When The Great Shift Happened My Slob Of A Brother Acquired The Body Of A Huge Pro Bodybuilder. At Home

When the great shift happened my slob of a brother acquired the body of a huge pro bodybuilder. At home he would flaunt and show off anytime he can seeing he was now the bigger and stronger one of us. 

Although he possessed a body most men dream of he still kept his attitude. I remarked that if keeps this up he’ll go back to his old self but he only laughed at me and kept on doing what he wanted mostly eating and lazing around. 

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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The Great Shift: Journals

Day 2

Ok. According to the map. Just a few more miles of forest till the town. You can do this Jace.

Oh wait… I don’t think this is how diaries or journals work… Let’s… start simpler… context.

A few years ago, Jace would’ve never believed he’d be hiking through entire forests just to get to one small town. A year ago, Jace never expected to find a boyfriend. A few months ago, no one would’ve ever predicted the Great Shift! The wave of mysterious energy that put 90% of the world’s population in random bodies! Some of these shifts were more localized. Two individuals in a local area swapping between one another.  Then there were the chaotic shifts. One individual finding themselves in an entirely new continent, while their original body was someone entirely unrelated to their current form. I was somewhere in the middle. I went from the west coast of the United States to the East! But I had to meet someone in the middle.

My name is Jace. I’m 21 years old and a few months ago I was just finishing up college, studying geology and biology. Didn’t know what to do with all that info, but that was gonna be a next year problem. Had a pretty nuclear family, with my mom, dad, and sister back home, but the real wild part of my life was that I was dating a guy 8 years older than me. Anthony was this big shot businessman, though he was real humble about it. We hit it off immediately and despite the age difference, still managed to make things work! There wasn’t a night we didn’t talk to one another about movies we liked, philosophy we believed, universal truths, and favorite foods!

Well… until the night of the shift. That’s when one moment I was studying in my warm bedroom, and the next in a thick jacket huddled around a campfire and tent, in the middle of a strange wilderness! For the longest time I thought I was in a dream. Here I was, thinking it impossible for me to be transported elsewhere. If it wasn’t for the old school radio, in my new tent I would’ve never known that the shift happened to other people too.

But that’s where this new body came in. You see. I was certainly more of the shorter bookish type. Glasses, nerdy interests, and not an athletic bone in my body. I was a boy scout growing up, but while I internalized the lessons, I was much more concerned learning about nature rather than living in it.  So imagine 5’1 100lb me, suddenly stumbling around in the forests as a 6’4 burly woodsman.

I couldn’t find any ID on this guy. Or any form of identifier, just some basic survival gear. With not a lot to go on, but a certain desire to figure out what’s happening to my friends and family, I set off through the woods to get some answers.

The first couple minutes were jarring enough. Getting used to being over a foot taller and stacked with muscles were one thing, but I kept tripping everywhere because my feet were pretty big. I wasn’t too proud of my size 8s, but these babies were at least size 16s. Hopefully I could find some better shoes after I got out of here.

Day 3

Took me about a day and a half to get to the first city. Camping and other stuff just came easy with all the right supplies! However, once I got close to civilization I just heard the sound of car crashes and screaming. Turns out an entire metropolitan area didn’t fair too well. Too many people in too many different places, turned society upside down. Lots of looting, running, and panicking. Lots of people in displaced bodies didn’t know what to do and were just wandering. Some even went up to me thinking I was some hero emerging from the woods. I hated to tell them I was just as lost as they were.

I managed to find a working internet café to contact my family and confirmed everyone was alright. My parents apparently became a cute gay college couple at a coffee shop nearby, both are enjoying their new youth and still being together Even my mom has come around to becoming a very feminine man. My little sister became a big burly construction worker, but at least she’s home safe! Honestly all those martial arts classes are paying off in helping protect the family with her on the front lines.

I said, I’d make my way to them in the center of the U.S (where our house was) as fast as I could, but that it’ll take some time as most major roads and cities are dangerous right now. That’s when I contacted Anthony. He wasn’t in the best of places either. A farmland from the sounds of it, but I told him he wasn’t too far from where my family was. That got him excited. He didn’t know too much about outdoor survival, so he wasn’t sure he could make it very far on his own. While I was an indoor kid, I at least knew the basics of taking care of myself out in the natural world. He didn’t have that same luxury. He did have powerful contacts at his work that he’s been in communications with at least.

So that’s what my new mission became. Find my family, find Anthony, and make sure everyone’s ok. I’m writing this all down in the hopes things get better… and just to give myself some sanity that it’s actually happening. 

Luckily this town has a lot of left behind foods. My new body is constantly craving food despite how lean and muscled I am. I’ll be sure to pack more before I head to the next area.

