Back To School

Back To School

For months now, Finn Ludwig has been dreading this day: the first day of school. The summer had been a much-needed break to allow him time to recharge and prepare for the monotony of classroom discussions, in fact it was such a great time off that Finn absolutely loathed the fact that he had to go back. The biggest blow came in the fact that he wasn’t one of the students, instead he was the one stuck teaching them every day.

As a result, the 27-year-old German man absolutely loathed having to see their younger bodies. It was awful to see them constantly look down upon an “authority” figure since it just reminded Finn of the fact that it had been a long time since he was once a teenager. Sure, he wasn't in his 30s just yet and had kept his body in great shape due to a regular gym routine, but it was still awful to have to be constantly reminded of the fact that he would always be older than the new youth of the world. While Finn tried to not live his life with regrets, he couldn’t help but wish that he had gotten a second chance to do young adulthood over again. In fact, this was his final thought before he finally passed out the night before classes started. Just as he lost consciousness, he pondered the possibilities, hoping that if given the opportunity to start over, he could have studied a different career and found something that he wouldn’t hate doing every day. 

To make matters worse, Finn always found himself having to deal with their cocky attitudes. Those asshole kids were resilient with their constant taunting and lack of respect for him and his classroom, so much so that in previous years, Finn was already throwing in the towel by the second or third week. While of course there were multiple students that he always enjoyed teaching, those annoying kids always seemed to be the loudest voices to the point where his opinions towards all of them had soured. 

Groaning as he woke up to the early morning alarms on his older model iPhone (the biggest clue to his low salary as a teacher), Finn felt surprised by just how refreshed he felt. After having been up all night finalizing his lesson plans and making sure that he had everything ready to go for the next morning, the man was expecting to feel like absolute shit. But instead, Finn’s body felt responsive to the point where it actually seemed like it was excited for the day ahead. If only his mental state was as eager as his body! 

As Finn sat up from his bed and continued to rub his eyes, the teacher absentmindedly began to walk into the bathroom to prepare for the day. Despite knowing that those kids would pick him apart no matter how great he dressed, Finn was still eager to give a good impression and try to start out the year on a good note. Upon flicking on the light of the bathroom, the man quickly leaned down to turn on the shower so the water could start to heat up. As he returned to a standing position and looked into the mirror though, Finn’s jaw dropped in shock as he saw what was staring back at him. Somehow, he was much younger! 

Looking into the mirror, Finn couldn’t help but stare at the youthful buff body staring back at him. With a grin on his face, the teacher wasted no time flexing against the simple white t-shirt that was now incredibly loose on his body. While he usually had a preference for bigger buff men, Finn couldn’t deny that the tight and toned physique he now possessed was incredibly attractive. 

“How is this possible?” he cried out, unsure how his life had suddenly transformed overnight to turn him into a younger jock. It was even stranger for him to hear a younger American voice coming out of his mouth, but Finn couldn’t deny that it was hot. However, as he thought about his predicament, he grew excited about the possibilities. Finn had wished countless times to have a second chance at young adulthood, so had the universe somehow heard him and granted his wish? 

Just as he started to remove his clothes to go shower, Finn grew incredibly eager to get fully undressed so he could check out his new body in its full glory. But right after dropping his sweatpants, the man’s eyes suddenly took note of a flash of light zooming across the bathroom mirror. But just as he started to verbalize his confusion about the weird orb of light, a bright and sudden flash engulfed him along with the entire bathroom as it further altered him. 

As Finn rapidly blinked his eyes while they still stung from the blinding light, they soon began to refocus back on the reflection back to him. While doing this, the sudden sight of his new reflection caused a brand new identity to emerge in Finn’s mind. Instead of growing up in Germany in a lower-class household, Finn was now an American who was the son of a wealthy family. Any potential fear of the severe disconnect between this new life and the man’s old life were quickly squashed as a new name emerged in his mind - Danny Thompson.

Although it seemed possible that there was a morsel of Finn still stuck in the back of the new man’s mind, it quickly became clear that Danny was in total control upon allowing a cocky-looking grin to emerge onto his face. “Fuck yeah bro, I look hot as fuck!” he said, a dumb chuckle escaping from his lips. Having just turned 18, he was incredibly eager for the possibilities ahead of him. Not only did he have a kickass body, but the student had already gotten a scholarship for college to be their newest kicker for the football team! Life was looking good for the hunk, but his extreme cockiness made it so he couldn’t fathom looking any better. Staring into the mirror, Danny smiled as he stared at his model-worthy features. With his bright white teeth standing out against his darker stubble, Danny’s face was instantly inviting for anyone to stare at in admiration. 

But Danny soon remembered that his face wasn’t the only attractive part of his body as he stared his naked reflection up and down. With an impressive build that was muscular but not too muscular to affect his performance as a kicker, Danny was a bonafide stud. The hunk’s fledging pectorals were coming along nicely and his lower torso was peppered with the formation of a six-pack of abdominals. On top of that, the teen’s summer vacations to the beaches of Miami had tanned his skin to a sexy golden-brown. But in terms of his muscles, nothing quite compared to Danny’s legs and arms. He was incredibly proud to see that his biceps were coming along quite nicely as well, especially since it was a true testament to his dedication to a solid gym routine after football practice. 

However, as another alarm on Danny’s newest model iPhone went off, the stud’s self-indulgent admiration was cut short as he realized that he had to get ready for class. It was the first day of his final year of high school, but given the fact that his future was already secured, Danny couldn’t give less of a shit. By this point, school could be viewed to be a complete waste of time if not for the fact that football season was starting the same week. As such, the kicker was eager to get out on the field and help the team’s efforts with his impressive skills. In the entire state, Danny was ranked as one of the top kickers and had every local college clamoring for years to get his admission to their schools. While most would expect quarterbacks and more prominent positions to be the ones most colleges desired to find during high school, everyone knew that his skills had led the team to win multiple close games in the past. 

After stepping into the shower, the brand new jock spent a good 10 minutes giving himself an early morning jump start with a quick jerk-off before quickly washing himself off and exiting the bathroom. Throwing on a simple t-shirt and pair of athletic shorts, Danny soon found himself with a bunch of free-time before he had to drive over to school. After chowing down on a protein bar, he grabbed his phone and set it up against a toaster in his kitchen. Upon pulling up the camera app, Danny eagerly stepped back and admired himself once more. The shirt was a fine fit, but he was especially happy to see the sleeves clinging on tight around his bulging biceps. 

