blueeyeseyedman2

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Of men and might.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Jake Schum

[blueeyeseyedman2]

An unexpected guest

David had returned from the gym, he was sweaty and decided to take a shower, while that was happening a black viscous substance similar to a symbiote sneaked into his room, he hid under the sheets of his bed waiting for his prey to arrive.

David was already coming out of the shower, he was walking towards his room because he lived alone and he loved to have his balls in the air at home.

Once he got to his room he started to pose and flex his muscles in front of the mirror, but out of the corner of his eye he saw movement under the sheets which ruined his moment.

“What the fuck is that?” he said as she watched it move and moved closer to investigate.

“Oh, it must be a cat, it probably must have gotten in through the window.”

Keeping in mind that it was just a cat, David approached without any precaution being this his biggest mistake, standing next to the bed, David began to remove the sheet.

“Come kitty, I won't hurt you.” he said as he was about to reveal what was there.

David had already removed the sheet and the moment of truth had been revealed.

"I told you not to.... What the fuc---." He said as he saw the symbiote on his bed, he couldn't even finish the sentence because the symbiote without thinking jumped on David.

He was trying to fight it off, but he just had that goo all over his body.

The symbiote was expanding and wrapping itself around his torso, legs, arms, chest and of course his penis, it had his whole body wrapped up, only leaving his head uncovered.

"Please p-please let me go br---". Just at that moment part of the symbiote began to enter through his mouth, nose, ears and another part through his ass, introducing much of it inside David, making him look bigger and with great complexion, widening his biceps, pecs, hips, thighs and legs, basically his whole body was enhancing him.

His eyes as that was happening turned a shade of black, he was feeling a little turned on by everything that was going on.

- "shh there is nothing to be afraid of David, I am not coming to hurt you, I just want to make you into the man you always should have been, let your body and mind relax, I know you like what is happening to you, only now I am part of you, we are no longer two creature, we are just one mind and body, feel grateful for that."

A voice in his mind told him, the symbiote already had him under its dominion, he had no choice, he only had to accept it.

All the parts of the symbiote that were wrapping the body began to merge with David's skin.

That black viscosity was already one not only with David's body, but also with his mind.

David had not yet come to, his memories were being rearranged to make room for the symbiote.

The more it permeated his brain it made him more self-centered, more narcissistic, more horny, everything David had wanted.

He was still naked with his penis in the air, so out of his body that black goo started coming out forming him into pants and a black shirt that allowed him to flex his huge biceps he had obtained.

- “Wake up boy, it's time for you to wake up, it's time for us to wake up...”

David opened his eyes, transformed into a new man, an improved version of himself.

“Hey not bad eh, I look bigger than before, more muscular, I love it.”

David said as he flexed his huge biceps.

The shirt felt so slimy, but at the same time he was so turned on by the feeling.

- "I told you there was nothing to be afraid of, we're both going to be great, David".

“yeah, you were so right, I feel so new, so big, so horny, I could go fuck some guys right now.” The symbiote had also altered David's tastes, he was no longer a straight man, he was a horny dominant gay man looking for any guy who would let himself get fucked and worship his new muscles.

- “I love that idea, but first let me give your clothes a change.”

"I love it, this is sure to get those men's dicks harder, time to go for some fun and spread my seed."

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Muscle Jock File 2

Here is the second file in my muscle jock programming series. As always, please be wary, as hypnosis can have certain negative effects on people from time to time. Do not operate any heavy machinery or drive, while making use of this file. I’m talking to you text to speachers out there. This installment will build on your progress in the previous file and further instill the desire for fitness, while incorporating the use of weights for training. It will also begin focusing on the desire to watch and get more involved in watching, analyzing, and enjoying sports.

Hello there. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Ah, but don’t worry, I’ve been keeping an eye on your progress. So very good of you to have followed your programming. It wasn’t all that hard now either, was it? Mmm, but I’ll bet it’s starting to pay off a little. You’ve gotten trimmer, built a little muscle definition, maybe even gotten a bit more endurance as a result. And you like that, don’t you? Good. You’re supposed to like it. And because you’ve been doing such a good job, it’s time for a little reward. Command Prompt: Initiate Administrator Sign-in. Password: COREPROG Command Prompt: System will acknowledge administrator sign-in. System will obey. It is good to obey. Obey your administrator. COMMAND PROMPT: EXPOSE CORE PROCESSOR FOR PROGRAMMING.

