Hey! I'm A Small Asian Guy, Could You Help Me To Become Bigger?

Hey! I'm a small Asian guy, could you help me to become bigger?

Taking Everything Of Theirs

The day after sending in your wish, you went through your usual wish hoping for some sort of magical transformation to completely give you a new body and life. However, your wishes grew unanswered as the day continued, leading to an intense hit towards your morale. Despite being only 5’4” and incredibly twinky, you decided to go to the local gym to pass the time. Even though you were completely unable to gain muscles, your drunken New Year’s resolution had led to you purchasing a year-long plan. Given the monetary investment, you decided you might as well get the most out of the surprisingly cheap plan you signed up for.

Heading into the gym, you came across the normal dudes you often found yourself encountering in these late-night gym sessions. There was Rudy, the tattooed brute that you were both simultaneously turned on by but also terrified of. On the opposite side of the gym was Chris, an aspiring fitness influencer who was completely swole. Finally, there was Michael, the fairly average man with a solid set of muscles whose main form of intimidation was his deep booming voice. Despite being smaller than many of the guys here, Michael’s voice was able to intimidate even the brawniest of jocks to get out of his way. To you, it was completely enthralling to see based on your attraction to the biggest buffest men here. 

Not wanting to stare and give flies an opportunity to gather in your open mouth, you watch as Rudy leaves the rowing machine. Taking the now vacated seat as an opportunity to finally start your workout, you immediately head on over and assume the position to use the equipment. At first, the machine works as you normally experienced it, but soon after, you begin to feel a twinge of pain shooting up your arm and running down to the right side of your chest. At first it was a warm radiating pain, but as it increases in intensity, you can’t help but grow worried that something deadly was happening to you. Letting go and leaving the machine, you rush into the bathroom and try to figure out what’s going on. 

After cooling your face off with some water in case you were having some sort of heat stroke due to the clammy temperature of the gym, you continue to feel the pain radiating through your body. Despite the pain slightly dampening as you try to cool down, it’s clear that the pain is still prevalent and noticeable. Upon bending down to make sure no one was in the stalls, you quickly take your shirt off to try and figure out if there was some sort of bodily injury. As you pull your shirt off, you look into the mirror and realize that something is different about you. On your right arm, you find that the limb has been completely covered in colorful tattoos. Looking further, you find that the right side of your chest has also been adorned in an innate tattoo as well. Given your fear of needles, you cannot fathom how these intense tattoos have mysteriously appeared on your body. 

While you stare at your limbs and the bright ink that adorns it, you suddenly begin to feel as though they look familiar. Looking closer, you realize that these tattoos were the same exact ones that covered Rudy’s body. Somehow, your body has now created a duplicate copy of these tattoos. Given your small frame, these tattoos look absolutely out of place and hilarious. As a result, you quickly put your shirt back on in shame. Despite enjoying the look of your new sleeve, it felt incredibly silly to have them. These tattoos would be perfect on a big guy like Rudy, but on a twig like you, it was laugh-inducing.

As your mind really comes to terms with what’s going on with you, you shake your head in bewilderment and walk back out to the gym. Upon re-entering, you attempt to act as if nothing incredible had just happened to you. You didn’t want to draw attention to yourself, so you kept your eyes to the ground and began to walk towards the drawstring bag that you had left by the rowing machine. As you sat on the machine once more and looked at all of the gym-goers, your eyes once again caught sights of Rudy. As he worked out, you look at him and begin to admire his body once more. With his hairy and burly physique, you had an intense attraction to him. While staring at his beefy biceps, your eyes laser-focus onto his right arm and you gasp at the sight. The tattoos that had previously so flawlessly worked for Rudy’s body had completely vanished. Upon this revelation, you began to realize that there’s some sort of magic involved with this. In some sort of magical twist, you were seemingly taking attributes from various men at the gym upon using the same machine as them. 

Now realizing the potential you now had, a small grin of mischief manifested on your face. As you sit there wondering who to take from next, you notice that the cocky influencer Chris was vacating the chest fly machine. Seeing this as an opportunity to gain the dream physique you’ve so desperately wanted, you rush over with a spring in your step and sit down on the seat. Upon settling into position, you chuckle to yourself as you now get a prime view of Chris working out across the gym on a leg adductor. With his legs crunching together in the middle of your field of view, you grow excited to watch first-hand as he loses his precious muscles. The man had been quite an asshole to you and several other lanky members of the gym, so you couldn’t wait for some magically-afflicted revenge to come his way.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you gripped onto the two pieces of the machine and slowly pulled them together. At first, you struggle with each rep, but you slowly find yourself growing more comfortable on the machine. Looking at your arms, you watch as your flimsy arms begin to incrementally inflate with thick muscle. Your biceps are buffing up the fastest, which makes you chuckle as you get a first taste of the physique you’ve always dreamed of. 

While this occurs, you look over to Chris to see how he’s fairing in terms of the muscle theft. To your enjoyment, you watch as the man’s broad biceps deflate like popped balloons. Within no time, you watch as the man gains the frail arms that you once used to possess. With this process completed, you begin to watch in wonder as the changes progress further down the jock’s body. As the man works on his leg muscles while completely oblivious to the changes, you watch as the hefty pectorals that jut out from his sweat-soaked tank top are slowly losing their relevance. With each passing exhale, the jock’s torso begins to completely lose its intimidating muscles.

As Chris loses the muscles, the muscle growth that you’re experiencing is incredibly erotic. Meaty pecs begin to protrude from your small-sized shirt, straining the fabric as it's not used to such a broad body. With broad pectorals finalizing their creation on your body, you watch in amazement as abdominals begin to slowly push forth from your stomach. Despite your lanky physique, you had never been able to get anything beyond a taut stomach, so this was incredible to watch these muscles press forth from the increasingly sweat-soaked t-shirt you were wearing. 

With your upper half now possessing the muscles of the amateur influencer, the changes begin to progress further. As your thighs instinctually flex, they quickly bulk up and give muscles that would surely require you to adjust your stance from now on. Looking over at Chris, it’s almost comical seeing how it looks. The tank top that once used to be skin tight is now loose and barely clinging onto the now much smaller man. It was around the time you gained your muscular thighs that Chris slowly began to grow aware of something happening to him. As he progressed through his sets, he began to find himself having more and more trouble continuing onward. Alarms started to go off in his head when he didn’t feel the usual fatigue of his muscles. No, this feeling that the jock had was different… it was of intense pain. It was almost like he no longer had any leg muscles. 

Looking down in curiosity, Chris screamed in shock as he found his thighs actively shrinking before his eyes. “Whoa bro, what the fuck is going on here!?” the man screamed as he jumped off the machine in shock. At this point, every other gym-goer was staring in a look of absolute disbelief at the sight of the big shot jock now completely drained of all of his muscle. Despite knowing that this had happened, no one could offer up a logical explanation as to what was happening to him. Due to this, you could only quietly chuckle to yourself at the sight of the formally buff man welling up with tears as the reality of his new body set in. 

While doing this, you continued to workout on the machine, absorbing whatever remaining morsels of muscles that were left on Chris’ body. Watching him stand and look at the stunned men and women with a pleading look on his face, you looked down and laughed as you watched as the jock’s calves completely deflated. With no one able to help the newly created twink of a man, the former jock cried out in shame and sprinted out of the gym after grabbing his bag. Upon seeing the look of embarrassment plastered across his face as he ran, you were adamant that you would never see the asshole jock again terrorizing any aspiring gym-goer.

