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worse things I could get stuck as

Bring A Buddy Along

A sequel of sorts to my collab story with Verus-Veritas! Since the Oilers are struggling to keep up with the Panthers in this SCF series, it seems like Bizz might be stuck as my hockey shorts for another whole year - at least...

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Oh damn! Hope I get to turn back at the end of this :O

for @bizzhideaway

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Fantasy Football Party

It was Game day! The NFL had been really pumping up the hype for their games recently and it had caused a lot of excitement not just in the sporting community, but the writing community! Specifically a few of the TF writing community! While some were avid fans, others were fans of the hot bodies  playing those sports! So when Bryce, Nate, Adam, Henry, JW, and Shaun got an invite from their not so sporty friend Jay to mark the day of the big game with a party they were surprised!

The first to arrive was Bryce! He was excited to see Jay for their big party! Bryce was 5’11 and a bit out of shape, but he shared his friend’s appreciation with the hot athletes in the NFL.

Bryce knew Jay as his not very sporty writer friend. Jay was on the smaller side of height and proud of his Asian heritage! Which is why Bryce was shocked when a blond haired towering man answered the door.  The figure was clad in a football uniform, helmet, pads, jersey and all! The large cleats he was wearing adding to his imposing stance.

“Bryce! Glad you could make it!” The football player said embracing Bryce much to his surprise. 

“Uh… Hi… I don’t- wait you look familiar.” Bryce mutter pressed against the slightly sweaty athlete.

“Oh sorry. I was having fun with some new outfits.” The football player removed his helmet revealing long blond hair, blue eyes, large jaw, and a laid back smile. The light purple tank top he wore showed off his powerful arms and there was a light sheen over his body as if he’d just come from practice.

“You’re Trevor Lawrence! The quarterback.” Bryce gasped. 

“Close! But that gets into what we’re gonna be doing tonight. It’s me Jay! Long story short I found a way to have some fun tonight with the different players in our fantasy football draft.” Jay explained cockily.

Bryce was amazed seeing this 6’6 athlete talk exactly like his 5’6 Asian friend. It was impossible, yet with each word it solidified his identity. 

“H-how is this even happening!? You’re like a foot taller and a brand new race! What could even do something like this?” Bryce asked breathlessly.

“Well I’ll get into the how later. It was so much fun for me. I enjoyed every second! For now just enjoy your change.” Jay said patting Bryce on the back.

“My change?” Bryce said, but soon he was overcome with a tingling all throughout his body. Bryce had not realized as Jay was talking that his own body was changing. He could feel every inch of his skin tingling as it took on a tanner visage. His hair grew into a clean cut shape with some stylish products added as it darkened as well! His own height diminished 2 inches, but his entire body sharped with toned muscle. His face began to reshape, gaining smooth skin and a pronounced Adam’s apple that revealed the deeper moans that came from his body as he changed. His own clothing shifted from that of a guest to a football player in seconds before he stood before his friend completely changed.

“What just happened?” Bryce asked in a deeper voice and a bit of a southern drawl! He couldn’t help but look down and see the tight jersey over his body. His new pecs so pronounced beneath the fabric he’d swear he could bounce them if given the time. And he felt the tight compression pants surrounding his new tight ass, showing off every crevice. 

“You just became Younghoe Koo! The South Korean kicker for the Atlanta Falcons! Gosh his voice really does sound as sexy as they say. You’ve got that twang to your voice that just sounds perfect.

Bryce rushes inside to see himself in the mirror and gasps.

“That’s really me?” Bryce said smiling, examining his features with complete surprise and satisfaction. 

“Yes sir. Down to your last tattoo.” Jay said, tapping at his left arm revealing the detailed artwork. “Feel free to explore your body some more! I know I did. And like I said, I’ll explain more as more people arrive! And speaking of!”

The two looked outside and through the window they could see Nate walking up to the door. The 25 year old was also 5’11 and his pudgier frame showed through his choice of jerseys.

“Oh this is too perfect! He’s already wearing his Josh Allen jersey! I think for him I’ll have him change as he gets closer,” Jay smirked. 

Bryce was confused, but could quickly see what Jay was talking about. He was the same height as Nate. Or at least was. Soon he could see his friend growing. Taller and taller! The once pudgier frame of his now looking lean stretched out to the 6’5 frame of the athlete he was becoming. His brown hair and light stubble grew a bit darker and fuller. His hair styling into an athletic cut and his stubble nearly forming a full beard. All the while his frame was slowly filling with muscle befitting the quarterback he was becoming.

