Transform Him

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Most of the hookup was a blur, one minute you’re taking off your clothes, flexing your athletic build for him. Then the next minute you’re pulling up your XL pants over your thickened frame trying to button your pants under your new jiggling belly. You’re not sure what happened but you’re not a fit jock anymore.

Brad and I had been roommates for a few years now. We'd met during our college days and became fast friends. Him and I got along well but he was always coming up with these crazy yet weird ideas. He once thought that it would be funny if we dressed up like women on campus while another time he wanted to find a way to get high off of baby powder. The things this guy did were insane, but they made him happy so who was I to judge, right? They never went too far and I always got a good laugh from it in the end until one fateful day.

It all started like any of those other days as he came in with a small coin he found on the street, proclaiming that it could grant wishes. He thought it'd be funny to make a wish to see who could last the longest without nutting and the loser would become the other guys bitch. I couldn't help but scoff at the idea so I just played along. It wasn't till he made the wish and the coin began to glow before disappearing did I believe him. Now here we were at 3 weeks without masturbating or having sex and neither one us were willing to give up either. I'd never been so horny in my whole life but I also had no intention of jacking it and then being forced to be his bitch either.

It was hard because I was used to stroking my cock at least once or twice a day so this was pure torture. Luckily I had something else that could keep me busy and occupied; work. My job required a lot of computer work which kept me from thinking about anything sexual. I didn't have many close friends and had only dated a couple girls since moving out so I was fine being by myself. My plan was to ride this out for as long as I could until Brad finally caved.

It wasn't till week 5 that Brad started to play dirty. During the middle of the night when he knew I would be sleeping I could hear him walking into my room. He'd slip under the covers and slowly rub my dick and balls through my boxers. When I noticed I kicked him from my room, pissed that he would sink low enough to cheat.

He was straight as an arrow but that damn coin hung our life in the balance. He was willing to do anything to win so I knew that was when I had to start actually playing this game as well. At first I tried to ignore him but after a few nights of being woken up by his hand I decided it was time to act. I knew damn well that he would be the first to cum if it was the last thing I ever did.

I woke him up early Sunday morning and pulled the covers off of him. There he laid, naked and asleep. I grabbed his wrist and held it down against his stomach while I lifted his arm a little bit, exposing his entire body. I watched him squirm in his bed as his eyes began to open. His face showed his surprise and fear as he turned to look at me. I simply smiled back at him while I looked down at his hardening cock.

"Morning, Bitch." Was how I greeted him as I quickly fell to my knees and started sucking his cock. Before that wish I never would have dreamed of sucking another man's dick. Even now it repulsed me but after weeks of not being able to cum I needed to bring this game to an end. Even if it meant me taking his load down my throat. I sucked his cock like my life depended on it which it infact did. I grabbed his hips as he moaned and I could feel his body tremble as I continued.

"You're not playing fair." He groaned as he tried to push himself further into my mouth. "Do you even know what this is doing to me?"

He asked as his breathing began to quicken. I looked up at him and said nothing. I didn't know but soon enough I would after I got him to cum.

I continued sucking on his shaft but I could feel my own body tremble as he wrapped his feet around my cock. He started stroking it with the soles of his feet, making sure that I couldn't move his grip. After weeks of not even touching myself, and as much as I hated to admit it, his touch felt electrifying.

Soon it got too much for him and I could tell by the sudden increase in his movement that he was about to cum. All I could do was continue sucking as he arched his back and moaned loudly. He managed to push me off of him though before I could make him shoot his load and soon he had me on my back. He spread my legs open and began stroking my dick, making me leak pre cum like a fire hose all over his finger tips.

"What're you doing?" I asked him to try to keep calm but as his hand gripped my shaft I couldn't take it. It just felt too good. To right.

"Getting ready to finish this." He answered as he took my cock into his mouth.

My head was spinning as I realized that this was it. This was the moment that would decide who won this stupid game. I wasn't sure if I was more scared or excited at this point. All I knew for sure was that even though my best bud was the one sucking my cock and not some chick, I still liked it all the same. I started moaning and thrusting my hips into his mouth as he sucked harder. He brought his head up for air but I couldn't take it anymore. I hadn't cum in so long and I knew if I was going to loose at the very least he would be eating my load. I grabbed his head and pushed his mouth onto my shaft.

I could see the struggle in his eyes as he tried to pull away from my dick but I wouldn't let him. I wanted to cum so bad and I was determined to make it happen with his help. I grabbed his hair and forced him to suck me harder. I could feel myself getting closer to cumming. I slid my hands down his body and grabbed his ass. I always thought body hair was disgusting, especially when I was fucking around with chicks, but as I looked at the hair gracing across Brads body I found it only added to his sexiness. I fucked his face with my cock as I continued to moan and groan.

Soon I could feel my balls tightening up. I could feel my orgasm building as my cock became harder and harder. I started bucking my hips into his face, forcing my cock deeper into his mouth. My head was spinning and soon I couldn't hold it any longer and I exploded, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into his mouth.

"Oh fuck!" I screamed as I shot my load down his throat.

It was over. We both collapsed on the bed while we caught our breath. My heart was pounding and I could barely catch my breath. It was the most intense experience I had ever been through in my life and as much as I wanted to enjoy the moment the post nut clarity hit me of what I'd just done. Especially as I saw a bright light flash through my body.

It was then that I noticed that his cock was still hard and the thought came to mind that he hadn't cum yet either. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Well I guess I win." He laughed "Now why don't you be a good little bitch and suck this dick."

My body began moving on autopilot to his command. All I wanted to do now was please him so I hungrily reached out and grabbed his cock and slowly pulled it towards my mouth. I opened wide and took it, my tongue licking the underside of his shaft. I played with it, tugging at it as I moved my head side to side. As I continued blowing him the wish was working it's magic. As my lips worked their way down his shaft they grew thick and big, making it easier to take his cock.

