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Wish Granted: Eyecandy

written by tfanonymous90

Tess was annoyed. Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she was furious. As she looked out the window, she wished that she could have a hot new guy to show look at. She then went into the shower, not knowing the genie appeared outside her window, and found Tess’s sister downstairs. Julie felt a strange heat coming from her body. Suddenly, Julie’s feet began to breakthrough her shoes, as they grew and expanded. Julie looked down to see her feet getting longer and wider. Her shoes destroyed, as her feet looked hairy and manly. Her body was on fire, as her legs followed getting longer and swelling with muscle. Julie grunted, as her pants began to rip. Her calves and thighs thickened, as hairs sprouted up her larger legs. Her torso began to crack, as it began to swell with muscle. Her arms began to lengthen, as her biceps and forearms began to pulsate and bulge. Julie’s eyes widened, as she watched her hands get larger and thicken. They began to get rougher and manlier, as her hair began to recede into his head. His shirt began to rip from his swelling torso. His back and shoulders widened and broadened, as his shirt began to rip apart. His breasts were engulfed by his swelling muscle, as dark hairs began to sprout and fan out on his chest. His stomach hardened, as he felt a kick in his crotch. A giant bulge began to form between his massive legs. He used his giant hand to feel his new manhood, as he let out a deep grunt. His neck thickened, as his face began to age and change. His jawline squared, as stubble thickened on his face. His features broadened, as his hair finished receding. Brady let out another deep grunt, as his shredded clothes vanished. Shirts appeared on his muscular frame, as his changes stopped. Brady looked in the mirror at his massive body. He was 6’3 and looked down at his giant hands and size 14 feet. He was so big and strong. He began to think about the landscaping in the yard he walked into. He began to see various equipment scattered throughout the yard, as he remembered he needed to do this house next. Tess looked outside the window to see a muscular man doing his work. She had no idea where this man came from, but after she was just dumped she didn’t mind watching the show from her bedroom.

I hated going back home especially when that Swap Satellite hit my hometown. My sister was hit by it and when she came back she was this hunk of a man. At first she was the same with being meek and somewhat of a pushover but as time passed she got more assertive and dominant showing off her body and newfound strength and comparing herself to my dad and I. 

Lately she’s been bringing men over and is always loud when they go to her room and we can’t do anything about it since she now more or less owns the house. I do hope she snaps out of it and calms down.

One should truly be faithful to one partner at a time. I know I’m handsome and quite manly so I tend to get many girls to my side and in bed. This however would bring me misery especially when the swap satellite hit my area and just the time where my trio of girlfriends knew of each other, who the heck would place a women's salon to a gym.

So now Abigail, Marie and Tanya all confronted me with their now imposing bodies which was way bigger than me in height and muscles. Weird thing is that they didn’t “break-up” with me but made me their servant till they’re satisfied I guess

Superman + Ugolnikov + Lins

Gift That Keeps Giving

“So… how does it feel?” Kamal asked the man in front of him as he adjusted the sleeve of his jersey. The handsome man stayed quiet as he continued to bounce around in place, seemingly trying to get comfortable in his own skin. 

Kamal couldn’t help but admire the man’s well groomed appearance; from his perfect beard to the stylish haircut, Kamal was already fantasizing what it would be like to see that handsome face from underneath him as he jackhammered his ass into submission. He could already hear him begging him to go harder between moans. He knew the jersey would have to stay on during sex to avoid the transformation reverting back, but Kamal accepted it as a fair trade off if it meant he got to fuck a hunk of a man every night from there on. 

Kamal had his doubts that the enchanted jersey would work, but he went ahead and took a chance on it. He blew well over a thousand dollars to get it from a back alley exchange. 

That was the hardest part of Kamal’s plan, as he knew the rest would be smooth sailing from there on. His girlfriend Aisha was ecstatic when he came home with the black jersey in hand. He had told her that he wanted to go out to a game with her instead of his bros for once. She was so delighted that she accepted and donned the jersey without a second thought. 

The changes were gradual at first. Aisha’s voice kept cracking as it deepened, she noticed her shaved body hair was growing back faster than before, her once sharp, witty mind had dumbed down to slang and dick jokes, and her body shape had lost its feminine curves before she even realized it had happened! Soon enough, she had completely transformed into a man, Kamal smiling all the while as he watched it happen.

“Bro! Why are we just standing here!? Let’s go!” the former Aisha said to Kamal with a voice as deep and smooth as the ocean. 

Kamal smirked as he trailed behind his new boyfriend. Feeling mischievous, Kamal gave him a nice smack on the ass and cupped his cheek for a moment. Given that they were in public, the hunk acted like he was mad and pushed Kamal’s hand away. But deep down, as Aisha’s feelings for Kamal stayed the same despite the total body transformation, he wished Kamal had smacked him harder. It was then he knew how foreplay would go later that same night. 

SpyWatch Epilogue: A Big Beginning

1 Day Later

“He’s waking up. Cal? Can you hear me?”

Cal slowly blinked awake, seeing the inside of the his own bedroom and the silhouette of Leo against the internal lighting.

“Leo? Wow… you look like an angel right now?” Cal mumbled drearily, his voice coming out slow and low.

“That’s him alright,” Milan laughed. Cal slowly turned his head and could see the agent sitting on a nearby chair. The more he blinked the more he could make out his new surroundings.

“What hap-“ Cal coughs to clear his throat. “What happened?” However, the voice came out strangely low still.

“Relax Cal, the doctors say that you’re still recovering. Um… fuck. I’m not even sure where to start.” Leo said smiling at Cal and holding his hand. Though as he did so Cal felt strange, his fingers grasping around Leo were… thick?

“Well, we’ll start with good news! In fact, it’s all good news!” Milan began. “First, we successfully arrested Ramiz. The stunt you and Phillis pulled worked! The ring is destroyed and… well there were 0 casualties from the incident. 1 major injury though. Namely you.”

Cal let out a low laugh. “Thanks Milan… Wait! I remember now! Ramiz shot me! I was losing blood! I… I… activated the emergency contingency protocol! That means I….” Cal began gruffly. “Can I… see a mirror?”

Leo looked to Milan as if seeking approval. The uncertainty on the jock’s eyes wasn’t something Cal was used to seeing as he feared the worse. Milan simply nodded and handed Cal a small mirror.

Reflected back was the face of the Pheromones template body. The large burly frame, bushy beard, and hairy face stared back at Cal in complete surprise.

“I…. I can’t believe it. It worked…. Wow… I… just…. It’s gonna take a second…” Cal trailed off in awe of his huge new form. Everything felt so much heavier and… stronger too.

Milan patted him on the back. “Take your time. Took a while for me to wrap my head around it too. After Phillis explained to me what that feature of the watch could do, I have to say I’m glad you tried to walk me through it to me earlier. Between the two descriptions you both provided I wager this watch saved your own life by giving you the body of one of the templates.”

Cal quickly examined his watch, and he was surprised and relieved to see his original form amongst the different templates to choose from. As he cycled through the templates, he found his hand absent mindedly rubbing his new bulging stomach. He blushed a bit at first but noticed Leo watching as well and soon rubbing Cal in the same area.

“I know this is a lot to take in,” Leo offered soothingly. “They say you’re about 15 years older now physically, but honestly in great health… and I just want you to know… what we said to each other on the beach… I still mean it.” The two gripped each other’s hands even tighter. Neither expected them match each other’s firm grasp, but when they realized it, they only smiled.

“It’s… gonna take some time getting used to well… all of this,” Cal gestured to his bulging body. “I feel so hairy and heavy. I don’t think my normal cheap razor could cut through this thick beard.” His hand began to glide through the dense collection of bristles that surrounded his jaw.

“I mean… I wouldn’t mind if you kept the beard. I mean only if you were ok with it. It’s your body after all.” Leo blushed.

That last notion filled Cal with some sense of pride. Despite everything that happened he was alive, no one was hurt, and he’d gotten the courage to ask Leo out. This big body may have not been his first choice, but the longer he’d been in it the more it felt… right. And it helped that Leo was certainly enjoying his new form.

Soon he found himself enjoying his new body. His beefy arms flexed with some definite thickness, but also some undeniable strength, and when Leo helped him up to his feet, he was surprised that he now met the burly jock eye to eye.

“Are we the same height now?” Cal gaped at himself and Leo with surprised.

“I think we are. Or at least very close, though I think I’m still a bit taller,” Leo smirked.

“Ha… we could be one of those couples that shares clothes,” Cal joked hoping he wasn’t moving too fast.

“With a stomach like that I don’t think so! Not to mention that ass of your is perfectly huge!” Leo smiled, loving any excuse to admire Cal further.

The two were so smitten when Cal realized, “Wait. I don’t remember the Pheromones Template being this… this… strong or tall. I mean sure he was bigger than me, but not this big.”

“Oh right, more news.” Milan said hitting his forehead. “So, remember when Phillis broke the ring? She said it emitted a whole bunch of latent radiation that restored the victims of their stolen attributes. However, that energy was still emanating when you activated the contingency protocol… and it sort of spread some of those attributes Ramiz had collected more… let’s say concentrated to some of the people nearby. He’d spent years collecting aspects of the most attractive men. Leo here got a little buffer, I got a little taller, and Phillis well she-“

Soon Cal’s door opened and they saw a large handsome man enter. He wore a tight tank top, that showed off his huge muscles. His darker how was cut short and styled, though he had a familiar sternness to him “Oh you’re awake Cal, I hope Milan’s debriefed you.”

“I was almost done Phillis hold on.” Milan justified.

“That’s Phillis?” Cal gasped at the adonis of a man standing before him in some tight-fitting clothes.

“Yes it’s me Cal. I got a large dose of the masculine energies Ramiz had collected, clearly. And I wasn’t the only one. Many very ordinary people were affected by these waves of changes.” Phillis explained. “Though we all had to make do with temporary clothing, given my current gym like attire.”

“I was getting to that!” Milan interjected. “Needless to say, that Phillis wasn’t the only one with drastic changes. There were some pretty nerdy guys who went to your university who sort of hulked out of their more modest attire. I hear they’ve started doing more workouts by the beach. Small families came out of that wave of changes mostly around the same age, male, and decidedly buff. It’s been an adjustment for a lot of different people.

“Wait. I just realized. How am I going to explain my new look to my family! To the school! I… I don’t have any identification or proof I’m who I say I am!” Cal panicked, realizing he sweats very quickly in this body.

“Relax Cal. That’s what I was taking care of just now,” Phillis handed Cal a small folder of information including a new driver’s license, birth certificate, and body statistical information. “Due to so many different parties becoming effected by the changes our agency took the liberty of providing new formal IDs to anyone effected by the events of yesterday. You should find everything you need to start your life after university in there.”

Cal took a moment to read through the info.

“So my name is the same. That’s good… but woah. My new date of birth is 1984! I’m 38!? And I’m 6’4 and weigh 285 lbs now!? Wait do I actually have size 15 feet too?” Cal hadn’t really notice but his feet, though far away given his new height, did look particularly big. He wiggled his toes and even noticed small tufts of hair over each toe.

“The age is an approximation. Your body  was hard light a few days ago, and it is now subject to the normal effects of organic aging. Everything else is a near exact measurement when we took a physical of you as you recovered. I forgot to list that shoe size is size 15 extra wide by the way. And also remember to read the section concerning your current state of health such as your high blood pressure, but I’m sure Leo wouldn’t mind helping you become more active.” Phillis smirked. It seemed that when the job was done she was a lot more playful and Milan smiled at her.

“Thanks you Phillis. And you two Milan. I can’t tell you how much this all means to me. As for school? Is it alright if I hold on to the watch? I know you must want to take it away after all the trouble it’s caused, but if I can still transform into myself I could at least finish my school year and graduate.” Cal offered.

“You hadn’t told him yet?” Phillis growled, now looking much more frightening.

“I said I was getting to it!” Milan retorted. “Cal, it was such a shame that a civilian like you, who had no contact with Ramiz, Phillis, or I prior to the events of today were effected by such an unknown catastrophe. It’s also a shame that a big piece of secret experimental tech was destroyed by Ramiz. Quite terrible indeed.”

“Milan? What are you talking about?” A confused Cal asked.

“He’s being funny.” Phillis said pushing Milan aside with ease as Cal was handed a newspaper. It read. “Local chemical spill effects  local patrons”

“The official story is that you and a bunch of others were effected by a completely odd and unforeseen water contamination issue. The watch, the ring, and any other strange tech has been reported as destroyed. People will also no longer be able to track the watch’s unique energy signature anymore after the latent radiation interacted with your watch. Oh and the watch itself is back to it’s original control settings.”

“Wait what!? I thought I cracked the code and learned control as Brain and that one driving template!” Cal complained remembering all the intense studying he did.

“You did! However, the energy from the ring essentially reset it to the condition we found it in, aside from the new ‘Cal’ template. You’ll still be able to transform, but with a certain percent chance to change into a template you didn’t intend to. And until you can reach the Brain template again, we don’t have the means to fix it.”

“Look at this way!” Milan said trying to give some good news. “You can still turn into yourself! Explain things to whoever you like and even go to school! But you’ll be back to being on timed transformations… so always have an exit strategy!”

With so much information coming at the not so young man Cal had to sit back down on his bed. The springs strained against his unfamiliar weight and it would now be a sound Cal would get used to.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’ll be with you every step of the way as these weird things keep coming up. I’ve got to say Cal, you’re certainly the most interesting guy I’ve ever had a crush on.” Leo admitted. This small confession made Cal’s paler complexion blush with affection. Without another thought they kissed.

1 Month later

“Congratulations to this year’s graduating class!”

The students all cheered as they tossed their caps in the air! Leo and Cal smiled at each other, holding hands as the celebrations began. Leo couldn’t hold back his excitement anymore as he scooped Cal into his arms and carried him into a passionate kiss! Cal’s slender tan skinned face was blushing all over as Leo’s barrage of kisses didn’t end.

“Leo! Ok! Ok! I get it. Happy graduation to you too!” Cal’s flustered face tried to say.

“Happy is an understatement. You managed to get through this last month in the most epic ways, I think it’s cause for celebration!” Leo grinned ear to ear, as he set Cal down. He enjoyed the small moments where he could still lift up his boyfriend like that.

“That’s a bit of an overstatement. I’m just glad I got the ecology club off the ground before I had to leave. So many more people are interested in cleaning the beach now that so many buff guys are hanging around there.” Cal admitted.

“And you’re forgetting how you managed to balance your classes with your new time limit and how brave you were coming out to your parents about us!” Leo corrected.

“To be fair telling my parents that I like guys was a lot less extreme than showing them that I’m now a 38 year old burly white guy… but also you made it all easy with how supportive you’ve been. Cal pulled on Leo’s tie, lowering the big jock into a sweet kiss. This one was longer and more passionate. Though it was cut off by a quick succession of beeping.

“Is that?” Leo began to ask.

“Fuck. I knew the speeches went too long!” Cal jumped releasing Leo.

“Got your way out?”

“Yeah! Side doors. Meet you at the beach!” Cal called as he ran through the crowd of celebrating collegiates.

With each beep Cal could feel his graduation robes getting tighter and tighter. With each steps he could feel one of his favorite dress shoes splitting at the laces with his feet nearly growing twice the size. His entire body was itching with hairs quickly growing in! Then once he got through the doors there was a big flash and Cal’s body emerged from the shredded remains of formal wear and graduation robes. The only thing still on his body was the graduation cap that he was quickly using to cover up his modesty as he waddled his way to the beach.

Leo arrived moments later with a bag as they reached the sandy shores, now dressed in more casual clothes. “I got your change of clothes right here! As well as a little surprise for today. Consider it a graduation present!” Leo smiled as he handed Cal the bag.

“Aw! Babe, you shouldn’t have. I didn’t even get you anything and- wait, why is the bag nearly empty. There’s just one thing in here… Leo! Did you get me a speedo? Where are the rest of my clothes!?” Cal bellowed, his new deeper voice carrying out over the waves.

“I wanted to have a beach date with you after graduation! Just you, me, and the place where all this craziness started and I began to see you more often!” Leo said proudly. “And your actual clothes are back at your place don’t worry.”

The two laughed as Cal pulled out the bright red XL speedo.

“Well… fine! But afterwards! We’re heading back to my room! For my clothes! And maybe more fun if the day goes well.” Cal teased. Leo had been so supportive of him accepting his new body and had been a large part in making Cal feel comfortable in his new skin. As Cal slid on the speedo It hugged his new body tight and showed off his big gut even more, but Cal felt proud and confident showing this much off.

“Alright, how’s it look?” Cal asked puffing out his chest.

“Perfect. Just like you.” Leo leaned in and the two kissed passionately, Cal’s large stomach pressed against Leo’s abs as he removed his shirt and pants to reveal his red shorts.

“Happy Pride Month Leo!” Cal said as the couple walked along the beach and into their new lives.

Gotta stay flexible if I still wanna win that contest says Briana now in the body of Sports star Jake. Everything changed when the Great Change happened and had swapped her into the body of a strong man good thing the guy is somewhat flexible and the contest she was entering will still be held. For now the toughest part for her is to adjust to her almost always stiff member that has a mind of its own.

Goals: Julián Arroyuelo

Someone somewhere wanted to create chaos with Chemical S6xC which causes change of ones body mostly of its gender.

Currently there was a fashion show being held in town and the culprit had spread the gas and people suddenly changed here and there. 

The people near and behind backstage were most affected since it was released at that location and the once beautiful women models had become epitome of masculinity whilst the opposite for men. 

The culprit was extremely pleased with what happened and recorded everything  especially how women burst out of their outfits while their body was being changed by the chemical

Old teacher Evelyn who was doing cardio was in the vicinity of the Swap Satellite when it happened. Imagine going from an average female to a younger alpha of a man, muscular and big all over and . . . well black. At home things were awkward with her husband having to go to bed with this hunk of a man, along with the awkward boners pointing towards him. Her son was having some fun seeing as he can go to the gym with someone he can look up to literally. Then there’s work. Once under the sea of people now he can view from his new height and people have to part or else get knocked to the side accidentally from bumping into him. Some people also go to him for counseling about being affected by the satellite. Overall things are going great especially how strong and youthful he had now become. Nowadays Evelyn shifted from cardio onto heavy weights seeing as he wants to set an example to her son and wanting to get bigger himself.

