The Underground

It was around eight months ago when I made my first post on this blog. I had been reading jock transformations and muscle growth stories for a long time — longer than I probably should have to be honest — and had been inspired to finally join the community as a creator after @newchangestf answered an ask for my main account @hornyjockalt . I had always loved writing, but had never really had the confidence to show any of my work outside of school, and erotic writing seemed like a good way to start coming out of my shell, explore my sexuality and express my creative side, all while staying (mostly) anonymous and protected form the anxiety that usually stopped me from sharing my ideas.

Over the last eight months I’ve found this to be an amazing community, full of kind and accepting people. I’ve made connections and even friends. Which is why I wanna give a special shout-out to some people.

@musclejedi-tameem is one of my biggest fans and I’m one of theirs. They’re a great friend and they’re absolutely awesome. They’ve helped me a lot and I can’t thank them enough.

@warping-realities is one of my biggest inspirations. I won’t claim to know them very well, or at all, but I love their work and from the little we’ve interacted they’re awesome

@sanzaibian is one of my earliest fans and one of the first people to tell me one of my stories really struck a cord with them. Also an amazing tf writer in their own right, I highly recommend their work.

And finally @romangolden68 is the first person I ever did a commission for, a great friend and an all around amazing person. They’ve always been super supportive and I’m super happy to have them in my corner.

To any of my friends I didn’t list, know it’s either because I didn’t know if you’d be comfortable being named or because there’s a lot of you and if I listed you all I’d break tumblr. You’re all the best and I’m so glad I get to be a part of this group. I hope I get to make another hundred stories, and a hundred after that.

Sorry this got kind of mushy. Thanks for reading

Taron Egerton, Barry Keoghan, Michael cera

Hmmm interesting question

I guess I'll start with Barry Keoghan he’s been pretty close with Jacob Elordi recently so I guess I'll turn Barry into him.

As for Micheal Cera since he played Allan I think it’s fitting to turn him into a Ken so I'm picking Simu Liu.

Don’t really care much for Taron but I do like Kit Conor and apparently, they both played Elton John in a movie a few years ago so I’ll turn him into Kit Conor

Can you please for for the love of god stop paying attention to that bullshit on Tumblr that tells you that you’re supposed to be a worthless object? You do realize that everybody who is spouting off about that crap doesn’t put their face or their address online?

BECAUSE IT ISN’T REAL!

You’re not going to spend your life in a basement serving somebody. It’s a fucking fantasy. And it bullshit like this that destroys the positive and meaningful interactions with in BDSM.

No one is dominant or submissive 100% of the time. It’s not possible. We’re human beings. We need to rest. We need to rejuvenate. Yeah you can have a hot session that goes on for a full weekend. You can embrace every bit of who you are as a dominant or submissive. But there’s always a break.

And if you haven’t figured this out, real dominant men provide Aftercare and take of their boys. Full stop. It’s not even a question. If somebody is going to put you through an intense situation and can’t even fucking bother holding onto you and caressing you to let you calm down, they’re just a piece of shit. There is something psychologically wrong with them and you shouldn’t be around them in the first place.

Let’s address this Alpha bullshit. No one is better than somebody else. No person is ordained as this creature that is meant to be superior to others. If someone honestly believes that they are better than someone else on purely a basis of humanity, they are most likely a very sad individual. They never achieved anything meaningful. Maybe one day they started going to the gym and realized that someone was attracted to them and then they could exert their low self-esteem on another. I can’t fucking stand people like this. And they spout their bullshit all over the internet.

And here’s the simple truth to all of this, you may read this right now and think that I’m completely wrong. But as soon as the fantasy wears off, you will start to realize that a good man is far better than anything that this fantasy world could ever provide.

So please wake the fuck up. Believe in yourself. Know that you don’t deserve to be treated like crap. Submission is a gift. The dominant has to be worthy of it. You make that determination – not them.

Stand up for yourself. I believe in you. Look past the bullshit.

Sincerely,

*serious face*

I know we all have a lot of fun around here, but its imortant from time to time to check in with the EB crew and make sure everyone is singing from the same hymnsheet - we’re all having fun here with the fantasy but it’s important to remember that it is fantasy and when the fun stops, stop.

The Great Shift is a well known event that had swapped over 90% of the world’s population! However, after the initial fallout and chaos, a few years later people began to acclimate to their lives. Though there were still moments where people were confronted with just how much they’ve changed.

“Ok Ned Nuno. No one is gonna remember you as Ned the know it all. It’s been years. People are mature and have their own lives.” Ned said to himself in the mirror. 