"Damn, you really are a good cock sucker." He moaned as he thrust his hips into my face.

As I continued sucking him, I felt his cock pulse in my mouth and I could feel warm salty pre-cum dribbling onto my tongue. I had never dreamed of being with another man before. The very thought of taking a cock used to make me sick to my stomach but as I sucked on his shaft, something changed. I was no longer disgusted by the idea of sucking cock and now that I had tasted the salty fluid of his precum, my craving for more only grew stronger. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I heard him start to moan loudly and feel his cock twitch in my mouth.

He began rubbing his hands across my body as all of the hair began to fade and my frame became small and twinkish. As his finger ran down to my hips they began to grow wider and as his touch traced across my ass I could feel my butt become round and firm. He pinched my butt cheeks and squeezed them together, causing me to arch my back and I let out a moan while I continued sucking him off.

My hole developed a permeant scratch and I knew that Brad would be the only one who could help get it. I brought my mouth away from his dick and felt a little bit of his pre dribble down my lip. He watched me with lust filled eyes as I crawled on top of him, feeling my big ass sway side to side as I sat on top of his hard cock cock

He looked at my much smaller frame in awe as I started teasing his cock against my hole. I rubbed my ass back and forth across his hard dick, letting the tip slide between my bubbly cheeks.

He reached up and grabbed my hips as he pulled me down on top of him. His cock slipped inside my tight asshole as I gasped and moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck yeah baby, that feels so good."

It felt weird hearing him call me baby, we had been best buds only moments ago. We were even each others wingmen at the bar, but now here we were fucking like animals. I rode him like this for a while before he stopped me.

"I want to watch your beautiful ass as I fuck it," Brad said as he stood up and sat on the edge of the bed.

I stood toward the edge of the bed and began rubbing my ass and fingering my hole, giving him the perfect show. He helped me lay on my stomach as he got behind me and put his hands on my hips. He spread my ass cheeks apart and looked at my tiny butthole.

"Mmmm, you're such a hot little bitch."

I loved hearing him say that to me. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me. I wanted him to dominate me. I wanted him to fuck me hard. I wanted to help him finally be able to cum.

He didn't waste anytime as he pushed his hard throbbing cock into my ass. I gasped as I felt myself stretched open again. I held tight to the bedspread as he fuck me. He was already pretty big but as his cock pounded in and out of me I could feel it getting bigger and thicker.

Brad kept saying how tight my ass was as he roughly pumped his hard cock in and out. As his balls slapped against my cheeks I could feel them start to grow into the size of oranges, getting ready to pump out a thick load.

"You like having a big fat cock stuffed into your tight little ass?"

I could only moan as I tried to push my ass back into him, wanting him to take my ass any way he liked. I grabbed my 7 inch cock and tried stroking it but as I touched it I could feel it growing smaller until it was only 3 and a half inches. It grew to be only semi erect and stroking it felt useless so I became far more focused on the immense pleasure coming from my ass. I brought my fingers to my hole so I could feel him ramming in and out of me. His dick was nearly 10 inches long and as thick around as my wrist at this point.

"Oh god, please don't stop," I begged.

He let out a loud grunt as he slammed his entire length deep inside my ass. His whole length tensed up as he gripped my ass tightly. I could feel his cock pulsate inside of me as he unloaded a huge load into my bowels. It felt warm and heavy in there as he pumped out what felt like gallons of his seed. When he finished filling my ass with his cum he collapsed on top of me, gasping for air.

I laid there for a few minutes while my heart rate slowed and I started to catch my breath. I slowly turned over, still naked from the waist down. Brad's softening cock slipped out of my ass, leaving a trail of his cum dripping down my crack. I grabbed the already sweat and cum soaked sheets and rubbed it through my crack, feeling my hole tightening back up. I couldn't help but think that that stupid bet had really made me his perfect little bitch after all.

He turned and gave my ass a firm smack. He shined a triumphant smile as he began toying with his much thicker cock "Well, it looks like I'm the clear winner here."

Thank you all so much for following and taking an interest in my TF stories! I don’t have a regular updating schedule right now thanks to work, but hopefully soon! 

As a thank you, here’s another TF Voting! And I have no clue who this man is, but I think I’m in love… haha!

This is Chase, a 23 year old rough and tough country boy who likes to drive big trucks and fuck chicks. After a chance encounter, he starts to notice something off, but what is it?

A). He turns into a muscle daddy with a large (and sensitive!) roidgut

B). He gets shorter but doesn’t lose any mass (Muscle Compression)

C). He turns into a micro-dicked sub with a fat ass

Or send me your own idea!

I will try to have this up by Saturday or Sunday!

“What the fuck is this shit?” Chase spat as he slammed his fist on his steering wheel, his large truck’s horn blaring out loudly. The truck in front of him had come to a complete stop, making the twenty-three year old stud slam on his brakes. Already fed up from a long day at work, Chase leapt out of his truck and spit out his dip, ready to give the driver of the other truck a piece of his mind.

He stomped over to the driver’s side window and slammed a closed fist on it, unable to see the driver due to the tint.

The door swung open and Chase inwardly flinched when he saw the the driver was large, burly man. He had a thick layer of fat over his bulging muscles, giving him the look of a very large linebacker.

Still, the stud puffed out his own impressive, albeit smaller, chest and tried to maintain his tough guy appearance. “You almost made me crash my truck into yours!” he roared. “What are you, fuckin’ blind?”

The older man gestured forward out onto the road at the small cat that tiptoed over the pavement.

“Fuck the damn cat!” Chase shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. “Just run the damn thing over! But don’t slam on your brakes in front of my truck!”

The older, bigger man narrowed his eyes at the young stud before smirking to himself. “I think you seem a little too pent up,” he muttered. “You need to relax.” He snapped his thick fingers mysteriously.

