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[needofcuddles-tf]

For My Amusement

Body possession is fun, don’t get me wrong. Like, sure, possessing other people is great and all, but hear me out for a sec. You wanna know what’s really fun? Swapping the bodies of other people and watching them adjust to their new lives. 

Here’s the latest body I’m currently possessing. This guy was taking selfies in the car when I found him. Poor guy, I doubt he would’ve left himself so vulnerable if he knew I was in the area. He was so fixated on his own image that I managed to slip right inside him without even breaking a sweat! 

It was a fun week going out to the club with a little Latino flair, but now I was bored and desperately in need of entertainment. 

I drove back to his house and started coming up with a plan. First, I took the time to get to know some of his neighbors. That was when I met his next door neighbor, Mr Roland Brown. He was an older African American gentleman who had definitely seen better days. He was a widower inside that big house. Though he could still take care of himself for the most part, I had seen numerous family members come to his house to help prepare him for when they’re not there. I met Roland when I was out sunbathing in my front yard and he had asked me to get his mail for him, as his knee was acting up again and he didn’t want to push himself. He was a kind man, the poster boy for sweet, wholesome grandfathers.

Compared to the youthful and arrogant Guatemalan Javier Ramirez, Roland was as opposite as I was going to find within a short time frame. That was when I decided to switch the two.

On the day of the swap, I stood in Javier’s living room and readied myself for the big moment. I stepped out of Javier, which caused him to fall backwards onto the floor. He looked up at me, visibly dazed after suddenly regaining control of his own body.

“H-huh? What happened…?” he asked me.

I didn’t bother answering him. Instead, I reached into his chest and pulled out his soul. His body went limp as it lost a soul to inhibit it. Then, with my free hand pointed in the direction of Roland’s house, I focused my energy into pulling Roland’s spirit out of his body. His spirit came to me within seconds, and now I was in possession of two human souls. I proceeded to let Roland’s soul sink into Javier’s body and chuck Javier’s into Roland’s body. I had to guess where exactly Roland’s unconscious body was, though honestly I didn’t care what happened to him. Roland inside Javier’s body was my main interest with this swap. 

I hid myself away in the house as I saw Roland starting to wake up inside his new body. Naturally, he freaked out when he saw himself in a new body. I laughed to myself as I watched him try to figure out what happened. Though admittedly, it warmed my cold heart to see this old man smile so brightly inside a new, young body. He kept walking around and doing pointless movements. No doubt he was happy to be so mobile again.

But, unfortunately for me, even the heartwarming sight of seeing an old man enjoy his new young body got pretty boring after a while. I spent a whole day observing Roland and nothing exciting happened! He didn’t explore his new house, he didn’t explore his new body, or even question how the body happened! He just kept doing random exercises… Boring!

That was when I had to step in again to spice things up. Roland was busy touching and pinching his new stomach when I reappeared. His eyes grew wide at the sight of me.

“Who are you!?” he shouted at me. I swiftly moved closer to him and kissed him square on the lips. I caught Roland off guard, though I noticed him kissing back after a couple of seconds. He was a pretty good kisser, but I had business to attend to first. 

I slipped my tongue into Roland’s mouth as we kissed. I could hear Roland moaning but I stayed focused. Every time our lips separated, I made sure to leave as much saliva as I could inside Roland’s mouth. Then, before Roland could say anything, I kissed him again. I felt Roland swallow my spit as we kept kissing. Perfect, just what I wanted to happen. 

Even though I already got Roland to swallow my spit, I decided we could keep making out for my own amusement. Roland was pretty into it, I wondered if his libido had reawakened thanks to being inside a younger body again. I don’t think Roland even noticed what was happening to his body as we kept making out. I gave Roland a little upgrade via my saliva. Though Javier’s was already pretty slim, I decided to bulk him with some muscle. I felt that change when Roland’s frisky hands started getting a stronger grip on my waist. I also gave Roland a thicker, longer beard too. That one was obvious to notice as Javier’s beard kept getting scruffier as we kissed. The last change I gave Roland was harder to notice, but I was sure that transformation made it through too. 

The doorbell rang, interrupting our little make out session. Roland looked annoyed as he pulled away from me to answer the door. I stayed behind him as he opened the front door, and I noticed Roland had a little more kick to his stride. I bet the confidence boost I gave him was already kicking in.

“That’s him! He’s the motherfucker that stole my body! Give it back you little shit!” I heard Roland’s old voice cursing out the new Roland. I looked over new Roland’s shoulder and saw his old body pissed off and in a wheelchair. Roland would never cuss! No doubt Javier’s soul made it to its intended destination.

“Grandpoppy, please!” I heard a young woman’s voice, and saw walking up to the door. “I’m sorry to bother you sir. My grandfather’s been rambling about some sort of body swap today. I know he likes stories, and I was playing along with it, but I didn’t think he’d actually come over here!”

“Don’t worry about it, Miss, my grandparents are pretty senile too. You know what age does to the brain.” Roland responded with a genuinely warm smile, something I’ve never seen Javier do.

“Bitch, fuck you! Give me back my body!”

“Grandpa!! I’m sorry,” the young woman grabbed onto the wheelchair. “So sorry to bother you sir. Let’s go home Grandpa, I knew staying by yourself was a bad idea.”

“Wait, nooooo!” Javier screamed as he was rolled away. And that was the last I ever saw him.

Roland waved the two goodbye and shut the door. He then turned around to face me, smirked and promptly took off his shirt.

“You ready to worship Daddy’s hairy body? You like this beard, don’t you?”

Roland ran his fingers through the longer beard I gave him and seductively bit his lips. The pinch of sexual dominance I added to Roland’s otherwise gentle personality was shining through. 

“Take me Daddy…” I said as Roland then proceeded to stick a finger in my mouth. I was more involved in this body swap than I cared for, but I gladly accepted the end results. Another successful body swap done.

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Just Like Him

Lewis stood in front of his bathroom mirror with an ancient tome full of magic spells in hand. He had stolen it from an antique bookstore just the other day. All it took was slipping the book into his jacket as he walked out the door. Now, a world full of powerful magic opened up to him- and without ANY restrictions.

Lewis grinned as he mentally rehearsed the incantation he was about to cast. He couldn't decide what spell to cast first, but after hitting the gym that morning, Lewis knew exactly which one he wanted to use. He wanted to steal the appearance of the handsome gym bro he saw at the gym. In Lewis' mind, Darwin was the embodiment of a perfect man. Good looks, bulky body, cute face with a full beard... No doubt a man like him could get any woman or man he wanted. Lewis knew he liked Darwin from the moment he saw him. But his attraction went beyond just the physical. His lust was infused with intense envy. Lewis wanted nothing more to become Darwin and was ready to use magic to accomplish that. Surely, his luck in the dating world would increase tenfold with a body and face like Darwin's.