The young man looked back at his model like reflection. Sometimes he still couldn’t believe it was him. Only a few years ago he was looking at his own bespectacled face with his receding hairline. Sure he’s what some would call cute and charming. He always had a knack for intelligent conversation. After college he embraced his intelligence even more and had the luxury to travel as he got older… but he couldn’t deny that his former body wasn’t turning any heads romantically. They’d haver to notice the 5 foot tall waifish man for that to happen. 

But now… that was no longer the case. All those years ago he was traveling at an airport when the Great Shift happened. One moment he was departing his plane, the next he was in a boarding area waiting to be seated!

Needless to say it was a shock. He’d gone from a smaller and dark skinned to a clearly white and very in shape young man! He later found that this guy was named Connor Duval and was  just 21 years old at the time! Still in college too. And… well those first few days he certainly had a lot to learn about his new form. 

However he couldn’t reminisce any further. He needed to get ready for his school’s 10 year reunion. He wasn’t the same timid nerd that people would pick on. He was braver! He’d seen the world! And wasn’t afraid!

- One ride to the school later -

“Ok. I’m afraid! Jackie! Are you here yet? I know this is the 2nd message I left for you on your phone, but I don’t want to be the only one here I know! You were always my best friend and I’m sorry I’m so nervous and-” Ned was pacing nervously outside of the building he once learned at, waiting to go in with his friend.

“Easy there poindexter. Your bestie is back.” A deep voice says spooking  Ned as he jumps.

“J-Jackie?” Ned asks nervously seeing the towering muscular figure beside him.

“In the flesh. I though I told you that I shifted into that big Ukrainian construction worker? I mean all the better for it right? None of your old bullies ever messed with you when you butch lesbian bestie was at your side.” Jackie said with a flex.

“I know. I know. You were always so open and brave with yourself It’s honestly inspiring. I’m sorry i was so shocked. I’m just nervous and it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other. I hope your girlfriend is taking it ok.” Ned offers sympathetically.

“Yeah she loves it. She swapped into this bi goddess of a woman and works out with me a lot. Good thing too! I’m still only attracted to women and I have the best one sucking me off every night!” Jackie bragged. Previously her normal crude humor always let out a laugh from Ned, but now Ned trembled a bit as Jackie sounded just like those macho straight guys that bullied him.

“Aren’t you a little under dressed without um… a shirt?” Ned asks.

“Ha! Well you know. I thought about going nude. But I did pack a polo so i can be decent. Aren’t you over dressed Ned?”

“What!? I  couldn’t decide what to wear! I just chose one of my body’s outfits that still fits…” Ned blushes in his nice suit. Sure he was a 6 foot tall model with abs, but his indecision in outfits was ever present.

“Neverminded that anymore. Let’s get in there! You’re a tenured professor for Pete’s sake. And I’m a well known LGBT author. We got a lot to talk about.”

Jackie pulled Ned in with his surprising strength and they began to hear the music and mingling. Inside they were given name tags and soon saw the crowds of people that none of them recognized! One of the perks of the shift was that no one was ever mad when they didn’t recognize one another. In this case though Jackie and Ned’s eyes zeroed in on a few key people.

Stacy Skarsgaard was always known as the head cheerleader and total B. Her platinum blond hair and perky breasts getting her through life and landing her a cushy secretary job somewhere in the city, from what Jackie had heard. Now once again, as she was so many other times, she was blasted drunk and taking her top off. Only this time it revealed a powerful dark skinned chest with curly black hairs. Her perfectly shaved face saying, “And like. I”m already on my 4th husband and he totally worships me. Takes care of the kids and still tops me like a champ. Like. I totally see why gay guys do it all the time. I can’t stop. Any more martinis?”

Jackie snorts. “Where was that open mindedness when she tried to get student council to take down the LGBT Support Club? Freaking hypocrite. Their eyes then drifted to three men chest bumping and laughing.

“Are those guys Chad, Thad, and Grad?” Ned asks surprised. “Weren’t they… like the biggest guys on the football team?” Ned recalled the days when those beefy fat bodies would pound through the halls and shove him against lockers.

“Oh yeah. I heard they were working as assistant coaches at some college and ended up swapping with their respective school’s freshman swim team. They… certainly lost a lot of that freshmen 15 that we saw them with in university.” Jackie laughed admiring how they both towered over their former bullies, though Ned once again felt insecure about how much their abs looked better than his. Those three guys kept messing around but in different ways. Instead of belching and arm wrestling they were doing some handstands and showing how flexible they were. 

“Ok. Ned. Stop sulking and start catching up. You wanted to prove to yourself you could stand up to your past. Now is your chance. Next person to walk through that door is gonna be a new person you have to say Hi to ok?” Jackie commanded.

