#Daddy TF

[immortalmrwavell]

Proof of Possession

(Original story posted January 6th 2022 and January 14th 2022) This story has been mildly Updated!

This story was originally posted in two parts but I’ve decided repost both parts together for your reading convenience

(Part 1)

Danny leaned back into the couch after the bizarre secret that his roommate Jacob had just confessed to him. “So… you expect me to believe that you actually have the ability to possess people? Come on Jacob. Really??” He snorted at the idea like any sane person would.

“Well I mean… it’s more like I merge with them kinda. It’s not like I become a ghost or anything. I can push myself inside their bodies and become one with them.” Jacob explained, trying his best to describe the power he held.

“Oh of course. Now it makes total sense.” Danny rolled his eyes a little.

Jacob sighed. “Okay I get. You still don’t believe me. That’s fair. I wouldn’t believe me either so I’ll just have to prove it to ya.”

“W-what do you mean…” Danny gave his roommate a weird look. He still didn’t believe Jacob but he couldn’t help feeling a tad on edge at that moment.

Jacob held his hands up innocently. “Don’t worry I’m not gonna do it to you dude. I was thinking of Mr Reigner maybe?” He began, immediately seeing the way Danny’s eyes lit up at the mention of their dilf neighbor. “I’ve seen the way you look at him. Can’t blame you either. Absolute daddy material. So how about I head over there, use my power on him. I’ll even send you some hot pictures of him from his phone as proof.”

“You know what?” Danny began, leaning forwards. “This sounds not only impossible but completely stupid… but if you’re somehow telling the truth then my phone is always on me…”

Jacob grinned. He’d kept these powers a secret for what felt like ages now. To finally have someone to share it with was going to be fantastic!

———

It was only a few weeks back when Jacob discovered he could actually take over the bodies of other people. In fact the first time it happened was by complete accident.

He’d been admiring this guy at the gym. Jacob had seen the dude there a lot which wasn’t surprising seeing how jacked the dude was. Guy looked like a total meathead and totally Jacob’s type. Naturally Jacob found his eyes wandering towards the hunk fairly often. He couldn’t help but imagine what it must’ve been like having a huge muscled body like that.

On this particular day Jacob watched as the hunk left for the locker room after his workout. That was when he noticed the jock had forgotten his water bottle nearby one of the machines he’d been using. Seeing this as a chance to talk to the handsome hunk he’d been eyeing up for months, Jacob grabbed the water bottle in an attempt to return it to its rightful owner. Perhaps he’d even get the chance to do some subtle flirting.

The bottle even had the dude’s name written on it. ‘Sam Warren’ it said.

Upon entering the locker room, Jacob whipped his head around in search of the guy he’d been drooling over only to find him standing in nothing but a towel. Jacob managed to dig up the courage to go over and talk to Sam. Yet as he got closer, he couldn’t help but further admire the man’s incredible side profile. Sam had a hypnotic shelf of hefty muscle he called pecs along with a pair of enormous arms that were probably strong enough to lift Jacob without a thought.

All he could think about was how amazing it would be to pilot a body like that. To take up so much space with all that muscle. To flex those pecs in a mirror every morning. To have men and women alike practically throwing themselves at him for a chance to hang from one of those gorgeous biceps. Those thoughts persisted through his mind as he grabbed the hunk’s massive shoulder.

“Hey man, is this your water bottle?” Is what Jacob would’ve said had he not felt a powerful jolt of energy surge through his entire being upon touching Sam. The same energy flowed through Sam’s body causing the jock to let out a sudden grunt in shock and discomfort.

That’s when something truly unimaginable happened. Slowly but surely Jacob’s hand began sinking into Sam’s flesh. He tried to pull himself back in a blind panic by grabbing hold of Sam’s other shoulder for support without thinking. Next thing he knew, Jacob’s other hand also began sinking inside.

Sam was unable to do anything but groan and let out the occasional curse. He wanted to shout and shove this scrawny guy away somehow but his entire body felt as though it was paralysed. All he could feel was Jacob's hands and arms sinking deeper into his body. Before long Jacob’s arms had completely disappeared inside the hunk, pulling him in closer as his chest began to press against Sam’s muscular back.

Then things started to get even freakier. As Jacob tried to move his arms from inside Sam, it was actually Sam’s massive ones that began to respond. At first they just twitched a little. But the more effort Jacob tried, the more control he gained until he was moving Sam’s arms like a puppeteer from behind.

He didn’t have much time to wrap his mind around it though as Jacob felt his own legs and torso begin to stick to Sam’s back and legs. His body somehow phased through both his own clothes and Sam’s towel. This time Jacob didn’t resist though. In fact as he started to realise what was happening, he started to go along with it.

He willingingly pushed his legs into Sam’s huge trunks, allowing the process to hasten rather significantly. Within a few moments his legs had become one with Sam’s. But that wasn’t all as Jacob thrust his hips as hard as he could against Sam’s thick muscle ass, allowing his cock and balls to phase inside the hunk. The process of which caused Sam’s large jock cock to twitch.

Soon enough Jacob’s backside disappeared inside Sam as well and his torso was already halfway there. Sam’s legs stumbled a little as Jacob gained control, just about catching himself before they fell. In that time Jacob’s torso had enough time to finish merging with Sam leaving only Jacob’s head now sticking out of that muscular back.

“N-nooooo-uughhh… get outta m-aarrhh… b-bro-uughhhh…” Was all the dumb jock could say between all his moans as quickly lost control of his entire body. Slowly but surely being forced into the passenger seat as Jacob took over.

Jacob had to admit, He was a little worried. He didn’t know what was going to happen to him once his head got pulled in. Would he still be himself? Would he remember what happened? Would he just become Sam? Unfortunately it didn’t seem like he had a choice now so he put on a brave face and took a deep breath. Moments after finally allowing his head to sink inside.

Sam’s eyes rolled back as his whole body convulsed for a moment or two. For him everything faded to black as his mind was pushed deep into his own subconscious. This however allowed enough room for Jacob’s mind to move in and take over completely. After a few moments his bulky new body began to settle as Jacob was at last able to see out of a new pair of eyes.

“Holy fuckkkkkk…” Were the first words that came out of his mouth. He sounded just like Sam. He WAS Sam! Jacob looked down at himself to see he was now in full control of the massive hunky body he’d been lusting over for god knows how long. He had no idea how any of it was possible but… it was!

He certainly didn’t waste any time getting to know his buff new form. Within seconds Jacob was already playing with Sam’s pecs. Squeezing them, flexing them and bouncing them to his delight. He did everything you could imagine a guy in his position would do. Flex his biceps, marvel at his newfound size and height, play with new ass a little, admiring his new and much deeper voice. It was beyond exhilarating!

Doing so created quite the stirring in his crotch and before he knew it Jacob was dropping his towel to see Sam’s juicy cock springing to attention. Pulsing and eager to be jerked. Jacob couldn’t help but wrap a hand around his new rod while flexing a bicep. He was already loving how huge and powerful he felt.

“Fuuuuuuck Bro! This feels insane!” The way he found himself speaking took him off guard a little. Bro? That’s not something he’d usually say. It must’ve been Sam’s jock personality seeping through. “Sooooo fucking huuuge!” He continued as he took no shame in kissing his biceps.

“S-Sam?” A voice came from across the locker room.

Jacob turned to see another buff as fuck dude. He recognised the man straight away. He’d been working out with Sam earlier on in the gym. In that moment Jacob found himself subconsciously digging into Sam’s memories and found that the dude’s name was Ken.

Though the other jock clearly looked shocked to see his gym buddy standing naked and gripping his cock, Ken also looked a little flustered as well. His eyes darted towards Jacob’s crotch more than once. That certainly wasn’t the response you’d get from any straight man which could only mean…

Jacob sauntered over towards Ken, his hard cock bobbing slightly as he did. “Go on. Grab it. I know you want to bro.” Jacob grinned devilishly, glancing down at his cock then back up at Ken. He couldn’t believe what he was saying but being in this body filled him with an unprecedented amount of confidence.

After that the rest of that day went on like an orgasmic blur for Jacob. First with him and Ken worshiping each other's thick muscular bodies. Only stopping when some other guys came into the locker room prompting them to run off to the showers together. It wasn’t long before Jacob had Ken on his knees sucking him off until he nutted down Ken’s throat. And shortly after Jacob was more than happy to return the favor.

Once they were finished, the pair got dressed before heading over to Sam’s place. Jacob drew on the memories of his host once again to find the way. The moment they entered the apartment, they were already making out again. Tugging their clothes straight back off until they made it to the bedroom. What transpired after that was a long evening of hot passionate sex where Jacob made sure to get his new virgin jock hole nice and stretched.

The following morning Jacob was the first to wake. One of his huge arms was draped over Ken’s still sleeping body. So far he’d loved every second of being Sam. Having these huge muscles and getting fuck another muscle stud over and over. It was an absolute dream come true! However, now that he had some time to himself, he began to wonder if he’d be stuck in this body forever. Would he want that? As amazing as this was, did he really want to leave his old life behind forever?

As doubts began to well up inside him, a strange feeling began to rack his body. It wasn’t too dissimilar from what he felt when he first merged with Sam. Before he knew it, his eyes began to roll back as his vision went totally black.

Jacob began losing control of Sam’s body causing it to go limp as his original body was slowly ejected out. Moments later, Jacob regained his vision as his head popped out of Sam’s back followed by his torso, legs and finally arms. It was almost like pulling off a body suit he’d been wearing.

