Indo Gooners

The Adhinegoro family left for Budapest, and then London, to celebrate the family's favorite club Premier League victory. They left their sprawling Dharmawangsa residence to their trusted and diligent housekeeper, Aryo, who decided to try on the new tricks taught by his girlfriend. As he scoured through the laundry bin he should've washed, Aryo instead slide on the musky Calvin, damp athletic shorts and then the worn, sweat-and-cologne infused loose jersey on his skinny frame. He quickly filled in the clothing appropriately as his quad thickened, cock snaked down to fill the pouch even more and the jersey become tight yet fitting nicely on his now developed muscular form.

While my roommate is leaving the kost-an for the week to enjoy Bali with his girlfriend during this long holiday period, I decided to put on his clothes and pretended to be him as my form instantly shifted to resemble him as long as I put on articles with his DNA still on the article.

Stella just finished with her influencer gathering event when she suddenly found herself pushed to the spacious disabled bathroom from behind as she headed for the regular ladies room in the quiet corner of the mall while waiting for Gio, her boyfriend, to pick her up. As she looked back, she found that the one that pushed her in (and now has locked the door!) is this sleazy-looking abang ojol that clearly reeked of the sun and sweat of hour-long motorcyle drives under Jakarta's punishing heat. She of course tried to scream her hearts out but he's very quick to subdue her as he quickly put his arm around her neck and pinned her to the wall to shut her, she can fucking feel his boner on her back as he whispered in that warm, husky, cigarette-and-cheap-coffee-laced breath to her ear for her to stop wasting her energy to resist and scream and just obey him. She fights as hard as she can but his strangle hold proven to be very effective as his free hand also groped her boobs and even grazed her pussy during this so after promising to not scream, he no longer pinned her and instead corner her to take a seat on the toilet

"Eh si cantik mukanya merah padam gitu. Kenapa? Gak nyangka ya tetenya diremes gitu rasanya enak banget? Takut ya ketahuan kalau lo udah crot kecil?"

Humiliated. She's utterly humiliated because what he accused him for literally happened. She yelped in half-fear half-delight when he squeezed her boobs and she's definitely leaking already being pinned like that to the wall by a complete stranger. She knows she should be terrified and disgusted by such violations of her privacy and bodily autonomy, but her mind and her clit clearly betrayed her as even his verbal make her leaking as she let out a quiet, ashamed whimper

He grabbed her by the chin and then give it a soft slap of his hand

"Diem," he said coldly with a smirk, telling her to be quiet

Stella whimpered louder and the abang ojol instead slapped her harder

"Gue bilang diem, lonte. Apa harus gue tampar kontol dulu biar lo diem?"

Stella's mind seemingly electrified hearing herself getting called like she's some sort of cheap whore. But the abang ojol assumed her widening eyes as excitement so with ease, he unzipped his jacket and then followed suit with his pants to reveal a damp, cheap black underwear that seemingly imprisoned a smelly python underneath! As he revealed the thick 6 inchers mid-hard, veiny, cut cock, the smell hit her nose as quickly as that very same meat slapped across her face leaving streak of pre and ball-sweat on her face. The abang ojol giggled and then rubbed the tip across her Dior-glazed lips. She knows what he asked her to do so she opened her mouth and SCHLORP, it goes in one sliding motion which surprised her as her eyes immediately watered from the pressure and the stinks that penetrate her nose. He pistoned in and out of Stella's mouth as the sound turned even more obscene with the way she's moaning and gasping for breath followed by the spitroasting followed through with deep guttural groan everytime he slammed her head to his pubes and practically put her on life support everytime he lengthened the duration of her gagging on his cock

"Kalau pacar lo liat kondisi lo sekarang, antara dia mau nabok gue atau jangan-jangan si goblok ngaceng ngeliat ada laki-laki yang bisa beneran nge-treat pacarnya kayak jalang, HAHAHAHA," mocked the ojol cruelly

Yet Stella's eyes widened before it fluttered and her pussy leaked once more upon listening to such cruel monologue, which the abang ojol clearly spot as his smirk turned even more sinister

