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A New Curse II
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At first Hook thought that someone had blown up the camp near the quay. Explosions were not exactly rare in Storybrook when you had to deal with giants, fairies, magic and curses. But then… something felt strange. The bad version of strange.
Thirst, unbearable thirst, filled Hook’s throat. Hastily he reached for a bottle on the railing, but… that was not what he craved. The bottle disappeared in a yellow swirl and a huge cup, brimming with protein shake, labelled “Musclebrook”. Water pooling in Hook’s mouth, he poured the creamy liquid into his mouth.
The cup never seemed to get empty. Hook drank and drank and drank….
With a dull sound, his hook fell to the floor and vanished into thin air. A healthy, much thicker hand sprouted in its place. He continued to drink. His slender body began to expand, pushing against his black pirate gear. Hook didn’t care. He wanted more. He wanted to get bigger. With a loud ripping sound, his clothes disintegrated. His now liberated muscles lusted for freedom and swelled more and more. His shoulders stretched in opposite directions while his chest rose and swelled. Powerful pectoral muscles stretched his skin. The hair on his chest fell out, only remaining on his stomach, pointing in a very specific direction. His arms filled with mass, showing all the protein he shovelled into himself every day.
“Fuckin’ thicc, that’s what I am,” escaped a giggle as his figure stretched further.
The pirate captain’s familiar features shifted, losing the harshness and signs of deprivation of the last few years. His hair grew shorter, began to curl, the stubble on his face became a little shorter.
In another swirl of yellow, a bluish swimsuit appeared on his body, immediately filled by his growing buttocks. Pearly white teeth flashed from his mouth. Suddenly Hook no longer felt the planks of his ship beneath his feet, but the hot sand from which his feet sprouted to better bear the new load. The last remnants of the protein shake burned in his throat. New words formed in his head. No longer English, but Spanish, while his thoughts became simpler and less in general. “Carlos,” he gasped with satisfaction and did a few poses. “Carlos needs amigos… ” he said in a heavy accent and strutted along Musclebrook beach, looking for the right “company”. The only concern that remained in his stunning shape was his desire for getting pumped… in all aspects.
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Mystic Shop: The Good Forest (Soul Extraction Pill)
Agus lives in a small town near a forest. Although the forest is so beautiful that it attracts many tourists, Agus has lived in this town for more than 24 years and he is very bored with life in this small town.
He often went for walks in the forest, he met many people and envied them that they had a more enjoyable life than they had to live here.
One day, he was walking in the forest and he came across a mysterious shop. He was certain that this shop had never existed in this forest before. When he entered, a handsome young man greeted him with a smile.
He said hello to the customer, are you interested in changing anything?
Agus was a little surprised by the question, so he asked tentatively.
How did you know I wanted to change?
The clerk smiled before speaking confidently: Because our shop will only appear in front of those who want to change their lives. Our Mystic Shop can appear anywhere when someone wants to change, and of course in front of those who can pay us a reasonable price.
Agus was puzzled: But I don't have much money. You must have come the wrong way. Agus said scornfully.
The officer smiled again: Of course, we know that you don't have enough money to use our service, but because we run a special promotion for those who don't have much money and are destined to receive a change.
Agus looks puzzled. What is it?
Staff: It's a special contract. Most of our customers tend to abandon their original bodies, so we have come up with a special promotion for you to sacrifice your own body to get something better.
Better yet, this is the result of this promotion. The salesperson takes out a potion. A potion that will cause the soul of the eater to leave their body and take over someone else's body. You can take it, but you must promise us that if you get a new body, you will have to share 5% of the profit from the new body. You and your old body will be the rights holders of the Mystic Shop.
Agus agreed with the idea, he signed a contract to receive the soul-extraction drug, the clerk added, “That’s good, when you take the drug and get a new body, your old body will disappear and come to this store, once you become our customer, you will be able to know where our store is at all times, thank you for using our service.” As soon as he finished speaking, the store slowly darkened, when he came to, Agus was standing in the dark, at first he thought he must be daydreaming, but when he looked in his shirt pocket, he found the drug he had signed a contract to receive, he was certain that this was definitely not a dream.
Days later, he tried to find a body good enough to be his new body. Finally, he came across a cyclist who came into the forest near his town.

