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Jay Aniakor

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Could you grow me into a daddy with a huge thick roid gut?

A basic enough wish, sure lets give it a whirl.

But I hope you'll be happy when its over big guy.

First of all you'll need a beard, cant be a big bloke without a beard. then of course you need some body hair, you'll find the hair from your neck trailing down to your chest, across to your shoulders, down your stomach. A massive forest of hair sprouting on your legs and arms.

Next you'll find your muscles beefing up, expanding making you heavier and heavier. Your abs start to show before expanding out slightly, puffy and bloated.

You flex in the mirror as your slap your gut letting out a loud belch as you push it back down to your abs, showcasing a trimmed but beefy core.

Barely a moment passes before your core bloats back up. You cant help but groan as slight stretch marks start to form on your pecs, shoulders and ribs. Your muscles begin to grow thicker and thicker and along with it your bloated gut. Soon it surpasses your pecs and sticks out.

Your head falls back as your groan and your pecs and gut experience one final push of growth. All of a sudden you find yourself 300 pounds of meat, roided muscle and fat.

Your stomach grumbles as a painful sensation bubbles up inside. You have to rub your roid gut trying to ease the pain as you belch loudly. You take a few steps across the room but are forced to sit down breathing heavily from the energy it takes to move your new roided bull like body.

You sit on the edge of your bed rubbing your painfully bloated roid gut. You have an urge to work out and eat at the same time.

You let out one final loud groan, trying to relieve the slight rumbling pain in your core as you once again loudly belch solidifying your transformation into a big muscle daddy with a roid gut.

A disgusting roided pig just like you wanted...

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Looking The Part

Jerome wasn't know what he was expecting when he was dragged into attending a costume party in the middle of December. His friend Jake, practically begged him to come and he couldn't say no to his puppy dog eyes. The theme was weird too. "Dress up as the Job you wanted as a kid." For Jerome, he wanted to be a doctor. The thought of saving lives was really appealing to the young child, before reality hit him with all its down and the thoughts of constantly being around dying people became way less appealing once he experienced real life. Even so, he felt obligated to follow the theme and bought some doctor's outfit that even came with some work appropriate hat and shoes off some online store. It was crazy cheap too and here Jeremy was, staring at the uniform on his bed right before he needs to head to the party. "Let's get this over with..." He starts stripping down into just his underwear and starts putting the clothes on.

Jerome slid the pants over his legs, pulled the shirt over his head, put on some bracelets and put the cap on. To his surprise, they were a bit big on him. "I thought I got this in my size... Ugh whatever time to get to the par-" Jerome froze. It felt like his body just stopped moving and it felt like he couldn't move his body at all besides his face. "What the hell?!?!" He said to himself. But that's when the fun began. Jerome felt a quick jolt of pain hitting his entire body as his face scrunched in pain. It subsided eventually and that's when Jerome saw it. Jerome's body was... growing. Jerome could hear the snaps of his bones as he looked to his left arm bulging. growing. becoming much more meatier than it used to be. Now it looked like one thick tree branch with veins visibly covering the arm. He looked to his right and saw that his right arm now mirrored his left. "I-Is this making me muscular? W-Why?" Jerome spoke out. He still couldn't move and the transformation kept going. Jerome's torso underwent its own transformation as any fat on his stomach was evaporated leaving a flat stomach that gained six sexy bulges. Jerome's flat chest was flat no longer as two massive chugs called pecs adorned him now. To top it off, his torso gained a v-shape. Next up was Jerome's lower half as it instantly gained a lot of bulk. His legs becoming thick and beefy and his feet growing a couple sizes larger. It's a good thing he wasn't wearing the shoes yet. The next to last change was Jerome's ass becoming bigger and much more bouncy. What seemed to be the final piece of the transformation was Jerome's face as it became much more Brazilian in appearance while his skin gained a minor tan. The transformation stopped by thickening his vocal cords and letting Jerome free.

Jerome looked down at himself. He couldn't believe his eyes. He just turned into a brazilian stud in mere minutes. "O que havia nestes-" (What was in these-) He put his hand over his month. Did he just speak Portuguese?

"Como vou explicar isso para Jake?" (How am I going to explain this to Jake?) Jerome certainly couldn't go to the party looking like this. But how how would he change back?