Despite the man leaving the gym, the remaining gym goers continued to awkwardly stand in place still as they tried to comprehend the situation. Looking around the gym, you noticed that the only other person who didn’t care about the man was Michael. Actually, the average man was leaving the treadmill to seemingly head out for the night based on the bag slumped over his shoulder. Not wanting to be a buff jock stuck with a light and airy voice, you decided that you had another task at hand before stopping your changes for the time being. 

Walking over there, you hop onto the machine and begin to undergo a light jog. While listening to music, you begin to hum along to the song in hopes of hearing the new voice beginning to emerge. After a minute or two of jogging, you begin to feel a husky deep quality of your voice begin to appear even through your humming. 

While you were doing this, Michael himself was driving home and singing along to his favorite music as well. The man was eager to get home and head to bed due to working early in the morning. However, as he continued to sing, he began to feel his voice slowly transform and gain your original voice. But, the man was unaware of what was really happening to him due to the fact that he thought his voice was just dry or he was coming down with some sort of cold. As he takes swigs out of his water bottle, he attempts to have his voice return to normal, but this was all to no avail. He was completely unaware of the fact that he would now forever have your old voice.

Now fairly happy with where your new body was at, you hopped off the machine as a smile of glee spread across your face. Given that the gym was relatively dead, you took the opportunity to take a selfie to commemorate your new physique. After peeling off the shirt that was straining to contain your newfound bulk, you quickly snapped a few shots while flexing. 

Luckily for yourself, flying under the radar with your previous physique allowed for your new appearance to appear with no questions asked. In fact, all of the guys began to grow envious of the new stud that seemingly just appeared out of nowhere and stole the unofficial title of buffest man. Most guys would become jealous and try their hardest to outdo you, but luckily with your new gift, they had no idea that you had a way of bringing them back down to size...

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Can you turn my 18 year old male self with no life into a beer drinking dumb horny muscle football alpha Jock bro

The Big Man On Campus

When you wake up the next morning, you realize that your wish has been granted. By the sight before you, it’s clear that you’re no longer in the drab setting of your dorm room. Instead, you find yourself in a large room adorned with various football memorabilia and other athletic trinkets. Unsure what’s going on, you rub your eyes, grab your cell phone, and open the camera to verify that you’re not dreaming and that this is truly happening to you.

Upon opening up the camera app, you’re greeted to the sight of a hairy jock. No longer are you a weak college freshman that lacked any ability to grow muscle. Now, you’re a bulky stud who seemingly is quite the football fan based on the decorations in your room. You run your hands through your impressive beard and smile with glee. Previously, you were completely unable to grow any facial hair beyond some pitiful peach fuzz, so this luscious beard is quite the improvement.

Looking downward, you look at your hairy and meaty pectorals and chuckle at the sight. As you flex them and watch them pop at your whim, you’re overwhelmed with a new sense of pride and authority in your new form. With a body like this, it’s highly unlikely that anyone would treat you poorly. While your hands travel further down your torso, your fingers ripple against your hairy stomach and prominent abdominals. Before you continue to explore your nether regions, you take a closer look at your arms. As you look at them and notice just how noticeable they now are, you become quite impressed by just how bulky they are. Throwing them up and beginning a series of flexes, your grin soon turns into an enthusiastic look of ecstasy. Prior to today, you had been unable to grow any muscle despite all of your best efforts. You had always dreamed about having bulging biceps that would strain any long-sleeve shirt you wore… and now you finally have them.

Before you could continue to explore, you soon find your throat becoming incredibly dry and in desperate need of something to quench it. In response, you quickly hop up from your bed and stumble around, navigating around a bedroom floor that is scattered with clothing, sports equipment, and textbooks. Your eyes fall upon a small mini-fridge, so you quickly move over to it and pull it open. Instead of finding the sight of cold water bottles, you’re greeted to a fridge full of beers. Despite your apprehension of drinking alcohol after just waking up, your throat begs for relief, so you compromise and comply with your parched throat. Quickly, you pull a bottle out of the fridge, pop it open, and begin to chug the drink. As you finish taking a sip, you let out an audible sigh as you feel your thirst surprisingly quenched quickly.

With your throat feeling better and you now out of bed, you grow interested in exploring the rest of your new residence. You step out of the bedroom and find yourself in an absolutely trashed house, indicating that you’re most likely in one of the campus’ infamous frat houses. While you walk around the cluttered house, you absentmindedly continue to take swigs out of the bottle until you find it empty. Your body moves on auto-pilot as it heads into the kitchen and pops open another bottle from the main fridge. Letting a hearty belch escape from your lips, you chuckle to yourself and start your drinking endeavors once more. 

Unknown to you, the beers you’ve been drinking are actually the conduits to help facilitate your complete transformation into the man you desired. With each passing chug and swig, you begin to adapt more and gain the appropriate mannerisms for the dumb alpha jock life you desired. Memories of being the valedictorian in high school are silently unraveling in the depths in your mind, with new memories of being a barely-passing student beginning to emerge. Despite your struggles to get passing grades, your memories inform you of your privilege. Due to your football prowess and you being the child of an alumni, you were lucky enough to get a full-ride scholarship. Given that you’ve now helped lead the team to victory for multiple seasons now, the college is more than willing to strongarm professors to give you passing grades to keep their championship titles and acclaim pouring in. With another swig, your personality takes another hit as any sort of motivation you once had for school completely fades from existence. For the new you, college was just a way to play ball, facilitate constant hookups, and party with all of your bros.

Speaking of bros, you soon are greeted to a few of your frat brothers, who stumble out of their bedrooms after seemingly having a wild night as well. With the influence of beer at work, your personality quickly grows intimidating as your stance changes and your demeanor with these men also change. Originally, these men used to be quite the assholes to you. However, now in your new life, these men are your underlings. Memories begin to implant within your mind, informing you about all of the wild times you’ve had with these men over your several years here. As the fraternity president, you run a tight ship and that includes pranking your pledges and also demeaning them about their lack of muscles and “faggy behaviors”.  As a result, any nervousness that you once had about being solely in your underwear completely melts away from your mind. You’re the president here, so you can do anything you want. You’re the hot shot jock on campus and due to that, the world is your oyster.

After enough sips of the enchanted beer, your intimidating personality takes complete control. Once you finish messing with your pledges, you excuse yourself and begin to head towards the bathroom to wash up. Before you completely leave the living area, you quickly deposit your empty bottle into the trash and grab another for the trek back. Not caring about any deadlines or plans, you enter the bathroom and decide to take your time. With no more cares in the world, you ultimately opt for a bath to soak and just vibe out and enjoy your new life. However, to you, you now believe that you’ve always been this way. 

While you’re in the bath, each sip from the bottle helps finalize the changes. While you once were a horny freshman thirsting over the fraternity jocks, you’re now solely interested in the concept of fucking the blonde bombshells on the cheerleading team. While soaking, each passing thought about pounding those ladies and grabbing onto their perky tits leads your new and larger dick to quickly firm up. Originally, I was expecting for your transformation to be over the course of a couple days, but I underestimated the influence of college-promoted alcoholism. With your mind running rampant about your new heterosexual fantasies, you take one last swig before putting the bottle down at the side of the tub. With both hands free, you wrap your meaty hands around your shaft and begin to eagerly stroke while imagining all of the pussy you get as the hottest alpha jock on campus.

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Trying Out The Replicator

This story is a request from @bodyswappingandshit​. If you have a request, feel free to send it in and I may just do it for you!

