#spywatch

I've been rotating this ship in my head for a while and then I saw someone on twitter saying they shipped them! Which galvanised me into action!

I saw 'SpyWatch' getting tossed around as a ship name but in my head I've been calling them MegNamara (and if not... Jort? the option is there)

Anyway I'm putting some propaganda below the cut

“Alright, here are some clothes. Change in to them now. We’re leaving. The faster we drive, the lower the odds we’ve been followed.” Phillis says sternly. “Come on! Take off those suspenders and pants. Slide on that shirt!”

Cal was so confused but agreed. “Ok so can you please explain what’s going on? Who are you? How do you know about the watch? Where are we going? What’s with the clothes!?” Cal said completely baffled and bewildered in his big body. 

“In that order? My name is Agent Phillis from a government agency that’s off the books. I’m the one that made that watch you’ve been running around with this whole time. And we’re headed away from that area. You were tracked to this place because of the watch. Our info on the project got leaked... we lost contact with a good agent nearly 24 ago to show for it... but that info gave some very bad people the means to find some very expensive gadgetry. So I’m speeding down this small town till you detransform.”

“Detransform? Oh! Like turn back into me? Sweet! How do we do that? And you still didn’t explain the outfit change!” Cal asked, eager to prevent even more people from attacking him.  

“Well in general the watch bio links to the user and the timer is set for specific mission durations. However, it’s gotten damaged since I last inspected it. It’s probably going haywire. I won’t know for sure till you change back. In the meantime your entire being is one large energy beacon that people have the ability to track. New clothes not created by the watch reduce your energy signature! So thank you very much for changing. You can drive right?”

“What?” Cal managed to say as Phillis pressed a button. With a single swift motion the car changed around them pushing Cal into the driver’s seat as the exterior changed into an innocuous bus.  

“There. Now even their visuals won’t recognize us in a new car.” Phillis proudly stated.

“Holy crap! You have a car that could just do that? Is this some cool spy car!?”  Cal was smiling ear to ear, now driving with ease.

“Yes. Now shut up. I’m thinking... We’re still able to be tracked as long as you’re in that form... but! If you could recreate the scenario from before, when you returned to normal at your apartment, that may do the trick. It could be what triggers your transformation back into yourself!”

Cal blushed heavily at this, remembering what he was doing when he returned to his apartment. “Do... I have to do exactly that?”

In the distance they could hear screeching tires. Phillis turns around and sees a set of cars racing down the street, but taking a turn, not able to pin down their exact location. She begins to raise her voice. “What? Of course?! Your life could be in danger! Didn’t take a genius to figure out where you are, and I simply had to look up some basic personal info online to get your name Cal! Please whatever it is, just do it!”

“Um... ok... I just need you to... take the wheel... I need my hands for this...” Cal says blushing immensely in embarrassment.

“What? Oh. OH! I see.” The car soon reconfigures and Cal is given some space in the back seat to of the car to ‘work’. 

Cal focuses on himself and begins to reach his hands down his tight new pants. He looks at the sleeve of his shirt and smiles. When he put it on, he saw the size L on the tag, but even as he lightly stroked himself he could see how big his biceps strained the fabric with each motion. Soon, just like before, images floated through his head. Leo in his lifeguard outfit! That woman with the gun! The women by the beach! All the hotties playing volleyball! “AH!” Cal moaned as he let out a huge surge completely coating  the insides of his new pants and passing out.

-

When Cal woke up, night had fully fallen and the car had stopped. Not only that, he found himself in the back seat still wearing a huge shirt over his previous clothes, and some soaked sweat pants.

“It’s real.... it’s real... this is definitely not  a dream.” Cal said as he removes the much larger clothes and heads out of the car. He sees Phillis exiting the gas station with a bag of food.

“Eat up, we’ve got another trip to do.” She tosses the bag to Cal who was admittedly hungry.

“Where are we going. I changed back! I thought things were, you know? Safe.” Cal asked, concerned, but still dug into the gas station food.

“Safe for now. Your energy signal returned to normal, but it’s only a matter of time before someone finds the watch. And i can’t exactly remove it from you in its damaged condition. You know, unless I remove your arm.”

Cal nearly dropped all the food in panic.

“Which I won’t do Cal. I may work for a shady government organization, but I’m not one of the bad ones. Trust me. You’ve met the ones that shoot first and ask questions later.” Phillis sighed.