"Emang pelacur sinting lo. Image princess lo bener-bener hancur lebur ama tukang ojol bau tengik kayak gini. Laki lo pake Dior Sauvage tapi memek lo basah ngehirup kontol gue sama dengerin fantasi kotor lo bahwa laki lo itu cuck, dasar cewek bego,"

He slammed one deep thrust into her mouth and she whimpered more as she can feel that her pussy is dripping wet now from arousal. She tapped his legs and asked him to stop but he insisted for another 10 seconds before releasing the whole snout from her throat with a loud obscene pop and a series of panting breath from her. She smirked a dumb smile at the abang ojol and then chuckled

"Babe, this is next level crazy. I've never been wetter than this, see for yourself," Stella said as she weirdly called the abang ojol endearingly and even this time spread her cheeks willingly to then reveal her leaky pussy. The abang ojol just rubbed that wet hole with two fingers of his and give it a taste, and then he smirked

"Your smoothie diet paid off, babe. Tasted heavenly,"

"Awww, you sounded so cute speaking English in that jamet accent. Fuck babe, by far this ojol is the best one. Clearly beat the tukang ledeng that's for sure,"

"Well, let me unload to your mouth and wrap this up. We've spent more than 10 minutes here, people might get suspicious,"

"Yeah sure, can you switch to Bahasa Indonesia again? Make the whole thing more.....believable,"

"Sesuai pesanan ya, Neng," he said with a vicious grin as he opened her mouth wide and started jackhammering that tight second pussy of hers instantly

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Stella left the disabled bathroom discreetly after cleaning herself up and put on another dress as her boyfriend's soul signaled to her that the coast is clear for her to go out. Meanwhile, the used meat of the abang ojol just simply laid unconscious with his cock sticky and poking out from his unzipped jeans. He'll surely get reprimanded for delaying an order and caught in such lewd act but Stella and Gio are too horny and too entitled to think about other people that lived below them in terms of economic strata. As she entered the car that awaits her in the basement parking lot, Gio just smirked and acted all normal

"What took you so long? You said to pick you up at 3," Gio said with a very subtle smirk as his cock hardened in his pants

"G---guys, business case kita deadlinenya besok......m--mungkin kita harus f---fokus----"

"Gak usah takut gitu dong, kita berdua kan jelas pinter, percaya aja ama kita. Lo harus santai dikit, tenang aja, ini bagus untuk bikin ide kita makin tajem,"

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"G---guys, our business case deadline is tomorrow.....m---maybe we should f--focus----"

"You have nothing to be afraid off, we are both smart guys, just trust us, we know what we do, you need to be chill a bit, relax, it will make your idea, our idea, sharper too," knowing full well they are about to wreck her pussy. Little did she know, the two guys are not necessarily in control of themselves

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Will make this into a full feature, in the meantime, chill, relax guys ;)

"Stop ngerekam coy, bukti visualnya cukup liat aja perut melendung dia sama entar 9-10 bulan lagi LOL, kita liat bayinya mirip siapa!"

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"Damn.....ganteng juga nih anak, sorry ya, badan lo gue pinjem dulu,"

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"Kayaknya jamnya lebih bagusan di lengan gue deh, menurut lo gimana?"

"Ngg---"

*tampar*

"Apa lo mau ngomong? Iya kan, lebih cocok di gue kan?"

"Ngga---"

*tampar lebih keras*

"Coba pikir dulu yang bener sebelum jawab. Lebih bagus di gue kan ini jam? Gak kesempitan karena lengannya gemuk kayak lo? Sama kayak cewek lo, lebih cocok kalau badan singset dia itu yang ngentot kayak gue fit gini, iya kan ndut?" *bijinya digenggem, diancam mau diremes*

"I---iya,"

"Bagus, jadi ini punya gue sekarang. Oke deh, see you at the gym, fattie, we will do resistance training today, we will also see whether you can resist to sniff my pits or not you disgusting musk pig, LOL!"

