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Jordan and I were the hottest guys on the block, and everyone knew it. We were best bros, and there was no disguising it. We went everywhere together, did everything together, and even wore matching outfits sometimes.
We were both on the swim team, and Jordan even had a pool in his backyard. But the one thing we really wanted more than anything was a jacuzzi. So when we heard the neighbors had installed one only two doors down, we had to try it.
”Hey!” Jordan said, “I just got the greatest idea! What if we snuck into the neighbor’s backyard tonight and try out their jacuzzi? I heard they’re gonna be out of town!”
”Fuck yeah bro!” I agreed excitedly. “Let’s do it!”
Later that night, we silently climbed the neighbor’s fence and crept stealthily over to the jacuzzi. I turned it on with the flick of a switch, and turned the setting to “Extra Hot”
Jordan and I stripped down to our speedos, and slid into the steaming hot water.
“Ahhhhhhh…” I groaned in satisfaction, feeling the hot bubbles popping against my skin.
”Fuuuucccccckkk…” echoed Jordan, his face contorted in pleasure.
“Hey, bro,” I said, feeling a slight tingle all over my body, “do you feel weird, or is it just me?”
“Wait yeah…” Jordan replied uneasily, “I feel a little weird too.” He grunted quietly. “But it feels kinda… good.”
”Yeahhhh…” I grunted, shifting my weight in the steaming water.
“Your voice, bro,” Jordan added, “it sounds… deeper…”
“Ughhh…” I moaned, “yours too…”
Jordan’s face looked hotter. Fuck. When did he start looking like such a kissable guy?
“Broooo… your face…” Jordan grunted. “You look so handsome…”
“You too…” I said, gazing in his piercing blue eyes. His chin was chiseled and a beard that I’d never seen before was blossoming from it.
The hot water pushed up tightly against me, and I had the strangest sensation that it was starting to fill up my body. Everything felt heavier and loftier, and it took effort just to shift my arms.
Jordan’s shoulders seemed a whole lot broader, and his traps seemed to be rising up his expanding neck.
“Damn bro…” said Jordan with a smile, “you look like a fucking supermodel…”
“Well you look like a fucking quarterback…” I said back slowly, my eyes fixed on his pecs, which I hadn’t noticed being so full and round before. His nipples were poking out of them like party hats. I kinda wanted to play with them a little.
Our knees were touching, which I’m pretty sure they weren’t doing when we first got in. I moved my hand under the water onto his leg, feeling how thick and muscular it was, tracing the toned bumps up to his waist.
Suddenly I felt Jordan’s hand on my waist, and we began to mirror each other, moving our hands over each other’s toned, shredded abs.
“Broooo…” I moaned, “your body is so fucking hot…” I felt his muscles stretching and tightening with my hand, his skin bulging out to accommodate the muscle that was growing underneath it.
“Fuckkkk bro…” Jordan said, “I think you’re growing…” His hand reached my nipple and began to knead it gently in his fingers.
“Bro… that feels so fucking good…” I groaned, and I started to play with his big hard muscle tits as well. The water seemed to keep filling us up, inflating us like water balloons of muscle.
I moved closer to Jordan, so that my huge muscle chest was pressed tightly up against his like the wrong puzzle pieces being forced together. Our bodies were expanding toward each other in an ecstasy of muscle. The closer we got, the more of him I could feel.
“Ahhhhhh…. Fuckkk!” I roared loudly as I felt his massive, elongating, thickening cock press against mine. Our speedos were ripped and floating on the surface.
”Your cock…” Jordan bellowed in a rich bass voice, “it’s fucking enormous… You’re so hung, bro…” I felt his already huge hand struggling to fit around the girth of my monster cock.
“Holy shit, bro…” I said, trying to grapple my hand around Jordan’s cock, “your fucking cock is gigantic!”
We took turns sucking each other off, the cocks still elongating and expanding in our mouths.
Our muscles pressed against each other, flesh straining against flesh, vein popping against vein. The hot and steamy water kept our blood pumping, and we hoped our muscles would never stop growing.
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Unburdened - Muscle growth and weight gain AI sequence
Thank you for everyone who voted in the poll! Here is the one you voted for and I will work on Risk it all episode 2 next. I hope you all enjoy.
The Trickster grinned as he floated invisibly around the pool, a holiday resort was always rich in insecurity, jealousy and regret. A perfect place to grant wishes and make mischief. The Trickster then saw him, Myles standing and flexing as women giggled and swooned behind him, the tall, handsome man was bulging with muscles, his pecs like swollen balloons and biceps like boulders. He was smiling but there was also exhaustion behind his expression as sweat dripped down him, many would have mistaken him as someone how had recently got out of the pool but instead he found the heat difficult to cope with. His body would overcompensate and drench him in sweat and still that did little to cool him down. The Trickster grinned as he felt a wish brewing but his green demon eyes then spotted someone else. There was Ahmed dangling his feet in the pool, his eyes drifting to Myles and then looking away painfully. The obese, hairy Arabic man had managed to escape his family for 10 minutes of peace only for him to feel self-conscious and inadequate as Myles flexed near him. Ahmed squirmed as he tried to hide his flabby body from the people behind him and the flexing jock as a wish appeared in his head.
The Trickster grinned and sent a small wisp of green smokey magic towards both men, loosening their tongues as their wishes slipped from there lips.
As Myles stopped posing his wiped the sweat from his forhead and said "Fuck! I wish I could deal with this heat better!"
While Ahmed was beginning to move away from all the attention he found himself looking towards Myles and saying under his breath "I wish I could be like that."
As the two wishes were made the Trickster snapped his fingers and plumes of green smoke surrounded both men making them cough and splutter. The men panicked as the tainted air invaded their lungs and quickly was absorbed by them both until as quickly as it appeared the smoke was gone. Both men looked around scared and confused but no one seemed to notice what had occurred to them making them both feel foolish and embarrassed, had it been in their heads? Both men were then hit with a lurching sensation as there world spun and there stomach ached and churned, a cold uncomfortable tingling ran through their bodies as each looked down at their bodies.
Both men completely unaware that they were both experiencing the same unpleasant sensation then tried to leave the pool.
