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I was hoping you could help me out: I’ve always been kinda lean, but I really want to bulk up. I was to be big, cut, and most of all, I want a lot more melanin in my skin. A bulge that’s intimidatingly large, and a libido that makes more more of a rapid animal than a man. Is that possible?

Last night was a real doozy for you. Another day feeling like you couldn't achieve anything and that wasn't being helped when you saw a group of bodybuilder guys chatting on your way home. You crash onto your bed hoping one day you could be just like them. You didn't realize that your wish would come true reallll soon.

You're awoken by bright light that you can't quite discern where it's coming from. After a couple blinks you realize there's people and they're... pampering you up for a photoshoot?

You look down and to your amazement you see a massive set of tits and a lot more melanin in your skin than you remember in your vision. Not to mention you're shirtless. "Alright shooting in... 3.2.1!"

*Snap*

Before you could even think your new instincts make you flex to the camera.

You question for a second why you did that, but then you brushed it off pretty quickly. Infact your memories were rewiring your habits and fast. Any intelligence you had was slowly dwindling as all you could think about was the men you were gonna have fun with tonight in bed. This job of yours was just to show off and make buttloads of money for those magazines.

The cameras kept taking pictures and the more pictures taken the more you turned into a brainless libido filled man ready to take on anything.

Next stop after this... the gym!

You're a powerful and generous being. I have to wonder what life is like as a hunky and young, "Boy Next door Type". It would make all this yard work easier. ;)

Just another day of yard work for you. Hours wasted just to make your lawn look good. You begrudgingly put your hands on the lawn mower only to feel something course through your veins when you put hands on the bar. Your scrawny body suddenly become just a bit meatier as you gained a noticeable pec ridge and some meat in your bones. You could feel a bit of your age being taken away as you appeared a bit younger and yet you had a bit of a sexy beard and a noticeable tan.

I think that yard work will be a lot more fun for you. Just remember to take your shirt off to show off the goods.

Late to this but I’m IN LOVE with your Hadi Choopan caps.

Idk something about that I’m just obsessed over!

Hopefully we’ll see you write more about him cause I keep coming back to the ones you’ve already written!

aww thank you! I actually have one in the works atm so look forward to that!

Dungeons and Jocks

Suggested by: @sivfenrir

Gregory slammed another book down on his apartment table. It was another book for his upcoming DND campaign with his friend Louis. It was quite heavy for his scrawny body but he somehow managed to carry it all the way from the library. He was going to be a wizard artificer for the campaign over discord call and wanted to learn as much as he could before properly getting into it. Gregory opened the book and began to look through the pages. The nerd he is absorbed all the information quite quickly and before long landed on a very peculiar page... "Make what you wish come true! A spell of a lifetime for your campaign... Huh..." Gregory was very intrigued.

A spell to make what you wish come true is quite a bold claim from a book from a random library and a nerd who was quite a nerd. "Alright I'll guess I'll try this totally real spell!" Gregory didn't believe it would work so he recited the spell with a hint of sarcasm. "drhs drhs drhs drhs drhs ivzo ivzo ivzo ivzo!!" Gregory chanted the spell right then and there. "Now let's see if this worked... I am rich!" "..." "Haha... as I thought," Gregory was unphased, but just as he was about to go to the next page a notif popped up on his nearby phone. Louis: Hey dude, time for our DND session hop on discord! It was Louis!

Gregory: Alright hopping on now! Gregory quickly made his way to his room where his computer was located and hopped on call. "Yo Louis wassup?" "Oh... hey... I'm... okay.." Louis had a melancholy tone to his voice. "Is... something wrong dude?" "Yea... mind if I vent before the session?"

"Oh, sure what is it?" "It's just these guys that were bullying me..." Gregory felt a chill in his spine.

"P-People were bullying you??" "Yea..."