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"I believe the wristwatch looks better on me, what do you think?"

"Nn---"

*slaps*

"What did you want to say? Better on my wrist, right?"

"N---no,"

*slaps even harder*

"Think again clearly before you answer. This looks better on me, right? Not too small and looking comical because my arm ain't fatty like you? Same like your girl, it's better that a fit tight babe like her get fucked by my fit body, right fatty?" *balls squeezed by calloused hands and threatened to be scrunched hard*

"Y--yes"

"Haish, ACAB ACAB, banyak ngoceh doang, babi! Ngomong Inggris aja gak becus, liat kan jadinya, ngisep kontol gue mohon-mohon biar cowok tolol lo itu dibebasin. Makanya, lain kali, ingetin, kalau mau ngepost aneh-aneh, kita mantau kalian semua, jadi jangan main-main,"

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He might be directing your boyfriend's car to park right on its lane today, but he was parking his Big Mac Truck in your little garage just last night.

It's been an hour, and Aldo still reeled from the fact that the hunky yet rude and manipulative customer last night that made the restaurant manager fired him on the spot is now reflecting back in the mirror everytime he moved his body. Well, to be very exact, Aldo now IS the hunky yet rude and manipulative customer from last night, and he's having a blast (literally) as he only now can put up some clothing without blasting his cum cannon all over the place

"Jadi.....kalau gue di badan dia, badan gue gimana?" pondered Aldo, thinking about the hunk's soul and whether or not it's inside his body or what.

But a dumb gooner in private

"Still as hot as a year ago"

"You one gorgeous stud, Bram,"

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For the past five years, Rizky Santoso had been slowly killing himself at EY’s Jakarta office. As an aspiring professional accountant now in a senior associate position, he lived on Gojek orders, Red Bull, and endless overtime. His soft 98 kg body with its hanging gut and flabby chest is a constant reminder of how far he’d fallen.

Desperate to change, he signed up as a member in Fitness First Senayan City, avoiding the same crowd of his office in Bursa Efek (despite spending most of his times in client office anyway rather than EY Jakarta) which means gym time in Pacific Place, or the not-so-affluent folks at fX, yet still "conveniently" in walking distance that he considered also as cardio. There, he hired a particular eye candy in the name of Bram Wijaya — an-82 kg muscle beast the same age as him and clearly more blessed to dissect daily macros rather than understanding Indonesia's macroeconomic situation.

One Friday night, after another brutal audit shift that finished around 5 AM, Rizky decided to just walk to the gym as by 6 AM, it would be open anyway and by 6:30, Bram would usually arrive. He decided to hit the treadmill while waiting for Bram, when all in a sudden, a burning sensation on his chest and a dizzy spell hit him. The world spun, lights flashed, and when everything settled…

He's staring at Bram’s reflection in the full-length mirror in the locker room, eyes a bit swollen and he seemed to be zoned out before this. Another gymgoer seemingly sat by his side and tried to calm Bram down. Then, the revelation hit him when the guy, a fellow PT he known as Andry, stated

"It's not your fault, Bram. Don't worry. He pushed himself too much, okay? He died, nothing you can do about it. Plus, he did not even contact you for the last one week, chill, you're not at fault here,"

A blurb of memory appeared. He was pronounced dead as he slipped on the treadmill, hit his head and fell to the floor as he got cardiac arrest. Bram just walked into the gym floor when that happened and he tried his best to CPR him but to no avail. Yet.....actually, Bram seemed to be successfully allowing him to live life once more.....and he couldn't help but smirk as his mind instantly raced with possibilities

"Dry....sorry, gue butuh space, I'll hit the shower ya, thanks bro," he said, acting all sorrow asking for space while holding on the increasingly aroused cock inside his shorts

Once the space cleared out and Andry yelling that he left the key for Bram to lock everything up as the gym would be closed for the day, Rizky no longer could help himself as he yanked the shorts down

“Anjing! This is nuts! Fuck, look at that dick!?” he excitedly yelled, voice now deep and smooth.