Ahmed felt the tingling in his body and his stomach seemed to be doing flips and for a brief moment the chubby hairy man thought he was about to vomit. Scrambling to stand Ahmed found it was much easier to get himself up, his arms and legs felt stronger and as he took his first couple of steps he didn't feel his body jiggle as much while his belly did not feel like such a burden as it had done before. Stopping Ahmed looked down and ran a hand across his chest, his man boobs looked smaller, his belly didn't feel as large and was that a bicep he could see?
Ahmed was in shock as his body continued to tingle, he had never had muscle definition and any muscle he did have had been buried under fat for years! Ahmed still felt strange but no longer was he leaving the pool as his hands explored his tingling body, he pushed with both hands on his belly and when he let go his stomach didn't bounce back it stayed where it was and continued to shrink away! He was losing weight and at a rapid pace! Ahmed couldn't believe it, it had to be a dream as he watched the fat melt away from his arms and legs, his man tits started to look like beginner pectorals and his arms looked muscular and he couldn't help but squeeze them. Ahmed let out a happy yelp as he felt the rock hard muscle, he then ran his hands over his chest and torso as he felt more muscle bulging and growing, he was so excited that he didn't notice his body hair receding. His once bushy chest hair had thinned and his arms and legs had lost a lot of the thick hair and had now been mixed with much more sparse finer hair.
It was only when Ahmed felt the tingling in his face and he felt to feel his lack of double chin that he also felt his thinning beard. Ahmed paused as he felt his face as his jaw became more defined as the fat disappeared but also his thick, dark beard started to dissolve as it became just patchy stubble. Ahmed then started to panic as while his belly had now totally vanished and the beginning of a six pack was now defining his torso, he was also noticing how it was now completely devoid of any body hair and soon the rest of his body began to match. Ahmed a little frightened looked at his arms, legs, shoulders and feet as the body hair was now all completely gone! While his biceps were larger his pectorals were now perky, his legs looked strong and muscular he was now smooth all over, what's more his nipples looked pinker and his skin looked off.
Ahmed looked closer at his arm and saw no dark curly hair like he was used to but just plain skin, skin that now looked lighter. Ahmed didn't know if it was a trick of the light but his previously golden, olive skin now looked considerable more pale. Ahmed would have looked more closely if his face then hadn't began to ache and his world spun as the bones in his faces started to shift. Ahmed groaned as his facial features morphed and changed to take on a more western appearance, his lips thinning, his nose changing shape, his eyes changing to green and his hair becoming a chestnut brown.
Ahmed squirmed as his face finished changing and a sudden rush of energy filled up his body. All the weight he had previously carried was now gone and now his muscles swelled and expanded. Ahmed knew he should have been more worried about the changes to his skin tone, his facial features and the hair on his body but seeing his pectorals grow and bounce, his biceps bulge, his thighs thicken and the rock hard washboard abs appear on his stomach made every other change trivial.
When the tingling finally stopped and Ahmed was left with the muscular body he had always dreamed of, he smiled. He looked to his refection in the pool and although it was foreign to him, seeing the white, younger, muscular man smile back at him made him feel more confident and happy as a new name popped into his head. As Alan he was no longer burdened by his huge family and kids, no longer dragging around 400 pounds of lard and shame. Instead now he was free and fit, he looked to the woman by the pool and no longer did he want to hide away. Instead he wanted everyone to stare and to see him, no longer to he waddle but he strutted his plump bubble butt swaying from side to side as he walked. When close enough he smiled at the ladies and happily pulled a double bicep pose. A laugh escaped his lips as he looked at his new body as his muscles flexed, while the woman smiled and gave a little cheer. Alan thanked the force that granted him a miracle and turned him into a poolside god!
Across the pool no one had noticed Myles who was still clutching his stomach and finding it hard to walk as the world spun around him. He was finding it harder to take steps as he felt sluggish and lethargic, his stomach gurgled and as he grabbed it in pain he was surprised when he grabbed something soft and not his hard toned abdominals.
When Myles's vision seemed to focus the jock looked straight at his stomach and was shocked to see his abs fading away, he tried to flex and bring them back but nothing seemed to work. Myles frantically wiped the sweat from his head and his eyes as he tried to understand what was happening to him. He grabbed at his pecs and his torso and tried to feel the hard muscle as he flexed them but instead all he felt was a growing softness, a softness he had never felt before and it terrified him. Myles squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again hoping that his lack of definition was just a trick but sadly it was not. He had worked out tirelessly for this vacation to make sure he looked his best around the pool but something was causing his muscles to fade away! However, fear and terror quickly overwhelmed Myles as he looked down at his body and the little belly that has began to grow, as he was not only losing muscle he was gaining weight.
"NO NO NO!" Myles panicked as he tried to look around for help but no ones seemed to even be looking in his direction let alone noticing his distress and the growing amount of fat that had began to pile up around his body. Myles whimpered as he felt his pectorals bulge outwards into a chubby sagging blobs, his belly swelled as fat pushed out in a ring around his lower torso giving him some cute adorable love handles that wobbled as he desperately looked over his body. His arms and legs grew chubbier and instead of the fit jock there now stood what looked like an out of shape athlete.
Myles went to take a step to try and find help but his body suddenly felt drained of all its energy as if it had just been transferred to someone else. Instead Myles suddenly felt burdened in more ways the one. The main way was the huge amounts of fat that was rapidly expanding and swelling in all parts of his body, pushing his stomach outwards until it became a huge fat gut that sagged and wobbled, his pecs were now two man tits that could be held in each hand and jiggled around, while his ass grew wide and dimpled, no shape or definition but a massive blob on which to sit on. All of this slowed Myles down but it wasn't just the physical burdens that caused him to stop, his mind suddenly felt exhausted.
It was as if he now had a million things to think and stress about and no longer was he simply enjoying himself on holiday. Myles groaned as he brain ached as his thoughts were filled with worries like; how much money was this all costing, did he turn the oven off before he left home, were his keys still in the room safe, what time did he have to book the taxi to get to the airport and what was he going to do to entertain his 7 kids when they returned from spending all his money at the souvenir shop in the lobby of the hotel! Myles's eyes suddenly opened in shock, he didn't have kids, he didn't have to worry about costs, he didn't have to worry about all that stuff... did he? Myles was too busy trying to sort through the new stressful thoughts in his head that he hadn't noticed his pale skin changing shade as the honeyed complexion spread across his chubby body, What's more he dismissed the itching as thick, dark black hair started sprouting from his arms, legs, back, shoulders, face and ass, he was too busy worrying about booking in his car for a service when he returned home and how much of his credit card he would have to pay off this month and if he could get another shift to pay for the extra costs of ear medicine he had to buy for his 4th kid.