"What were they? Who were they?" "They were these... high school jocks. Large ones t-too. B-Based on their size they easily went to the gym everyday," Gregory felt more tingles. Gregory's body was beginning to change. Gregory began to gain an extreme growth in muscle like he worked at the gym everyday because well he did. Massive pecs, big biceps, and meaty thighs were some of his greatest features. Gregory's changes didn't stop though as his mind became warped and his past began to change. Instead of being a nerd he was always a jock. Bullying all the little guys More obsessed with muscle than school or anything else. That's when reality snapped back to the new jock Gregory. "H-Huh? What am I doing here? Where's my bros??? And why is this shirt so tight?" The new gregory looked around his room and saw all sorts of nerdy shit that repulsed him. How did he get here and where are his bros??? Louis didn't notice the change in Gregory's behavior and kept going. "A-And I think one of them was bald??? How much steroids did that they take??" And in one fell swoop all of Gregory's hair fell off leaving him completely bald. "I'm pretty sure all they wore was tank-tops with how cocky and self-obsessed they were..." Gregory's shirt began to remold itself into a gym tank-top and Gregory's mind suddenly become self-obsessed, immediately giving his left bicep a kiss.

"At least i got you with me!"

Louis continued on.

"They were total jerks. They piss me off just thinking about it!" Gregory stopped loving himself immediately. He recognized who was speaking. It was Louis the Louiser! Why was he talking to a twink ass on some messaging service. He'd rather beat him up directly than on some app. Gregory was ready to destroy the computer but then... "I wish they were like you, my best friend... kind, nice, nerdy like me." Gregory's mind changing again. He was still a bit of a jock but still spent time to nerd out with Louis and would protect him with his massive size and play DND all the time too!

Gregory paused right before he was about to punch screen as his anger dissipated into a cocky grin.

"Right you are, you're glad to have a friend like me haha!" Gregory's new voice gave a hearty laugh "Oh wow Gregory, your voice sounds different than I last remember..." Louis asked in a shocked tone.

"Whatcha talking about? Always been sounding like this ever since I took the steroids remember. I just had to get PUMPED! GRAHH!" Gregory did a flex with a grunt making Louis jump in his seat on the other end.

"W-Who are you and what you have done with Gregory?" "Come on bro it's me Louis. Your good old pal. We play DND remember?" Gregory turned on his webcam.

"See? It's me! Don't you want to give my bicep a kiss like old times?"

"W-Who is this?! You're not Gregory you're more like a Greg!" Gregory or rather Greg paused for a moment before smirking. "Yeah you're right! Sorry 'bout that. My name is Greg! But come on bro don't remember your lovable nerdy big guy best friend?" Greg flexed again.

"I-I'm still not convinced... I'm going to your house in person...." Louis immediately left the call before Greg could even say "See you later bro,"

Louis arrived to Greg's apartment and knocked on the door expecting the same twink he's known since elementary to open it but nope... it was "Greg" "Hey bro! Good to see you!"

"How did you- When did you-" Louis was in a gay panic.

"Lots of hardwork and steroids bro. Remember. Come on let's talk on the bro-couch!" "W-When did you take your shirt off?"

"Took if off before you got here bro. Needed to let my muscles breathe you know?" "U-Um,,, o-okay,,," Louis's words were barely legible

"Anyways bro let's go to the bro-couch pronto. We can talk like we always do. As bros!" Greg turned around not a moment sooner abandoning his shorts leaving him in just his underwear.

Louis cautiously entered the apartment. It looked about the same as he last saw it but there was a lot more... bodybuilder. There was still all those awards from math bowls but there was also some trophies from competitions. Louis continued to look around while Greg grabbed a huge can of Whey Protein before sitting on the bro-couch. "Want some?"

"N-No thanks..." Louis sheepishly declined

"Your loss," Greg opened up the container and ate the protein powder raw. "Delicious! Anyways whatcha wanna talk about bro?"

"Isn't it obvious? How you became THIS?" Louis blurted out.

"We were supposed to be doing a DND campaign but instead you became a meathead!" Greg's mind changed again.

