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lilacxquartz · 3 months ago

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love you, love you, love you;

mr. crawling x reader

plot: some things are best expressed without the need of words — themes: spooning/cuddling, smut, maybe yan vibes — w.c: 1.1k

a/n: my first homicipher related fic. i want to try one for mr. silvair & mr. gap next, bc they were also my favs. this game has been taking over my life so much lately. like it’s been in my dreams, haaah.

masterlist • ao3

Mr. Crawling was always loud when he was excited within your company; his laughter filled out the vast empty spaces that were otherwise unadorned with familiarity. Whatever you once sought from those winding corridors was ever-fleeting, temporary, leaving you stuck within the confines of his company.

Yet, when he felt what you could only interpret as affection—that’s when Mr. Crawling then became different—quiet, soothing, kind but also… curious.

And when you would usually sleep, he would stand watch, knelt over the floor as per his usual stance but sometimes crouched near you, sometimes leaning back against the wall with his legs pressed up against his chest. He would watch you as his life depended on it, unwavering in focus and with eerie intensity. He would watch as your chest rose and fell, leaning close on occasion to catch the sweep of your breath and sometimes, he would trace the pad of his milky fingertips in long, languid strokes against your face. Always so delicate, so tender, but for the most part, quiet and even shy.

Having once caught a glimpse of Mr. Gap in your blanket space, however, set something territorial off for Mr. Crawling and he was never able to recover from such an invasion. The very idea that someone else was able to infiltrate what he deemed to be your space—especially someone who he disapproved of—wasn’t something he could stand for. Especially with the sort of trickster Mr. Gap was, he couldn’t bear to see you get hurt. It would kill him on the inside (and on the outside, too).

So, just as you were getting into bed to rest up once more, he too, slipped in under the covers with you. At first, you were startled as usual, turning to face him with confusion evident in your eyes, murmuring out some words in a language that he still could not understand. He repeated something back, the meaning lost and indecipherable upon your ears, though soon surrendering to emphasis using gestures instead. A hug to bring you closer, a reassuring pat on your head and a small, longing kiss over your nose.

You listened to his words again, repeating over and over like a broken record.

Perhaps he meant no harm, after all.

You turned your back to him and settled into his chest, finding that he was surprisingly warm for what he was. His taller frame encased your body, wrapping his ashen arms around your waist—accidentally brushing the fabric that sat over your breast—nicking the cloth ever so slightly. Your breath hitched in surprise and as though in sheepish realisation, he withdrew right away, terrified that you were upset with him.

You drew out a long breath, reminding yourself again, that after everything that has happened thus far…

That, Mr. Crawling does not want to hurt you.

That Mr. Crawling has only ever helped you.

So perhaps, right now, Mr. Crawling only wanted to be closer to you.

You relaxed your breathing, settling into his comforting shadow once more and allowed for his presence to envelop you. He repeated the soothing motions of his grappling arm, although he held onto you softer that time. His hands explored your body with a delicate touch, as though afraid of breaking you—of upsetting you again—his motions growing confident the longer that you didn’t protest. It wasn’t long before he, otherwise not disturbed by your lacking, conscious awareness, decided to explore further with you. Mr. Crawling’s fingers didn’t ask for permission that time, creeping beneath the clinging fabric, feeling your skin against his palms, inviting a pleased, almost delighted smile to curl on his lips.

The silence remained unbroken as Mr. Crawling continued his explorative focus on you; the quickly-building evidence of his need growing harder the longer he pushed himself behind your body, the repeated touches arousing something warmer within him. To both his surprise as well as your own—you were not repulsed, allowing him to creep even lower, below the skirt of the dress and up, brushing his hand up to your exposed skin and, reading into it—you communicated your consent from the moment you parted your legs, allowing him to get even closer.

Confidence surged in Mr. Crawling as he pushed himself into your hilt, allowing his hardened length to slip inside. Betraying the stagnant silence, he shuddered out a ragged gasp before giving into his own rising need; grinding himself into your sopping sex with steadily increasing fervour. His fingers clamped around the curve of your hips as he held you in place, slamming every last inch of himself deep into your core.

Ever touch-starved yet wanting nothing more than to surrender to the sensation of you, Mr. Crawling continued to drive his cock into your needy cunt, soon wrapping his winding arms around your body and holding on tight. He bucked intensely as you soon succumbed to breathless whimpers, incoherently begging for his name. Equally desperate whines rolled off the slip of his tongue as he found his lips pressed into the crook of your neck, dampening your skin with sloppy wet kisses—as many as he could give.

