Going Through An Exs Stuff

Going Through An Ex’s Stuff

After months of dealing with her boyfriend Daniel’s behavior, Claire had finally had enough. She was tired of having to deal with him ghosting her and just not being a reliable support system. Given her troubled childhood, she needed that for a relationship and he couldn’t give it to her. The final straw came when one of Claire’s best friends detailed how she caught him flirting with girls at a bar during one of the nights Claire was sick at home. Of course, Claire was furious and obviously couldn’t allow herself to remain with someone who had a wandering eye. That night, she immediately approached him about it. To both her shock and disgust, he smugly revealed the truth in graphic detail. Apparently, he had been cheating on her for months now with various women. To twist the knife even more, Daniel plainly stated that he really had no desire to be with her anymore. Obviously, her frustration was incredibly valid, which ultimately culminated in Claire throwing out her smarmy ex and crying herself to sleep that night.

It was the next day when Claire woke up bright and early and began the process of packing up Daniel’s shit. Despite falling asleep crying, Claire woke up that morning with a newfound determined nature. As a result, her early packing began so she could get rid of any memory of him and move forward with her life. In her haste, Claire frantically rushed around the apartment as she gathered any item that either belonged or reminded her of him. To her surprise, Claire was able to keep her composure as she felt no personal attachment to any item she found. However, this soon changed when Claire was cleaning out their drawers and she stumbled upon the pink sweater in his dresser. Holding the soft sweater in her hands, Claire had a moment of weakness as the tears began to flow down her cheeks. Her mind went back in time as she remembered the night Daniel wore that sweater for their first date. So many pleasant memories came to mind, but now Claire felt as if they were now forever tainted by her ex’s behavior. In her longing and desperation to remember the good times, Claire slinked out of her ratty t-shirt and replaced it with the bright pink sweater. As she wrapped her sleeved arms around herself, she gave herself a warm fuzzy hug that she had always so desperately wanted from her former partner.

As she did this and allowed for some tears to softly fall down her cheeks, she suddenly felt a weird shift occur in her bedroom. It felt like a timid earthquake, but she knew this was impossible given that she lived in the Midwest. Despite the slight jolt, Claire’s innate clumsiness sent her tumbling down to the floor. Upon the loud thud onto the floor, she quickly curled up into a ball to try and prepare for any damage. However, just as fast as the violent shaking began, it soon quickly ceased and a calmness manifested. When she looked up, Claire was surprised to see that there was no damage to the apartment. It was almost as if nothing had happened and no such earth-shaking jolt had occurred. Looking around, it seemed like the only thing in the apartment that had fallen was her clumsy body. 

“Ow, what the fuck” she said, groaning in pain as she took note of the deeper voice coming out of her mouth. Sitting up, Claire put her hands against the floor and boosted herself up. It was at this point where Claire noticed something strange. Before her eyes, she watched as her hands were quickly morphing into something else. Looking at even the slight changes, it was clear that this was a far cry from her dainty fingers. The pink nail polish on her hands was quickly chipping away until her bare nails were now exposed. With the paint now gone, she watched in confusion as the long nails also began to recede into her hands. “Whoa, what the hell…” Claire said with her increasingly gruffer voice, noticing that every single ounce of femininity has been removed from her hands and replaced with seemingly the wide and weathered hands of man.

Before she could do anything in response, she felt an inverse tugging against her scalp, which caused her to moan in pain. As her hands moved to the source of discomfort, she could only gasp as she watched her inches of blonde hair being sucked into her scalp. With her original mane of hair now reduced to the equivalent of a bob cut, she could only gasp as she ran over to the full-body mirror in her bedroom to get a better look at the damage.

By the time she had walked into the room, the hairstyle of a man had replaced her glorious hair. As she ran her hands through the foreign hairstyle she now had, she couldn’t help but groan as she noticed the sheen of her intense hair care was removed entirely and her new style lacked any care or style whatsoever.

Watching the mirror still, she stared in awe as she watched her eye level raise inch by inch. With each inch, her body jolts as she’s ratcheted up way past her original height of 5’5”. After a minute or so of this process, it’s clear that Claire now stands at a grand 6’1” height. As she reaches this new height and takes into account her new hairstyle and hands, her eyes turn into wide saucers as she realizes what’s happening to her. Somehow, she’s slowly transforming into an exact copy of her ex Daniel.

These suspicions are only further confirmed when Claire groans in pain. With each passing heartbeat, it feels as if her chest is being punched incessantly. Due to the pain localizing in her modest breasts, Claire doubles over in pain. Through the pain and shortness of breath, Claire gasps as the breasts that once protruded from the thick sweater slowly fade away from existence. She grasps her breasts in a last ditch effort to save them, but this is to no avail. With minutes, the fleshiness of her breasts has been completely erased and replaced with a small set of pectoral muscles. 

When a deep tremor of pain radiates from her groin, she gasps as she realizes what’s about to be happening. In both perverse curiosity and anxiety, Claire drops her underwear and watches as the nub of a cock head begins to push outwards from her feminine equipment. Inch by inch, a new dick emerges and upon looking at it, she’s reminded of all the times she had either had it inside her or pleasured it prior. It was incredibly uncomfortable to watch it slowly manifest on her own body, but despite this, Claire continued to watch. As her testicles manifested and her new genitalia immediately began to harden in response to her new reality, she was unsure of what to do. To conceal her growing package, she quickly pulls up her underwear and runs from the mirror. In an act of desperation, Claire quickly searches through Daniel’s box of remaining items for any form of more appropriate clothing. To both her relief and disgust, she soon found a red pair of briefs that he had once left there. Despite hating the fabric and color, the tightness of her new cock wrapped around her panties was too painful to bear much longer. Looking away after blushing at the sight of her impressive dick, she quickly swapped out her underwear and smiled as she let out an exhale. To her glee, the briefs were able to provide some relief to the uncomfortable woman.

The changes continued once more as they interrupted her moment of calmness. Once again, that intense pressure began to permeate through every inch of Claire’s body again. With only a few changes left, she watched as her body began to grow the exact muscles that Daniel had loved to show off. Her frail arms grew an arch as a small set of biceps to go along with her now wider forearms. With this intense exchange between genders, her neck thickened as it lost its dainty appearance. Her stomach rolls in discomfort as abdominals push forth from her originally toned torso, causing her to run her hands across the muscles. Her torso overall also expands as she loses her feminine shape. As she stares down, she watches as her torso grows wider and gains the broader physique of a man. Hip span decreases for the woman as well as her legs also reshape to gain the muscles of all the years of running Daniel did in his free time. 

With all of the muscles grown and her now looking like the spitting image of Daniel, Claire had figured that the changes would subside. However, she was proven to be wrong as she began to grow squeamish from the various sensations pulsating throughout her body. As she looked down in confusion, she could only stare as her baby smooth legs quickly grew the hairy aesthetic of men’s legs. Inch-by-inch, body hair pushed through each follicle as her body finalizes its transition into the male sex. The hair runs down her body as it dusts across her new chest and arms. With now-hairy forearms, she notes just how manly she looks as she curiously flexes her muscles and chuckles in her now deeper voice. 