Myles face ached as well as his brain, as his facial features began to crack and break and rearrange. The typical jock look he had aspired to look like melted away to that of chubby, tired Arab, his lips fuller, his nose larger, his eyebrows thicker and his beard growing fuller. The sweat evaporated from his forehead as he no longer felt the burning heat as strongly as before, in fact this kind of heat became trivial to his new body which was used to something far more intense.
Myles then felt any remaining energy inside of him fizzle away as his body no longer had the energy to fight back as an extra 150 pound of fat bloated his already fat body. It began in his belly, which ballooned outward with astonishing speed as layers of fat accumulated in heavy, doughy rolls that cascaded over the waistband of his swim shorts. The massive gut then sagged with a loud wet slap as his body became a large wide blob. His chest swelled next, soft man tits grew into pendulous breasts that rested atop the massive dome of chubby belly. The nipples widening and sinking into the flesh as his moobs jiggled with every laboured breath. Fat surged into his arms with elbows that dimpled and swayed, his wrists vanishing into cuffs of blubber while his fingers grew sausage like and stubby. Below, his hips and ass exploded in girth each arse cheek ballooning into enormous, shapeless cushions that widened his stance and forced his legs apart. Cellulite pocked thighs merging into tree-trunk proportions that chafed constantly, knees buried in fat pads. Even his face rounded dramatically as jowls and a triple chin spilled out while his cheeks puffed out like pillows as his neck disappeared into a ring of soft rolls.
Even taking a step now was hard and his brain was now consumed with thoughts of a family, job and responsibilities he never had before and through all that noise Myles found a new name.
Mustafa wanted to cry, this wasn't him! This wasn't his life, he looked around for help but now he felt self-conscious as people looked at him. He wanted to hide and foolishly he tried to run, with one fat heavy step he quickly fell off balance and he felt his enormous, wobbly body fall and land hard on his massive fat ass.
Everyone around the pool turned and stared, Mustafa felt himself burn red with embarrassment and he felt tears prick at his eyes. This wasn't his body, this wasn't his life, he should feel confident, energised and fit! Instead he felt shame as he tried to get up and found himself unable to sit up properly due to the rolls of fat blocking him. Mustafa then started to hear giggles as he panicked and tried to get to his feet, having to heave his body up onto his knee only for him to slip again and this time the thump of his fat body was accompanied by a loud rip.
Mustafa couldn't hold it in any longer as people laughed at him as he tried to get up, tears falling down his face as everyone saw his hairy, dimpled arse through the rip in his swim shorts.
Mustafa struggled for a few more minutes as Alan and the woman chuckled at the fat man unable to get up and exposing his blubber butt to the world. Eventually two other chubby Arabic men rushed over.
"Mustafa brother let us help you"
"My nephew what have you done! We must get you up"
Mustafa was to ashamed and too panicked to fully process the fact that his new brother and uncle were helping to his feet and leading him across the pool to a life he did not know or want. The 450 pound hairy man would soon find himself led back to a hotel room where his bags were packed and his family and kids waited for him. He would be too stunned to act as he dressed in XXXL clothes that he did not recognise and be herded along by brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, his wife and kids to a taxi to the airport where he would spend the rest of his life back in Kazakhstan, his body, language, family, job and life completely foreign to him but at least he was now able to cope with the heat and climate.
While Alan flexed and watched the fat man be escorted away he turned to the women and flashed a smile his eyes darted to their breasts and butts in their skimpy bikini's, he should have expected lust and arousal but his cock did not twitch and instead his brain just thought how fabulous all the women looked. Alan looked again at the most attractive one with the largest boobs, he imagined touching them, fucking her, his dick in her mouth, her pussy, her ass, but his cock did not move and instead of excitement he instead felt a pang of disgust.
Alan then started to panic slightly as he tried to flirt with one of the women and ask her to his room later but found something entirely different spilling from his lips as a high effeminate lispy voice erupted saying "Girl you have to join me later for cocktail and give me all the poolside gossip. I love your hair girl, how do you get it so shiny mine always looks so bleurgh especially in this heat!"
Alan cringed at what he said as the woman laughed and chatted with him. Those were not the words he wanted to say! He was about to try and speak again when a large shadow suddenly loomed behind him and before he could react a massive muscular arm wrapped itself around him and pulled him close to a musky armpit and chubby pectoral heavy chest.
"Hey baby your ass is looking fucking incredible today" A towering beast of man growled into Alan's ear.
Alan's eyes widened at he was forced closer to the smelly, 6'7 bodybuilder, his massive roid gut grinding up against Alan's own six pack. Alan then looked down and almost gasped as he saw the huge obvious bulge in his tiny speedo. Alan wanted to feel disgust and fear but his own cock was already reacting to the sight and touch of his overprotective daddy of a boyfriend.
The woman all gave a condescending 'aww' and told Alan how cute he looked with the monstrous brute of man as they waved and left to get drinks leaving Alan alone, terrified and confused by the growing boner in his shorts.
Alan wanted to pull away, he hated the stink of the man, he hated how small he felt next to him, he hated how weak he felt in his big muscular arm and he hated how horny his cock was for the man he had just met!
The man then pulled Alan closer until he was whispering in his ear and Alan felt himself gulp as his new boyfriend started to speak.
"Fuck, baby… I’ve been rock hard for you all morning, I don't think we can stay away from the room too long. My cock is throbbing so bad it hurts, I've been thinking about destroying that tight little hole of yours. I think we should head back to the room now where I’m ripping your clothes off and throwing you on the bed like a toy. I'm gonna pin you down with one hand while I stretch that pretty ass open with my fingers, then slam every thick inch of this massive dick, balls deep inside you until you’re screaming. I want you squealing in pain and pleasure, your face down, ass up just the way I like it." The large man then started pulling Alan towards the rooms and Alan found himself walking along too his own cock betraying him and tenting his shorts as his new boyfriend teased and whispered in his ear, his other hand slipping down the back of Alan's shorts and his large finger finding his hole. Alan gasped and blushed as he was fingered in public, his most private orifice violated for the first time in front of everyone and he could do nothing to protest.
