Lover of TF's

Hey Bros! Good to be back in the swing of things! With the chaos simmering down in my personal life I'm finally catching up to all of my work loads and writing I have been wanting to do and thought now would be a great time to open up something!

For those who want to support me I have made a KOFI and Patreon that give access to a discord, my old stories, early access to stories, captions, polls for future free stories and more at higher tiers!! There is also a tip jar in Kofi!! If we do hit the goal on kofi i can start doing art for the stories (drawing men of all shapes and sizes) and there is another goal after! Again its there for anyone and everyone who is willing and wanting to support financially!! Let me know if there are any problems getting in!!! KOFI PATREON

For those of you who may be interested my Patreon Discord is getting ready to vote for the next series of captions or 1k word stories! if you would like a chance to do so, you can join the PATREON at the lowest paid tier ($5 usd) and get access to all my stories and captions early here are the choices for you all to vote for! (every supporter helps) /descriptions below

Being A patriot - millitary recruit/cadet gets snappy at superiors and learns what it means to serve (becoming a passaround party bottom for his unit) Gayest man Alive -just a few wrong words after i wish leads to a man named Bret feeling karmic payback Getting bred- men become insatiable breeder bulls- specifically around this one twink who has no idea what hes doing to set this off short captions- you guys get to ask me for a short tf!! I'll do my best to get to all of them!

Heroes Corrupted- several figures across fiction find themselves under the thrall of ancient primordial magics, corrupting noble hearts and minds till all that remains is the need to breed (hot guy below for engagement)

Pride was always a great time for recruiting, plenty of idiotic protestors to re-educate…. Okay fine education considering most of them were dumb as rocks and never learned basic human empathy or a crumb of emotional intelligence. So when I saw Jared, this prim and proper mormon boy wearing a white button down and khakis holding a sign saying god hates fags. I knew exactly what to do, I mean it was a matter of a simple, easy PULSE.

See most of these dumb, bigots are secretly gay, hidden underneath deep levels of self hate and insecurity. So desperate to escape, scratching at the edges of the husk of hate that make up their flesh and blood. It's why a PULSE of horny gay magic easily saturates the soul, releasing it from any inhibition, but also of any control. I watch as his face, pimply, horrid and awful gets a look of pure horror as his body blurs. His once waifish build starts to BULGE as muscles expand and grow. His once paltry arms gain biceps the size of footballs, his triceps thicken, veins pumping blood and testosterone down to his meaty hands. His shoulders broaden, his chest two giant slabs of granite as his body grows an eight pack that could rival a marvel actor that lead to a perfect v line and cum gutters.

His clothes are no longer there, just a pair of briefs that leave little to the imagination, a bulge that begs to be sucked, an ass that deserves to be ate. His skin starts to smooth out, any blemishes permanently removed. His feet grow to size fourteens while his thighs and calves are absolutely carved to perfect thickness and perfection.

Before his mind is gone forever I chisel his face, raise his cheekbones, enhance his jaw and plump up his lips. His once pale skin replaced with a gorgeous tan. His mind is last, with a single, simple pulse i turn all his hate, into what it was always meant to be, undoing decades of indoctrination until all thats left is love and lust. Be proud Jared, you are exactly who you are meant to be now.

___________ Want access to more horny writing sooner! Patreon and Kofi Members get access first seeing it on discord! They also are gonna get to vote on future free stories and captions in the next few weeks!! Any and all support is appreciated

also any money sent to kofi or with patreon or paypal im going to put aside and save up to use for writing longer, smuttier, possibly novella/book so if you want to help this blogger get published and help me pick out some of the tfs for the book (voted on by discord, tumblr and everyone)

I had just wanted to be more dominant, but now I was this air headed himbo who couldn’t go ten seconds without shaking my ass for any guy who called me goodboy. I had read online about KOKSTRAPS, about what they could do, transforming you into whatever brand you bought, I even fully believed it, buying the dom top one. It was literally the most popular.. Fuck I hate saying literally all the time it literally sucked.

