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New Roommate

“What do you mean I wasn’t always black bro?” your ‘roommate’ says, clearly a little offended. 

You had arrived back to your apartment from your classes, and there was this muscular black guy chilling on the couch playing video games. You asked him who he was, and he was insisting he was your roommate.

“I don’t know what’s going on right now, but you’re not my roommate!” you say “My roommate is some skinny white dude named Mike! Not…?”

“Marlon. And dude, I really don’t know what’s gotten into you. If you don’t believe me just check my phone, plenty of pictures of us together man. You know, since we’ve been roomies since freshman year and all.” 

He hands you his phone, and as you scroll you see picture after picture of you and Marlon hanging out, all these going back to freshman year with a picture of both of you moving in to the same dorm.

“What the hell is this? How did you edit all these?” you say.

“Bro, they aren’t edited. Jez, next you’re going to tell me that you’re not black!”

“Haha, very funn..” you suddenly look down. Where there should have been a flat white chest, there were two slabs of thick black muscle. You panickedly turn your head to a mirror, and there is a muscular black jock looking back at you. 

“W-what the hell?” You gasp, feeling yourself up. Yep it’s real; your hands glide up your thighs, chest, and then to your head where you feel curly hair.

Wait a second, your ID! That surely would show your actual self. You fumble it out of your gym shorts, excitement quickly turning to dread. There on the picture was the same handsome black face. Even worse, there was a different name on the ID, DeRon.

Ugh, that’s not your name, its DeRon! You mean it was DeRon! Fuck, you couldn’t remember what your real name was.

“Everything okay DeRon?” Marlon says, gently shaking you out of your reverie.

“No man, it’s not!” you say. There must be something, anything that could prove you weren’t this hot black jock named DeRon. In a last ditch attempt, you pull up your phone, desperately trying to find anything that could prove you had changed.

Your phone yielded nothing; shirtless pics of you flexing, you chilling with Marlon on your coach, a dick pic of .. wait what? You stopped your frantic scroll, staring at a black slab of meat saved on your phone.

“Hehe, that’s a hot one huh babe?” Marlon said over your shoulder, as he wrapped his arms around you. 

Babe? Wait, was this his dick? Were you boyfriends or something? As Marlon groped you, you felt your own dick harden. Your own fat black cock; and why wouldn’t you have one? You’re black after all, just like your room.. boyfriend .

Marlon notices your arousal and saunters over to you. “Mind if I take care of that bro?” he teases, as he forcefully strips off your gym shorts, revealing your fat erection.

He does the same, and soon both your cocks are out and hard as fuck. You couldn’t help but start to makeout with him, each grinding against the other. Things escalate, two fat black cocks in both of your mouths. Its too much for both of you, as you both cum deep into each other.

“Why don’t we clean off in the shower together?” you say, cum dripping from your lips.

“Of course!” your boyfriend grins, happy you are back to your normal self

Blessed By The Water

Just minutes ago Mike was a nobody with a unremarkable body but the waterfall at his local pool blessed him with the muscles and face of his dreams. The only thoughts he could muster was flexing and working out, giving his two biceps a good flex as he exited the pool in his new form. 

SpyWatch Epilogue: A Big Beginning

1 Day Later

“He’s waking up. Cal? Can you hear me?”

Cal slowly blinked awake, seeing the inside of the his own bedroom and the silhouette of Leo against the internal lighting.

“Leo? Wow… you look like an angel right now?” Cal mumbled drearily, his voice coming out slow and low.

“That’s him alright,” Milan laughed. Cal slowly turned his head and could see the agent sitting on a nearby chair. The more he blinked the more he could make out his new surroundings.

“What hap-“ Cal coughs to clear his throat. “What happened?” However, the voice came out strangely low still.

“Relax Cal, the doctors say that you’re still recovering. Um… fuck. I’m not even sure where to start.” Leo said smiling at Cal and holding his hand. Though as he did so Cal felt strange, his fingers grasping around Leo were… thick?

“Well, we’ll start with good news! In fact, it’s all good news!” Milan began. “First, we successfully arrested Ramiz. The stunt you and Phillis pulled worked! The ring is destroyed and… well there were 0 casualties from the incident. 1 major injury though. Namely you.”

Cal let out a low laugh. “Thanks Milan… Wait! I remember now! Ramiz shot me! I was losing blood! I… I… activated the emergency contingency protocol! That means I….” Cal began gruffly. “Can I… see a mirror?”

Leo looked to Milan as if seeking approval. The uncertainty on the jock’s eyes wasn’t something Cal was used to seeing as he feared the worse. Milan simply nodded and handed Cal a small mirror.

Reflected back was the face of the Pheromones template body. The large burly frame, bushy beard, and hairy face stared back at Cal in complete surprise.

“I…. I can’t believe it. It worked…. Wow… I… just…. It’s gonna take a second…” Cal trailed off in awe of his huge new form. Everything felt so much heavier and… stronger too.

Milan patted him on the back. “Take your time. Took a while for me to wrap my head around it too. After Phillis explained to me what that feature of the watch could do, I have to say I’m glad you tried to walk me through it to me earlier. Between the two descriptions you both provided I wager this watch saved your own life by giving you the body of one of the templates.”

Cal quickly examined his watch, and he was surprised and relieved to see his original form amongst the different templates to choose from. As he cycled through the templates, he found his hand absent mindedly rubbing his new bulging stomach. He blushed a bit at first but noticed Leo watching as well and soon rubbing Cal in the same area.

“I know this is a lot to take in,” Leo offered soothingly. “They say you’re about 15 years older now physically, but honestly in great health… and I just want you to know… what we said to each other on the beach… I still mean it.” The two gripped each other’s hands even tighter. Neither expected them match each other’s firm grasp, but when they realized it, they only smiled.

“It’s… gonna take some time getting used to well… all of this,” Cal gestured to his bulging body. “I feel so hairy and heavy. I don’t think my normal cheap razor could cut through this thick beard.” His hand began to glide through the dense collection of bristles that surrounded his jaw.

“I mean… I wouldn’t mind if you kept the beard. I mean only if you were ok with it. It’s your body after all.” Leo blushed.

That last notion filled Cal with some sense of pride. Despite everything that happened he was alive, no one was hurt, and he’d gotten the courage to ask Leo out. This big body may have not been his first choice, but the longer he’d been in it the more it felt… right. And it helped that Leo was certainly enjoying his new form.

Soon he found himself enjoying his new body. His beefy arms flexed with some definite thickness, but also some undeniable strength, and when Leo helped him up to his feet, he was surprised that he now met the burly jock eye to eye.

“Are we the same height now?” Cal gaped at himself and Leo with surprised.

“I think we are. Or at least very close, though I think I’m still a bit taller,” Leo smirked.

“Ha… we could be one of those couples that shares clothes,” Cal joked hoping he wasn’t moving too fast.

“With a stomach like that I don’t think so! Not to mention that ass of your is perfectly huge!” Leo smiled, loving any excuse to admire Cal further.

The two were so smitten when Cal realized, “Wait. I don’t remember the Pheromones Template being this… this… strong or tall. I mean sure he was bigger than me, but not this big.”

“Oh right, more news.” Milan said hitting his forehead. “So, remember when Phillis broke the ring? She said it emitted a whole bunch of latent radiation that restored the victims of their stolen attributes. However, that energy was still emanating when you activated the contingency protocol… and it sort of spread some of those attributes Ramiz had collected more… let’s say concentrated to some of the people nearby. He’d spent years collecting aspects of the most attractive men. Leo here got a little buffer, I got a little taller, and Phillis well she-“

Soon Cal’s door opened and they saw a large handsome man enter. He wore a tight tank top, that showed off his huge muscles. His darker how was cut short and styled, though he had a familiar sternness to him “Oh you’re awake Cal, I hope Milan’s debriefed you.”

