#devolving

But it also makes me feel more lightheaded and slow... Dumber, maybe. It's like I am devolving to a more primitive state...

-Man, I don't know what's happening to me lately at work... They changed the coffee machine and it really tastes good. It makes me feel invigorated. I even feel stronger! And bigger!

...more like a caveman, I would say. But I can't stop drinking the new coffee. Coffee is good, me feels good...

...me feel Big, me feel powerful... Me turn into beast... Me grrrrrrrow... Grrrrrrroooooow... Grrrrrrr...

The only reason Victor had joined the trip was, and he was embarrassed to admit it, to see his friend Lucas naked. The thought of spending a weekend in a natural reserve with a bunch of strangers and no clothes on didn’t particularly appeal to him, but Lucas was straight as a pole and Victor couldn’t really think of a better way to sate his latent crush. So here he was, without so much as a scarf or a sock on, standing amongst another ten very naked men.

Now, according to Lucas - who had been raging about his escapades into the forest for a year now, - these were just a chance to “switch off and walk around naked”. He insisted they were very low key and welcoming to new guys. But the more he described them, with their weed-scented bonfires and a heavy dose of homoeroticism, the more Victor imagined them as hippie bacchanalias.

But as he stood there, swinging from the late afternoon breeze, his eyes darting from crotch to crotch, he started to regret his decision. He felt very uncomfortable and exposed, and the thought of popping a boner in front of all these stranger was filling him with anxiety. One of them, a tall, wiry guy with short hair and no beard, stepped closer to the fire and chucked some weird leaves into it. Immediately, the flames turned a yellowy hue. Victor caught a whiff of the smoke and noticed hints of pine and lavender in it. It was soothing, a very primeval aroma that conjured images of wooded valleys and hunting in his mind.

He turned to Lucas to comment on this but was greeted with an unexpected sight. His old friend, who up until now had been pretty skinny and not particularly tall, had somehow grown into a mammoth of a man. He was at least a foot taller and every muscle in his body had expanded, giving him the physique of a demigod. His skin was covered in a thick layer of hair, and his clean-shaven face now sported a shaggy beard. His cock was also hard as a rock, the pubes around it thick and bushy. Most shocking of all though was that he was growing taller, wider, and hairier by the second.

Lucas winked down at him, a sly grin hidden behind his feral beard. “It’s begun.” Victor didn’t know what he meant until he glanced at the other guys and noticed how all of them were undergoing the same changes. Some were already as big as Lucas, whilst others were only just starting to grow. The biggest guys had also started to explore each other’s bodies, making guttural sounds of approval as they grabbed each other’s members and cupped their expanded ass-cheeks.

Suddenly Victor felt Lucas move behind him, his arms encompassing his smaller frame, his hands resting dangerously close to his cock. “Victor smoke. Victor breathe. Victor change” he boomed. Victor didn’t know what he meant until the wind changed and a cloud of smoke wafted over him. He breathed in, the woodland scents making his mind grow slow and foggy. He thought for a second Lucas was growing shorter again, before he realised it was him who was growing. His arms and legs thickened until they were wide as tree trunks; his torso and shoulders widened, making it more difficult for Lucas to hug him; and his skin was swarmed by a million hairs, thicker than his usual body hair.

As his body expanded, his worries and tribulations receded, his mind becoming simpler and more spacious. He turned around to face Lucas, who now was the same height as him. “Huh?” he said, the only speech he could muster now.

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Get ready for more hairy muscle men transforming into primitive beasts! In the second installment of the Devolving Jocks series, a group of friends find themselves slipping down the evolutionary ladder after a hot sweaty three-way. Paul and Jack get sexy with their friend Terry, but the experience leaves them all with primitive bodies and dumbed-down minds. In hopes of transforming back to normal, they head over to a laboratory, picking up their friend Zach along the way -- and subjecting him to some changes as well! The devolution doesn't stop there, and soon there's a huge group of sweaty, horny men desperate for sex -- some changing into gorillas, others monkeys, and even a caveman. The smell of sweaty pits and an exchange of fluids only makes the alterations happen faster, whether or not the subject is willing or begging to retain some shred of humanity.

This is a 10,000-word adults-only story featuring hot male-male sex, dumbing down, jocks flexing and growing muscle, dudes getting furry, tails growing, sweaty smells, caveman talk, humiliation, and sexy scenes of erotic transformations.

