I Wanna Go To Thailand With My Buds, Any Other Chance For Us To Get A Slightly Cheaper Ticket? And Maybe

I wanna go to Thailand with my buds, any other chance for us to get a slightly cheaper ticket? And maybe a place to stay? We're fine as long as it's still affordable

I just saw that we have a discount for groups of three, as long as you are fine with sharing one room. If that is no problem for you, sir, and judging your posture it isn’t at all, I will do the booking right away. 

Some days later you climb out of the plane, your neck stiff from being cramped between your two best friends, the two of them horsing around the whole flight, and damn it was a long one. Adding to the stiffness of your neck comes an overwhelming feeling of tiredness and exhaustion, making you hope to get to your accommodation and get a good night of sleep soon.

As you and your friends, that don’t seem to be tired at all, walk through the center of town, looking for your hotel, you look into the shops at the sides of the streets. One catches your attention. You think, you have seen before, maybe at the travel agency. “Come on guys, let’s grab a drink before headin’ over to our room.”, you try to encourage  your friends. 

As you walk into the bar, the owner greets you glowingly: “Congratulations, gentlemen, you are our 10000th customers. Everything’s free tonight and you are gifted these traditional ornaments.” Still smiling brightly he hands over the golden jewelry. You can tell form looking at your buddies that they feel just like you. Surprised and happy at the gift you received , tired from the flight and strangely compelled to try the ornaments on. 

Simultaneously you enter the bathroom, each of you taking a different stall. At first you get undressed completely, just like the feeling is telling you. As you look down your naked body, you can’t help but feel bad. Sure your body isn’t bad, the regular sessions at the gym and cycling had done your body good, but you can’t help but feel inadequate, like you are supposed to be more. Just then you hear the whisper of the golden strings. “Bind us to your arms.” You do as you are told and tie the crown like ornaments around your upper arms. 

Expecting to see a change you look to your sides. But no changes there, just the meaty bowling balls of muscle you’ve had since high school. Maybe the golden collar would change something. The heavy piece of jewelry really had an air of magic around it. you put it around your neck and let it rest on your chest. Excitedly you look down, maybe something would have changed. But to your disappointment you are greeted by the familiar sight of your muscular heaving pecs, blocking your view further down. 

You look into the mirror (Had it been there before?) , hoping to maybe see something else changed, but nothing. Just a set of rockhard abdominals, leading down to an amazingly narrow waste, completing the perfect V, you owned. You pull up the pair of golden shorts, that had been lieing on the ground and pull them up to your tiny waist. By now you have given up on seeing changes and you are right. A look in the confirmed your thoughts. Below the impressive abs was just the same sequoia like equally impressive legs, that had always been there.

After tieing your middle length blonde dyed hair up to a bun, you exit the stall, just at the same time as your buddies. “Feeling any different?”, you ask them, while cupping your impressive cock bulge. They shake their heads, also gving their generous dicks a grab. “Anyway, we should go back to work.”, your one buddy says and leaves the bathroom.

You join him and go back to your job. Standing before the shop, you flex your impressive muscles and shout “Happy Hour from 5 to 8. Give Chun’ Cocktail Parlor a visit win an evening with us. We will do everything with.” You stress the word ‘everything’ especially, not even noticing you speak fluent Thai. 

Chronivac - Phone Service

Ryan cleared his throat and opened the app. The strange program had appeared a few days before on his phone and promised a world altering experience. And “Chronivac - Phone Services” took that pretty literally. Ryan had tried out the new calling app and it didn’t miss out on it’s promise. Just after he got it, he had called his brother Sean at college and when he replied to the “Can we talk later? I’m busy.” with a joking “Jacking your insatiable monster off, right?” something happened. When his brother came home this weekend he had a really obscenely large bulge in his pants, clearly bigger than Ryan remembered. But everyone acted like it was normal especially Sean. That’s when a thought came to Ryan’s mind. Maybe i was because of the app.

He searched for the number of his best friend. Drew and Ryan had been together ever since kindergarten. They had done everything together. From playing in each other’s garden to some gay experiments. During one of their experiments Ryan had noticed that he had feelings deeper than friendship for Drew, but his best friend clearly didn’t share them. Soon after Ryan discovered his feelings, Drew had gotten a girlfriend and though she was a really nice girl, Ryan didn’t like her. But with that app, Ryan could fix things.

Finally the call connected. “Hey Ryan, how’s it hanging.” “Just as normal.”, he chuckled and gulped in anticipation. “So are you at the gym again?  Probably, after all you haven’t been much else in the last 5 years, am I right meathead?” Deep within he could feel that the app worked. At the other end of the town, Drew suddenly found himself in a gym, that seemed like a second home to him. He held the phone, that looked ridiculously small in his big calloused hand, at his ear, while the other dinner plate sized mitt caressed his hard eightpack. “Yeah, how did you know. But I guess it is no surprise, I practically live here.”

