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I've seen you grant wishes and I would be in the need of help. All the guys on dating apps are open and quick to talk about hookups but I feel to shy for that and it cost me a lot of potential date. Could you help me fit in more and be more confident with myself and my body please? I want to be able to get any man I want.

Ah don’t worry man, we’ve all been there! Why don’t we do a little editing of that profile on your app, make you a little more appealing? Let’s see.. ah there it is. Now let’s change some stuff. Age... 30... Race... Black ... Looking for.. anyone who wants a taste of this dick..! Okay, last thing, just need to upload a picture.

He’s pretty hot right? Sorry I have to correct you, you’re pretty hot. That's you man, as soon as I press save.. and done! Get ready man, first your skins going to start shifting to that nice chocolate color. Then muscles, and plenty of them, all over that body. That’s right, give me a flex. Then your head, short beard growing out, hair becoming kinky, and your lips push out just a bit.

Damn man, lookin perfect! Don’t worry, saved the best for last. Feel as your ass pushes out into two muscular globes. Getting hard? Well you’re getting even harder man, feel that cock of yours grow into a fat piece of black meat, with the perfect balls to match. How are you feeling?

Good, you’re looking perfect! And if I’m not mistaken, your inbox is already being flooded by all types, twinks, bears, jocks.. everyone wants a piece of you! Looks like you have the pick of any man you want bro! Hope you enjoy your new life, and manage to find your perfect boyfriend soon!

Im curious about the wishes, im a latin guy who has always wanted to be more muscular. Ive seen many images of iraqui men who have massive muscle, can you please turn me into one?

You have good taste sir! Now just let me do my magic, and you can get the perfect middle eastern body you desire. Now let me just show you something...

See this guy? You may not think it’s you, but it is man. Let me explain why. You have those perfect pecs and abs, just the right amount of hair. You have that perfect short black beard, which nicely accents those kissable lips of yours. You have that intense stare, perfectly emphasized by those thick brows.

Hmm, anything I’m forgetting? Oh right, just that fat cock you’re hiding in those shorts. Almost every day you are bringing over another guy just to fuck him as hard as you want.

Well, I think that’s everything Omar. Not sure why you wanted to transform into someone you already are. What's that? Not your name? Don’t be stupid Omar, just look in the mirror and see that I’m right. You’re a hunky middle eastern stud, always have been. I won’t keep you too long, can tell you’re horny as fuck and eager to shove that dick in some lucky guys mouth.

How about a burned-out engineer receiving an unexpected/forced change of perspective?

Hmm, desiring something new? Don’t worry, I don't have any problem making that possible. Just relax, and let my words wash over you. I’ll be able to pull out the real you from that shell of a body. Just think hard, who you really wish you were. I think I can see a glimpse of it, your true self. Let me show you a flash...

See that? That’s you. An older, hairy, sexy, silver daddy. What’s that, shaking your head? There’s no point denying it, this is you. You’ve already started changing, your hair wasn’t always that nice silver was it? And that nice hairy chest so many guys would love to have.

What did you say your career was again? Ah that’s right, a model. No math for you that’s for sure, all you need to know is how to look pretty in front of a camera. With those muscles, that trimmed beard, and that nice ass of yours that’ll be no problem at all.

Hm? Ah I see, a bit of you is still resisting. Let me make this clear for you then. You are a sexy older daddy. You’ve always been this way. That’s right, accept it. Tell you what, if you do I’ll let you touch that fat package that’s pushing against the seams of your underwear. I know, its unbearable. 

There you go, stroke that cock. You’re giving me quite the show, and when its over you won’t remember a single thing about your run-of-the-mill life as an engineer. You’re close I can tell, just cum and it’ll be all settled. Fuck yeah, unleash that load all over that hairy chest. 

So, how are you feeling? Glad to hear it Daddy! So nice of you to give your limited time to a fan, really love your modeling work. You think I would look good on my knees, sucking you off you say? Well, have to agree on that. Let’s just slip into your makeup booth and we can have some fun Daddy. 

I always have a crush on Dwayne Johnson the Rock, could you do something? Like tfing me into John Cena to make a couple or even into the Rock himself?

Hm, both sound like good options to me, but I think I love the idea of making you your little celebrity crush. I mean he’s hot as fuck right? Oh wait, sorry, you’re hot as fuck. Cause you’re the one and only Rock right? I can tell by that perfect tan skin, bulging muscles, and iconic tattoos. What, don’t believe me? Just check out a mirror dude.

Yep that’s you alright. Ah I can see you are getting hard just admiring your new hot body. That’s alright, I mean you can’t be cocky without a thick hard cock to back it up right? And you have the perfect husband to take it.

That’s right, John Cena’s all yours Dwayne. Don’t remember what happened? Well it was hot as fuck, the two of you were wrestling. Then all of the sudden that tension turned sexual. You guys kissing and grinding in the ring.. some of the crowd was disgusted, but so many more were turned the fuck on.

Wasn’t that long till you both got hitched, becoming the perfect bodybuilding power couple. And the way Cena is looking at you right now.. one of you is going to be bent over taking the other’s fat dick. Only question is who? Guess you’ll do it the old fashioned way, wrestling until one of you ends up on top.

A straight friend of mine suffers from baldness in his early twenties and wish he had some hair on his head. I really love bald man and I wish he could see how manly and sexy this look could make him. Don’t you mind showing him? (And if you could make us lover I would appreciate it grandly ;) )

Sounds like a nice wish, your friend really needs to appreciate how sexy a bald guy can be. I can see him now, driving home from his latest workout session. He was trying to impress the ladies, but none of them bit. Don't worry, the spell I cast on him is gonna make him feel a lot better. His hair is growing everywhere, but his head. Nice beard and hairy, fat pecs. Oh, and just a little bit older too, giving him a sexy masculine aged look.