Feeling determined, Lewis took a quick breath then set the book down. He focused on his reflection in the mirror, then recited the spell from the ancient tome.

serised ym fo tcejbo eht emoceb i llit ydob ym mrofsnart wen eht htiw ni dlo eht htiw tou

Once he recited the last syllable, a wave of nausea hit him like a semi truck. His face tingled as stubble along his jawline came in. Lewis was never able to grow much facial hair, but that changed thanks to the magic spell. Stubble soon became a full beard and thick mustache as seconds on the clock ticked away. Lewis smirked at himself as his face morphed to match his gym crush. Within minutes, his original face was gone and in its place was the hot Filipino Darwin.

Then, he felt a sudden tenderness in his chest area. Lewis had always been a rather thin, flat-chested man. His pectoral muscles were growing at an explosive speed. Lewis bounced in place his pecs grew heavier and heavier, causing them to jiggle from their newfound heft. Loud, whiny moans left Lewis' lips as he pinched his sensitive nips. His torso thickened up with mass too until his body filled in the baggy wife beater he was wearing. Yet despite growing bigger, his body fat percentage remained low, giving Lewis the physique of a big, cuddly man with visible ab lines but still had plenty for a lover to grab and play with.

"OHHHH FUCKK MANNN!!!"

Lewis cried out with delight as he felt a surge of blood rush to his groin. No doubt it was just a physical reaction to the magic hitting the lower half of his body. He became fully erect within seconds, but something felt inexplicably off. Lewis was blessed with a well-endowed cock. He knew how his big tool sat in his pants when he was hard. It didn't feel the same this time. With bated breath, Lewis pulled out his underwear and took a peek at his- or rather, Darwin's tool. His jaw dropped when he saw his once 7.5 inch monster shrink until it was just slightly below average at around 5 inches.

"What the fuck? Nooo..."

Lewis was powerless to stop the shrinking. He wanted to become an exact copy of Darwin after all, and like a computer program, the spell he cast was just doing its job.

But while Lewis was focused on his new package, his butt began growing bigger and rounder until he had the perfect bubble butt of a man who never skipped leg day at the gym. The elastic waistbands of his briefs and sweats stretched out a bit as they had to accommodate his new dump truck. Darwin had an ass that turned heads when he walked into the room. Lewis himself knew how true this was. He couldn't help but take a good, long look or two (or three) as Darwin hit his squats. But as mouthwatering Darwin's butt was, Lewis was a total top. He was more interested in putting Darwin's tool to work than having someone lay it down on him.

Or so he thought. As his ass became the perfect size and firmness, Lewis' thought patterns began changing too. Suddenly, all he could think about was finding a long, girthy cock to tame his hungry hole. Dreams and ideals of a monogamous relationship were erased from his mind and in their place was Darwin's burning desire as a power bottom to be used and bred by any attractive man he came across. Just imagining taking backstrokes from a gang of big, strong men making his cheeks clap with every thrust was enough to make Lewis drip with pre. Soon enough, Lewis had become a perfect copy of Darwin just like he wanted. Both in body, and in horny mind.

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Aww this was both hot and sweet!!!

BFB

I honestly can’t help it. We all grew up together but when we finished high school we all went to different colleges. My best friend had a twin brother, he was always around for the ride with us but he wasn’t very outgoing himself. Samantha and Ramses, or as their family and I knew them Sam & Ram. They were attached since birth but never really got annoyed of each other and once they met me it was almost like they had a cousin with them all the time. But alas we didn’t know when college would come, we would all choose different schools.

That first year apart from each other was hard on Ram. We all missed each other all the time but Ram became so isolated once he didn’t mesh with anyone at his new school like us. So I convinced him to transfer so at least he and I could be closer again.

I waited at the train station looking for his arrival time. Jesus it was freezing cold and just as I thought I found the train time, I felt a very strong hug from behind.

“Hiram, I’m so happy to see you!” Ram said almost gasping from air with excitement.

I turned around to see that beautiful face I’ve known the majority of my life but something was off.

“My Rammy the vibes have not been right without you in my life! You’re looking so trim?!” I blurted.

“Oh yeah well when I couldn’t really find my tribe or whatever I just kinda stayed to myself and went to the campus fitness center, I guess I’m a little more fit from the last time we saw each other.” Ram shyly shrugged in front of one of his best friends.

I can’t believe it, I’ve literally never thought it. Ugh it’s only being human but I can’t believe I think he’s hot. Sammy made me swear we’d never date anyone in each others family when we were kids, which in retrospect is so unfair because I don’t have siblings or even cousins around our age.

I’m not supposed to like him…but his clothes just fit him so nicely now. His jawline is significantly more carved than before. Like a marble statue, but I-

“Hello? Earth to Hiram? I asked you what you thought of the pizza?”

“Oh…yeah…it’s good, but I’ve had better. Sorry I should’ve taken you somewhere better than this.”

“What? No this is fine I just like catching up with you. I’ve missed you so much. Oh hey Sammy’s not far from here we should hit her up some time and have a true reunion!”

And so we started planning a real reunion in our group chat. But I was doing research on the side. My desire for Rammy wasn’t going away and I wanted to do something about it. More than anything I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship and needed to get rid of these feelings. Witchcraft could be the answer...but is it even real? Maybe a love spell? Who am I kidding.

Ram was staying with me for the semester until he decided if he wanted to stay long term or go home. He was getting back into his gym flow and thought since he was back with his best friend maybe I would want to join him at the gym. Unfortunately, sweating and sweating in front of people is my biggest pet peeve. But fortunately for Rammy, I was weak for him and his doe-eyed requests.

The clear jock and his lanky tall best friend made their way to the campus fitness center ready to embark on a workout that almost obliterated me. I did my best to keep up with Ram, but I was woefully unprepared. Ramses didn't mind, he was just happy to be around someone again.

I made my way to the showers when I stupidly and accidentally dropped my phone and as I stilted my way back up my eyes made their first contact, from afar, with an unsheathed and marvelous view of Rammy's newly muscled body.

Jesus....Christ....I don't know if I can see my little Rammy as my best friends brother anymore than I can as a sexy fine ass piece of meat. And we're already best friends so technically he already loves me...I just gotta find a way to make it more than platonic.

THAT LOVE SPELL! I remember seeing it during my side research. I think it could definitely be the answer but is it wrong to twist my best friend's emotions like this? Fuck it, my horniness was clearly at the wheel and the brakes were CUT.

Ram invited me back to work out with him the following day and I gleefully accepted. My plan was to get the materials I needed the night before so that the next time we were gym bro-ing it up he'd confess his newfound romantic love for me under the lust of our sweaty musk.

A bit of his beautiful curls, some of the sweat from his gym clothes, and his full legal name were all I needed. That night I began the incantation and hoped I did it with enough time to work by the morning training session.