Inside, Cal knew she was right. His mundane use of the watch, seemed to pale in comparison to what was happening now. If he was in danger, he knew this agent Phillis would be his best bet of staying alive. 

“Ok... then I’ll go with you, but I’ve got even more questions! If I can ask them...” Cal said, much more meager without his big firefighter body.

“You can ask them on the road.” She said getting into the car and ushering Cal to ride beside her. “We’ll be headed to one of the  only places I could get some decent equipment around here.”

Cal nodded and boards the vehicle. “So... this is a watch that can change you into anyone you want, right?”

“Not anyone. The watch uses a form of solid organic light to replicate the forms of specific individuals for a set duration. Each of the preset templates were created to serve a specific purpose in the field, with individual DNA templates serving as the foundation of the change. The first unit you used was the Aquatic Template for water traversal.”

“Water traversal? Oh! You mean the swimmer! I was able to swim so fast as him! Not to mention hold my breath longer than I ever had before.” Cal remembered fondly. 

“That’s the point of the aquatic template. Increased lung capacity, underwater eyesight adaptation, and the perfect body for hydrodynamics. Increase to foot and hand size for example to help propel you through water.” Phillis explained. “Then of course you’ve seen the Fire Adept.”

“I call him Ignis!” Cal chimed in.

“What? You can’t name them!  Whatever. That one was meant for extreme temperatures. He has lungs that filter smoke, skin resistant to heat, and even an empowered vocal system to give commands across burning buildings. The idea was that if Milan needed a specific persona or expertise... he’d have it with that watch.” Cal could see Phillis grow a little sad at this explanation.

“Who is Milan?” he asked curiously.

“Milan was- I mean IS my partner. I made the watch specifically for him to operate in the field. The perfect spy who could blend in anywhere. That was the goal... he was the one that reminded me to add in sexualities and quirks to all the different template bodies to make them more human.”

“Oh! So that’s why I was so into women when I became them... wait. Did he ask you to include an inclination for fire puns to?” Cal accused.

“Haha! I forgot about that one. Yes he was. We’d never field tested... Ignis... as you call him. So we weren’t sure how much of our creation would carry over. There were vocal tendencies for a few of the templates for ‘authenticity’ sake as Milan put it. We were dealing with some bleeding edge technology... that is until our mission went sideways and we got separated. Our communication was cut off and I could see from my station that he’d sent the watch somewhere far away. Likely to avoid it being captured alongside himself. Knowing Milan, he would’ve left some clue on it to help me find him.”

There was a long silence after Phillis finished explaining.

“Oh... so that’s why you need it fixed. You can’t find your friend until the watch is back to normal.” 

Phillis simply nods at that, letting out another sigh. Without all the zooming cars and weapons, Cal could get his first good look at the woman who’d saved his life. Her longer dark hair hid some tired looking eyes and he could see how easily her hands tensed mentioning Milan. Despite her small frame she appeared tough and determined.

“I’m... sorry I took your watch. I honestly had no idea what it was... I was just using it to get this guy’s attention. But I promise I’ll cooperate and do what I can to help.” Cal offered.

Phillis smiled. “Thanks Cal. I’m probably gonna lose my job after all this, not to mention get fined for all the damaged property, and endangerment of civilians... but I appreciate that. Actually maybe I could- Oh. We’re here.”

Their car pulled out in front of a small roadside area a little outside of town. Cal hadn’t even seen this place except maybe in passing. This place had some small diners, an all day gym, and a rundown bar, with little else for miles.

“This is where we’re going to fix the watch?” Cal asked in disbelief.

Phillis shook her head. “No. This is where I am going to fix the watch. You stay in the car. Probably the safest place for you right now. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

“But wait! Don’t you need this?” Cal gestured holding out his wrist.

“I need you and the watch to stay out of trouble long enough for me to get what I need. And please don’t think about using the watch while I’m gone. I’ve got my phone locked on any energy surges, so I’ll know if you do.”

Cal was about to protest more when, Phillis simply left him and closed the door. Part of Cal couldn’t believe it, the other realized he didn’t really know what he could offer. It just felt like for a brief time he could be useful for…something. He decided to take out his phone and check his texts. Nothing from Leo, nothing from his friends, lots of news about a burning frat house, some news about a mysterious firefighter who saved some people in the area.

That made Cal smile, knowing he managed to help even just a little. The thought gave him some solace, but before long he realized almost an hour had passed. Still no sign of Phillis. Instead, he began to see more and more very plain looking cars pull up to the bar. It was weird at first, but then Cal could see men and women in identical suits exiting the vehicles before making their way in.

