Muscle Tf Lover

Travis wasn't excited for the pledge party. He was a member of a frat but he was in it more for the networking and the bragging rights on his resume. He was on the lacross team but was a finance major. Athletic and smart. He figured frat membership might give his resume an edge. He was very focused on his grades to maintain his spot on the team and his fitness. Meticulously counting calories and keeping track of his macros. A party with snack food and beer would throw that all off. Sure he could go and not eat or drink but then what would be the point? And sure he could starve himself for the day before but hunger might fuck up his studing or a quiz. So that was out too. However this was a party for welcoming nee pledges, attending was mandatory. He figured out how to work in a few beers at the party without messing up his calories for the day and went. He went a little hungery that day but at least it was just this once. He still had no plans to attend the weekly Friday rager.

As doon as he stepped out back in his swim shorts and button up dress shirt that was guaranteed to come off as soon as the sorority girls showed up, he was offered a fruity pinapple drink from one of the guys. Geez more math to do. No doubt that had more in it than just beer but too late to back out now. He smiles and sips. High fives some guys and greets the smaller younger guys who must be the pledges. Keeps sipping and keeps doing what he's supposed to and trying not to think of the extra treadmill time this drink is adding to his routine.

However the drink tasted great and as he drank he hardly noticed the hair on his head getting shorter. His beard stubble growing out into a full dark beard, giving him a lazy look that would have horrified him moments ago. His stomach growled as suddenly he felt really hungry. Well he did avoid some food for tonight. He sees the buffet laid out, burgers, hot dogs, pizza and the like. Before he realizes hes scarfing the food down. A layer of fat rapidly forming over his meticulously kept abs. The muscles themselves softening as if less work was put into them. A tiredness and laziness washes over him as his pecs shift starting to push out and hang down becoming more like moobs. His chest itched and burned as his shirt grew too tight dark brown hairs began to sprout and grow on his previously smooth chest. He unbuttoned the shirt with a belch and a sigh as his chest was exposed to the open air and his gut could hang out over his waist. His shorts take on brighter colors and ride up his thickening legs. A bit too long to be speedos but too short to be board shorts. Less of a style choice and more the look of someone wearing last years shorts that don't quite fit anymore. His legs sprout more hair as he demands another fruit drink from the other guys who bring it to him without complaint. Smirks on the faces of the older guys, awkward intimidation from the younger, and outright fear from the newbies. He smirks. His buldge stirs as he feels a surge of confidence at the control of the situation he has. The 22 year old...no that's not right...24? 25? He's lost count of his age, just as he's lost count of the number of drinks he's had, the number of caloroes. Older but still college age. The president of the frat, fuck, the king! He rubs his gut proudly and lets loose another burp. He's the oldest, the biggest, and the biggest drinker. Former lacrosse bro before he let himself go. He should be in charge. He acts tough but the guys who've been in the frat for years know he'd a chill guy. Its the pledges who get intimidated in front of the large commanding figure. Those who only have his appearance to go by.

Stoner Step Dad

Billy arrived home from classes one day to find a strange shirtless man in his kitchen. The guy looked like a model or a baywatch character. Bronzed skin, bulging pecs and a squarish face with wild hair. "Hey sport, you must be Billy. I'm Chad and well, I'm dating your mom now! I dont wanna make things awkward but Im sure were gonna hit it off!" The mans giant grin and exposed body filled Billy with digust and anxiety. He scoffed and went to his room to study, ignoring Chad. After a few hours he creeped out for some food. He searched the kitchen but found nothing except a protein shake with a note on it. "Feel like we got off to a bad start, hope this helps us bond!" Billy rolled his eyes but his aching stomach would not be denied.

Wasn't His

Aaron had a hard time fitting in. Transferring as a senior was hard enough, but especially to a preppy school in California that was all surfers. The poor nerd had been popular at his old private school but after getting kicked out for cheating on a test he was sent here. No more nerds to talk programming and biology with. Just surfers talking about chicks and board wax. Some of the surfers however felt bad and knew he was a good guy with a bit of a rebelous streak who could serve their group well, if he just had some different priorities. They invited him to their monthly bonfire down on the beach and promised him new friends and fun if he agreed to join, and so join he did.