But before Jerome could think further, he subconsciously lifted his right arm, flexing it. That instantly gave Jerome a hard on, which in turn made his cock grow inches longer. The fabric on the shirt even started to rip.

"Eu poderia me acostumar com isso..." (I could get used to this…) While pointing at the rip.

After Jerome said this, the final changes began. Small little hairs appeared on Jerome one by one until a thick forest on his torso and pecs. Tattoos above his left pec and left arm sketched themselves onto Jerome and for the piece of resistance, a luscious beard of facial hair grew onto Jerome's face as well as his hair becoming more professional. There even seemed to be some greys sprinkled in, giving him a much more older appearance. And that's when the memories came flooding in. Jerome was no longer jerome, he was Ademir Pereira, a brazilian doctor. He started bodybuilding at a young age and it showed. Years of medical knowledge entered Ademir's mind as his apartment quickly changed into a luxurious house with multiple rooms and his bedroom became much larger to boot. Jerome was all but gone. Ademir settled into reality, looking around his room, wondering why he was in his hospital uniform so late at night, but then he heard his phone ring. He picked it up and saw a text from someone named "Jake" "Hey man, still coming to the party?" Ademir was confused. From what he could string of his limited knowledge of english, he never said he was going to a party with this "Jake". he had an early morning workout before work. He had no time for parties. "eu não falo inglês" (I don't speak english) he typed before putting his phone down again. The phone promptly changed into something much nicer than the dingy one he had before. With that morning workout in mind, Ademir was ready for bed. He threw off his uniform, bouncing his pecs before promptly sleeping.

The next morning at the gym, Ademir was ready to get his workout on. He spotted his workout buddy and waved. "Vamos trabalhar meu amigo!" (Let's get to work my friend!) He said before showing off his pecs to them.

"Nossa, Ademir, com esses peitorais, você realmente precisa de um sutiã!" (Geez Ademir with those pecs you really need a bra.) "Haha! Você realmente acha isso?" (Haha! You really think so?) Ademir laughed with confidence as he took his shirt off.

"Definitivamente. Mas chega de falar disso, vamos colocar seus representantes!" (Definitely. But enough about that let's get your reps in!) His friend said before reaching for his arm.

Ademir nodded, as they got to work on their routines for the day. After a couple hours. Ademir did a good flex in the mirror for all to see. This was the life! But he better get to work soon, those patents need him.

This was Ademir's daily routine. Work hard, workout hard, flex hard. He wouldn't any other life. Not to mention the upkeep on his social media which he also enjoys. Just recently he bounced his pecs to his viewers and they cheered, sending him hundreds of donations. Ademir was happy and that's all the mattered.

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Was this towel always this tight or what…?

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@official_oniisan on TikTok

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Back cracking poses have been hot since American Werewolf in London, but now it’s a meme.

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It is a well known fact that as well as being erotically trashy, flag underwear has extremely strong mind control energy. Be careful out there!

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You've heard of Liposuction?

Well consider Lipoinflation!

All that fat has to go somewhere... right?

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Redraw of one of my most popular pieces here.

I don’t post to tumblr anymore

You can find me on Instagram, Twitter and Bluesky

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Halloween Party: Fire cop

At a Halloween party, firefighter Marcus decides to dress up as a fat police officer for a laugh, complete with padding and a fake belly. However, to his shock, he discovers that his costume has become reality, transforming him into a real fat cop with a mustache reminiscent of his brother-in-law. When a call comes in for assistance, Marcus, now convinced of his new identity, follows his brother-in-law to the police car, ready to tackle the day’s emergencies with his unexpected new form.

Marcus, a handsome firefighter, was in a locker room changing when he got call from his sister asking if he was coming to the Halloween party. Marcus told his sister he was coming and he had the perfect costumes for it.

Marcus had arrived at the Halloween party. His costume was a fat police officer, complete with padding and a uniform. His brother-in-law, a real police officer, didn't find the joke amusing.

During the party his brother-in-law started, treating Marcus as if he was a real cop. Marcus played along, joking about spending the day eating doughnuts as he patted his fake belly. Something felt different, his belly felt real.

