So Me A Guy And My Friends Who Were Girls Were Going On A Trip Abroad Then Journey To Various Places.

So me a guy and my friends who were girls were going on a trip abroad then journey to various places.

I had concerns that I voiced out. I mean they were very feminine and petite, whereas I'm average as a guy (okay less than average and gay).

They assured me that I'd be feeling 100% safe throughout the trip. When we landed we went to a bathroom absent of people and I wait outside of it.

I was surprised when hands grabbed me and was now facing two huge and muscular men.

"Surprised you huh" both said in sync with deep and booming voices. I could only gape and nod while looking up.

They chuckled and reassured me again that we'll be safe the whole time. They even gave me some flexes and let me touch them a bit.

I think I should watch over them and teach them a but being male, it was funny how their habits were coming out now and then. I just hope their needs weren't as high as they were big, although deep in my mind I feel I'll have the best trip in my life.

Literal Body Swap - Mid 30s “Twink”

My dorky little brother thought I was crazy wanting to give up my body to him. Not to brag, but I’d won several local and state bodybuilding competitions and had me a nice following on Instagram. It was fun, all that attention, but it never really felt like it was truly who I was.

I sort of fell into bodybuilding when I was in the military, a bit of peer pressure from some of the guys in my unit but a good way to bond with one another. It wasn’t until a few years after I realized the only reason I was hanging out with those guys so much was because I was gay and had a bit of a crush on a few of them. But deep down inside, I still saw myself as a skinny guy – even when I looked in the mirror and saw my massively muscular body, I realized I spent the last fifteen years running away from who I really wanted to be.

My little brother had a similar problem with body image issues. As you can see, he actually had himself a pretty nice body for as young as he was. He was pretty skinny all through high school, that’s true, but when he saw how big his older brother had gotten, he started hitting the gym too, hoping one day to be as big as his brother – never realizing all that time that I looked at his lean ripped body with the same envy he looked at mine.

He just started freshman year of college this past fall, seems to be doing well with it, but then he was always the smart one. I guess now he’ll have the brains and the brawn! That’ll probably take some getting used to, but he’s been training with me over the last few years, so I’m sure he’ll be fine with my 35 year old muscular body, keeping up my routine and all that stuff.

Meanwhile, now that I finally look like what I feel like inside, I’ve gotten more relaxed and even found a new boyfriend who absolutely loves my little brother’s twink body, especially his tight twink ass. Phew, it’s definitely been getting one hell of a workout lately! And I just love to stroke my new teen cock as I ride his thick dick until I shoot my own little brother’s sperm all over his hairy chest and abs.

I don’t expect my little brother to beg for this body back, at least I hope he never does, because for once in my life, I feel like I can really be myself.

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TF Therapy: Lenore

“Um, excuse me. Is this the right place? I’m looking for Dr. Eric Chang? My name is uh…” Lenore hesitated for a second, the deep voice coming out giving pause. If this wasn’t the right place then this would be very awkward indeed.

Dr. Eric Chang smiled warmly. “It most certainly is. Please. Come inside, it’s coming down real hard out there.” The doctor urged his client inside, as Lenore looked around the comfortably warm with awe. “Sorry if you had trouble finding this place,” the doctor continued. “It’s… secluded to say the least. But that’s more for the benefit of privacy for our clients. Normally my receptionist assists with the client welcomes, but he’s got today off.”

As the doctor continued making small talk, Lenore continued to have her mouth agape at the building they were in. The building outside seemed small and non descript, but the rooms here were very spacious and luxurious. They entered a very nice waiting room and Dr. Chang was leading the two of them into his office where were several comfortable loungers, a couch, and even a small cot.

“Now I know a bit about your case already, but before I begin I’d like to ask you what you’d like to be called and what pronouns you’d like me to use.” 

Once again Lenore was startled, but this time by the doctor’s candor. “Well… I still go by Lenore… and I… I… am still  kind of figuring out the pronoun part out. Can we just use ‘they’ for now?”