As he sat resting on the bridge, Agus took the pill. His soul floated out of his body and slowly floated towards it.
Agus' soul floated towards the young man, the soul entered the young man's body through the mouth of the young man's body, the soul of Agus penetrated the young man's throat, the soul's penis hardened inside the young man's body, the body twitched, the lucky young man's penis hardened in the tight cloth, now Agus' soul was filling every part of the young man's hand completely, the young man's body slowly moaned comfortably, fuck this is so good, Agus received the new body of this young cyclist.

Agus went to his old body and found it gone. “My old body, now I will live a new life as this young cyclist.”
He used his hand to stroke the new body's erect penis. "I can't wait." This forest is full of good things. Then he pulled out his hard cock and used it to reach his climax.

Yes, I like this feeling as the semen shoots out of his cock. He sees in the pocket of the biker boy that there is a lot of money. “That will be a good investment in my new life. Look, this money will help me to increase my comfort in my new life a lot. For the special medicine that can read memories that I secretly saw in the catalog in that shop.” He said while licking the semen that flowed all over his stomach.
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Belieber
Justin Bieber slammed his hands on the negotiating table, throwing his coffee right after
J: you fuckers are trying to cut me out?! Me?! Justin fucking Bieber!!!
Scooter: justin we’re not cutting you out but you’re not selling… your too thug… you lost your shot with that cute boy next door look..
J: I got older scooter!
S: you also piled your body with shitty artwork, did drugs, pissed on a fan… your a fucking train wreck!
J: fuck you scooter! I’m done with this
S: no justin… we are.
Scooters bodyguards grab justin and take him away.
That altercation happened 2 weeks ago… now scooter is interviewing for justin’s new body guard position… but there are age restrictions… must be under 25… so the pickings were slim, especially since they didn’t want to get someone crazy for Bieber, that might effect their plans.
Enter Jared.. 23 year old body builder… has worked security before, has been looking to get into the celebrity clientele… win win for both parties right?
Well Jared was hired on the spot, by scooter Braun himself!
Jared proudly followed scooter.. to meet justin Bieber.. except when he got to the room justin was out cold on the couch, hooked up to some kind of machine.. pumping on his cock? Like some kind of weird pocket pussy.
J: uh what is this?
S: it’s justin… rather what’s left of him…
The door slams shut and locks with a steel bar, Jared looks concerned
J: what do you mean what’s left of him?
S: he’s bad for business… he’s a cunt now… we needed a new justin…
J: so why the fuck did you hire me to guard him?
S: we hired you to be his bodyguard… but your guarding his body.. by being him
J: what?! I didn’t sign up for that! I ain’t being that little prick?
Scooter laughs “I don’t disagree with him being a prick… but your gonna hate it even more when you find out which justin your gonna be..
J: which justin?
S: yeah… your gonna be an even younger justin… your gonna revive the 2010-2013 Bieber… before the drugs, before the crazy tattoos.
Jared goes ghost white, there’s no way this can be real. Jared goes to leave and can’t budge the door
S: sorry man.. this is a one way trip for Jared… he’s leaving as justin
As if on cue Jared starts to feel weak, dizzy even… unknown to him he’s been breathing in justin’s dna, justin’s seed… as well as some age regression drugs
Scooter sits Jared down next to justin, grabbing another machine, attaching it to the tube of the machine that’s pumping away at the husk of Bieber, Jared try’s to move but can’t.. scooter hooks the machine to Jared’s cock, it kicks on immediately, spreading Jared piss slit open and forcing justin into him, not just justins seed, justin himself, the body of Bieber starts to slowly get smaller as it gets pumped away at the tube… Jared looks in horror, within 10 minutes justins gone, all of him in Jared, somewhere…what Jared doesn’t know is alll of justin is spreading through all of Jared… justin’s balls assuming their place in Jared’s sack… his teeth slowly replacing Jared’s teeth, every punch and drop of dna becoming Bieber…
Jared moans, scooter sees the progress of the absorption finish, he switches the machine to another setting, taking off the Bieber portion and siphoning the tube to a 5 gallon bucket.
The machine kicks on as Jared’s body warms
J: please…. I don’t wanna be that little prick….
S: your gonna love it soon
J: no…” Jared tries to leave but the machine starts sucking his cock, he goes limp, so much pleasure takes over his body as everything feels like it’s lighting up.
Bieber dna starts to overwhelm Jared’s, before long Jared feels an orgasm building, but it’s Bieber cum pushing Jared’s cum out, Bieber dna pushing Jared dna out, Jared’s cock explodes into the machine, the tube starts to fill with every drop of Jared…. Jared watches in horror as his body slowly starts to shrink, his precious muscles, body… all slowly condensing… slowly.. biebering
The constant stream down the tube intensifies as Jared’s muscles, dna… everything drains out. His teeth replaced with biebers pearly whites… his balls and sack Bieberfied… the hairs on his legs retreat inward, his body hair, everything minus pits, some pubes, a small treasure trail and a very light dusting of leg hair is gone.
The pleasure intensifies as Jared’s bones get overtaken, his body rapidly condenses to justin’s 5’7 from his previous 6’2… his body looks massive now from all the muscle on his smaller frame but that quickly changes, he watches as his body literally drains down that tube, his legs thin, his arms deflate, pecs deflate into a bird chest, his abs lose definition… he can’t see it but his back losses all its muscle, his shoulders get thin… Jared starts to cry as his muscles literally go into a bucket… he doesn’t get long to think about it however as his feet shrink, slowly retreating back, from a 12 to a 9… more thin and dainty as well.
Jared gulps as he feels his hair start to tingle, styling itself perfectly to how Bieber wore it in that era, pushed up in the front… scooter smiles and walks over
S. Might as well see the rest justin
Scooter holds a mirror as Jared watches his face youthen, facial hair gone, rapidly getting cuter by the second, more boyish.. lips plumping…until finally it looks like a fresh young Bieber.
Justin’s tattoos start to stretch up Jared’s new twig he calls an arm, only a few on his left arm, a Hollister bird on my waistline and one on each side of his chest..
Jared screams, the scream gets higher pitched
J: you fucker!! Fix me!

