ddogqwerty

[ddogqwerty]

Request for TinyToy0

It had been almost a year since the goverment messed with a chemical plant. Deciding to cease in its production since an accident had accord. According to the records, they were working on something that would keep large amounts of products under wraps shrinking them in size so they were easily transportable. It would save them money in the long run, theoretically. Deciding to test their hypothesis, they began to test them. Bringing in a bunch of materials to try them on as they fired a spray onto boxes found from the storage. Seeing the effects they would cause as some them shrank on their platforms.

It seemed to be successful so far according to the results, so they continued. Bringing in the next batch of boxes as the scientist sprayed them once more. But this time, they were left out a slight detail. As one of the boxes began to shrink, a can of nitrogen exploded out as it caused a chain reaction. Hitting the container that contained the shrinking spray as it too bursted out of its can. Casting a large smaug from the mixed chemicals inside as they spread all throughout the factory.

Bursting out into the atmosphere as the weather became effected. Mixing in with a gust of wind from the north as it scattered the chemicals all around. Leaving behind a mess of shrunken items at the factory, as the scientist without suits inside were now miniaturized by blast. After the disaster, a national announcement was given to the surrounding area. Due to the mixture of the wind the chemicals with the spray had morphed the weather. Creating a fog-like atmosphere along the far coast as a bluish stream trickled within it. For those who come across this fog, citizens were warned to stay in doors during the duration it was out. Thankfully, meteorologist have studied this new change in the weather. From what occured almost a year ago would be almost rare now in time of age. Or at least, so they thought.

**present day**

"Come one Sheldon, I Don't have all day"

"I'm..Trying!" Sheldon gritted. His body shaking as he pushed against the form above him.

"Push harder. You're barely even budging"

"Easy for you to say! What's next?!"

"Got a red one"

"A red what"

"Hmm..."

"A red what?! My hands slipping!"

"A reeed.."

"Grgh..ggh!" Fowp! Sheldon's body collapsed as he fell over ontop of the plastic mat. The form above him still cast over his head as he scorned at it.

"Left foot" Bryan finished. Still holding his body over Sheldon as his limbs spread across the mat.

"You held that on purpose! I almost won that one!"

"Suure you did,you mighta made if you had some more stamina. That's two out of three bud" Bryan said.

"I swear it's only in the game of twister where you have the advantage. You've got longer limbs than I do" Sheldon turned towards the timer as it ticked away on the side of the mat. "gah, let alone how thick they are on their own."

Fwomp! Bryan's legs finally let up as they crashed into the mat. Belly flopping ontop of sheldon as the big guy's crotch above crashed into against the back of his shoulders.

"Oh come on, I'm not that big am I?" bryan asked teasingly. "Its hard on its own to move without making sure you got space. But hey, it always feels rather nice having ya close like this. Really gets me feeling good" He rocked himself in place as he wiggled around the mat. Rubbing against against Sheldon in the process as he added more pressure to his crotch. But jolted up as a thud landed along his balls. Forcing him to roll over on his back. "ooo" he groaned from the discomfort.

"Did that feel good?" Sheldon asked, smirking playfully.

"Heh, now who's the cheapshot" Bryan responded. A hand extending out towards him as he used it to help him up. Still rubbing his crotch partially as a tingled sensation faintly remained.

"Hey you started it, I finished it. Now we're even." Sheldon added, helping Bryan get to his feet before he made his way to the kitchen. "anyway, what do ya want to eat? I'll make it while you're waiting."

"I was actually thinking we'd go out to eat. Heard there was a great cafe place down the road."

"Down the road? Nah, I don't really have that much money on me at the moment."

"Don't worry, I'll pay for it. You just gotta drive."

"But I don't feel like driving, It's a little bit dark out there and I get tired easily when the sun's dow-" Before Sheldon could finish, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him before they hoisted him up. Turning him over as he landed over a shoulder. "Hey!"

"Nah-ah, we're going. We always eat at your place when it's late. I want some foood!" Bryan roared.

"You're not gonna let this go are you?.."

"Heh, Nope!"

"Fine.."Sheldon sighed "But you better not get anything special like that restrauntnt last week."

"Ah that restraunt, still remember the lobster platter."

"Bryan."

"Alright alright, I won't" Bryan said. Carrying Sheldon off to the garage as he dropped Sheldon off at the driver's side. Proceeding to move onto the passenger's side.

Later arriving in downtown, the two made their way into the cafe restraunt. Sitting next to the window as they both drank their beverages. "Alright, I'll admit, this is a pretty good place" Sheldon admitted, taking little sips from his cup.

"I know right? And they even have pumpkin spice"

"You always were a fan Bryan, still remember all those cups ya had before we had that test back in Uni."

"Yeah those were the days, had a hell of a energentic spree as soon as we got out. But eventually it did calm down. Thanks to you and your patch of Ice tea."

"The power of the tea, never forget it" Sheldon responded, taking another sip of his drink as he placed it back on the table. Beginning to get a slight chill as he shivered in place "Speaking of ice, It's cold in here."

"Maybe it's the power of the Ice tea" Bryan teased.

"Har har..gimme a sec, I'm gonna head outside to warm up a little." Sheldon got up from the table, making his way towards the door.

"Gotcha, I'll wait for ya in here." Bryan said, returning to his drink as he took another sip.

Meanwhile outside, Sheldon exited out of the restraunt's door. Letting it close on its own as he sat in one of the empty chairs. "goofball, he always was a fan of the place. Though it could really use a heater" he shivered "Way too cold in there."

He sat back in the chair as he gazed up at the center lights further down the road. Admiring its luminescent glow as the towers and skyscrapers shined in the moonlight sky. "A beautiful sight tonight. I suppose it wasn't such a bad idea to head here this time around" he admitted, resting his eyes before he leaned back in the chair. But couldn't get comfortable as he started to smell sulfur. Flaring up his nose even more as he tried to clear it out. "What the?" He said puzzled, looking for the source of it. But found nothing along the streets, but instead a large fog stretching overhead. A bluish color mixed within as they had a slight glow.

"that's a weird looking fog." Sheldon said, a drop landing in his forehead as he extended a hand out to it. "Rain?.."

As more droplets started to trickle down, it slowly started to pour harder. It's soft drips turning into a large roar as a wall of water traveled down the street. Forcing Sheldon to get up from his spot as he booked it toward the door. Holding his arms out in front of him to shield himself from it, but it wasn't enough as they slipped between its gaps. Busting inside, Sheldon was completely drenched. His clothes hugged against his body. His shoes soggy, as the liquid caught within his shoes soaked into the matt below. "Hah..hah" Sheldon panted, Bryan coming over to check on him.

"Woah man, you look like you just got out of a car wash. What happened out there?"

"Rain happened.." He said bluntly, pointing out at the window as the rain poured down more of its water. The bluish clouds still flowing over head as the wind carried them over. "Now my clothes are all wet."

"Rain really did a number on you. Here, I've got an umbrella for situation like these. I'll take you home so you can get changed."

"Yes please, I can't sit in a restraunt like this." Sheldon said. Bryan making his way back to the table as he collected his stuff. Wrapping his jacket around Sheldon as he guided him out the door. Umbrella in hand as he shielded the two of them from the rain.

After a short drive back, Bryan dropped off sheldon at the door. Still remaining in the car as he made sure he made his way inside.

"Thanks for the ride Bryan, but are sure you don't want your jacket?"

"Keep it. You'll need it while your clothes dry off. Besides, I can get a free wash here than at the department.

"Pff, ass"

"Heh. Anyway, you just make sure you get dry. I'll stop by in the morning." Bryan said to him, Sheldon giving him a thumbs up in return before he made his way inside.

Taking off his jacket as he took off the soaked clothes underneath. Tossing them over towards the laundry area as he walked around in Bryan's Jacket. "could he at least give me a heads up about this thing. It smells so smokey" he complained, making his way upstairs as he went in his room. Taking off Bryan Jackets before he burritoed himself within his covers. "Ah well, I'm home now. Guess I can get a bit of rest before I work in the morning. Maybe even catch a few jogs before I do." Giving out a very light yawn, Sheldon snuggled into his covers. Burrowing himself within like a fox as he cradled himself together. Letting the warmth from the fabric take over as he fell into deep sleep.

(Morning)

The sun would be coming up as it shined its glow over the neighborhood. Rising slowly into the air as the birds started to chirp to welcome it. Inside the house, the light would start to pierce through the curtains, its beams laying across the bed as Sheldon still remained covered. Sluggishly waking up as he saw the light touch the walls. "Morning already?" He yawned. "Must've been a pretty good sleep."

Adjusting his eyes, his ears were welcomed with an abrupt ring as his ears cowered in its sound. His heart nearly skipping a beat as Sheldon jolted in place.

"There's the alarm" He said unhappy, reaching over towards it to turn it off. But only made it half way as his hand stopped at the entrance of the cover's cave. "What the..I never had trouble reach its before" He thought to himself. Continuing to reach for it as he felt himself start to strain. "Come on..come" he said as he waved his hands for it. Leaning over the edge of his bed to reach, but lost his balance as he felt himself tumble to the floor. The covers wrapped around him as he pushed and pulled on the fabric. "Gah Seriously!" He groaned, clawing out for open as the folds of the covers overlapped on one another.

"Nah!" He roared as he popped out from underneath. The covers flying off as his body was finally free. Looking around, Sheldon couldn't help but feel something was off. His gaze only met the edge of the bed. The table with the alarm now almost head height, as the beeping continued. "What is going on.." Sheldon muttered to himself, pressing the snooze button as he made his way to the stairs. But stopped as he got to the mirror. "Aah?!" He gasped. Looking at the mirror. He could hardly recognize himself as he patted around his body in a panick. "What the hell happened to me?! My body! My size!"

As he focused on his reflection in the mirror, his phone along the bed began to ring. Snapping Sheldon from his panick as he raced to answer it. It was Bryan.

On the other line, Bryan would be getting ready for the day as he placed the phone on speaker. Tidying his bed before making his way towards his clothes, but stopped as the ringtone finally stopped. "Oh hey, you're up! How'd ya sleep bud?"

"I've lost my size!"

"Your size? i don't think you need a size thing. You already know you come up to my waist.

"No Bryan, I lost my size!"

"Hmm, perhaps you slept for too long. Look, whatever's going on with your size, Im sure its not that bad.."

(10 minutes later at the hospital)

**Slam**

"Clear away, my bud needs to get checked!" Bryan announced. Carrying Sheldon on his shoulder as he made his way to the desk.

"What happened to it not being that bad?!"

"Forget what I said!" Bryan responded, standing in front of the counter as the receptionist typed away at her computer. "Hey! I need a doctor."

"I'll be able to page you through, but you must wait. The doctor's is busy with other customer's."

"Forget the other customers! He needs to be seen."

"Bryan calm yourself!" Sheldon said, patting at his back to het his attention.

"Your friend is right.." another voice chimed i. Adoctor standing in the door frame. "I'll take it from here Diane" he said to the receptionist. Ushering a hand towards them as he guided them into the hallways past the door. Leading towards many rooms residing near the sides as most of doors were open. As Sheldon and Bryan past them, they couldn't help but look inside. In one room, there was a person sitting on a bed. His size no bigger than a regular sized chair. And in another, an even smaller person as they barley stood out from the covers. Slim movements noting their presence as wiggles glossed over the surface.

"Oh man"

"Look at how many there are"

"And this is just the first floor" The doctor added, opening the door in front of him as he held the door. "Place him over there." He said, pointing over towards the bed.

"Alright.." Bryan said, taking Sheldon over to the bed as put him him down. Making his way over to the chair next to him as the doctor approach.

"Now, let's see what we got going here.." The doctor said, grabbing his tool out of the drawer as he placed a stethoscope along Sheldon's chest. "Hmm.." They puzzled, vringing over another tool as he checked his pressure.

"How bad is it doc?"

"well, your body appears to be normal according the rate scale. But your size is something is the one in question" the doctor said, making his way towards the side of the room as he pulled out a radiation machine. "If you would be so kind as to step next to me Mr. Bryan."

"Oh uh sure.." Getting up from his chair, Bryan mafe his way to the doctor. Standing just behind him as they fiddled at the machine.

"Now sheldon, you are going to see a bright light. But do not worry, it is only temporary."

"Okay.." He nodded. In a brief moment, a flash filled the room as it forced. Him to shield his eyes. His pupils shrinking from the burst as a glowing figure remained as he closed his eyes. As it went away, he blinked a few times before his vision came back.

"Splendid job Sheldon, you can relax now. I'll be right back after I check in with the other doctors for the results." The doctor said, heading back into the hallway as he left the two alone. Bryan making his way towards Sheldon as he sat down next to him on the bed.

"You good buddy?"

"Yeah I'm fine, just anxious is all."

"Hey, don't worry" Bryan said softly, placing a hand on Sheldon's shoulder. "Everything's gonna be okay." He assured to him. Sheldon giving out a slight nod as he lightly smiled back.

After a couple of minutes, the doctor returned. Notes in hand as he made his way to the desk. "hmm.."

"What is it doc?"

"Your vitals were normal in standard to rates, but your radiation is what's the issue." Pulling out the data from his folder, the doctors placed them on the scanner as he typed into the computer next to the wall "According to the data collected in the lab, your sudden shrinkage has done a number on your size. With an estimation, your expected to shrink further over the course of three months."

"Three Months?!" The two gasped.

"Yes."

"Is there a cure for it?" Sheldon asked.

"No" the doctor said, folding his glasses as he put them in his pocket. "There's no distinctive cure that would help when the process has begun. Not since the cataclysm that happened a year ago.."

"But I can't be..I can't just.." Sheldon fumbled at his words, his heart racing as the news hit him immensely.

The doctor approached Sheldon as he placed a hand on his shoulder "The best that you can do now, is prepare yourself." The doctor said, giving him a bit of space as he gave the the room. "if you need any assistance during the trasnition, the hospital will help as best we can."