For months now, Martin has been in a near-obsessive state towards his gym crush Andrew. The 5’6” Latino man was a pretty average guy in terms of physique, but with strong cheekbones, plump lips, and a narrow chin, he more than made up for his body’s lack of muscles with his appearance. But when compared to Andrew’s physique, he felt quite intimidated by the man’s impressive genes. Not only was his face rather attractive, but his body only further propelled Andrew into being Martin’s #1 recurring sex dream partner. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping his smaller body around those broad shoulders, grabbing onto his hefty pectorals and impressive biceps. But despite the intense crush Martin had, he knew that there was no way that he could get with the buff hunk due to his heterosexuality. It felt like an absolute curse to have such a dreamy man completely out of reach no matter how much he crushed on him. 

Even though he knew he couldn’t have Andrew, this fact only pushed Martin further into thirsting over the straight jock. Every time he went to the gym, he couldn’t help but stare at the bulky man stretching out the limits of his gym gear and watching the fabric cling tightly to his muscles as he got increasingly sweaty. He wanted the man, but he also couldn’t deny that he would settle with having the man’s body… any way possible. With his mind going wild for the man, Martin soon began to turn to the internet for some sort of solution to his problems. To his surprise, his late-night rabbit hole of dark web solutions had actually come to a fruitful lead: a new device called the Replicator. Despite the shady looking website, the reviews from other users on the dark web forum praised the item. Looking at the company, he had never heard of S-C LLC, but going with his gut and the positive reviews, Martin quickly ordered the item before passing out with his laptop still on his lap.

Waking up the next morning, Martin was shocked to hear the loud bang on his front door. In a dazed set of confusion, he pulled on a pair of shorts and stumbled through his apartment before pulling open the door. To his surprise, he was greeted by a delivery lady holding a medium-sized box. After having him sign for it, the woman quickly passed it off to him and went to finish all of her deliveries. 

Heading into the living room, Martin attempted to wrap his brain around what was inside the package. But as he saw the shipping label indicating a delivery from S-C LLC, his mind instantly recalled the night prior and his impulse purchase. Stunned by the prompt delivery, Martin wasted no time unpackaging the box and finding a small handheld device sitting snugly in the box. Grabbing onto it, Martin gasped as a severe shock coursed through his body. Looking at the seemingly defective item, he was surprised to see the screen flash the text “BODY LINK SECURED”. Intrigued by what this machine could exactly do, Martin grabbed the owner’s manual and began to read all about the brand new transformative device…

After reading up on the device, a smirk manifested onto Martin’s face as he headed out and drove to the gym. Sitting there in the locker room, Martin pushed himself to the corner of the crowded room to help him remain partially forgotten by the other gym-goers. As he watched Andrew enter the room and head towards the showers, Martin slowly snuck his way into the area and trailed behind the hunky man. Hiding behind a wall, Martin stared at Andrew in pure lust as he dropped his shorts off and revealed his almost naked body to the surprisingly empty showers (sans Martin). Pulling out the Replicator, Martin sneakily allowed the device to scan the man in his pair of tight blue briefs as the profile of “Subject 1” was finalized and ready to go. 

With a light chuckle escaping from his lips, Martin headed out of the showers and exited the gym entirely with the device still in-hand. Now completely giddy and hyped about the possibilities that he now had, Martin had a smile permanently affixed onto his face as he drove home and rushed into his apartment. Getting into his bedroom, Martin quickly initiated the Replicator’s programming and waited for the machine to begin to work. Much like the static shock he had felt early, Martin was shocked as his body was soon overcome with a tingling sensation that spread across his body. Looking down at his arms, he watched in disbelief as his arms began to quickly bulk up and his hands grew wider and more callused. All while his biceps were growing thicker and thicker, his darker skin began to quickly lighten up as he gained the white complexion of his gym crush. He couldn’t believe it, the machine actually worked!

Attempting to pull his t-shirt off of his body, Martin misjudged his new strength and quickly ripped his shirt to shreds as he tugged onto the collar. As he finished tearing the tatters off of his body, he was shocked as Andrew’s thick frame was quickly replacing his own average physique. He couldn’t believe the heft of his new pecs as he felt them grow into an impressive shelf that would now always bulge out of every shirt he wore.

While he was doing this, Martin was completely unaware of the fact that his face was shifting to match that of Andrew’s adorable one. His facial hair quickly blossomed to give him a trimmed beard while the hair on the top of his head shortened slightly and adapted to gain Andrew’s consistent hairstyle. As he blinked in disbelief about what was happening to him, he was completely unaware of his eye color lightening a few shades to go from a deep dark brown to a sweet hazel color. His lips also underwent some changes, losing some of its plumpness while his nose grew more defined and angular in comparison to the round nose he previously had.

Moving his hands further down, he felt his manhood grow increasingly bigger to give him a cock that would surely make either a man or woman moaning in pleasure. It was such a shame that it was only reserved for women though, because as Martin ran his hands up and down his new shaft, he couldn’t help but imagine himself being on the receiving end of it.

Pulling down his shorts, he watched as his thighs bulged out and grew thicker with impressive musculature. These changes progressed further down his body to complete the shift into his gym crush, but by that point, Martin was already experimenting with his new cock and eager to jerk off with Andrew’s body. With each passing stroke, Martin was in awe at just how amazing this was. He couldn’t believe that this little machine literally allowed him to scan anyone he wanted and shapeshift into them!

Working up a sweat, Martin lifted up his arm and moved towards his armpit, wasting no time pressing his nose into the thick bush of hair there. Moaning in pure pleasure at the smelly pit that he now possessed, this exploration quickly pushed Martin to the edge and left him ejaculating into his thicker hands. 

Upon cleaning up, Martin sat into a chair and began to analyze the device once more. Given that the device allowed for up to 50 bodies to be scanned, Martin was excited about the endless possibilities he had with this device. He imagined the various celebrities that he could become, envisioning himself buying meet and greet passes and having the device secretly scan their nude bodies through their clothes. Pulling up his laptop, Martin quickly returned to the Dark Web forum and gave his review of his new purchase: 

5/5 Stars! An Absolute Must-Buy!

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Heya, I'm a 20-ish asian guy working on bulking up for the past few months. Think you can help me out in getting some solid progress faster?

Becoming... A Cocky Jock

Upon pressing the send button and releasing your request into my magical inbox, you shiver as a slight chill runs through your entire body. Looking around, you watch as your surroundings grow blurry and distorted through your vision. You rub your eyes, thinking it’s some sort of side effect of sleep deprivation after staying up past 3 AM to send this specific request. One-by-one, you watch as items from your bedroom vanish from existence, leaving your room becoming less and less crowded. This process continues for about 30 seconds until you’re left in an empty room sitting in a desk chair. Like wrapping paper, the four walls that surround are then peeled away and a bright light rushed in and consumed you.

As you feel the searing bright light begin to disappear, you crack open your eyes, watching as reality begins to reassemble itself. Instead of a desk, you find yourself now situated at a round black picnic table. The small bedroom you once were in grows bigger as you suddenly find yourself outside in an empty field (sans the black picnic table). The heat instantly hits you, causing you to fan yourself and pray for some relief from the intense sunbeams. Your prayers are soon answered as roofing begins to emerge and connects to the several posts that manifest and push up to the sky like daisies. With this roofing now finished, you watch as a few more picnic tables are sprinkled under the pavilion and finalize your new reality.

Looking around in disbelief, you wonder where you are and why you’re suddenly outside. Your eyes glance down towards your phone, causing you to take a double take as you peer at the reflection in the screen. Instead of your normal face staring back at you, the face of a different guy is reflected back at you. “Holy shit!” you said, your lips puckering up as you continue to stare at your new face. Hell, even your new voice was different, replacing your normal voice with a deep baritone that seemed ill-fitting on this body. Despite not being interested in guys, you could appreciate the beauty of your new form.

