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Ugh it’s getting harder to place the toppings. I only ate like three of them but I’m about to explode from my clothes here. But they’re so delicious. . . . maybe i can sneak in one more. 

Minutes later friends and family came to a broken house and a gigantic Manny who seems like he’s trying to find something in the rubble. 

Although I think we can all guess what he’s looking for don’t we.

TF Therapy: Ivan

“Walking has helped… I guess.  After everything that’s happened, I can at least say the weather has been nice. Spring is right around the corner.” Ivan says adjusting his glasses. Though optimistic in wording, the tone Ivan conveyed still felt more somber. 

Dr. Eric Chang nods, taking note of this. “Well exercise of any caliber can assist in many aspects of mental health. I’m glad you remembered that from out last session. However, I’m guessing you’re still feeling a bit out of sorts. Might I ask if you have anything specific on your mind?”

Ivan let out a long sigh as he looked down at his body. Large firm pecs centered between two powerful arms that were even bigger when flexed. A set of abs beside a tattoo he never even got. “It’s just the guilt doctor…I know that every time I walk down the street, talk to a person, or even look in the mirror… I’m just using something that doesn’t belong to me. I didn’t workout to get these muscles. I didn’t feel the pain getting this tattoo. I didn’t spend the hours needed to become a male model. I’m just using a collection of stolen parts… and I feel terrible.”

The doctor nodded solemnly placing his pencil and paper down. “I appreciate the self awareness you have to the scenario you are in Ivan. However, I fear you’re mistaken at a few parts. Namely. You did not steal anything. Let me ask you. Were you the one that created that myserious fog that passed through your small town?”

Ivan shook his head no.

“And were you the one that selected Mr. Bromare’s musculature to be added to your form?”

Ivan shook his head again.

“Or Mr. Mendacina’s racial features? Or Angelo Vera’s facial structure?”

“No…” Ivan replied tiredly.

“Correct. The legal definition for theft is the taking of another person’s property with the intent of depriving that person of it. You lack the intention behind such a crime. So I’ll ask that you not refer to yourself as a thief.” Dr. Chang requests.

A brief nod escapes Ivan’s head as he continues to look down and not meet the doctor’s eyes.

“Can you help me understand why you feel these moments of guilt? I understand that you experienced  body dysphoria issues and a frustration with weight loss. Are these feelings grounded in fear? Insecurity?”

Ivan shrugs his broad shoulders. “I… I don’t know Doctor Chang. I don’t understand it all that well myself I guess. I feel guilty that I got all these good qualities for one. I know the people who examined me said the traits that were swapped between all the people were random, but I feel bad being one of the only lucky ones here. Not only that, the doctors tell me that these changes are permanent. Not just irreversible but permanent. So no matter how much I eat or don’t workout I’ll still have this same general form. Same goes for the others who can’t build their bodies back to what they once were. And here I am just reaping the benefits and i don’t deserve any of this. None of us do…”

“Thank you for sharing all of this with me Ivan. Changes as drastic as yours certainly carry their fair share of traumatic episodes. And the sensations you describe are very akin to survivor’s guilt… with another exception. All the people who were involved in the Trait Storm are still alive. Yes. Many of their standards of livings have changed. Yes we had to move everyone from your town to different cities to assist with a decontamination of the area.  But no one was physically hurt by the exchanging of traits and attributes. I can assure you many I have mentioned today are seeking out therapy, while others are simply adapting to their new lives. The burden of responsibility here does not lie with you or your guilt, but of the individuals responsible. This is all to say the internal struggles many like yourself are going through, do not fall on your shoulders. Your feelings of guilt and inadequacy don’t serve them or any form of penance.”

The young man nods. “I… guess that makes sense… Logically I know it makes sense. I still can’t get the feelings to go away. And I hate myself for that. Like I hate myself and feel guilty and then I also hate myself for feeling guilty.”

Eric smiles. “As mentioned before, I appreciate your self awareness in this regard. That gives us a good starting point on how to approach your issue. Negative self talk can be a harmful and persistent challenge many face even out side of TF Therapy. However, there are a multitude of ways to tackle it. Mindfulness, meditation, and self-compassion. We actually have an entire book that covers self talk and how we communicate with ourselves. Would that be something you were interested in looking into?”

“I… I think it would be thank you.” Ivan says as Dr. Chang hands him a book. He takes a minute to read through its pages and survey all the relateable anecdotes. And after a few minutes of reading stories with accompanied exercises he smiles, and nods more.