“I’m Josh Allen!” Exclaimed Nate from outside as Jay opened the door for his friend. 

Nate couldn’t believe his own change, but was somehow more surprised when he saw Trevor Lawrence and Younghoe Koo. After a few minutes of frantic introduction Nate finally calmed down.

“Here! I got you guys some beers. I don’t normally drink them, but it felt appropriate for a football party.” Jay said handing them both cans.

“Thanks Trevor… Jay… you…” Nate said laughing. “I still can’t believe this! Can you tell us how this happened? I mean I’m Josh freaking Allen right now! I grew 6 inches and  feel like I could throw a football across a stadium.”

“I guess that’s what being a quarterback will do to you.” Bryce laughed while sipping his beer. “And now that you mention it… I feel like I could kick a football across a stadium… plays and drills are kinda running through my head when I concentrate.”

“That’s part of the change. When you guys arrived at my party not only did you turn into these guys physically but you also gained their abilities! On and off the field!” Jay explained. For me unfortunately that means I know a lot about Crypto now, but also I know how to play football! I’ll finally be able to watch and understand the sport today!”

“Yeah but I know you didn’t just find a way to change us into pro athletes to understand the game. There’s got to be a reason.” Nate scrutinized looking fairly thoughtful with Josh Allen’s face. However, that’s when the doorbell rang.

“Adam!” Jay said answering the door greeting his friend with a hug. The 40 something engineer was confused to see the 24 year old quarterback hugging him. Adam was normally considered pretty tall at 6’1, but that paled in comparison to the buff athlete standing 5 inches taller than him in that moment. He could feel his out of shape form pressing against the solid muscle of he now realized was Trevor Lawrence! However, with each second of that hug he could feel his body change. It was as if he was being revitalized by a simple hug. His body felt more compact. Tighter in all the right places… as his body hardened to match. He felt his hair grow lighter as his biceps peaked from his clothing. Clothing that now shifted into a compression tank top that clung so closely to his body, onlookers could see abs! 

“Or should I say Christian McCaffery!” Jay smirked releasing his friend now a 27 year old quarterback!

Adam was confused, but there was no denying something had changed as the pair released each other from the hug. Turning to a nearby hall mirror he gasped.

“I’m… I’m!” Adam muttered putting his hands on his new youthful face and flexing a bit in the mirror completely in disbelief.

“Yeah yeah. You’re in the body of your dreams, based on your fantasy football picks! You can thank me later. I’m gonna tire myself out if I have to give out these explanations each time! Maybe I’ll make this go a bit faster.” Jay said stroking his square jaw, looking like a quarterback formulating a play in his head.

Adam joined the others in the living room, not knowing what Jay was even considering. 

“Wow. Ok. When Jay invited us here I wasn’t expecting to be surrounded by a bunch of pro athletes. You’re Younghoe Koo! I mean… you look like him.” Adam said nervously still getting used to his new body.

“Yeah It’s me Bryce in here. I just look like Younghoe. And feel like him too… this body feels incredible, but I think we’ll get used to it. I’m feeling more comfortable by the second.” Bryce admits. 

“I just hope Jay knows what he’s doing,” Nate said from inside Josh Allen. It’ll take a lot of explanations on how any of this happened. Does he even know what he’s doing?

They all turned to see Jay in the kitchen looking at a book when a puff of smoke emitted from it followed by a lot of coughing and a smoke alarm.

“There! That should get them here faster!” Jay proclaimed. 

The group didn’t know what he meant, but the remaining guests on their way did. 

Jared was driving back from the office when he heard some strange whispers around him and suddenly a cloud of smoke quickly filled and dissipated from his car! He coughed up a storm, glad he was at a stop light, but was shocked to see what was amongst the cleared remains of himself and his car! He looked down, expecting to see his modest build, the kind spent from years at an office. But that was no more. His lighter skinned body in semi formal wear was now replaced with the darker coloring and powerful build of a quarterback! Now he was wearing a jersey, a hoodie, a backwards cap, and his formerly clean shaven face now had the beginnings of a nice beard! He quickly checked his rear view mirror and screamed. Jalen hurts was staring back at him!  He felt 10 years younger and really confused. But more than that he noticed his car… it was fancy. Top of the line. The kind a rich athlete could afford not him! He sped off down the street to his friends! They wouldn’t believe this.