"We shall keep that in mind doctor." Bryan said for the two of them, Sheldon still effected by the news as he stared at himself in the mirror.

"I'm really gonna loose my size, But I can't. I don't want to!"

"Hey come on, he didn't say indefinitely. Just an estimation. And even if your small, I'll take care of ya bud" Bryan said as he returned a hand along his shoulder. But Sheldon's expression only frowned more before he got up from the bed.

"Come on..let's go." Sheldon moped, making his way towards the day.

"Yeah..sure." Bryan followed behind him.

First month:

During the first month, more of the symptoms started to arise as Sheldon slumped out of bed. His feet now dangling off the side, he slid off the bed to get down. Making his way towards the mirror as he looked at his reflection. It was like looking at small child as his clothes barely held themselves on his shoulders. Sagging around his arms as the bottom of his shirt hanged over his knees. "Hmph!" Sheldon sighed stressfully, forcing the loose fabric upward before he made his way downstairs.

"Never thought I'd have to use these more than ever" He said to himself, using the side handles of the stairs as he took slow steps upon each platform. Fighting against gravity as they aligned on a sloped angle. "easy does it..easy-Gah!" Taking a step forward, his knee snagged against his shirt. Jolting him forward as he shielded his head for impact along the steps. But it never came, instead something behind him grabbed him. Holding him up as he was puzzled at why. Looking back, he saw Bryan at the the top of the steps.

"Gotcha!" He said in relief, pulling Sheldon back to his feet as he let him adjust.

"Thanks..Bryan"

"that was a close one Sheldon, are you alright?"

"Yes yes, I'm fine. Just..slipped is all. I can make it down." Sheldon said, continuing to use the handles along the staircase.

"Are sure you can? I don't want you to fall again. I could-"

"No no, I got it" Sheldon assured.

Making their way downstairs, Bryan and Sheldon would be in the middle area of the house. Making their way into the kitchen as Sheldon made hus way to the fridge. "What do you want to eat?" Sheldon asked.

"Hmm..Im not really hungry right now. Had a brief lunch before I came here."

"I see, well then I suppose I can fix something for myself. Maybe some pancakes. I'll just need to get batter out from the.." Approaching the shelf, sheldon looked up at the counter as the cabinet rested along the corner. Just out of reach as it loomed out of reach. "Cabinet."

"The cabinet huh? I can get that for you."

"O-on second thought, I'm not hungry."

"Oh?..you sure?"

"Yeah.." Sheldon walked off, making his through the rest of the house. Leaving Bryan in the kitchen as he went to the bathroom.

Second month:

As the weeks went by, Sheldon grew much more stressed as he tried to move on with his life. Picking up a slightly new hobby as he browsed around dating sites to see who he'd hook up with. None would bite at first, as his notifications remained empty throughout most of the week. But he eventually got the attention of someone, a notification popping up on the envelope as he jumped to his sheet.

"Hello, I saw your profile and thought you seemed pretty interesting to talk to."

"Hey thanks!" Sheldon quickly responded. "Glad to hear you enjoyed it. And I'd be happy to talk with ya."

"Awesome! Mind if we share photos? Get to know each other a little better?"

"Crap..well..here goes nothing" Sheldon thought to himself, leaning his body onto the space bar. Hopping over to the camera view as the webcam above flash on. A recording symbol soon displaying itself on the right hand corner of the screen.

"Calling..Calling"

"No! No! That's the video screen!"

**Beep!** "Straight to face camming huh? I dig it. Well, Sheldon what do you thi-whooah you're short." The guy on the other end paused. Leaning closer to the screen as hands fumbled on the screen.

"Y-yeah..But hey! We can still chat can't we?!"

"Er, sorry buddy. I don't think that would work out. Don't get me wrong, you seem like a cool dude, but I Don't exactly know how to handle someone so..small."

"No wai-" **Beep!**

"Gggrh!" Sheldon gritted, slamming into the keys as he angrily pressed them down. "Damnit!"

As Sheldon contiued his rage at the computer, Bryan walked in to check in on him. A cup of coffee in hand as he slowly moved into the frame. "Hey buddy..uh..how did the talk go with your match?"

"How do you think how it went!" Sheldon snapped.

"Ah..I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked that-"

"No It's-..it's fine.." Sheldon sighed stressfully, slumping into the cotton ball behind him. "I'm just..in a lot of stress right now." He said as he got comfortable, a small mug slowly pushed in front of him as Bryan sat in the chair behind him.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"No..but it seems you won't accept that answer huh?"

"nope.."

"..." Sheldon grumbled at the response, but loosened himself as he leaned against the cotton ball. "Gah this stupid shrinkage is gonna be the death of me. I can't eat on my, walk on my own. I don't even have the luxury of walking in my own house!"

"Well technically you do, just got a long ways to go down the stairs and-" Sheldon gave a glance towards Bryan as he frowned disapprovingly. "Right shutting up.."

Sheldon only gave out another stressful sigh before he looked forward at the screen. "I mean how am I supposed to have a sex life when Im small like this? No person anywhere would want to have to be babysitter to their own boyfriend." Sheldon claimed, slumping more into the cottonball as he looked at the open notification above. "I might as well just stop trying at this point."

A brief silence filled the room as the two sat in their chairs. Bryan stirring a bit as he struggled how best to comfort him. But with a glimpse in his mind, he gave out a slight sigh before he loomed closer to Sheldon. "Listen, I gotta tell you something" he announced as he softly pinched into the cotton ball. Turning it around as Sheldon faced towards him.

"Hmm? What's up?"

"You remember all those times during our fun that we had together? That I always liked being on top of you?"

"Yeah?.."

"Well you see..I..er.." Bryan choked on his words as he tried to get them out. But became to flustered as he jumbled around them. Sheldon watching him curiously as he shifted his gaze around. "I really liked having that interaction with you." He finally managed to speak.

"Hmm?!"

"I know, it's wierd. But something about our time like that always seems to set me ablaze. Makes me feel nice when I'm around you. In a way.." He paused, taking a sharp breath before he finally spoke "Your friendship is one of the things that I cherish most. And so, if you want. Would you like to further our fun together?"

"You mean intimately?"

"Yeah. Er! But if you don't if you don't want to, I understand! Just thought it be a special thing between us as good friends."

"Hmm.."

"Y-you're right, I shouldn't have asked that of you. I should-" as he started to move back, he stopped when Sheldon moved closer. His arms wrapped around his finger.

"No no, It's alright. I don't mind at all. Never thought our fun together would mean that much to you. To be honest I do as well." Sheldon admitted, hugging into his finger "And I would love to have that kind of fun with you Bryan."

Bryan blushed as he watched his friend hug his finger. Shaking it off as he finally looked back down to him "Im glad to hear it Sheldon. Would you..you know..would you like to try it now. I wanted to wait til you were more calm to ask."

"You know for a big guy like yourself, you really are a softy on the inside." Sheldon responded, getting a laugh out of Bryan as he finally gave his answer. "Hehe, I would love to bud."

With a nod, Bryan led down his hand as he lowered to retrieve Sheldon. Waiting for him to hop on as he made his way towards the bed. With his free hand, he took off his shorts as he slinked it down his legs as he walked. Revealing the red boxers underneath as the elastic fabric squeaked with each stride. Sitting down as he placed Sheldon at the end of the bed. "Now, if it gets too much, Im more than happy to stop when you like. Just let me know..alright?"

"I got it. Just make sure you try not to move alot." Sheldon responded, Bryan giving a soft nod as he sat onto the bed. The leg near sheldon hoisting itself over, as it landed on the otherside. The other coming up as it rested along the edge. As sheldon adjusted himself, he looked forward towards Bryan. A wall of calves and thighs surrounding him as a carpet of his own covers led to the crotch ahead. "Alright..Here goes."

He moved slowly towards the Bryan, taking light steps over the folds that stuck out from the covers as made his way to way to red wall up ahead. Clasping around its elastic surface, he used it to hoist himself up the top. The smell of axe and cologne filling his nostrils as they flared up with each breath. Running out of room, he grabbed onto one of the flaps as he hoisted himself over it. A sudden thud welcoming him inside as an outline from the crotch swelled out from it.

"Easy down there, Its got a mind of its own."

"Easier said than done.." Sheldon responded, swaying himself around it as he latched onto the other flap. "Okay, I think I got a hold" Sheldon said as he tugged at the fabric. Hoisting himself upwards to get over the edge. Managing to get his arms around the top. But fumbled to get his legs over it. "Come on..a little more" He fumbled, his feet dancing around the side as they did their best to register a hold. Digging them deeper into the fabric, one of his feet would sink into the flap as it drawed them slightly apart. Feeling a sudden warm surface begin to touch at his leg, before his body thrusted upward. "Woah!" He yelped, as thick flesh pushed into his stomach, carrying him up into the air as he staired at the neck from up top.

"Now you got it excited, guess it wanted to say hello" Bryan chuckled.

"You could have at least given me a heads up you had a hard on" Sheldon said, clinging onto the head as the puffed edges squished into his palm.

"I did say you should take it easy" He chuckled in response, playfully swaying his hips as his cock swayed around slowly. "Come on, slide down." He said to sheldon.

Sheldon would still be stiff as he clinged ontop of the shaft, but loosened as he slowly leaned his backside downward. Letting the rest of his body follow as gravity sent him down. It was a rough way down as he began to slide. The thick foreskin Dragging along his belly as it retracted itself underneath his chin. But thankfully that was the only obstacle, As sheldon slid down with a much quicker pace. Bouncing onto the bulky bulge underneath as he hugged at the base.

"Better now?" Bryan asked.

"Yes, now that I'm on some ground. Thankfully the soft kind." Sheldon commented, patting against the bulge underneath.

"Oooh" Bryan muttered, circling his hips from the sudden touch. "Yeah, they are soft when their not tense. Hold on tight for a sec." Bryan said, grabbing ahold of the waist. Sheldon giving a slight nod before cling9 to the base of the shaft. The fabric beginning to lift as base slinked through the opening of the boxers. Watching it climb up it length with swift glide before they came if the cliff with a sudden bounce. The hand along the briefs moving them the boxers trailed over Brya's legs. Kicked off at the feet as he laid bare on the bed. "there we go." Brian announced.

"Sheesh pack alot under there.." Sheldon Muttered.

"I heard that."

"Er! I mean I've seen better."

"Come now bud, you don't have to lie. It's just the two of us." Bryan teased

"Yeah I suppose your right. Never seen your body like this before."

"You're welcome to touch it if you like." Byan added.

"Really? A-ah I mean yeah sure, why not." Sheldon said, playing it off partially as he gazed back down at the bulk below.

"The floor is yours little buddy." Bryan said, Spreading his legs further apart to leave room.

Sheldon paused for abut as he pondered on the decision, but didn't take too long as he loosened his grip on the shaft. Letting himself lean back as the loose pouch of the sack's skin cushioned his descemt. Letting him glide down its surface as he rolled of them onto his feet. "Wow, they're really big" He admired, moving in closer to them as the orbs rested in the center. He soon placed a palm onto them, feeling its warm surface spill into his hands as the folds covered over his hand. They felt slick at as the glistened sweat trickle onto his finger. But the closer he pressed, they started to become more firm.

"How's it going bud?"

"It's..Nice. It's like im touching a giant bean bag" Sheldon commented, bringing his other hand against his as he proceeded to squeeze around them. The folds climbing up as Bryan moaned, but descended back down as the spilled onto his wrist.

"Nice. That's good." Bryan huffed, wrapping a hand around the base of his shaft as he slowly stroked. A soft grip along its length as he glided it up to the top. Enjoying the little sensation of hands along his balls. Bringing a hand lower, he laid his hand against Sheldon's back. bringing him in more close to the large orbs as he cupped them into his hand. Letting them lay ontop of him as he left some space for him to rub. "Rub as much as you like Sheldon." He soothed through his teeth.

"You got it." Sheldon replied back, his soft glides turning into light grips as he kneaded his fingers between the folds of the clammed skin. Brushing over the strands of hairs along them as he rubbed over the bulk of the orbs. A clear view of the ceiling above as the shaft danced in its pleasure. Almost as if it was waving at him from high above the hill of flesh. As he continued to rub, a slight drip came from up top. Landing along his forehead as a bit of it drooped into his hair. Wiping it off, he looked at it's liquid form. The substance seeming thicker, and milky as he could barely see through it. "Of course, he's leaking already." Sheldon muttered. "Well then, let's kick things up for him."

Using his legs, Sheldon wiggled his feet around underneath Bryan. Brushing his toes underneath his taint as the warm smooth skin against them compressed with each digit. Proceeding to knead into them tenderly as Bryan shifted and turned in his state. "mmm..Mm!" Bryan grunted above. His hips moving slowly while they arched themself forward. The hand behind Sheldon pushing him closer, as he continued to rub.

"Oh a little more right there..yeah that's it." Brian huffed, the pace his hand had going even faster. The sound of flesh against each other becoming more slick, a wet clap slowly following behind them as beated along like a drum. "Ahh!" Brian roared, heaving his hand into himself as Sheldon was buries the bulk of the scrotum. The shaft expunging its seed from its depth from its depths as the scattered to his legs. "Oo that felt good Sheldon, never came that hard before." Brian commented, softly rubbing the hand against his balls.

"Gla ya liked eet" Sheldon managed to say, his voice partially muffled from the skin "Thou I cat say tha sam for ma sheets."

"Oh yeah I didn't think about that" Bryan yawned. "..I'll be sure to get them washed."

"Gad!" Sheldon mumbled, turning his face to the side of the sack. "Peh! That was pretty good fun. Though I think I need a shower after this. Mind letting me up bud?..bud?"

"Zzz...Zzzz."

"Damn it, he fell asleep."

Third Month:

As the third month came by, More of Sheldon's size diminished.finding himself smaller than an average Tik tac as the rest of the world grew around him. But with a new interaction through it all, it the impact normally had decreased exponentially. As Bryan and Sheldon become much more closer as friends.