Oliver had it with his anxiety. He had been feeling so much studying for midterms. He left his dorm and drove down to local gas station to finally take some advice from his friends and buy a pack of weed gummies and then went out to the parking lot and immediately opened the pack and ate one, figuring he'd have about an hour to drive home until it kicked in, at least thats according to his friends, he'd never done it before. But on his way to his car he felt a sudden rush to his head. It was like a headache but not painful, just feeling light headed and dizzy. His clothes were beginning to feel tingly. Hot and itchy. Especially his shirt. It felt like it was crawling on his back. Finally he couldn't stand it and started to pull the damn thing off! With little awareness of where he was he felt a tightness and heat around his feet. His shoes suddenly felt so tightband restricting. His socks itchy as if made of a thick sweater material. He pulled off his shoes and socks, wiggling his bare toes against the rough asphalt of the ground with a sigh of relief. However that relief was short lived as soon his legs began to itch and heat up as well. Oliver's jeans took on the same intense restrictive and itchy feeling as the restvof his clothes did and with little hesitantion he stripped them off. Now in the gas station parking lot in just his boxers. He fumbles with the bag to take another gummy as his boxers began to heat up. He looked down with a slack expression. His face relaxing, his mouth hanging open, his tired stressed out eyes going dull as it was suddenly hard to think. Thinking slowed down a lot, it was like he had to go through a maze to find each thought and forgot why it was important before he got there. He was horny. Fuck it felt like he hadn't jerked in days. He wasn't a particularly horny guy but right now his dick was all he could focus on. Yanking his boxers off he crouched and began to jerk off. Fuck that felt awesome. It was more intense than any jerking session. It fekt great. He was in public and too high to care, too high to notice the shocked looks, people taking pictures on their phones, or making a police call. Too high to notice his hair cut itself shorter, or the trashy guys chuckling and walking up to him. It was only the cool chill of a metal chain falling across his neck that snapped him out of his haze. He looked up at the guys who walked up, and recognized them. His bros.

"Naked again Ollie?" One of them asked.

Dissolving Swim Shorts

Inspired by a video I saw

Tanner was a lonely college freshman. Thin, nerdy and very body shy. He was surprised there were very few clubs at his school, it seemed like all of the guys were in the frats or sports. He felt self conscious seeing all of the bigger guys in the halls wearing tight revealing clothing to show off their muscles and hair. One day he found a package outside his dorm, which contained a bathing suit, a tank top and an invitation to a big frat pool party. The invitation said the outfit had to be worn to be admitted, Tanner sighed. Even a sleeveless shirt made him feel uncomfortable showing off his skinny arms and lack of body hair. But he was lonely and bored so he forced himself into the suit, noticing the material felt oddly light and strange to the touch. He shrugged it off and put on some shoes and went to the party.

He made it to the gate where two large frat boys in just swim trunks stopped him.

"No shoes bro, only the outfit you were sent, thats the rule".

Tanner felt his face reddening but he had already come this far. He tossed off one shoe and then the other, revealing his small, pale feet. The guards took the shoes from him and waved him in. As he went past they laughed and tossed the shoes in the garbage knowing he wouldn't need them anymore. Tanner quickly noticed he was by far the smallest guy there in a crowd of hairy studs all flexing, chest bumping and playing beer pong. He wandered around near the pool when a pair of hands suddenly hit his chest hard sending him toppling in. He looked around at all the smiling frat boys who stared at him with looks that said they were expecting something. He looked down in horror to see his shirt melting off. His small nipples, flat stomach, all bare. He raised his hands meekly to cover himself only causing the other guys to laugh.

"Show off show off!" They chanted.

Tanner felt an odd heat and pressure as if the pool was warming up. His hands were starting to be pushed away from his chest as his pecs grew! Muscles ached and expanded until a definitive shelf had formed. His nipples enlarged and pointed slightly down. That wasn't all, his stomach had expanded, hard muscles could be felt there but also a bit of fat like he drank too much or was just lazy between work outs.  Tanner turned a bright crimson, embaressed but also oddly turned on by having this new muscle. His small joy quickly faded though as an itching spread over him. The newly enlarged chest was now sprouting curly brown hairs everywhere! Gross, he thought, muscle was one thing but he didn't wanna end up a hairy frat boy like these guys! He splashed towards the stairs in a hurry, hoping getting out of the water would halt the changes. Just then he felt a rush of water around his privates and saw in horror that his bathing suit had disentegrated.

"Show it off bruh!" One of the frat bros shouted. Tanner let out a loud, deep moan as he felt his dick slowly growing.

"No, no, nooooo" he moaned as it grew thick and hairy, dark hair swirling up around his dick to meet the pelt on his chest before swirling around to connect with his newly hairy ass that had also pushed out into a firm bubble butt. Tanner was overwhelmed with shame. His big, hairy, sexed up body exposed for all to see.  Even his hands and feet had swelled greatly. Hair pushing out on his feet and toes. No way those old shoes would fit now. Not that hed be wearing shoes. Against the embaressment a new thought was fighting to take over.

"Damn, Im hot" Tanner grunted not realizing he had said it aloud. But it was true. As much as he had felt grossed out before a growing part of him loved this big, hairy body.

Sexy.

Thats what he was.

Enough to get any girl and maybe some guys. He needed to show off. A cocky grin grew across his face which had changed to become more angular. A 5 o clock shadow growing in and beaming blue eyes under heavy eye brows. He took a big wet hand and slicked back his curly brown hair with blonde highlights before striding out of the pool, proudly letting his new cock swing between his legs, half erect already from all the hot people at the party. He fist bumped the other guys and grabbed a beer before chugging it.