Next, gotta work on that sexuality. Any thoughts of pussy and boobs is going out the door, only big fact cocks and hairy asses for this guy now. And his favorite pair? Yours of course! He's driving quickly now, eager for his boyfriend to fuck him just the way he likes. He just stopped at a red light, sending you a quick text and pic to get you in the mood.

“Hope you’re ready for this dick babe.” he texts “I'm horny as fuck!”

It won’t be long till he’s at the door. You’ll open it for him, and he’ll quickly capture you in a heated kiss. A warmth will course through you, as a similar transformation starts with you. Thought you would go unchanged? Nah man, you have to see how sexy it is being this way too!

Like your new look? The way your bulge is pushing up against your boyfriends, I think the answer is yes! Just know if either of you kiss anyone else, they are also going to hulk out into a sexy bald beast just like you. 

You say you liked bald guys? Well enjoying being one, as well as making many, many more of them!

If you're granting wishes, Im a big superchubby guy, but not the most bearish... I'd love to be hairier and muskier. Maybe dominant for once.

Funny you sent in this ask, just found the perfect thing for this. See this hat here, wait no don’t wear it! Just give it a good sniff. Smells manly right? Why don’t you stick your whole head in there, that’s it. You’re starting to look better already. Love that impressive, thick, black beard you got going on man. You can go ahead and put it on now, gotta cover that balding head, right?

Have another thing here you’re going to love; this used jockstrap. Don’t know if it’s ever been washed. Go ahead, rub that all over your body. You wanted to be musky right? Well you are man! Mind if I stick my face in that fuzzy, big chest of yours?

Fuck Daddy, did I ever tell you how hot you are? I loved riding your fat cock last night, you left in such a hurry that you forgot some of your clothes! Oh, I see; just another one of your ploys to get me over huh? Well, looks like it worked, and let me tell you, you can do whatever you want to me Daddy.

Hello there, I just found your work and I'm a fan! In all honesty, I'm strangely curious to see how another transformation creator would change me. I'm open to become whatever you think would work best. For reference, I'm a 24-year-old white guy who could best be described as a chubby nerd. Good luck with your future writing endeavors, I'll certainly be reading still regardless of what type of body / life you give me!

Thanks so much! Means a lot to hear that from a fellow transformation writer! Now how to change you..? Hm, well I’m a little stuck. I mean, your description of yourself isn’t exactly how I remember you. I mean that little selfie you sent me just the other day was way different! Let me show you..

Yeah, you love showing off that nice ass of yours, and you couldn't help but send a little preview to me. Not you? Uh yeah it is man! Just strip down to that jock you have on and you’ll see that I’m right. That’s it, give those globes a good squeeze. And while you are at it, the rest of you as well. Those fat hairy pecs, those thick thighs, and that fat cock. You really are the complete package.

Yeah, you’ve worked hard to get your body looking like this; constantly in the gym. People staring at you in either jealously or lust. Can’t count the number of times I’ve seen you bending some lucky guy over in the gym showers...

And that way you’re looking at me now.. I’m next huh? Can't deny I’ve been waiting for you to finally fuck me senseless. What are you waiting for? Let’s give all these guys a show; they’ll be begging for your cock... after you’ve unloaded it in me!

I wonder what you’d do to a nerdy teacher, would love to be hotter, maybe even have a famous face…

Famous face you say? I can arrange that! The next time you find yourself needing a shower, just use some of this enchanted body wash. Make sure to rub it all over. We want to make sure it fully works right?

And based on what I can see, something is changing! Everywhere you touch, muscles swell. What at first looks like a bruise flourishes out into a tattoo, then another and another. Soon you’re covered in them. You reach up a hand to cusp your face, and suddenly a beard grows out; features morphing until you have a rugged masculine look.

The magic sinks deeper, past your skin and into your very mind. Memories swirl as you begin to be rewritten. Hours in front of the books getting replaced by hours in the gym. Recording your lectures for your students, becoming recording yourself fucking and being fucked for your horny fans. Your mind blanks, before a moment of clarity. You are Alex Marte, a sexy Italian pornstar; always have been!

You look down, seeing water cascading down to your throbbing cock. All that change you don’t remember has made you horny as fuck. Without much thought, you start aggressively jerking off. Each tug pushing you closer and closer; the very essence of who you used to be culminating in your fat balls. Suddenly, release, all over your chest and onto the shower tiles.

You manage to clean up, and take a step out to notice your phone was buzzing. Seems like one of your agents was making sure you were ready for the shoot later that day. You give your dick a quick bounce, it quickly springing back to life as you pictured fucking the daylights out of the hot co-star you knew you would be working with. You smirk; you had a busy day ahead of you.

House Party

It was going to be another quiet Saturday night in. No plans expect to curl up and play some video games. Just as you were about to settle down, you hear a knock at your door. You glance at your phone; no messages from any of your friends. Maybe it’s that package you ordered? You swing open the door, only to be greeted by a quartet of shirtless, muscular Indian men.

“Hey man, thanks again for hosting!” one of them says in a thick Indian accent, as he and the rest of them barge past you into your small apartment. They pull out some drinks, turn up your speaker to some music you don’t recognize, and start the party. 

You’re still standing there, a little shocked at this turn of events. You wanted to try to kick them out; tell them you they had the wrong address and to get lost. But, I mean, you didn’t really have any plans anyway. And who were you to break up this happy group of friends?

You stand to the side, watching them dance in almost sexual way against each other. You decide to take a sip of the alcohol they brought; no idea what it is but it tastes amazing! You continue to drink, until one of them pulls you right into the dancing. 

You’re right in the thick of it, dancing with the rest of them. They are avidly chatting in Hindi; you not understanding a word. 