“I was almost done Phillis hold on.” Milan justified.

“That’s Phillis?” Cal gasped at the adonis of a man standing before him in some tight-fitting clothes.

“Yes it’s me Cal. I got a large dose of the masculine energies Ramiz had collected, clearly. And I wasn’t the only one. Many very ordinary people were affected by these waves of changes.” Phillis explained. “Though we all had to make do with temporary clothing, given my current gym like attire.”

“I was getting to that!” Milan interjected. “Needless to say, that Phillis wasn’t the only one with drastic changes. There were some pretty nerdy guys who went to your university who sort of hulked out of their more modest attire. I hear they’ve started doing more workouts by the beach. Small families came out of that wave of changes mostly around the same age, male, and decidedly buff. It’s been an adjustment for a lot of different people.

“Wait. I just realized. How am I going to explain my new look to my family! To the school! I… I don’t have any identification or proof I’m who I say I am!” Cal panicked, realizing he sweats very quickly in this body.

“Relax Cal. That’s what I was taking care of just now,” Phillis handed Cal a small folder of information including a new driver’s license, birth certificate, and body statistical information. “Due to so many different parties becoming effected by the changes our agency took the liberty of providing new formal IDs to anyone effected by the events of yesterday. You should find everything you need to start your life after university in there.”

Cal took a moment to read through the info.

“So my name is the same. That’s good… but woah. My new date of birth is 1984! I’m 38!? And I’m 6’4 and weigh 285 lbs now!? Wait do I actually have size 15 feet too?” Cal hadn’t really notice but his feet, though far away given his new height, did look particularly big. He wiggled his toes and even noticed small tufts of hair over each toe.

“The age is an approximation. Your body  was hard light a few days ago, and it is now subject to the normal effects of organic aging. Everything else is a near exact measurement when we took a physical of you as you recovered. I forgot to list that shoe size is size 15 extra wide by the way. And also remember to read the section concerning your current state of health such as your high blood pressure, but I’m sure Leo wouldn’t mind helping you become more active.” Phillis smirked. It seemed that when the job was done she was a lot more playful and Milan smiled at her.

“Thanks you Phillis. And you two Milan. I can’t tell you how much this all means to me. As for school? Is it alright if I hold on to the watch? I know you must want to take it away after all the trouble it’s caused, but if I can still transform into myself I could at least finish my school year and graduate.” Cal offered.

“You hadn’t told him yet?” Phillis growled, now looking much more frightening.

“I said I was getting to it!” Milan retorted. “Cal, it was such a shame that a civilian like you, who had no contact with Ramiz, Phillis, or I prior to the events of today were effected by such an unknown catastrophe. It’s also a shame that a big piece of secret experimental tech was destroyed by Ramiz. Quite terrible indeed.”

“Milan? What are you talking about?” A confused Cal asked.

“He’s being funny.” Phillis said pushing Milan aside with ease as Cal was handed a newspaper. It read. “Local chemical spill effects  local patrons”

“The official story is that you and a bunch of others were effected by a completely odd and unforeseen water contamination issue. The watch, the ring, and any other strange tech has been reported as destroyed. People will also no longer be able to track the watch’s unique energy signature anymore after the latent radiation interacted with your watch. Oh and the watch itself is back to it’s original control settings.”

“Wait what!? I thought I cracked the code and learned control as Brain and that one driving template!” Cal complained remembering all the intense studying he did.

“You did! However, the energy from the ring essentially reset it to the condition we found it in, aside from the new ‘Cal’ template. You’ll still be able to transform, but with a certain percent chance to change into a template you didn’t intend to. And until you can reach the Brain template again, we don’t have the means to fix it.”

“Look at this way!” Milan said trying to give some good news. “You can still turn into yourself! Explain things to whoever you like and even go to school! But you’ll be back to being on timed transformations… so always have an exit strategy!”

With so much information coming at the not so young man Cal had to sit back down on his bed. The springs strained against his unfamiliar weight and it would now be a sound Cal would get used to.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’ll be with you every step of the way as these weird things keep coming up. I’ve got to say Cal, you’re certainly the most interesting guy I’ve ever had a crush on.” Leo admitted. This small confession made Cal’s paler complexion blush with affection. Without another thought they kissed.

1 Month later

“Congratulations to this year’s graduating class!”

The students all cheered as they tossed their caps in the air! Leo and Cal smiled at each other, holding hands as the celebrations began. Leo couldn’t hold back his excitement anymore as he scooped Cal into his arms and carried him into a passionate kiss! Cal’s slender tan skinned face was blushing all over as Leo’s barrage of kisses didn’t end.

“Leo! Ok! Ok! I get it. Happy graduation to you too!” Cal’s flustered face tried to say.

“Happy is an understatement. You managed to get through this last month in the most epic ways, I think it’s cause for celebration!” Leo grinned ear to ear, as he set Cal down. He enjoyed the small moments where he could still lift up his boyfriend like that.

“That’s a bit of an overstatement. I’m just glad I got the ecology club off the ground before I had to leave. So many more people are interested in cleaning the beach now that so many buff guys are hanging around there.” Cal admitted.

“And you’re forgetting how you managed to balance your classes with your new time limit and how brave you were coming out to your parents about us!” Leo corrected.

“To be fair telling my parents that I like guys was a lot less extreme than showing them that I’m now a 38 year old burly white guy… but also you made it all easy with how supportive you’ve been. Cal pulled on Leo’s tie, lowering the big jock into a sweet kiss. This one was longer and more passionate. Though it was cut off by a quick succession of beeping.

“Is that?” Leo began to ask.

“Fuck. I knew the speeches went too long!” Cal jumped releasing Leo.

“Got your way out?”

“Yeah! Side doors. Meet you at the beach!” Cal called as he ran through the crowd of celebrating collegiates.

With each beep Cal could feel his graduation robes getting tighter and tighter. With each steps he could feel one of his favorite dress shoes splitting at the laces with his feet nearly growing twice the size. His entire body was itching with hairs quickly growing in! Then once he got through the doors there was a big flash and Cal’s body emerged from the shredded remains of formal wear and graduation robes. The only thing still on his body was the graduation cap that he was quickly using to cover up his modesty as he waddled his way to the beach.

Leo arrived moments later with a bag as they reached the sandy shores, now dressed in more casual clothes. “I got your change of clothes right here! As well as a little surprise for today. Consider it a graduation present!” Leo smiled as he handed Cal the bag.

“Aw! Babe, you shouldn’t have. I didn’t even get you anything and- wait, why is the bag nearly empty. There’s just one thing in here… Leo! Did you get me a speedo? Where are the rest of my clothes!?” Cal bellowed, his new deeper voice carrying out over the waves.

“I wanted to have a beach date with you after graduation! Just you, me, and the place where all this craziness started and I began to see you more often!” Leo said proudly. “And your actual clothes are back at your place don’t worry.”

The two laughed as Cal pulled out the bright red XL speedo.

“Well… fine! But afterwards! We’re heading back to my room! For my clothes! And maybe more fun if the day goes well.” Cal teased. Leo had been so supportive of him accepting his new body and had been a large part in making Cal feel comfortable in his new skin. As Cal slid on the speedo It hugged his new body tight and showed off his big gut even more, but Cal felt proud and confident showing this much off.

“Alright, how’s it look?” Cal asked puffing out his chest.