"Amor aeternus omnes rogamus. praeterita negligunt, haec vera sunt. Ramses Juan Sanchez rem quam vere adoras amplectuntur, ut una vera identitas." I slowly and quietly enchanted outside Rammy's room with my broken interpretation of Latin.

A dim pink light glowed throughout the apartment as I read the spell. Fate had alternative plans, well the correct ones but my broken understanding led to a broke interpretation of what the spell did exactly.

I woke up in my lanky body, to my dismay but I maybe the spell needed more time to cook. I made my way to the fitness center to meet Ram after he got a head start on the morning. That's when my head began to start spinning. I made it inside and passed out inside of a changing room stall.

Almost immediately I was whisked awake, no jolted into....

The brisk pace on the treadmill woke me up first, then I realized my tanned legs were also going in motion without a conscious thought. Then I looked down to see Rammy's phone recording Ram. Wait me? Wait I'm Ram? But the spell was supposed to make him love me romantically not change me into him?

"Uh what's going on?" a familiar voice said behind me.

I turned around to see a reflection of my former self behind me, I got spooked and tripped off the treadmill. He may be in my body but he still knew how to channel that signature Ramses doe-eyed look. I couldn't lie to him, we were best friends. So I told him the truth about virtually everything. The spell, the sudden realization that I found him attractive, the whole lot.

"Dork, you could've told me you liked me from the jump. I always like spending time with you, I think it was only natural if one of both of us started developing feelings." he said shyly.

We spent the afternoon researching the spell I used and after several clumsy translations figured out what went "wrong".

"The spell turns you into someone you already love...Ram is there anything you have to confess now?" I asked my reflection.

"Well I told you one or both of us started developing feelings." he blushed in response.

I took uncharacteristic charge and pulled him in for a kiss as we sat on our couch. A special level of eroticism rushed over us. Who gets to make out with themselves? This was a hidden desire come to realization. We both knew ourselves so well it was almost cosmic feeling each of us hitting the spots we knew would turn us on most. He expertly gripped my new beefy chest and swirled my sensitive nipples as I moaned louder than I normally would. After a few minutes I brutishly flipped him over and pulled down his sweats expertly gripping a cute ass. I began eating him out making him squeal like a little bitch. I knew this was how I would get turned on the most in my former body.

We kept expertly examining each others bodies but decided to hold off on actually having sex. Our guilt kicked in, what do we tell Sam? We spit balled a few ideas before deciding to call it and spent the night cuddling before going to sleep. But I couldn't end like that.

I snuck into the restroom and continued my self-examination. It may be wrong but to me it was right.

I ripped my shirt off before moving onto squeezing my new pecs again. I tried to contain my moaning but Rammy's so sensitive apparently. My mind rushed again and as one hand gripped and circled my nipple, my other hand moved down below my shorts. Woah. This violated some line for sure but oh my god. He's huge. Like I always fantasized he'd give boyfriend dick, not to long not to think but this. This is wreck my life dick. And it's all mine right now. I bucked my hips and began thrusting into my beefy hands. Ohhhhhhhhh. Honestly if "Hiram" woke up right now I wouldn't even care before someone would have to finish me off. I don't care if its me or "me". Maybe a warm throat would be better than my ha.......unhh. Ohhh I'm coming.

Just then my former hand flipped me around surprising me...how long was he?

He took his former dick out of my hand and immediately went down as I climaxed. Pulse after pulse heading down his throat...he's living my dream for me while made me almost climax a 2nd time immediately. Oh wait no I am. There was a clear stop, when I felt it coming again and I took my hands and rammed his head down again. When the 2nd rush finished gooing down the side of his mouth I pulled him up to kiss him and clean him off.

"Don't keep that from me again 'Rammy'" my former body said to me with a chilling smirk.

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Flamer Premium

/muscle growth, bottom to top, suggestion, jockification

Lee never understood why he couldn't get matches on Flamer, he was cute enough, skinny, short, an okay ass, he didn't get it. He stared at his giant brown eyes on his profile as a banner ad came up.

Upgrade to Flamer Premium to find more matches! Starting as cheap as 20 dollars per week. We guarantee that you'll find a perfect match.

"Fuck it, what could I lose?" He thought as he payed for the subscription. As soon as he did his phone completely blew up with likes from people, it was instantaneous. Maybe he just payed for a bunch of bots.

As he scrolled through them as one caught his eye,

Jack 24

Cute, a little skinny but toned, handsome.

As he scrolled through his profile it said that he was a botony major, cute! He thought why not and swiped right.

It's a match!

"Sup cutie, didn't think you'd swipe right on me haha"

"Hey :) Why wouldn't I?"

"You're just way out of my league haha"

Lee was confused, if anything Jack was the one that was out of his league.

"Care to explain?"

"Well for starters, your height. I didn't know if youd be into someone that's a foot shorter than you"

Lee checked Jack's height, 5'5. He scoffed, they were the exact same height.

"Its hard to find someone taller than 6'6 lol, im not too picky. Plus, i love a height difference <3

"Do you like a size difference too? Your muscles are so sculpted, do you go to the gym like everyday?"

Okay he had to be joking now, sure he had been blessed with height but he always struggled with putting on any muscle.

"Pretty much haha, about 5 days a week, i force myself to take a break on the weekends."

"It shows, hey I know its Saturday but how bout you come over and workout with me stud? But that thing is hugeeeeeeeeeee"

Lee brushed his hand down his abs and started to massage himself. His member was only about 3 inches hard and he was a little self concious about it.

"Wanna find out first hand?"

He sent a picture of himself flexing, this usually set these twinks off. It'd be no time until his little 15 inch soda can thick python would come out of its cage.

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Jason was tired of being berated by his bully Chaz, but what could he do? Chaz was double his size and had the build of a bull. The school day had just started, and Chaz was already there making fun of the small weedy nerd. Suddenly, something came over him, he couldnt control his body. It was like he was possessed. Everyone around the two stopped, they were disconnected from time, the busy school hallway now lifeless as if they had turned into mannequins.

Jason's posture corrected itself as he looked up at Chaz.

"You said i was a pussy?"

A feeling like the vibration of a bell hit Chaz. He chuckled at Jason's confidence, but there was a part of him that was scared for some reason.

"The last time i checked, I wasn't the one trying to bully the gay kid because he's soooo repressed."

Jason forcefully cupped Chaz's manhood as it chubbed. Chaz was fuming but he couldnt move.

"H-how are you doing this?" His voice quivering.

"Im not doing anything, I'm just bringing out who you were meant to be, Chazzy."

The smaller asian boy's hand gripped tighter as Chaz felt his entire body go limp. It was horrifically painful but also euphoric.

"Does it feel good bitch?" Jason's voice came out deeper, cutting through Chaz like butter.

