Bow Down To Your Golden Alpha Twin Gods @golden-logan10 And Me

Bow Down to your Golden Alpha Twin Gods @golden-logan10 and me🏆👑💪🏻

Sup Bros!

Sup dudes. I'm Xander, new Left Fullback for the coolest fucking team in the world! GO GOLD BROS!

As soon as the jersey touches ur skin bro ur changed. Addicted. Always working out n playing any sports with ur bros. Nothing else matters. Thinking wont matter. Only the team matters bro. GOLD TEAM forever bro. 💪🤤💪

( TF story 4 mah broz @golden-logan10, @scott-golden9 and @toxicafaesthetic) Zeus and Hercules were best buddies growing up. Coming from a small town in rural Texas, they grew up together as their families knew each other heavily. During Easter time, Zeus and Hercules would find shiny, golden eggs together as their families discussed grown-up topics, during the 4th of July they would salute the flag together and play with Roman Candles, but their favorite time together was when they played Football on Thanksgiving. Football soon became their bonding activity, for Hercules was exceptionally strong and made for a great Linebacker, while Zeus was Agile with a capital A and made for a great Wide receiver. They grow up playing football, growing to love the sport to the point of reaching the thresh hold of obsession, but they still had another dream; to travel to the United Kingdom after college. Time passed and they grew up, playing football first in Middle School and being the best players on the team. Then they went to High School and were immediately in first string Varsity. Eventually, during their senior year, they would end up as D1 athletes. As a result of working out and playing football for their entire youth, when they both blew out their candles on their shared 18th birthday, they were truly the strongest people in their small town. Alas, they had to leave the small town and head to a big city college, but they both managed to get to the same college on a sports scholarship. At college they were inseparable. Every class they shared, every schedule was the same, it was as if the gods above didn't want them to separate. They even were able to keep their same football positions on the college football team! Life was truly a dream, and yet they still had one wish left: to visit the United Kingdom. Time passed and they completed their classes. with great difficulty, and they were the posterchildren of the schools football team. They managed to graduate, and the College memorialized them with Hercules and Zeus in their gear posing.

Additionally, their families chose to send them tickets to fulfill their dreams. These shiny, golden tickets were a round trip to the United Kingdom! Hercules and Zeus partied that night, celebrating the fulfillment of their wish.

The next day rolls around, and they pack up their items and head off to the airport. Time passes, they go through security, they get their luggage put away, and they board the plane. Antsy with excitement and anticipation, they begin to sweat in their seats, having to open up their shirts. Unfortunately for the other passengers, they forgot to put on deodorant before getting on the plane, oops.

Anyways, the plane takes off during the sunrise, but little did Hercules and Zeus know, that they would not be returning home to the Texas.

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They land in the glorious United Kingdom!

After getting through the airport, they decide to go sight seeing across the city of London. From riding the London eye to watching Big Ben tick away, they loved walking around the city.

However, Hercules and Zeus find themselves in the less developed parts of London after traveling all day. They find themselves taking a short-cut to make it back to the better parts of London. As they are walking through some dirty alleyways, they come across a large, in charge, and incredibly muscular Chav with the name Logan on his clothes. He smirks at Hercules and Zeus, who themselves get a weird vibe from the dude. It also doesn't help that he smells worse than they do, as if he doesn't know what deodorant is. The stranger introduces himself as Logan and asks them if they are in need of some cologne. Hercules and Zeus look at each other, and nod, for they know they do since they themselves left their own colognes at their hotel. The Chav, who introduces himself as Logan, smirks and extends his hand*

And in his hand is the cologne. It looks incredibly cheap and smelling odd, it still stirs the good smell receptors of Hercules and Zeus. They hand Logan some cash and take the cologne.

Logan walks away, stuffing the cash into his baggy pants, leaving Hercules and Zeus to look at the cologne. They both look at each other, and smile. Hercules uncaps the cologne, its smell wafting towards his nose and causing his brain cells to get a bit fuzzy. He then sprays himself and Zeus with the cologne, and puts the cap on again. They both sniff the air, and cough, finding that the cologne has a potent after smell that reeks of... unwashed armpits and jockstraps. They look at each other, worried that they were scammed into buying ineffective cologne.

Unfortunately for them, they did not.

At the same moment, both of their minds clench in an excruciating headache, as if their brain cells were exploding on mass inside their heads. They keel forward and grab their heads, both in pain. Unbeknownst to them however, they are starting to leak golden drool, which is their brain leaving through their mouth. They can only grunt and groan in discomfort and pain as the cologne, stuck and wafting from their skin, keeps flooding into their brains. it is exploding and getting rid of every ounce of brain cell it can find, wanting to purge the brains of the two jocks. Simultaneously, their bodies begin to change. Their muscles expand, the already well-developed coils of muscles flexing and expanding, starting to tear the seams of their clothes. Each muscle fiber ripping and straining, before expanding outwards in a mass growth effect. Their shredded clothes hang to their now overly muscular bodies as thick, blonde hairs sprout from their pits and nether regions. The dense, bushy, blonde hairs already begin to smell, as if they were unwashed and kept sweaty since Hercules and Zeus were 18. Additionally, their feet even tear their white sneakers, leaving them bare-foot!