Sliding open your phone with FaceID, you pull open your weather app to find your location. Upon looking at the sunny weather with 0% chance of precipitation, you soon realize that you’ve now found yourself in the wonderful city of Los Angeles. While most people would be in utter shock, you felt strangely excited about the possibilities. It was clear to you that this change was a product of your wish request, so you felt no desire to really sweat anything.

With no real idea what to do and an innate desire to explore your new body, you quickly pulled out your wallet from your short pockets and grabbed your ID. While fishing for it, you grabbed a set of car keys as well, which left you chuckling given that you hadn’t been able to drive back during your old life. With a grin on your face, you got up from the seat and walked to the parking lot, using the lock button on the key fob to show you the new car you had. After entering it, you drove off towards your new place of residence. Upon arriving at an apartment complex, you began to mount the stairs and quickly unlocked the door to the apartment indicated on your license.

Walking into the apartment, you were impressed by the large living space you now possessed. Despite not being too incredibly buff in this new body, your apartment was decorated in décor that promoted working out and living a healthy lifestyle. You chuckled to yourself, wondering what exactly the mysterious Soul-Controls had planned for you. Based on your apartment's design, it seemed like you were going to get your wish of being buff one way or another.

Thinking about yourself growing buff and muscular, you couldn’t help but find yourself growing hard at the thought. Both wanting to explore your body and also unleash this increasingly erotic experience, you began to strip out of your clothes and enter your bedroom. Falling back onto the bed, it didn’t take long before you were running your hands up and down your impressive equipment. This process continued off and on for the rest of the night, allowing you to take breaks to explore various parts of the apartment and different sections of your new body as well. As you soon came and grew tired, you made a plan to explore a local gym as the chapter closed on the first day of your new life.

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The next morning, you quickly showered and got dressed as you prepared for a fun day at the gym. Looking for any indication of where to go for a workout, your eyes wandered to your car keys. Staring at the keychain and the few tags hooked onto it, you smiled as you caught a gym membership tag belonging to a gym that was only a block away from you. With a pep in your step, you bounded down the stairs and walked down the street and into the gym.

As you entered, you were shocked to be greeted with a warm smile from the two receptionists at the front of the gym. “Hey Justin, go right in!” they said, which both made you shocked and surprised. It seemed that you were a popular gym goer based on their reactions, it was just a shame that you didn’t have a body to showcase that determination. On top of that, it was really surprising to hear them refer to you by the new name assigned to this body and life. It was the first time anyone had ever directly addressed you, so it led your words to stumble as you at first attempted to correct them. “That’s not my-, oh uh, hey there guys!” you said, catching yourself and just trying to walk into the gym and avoid any confusion on their parts.

After quickly changing into a tank top and shorts, you headed out onto the gym floor and tried to decide what to workout today. Looking down at your body, you stared at your exposed arms and decided some arm workouts would be a valid choice. After finding a machine, you began a series of lateral pulldowns and struggled to handle the weight that was already setup on it. However, to your surprise, you soon found yourself feeling less strain with each pull. Looking out and towards the glass-covered mirrors, you began to inspect your body and watch your fledgling body somehow doing this workout with ease.

However, as you continued to stare, your eyes focused in on your arms as you began to notice a weird ripple shutter across both limbs. Staring in confusion, your eyes went from a narrowed glare to wide as you could actually watch your arms inflating. Yes, with each passing pulldown, your arms were growing thicker and gaining musculature that you could have only dreamed of. Inch by inch, your biceps grew thicker and thicker, causing an enthusiastic smile to spread on your face. Clearly, the magic you had wished for had finally kicked in and was able to transform you with every machine you used.

You continued to pull on the machine, the inflation like a drug leaving you eager to keep going. By this point, your forearms had grown much thicker as well, giving you an impressive set of arms. However, this wasn’t the only change that your body endured, as evident by the widening set of lats blooming on each side of your body. “Oh wow” you muttered under your breath, your body continuing to grow thicker and thicker under your control.

After several sets on this machine, you soon decided that this was enough growth for you at this current time. Based on how this magic was working, you just had to step onto this machine again and you could continue this growth. However, since this was already much more than you had ever had, you decided it was best to stop now and savor the growth (despite how much you desired to keep growing).

Sitting up, you shook your limbs, feeling the thick muscles bulge out and bounce as you moved around the gym. Despite gaining several pounds of muscle exclusively in your lats and biceps, people seemed as though nothing had changed. Given that you had no one to really react to your growth, you grew bummed. However, this allowed you to come up with a clever idea. Since only you realize the changes that your body undergoes, you might as well space out the changes to revel in those changes. After heading into the locker room, you quickly peeled off sweaty tank and caught a sight of yourself in the mirror. It was rather comical to see your huge arms attached to such a small and average body, but you weren’t feeling embarrassed in any way. In fact, you had this weird fire burning within you as you stared at yourself. Usually, you weren’t big on personal vanity, but incredible pride was beginning to cloud your mind. Now, you couldn’t stop thinking about just how magnificent those arms of yours were and how you couldn’t wait until you had a body that would perfectly fit these thick biceps.

As you began to move your arms and watch thick muscle bulge out from different positions, you couldn’t help but feel yourself growing hard by the sight of your new body. In fact, you were giving into the desire as well, slowly moving your hand down beneath your shorts until…

BAM! The sound of a locker slamming shut startled you and broke you out of your self-indulgent admiration. Looking around to make sure that no one caught you almost grabbing your dick in the locker room, you blushed in slight embarrassment, grabbed your gym bag, and exited out of the locker room. Waving goodbye to the blonde receptionist that greeted you this morning, you couldn’t help but notice the way she was staring at you… It seemed like she was into you, especially after today’s growth. Earlier, she just seemed friendly, but the eyes she made at you indicated a new desire beyond just simple friendship. Curious to possibly explore this later, you made a plan to come back in a few days and try out some new machines and get some more growth.

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After enjoying a few days of staying home and enjoying the growth you’d gained in your arms, you soon decided it was time to undergo some more changes. Entering the gym, you smirked at the blonde receptionist once more, where a wide smile spread across her face. Enjoying the attention, a cocky grin overtook your face as you entered the locker room and changed into your workout clothes. Still proud of your impressive arms, you opted to wear yet another tank top along with a pair of shorts. Walking out to the gym, you quickly opted to go for the second most revealed part of your body: your small legs.

Hopping onto a leg press machine, you wasted no time beginning to work out. You chuckled as you began to push your legs to their limits, knowing that soon there will be no limit for you. The magic of your request seemed to time its arrival just as you thought about this fact. With a tingle that caused the skin across your legs to ripple, you now knew that the magic was underway and helping you grow.

With vigor, you continued to press against the machine, noticing just how easier the machine was getting for you. Looking down, you watched as your thin legs began to widen to make way for the musculature now beginning to invade the puny limbs. Your thighs began to thicken, causing you to readjust your legs to make room for the continued growth.

Finally, you could feel a tingle in your calves as they gained an impressive set of muscles that would clearly allow you to sprint up your apartment stairs and down the busy city streets with ease. The concepts of jogs sounded more and more appealing now knowing that you had a prime setup for them.

Despite assuming that the changes would end there, you soon began to feel a tingle in your ass as you continued to work out. As you sat there, you chuckled as you felt your ass begin to inflate slowly. With each passing repetition, your ass ratcheted up just a few millimeters as you gained a globular and buff ass. With this change now complete, you got off the machine and decided that was enough growth for the day. Standing up, you stared into the mirrored walls and took a glance at your new physique. It was incredibly impressive, especially paired with the thick arms you possessed. Your body was looking more and more muscular, which only led to you feeling more intimidating.