“Everything good man?” Raj asks you, looking a little concerned. 

“Yeah man everything's good!” answer back in Hindi. Wait, since when did you know a word of Hindi? Before you have time to think, Amar hands you another drink and you unthinkingly take a big swig.

“Thanks Amar!” you grin, giving him a playful slap on his bouncing ass. Since when would you do something like that? Something was up, you could tell... you need a break. You manage to sneak off to the bathroom, and the second you get a glimpse at the mirror you gasp.

You are a thick, dark Indian hunk. At least, that’s what your reflection is clearly telling you. But.. you weren’t like this when you woke up right? These big pecs and abs.. thick arms and legs. This massive beard around these plush lips.. I mean there’s no way right? It must be these strange-, you mean, your friends doing this to you. 

You burst back into the main room, only to find them all chilling on the couch. Clearly the party has died down a bit. Amar gestures for you to take a seat, and despite your instincts, you find yourself listening to him. Each of them exchange some sly grins, before slowly pulling down their pants, revealing the fat bulges in their underwear.

They continue, pulling out their hard, thick cocks and start stroking. You are shocked, but to be honest with yourself, much more aroused. You find Raj’s meaty hands on you, helping you join them, as he coaxes out your sexy brown cock, that of course you have.

He starts jacking you off, and you can’t help but let out a deep moan. You find another fat cock in your field of view, and you feel obliged to help him out. Soon everything merges into a sexual blur, each of you is sucking cock, taking cock, making out; its all too much for all of you. You feel a hot load burst out and paint your brown chest white, and that’s all it takes for you to cum as well.

Your mind blanks, post nut clarity hitting you like a brick; reminding you of who you are. You’re Jamsheer, born and raised in India, and a sexy gay muscular hunk who’s always hanging out with his equally sexy and horny friends.

The next morning, you always sleepily wake up, hungover as shit. They all thank you for hosting such a great party, we needed to do this again! Your phone pings, getting a text from this skinny white guy wondering why you weren’t online last night. You grin; you know exactly who’s going to be hosting the next party.

I've love to go to one of those house parties! I hope that the group likes hairy guys, though..

Oh, they don’t like hairy guys.. they love them! Speaking of which, I already tipped them off that they had another guy eager to host one of their legendary parties; and based on that loud knocking at your door, seems like they are already there!

You eagerly let them in, and they bustle past you, quickly setting up the music and booze. It’s not long till they convince you to join them; you’re drinking, dancing, and grinding against them.

As you do, you manage to catch yourself changing. Skin getting darker, a coat of wiry black hairy expanding across your ever increasing pecs. Then, a burst of hair all over your face where a nicely trimmed beard nestles itself onto you. You manage to take a break from the party to snap a picture of the new you and send it to me.

Looking good man! But your new friends aren't done with you yet! You walk back into the room, only to find everyone staring at you hungrily. Jamsheer approaches you first, staring deep into you before hungrily locking you in a kiss; beards meshing and tents rubbing against each other. 

Raj is next, eagerly helping you out of your clothes, exposing both your hairy ass and your hardening dark cock. Amar crawls towards you, taking that fat dick into his mouth and sucking you off like a pro. Raj bends down, beginning to eat away at your hole.

It continues on like this, the three of them servicing and worshiping your body; that is, until you feel a stirring in your fat nuts. You explode into Raj, cumming deep down his throat. The rest of them follow, covering you in their cum, claiming you as the latest member to the group.

You knew who you were now; Sanjay, the hairiest of this horny group. You had always been this sexy, hairy, Indian man; all you needed was a little help from your friends to realize it.

And to the rest of you reading, wishing they had paid you a visit instead, don’t you worry. They’ll be at your door soon enough, partying with you, changing you into the perfect Indian stud you never knew you really always were.

Oh your granting wishes? Can you make me older by 20 years. Not too fussed on body type just older please.

Wanting to be more mature huh? I’ll gladly grant that, need more older men in this world, and seems like you are going to fit in just fine. I can see it deep in you; you might think you are some young thing but deep down you realize you are meant to be an older man. Why else ask this wish?

I’ll help you along, starting with your belly. Feel it push out, getting bigger with every breath you take it gets larger, hairier. Give it a good rub, feel those small hairs poke out, until you have a nice hairy gut.

Already excited huh? I can tell the way that hand is trailing downwards, rubbing at that bulge. Feel it get bigger, and bigger; straining against those tight white shorts.

Your chest is next, pillowing out, hair in a circular motion, right until you’re left with a nice pair of man tits. A manly scent exudes from you, the perfect musk for the man you’re becoming. 

You suddenly sneeze, reaching up to wipe your nose only to bristle against a mustache you swear wasn’t there a second ago. Well its not just the stache, but a full white beard you’ll find.

One more, very important thing; you’ve got to be older. Wrinkles appear all over your face and body, hair thinning and whitening. Everything about you getting aged, like a fine wine. Until suddenly, you're you again.

You suddenly wake up from your usual nap in the garden. You had some funny dream, that you were young again. Damn, wouldn’t that be nice. A ping from your phone brings you back to reality. Seems like it’s a message from one of your friends.

“Fancy a beer with me tonight, Richard?” his message reads. You can feel yourself already chubbing up, recalling the last time you two hung out and it ended up with you hung over his bed, taking his fat cock up your ass.

“On my way!” you reply, getting ready to head out and already having forgot all of your little dream.

Jock Life

You were in bed, blue light illuminating your face, scrolled through your social media feed. Attractive guy after attractive guy kept appearing, and you couldn’t help but look down at yourself. Lanky, a bit chubby, not really anything to marvel at. Nothing like all like these models that are constantly shoved in your face.

“I just wish I could look like these guys..” you mutter, as sleep overcomes you, causing you to drop your phone as you fall into a slumber.