As the changes seemingly finished, Claire fumbled around her apartment in a desperate search for her phone. Upon finding it under her couch, she gasps as she finds that her phone has also undergone a transformation. Instead of the bright phone case she once had, her phone had been completely replaced to be an identical copy of Daniel’s down to the basic clear case he had. Both in awe and to confirm what she’s seeing, Claire quickly opened up her camera app and began to take photos of her new body. Still uncomfortable with her new body, she shyly used the large sweatshirt to cover up her still hard boner. 

Still in awe, Claire began to snap photos of her new body to try and get a better understanding of how she looked. However, as she continued to take photos at various angles, the newly created man was oblivious to the last set of changes settling in. With each passing photo, Claire’s personality and identity were slowly being chipped away and replaced with Daniel’s womanizer personality. By the twentieth photo, it was clear that the shy girl was gone and replaced with the cocky man she had just broken up with. 

Before he could continue his self-indulgent photoshoot, the man jolted his head as he heard keys jingling from outside the apartment. Despite his indecency, Daniel was not flustered or rushing to get clothes. Instead, he sauntered over towards the door as keys were inserted and the door was unlocked. Upon the door opening, he was met with the annoyed face of his ex-girlfriend Claire...

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As Daniel walked down the street to pick up the remainder of his items from his ex’s apartment, he couldn’t help but grow irritated at himself for his stupidity. Although, Daniel couldn’t quite decide whether he was upset that he was unfaithful to Claire or the fact that he was stupid enough to get caught. He supposed that he brought it on himself given how blatant he was to parade his various side pieces around town. 

However, despite his annoyance about being caught, he couldn’t absolutely say that he was upset that Claire had found out. For several months now, he had felt them drifting away from each other, but after two years of being together, he felt like he didn’t want to consider that time a waste and just leave her. By having a side fling, he hoped that he could get it out of his system and grow closer to his girlfriend once more. But of course, one side fling evolved into multiple side relationships that required Daniel’s discreet investment into burner phones to contact his undercover lovers.

While continuing to stroll down the street, Daniel went back to that awful night as he pictured the look on Claire’s face when she confronted him. With mascara-stained cheeks as she sobbed and asked if it was true, it was one of the only times in his life that he had ever felt true remorse for his actions. He understood why she broke it off with him and made him leave, but he wished that he could have explained himself and tried to have her understand his reasoning. Like his friends often said during his college years, he had a way with the ladies and he figured he would have been able to soothe his girlfriend and remedy the situation before any further heartbreak occurred. But, he was unable to get that far as she pushed him out of the apartment and threw out a handful of clothes at him before slamming the door in a huff.

Regardless, a few days had passed and Claire had finally reached out to Daniel. It was strange to talk to his former girlfriend without the romantic pleasantries they used to share. Instead, he was sent a simple message to come over and pick up his shit and that was all there was to it. After trying to blow her off and tell her he’d be over later, the read receipt popping up on his text with no response left him worried about his property dealing with her heartbroken rage. So, given that he didn’t want her to destroy any of his prized possessions, he picked out the best clothes he had on hand to try and impress and woo his ex. Despite the pressing issue about worrying about property damage, Daniel finally left the place where he was currently crashing after an hour of preparation and began to head over. While he walked through the city towards their shared apartment, Daniel gasped as he felt heavy vibrations rattle his thin body and send him sprawling down onto the sun-baked concrete. However, as he looked around, every other person walking by was seemingly oblivious to what Daniel was experiencing. Trying to think of a logical answer, Daniel hopped onto his feet and brushed himself off. Given his drunken-fueled moping session the night prior, Daniel chalked it up to a brutal hangover side effect and continued on his trek to Claire’s place.

However, just like with Claire, this reality-shaking quake had life-altering plans for the oblivious Daniel as he strolled through the busy city streets. At first, the changes started out simple for the man. Any bystander who had glanced at the man would have noticed the man’s dark brown hair slowly beginning to lengthen and bounce and sway with each passing step. Upon reaching his shoulders, his dark brown hair began to quickly lighten as the golden sunrays transformed his hair into an equally golden blonde color. Oblivious still, Daniel tossed his long hair back behind his shoulder and made a mental note to get a haircut soon.

As he reached a corner and patiently waited for the crossing sign to light up, the changes in his hair soon ceased, leaving him with a glorious mane of hair that now dipped below his shoulder blades. With the wind blowing the hair in his face, Daniel’s body moved with a newfound muscle memory as he used a bright pink hair tie that had manifested around his wrist to tie his hair back into a tight high ponytail.

Upon finishing, he got the light to cross the walk and his pace picked up once more as he continued his journey. With his hair completely changed, the progression of his transformation continues as his face begins to slowly evolve. It started out simple, as his lips slightly inflated to give him a fuller set of lips. However, soon after, his face began to lose the angular muscular appearance as it smoothed out and gave him a softer look. His nose shrunk in size as it became more petite and girly along with his eyes lightening up to match Claire’s glacier blue color. The thick eyebrows that once defined his face also began to change, as they were magically trimmed into a more narrow appearance.

From the neck up, Daniel was now the spitting image of his ex-girlfriend. With an approachable and sweet face, it looked quite strange as his masculine body was further showcased by the tight leather jacket, plain white t-shirt, and form-fitting pair of jeans that he was wearing. However, that plain white t-shirt began to soon fit differently on his body as two fledgling breasts began to push forth from his chest. While having a more toned physique, it was strange watching the cocky man walk with determination while his chest began to grow more and more bouncy. With each passing step, the lack of any form of support soon made the man grow incredibly uncomfortable. No alarm bells rang for the man, but to try and make himself feel better, he zipped up his coat and hoped that the tight leather would prevent any more foreign bouncing. The hefty bouncing d-cup breasts were quite uncomfortable for the man despite his obliviousness to his situation, but as he zipped up the jacket and trapped the new additions, he felt temporary relief and began to pick up his pace once more. 

With his chest now finishing growing outwards, the start of an hourglass figure began to appear for the man. Daniel soon inhaled in discomfort as his bones began to rearrange, causing his hips to push outwards to finish the alluring curves of a feminine figure. While this happened, Daniel’s set of abdominals began to fade away, leaving him with a soft toned stomach that now joined his torso in complete hairlessness. 

The changes progressed further down Daniel’s quickly feminized body with his ass to become the next victim of the transformation. As his firm ass began to grow more pillowy and peach-shaped, Daniel groaned in discomfort at the increased bulk of his ass was straining the limits of his tight denim jeans. In an act of desperation, he pulled against the waist of his pants to try and remedy the discomfort he was feeling in the tight jeans. However, his desperate attempts at relief were soon fixed automatically as the changes progressed. With the changes now focusing on his crotch, the various inches of Daniel’s infamous dick was soon lost from the naked eye as the imprint in his jeans began to fade away. In actuality, Daniel’s sexual anatomy was completely reforming from the inside and pulling his male anatomy inside his body to reform it. Before long, both his shaft and balls had been completely sucked up into his newly created void as they were repurposed. His balls quickly were changed into a pair of ovaries that traveled deeper into his growing female anatomy and his shaft was hollowed out and changed to help form the vaginal canal.