Chris Hester

Scent Of An Alpha

Hello there everyone, I hope you all are having a wonderful holiday season! This story was created specifically for @transformhim​ based on his requests for the Great Story Exchange of 2020. I hope you guys like the story and I hope it can give you some Christmas cheer in a not-so-cheerful time!

As I heard the knock of the door, I jumped up off the couch and rushed to the doorway. It was Christmas Eve and I had been waiting for weeks for my roommate’s present to show up. The present itself wasn’t something super expensive, but it something that I had heard my roommate Brian constantly talking about with his best friends for months now. Apparently, it was some sort of pheromone-infused cologne, which had given him the idea that along with his killer looks. The product itself promised that while using it, any user would find themselves completely irresistible to any woman they meet. I originally laughed at his interest in the product, since there was absolutely no way it would have worked. I had tried pheromone stuff as well to try and attract a guy, but it truly never worked and smelled awful. In fact, as a woman myself, Brian’s clamoring for a product to give him an edge with the ladies truly just made me less and less interested in him. Sure, Brian was definitely attractive, but the way he acted in public like a total douche truly made me despise him.

Brian and I had been best friends since elementary school as he was a sports star and I was always the head cheerleader for any sport he did. He had tried to make moves on me back in middle school, but I made it abundantly clear that he was not my type. However, Brian had no hard feelings and he began to treat me more like “one of the boys”, which surprisingly made me feel more comfortable instead of getting his wandering eyes anytime we chatted. We both got scholarships to the same school, so although I personally wasn’t a fan of the idea of living with a messy jock, it made economical sense to just get an apartment together and split the rent. Another plus to the situation is it saved us from having to deal with random creeps in a dorm.

Quickly opening the door, I grab the box from the delivery guy, sign for the package, and shut the door faster than the man could say a single word to me. After shutting the door and locking it behind me, I wedge the box between my arm and torso and head into the kitchen. Once near the counter, I quickly open the box and verify that it wasn’t damaged. “Insatiable: A Cologne to Bring Out Your Inner Alpha” was what I was greeted to once I ripped open the box. I laughed as I read it out loud, thinking about how stupid this item is. “Women don’t care about how you smell” I said, continuing to smile at the stupidity of this item. “They care about how you treat them and how compatible you are with each other” I continued with an eye roll and slight chuckle.

Continuing to make sure it wasn’t damaged, I opened the packaging and pulled out the rectangular glass bottle. Of course, to make sure that this product was clearly for men, it was a rigid and angular bottle. I continued to examine it and think about how it must smell. Curious about it, I decided to try it out and get a head start getting used to how bad the apartment is going to smell once Brian begins to wear it whenever he goes out on the town. I press down on the nozzle and I soon find that my curiosity has punished me as my nose was instantly hit with the scent of cedar trees and complete BO. Given how potent and strong it was, I wouldn’t have been surprised if the cologne company just rung out sweaty socks into a bottle and called it a day. I gagged and held my breath while I rapidly fanned my dainty manicured hand away from my face to get the foul odor spread elsewhere.

However, as I waved my hand, I noticed that these dark clouds of cologne were not dissipating and  moving away from me. In fact, it was moving in tandem with my shaking hands like it was glued to them somehow. Squinting to look through the cloud, I begin to feel a vibrating sensation as I watched my hands begin to bulge out. I couldn’t see clearly, but I could feel them growing wider and thicker through the heavy cloud. They were certainly no longer the well-manicured hands of a woman as I watched the red nail polish chip away until my nails were completely bare. Instead, they had grown larger and more callused as they took on the appearance of someone like my father, the definitely of a “working man”. I gasp upon closer inspection as I watched dark hair began to appear more and more prominently on my hands as well. The hair continued to spread up from my knuckles and up my hand as the cloud of smoke finally began to move along with it.

I cried out in shock as I watched the cloud suddenly begin to creep up each arm. My light toned arms began to bulk up as my forearms bulged out and my biceps grew larger and thicker than the lightly toned build that years of yoga had given me. Along with that, I watched as that dark hair continued to grow up my arms and my veins begin to appear more prominently along my forearms.

As the clouds moved up my now-thicker shoulders, they finally began to merge once more as the singular thicker cloud began to move down my torso. Confused and also afraid of what was about to happen, I quickly took off my shirt and bra as I ran into the mirror and watched the changes unfold. I gasped in shock as I began to feel a rough pull in my chest. Looking down, I watched as my once-prominent breasts quickly melted away. As they slowly receded, I watched as my wider nipples also began to shrink as well into smaller more masculine ones. After a moment, I waited before finally moving my hands towards them. As the cloud began to move down, I took the opportunity to look at my new chest. Upon inspection, I realized that it had slowly reformed into a set of fledgling yet still impressive pectorals. Lifting up my arms, I also began to look at the thick pelt of armpit hair now pushing out from my armpits. I tilt my head in and gingerly sniff them, gagging in disgust as I take in the new scent. As I smell it, I begin to recognize it as the potent smell of that cologne. The level of odor permeating from my pits makes it seem as if I had directly sprayed them with the nasty cologne, yet I know that I didn’t. Finally beginning to understand that this cologne is somehow turning me into a man, I groan as I start to think about just how naturally sweaty I’m about to become. My mind immediately thinks about any future workouts I’m going to have and I mentally begin to grasp the idea of having to lather on several layers of deodorant just to stay ahead of my sweaty pits. However, my wandering thoughts about my armpits quickly disappears as I watch the cloud move farther down my body. As it gets closer to my waist, I begin to fear for the upcoming changes to my sexual anatomy.

As my mind continued to grapple with the concept of having a dick, the cloud wasted no time as it continued moving down my body. A slight outward tug along the sides of my torso informed me that my once-hourglass figure was melting away as a new masculine form emerged. A searing pain on the side of my body also causes me to turn and investigate the source with the mirror. I gasp in shock as I look at the new tattoos that have just suddenly appeared on the side of my body. What once used to be a simple toned stomach now had changed as well. My stomach rolled in discomfort as the cloud continued to change my body. With each stomach rumble, I watched as abdominal muscles suddenly formed into existence one-by-one until I had a complete set of abs. I let out a little chuckle as I watched a V (which Brian had told me was the male equivalent of a female’s thigh gap) suddenly emerge on my lower torso as the cloud now firmly stopped around my crotch.

Both curious and scared at the events about to unfold, I dropped my shorts and underwear as I stared at my vagina for the last time. Within no time, I feel an inner tugging emerge from within my vaginal cavity. The tugging lasts for several moments as I watch a tiny nub of a cock head suddenly pop out of my tight slit. This tugging continues, but without any added pain, as the head continues to push forward and bring with it the shaft of my new cock. Inch-by-inch, I watch as it births itself from my anatomy until a thick 5-inch soft cock now slumps downward from my still partially female anatomy. Suddenly, I feel myself go light-headed as I feel a deep tug continue downward. Looking down, I watch as a ball sac slowly slides out of my shrinking slit. I grunt in a bit of discomfort as I feel my two testes push through the smaller slit and drop into my new ball sac. Now finished forming, my male anatomy becomes permanent as I feel my slit permanently close and disappear from existence.

Still a bit afraid of my new cock, I decide against touching it for the time being as the cloud continues down my legs. My curvy yet dainty legs slowly begin to change as well. I watch as the curves begin to fade as more angular muscles over-take and turn them into heavily muscular legs. My eyes continue to stare as the black hair returns and runs down my legs. My thighs, now muscular and incredibly hairy, are a far cry from the curvy yet firm feminine set I had less than 10 minutes prior. My calves bulge out as the muscles of a frequent runner emerge and grow incredibly hairy. Finally, I watch as the cloud reaches my feet as I can feel them grow more masculine. An obvious change occurs as I feel my feet grow a few inches, firmly making it so I can never fit into even my old tennis shoes anymore.

Quickly done with the feet, I watch in shock as the cloud rapidly slides up my body once more and now looks me directly into the face. I gasp and try to hold my breath as I watch it move towards me and engulf the last remnants of my old life. The tingle begins to radiate as I feel my hair begin to pull into my scalp. As I watch it move up my head, I stare at the darkening color begin to emerge from the tips and move up, consuming the bright blonde hair I once had. A baseball cap suddenly materializes and wraps around my head, completely covering my new hair. With no other distractions for me to look at, I’m left to stare helplessly as my eyebrows grow thicker and more prominent and my nose goes from dainty to wider and more angular. My lips grow more masculine as well as my lipstick fades away and my upper lip begins to lose its feminine shape. I continue to hold my breath, but I can tell soon that my attempts to not breath in the fumes will soon be futile if the changes last much longer. I move my hands towards my face and feel as facial hair begins to grow in. My chin grows less curved as a more angular shape emerges, completing my complete physical transformation into a man. Unable to hold my breath any longer, I’m forced to gasp for air and as a result, inhale a large puff of the thick cloud. As I breath it in, I begin to feel incredibly dizzy in my head. Trying to remain sane, I try to think about my old life and remind myself that I’m not a man and I used to be a woman 10 minutes prior. However, as I desperately try to search for any memories of my female life, I find myself drawing a blank. My confusion doesn’t last for long as memories begin to suddenly emerge to my consciousness. Thinking about them, I begin to remember my life and history of playing sports with my bro Brian. I begin to think about growing up, my first kiss with Cindy Wallace in 2nd grade, going on my first date when I was younger. Sleepovers I used to have at Brian’s house after our games also begin to appear in my head as I start to finally calm down. Unknown to me, each prominent memory changes to make me believe that I’ve always been a male. Instead of the name Natalie, the name Nate begins to come to mind anytime I think about myself and who I am. I try to fight it, but the calmness that these new memories provide doesn’t make me put up much of a fight as they overtake me and make me accept this new persona. As the changes begin to finalize, I grow lightheaded and my eyes suddenly close as I fall out of consciousness.

My eyes suddenly open and I feel as if I’m a brand new man. I stare at myself in the mirror and think about how hot I am. Unable to stop myself from my narcissistic self-image, I slide my hand into the pocket of my athletic shorts and pull out my cell phone. Quickly opening the camera, I take several pictures and quickly send them to some girls on Snapchat. I flex in the mirror as I think about how hot I truly am. My thoughts are interrupted as I begin to get constant dings as my eager classmates clamor to screenshot the photos and message me begging to take them out and give them a good time. I laugh thinking about it, it’s so amazing to be so irresistible. It’s especially funny thinking about how eager they are to get with me, even if it’s just for a quick fuck.

These thoughts are interrupted as a loud alarm begins to go off on my phone. I quickly turn it off and gasp as I look at the clock. Pissed at myself about being late, I scold myself and quickly throw on a pair of athletic sweatpants and a Nike shirt before heading out of the door. It’s Christmas Eve here, and me and my bro Brian were going to go bar-hopping to see if we can get each other some hookups and give ourselves a little Christmas cheer before we go work out tomorrow while the gyms are empty.

I’d ask for you to wish us luck, but I’m sure we’ll have no problem getting lucky…

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Stay Out Of The Men’s Restroom!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Understanding Each Other - Part I

Austin groaned as the bright morning light invaded his bedroom, hitting him directly in the eyes. With the slight burning growing hotter and hotter onto his face, he slowly opened his eyes in annoyance as he prepared to get up and fix the curtains. As he began to squirm in bed and prepare to get up, he grew slightly alarmed by what he was feeling. It had apparently been a rough night based on the dull discomfort that had spread all across his body. 

Despite his best attempts at trying to find a reason for this, he continued to come up with no theories. He hadn’t even had an intense workout last night, so something about this last night’s sleep had fucked him up more than the gym. In fact, it had been so bad that he had somehow flipped sides of the bed, now residing in the spot where his girlfriend of 5 years, Becca, usually sat. Finally sitting up completely, Austin absentmindedly brushed his hair away from his head as he pulled his feet off the side of the bed. “Wait... I don’t have long hair…” Austin thought to himself, his mind’s confusion being delayed from his body’s dazed nature.

Before Austin could force his hands to move up and try to remedy this new hair dilemma, his eyes darted towards the open doorway as the sound of the creaking wood floors startled him. As he looked towards the source of the sound, his eyes went wide as he found himself now looking directly at his own body. “Hey babe, sleep well?” his doppelganger stated, chuckling as the clone moved slowly towards the bed. “Huh? Wha- what’s going on?” Austin said, his mind breaking through the haziness finally. His eyes frantically searched around the room, growing increasingly more alert as he took in his surroundings.

Looking down, Austin’s surroundings quickly grew a lot more confusing as a set of perky breasts greeting him instead of the ripped pectorals that he usually had. “Holy shit!” Austin exclaimed, watching as his chest heaved with each breath, further showing off his new assets. In disbelief, the man moved his hands towards the foreign growths, watching in complete awe as a pair of thin, well-manicured hands quickly lifted up and moved towards his chest. 

“Hey, stop playing with my tits!” the hulking man said to Austin, revealing that his body was now being operated by his girlfriend. “You have to get up and get ready for the gym. I have a busy day planned for you...” Becca said, her now-husky voice echoing across the room. To Austin’s surprise, the newly-feminized man found his former voice quite intimidating. As the body-snatched man began to obey Becca’s order and awkwardly walk into the bathroom, he began to think about a lot of things. Firstly, he found himself incredibly uncomfortable with the swinging and bouncing sensations that his new breasts now gave. It was crazy to feel it with each passing step, so much so that Austin actually wished that he was wearing a bra to save himself from the feeling. As he crossed his hands across his bulging chest, Austin began to think back to the night before and the huge fight that he had had with Becca.

For the most part, the day prior had been a fairly normal day. Austin had woken up, did his live morning workout with his Instagram followers, and then had a hearty brunch. After that, he had headed off to the gym to both have a routine workout at the extremely popular gym in his area. As an aspiring fitness influencer, Austin was eager to build his following to hopefully create a career and help him become a bodybuilder. He had been pursuing this dream for 3 years now, so despite the fact that he had already gained thousands of followers, Austin was eager to grow his fanbase further and be the best he could possibly be. However, once he had finished his workout that had also doubled as an impromptu photoshoot and checked his phone, it was clear that Becca wasn’t as excited about his devotion to his brand. As he read the sea of texts, he saw Becca begging him to come home, accusing him of loving his body more than her and threatening to leave if he wasn’t home immediately. 

Despite his annoyance at the situation, he was desperate not to lose his girlfriend of 5 years, so he quickly entered the locker room, skipped his usual shower, grabbed his gym bag, and rushed home. Of course, the fighting didn’t stop upon his arrival, it only grew in intensity as Austin walked into the door. Becca herself was an aspiring influencer, but she angrily stated that she was able to find a balance between work and real life. As a result, she was especially angry towards her partner for pushing her to the side and allowing his work to completely overtake his life. In fact, he had been so consumed that they hadn’t fucked in over a month, which Becca was quick to point out as she angrily threw his workout clothes and gear across the room. “I wish you knew what it was like… having to sit around and wait for you to just show up whenever you feel like it…” Becca stated, the words staggered as she sat on the corner of the bed to catch her breath. 

Although he knew that Becca was right in regards to her complaints, Austin grew annoyed that she didn’t understand what he was trying to do. “Babe, I’m trying to build a career, something that can sustain both of us! I wish you knew what it was like to have the constant pressure to make it happen for us…” Austin said, his voice firm as he sat on the other corner of the bed and looked towards his girlfriend. As they continued to speak about their situation and how they both needed to work on themselves, they soon grew tired from the eventful day. With Austin wrapping his big arms around his girlfriend, they both quickly fell asleep, which ultimately led to this morning’s grand surprise for Austin.

Upon entering the bathroom, Austin gasped as the sight in front of him confirmed the worst possible scenario. Instead of seeing his hunky visage, the body of his girlfriend was instead staring back at him. “I’ll leave you to go get ready… I’m heading off to the other bathroom.” Becca quickly said as she slammed the door and lumbered off, her footsteps loud and booming despite her departure from the bedroom.

Now alone, Austin was completely speechless as he realized that there was really nothing he could do about his situation. Somehow, his body had been swapped with his girlfriend after their fight, and despite his shock and fear, his girlfriend was embracing it fully. The way she domineered him into that bathroom and told him to get ready showed that this swap wasn’t something that she was phased by. She was adamant about teaching him a lesson last night, and Austin thought that she had gotten her wish since he viewed this as the worst possible punishment.

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As Austin continued to stare into the mirror at his new body, Becca had found her way into the other bathroom and had the complete opposite reaction. Instead of shock and speechlessness, Becca was clearly enjoying herself. Upon shutting the door, she peeled off the tank top that Austin had fallen asleep on and revealed the godly physique that Becca had often found herself admiring in the bedroom. 

Smiling, Becca flexed in the mirror and felt her built body in complete amusement. She had always heard that her family was magically gifted, but she never figured that it was real. Despite her innate ability to win lotteries and random giveaways, the concept of being able to manifest anything she desired was something she never thought about. But during their fight last night, being riddled with anger and jealousy had led her to give into those innate powers and as she stared at the mirror, she found that the results were rather impressive. 

Now in the bulking body of her boyfriend, Becca knew that she was going to have a wild time as the aspiring bodybuilding influencer. She had seen how all of the girls (and even some of the guys) looked at her partner in the gym, so the thought of experiencing that for herself was incredibly erotic to think about. Plus, punishing Austin and teaching him a lesson was quite the added bonus for stealing his body. Reaching into the deep pockets of Austin’s shorts, Becca quickly fished out Austin’s phone and unlocked it. To celebrate her successful plan, the body-snatching girlfriend began to take quick photos in succession and admire her new physique.

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While Becca was enjoying herself in her boyfriend’s body, Austin was still freaking out at the body he was now residing in. Every move he made had led to some weird sensation that felt entirely different from his formerly solid frame. At his new shorter height, he had to jump to reach something on top of the cabinet, which inherently led to his new breasts jiggling wildly due to having no bra on. Sitting down onto the edge of the bathtub, Austin pouted and tried to hold back his tears as he felt such incredible loss. Not only had he lost his body, but he had also lost every aspect of his masculinity as well. Peeking down the front of his shorts, tears began to flow down his face as he caught sight of his new genitalia and the dick that he now lacked.