Meanwhile across town.

Henry was still getting ready in his room! He was fashionably late to his friend’s party, but he was sure they’d understand. But as he got dressed the clothing he put on his body shifted, becoming that of a blue football jersey with the number 88!

“Weird, that's Mike Gesicki number! And gosh this jersey is kinda big on me…” Henry said. He was pretty tall around 6 feet, so he was not used to the unfamiliar clothing being that big… but his body would soon catch up! His arms lengthened! His feet grew! Each word of protest sounded more and more American! Until he stumbled all the way to his mirror and saw the blond haired blue eyed tight end staring back at him. He could see his face reform till no trace of his original self remained. All that stood was the 6’6 athlete he’d admired on TV! Not just that but as he stared, his mirror shifted, becoming that of a nice desk. The changes spread all the way across his room until he sat in a nice apartment filled with football trophies and pictures. 

Back at Jay’s house the group was panicking. After Jay had muttered those strange words it seemed like the whole house shook and reformed. The TV was twice as big! The couch was made of fine leather! There was a liquor cabinet in the corner and there were new pictures of their celebrity athlete bodies on the walls!

“Jay! What did you do?!” Nate cried out, his deeper voice sounding commanding and urgent.

“Is that a spell book!?” Bryce added seeing Jay slowly slide the book into a cabinet.

“Reality… it’s changed… the house, the appliances… our clothes… did you just change reality to match our bodies?” Adam inferred the cause and effect of the events adding up.

“Ok… yes… by accident.. I was trying to trigger Jared and Henry’s transformation remotely! Shaun’s too! But I think I misread some of the book and it made a wave of REALITY changes, rather than just physical changes.” Jay bashfully admitted. The long haired jock looked quite apologetic, shrinking into the corner in embarrassment, a difficult task given his new 6’6 stature.

“Hey I’m not complaining!” Came a voice came as Patrick Mahomes stepped through the door. “Hey guys! It’s me Shaun! I don’t know what happened but somehow I became Patrick- Oh!”

Shaun said looking inquisitive at the gathered party full of athletes. 

“So… I guess everyone is an athlete. Gosh. When I first saw my older self stepping out of the car and adjusting my clothes I was feeling self conscious. But I suddenly started changing before my eyes! Growing huge! Getting these muscles, this tight tank, this cool under armor headband, and getting to see your house change into a legit mansion was awesome.”

“Wait, mansion?” Jay asked, racing outside. He could see his friend was telling the truth! A mansion stood before him the likes of which he’d only ever dreamed! “Oh fuck.”

A few minutes passed. Shaun was still admiring his body in front of the others commenting on how different his new body was. He loved showing off his improved strength and challenged Nate and Adam to arm wrestles that quickly devolved into actual wrestling! All the while Bryce looked on with Jay as Henry and Jared finally arrived. 

“Ok… now that we’re all here, Jay I think you owe us a full explanation.” Bryce said, crossing his arms, looking a lot more intimidating than normal inside Younghoe Koo. 

Jay sighed. “Alright. So I turned you all into athletes so we could have a fun party as members of our draft! I had this whole thing planned out that we’d try new bodies at each point! There was gonna be this great game!... But.. I accidentally jumped the gun and messed with reality too… This book I got… well it’s real magic and I used a pretty powerful spell…”

Jared shrugged. “I mean that’s fine. This is still a great idea. Just tell us next time you change reality again.

“That’s the thing… a spell to warp reality can only be cast once. After that the affected reality sorta… stays… there is no turning back. You guys are all professional athletes now… like for real.” Jay admitted.

There was a collection of deep voiced gasps from the guests! Tonight Jay and his friends were no more. They were simply a few NFL athletes that the world knew as close friends!

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I have been hearing about your costume shop. Barbie has been a big hit this year so I was wondering if you had anything that would work for that theme. Like Ken, Allen or anything!

Barbie Did It!

Ok you find a pair of shorts, no wait that's underwear, they look like something Ken might wear so you go to try them on, unaware the side effects on these.