“The wall length mirrors might be an added benefit. After all you always check yourself out in every reflective surface you come across. But it would be a waste to let that beauty go unnoticed. And that beard is something to fantasize about too.”, Ryan said and bit his lip. Maybe he had overdone it. But Drew just laughed it off. “Yeah, it grows like crazy. I only shaved that morning and I have an insanely dense beard right now. But what’s with all that beauty shit. Are you a faggot or so?”

Ryan took a deep breath. Now or never.  “Of course I am, dummy. We have been together since high school.” Suddenly a though came to Ryan’s mind. The Chronivac made everything true, so did this go for the ‘Dummy’ remark too. “Duh, you’re right, honey, I guess it’s normal to forget stuff if you’re as dumb as me.”, answered Drew, his natural baritone now sounding incredibly dumb. “At least you’re good at other stuff. Like lifting weights and posing.”, Ryan quickly said to at least give his new boyfriend.

Suddenly a clinging sound could be heard from the gym. Drew probably stepped on a dumbbell lieing around. “What happened, honey? Did you trip over your own feet? I guess that can happen with size 23′s. Or are you hot? And that happens even though you don’t normally were a shirt in public, right?”, Ryan commented and immediately Drew’s already stretched to the limit tank top dissolved into thin air, while his shoes grew several sizes to become nearly clown sized.

All of a sudden a guy came up to Drew and talked to him. “Hey dude, you’re awesome. I really admire your dedication. Can you give me some tips?”, he gushed. Drew only grunts a short “Later.” and shows him the phone. This small encounter gives Ryan a wicked idea. “What was that? Are you at a convention?” “A comic convention?”, Drew asks dumbly. A little confused you reply.”No, of course not. A fitness expo.” “Yeah, I still have some work to do. Probably will come home late, small guy.”

The ‘small guy’ remark probably was meant as a joke, but immediately Ryan felt extremely vulnerable. And together with Drew calling him ‘faggot’ earlier, a strong empty feeling spread in his now giant bubble butt. “But I am so horny right now. Come here and give me your Monster dick, stallion.”, he whines, causing a chuckle of his boyfriend. “If you insist, my cute little bottom, I am on my way.”, finished Drew and ended the call.

Back in their new shared flat, Ryan adjusted his new butt plug in preparation of his boyfriend’s monstercock. While he did that he wondered if the ‘Chronivac - Phone Service’ maybe worked both ways.

Hey, do you have any holiday deals on trips to Hollywood? I've always wanted to be able to stroll along the Walk of Fame, see the sights and enjoy myself. Could you make that happen? Thanks in advance!

Our company will gladly send you to Los Angeles. How about a nice package we have here. Our Filmstar Package includes a sightseeing tour, a bodyguard and being driven around the town in a limousine for the real superstar feeling. You are okay with it? Okay, your flight is on Thursday.

The warm sunlight of LA hits your skin and you immediately feel at home here. You had always had the dream of living in the center of arts. You had even tried moving there some years ago, but you just couldn’t find a job. You weren’t handsome or talented enough for the film business and your voice wasn’t good enough to be a singer. 

You leave the LAX and your driver waves a sign at you frantically. “The guy from TF Touristics told me you would come and showed me your picture. You’re Colin Wainwright, aren’t you?” You wanted to correct him, since you had memories of a different name, but then you remember how dumb it would be to correct him, after all your name was Colin Wainwright.

You climb into the back of your luxurious car and take a bottle of champagne out of the mini bar. Your hands are shaky as you open the expensive drink and the payment for your shakiness follows suit. The stuff spills all over your shirt and makes the white textile totally transparent, perfectly showcasing your amazing body. The sleeve busting biceps you call your own, the broad shoulders you have, the thick pecs you worked so hard on building up and not to forget your abs, the body part that drives your fans crazy the most.

Wait, fans? Duh, of course. A world famous actor is supposed to have a lot of fans, right? Especially the girls are all over your body and always nearly orgasm when your shirtless torso is on display in your movies and it is in each and every one of them. Though they are not only all over your body, your almost too handsome face isn’t a turn off either. Your lantern jawline, your thoroughly styled hair, with the black cap draped on top of it. Or your amazingly deep blue eyes, sitting under a pair of thick manly brows and atop a perpetually smiling, totally seducing kissable mouth. And the stubble coating your jawline is a total ladykiller too.