Alan wanted to run but his body weakened as his boyfriend continued to whisper to him making Alan moan with anticipation as he fucked his hole with his finger "Then after a long rough fuck I'm going to be sitting my big, sweaty, hairy ass right on your face. I know how much you love to serve me. You’re gonna eat my ass all night long, baby, tongue deep in my dirty, musky hole while I grind and smother you. I haven’t showered since the flight, so it’s gonna be ripe and nasty just how you like it. All that sweat and musk smothering you until your whole face stinks like my ass. When we finally go to breakfast in the morning your face is still gonna reek of my dirty hole and you’ll be breathing it in the whole time." Alan then whimpered as his new boyfriend pulled out his finger from his virgin ass with a squelching pop and then proceeded to shove it into Alan's mouth, making him suck on it as he pushed it deeper down his throat causing Alan to gag.
"You're so cute. I don't think we’re leaving that room for the entire vacation. I’m turning you into my personal fucktoy for the next 14 days. I’ll piss down your throat in the shower, make you choke on my cock while I face fuck you senseless, then flip you over and wreck your hole raw. You’ll be plugged with my cum 24/7, leaking and dripping while I use you again and again. By the time I’m done, you won’t be able to walk straight for days… and I’m not pulling out until I’ve pumped load after load into that hungry boypussy. You ready to get ruined, baby?"
Alan was terrified, he was straight, he had a family, kids and a strong attraction to women he wasn't some kinky fuck toy! Yet all that came out of Alan's mouth as the hotel door closed behind him was "Yes Daddy, ruin me!"
The Trickster smiled as he heard the loud thumping and grunting of Alan getting his ass pounded into oblivion as he screamed in pain from the thick 10 inch cock stretching out his virgin asshole.
Satisfied that Ahmed now had the body he always wanted and Myles could finally cope with the heat, he walked around the resort looking for more wishes to grant.
Milo let out a pathetic yelp as he dropped the weights to the floor, each barely 15 pounds and still they were a struggle to hold up. Milo almost felt like crying, he had been going to the gym for a couple of months now and while he had lost a little bit of weight he had gained no muscle at all. He was still weak, scrawny and completely over looked, women wouldn't even notice him not in a gym full of real muscle men. Milo looked around embarrassed, hoping no one has seen his poor attempt at lifting the light weights, when he caught the eyes of Tobias the most arrogant jock at the gym.
Milo quickly looked away but it was too late, the 6'2 jacked, tanned stud which the thick bulge in his tiny pink shorts has seen him. Tobias walked with a swagger, his pectorals bouncing with each step as they were barely contained by his tank top. Tobias oozed confidence and his handsome face, chiselled jaw line and effortless gym style made him the most desirable man at the gym. Tobias towered over Milo as he walked over to the pale, weak, ginger nerd. Milo was expecting some kind of nasty comment or a joke at his expense, he had flashbacks to wedgies, swirlies and nipple twisters he received from the jocks at school and hoped he wasn't going to relive some of his worst memories. As Milo tensed up and looked at the floor, Tobias grinned and spoke but his tone wasn't vicious or cruel instead it was one of concern "Yo little dude, looks like you need some help?"
Milo looked up meekly still expecting this to be some kind of mockery at his expense, but Tobias's expression was warm. "Yeah, I'm just no good at this gym stuff" Milo said awkwardly.
"No stress bro, its hard starting from the beginning. It takes a while to get use to training and eating right." Tobias then flexed his chest whether consciously or unconsciously it was unclear. "Do you want me to help you?"
Milo let out a little smile but that faded as he looked down at the weights he had fumbled "That would be nice but I fear I might be not cut out for muscles."
"Nonsense little man! How about we make a deal. I'll help you get super jacked even bigger than me and then you sort of live like a god amongst men, while you just have to give me one thing in return."
"What thing" Milo said a little sceptical
"We don't have to worry about that now. What do you say, wanna make a deal bro?" Tobias said his smile warm as he extended out his hand.
Milo looked at Tobias and his perfect body and kind smile, he looked at his own weedy arms and the weights he had barely even moved, what did he have to lose? Milo gave a weak smile "Deal" Milo said as shook Tobias's hand, his grip was sweaty, strong and hot almost burning.
Milo let out a little hiss of pain as he quickly retreated his hand from Tobias's it was almost like he had put his hand to fire. Milo inspected his hand and saw no injury but it was such a strange feeling, he looked to Tobias who was still smiling although it looked a little less warm and more like a satisfied grin.
"What do you say we get started right away then little bro?" Tobias said shaking out his arms.
"Sure, what did you have planned, different weights?" Milo said letting himself get a little excited.
"Na na bro, first we need to get you fired up. You're too comfortable and low energy but I have something that's gonna really get your blood pumping!"
"That sounds awesome what is i-" Before Milo could even finish his sentence Tobias had spun his body around, hiked up his leg and bent forward, his big peachy muscle ass stretching at his pink shorts was now just inches away from Milo's face. Milo could do nothing as he was hit point blank with a deep, loud blast of dank, sulphuric gas. The stench rocketing up his nose and burning his senses with a stench of nasty protein rich ass gas.
Milo recoiled in disgust as his eyes watered and he couldn't help but cough at the foul fart that has been pushed into his face. Milo's face burned red with embarrassment, too meek to be angry at Tobias and to ashamed to look around for help. Milo just sat there inhaling the foul smell even as Tobias turned around a gave a chuckle "There, I bet that's woke you up! Now get up its time to get started" Tobias then started walking to a more open area of the gym. Milo sat red faced for a while, the smell clung to his nostrils and didn't seem to fade, was he really going to follow the gassy jock, was he really going to just take that public humiliation from him. Tobias then looked over his shoulder and in a slightly more authoritative tone shouted "I said lets get started" before gesturing for Milo to come.
Milo wasn't proud and hated himself for it but he found himself getting up and awkwardly following in the shadow of the jock.
Milo wiped his nose as he stood next to Tobias the fart still lingering.
"Now little dude we need to get you ready to workout. I mean those shoes have no support and your clothes are so constricting. You need to be dressed like me bro."