Alarmed, he rushed to the bathroom. Pulling up his shirt, he was shocked to see a real, big belly. He was becoming a fat cop.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he noticed a mustache growing, identical to his brother-in-law's. He was indeed turning into a fat cop.

Exiting the bathroom, he heard a call on his walkie-talkie. His brother-in-law rushed to him, saying that they needed to leave for a serious situation.

Marcus was confused but followed his brother-in-law, who was now addressing him as his partner. They rushed to the cop car parked outside.

The pair sped off into the night, leaving the party behind. Marcus, once a firefighter, was now a cop heading to save the day.

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Size Trade

was talking about getting massive with @samir-the-dumb-jockboyeee and since he turned him into a giant hulk of a man I think I should do the same.

First I think you'd be better with some mixed heritage from the middle east, nice tan skin, thick black hair all over your body, making it hard to wash any B.O off, but you cant be small and naturally sweaty so I think we better beef you up.

there we go!! starting to look good but I dunno man, you still seem not quite right. Maybe we'll make a few more adjustments. First too tall I think a better way to make you look bigger is to push you down a few inches, maybe to 5ft exactly, a short king with the same amount of mass, but its still not enough, I think you deserve another 60 pounds of mixed muscle and fat pushed onto your body and I know you got a think for guys with big feet so I can't let you go without atleast being a size 20 but I still think you might be small, ya know down stares so why dont we beef you up like you've shoved a basket ball in your pants.

Id say we've gone far enough but chatting with you I know you say you want a guy to ruin you so lets go all in, go big or go home. Again you dont look beefy enough, I think we just need to keep adding size until you find it hard to move.

Much better, and from the sounds of furniture it sounds like you might have to spend a few grand ordering some reinforced stuff because if you get stuck on your back you'll find it hard to get up at all.

But I don't think we've ruined you yet.

How about some more body hair, and lets make you sweat like a fucking pig and stink like an ogre. You feet dripping with sweat leaving puddles behind you, every step results in a deep breath like you are climbing a mountain. Anyone who looks at you will see the massive stink cloud circling you at all times and people might even laugh at the man who's wider than he is tall trying to squeeze through doors.

Sweaty, rank, hairy, short and wide? is that ruined enough for you? or maybe I should make you a lil shorter and ad another 50 pounds hahaha, enjoy man.

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The Doctor: construction Transformation

The doctor is a series of story where people go see a Doctor but the crazy old senile Doctor keep on making mistake about his patient. But the Doctor is never wrong.

Mark, an 18-year-old recent high school graduate, finds himself at a doctor's office for a physical examination. As the doctor praises his potential as a construction worker, Mark undergoes a dramatic transformation, aging and growing into a muscular 30-year-old. Confused by the changes and the clothes he's given, he leaves the office to face his new reality on a bustling construction site, where he must adapt to his unexpected strength and size

Mark sat nervously in his underwear on the examination bed, waiting for the doctor. Freshly graduated from high school, he had no idea what the future held for him.

The doctor entered the room, a comforting smile on his face. He began his routine, commenting on Mark's health. 'You're in excellent shape, Mark,' he said, his tone encouraging.

As the doctor spoke, Mark's body began to change. He grew bigger, stronger, his muscles bulging. The doctor looked surprised but continued his examination.

Mark aged rapidly, his body morphing into that of a 30-year-old. He was now a man in his prime, muscular and strong. Yet, he was confused. 'What work?' he asked, as he was currently unemployed.

The doctor, assuming Mark was a construction worker, continued his advice. As he spoke, Mark's body kept growing, muscles rippling, aging even further.

The doctor handed Mark some clothes - a white t-shirt and blue jeans. They weren't his, but he put them on anyway. His muscular body strained against the fabric.

Suddenly, the doctor commented on Mark's weight. As if on cue, Mark's belly began to grow, spilling over his tight jeans. His shirt barely contained his expanding frame.

As Mark left the office, the doctor called out to him, handing him a yellow construction vest. The vest barely fit him, but he put it on anyway, walking out into a bustling construction site.

Mark stood there, in the midst of the chaotic site, his yellow vest barely covering his large frame. His mind was a whirlwind of confusion, but he knew he had a job to do.