Immediately upon this thought, your brain begins to go on autopilot as you begin to make a series of poses in front of the mirrors. You flexed your arms, giving them a time to shine before moving your attention to your legs. Putting one further out, you pulled up your shorts slightly and stared at the impressive muscles you now had. In no time, you were turning yourself into a real beast of a gym-goer. While most people would be concerned about these poses coming so seemingly natural, you couldn’t give less of a shit. Your body was built and these poses just showed off what you had always known. Hell, you were Justin “The Beast” Lin, the most intimidating guy in this gym. Men were intimidated by you and the women were constantly thirsting over you, it was only natural for such a fine specimen like yourself.

With a twinkle of cockiness now almost permanently found in your eyes, you headed off to the gym and stripped down to change. Looking around, you stared at the fellow male gym-goers, many of them giving you annoyed stares while several had a look of jealousy transfixed onto their faces. You chuckled and smirked as you continued to change in the middle of the gym. After you put on your new clothes, you grabbed your bag and began to head towards the day. Looking back at the men still staring at you, you smirked at them. “Jealous much boys? How about you go pump some iron rather than continuing to check me out huh?” you said, giving them a cocky wink as you headed out and towards the reception desk.

Your eyes met with the blonde receptionist, who now had a different expression than a few days prior. Now, the woman had lustful eyes that showcased every inch of desire she had for you. “Hey babe, how about dinner? 8 PM at my place?” you said, winking at the blonde who rapidly nodded her head. “Great, see you then…” you continued, your voice going into a deep hearty tone that leaves her swooning. Looking back one more time, your eyes look her up and down one last time before you exit the building and head back home to prepare for an interesting night…

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Rent-A-Stripper

“Uh oh… looks like the stripper’s here!” someone loudly shouted out. As he let out some hoots and hollers, the noisy room immediately grew quiet. In an impressive synchronization, everyone’s heads quickly spun around as their eyes directed right onto the shirtless torso of the late stranger. While the hunky man rubbed some oil onto his body, no one even questioned who hired the stripper or even where the best man that had thrown this party had gone. The only thing on their minds were the intense levels of lust they had for the newest arrival to the party. If only they had known that the buff stripper was in fact the nerdy best man...  

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Just a few hours prior, Peter, the nerdy best man, had received a package in the mail from some new stripper service that he had ordered off of a website from a few days prior. The company was seemingly just created as they offered a grand opening discount for Peter upon his entrance into the site. While perusing through the gallery, he took note of all the men and women of different races and body types. Despite knowing that he needed a man for his best friend Keith’s bachelor party, it was still quite hard for Peter to narrow down who he wanted to perform. Peter knew that Keith had quite the hard-on for the cocky jock types, so he was trying desperately to find someone that evoke the same kind of vibe. Reaching the last page, he was losing confidence on finding the right person to do this party. But when his cursor hovered over the profile of Cody, he felt like he had struck gold. 

With well-maintained hair, a buff physique, and the cocky grin displayed on his profile photo, Peter knew that Cody was the only option to perform at his best friend’s party. Ever since high school, Keith had always told him how much he thirsted over the types of guys that looked like this. Given it was his best friend’s last night of freedom, he decided it was the least he could do for Keith. It made Peter smile at the thought of giving Keith the ability to fulfill his fantasy before he was married off to his twinky fiancé Lincoln. So, in his haste, he ignored reading any more information about the stripper and immediately paid for it with his credit card. Given how hot the man was, he didn’t want someone else to snatch Cody. Within minutes, an email confirmed his purchase and stated that the stripper was reserved for a day and that a package would be sent containing all of the necessary materials.

With just a few hours now until the party, Peter began to grow more and more anxious as he had heard nothing involving the stripper’s arrival. He emailed the company, who only confirmed that the stripper would be there for the party. As if on cue, a knock on the door made him jump up in shock. When he opened the door, he wasn’t greeted by the sexy visage of the stripper but rather a delivery man with a hefty box sat on the doorstep. Assuming that the box must be the stripper’s materials, Peter signed to receive the heavy box and dragged it into his place. 

Feeling the heft of the box, Peter grew unsure as to why the stripper required so many materials for a simple bachelor party routine. Curious to see what was inside, he grabbed his car keys and sliced through the tape and opened the flaps of the box. Immediately, Peter gasped in shock as he came face to face with the face of Cody laying face up. However, the expression on his face lacked any life and his skin looked odd. Fearing that the stripper was somehow dead, he gingerly poked the shriveled up man. However, upon touching the man, he grew incredibly confused as he felt the rubber-like sensation of the stripper’s skin.

In shock, he grabbed the shoulders of the stripper and pulled upwards as he realized he was staring at the lifeless husk of his requested stripper. Despite the body being hollowed out, there was still intense weight within the husk. Upon taking the skinsuit completely out of the box, a piece of paper flew in the air and landed at Peter’s feet. Unsure where to place the suit, he rested the suit across the length of his couch and bent downwards. Upon grabbing the note, he was desperate for answers and began to read through the contents of the note.

Thank you for renting Cody!

For this 24 hour rental, this skinsuit will allow you to seamlessly gain the body you chose. To use it, please undress completely and pull your body into the suit. Upon allowing the suit to cover every inch of your skin, the suit’s outer layer will merge with your body and give you complete sensory control as if you truly are them. 

We hope you enjoy your purchase!

Peter’s eyes went wide as he realized what he had rented. He dropped the note and rushed over his computer to check out the website he used to purchase it. Eager to get answers, Peter sent several emails and did a series of calls to customer service. However, the calm customer service representatives stated that he was unable to get a refund due to his complete negligence in terms of reading the profile of Cody or even the site as a whole. The profile description clearly stated that it was a suit rental, so he scolded himself for rushing into this purchase that left him out $200.

Looking at the clock and realizing that time was running out, Peter knew that he would be unable to get a real stripper within the next couple hours for the party. “He better be fucking thankful that I care so much about him…” Peter huffed as he stared at the suit spread out on the couch and gave in. A gay bachelor party would be a total bomb without a stripper and Peter didn’t want to ruin his best friend’s party. 

Despite how strange and peculiar this was, Peter began to undress. As the clothes were peeled off of his body, he couldn’t help but look at the body on the couch. Even as a lifeless husk, Cody was much more intimidating and attractive than Peter. Looking down at himself, he stared at his pale frame and frowned. While staring at Cody’s chiseled abs, Peter’s fingers ran across his torso and curved around the beginner gut that he had spent months concealing with baggier clothing. Peter couldn’t help but find it funny that his torso was hairier than Cody’s, but as he stared, he couldn’t deny that the random tufts of hair on his chest and stomach weren’t intimidating in the slightest.

Now fully nude, Peter shook his head at the unbelievable situation he found himself in. With no other options, he grabbed the hefty suit and turned it around to search for some sort of opening to slide into. However upon his inspection, he found no clear hole to enter. Not having any other options, Peter awkwardly grabbed the mouth of the skin suit and began to stretch it out to abnormal levels. Figuring that this was the only option, he sat onto the couch and continued tugging on the mouth. With several attempts, he tried to move his feet towards the insanely agape mouth. After several moments of struggling, he was able to navigate both of his feet into the interior of the suit. It was strange due to the fact that the suit felt incredibly warm. The farther he navigated his feet down into the appropriate sections of the suit, he felt the suit adjusting to make his legs perfectly fit into the hollow legs of Cody. 

