserable looking nerdy girl was quickly changed into a womanizing dude with sculpted muscles, who quickly seduced the nearest girl to follow him to the restroom.

And then John and Steve came to my booth. The two nerds were somewhat infamous around our branch of industry, since they always came to these events, searched out one booth and made fun of it or made racist remarks.. Fortunately mine had been spared until now, but now they were clearly walking in my direction. But I was prepared.

“Hey, meatheads.”, the blond one, John, said with a sneer. “You pumpin’ yourself full of roids or what.”, the taller one, the brown haired Steve, said.Then they turned at me.

“You’re new, nigger?”, John said, and with a wink their skin became a nice chocolate color. Than he turned at his friend. “Look at this guy, his body is so ridiculously muscled. He’s obviously overcompensating something.” and with a wipe of my hand, both their bodies blew up to giant dimensions, even bigger than most guys at the convention.

“Of course.”, Steve replied and then turned at me, now even standing 3″ taller than even my generous 6′3″, “Hey you, you have a tiny dick don’t you, it shriveled away from all the roids you’re taking.” And in accordance with his statement I put my hands together and shrunk their manhoods to 1″ and 2″.

“Why so silent, fag?”, he teased me, mistaking my admiring looks, concerning my work as lustful. But since he made the insult, he had to pay for it. So I made the two gay and to make matters more interesting, I made them a couple.

“He’s probably to dumb to answer. Huh, meathead.”, John said and so I faked a sneeze, which emptied the minds of the couple.

Now it was my turn to talk to them, since they were now a little bit to dumb to talk or fully understand what I said. “So now you big bottom boys.”, I said very slowly and patted Steve’s growing ass,” The customers will be coming soon.”

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What can I say? John and Steve are pretty happy to be the rent boys at our booth, taking every cuntomer’s dick up their ass and all the while telling them the same phrase: “Fitworld Nutrition good.”, while occasionally moaning from having their overgrown, oversensitive muscelasses fucked.

Domestic Violence

Sobbing Michelle laid on her bed, holding her right eye. Her husband Robert had once again hit her in his drunken rage. And all of this only because she hadn’t cleaned the house, because she had been at work. And while she had been busy with her job all day, he had sat home and downed one bottle of beer after another. That’s how it had been for a few months now. Right after Robert had been fired he had started drinking.

She would like to leave him or report him to the police, but she still loved him for some reason. When they had met a few year’s ago Robert had been a kind and gentle soul and had always treateed her like a gentleman. Back then they both had been quite handsome, but tat time was over. His formerly blond hair had thinned out and him spending the days at home in front of the TV had done their part in ruining his athletic build.

His once firm sixpack had been replaced with a sagging gut and his face’s sharp features had been softened by unsightly fat. He permanently reeked of the cheap beer and booze he spend Michelle’s hard earned money on and she wasn’t much better off. The long hours at the office and the anxieties resulting from Robert’s brutal demeanor had led to a radical loss of weight. Her once curvy figure was now reduced to a skeleton like caricature of it’s former glory and it was furthermore covered with bruises and scars. The only thing she still prided herself on was the long brunette mane she called her own.

As tears rolled down her eyes, she remembered this strange old woman who had talked to her on her hurried way home. She had muttered something like “what you deserve” and “new perspective”, had given her an old looking hand mirror and then she had gone away, still looking a bit confused. She took the strange object out of her handbag and looked at herself. Then with a feeling of the world being flipped over, she blacked out.

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With a grunt Michelle woke up again. But she didn’t feel normal, she felt somehow heavier, bigger and overall more confident. She stood up and looked down at her body. “Fuck”, escaped her lips. Her view was blocked by a massive chest, but it wasn’t as busty and soft as her former boobs, but rather a pair of rockhard pec muscles, that bounced a bit with each breath she took. Still perplexed by her new body, she tore away her gaze from her new heavy chest and let her eyes wander down the mass of her new muscular arms, tracing the outlines of the veins running across the curves of her big forearms and bulging biceps as well as her all across her powerful cannonball shoulders.

She walked in front of the ceiling height mirror on the wall. Still completely bewildered by her transformation, she ran a calloused plat sized hand down the deep bumps of her new sixpack and along the outline of her adonis belt. Suddenly she felt something big and soft, held back by a thin piece of underwear. “Later”, she thought and let her eyes take in every inch of her stone hard legs and her boat sized feet.

Just when she was finished looking down at herself, the door flew open and Robert burst in. Though he didn’t look like Robert any more. Just like Michelle he had undergone a transformation and was now a busty bimbo with long blond hair and a perfect hourglass figure. “What the fuck hap...”, she screamed, but then she saw the new and improved Michelle. “Hey, babe, I guess I’m the man in our relationship now.”, boomed the former Michelle, now Micheal, as Robert, now Roberta let her eyes wander down the mountainous body of his former wife.

As theylooked into each other’s eyes, Roberta lost herself in the perfection of her partner’s face. The perfection of his broad, yet handsome nose, his deep hanging brows, the sharpness of his jawline and the the stubble covering it.

“I think the time’s right for a test run for our new bodies.”, Roberta purred and caressed the big bulge in his boxer briefs with one hand, while fondling his mane of silky brown hair with the other.

A Class Trip to New York

Johnathan had enjoyed planning his class’ graduation journey very much. Even though it was solely his job as the class rep, but the whole class supported him. Everybody searched for travel destinations and after a while everybody agreed on the Big Apple. There was shopping for the girls and lots of cute girls for the guys  and a travel agency named “Terrence & Ford Touristics” made a cheap offer. So when the day had come, Everybody boarded a plane in Berlin and about 3 hours later they landed in New York.

It was quite the task, holding a pack of 20 hormone charged 18-year-olds together, but he mastered the task and another 2 exhausting hours later they came to their hotel. Just like the pictures at TF Touristics had promised it was pretty fine for the price they had payed.

He confidently approached the reception desk, even though he felt oddly nervous. But the receptionist welcomed him with a warm smile and said: “If I had to guess I would say you are the class from Berlin, right? The people from Terrence & Ford told us you would arrive soon. So, are there only boys in your group or are there any girls, because of the rooms?” 

Jonathan wanted to tell the guy, that they were mostly girls in class, but as he turned towards his travel group a headache ht him and then he suddenly remembered. Of course his class consisted solely of male students, they were a boys-only-school after all. Still a little puzzled he turned around again and took the keys from the receptionist, distributing them among his classmates.

After everyone was done getting their luggage in their hotel rooms, they reassembled in the hotel’s lobby. “How about we have a sightseeing tour now?”, Jonathan asked into the round, getting an agreeing murmur as reply. Armed with a map of New York, Jonathan lead his friends through the city streets. 

Suddenly a guy on the far front, Erik, pointed at one of the advertising boards. It was for some Pixar movie, ‘A Giant in New York’. Then he shouted: ”Looks like anyone of us could play the main character, right boys?”, which lead to general laughter. It was true though, none of the boys was under 6′4″ and they were all only 18 years old. Jonathan was among the biggest of them, standing at an imposing height of 6′9″, standing head and shoulders over the normal sized people.

They didn’t even get around the next corner, when Frank, a guy in the back, called their attention to another billboard, this time for a line of beauty products for men. “Not like anybody needs it in this class, am I right guys?”, he asked and everybody shouting back “Damn, right!”, in unison, having people even turn their heads, because of the deep thunderous rumble. Jonathan knew everyone was kind of cocky and didn’t really care if everyone stared at them, well in fact they really enjoyed it. And why wouldn’t they be cocky, every single student had at least modeled professionally once and they had even been elected the most handsome class in all of Germany.

“Damn a coke would be nice now, don’t you agree?”, from in the middle of the crowd Anthoine, an exchange student from France, said. “Well, I’ve got something coke bottle sized right here.”, Erik replied and grabbed his packed crotch. The whole class burst out laughing. It was the usual joke around their class, since everybody was at least as hung as Erik was, some like Jonathan had even more hid in their pants. It always looked like a porno when they undressed after PE. One time their Coach burst into the room while they were all nude and half shocked, half joking commented that he felt like he was on a bull farm, seeing their oversized balls and cocks.

Not even two corners later the peaceful sightseeing tour was interrupted again, this time by a guy named Lukas, who laughed at the giant pic of a male model in an underwear commercial. “Hahahaha, what a fucking pansy, anyone of us would look better as an underwear model.” His claim was underlined by the approving murmur of the others. They seriously would be better suited for this job. They all were just plain built, but paired with their incredible leanness and their overall overwhelming handsomeness they were just walking wet dreams. No surprise though that they were only given male teachers, since there had been to many incidents with female teachers having multiple orgasms  after only one lesson. And that was only from looking at them, although it would have been a lot less complicated if anyone of them ever bothered with putting on a shirt. ‘But it would be a shame to hide these masterpieces’, Jonathan thought as he looked into the other’s faces.

“Well I guess we won’t get far with sightseeing anymore, since everybody wants to read billboards. How about we return to the hotel.”, Jonathan proposed, but then he got quizzical looks from the others. “Dude did you hit your head on doorframes to much? Why would we go sightseeing in New York, we were born here after all. And did you forget we have a job to do?”, Carl, another one of the taller guys replied, waving a bunch of leaflets. “Ugh, you’re right, sorry guys. But why don’t we take a selfie, before we continue. Gotta show the followers online where we are.”, John replied.

After the picture was taken, they resumed their work. “Visit ‘Big Bro-thel’ and get a piece of us.”, John said, gesturing towards the extraordinary group of young men, he called colleagues. 

All in the Fine Print

Chester and his nephew Donald, or Dom as he preferred to be called, drove through the nice expensive neighborhood of their town. Chester, who had made a lot of money with his job as researcher in a big chemical facility, had been searching for a new house for a while. His old one had become a little small after Dom, who worked as personal trainer in a nearby gym, had broken up with his girlfriend and moved in with his uncle.

Chester had found a real estate agent who was well known for selling exquisite property, though not much was known despite not much being known about him. As the two drove through to the mysterious man’s office in Chester’s vintage cabrio, they once again talked about their favorite topic, Dom’s bed stories. Chester, being the 60 year old man he was, actually enjoyed hearing Dom go on about how he banged nearly every girl he laid eye on, which looking back might be the reason his girlfriend threw him out.

It wasn’t long before Chester pulled the car over in front of a serious looking office building. They entered the real estate agent’s office and found him putting the finishing touches to the contract. “Ah Mr. Banton, I’ve been waiting for you. I just finished the papers for the mansion on the hell you had requested. Just to be sure I also included the exchange of the bedroom closets and the remodeling of the garden into the contract.” “Excellent, … Luke, was it?”, Chester replied followed by a nod from Luke, leaving Dom a little puzzled why his uncle addressed the man with his first name.

“Are you sure you wish to make the adjustments mentioned in the contract, Mr. Banton?”, Luke asked. Now it was Chester’s turn to be puzzled “Of course, yes I do.”, the rich man replied. “Your wish is my command.”, the real estate agent grinned and added, “Now I just need your signature here. And of course your nephew’s too.” Both of the men nodded. Luke had been really insisting on Dom signing too, since he would live in the mansion too. Neither one of the men noticed the ink shortly sporing a golden gleam as they shook hands with Luke or the wicked grin on the real estate agent’s face as they left.

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Eager to see their new home, Chester quickly talked Dom into driving there, though he had so much energy, he could run their. They climbed into the car and drove off. Soon they passed by a shoe store. All of a sudden a question popped up in Chester’s mind. He had been planning to gift Dom shoes for his birthday in a few weeks, but didn’t know his size. Trying to sound as unsuspicious as possible he asked his nephew: “Hey Dom, your shoes look awfully big. What shoe size do you have again?”