He looked down at his hands, now rough and calloused, and took a deep breath. This was his life now, a construction worker. He couldn't understand how it happened, but he was ready to face it.

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The Distributor - Male TF Story

A muscular, but put together man walks into a gym. He walks right passed the front desk as if they didn't see him, though some backstory items required to explain what was about to take place.

Chronos, the god of time, had grown bored of the mundane world of humanity. He had sworn to not interfere, but he couldn't help but think of the possibilities of how interesting this world could be if humanity was given something to stir them up. He was too hesitant to start too extreme, but messing with a few humans couldn't hurt. That's when he thought of something he had been working on, distributor. An ability that allows him to distribute the size, age, and even personalities among a group of people, *theoretically*. Why not try a test run, after all, if things go that bad he can just turn back time.

All that led to this moment, a god walking into a gym. Chronos casually walked to the middle of the gym, "This should do, only people in the gym should be affected by this." He said to himself as he released his power. He froze time and approached the closed man to him, a powerlifter in the middle of a rep.

He stood there for a moment, wondering what would happen to this man. Would he become the new Hulk, getting all of the muscle from the other men here, or would he turn into an immobile blob of fat, or neither. The tension is the exact reason Chronos did this. He started time again, and the changes began almost immediately. His belly began to grow, only being restrained by his skin tight belt. The tension grew and grew until the belt snapped in a loud bang, something did not seem to phase him, or anyone else in the gym for that matter. Now free from its shackles, a round belly flooded out, pushing out his stretchy singlet. His pecs ballooned out, also pushing out his singlet until they formed a soft pair of moobs that rested on his belly. His body formed an S shape as his once perky ass became flabby as fat flooded into his cheeks. The sudden and drastic change to the man's center of gravity seemed to throw him off balance but he continued to hold up the extremely heavy weight. The rest of his body seemed to catch up with the weight gain as chubby cheeks and a double chin former under his bushy beard. The musculature on his arms and legs became hidden under a layer of pudge and his fingers grew a layer of padding, resembling stuffed sausages. The man dropped the weight and opened his eyes. Chronos waited in anticipation for the mans reaction, but there was none. The man rubbed his belly as if he'd always been that fat, before proceeding to do another rep.

Slightly confused, Chronos reversed time to the moment he released his power and moved on to the next man he could see. A young scrawny guy, probably in his early 20s, was near the weights. It was probably his first time here, he looked like he had no idea what he was doing. Chronos started time, eager to see what happened to him.

The guys transformation happening quickly and suddenly. First one of his noodles arms burst out with muscle, his bicep grew to the size of his head and his hand doubled in size as veins surfaced all over his arm. The other arm followed suit, making his proportion look ridiculous. His shoulder broadened, becoming larger than those of the powerlifter. His previously flat chest ballooned out with muscle, completely destroying the shirt he was wearing. His now exposed pecs created a shelf over the rest of his comparibly tiny body, as hairs covered his swollen chest. His torso then grew in proportion with his massive shoulders, destroying what little was left of his shirt. This revealed a small muscle guy that became covered in hair, just like his chest. The man's legs quickly matched his body as his thighs plumped up, ripping right through his shorts and underwear, leaving him completely naked. His thighs were left thick enough to always be touching, with a now massive dick hanging between them. His feet exploded out of his size 8 shoes, becoming a hulking size 18, needed for balancing his massive body. Chronos was too distracted to notice that the man had grown to 6"5 during his transformation. He also didn't notice the man's face, he really got the short end of the stick with his age as a white beard covered his wrinkling face. Although he still looked great for his age, he must've been in his 60s by now.

The man gave a deep satisfied grunt as a white the liquid ran down his legs. "It seems all the muscle and testosterone went to this guy." Chronos said as the man posed in front of a mirror.

Chronos eyed down the man for a while before reversing time again and moving on. He made his way to the change rooms, immediately spotting a solid muscle gut soaking in the showers.

Chronos seemed to walk over in a trance, approaching the man, oblivious to the god around him and oblivious to the effects his powers will have on his body. He unpaused time, letting his power take ahold of this hunky man. Suddenly the man seemed to bend over as his glorious gut began to shrink. All of the day on his body quickly disappeared, as a cut 6 pack appeared under the sea of fat. His man boobs quickly turned into a pair of juicy pecs, creating a shelf over his abs. Veins appeared over his massive arms as thick traps appeared on his broad shoulders.