“I’ve got to warn Phillis somehow! Shit. I don’t have her number... but I do have the watch!” He knew one thing would definitely get her attention. Looking down Cal was about to press the machine before he thought of something. He put down his phone on the seat next to him giving it some distance, and then he pressed the button. 

There was another flash of light at this point and he could feel the collective change in his body. Suddenly, there was a lot more of him and he could feel the car slump to one side. His seatbelt was so tight on his new frame he felt like he couldn’t breathe for a second till it snapped off! He was certainly uncomfortable! Especially with what felt like a hairy torso pressing against too tight of an outfit. Unfortunately, he realized now half of those people in suits got an alert on their phones and turned directly to Cal’s car! The same urge that would notify Phillis had apparently alerted these guys too. 

With considerable effort, Cal tried to duck under parts of the car, but realized it was a lot harder to maneuver in whatever body he had now. Each arm motion and core turn, felt like a huge endeavor. “I gotta get out of here.” Cal said in a strangely deep voice, grabbing his phone which hadn’t changed with the rest of him.

With a desperate pull, he opened the passenger side of the door and stumbled out, waddling to the nearest area. The gym!

Cal entered to a pretty much deserted front desk, as buff guys in the distance worked out. Looking around for places to hide he thought the men’s locker room would at least halve the amount of people looking for him. He began to take off what little clothing his new body wore. It all felt restricting! Soon he grabbed a towel and got his first good look at himself as he passed a mirror.

“Woah. Wasn’t expecting this. How’s this guy good for espionage?” Cal thought to himself gesturing to his big frame and hairy body. “He’d stick out in most areas for sure!” 

Soon official sounding voices echoed through the halls.

“The sensors lead us in here. Fan out!” “He can’t be far!” “Finish this fast and reconvene at the bar!”

Those words sent shivers down Cal’s spine and he began to nervously sweat, which seemed to come easy to this body!

“Gotta hide! Gotta stay hidden!”  He did his best to waddle his way through the rows of lockers drawing in the attention of some guys calling it a night for their workout. Desperate for anything he saw a closed off room in the locker area and opened the door, only to enter a sauna. Inside were other big burly men, much like Cal was now. If he was sweating before, it got even worse in here.

“Woah, where’s the fire big guy.” One of the older hairier guy asked.

“Oh uh… nothing just… long day… really sweaty.” Cal explained.

The men inside laughed, all eyes on him.

“No kidding,” one burlier bearded man said. “I can smell you from here, why don’t you sit down and relax?”

“Yeah man.. your musk smells absolutely great, let’s put more steam on the coals.” Another guy said running some water along the burning coals, causing even more steam and sweat to fill the room. When the vapors cleared Cal saw the men inside all smiling at him seductively and approaching him.

“W-what? What are you doing?” Cal asked so nervously, sweating even more.

“What ever you want big guy.” “We could rub your big belly.” “Or give you a kiss.” “Maybe take you back to my place.” “Or mine! “Mine too!”

Before Cal could respond he felt a flurry of bare hand rubbing every inch of his body. Somewhere in the tussle he lost his towel and a set of hands were rubbing every new inch of his lower half as well. Each stroke against his bulging stomach felt like heaven. Each gentle caress between his thick thighs felt divine. He was so overcome by pleasure he nearly forgot what he was doing there.

“Wait…” Cal moaned. “The… bar.” He managed to utter.

“Oh across the street?” “Hell yeah, let’s get you something to drink big guy.” “You a beer guy? Of course you are.” “Let’s go!”

And just like that Cal felt their hands retract and reach for his shoulders and back, patting him encouragingly. The pleasure diminished slightly. Enough for Cal’s head to clear and realize the amount of influence he was exerting over these guys. His smile widened at the possibilities with all these shirtless handsome men of all sizes bending to his every whim. But first. He had to save Phillis. Marching out with his new harem of men, Cal wrapped the towels tight around his body and led the charge to the bar.

A few minutes earlier

Phillis walked into the bar and was determined to meet up with Milan’s old contact in the area. Get in. Get out. Get back to her new friend with the watch waiting for her in the car. When she saw the handsome bartender waiting inside, she knew they were in the right place.

The man was all neatly trimmed stubble, muscle, and tattoos. Not an inch of him could be more daunting or alluring for the right individual. He towered over the counter as he narrowed his eyes at Phillis who entered unphased by his impressive presence.

