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Ryan looked at his huge body in the mirror and let out a slight depressed sigh, sure he was big, probably one of the biggest guys in the gym but he'd finally accepted that he was never going to be as big as he wanted to be. His only hope of ever becoming a huge goliath seemed to lead nowhere.

He had just spent $400 on a pair of underwear from an online store promising that the enchantment they placed on them would cause a tiny wimp of a man to grow into a huge manly bodybuilder in an instant. He knew something like this was 100% a scam but he had the cash to burn and was desperate to live out his hyper muscle fantasy.

suddenly the waist band began to glow, and the underwear felt like it was shrinking. He watched his bulge expand in the mirror and he felt his glutes press outwards making it feel tight against him. Ryan's eyes widened and his face lit up as he noticed his shoulders swelling bigger, his arms expanding into freakish bulky arms. He was even getting taller. He flexed his huge arms with glee as he noticed his chest hair grow even darker and more tangled. The changes began to speed up and he watched his beard rapidly grow out from his face. His bulge swelling even bigger as his legs began to uncomfortably rub together.

"oh shit, maybe this is too big"

Ryan reached down to his underwear to pull it off but found it difficult to contort his freakishly huge size to do so. Slowly he became more worried as he watched himself expand bigger and bigger in the mirror. His only saving grace being the slight tearing noise he began to hear.....

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A week later Ryan waas finally able to wear clothes that fit him again, and was able to leave his house. He thought going to the gym might be a good idea, hoping showing off extreme feats of strength would be an upside to the monster he had turned himself into..

barely able to move his head. Ryan tilted his eye towards the mirror as he snapped a pick, he knew he shouldn't want it, he had ruined his body already...but he desperately wanted to get bigger, he desperately needed another pair of that underwear, only this time he'd order it two sizes too big and made of elastic.

(morph by @maxmorphs)

Power and beauty don’t even begin to describe your new bull. He is everything you wanted and still young enough to grow more. Now all you need to do is be worthy of him.

"I don't know what else to do, doctor. Nothing fits me anymore."

I did have a great physique, muscled and lean. Most men on Grindr swooning and throwing themselves at me. I would be lying if I didn’t had plenty of cock to choose from, but in the end most were just ugly or not my type. I needed a big powerful top, with a bigger cock and muscles to hold me down with. I would have loved to be a top, unfortunately I had the smallest balls and the tiniest cock compared to anyone I have ever met. My cock erect is barely two inches, u trained like a monster, as difficult as it is I gained little muscle. I have been training for 10 years and I look like I just joined the gym.

Been a long time since I dated someone my type, I just had some guys fucking my hole from the back, just because they were hung. Their big dick stretching my hole perfectly, I had the best orgasmes because of those huge monsters rubbing against my g-spot.

One day I saw his profile, barely few hundred meters from me. His body is huge, tall and muscled just as I liked them. His profile said he is a full top, into sub bttms that can handle the double digits. The moment I was reading it, the phone buzzed and it was him texting me. A simple hi, and a “into?” followed. He proceeded showing off some hot pics of himself.

I replied I look for a powerful dominant top, to use me like his little sub. He asked if I could come now, I told him I had to prepare first but am able to. He texted me his adres and within 30 minutes I got over to him.

He opened the door in just his shorts, he let me in and I already saw his cock showing through the shorts. I didn’t realize he was this big, standing tall at 7 feet and 290 lbs in weight. This hulking behemoth embraced me as soon as the door closed. He kissed me shortly before lifting me up and carried me as we kept kissing. My hands feeling his big muscled back.

He threw me on my back, and got on top of me. I grabbed his pecs as he moved his big paws across my body. He slowly took off my pants and underwear, as well as my shirt. He said I look very cute and proceeded with licking his finger and put it ih my hole. He added another one, he fingered my little hole, telling how tight it feels. When I reached out to feel his hard cock, which almost was bursting through his shorts he pulled it out. The thick huge meat was uncut, the moment he pulled it out and I saw the head of his dick looking incredibly thick and the rest of the shaft just as thick. He pulled me in closer, I opened my mouth and started sucking him. I pulled the skin back a bit, revealing those thick veins on it as well. He groaned as he pushed back, trying to go in deeper in my throat. The big man asked if I can handle it, his 10.5 inch monster. I looked him in the eyes, being honest i never tried this size before and didn’t know. He pulled something from the side of the bed, showing me a little bottle and telling me this will help.