Now back to his usual scrawny self, Jacob hopped off the bed as Sam’s body laid unconscious. Since his clothes had disappeared when he originally merged with Sam, he now found himself standing completely naked as he looked over the two sleeping hunks. In a panic, he quickly but quietly grabbed some of Sam’s discarded clothes. They were far too big but they’d have to do as he snuck out of the apartment.

Once he was out, Jack couldn’t help but laugh as he thought about how the real Sam was gonna react when he woke up. Sleeping in bed next to his gym buddy with a sore asshole. As a straight man he was never gonna live that one down.

Jacob learned to better control and understand his power over the next couple weeks. He possessed so many more men. All different shapes and sizes. All with different lives and backgrounds.

And all he had to do was touch them while wishing to become them.

Pretty simple right? Then once he’d enjoyed himself enough in a guy's body for long enough, all he had to do was wish he were himself again and he’d be ejected out. Ready to move on to the next guy.

———

Now Jacob was leaving his apartment to go pay his neighbor Mr Reigner a visit. Of course his roommate Danny didn’t believe him after finally he decided to tell him about his power. But he was certain taking over Mr Reigner would be more than enough to change his mind…

———

(Part 2)

After hearing a prompt knock at his apartment door, Mr Reigner opened up to see none other than one of the college boys from next door. “Oh Hey. What’s up Jacob? Something you need?”

“Nah nothing much Mr Reigner. I was just wondering if I could come inside to talk to you about something.” Jacob shrugged with an innocent smile.

“Of course! Come in. It’s my day off so I’ve got as much time as you need.” The man said with a genuine smile. “And call me Mike. Mr Reigner makes me sound old.” He added as he moved to the side to allow the younger man to pass.

Jacob almost began to feel bad about this as he entered the apartment. Mike was genuinely such a nice guy… but that didn’t change the fact that he looked like a total dilf. Besides, it wasn't like he was planning on stealing that sexy body forever. Just a little while so he could prove his powers to Danny that was all. And have a little fun of course. And so Jacob strolled through to the living room before seating himself on the couch, soon followed by Mike.

“So, what’s it you wanted to talk about?” Mike questioned.

“Well you see… I recently lost my job and I was wondering if you could help me look for a new one?” What he said wasn’t even a total lie. Due to multiple accounts of absence and lateness throughout the last couple weeks, Jacob had actually been fired from his retail job at one of the local shops. Of course this was all due to Jacob not being able to resist using his newfound power on hot dudes whenever he got the chance. Could you blame him for completely losing track of time?

Upon hearing that news Mike, the sweet guy that he was, jumped at the chance to help his young neighbor out. He said he’d make them both a cup of coffee then they could start discussing what Jacob wants to do and start by looking online for something. Being a carpenter himself, Mike mentioned that he may even be able to get Jacob an apprenticeship in carpentry if that’d be something he was interested in. And with that the older man headed off into the kitchen to make those coffee’s he promised.

After that Jacob decided he’d better get this done now before he loses his nerve. He waited about a minute or so before taking a deep breath. He jumped up from the couch and quietly made his way into the kitchen. There he saw Mike standing by the countertop with two cups as he began filling the coffee pot.

The young and very horny college boy couldn’t help but silently stare at his hot neighbor’s dad butt pressed tightly against those welling fitting shorts he wore. Just looking at it was giving him a boner. He wanted to have that ass sooo bad badly and in more ways than one. He still felt a little guilty but… to hell with it! Jacob let his hormones takeover as he practically pounced on Mike, wrapping his arms tightly around the older man.

“Jacob! What ar-roooo-o-o-o-oooooohhhhhaaa!” Mike’s words swiftly devolved into a powerful groan as his body tensed up. Mike found himself unable to move an inch as the super powered 20 year old held him tightly. Mike was only just able to tilt his head down enough to see the impossible happening right before his eyes. Jacob’s hands and arms phasing through his shirt and into his body!

The college boy hugged his sexy neighbor as tightly as possible, trying to push his body inside as quickly as possible. After having had some experience now, the possession merge process had become quite a pleasure for Jacob. It was written all over his face with a dumb smile as his chest and stomach phased through the clothes and entered Mike’s back. He couldn’t help himself as he thrust his hips forwards, smashing his crotch into the bigger man’s ass causing them both to groan out while Jacob’s cock, balls and pelvis sunk into Mike’s ass. His head was already about half way in by this point as he pressed his legs against his neighbor bigger, meatier and hairier ones. Mike’s eyes rolled back as Jacob’s entire being sucked itself inside his flesh. Finally ending as the college boy's clothes fell to the ground.

Mike’s, or rather now Jacob’s, eyes fluttered for a moment. Jacob’s being was getting itself settled inside the dilf body, causing it to jitter and convulse slightly. Eventually his eyes opened again once he’d gotten comfortable, now in full control of this handsome new body.

Without hesitation Jacob practically ripped off his shirt with a lust ridden look on Mike’s face. He tossed it to the floor before running his hands along the dense forest of fur covering his new chest and stomach. It felt wonderful…

“Damn this feels incredible! So fuckin’ hairy!” Out of all the men he’d merged with so far, Mike was by far the hairiest and he absolutely adored it! Not to mention the awesome beard. He felt like such a man! It was hard to even explain. Sure he’d merged with bodies that had bigger chests and bigger biceps but this was just a whole other experience. So far Jacob had only been taking over the bodies of dudes his age. So now being inside Mike’s more mature 36 year old body was truly something else.

As his hands continued to roam across his furry new torso and rub through his beard, Jacob’s new cock was quickly beginning to chub up. Not being able to resist the tent he’d made in Mike’s shorts, Jacob pulled open the waistband and the briefs Mike had been wearing to get a look at what the older man was packing. He certainly wasn’t disappointed as he was greeted by a thick, uncut cock that must’ve been a good about 7 inches or so. Reaching inside, he couldn’t help but give the pulsing rod a few strokes, sending waves of joy throughout his dilf body.

That’s when he noticed Mike’s phone sitting on the counter top and remembered what he’d promised to Danny. Digging up the self restraint to tuck his hard cock away, Jacob grabbed the phone and unlocked it with Face ID before swiping directly over to the selfie camera.

“Fuuuck… Mike is suuuuch a hot daddy.” He muttered to himself. Even the sound of Mike’s voice coming out of his mouth making his cock buck.

Once he’d finished admiring his handsome yet stolen face, he held out the phone and started taking a few photos and before picking out his favourite one. Jacob then jumped over to contacts before tying in Danny’s number. After that he selected the photo and sent it to his skeptical roommate along with a message

— Believe me now boy? —

Danny saw the message and picture moments. He must’ve been in shock because it took him a good minute to finally respond.

— Mr Reigner?? What are you talking about? —

Jacob rolled his eyes. There was no way Danny still didn’t believe this.

— Nope. It's Jacob! But can keep calling me Mr Reigner if you want 😏 —

At first he wanted to call Danny an idiot for thinking the real Mr Reigner would send something like that but…he didn’t wanna sound mean. Guess that was Mike’s kind personality slipping through.

— I told you I could take over bodies! —

Once again Danny saw the message but took a little while to respond.

— No no no this is a prank. You and Jacob are pranking me. People can’t just take over other people’s bodies. That’s all stupid sci-fi shit —

— Fine. If you still don’t believe me then I’ll just have to prove it in person. I’ll be over in 2 minutes 😘 —

With that Jacob set down the phone before heading out of Mike's apartment in nothing but his blue shorts and trainers. As he walked down the apartment complex hallway, he saw one of the other neighbors, Mr Davis, who Mike was good friends with. He couldn’t help but give the man a kind smile. Saying hello just as Mike would. Mr Davis gave him an odd look likely due to his bare chested ness but gave a friendly hello back regardless.

Danny’s heart jumped when he heard a knock at the door. After getting those messages, and especially that photo, from Mr Reigner he didn’t know what to think. There was no way Jacob had actually done what he said right? Possessing their dilf of a neighbor? There was no way…

He jumped up from the couch and made his way over to the door, hesitating for a moment before pushing down the handle. Opening the door, Danny was greeted by the man he’d had countless wet dreams standing shirtless before him with a devious smirk.

“Believe me now?” Mike smirked.

“J-Jacob? Is that really…you?” Danny still didn’t quite believe it but at the same time he was sure Mr Reigner wouldn't agree to go this far for a prank right?

Jacob gave Danny a soft smile as he leant down to his roommates level. Their faces were mere inches away. The hairy dad placed a gentle hand on Danny’s cheek before leaning in and sealing their lips with a soft kiss. Jacob’s beard felt incredible as it rubbed against Danny’s skin. This moment was everything the latter had ever wanted since he first laid eyes on Mr Reigner. Those ten seconds felt as though they lasted an eternity until the older man finally pulled away. Danny almost melted into a puddle as he looked deeply into those kind, soft brown eyes.

“Would the real Mr Reigner do that? Of course it’s me!” Jacob laughed.

He was right. The real Mr Reigner was straight and that kiss felt way too real for it to be part of a joke still. Which could only mean that it wasn’t a joke at all. This really was the real deal!

With that Danny offered the man inside, closing the door behind them. They sat down in the living room as Jacob re-explained his powers to Danny who this time around had a far more open mind about it.