"I don't think I would look go-"
SNAP
Tobias clicked his fingers and for a split second Milo thought he saw a flame flicker in Tobias's hand. Milo would have looked for longer but suddenly his t-shirt felt weird, like it had gotten looser as a chill ran down Milo's spine. Milo looked down and gasped as he saw his clothing starting to change. Milo could barely comprehend what was happening, his joggers were rapidly shrinking as his shins, knees and then thighs became exposed as the turned into tiny purple shorts. His shirt has turned a neon yellow, the fabric compacting as it lost its sleeves and the collar sunk into a deep arch exposing his weak chest and pale torso. While his once modest shoes changed to match his new stringer tank, becoming equally outlandish and ridiculous. To finish the outfit off Milo looked down as saw text appearing across his tank, the words 'Beast Mode... eventually' a joke at his pathetic physiques expense.
"How did you do that!?" Milo gasped while trying to hide his weak thin body in clothes that now exposed it all.
"You look so much better little buddy!" Tobias said ignoring Milo's question and panic. "Now its time to fill out those clothes with muscle!"
SNAP
Tobias then flicked his fingers again and then folded his arms...waiting.
"I think I'm going to go, this is getting to stra- woah I feel funny, like I need to run, like need to lift something, like I have to move my body!" Milo said beginning to freak out, that was until he noticed his arms.
Milo looked in fascination as he saw the beginnings of biceps on his arms, he gave them a cursory feeling to check they were real and they were! He then looked down and it seemed he had definition on his chest as well, what use to be flat now had two very small mounds, the very beginnings of pectorals. Milo couldn't believe it.
The growth didn't stop there, Milo watched in quiet fascination as his arms continued to expand until he now had decent biceps and defined triceps. Milo found himself having to move his arms as muscles built up around his shoulders, neck and back making him broader and stronger. Milo felt at his chest as he now had pectorals that has started to push out his ridiculous neon tank, while below he had the beginnings of a six pack. Milo then felt energy swelling in his legs as they packed on muscle and Milo swore he was now a little taller. Milo was left mouth open and in awe as his body continued to swell.
Milo let out a little chuckle of glee as his body grew more and more muscular, it was a dream come true. His torso widened to accommodate more growth as his pectorals ballooned and his six pack started to show through the fabric of his stringer tank. Milo adjusted his stance as his legs, thighs, calves all bulged outwards with pure muscle making him look extremely shredded and defined. Milo couldn't stop looking at his arms they big, strong, masculine something he had always wanted to be and yet they were still growing and as Milo looked at Tobias he no longer felt like he was craning his neck upwards to make eye contact as he grew taller. Milo couldn't believe what was happening and he couldn't believe Tobias's deal was real he was becoming super jacked! Was he really going to get bigger than Tobias?
Milo shook his head as he concentrated more on his new muscles and he now looked Tobias in the eyes. Milo couldn't help but bounce his new meaty pectorals as they stretched out his tank, thick veins rans down his arms as his massive biceps pushed them to the surface. His legs were now thick with muscle and along with his glutes he had a powerful toned lower body. Milo stringer tank then started to shimmer as the word 'eventually' faded away as now the beast had arrived. Milo had to smile with happiness as the feeling inside him started to subside, it was the body he had always dreamed of and Tobias's had given it to him without all the hard work and years of exercise, diet and training. Milo felt like he could lift up a car he had so much energy and was so happy!
"Looking good bro" Tobias said with a smile
"I fucking feel good!" Milo almost yelled his voice now deeper and more commanding than it had ever been in his life. "How can I ever thank you, this is like a dream come true! I have to lift something now"
However, before Milo could leave Tobias put his hand on his shoulder and holding him still.
"Woah bro where are you going? This is just the start bro!" Tobias said
"What do you mean? I am already super jacked. I mean look at these arms!" Milo then grinned as he flexed one of his biceps, the nerd was almost giddy with glee as he showed off his body.
"Ha!" Tobias said before slapping Milo hard on the back knocking his glasses off. "I mean I want you even bigger bro!"
Milo jolted as his glasses were flung off his face, he was about to rush to the floor to grab them when something seemed odd, the world looked clean, crisp, clear there was no blur at all. He could see Tobias's big grin as clear as day and it started to make Milo feel uneasy as the swell of energy inside him returned and he body started to expand again. Milo's chest grew larger and more prominent as each pectoral became bigger than a handful, his biceps ballooned and pushed his arms away from his sides as two hefty cannonball sized muscles grew from his arms. His legs grew to a crazy size and started to wedgie his tiny shorts up his growing glutes, his whole body looked shredded and defined like a bodybuilder before a show. Milo loved how he looked, he was bigger than Tobias now and it made him look even more tough and intimidating, something he had never been before but something started to feel wrong. That energy, that feeling of growth it wasn't stopping.
"Err Tobias I think I'm good now bro" Milo said a little uneasy as he felt his pectorals still growing and his ass cheeks now chewing on his underwear as they swelled even larger.
"You might be bro but I'm not." Tobias smiled but with no joy to his tone, while he looked happy his voice was cold and almost vicious. "No I think I want you even bigger and lets make you look more mature, someone of your age would never be able to look this huge."
"What are you talking about?" Milo said as his body swelled bigger.
Milo then felt something tickle his face as something fell from his head, Milo scratched at his face and as he did he realised just how laborious it was to lift his massive muscular arm. His huge biceps made it hard to bend his arms properly as they bulged and pressed into his body. Milo then felt the tickle again and this time something fell in front of his eyes and fluttered to the ground. Milo could barely see past his ballooning chest that now most women would have been envious of but as he leant forward to see, more fluttered past his eyes and to the ground. At first Milo couldn't work out what the little wisps of red were, that was until they started to pile up around his now humongous feet, it was little piles of hair.
Milo flung his massive mitts up to his head and found his rapidly receding hairlines, he felt at his face and found lines, wrinkles and sagging around his cheeks. Milo quickly turn to a gym mirror and saw his quickly ageing face, he wasn't 20 any more he barely looked 30 and was fast approaching 40.
"What are you doing!!" Milo shouted as he turned to Tobias just smiled. "PLEASE STOP I DON'T WANT TO BE OLD! I DON'T WANT TO BE THIS BIG. PLEASE STOP!!!"