As you slept, you twisted and turned. Suddenly, you started to change. First, fat disappearing as it was replaced with muscle. Your belly sinking in, quickly changing into a tight six pack. Arms swelling out, becoming thick.

You face changes, hair falling out as you become bald, but getting even thicker eyebrows.  You chin becomes more chiseled, features becoming sharp and masculine. 

You quickly got hard, grinding against you bed as your dick got longer and longer, more fitting for your new body. Just as you finish changing, you cum, spilling out a copious amount onto your boxers and bedsheets.

...

You wake up, groggy from the late night. You notice you left a mess all over your bed; it’s been ages since you have had a wet dream! You quickly decide to go take a shower. Still sleepy, you feel the water cascade down your chest. You rub yourself down, feeling your muscles.. wait what? 

You quickly finish up, drying yourself off before you manage to get a good look of yourself in your fogged up mirror. 

This was not the body you went to bed with! You couldn’t help but give yourself a flex, loving just how muscular you were now. The more you admired yourself, the less and less you could remember why you were shocked. You were always muscular, you practically were working out everyday on the gym. I mean you had to; couldn’t disappoint your many fans.

You open your phone, only to be bombarded by message after message of horny fans wanting a piece of you. Not that you really have time for them; you would only fuck someone just as sexy as you. Luckily, there was plenty of those type at the gym you frequented.

You quickly get ready, just putting on some gym pants and a hat. No need for a shirt, you had to show off your gains. It wouldn’t take much to get all the guys eyeing you up; just got to make sure you properly show off your muscular ass, as well as your fat cock clearly visible though your pants. The life of a horny, muscular jock was certainly the one for you.

Perfect Cut

It had been a while since you had gotten a haircut. Looking in the mirror, you couldn’t believe how long it was getting! Your thick and dense hair was sticking out in almost every direction. You had to admit it.. you needed a haircut.

Luckily, you remember a new one had been built just down the street from you. You’ve never really had a barber you’ve stuck with, guess you’re just picky with how you hair looks! This new place looked promising though, and it wouldn’t hurt to try it once.

You walk in, the place seemingly empty as you suppose it just opened. There was only one barber there.

“Hey there handsome!” the barber says. “What can I do for you?”

“Just a trim please, you say. He gestures to the seat in front of him. You sit down, and he drapes the cloth over you, hand brushing against your side.

“You’ve got a lot of hair boy! Don’t worry, I’ll have you looking much more clean cut in no time!”

He starts to cut your hair, it falling down around you onto the floor. It felt nice, the admittedly sexy older guy. His hands were almost caressing your head as he slowly trimmed down your hair to a more suitable length.

You look in the mirror, watching the barber work away at your hair. He was clearly focused, making sure that you walked away with the perfect cut. You close your eyes, letting him do his magic. 

Suddenly you feel a wetness on your head, as cool misted water is sprayed all over your head. He starts massaging your head, applying some shampoo. You can smell the sweet yet masculine scent as it permeates your skull.

“Enjoying that? I know it’s your favorite!” the barber chuckles.

Your.. favorite? Hadn’t you just met this guy? Maybe you had actually been here before but just forgot. Also he was right, this was your favorite shampoo.

“Now onto the beard huh hun? We gotta keep it looking nice!”

Before you could say you didn’t have a beard, he was already trimming it. Small black and grey hairs getting cut as he sculpts your face. Soon you are left with a nice salt and pepper beard adorning your face. Before you could protest, say something was wrong, he turns on a razor. The hum getting closer, somehow drowning out any thoughts you were having.

“Just one last thing we gotta do; give you a nice shaven head I know my husband loves!”

He brings the razor to your head, gently shaving of the last strands of your hair. As they fall, you head gets emptier and emptier, unable to think of much but the here and now.

As your brain drains, someone else fills it up. Whispers of love, tenderness, and masculinity. Of how much of a great devoted husband you were, married for thirty years now. Of how much he loved your body, how big, hairy and muscular you were. How we loved to maintain your hair, perfect beard and dome just the way you both liked it.

“Think I’m all done!” your husband says, bringing you out of your reverie. “Why don’t you take a look at yourself.”

He turns you to a mirror, and for a second you don’t recognize the hirsute man in the reflection.

Bald, fat, hairy, old. But it only takes a second for you to realize it is you; a proper man just like your husband. You rubbed your hand across you head, the chest and belly, resting in finally at your crotch. It felt like the first time you’ve ever felt this body, but you knew that wasn’t true.

“So how’d I do?” Richard laughs, giving you a kiss on the cheek, making your two beards bristle against one another.

“Perfect!” you say with a grin. You’ve been together so long, he always knows how to style his man.

“Seems like you still need some.. help?” Richard says, glancing down. You hadn’t even realized it, but all that touching, whispering, and kissing has got you hard as a rock, your fat cock pushing up against your belly.

You grin, following him to the back room to have some fun before more customers came in. There was another thing he knew how to do; please his man. You shut the door as your husband strips for you, soon both of you are on top of each other like you’d been apart for ages. Both your fat dicks pushing against the other’s, beards meshing as you make out.

It didn’t take long till he was ramming your fat ass, deep moans echoing throughout the office, until suddenly he cums deep in you, you yourself splattering onto your hairy belly.

You get dressed, ready to go back and keep the house in order while your husband makes all the money at his barber shop. 

“See you back at home babe.” you say, giving him a quick peck, leaving though the back entrance. 

God you had a perfect husband; you wouldn’t have anyone else.

Black Utopia

(Story helped out by my friend @tf-lover . Check him out too!)

It all started with me; at least I think it did. I was just lying in my bed at night, failing to fall asleep as I scrolled through my phone. I decided to check my Tumblr, and as soon as it loaded the first post I saw was of a sexy shirtless black guy.