I kept sucking on his meat, it barely bit in my mouth how thick it was. I think my fist had the same thickness. He played with my hole, I think he had four fingers in when he said it is time. He held the bottle in front of me, opened it up and ordered me to breath it in deep. I took one deep breath, he said to me good boy, I took another deep breath, he held it still before me as I took another deep breath. I felt funny, kinda dizzy as he said good boy one more. I did what he asked and did one more deep breath of it. He got on top of me, folded my legs and added a big glob of lube on my hole and covered his cock with more. Right after that he went in me, only I felt no pain. He easily went in, my hole just opening up, it feels so good as he went in deeper. The guy said that’s the bottle, opening you up and relaxing that pretty hole, amazing what poppers can do for a hung alpha like me.

He thrusted in whole cock in me, his huge balls slamming against my ass. I saw in his eyes the pure joy, he loved my tight hole. I had the best view, his big pecs and abs within reach and I did feel those big muscles while he pounded me firmly. He switched it up and used me in doggy position as well. His big hands pulling me in with every thrust made me cum hands free. I moaned as he stretched me out with no remorse. Suddenly it hit me, I never saw him putting on a condom. When he changed position again, putting me on the edge of the bed and my legs in the air with him standing in between I looked and he was using me bare. I had difficulty talking as he again went on with pounding my little body, I told him we should have used protection. He laughed, he said his dick will never feel a rubber around it. He said a pretty boy like me should be filled with his thick seed. He laughed as he said maybe that proteïne and testosterone I might get some size. It didn’t matter, right now he had me hitting waves of pleasure as his cock hits deep in me. His sweat dripping from his body, falling on me whenever he reaches down to kiss me. His pecs bouncing with each thrust looked so hot. When he really started to pound me, something in me felt like it snapped. Deep in my hole it felt different but really good.

The hunk his face changed as he roared loudly, praising me and my hole. Apparently he reached something deep in me and it felt beyond great. He went on with that my hole is milking his big fat cock like a pro right now. I didn’t know what he meant, but sure it felt amazing for me too.

Then he said he is going to cum, I looked as I saw his balls shocking up and down while I felt his thick load filling me up. He moaned, saying he never felt a hole milking him like this. He said my hole is milking him so good right now, he climbed on top of the bed. His cock still balls deep in me, he moved me with is powerful muscles more on the bed to make room for him. There he hovered on top of me, my legs wrapped around his body, his cock throbbing in me shooting ropes of cum in me. He told me my hole is still milking him, how it feels like I’m just milking him dry right now. He kissed me, his tongue in my throat while I felt his cum deep in me. He commented in between our kisses he never experienced this much cum coming from his balls. I just held on, his cock as hard as it could get, his whole body dripping with sweat on me. I held on to his big arms, but I started to feel like they weren’t as big as they were a few moments ago. I looked at them and saw them shrinking down with each burst of cum he pumped into me. I panicked and told him to pull out, he responded with no way. He didn’t want this to stop, it felt too good. He didn’t seem to care, his big body shrinking down before my eyes. Those big pecs fading away, just as his wide broad shoulders.

I begged him to pull out, something is wrong you are losing muscle. It snapped him out of his trance and panicked as well. He replied with, dude what the hell are you doing. How are you stealing my muscle, I didn’t even notice my body had been growing. My arms and chest now looking like a train.

He said he can’t pull out, his dick is stuck and just milking in his cock. In between the panicking, another orgasm hit him, again he blasted a thick load into me. It occurred to me, he still looked bulked up like a bull. He is still big, but maybe. I tried rolling over, he is still much stronger than me. However, his dick being milked he could not resist as he came again. I got us in the position where he had to lay on his back and I can ride that dick.

I straddled his cock, getting in a proper position and then I rode that cock. It felt so good having this all in me, riding it like a cowboy. This way he had no chance of resisting, he came over and over. He rapidly started to lose size, I had to keep adjusting myself to compensate my own growth. His body itself started to shrink down, getting smaller and smaller. I felt suddenly my own cock flopping around, I looked and saw it just getting bigger and bigger. My balls increasing in size too, becoming as big as oranges and hanging low it touched his pelvic area. The former hunk looked like a skinny twink when I didn’t feel his dick in me anymore. He lay there looking like a boy, not a sliver of masculinity left.