The personal trainer wanted to immediately tell his uncle, he had gigantic size 16 feet, since he knew what his uncle had planned to get him for birthday, but instead he said: “I only have sight 8, unlike you with your boat feet, Uncle Chester.” It felt weird for him to say that, but comparing his own small feet to his uncle’s it was definitely true. Dom had found one of his uncle’s shoes in the hallway once and a quick look at the label had confirmed that the 60 year-old really had size 17 feet, despite his meek stature. Though Dom found that Chester looked a bit beefier than usual. Had he been working out?

As it turned out the mansion was on top of a hill and the way from the estate agent’s office included a steep street, not that Chester’s car had any struggle with it. Actually it was quite the opposite. He accelerate so much that Dom was pressed back in his seat, only just noticing that his head didn’t sit quite as much above the end of the car seat as usual or that the higher they drove up the hill, the further down he slid at the leather seat, until his head was barely at the bottom of the headrest.

What he did notice though was that he had to crane his neck upwards to look at his uncle’s face. The old man was really a behemoth. “How tall are you again, Uncle Chester?” The older man had to wrinkled his forehead as he tried to remember. “Something like 7 feet, maybe a little more?”, he answered, clearly not sure of his exact height himself. Dom just gulped. His uncle was a tower, especially compared to the 5′8″ figure of his nephew. And even though Dom was still more muscular, probably because he was younger, the older man had an impressive body for his age.

It seemed like they had been driving far to fast, since a police car pulled them over not much later. Chester didn’t seem to worry much and why would he. He had a ton of money and could probably pay any fine they imposed on him. Dom on the other hand wasn’t nearly as confident, throwing nervous glances over to  his uncle.

The officer ordered Chester to lower his window by gesture. “You have been driving nearly 20 mph too fast back there. Do you have anything to justify yourself?”, the policeman asked. “Sorry officer, but I just bought this car and can’t really assess it’s velocity. My doctor also said I have this thing called shaky feet and that’s a little hindering while driving.”, Chester justified himself. The cop just rolled his eyes. “Your driver’s license please.” Obediently Chester gave him the document. “So you’re 15, is that right?”, the man asked and Chester almost wanted to correct him, but neither Chester nor Don found themselves able to. “Yeah that’s right.”, Chester’s, or as he preferred to be called, Chez’ booming bass broke the silence, while the policeman noted the young millionaire’s particulars.

“I’ll turn a blind eye this time, Chez, but next time I’ll have to give you a fine. By the way, are you still in for Maria’s birthday present?”, the cop asked. “The threeway? Sure thing, bro, but seriously can’t you get your wife other presents than this?”, Chez responded, giving his hefty bulge an effective grab, resulting in the young cop rolling his eyes, “Anyway, see you later in the gym, bro.” And with that words, Chez closed the window and started the car again.

When they were nearly at their destination, Chez finally finished his overly long and graphic story about the night before. “Well long story short, girls just can’t resist this face. I’m sure you were like that when you were younger too, Uncle Donald.” The elderly Donald just smirked. In his younger days Donald had been quite the player, despite his relatively small height. He had been quite well in shape, though not as incredibly muscular as his nephew. But that was to be expected, after all Chez had made a fortune with his own line of gyms, for which he was the poster boy.

Finally they drove up the driveway of the new mansion. The house really was huge and the garden surrounding it was too. Just when Chez pulled the car over in front of the front door, he turned over to his uncle. “I think you have a crumb in your beard. Let me remove it.”, he said and reached over to remove said object from Donald’s beard. Only that he didn’t only pull out the crumb, but pulled the whole beard off his uncle’s face with it.

The two of them couldn’t even comprehend what happened when the beard sunk into Chez’ hand and pushed out of the gym owner’s lantern jaw, forming a dense forest of black hair pushed out of his lantern jaw and coating it in a perfect designer stubble.

Just when the strange event ended, not that either of the two men remembered it, Chez’ girlfriend pushed the front doors open. Immediately the hunky jock left the car and ran towards her. “I missed you so much, baby. The house is amazing, thanks for selling it to me.”, Chez said. “No problem, baby. And sorry I couldn’t lower the price any more.”, Lucy, his girlfriend replied. “No problem, after all you made up for it that night.”

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Several days later, Lucy laid on the terrace and watched Chez swim through the mansion’s large pool. The large muscles of his back and powerful are arms bulged extremely as he did in the large swimming pool. She smiled wickedly at how well her plan, making the older man sign a contract to get him the manliness of his nephew, had worked out. The former Dom, now Donald, still lived with them, but the many rooms of the house allowed them to still have sex whenever they wanted.

The imposing figure of the muscular jock escaped the water and as he climbed the stairs up to her, the bulge in his tight speedo bouncing seductively. As he stood before her, Lucy pulled out the still wet, monstrous tool from it’s constricting prison and started massaging it. A deep moan escaped the gym owner’s lips as he easily lowered the girl and himself down onto another lounger that would probably break from their passionate and intense love making.

Just before he pushed his humongous cock into her awaiting pussy, the estate agent whispered into Chester’ ear: “You and your uncle should really start reading the fine print.” Then he finally pushed in and her body exploded with bliss.

While I could absolutely work my own magic on myself, I must admit, it's rather thrilling to put myself in someone else's capable hands every now and then. Life has been on and off stressful and occasionally depressing, so I was wondering if you could make a fun little world for me. Maybe one where everyone's dumb, 'straight acting' and just has a good time? Finding my husband to be a dumb, muscular asian dude wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

Yeah I see why life can be pretty damn hard sometimes, especially for an almighty Djinn like yourself. Therefore I am more than happy that you chose me to be given the opportunity to create a little world for you. *Cracks knuckles* I really hope you’ll be pleased with the end result.

First I’ll make it so, that the world’s population will consist solely of men. Women only bring problems with their bitching, though that’s true for some men too. Don’t worry about reproduction. That’s a matter or the upper 1% on the intelligence spectrum, which you barely missed.

That gets us right to one of the main features of your new world. I made it so that even with average IQ in the old reality would be considered Nobel Prize winningly intelligent in the new one. The normal IQ here is set for about 95, so sorry but you’ll spend some time among idiots. It’s more about fucking, working out and similar stuff here. Also the magic kind of overdid in on your husband, so he’ll be even below average by this world’s standards. He may look intelligent with his glasses, but trust me, he can barely tie his shoes alone.

Well at least he has an incredible body now. Well incredible in our world. In the new world he just might pass of as an average track runner, though the real show lies inside his stretched out jockstraps. He will be so hung, even in this new reality he’ll be considered pretty well endowed. Sadly he won’t get to use it much. Why you ask? Well because you’re there. Whereas he’s more of runner type body wise, you have a classical wrestler build. Add in your herculean strength (No really, you’re strong enough to lift a truck with your bare hands. My magic ran a bit wild there, whoops.) and this behemoth is just a power bottom before you.

Also you’re a super model in the new world, I think for a guy a face this rugged and a body this hot, there’s no better job. Your trademark is the permanent stubble coating your lantern jaw and the sun tattoos around your nipples. Well of course a super model there would be described as pretty much a porn actor here. And your most frequent shooting partner is none other than your husband.

All the fucking taking place in the new world (Trust there’s a lot of that) is of course “not gay”, just bros helping out bros. And the marriage you’re in is basically just so he’s always around to help you out. There’s nothing gay about, after all it would be pretty cruel to have someone like you walk around blue balling all day, so it’s just a favor to make your day nicer. And in return you help him ease that itch in his ass, just to pay back the favor. So nothing gay, just having a good time.

Lingering Magic

It was the night of Halloween and Alan was getting ready for a party. His bro Rick had invited him over to his house, where he was having costume party for all the college’s athlete’s, swimmers, wrestlers, footballers and the like. But probably best of all was that Rick had also invited their cheerleading squad as well as the teams from two other campuses, meaning there’d be an abundance of pussies to plow. Just thinking about it, Alan could feel his sizable tool getting hard. He’d show these cheerleaders why he was called “The Piledriver”.

Rick hadn’t been very specific as to what the costumes should be like, just shrugging and saying they should wear whatever they wanted. Though when Alan had asked him if he was kidding, Rick just smirked and said he had planned “a special surprise” for the party. Knowing Rick Alan thought that meant his bro would probably turn up in some awkward fairy outfit or something. Rick was always pulling pranks like that. For example he turned up as a flamenco dancer, red dress, high heels and everything. Miraculously he still went home with the captain of the cheer squad and Sarah didn’t even look that drunk.

Alan chuckled as he thought of that. Rick was really the master of pick-up lines. But this year Alan would steal the show. His costume consisted of a loincloth with leopard print, a necklace with fake animal teeth and a hollow mace filled to the brim with condoms. His caveman costume left all of his hard earned muscles on display, really showing off why he deserved to be the captain of the wrestling team. He wasn’t as stocky as most of his teammates, but rather on the cut side. Though he was just as big as the rest of the team, if not bigger.

Finally after having styled his mop of brown hair to look especially wild and unruly and making sure his loincloth accentuated the size of his dick enough he was on his way to the house next door. Luckily he wouldn’t have to walk far to get to the party, or get back to his room with a girl later. On his way out he looked into his little brother’s room. While Alan was a total jock, who had been blessed by puberty, it had pretty much passed by his brother. Matty was nerdy and the only real change puberty had given him was a growth spurt of about half a foot, making him a little over 5′8 and thin as a stick.

The little guy was facing his computer, probably writing another superman fan fiction or wanking off to some weird Hentai. Alan just sighed, but his fists clenched. He really didn’t want to be angry, but every time he saw Matty, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the nerd that was his brother. Luckily only a few of his best friends knew of their kinship and even those were too much. “I’m off to Rick’s party. Don’t do anything weird, I’ll be back later.”, Alan said plainly and left the room, not even waiting for Matty’s response.

He knocked at the door of his best bro’s house and was surprised by Rick’s costume. The almost equally big guy was dressed in a rather cheap looking lion onesie and was smiling like a madman. The costume was loose fitting and didn’t show anything of his strong body. “What the fuck are you wearing, bro. You look like a weirdo.”, Alan said and gave his bro a friendly punch to the chest. “Well I wanted to feel like a real animal for once.”, came the chuckled reply from Rick. Alan just rolled his eyes and stepped inside.

Immediately he jumped back. Right in the middle of the hall, on a little table at the bottom of the stairs sat a weird  Jack O'Lantern. The pumpkin had a wide, toothless smile and wide eyes, but the creepy thing about were the signs that covered the rest of the orange globe, kinda like runes and satanic symbols Alan had seen when looking for material on a presentation. Also it had a big black candle on top, which seemed to absorb the light from around it.

“Told you I had a surprise planned for tonight.”, Rick said and patted his bigger friend’s shoulder, “It is imbued with magic and ass long as the candle burns everyone will be transformed into their costumes.” Alan just rolled his eyes. Rick was into such stuff from time to time, but Alan never took him seriously. “Yeah whatever dude.”, Alan said and shrugged his wide shoulders and grabbed a beer from a nearby cooling box. “To a legendary evening.”, he said and downed the beer in one go.

Within the next hour the guests came, every single one freaked out by the jack O'Lantern. There were so many different costumes. The wrestlers came as cavemen, similar to Alan, and gladiators, the football team seemed to have made a pact and all came as toddlers in oversized diapers, leaving their impressive impressive torsos on display. The cheerleader had come as nurses, cops and the like, of course everything in the slutty version to attract a strong athlete and fuck them good. Finally when everyone was there Rick lit the black candle and that’s where Alan’s memories stopped.

He awoke the next morning with a massive headache, just some pictures left of the last evening. He barely remembered the band of toddlers that had been crawling around the house or how he had smashed his wooden club on the head of a mustached cop, that had been flirting with a busty hippy girl. He walked into the kitchen downstairs and grabbed to grab a mineral water but as soon as he entered the room his jaw hit the ground. 