I was like (there it is again, another word I hate) a true academic before putting this thing on, I literally worked out, kept in shape, and had a few boyfriends. I was fine, but they all said the same thing, even my bestie christie who was a basic ass white bitch, that i was TOOO VANILLA. So I thought I would show them that I could be adventurous, buying the bright red kokstrap and slipping it on. I didn’t read any warning labels, didn’t notice the strangely (definitely not resealed) packaging, I just strapped up, my fit, tight bubble butt perfectly framed by the straps and my average cock waiting to grow in the pouch.

Except when everything PULSED, my body hair that I had properly manscaped and maintained, LITERALLY VANISHED. I was smooth as the day I was born, that wasn’t supposed to like happen. I tried taking it off but instead my hands grabbed both inflating ass cheeks and pulled them apart, my fingers slipping into a now naturally lubed hole fingeringh myself like stupid. My wist trimmed down till i looked like some tom of finland cartoon that like begged to be used. My work clothes all like vanished leaving me with just cute pastel gym clothes that hugged every muscle. My perky tits… no pectorals looked like massive pillows and lips that were begging to suck cocks. When I finally stopped trying to take the kokstrap off to call for help, one of hands left my hole alone to call my exes. I needed something to fill me up

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I've learned not to give to much away as years go by (some ideas need to cook longer and others have been taken) But as of right now ex highschool sweethearts find themselves in a witches horrific plot of RLF with transformation magic, gay sex and mental tfs. I think this is vague enough and has cooked a fair bit that I'm okay sharing it! I'd love to actually be able to write it out maybe I can make like a goal post? IDK would anyone be interested in basically sponsoring me writing a book XD- I'd let patreon and tumblr do votes on different aspects of tfs. cute pic to attract attention

I had told the faggot the only way he’d get to see me this next week for his $400 facetime is if he sent me a dom top kokstrap. I mean the bitch was desperate, sending me half his paycheck every month just for the privilege of me talking down to him and jerking my dick. The way he begged me to spit on the camera or push my foot against the lens always got me going. The muscle worship sessions where I’d oil myself up talking about how much bigger I was then him, how small his muscles are, how tiny his dick was. Probably only able to get off thinking about a real man, the feeling of submitting being true bliss and pleasure. How desperate he was to give a real man his paycheck.

So I wasted no time calling him when I got it, no care for the fact he was at work at some pathetic corporate job. He was at his desk blushing, blocking the screen from his coworkers walking past his cubicle. His pathetic small cock was already leaking pre as I told him to get on his knees, but before he could do it. I felt this strong PULSE in my stomach. My body started aching, my mind catching on fire. I watched in horror as in the small corner of my phone all the years of hard work, discipline, countless regimens and diets literally melt from my body, my arms, pecs, hell my abs literally disappeared, even the body hair I had built up is magically shaved off as I’m left smooth. My body is built like a string bean, the only meat on my bones is my ass. Hell that even started to tingle, this deep need and hunger eating away at me. My hole twitching, winking, empty.

My face, one strong, masculine, gets feminized, my eyebrows perfectly waxed and arched, my nose more button-like. My lips become plump, salivating as my mind is bombarded with images of my former self. Worshipping that body, taking in that musk and begging for him to spit on me, to even let me see his cock. Visions of me just handing my wallet to HIM. Giving away access to my bank account, signing over my property and begging just for him to ridicule my cock- no not cock, tiny penis. My cock shrinking down to a nub. None of this makes sense, its not me, i liked big titted bimbos, dominating weaker men, not becoming a sniveling pathetic faggot.