Ned gulped and looked at the door nervously and was in awe of who stepped in.

“Paul Bailey?” Ned said astonished. He’d recognize that familiar leather jacket anywhere…. he could still smell it as the closeted athlete wrapped his arms around him all those years ago under the bleachers after a big game. Neither have them had mentioned the night since, but that hadn’t stopped Ned from cherishing that memory…. as well as stalking him occasionally on social media seeing who he swapped with. 

Ned hadn’t realized he’d been staring that long as Paul immediately saw him and walked over. “Holy… Ned? Is that you. Wow you sure changed.” The man joked. His voice was different… but still so deep and smooth Ned nearly swooned.

“H-hey Paul. Guess we all have since the switch. You’re um… looking good.” Ned admitted, blushing. He missed his previous heritage that made these embarrassing actions less noticeable with his former darker skin. 

“Thanks. I guess I traded in my older pasty body for a new more bronze kind. I wasn’t expecting to swap with an Asian bodybuilder, but hey I was at the airport. Right or wrong place depending who you ask for the shift.” 

“Really? I was at the airport too when I shifted. It was kinda funny. I’d been traveling a lot since I got tenure as a professor, but the first thing I did when I shifted was trip. I guess no amount of travelling prepares you for suddenly having size 14 feet.” Ned laughs.

“Really? They do look big… dang. Those are like twice the size of your old ones.” Paul laughs too!

“Y-you remembered me that well?” The nerd felt touched.

“Of course,” Paul replied as it was his turn to blush. “Though hey! I got you beat with these size 17 wide feet. With these heavy muscle I nearly took out an entire cart of luggage.”

The two continued to laugh, comparing bodies, stories, and catching up. Jackie suddenly took her leave to be ogled by all of the female attendants.

Ned and Paul were having a great time walking around, having fun, and enjoying each other’s company.

Ned didn’t know that their bodies had met previously. That Connor was on the way to visit his boyfriend at the time… that miles away their original bodies were holding hands and laughing too… Ned couldn’t know that Paul had also been secretly keeping up with Ned after feeling bad about kissing and never calling…

Hey guys, here is my creation for @theundergroundstories due to being paried with him for @thegreatstoryteller’s christmas exchange. I hope you guys will enjoy it and more important, Merry Christmas to everyone :) Have some good quality time with your loved ones and share some magical moments with them :) Let me know what you think of this story ! ———————————————————————————————————– The night just landed on Boston’s University campus. As Christmas was just arount the corner. Eerybody was getting ready for this celebration. The campus was full of life and activities and even though time were hard for finances, magic was still present and alive. Josh and Mike were roommates on one of the buildings. On the paper they were quite different.

  Mike is an all American superstar of the campus with well visible muscles and veins covering them. Sure he is cocky, but he could be with such a physique. Being captain of the basketball and quaterback of the football teams, the campus was his. His skin was tanned at perfection and his hairs were perfect. If Mike could have been described by a word, it would be PERFECTION. The only thing that was not on his side was his intellect. He was quite dumb, but who cares about calculus when you are a superstar fucking every holes your wants and your parents are rich.

  Josh on the other side was quite the opposite. Being the child of asian immigrants, he had to be perfect. The smallest mistakes would have cause him lot of troubles at home. He had to take a credit to pay for the university fees and therefore, he was even more stressed about life and studies. Resulting in him getting some fat all around. Josh is a small nerd with big glasses. He hates everything about sports deeply. Sure he fantasm about athletes like Mike everyday and wish to be like them, but deep inside of him, Josh knew this would never happen. He came to life being a small gay asian nerd with bad vision and small feets, and he would die like that.

  One night after a basketball training, Mike came in their room covered in sweat and dust laughing out loud followed by Theo, Carl and Clark. They were all laughing and speaking about something that would be so fun. Josh was studying for his next exam on his bed, he heard them enter the room and tried to stay focus but didn’t say or do anything about the noise. “I’ll get a paper and write our names guys, stay right there” said Mike as he ran towards the trash that was his desk. "Found one!“ he screamed happily. After writting all the names, Mike and his bros each picked a paper with the name of someone in the hat. Once everybody picked one, 2 papers were still on the bottom of the cap. Out of nowhere, Mike went to Josh and gave it to him.