There at the kitchen table sat an impossibly big man in a tight superman suit. Even though he was sitting Alan guessed the man had to be at least 6′6 and over 270 pounds of pure muscle, which was barely concealed by the tight textile he was wearing. “Who the hell are you?”, asked Alan the stranger. “Are you kiddin’, bro?”, said the stranger in an incredibly deep voice, “It’s me Matt.”

Alan was sure he would have fainted had he not grabbed a wall. This giant of a man was supposed to be his nerdy little brother? He couldn’t believe that, yet the face of the man looked familiar, like someone had sent Matty’s face through a kind puberty twice. He had the same light blue eyes, though they now had a piercing look and the same nose, though it was now accentuated by the angular form of his lantern jaw.

Matt stood up from the table and Alan gulped. Standing he was even more imposing than sitting, though that was hardly possible. Calmly the big guy walked over to his older brother. Only then Alan noticed that the costumed man wasn’t walking, he was floating over. “You can fly?”, asked the dumbstruck jock. “Yep. I have all the powers of Superman. Flight, super strength, super speed. I ran to France this morning and stemmed a truck over my head single handedly.”, Matt answered and thought back, ignoring the fact that his brother had just fainted and fallen onto the floor.

Some time later when Alan reawoke he found a letter next to his head. “Hello Alan, I hope you’re feeling better. I carried you to your bed, when you fainted. Currently in Europe to do some sightseeing. Will be back tomorrow. Matt.” This had to have something to do with that weird stuff Rick was talking about the last night, so Alan decided to pay his bro a visit. After some debate and threats Rick admitted that he had found that spell online and it had actually worked last night and transformed everyone into their costumes.

However the spell seemed to have reacted with Matty’s Superman pajama and have made him into a superhero, like his idol. However he couldn’t explain why it was still active despite the candle having burned down. A quick visit of the magic website confirmed Rick’s worries. Since Matty had only been 16 at the moment of the casting, his transformation was permanent. 

And as if that wouldn’t have been bad enough, Alan had found a small white puddle of cum in the garden. It wasn’t difficult to find out the puddle was cum and that it had come through the hole in the roof. So not only was Alan now stuck with a musclebound superhero as a younger brother, the superpowered teenager was also dealing with an increased libido right. And if the costume hadn’t been stuffed than Alan would have to get used to a little brother with an immense tool too. That sure as hell was scary enough for this years Halloween.

Radical Change

My encounter with the trickster didn’t go as planned. I was so excited to be young again. I wanted so much to become Ashley, the head of the cheerleaders. I couldn’t wait to use tight dresses, have her nice ass, and be on action once again. On my previous life… I was ugly betty… I was certain that this time it was going to be different. Imagine my surprise when I woke inside Elijah’ body, Ashley’s boyfriend.  From a grandma to a stud… not the change that I expected. However, feeling my dick, my muscles… I am certain that I will enjoy the ride.

- This isn’t what I asked for! May said

-- No no no THIS is the truth, I do not do shady wish granting the genie said

- But I’m a huge black MAN

-- You wished to truly please your husband no matter what. Well I guess he’s been wanting this for some time.

- Maybe I’ll try being like this I do have two wishes left

-- What do you mean wishes left? I only grant ONE and only that.

- You can’t do this to me. I can’t live like this. 

-- Sorry but it is not my problem and my time is up master. Have a good day to you. The genie along with the lamp suddenly disappear in a cloud of smoke.

I could only stare at the mirror to what I have become and trying to be positive about it with the thoughts of her husband in her mind she was getting aroused and her penis slowly growing she could only sigh on what to do next.

Wish Granted: Eyecandy

written by tfanonymous90

Tess was annoyed. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she was furious. As she looked out the window, she wished that she could have a hot new guy to show look at. She then went into the shower, not knowing the genie appeared outside her window, and found Tess’s sister downstairs. Julie felt a strange heat coming from her body. Suddenly, Julie’s feet began to breakthrough her shoes, as they grew and expanded. Julie looked down to see her feet getting longer and wider. Her shoes destroyed, as her feet looked hairy and manly. Her body was on fire, as her legs followed getting longer and swelling with muscle. Julie grunted, as her pants began to rip. Her calves and thighs thickened, as hairs sprouted up her larger legs. Her torso began to crack, as it began to swell with muscle. Her arms began to lengthen, as her biceps and forearms began to pulsate and bulge. Julie’s eyes widened, as she watched her hands get larger and thicken. They began to get rougher and manlier, as her hair began to recede into his head. His shirt began to rip from his swelling torso. His back and shoulders widened and broadened, as his shirt began to rip apart. His breasts were engulfed by his swelling muscle, as dark hairs began to sprout and fan out on his chest. His stomach hardened, as he felt a kick in his crotch. A giant bulge began to form between his massive legs. He used his giant hand to feel his new manhood, as he let out a deep grunt. His neck thickened, as his face began to age and change. His jawline squared, as stubble thickened on his face. His features broadened, as his hair finished receding. Brady let out another deep grunt, as his shredded clothes vanished. Shirts appeared on his muscular frame, as his changes stopped. Brady looked in the mirror at his massive body. He was 6’3 and looked down at his giant hands and size 14 feet. He was so big and strong. He began to think about the landscaping in the yard he walked into. He began to see various equipment scattered throughout the yard, as he remembered he needed to do this house next. Tess looked outside the window to see a muscular man doing his work. She had no idea where this man came from, but after she was just dumped she didn’t mind watching the show from her bedroom.

SpyWatch Epilogue: A Big Beginning

1 Day Later

“He’s waking up. Cal? Can you hear me?”

Cal slowly blinked awake, seeing the inside of the his own bedroom and the silhouette of Leo against the internal lighting.

“Leo? Wow… you look like an angel right now?” Cal mumbled drearily, his voice coming out slow and low.

“That’s him alright,” Milan laughed. Cal slowly turned his head and could see the agent sitting on a nearby chair. The more he blinked the more he could make out his new surroundings.

“What hap-“ Cal coughs to clear his throat. “What happened?” However, the voice came out strangely low still.

“Relax Cal, the doctors say that you’re still recovering. Um… fuck. I’m not even sure where to start.” Leo said smiling at Cal and holding his hand. Though as he did so Cal felt strange, his fingers grasping around Leo were… thick?

“Well, we’ll start with good news! In fact, it’s all good news!” Milan began. “First, we successfully arrested Ramiz. The stunt you and Phillis pulled worked! The ring is destroyed and… well there were 0 casualties from the incident. 1 major injury though. Namely you.”

Cal let out a low laugh. “Thanks Milan… Wait! I remember now! Ramiz shot me! I was losing blood! I… I… activated the emergency contingency protocol! That means I….” Cal began gruffly. “Can I… see a mirror?”

Leo looked to Milan as if seeking approval. The uncertainty on the jock’s eyes wasn’t something Cal was used to seeing as he feared the worse. Milan simply nodded and handed Cal a small mirror.

Reflected back was the face of the Pheromones template body. The large burly frame, bushy beard, and hairy face stared back at Cal in complete surprise.

“I…. I can’t believe it. It worked…. Wow… I… just…. It’s gonna take a second…” Cal trailed off in awe of his huge new form. Everything felt so much heavier and… stronger too.

Milan patted him on the back. “Take your time. Took a while for me to wrap my head around it too. After Phillis explained to me what that feature of the watch could do, I have to say I’m glad you tried to walk me through it to me earlier. Between the two descriptions you both provided I wager this watch saved your own life by giving you the body of one of the templates.”

Cal quickly examined his watch, and he was surprised and relieved to see his original form amongst the different templates to choose from. As he cycled through the templates, he found his hand absent mindedly rubbing his new bulging stomach. He blushed a bit at first but noticed Leo watching as well and soon rubbing Cal in the same area.

“I know this is a lot to take in,” Leo offered soothingly. “They say you’re about 15 years older now physically, but honestly in great health… and I just want you to know… what we said to each other on the beach… I still mean it.” The two gripped each other’s hands even tighter. Neither expected them match each other’s firm grasp, but when they realized it, they only smiled.

“It’s… gonna take some time getting used to well… all of this,” Cal gestured to his bulging body. “I feel so hairy and heavy. I don’t think my normal cheap razor could cut through this thick beard.” His hand began to glide through the dense collection of bristles that surrounded his jaw.

“I mean… I wouldn’t mind if you kept the beard. I mean only if you were ok with it. It’s your body after all.” Leo blushed.

That last notion filled Cal with some sense of pride. Despite everything that happened he was alive, no one was hurt, and he’d gotten the courage to ask Leo out. This big body may have not been his first choice, but the longer he’d been in it the more it felt… right. And it helped that Leo was certainly enjoying his new form.

Soon he found himself enjoying his new body. His beefy arms flexed with some definite thickness, but also some undeniable strength, and when Leo helped him up to his feet, he was surprised that he now met the burly jock eye to eye.

“Are we the same height now?” Cal gaped at himself and Leo with surprised.

“I think we are. Or at least very close, though I think I’m still a bit taller,” Leo smirked.

“Ha… we could be one of those couples that shares clothes,” Cal joked hoping he wasn’t moving too fast.

“With a stomach like that I don’t think so! Not to mention that ass of your is perfectly huge!” Leo smiled, loving any excuse to admire Cal further.

The two were so smitten when Cal realized, “Wait. I don’t remember the Pheromones Template being this… this… strong or tall. I mean sure he was bigger than me, but not this big.”

“Oh right, more news.” Milan said hitting his forehead. “So, remember when Phillis broke the ring? She said it emitted a whole bunch of latent radiation that restored the victims of their stolen attributes. However, that energy was still emanating when you activated the contingency protocol… and it sort of spread some of those attributes Ramiz had collected more… let’s say concentrated to some of the people nearby. He’d spent years collecting aspects of the most attractive men. Leo here got a little buffer, I got a little taller, and Phillis well she-“

Soon Cal’s door opened and they saw a large handsome man enter. He wore a tight tank top, that showed off his huge muscles. His darker how was cut short and styled, though he had a familiar sternness to him “Oh you’re awake Cal, I hope Milan’s debriefed you.”

“I was almost done Phillis hold on.” Milan justified.

“That’s Phillis?” Cal gasped at the adonis of a man standing before him in some tight-fitting clothes.

“Yes it’s me Cal. I got a large dose of the masculine energies Ramiz had collected, clearly. And I wasn’t the only one. Many very ordinary people were affected by these waves of changes.” Phillis explained. “Though we all had to make do with temporary clothing, given my current gym like attire.”

“I was getting to that!” Milan interjected. “Needless to say, that Phillis wasn’t the only one with drastic changes. There were some pretty nerdy guys who went to your university who sort of hulked out of their more modest attire. I hear they’ve started doing more workouts by the beach. Small families came out of that wave of changes mostly around the same age, male, and decidedly buff. It’s been an adjustment for a lot of different people.

“Wait. I just realized. How am I going to explain my new look to my family! To the school! I… I don’t have any identification or proof I’m who I say I am!” Cal panicked, realizing he sweats very quickly in this body.

“Relax Cal. That’s what I was taking care of just now,” Phillis handed Cal a small folder of information including a new driver’s license, birth certificate, and body statistical information. “Due to so many different parties becoming effected by the changes our agency took the liberty of providing new formal IDs to anyone effected by the events of yesterday. You should find everything you need to start your life after university in there.”

Cal took a moment to read through the info.

“So my name is the same. That’s good… but woah. My new date of birth is 1984! I’m 38!? And I’m 6’4 and weigh 285 lbs now!? Wait do I actually have size 15 feet too?” Cal hadn’t really notice but his feet, though far away given his new height, did look particularly big. He wiggled his toes and even noticed small tufts of hair over each toe.

“The age is an approximation. Your body  was hard light a few days ago, and it is now subject to the normal effects of organic aging. Everything else is a near exact measurement when we took a physical of you as you recovered. I forgot to list that shoe size is size 15 extra wide by the way. And also remember to read the section concerning your current state of health such as your high blood pressure, but I’m sure Leo wouldn’t mind helping you become more active.” Phillis smirked. It seemed that when the job was done she was a lot more playful and Milan smiled at her.