“This is a fucking nightmare…” Austin said, cringing as he heard the sound of his girlfriend’s voice coming out of his throat. Before he could do anything else, Austin jumped as a loud bang occurred onto the bathroom door. “Hey, you ready yet? We need to go do our workouts so I can take some pictures” he heard from the other side of the door. “It’s time for you to get a chance to know what it’s like to be me… Becca” his former voice said from the other side of the door, chuckling as his girlfriend called Austin by his new name. 

Extremely worried about his girlfriend’s apparent powers and not wanting to feel any more of her wrath, Austin quickly undressed, leaning down as he turned on the shower and let it begin to heat up. Standing back up from the bathtub and looking into the mirror, Austin caught sight of his new body nude: the curvy figure, the perky tits, and the dick-less crotch glaring back at him. His hands touched his breasts, grabbing onto them and feeling their heft in his hands. He hated the sensation of how they hung off his chest, despite the fact that his body shivered in pleasure as his hands grazed across his sensitive nipples. As the steam fogged up the mirror and his view of his new body, Austin’s gaze was broken, causing the man to quickly hop into the shower and begin to wash his new body.

With the mane of long hair, Austin was stunned (but not surprised) by just how much time it took to shampoo and condition it in comparison to his short, nearly shaved hairstyle. Despite his reservations, Austin eventually gave in and lathered the soap across his crotch and ass, which was an entirely new situation. Feeling the pillowy ass that he had so often grabbed onto and slapped in the bedroom now on his own body was very strange, but there was seemingly nothing he could do to combat that. Soldering on, he quickly washed himself off, twisting the knob and wrapping a towel around himself to begin drying off.

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Becca was also taking her own shower, but this was (of course) the opposite experience as Austin. Becca was smiling giddy when she completely undressed, watching as Austin’s impressive cock revealed itself. Grabbing onto it, Becca chuckled as she felt it pulsate in her hand, her new genitalia quickly growing harder and harder by the second. Austin’s body was in quite pristine condition, so it made it fairly enjoyable for his girlfriend to find herself in. Stepping into the shower, she chuckled as she struggled to navigate with her wider proportions, her wide biceps constantly banging against the side of the shower.

Washing her body was a breeze in comparison to her other form, especially due to her shorter hair and lack of lady bits. She lathered the body wash against her thick pectorals and ran her hand up and down the washboard abs she now possessed, giggling at just how buff she now was. Her hands moved further down, rubbing onto the wide legs that showcased a built form that would have no struggle running in a marathon. Finally, her hands moved further up as she grasped onto her new cock, the soap lathering up the thick and girthy genitalia. She moaned, surprised at just how good it felt stroking herself. Not wanting the feeling to stop, she continued to do it, noticing how similar yet different it felt in comparison to the other times she had given Austin hand jobs. To her dismay, the body swap had led to Becca becoming temporarily hypersensitive, as it only took a few more strokes before she reached climax and began to coat the shower with her seed. As she washed the mix of jizz and soap off of her impressive physique, she panted with deep breaths due to the shock of her first male ejaculation. “I could get used to that…” Becca said between exhales, smiling as she heard the husky voice of her boyfriend coming out of her mouth. With her wash completed, Becca turned the knob and grabbed onto her towel and wrapped it around her waist, no longer having to worry about having her breasts on full display.

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While drying off in the bedroom, Austin was startled by the sudden opening of the bedroom door. He watched as his buff body appeared in the doorway, straining to fit in it due to the wide muscles that his girlfriend now possessed. “You’re not ready yet?” Becca stated, a clear sense of agitation displayed with her voice as she walked into the room with swagger. 

For Austin, he remained in the corner of the bedroom, awkwardly holding the towel against his breasts and trying his best to navigate around them. Before he could ask his girlfriend for help, he gasped as Becca dropped her towel and revealed her new body in all of its glory. He shielded his eyes at first, shocked by the sudden reveal at seeing another man naked. However, thinking about how it’s really his body, he slowly lowered his hand and caught sight of his body from an outsider’s perspective. 

Staring at the thick biceps that adorned her arms, Austin began to admire his former physique from afar. His body looked so good, especially with a view like this. This revelation however only added to Austin’s sadness as he longed to be back in his rightful body and be able to look down and see his buff pectorals instead of the perky breasts he now had. Austin was essentially starstruck with his former body as he watched Becca get dressed and cover up that physique with some grey sweatpants and a blue tank top. “I wonder how easily she could pick me up and kiss me…” Austin thought, which caused him to shake his head in bewilderment. Why would he think something like that? Were these feminine hormones overtaking his mind and making him thirst that severely for his old body? 

Desperate to stop fantasizing about his own body, Austin turned away from Becca and dropped his towel. With his feminine body completely exposed, he quickly rummaged through Becca’s dresser drawers to find some clothes for his workout. He found a sports bra, which he quickly pulled up and over his head. He had some struggles at first, especially when it came to securing his tits into it. It was incredibly strange to manhandle his tits into the clothing, but it was a necessary evil to avoid any future bouncing during his workout. After pulling on a pair of panties that perfectly concealed his feminine genitalia, he began to search for the perfect garments to wear. 

Not wanting to draw too much attention to himself, he quickly pulled out a black tank top and some black yoga pants and pulled them onto his body. Although he enjoyed his fair share of tight clothing to show off his former body, the tightness of his new clothing was a different kind that only made him feel extremely self-conscious. It was strange feeling the tightness of the yoga pants, especially as they wrapped around the barren crotch he now possessed. After a little bit of a struggle, he finally finished pulling his clothes on and turned around to face his partner.

Looking towards Becca, Austin saw that his former body had sat on the edge of the bed by this point, staring at him struggling to get dressed. “You finally figured it out huh?” Becca said, chuckling a hearty chuckle as Austin awkwardly frowned. “How did this happen? Why am I stuck in your body?” Austin said, his words attempting to be devoid of any weak emotions. He was over this situation and just wanted to find himself back in the body that was rightfully his.

Figuring it was time to reveal the truth, Becca began to discuss her family’s history and her innate ability to manifest anything she says. “You couldn’t have just asked for tons of money and fame and saved all of this trouble?” Austin said once Becca ended her story, to which Becca replied “But that wouldn’t have taught you a lesson would it?”

In response, Austin walked over to his girlfriend and dropped onto her knees, resting her arms on Becca’s wide thighs. “Please change us back… I’ll do anything!” Austin stated, attempting to remain calm and find a solution to please his powerful girlfriend. “Anything huh?” Becca said, which elicited a head nod from her boyfriend. “Well, if you’re willing to do anything, I have a little bet for you. You decided to ignore me to help build your social media following, so let’s have you try and do that all over again. Except this time, you’ll have to do it as Becca instead…” she stated, chuckling as Austin’s jaw dropped.

“But babe, you barely use social media! This isn’t fair!” he said, groaning as he remembered his girlfriend’s general disinterest in social media. It was a struggle to even convince her to get an Instagram account so he could tag her on their anniversary photos, so the concept of having to build a following for her as fast as possible sounded quite daunting.

“Well, if you want your body so bad, you’ll have to find a way. I’ve set the ground rules, it’s just up to you to follow through with it. I personally don’t mind becoming Austin permanently…” Becca said, throwing up her arm and flexing, showcasing the insane stolen biceps that the former Austin had spent years growing.

“Alright, I’ll do it. If that’s what it takes, I’ll play by your rules. There’s no way that I’ll just accept this body as my own. I spent years on those muscles and I won’t let you take them away from me!” Austin said, his voice attempting to sound serious and to the point. However, due to Becca’s timid nature and voice, it failed to make a huge impact on the real Becca, who just continued to chuckle and flex. 

“Sounds like a deal then babe!” Becca said, leaning down to Austin and pulling him in for a kiss. To Becca, she wasn’t really affected by the kiss, only focusing on the fact that she still wanted to show that she loved Austin despite his behavior. The body switcher also wanted to make sure that Austin behaved, so she did that kiss to seal the deal. However, for Austin, this was quite the personal discovery. As Becca got up and walked towards the bathroom, Austin sat there in awe at what he was feeling.

Despite knowing that he was solely straight and the fact that Becca was in his body, Austin couldn’t deny that he felt incredibly turned on by Becca’s kiss. The scratch of his body’s facial hair felt incredible and feeling his former lips against his new ones was incredibly erotic. Was he not as straight as he once thought? Was this just the result of feminine hormones flooding his body and mind? He was incredibly alarmed and couldn’t do anything but ponder the ramifications this swap would have on him while his girlfriend was in the bathroom.

From the bathroom, Becca dropped her pants and quickly began to take a piss, chuckling at just how easy it was to go to the bathroom now. It was much easier than having to sit down and wipe every time. Now she could just shake her incredibly impressive dick and tuck it back into her pants with ease. Still feeling quite turned on by her new body, Becca flushed the toilet and moved towards the bathroom mirror. After pulling out Austin’s phone, she quickly took some more selfies, quickly picking her favorite and posting it onto her story for all of her followers with the caption: Gym Time! 💪 

After washing her hands and absentmindedly flexing a few more times, Becca peered out of the doorway and looked at her boyfriend. It looked as if he was staring off into space, so Becca’s booming voice spoke to break Austin out of his trance. “You ready to go to the gym princess?” she said, chuckling as she watched her boyfriend jolt back to reality and turn his head towards Becca, a clear look of annoyance spread across his face.

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Understanding Each Other - Part II

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TW: There is one scene involving groping in this story. It’s nothing too heavy, but I figured I’d rather to warn any readers just in case it’s not something you’d want to read about.

It had been a week since the magical abilities of Becca had swapped the bodies of herself and her boyfriend Austin. Despite Austin’s discomfort never fading after the unbelievable body swap, he had soon adopted the name of Becca just to keep himself from feeling like a huge freak.  Now in a woman’s body, it only increased Austin’s discomfort and anxiousness whenever Becca referred to him with the name that matched the body she was currently in. His discomfort was also not alleviated as he watched his girlfriend acclimate with ease to the new male body and life that she had. So, the step of adopting her new name was the easiest first step that Becca could come up with to try and adapt to being a woman. 

While she was constantly alarmed every morning waking up to a set of breasts, her panic would always ever increase as she would turn to her side and watch as Austin had his hands wrapped around his new dick and constantly jerked himself off. With an increased libido and a constant morning wood, it had become a ritual at this point for Becca to awaken to this very same sight. She had very clearly stated that she was not interested in having sex (especially due to now having a vagina), so she couldn’t really complain about him doing his new morning ritual. While there was a deep feeling of attraction towards her former body, Becca remained mentally strong and vowed to not give into temptation, especially because she feared the concept of having to pleasure her old body… especially if she ended up liking it.

This vow of not falling into temptation even continued to her own body, where Becca refused to attempt to pleasure herself or even feel up her new body. Strangely, that former attraction that she once had for this body had begun to be replaced with a new sort of appreciation. Rather than pure lust, she felt a weird sense of pride about having this bodacious body. Of course, once the first thought of this kind popped into her head, Becca quickly put her attention elsewhere to hide these thoughts.

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As his girlfriend began to stir awake next to him, the new Austin began to slow down his strokes in an attempt to not wake her. While this new habit of his had become a daily thing due to Becca refusing to do anything sexual with him, it somehow continued to send his girlfriend into a mental dilemma any time she caught him stroking off his new dick. Sure, he understood how weird it must be to watch your former body jerk off in front of you, but Austin had assumed that Becca would have adapted by now like he had.

His attempt at quieting down was in vain though, made apparent as his eyes peered down and watched as Becca turned towards him and began to open her eyes. Her eyes would dart between the pair of breasts that her eyes would first see and the rock hard cock emerging from the white sheets, culminating in a scream where she would jump out of the bed in shock. By this point though, Austin didn’t care to stop his self-pleasure anymore. He was incredibly horny, so if she wasn’t going to satisfy him, what’s the point in stopping for her?

Thinking about the swap and the new attraction he felt towards his old body, Austin wasn’t quite as freaked out as Becca was. Sure, it was strange feeling your new dick raging at the sight of your former body, but if he was going to be a man for the foreseeable future, he told himself that it’s just part of the territory of fitting in. As he watched Becca’s breasts bounce as she ran out and into the bathroom, Austin quickly reached climax and ejaculated, a thick load shooting out and covering his cobblestone abs and even reaching up to the bottom of his beefy pectorals.

Quickly wiping off his chest and throwing on a tank top, he walked over towards the bathroom and opened the door. Catching sight of his girlfriend on the floor shaking, he looked down at her and tried to his annoyance. “Babe, it’s ok. It’s all going to be all ok.” his husky voice said, which caused Becca to look up at him with her tear-stained eyes. “Alright, let’s get ready… We’ve got to head to the gym. You want to get this body back right?” Austin said, his face forming a smile to try and cheer up his girlfriend. 

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Looking up at her boyfriend, she felt saddened to know that his hulking body was once hers and now she was stuck in a body that felt like an eternal hell. Every morning she’d wake up with this new body and it never felt normal to her, as much as she wished it could happen. However, Austin was right. She wanted her body back and getting to the gym and taking videos and photos of her workouts was the only way she was going to get it back. “Thank you… Austin” Becca said, her voice cracking and body shivering as she was still not used to referring to her boyfriend with her former name. With a newfound determination to start the day, Becca and Austin quickly showered and headed off to the gym to start their workouts.

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After having yet another quick jerkoff session in the shower, Austin quickly got dried off, dressed, and ready for the gym. With Becca still learning to do her own makeup, it allowed Austin to sit on the couch and relax and turn on the television. He scrolled through the channels, his mind instructing him to put on the sports networks and watch highlights from several sports games from the night prior. Despite never being interested in the games prior to the swap, Austin now found himself completely enamored by the content. Who cares about the Real Housewives and network crime procedurals when nothing could compare to the thrill of watching live sports? It was a strange thought to pass through his head, which began to alarm the woman-turned-jock. Was her mind beginning to change to match the body she was now in? It was a worrisome concern, but Austin made a note to himself that if it got too bad, he could always swap them back before they lost all of their former personalities.

Breaking his train of thought, Becca quickly walked into the room, her body clad into an all-black workout outfit that only accentuated her body (despite her best attempts not to). “Holy shit babe, you look hot!” Austin said, his dick beginning to harden once more at the sight of his sexy girlfriend. Becca began to blush as she attempted to change the subject, asking if he was ready to go. Quickly hopping onto his feet, he grabbed the keys of his car and they made their way out of the apartment and drove to the gym.

As they both walked into the building, Austin quickly pulled Becca in for a peck on the lips as their paths diverged and they went about their workout. Now, for both individuals, the kiss was incredibly alluring and sexy to experience. Austin was turned on to feel the kiss of Becca’s soft lips and the scent of her sugary perfume while Becca was turned on by the scent of Austin’s cologne and the scratch of facial hair tickling her cheeks. Austin couldn’t help thinking about it as he walked over to the various machines and began to add weight that he never would have been able to lift in his former body. The thought of kissing Austin kept replaying in Becca’s mind as well as she walked towards a bench to begin working out. 

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While Austin was able to do grueling workouts that tested the limits of his new strength, Becca soon had to adapt to a new set of workouts to match her body. Rather than wanting to do the memorized workouts that would get her body incredibly buff, she aimed to get a nice and toned body instead that would hopefully make Becca more comfortable in her feminine skin. So, she aimed to do crunches, lunges, and a bunch of cardio to hopefully achieve that goal. 

Desperate to make her account super popular so she could win back her original body, Becca had begun to try and build up her social media presence with these workouts. Unfortunately, every attempt at a serious page devoted to sharing workout tips was failing in terms of likes and follows. With a newfound desperation, Becca was beginning to try any type of content to help build her popularity. Despite her uncomfortable feelings about her body, Becca took her best attempts at creating photos that would hopefully be deemed “sexy” enough to help build up her audience. Sure, it would most likely be horny men thirsting over body and girls wanting to shame her for showing off her body, but desperation was making Becca push all of those risks aside to make her famous and fast. 

To both Becca’s glee and dismay, the photos did their job and were quickly helping her skyrocket in followers. She had gone from a few hundred to over 10,000 throughout the past week, which was exactly what she wanted to be back in her manly form. If that rate of growth continued, Becca was sure that she would reach 100k followers and be back in her rightful body within a few months max! However, she couldn’t deny that, despite her annoyance, Austin’s influence was a big factor in her meteoric rise. She was appreciative, but she knew that Austin enjoyed the concept of being the knight in shining armor to help Becca grow in popularity. Plus, Austin was constantly talking about how “rock hard” those pictures made him, so Becca was sure that he was just sharing his girlfriend’s profile for bragging rights. Little did the sea of followers know that the imposter Austin was once the one residing in that feminine body...

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For Austin, there was newfound joy to working out in comparison to how he used to feel about it. In his former body, he only did it to grow closer to his partner since he loved it so much. However, now in this buff body, Austin could understand the appeal. It was an incredible turn-on to watch him push his body to the extreme, showcasing strength and skill that far surpassed his former body. It also didn’t help that his sea of followers ate up any content that he gave them, which only built his ego up more. It would take less than 5 minutes before his posts had reached thousands of likes and several comments from both men and women thirsting for him. He understood the appeal of a body like this and he reveled in it. Videos of him working out and pushing his body to the max were incredibly popular for his social media accounts, leading to several guys wishing to learn his secrets and get his help to get a body like that. If that trend continued, it seemed entirely possible that Austin could finally start that training program that “he” had so often dreamt of creating. 

While he got tons of love from online, he also got a fair share of wandering eyes and lustful stares in real life. Every time he came to the gym and worked out, he would catch several women checking him out and staring at the muscular hunk as he passed through each machine. Knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, Austin began to play towards those women with the grunts and stares that he gave them as he worked out. He knew that Becca saw him, but he didn’t care and it seemed like she didn’t either based on her constantly photographing herself. He was the king of the gym and every man, woman, and child deserved to know that. The gym was unleashing a cockiness that he had never believed was possible, but he still welcomed it. 