It felt overwhelming for you in a way to be worshipped like this but you did your best to keep up with such intensity, especially as the warm, tingling pleasure built up inside of you, too. You held on just as tight as he did, your hand seeking out his own—fingers weaving into his bony digits—interlocking and squeezing tight the closer you got, your grip and otherwise clenching need tightening simultaneously. To feel him losing himself inside of you was dare you admit, addicting, feeling him completely fill and stretch you out leaving you almost dizzied from the impaling force.

Mr. Crawling, like you, soon surrendered to the rolling bliss from the flick of his hips, feeling a surging warmth mount and rise, encouraging him to lose himself to the searing heat of the moment and you. Encircling your body in a possessive hug, he suddenly began to mutter out a new word in a strained mantra, again and again.

Given how desperate he seemed to be, you understood the meaning as ‘close’, especially as his actions grew more strained and less controlled.

“Close, close, close,” he repeated.

It didn’t take his chased release to catch up as his hips grew to a stutter, rutting out one final pump before melting into you. Mr. Crawling cried into your neck, spilling out the entirety of his overflowing love, feeling the pent-up devotion trickle down your thighs—yet not letting you move away—still retaining his claim on you.

Instead, he kept you even closer than before, not allowing you to part from him ever again (despite understanding your yearning for rest).

Words were never the problem, it seemed.

Mr. Crawling would have always found a way to… connect with you.

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immortalmrwavell · 20 days ago

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Wavell’s Vacation 3

(Original story posted August 31st 2022) This story has received mild edits and corrections

Read the First Part and the Second Part here!

Week 3

Messing around as Jake for the last week was some of the most fun I’ve had in a long time. It was a shame to have to leave him in all honesty. I knew I wanted to end my vacation with the best experience of them all but my last body definitely set a high bar. Due to this I ended up searching all day long until I finally found a man suitable enough to be my final host.

It was pure luck that I happened to stumble across him when I did. I had simply been wandering the cities, streets and towns of various places. I hadn’t been able to find a man that clicked with me until I happened to wander into a certain house. Phasing through the walls, completely invisible, until I found a bedroom with a young couple laid fast asleep. It was a man and a woman though naturally my attention was only focused on the man.

He was large. Huge even! And so much of it was simply pure muscle! A bodybuilder for sure. But I needed more than just an incredible body. It was only after seeing his face that I made my decision. Turns out he wasn’t just some random hunk. Rather he was also none other than Eric Janicki! A man with a pretty big name in the fitness community online. He wasn’t someone that’d come to mind beforehand but seeing him now I just knew I had to have that body.

I could’ve possessed him right then and there but I decided to watch and wait for a while. Silently observing that muscle bound hunk of a man until he finally awoke and pulled himself out of bed. I watched him go through his morning routine starting not long after 6:00 AM, getting up and ready for the day. I watched him start with some morning cardio before grabbing breakfast. Later having a few video meetings with his clients before later brainstorming some content to post on his socials and keep his followers growing. All up until about 10:00 AM when he made his way towards the steam shower in his bedroom en-suite.

Initially I was going to follow him right away until I realised that something needed to be prepared before I took him. With a flick of my wrist I was able to summon up two potions from my storage room back home. Had to do it now since using my magic inside a regular human vessel could prove problematic hence why I hadn’t done it while inside Jake and Tim. But with that out the way, I was free to phase through the cloudy glass door and into Eric’s home steam room.

A malicious grin spread across my face as I was greeted with a sight that would make most gay men cream their pants. There I saw Eric’s giant naked body basking in the steam, sweating as his sizable cock and balls swung freely. I took a moment to float around his body and I couldn’t help but be astonished at how massive he looked from every angle. Tim Tebow was one thing but Eric was on a whole other level. And he was in bulking season! To say he was thick as fuck would be an understatement.

Of course I was enamoured with every inch of his body but I just couldn’t keep my eyes off that giant muscle ass. Before long I found myself lowering down until I was eye level with it, watching as it jiggled whenever Eric changed his stance. I brought my face closer and closer to it, almost as if I were hypnotised, until finally…

“AUUGHH! What the… FUUUU-” Eric yelped out as I suddenly pressed my face between his cheeks and into his tight hole. I felt his ass clenching hard as his hands swung towards his backside to find whatever was penetrating him but to no avail. It didn’t take long for me to reach the prostate while I forced his hole to stretch wider. As I continued to press inside I made sure to stimulate it aggressively causing Eric to let out a series of loud thunderous moans. The pain of being stretched was suddenly drowned out by an immense type of pleasure he’d never before felt. Within mere seconds his cock had grown from soft to its full 7 and a half inches, pulsing with excitement and ready to leak pre-cum.

