TF Therapy: Retirement (Chris Part 2)

TF Therapy: Retirement (Chris Part 2)

Sequel to TF Therapy: Chris

“So….how do you feel… it’s a bit larger than what you’re accustomed to… I imagine… no shortness of breath or muscle soreness or-”

“I’m fine Eric. More than fine now that… well now that I feel more like me.. I don’t know how I could repay you for any of this… I feel… free.”

The two stared at each other, unable to look away. A sweet silence they were unable to share before. 

“How about you start driving and I’ll come up with a way later… big guy”

Chris smiled and drove off as quickly as he could.

- 12 hours earlier -

The pleasant morning breeze felt nice against Chris’ muscles. He was mid warmup when he heard footsteps approaching the front door. 

Soon, there was a knock and he had to set himself down from his impromptu workout when he saw Eric, eagerly waiting.

He lands with a powerful spry jump and walks over to Dr. Eric Chang.

“Hey there! You’re uh- early. I was just finishing up a workout. Can I get you some water or anything? Sorry about the sweat. I’ll towel off real quick” Chris says embarrassed as he wipes off the sweat with a fancy embroidered towel with the name “Evans” on it. 

“Thank you Chris. I’m fine at the moment. Apologies for the early arrival, but I wanted to get started as soon as possible today… there’s a lot to discuss. Shall we?” The doctor asked as they walked through the large halls of the mansion.

“Yeah of course. Right over here. This is my private study. Unlike my other bodies, I don’t have a significant other right now who can walk in on us.” Chris says looking as if humor was his only option to Eric’s serious tone.

“That’s one of the reasons I asked to reschedule before your next jump. First things first, in your own words do you think your situation has changed at all? Any abnormalities in who and how often?” The doctor inquired getting right to business.

“No. Not really. Same scenarios keep happening. I jump from bodies to the various famous Chris’ that keep popping up. Still primarily Chris Hemsworth and Evans. Variations with Chris Pine, and that one time with Chris Bumstead, but mostly the Hollywood based Chris’es. Unfortunately they’re all painfully… you know. Liking women…” Chris admitted.

“And… on the subject of sexuality.. are you… alright with the… acclimation into each of your lives… have you… explored your heterosexuality outside of… the individual bodies you find are already in committed relationships?” The doctor nervously asked, clenching his fist at the potential answers.

“I… well… I certainly perform normally when it comes to married life. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to dealing with multiple families and lives… but the sex… yes that still happens… but when it comes to Chris Evans… no. I haven’t really explored sexually outside of masturbation… I know you encourage honesty for these but… well… I hope you don’t mind me saying… I do miss you… Eric… We… can strike that from your recordings… if you’d like.” Chris said looking embarassed.

The two looked at each other for a moment and Eric gulped. “I know… and I’m really sorry about that Chris. If I’m being honest I know you did all this for me… and you’re paying for something you never needed to do… I’m…. I could never forgive myself if you had to stay like this for long…” Eric admitted.

“Doct-… Eric. Where’s all this coming from? I thought we had to maintain all the professional stuff…

“We would if this was an official visit… but I came here… just to make sure that you still wanted to… well leave this kind of life behind. I know it was an accident, but I’d also understand if you wanted to stay a group of famous handsome celebrities…” Eric said, breath finally catching up to him.

“I mean… I won’t lie. It’s nice being all rich all the time. But i miss the stability of living one life… I miss my old friends, my family and… well you. Wait… you mentioning all this. Does that mean you found a way for me to break the spell? How!?” Chris said feeling excited for the first time in awhile.

“Would you believe Santa Claus? The specifics aren’t important, but the long and short of it is that I can break the spell and remove your soul into a body formed in an image of your preference…If you’d like to do that… I mean… I had to ask…” Eric said looking hopefully at his once close friend and lover wearing the face of Chris Evans.

“Of course I want to! We can finally be together! And- wait… I thought…. well your employers would have more to say about all this. I-I… I’m guessing they don’t know about this do they?” Chris said a little concerned.

Eric shook his head. “No they don’t. That’s the other thing I needed to ask you. We’re gonna have to relocate… I’ve told my patients my plans and they’re ok with remote sessions for the time being till I can find them again… this book is really incredible… but you and I… for a few days at least… will need to go on the run for a bit… are you ok with that? I’m sorry for dumping so much on you, this is-”

The doctor was interrupted as Chris leaned down to kiss Eric passionately on the lips. The two embraced, wrapping their arms around one another. Eric could even smell the slight bit of sweat on Chris as he’d finished his workout. Plus being pressed against the strong arms and solid chest of the former Captain America didn’t really encourage the doctor from letting go as the kiss completed.