He was everything I loved; big beefy and black. Not to mention that perfect black beard! I managed to find his name, and ended up scrolling through pictures of him, saving some to my phone as I went along. He was just too hot, but not hot enough for me to fall asleep, my phone falling out of my grasp.

___

The next day I woke up, groggy from what I presumed to be a lack of sleep. I trudged to the shower, eyes barely open as I twisted the faucet and let the water cascade over me. Something about me was different today though. I was bigger, wider, smoother? I couldn’t really place my finger on it. 

I got out of the shower, walking over to the mirror when it hit me. I was black.

And not just any black guy; I was the hunky man I was lusting over just last night!  I was still in a state of shock as I dragged a hand over my body, cusping my pecs as I trailed downwards to my crotch.

This couldn’t be real! I scrambled to my phone, desperate for some proof that there was something to explain this sudden change. I couldn’t find any help online, obviously this was the stuff science or logic couldn’t help with.

I opened my gallery, hoping to be assured that there were at least some photos of me before this change. But as I scrolled through, I could only see pictures of this black beefcake I had become. It’s like the old me was gone!

It seemed my contacts were still intact, opening discord to message a good friend who I thought could help.

“Hey man; mind if I… ask you for some.. help? Something weird has happened to me..” I messaged. It wasn’t long till I got a ping back.

“Yeah of course! What can I do for you?” he replied.

“Well could I ask you a strange question?”

“Sure...?” he said. “What's the question?”

“What's the color of my skin?”

“Black, why?” he replied “You forgotten or something? 🤣”

I was in shock, not only had I changed but it seemed like my friends memories had changed too!

“No but yesterday I’m pretty sure I was a skinny white guy! Then I woke up as this black beefcake!” I frantically typed, sending him the picture I just took.

“You? A skinny white guy? Lmao dude don't make me laugh” he replied “You're about as far as anyone could get from that!”

“Yeah I can see that! I just.. swear I wasn’t like this last night man” I reasoned. “But I can’t even find any pictures of the old me…”

“What'd you mean ‘the old you’? This is you dude I don't know what's gotten into you” he messaged, “Did you hit your head? Workout too hard and all the blood has gone to your cock?”

“No!” I replied, looking down to notice I was still sporting a chub from admiring myself earlier. “Well what about you? Nothing weird happened when you woke up? Still white haha?”

“Still white? Man there really is something up with you isn't there

I'm black just like you, that's how we met?? The black power rally meeting remember?”

He messaged, sending a pic along with it.

I gasped; this wasn’t the guy I remembered to be my friend. I scrolled up through our chat history, sure you had sent a different picture of yourself earlier. All I could find though were various gym selfies from these two black hunks we had seemingly become.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea pass over me. My head feeling fuzzy, until just like that it cleared.

“I… yeah wait I do remember that. That was a good day, met a lot of good people.”

“See? You must just be having an off day Trey, your head's all messed up!”

He said “You met all our best buds at that meeting. Black dudes who think just like you, that we're tired of all the shit going on.”

Trey.. was that my name? It sounded right, but felt new at the same time. Suddenly, another name popped into my head.

“Yeah that’s right.. Ched.” I replied, “I remember us all saying something.. drastic needs to happen if we want any change…”

“Exactly! The world is going to absolute shit right now, and us black dudes are the only ones that can see it”

“Did we.. make any plans though? I can’t really remember”

“Yeah we did man! They were all your ideas! 🤣🤣”

“Can you, remind me haha? Heads clearly a bit out of it this morning as you could tell.”

“Cum magic man. We gotta use our black seed to spread our beliefs supernaturally. They won't listen to reason, so we’ll force them to change their minds!”

“Is.. that going to work? I do remember doing a little research on it now that you mention it.”

“Yeah! I don't remember all the details, it was you that suggested it man!” Ched messaged

“Some ancient curse you found when you went back home to Africa for a few weeks.”

“More like an ancient blessing right haha?”

“Hahaha, You said it!” he messaged

So you feeling better man? None of this "wahh, wahh, I'm meant to be white" bullshit?”

Suddenly my head felt perfectly clear. I wasn’t sure what was so strange, any doubt about who I was, was gone. I was a muscular black hunk, always had been! I continued to message my buddy Ched, hatching a plan on how to perform the ritual.

Soon Ched was over at my place, an intricate circle on my bedroom floor. We both practically ripped of our revealing clothes, eager to explore each other’s bodies. Our hard black cocks pushing against one another’s, leaking all over. It wasn’t long till mine was deep in Ched’s ass, both of us moaning as cum spilled out of both of us, covering the circle and causing it to glow faintly.

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We woke up the next day in each others arms, checking our phones to see if there was any effect. We were both gleeful to see the world had become our perfect utopia.

What is this utopia you might ask? It’s simple; a world full of gay horny muscular black men, and nothing else. Any time someone would see a black man, they would slowly transform until they were equally as black and hunky.  Whether they be in real life, on tv, or maybe even on a post on tumblr...

That’s right, you already started changing the second you started to read this post. Arms and legs filling out, skin turning dark, having to adjust that package in your pants as it gets bigger. Soon you’re a perfect black hunk, just like everyone else in the world.

And why wouldn’t you be?

I’m tired of being young, I want to be a fat old man with a nice salt and pepper beard and ball gut! Think you can help me out?

