#lifecorp

(Original story posted July 14th 2024) Minor corrections and edits

This story is a sequel to Coming Home by @tf-lover Go read his caption if you haven’t already!

It’d been a couple of days since I tried on Richard’s ‘special’ underwear from lifecorp. The transformation had finally worn off, returning me to my boring old female form. I didn’t hate being a woman of course. I never had. But that feeling of being a massive bulky man with a thick cock had been intoxicating on so many levels. It was the exact same feeling Richard had described. That said, I still couldn’t believe it when he told me he used to be a woman as well. He’d played the part of being a man so flawlessly since the day we met. I can’t blame him for getting addicted to that new body though. Especially after experiencing what it’s like for myself.

We'd talked at length about getting another pair of underwear for me from LifeCorp. One with my own custom body built into it and everything so that we wouldn’t be twins this time. Not that we hadn’t enjoyed being identical hunks. It was actually hot as fuck to stare at one another knowing that we were identical in every way. Unfortunately it wouldn’t be easy to explain if people saw us kissing and holding hands out in public.

“Okay so this is the site I bought the underwear from…” Richard said as he pulled up an old tab from the history on his laptop. “I came across it after seeing an advertisement and I was just too intrigued to ignore it.” He scrolled through the site a little, passing by all sorts of crazy options and sub sections that talked about nanotechnology and bodysuits. But he stopped once he reached the section about transformative clothing. I could only assume it used the same nanotech the site had been advertising. A few more clicks and we found ourselves at a ‘customise your body’ page where Richard handed me the reins.

On the screen there was a 3D model of a nude man that looked almost frighteningly realistic. He was very average looking to begin with but thankfully there were tons of editing options. Some options were broad while others were very specific. I could alter the height, structure, ethnicity, weight, hair, facial features, muscles and so much more. Everything was customisable. It sort of reminded me of the sims but with even more detail. To the point where Richard eventually just left me to it as I spent the next god knows how many hours customising my new body. Trying out every option I could find and seeing what changed. You could even make mental alterations as well. Small changes to the way your brain works in order to alter your attitude and the way you think. You could even change the things you find interest in and what hobbies you enjoy. You could even choose your sexuality! The amount of control I had over my new self only continued to blow me away at every step.

When I was finally finished I leaned back in my chair to admire my work. I looked at the body I’d created for myself with pride. I double checked almost anything to make sure there wasn’t anything else I wanted to add or change. Once I was certain, I saved all the changes and applied them to my custom body. From there all I had to do was select an article of clothing for my new body to be attached to and naturally I picked a pair of boxer briefs just like Richard. The site said that the transformation would linger for a few days after removing the clothing as I was already well aware. Pretty convenient for being able to wash them, take showers and have sex without worrying about turning back to normal.

Before I knew it I’d completed all the steps. With that done I paid the money and my order from LifeCorp was being prepared!

I didn’t show Richard my new body on the site because I wanted it to be a surprise. Going off what he’d divulged these last few days about his preferences in men, I was sure my new male body was gonna drive him crazy.

When the package finally arrived I couldn’t have been more ecstatic. I was the only one home at the time which gave me the perfect opportunity to try it out before Richard got back. And that’s exactly what I did. Ripping open the package like an animal until I got to my new underwear that was sealed in an airtight bag. Chills ran across my body as I unsealed the bag and pulled out the pristine boxer briefs. They looked big, just like Richard’s. I knew they’d fit me perfectly soon enough though…

I undressed and before long I was slipping the boxers up my slim feminine legs until they fit loosely around my waist. I was afraid they’d just slide down if I let go. But it wouldn’t be a problem for long as seconds later the boxers started to do their thing. I could already feel that familiar stream of energy flowing through my body.

It started the same way as before with an aching sensation that spread from head to toe. It wasn’t long after that my feminine features started to recede. My breasts being the most obvious as they deflated into a flat chest with smaller nipples while my form started to lose its female shape. My voice shifted up an octave or two as my face started to look a little less womanly. Soon enough I looked pretty androgynous. Riding the line between male and female to the point where it’d be hard for most people to slot me into a category. But I knew there was more to come

I low whimper escaped my lips as my body continued to shift further towards the masculine side of the spectrum. My height increase was one of the most noticeable things at first. Not just my limbs but my torso as well all began to lengthen. Pushing my former 5”7 statue up and up until I grew past 6 feet and reached an impressive 6”3. At the same time I could feel my hands and feet growing larger to compensate for everything else that was about to come.

It was only then that I noticed my hair retracting fast just like it had the first time I became a man. Those long brunette locks receded back into my scalp until I was left with a short fashionable men’s cut. In contrast to that however, facial hair sprouted across my jaw once again in a neat and well trimmed style that certainly gave my face a more manly edge. A look that was only further emphasised as my facial structure shifted away from the androgynous look and more towards rugged masculinity. As my looks became sharper, losing any kind of feminine softness I might’ve had left.

Only then did I let out a sudden grunt. It was as if I’d just been sucker punched in the gut. The sound that escaped my mouth was deep and hoarse but I was more focused on the way my pussy pulsed to register it. I knew exactly what was coming. My reproductive system began rearranging itself starting with my ovaries transforming inside me. Shifting around until another involuntary groan escaped my lips. I bit my lip as a large sack pushed its way out of my vagina, hanging heavily with two large testicles that were eager to pump my system full of testosterone. I could already feel the folds of my pussy starting to seal up but before they could finish, a small little cock head pushed its way through just above my new balls. And as the final traces of my vagina faded from existence, my new dick throbbed and grew until it was a thick healthy size that any man would be proud of. Perfect for stretching tight holes and blowing thick loads.