Eric soon found himself leaning onto the wall of the steam room for support as his howls of pain mixed with intense pleasure grew louder. His legs spread apart as he unconsciously arched his back. It seemed even though Eric’s mind and soul didn’t want me inside, his body on the other hand was more than happy to welcome me as its new host. Who would I be to refuse such a generous offer…

After that I began surging into my new body even faster than before. Upon doing so Eric was banging his fists on the wall and stamping a foot on the floor in frustration with still no idea what the hell was happening to him. He let out a final roar as I made one last push, finally allowing the last of my form to slip inside his hole before it clamped shut in relief. With that Eric’s eyes rolled back as I spread myself throughout his whole body immediately, just like with Jake. Pushing my ghostly form into every crevice of Eric’s herculean body until at last his eyes closed… and mine opened.

The first thing I noticed was my new member bucking sporadically with sensitivity. I realised moments later it was due to Eric having blasted his load against the wall after all the prostate stimulation. With a grin I gently got down onto my knees before using Eric’s tongue to lick his thick salty nut off the wall. This man definitely keeps a good diet because it tasted fucking delicious! Only after I’d lapped up every drop did I finally fall onto my sore ass and start groping my new vessel for all its worth. I can only imagine what it would’ve looked like to a third party. A massive hulking man writhing around on the floor of his steam shower, grabbing at his pecs, wobbling his thighs, kissing his biceps like a horny slut.

About 10 minutes later the glass door creaked open as I, Eric Janicki, stepped out. A sly smirk adorned my stolen face as I waltzed over to the mirror to inspect myself. I poked and prodded at my new features. A perfect mix of pretty boy and ruggedly handsome. I styled my hair a little just as he would before stroking my beard. I can always admire a great beard on a man.

But of course the real show was yet to begin. I just couldn’t hold back any longer from just bringing up my arms and flexing them hard in my reflection. “Oh yeah! Fuckin cannons!” I blurted out before patting my right bicep. Once I was done admiring my arms, I couldn't help but turn my attention to the giant shelf of muscle on my chest. The pecs I’d had in Tim’s body had been great but these were more than just pecs, they were FUCKIN MUSCLE TITS! Before I knew they were bouncing away! Left! Right! Left! Right! Fuck it was fun!

But of course I couldn’t ignore my legs. I mean how could I?! Sure having a huge upper body was one thing but legs like these weren’t something you see everyday. My new thighs were absolutely colossal! They forced me to stand with my legs further apart simply due to their sheer enormity. And my new calves were certainly no joke either. They were the size of footballs for fuck sake! Literal footballs. Not to mention the size of my new feet. Everything about this form was just massive.

I probably could’ve stood in front of that mirror for hours just staring at myself. However I was snapped out of my self absorbed grope-fest when I heard the sound of the front door shutting and a voice calling out for me. Eric’s girlfriend, who’s name was Alina according to my new memories, had just returned from her morning run. After hearing her voice I glanced at the two potion vials I’d summoned. They sat on the counter beside the sink, the liquid within them gleaming with magic. One of them glowed with a dark green hue while the other one shimmered in a bright blue. I swiped them both up before calling out to her that I’d be down in a minute.

Next thing I know I’m doing another closet raid as I’m searching for some of Eric’s clothes to throw on. You wouldn’t believe the sheer amount of gym clothes this man owned. I mean it made sense but still. In the end I slipped on a pair of violet shorts and a black tank top as he normally would, both huge in size yet fit my body snuggly. The shorts hugged my thighs and ass tightly while the tank top struggled to cover my thick pecs.

I made my way downstairs where Alina greeted me, asking if I was ready to head to the gym in a bit. “Absolutely!” I replied with Eric’s natural charisma before offering if she wanted to have some of the smoothie I was gonna make first. I had to hide a devious smirk as she accepted. It didn’t take long for me to whip up a healthy smoothie just as Eric would before dividing it between two glasses. Then, when Alina wasn’t looking, I pulled out the blue potion vial before pouring it into her glass. I watched with a mischievous glint in my eye as the sparkling blue liquid swirled into the healthy beverage.