Moving forward to lean on the edge of the counter, Danny let a cocky grin manifest on his face as he thought about how incredible his life was. Not only was he heading to a top college in the state to pursue his dreams of playing football, but he was also one sexy hunk as well! Senior year was going to be a chore to sit through, but the thought of having a little more time to hook up with some cheerleaders and his teammates was incredibly appealing. However, the thought of after-school hookups didn’t get rid of the incredible sense of dread that he was feeling about the classroom. Danny wasn't exactly the smartest tool in the shed, so having to deal with 7+ hours of lectures wasn’t his most ideal kind of day. 

But as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door, Danny tried to think about some positives. While there was the opportunity to check out the asses of the women and men sitting in front of him, nothing brought the man more joy than showing off his mean streak with his teachers. It was incredibly easy for Danny to nitpick everything they did and judge them for their life choices. Hell, it was actually a rush to his system when they wanted to pick a fight with him, especially since that allowed the jock to start hurling insults and taunts their way. 

Due to these attempts at going toe-to-toe with his teachers, Danny often found himself getting sent into the principal’s office quite often. However, much to his teachers’ annoyance, nothing ever happened to him in terms of a punishment. Given the fact that he had a full life planned out for him and the potential to further promote the school that raised him, Danny’s principal was more than willing to give the jock the benefit of the doubt and just chalk up the teachers’ outrage to them just being bitter about their dead-end and low-paying job. Although Danny wasn't necessarily able to understand most concepts, the biggest thing that he absolutely couldn’t understand was why someone would want to become a teacher. Throughout the entire drive towards his high school, Danny only had one thought running through his head: Why would someone willingly spend their days teaching children who don’t respect them in the slightest?

* * * * *

As Monday rolled around and alarms rang out at 5:30 in the morning, Danny couldn’t resist groaning before slamming the top of his alarm clock to silence the alarm. Since he was now blissfully unaware of his previous life as a German school teacher, the past month of being in this new life had been an absolute breeze for him to endure. Although he hated having to get up so early during the weekdays, Danny at least had one silver lining: those before school workouts that he did in his family’s home gym.

Entering the gym that his dad had spared no expense building for him, Danny wasted no time dropping his pajamas to the ground and moving towards the impressive hot tub that was just recently installed at his behest. With a family bank account that was far into the millions, Danny’s new altered mind figured that there was no reason even asking for permission before purchasing the hot tub and getting it installed. In fact, that privilege had actually corrupted his once frugal mind - from now on, he felt no desire to ever hold back on not getting what he wanted. If this would help Danny in his workouts by helping him build muscle and push him to do better at practice, he figured his parents wouldn’t be upset given how beneficial it would be for his career.

So, as soon as he reached the threshold of the hot tub, Danny allowed himself to casually get in while staring down at his body. Clearly, his new equipment was quite impressive, which was especially proven to the man as he watched his flaccid cock bob out on the top of the water as he laid out and soaked. This soak lasted for a good 10-15 minutes to help increase his blood flow so he could have a decent stretch. While all of these steps weren't entirely necessary for a normal workout, Danny’s plans for the day included some intense weightlifting, so it was better to be safe than sorry! While leaning back and stifling a yawn, the man began stretching out his limbs so he could quickly jump into the workouts upon drying off.

When his phone timer went off, Danny wasted no time hopping out of the tub and drying himself with a towel that had already been set out for him by the family’s maid. Once he was dry enough to hop into his tight workout clothing, the kicker quickly changed and rushed into the gym to do some intense workouts. For the next 45 minutes, Danny worked his ass off and watched in delight as his muscles popped and looked incredibly impressive whenever he looked into the mirrored wall in front of him. Despite not being the buffest guy on the team, he clearly had impressive muscles that were legit unlike other guys on the team who messed around with supplements and other fucked up methods. Danny wanted his body to be pure and natural, so there’s no way that he’d even consider putting something foreign (herbal or not) into his body. 

By the time he had finished as many exercises as possible within the allotted 45 minutes, Danny’s body was absolutely soaked once again - but this time with sweat that had his clothes clinging to his taut muscular frame! So, rushing back through the long hallways of his family home, the man quickly hopped into the shower and got ready for the day ahead. As he lathered up body wash and ran his hands along every inch of his buff body, it didn’t take much for Danny’s already-impressive cock to quickly harden. There was a clear cockiness and narcissist streak in his new life, but with a physique like this, he felt no need to change that (at least on the rare occasion that Danny was thoughtful enough to recognize his own behavior). If anyone else looked like this, they would certainly be a douchey narcissist like him as well! That had to be the reason why all of those wheezing nerds loved to bring up Danny’s vanity as if it was some sort of insult whenever he taunted them in the hallways or after school.

Returning back to his cock, Danny wasted no time sliding his slightly callused hand up and down along his thick shaft while using his spare arm to flex for his own amusement. With such gorgeous views in front of him, it didn’t take much until Danny was quickly shooting his load across the glass shower door while bucking his hips in pure ecstasy. Using the removable shower head to clean up the aftermath of his mess though, Danny couldn’t help but feel a weird twinge of disgust towards his actions. Danny was a 100% straight man that loved nothing more than pussy and grabbing on chicks’ tits, yet he couldn’t help but fear what it meant in regards to his self-indulgent jerk-off sessions. Was it simple narcissism or was there something more going on? There was absolutely nothing Danny hated more than homos, so just the thought of himself being one of them was enough to make the man shudder and grimace as he finished washing up. 

Thinking back about the “gay problem” at his school, Danny thought about how even his football team had been infiltrated by that long-rumored gay agenda that all of his older family members used to complain about. Out of nowhere, Danny’s best bud Andy had come out to him as a gay man when they were heading back from a party last weekend. The bulky linebacker hadn’t seemed gay in the slightest to Danny previously, so the revelation had understandably shaken the man to his core. But after staring at the man in awe for a few moments, Danny quickly flew off the handle and forced him to exit his car and walk the rest of the way home by himself. “There’s no way that I’m going to be friends with some queer,” he angrily called out before speeding off into the night and leaving Andy to walk the few miles back to his house.