As you pully them on, you stand there naked with just them on now, you feel something happening. Your skin begins to stiffen on your body, you notice you can't see your chest rise with your breathing any more. Then you notice your skin is beginning to shine, in fact you'd swear it looks like it's becoming plastic. You suddenly feel your joints pop as you look and suddenly everything on you seems to be attached like some damn toy. Your hair becomes bright blonde and extremely synthetic looking as it looks as if it's stitched to your skull now. You try to move but suddenly can't your frozen in place as you feel your rather impresssive dick vanish replace by a smooth void on your crotch. The last thing to happen is the room begins getting larger around you, no you're shrinking. Suddenly you hear the door open, it's me, i reach down and pick you up. Dammit, how many of these damn dolls am I going to be stuck with this year. Fucking Barbie movie.

I place you on the shelf by the register, your new home now as you look out among the customers unable to speak or move, all they see is your new form and smile. The only thing realistic om you are your nipples and they are extra sensitive to touch, and everyone who saw you wanted to feel the Ken with the real nipples,

Welcome to your new hell Ken #25

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Those dog collars look really nice. Do you have anymore? Asking for a friend...

We have plenty in a variety of colors. Don't forget the leash either. You don't want your new best friend to get away from you. Red Collar

Take your new friend on a trip. Roll down the window and let that fresh air hit his nose. Don't mind the nose art he's eventually going to leave you though.

Blue Collar

Need a little more high energy friend? Try giving him a blue collar. I'm sure he'll love to go on runs with you as soon as he's finished.

Green Collar

Green should be calming, but it ends up creating the opposite effect. Any friend who tries this on ends up becoming a pure fluffy ball of energy and chaos.

Reflective Collar

Need to make sure your soon to be four legged friend is safe? Get any of the collars with the reflective design and you'll always be able to find them.

Special Edition Collars

Got a friend who won't stop talking about Scooby Doo? Well maybe it's time to let them really understand what Rutroh means and give them one of our special edition collars.

Golden Collar

Got a team mate or a player who needs to listen more? Slip a golden collar around them. Guaranteed to have them doing all your commands by end of 2nd quarter.

Yellow Collar

Just had a bad breakup, but you aren't sure if you're ready to let them go? Slip on a yellow collar. Even if they try to run away, they'll always get returned to you since the collar says you own them now.

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I would love to select a suitcase for BKK if there are any still available!

You ordered the suitcase because you think back wistfully to your last vacation in Thailand. Dreamlike landscapes. Highly interesting culture. Incredibly nice people. The only thing that annoys you are your stupid colleagues, who can only make jokes about the fact that you flew there just for quick sex.

There are cool things in the suitcase. Sportswear for Thai Boxing and Mixed Martial Arts. Sporty clothes for clubbing. You were lucky, you got a suitcase that suits your athletic body and your interests. When you tell the story at lunchtime in the canteen, of course, immediately comes from your fat unpleasant office neighbor a stupid comment. Whether there are also used panties in which he can jerk off. First you roll your eyes in annoyance. And then you have an idea.

It's not hard to be in the office before your lazy colleague. Of course, he disregarded all the rules again and didn't lock his container. Your luck. So you put a used jockstrap from your suitcase in the top drawer. The rest of the day you are in meetings. And when you are done, your colleague is already gone. And the perverted sow has actually taken the jockstrap with her.

The next morning you are blindsided. Your colleague is there before you. And has already prepared your coffee. And during the day he asks you again and again about Thailand and about your sporting interests. Hey, the idiot can be really nice.

The following day you have the impression that your colleague has lost weight. Significantly! During the lunch break, he asks you if you would like to work out with him. You arrange to meet the day after tomorrow before work for a morning workout. When you leave in the evening, your colleague is still sitting there. Somehow he seems different. And when he wishes you a good evening, you swear that he has a slight accent.

When he wishes you a good morning the next day, it's not just a slight accent. And he looks changed in other ways, too. Younger. Fitter. And he's got a definite Asian edge to him. And he actually gets a call and speaks Thai with someone. Sounds like he's talking to his mother. But why the hell do you understand him doing that. You're confused. My God, you two have been to Thailand together so many times. He proudly showed you his mother's country. And you made an effort to learn the language. When you go to your friend's boxing gym together, it's better to speak a little Thai. Hardly anyone there speaks English.

The lad at the reception always laughs when you greet him in Thai with a heavy English accent. Your colleague, the son of the boss of the studio, is already waiting for you.