“Eric. I’d follow you anywhere you’d go, if you would have me. I am ready for this spell to end and for… us to start.” Chris intertwined his fingers between Eric’s.

The doctor had never felt so enamored or flushed with affection. However, his sensibilities kicked in a few seconds later and broke the embrace. “Alright. I’m glad you’re on board. I can start the spell now and I’ve got a car waiting outside for us. The first part of the spell involves the creation of your new body. It can be anything you like! I imagine a guy like Chris Evans or Hemsworth?”

“Well… I mean. If you’d like it. I originally only casted the spell because I thought you’d like them.” Chris admitted

“Wait… really? Ok… Well… Chris. This has to be your decision. You tried so much for me. Let me do this for you. Be honest. What kind of body would you like? For YOU. I’ll format it into the spell I’m about to record” Eric asked earnestly. 

Dr. Evan’s Chang’s Spell for patient: Chris Fieldstone

Age: 37 Height: 6′10 Race: Nordic/Scandinavian Hair: Blond (Hairy) Build: Muscular (Burly) Voice: Baritone-Bass

“I… always wanted to be a bigger guy… and look kinda viking esque. I hope that’s ok.” Chris said looking like he just said something embarrassing.

“It’s perfect. Just like you are.” The two shared another kiss as Eric recited the spell. Chris expected ancient chants, but Eric was simply repeating his patient report out loud. When it ended Chris’ entire form felt very strange as he’d never experienced a physical transformation before! His body shot up in height and bulk, ripping through Chris Evan’s clothes! Then he heard his shoes split in two as two very large feet emerged from the designer coverings. Finally he let out a low moan as his voice deepened even more and blon hairs grew out of his body replacing the dark brown ones. A flash of light happened and the real Chris Evan fell out of the new huge Chris. The clothes he once wore reformed into something more appropriate as Evans was left nude in his own study.

Eric fainted shortly after and Chris, in his titanic new body caught him. “I was able to convert the spell into something I’m more familiar with… but it still takes a lot out of me. You’ll have to get us to the car. Are you ok to drive?”

Chris nodded and with surprising ease, carried Eric to the car parked outside, set him down gently in the passenger seat, and squeezed into the driver’s side.

“So….how do you feel… it’s a bit larger than what you’re accustomed to… I imagine… no shortness of breath or muscle soreness or-” Eric asked exhaustedly.

“I’m fine Eric. More than fine now that… well now that I feel more like me.. I don’t know how I could repay you for any of this… I feel… free.” Chris had never been happier. He didn’t feel the old inclinations to act like a stranger anymore. He was finally himself. 

The two stared at each other, unable to look away. A sweet silence they were unable to share before.

“How about you start driving and I’ll come up with a way later… big guy,” Eric smiled, knowing Chris would enjoy that last comment.

Chris smiled and drove off as quickly as he could. They could already see dark unmarked vehicles approaching from the other direction. Chris wasn’t sure where they were going or what would happen next, but he knew that it was alright. He looked at his boyfriend, now sleeping beside him, and a familiar feeling strained his shorts.

Special thanks to GrowingTwink for this UNBELIEVABLE morph made to accompany a fantastic muscle theft story ongoing at my Patreon. What happens when a big guy gets small and a little punk takes all his size to do with as he wishes? Come check it out on my Patreon! “It happened because you were being a big-shot,” Chance said. He raised his arms into a double-biceps pose, grinning wildly when he saw what they looked like. “It happened because you thought you could just muscle around and get your own way. Well, tell me, ANT, you still think you can tell us what to do?”

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Practicing magic can bring about unexpected results. I tried casting an enhancement spell last night and thought I did everything right. The problem was I the crystals I used instead of hanging above me was on its side and pointed elsewhere. In the morning I jumped out of bed expecting the changes but nothing . . . . 

Saddened that my spell didn’t work I just went to the bathroom and bumped into something. In front of me it was my brother but bigger, taller and very muscular. He was telling me how he just became like this when he woke up, as we were talking we heard a loud thud and went to where it came from. 