“Sooo ummm… what should I call you now? Jacob or Mr Reigner?” Danny wondered.

“Oh just call me Mike. I hardly look like Jacob anymore and saying Mr Reigner makes me sound old.” Jacob chuckled. He didn’t even realise how he’d said almost the exact same thing that Mike had earlier.

“Well then Mike…” Danny began as he stood back up. “How’s about I help you break that new body of yours in a little.” He outstretched an arm to Jacob, pulling him up from his chair.

“I’d say that sounds like a wonderful idea.” Jacob leaned in for another kiss, this one far deeper than the last one as he felt Danny’s hands start to explore his hairy chest, squeezing his pecs as if he’d waited his whole life for it. “You know I got a good feel for my new dick earlier. I think you’re gonna love it boy. Nice and thick. And balls full of cum just for you.” He growled, trying to play into a more daddy-like persona as he glanced down at the growing hard on in his shorts.

Danny reached down and grasped Jacob’s cock through the fabric, earning a grunt from the man. “Holy fuck… you weren’t kidding. That thing is thick!” He stated, giving Jacob a rush of pride.

However Danny’s other hand drifted down the ridges of Mike’s back until he reached the waistband of those tight blue shorts. “However I was wondering…” His hand pushed down past the waistband into the shorts, causing Jacob to grunt again as he squeezed one of those hairy globes he called ass cheeks. “…If I could take that furry bubble butt of yours out for a spin first?”

With a chuckle Jacob agreed before the two locked lips once again. They continued making out with a fiery passion while slowly making their way over to Danny’s bedroom, discarding their clothing as they went. Danny wasted no time pushing Jacob down onto the bed, Mike’s furry ass presented in all its glory. After devouring that hairy hole for a good few minutes, he lubed up and slipped his cock inside. Jacob cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Mike’s virgin dad hole was suddenly stretched by a young college boy cock. Luckily for him though Mike’s body seemed to be quite the natural when it came to anal. Before long his ass was already adjusting to the feeling of a cock stretching it and before long he was groaning out in that deep baritone voice while Danny jackhammered that ass relentlessly. It wasn’t long before Danny could feel himself getting close.

“Come on boy! Daddy wants you to breed his hole with that delicious cum!”

Hearing his hot neighbor say those words sent Danny over the edge. He couldn’t hold back any longer as his cock exploded with cum inside the older man’s hairy ass. Filling that once never before used hole with a healthy load it so desperately needed. Afterwards they both looked at each-over, happy and exhausted as Danny pulled his cock from Jacob’s ass.

“Alright two minute break then it’s my turn to breed your ass!” Jacob stated with a grin.

———

And so the rest of that afternoon was spent exactly how you’d imagine. The two taking turns fucking one another until they finally wore themselves out. Now they laid in bed, Danny snuggling his head against Jacob’s hairy chest.

“So how long do you think you’re gonna stay as Mike?” Danny asked curiously

“I haven’t really decided yet… the longest I’ve stayed inside a guy was just over a day. Always feel like I need to get back to my life you know?” Jacob responded truthfully.

“…”

Jacob turned and looked at his roommate. “You want me to stay inside Mike don’t ya?”

“…Yeah.” Danny admitted with a blush.

“Well…I suppose I could stay for a while. And who knows if I like this body enough and it likes me then… I might see if I can make it a permanent arrangement.” Jacob grinned.

Danny looked up at Jacob in surprise. “No way… would you actually consider doing that?” He asked, trying not to sound too excited.

Jacob looked down at his bigger, hairier body before rubbing a hand through his hair and beard. Mike’s body was everything he’d ever wished he could be and now he had it. Why not keep it? Of course it wouldn’t be easy with the sudden disappearance of his old body and what not but he was sure they’d get through it. Besides, being inside Mike just felt so good. His kind and loving nature was having an incredible effect on him so far.

“Of course. How could I resist wanting to be your daddy?” He teased.

With that the new Mike kissed Danny on the forehead as they went back to an evening full of cuddling and kissing. Talking endlessly about how they were gonna spend the rest of their lives.

[ultram0th]

Can you help me out? i love my boyfriend a lot, BUT, i also think his dad is super hot. what should i do?

You and your boyfriend had just gotten back to your place after a lovely date night. You enjoyed your time with your man, whom you truly love with all of your heart and you can imagine spending the rest of your life with, but there was one teeny tiny issue that lingered in the back of your mind:

You couldn’t help but make mental comparisons of your boyfriend with his dad. Whereas your boyfriend was skinny and youthful, his dad was a pure rugged man. Seriously, he oozed masculinity and looked like he belonged on the front packaging of a certain paper towel brand.

You’d almost drooled when your boyfriend had introduced you to him, and then started to get hopeful that your man had inherited his manly genes.

“It’s a little early still,” your boyfriend said, snapping you out of your daze. “It’d be a shame if it were to end.” He gave you a coy grin, making you laugh.

“Well, c’mere then,” you slyly responded, beckoning him towards the bed where you sat.

In a manner that was meant to be sexy, your boyfriend slowly began to unbutton his shirt, shimmying out of it when the both of you paused.

“What the…?” he wondered aloud as he ran a shaky hand over his flat chest, feeling the thick hairs that had magically sprouted over it.

Usually, your man was smooth, so the new chest hair was a jolt to you both. 

Before either of you could react, the hairs started to grow more, traveling out across his slender chest and down his stomach. It thickened over his limbs and even moved upwards to his neck and jaw, giving him some serious scruff.

Your boyfriend ran his hands over his new body hair in confusion, but then winced as soon as his body began to expand.

“What’s happening to me?!” he panicked, watching as all the muscles in his body ballooned.

Your boyfriend’s newly hairy pecs inflated and packed on size as they rounded out, protruding out in front of him. His little, pert nipples shuddered before they expanded and stuck out in large nubs. His shoulders broadened as his back widened, his arm muscles inflating too. Next, his legs grew bigger as his thighs widened, and calf muscles packed on more meat. The new size of his lower half ripped his pants to shreds, leaving the tattered denim to fall to his feet. This gave you an uninterrupted view of his cock, which lengthened out in spurts before it rocketed to attention, standing at an impressive eight inches.

Finally, you witnessed your boyfriend’s face become rougher as it matured. Slight wrinkles that were more indicative of experience appeared on his face as his lower jaw widened and squared out. As a last touch, his hair progressively lightened until it was a grayish color.

Where your cute boyfriend had stood mere seconds before was now his manly looking dad.

“What the hell…” your boyfriend, now in his dad’s body, muttered, shocked by the deeper quality of his voice. However, he also winced at how familiar it sounded.

In a hurry, he rushed over towards the bathroom (with you tailing behind), his hard cock bobbing in front of him the whole way. He slammed himself inside and looked in the mirror, paling at what he saw.

“Babe?” he asked in his deeper voice. “Why do I look like my dad?”

His meaty, hairy pecs heaved with panic as he explored his new daddy body. He ran his hands over his larger muscles in shock, confused by how good it felt to run his fingers through his new chest hair.

You couldn’t help it. You were so turned on by watching the man you loved turn into the man you lusted after. “I think you look great…” you smiled, “…Daddy.”

On cue, your boyfriend’s bigger cock twitched at the sound of you calling him Daddy.

Your boyfriend’s very smart, so it didn’t take much for him to put two and two together. Still, he was so insanely turned on in his new body, and he swung you over his broadened shoulder, carrying you towards the bedroom where you can explore his new daddy body.

[fredwkong]

Do you have a daddy maker? I’d like to use it on my friend, who doesn’t know I have a huge crush on him; and use the himbo maker on myself so we can be the ultimate couple.

You and your friend are hanging out, chatting and watching TikToks, when he suddenly gets a text from a number with the name “Daddy_mkr.” You manage to turn away as he opens the message.

Daddy_mkr: Man, where’s your beer and cigar? At our age, we need our little pleasures.

Your friend’s body bulks up as decades pile onto him and you watch in awe. Around you, his basement suite transforms into the media centre in a suburban house. His suburban house. A Queen CD plays on the surround sound system. Your friend finds a beer at his elbow and a lit cigar in his hand. He takes a puff as he receives another text.

Daddy_mkr: Glad you’ve embraced your freaky side! Nothing like a slutty daddy.

As his shirt vanishes, you can see your friends nipple rings on full display. He grins at you and pops his pecs, making them dance. The smell of sweat fights with the scent of your friend’s cigar and the aroma of the leather pants he always wears. You suddenly remember that his house always smells like this, which keeps your cock half-hard anytime you’re here.

Daddy_mkr: Don’t tease your bois! Stick him in your pit and make him a real himbo!

With a grunt, your friend heaves his bulk from the corner of the couch and lands firmly on top of you. You find your face buried in his pit hair, and as you breathe in his musk, your body lights up with pleasure. Your muscles bulk up, your hair lightens, and you grow a beard in imitation of your Daddy. Your thoughts slow to a crawl, but that’s okay. You’re happy knowing that Daddy’s in charge and you’re his eager, horny himbo.

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

[musclejedi-tameem]

I've always been a smaller than average guy. I didn't know if you could help me become a huge bodybuilder? I don't care how my personality turns out.