"Yuppppppp that's meeeeeeeeeeee!" It looked like Greg had no thoughts and only thought of muscles as the math bowl trophies began to disappear. "But at the same time you do seem like my best friend..." Greg got hit with his old intelligence and stopped drooling.

"Yea bro! We'll always be bros! Now come on let's DND!"

"Okay fine, but put some clothes on!"

"Alright bro, alright!" With Greg walking off to get changed.

Greg returned in a tank top and some shorts flexing as he entered.

"Let's do this bro!" Louis almost forgot how hot Gregor- Greg was now.

"Alright alright, let's do this!" And so the buff nerd Greg and the twink nerd Louis did their campaign with Greg's character being a buff as hell Jock wizard artificer with magic and muscles on their side. It was a grand ol' time and Louis finally let this be the new Greg. Luckily for Louis the chant that Greg made was wearing off making this Greg permanent. It's a good life being a large and in charge jock and nerd.

Daddy Growth

"Become a real Daddy in minutes with Daddy Growth! Buy NOW!"

Those were the words that brought Dean to his local supermarket. Dean had been trying to bulk up for ages, but just couldn't no matter how hard he tried. The 22 year old was fresh out of college taking freelancing work in art and making it by but just barely. Dean was desperate for any quick solution to his muscle building problem and this product promised fast results he couldn't have driven faster to the supermarket than he already did.

"Is that all?" The cashier said to Dean as he put the bottle on the conveyor belt"

"Yea- WOAH!" Dean was shocked to see that the cashier was JACKED.

"Notice the guns? Pretty weird for someone like me to be working here yeah?" The cashier spoke with his deep voice

"Y-Yea.. a little... And how come they let you wear no shirt!" Dean was getting a little bit flustered as his attraction to guys was starting to show.

"Oh believe me, after this stuff came out dress codes got REAL lenient," He points at the bottle of Daddy Growth

"Wow... I didn't even really notice..." Dean twiddled with his thumbs.

"Don't worry about it, bud. Say... random question but are you a parent?"

"W-Wha? No... I'm only 22!" Dean was shocked to get asked that by a random person let alone a buff one.

"I see... yea good luck with that. Here's your bottle. Have a great day!" The man said with a wink giving Dean shivers.

Dean arrived home shortly after with the bottle in hand a little shaken by the whole experience, but was still determined this bottle will be the solution to all his problems. Dean carefully inspected the bottle instructions: Step 1: Open Bottle

Step 2: Drink bottle all at once

Step 3: Enjoy The Muscle!

Warning:sideeffectsmayincluderapidagingrealitychangingsuddenlybecomingaparentofabodybuildingsonlocationchangeandrealitychange

"Seems simple enough. I can't understand the warning though... Oh well!" Dean popped the bottle open and drank the whole thing in one chug.

"Damn... that was actually pretty refreshing... so now what..." Dean pranced around the room expecting something to happen but a couple minutes pass and nothing did.

"Is this a scam? Did i just spend 20 dollars on a drink? Hell why do I always fall for these kind of thi-" A jolt hit Dean as he clenched his head in pain.

Dean's body began to sweat at a rapid rate as his body began to grow. First to grow was his chest as they ballooned up into two massive clashing meat mounds with sweat adorning their surface. Next to change was Dean's stomach as a sexy set of abs popped in with the sweat making them glisten. Soon after Dean's arms became behemoths in size both having large biceps and triceps and... veins with an accompanying back widening and shoulders prop up! That marked the end of Dean's button up as a loud *rip* led the shirt to fall to the floor. As the shirt fell it was beginning to change. The buttons fell off as the sleeves rescinded and the shirts blue became a white with a black rim until it was the perfect bodybuilder tank top. Letter by letter the words "Better Bodies Gym Issues" appeared with the change finished right as it reached Dean's feet.