"Man that was a good playthrough of the new Call of Duty. May have a bit of bugs on the maps, but I'm sure they'll fix them sooner or later." Bryan said in his chair, talking to his stream as he engaged with his chat. But stopped as a timer rang from his phone. "Well chat, I'll be back streaming in a little while. But don't forget to drop in the blog and see if any of you won the raffle of this week. See you later!" He waved at the chat, putting it on hold as he exited off the app.

"Ahh" he sighed softly, pulling back his chair as he hoisted his foot onto his lap. Sheldon along the bottom as the toes danced and hugged around his body. "Did you enjoy the foot massage bud?" Bryan asked. Sheldon giving him a nod in response. "That's good, glad I wasn't the only one. You always knew how to get the sweet spots he teased, letting a toes hug into him softly as he wiggled it partially. "Looks like I got a bit of time left before I go back into the stream. Anything you want to do?"

Sheldon pondered a bit as he wondered what they could do. An idea soon popping up as he hopped off of his foot. Making his way towards towards Bryan's pants as he patted at the waistband.

"Aah so you so you want to do that again? Alright." Unfastening his belt, Bryan slinked the waistband down as he held it down along his lap. Pulling the boxers with them as his cock sprawled out from its cage. Slowly stiffening from its limp state as sheldon hopped aboard it. Riding up as the head stuck up in the air. A pair of fingers coming around, as it pinched softly into the edges. The slit becoming slightly open as it suckled at the air. "It's your's bud." He confirmed. Sheldon giving a salute back as he made his way towards the rim of the slit. Cupping his hands together before he dived inside. The lips closing back up as Bryan let go of the sides.

Slrrk...Slrrk...Slrrk

"Try not to rush yourself like you did last time" Bryan teased, grabbing his shaft as he focused on the Sheldon slide deeper into his cock. The sucking guiding his faster towards the base as the muscles deposited into his balls. Closing his eyes, he leaned back into his chair to bask in the moment. His balls jostling in place as the a little lump traveled through the testicles tube.

Inside, pink walls surround Sheldon's vidion as he descend the sack. Light partially shin through the skin as shadows danced around the walls. Expunged into the one of the balls, the sphincter below tenderly squuezed him inside before he plopped towards the bottom. Dropping midway into the puddle, he moved his way over to the wall. Hugging against it as he placed a hand along one of the meaty folds. "Let's get him some fun." He said to himself. Squishing his hands into the cum coated flesh as he proceeded to rub them down. Feeling the walls push back at his grasp, he heaved his body closer. Placing an ear along it he listened to it. It had a peculiar beat to it. Blood pulsing through the sack as its followed the beatimg thumps of Bryan's heart, the sound of muffled faps above as he pounded at his shaft. It was alluring to say the least, as sheldon contiued to rub.

"Mm..mmm!" Bryan moaned more, fully relaxed into his chair as his body started to heat up. Grabbing his balls as he proceeded to rub underneath. Placing his finger onto the left one as he focused on Sheldon's rubs. But stopped when the sound of the alarm rang. "Damn, is it up already?" He snapped out of his state. "Alright, I guess I best to get back to streaming. You alright to stay in their a bit buddy? Give one pat for yes and two for no. He said to balls below. Feeling a limp. Sensation as they rubbed along the inside. Two swift thumps would trail off them, the second adding a little more rubs as Bryan shriveled blissfully in place. "Ah..I take that as a yes. Alright then, I get you out once the stream is over. Won't be long just an hour." He assured, turning towards his computer as he went to turn back on the screen.

As Bryan started to stream, it would began to get more calmer inside his sack as the walls returned to its normal state. Sheldon resting in one of the flesh pockets as he too enjoyed himself. "Mmm I never of that.." He huffed to himself, enjoying the fresh musk of his friend as their salted scent filled his nose. Relaxing more in them, he closed his eyes as he let the walls around rock against hi body. Circling around his sides as he dipped his toes into the puddle of cum in the center. "Maybe being this small isn't so bad after.." He said happily, placing a hand to the side of him as he used the other to rub walls more.

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The locker room loser

Keith strutted into the deserted gym next to Orchid University. He loved working out late at night, jumping to whatever exercise he felt doing and not having to wait at any of the machines. Not that other guys made him wait. His 6'3 and 242 pound frame not only earned him success on the football field, it also intimidated anyone that got in his way. Not to mention the attention of the girls… He continued past the deserted counter and entered the locker room. He put his bag on a bench and began getting out his shake and towel.

"Hi, Keith".

The faint voice made Keith turn around and he stared down at the skinny guy that had just entered. He recognized Tyrone, some skinny freshman who worked in the gym. He nodded and returned to his stuff.

"What are you training tonight?", the little guy asked, "Or just a quick workout for football?".

Great. A talker, just what I need. Why do guys that wanna talk don't go to bars?, Keith thought as he tried to ignore the guy.

"Not in a mood to talk? Focused on training, he?", Tyrone went on.

Keith turned to face the guy with an annoyed look on his face. He noticed how the shirt hung like a tent on the freshman's pathetic body and how his shorts covered his legs almost completely. He unzipped his hoody and took it off, revealing his heavily muscled torso highlighted by his skintight tank top.

Tyrone gulped at the sight of the round shoulders that stuck out like bowling balls to support the thick arms.

A smug grin formed on Keith's face at the small guy's reaction. "Training builds muscle. Ya should try it", he said and casually bounced his pecs.

"Tough guy, he", Tyrone replied, "Want to test your strength?". He motioned to a weird machine placed at the end of the row of lockers.

It was some old-looking grip strength tester. It had an electronic display in the center and below there were four metal handles.

"Ya want to go up against me? In a test of strength?", Keith asked laughingly and throw a double bicep pose. His meaty arms swelled to their 20 inches of muscle covered with some fat.

"Just for fun", Tyrone said without taking his eyes from the orbs atop the large guy's arms as he moved to the machine.

Keith shook his head incredulously and stepped over to the machine, completely dwarfing the freshman. They both grabbed hold of two handles.

"Who's the alpha and who's the beta?" The display read off as it sprang to life.

"I'll go first", Tyrone said and squeezed the handles with all his might. His 120 body shook and his face turned red from the effort.

"POWERHOUSE", the display said.

Keith followed. He gripped the handles firmly and clenched his thick fist, his body barely feeling the effort.

"POWERHOUSE", the display said, "TIE!"

"Seems like were matched", Tyrone peeped, "Let's try again". He repeated his earlier movement, getting another 'POWERHOUSE' reading.

Keith couldn't believe this pathetic guy was matching his power. His competitive nature took over and he pressed the handles again.

"MUSCLE MAN", the display showed, "Advantage to player one! Next round!".

"Not so tough after all, it seems", Tyrone said and continued the game to get another "POWERHOUSE" reading.

"What the fuck?!", Keith boomed, "This game is rigged". He summoned his strength, his knuckles turning white as he grabbed the handles.

"MANLY", the display showed.

Black dots danced shortly before Keith's eyes and a shiver traveled down his spine as he read off the text. "How…", he began and the other words died in his throat as he looked down at his body. His torso no longer strained his tank top. The fabric now sat more loosely around his somehow diminished muscles. He didn't stand out like the heavily muscled guy he used to be, but looked more like someone who worked out regularly. He glanced aside and noticed the other change: the once skinny Tyrone was now filling out the shirt that hung on him like a tent minutes earlier. The guy could now easily pass for a model.

"My turn again", Tyrone said in a deepened voice.

"No. I give", Keith said and tried releasing the handles but his paws seemed somehow fused to them.

"We have to continue the game until there's an alpha", Tyrone said and applied his strength to the handles.

"POWERHOUSE!", the display said.

Keith gulped as he saw a jolt shoot through the freshman's body. He reluctantly copied his opponent's grab, noticing how the handles seemed to resist. He stared in disbelief at the display as it read "Mr. PUNY".

Tyrone looked aside and saw more mass disappear from the football player's body. Their bodies were pretty evenly matched now. "Oh yeah", he grunted as he felt the energy flowing through the handles into his growing body. He grabbed the handles again, now easily pressing into the metal.

"POWERHOUSE!!"

"Why are there exclamation marks on it?", Keith asked in his weakened voice while he saw another jolt of growth shoot through the now pumped up fitness model-sized freshman that began looking bigger than him.

"There's more power in my body now", Tyrone replied in a baritone voice, "your turn".

"Do I have to?", Keith muttered.

"DO IT!", Tyrone boomed.

Keith shook and instinctively obeyed the bigger man. His body shook with effort and his face turned beat red.

"WEAKLING"

Keith felt another wave of weakness dance through him. His once skintight tank top now hung loosely from his diminished frame. He felt his sweatpants slide down along his thinning legs. He looked down and saw that he had lost every ounce of muscle he'd ever gained. The movement next to him caught his eye.

Tyrone saw the mass siphon away from the football player's body and pass through the machine into him. His formerly baggy shirt now clung to his beefed up torso: his swelling pecs pulled the fabric forward while his thickening back pushed the fabric backward and his broadening lats put more and more tension on the seams. The sleeves that used to cover most of his arms didn't even cover his upper arms anymore: his widening shoulders pulled the fabric up to showcase his meaty arms. His baggy shorts now came only halfway on his thick quads.

Keith gulped as he had to look up to catch the freshman's eye. The guy now looked like an amateur heavyweight bodybuilder. "Please", he pleaded in an unfamiliar higher voice, "no more. I can't get smaller".

Tyrone just smirked and effortlessly tightened his grip around the metal handles, making the machine shake from his force.

"POWERHOUSE!!!!!"

Keith blinked in disbelief at the display. He refused to look aside as the shadow of the freshman grew and he heard the tearing sound of the ripping fabric. He knew he had no other option than to continue the game. He grunted as he summoned every ounce of force in his weakened body. The handles seemed to resist his grip.

"PATHETIC"

The letters on the display appeared to turn blurry and a wave of fatigue flowed through Keith. He could feel more size escaped his body and his boxers that used to showcase his meaty ass and lengthy cock fell to the ground.

"CALCULATING SCORE", the display showed, "Player two… = BETA BOY!"

Keith fell the last ounce of masculinity vanish from him. He felt his balls shrivel to the size of small marbles and pull closer to his body. His cock, once his 10 inches of pride followed this lead: it shrunk to a pencil-thin 2 incher. A ringing sound made him look back at the machine.

"Player one", the display said, "… = TOTAL ALPHA!!!!!"

"YEAUGH", Tyrone groaned as a final, yet very powerful surge shot through his huge frame. His tight, already ripped shirt exploded into shreds as his huge muscles grew to another level of thickness. A loud snapping sound followed as his shorts and boxers gave in under the pressure of his thickening waist. His head shot up as more height was added to his frame. He grunted as he felt the energy shot into his groin. His balls swelled to the size of lemons and sank lower in between his meaty quads and his 7 incher amassed girth and length, snaking further down against his leg. Without looking at the drained football player, he swaggered over to the mirror on the other side of the locker room. He ripped away the last remains of his destroyed shirt and stared at his nude reflection.

"FUAK", Tyrone bellowed, his eyes widening in disbelief at the image of perfection staring back at him. He scanned every inch of his now beastly physique before beginning to explore his new body. His paws groped the protruding rack that hung from his chest, clawing at the hard meat of the half watermelon-sized pecs and testing the weight of meaty slabs; they slid down onto a stony eight-pack made of cobblestones separated by deep grooves. He licked his lips while taking in the size of his perfectly round shoulders that outsized bowling balls and the insane size of the monster arms that hung from them: the muscle on his upper arms twitched underneath the paper-thin skin and seemed ready to explode from it; his lower arms were crisscrossed with cable-sized cords of muscle. His lower body was just as impressive: his quads rivaled young trees in size; they were jam-packed with hard beef that eclipsed his kneecaps; his calves were bigger than most guys quads. He was about to grope the lengthy snake as a faint movement caught his attention.

Keith had ignored the giant freshman, knowing he was no match for the guy now. While Tyrone went to inspect his new physique in front of the mirror, the diminished athlete made his move. He slowly released the handles he was still groping, pulled up his now baggy boxers and equally large sweatpants and kept his hand on them to prevent them from falling off again. He cautiously stepped to the door, making sure not to attract the freshman's attention. He grabbed the door handle and tried pushing it down. The door didn't move. He tried again, applying more force this time.

"I locked it earlier when I came in".

The deep rumbling bass filled the locker room like thunder and vibrated down Keith's weak body. His hand was frozen to the door handle. He heard the heavy footsteps and the large shadow grew on the door as the giant freshman came to him. A paw grabbed his armpit and dragged him in front of the mirror. He glanced up at his reflection and gasped: the ridiculously large clothes hung from his emaciated body and made him look like a kid who had put on his bigger brother's clothes. He peeped as the paw ripped away the clothes and exposed him completely. Tears welled up in his eyes: he looked like a weak boy instead off the hulking athlete he had been minutes earlier. Every trace of muscle that had once highlighted his physique, was gone. The layer of fat that used to give him a bulky appearance now made him look pudgy ad childlike. The beefy football player that dominated the team had been replaced by a meager boyish figure. He couldn't even remember having ever been this small. His 5'1, 105 pound body made him weak and puny by any standard.

"Turn around!"

The booming command made Keith jump up and he quickly did as he was told. He looked straight at the top row of the most deeply grooved set of abs he'd ever seen. He tilted his head up to stare at the face and instinctively took a step backward as his mind processed the size of the beastly freshman in front of him. The now 6'6, 330 pound Tyrone dwarfed him unlike anything he'd ever done to other guys. His own 242 pound body had been bulky and massive, but the giant freshman didn't seem to have an ounce of fat on him: deep grooves, striations and veins edged along the hulking mass of his hard muscles that pushed against his skin. His square face, shadowed by a five o'clock beard sat atop an insanely thick neck that flowed into a broad line capped with boulder-like shoulders. Striations were visible through the thin skin stretched across the perfectly round delts. A thick vein snaked over the shoulders down on the ham-sized arms and branched off in dozens of smaller veins to feed the huge biceps at the front and the thick triceps that jutted out from the back. The beastly freshman outsized even elite superheavyweight bodybuilders. He looked like an anatomy chart that had come to live and was perfectly proportioned, except for his arms that seemed just a tad too big. Masculinity seemed to ooze from him and hang in the air like electricity around his hulking frame.

