A Student Of Mine Came Up To Me And Gave Me Something Like A Tictac. Told Me It Would Give The Confidence

A student of mine came up to me and gave me something like a tictac. Told me it would give the confidence I'd needed.

Back home I remembered the thing and swallowed it, even tasted like a tictac.

That night I had a dream that I grew confident as he said and did many a things with stride. However in reality my body in bed kept moving, twisting and turning as I grew in muscle and height.

Bulges and more bulges grew on my body. Pecs inflated, abs popping out, arms and legs pulsing and growing in length.

When i awoke something felt off. I felt heavier and that my arms and legs were off the bed.

Slowly i sat up and looked around and towards the mirror I saw myself. But not the me that I know of. I was huge with muscle everything looked longer and thicker. My dick and balls also grew that I was almost afraid of them.

I was slackjawed at what happened to me but would have to continue my daily life with it. Took some time but everything went well and the people around finally accepted the transformation. I still see the student that helped me around and every so few months I see people changed like how I did.

Uhm hey can you open the car door for me?

-Why can't you do it yourself?

Well the thing is I used a strength enhancement spell on myself. I may have overdone it but I can't wait to let you see how strong I've become.

-Oh really? Wait a bit and we'll go where you want.

Thanks bud. (Slowly puts hand on car)

-Wait don't! Ugh too late you squashed the side of my car.

Oops sorry. Don't worry I'll pay for it somehow.

I'm the owner of this gym you see. I tend to both equipment and employees. On special occasions when I'm off or away, I randomly "lend" my size to someone I trust.

It helps travelling or lazying at home and makes the people in the gym work better and harder so they can also be chosen by me.

And I assure you I'm a very BIG man and the size I can lend is no joke. Here's a pic of me with one of my trainers Bill.

Cover Story/The Announcement

“Testing, testing. Can everyone hear me? This is Coach Hanson speaking. The principal’s not in… condition… to speak right now so I’ve been tasked with it instead.

Apparently a cosmic phenomenon called the ‘Great Shift’ or something has just occurred, causing our minds to have been scrambled and put inside the wrong bodies. However, as some of you have noticed, a few of you seemed to be unaffected by it. That also seems to be the case for me and Principal William.

I’m sure a lot of you are confused or panicking right now, but please remain calm and listen to me; I want everyone to go to the gym where we’ll orient ourselves and confirm each other’s identity. Please refrain from "visiting the restrooms” or hooking up before we can confirm the real cause, as we have no idea of the consequences. One might even forget who they are…

Just know that me and the principal will try our hardest to figure this all out in the meanwhile.“

…..

Coach Hanson ended the announcement reaffirmingly and made sure the microphone was turned off, before turning to watch Principal William finish tying up two unconscious boys inside the closet and locking the door to it. The two adults then walked up to each others before they both grabbed hold of the other’s face and mashed their faces together. With their tongues deep inside each other’s mouth and their scruff bristling against each other, they both began laughing and smiling victoriously through the kiss.

"Thanks Jon. Even though I might be bigger and stronger now I’m still just as afraid to speak in front of others…” Principal William pulled away from the kiss to give his own muscled and suited self a few pats.

“No worries, Ashie. You’ll learn to be more confident soon enough. Especially with that kind of body.” Coach Hanson replied, before grinning deviously and squeezing the other man’s bulge until he moaned. “Now, are we ready to go? We gotta be as far away from here as possible before your machine activates again and scrambles everyone’s minds back right?”

“Uhu. Atleast 2 kilometers. What I can’t believe is that your elaborate cover up story with the "Great Shift” is gonna work… No one will ever find out that it was us, nor question why our real bodies have memory loss…“ Principal William packed the last of his things in a suitcase, including a leather harness perfectly in his size.

"Well, I’m not a literature freak for nothing.” Coach Hanson winked, while also stuffing a pair of his dirty and musky jockstrap into a sports bag.

“And I’m a science freak.” The principal answered with a smile, as they held hands and stepped out of the office. They walked through the empty school hallways and slowly pulled out of the school parking lot, while both being incredibly excited for the fun they would have in a random motel room for the next coming hours.

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Permanent Changes

Personality Changes

Reality Changes

Memory Changes

If you experience severe bouts of mood swings, overcoming urges to be an alpha male, or start fights over someone touching your grill please consult the nearest medical advisory.

Side effects may include needing to shave daily to keep up your manly beard, bumping your head on low door frames/ceilings, breaking things when you don’t know your own strength, refusing to eat anything other than meat, and the desire to get a gym membership to workout your new muscles. Ask your doctor if TF Threads are right for you. 

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Looking Swole, Might Delete Later

“Hehe see my latest post?” Marvin boasted as he video called his friend Dylan. “It was a pretty sweet flex right? I can’t believe how big my arms are now! And these legs! I have to wear these stretchy shorts now just to have something decent to cover me!” Marvin panned the camera over his huge chest and down into the black spandex shorts that tightly hugged his new legs. 

“Uh… yeah man. I saw and damn… forgot how huge you’d gotten. You look even bigger than last week…” Dylan said, silently seething with jealousy. After all it was less than a week ago since the two of them had found that meteorite. 6 days to be exact since they had their 4 year high school reunion and decided to explore the nearby woods like old times. Back then neither would’ve ever imagined that something going bump in the night would have some strange energy shooting out of it that turned nerdy Marvin into a bodybuilder before his eyes. The sounds of tearing clothes, deep voiced moans, and subsequent stomping that came from the changed pounded through Dylan’s mind to this day.

“Earth to Dylan! Are you there? You haven’t moved for like a minute. Are you lagging?” Marvin’s deep voice boomed, snapping Dylan back to reality. “Uh… yeah sorry man. What did you say?” Dylan asked. 

“I was asking you if you think I should start that Only Fans account. All the guys at the gym kept calling me photogenic and said people would pay a lot just to see me flex!” Marvin was beaming at this point, flexing with an innocent pride.

“I still can’t believe no one’s said anything about your change. Everyone is just… alright with you being this huge!” Dylan complained

Marvin just shrugged his huge shoulders as he lay back in bed. “No idea man. Those guys at the gym used to completely ignore me, now they’re falling over themselves just to spot me. But yeah, I think I’ll start that account. Could help for some extra cash to fund your research on that meteor!”

Dylan hadn’t considered that. “Um. Yeah! By all means. Let me know if you need any help setting it up. I’d be glad to play my part.” 

A wicked grin grew over Marvin’s face. “Glad you said that. The guys at the gym said a few videos flexing over smaller guys could really rake in the views. Be at my place in an hour and we can get started. Don’t keep me waiting.”

A nervous gulp made its way down Dylan’s throat. Marvin’s dominating mood swings were getting more severe, but something about his tone made Dylan unable to say no. He quickly got dressed and headed to Marvin’s. Maybe in the end he’d figure out how to make the meteor grow for him. Until then he’d happily get a closer look at Marvin’s muscles for as long as he could.