Chase shook his head and huffed, tired of this guy’s weird attitude. “Fuck you,” he spat before turning to leave. The cool breeze over his body made him cock his eyebrow and he looked down at himself before gasping.

His clothes were gone.

“Wh-what the fuck?!” Chase cried, covering himself to avoid being seen by any of the passing cars. “What did you do?”

The man chuckled to himself. “Why don’t you stop talking and get in here?” He gestured for Chase to enter the truck cab.

Chase wanted to run off, but instead his found his body moving forward and leaping into the truck cab. even though he wanted to continue to berate the man for somehow making his clothes disappear, he found himself unable to say a thing. He opened his mouth but no words came out. His face paled as he began to put two and two together— the man somehow made him obey every command.

And the man knew that Chase had connected the dots. He grinned as he unzipped his pants, his hard eight inch cock springing out. “Ready to become my boy?” he taunted. “Go ahead and take a ride.”

Although his mind was against it, Chase started to lower himself down onto the larger man’s hard cock. He winced when he felt the cock entering his tight hole, expecting a flash of pain, not the wave of pleasure that washed over him. He grit his teeth and it wasn’t long until his felt his bare cheeks pat against the rough denim of the man’s jeans.

“Go ahead and start,” the man ordered. “Show Daddy how much you love havin’ a cock up your ass, Boy.”

On command, Chase felt himself starting to bounce up and down, working the older man’s cock inside of him. He wanted to scream and run, but his body had its own ideas as his ass hungered for the thick cock inside of him. He even flexed his cheeks and twisted his hips this way and that, seemingly knowing all the right spots to hit. His meaty pecs bounced in time with his thrusting, and he was grateful for the tinted windows so that other drivers wouldn’t be able to see him.

“Why don’t you let me know how much you love this, Boy?” the man grunted.

Chase felt his lips part and he let out the loudest moan. “OOohhh!” he groaned loudly. “I love having your big cock inside of me, Daddy!” His face was beet red with embarrassment, but the normally quiet stud couldn’t stop the moans that escaped from his mouth.

The man chuckled mischievously.

Before Chase could wonder what was up, he started to feel something horrible. There was slight ripple ever time his ass collided with the man’s pelvis, but that ripple grew in intensity more and more by the second. Before long, it was a full on jiggling motion that was continuous as he pounded himself on the cock.

The moaning stud looked down, his eyes bulging out of his skull as he saw the caricature of the ass that was attached to him. His previously perky cheeks had inflated to nearly three times their normal size, looking like he was basketballs glued to his back side. Worse was that the larger his ass grew, the more the pleasure grew.

Chase whimpered and moaned as he felt a pressure building up inside of him. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he couldn’t stop riding the older man. Tidal waves of sexual pleasure washed over the young man, and before long, he was craving the feeling of a thick meaty cock in his inflated ass. No amount of sex with a woman could ever compare to the feeling of a strong, older man inside of him.

The man’s hands traveled over his chest and paused at his nipples, giving them a rough yank, making him squeal. Never before had Chase’s chest been sensitive, but the feeling of the rough hands on his tits brought him closer to release. He was so turned on by riding the man’s cock that he barely registered panic at the sight of his nipples stretching obscenely in the man’s grasp, not snapping back to their normal size and remaining plump and erect.

“Alright, fun’s about over,” the man grunted as he grabbed a hold of Chase’s waist, tensing up as he blew his large load inside of the moaning stud.

“Oohh fuuuuck,” Chase groaned at the feeling of being filled, cumming himself. He felt himself tense up as he came and when he looked down, he nearly screamed in horror as cum squirted out of his cock which had somehow shrank down to a puny nub that couldn’t have been more than two inches long.

The man caught sight of Chase’s agony and chuckled. “Don’t worry about that, Boy,” he teased, reaching around and swallowing the entire package in one meaty hand. “It’s not like you’re gonna use that much more.”

Chase whimpered and couldn’t stop staring at his shrunken package, angry that he was still incredibly turned on with he leaking cum that trickled out of his hole.

The man gently pushed him off and opened up the truck door, signaling for him to leave. “See ya around,” he grunted once Chase was on his feet. He closed the door and sped off, leaving the altered stud in his wake.

With a nervous shaking quality to his body, Chase looked down and nearly passed out as he stared at his new body. His muscles still bulged the same. However, the large nipples that protruded off his hair chest ruined any chance of him wearing a shirt again without cumming all over the place. His tiny dick, finally having softened, was barely visible in his trimmed bush, looking like all he had was just a small cockhead with no shaft. Worse, when Chase walked over to his truck, his felt his inflated ass bounce and jiggle with every movement, seemingly attracting attention with every step.

Chase had no idea how he was going to make it through life with his altered body and his newfound love for cock. He thought about how horrible it’d be to go back to work and have all the studs there staring at his large ass and wanting to take a turn at it.

His tiny nub began to throb at the thought, and he started to get a little excited despite himself.

A car honked as it stopped next to him, the driver rolling down his window. “Hey, Boy!” the driver shouted. “Why don’t you get in here and show me a good time?”

Despite his humiliation, the naked Chase found himself hurrying over to the new car, his inflated cheeks bouncing and anticipating being stuffed again.

Guy’s Help Chat Room - Branson University

Kevin0403: Hey guys, can I ask you something?

Paddy7491: Yeah!

Chris3882: Sure!

Kevin0403: So, it’s about my college roommate. I was paired up with a jock, and he’s so messy and smelly. I’ve tried to change rooms, but they aren’t accepting it. What can I do?

Damon0397: Leave the school.

Neil5018: Give him some actual f****n’ advice, Damon!

Tony7273: Have you tried just swapping with another student, outside of the residential living office?

Kevin0403: They won’t allow that either.

Chris3882: Man, that sucks.

Damon0397: Why don’t you try being a bit more like your roommate?

Paddy7491: Really, bro!?