“Perfect. Just like you.” Leo leaned in and the two kissed passionately, Cal’s large stomach pressed against Leo’s abs as he removed his shirt and pants to reveal his red shorts.

“Happy Pride Month Leo!” Cal said as the couple walked along the beach and into their new lives.

My grandfather here is so happy in winning his case, especially since his is the first where the criminals’ size gets transferred to him the victim. The criminal Greg was a big guy around 6′5ft and close to 300 lbs of brawn. 

Everyone and anyone had flocked towards the chambers for this moment and by god what a moment it was. The pod where Greg was opened first and we saw coming out was guy smaller than what my grandpa was when he entered, then when my grandpas pod opened he needed help getting out as he was squeezed inside. Now around 7ft and who knows how heavy he is now my grandfather has welcomed his renew vitality and even helps the town with his new strength and size. 

It still feels weird seeing my friends at this angle though I should really accustomed to it having done it a handful of times now.

 - Bro we can’t thank you enough for letting us borrow most of your mass. We promise to win our contests and when we’re back we’ll return you to your rightful size . . . . . also maybe we can try this in our private time? Honestly we think you’re cute like this and we can’t get enough with our new size . . . . . and we still haven’t tried if the two of us can share our mass to you.

Molnar + Curry

Gift That Keeps Giving

“So… how does it feel?” Kamal asked the man in front of him as he adjusted the sleeve of his jersey. The handsome man stayed quiet as he continued to bounce around in place, seemingly trying to get comfortable in his own skin. 

Kamal couldn’t help but admire the man’s well groomed appearance; from his perfect beard to the stylish haircut, Kamal was already fantasizing what it would be like to see that handsome face from underneath him as he jackhammered his ass into submission. He could already hear him begging him to go harder between moans. He knew the jersey would have to stay on during sex to avoid the transformation reverting back, but Kamal accepted it as a fair trade off if it meant he got to fuck a hunk of a man every night from there on. 

Kamal had his doubts that the enchanted jersey would work, but he went ahead and took a chance on it. He blew well over a thousand dollars to get it from a back alley exchange. 

That was the hardest part of Kamal’s plan, as he knew the rest would be smooth sailing from there on. His girlfriend Aisha was ecstatic when he came home with the black jersey in hand. He had told her that he wanted to go out to a game with her instead of his bros for once. She was so delighted that she accepted and donned the jersey without a second thought. 

The changes were gradual at first. Aisha’s voice kept cracking as it deepened, she noticed her shaved body hair was growing back faster than before, her once sharp, witty mind had dumbed down to slang and dick jokes, and her body shape had lost its feminine curves before she even realized it had happened! Soon enough, she had completely transformed into a man, Kamal smiling all the while as he watched it happen.

“Bro! Why are we just standing here!? Let’s go!” the former Aisha said to Kamal with a voice as deep and smooth as the ocean. 

Kamal smirked as he trailed behind his new boyfriend. Feeling mischievous, Kamal gave him a nice smack on the ass and cupped his cheek for a moment. Given that they were in public, the hunk acted like he was mad and pushed Kamal’s hand away. But deep down, as Aisha’s feelings for Kamal stayed the same despite the total body transformation, he wished Kamal had smacked him harder. It was then he knew how foreplay would go later that same night. 

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 2

The long awaited part 2 for my Great Shift story inspired by a chat with @thegreatstoryteller! Took longer than I wanted because of work and 400 other ideas, but it's done now so enjoy!

Part 1

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Lindsey - Daughter

“I can’t believe we did that…” Linsey muttered as she paced back and forth. She couldn’t really blame either of them for what had happened that morning, not if she was being honest with herself. She’d woken up in a strange body with a guy’s ass pressed against her, and almost on autopilot they had gone at it. It had just been her body’s instincts; that had to be it! It’s not like it was every day you woke up in a body so wildly different from your usual one with some hot little twink grinding his perky little bubble butt against your-

Earlier that morning…

Lindsey and Derek had woken up under the assumption it was any other day, but it was far from it. The first thing either noticed was the other person in bed with them. Derek had gone to sleep with his wife in bed next to him, but that was clearly not the case now. He could feel a pair of muscular arms wrapped around his body and a hard, thick cock nestled between ass cheeks. There were so many things wrong with the situation he didn’t know where to start, but the slow roll of the guy's hips served as a great place. 

It was deliciously slow, almost as if he didn’t quite realise he was doing it. If Derek thought about it at all he’d be alarmed at how nice it felt, but right now he couldn’t focus on anything else. The cock slotted between his cheeks perfectly as the pair ground together, in perfect sync even though on some level Derek knew this wasn’t his body. It just felt too good. 

Lindsey was much the same as Derek was. She had gone to sleep alone, but when she woke up feeling large with her muscular arms wrapped around a small, tight body there was this need to claim him. The powerful masculine body she now inhabited had this need to fuck the smaller man curled against her, and who was going to say no to a tight hole? That same mix of unfamiliarity and sleepiness that Derek was experiencing let her new bodies instincts take over; and right now those instincts wanted to fuck.

From there sex was inevitable. Derek didn’t do anything to stop it, in fact he was the one that had reached for the lube in the nightstand whilst Lindsey pulled down the tight little shorts Derek’s new body had on. Within moments Lindsey’s new cock was lubed up and sliding into Derek’s perfectly formed ass. It was both of their first times having gay sex, but it certainly didn’t feel like it from how easy and in sync they felt together. 