“Pick one bro’ ” Mike said with a large smile. Josh didn’t understand what was hapening but before he could say anything Mike followed. “Listen, I know I’m not the best roommate that you could have wished for. But hey, it’s chritmas! So let’s say this Secret Santa is the occasion for you to be one of us. From now on, I’ll do my best not to be a pain in the ass bringing different girls everynights, or listening to music too loud. What do you say, you are in? ” Mike said with a big and kind smile looking straight through Josh’s eyes. Josh was a bit surprised. Sure Mike was a pain in the ass, but he knew deeply that he was not mean, and seeing him doing this just before christmas kind of warmed his heart. Josh picked a paper and thanked Mike smiling at him. As Josh was reading the name in the paper, Mike was already gone back with his bros smiling and laughing as they went back outside getting ready for some beers. Josh opened the paper to read the name. “Theo” was written on the white piece of paper. Josh went to bed thinking about what he could give to Theo this night, and for once in a longtime, he fell asleep feeling like maybe life was finally worth living.

After a lot of thinking and some research, everybody had found the perfect gift for their Secret Santa. Josh and Mike were getting ready to welcome they guys in with some snacks and drinks. While Mike was on his bed trying to style his hairs, Josh was on his trying to ease his social anxiety. Mike saw that with every passing minutes, Josh was getting more nervous. Without even looking at him he said calmly “Relax, this is gonna be fun, I promise”. Without knowing why, Josh felt a bit of release. Josh had picked a NBA record book for Theo. He didn’t knew a lot about him but he knew that he loved basketball and he thought this would be a great and easy choice. 8pm and someone knocked on their door. Mike got up and welcomed his bros inside. They were all athletes and deep inside, Josh felt a little excited to be surrounded by so many good looking guys. After some time laughing all together, drinking and eating, Josh felt like a part of the group. It was kinda weird to say it but he felt like maybe he finally found some real friends that could help him with his stress and social anxiety. Josh felt good. Each passing minutes were erasing all his scares.

At 11pm, Mike got up clapping his hands on his thighs.

“Let’s do this guys!” he said joyfully as he went towards the desk where all the gifts were sitting. As he walked, everybody followed him. As they were about to take their gifts. They realized that all of them got a present for his Secret Santa, but there was a small problem. Everything was wrapped in the same paper and all of them were in similar boxes. But the most important thing, the only person who was bright enought to write a name on it was Josh. All of them looked at each other and then out of nowhere, Carl said.

“Well, we pick one and we go with it, alright guys?” All of them aproved with joy in their voices. All except Josh that was a bit more reserved about this. But seeing that all of them was cool with it, he said sure before putting a smile back on his face. Theo picked his gift first and opened it with a smile on his face. At least he would be the only one getting his real gift. He saw the NBA book and totally loved it. A big smile appeared on his face and Josh felt a sudden sensation of joy too. Then Carl picked one and opened it. It was a new pair of Nike basketball shorts. A smile appeared on his face too. Then it was Clark’s turn to pick one. Once again something related with sports but it was all good, that’s what he love after all. Mike then picked one and gave it to Josh smiling, then he picked his. Inside the box, Josh found a brain new basketball. He didn’t know how to take it. Josh didn’t know what to say, but seing everybody being happy he smiled and faked hapiness. As Mike opened his he saw the new mario video game. It was not really what he enjoyed playing, but he’ll give it a try. Who knows, maybe he’ll enjoy it. Mike smiled and just like Josh faked hapiness.

The evening resumed and everybody laughed and drunk again untill late in the night when everybody left for their rooms. Josh and Mike stood there alone in silence. The tension between them was not there anymore and both of them felt like they found a new friend in each other. Sure their gifts were not on point, but it was better then nothing and after all, they found new friends this night, and that’s the best gift that anybody could wish for. Both of them cleaned up a bit and got ready for bed. Josh’s head was feeling kinda weird. Probably due to all the drinking. He put it aside and thought that everything would be better tomorrow. Unbeknown to him, Mike was feeling the same, but just like Josh he put it aside and got in his white Clavin Klein underwear as he went to sleep on his bed.

Both guys were deeply sleeping on this saturday evening when something unexpected happened. As the sun was rising above the Boston campus, the Mario Game and the basketball started to shine in a golden tone. Sparkles of gold started exploding from them and putting glitters that soon disappeared in ashes everywhere. The more the sun rise, the more sparkles were emitted. Then, just as the first rays passed through the curtains and touched them, sparkles flew right through Josh and Mike’s bodies. Soon, both of the basketball and the video game disappeared as Mike’s and Josh’s bodies absrobed all of them.

Deeply sleeping, Josh felt like a tingling getting through all his body. It didn’t wake him up though. In his dream he was in the middle of a medieval fantasy town. Josh opened the door of a tavern and started walking in, but as he walked, his whole surroundings changed. He was now in a dark room. Josh tried to move and call for help but his body was stuck in a weird T shape. Suddenly in front of him, sparkles of gold appeared again. 