Tyrone moved in front of the mirror and threw a most muscular. "FUARK", he roared as his muscles exploded in a symphony of harness, striations and veins across his body, "seems like there's a Tyrex in town". The faint 'wow' made him turn his attention back to the former athlete next to him. A smug grin formed on his face as he noted the awe in the frail guy's eyes. "Yo Keith", he said and brought his right arm up in front of his torso and flexed it, 'BADABOOM".

Keith's eyes widened while the bicep in front of him exploded in size. The orb of hard meat sprang upward and outward into a pineapple-sized muscle choked in veins. The bicep swelled and hardened some more as the beastly freshman tightened his flex fully, stopping just below 30 inches of pure muscle. The sight of the massive arm hardening inches from his face made Keith's cock race to hardness and spew out a small, watery load that dribbled from the 2 incher.

Tyrone noticed the fallen athlete's reaction and felt a jolt go through his own cock while he realized he totally dominated the small guy. He relaxed his right arm, placed his paw atop the guy's bony shoulder and pushed him down.

Keith was forced to his knees by the paw that covered his shoulder, upper arm and half of his flat chest. He looked forward and stared straight at the fleshy snake that was lengthening along the thick quad and began rising upward. Within seconds the 14 inch cock was at full length, veins running along the thick shaft and the purple red head pointed directly at his face. He looked up but he couldn't see the freshman's face: the protruding rack of pecs hide it from his view. "Please…", he pleaded but a large paw grabbed the back of his head and the snake was rammed into his mouth.

Tyrone grinned as he felt the small guy's hand tug at his right arm that held his head in place. His thick forearms easily withstood the tugging. He pushed more of his cock into the hot mouth.

Keith gagged as 10 inches of the fleshy snake filled his mouth. He ceased his clawing and placed his frail hands atop the beastly quads for support as the beastly freshman began pumping in and out his mouth. His vision was filled with the cobblestone-sized abs that flexed on the rhythm of the thrusts.

"YEAUGHN", Tyrone roared as ecstasy exploded through his 330 pound body. His lemon-sized balls drew tight and began releasing their thick load into the fallen athlete's mouth.

Keith quickly gulped down the first huge load, a second one filling his mouth seconds later. He sucked down as much of the sticky spunk as fast as he could, but the hefty balls kept blasting out loads. Cum began flowing from the corners of his mouth and even from his nose. His vision began going dark by the lack of oxygen. After 10 loads, the snake withdrew from his mouth and blasted a final load onto his face, coating it with liquid heat. The paw released his head and he slumped down to the floor.

Tyrone turned his gaze back to his reflection in the mirror. He flexed his left arm, smirking as the huge muscle exploded into a massive orb of vein-covered beef. He would have sworn he heard his skin stretch tight as the monster bicep swelled to its new size. He went over to Keith's gym bag and grabbed his hoody. He ripped off the sleeves and put it on. The zipper could only close over his eight-pack, his pecs protruded so far from his chest that it was impossible to get the zipper up any further. He grabbed a pair of baggy sweatpants from another locker and pulled them on: they fight like a second skin over his gargantuan legs. He threw a final look on the emaciated senior lying on the floor and left.

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A Donation From Big Bro

Having been left by their father since they were kids, half-brothers Jason and Blake grew up separately. Jason, 26, the older of the two, chose to leave the house 10 years ago to try and live independently. Meanwhile Blake, 18, the younger brother, was left to grow up with his mother.

Jason got a small job when he left and when he had his first pay, he invested in a gym membership. His investment obviously paid off. Seeming to have gotten some of the best genes, he grew up to be 6'2 and 260 lbs of muscle. His body, partnered with his chiseled face, tan skin, and jet black hair could really make many heads turn whenever he walks by.

Blake on the other hand, chose to focus more on his studies. In fact, he just finished high school and is now an incoming college freshman. After moving in his dorm and unpacking, he lied down and scrolled on social media and that's when he saw it, his older brother's profile. He looked through Jason's photos and he was wowed by how his brother looked. At 5'5 and 130 lbs, he was nowhere near the looks of his brother. They do look alike but besides their body, Blake's wavy brown hair separates the two.

Blake continued scrolling on Jason's profile and he discovered that Jason is now a personal trainer and is actually the owner of the gym near his college campus. Blake put some thought into it and decided that he wanted to turn his body around in college, he wanted to be the heartthrob of the campus.

Jason was about to sleep when his phone suddenly vibrated. He checked and saw that someone had messaged him. He immediately recognized the name and photo, it's his little brother and he wants to meet with him.

Tomorrow morning came and Blake was nervous as he's about to meet his older brother after 10 years. He looked around and saw huge figure of a man. The man was wearing sweatpants paired with a tank top. His shoulders were wide, his arms defined, his back tapering into a V shape, his legs shaped like boulders.

"J-Jason?" Blake called.

The man looked behind him and down at Blake. Blake was met with the man's portruding pecs. It was Jason.

"Blake? Hey little bro. Wow, you've really grown, young man!" Jason said to his brother.

"I can say the same thing to you. Wow, you're huge, man!" Blake replied.

"Thanks man, I've put a lotta work into this body" Jason said, flexing his biceps in front of his brother. "So why did you want to meet after all this years?" Jason followed.

"I want to be built and jacked, and I think you're the one that can help me." Blake answered, touching his thin arms.

"Well, I'm flattered, little man..." Jason smirks.

"So, what do you say?" Blake followed up.

"Let’s make you huge, lil bro!" Jason exclaimed.

Jason really stayed true to his word. He began training Blake intensively. To Blake's surprise, he started gaining weight and really noticed changes happening on his body. After training for 6 months, his weight went from 130 lbs to 150. He saw his abs being visible, his chest starting to portrude, his bicep having a bump. Blake enjoyed these changes.

One night after training, Jason and Blake went to the shower room, going into separate cubicles. They were both pumped after working out and Blake was really feeling his body. But Blake wanted to see how Jason looks, so he peeked into Jason's cubicle as Jason was busy showering. Blake saw Jason's wide V tapered back leading down his ass, but the biggest treat was when he saw what was at front. Jason turned, eyes closed, and Blake saw his thick, monstrous 10 inch cock. Blake immediately felt his own cock harden. Blake couldn't help it, he took a picture of his view of Jason and went back to his cubicle.

The brothers finished showering. Blake put some shorts on and before he put on a shirt, he flexed a bit in front of the mirror, admiring his progress. Jason enters the room to change, with only a towel on his waist, when he sees Blake flexing.

"Feels great huh? Seeing your progress in the mirror." Jason says while smiling.

"Yeah but now with you beside me, damn I'm dwarfed." Blake answers.

"You'll get there lil bro." Jason says while raising an arm into a bicep pose.

Jason flexes his other arm, posing a double bicep. He puts them down and proceeded to flex a couple more poses. Meanwhile Blake can't help but stare at his brother, admiring his frame. Jason sees Blake staring and he smiled.

"It's okay bro, you can touch." Jason says to his staring brother.

Blake almost instantly reaches for his brother's pecs, feeling the size of it in his small hands. Blake can't help but let out a sigh of amazement. His hands then move to Jason's rounded shoulders, going to his biceps.

"Chest is 58 inches, biceps are 24 inches." Jason proudly states, flexing them. He then raises his towel a bit. "Calves 21 inches, Thighs 30 inches" He adds.

Jason feels his ego rise, with his little brother admiring his body that he put a lot of effort into. He flexes his abs while Blake rubs his hands on the rock-hard surface, feeling the crevices. Jason turns around, flexing his wide back, tapering into a V-shape. Blake touches the wall-like back of his brother.

Blake feels himself getting aroused and his cock starts to harden. He almost let out a moan, but he suppressed it upon realizing. He becomes afraid his brother will see so he stopped and put his shirt on.

"I need to go, I gotta pack for the winter break." Blake blurts out. "See you in two weeks, I guess?" He says.

"Actually, make that a month. I'll be going out of the country to collaborate with other gym influencers" Jason answers.

"Oh, okay then..." Blake says back.

"Continue your workouts huh lil bro. I don't want you getting smaller when I get back." Jason cockily teases as Blake leaves.

Blake gets home to his dorm, taking his shorts off and letting his hard 4 inch cock out. He takes out his phone and opens the photos he took earlier, looking at his brother’s huge body and monstrous cock. He begins stroking his cock, feeling more and more aroused as he zooms in on his big bro.

"Ughhh Jason fuck" He moans. He begins touching his body sensually, making his breaths heavier. He imagines his big bro's enormous pecs, larger-than-grapefruit biceps, washboard abs. He feels himself get closer and closer.

"Ughhh sh- shit"

"Oh fuck uh- huge"

"Ugh ughh"

"oH- UGHHHNN!" With a wave of pleasure, he cums. His cum shoots everywhere. "Ughh uhh" Blake moans and breathes heavily. He then passes out.

That's when he realizes, he wants Jason's size. He wants his height. He wants his body, from his strong arms, thick legs, to his heavily muscled torso. He wants all of Jason to himself.

Immediately, he went looking for a way to gain what he wants to take. He searched books and the web and after three days, he found one. He got it and he was excited to make his fantasies real. But in the meantime, he followed what Jason told him and he continued his workouts extensively. He chased for growth.

Finally, a month has passed. Blake was excited to see Jason again. He was thrilled to show how consistent he has been. In a month, he added about 10 lbs. Not just that, being in his teenage years, he grew an inch in height, making him 5'6 and 140 lbs. He might not be as big and lean as his brother, but he is filling out his frame quite nicely. His chest now pushes out his shirt, his abs more fuller looking, and his biceps now fit his sleeves perfectly. But beyond all of that, he was excited for his plan. He knew that in a short period of time, his biggest desire will be reality.

Blake went to the gym before the sun could rise. He knew that Jason has arrived and that he would be working out. Blake was right, he saw his brother right away. Jason was even bigger than last time, making Blake want him more.

"Hey Jason" Blake greeted.

"Hey lil bro! Long time no see. Damn bro, you're filling out quite nicely." Jason greets back.

"You're not getting any smaller either... By the way, I got us this sports drink." Blake gives his brother one.

"Thanks bro, perfect timing, I'm about to start my workout." Jason takes a few sips and went on to start his workout.

"Great, I'll join you then." Blake drinks his own sports drink and grins, following Jason to the weightroom.

Jason starts doing push-ups for warm-up. As he approaches 30 reps, he started feeling off. He felt a strange sensation throughout his body, kinda like the feeling when having an orgasm.

"Ughh- oh" Jason groans as he stops his push-ups and falls to the ground.

"Hey, you okay, big bro?" Blake asked.

"I'm fine, I think it's just my amount of sleep catching up on me." Jason answered unsure.

"Here, drink up." Blake handed Jason's sports drink to him. Blake made sure Jason drank of all of it, grinning as he does so.

"Alright then, let's help you get bigger. Let's do bench press." Jason said to Blake.

"Careful with this one, lil bro" Jason loaded 155 lbs plates on the bar and spotted Blake. Blake lifted it and did 10 reps with it. "Too easy!" he said. Jason was surprised.

"My turn, little man!" Jason said, loading 460 lbs on the bar. Jason lifted the bar and started repping. As he was doing so, his mind was flooded with sexual images. He started to get turned on.

"Ughhh" Jason started to moan and groan with every breath everytime the bar descends. He feels his cock getting hard so he put the bar back into place.

"H-hold on a little" Jason stood up, and went to the locker room to avoid Blake from seeing his hard-on. But blake already noticed it, he smirked.

Jason went into the locker room, his mind all over the place. He feels so sensitive. All that's in his mind makes him wanna orgasm. Little does he know, Blake's the one behind it.

Blake followed into the locker room and saw Jason. "Hey big bro, what's going on? Come on let's continue." Blake said to his brother.

"Blake, oh uhm. I- I'm just..." Jason explains, trying to cover his hard-on.

Blake gets closer to Jason. "Come on big bro..." Blake said, touching the tent on Jason's shorts. "Ughhhh" Jason lets out a whimper.

Jason doesn't understand what he's feeling, he's not gay, but what Blake is doing is really turning him on. Blake took Jason's shirt off and started lowering Jason's shorts.

"You want to help me get bigger, right?" Blake said to his brother.

"Y-yes" Jason staggeringly answers.

"Good, bro" Blake said as he takes Jason's shorts off, revealing Jason's hardened masculinity, growing into 11 inches.

Without any warning, Blake put Jason's cock in his mouth, making him moan. Blake started sucking, working his way on Jason's cock. Jason can no longer suppress his moans.

Jason feels this sinking feeling as he nears his orgasm. The pleasure was wild and he feels closer and closer as Blake moves up and down his shaft. A shudder ran down his body and his balls start churning.

"Ughhhh fuuu-" Jason cums. Blake made sure to swallow every bit of it as it shoots hard into his mouth. Jason was overwhelmed with pleasure. He fell into the bench behind him, eyes closed.

Blake felt himself get taller, he felt his limbs extending and his view getting higher. As his body gets lengthier, the bulk he had put on disappears, his muscles adjusting into his body.

Meanwhile, the opposite happens to Jason. He feels his spine shorten and retract. With that, his muscles enlarge, adjusting to his shortening frame. His pecs and arms bulged out, his legs grew thicker.

"Wh-what did you do to me?" Jason said upon opening his eyes and seeing his short frame.

"You helped me grow, isn't that what we wanted?" Blake answered.

"Y-yes" Jason said, but he felt something was wrong.

Seeing his brother's enlarged muscles made Blake more and more excited, so he proceeded to the next step. "I'm gonna get so massive with what we will be doing." He said.