Understandably in his eyes, Danny’s friendship was dead between the homo now, but in all honesty he couldn’t care less. In fact, in the days since he even began to pick up on taunting Andy with some other like-minded players by continuously bringing up the whole “no homo” gimmick in idiotic ways and laughing at the now-depressed teenager. But when Andy quit the team and left the coach down a starting player, the gruff older man (who doubled as the school’s gym teacher) called Danny in and gave the cocky man a stern talking to. While he expressed that he had similar views to Danny and the other players, the coach wasted no time telling the jock to cool it or risk sitting on the bench for the entirety of the senior year due to all of the complaints that Andy’s friends and family have filed against the team.

However, as the man tried his best to intimidate the young man, Danny remained unaffected and in fact bored by the bulky man’s desperate attempts at convincing him to change. Looking to set the record straight, Danny leaned towards the man and pressed his buff arms down against the top of his desk. After reminding the coach about the power that his father had through his exorbitant wealth and influence in terms of getting any teachers he taunted off of his back, Danny boldly stated that the coach better rethink that plan if he wants to continue winning games and making it to state for another year (or better yet keep his jobs at the school). As the realization set in and the coach’s stern face broke, Danny smirked as the man grumbled while telling him to get the fuck out of his office.

But as he continued to think about the concept of being gay after turning the water off and drying off his body, Danny quickly brushed off the idea. It’s not gay when I just get turned on by my own body, he told himself before shaking his head and pushing aside such an idiotic notion. There was no way a man with a whole rolodex of sexy girls clamoring to get with him could ever be gay! 

Exiting the bedroom, Danny groaned as the clock informed him that he only had 30 minutes before needing to leave for class. The teen remembered that he had a test in Mrs. Harrison’s pre-calc class, but he shrugged it off because he knew that there was no way that he could have even done well no matter how hard he studied. So instead of cracking open a textbook this previous weekend, Danny instead spent his time sexting with girls or going out with them whenever he wasn’t doing intense workouts in his home gym. There was no point in even attempting to do good at school anymore in Danny’s eyes, especially since he had a full ride scholarship already under his belt at a major university. Those recruiting people didn’t care that he was a low C student when they offered him deals to join their school, so why should he ever care about trying to do any better?

After throwing on some clothes, Danny quickly grabbed his phone and headed into the bathroom. As expected, his phone was flooded with notifications of the entire cheerleading team as they sent both text and Snapchat messages filled with nudes and bold declarations about just how badly they wanted him and his cock all over them. It was understandable given Danny’s studly form, but the intense thirst only fueled his ego further to embrace his new identity as an utterly womanizing hunk.

Picking and choosing who to leave on read, Danny wasted no time pulling open both apps and sending them videos and selfies to keep their attention focused on himself and his gorgeous body. As he took photos of himself flexing, smirking, or winking into the camera and sent them off, each additional photo only pushed Danny towards getting turned on once again. But instead of jerking off and further delaying himself, the man opted to just pull out his phone and begin recording a video. After rubbing his chin and zooming the camera in, Danny flashed a big smile before beginning to speak.

“You want a piece of me ladies? How about you hit up my DMs and tell me how badly you want it?” he said, his bright white smile on full display as he talked in a sly and sleazy tone (which only turned himself on further). Eager to push these women over the brink into full-blown thirsting though, Danny cockily flexed his arms and lifted up his shirt to reveal the man’s impressive abs. After ending the recording, Danny added the video to his private stories on both Snapchat and Instagram before heading out to make a quick breakfast and prepare for the school day ahead. Danny hated nothing more than wasting over 7 hours of his life stuck at a shitty desk, but it was a small price to pay to be the talk of the town. As he continued to get ready, the womanizer couldn’t stop thinking about how eager he was to see what all of his various side chicks said in response to his video. In all honesty, beyond his own reflection, nothing turned Danny on more than their desperate little messages. 

On top of that, Danny also looked forward to causing some hell for some drab and annoying teacher if they dared to fuck with him. Given his annoyance towards the pre-calc test he had to take later today, Danny began to think that Mrs. Harrison would be the perfect target for him to dish out a daily fix of cocky torment.

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possess/tf/hypnotize:

Tom Holland/Andrew Garfield/Tobey Maguire

Since Andrew Garfield is one of my biggest celebrity crushes, I’ll gladly be choosing to possess the hunky Brit. Tom Holland is also a really attractive dude, so he’s going to be the easy choice for me to hypnotize. After inducting him, I’ll reshape his mind to become a submissive himbo bottom that is more than willing to spend an extra time with Andrew under the guise of getting some “acting tips”. 

Although my childhood was often spent watching Tobey’s Spider-Man films, he’s going to have to be relegated to the transform position. In honor of his trailblazing role as Peter Parker, he’ll undergo a transformation into two pairs of Spider-Man suits. Obviously, one suit will just be for me to wear around Andrew’s apartment, but the other will be for Tom to wear in his future portrayals as Peter in the MCU. With this, his legacy will continue to live on in many ways!

You're swapping bodies with the last guy musician you listened to! How blessed/screwed are you?

Well given the fact that I have a concert that’s only a few days away, it seems as though my constant repeat streams of The Weeknd in anticipation have paid off and given me his body as a reward! It’s definitely going to be weird suddenly performing at the show rather than watching from my VIP seat, especially since it's right next to the stage.

Luckily though, I’ll be too busy putting on a show for all of my adoring fans to notice the real Abel throwing a fit and trying to run onto the stage to get his body back. Not to worry though, I’m sure the security guards will handle it and quickly kick the “crazed” fan out of the venue while I continue to live the absolute dream life as one of my biggest celebrity crushes!

College Is Transformative: The Lecture Hall (Part II)

Click Here to Read Part I

For several minutes, Samil patiently sat there in his seat hoping that his friend would make a quick recovery and return to his seat before class started. But as the minutes continued to tick by, his mind was growing extremely worried as he tried to comprehend what was going on with his friend. Was it some kind of allergic reaction, he thought to himself, or did I just not notice his weight gain until now? Should I take him to a hospital?

Taking a moment to stare at the wall clock in the room though, Samil’s inner dialogue began to shift momentarily in regards to his annoyance about the class. He was so chipper and eager to start class yet apparently the professor didn’t feel the same. It had been 5 minutes since class was scheduled to start and there was still no professor in sight. Where the hell are they? Do they really think that the world revolves around them? 