“Thank you Dr. Chang… can I keep this? It’ll be nice to read… I found a good place to read outside at the park I’ve been walking to. I can return it and-”

“By all means Ivan. Keep it. I’m glad I can help. Now. We only have a few more minutes left, is there anything else you’d like to discuss?”

Ivan’s disposition shifts again. Looking less sad and more embarrassed. “Well… it’s not as big as the other stuff. But I still feel… weird about it… I was seeing someone before the Trait Storm. His name was Larson Price. Well… they recently allowed intercommunication between people we once knew… and… well he was telling me about some of his changes. He got a little taller, finally got that beard he wanted to grow, and even got a deeper voice… However, he said that when he saw a picture of the new me… he wasn’t… attracted to it. We think maybe his sexuality shifted? Is that a thing for these kinds of changes? The doctor only told us about physical changes nothing like this… can… will we? I mean do we have a chance?”

Eric paused for a second. He knew all too well the struggles of trying to maintain a relationship after one’s sexuality was altered. Before he could respond a small alarm went off.

“I’m sorry Ivan. I don’t know much on the subject of the Trait Storm effecting sexuality. I’ll be sure to research this topic and next week we can discuss more. Does that sound alright?”

“Of course. Thanks again Dr. Chang. I’ll see you next week.”

The two waved goodbye as Eric sighed. He hated lying to his patients. 

-

Dr. Evan’s Chang’s Notes on patient: Ivan Antonova

Age:(32) 32

Height: (5′9) 6′2

Weight (190lbs) 225lbs

Race: (Caucasian) Mixed South American and South Asian

Patient  appears to experience issues regarding self esteem manifesting in guilt and negative mindsets. Severity unknown at this time, but strong likelihood for a non pharmaceutical approach. Prognosis: high chance of recovery and coping. 

I’m hoping my expressions didn’t betray me when discussing significant others and sexuality changes. With any luck and further studies I can put my own personal problems to rest on this matter and hopefully help others along the way. If that is the case, then my time working for this agency may be coming to a close. I wonder if this is the right thing to do. I have a responsibility to my patients as well as the future individuals I can help… but I also have a responsibility to me and to my own life/happiness… I’ll consider all angles before I act.

“Uhhhhh I can explain this”

“You took my grandfather’s jockstrap and wear it????? My gosh”

“I am… so… rrry” David’s voice is slowly getting deeper and deeper

That underwear he is wearing is from my grandpa, he was one of the best soldier in millatary, the word “best” is not in term of leader or anything, it stands for his unusual strength and his intense sex drive. He was well known for his enormous frame and his giant dick, giving seed to everyone he wanted. Because of that I had a hard time to find a boyfriend without him being some of my long lost cousin. But my grandpa’s power is some kind of course passed down to generations through an underwear. I know it is ridiculous, but that explains everything about my father and my uncle’s bodybuilder body, strength that can carry a car without wiping a sweat, their intense sex too.

I was about to surprise my boyfriend by wearing this in front of him, but he wanted to “share” his love with me so bad so he thought it was cute to wear my clothes. Now look at him, a hulk like body appeared out of nowhere, everything of him exploded in size in few minutes and some grunts, his clothes ripped off by his giant muscles and his grips, rock liked, solid abs, muscles just stack constantly. His manhood decided to grow as well, about to rip off my grandpa’s underwear.

I watched in…. some kind of satisfaction, I am a top like dominant, but the idea of getting fucked hard and carried by a bigger dude, turns me on.

And I guess I am even more horny now with his slowly deeper voice and beard, with more idea of being a masculine man come through his mind. His young and twink face has gone, replaced by more angular, masculine features, with his hungry eye looking for some hole to put up his seed.

“Ahhhhh sorry bae, my body is still heated up by those training” Great, now David the twink is replaced by some David the Military daddy, but I am not complain tho. He slowly walk to me, grab my hand and push me back to the wall, I can smell his hungry hormone and his manly sweat. His breath really turns me on, he slowly unpacked the underwear, with leaking cum pouring out the floor sticking from his dick. He kissed my neck

“Hungry?”

“You know it”

“Bae”

Slowly he turned me back and violently throb his manhood through my hole, fuck me with no concept of time. His seed slowly feel out my hole, flexing his hulk body, making loud grunt, no satisfaction yet, ready for other round till I lost count after 6 rounds. Am i mad for his stolen chance of becoming a true man? Not really. I am not complain for being a bottom now. Knowing a daddy will always be with me. Fuck, take care of me, fuck, repeat, I should give it to him sooner.