Blake lays Jason down the bench and grabbed his brother's still hard cock. He rode it and lowered himself onto it. Blake moved up and down, filling Jason with pleasure. Jason's cock started to spew pre-cum. Blake's body started reacting to it. He felt his body start to swell with muscle. Blake touched Jason's hard pecs and squeezed it as he bounces on his cock.

Blake feels his body expand outward as he absorbs more of Jason's precum. His pecs start to form, his biceps tensing into a ball, his abs forming crevices. Jason feels Blake get heavier.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum again- ohhh!" Jason finally shoots his load inside Blake. Jason's bulk slowly shrank into him. His biceps slowly thinned out, his treetrunk legs became weak, his torso got drained of its size, his chest on which Blake is grabbing on to lowered slowly from being mountains to a flat surface.

"Ohhh fuck- ughh!" Blake can't help but groan as he feels his body fill up. He flexes a double bicep pose as his arms expand into mounds of rock. Meanwhile his legs got thicker and thicker, proportioning into his new height. His pecs grow into boulders, rivaling melons, he touches them and squeezes them.

"Fuck, yes!" Blake exclaims as he poses his muscles. He went to the scale and measured his height and weight.

"6'4 and 270 lbs, damn. Only one thing left." Blake says to himself as he gets back to Jason.

Blake stands Jason up and turns him around. "Hey bro, just one last thing and we're done." Blake said to Jason's ear, caressing Jason's cock in his hand.

Jason's cock immediately springs back up to life. Jason whimpers as he feels pleasure build up with Blake stroking his cock. While doing so, Blake slides his 4 incher into Jason's hole. Jason moans as intense pleasure fills hin again, but he can't cum.

"You're gonna help me grow right?" Blake says.

"Y-yes, anything for you ugh-" Jason answered.

"Even my cock?" Blake follows up.

"Yes, take it. Take my fucking cock."

As pre-cum comes out of Jason's cock, Blake feels it slowly dwindle into his hand while his own cock grows and more and more enters Jason's ass. Blake starts thrusting, making Jason feel more pleasure, all as he strokes Jason's cock. Blake's cock grows and grows inside Jason, going into 12 inches. Jason's, however, retracted into Blake's hand, it shrank into 3 inches.

"Ughh, please Blake... I need to cum" Jason whimpers.

"Not until I do. Ughhh!" Blake cums into Jason's ass the largest he has ever cum.

"Ughhh- shi- ughh!" Jason moans as he experiences being cummed in the ass for the first time.

The two brothers experience their greatest orgasm, but one while experiencing his fantasy and one while experiencing loss.

Jason shoots cum from his now 3 incher, moaning and passing out in the process.

Blake pulls out his brother and admires his new 12 incher shooting more load on his passed out brother. He flexes on the mirror he once flexed on with his brother a month ago, but now being the superior one.

"Thanks for the donation... little bro." He said as he leaves his brother in the locker room.

Jason gains consciousness and snaps out of the drink's effects, realizing what had just happened.

[ddogqwerty]

This is the usual story about an experiment that goes wrong... Or maybe not?

-Thanks for volunteering, Steve. With these rays, we can improve your streghth in a few minutes.

-Doctor, I do feel stronger. But I also feel bigger.

-Yes, Steve, we are making you grow.

-But... How big are you going to make me?

-As much as we can, Steve. We have to test the limits of our invention. Let's go outside! You have grown too much for this old lab.

-Doctor, you are turning him into a giant. Shouldn't we stop now?

-NO!

-But we are making him bigger than this city!

-And we are not done yet! He is going to grow MORE. We need him to get much, much BIGGER!

-Steve, if you can hear me, you are not longer a man, you are almost a god.

-You are the new protector of the Earth. We need you to keep us safe. We know we can trust you. That was the purpose of this experiment all along!

[ddogqwerty]

The kryptonians return

The savior of our planet, he saves people in distress and catches criminals.

I was taken hostage, he saved me and flew with me high up in the sky towards safety. He held me in his big muscular arms, my body against his strong muscular body. His handsome face eyes looking at me as he tried to comfort me. A woody sweaty smell invaded my nose, and it made me feeling warm across my body.

He carried me all the way to my appartement , holding me as until we reached the balcony floor. The smell coming of him is so good, I could feel my loins being hot. He put me down slowly on my feet and as he did our faces nearly touched. I automatically moved in as I kissed him. He kissed me back, his tongue circling around mine. He slowly lifted me back up in the air, then he floated with me in the air as we kissed. His hands on my ass, feeling my big firm behind and it was definitely to his liking.

We slowly floated while kissing to the bedroom, as he put me down and floated right above me. As we kept kissing. After he gently pulled my clothes away, revealing my full naked body. He touched and groped my boobs, then went down and sucked and licked them.

Further down he went on me, going between my legs, spreading them and began eating my pussy. I watched his handsome head bobbing up and down, enjoying my tight hungry pussy. I saw his eyes turning red as little rays hit my nipples, his heat vision moving between both as he ate me out. The heat on my nipples felt like if he was licking those as well. I could not help it as I came right on his face. He smirked as I trembled.

I watched as he floated slowly from me, taking of his tight suit, revealing his muscled torso. A light stubble across his chest and a hair path trail going from the belly button down to his crotch. I looked at him as he pulled down his pants. He pulled it down and revealed a insanely huge, thick, veiny pole. He went down further as I saw his balls falling down, hanging low. Two big orange sized balls with a nice coat of fur on them. His pole pointing straight up, reaching way passed his belly button.

He asked me if I want all of this, I nodded and like that he dove on me. His strong body on top of me, I felt his hard pole rubbing against my pussy. I waited as he aligned himself perfectly with it and then he went inside me. My legs opening up wide to let him in, I felt the thickness stretching me wide open, the veins gave immense pleasure as it rubbed against every nerve inside me. He kept going deeper and deeper in me, until he could not go deeper. At least I thought he couldn’t, he reached my cervix, he was hitting it nicely but something felt different. A strong woody sweaty smell filled my nose again. I could feel it suddenly, his hard pole going beyond the cervix walls. I could feel myself opening up, how is this happening. I could feel the grip of those walls around his, it felt amazing.

He mumbled a bit between thrusts, I could hear him saying open all the way up for me. Let me inside you with every inch. Let me enter that pretty little womb of yours, yes that’s it gorgeous. I bet you have never had enjoyed sex like this. He was right, my body moved enjoying the ride as my mind is hazy, my thoughts empty just pleasure.

I could feel how he entered my womb over and over, his big arms next to me to hold on. Little droplets of his sweat drip on my face, his body glistening in it. I felt his balls slapping against me with every thrust he made.

He pulled me close to him, as he stood up with me holding on to his shoulders. His pole balls deep in me, he moved me up and down on it with his hands. After a short while standing we floated in this position, he used me like a flesh light, rubbing my body up and down to his delight.

We came crashing down after a while onto the bed. I lay face down, Superman on top of me. I could feel him putting it back in. He went again as deep as he could, and then with each thrust it got with more power. The bed banging against the wall, primal groans escaping his mouth, the bed broke with the force he thrusted in me, I could feel how his balls moved up as they were ramming against me as well. The bed shattered, and his primal roar as I climaxed with his pole deep in my womb. I could feel him pumping his seed, already in my womb it filled it up. I could feel the pressure in there juist building up as more of it got pumped from his pole.

When he pulled out from me, the pressure released as a big squirt escaped right from my gaping hole. A thick creamy pink liquid, flowing out from me. He pushed his hard cum covered pole in my mouth as I had is open from surprise and exhaustion. It tasted sweet like honey and I swallowed a final squirt coming from him.

He collapsed exhausted next to me, telling me not to worry. The pink cum is normal for kryptonians, he said it is much more nutrient and much more potent.

I laughed, and said do you always treat your damsels in distress like this. He looked at me, yes… I only save those that are fertile like you. I looked at him, as he continued. You are number 8th of today, I have to bring back my race somehow. I’ll have to go, next womb to fill. I am going to check in on you and my children, maybe you can handle a few more rounds of birth after these.

I watched as he flew away, I looked down at my gaping hole. It was still leaking his pink cum…

[ddogqwerty]

A perfect boyfriend in paradise

“OMG YASS KWEEN '' yelled Jay, as he entered the luxurious hotel room.

He wondered about the room, checking out all the fancy items it came with, before hopping onto his extra soft hotel bed and breathing in the new room's perfume. He took the remote and switched on his giant flat screen tv that was built into the wall at the end of the bed. Next to it was a black door that led to his personal bathroom.

“I knew you would like it,” replied Katy, his best friend.  

Jay and Katy were close friends, who shared a bond. Somehow, despite their many differences, they came to understand each other perfectly. Whenever they had a problem, the other knew what to do or say. Recently, however, the two had been through a spot of issues. Jay had gotten a new (short-lived) boyfriend that had driven a wedge between them, before hastily leaving. While Katy struggled to find a man that she could love. After a few weeks of reconciliation and a new job for Katy, she had decided they needed a break. Her new job was offering an all-expense get-away for employees that also worked as an ice breaker for her to get to know her work colleagues. Over the last year though, she worked harder so she could help afford to bring Jay along with her. 

Jay was a short twink that loved to party and hang out. He was usually good at pulling in guys with his cute, boyish face, thin body and an adorable long quiff. Though he was kind, cute and generally got on with people, he was quite lazy and lived off Katy's hard work.  

“Are you sure I can’t get you anything, babes?” Jay offered.

“I’m sure. Don’t worry about anything, having you here with me will boost my confidence with these new guys,” She smiled. Jay looked back overjoyed, the thought of improvising a gift was too far too much for him to worry about. 

“Anyway, you’ve got everything here, just make sure you're ready for a few hours when the party starts. The Hotel has a load of special hair shampoos and body washes that will make you smell and feel perfect. ” she boasted, before turning to the door.

"And just so you know, I think two of the guys tonight might be interested in you," she teased, raising Jay's excitement. She then left, leaving him plenty of time to watch a movie or two and have a wash. 

Jay laid back on his comfortable bed, unable to move as he became relaxed. It didn't last long, however, as he wanted to explore the bathroom and try out the shower stuff. He got up and hastily made his way over to the bathroom door, gently opening it up. 

The bathroom was as he expected for a five-star hotel.  Marble floors and walls, with solid black cabinet doors and surface area, the room screaming wealth. Jay was almost blinded as the lights came on, filling the room with intense light. Jay looked over all the expensive fragrances, hair shampoos and body ointments. He was in heaven.

On top of all of it, he also had a walk-in wardrobe off to the side, which he peeked inside of, glancing at some expensive stuff. 

Jay proceeded to undress quickly, picking up his choice of shampoo and body ointment that Katy had chosen for him. Jay stepped into the spacious shower, taking it all in. He looked to the taps and quickly aligned them to his warm temperature, before turning to the side and seeing a host of buttons on the wall. So many functions to choose from, but he thought he would use the auto dryer one for now.  

Jay pressed the button and embraced as the water then hit his delicate skin, washing away the old beauty products on his face. The water was more than perfect, infusing a great warmth inside him. The water intensified slightly with the heat, he felt rooted to the floor. His legs were feeling great as they pulsed with heat throughout. 

Jay however turned off the shower, as he wanted to try out the body ointment next. He looked over himself and felt odd, something was different about him but he couldn't quite tell. He looked down to the floor at his feet, his 8-inch pride and joy obscuring his view as it flopped in front, stealing his gaze. It looked like he was taller, much taller, but it couldn't be and Jay put it on Jet lag.  

Jay then proceeded to smother his skin in the body ointment. As it sunk into his skin, he smiled. His skin felt so much silkier and more soothing to touch. He pressed the button again and let the water disperse warmth across him again. This time though, his whole body began pulsing with a warming sensation, filling him with renewal. There were twitches and itches in places but even they felt great to him. 

Jay's hands moved across his body as he wanted to take in the feeling of his skin. As his hands touched his pecs, he became intrigued. His hands felt much bigger, and his pecs which were flat with a small line between them were now plumper and fuzzier than he liked. As his hands moved down to his belly, he had a brief moment where he felt them dip into a slight crevice, as if he had a deeply lined six-pack. He moved his hands back round to his usually quite pudgy bum, but now it felt far rounder like it had been inflated into a pair of balloons. His bum was usually quite loose from all the guys that had been in it, but now it felt incredibly tight as if no one had touched it. 

'It must be the ointment making me feel this great' Jay thought to himself. 

Jay switched off the water and wiped off any excess water from his face. It seemed his face felt odd too. As his hands rubbed his cheeks, he couldn’t help but squidge them as they had some fat and weight to them now. What caught his attention more, however, was the amount of hair on his face. Jay knew he had fast-growing facial hair, but he made sure to shave daily as he had to retain his boyish look. Confounded by these odd feelings Jay pondered on them for a second, until he realised there wasn’t much he could do, and nothing could be too out of the ordinary, could it? He shrugged it off and went to grab the hair shampoo, rubbing the soapy substance right into his scalp.

As the soap settled into his scalp he felt as if some euphoric feeling pierced his mind, relaxing his mind and thoughts. His hand reached out for the button to start the warm water again. His hands moved through his hair as the water rushed down over it. Jay shut his eyes, to keep any soap getting in them but due to an overtly lavish sensation filling him up. His hands began stretching out his hair, taking in the new silky texture. As he continued combing it though, he swore it was getting shorter. Again Jay put it to the new shampoo.  

As Jay felt the last of the shampoo slide off his head onto the floor, he reached again to switch off the shower. As the water came to an end he turned to the buttons beside him and pressed the 'dry off' button. In a moment, vents in the walls and ceiling sprung to life. Jay was blasted with warm air that dried him off from head to toe in seconds. 

As Jay stepped out of the door and onto the marble floor, he wobbled a bit. He found himself heavier, and bulkier.

'Perhaps this was an effect of the water being dried so quickly,' he thought. 

He then searched for his clothes but they had vanished. So he made his way into the walk-in wardrobe, which offered a huge variety of well-tailored clothes. 

"Hello sir," came a soft male voice from above.

"Hello," Jay blurted out in surprise. A small changing room opened up in front of him.