The top of Dean's body had their fun so it was the lower half was ready to grow with the thighs as thick as chickens and godlike status were already forming on his legs. Dean's feet growing by a couple inches whole too good thing he wasn't wearing any shoes. Unlike his shirt dean's bottoms held on pretty tightly before becoming elastic and breathable shorts as a direct cut sliced his pants right above his now thick knees as the rough material became more free. The leftover material wrapped around his feet becoming a nice pair of blue and black shoes with the laces tied tightly. Everything about Dean had changed besides his head, but not for long.

The main change began as Dean's body began to age. Wrinkles forming in the face and general gruffness that definitely didn't suit the 22 year old as he became someone in their late 40's as derek gained some stubble and his hair flattened and became slicked to the side with some gray hairs here and there as well. Dean couldn't speak through the whole ordeal as the pain in his body was too much, but it was finally over... right? WRONG

Dean's room morphed into a busy gym in a flash as the pain subsided little by little. Dean was able to snap back to reality as he now realized he wasn't in his room anymore and he was sweating like a bullet... on a workout bench? Dean couldn't even speak as a gold necklace with a cross wrapped itself around Dean's thick neck signifying the end of the changes.

"W-What... happened... to..." Dean couldn't process what just happened. How did he get at the gym and why did he feel sweaty.

Just then he felt something move. It was his new pecs... bouncing.

Dean looked down to see his new BIG and MEATY body in complete dumbfoundery. The drink actually worked. He became a "daddy"! Dean immediately stood up and flexed to the nearby mirror.

Dean looked great and he KNEW it. He did every bodybuilder thing under the book. Flexing, pec bouncing, and touching his muscles. the works and Dean loved every second of it. He felt like a new man!

The fun had to end though when someone walked up to Dean with a look that definitely wasn't friendly.

"Dean. What are you doing here?" It was a sterner older man not dissimilar to one Dean met at the store.

Dean wasn't sure what to say and just looked at the guy and spoke nothing.

"That's all you got to say to me? Your SON has been looking for you!" Wait... Son? Dean didn't have a son, let alone sex! How did he-

"Not to be rude sir, but I don't have a son I just drank this potion and-"

"Don't sir me, young man! I am your TRAINER. Now take off your tank top that shit is too sweaty to show your son!"

Dean not wanting to be rude to his "Trainer" reluctantly removed the tank top in order to satisfy him.

"Now put this on!" The trainer holding a tank with the word Evogen surrounded by stars.

Dean put it on and when he put it on he felt... comfortable in it. Almost like he's been wearing it for the past ten years. Like he...

Suddenly a whole slew of memories came flooding into Dean. Firstly being the 20+ years of life now under his belt, his years bodybuilding, and of course his son. Daniel. Dean always loved how the rascal took after him ever since he was young.

"Wait... no I don't-" Dean fought against the memories but when he saw the spitting image of his son in his mind dancing just like how Dean remembered he would, he felt at ease he somehow helped brought someone into this world.

Xander was a lot like his father. A bodybuilder and knew when to have fun. Dean was proud of him more than any father could ask for.

"Feel better now?" The trainer he now remembered as his longtime friend Ron.

"I'd say... yeah," Dean giving his pecs a firm lift.

And right on cue came Dean's just as big son.

"Hey pops," Xander was sweating from presumably a workout.

"Son! Good to see you! How's... Maria?" Dean randomly blurted out the name, but somehow knew it was related to his son.

"Oh, she's doing great! I'm so glad you were so accepting me being straight dad, you know how you can be sometimes?

"Know how I can be sometimes? What do you mean oh son of mine?" Dean said in a cocky manner before getting into a dance.

"That's what I mean dad! Anyways... ready to workout?" Dean almost already forgot he was supposed to be working out with his son.