He felt like the sun was litterraly in front of him, but it was not painfull, more like a pleasant sensation that envelops and warms you. But As Josh was getting used to this warmth, the golden sun exploded and sparckles flew towards his body. he tried to move but he couldn’t. All his body absorbed them and the pain was awfull. As the sparkles got in him, all his clothes disapeared in ashes, leaving him naked and immobile. It felt like his inside were melting. Then he heard a deep crack. Josh tried to look what was happening but the only thing moving freely were his eyes. Then another crack sound was heard, and out of nowhere Josh felt his legs getting longer. Then his arms, then his chest and neck. All the bones in his body were getting longer and stronger. The pain was atrocious and at some point he felt like he was about to faint out. But he didn’t. His body kept growing taller and taller untill he was now 6'5. When everything stopped, Josh found the strenght to beg for this to stop, at least he thought he did as his mouth was still frozen mid open. After his bones got longer and stronger, Josh felt like his skin and muscles were bubbling , he felt his whole body contracting again and again not understanding what was happening. Josh only knew that all this contractions were getting him cramps in all  his body and he couldn’t even breath properly anymore. His chest was congested and his contracted pecs were blocking his lungs to work properly. As this contraction sensation was still going, Josh felt like a million a needles were piercing through his skin. It was a mix of pain and release as suddenly, Josh smelt a manly and musky aroma flowing through the air. It was intoxicating and soon Josh’s head got foggy. His feets got stronger and bigger and a pungeant manly musk flew from him and got directly in his nose. Same happened for his armpits. After all of this, Josh felt like a pression was released from his chest and he fell on the ground. It took a few minutes for him to get up but when he did, he saw that the ground was way further then before. he turned around on himself and watched as he was now in the body of a pure asian athlete superstar. Tall enough to play any sports he liked with a musky scent that got him a bit chubbed up. At this idea, Josh looked at his cock, only to realize it was the only part that didn’t change from before. Even his face was now more angular with a perfect vision and a perfect smile. Josh took his cock in his hand and started to play a bit with it, thinking that maybe now he was a total grower. But as he started to touch himself, he felt a rush coming through him. His head got foggier. The more he touched himself, the bigger his cock got. And the longer his cock grew, the dumber he got. All his intellect and brain power slowly fluched themselves inside his ever growing nuts.

Josh felt like something was off, but he couldn’t stop jerking off. Feeling his cock grow inside his hand and smelling his new intoxicating musk was too much for his shrinking brain. Josh fapped faster and faster. Saliva was flowing out of his open mouth directly on his 9 inches cock and the sensations were fantasmic. As he was about to cum, Josh felt like he was forgetting something, but it was too late as he came torrent of cums.

Mike was deeply dreaming too. In his world, he was not walking in a medieval fantasy city. Not his style at all. Mike was running in the middle of the basketball court. A ball dribbling under his hands. Mike jumped and dunked. He felt joy flowing through him but as his feets touched the ground, everybody on the court and tribunes was gone. He was alone on the court. Then, light turned off all around him untill he was alone in darkness. Out of nowhere, Mike saw gold sparckles appeared in front of him. Scared by this shit, he tried to run away, but just like Josh, his body was frozen in space and time. The sparks flew through him and he felt only peace for a moment. As the sparks got abosrb in his body, all his clothes disapeared. Leaving him naked as the day he was born. Then after some peacefuly seconds, he felt a pulling sensation. like the gravity was suddenly way too strong for his muscled body. He felt like all his muscled crushed on themselves. his bones cracked and cracked again as he saw the ground was getting closer at an alarming rate. In a mere painfully seconds, he went from 6'5 to 5'2. Mike felt crushed. he was in an agonizing pain and he couldn’t even move his hand to dry the tears running on his cheeks. Then Mike felt something even more odd starting deeply in his stomach. Mike felt a tightness all around his skin. like his skin was getting tighter and tigher around him. Squeezing him all around and forcing his muscles to disapear deep inside him. When this sensation ended, Mike didn’t knew yet that his all star body was gone. replaced by a nerdy small body with not a lot of muscles on his bones. Tingling started to appear all around his tigher skin. It felt like millions of ants were biting his skin. He watched as blonde hair started to grow all around him, giving his skin a peachy fuzz, almost invisble to the eyes but feeling so nice to the touch. As he was still trying to undersatnd all of this, Mike felt his body collapse. He was finally free to move. But as he got up, the ground was so much clother to him. It felt like he was on his knees when he really was standing up. As Mike started to walk a bit, trying to find a way out, he smelt a weirdly arousing smell. It was something manly, almost musky. Not knowing why, he felt like he had to find where this was coming from. As Mike was lost in his search, he didn’t realize the more he smell this odor, the more his butt grew into a perfect bubble butt. His cheeks were perfectly sculpted. Then in the darkness, he found it. There in the darkness was floatting a golden dildo. Mike didn’t think properly at this point. He was lost in the musk and grabbed it with both hands. The moment his skin touched it though, his mind was back, wondering what happened to him and why he was holding a golden veiny dildo now. But before he could do anything, his arms moved alone towards his mouth. The cock got in his mouth as he was screaming “What the fu…” Mike didn’t even have time to finish his sentence as the head was deep inside his throat. He tried to get it out but his arms were frozen in front of him and preventing him from getting it out. Then his arm started to move in and out. Mike was begging in his mind for this to stop, He was not gay. Sure a hole is a hole, but he was not sucking dicks. He would never do that. But the more the dick was grinding his throat, the more he felt like this was normal. His large veiny cock was getting harder and harder, but for some reason, Mike felt the tightness sensation resume around it. Then he realized why. His cock was shrinking at an alarming rate. Soon it was 4 inches hard and super sensitive. He tried to grab it but just before his free hand grabbed it, it changed his direction and got towards his ass. Slowly he felt as his smooth finger got around his hole, before sensually getting in. Mike didn’t know what to feel or think anymore. He was not gay. But this felt so good. Why did this felt so good. Then his finger started to move a bit and started to caress his prostate. At this moment, Mike lost himself in pleasure. Mike felt a rushing sensation coming through him and before he knew what was happening, he was cumming, finger deeply pressed on his prostate and a cock in his mouth. As he came, his hair got blonder and his vision got a bit blurry. Also he felt like his brain was on ebulition. Everything was coming faster to him and he felt like he could understand anything now. But for the moment, his fingers moved a bit again and he came even more then before.