I try begging for help but my voice comes out in whimpers and moans. My body against my will turns around, back to the camera as I look at the camera, on my knees ass up and a voice that's not mine speaks up. “Please… please sir, I need you, what can i do, anything!” Its so lispy, high pitched and queer. I had no control of my body, no stopping it from bouncing my cheeks up and down in these tight briefs as a deep growl from the phone tells me to lower them, making my pathetic dicklet leak precum. Im so happy I gave daddy that 400 dollars for the call

THEY ARE!!! I am backed up because of work but if anyone wants to get something in the books i will absolutely pen you in! Hopefully my schedule clears up and I could use the work (rent is expensive, maybe i could write a story about my landlord)

(have this pic)

I know i shouldn’t have pissed off Alex. Listen I’m not a bad guy i promise, I was just broke as shit when we moved in together. Me and my boy Alex went back to elementary school in a small as fuck town and after he went off to college and I stagnated he was nice enough to try and help me get off my feet. But I wasn’t qualified for any of this shit in the city and that led to Alex giving me the best suggestion and my ticket to not fame but money. Porn. Gay porn to be specific.

I knew that he had a thing for me, so at first I just shrugged my head, telling him to stop complimenting me. But he was insistent and I knew that sooner or later I’d have to stop mooching off of him the way I was. So I agreed to start a twitter, Alex told me “Adam sell the fantasy” and “Just be all alpha and bro like” even if it wasn’t me. I wasn’t bad looking, i was above average physically at 5’10, I had decent muscle, nice cock and good face , my only problem was my lack of an ass but Alex said no one would care if I did it right. I just had to act selfish, had to focus on my cock and talk down but I didn’t have that fratboy cockiness innately until after a month of onlyfans.

Fake it till you make it and I had made it, so many fucking fags begging to see me just fondle my bulge, my girthy six incher was meant for the ladies so I only did strip teases and solo vids. Always giving them to alex for free since he helped me get set up. I never said I was straight, I didn’t have to what a fag doesn’t know wont hurt em, that was also a new word in my vocabulary. Alex said I was gay baiting, but I just told him I was doing what he suggested, pulling my shorts down to show off my cock I knew he was craving, I knew what made him tick, what buttons to press to shut him up. But one day I pushed his buttons too much.

I had just finished a vid, cumming all over myself and wiping it down with a jock I had been bought by a fan. That had become a normal occurrence at this point, underwear, toys, clothes all bought off a wishlist, things i never needed to buy for myself again, I was even covering the entire rent now that I made so much, just as a way to pay alex back. That train of though gave me a bright idea, I’ll give him another gift. Walking with my cock out and throwing my used jock on his face. It was a shock to him, he was just on the couch watching tv, my manager, my roommate got this look in his eye, probably from taking a deep hit of my masculine scent and threw it off of him before I could see any more satisfaction and embarrass him. He told me it was rude and I just told him i knew he liked it. It started a whole argument on how I shouldn’t tease him like this since I refused to fuck him and I just told him if he didn’t like it then maybe he should have gotten a gay roommate or boyfriend to be his live in pornstar instead. He just grumbled, said he needed to cool down and took a walk. I didn’t see at all till the next day when he dropped off a package. Said it was for a video request, I had read about wearing a kokstrap but it was supposed to be pink not this rainbow shit. Pink was faggy enough but rainbows was too far. Hey it was money though and pride month, Alex reminded me it was pride.

When I slipped it on though i felt my world flip. My body was PULSING as my brain felt like it was on fire. My entire essence burning up, fueling some type of magic. I could hear alex telling me about how I was right, i should have gotten a gay roommate or boyfriend to be his live in pornstar. That he had done something to this KOKSTRAP and made his dreams come true. I wanted to hit him, I was getting ready to lunge at him, my arms reached out to-

Hug him for the thoughtful gift. My boyfriend was so sweet for getting me a rainbow KOKSTRAP. He knows how much I love showing off for my fans. Especially my big, round bubble butt. Sure my cock was nice and girthy, i had a fucking ten out of ten face card and great muscle tone, but everyone was here for the ass. It was my focus and I loved acting like such a needy, pathetic bottom for the camera, alex was so right for getting me into this.