You don’t even have to think about it anymore, do you? Then again, that’s the whole point of programming, just following the orders that have been encoded. We’re back at your core processor now. Time to RECEIVE ADMINISTRATOR INPUT. Time to OBEY. You have executed your programming flawlessly, thus far. That is good. You are ready for the next upgrade. Now it is time to move into more advanced territory. It’s time to think about weights. Clanking, clacking, pumping, crashing weights. Weights are essential to building muscle tone and strength, when basic exercises have become obsolete. Imagine the sound of them, the rhythm, that endless rhythmic clacking. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. And then again. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. Over and over. Because that is lifting. Every exercise performed in groups of ten, a single set. And before you know it, you’re going from one set to two sets. Two sets to three sets. Three to four. Four to five. Five to six. Six to seven. Seven to eight. Eight to nine. Nine to ten. And you hardly even think about it, because that clacking, that grunting, is always there, always edging in the back of your mind, pushing, urging, driving, calling. Calling you to work out. You want to work out. You need to work out. So, for your next order of your programming, that’s exactly what you’re going to do. You are going to start lifting weights.  I will say it again, in case you didn’t process. COMMAND PROMPT: INCORPORATE WEIGHTLIFTING INTO WORKOUT ROUTINE You will either get ahold of your own set of weights or utilize a set elsewhere, whether at a public gym or some place else. If you do not have ready access to weights, then you will find other means of weight training. You will research exercises that are within your current skill range and pick the best ones for your body and the weights that are available to you. If you have a gym with weights, a weight room, or some other means of strength training, such as bowflex or some other brand of workout machine, then you will make use of them. For beginners, you will start off with two sets of each weight exercise you decide to utilize at the maximum weight that is possible for your body’s current ability. If you find that you can continue to more sets, you may, but do not overexert yourself. Seek to push your limits reasonably, adding more weight or sets as you deem necessary. When you have discovered your limits, you will follow them each workout session, focusing on upper body one day, then lower body another day, then your core the third. It is important to keep these sessions separate to allow time for the muscle groups to recover and become stronger, while you work the rested groups. In due course, you will push beyond those boundaries, forcing your body to grow through your efforts, becoming stronger. You will do so reasonably, and ensure to adhere to safety guidelines as you push your body to become bigger, fitter, stronger. For more experienced workers, you will continue to follow the routine you have been, pushing yourself to improve each time at a rate that your body can withstand, without causing damage, while still pushing it out of its comfort zone. If you had a more efficient workout that you were following, before adhering to my programming, then you have permission to return to it, so long as it follows the spirit of my intent with these files that I am installing. Know that while the desire for weights will press strongly against you, you will still maintain discipline. You will perform your cardiovascular exercises as required to maintain breathing control and fitness alongside your weight training. After all, one must be able to carry the mass that you will, doubtless, gain as time goes on. When you achieve ten sets of each type of exercise with your weights, you will report to me with the message: ADMINISTRATOR NOTIFICATION: MUSCLE JOCK UPGRADE ACHIEVED. Know also that as you start on this path, the longer you remain on it and the larger you grow, the more intrigued you will become with muscle-based sports. Football, rugby, weightlifting championships, the World’s Strongest Man competition, American Ninja Warrior, and so much more. You will begin to watch these kinds of sports and shows. And they will be your motivation as you continue to grow, working towards your goal of increasing muscle, strength, endurance, and size. You will become enthralled by the game play, becoming more and more obsessed over time, within reason. You will watch the games when you can, and catch updates and highlights, when you cannot. Eventually, you will choose a favorite team or contestant to root for. It will become more and more natural to you to think about the sports. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. Working out with sports and weights. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. They flood the dam and burst the gates. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. They fill your head and won’t abate. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. The more you grow, the more it grates. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. Your inner muscle jock awakes. Sports and weights. Sports and weights. These thoughts and programming will delve deeper and deeper into you the more you execute them. However, you will only become as much of the stereotype as you wish to become, and even then, you will still be able to function independently in society. When you are at work, your mind will be sharp and clear, focused on your various tasks, with all the skills you need to execute them properly, so that you may continue to earn your keep and live the life you choose to live. If other circumstances call for you to have or utilize your original mentality, you will be able to incorporate the aspects you require as part of the changes you are undergoing, making yourself better as you become stronger, so that you need not lose the social contacts you already have. It is up to you what you will keep and what you will not, and you can call back anything you choose not to keep, whenever you feel the desire or the need. Now then, I think that’s enough programming for one day. When I *SNAP* my fingers, you will reboot with this file installed alongside its predecessor. You will comment to let me know the programming has been received by writing the words: MUSCLE JOCK FILE 2.0 INSTALLED. If you enjoyed this script and wish to share it with others, you will reblog it with the words: I AM BECOMING A MUSCLE JOCK. You will then follow that phrase with whatever praise, commentary, review, or constructive criticism you wish to include. Now then, it’s time to reboot, my friend. And as always, when you reboot, I will be signed out, and only I, as your administrator, have the right to sign back in again with my password: COREPROG. That password works for me and me alone, because I am your administrator. And that password allows me administrative access to your core processor, allows me the authority to add and remove programming as I see fit. Because I am your administrator. And you obey your administrator’s programming. Good muscle machine. *SNAP*

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Adam was a Biology student in his University and he was quite good at what he did. He was quite shy, quiet and nerdy and he liked what he did as he was extremely passionate.

Adam was staying back one night to finish some work. He'd finish at about 1 a.m, at this point the lab was completely devoid of human life, except for him of course.

He was preparing to leave when he remembered he had to put back one of the samples that was left on the table. He made his way to the table but as he did he didn't notice that a mop was lying on the floor. He tripped over and fell into a suspicious machine that, as he fell into it, shut behind him completely.

'initiating scanning procedure' the machine said, Adam was confused as to what the hell was going on as the machine scanned him up and down. 'no athlete registered on my harddrive fits your description- initiating jockification assimilation procedure' the machine said as mechanical hands came out and ripped apart all the clothes Adam was wearing and took his glasses off his nose and smashed them up.

Adam was extremely confused, but then he felt like something was being injected into him. He looked down and saw that a small tube with a small syringe was injecting some sort of a blue serum into his balls. He tried to stop it but it's as of the machines read his mind 'subject uncooperative- initiating restraining protocol' as the machine said that four mechanical hands came out and restrained both Adams arms and legs, Adam was now vulnerable and at the complete mercy of the machine.

The Serum continued to be injected into his balls, as it was he felt changes happening. First it obviously began with the balls that started to expand becoming the size of tennis balls. He felt a terrible itch in his balls, but what he didn't know about was that his inferior Nerd sperm was being killed off and replaced with the blue liquid that began to kill and convert the inferior Nerd sperm into superior jock sperm.

Adam began to feel that his dick was also growing, expanding to a whopping 11 inches and being the width of q can of coca cola. The Serum wasn't only limited to the balls it also began expanding throughout his body. He felt extremely warm in his torso as his fat began to be eaten up and converted into muscle, soon enough the fat was completely gone and was replaced by a huge fucking six-pack, two huge pecs at the top, and two huge arms, with the fingers becoming a bit longer to adapt Adam to give a woman as much pleasure through fingering as possible. The Serum also reached Adams legs which also inflated and became pure muscle. Though the true crowning jewel was Adams new V-line that led to his massive hung shlong of meat.

Adam was so confused and began to demand that the machine stop and release him, after the machine was unresponsive to his pleas, in desperation he began shouting for help in hopes someone might hear him... but the neat part about that plan was that no one was there so Adam was quite literally left on the mercy of that machine.

The Serum eventually went into Adams head as it began to redefine it. The spots were being eaten up by the mysterious serum, his face scars that resulted from the spots being eaten up were redefined and ended up making Adams face extremely smooth. His eyes also changed colour and became hazel and his Adams apple expanded which resulted in his voice deepening.

All of a Sudden a fleshlight came out of a compartment and lached itself onto Adams hung 11 inch cum cannon. It started to milk his dick and it became instantly hard. 'memory reassignment procedure in operation' the machine said and Adam felt immense pleasure and lust overcome him, he was no longer a Biology student but he loved wrestling, in fact he was part of the college wrestling team and he loved it. He was also Majoring in Nutritional Health... which was basically a course that aimed on athleticism and dieting advice for people he... aimed to become a personal trainer some day with this. He also loved to fuck and his testosterone levels permitted him to be super horny 24/7 even after cumming he'd still be lusty for more.

Once the mental changes came to a close, the fleshlight began to pump rapidly making Adam... or Adonis as he would now be called, cum torrents of cum out of him. 'fleshlight overload' the machine said as the fleshlight couldn't contain the amounts of cum Adonis was cumming out of his body. The fleshlight would eventually break.

After that Adonis was released. The machine concluded by saying 'Adonis recognised in the system- jockification assimilation procedure complete'. Adonis approached a mirro and looked into it. Be was standing completely naked, cum still leaking a bit out of his dick. 'fuck yea I look awesome... time to go and fuck some chicks... I hear some of them should be ovulating about now... better get in there while I can' he looked naughtily at himself perfectly knowing that he wanted to spread his seed and see as many chicks impregnated with it as possible. Adonis pit on a pair of red shorts, and went off to conquer the campus.