Josh woke up still mid orgasm in his bed. His sheets were drunched in sweats, musk and cum. He looked around his bed and saw that his nerdy roommate  was still sleeping, probably dreaming about his perfect asian body. Josh knew that this little nerd was gay as hell and horny for his body and cock. Maybe if he was a good roommate and if their friendship evolved in the good direction, Josh will let Mike suck him off. Who doesn’t love having friends with benefits. After all, a hole is a hole. As he thought about this, he realized that Mike’s ass was contracting again and again, then he heard a squeak and then silence. Josh laughed quietly before putting his large feets on the carpet on the ground. Another perfect day.

A gift for https://www.tumblr.com/transformee ————————————————————————— The light of the day was long gone as Adam left his office at 5. That was the worst part of his job around the holidays. Sure, the cold was bad, and the job itself was boring. But there was something especially soul-crushing about arriving to work when it was barely light out and leaving as it was dark, spending the whole day inside, in front of the glow of his screen instead of in the sun. I wish I had a less depressing job, he thought to himself for the seventh time today.

It wasn’t the worst job ever; at least it paid the bills and kept the lights on, but it hardly made him happy, which he often thought about. Going back to his lonely apartment in the dark, eating his dinner alone while watching Youtube videos, playing whatever the latest game was, if he hadn’t already beaten it, all of it felt alright, but none of it felt good.

Adam had short black hair with little bits of pepper, standing 6’1 or so but hardly looking imposing. He didn’t work out much, and it certainly showed. No muscle, and just a little heft around his midsection that never seemed to go away despite what he tried for occasional exercise routines. He didn’t think of himself as particularly great-looking… not compared to the men he liked reading transformation stories about. All the ‘end’ results of the stories he read were men he could drool over, big, sexy daddy types. The internet had an endless supply of them. It seemed like they were nearly a dime a dozen they were so common, and yet he knew he’d never be lucky enough to be one of them. He’d been aging fine, but hardly into the muscular, DILF type he yearned to be.

The walk to the train station was usually uneventful, which is why tonight, as he turned through an alley, he was surprised to hear the sounds of a struggle up on the roof above him. Muffled words floated down, then an odd, animalistic cry. A fire escape came to the ground level nearby, and Adam wasn’t sure what compelled him to start climbing them. Before he knew it he was at the top of the two story brick building, watching a man dressed in a classic Santa suit stroking a naked, buff, bodybuilder’s face.

“Shhh,” the Santa figure said. “Just relax. You’ll be free of those pesky worries soon.” As Adam watched, the bodybuilder’s legs and arms rapidly elongated, turning into stilt-like legs with hooves at the bottom. As he stretched them out, groaning in what sounded like pleasure, he craned his neck, only for it to stretch out too. Brown fur began swirling over his naked body, thick and heavy, and a tail flicked to life behind his new haunches. Majestic antlers spread from his head as his ears turned longer too. In what seemed like a few short, intensely arousing moments, the bodybuilder’s form had been replaced by that of a majestic, strong, and tall reindeer. Santa kept stroking the deer’s face slowly, and to Adam’s surprise, the reindeer’s long, throbbing cock unloaded all over the roof.