Tony7273: It’s actually not a half-bad idea.

Kevin0403: I mean, I guess I could do that, but I’m such a neat freak, and George, well, he’s George.

Neil5018: We can help you out with that, isn’t that right, boys?

Paddy7491: Yeah!

Chris3882: Yeah!

Damon0397: Yeah!

Tony7273: So, first things first, let’s start off small. He’s smelly, so you should be smelly too.

Kevin0403: What the f**k happened!? My pits reek now!

Chris3882: You probably forgot to shower last night, dude.

Paddy7491: Now that you’re smelly, let’s get you a bit messy, but not too literally.

Kevin0403: Haha, very funny, guys. Do any of you have actual tips for me?

Damon0397: I think if you got some abs, then George might wanna actually hang out with you.

Kevin0403: I can certainly try, but I don’t like to work- Holy s**t! I have a six-pack now! What the f**k is going on here!?

Kevin0403 tried to leave the chat.

Kevin0403 tried to leave the chat.

Kevin0403 tried to leave the chat.

Kevin0403: Guys, something is seriously f****d up here!? Can you guys leave the chat?

Tony7273: No, Kevin, we can’t. We’re not done changing you yet.

Neil5018: I think George might want some nice and juicy pecs to rest on his head before he goes out to party and bang some chicks.

Kevin0403: But George isn’t even- S**T! It happened again, guys! Why the f**k are my pecs so big!

Paddy7491: We already told you, brah!

Damon0397: And you definitely need some big strong arms to hold George when he’s upset and crying.

Kevin0403: I have never seen that man upset once in my life, even after he lost a game! OMFG, stop it guys! I don’t wanna be a jock like George! I just wanted some tips to deal with him!

Kevin0403 tried to leave the chat.

Kevin0403: I yanked my power cord out of the wall and the screen still didn’t f****n’ go away!

Chris3882: Just give in to the changes, Kevin. You’re becoming the jock you’re always meant to be.

Tony7273: Yeah, and jocks need big strong legs no matter what sport they play.

Paddy7491: I think George plays football. It’d be so cool if you guys played together!

Kevin0403: No it most certainly would not! But you f****n’ weirdos already made my leg muscles inflate!

Neil5018: And now for every guy’s favorite body part! A jock has to have a big dick, right?

Chris3882: Yeah!

Tony7273: Yeah!

Kevin0403: Well, uh, I guess I wouldn’t mind my dick getting a bit bigger. But everything else you’re doing to me is so f****d up, guys!

Damon0397: No, it really isn’t, Kevin. Now that you have the muscles of a jock, let’s finish turning you into a jock physically.

Kevin0403: Does this magic or whatever s**t you’re doing to me work when it’s not specific? Yeah, it does, because now I don’t have any fuckin’ acne, my hair’s a different color and cut much shorter, and my back is straighter!

Chris3882: See, we didn’t want you to get scoliosis, brah!

Tony7273: Jocks don’t usually wear button-downs or suits either, unless they’re going to a game. But since you’re in your bedroom or someplace, but not on the field, let’s get you into some jock clothes.

Kevin0403: Why the f**k does my wardrobe need to change! It was perfectly fine before! S**t, now I have on a t-shirt and some athletic shorts! Thanks, guys.

Neil5018: No problem, brah! And when you don’t need to put a shirt and pants on, jocks love to lounge around in their boxers.

Kevin0403: But I’m a briefs guy! And there my f****n’ clothes go! It feels so f****n’ weird just sitting here in my boxers.

Paddy7491: You just need to get used to it, Kevin. You’re a jock now. And now it’s time for the really fun stuff. Jocks love to have sex, brah, so it makes sense you have a high libido, Kevin.

Kevin0403: I have a perfectly fine libido, thank you very much. F**k, I’m so f****n’ horny, I need to jerk off right now!

Neil5018: That’s a good jock, Kevin. Just keep stroking your dick as we finish transforming you into a jock.

Tony7273: Of course, jocks aren’t usually smart. Yeah, some are, but it’s so much more fun when jocks are dumb, just like you are!

Kevin0403: No, I worked so hard to get into this college and get my degree! But, yeah, brahs, it, like, feels so much f****n’ better to just sit back and jerk my dick and not have to worry about, like, any tests or quizzes or homework.

Chris3882: Almost there, Kevin, you’re almost there!

Paddy7491: Sweet, brah! You know, jocks love to flex and show off their muscles to their bros and hot chicks.

Kevin0403: I mean, I have the muscles now, but do jocks normally do that? Man, it feels so f****n’ natural to flex and show off my guns!

Damon0397: Yeah, jocks love to do that, brah! And the last part of being a jock is loving being with your fellow jock bros. Whenever you’re around George or any jocks on campus, you’ll flex with them and act just like a bro should around other bros.

Kevin0403: Like, yeah, man, I’m not gonna f****n’ talk about Euclidean geometry around my brahs! Like, they only care about how many pussies I smashed and how many n00bs I killed in Call of Duty!

Neil5018: Your transformation is finally complete, Kevin. I hoped we all solved your problem!

Kevin0403: Yeah you did! George just texted me to come flex with him and some of the bros in the quad while all the chicks are out!

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Jed was known on the college campus for oullingnhalloween pranks on unsuspecting victims in the town his school was in. Halloween was the one time of year that he went all out and made sure to really raise some hell in the community. Egging cars and houses. Pouring paints on doors and doing whatever destructive activity he could do in order to make his make on the town and the lives of the people that had come to despise him. The past three years he had been escalating his behaviors and with this being his 4th year he knew that this would be his last Halloween to make an impact before his university years were behind him. He had been amping his antics over the whole month of October and had caused countless damage to property. There was even a man that owned a local construction company name Jon that had publicly stated that he was going to bring Jed down. He made an announcement on social media and on the news that he was waiting for his chance to get the young troublemaker in the act so he could teach him a lesson and this was when Jed decided that he was going to get Jon on Halloween to show him who’s boss.