With the essential parts of his anatomy changed, the transformation quickly began to finish up as it traversed down his legs. The angular muscle that was just beginning to grow from Daniel’s newfound obsession with the gym quickly disappeared as his thighs grew thinner and his calves lost its bulging muscle. To go with these newly feminized legs, all of his hair vanished from sight, leaving him with a freshly shaved set of smooth legs. With his arms, the transformation jumped back to the two limbs as they lost any form of muscle they once had. In tandem, the man’s thicker hands of his began to shrink and evolve. As this smaller size transformation occurred, any dry and weathered skin was quickly repaired until he was left with smooth and supple hands. To finish the changes, Daniel’s nails began to push forth from his fingers until they resembled talons in terms of their length. However, these nails soon became well-manicured as this magical force quickly filed them to perfection. To finish the physical changes, pink nail polish quickly manifested itself onto his new nails and gave it a new found sheen.

With these physical changes completed, the universe then began to try and remedy the awkward clothing that the newly created Claire was now wearing. Immediately, a bra began to manifest itself around Claire’s perky tits to secure them from bouncing anymore. With a leather jacket no longer working for Claire’s new appearance, the jacket soon contorted and glitched away from existence until she was left wearing the plain white t-shirt. However, that shirt was not safe from re-configuration either as it was quickly reworked into a light blue blouse that perfectly suited her new physique. With her underwear, the pair of boxer briefs she had previously been wearing quickly transformed into a soft material that now perfectly hugged her body without having an awkward bagginess due to her lost male anatomy. Inch-by-inch, the denim jeans began to ride up her legs until a skirt appeared on her body that perfectly matched with her blouse. Finally, the pair of Vans that she was previously wearing began to quickly readjust. Despite a few stumbles as her feet shifted into the new shoes, her haste continued as she walked her way into a brand new pair of stylish high heels.

After a few more blocks, Claire exhaled in relief as she found herself at the steps of her apartment. After buzzing herself in, she began to pace up the stairs and prepare to get this awkward interaction over with. However, as she walked up each flight of stairs, her personality began to quickly evolve to match her new body and life. No longer would she remember her life as Daniel, which was solidified as the memories of Claire transferred over to the new Claire and finalized the transformation. In response, her demeanor soon changed as well. The cockiness and annoyance that defined their old personality quickly began to shift into more of a slight anxiety and anger at the situation. Despite being crushed by Daniel dumping her, Claire was doing her best to move on from him. She wanted to remain strong and stand her ground in case her ex even attempted to try and remedy their broken relationship. She deserved better, and after sleeping on it, she was adamant about finding it once more after she allowed herself some time to move on.

With this new personality taking hold, Claire fished her keys out and slid her key into the lock. Upon unlocking the door and walking in, the distraught ex-girlfriend caught direct sight of her ex-boyfriend standing there in his infamous sweatshirt and a pair of red briefs. “What the hell are you doing? Why are you in your underwear in my apartment?” Claire stated, her voice perfectly showcasing her severe annoyance.

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“Uh, hey Claire. I was just putting on some clothes from the box of stuff you had packed for me. I figured you’d like to see me in this sweater again. Maybe it could remind you of the good times rather than the bad…” Daniel stated, his head tilted low in faux-shame as he walked closer to his ex.

“Yeah, all of the times I remember are the bad ones now. I don’t want to waste time thinking about the few and far-between good times. Please get your shit and get out of my apartment.” Claire said as she tapped her high-heeled foot against the wood floor in frustration.

“If you say so hot stuff…” Daniel said as he let out a quick chuckle. “I’m sorry and all, but you don’t have to be a bitch about it” he continued in annoyance. “Well, I wouldn’t be a bitch if you weren’t an asshole who was constantly looking to get his dick wet…” Claire said, her tone growing higher as she lost some of her fortitude. “Now, get out of my apartment and take your shit with you.” She continued as she walked over to the box on the floor and kicked it across the floor until it bounced against the front door. 

Now knowing that any chance of reconciliation was out the door, Daniel angrily huffed and walked over to the box. Leaning down, he threw on one of the pairs of shorts and gave a glare towards his ex. With her angry face remaining locked in that emotion, Daniel grabbed his boxes and attempted to turn the knob and open the door. After letting him fumble for a few moments, Claire stomped over to the door and pulled it open and pushed him out the door. Turning back towards him, she quickly grabbed onto Daniel’s free hand and pulled out the set of keys that he was clutching. Upon regaining his set of keys, Claire flashed a fake smile towards her asshole of an ex and waved him away. Once out of the threshold of the door, Daniel could only watch as Claire said nothing and slammed the door in his face

As the door slammed shut between the both of them, they each had separate reactions to their exchange. Locking the door as he left, Claire was unable to contain her rage at her pitiful ex. In response, she forcefully chucked his key across the room and screamed “ASSHOLE” at the top of her lungs. 

With Daniel walking down the stairs and struggling to hold onto his boxes, he felt a hint of regret by his behavior. He didn’t expect Claire to so boldly reject him like that. It was quite the ego hit, which was really rare for the blissfully cocky man. Before long, he reached the bottom of the stairs and quickly made his way out onto the busy street. While walking down the street, it didn’t take long before Daniel’s wandering eye began to make its reappearance. At every possible red light, Daniel caught sight of all of the gorgeous women that were around him. Who needed a relationship anyway? With a city this big, Daniel theorized that he had plenty more fish in the sea to get in bed before he ever decided to settle down again. He was young, hung, and hunky, so why should he only devote himself to one person? As he continued walking, Daniel soon made plans to head to a bar and catch up on lost time by hooking up with someone out of the sea of horny women who would be itching to get with him. 

As Claire calmed down and walked towards her couch, she pondered about what to do next now that this hurtle was finally over. While thinking, she couldn’t help but be thankful that there’s not a single trace of him left in her living space now. Upon this realization, she breathed a sigh of relief as she realized that she finally could start over. Despite Daniel’s behavior, she still had feelings for him deep down. So, she knew that she needed to be distancing herself from him as much as possible. To her, her strong stance in rejecting him was the only way to not have her falling back into his arms on a lonely night. As she drops into the couch and slumps into it, she groaned at the situation. 

Why did she always have to fall for the bad boys?

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A Special Kind Of Roleplay

“Seriously? Did you really have to change me in this tiny ass bathtub?” Jake cried out towards the open door of the bathroom. He huffs and puffs as he attempts to sit up, water overflowing the tiny tub and crashing onto the tiled bathroom floors. After several attempts and loud expletives, Jake eventually gave up the thought of getting released from the small bathtub that was constricting his extremely bulky body. If you could believe it, just a few minutes prior, Jake was the polar opposite in terms of physique: just a small twink. After a long day at work, the man had been hoping to relax with a simple bubble bath; to let the Jacuzzi jets massage his sore body. Unfortunately for Jake, it seems like his boyfriend Alex had other plans.

When they first met, Jake was kept in the dark about Alex and his family’s surprising history. However, after months of dating and earning his boyfriend’s trust, Alex eventually divulged the details of the magically-inclined abilities that his bloodline had been blessed with. Of course, Jake laughed at Alex’s statement, not believing a single word as reality. Alex of course expected this, so to prove it, the broad and buff man quickly uttered some words until his breath. Before his eyes, Jake watched as Alex’s thick brown hair quickly lightened several shades and transformed into a highly styled cut. Upon seeing this, Jake immediately demanded that his boyfriend tell him everything. Sparing no details, Alex then spent hours detailing his family’s history and how he was a novice warlock still attempting to get his powers to reach their full potential.