The voice comes out in young biebers perfect angelic voice, Jared closes his eyes, begging for it to be a dream
The machine finally stops pumping as the last bit of Jared, his one massive 11 inch cock is shriveled downward into a modest 7, scooter removes the machine, giving Jared full view of his new body. A skinny, teen heart throb body looking back at him, all those years of gym, training… gone… this body doesn’t even look like it would be able to get big like that… Jared cries softy
S: oh cmon you fucking sissy…. You just got transformed into justin fucking bieber. Stop crying.
Scooter grabs two black diamonds studs and slides them in your now pierced ears.
J: well fuck you cuz I ain’t justin and I ain’t gonna sing your shit you jerkoff
S: oh your right… whatever would I do…
Scooter grabs a helmet, turning on a tv, he straps the helmet to your head and straps you to the chair, unable to move, unable to turn away.

S: this’ll help.. I’ll see you in a few days justin.
Scooter walks out as the tv starts playing spirals, mind control hacks etc.
Jared try’s to close his eyes, he can’t look away but after a few hours he starts to hear justin’s voice in his head, urging him to open his eyes, as soon as he does the spiral locks him.
The minutes seem to pass for hours, days, months, he can’t track time or anything he tries to push Bieber out, to push away the spirals… but it gets harder and harder as time goes on, soon Jared can’t resist anymore, a few tears roll down his eyes as justin sinks in.
Jared gets exposed to everything about justin, his childhood.. his memories… everything. Before long Jared can’t remember his name… only that it’s justin drew Bieber…

Justins new memories flow in, growing up poor in Canada, a single mother… starting to sing.. getting signed to a label…becoming famous.. Justins care free fuck boy attitude starts to take over, he’s the justin Bieber… why would he have anything to care about? He can get any girl… or guy he’d ever want!
Soon the spirals and tv images rewrite everything about Jared, his new style as justin Bieber, new swagger… his singing skills…. His hockey skills… the machines are so thorough rewriting justin that he remembers every bit of his life as if he actually lived it, nothing left of Jared in his mind at all.. of course it worked this well.. they literally digitally downloaded justin’s mind… up until age 19 atleast.. the rest deleted… the studio wanted a different justin this time.. which is why they planted a mind control in the files… making the new justin completely under their control… but mainly shawn mendes control, he’s justin’s new role model.

Before long shawn comes to check on their newest addition to mendes army, removing the helmet, justin sees shawn smiling
S: hey justin… how are you feeling
J: fucking Amazing shawn…” justin flashes his charming smile

Shawn and justin chat for an hour, making sure everything set in properly, the world wasn’t ready for Bieber 2.0 in today’s social media society… he was gonna take over the world..
Shawn helped justin up after their chat, examining him, admiring the handiwork of now 19 year old Bieber
S: there’s just one more thing justin…
J: yes master ?
Shawn takes his cock out smiling “suck it baby”

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Gotta find our bros
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