Halloween night came and Jed had made his way through the Forrest behind Jon’s house with a plan in mind. The construction company owner lived in a small mansion that had beautiful achitrcture everywhere. To bring him down and show him who’s boss Jed was going to destroy it. He had a plan to rig booby traps around the property that would go off over the next few days causing constant wreckage on the property for Jon. The last bit was going to be setting fire to Jon’s prize flower garden that he had in a green house that was just out back close to the woods.

Jed has finished putting up his traps and was heading to the greenhouse. Once in the greenhouse he was baffled by the gorgeous flowers that were surrounding him in the humid heat. With his gas can ready he started to pour the gas on the flor and walk around the shed. He was about to light the flame when he heard some foot steps behind him. “Happy with your work I hope!” Jed turned around immediately ready to fight only to be blinded by some dust that Jon blew I to his face. Jed fell to the ground rubbing his eyes and shouting in pain. The powder absorbed into his skin and he was finally able to see again. “The fuck old man. What do you think you’re doing !”

“I could ask the same of you sonny boy” Jon said crossing his arms. He seen the lighter my Jed’s feet. “Looks like you’re up to no good like always. If you burn this shed down you’re going to regret it every day for the rest of your life”.

Jed smirked and grabbed the lighter. “I regret nothing old man !” Jed lit the fire and quickly ran away before the old man could catch him. Back in the forest he could ha e swore that he heard Jon yelling as he lost his prized flowers....or was that laughter. The full moon lit Jed’s way home that night and he could not be more proud of his deeds that destroyed something someone else has worked so hard for. When he got back home he grabbed a beer from the fridge and went to his room. He chugged the beer and took a shower to get himself clean of the dust that was blown on him. He couldn’t see any of it but just felt it there. When he was clean he got comfy and fell asleep on bed ready for classes that would follow the next day.

Waking up the next day proved to be a challenge for Jed. His whole body aches as if every fiber of his being had been over worked. It took a couple tries for him to open his eyes and manage to keep them open without falling asleep again. Jed ribbed his eyes and froze immediately. A beard. He felt a beard. And he couldn’t grow one. With this he shot up in bed only for pain to shoot through his back making him yell in against in a voice that was not his own. This voice was deeper and more gruff. Looking down he seen a beer guy where abs once were and the guy was covered in hair. He staggered out of bed and to the bathroom to see what had been done to him. Jed was taken back. He was an exact copy of Jon. AN EXACT COPY.

His arms were now much larger than they been before as well as his pecs. His gut stuck out and he could feel the weight pulling him forward. All the whole he noticed the hair that now covered not only the front of his body but the back of him too. He knew he needed to get back to Jon’s house and figure out what the man had done to him. He managed to find a pair of pants that fit him but there was no luck with a shirt. And to top it off his feet had exploded in size. He used to wear a 11size shoe but now his feet resembled that of a clown. He couldn’t even slip his towed into his old shoes now from the boat size monsters being so wide. He started to walk toward the door to leave when his beer guy started to gurgled. On auto pilot he body walked to the fridge and pulled the case of beer out. 12 beers sat in front of him and one by one his large hairy hands opened them and forced him to drink them. When all 12 were finished Jed let out a large belch and when doing so he could feel his stomach tighten and harden as it pushed out just a little more than what it had before. Shocked at what had just happened Jed tried to stand up to run to the door but being drunk now stumbled the whole way. He made it out of the apartment. And slowly stumbled through the woods back to Jon’s house.

He walked up to the house and banged on the door. Jon answered the door and just chuckled. “What did you do to me !” Jed demanded.

Something wrong must have happened with my caveman serum. My boyfriend love hairy chests and I tried to unlock my hirsute genes with some neanderthal DNA. At the start, it was perfect, my chest became full of lustful hair. My legs and arms fur became dense, and even my back and shoulders had lots of hair. As a side effect my muscles grew and I gained 10 pounds in one week without stepping at the gym. But the serum is out of control and is affecting other things, my hands and feet grew over night, my posture sucks and I have been walking barefeet since yesterday and somehow I ain’t caring. It’s affect my mind now, damn, this fuckin serum is makin me horny… Me horny, me want ass ! *Lick lips*

[This Quick and Dirty story was written by a human (me), to combat overuse of AI in TF storytelling. I wrote it in one uninterrupted stream-of-consciousness flow with a hard time limit of 20 minutes. It is not perfect. No edits have been made, except to correct typos. Feel free to use my asks to send me more prompts!

All characters depicted in this story and in these images are 18+.]

It had taken Jerry (right) a long time to feel comfortable in his skin. He’d been bullied a lot in high school, and he’d carried a lot of that baggage with him into adulthood. It had taken him an even longer time to admit to his loving partner, Troy (left), that… it turned him on a lot to think about that time.

He’d had such a crush on his bully, Victor, in high school. The dude was awful. Horrible. But he was so muscular. So hot. So masculine, even at 18. Everything Jerry wanted in a man. Minus the constant verbal abuse. But every time that awful Victor had poked, prodded, or shoved him, all he could think about what what a thrill it was to be touched by him.

Troy had helped him come to terms with this through liberal use of role-play. They had separated out the BDSM elements of Jerry’s fetish from the bullying he experienced. At first, Jerry played the helpless nerd, recreating his high school days. Knowing that Troy loved him and cared for him, even if he was briefly pretending not to, helped him feel safe in exploring his fantasies.

But tonight, they were going to switch things up. Jerry was going to play the bully this time and see how he liked being the dominating partner.

Because it was a special night, they added a twist to the proceedings. Troy was a high school gym teacher, so he had the key to the locker room. The school was completely empty past 8 PM, so the men would have the whole place to themselves…

When they slipped into the dark, empty locker room, cocks throbbing, they both immediately started coughing and choking. The room had been empty for hours, but it still smelled distinctly like Axe body spray. It made them both feel slightly dizzy, but they didn’t care. They were ready to experience the night of their lives.