Wait... what just happened? How did this all happen? Dean didn't realize that none of this was normal. First he become buff and older and not to mention has a child??? That's not normal in the slightest. Even with the new memories he still he had his old ones, the ones where he was skinny and scrawny and lived in a shoddy apartment, but he also had the memories of his kid and living in a big house. The mix of memories was getting to his head, and yet when he saw his new life and now body... he was fine with this. All this. He's never been a parent, but it won't hurt to try! And this BIG body is a huge bonus Dean can't complain at all. Now the real question is who did he fu-

"Dad? You good? We should head to the machines!" Xander looking at his father with confusion

"Oh! Sorry my boy, just lost in thought. Let's get to work!" Derek gave a confident flex to his son.

"Well I'll see you two later. Have fun!" Ron promptly left to help out other bodybuilders.

This new life was gonna be a bit hard for Dean to adjust to and Dean knew that and his old life was over but he was ready to start anew in exchange for this sexy body.

And so the new Dean waddled his way to the workout machines with his new son and looked as hot as hell doing it. He was a real Daddy now!

Just a Bit Bigger

Jung was a 22 young college athlete and vice captain of the rowing team. He had been the vice captain since he was a first year which was no probably. Jung was a fairly easy going guy and never getting captain never really bothered him, lately he wasn’t even sure if his heart was still in rowing. He had an incredible body but lately he had been admiring the young bodybuilders on the deadlifting team. Jung finished the last rowing practice before the winter break. The lake would freeze over and Jung would have a lot more time on his hands for the next few months. He got home thinking about his new workout plan for the winter. He thought about it for a while and decided he’d go out and try a bodybuilding program to get bigger, there was no way he’d get as big as the bodybuilders on his campus before the next rowing season but he would at least start to see if he liked it and wanted to continue with it. Jung opened up a word document and pasted a pic of himself he took a few days ago as his first progress pic.

Jung had no idea where to begin creating a bodybuilding plan or workout. for the past 6 years he had relied on daily rowing to pretty much do everything for him and the occasional heavy weight lifting over winter break but even then he never really went that heavy, he had mainly stuck to his maintenance to keep the boat as light as possible.

Googling away for a few hours he had gotten a diet and macro plan sorted and some of his workout plan but he was still lost in a rabbit hole and youtubeing heavy weight lifting form and what the best plan to build more muscle fast. He was about 8 pages deep into google when he saw a strange link. It was decorated with emoji stars and arms flexing. With nothing to lose and the best antivirus money could buy Jung shrugged and clicked on the link hoping he would get an easy free workout plan.

Moments after Jung clicked the link his computer screen began to glitch out and the sound of electricity and sparks filled the room. Jung began to freak out and he backed up expecting his computer to explode. Jung looking at the glitching screen and watched as two spectral hands grabbed the sides of the monitor and something began to pull itself out from his computer screen.

Jung fell off his computer as he watched the glitchy images pull itself out of the screen forming the silhouette of a man, the shape became more detailed every second until soon a torso spectral head and torso of a man was floating above the computer, connected into the screen through a long glitchy lower half where legs would be. The man was incredibly muscled with a deep jersey tan, bleached blonde hair, a red backwards cap and tinted glasses. “YO YO YO WHAT IS UP MY GUYYY” the man yelled “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU AND HOW ARE YOU IN MY FUCKING PC”

“aww what? like bro you like, totally summoned me?”

“SUMMONED YOU?? HOW THE FUCK DID I SUMMON YOU?? WHAT THE FUCK EVEN ARE YOU??” Jung shrieked clinging to the wall behind him trying to stand up.

“ohhh okay, I totally got you bro, so I’m a modern Djinn, like, the millennials of Djinns, instead of shitty lamps I got uploaded to the internet and blah blah” the Djinn noticed his reflection in the mirror in the corner of Jung’s room and began to flex to himself

“s-s-so I get to wish for anything?”