"Please step inside for dressing," The voice said

Jay was eager to try out the room and see what it would do for him. He hopped inside, and then an automatic door slid to the side locking him in. metal arms then came out of sections in the wall, reaching into a compart before pulling out some shorts and underwear. 

'Please hold still and do not resist' the voice said as an arm grabbed his leg lifting it up, sliding the briefs up him, before doing the same with his other leg. The arms then repeated it as they pulled on a pair of black shorts. The machine then grabbed his arms, hoisting them straight up as a red tank top came down over him. Jay was a bit confused at why he was being given average gym wear rather than something a bit more to his style. He was about to complain, but an arm promptly plopped a white cap on his head tightening it around as it spun backwards.

"Please keep your eyes open as an eye band comes down" the voice came again. Jay was confused as to what this part was but he felt compelled to obey. The eye band came down and slowly tied around his head before two pricks went into his eyes as he felt something be slotted in them.

"AH what the fuck!" he yelled as the band was taken away immediately. He blinked a few times and the effects faded, but he had no idea what that was for.

A mirror slowly raised from one of the walls and Jay gasped at what he saw. He didn’t see himself, but someone completely different. The man who stood in his place was a young hunk. His body was bulky, covered with fat and muscle. While his face now looked manlier, although there was a cuteness to it, his stubble and hair had brightened out into a dirty blonde which illuminated his face up. That wasn't the only thing to change colour, as his dark brown eyes looked greyish now. Taking a step back Jay took in the sight of his new self. His body was taller, resting at a 6'2, while the rest of his body was incredibly fit from a lot of work. He lifted up his vest to check his body out. His flat and thin body was now thick with fat and muscle, his pecs bulged out like a pair of huge pillows while further down, he had developed a well-cut six-pack. His thighs had added a bit of girth to them, while his arms, which had grown, remained modest in size but were now quite muscular. Jay gasped as he looked on at himself, realising he looked like the usual hunk that would top him.

"I believe you are now outfitted properly, sir. Before you leave please take a pair of our finest trainers and workout socks, then proceed back to the room," 

"But this... " Before Jay could complain, the cap buzzed and he put on the trainers and socks before leaving. The room closed itself off and Jay stood there wondering how and why this had happened to him. His legs though, jerked to life and as if they were on autopilot walked him from the wardrobe back into the bathroom and then back into the main room. 

Jay jumped on his bed and tried to relax and try to get over what had happened. Suddenly the TV came to life without warning. Instead of a drama show that he had saved, he found the TV showing off black and white spirals. Jay’s eyes locked onto the screen, trying to work out the spirals before he felt the hypnotic effects. All his worries and concerns started feeling as if they were falling into an abyss emptying him of any fear.

“You have no worries, no fears and no thoughts,” Came a soft male voice. Jay surrendered to the words without a fight, his mind emptied fully of any fear he had and any thoughts. 

“You are safe and secure in this room,” It went on. Jay's tense body released, and fell into a state of relaxation, thinking he was truly ok now.

“In this room, you are afforded great services which will help you get on track to becoming the new you,” It continued, Jay, going deeper into a trance as he soaked up the words.

“First, let’s start you in the gym, you know how to get there and you will know what to do when you get there. All you need to do is pick up the phone and headphones and plug them in. It doesn’t matter if you liked the music before, as you progress through the workout, your mind will adjust. Now, pick up the phone and go for a light workout for 1 hour, then return and lie down on this bed,” It commanded softly before the screen switched off. 

Jay felt as if he had just woken up. He had forgotten the screen, the shower changes and the arms. He felt normal and right-minded, and now he wanted to go to the gym for a light 1-hour session before returning. 

Jay picked up the phone and headphones by the side of his bed. He connected both but found that there was no music. He got up and then calmly made his way to the door before leaving. Once he left, his legs moved as if on autopilot, finding their way to the gym. 

The gym was full of high tier gear but lacked people. A smile grew at seeing this, his brain had reminded him that his old gym was usually packed. Jay sat down on a bench and found a pair of dumbbells perfect for him. As this happened though, the pods began playing some music, which consisted of the latest music out. 

Jay began his workout with some stretches, before moving on to arm exercises. Each time he lifted the dumbbell, his neurons began firing in all directions. He found new memories appearing every second. He should've been confused about them, but the music made them seem natural and realistic. Each memory was collected and added to his brain, paving themselves over his old life which slowly began vanishing. 

As Jaym kept on lifting, he started remembering his job as a part-time personal trainer and Physician. Keeping fit and well being was what he was all about. He also had a popular Instagram page with over a million followers that he regularly posted for. Jaym's social life remained almost intact, although his old friends had been replaced by new ones, which appeared on his phone as he scrolled through it.  

James picked up a heavier set of dumbbells and continued working out. The music was changing his mind further and adding to his personality. Much of who he was before, the kind, gentle guy who understood his friends remained, but now he was given a sense of purpose. His old lazy habits burned into a fiery passion as a fitness bro, striving to perfect himself and others. 

The music continued to reshape his life, altering any aspects that could fit into this new vision. It also served another function. As his old life was paved over by new memories, it made safe checks that locked it away until it was truly gone. Jaymes's name, parents and old home would be forgotten. His name had been twisted into James, and his early life had been fabricated entirely.  

James continued working until the music stopped. At that point, his mind clicked and he realised he needed to return to the room. He snapped a quick selfie at the gym hotel and posted it to his Instagram page, with a silly caption. As he left, he paid no attention to the fact that his body had barely sweated since working out.  

Jay opened the door and jumped onto his bed looking right back into the screen, without any idea of what he waited for. The screen then turned on again without warning. James found himself staring deeply into the centre of the spirals.

“Checking back in with you, What is your name, occupation and last five years of life,” Came the soft male voice.

“My name is James. I work as a part-time personal trainer and also a physician. Five years ago I graduated high school, before pursuing my career in personal training, and as a physician, I made my Instagram 3 years ago, and it quickly grew to a million followers before fitness groups reached out and made deals with me, I am now here in this hotel with my best friend who is here on work,” he robotically replied.

“That’s good, it seems you remember who you are. I think we can progress. Go and wait in the bathroom before you are requested back in,” the voice commanded. 

James obediently got up and walked his way into the bathroom. As James stood in the bathroom, something in his head switched on. The last remnant of Jay, which was locked behind multiple layers of James and his life, sprung into action trying to cause a conflict between the two. However, this was short-lived as the failsafe designed to stop Jay from being remembered came into action. There wasn't much that the remnants of Jay could do.

A light buzzed on and signalled him back out. James walked his way back into the main room where Katy was waiting for him.

“Holy shit,” She said looking at him.

“Hey, Katy,” he replied in his new smooth and silky tone.

“This really was worth the money. So... is he obedient to all my commands?” She asked. James stood there, confused by her words. Sensing something off, minor doubts started wafting into his mind, opening an insignificant rift with Jay.

“James will be fully obedient to all and any commands within this room. Once he leaves, his new life will assume control but it will be impossible for him to return to his old one. If you have anything left to add to him, do it now,” the voice continued.

“Well I’ve got one last bit to do,” she said. 

“James, drop your shorts,” she ordered. James complied happily and let his python flop out. 

“Holy shit! It really is that big, I thought you were having me on,” She said, shocked at what she saw. She walked over to the bed and sat down before undressing. James continued to happily stare at her. His programming hadn’t touched his sexuality, although the remnant of Jay within him had been able to hold onto its attraction to guys, which now cut the rift open further. 

“Come over here, and undress, babe,” she moaned irritably. James made his way over to her, slipping his shorts off, and then his vest before coming to sit down next to her. 

“Well,” she said, looking him up and down. “They really did work a treat on you, you will be perfect for later. I told all my work colleagues about my perfect boyfriend. They were quite jealous of him, but I didn't know where to find him. But Jay... Jay was my bestie, always got me and understood me. He made the perfect boyfriend, with a few additions and now here you are,” She vented, James sat there happily listening to his friend, while not understanding a thing she said. The words soaked their way down to what was left of Jay, fortifying itself inside.

“Anyway, we’ve got one last bit. Jay always teased me about his big dick, but now I'm actually going to get it” She went on, lying back down on the bed provocatively.

“Come on babes, you know you want me,” she giggled at saying that, knowing full well of who James used to be. James got up to get a condom, his mind forcing him to do what she said, while the spirit of Jay started resurfacing.  

“That won’t be necessary James. I’ve worked my fucking ass off for the last year and a bit. I'm going to take some maternity leave next year I think,” She sighed tiresomely. James dropped it. He jumped down the end of the bed, before spreading his knee's around her. His fruit hung between his wide legs, teasing Katy. James lowered himself over her, smiling as he did it, an attraction inside him was building up. Katy started rubbing his soft furry pecs and complimented him on his new look, before pulling him in for a kiss. 

The two locked lips and passionately kissed. James’s mind then began firing up again, as new thoughts and ideas shot into it. Memories of him and Katy being friends until after high school remained, but he remembered that they were lovers now. He was committed to her as she was to him, and he had no thoughts of disloyalty. Katy had invited him out to meet her new work friends and also to take a short holiday before getting back to the daily grind. As James continued to kiss her, his python lengthened out as a new heterosexual desire blossomed within him. Jay was now being completely overwritten or fading as the remnant of him had no strength left. Jay remained but a small fragment now.  

The kiss went on but now James lowered his hips, his spear aimed right at its target. He gradually slithered it inside her hole, ending the kiss as she moaned excitedly. James got up, sending his hips and his spear further into her, before slowly pulling out. He began to methodically push and pull his dick in, savouring the pleasure for the both of them. James started to moan now as he felt pressure building at the base, working its way up the shaft. He continued to push his python in, but with some speed to it, as the pressure climbed its way up. 

"Fuck babe, I feel it coming," he moaned, slightly breaking his conditioning. James's motions went on, getting faster with each thrust into her, until...

"FUCCKKKK," he moaned as his tip exploded inside her, sending his seed deep inside her. James then smiled down at her, before getting off her. 

"You're definitely going to be getting that maternity leave, babe," James joked as he got dressed into the same outfit. Katy didn't know how to respond, she was over the moon. She had everything she wanted, a perfect boyfriend for the night, a holiday and the family she had been craving for a while. She got up and got dressed as well before checking her phone.

James groped her bum jokily before putting it around her. James would never remember anything of this room when he stepped out the door. He felt tension in him as he approached the doorway thinking something big was going to happen. but as he did, he felt nothing. Any programming, hypnosis or remnant of his previous life was instantly deleted and James took full control of his life. The pair had one last sweet kiss, before moving on to the party.

[ddogqwerty]

Love Hearts

Happy valentines - hope its not too late

Hope you enjoy

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“Hey babes,” shouted Jayden as he confidently waltzed into Alice’s house.   

Jayden was an out and proud gay twink, who was best friends with Alice. Tonight, he had come to see his friend Alice for a platonic Valentine's night. Alice was the daughter of a conservative Christian family, but Jayden didn't think much of it. He knew about them but Alice had never introduced him to them or even talked about him to them.

When Jayden arrived at Alice's house, she greeted him with a warm hug and invited him in. They chatted for a while, catching up on old times and talking about their current lives. Jayden didn't know it at the time, but Alice had a secret she was keeping from him.

Alice pulled out a bag of candy, with love heart-shaped sweets inside. On one side of each candy, a small message was written, like "whisper to me," "kiss me," etc. Jayden thought it was a cute game and eagerly accepted the invitation to play.

The game started off innocently enough. Alice took a candy that turned out to be a dud. Jayden took one that said "whisper to me" and whispered something personal to Alice. He didn't know why he did it, but Alice just grinned and handed him another love heart.

Jayden picked up another candy, which was called "muscles" with a winking face after it. Jayden took the candy and started to feel a strange sensation in his body. His body started to grow in size, his pecs became huge dumbbells, while a six-pack etched itself underneath their shadow. His arms and legs grew massively in size to meet his new bigger body. His head cracked and restructured,  his small and soft face becoming more masculine and jockish. Jayden flexed his arms as his old blonde quiff changed into a shorter dark brown tuft that he swept to the side, while a chinstrap beard snapped around his face. 

“Oh wow, look at you, you look like a super hero hunk now,” she complimented with glee.

“I know, what’s in these,” he asked, coughing as he spat out words in a new baritone voice. 

“Oh it's just the luck of the game,” she giggled. “Say I’ve got another one that matches your body, but it's a surprise,” she said, holding out a love heart upside down. Jayden reached out and took it, mindlessly eating it. However, this time he didn’t feel anything.

“Huh, what was that one? I don’t feel anything,” he said dimly. Alice giggled again

“It was called Dumb-bro” she continued to giggle.

Suddenly he felt his intelligence drop, and his hobbies were replaced by jock-ish ones like working out at the gym, playing football, and going to parties. Jayden felt empty-headed, but he didn't seem to care. 

“How does it feel?” she asked, gleefully. 

“I can’t remember, all I want to do is play football and have a good time.” he replied eagerly

“Haha it’s working then”

“Alice, how many more have we got to go, I’m starting to feel uncomfortable with this” he confessed, uncomfortable with the idea of changing anymore.

“Well…” she pondered

“Well, how about one more, a surprise one, and then I’ll explain a bit about the game,” she smiled. Jayden nodded. Alice gave him one more sweet, this time called "Jordan."

“Huh,” Jayden said looking at it. 

“In your mouth, and swallow, and then I explain,” she said. Jayden swallowed it and felt nothing.

“Well then, where to begin. You remember my family? Well they want to me to come home for a bit,”

Jayden stood there staring at her, but the words melted as they reached his ears. 

“I was thinking of bringing you too, but well, you know they’re the crazy conservative christian kind and they wouldn’t be happy with me bringing you as is,” 

Jaydan continued to stare, but now it was at nothing. The words she spoke continued to melt away as they got to his ears, except for the words christian conservative. Jaydans mind flared to life. His old liberal tendencies were squashed by new traditional conservative values. Masculinity, faith and patriotism as his core tenets, and dictated his life now. 