Ok i will admit this is not too bad, it all started when i secretly put those muscle growth pill on my skinny boyfriend drinks. But i guess i put a little bit too much, the result shocked me. The moment he put down his cup of tea, his clothes exploded with muscles ripped out everything on his body, his chest growing bigger along with his arm and legs, his shoulder broaden, his face become much more masculine, he grew bigger in frame, his dick thrusted out, bigger in size,leaking cum all over the ground. He had no idea what happened, but the moment i worshipped his body, he lift me up with his musuclar arm, bring me to the bedroom,fuck me like an alpha ,that was the best sex i have ever had. Now all he can think about is cuddle, lift, fuck, i ain’t complain tho.

Babe. Babe! Relax, cmon deep breathes. I know you're confused but I can explain what happened.

You love bigger men, but you still chose me as a boyfriend. I keep going to the gym and changed my lifestyle trying to be bigger for you but nothing changed.

I was desperate so I bought these pills and well . . . you know what it does. I'm sorry that I put it in the medicine cabinet but I didn't expect you to take it.

So how about I take some of those pills now and be the big man you always wanted. We can do stuff that you always dreamed of, especially now with you being huge and all.

Wait what do you mean not yet and thanks for the unexpected gift. What do you mean I misunderstood?! You mean you always wanted to be the big man yourself but couldn't tell me?!

TF Therapy: Retirement (Chris Part 2)

Sequel to TF Therapy: Chris

“So….how do you feel… it’s a bit larger than what you’re accustomed to… I imagine… no shortness of breath or muscle soreness or-”

“I’m fine Eric. More than fine now that… well now that I feel more like me.. I don’t know how I could repay you for any of this… I feel… free.”

The two stared at each other, unable to look away. A sweet silence they were unable to share before. 

“How about you start driving and I’ll come up with a way later… big guy”

Chris smiled and drove off as quickly as he could.

- 12 hours earlier -

The pleasant morning breeze felt nice against Chris’ muscles. He was mid warmup when he heard footsteps approaching the front door. 

Soon, there was a knock and he had to set himself down from his impromptu workout when he saw Eric, eagerly waiting.

He lands with a powerful spry jump and walks over to Dr. Eric Chang.

“Hey there! You’re uh- early. I was just finishing up a workout. Can I get you some water or anything? Sorry about the sweat. I’ll towel off real quick” Chris says embarrassed as he wipes off the sweat with a fancy embroidered towel with the name “Evans” on it. 

“Thank you Chris. I’m fine at the moment. Apologies for the early arrival, but I wanted to get started as soon as possible today… there’s a lot to discuss. Shall we?” The doctor asked as they walked through the large halls of the mansion.

“Yeah of course. Right over here. This is my private study. Unlike my other bodies, I don’t have a significant other right now who can walk in on us.” Chris says looking as if humor was his only option to Eric’s serious tone.

“That’s one of the reasons I asked to reschedule before your next jump. First things first, in your own words do you think your situation has changed at all? Any abnormalities in who and how often?” The doctor inquired getting right to business.

“No. Not really. Same scenarios keep happening. I jump from bodies to the various famous Chris’ that keep popping up. Still primarily Chris Hemsworth and Evans. Variations with Chris Pine, and that one time with Chris Bumstead, but mostly the Hollywood based Chris’es. Unfortunately they’re all painfully… you know. Liking women…” Chris admitted.

“And… on the subject of sexuality.. are you… alright with the… acclimation into each of your lives… have you… explored your heterosexuality outside of… the individual bodies you find are already in committed relationships?” The doctor nervously asked, clenching his fist at the potential answers.

“I… well… I certainly perform normally when it comes to married life. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to dealing with multiple families and lives… but the sex… yes that still happens… but when it comes to Chris Evans… no. I haven’t really explored sexually outside of masturbation… I know you encourage honesty for these but… well… I hope you don’t mind me saying… I do miss you… Eric… We… can strike that from your recordings… if you’d like.” Chris said looking embarassed.

The two looked at each other for a moment and Eric gulped. “I know… and I’m really sorry about that Chris. If I’m being honest I know you did all this for me… and you’re paying for something you never needed to do… I’m…. I could never forgive myself if you had to stay like this for long…” Eric admitted.

“Doct-… Eric. Where’s all this coming from? I thought we had to maintain all the professional stuff…

“We would if this was an official visit… but I came here… just to make sure that you still wanted to… well leave this kind of life behind. I know it was an accident, but I’d also understand if you wanted to stay a group of famous handsome celebrities…” Eric said, breath finally catching up to him.