Chaz whimpered as his body started to deflate.

Jason let go of his crotch as he slammed Chaz against the lockers with superhuman strength. Jason went onto his knees as he pulled down Jason's pants.l, massaging his member.

Fitting into his mouth skillfully he bobbed up and down, Jason took pleasure watching the taller bleach blonde jock's abs start to lose definition as his arm flailed against the locker in bliss.

"Oh pleassseee.... Jason.... fuck.." he stiffled his words, barely audible as his whimpers manifested.

He came as his testorone drained out of him, avlanching down Jason as he licked his lips clean.

As he stood to his full height he was now the same height- if not taller- than Chaz. Jason felt himself start to get hard.

"Wow you look like even more of a bitch now."

Jason said, his deep voice reverberating through the hallway as he inched taller, his think wire frame started to fill out and memories of being on sports teams started to implant themselves in his memory. On the flipside Chaz was started to forget his memories of being an athlete, only the faggy quiet kid in the corner of the class.

Jason pulled his shorts down as his member flopped out, him not noticing how much bigger it had gotten.

"Its like it gets bigger eveytime i see it...." chaz said drooling. He was right, his tool was now at least 9 inches long partially hard. Chaz reached out to touch it as Jason immediately gripped his wrist.

"And what do you think you're doing boy? You only touch when i tell you to."

"Y-yes sorry.... sir"

"Goodboy." He puffed out. Their veins faintly glowed as chaz's mass flowed into Jason. His pecs balloning as his hands and arms became much bigger.

The tall 6'8 asian let go of the blonde man's small limp wrist as his attention diverted to his member.

"Tell me, have you ever seen an asian guy this big before?" He wrapped his hand around his soda can thick third leg and started slowly pumping.

"No sir."

"Do you want to get a close look?"

Jason smiled his charming signature smile as twink Chaz nodded ferociously.

"Good, now get that ass over here."

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Loved this!

Punishment

Peter’s cousin Miles was a well-known hypnotist. While many dismissed him as another scam artist looking to make a quick buck, he was the real deal. With just 10 minutes and the sound of his gentle voice, Miles could even convince a fish it was actually a bird if he wanted to! 

Peter knew how powerful his cousin’s hypnosis skills were. He saw what he could do and wanted to try it for himself. Luckily for Peter, his cousin readily agreed to teach him a thing or two about hypnosis. Miles warned him to never misuse his skills, but of course, Peter merely shrugged off his warnings. 

The basics of hypnosis were fairly straightforward. First, the subject needed to be in a relaxed state of mind. Second, the hypnotist must guide the subject into the inner depths of their mind until they enter into a true hypnotic state. Sort of like giving directions to someone with a blindfold on. Third, the hypnotist offers suggestions to the entranced subject. If the subject accepts the suggestion, then the hypnotist must create a code word that will allow the subject to switch in and out of their altered state of being. Easy to learn, but difficult to master.

Once Peter got the hang of it, he wasted no time in showing his best friend Luis his new skills. Naturally, once Luis saw just how powerful hypnosis was, he wanted in on the fun too. He asked how to hypnotize someone and Peter happily taught him the ropes. Together, Peter and Luis decided to use hypnosis to get whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. They quickly became a selfish, power-hungry duo with their newfound abilities. Money, women, and alcohol. All it took was one conversation with a naive target and suddenly everything they could ever want was right at their fingertips. Peter and Luis believed they had become unstoppable! 

But surely enough, Peter’s cousin soon caught wind of their reckless antics. He was disgusted by their misuse of such a sacred art and, more importantly, he felt betrayed by someone who shared his bloodline. He was outraged! And so, Miles decided to deal out a punishment to the two misbehaving hypnotists. He invited them both over to his house for a night of video games and beer. They accepted the invitation and quickly made themselves at home without any hesitation. While Peter and Luis were busy enjoying themselves with free alcohol, Miles got straight to work performing his mental magic. 

“How are you guys doing? Are you comfortable? I wanna make sure I’m being a good host.”

“You’re doing great, primo! I feel right at home here,” Peter answered.

“Yeah man! Thanks for having us over,” Luis chimed in. He stretched and let out a yawn. “I feel like I could just fall asleep right here on this couch.” 

“That’s good! I’m glad to hear it. Please gentlemen, my house is your house. Feel free to kick your feet up. Take a deep breath too, let the stress roll off your shoulders.”

They did exactly as Miles suggested without question. They put their feet up on the nearby table and took a deep breath. In… Out… Relax. It was such an ordinary command, and Miles delivered it so subtly, that both Peter and Luis failed to realize they had already fallen into his trap. 

With every word Peter’s cousin spoke, they became entranced in a deep state of relaxation. Any and all thoughts they had were silenced, leaving behind only a fuzzy, gray feeling. Their eyes had a glazed over look to them. The lights were on, but clearly nobody was home anymore. All they could focus on was the sound of Miles’ voice. Their minds were wiped clean. A blank canvas, and with Miles holding the only paintbrush. 

“You are such good friends,” Miles started. “I think it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that you two are best friends for life! Am I wrong?”

“No, sir…” Peter and Luis answered in a low, sluggish voice. 

“Wow! That’s amazing, but you know, I can’t help but wonder if maybe there’s something even deeper between you two than just being good friends. Perhaps… something sexual?” 

“Nrghh…” 

“Ughhh…”

Peter and Luis moaned as they began moving restlessly in their seats. Miles grinned at the sight of them squirming from his words.

“That’s right… You both very clearly like each other. Personally, I think it’s time you both give in to your true feelings for one another. Does that sound like a good idea?” Miles asked with a smirk.

“Yes, sir…”  they answered in unison. Their hands moved to the other man’s crotch and grabbed it. They massaged each other until they both had tall tents forming in their pants. 

“I think you two are going to be very good boyfriends from now on. In fact, you two should leave the hypnosis world behind. You won’t need hypnosis when you have each other!”

“Ohhh fuckk… That feels sooo good…!” Luis groaned. 

“I fucking love you man… I wanna feel you deep inside of me…!!” Peter moaned. He was panting and salivating like a hungry dog.

“Okay, my friends, whenever you hear the word ‘hypnosis,’ I want you two to remember just how much you love each other. You’re both insanely attracted to each other’s bodies, so don’t be afraid to express it!” 

Miles clapped his hands as loud as he could until both Peter and Luis woke up from their shared trance. They woke up groggy and unsure of what just happened. Yet, despite their severe confusion, all they could focus on was how handsome the man sitting next to them was. They leaned in and shared a deep kiss. Miles let them make out for a few seconds before throwing a couple of game controllers at them. 

“Hey man!! Are we gonna play or are y’all just gonna fuck on my couch!?”