“Thanks you Phillis. And you two Milan. I can’t tell you how much this all means to me. As for school? Is it alright if I hold on to the watch? I know you must want to take it away after all the trouble it’s caused, but if I can still transform into myself I could at least finish my school year and graduate.” Cal offered.

“You hadn’t told him yet?” Phillis growled, now looking much more frightening.

“I said I was getting to it!” Milan retorted. “Cal, it was such a shame that a civilian like you, who had no contact with Ramiz, Phillis, or I prior to the events of today were effected by such an unknown catastrophe. It’s also a shame that a big piece of secret experimental tech was destroyed by Ramiz. Quite terrible indeed.”

“Milan? What are you talking about?” A confused Cal asked.

“He’s being funny.” Phillis said pushing Milan aside with ease as Cal was handed a newspaper. It read. “Local chemical spill effects  local patrons”

“The official story is that you and a bunch of others were effected by a completely odd and unforeseen water contamination issue. The watch, the ring, and any other strange tech has been reported as destroyed. People will also no longer be able to track the watch’s unique energy signature anymore after the latent radiation interacted with your watch. Oh and the watch itself is back to it’s original control settings.”

“Wait what!? I thought I cracked the code and learned control as Brain and that one driving template!” Cal complained remembering all the intense studying he did.

“You did! However, the energy from the ring essentially reset it to the condition we found it in, aside from the new ‘Cal’ template. You’ll still be able to transform, but with a certain percent chance to change into a template you didn’t intend to. And until you can reach the Brain template again, we don’t have the means to fix it.”

“Look at this way!” Milan said trying to give some good news. “You can still turn into yourself! Explain things to whoever you like and even go to school! But you’ll be back to being on timed transformations… so always have an exit strategy!”

With so much information coming at the not so young man Cal had to sit back down on his bed. The springs strained against his unfamiliar weight and it would now be a sound Cal would get used to.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’ll be with you every step of the way as these weird things keep coming up. I’ve got to say Cal, you’re certainly the most interesting guy I’ve ever had a crush on.” Leo admitted. This small confession made Cal’s paler complexion blush with affection. Without another thought they kissed.

1 Month later

“Congratulations to this year’s graduating class!”

The students all cheered as they tossed their caps in the air! Leo and Cal smiled at each other, holding hands as the celebrations began. Leo couldn’t hold back his excitement anymore as he scooped Cal into his arms and carried him into a passionate kiss! Cal’s slender tan skinned face was blushing all over as Leo’s barrage of kisses didn’t end.

“Leo! Ok! Ok! I get it. Happy graduation to you too!” Cal’s flustered face tried to say.

“Happy is an understatement. You managed to get through this last month in the most epic ways, I think it’s cause for celebration!” Leo grinned ear to ear, as he set Cal down. He enjoyed the small moments where he could still lift up his boyfriend like that.

“That’s a bit of an overstatement. I’m just glad I got the ecology club off the ground before I had to leave. So many more people are interested in cleaning the beach now that so many buff guys are hanging around there.” Cal admitted.

“And you’re forgetting how you managed to balance your classes with your new time limit and how brave you were coming out to your parents about us!” Leo corrected.

“To be fair telling my parents that I like guys was a lot less extreme than showing them that I’m now a 38 year old burly white guy… but also you made it all easy with how supportive you’ve been. Cal pulled on Leo’s tie, lowering the big jock into a sweet kiss. This one was longer and more passionate. Though it was cut off by a quick succession of beeping.

“Is that?” Leo began to ask.

“Fuck. I knew the speeches went too long!” Cal jumped releasing Leo.

“Got your way out?”

“Yeah! Side doors. Meet you at the beach!” Cal called as he ran through the crowd of celebrating collegiates.

With each beep Cal could feel his graduation robes getting tighter and tighter. With each steps he could feel one of his favorite dress shoes splitting at the laces with his feet nearly growing twice the size. His entire body was itching with hairs quickly growing in! Then once he got through the doors there was a big flash and Cal’s body emerged from the shredded remains of formal wear and graduation robes. The only thing still on his body was the graduation cap that he was quickly using to cover up his modesty as he waddled his way to the beach.

Leo arrived moments later with a bag as they reached the sandy shores, now dressed in more casual clothes. “I got your change of clothes right here! As well as a little surprise for today. Consider it a graduation present!” Leo smiled as he handed Cal the bag.

“Aw! Babe, you shouldn’t have. I didn’t even get you anything and- wait, why is the bag nearly empty. There’s just one thing in here… Leo! Did you get me a speedo? Where are the rest of my clothes!?” Cal bellowed, his new deeper voice carrying out over the waves.

“I wanted to have a beach date with you after graduation! Just you, me, and the place where all this craziness started and I began to see you more often!” Leo said proudly. “And your actual clothes are back at your place don’t worry.”

The two laughed as Cal pulled out the bright red XL speedo.

“Well… fine! But afterwards! We’re heading back to my room! For my clothes! And maybe more fun if the day goes well.” Cal teased. Leo had been so supportive of him accepting his new body and had been a large part in making Cal feel comfortable in his new skin. As Cal slid on the speedo It hugged his new body tight and showed off his big gut even more, but Cal felt proud and confident showing this much off.

“Alright, how’s it look?” Cal asked puffing out his chest.

“Perfect. Just like you.” Leo leaned in and the two kissed passionately, Cal’s large stomach pressed against Leo’s abs as he removed his shirt and pants to reveal his red shorts.

“Happy Pride Month Leo!” Cal said as the couple walked along the beach and into their new lives.

Old teacher Evelyn who was doing cardio was in the vicinity of the Swap Satellite when it happened. Imagine going from an average female to a younger alpha of a man, muscular and big all over and . . . well black. At home things were awkward with her husband having to go to bed with this hunk of a man, along with the awkward boners pointing towards him. Her son was having some fun seeing as he can go to the gym with someone he can look up to literally. Then there’s work. Once under the sea of people now he can view from his new height and people have to part or else get knocked to the side accidentally from bumping into him. Some people also go to him for counseling about being affected by the satellite. Overall things are going great especially how strong and youthful he had now become. Nowadays Evelyn shifted from cardio onto heavy weights seeing as he wants to set an example to her son and wanting to get bigger himself.

Chris Hester

Understanding Each Other - Part II

If you haven’t read Part I yet, check it out here!

TW: There is one scene involving groping in this story. It’s nothing too heavy, but I figured I’d rather to warn any readers just in case it’s not something you’d want to read about.

It had been a week since the magical abilities of Becca had swapped the bodies of herself and her boyfriend Austin. Despite Austin’s discomfort never fading after the unbelievable body swap, he had soon adopted the name of Becca just to keep himself from feeling like a huge freak.  Now in a woman’s body, it only increased Austin’s discomfort and anxiousness whenever Becca referred to him with the name that matched the body she was currently in. His discomfort was also not alleviated as he watched his girlfriend acclimate with ease to the new male body and life that she had. So, the step of adopting her new name was the easiest first step that Becca could come up with to try and adapt to being a woman. 

While she was constantly alarmed every morning waking up to a set of breasts, her panic would always ever increase as she would turn to her side and watch as Austin had his hands wrapped around his new dick and constantly jerked himself off. With an increased libido and a constant morning wood, it had become a ritual at this point for Becca to awaken to this very same sight. She had very clearly stated that she was not interested in having sex (especially due to now having a vagina), so she couldn’t really complain about him doing his new morning ritual. While there was a deep feeling of attraction towards her former body, Becca remained mentally strong and vowed to not give into temptation, especially because she feared the concept of having to pleasure her old body… especially if she ended up liking it.

This vow of not falling into temptation even continued to her own body, where Becca refused to attempt to pleasure herself or even feel up her new body. Strangely, that former attraction that she once had for this body had begun to be replaced with a new sort of appreciation. Rather than pure lust, she felt a weird sense of pride about having this bodacious body. Of course, once the first thought of this kind popped into her head, Becca quickly put her attention elsewhere to hide these thoughts.

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As his girlfriend began to stir awake next to him, the new Austin began to slow down his strokes in an attempt to not wake her. While this new habit of his had become a daily thing due to Becca refusing to do anything sexual with him, it somehow continued to send his girlfriend into a mental dilemma any time she caught him stroking off his new dick. Sure, he understood how weird it must be to watch your former body jerk off in front of you, but Austin had assumed that Becca would have adapted by now like he had.

His attempt at quieting down was in vain though, made apparent as his eyes peered down and watched as Becca turned towards him and began to open her eyes. Her eyes would dart between the pair of breasts that her eyes would first see and the rock hard cock emerging from the white sheets, culminating in a scream where she would jump out of the bed in shock. By this point though, Austin didn’t care to stop his self-pleasure anymore. He was incredibly horny, so if she wasn’t going to satisfy him, what’s the point in stopping for her?

Thinking about the swap and the new attraction he felt towards his old body, Austin wasn’t quite as freaked out as Becca was. Sure, it was strange feeling your new dick raging at the sight of your former body, but if he was going to be a man for the foreseeable future, he told himself that it’s just part of the territory of fitting in. As he watched Becca’s breasts bounce as she ran out and into the bathroom, Austin quickly reached climax and ejaculated, a thick load shooting out and covering his cobblestone abs and even reaching up to the bottom of his beefy pectorals.

Quickly wiping off his chest and throwing on a tank top, he walked over towards the bathroom and opened the door. Catching sight of his girlfriend on the floor shaking, he looked down at her and tried to his annoyance. “Babe, it’s ok. It’s all going to be all ok.” his husky voice said, which caused Becca to look up at him with her tear-stained eyes. “Alright, let’s get ready… We’ve got to head to the gym. You want to get this body back right?” Austin said, his face forming a smile to try and cheer up his girlfriend. 

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Looking up at her boyfriend, she felt saddened to know that his hulking body was once hers and now she was stuck in a body that felt like an eternal hell. Every morning she’d wake up with this new body and it never felt normal to her, as much as she wished it could happen. However, Austin was right. She wanted her body back and getting to the gym and taking videos and photos of her workouts was the only way she was going to get it back. “Thank you… Austin” Becca said, her voice cracking and body shivering as she was still not used to referring to her boyfriend with her former name. With a newfound determination to start the day, Becca and Austin quickly showered and headed off to the gym to start their workouts.

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After having yet another quick jerkoff session in the shower, Austin quickly got dried off, dressed, and ready for the gym. With Becca still learning to do her own makeup, it allowed Austin to sit on the couch and relax and turn on the television. He scrolled through the channels, his mind instructing him to put on the sports networks and watch highlights from several sports games from the night prior. Despite never being interested in the games prior to the swap, Austin now found himself completely enamored by the content. Who cares about the Real Housewives and network crime procedurals when nothing could compare to the thrill of watching live sports? It was a strange thought to pass through his head, which began to alarm the woman-turned-jock. Was her mind beginning to change to match the body she was now in? It was a worrisome concern, but Austin made a note to himself that if it got too bad, he could always swap them back before they lost all of their former personalities.

Breaking his train of thought, Becca quickly walked into the room, her body clad into an all-black workout outfit that only accentuated her body (despite her best attempts not to). “Holy shit babe, you look hot!” Austin said, his dick beginning to harden once more at the sight of his sexy girlfriend. Becca began to blush as she attempted to change the subject, asking if he was ready to go. Quickly hopping onto his feet, he grabbed the keys of his car and they made their way out of the apartment and drove to the gym.

As they both walked into the building, Austin quickly pulled Becca in for a peck on the lips as their paths diverged and they went about their workout. Now, for both individuals, the kiss was incredibly alluring and sexy to experience. Austin was turned on to feel the kiss of Becca’s soft lips and the scent of her sugary perfume while Becca was turned on by the scent of Austin’s cologne and the scratch of facial hair tickling her cheeks. Austin couldn’t help thinking about it as he walked over to the various machines and began to add weight that he never would have been able to lift in his former body. The thought of kissing Austin kept replaying in Becca’s mind as well as she walked towards a bench to begin working out. 

