Very Funny, Scotty. But Seriously, Have You Seen My Muscles? These Things Are Huge. Stiles Strokes His

“Very funny, Scotty. But seriously, have you seen my muscles? These things are huge.” Stiles strokes his hands down his new body. “And look at how cute these teeth are. And ohmygod he has a giant-”

“We need to fix this as soon as possible,” Scott says.

(Because Hoechlin did an impression of Stiles at Nemetonitacon)  

Superman’s red briefs cannot contain his massive bulge

Tyler didn't expect a magic show to be hosted at his birthday party. But knowing his friends he should have expecting something like this. The show was fun to watch. The magician was very skilled with his tricks and illusions. It almost seemed like the man could do real magic.

"Now for the grand finale. A special gift for the guest of honor." The magician said.

He gestures for Tyler to join him up on stage. With the encouragement of his friends, Tyler stood up and got up on stage.

"I hope you've been enjoying my show." The magician said.

"Because I saved my best trick for last." He added before Tyler could speak.

The way the other man was smiling at him unnerved Tyler a little. So he stood there with a forced smile. Wondering what the guy's deal was to give Tyler such a creepy smile.

"We can all agree that Tyler here is a very handsome man no?" The magician started.

"But imagine how he would look if I enhanced his looks a bit." The magician then says something in a language Tyler doesn't understand. When this strange light suddenly overcomes him. He finds it hard to move after that, his head pounding as this weird sensation pulsates through him.

He groans, clutching his head as his body rapidly changes on stage for all to see. Tyler friends in the audience make various sounds of astonishment over seeing Tyler changing.

"He looks even better doesn't he?" The magician asks Tyler startled friends.

While the former actor stands there, too busy flexing his large muscles to pay any attention.

"Though I don't think he has the means to be a actor anymore. But he will make for a perfect new assitant."

Lust

My encounter with the trickster didn’t go as planned. I was no secret that I was a big fan of Tyler Hoechlin. I have followed his career since he was on teen wolf, and I have to say that my obsession with him was far from being a healthy one. Of course, I not only wanted to admire him, but I also wanted to become him. That’s why I performed the spell to summon the trickster. She told me that she could make my dream come true, that she could appease my lust by transforming me into him. There was just one condition, I couldn’t climax while in his body. If I did it just once, I would end up back in my original self. I didn’t think to much about that rule, I was more than happy to make a deal with her. I could only smile as I saw his image on the mirror.  However, that rule was a torture. My dick is begging me to play with him. I survived the first two days as him. But just by hearing people calling me Tyler, by hearing my sexy new voice or changing clothes… man, I was certain that I would not last a week inside him. Now I am in a conference, and I am unable to maintain my snake at peace. I loved this body, but there is no denying that my lust and desire for having some fun is even bigger.

for @drpepperdragoon  sorry it took so long to get this out to you, hope you enjoy it.

Tyler Hoechlin looked at the suit he was sent, grimacing at the state it was in, not to mention the smell of it was foul, as if whoever had it never washed it, smelling heavily of smoke, and sex. There was no way he was doing the charity event wearing something like this. He lifted the box up, intending to throw it in the trash were it belonged only to have some unseen force tip the box over, the suit falling in his arms from where he had it stretched out away from his body.

As soon as the Santa suit touches his skin, it starts to wrap around him, Tyler startled and shouts in shock, fighting with it to get it off as it tightens around him like a snake. The Santa suit begins to pull itself closer to him, fusing to Tyler’s clothing as he’s helpless to do anything to remove it, until the disgusting Santa suit is completely on him, the hat sealing around his head, as the final touch.

Tyler feels dizzy, the smell of the Santa suit making it hard to think clearly, he tries to pull it off, the suit not moving, despite how baggy it is on him it just won’t come off. He then feels his body starting to feel hot, beads of sweat run down his forehead, stumbling on his wobbly legs, Tyler finds a mirror, watching in horror just as his stomach pushes out, filling out the large front of the red Santa coat, his pecs sagging and enlarge into a pair of large flabby man tits, outlining the top front of the suit as they rest on top his enlarge flabby gut. “Ho ho, What the fuck?” Tyler blurts out, covering his mouth his his hand, feeling this fingers thicken and become larger when he jerks it back away from his mouth.

With his hand removed Tyler sees his stubble turning grey then pure white, growing longer into a beard and keeps growing down, stopping just above his chest, he brings his hand up to touch the white long beard he now has, unable to stop the shuddering moan from escaping his lips as his hand strokes it. His cock tenting the front of the red pants, growing thicker in size as it becomes hard, Tyler’s body half expanding, his ass ballooning out as filling out the back of the pants, Tyler can’t help but turn around to get a glimpse of it, ‘Fucking hot lard ass.’ passes through his mind when he looks at it, thoughts of getting fucked by other men filling his head, unable to push those out as the changes continue.

Tyler’s hair thins under the Santa hat, growing longer and turning snow white, as a pair of glasses appears on his face, the glasses triggering his skin to become withered and wrinkled as he ages up to be the age he looks now, a man well into his 70s, Tyler still freaks out in his mind, but that part of him slowly fades away, his new thoughts overtaking him, as the old Santa bear starts touching himself. Unbuttoning the front of his suit to reveal the thick forest of white body hair covering his torso, running his fat finger through it, humming to himself as he uses his other hand to free his cock, the thick member flopping out of the stained pants as he begins jerking himself off to his reflection.

As he gets himself off a large pipe appears in his mouth, his hand that was rubbing his torso moves to hold onto it, taking deep puffs from it, as if its something natural to him, blowing smoke from his nose as he keeps working his cock. When he feels his orgasm building, his movements pick up, soon he’s blowing his load, and his old self and memories all over the dirty mirror, adding to the cum stains on it’s reflective surface, the house around him changing from a expensive loft in Hollywood to a grimy trailer in the middle of the south somewhere. Tyler Hoechlin the actor forever gone, in his place Trey Harris, a local perform at the gay bar downtown, best known for playing a ‘Dirty Santa’ around the holiday season, which speaking off he should be getting there soon, his act starts in an hour and he needs to get there make sure everything ready, he’s sure the other bears at the club are really going to enjoy his act tonight.

( epilogue. Once at the club Trey turns all the in shape young gay men into chubby cubs, obese bears, truckers, etc turning the gay club into a bear bar.)