When you meet, your friend is taking off his track jacket. You never know what you admire more about him. His perfect body? His adorable smile? Or that he fucks you better than any man has ever done before?

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Happy Pride!

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Divorce Agreements

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All Over Him

When I wished to be “all over” my sister’s hunky boyfriend, this really isn’t what I meant. I was visualizing us both naked with me straddling his lap and riding his cock while screaming his name, not being every individual item of his gym gear. Sure I might be hugging his strong muscles but this isn’t what I wanted, damn it!

I was a goner from the moment Melanie introduced me to Duke and how could I not be? He was precisely my type with those big muscles and gorgeous face, particularly the well-styled facial hair. He was a perfect combination of everything that made me weak at the knees and I have no doubt that my sister, a notorious bitch, enjoyed flaunting him in my face. She had to know exactly how I felt about Duke and was using it as yet another punishment for me since I’d always been our parents’ favorite. It wasn’t as if I’d chosen to be!

Even if Duke wasn’t dating Melanie I know I’d be shit outta luck. He’s as straight as he can be and damn proud of it too, always harping on about how he “doesn’t get me” because I’m gay and thinks that “my people” make a big fuss out of nothing. It’s a pretty toxic outlook to have and I know I should find him repulsive because of it but I’ve never exactly been the smartest guy in the world and I’ve always been the type to want whatever I can’t have. Duke’s the epitome of that.

I’m not the kind of guy who really believes in wishes or magic but when I saw a shooting star the night before my twenty-third birthday I figured it couldn’t hurt. Perhaps if there was some higher power out of there they’d decide to be nice and give me a bit of luck as a birthday gift. Hell, I wouldn’t care if it was even just a dick pic or shirtless selfie mistakenly sent to me, my thirst for Duke was so real that even that would suffice.

I awoke to darkness and the inability to move. I was understandably freaked out but presumed I was in some sort of sleep paralysis. I’d only ever read about it and it scared the hell outta me but I knew it would eventually wear off as long as I remained calm. Seconds passed into minutes though and the worry began to creep into my mind. I couldn’t see anything and my hearing was mostly muted too, as if I had been enclosed in a tiny space.

My confusion was finally answered by the loud sound of paper ripping and light suddenly flooding my vision. A second later and Duke’s head appeared above me, only much larger than I’d seen it before. Had he somehow grown overnight? “Huh, I don’t remember ordering any of this,” he murmured, his deep voice sending shivers throughout my body. He was staring right at me but it was like he didn’t really acknowledge my presence at all.

I attempted to make an excuse for what was going on but found myself totally unable to talk. Duke’s hand reached down and grabbed me by my forehead, pulling me up - and completely apart from the rest of my body! I was horrified until I realized I didn’t feel any pain and the longer I was held in Duke’s hands, the more I realized that my head no longer resembled a human head. I was left wondering what had become of me for only a few seconds until Duke pulled me onto his head and I realized I had become a cap.

From my higher perspective, I could see what had become of the rest of my body - inside an open parcel was a light grey compression top and a pair of black track pants. Even though I was unable to move I knew they were part of me too and as Duke grabbed the compression top another blast of pleasure rocked throughout my fabric body. 

“This is gonna be a tight fit,” he grunted, throwing the cap off and beginning to pull the shirt over his muscular torso. I found myself stretched over those spectacular muscles and having his pecs and biceps forcing me out caused a sensation that I could only compare to an orgasm. It was glorious.

Within minutes every part of me had been pulled onto Duke, even the size twelve sneakers that my feet had become. I was “all over” Duke’s body, just as I’d wished to be, only I had never anticipated it being like this. 

I was simultaneously horrified and aroused at my situation, unsure of what I wanted to happen next. Did I want my real life back or was I content like this? It was certainly the closest I would ever get to my dream of worshiping Duke’s muscles and I’ve got to admit that from his flexing in front of the mirror I’m a damn perfect fit for him…

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Fun seeing something I wrote 11 years ago here again. Crazy I have been making content for more than a decade.

Within a Suit

I knew I had a great body. I had worked on it for years and taken great care of it. Some would say it wasn’t the most enjoyable…no pizza…no soda…no real desserts. I watched what I ate and made sure I kept myself healthy.

My friends loved it as well. It always attracted tons of guys over to us. I was able to always hook my friends up with guys when I wasn’t into them.