Aren't you young people enjoying your beautiful teenage age? I won't cast any magic if that's what you expect! Gotta warn ya, i deny toward giving back your old identity, and i can already see you are nodding to every word from my mouth, so whats the point, now continue the magic. I teleport myself and you to a nice office and with a flash, my power pulls upon you and make you blurry for a while, having no idea the testosterone in your body is dropping. Seeing your hands expanding and harder to control, your face express a happy sign

Ha! Same to me, except mine quickly turn into a smirk as your face feels the pain inside your stomach. You lied down on the ground while i observe your extreme growth of hair, just out and out. Deep in the gut, your waist is forming a smal tummy as the clothes are getting tighten on you. You screem in pain as your legs are gradually extended. Soon, your scrotch is developing hair as well as your torso feels itchy covering your new tanned skin and your navel. You said you want a nice salt and pepper beard huh? Now this is an extreme part, guess what? You are getting your dream beard....at your 70s! You show a shock face to me but isnt that what you wish? No more waiting, your face starts to shift for passing almost 60 years of age with wrinkles and low active eyes, across the pink, wided nose as your hair has almost gone, leaving you almost bald except parts connecting with your newly-formed beard by the cheeks. Then, that belly of yours are enlarging as big as my size, but since you enjoy a ball gut, i have no hesitation making you even fatter with an extensive, solid container of food, following with it is the enormous upsizings of your bum and thighs, and now your arms and legs are full of nothing but layers of swollen fat, huge but isnt muscularly strong. You know, there are upsides of being a fat old man, like having tatoos that no parents can be mad about, right? Free tatoos form on your forearms with a little white hair, but not the immense hair growth in your pecs.

Speaking of which, time for the final changes! White hair tries to take over the dark beard you are growing, making it salt and pepper. By the time the transformation completes, your old clothes have been torn out and fell on the ground, living your bare groin with a bigger monster than before. Reaching the mirror and seeing the reflection, you look happy but in someway, you wish you shouldnt have done this to yourself, for this giant ball gut, cool looking beard and youth. But then i handed you a new outfit: a red shirt with suspenders and jeans, giggling a little seeing your heavy, fleshy body trying to fit them. After suiting, you suddenly feel happier and estactic, sitting on your chair with a fart but didnt even feel a shame about it. Thats what an old fat man style is, seems like my job is done!

your memories are getting replaced? Nah, they are transferred to your counterpart, who is from now on live in your younger body! So no need worrying your family and friends and mind your business, old man!...

I’d love my boyfriend to be turned into a real monster of a muscle man

I see; you might love your boyfriend now, but you think he could look and be even better right? I could make that happen for him! From what I can see, he's pretty skinny and frail now, somewhat pale too. Don't worry, that's all going to change soon!

He'll be at work, you still at your house. All will seem normal till you receive a string of texts from your boyfriend.

"Not feelin too well, might crash at your place tonight."

"Muscles feelin really swollen, no idea what's wrong with me."

There was a bit of a pause before the next one, and somehow you could already tell something was different.

"Daddy's feelin a bit better, might head to the gym before I see you."

Daddy? Sure you called him that sometimes.. but very rarely. And you can't even remember a time your boyfriend went to the gym! Something was up with him today. Despite your concern, you knew you would see him soon to figure out what was up.

You feel your phone buzz again, your boyfriend sent a picture.

"Gettin hot and sweaty." he captioned it.

This man.. wasn't your boyfriend. He was almost the opposite of him. Big and muscular, tan, bearded; almost everything you sought after in a guy.

"Who is this? How do you have my boyfriends phone?" you messaged back.

"What do you mean habibi? It's me, Sami!"

As you read it, it was like you could almost believe it. The image of your former white boyfriend was growing more faint. The guy in the photo, Sami, your boyfriend, or rather, Daddy, was becoming more believable.

"Coming home now boy, hope you are ready for me."

You panicked; what were you going to do?! Before you could even formulate a plan, there was already a knock at the door. You opened it timidly, and there was Sami. Before you could react, he pulled you into a deep kiss, his beard brushing up against you.

"How..?" you say breathlessly.

"How did I change? I think you know boy, you wanted me like this yes?" Sami replied "I was scared at first, getting older and hairier. But the more I changed the more I loved it, and the more I forgot about my scrawny little self. He's almost like a faint dream to me now."

As he monologed, you felt your brain getting fuzzy, his eyes also glossing over slightly. Your histories were getting rewritten. He was always Sami, your sexy middle eastern daddy. And you were always his boy, his to use and pamper as he wanted.

You didn't even notice, but you were also changing. Getting slightly younger, ass slightly bigger. You were becoming Sami's perfect boy.

Suddenly you both snapped back to reality, not remembering anything about your former selves.

Sami leans close to you, rubbing his bulge against you in a aggressive way.

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom, hmm habibi?" he grinned at you. The thought of your daddy ramming you with his fat cock got you instantly hard, as you let him lead you into your bedroom. You really were the perfect couple.

You seem pretty.. susceptible right now. Wonder if I send another picture, you’ll change again? Only one way to find out!

Would love for you to be him, body and mind~

What?! No, I wanted help with stopping the transformations, not more of them! Nnnghh! Fuck bro, I'm... turning black? My hair is falling out too, no... My clothes are getting too tight, and NNGHH what the FUCK is dat my cock bro? It keeps on twitching and getting bigger, I... Oh my god, it's so hot dawg, it just keeps on going. *THROB* 5 inches *THROB* 7 inches *THROB* 9 inches *THROB* 12 inches. Shit this is a real fuckin BBC! I gotta resist touchin' it or else this'll be ma permanent form til the next inbox message. I don't wanna be stuck as some dude named Tyrone! Fuck, but it feels so fuckin good...

Shit dawg, what wuz I just thinking about? I rub my massive bulge through my underwear and moan with my deep, baritone voice. Whatever it was probably isn't dat important. I whip my cock out and it slaps my toned abs. I watch as it throbs and twitches on its own before I grab it with both of my hands.

Talk about it loud, tell the world.

Let them understand what they did themself first, for others may never see them in their true light ever again. Don’t paint a monster because because the portrait got torn.

An unexpected change.