“I didn’t really want to go back empty handed to my family, especially as my sister is engaged now. And couldn’t leave you on your own, that would be disappointing. So I found these special hearts and just went with the game. And now, your turning into the perfect boyfriend for me to bring,” 

Joydan's eyes began watering up as he hadn’t blinked in a while, even his head hadn’t moved. The words continued to bounce off him, except for a key phrase, this time “perfect boyfriend” wafted its way into the front and center of his mind. He remembered he was gay at first, as that was what he had always been. But as the words perfect boyfriend echoed in his mind and his new beliefs became dominant. His homosexuality was swiftly banished, instead his mind focused on hot thoughts of Alice in a swimsuit and taking her out on dates.

“Everything is perfect, you’ll get on perfectly with my family, although I’ll get through it. I’ve never been big on the religious side, as you know. It’s all just baby making and church to me. I just want to impress my family with you,” she finished smiling at her new creation.

Jordan settled down and he blinked a few times. But this time, Alice’s words didn’t melt as they got to his ears. He couldn’t help but feel betrayed, not about changing him, but about her commitment to the faith. Jordan was committed to her, and he needed to sort her out. He was anxious about meeting her family, but saw this as an opportune time to get the family involved, whether she wanted it or not. 

“Oh Jordan, are you there?” She asked. Jordan simply smirked, knowing his plan to convert her to the faith. But as he looked at her, he felt a sensation flow through him, one of joy and lust.

“Hey babe,” he said, sitting down next to her and flexing his arm. “Is it my turn to take one,” he said, eyeing a couple hearts. Alice looked at him, speechless, she didn’t quite know what to expect. She simply nodded. Jordan picked up a heart with “make-out with me”. Alice saw them for a split second, blushing at how quick things were going, before Jordan threw it in his mouth. 

In an instant after swallowing, Jordan wrapped one arm around her and pulled her in for a kiss. Despite how alien this would’ve been to him before, he felt completely normal to it now. As Jordan's tongue explored her mouth his dick unravelled itself, getting more erect and hornier. As he pulled away he picked up one last heart, “fuck me”, and put it on his tongue, before picking her up with both hands. He swallowed the final heart before taking her for a good ride.

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I was tossing and turning that night. I had never had trouble sleeping in my life. I was fit and a young jock for God’s sake. My best bro Adam and I ruled the school. Okay, maybe Adam ruled the school and I backed him up, but still. This anxiety was new territory for me. What do people do when they can’t sleep? I remembered a teacher talking about “warm milk” to help sleep in Health class. Adam had elbowed me and laughed “it’s ‘cause they don’t want us to smoke weed.” It sounded kind of gross, but I thought, okay why not. No sense tossing and turning in bed.

I got up and left my bedroom. As I was turning to head down the stairs, I heard something from my parents room. I mean, I guess it’s now just my Mom’s room. I put my ear to the door and I heard my Mom crying, she sounded really emotional and was saying “oh God, oh God!”

I left my Mom to her prayers. I guess we were both taking it hard, my Dad leaving. It was weird, I thought he was a bit of a wimp, but now that he was gone, I missed having him around. For a second, I got emotional too. Did he leave because of me? Because of that time we armwrestled and I beat him so easily it shocked us both? I mean he didn’t know that Adam had been training me, but still. The look in his eyes when he realized he couldn’t budge my arm. I had been so cocky and smug at the time, flexing my arm in his face.

I reached the kitchen and took out some milk and put it in a mug, I microwaved it for a minute, then took it out. I sat drinking it, sad as I’d ever been in my life. What would happen now?

As I sat at the kitchen island on my stool, sipping my warm milk. I heard footsteps on the stairs. I turned to the door expecting Mom to walk in, and instead Adam walked in, wearing nothing but a towel. He didn’t see me at first, and went to the fridge, opening it.

“Bro,” I said. “What are you doing here?”

He looked over at me and smirked. “Hey lil buddy.” He always called me that, it was always our little joke since he’d been slightly taller than me all our lives. He pulled a plate of left-over chicken out of the fridge and brought it over to the island. His lean muscles rippled in the light. He ate the meat off a drumstick in two bites, and then shrugged at the look I was giving him. “What? You know how hungry I get after a good fuck.”

I was confused. Adam lived across the street. He had come across the street at night wearing only a towel after fucking some chick to eat out of our fridge? But then I thought, Adam is a fucking stud, of course he’d do something like that. I mean, with that body, what did he have to be ashamed of? I grinned at him.

“You’re the man, bro. How was she? She a good fuck? I bet you fucking nailed her good.”

“Fuck yeah man, the best. Nice and tight cunt. Good thing your Dad was a needle-dick and you were a C-section.”

I spat out my milk. My Mom’s cries rang in my ears: “Oh God, Oh God!”

“But bro,” he said, around a mouthful of chicken, “I really don’t think you should talk about your Mom that way. Especially since I’m going to marry her, soon as the divorce comes through.”

“You’re two months younger than me!” I sputtered.

He leaned back and flexed his right arm, the bicep peaking in a round hard ball. He rubbed it with his greasy hand and it made the muscle shine. I gulped.

“Come on, man, When the fuck has THAT ever mattered. Do I gotta put you in your place?”

I looked at my best friend, who I idolized, and thought of my Dad, who had always been just sort of, there. “No, bro. I know my place with you. I guess I always have. Can I ask you a question, bro?”

Adam put his arm down. He nodded and the smirk that made chicks wet, even old chicks like my Mom I guess, returned to his handsome face. “Shoot.”

Tears began to run down my face. “Can I get a hug?”

Adam stood up and crushed me into his chest. I sobbed into his shoulder for a good minute. Then he picked me up and cradled me as he carried me up the stairs.

“Let’s put you to bed, son.”

I looked at his face as he tucked me in and I felt the safest I ever had in my life.

“I love you, Daddy.”

I feel asleep and dreamed of our new family life together.

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Caption #80 - Betting the Odds

(Hope everyone likes it, thought of it after the big fight)

(comments, concerns, requests all welcome, even if you just wanna say Hi, I’m always here, except when I’m not, then I would get back to you as soon as I can)

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It was destiny

Me and Damian were best friends since kindergarten. We were inseparable, helping eachother out like true brothers. Back then i really didn’t expect that our friendship will grow into something more, considering that I was a boy the idea sounded pretty crazy back then. When we grow up Damian was having some problems with girls. I didn’t understand why since he was always the better looking. Yes, as a straight guy I admit that Damian was very handsome. He was also a nice guy so I didn’t know what was the problem. Damian tried everything from blind dates to dating websites but he couldn’t create a strong relationship. One day he became desperate and came back to our apartment with some weird rod. When I asked him what is it he said that It’s a special rod that will find him a perfect girl. If a woman touches it the rod will glow and when it glows pink that means it’s the one meant for him. I laughed pretty hard back then. I told him he just got scammed but Damian seemed to belive in that weird thing. I took it in my hand to prove my point and then, to my surprise the rod begin to glow bright pink. I was looking at the glowing thing and noticed my hand is somehow smaller and it appeared to be more delicate. I dropped the rode in shock and felt a jiggle on my chest as I stepped back from it. To my horror I found out I’ve just became a woman. I begin to freak out. I had to change back so I grabbed Damian by his shoulders and asked where did he get that cursed thing. He calmed me down and led me to the shop. However when we arrived at the place there was a clothing store instead. Damian was confused, he was sure the magic shop was here. We were walking around the mall asking people but no one seemed to know anything. After a long search we got back to our apartment. It seemed like I was stuck and I will have to get used to the idea that I’m a woman. It took some time to adjust to my new body but I managed to do it. Sure i had to face a lot of changes. First I needed new clothes. Then was the fact that I had to wear a bra to keep my breasts in place so they won’t bounce too much. I also had to learn about my new female parts and how to take care of it. There was also my period that struck once a month which was very uncomfortable. Luckily I had Damian on my side. He was very supportive all the time and endured my mood swings even when I was turning into beast mode and blamed him for the change. No matter how many times I said I hate him he stayed close to me asking if I need something. He was even buying me chocolates when it was that time of the month. As I was getting used to my new sex I was also begining to look at Damian in a diffirent way. He appeared to be more handsome than before and I was starting to feel some kind of attraction towards him. Now everything is clear. I love him and he loves me. The weird glowing rod have worked after all. All this time I was supposed to be his destined girl, I just did not have the body for it. To be honest I’m glad things turned out like this. Damian is a great boyfriend and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather be with. Even if this means being a woman for the rest of my life.

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By Awruk88 from OpenTGCaptions From my selection of favorite captions sourced from OpenTGCaptions ( http://www.opentgcaptions.com/ ). This wonderful website is very difficult to reliably access; which is a shame given the amazing content. To partially rectify this I’m planning on posting all my personal favorites which I managed to save locally and when ever I can access the OpenTGCaptions website.

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I had always been a huge fan of Henry Cavill and his muscular physique, so when I heard about the new chronivac device that could make anyone completely obedient, I knew I had to have it. I had to have Henry Cavill all to myself, and I wasn't going to let anything stand in my way.

As soon as I got my hands on the chronivac, I set to work. It was simple to use, and within minutes I had Henry Cavill under my control. I ordered him to come to me, and he obediently followed, his muscles rippling under his shirt as he walked towards me.

Henry’s body was a work of art. His muscles were massive and perfectly defined, his biceps bulging and his abs chiseled to perfection. His chest was broad and powerful, his pecs flexing as he moved. And then there was his massive cock, thick and throbbing, ready to satisfy my every desire.

But it wasn't just his muscles that made him so irresistible. His face was rugged and handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline. His lips were full and sensuous, and I couldn't wait to feel them on my body.

I couldn't resist the temptation to touch those muscles, and I reached out to caress his bicep. Henry didn't even flinch, his gaze fixed on me as he waited for my next command.

"Kiss me," I said, my voice shaking with excitement. Henry leaned down, his lips inches from mine as he gazed into my eyes. I could feel his breath on my face, and I closed my eyes as he finally pressed his lips to mine.

The kiss was electric, his lips soft and pliable as they moved against mine. His tongue slipped into my mouth, tangling with mine as I moaned in pleasure. I could feel the stubble on his chin rubbing against my skin, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened.

Henry's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me in tight as he kissed me harder, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. I could feel his muscles flexing under my hands, and I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him even closer as the kiss became more passionate.

But I wanted more. I wanted to feel Henry's lips on other parts of my body, and I wasn't going to be satisfied until I had him on his knees, worshipping me the way I deserved.

"Suck my cock," I commanded, and Henry eagerly obeyed, his lips wrapping around my shaft as he bobbed his head up and down. I could feel the warmth of his mouth enclosing around me, and it sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. His tongue flicked against the sensitive head of my cock, and I let out a moan of pleasure.

Henry's technique was skilled, and it wasn't long before I was cumming all over his face, my body writhing in pleasure as I let out a satisfied groan. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I was overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure.

It wasn't long before I was cumming all over his face, my body writhing in pleasure as I let out a satisfied groan.

But I wasn't satisfied yet. I wanted more, and I was starting to get greedy. I wanted to be inside Henry's body, feeling those muscles from the inside out. And with the chronivac, I knew I could make it happen.

I activated the body swap function, and suddenly I was inside Henry's body, feeling his muscles flexing under my skin. Swapping with Henry was a strange and exhilarating experience. As I entered his body, I could feel the power of his muscles coursing through me, and it was a feeling like no other. I had always dreamed of being with him, and now it felt like I was living out that dream.

The taste of my own cum on my breath was strange, but it only served to heighten my arousal. I had always been a fan of oral sex, and tasting my own cum on Henry's lips was a new and exciting sensation.

But as I looked down at my new body, I realized something was wrong. The chronivac was still affecting Henry's body, and I was completely obedient to him.

Henry, now in my old body, grinned wickedly as he realized what had happened. He grabbed me by the shoulders, his grip strong and commanding. "You are now my obedient slave," he said, his voice dripping with pleasure.

I couldn't resist him, and I found myself on my knees, worshipping his muscles just as I had always dreamed of doing. And when Henry ordered me to suck his cock, I eagerly obeyed, my lips wrapped around his shaft as I pleasured him just as he had pleasured me.

Henry didn't hold back as he aggressively fucked me, using my body for his own pleasure. I was completely at his mercy, unable to resist his commands. And when he was finished with me, he wiped my memory, leaving me a happy, dumb slave with no will of my own.

He left me at the nearest roadside, to be used as a cum slut by any man who asked.

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"Come on Harry, let's play rock paper scissors to see who gets to use the stone first," I said, holding up the mysterious wishing stone we had found on our hike.

"Sure thing, Alex," Harry replied, readying his hand.

I won the first round and wished for us to be rich and smart. Harry followed suit, also wishing for wealth and intelligence. But as we continued to play, the competition between us grew.

"My turn again," I said, grinning at Harry. "I wish for you to be tall and muscular."

As I spoke the words, I watched as Harry's body began to change. His previously slender frame started to bulge and grow, muscles rippling and stretching under his skin. His arms became thick and strong, his chest and abs defined and chiseled. His legs became toned and powerful, his thighs bulging with raw strength.

Harry's transformation was a sight to behold, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal as I watched him grow into a towering hunk before my eyes. His previously narrow shoulders became broad and muscular, his biceps bulging as he flexed them. His previously small pecs swelled and grew, his nipples hardening as he ran his hands over his new body.

"Wow, I can't believe it," Harry said, flexing his muscles and admiring his new physique in the mirror.

"Well, it's my turn now," Harry said, using the stone to make me even more attractive. As I looked in the mirror, I couldn't believe the changes that had taken place in my appearance. My formerly average-looking face had become chiseled and handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline. My nose had become straight and sharp, my lips full and sensual. My hair had grown thick and luscious, falling in soft waves around my face.

But things took a turn when we both made jokes while holding the stone. Harry jokingly said were such "dumbasses", We didn't expect the stone to take his words literally, but suddenly we both felt our intelligence slipping away.