There was one friend though that was never confident. He was a good looking guy but definitely not built like me. He was always asking me how he could look like me. He never wanted to do the hard work though.

Being so into working on myself it took a lot of time and money so it was tight every month with money. My buds all knew this and that is when the one buddy who was never confident came to me with an idea.

He offered me $10,000 to let him use my body. I thought he was crazy but he explained what would happen. He had been working on a file for an iPod that would make someone into a wearable suit. The person would know this and feel it all. Just not have control of their body. He also had a way to undo it and make the person normal as well.

The money sounded amazing and so I figured I will humor him and let him believe he could do this. I got the file from his email and put it on my iPod and headed outside to lay out in the sun.

I closed my eyes and put his file on. It relaxed me so much. I thought it was awesome just to feel relaxed for once. It wasn’t until I felt my buddy poking my shoulder I realized I couldn’t move. I felt so odd. Like my body was there just hollow. I actually got scared when he grabbed my mouth and started to stretch it out. I was being stretched! He then started to put his feet into me. Ugh that was horrible. I could taste them as they passed through my mouth. He kept pushing into me until I could feel him in to my shoulders.

It was the oddest feeling having him walk in me. I couldn’t control my movements. He went into the bathroom to check his reflection. It was then he pulled my head over his and then looked into the mirror. I could see myself looking back but it wasn’t me in control.

“Damn Tanner, this is awesome” my buddy said in my voice.

“I can’t believe you are letting me do this! I promise to take care of you man and turn you back after the weekend.” He said knowing I could hear yet not respond. In my mind I was screaming. It was Wednesday so I was under his control until Sunday. It hit me too I was relying on him to turn me back.

It took a lot of getting use to. I would space out and suddenly wake up and think it was all a dream only to not be able to move. After a few days I was actually enjoying it. My buddy was too. He was acting like I would and I could tell it was making him feel better. I also got to experience stuff without having to do it. Though my bud decided I would be a hot bottom and kept finding guys to fuck me.

Finally Sunday night came and he took me off. I was just laying on the couch until he put my ear buds in and started the reversal. After about a half hour I woke up finally able to move.

“Damn man that was so freaky. I did enjoy it though. Was a real adventure.” I said to him.

“Glad you enjoyed it Tanner….was hoping we could do it again sometime….I will for sure pay you” He said looking down.

That was 6 months ago. Now I almost spend more time as a suit than I do walking around on my own. It was hot being my buddies suit. He even started to loan me out to other friends as well. I have had everyone use me at least once. Damn bud even rented me to a stripper once who used me on stage. Even some of the old, creepy, wrinkly men have worn me a time or ten. That really turned me on.

I am not sure but I am thinking I may let him just take over for me one day. I am getting so use to being worn it feels odd not to have a guy in me. I wonder if he’ll turn one of my straight gym bros into one.

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Favorite Boxers

Hey, you’re finally here! I’ve only been texting you for like two hours now…

What’s that? You think these boxers look good on me? Well damn, I’m real glad you think that. I mean I’m not surprised because everything looks good on me but these are definitely my favorite pair of shorts right now. 

Yeah I know pink’s not really my color but I felt like trying it out and you know what, I think I can pull it off. Look at how tight these things are around my thighs! They make me feel so damn sexy and I really can’t help it if I’m getting hard already!

Nah I don’t know where your roommate went. He let me in and then went somewhere else… probably off to do faggy shit with the rest of his queer friends. Why would I pay attention? You know I’ve always thought the only thing that homo was good for was sucking me off - not that I’d let him! I’m no fag, the only people allowed their mouths around my cock are hot babes and my boxers.

What, you think that was weirdly phrased? So what if boxers don’t have mouths. I like to think that this pair does because damn he’s - I mean it’s - feeling so nice around my shaft. Why don’t you come over and give it a feel, huh? I bet you can make me cum without ever getting these boxers off me…

Somebody help me! My roommate’s oaf of a boyfriend turned up early to meet her and has now transformed me into a pair of boxers! He thought he’d be funny by making me pink just because I’m gay but I don’t find this very funny at all. I’m supposed to be going to meet my boyfriend and instead here I am, trapped on the body of the douchebag who tormented me whenever he came around to see Felicia. 

