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I'm getting so HUGE! These powers are so addicting. Everytime I pass the gym now, I'm stealing someone's muscles. But can you blame me? I mean look at me! I'm practically busting out of my clothes with muscle! I'm so fucking hot now! So no, I don't think I'll be stopping anytime soon.

“See, I told you I could steal that guy’s muscles,” I said.

My friend Billy just stood there poking my muscles in disbelief. “How does that even work?” he asked.

“I don’t know, man, I just think about it and it happens. That’s why I’m super buff and that former bodybuilder is skinny,” I said while flexing my stolen goods.

“Would it- well, would it work on me?” Billy asked.

I grinned and pointed at the gym across the street. “Let’s find out!”

Dirk felt extremely odd now. Just a short while ago he’d been working at the gym. He had gone into the locker room after completing his workout but felt a bit woozy and sat down. A wave of sleepiness had come over him and he’d nodded off right there on the bench. Now he woke up again and found he couldn’t move.

As he’s struggling to come to terms with this, he sees the new janitor for the gym, a scrany little guy, start cleaning the place. Dirk tried to yell for help but nothing happened. When the janitor noticed him, he thought he was safe. But the janitor got close and Dirk realized how small he was now. The janitor picked him up and placed him on his head and walked over to a mirror. Dirk finally saw that he had been turned into a simple baseball cap. As he looked, the janitor suddenly burst with muscle and youth, ripping out of his uniform. Clearly surprised, he flexed shirtless in the mirror.

“But that’s my body!” Dirk screamed atop his head, unheard as the janitor continued to explore his good fortune.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

THE BLESSING OF Y'LEC

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's Clark?!" he gasped.

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

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

Fuck, I'm addicted to this body. The way it moves, the way I can feel my strength when I workout, it's intoxicating. Not to mention how I smell afterwards. To think a geek like me could now generate such a masculine musk...

The jock I stole all this from definitely wasn't happy about it at first, but I keep him placated by letting him worship my body and my pits right after workout. I'm sending him a selfie now, knowing he'll get a jealous boner seeing me in his magnificent body. I make sure he has a good view of my manly pits to tease him, which will make sure he's ready and waiting the moment I get home.

I'm getting so HUGE! These powers are so addicting. Everytime I pass the gym now, I'm stealing someone's muscles. But can you blame me? I mean look at me! I'm practically busting out of my clothes with muscle! I'm so fucking hot now! So no, I don't think I'll be stopping anytime soon.

Dirk felt extremely odd now. Just a short while ago he’d been working at the gym. He had gone into the locker room after completing his workout but felt a bit woozy and sat down. A wave of sleepiness had come over him and he’d nodded off right there on the bench. Now he woke up again and found he couldn’t move.

As he’s struggling to come to terms with this, he sees the new janitor for the gym, a scrany little guy, start cleaning the place. Dirk tried to yell for help but nothing happened. When the janitor noticed him, he thought he was safe. But the janitor got close and Dirk realized how small he was now. The janitor picked him up and placed him on his head and walked over to a mirror. Dirk finally saw that he had been turned into a simple baseball cap. As he looked, the janitor suddenly burst with muscle and youth, ripping out of his uniform. Clearly surprised, he flexed shirtless in the mirror.

“But that’s my body!” Dirk screamed atop his head, unheard as the janitor continued to explore his good fortune.

“Hey, what are you looking at?” asked my son in his gruff tones.

“Nothing,” I said, looking away quickly.

Ever since yesterday, I’ve noticed myself growing younger and my son growing older as if my age is draining to him. I seem to be the only one aware of it. I was staring becuase I realized we’ve passed the line and I’m definitely younger than him now. He’s gotten so masculine and alpha… and I kinda like it.

Which is why when he barks out “Hey kid, get me a beer,” as an order, my dick jumps as I rush to comply.

I tried these military pants on as a joke... now look how tiny my phone looks in my hand! How am I gonna explain to my boyfriend that i went from a petite female lingerie model to massive military hunk?! Wait a minute, all the pictures in our house have changed to include my new form... Ugh, I'm getting memories of my boyfriend beneath me, legs spread out... Oh. Guess I'm a... top now? Was my boyfriend always into getting fucked or is that just a result of the pants?! Oh, I'm so confused, I just wanna work out and then fuck my man to clear my head...

Ah, shit. My son got into the muscle growth pills I’d been working on. The kid was a total geek, scrawny, a twig. Guess it makes sense when your dad is a genius chemist that you’d be a geeky kid. He’d gotten those oversized pajamas as a gag gift from some friends, now they’re his only clothes that fit. I’m gonna have to buy him new ones. The pills wear off if you’ve completed puberty, but if someone undergoing puberty takes them, they’re permanent. Guess the kid’s gonna have a chance on the sports teams, now.