Throughout the several years they had been together after this revelation, Alex’s prowess in terms of utilizing his magic exponentially grew. With these growing skills, Alex used his powers to have fun with his boyfriend. First, it started with simple things like teleportation spells to treat his boyfriend with lavish trips across the world in a matter of seconds. But then, his focus turned outwards as he sought to use his powers to help the world. As a result, Alex became a pseudo-vigilante, looking to punish anyone who attempted to cause a ruckus in the world. 

With Jake by his side, they had a blast punishing sexist men by turning them into their idealized stereotype women, or turning petty thieves into stray animals that soon littered the back alleys and sidewalks of their bustling town. Sure, they couldn’t conjure up a cure to any deadly diseases or achieve world peace, but their plans of helping fix the world by punishing one asshole at a time seemed to the couple as a perfectly valid use of Alex’s powers.

However, as the cycle of doing the same magical changes began to repeat itself every week, Alex soon began to grow bored of these acts and longed for more. The warlock then decided to focus his magic abilities elsewhere, specifically to help progress his long-term relationship. After moving in together, the couple soon began to be less and less sexual as work, part-time vigilantism, and various other commitments began to take up their time. By the time the two of them fell back into their Queen-sized bed, the couple were too physically drained to do anything other than a few soft kisses. It was at this realization that Alex began to converse with his family’s centuries-old spellbook to find just the thing to spice up their relationship…

This brings us back to Jake, where the thin man had exploded in both body hair and beefy muscle in the span of a few minutes. Of course, this added bulk was completely unplanned, which led to the mix of bubbles and water to rise over the tub and cascade onto the tiled floor below. “What the fuck!” the man cried out, gasping as he heard a thundering voice billow out of his mouth. Looking down, Jake could only watch as hairy beefy pectorals pushed forth from his chest with no discomfort. The changes continued, with his entire body bulking up and his stomach gaining a modest but impressive gut that just further showcased the bulky beefy man he was becoming. Rubbing his face, he felt a voluminous bushy beard push forth from his chin and cover up his wider, much more masculine face. Unknown to Jake, but his body was also slightly aging as well, his age going from a solid 23 to an impressive 29. 

As he stared down at the hairy sea of chest hair he now possessed, he looked down at the simple locket that was firmly nestled between his wide pectorals. Before his eyes, the locket itself evolved and split into various different pieces of chain. This chain then began to undergo mitosis as it somehow split into multiple necklaces. He could only watch in disbelief as the number of necklaces multiplied, with each additional necklace growing bulkier. Looking at the sight below him, Jake was in awe at the pure vision of unbridled masculinity. His body was nothing like this, with every inch of his body seemingly changed. As the head of his dick bobbed above the water, Jake moved his meatier hands towards his crotch and grasped onto the thicker and longer cock that he now possessed. He was fairly well-endowed prior to the change, but as a bottom, Jake never really had much use for his dick. However, with a body like this, it seemed likely that Jake may be switching positions with Alex.

Despite his appreciation for his new form, he was still quite annoyed at the fact that his boyfriend had clearly changed him as a surprise. “Alex, get in here!” Jake called out, his eyes narrowing as his gaze directed to the  door frame. Hearing the sound of footsteps shuffling towards him, Jake prepared himself to scold his hunky boyfriend. However, as a man came into the bathroom completely naked, it was clear that the normal appearance of his boyfriend had been replaced by someone completely different. 

As the man put his hand up and scratched the back of his head, he began to speak with a lighter voice that was a far cry from Alex’s previously husky voice. “Hey babe, did you enjoy your change?” Upon looking at Jake and seeing his own handiwork, Alex smiled and chuckled at the sight of the beefy bearded man still wedged into the tub. 

“Regardless of if I do or not, I don’t appreciate you springing this on me without letting me know… The floor is soaked!” Jake said, every syllable falling out of his mouth showing a level of annoyance due to his deeper voice. 

“Ah, so you do like it huh?” Alex said, moving closer to the tub and crouching down. “I’m sorry I sprung it on you, I just thought it would be a hot surprise. I honestly forgot how tiny this tub is…” his voice trailing off as he turned his head towards the standing water covering the bathroom floor. 

“I guess I may like it, it’s a good surprise I suppose. It’s just the first time you’ve ever changed me, so I’m still trying to get acclimated to everything…” Jake said, reaching a hand out to his boyfriend. Alex came up and grabbed onto his hand, pulling to help unwedge his now-beefy partner. If he would have been in his original body, Alex would have been able to lift him with ease. But due to the smaller lithe frame he now possessed, the man had to struggle several times before he was able to eventually lift Jake up and out of the tub. Now with both of them standing up, Jake notices how he now towers over his boyfriend, with his hunky frame skyrocketing past 6’ while Alex has shrunk to a modest 5’5”. 

Upon seeing this difference, Jake looked to Alex and asked “Why did you change though? Why would you ever sacrifice all of those muscles to be a thin twink like I used to be?” 

Turning to Jake, Alex began to respond. “Well, I thought maybe I could sweeten up the deal and offer you an opportunity. I saw that guy on the bus home from work one day and thought it would be hot to turn you into him. Given that you’re so big now, I thought we could incorporate it into the bedroom, hence the twink you see before you…” Alex said, smiling as he turns and shows off his perky bubble butt to the hulking man. 

“Hmm, I could get behind this…” Jake chuckled, feeling his cock quickly stiffen up at the sight of his twinkified boyfriend. 

Alex took note of this, quickly dropping onto his knees and placing Jake’s throbbing dick into his mouth. Now feeling dominant due to his new body, Jake’s hands quickly begin to wrap around the back of Alex’s head and lead his boyfriend in how to give him the perfect blow job. However, by the time Jake shoots his load into Alex’s mouth, the bearded man finds that he isn’t quite sexually satisfied yet. With a huff, he easily lifts up his boyfriend and pulls him into the bedroom, feeling the hairless body of his twink boyfriend against him. As they both fall into their bed, they begin to wonder about all of the possibilities that await them. While Alex let Jake lead the way and begin to screw his tight bubble butt, he scolded himself for waiting so long to try and fix their dry sex life. With an impressive warlock like Alex and the couple’s creative imagination, both men were sure that this wouldn’t be the last time they had an immersive roleplay session.

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Meeting Your Idol: Cody Christian

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When you checked your mailbox one afternoon, you groaned as you flipped through the sea of envelopes. Of course, it was primarily bills, which only dampened your mood, but one strange envelope addressed from California was leaving you optimistic. As you walked back into your place and dropped the remaining stack of letters on the counter, you quickly ripped open the envelope to find out what was inside of it.

Inside was a letter, which you soon began to read with curiosity…

Congratulations,

You are the grand prize winner of the sweepstakes to win an all-expense paid trip to Los Angeles! While you are here, you’ll be shuttled to the set of the hit television show All-American, where you will be able to explore the sets and meet all of your favorite actors. 

Please prepare a bag and a car will be waiting outside tomorrow morning for your departure!

Sincerely, 

S-C Productions

“Holy shit!” you said, the letter falling from your hand as you jumped up and down in glee. Despite not remembering signing up for any contest, you were absolutely not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. You were about to head to California and meet your all-time celebrity crush: Cody Christian on the set of his show. You had been a fan for years, especially when he first appeared on Teen Wolf as the mischievous Theo. 