The doctor nodded and made note of that in a file he opened up. “Alright then. -Lenore Pei-Lin, as you know I’m the doctor assigned to your case after your incident. As a disclaimer I am not a government employee nor am I beholden to anything other than your well being. Anything you’d like to say to me will be considered confidential and not leave this room.”

“That’s… reassuring. The agent didn’t really explain this whole process… everything feels so new still. Just that he thinks you’d be able to help. That you’re a specialist for this kind of thing.” Lenore sat down at one of the loungers and nervously shuffled their feet. They looked down and couldn’t seem to look away almost as if they were still marveling at how large they were.

“Well I am a therapist. I suppose you could say well being is my specialty, especially for victims of unexpected transformation. Would you be willing to tell me about how your change occurred? I have a brief summary in my files, but I’ve found individuals verbalizing their experience helpful for both of us.”

Lenore took a deep breath in and sighed. “Yeah. I can do that. I guess it all started when I started participating in the archaeology department’s field research. I’ve… lived quite a life. Wore many hats in my 60 years. I always had a thirst for knowledge and learning. My late husband would always say I had a dictionary for a brain and an engine for a heart!” Lenore found themselves letting a smile slip through. 

“That’s always great to here. Many people seeking higher levels of education at any age is always admirable.” Dr. Chang replied.

Lenore nodded. “Why thank you very much. I wasn’t always encouraged so much to learn new things, but after I retired I thought it would be fun. Deciding to study various collegiate subjects reinvigorated my thirst for life in the last 10 years. I was on my 4th year working with the Archaeology Department when we the professor invited me to a trip abroad. I was the oldest one there to be sure, but quite healthy mind you. Professor Mendel… he loved how I had such an attention for detail… I was quite good at categorizing and organizing any new findings at the excavation site.” The demeanor of Lenore quickly changed as the words left their mouth. 

“You’re doing very well Lenore. Thank you for sharing all of this. We can take a break if you’d like, but if you’re willing to continue I would love to hear the rest.”

With a big gulp Lenore nodded.  They rubbed their large hands over their heavily stubbled face and the warmth of the room caused them to remove their hood and take off their jacket, revealing a large muscular frame barely contained in tight shirt. Each deep breath revealing pecs threatening to split the very fabric holding them back.

“I’m ok. I can do this. Anyway we were at a site where a large underground tomb was once held. Time and weather and removed most of its underground contents, but there were still a few items of note there. The strange part was how it seemed to have  a strange mural depicting languages of indigenous people all over the world. Languages used at the time, but not common to the area. A true sociological and archaeological discovery. Only problem was… the items… It was obvious some looked quite valuable… and a few people were…. a bit overzealous in their removal of one strange one. A weird marble sized jewel… plucked from a staff. After that… well that’s where the accident happened.”

“You’re referring to the earthquake your team’s field equipment recorded?” Dr. Chang inquired.

However, Lenore just shook her head. “No… it was no earthquake we could feel the earth groaning as if it was growling at us… we all tried to run away, but the marble… it was doing something. I kept shooting out this weird pulse of violet energy. No one knew what was going on, but everyone started… changing into each other. It’s not like one moment I was one place and then another… no…my entire body was… changing. I am…. or was… a rather small Asian woman. Plump from my older years and many child births. But that small stone… it changed me. My entire form felt like it was made of growing melting wax. I was wearing my hiking boots that day and they barely stood a chance against these huge feet that were growing. I’m still getting used to walking around with men’s size 16. Add on to that the extra foot in height brining me up to 6′4 and the over 100lbs of muscles and you can see why I’m still getting used to this!”