“I heard this place looked better on the inside.” Phillis speaks, looking back towards the door wistfully. Her brief glances revealed a sophisticated lighting system and a well-maintained building interior. Something you wouldn’t be able to tell from the outside.

“Who’d you hear that from?” the bartender grunted with a furrowed brow, not expecting that phrase. His curious voice having an edge to it.

“An old friend. I believe you two met and… bonded over drinks before. I believe he had some S.o.t.B.” Phillis stated, turning back to the barkeep with an arched eyebrow.

The man blushed but maintained a stern look. “Fuck. You’re a friend of Milan’s aren’t you? You can drop the code stuff I had a feeling someone like you would be coming along. Haven’t heard from him in days.”

Phillis let a tired smile slip. “Then I hope this’ll be quick. I’m here to pick up a case Milan left here before he went on mission two days ago. From what I know you’re much smarter than the average bartender and when Milan… made contact with you he left something here for safekeeping. Do you have it?”

The man sighed. “First off princess, it’s Reggie. Second, your boy has a lot of nerve if he thinks he can just send his lacky in without calling and not answering my tests-“

“Milan was taken Reggie. You know what he does. I need what’s inside that case to help get him back.” Phillis said finally letting out a little more genuine expression.

Reggie stared at her stunned for a second before letting out a sigh. “That idiot. I make one safehouse for the guy and he gets into shit before he can even use it. When I get my hands on him I… Ok. Fine. I’ll be back in a second. Help yourself to whatever. It was a slow night anyway.” The bartender went back to another room, walking off angrily.

Unfortunately, Phillis knew this wasn’t the only guy Milan had pissed off. The guy had a knack for connecting with people and gaining intel. However, that was a double-edged sword when he could get too close too fast. No one was ever terribly mad at him, but there was a certain limit that others reached when he didn’t even bother to call the next day.

As Phillis reminisced about the good times she’d had with her partner, she failed to notice a pair of men coming in with suits. Once they got within a few feet of her, she’d already started typing on her phone and caught their reflection on her screen.

“We found her.” One of the men in suits said as he got even closer to her.

“You’re coming with us,” the other said as he grabbed Phillis’ shoulder.

However, they were met with the woman just shaking her head. “I don’t think so,” she said.  With a single tap on her phone,  she revealed the program she’d run to hack the lights in this building. Every single lighting fixture in the place went dark, allowing Phillis to duck out of reach from her two assailants. No one in the room could see the two bottles Phillis had picked up from the bar, but they could definitely hear them break over the heads of the two men after her. Once the lights returned there were two unconscious men on the floor. She looked down proudly at her handy work, but her expression changed once more when more suited individuals flooded into the bar.

She was about to put up more of a fight before they began pointing their guns at her. Phillis knew when she was beat and raised her hands up tentatively. Behind her she heard Reggie begin to open the door to re enter the room, so she raised her voice and said, “What the hell do you want with me? Leave the people INSIDE the bar ALONE.”

Reggie appeared to have got the message and stopped in his tracks as one man emerged from the crowd.

“Always the fighter. Rumors of your tenacity precede you Agent Phillis.” The man greeted, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.

“Wait… that voice… Mousier Ramiz? You…. Look different than the last time we saw you.” Phillis said shocked.

“Well, the wonders of modern technology. I won’t bore you with the details, but I will press you for yours.” Ramiz pushed Phillis into the bar counter firmly with surprising ease.

“Tell me where the watch is.” Ramiz said flatly.

“What makes you think I even know where it is?” Phillis growled back.

“Funny. Your friend said the same thing. Though you and I both know you’re much smarter than he was. Now my men have confirmed the faint energy readings in the area, and we found you. Now speak up before we escalate this further.” Ramiz says producing his gun and pressing it firmly against Phillis.

A quick scan of the room didn’t show anything immediately helpful to her in this moment. She could move, attack, or dodge, but all those actions wouldn’t outpace a bullet at this range. Phillis thought she was out of options until she heard what sounded like an approaching stampede.

Suddenly the doors burst open and a bunch of burly sweat men from the nearby gym entered in!

“Bartender! Let’s get some drinks!” “We’ve got a hungry guy over here let’s fill em up!” “Someone turn up the music in here!”

All the men in suits were completely caught off guard with this display, but that brief confusion gave Phillis an opening. She hit another button on her phone and the lights began to strobe! This disoriented Ramiz long enough for her to hop behind the counter. Reggie saw this as his opening too and opened the door to activate the sound system nearby. In a matter of moments this dreary bar was blasting music and strobing lights.