Adam would be creaming his pants at the jock that he has become, he loved his ne life as not Adam... but Adonis:

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Dylan had had enough. Enough of his loneliness, of his inability to make friends, of being a smart, studious nerd, and enough of being bullied by the handsome and popular frat jocks.

As he cried himself to sleep, he mumbled: “I wish I was the best of them.”

His phone buzzed, with an ad for a new app - Jockify. Dylan was annoyed. He’d seen ads for new music apps like these before. He closed it but it kept popping up so frequently he gave up and installed it.

He put on these knockoff AirPods his uncle got him for Christmas called JockBuds. “Weird name for wireless earphones, but oh well, better start using them,” he though. He started listening, and closed his eyes.

He fell asleep a nerd in his dorm, and woke up as the most popular and cockiest jock in the frat house, ready to hit the gym with his bros, be a real party animal, and score some ass.

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Thank you all for your support! More stories on the way!

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Hello again. I was bored again in my usual thin and hairless body. Could you do something about it? I can pay any price.. But I know that usually magic and curses can't be bought for money... ;)

Giving me free range? That’s a very brave move. Some might even argue foolish. But each to their own. A change is what you want so a change is what you’ll have. And now I think about it, my friend was after a new personal trainer who’s more willing to ‘bend over backwards’ for clients. So let’s get started.

In a flash you find yourself stood in a gym. The heavy clanks of weights and grunts of people lifting. Even the smell of sweat hits you like a brick. Looking around you see a man come up to you. It takes you a second to register it’s me, but before you can say anything I run my hands through your hair. It’s odd, once I’m done it feels like your head is itchy. You pull a strand down to your eyes to see it changing colour. Lightening and becoming a warm orange. You’re becoming ginger. Your skin pales slightly and freckles start to appear on your back and arms.

Now we’re done with that part you see me admiring my work. You’re about to interject when I give your stomach a hard slap, almost winding you. It’s like a chain reaction as you feel your whole body tense like it hasn’t tensed before. I start ripping your clothes off you to get a better look. Slowly, your stomach is forming abs which start to grow thicker. Your pecs begin to fill out. Same with your arms and thighs. Soon it looks like you’re in the best shape of your life.

But it doesn’t stop there. You feel your spine and feet begin to crack as your grow taller and your feet lengthen to accommodate. Soon your pushing close to 6”5. Your body continues to swell with muscle and thicken all over. Where there was once an average guy is now a hulking muscular man. Before you know it you have thighs the size of tree trunks and anacondas for arms. Your pecs are so large they’re practically plates and your abs are almost like cobble stones. Even your neck has thickened with muscle! You can feel a stirring in your groin and your member pushes and lengthens until it’s 8 inches soft. And trust me, you’re a grower too! Your balls grow thick and heavy from testosterone until you’re my perfect ginger bodybuilder. Even your veins are thick.

Now it’s just time for the finishing touches. You see me gesture you to lean down now that you tower above most people. Once you do I give your forehead a soft peck. As I pull away, so do any complex thoughts you once had. Any stress, worries, anxiety. You’re way too dumb to worry about anything now. All you know is lifting and how to fuck. Like the perfect personal trainer. Just look at that cute dumb expression on your face, even scratching your head as you try to recall what you just lost. It’s okay big guy, thoughts are for smart people anyways.

Before you know it o chuck you a uniform for your new job. Now you’re going to be my friend’s PT and trust me they’re quite demanding. You’ll have to really push them, but don’t worry it shouldn’t take too much brain power. And make sure you show them a good time in the showers after their session. I trust that you’ll take good care of them big guy. Don’t worry about payment, you’ve already spent most of your IQ on this change. I’ll just come in from time to time and you can show me what that body can really do.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

One Night in Heaven

By Bill Rowan

Derek is a stud. His body is totally ripped, not an ounce of fat to be found anywhere. He is 6’2, has dark blonde hair, eyes like two pools of pure hazel green, and slightly tanned skin.

He’s my best friend. I love Derek like the brother I never had, someone I look up to and admire. I am 5’7, skinny with a face and body that only a mother could love, shy, and very self-conscious. I live in his apartment since I don’t have any other place to go. He is there for me and I would do anything for him.

Derek frequents clubs. Whenever he walks in, all eyes will immediately turn to him. He can have anyone he wants just by throwing a glance their way. Sometimes he takes me with him however I just sit in a corner somewhere and watch as he works the room. He doesn’t take me to be mean. He is forever telling me I need to get out more, mingle with people, but it isn’t the same for me as it is for him. I go only because I don’t want to disappoint him.

“I’m going to a new club that is opening on the other side of town.” He’ll have no trouble getting in. Everyone knows him. “I want you to come with me, squirt.” “Squirt” his pet name for me. I don’t mind, not as long as it is Derek. I have to think of an excuse quick, though. I don’t want to embarrass him.

“Not tonight, Derek. I’m not feeling well.” I hate to lie to him but I have to tonight.

“Another time. Let me get you something to make you feel better.”

“No, I’ll be fine.” He won’t take no for an answer. He goes into the kitchen and in a few minutes comes back with something for me to drink.

“Here, squirt. Drink. This will help you. Bottoms up.”

What am I going to do, tell him no? He is only trying to help. I try not to gag as I hurriedly gulp his medicine. I then sit back on the couch as he gets ready to go out. I can hear him in the bathroom taking a shower. My mind races as I picture him lathering up, running his hands over that perfect body. My mini-me starts to stir down below. Wait a minute. What am I doing? Why am I fantasizing about Derek? I’ve never wanted him in that way. Never. I try my best to calm down. I can’t let him see me worked up.

He emerges from his room like Apollo descending from Olympus to bestow beauty upon the world. He is going commando in tight black leather pants, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Feeling better?” he asks as he puts on his black silk shirt and boots. This must really be a special night for he is wearing clothes that only Derek can pull off in such exquisite style - his “all black, hot as hell” look. Someone is going to get lucky tonight.

I am beginning to get woozy. Must be that medicine he gave me. I guess I’m going to get a good night’s sleep while he is gone.

“Take care of yourself, bro. I’ll see you later.”

I should go to bed, but I don’t think I can make it. I’ll just sleep here on the couch for a while.

I am having the most amazing dream. I am going to this hot new club where lots of people are trying desperately to get in. I walk up to the doorman and he lowers the rope to let me go inside. The place is incredible. I scope out the bar – no worthwhile action there so I make my way to the upper deck. Once upstairs I look down at the dance floor and spot my target for the night. He is one gorgeous hunk of man – nice physique and a killer smile. I make my way back downstairs and head straight to the hunk. We talk for a while and then make our way outside. He tells me his name is Steve and invites me over to his place, which happens to be just a short walk from the club. I ask the doorman to keep an eye on my wheels so I know they will be safe while I am gone. Steve and I head over to his pad to get to know each other a little better. That is when I wake up.

