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“Brad!” Mr. Clemmons hummed from the lawn chair he was lounging on.

The bodybuilder swallowed nervously and stepped forward, his tiny speedo so small that his permanently hard cock started to poke out the top already.  “Yes, Sir?” Brad Rowe answered, standing nervously under the gaze of his master.

Mr. Clemmons waved his empty glass in front of the muscle man. “Get me another long island iced tea,” he yawned.

“Yes, Sir,” Brad said as he grabbed the empty glass and waddled inside the house towards the bar. His larger thighs kept rolling over one another, and his movement caused his cock to emerge fully from his tiny speedo that he was forced to wear all the time— not that he could see it. Brad’s pecs were so large that they formed a shelf from his chest, preventing him from seeing his lower body without the use of a mirror.

As he was making the drink for his master, Brad kept cursing to himself about how he’d managed to get himself into this situation. He’d received a notification on his Instagram, asking for a private flexing session. At first he was going to refuse until he saw that he was being offered some serious money. Unfortunately, once Brad showed up to Mr. Clemmons mansion, his life changed forever.

The formerly 235-lb. bodybuilder was now a walking musclemorph, with his over-inflated muscles making him top off at 307-lbs. Most of the muscle was concentrated in his bubble butt and huge muscletits, making him look curvy. Worst of all was his permanently erect cock, which made him feel horny all the time. No matter how much he hated his situation, he couldn’t help but lust after the older man who’d done this him. Brad hated every second of his new life, but couldn’t help but look forward to the times whenever Mr. Clemmons fucked him, his internal wiring reworked to make it so that he couldn’t cum without the older man’s cock inside of him.

Brad returned to the backyard, handing Mr. Clemmons his drink.  “Here you go, Sir,” he said.

Mr. Clemmons took a small sip and lowered his sunglasses.

Brad felt his inflated form waddle further into the middle of the backyard without his say-so, which was an unfortunate common occurrence here. He turned around and faced the older man, putting his hands on his waist and performed a front lat pose.  His hyper musculature bulged with power as he showed off his vast form, feeling a smile forcing itself onto his face.

“I know you like to show off for me,” Mr. Clemmons commented, a smirk deep on his face.  “Keep at it for a while and then you can finish with whatever’s on the barbecue. I think you have about fifteen minutes.”

Brad wanted to run and hide, his cock was painfully hard and bobbing in front of him as he maneuvered to perform a side chest pose. Through each pose and movement, he kept grinning and fought hard to ignore the tiny voice in the back of his head that begged to be fucked by Mr. Clemmons.

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[Photo from: twitter.com/viralsmorphs]

Brad huffed as he lifted up the bright pink barbell that weighed close to nothing. It was made of lightweight plastic and even though it was perfect size for him, it did absolutely nothing to help out his workouts.

“Hold that pose!” Matt ordered, his voice booming even though he was speaking at a normal register.

Brad, although he was cursing on the inside, forced a smile onto his face and made it look as if the Barbie prop was extremely heavy for him. The flash of the camera flickered and he tossed the plastic to the the floor of the hamster cage he was in.

Matt mock-frowned. “Aww, what’s wrong, Little Guy?” he teased.

Brad looked up at the guy who seemed more like a skyscraper from his new position. The seven inch tall bodybuilder just glared and fought with every fiber of his being not to say or do anything that would piss off his master. “Nothing,” he squeaked in his chipmunk sounding voice, having to shout just so that the giant could hear him.

“That’s what I thought,” Matt huffed. “Now get on the wheel so we can take some pictures of you doing cardio.” 

It wasn’t bad enough that Matt had shrank the formally 5’9’’ bodybuilder to just seven inches tall, but he forced him to live in a tiny hamster cage with lots of plastic toys that resembled workout equipment for dolls. He’d take pictures and post them on his blog, the followers taking enjoyment in seeing Brad being humiliated and treated like he was an insignificant rodent.

“C’mon!” Brad whined in his squeaky voice, already turning red at the thought of those embarrassing pictures floating around online.

The cage opened up and a massive hand reach inside and picked up Brad by the back of his shirt. 