I stood up, looked at my body. I seem to be bigger than he was, I looked at my cock and it seems the same way there. I grabbed the little twink, spit on my cock and rammed it in his hole. I showed him no mercy, my balls needed to unload. He moaned like a little bitch as I thrusted deep. I brutally used his hole until I blasted thick white seed in his hole. Right after I left him, on the edge of the bed, his hole wide open and gaping. I saw a thick creamy white stream coming from his hole, forming a puddle of it on the ground. I left and never looked back, I’m finally what I always was meant yo be.

Keep growing bigger

Sangram Chougule

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I did have a great physique, muscled and lean. Most men on Grindr swooning and throwing themselves at me. I would be lying if I didn’t had plenty of cock to choose from, but in the end most were just ugly or not my type. I needed a big powerful top, with a bigger cock and muscles to hold me down with. I would have loved to be a top, unfortunately I had the smallest balls and the tiniest cock compared to anyone I have ever met. My cock erect is barely two inches, u trained like a monster, as difficult as it is I gained little muscle. I have been training for 10 years and I look like I just joined the gym.

Been a long time since I dated someone my type, I just had some guys fucking my hole from the back, just because they were hung. Their big dick stretching my hole perfectly, I had the best orgasmes because of those huge monsters rubbing against my g-spot.

One day I saw his profile, barely few hundred meters from me. His body is huge, tall and muscled just as I liked them. His profile said he is a full top, into sub bttms that can handle the double digits. The moment I was reading it, the phone buzzed and it was him texting me. A simple hi, and a “into?” followed. He proceeded showing off some hot pics of himself.

I replied I look for a powerful dominant top, to use me like his little sub. He asked if I could come now, I told him I had to prepare first but am able to. He texted me his adres and within 30 minutes I got over to him.

He opened the door in just his shorts, he let me in and I already saw his cock showing through the shorts. I didn’t realize he was this big, standing tall at 7 feet and 290 lbs in weight. This hulking behemoth embraced me as soon as the door closed. He kissed me shortly before lifting me up and carried me as we kept kissing. My hands feeling his big muscled back.

He threw me on my back, and got on top of me. I grabbed his pecs as he moved his big paws across my body. He slowly took off my pants and underwear, as well as my shirt. He said I look very cute and proceeded with licking his finger and put it ih my hole. He added another one, he fingered my little hole, telling how tight it feels. When I reached out to feel his hard cock, which almost was bursting through his shorts he pulled it out. The thick huge meat was uncut, the moment he pulled it out and I saw the head of his dick looking incredibly thick and the rest of the shaft just as thick. He pulled me in closer, I opened my mouth and started sucking him. I pulled the skin back a bit, revealing those thick veins on it as well. He groaned as he pushed back, trying to go in deeper in my throat. The big man asked if I can handle it, his 10.5 inch monster. I looked him in the eyes, being honest i never tried this size before and didn’t know. He pulled something from the side of the bed, showing me a little bottle and telling me this will help.

I kept sucking on his meat, it barely bit in my mouth how thick it was. I think my fist had the same thickness. He played with my hole, I think he had four fingers in when he said it is time. He held the bottle in front of me, opened it up and ordered me to breath it in deep. I took one deep breath, he said to me good boy, I took another deep breath, he held it still before me as I took another deep breath. I felt funny, kinda dizzy as he said good boy one more. I did what he asked and did one more deep breath of it. He got on top of me, folded my legs and added a big glob of lube on my hole and covered his cock with more. Right after that he went in me, only I felt no pain. He easily went in, my hole just opening up, it feels so good as he went in deeper. The guy said that’s the bottle, opening you up and relaxing that pretty hole, amazing what poppers can do for a hung alpha like me.

He thrusted in whole cock in me, his huge balls slamming against my ass. I saw in his eyes the pure joy, he loved my tight hole. I had the best view, his big pecs and abs within reach and I did feel those big muscles while he pounded me firmly. He switched it up and used me in doggy position as well. His big hands pulling me in with every thrust made me cum hands free. I moaned as he stretched me out with no remorse. Suddenly it hit me, I never saw him putting on a condom. When he changed position again, putting me on the edge of the bed and my legs in the air with him standing in between I looked and he was using me bare. I had difficulty talking as he again went on with pounding my little body, I told him we should have used protection. He laughed, he said his dick will never feel a rubber around it. He said a pretty boy like me should be filled with his thick seed. He laughed as he said maybe that proteïne and testosterone I might get some size. It didn’t matter, right now he had me hitting waves of pleasure as his cock hits deep in me. His sweat dripping from his body, falling on me whenever he reaches down to kiss me. His pecs bouncing with each thrust looked so hot. When he really started to pound me, something in me felt like it snapped. Deep in my hole it felt different but really good.