Individuals pictured are models and are used for illustrative purposes only.

Here's an excerpt:

Liam grimaced as his body grew and he stretched his legs out in front of him to flex his toes. Fur prickled along the tops of his feet, and his toes lengthened like fingers. The soles of his feet got leathery and dark. “Ungh! Too much!” Liam’s eyes shot open and he stared down at his transforming body. “This is too much! I… I don’t wanna be a gorilla!” “Relax dude,” said Terry, putting a hand on Liam’s shoulder. “You look good.” “No, please,” Liam begged, turning to him. “Tell them to turn me back — I just wanna be a dude again! Ook!” Fur crept up from his hairy chest to cover his neck, then over his jaw and up his cheeks. His nose flattened and widened, and his ears stuck out from his head. “I feel like a freak!” “You’re a beast,” said Paul, clapping Liam on the back. “You gotta help me!" Liam exclaimed. "One bro to another, man — please, I just wanna go back to normal!” “This is normal,” said a voice from across the lab. A door opened and in walked a man in a white lab coat. “Normal for you. From now on.” “Doc! Please — turn me back!” Liam said. The man in the lab coat neared them. “That may be possible,” he said. “But you did sign a TF waiver. We’ll see what we can do. But no promises.” Liam lurched forward off of the exam table, landing with a heavy thud on all fours. He held up his hairy thick arms to inspect his changes, looked back at his fur-covered torso and his stumpy strong legs. “I … I don’t even recognize who I am anymore,” he said. “You’ll get used to it,” said the researcher. “Most of our test subjects do. Now, I believe you had a friend come along in case you needed a ride home?” “Yeah, Ethan,” said Liam. “Coming, dude,” called a voice from the other side of the door. Another man walked in, in workout shorts and a tank top. He stopped short. “Liam?” “Ethan! Dude, look what they did to me!” Liam exclaimed, knuckle-walking over to his friend. Ethan backed up a few steps. “Oh no,” he said. “You’re a gorilla, bro!”

“Please, don’t do this babe.”

“No use begging, honey” I said as I lighted the last candle in the circle. “Today, you’re taking a trip back in human evolution.”

I stood back and started the incantation. Soon enough, my dear friend Agares, Duke of who-cares-how-many legions in hell, materialised in the room. He always manifested as a cute ginger stud, bespectacled and black-suited.

“What is it this time, mortal?” he snarled at me. “I’ve got actually important shit to get done.”

“I want you to devolve my boyfriend, here present, into a sexy caveman, all muscle and no brain, with hairy arms and legs and a shaggy beard, always devoted to me” I announced, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“Babe!” my boyfriend yelled, “but I love you.”

“And I love you too, honey. I just want to love you a little better, if you know what I mean.”

“Argh, mortals, you are so weird” interjected Agares, wasting no time. “Do you realise that this is the last boon I will deliver?”

“I understand. Now do it!”

“So be it. A caveman with a shaggy beard always devoted to you.”

An emerald glow inundated the room. My boyfriend started groaning, his body growing and growing hair just as I wished. However, something was missing…

“Oy, where’s his beard?”

“Oh, it’s coming, believe me.”

Suddenly I felt a rush of air blowing behind me. I felt myself slowly hovering towards my boyfriend, levitating almost. I tried to ground myself, to change my centre of gravity, when I noticed my hands doing something weird. They were thinning out and dissolving into the wind, floating like smoke towards my boyfriend’s chin.

I was about to protest but my mouth was gone. I blinked one last time before the rest of my head turned to smoke. I could feel all of my body drifting in the wind before crashing against somewhere warm and comfortable. I didn’t know what to do, how to fix this, whether there was a way out…

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Here’s an excerpt:

“Fuck, I stink,” Brendon said as they headed to the locker room.

“We can loan you some clean clothes if you want,” said Leo. His walk had become a bit of a lurch, a loping gait as he leaned slightly forward. “Me show you lockers.”

Brendon laughed. That sounded weird, but he wasn’t sure why.

It was close to closing time, and the locker room was mostly empty. A few other guys lingered, some with minor transformations and others fully human. A man with a pig snout waved as he passed Leo, and snorted a hello.

Leo waved back. “That’s Phil,” he said to Brendon. “Real tight ass. I love making his tail bounce when I fuck him.”

“You have sex with a lot of the clients here?” Brendon said.