Brad felt dizzy as the room whirred around him as he was lifted up, being brought up right in front of his master’s enormous face. “If you’re not gonna behave, then I suppose I could always flush you,” Matt taunted. He stomped through the house which looked like an entire town from Brad’s tiny perspective. He entered the bathroom and in a quick flick of his wrist, tossed Brad into the enormous porcelain toilet.

Brad spurted as he resurfaced, splashing around in the toilet water as he tried to stay afloat. He kicked his tiny legs wildly and swam to the edge of the bowl, panicking when there was nothing for him to get a grip onto to steady himself.

“Now,” Matt taunted again, his fingers grazing the toilet handle, “are you gonna be a good pet and listen?”

Brad’s heart raced in his shrunken chest and he eagerly nodded as he treaded the toilet water. “Yes!” he screamed, his throat growing hoarse as he used all of his power to make double sure the giant could hear him.

“Good,” Matt smiled, fishing him out and quickly running him under the faucet at the sink.

Brad gasped for breath as he rested in the hands of the giant man who was now in complete control of his life. He was a seven inch tall bodybuilder, completely at the whim of the dominant man who was bent on humiliating him due to his puny size.

Once he was back in the hamster cage, he scurried over to the wheel and immediately jumped on it.

Matt grinned as he took a picture of the shrunken bodybuilder running on the hamster wheel, still wet from being in the toilet. He couldn’t wait to post these pictures online along with a blurb describing what he’d had to do in order to get his pet Brad to cooperate.

Sometimes Mick felt a little bad about what he’d do. He would transform and mess with men every now and then, experimenting with a variety of victims. Guys who were jerks and needed to be taken down a peg, guys who were good Samaritans and deserved a reward, and some who were just minding their own business. It was the latter that was the most difficult to deal with. Still, whenever that urge to have fun rolled around, it was next to impossible to ignore it.

That just so happened to be the case as Mick relaxed in the sauna at the gym that he frequented. He had no idea who the two muscular men were who walked in after him, one in his mid-fifties while the other was in his early thirties. The way they chatted with one another made it sound like they were friends or at least work out buddies — the older one seemed to be more knowledgeable about workout plans and diets than the younger.

Mick smirked and stood up to leave the sauna, snapping his fingers as he exited the door.

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Adam sat on the sauna bench, enjoying how the hot steam relaxed his tense muscles after his strenuous workout. “Damn,” he huffed, rolling his neck to the side to pop it, “that kicked the crap out of me.”

The older man, Vlad, smirked and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I told you I can whip you into shape,” he chuckled. “We’ll have you contest-ready in no time.”

Adam was interested in getting into natural bodybuilding, and after searching online, had managed to find Vlad who was a certified personal trainer. The older guy had years of experience when it came to helping others bulk up to incredible sizes, so Adam was eager to hire him. Lo and behold, it was only his first session with the guy, and he was already feeling as if his muscles were on fire.

The two men talked about workout plans, not really noticing when the other gym patron left the sauna, snapping his fingers behind him. There was an odd electric feel to the thick, steamy air that passed as soon as it had come.

Adam massaged his already sore pectoral, winded from the workout his trainer had put him through. Still, the results were promising and he found himself incredibly excited for tomorrow’s workout. He glanced over at the older man.

“So, like, what’s the workout plan for tomorrow, Daddy?” he asked in a voice that sounded like it’d shot up several octaves, sounding comical coming from his bulky body. He jerked back in confusion and cleared his throat a couple times, wondering if the steam was just messing with it and making it sound weird; but that didn’t explain the odd inflections or why he’d referred to the older man as ‘Daddy’.

Even Vlad scrunched up his face in confusion, eying the younger man up and down. “I’m gonna work those tight glutes of yours, Babe,” he grunted, his voice sounding deeper and rougher than it had earlier. The older man’s eyes widened in shock at what had left his mouth and he scratched at his chest in wonder, wincing when he felt much more hair on it than usual. 

Sure enough, when he looked down at himself, his chiseled chest was covered in dense salt-and-pepper colored hair. What shocked him the most was that his nipples had seemingly inflated, sticking out of the hairy forest by at least half and inch.

“Damn, Boy, Daddy’s nips have gotten so big for ya to suck on,” he heard himself playfully growl, blood draining from his face at his words.