The second they stepped over the threshold, the role-play began. Troy stripped to his underwear and turned on the shower, stepping under the spray. He held his hands tightly across his chest, like he was a skinny 18-year-old who was nervous to be showering around other boys.

Jerry took a brief moment to admire his husband’s beautiful body before imagining a skinny, nervous teenager in his place. He took some deep breaths and hopped up and down, hoping that he could tap into his adrenaline to allow him to properly play an angry high school bully.

He cracked his neck and took off all his clothes, except for his jock strap, which would be coming off soon enough. In their story, Troy was too nervous to be fully naked, but Jerry wasn’t. And he would lord that fact over his prey.

Jerry pounded his chest and did his best strut over to the shower.

“Hey there, wimp,” he said. “What’s with the tighty whities? Too scared to let the rest of us see your shrimp dick?” He smiled cruelly. Wow, he thought to himself, that was a pretty good improv.

“I- I- I’m not s-s-scared,” said Troy, shivering and looking nervous. He was doing a great job. Too good, actually. Was he actually uncomfortable? Jerry decided to break character and check.

“What’s the matter, pipsqueak?” he asked. Oops. That came out a little too in-character.

He tried to make his voice sound nicer. It came out in a mocking coo. “Let a real man show you how it’s done.”

Fuck, that wasn’t what he meant to say at all. But the boner tenting Troy’s underwear did all the talking for him. Jerry decided to just stay in character.

He rubbed his hands down his body, tucking his fingers into his jock strap and wiggling the strap teasingly. As he did so, he felt a cold shiver run through him. Maybe that same shiver was what he had sensed in Troy. It really was cold in here. Whatever. He soldiered on, running his hands down his body again, not noticing as most of the fat drained away from his chubby torso, the remainder hardening into firm muscle. His beard fluttered to the floor as his follicles released their grip on his hair. The back and sides of his blond hair similarly fell to the wet tile as his remaining hair darkened.

He tore off his jock strap in one swift movement, his dick springing out and bouncing. It felt heavier than usual. And was it an inch or two longer?

“You don’t got it like I do, pipsqueak,” he said, running his hands over Troy’s body. Troy’s own fat sloughed away, but it wasn’t replaced with anything, leaving him a skinny beanpole. His beard also fell to the floor, his brown hairs mingling with Jerry’s blond ones as they swirled down the drain. The hair on his head didn’t go anywhere, though. In fact, it got even longer, forming messy bangs over his forehead and an awkward, feathery mullet at the back. His lips plumped up, giving him an innocent, bitable mouth.

Jerry glared at his newly skinny partner, grabbing the skin on his hip between his thumb and forefinger.

“No meat on them bones, pipsqueak,” he said. “But a hole’s a hole.”

He glared like he’d never glared before, the action forcing his face into a new shape. Literally. His jaw widened, his eyes grew more sunken, and the slight wrinkles around his mouth and eyes faded away.

He ripped down Troy’s underwear, enjoying the blush on Troy’s face as his hard dick, which looked smaller than it used to, was exposed. Troy's ass was just as large as ever though, which Jerry gleefully noted as he pounded his hard dick in between those pillowy globes, grabbing handfuls of Troy’s new mullet as the nerd squeaked and groaned, eventually shooting cum all over the white tile wall.

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“What are you looking at?” asked Troy’s friend Eric in the cafeteria the next day.

“Nothing,” said Troy. “Nothing.”

He looked back down at his lunch, blushing furiously. He couldn’t believe what had happened in the locker room. He had waited to shower until all the other boys had left, but he’d had a visitor… He always thought he’d hated Jerry, and he still did, he supposed. But wow… That body. That dick. He’d never experienced anything like it. Well, that was literally true. He’d been a virgin until last night. But whatever that was, he hoped it would happen again.

As Jerry strutted through the cafeteria, he noticed that geeky Troy guy staring at him. Ugh. Virgins. They always wanted more. Something in the back of Jerry’s mind poked at him, making him feel like he owed Troy some kindness and gentleness now that the sex was done. Good joke, voice.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” asked Jerry, planning out the most embarrassing possible ways to torment Troy in the future, in retaliation for being so goddamn needy.

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I’ve been in this body for a week now, and from what I’ve put together I’m a total bottom. The only way I’ve been able to cum so far is with something up my ass. But I guess it’s true what they say because my massive balls produce a sizable load which I guess is pretty hot.

Cubmaker

Dan had it all. He was the treasurer of his fraternity, he had a job lined up when he graduated in the spring, an amazing girlfriend, and a well-muscled young jock body. When he wasn’t working out or in class, he spent most of this time either fucking his girlfriend or partying with his bros.  As a star player of his college’s lacrosse team, he had admiration from his fellow students and attention from the faculty for carrying the team to an undefeated season in his sophomore year. As far as Dan was concerned, his life was perfect. Unfortunately, one night he and his buddies got a little bit drunk and ended up wandering somewhere they shouldn’t. They made their way into a bar frequented by some of the enlisted men on leave from the nearby army base, thinking it might be a cool place to throw down in. They started off just ordering drinks and playing pool, but before long they got loud, belligerent, and arrogant. A couple cadets that bet money lost at pool, and they were rather dejected at feeling scammed by civilians. Their sergeant stepped in and told the frat boys to behave, but they brushed him off, being too drunk and full of themselves to take his advice.