While Samil hadn’t undergone as severe of a transformation as Nathal had at first, this quickly began to change as the man felt a sudden tightness emerging deep within his chest. With his emotional state being a mix of worry for his friend and annoyance towards the tardy professor, Samil’s eyes immediately widened in fear that he was somehow having a heart attack at the ripe age of 22. 

After a few tense seconds, Samil suddenly gasped as the tight pressure in his chest finally reached a breaking point. Rather than causing his heart to give out and causing him to collapse onto the ground though, the man watched in bewilderment as his chest suddenly surged forward with a newfound size. Unlike Nathal though, the increase in size came in the form of firmness and muscle rather than intense levels of flab. Even from beneath the baggier fabric of his sweatshirt, Samil’s eyes immediately picked up on how his heaving chest was pushing forth from his body, swelling larger and larger until his chest was straining against the sides and front of his size medium sweatshirt. 

Despite how dazzling his muscular pecs were to watch on his still-petite and slim body as they continued to slowly inflate with each deep breath he took, Samil’s mind was instantly sounding alarms to the bizarre muscle growth occurring to him. With what was happening before his eyes in mind, the man quickly began to realize that something had befallen both himself and his best friend. Although given his intense drunkenness from the night prior, Samil had no way of recalling the duo’s little trip toward the university’s wishing fountain and casting their own individual wishes. Instead, Samil could only imagine that they had somehow been forced to endure these transformations. While Nathal was surely going through his own version of a curse though, the strength he felt caused Samil to believe that he was experiencing a blessing on the levels of divine intervention. He had always wanted to become muscular, so this was a dream come true for him!

Still, with a bit of worry in the front of his mind for his best friend, Samil knew that he had to find Nathal: to both check on his condition and to also brainstorm how this was happening to them. As such, the changing man slowly pushed himself up from his seat and to his feet and made his way towards the wide aisle of the lecture hall steps. Given his haste, Samil forgot about both his and Nathal’s bookbags as there were more dire matters that he was worried about with his intense concern for his friend.

Yet as he began to quickly make his way down the steps of the lecture hall aisle, Samil was completely unaware of more changes that were affecting his body. Despite his already impressive height of 6’0”, the force responsible for Samil and Nathal’s transformations decided that this wasn’t tall enough. So as he continued to make his way down the steps, his spine and legs expanded like taffy being pulled until the man had unknowingly added 5 inches of height to himself. 

While this wasn’t noticeable to Samil at the current moment, it would be crystal clear due to just how ill-fitting his clothing was appearing now. Instead of a sweatshirt that perfectly concealed his torso, the increased height had caused the man to gain an exposed midriff as a few inches of his pale torso revealed itself. As if it was responding to the complexion revealed by his taller stature, Samil’s sweatshirt began to slowly change color with each step he took - the light blue color draining until it became a stark white hue. As for his black running shorts though, the height changed the already short shorts into something far more scandalous as they revealed much more of the man’s upper thighs and thus resembled briefs more than a pair of running shorts. 

Yet as he finally made his way down to the last step, one final change finally occurred that finally caused Samil to become aware of what was going on. For the next 30 seconds where he had traversed down the stairs, he had felt his brand new and hefty pair of pectoral muscles violently heaving and bouncing with each step he took. However as he finally made his way down to the bottom of the stairs, the motion of his chest grew more and more restrained until his pecs bounced firmly in place as if the shirt had become vacuum-sealed to his body.

The reason behind this was due to his sweatshirt both losing its thick consistency along with beginning to tighten around his body. To make up for the loss of the coarse yet snuggly comfort provided by the baggy sweatshirt though, the fabric changed into something that was innately of a finer quality. While a visible texture quickly manifested onto the outer layer of the shirt, a sheen quickly emerged on the fabric as it finished its completion into a Royal Oxford shirt that fully showcased the thick pectoral shelf that Samil now possessed. 

Due to this newfound tightness he felt constricting around his chest, Samil suddenly found himself feeling quite self-conscious as he stopped himself right next to the door leading towards the main entrance way of the building and gingerly moved his hands towards the two hefty pecs he now had. As soon as his fingers grazed the soft and expensive fabric that was now wrapped around his bulging chest, the sensation of the delicate fabric instantly calmed the man down and caused something deep in his mind to suddenly click. Why would I ever be upset about what was happening to me when it makes me look and feel this great, he thought to himself, a light grin emerging onto his face as he fully submitted to the comfort of the shirt.

Unfortunately for Samil though, his attempt to fondle his chest was quickly foiled as he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Feeling somewhat bashful about what he was doing, the man’s cheeks began to slightly redden as he found himself staring face-to-face with a young woman. Taking a moment to observe the woman, Samil’s eyes examined her soft visage with a cute button nose that struggled to hold up the thick black-rimmed glasses she was wearing. Given the glasses, the woman already looked quite nerdy, but the thick binder that she was holding was the real final straw in confirming that assumption. Although he had no attraction towards the frizzy-haired brunette, he could surely recognize her attractiveness. Not wanting to give the girl the wrong impression with his prolonged staring though, the man finally cleared his throat and began to speak.

“Uh hi there, is there something I can help you with?”

“Hello sir, I’m Rachel, one of the TAs for this course,” she began, extending her hand out in hopes of gaining a handshake. 

Feeling compelled to be professional and courteous, Samil took a moment to extend his own hand out and give the much desired handshake that the girl was looking for. Upon doing so, the girl continued to speak.

“So, I was just taking a look at the clock and I was wondering if you were wanting to get class started? We’re a bit behind already, so I just wanted to check in and see if there was anything I needed to do to get us started!”

“Wait, what are you saying? That I’m the professor for this course?” Samil inquired, his eyebrows raising while his eyes grew wide like saucers.

To his surprise, Rachel responded to his questions with a deep chuckle. “Oh sir, you’re so funny,” she began, quickly tilting her head downwards as she grabbed the binder tucked snuggly between her arm and pulled it out. Flipping the binder open, the girl immediately gripped onto a thick packet in the front sleeve and pulled it out. Upon tilting her head back up, Rachel smiled as she handed the document over to the man. “I’m pretty sure that’s your name right sir,” she inquired, extending a finger out to point to the name on the top of the class syllabus.