Hey dude! Love that. I’m a beginner bodybuilder myself and am working on getting big too so I’m always down to help small guys grow huge too. I’m not sure if this will work or not but I got these briefs from a big guy at the gym. Try them on and see how it goes. Yeah I know they’re big on you now but…. Oh! Here we go! Your waist just expanded to fill them! Here come your legs to follow suit. Mmmm they’re swelling up so much. Getting really thick and veiny. I’m sure you’re turned in just like me but your package seems to be shrinking a bit. That is the price to pay for roids you know, but you wanted to be big right? Look at those abs popping in and now your gut is expanding with them. Mmmm hit roid gut man. I see you getting wider as your pecs swell up and expand and your shoulders round out now too. Then your arms are growing big and thick and veiny just like he rest of you. Mmm I love hearing your voice deepen as your neck thickens. You’re face is aging now bro. Looks like your a bodybuilder daddy now! Oh yeah here comes the hair all over your muscles and your beard fills in a bit. Well I would say it worked well dude! You’re now a huge roided up bodybuilder. I know it feels weird but you’re gonna just live in the gym now. You don’t have a social life outside of bodybuilding. Bodybuilding is your life now dude! Now go and pump some iron! You got a show coming up in a few weeks.

[inheritedbelly]

Daddy body swap

Helena woke up slowly, feeling disoriented and heavy, as if she were sinking into her own body. The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, highlighting the newly formed hair on her armpit as she stretched out in an awkward pose with an erection between her legs. It was only when he headed to the bathroom that cruel reality decided to fall on his shoulders. A scream escaped his mouth, but it wasn't his usual voice. Instead, a deep, harsh sound resounded throughout the bathroom. His eyes widened in horror. In front of the mirror was the reflection of a middle-aged man with a goofy and familiar face, his father's face!! Confusion and despair flooded her as she explored her strange new body. She began to move away, from the thick hairs that clashed under her arm to the darkness inside her panties. Now he had an old man belly that came with age. Raising her arms, she felt the rough texture of her hair, a strange and comforting sensation at the same time. It was as if he was rediscovering every inch of his own skin. Her hands slid to his face, noting the sturdiness of his skull and the promise of stubble. Desperate, she paid to have her cell phone searched, but soon realized the futility of her search, she was now at her father's house. She was now in a man's body, trapped in a body that wasn't hers. "I have to fix this" she said with her hand on the stiff erection between her legs.

[immortalmrwavell]

Bull

(Original story posted August 10th 2021) Minor Edits and Corrections!

Eric couldn’t help but stare as he watched a huge hairy bear of a man pass by him. All his life he’d wanted to look like that. Big and manly with impressive muscles and body hair from head to toe. Yet he felt like he was cursed to look like a skinny twink. It’s not that he thought he wasn’t good looking or anything. He pulled off the boyish twink look incredibly well and had been hit on by tons of other gay men in the past. But despite that something just never felt right. Like deep down he couldn’t help feeling as though this wasn’t who he was.

He sighed, watching the bearish brute strode away. He then looked down at his own smooth and skinny form. Eric hung his head in silence for a moment, looking down into the lake he was sitting beside. “Maybe one day...” Eric mumbled to himself while kicking his feet in the water slightly. He’d tried for years to get bigger by going to the gym and eating better but his body hardly ever changed not to mention he hadn’t ever been to grow body hair to save his life. Who was he kidding? He was never gonna look like that guy.

Once he’d finished mopping around, Eric got up and headed into the public restroom to relieve himself. It was a single person restroom so he was able to lock it from the outside door.

Once he’d finished up and washed his hands, Eric was about to leave when he noticed something he hadn’t seen when he walked in. On the back of the exit door to the restroom hung a red speedo. Eric could’ve sworn it wasn’t there when he’d locked the door earlier and yet there it was now. Out of curiosity he grabbed the speedo to take a look.

Upon closer examination, he realised that the speedo felt slightly damp, like someone had been sweating in them. He pulled the speedo up to his nose and was greeted by a powerful musky smell that only a real man could produce. a scent so strong and potent it could hypnotise even the straightest of men.

Despite the desire to dig his nose back into the fabric, Eric found himself mesmerised by the letters on the crotch area of the speedo that spelled out the word “BULL” the word repeated over and over in his mind as the speedo got a grip on him. Before he knew it, Eric found himself pulling the speedo over his head in a way that allowed the crotch to engulf his nose before starting to remove his clothes. Kicking off his shoes and socks, throwing off his t-shirt and pulling down his shorts and underwear all while hugging on the overpowering smell. Then once he was nude, as if on auto pilot, Eric reluctantly pulled the Speedo away from his face and yanked on as fast as he could. Quickly securing it around his crotch and backside even if it was a tad bit loose.

Suddenly, Eric’s body began to heat up. Slowly but surely he started to grow larger. His legs bulked up into thick trunks as his feet grew sizes upon sizes bigger. His chest and abdomen grew larger and thicker as strong abs and pecs began to take form. His shoulders blew-up into thick masses as his biceps and triceps started to bulge with newfound power while his hands grew larger and fatter. The speedo began to fit Eric perfectly as his ass grew thick and juicy with muscle. On the other hand his cock extended from a 5 inch hard to a 9 inch, becoming thicker and thicker while his balls grew fatter and fuller.

As Eric’s face began to slightly reshape itself, his hair receded into a much shorter cut. This was swiftly followed by a mass of body hair beginning to grow across his body leaving him with hairy buff legs, hairy forearms, a furry stomach and a beautiful pelt of hair spread across his chest. Eric also gained a larger bush above his cock while his plump butt gained a generous layer of hair. Last but certainly not least, Eric’s face started to itch as hair began to poke through forming stubble which swiftly grew into a beard. One that swiftly grew thicker and thicker until he looked like the perfect hairy muscle daddy.

Eric slowly came out of whatever trance he was in, looking down at his new and improved body before letting out a scream that now sounded more like a deep roar with his new voice. Eric was in total shock but despite that he couldn’t help but feel extremely horny as he looked into the mirror above the sink to see what looked to still be himself but transformed into the complete daddy he’d always wished he was.

He wasted no time feeling up every inch of his new body before whipping out his new massive cock that had been straining the speedo. Eric wrapped a large hand around his thick new daddy dick and began pumping it enthusiastically. Moaning in a deep baritone as he did. “Oh fuuuuuuck yeeah I’m such a fuuckin daddy hunk!” He proclaimed to himself while rubbing his chest hair before he flexed his free arm in the mirror. “Ooooooh yeeeeaaahh FUCK!!” He gripped his dick harder as he jerked off furiously, feeling the intense pleasure build up. “I’m such a fucking DADDY!” He roared! “I’m such a… FU-FUCKING… **BULL!**” And with that final word a fountain of cum came rushing from Eric’s cock. Splattering the mirror and himself with ridiculous amounts of it as he drained his new bull balls completely.

Eric must’ve spent at least another 20 minutes locked in the restroom checking himself out before he finally decided to head out. As he stood at the shore of the lake, only in the speedo after leaving his old clothes behind, he couldn’t help but feel happy knowing that he now had that body that he felt comfortable in.

‘Hope whoever goes into that restroom next doesn’t mind the mess I left in there’ Eric thought to himself with a small chuckle.

[ultram0th]

Lee Embraces His Daddy Persona

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5

It had been two weeks since Lee was turned into Daddy, molding the formerly straight PokéTuber into a horny man with a sexy dad bod. The normally shy guy now strutted around the house that he shared with Blue, Kevin, Nick, and Wolfey wearing nothing but the skimpiest jockstrap that he could find, his beefy dad bod perpetually on display. He would frequently park himself in his chair in front of the TV, watching football and scratching his hairy belly and unleashing burp after burp as he drank his beer. The stud was a total daddy now, and he emulated every ounce of his new persona with pride.

However, as time ticked on by, Blue thought back to when he’d given Wolfey, Nick, and Kevin the opportunity to decide whether or not they wanted to return to their old lives or if they wanted to remain in their new identities. 

Deep down, he loved having Daddy run the house and demand belly rubs and getting sucked off; but Blue couldn’t deny that he wanted to be fair to his new boyfriend too. Therefore, one Friday evening, Blue sat down in the living room while Daddy was lounging in his chair. Wanting to make things go easier on him when he snaps him back to reality, Blue brought Wolfey down with him to help him out.

Blue and Wolfey sat down on the sofa opposite the coffee table; and with his massive, broad frame, Blue was virtually forced to sit on Wolfey because there was almost no space left on the loveseat due to his bodybuilder bulk. Wolfey had just finished up a workout, therefore a large waft of musk emanated off the bodybuilder in waves; and when Wolfey wrapped a thick arm over Blue’s thin shoulders, his musk seeped into Blue’s shirt almost as if he were scent-marking him.

As soon as the game was in halftime, Blue knew that he had a moment to execute his plan. “Hey, Daddy,” he said.

“Hmm?” Daddy grunted, giving his gut a scratch as his eyes stayed glued to the TV. Like the rest of the guys, Daddy still religiously worked out and therefore had his own musky aura. The only difference was that Daddy focused more on arms and chest, giving him a large and heavy top build, complete with his big beer belly. Still, at hearing his tiny-by-comparison boyfriend call him Daddy, the bulge in the front of his tight jockstrap already began to twitch with anticipation. His nubby nipples began to burn with want and he licked his lips excitedly. “What is it, Babe?”

Blue shifted in his seat. “I was hoping to ask how you’ve liking it here so far?” he asked innocently. He already knew that if Lee were in control, then he’d get a tongue lashing. However, he could see how much Daddy loved his new life with the other guys: days filled with eating, lifting, and fucking. It was a paradise for the altered man.