Of course, once you first established that crush on the actor, you began to follow his every career move. Even when you weren’t interested in the show that he was in, you still tuned in to watch him and thirst for the hot actor. This was especially the case for you with the show All-American, as you were not the type of demographic to be drawn into a show about sports. But given that Cody was portraying the hunky Asher on the show, you somehow found yourself glued to the TV every week. Now, it seemed to you like all of those years of stanning was about to pay off. You were now packing a bag and preparing to meet your idol!

With haste, you quickly packed up your suitcase with your best clothes to try and fit into the LA scene. Sure, you also wanted to try and impress Cody, but you were eager to look your best to try and stand out in a land of buff studs and sexy models. Despite your insane excitement for the day ahead of you, you soon found yourself quickly passing out just as you got into bed and your head made contact with the pillow. 

Before even the bright light of the early morning sun could invade your bedroom, a loud knock on the door caused you to jolt awake in shock. As you walked out and opened your front door, you came face to face with a well-dressed man, who began to ask if you were ready to leave for your trip. Due to the reminder of your upcoming trip, you soon broke out of your daze and began to scold yourself for not being ready to go. After asking for 15 minutes, you slammed the door and rushed into the shower, getting in and out in less than 3 minutes. You quickly ate a bowl of cereal as you got dressed, putting on a tank top and a pair of shorts in an attempt to dress comfortably due to the long flight ahead of you. Taking one last look in the mirror, you frowned slightly as you saw just how small you looked. Your body was incredibly frail to the point where even your tank top looked like it was several sizes too big while your shorts were only able to stay on due to the tied waistband. Quickly brushing your shaggy hair with your hand, you flashed your best attempt of a smile as you grabbed your bags and departed towards the airport.

The flight to LA was better than you expected, especially after seeing how it was portrayed in all of your favorite shows. As you exited the plane, you grabbed your luggage and began to walk towards the entrance of the airport. Luckily, there was a dorky looking man with dark rimmed glasses waiting for you with a sign that bore your name. When you approached the man, who introduced himself as Peter, he said that he was a worker on the show who was here to take you to the set for the tour and meet & greet. 

The man then grabbed your bags and loaded them into his car, which turned out to be a surprisingly impressive black Escalade. Hopping into the passenger seat, your face lit up in excitement as he drove you past all of the sights in LA. Driving past the Hollywood sign, you smiled as you realized you were this much closer to meeting your idol. It was an incredible sight to behold as Peter drove you down the busy roads, the hustle and bustle of the busy city only increasing your excitement. 

As Peter pulled into the side lot of the studio, you were practically jumping in your seat to try and catch a glimpse of Cody so you could tell him how much you loved his work. Of course, when you were unable to find your hunky celeb crush, you grew slightly disappointed from what you had planned in your head. To break you out of this daze, Peter quickly parked the car, where he then began to give you the rundown for what you would experience for the day. First, he would give you a tour of the studio and all of the sets for the show that weren’t currently being used for filming. After getting lunch, you would then go around and meet some of the actors on the show before they would allow you to sit behind the camera and watch their performances.

The tour itself was impressive, as evident by your wide smile as you saw sets of the show and began to recall scenes where Cody was in those same rooms. The lunch itself was nothing to write home about though, but it was at least a decent sub sandwich to last you for the rest of the day. 

Finally, as the clock went off to signal the end of lunch, you grinned in joy as the time had come for you to meet some of the stars of the show. As Peter led you onto the set where the actors were currently filming a football scene, you gasped and threw your hand over your mouth as you caught sight of Cody. He was looking absolutely gorgeous in a grey crop top that displayed his thick biceps and impressive abs, which caused you to have to quickly adjust yourself to conceal your rapidly growing boner.

When the director calls cut on the scene, Peter leads you out into the set, introducing you to the cast and stating the reason for your visit. You smile and shake hands with several of the other co-stars, but as you turn towards Cody and try to speak with him, you’re immediately interrupted.

“Hey dude, it’s great that you won this random contest and all, but I’m in the zone with my acting right now. I’d love to sit and chat, but I can’t handle this right now.” Cody said, which caused you to try and speak to him and apologize for the interruption. However, before you can speak, he interrupts you and begins to talk once more. “I don’t care what you have to say man. Can you just get off the set so we can finish our scenes for today and I can go home?” Cody continued, his voice turning into a growl that showed off the level of intimidation that you had seen him display so many times on the TV.

Not wanting to piss him off further, you obey his request and begin to quickly walk off the set. As you walk back, Peter puts his hand on your shoulder, apologizing for Cody’s behavior and saying that he’s been a real diva on set lately. Despite Peter’s attempts to make excuses, you were rightfully furious. You knew that acting was a hard job and demanded commitment to the role, but his behavior was absolutely ridiculous. Sitting in the back in one of those director chairs, your mind was filling up with rage about his behavior. You weren’t even expecting much, so the least he could have done was say hi and listen to what you had to say. Needing a release, you mentally made a plan to try and visit Cody’s trailer after and give the hunk a piece of your mind!

While Peter attempted to cheer you up and show you new stuff about the set, your excitement had completely faded and you were just eager for the man to leave you alone so you could enact your plan. After the crew shut down filming for the day, you watched as all of the actors rushed off to their trailers to clean up and go home to rest. Five minutes after watching Cody leave, you asked Peter to point you towards the nearest restroom, which allowed you to quickly make your escape and head towards Cody’s trailer.

At first, you were incredibly worried that you wouldn’t be able to find Cody’s trailer, but Cody’s ego was able to help you out with that worry. As you walked down the backlot, you soon found a trailer with a headshot of your former crush taped up to the door. After taking a deep breath to collect yourself and prepare your speech, you quickly nodded your head in encouragement, ripped open the trailer door, and entered the premises.

Of course, as you entered up the steps and made contact with the hunky actor and his ripped body, the man’s expression wasn’t a happy one. “Hey, what the fuck are you doing in my trailer!” he said, seemingly annoyed that you had walked in on him shirtless. “Are you some sort of crazy fan trying to check me out?” he continued, that impressive sneer returning to try and intimidate you. 

However, your rage refused to allow you to be shaken by his intimidation tactics this time. “No asshole, you were a dick earlier and I just wanted to let you know!” you retorted back, which caused him to turn towards you, his shirtless body displayed and showcasing his nice physique. “Well, I was working and didn’t need another interruption!” Cody responded, his eyes focusing in and glaring at you. 

Despite his best efforts, you refused to bow down to his behaviors. “I wasn’t asking for much man. I just wanted to say how much I admired you and loved your work… I couldn’t even speak before you pushed me away!” you said, your voice now adopting a similar growl. “Well, I guess I’ll have to push you a second time. Maybe you’ll take the hint this time…” Cody said as he began to pace towards you and try to throw you out of the trailer. You knew that he was fully able to beat your ass and throw you out, but you still attempted to stand firm. As he reached you and pushed his arms out to grab onto you, you closed your eyes and tensed up to prepare for his retaliation. However, a weird sensation coursed through your body and a loud bang rang throughout the trailer from behind you.

Opening your eyes in confusion, you looked to find Cody no longer in front of you. You turned around and gasped as you looked at the sight before you. Cody was now facedown on the ground, his body slightly slumped down the stairs of the trailer. “Holy shit!” you cried out, in awe as to how he had gotten around you and fallen so severely. As you reached out and grabbed onto Cody’s wrist to check for a pulse, you gasped as a severe tugging sensation suddenly coursed through your body. You cried out in shock as your body grew numb and you lost all of your senses. 

