Mistaken Assumption

Mistaken Assumption

Holy FUCK! It actually worked! Yes!

Oh my God, this is fantastic, look at my lean hairless young body. And wow, I look cute as fuck in these undies too, hmm, I’m gonna be one hell of a submissive twink - Finally!

Wait, what’s he got above his computer there… Pictures of women? And.. why are they turning me on? Fuck! His cock, well shit, it’s definitely bigger than mine was, longer at least, but maybe not as thick. Oh shit, why am I stroking it looking at these girls on the wall? No… No fucking way! This kid was straight? 

No, can’t be, let me see what’s on his computer. Whoa, holy fuck - Those are some big fucking tits… and hmm, I’d love to just bury my face in that pussy and… WHAT! No… stop. Goddammit, why am I still jacking this kid’s cock, why the fuck can’t I stop? 

Oh man… Oh fuck… FUCK! 

Damn, that felt good; blew a huge fucking load, fuck what a mess. Oh well. 

Now, what was I thinking about? Oh yeah, I was thinking about how much I’d love to eat Jenna William’s pussy and bone her with my big teen fuck stick. Well, got nothing better to do on a Saturday morning, may was well run one of her porn clips and jerk off again. 

Man, being a horny teen is so fucking amazing; I’m gonna pull so much pussy at Tony’s party tonight!

===== MEANWHILE =====

Whoa, what the hell? Is that… me? Who is this dude? No way I’ve ever been this big or this jacked. Damn, so much muscle, this is totally crazy dude!

And, fuck, am I getting turned on looking at myself in the mirror now? I mean, yeah, I look damned good like this, but… No, wait, it’s not me… It’s that other dude over in the corner - Shit, he looks older than me, well the me I was before - maybe the same age as this dude, fuck if I know. 

Hmm, but the way those shorts are hugging his ass as he’s doing those squats, fuck man, I just want to bury my face in his ass and tongue fuck him all night long!

WHAT?! No, what the fuck? Why the hell am I thinking gay shit like that? I like pussy dammit, like that tight looking hottie over in the corner stretching in her yoga pants. 

What the fuck… normally I’d be sprung in no time looking at a fine piece like her… There’s that guy again, fuck he’s so fucking hot, I want him to hold me down, rub his pits in my face, and make me lick his body from head to toe, I want him to use me like the bitch I am… and… 

Oh fuck, I think I’m gonna… 

OH SHIT… I just blew a load in my pants. Wow, that was intense! Good thing these pants are thick, I hope no one saw me orgasm, that’d be embarrassing!

Shit, if only I wasn’t so shy about going up to other guys… I’d go right up to that dude and beg him to use me like a dirty cum slut. But I have an image to uphold, gotta be all badass and pretend I’m straight all the time… I hate it.

All I want is for some sexy man like that to make me submit to him and make me his bitch - man, my life would be so perfect then if I could be more openly gay…

Transformation Porn.

A collection of gay porn with TF themes that I’ve come across and managed to find this week, I might gif up the TF parts of them, it is porn so the TF bits aren’t really the main focus. Technical Ecstasy- A man signs up for a Virtual reality program to experience being different people. VGL Hung- A man signs up to an online dating website and is transformed into men that he describes in an attempt to find true love. (This is one of my faves) Devil is a Bottom- A group of men summon the devil and wish for various things, a guy to love, lots of money and a big dick. Dr Jerkoff and Mr Hard- A Jekyll and Hyde parody where a nerdy professor gets a special potion from a gypsy to turn him into the sexual porn star within. Hard Bargains- An older man obsessed with watching porn wishes he could be a porn star, a magical genie within his television makes it happen and he is turned into a young porn star. Invaders from Uranus- An alien from uranus is trying to hunt down an alien who escaped to earth, using shapeshifting powers he has sex with various men in an attempt to find his target. The dialogue in this is hillarious and no matter what body the alien is in he speaks and move robotically and awkwardly. Earth Guys are Easy- Felt like a cheaper version of Invaders, an alien steals human bodies after having sex with them via holding there hand.