“Eh?” Daddy grunted again, cocking his eyebrow. This time, he finally looked over at Blue, his features softening the smallest bit. His new persona was that of a dom daddy, but he still had a major soft spot for Blue and the other guys, yet he still tried to keep up a tough guy appearance. “S’nice.”

Blue smirked to himself as he readied to bring Lee back to the surface. “Are you sure it’s just ‘Nice’ Daddy?” he teased. “I mean, based off of what I can see, you really enjoy it.” He gestured at the other man’s twitching bulge.

Daddy looked downward at his crotch, but his view was blocked by his hairy beer belly. Instead, he reached around it and fished his hard cock out of the confines of his jockstrap, letting the twitching member bob in the air freely. “Yeah,” he admitted, lifting his arms to form a double biceps pose, his biceps flexing with power. “I guess I do love being your horny, sexy daddy.”

“Just remember that you said that,” Blue grinned, “…Lee.”

On cue, as soon as Daddy heard his real name being uttered by the hypnotherapist, he snapped back to reality. Like he was hit by a semi-truck, the stud jerked back in his seat, his ice blue eyes going wide as the onslaught of new memories filtered in through his frazzled brain. 

“Wait…” Lee muttered as his hands explored the large mass that was now his body, paling at the memories of how he’d been living over the past two weeks. The formerly straight stud couldn’t believe that he’d been calling himself “Daddy” and that he’d been participating in, and actively encouraging, an array of sexual acts with the other men in the house. He pictured himself thrusting himself into a moaning Kevin, and then sometimes being the one bent over the bed as someone plowed into his rotund, hairy cheeks. Lee blushed at everything he’d done, but he felt even more humiliated over the fact that he was rock hard at the memories. He could feel his cock bobbing in the air for all to see, and he quickly stuffed it back into his jockstrap, creating a large tent instead.

And worse was that there was a part of himself that looked forward to doing everything all over again— but he quickly told himself that that must’ve been a residual side effect of whatever Blue had done to him.

Blue could see the struggle in the larger man’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “Well, Lee, I’m assuming you’d like to know why I hypnotized you?” he playfully asked.

“You hypnotized me…?” Lee asked out loud, his voice disbelieving. Hypnosis was some sort of Hollywood concoction, he’d believed. Yet, the hunk found himself sitting in a house he vaguely recognized, wearing nothing but a skimpy jockstrap. And when he looked down at his body, his heart raced at the sheer amount of weight he’d gained. He could still see his hard-earned muscles, but now he appeared more like an off-season jock as opposed to a lean, proportional guy. His big gut was the most eye-catching part of him, and he gave it a tentative poke, his blush deepening when he felt his already-hard cock twitch at the feeling.

“Yes, Lee,” Blue answered honestly. “However, I mainly used hypnosis to help you come to terms with your true self.”

Lee stared blankly at him.

Blue continued, thinking back to when he’d first seen the hunk at the competition in the UK. “I could sense your discomfort onstage regarding having a little belly,” he explained, going so far as to reach over and run an admiring hand over the crest of Lee’s gut, loving how it sent a shudder through the shocked man. “And truth be told, I thought that you looked really sexy with your budding dad bod. So I figured that I’d do the nice thing and help you embrace the dad bod, per se. And know look at you!”

“Yeah! Look at me!” Lee grunted as he gestured down at his new body. He winced when he felt his big belly jiggle with each movement, yet it took him a second to realize that he’d been rubbing his belly with one hand the whole time he’d been speaking. Even though his face turned cherry red at the realization, he didn’t stop.

“It’s hard not to, Daddy,” Wolfey mused in his deep voice. “You look seriously hot.”

Lee whipped his head over to face the bodybuilder who was his friend from before all of this head on. Before he could grill him, he sniffed at the air and covered his nose. “Bro, you reek,” he groaned.

Wolfey shrugged his broadened shoulders. “I just finished a workout,” he grunted, flexing a bowling ball sized bicep for emphasis. “And by the way, we all kinda stink around here.”

As if to check, Lee sniffed at his own hairy pits, gagging at the thick musk that wafted off them in waves. He could tell from the stench that he still frequented the gym, but he just didn’t pay too much attention to his diet.

And like clockwork, his cock throbbed with desire within the confines of his tight jockstrap. A late, wet mark was forming on the front pouch as it began to leak precum excitedly. He tried his best to ignore the surges of lust that he felt welling up within him.

“But Wolfe, how?” he asked. “How could you possibly be okay with any of this? You were a VGC Champion, not some horny bodybuilder!”

Again, Wolfey shrugged his massive shoulders, his muscles flexing with power from the minuscule movement. “I still am a VGC Champ,” he explained, “I just so happen to also partake in bodybuilding. Trust me, this whole hypnosis thing helped us all be a family: Dr. Blue, Kevin, Nick, me, and even you.”

Lee’s eyes widened at what he heard, fearing that his friend was long gone.

“Besides,” Wolfey went on, “it’s not like I can just snap my fingers and return to my old life. I mean, look at me.” He held his arms out to show off his enormous bodybuilder physique. “And look at you. And based off that tent in the front of your slutty jockstrap, you secretly like it.”

“N-no I don’t,” Lee tried to deny it, but he didn’t even believe his own words. Despite his panic over what he’d been turned into, he couldn’t deny that he was extremely horny. His lust was quickly overpowering his fear, and he felt as if he’d cum at any second the more he rubbed his belly or even by feeling the A/C blow over his nubby nipples. As much as he wanted to deny it, Lee also could’t ignore the protective and dominant instincts that dwelled within him as he thought about the other men whom he’d referred to as his boyfriends. He squirmed in his seat in anticipation.

“And besides, even if the hypnosis was what started it, who cares?” Wolfey asked. “I’m happy.”

“You’re only saying that because of whatever Blue did to you!” Lee accused. “You’re not even the real Wolfe anymore. You’re whatever gay caricature Blue wanted you to be!”

Blue shook his head, getting an idea from seeing Lee try to fight his daddy persona so much. “All I did was help you let down your inhibitions,” he told the struggling Lee. “I think deep down, you’ve come to love your slutty, dom daddy life. Which is why I have a deal for you.”

Lee stopped fidgeting around and eyed the smaller man cautiously. “What kind of a deal?” he reluctantly asked, annoyed at how turned on he felt just by looking at Blue, feeling an urge to shove the smaller guy’s face into the deep crevice of his hairy pecs.

Blue held his hands out in front of himself, signaling that he was speaking with one-hundred percent earnestly. “I’ll let you go, completely erase any traces of the hypnosis from your brain. Then you’ll be free to return to your boring, hetero life. Or…

“I’ll put you back under, and you can go back to being a total daddy. But, in order to sweeten the deal, I’ll even place you as the second in command at the house. That means that, after me, you’ll be in charge of Nick, Kevin, and even Big Wolfey here.” He gestured at the bodybuilder who was popping his pecs, lost in thought. “They will obey your every command, and completely accept you as Daddy of the House. What do you think?”

“I… I don’t want this…” Lee trailed off as he began to think over Blue’s offer.

A part of himself wanted to return to his old life, where he had his usual PokéTuber friends online and where he posted regular content on his channel for his viewers to watch. However, a larger, growing part of himself told him to accept the offer to become Daddy. As much as he tried to fight against it, he couldn’t deny the surging lust inside of himself, the part that longed to fuck the other guys in the house and to get fucked by them in turn. And the more he thought about them, the more he considered them family. They weren’t just some faceless names that popped up onto a screen, they were here with him. And he was their Daddy.

Plus, Lee had no idea what he’d do with his new dad bod if he were to return to his old life; so that made a pretty big difference in his decision.

“Fine,” Lee sighed. “I’ll go back under.”

Blue fought back his smirk, knowing that he’d won. “Okay then,” he grinned from ear-to-ear, “…Daddy.”

As soon as the name left the hypnotherapist’s lips, Lee felt his old self being shoved down into a small box deep within his psyche. He could see, feel, and hear everything around him, but he could also sense a larger, much more powerful entity taking over as Daddy reassumed control of his altered body.

Daddy couldn’t help but let out a loud belch as he scratched at his beer belly. He turned to glare at Blue. “Boy, don’t you ever turn me back into my pushover, straight self again,” he barked, that daddy dominance drenching every word he uttered. “Ya hear me?”

Blue giggled. “Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy motioned with his finger for Blue to approach. “C’mere,” he grunted in his gruff voice, a playful growl audible in it.

Blue took only a few tiny steps forward before Daddy got out of his seat and roughly grabbed him by the back of the head. He pulled the smaller man closer to him, causing him to tumble against his massive dad bod. Daddy shivered as he could feel the hypnotherapist’s hands against his hairy chest, and he leaned down to heatedly make out with Blue.

Of course Daddy was the dominant one in the make out session, exploring every crevice of Blue’s mouth with his tongue. He pulled back only to gesture at Wolfey.

“You too, get in here and take care of Daddy,” he ordered.

The bodybuilder shot off the couch and immediately dropped down to his knees with a loud thud. He leaned forward and, using just his mouth, tore Daddy’s jockstrap down to the floor. The dominant man’s throbbing seven inches was unsheathed, and Wolfey eagerly swallowed it whole. He couldn’t prevent his loud moans from echoing out as he sucked off the newly minted Daddy, even reaching up to fondle his large, baseball-sized balls.