However, not all is lost, for the headache begins to feel less painful... and actually more pleasurable, as most of the brain cells are completely gone, turned into golden drool that still leaks from their mouths. This pleasure only intensifies as their clothes begin to reform, but they are majorly different. The clothes are now shiny and golden stereotypical Chav clothes. The smell unwashed, and are kind of small, as if Hercules and Zeus never had enough Quid to properly replace their clothes. Their torn shoes soon turn into shiny, golden trainers that reek to the heavens of foot funk and caked sweat. Lastly, their once sizable meat-sticks and fruits expand within their now briefs, their meat-sticks turning into thick, juicy sausage as their fruits grow heavy and swollen with Golden and sticky Chav goo!

After all this, the two find themselves completely and utterly brainless, as the golden drool dries up due to no brain left in their now hollow heads. However, the Cologne fixes that, for it begins to rebuild their brains, but from the ground up. Gone are the former Texan football players, replaced by memories and personalities of two Chav Bruvs growing up in the outskirts of London. Their memories from their childhood are replaced too, for since they were of legal age, they were drinking cheap beer, smoking fags, working out, playing Footie, and being hyper-sexual fuck-bros. Additionally, their personalities change too. They find themselves extremely arrogant, aggressive, cocky, and dominant, with little care for those that aren't their bruvs. The cologne solidifies this by making them drool one gold one last time, and having their eyes turn into golden spirals, leaving their thick, juicy sausages leaking in their now golden and shiny clothes.

They start to chuckle, first softly, then they grab their thick bulges and chuckle like dopes. They look at each other, and smirk. Loving their new looks. For gone are the old Texan Hercules and Zeus, replaced by Chav versions of themselves.

They walk out of the alleyway, cologne in hand, and find Logan facing away from them. He is smirking however, having smelt the putrid musk of his new Chav bruvs a kilometer away. His face straightens as he extends his hand. He asks his new bruv's if they would like to join da chav life, and they smirk like complete idiots and nod their heads.

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Times passes, and Logan, Hercules, and Zeus are all bruv's now. They drink beer. They smoke fags. They work out. They box. They play footie, although their large sizes tend to slow them down, they are hyper-sexual, and they smell each others stank daily! Hercules and Zeus, now nicknamed Chavules and Chavus, are sitting upon golden thrones in the Bruv house. They are going to meet a local gay bro who offered to sniff their trainers and worship their jockstraps, and they couldn't say no. No homo tho! They stare at the doors opposite their thrones, waiting impatiently, their sausages throbbing.

However, they don't wait long, for a knock is heard at the door. They smirk, and give each other a bruv-bump. Life is good now. Life is simple. Being a chav is easy. No thoughts. No worries. Only being a smelly, swole, and stinky Chav.

Revenge is a dish best served Gold

Part 1

Soo I moved to London to try get somethin outta life more than that small town in Oklahoma was ever gonna offer me 3 months in an I was already wanting to go back man...

Got a couple people I know, not many though, but my roomie Matty.... the guy can be such a moron. not like he's mean, but we aint got anything in common at all, I was looking for a buddy who could show me round, we same age basically 25 and he looked like he was into same stuff, wanted him like be my brother from another mother. But nah, after I moved in found out he's hella narcissistic always buying new styles, he mad into vintage 70s fashion, plays old music very loud all the time, smokes joints like a furnace, and whenever I ask him if he wanna do something he always busy or just kinda like 'Its cool dude, not my thing' means we basically never speak and I heard him talking shit about his 'bore of a roommate Ashton' to friends.

I'd been out skating, walked in to Oasis blaring through Matty's boombox, him sat with 2 friends and a lotta empty bottles on the coffee table. He barely even noticed me until he perked up 'Who pissed in your coffee this morning lol?' he said jokingly, I just ignored him and went upstairs.

I just gamed for a few hours, missing my friends back home, I then went to get a coke from the kitchen and guess who was standing at the back door, smoking a joint as per usual he turned his head 'Got this party happenin over the street, that fancy place, you wanna come offers there but ur probs too boring man' he flicked the joint out the door and strutted past.

It was early afternoon and wondered what party he meant, like had there even been invites? He does know what's going on pretty much every night round here, any excuse for him to pose until I saw what he probably meant, that fancy white house over the road, never rlly paid attention to it before but today there was a gold Porsche pulling up outside, definitely someone with money, and who deffo don't mind standing out.

A guy with blonde curly hair got out, he was wearing all gold, like everything to match the ride, wow this guy looked good, maybe a lil in ur face but still. Wonder who he is?

I stared out the window for a bit, wondering about the guy I'd seen go into the house opposite so hot, amazing body, basically opposite of me, fuck I wish that was me...