“Alright guys what’re you having!” Reggie called out causing a row of hefty men to charge the bar! All of them requesting two drinks, one for them and the other for a special someone.

Cal came in at the rear, panting and sweating amidst a group of burlier men who would refuse to leave his side. They were offering some protein bars and some belly rubs with every step towards the bar, and they weren’t stopping now.

“Fuck. Why does this taste so good? I never have eaten this much, but I love it.” Cal muttered with a mouthful of granola. Despite feeling less nervous Cal could continue to feel himself sweating from the body heat of his new admirers.

Before long, drink after drink was being presented to him. Cal wasn’t much of a beer or wine guy. In fact, he hadn’t had more than 3 shots of anything since his 21st birthday. However, instinct seemed to be taking over and he began pounding away pint after pint. Each gulp sending pleasurable shivers down his spine. Or was that the various hands roaming his body? The heat of the moment seemed to be tinting this scene with rose colored glasses as now Cal felt more at ease and excited.

His attention began to drop towards his bulging belly. The guys had offered him some clothes along the way, but he was quickly taking them off. Unlike his other bodies Cal felt more relaxed than ever when all he had to do was eat and drink to his heart’s content. Not only that, but it was clear he’d kept his attraction to guys this time. Sure swimming as the water template and running through the fire as Ignis was cool, but this body felt the most fun! He was having fun!

Cal waddled over to the bar pushing aside the strange suited men, while rubbing his big gut around his admirers. “I’ll uh take two Uh…. Wait is that you Ph-“ Cal began before he was shushed. Peaking out from behind the counter was Phillis who appeared to be ducking out of sight.

“Cal?! Why’d you transform?!” she screamed at Cal with a whisper.

Even her stern comments couldn’t get Cal down at this point, so he just smiled and replied, “Phillis I’m having so much fun! This body is the best. What was I doing? Oh right! I saw these guys coming to the car and changed so I could help you! Is this helping? Damn I need a drink! Bartender! Another round please!”

As Cal called for this, a majority of the patrons cheered. Phillis let out a sigh. “Phermonic controls are certainly manifesting an… unexpected side effect. Though I won’t argue with efficacy. Cal. I need to find my contact and you need to change back. It’ll be easy to track once you leave a crowded room, but hard once the signal weakens. It’ll at least buy us some time… so uh… get busy.” Phillis says shoving Cal into the crowded mass of shirtless men all vying for his attention.

While Phillis reached Reggie by the sound system, Cal was confused and stumbling around the center of the bar where patrons had begun dancing. He wasn’t sure what was happening with all these hot guys pumping and grinding around him, but he sure liked it. He began to take in just how good it felt. He was being swarmed on all sides, feeling strong hands stroke his broader back, tight abdominal muscles tickling his stomach, and even a few roaming fingers reaching their way to his hardening crotch. Cal found himself embracing all of it, lifting up his huge ham sized arms to the sky as he danced. To his surprise, even more joined the dance floor after that, all with the express purpose of getting closer to Cal’s musky pits. Cal could even feel a few tongues going in deep and licking up Cal’s sweat as he danced around the room.

The room soon smelled like a drunken gym as drinks were being spilled everywhere. This was an amazing party Cal never wanted to end. His dick was thinking the same thing as the grinding got even tighter around him. Being so turned on for so long, Cal couldn’t hold back. After the room had reached peak pleasure a low moan could be felt from the center of the dancing masses and Cal blacked out for a second.

When he awoke Cal was in a mass of men who were equally collapsed. All moaning and muttering in pleasure.

“Shame that big guy is gone now. He was the life of the party.” “Fuck I’ve never felt anything like that.” “I’m definitely coming back here next week”

Now with a clearer head and an embarrassing stain in his pants, Cal stood up and headed to the exit where Phillis was waiting. She held a small silver brief case in her hands and seemed to be one of the only people standing amidst the room of people on the ground.

“That… was unexpected. No time to dawdle on that though. It got us a way out. Let’s go Cal. Post phermonic bliss will only last so long. They’ll snap out of it soon.”

Without a clue as to what she meant Cal followed her out.

“Damn. It was so hot in there I was sweating up a storm! What was that? What was I doing just now… it felt so good? I never knew having such a big bulging hairy stomach could feel so good… my hand… their hands…” Cal said surprised remembering the fluttering feelings that had started only moments ago.