Today was the big day that Josh had been waiting for, for a long time, since his favorite K-pop boy band announced that they were going to give a concert in his country, Josh started saving money to go see them and today was the big day which they were going to perform in the auditorium, josh was dying of nerves, from that day he heard their music, he fell completely in love with their voices, their visuals, their dances and their bias (his favorite member) It was Jeno, From the day he saw him he fell completely in love with him and today was the day to see him face to face! Josh had also won a ticket to see them backstage, which meant he could go into their respective dressing rooms and that made him even more nervous.

Today, like every day, he got up, took a shower since today was an important day and he didn't want to go around smelling/looking bad, he brushed his teeth and combed his hair, once he had done all that, he left the bathroom, He went straight to his closet and began to think about what to wear... Since the representative color of his favorite side was blue and red, he put on a blue shirt and some red jeans while on his feet he put on something comfortable, some Nikes shoes, Since there were still a few hours before the concert would start, he had a breakfast, He helped his mother wash the dirty dishes, he watched some of his favorite series and so on, until the big moment arrived, The clock showed 6:00 p.m., there was 1 more hour left until the big concert of his life, but since he was lucky enough to meet them in the locker room, he had to arrive earlier, So he told his mother that he would take him to the stadium and that was it, the two left the house, got into their respective car and Josh's mother drove to the stadium where the boys would perform.

Once Josh and his mother also arrived to the concert, his mom accompany him, but Josh didn't want to.

"Mom... I'm not a child anymore, I'm 18 years old, I can go in myself, did you know that?"

Josh's mom just pouted as she ruffled his son's hair.

"Very well, it seems to me that you are already a grown man, honey, for this once I will let you go alone, Just because I don't want to ruin or embarrass your big dream, but you know, I'll be here waiting for you until the concert is over, okay honey?"

"It's okay mom! I have to go" and with those last words Josh ran to the stadium to get to the boys' locker room.

Once inside, Josh was shocked, The hallway was quite nice and big, once he continued walking he found the doors of the band members.

"Chenle" It said the left door, "Jaemin" said the right door, "Jisung" said the other left door, "Haechan" said the other right door, there were only 2 members more doors left to finish, "Renjun" said the last left door, "JENO" said the last right door, The most curious thing is that in all of them you could hear that the respective members of said doors were inside getting ready, while in Jeno's, nothing could be heard, So Josh's curiosity made him open Jeno's door/room, When he opened it, Josh was shocked, the light was on while what looked like the outfit that Jeno would wear at the concert today was on the couch, The outfit was made up of a black sleeveless vest, a bronze "chain", black boots, black pants and a black belt, So Josh started asking himself several questions... But in the end he concluded that maybe Jeno was coming late, so Josh had to leave the room now, he didn't want his great idol to come and see a "stranger" inside his locker room, So just when Josh was going to leave the room he saw that the door was stuck, he was trying to open it, but the door didn't respond.

"Oh sh*t, now I'm stuck in Jeno's locker room and he can come any minute, what's going to happen when he sees me? I'm going to miss the concert."

and boy was that true, when Josh took out his phone to check the time, it was 6:25 p.m., there were only minutes left until the concert would start and Jeno still hasn't arrived and to make matters worse he got trapped in his favorite idol's locker room.

"Well... It seems like I'm going to miss the concert of my dreams, but now, it doesn't matter, now what am I going to do to not get bored until he arrives and he sees me in here?"

Josh thought and thought and came up with a great idea! It wasn't like every day he would be stuck in his favorite idol's locker room, and having Jeno's clothes in front of him, he began to think about putting them on, It was his time to feel his idol's clothes on his body so he began to undress without fear that Jeno would arrive and see him and he began to put on the outfit from Jeno's concert today.

The first thing Josh put on was the black socks, which were clearly a little big on his feet, since given his height he didn't have that big feet, while Jeno did, since he was tall, The next thing he put on was Jeno's boots, a rather pleasant smell coming out of them, But like the socks, his feet didn't fill the boots completely, so he had to walk carefully so that his foot didn't come off and fall to the ground, While Josh was grabbing Jeno's pants he didn't realize that his feet were beginning to lengthen to fill the boots and socks and without realizing it, he was now filling the boots.

When he put on the black pants he realized that he had to take off the boots, since with the boots the pants wouldn't fit, so Josh took off the boots and realized that his foot It looked... A little different, but still, he didn't care and pulled up Jeno's pants, once he put the pants on, he put Jeno's black boots back on, Jeno's pants were quite baggy and big on him, since their heights were quite different, but strangely Josh began to feel comfortable in the pants, He grabbed the black belt and put it around his pants and his waist.

When Josh grabbed the black sleeveless vast, he started to feel strange, began to grow in height, Going from 166 cm to 177 cm, Now the pants were tight and tight, it felt strange for Josh to look down, since before he saw the floor closer and now he saw it a little lower, But he didn't give it any importance, so he put on the vest, exposing his thin arms without muscle, all that was left was to put on the "chain" to see himself in the mirror and see how he looked with the Jeno's outfit, He grabbed the chain and put it around his neck while his hair began to change color, going from black to purple and he also trimmed himself a little, when he put on the last accessory of the outfit he turned around and what he saw left him in shock.

But before he could speak his body started to hurt and burn too much so Josh had to sit on the couch while he had his arms crossed, between the burning and the pain he couldn't stand up, As he writhed in pain, he didn't notice how his skinny legs began to become toned and muscular, while his small layer of hair ceased to exist, His feet began to sweat, as the changes continued, now on his upper body, his back began to expand while also becoming muscular, As if being in the gym all day was what it was all about, his once skinny chest began to expand and thicken to give way to two very well-worked pectorals, His torso also expanded, what was once youthful now looking more adult and masculine, His stomach also started to hurt while a pack of abs appeared on his stomac while a beautiful v-line began to appear on the sides of his waist.