The hunk his face changed as he roared loudly, praising me and my hole. Apparently he reached something deep in me and it felt beyond great. He went on with that my hole is milking his big fat cock like a pro right now. I didn’t know what he meant, but sure it felt amazing for me too.

Then he said he is going to cum, I looked as I saw his balls shocking up and down while I felt his thick load filling me up. He moaned, saying he never felt a hole milking him like this. He said my hole is milking him so good right now, he climbed on top of the bed. His cock still balls deep in me, he moved me with is powerful muscles more on the bed to make room for him. There he hovered on top of me, my legs wrapped around his body, his cock throbbing in me shooting ropes of cum in me. He told me my hole is still milking him, how it feels like I’m just milking him dry right now. He kissed me, his tongue in my throat while I felt his cum deep in me. He commented in between our kisses he never experienced this much cum coming from his balls. I just held on, his cock as hard as it could get, his whole body dripping with sweat on me. I held on to his big arms, but I started to feel like they weren’t as big as they were a few moments ago. I looked at them and saw them shrinking down with each burst of cum he pumped into me. I panicked and told him to pull out, he responded with no way. He didn’t want this to stop, it felt too good. He didn’t seem to care, his big body shrinking down before my eyes. Those big pecs fading away, just as his wide broad shoulders.

I begged him to pull out, something is wrong you are losing muscle. It snapped him out of his trance and panicked as well. He replied with, dude what the hell are you doing. How are you stealing my muscle, I didn’t even notice my body had been growing. My arms and chest now looking like a train.

He said he can’t pull out, his dick is stuck and just milking in his cock. In between the panicking, another orgasm hit him, again he blasted a thick load into me. It occurred to me, he still looked bulked up like a bull. He is still big, but maybe. I tried rolling over, he is still much stronger than me. However, his dick being milked he could not resist as he came again. I got us in the position where he had to lay on his back and I can ride that dick.

I straddled his cock, getting in a proper position and then I rode that cock. It felt so good having this all in me, riding it like a cowboy. This way he had no chance of resisting, he came over and over. He rapidly started to lose size, I had to keep adjusting myself to compensate my own growth. His body itself started to shrink down, getting smaller and smaller. I felt suddenly my own cock flopping around, I looked and saw it just getting bigger and bigger. My balls increasing in size too, becoming as big as oranges and hanging low it touched his pelvic area. The former hunk looked like a skinny twink when I didn’t feel his dick in me anymore. He lay there looking like a boy, not a sliver of masculinity left.

I stood up, looked at my body. I seem to be bigger than he was, I looked at my cock and it seems the same way there. I grabbed the little twink, spit on my cock and rammed it in his hole. I showed him no mercy, my balls needed to unload. He moaned like a little bitch as I thrusted deep. I brutally used his hole until I blasted thick white seed in his hole. Right after I left him, on the edge of the bed, his hole wide open and gaping. I saw a thick creamy white stream coming from his hole, forming a puddle of it on the ground. I left and never looked back, I’m finally what I always was meant yo be.

Erik Fankhouser, Jeff Long, and Ben Pakulski displaying their grotesquely pumped, roided, and vascular wheels. 

The Catfish Incident

"Thanks for the energy drink, man," Jake said, cracking open his can of blue energy soda as we ambled down the dimly lit hallway back to our apartments. The gym members' party had left us both hot and sweaty, and I thought a refreshing drink would be the perfect cap to our evening.

"Yeah, no problem, bro. You owe me one next time!" I replied, although I was thinking something else entirely as I watched him guzzle his beverage.

He was tall, about six feet three inches, with a toned physique that would make anyone envious. His hair, the color of wheat, was slicked back with some kind of product, and he wore a tank top that hugged his chest tightly, emphasizing his broad shoulders and thick arms. His shorts were tight enough to show off his wide hips and well-defined ass.