Deciding he had tolerated enough of their boorish behavior, the sergeant called a taxi to send the boys home so he and his men could keep drinking in peace. Five of the frat boys left, but Dan stuck around, and began getting up in the Sergeant’s face. Deciding this point needed to be taught a lesson, the sergeant gestured to some of his boys, and when Dan went to go take a piss, a bag was thrown over his head. He found himself restrained, his wrists and ankles bound, and was too drunk to properly fight back. He felt himself be manhandled like a bag of potatoes, and was tossed in the back of a car.  He heard the sergeant and one of the bartenders talking, and after a few minutes the car started up. Dan felt himself jostled around as he went somewhere else, turning infrequently and unable to create a mental map of where he was being taken. Twenty minutes later, Dan was hauled out of a car and taken inside a house. The alcohol had taken its toll, and Dan was barely coherent now.  This was normally the point where the least drunk member of his frat boys would get some of the pledges to drive them home to pass out, but Dan lacked that.

He felt himself tossed on a soft surface, and then the bag was yanked off his head.  Dan did not realize that his clothing had been cut away during the trip and he lay on the bed and just his briefs, looking up at three burly men. They were dressed in blue jeans and wife beaters, and heavy stubble adorned their faces. They didn’t look like men from the military, but in his drunken haze Dan thought he recognized them as some of the men working in the bar. “Looks like you were bothering one of our best customers,” the man in the center said. He smiled wickedly at Dan, and nudged the guy on his left in the shoulder. The three of them exchanged knowing looks, and the other two men left. “Boys like you think they can do whatever they want because of either their looks, or their parent’s money. I bet because you are drinking at our blue collar bar that it’s the first one. Well, since you seem so keen to show that bod of yours off, I think I will help give you something to really stand out.” After a few more minutes, the man’s two friends came back and were holding a funnel and a large green glass bottle, their hands obscuring the label. Dan struggled, but before long they had him laying prone on his back, funnel in his mouth.

“Come now boy, you seemed in such a hurry to get wasted at my bar. Think of this as me helping you along. Don’t worry, I’m pouring slowly. Be a good boy and keep drinking. We have plenty of bottles like this, and I am going to fill you up with as much as you can take.” Dan felt tears run down his eyes as he continued to swallow. The liquor caused him to continue to get progressively drunk, but it tasted like no liquor Dan had ever tried before. It was sweet for one thing, and the flavor alternated between chocolate and caramel and peanut butter. It was delicious, and the more Dan had, the more he wanted. Before long he was gulping down swallow after swallow, and began to get greedy for more booze after he finished off bottle after bottle. While he continued to get drunk, he also failed to realize what else was happening to him. As he drank the strange mixture, his chest started to fill out. His abs slowly begin to fade, as pudge started covering his muscular chest. Fat spread outward from his stomach at a rate that was far from ordinary. Before long, Dan had a beginner beer belly. It did not stop there though. The increased plumpness seemed to be traveling outwards from his gut, packing on the pounds everywhere he once had strong, brawny definition. His arms begin to get chunkier and chunkier, and soon his calves would rub together when he walked. His ass in particular bore the brunt of the weight gain and his hard bubble butt soon turned into two jiggly pillows of soft, supple lard. His briefs began to groan at the strain of trying to keep his fat ass in check, and by the time Dan was on his fourth bottle, the elastic band snapped and they ripped off.

“Fuck, I didn’t think he would like it this much. It’s not often I get to bust out my special Cubmaker Whiskey. It’s half liquor, half Ultra Gainer Shake of my own devising. Hell, each bottle adds about 15 pounds to you if you drink it fast enough. And the results are immediate, as you can see. Not that I think this boy is listening anymore.  He is drunk off his ass and might just be a little bit addicted to the sugary taste. Only thing to do now is let him sleep it off, and drop them off back at his frat house before he wakes up. Luckily he’s got a lettered bottle opener on his keychain. That should make it easy for us. Nothing to do now but send him home and see if he changes.  If he does, I am sure we’ll see it.”

Dan was oblivious to this as the Cubmaker worked its way through his system. He had a big dopey grin on his cheeks, and soon his jiggly belly was packed as full of booze as it could be.  The bartender let out a low whistle, and saw Dan had downed almost five whole bottles before falling into blissful unconsciousness.  The weight gain was only the most immediate and primary effect of the Cubmaker, and as Dan slept the other properties of the liquor began to go to work on him. His once cleanly shaved body begin to grow a big patch of fuzz right between his new, more beefy chest, and his treasure trail grew up from his groin to meet it. A light layer of fuzz coated his body, and his well-kept hair grew out a little, lengthening from unkempt and attractive to long and wild. Stubble thickened and grew all over his face, and the patchiness he hid by clean shaving was now evenly filled in. His ass in particular grew quite hairy, and began developing its own special musk, much sharper than before, one that would make tops chub up in their pants and be able to tell Dan was perfect for breeding.

Dan’s brain rewired itself next, shifting him from total straight man to more of a horny bisexual. He would still love fucking women, but there would be something about a stocky man that would make him want to bend over and take it up the ass. His standards changed, and while he would only show interest to choice females, he began to desire hairy stocky men who looked like his new form.  In addition to rewiring his sexuality and increasing his body hair, the Cubmaker also played around with Dan’s attitude and bearing. His aggressive, go get ‘em nature begin to fade. His laziness became amplified as well, and his motivations became repurposed. Sure, he would still probably go work out. It was too well ingrained in his psyche to eliminate it completely. But he would only go once or twice a week, and focus more on the strength training. He was no longer looking to keep a fit body, but instead keep his strength up so he can carry around his larger frame. He would mostly focus on his lower body, desiring to have an ass marbled with muscle and fat, and would only strive for improvement in dead lifts and squats.

Finally, the transformative whiskey began modifying Dan’s modesty. He had loved to go around and tank tops or sleeveless shirts before, to show off his jacked arms, but that desire to show off was augmented even further. He would start to love wearing just his underwear around his frat house, and would have an urge to buy more and more revealing clothing. He would come to love lounging around in the common areas and just a pair of briefs, a jockstrap, or even tight fitting assless underwear. He would need to be prompted to wear a shirt, and would now buy loose t shirts to contrast his desire to wear tight fitting pants.  He loved the thought of his belly hanging over a pair of gym shorts while his shirt rode up on his gut.