Blue loved to see the man in front of him melt into a puddle of lustful goo, so he began to run his hands up and down the stud’s hairy chest. He paid special attention to the large, nubby nipples of his, eliciting loud, slutty moans from Daddy.

In between his bellowing moans, Daddy called up to the other men upstairs. “Nick! Kevin! Get your asses down here!” he roared.

Obeying the Daddy of the House, as Blue had promised, Nick and Kevin scampered out of their rooms as soon as they were given instructions. They both hurried down the stairs and immediately got to work.

Nick placed both of his hands on Wolfe’s wide waist, lining up his already oozing cock with the bodybuilder’s tight hole. He slowly entered before beginning to pick up speed, the both of them moaning loudly. As Nick thrusted into the bigger man, all of Wolfey’s impressive muscles bounced due to the pounding his bubble butt was receiving. 

Kevin, being the first one to be hypnotized by Blue and therefore the bravest, went behind Daddy. At first, he placed his throbbing head right at the crevice of Daddy’s hairy cheeks, teasing the other man as he still made out with Blue. His lust overpowering him, Daddy felt himself thrusting his ass backwards to completely engulf the other man’s large cock.

Daddy moaned like a slut as he impaled himself on Kevin’s cock, doing most of the work as he bucked and rolled his hips with expert precision. He then dropped to his hands and knees and hungrily fished Blue’s cock out of his pants before taking it into his mouth.

Despite getting stuffed both ways, Daddy was still in charge. The way he moved his booty let Kevin know that he was taking charge in their heated fuck; and he sucked Blue’s dick like a pro, leaving the hypnotherapist nearly cross-eyed. Deep down as he watched from within his trapped psyche, Lee realized that he loved this and might have always wanted to be a slutty daddy. After all, even when he’d been brought back to the surface, he’d been incredibly turned on by the other men and the way his body had felt. 

Lee loved being Daddy, and he didn’t ever want to go back to his old life.

“Mmmmm!” Daddy groaned as he came, both Kevin and Blue also cumming simultaneously. As he was filled from both ends, Daddy’s eyes glazed over and he happily swallowed all that Blue had unleashed into his mouth.

“…damn,” was all Blue could get out as he leaned against the wall, struggling to catch his breath as he felt like he’d just blown the largest load of his life.

Daddy stood up and wrapped a loving arm around the smaller guy’s waist. “Who’s your daddy?” he chuckled before pressing a chaste kiss to the other man’s cheek, his goatee prickling Blue’s skin.

“You,” Blue laughed, running his hand up and down Daddy’s belly. It wasn’t long until the other man was rock hard again, and ready for the next round.

[fredwkong]

I was doing some some chores last night and found a dildo in my stepdad's laundry basket. I felt an electric shock when I touched it. On closer inspection it says "Daddy Annihilator" along the side of the shaft. Since then I've had the urge to huff the seat of my stepdad's tight boxer-briefs and slutty compression shorts when I do his laundry. My cock has been getting fatter and longer and I've been developing a strong musk. My horniness is reaching a feral level and I'm starting to worry. I need to stick my greasy, slimy pole in something and breed. What's happening to me?

Sounds like your stepdad messed up a bit. He’s been experimenting with his interest in assplay and subbing, but didn’t realise the effect his favourite toy has on any non-daddies who come in contact with it.

It started with you sniffing his underwear, but that phase only lasts a short time. You’ve already realised that wearing tight boxer-briefs and compression gear makes your dad a subby slut, not a real man. Your simple briefs and jockstraps are a real man’s clothes. Did you always wear those underwear? Doesn’t matter, since they're all you remember wearing.

You’re stretching out the pouch of whatever you wear now with that fat, leaking cock, the exact same size and shape as your stepdad’s Daddy Annihilator. Hair, muscle, and fat quickly spread across your body from your crotch, letting off a thick musk as you sweat through your chores. Before long, any trace of your stepdad’s scent in the house is totally overpowered. After all, he's just a slut for your fat cock.

By the time your stepdad gets home tonight, you’ll have long given up on doing any chores. Real men leave chores to their submissive daddies. You’ll be sitting in his bedroom, airing out your musky feet. When he walks in, all you’ll have to do is grunt at your new sub and daddy will be happy to fuck himself into oblivion on your real life Daddy Annihilator.

If this got you horny, consider putting some spare change in my Ko-fi cup so I can write even more hot stories.

[musclejedi-tameem]

It had been a long day of travel for Isaac. Vacation was supposed to be fun and relaxing but the last 24 hours had been anything but. Constant delays in his flights had him arriving at his destination later than planned and on top of that his luggage was lost and wouldn’t be delivered until the next day! At least the island resort he was staying at seemed nice enough. The clerk was even kind enough to give him a change of clothes to wear until his luggage came. When Isaac got to his room he looked out at the beach but decided to take a shower before doing anything, he stank from 24 hours of solid travel. So he hopped in the shower and cleaned up. The provided soap and shampoo smelled good, very manly he thought. On getting out he opened the bag of clothes from the clerk. It was a light blue tank top, black gym shorts and a dark blue jock strap. Isaac wasn’t into any of that normal but it was clean clothes so he figure he should use them, they were free too after all. Putting them on he realized that they were to big for him but as soon as he noticed that he began to feel off. He was sweating heavily and then his body started to grow! He groaned as he began to get taller and his body began to fill in with muscle. His nonexistent pecs swelled heavily until they were two massive slabs of meat pushing out his tank. He groaned again, deeper now, as his shoulders rounded out and his traps push up behind his thick neck. His arms thickened quickly two as his skin got tanner. He looked down and could see 8 thick abs popping into existence on his stomach area and the it hit him. He almost doubled over as his legs swelled to thick tree trunks with big hairy feet to support them. Between his now massive thighs he felt his cock growing longer and thicker getting almost 11’’ long and 2’’ thick. His balls swelled with new testosterone and dropped heavily like two oranges between his legs. The massive size of his legs pushed his package forward in his jock strap and made it plainly visible under his shorts. With all that done his face changed and got older becoming late 40s and his hair changed to a short jock hairstyle. His beard grew out nice and full on his chiseled jaw line too. And his skin finished darkening as tattoos appeared on his arms. Isaac was gone, now all that was left was Reza, the husband of the clerk/owner of the resort and the fitness trainer at the outdoor gym. Reza stretched and looked in the mirror. He smiled and gave a thumbs up to himself. “Looking good man” he tumbled in his deep Arabic accented voice. He looked at the clock and knew he needed to get down to the gym to start training his clients. But boy was he horny. His husband was gonna get his ass pounded tonight for sure. Reza walked out of their apartment and down to the gym where he began pumping iron while he waited for his clients. His husband passed and gave him a hug. Reza loved him so much and was ready to give him a night to remember that evening.

[deunmiu-dessie]

divorced!john price who lets his daughter and her best friend (you) stay at his house every summer without fail. divorced!john price who leaves the two of you home alone more often than not when he's deployed. divorced!john price who spoils the two of you when he is home, by taking you out to restaurants and going shopping. divorced!john price who should see you as a second daughter, and treat you as such. divorced!john price who feels like a dirty old man for not thinking that way. divorced!john price who's wanted to feel your cunt wrapped around him since the moment he laid eyes on you. divorced!john price who swears to let his fantasies be nothing more than they are. divorced!john price who gets a text from his daughter during his early drive back that you had arrived sooner than she did. divorced!john price who gets home only to find you sprawled naked across his bed, playing with yourself and moaning his name. divorced!john price who can't help but swallow thickly at the sight of your messy pussy ruining his sheets. divorced!john price who clears his throat, voice gruff, "d'you wan' help sweetheart?"

he knows he shouldn't be doing this, knows that it's wrong, but the taste of you is addicting. warm and sweet against his tastebuds, innocent and needy. the precise but shaky roll of your hips against his mouth is driving him insane as well⸺ and the only thing he can do is watch. watch as you fall apart on his tongue while he grinds himself against the edge of the bed. listen to the muffled sound of your moans and pleas as he takes you higher and higher only to slow down his ministrations and ruin your orgasm, your slick, soft thighs trapping him against your swollen, drooling cunt. john can't help but groan against you, tongue lashing out to flick your engorged clit, when he finds your teary face, your head shaking back in forth. "m-mr. price! mmf--! please! i can't, need t'cum."

and maybe he shouldn't have given in as easily as he did, but god he's jerked off to the thought of this exact moment for what feels like an eternity. "all y'had to do 's ask, luv."

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ - 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝑒!

[when-sanpape-arts]

good dad, bard dad

[sagi-tori-ous]

Older Boyfriend Price always gave you what you wanted, listened when you complained and was always patient with you.

Older Boyfriend Price knew when you wanted something but didn't know how to ask—it's when you started to get a little bratty...okay! maybe that was an understatement, you could be a full on brat.

You always got bratty when you wanted affection from him, you felt as if he should be giving it to you 24/7 anyway. You'd huff and pout, let tears stream down until you got what you wanted.

Older Boyfriend Price always knows how to resolve the issue, after all you were his brat.

The rough pads of Price's fingers, slick with your arousal, rub against your throbbing clit with vigor—Head lolled back, thighs spread wide and hips rolling to the rhythm he settled into.

You could feel Price's meaty cock nestled just between the lower part of your back and ass as you sat atop his lap.