As you admire your reflection in the window you peel off the wet shirt, clinging to your sculpted body and a nice tan and a couple of tattoos are revealed. You slide the dividing glass down and tell your diver, with your trademark baritone: “Could you please drive to my house. The champagne spilled right over me and I don’t want to show up on the Walk of Fame shirtless.”

Several minutes later the car pulls up your house’s gateway and is immediately hordes of paparazzi crowd to your car and take photos. “Oh, shit.”, you say and pack your softening horse cock back into your near skintight pants. Damn, you could see the  headlines tomorrow: “Sexiest Man Alive Colin Wainwright jacks off his legendary penis on every occasion!”

Seems like you won’t be able to go to the Walk of Fame for a while now, without people  noticing your bulge, but you sure can enjoy yourself in your giant house for the time being. You and maybe a few of your female fans.

Hiya! I was wondering if you had tour package for Italy and the Middle East? I've always been interested by their history and architecture and I'd really like to go.

How about our company offers you a longer stay abroad. We have checked your grades and verified that you really qualify for a scholarship by our business. If you don’t have any objections we would like to arrange a stay for at least half a year at the University of Jerusalem. Though you can stay there longer if you’d like. Pack your stuff and we will send you there as soon as you can.

Just the next day you climb out of a plane and take a taxi to your new studying place, immediately enrolling for courses like History of the Middle East and Oriental Architecture, before going to your dorm. It looks nice from the outside and much to your surprise you find out it is a boys only dorm.

You enter the imposing building through a pair of hinged doors and find out it is just as nice from the inside as from the outside. Looking around you see what looks like an office and talk to the guy inside, who gives you a key and tells you the number of your room. 

As you walk down the hallway of your new residence you notice that everybody seems to have left their door open, no matter if they were only learning or changing clothes. You enter your own corridor and a strong earthy musk fills your nose. You wonder were it comes from and look into the first room on the right.

Though you couldn’t see anything, the melody of clapping flesh and loud moans comes to you ears and you immediately think about the long cock the guy must be jacking off. At the thought of this footlong tool, your own impressive tool comes to live. It’s outline is clear in your khakis and you unsuccessfully try to hide the obscene silhouette. Looking down you find the source of the musky odor, a gap between your rather unimpressive stomach and pants. Though you can’t even remember taking your shirt off, you enjoy the sight of your thick cock base and the smell of your sweaty bull nuts.

You move further down the hallway and hear the clanging sound of metal. Peaking into the next room, only to find a quite muscular guy benching what looked like some heavy weight with ease. He sits upright and looks at you. “Hey you.”, he calls out with a smooth baritone, “You look like you can lift heavy weights. Wanna meet up later and go to the gym?” “Sure why not.”, you reply in an equally deep voice, shrugging your wide brawny shoulders, one hand caressing your impressive abs.

You walk on and look in the neighboring room, curious what you would find. Though you only find a guy in front of a mirror, cutting his thick beard. He looks quite good, with his dense black facial hair and the thoroughly styled crew cut. His black hair perfectly matches up with his light brown complexion, further hinting he comes from the region. Your hand immediately shoots up to your own face, rubbing your own impressive beard. 

Finally you reach your room and walk into it. Unlike the others it’s a double room. One side is already occupied by your new roommate. He looks quite intelligent, sitting over a thick book and wearing the thickest pair of glasses you had ever seen. Adjusting your own pair of glasses you walk towards him and extend a hand. “Hello I’m Tamir and I’m your roommate.”, you say and he turns around. “Yeah I know, dude we’ve moved together last year, dummy.”, he replies and then you remember everything.

“So you look like you need me.”, he says and looks at your obviously hard dick. He drops to his knees and takes out your semi-hard cock. “Make it fast though I gotta learn.”, you tell him and he starts sucking. Even though he does his best it takes you more than half an hour to finally dump your load into his waiting throat, before turning towards your own desk and opening a book. 

I think you will fit in just fine with your new manly beard, incredibly muscular body and genius mind. You will be a worthy representative for the Terrence & Ford Scholarship Program.

TF Touristics Update

So up till now I have gotten what feels like a ton of asks for trip with TF Touristics. To prevent things from getting to much the deadline for this business’ requests will be the 25th August at 12 o’clock CET.

Concerning the asks I have gotten until now:

Any asks sent in more than once by the same person (Trust me I recognize who sent me multiple ones!) will be deleted.

Each country will only get one trip, with the exception of the USA, where several regions have their own trips.

I will probably write no more asks about the US. I only know some stuff about the places I already wrote about and have no desire to write about it anymore. That’s not meant as an offense against the USA, I just don’t know what new things to write about anymore.