The body felt unreal. Massive arms, thick and developed chest, shredded abs visible even through fabric. Rizky lifted one hand and watched the veiny forearm of Bram's flex. His new cock was already rock-hard, veiny and looking unreal.

“Tot...…gede banget jing,” he muttered, eyes wide admiring the heftiness of his cock. The crude words slipped out naturally in this new body, like muscle memory. His hand moved on its own, grabbing the heavy bulge as he wondered how lengthy it would go “Fucckkk....ngacengnya berapa centi ini jing??? 15? 20??? Edan!"

The fat, veiny cock slapped against his hard abs. Long, thick, leaking precum like a faucet. Rizky wrapped Bram’s big hand around it and started stroking, fast and greedy.

In the mirror just outside the opened shower, the jacked Indonesian stud's reflection was moaning like a whore — eyebrows furrowed, tongue out, hips bucking. Every stroke felt better than anything his old fat body had ever experienced. Then something strange happened.

With the first thick rope of cum that shot out and splattered the mirror 3-4 metres away like a fucking jet stream much to his chagrin, a flash of memory hit him. Bench press form. How to hit the upper chest. The exact protein intake for cutting. He kept pumping, moaning louder.

“Ahh jing… enak banget!”

Second massive spurt. Another flood of memories

How to deadlift without fucking up his back. The girls who begged for his cock after training sessions. The feeling of pounding tight pussy in the locker room.

More cum kept exploding across the glass — heavy, white streaks running down over his reflection’s face. With every spurt, more of Bram’s mind poured into his.

“NNGGHHHHH BABI! GAK ABIS-ABIS INI PEJUNYA ANJING! Emang sange banget nih Bram sialan,” he growled, stroking even faster through the orgasm.

By the fifth powerful jet, he suddenly knew Bram’s entire training program, his supplement stack, his favorite pre-workout. He knew how it felt to fuck three different clients in one week. He knew the exact dirty talk that made them cum instantly. Then, it hit him

"Gila ya lo Bram? Ngocok begini di gym lagi ditutup padahal ini TKP ada orang mati, tapi otak sange lo gak bisa ditahan, jadi lo malah ngocok. Bener-bener binatang ya lo," Rizky said as he stepped out of the shower, spat on Bram's reflection and licked the dripping saliva, playing on his favorite fetish of degrading others. The idea of Bram just mindlessly masturbating in a literal scene where someone is pronounced dead just mere hours before made his cock rock hard once more. But he's not even over

"Emang pantes lo dihukum Bram. Badan lo ini, tempaan iblis emang, pikiran lo kotor banget dan udah berapa anak harusnya lahir dari perempuan-perempuan yang lo buahin disini? Fuck, gue dikasih badan ini biar gue stop kebiadaban lo, binatang! Gue gak bakal ngehamilin cewek-cewek tolol itu lagi, kontol ini, kontol gue ini akan eksklusif buat cowok-cowok hot yang selalu nganggep remeh gue atau natep gue nyinyir. Yup Bram, it's time for you to face the music, your new driver is hella gay and will be unapologetic about it!" and just like that, his eyes rolled backward as the final thick ropes drained out as he leaned against the mirror, smearing his own load with his palm. His balls felt empty, but his head was full. Bram was no longer straight and having any desire to breed those pussy roster of his ever since that moment. Rizky was dead set on exclusively using the fat, lengthy cock to breed the boipussy clearly lining up on his client roster, and more.

Rizky — now fully merged with Bram — grinned at the cum-covered mirror. The fat, overworked accountant was completely gone. In his place stood a dumb, horny, jacked beast who knew exactly how to use this body.

“Gue udah tau semuanya sekarang,” he laughed, voice low and cocky. His still-hard cock twitched at the thought of all the new possibilities. “Waktunya manfaatin kontol dan badan gila ini.”

He flexed one arm, admiring the peak, then looked down at the mess he’d made.

"Neng cantik, udah tahu malem, masih aja jalan sendiri, di gang gelap, pake makeup menor, rok mini, kan abang jadi mikir yang enggak-enggak,"

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