Adam shot to his feet in a panic, his heart racing in his chest. “Daddy, like, what is even happening to us?” he twittered, waving his hands effeminately as he began to fret. He had no idea why he or Vlad were speaking so differently and he began to wonder if it was the steam that was affecting their brains. “Like, maybe this steam is fucking with our heads?”

The two men rushed out of the steam room and stood out in the vacant locker room, both of them panting from a mixture of the heat from the sauna and from the trepidation that filled their worried bodies.

It took them both a second to realize that in their hurry to get out of the sauna and catch their breath, they didn’t notice that they were standing uncomfortably close to one another: Vlad had his buff arm wrapped around Adam’s waist, the latter resting one of his hands on the the former’s hairier chest.

Both men took a quick step away from one another, blushing furiously. Neither of them wanted to admit that they wanted to step closer though, opting to look anywhere but at the other.

Adam took a nervous breath and readied himself to see if all the weirdness really was just due to the steam. “So, like, that was suuuuper weird,” he said, his heart falling at the words that left his mouth.

At the worried look that crossed over Adam’s features, Vlad felt an unknown protective surge inside of him, and he stepped forward and enveloped the smaller man in his arms. He was shocked by his actions, having never held another man so intimately before, but he couldn’t deny that he liked it. “Relax, Baby,” he said. “Let’s go home and figure this out.”

Adam was so focused on how much he loved to have his face shoved in the older man’s hairy chest that he didn’t register that, somehow, the two men knew that they lived together. He nodded and reluctantly pulled himself away from the older man. “Like, that sounds like a great idea, Daddy,” he muttered, pausing when he looked at the other man, staring straight ahead to only see Vlad’s clavicles. “Oh em gee! I, like, totally shrunk!”

When they’d started their workout this morning, Adam had actually been taller than Vlad by at least two inches, but now that he looked at the older man, he realized that he was now the shorter of the two. In his panic, he let his towel fall to the ground.

Vlad winced and fought the lust that ran throughout his hairy body as he stared at the naked man before him. He felt himself lick his lips hungrily as he looked at his younger companion’s bulging pecs and chiseled abs, running his gaze downward to the the two-inch nub that poked out above a set of balls that resembled cherry tomatoes.

“Oh shit,” he grunted. “Babe, please don’t panic, but I think I’m gonna have a lot more fun with your ass than your cock.”

“Like, what are you talking about?” Adam asked, cocking his eyebrow. He looked down at himself in confusion. When he saw his shrunken equipment, he let out a loud shriek of terror. “Like, what happened to my nub?!” He stomped his foot in frustration. “My nub! No, my nub! Fuck me! I don’t have a nub, I have a c-c- NUB!”

“Relax, Babe, you’re gettin’ all worked up,” Vlad said in a calm voice. “Daddy will take care of everything.”

“That’s, like, totally easy for you to say!” Adam spat, putting both of his hands on his hips as he talked. “I, like, get stuck with this puny nub, while you get a big, juicy cock!” He gestured forward at the older man.

Vlad glanced down and nearly fainted when he saw the large tent in his towel. He quickly tossed the cloth to the floor and stared wide-eyed at the foot long cock that was as large as a beer can and balls that were as big as oranges. It waved wildly in front of him and leaked precum the more he looked at the smaller (in both senses of the word) man.

“Daddy, like what happened to us?” Adam panicked, his pathetic nub throbbing with want the more he stared at the older man. “Like, why am I sooooo horny right now?”

Vlad wanted nothing more than to figure out what was wrong too so that they could fix it and return to their normal relationship as trainer and client. However, deep down, the new feelings inside of him made it so that a part of him really didn’t want to go back. “Daddy will take care of that for ya, Babe,” he cooed, walking forward and wrapping his arms around the younger stud affectionately. He bent down and began to kiss up the panicked man’s jawline.

Adam was overcome with such a surge of lust and love for the older man who he called ‘Daddy’, and before he could register what was happening, the two of them were making out in the locker room. The two men felt one another up and it wasn’t long before Vlad was on his back and Adam was bouncing on his cock, grasping both of the older man’s inflated nipples. The two of them heatedly made love in the locker room, being known as the gym’s cutest couple from then on.