The worst part of all is that I can feel myself giving in and starting to enjoy it, especially now that he’s hard and stretching me out with that monster cock of his. God, it’s going to be so nice feeling his pre-cum all over me. You better get over here and do as he says, Felicia! You’ll be doing me a favor, honest!

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Red Door

You walk through the red door and your body is transformed into that of a large aesthetics bodybuilder. Every muscle perfectly formed and cut, shaping your body to perfection.

These lines begin to fade as a forest of hair starts to sprout from your skin, every second becoming thicker and thicker hiding more and more of your muscle. The hair is so thick it's impossible to trim. Clothes become itchy and uncomfortable to wear as your body hair rubs against it. Every day you become slightly hairier and more of you perfectly sculpted body becomes hidden underneath the dark carpet of fur covering you. You can barely see half your face anymore but no matter how hard you try to shave or what you use the blade always blunts and breaks barely 2 cuts in.

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Mxyzptlk always was a pain in the neck for Clark.

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Love it...damn! Thank you!

It was just my birthday. I was hoping to get a late gift and to spend some time on the feet of a sexy athlete. Think you can help with that?

Hey bizzy! I only saw that now but I will make it worth the wait. As soon as I read the request from bizz, I focus and snap my fingers. Bizz seems to disappear into thin air in front of me. I casually sit down with a satisfied grin, saying "Happy belated Birthday, Bizz"

Bizz feels disoriented but quickly realised he was in a completely different environment. Then, he realized he could not move. He wondered what was going on. What did Corey do to him?

It's thoughts were broken by a rhythmic stomping sound. As it got closer, he saw the face of a god looking down at him. The face of TJ Watt.smilung down.

The beefy athlete saw a fresh pair of shoes and a card laying on the cold concrete floor of his gym. He picked up the card and read it. "A gift from a special friend, enjoy him - C" "Him?" Watt grumbled to himself. Who referred to a pair of shoes as a him? Oh well. Watt shrugged and used his massive strong hands to grab the footwear and try the pair on.

The shoes that used to be bizz braced themselves as they saw a colossal meaty foot enter them. The feet filled both of the shoes to the limit. The mighty toes tapping the insole as the heavy heels pressed down on the memory foam material that now made up Bizz's face. Bizz was overloaded with sensations. The taste of the salty salt that his insole face absorbed greedily, the crushing weight of Watts entire being upon him, the woody, cheesy aroma of the gods musk surrounding his entire shoe body. To say it was an incredible experience would be an understatement.

JJ sat down on a bench, relieving some of the pressure, and smiled after testing his new gear.

After a quick break, Watt got up and started training for physical conditioning and cardio.

A workout was the perfect opportunity to break in his new pair. He ran and jogged and stomped and walked and strolled throughout his routine. He worked up a sweat as he crushed his soles against his Bizz Brand shoes mercilessly. The shoes were in an overload of raw ecstasy, and bring turned on by the godly feet that used him as just the objects he now was.

Bizz's mind was shattered by just one workout with his owner. His mind wanted, craved, and needed Watts feet. The raw sexual feeling along with the humiliation and pleasure was all his mind knew.

Watt always kept that pair of shoes, his favourite and muskiest pair. He wore them often, completely ignorant that he and his glorious feet was providing a kinky paradise to the broken soul trapped with his favourite pair of footwear...

[bizzstfdreams]

Love it! Very hot! Love taking over a life after reducing them to fabric.

Happy Holidays @bizzstfdreams . I hope you enjoy the story and that you have an amazing New Year!

[bizzstfdreams]

Guardian Angel No More

Happy Holidays to @takeovertales. This is my story for him as part of the 5th Annual TF Story Exchange. I hope you enjoy it!

Engel has spent decades up in heaven after his death. Sure living an immortal life as an angel was amazing…but seeing the world below always interested him. He watched the human world shift so much over the years. Technology that wasn’t even an idea when he was living is now around. Sure he got to go down to Earth occasionally to help out one of his assigned humans, but it wasn’t often. 

Engel would spend time with people but more as an invisible force to help them. Many would call what he does being a “guardian angel.” He would get to be close with the people he was assigned but never could do much with them…since well he was an angel. This wasn’t terrible but Engle started to get tired of always helping out and not getting much pleasure from it himself.