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While Austin was able to do grueling workouts that tested the limits of his new strength, Becca soon had to adapt to a new set of workouts to match her body. Rather than wanting to do the memorized workouts that would get her body incredibly buff, she aimed to get a nice and toned body instead that would hopefully make Becca more comfortable in her feminine skin. So, she aimed to do crunches, lunges, and a bunch of cardio to hopefully achieve that goal. 

Desperate to make her account super popular so she could win back her original body, Becca had begun to try and build up her social media presence with these workouts. Unfortunately, every attempt at a serious page devoted to sharing workout tips was failing in terms of likes and follows. With a newfound desperation, Becca was beginning to try any type of content to help build her popularity. Despite her uncomfortable feelings about her body, Becca took her best attempts at creating photos that would hopefully be deemed “sexy” enough to help build up her audience. Sure, it would most likely be horny men thirsting over body and girls wanting to shame her for showing off her body, but desperation was making Becca push all of those risks aside to make her famous and fast. 

To both Becca’s glee and dismay, the photos did their job and were quickly helping her skyrocket in followers. She had gone from a few hundred to over 10,000 throughout the past week, which was exactly what she wanted to be back in her manly form. If that rate of growth continued, Becca was sure that she would reach 100k followers and be back in her rightful body within a few months max! However, she couldn’t deny that, despite her annoyance, Austin’s influence was a big factor in her meteoric rise. She was appreciative, but she knew that Austin enjoyed the concept of being the knight in shining armor to help Becca grow in popularity. Plus, Austin was constantly talking about how “rock hard” those pictures made him, so Becca was sure that he was just sharing his girlfriend’s profile for bragging rights. Little did the sea of followers know that the imposter Austin was once the one residing in that feminine body...

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For Austin, there was newfound joy to working out in comparison to how he used to feel about it. In his former body, he only did it to grow closer to his partner since he loved it so much. However, now in this buff body, Austin could understand the appeal. It was an incredible turn-on to watch him push his body to the extreme, showcasing strength and skill that far surpassed his former body. It also didn’t help that his sea of followers ate up any content that he gave them, which only built his ego up more. It would take less than 5 minutes before his posts had reached thousands of likes and several comments from both men and women thirsting for him. He understood the appeal of a body like this and he reveled in it. Videos of him working out and pushing his body to the max were incredibly popular for his social media accounts, leading to several guys wishing to learn his secrets and get his help to get a body like that. If that trend continued, it seemed entirely possible that Austin could finally start that training program that “he” had so often dreamt of creating. 

While he got tons of love from online, he also got a fair share of wandering eyes and lustful stares in real life. Every time he came to the gym and worked out, he would catch several women checking him out and staring at the muscular hunk as he passed through each machine. Knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, Austin began to play towards those women with the grunts and stares that he gave them as he worked out. He knew that Becca saw him, but he didn’t care and it seemed like she didn’t either based on her constantly photographing herself. He was the king of the gym and every man, woman, and child deserved to know that. The gym was unleashing a cockiness that he had never believed was possible, but he still welcomed it. 

Of course, while he loved playing towards the several women looking at him, his eyes only wandered and explored the vision of his girlfriend’s body. Staring off as he continued to workout, he watched as Becca did sets of lunges, interspersed with her setting an automatic timer to take photos of her workouts. It’s no surprise that the sight quickly left Austin’s dick throbbing, but it also set off a little bit of sadness for Austin. He saw how much Becca showed off her body for her followers, but he wished that she would truly have the same sort of body empowerment that she exudes on camera in real life. He just really wished that she would just try to make the best of the situation. He understood that she wished to have her body back, but the body she currently had was quite a good alternative to have. Sure, adapting to the new gender is quite a mindfuck, but after a few days, Austin was able to adapt with ease. If Becca could just learn to let loose a little and stop being so uptight, Austin was sure that life wouldn’t be as miserable as she felt it was.

After finishing up their gym session and heading home, Austin picked up his mail and quickly flipped through the sea of letters he got. However, as he grabbed onto one envelope, his mouth formed a grin as he opened up a letter and read the contents. After they first swapped bodies, Austin figured that the best bet to help them both build connections in their new bodies and also have a vacation was to sign up for a fitness retreat. Sure, it was quite expensive, but Austin was willing to take the financial hit in hopes that it could help Becca let loose and have some fun for once. 

Opening up the letter, two guest pass badges fell out of the envelope and into his callused hands as he headed off to inform Becca about the trip. After informing her about the surprise trip, Austin was surprised to find his girlfriend furious and angrily screaming about the monetary cost and how dumb it was to waste money on that. Even as Austin tried to tell her that he assumed it would help her relax and feel better about her new body, Becca was still angry at the concept. This argument lasted throughout the night as they bickered back and forth for hours. However, to Austin’s surprise, just as they were about to pass out and fall asleep, he heard Becca whisper “Fine, I’ll go” before falling into a snoring fit. Smiling with glee, he fell asleep and prepared to head out the next morning.

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As Becca woke up and began to look around the room, the man-turned-woman was shocked to find that her bags were already packed by Austin, who was already loading up the car and preparing to head out. Despite it being 7 AM, the hunk had already found a way to get showered and pack everything while Becca was sleeping. With nothing else to do except get ready, Becca quickly showered and prepared for the trip. After putting on the pair of clothes that Austin set out for her, they hopped in the car and headed off towards the sand and the sea.

Upon their arrival at the hotel, Austin was eager to begin the relaxing weekend to try and help his girlfriend grow more comfortable. As they passed through the entrance and saw the hotel’s pool though, Austin’s mind went to a standstill as he began to think about his followers and their desire to know what he’s up to. Looking towards Becca, Austin asked for the couple to take a photo together to share their arrival at the retreat. Still uncomfortable to be in a photo with her former body, Becca refused the offer and opted to take the photo instead. Looking for a prop, Austin quickly peeled off his shirt and grabbed onto a life preserver and posed for the camera. Despite the hilarious aspect of him holding a life preserver with no experience at lifeguarding, Becca couldn’t help but feel an intense pang of desire flood her body as she took several photos. The look on Austin’s face displayed an intense and intimidating visage that made Becca shiver in lust. Not wanting to give in to these desires though, Becca quickly handed the phone back and began to make her way towards their room. 

Once they were in the room, Austin and Becca began to discuss what to do first on their weekend getaway. Upon suggesting going to the beach, Austin remembered Becca’s dilemma with her new body. Knowing that she would probably be uncomfortable with wearing a bathing suit in public at a popular beach first, Austin offered up a trial run to the hotel’s hot tub to try and help her grow comfortable. As Becca pulled out the brown bikini, she rolled her eyes and agreed to Austin’s suggestion. Heading into the bathroom, she tried to mentally prepare herself to be exposed in such little clothing. Quickly undressing, she pulled on the bikini, which surprisingly fit her body like a glove. However, this surprise only increased her anxiety to be in such revealing clothing.

Heading back into the bedroom, she glanced as Austin was in the process of putting on his swimsuit, his pert and defined ass bulging out as he pulled the fabric up and over his posterior. Turning around and catching a sight at Becca, Austin smiled and complimented her on her gorgeous form. “Wow, that looks amazing Becca! I knew that would look great on you!” he said, which caused Becca to blush at the glowing compliment from her boyfriend.

As they took the elevator down and walked to the outdoor hot tub, Becca was surprised to find those anxious nerves that usually consumed her psyche fading away. Walking out of the hotel and into the summer heat with Austin holding her hand, Becca felt surprisingly calm. Despite the revealing nature of the bikini causing the stares of several men in the hotel lobby, Becca felt that weird sense of pride re-emerge. Based on the looks of the men she saw, it was clear that she had a great body. Why should she constantly deny what Austin constantly compliments her about when the sights from those men only provide more evidence of him being correct. She had a rocking body and she was able to get the attention of anyone she desired. It was just like how she was used to getting that attention from the bulky physique from her former body. Those built muscles caused everyone to stare, much like the stares she receives now. The only difference is that the attention shifted from defined edges and angular shapes to the soft curves she now possessed. For the first time, as she walked down the stairs and into the hot tub, a smile began to emerge onto her face.

Looking at his girlfriend, a smile soon began to emerge on Austin’s face as well as he finally saw Becca begin to feel better. It was a long time coming, but it seemed like this vacation was just what she needed! He watched as her eyes looked around the pool, staring at the various men giving sensual glares at her. Much to his surprise, he watched as she leaned back and got her hair wet, her chest bulging out as if to tease the men (even if unintentionally). 

Not wanting to be outdone, Austin soon began to flex and show off his body, watching as the sea of people on the patio and hot tub were splitting their attention between the curvy Becca and the hunky Austin. It was incredibly hot to watch them both embrace their new bodies, Becca’s hands running down her sides for the first time while Austin kept flexing and sent several women and even some guys into a lustful state.

After both individuals enjoyed feeling the bubbling jets of the hot tub and showing off their bodies, they both soon called it quits and exited the hot tub as they began to make a beeline right to the beach. The fitness retreat was already underway and both Becca and Austin had now found excitement for what the retreat could offer them. However, both of their interests differed so just like their gym ritual, they quickly split off to do their own thing. While Becca was just wanting to explore the beach and maybe take some photos for her IG, Austin was looking to connect with some bigger fitness personalities to try and find a way to build his brand and turn it into a full career.

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As Becca sat down onto the hot sand and felt it coat her supple ass, Becca stared out at the waves crashing onto the shore and the tons of fit individuals playing volleyball and jogging on the beach. Feeling the coastal winds blowing her hair around, a sense of peace and tranquility began to overtake Becca’s mind. The sounds of the sea were soothing and only pushed her further towards accepting life and not stressing over everything. She was going to get her body back eventually, but given that it was going to take months, she thought she might as well try to enjoy those months before she goes back to being the chiseled hunk of man she once was. Maybe she should give in and embrace the new levels of romance that were emerging in this relationship... Becca smiled as she thought about Austin’s thoughtful gift of this surprise trip. She knew that this was beneficial for both of them, but this was exactly what the real Becca had been complaining about before the swap. The real Austin was never able to find a balance between fitness and the relationship, but the new Austin was seemingly doing it with ease. “Maybe this wasn’t as bad as I thought...” Becca thought as she laid down, closed her eyes and began to soak up all of the sun’s rays. 

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Meanwhile, Austin walked around the crowded beach, he caught sight of several huge influencers that the real Austin used to spend so much time talking about. He wished to have the same sort of career trajectory as these guys, so Austin assumed it was a good idea to try and introduce himself. To his surprise, the guys were incredibly calm and nice, complimenting him on his godly physique. Austin of course returned the compliments, specifying a part of their body that Austin wished he could have like their wide biceps or hefty pectorals. Both guys seemed to have taken a liking to Austin’s attitude, so one of the guys had them take a photo together to hopefully send some of his followers Austin’s way. It was incredibly sweet that he kept thanking him for the support. Walking around the beach together, the men continued to talk about their career goals and talked about the possibility of making all of their goals come true while working together…

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“Hey girl, what are you doing here all alone?” Becca heard, her eyes opening and staring up at a hulking man. She sat up, startled by the sight of the burly man. “Uh, I’m not here alone. My boyfriend is over there…” Becca said, her voice trembling as she spoke. Quickly standing up, she caught sight of the man, who easily towered over her. As she looked up at the man, it only emphasized their size difference and how much smaller Becca now was in this body. “He’s not here though… is he?” the man said, his voice slurring as Becca could smell the taste of alcohol on his breath. Looking Becca up and down, the intoxicated man clearly liked what he saw as one side of his mouth curled into a devilish grin that sent shivers down Becca’s spine.

