In almost seven years of studying at university, I have tried to change my life a few times. Although I lost some weight I’m still a little thicker at the midsection. I am slowly getting along with going to the gym, but there is still a lot to do. But I never managed to achieve my dream of getting the Viking look, fit, tall and with long hair and a beard.
Is there any way I could make it after all?
Reading this request, I totally understand how you feel. Before I was able to tap into these magical abilities, I myself struggled with problems of not appearing how I wanted to look. It’s always a cruel realization when you finally understand that no matter how much money or time you spend working out will help you achieve your dreams. But luckily for yourself, I relate to your issues on such a deeply personal level that I’m incredibly eager to help you out. After finally finding the perfect avenue in which to facilitate your changes, I quickly cast my spell to help turn you into the ultimate Viking…
Upon hearing a knock on his apartment door, Lucas gets up from his computer and heads over to see who was outside of his residence. Opening the door, Lucas was greeted by an over-eager delivery man who immediately shoved a package into his average arms and handed him a device to sign for said package. Lucas could tell that the man clearly had his head focused on the remaining deliveries for the day because the driver had already sprinted back to his truck before Lucas could even thank the man for dropping off the package.
While Lucas had certainly been going a bit crazy on some online purchases, there was no way that any of those packages could have arrived already. But as Lucas leaned in and examined the label, he soon became both excited and confused about the fact that his Halloween costume had arrived miraculously early! He had quite literally just ordered it the night prior, so Lucas was rightfully shocked that the package was already at his home. Eagerly shutting the door, Lucas scampered across the room giddily and grabbed a pair of scissors to open the box. If he wasn’t going to be able to become a Viking like he dreamed of, at least he could be the most famous Viking (the superhero Thor) for one night!
Although Lucas hadn’t heard of SCcostumes.com before ordering this costume, the bargain that they had on this specific Thor costume was too great for the man to pass up. Plus, Lucas was willing to take the risk because if it was a low quality outfit, he could always return it and get a refund to get a costume from a more reliable retailer! But as Lucas used the scissors to open the box and quickly pulled out its contents, the slightly chubby man became immediately excited about just how well-made the costume looked. It seemed like an exact replica of the Thor costume he had seen in the movies!
Given the fact that he was the only one in the apartment, Lucas’ eagerness to test out the costume was too much to resist. Setting the costume down for a second, the man wasted no time stripping out of his clothes until he was in his underwear and walking towards a mirror hanging on the wall of the living room. On the journey across the room, Lucas rolled his eyes as he had to navigate around his older brother’s strewn about clothes and textbooks. The man was quite the slob, choosing to spend most of his time devoted to the gym rather than at home. Then, when he was at home, he was often refusing to clean up after himself or taunting his younger brother for his feeble attempts at being as buff as him.
But as he finally reached the mirror and looked up to stare at his reflection, Lucas frowned as he realized the awful fact that his brother was right. While he had made his best attempts at adopting a consistent gym routine and had done a good job of completing the required four workouts a week, there seemed to be no way for him to get rid of the spare tire wrapped around his stomach. With this nuisance along with his inability to gain any real muscle mass, Lucas was rightfully upset with the disconnect between his mind and body. Even though his mind wanted nothing more than to be a buff blonde Viking-like man, his body was dead set on keeping him as a more average-looking nerd that had clearly been unable to get rid of the Freshman 15 in college.
Before this sadness turned into full-blown anger and rage, Lucas turned away from the mirror as he began to prepare the costume for being worn. After tossing the plastic replica prop of Thor’s hammer Mjölnir to the side along with a fairly processed cheap-looking blond wig, Lucas grabbed onto the costume and began to inspect it. It was an incredible surprise to feel not only the insane heft of the costume, but also the sensation of cold metal on his hands and the silky smooth red cape hanging from the back of the costume. While they had clearly skimmed production costs for the hammer and wig, Lucas couldn’t be too upset about it given just how realistic the costume looked and felt.