Gym Crush

This is my gym crush:

He's quite obviously straight so there's no hope for me but I still enjoy watching him and fantasizing. I mean, I'd pretty sure no gay guy who cared that much about his appearance would wear those shoes, right?

For several months during my gym visits we'd see each other, though I'm not sure if he even knew that I existed. We had our routines and I'd miss him on the days when he didn't come at 'our' usual time. Then I spotted something on Grindr. It was just a headless torso but I knew it was him! My heart fluttered. Could this be true? Was it just a catfish? I clicked into his profile and then my heart sank once again as I read his profile and realized I stood no chance with him: "FTM only".

A few days later though, I was in the gym doing my usual thing and I saw him coming in my direction. I pretended not to see him but then he came right up to the machine I was using. Inside, I panicked. Was I doing something wrong? Did I have something on my face? All these questions ran through my head.

"How many sets do you have left?" he asked in his deep, smooth voice.

In a slight panic, I quickly replied "Just finished!" and started to get up and grab my towel. Then he laid one of his meaty hands on my shoulder and pushed me back into the seat.

"No rush." He looked at me and a wry smile appeared. Silence reigned for a few seconds before he sparked up a conversation. "I've seen you watching me, you know. You're not as subtle as you think." I must have gone bright red at this point. "And I've seen you keep looking at my Grindr profile." So it was him! He left the silence a little longer. "You're not my type, but if you could be, would you?"

Seeing him up close next to me, his veins bulging all over his shoulders, his tshirt sticking to his skin, a heady mix of deoderant and musk wafting in my direction - I must have lost my mind. I nodded gently. "Great, let's get out of here."

Long story short: His regular long-term guy at the time had some commitment issues and was not putting out, but he was still totally fixated on him and wanted more. And when he wanted something, he got it. And so, I could be with him if I swapped bodies with this other dude and that dude could be a cis-male and get a dick like he'd always wanted. Seemed like a win-win! So...yeah, this is me now:

My original body was pretty average previously but that was not an issue for the other guy apparently because he was ecstatic just to have a cock. I, on the other hand, didn't anymore and boy that wasn't the only shock. I was probably about 15cm shorter now that I was before. Which means Edgar (as he's called) now towers over me and I'm barely at nipple height next to him.

It's so weird not having a dick. Like, even when I'm fully dressed I feel naked somehow. Not sure how to describe it. Clothes definitely fit differently now too, but now I'm with Edgar, it's the least of my worries.

If anything, Edgar is even hotter now than before. From my new shorter perspective, he's even bigger which drives my wild. I love getting to touch his body and he loves me doing it. And his dick... wow. Part of me is jealous of his dick now that I don't have one but that makes me want it all the more. I'm obsessed with it and I think he knows it. He loves taunting me for having a pussy and likes to remind me at every opportunity. I love seeing the playful side of him and being the focus of his attention for once! He knows exactly what to do with his hands and dick to make this body go wild. He's a real pro to be honest. And the best part? I get to wake up to this hunk every morning!

JOCK MATTHEW

JOCK Matthew hmmmmm

He was arrogant, a bully, all the ladies wanted him. Always picking on me during the terms and used me as his secret fuck toy. Forces me to do all his homework in return for me to be at his cock giving him a BJ.

You know I was consuming his DNA on purpose as one day I managed to activate a spell that allowed me to change realities. That day was now!

Now I'm on the bed naked in Matthew's body, his mind filled up with sex last, gym, and sports knowledge and now all my smarts. I'm finally tye arrogant jock, I got his personality taking over. I'm a smart jock now, and I do whatever I want. Instead of girls, I want guys now.

Was it worth it? Totally! The cunt twerp now can give me a BJ if he wants his body back which will never! MMMMMM his mouth on my cock is amazing!!!!

The bass thumped through the walls, rattling my windows and vibrating through my thin mattress. I sighed, rubbing my temples as I glanced at the clock glowing 12:34 AM. Marco had been at it for hours, his party spilling out from his backyard into the street, laughter and loud music blending into an obnoxious cacophony. I threw on a t-shirt and padded barefoot to the door, my frustration boiling over.