The two of us gave a cheers, clinking our drinks together before downing them. I finished just quick enough to watch the last of it slide down her throat. I couldn’t help but get excited in anticipation for what was to come.

Alina set down her glass and looked up at me with a scrunched up expression. “Did… did you put something different in this?” She asked while flicking her tongue.

“Oh it’s just a little something to help bring out a… how shall I say… better version of yourself I suppose.” I managed to keep up Eric’s innocent charm at the moment.

My cryptic wording was lost on her however as Alina began to feel a bubbling sensation growing deep inside. Her body began to heat up rapidly as the magical energy began to flood through her very being. The athletic young woman doubled over in a mix of pain and discomfort as suddenly her body started to change dramatically.

Her breasts were the first to go, deflating until her chest was flat. Her nipples followed suit, becoming far less pronounced under her loosened sports bra. From there her body began to negate its own feminine features as her waist grew wider and her hips narrowed. Her ass rose up slightly as her joints repositioned themselves among other things all happening at once to give her body a much more masculine shape. The features on her face grew sharper as her hair began to shorten. By this point she’d begun to look less like a woman and more like a twunk college boy. But the changes were far from over.

Alina gasped as her height suddenly shot from 5’7 up to 6’1, not noticing the deeper tone in her voice. Her clothes had begun to tear but the first to give way was her sneakers. Two large manly feet burst out of them, wriggling a little as they soon tore through her socks as well to reveal the little hairs growing over them. Her hands followed that example as they swiftly grew less dainty and more meaty. It wasn’t long Alina had thick digits for fingers while wisps of hair spread their way across the back of her hands.

By now a hungry expression was plastered across my face as her body started to pump itself bigger. Every muscle in Alina’s body pulsed with strength and size as her clothes continued to rip. Her chest rapidly grew bigger once again but this time with thick, powerful muscle. Her body continued to widen as it filled out. Bulging arms, thick legs, powerful pecs. By now her feminine figure was all but gone, replaced by a beefy masculine frame that soon burst out of the clothes that’d been struggling to keep her covered, leaving her nude as could be.

The transformation wasn’t finished with her face yet either. Stubble began to spread across what was once a smooth jaw. All the while her features continued to grow as her eyes deepened and her nose broadened. Any resemblance to the woman she once was had all but vanished. Instead he now adorned the ruggedly handsome face of a muscular man in his late 20’s. And within moments that stubble he had l continued to grow into a thick full beard that framed his new face perfectly.

The final changes were settling in at last with a generous layer of body hair spreading across his chest, stomach, arms, legs and even ass. He’d gone from a smooth skinned princess to a furry barbarian!! However Alina and myself were far too focused on what was going on between his legs to take much notice of that at the moment.

He groaned in a much deeper baritone, mouth agape and face twitching as his dripping pussy began to push out a small mushroom tip. It didn’t take long for that tip to grow and thicken with an elongating shaft until finally Alina had a giant 8 inch cock bouncing fully erect between his legs. Just before his vagina could finish sealing up though, a fat pair of cum filled balls slipped out and hung comfortably between his thick hairy thighs.

Of course I couldn’t help but scan this new man’s body with a sense of pride. And while I admired my handy-work, Alina’s mind underwent some needed changes. You see drinking that potion didn’t just alter his body, but also the reality around us. Every memory he ever had of being a woman was quickly being drained and replaced with the life of a gay man (same went for anyone else that knew him before). And as the last of Alina was squeezed out, Aaron’s eyes went wide before his pulsing new dick erupted its first load, ejecting his former life in the process. Permanently.

It seemed Aaron’s first nut stacked on top of his intense transformation took a lot out of him. His balance started to look wobbly before his legs buckled completely. I jumped forwards just in time to catch him in my bulky arms as he fell unconscious. I placed one arm under his legs and one on his back before picking him up with ease, reminding me just how powerful this new body is. I carried Aaron into the living room with heavy footsteps. He grumbled a little as I placed him gently on the couch. With that I finally had a chance to observe the masterpiece I had created. Sure he wasn’t quite as huge as me but he still had some impressive muscle. And seeing all that body hair was making me want to grow out some fur in Eric’s body as well just to see how it’d look.

