Still Waiting For Help :)

still waiting for help :)

Request for help :)

Hi everyone.

 First of all, thanks to everyone who appreciated and who will appreciate my new story. I will continue to produce the history for this series by far. 

Secondly, there is a small problem. I find it difficult to find photos for racial TF. So if you have a few photos where handsome foreign guys are a bit upset or a bit lost, please send it to me. You can also send pictures of the guys before turning if you have interesting pictures. 

And you can also send a photo of Mr. Turns, as you imagine. Maybe your photo will appear in history. Send photos, I will be very grateful. And thanks again for your support ;)

Thanks for this story :) It’s  very hot...

This was a request that was requested by another blogger like me and he is casualpatrolperfection, so please go follow him, he make amazing stories.

So you are a small nerdy adult that is straight and you are going on a trip. So as you were rushing to the plane to go my vacation. Till it was already late and you saw the plane leave without you. You will have to wait 3 hours just for another plane.

A Few hours pass and you go on your plane. The plane took hours and some people were complaining. Once your plane landed you got a taxi and asked the driver “to take to this five star hotel that is around this place?”, Then once you are a your hotel you book the best room in that hotel because there was no other rooms left.

As you made it to your room you see that last person how was here left his clothes, you guessed that they rushed out of the room. They left some of their food. You decided to check out if their clothes fits you, so you can take home. Then you find this box. It has a button on top and you think it can grant wishes, but for a price.

You stare at it as you think it is a child’s toy. Then you wish that you were handsome and muscular and that you had a big dick. The box had different words now it say what is the price. You don’t know what kind of price. So you say this box is gay. Then the box words change to press button to confirm that you will become gay for the new life. Then you press it and it say you have more room for another with it. So you wish that you were everyone was attracted to you. Then the box says that to make everyone attracted to you need to give another cost. So you thought of your intelligence to gove up as well. So you say that “ I am going to give up my intelligence. the box says press button to confirm wishes.

you press the button.

Then you feel heat enter body, when you let go of the button. Then you feel you body as it grow taller. Then you take off all you clothes because the heat is too much. Then you feel as if your chest was inflating. Then your body gains a hard 6 six pack. Then the heat goes to your arms and hands as they grow big and you see veins popping and the arm turns rock hard. Then then heat goes to your legs and feet. Then your legs grow humongous and strong and big. Then your feet get bigger and you take off your shoes.

Then the heat goes to your face and it changes the features, as they are you eyes getting wider and your eyebrows getting thicker and your nose gets narrow. Then the heat goes to your balls and your dick and as you see them grow and your balls get to the size of tennis balls and you dick gets bigger and thicker and then you cum a lover too he floor. Then your transformation completes. Then you feel yourself getting dumber and dumber and soon you feel horny and you want to stick your sick into a mans ass now and you feel a attracted to men now. You soon put on boxers and pants and head down to the beach because you see a man with an nice ass and you both had fun in that big bed in the room. Then the box diappears. Now You like going to the beach now to find a sexy man who is checking you out, so then you you can fuck them in your hotel. Now I am guessing you aren’t a tourist anymore.

This is another request made from causalpatrolperfection an he also does muscle growth blogs to and so please go follow him.

As you won a trip to Mexico you get sad because of the plane ride from Russia all the way to Mexico. Once you go to the plane to and land you go to your hotel and leave all your things in hotel room. You see this old run down shop and you these boxers that are still perfectly sad in the package and it says on the package “this brief can make you become a man from where your at.

You go back to you hotel room after you were done taking the boxers home. You soon take a shower and go to the beach and take the boxers to put them on at the beach. You get to the changing room and take off all your clothes and put on the boxers leaving and don’t put on your shoe and pants because you want a tan, but that leaves you showing off you skinny body and arms and legs. You soon see people leaving and going home, until it is just you and you soon see that there was a necklace with the package and put it on.

You were about to go home till you felt the boxers sending out heat to your body. You soon see your chest staring to hared and see your your upper chest gain pecs and as your belly get abs 6 pack and you soon start getting taller and you soon felel your arms inflating really big and you soon feel your arms rock hard and then the heat goes to your legs as they get muscular more muscular and you see veins popping around your body.. then the heat goes to your face, as you feel your face getting chiseled and you face getting cheek bones and your eyebrows get thicker.

The all the heat go to your dick and balls. you see the balls go to the size of tennis balls and your dick gets bigger then it was before even though it was big before. You soon feel your cock get thicker and longe. Then your all the heat goes to your butt, as it gets big and soon you stretch out the boxers to look like a speedo. You soon forget your old Russia life and gain a New Mexican life where you don’t know Russia, but Latin. You soon fell horny and you cum in the boxers that now look like speedo. You go in to the water to wash off the cum and see that once you come out your hairs is longer and you are more tanned then usually. You soon see that you are now interested in men instead off women and you wait by the room now and wait for a gay muscular guy, so you horny dick can get some big ass. You still keep the necklace and now speedo, so you can show off your body.