As his eyes followed Rachel’s finger to where it was pointing, the man was blown away to find that the name Sahilip Pearson was listed as the instructor. He truly was the teacher of this class somehow! Allowing a light chuckle to escape from his lips, Sahilip tried his best to try and downplay his confusion about the class.

“Oh yes of course, my mistake. First day jitters I suppose,” he exclaimed, smiling as the girl smirked at what he was saying. With the man accepting the new profession he now had, a few final changes began to emerge on the upper half of his body. Firstly, a simple yet soft shirt was not appropriate for a college professor, so the fabric suddenly split along his treasure trail until he had a soft dress shirt around his body. Luckily though, the brand new teacher wasn’t accidentally stripping for his students as one-by-one, tiny buttons began to emerge along the ends of the fabric and pull the shirt back together until the shirt was fully buttoned. As the man finally made his way over to the podium in the middle of the lecture area, a crisp collar pushed out and folded over to complete the look of an impeccable dress shirt.

Before Sahilip could even try to wrap his head around what was still occurring to him, he was thrown into the deep end as the lights immediately dimmed and a projector suddenly roared to life and temporarily blinded his eyes as it projected something onto the blank wall behind him. Craning his neck back to see what was going on, the former college student found himself staring at a screen that displayed a title slide of a PowerPoint presentation. While he was slightly stressed about having to do some public speaking, the man felt some relief knowing that first day lectures were fairly relaxed and mostly focused on the professor introducing themselves to their student. So with his curiosity piqued in terms of what his new life was, the man finally began to clear his throat and gain the attention of his pupils.

“Hello class, let’s all take our seats so we can get started,” he began, his words attempting to sound professional despite the nerves causing his voice to crack a few times. Turning his head back to the screen, the man took a moment to read the screen further before continuing to speak. “As you can see, this is ENG 250, a course focused towards teaching the essential skills of professional writing. My name is uh, Professor Sahilip Pearson and I’ll be in charge of the course this semester.”

Upon finishing the sentence, a small momentary grin emerged on his face due to his new title - professor. It felt so highly esteemed and professional, the man didn’t even pay attention to just how awkward his new name sounded as his cock couldn’t help but throb beneath the tight confines of his shorts. However, just because Sahilip was comfortable with his new name didn’t mean that his young and childish students were, as evident by the snickering that he quickly picked up as he finished stating his bizarre first name.

Before the man could get too upset by his judgmental students though, a sudden tightness around his feet and calves immediately caught Sahilip’s attention. As he looked down beneath the podium to see what was going on, the man found that more changes had seemingly occurred. Instead of the white and well-used pair of tennis shoes that he had entered the room wearing, a pair of shiny black dress shoes were now in their place along with a long pair of black dress socks that went up to just below the knee. Taking a moment to tilt and turn his feet to see his new style, the man couldn’t help but feel impressed by how great they looked. Although he had no idea how much they cost since he hadn’t purchased them himself, it was abundantly clear that these shoes were expensive! 

Despite his awe towards his new shoes, Sahilip knew that the show needed to continue and thus looked up and called for the next slide to be shown. The projectionist was quick to obey, pressing the button and causing the first of several “about me” slides to emerge. As he began to read the first few sentences discussing his love of English and hobby of writing, the man’s lips pulled into a smile as he could feel more changes beginning to occur to him. While his chest was incredibly beefy, it was quite ill-fitting on his slender body. Luckily though, the next set of changes began to make his upper half look more bulky as his arms began to undergo a severe change. 

Beneath the fabric of the shirt, Sahilip could feel his biceps begin to slowly inflate. While this was occurring, the man was oblivious to the fact that his fingerprints were slowly altering and his hands were growing callused from a mix of obvious gym visitation and calluses from physically writing nonstop. As the man continued to improv and discuss his love for writing and the “worlds” that he could create as a result, Sahilip continued to peer down towards his arms and smile as his biceps, triceps, and shoulders grew increasingly large. In fact, they had finally reached the point of constriction against his shirt sleeves that a simple flex of these meaty muscles would cause the shirt to tear! 

While this was surely a confidence boost for the perpetually weak Sahilip, it was the encouraging smile from Rachel that motivated him the most. Although he was still a gay man despite these changes so far, the man found the girl’s obvious admiration of him to be the perfect encouragement to push him through the shock of what was happening to him. Clearly based on her smile and encouraging head nod, the girl was content with his lecture thus far!

So as he moved onto the next slide, this motivation suddenly manifested itself via his neck as it suddenly thickened and a much more obvious and prominent Adam’s apple suddenly pushed from his throat. The end result of this change quickly became apparent as he began to discuss the contents of his next slide (his favorite pastimes) with a deep and booming voice that immediately commanded the attention of anyone within earshot. Amused by the several students who suddenly perked up upon hearing his new voice, the man discreetly reached a hand down beneath the podium to adjust his crotch as his boner was jutting out from his shorts and pressing against the hardwood of the podium. He didn’t feel shame though, he was right to feel turned on by how hunky and masculine he was becoming!

When he first read that his favorite pastimes now were reading a good book or watching a documentary or historical drama, the man finally had his first instance of resistance. No, that’s not right at all, Sahilip thought to himself, thinking about how much he loathed those types of films and would much rather watch reality television or easy-viewing movies that didn’t require him to think too much. Yet although he knew this to be the truth, another voice in his mind began to say otherwise. No, you don’t adore content like that. You’d much rather watch something that makes you think than some lazy nonsense. Reality TV is for imbeciles, not intellectuals like you, it said, reverberating through Sahilip’s mind and quickly overpowering his quiet denials. 

With the dual impact of the overpowering voice and Sahilip’s inner desire to be recognized and respected permeating through his head, it wasn’t much of a shock that the foreign voice ultimately won out and took prominence in his head. Despite the fact that he now had a mindset that most would view as pretentious or elitist, Sahilip didn’t view it that way. Although he now recalled memories of various heated exchanges between his friends and family where they referred to him as such, the man just believed that they were unwilling to accept the true observation that he had made. No intelligent person would willingly watch something low-brow!