After curiously exploring the costume, Lucas soon found a zipper hidden underneath the billowing red cape and began to pull it down to open up the costume. With his body shivering in intense anticipation about slipping into the costume, the man wasted no time slipping his two legs completely into the costume until they were completely snug (or as snug as they could be). The costume was listed as a one size fits all type of costume, but even from just his legs, Lucas could tell that the costume had extra space meant for beefy thick thighs rather than his average weak legs. This sense of looseness continued as Lucas moved forward with pulling the costume further up his body. The torso of the costume had even more room included to allow for a more muscular frame to seamlessly fit into it. As a result, the man’s slight gut was concealed by the loose fabric and his chest appeared to be rather malnourished due to how the metal front torso was sagging and drooping due to no muscle to keep it in place. Along with this, the sleeves of the costume were constantly sliding up his arms due to the fact that his forearms were not wide enough to keep the fabric in place. But despite all of the clear signs that the costume was just not meant for Lucas to wear, he remained incredibly hopeful that having the costume fully zipped up would help remedy some of the looseness. So, after a brief struggle of reaching behind his back for the zipper, Lucas was finally able to tug it upwards and seal himself into the costume.
Heading into the floor-length mirror in his living room, Lucas couldn’t help but feel ridiculous by just how poorly the outfit looked on him. While the material itself was fine and it was clearly a details-accurate costume, it looked incredibly awkward and ill-fitting on his thicker body. Given that the suit was clearly meant for men with an average to buff physique, there was a real disconnect with how the suit wanted Lucas to feel and how he actually felt while looking back at himself in the mirror. As a result, the man’s hope was quickly fading away that he could ever achieve his dream of looking like a hunky Viking.
After grabbing the plastic bag and pulling the synthetic blond wig out of its packaging, the man’s few remaining shreds of optimism were hopeful that putting on the wig could maybe help him feel better about his costume as Thor. But as he threw it on over his shorter hairstyle, he immediately knew that he would look ridiculous in it. After he moved back into the mirror to stare at himself, his assumptions were proven to be true based on just how ill-fitting it was on his head. The hair lacked much volume, so the extremely shiny processed hair looked incredibly depressed as it cascaded down his head with no real definition. Seeing himself in the suit and the blond wig was a real depressing sight for Lucas as it only confirmed what his body and friends had told him all along: he wasn’t a good candidate to be a Viking!
Incredibly upset and desperate to just put aside this fantasy for his own mental well-being, Lucas headed back over to the empty box and searched for a return label. Upon finding one, his scattered mind began to locate all of the remaining pieces of the costume. With the wig still on his head and the costume barely staying onto his slightly flabby body, the man had little to search for besides trying to find where he put the hammer. After finally locating it on the couch nearby, the man approached it and began to lean down to grab it to put it back in the box. But as Lucas latched onto the hammer and lifted it off the couch, a large static shock rocked through his entire arm. Due to the shock of the electrical charge, Lucas immediately dropped the hammer and gasped as the hammer crashed onto the floor with a heavy thud. Unsure of why it would make such a noise, he leaned down to grab it and gasped as it suddenly had an insane heft to it. This was certainly no plastic hammer anymore!
“What the hell?” Lucas said, a look of absolute confusion manifesting onto his face as he tried to figure out how a plastic hammer suddenly seemed like it weighed at least a ton. Leaning down once again, the man attempted to pull the hammer up off of the ground. But just as Lucas’ fingers grazed the handle, the man’s body was suddenly overcome by a series of electrical jolts.
Yelping in pain, Lucas was absolutely stunned at just how painful the shock was. Gritting his teeth was the only option he could do as he groaned due to the intense electrical volts rattling every inch of his body until it became too much to handle. It was unlike any sort of pain he had ever experienced in his life, but just as it was reaching a level where he could pass out from the pain, the shocks suddenly stopped. But as the man looked down to try and figure out what was going on with his body and that freaky hammer, Lucas could only watch in disbelief as something absolutely miraculous occurred.
To Lucas’ absolute disbelief, his arms were strangely pulsating and tensing up on their own accord from beneath the fabric. Not only that, but as he continued to look down and observe his arms, he immediately began to notice that muscle was somehow appearing onto his arms and causing the fabric to grow more taut over his limbs. With biceps that were already at the size of softballs, Lucas was quite understandably shocked. “What the actual fuck is happening to me?” he cried out, his light and somewhat nasally tone growing even higher due to his shock.
Flipping his arms so they were palm-side up, Lucas moved one hand towards the other and began to feel the growth spreading through the limbs. His thin forearms were widening out and stretching against the fabric of the suit, but despite feeling like the fabric would surely be close to ripping, it gave no indication whatsoever of it happening. By the time Lucas was able to calm down and verify the integrity and strength of the costume, his biceps were now comparable to the size of the 35 lbs kettlebells he once used during his pitiful attempts at getting the buff physique that was magically appearing on his body.