As you came to, you groaned as you felt the sensation of cold metal pressed against your cheek. Sitting up, you groaned as you lifted your head up and saw yourself slumped down the stairs of the trailer. “What the hell happened...” you said, your hand moving up to your head to try and remedy the throbbing pain that was suddenly radiating from it. However, as you watched your hand run through your hair, you gasped as you came face to face with the appearance of a modest bicep. “Holy shit!” you said, causing you to finally notice the different voice that was coming out of your mouth. You slowly sat up, your body aching as you had seemingly fallen as well. However, as you looked down upon standing up, you gasped as you realized two things. Firstly, Cody’s body was no longer on the floor and second, you were shirtless! On top of that, your shirtless body was now displaying a physique that was a far cry from the thin frame you usually had. 

After searching through the trailer and opening every door, you soon found a bathroom where you turned on the light and screamed. Instead of your own face, you saw the gorgeous face of Cody being reflected back at you.  “Holy fuck!” you cried out, watching as Cody’s mouth said the same words and a look of shock spread across his face. In shock, you moved your arms up and down, watching as the reflection of Cody did the same in tandem.

Looking down at your body, it was clear that somehow you had found yourself in the body of the hot-tempered actor! Despite your remaining anger towards the actor, this was a dream come true! You had always admired the man and now you found yourself inside of him and in control of his body! While staring in the mirror, you quickly opened the cabinet and searched for some sort of bandages. From Cody’s fall, he had scrapped up his arms and his wrists were aching from how he had fallen. Not wanting to deal with the constant pain, you quickly wrapped up your arms and wrists.

Now wanting to figure out what to do next, you slowly walked out of the bathroom and sat on the couch in the trailer. Trying to make sense of everything, you moved your hand towards your mouth in shock as you began to ask yourself various questions: 

What should I do? What happened to my body? How did this happen? 

Why am I in his body? How long will I be in his body? 

Of course, you couldn’t come up with any answers, but you were sure that this had to be a dream. Despite trying to pinch yourself awake, it soon became clear that this was real life and you hadn’t somehow fallen instead of Cody.

Sitting there still, you soon began to realize that maybe this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. It was clear from Peter’s statement that Cody had been an asshole on set lately. Was this some sort of karma for his behavior? If so, you realized that you had plenty of opportunities as this hot shot actor. 

Firstly, you would need to remedy his image on set, but that seemed like an easy task for you to handle. Given that you weren’t an actor like Cody, there was a deep level of appreciation you had for the opportunities that Cody had so ignorantly taken advantage of. All you needed was to showcase that mentality and be kind and his image would be repaired immediately. 

Secondly, you had always dreamt about being intimate with Cody. Sure, now you were inside his body, but in a way you will now always be intimate with him every time you jerk off or go out and hook up with some celebrity or big fan. Sure, it was weird to be inside the body of your crush, but you supposed that you shouldn’t take this opportunity for granted. In LA, your previous body wouldn’t have made much of an impact in terms of finding any partners. However, now as the sexy Cody, you were sure that any man or woman would practically throw themselves at you for a chance of you fucking them.

Lastly, this was an amazing opportunity to teach Cody a lesson in humility and common decency. You had hoped that he was still down deep within his body, watching you act as him and perfectly adapting to the life of Cody Christian. Maybe that would teach him to not be an asshole, although you knew that you weren’t going to willingly give this body up. It was possible that you would exhale your last breath as Cody and that was something incredibly erotic to you. “Serves that asshole right…” you said, chuckling as you began to imagine all of your important life events now being completed with Cody’s body rather than your own.

Now eager to get out of this trailer and explore what this new life has in store for you, you quickly entered Cody's closet and put on his best suit. As you grabbed a set of car keys and exited the trailer, you chuckled to yourself as an impressive sports car revved up upon hitting the start button. “Fuck yeah, now this is the life…” you said as you quickly hopped into the car and began to rev up the engine. With a car and body like this, you knew you were going to be one lucky man. Not wanting to conceal the new and improved version of Cody Christian, you put the car into drive, exiting the lot and entering your new life.

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Stay Out Of The Men’s Restroom!

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

Outside the doors of his gym, Jerome eagerly posed for the camera as he flexed his bodybuilder body for everyone to see. His incredible physique was a sight to behold, which was exactly why every bystander found their eyes immediately gravitating towards his impressive physique. While the man peeled off his shirt and flexed his bulky biceps, the sun proudly shimmered against his built body and emphasized how breathtaking he looked. Watching the faces of every bystander and driver passing him on the street, the man couldn’t help but chuckle at just how great his life was. As a famous bodybuilder and Instagram influencer, Jerome had little to complain about. He was living the dream life that afforded him an impressive bachelor pad that he brought guys to every night. However, unknown to Jerome, this wasn’t how life always was for the man. Just a few days prior, he had lived an entirely different life from a completely different perspective...

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Grabbing onto the door to her gym, Jessica mentally prepared herself for the onslaught towards her senses. However, any attempt at preparing was immediately destroyed as the intense odor of ripe sweat flooded her nostrils. Groaning and allowing a few curse words to slip forth from her mouth, she angrily yanked on the door and entered the building. While Jessica looked around, she silently mourned as she caught sight of the various bodybuilders that dotted the wide gym floor. When the gym first opened up, it was a gym that caters towards females, with bright and inviting aesthetics that differed from the cold vibes of dim lighting and dented iron of normal gyms. Thinking back towards the opening of the gym, Jessica remembered the various ladies that she had met and soon became fast friends with. This was lucky for the doe-eyed Jessica, having just graduated from her small-town college and starting her life in a big brand new city. As a result, the instant connection and comradery she found with these ladies was quite the relief. 

However, as the months went on, Jessica grew annoyed as the pristine and clean gym was quickly overtaken by the several beefy men who cared less about hygiene and more about showing off their huge muscles. Despite the modest following that the gym had, it wasn’t enough to apparently keep the doors open. So, the gym soon changed hands in ownership and as a result, the gym itself underwent its own revamp. She had seen the new owner on a few occasions, a hulking man that was buff to absolutely extreme proportions. Based on the looks that he gave towards the woman, it was clear that the new owner had no intention of appealing to the female demographic. As a result, several of Jessica’s friends had begun to grow distant as more and more of these douchebag bodybuilders began to invade the gym. Jessica began to lose contact with so many of her essential friends, many who just up and ignored her messages entirely. To Jessica’s own shock, many of her friends often changed their phone numbers too, leaving her to deal with several guys who were annoyed by Jessica’s constant messages. It was no surprise that the woman soon grew disgruntled and began to count down the days until her year-long contract was over and she was free to go elsewhere.

Every time she walked through the doors into the ever-changing gym, Jessica reminded herself about how many days left she had before she was free and no longer having to subject herself to the constant odors of ripe armpits and sweaty male bodies. Luckily, as the woman entered the locker room, her nostrils found temporary relief from the disgusting odors wafting through the gym. After changing into her workout clothes, she took a deep breath and walked out of the locker room and into the gym.

Walking around, she gingerly avoided the hulking brutes who had taken up permanent residence around the bench presses. This was due to the fact that she wanted to avoid confrontation and more assaults on her nasal passages. Eventually, she made her way over to a set of machines and began her workout. However, to try and counteract the scent, Jessica attempted to spray some air freshener around her that she kept concealed in her drawstring bag. Despite being a far distance away from the brutes, Jessica’s attempt at ridding the air of the sweaty odor caused the men to groan and protest. Jessica remained unfazed though as she continued her workout and bounced between several machines.