"Hey, Marco!" I shouted over the fence, catching sight of him with his arm draped around some girl, his golden tan glistening under the dim porch light. His dark brown locks fell perfectly over his forehead, his thin chain catching the light as it rested on his muscular chest. He turned, a smirk playing on his lips.

"What do you want, man?" His voice was smooth, dripping with arrogance.

"Can you keep it down? Some of us are trying to sleep," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

He laughed, loud and dismissive, turning back to his friends. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," he muttered, pulling the girl closer and resuming his conversation. The frustration bubbled into anger. If I couldn’t sleep, I might as well join the party in a different way.

I turned on my heel and walked back to my apartment, slamming the door behind me. I lay down on my bed, closing my eyes, focusing on the rhythmic thudding of the music. Slowly, I felt myself detach from my body, floating upward, becoming an unseen ghost.

Floating unseen, I drifted through the wall, across the street, and into Marco’s yard. The sounds grew louder, more defined, as I zeroed in on him. His voice, deep and commanding, filled my ears.

“And then I told him, ‘You better watch your back, man, or you’ll end up with more than just a black eye,’” Marco boasted, his arm still around the girl. I hovered closer, until I was directly behind him. I could smell the sweat and alcohol emanating from him. With a surge of determination, I slowly entered through his exposed back, seeping into his skin and blood, filling his muscles.

Marco’s body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed as I settled into him. The sensation was intoxicating. His muscles flexed under my control, his heartbeat strong and steady. I felt the warmth of the night air on his golden skin, the slight tickle of hair on his pecs. I turned to the girl, flashing a confident smile.

“Let me get us a drink,” I said, my voice deep and smooth, just like Marco’s. I grabbed his phone from the table, subtly snapping a selfie as I headed inside. The smirk on his face in the photo was pure satisfaction. I took another, this time flashing a toothy grin. Damn, it's so hot pretending to be him.

Once inside, I had not intention of getting the actual drinks. I made my way to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I stared at the reflection in the mirror, Marco’s dark eyes staring back.

"Hey man, sorry for all the noise, I'm just a loud guy," I said, imitating his voice perfectly "but glad you could come by and join the party. Make yourself at home" I smirked as I made a welcome gesture with open arms to the mirror.

"Don't mind if I do" I made him laugh. This was going to be so much fun.

I began to explore his body, my hands sliding over his muscular chest, feeling the hard pecs beneath my fingers. “Mmm, this feels amazing,” I grasped his pecs, squeezing them over and over. I grasped his pecs, squeezing them over and over. They were so firm, yet so soft as well.

"Ungghhh, fuckkkkkkk, this feels so good," I made him moan loudly, his voice echoing in the small bathroom. I played with his nipples, pinching and rubbing, sending jolts of pleasure through his body.

My hands roamed lower, and I couldn't resist any longer. I unbuckled his pants and started to stroke his leaking tool, moaning loudly. "Fuck yeahhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkk" his groans becoming increasingly louder.

"Sorry man, I can't help be-being so fucking lo-loud" I made him moan, feeling the heat build throughout his body. "Can't help being such a loud bi-bitch" I kept going edging him on, the pleasure mounting.

"FUUUCKKK I'M CUMMMING" I shouted in his voice, until I finally exploded, a guttural cry escaping his lips.

I stood there, panting, looking at the mess I had made. Marco's chest was slick with juices, his hands and beard sticky. I brought a finger to his lips, tasting myself. "Mmmm, delicious, thank you Marco" I whispered, grinning at his sloppy reflection.

...

Marco blinked, finding himself standing over the sink in the bathroom. He looked around, confusion etched on his face as he took in the mess and at his reflection: his chest and hands covered in juices, some in his beard, and his pants around his ankles. His dick hung limp, dripping.

"What the fuck," he said, shaking his head tasting the stickiness in his mouth. What the fuck happened?