Phillis shook her head with a laugh as she opened the case. “It’s a template that was one of our riskier ideas. An agent form that could persuade with the use of the pheromones produced by the human body. You… managed to take it to a new level with how much body heat you generated with those guys.”

“I guess so. It really…. Made everything feel like… more. I wanted to help you at the bar. We all went to the bar. I wanted to eat, they gave me food. I wanted to dance and-“

“And you knocked everyone out with how good you felt.” Phillis completed. “Unexpected, but effective. I’d love to have measured your pheromone levels at the time. But that’s besides the point. I’ve got what we need right here.”

As they got back to the car, Phillis opened the entirety of the case to show Cal. “This is essentially a portable charging station for the watch. Should it ever get drained or damage, this case was good to provide enough energy to repair any damage sustained by missions. Place your wrist right here.”

Without hesitation, Cal placed his wrist inside and the machine clamped around his wrist. There was a light whirring sound and a moment later the device released his wrist. The watch now shined pristine and new in the moon light.

“Incredible. Ok. Now we could see if Milan stored any info on the watch!” Phillis began to type some info into the watch when they heard a slam. The doors to the bar slam open as some dreary looking men in suits stumble out. The first one out was Mousier Ramiz!

“Crap. They’re awake. We need to getaway fast. Prioritize speed over stealth.” Phillis clamored into the driver’s seat and pressed a few buttons. Soon the vehicle compacted inside shifting into the image of a large motorcycle.

“Woah! You can drive a motorcycle?” Cal said surprised.

Cal slowly blinked awake. Every part of him felt sore and tired, but there was no denying the parts of him that felt good. His hand slowly slid down his shirt over his pants and-

“Wait. I’m wearing my clothes still?” He said aloud, as his eyes shot open to confirm what he was feeling. To his surprise, he was fully clothed. Wearing the same shirt and pants he’d worn to the beach this morning. He ran his hands over his unimpressive body and his legs weren’t even hanging off the bed. Looking around, he found no trace of the former self he remembered being! No red swimming trunks or… well that really was all he’d brought back to his apartment… Any trace of his wet steps would’ve long since dried… if they were even there to begin with.

“Was that? Fuck… of course it was a dream! Nothing that crazy could’ve really happened… How could I think I was that hot Japanese swimmer from before? I must’ve just had a tiring day at the beach and crashed when I got back. I better apologize to Leo in case I forgot to say goodbye.”

Cal didn’t know what to make of this. Could this be a coincidence? No… Yes? Maybe! He had to know. He began to look over geo tagged posts of the beach nearby! A few moments later his search had shown him so many new angles of the body he’d actually occupied mere hours ago. Many of the comments were thirsting over this hot swimmer! Some even asking if anyone had an ID page for this mysterious male model! Many were left disappointed that this guy hadn’t gone public or at least had a bunch of thirst trap pics laying around on social media. Some of the pictures didn’t even have his new face!

“I can’t believe it. This actually happened. That was me! I… I was hot! And… the watch!!” Throughout this whole time Cal hadn’t realized the strange watch from before was now on his wrist! He didn’t even remember putting it on.

“Ok…. So if this is real then… the watch… it really did this! I think…. How’d I get it to work last time?”

Cal began to examine the watch pressing its various dials and buttons. So far, the only one he had labeled was the black silhouette of the “Aquatic Template”. However, the more he moved things around the more he could see many others. Some larger, some smaller, but all of them with distorted text as if the watch was experiencing some technical failure. Cal was about to press one of the unknown dark images when his phone buzzed with a new text from Leo!

“It’s… whatever… Rather not think about it. Anyway. You going to that costume party tonight? The one the LGBT+ frat is hosting? Might be a good way to get the word out about your cleaning club.”

Was Leo asking… if Cal was going to a party!? Like… as friends or?

“I… don’t normally go to those things… are you going?” Cal replied.

There was a few moments of pause before Leo replies. “Yeah. Hope I see you there too.”

Cal nearly threw his phone across the room. Despite an incredible shape changing watch affixing itself to his arm, Leo’s passive invite to this party was the most surprising thing Cal could’ve ever imagined.

“I’ll see you there.” Cal finally replied after a few seconds of deep breathing.

Soon Cal was pacing around his room nervously fiddling with the watch. It kept flashing red every time he tried to select one of the options, as a series of numbers flashed on the screen. “Maybe it’s for the best…. After all. Leo wanted me to come! It should be fine… I don’t need to be a sexy swimmer to get his attention... yeah. It’ll be fine!”