Of course, while he loved playing towards the several women looking at him, his eyes only wandered and explored the vision of his girlfriend’s body. Staring off as he continued to workout, he watched as Becca did sets of lunges, interspersed with her setting an automatic timer to take photos of her workouts. It’s no surprise that the sight quickly left Austin’s dick throbbing, but it also set off a little bit of sadness for Austin. He saw how much Becca showed off her body for her followers, but he wished that she would truly have the same sort of body empowerment that she exudes on camera in real life. He just really wished that she would just try to make the best of the situation. He understood that she wished to have her body back, but the body she currently had was quite a good alternative to have. Sure, adapting to the new gender is quite a mindfuck, but after a few days, Austin was able to adapt with ease. If Becca could just learn to let loose a little and stop being so uptight, Austin was sure that life wouldn’t be as miserable as she felt it was.

After finishing up their gym session and heading home, Austin picked up his mail and quickly flipped through the sea of letters he got. However, as he grabbed onto one envelope, his mouth formed a grin as he opened up a letter and read the contents. After they first swapped bodies, Austin figured that the best bet to help them both build connections in their new bodies and also have a vacation was to sign up for a fitness retreat. Sure, it was quite expensive, but Austin was willing to take the financial hit in hopes that it could help Becca let loose and have some fun for once. 

Opening up the letter, two guest pass badges fell out of the envelope and into his callused hands as he headed off to inform Becca about the trip. After informing her about the surprise trip, Austin was surprised to find his girlfriend furious and angrily screaming about the monetary cost and how dumb it was to waste money on that. Even as Austin tried to tell her that he assumed it would help her relax and feel better about her new body, Becca was still angry at the concept. This argument lasted throughout the night as they bickered back and forth for hours. However, to Austin’s surprise, just as they were about to pass out and fall asleep, he heard Becca whisper “Fine, I’ll go” before falling into a snoring fit. Smiling with glee, he fell asleep and prepared to head out the next morning.

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As Becca woke up and began to look around the room, the man-turned-woman was shocked to find that her bags were already packed by Austin, who was already loading up the car and preparing to head out. Despite it being 7 AM, the hunk had already found a way to get showered and pack everything while Becca was sleeping. With nothing else to do except get ready, Becca quickly showered and prepared for the trip. After putting on the pair of clothes that Austin set out for her, they hopped in the car and headed off towards the sand and the sea.

Upon their arrival at the hotel, Austin was eager to begin the relaxing weekend to try and help his girlfriend grow more comfortable. As they passed through the entrance and saw the hotel’s pool though, Austin’s mind went to a standstill as he began to think about his followers and their desire to know what he’s up to. Looking towards Becca, Austin asked for the couple to take a photo together to share their arrival at the retreat. Still uncomfortable to be in a photo with her former body, Becca refused the offer and opted to take the photo instead. Looking for a prop, Austin quickly peeled off his shirt and grabbed onto a life preserver and posed for the camera. Despite the hilarious aspect of him holding a life preserver with no experience at lifeguarding, Becca couldn’t help but feel an intense pang of desire flood her body as she took several photos. The look on Austin’s face displayed an intense and intimidating visage that made Becca shiver in lust. Not wanting to give in to these desires though, Becca quickly handed the phone back and began to make her way towards their room. 

Once they were in the room, Austin and Becca began to discuss what to do first on their weekend getaway. Upon suggesting going to the beach, Austin remembered Becca’s dilemma with her new body. Knowing that she would probably be uncomfortable with wearing a bathing suit in public at a popular beach first, Austin offered up a trial run to the hotel’s hot tub to try and help her grow comfortable. As Becca pulled out the brown bikini, she rolled her eyes and agreed to Austin’s suggestion. Heading into the bathroom, she tried to mentally prepare herself to be exposed in such little clothing. Quickly undressing, she pulled on the bikini, which surprisingly fit her body like a glove. However, this surprise only increased her anxiety to be in such revealing clothing.

Heading back into the bedroom, she glanced as Austin was in the process of putting on his swimsuit, his pert and defined ass bulging out as he pulled the fabric up and over his posterior. Turning around and catching a sight at Becca, Austin smiled and complimented her on her gorgeous form. “Wow, that looks amazing Becca! I knew that would look great on you!” he said, which caused Becca to blush at the glowing compliment from her boyfriend.

As they took the elevator down and walked to the outdoor hot tub, Becca was surprised to find those anxious nerves that usually consumed her psyche fading away. Walking out of the hotel and into the summer heat with Austin holding her hand, Becca felt surprisingly calm. Despite the revealing nature of the bikini causing the stares of several men in the hotel lobby, Becca felt that weird sense of pride re-emerge. Based on the looks of the men she saw, it was clear that she had a great body. Why should she constantly deny what Austin constantly compliments her about when the sights from those men only provide more evidence of him being correct. She had a rocking body and she was able to get the attention of anyone she desired. It was just like how she was used to getting that attention from the bulky physique from her former body. Those built muscles caused everyone to stare, much like the stares she receives now. The only difference is that the attention shifted from defined edges and angular shapes to the soft curves she now possessed. For the first time, as she walked down the stairs and into the hot tub, a smile began to emerge onto her face.

Looking at his girlfriend, a smile soon began to emerge on Austin’s face as well as he finally saw Becca begin to feel better. It was a long time coming, but it seemed like this vacation was just what she needed! He watched as her eyes looked around the pool, staring at the various men giving sensual glares at her. Much to his surprise, he watched as she leaned back and got her hair wet, her chest bulging out as if to tease the men (even if unintentionally). 

Not wanting to be outdone, Austin soon began to flex and show off his body, watching as the sea of people on the patio and hot tub were splitting their attention between the curvy Becca and the hunky Austin. It was incredibly hot to watch them both embrace their new bodies, Becca’s hands running down her sides for the first time while Austin kept flexing and sent several women and even some guys into a lustful state.

After both individuals enjoyed feeling the bubbling jets of the hot tub and showing off their bodies, they both soon called it quits and exited the hot tub as they began to make a beeline right to the beach. The fitness retreat was already underway and both Becca and Austin had now found excitement for what the retreat could offer them. However, both of their interests differed so just like their gym ritual, they quickly split off to do their own thing. While Becca was just wanting to explore the beach and maybe take some photos for her IG, Austin was looking to connect with some bigger fitness personalities to try and find a way to build his brand and turn it into a full career.

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As Becca sat down onto the hot sand and felt it coat her supple ass, Becca stared out at the waves crashing onto the shore and the tons of fit individuals playing volleyball and jogging on the beach. Feeling the coastal winds blowing her hair around, a sense of peace and tranquility began to overtake Becca’s mind. The sounds of the sea were soothing and only pushed her further towards accepting life and not stressing over everything. She was going to get her body back eventually, but given that it was going to take months, she thought she might as well try to enjoy those months before she goes back to being the chiseled hunk of man she once was. Maybe she should give in and embrace the new levels of romance that were emerging in this relationship... Becca smiled as she thought about Austin’s thoughtful gift of this surprise trip. She knew that this was beneficial for both of them, but this was exactly what the real Becca had been complaining about before the swap. The real Austin was never able to find a balance between fitness and the relationship, but the new Austin was seemingly doing it with ease. “Maybe this wasn’t as bad as I thought...” Becca thought as she laid down, closed her eyes and began to soak up all of the sun’s rays. 

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Meanwhile, Austin walked around the crowded beach, he caught sight of several huge influencers that the real Austin used to spend so much time talking about. He wished to have the same sort of career trajectory as these guys, so Austin assumed it was a good idea to try and introduce himself. To his surprise, the guys were incredibly calm and nice, complimenting him on his godly physique. Austin of course returned the compliments, specifying a part of their body that Austin wished he could have like their wide biceps or hefty pectorals. Both guys seemed to have taken a liking to Austin’s attitude, so one of the guys had them take a photo together to hopefully send some of his followers Austin’s way. It was incredibly sweet that he kept thanking him for the support. Walking around the beach together, the men continued to talk about their career goals and talked about the possibility of making all of their goals come true while working together…

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“Hey girl, what are you doing here all alone?” Becca heard, her eyes opening and staring up at a hulking man. She sat up, startled by the sight of the burly man. “Uh, I’m not here alone. My boyfriend is over there…” Becca said, her voice trembling as she spoke. Quickly standing up, she caught sight of the man, who easily towered over her. As she looked up at the man, it only emphasized their size difference and how much smaller Becca now was in this body. “He’s not here though… is he?” the man said, his voice slurring as Becca could smell the taste of alcohol on his breath. Looking Becca up and down, the intoxicated man clearly liked what he saw as one side of his mouth curled into a devilish grin that sent shivers down Becca’s spine.

Before Becca could say anything, the man stumbled as he came up and wrapped his arms around her. She attempted to struggle, but due to the lost strength she once had, she was unable to break free from the man’s grip despite his drunken state. As his hands moved further down and grabbed onto her ass, Becca cried out in annoyance. “Get off of me asshole!” she said, which only caused the man to talk under his breath and continue squeezing her ass. Eager to get him off, she remembered a man’s greatest weakness and tilted her knee back. With as much force as she could muster, she brought her knee forward, hitting the man right in the crotch and sending him crying out onto the ground.  

“Fuck you asshole!” Becca cried out, looking up and watching as Austin sprinted towards her. With incredible haste, Austin came up to Becca in seconds, rapidly asking “Are you ok babe?”. As Becca nodded her head yes, Austin quickly directed his attention to the man still laying on the ground. Grabbing him by his collar and pulling him up to his feet, Austin wasted no time yelling directly into the man’s face. “What the FUCK is your problem asshole? Why are your hands all over my girlfriend? I oughta beat your ass for treating a woman like that…” he cried out, leaving the man blubbering like a baby as he now lost all power as the broad biceps of Austin only further intimidated the man about the asskicking he could get. 

Pulling back his fist, Austin began punching the man, displaying his strength for a good cause as he taught a creepy drunk asshole a lesson. He knew that men could be assholes towards women based on his previous experiences as Becca, but now that he was Austin, he was adamant about trying to protect Becca from experiencing the same thing she once did. Sure, this was more extreme, but this behavior deserved punishment and with a body like this, Austin could actually do something about it. After a few more punches, Austin dropped the man onto the sand, where he continued to whine and apologize for his behavior. “Don’t you ever touch a woman like that again you fucker…” Austin said as he glared down at the man to continue intimidating him. “Now get out of here before I fully fuck you up for touching my girlfriend like that” Austin continued, which sent the man sprinting out of the beach, his body continued to tumble over as he scolded himself for being so wasted. With one hand on his bleeding and contorted nose, he eventually disappeared in the crowd and away from the shaken Becca.

As Becca stepped back and stared at the events unfolding, she felt so disgusted about what had just happened to her. It felt demeaning to be treated like an item by a man like that, so it felt good to finally give some comeuppance with that swift knee to the dick. Despite her disgust and now feeling incredibly self-conscious, she felt even better as she watched Austin come up and teach that man a lesson. Although this wasn’t intentional, there was an intense attraction that was emerging from Becca as she watched Austin display his strength and protect her like that. It was incredibly hot to witness, so it was no surprise that the gates of Becca’s mental barriers began to finally crumble like a wave crashing into a sandcastle. No longer wanting to resist her desire, she gave into the lust she felt for Austin and the pure love she had for him.

With the rush of all of these hormones and intense desire, her mind grew frazzled and she sought some form of solitude to cope with these new feelings. As a result, she quickly sprinted off towards the hotel and rushed into the first available bathroom. Locking the door behind her, she looked in the mirror and felt overwhelmed by all of the emotions she felt. She felt gross by that man’s behavior, but she felt intense appreciation to actually have someone stand up for her given that the other beach goers did nothing about it. Turning on the sink, she splashed water on her face and attempted to collect herself until a knock on the door alerted her. “Hey babe, it’s me” the voice of her boyfriend said, which caused her to slowly move towards the door and lean against it. “Hey, I just need a second ok…” Becca said, her voice trying to remain clear and concise despite still feeling shaky for a variety of reasons. Austin responded with a “Can I please come in?”, which Becca begrudgingly agreed to. 

As she opened the door and Austin rushed in, she stared at him as he began to apologize for that man’s behavior and ask if she was ok. Before she could respond, Austin quickly walked up and pulled her into a tight hug while he put a hand on her back, rubbing it while telling her that it would be ok. “Thank you for protecting me, I don’t know why no one else came to help…” Becca said, her voice having a twinge of anger at how ignorant everyone else on the beach was. 

“Of course I would protect you… I love you so much” Austin said, his voice soothing her and causing her to look up at him flashing a smile at her. Unable to resist her feelings any longer, she reached up and pulled him in for a kiss. As she pulled back and looked up flashing a smile at him, Austin put his hand around her head as he leaned down and returned the kiss passionately. Within no time, their kissing began to speed up, growing more and more frantic as tongue began to make an increased appearance. 

Wrapping his arms around Becca’s waist, Austin pulled her up and set her on the marble countertop and continued to make out with her. With each kiss and display of strength, Becca was fully invested in her lust as she moaned Austin’s name between kisses and gasped as he felt every inch of his body with his soft and delicate touch. While Austin had such a bulky and broad physique, his previous experience as Becca allowed him to know just how to treat a woman’s body, which was much appreciated, especially after Becca’s situation on the beach. 

With a raging boner in Austin’s pants and an intense need manifesting inside of Becca, the couple quickly went up to their bedroom and had a long session of passionate sex filled with pleasurable moans and sensual touching…

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As the couple quickly began to get dressed again, they both had felt a surprisingly sense of euphoria permeate through their bodies. Despite her apprehension, Becca was incredibly happy with her first sexual experience as a woman. The new Austin was a sensual lover who knew just how to treat her body, so it was most definitely the best possible experience she could have. This notion worked inversely as well, as Becca knew all of the best ways to pleasure a man, especially one in her former body. 

After taking a break to get food and relax some more, the couple soon made a plan to head to the beach once more. Despite Becca’s initial worry, Austin vowed to be by her side every step of the way this time, which helped ease her mind. As they walked down the stairs and out onto the beachfront, Becca looked at a storage container placed on the beach. Seeing a sea of workout equipment on it, Becca got an idea. “How about we take a photo together?” she said, which Austin quickly agreed to. Handing their phones off to another fitness influencer nearby, the buff woman began to take some photos of the couple, who now both seemed the most content that they had ever been. Once they got their phones back, Austin pondered what to do next. “Should we post these to Instagram?” he asked, which caused Becca to not hesitate with her answer. “You can put it on Instagram, that’s fine with me. I just wanted to have this for my own enjoyment” she said, flashing a smile at her boyfriend. 

As Austin posted the photo and tagged Becca in it, they both began to chuckle as their phones both began to go off with a sea of likes and follows flooding in. However, at this current moment, neither of them cared about that. Putting their phones away, the couple began to walk hand and hand down the beach. Despite any hardships they faced, the couple couldn’t deny how happy they felt now that they had truly learned to understand each other.

EPILOGUE:

It had been 3 months since Becca and Austin’s vacation at the fitness retreat, and during that time, a lot had changed for the couple. In regards to the original bet for Becca to regain her male body, the ever-popular Instagram vixen had already passed the initial goal of 100k followers. Despite reaching the requirement, Becca had never wanted to swap back despite Austin often reminding her of reaching the agreed-upon goal. 

In the months since the fitness retreat, Becca had grown more and more comfortable with her body to the point where it was no longer an act when she took photos for her social media. In fact, the level of body-positivity that she displayed was incredibly appealing to several brands who were wanting to support people like her and also take advantage of her growing fanbase. Her content had also grown beyond simple photos of her breasts, curves, and ass, with her now mixing in educational content involving self-defense moves and tips to help spread the word about preventing situations like what happened to her on that sandy beach. She loved the curves she now had and the looks that she got around the gym. Hell, she had even made friends with several of the girls that used to thirst over her former male body and now they hung out often both in and out of the gym. Life was good and the sex was incredible for Becca, which only made her scold herself for holding out so long from the irresistible pleasure she now felt from Austin’s touch and his impressive dick.

Speaking of Austin, life had been incredibly great for the hunk in the months after. After the retreat, Austin kept in constant contact with the two men that he had befriended. In fact, those guys actually followed through with their plan to create a company together and actually invited Austin to join them. So, within those three months, Austin was now a an equal partner in a fitness business that was rapidly growing. Currently, the business involved creating online programs that clients could pick and choose from for their ideal gym transformation, but their endgame was to eventually create their own gym franchises. Although most would assume this to be a pie in the sky idea, with each passing week only adding to their online following and clientele, it seemed incredibly likely that a very lucrative career was building for Austin.

In terms of the relationship, the couple had never been in a better place. Nights of being separated were now spent together, with each partner taking turns cooking dinner and picking a movie to watch. Thanks to the swap, their relationship was completely repaired, with both Becca and Austin now finding a perfect balance between a career and the relationship. In fact, there were even online rumors swirling in the fitness community about Austin preparing to pop the question to his girlfriend. Sure, Becca had seen the comments, but she quickly dismissed them. It wasn’t a good idea to get too invested in the power of social media, even if it was most likely true. Regardless, Becca now preferred a surprise, especially since that surprise magical swap had changed both of their lives for the better…

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Watching From The Sidelines

This story was inspired by a conversation I had with my great friend @mrcavanaughtf​.

For Trent Taylor and his wife Sarah, their recent nuptials in the previous year had led the seemingly perfect couple to shift into an incredibly rocky relationship. While the pandemic had allowed Trent and Sarah to spend more time together than ever before, it was a bit ironic that their problems emerged once the world started to seemingly go back to normal. In fact, it was their post-wedding photoshoot that was actually the last time that either of them could recall being truly happy with each other’s company.

While they certainly still had intense love and admiration for each other, the concept of life going back to normal after the pandemic had brought back a lot of stress for both individuals. Not only was Trent a wide receiver recently transferred to the Cincinnati Bengals, but Sarah had also earned a master’s degree to specialize in sports psychology. So, it wasn’t all that surprising that the couple weren’t always in the mood to get intimate with each other after such exhausting days.