But as he continued to twist his head and understand the changes that were progressing on his body, he soon began to grow annoyed by the blond locks that were constantly falling into his face and covering up the continued growth that was beginning to occur on his shoulders and chest. So, in his attempt to try and get a better view of the muscle growth, Lucas decided the best course of action would be to just remove the wig entirely. After grasping onto a clump of hair near the top of his scalp, Lucas gave it a solid tug - and ended up screaming out in pain!
“Holy fuck”, Lucas cried out, unsure of what was going on. Even though it was a fake wig that wasn’t even pinned down to his head, there was intense pain that made it feel as if the hair was really a part of him. Was the inner wig cap coated in some sort of adhesive to keep it stuck to my head, Lucas thought to himself as he tried to do some lighter tugs across his head. While he was attempting to still get the shitty wig off of his head, Lucas was completely oblivious of the fact that his voice was growing deeper and gaining and gaining a weird accent that wasn’t quite identifiable.
However, after trying and failing to take it off after a solid 6 attempts, Lucas stopped due to his inability to handle any further pain on his head. Not wanting to risk hurting his head, the man quickly moved away from the living room and made his way to the full-length mirror that was hanging in the front entryway of his residence. Throughout the short few steps to the mirror, Lucas could immediately tell that the costume was fitting differently on his body. While his arms were clearly perfectly fitting into the sleeves of the costume now, it seemed as though more changes were occurring to his body to help make the costume not so ill-fitting. For example, Lucas could feel that his chest was heftier and even slightly bouncing with each footfall that he took.
So, by the time Lucas had finally reached the mirror and looked into his reflection, he was not surprised to see how the changes were progressing. Lifting up his arms to observe the changes that had occurred, it was clear that he was gaining a physique worthy of the best bodybuilders in the world. The fabric was skin-tight against his thick forearms and near the point of straining when Lucas tried his best to flex those solid new biceps his body had sprouted.
Leaning into the mirror to get a better look though, Lucas’ face began to drop slightly as he watched something strange occurring to his face. With each passing second, his features were clearly shifting and evolving into something more fitting of a hulking masculine stud. His jawline was becoming more pronounced, even when watching intense stubble press out against his face to create a rugged-like appearance. While he was certainly excited about the muscle growth occurring to himself, the concept of watching his face completely change into someone else wasn’t too appealing to the man. Even though he was fairly unhappy with how he looked, there was an intense fear of losing a sense of identity that Lucas wasn’t willing to undergo. As a result, the man knew he had to stop the changes from going further.
“Fuck this and fuck this costume!” Lucas angrily stated, which had finally caused the man to grow aware of the new deep and slightly accented voice coming out of his mouth. It was clearly the voice befitting of the new identity he was gaining, but he felt incredibly awkward having it come out of his mouth (even if it was making his cock rock hard). Trying his best, Lucas tried to reach around and pull down the zipper so he could get the costume off and hopefully stop the changes from continuing. But as he continued to flail his arms around and try to tug on the zipper dangling right below his neck, he soon found himself having a bit of a struggle. Those intense and bulky biceps he had been so enamored by were now betraying him, as the width of the muscles interfered with his range of motion to the point where he could only feel the zipper for a few seconds before having to move his arms to avoid any pain. To add to this pain, the man also found himself constantly getting static shocks to his fingers every time the digits even grazed the cold metal zipper.
Grunting and groaning still, the man was relentless in his mission for a few more minutes while only being able to get the zipper down a few inches before giving up. But while he was too busy fiddling with that zipper, he was completely unaware of the changes continuing down his body. With his chest now sporting a pectoral shelf that naturally indicated a sense of pride, his soft gut had little reason to stick around for much longer. In an instant, the flab quickly melted away from his frame as prominent abdominal muscles popped into place with each twist Lucas made while trying to grab the zipper.
After trying for several more minutes, Lucas found himself eventually tuckering himself out and giving up on his quest to remove the costume. With the changes seemingly progressing down his body, he just hoped that he would be able to take the costume off and watch the changes regress to where he went back to his old appearance. Now focused on just riding the changes out, Lucas went back towards looking in the mirror to see how he looked now.