Peter grinned, then grabbed the controller to join the game. Luis followed suit. As they played, Miles dropped a quick test question. 

“Hey Peter, how’s it going with your hypnosis skills? You getting any better yet?”

“Argh!”

“Unnnhh!!”

Both Peter and Luis let out an obscenely loud moan as they felt a sudden warmth growing in their bodies. 

“Uhh… To be honest, I gave up practicing hypnosis. I don’t really need it.” Peter answered. Miles merely nodded.

They tried to ignore their mutual lust for each other and just continue playing the game, but the growing members in their pants gave them away. All Peter could think about was Luis’ thick, hairy cock dripping with precum. It drove him mad and Luis knew it! He smirked as he watched his boyfriend gyrate his hips into the couch cushions. He was itching for his dick as much as he was hungry for his sweet, tight hole!

Peter eventually threw the game just to end it quickly. 

“Damn, I lost!! Oh well. Hey, Miles, could I ask you to grab us a pizza? I’ll pay of course.”

Miles turned to his cousin. He saw the hungry lust burning in his eyes and internally smiled. 

“Sure Pete, I’ll be right back.”

As soon Miles stepped out of his house, he heard loud kissing and groaning coming from his house. No doubt it was Peter and Luis ripping their clothes off of each other’s bodies. Miles grinned. His little plan had worked. There were two less selfish hypnotists in the world. And now he had a free pizza to celebrate his success.

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... dumb stoned gooner can't stop edging his horny cock dumb stoned gooner can't stop edging his horny cock dumb stoned gooner can't stop edging his horny cock dumb stoned gooner can't stop edging his horny cock dumb stoned gooner can't stop edging his horny cock...

Sounds like you’ve gotten pretty firmly transformed reading my stories. You’ve probably been zoned out for hours, reading my blog with your cock in your hand, your bloodshot eyes glazing over as you bate and drool and read…

Huh? I can detect just a hint of a curse. Pot smoke. Since when did I have a lit joint in my hand?

Fuuuuuck, that feels good, bro. My body feels all warm and fuzzy and horny, huhuhu. Now time to get to work…take another hit, yeah.

Where’d my shirt go? Damn, all this chest hair feels nice to run my fingers through. Watch me pop my pecs. I’ll give you a blissed-out stoner grin, bro. This is what life’s all about. Hold on, lemme finish this joint.

Phew, it’s hot in here. I’m toootally dripping in sweat, nice n musky stoner lmao. I’d give you a taste, but I’m soooo horny. I gotta jerk off first. I’ll just be a minute, I’m gonna read a few stories and I’ll cum asap.

Ohhh, this feels so good. What’s better than this? Jerking my cheesy stoner cock and sniffing my rank, hairy pits while reading tf stories. I’m just a dumb stoned gooner with a horny cock. Dumb stoned gooner with a horny cock.

Dumb stoned gooner can’t stop edging his horny cock dumb stoned gooner can’t stop edging his horny cock…

Go on, take a hit off that joint in your hand ;)

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I bet that the himbo maker is popular with trans guys frustrated with medical gatekeeping and the slow speed of changes on hrt!

To be honest, Himbo Maker doesn’t really understand trans guys all that well. After all, by the end of their conversation, the guy tells Himbo Maker how much of a big dumb himbo he’s always been.

Injection day always leaves you feeling jittery. Another dose of testosterone in your system, slowly driving a second puberty that just can’t come fast enough. You celebrate every moustache hair and voice crack with some friends on discord, but you wish you could just be through this awkward phase already.

Himbo_mkr: Brooo, that stache and goatee are fuckin on trendddd

You frown at the notification that flashes by on your phone screen. Then you grunt and smirk, rubbing at your upper lip just to feel the dark, bristly hairs move. Your facial hair is your pride and joy, and you love picking new looks to try out. With a swipe, you open up pinterest and start scrolling through ideas, stroking at the thick hair under your chin.

Himbo_mkr: You’re so fuckin cut, bro. It’s like you turn yourself on or somethin

You grunt in your deep voice as another notification flashes by. Before you can check it, you’re distracted by your own reflection in the phone screen. Those traps and shredded pecs were built to be appreciated after all. Setting up your phone on a tripod that wasn’t there a moment ago, you run your thumb along the faded scar beneath your big pectorals. Taking pics for instagram always gets you wet for some reason.

Himbo_mkr: Goddamm, that bulge. Bros like you really do think with ur dicks

Another notification blocking your view of your rockin’ body on the screen. Oh well, you know the angle is right to show the way your striated muscles move as you start to fondle the bulge in your briefs. Ever since it got so sensitive you haven’t thought about much other than getting off, but that’s alright. After all, onlyfans is all about showing off your hard-earned hair, muscles, and cock.

Want to chat with the Himbo Maker? He loves to twist your words, so be careful what you're asking for.

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Military Service

How much are South Koreans willing to do to get out of national service? A lot it turns out. The Kim family paid a looot of money for their son to spend 2 years in the US studying and perfecting his English, while someone else completes his national service for him. It’s also super illegal, since it would be such an easy way for the North to infiltrate, hence the high fees. Here I am, sending him a photo and updating him on one of the rare occasions I am allowed a phone. All that keeps me going is the massive paycheck at the end of it all.

Meanwhile, Kim Dong Hyeon, or we should call him Brad has been living it up over in the States. He hasn’t touched any Kimchi in months and is now used to the body hair and smell from his host’s body as well as being much taller and muscular. Without the pressure to excel in school, he has gone into full frat jock mode and barely attends classes, instead spending most of his time in the gym. Looks like he’s integrating pretty well.

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Class Nerd to Class God

/Heavily inspired by the story; The 43rd Annual Fettig High School Career Fair. Love a gradual suggestion tf, always hot!

Once again, Lee was put into a group of guys for a group project that expected him to do everything. It wasn't totally out of the norm, but he was getting tired of it. He always heard in high school that he would find his people in college, but it wasn't going so well. Short, skinny, weedy, nerdy, the only asian person in a 50-mile radius. He hated going to college in such a rural area.

The class went by as expected, the group of meathead guys contributed nothing while he slaved away at the assignment. Peridocially he'd catch one of the meatheads looking at him, in a sort of apologetic way. After class thay meathead came up to him, his body language was nervous and a bit more shy than he'd expected.

"H-hey, sorry about my friends, i wanted to help, but i feel like i'd just slow you down." He spoke with a softness that the others didn't have. The gentle giant loomed over him as he extended a hand.

"Here, if i can help in any way just give me a text or call, k?" He said as he waved goodbye. On the folded paper was his number and the name "Julian," What a strange interaction.

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Lee and Julian got together at Lee's dorm, and although he didn't help a ton- it was nice to have some company. Throughout the day, they had actual conversation and found out they actually had some overlap in interests.

"Why do you hang out with those guys anyways? I feel like you're so different from them."