The tone in the room had shifted. Lenore hadn’t realize how much angrier her voice was getting. “I’m… I’m sorry it’s just…out of all the people to make it out of there… I don’t think I deserve to  be the only one to have made it out… I took some poor local boy’s strong body and used it to climb out of that hole… alone. The kind professor, my classmates, all the local guards hired to help with security… all gone… I was at the later years of my life… I was gonna join Matthew in heaven…”

“Lenore. If I may. I’ve seen the footage recovered from the dig site. It is true that you went through immense physical changes after the event occurred. However, everyone else was knocked out from the pain brought on by their change and blasted several yards away from the edge of camp. Everyone, but you. You not only held on through sheer will, but you scaled 20 feet of a sinking hole in the rain with your bare hands. You are incredibly strong physically and mentally. The tenacity and bravery you showed that day is immense. You did more than could have ever been asked of you that day. None of the events that happened is your fault and you just being here to talk to me today is a miracle.”

Tears began to fall down from the large figure before the doctor. “T-thank you Dr. Chang,” Lenore gasped between tear filled gulps. “I… appreciate all of this. Understanding is one thing, but accepting that… accepting that so many are gone… I think that will take some time..” Before Lenore could say anmore the doctor had walked up to them with a tissue box.

As Lenore blew their nose Dr. Chang said, “And a lot of this may take time. A lot even. However, I’m willing to be there with you for that time. Any expressions of anger or grief you may feel you can tell it all to me. I know the agency discourages certain discussions of your events, but rest assured I have no such restrictions.”

It took a few minutes, but Lenore finally recomposed themselves. “That… sounds very nice Dr. Chang. I’d love to meet with you again… this honestly was just one thing that was concerning me. I’ve got many questions on how to reintroduce myself to my family as well.. I’m the same age as my twin boys now. They’re in their mid 20s. And I’m younger than all three of my daughters.  I don’t want them to see me like… this emotional mess. This body will be enough for them to take in.”

With a brief scribble in his notebook, Dr. Chang said, “Of course. We can work on several different ways to manage your stress response under a variety of situations within our meetings. Mediation, mindfulness, and certain breathing exercises are a good start. We’ll start with the breathing exercises to round out the last part of our session.  

Lenore smiled and puffed out their muscular chest with a nod. “Thank you doctor, I’d like that.”

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Dr. Evan’s Chang’s Notes on patient: Lenore Pei Lin

(Former stats marked by paranthesis)

Age: (64) 28

Height: (5′4) 6′4

Race: (Chinese American) Caucasian

Patient exhibits stressful responses typical of survivor syndrome, commonly known as survivor’s guilt. Fortunately no trauma related to initial tranformation so far. Subsequent sessions may need to explore how patient is handling the difference in biology. TF related assistance may come later when it comes to reintegration, specifically with family. Note to self, contact patient’s handler to ensure transition between initial family meet will be handled sensitively. 

Unfortunately no further insight on initial incident at dig site that the recovered footage did not already provide us. No further description on artifact outside the timeline on its activation. Confirmed original theory that the artifact did not cause subject to swap consciousness, but instead applied shapeshifting like changes to those involved as well. 

Current Status: I believe Lenore has a long journey ahead to process the events that happened at her excavation. Without a strong support system I worry about major depressive periods. If occurs, will diagnose and recommend the proper pharmaceuticals accordingly. Shows no sign of Post Transformation Personality Disorder due to lack of internal conflict and varied new interests. With time I think the patient will be accept the new situation. Will proceed sensitively. 

I can’t believe that spell worked and got that asshole Kents’ body. Having this body is so awesome, I’m hella strong and people respect me just for my size now. Gonna have surprise my boyfriend later and test what this body can really do. But for now I have to feed this body. Think I’m gonna get my picture taken and send it to Kent first so he can see what he lost.

Oblivious Gains

“I mean look at this!” Zach nearly shouted holding up his shirt revealing a near perfect 8 pack and a vicious V of abdominal muscles. 