Before Becca could say anything, the man stumbled as he came up and wrapped his arms around her. She attempted to struggle, but due to the lost strength she once had, she was unable to break free from the man’s grip despite his drunken state. As his hands moved further down and grabbed onto her ass, Becca cried out in annoyance. “Get off of me asshole!” she said, which only caused the man to talk under his breath and continue squeezing her ass. Eager to get him off, she remembered a man’s greatest weakness and tilted her knee back. With as much force as she could muster, she brought her knee forward, hitting the man right in the crotch and sending him crying out onto the ground.  

“Fuck you asshole!” Becca cried out, looking up and watching as Austin sprinted towards her. With incredible haste, Austin came up to Becca in seconds, rapidly asking “Are you ok babe?”. As Becca nodded her head yes, Austin quickly directed his attention to the man still laying on the ground. Grabbing him by his collar and pulling him up to his feet, Austin wasted no time yelling directly into the man’s face. “What the FUCK is your problem asshole? Why are your hands all over my girlfriend? I oughta beat your ass for treating a woman like that…” he cried out, leaving the man blubbering like a baby as he now lost all power as the broad biceps of Austin only further intimidated the man about the asskicking he could get. 

Pulling back his fist, Austin began punching the man, displaying his strength for a good cause as he taught a creepy drunk asshole a lesson. He knew that men could be assholes towards women based on his previous experiences as Becca, but now that he was Austin, he was adamant about trying to protect Becca from experiencing the same thing she once did. Sure, this was more extreme, but this behavior deserved punishment and with a body like this, Austin could actually do something about it. After a few more punches, Austin dropped the man onto the sand, where he continued to whine and apologize for his behavior. “Don’t you ever touch a woman like that again you fucker…” Austin said as he glared down at the man to continue intimidating him. “Now get out of here before I fully fuck you up for touching my girlfriend like that” Austin continued, which sent the man sprinting out of the beach, his body continued to tumble over as he scolded himself for being so wasted. With one hand on his bleeding and contorted nose, he eventually disappeared in the crowd and away from the shaken Becca.

As Becca stepped back and stared at the events unfolding, she felt so disgusted about what had just happened to her. It felt demeaning to be treated like an item by a man like that, so it felt good to finally give some comeuppance with that swift knee to the dick. Despite her disgust and now feeling incredibly self-conscious, she felt even better as she watched Austin come up and teach that man a lesson. Although this wasn’t intentional, there was an intense attraction that was emerging from Becca as she watched Austin display his strength and protect her like that. It was incredibly hot to witness, so it was no surprise that the gates of Becca’s mental barriers began to finally crumble like a wave crashing into a sandcastle. No longer wanting to resist her desire, she gave into the lust she felt for Austin and the pure love she had for him.

With the rush of all of these hormones and intense desire, her mind grew frazzled and she sought some form of solitude to cope with these new feelings. As a result, she quickly sprinted off towards the hotel and rushed into the first available bathroom. Locking the door behind her, she looked in the mirror and felt overwhelmed by all of the emotions she felt. She felt gross by that man’s behavior, but she felt intense appreciation to actually have someone stand up for her given that the other beach goers did nothing about it. Turning on the sink, she splashed water on her face and attempted to collect herself until a knock on the door alerted her. “Hey babe, it’s me” the voice of her boyfriend said, which caused her to slowly move towards the door and lean against it. “Hey, I just need a second ok…” Becca said, her voice trying to remain clear and concise despite still feeling shaky for a variety of reasons. Austin responded with a “Can I please come in?”, which Becca begrudgingly agreed to. 

As she opened the door and Austin rushed in, she stared at him as he began to apologize for that man’s behavior and ask if she was ok. Before she could respond, Austin quickly walked up and pulled her into a tight hug while he put a hand on her back, rubbing it while telling her that it would be ok. “Thank you for protecting me, I don’t know why no one else came to help…” Becca said, her voice having a twinge of anger at how ignorant everyone else on the beach was. 

“Of course I would protect you… I love you so much” Austin said, his voice soothing her and causing her to look up at him flashing a smile at her. Unable to resist her feelings any longer, she reached up and pulled him in for a kiss. As she pulled back and looked up flashing a smile at him, Austin put his hand around her head as he leaned down and returned the kiss passionately. Within no time, their kissing began to speed up, growing more and more frantic as tongue began to make an increased appearance. 

Wrapping his arms around Becca’s waist, Austin pulled her up and set her on the marble countertop and continued to make out with her. With each kiss and display of strength, Becca was fully invested in her lust as she moaned Austin’s name between kisses and gasped as he felt every inch of his body with his soft and delicate touch. While Austin had such a bulky and broad physique, his previous experience as Becca allowed him to know just how to treat a woman’s body, which was much appreciated, especially after Becca’s situation on the beach. 

With a raging boner in Austin’s pants and an intense need manifesting inside of Becca, the couple quickly went up to their bedroom and had a long session of passionate sex filled with pleasurable moans and sensual touching…

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As the couple quickly began to get dressed again, they both had felt a surprisingly sense of euphoria permeate through their bodies. Despite her apprehension, Becca was incredibly happy with her first sexual experience as a woman. The new Austin was a sensual lover who knew just how to treat her body, so it was most definitely the best possible experience she could have. This notion worked inversely as well, as Becca knew all of the best ways to pleasure a man, especially one in her former body. 

After taking a break to get food and relax some more, the couple soon made a plan to head to the beach once more. Despite Becca’s initial worry, Austin vowed to be by her side every step of the way this time, which helped ease her mind. As they walked down the stairs and out onto the beachfront, Becca looked at a storage container placed on the beach. Seeing a sea of workout equipment on it, Becca got an idea. “How about we take a photo together?” she said, which Austin quickly agreed to. Handing their phones off to another fitness influencer nearby, the buff woman began to take some photos of the couple, who now both seemed the most content that they had ever been. Once they got their phones back, Austin pondered what to do next. “Should we post these to Instagram?” he asked, which caused Becca to not hesitate with her answer. “You can put it on Instagram, that’s fine with me. I just wanted to have this for my own enjoyment” she said, flashing a smile at her boyfriend. 

As Austin posted the photo and tagged Becca in it, they both began to chuckle as their phones both began to go off with a sea of likes and follows flooding in. However, at this current moment, neither of them cared about that. Putting their phones away, the couple began to walk hand and hand down the beach. Despite any hardships they faced, the couple couldn’t deny how happy they felt now that they had truly learned to understand each other.

EPILOGUE:

It had been 3 months since Becca and Austin’s vacation at the fitness retreat, and during that time, a lot had changed for the couple. In regards to the original bet for Becca to regain her male body, the ever-popular Instagram vixen had already passed the initial goal of 100k followers. Despite reaching the requirement, Becca had never wanted to swap back despite Austin often reminding her of reaching the agreed-upon goal. 

In the months since the fitness retreat, Becca had grown more and more comfortable with her body to the point where it was no longer an act when she took photos for her social media. In fact, the level of body-positivity that she displayed was incredibly appealing to several brands who were wanting to support people like her and also take advantage of her growing fanbase. Her content had also grown beyond simple photos of her breasts, curves, and ass, with her now mixing in educational content involving self-defense moves and tips to help spread the word about preventing situations like what happened to her on that sandy beach. She loved the curves she now had and the looks that she got around the gym. Hell, she had even made friends with several of the girls that used to thirst over her former male body and now they hung out often both in and out of the gym. Life was good and the sex was incredible for Becca, which only made her scold herself for holding out so long from the irresistible pleasure she now felt from Austin’s touch and his impressive dick.

Speaking of Austin, life had been incredibly great for the hunk in the months after. After the retreat, Austin kept in constant contact with the two men that he had befriended. In fact, those guys actually followed through with their plan to create a company together and actually invited Austin to join them. So, within those three months, Austin was now a an equal partner in a fitness business that was rapidly growing. Currently, the business involved creating online programs that clients could pick and choose from for their ideal gym transformation, but their endgame was to eventually create their own gym franchises. Although most would assume this to be a pie in the sky idea, with each passing week only adding to their online following and clientele, it seemed incredibly likely that a very lucrative career was building for Austin.

In terms of the relationship, the couple had never been in a better place. Nights of being separated were now spent together, with each partner taking turns cooking dinner and picking a movie to watch. Thanks to the swap, their relationship was completely repaired, with both Becca and Austin now finding a perfect balance between a career and the relationship. In fact, there were even online rumors swirling in the fitness community about Austin preparing to pop the question to his girlfriend. Sure, Becca had seen the comments, but she quickly dismissed them. It wasn’t a good idea to get too invested in the power of social media, even if it was most likely true. Regardless, Becca now preferred a surprise, especially since that surprise magical swap had changed both of their lives for the better…

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A Change Of Possession

When Lindsay Thomas first thought that attending a Cincinnati Bengals football game with her boyfriend Aaron would be the death of her, she didn’t think that it would literally happen. But alas, Aaron’s eagerness to get to the stadium and witness his favorite team play led to his foot pressing down a little bit too hard and causing the car to reach dangerous levels of speed. All it took was one unaware driver to attempt a lane change and Aaron’s reflexes to avoid a collision failed miserably as the car spun out and ended up flipping and barrel rolling countless times. Throughout this endeavor, Lindsay had no chance to really comprehend what was going on. One second she was scrolling through social media and liking posts about her friend’s newest engagement, then suddenly there was a moment of intense pain before everything faded away into complete darkness…

Although the darkness was quite inviting to Lindsay, it seemed as though it wasn’t quite her time to move on as a stark white light was filling the dark tunnel that her soul was traveling through. As she finally was encompassed by the light, the woman slowly parted her eyelids and gasped at what she saw. Instead of seeing the pearly gates of heaven, she found herself standing in front of Paycor Stadium, the home of the Cincinnati Bengals.

Looking around in shock, the woman watched as fans stood outside the security turnstiles excitedly chatting with others in line. Despite her loudest attempts to get someone’s attention and ask what’s happening to her, it seemed as though no one else could hear her. On the verge of a breakdown due to the overstimulation of both going through a car crash and seeing this vast sea of fans ignore her, the woman lifted her hands up towards her face so she could cry into them. But upon doing so, the woman stopped as she saw that instead of the lightly tanned complexion that she often sported, Lindsay was now stuck with a ghastly blue complexion. Unfortunately though, the realization of what happened to her quickly became apparent as she watched a small slip of paper suddenly blow through the wind and pass directly through her hand as it tumbled down to the ground. Holy shit, I’m a ghost!

Although the woman was quite literally on the verge of a breakdown, this was ultimately hindered for the time being as a familiar voice loudly called her name. Lifting her eyes up and looking around, the woman gasped in relief as she saw a specter version of Aaron levitating above the crowd searching for her. As she began to run towards her high-flying boyfriend, she soon found that each stride was taking longer and longer for her feet to touch the ground as she remained in the air for a few milliseconds. Luckily though, this revelation was finally the knowledge she needed to propel herself up towards her boyfriend. Now at a rapid pace, the girl pushed off from the ground and slowly levitated up towards Aaron, who had finally found her and smiled widely.

Upon grabbing onto each other, the duo were relieved to find that they could physically hold each other given the fact that they were unable to feel anything else as they walked on the ground and over scattered trash. As they embraced and held each other into a tight hug, the duo were relieved to be reunited once more despite the tragic consequences.