“I mean… I won’t lie. It’s nice being all rich all the time. But i miss the stability of living one life… I miss my old friends, my family and… well you. Wait… you mentioning all this. Does that mean you found a way for me to break the spell? How!?” Chris said feeling excited for the first time in awhile.

“Would you believe Santa Claus? The specifics aren’t important, but the long and short of it is that I can break the spell and remove your soul into a body formed in an image of your preference…If you’d like to do that… I mean… I had to ask…” Eric said looking hopefully at his once close friend and lover wearing the face of Chris Evans.

“Of course I want to! We can finally be together! And- wait… I thought…. well your employers would have more to say about all this. I-I… I’m guessing they don’t know about this do they?” Chris said a little concerned.

Eric shook his head. “No they don’t. That’s the other thing I needed to ask you. We’re gonna have to relocate… I’ve told my patients my plans and they’re ok with remote sessions for the time being till I can find them again… this book is really incredible… but you and I… for a few days at least… will need to go on the run for a bit… are you ok with that? I’m sorry for dumping so much on you, this is-”

The doctor was interrupted as Chris leaned down to kiss Eric passionately on the lips. The two embraced, wrapping their arms around one another. Eric could even smell the slight bit of sweat on Chris as he’d finished his workout. Plus being pressed against the strong arms and solid chest of the former Captain America didn’t really encourage the doctor from letting go as the kiss completed.

“Eric. I’d follow you anywhere you’d go, if you would have me. I am ready for this spell to end and for… us to start.” Chris intertwined his fingers between Eric’s.

The doctor had never felt so enamored or flushed with affection. However, his sensibilities kicked in a few seconds later and broke the embrace. “Alright. I’m glad you’re on board. I can start the spell now and I’ve got a car waiting outside for us. The first part of the spell involves the creation of your new body. It can be anything you like! I imagine a guy like Chris Evans or Hemsworth?”

“Well… I mean. If you’d like it. I originally only casted the spell because I thought you’d like them.” Chris admitted

“Wait… really? Ok… Well… Chris. This has to be your decision. You tried so much for me. Let me do this for you. Be honest. What kind of body would you like? For YOU. I’ll format it into the spell I’m about to record” Eric asked earnestly. 

Dr. Evan’s Chang’s Spell for patient: Chris Fieldstone

Age: 37 Height: 6′10 Race: Nordic/Scandinavian Hair: Blond (Hairy) Build: Muscular (Burly) Voice: Baritone-Bass

“I… always wanted to be a bigger guy… and look kinda viking esque. I hope that’s ok.” Chris said looking like he just said something embarrassing.

“It’s perfect. Just like you are.” The two shared another kiss as Eric recited the spell. Chris expected ancient chants, but Eric was simply repeating his patient report out loud. When it ended Chris’ entire form felt very strange as he’d never experienced a physical transformation before! His body shot up in height and bulk, ripping through Chris Evan’s clothes! Then he heard his shoes split in two as two very large feet emerged from the designer coverings. Finally he let out a low moan as his voice deepened even more and blon hairs grew out of his body replacing the dark brown ones. A flash of light happened and the real Chris Evan fell out of the new huge Chris. The clothes he once wore reformed into something more appropriate as Evans was left nude in his own study.

Eric fainted shortly after and Chris, in his titanic new body caught him. “I was able to convert the spell into something I’m more familiar with… but it still takes a lot out of me. You’ll have to get us to the car. Are you ok to drive?”

Chris nodded and with surprising ease, carried Eric to the car parked outside, set him down gently in the passenger seat, and squeezed into the driver’s side.

“So….how do you feel… it’s a bit larger than what you’re accustomed to… I imagine… no shortness of breath or muscle soreness or-” Eric asked exhaustedly.

“I’m fine Eric. More than fine now that… well now that I feel more like me.. I don’t know how I could repay you for any of this… I feel… free.” Chris had never been happier. He didn’t feel the old inclinations to act like a stranger anymore. He was finally himself. 

The two stared at each other, unable to look away. A sweet silence they were unable to share before.

“How about you start driving and I’ll come up with a way later… big guy,” Eric smiled, knowing Chris would enjoy that last comment.

Chris smiled and drove off as quickly as he could. They could already see dark unmarked vehicles approaching from the other direction. Chris wasn’t sure where they were going or what would happen next, but he knew that it was alright. He looked at his boyfriend, now sleeping beside him, and a familiar feeling strained his shorts.