We were in front of our dads room and knocked then suddenly the door came of its hinges and we saw our dad almost filling the room and was needing help. I told them about what I did and was apologizing going to reverse it. But a few seconds I saw my brother and dad looking at each other and told me to hold off on doing it with a smile on their faces.

Tyler Cooke

Matt Experiments with the Chronivac: Roommate Temptations

“Dude! Look at you!” Matt exclaimed as he walked in the door.

Henry quickly tried to cover himself up by grabbing a pair of his underwear. He held them over his naked body. “I can explain!” he quickly said. The football frat bro looked embarrassed as he struggled pulling the underwear over his legs. He was always fairly fit with a decent six pack and some good muscle on him. Just a little bit of extra weight from all the parties that he went to covering it up. But right now he looked absolutely jacked. Barely even a couple of percent of body fat and still just as heavy as he had always been. Now his muscles were fully visible.

“Explain?” Matt twisted his head slightly. One of his hands was down in his pocket while, holding onto his phone.

“Yes! Look! It was an accident!”

“Accident?” Matt repeated. A sly smile appeared on his face as he watched Henry pull the gray underwear over his legs. It stretched against the muscles in his legs.

“Look! I don’t know what happened okay?!” Henry stomped his foot. “I was just jerking it to some porn and then I started to grow bigger. So I… Jerked off again. And then I grew even bigger. God damn! It felt so fucking good! I just couldn’t stop… And then I did it again. My clothes kept getting tighter. But it felt so damn good…” a deep moan rolled out of his mouth. His shoulders relaxed and he almost looked like he was about to fall. “So I… Did it again. Before I knew it my shirt was shredded on the ground and then you walked in.”

Matt stifled a giggle. His face seemed to be turning red as he pulled out his phone.

“Don’t take a picture!” Henry quickly covered his lower half with his hands. He tried to shrink down as much as possible as to ruin the photo.

The smile on Matt’s face only broadened. “I’m not taking a picture.” It seemed accurate as his thumbs were working overtime as though they were writing nearly a paragraph of text. “So…” he paused, looking up from his phone. “You were jerking it to pictures of me?”

Henry’s face dropped. “Yeah man… Sorry! It’s just that I couldn’t help it! I just saw a picture of you and… Uhmph!” he grunted out. His whole body seemed to jerk as his body flexed. “Damn it…” he added as he felt his dick harden. The outline of his cock grew far more visible and a bit of a stain dripped at his tip. “How am I so fucking horny..?”

“Is it because you’re around me?” Matt pried.

“Dude! No way! I’m st-straight,” he said. Though his stutter over the word ‘straight’ caught him off guard. “I like having sex with women. Seriously!” Yet, somehow his mind was playing tricks on him. He couldn’t stop staring at his roommate.

Matt stepped forward sending a shudder down Henry’s spine. “Except me?” he pried further. One of his fingers landed on Henry’s firm chest. “Hmmm?” Matt broke the almost all of the distance between them. Their faces were merely inches apart.

“It’s—It’s not like that,” again the stammer. Henry never did anything like this. Especially around someone like Matt. But he couldn’t help it. His mind and body kept sending all kinds of wires were being crossed.

“Really?” Matt eyed Henry closely. He backed off for a second. “Flex for me.”

“Wha—”

“Flex more me,” Matt repeated. “Just trust me…” The smile on his face only grew as Henry raised his arm ever so slowly and flex his bicep. The muscle tightened into a thick ball. “Woah… So big…” Matt uttered. A bit of red filled Henry’s face as his dick hardened even more. The small stain on his underwear started to grow as more and more pre dripped out of him.

Henry quickly pulled down his arm. “What the fuck..?” Confusion hit him as he didn’t understand why he was so turned on. He’d never found another man the least bit attractive. Hell, he’d never even thought about Matt. But today he couldn’t get enough of his roommate.

One of Matt’s hands landed on his chest, gently caressing it. His palms were unbelievably soft. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “I know it feels a bit weird the first time, but it’ll feel good. Promise.” That’s when he shoved Henry down onto the bed behind him. Matt was quick to join him. His hands landing back onto Henry’s hard body.

“What’s–!?” Henry’s confused expression was interrupted as his hips thrust into the air. “Fu-uck!” he panted. His heart was beating wilding and he could barely catch his breath as Matt’s soft hands ran down his chest, over his abs and into his underwear. He watched as his dick sprang to life as Matt unwrapped it like a Christmas present.