Milo tried to move away but Tobias just put his hand on his expanding shoulders and Milo found himself rooted in place unable to do anything as the rest of his hair fell from his head, his body bloated and bulged with muscles until he looked like a bodybuilder with a serious steroid problems. His arms had expanded so much that moving them was hard, his chest has doubled in size along with his back meaning he would have to turn to the side to get through doorways. Milo yelped as his legs grew even bigger, his shorts now crushing his cock and balls, while his massive muscle butt grew so large that his ass cheeks now hung out the bottom of his purple hot pants. When the energy inside Milo finally started to dim, he found he was now pouting and looking down at Tobias, his head bald, his body a cartoonish caricature of muscle and his age stopping at the ripe old age of 50.
"What have you done to me!" Milo said confused, betrayed and angry. "I look like a freak."
"I just fulfilled my end of the deal bro, you are now super jacked and way bigger than me! Tobias said arrogantly
"NO! This isn't what I wanted! Please change me back!" Tobias said tears pricking at his eyes.
"To bad bro, it is what I wanted though. Now to take my half of the deal" Tobias said "I just what one thing"
"No fuck you! I don't want this! No deal!" Milo yelled
"Well that's to bad Milo we had a deal!" Tobias's voice then turned deeper and distorted and with snap of his fingers the hot jock was engulfed in flames, burning away his skin until only a deep red appeared, two thick horns grew from his skull, while wings sprouted from his back and a tail sprung from the back of his gym shorts.
Milo wanted to scream and sob as the handsome demon crossed his arms and stared at his new muscle creation. "Don't worry Milo I only want one thing, I am sure you won't miss one thing will you?
With fear quivering his voice Milo finally found the courage to answer "What is that you want?"
Tobias then grinned his fangs shown and his true nature exposed "Your free will!" Tobias then laughed deep and long as the giant muscle man beside him quaked in fear unsure what the demon meant, that was until he felt a void appearing inside him. Almost like his essence was being sucked away, his control lessening and his body no longer being part of him and instead it was now an extension of Tobias.
"On to your knees now my muscle pet." Tobias demanded
Milo yelped as his body awkwardly started to move, he tried to stop it, he willed for his new muscles to respond but they were no longer his to command. As Milo found himself sinking to his knees his massive pectorals hanging like an udder, his huge stocky ass poking out and exposed.
"You are now mine." Tobias said not even looking at his newest pet below him. "You will work at this gym, you will sleep at the gym, you will live at this gym and you will do everything to keep it clean and spotless. When you are not doing that you are standing out and attracting people into the gym, you will not speak of how you got your muscles or of me. You will attract the lonely, the desperate, the weaklings like you to me. That is your new role. Now thank your new master!"
Milo had tears in his eyes as his lips moved without his consent "Thank you master"
"Now stand up Milo, eurgh you need a new name you old one is so pathetic. Hmm from now on you will be called Mammoth" Tobias then snapped his fingers and out of bright flames he summoned a bucket and mop and handed them to Milo.
"Now Mammoth then men's toilet's need scrubbing, I want the toilet so clean you could eat you dinner off of it because guess what... you will be!"
"Now off you go Mammoth, oh but before you go I have something for you."
Milo could do nothing as the demon that had cursed him turned around and pointed his big peachy ass at him once again and blasted a horrendous 10 second long droning protein fart at him and Milo had no choice but to inhale every stinking particle.
"There that's gonna stay in your nose for the next 100 years or so!" Tobias laughed as he saw Milo's expression turn from disgust to shock and confusion. "Oh did you forget our deal Mammoth? You wanted to be super jacked but I also promised you'd sort get to live like a god, which for you means...immortality. You are mine for the rest of time!" Tobias cackled as fresh tears started running down Milo's face.
"No get to work Mammoth! That piss isn't going to mop itself!"
Milo could only silently sob as his body lumbered away against his will, the smell of a rank fart always up his nose and his life forever out of his control. All he wanted was for a little bit of muscle and now he was going to scrubbing, cleaning, serving for the rest of eternity in a body he despised.
“MUSCLE POPS!” Alex declared as he slammed the box of popsicle sticks onto the backyard table.
Cole and Matt stared at him a bit confused. They looked like standard popsicle sticks, but Alex had been ranting and raving about them all week. “What about them?” Cole finally asked.
“You just have to try them,” Alex said excitedly as he opened the box. He’d passed a white cherry one to Cole and a blue raspberry one to Matt while taking a strawberry for himself.
Cole stared at it. A sugary treat wasn’t exactly on his meal plan for the day. The hotdogs, hamburgers and other snacky type food was already bad enough. ‘What’s one more thing?’ he thought, already knowing full well that today would be a cheat day. He stuck the popsicle into his mouth and was surprised by the sweet flavor. Even if he’d been tracking his calories and avoiding sweet treats, this had activated nearly every neuron in his brain.
“See?” Alex grinned wider with a bit of red juice running down his cheeks. “Now for the better part.”
“Better part?” Cole asked. He paused, staring at his friend a little closer. Something about Alex looked different. The lean soccer player looked to have put on just a little bit more bulk. His shirt clung a little bit tighter around the chest and his sleeves were filled out more. Each movement it looked like his bicep had bulged just a little bit more.
Alex belted out a laugh.
“C-Cole?” Matt stammered. “Your beard. It’s thicker.”
Cole brought his hand to his face to feel the thicker hair across his face. Then looked at Matt. His eyes went wide. “Matt… You’ve got a beard too…”
“WHAT?!” Matt felt his face and there was definitely hair there that wasn’t there before. His bare face suddenly looked to have about a week worths of growth and it was still getting thicker. “What the hell man!?” his attention turned to Alex. “What’s going on?!” he demanded.
Alex continued smirking. He shifted slightly in his seat. It was really looking like his shirt wasn’t fitting him anymore. The light amount of muscle was clearly growing thicker and firmer. Alex stood up and flexed his arm. “They’re called muscle pops for a reason,” he grinned.
“What does—” Cole was about to ask before he realized his own shirt was starting to feel quite a bit more tightly. It had always pressed against his chest, but now it was straining against it. Without the sleeves, his widening shoulders and thickening arms didn’t give as much away, though the midriff between his shirt and shorts were starting to grow showing off his bottom row of abs.
“D-dude!?” Matt cried out as he looked at his arms. Thick dark hair was starting to run up them. His hands looked more rough around the edges and full of callouses. He then looked at Cole and Alex. “Are—Are we getting older?” he asked looking at his two friends looking closer to 30 than 25.