I saw a site that sells authentic magic items and saw something that intrigued me, it was a thin gold necklace said to help grow a person into a real man.  Without a second thought I had ordered it, after a week I got notified that my package arrived and was received by my mother.  I was so excited I ran inside but I bumped into something hard, standing up my face was only at chest level with the huge muscular chest in front of me, there I looked I ogled at this guys body which bulged with muscles even his shorts look painted on and the bulge in front was just amazing to look at. Finally looking up I saw my brothers face smiling down at me, the same brother which was a head shorter than me just this morning. Thanks for the necklace big bro or should I say little bro now he said while chuckling. By the way I love what this thing did for me, also I’m not done growing I can feel it. Hope you get used to a new bigger me but don’t worry I’ll be good and let you feel my muscles anytime you want. 

My father is a scientist of sorts working for a large company but hasn’t spoke much about anything about what company it is or what he’s doing.  One day he suddenly called me and too meet up with him at the airport with a rushed and gleeful voice only it sounded different for some reason. When I arrived I kept looking left and right for my father with no luck, then I saw this huge man with proportions only found in my fantasies. I may have stared too much as he suddenly locked eyes with me then stood up.  He smiled at me then gave me a flex before walking towards me. I felt small as he stood in front of me. How could someone ever get this big and tall. -So you like what you see? He asked *Yes sir very much -Well glad to know son as he gave me a big hug I couldn’t believe it this behemoth of a man was my father! I asked question after question on how this happened but he put a meaty finger on my mouth and hushed me. He gave me a passport and grabbed my hand. I’ll tell you all about it when we’re alone.

Special thanks to GrowingTwink for this UNBELIEVABLE morph made to accompany a fantastic muscle theft story ongoing at my Patreon. What happens when a big guy gets small and a little punk takes all his size to do with as he wishes? Come check it out on my Patreon! “It happened because you were being a big-shot,” Chance said. He raised his arms into a double-biceps pose, grinning wildly when he saw what they looked like. “It happened because you thought you could just muscle around and get your own way. Well, tell me, ANT, you still think you can tell us what to do?”

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My boyfriend and I would always push each other to become better. However Arnold was lacking behind but kept going. I adore him so much and want him to be happy so I bought some growth powder from a shady site. When it came I was ecstatic about it and just added it to his shake only. After our session in the gym he suddenly felt weird and was visibly shaking. When I thought things were going bad, his face became blissful.  His body stopped shaking but now pulsed, each time it happened his body grew. Muscles upon muscles just piled I was too focused on looking at them that I didn’t even notice he was growing taller as well, I only noticed it when I looked at his face but not had to crane my neck up. When it all stopped he looked confused but happy as well, he kept flexing even doing poses bodybuilders do and when he noticed me he just smiled then grabbed me like I weighed nothing not knowing where we’d go.

My close friend and I encountered an old wishing well. We both wished on it. His was to be a real man that oozes masculinity, confidence and charm while mine was for my friends deepest desire would come true. He was happy to hear about it and we just laughed to ourselves back to our room for ever thinking a wishing well would ever be real.

In the morning when I awoke I was greeted to someone looking straight at me. Instead of panicking I was too entranced by his beauty and charm. He slowly stood up and came closer, my eyes darted to his body everything about him was big. Bulges could be seen everywhere from his neck down to his feet I was especially surprised with what he was packing and continued to stare lustfully.

When I came to he was already sitting beside me and smiling then gave me a big hug. Oh how wonderful it felt to be pressed to his wonderful body and feel everything. He thanked me then used the nickname only my close friend used. I question back to him and he nodded. The wishing well was real and made both of wishes true. What I didn’t know was part of my friends wish was to be with me forever and I was slowly having deeper feelings towards him. 

As I was worshiping my huge muscular body my pecs moved on their own. Feisty little fellas here I say as my pecs kept jumping. Why do they do this? Well I absorbed two people to become huge. It was so awesome gaining the size of two people and seeing myself blow up in muscle and height.  Sooner or later they’ll completely assimilate to my body and I’ll have full control over it. Can’t wait for that so I can finally get some people in bed and test everything out.

Practicing magic can bring about unexpected results. I tried casting an enhancement spell last night and thought I did everything right. The problem was I the crystals I used instead of hanging above me was on its side and pointed elsewhere. In the morning I jumped out of bed expecting the changes but nothing . . . . 