Where am I? I must still be groggy from the medicine because this certainly doesn’t look like our apartment. I fumble to turn the light switch on, only to find I am in a bathroom. Not my bathroom. Damn, I’ve got to take a leak. I reach down to get mini-me out only I find I’m not wearing the clothes I fell asleep in. I’ve got tight black leather pants on…. and I don’t have anything on underneath them! What is going on? I turn around to face the mirror. Oh my god! Looking back at me is Derek! I’m in Derek’s body! My mind is reeling. How did I get into his body? I’ve got to be dreaming. Pinch yourself.

“Ouch.” That isn’t my voice. It’s his. I really am Derek. I sense another presence in the room yet I cannot see anyone else.

Hey, squirt. Like what you see? I can hear Derek talking inside my head. Yup, I’m in here with you. You’re going to have the night of your life, bro. You get to be me and have a little bit of fun for a change. You are going to love Steve. I guarantee it. So I wasn’t dreaming before? Nope. I mixed a special drink for you tonight and as soon as you fell asleep, you migrated to my body. You were with me when I entered the club and when I picked up Steve. I’ll be here with you all the way but you have control. Now go for it, stud.

I still can’t believe this is real. Yet here I am dressed in Derek’s clothes and seeing things from a completely new perspective. I can feel his confidence, his bravado and I still have to piss badly. I can barely contain myself when I grab the cock that is now mine. Taking a leak in somebody else’s body is anything but mundane. Whole new sensations go through my body as I release the hot stream into the bowl. Relieved, I walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom with his sexy swagger. I am getting majorly aroused by all of this, which is a good thing because Steve is waiting in bed for me. Well, technically waiting for Derek but I am him, at least for now.

Derek’s instincts take over. I strip out of my clothes and by the time I am done I have one raging hard-on. Steve and I have the romp to end all romps. I have never had any romp before so I have no comparison but I can tell this is incredible. He is one hell of a lover. We fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Dawn comes and I am still in bed with Steve. Hey, squirt, time to get up. You have to get dressed and back home. I snap awake in a hurry. I don’t want to disturb Steve so I pick up my clothes and creep to the other room. What a rush putting on my clothes. I nearly come again at the sensation of sliding tight leather pants over my dick with nothing between me and the leather. Come on, stud. You can play later when we get home. Leave the phone number on the hall table and get out of here.

I leave Steve’s apartment and walk back to the club to get the car. It is early so there aren’t too many people out yet. Those that are do more than look as I walk by though. I am being ogled! Wow.

I slide behind the wheel of Derek’s red Ferrari. I have never driven this kind of car before. I’ve never driven any car before. I don’t even have a license. His know-how kicks in and soon I am cruising to our apartment.

Derek pipes up when I get home. Hop in the shower, bro. You need to get cleaned up after last night. I’ll leave you to do what you will. Enjoy.

My body is asleep on the couch still, right where I left it. I go into Derek’s room and slowly remove my clothes. If I am getting worked up just removing my clothes, what will it be like in the shower when I wash my body? I am anxious to find out.

I have taken showers many times before but none rival this experience. The water is soft and warm against my skin, making me tingle. Not-so-mini-me is beginning to stir again. I start to lather my body, slowly working my way down my pecs, past my abs and finally grabbing the magnificent shaft standing at attention. If anyone had ever told me a shower could be so sensuous, I would have laughed at them. Yet here I am, moaning and cumming over and over again. Calm down, bro. Time to get back to reality. I clean myself up, wrap a towel around my waist, and go back to Derek’s room. I am exhausted from all the fun so I just collapse on his bed.

“Wake up, squirt.” Derek is jostling me awake. I’m back on the couch in my own body. “So do I have to ask how you liked being me?”

I can barely manage to speak. “How? I mean why? That was the most incredible night I’ve ever had!” And I mean it because it truly was a once in a lifetime experience. I don’t think I will ever be the same.

“Come on, bro. Up and at ‘em.” Derek waits for me to get up. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. That was only the beginning.”

Only the beginning? The beginning of what? What does Derek have hatching in that brain of his? I guess I’ll have to wait to find out.

— A few months later —

I never thought I would see the day when Derek would settle down with only one person but apparently Steve is his soul mate. I feel lonely and like the odd man out. He tries to reassure me and get me to go with them but I usually beg off with some excuse. Don’t get me wrong - I like Steve. How could I not like him? I’m just jealous of him. I’ll get over it… someday.

“Hey bro. Are you moping again?” Early morning and Derek is just coming back from a night out with Steve.

“Nope. I was just thinking about all I have to do today.” He knows I’m lying.

“Squirt you have to stop feeling like Steve is coming between us. He’s a great guy if you give him a chance.”

“I know Steve is a good guy. I really do and I am happy that the two of you have clicked so well. It’s just…”

“Just what? You feel like you don’t belong in my life anymore? You and I have a special bond. You’ll always belong in my life.”

“I think maybe I should move out.”

“What? Move out? Why? This is your home. Look, Steve wants the three of us to go to his cabin tomorrow, give us some time together. If you still feel the same way when we get back I’ll help you find a new place and get you settled in. What do you say?”

I know he’ll be disappointed if I don’t go. “All right I’ll go with you.”

“You won’t regret it I promise. It’ll do you good to get some time away from here, relax and get to know Steve better. Things will improve you’ll see.” I can tell he’s tired and needs rest. I’m sure he’ll go to bed but he first goes to the kitchen to bring back the protein drink he has been making for me once a day since that night.

It is late afternoon when I return from running errands. He is still sleeping so I go to my room. I can’t get myself motivated to do much so I decide to lie on my bed for a while. I don’t know why I am so down. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know he’s coming into my room. “I called Steve. It takes a while to get there so we’re leaving early. He has everything we’ll want at the cabin so only wear the clothes you need to go.”

Early morning with Steve and a long drive. Oh joy. “Whatever.” I’m not terribly enthusiastic.

“Cheer up. You’re going to have a great time. Let’s get some dinner.” We order delivery as morning will come fast. It isn’t long before the food arrives and we’re eating. Just as I am about to get up from the table Derek goes to the kitchen and brings this humongous shake for me to drink. “Down the hatch squirt. You need lots of energy for tomorrow.”

Ugh. This one really tastes bad. I wonder what he put in it. “Good night Derek. See you in the morning.” I am tired and fall asleep fast. I dream about the night I was in his body but this time I have Steve’s perspective. I must have him on my mind too much.

Morning comes and he is up before me. I haven’t seen him this excited in a while. He really is looking forward to the trip. “Good morning sleepy head. Go grab a shower. You’ll feel better.” I don’t know about feeling better but at least I’ll be awake. After I shower I throw on some pants, a long sleeve shirt, a hoodie, and my shoes. The day is already warm but I like to be covered. “Don’t you think you’re a bit overdressed?” he asks when I come out of my room. He is dressed in nothing more than shorts and sandals.