A lil while later bout 5pm I'd had to go out to the store, I got to near end of my street when I saw 2 gold Lambos turning into our street, wow more fancy cars in all gold? On my way back I was tryna find my keys when this gold Merc pulls up.

The dude that got out, fuckk I couldn't look away, the guy was so hot, gold football tracksuit, gold jordans, lotta gold chains. I wished that was me man.

It was 6:30pm when my door flew open, Matty leaned in 'Last chance mate you coming out or you gonna be boring as usual?' I was gonna just decline and not let him bother me, some reason tho, I said 'Okay then'. He looked surprised almost like he knew what I was gonna say and then I said the opposite 'Hurry tf up then I aint waiting around for ur arse'.

He had his two friends from before, plus me tagging along, we went out the front door as the sun was low in the sky and the other side of the street was lined with parked gold cars, you could hear the music inside the house already plus a few already kinda drunk people hanging around near the door.

Just as we were about to go in he stepped behind his two friends and pulled me aside 'Now try not make me look bad mate, aint rlly into football but this is being hosted by that new team for their new members, their rlly popular and don't want u embarrassing me ok?' I just nodded accepting that in Matty's eyes I was just there to make Matty look better.

The party was basically my idea of hell, rlly loud music, lotta people some drunk some not and I literally didn't know anybody apart from Matty so I basically found a quiet corner and tried my best to not look like I was desperate to get outta here. One of the guys dressed in gold then looked my way, he gave me a smile and I smiled back to be nice, he was deffo one of the guys hosting. He went off to talk to 3 other guys, one wearing full kit, one wearing a gold tracksuit and puffer jacket and the other a gold nike hoodie and gold football shorts, he glanced at me while talking to them. Shit I probs wasn't invited, and they noticed I aint meant to be here, the guy then turned and headed towards me I wanted to just run for the door but it was like my feet were glued to the floor.

The guy then sat down next to me 'Yo bro you okay?' I legit thought I was gonna get thrown out, fuck Matty would find that hilarious, 'Um, yeah man I'm okay' he grinned 'U don't look it bro, seen u come in with some peeps you not with em?' still basically on the edge of passing out I replied 'meh, they aint friends, I just tagged along' he leaned forwards to see my face more clearly 'Ahh well we all bros in the team ye, there for each other always, I'm Scott btw' 'Um I'm Ashton' 'U aint from round here are u bro?' 'Oklahoma' I replied he nodded 'U deffo looking like u need some bros mate, and maybe a lil payback on the peeps who ditched you' I looked up 'Its okay man am used to it' he offered me a glass with a golden coloured drink in it 'Take this bro, should help u out and if u wanna hang come sit with us ye?' he then got up 'Um, thanks man' I smiled back at him as he went back to the guys he was with earlier.

I had no idea what this drink was, or if it was spiked, of if i even liked it but what the hell, not like Matty gonna give a fuck if I come in wasted and it not like I live miles away, I basically downed it right away, fuck that was nice, wish I knew what it was.

It was then I felt it, idk what it was but it was weird like the room kinda became woozy, and felt a warmth across my skin. I then felt a knot in my stomach like I was gonna throw up 'Shit!' I slammed the glass down on a table and looked frantically for a bathroom, there wasn't one but I saw the stairs, gotta be a bathroom upstairs, and less people. I sprinted for the stairs and down the hallway at the top, all the doors looked identical in the dim light, I opened the nearest one into a rly fancy bedroom, I made it about halfway across the room when the pain in my stomach went away but then my whole body started to feel weird 'Fucking hell!' my mind started to go foggy as I watched the first things happen, my arms started to swell, not just my arms, all of me like my scrawny arms were growing to that of a gym rat!

My mind started to zone out, Bros need to train crossed it, wtf? You wanna be a bro don't u? U wanna join the team don't u? U wanna become gold don't u? WTF IS THIS as my I started to flex my arms, show off ur muscles bro be proud of em, time to gold up bro, become one of us.

The warmth on my skin increased and my arms then began to turn gold, not just my arms but my entire body, I pulled off my hoodie to see my torso slowly fading to gold, was like it was spreading!

Further and further, up to my neck, I looked in the mirror opposite the bed, my face as well, fuckk help me!

The sensation continued, I felt my body begin to change more, my eyes started to turn gold as well, my hair started to fall out like all of me was turning into a shiny gold muscle freak, my mind was barely able to keep up, zoning in and out to see the changes happening. Growing, golden, bro.

It was then my thoughts began to morph, fuck this felt nice, I feel like a bro 💛 a golden bro 💛 one of the team 💛 one of the golden army 💛

It was then my body froze, like a huge golden statue, frozen in the position, flexing its huge muscles, I felt my conscious sink into a golden haze I felt amazing, beneath the golden skin, my mind and body began to transform...

Part 2 due asap bros already underway. Remember to message out Captain if u wanna be part of our Golden Team and be a bro 💛💛💛

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