“About half,” said Leo. “Perk of the job. Since I’m immune to changes I don’t have to worry about them TFing me.” He pointed to a locker. “That can be yours if you want.”

Brendon pulled down the waistband of his shorts, letting his semi-hard dick flop out. He’d had a chub ever since he walked in. “This can be yours if you want,” he smiled at Leo.

Leo smiled back, reaching down to curl his fingers around Brendon’s dick. Brendon kept his gaze locked straight on Leo’s face, never looking away. The two men leaned closer, sniffing each other out, feeling the heat of each other’s bodies. Leo’s face grazed Brendon’s lips, and Brendon nuzzled him back, feeling the rough stubble of Leo’s cheek.

Leo angled his face down, rubbing against Brendon’s and then their mouths found each other and they locked lips in a slow kiss. “Mmm,” Leo murmured. “Sexy man. Feel good.”

He blinked, and stepped back. “I mean… YOU feel good.”

“Yeah, I know,” said Brendon, lifting his shirt and pulling it over his head. He was pumped from the workout, and looked even bigger and stronger. The locker room tiles were cool under his long toes.

“Aw man,” said Leo, licking his lips. “I never fucked around with an ape dude before.” He reached down and pulled his shorts off, letting his own hard dick free. “Sexy man. Look hot. Want fuck.” He shook his head. “I mean, I want to fuck. What’s wrong with my words?”

“I don’t care,” said Brendon, stepping closer. Their dicks rubbed against each other and their arms explored each other’s bodies. “I’m not so good with words neither.”

“Yeah, but you ape,” said Leo, kissing him again. “Me human. Ugh! I mean, me AM human. Me are human?”

Brendon laughed. “What’s happening to you, bro?”

“Dunno,” said Leo. “Feel funny.” He staggered over to a counter in the locker room with a mirror over it to steady himself. That’s when he caught his reflection. “Oh fuck!”

“What?”

“I’m changing!” Leo turned around, alarm on his face. “Me supposed to be … uh … not supposed to transform!” He was definitely different now. His brow was thick and low, his ears large. Dark fur was growing ever more dense on his body, and his body odor was growing more intense.

“You look fuckin’ hot,” said Brendon, taking in the view.

Leo struggled to remove his shirt and pull off his shoes so he could inspect his nude body. “What me becoming?” Leo asked.

Brendon shrugged. “I dunno, you’re not quite a gorilla dude like me,” he said. “You look kind of … like a caveman.”’

“Caveman!” Leo grunted, eyes wide. “No no no, can’t be caveman! You help me!”

He staggered forward, reaching out to Brendon. Brendon caught him and held him tight, their two naked hairy bodies pressing together.

“Just relax, dude,” said Brendon. “It’s fun. You’ll like it. I promise.”

“But me feel so dumb,” Leo mumbled. “Stupid thinking.”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” said Brendon, squeezing him tight. “Me too. Stupid. It feels good. Just let go, get dumb, get strong, get big.”

“No want stupid,” Leo grunted. “Want smart. Need change back!”

“Nah dude,” said Brendon. “It’s better like this. Trust me. I was a nerd yesterday. Now look at me. Big, strong, horny, stupid — feels so good!”

“Big… strong… horny?” Leo said.

“So horny,” said Brendon. “You too, right?”

Leo took a deep breath in. “Smell so hot,” he said.

Brendon laughed. “Yeah, I smell pretty ripe,” he said. “You too though bro!”

Leo started laughing too. Brendon gently released him, letting the devolved caveman trainer loose. Leo hunched over, took a step backwards, and scratched his head. He looked down at himself and laughed again — it was a slow, deep, stupid laugh. “Uhhh, me look dumb,” he grunted, a smile on his face.

“Me too,” said Brendon. “Look dumb. Feel dumb. And so strong! It’s what we are now. Two dumb devolving jocks.” He lifted up his arms to flex, letting loose a powerful smell of sweat.

Leo inhaled, and then lifted up his arms as well, showing off his muscles and his sweaty wet matted pits.

The two jocks flexed for each other, posing and grunting, grinning at the sight of how primitive they’d become.

“Hot!” Leo exclaimed, a big smile on his face. “You want fuck?”

“Yeah,” said Brendon, remembering suddenly that he’d left Carson, his sexy little monkey boyfriend, back at home. “Let’s definitely fuck. But not here. Someone’s missing.”

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