"Oh~" Your moans are breathy, hitching ever so often as he keeps up such a consistent pace.

"Why y'running?" Price asks when your hips slide up—flinching when two fingers dip into your dripping entrance, wasting no time in curling up to directly come in contact with your g-spot.

"Right there..." the question unintentionally ignored, your mind focused on how Price massaged your spongy walls with such precision and speed.

Your legs push you farther into Price's naked lap and you shuffle your head into the crook of his neck as that familiar feeling in your abdomen builds feverishly.

Price's left hand finds your neck easily, wrapping his sizable hand around it whilst you chase your orgasm.

You could feel his gaze occasionally switch between your pleasure ridden face and drenched cunt—though you wouldn't dare to look at his rugged face.

You knew the hungry gaze that adorned it, you knew how fast that look would have your pussy gushing with a release, the thought alone had whines spilling shamelessly out of your mouth.

The tremor that was set in your legs was almost comical, but the action of closing said legs alongside your glazed eyes was laughable.

Price would never let that slide, you knew that.

"keep em' open." You ignored his command—intentionally, hoping to just revel in the feeling.

"not tellin you again." You knew the bite he had in his tone left no room for discussion.

You barely crack your eyes open, tears pricking the corners as your stomach starts to cave—unintentionally you lift your gaze to meet his, eyes already trained on you as he takes in everything you have to offer him.

Price dips his head to leave a firm kiss on your lips, suckling on your bottom lip briefly before letting go, " f'cking brat." His tone low and guttural, the mischievous gleam in his eyes evident.

" my f'cking brat." He clarifies.

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𝐃𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: @deunmiu-dessie

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[mrmeepsmadmind]

soundwave : OPTIMIS : SPOTTED. HOMEWRECKER ANNIHILATION : IMMINENT. SOUNDWAVE : WILL KILL EVERYONE. WILL KILL. ALL. VENGEANCE: SHALL BE SWIFT.

Shockwave : ...down girl, down .

the rest of the decepticons : 😶😶😶😶😶😶😶

also unrelated but

look at that body . primus.

[ultram0th]

Sometimes Mick felt a little bad about what he’d do. He would transform and mess with men every now and then, experimenting with a variety of victims. Guys who were jerks and needed to be taken down a peg, guys who were good Samaritans and deserved a reward, and some who were just minding their own business. It was the latter that was the most difficult to deal with. Still, whenever that urge to have fun rolled around, it was next to impossible to ignore it.

That just so happened to be the case as Mick relaxed in the sauna at the gym that he frequented. He had no idea who the two muscular men were who walked in after him, one in his mid-fifties while the other was in his early thirties. The way they chatted with one another made it sound like they were friends or at least work out buddies — the older one seemed to be more knowledgeable about workout plans and diets than the younger.

Mick smirked and stood up to leave the sauna, snapping his fingers as he exited the door.

— — —

Adam sat on the sauna bench, enjoying how the hot steam relaxed his tense muscles after his strenuous workout. “Damn,” he huffed, rolling his neck to the side to pop it, “that kicked the crap out of me.”

The older man, Vlad, smirked and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I told you I can whip you into shape,” he chuckled. “We’ll have you contest-ready in no time.”

Adam was interested in getting into natural bodybuilding, and after searching online, had managed to find Vlad who was a certified personal trainer. The older guy had years of experience when it came to helping others bulk up to incredible sizes, so Adam was eager to hire him. Lo and behold, it was only his first session with the guy, and he was already feeling as if his muscles were on fire.

The two men talked about workout plans, not really noticing when the other gym patron left the sauna, snapping his fingers behind him. There was an odd electric feel to the thick, steamy air that passed as soon as it had come.

Adam massaged his already sore pectoral, winded from the workout his trainer had put him through. Still, the results were promising and he found himself incredibly excited for tomorrow’s workout. He glanced over at the older man.

“So, like, what’s the workout plan for tomorrow, Daddy?” he asked in a voice that sounded like it’d shot up several octaves, sounding comical coming from his bulky body. He jerked back in confusion and cleared his throat a couple times, wondering if the steam was just messing with it and making it sound weird; but that didn’t explain the odd inflections or why he’d referred to the older man as ‘Daddy’.

Even Vlad scrunched up his face in confusion, eying the younger man up and down. “I’m gonna work those tight glutes of yours, Babe,” he grunted, his voice sounding deeper and rougher than it had earlier. The older man’s eyes widened in shock at what had left his mouth and he scratched at his chest in wonder, wincing when he felt much more hair on it than usual. 

Sure enough, when he looked down at himself, his chiseled chest was covered in dense salt-and-pepper colored hair. What shocked him the most was that his nipples had seemingly inflated, sticking out of the hairy forest by at least half and inch.

“Damn, Boy, Daddy’s nips have gotten so big for ya to suck on,” he heard himself playfully growl, blood draining from his face at his words.

Adam shot to his feet in a panic, his heart racing in his chest. “Daddy, like, what is even happening to us?” he twittered, waving his hands effeminately as he began to fret. He had no idea why he or Vlad were speaking so differently and he began to wonder if it was the steam that was affecting their brains. “Like, maybe this steam is fucking with our heads?”

The two men rushed out of the steam room and stood out in the vacant locker room, both of them panting from a mixture of the heat from the sauna and from the trepidation that filled their worried bodies.

It took them both a second to realize that in their hurry to get out of the sauna and catch their breath, they didn’t notice that they were standing uncomfortably close to one another: Vlad had his buff arm wrapped around Adam’s waist, the latter resting one of his hands on the the former’s hairier chest.

Both men took a quick step away from one another, blushing furiously. Neither of them wanted to admit that they wanted to step closer though, opting to look anywhere but at the other.

Adam took a nervous breath and readied himself to see if all the weirdness really was just due to the steam. “So, like, that was suuuuper weird,” he said, his heart falling at the words that left his mouth.

At the worried look that crossed over Adam’s features, Vlad felt an unknown protective surge inside of him, and he stepped forward and enveloped the smaller man in his arms. He was shocked by his actions, having never held another man so intimately before, but he couldn’t deny that he liked it. “Relax, Baby,” he said. “Let’s go home and figure this out.”

Adam was so focused on how much he loved to have his face shoved in the older man’s hairy chest that he didn’t register that, somehow, the two men knew that they lived together. He nodded and reluctantly pulled himself away from the older man. “Like, that sounds like a great idea, Daddy,” he muttered, pausing when he looked at the other man, staring straight ahead to only see Vlad’s clavicles. “Oh em gee! I, like, totally shrunk!”

When they’d started their workout this morning, Adam had actually been taller than Vlad by at least two inches, but now that he looked at the older man, he realized that he was now the shorter of the two. In his panic, he let his towel fall to the ground.

Vlad winced and fought the lust that ran throughout his hairy body as he stared at the naked man before him. He felt himself lick his lips hungrily as he looked at his younger companion’s bulging pecs and chiseled abs, running his gaze downward to the the two-inch nub that poked out above a set of balls that resembled cherry tomatoes.

“Oh shit,” he grunted. “Babe, please don’t panic, but I think I’m gonna have a lot more fun with your ass than your cock.”

“Like, what are you talking about?” Adam asked, cocking his eyebrow. He looked down at himself in confusion. When he saw his shrunken equipment, he let out a loud shriek of terror. “Like, what happened to my nub?!” He stomped his foot in frustration. “My nub! No, my nub! Fuck me! I don’t have a nub, I have a c-c- NUB!”

“Relax, Babe, you’re gettin’ all worked up,” Vlad said in a calm voice. “Daddy will take care of everything.”

“That’s, like, totally easy for you to say!” Adam spat, putting both of his hands on his hips as he talked. “I, like, get stuck with this puny nub, while you get a big, juicy cock!” He gestured forward at the older man.

Vlad glanced down and nearly fainted when he saw the large tent in his towel. He quickly tossed the cloth to the floor and stared wide-eyed at the foot long cock that was as large as a beer can and balls that were as big as oranges. It waved wildly in front of him and leaked precum the more he looked at the smaller (in both senses of the word) man.

“Daddy, like what happened to us?” Adam panicked, his pathetic nub throbbing with want the more he stared at the older man. “Like, why am I sooooo horny right now?”

Vlad wanted nothing more than to figure out what was wrong too so that they could fix it and return to their normal relationship as trainer and client. However, deep down, the new feelings inside of him made it so that a part of him really didn’t want to go back. “Daddy will take care of that for ya, Babe,” he cooed, walking forward and wrapping his arms around the younger stud affectionately. He bent down and began to kiss up the panicked man’s jawline.

Adam was overcome with such a surge of lust and love for the older man who he called ‘Daddy’, and before he could register what was happening, the two of them were making out in the locker room. The two men felt one another up and it wasn’t long before Vlad was on his back and Adam was bouncing on his cock, grasping both of the older man’s inflated nipples. The two of them heatedly made love in the locker room, being known as the gym’s cutest couple from then on.

[fredwkong]

Genie: Pete’s Wishes

Pete was a little 20-year-old nerd who had just started interning for a big securities firm. He didn’t top 5’4”, even the extra-small button-up shirts looked baggy on his skinny body, and he seemed even smaller because of his habitual slouching posture. At his first day at work, his new boss yelled at him, causing him to have a panic attack in the bathroom.