Standing beside him, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of insecurity. While I was reasonably fit and steadily working towards what I hoped would be my ideal body, Jake's presence ignited a deeper yearning within me. It wasn’t just about having muscular broad shoulders and a confident stride—it was about embodying that effortless aura of masculinity, the kind of identity that defines an alpha male.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot—I need to head back to my apartment now," Jake said abruptly. "I have a little rendezvous tonight," he added, flashing a smile.

"Sounds like a plan. What time is your date?" I asked casually, pausing beside him.

“About an hour from now, so I should probably hit the showers first. Gotta freshen up and work out these guns again,” he laughed. Then, without warning, he raised his left arm above his head and flexed his bicep, staring intently into my eyes. “It’s been too long since they’ve seen any action.”

I felt myself blush uncontrollably at his words, but luckily Jake didn't see it, and he continued heading down the hallway.

"See you tomorrow, Dave!" he called out over his shoulder before disappearing through his apartment door.

Little did he know, I was well aware of who he was meeting tonight.

As I stepped into my apartment, the familiar walls and furnishings offered no comfort to the restless longing stirring within me.

Each well-placed book and neatly aligned chair seemed to echo the structured, unyielding life I had sculpted for myself—a life of discipline as a respected professor, always mindful of reputation and societal expectations.

With a sigh, I removed my glasses and set them aside on the table. The lenses caught the fading light of the day, scattering beams that danced across the blandness of my living space, teasing me with glimpses of brightness in my otherwise predictable world.

This simple act felt like peeling away the layers of a persona crafted over years.

It felt symbolic, like I was discarding a part of myself that was too familiar, too constricted by old fears and inhibitions. Tonight was not a night for the timid David hidden behind those lenses; it was a night for someone entirely new.

I pulled off my tank top, feeling the cool air hit my bare skin, followed by the soft cotton of my white gym shorts. Finally, I slid down my underwear and tossed them aside. I felt incredibly vulnerable, standing there nude with no one else around.

Across the room, my gaze then shifted to the bed, where the realistic bodysuit of a Latino model lay outstretched. The room lighting cast a bright hue over its meticulously detailed surface, accentuating each muscular contour and shadow, making it look almost alive. It wasn’t just a garment; it was a gateway to another existence.

As soon as I saw it, I couldn’t resist touching its smooth skin. I ran my fingers over its chest and arms, feeling the softness of its skin. Then I slid my hands down to its waist and squeezed its firm butt cheeks. It even had a built-in penis that was larger than my own, which gave me a sense of excitement.

"Alright," I muttered under my breath, "let’s get started."

I could feel my dick twitch as I reached down and grabbed hold of the slit at the back of the bodysuit. The suit itself was made of a special material that allowed for easy movement and flexibility. Slowly, I began pulling the two sides apart so that there would be enough room for me to get inside.

As I sat down in the chair, I began sliding my right leg into one of the muscular legs. They were tight but not uncomfortable. As I pulled them up over my thigh, I could feel the skin stretching slightly as it moved up my leg. This was going to be so fucking hot!

I continued moving my left leg into the second leg until both feet were on the ground. Next, I positioned my shaft to the built-in dick and slid my arms into the sleeves. My biceps bulged with each movement.

Standing up, I took a few steps forward, feeling the incredible strength of my legs against my skin. I flexed my arm, watching the veins pulsate under the surface. I couldn’t help but smile at my new, sexy body.

Finally, I put on the built-in mask that resembled the handsome face of a Latino model.

As I slid it over my head, I felt the soft material conform to the contours of my face.

Once the mask was fully secured, the ’Heddon’ app on my phone opened up.

In order for the bodysuit to work properly, it needed to be activated. I selected “Start Sealing” and watched as the screen filled with images of the process.

Suddenly, there was a click, and the suit began to seal shut around me. I felt the muscles of my legs begin to tingle as they fused with the suit.

My thighs and calves became more defined as the skin tightened around them. The same sensation spread across my chest and shoulders, making them bulge outward. My arms seemed to grow larger as the suit conformed to my muscles.

Within seconds, the transformation was complete, and the suit fully integrated with my body, leaving no trace of its presence. It was as if I had become one with this sexy, lifelike skin.

With a grin, I stepped towards the mirror, admiring my reflection. The face staring back at me was that of a young, fit Hispanic man with broad shoulders and narrow hips.

“Welcome back,” I whispered to myself as I looked in the mirror at my new reflection. “Diego.”

My jawline was strong and defined, giving me a masculine appearance. I flexed my biceps, showing off the definition in my arms.