After years of this Engel was getting bored with always being good and helping others. One of his latest assignments was what people called “an influencer” on one of those social media things these humans were using. This guy, Mike,  wasn’t the brightest doing reckless things constantly to get attention from all his fans. This was something Engel didn’t fully understand…but was also jealous of. 

One day when Engel was heading to Earth to help this reckless man…is when everything started to change. He was thinking about how frustrated he was having to constantly jump in to help save this man. This time with his mind not focused totally sent him on an altered path. Rather than going in to help him…Engel missed and collided directly with Mike. If he had been thinking Engel would have passed right through Mike…but with all of his thoughts...he pushed right into the man. This was not something Engel had experienced before, but had heard about from other angels occasionally. 

Engel and Mike both jolted around in the body…as the two fought for control. Engel wasn’t sure what was going on and soon felt himself pushed right out of Mike. This action did protect his assignment since it stopped the man from doing what he was. Engel stood there looking over the man amazed at what he had just felt. It had been a long time since he had a body and he had to say it felt sorta nice for those brief moments. 

What happened to Mike must have freaked him out because he wasn’t up to his normal antics for a few days. Engel wasn’t called down to rescue him like he normally was. This gave Engel time to think and talk to others who had experienced life once again. All Engel really thought about now was how it felt to be in a real body again…and how he wanted to try it again.

Engel worked up the courage to finally try what he had done by accident. He kept an eye on Mike to decide when was the right time to make a move. Finally he saw a moment seeing Mike out at some music festival with a bunch of other influencers. Engel headed down to Earth to get close to his target and then when the timing was right…he shoved his way into his body. For those around Mike they would have just thought he was enjoying the music…and likely drunk. Mike’s body started to jerk and move as the two started a battle for control. Engel was much better prepared this time and was slowly able to force the real Mike to the back of his mind and into a dream state. Engel shook his arms one more time before standing up and smiling. He could feel the ground below his feet…something he hadn’t felt in decades. He took in a deep breath as well…enjoying the “fresh” air around him. It wasn’t the best air but he really didn’t mind at all. 

Engel felt the tight clothing and long jacket on him. It felt nice to feel the softness of the fabric once again. Sure he looked weird exploring his body some…but Mike’s friends didn’t seem to mind. One even asked Engel for a photo showing off his outfit. Engel enjoyed the attention for once again since it was normally him doing something unnoticed. 

Engel really got to enjoy himself over the next few hours of being Mike. He got to experience the things he hadn’t in a very long time and all while having an extremely attractive body. While just grooving to the music…he didn’t notice the real Mike waking up and soon the battle for control began once again. Engel not being prepared was no fight for Mike and was soon forced from the body and back into the air. Mike looked around confused at what had been happening. 

Engel knew he wouldn’t be able to do this again right now so he decided to leave Mike alone. Sure he had to come back and help the man from time to time…but it wasn’t the same. Engel really just kept thinking about his time in Mike and how he needed more of it and to see more of it. So once again in his free time started to plan out his next time he could force himself into Mike. 

It wasn’t until a few weeks later that Engel finally got his chance again to try out taking over Mike. He found the fit man working out in a gym pretty much all to himself. It seems Mike was filming something so this was perfect. Engel made his way back towards Mike and as the man took a drink of protein…Engel made his move…slipping into his mouth. Mike let out a cough as Engel got inside and started his fight for control. He kept coughing trying to get this feeling out of him…which just helped Engel get inside and control easier. 

Engel once again let out a big smile as he felt the familiar body once again. He flexed Mike’s muscles enjoying the feel. Engel decided to continue on with what Mike was doing and get in his workout. It had been a long time since he got the chance to work out muscle and enjoy the burn. After a good workout he decided to make his way to the locker room to check out his current body. 

Once in the locker room he quickly started to strip off Mike’s clothing to get a good look at this body. He was shocked to see how lean Mike was and how muscular he was. He made his way over to the mirror to enjoy his new reflection. He flexed and posed before starting to rub his hands over the sweaty skin. Engel loves the feeling of his strong chest…and running his hands down his washboard abs. This feeling started to get Engel worked up…something he hadn’t felt in a long time. He looked down and cupped the bulge on his body feeling it react to the touch. Sure he was an angel in the body of some guy…but he couldn’t say no to exploring it all right? Engel headed for the showers to enjoy everything Mike’s body had to offer and figure out a way to make this last longer, because just being a “guardian angel” was not going to be enough for Engel anymore.