As if the changes were linked to his increased acceptance of his new life, the man’s face began to alter and warp while he began to speak about various films that he loved. In order to better fit the pretentious and professional identity he was accepting for himself, the man’s messy hair was the first thing to undergo a severe alteration. The countless strands of hair found themselves seemingly undergoing a flat iron treatment that was flattening it. Once this was complete, a deep sheen began to emerge as styling gel soon found itself mixing in with the flat hair. An unintended side effect emerged from this styling though as the hair slicked back and gained a more professional appearance and the shade deepened into a rich hue of black.  

With his haircut now tight and tidy, the man’s face was the next area to undergo some severe alterations. As he went into a tangent about his favorite Werner Herzog documentaries, the man was unaware of his nose growing sharper and prominent to become a standout on his new face. While he continued to speak, the man shifted his jaw momentarily in discomfort as a prominent and angled jawline emerged and helped him gain a visage fitting of a world-famous sculpture. Finally as a dusting of facial hair emerged to give him a deep permanent stubble, the man’s lips grew a bit fuller as if they were being rewarded for committing so fully to the words he was speaking. 

Moving onto the next slide, Sahilip grew quite alarmed when he suddenly heard a few audible gasps. Turning behind him to hopefully see why people were reacting that way to the PowerPoint, the man found himself quickly understanding why. The slide was discussing his love for the gym, complete with a few shirtless selfies that showed off the hefty pecs, boulder shoulders, and bowling ball sized biceps that he now possessed. 

“Alright everyone, let’s settle down,” Sahilip cockily said, his lips pulling back into a smile that revealed a perfect row of pearly white teeth. “As you can see, I’m a big fan of physical fitness. You know that saying of “healthy body, healthy mind”? That’s quite literally my life motto,” he continued, chuckling as he found countless men and women now looking at him different. Although it was quite bizarre to look at his students and see their lustful stares, he could totally understand it. He was a total heartthrob after all!  Despite knowing that his ethics would never allow himself to hook up with a student, the man couldn’t help but savor the attention and how horny it made him.

As he continued to discuss his love for the gym and the fitness journey listed in the bullet points of the slide, his body continued to bulk up with muscle to help emphasize the end results of this apparent journey the new Sahilip had gone through. One-by-one, two abdominals popped into place and pressed against the fabric of his dress shirt until every student could see the prominent and chiseled six pack that he now had. 

Chuckling as he continued to take in the attention he was receiving, those deep exhales gave way to more strain as his lats suddenly flared out and caused his back to grow much wider. Now with his upper half completely transformed into that of a physically fit professor with thick biceps, hefty pecs, and a triangle-shaped back, it was a shock that his dress shirt was able to withstand his newfound bulk given just how wide he was in all regards!

Once this transformation finished though, Sahilip soon found that his twig-like legs were barely able to allow him to stand upright due to just how beefy and top-heavy he now was. Not wanting to embarrass himself and collapse in front of a room full of adoring students, the now-anxious Sahilip sauntered back over to the podium as he leaned on it for support. Upon doing so, the lack of pressure caused the man’s legs to quickly bulk up and complete his transformation into a gym rat of a professor. 

While the long dress socks that he was wearing were straining due to the diamond-shaped calves that were growing before him, that barely compared to how his shorts were feeling. Given how tight and short they already were, they soon resembled a poser, which was fitting given his bodybuilder size! As his thighs inflated to enormous proportions, it quickly became clear that the new Sahilip was a committed worker in the gym because there was no muscle group of his that was less than perfect. 

Now complete with a pair of muscular legs that could withstand his hefty size, the man’s momentary anxiousness quickly faded away as his pretentiousness returned in full force. Unfortunately though, just like how his body had inflated to severe proportions, his ego had also done the same. The cocky man basked in the obvious thirsting that his students had for him, he was a god amongst men when it came to his physique and good looks! In fact, it was quite amusing to also pick up on the few jealous stares that he was receiving from some of the male students of the class. He could understand their jealousy, although he felt no real sympathy for them because they could get a physique like his if they wanted to actually be productive and head to the gym rather than those weekend frat parties!

With his cock returning to a rock hard status due to the mixed expressions of jealousy and lust, Sahilip opted to remain behind the podium. Although he felt no shame about his size or bulge, the man’s inner dialogue suddenly began to emphasize how off-track the class was becoming due to their thirst for the professor and the side conversations they were having with each other as a result.

In hopes of stopping that dead in its tracks, the man’s booming voice began to ring out and startle countless students. “Alright folks, settle down. We need to get back to a normal sense of decorum. This is a classroom not a lunch hall, so let’s put an end to these little side conversations,” he said, his expression quickly turning serious to showcase his seriousness. With his lips pulling back from a grin into a slight scowl, this expression soon became locked in as the man’s normal resting face. He was an intimidating fellow after all, so it was only appropriate for him to get an equally menacing expression that would never allow anyone to know what he was truly thinking.

Upon adopting this new persona of a gruff and dominant individual, a few last physical changes emerged to help secure himself into this new identity as an English professor. The average-sized bulge that he was sporting (which only looked obscene due to the short black shorts he was wearing) suddenly began to increase. While it extended itself from a simple 5” manhood to an impressive monster of 9” inches, the man’s cock also grew wider until it was incredibly girthy as well. 

On the opposite side of his body, Sahilip’s ass was inflating with incredible speed. The formerly flat ass was filling out quite well, gaining two mountainous globes that left his shorts on the verge of tearing. Much like his pecs, Sahilip’s ass would also undergo a severe amount of jiggling and bouncing without being holstered by a pair of tight pants due to just how broad and beefy it was with a mixed composition of muscle and flab.  

Now a stuff-shirt professor who took his courses and the concept of learning very seriously, the man’s deep voice called for the next slide to appear so they could get into the real meat of the course. While the PowerPoint was once fairly lax and sparse with details, the next slide fully changed that as it was jam-packed with a list of course policies. While explaining how serious he took cheating along with his rigid attendance policy, the man couldn’t help but smirk at the several groans and grimaces from his students about the latter option. Although he knew that they thought he was a prick for being so stern, the man was only doing it to better prepare them for the real world once they were out of the safe space of college and in the real working world!

Upon explaining them and stating the consequences that could occur from not following these policies, Sahilip moved onto the next slide that began to explain the course breakdown in terms of the several projects that he was going to assign. Although he took a moment to ask the students if they had any questions about the course breakdown, it was clear from the looks on the students’ faces that they were still attempting to comprehend all of the information thrown at them. As such, Sahilip reminded his students that they could email him or ask any of his TAs if they had any pressing questions whenever they arose.