Feel free to send in more asks about anything you want, but I ask for your understanding if I don’t do them now. I have my hands full with TF Touristics at the moment. 

Thank you for your attention ;D

The festivity

A little RP I did with @amalianetwork. It’s kinda unrefined so excuse the grammar please.

Steve looked around the large room. It was filled with loud music and shouting. Men were getting drunk and having a good time. He got this mysterious invitation to a private party and decided to check it out. It was dark with some smoke and neon lights. He bumped into a few small guys as he made his way to the pop-up bar to get a drink. He noticed quite a few built guys in the audience, but he found it odd that there were some nerdy guys in the mix too. Steve had been told that there would only be guys like him, athletes and other jocks, He certainly hadn't expected some creepy nerds like his school's chess Team captain Alvin shoing up at the Party. The Little guy had even showed up in a weird cape, probably meant to make him look like a wizard. Steve just shrugged his massive shoulders and turned away, not wanting to ruin his evening with unpleasant matters like Alvin. He went over to a table, that was surrounded by fellow built guys and joined them in a game of beer pong.  As he made his way over to the table, he could see several other guys from the chess team and video game club. "They must have snuck in," he thought to himself. The guys at the table handed him a cup and ball and they started their beer pong match. The beer tasted a bit odd, almost sweet in a way. Regardless, it was beer and he was going to have a good time. He found himself moving to the beat of the EDM music playing in the background. With all the experience Steve had gotten at the fotball team's Partys it was easy for him too beat the other guys. All the while he chugged down the weird tasting beer and danced to the Music. He couldn't help but notice the nerds, that had formed their own Group, everyone admiring Alvin's cape and all of them nervously sipping the beer like it was some Kind of poison. After about three games off beer pong, he felt a Little odd and excused himself to the bathroom. Steve pushed his way through the crown to the neon-illuminated bathroom. He braced himself on the sink counter. He felt odd, not drunk like he thought he would be. The faucet squeaked as he turned it on to splash some water on his face. He felt tired for some strange reason, and it wasn't even that late at night. The party was just beginning for him.

As he looked in the mirror something looked off to him. His jaw didn't seem as angular as usual and his designer stubble not as thick. His eyes weren't the same grass green like always, but looked a Little darker, muddier to him. Steve brushed it all off as a trick of light, just like his shoulders being seemingly narrower than he remembered. Just as he thought about his slightly off appearance, someone knocked on the door. "Are you finished? I feel odd and would like to use the bathroom.", said the deep voice, probably from one of the other athletes. "Just a second.", Steve replied, his voice higher than he remembered. The door opened and a large man appeared in the doorway. It looked like it could be one of the jocks, but his torso was wrapped in a tight, too-small t-shirt with a Pikachu plastered across his pecs. He had thick glasses and went to the sink next to Steve. He could see the guy's tricep strain against the sleeve of the shirt. He seemed to be examining himself in the mirror. "What the fuck is Happening here.", the man said in a confused tone and suddenly Steve recognized him. This guy was Louis, one of the members of the Video Game Club. Though he hadn't been the biggest nerd around, he certainly hadn't been this burly giant of a man he was now. All of a sudden a movement caused Steve's gaze back to the mirror. It looked like his biceps was pumping up and then deflating again, being left a Little smaller than before. Steve could only watch in shock as the changes happened. Steve rubbed his eyes as he stared at his arms in the mirror. He flexed them and sure enough, they didn't look as big as they should be. He looked back over to Louis who was running his finger along his jawline, fingering a cleft that was forming in his chin. His arm bent, the sleeve of his shirt was straining over his bicep. Louis caught Steve's eye and he looked over. "Big arms huh?" His voice was definitely deeper. Freaking out, thinking he was on drugs, he scrambled out of the bathroom back onto the dancefloor. That's were the really terrifying experience started. The jocks, all of them still playing beer pong, were Holding their heads, obviously experiencing a similar Sensation to the one Steve had gone through. Their shots weren't as accurate and their physiques certainly didn't look as brawny as before. On the other Hand the 'nerds', if one would like to call them so, were getting increasingly more muscular. Their murmur was getting extremely deep, their shoulders getting wider, while their waists became smaller, giving them an increasing V shape, one that most of the 'jocks' had worked Long on achieving. Steve looked around his group of jocks. Joey, the swimmer known for his larger feet, looked much thinner than a normal swimmer's physique and his shoulders looked narrower. Tyler, a lacrosse player with a notoriously huge cock, was more withdrawn and his hands covered his lap. Finally Adrian, the wrestler who also modelled, seemed to have a more boyish face rather than his usual masculine demeanor. Adrian was the first to speak up, "Damn bro, this house brew is kicking our asses," his voice was definitely higher, Steve could barely hear it through the music.