Looking for a place more quiet than the rowdy lines outside the stadium, Aaron led the way for the couple to phase through the iron gates surrounding the venue and into the stadium itself. As they finally found themselves inside the inner halls of the stadium where the staff worked, the duo talked and tried their best to figure out what was going on. So while the circumstances surrounding it were fuzzy for some reason, the duo were confident in the fact that they had both somehow perished on the way to the football game. Yet as they were beginning to pass towards a bright light, the couple both found themselves outside the venue for some reason. Although they were unsure why this was occurring and whether it was due to unfinished business, the couple were sure of the fact that they didn’t want to ascend to the afterlife. They were young and still had lives to lead, so they didn’t want to give it up no matter how appealing the concept of the afterlife sounded. As such, it was Aaron who quickly proposed the idea of using their ghostly forms to possess someone at the stadium. Unsure of what was going on but with no other options, Lindsay listened intently as her boyfriend proposed the concept of possessing a Bengals football player and cheerleader so they could continue to be together in perfectly hunky bodies. 

Although Lindsay countered his idea with her own of just settling for another young couple attending the game, Aaron was able to quickly convince her that since they’re ghosts now they might as well go for something different than what they used to be. So despite the crazy plan that Aaron had proposed of taking over two unsuspecting peoples’ lives and the moral dilemma that continued to run through her mind, Lindsay was willing to try anything to get a second chance at life and thus eagerly agreed with Aaron’s idea.

As the couple slowly levitated through the inner halls of the stadium, Lindsay couldn’t help but jump as Aaron suddenly broke their silence with a loud gasp. “Oh shit, it’s Logan Wilson. He’s a great player” he exclaimed, extending a hand out and pointing towards a man quickly pacing down the hall. Although that name certainly meant nothing to Lindsay, a quick glance at his body made her instantly swoon. With his gorgeous visage (she was a sucker for a strong and prominent nose and nice plump lips) and slightly muscular physique that easily filled out his clothing, she immediately found herself encouraging her boyfriend to take him over. Envisioning having her boyfriend inside that body pleasuring her was quite an erotic sight, so she was quite relieved watching as Aaron built up the momentum and rushed towards the hunk. 

Given the fact that no human could see their presence, Logan was completely unaware of the spirit that was rushing towards him before it was too late. Upon watching as Aaron made an impact head-first into Logan’s firm chest, Lindsay watched in worry as the spectral version of her boyfriend fully disappeared within the player’s torso. For several seconds, she watched in worry for any sign that Aaron’s plan had been a success.

Soon, an answer came as Logan’s emotionless face suddenly shifted into a wide smirk. “It worked,” he quietly said, trying his best to keep his voice low to inform his girlfriend of what’s going on. 

Although Lindsay herself couldn’t feel any real sensations due to her ghostly form, she knew that that voice would give her butterflies in her stomach if she still had one! Even though Logan’s voice was fairly normal for an adult male, there was this underlying sense of deep dopeyness within it that left Lindsay swooning even more. She loved that Aaron was an accomplished journalist and all, but the concept of having her frail and weak boyfriend in the body of a hunky himbo was a dream come true.  

“Linds, I can’t see you anymore, but it worked. I’m Logan Wilson now! Go find a body as fast as you can,” he said with a smile, taking a moment to drop his bag and take a look at his two hands. After observing the wider and slightly callused hands that were fitting for a linebacker, Aaron couldn’t resist taking a moment to subtly run these hands along his body and feel the ripples of Logan’s abs and slight hills of his pecs. Upon cheekily taking a moment to lift the waistband of the player’s pants and underwear to take a quick glance at his new and improved manhood, the man smirked as he lifted his arms and flexed. Upon glancing at his modest biceps for a moment, the man’s attention was quickly caught by the brand new ink that he would be rocking while inside Logan’s body. Despite not being overly religious, Aaron was more than willing to go along with the cross tattoo due to just how badass he thought it looked on him.

While Aaron continued to flex and check out his new body, Lindsay was very much enjoying the view as she further fantasized about how much she was going to love kissing her boyfriend’s gorgeous new face and worshiping his muscles. Just as the two of them continued to check out more of Logan’s body, a loud voice down the hallway suddenly interrupted both of them. 

“Wilson, where the fuck have you been!?” 

As Lindsay and Aaron both looked up, they watched as a buff older man was angrily marching towards the two of them. Of course, as soon as he stopped in front of Aaron and began speaking to him, Lindsay reminded herself that there was no way that the man was speaking to her. Due to this, she observed as the older man, whose badge indicated him to be part of the coaching staff, grilled the possessed football player about not being in the locker room to get ready since the game was about to start. 

Trying his best to defuse the situation, Aaron apologized and said that he was running a bit late but he was ready to go. Given the fact that he couldn’t see where his girlfriend was anymore, the man’s eyes rapidly darted around as the coach grabbed onto Logan’s shirt sleeve and began to tug him towards the locker room. As he slowly mouthed for Lindsay to go find a body as soon as possible, the brand new hunk was ultimately pulled away into the thick crowd of staff heading towards the locker room.

Now with Aaron inside Logan’s body and being dragged away by someone on the coaching staff, Lindsay found herself feeling increased pressure to figure out a new host body fast. Understandably, there was a lingering sense of fear that waiting too long would cause her soul to get pulled back into the vast darkness as she traversed to the other side (whatever that may be). As such, Lindsay used her newfound gift of levitation to quickly bob and weave her way through the busy inner halls of the stadium in search of a new body.

Luckily, it didn’t take long before Lindsay’s eyes focused on a woman decked out in a cheerleading uniform. Although her back was turned while talking with someone and Lindsay could only see the woman’s slim and curvy figure along with her voluminous blonde hair that fell down past her shoulder blades, the recently deceased ghost was more than willing to accept it as her new body. As such, the female spirit propelled herself faster and faster in hopes of claiming her new life.

Unfortunately for Lindsay, it seemed as though the cheerleader had finished up her conversation as she suddenly turned and began to walk away. Given the rapid speeds she was traveling at, the woman was unable to slow herself down as she found herself slingshotting directly into the cheerleader’s chatting partner - a bulky football player. “Oh fuck no,” she exclaimed, trying her best to change her trajectory and curve past the football player to continue her plan of possessing the cheerleader. Although she was certainly willing to accept mostly any bodies so she could get a second chance to live again, trading her gender and becoming a man was a nightmare scenario for her. Despite loathing the concept, it soon became clear that her fate had been sealed as Lindsay closed her eyes while her spirit rushed directly towards the hunk and shot itself directly into his open mouth. 

Upon making contact with the back of the man’s throat, the impact of Lindsay’s soul provided an unintended side effect as the player suddenly tumbled back before falling back and landing on the hard concrete floor. Although Lindsay was still seeing darkness due to closing her eyes in fear of the impact, the addition of a nice warmth calmed the woman as she realized that she was feeling firm and corporeal once more. On top of this, the random sound of some low volume rap music filled Lindsay’s head and proved that she certainly wasn’t a ghost anymore. Despite only listening to upbeat pop music in her old life, she was more than willing to accept the mumble rap as a sign of success. Along with this realization , the sudden reappearance of physical sensations like pain against her head, shoulders, and ass further proved that her possession attempt was a success.

As such, Lindsay slowly peeled her eyes open and gasped as she found countless people hovering over her. Gasping in shock, the woman was caught off-guard as several members of staff (as evident by the badges hung around their necks) extended a hand out towards her and asked about if the man was ok. Through this sudden onslaught of questions, Lindsay was able to quickly pick up on the name of the man she was currently inside - Sam. Upon extending a hand out and allowing the staff to help her back up to the ground, the woman shook her head and rapidly blinked her eyes due to the intense migraine against the back of her head. 

Upon lifting an arm up to check on the pain at the back of hunk’s wide head, Lindsay’s eyes widened as she caught sight of the thick bulging bicep that limited how far she could extend her arm back. Just from the quick glance she made at it, Lindsay knew for a fact that the man’s bicep was bigger than one of her old thighs! Still quite dazed from the possession, Lindsay allowed herself to be led away by staff as they told her that they were going to have the team doctor make sure that the fall hadn’t given the football player a concussion. 

Throughout this entire walk, Lindsay then got her first opportunity to realize just how broad, bulky, and manly she was now. Instead of being a dainty woman with a modelesque figure, she felt gigantic as this imposing football player that was fully stacked with firm muscle. On top of that, each step that loudly pounded across the floor gave way to several new sensations. Firstly, the man’s sizable thighs caused Lindsay to adjust her gait to compensate in order to avoid any unnecessary chafing. Moving to her rear end, Sam’s sizable but firm ass couldn’t help but wobble slightly with each powerful step she took. 

Although these were certainly significant changes for her to adapt to, the sensation of a slight bounce in the crotch area revealed a semi-firm boner in Sam’s pants (which was clearly due to his attraction to the cheerleader he had been talking to previously) and caused the woman to comprehend that she was now in possession of a cock instead of a pussy. Continuing to think about the difference between her female form and Sam’s masculine one, a quick glance down at the tight compression shirt that Sam was wearing revealed two thick slabs of pectorals that were somehow bigger than her small A-cup breasts! This man was absolutely built to be a dominant force in athletics, which left Lindsay rightfully worried about her new life given the fact that she had no knowledge about football.

After arriving into the small room and sitting down on an examination table, the woman anxiously fiddled her wider and meatier thumbs upon waiting for the doctor’s arrival. Once the small middle-aged doctor arrived, he wasted no time going through a quick concussion test to check on the status of the Bengals player. After having the possessed player go through balance and visual tests that the new Sam passed with flying colors, the cognitive evaluation was where things got a bit more dicey. Although Lindsay was able to successfully confirm that the player’s name was Sam and that he was a player on the Cincinnati Bengals, other questions such as his birthday and last name left the woman understandably stumped. Luckily though, the doctor was more than willing to provide those details to the new man and then ask him to repeat them back to him.

“My name is Sam Hubbard and I’m a player on the Cincinnati Bengals. I was born June 29th, 1995,” the brand new player puppeted back to the man, which was seemingly enough for the doctor to clear the hunk for play and send him off to the locker room. Despite her best objections due to the fear of not knowing how to play, the doctor remained committed to his decision and had the staff ultimately escort Lindsay back to the locker room.

Upon arriving into the locker room, Lindsay awkwardly returned pleasantries to other players who seemingly had a close relationship to the real Sam as she searched for the body that she had seen her boyfriend possess earlier. Despite the hecticness of the crowded room of countless hunks in various stages of undress, Sam was finally able to find Aaron in his hunky new body and pull him back to a more secluded area of the locker room.

Of course, Aaron tried his best to pretend as if he was the real Logan Wilson, but this facade quickly fell as Sam revealed the truth behind who was in control of this body. Understandably, Aaron was quite concerned about the status of his girlfriend given the fact that the cheerleader plan had clearly gone awry. Although it was certainly not something the former Lindsay was finally coming around to, she quickly pushed that aside as a more pressing matter emerged - her lack of football knowledge and skill. 

So after the new Logan Wilson gave a quick crash course on Sam’s position and what he was expected to do on the field, Lindsay was quite concerned about the prospects of having to stand her ground and be a strong defensive force. Luckily though, Aaron revealed that he would be on the field with her and could help her as best as he could in between plays to give her tips. Before the two could continue coming up with a plan, the Bengals coach finally arrived and gave a rousing pep talk as Lindsay stripped out of Sam’s tight clothing and slipped into his football gear and uniform. The woman finished just in time as the coach finished speaking and began to lead the team out to the now-full stadium of players eagerly awaiting for an incredible football game.

Despite a few hiccups throughout, Lindsay was able to slowly understand Sam’s position and do her best to prevent the Bengals’ opponent from progressing further down the field with Aaron’s encouraging words. Luckily, his impressive and well-built physique was a saving grace in helping stop the opponents dead in their tracks as they were unable to move Lindsay’s new bulky body an inch. By the end of the game, the Bengals defense was able to completely decimate the offense and thus allow their offense to beat the other team by over 30 points. Amusingly, the commentators after the game singled out two key performers in the game - Bengals linebacker Logan Wilson and defensive end Sam Hubbard. 