As a result of these two intense careers, the couple often found themselves getting into fights over texts about who would do chores and cook dinner. Although Sarah was certainly willing and able to cook dinner and do the chores, she didn’t find it fair at all that Trent was able to get off scot-free from doing any house-related duties. The main factor of this was Trent’s upbringing, especially since it informed his way of thinking so severely. Despite being raised in a decent-sized city, the new husband’s deep Tennessee roots had been firmly ingrained into his adult life even after making the move to San Francisco and now Cincinnati.

Although there were some values that were great such as Trent’s chivalrous acts such as holding open doors, pulling her chair out at dinner, and even giving the jacket off of his back as they took a nighttime stroll, there were many that were quite annoying to the woman. While Sarah had known slightly about her husband’s reliance on gender roles as being a man of God, ever since she went back to work it had reached an all-time high in terms of being enforced on her. Trent was always annoyed by the fact that his wife was “too busy” or working late at work to the point where he would arrive home to an empty house with no chores done and no warm meal waiting for him.

As the primary breadwinner as a player for the NFL, Trent’s upbringing had taught him that these rules were widely acceptable, so he always found it quite irritating when his wife was quick to argue with him about it. Chalking it up to Sarah going to some “woke” feminist liberal arts college, Trent was relentless towards reinforcing those gender dynamics and trying to shape Sarah into the perfect housewife. Much of these gender dynamics involved the couple keeping up appearances at any social event as they plastered fake smiles on their faces and pretended to love and adore each other with every fibre of their being.

While she had attempted to put up a brave face during their arguments both at home and on the car ride back from those events, each consecutive meltdown had pushed Sarah closer to ending the marriage quickly and trying to find someone who wasn’t secretly hiding what a backwards-thinking man they truly were. As a result of her situation, Sarah found great solace in her weekly Friday night chats at some shady bars with a few friends. Given the fact that she was now the wife of a fairly well-known NFL player, the group had to do their best to adapt to her new lifestyle by keeping a low profile just to avoid any overbearing fans or paparazzi eager to get photos of her for the next day’s gossip blogs. Of course, despite Sarah’s precautions to prevent any bad press being spread about Trent, her husband still wasn’t the biggest fan of these late-night meetings. He was a naturally suspicious person, even more so as she would make dinner for Trent and leave before even eating any of her own meal. Plus, her clique consisted of a few women and a few gay men that she had befriended in college, which only further angered Trent. He was a Bible-loving man, so he couldn’t believe his wife would willingly associate with people who “chose” that type of anti-Christian lifestyle.

Despite Trent’s long list of issues with these meetings, Sarah persisted in going to them if not solely for the fact that it allowed her to fully rant about her marital issues with people she trusted. While the girls and guys were all in awe as she gave them the full scope of Trent’s personality, they were especially attentive to the backwards gender roles he was eager to enforce on the couple. “What the fuck, does he not realize it’s 2020 and not 1920?” one friend said, slamming her drink down on the table and allowing some of the liquid to slosh out of the glass and onto the table.

Given her friends’ clear annoyance about Trent’s behavior and under the influence of copious amounts of alcohol, Sarah soon found herself slurring her words as she complained aloud about Trent. “Every day, he expects me to work my ass off while he just gets to sit there and relax…” she growled, her angry rant being interrupted many times through the stumbling and slurring of her words. Nevertheless, she continued to complain about her husband, hoping to reach some form of catharsis. “You know, I just wish that he would for once have to see what it’s like to have all of those expectations put on him instead!” she continued, her voice oozing anger and disgust while her breath exuded whiskey.

With their drinking making the group carefree and eager to agree with anything, all of Sarah’s friends immediately nodded their heads and recited the same sentiment about wishing for Trent to experience all of Sarah’s expectations. Even without the influence of alcohol, the friends all adored her and wished the best for her, so it wasn’t a shock for them to say the phrases with intense conviction. With Sarah now on her friends’ side in terms of Trent, the friends had allowed the already-crumbling walls of their reservations to finally fall away as they now openly expressed any problem they had with the football star. While it was a sweet moment to have such a heart-to-heart with all of her friends, Sarah had no way of knowing that the repetition of the wish over 5 times had actually activated her emotional plea.

For the next few hours, the group of friends’ continued to drink themselves into a drunken stupor that eventually left their wallets empty of cash. Not wanting to dip into their savings for a simple night out, the group of friends eventually began to part ways, stumbling out of the bar and into their corresponding Lyfts. Once she was home and had made sure that the rest of her friends had made it back to their residences, Sarah soon made her way into the bedroom and slipped into a black silk negligee. With great relief she discovered that her husband was snoring away, safely tucked away in a deep slumber. Given her alcohol-enhanced state, she wasn’t in the mood to fight and argue with her husband. As such, Sarah was free to climb under the covers and slip into her own peaceful sleep without issue, the exhaustion of her night out finally catching up to her.

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Trent wasn’t just having one of the best nights of sleep in recent memory, he was also enjoying a dream where his impressive feats on the football field had led the Cincinnati Bengals all the way to the Super Bowl. Unfortunately, it was a good mood that he feared wouldn’t last into the waking hours. Although he loved his wife and liked sleeping next to a warm body, the fights and arguments the couple often had caused Trent to feel a lot of resentment. He didn’t ask for much, he just wanted a wife willing to do chores and cook him dinner. But even though he asked for so little, his wife had felt that it was a large ask of her to do so. Instead of peaceful nights of fucking senselessly and falling into a deep slumber after wearing themselves out, the couple soon found themselves silent in bed as they scrolled through their phones and tried to remain as distant as possible. So given the fact that she had spent the entire night out, Trent was actually happy to have the place by himself (despite the fact that he absolutely loathed the people she associated with).

But just as the wide receiver was about to score the game-winning touchdown for the Bengals, Trent soon found himself pulled out of the dream as he felt a sudden pain against his left cheek. Jolting his eyes open in shock, he could clearly tell now that he had seemingly been slapped by the figure standing in front of him. As he tried to focus his vision on the subject and wipe the sleep out of his eyes, his eyes grew wide at the sight before him. Standing before him was a 5’8” hunk of a man: it was his own shirtless body! Not only was it his own physique looking down at him, but Trent could tell that the current occupant was visibly pissed off based on their body language of having their arms crossed right below his hairy pectorals and the clear look of disdain showcased on his face.

“What the fuck!” Trent cried out, his mind in such complete disbelief that he didn’t even notice the lighter feminine voice coming out of his mouth. He couldn’t believe it, but no matter how much he rubbed his eyes, the vision remained the same.

“Get the fuck up babe, you’ve got work to do!” his doppelganger demanded, chuckling as he continued to give off an intimidating look.

Turning to the side, Trent was stunned to find that his wife was nowhere to be seen. As he flipped his head to the side, the man soon found his vision obscured with a cascade of blonde hair falling in front of his face. With the pieces beginning to fall into place in his mind, Trent looked down and screamed in a tone that could rival a final girl in a horror flick. Instead of his exposed hairy shirtless body, his vision was met with the sight of a black flowing fabric running across his body. But as he stared at a small yet noticeable pair of breasts bulging against the fabric, it fully confirmed the impossible in Trent’s head. “Sarah, is that you?” he said, finally noticing the tone of his wife’s voice now coming out of his mouth.

A thundering chuckle burst out of his doppelganger’s lips. “Yes, it’s me. Now get up and get ready to finally do some of the work you keep telling me is the wife’s job,” Sarah growled, turning to the side and pulling out a broom and dustpan that she then held out to her husband. As Trent awkwardly turned to the side of the bed and got onto his feet, he felt incredibly disoriented by the weird sensations that he now felt. He felt smaller - weaker - and that both terrified him and pissed him off.

With this rage quickly building inside him, Trent wasted no time getting closer to his wife in an attempt to intimidate her. “Sarah, I don’t know how you fucking did this, but give me my goddamn body back now,” he cried out, his voice displaying a highly emotional mix of despair and anger. While he had tried his best to intimidate his wife and get her to follow his rules, the booming laugh escaping from her mouth proved that it only had the opposite effect.

“Aw, poor little Trent not getting what he wants, what a shame…” she teased, chuckling as she soon began to walk around her husband like a shark circling its prey. “You think I ever got my way in this marriage?” she inquired, which caused Trent’s usual tantrum of pursing his lips and crossing his arms to now make him appear like an entitled woman having a tantrum. “I think it’s time that you’re taught a lesson in respect and understanding, and I’m eager to give it to you. Maybe a few days in my body will be just what you need to lighten up and stop being such a prick!”

“Fuck no, I want my body back now you crazy bitch! I’m the man of this house and I deserve some GODDAMN respect!” he cried out, his voice furthering the impression of an entitled woman having a meltdown.

“But babe, you’re not a man anymore… I am Trent Taylor now. You’re just Sarah, my stubborn wife unwilling to do your role in this marriage,” Sarah stated, the cockiness quickly manifesting on her new lips as they curled into a devilish grin accessorized with an impressive mustache. “But don’t you worry babe, unlike you, I’m actually going to get my way this time. If you ever want your body back, you’re going to become the perfect little housewife. So, how about you get started and clean up this pigsty of a house!” she concluded, her face now beaming in the same cockiness and entitlement that Trent used to display. Approaching her husband, Sarah quickly dropped the broom into Trent’s dainty hands and sent him on his way to start cleaning.

Even though Trent was disgusted by being a woman, the concept of never earning his body back was a risk he was unwilling to take. He’d go along with his wife’s little plan to earn back her trust, but he certainly wouldn’t accept or enjoy any aspect of his new situation. As soon as he was back in his rightful body, divorce papers would be filed and he would be away from this psycho body stealer.

As he began to sweep the bedroom, he couldn’t help but spare a number of glances over to where his wife stood, with burly arms folded across that powerful chest and eyes narrowed as she monitored him like a drill sergeant. It was all so demeaning! Plus, to make matters worse, he was forced to deal with his wife’s constant taunts via snide comments about his performance and whistling due to the way his new supple feminine ass was shown off any time he bent down no matter the angle. There were so many emotions contained within his body that he was eager to express, but for his own pride and attempts to seem like a strong tough man, he proceeded through the sweeping until it was up to snuff according to his asshole of a wife.

With Trent working around the bedroom still, Sarah was clearly eager to explain how their bodies had swapped and what it would have to take to get his own back. “Given that you wanted to put all of your sexist demands on my shoulders, I figured you should get a chance to see what it’s like for yourself,” the newly gender-swapped Sarah said. It was strange as hell for Trent to hear his own voice gleefully tell him how it happened, which only furthered his discomfort and fear towards the situation. “So my dear, you’re going to become the perfect trophy wife. You’re going to conform to all of the rules I assign and do every task I tell you to do, and if you either fail to do a good job or actively try to resist, I’ll make sure you’re stuck in that body a little bit longer…” Sarah said, her voice drawing out the last part of her sentence just to cause Trent to grow more and more anxious about the situation at hand.

Of course, Trent desperately agreed to Sarah’s deal, but he was in no means happy about the situation. The thought of having his body and masculinity held hostage by his wife was already a nightmare, but having to become a submissive wife too? This was Trent Taylor’s personal hell and Sarah knew that. Upon agreeing to the terms and shaking hands, Trent was shocked by both the strength of his former hands and the daintiness of his new ones. But before he could think about the concept much further, Sarah quickly ushered him back into work as she followed him around the house.

After making sure that he did a decent job in a few more rooms, Trent was shocked to find that his wife quickly disappeared into the bedroom and locked the door. Although he desperately wanted to snoop and see what she was doing, he figured that getting caught snooping so soon would only worsen his situation. He had no idea how she had made this happen, but the thought that she did it and loved every second of it made her absolutely terrifying in his eyes. What else could she be capable of?

Before too long, Trent had moved along to the next item of his list assigned by Sarah: mopping the floor of the kitchen. Upon filling up a tub of water that he thought was a close enough mix of soap to water, he struggled to carry the weight given his smaller build. It was a shame to lose all of his muscles, but especially shameful when he could barely carry a bucket of water that he could have done easily in his old body. Dipping the mop into the solution and wringing it out slightly, he began to mop the floor to the best of his ability.

Hearing the door of their bedroom open, Trent ducked his head down the hallway to watch his wife walking down the hall. But instead of seeing his body in only the pair of shorts he had fallen asleep in, Trent Taylor’s body was decked out in an old windbreaker and pair of sweatpants from his days of playing for the 49ers, with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder.

“Wha- Where are you going?” Trent said, his voice showcasing his nervousness. Entering the living room, Sarah quickly dropped the bag down onto the floor with a thunderous thud while eerily glaring at her former body.

“I’m going to practice, Bengals always have practice on Saturday morning…” she said with an annoyed tone. “You would think that you would remember this since you’ve been playing football for years now…” she continued, rolling her eyes as Trent continued to stare in disbelief.

“No, you can’t go. You’ll embarrass me in front of everyone!” he gasped, the thought of his wife fumbling every possible catch and ruining every drill rapidly running in his head.

“I’ll be fine. Get back to work or I’ll extend my stay in your body,” she warned, which caused Trent to quickly rush back to the kitchen and start mopping. Seeing her husband mop the floor wasn’t enough, she wanted to make it worse on him. “No, that’s not going to do. That’s way too simple for someone as cocky as you,” she said as she made her way over the sink and opened the cupboard underneath. After rummaging around for a moment, she quickly grabbed an item and slammed the doors shut.

Walking back over to Trent, she had him reach out his hand and she quickly dropped the item into his hand. “Get on your hands and knees and wash the floor with that!” she chuckled, returning to pick up her bag and turning back to face the man. “C’mon, get to work… or else,” she warned, which caused Trent to swallow his pride and just comply.

As he groaned and got onto his knees, Trent began to dip the sponge offered to him into the water and started scrubbing the floor with it. Hearing the laughter behind him as his wife stared at her own body washing the floor was an easy way to infuriate the man. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, and he definitely wanted to throw things around. But his mental rule of always appearing to be a perfect man forced him to conceal those feelings… at least until he was alone.

After a few minutes of watching her husband do simple yet embarrassing tasks, Sarah checked the clock and realized she had to go. “Ok, well, get everything done on the list and prepare dinner for when I’m home from practice. Otherwise, you’ll have plenty more time to get used to being my wife,” she stated with her hands on her hips, giving a cocky grin to her husband before exiting and going to live the life of Trent Taylor.

With his wife now out of the door, Trent allowed those feelings to flood his body and find release in any way possible. Through clenched fists and gritted teeth, the man began to wail and express his sadness in the situation. It wasn’t fair that he would be punished for being a husband just wanting a traditional wife. Traditions were there for a reason, it was beneficial to society! But apparently, his wife hadn’t agreed and found a way to teach him an extreme lesson about her hatred of his perspective. While he had gotten the message loud and clear upon staring down at his new tits and from doing a simple task of sweeping a dirty floor, he knew that this wouldn’t be enough for his bitter wife.

For the next few hours, Trent did his assigned chores around the house until all that was left was to clean their master bathroom. Upon entering the room and flicking on the light, Trent was both aroused and disgusted by the reflection he saw. Given the fact that he was now in his wife’s body, he was still turned on but incredibly annoyed by the fact that he was the one now operating it. He missed his scruffy facial hair, buff chest, and swollen biceps, especially since it was replaced with a set of tits, a hairless form, and two small frail arms with freshly manicured hands. While staring in the mirror, Trent slowly slipped himself out of the outfit and stared at the naked body he had spent many years admiring while fucking it. Looking down and seeing a crotch devoid of his thick cock was a nightmare, but he couldn’t deny the slight tingle of pleasure that ran through his body as his fingers grazed the outer edges of his new vagina. Fuck, this is going to become a problem isn’t it, he thought as he couldn’t help but run his fingers around the edges once more.

While the thought of having a vagina initially grossed Trent out to extreme levels, he couldn’t resist wanting to test out a woman’s orgasm. If anything, he had hoped that it could possibly help him become a better lover once they swapped back since he would get first-hand experience in learning what a female body likes. But as he remembered the rules of this swap, he stopped himself from rummaging around his wife’s drawer of sex toys. Getting back to business, Trent returned to cleaning up the messy toilet stained from his early morning trips to the bathroom where he often missed the stool entirely while in his dazed state. He felt absolutely humiliated as he got down on his hands and knees to scrub every inch of the toilet bowl, which only angered him further as he realized that this was just what his wife was wanting...

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Dad, Be Careful What You Wish For...

Ever since she was born, Brooke wanted nothing more than to gain her father Brad’s approval and love. Even from a young age, she was aware of the fact that she wasn’t the child he had expected. He was seemingly dead-set on having a son, so despite the confirmation of his wife being pregnant with a girl, he still set up a more masculine bedroom for his first child. No matter how hard he tried though, he was unable to make Brooke as athletic and manly as he desired… and he was quite pissed about that. 

Whenever his wife would work a night shift, Brad would force his daughter to watch ESPN with him while making sure to share his anger with his young daughter after having a few too many beers. “I really wish that you had been a boy,” he would say with a drunken slur, “I’d rather have no child than some bratty little girl”. Of course, these statements only furthered Brooke’s own shame in regards to her gender. 

This wasn’t the only sexism that Brad displayed though, as his wife was forced to subscribe into conventional gender roles (such as making dinner and doing all of the chores around the house) while actually working two jobs to provide for the family. No matter how hard she tried to fight back and assert herself, Brad was quick to dismiss her and knock her down a few pegs. As such, it wasn’t a surprise that she finally got up the courage to divorce Brad and flee from the state. While Brooke totally understood why her mom left, there was still some resentment felt as she was now forced by her father to pick up the slack and do those household chores for the family. 

No matter how hard she tried to be athletic though to win some approval from her father, she was never able to make it onto the basketball or cheerleading teams as her lack of hand-eye coordination consistently prevented her from ever making the final cut. Luckily for Brooke though, some relief from Brad’s constant athletic-related torment came when Braeden and Brighton were born when she was 6. The twin brothers were able to be easily molded into the athletic jocks that Brad had always wanted to help create, which was made especially clear as the trio sat in the living room watching sports and cheering while Brooke was forced to clean up their messes and keep the house looking clean. 