Saddened that my spell didn’t work I just went to the bathroom and bumped into something. In front of me it was my brother but bigger, taller and very muscular. He was telling me how he just became like this when he woke up, as we were talking we heard a loud thud and went to where it came from. 

We were in front of our dads room and knocked then suddenly the door came of its hinges and we saw our dad almost filling the room and was needing help. I told them about what I did and was apologizing going to reverse it. But a few seconds I saw my brother and dad looking at each other and told me to hold off on doing it with a smile on their faces.

Tyler Cooke

The new farmhand was quite new and weak. Things took longer with him being around so I decided to help him a little. During a break I gave him some food laced with my special growth powder even giving him a bit more for him to be better at work.

It was weird as soon as he started working again he was growing his muscles bulged all around his shirt became scraps as he continued his growth and his pants following soon. I say it was weird since the powder should take effect a few more minutes. Then I saw my son behind me looking happy and learned he gave him some powder as well. The growth slowed and the guy was standing there sweaty from the transformation looking back at us but then he looked red and sweat more. It was the second dose taking effect and it was affected by the first dose. 

His growth surged and muscles piled upon muscles his body to accommodate his  muscle growth grew in height. He kept on growing till he burst through the roof and it abruptly stopped. We could only look up with our  mouths open upon seeing this titan in all his glory then he looked back at us gave a smile then lifted both of us with a single hand thanking us for what we did and will do everything he can for us.

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.

My husband has been insisting on topping me in bed I was happy to oblige but even though I love him his body didn't spark my wanting to bottom, we tried blindfolding and some toys but nope. Even though I love him I can only see myself topping him and deep down confessed that I maybe having someone bigger than me could help.

We didn’t speak much about it and continued our lives. One day however he calls me to go to the gym I thought it was weird seeing he doesn’t like the gym and he sounded to have a cold. At the gym there was nobody else but one man doing bicep curls I walked over to him to ask where my husband could be but when I saw his face it was my husbands but more manly and even grew facial hair.

I gawked at his presence he had grown maybe a head or two above me and his muscles which were big he flexed them  bigger. He asked me if this could make me bottom for him and I could only nod. He carried me like like I weighed nothing and felt something hitting my back he could only smile and say I was going for a rough experience.

-This coffee tastes different today what’d you put in it? 

--Just something that would help you in your new construction job

-Wha whats happening I feel funny like my body is gonna explode ugh

--Oooh its finally taking effect

-I’m growing look how big I’m getting my arms just burst from my sleeves and my shirt got torn. My pants feel a whole lot tighter and am I getting taller? What the hell is happening!

--Don’t be so dramatic I know you’re loving this. I just gave you some mystic herb powder from a friends connection.

-I mean I do love this but aren’t I getting a bit too big? I’m a whole lot bigger than the biggest guy at the site and he isn’t small by any means. Look my hands can almost reach the ceiling and I’m still inching up.

--I think my friend told me to use the powder sparingly but I didn’t expect a teaspoon full will do this.

-We have to do something quick or else I’m gonna bust out of our home.

My boyfriend Jay and I went to the gym for some exercise. I’m the bodybuilder type and went for some heavier weights while he went for cardio. I don’t know why but throughout the day I kept bumping into this small dude and every time we’d get more annoyed by each other. On the final encounter he flew far and almost hit his head and that’s where he cursed me to feel like he did and he stormed off.

Meeting up with Jay I felt a cold chill and while looking at Jay I saw that he was growing. With every move he got bigger, slowly but surely he grew and surpassed me and then some more it was so surreal but no one else but me noticed this happening. When he was done was walking towards me and my god he was huge way taller and wider than me, honestly I didn’t know if I felt scared or excited but soon after he tripped and hit me hard.

He was sorry and was able to scoop me up with ease, lifting me while my feet left dangling way up in the air and kissed me. Seems the curse changed him to be clumsy but not everything is bad. I can somewhat get used I hope while looking at my boyfriends junk that looks inhumane.

Growth-Inc has made a new product “growth in a can” (smoke edition)

This one was particularly liked by the masses because of how fun it can be used in parties and events. One thing to note is that this product needs somewhere well ventilated due its effect continuing as long as the smoke is seen.

There was gay modeling event where this gas was used and afterwards there were giant muscle models and guests that blew out of the building. Be careful when using it folks

The once little twink now towered and being revered by the one beneath him he had absorbed the size and power of the third but still thirsts for growth and after their little worship session he would take from the other.