Taking a moment to look around the room, Sahilip wondered how much time was left before the course was over. Instinctively, the man lifted his arm and pushed the sleeve of his dress shirt to get a better look at the gold watch that was now wrapped around his right wrist. Although it had truly just appeared out of nowhere, the brand new Philip believed that nothing was amiss as memories informed him of the day he purchased it several years prior. 

Seeing as there was a good 30 minutes before class finished up, the professor found himself with only one slide left before his presentation was complete. As such, Philip needed something to pad the remaining time and thus quickly opted to do a small Q&A with his students. “Alright folks, so since we have a little bit of time left, feel free to raise a hand and ask any questions that you have,” he said, although it came off as more of a command due to the tone and deep boom of his voice.

Before long, a hand in the balcony of the lecture hall quickly rose. Making his way from the podium and closer to the inquiring student, Philip sauntered over with a swagger in his step as he acknowledged the person and asked for their question. While the girl asked a rather asinine question about his clear-cut attendance policy, the professor was unaware of his shorts suddenly altering. With haste, the fabric suddenly expanded and unfurled around him, wrapping itself tightly around his muscular legs until they turned into a pair of black dress pants that fell perfectly right in line with the top of his dress shoes. Although he didn’t need a belt given how form-fitting the pants were on him, a fine leather one still manifested itself through the belt loops and fastened itself around Philip’s trim waist.

Once he completed answering a question, another hand quickly rose up from a male student. Upon directing his attention towards the student and walking closer to him, Philip called on the man.

“Hello sir, I was just curious. How long have you been teaching?” 

Upon hearing the question, Philip found himself instantly racking his brain for the correct answer. Although he felt like a brand new professor, the number 17 kept popping up in Philip’s mind. While he was trying to wonder why that number was so prominent, the man’s pants began to alter their color as well, changing into a deep blue hue that worked well with his stark white dress shirt. With the student still waiting on an answer and Philip unable to think of anything other than 17, the professor stated the number with a rare moment of being diffident.

In response, the student couldn’t help but ask a follow-up question. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but how old are you then sir?”

Despite being rather unsure of the original number of 17, Philip’s body instantly began to gain more confidence as he puffed his chest out and smirked. Before the man could even ponder the correct answer (he felt like he was possibly in his mid to late 20s), he suddenly found himself proudly stating that he was 43 years old.

In response to the declaration of his age, the students in the lecture hall immediately began to gasp from the shocking reveal. Most of the older staff at Oak Point University tended to be on the overweight or flat-out obese side, so the students were quite shocked to find such an enigma standing in front of them. Although the tiny voice in Philip’s mind tried to believe that his age of 43 was incorrect, it was unable to fight the influence of his words as his body began to grow older. As a few light wrinkles began to emerge on the man’s face and body while his hairline rose a few inches, another prominent wrinkle manifested on his forehead as the man couldn’t help but smirk at their response. The man’s memories of being a 22-year-old college student were completely erased and replaced with those of a pretentious man who was born in 1979 and went through several key moments in American history as a result.

Viewing this question as the perfect segway into the final slide of his presentation, Philip abruptly ended the Q&A session and asked the projectionist to do something once again. Upon doing so, the man turned to his students and began to read off the last few remaining morsels of information about himself on the slides. 

“So yes, I’m 43 years old and have been teaching here at Oak Point for 17 years,” he began, the voice showcasing just how confident and sure of himself Philip now was. “In fact, I went to undergrad here and graduated summa cum laude,” he continued, taking a moment to smile to himself as he recalled the pride he felt getting his diploma and that distinct honor. “After writing several pieces that have gone on to receive worldwide recognition, I was appointed five years ago to become the head of the English department. Under my direction, Oak Point has created countless English graduates who have gone on to have their works published professionally in countless mediums. So if you’re wanting to break into the industry and make a name for yourself after college, I’m the guy you want to suck up to,” Philip proudly stated, his voice dripping in pure narcissism as he bragged about his achievements. 

Upon finishing up his narcissistic comments, the man took a moment to reintroduce himself to his students as he finished up class. “Alright everyone, I suppose that we can end it for today. In case you’ve forgotten, my name is Philip Reynolds. I look forward to working with all of you this semester and helping turn you into the best possible writers you can be. I’ll see you guys on Wednesday,” he said, unaware of the fact that he had fully transformed from Sam Pearson into Philip Reynolds. Watching as the students frantically rustled their papers and shoved them into their bookbags, the professor gave a light smile and nod to several of his pupils as they thanked him and made their exit. 

Before long, all of the students had finally exited out of the room and Philip took a moment to breathe a sigh of relief that the first lecture of the day was a roaring success. It was always quite amusing to watch people react to both his physique and age, so the first day was always a great way to boost the older man’s ego. 

Yet while he would have loved to take more time to stroke his own ego, a quick look at his watch revealed that he only had a small bit of time before his next lecture (an upper-level American Literature course) began. Making his way over to the small desk in the corner, Philip quickly gathered up his things and shoved them into his satchel. Grabbing onto the blue suit jacket that matched the color of his pants, the man quickly pulled it on and buttoned the lower buttons to complete the look of a highly distinguished professor. With this complete, the man quickly grabbed onto his thermos of coffee and a lone manilla folder before making his way towards the door.

As soon as he pushed the door open though, Philip gasped in shock as his bulky body suddenly made an impact with something. “Oh my goodness,” he exclaimed, unsure of what exactly had occurred. Looking down though, the man instantly grew enraged as he found a short and incredibly round man face first in his hefty cleavage. Taking a step back, the professor’s eyes narrowed as he found himself staring at an overweight slob of a janitor staring in front of him. 

Despite having a fairly large janitor’s suit on, the janitor’s obese body left the fabric straining from his weight in an inverse way to Philip’s own bulk with his clothing. Luckily for Philip though, the muscle on his body made the straining hot on his body instead of disgusting on the janitor’s wide and flabby body. Instantly, the man’s mind began to formulate countless choice phrases for the middle-aged man who was clearly too stupid to both pay attention to what he was doing and get a profession that was something beyond entry-level! 