This fact was even more of a devastating blow as she made it through high school and found herself constantly coming face-to-face with old photos of her father plastered at the school’s athletic hall of fame display. With so many sad and pathetic try-outs under her belt, it had become clear to her that this innate ability to play sports wasn’t something that she had inherited from her father. Instead of putting her body through an intense workout in a gym or on a court though, she did end up finding a favorite pastime that kept her interest. Almost every day after school, she would head to her local library and study countless topics to keep her mind constantly learning new and interesting information. Despite this interest though, her father certainly didn’t approve and constantly ridiculed her for being a “pathetic wimp”. As such, it wasn’t much of a surprise that she felt constantly ashamed to be the daughter of such a well-renowned jock. 

Even as she moved on to a local community college, she couldn’t escape hearing about the impressive senior twins at the nearby high school who were surely both on their way towards a full ride athletic scholarship anywhere they wanted. Due to the constant praise about her siblings while she remained completely ignored by both the city and her family, it wasn’t much of a surprise that she felt constantly ashamed to be the nerdy daughter of such a well-renowned athletic family. In fact, she had grown so depressed that she almost always fell asleep wishing that her life could change for the better. 

One day after arriving home after some classes at the college, the 23-year-old was feeling especially upset due to the fact that news had broken that her twin brothers had not only won a full-ride scholarship for their sports abilities, but they also decided to attend her dream school. Upon dropping her bag onto the floor, Brooke felt completely exhausted and emotionally broken. So as soon as she fell back into her bed, Brooke allowed a few tears to run down her cheeks as she slowly cried herself to sleep. As she drifted off into unconsciousness, there were so many thoughts running through her head. She wanted so badly to be respected by her father and brothers, her mind couldn’t help but feel intense rage towards them. Just because she was some average girl not gifted with insane athletic ability didn’t make her useless! “I wish I had been a boy,” she slowly said under her breath, the last words she spoke before finally falling asleep. Unknown to her, the universe heard every thought and word that she muttered and began to help her achieve her dreams and fulfill her wishes… 

* * * * * 

As the early morning chimes of an alarm rang out in Brooke’s bedroom, a hand was quick to come out from under the covers and turn it off. But instead of Brooke’s pale and dainty arm coming out of the sheets, a tanned, buff, and hairy arm was what quickly slammed down onto the clock. As this same arm ripped away the covers and sat up in the bed, it soon became that the former Brooke had become replaced with an absolute hunky stud of a man. Instead of golden blonde hair and an average-looking face, this new brown-haired individual was graced with modelesque features and impressive facial hair. Even as the man widely yawned aloud and stretched out his arms, he still looked absolutely gorgeous while doing it. Upon rubbing his eyes a few times, the man finally got himself out of bed and started to make his way towards the bathroom. As he passed the threshold of the doorway, he quickly closed the door and flicked on the bathroom light. 

While waiting for the shower water to warm up, the man took the opportunity to check himself out in the mirror. It was at this point where it soon became clear that the body of a formerly meek and nervous woman was gone besides one remnant - their shared deep brown eyes.

Besides that though, the man standing in the mirror was a far cry from the woman she used to be. But for the original girl who had made that tearful wish, she had no way of knowing what had happened to her as her mind was also completely transformed. Instead of the name Brooke, the only name that came to mind was Brock, which was most certainly befitting of a bonafide stud like him. His body was the most noticeable difference as his average and slightly toned physique was blessed overnight with incredible musculature: biceps, pecs, and abs that surely would have taken years of hard work. But in his mind, he had undergone all of that hard work as memories conjured up reminded Brock of his upbringing.

From as soon as he could walk, Brock was a naturally athletic and active man. Throughout his childhood, he played countless sports and still found himself eager for more. It was a bit of a chore for his mother to drive him to every possible game and tournament, but she was still willing to do it for her own child’s happiness. Luckily, the man soon found the perfect area to tire himself out: the gym. As soon as he was given a gym membership for his 14th birthday, Brock practically lived there whenever he wasn’t at school or at practice. 

Along with these memories, Brock also learned more about the new relationship he had with his father. For years, they had been incredibly close, but as Brock continued to mature and grow bigger and bigger, some strain emerged in their relationship. Clearly, Brad was intimidated by his son’s physique as he grew bigger than he had ever been, but nothing left him angrier than his son’s success in all of the same sports that he played in high school. One-by-one, Brock found himself beating his father’s long-held records to the point where the high school’s athletic hall of fame display was primarily composed of photos of Brock’s young jock self. Due to this, their relationship had this one-sided beef due to Brad’s intense jealousy. However, this shifting in personality made it so Brock loved that jealousy as he loved getting under his dad’s skin. In fact, there were many memories that even involved him taunting his dad by calling him “short stuff” or stating that he was looking smaller than usual. In many ways, these little jabs against his father only pushed him to get bigger and hunkier than his father ever could be! 

When it came to his other memories regarding his family, the relationship he had with his brothers seemed to be rather standard. Given his status as the buff older brother, there wasn’t a moment that went by where he wasn’t tormenting them in clear displays of his power (both physically and mental). Whenever they were distracted, Brock loved nothing more than sneaking up on them and pulling them into a headlock. It was always humorous to watch them struggle against the bulge of his bicep and dampness of his armpits, so even when they begged him to stop, Brock refused to ruin the fun he was having. 

While he was certainly enjoying his trip down memory lane, the steam billowing above the shower curtain told Brock that it was finally time to get washed up. So upon stripping out of his clothes, he took a moment to admire his muscular ass and above-average cock before stepping in and washing every inch of his broad and buff body. 

Once he had headed back to his bedroom and got dressed, he wasted no time grabbing onto his gym bag and making his way down to the kitchen. The area was rather hectic as Brock’s brothers were making a racket while Brad sat in the adjoined living room drinking coffee and watching ESPN. To Brock, this worked to his advantage though as he took the opportunity to sneak up on Braeden and do his usual headlock gag. 

“Pfft, Brock stop!” Braeden attempted to say, only to be stopped by finding his face coming face-to-face with Brock’s still slightly damp armpit. Chuckling as his young brother flailed in search of an escape, the buff older brother finally let go of Braeden and watched him fall back away from him. “Gosh bro, why do you always have to do this shit?” Braeden angrily said, trying to be intimidating but clearly failing due to his smaller build. 

“Because it’s funny when you whine like a bitch afterwards,” Brock said with a smirk, slugging his brother lightly in the shoulder before making his way over to the kitchen counter. Upon arriving, the stud began to instinctively make his usual morning protein shake before he headed off to the gym. Throughout this entire process, the two brothers were doe-eyed while talking to their brother. Clearly, despite his torment they still admired him and aspired to be as big as him one day. It was a pleasing thought to Brock as well, especially as he’s always desired to have the most respect out of anyone else in the room at all times. 

“So, when do you think you’ll finally let us be in one of your videos?” Brighton asked, trying his best to evoke puppy dog eyes while asking the same age-old question to his brother. Ever since he was 16, Brock had created social media accounts that documented his muscle growth and various routines. To his surprise though, his account “brocktherock” went super viral around his 18th birthday due to his hunkiness and affinity towards thirst trap videos, which quickly turned him into an overnight sensation. Before long, Brock had dropped out of college to embrace his workout dreams by turning his account into something that shared both knowledgeable workout tips and tricks along with consistent thirst trap material that always brought more people into his sizable following. 

With the creation of this “brocktherock” brand, this allowed him to quickly become quite wealthy from all of the brand deals, modeling gigs, and offers to pay for personal training he received. Although he still lived in his childhood home, the 26-year-old hunk was thinking strategically by living off of his father’s hard work and saving his cash until he could fully move out and buy a full place of his own. 

Returning back to the question posed, Brock shook his head and delivered the same response. “I don’t think you’re ready yet bud, maybe when you’re a bit bigger!” he said, cushioning the blow with a slight pat on the 18-year-old’s shoulder and a flash of his pearly white smile. As he turned off the blender and transferred the drink into one of his workout bottles, Brock quickly grabbed his bag and began to head towards the front door. 

Upon seeing his father though, Brock stopped dead in his tracks and turned towards him. “Hey, just wanted to let you know I’m heading to the gym to film another video. Gotta make sure to document all of these gains!” he said, chuckling to himself as Brad stared at him with intense fury in his eyes. But just as he began to move back towards the door, Brock stopped himself to give one final jab towards his father. “Hey pop, are you looking smaller than usual? I know it’s hard to stay buff at your age, but if you ever want any tips, I’m more than liking to help train you!” he smugly said, lifting up a bicep and flexing before finally making his exit from the house. 

While Brooke hadn’t intended for her wish to turn her into a shift into a buff stud even cockier than her dad and brothers, it was most definitely a necessary transformation. No more would she ever feel ignored or disrespected, especially when it came to her dad and brothers. The brothers adored Brock and essentially worshiped the ground he walked on while Brad was filled to the brim with jealousy and anger. He had always wanted a son to be athletic and hunky like him, but he never could have imagined that he could have ever created someone that was even more attractive and bigger than him!

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Together Forever

As Ryan Sullivan entered his bathroom to have one last look at himself before heading out to a local beach, the 18-year-old and recent high school graduate couldn’t resist smirking upon seeing his own reflection. Standing there in just a pair of swim shorts, the man’s well-defined physique was on full display. Surely with a bod like this, every chick is gonna want their hands all over me, he thought to himself.

Upon pulling his phone from his shorts to take some photos of his progress, the man found a brand new text message from his ex-girlfriend Becca waiting for him. “Hey, I’m outside your house. Please talk to me, I’ll be quick I promise,” the message said, which immediately caused Ryan to chuckle and roll his eyes at the girl’s desperation.

Just over a week ago, Ryan spent an entire night smoking weed with his best friends and thinking about his future. Given the fact that he was just a few months away from moving to the opposite side of the country to go play soccer at a major university, it seemed as though Ryan was being offered the opportunity to get a completely fresh start to his life. No longer would he be an athlete living in a small-town with nothing exciting occurring and practically no attractive women around him. Once he made the move to California, he would be a total hunk living in a big city that would surely keep life interesting (especially with a sudden influx of aspiring models eager to get with him). As such, he quickly realized that being tied down to some high school relationship was a waste of time and a piss-poor decision for his sex life given the long distance that they would have to adapt to. So in his impaired state, Ryan stumbled through his words before eventually sending off a to-the-point and brutal text that broke up his 5-year-long relationship with Becca without a hint of remorse.

For several days since sending that text, Ryan found his phone constantly blowing up with texts and DMs from the shunned woman who begged to have a civil conversation so she could gain closure and they could terminate the relationship like the adults they were on their way to becoming. Although she continually stated that she thought that they would “be together forever”, she wasn’t furious and remained quite level-headed throughout the various messages she sent. But the hunk refused to ever respond to the girl’s messages, instead taking screenshots of the messages and sending them off to his friends while framing the messages as a display of how desperate and pathetic she was. Of course, Ryan’s friends weren’t respectful of the couple’s privacy in the slightest, so they continued to pass along the messages to others until practically everyone in their graduating class knew about the breakup and Becca’s pleas.

In the fallout of the breakup, it wasn’t shocking to discover that drastically different mindsets were formed for each individual involved. While Becca continued to be ridiculed by the jocks and other popular kids that they knew, Ryan was being put on a pedestal as if he had done something noble by breaking them up. The jocks were obviously quite supportive of the breakup, informing Ryan of how “lame” and “awkward” they always thought Becca was while also offering to help be his wingmen to get him laid as soon as possible. In the most puzzling tidbit of all though, it seemed as though many women were on Ryan’s side as well as they reached out to send their regards towards the breakup while also throwing their hat in the ring to be a potential rebound for the man. Throughout the entire experience though, Ryan felt no shame for his actions and didn’t even have a single lingering thought about how Becca was handling everything.

As Ryan rolled his eyes once again upon re-reading the latest message from Becca, the man quickly typed out “fine, make it quick bc i’m heading to the beach” and headed down to the front door. Upon opening it, Ryan took a moment to stare at the girl. Although Becca was quite attractive in her form-fitting crop top that showed off her taut stomach and sizable breasts, the clear sight of runny mascara due to the girl’s crying immediately killed any remaining attraction he felt for the girl. In Ryan’s eyes, signs of weakness in women was the ultimate boner killer for him, so as he moved to the side and allowed the brunette to make her way into the house, he couldn’t help but physically cringe at her as he heard a slight sniffle emerge from her mouth.

Upon shutting the door and turning to face the girl, Ryan immediately crossed his arms as he observed his ex. “So, what do you want to talk about,” he said, his voice completely lacking in any emotion.

As Becca stood there with her head narrowed downwards, the girl’s shaky voice finally began to speak. “I- I’m sorry for this Ryan, I just want to be with you for the rest of my life,” she began, immediately rushing up to the man and trying to grip him.

Despite how off-put he was by Becca’s statement, the man’s stone-faced expression finally began to soften as he felt the woman’s dainty arms reaching around his back. The physical sensation instantly reminded the man of the good times that they had throughout their many years together, especially when it came to the incredible sex that the two of them had. Immediately, the wheels in his head began turning as the concept of passionate makeup sex popped into his head. Thinking that he might be able to continue having some kinky sex with the girl under the guise of getting back together (he was still planning on going to California completely single), the man finally unfolded his arms.

As he moved the meaty limbs around the woman’s dainty frame and tightly squeezed her though, there was the sudden feeling of heat that spread through both of their bodies. Not only that, but as Ryan continued to hold her with his eyes closed, the sensation of pressure against his torso was quite apparent. So to find some answers about what was going on, the man opened his eyes and looked down at his torso. To his complete horror though, a large section of Becca’s body had somehow sunken into his body! Screaming in horror, he tried his best to try and flee, but found that his movements only brought along the female who was still tightly clinging around his muscular frame.

“Becca, get the fuck off of me,” Ryan cried aloud, trying his best to pull the woman’s arms away from around him but finding that the arms were unable to be pulled apart. As he attempted to thrash and escape the horrific entanglement he was a part of, the man soon found himself unable to move as a tightness was suddenly forming in the circle of limbs and body that wrapped around him. In one sudden tug, every inch of the woman’s body was quickly enveloped into Ryan’s body.

For a moment, everything suddenly went black for Ryan. But after a few seconds, Ryan’s vision was quickly regained and the man began to ponder whether he was having some gnarly after-effects from the weed that he had smoked the night prior. Eager to head to the beach and escape the twisted experience he had just fantasized about, the man quickly tried to fish his car keys out of his pocket and begin his journey. But although he could see the living room foyer he was in, it seemed as though the man had somehow lost the ability to move given the fact that his arms refused to reach towards his pockets. What the fuck is going on? Am I tripping somehow, he asked himself, trying to find some semblance of rationale behind what was occurring to him. But quickly, it became clear that something impossible was happening as his mouth and body began to move on its own accord…

* * * * *

“Hehe yes! It really worked!” his body exclaimed, taking a moment to tilt his head downwards and see the gorgeous shirtless torso staring back at him. To Ryan’s shock and disgust, he could watch and feel as his masculine and callused hands began to graze along every inch of his muscular build. As his body was continuously felt up and his muscles were flexed, the body invader couldn’t resist girlishly giggling as both them and Ryan picked up on the sudden rise of the man’s prominent manhood. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Ryan! This is my first time becoming a guy so bear with me,” the voice said with a chuckle, immediately causing the man to realize that Becca was now the one in complete control of his body!

No matter how hard he screamed and begged, Ryan was unable to get his ex’s attention as she eagerly flexed his muscles and tested out her brand new voice.

“Lemme guess Ryan, you’re currently freaking out and begging what’s happening to you right?” she inquired, taking not even a second-long pause before continuing to speak. “Well to put it simply Ryan, you were a goddamn prick that needed to be taught a lesson. Not only did you reject me for no reason, but you spread my messages around and now everyone in town thinks I’m some desperate and pathetic loser! Like, that’s so fucked up of you babe!” she exclaimed, a clear hint of anger in her gruff voice that immediately made Ryan realize the error of his ways. “Luckily for me, I have a friend who’s a witch that offered to help me get some revenge on my heartless dick of a boyfriend. After she cast the spell on me, I was given the ability of possession upon making physical contact with you. All I had to do was squeeze my way in and now I’m suddenly Ryan Sullivan!”

“Don’t worry though babe, we’re gonna be a great team together. With my brains as the class valedictorian and your brawn, we’ll be unstoppable in college,” she continued, beginning to walk down the hallway of the Sullivan residence. Before long, she finally entered Ryan’s bathroom and Ryan was thus treated to the terrifying sight of his reflection moving and speaking without his control. “While we’re going to be a great team, I can’t deny that we’re going to need to make some changes to your life Ryan. You see, while my friend was able to give me your body and other things such as important memories and your innate athletic skill, she was unable to pass along your sexuality and personality to help make me perfectly inhabit your life. So, I hate to say it babe, but I think you’re going to be coming out as a gay man soon. It works out great though that we’ll be heading out to college in a few months though, especially since that means I can be myself and not have to be this angsty and toxic version of Ryan all of the time.”

Upon understanding that Becca was going to completely demolish his life and the image that he had created for himself as this dominant and extremely cocky hunk, the man couldn’t help but scream into the darkest depths of his mind. To him, this was a nightmare come to life! To make matters even worse, it seemed as though there was no way of ever regaining control of his body as Becca made a passing remark while flexing about how the possession was permanent.

For Becca though, the concept of becoming Ryan Sullivan was a dream come true. Although there would surely be a hard learning curve in terms of adapting to having a cock and the near-constant boners she would surely be sporting for the foreseeable future, it was an upgrade in every other way. The Sullivan family was incredibly wealthy, so she would never have to worry about having to work hard in college. Instead, she’ll have all of the free time in college to explore her new body and build more muscle as she turns herself into the hottest gay man on campus. Although it would surely be nice to find a nice and respectful man to spend the rest of her life with, Becca couldn’t deny how happy she was to still have Ryan in her life. In more ways than one, they would now truly be together forever!

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Live, Lift, Love

Happy Valentine's Day, here's a transformation tale from Patreon about someone willing to do whatever it takes to become the object of their crush's desires. I hope you enjoy!