Not having much of a costume, Cal simply wore some nice clothes as he crossed the street to the frat area of campus. It was clear that there was a party going on at the LGBT+ frat. Men and women were in every state of dress and in some costumes that were less theatric and more revealing. There wasn’t a guy around who didn’t have his abs or biceps showing. Most of the party was on the frat house lawn with BBQs going next to beach volleyball courts! Inside people were playing beer pong and by the entrance were two hot guys chatting up Leo! One was taller with killer stubble and abs, the other was shorter and more brawny. Both were just wearing suspenders, pants, and a fireman hat as they leaned close to Leo. They all laughed occasionally as Cal ran the opposite direction!

“Ok. This is bad. Fuck. What was I thinking coming over here… ok…. Watch… I don’t need a swimmer here… I need something to grab Leo’s attention. Can you do that?” The watch sputtered and sparked for a second before the red glowing receded. A new silhouette had taken the former’s place.

Template 4 – Fire Adept

Without a second thought and too overwhelmed to decide, Cal pressed the button!

There was another bright flash and soon Cal wasn’t wearing his normal clothing! He was in full fire fighter attire.

“Woah this stuff is heavy.” Cal grumbled in surprise, a low commanding voice escaping his lips. “Damn and the voice. Fuck. It’s even lower than before… pretty sexy too. Hey. Hot stuff. Looking good.” Cal said smiling at the goofy line. Even with those words the voice just oozed sex appeal. Not to mention it was the perfect attention grabbing tone that was gone win him Leo’s attention.

Cal continued to explore his new body as he walked back to the frat house. He occasionally flexed his arms admiring the cool tattoos on his massive biceps as well as the big boots he wore that stomped the ground beneath him. This was also a body that stood head and shoulders above most guys here. There were a few taller athletes here and there, but he was definitely over 6 feet tall once again. Once again, he could feel the invisible imprint of the watch on his wrist. He could also feel a fireman’s axe on his back… was that real?

Not wanting to get distracted, Cal powered on. Before long he was at the doorway where Leo was talking to those two guys. By comparison Cal’s outfit looked much more authentic than theirs.

“Hey gentleman. Hey Leo. Someone looks smoking.” Cal said awkwardly grinning as he said another cheesy line out of sheer nerves.

All three guys stared wide eyed at this huge guy who sauntered over to them. Not only did his natural demeanor look so imposing to anyone nearby, but Cal didn’t realize how intimidating he seemed staring down at them.

The two wannabe firefighters were sputtering over their words. It was Leo that responded first.  “Wow! That’s quite a costume… but you look kinda…. Old for university… no offense. Do you actually go here?”

Cal crossed his arms and gave a big grin as he caught his reflection on the window nearby. Stubbled jaw, deep voice, perfect teeth, and deceptively smooth skin… he certainly passed for someone in their 20s or 30s rather than the early 20s demographic of the party. Not just that but his sleeve of tatoos and naturally dominant presence gave him the appearance of an authority figure not a peer. This was a body that people looked to for command and direction… and much to Cal’s disappointment, not love.

“I uh… well… I saw the smoke… from the BBQ and… I found you… hot stuff.” Cal spoke through gritted teeth, internally moaning finding it impossible to stop the bad fire puns. To his surprise, Leo laughed as the other two guys took this moment to make an awkward escape.

“So, what are you some local firefighter making sure we’re up to code or something? That’s kinda… hot.” Leo laughed.

“Really? I mean yeah. Long day at the…. Station? And it seemed like a fun place to hang out. Someone as cool as you are here after all.” Cal replied, grinning ear to ear. His perfect smile a sign at his surprise and glee that this was going well! However, as they talked Cal quickly realized something was off. He felt relaxed. Not strain or stress like he normally had talking to Leo! Was this what having confidence was like? No… because something else was wrong… deep inside him… he didn’t feel nervous at all… because he didn’t find Leo attractive anymore! He kept staring at Leo’s perfect hair, flawless skin, impressive muscles beneath his lifeguard uniform, and most of all his incredible legs and feet! But nothing!

Instead as Leo began to explain a story that Cal wasn’t listening to, Cal’s attention drifted to a few women playing beach volleyball. His eyes fixated on their bouncing breasts as they jumped for the net. Each elegant motion more mesmerizing than the next. He thought he might drool till he heard.

“So, what’s your name?” from Leo

“Huh? What? Oh I’m…. Ignis. Yeah, that’s my name!” Cal said thinking on his feet of the final fantasy character and the Latin word.