His friend Elm just rolled his eyes again. “Man, if you keep holding up your shirt to show off your so called ‘new muscles’  I’m gonna think you’re just being cocky. For the last time, I don’t see anything different. Did you get a new row of abs or something?”

The frightened muscle brute shook his head nervously, his huge body quaking in anxiety. Anyone looking would see quite an uncharacteristic demeanor for someone so huge. 

“No! I’m saying all of THIS is new.” Zach said using his huge hand to gesture to his entire 6′8 form. “One moment I’m on my way to the Chem building for class, the next I’m screaming out in the middle of the quad as my body begins growing. It hurt a lot! My legs are still sore from how much they stretched out and my arms feel so heavy when I’m walking. My feet are still scarred from bursting through my sneakers!”

“If I could roll my eyes anymore they would be. Zach now I know you’re just making shit up. But fine I’ll humor you. You say you were this 5 foot tall shrimpy dude this morning. Fine. That doesn’t explain why you’re not walking around naked after you supposedly tore up all your clothes with some miraculous growth spurt only you remember.” Elm replied half heartedly.

Zach gave a very solemn attempt at looking pouty, which appeared down right odd on his bearded adonis of a face. “Well after I was covered in scraps of clothes they all reformed into what I’m wearing now… Come on! When do I ever wear these tight workout shirts! Or this really thigh high track shorts! And these feet are so big  they’re practically poking out of my sandals.”

The two reluctantly opened the doors to the Chemistry building. “You literally wear stuff like that all the time. Look. It was fun on the walk over here, but now it’s getting old and we’re late for class. If you want to complain about how you don’t know how you got all these huge muscles, bearded face, and deep booming voice without ever working out or having the genetics for it, get in line. I’ve been complaining about that for years. Now shut up because Professor Bravermin hates when we whisper during his class. You always get us caught with your foghorn of a voice.”

With that last comment Zach finally admitted defeat and took a seat in the admittedly small desks of the lecture hall. His long hairy legs pushing the seat in front of him and his wide shoulders accidentally knocking over someone’s bag. If not for his well trimmed beard his blushing cheeks would be clear to see. He had no idea how he’d gained nearly 2 feet in height or why no one rememberd him otherwise, but he just hoped it wouldn’t get in the way of his normal life. After all he still had run the video game club later today, he just hoped he wouldn’t crush the small controllers.

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Back at the Quad

“What the fuck man? You actually believe you were handed a magic book? You’re even dumber than I thought.” Bill the football jock said to his teammate Greg.

“You’re the dumbass. I said I found a book from that weird old house that overlooks the football field. My tutor said it was in Latin and one of the spells would cause someone to be the perfect athlete.”

“Hate to break it to you man, but you look the same as yesterday.” Bill laughed shoving his teammates shoulder.

“I know I do idiot. I don’t know what I did wrong… I said the stupid spell while I was walking through the quad right before I bumped into nerdy Zach. Guess this thing was a load of crap. Last time I listen to my tutor.” Greg growled as they walked into class.

Bill stifled a laugh. “You can hardly call Zach a nerd man. He’s got about 6 inches and a whole lot of muscle over you. We get you’re jealous but leave the guy alone.” 

His friend continued to laugh as Greg looked at him perplexed. He had no idea what  Bill was talking about. However, once he sat down for class he felt a large thump at the back of his seat. Turning around he was met with the biggest guy he’d ever seen. Part of him was terrified, part of him was jealous, but the other wanted to get to know this new hunk.

I always love seeing him in our garden surrounded by flowers. Him picking some and smelling it deep and sneezing loudly multiple times from allergies.

Why do this? 1) He has a rare condition where he grows along with his allergic. reaction and 2) He always does this when he has something in mind. (How long will depend how naught he'll be)

Even when his allergies will be controlled by medicine afterwards. His size will stay for some time. The longest timed was two days but during that time he was really massive. Maybe we can do that again but somewhere remote and try something further with his condition.

Mitch (@mitch.fit.model on IG)