For years, Tessa Richards has found herself constantly being the only person that her best friend Lisa could rely on. As such, the woman often found herself having to comfort Lisa as she sobbed and complained about her latest breakup with another shitty boyfriend. Tessa was often annoyed by the fact that Lisa had terrible taste in men, especially because Tessa was an out and proud lesbian who had a years-long (yet secret) crush on Lisa dating back to their freshman year in college. Although Lisa was accepting of Tessa’s sexuality, it was clearly apparent that the blonde and athletic bombshell was undoubtedly straight. 

So as Tessa was summoned to comfort Lisa after a breakup with her most recent boyfriend Chad, the mousy curly-haired lesbian was eager to avoid awkward conversations. So when she saw a poster promoting a local carnival on the way towards Lisa’s apartment, Tessa was quick to suggest visiting it to allow both of them to destress and to also prevent her from feeling jealous about all of these men being able to get with her best friend and one true love. 

While Tessa was excited to ride the amusement rides and play some carnival games, Lisa’s attention was immediately drawn to a fortune teller booth and thus dragged her friend along with her. Sitting down with the fortune teller named Madame Manette, Lisa was quick to bring up how badly she wanted to find the perfect boyfriend after Manette asked her what she wished for. As the older woman consulted her crystal ball though, she suddenly stopped moving her hands around the ball and looked up. With her eyes narrowing towards Tessa, the skeptic suddenly found herself pulled into the mix as Madame Manette asked her what she wished for as well. Although Tessa realistically wished in her head for her to be able to date Lisa, she opted to not state such a revealing wish aloud. Instead, she wished for her friend’s happiness, which caused the fortune teller to chuckle slightly under her breath.

Before either of the two 22 year old women could inquire about what Madame Manette was chuckling about, the fortune teller informed them that their wishes would be granted in time. After Lisa thanked the woman and excitedly made her exit out of the tent, Tessa also stopped to say thank you to the fortune teller. But as Tessa turned to make her exit away from the smiling woman, she couldn’t help but notice the woman nod her head slightly and give a knowing wink. 

Upon exiting the tent, the two women then began to go enjoy the rest of their night, unaware of what would happen to them once Madame Manette made their wishes a reality… 

* * * * *

As the sound of her early morning alarm went off, Tessa found herself groaning as she was pulled out of the perfect dream. In it, she had been able to successfully woo Lisa on the way home from the carnival, eventually following her crush and best friend into her apartment for an intimate and erotic night. Given her annoyance at being pulled from such an ideal fantasy, the woman quickly pulled a hand out from underneath the covers to slam down on the alarm clock. Due to the fact that she was still drowsy, Tessa was blissfully unaware of the loud crack of plastic from how hard she had slammed down onto the small rectangular alarm clock. 

Staying motionless while she snuggly leaned into her pillow for several minutes, the woman struggled to decide whether she should go back to bed or decide to be an adult and wake up early to get a head start on her Sunday plans. Thinking through what she had planned for the day though, Tessa realized that she had quite a bit to do today and thus decided to pull back the covers and quickly hop out of bed. 

On her journey throughout her single-bedroom apartment towards the bathroom, the sleepy woman paid no mind to the intense creaking sounds emitting from her hardwood floors. Given her status as a 120 lbs demure woman, it seemed quite strange for the floors to strain under her weight, but as she finally entered the bathroom and made her way over to the toilet, it soon became clear that something strange had befallen her. As she pulled off the shirt she had fallen asleep in, the woman lowered her underwear and began to sit down on the toilet seat. But just as she quickly dropped down and took a seat, a sudden and painful sensation emerged from the woman’s crotch. 

“Goddammit!” Tessa cried out, groaning as she moved her hands down to figure out what had befallen her. As she looked down to see what her hands had made contact with, the woman was understandably shocked as she saw a thicker pair of hands wrapped around an incredibly long cock. “Wha- what the FUCK!?” she continued to scream, realizing that the pain was due to her quick movement down that caused her new girthy manhood to smack against the toilet seat. Clearly in shock and desperate for answers, the woman immediately sat up and began to make her way over to the mirror. With her movement finally into the frame of the mirror, the woman’s mouth went agape at what she saw. Instead of the 5’5” frail-looking frizzy-haired brunette she was used to seeing, there was an gigantically tall bodybuilder looking back at her.

Given just how impossible of a scenario this was, Tessa couldn’t resist pulling back a meaty hand and forcefully slapping herself in the face in hopes of waking her out of this strange dream. But as contact was made and the sting of the slap permeated throughout her chiseled face, it quickly dawned on Tessa that this had somehow truly happened to her. Moving a bit closer towards the mirror while rubbing the still-stinging cheek, the former woman took a moment to feel her face and admire the visage reflected back at her. Understandably, the scruff of trimmed facial hair was alarming, but the feeling of a chiseled jawline and a strong-looking nose was oddly comforting to the woman too stunned to speak. 

This feeling of shock continued as Tessa moved her hands away from her cheeks and allowed them to explore the bulky new upper torso she possessed. Feeling how her arms were forced to extend outwards to compensate for her wider and muscular back, Tessa felt extremely uncomfortable attempting to navigate around such immense bulk. As her fingers grazed and squeezed around her cantaloupe-sized biceps and hefty pectorals though, there was a slight appreciation and admiration in regards to what she saw and felt. For years she had always been taunted for being a weak and defenseless woman by high school bullies and college frat bros, so the concept of being the antithesis of that now was quite an alluring concept. In fact, it quickly became so alluring that Tessa found her brand new manhood suddenly growing firm and begging for attention.

Due to the fact that Tessa had realized her sexual orientation as a lesbian from a young age, the woman never had the opportunity to experiment with a man before. So as her head tilted down past the two mountainous pecs and rippling abdominal muscles blocking her vision, the woman’s eyes widened as she once again caught sight of her throbbing manhood. Unsure of how to navigate her new genitals, the woman awkwardly caressed and poked at her cock until she was finally able to get into the normal sensation of moving up and down her shaft. Given the fact that she was on an emotional high, the woman found herself achieving her first male orgasm in incredible haste. So as she bucked her hips, the woman groaned in pleasure as she clenched her perky and defined ass cheeks and felt her meaty thighs rub together while finally ejaculating and covering both the mirror and her torso with her seed. 

After finishing cleaning up her mess, Tessa found herself quickly showering and getting dressed so she could figure out what to do with her day. Understandably, she had a lot of questions. If she had transformed into a man overnight, did that mean that the rest of the world believed that she was always a man? Or would she be forced to just create a new identity for herself and figure out a new place to stay? As she dried herself back off in the bathroom and began to pull back on the underwear she had taken off, it seemed like the former option was the most likely alternative as instead of the lacy pair of panties she had fallen asleep in, her underwear was now a black pair of designer briefs.

So upon putting them on, the woman grabbed onto the oversized t-shirt she had fallen asleep in, which had also undergone its own transformation into a sleeveless tank top that promoted a local gym. Upon dropping the shirt back down onto the ground, the woman opted to remain shirtless and allow herself to get one more passing glance in the mirror. Thinking of the various poses that she had seen college jocks do around campus, Tessa concealed a slight smirk as she lifted up her arms and flexed her biceps for her own amusement. Maybe this won’t be as bad as I thought, she thought to herself as she turned away and began to make her way out towards her bedroom.

As she sauntered over to her bedside table, Tessa felt some odd comfort emerge as she felt a similar heft and bounce in her chest with each step she took. While it was certainly not the same as the perky breasts she once possessed, it was still nice to have some remnant sensation of her old life prominent with her buff pecs. Once she reached her destination though, she pushed that thought aside as she found a wallet sitting on the table rather than her purse. Grabbing onto it, the woman opened the tri-fold wallet and began to examine its content. When the woman stumbled upon a gym membership card she was hardly shocked, but she did in fact find herself shocked as she took note of the name on the card: Toby Richards. Curious to see if that was truly her new identity, the woman pulled out every single credit card or membership card. After a quick look at her driver’s license, Tessa received more additional information that helped her understand her new identity and life. Instead of a 5’5” 22 year old woman, Tessa was now 6’2” and 28 years old. Then not surprisingly, every other rectangular piece of plastic she examined listed the same name as the gym membership and license. 

While she was most certainly shocked at the realization that her life had been completely changed somehow, a sudden ding of her cell phone caused her to feel immediate relief. Opening up her phone, a brand new text message from Lisa caused Tessa to calm down and grow overjoyed that her friendship was still in-tact despite her transformation. In fact, a search through their text messages and “Toby’s” camera roll informed Tessa that this new life allowed her to be closer to Lisa than ever before. Photos of the two of them going clubbing or doing athletic activities together were a much needed relief to make Tessa accept her new life. Although she was most certainly still not 100% accepting of her new gender, Tessa was coming around to it for multiple reasons. Not only was she incredibly buff and attractive now, but Tessa now had an avenue to get with her straight best friend. 

With this realization dawning on her, Tessa quickly fired off a text to Lisa asking her to hang out at their favorite spot: a new gym called S-C Fitness. Upon receiving an enthusiastic yes from her friend, Tessa tossed her phone on the bed and began to search through her new wardrobe of men’s workout clothing for the perfect outfit. Although there wasn’t much use in attempting to look good given the fact that she would surely break a sweat and change out of them at the end of the workout, Tessa was desperate to look her absolute best so she can finally make a move on her years-long crush and true love. 

After finally deciding on a black sleeveless shirt and a pair of black compression tights, the woman now known as Toby Richards grabbed his keys and wallet and exited his apartment. Upon making his way down to the parking garage to drive off, there was a momentary look of shock as instead of an older model Honda Civic, the man found a black motorcycle waiting for him. Shrugging his shoulders, the man allowed a slight smirk to manifest on his face as he instinctively turned on the engine and sped off for his gym date.

As he arrived at the parking garage close to his local S-C Fitness, Toby attempted to get his emotions in check as both his nerves and attractions towards his apparent gym date were reaching its peak. Not only was the man trembling as he struggled to park his brand new motorcycle, but his lack of control towards his attraction towards his best friend and crush had caused his brand new manhood to remain rock hard and throbbing while smushed up against the still-revving engine. Even after he turned off the engine and tried to adjust his package to prevent the pressure from encouraging it to remain a full-on boner, the firmness was unwavering to the point where his cock was once again leaking pre-cum into his spandex pants. 

After taking a moment to try and think of ways to decommission his boner, Toby found relief as the sight of some fellow buff dudes slowly exiting out of their cars and walking towards the nearby elevators with their gym bags slung across their shoulders finally caused the man’s manhood to return to a flaccid state. Given his former identity as a lesbian, the hunky bodybuilder was quite relieved to realize that he hadn’t suddenly gained an attraction to men after undergoing this magical gender swap. 

Before Toby could get his mind too wrapped up in reminiscing about who he used to be though, one of those bulky men took a moment to slightly pause as the gender swapped individual swung his leg over the bike and finally stood up. 

“Holy shit bro, you’re looking swole!” one of the men cried out, chuckling as he caused his friend to direct his attention towards Toby. 

“Dude, you’re so right. Plus with a bike like that, he must be getting pussy nonstop!” the other douchebag-looking man said, hitting his friend in the shoulder while pointing at the sleek black motorcycle Toby was now awkwardly leaning against. 

“Uh yeah, thanks… bros,” Toby slowly said, trying to make himself appear less like a woman who had just turned into a man but rather one that was innately in-tune with his masculinity. Watching as the two men looked at each other and seemingly began to continue speaking though, Toby was quick to try and silence the conversation as he was eager to get into the gym and hang out with Lisa. “I don’t mean to interrupt you guys, but I’ve got to get in the gym,” he stated, giving a meek smile to the two men as they awkwardly said their goodbyes and started to walk towards the elevators. 

With the two men leading the way towards the elevators, Toby took a moment to observe them and their walking style. While it looked slightly ridiculous to see the men hold their arms outwards and walk with a waddle-like motion, he started to consider the fact that their similarly bulky sizes to Toby required such a stance. As he continued to walk like he used to back when he was Tessa, the man began to realize the slight discomfort and issues that arose from such a “feminine” gait. His thick and meaty thighs were constantly rubbing against each other and causing him to stumble while walking as his beefy arms had caused some slight chafing to occur due to his biceps and forearms continuing to awkwardly rub against his bulging pecs and wider obliques. 

Due to the sudden realization of this discomfort, Toby quickly borrowed from the other two men and adopted their walking style. Instantly, the man felt relief and even amusement as it caused him to realize just how broad and imposing he could be. He enjoyed the concept so much that he opted not to go down the elevator with the two men and instead jog down the few flights of stairs down to the street. As he rushed down the stairs, he couldn’t deny the attraction he was starting to feel towards his new form due to just how firm and strong he naturally felt along with the similar sensation of bouncing that emerged in both his chest and ass that reminded him of his feminine form. 

Now starting to come around to just how broad and strong he was feeling as he reached the ground floor, the man enthusiastically pulled open the door to the street and made his way through the streets towards the gym. Along the way, he couldn’t help but revel in his broad stance as countless people found themselves apologizing as they were unable to navigate the busy streets without bumping into his bulky body.

Finally making his way into the gym, Toby eagerly swiped his membership card and made his way towards the locker room. Although he almost nearly found himself instinctively walking into the women’s locker room, the confused stares of some of the women exiting eventually caused Toby to realize the error and turn in the other direction. Upon making his way through the door of the men’s locker room, his nostrils were immediately attacked with the putrid odor of male sweat. As he finally entered the room and made his way through the long aisles of lockers, he began to understand why as there was a slew of nearly nude men with their glistening wet and sweaty bodies talking with each other and acting like stereotypical college bros that Toby had seen back during his days of being a girl in college. Not only that, but as he passed by the entrance to the showers, he could have sworn that he heard the stifled moans of individuals most likely jerking off or getting pleasured (as evident by the slightly higher pitched and feminine voices also coming from the other side of the shower curtains). 

Eager to get out of there as soon as possible, Toby found an empty locker and quickly deposited his phone and wallet before slowly closing it shut. However, as he saw a nearby wall-mounted mirror, the newly formed man couldn’t resist getting yet another good look at his physique. He had heard before that there was a noticeable difference both prior and after having a nice gym session, so his curiosity was piqued and he quickly pulled off his pants and shirt to check himself out. Upon doing so, the man once again took a moment to admire his clear vascularity, buff physique, and interesting tattoos before finally pulling his clothes back on and heading out to find his gym date and best friend. 

Making his way out onto the busy gym floor, it wasn’t surprising that Toby felt like a fish out of water as he lacked any real knowledge about working out. But just as he felt himself starting to hyperventilate and have a panic attack, the sound of an all-too familiar voice rang out from behind him and instantly brought him back down to Earth. 

“Hey there Toby! Are you ready for me to kick your ass today during this workout?” Lisa asked with a chuckle, causing Toby to quickly turn around and face his long-term crush. As he took in the sight of the woman’s gorgeous body that was being shown off in all of the right places due to the form-fitting gym wear, the man’s brain struggled to respond to the woman’s question (most likely due to all of the blood rushing towards his cock which had almost immediately grown rock hard upon hearing her voice). “I- uh, I guess we’ll, uh, see,” Toby said, his mind struggling to formulate a sentence due to his own attraction and his desire to conceal the noticeable boner that was straining against his pants. As a result, the man forced his hands to remain stationary around his crotch in an attempt to keep Lisa from noticing the sizable package. 

Although he wouldn’t have been surprised that Lisa ridiculed him for his unintelligent response, he was relieved to see that the woman paid it no mind and instead opted to continue the conversation. “So, should we get started on these workouts then,” she asked, patting the man on his shoulder and causing him to look at the area. Although he was shivering from just how electric her touch was to him, there was also an unintended erotic factor due to just how hot he thought it was that her hand looked so small against his boulder-sized shoulders. 

Nodding his head in agreement, the man allowed Lisa to lead the way as she picked out the first two sets of machines that they would try out. After asking her to go first under the guise of being courteous, Toby took the opportunity to watch the woman navigate the machines and commit to memory how to operate them when it was his turn to go. As another machine opened up next to her, Toby decided to jump right in and begin working out in hopes of causing his boner to disappear. While it started out with good intentions, his tendency to underrate his lifting capabilities had caused him to make a consistent fool of himself to the point where Lisa would have to stop what she was doing to help the bodybuilder set his weight to the appropriate one that would give him a slight challenge. Although the assistance was most certainly appreciated, the close contact that he had with the gorgeous blonde was doing nothing to alleviate his throbbing manhood. Not even the attempts to focus on flexing and checking out his post-workout swoleness in between machines were able to help stop his intense libido. 

So despite how hard he tried to keep his mind off of his friend’s gorgeous rack and curvy figure, his hour-long workout did little to stop his thirst as he felt pre-cum beginning to leak once more into his underwear and pants. Not wanting to accidentally reveal his thirst for his friend though, Toby quickly excused himself as he rushed out of the gym area and into the men’s locker room. Hoping that a quick jerk-off session could get him back in performance mode and prevent him from blowing the gym date, the man threw caution to the wind and immediately pulled down his underwear and shorts. Opting to ignore the hoots and hollers from some of the gay men sitting in there, Toby waddled down to the back section of the locker room and took a seat on a nearby bench. 

Despite the slight discomfort of feeling his bulky ass against the wooden bench, he paid that no mind as he eagerly began to toy with his cock and grip onto it. As he started to once again stroke his impressively long member, the man was quite oblivious to the fact that Lisa was peering around a corner of lockers and smirking to herself as she watched the man get himself off. It wasn’t until the woman finally opted to speak that Toby jumped in shock and his jaw dropped at the clearly interested woman. 

“So, was the gym session that good or am I just that irresistible?” she coyly said, smirking as she slowly made her way over to Toby and took a seat next to him. 

“Uh, it’s… not what you think,” he began, attempting to figure out a proper response to try and hide the fact of his clear attraction towards her. But as he suddenly felt the dainty and well-manicured nails of the woman slowly wrap themselves around his manhood, he quickly began to piece together the fact that she knew exactly what was going on and even enjoyed the concept. 