It was blissful, the perfect way to wake up. Until reality came crashing down around them…

~~~

It was only once they’d finished fucking that either truly realised what was wrong with their bodies. The lust-filled haze that had overtaken their tired brains had faded away, only the cold hard truth that they weren’t in their own bodies remained. 

She pulled herself out of bed and frowned as she looked around the room, eyes eventually settled on a mirror on a nearby wall. The change was obvious even in how this body walked as she strode over to it, needing to confirm if what she felt was actually true. 

She would have liked to think she wasn’t going to be surprised at her new reflection after having used the body for sex just now, but that wasn’t the case. The sight of such an attractive and distinctly male body looking back at her from the mirror wasn’t something she really knew what to do with. The guy was sexy, really sexy. But it wasn’t her; it was about as far away as she could’ve imagined being from her original self. Rough, hairy skin and thick muscle had replaced the soft femininity she was so used to, and all that bulk was championed by the meaty cock that now swung between her legs. 

The very one she’d just used to fuck whoever the twink still in bed was. 

Why not enjoy the body a little whilst she has it though? Looking at herself in the mirror and being able to watch this body bounce its pecs was amazing. She’d never really appreciated muscle on a guy before, but now she had it she could understand the appeal. She bounced her new pecs once, twice, three times before giving in and giving them a squeeze, feeling the muscle go from soft to hard underneath her hands as she flexed and relaxed. Even the new hair felt right on pecs like these, it didn’t feel as wrong as she was expecting it to as she touched her stolen body.

The sound of footsteps snapped her out of the strange self-worship session she had begun without realising. The guy he’d just topped was awake, and seemed to be just as curious about his body as she was. 

All Lindsey could do was watch as the twink came to stand next to him by the large mirror. The size difference between the two was far more obvious now than it had been when they’d been fucking, her new body was far larger than he had first realised now there was another person to compare the size against.

“I’m guessing you’re not in your right body either…” Lindsey said as the twink approached. Even the voice sounded wrong, all deep and masculine as she asked the question; here’s hoping this wouldn’t last long.

The twink smiled as he twisted around, apparently in an attempt to get a good look at every angle of his new body. “No, no, not in the slightest. I was far older than this. Bigger too.” The way the smaller man spoke was far different from what he expected of a young twink, all but confirming the assumption before the twink could finish speaking. 

At least she wasn’t alone in this. It would’ve been far worse if whatever had happened to her was only done to her, so it was unfortunately comforting to know there was at least one other. 

“So you don’t mind being in a different body? I was a girl last I knew.” 

The twink looked up, slightly surprised. “You were? Well I’ll be darned, I would never have guessed that based on how you were this morning.”

Lindsey scratched the back of her neck, wincing a little in embarrassment. “Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were. I could show you what I looked like if you want.” She gestured at the phone sitting on the side of the bed she’d woken up on. “That must be mine, or this body’s. Let’s hope it has face ID or something…”

Lindsey walked over and picked up the sleek black device from where it lay beside the bed. She was relieved when it unlocked when she held it up to her masculine face. It only took a few moments as she walked back over to navigate to one of her social media accounts where she could show the twink how she used to look; a stark contrast to how she looked now. 

“Here.” She said, holding out the phone for the smaller man to take. “This was me.”

The twink took the phone and frowned as he tapped on it a couple of times to bring up one of the pictures in more detail. It took a couple of seconds, but a strange look of realisation seemed to dawn on the twink’s face.

He turned the phone around and pointed to one of the faces in the photo he’d been looking at, her father, Derek’s face. “Lindsey? It-It’s me, Dad.” 

Derek - father

Derek’s ass was still throbbing from the sex that morning whilst he watched the man that was apparently his daughter pace back and forth. Considering the body he found himself in, he didn’t have much choice but to accept the claim. 

“Look,” Derek sighed, “it’s not like we knew any better, just following whatever instincts these bodies seem to have…” It was the best theory he could come up with, especially now he had a chance to look around the room they were in a little more. 

It was a well-designed room, deep purple walls and hardwood floors added to the overall ‘modern’ look the leather bed frame and mirrored wall gave the place. On closer inspection the mirror had actually been a very large wardrobe built into the wall, and was the one the pair had been admiring themselves in minutes ago. It had the pictures of both of their new bodies together framed around the room that had been the biggest give away. Whoever’s bodies they now occupied were clearly in some type of long-term romantic relationship based on the nature of the photos; there were ones of them smiling together and kissing at various famous locations around the world. From the Eiffel Tower in France to the Taj Mahal in India, they’d done it all. 

“Some strong instincts though…” Lindsey said. She had finally stopped pacing around and taken a seat beside the twink her father now was on the bed. “I can still feel it now, even though we just…”

“Had sex?” Derek finished.

“Yeah. That.”

Derek had been trying to reconcile the woman he knew his daughter was and the man in front of him ever since they’d accidentally made the discovery not long ago. His ass almost screaming to get fucked again didn’t help one bit. It was like some fire within him had been relit; a need for sex he hadn’t felt in decades thrummed through this body in waves and made Derek want to jump into his daughter’s lap and ride that same cock again. 

“We’ve just got to, fuck I don’t know…” Derek said after a few minutes of tense silence. He was meant to be the responsible adult here, but all this damn body could think about was cock. Just how horny could one guy be?

~~~

And nothing helped the horniness. 

Distance from the huge man that was his daughter helped a little, but the need to get fucked only grew as the days past. It was all he could think about eventually. He couldn’t go out because he was worried about doing something stupid like walking into traffic because he was trying not to replay their first morning together over and over in his head.

That’s what led him to walking in on Lindsey working out on the balcony of their place after getting back from a walk, deep grunts and groans of exertion coming from the muscular man Lindsey now was. 

And Derek was harder than he’d ever been as he watched. Lindsey had seemed to become a lot more comfortable with her body over the first week they’d spent in their new bodies, and this was the culmination of all this build up. 

“Lindsey, what’re you doing?” Derek asked as he stood by the door, eyes transfixed as the now older man continued his makeshift workout. 

Lindsey sighed and paused the set she was in the middle of, slightly annoyed her flow had been interrupted. “I know this all sucks Dad, but what can we do? There’s no sign of changing back and it’s been a week, I can’t put off looking after this body and what it needs any longer, it’s not healthy.” 

She jumped down and took a step closer to Derek, then another; eventually close enough to rest a large hand on his slim shoulder. The smaller man gulped as the huge sweaty form he’d been trying all week not to think about. “If I’m stuck in this body I’m doing it right; not like I can resist these fucking masculine instincts anyway. Though I’m sure you can relate to that can’t you?”

Derek was right on the edge. He’d been so good all week, tried so hard to not think about the powerful man this body craved, but now here he was, directly confronted by that very man in a space he couldn’t easily escape. He felt himself nodding before he realised he was doing it, the floodgates of his resistance finally worn down enough to collapse completely. 

This horny little body just needed the big strong man in front of him too much. 

“Please…” It came out as barely a whisper, but Derek knew by the smirk that his plea had been heard loud and clear. 

“Please what?”

Derek knew the answer, they both did. Neither knew how, but the next words out of Derek’s mouth weren’t a surprise to either of them.

“Please Daddy…”

3 months later…

Leon and Derek were out to dinner one evening three months later to celebrate. It had been a bumpy road to where they were now, but they got there. The news had come out a month or two in that there was likely no going back to who they used to be, but by the time that happened it was welcome news to both men. Lindsey had started going by Leon instead after a few weeks had passed, the name feeling far more fitting with each load the new man shot inside his boy’s ass. He’d lost quite a few years whilst Derek had gained a fair few, but Leon found himself enjoying everything about their new life as the weeks went by.

He was powerful and strong, had the respect of everyone around him that he could never quite garner as a young woman in the current world, and Leon had some ideas he was going to use this body to put in motion. He hadn’t told Derek yet, but he’d been working on getting their family back together in whatever state they were now in. Just because he was nearly 20 years older and gay now, didn’t mean he’d totally forgotten about Lindsey and her family. 

“Daddy, what’re you thinking about?” A soft voice said from across the table. 

That was the other thing. Derek had taken to his new submissive role like a duck to water once he’d let himself give in to what his body wanted. Being called Daddy all the time came as a surprise at first, but it felt oddly right after he’d given it a chance; the fact that Derek couldn’t stop himself despite how hard he tried helped force him to get used to it too. 

Derek blushed and glanced away, but loved the casual affection nevertheless. “Thanks Daddy… I love you too.” 

The pair had evolved past who they used to be after weeks of fucking and cuddling with the new instincts and desires that plagued the new bodies, but had grown comfortable and phappy together as a Daddy and his boy. 

To be continued…?

The Great Shift:Modern Family - Part 1

Hey all! This idea came about from a chat I had with @thegreatstoryteller, so I hope you enjoy it! Yes this is part 1, so there will be more of it before long.

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The Great Shift was a disastrous event for many people. Suddenly thrust into another random body at the whims of the universe in some freak cosmic accident, many lives were irreparably changed as the world adjusted to the new status quo. People were still trying to work out the cause of the strange phenomenon, but until they did, many people were stuck in the new lives they had woken up in, forced to get used to their new reality. Among them were the Haversford family, and this is their story...

Nathan - Son

Nathan had woken up like it was any other day when the shift had happened. Something felt wrong as he rolled over and reached towards the nightstand on the left side of the bed, only to be met with a solid wall. Frowning, he opened his eyes and was indeed met with a solid wall where one side of his double bed should be. Not only that, but the hand against the wall looked wrong. His still tired brain couldn’t quite process what he was seeing; he could’ve sworn his hand looked larger and darker than it should have, but that wasn’t possible. 