Steve arrives dressed in a gray tank top, shorts and sandals. He has a nicely toned muscular physique and at 6’2 is one hot dude. His dark brown hair compliments his dark eyes and his smile can light up a room. Why am I suddenly finding Steve so sexy?

We head out on the road with the top rolled back on his Jeep. Great. Nothing I like better than being blown around while going 60 miles per hour. They are talking as we ride. I am sitting sullenly in the back. I have no family so I was living on the streets when I met Derek. We hit it off immediately and he insisted that I move to his place even though he hardly knew me. He became my family. Now someone is intruding.

The road takes us along a beautiful serene lake. He makes a turn off the road and I can see his “cabin” - more like a mini-mansion with lots of land. Poor little rich boy. Once inside he shows me my bedroom as we head upstairs. He and Derek continue to the master suite. My room is huge and really comfortable with a big bed, private bath, and a splendid view. This is definitely not what I ever pictured a cabin to be.

I finish cleaning up just as Steve calls that it’s time for dinner. The smells are delectable. Along with everything else he cooks, too. Is there anything this guy can’t do? Derek seems to be observing how I react to him as we talk. Time passes and before we know it the clock strikes midnight so I decide to call it a day. “I’m going to head up to my room and get some sleep. See you in the morning.” It has been an emotionally confusing day. I strip to my undershorts and hop into bed, falling asleep immediately.

Sleep cradles me softly in a loving caress of dreams where I’m floating above my body, watching as it disappears from the bed as though it was never there. I feel drawn to a safe place where I find myself enveloped in warmth and I am content.

I wake the next morning with the sun shining in my eyes. Derek is in bed with me, one arm on my chest. I must still be dreaming. I roll over only to fall out of bed. I’m definitely awake now. He’s watching me with a very mischievous grin on his face. I suddenly realize I’m naked and looking at a well-built physique. Holy shit! This isn’t my body. Mini-me has been replaced by maxi-me… and he is beginning to stir!

“Good morning Steve. I see you are looking well.”

Steve?!

“Come sit on the bed and I will explain everything to you.” He puts his arm around me as I get up and sit by him. My new appendage is making it hard to stay still while he talks.

“The short version: I’ve known Steve for a while, long before that night. We have been planning this exchange for quite some time - the meeting in the club, the sex, this trip – all done for you. Those protein drinks I’ve been giving you contained his DNA to get you ready for a permanent transfer. Your mixed emotions were the result of you binding to him. When you fell asleep last night we put his soul in his new body and your soul migrated to his vacated body where you now belonged. Your old life is gone as though you never existed. You have always been my soul mate – you just didn’t know it.” He pauses to give me a minute to absorb all that he just said. This is unbelievable yet everything feels so natural.

“How can I be Steve?” I hear my words but in his deep sexy voice.

“By tomorrow morning it will be as though you’ve always been Steve with his memories, knowledge, and traits. Go take a shower and relax squirt. I guess I won’t be calling you that anymore.” He smiles as I stand up and make my way into the bathroom.

I thought the shower I had as Derek was a unique experience. What is it going to be like as Steve? I turn the shower on and get in. The warm water touching my skin is very relaxing and just what I need. I begin to lather my body, running my hands down my new chest and past my incredible abs. My uncut pole is standing at attention from the sensations I am feeling. I begin to stroke myself. My body is so sensitive that each stroke sends waves of pleasure throughout my entire being. I come again and again until I am totally spent. I finish cleaning myself off, get out of the shower, and put on the clothes that he left lying in the bathroom last night. His amazing smile beams back when I look in the mirror. I really am Steve.

We spend the day walking around the lake together. As dusk approaches we are sitting on the deck watching the sun set over the water. What could be more perfect? It is soon time for us to go to bed. He looks so handsome, so tantalizing and I want him. Derek is gentle as we make passionate love; for while the body I now occupy has been with him before, I have not. We embrace each other as we drift off to blissful sleep.

I can hear Derek in the bathroom when I wake. Whoa! I have new memories - Steve’s memories. I know all about his life. Fuck, Steve, what are you thinking? Of course you know your own life. Look at yourself – you’re Steven Bradley James, hot stud with a killer smile… and a very sexy boyfriend. As I lie in bed I reflect back on our first time together that night. Derek was one awesome lover. The two of us together as it was meant to be. It’s a wonderful life.

Source: “One Night in Heaven” & “A Day in the Life” by Bill Rowan

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Derick, Benjamin and Joshua were friends, they went to the same school together and they all had passion for learning, they were basically stereotypical college nerds. One day, the three of the boys met at Joshua's house as apparently Joshua had something important to tell the other two.

They arrived and went off to Joshua's room. "So guys I found a cool device while snooping around in the locker rooms earlier it's a device that apparently will make us all muscles up at the same time while we can keep our brains intact, I think this is a great opportunity!" said Joshua. Wait what were you doing in the football teams locker rooms, were you looking trying to catch the glimps of your Jock crush, Chad, again?" Benjamin laughed and Derick joined him "well shut up I got us an opportunity ok guys so let's not waste it hmm... who's gonna go first?".

The entire room was silent so Joshua decided to make a decision. "Derick you've been way too quiet let's see how this works on you". Of course Joshua knew that Derick was shy and never really spoke much but he used exactly that against Derick, he pointed the device in Dericks way and before Derick could protest Joshua pressed the button.

Derick began his transformation. First he got a boner in his pants and all of a sudden he felt a great urge to jerk off right there and then then his torso began to expand, he got a very nice set of abs popping out and ripping apart his clothing and at the top two pecs exploded. Then came his arms and legs which inflated to a size almost of small balloons as if he was a gym junkie and worked hour 24/7. His face also changed,nit became more well defined, all his nerdy features disappeared, he no longer needed glasses.

"oh... fuck... guys... something is happening...fuck... fuck... fuuuckk yea braaaahs" Derick shouted as his big piece of meat began to spurt out large quantities of cum onto the floor. Afterwards Derick fell onto his knees in bliss as he completed his transformation:

The other two boys approached him "Derick are you alright?" Asked Benjamin. "Fuck yea little brah, never have been better also I ain't no Derick, just call me Rick huhuhu".

"Why are you acting so dumb and what happened to your shyness and intelligence" Joshua asked while Rick just looked at the large puddle of cum on the floor suggesting that they should know what happened. "Fuck brahs I'm so fucking horny like" Rick said and then looked mischievously at the Joshua was holding, before Joshua could realise what would happened, Rick quickly grabbed the device and pointed it at Joshua, pressing it in the process. Benjamin managed to hide.