“NAAAH BRUH, I’m for sporting, muscles, health, blah blah all those boring rules”

“rule? what are they” Jung sheepishly asked

“UUUUUGGHHH” the Djinn stopped posing and turned to fully face Jung “its easy as bro, rule one you can wish for anything to do with sports, fitness or health” the Djinn flashed a double bicep pose “rule two, no backsies, don’t be a coward bro, be confident in your wish” the Djinn changed to a sideways pec pose “and third rule, you only get three” the Djinn began to flex his triceps and let out a loud grunt

Jung had managed to scramble himself up to his feet, still having no idea what was happening.

“so, any…sports wish?”

“YEAAH BRUH, NOW YA GETTIN IT, although I dunno why you got my link, you got a fuckin rockin bod bro, normally nerds and dorks click on my link, what do you do? tennis? baseball?” The Djinn asked turning to the mirror again

“I’m a rower, although I might wanna get into bodybuilding? I’m not entirely sure”

The Djinn stopped posing once again, Jung’s words catching his attention “YOOOOOOOOOOO BODYBUILDING, BRO, THATS MY FUCKING JAM BRO”

“Well I dunno, if I wanna go fully into bodybuilding” Jung sheepishly scratched the back of his neck

“nah nah nah bro I got you like okay” The Djinn put his hands on the sides of his head, rubbing his temple looking like a frat bro trying to generate a though “OKAY SO BRO I GOT IT, okay so like, you wish to be a bit bigger, if you like it, go full bodybuilder, IF you don’t like it, use the last wish for a rowers body like the one you got, TECHNICALLY you don’t break the rules”

“Okay, l-lets do that”

“nah bro, you gotta say it like, wish it”

“Okay, I wish, I wish you’d make me a bit bigger”

“YO WISH IS MY COMMAND BRUH….just accept the terms and conditions, normal tech shit bruh”

“oh okay…I accept?”

“YO WISH IS MY COMMAND BRUH” the Djinn snapped his fingers forming a finger gun pointing at Jung. 

There was a flash of light from the computer screen blinding Jung for a moment, but he felt his body begin to grow and stretch. He couldn’t see what was happening but he felt like he was inflating, like blood was being pumped directly into his body. The light finally faded from the room and Jungle was able to see his new body once again.

“YOOOOO LOOKIN GOOD BRUH” Yelled the Djinn

“d-d-DUDE, IM ACTUALLY BIGGER?” Jung yelled feeling up his new body.

“you lookin at a mystical tech genie and you surprised you actually changed?” The Djinn laughed

“yeah dude, I, thought I hit my head or something but now I’m actually bigger? not bodybuilder bigger but bigger?

“oh you only said a bit bigger bro, we can go even bigger”

Jung thought for a moment, feeling his newly enlarged biceps and tracing the lines of his chiselled muscles, he saw his already great body enhanced into something better, he definitely wanted to see what was next, and if he didn’t like he he could always wish for a rower’s body again”

“aight tech genie do your thing, I wish to be a bit bigger”

Once again the Djinn snapped his fingers and the room filled with light. Jung began to groan and moan as he felt his body expand again. The same feeling as before only this time he head his skin stretch and bones grind as he felt himself grow a few inches taller. The light in the room faded.

“daaammmn bro, I’d tap that” laughed the Djinn

But Jung was too interested in himself to notice the comment.

Jung was massive now, looking like he could be part of the deadlifting team, looking like he could be the captain of the deadlifting team. Jung grabbed his bicep, feeling the strength and size behind it, his hands found his way to his pec, it was the size of a dinner plate, bigger even. Jung squeezed his pec and moaned.

“Bro, why, why do I feel so, ummmm, horny?” Jung nervously looked away from the Djinn but staring in the mirror just made it worse.

“Coz you gay bro?” The Djinn said posing in the mirror floating above Jung.

“GAY? I DIDN’T WISH TO BE INTO DUDES”

“Bruh?? you serious?? terms and conditions bro, these bodies need to be appreciated none stop, so I make dudes gay to ya know?” the Djinn was barely paying attention to Jung’s shock.

Jung couldn’t keep himself from squeezing his body, sure he could be called a bodybuilder now but, if he thought he was hot now, how would he look in the next phase?