I ran a hand across his chest, feeling his fuzzy pecs rise with each breath. Soon lowering down to his furry stomach where a few splashes of cum resided. I wiped some up on my finger before bringing it towards my lips. Without a second of hesitation I stuffed the finger straight in my mouth and sucked it clean, savouring the taste of the new man’s cum.

It wasn’t uncommon for some people to faint like this after such a dramatic transformation. From past experience I knew Aaron would be waking up in about 10 minutes or so which gave me more than enough time to make one last magical change. I pulled the other remaining vial out of my pocket. I admired the glimmering green solution inside before popping the lid off and necking the entire thing at once. Unlike the permanent potion I’d given to Aaron, this one was only temporary and would last exactly a week.

The effects started to kick in almost immediately. A wave of relaxation washed over me, putting me right at ease as my mind started to fog up. For every second that passed my impressively high IQ dropped a couple points. Gradually I could feel myself getting dumber and dumber. I knew my intelligence was only being locked away but it felt as though it were being squeezed right out of me. Strangely enough… It kinda felt good. Letting all of that intelligence wash away was weirdly soothing. Like I was floating on a cloud. Soon after, my whopping 210 IQ had managed to drop all the way down to about 65, my mouth agape as a dumb haze settled over me. Not a single intelligent thought running through my head and it would stay that way for the next week.

Not long after this, Aaron’s eyes fluttered open. Looking down he saw the hairy muscular body he now owned. Yet didn’t think anything of it as if it were a sight he’d seen everyday. Instead he turned his head to see me, his boyfriend, chuckling to myself like a complete idiot as I worshiped my huge bod.

“Huhuhuhuh… sooo fuckin big dude…” I muttered as I heaved and groped at my giant pecs, bouncing them obsessively.

Aaron sat up slightly as he raised an eyebrow in my direction. “Babe? What’re you doing?… and why am I naked on the couch?”

Noticing my boyfriend had finally come around, I looked over at him. My expression was slow and dumb at first before turning to a smile. “Duhhhhh… Sorry, got caught up admiring my body bro. Can you blame me? Huhuhuh.” I immediately flexed my arms again in an effort to show off the only thing about me that was still impressive. Aaron only rolled his eyes. “And I think you said something about taking a nap before the gym. Can’t remember bro. We should totallyyyy go now though.”

Aaron couldn’t quite recall going for a nap but he brushed it off before getting up. “You know I find it weird when you call me ‘bro’. I’m your boyfriend Eric.”

I simply laughed it off. “Guess the word is just stuck in my… uhmm… vocabulary.” I really had to rack my mind for that last word. “Whatever babe just hurry up and get dressed! I’m itching to get a pump on!”

“Okay, okay I’m going.” Aaron abided, amused by my eagerness. Of course I couldn’t help but watch the way his furry ass moved as he approached the stairs. I was damn eager to get a piece of that tonight.

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When the two of us first set foot in the gym, I took a long deep breath. The smell of sweat, tears and hard work filling the air and I absolutely loved it! I felt weirdly at home. Ever since I drank that potion, my mind might’ve dulled but my desire to lift weights and get huge had never been so potent. It was pretty much all I could think about until we got here. Well that and the occasional thought of Aaron choking on my dick and swallowing my load. And vice versa.

My new desire coupled up with Eric’s vast knowledge of the gym and working out made for the perfect meathead combo. Before long I found myself hitting Eric’s back workout and lemme tell you it hurt like hell. And yet the pain brought me a weird sense of joy and accomplishment to the point where I wouldn’t stop until my body couldn’t go any further. I pushed my physical limits more than I ever thought I could. Certainly more than any other form I’d inhabited wouldve been able to. And the pump after each exercise was nothing short of addicting. My mind soloing in on the workout like nothing else in the world mattered. And to me, it didn’t. Nothing was more important than getting huge and swole. There wasn’t much else going on up in that empty head of mine anyways.

Of course Aaron was there through it all, getting his own sets in between my own as I shouted words of encouragement to push him to his limits. We might’ve been boyfriends but I certainly acted way more like his coach and gym bro at the time.

Once everything was said and done, it felt fucking fantastic! My back might’ve been on fire after that hellish workout yet I don’t think I’d ever felt more alive! Besides when I originally took the body and form of Mr Wavell of course. I felt so incredible in fact that I convinced Aaron to film me flexing. I made the excuse that it was for my socials but really I just wanted an excuse to toss my tank top aside and show off like dumb himbo I was.