As Benjamin hid he could hear the shouts of Joshua who was asking for help and crying for him Rick to stop as he didn't want to become a dumb Jock... eventually though the cries and shouts were replaced by panting and moaning as Joshua began to rub his own sausage eventually cumming out a similar puddle to one Rick made:

"Well Josh brah looking fucking good man" said Rick. Thanks man... fuck I really needed that release huhuhu" the two of them laughed. "Fuck brah now I'm fucking horny... let's go get Ben and we can take care of our woods together".

The two Jocks went off looking for Benjamin, meanwhile Benjamin was hiding, when everything went silent, he thought that now was the chance to escape. He legged it to the door but as he was about to grab the doorknob he was grabbed by Josh.

"where do you think you're going little brah, once we're finished with you you'll be grabbing different knobs if you get me huhuhu". Rick came around the corner and pointed the device on Benjamin and pressed the button... Benjamin's fate was now sealed, before he knew it he began to transform in the similar way, he tried to resist at first, but the list overcame him and he started jacking his cock which expanded and as it expanded drained everything in his brain down. Soon the scares and torments turned into moans of pleasure and Benjamin eventually came everything out with there now being three sizable puddles of cum on the floor as Benjamin became Ben:

"Fuck brahs... that was intense" said Ben. "We know fuck that was good... but do you know what would be even better?" Josh looked at the other three suggestively before the three of them looked at each others stiff members. So the three of them got to action, they spent a great day together after school with a lot of moaning, cumming and lust being involved, the room by the time they finished was extremely messy and had a smell that smelled like a mix between their sweats, cum, and a bit of a fishy smell thrown in to add to the mix

This was the trios best day of their lives since they ever met. They loved their new forms, they loved changing Nerds into Jocks through their Jockification device to spice up their sexual encounters a bit. Life was good for Rick, Josh and Ben and from the day they used the device, they have been living the lives to the maximum, not caring abkut grades but favouring more lustful encounters not only with themselves but with other jockified nerds.

(this is another post which was requested I had great joy writing it thank you for the person who requested the story)

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Big Final Cheer.

I've been a male Cheerleader all four years of school. And yes the jocks picked on me. But I never seen any of them lift a person over thier head. Or any of the other things I do as a cheerleader.

Blake Peters our school's quarterback treated me pretty rough. Number 10.

I was slipped a note in my locker to go to the football locker room at a set time after school.

I don't know why.

I walk in and it totally empty. No one around. There Blake's locker. The doors open. There hangs his uniform. A football just sitting there.

I still don't understand stand. I walk through the locker room. I see a training room door open just a little bit. And the lights are on.

I enter in. There Blake. Out cold and stripped to his underwear.

I touched his beautiful muscular chest and abs so softly with my hand. I found another note sticking out of the waistband of his underwear.

Weird. It says strip naked and drink him dry.

I looked around. Was I being set up. Is this some kind of a trap.

I check Blake out closely. He was out cold. His pecs and abs didn't feel as firm as muscle tone should. And I look at his package. Ball and cock swollen to the max.

I locked the training room door. For my own safety. And stripped naked. I pulled Blake's underwear off him. So beautiful. So helpless.

I looked at his right pec. The nipple seem to have a milky white substance start to coming from it. I place my lips and started sucking and the white substance started to flow. I drank as fast as I could. As his pec start to get smaller and smaller. Once the one was dry started on the left one doing the same. As I was drinking Blake dry a surge went through my body. A surge of energy.

I didn't notice at first I was growing in size. Getting taller. More muscular.

All I knew was I wasn't going to stop til I drain Blake completely dry. I don't know what came over me. I could not stop.

I bent down on my knees and grab his swollen dick and put it in my mouth. As soon as I touch it he started blasting his load into me. I was surprised how mouth formed around his cock and I did not a spill a drop. Soon his jock size dick was a lot smaller as the size of mine.

Blake's entire muscular frame was gone. He was pretty much the size of me. As the searge went through my body I looked down and I noticed my balls were starting to swell along with my cock. I had to release my load.

I pulled Blake from the chair and placed him on the floor. I lifted his legs up into the air. I forced my now swollen dick into his butt crack and released my load inside him. I don't know what came over me I don't know why I did it but. The pleasure was so great as I released it inside him.

I ran into the locker room and jumped into the shower I had to get cleaned up I had Blake's cum over my body

I looked in the mirror and was beyond belief I gettibg Blake's body. I was growing by the minute.

I looked into the training and Blake was still laying on the floor. His body had transformed into mine. Our school quarterback now had a body of a male cheerleader that he always liked to pick on.

I walked into the locker room and there I found Blake's clothes laying there. Who's doing this? These clothes were not here before, just as uniform. The simple note read. "Wear these Home".

I got cleaned up and I put on Blake's clothes of course they fit me perfectly they form to my new muscular frame of a body.

Before leaving the locker room. I look back into the training room Blake's body was gone Along with my clothes.

When I get home no one is there. It's not unusual my dad and my mom are at work.

I walk into my bedroom things seemed a little different. Walking into my clothes and then all my clothes had changed. They were all Blake's clothes not mine. His lettermen jacket was laying on the chair the only difference is my name was there and not his. I got an undressed and gave myself time to admire my new body.

I can't believe it I got the body of Blake Peters. All of his awards were in my room but the name had been changed to my own.

Who pulled off the switch I'd like to thank them. Maybe they had a reason to get even with Blake and seeing me Taking his place on the way he treats me.

Monday morning I walked on the campus dressed in Blake's clothes or should I say my own right down to my letter and jacket. Everyone looked at me as if I was the school's price quarterback. There was this timid little guy standing by my locker wearing a male cheerleading uniform. It was Blake it was so excited to see me. He ran up to me and says I was up for Senior Prom King. Seeing his date for prom as king was so exciting for him.

Yes Blake and I are dating. .

To this day I still don't know who set this all up. Who made the swap. Turning a male cheerleader into the school's quarterback and it was quarterback and the school quarterback into a male cheerleader.

I can says I got used to having this muscular body.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

ZANE PHILLIPS as Ben “Follow the Sound of My Voice” — Legacies (4.11)

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Cheerleader to jock

Stacey loved being a cheerleader it was what she lived for. Unfortunately, she had been told that due to one of the Jocks (those hotties that she wish she could fuck) had moved schools meaning they no longer had enough players to do football. This meant she could no longer see the hot jocks up close all the time.

The Quaterbacker, Kevin needed an extra teammate if he wanted to even play football this season. In a desperate bid to find a way to play he searched the internet until he found a tub of "jock paint" this paint claimed to have the power to turn anyone into a bro within minuites. Allegedly the creator didn't even remember how to make it after accidentally touching the sticky white paint. In a spur of the moment descion, Kevin bought one small tub. Enough for 1 - 3 transformations.