His demeanor changed as the older weathered man de aged into his 30s. Growing a full head of hair and a mustache straight out of the 80s. The man stretched with new life, and new muscle as he exited the shower. Smiling as he remembered how hot he is.

"I'll be back for you." Chronos said with a wink before moving on. He walked back to the locker room, reversing time once again. He noticed the one other man in the room, a cute ginger. Probably keeping up physique in between rugby, Chronos thought to himself. He looked over the man's short red hair, pasty white skin, and thick brushing of matching body hair.

"Well you're cute." Chronos said as he unpaused time. "I wonder how you'll turn out." He said, hot expecting what was to come. The man quickly sprouted up in height, going from a moderate 5"10 to a monstrous 6"7, going from what looks like a rugby player to a basketball player. The small layer of fat the man had seemed to grow, at first giving him a small pot belly, then growing to a solid beer gut. His relatively small chest broadened, looking more fitting for his now massive stature. His pecs swelled into a thick pair of moobs, big enough that no shirt would be able to hide it. That wasn't the most alarming part, though, the man's pasty white skin began to darken, and darken, and darken. His light ginger hair darkened to a dark black color as it became extremely curly all over his gargantuan body. His facial features started to shift, his lips plumped up and his nose widened as the hair on his hard receded and his shirt beard quickly grew into a thick bushy one. Covering up his now chubbier cheeks, and double chin, though it didn't look out of place on his large body. The man's arms then blew up with both fat and muscle, growing puffy biceps and giant man hands. Chronos then looked down to see the man rip out of his already small looking gym shorts, revealing a thick 8 cock hanging between his massive thighs and two thick cheeks sticking out behind him. He then noticed his size 18 feet rip right through his shoes. The man then grabbed his now comparably tiny towel and covered his manhood.

"Looks like big guy over here hogged all the melanin. I didn't even know I could do that." Chronos said while analysing his latest test subject. "Goodluck getting out of here in any clothes that fit." As he grabbed the 400 pound behemoth of a man.

Moving on, Chronos wondered into what looked like an office, forgetting to rewind time. He walked into what he soon found out was the main office, with the owner of the gym sitting in an office chair.

"Damn that guys massive, I was kind of expecting a different kind of massive coming from a business man but I guess it makes sense for a gym owner." Chronos said under his breath as he went to see he went to see what the man had on his computer, being the snoop that he is. He is shocked to see a picture of a very fat man on this man's computer. And that's when it clicked, he forgot to rewind time and the picture was of him before the transformation.

He rewinded time to see the ripped gym rat looking man turn into an obese dad with a giant ball belly. The exact man in the photos. "Well that explains a lot." Chronos says as he leaves the office, but finds himself walking right into someone. He takes a step back and sees a massive old man standing in front of him

"Damn, I guess that's where all of the fat went." He said standing at eye level with this man's gut. He rewinded time to see that the massive old man was once a young father, attempting to get rid of his dadbod. "What would your wife think of you how old man, hey I mean some girls are into the beach ball sized gut." Chronos said as he let out a meniacle laugh, watching the young man's life fade under hundreds of pounds of fat and grey hairs. The buttons on his already tight shirt popped off in dramatic fashion, as his giant gut spilled out. His moobs softened to the point that they now lay on his gut. The bottom half of his body is left naked after his shirt and underwear face under the immense pressure of his growing body. "I would hope that you at least got a big dick out of this exchange, but I can't see it anymore." Chronos continued to tease the poor man, despite the fact that he can't hear any of it. A thick grey beard covered the man's aging face, and his hairline receded way back on his head. The poor man just wanted to get rid of a small belly that fatherhood had given him, and now he left an obese naked old man. Though despite this, he still had a big smile plastered on his face.

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Chugged, Because I Can

This one was a struggle. Not sure why, although I did eat a moderately sized breakfast, but small for my standards.

I might be off heavy cream for a while. There’s a part two after this video that I likely won’t post because I nearly get sick at the end.