Mr. Turns' Servant. Part # 1 "Winston"

Winston was desperate. More recently, he worked in a large restaurant chain as a waiter, but one fateful day he was careless and rude to the son of the Manager. On the same day, Winston lost his job and now can no longer dream to get a job in some other restaurant.

Winston's been looking for a job for 2 months. Any work. His savings came to an end, and the owner of the apartment, which was rented by a young man told him that if he did not pay, he would throw him out on the street.

Winston was a perfectly normal 21-year-old. He had blonde hair, blue bright eyes, and medium build. He could not boast of a strong abs or a long cock, but his boyish cute face won the hearts. Typical American guy whose smile made all the girls go to College.

Now Winston was lying on his couch and looking at the "Work" column in the new paper.

Winston already wanted to shut down the paper without finding anything. But here at the bottom he found an ad.

 "A permanent job in a country house requires a servant. Butler, cook, gardener, pool boy, maid, security guard and others. Preferably men. Wages are high, accommodation and food are provided. Excellent vacation once a year."

Below was written the address. Winston was surprised that the phone was not written. Winston wrote the address down on his notebook. He wanted to check it against the paper, but when he looked again, the announcement was gone. "What the hell?"Winston thought, but decided to go to the address.

After 2 hours, Winston was on the verge of a huge mansion. In front of him was a beautifully trimmed lawn and a small fountain

Winston rang the bell. Literally a minute later the door was opened by the owner of the house. It was a tall man in his late 40s Tanned face was fringed with a dark beard with a little grey. The white Bathrobe was draped over the muscular body. "He's probably lifting a lot of weight in the gym," Winston Thought. 

"Hello, I'm Mr. Turns."The man held out his strong palm. "You must have come on the announcement in the newspaper?”

"I am? Yeah, sure. My name is Winston."

 "Come, Winston." the Man grabbed the young man by the shoulder and aggressively led him to his grandson, closing the door on the latch.

"So you're looking for a job, Winston?"The landlord was straightforward. "I can hire you as my gardener. I bought this house recently and my garden and lawn is now in a terrible state" 

"Gardener? But sir, I've never worked as a gardener, I'm afraid I won't..." Winston began to protest.

"Nonsense. You'll learn quickly. You have to agree. You need money, right? I'll pay $ 1,000 a week. Plus Accommodation, food and paid vacation," 

Winston wanted to agree. He was ready for anything. But something about this stranger was wrong... Everything was too good... Too much. 

"Okay, on the hands of" Winston held out his hand. Mr. Turns shook hands. In the second hand he already held a few papers and a pen. 

"Just sign the contract here. It's just a formality."

Winston mesmerized took the pen and signed the papers. 

"Excellent!"Mr. Thorns' eyes began to glow bright blue.

 "What happens?!"Winston dropped his pen. He felt his body go numb. He stood frozen in the middle of the hall and could not even move a finger. 

"My dear boy, you just signed a contract with me. Let me tell you a few terms of this contract."Mr. Thorns' eyes continued to glow, paralyzing Winston. "Firstly, this contract is indefinite and only I can break it, and secondly, only foreigners work in my house. No Americans. This is done to ensure that all the servants spoke different languages and was not able to organize a mass escape. It's just being careful. Third,in my house work only men with model -. I like to watch beautiful men work sometimes, and fourthly, only I set the dress code at work. Your dress code for this hot July month will be speedo alone"

"But sir. I'm an American and not a model. I'm afraid I don't fit your terms."

"My boy, it's easily fixable." the mansion Owner just snapped his fingers. In the same second Winston sensed that his head was spinning. He was sick. The young man tightly closed his eyes and prayed that it would all be over as soon as possible. Winston couldn't see himself from the outside, but his transformation had already begun. His skin was getting darker by the second. His muscles began to inflate and stretch his old clothes. Biceps increased at least 3 times. Huge pectoral muscles stretched his shirt so that the top 2 buttons came off with a whistle. His abs became more distinct and sculptural. Now Winston could boast of six distinct cubes on his abs! His legs swelled exponentially until they were huge and nearly ripped his pants. Foot size also increased by 3 sizes! His humble cock stretched out to the size of a large 8.5 inch snake in his pants. The balls fell with massive golf balls. But the main transformation was on Winston's face.

His blonde hair of medium length began to be drawn back into the skull. They became darker and tougher. On the temples them now did not exist. Such hairstyles Winston never wore! His darker face was now covered with bristles. As black and hard as the hair on his head. Blue eyes darkened with every second, until they were a rich brown. Eyebrows became darker and thicker. His chin became clearer and more courageous. Bristles turned into a well-groomed short beard. The nose, cheekbones, ears and forehead were transformed into a completely different face. After that, the New Winston opened his eyes and stared at his new employer.

"I love to watch the transformation! It's fascinating. Your name isn't Winston now. You're a Turkish guy named Arik. Now go to the bathroom on the second floor. Take a shower. You can play with yourself. Then put on your new speedo and get to work" Winston, and now Arik felt the paralytic spell receded.