Aaron took my phone and began recording. “Let’s see it.” He stated as I got ready. “What we got? What we got?” With that I went up into the classic double bicep pose, showing off not only the colossal size of arms but the wideness of my upper body. After that I proceeded to go through a series of poses like it was natural. “Let’s see that back!” Aaron said from behind the camera as I turned around. “Fuck yeah.” I knew he was enjoying seeing me flex my impressive form. I mean who wouldn't, right? I’m a fucking BEAST bro! Not to mention he got to be the lucky dude who heads home with me at the end of the day. Finally I gave my back a good flex, holding it for a moment as Aaron tried not to get distracted by my thick ass.

Feeling satisfied, I eventually relaxed and took my phone back. We grabbed the rest of our stuff before heading out of the gym, protein shakes in hand.

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Let me tell you that my first night with Aaron out of this world. Once we got home, the two of us were incredibly horny. We’d even started making out and rubbing our boners together but we still had work to finish today so we agreed to get it all done first so then we’d have plenty of time to ourselves after. Hence we got right to it. I had a few online meetings with clients Eric had been training, talking with them about their exercise and diet plans like an expert. Right now fitness was the one area that I still felt intelligent in. Can’t say the same for all the complicated money and business shit I had to get Aaron to help me with afterwards though.

But once all was said and done, Aaron and I found ourselves falling into bed, wrapped in each overs arms. Me enjoying and admiring his furry body while he grabbed and worshipped my hefty muscle. Before long the two of us were lost in each other's scent, taking turns diving into the other’s armpits and taking in the sweaty aroma that we both adored. Shortly after, Aaron took it upon himself to jump on top of me 69 style. Swallowing my dick as he plunged his own into my mouth. It wasn’t until I started to taste the pre-cum drooling that he finally pulled away.

In all honesty I’d been planning to pound him first but the way he commanded me to flip onto my stomach so he could start eating my ass sent shivers through me. The way he dove his tongue inside my hole before finally lubing up his 8-incher and pressing it between my muscular bubble ass… Fuck. I couldn’t think of anything but cock up until the second he slid inside me. He made sure to push deep and slow, pressing against my prostate just right in a way that had me seeing stars. For someone who didn’t have a dick when they woke up this morning, Aaron certainly knew how to dominate me with it. He wouldn’t let me go until he’d blasted his load inside. All the while reaching around and groping my pecs greedily while I groaned like the dumb horny beast I was.

After that of course it was my turn and that furry ass felt just as good as I’d hoped. It took my full length without a problem, welcoming it even. At this point I was starting to get a tad jealous. Not only was his dick slightly bigger but his ass took cock better than mine as well, even if my ass was thicker. That potion certainly did wonders for his body, I’ll give him that. Regardless I gave it my all, using my superior strength and size to move him into whatever position I wanted until we ended up with him on his back, legs over my shoulders as I thrusted inside. Getting to see that handsome face make all sorts of lust-fuelled expressions only drove me crazier. I couldn’t help but lean down to kiss him between thrusts.

At long last the house echoed with our combined moans as I finally busted inside my boyfriend, flooding him with Eric’s thick potent seed. The primal desire to breed what belonged to me was satisfied, quickly replaced by a desire to simply cuddle and fall asleep in each other's arms. It was… nice.

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Over the following week I proceeded to blissfully float through the life of Eric Janicki. Half the time I felt dumb as a brick, especially when Aaron and other people started talking about complicated shit I didn’t understand. Weirdly enough though, I think Aaron liked it. He loved having a big dumb meathead of a boyfriend who was almost all muscle and no brains.

At this point there was really only one thing I excelled at and that was getting huge! The gym, eating right and keeping in shape were always some of the top things on my mind. Waking up every morning just itching to get on with my day so I could start lifting weights and pushing myself. And that’s exactly what I did. I was in the gym almost everyday and during that time I would completely zone in. Nothing else around me mattered. The only things that existed were the intense pump and the drive push beyond my limits.

Of course despite my determination, Aaron and I still had plenty of fun with our time at the gym. I told him to get a video of me crushing a few sets for my Instagram but as I was resting he got a little cheeky and just started filming my bubble ass instead. When I noticed I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my butt around a little for him. With my shorts looking as though they were painted on, it made for quite the sight. I could already see the amount of likes and saves that video was gonna get.

When I got a look at the video afterwards, even I started to get a boner looking at my own bubble butt moving like that. No wonder Aaron had to adjust his bulge while recording.