While his upper body had clearly changed to give him a wider and buffer physique, the biggest issue he still had was looking at his face. By this point, his face had completely changed to become the embodiment of the hunkiest Viking that Lucas had ever seen. Although he certainly didn’t mind the more angular features and the perfect facial hair, the alteration of his nose shape and eye color (which was now one blue eye and one brown eye) was still off-putting for Lucas to observe. Putting his attention back on the blond wig he had put on, the man soon found himself shocked to see that the hair now looked incredibly natural to the point where any outside observer would obviously think that the luscious mane of hair was something he grew himself. In amazement, he ran his wider and callused hands through the hair, noting just how thicker and more healthy it looked now.
After being impressed by such a realistic change to his hair, Lucas’ desire to look like a Viking had caused him to temporarily put aside his issues with the face change and temporarily embrace the new body he was being given. “My, what a hunk you are,” he said into the mirror, smirking as the hunky reflection mimicked the same behavior. It was strange to hear the altered voice in both accent and tone, but the voice that now represented regality and dominance was an absolute turn-on for the man.
With a few attempts of trying out his new voice under his belt, Lucas’ attention soon shifted towards his lower torso as the tightening of fabric against his growing body caused him to immediately check up on himself. Chuckling to himself as he ran his hands along his thighs, he was impressed to see just how big they had grown while he wasn’t looking. His quads were incredibly thick and meaty, growing to the point where they were in the same boat as his arms in terms of just barely being able to remain contained in the costume. This factor was incredibly shocking to Lucas, especially as he remembered just how loose and pathetic his legs used to look before the changes started.
Turning his legs to the side, the man could clearly see the impressive calves he now possessed that would easily help him complete a marathon if he ever decided to run one. While there wasn’t much he could say about those muscles, the sudden cramping and cracking of his feet were indications to the man that the final changes were occurring. Given the fact that his shoe size was on the smaller side, it had once been a struggle to walk around in the boots of the costume clearly meant for wider and longer feet. But as he continued to move his toes and feel his way around in the boot, it soon became clear that his feet had undergone some changes as well to make his feet a perfect fit for the boots.
Now that his feet had changed and the transformation was clearly completed, Lucas immediately jumped back into getting the costume off of his body. With the changes now finished, Lucas’ franticness and anxiety had tapered off so he was able to better navigate his bulky arms to get the zipper down. Even though the static shocks continued with each tug of the zipper, Lucas remained headstrong to the point where he was finally able to pull it completely down and pull his arms out of the costume.
As the costume slumped and hung from his waist, Lucas finally got the see his shirtless body and see how his physique looked now. Understandably, as he looked down at his body, Lucas’ sculpted face widened as his jaw dropped. Everything about him now was absolutely gorgeous! With impressive veiny biceps that were intimidating even when not in a flex position, he felt so confident to the point where he wanted to get to a gym as soon as possible to test out his new physique. His pectorals were just as jaw-dropping as he inspected, especially as he was able to tense up the muscle and cause them to pop up and down, which elicited a chuckle from the man. Running his hands along his lower stomach, it was incredible for Lucas to see his gut completely gone and replaced with something that indicated such core strength and power.
With intense eagerness, Lucas was understandably giddy as he continued to pull the costume down below his waist until it slumped onto the floor. As he pulled his feet out of the costume and now found himself nearly naked, Lucas no longer felt ashamed of his body. No, instead of shame, he felt incredibly hunky and irresistible in a way he had never felt before. Sure, his legs were incredibly powerful, but all of the man’s attention immediately shifted to the shredded up underwear he was wearing. Looking down at the sight, it was obviously clear that the changes had affected every inch of his body.
With a coy expression on his face as he looked into the mirror, Lucas pulled down the remaining piece of fabric on his body and watched as a thicker and longer cock flopped into view. Oh yeah, I’m going to be absolutely irresistible to any man or woman, Lucas thought to himself as he chuckled to himself and grasped onto the thick tube of meat hanging between his legs. This chuckling continued for Lucas as he giddy began to think about fucking some horny bottom with his new appendage. While he clearly knew that the sound of his dick slapping against a bubble butt wasn’t what they meant by “God of Thunder”, he couldn’t deny that he was desperate to give the nickname for one of his longest childhood crushes a brand new meaning…
But even though the intense masculine hormones flooding his mind had made him desperate to jerk himself off, a quick look at the clock told Lucas that his friend was coming over to visit him in 15 minutes! So, Lucas quickly headed off to his muscular older brother’s bedroom to try and find some clothes that would fit better on his new frame than the smaller nerdy shirts Lucas had in his closet.