Although in time Aaron would discover that he was now married with a wife and had no attraction at all towards Sam Hubbard’s body, this turned out to be perfectly fine as Lindsay had some changes of her own. While Lindsay hadn’t become married by possessing Sam, she did in fact gain Sam’s heterosexuality. In fact, she was able to find a new girlfriend that left her quite amused. Throughout happenstance, Lindsay found herself dating the Bengals cheerleader that she had originally planned on possessing. Although she hadn’t found any attraction originally to the woman’s curvy figure and perky ass, it was now one of Lindsay’s favorite things about her new girlfriend whenever the couple undressed and began to fool around in bed. Given the fact that she used to be a woman herself, Lindsay was quite amused by just how wonderfully she was able to take care of her new girlfriend by making sure she was constantly sexually fulfilled via vaginal or oral sex.

So while the couple ultimately did end up going their own separate ways by gaining these new bodies, Lindsay and Aaron still remained the closest of friends both on and off the field. While playing football the duo were able to be an unstoppable force for the Bengals defense, while off the field they loved to spend their free time working out or hanging out at each other’s places to play video games and watch football together. Although it was safe to say that this wasn’t the life either individual had planned for themselves, Lindsay and Aaron were determined to take advantage of their second chance of life as best they could!

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Dad, Be Careful What You Wish For...

Ever since she was born, Brooke wanted nothing more than to gain her father Brad’s approval and love. Even from a young age, she was aware of the fact that she wasn’t the child he had expected. He was seemingly dead-set on having a son, so despite the confirmation of his wife being pregnant with a girl, he still set up a more masculine bedroom for his first child. No matter how hard he tried though, he was unable to make Brooke as athletic and manly as he desired… and he was quite pissed about that. 

Whenever his wife would work a night shift, Brad would force his daughter to watch ESPN with him while making sure to share his anger with his young daughter after having a few too many beers. “I really wish that you had been a boy,” he would say with a drunken slur, “I’d rather have no child than some bratty little girl”. Of course, these statements only furthered Brooke’s own shame in regards to her gender. 

This wasn’t the only sexism that Brad displayed though, as his wife was forced to subscribe into conventional gender roles (such as making dinner and doing all of the chores around the house) while actually working two jobs to provide for the family. No matter how hard she tried to fight back and assert herself, Brad was quick to dismiss her and knock her down a few pegs. As such, it wasn’t a surprise that she finally got up the courage to divorce Brad and flee from the state. While Brooke totally understood why her mom left, there was still some resentment felt as she was now forced by her father to pick up the slack and do those household chores for the family. 

No matter how hard she tried to be athletic though to win some approval from her father, she was never able to make it onto the basketball or cheerleading teams as her lack of hand-eye coordination consistently prevented her from ever making the final cut. Luckily for Brooke though, some relief from Brad’s constant athletic-related torment came when Braeden and Brighton were born when she was 6. The twin brothers were able to be easily molded into the athletic jocks that Brad had always wanted to help create, which was made especially clear as the trio sat in the living room watching sports and cheering while Brooke was forced to clean up their messes and keep the house looking clean. 

This fact was even more of a devastating blow as she made it through high school and found herself constantly coming face-to-face with old photos of her father plastered at the school’s athletic hall of fame display. With so many sad and pathetic try-outs under her belt, it had become clear to her that this innate ability to play sports wasn’t something that she had inherited from her father. Instead of putting her body through an intense workout in a gym or on a court though, she did end up finding a favorite pastime that kept her interest. Almost every day after school, she would head to her local library and study countless topics to keep her mind constantly learning new and interesting information. Despite this interest though, her father certainly didn’t approve and constantly ridiculed her for being a “pathetic wimp”. As such, it wasn’t much of a surprise that she felt constantly ashamed to be the daughter of such a well-renowned jock. 

Even as she moved on to a local community college, she couldn’t escape hearing about the impressive senior twins at the nearby high school who were surely both on their way towards a full ride athletic scholarship anywhere they wanted. Due to the constant praise about her siblings while she remained completely ignored by both the city and her family, it wasn’t much of a surprise that she felt constantly ashamed to be the nerdy daughter of such a well-renowned athletic family. In fact, she had grown so depressed that she almost always fell asleep wishing that her life could change for the better. 

One day after arriving home after some classes at the college, the 23-year-old was feeling especially upset due to the fact that news had broken that her twin brothers had not only won a full-ride scholarship for their sports abilities, but they also decided to attend her dream school. Upon dropping her bag onto the floor, Brooke felt completely exhausted and emotionally broken. So as soon as she fell back into her bed, Brooke allowed a few tears to run down her cheeks as she slowly cried herself to sleep. As she drifted off into unconsciousness, there were so many thoughts running through her head. She wanted so badly to be respected by her father and brothers, her mind couldn’t help but feel intense rage towards them. Just because she was some average girl not gifted with insane athletic ability didn’t make her useless! “I wish I had been a boy,” she slowly said under her breath, the last words she spoke before finally falling asleep. Unknown to her, the universe heard every thought and word that she muttered and began to help her achieve her dreams and fulfill her wishes… 

* * * * * 

As the early morning chimes of an alarm rang out in Brooke’s bedroom, a hand was quick to come out from under the covers and turn it off. But instead of Brooke’s pale and dainty arm coming out of the sheets, a tanned, buff, and hairy arm was what quickly slammed down onto the clock. As this same arm ripped away the covers and sat up in the bed, it soon became that the former Brooke had become replaced with an absolute hunky stud of a man. Instead of golden blonde hair and an average-looking face, this new brown-haired individual was graced with modelesque features and impressive facial hair. Even as the man widely yawned aloud and stretched out his arms, he still looked absolutely gorgeous while doing it. Upon rubbing his eyes a few times, the man finally got himself out of bed and started to make his way towards the bathroom. As he passed the threshold of the doorway, he quickly closed the door and flicked on the bathroom light. 

While waiting for the shower water to warm up, the man took the opportunity to check himself out in the mirror. It was at this point where it soon became clear that the body of a formerly meek and nervous woman was gone besides one remnant - their shared deep brown eyes.

Besides that though, the man standing in the mirror was a far cry from the woman she used to be. But for the original girl who had made that tearful wish, she had no way of knowing what had happened to her as her mind was also completely transformed. Instead of the name Brooke, the only name that came to mind was Brock, which was most certainly befitting of a bonafide stud like him. His body was the most noticeable difference as his average and slightly toned physique was blessed overnight with incredible musculature: biceps, pecs, and abs that surely would have taken years of hard work. But in his mind, he had undergone all of that hard work as memories conjured up reminded Brock of his upbringing.

From as soon as he could walk, Brock was a naturally athletic and active man. Throughout his childhood, he played countless sports and still found himself eager for more. It was a bit of a chore for his mother to drive him to every possible game and tournament, but she was still willing to do it for her own child’s happiness. Luckily, the man soon found the perfect area to tire himself out: the gym. As soon as he was given a gym membership for his 14th birthday, Brock practically lived there whenever he wasn’t at school or at practice. 

Along with these memories, Brock also learned more about the new relationship he had with his father. For years, they had been incredibly close, but as Brock continued to mature and grow bigger and bigger, some strain emerged in their relationship. Clearly, Brad was intimidated by his son’s physique as he grew bigger than he had ever been, but nothing left him angrier than his son’s success in all of the same sports that he played in high school. One-by-one, Brock found himself beating his father’s long-held records to the point where the high school’s athletic hall of fame display was primarily composed of photos of Brock’s young jock self. Due to this, their relationship had this one-sided beef due to Brad’s intense jealousy. However, this shifting in personality made it so Brock loved that jealousy as he loved getting under his dad’s skin. In fact, there were many memories that even involved him taunting his dad by calling him “short stuff” or stating that he was looking smaller than usual. In many ways, these little jabs against his father only pushed him to get bigger and hunkier than his father ever could be! 

When it came to his other memories regarding his family, the relationship he had with his brothers seemed to be rather standard. Given his status as the buff older brother, there wasn’t a moment that went by where he wasn’t tormenting them in clear displays of his power (both physically and mental). Whenever they were distracted, Brock loved nothing more than sneaking up on them and pulling them into a headlock. It was always humorous to watch them struggle against the bulge of his bicep and dampness of his armpits, so even when they begged him to stop, Brock refused to ruin the fun he was having. 

While he was certainly enjoying his trip down memory lane, the steam billowing above the shower curtain told Brock that it was finally time to get washed up. So upon stripping out of his clothes, he took a moment to admire his muscular ass and above-average cock before stepping in and washing every inch of his broad and buff body. 

Once he had headed back to his bedroom and got dressed, he wasted no time grabbing onto his gym bag and making his way down to the kitchen. The area was rather hectic as Brock’s brothers were making a racket while Brad sat in the adjoined living room drinking coffee and watching ESPN. To Brock, this worked to his advantage though as he took the opportunity to sneak up on Braeden and do his usual headlock gag. 

“Pfft, Brock stop!” Braeden attempted to say, only to be stopped by finding his face coming face-to-face with Brock’s still slightly damp armpit. Chuckling as his young brother flailed in search of an escape, the buff older brother finally let go of Braeden and watched him fall back away from him. “Gosh bro, why do you always have to do this shit?” Braeden angrily said, trying to be intimidating but clearly failing due to his smaller build. 

“Because it’s funny when you whine like a bitch afterwards,” Brock said with a smirk, slugging his brother lightly in the shoulder before making his way over to the kitchen counter. Upon arriving, the stud began to instinctively make his usual morning protein shake before he headed off to the gym. Throughout this entire process, the two brothers were doe-eyed while talking to their brother. Clearly, despite his torment they still admired him and aspired to be as big as him one day. It was a pleasing thought to Brock as well, especially as he’s always desired to have the most respect out of anyone else in the room at all times. 

“So, when do you think you’ll finally let us be in one of your videos?” Brighton asked, trying his best to evoke puppy dog eyes while asking the same age-old question to his brother. Ever since he was 16, Brock had created social media accounts that documented his muscle growth and various routines. To his surprise though, his account “brocktherock” went super viral around his 18th birthday due to his hunkiness and affinity towards thirst trap videos, which quickly turned him into an overnight sensation. Before long, Brock had dropped out of college to embrace his workout dreams by turning his account into something that shared both knowledgeable workout tips and tricks along with consistent thirst trap material that always brought more people into his sizable following. 

With the creation of this “brocktherock” brand, this allowed him to quickly become quite wealthy from all of the brand deals, modeling gigs, and offers to pay for personal training he received. Although he still lived in his childhood home, the 26-year-old hunk was thinking strategically by living off of his father’s hard work and saving his cash until he could fully move out and buy a full place of his own. 

Returning back to the question posed, Brock shook his head and delivered the same response. “I don’t think you’re ready yet bud, maybe when you’re a bit bigger!” he said, cushioning the blow with a slight pat on the 18-year-old’s shoulder and a flash of his pearly white smile. As he turned off the blender and transferred the drink into one of his workout bottles, Brock quickly grabbed his bag and began to head towards the front door. 

Upon seeing his father though, Brock stopped dead in his tracks and turned towards him. “Hey, just wanted to let you know I’m heading to the gym to film another video. Gotta make sure to document all of these gains!” he said, chuckling to himself as Brad stared at him with intense fury in his eyes. But just as he began to move back towards the door, Brock stopped himself to give one final jab towards his father. “Hey pop, are you looking smaller than usual? I know it’s hard to stay buff at your age, but if you ever want any tips, I’m more than liking to help train you!” he smugly said, lifting up a bicep and flexing before finally making his exit from the house. 

While Brooke hadn’t intended for her wish to turn her into a shift into a buff stud even cockier than her dad and brothers, it was most definitely a necessary transformation. No more would she ever feel ignored or disrespected, especially when it came to her dad and brothers. The brothers adored Brock and essentially worshiped the ground he walked on while Brad was filled to the brim with jealousy and anger. He had always wanted a son to be athletic and hunky like him, but he never could have imagined that he could have ever created someone that was even more attractive and bigger than him!

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