That evening, he walked by a thrift store and decided to go in. He wasn’t making much money as an intern, but he wanted to buy something small to cheer himself up. He spotted a traditional brass lamp on the shelf, the kind that genies sometimes come out of. At $20, it was a bit pricey for a thrift store, but Pete grabbed it anyway. It would make a cool conversation piece, if nothing else.

Once he got home, Pete started trying to clean the lamp, which caused it to begin glowing and convulsing until a cloud of smoke billowed out. As the smoke dissipated, it revealed an absolute muscle man of a genie. He wore tiny daisy dukes on his striated thighs, along with a top cropped just above his big, dark nipples. The genie stroked his finely cropped beard as he looked down at Pete.

“So, babe, here’s the deal,” said the genie. “You make the wishes, and I’ll turn them up to eleven.” He looked over Pete’s tiny body and cringing posture again, and curled his lip. “And girl, let’s make those wishes count. We have a lot of work to do here.”

“Um, uh.” The only thing in Pete’s head was the moment earlier that day when his boss had yelled at him. “I… wish I was more assertive?”

The genie smirked. “Good idea.” With a snap of his fingers, the genie filled the room with purple smoke. As Pete inhaled it, he felt like it shot right up into his brain, filling in spaces he hadn’t known were there. He suddenly realised that the way to get ahead in life was to be decisive and commanding. His posture uncurled, and his gaze became sharper. No one was ever going to overlook him or yell at him again.

The smoke also embedded itself in his throat, and he coughed, letting out a much deeper, more resonant sound than he had been capable of before. He now had a thunderous bass voice, a sound that was impossible for anyone to ignore.

Pete met the genie’s eyes for the first time. “Thanks,” he thundered, his new voice incapable of whispering.

The genie gave him an ironic salute. “Come back tomorrow for another wish, babe.”

The next day, no one was able to ignore Pete. He walked with power in spite of his tiny body, and nobody could ignore him when he spoke up to his boss in a meeting in his booming new voice. However, with his tiny stature and ill-fitting suit, they laughed off his advice. When he got home, Pete summoned the genie again, filled with righteous rage.

“Genie,” he roared, “I wish I had the cash to really show up my coworkers.”

“On it, babe,” said the genie, and snapped his fingers. It seemed for an instant as if nothing had changed. Then Pete got a notification on his phone. “You should check that.”

Pete had received an email from someone who said they were his secretary, informing him that his company had closed a deal to trade stocks for a multibillionaire client. Pete was a high-powered stockbroker. As he saw the number of zeroes on his contract, he felt another rush of knowledge into his mind. He knew exactly how to play the market, buying and selling to make sure that he and his clients ended every day with more money than they started with. He wrote a terse reply to his secretary:

“Understood. See you tomorrow. Peters.”

For a moment, he wondered why he had written that name. His name was… Peters, of course. Just like the exclusive boarding school where he’d first started day trading, he still preferred to go by his surname, but kept it casual by dropping any honourific.

“Enjoy those millions, darling,” said the genie, vanishing back into his lamp.

The next day was an exhausting one for Peters. He had the money, he was the boss, and he had an assertive attitude and booming voice, but he was still a shrimpy kid in his early 20s. Clients raised their eyebrows when a short young guy walked into the boardroom to present, and the secretaries, most of whom were older than him, seemed to resent Peters’ success and advantages.

When he summoned the genie, Peters was ready with the wish he had been thinking about all day. “I wish I was truly impressive.”

The genie grinned wide. “Absolutely, master,” he said, and snapped his fingers again. Another thick cloud of purple smoke emerged from the lamp, and this time it cocooned Peters’ entire body. He felt his clothes dissolve, leaving him naked. As he inhaled the smoke, Peters felt years of experience fill his mind. His already deep and assertive voice dropped a few more steps, gaining an imposing rasp.

As the smoke sank into Peters’ skin, he transformed. His black hair went grey, styling itself into a precise, stylish look. His face aged until he looked like a handsome man in his late 40s, with piercing eyes and a stylish grey beard. His whole body filled out as his height shot past 6 feet, bulked up with perfectly maintained muscle. His little cock thickened and lengthened as his pubes lightened to grey, becoming an impressive third leg with churning balls to match. Finally, the last of the smoke coalesced into a scattering of grey hair over his chest, back, and legs, and an immaculate blue suit.

Mr. Peters, the 49-year-old stockbroker, nodded to the genie. “Good work,” he rumbled, testing out the sound of his new, even more thunderous voice.

“Oh, I’m not done yet, master,” the genie purred, and clapped. The hotel room Mr. Peters had moved to with his newfound millions the previous night was immediately replaced with a huge, well-appointed penthouse. Instinctively, Mr. Peters moved to the humidor he kept next to the genie’s lamp. He expertly trimmed and lit a cigar, enjoying the luxurious flavour.

The genie looked him and the penthouse over one more time, and nodded. “See you tomorrow, sir,” he cooed, and blew a kiss to Mr. Peters as he vanished.

The next day, Mr. Peters was on fire. He closed several deals for his company, making himself and his clients even more money, and got taken out for dinner by the director of a competing corporation attempting to headhunt him. The power got him hard, and he was pent-up with a raging boner by the time he got home to make his wish.

“I don’t have time for any dating,” he told the genie brusquely. “I wish for a husband to fuck right now.”

“Order up,” the genie said, laughing, and snapped his fingers.

On the street outside, Larsen was looking for his friend Pete. They had been good school friends, both being little nerds, but Pete had suddenly stopped answering his messages a few days ago, and then seemed to have been scrubbed from existence. No one else remembered him, and people kept mentioning someone named Mr. Peters instead!

Just as Larsen was about to ask one of the building’s valet parking attendants if she knew a Pete living at this address, he felt a tug, as if someone had grabbed him around his belly, and he was suddenly in a dimly lit room. Outside the window was an exquisite view of the city, while inside of the room was a stern-looking man in a suit alongside a dark-skinned man dressed like a slutty himbo.

As the genie continued his work, Larsen became surrounded by a cloud of pink smoke. His muscles grew, his skin became porcelain smooth, and everything about him became classically handsome, like a perfect statue of a man. He grew to a respectable height, still shorter than Mr. Peters, and his dick swelled up, but not quite as large either. Instead, his ass grew into a pair of fuckable, jiggly globes that would be visible no matter what he wore.

The last of the pink smoke shot up Larsen’s nose and into his brain, rewiring him into a dumb himbo slut. Lars had been a German model until Mr. Peters had approached him after a show and offered to give him a luxurious life as his arm candy husband. They had a good enough relationship, and Mr. Peters—Sir—was a good, dominant Daddy, which Lars liked. What made their marriage really special, though, was that while Sir was at work, Lars went and picked up boys for the two of them to share. It was the only way he could get enough fucking during the day to keep up with his unbelievable sex drive.

“Guten Abend, Daddy,” Lars said, as the genie released him. “The boys are waiting in the second bedroom for us.” He stepped up in front of Mr. Peters and undid his tie and top button before Mr. Peters grabbed him by the back of his head and kissed him forcefully. A moment later, Lars led Mr. Peters out of the room and to the designated sex den, his bared dick leading the way.

The genie watched them leave. If he stayed any longer, the former Pete was likely to ask for something boring and unsexy like world domination, so it was probably time for him to put his lamp in the gym bag of one of the horny himbos Lars and Mr. Peters were fucking.

Idea with assistance from a bot of my creation.

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[musclejedi-tameem]

William was a down in his luck 20 year old. He just dropped out of college because it just wasn’t working for him. But now he needed to find a job and start paying bills off. One day he saw a help wanted flyer for the old wolf west era ghost town a couple miles away and figured it was a good as anything, the pay offered to be the sheriff was to good for him to pass up. When he got there and asked about the job he was quickly welcomed in and hired on the spot. The park manager took him over to the jail house and gave him his uniform. A billowy grey shirt, dark jeans and a black cowboy and of course a shiny star shaped badge. And a belt with a gun and holster on in to complete the look. He told William to get dressed so William went in and closed the door. As he dressed he realized that the clothes were all way to big for him. He was about to call out to the manager when he felt a weird sensation come over him. His body was tingling all over and it felt like he was being pulled not up and out! He groaned in pain and watched as his hands got bigger and beefier, fingers like sausages with thick dark hair growing on the knuckles. He could feel his clothes tighten as he chest swelled up into two massive slabs for pecs. His abs filled suit becoming ripped and defined. His arms swelled with power as his back widened out and his legs and feet grew and expanded to support his massive frame. His groans turned deep and guttural as his neck grew thick like an ox with a very prominent Adam’s Apple. Then he moan deeply in pleasure as his balks began to swell and hang low, his cock getting long and thick and hard too. As his balls filled with new testosterone his body filled out with dark wiry hair, especially on his face giving him a thick dark beard. His skin darkened just a touch and became weather worn as he also aged up to be 40 years old instead of 20. When it was over he bellowed low like a bull and came hard all over the room, the last of his old self being expelled from his body. He stood there sweaty and panting as the manager came back in smiling broadly at the newly created daddy hunk. “Well Will it looks like you embraced your role. You ready to start working for real?” He gave him a fresh pair of pants and the cum magically vanished from the room. “Sure I am boss! You know I’m the law in these here parts.” The new Will said in his deep voice. He quickly became a favorite at the park. Playing his part well and also became the manager’s part at night after the park closed. Not a bad trade for a college drop out.