“What the fuck.”

Both figures turned to look at him, the reindeer’s eyes inscrutably animalistic in their expression, but the Santa figure’s—Adam could see now it wasn’t just the suit he had, but the long curly white beard and hair too—grew a little wide. “Oh poppycock,” he said with a jovial tone.

“Hang on a moment there Adam. Don’t go anywhere; I need to finish taking care of this one.” The big man patted the reindeer’s haunches and gave a little ‘Giddyup’. Somehow, Adam still found astonishment in himself when the reindeer reared up and gave a little huff… and leapt into the air and began flying away north at a gallop.

“What…” was all Adam could think to say. The whole situation was so sudden, so implausible… so hot.

“Now let’s see here. Adam… you’ve been a pretty good boy, I’d say. Wouldn’t you?”

“Uh, yeah?” Adam responded, unsure.

“And you want to stay on my nice list, right?” There was a twinkle in the old man’s eyes, the deep brownish-black eyes set deep in his rosy red and wrinkled face.

“Y-yes?”

“Good! Then let’s make a little deal. You stay on my nice list by not telling anyone about this, and I’ll get you your Christmas present a little early, how’s that sound my boy?”

Adam was pretty sure there was only one sane answer after what he had witnessed. “Alright!” he said, as enthusiastically as he could manage.

“Promise?” strange frost seemed to swirl around Adam, blue-white crystals glimmering in the air around his body.

“I promise,” he responded.

And with that, the magic snapped into place around him. A shiver ran through him as his clothes began to feel loose, falling into a pile around ankles and hanging off his shoulders. He’d never worn particularly large clothes, so for his body to suddenly be too small for even those was alarming. And it didn’t stop, the shirt falling off shoulder and exposing his naked body to the chill winter air as he kept shrinking. The world around him grew tall, the round form of Santa looming taller over him. The giant, fat fellow took a few steps towards him, black boots seeming to smash the ground as Adam kept shrinking. From six one to three feet to barely action figure sized Adam shrank, the cold nipping at his exposed body as the giant of a man approached him. He felt like he should run, but he couldn’t bring himself to move as his body continued to pull into itself and the world loomed. One huge, gloved hand reached down to pick him out of the pile of his clothes, lifting him up to the massive face of Santa.

“Ah, good. Much more portable. Don’t worry about the clothes; you won’t need them again.”

The most confusing part of the whole experience for Adam was the raging boner he had; it felt miniscule compared to the world around him, and when he came, Santa didn’t even seem to notice. The orgasm felt almost forced, his body shivering as his five inch dick shot a few small strands that didn’t even show up on Santa’s mittens.

“Oh don’t worry, that’s a side effect of my magic. It always happens. Now in the sack you go!”

And before he could squeak a protest, darkness enveloped Adam as he was tossed into the magic sack.

  ————————————————

The world tumbled around Adam for a long time. Dizzying darkness spun him around. It felt almost like the verge of sleep; time meant nothing to him. It seemed to stretch on for hours, and yet when light blinded him and he felt the cold ground on his feet, it seemed like no time had passed at all.

Adam blinked a few times, rubbing his eyes to adjust. Around him was a beautiful apartment, a kitchen in the corner over an island, the room he stood naked in furnished with modern, black couches and chairs, a TV sitting on the wall. A door the bedroom stood ajar in the corner. Outside, a view of palm trees and beaches.

“Where am I?” Adam asked.

“Your new home, mister influencer.”

Adam looked down at himself, expecting to see something different, but his body was the same as he had always known.

“Oh don’t worry. We’re going to make you look the part too, son.”

Frost crystals formed again around Adam, glittering yellow in the late afternoon sun streaming through the windows. This time, the process was much slower. Adam felt the crystals tingle around his chest. Like coming up to air from deep underwater, his body took a deep breath, and he watched with surprise and astonishment as his chest began to grow. No, not his chest. His pecs. They grew into a heavy, muscular set of jugs that anyone would be excited to play with. Hell, he was excited to play with them! He reached to touch them, slowly stroking over the round slabs of meat until he reached his nipple, and he let out a sharp breath as his cock, already hard, spasmed. “Mm… Daddies should have sensitive nipples,” Santa said as he watched. “Good beards too.”