I ran my hands over my hard chest, feeling the firmness beneath my fingers. Then, I squeezed my pecs, enjoying the way they rippled beneath my touch.

I let my hands travel down to the bulge between my legs, squeezing it gently. My cock throbbed with excitement as I imagined what it would feel like to fuck someone with this body.

I picked up my phone, opened a dating app and messaged Jake using the Diego profile. We’d chatted a little bit on the app a few weeks earlier, and he seemed really interested in meeting up.

“Hey sexy,” I typed into the chat window. “Want to see some pics?”

“Sure thing, stud,” Jake responded. “Whatcha got?”

I smiled as I sent him a couple of pictures of myself wearing different leather and latex outfits.

“That’s hot,” Jake wrote. “Do you think you can do something even hotter tonight?”

I grinned as I typed back, “Of course, baby. Anything for you.”

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A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a Reddit thread mentioning "Heddon: House of Transformation" — a service offering realistic bodysuits that promised an entirely new level of personal transformation. Intrigued yet skeptical, I clicked through.

The website was adorned with glossy images of transformations and detailed testimonials from users who spoke of life-altering experiences. Video demos showcased the suits’ incredible realism and functionality, portraying seamless transitions from person to suit.

Admittedly, the site and service were new, which did little to alleviate my skepticism. However, a promotional offer for first-time users—a significant discount on their first order—was enough to tip the scales.

Despite my initial doubts and the nagging thought that it could all be an elaborate scam, I decided to take the plunge with some disposable income I’ve set aside.

I ordered a customized bodysuit modeled after a muscular Latino—a physique and persona so starkly different from my own that it felt like it could only exist in fantasies.

When the package arrived, it included not just the bodysuit but also detailed instructions for using the accompanying "Heddon: House of Transformation" app.

The app, once downloaded, allowed me to control the bodysuit’s features, including the crucial sealing process which would integrate the suit seamlessly with my own body.

When I first donned my new Diego bodysuit a few nights ago, I created a fake profile on the dating app and got tons of messages but one message caught my attention— it was my gym buddy Jake.

“Hi there! You’re so hot and cute!” he wrote.

“Thank you! You’re pretty handsome yourself,” I responded.

We chatted for a bit, discussing our hobbies and interests. I told him that I was looking for someone to share my fetishes with, and that I loved wearing latex.

He responded quickly, saying that he was also interested in exploring his kinks and that he loved wearing leather and latex. Before long, we were messaging each other every night, sharing our deepest desires and fantasies.

A few days later, Jake asked me if I would be willing to come over to his apartment and have some fun. I agreed, excited to finally meet him in person.

“I’m so glad you’re coming over,” he wrote back. “I’ve been dying to meet you in person.”

“Me too,” I replied. “I can’t wait to see you.”

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Now, here I am, standing outside Jake’s apartment door, feeling nervous and excited all at once. I knocked on Jake's door and soon heard the sound of footsteps approaching. The door swung open, revealing Jake standing there in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

Diego! Come in!” he says, grinning at me. I follow him into the apartment, and he shuts the door behind us.

Jake leans against the door, studying my body. “Wow, you look amazing,” he says. “I never imagined you would actually look like this.”

“Thanks. It feels good to finally be able to meet you in person,” I reply. Jake smiles and directs me toward the living room. I remove my jacket, revealing my tight black muscle shirt and latex pants.

Jake’s eyes widen, and he lets out a low groan. “Damn, you’re fucking hot,” he says, running his hands along my chest. His hand then slides down my chest and over my crotch. “And you’re hard.”

“I am,” I whisper. “You make me feel so horny.”

We sit down on the couch, and Jake pours us some drinks. “So, tell me more about yourself,” he says. “What kind of stuff do you like doing?”

“Well, I love wearing leather and latex,” I say. “And I love playing different characters. Sometimes I dress up as a superhero, sometimes as a villain. It really depends on my mood.”

“That’s cool,” Jake says. “Me too. I love wearing my costumes, especially when I’m out with friends. It helps me let loose and have fun.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” I say. “Sometimes it’s hard to be yourself when you’re around other people, but when you’re in your costume, you can let go and be whoever you want to be.”

“Exactly,” Jake says, smiling. “It’s like a whole new world opens up when you put on a costume.”

Jake leans closer, his eyes locked on mine. “And sometimes, they bring us closer to our true selves than we ever thought possible. Maybe because we feel safe behind the mask, we can express our true feelings.”