The strangeness only continued when he went to roll out of the other side of the bed and stand up. His whole body felt heavier as he swung his legs off the edge of the bed and looked around the room. This room definitely wasn’t his. Everything from the sports posters on the walls to the tank tops and jock straps covering the floor was wrong, and that was if he ignored that the size and layout of the room was also wrong. He hadn’t been drinking last night; it had just been the usual Haversford family game night; tacos and an intense game of Monopoly that’d he ended up losing to his mother wouldn’t lead to whatever was happening now.

He stood, swaying slightly at the unfamiliar weight he was somehow carrying as he made his way over to the large mirror that covered what must be the wardrobe. What he saw there was not what he had expected. Instead of the usual average white guy, Nathan was met with bulging muscle and dark skin.

It wasn’t until he checked the phone he found by the bed an hour later that he found out what was actually going on. Thankfully, it had unlocked with his fingerprint, but he had to wrestle with it for several minutes to switch the language over to English from whatever it had been before. The local news websites, which to his relief his phone could translate, were all talking about an event being called ‘The Great Shift’. Apparently, it was some cosmic phenomenon that scientists had been warning about, one that randomly swapped people into different bodies. That would certainly go a long way to explaining things for Nathan; he was in someone else’s body in a totally different part of the world. And to make it worse, he was stuck not knowing the language. This wasn’t going to be easy. 

~~~

Nathan had been right that very first day. It hadn’t been easy for him, or anyone else caught up in The Great Shift. With all the chaos, many people were simply stranded in their new lives with no way back to who they used to be. 

For Nathan, that had meant he spent a lot of time at the gym working out his new body. He wasn’t sure about it at first, but he felt bad not looking after the stranger's body when he didn’t know how long he’d be in it. So he stumbled his way through the gym five days a week. Thankfully, his body seemed to remember the routine well enough, because despite the feeling of dread when he walked in that first time, he found it went a lot better than he expected it to. 

He grew to like the gym a lot over the weeks. Not only did the burn as he lifted and pushed his new body to its limits feel good, but he didn’t have to worry about talking to anyone. The language barrier was still very much a thing for Nathan, one he’d basically given up on getting over. He had quite the surprise when he found out his new body was some type of model, but once he realised all he had to do was stand around and look hot, he’d breathed a sigh of relief. Between that and working out, he didn’t need to worry about communicating all that much, so beyond the basics he was glad to not have to worry about learning a whole new language. 

~~~

It had been around three weeks for Nathan when he found himself working out in the gym one afternoon when someone caught his attention. Usually, he didn’t pay too much attention to the others when he was working out, but this guy was clearly struggling. He had an impressive body, there was no doubt about that, but quite obviously didn’t know how to use it. Someone else caught up in the shift?

He wasn’t going to do anything, but he couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy. Nathan sighed as he set his own weights down and hurried over to the guy whose ass he couldn’t help but stare at. When he got there, he wordlessly started correcting the man’s form with the bar he was using to do squats; he wasn’t bothered to try and talk to him, especially if he was correct about this being another shift victim. 

There was an understanding and gratefulness in the hunk’s eyes when Nathan gave him a nod to continue, slight corrections made to his posture and grip on the bar as the guy went through his next set.

He was far better this time than the set Nathan had watched from afar, so much so that by the time he set the bar back down on the rack Nathan gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder and a thumbs up. The stranger returned the friendly gesture with a wide grin and said what Nathan understood meant ‘thank you’ in whatever country he had ended up in. Perhaps this was the beginning of a new friendship for him?

Kelly - Mother

To say Kelly wasn’t a morning person was an understatement. She had trouble sleeping on a normal day, so when she woke up feeling slightly odd that morning, she just chalked it up to a bad night as always. Between the lack of sleep and no coffee, it was hardly a surprise that she hadn’t noticed the major difference in her body, even as she stumbled through the unfamiliar room towards the bathroom. It was roughly similar in layout to the one she was used to, so her tired brain still navigated towards where she needed to go to start off her usual morning routine of showering whilst her husband made coffee. 

Something about the bathroom felt off as Kelly walked in, but not enough for her to notice anything majorly wrong yet. It wasn’t until the water was running and she stepped inside that she noticed what was wrong. Her body felt wrong as strangely large hands roamed over it, bigger and thicker than she remembered. It was nothing like it should be. She looked down and had to throw a hand over her mouth to stifle the scream that she almost let out at the sight of what was hanging between her legs.

She had a cock, and not just any cock either. Long and thick and dark, with hairy balls that hung behind it to match. A quick exploration of the rest of her body confirmed what she had seen; her breasts were gone, replaced by hard bulging pecs that matched the rest of her now massive frame. And she was darker all over too, a rich tone that wasn’t even close to the tan she had been working on. 

Shower forgotten, she climbed out and picked up the nearest towel. She had instinctively gone to wrap it around her chest, but soon realised that would be a lot harder now, so opted for her waist instead, like her husband usually did. 

There was no denying it. By some strange twist of reality, there was a man looking back at her from out of the mirror. And now she was getting hard at the sight of him- “Oh shit.” She said in her new deeper voice when she realised she was getting turned on; the towel wouldn’t cover her up much longer at this rate. The sound of her own voice did nothing to help the growing hardness that was threatening to break free of the hastily tied towel, the unmistakably male voice shot right through her, not that her body fit that pronoun right now. 

~~~

Initially, Kelly refused to leave the house, too worried about being seen. But after several days of her self-imposed isolation, she hadn’t been able to avoid the news of what had happened. Some Great Shift that did the same to many other people as it had done to her. There was a comfort in the knowledge that she wasn’t the only one that had woken up in a different country in a new body, a body she still refused to acknowledge to touch if she didn’t have to. She worried for her family though, deeply. She didn’t have the first idea of how to contact them. After all, even if she called the house, there was no way of knowing whether they’d been switched too, and if they had, then she’d never be able to find them. 

It took the pre-prepared food in the fridge running out for her to venture outside for the first time. Clearly whoever’s body this was took good care of himself. Meal prepping several days in advance had given Kelly an excuse to not need to leave. It had been a surprise just how much this body could eat, almost double what she was used to. She counted herself lucky that she was a good cook and had a decent memory. She had no idea how much someone like this guy needed to eat, so relying on what she remembered from the past few days, meals would have to suffice. 

There were still a few things, however, that she still couldn’t bring herself to do. No matter how many mornings she woke up with her cock rock hard between her legs, she couldn’t give her body the sexual relief it needed. It felt like a line she couldn’t cross, not without admitting to herself that she really was a man now. Then there was working out. This body needed it, but every time she’d got his gym stuff together and ready to go she chickened out, too worried about making a fool of herself before she even attempted to set foot inside. 

~~~

Two weeks passed with the same routine of feeding her body and avoiding anything else. She tried her hardest to keep her identity separate from the man she saw in the mirror. The mental separation between body and mind was the only thing keeping her from relenting. It was always there in the back of her mind, that need to give in, jerk off and just accept the new masculinity for what it was. 

It took another week before she caved. 

There was no particular reason for it, but one morning she woke up, hard as always, and just went for it without thinking. Large hand wrapped around her length, hard fast strokes as orgasm built rapidly. It took seconds. Seconds before balls pulled tight and cum flooded out of her cock in blissful waves. HIS cock. She couldn’t keep up the idea that she was a woman now when she’d just done that. Maybe it was the weeks of feeling it there that had led to the unprompted jerk off session, but there was no going back now. At least for now, Kelly was a man. 

The long, prolonged trip to the gym came later that day. If Kelly was going to do this, she, he, was going to do it right. And that included taking care of this body properly. The only issue was, despite this body knowing what it was doing, Kelly didn’t. The exercises came easily enough, but they were harder than he knew this body should find them. 