“Fuck,” the man groaned, shifting his body slightly as the woman continued to toy with him. This time though, she pulled her hand away from his cock and instead opted to lean down, slowly open up her mouth, and run her tongue along his girthy cock. Biting his lip, Toby was understandably frazzled as he struggled to comprehend just how direct and eager Lisa was to pleasure him. But as his own emotions and desires for Lisa reached its breaking point, the man couldn’t resist pulling the woman’s head away from his cock and instead bringing her in for a passionate kiss. For years he had dreamt of this moment, and luckily for him, it was everything he had ever envisioned. Fireworks went off in his head as he tasted her cherry-flavored lipgloss and wasted no time forcefully pushing his tongue into her mouth. 

Allowing his sexual drive to take control of the situation, the man was quick to get onto the main attraction. As he pulled back from her once more, the man then opted to quickly get up on his feet and easily lift the woman up. Clearly not her first time doing this, Lisa wrapped her supple legs around his bulky torso and allowed him to lead the way as he grunted and quickly removed her sports bra. Looking at her sizable breasts, the man found himself diving deeper into his newfound sexual awakening and lifting his arms up while shoving his head face-first into her bosom. 

Not one to miss a hint, Lisa quickly took advantage of Toby’s exposed armpits by diving her own face deep within the sweaty and damp area. As they both took moments to admire each other’s attributes, Toby grunted as he kissed and felt up Lisa’s breasts while Lisa used her tongue to savor every inch of the man’s ripe and sweaty pits. This continued for several minutes, but as Lisa finally pulled her face away from Toby’s pits and moved closer to his ear, it became clear that she was ready to move forward. 

“Fuck me Toby,” she cooed, her voice shifting to a light whisper but sounding loud and clear in Toby’s head. As such, the man wasted no time obeying the woman’s request, pulling her off from around his torso and allowing her to pull down her leggings and panties. With her glorious pussy now revealed to Toby, the man acted swiftly and forcefully as he wasted no time lubing up his cock with a glob of saliva and slowly pushing deep within Lisa's eager pussy. 

For several minutes, the moans coming from the shower paled in comparison to the loud and passionate mix of grunting and moaning that came from the two gorgeous individuals as Toby finally came and lost his male virginity for the first time. But as he pulled out of Lisa and took a moment to catch his breath, the woman’s still-exposed genitalia invited him to continue further with their sexual escapades. As such, Toby was eager to help the woman also achieve orgasm, dropping to his knees and immediately getting to work on eating out the pussy of who was surely going to be his long-term girlfriend. Given his previous experience as a lesbian, the man was an absolute god with his tongue as he easily pleased Lisa and left her whole body shivering in pure lust. While he continued to hear the woman’s girly moans continue to fill the room, there was one thing that Toby was absolutely sure of: he was truly the luckiest man in the world!

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Patreon Update (November '23 - April '24)

Hello there everyone! Whew, it’s been a WHILE since I did one of these update / personal posts (November if my eyes aren’t deceiving me)... This certainly wasn’t my intention or anything, it’s just that my personal life has been putting me through the ringer nonstop since that last post! In addition to leaving my last job and needing to find a new one, I’ve been struggling with other stressors like severe mental health issues in addition to illness. To make matters even MORE stressful, the lease was up at my boyfriend and I’s apartment and we’ve been spending the past two months just applying to different places and trying to get all of the specifics ironed out.

As May rolls around and we finally move into this new apartment / I get a new lighter work schedule, I’m hoping that everything in my personal life will settle down so I can focus on being more active both here and on my Patreon. With my Tumblr, I’m aiming to try and do two transformation stories per month (one new mini-story like the Selfish Top Bottom story and a normal full-length story pulled from my Patreon archive). As for my Patreon, I’ve got a lot of stuff in the works including a Star-Lord transformation, a bodysuit story, and a revamped / rewrite of Helping Out A Friend – a series I started on Tumblr in January 2021 but was never able to finish. For those who don’t recall, here’s a link to the series – which follows a nerd and a frat bro swapping bodies for a semester of college to help the jock pass his final courses before graduating. 

Now shifting gears from what’s going to be coming to Patreon in the near future, let’s take a moment to shine a light on the content that I’ve created and released since November 2023! 

Usually, this tier included photo captions, but as my writing grew longer over the years, I finally realized in March that I was making things too hard on myself. Rather than trying to force a condensed story to fit the confines of an image, it’s easier for me to just write as much as I want and use the image as a supplement (or even gifs now with this change). As a result, I decided to change this tier where patrons now receive mini-stories that range from a length anywhere to 150 to 1.6k words. 

March Mini-Stories

Getting Lucky (350 Words) - Upon finding a green and yellow jockstrap in his underwear drawer, a gay man heads to his nearby gay club to celebrate St Patrick's Day. On the way, his inner Irishman is unleashed. Life Of The Afterparty (300 Words) - In the midst of cleaning up the aftermath of a prestigious award show, an aspiring actor discovers an abandoned award that causes major changes. Ginger God (150 Words) - A meek and overweight college nerd decides to head to the gym on St Patrick's Day for the first time in hopes that no one will be there. Upon swiping his card for the first time, he becomes the ginger god of the gym.

April Mini-Stories

Chris Gets Collared (650 Words) - When his dog begins acting strangely, Chris Evans enlists the help of an animal whisperer who has a unique way of helping animals be heard… Father-Son Bonding (1.6k Words) - A gruff and athletic father struggles to connect with his reserved and nerdy teenage son. Upon an argument one night, the duo wake up the next morning to learn what life is like in the other's shoes. Reforming The Police (350 Words) - Rather than helping an underprivileged area, the police force instead severely mistreats its citizens and ignores genuine problems. As a result, the community decides to reform the police in their own unique way…

Whistling The Blues

After arriving home from work one evening, Adam finds a large gift-wrapped box on his doorstep. Unwrapping it reveals a silver athletic whistle, which instantly confuses the man. To add to the confusion, blowing into the metal piece causes an ear-shattering sound to ring out that not only causes him intense pain but somehow transports him into a coach's office with plaques and trophies listing his name. As he observes the décor in hopes of figuring out what's going on, his body and mind begin to transform to give him the athletic career and manly body he had always dreamed of having… Tags: Age Progression, Daddification, Man to DILF, Mental Changes, Muscle Growth, Reality Shift

Unleashing His Inner Daddy

Hopeless romantic Finn thought he had finally found the one when he met his co-worker Richard. Not only was the man incredibly kind and sweet, but he was also a total DILF! Despite their palpable chemistry together, their relationship had soured over the past few months due to Richard's refusal to top. On the verge of a breakup, a passionate plea magically allows Finn the chance to allow his body to match his status as the dom top in the relationship... Tags: Age Progression, Muscle Growth, Man to DILF

Unleashing His Inner Daddy II

After a passionate plea transforms the young twink Finn into the spitting image of his middle-aged DILF boyfriend Richard, the couple takes a moment to get reacquainted with each other and explore this bizarre new reality. Unfortunately for Richard though, sensually worshiping his own body via Finn allows him to not notice his own transformation into something much more submissive... Tags: Inanimate, Unintended Consequences

Watch What You Wish For

Eager to revamp his image into being a classy and sophisticated middle-aged man, Chris Pratt signs a partnership deal with a brand of luxury watches. Upon making his way to the owner's mansion to agree to the terms and do a press conference to announce the new collaboration, the actor suddenly finds himself body swapped where he's now the elderly billionaire CEO leading the press conference. Worst thing about it is that no matter how hard he tries, he can't tell anyone about what's happened to him! Tags: Body Swap, Celebrity, Middle-Aged To Elderly, Elderly To Middle-Aged

College Is Transformative: Family Weekend

Chase Richards was on top of the world. With an incredibly handsome and ripped body along with an extremely wealthy father, the college wrestler had never really encountered any problems in his 19 years of living. At least, until he was assigned Tyler as his roommate.  As the nerd and jock duo go from acquaintances to full-blown enemies, Chase struggles to comprehend why the nerd had books about spellcasting and transformations hidden under his bed... Tags: Male Transformation, Exposition Chapter

College Is Transformative: Family Weekend II

Upon finishing up wrestling practice after a fight with his roommate, Chase is shocked to find that his wealthy businessman father had shown up to surprise him for Family Weekend. As the duo head back to the dorm so Chase can change before they head to dinner, they have no way of knowing that Tyler was about to put his magical plan for transformational revenge into motion... Tags: Possession, Revenge

Henry's Beta Test

In a depressive rut, Henry is given a beta version of the Chronivac by his friend to try out. Upon getting it, he decides to test it out by trying out a few new bodies in hopes of finding love… Tags: Chronivac, Muscle Growth, Shapeshift

Henry's Beta Test II

Despite getting access to the Chronivac and thus gaining the ability to transform his body and mind in any way possible, Henry finds himself still unable to land the perfect boyfriend. As he becomes more and more desperate and depressed, the man wastes no time stooping to treacherous lows to find love… such as meeting up with his favorite thirst trap couple to take over one of their lives and cause that man to undergo an inanimate change! Tags: Chronivac, Identity Death, Inanimate, Mental Changes, Muscle Growth, Reality Shift, Revenge, Shapeshift

The Scent of An Alpha

Going to college was supposed to be a fresh start for meek nerd Charlie Owens, but this plan is quickly derailed when he finds himself roommates with a hunky jock similar to the ones who bullied him back in high school. To make matters worse, the young man finds himself incredibly attracted to the Latino stud. After returning home one day and finding that his roommate is gone, the nerd decides to take a used jockstrap for personal use. Unfortunately, the scent of an alpha is contagious, which means that the young nerd will find himself becoming more like his roommate before he can realize what's going on… Tags: Mental Changes, Muscle Growth, Nerd to Jock, Racial Change, Reality Shift

Austin Theory's #1 Supporter

Upon being picked out in a crowd at a WWE event, a young man finds himself picked to get a free meet and greet with his favorite wrestler - Austin Theory. Unfortunately for him though, Austin has a secret plan that the man has found himself the main target in. Not only does Austin have a kink for humiliating other men via taunting and flaunting his immense physique, but he also has a transformation desire that he's eager to test out on the young man… Tags: Inanimate, Dominance and Submission, Humiliation, Body Swap, Revenge

Tricked By His Tutor

After making his way home from wrestling practice, Nolan is surprised to find his math tutor Arthur randomly waiting for him on his doorstep. Thinking that the man is lonely and just wants a friend, the wrestler invites him in to watch TV, order pizza, and just relax. Unfortunately for the jock, Arthur has a trick up his sleeve (and around his finger) that will change both of their lives forever… Tags: Body Swap, Jock to Nerd, Nerd to Jock, Revenge

The Meet & Greet

After years of fate seeming desperate to prevent him from seeing his favorite musician, The Weeknd, live in concert, Noah Stevens was ecstatic to find himself able to get his hands on a front row ticket the night before a nearby show. Upon arriving at the stadium, the mid-20s fan is in disbelief upon learning that his front row ticket is actually a VIP ticket that includes a meet and greet with the musician. Although Noah couldn't imagine a greater gift, he has no idea what the universe has in store for the duo once they finally meet each other… Tags: Body Swap, Celebrity, Shapeshift, Racial Change

Sorority Sister to Supersized Stud

When Britney Peterson woke up one morning to discover a text from her fellow sorority sister Natalie, the blonde had to do a double-take to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating. If there was anyone she didn’t expect nor want a text from, it was Natalie Sanderson. 

Ever since their freshman year of college, the duo had established themselves as formidable adversaries due to their similar skills and popularity. Yet while Britney treated others with kindness and respect, Natalie was the polar opposite. Instead of being a giver, the woman just took with no care in regards to how her actions affect others. By their senior year, their different philosophies had caused a clear rivalry to form between them as Britney was happily elected to become not only sorority president but also the head cheerleader (two positions that Natalie also desperately tried to get her hands on).

In the past few months, Britney’s brunette foe seemed eager to go scorched Earth upon losing the final elections for both head cheerleader and sorority president. Out of nowhere, the woman posted her own equivalent of a Burn Book which revealed every single secret that any of the girls had ever told her about themselves, their boyfriends, or their families. Understandably, this led to Natalie becoming the pariah of the sorority to the point where she barely left her room besides heading to class and back. Of course, Britney was empathetic to the girl who had seemingly lost everything, but it was hard to stay in that mindset for too long due to the actions she took towards not only Britney but her other sorority sisters as well.

Returning to the text though, Britney couldn’t help but be confused by the bizarre message that Natalie had sent her. On top of a long rambly apology, the message included a link to a “present” that Natalie said that she had made specifically for her. Despite knowing that it was probably some stupid prank or another attempt at revenge, Britney couldn’t help but ponder if the woman had genuine regret and thus opted to click on the link. Upon doing so though, the link pulled open the woman’s phone browser and turned it into an all-black screen. Wondering what was going on, Britney simply stared at the device waiting for something to happen… until a sudden tingle coursed through her hands and caused her to exit the window.

Upon firing a text saying that the link didn’t work, the woman headed into her bathroom and set her phone on the countertop as she undressed and began to shower. As she did this though and remained utterly focused on cleaning herself off, Britney was unable to notice the tingle that had transferred into her fingers spreading throughout her entire body and causing a series of changes to occur. In an instant, the woman’s toned physique began to suddenly inflate with muscle. While her biceps and thighs grew incredibly thick, the woman’s plump breasts and ass were like balloons as they suddenly popped and were sapped of any supple adipose tissue. Despite finding herself struggling to fit into the now-tight quarters of the shower due to her newfound bodybuilder physique, Britney remained completely oblivious as she continued to wash along her plump pecs and firm muscle ass. 

As the woman’s shower continued, Britney began to focus on washing her genitalia. But as she rubbed along her vagina, a sudden tightness began to emerge as she washed the area. Despite this sensation, the woman was in an entirely different world as a ballsack complete with golf-ball sized testicles birthed themselves from her feminine folds. From there, the water flowing down her body continued to change course as inch-by-inch, a girthy 8” appendage manifested to complete the woman’s physical shift into a man.

From the neck up though, the delicate features of a female visage complete with long blonde hair seemed ill-fitting on such an imposing physique. Luckily this wouldn’t be the case much longer as Britney’s focus now shifted toward washing her hair and face. With each run of her shampoo-covered thick callused fingers through her long blonde mane of hair, the strands were quickly receding into her scalp until she eventually gained a tight short blond hairstyle. As she grabbed some facial scrub and began to rub it into her visage, the features began to shift from soft and dainty to hardened and angled. In addition to the light sensation of trimmed stubble now brushing against his fingers, the new man gained a prominent brow and jawline as his nose straightened and also widened to give him the face of an imposing male model.

As the man lifted his head up and allowed the water to wash out the shampoo and face scrub, the memories and personality of Britney were undergoing a significant shift to fit his new form. Rather than being the head cheerleader, the new man was a linebacker on the college’s football team. In addition, the intelligence and well-mannered personality of Britney devolved severely to turn this new hunk of a man into a crude and cocky young man who would rather spend the entire day in the gym or being athletic than in a stuffy classroom.

With the final bit of shampoo and soap being washed down the drain, Brian Peterson went ahead and turned the shower off before wrapping a towel around his waist and stepping out. As he made his way to the sink, a swell of pride couldn’t help but fill his wide chest as he took in his tremendously imposing physique. He looked like an absolute god, which was a great thing since he WAS a god on campus!

Eager to revel in his own vanity, the man went ahead and grabbed his phone to pull open his camera. As he lifted the phone up to the level of his prominent Adam’s apple, the man hit record as he posed for the camera and showcased the hardened angles of his jawline.

In the midst of inflating his ego even further, the immense hunk was suddenly interrupted via a text by Natalie. Instantly, memories implanted themselves into the man’s mind in terms of his new relationship with the woman. Rather than being adversaries, the two were closer than ever – as a couple! In Brian’s eyes though, it only made sense that the head cheerleader would be dating the captain of the football team. Plus, they were both hot as fuck so every other couple on campus could only aspire to be like them.

As he opened up the text and saw a photo of the woman’s breasts with a seductive text talking about how badly she wanted him, it wasn’t a surprise that the man’s cock began to harden up at an exponential rate. Eager to return the favor and give her something to lust over, the man wasted no time pressing record as he pulled off his towel and mentioned how “chubbed up” Natalie made him. 

Back in her room, Natalie couldn’t help but smirk as she got her ultimate revenge against Britney. With her out of the way, Natalie’s life was utterly perfect now. She was head cheerleader and sorority president (which was the only reason why Brian could get away with sleeping and showering in one of the spare sorority bedrooms whenever he partied too hard), with a ripped and hunky boyfriend to boot. The woman was on top of the world and if any adversary ever came up against her, she now knew the power of the Chronivac!

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Oof

So, I'm on my way to church, sadly, however we get snacks and stuff plus everyone knows my new name/pronouns (doubting everyone will respect that fact though) but I've got my earbuds and a hulu subscription so I'm probably going to watch Steven Universe the whole time or something (maybe adventure time, idk)

“You can’t!” I told my friend Melissa.  "You have to reverse it, I take it back, I’m sorry!“ I wanted to cry, but I was currently too shocked, I think, and my body was coursing through with hormones.  I could scarcely belief it – she’d really injected me.

“Listen, you don’t want to be a real feminist and you want to stick up for men so often, then you can just fucking be one and join them.  I’m done with self-loathers who want to sympathize with the patriarchy.”

“But I am a real feminist!” I screamed, “I said I’m sorry!”

“It’s too late for sorry,” Melissa said.  "Just fuck off and die, I really don’t care,“ she said, turning her back and slamming the door as she left.

I knew there wasn’t any cure that I was aware of, but I can’t believe she actually had done this to me.  There had to be some way… but there wasn’t, I knew, as I watched in something akin to horror as my legs thickened and pulsed with muscle, sprouting dark, swirling hair all over them.  It was coming in on my face, too, my arms, even my chest, which was hardening up into a male torso so fast.  I couldn’t think clearly, I felt dizzy, and I felt my balls drop down in my shorts…I had a cock now, oh fuck.  Oh fuck, man, what am I gonna do?” I thought as the changes seemed to be intensifying.  Oh fuck, naw man, this can’t be real!  I don’t want to be a horny, hairy motherfucker!