“Ready for the next wish bro?

“errrr, what should I do?”

“bro, I got chu, lemme hulk you out”

Being hunked out seemed awesome, and he had one more chance to go back to being a rower if he wasn’t into it.

“Okay Djinn, I wish you’d do your thing” Jung nervously said.

Once again the Djinn snapped his fingers. “alright bro LETS HULK YOU OUT!!!”

“WAIT HULK?? I THOUGHT YOU SAID HUNK??” Jung tried to protest but it was already too late, the room filled with light and Jung felt his body expanding, but not only his body, he felt his package expand in his underwear too, size increasing everywhere, more than he experienced the past few times. Jung felt himself growing even taller and the light began to fade from the room.

“DAAAAM BRO, LOOKS LIKE MY WORK IS DONE YO” The Djinn grabbed Jung by the shoulders shaking him with excitement

It didn’t take long for Jung’s eyes to come back into focus and for him to see his new body.

Jung couldn’t stop himself from feeling up his new massive body

“bro, wha, what did you do to me” Jung nervously rubbed the back of his neck whilst staring at his new massive form in the mirror.

“I hulked you out bro, and you look fucking huge, a human tank, an absolute BEAST”

“duuude, I thought you said hunk, like you were gonna turn me into a massive HUNK” Jung was doing his best to protest his new body but couldn’t help but feel himself up.

“why would I hunk you up when I could hulk you out bro?” The Djinn began to float towards the computer

“aight, okay, nah, I wish for a rower’s body, this is a bit too bulky” Jung said as he tried to pull the underwear that was uncomfortably wedged in his muscular ass

Jung caught himself in the mirror again and flexed his huge arm. Instantly the horniness came back and it was stronger than ever. Jung couldn’t help but pose his arms and feel his pecs.

“ayyy sorry bro, three wishes are up man, you a bodybuilder now”

“wha?? you mean?? THIS FUCKING BULKY FOREVER??” Jung began counting on his fingers double checking his wish.

“yeah sorry man, catch you on the flip side” The Djinn began to fade back into the computer.

“WAIT BRO, atleast gimmie some clothes that fit this huge, bulked out bod” Jung’s mouth almost watering as he looked down at his mountainous pecs

“sorry bro, not my area of wishes, catch you laterrrrrrrr” 

and just like that, the Djinn was sucked back into the computer leaving Jung standing in his room alone.

Jung tried to find something in his room that would fit his new body, even if he had to go commando, anything to get out of this tight restricting underwear but everything in his room was tiny. His pants could barely get around his calves. His training shorts were the only thing that sorta fit even though they had practically become underwear to him but the issue was his new height and size below. Jung was now 8ft tall and packin, Jung had to find something to wear, he couldn’t deal with how tight his underwear was anymore.

Jung bent over to pick up a pair of stretchy training legging to see if they’d fit when *ping* Jung heard a small rip and felt the confining underwear release him. Jung  slowly stood back up and looked in the mirror.

“oh…no”

Jung’s tight underwear let go in the back, falling to the front, his underwear was now his loincloth. Jung walked over to his computer realising he had to order all new clothes, stomping with every step causing everything loose in his room to shake.

Jung sat down at his desk, feeling his chair almost break under him. He leant forward on his desk hearing it creak under his massive weight. Jung went to search but got a notification.

“Hey bro!! sorry I had to leave you disappointed, hope this helps” it was signed from the tech genie. Inside the email was a folder filled with photos. Jung clicked on it and saw at least 10 photos all of his knew body flexing in the mirror, the Djinn must have taken them when Jung wasn’t looking.

“god…I look so good” Junk thought to himself, his mouth began to drool and his hand found its way under the thin clothe barely covering his junk. Jung leant back in his chair hearing it creak like it was about to break under him. Jung started to jerk himself off, staring at the pictures of himself on the screen. Jung lifted his other arm next to him and flexed his bicep.

“fuck I’m big”