New Roommate

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

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. 

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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.

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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. 

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.