On the other Hand there were the former nerds, now taking over the dancing Floor. First of all Gene, well known teacher's pet from the Advanced Math Course, took off his thickly framed glasses, revealing a pair of sapphire blue eyes, that seemed bottomless. Chen, a Little Asian guy that worked part time at the library looked like he gotten more than a foot taller, topping off at well over 6'6". Trent, the captain of the Video Game Club had beefed up extremely, making him look like he had spent years in a gym instead of sitting in front of his Computer Screen. Steve looked over to Joey as he stood up. The swimmer was definitely shorter than his original 6'4" height. He had this wide smile on his face. "Let's go dancing!" He declared. The rest of the group nodded and got up. The front of Tyler's pants was definitely not bulging forward like it used to. The group approached a few shorter guys who were wearing oversized sports jerseys. They seemed a little drunk and confused, but still dancing to the beat of the music blaring in the background. Steve found it a bit awkward to dance with them.  But as he went one he found it extremely enjoyable. And from the grins of his fellow athletes they felt the same way, their faces showing almost ecstatic joy. And that was not the only Thing Happening., everyone of the guys going through similar changes. Joey's shoulders were getting increasingly narrow, just like his feet looked even smaller than the nerds' old feet were supposed to be. The Shorts slid down Tyler's shrunken waist, revealing a shrunken peanut of a cock, without him even caring. In fact it looked like all their clothes were getting more translucent, a if they were dissolving. That also revealed that Adrian wasn't as chiselled as he used to be, in fact he looked like he hadn't ever stepped into a gym. Just as their clothes were about to dissolve completely, the 'nerds' joined in. James S: Steve looked around and saw the clothes shimmering from his friend's bodies. He began to freak out again and took a step back. His tiny frame walked back into a wall of muscle. He looked to see the nerdy face of Alvin, grinning deviously down at him. A pair of massive feet appeared besides Joey. He had to crane his head up to look at the Asian stud next to him. Trent was holding Adrian in a bit of a headlock, but Adrian seemed to be enjoying it. Gene was already forcing his tongue down Tyler's throat, his massive bulge pressing into Tyler's abdomen.  A massive Hand pressed down on Steve's head, though it wasn't really necessary. Steve's short height made him almost eye Level with Alvin's generous endowment. He could only tremble in fear and aticipation to swallow the massive nerd's dick. Though a look to the left confirmed that Alvin wasn't the best endowed guy at the Party, Gene's cock looking like a weapon of mass destruction. But the other guys weren't to shabby either. The towering height of Chen made what looked like 300 Pounds of muscle stacked upon his Frame look perfectly proporioned and the thick Torpedo dick he owned emitted a powerful musky scent. And not to Forget Trent. The former gamer still had his glasses, but they only accented the angular form of his face and the thick beard, that continued as a thick pelt of hair covering his massive brawn. Steve was forced to look up as Alvin's face changed. His jawline became more square as stubble started to poke out of it. His eyes became more deep set as they shone a dark green. His hair looked more styled than before. Acne vanished, leaving his skin unblemished. Meanwhile Steve could feel his face changing, but he didn't know how. It was becoming more youthful and boyish in appearance. All four of the nerds were grinding into the 'jocks' now. The massive hand forced Steve to look down at the hard cock clad in Alvin's briefs. A thought formed in his head and Steve knew what he had to do. Just as Steve was about to fish Alvin's dick out of the now too tight Briefs, the Music did a final beat and dissolved each of the four nerds' underwear. Simultaneously the hulking beasts' cocks sprang free. Alvin's cock hit Steve across the face, spraying pre all across his new boyish face. Chen's uncut Asian Salami was already in Joey's mouth and the loud deep moans indicated that the former swim star was really good at what he was doing. Meanwhile the hairy giant that was Trent was already flipping over Adrian and teasing his newly enlarged bubble butt with his Monster. Gene didn't seem like he wanted to hurry, passionately making out with Tyler, while the former Lacrosse captain was slowly jerking the coke bottle thick tool. 'I can't let them get ahead of me.' Steve though, even his thoughts now in this high pitched voce and started sucking the massive nerds cock. Alvin chuckled as Steve went down on his massive cock, his pecs bouncing with every laugh. Steve's tongue danced all over Alvin's shaft, teasing the head and not neglecting Alvin's lemon-sized balls. His tongue moved deftly, as if it had years of experience sucking cock. Steve's hands roved over Alvin's carved eight pack, shelf-like glutes, and thick thighs. His fingers traced over each curve, divot, and striation. Alvin moaned in approval.