With the suit perfectly attached at the knee-level, Peter curiously looked down and wiggled his toes, watching the larger feet move in response. It was shocking, but as he looked at the clock, he knew he didn’t have time to fool around and take as much time as he wanted. His legs continued to push further into the suit until he was firmly attached from below the crotch. He took one last look at his unimpressive package and pulled the suit over it. Watching the crotch, he watched as the collapsed husk that was Cody’s penis quickly filled up and became lifelike as it took on its appropriate shape.

Grabbing the suit once more, he continued to pull up and watched as his gut disappeared from existence and a series of hunky abdominal muscles replaced it. With his body being entirely Cody’s from below the chest, Peter slid his arms into the flaccid arm sockets and watched as they grew firm and he regained movement of his new arms. In his continued haste, he took a deep breath as he grabbed the remaining loose section of the suit situated around his neck. He took one last look with the last remaining part of his real body and pulled the suit up and over his own head.

In an instant, his vision went black as his head morphed and transformed so it could perfectly fit into the head of the stripper. Eventually, his eyes were able to open once more and he realized that the process was complete. It was over and now he was completely in the suit… He was Cody now. He twisted his arms as he looked at his newfound biceps and grinned as he threw them into a flex and watched the muscle bulge out in response.

Looking downward, his hands gripped onto his new package and stared at the long cock that now was in his possession. As his hands moved up and down the rapidly firming manhood, he chuckled and just imagined how much fun he could have at the clubs if he had a body like this. This was the type of dick that would even make the biggest male porn stars envious. “This body is smoking hot!” he said, his dick twitching in response as he heard the deep new voice he now had rather than his original nasally one.

A jingle from his wall clock alarmed him that he had 30 minutes until the party officially began. His dick quickly softened in response as he rushed back to the box and tried to see if there were any clothes that he could wear. As he searched through the box, the only clothes he discovered was a pair of black briefs and a pair of jeans. Along with the clothes, Peter grabbed a small body of oil that would definitely show off his new frame. 

After quickly throwing on the clothes, he grabbed his keys and sped off in his car. The location of the party was a good 45 minutes away from his place, but with a body like this, Peter figured that it would be fine to make a fashionably late entrance…

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“So, who’s the groom-to-be huh?” Peter asked, flashing a wide smile and outstretching his arms. While the audience of the party cheered for the groom to come up to the front, another secondary change began to happen for Peter. The company that he had rented this stripper from prided themselves on realistic strippers in both body and mind. So, they included a special type of solution to give any wearers the perfect personality to match their body choice. Whenever there was a request for a stripper, the company slyly put this formula into the bottle of oil, the same bottle of oil that Peter had just spread all over his body. It didn’t take long before the solution was at work and rewriting Peter’s shy personality. By the time Keith had made it up to the front, shyness and modesty was out the door and replaced with a cocky demeanor of a man who loved to show off his hunky body.

This was abundantly clear when Peter locked eyes with the blushing groom. He looked down and stared at the slight tenting occurring in the man’s pants and chuckled. “Well, do you like what you see?” he asked, throwing his arms and flexing for Keith. “Uh yeah, you look amazing…” Keith said, still bashful and awkward about what was going on. As the soon-to-be married man stared at the stripper in front of him, he couldn’t deny his attraction to the man. He had to give it to Peter, he sure knew how to pick out the perfect stripper for him. Keith just felt bad that Peter wasn’t here to enjoy the sight of the hunky stripper as well.

With firmness, Peter pulled the man closer and grabbed onto his arms. He placed Keith’s arms onto his biceps and flexed for him, chuckling as Keith ran his hands along the muscles in a transfixed state of lust. Taking his hands once more, Peter led Keith down his torso and let his fingers flow up and down as they ran across his rippled abs. Peter chuckled as Keith’s hands accidentally ventured lower and his fingers gingerly ran across the semi-hard cock concealed within denim. 

“How about we go somewhere more private?” Peter said as he flashed the cocky grin that he rightfully assumed would have the reserved man quaking in his boots. With no resistance whatsoever, the stripper pulled on Keith’s arm and led him up the stairs. The crowd continued to hoot and holler in encouragement as the nervous man looked back with bright pink cheeks and lost puppy dog eyes.

Leading the engaged man into a random bedroom, Peter threw Keith onto the bed and kneeled on top of him. “So, what would you like to do huh? I’m up for anything…” Peter said as he grinded against Keith’s throbbing crotch. “Um… I-, I don’t know. I’m not sure what to do…” Keith said with a face that showcased expressions of both anxiety and lust. Peter continued to grind on the man and pulled the man’s arms up to touch his torso. “Feel free to grab anywhere you’d like. I don’t mind…” Peter said as the man grew more and more flustered by just how attractive and open the stripper was with him. 

However, things soon took a turn that the stripper was not expecting at all. “No, stop please!” Keith screamed out, causing Peter to move to the side and allow the awkward man to sit up and pace around the room. “I’m… I’m sorry but I can’t do this. I appreciate the fact that they hired you but I’m not comfortable enough for this. Feel free to go back to the party or go home, but I can’t do this…” He said as he rushed past the jock and ran into the connected bathroom. 

As Keith slammed the door behind him, Peter was left in awe at what had just happened. The stripper persona had never had something like this before and it left him needy for appreciation and respect. When he heard the man’s quiet sobs from inside the bathroom, he took that as his sign to get out of there. He was a stripper not a therapist, so he knew he wouldn’t be able to help the flustered man deal with his issues. Exiting the bedroom, the pulsating beats of the music downstairs beckoned to him. Based on all of the looks he got upon his arrival, Peter knew that he would be able to get the levels of admiration he desired from those other partygoers.

Walking back into the party after that disappointing private show, Peter was desperate for the partygoers to notice his re-appearance. “Hey bros, in which direction is the alcohol?” Peter said as he flexed once more and jokingly pointed into various directions. The real Peter would have been ashamed of his behavior, but the Cody persona that had infiltrated his mind lived for it. Within moments, a sea of men had begun to crowd around him offering tons of drinks. He chuckled and grabbed a beer before taking a swig. “Ah, that hits the spot. Poor Keith couldn’t hang with me, but I’m still in the mood to show off my goods if you fellas are interested…” he said with a lustful tone. It usually wasn’t his style to hook up with the partygoers, but he got paid to make the party a hit. It’s not his fault that the groom-to-be was too reserved to enjoy his private show. If he can’t make him happy, he’d be more than willing to make the rest of the party happy instead. Plus, this party had quite the few hunks here, so Peter wouldn’t mind spending some intimate time with the partygoers.

With one more attempt to draw in any potential suitors, Peter flexed once more for his lustful fans. One-by-one, they slowly approached the stripper and began to rub his body. As they admired each and every muscle, Peter’s own manhood began to grow firm until it began to wage a war against the tight constraints of his jeans. From there, Peter soon found himself on a whirlwind of passion and lust. Massaging his muscles turned into slapping his ass, which turned the mass admiration session into a much more sexual game. Peter’s tongue soon grazed the mouths of every horny partygoer, and in response, their mouths soon moved further south to pleasure the cocky jock. 

Upon his arrival back into his apartment the next afternoon, Peter grew incredibly drowsy and gave up on reaching his bed. Looking for a quick alternative, the intoxicated and lewd man immediately passed out on the couch. After a passionate night of lust with several men, Peter felt quite worn out. It was no surprise that he was out as soon as his head hit the couch cushion. While unconscious, the man slept for hours until he had unknowingly passed the time limit of his 24-hour rental. With no more time remaining, the suit began to start the process of rejecting its host. It took only a few minutes before the suit had spit out the average nerd and fallen onto the floor.