“So excitable,” Matt mocked. “Hopefully you don’t have a hair trigger…” He lowered his lips down giving the tip a kiss. Henry’s entire body flexed. He gripped his bed for as much support as it could give him. Just feeling those lips against his tip sent him to another realm. But then they spread open engulfing his dick.

Henry let out an unfathomable grunt. Any conscious thought had given away to desire. His body no longer listened to him as he lay there. Every muscle in his body flexed on its own causing him to twist and turn. He barely even noticed as Matt’s hands were holding his firm ass. Slowly they were crawling their way to his anus. Then two of his fingers touched the sensitive spot. Henry’s body bucked. His cock throbbed with excitement as they pushed further in. He clawed at the sheets. But it was too much. There was no stopping it as his body released into Matt’s mouth.

But with each thrust, his body grew more and more. The 190 pound jock’s muscles quickly added more size and definition. Thick corded veins ran down his arms as his biceps bulged with more power. The same was true with his forearms as they nearly doubled in size and his hands as they grew thick and meaty, built especially for lifting heavy weights. Henry’s chest barreled out in front of him as his pecs nearly doubled in size. Hard muscle packed onto what was already there.

That same hard muscle ran up and down his legs as well. The underwear that already seemed to have had a hard time holding onto his legs completely gave up as thick quads filled out even more. The seams couldn’t contain the amount of mass inside them. “Woah…” Henry breathed heavily. He could barely even look over his chest as with each breath, it rose in front of his vision.

It took him a few seconds to reorient himself and prop up onto his arms. He recognized that he was significantly heavier. Probably closer to 215 or maybe even 220. And somehow his skin became far more sensitive than it had been. Even with the light touching that Matt was doing, Henry could feel himself being turned on despite just having the best climax of his life. However, when he finally looked at Matt, he was a bit confused. Matt was looking down at his body as though he was expecting something. “What’s up?”

“I just… I was supposed to change too. When I sucked you off, I was supposed to become your perfect boyfriend…” Matt muttered.

“Dude… You’re already perfect…”

Matt stared at him for a second. Then belted out a laugh. “Gay!” Henry felt his face go a bit red. He’d been trying to be a bit genuine but Matt seemed distracted. He continued laughing but pulled out his phone. “I guess that’s what I typed wasn’t it. Guess I’ll just have to experiment a bit more with this a bit more…”

Wish Granted: Eyecandy

written by tfanonymous90

Tess was annoyed. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she was furious. As she looked out the window, she wished that she could have a hot new guy to show look at. She then went into the shower, not knowing the genie appeared outside her window, and found Tess’s sister downstairs. Julie felt a strange heat coming from her body. Suddenly, Julie’s feet began to breakthrough her shoes, as they grew and expanded. Julie looked down to see her feet getting longer and wider. Her shoes destroyed, as her feet looked hairy and manly. Her body was on fire, as her legs followed getting longer and swelling with muscle. Julie grunted, as her pants began to rip. Her calves and thighs thickened, as hairs sprouted up her larger legs. Her torso began to crack, as it began to swell with muscle. Her arms began to lengthen, as her biceps and forearms began to pulsate and bulge. Julie’s eyes widened, as she watched her hands get larger and thicken. They began to get rougher and manlier, as her hair began to recede into his head. His shirt began to rip from his swelling torso. His back and shoulders widened and broadened, as his shirt began to rip apart. His breasts were engulfed by his swelling muscle, as dark hairs began to sprout and fan out on his chest. His stomach hardened, as he felt a kick in his crotch. A giant bulge began to form between his massive legs. He used his giant hand to feel his new manhood, as he let out a deep grunt. His neck thickened, as his face began to age and change. His jawline squared, as stubble thickened on his face. His features broadened, as his hair finished receding. Brady let out another deep grunt, as his shredded clothes vanished. Shirts appeared on his muscular frame, as his changes stopped. Brady looked in the mirror at his massive body. He was 6’3 and looked down at his giant hands and size 14 feet. He was so big and strong. He began to think about the landscaping in the yard he walked into. He began to see various equipment scattered throughout the yard, as he remembered he needed to do this house next. Tess looked outside the window to see a muscular man doing his work. She had no idea where this man came from, but after she was just dumped she didn’t mind watching the show from her bedroom.