Luckily, I don’t get sick, but know that my belly was so packed full here, that I took another gulp afterwards, and my belly straight up rejected it.

On the flip side, I’m not sure I’ve ever looked this round. 💪

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To The Ground Floor

Heyo- Saw this next picture and just had to use it so here’s a businessman to dumb sub twunk TF! 

If anyone wants to suggest a prompt for my 1K follower post here’s the link- https://forms.gle/NE66kaH4KJxkhgPk9

Probably be wrapping it up/posting a poll soon! -Occam

I don’t know what my company was thinking when they scheduled our conference in Tenerife. It would be one thing if it was a retreat or team vacation, but it is nearly impossible to get any real work done with all these tourists stomping around and getting in my way. I was set to make it early to our morning meeting, as I always do, before this twat forced his way in before I could get to the close door button. He surely noticed since he glared at me before returning to focus on the only thing that seems to matter to him, his vanity.

In retrospect I should have kept my mouth shut, but I couldn’t help but scoff as he started to take a picture of his reflection in the door. It was immature, but when dealing with this crowd of influencers or whatever these childish twits has put me off my usually stoic demeanor. He immediately responded with aggression, “You laughin’ mate? You lot all think you’re so much better than us eh?” He scowls once more at me and to his credit, I do think myself superior to him. Not afraid to say it either.

I open my mouth to shoot some clever insult at him but before I can the delinquent fully spits at me! Where does he get off! The elevator chimes as it stops at the sixth floor. I grab my handkerchief to wipe the spit off my dress shoes as I hear him run off, shouting “you’ll get yours ya git!” I look up to see the small of his back showing beneath his trailing coat and mesh top. I can’t help but stare as he runs, asshole he may be but, god, he is hot isn’t he?

I cough as I can’t believe I thought that! He’s absolute filth! Parading himself around dressed like that on a work day, my word! I don’t notice that there is no longer a handkerchief in my hand as I reach to wipe the spit off my shoes with my now empty hand. As I finally wrest my eyes from his pert body I notice that the villain pushed every button in the elevator. So help me god if I’m late to my meeting I will find him and- well, there’s not much I can do. I’m not exactly the peak specimen, unlike, uh him I suppose.

The doors click closed and begin to take me to the fifth floor. I consider hopping off to take the stairs but I’m sure he’ll be there waiting for me. I go to check my rolex when I notice I’m not wearing it? I would never go to a meeting without it though? My mind grows foggy as I thoughtlessly wipe the spit still on my hand on my suit. God it’s a little warm in this elevator isn’t it. I sniff the air and find that it still smells of that jerk. His cologne must’ve been something intense.

I continue to whiff the air before realizing that it is clearly not perfume but his natural body odor, blushing as I grow slightly jealous at his scent. I find my mind drifting as I think what a man he must be to smell so, mm. The only word I can think is, virile? Ugh, I need to get to work, this is going to set me back. The doors clink open to the fifth floor as the heat only continues to grow. Why am I wearing such a thick suit jacket anyway? It is so fucking hot on this island. I absolutely hate it here. I’ll just take it off for the rest of the elevator ride. Yeah, that couldn’t hurt right? My eyes glaze over as I think of his coat trailing off his head as he ran down the hallway and I bite my lip.

God that hot fucker. My jacket falls to the floor and before I can catch it it’s as if it was never there. I grunt as I think once more of my upcoming meeting. Surely they won’t judge right? My mind shuffles as I don’t even try to understand what has happened to my jacket. The fogginess in my head swiftly finds a form though as I see his smug smirk in my mind. Fuck I- I need to fuck him, or be fucked or? I grunt once more, my voice noticeably more dull. I try to fan my shirt open as the heat grows worse and I find myself growing hornier by the second. The elevator is already on the way to the fourth floor without my notice. I give up fanning my shirt and instead just open the buttons when I am suddenly met with something I cannot reconcile. When the fuck did I get, such, fuckable pecs? I press a finger into my own chest and start to drool as I see the depth of my muscle. I see my brown nipples grow and try to wipe the pooling drool from my mouth as I think how much my body looks like that uh, that twit? No that uh, that hot fucker?  I feel like I’m losing my mind. Or, losing myself? Uh..