An itching feeling began to spread all over his face, centered on his upper lip, then spreading across his jaw. A mirror in the corner showed the deep black furry hair spreading up his chin and jaw, forming a majestic and thick beard. Underneath, his face began morphing, turning into an absolutely killer visage. He looked stern, severe, but friendly as his jaw thickened and his face broadened. His eyebrows turned bushier, matching his thick beard and giving him the perfect dad-next-door type face.

“Now let’s get the rest of your body in line with those big pecs of yours,” Santa said. Adam could feel the warmth and growth spreading from his pecs outwards. His shoulders began to bulk, growing thick, heavy caps of deltoids and spreading down to his arms. His triceps exploded, feeling thick and heavy against a growing back, while his biceps shoved forward into perfect peaks. Heavy, thick veins popped up under his skin, on his shoulders, on his arms, on his forearms. They looked like a map under the surface, tracing the path blood took to recharge his newly-formed muscles during a workout. As he flexed a little, he watched them pop.

The growth moved across his torso, and he practically felt his abs pop into existence one by one. As he moved to look down at them, he watched them flex and dance. Making them show with a flex was like second nature, despite never doing that before. Thick obliques formed on either side of his hips, running straight down to his still average-looking cock.

Adam didn’t have any time to think about that though; immediately the growth began worming its way through his ass too. A thick, meaty shelf of glutes formed. Turning to look in the mirror, looking over his shoulder, he couldn’t help but admire how his broad, v-shaped back led into his nice bubble butt. It had a bit more fat on it than the rest of him, looking somewhat less defined and more just hefty and solid. He could still make it flex, so not all fat, but the roundness of it certainly didn’t come from angular, hard muscle. Santa gave a jolly laugh. “I wasn’t sure what you’d prefer to do with this new body of yours, but I thought I’d make either side to die for. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten your dick. I’m just saving the best for last.”

Words refused to leave his mouth as anything other than a low, needy moan as his legs bulked up too. They grew not as large and heavy as his upper body, but still thick and defined. A much more upper-body heavy look seemed to be what Santa thought he wanted, and he couldn’t argue if this was the result.

Frost crystals formed around his cock. This was the big finish, Adam knew. He tried to savor every second of it as the crystals gently tugged on his dick, slowly pulling at it. He could feel a similar sensation around his balls too, slowly coaxing them bigger. His nuts grew fatter and heavier, nearly the sizes of eggs. As he watched over his new thick pecs, his hard cock kept throbbing and growing. Bigger and bigger, inch by inch. It grow from five.. to six… to seven… to eight… to a whopping nine inches of thick DILF cock. It even seemed to grow fatter as he watched, another thick vein popping up on it to support all the new meat.

Those newly-grown balls pulled up tight against his body as the stimulation from his growth overwhelmed him. With a low, deep grunt, Adam came all over the floor. Shot after shot landed on the hardwood, thick and heavy. He must have shot fifteen times, each one a heavy, full load of its own as his huge balls unloaded. It was the best orgasm he’d ever felt.

“Merry Christmas, Adam. Just one more little gift for you…”

Santa pulled a few things from his sack. A red tank top, a grey hat. Fitness gear Adam would never have dreamed of wearing like this, but putting them on and flexing in the mirror… he looked like he owned them.

“Enjoy your new life. Personal trainer… influencer… hot daddy… And don’t worry. You’ll grow some nice thick body hair too, especially across that big chest of yours. It’ll only take a couple weeks. But you’ve got a photoshoot tomorrow where they want you nice and smooth.”

Memories of his new obligations and job flooded Adam’s mind, washing away all his engineering training and experience. No, no need for that. Just lift, eat, fuck, and repeat. Oh, and post a few times a day to thousands of adoring fans, all of whom would love to have a night with him. Oh, this new life was going to be real tough…

“Thanks, Santa,” Adam said with a grin.

“Stay good for the next year too!” the jolly red man said before disappearing in a shower of sparks.

Adam stretched his new muscles, admiring his new body in the mirror. He should hit the beach in a speedo. This nice California weather would be warm enough for a little tanning before the sun set in an hour…

It’s that time of year everyone! Thanks to the efforts of @soul-controller and @theundergroundstories we are bringing this next TF Story Gift Exchange to the next level.

For those unaware each year our little TF community comes together to make stories for one another! This year if you’re interested in signing up simply fill out this form. 

This form will help us understand what you want to write, what you want to get, and how long of a story you’re looking to make!

We’re keeping this form open until December 4th! So get your sign ups in by then! Once things are closed we’ll be releasing the pairs on a separate spreadsheet!

If you have any questions feel free to ask me or any of my talented friends mentioned above and we’ll do our best to answer!!

Till then. Happy Holidays!

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Sincerely,