I became so absorbed into this bodybuilder himbo lifestyle that by about the third or fourth day I’d almost completely forgotten about who I was before all this. My mind was so fogged over in this dumb meathead haze that anything not pertaining to either my new love life or getting jacked was simply pushed aside with the exception of growing Eric’s social media following and training clients. The idea of being an all powerful warlock capable of reality bending feats was slowly becoming a distant memory buried under a mind numbing sea. And I completely gave into it. I let this new persona of mine takeover completely. I gave in to the muscle. To the pump. To the life of an incredibly handsome gym obsessed muscle beast with a just handsome boyfriend to boot…

That is until one morning while I was in the steam shower humming away to myself. I was just getting ready to turn it off when suddenly I felt as though I’d been smacked over the head. And just like that my eyes went wide as the fog covering my mind began to lift. My intelligence that’d been locked away for the past week quickly returned to me. I blinked a few times, finally I was able to think clearly again after taking that potion.

I stepped out of the steam shower a couple minutes later, looking in the mirror at myself. It’s a damn good thing that potion had a time limit because if not I would’ve certainly lost myself in this life and done irreparable damage by staying in Eric’s body too long. But alas everything went how I planned. Unfortunately that meant it was now time for me to say goodbye to this body and its reflection. I’ve got to say that it was by far the most interesting out of the three lives I’ve lived. Allowing myself to sink into that stereotypical gymbro type lifestyle is something I’m never going to forget and I’ll most certainly have to try again someday. But with that I gave my arms one last flex, my pecs a final bounce and my cock one last tug before I headed towards the bedroom to begin the de-possession process.

Just like last time I decided to exit the same way I entered. Eric’s body began to convulse slightly, his muscles jiggling while my ghostly form started to relinquish its control. Before long Eric’s hole stretched open for me and did so much easier than when I first entered (probably due to me taking Aaron’s load pretty much every night). And as expected Eric’s cock started to firm up as I brushed against his prostate on the way out, eventually causing his knees to buckle before falling onto all fours. A very similar scene to when I first took over Jake’s body the week prior.

The sheer ecstasy overtook Eric as he let his face fall to the floor and his arms to collapse at his sides, letting out a long deep and needy moan while keeping his huge ass up in the air. The sound must’ve caught Aaron’s attention from downstairs as he soon walked in to see Eric displaying his ass just as the last of my ghostly form slurped out of his hole, completely invisible. Aaron didn’t know how to react as he watched his bulky boyfriend suddenly shoot his load all over the bedroom carpet.

The real Eric came to his senses shortly after. I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched on, still invisible to them both as Eric tried to explain himself to Aaron. You see I took a few creative liberties with Eric’s mind as I left. It had already adjusted to fit the new reality with Aaron alongside everyone else, altering his memories and what not. In turn I made Eric completely and utterly gay from now onwards. He’ll have never remembered ever being straight in his life. Only ever being a huge gay meathead that loves taking cock up his big muscle ass. And like with Jake I also gave him some pseudo-memories of the last week to go along with it. With that my handy-work was done. Or so I thought…

You see, I decided to hang around Eric and Aaron for a few extra hours before leaving. After the whole scene that Aaron walked in on, I wasn’t surprised to see the two of them jump into bed, Aaron pounding away at Eric in a horny frenzy. After which though, when the couple had gotten back to their regular day, I noticed something different about Eric. He was… well… dumber! Far more so than before I first possessed him. He must’ve been acting similarly to how I had been while under the influence of that potion. My only guess is that it seems to have had some strange side effects. Perhaps due to having both myself and Eric‘s soul in that body simultaneously when under its influence. Its effects may have worn off on me but for some reason or another they’d stuck with Eric!

I could’ve removed it myself in all honesty. Brought his IQ back up to what it was before. But nah this was even more fun so I decided to leave things as they were for now and enjoy the show. Honestly I just couldn’t believe that was how I’d been acting for the past week. It cracked me up to think about but it made me kinda horny at the same time. Once I was done admiring however, I eventually decided to head home.

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In a cloud of purple magic I teleported back into my mansion. It definitely felt good to be home. I allowed my ghostly form to become physical once again before stretching my arms and back. Now I could sit back and relax for a day or two before heading out and getting up to my usual shenanigans again. I’ve gotta say though, living in such a huge mansion in a separate pocket dimension does get a bit lonely from time to time. Maybe I should get an apprentice to teach some of my tricks at some point. Or maybe something more…

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