The air between us charges with an unspoken understanding. I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest. “Have you ever felt that way? Like you’ve discovered something real about yourself through a character?”

Jake nods slowly, his gaze intensifying. “More often than you might think. Sometimes, it’s only when I'm someone else that I can express what I really feel... what I really want.”

I watch as he removes his towel, revealing his hard cock. I gasp in pleasure as he strokes himself slowly, looking straight into my eyes. The moment hangs heavy between us, laden with unvoiced desires.

Then, impulsively, Jake closes the distance, his lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss that feels like the culmination of our shared revelations. Our tongues dance together, exploring each other's mouths, as I moan softly and my fingers thread through Jake's soft hair.

Jake breaks away from our fervent kiss, leaving me breathless and longing for more. With a sultry grin, he stands up and begins to undress me, one piece at a time.

My excitement grows as he pulls my tight latex shirt over my head, exposing my toned chest and chiseled abs. He trails his fingers down my torso, sending delicious tingles through my entire body.

As Jake continues to undress me, his touch becomes increasingly intimate and sensual. He caresses my skin, grazing his fingertips along my shoulders, arms, and sides. I lean into his touch, letting the warmth of his hands linger on my skin.

Finally, Jake reaches my pants and skillfully slips them down my legs, revealing my matching black briefs. He pauses for a moment, admiring the sight of me in my underwear, before slowly removing them as well. Standing before him completely naked, I feel exposed yet empowered by his admiration.

Jake's eyes sparkle with lust as he looks me up and down. "You're beautiful," he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

My heart races as he bends down to press his lips against my chest, trailing kisses down to my abdomen. His hands explore my body, massaging my muscles and stroking my skin. I close my eyes, surrendering to the waves of pleasure that wash over me.

Just as I start to drift into blissful oblivion, Jake abruptly stops. I open my eyes to find him looking intently into my eyes, a small smile playing on his lips.

"What's wrong?" I ask, confused by the sudden pause.

"Come with me," he murmurs. "I have something I want to show you. It’s my private collection."

He then gestured to a door at the end of the hall. My heart pounded in my chest as I followed him into the room.

Entering, I gasped in surprise at the sight. Scattered all over the room were several realistic bodysuits, each one more impressive than the last.

While pretending to be amazed, I wondered if Jake realized I was wearing a fake body.

Jake grinned. "My job has its perks," he explained. "I'm a beta tester for 'Heddon', so I get access to their entire collection."

"This is amazing," I remarked, feigning ignorance. My hands ran over one of the suits. "What are these things and how do they work?"

"Don't pretend you don't know," Jake chuckled. "You may think you're fooling me, but you aren't."

He was right. Staring at him in disbelief, I asked, "What?... what do you mean?"

"It's not a secret," Jake replied. "These suits have a distinct smell, and I've gotten used to it. I know when someone is wearing one."

I sighed, knowing I couldn't deny it any longer. "Okay, fine," I admitted. "You caught me. But please, don't tell anyone else. This is just between us."

"Of course," Jake nodded. "I understand."

He reached out and touched the side of my fake face. "I don't care who you are or what you're doing. I like the idea of someone else being able to take on a new identity for a while."

"Thank you," I said, smiling. "But seriously, why are you showing me all of these suits?"

Jake shrugged. "Since you're wearing one, I thought of wearing one as well," he suggested. "Maybe we can have a little role-play fun."

He then picked up a bodysuit that resembled a tanned male model with long hair. "Do you think this fits the bill?" he asked, holding it up.

I smirked and touched the bodysuit Jake had chosen. "Let's find out, shall we?"

The silver lining

Body a day II - #2: Spectrum

The hologram suit was ready for action. Having slipped on the massive, and on its own quite impressive, silver muscle suit, the wearer initiated the program and the transformation began. At first the suit began to darken, the silver sheen dulled and turned grey, before it began to take on a human skin tone. It tightened around its wearer whilst muscles, veins, freckles, pores and birthmarks replaced the grey lustreless material, as it bended the whole spectrum of light to create the illusion of an all-natural muscular hunk.

Breathing heavily as his arousal grew, he watched his appearance becoming more and more human and more and more convincing.

He then began to tweak the in-built voice modulator. “Testing… testing… testing” he repeated as he adjusted the pitch until he found the exact sound he liked. The voice was stolen from some guy he had found on social media, but he liked it a lot, so he wanted it for himself.