After rummaging around for a few minutes, Lucas was finally able to find a tank top and a pair of jeans that would clearly cover up his buff new body for the time being. He certainly had no idea how he was going to explain his brand new appearance to his friend, he figured that having some clothes on would hopefully help it go smoother. Due to this, he was both nervous and confused as to why the changes weren’t reverting now that he removed the costume from his body. How would he explain his new appearance and most importantly, who would believe him? It wasn’t like the concept of costumes turning people into ideal versions of said characters was a common occurrence!
With some spare time though before needing to worry about the arrival of his friend, Lucas turned back towards the mirror and began to observe himself once more. To his surprise, the clothing that clung to every inch of his muscular new frame had actually made him look bigger. His pecs were really sitting on his chest and jutting out to make their presence known against the already-tight tank top, which had Lucas feeling quite turned on. Hell, this experience was so erotic for the man that he was even beginning to come around to the new visage he had. This was especially obvious as he began to look into the mirror and give smoldering glares and heroic expressions.
Wanting to fully complete the visual of looking like Thor though, Lucas quickly turned away from the mirror as he went off to search for Mjölnir. I mean, who was Thor without his mighty hammer, Lucas thought to himself as he made his way towards the hammer that was sitting straight up on the living room floor. Eager to show off his strength to himself, the man rubbed his hands together before leaning down and grasping the hammer in his right hand.
While he could clearly feel the heft of the hammer, the strength he now possessed gave him the ability to at least lift the hammer off the ground by a few inches. However, before he could pull it further up, Lucas suddenly gasped in shock as an electric charge manifested again, but this time with the thick, hefty hammer rather than a simple costume zipper. Due to the increased metal, the shock was now incredibly excruciating for the man to endure. Before he could even attempt to let go of the hammer, his eyes rolled back into his head as his bulky body collapsed onto the ground and he grew unconscious. Now slumped all over the floor, the power of the costume was now able to go into full effect as Lucas’ mind was rewritten to better equip the man to handle the identity he had purchased…
Groaning, the gorgeous and beefy man finally began to come to as he stretched out his limbs. As his eyelids parted and he began to look around, the man began to grow confused and question everything. Running through his mind were three main questions: where was he, what was he doing there, and most importantly, who was he?
While grunting and pulling himself up to his feet, the man finally began to answer one of these questions aloud. “What kind of question is that? I am Thor, Son of Odin, God of Thunder and one of the Avengers!” he said, smiling as he spoke upon hearing his dry voice quickly gaining its power and natural tone back. Even though he knew that answer, he wasn’t entirely too sure about the answers for the other two questions. Last he remembered, he was traveling with the Guardians of the Galaxy to explore space and find a new home for his fellow Asgardians. But now, he was clearly in some kitschy Earth home that made him grimace as he took in all of the décor. Even the rust bucket of a ship he had once been on was more inviting than this drab home!
As a result, the superhero found himself desperate to get out of there and return to his new home in space (at least until the Avengers contacted him for another mission). Grasping onto his hammer, Thor quickly began to make his way out of his house and towards the front yard while scolding himself for letting himself get lost yet again. He thought that being an eternal god of infinite galaxies would have allowed him to have a good sense of direction, but clearly he was quite mistaken!
But as soon as he made his way out of the house, he soon found himself bombarded with fans who were desperate to get a photo with him or get his autograph. After doing a few of these, the man stated that the universe needed saving and that he needed to leave immediately. Given Earth’s most recent issue with Thanos, the humans wasted no time parting the crowd to allow the superhero to head off to save them from what they assumed to be imminent danger.
With haste, Thor began to spin Mjölnir countless times while building up enough momentum to slingshot him into space. After enough time, the man smiled as the hammer propelled him through the air and through the stratosphere. As he floated through space towards the last place he remembered the Guardians to be, he couldn’t help but think back to some of the humans he had encountered. While there were certainly a varied amount of costumes, he couldn’t help but notice the few individuals that were dressed up to look like him. Chuckling to himself as he continued to glide through space, he couldn’t deny that he found their attempts quite admirable. Unfortunately for them though, there could only be one Thor and that position was already filled! It was a lot of responsibility to save the universe from constant doom, but it was something he found great pride in doing. Every single injury he received was worth it to help keep the galaxy (and his on-and-off-again girlfriend Jane Foster) safe. It was all in a day’s work for the most powerful Avenger!
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