Alex nodded. “Yeah man. What did you think it means by pops?” His already handsome face was starting to take on a more mature nature to it. His jaw looked wider and skin a bit rougher. A few wrinkles were starting to form around his eyes but he was only looking better with each passing second.
The same was happening to Cole and Matt. After just graduating college they wanted to live up their youth more. But there was a roughness adding to their faces and bodies as thick coarse muscle grew denser by the second.
“Shit!” Cole groaned as he felt his sleeveless shirt tightening even more to his body. He’d always loved working out and feeling his muscles grow, but this was too much and too fast. With a rough motion he was able to strip the shirt off his body showing off his thick muscular torso covered in hair.
“Boo… Boring…” Alex chided. He gripped his tight shirt and ripped it clean off his body. A perfectly sculpted body without a single hair on it was revealed. He proudly flexed his full chest and showed off his thick arms.
Matt wasn’t so lucky. With the adding bulk and sheer thickness to his frame, he couldn’t position himself correctly. The shirt strained and ripped across his bulky torso. Dark hair, even thicker than Cole’s, coated every inch of his hulking muscle gut.
“God damn!” Alex looked up and down his friends. The two powerful men glared.
“What the hell man!?” Cole shouted. “What was that!?”
“DUDE! Look at me! It made me fucking fat! How am I supposed to pick up chicks like this!?” Matt shouted.
Alex shrugged.
The anger Matt had been holding back boiled over as he lifted Alex into the air and threw him into the pool. “THIS ISN’T FUNNY!” Matt shouted. “I look like a fucking fatass!”
“I think it’s kind of hot…” Cole didn’t even realize he’d said it. Not until Matt looked at him did he realize the words came out of his mouth. His face burned red. “Sorry. I don’t know why I said that…”
Matt paused and felt the same embarrassed heat across his face. He felt a deep urge to say the same. Looking at the thick muscled build covered in hair made him feel something he’d never felt before. “It’s—It’s fine…” he replied. His eyes started to roam. Everywhere he looked, he seemed to like it just a bit more.
It wasn’t until they heard Alex’s laugh that they caught themselves. “Just kiss already!” he jeered from the pool.
“W-what?!” both Cole and Matt were shocked. The idea had crossed both of their minds but neither dared to act on it.
“Just kiss!” Alex repeated as he leaned his body against the edge of the pool. “I know you want to…” A cheeky grin filled his face. “I know I want to do more…” the lilt in his voice shocked Matt and Cole, but neither could say he was wrong.
“Dude?!” Matt cried out. “What were in those popsicles?”
“Freedom,” Alex grinned. “Don’t worry about it. You’ll go back to your ‘normal’ selves sometime before you wake up tomorrow. So, you might as well enjoy it while it lasts.”
Matt and Cole look at each other. There’s a certain light in their eyes that wasn’t quite there before. Slowly, they move in. The space between them shrank. Matt hesitated. Cole pushed through. He pressed his hairy face against Matt’s and kissed. A surprising amount of passion radiated against the two as they continued.
Hands started to roam the other’s body. Their movements grew more intense as their bodies grinded against each other. It was obvious that not only their muscles had grown. Thick hands parsed through thicker hair.
“Dude…” Matt breathed. He didn’t want to let go. He didn’t want to stop. “Fuck… I need you…”
Cole grinned. “Well… Then let’s go celebrate some freedom.” He grabbed Matt’s hand and started for the door.
Alex stared. “HEY! Wait up!” he called out as he jumped out of the pool and chased after his friends not wanting to be left behind.
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Alex and Michael knew that Michael's parents would totally freak out if they caught them making out on the couch. His parents were kind of homophobic and had no clue about their preferences. But that's exactly what made the thrill—it made everything even hotter. Damn, Alex's salty skin was like an aphrodisiac. The forbidden tension hung in the air like an electric crackle, and every touch felt like a risky game that addicted them both. Their breath quickened, their hands wandered hungrily over each other's bodies, and the fear of discovery only heightened their lust even more.
Alex moaned as Michael's tongue glided over his chest. Even Michael could barely hold himself together.
"Alex, I wish you were such a total stud like my dad!" he said with a grin.
"You want a transformation," sounded a female, resonant voice. "I'm activating the Chronivac voice control."
Alex and Michael froze. Did Michael's parents have Alexa? That was new. They'd heard of Chronivac before, but never thought it could be installed here in the house—a device that could turn fantasies into reality, with all the crazy possibilities that entailed. Their hearts raced, partly from shock, partly from excitement.
Michael grinned. "Chronivac, transform us into two hot studs like my dad!"
No sooner had the words been spoken than the two felt a warm wave flowing through their bodies, as if invisible hands were reshaping them from the inside. Their skin began to tighten like a shirt that was too small, ready to tear at any moment. Alex felt a tingling in his muscles, as if they were expanding, becoming firmer and more defined. His shoulders broadened, his arms swelled with new strength, and a faint cracking in his bones signaled that he was gaining height. Michael's chin, previously smooth and youthful, suddenly scratched roughly on Alex's chest—a beard sprouted, thick and masculine, while Alex's own chest hairs grew denser and tickled Michael's face. Their movements, which had just been awkward and youthful, gained routine: Suddenly, their hands knew instinctively where to grip, their hips moved with the rhythm of experienced lovers. It was as if they'd absorbed two decades of sexual practice in seconds—movements perfected on sofas, kitchen tables, and in steamy shower stalls. The scent of masculinity filled the room, a mix of sweat and testosterone that only intensified their arousal.
"Chronivac, make us hotter and even more masculine," moaned Alex, his voice already deeper and rougher. Michael tried to lean in to Alex for a kiss, but their growing bodies pushed them apart. Their chest muscles inflated like inflatable boats hooked up to a compressor, hard and bulging, veins popping out thick as water hoses, pulsing with new blood flow. Every breath felt like a surge of power, their shoulders widening, their biceps tightening as if they could lift tons of weight. Alex's beard grew further, scraping like sandpaper over Michael's skin, while Michael's own beard thickened. "Make Michael smooth and soft!" moaned Alex, overwhelmed by the roughness. Seconds later, Michael felt a gentle pull on his scalp—his hair vanished as if sucked away, and his head now gleamed in the light of the ceiling lamp like a polished billiard ball, smooth and inviting to touch. The change made him even more vulnerable, contrasting with his growing muscle mass, and Alex's hands glided over it in fascination, feeling how soft and sensitive the skin now was.