His once delicate hands began to expand while his fingers began to lengthen to give him the hands of a real man, his arms began to fill with all kinds of muscles, Triceps, biceps, deltoids, Now his biceps looked the size of a ball and, boy did the vest look better on that muscular body now, His once tanned skin began to change to become white while his knuckles and elbows were painted pink due to his skin color now being very white, Veins exploded all over his body, from his arms, to his abdomen and legs.

His once average-sized package began to lengthen and thicken as it went from 6 centimeters to about 11 large centimeters, His clothes began to change, his white boxers began to turn into black designer boxers, while his ass was now two beautiful, fluffy, well-crafted bubbles, It wasn't long before the transformation was over, his face began to hurt and his bones began to creak while his face was reconstructed, His beautiful, big eyes became smaller while his nose became cuter and just the right size, his lips became pink and more kissable, His jaw also changed, the little baby fat he had began to disappear to make way for a beautiful, sharp jaw.

The pain and burning disappeared, Josh was grateful for that, once the pain disappeared he looked in the mirror and saw how he had become Jeno, his favorite member of the Korean band, But his happiness didn't take long when his head started to hurt, because his old memories were being erased and new memories were entering his mind, Joshua clutched his head while new information appeared in his head, giving him new memories, new skills, and a new language.

He was no longer the 18-year-old American Joshua.

Now he was Lee Je No The K-pop idol that boys and girls loved thanks to his voice, his visuals and his body and that he and his group "NCT DREAM" were currently on tour in the United States, He was born in Korea and from a very young age showed interest in music and dance, now at 24 years old he was a sensation inside and outside of Korea, He loved his group and its members and especially Jaemin, he also loves food and the gym, that's why the body he has, Once Jeno's headache went away, someone came and knocked on the door, it was one of their members, Haechan.

"형... 나야 해찬아, 준비는 됐니, 아니면 아직 멀었나? 이제 곧 공연이 시작된다." “Hyung... It’s me, Haechannie. Are you ready or is it still too far? Our Concert is about to start.” Haechan said.

"나는 준비가 끝났습니다! 오늘 밤은 잊을 수 없을 것입니다" (“I’m ready! This night will be unforgettable.”) Jeno said, as he stood up from the couch and fixed his hair, it didn't take him long to come out of his dressing room and join the guys from the band, ready to give the concert of their lives.

They gave the concert and Jeno took off his vest to reveal his big, muscular body while his fans took photos. Once the concert was over, the boys returned to their hotel, Once everyone was there and opened their social networks and Jeno found a photo of him from today's concert, while he saw the photo he just smiled.

This was the photo that Jeno saw of him:

Jeno had made today's concert unforgettable as he himself said.

Wrong shampoo.

The idea of living with his stepfather still didn't seem good to Jimmy, an 18-year-old boy who is skinny, nerdy, gay and a fan of comics, Even though Jimmy had already been living with his stepfather for 3 days, he still didn't like the idea but he had to get used to it, but how would he do it? His stepbrother, Jax, did not help the situation to improve either, Jax almost always made fun of him for being very skinny and short and told him that he would never be a real man and that frustrated Jimmy.

But Jimmy wasn't the typical guy who would cry over insults and that kind of thing, maybe just maybe with the days everything would change, so the days went by until Jimmy came up with an idea So that his brother would not continue making fun of him, he began to exercise at home, like squats, push-ups and all that.

One day when Jimmy finished exercising he went to shower as he always did, he grabbed his towel, his boxers and went straight to the shower, Once he was there he opened the shower, whenever Jimmy felt the water he closed his eyes to feel peace and tranquility, So since she had her eyes closed she grabbed a shampoo, his stepbrother's shampoo, he started pouring some shampoo into her hair and started bathing.

Once the shampoo made contact with his skin, Jimmy began to feel strange and a little hot, as he continued bathing, his feet began to lengthen and look more masculine, A little hair began to appear on his feet as more changes were on the way.

His once thin, hairless legs began to fill with muscle as his texture began to look more masculine, His thighs began to grow in size as they now looked like two soccer balls, Hair began to appear everywhere, now his legs looked like those of a soccer player adducting to the gym.

His bag began to grow and get thicker as it went from 5 centimeters to a mighty 11 centimeters, A forest of pubic hair sprouted on his bag, giving him a more masculine appearance.

His torso began to lengthen while his shoulders grew in size, two large pecs began to emerge while an 8-pack of worked abs began to appear on his stomach, On his pectorals, which now looked like chests due to their size, a layer of hair began to grow on his chest.

His arms also began to lengthen as muscle began to appear on them, biceps and quads They came out in his arms, it seemed like he was having a great time working his muscles in the gym a layer of black hair also began to appear on these, His hands, which were delicate and pretty, began to expand while his fingers lengthened and their texture made way for masculinity.

His back filled with muscles as he became bigger and bigger.

His voice became 5 tones lower,His Adam's apple began to bulge more on his neck, while his once brown hair began to turn black While he now had a cuter, more masculine haircut, his face began to creak, All the baby fat he had began to oxidize to give way to a sharp, sharp jaw, his lips filled out and became more kissable while his eyes grew a bit larger, His nose became cute while a small earring appeared in his ear, once Jimmy washed his hair well, his memories began to fade, A small fever began to burn in his body as he inexplicably cum and with that his memories left him giving way to new memories.

Now he was no longer Jimmy, he was James, Jax's younger brother, James was 22 while Jax was 23, James was well known in college for being the captain of the football team, for his muscles, and for being good in bed and he was also heterosexual.

once James got out of the shower he put on his black Calvin Klein boxers while his pubic hair was sticking out a little, he put on his favorite gold chain while grabbing his cell phone and taking a photo for his Instagram.