"Bana ne yaptın! Beni geri getirin! Türk olmak istemiyorum." Arik slapped his lips in horror. He spoke Turkish?! 

"Don't try to escape.In this new look, you have nowhere to go.Now you can go and do my errands. Oh Yes. I'm the only one in this house will understand your words. Enjoy your new life.” Mr. Turns has retired to his bedroom. 

Arik, almost crying, went to the second floor to take a shower. He washed his new powerful body and played with his new big friend. After that, he fatally put on a narrow red speedo and looked at his new body in the mirror. Now he will have to work in this body gardener indefinitely... Maybe if he works well, Mr. Turns will give him back his old body and his old life?..

Don’t Bully My Staff

I run a special type of business: dealing with fantasy, the human body, and the love to be served. Before you get a wild idea, it isn’t exactly an escort service, more of a way for men to feel more manly. I have about 30 or so twinkish guys who bring my clients many different things. It ranges from bottle service, butlers, and even go go dancers. I’ve never had an unhappy client, but I have had a few who became too much for my boys to handle. 

I’m protective of my boys, they work hard and I expect my clients to treat them right. If they don’t, well lets say they don’t stay clients for long. Take Aaron Martin for example. He may look good, but inside that boy is nothing but a hot mess. He’s a trust fund child with some sort of complex where he needs to make men feel inferior to him.

I finally had my last straw when he gave Ben a verbal smack down over a wink. I couldn’t continue to watch him treat my staff like this. Ben slunk back behind the bar tears welling up in his eyes. I assured him that I would be taking care of Aaron. Ben watched me add a little powder to the drink much like many of my other guys had. “Please go take this to him. Tell him it is on the house.“ Ben did as requested. I had hopes that Aaron might make amends for his actions. He might even surprise me and do something kind. Sadly no such luck, as usual he snatched the drink from Ben and quickly sent him away. I just smiled as he took a sip of the beer. 

I waited until he was half way through before making my way over. Aaron immediately sat up knowing it was best not to piss me off. “Aaron why don’t you and I have a chat in my office?” He looked confused, but he got up and followed me as we made our way to the back where my office was. 

He stopped being cordial once I shut the door. “What the hell?! You better not be kicking me out! I’ll buy the property and triple your rent.” I smiled at his threats and sat down across from him. 

“See, Aaron,” I said leaning in and putting my hand on his thigh. “I don’t think your threats are going to work with me. I’m not some guy you can bully around.” I gave his thigh a squeeze and he flinched. I was testing his muscle, feeling his thighs bulking up a little in those track pants he always wears. “You know, I’m shocked you didn’t order something more fruity. It is your taste after all.” I watched as he got confused, the beer was almost gone, but now he looked at it in disgust. 

“Would you like another drink?” I asked, requesting something more favorable to be brought by Ben. He gulped, but nodded. Ben wasted no time handing me the drink. “Here Aaron, take a sip.” I handed over the colorful fruity drink and he took that first sip. He let out a little moan and I smiled seeing how easy it was to trick the mighty jock. 

“Now Aaron, I can’t have you treating my boys the way you do. They deserve your respect.” He nodded and I looked up to see his black locks lightening. “See, when you see one of them. You need to smile at them and be courteous. Does that make sense?” He frowned a little, but took another sip. It lightened his mood as he nodded and smiled this time. His face was softening, growing a little bit of his baby fat back. 

The next few sips he took pushed him over the edge. The muscle in his arms dwindled, but it didn’t stray too far as his ass grew slightly. It was time to start changing my tactics. “Aaron, you do understand that you need to make sure the clients are happy.” I waited for his reaction as he took another sip. He was fighting it, but he finally nodded. I smiled as his hair finished lightening into blonde. Not even his father would recognize him now. 

I watched his eyes noticing how he kept glancing down towards my jeans. Everything was going according to plan. The straight jock inside him was slowly losing out as the gay twink stepped forward. “Aaron, can you tell me what you plan to do in order to have a successful career here?” 

Those bright eyes of his lit up at the possibility of a job. “Well sir,” he said in a higher pitched voice. “I plan to make sure every client is treated as best as they can. I am willing to do whatever it takes. I can even shadow under someone if you feel that would be best.” His drink was almost gone.

“That’s a fantastic idea, but lets see how you look in a uniform before I make a decision.” I leaned over opening a drawer and pulled out a thong. “Go put this on.” He reached out taking them without hesitation, his drink empty. “Yes sir! I’ll be right back!” 

He left and quickly made his way back. The drink worked better than I anticipated, his old jock body had rearranged itself to fill him out in the right places. 

“I think we will be a perfect fit, don’t you think so Aaron?” He nodded vigorously giving in. It sucks losing a patron, but Aaron has quickly adapted to his new life. I know Ben is more appreciative as he guy who once tormented him, now follows him like a shadow. I think he even bosses Aaron around now from time to time. Not that Aaron cares, they never do when they decide to join me.