He slipped on a couple of Calvin Klein boxers (three sizes bigger than what he’d normally wear), that would cover the one thing the suit was lacking. But he was still very satisfied with the result. He flexed and the illusion was perfect. Nobody would imagine he was just a guy in a suit. The spectrum of light was carefully controlled to make him appear as his ideal self, even the infrared part. If you looked at him through thermographic camera, you wouldn’t be able to tell that this was just a guy in a suit.

He rummaged through the piles of clothes he had prepared, more than enough for various outfits… and identities should it be desired. He could become anyone, as long as they fit the proportions of the suit, and he didn’t want it any other way. Being a muscleman was something he had always wanted, and he saw no reason to change that anytime soon.

Having finally decided on an outfit, he took a couple of selfies in the bathroom mirror, admiring the result. Then it was time to head out and put this hologram to the test.

“Let’s go!”

Caption Drop

Corey made his wish, he wanted to be huge, a massive muscular beast, he wanted men to be shocked when they say him naked. He thought he had coved all his bases when making his demands to the Djinn "I want to be huge, only muscle growth, i wanna have awesome abs, I want men Im about to sleep with be shocked when I take off my pants in front of them, I dont wanna lose any intelligence, I dont wanna be hairy, I just wanna be a hyper masculine muscle cow" The Djinn smiled granting his wish. Corey got the body of his dreams, unfortunately for him he did think about how he casually threw in being a muscle cow and moments after his muscled stopped inflating he felt a pain in his groin, watching his pants bulge outwards the zipper suddenly split open. Corey stared in shock, his balls had become the size of a beachball, his dick was gone now instead four dicks hung off the corner of his sack making it look like a giant udder.

"wh-WHAT DID YOU DO TO MM..MEEE....MOOOOOOOOOO"

"well you did say you wanted to be a big muscle cow" the Djinn laughed in response

"MOOOOOOOOO!!! MOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Corey yelled, the noise of a frustrated bull replacing his voice, but the Djinn was unable to understand him and so the desperate attempts to reverse the beastly part of his wish were simply ignored.

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Kyle always wanted to be a competitive bodybuilder but he could never stick to the diet to cut down enough to go on stage, nor did he have the confidence. He had all the muscle, if only he could shift the bodyfat and think he was worthy of being on stage. Kyle made a simple wish "I wish I looked good enough for the stage, I wish I had the confidence to stand in front of all those guys"

Suddenly the clothes Kyle was wearing was replaced with a slutty harness, something snapped in his brain and all his nervous anxiety was replaced with cocky douchbag thoughts. Kyle was ready for the stage alright, not as a bodybuilder, but instead as a slutty horny man whore.

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Less than 5 minutes ago John was a much smaller twunk. He pumped into a guy at the gym, his sweat smeared across him. John called the guy a disgusting sweaty roid pig. The guy was ready to drop it but John continued to tell him how he'd never wanna be that big, he cracked a joke saying the man probably stunk like a locker room 24/7 because of how hard it would be to move his body. Suddenly two guys grabbed John's arms and the man he made fun of forced his jaw open and shoved what tasted like a small lemon lolly. John's body began to grow uncontrollably. Soon he was a giant freak. John stared at his new body, the body of a giant sweaty gorilla, his stench was worse than anything he had ever smelt before and the 3 bodybuilders who were pinning him down moments ago were now laughing at him and his awful stench in the corner of the locker room.

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Quick Bet

Jake stood there is disbelief as he heard the terms of what he had just agreed to.

Just seconds ago he was a scrawny guy who barely filled out his shirt and now it hugged his chest like it was a size too small. He had made a friend at the gym recently and invited him over for a bros games night. He's new friend said they should make it interesting and place bets on who'd win. Jake agreed even after his buddy said 900 pounds. He didn't know how the money conversion would effect how much money that really was but Jake believed in his gaming skills and so he agreed. It was only after his friend kicked his ass 20 - 0 that he learnt what he really bet on. His new friend revealed that the loser didn't owe money but rather 900 pounds of pure muscle. Jake laughed at first before his suddenly filled out his clothes to the point they were tight and he looked like a natural bodybuilder. Pretty soon Jake heard the sound of tearing as his pants began to give way to his slowly expanding muscle. His new friend just laughed as he watched Jake slowly transforming into a muscled up freakshow...