He was halfway through his second set of squats when Kelly felt a set of hands against his hips. With the weight he was holding, he didn’t have time to look to see who it was, but he could feel the guy adjusting his form with every rep. He was grateful for the help, and he tried to show as much at the end of the set with a friendly smile and an awkward ‘thank you’. He’d been so focused on denying the reality of being a man for the time being he hadn't even thought about learning whatever the local language was, besides the odd phrase like ‘hello’ and ‘thank you’ that had come up often enough on his few trips outside for him to recognise. 

Whoever this guy was, he had been nice enough to lend a hand and was gorgeous too. Kelly felt bad for being attracted to someone that wasn’t his husband, but who knows how long this would go on for? And this body clearly liked the guy too; he still wasn’t used to having his arousal so clearly on display now he had a cock.

3 months later…

Nathan and Kelly had hit it off better than either had expected. Communication was still difficult for the pair; both assumed the other didn’t speak English, and that barrier had kept them from finding out each other’s former identities. It hadn’t been all bad, though. As they’d become more immersed, they had both picked up enough of the language to hold basic conversations. Nathan had understood enough to know Kelly hadn’t been a man before this, and he was all too happy to show the new man all the ways around a male body when the pair had inevitably given in to their attraction to each other. They had only grown closer as the weeks passed, their romantic attraction unknowingly built on top of the bond that neither knew already existed. They worked out together almost every day, hung out together; Kelly even helped Nathan with his meal prep to keep their borrowed bodies in peak physical condition. 

A news broadcast one morning ‌shattered the almost blissful few months they had spent together, as blissful as they could be given the circumstances. It was an update on The Great Shift, the now infamous event that had thrown the world into chaos. 

“Fuck!” Kelly shouted as it finally became clear what the presenter had been trying to communicate. There was no going back, no way of reversing the shift and returning to who they used to be. “My only chance of seeing them again…” He muttered as he turned away from the TV.

Nathan frowned. That had been English, right? He wasn’t hearing things? “Wait, did you just speak English?” He asked, unable to hide the hopeful edge to his voice. 

Kelly whirled around, eyes wide as he nodded furiously. “Yeah, it was! Did we really never think of trying that?” He chuckled. 

Nathan moved closer, arms rested over the other man’s shoulders. “We’re idiots, total idiots.” He grinned. Only moments later, that grin softened when he remembered what Kelly had said to cause the revelation. “What did you mean your last chance? Family?”

Kelly nodded solemnly. “Husband, son and daughter. I know we’ve got to make the best of it, and it’s been fun, but I can’t help but miss them, you know?” Kelly sighed, but there was a wistful smile on his face. “Derek and I had been together since he spilled half a bottle of wine over me at a dinner party, trying to show off and open it with some fancy sword, only to shatter it completely.” 

Alarm raced through Nathan. He knew that story. He’d heard it thousands of times. Nathan leapt away from Kelly as if he’d been burnt; that was the story of how his parents met after all. “Wait, mom??” 

Kelly frowned. “Nathan? Nathan Haversford?” He questioned, voice hesitant as he let his eyes roam over his supposed son’s body. 

Nathan could barely bring himself to nod in response, too stunned to do anything else. 

Kelly couldn’t figure out how to react. On the one hand, he was overjoyed to see his son again, but embarrassed as hell at everything that had happened between them in the last three months. They had grown close and had a lot of hot sex, and Nathan had been so good at helping Kelly adjust to the new male body. Kelly had even become used to it, the cock between his legs left like it belonged there now. 

“This is all too weird.” Kelly said after a couple of moments of tense silence passed between them.

Nathan scoffed. “You can say that again. All this time I’ve been helping my mother adjust to being a muscled, gym obsessed dude. Fuck.”

“You did a pretty good job of it.” Kelly said with a shrug. “I’ve, umm, kind of enjoyed this time as a man. Didn’t think I would but…” He trailed off, unwilling to finish what he was saying.

Nathan hadn’t been able to stop staring. All this time, all the gym sessions and the long nights fucking, that had all been with his mother. But was the man in front of him and the woman who raised him really the same person? There were obviously similarities sure, but Kelly had grown so much in the last few months. He carried himself with more confidence than he’d previously had, embraced being called a man even. And now they were stuck this way, maybe it was time to move on from who they’d been before.

He took a step forward, then another. He knew what he was doing was a bad idea, but as he reached out and rested his arms over Kelly’s shoulders, he thought maybe this was a bad idea they would both actually enjoy. “Well if you’re enjoying it, maybe we should continue?”

“We can’t really do this, can we?” Kelly said, nervous but aroused as their lips drifted closer together. 

“I mean, you heard them on the news, we’re never going back to who we used to be. I’m not Nathan, and you’re definitely not Kelly. We’re not related anymore, not Haversford’s. Now we’re just two hot black studs and have been for months now.” With that said, Nathan closed the distance; their lips crashed together in a fierce kiss. 

Kelly was hesitant at first, he let his son kiss him without returning it. But as the seconds passed, he thought about how enjoyable the last few months had actually been, and how good the lips against his own felt. “Fuck it. Goodbye Kelly.” He whispered against the other man’s lips before he slid his arms down to wrap around his new lover’s waist. Was this a mistake? Probably. But it’s not like either of them could do anything about the situation now. 

To be continued…

One should truly be faithful to one partner at a time. I know I’m handsome and quite manly so I tend to get many girls to my side and in bed. This however would bring me misery especially when the swap satellite hit my area and just the time where my trio of girlfriends knew of each other, who the heck would place a women's salon to a gym.

So now Abigail, Marie and Tanya all confronted me with their now imposing bodies which was way bigger than me in height and muscles. Weird thing is that they didn’t “break-up” with me but made me their servant till they’re satisfied I guess

Superman + Ugolnikov + Lins

The once little twink now towered and being revered by the one beneath him he had absorbed the size and power of the third but still thirsts for growth and after their little worship session he would take from the other.

Growth-Inc has made a new product “growth in a can” (smoke edition)

This one was particularly liked by the masses because of how fun it can be used in parties and events. One thing to note is that this product needs somewhere well ventilated due its effect continuing as long as the smoke is seen.

There was gay modeling event where this gas was used and afterwards there were giant muscle models and guests that blew out of the building. Be careful when using it folks

Look how blank his face is, can’t believe that hypnosis worked so well on him. Ken here made fun of it so I put him in a trance and told him to exercise and grow. What I didn't account for was how strong it affected him and just an hour of exercising he looks like someone who bodybuilds for years.

Think I can leave him for a few more hours and see how big he’ll really get, maybe put him in a deeper trance and orders

Dude you should’ve skipped out on work today and went with us!

Look how big we got and it’s all thanks to the Growth-Inc pop up stall giving out free samples and boy did we get them. We even got the videos of people who took them including us!

Oh you thought we got you some? Sorry about that but we were the final customers that got those samples. Don’t worry though we’re still your best buds just bigger stronger and manlier than anyone you met. 

Alfi Polly

My boyfriend is a big guy but mostly chubby I tend to make fun of it and he’d brush it off. When I was away for a business trip he said he’d surprise me when I came back.

On my arrival at home I saw he was wearing his old jacket which looked tighter than usual so I told him to lay off some food for a while but then he turned to face me and slowly unzipped his jacket. As the zipper went down I saw luscious pecs and formed thick abs and when he took it all off I saw how huge everything got massive shoulders and bulging biceps all around as he flexed. 