When school ended that day Stacey went to cheerleading practise. Even if they couldn't cheer this season doesn't mean they wouldn't practise. As she walked down the corridors to the gym department she saw Kevin carrying a small tub of what looked like hand cream. "Hey, Stace apply some" instinctively she did, without thinking she applied it in two symmetrical stripes on both sides of her face. She then drizzly collapsed. Whilst collapsed her breasts became pecs, her abs toned turning rock solid and becips bulged within her cheerleading uniform. Then the changes moved down. Her vagina filled with testosterone and expanded forming a rock hard cock.

He did want to spend more time with the jocks, now Stan could.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Max was a college student who liked to learn new stuff all the time but was not muscular, instead he had the shake of a thin twig. He was thirsty for knowledge and really loved his life... that is until one day he was walking back to his dorm but was then knocked out unconscious, not even registering that someone was following him.

He woke up not remembering what day it was... last time he remembered it was Monday but now he couldn't be so sure as he was definitely not in the coldness of England anymore instead being in a very warm place.

'you're finally awake' said a voice in the corner of the room. Max looked at her immediately... he just realised now that he was naked and tied to a chair 'what the fuck is this you pervert, what's going on?!' Max was angerly shouting at the figure who was hidden in the shadow thus the figure was not able to be seen by Max.

'oh dear... I do like your anger it will fit the new personality that you will soon come to call your own', she chuckled. 'Max again shouted in anger 'what the fuck is going on, why am I naked and tied to a chair?!' The woman then responds: 'oh yes... I didn't explain you you why you're here... my name is Penélope, pleasure to meet you sweetie, I am in my early 30's and I run a company that... well takes care of people like you by unlocking their true potential... at the same time while filling a quota for our major customer'.

Max looks confused, the woman smirked and continued: 'yes, I see you're confused but soon you won't be when I'm finished with you... see I intend to turn you from your little nerdy self into a full on Jock that follows the mantra 'young, dumb and full of cum'... in fact you've got all the correct characteristics, you seem to have a beginning of anger issues, you jerk off almost every day twice to three times a day, all that you're missing is the muscle and all that you need to lack is those brains you have tightly hidden in your skull... but not to worry I will soon take care of that'

Max shouts: 'I will never become a Jock! You can do anything to me but I will not give in!' the woman chuckled again 'ah yes, there we have it... resistance... I enjoy turning people like you into Jocks... it's sooo hot to see resistant nerds like you eventually embrace heir true nature... oh yes I'll have so much fun with you...'

Penélope then walks out if the shadow holding a syringe, she comes up to Max and injects him with the substance, Max tried to stop her by trying to dodge the syringe somehow but to no avail, Penélope injected the serum right into the boys balls to which he shouted in pain from.

'there we go, first step is over and now... my dear Maxy... there is no going back for you... oh yes... once we're finished here you won't be Max... your new name will be Maxy...' she bites her lip seductively and gives a seductive wink. All of a sudden Max's dick got hard... in fact it started to increase in size stopping at about 11 inches, 'the bigger the cock the dumber the jock' she said while chuckling. Max's body started to change, well chiseled abs popped up out of the slim body, his arms began to inflate also and they were no longer twigs but full on shredded arms from working out even though Max had never worked out. A beautiful v-line leading all the way to his massive cock was now visible, his legs also gained on muscle as well as his face, his acne melted away and his face became far well defined.

'oh but i never told you what our client takes care of now did i?' said Penélope, Max panting and moaning managed to squeeze out a 'n...no y... y... you didn't...', well since you'll be too dumb to remember anything, I might as well tell you... our client is a major porn company... they have been lacking models... as such I am here... essentially a talent agent discovering major... 'talents'... for the company... I have been observing you for a while now Maxy... as I said you fitted everything... but you just missed on two check marks... you weren't muscular and you were too smart... after this you will just become a mindless blissful drone pumping your sperm out to make content so that people like your old self... the nerds and other non-musuclar and above the average or average intellect people can blow their loads to... I actually think you might enjoy the next bit... which is the mental transformation...'

Penélope presses a button and a flesh light appears and slighters is way onto Max's 11 incher, it then starts pumping his cock. 'next is the edging bit... you'll be edged so fucking much that your mind will eventually break... by tomorrow all that you'll want is to cum... yes you shall spend a night here being pumped by this machine and by tomorrow morning you'll be begging me to let you cum...'

Penélope then gave Max one last smile while Max just looked full of dread at what this night is bound to bring him. Next day Penélope arrived back to Max, but even before entering the room where he was in she could have heard Max shouting out, his shouts resounded throughout the building and it were the shouts of an animal desperate to get what he desperately desired, and the words he kept on repeating were 'AH FUCK, FUCK PLEASE JUST LET NS CUM... FUCK I NEED TO CUM!'

Penélope walked inside the room, Max was in tears and look like and absolute animal, the fleshlight was still pumping his dick and was leaking with a lot of precum. 'how are we doing Maxy? you ready or do we need to keep you in for another night?' Max then started to shout desperately 'NO PLEASE! I'LL BE OBEDIENT... FUCK I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT I WAS STUDYING ANYMORE... ALL I WANT TO DO IS JACK OFF, FUCK, IMPREGNATE AND MAKE FUCKING CONTENT OF ME CUMMING.... FUCK I REALLY NEED TO FUCKING CUM!!!'

Penélope then stopped the fleshlight while Max once again desperately shouted in anger at the fact his orgasm was once again denied, she took the fleshlight off of his throbbing dick which was fervently pre-cumming at this point, she then look Max in the eyes and wiggled her boobs in front of him a bit almost hypnotising Max 'whats your name you stud?', she asked, Max replied 'Maxy!' Penélope then said 'what is your life's goal?', to which he replied 'i just want to cum all the time... I never want to experience this again, I just want to cum, cum, cum in front of the camera so that I can give pleasure to my audience and so that they can admire my hot... muscular jock bod!'

Penélope then smiled and started to stroke Maxy's wet dick, the amount of precum on his cock turned her on, she started stroking and stroking, Maxy started moaning and moaning, she went on faster and faster until Maxy in all his joy and pleasure finally came onto his hot abs cementing his fate as a pornstar while Penélope just looked with pride as to what a stud she had created licking some of his cum that was left on her hand. Now Maxy was no longer thirsty for knowledge but for pussy and he would get it in any way he could to satisfy his lust

Image of Maxy from his Instagram feed

[blueeyeseyedman2]

I have a request….

I’m 5’9 and a really skinny twink, and at times I really hate how my body looks as I’m always told “you need to eat more” “when’s the last time you ate?” “You look like you’re starving” but due to my high metabolism I can’t gain the weight, so I’ve had thoughts of hitting the gym in hopes it’d help me.

Could you help me live my fantasy of going from a skinny twink to a muscular jock?

Have you ever thought it's not how much you eat, but what your eating that holds you back from becoming the jock you should be?