Day 9

Finally. Phones are working again. They were out for over a week. I haven’t had much time to journal, but at least the warmer weather let me travel most days and part of the night. I’ve made good progress, but keep getting delayed when I run into bigger cities. At least the latest one let me get a working phone and solar charger. It’s not a fast charge, so I have to be be sparing with it.

Now at least I can check in with people to see how they’re doing. My college friends are in similar situations trying to find their way back to school or home. Some got really old, while others became one another! I’ll admit I got lucky getting such a huge powerful body. My family is doing the best. My parents are offering our home to people passing by who need shelter, and my sister is keeping any would be trespassers at bay. I think me and her are gonna have to start working out together after this. We never had too much in common, but we both agree our huge bodies are fun to use.

Then there’s Anthony. He’s been stuck on the country side for a bitt, but he’s finally making his way forward. Apparently he’s too embarrassed to send a picture of himself, but he assures me he’s alright and the he loves me. The things he’s been preoccupied with are re-establishing  connections with his company… never really understood what they did, but he thinks they could help somehow. Said something about helping to stabilize certain areas first. I don’t really have the energy to argue with him, but I trust he’ll meet me in the middle when the time is right.

Till then I’ll enjoy the new shoes and shorts I got from a nearby store. I’m so glad they had shoes in my size. Turns out I’m a size 17. And I’ll even go shirtless for a bit while the weather stays warm. Hopefully Anthony likes my new body. 

Day 21

So I finally made it home. My parents were so happy to see me. I’m taller than both of them now and likely older too if my permanently growing facial hair is any indicator. I swear I shave It off everyday and got a near beard by nighftall.  Though I’m not one to brag there. My sister has a huge beard and even bigger muscles than me. Told her she may want to lay off the sweets with her big belly too and I was nearly thrown out the window! Luckily things are returning to a sense of normalcy. Major disasters are nearly unheard of these days and society is slowly rebuilding. I even got to wear a full set of clothes for the first time in weeks!

As for Anthony, I was surprsed when one day there was a knock on our family’s door and look out to see… my new boyfriend.

He was still wearing the farming overalls he originally shifted into, and stood there blushing for a long time before either of us said anything. He’d gone fro tall imposing business man to young blond farmer with a killer set of abs. Apparently he was embarrassed about how youthful he’d become. It was silly and he knew that, but he wanted to make sure he could protect me at his new 5’7 height. He was still very physically fit, just more compact and toned. And even though he’s 22 now, he still appears quite young.

I just hugged him real tight and lifted him against my bare muscled chest for a few seconds when he came in. I reassured him that now that things are getting back to normal, I think those days of worrying about protection are over. He smiled with a little certainty in his eyes. It wasn’t till a few days later that he confided in me that he believed his company may have caused the Great Shift.

Honestly. Not sure what to make of all of this. I’m glad I’m home. I’m glad we’re safe. I’m glad my boyfriend can still keep me safe with his knowledge about the shift. I’m glad I know I can keep myself and others safe in the wilderness. Most of all I’m glad after so long apart, we’re back together…

I’m also a bit glad that I’ve got this big manly body that Anthony is going crazy for. There hasn’t been a night we’ve spent together that we haven’t shared a bed. He still insists on being the big spoon, but he also admits he likes being submissive with me these days. Maybe our first time together is gonna be even more special in these new bodies. Guess time will tell. Till then, I’ll put the journal down for now. See you next time journal!

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.

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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.

Short Story: Mismatched

What the fuck dude! I stare dumbfounded at Rich as lifts his hoodie revealing a cut six-pack and huge meaty pecs. “What?” he replies as he rubs his meaty hands down his tanned torso, feeling the light dusting of hair underneath his calloused hands.

“Look at your legs dude!” I exclaim. He pulls up the legs of his gym shorts revealing a massive set of quads, covered in a web of veins pulsing just beneath the skin. “Ohh shit,” he says as he strokes his hands along the smooth slightly pink skin of his lower body.

“You must have grabbed the wrong set of shorts!” I yell angrily. “Well how was I supposed to know?” he complains, his submissive posture looking strange with such a masculine physique. “Well those shorts don’t go with those pants, so now your upper half doesn’t go with your bottom half!” I scream, panicking that our entire plan might have been compromised, “We have to sneak back in and get the right bodybuilder’s shorts!”.

“Maybe not just yet” he smirks as he looks into the waistband of his gym shorts. He moans in relief as he heaves the biggest, thickest, angriest cock I’ve ever seen out of his shorts, its deep red colour standing out against the tanned skin of his hands. “Maybe not just yet,” I mumble as I drop to my knees and take the huge mushroom tip into my mouth.