"I... dont know honestly, it was just easy for me to fit in with them i guess. People look at me and assume im just some other jocky douche so it's hard for me to branch out."

A pang of guilt washed over Lee.

"And- uh.. how do i say this."

Lee looked at Julian quizically.

"Our 'leader' James has this confidence and charisma you can't really avoid. It's like everyone's under a spell or something."

Interesting Lee thought, he had to push a little more.

"Tell me more, like pretend im trying to be someone like him. What specific qualities, traits, would 'put you under a spell' as your phrased it."

"Well, you would be pretty tall, like taller than most people if not the tallest person in the college. I think thats what gives him the dominance and confidence you know?"

He did know, Lee had been 6'5" his entire life. It made him a lot more confident even though he was as skinny as a rake. It was how he got through highschool- he'd just wear baggy clothes to hide his skinny body.

"I guess you kinda have that part down huh, you're for sure taller than him."

He stretched upwards cracking his back, he was always the tallest in the room standing at 6'9." No one came close.

"Yeah yeah go on, what other things?"

"You'd for sure be more athletic, into a ton of different sports, so you could socialize with as many people as possible."

He looked down at his lithe toned body that he maintained from being in so many sports growing up. It was like he had too much energy and he didn't know where to put it. It was normal for him to run 5 miles a day as a warmup. He also thought about the multiple people he had met over the years, some he didn't talk to anymore but followed him on socials. It was easy for him to stand out, and people felt naturally gravitated towards him.

"You'd be more muscular, yes you'd still do a ton of sports but you'd still be in the gym almost daily. Huge arms, huge pecs, huge legs, huge everything. And everything would be just as defined as it is big."

He leaned backwards on his bed, looking down at his huge pecs. People often joked that they looked like they would start spurting milk at any moment. He smiled, his confidence skyrocketing as he flexed one of his huge arms. Confirming what julian had said.

"And, hypothetically. How would you make me more perfect?"

Julian rattled off a bunch of descriptors as Lee's body became absolutely perfect. His face became perfectly symmetrical as his cheekbones lifted and became more pronounced. His voice became deep and demanding, his adams apple prominent on his muscular long neck. He spread his thick juicy muscular thighs wider as his member became as thick as a soda can and 10 inches long soft.

He let out a soft moan as he started to play with his sensitive nipples.

"I didnt know you thought of me like that Julian, 'the perfect man' huh?"

He smiled an extrmely dazzling white charming smile.

"Now we'll finish this project later, but there's something else that should be your priority right now."

His giant pet snake flopped out half hard as he pulled down his sweatpants.

"Why dont you have a taste of an actual leader."

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What You Say Matters

Every time someone made fun of him, he'd feel a pang in his head that would ripple to the rest of his body. It was getting harder and harder to focus in class, his eyes drifting to the other guys. Focusing on their muscles as they moved, their white perfect smiles, their towering height. It was absolutely unbearable. In between classes would be extra embarrassing because he'd be chubbed looking at all the guys in the hallway, which only led to more harassment.

But as the months went by and summer came, people stopped mocking him and making fun of him - but he didn't notice that. Every time someone made fun of him for his height, he'd grow an inch or two. Every time someone made fun of his fat, he'd shed a pound and put on a bit of muscle. Everytime someone called him ugly, his face would become more symmetrical and his crooked teeth would fix.

On the last day of school he towered over the other students at 6'10". His gigantic bodybuilder body barely fitting into the doorways. Everyone was completely captivated by him, no matter what their sexuality was- everyone couldn't get enough of him. It was common place for him to tent in his shorts, a huge 18 inch throbbing soda can thick python, and no one react. The desks that he sat at would have pre stained on the underside of them, and those desks were worshiped like the commandments.

Anyone he wanted was at his fingertips, and as far as he knew- this had been his life forever.

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It was easy to get Jason here into my jockification experiment. All I had to do was tell him that my audio files would help him get even bigger in the gym! The dumb hunk fell for it hook, line and sinker. I left out the other details of the experiment of course, letting him experience those when the time came.

The first few weeks were subtle whispers through his headphones whenever he was in the gym. It conditioned him to like the hypnosis more and more, until he was addicted to it. Soon, he’d even listen to the files during his day to day life. That’s when we could get into stage two.

The pills he ate with his food helped boost his energy in the gym. Jason definitely saw a huge increase in muscle mass. He seemed to be hitting new records with each gym session. There were a a few side effects, as with all drugs. But those seemed to be positive ones all around. Within a week of taking the drugs, Jason’s chest had gone from silky smooth to a jungle. His pits weren’t left out either, growing bushy pubes that would have made any gay guy weak. He got cockier top, a combination from the hormonal changes and mental hypnosis.

Through my hidden cameras in his apartment, I could see his libido had skyrocketed as well. Not only was he jerking off more, he was starting to spend longer hours in bed, doing nothing more than stroking and pumping away at his fat cock. That’s when a stroke of brilliance hit and I decided to alter the experiment just a bit. I added more Gooning hypnosis into his schedule, and within another week, I could simply snap my fingers and watch as Jason’s intelligence drain into his balls. He’d go dumb as a rock, tongue out and eyes crossed as his dick shoot full mast. I definitely had fun toying with him through the stages.

After just two months, Jason’s hypno programme was complete. Of course, he got what he wanted and become a total stud, complete with hair and stubble. But what I left out was that the end product was a simple minded and obedient drone to do my bidding. And boy, I had plans for this jock…

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He started off so kind and innocent, gangly and nerdy. Someone one day would undoubtedly find his intellect and good nature charming, but he didn’t think so. He was tired of the anxiety, the second guessing, the isolation. He wanted a shortcut to being popular, to being wanted, no matter the consequences. So as the pleasure started to build he could tell he was getting what he wanted. His face slowly gaining some structure, his hair some volume, a little mass to his bony frame that was gradually becoming actual muscle. Then there’s that shift I love. That moment he didn’t expect and embraces, when the pleasure builds and cock begins to thicken, when that innocent wonder gives way to pleasure and desire, when that dumb cocky smirk begins to spread across that face and all that brilliant intellect begins to dim from those eyes. That’s when the real fun begins, when he starts growing and moaning into a hunk built only for showing off and pleasure. I’d say we both got what we wanted. Would you?

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My Pleasure

Danny was never fond of Chick fil A. He always heard about their rampant homophobia and conservative Christian politics. Danny considered himself liberal on most issues and his parents were atheists which means he wasn't circumcised. But today he was feeling extra hungry and decided to give it a shot.

He pulled up to the drive-thru and opened his car window. But before he could start ordering, a strong masculine voice began speaking.

"You are late for work, boy"

Danny was shocked by this. It was an unusual thing to say to a customer.

"You must be mistaken. I'm a custo..."