By the time Peter woke up, Peter’s original personality had completely re-emerged. This was abundantly clear by his bashful gasp as he woke up and discovered his complete nudity on his couch. However, despite the real Peter not being directly involved in the events of the previous night and the intense intoxication while in the suit, he was somehow able to retain all of the memories of his 24 hours of fun. 

As Peter replayed the events over and over in his head, he couldn’t deny the fact that he wanted to have another opportunity to try these suits out. Despite his reservations about the mental changes he realized he had encountered, he was eager to try it once more. Thinking about it, he pondered the idea of becoming Cody once more or trying someone new. Maybe he’d try out a female body instead and live life on the other side of the gender spectrum. Like Keith, he too enjoyed thirsting over straight men, so the idea of hooking up with one of those guys was incredibly intriguing to him. He was sure he could find a girl suit that would be irresistible to the type of jock he just was. Upon returning to the website to take a closer look, Peter realized that his possibilities were endless. However, there was one thing that he knew for sure, his next purchase from the site would be sooner rather than later...

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Inside The Alpha

This story is a request from @malemuscularbodyswap​. If you have a story idea you’d like me to write, feel free to send it in here!

After days of scouring the internet, William was finally able to locate something of magical value one morning before work. He had been on the search for something to help him gain the body of his dream man, a buff man named Cody. Sure, it was the best friend of William’s husband Steve, but that did not deter William from his plans. In fact, it kind of turned on the older man to imagine himself in the body of a buff bodybuilder. 

As he got ready in the bathroom, he smiled as he had finally discovered the location of an ancient bracelet that was rumored to have magical abilities. To his surprise, the item was conveniently located just a few towns over at a museum, which worked out quite well for William. Being one of the heads of the town’s art museum, William was able to convince the small town museum to trade the basic silver bracelet for a few months in exchange for a popular painting. Feeling that the deal was a no-brainer, the other museum quickly agreed to the trade and prayed that the loaned painting would hopefully help draw attendance.

Heading into his job, William immediately grabbed the painting off of the walls and drove to the nearby town, his foot tapping anxiously as he awaited the arrival of the bracelet. Once the young and frail nerdy man brought the bracelet to William, the awkward man grew uncomfortable as he watched the older man practically salivating over the old and weathered piece of metal. Wanting to just move on with his day, the man dropped the bracelet in William’s hand and quickly took his painting and ran off to figure out an ideal display location.

Once William got to his car, he screamed and laughed in joy as he now had the prime magical relic to bring his dreams to life. He gingerly took the bracelet and placed it around his wrist, surprised at just how form-fitting it was as it somehow fastened into place. Not wanting to waste any time, William quickly phoned Cody and asked if he wanted to come over and use Steve’s home gym while he was working. Given the fact that Steve had state of the art equipment, the aspiring bodybuilder jumped at the opportunity and said he’d be over in an hour or so. With the plan now in motion, William drove home with a devilish grin pulled from cheek to cheek, excited about what was to come. 

Pulling into his driveway, William caught sight of Cody and his black Mustang parked out on the curb. From the various stories that Steve had told William, it seemed like the car was the perfect chick magnet for the unfortunately straight Cody. “Not for long…” William whispered to himself, smiling as he imagined what would happen if this bracelet truly worked like that occult forum said it would.

Parking his compact smart car into his garage, William stepped out of the car and turned towards his husband’s best friend. “Hey man, are you ready to go workout?” he asked, which prompted the buff jock to excitedly agree, a dopey grin spreading onto his face. Opening the door to the house, William allowed Cody to walk in first, which allowed William to get a close inspection of his future body. 

With his shaggy brown hair, William was envious of Cody given the fact that the older man’s hair had been quickly turning gray and balding. Despite the fact that William had a thick mustache and facial hair, he was still quite envious of the dark brown stubble that adorned Cody’s face. In a thin tank top, William licked his lips as he stared at the wide biceps and bulging pectorals that were clearly showcased. There was a severe jealousy towards Cody and his built physique that Steve had known about for a while now. William had desired to become a regular gym-goer like Steve and Cody, but after months of attempting with no ability to lose his flab, William gave up on the concept and just tried to embrace his chubbier physique. He knew that his husband wasn't upset with his build, but he had a goal of becoming the best he could be despite his age, so seeing Cody nonstop only fueled his self-hatred. Staring down at his right arm, William took note of the tattoos adorning Cody’s forearm, which only added to the intimidation factor of the hulking man. 

Even though his physical appearance was intimidating, William knew from the stories that his husband told that Cody had quite the cockiness. When paired with his anger issues, Cody was quite the intimidator in the gym. He demanded control of the gym, which Steve never complained about since it allowed him and Cody to work out on any machine they wanted, any time they wanted. Whenever a steroid-infused asshole was intimidating to a female gym goer, Cody wasn’t afraid of going up to him and making sure that the men leave the women alone. Sometimes it might become physical, but Cody’s bulk allowed him to easily subdue any asshole and teach him a lesson while embarrassing him in front of the entire gym. Sure, it also helped land those ladies in his bed, but that was just an unintended side effect of his innate masculinity.

However, despite these impressive qualities, he had no real spatial awareness or was ill-prepared for surprise attacks. This was clearly evident as he walked into the living room, with William rushing behind him. Pushing his braceleted arm out, the chubby man watched as his hand slid right into the wide back of his husband’s best friend. “UNghhHhhh!” Cody groaned, unsure of what was going on. It was a weird sensation, but it wasn’t as if he was in any searing pain that alerted him to something nefarious. His bulging arms attempted to reach behind and scratch the source of sensation, but all he found was the upper stub of William’s arm pushing out from his back. “What the fuck?!” Cody cried out, attempting to flail around and pull William out and stop whatever he was trying to do.

Knowing his time was running out before the buff man would be able to stop him, your husband quickly began to push in. He slid further into the bulky body, causing Cody to stop what he was doing and groan once more at the sensations coursing through his body. “Sorry young man, but I need this body!” William stated, his last words causing Cody’s last remaining thoughts to be of intense confusion. Before Cody could do anything, William pushed completely into his new body, sealing himself inside of it. With two bodies now fighting for control, the muscular body slumped down onto the ground as a battle of two consciousnesses occurred.

For William, there was a moment of darkness before he suddenly began to regain his senses one-by-one. At first it was hearing, as William heard the automatic air freshener in the living room go off. Of course, the next sense he regained was scent as he smelled the odor of apples and cinnamon waft through the air. Opening his eyes, William’s vision regained as he found himself lying face down on the large shag rug that adored the living room. Wobbling, William reached out and grabbed onto the top of the couch as he pulled himself up back into an upright position. Looking around, he was surprised by just how tall he seemed. He licked his lips, tasting the flavor of beer. Given that William was exclusively a wine drinker, it was clear that something magical had definitely happened. Looking down at himself, he caught sight of the bulging pectorals that were now jutting out of his chest. “Holy shit, it worked!” William cried out, following that declaration up with a chuckle as he heard his new voice. 

To finally verify that all of his senses had been regained, William wasted no time touching his new body, feeling the buff musculature that he now possessed. “Wow…” he said as his hands reached below his waist to check out his new equipment. Not only was it already rock hard, which William assumed was from the pleasure of him sliding into Cody’s body, but it was also incredibly impressive. It was no wonder to William now how the straight man was able to satisfy so many women.

