Number 10?

Number 10?

10. Willing or unwilling TF subject?

Unwilling—though ”unwitting” would be a more appropriate word to describe my subjects.

I love an element of surprise to a transformation, watching in shock and awe as your body is transformed before your very eyes.

You never signed up for this… but once you feel that muscle solidify, once you feel that power surge through your veins, you’ll wonder why you were ever anything but willing to accept this new body, this new life.

That’s the miracle of transformation; you never know when you’re going to change—or who you’ll become. But I can guarantee you’re gonna love it… eventually.

Can you show us more of your roided muscle gut? Show off how much stronger your abs have gotten while your entire torso grows. Show us what it looks like when you suck in and push out.

I’m so curious how your body works with a gut that’s been so transformed like yours.

Not much of a muscle gut yet, but here is some flexed/relaxed/etc comparison when I am very stuffed.

Woke up feeling horny

Tim’s Fun Day at the Gym

FULL DISCLOSURE: AI GENERATED STORY. I MAY HAVE GIVEN THE PROMPTS/PLOT FOR THE FLOW OF THE STORY BUT THE AI DID THE REST.

As the demon took over Tim’s body, he felt himself up and reveled in the sensation of being in a hot, muscular body. He flexed Tim’s biceps and admired himself in the mirror. “Fuck, mate, you’re one sexy bloke,” the demon said in Tim’s deep Australian accent. He couldn’t resist the urge to touch himself, to explore every inch of his new body. His hand wandered down to his crotch, feeling himself up through his gym shorts. “Shit, this is better than I could have imagined,” the demon said, still speaking in Tim’s voice. “I never knew what it was like to have a big, throbbing cock like this. It’s fucking incredible.”

The demon closed his eyes and began to stroke himself, enjoying the sensation of his hand on his cock. He let out a low moan as his erection grew harder and more pronounced. “Ah, that’s it, mate,” the demon said, lost in the pleasure of his own touch. “You’re such a fucking stud now. Look at those abs, those pecs, those bulging biceps. You’re a fucking god, mate.” He kept stroking himself faster and faster, his breathing becoming more ragged as he neared the edge. Suddenly, he let out a loud moan and came hard, shooting his hot load all over the gym floor. The demon collapsed against the wall, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He was covered in sweat and cum, but he felt more alive than he ever had before. “Fuck, that was amazing,” the demon said, still gasping for breath. “I could get used to this, mate. Being a hot, sexy stud with a massive cock. Who knows what kind of fun we could have?” The demon grinned to himself, already thinking about what kind of mischief he could get up to in his new body. He was going to enjoy every moment of this possession, and he couldn’t wait to see what else he was capable of.

“Ooooh, mate! Look at these guns!” He flexed his biceps and made a kissing noise at his reflection in the mirror. “I’m a fucking Adonis now!” He took a deep breath, inhaling Tim’s familiar scent mixed with the musky odor of the locker room. The demon smirked to himself, feeling even more aroused knowing that this friendly DILF persona was just a facade, and no one knew he was just a meatsuit for a depraved demon. Feeling particularly mischievous, the demon opened Tim’s locker and grabbed a can of deodorant. He popped off the cap and placed the can in his ass, wiggling it until it was nestled comfortably inside.

The sensation was incredible, and the demon couldn’t help but let out a deep moan. He quickly composed himself, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention. “G'day, mate!” he greeted a fellow gym-goer with Tim’s signature Australian accent. As the demon worked out, the can of deodorant rubbed against his prostate, causing him to leak pre-cum and become increasingly aroused. He struck up conversations with other gym members, pretending to be Tim while secretly enjoying the attention on his bulge. But it wasn’t enough. The pleasure was too intense. 

The demon needed release, and he needed it now. He excused himself to the bathroom cubicle and locked the door behind him. As he leaned against the wall, he reached down and rubbed his hard cock through his shorts. The deodorant can was still nestled snugly in his ass, adding an extra layer of pleasure. He tried to stifle his moans as he worked himself up, not wanting anyone to hear him. 

“Fuck, this feels so good,” he groaned to himself. “I’m such a dirty boy, aren’t I?” With one hand on his cock and the other on his chest, the demon rode the can deeper and deeper, panting with pleasure. He was getting close, so close, and he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” he cried out, his voice muffled by the cubicle walls. He pumped his cock faster and faster, feeling his balls tighten with the impending orgasm. Finally, with a loud moan, he erupted all over the bathroom floor. He panted heavily, feeling the aftershocks of pleasure rippling through his body. But the demon wasn’t done yet. He scooped up his own cum with his fingers and licked them clean, savoring the taste. “Mmm, Tim, you dirty boy,” he chuckled to himself. “I can’t wait to see what else we can get up to.”

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