As the changes to my memory took place, I suddenly found myself forgetting everything I had ever learned. My thoughts became jumbled and disorganized, and I struggled to form coherent sentences. I couldn't remember anything from my past, including my education and career.

In my new memories, I had dropped out of school and was too stupid to hold down a job. I resorted to being an escort, using my body to make a living. But instead of feeling shame and embarrassment, I was cocky and arrogant about my new career. I remembered feeling confident and sexy as I strutted my stuff, turning heads wherever I went.

It wasn't until I used the stone again that things really got interesting. Being dumb, I jokingly said how gay we look right now. But as we looked at each other, we both suddenly felt a strong attraction to the other. My desire for Harry became overwhelmingly intense, and I couldn't resist using the stone to make him my slut.

"I wish for you to be my dumb, submissive slut," I said, feeling a surge of arousal as I imagined Harry wrapped around my cock, ready to do my bidding.

Harry blushed at the thought, but couldn't deny the thrill of submission. "Yes, sir," he said, his voice dripping with desire. "I'll be your horny little slut, ready to please you any way you want."

With all of his newfound muscle, he easily pinned me down and stole the stone from my grasp. "I wish for you to be a dominant alpha, one who only wants to fuck me," Harry said, his voice dripping with desire.

As the words left his mouth, I felt a sudden shift in my body and mind. My muscles grew even bigger and more defined, my chest and abs rippling with raw strength. I felt a surge of confidence and aggression, my desire for Harry becoming all-consuming.

But Harry wasn't done yet. Just before I could take him, he made one final wish. "I wish for you to have a 12-inch beer can thick cock and massive balls," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I couldn't believe the changes that took place in my groin. My already impressive member grew even bigger, the thickness and girth almost too much to handle. My balls swelled to enormous size, filled with an endless supply of cum. I could feel the power and intensity in my new member, ready to fuck Harry nonstop and cum every time.

I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed Harry and aggressively took him, pounding into him with my massive cock. He moaned and begged for more, his submissive desires driving him wild.

Fucking Harry was like nothing I had ever experienced before. His tight, muscular body was a perfect fit for my massive cock, and I couldn't get enough of the way he begged for more. As I pounded into him, I could feel every inch of my member sliding into him, the tightness and heat driving me wild.

As I approached my climax, I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. I erupted inside Harry, my cum filling him to the brim. As I filled him with my seed, we both made a wish that this moment would never end.

Suddenly, we found ourselves trapped in an endless loop of me fucking Harry and cumming inside him, our aggressive sex never stopping. Harry's ass was constantly filled with my cum, the splashing noises echoing in our ears as we got lost in the pleasure.

We were locked in this blissful state forever, never wanting to break free from the intense pleasure we were experiencing. The wishing stone had granted our desires in ways we never could have imagined, and we were both grateful to be trapped in this endless cycle of hardcore, aggressive sex.

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The Alpha

Here’s something a bit different today. One of the themes offered up over on my Patreon was the use of an anthro-husky character and some transformation elements which got me thinking. One of the recurring themes in my works is transformation, and yet I have not really done any human to anthro tf fics. (Not counting naga and monster boys) So I took this as a personal challenge to try something new. I hope you all enjoy how it turned out. 

Keep reading

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Goldilocks' Jock

“This night is great,” yelled Ciarán  as he finished another shot. The 25 year old was out celebrating his recent promotion with all his friends, on a work getaway. He was a dedicated and focused worker who had spent years trying to achieve this promotion. So when he arrived at the party that night, he didn't think twice about downing a few drinks.

As Ciarán entered the dance floor, he was extra careful not to bump into people with his mass. He had always been a bit on the hefty side, and his body hair was something of a running joke amongst his friends. But he didn't really care; he was comfortable in his own skin, and as long as he had his beer and his buddies, life was good.

The night was good and the party great, but his mood soured as he saw his office floor nemesis, Hannah. She butted heads with him on many occasions, and recently exploded, as she thought that his promotion was hers. She wasn’t a hard worker like he was, but she did do a fair bit, though she mostly got round on good looks, charming all the men in the office. 

“Nice party,” she said begrudgingly, sour at the occasion.

“Thanks,” He replied, cautiously, he didn’t want a fight here.

“Congrats on the promotion, Ciarán. How about we say cheers, to you,” She said, offering a drink to Ciarán who threw away his empty cup. He was taken aback by her response and attitude, but she was smart; perhaps she had gotten over it and knew that now he was her boss it was best to get on his good side.

They touched their cups and said their cheers and downed their drinks. But there was something different about this particular beverage. It tasted strange, and within minutes, Ciarán  began to feel an odd tingling sensation throughout his body.

He excused himself from the party and made his way to the bathroom, where he locked himself in a stall. What was happening to him? His skin felt like it was on fire, and he couldn't help but moan in pain.

But then, he noticed something else. His body hair was disappearing. At first, it was just a few stray strands falling out here and there, but then it was like someone had turned on a vacuum cleaner, sucking away every last bit of fuzz from his chest, and limbs.

Ciarán was horrified. He liked his hair; it was part of his identity. But as he watched his skin grow smooth and supple, he couldn't help but feel a little intrigued. He tentatively touched his belly, feeling the softness there. It was like he had a brand-new body.

But that was just the beginning. As he watched, his fat began to melt away, leaving him with a slimmer frame. He felt lighter, more agile, as if he could move with ease. But as he got used to his new look, He looked down at his stomach to see as a tight six pack rippled into place. He was shocked but still couldn't help but feel a little impressed.

And then came the muscles. They bulged and rippled across his arms, his biceps and triceps swelling with newfound strength. His thighs and calves grew thicker, more defined. Ciarán  had never been much of an athlete, but he could feel power coursing through his veins now, and it was intoxicating. All the while, his face was changing. His cheeks grew more defined, his jawline becoming more pronounced. His nose seemed to shrink, and his lips grew fuller. He felt like he was looking at a stranger in the mirror, someone who was handsome and confident, someone he almost didn't recognize.

Ciarán began to feel unsettled though, as much as he loved the muscles, it wasn’t him, he was a hairy bear not a gym bro. He tried to resist the changes, to cling to the body he had always known. But as each transformation occurred, he couldn't help but feel a little exhilarated. He was becoming someone new, someone better. Finally, the process seemed to be over. Ciarán was left standing there, naked and vulnerable, his old body a distant memory. He looked at himself in the mirror, taking in his new form. He was muscular and toned, with a body that any athlete would envy. And his face was handsome, with chiseled features and clear skin.

As Ciarán 's physical transformation reached its peak, something strange was happening to his mind. He had always been a hardworking and intelligent guy, with a keen interest in politics and current events. But as his muscles grew, he felt a strange fog descending over his brain. He found himself struggling to concentrate on anything that wasn't related to his new body. He spent hours in front of the mirror, admiring his toned physique and flexing his biceps. He stopped reading the news and stopped caring about the world around him. All he cared about now was how he looked and how much weight he could lift.

Ciarán tried to resist the change, to hold onto the person he used to be. But it was like he was fighting against his own body, against the chemicals and hormones that were driving him towards a new identity. At first, he was alarmed by the changes in his mind. He felt like he was losing something important, like a part of his soul was slipping away. He tried to remember his favourite books and documentaries, but he found himself getting bored and distracted, unable to focus for more than a few minutes at a time.

But then something strange happened. He started to enjoy his new interests, the ones that had replaced his old ones. He loved talking about his workout routine and comparing his gains with other guys at the gym. He loved scrolling through Instagram and checking out pictures of other fitness enthusiasts. He found himself becoming more and more shallow, more interested in appearances and aesthetics than anything else. He started to talk differently, using words like "bro" and "dude" instead of his usual more formal language. He even started to dress differently, trading in his dress shirts and slacks for tank tops and shorts.

“Fuck yeah, bro, I wonder how much these new puppies can lift,” He said to himself in the mirror as he flexed uncontrollably.

Ciarán  was horrified by the person he was becoming. He felt like he was losing himself, like the person he had been was disappearing beneath a layer of muscle and vanity. But he couldn't stop himself. The rush of endorphins he felt after a hard workout, the compliments he received on his physique, they were all too addictive.

He tried to tell himself that this was just a phase, or a nightmare, that he would come back to his old self eventually. But the more time passed looking at the reflection in the mirror, the less sure he was of that. He was becoming a gym bro, one of those guys he used to mock and make fun of. And he didn't know how to stop it.

Ciarán still had moments of clarity, moments when he remembered who he used to be and how much he had valued his intelligence and interests. But those moments were becoming fewer and farther between. He was losing himself, piece by piece, and he didn't know how to get himself back.

‘Must remember who I was? Big hairy bear, promotion, fuck I can bounce my pecs’ he thought to himself trying to remember.

As if losing his intelligence and interests weren't enough, Ciaran's sexuality was also changing. He had been an outspoken activist for the LGBTQ+ community, proud of his identity as a gay man. But as he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, watching his body morph into something new, his mind began to wander in a different direction.

He found himself thinking about girls more and more often, about their curves and their softness. He felt a strange pull towards them, one he couldn't explain. At first, he tried to ignore it, to push it aside and hold onto his identity as a gay man. But the more he resisted, the stronger the pull became. Ciarán found himself becoming more and more attracted to girls, both physically and emotionally. He loved their feminine curves, the way their bodies felt against his. He loved their softness, the way they smelled and tasted. He found himself wanting to be with girls more and more often, to explore their bodies and experience the pleasure of intimacy.

He tried to fight against these new desires, to hold onto his old identity as a gay man. But the more he resisted, the more repulsed he became to his old attractions. He found himself feeling disgusted by the thought of being with another man, something that had once been so natural and pleasurable. Instead, he became obsessed with breeding, with the idea of making as many offspring as possible. He felt a primal urge to procreate, to pass on his newly acquired physical traits to as many children as possible. He wanted to find a girl to settle down with, to start a family and continue his legacy.

Ciarán was horrified by these new desires, by the way his mind and body were changing. He struggled to battle against the changes, to hold onto his old identity as a gay man. But the more he resisted, the more he felt like he was losing himself.

He felt like he was betraying the community he had been a part of, the people he had fought for and supported. He felt like he was turning his back on everything he had believed in, becoming something he had once hated. But the pull towards girls was too strong. He couldn't resist it forever. And as he gave in, as he allowed himself to explore these new desires, he felt himself becoming more and more distant from his old identity. He was becoming someone new, someone he didn't recognize or understand. And he didn't know how to stop it.

���Agh, no, I can’t become this’ He thought to himself in a moment of clarity.

Ciarán stumbled out of the bathroom, still reeling from the changes he had undergone. He was unsure of himself, of who he was becoming, but he knew he needed a drink. He made his way to the bar and ordered a vodka soda, downing it in one go. A part of him screamed to try and reclaim his lost self, while his conscious self was heavily intoxicated, partly by the changes and his new feelings and also by the drinking.

“Hey there handsome,” came a familiar but sinister tone. It was Hannah. Ciarán turned to look at her. In his clarity he knew all this was related to her somehow. But as he stared at her, he found himself falling for her charm. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. As she watched him fall, a large sinister grin grew on her face.

“Hey, Hannah, how about I get you a drink?” he replied, attempting seduction with his new masculine tone. Hannah nodded happily, before he ordered her favourite drink as if knew it by memory.

They chatted, and as they did Ciaran's eyes kept wandering down to her curves, her soft skin, her inviting smile. He felt a stirring in his loins, a primal urge to take her, to breed her. But throughout this, a part of him screamed to stop, as if he knew something was wrong and he needed to get away. This voice was no match for his new urge though, without thinking, he took her by the hand. 

“Oh, Ciarán , where are we going?” she asked in a dumb sarcastic tone, as if she knew. Ciarán heard her but didn’t want to answer, his mind was a warzone, one side screaming to stop and the other to give in to this new primal urge.  

He led her back to his room. The room was dimly lit, with a bed in the center and a few candles scattered around. Ciarán wasted no time, pulling her towards him and kissing her deeply. He explored her mouth as if he had done it a hundred times before.

As they kissed, he felt his body changing again, his muscles bulging and his skin becoming slick with sweat. He could feel his cock growing harder and longer, throbbing with need.

He pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. He felt her warmth against his cock, felt her wetness inviting him in.

“Noooo, Stop, I can’t become this!!!!!” His old self screamed at him to stop, to remember who he was and what he believed in. 

“Fuckin fag, must fuck hole, tight hole, must breed” But the primal urge was too strong. Ciarán couldn't resist the pull of his new desires, and he gave in to the pleasure of breeding.

He thrust into her, feeling her tightness around him as he moved in and out. He could feel his muscles rippling with each thrust, his abs and pecs tightening and relaxing.

“Fuck I ain’t becom… I ain’t a… Fuck I ain’t a fag, need to fuck… no stop,” he screamed again, his old self was now giving into the new straight bro, which was focused on doing one thing now.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, feeling her body respond to his touch. He could hear her moaning, begging him to go deeper, to take her harder.

“Ahhh, fuck no I can’t be… I can’t lose… I… I’m gonna fucking blow in this bitch,” Ciarán yelled in his mind as the dumb straight bro claimed his victory of the intelligent gay bear, who’s resistance was wavered and vanished. 

As they reached the peak of pleasure, Ciarán felt a surge of energy shoot through his body. He knew he was about to release his seed, to breed her and make her carry his offspring. With one final thrust, he erupted inside her, feeling his hot seed fill her up. His new self was in control now, and he was no longer the intelligent, interesting guy he used to be. He was now nothing but a hot gym bro, driven by the primal urge to breed and create as many offspring as possible. 

Hannah looked over at her new boyfriend. Ciarán had been a pain before, stealing her promotion and annoying her around the office by being better at everything, but now he was her boytoy. Even though Ciarán had been reduced to this, however, he still managed to outdo her in success, becoming an instagram personal trainer, raking in millions of views and thousands of dollars, while she yet again failed to score her promotion, simply submitting to his success and desire to breed.

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Artist: Mancolossal

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