However, before he could react any further and undress into the house, he was interrupted by a cough coming from his left side. He turned, his eyes meeting a classy looking woman holding a clipboard. “Excuse me, would you like to continue the tour or no?” She asked, her face contorting into a look of annoyance. Due to the sudden appearance of the woman, William began to look around in confusion. Staring at his previous living room, William’s mouth went wide as he realized that all evidence of his life here with Steve had been completely erased. Instead, it was now an open house for sale, which he was now seemingly taking a tour of. All of the photos that adorned the various tables and desks had been changed, replaced with simple stock images. “Uh… I think I’m good…”  the new Cody said, scratching his head as he walked out of the now empty garage. He fished out his keys from his jeans, quickly unlocking the car and entering his new Mustang. As he sat into the driver's seat, William began to theorize about what was going on and how big of an impact the possession had on the world…

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For the most part, it had been a normal day for Steve. With only thirty minutes to go at his job as a personal trainer, he was eager to get home and relax. Despite having spent the entire day in the gym, he was adamant about getting home, destressing with a home workout, and spending some personal time with his husband William. As he headed into the bathroom after finishing up with his final client, the man began to take a few selfies to send to his husband. Sure, his husband wasn’t as physically fit as he was, but Steve knew that William would love to see his buff body stretching out his workout shirts.

However, as he snapped some selfies, a huge migraine suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. He groaned in discomfort as he tried to head into the locker room to grab some medicine from his gym bag, opening up his phone to try and call an ambulance if it got worse to the point of collapsing. But as he opened up his phone and stared at his home screen, he began to notice the photo somehow warping. It was a lovely photo of him and his husband William on vacation in Costa Rica a few years ago, but with each passing second, William was slowly fading out of the picture. To his surprise, Steve could only watch as a new person filled the void his husband left… his best friend Cody. “Whoa… what the fuck?” Steve muttered, unsure of what was going on. To try and remedy this, Steve quickly opened his photo app and scrolled through the various photos he had taken of him and his husband.

Despite knowing that his husband was with him during these events, the photos disagreed completely as no photo had any evidence of William’s existence. Instead, the photos either showed Steve alone in a tropical locale or with his best friend Cody, flexing and showcasing wide grins. “This can’t be happening…” Steve said as he quickly began to grab his gym bag and rush off to try and get home and verify that his husband wasn’t somehow removed from existence. 

By the time the clock signaled the end of Steve’s shift, the man was already out the door and speeding off to his house. However, as Steve drove down the street and approached his house, it was clear that this house was no longer his. Looking towards the address that Steve had lived in for years, he could only watch in disbelief as he saw the empty house and a large “For Sale” sign posted in the yard.

With nowhere else to go, the only possible place Steve could think about going was the apartment building where his best friend Cody resided. As he ascended the staircase and knocked on the door, Steve breathed a sigh of relief as the buff physique of his best friend opened the door and greeted him. “Oh thank god!” Steve said, rushing into the apartment and pacing around the living room. Before Cody could even say a word, Steve began to recount his day and discuss all of the strange occurrences that he experienced. Cody stays calm throughout the entire thing, which only made the increasingly paranoid Steve worry that his best friend had also been affected by whatever is going on.

However, once Steve finished speaking, his intimidating best friend began to speak, saying a simple “Yeah, it’s been a crazy day right?”. Looking in disbelief, Steve asked him to explain what he meant by that statement. Was it possible that his best friend was somehow not affected by the changes as well? Cody obliges, where he then begins to calmly state the fact that he’s actually Steve’s husband. Steve of course refuses to believe it, but as he begins to talk about how he finally found a way to get Steve’s best friend’s body, the man begins to grow more and more convinced. William then talks about the power of the bracelet that he got from work, declaring that it somehow rewrote history to erase his real body and life from history. He assumed that he would be the only one unaffected, but he was relieved to find that Steve was also spared from the memory changes. As a result, he asks his former husband to describe how he felt the reality shift occur. Steve then begins to mention the entire situation, the various pains he felt all over his head and how he caught the photos changing while he tried to get some medicine. “Well, you must have been made immune to the changes when you caught sight of the photos shifting” Steve’s former husband / new best friend states, which makes sense to Steve as he begins to remember the headache going away once he saw the changing images. 

With the situation now explained, Steve watches as Cody stands up and begins to stretch, showcasing his strong build. He catches the man staring, which causes him to chuckle and look down towards Steve. “You like what you see huh? Come here then…” he says, his deep voice going into a growl that causes Steve to shiver. It was incredible just how dominant Cody innately was with his various qualities. Sure, Steve was aware that he had a crush on his buff friend, but he knew that he could never be with Cody due to both his sexuality and his marriage to William. But now, seeing William now in control of Cody’s buff body, Steve grinned as he realized that it opens the door for plenty of possibilities for him to fulfill his fantasies with no guilt. 

Not wanting to delay, Steve gets off the couch and peels off Cody’s tight tank top, which causes him to do the same to the flustered man. However, to showcase his strength, he grips onto Steve’s workout shirt and tugs, somehow ripping the fabric off of his own buff body. Coming up behind him, Steve wraps his hands around Cody, his hands moving towards Cody’s chest and gripping onto those glorious pectorals that Steve had always been jealous of. “You like that huh? Keep going then…” Cody says, which causes Steve’s dick to twitch as he continue to give in and admire his husband’s new buff body. 

By this point, Steve is now completely transfixed by his now-dominant husband ordering him to admire his best friend’s body. Now completely malleable, Steve allows “Cody” to lead the way, commanding him to remove his pants and admire every inch of his body. Steve begins to leak as he pulls down his best friend’s pants and watches as Cody’s thick and long cock reveals itself to you. “Touch it...” William says, which Steve does immediately. He begins to run his hands along the shaft, which causes Steve to realize that his best friend truly was intimidating in many different ways. Not only did he have the body that everyone thirsted for, but he had the dick that would make every man envious. Wrapping his hands around Cody’s ass, Steve began to imagine fucking his husband in the pert and muscular ass he now possesses. However, based on the way that William is manhandling Steve and leading him to worship parts of his new body, it seems like that alpha personality is rubbing off on William. Unfortunately, that caused Steve to realize that this most likely meant that he would become the new bottom in the relationship.

“Admire these guns babe…” William says, flexing his biceps for his husband as a cocky grin manifests onto his face. By this point, it was clear that William knew that Steve was putty in his hands, so he was going to use it to his advantage. By this point, Steve’s hands are running rampant in exploring Cody’s buff body and feeling the thick musculature that William now possesses. “I think I could stay here permanently… what do you think bro?” William continues, winking towards Steve as he looks up at his husband in complete lust and nods his head.

Suddenly, William grabs onto Steve with ease, pulling him off the ground. As a result, Steve quickly wraps his legs around the hulking man, looking like a koala wrapped around a large tree. William easily walks with Steve clinging onto him, leading the smaller man into his new bedroom. Sure, it was quite a bummer for Steve to lose his dream house and downgrade to an apartment, but what can you expect between two bros who work low-level jobs that allow both of the men to focus more on their professional bodybuilding prospects?

As Steve’s husband throws him onto the bed and pulls his pants off, Steve begins to ponder about just how well William has adapted to the whole situation. It’s true that William told Steve previously that he admired and wished to have a body like Cody’s, but William is embracing this new sexual alpha personality with incredible ease. Looking around, Steve catches sight of William staring at the scantily clad woman plastered onto the posters adorning the wall. Based on Steve’s observations, it seemed to the man that some aspects of Cody’s personality and William’s were mixing, turning him into a bisexual man able to admire both of the sexes. This was totally fine with Steve, but the one concern he had was in regards to how much of William’s personality was being sacrificed to be in this body. Steve hated the idea of losing the best qualities of his husband and gaining the worst parts of Cody’s douchey personality, but as Steve began to feel the thick rod of Cody’s cock slide into his ass, all of those quandaries went out the window. 

Who cares when he’s got a cock that great right?

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