After a good 30 minutes or so though, Jessica stopped herself as a huge pressure began to centralize in her crotch. Clearly needing to relieve herself, the woman hopped off of her machine and began to pace towards the bathroom. However, she soon grew frustrated as she caught sight of the woman’s bathroom. With a huge cleaning cart barricaded the door, Jessica groaned as she looked up and saw the shotty handmade sign taped up the door. Despite reading the words “CLOSED FOR CLEANING”, Jessica refused to accept this as truth and moved towards the door to try and work her way into it.  However, her desperate attempts to get into the bathroom were useless as she realized that the door was locked from the inside.

It was at this point where Jessica began to hear a sea of deep chuckles behind her. Looking behind her shoulder, she saw three hulking men laughing at her standing there struggling to reach into the bathroom. To be fair, Jessica acknowledged the fact that she most likely looked hilarious. Standing cross-legged and desperate banging on a locked door, the woman amused the men with her erratic behavior. Despite understanding how crazy she must look, the men’s behavior still frustrated the hell out of the woman. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to make it into the locker room across the huge gym, Jessica shook her head in disbelief and stomped her way towards the men’s bathroom. Pushing the door open as it violently slammed against the wall, Jessica pulled the door back and twisted the lock behind her.

Not able to waste another second, Jessica rushed into one of the two bathroom stalls and also locked the door behind her with a heavy thud. As she pulled down her pants and sat onto the toilet, she let out a sigh of relief as she was finally able to relieve herself. However, as she was doing this, an interesting sensation began to course through the woman’s body. A fiery heat began to radiate around her as the scent of sweat ensnared her as well. In her various attempts to wave the disgusting scent away, she found herself somehow strengthening the power of the odor to the point where it made her eyes water. 

Before she could continue to deal with the scent, she began to feel a brand new sensation radiating from her crotch. With an intense tug, Jessica groaned in pain and closed her eyes to try and prepare for what was to come. However, just as soon as it began, the fiery heat was soon replaced with a cooling feeling. Looking down in curiosity, the woman screamed in shock as she gained direct contact with a new addition: a long dick protruding from her crotch. To her disbelief, the cooling sensation was revealed to be the cause of her new genitalia pressed against the cold porcelain of the toilet bowl. Still in shock, Jessica jumped up to her feet, which caused her new dick and balls to bounce in response to the sudden movement. With her manicured nails, Jessica delicately touched her new equipment, both in shock at how this is happening and how her new dick was so long. Based on how tiny her hands looked wrapped around it, she knew for a fact that she had somehow gained a dick that rivaled all of her previous exes.

As she attempted to pull up her shorts and conceal her new addition, she found a newfound resistance occur around her thighs. Trying to find the source of the issue, Jessica’s face remained stuck in an expression of shock as she watched bulging thighs soon emerge on her body. Previously, Jessica had a thin physique, with thin thighs that allowed her to have a thigh gap that her friends often said they wished they had. Now, her thighs were rapidly expanding outwards as they gained muscles that Jessica never knew she could have. Due to this, the petite pink shorts now were firmly stretched to their limits right above her knees and unable to proceed further.

Her calves were the next to change, now increasing to match the muscle growth that Jessica just gained in her thighs. In response, Jessica moved her legs and stared in disbelief at the impressive musculature that she had suddenly gained. However, as she moved, she grew annoyed as her thickening dick continued to bounce and loosely shake as she moved her body around. To try and remedy this new issue, her tiny hands grew strained as they attempted to clasp onto her package. With her package now secure, Jessica looked down and watched as the next set of changes continued up her body.

Abdominal muscles were the next additions that began to manifest onto her body, causing Jessica groaned in discomfort as she also felt her body tugged from the sides. While she was too busy watching each abdominal pop into place, Jessica’s torso was growing wider to provide a more masculine shape to her body. With her abs now prominently displayed on her body, she chuckled to herself as she caught sight of the infamous “v” around her waist. Despite the male gym-goers and their grimy behavior, Jessica always had a soft spot for buff and muscular guys. With her lithe physique and previous experience as a cheerleader, it wasn’t shocking that Jessica was able to always have a partner that matched her desired appearance. However, staring down at herself, Jessica chuckled as she caught sight of a body that would most definitely be bigger and buffer than any of her exes.

Any potential aspect of reveling in the changes begin to fade away as her chest is the next to undergo their own changes. Looking down and watching her modest breasts begin to fade away, Jessica’s face goes back to a look of shock as one of the last vestiges of her femininity vanishes from existence. It only takes a few seconds before the woman becomes completely flat-chested, which causes Jessica to explore in both bewilderment and concern. By this point, her sports bra is now loosely hanging off her body along with a t-shirt that now is more of a crop top given her increased height and size. Wanting to take a closer look, Jessica quickly peels off the pesky bra and shirt and stares down at her bare masculine torso. With her petite fingers running along her intense abdominal muscles, the sight before Jessica’s eyes only further showcases the war her body is currently facing between her innate femininity and growing masculinity. 

With a now-barren chest, Jessica let out a muffled yelp as she felt her chest now beginning to grow once more. However, as she watches her chest expand, it’s clear to the woman that she’s not gaining a new set of perky breasts. Instead, muscle continues to pump into her chest as an incredibly pectoral shelf begins to proudly jut forth from her wider body. Curiously, her hands immediately move towards her chest and cup her ever-growing pectorals. The power and strength contained within her chest leaves Jessica gasping in shock as she struggles to adapt to the equally apparent but less bouncy chest she’s now gained.

As her chest finishes its transformation, her arms are the next section of her body to get its complete makeover. Immediately, the petite and frail arms that she used to own begin to expand with force as she’s injected with insane strength. With each clenching of her fists, she can only stare in disbelief as biceps that rival the size of footballs push forth from her body. While these biceps continue to grow and thick veins begin to criss-cross across her arms, her forearms also begin to thicken as her hands crack and contort for their own transformation. She watches in shock as her hands thicken and grow wide enough to the point where Jessica easily palm a basketball. While flipping her hands and staring at the changes, the woman could only stare as her well-manicured nails lost their shimmery polish and shortened into a more appropriate length.

Groaning in pain, Jessica cranes her head as her neck and shoulders expand to gain prominent trap muscles and gain a wider neck. With these changes progressing, a weird tingle radiates from the inside of Jessica’s throat, which brings about the emergence of a prominent Adam’s apple. Jessica’s now-wide hands move towards the tingle, groaning in discomfort as she notes the deeper richer tone coming from her throat.

While attempting to understand what’s going on, Jessica groaned in shock, which caused her now booming voice to echo throughout the vacant restroom. The cause of this groaning was due to the fact that her face was now beginning to undergo its own transformation. At first, the changes started near her mouth, which was apparent as her jawline and chin became more angular and masculine in terms of shape. A yelp was uttered as a stinging sensation radiated throughout the woman’s lips. With each passing second, she could feel both lips slowly inflate to an incredibly kissable shape that far defied her thin and almost non-existent lips. Her small and dainty nose cracked and snapped as well, which ultimately caused it to gain a more prominent appearance on her increasingly masculine face. The changes begin to finish on her face as her eyebrows grow thicker and lose the shaped and trimmed appearance of a woman’s. 