“Nice to meet you Ignis…. Now did you come here to talk to me or just ogle at those girls over there?” Leo accused.

“No! I uh… I really wanted to talk to you and-“ Cal tried to explain, though once again his eyes drifted over to the women as one team won the game and they all began to celebrate getting closer and closer to each other.

Leo was unimpressed. “Come on man. It’s clear you’re here crashing a college LGBT+ event, creeping on coeds and stuff. This is an important time for people to explore their interests. They don’t need a weird older guy creeping on them for a distance. You should get out of here before I call campus security.”

With that Leo headed inside shaking his head, mumbling something about “First the swimmer and now this guy? Just my luck. Has anyone seen a guy named Cal around? No? Fine. Well, I’m gonna make sure we have enough propane for the grill.”

Cal looked down dejectedly. Another body. Another screwed up attempt!

“Stupid body! Stupid muscles! Stupid… fuck stupid only liking women right now. What the hell is wrong with me?” Cal moped, walking off, down the street. He was still very horny as he sulked his way back to his apartment. However, before he could make his way down the street, he saw a woman approaching in a trench coat. She was more solidly built but her appearance was striking none the less. Her Light brown hair had some blond highlights and she was looking directly at Cal which caused his dick to stir in his fireman outfit.

“Uh… hey there.” Cal said not knowing what to do, and legitimately blushing at her presence.

“You…” she began getting closer to Cal, her soft hand brushing against his rough forearm. “Have the watch!” Her hands directly went for his wrist where she could feel the invisible device between her fingers.

“What!? How’d you know about the watch?” Cal said jumping back, releasing himself from her grip with surprising strength.

She smirked and pulled out a gun. “Me and a few other interested parties know all about that thing. Only difference is I don’t care if you hand it over dead or alive!”

Cal had no idea what was going on! His heart was beating a mile a minute and he wasn’t able to form a single rational thought as death was staring him in the face. This woman was holding the gun so subtly from her coat, no one nearby could even see her threaten him! Not only that people were still partying inside and out of the house, so it’s not like they could hear him cry for help before he was shot!

However, right at that moment someone cried. “OH SHIT!” from inside the frat and there was an explosion that blew part of the house up in an instant! Debris was flying everywhere and managed to strike Cal’s would be captor in the face. With this temporary distraction Cal began to run! As he took a few steps he heard someone cry. “Fuck! Leo! He’s still inside!”

Cal looked to his disoriented assailant and back at the house which had now caught fire.

“Damn…. I’m coming Leo!” Cal roared charging in. Dozens of people in costumes were darting out of the house! None of them large enough to get in Cal’s way though. He rushed past civilians, and through broken tables with ease, once again surprised by his own power. Not only that he realized despite all the smoke he could breathe and see just fine. Did movies really make it look worse on purpose… or was it something about him? Soon he managed to sift through the wreckage to find an unconscious Leo laying down next to a fire extinguisher coughing.

“I got you Leo. Let’s go!” Cal fireman carried Leo out of the burning building and placed him on the lawn a safe distance away from the building to get some fresh air. He wasn’t breathing properly at first. Part of him was worried, but another part knew that he needed CPR! Without any training in the procedure, Cal attempted to resuscitate Leo! With an expert motion and form, he managed to do enough chest compressions and finally blowing into his mouth. For a moment his manly stubbled lips graced Leo’s and a second later Leo was gasping for breath and coughing. He’d be ok.

Cal let out a relieved smile. Soon sirens were blaring by the area. He took that as his queue to run off and managed to take a few side streets to avoid prying eyes. He began to catch his breath feeling tired and paused for a few minutes to catch his breath.

“End of the line big guy.” Came the voice of the woman with a nasty scar on her face. “Thought you’d cover more ground after that incident. Guess you’re dumber than I thought.” Cal looked at her terrified, backing into the small street nearby.

The woman cocked the gun back and then Cal shut his eyes terrified and accepting his fate! With all the sirens and screaming from nearby, neither heard the near silent acceleration of a dark car with tinted windows racing down the street, hitting the woman directly into the trees nearby. This day continued to get weirder by the second.

“What the hell!?!” Cal jumped back, even more scared. His deep manly voice at odds with his obvious panicked and confused words. Soon the windows were lowered and he could see an average looking woman with glasses, dark hair, and a badge. “Get in Cal! You’re not safe here!”

“W-why should I trust you?” Cal said shaking from shock.