By now I was already a fully fledged cisgender man in every sense. Even more so as a subtle layer of body hair swept across my legs and forearms. However I still knew this was far from over.

There was a small pause in the transformation that allowed me to catch my breath but it didn’t last long. Soon enough almost every muscle in my body was consumed by a mix of icy cold and burning hot sensations that would’ve been excruciating in theory yet all I felt was an odd mix of discomfort and delight. Having gone through this once already, I recognised all the sensations as they came. Already I recognised this as the feeling of my muscle fibres breaking down and rejuvenating over and over again at an incomprehensible speed. Cramming years worth of intense training into a matter of minutes and the results were quickly beginning to show.

My chest began to protrude once more but this time with solid muscle instead of fat as it formed into a strong pair of pecs. My shoulders and traps thickened with wide muscle that would only serve to enhance the look of my broadening back. A helpless grin splashed across my manly face as I watched my biceps and triceps balloon with powerful mass that would bulge at the slightest movement with my forearms quickly following suit. Though I couldn’t help gritting my teeth slightly as a solid set of abs cobbled themselves onto my stomach with grace. All the while I could feel my glutes thickening into a tight hefty jock butt behind me that I just knew Richard was going to adore. And of course I couldn’t forget my legs as my thighs grew so thick that even if it weren’t for my new cock and balls I’d still be forced to man spread from now on. My calves certainly weren’t left out of the fun either as they bulked up to a thick rounded size that’d leave any man jealous. And just like that I’d been granted the physique of a gym god! Thick manly muscle from head to toe.

I started to flex almost immediately out of sheer glee. “God I missed this…” were the first words to come out of my mouth in this sexy new baritone voice of mine. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about what it’d been like to have Richard’s big burly body since I changed back. I've been craving it. Dreaming about it every night up until now. The wait for getting my own pair of transformative underwear had been grueling to say the least but it was well worth it. Especially as I posed in all my male bodybuilder glory. I could hardly stop myself from groping every inch of this new form.

“And I definitely missed this.” I added while tugging open the front of my briefs to get a look at my new junk. Slipping a hand inside to get a shameless squeeze of my new man meat and cradle my balls a little. I’d found that oddly satisfying when I’d been using my husband's body. I’d wondered if it was just something his form enjoyed but I could now confirm that it was just a male thing that cradling your balls felt weirdly soothing.

From there I did pretty much everything you could think of in the short amount of time I had before Richard came home. Feeling every damn ridge of muscle across my new body. Checking out my muscle ass in the mirror. Playing with my new cock a little. Just for fun I tried on a pair of Richard’s big ass white socks that would have swamped my feet before. I couldn’t help feeling a little giddy when they wrapped around my new feet, nice and snug. I even slipped one of his hats on for a laugh and I had to admit it kinda suited me. I was gonna try on some more of his clothes when I heard his car pulling up in the driveway so instead I made a dash for the kitchen where I stood waiting as if everything was normal.

“Hey babe I’m ho-ohhh what the fuck!?” Richard blurted out, eyes wide when he caught sight of me. I could practically see the gears turning in his head as he quickly realised that I wasn’t some random stranger in his house. “Wait… Alison? Is that you??” He asked, a hesitant smile tugging at his lips.

“It’s Alex now bro.” I responded with a cocky smirk in return, the jock bro attitude I’d installed with the mental changes had started shining through already. “My briefs from LifeCorp arrived earlier today and I couldn’t help myself dude. I just had to try these babies on and fuuuuuuck I feel amazing!” I tossed up my right arm in a powerful bicep flex before leaning in to kiss the muscle. “Barely been able to keep my hands off these guns.” I chuckled before sauntering up to Richard confidently.

“Woah. You uhhhh definitely made a great body for yourself… babe.” Richard gulped as I placed my hands on his waist. Even though we weren’t twins this time, I still felt just as huge and powerful as him which was a rush all on its own.

“You know I did baby.” I pressed my lips against his confidently, savouring that sweet feeling of our beards rubbing together. “Never felt fucking better!”

Richard’s face was already glowing red. “I can tell you messed around with those mental settings a little as well huh.” He stated, having quickly picked up on my dramatic change in tone and attitude.

“Ohhhhh yeah bro. Changed my speech up a little. Added a lust for fitness. Even knocked a couple points off my IQ because who the fuck needs to be smart when you can just be fucking swole! All the knowledge I need is gym knowledge dude.” I spouted. Of course I hadn’t made myself as dumb as brick, though I was tempted. Just enough to give off that authentic dumb gym bro vibe was all. And I was loving every second.

Without a second of hesitation I reached down and squeezed my husband's fat ass. “That said… I’m dying for a workout.”

“Oh yeah?” Richard blushed as our hard bulges rubbed together. “You uhhh… wanna head down to the gym and get a good sweat on?”

“Abso-fucking-lutly bro.” I gave Richard’s ass a hard smack, feeling it jiggle beneath my hand. “And after that the two of us can head into one of the private shower cubicles where I can get a good dick workout on that fat ass of yours.” I snarled. Part of me wanting to just rip his clothes off now and slam my cock inside of him. God I loved having a dick even if it meant fucking was all I could think about half the time.