The doors open and close on floor four as I struggle to think of absolutely anything but that, uh, stud. My own chest jutting out forces me to think of his own hearty pecs. The powerful curves of his body stretching his fishnet top, ugh. I see the biceps now on my own arms and struggle to not flex them thinking of that staring at himself in the elevator’s reflective wall and posing. I stare at the abs pushing out of my torso and think of his cinched waist peeking out from those sagging pants. God why didn’t I just try to fuck him then oohh.. Or no, Why didn’t I give myself to him..I moan as I loosen my belt, trying to allow my growing erection some air, instead giving my cock and ass more space to expand.

God his fuckable ass was impossible to miss even through those jeans. I bite my lip once more trying to stop myself from moaning as the doors open to the third floor. No one is there to see or hear me as my pants drop to the floor and disappear as if they were never there. As if I would wear pleated pants ever I think blushing. My cock begins to grow to fill my boxers. Or no hee hee- Surely I’m not wearing boxers right haha, giggling as I look down and see the clear imprint of my erection in my tight spandex. Mikey would never let me wear something so unattractive as boxers~

I feel an itch in my crotch as I think of Mikey once more, not hesitating to wonder how I could possibly know his name. Nor why he brings me such intense, feelings. It’s just, I’m so lucky to have him! Ah- I might lose control if I keep thinking about him, I need to keep it together for my uh, meeting? I shove my hand into my crotch to deal with whatever that itch is when I find it’s not my still growing cock, but a jungle of pubes that have begun to grow down there. I feel my fingers drag through them, now covered in sweat as the pubes begin to push themselves above my waistline. 

I giggle to myself as I see the thick black hair inch its way to create a perfect treasure trail up my stomach. I’ve gotta keep it looking good for Mikey after all! I play with the lengthening hair in my crotch, giggling to myself, as the elevator makes its landing on the second floor. I raise my sweaty hand to smell it as some prude stares in disbelief in the elevator lobby. I smile coily at him as he narrows his eyes in shock. He almost looks a little familiar but I’d certainly not waste any of my time on him haha!

He decides not to get on for some reason, not that I care as I look at my sharpening reflection. I play with my chest feeling the ebb and flow of my strength as I start to smell my own scent fill the elevator. I notice my feet are now bare on the dirty elevator’s floor. Ah, I hope Mikey won’t be upset if my feet are gross, smiling to myself as I think of him chewing me out. I feel a similar forest begin to grow in my pits as the elevator stops unceremoniously on the first floor before making its way to the ground floor.

I rub my hands all over on my now almost completely unclothed body as I feel my spandex shrink and tighten into a yellow speedo. My hands glide smoothly around the muscular curves, only ever getting caught on my tangled pubes as I giggle to myself. Wasn’t there something I had to do when I got to the ground floor? I raise my arm to bask in my scent as the elevator finally delivers me to my destination, and who could be standing there but Mikey!

“Mikey!” I shout at him! He looks so happy to see me, before responding, “well you’re looking great aren’t ya love.” He pushes and prods me as if he’s inspecting me as I proudly stand there giving him the doe eyes he demands. He smirks as he pulls me out of the elevator and plants his lips on mine. I can barely help but come right there as I feel my cock stretch at my speedo. I moan but keep it together, feeling his pursed lips grow into a smirk before he pulls away and laughs. 

I tilt my head at him before he speaks once more, “you remember what you’re supposed to be doing right now right, pet?” My face grows warm with blush, surely betraying my cluelessness as I struggle to remember. I had a meeting or? No, Haha As if! I, I could never work a stupid office job~ I try to look as coy as possible, inviting him to jog my memory. His eyes grow dark, not from aggression, but a hunger welling within him as he answers, “I need ya to get those posh wankers and bring them to me eh, doll? Need to them to submit yeh?”

My smile grows wide as my mind fills with excitement for this task. I’m gonna be so good and Mikey will be so proud of me! None of those boring businessmen will be able to resist me hehe! I begin to make my way out to the beach looking for any salarymen looking especially susceptible to my charms. I strut around, my body on display to everyone, monkeysuit suckers and other horny tourists alike. As if any of them have something more important going on hee hee! Soon they’ll all realize there is nothing more important than pleasuring Mikey!