The masculine voice spoke again.

"SILENCE, BOY"

"Pull up to the employee parking and park your car. Then walk into the building."

Before Danny could protest he found himself mindlessly obeying the command.

"My pleasure, sir" he said in a dull tone of voice

Danny began panicking as he walk into the building. His body was acting against his will. But his mind was still conscious.

The second Danny walked through the door he was greeted by a stern muscular man in a grey polo shirt. His nametag had "General Manager" written on it.

"You are out of uniform" the man said

"Follow me into my office and I will suit you"

"My pleasure, sir" Danny said mindlessly

Danny's boss walk him into the manager's office and locked the door behind him. He then proceeded to undress Danny.

Danny stood there unable to move as his boss pulled off his civilian clothes and dressed him in proper a Chick fil A employee uniform. Danny's muscles began to grow and spasm as each article of clothing was placed on his body.

His chest muscles ballooned up and his abs became much more pronounced. As his boss dressed him he also felt his memories of civilian life slipping away. All those years of voting democrat and liberal beliefs were gone. Replaced by a new conservative Christian worldview.

His boss looked pleased now.

"That's my good boy. You look very dapper now."

He grabbed a nametag from his desk and clipped it onto Samuel's red polo uniform. The nametag read "Samuel- Assistant Manager"

"I'm glad I decided to add you to our growing family" Samuel's boss said

"I'm feeling rather hungry, sir" Samuel said

Samuel's boss handed him a white cup

"This is our signature peach milkshake. Our secret ingredient is what makes it so addictive." He said with a wink

"I don't understand, sir. What is the secret ingredient?"

Samuel's boss unzipped his pants to reveal a thick girthy circumcised penis. He then unzipped Samuel's pants to reveal a similar thick circumcised penis.

"We make the secret ingredient in our ballsacks. The reason we are closed on Sunday is so we can harvest the secret ingredient."

"So we worship the LORD by masturbating?" Asked Samuel

"Yes, my son. Jesus Christ himself blessed our cum. Now it is our duty as devout Christians to spread his blessing through our food."

Samuel felt a thrill run through his penis. He couldn't wait to start spreading the blessings of his LORD Jesus Christ.

The next day he was assigned to work the cash register. "Your pleasure is my pleasure"

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HOTTT

Role Reverse

/muscle drain, muscle growth, straight to gay, dom to sub, sub to dom, masculinization

/Was on metabods and was inspired by this story

Jack and his roommate Cas weren't on great terms. Jack had moved in a few months ago, finding Cas through a listing on craigslist-- only the listing didnt mention that Cas was a complete bigot. Since the first day of moving in, Jack had been tormented by the tall jock. Cas egging him on for being trans and gay. The daily berating was getting annoying, and Jack wanted to move out but the lease wouldnt be over for a few more months.

As he was doomscrolling tiktok he got an ad for some sort of new social media app called Facets that seemed targeted at gay people.

Facets; each lens creating a new reality

He stared at the app as it downloaded, going through the preview pictures. The way the screenshots were presented made it look like there was some built-in ai photomanipulation that changes your pictures based on your tags. It made sense. Everyone was insanely attractive on the preview photos, inhumanely so.

Creating his account he had to input his information, it felt like a dating app.

Jack Engoff

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 210

Body type: Chub

Position: Verse

Gender: Trans Masc

Scrolling through the app, it was just like scrolling through the previews. Everyone was insanely hot.

Jack decided to get back at Cas a little, have a little fun. He knew that the jock fell asleep in the living room last night after getting home drunk, so he had complete access to him.

Sneaking quietly he stood in front of the behomoth on the couch, his breathing deep and heavy as his pecs rose and fell rhythmically. His thick muscular legs spread, revealing his huge member.

Jack hated how hot he was, he looked like all the other guys on the app.

He took a picture as he thought about what tags to put.

#bottom #skinny #powerbottom #twink #short #sub #femboy #wanttobedominated #thirstybussy

As he pressed post, the loading screen glitched out. Suddenly, a picture of a cute twink appeared. Short 5'5" lean frame with a bubble butt. His waist is small, and his face brimming with feminine masculinity. His previously spread legs were closed as his small dainty hands covered his crotch, his huge ass pointing up- his face down in the couch. He was practically swimming in his clothes, even though they had shrunk to accommodate his new body.

Jack loved seeing his tormenter brought down a few pegs, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't turned on.

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He looked up in shock as the small twink in the photo manifested in front of him. His breathing wasn't heavy anymore, slight movement to his narrow shoulders as he slept peacefully.

Suddenly he heard slight muttering and moans come from cas.

"Oh Jackie.... im so tight.. please you're ripping me apart!" He moaned, his voice high pitched and sensual.

Jack was immediately turned on, he didnt know what to do.

If this app was able to do this, what could he do to himself?

He took a selfie as he formulated the perfect tags.

#powertop #dom #cisman #himbo #jock #bodybuilder #hugefeet #giant #hugeverywhere #model #abs #jawline #irresistible

He hit post as he ran to the bathroom to see his changes.

His patters became thuds as his feet grew out to size 15s.

He felt his bottom growth lengthen as it turned into a fully functioning penis, becoming thicker as his balls dropped-- becoming huge and juicy. His top surgery scars disappeared as he lost all his fat, his muscles defining themselves, becoming that of a god.

His broad shoulders pushed themselves out as his shirt completely disappeared, leaving his huge juicy tits in the cold air. His torso elongating as his abs popped into existence. He smiled as his adams apple dropped and became more prominent.

He flexed in the mirror, smiling as his face became extremely symmetrical and handsome. His curly hair grew out a tiny bit on top, giving him a lusty edge.

"Jackkkkkk is that you? Whats happening i feel so weak..."

He heard a voice come from behind him, standing in the doorway was Cas, dazed and confused.

Inside Cas was screaming, was he that hungover? Why was jack so much bigger than him.

"Hey baby" Jack said in his deep voice, as he spoke Cas immediately got hard-- his small two inch dick parely tenting his shorts.

Jack picked Cas up easily, kissing him as he brought the shorter man into the bedroom.

"I heard you muttering in your sleep, if you wanted me that bad why didnt you say?"

Cas blushed. It was undeniable how hot Jack was, but he wasn't gay! Cas leaned back in bed as the giant 6 foot 8 giant stood before him.

Seeing him in such a compromising position made jack's huge member immediately come to attention.

As he pulled down his sweats it flopped out, leaking warm goey thick pre as his giant foot long soda can wide dick ached for Cas.

Cas gasped, leaning forward as he felt an irresitable urge to worship Jack's body. Licking up the pre with his tongue as jack grabbed him by the hair.

"Good boy, keep licking and maybe ill fuck you."

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Dad, What The Hell Happened To You?