My mouth gaped and was trying to ask how but he told me first “Not so fat anymore eh” with a big smile on his face

Jake Mclennen

My boyfriend Jay and I went to the gym for some exercise. I’m the bodybuilder type and went for some heavier weights while he went for cardio. I don’t know why but throughout the day I kept bumping into this small dude and every time we’d get more annoyed by each other. On the final encounter he flew far and almost hit his head and that’s where he cursed me to feel like he did and he stormed off.

Meeting up with Jay I felt a cold chill and while looking at Jay I saw that he was growing. With every move he got bigger, slowly but surely he grew and surpassed me and then some more it was so surreal but no one else but me noticed this happening. When he was done was walking towards me and my god he was huge way taller and wider than me, honestly I didn’t know if I felt scared or excited but soon after he tripped and hit me hard.

He was sorry and was able to scoop me up with ease, lifting me while my feet left dangling way up in the air and kissed me. Seems the curse changed him to be clumsy but not everything is bad. I can somewhat get used I hope while looking at my boyfriends junk that looks inhumane.

-This coffee tastes different today what’d you put in it? 

--Just something that would help you in your new construction job

-Wha whats happening I feel funny like my body is gonna explode ugh

--Oooh its finally taking effect

-I’m growing look how big I’m getting my arms just burst from my sleeves and my shirt got torn. My pants feel a whole lot tighter and am I getting taller? What the hell is happening!

--Don’t be so dramatic I know you’re loving this. I just gave you some mystic herb powder from a friends connection.

-I mean I do love this but aren’t I getting a bit too big? I’m a whole lot bigger than the biggest guy at the site and he isn’t small by any means. Look my hands can almost reach the ceiling and I’m still inching up.

--I think my friend told me to use the powder sparingly but I didn’t expect a teaspoon full will do this.

-We have to do something quick or else I’m gonna bust out of our home.

Nick was your average office worker that loved going to the gym always pushing himself to be bigger but his genetics didn't allow much. One day the head swap incident happened good thing he was at the gym because with luck he got swapped with the tallest and biggest person currently there. He was giddy that his desire came true and ran back to his house. There he would explore every inch of HIS new body and more.

Nikita Tkachuk

Just after prejudging, Antoine’s coach said he might need a touch up on his tan. He shucked his trunks, donned a cock sock and walked into the tanning tent, completely unaware that outside, a furtive passerby was sprinkling a special powder on the still-warm trunks.

Afterward, Antoine slipped on his posers and started pumping up his muscles again. As he worked up a light sweat, the enchanted powder worked its way into his bloodstream. The massive bodybuilder felt pleasantly warm, a tingling emanating out from his tightly packed posers to the rest of his Herculean frame.

Feeling dizzy, he sipped some water and headed to the restroom. The posers felt tight for some reason. His head was swimming—but he felt so good. He needed to lie down. His knees felt weak. He leaned against the bathroom wall and let out a soft moan as he basked in a long, slow orgasm that washed over his whole body. His eyes closed, he had no idea that his body was dwindling, his muscle mass evaporating as his big body compacted into a smaller, prettier form, his spraytan fading to pale.

“The fuck am I doing here?” he said, looking around. Had he blacked out? Sometimes he smoked with his Johns, but last thing he remembered was... nothing. Why was he in this weird bathroom in these shiny little panties?

Outside the bathroom, Antoine recognized the hotel but didn’t remember why he was there. He passed by his coach, who was searching for him but didn’t recognize the tiny lost-looking prettyboy as his massive champion. Antoine didn’t even recognize the man.

As he wandered away, unbelievably self-conscious as gigantic tanned behemoths stomped by, towering over him, he had a flash—the Cali Pro! He was competing! He saw his coach across the hall, then looked down at his unfamiliar form. How had he gotten so small and scrawny?

“Coach!” Antoine shouted, and the man turned, but dismissed the unfamiliar little fuckboy immediately. Antoine knew he would have to work to identify himself—but when he an unbelievably thick hand landed on his shoulder, he felt tingles rippling through his lithe body. He turned, recognizing Maxx Charles—his competitor! “Maxx!” Antoine said. His voice was so thin and light! How could he prove to this gigantic muscle beast that he was really Antoine Vaillant—that he was supposed to be the same size!

“Hey, you the guy my manager hired?” Maxx said. The deep voice made Antoine’s head spin. His life as Antoine Vaillant, Canadian bodybuilder, felt further away as he basked in the size and smell of this enormous muscle stud.

“Yes,” Antoine said. That was right, wasn’t it? He was there to service this huge bodybuilder after the competition.

(No! He was there to compete—he was supposed to beat Maxx! But how could that be possible?)

Maxx slid his hotel key into the little guy’s hand. Antoine wanted to protest, to beg Maxx to help him, but he couldn’t. The idea of meeting the gargantuan man back in his hotel room was overwhelming him. He throbbed with need. He practically sprinted to Maxx’s room—and when the hulk came back, having won the overall (since Antoine never appeared), Antoine was lying seductively on Maxx’s bed.

Every so often, Antoine’s real identity asserted itself, but his life as this pretty little rent boy would seep back in. Antoine spent the entire night serving this huge muscle god with no idea that it had been Maxx who doctored up Antoine’s little trunks all along.

I absolutely love your content but where can find more from other creators?

Some of the best inanimate blogs and blogs that sometimes write about inanimate scenarios sometimes or rarely here on tumblr are:

@southern-god1

@bizzhideaway

@baranchik3

@inanimatefan

@imsuitedforyou

@worldofdirtyimagination

https://thetfchangingroom.tumblr.com/

@maletfs

https://linxiaopei.tumblr.com/

Sylen's Mystical Menagerie and Potions emporium

PJ World of Transformation

@transformee

@cooperstfranch

@tfcaptions

@worldofdirtyimagination

@aandf21

https://sxssybaby-writing.tumblr.com/

https://0vorenation0.tumblr.com/

@brandedx2

Other external sources I like:

Cockatrices Story Index

The Dirty Spiders’s Stories

AlexDomPup Stories

Inanimate Paradise Discord Server

VoreNation Fantasy World Discord Server

Cock Transformation Discord Server

“Chronivac Version 4.0″ (TF in general, But there's many inanimate branches in there)

Coiledfist (Macrophilia website, but there's some great inanimate tf stories on it)

Shindan Inanimate Generator (check inanimate tag for other inanimate shindans)

https://unidentified-tf.github.io/TF-Generator/

https://bizzhideaway.home.blog/

https://mrcavanaughstories.wordpress.com/tag/inanimate-tf/

At “Freaky Fitness” you don’t have to do any work–the big, musclebound trainers swap bodies with you and work out for you! What could possibly go wrong? Lots of bodyswap goodness here!

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My husband has been insisting on topping me in bed I was happy to oblige but even though I love him his body didn't spark my wanting to bottom, we tried blindfolding and some toys but nope. Even though I love him I can only see myself topping him and deep down confessed that I maybe having someone bigger than me could help.

We didn’t speak much about it and continued our lives. One day however he calls me to go to the gym I thought it was weird seeing he doesn’t like the gym and he sounded to have a cold. At the gym there was nobody else but one man doing bicep curls I walked over to him to ask where my husband could be but when I saw his face it was my husbands but more manly and even grew facial hair.

I gawked at his presence he had grown maybe a head or two above me and his muscles which were big he flexed them  bigger. He asked me if this could make me bottom for him and I could only nod. He carried me like like I weighed nothing and felt something hitting my back he could only smile and say I was going for a rough experience.

I hated going back home especially when that Swap Satellite hit my hometown. My sister was hit by it and when she came back she was this hunk of a man. At first she was the same with being meek and somewhat of a pushover but as time passed she got more assertive and dominant showing off her body and newfound strength and comparing herself to my dad and I. 