Michael ran his tongue over Alex's sweaty chest hairs, tasting the salty sweat that flowed in streams. His hands desperately tried to encompass Alex's massive muscles, feeling the hard contours outlining under the skin. "Damn, yes, more!" moaned Alex, his arousal growing with every pulse of his veins. Alexa—or Chronivac—felt addressed, and Alex's body reacted immediately: Another growth spurt surged through him like an adrenaline rush, making his muscles explode. His legs stretched, his feet pressed against the couch, and he and Michael were forced to stand up. Michael's arms, now massive themselves, could no longer embrace his lover—they were too broad, too strong. Alex's chest expanded to something superhuman, a wall of muscles that would make many gorillas envious. Even though his body hair partially disappeared, the volume remained, a colossus of pure power that seemed to fill the room. Every movement sent waves of pleasure through them, their cocks throbbing hard against their pants, demanding and untamed.
"Alexa, turn Michael into a loving, sweet loverboy!" Before Michael could protest, he felt his own muscle mountains beginning to melt—not weak, but softer, slimmer. The mass drained away, reshaping into something more elegant, impressive, but compared to Alex, he was now a beanpole, supple and graceful. His muscles remained defined but more sensitive, responding to every touch with a shiver. "Dude, that wasn't fair now," said Michael with a grin, but his voice already sounded softer, more playful. Alex tenderly ran his calloused hand through Michael's blond hair, which now fell longer and softer, and pulled his sweet lover firmly toward him. Michael began to lavish kisses on his massive friend's body, his lips soft and devoted.
Alex started moaning. Shit, on one hand, this monstrous body felt so amazing. On the other hand, Michael in his body was just unbelievably hot. His head turned into a cinema. Himself as Michael's super hot Muscle Daddy and Michael as a twink version of himself. Shit, he got rock hard. So hard that Michael noticed it too. He ran his tongue around Alex's nipples, which could have cut glass, and asked what he was thinking about. Alex said he thought it would be hot if they were a hot Twink-Muscle-Daddy pair. "I understand," echoed Alexa's voice through the room, cool and mechanical, as if she didn't notice the hot, heavy breaths of the two at all. But Alex and Michael felt it immediately—a wave of change rushing through their bodies
like an electric current, making every nerve vibrate.
Alex's body, already a colossus of muscles and masculinity, pulsed with new power. His shoulders broadened, his chest arched even more imposingly forward, as if he were a walking temple of virility. His skin stretched over defined muscles that looked chiseled, and a dense, dark beard sprouted on his chin, giving him the appearance of a mature, dominant Daddy. His voice became deeper, rougher, as he moaned: "Damn, that feels… right." Down below, his cock swelled, hard and demanding, a true monster pressing against the fabric of his pants. He was now the Muscle Daddy—strong, experienced, the type who gave orders and took what he wanted.
Michael, on the other hand, felt his muscles shrink, but not weaken. No, they reshaped into something slim, supple, seductive. His skin became smooth and soft, his features more youthful, with a hint of innocence in his eyes that still sparkled with lust. His blond hair fell in soft waves, and his body became that of a twink—slim, athletic, but with inviting curves. His ass rounded perfectly, his legs grew longer, more elegant. And his cock? It remained impressive but more sensitive, reacting to every touch with a twitch. "Alex… Daddy…" he whispered with a voice that now sounded higher, more playful, full of devotion.
The two stared at each other, their gazes melting into pure desire. Alex, the huge Muscle Daddy, grabbed Michael with one of his calloused paws and pulled him close. "Come here, my sweet boy," he growled, his deep voice a vibration that Michael felt down to his toes. Michael pressed against him, his hands gliding over Alex's massive chest, feeling the hard nipples that yielded under his tongue. He licked, sucked, kissed every inch of this massive body, while Alex's hands wandered down his back, stroking over the perfect ass and kneading it.
"Fuck, you're so hot as a twink," panted Alex, his fingers digging into Michael's flesh, lifting him up as if he were weightless. Michael wrapped his legs around Alex's hips, their hard cocks rubbing against each other through the thin fabric of their clothes, which was now just in the way. With a quick motion, Alex tore Michael's shirt in two, revealing the smooth, youthful skin underneath. "Show me how much you want me, boy."
Michael obeyed, sliding to his knees, his eyes wide and hungry. He pulled down Alex's pants, and there it was—this massive, throbbing member, surrounded by a dense bush of dark hair. Michael licked over it, from the base to the tip, tasting the salty sweat that covered Alex's entire body. Alex's hand buried itself in Michael's hair, guiding him, pushing him deeper. "Yes, like that… take it all, my little lover."
The sofa creaked under their weight as Alex lifted Michael and threw him on his back. He spread Michael's legs, kissed his way down, over the smooth chest, the flat stomach, down to the hard cock dripping with excitement. Alex's beard tickled Michael's skin, sending shivers through his body. "You belong to me," murmured Alex, before taking Michael's cock into his mouth, sucking and licking with the routine of a man who knew how to drive someone insane.
Michael arched his back, his hands clawing into Alex's shoulders. "Daddy… please… fuck me." The words came breathless, begging. Alex grinned, positioned himself, his massive body over the slim twink. Slowly he penetrated, inch by inch, stretching Michael, filling him. The pain mixed with pure ecstasy, and soon they moved in rhythm—hard, deep, animalistic.
Their moans filled the room, sweat dripped, muscles tensed. Alex's massive arms held Michael tight as he thrust deeper, faster. "Come for me, boy," he commanded, and Michael exploded, his orgasm a fireworks display that made his whole body tremble. Seconds later, Alex followed, pumping into him, roaring with pleasure.
Exhausted, they sank together, Michael's head on Alex's broad chest. "That was… incredible," whispered Michael. Alex smiled, stroking through his hair. "And that's just the beginning. Chronivac, save that."
Alexa beeped softly: "Saved. Ready for more?"
The two laughed, their bodies still connected, the adrenaline of the transformation and passion pulsing in their veins. Michael's parents would never find out what happened here—or maybe they would, someday. But right now, only this mattered: Them, together, hotter than ever before.
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