"Dad, what the hell happened to you?" my dad is shirtless, his protruding hairy belly in sight. Just last week, my dad, the daddest dad I know, started posting weird shirtless pics online. I wouldn't have worried if he was just posting workout physiques, but there was something else different about it. He's a quiet person, and he doesn't often go shirtless, but this newfound appreciation for his body took me off guard.

"Nothing happened," my dad said, rubbing his belly. He looked at me calmly, with the same serious look on his face. "Aren't you proud of your dad getting in shape?" He flexed his arms, showing his hairy armpit. I cringed internally. He massages his biceps, the hairs on his chest, and almost smugly displayed them to me.

"I don't care about that," I said, trying to avoid looking at his body. "But dad… my friend sent me a screenshot of you…" Just getting the words out feel wrong. My dad, who was married for years with my mom, was now this person I barely recognized. "It was you… it was a Grindr profile…"

He just looked at me, silent for a moment. "So?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "You're not gay! You were married to mom! I've even heard your political views on gay people—and that told me all I need to know!"

He flexed his arms, and I cringed at how performative it looked. "I've always been gay, son. Now that your mother's gone, I can finally let men worship this bicep." With that, he kissed his arms and looked at me with a hint of a smirk.

I felt sick to my stomach. I would never have guessed that my father was gay. "Look. I don't care that you're gay. Everyone's asking me questions about you. Your Instagram profile is just countless shirtless pictures of you just from this week!"

He took a step forward, and I could smell the faint aroma of his body. "Well, son. I think it's time, don't you think?"

He looked at me calmly, and I could feel something darker within his eyes.

I forced the words out. "Time for what?"

I saw him smirk, a sinister smirk that made my eyes go wide. He whispered, "Go."

My mouth is forced open as panic rises from my chest. A sudden warmth invades my throat as I feel it slither further down into me. My legs grow limp as this warmth slithers further down to the deepest corners of my body. The warmth seemed to disappear, leaving a strange sensation as though something was just in me.

I cough. Hard. Dad's just looking at me with the same serious expression. "What the hell happened?"

"Now I can do this." He stepped forward and cupped my crotch. I let out a gasp as I move to get away. My legs stand still. He leans in, and I feel his hot breath under my neck. "You have no idea how long we've been waiting for this."

He starts rubbing my crotch, his strong hands cupping at the balls and at my — and I realize in horror—hardening cock.

"What… the… fuck… is… happening?" I choke out, my breathing getting heavier as my father stares at me with his deep, soulful black eyes. I feel his other hand pulling me closer.

"He struggled, too, you know," my dad said, his voice strangely harmonic. "But he likes it now."

I feel my hand move on its own accord, and I put my left hand on his chest, the right behind his back. "I'm not fucking gay!"

"Yeah?" he grinned like a predator catching its prey—a view I thought I'd never see, "Well, he wasn't at first."

I feel my arms moving on its own, taking off my shirt and shucking off my pants. "What the fuck!"

My dad leans in and starts kissing my chest. My dad, who once told me not to play with a 'girls' toy', was now knee-deep in my armpits, sniffing so hard he looked as though he would faint. Oh god. My cock has never been this hard. Holy fuck, what the hell is happening?

I lean away for a moment, and I stare at my dad's eyes. For a moment, I see him, my real dad, somewhere in those eyes, then I feel a force like a cannonball forcing us to kiss like mad men. I groan, cringing inside as I felt my dad's tongue in my mouth. I've fully leaned into his body, rubbing his arms and feeling his hairy back. He smelled faintly of sweat, but my cock only grew harder from his musk.

"This isn't you," I gasped within kisses. I feel my body lean in until I'm sucking on his nipples, groaning at his hairy body. An undeniable urge to devour his body was in me. All my body wants to do is to worship this man. My dad, who raised me. This hot, sexy, piece of meat. Fuck!

"Oh, it's me, son," he said with a gruffness that only spurred me on. He forced me closer, and the strength of his arms makes my knees weak. "You already feel it, don't you? You're not sure if it's just something making you do this or it was something you've wanted all along."

I lean in and sniff his armpits, clawing at his hairy belly and kissing him, the odd sensation of kissing someone with a beard enough to send shivers down my spine. I… I understood it now. My dad is fucking hot and he should display his body as much as he wants! Wait! That's not me!

"Don't fight it, son," he whispered, licking my ears. "Come sit on your dad's cock, son. I know you want to." Yes, I did want to. My hands travelled to his cock, and my eyes open wide as I discover it's as thick as a beer can.

"Jesus, dad," I say, unsure if I'm impressed, embarrassed, or horny. I want to suck his cock. I look at the large fucking thing. The veins, just the thickness of it all. All I want to do is just slather his cock with my saliva. I want that thick dick deep in my—wait.

"This isn't me," I whispered to him. My body moves down his cock until I could smell it. All the warmth and musk seemed to lead right into his dick. He grabbed me by my hair. "Come on, son."

My dad looked at me with a proud smile. It was the type of smile he only gave me once in a decade. He looked so gentle and… fuck. He was so fucking hot. I lean in and take his cock in. I gag, unused to the invasion to my throat. I start sucking in, my hands moving to his balls and to his legs. I… love his cock. I love the feeling of it down my throat. I should have more cocks down my throat. I love it. All of a sudden, it felt… easier. I slowed down and savored his taste. He groaned, his familiar voice sounding so… hot, so bothered. His cock was so hard but I fucked my throat in it. I felt his hands on my head.

"You're fucking good at this, son," he said gruffly. I felt my cock get even harder at the praise. I love it. I want my dad to fuck me all the time. I want him all the time. I want his dick in me. I don't. I do. Wait, fuck, I don't! Yes, I do.

I feel a sudden surge of energy in my dad's cock. I feel it pulse, and my body leans further in, and this time I gag even more. Fuck! I need to stop this! I will myself to lean away but my body won't respond.

"Don't fight, son," he said, caressing my hair. "Make your dad proud."

He suddenly thrust forward, his cock further impaling my throat. "That's it, son," he cooed. He thrust again, grabbing my head and keeping it in place. I don't want to fight this. I want to let this happen. My dad let out a loud groan as a torrent of cum splashes out into my throat. I gag but my body keeps still, hot thick cum shooting straight in my throat. I love the taste of it. Just the thought that it's from my dad is enough. I want it all. I feel his cum leak out from my mouth, but my tongue laps as much as it can, hungrily.

We collapse down to the ground. My dad's sweating profusely, and he looks so hot with his hairy body all oiled up. Shit. This really fucking happened. I just sucked my dad's cock. He looked at me with the same calm expression, but his eyes seem gentler. I heave in and out. I can still taste my dad on my mouth.

We don't say anything for a few minutes. I'm leaning on his arm, his warmth feeling so inviting. I look him straight in the eye. "Now who the fuck is in my body?"

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