While Dan changed, the night passed quickly. Dan’s ability to sleep when plastered was truly legendary, and he slept through getting tossed back into the car and driven home. He was unceremoniously tossed into the yard of his fraternity house by the bartenders who had kidnapped him, and proceeded to sleep for another hour on the front lawn in just a pair of too-small sweatpants. Eventually, one of his frat bros saw him and hauled him back to his bed. When Dan woke up, he only partially remembered the night before. His mind had dramatically changed, and now he perceived that he had always wanted to be more of a cub, with a big belly and hair everywhere. He took no issue with the huge changes to his body, as he remembered he was a fit jock just yesterday, and was glad he had undergone this miraculous makeover. He played with his new belly while in bed, enjoying the softness and give to his furry chest. He smiled, and figured it would be easier to let his body fur grow out than bothering to shave or even trim. His alarm blared, reminding him it was time for his Saturday workout, but he dismissed it. He didn’t feel like going and doing anything today, and tossed on a pair of shorts and waddled into one of the common areas to watch TV.

Dan spent most of the afternoon watching movies shirtless, making sure he ordered himself an extra-large meat lover’s pizza for dinner instead of doing his weekly meal prep. He loved how great the food tasted, and didn’t mind at all that the one pizza was easily worth more calories than he used to eat an entire day. As he had been sitting there without showering, soon he caught a whiff of something. He realized it was his own musk, and what’s more, he decided he liked it. He made a mental note to toss out all of his deodorant, and switch to an unscented soap. He took a big inhale of his natural scent, and felt his ass twitch a little and his dick chub up.  Something about the way he smelled told him it would really help him in finding older, aggressive Bears who would want to play with him. His mind balked at this, as he still had a strong identity of himself as a ladies’ man, able of pulling all kinds of hot girls.  But slowly the two divergent thoughts meshed with each other, and he realized he still loved girls, but also he had a specific role for men.  While his mind was on that track, he popped out his phone and downloaded an app to allow young cubs to meet older bearish men for sex. He set up his profile, and spent the afternoon messaging a bunch of daddy bears who were very excited to break him in. In particular, there was a sexy bear who worked at some military bar downtown who couldn’t wait to meet up and fuck Dan silly, something that made his ass feel hungry and develop an itch right near his prostate.

I smiled as the Chronivac finally finished downloading, I had heard whispers of the program and the power that it had to change people. I didn’t want to use it on myself however, I was in my own opinion, the perfect specimen on manhood, a muscular alpha male, sculpted through hard work and determination in the gym, something my son sadly did not inherit from me.

No, my son preferred to spend his time playing dungeons and dragons and cosplaying as various superheroes, using padded muscles suits to pass off his extreme lack of any muscles what so ever.

Loading the Chronivac up I looked over my sons profile with a sneer, how could this boy possibly even be my son with pathetic stats like this. The only good thing he had going for him was his dick that was an impressive 6 inches soft, and 9 inches erect apparently. Nothing compared to my foot long monster, I smirk adjusting my large package. It was just a shame the rest of his body didn’t match what I had given him.

Looking through various options, I found one where I could enter what I wanted to change. It would be much more easier that changing things about my son individually.

‘Make my son a man I can be proud of, a true alpha male, with alpha male friends.’

It was simple, but I think it should do, I grin as I click start and thing of the son I am about to get, someone I can really show off to my friends.

I felt a wave come out of my computer and a strange feeling come over me, looking down I could see my body shrinking, my large pecs shrinking and the floor slowing becoming closer and closer to me. Looking back at the computer, I searched in vain to try and find an option to cancel the changes and stop what was happening, but I couldn’t, what ever was happening had locked the computer. 

I looked down and saw my body was continuing to change, my body was now almost as small as my sons, my hard earned muscles had vanished, along with all of my body hair.

I loud manly laugh from the other room distracted me, and as if on auto pilot I walked from my own room and towards my sons.Opening the door, my jaw dropped in awe, in front of me were four muscular, manly men. All laughing and joking with each other while wearing skin tight Spiderman t-shirts, something that only moments ago were baggy on all four of them. I recognised all of them as my son and his, now formerly, geeky friends.

The man, who was my son, looked over at me and smirked confidently. “Looks like my old man finally played around with the program” he laughed, “didn’t expect us to get to it first and have a little surprise for him”. My son walked over to me, causing me to look up at him, he was now a good foot and a half taller than me. “I knew you were embarrassed and ashamed of me, you couldn’t just be happy and let me be myself? Well, now I have the best of both, all these muscles” he said flexing, “and still a bit geeky”. He reached down and rubbed his now enormous bulge, “and you are now only good for one thing” he said looking over at his friends who had dropped their underwear to the floor, as my son did the same and looked my dead in the eyes, his eyes gleaming with alpha male confidence, “on your knees”, was all he had to say, he was the man of the house now, and I had to do as I was told.

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I know that I should feel guilty that I swapped ages with my son, but I’m not, after all, if I never made that wish I would still be in my old fat body and not my muscular 18 year old body. I can’t believe I ever let myself go, I was so hot, and that was my main motivation with the wish. My body is actually better than I remember.

My son was upset that he was now 50, and if it were to happens to me now I would also be upset, but he seems to be slowly getting use to it. He fits in at his job as a builder, and I even let him keep his boyfriend, that was another wish I made so that he would be more comfortable.

I feel so confident and cocky now, who wouldn’t be with a body like this. I remember the ladies all falling over me when I was 18 before and now they’re falling all over me again, only this time I have a lot more guys trying to flirt with me aswell. I wanted to enjoy my new youth a lot more so I used my final wish on making myself and the rest of the rugby boys all bisexual. Let’s just say we’ve had a lot of fun in the changing rooms.

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