With his eyes continuing up the idiot janitor’s body, Philip’s eyes quickly picked up on a small plastic tag that revealed the man’s name - Donald. Immediately, the man began to recall the several complaints that he recalled from other staff about the janitor. Although they said that he was great at leaving an area spotless, several of the staff talked about how the janitor made both them and their students uncomfortable with his longing stares towards them. While they assumed this was due to the fact that he was jealous that he never got to apply himself like the staff or their students did, it was still enough to warrant filing some complaints with the janitor department. According to what Phillip recalled, the portly janitor was on thin ice and only needed one more complaint before he would be terminated.

“Watch where the fuck you’re going, you almost made me spill my coffee,” he shrewly stated, taking a moment to lift his arms up and verify that no leakage had actually occurred onto his expensive custom suit. As he looked angrily into the man’s beady eyes, Philip found great pleasure in watching the man instantly recoil and shrink down even further than his already short stature. “This is custom you know,” he continued, using one hand to tug at the lower half of his suit jacket to make sure he was presentable once more. 

Before the janitor could even get the opportunity to apologize, Philip immediately began to speak once more, feeling no remorse as he decided to put the fear of God in the easily intimidated janitor. “That room had better be spotless for my 1PM class,” he stated, although he knew that the deep and monotonous tone of his voice would only make it seem like a threat rather than a simple statement. To punctuate his sentence, Philip narrowed his eyes to give the man a sharp glare before using his bulky body to push right past him and out into the hallways of the building. Making his way past the janitor, the man muttered a “what a fucking oaf” before starting to saunter over towards the exit of the building.

However, as he tried his best to forget about the infuriating experience and mentally prepare for his next lecture, the older man immediately began to feel some eyes staring into the back of his skull. Willing to investigate that feeling, Philip suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. Upon doing so, the man was able to see the janitor staring at him before frantically turning his head away. Although he had a feeling that the man was enamored by him based on Donald stammering upon slamming into Philip’s pecs, the secret glaring and obvious blushing was the final nail in the coffin where he realized that the man was attracted to him. 

Unfortunately for Donald, even though Philip was gay, he was only attracted in guys who took fitness as serious as him. Yet despite the clear disgust of being thirsted after by such a creep, it was an unintended stroke of Philip’s ego that left him smirking before making his grand exit out of the lecture hall and into his new life… unaware that he was actually shit-talking his former best friend!

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Patreon Summary (May ‘22)

Hey there everyone, here’s a quick little summary of the stuff I’ve released over on my Patreon over the past month! If any of the following stories intrigue you, feel free to click on the title so you can sign up for the appropriate tier.

A Blessing In Disguise

Upon getting a hold of a potion that would allow him to possess his gym crush, Mason finds himself in quite the predicament when his spirit struggles to navigate the crowded gym floor and he ends up accidentally possessing the wrong person - his crush's girlfriend. After realizing what has happened, Mason begins to ponder if it was possible that this was a better result than he was originally envisioning...

Themes: Gender Swap, Male to Female, Possession, Unintended

Influencing The Influencer: Max Blum

After spending a large amount of time in control of the body of a hunky TikTok influencer, Tom finds himself eager for a brand new challenge for his next body. Soon enough, he finds himself travelling to Germany to possess a hunky young realtor. Upon doing so, he quickly realizes just how hot it is to be a young man who looks quite good in a suit.

Themes: Influencer Series, Possession, Racial Change, Language Shift

The Devil Works Hard, but S-C Productions Works Harder!

Upon making the move into film and television production, S-C's company needs to find a way to handle some difficult actors who are causing delays to production. One of these actors is Lucifer's Tom Ellis. As such, they extend an offer to a 54-year-old divorced man that would allow him to swap into Tom Ellis to hopefully teach the actor a lesson in humility while also rewarding the older man for so many years of hard work.

Themes: Body Swap, Celebrity, Age Progression, Punishment

Under Mac Jones’ Control - Part II

With Henry Cavanaugh now under Mac Jones' hypnotic control, the dorky QB erases the personality of Nick Bosa and replaces him with Nicky, a submissive gay himbo. Will Henry Cavanaugh ever regain control or will Nicky stick around forever?

Themes: Hypnosis, Athlete, Mental Changes

Just Like His Father

After meeting up with his judgmental father for dinner, Charlie ends up getting into an argument and fleeing the restaurant. While he sits there alone, Charlie's father decides to finally utilize a decades-old gift to turn Charlie into his ideal son. As the man makes his way down the busy streets of his town, Charlie is unaware as his body and mind are slowly altered to turn him into a cocky, buff and severely straight police officer.

Themes: Muscle Growth, Mental Changes, Reality Shift, Sexuality Change

Respect Is Deserved (Not Earned) - Part II

Upon transforming into the duplicate of gym teacher Rich, Julian finally confronts the teacher and demands to be changed back. Unfortunately for him, Rich has something else up his sleeve that makes the situation more humiliating and also completely permanent for the former history teacher!

Themes: Mental Changes, Age Progression, Weight Gain, Reality Shift

P/H/TF: Joey Bosa, Drue Tranquil & Kyle Juszczyk

Given the fact that he went to college at the closest university to my hometown (Notre Dame), Drue will be the easy choice for who I’ll possess. While it may certainly take a while to adapt to not only having a wife but several kids, it will be well worth it to have his body and put on that Chargers jersey every day!

Since he’s teammates with Drue, I’ll choose to make the hypno choice efficient and pick him. After having my session with him, he’ll become really cocky and rude to all of the players on the team, but he’ll always be nice and chill to me. By doing that, I’ll basically cement myself as the most important / popular member of the team given the fact that Joey only respects me now.

Despite my intense attraction for him, someone has to transform and he got the short end of the stick! But unlike other choices I tend to make for this prompt, Kyle’s transformation is going to keep him as a human rather than becoming something inanimate. Since I have a wife that I’ll need to spend time with and learn how to get along with, Kyle will undergo a transformation to turn into a meek college student in Los Angeles that I hired to be the babysitter for Drue’s children. With Kyle now incredibly anxious, he’ll find himself unable to reveal the truth about who he was no matter how hard he tried! This will give me and his wife ample opportunity to spend time together either going out on a date night or having a weekend getaway to some exotic location so we can enjoy each other’s company without having to worry about the kids interrupting our fun.