Lately she’s been bringing men over and is always loud when they go to her room and we can’t do anything about it since she now more or less owns the house. I do hope she snaps out of it and calms down.

"Sure, let me take your picture,"

Said of course has no idea that Stanley was in fact left unconscious in his own room while the one who took his picture was an impostor, and a very cunning one at posing as someone else, all thanks to the phone camera that impostor own

Jonny is a 19 years old college dropout who received a blessing of a lifetime as he found a phone left behind inside a bathroom of a night club. The phone has no security features whatsover and a quick look through some of the files revealed certain private information of the owner, including a series of hot guys pictures which led to Jonny assuming that the owner is gay. Much to his surprise, when he clicked on the pictures, he experienced the transformation into the perfect replica of the person in the pictures, and this happened multiple times in multiple bodies.

Ever since that fateful day of knowing the power held by him, Jonny ensured to capture all celebrity and good-looking people he wished to look like, and that includes the unsuspecting Said as the latest victim

As Jonny returned to the confine of his dorm room, he eagerly clicked on the picture he took earlier of Said and then not even 10 seconds later, a replica of Said is already in the bathroom, Jonny's reflection now showing a Middle Eastern rough daddy rather than an adorable and yet highly muscular buff Canadian guy.

"A much needed change in scenery," Jonny said as he smirked while exploring his rugged muscular body now under his possession with his meaty and calloused fingers

Not Planning Things Through

“R-right now!?” Hank held up his hand. “Wait! Don’t you—” But he could already feel the growth running through him. The average built college student was rapidly undergoing a transformation. Instantly every part of him started to bulk up. His arms doubled in size. Muscle built upon muscle to give him massive biceps that bodybuilders would dream of. It was the same with his triceps. With the lightest of flexes, a strong horseshoe shape bulged from behind his arm.

Each one of his fingers grew to be able to hold heavier weight. His shoulders grew incredibly broad and round while his chest pushed far out in front of him. Underneath them, his abs formed 6 thick blocks. Each one defined without even flexing.

It was the same with his legs as they bulged with muscle and power. His quads grew to unbelievable proportions while his ass pushed far out behind him. yet, he still maintained a thin waist. Pants would be a problem as each of his legs was far thicker than the average man, and the thinness of his waist would make it hard to find any that would fit him properly.

Hank glared at his friend. “Now what am I supposed to do about clothes?” He quickly grabbed a sheet off his bed to cover him up. Their dorm room was pretty small, but they still had that.

Matt pulled up his phone and started typing. “Done. You never wore clothes before. Now you don’t need them at all.” His smile widened as he watched the sheet fall from Hank’s hands. The cock he’d been covering up was amazing. Thick and long, running halfway down Hank’s thick leg.

“I guess you’re right…” Hank felt the second set of memories taking over. He could remember walking around proudly in the nude in his less than stellar form. Now there was definitely no reason to cover up. His hands naturally started to explore the muscles over his chest. It felt so normal but different. Never had he had such firm and large pecs to run his hands across. Nor had he ever felt the power held tightly in his biceps. Each muscle was firm and strong. Even as he gripped them, they barely moved. Blood pumped faster through his body, filling his hardening cock. What already looked large, only grew as it pointed directly at Matt. “Now those frat guys won’t know what hit them. You think it’ll work?”

“D-dude! Of course it’ll work,” Matt stammer. His free hand was absentmindedly rubbing his own penis as he looked up and down the other man. “I made you so sexy that straight guys wouldn’t be able to say no to you.”

“Oh?” Hank raised an eyebrow.

“Now I just have to do me and we can—”

“No,” Hank said. Matt stopped typing in his phone. A grin appeared on his handsome face. He watched as Matt’s fingers tried to touch his phone’s screen but couldn’t seem to do so.

“Wh-what do you mean no?”

“I don’t think you need to change. Actually, you don’t want to change,” Hank said. He watched as Matt’s eyes shifted back and forth. Clearly trying to deny that he didn’t want to change. They had agreed to change together. To go to the frat party and steal all the girls. But Hank was feeling something different. “Give me your phone.” Hank held out his hand.

Matt struggled as he gave Hank the phone. “But—”

“But what? You wouldn’t want to show up this body, would you?” Hank threw up a flex watching his muscles bulge. Matt’s eyes followed perfectly as his mouth hung slightly agape. His head shook side to side at the inference. “Of course not. I can already see how much you want to feel these hard muscles.” Matt slowly nodded. His hands reached out but paused. “Go on. Don’t keep me waiting,” Hank ordered.

Matt flung himself into Hank’s body. His hands landed on his firm chest, groping it. “Oh gawd…” he moaned. It was deep and sensual. A long breath escaped him as though he’d been holding it for a long time. Matt’s hands continued to rub against the other man’s smooth skin.

“That’s it,” Hank goaded. “You feel more turned on than you ever have.” Matt couldn’t say no to the implication. His body reacted and he could feel his cock throbbing in his shorts. Hank smirked as he watched the desperation to please him from Matt only seemed to grow. Matt’s body started to rub up against him, almost as though to obey the command to the absolute best of his ability. “Alright,” Hank placed his hand on top of Matt’s head. “Do you want to suck my cock?”

Slowly, Matt nodded. “But… I’ve never done it before…”

Hank bellowed out a laugh. “It’s alright buddy,” he said. “I can fix that.” He pulled out Matt’s phone and pulled up the Chronivac. “Just go ahead and get started.” Matt’s hands slid down his firm muscles as he dropped down to his knees. His mouth hung open as he tried to lick at the thick cock pointed at him.

It took a moment but he felt like he was starting to get the hang of it. Matt’s lips kissed the head of Hank’s penis and then opened around it as he slid it inside his mouth. “That’s it,” Hank moaned. The grip of his hand tightened around the back of Matt’s head. “Keep—Going—”

The unexpected compliment, followed by the encouraging touch, sent Matt over. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to please another man. His body couldn’t help itself as it finished faster than Matt had ever before. Yet, he still had a mission. Hank’s firm hand still laid on the back of his head as he suckled on the thick cock inside his mouth. His lips slid back and forth, sending the cock to the back of his throat.

“Soooo gooood…” Hank praised.

Matt felt his body jerk again. His eyes went wide. His fingers clawed at the ground. ‘I finished again?!’ But he knew he had as it started to drip down his own leg. And somehow it felt even better than before. He let out a moan as he continued to suck on the rod inside his mouth. Never in his life did Matt think it would feel this good to please another man, but right now he couldn’t stop. Each moan exuded by Hank set him off just a little more. He could already feel his cock hardening again while Hank’s throbbed inside his mouth.

Each lick set the big muscular man just a little closer to the edge. Hank’s strong hands squeezed tightly as though to hold it off as long as possible. But it was getting to be too much. His body jerked several times, fucking the inside of his roommate’s mouth. Yet, Matt swallowed the massive loads with an untold amount of greed. “That’s a good boy,” Hank praised again.

For a third time, Matt unloaded in his shorts. He couldn’t help it. Each compliment just seemed to set him off. The strong commanding nature of Hank’s voice was far sexier than he even imagined possible. Though, his body fell after the experience. It was too much. His body had never experienced such sexual bliss. And he almost felt like his body was going to force him in a round 4.

“That’s alright,” Hank made sure his friend didn’t hit the dorm room floor too hard. Then picked him up. “You can rest. I’ll go have enough fun with the frat guys for the two of us.” He waved the Chronivac in his hand as he turned the lights off and left their room.

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