To any outsider, from the scalp down, it was clear that Jessica was the perfect representation of a man. With hulking muscles and a deep voice, she was quickly becoming her perfect type of man. However, one last remaining display of Jessica’s femininity remained: the mane of long hair running down her back. Of course, this began to be remedied as her hair was quickly pulled up towards her head and began to shrink as if it was being pulled into her scalp. After a few minutes of this strange inner sensation of tugging, only an inch or two of hair remained on her head. Intrigued, her hands move towards her scalp, which was perfectly timed for the woman as she was able to feel the consistency of her hair begin to evolve. While running her thick hands through her head of hair, she notes the increasingly tight curls that are manifesting all around her head and the more wiry consistency that it’s now gaining.

With these changes now done, it’s clear that Jessica’s body is a far cry from the petite feminine body she had not even 30 minutes prior. Instead, she’s been given the body of a bulky and muscular jock. It’s abundantly clear that this body requires great self-control and a strict regimen, which only adds to Jessica’s discomfort. Not only did she want to be a man, she was afraid of the rules she’d have to stick to so she could maintain a body like this. The sight of her own body was a turn on though, clearly made apparent by the rock hard dick sticking straight out into the air. Looking down, she chuckled as she twisted her hips back and forth and watched her dick sway in response to each passing action.

However, as she played with her new dick, her brows furrowed as she leaned down and looked at the straight sight befallen onto her legs. The pale porcelain-like skin was different on her legs, gaining a darker complexion. Watching in disbelief, her skin continued to change color as it darkened into a brown skin tone that instantly indicated that she was no longer going to be a Caucasian man. Mouth agape, she could only watch as the darkening skin progressed up her body until it reached her chest. Looking at her hands, she watched as it filled in with color and fully transformed her into a body that was completely different from her own. Finishing up, the changes pooled into her face and left her now an African American man. With these changes now officially completed, Jessica was desperate to get a look at her new body. Struggling to navigate around the bathroom stall that now poorly contained her bulk, she eventually managed to open up the stall and stumble towards the mirrored wall with sinks. During the journey out towards the sinks, the skintight shorts wrapped around her knees dropped onto the ground and she stumbled out of them.

Staring into the mirror, Jessica gasped in shock as she finally came face-to-face about her new physique. Not only had her body completely changed, but her clothing had changed as well, which was apparent by the new boxer briefs that had replaced her underwear. Staring in the mirror, Jessica chuckled in disbelief at just how fucking swole she was now. To amuse herself, she began to flex her impressive biceps and pop her pectorals while staring in the mirror. With each cocky display of her newfound strength, a wide smile that rivaled the cockiness of her behavior manifested onto her face. In fact, she loved what she saw so much that she quickly pulled out her phone and began to take selfies of herself. 

With each passing pose and flex, memories of her past life drained away like sand slipping through someone’s fingers. Jessica chuckled as memories of being a cheerleader passed through his mind. Of course, that was crazy, Jerome was an incredible jock, having played countless sports and becoming the star athlete in both high school and college. With these new memories came vivid images of the steamy hookup sessions that Jerome had with his teammates when it came time to celebrate their win. Despite every attempt from the ladies to get with him, he remembered having to shoot down a sea of thirsty women. Of course, he could tell they were beautiful, but they were of no use to him due to the fact that they could never get his thick cock even slightly hard. He loved masculine physiques, and that did not exclude himself. While he continued to stare into the mirror, he continued to flex and turn himself on as he continuously pre-came into his boxer briefs.

To Jerome though, he didn’t care about his leaking cock. Masculinity was something to revel in and actively promote in the world, not something to feel ashamed for. As a result, he felt no need to guilt trip himself for his horny behavior. In fact, he encouraged himself to continue doing it. It was no surprise then that those boxers quickly dropped and Jerome began to jerk himself off to the sight of his ripped physique. Cocky glances turned into direct stares as he smiled at his own body while flexing his buff body and winking at himself. The guttural moans of pleasure were not stifled by the man, which caused them to ferociously echo across the restroom and spill out to the gym floor.

In a matter of seconds, those guttural moans turned into breathy tones as he quickly shot his load all across the bathroom mirrors. While he came, he couldn’t help but chuckle at just how great his life was. In this gym, he was a god that everyone loved to worship. Despite several complaints from some grossed out men, the owner of the gym didn’t mind Jerome’s sexual displays, as long as he cleaned up after himself. As a result of this deal and respecting the owner’s own buff physique, Jerome caught his breath as he quickly grabbed some toilet paper and wiped off the cum-soaked mirrors.

Once he finished, he grabbed the wad of toilet paper and flushed it down with that cocky smile now permanently affixed to his face. As he walked towards the door, Jerome grabbed his pair of workout shorts off the floor and pulled them on with quickness. Despite his self-indulgence in blatant narcissism, Jerome was eager to get out and have a great workout. His body required a strict regime and he didn’t want to disappoint himself or his body by not fulfilling its aspirations. Unlocking the bathroom door, Jerome neglected to put on the tight Gymshark workout shirt strewn across the tiled bathroom floor. With a physique like this, he felt it was a disservice to himself and humanity to conceal it. He wanted to showcase his strength and also allow the measly weaklings in the gym to thirst over him. Of course, it would allow the few remaining girls to catch him out, but he didn’t care about their gaze. 

Plus, as he scratched his side, his nose immediately caught a whiff of the ripeness his body already reeks of. His pits were coated in sweat and would definitely stink up the entire bathroom if he remained in there much longer. However, Jerome wasn’t too worried about this possibility. He reveled in his sweaty odor as if it was a badge of honor. This was a body that didn’t take shortcuts, hence the odor that seemingly was permanently affixed to him. His incredible body was now a prime example of pure determination and absolute masculinity. 

While he exited the bathroom and walked out towards one of the machines, he caught the sight of two girls talking near a stair climber. To Jerome’s amusement, he watched as their faces contort from a look of pure thirst to a look of disgust as their noses caught the scent of his sweaty body. Eager to turn away from his ripe body, the two girls quickly got onto the stair climber and began their workout while facing away from the hunk. 

With a wide grin on his face, he thought about his odor once more. Not ashamed of his scent, Jerome began to consider the possibility of allowing some frail guys the ability to admire his sweaty body after his workout. He certainly wasn’t into fucking twinks like them, but it was always fun to watch them worship every inch of his body in hopes that he’d fuck them in the sauna. Shaking his head, he began to chuckle as he stepped towards his other workout buddies encircled around the bench presses. Upon his arrival, the cocky attitude of Jerome’s went on full display as he began to flex to jokingly taunt his bros about his insane body. Unknown to Jerome, these buff gym bros that he was currently fist-bumping and joking with were the very same individuals that used to be the old Jessica’s girlfriends. Of course, all of that changed once they took a dreaded detour into the men’s restroom...

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1.4k Followers + Twitter

Hello there everyone, I’ve just recently passed 1,400 followers and I tried to come up with something to commemorate this incredible milestone. As a result, I have created a Twitter account for anyone interested in following! On it, I’ll promote upcoming works and also be able to freely interact with any followers that want to discuss the stories or anything TF-related. 

As someone super OCD, I’d like to keep the blog itself fairly concise and solely for posting my stories. So if you’re wanting to send me asks, discuss TF-related things, or just generally chat about anything, this Twitter account would be the best way to do it!

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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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