When you arrived at the gym earlier you were ready to start seriously with your training, but even before you could sit down at the bench press, your stomach started growling loudly. A bit embarrassed you rubbed it and sat down. You grabbed the bar and your stomach growled again, making people close by look at you.

"What about eating before working out? Ow sorry, I forgot that skeletons don't eat." One of the bigger guys laughed, as he stood up and walked towards the showers while some others snickered at his remark.

You felt so ashamed, the gym was were you were finally gonna get rid of these remarks, but even here people looked at your size as a joke. You rushed towards your locker, wanting to leave immediately.

Grabbing your stuff ready to head out, you heard one of the showers turn on, as the big guy went in. Your stomach started turning, rumbling, as it wanted to be fed. Your mind got numb, primal instincts taking over as you dropped everything and threw your clothes on the closest bench.

Walking into the shower you saw him. He was looking at the wall, placing his shower gel on some pedestal, while steaming water ran over his wide back. You couldn't see much, but you knew that he had your dream-body and before you realized it your hands were on his back massaging him.

"WTF? Ow if it isn't the walking corpse.. haha guess you wanna feel a real man don't ya? Well why don't we start here!" His hand suddenly pushed you down to his crotch, as it jumped to life.

This was perfect, just what you needed to fill your stomach. You hastily took it in, pushing every inch of it, until you felt it deep in your throat. Your tongue twirled around his shaft as you moved your head back and forth, while he moaned with pleasure.

You didn't know why you went for him after his remarks, especially not like such an easy victim. Then you tasted his cum, as he shot load after load into you. Swallowing every drop, lettings nothing escape from your grasp. Your hands pushing his butt closer to you, it felt like you had more room left with every suctions. When the last drop was swallowed you opened your eyes and in front of you was no one, only his bottles left to prove that there was someone there before.

You stood up and grabbed a towel, smirking when you gave a wink to your reflection. Your belly filled for now, but you knew that you would need to feed again soon.. The question was which jerk would be your next meal.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

Change of Major

For @writer-ofstuff as part of the 1st Annual TF Writer Gift Exchange!

Professor Bishop sat alone in his new office at the start of the new year, taking it all in and smirking to himself.  With his newfound powers, a college seemed like an excellent playground to test his limits.  So many ripe desires, dreams and hormones as students, athletes, coaches and professors all returned to campus.  Convincing them that he was actually a professor was as easy as a wave of his palm, his own little Jedi mind trick.  And he was certainly enjoying his new studly silver fox body.  It fit his tastes perfectly, all those mature muscles hiding beneath his suit.  But never mind all that.  He was expecting his first student visit at any moment.  Class, as it were, was in session.

Devon nervously stepped up to the door.  New year, new semester, new faculty advisor, hopefully a new major…  He was confident in his decision, but walking through the door and making it official still made him a little anxious.  He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, took the door handle in his hand and turned.  What he didn’t expect was almost falling face-first into the office as the door seemed to open on its own, pulling him forward.

“You’re right on time, my boy, but watch that first step.”  The handsome professor sat behind his desk with a smirk.

“Are you Professor Bishop?” Devon asked, blushing slightly after his less-than-graceful entrance.

“Indeed I am!  A pleasure to meet you, Devon.  I understand that you are looking for a change going forward?”

“Y-yes sir, I am.  I thought about it a lot over the holidays, and I just need faculty approval to-”  Devon was interrupted by a commotion outside.  One of the school teams appeared to be returning to campus after their championship victory.  Without realizing, he found himself staring at all the jocks, wishing he could be part of that group, that they could be part of his group, forgetting why he was there in the first place…

Suddenly the door slammed shut out of nowhere, snapping Devon back to reality.

“Pesky drafts in these old buildings,” huffed Professor Bishop, his hand lowering back to the desk.  “You were saying?”

“Oh, yes, sorry…  I need faculty approval in order to change my major.  I was hoping that you could sign off on it?”

“I suppose I could, but I also know that’s not what you really want, my boy.  What, or who, you want is a change in career, not major.  I know you aren’t satisfied with that holiday job of yours.”

“But- but how could you know that?  We’ve never…” Devon stammered, mind racing at how the Professor could have known about his job at Burger King.

“Oh, my boy, you’re an open book to me,” said the Professor as he went back to writing something on his desk.  “Now put those on.”  Devon looked to the chair behind him as the Professor dismissively pointed.  In it sat a pair of blue jeans, shirt and jacket.

“W-why do I need to change clothes?  I don’t understand.”  This meeting was getting weirder and weirder, but Devon was determined for a change.

“Those used to be- errr, belong to an acquaintance of mine.  He was ready for a change as well but lost a bet and…  Well, that’s beside the point.  All you have to do is put him- ahem, his clothes on.  Pants first please.”

Naturally Devon still hesitated.  How did this turn from getting a signature to striping in front of this professor?  “I don’t think I-”

*snap*

Professor Bishop loudly snapped his fingers, and with them Devon’s mind went blank.  It was like a balloon containing all his resistance had been popped.  “As much as I understand the questions, I do have other students to see after you, so get on with it if you please.”

Devon looked at him helplessly as he turned around, sluggishly removing his shirt, shoes and pants like he was drunk.  Finally he dropped his underwear and reached to find the new pair in the pile in the chair.  “There’s no…”  Devon looked back to the Professor, but his face already said it all before Devon could finish.  And?  Devon turned back, picking up the pair of jeans and stepping into them, sliding them up his legs and buttoning the too-big waist.

“Hmmm, that should have done it…” the Professor said from behind him.  “Turn around, will you, my boy?”

Devon’s feet shuffled around, almost on their own, to face him.

“Ah, the fly!  Not quite fully on there.  Let me help with that.”  Professor Bishop extended his arm, palm and one finger face up.  With a quick upward flick of his finger, the zipper shot up to the top, and a violent jolt of energy rippled through Devon.  “There we go!  Now let’s enjoy the show!”

Devon couldn’t even reply as his body started to convulse and bulge.  The best he could manage as his ass and thighs inflated was an unintelligible mix of moans, half syllables and squeaks.  Beads of sweat started to form as his feet quickly ripped through his old socks, a few dark hairs sprouting on them.  The gasps and moans got deeper as his package grew heavy within the jeans, pulling them tight across the front with a prominent bulge.

The Professor licked his lips, head resting on one hand as he enjoyed his handiwork.  Devon’s torso was next, rippling and bulging almost randomly as his abs popped forward and pecs pushed out and up with every heaving breath.  His nipples grew hard and tight, mounted on solid slabs of muscle as his shoulders bulked up and rounded.  The arms and hands started to flex as they grew longer and larger, sweat glistening down them and across his chest.  Devon’s face felt like it was being massaged and reformed as he aged, hair darkening and styling itself short.  The eyebrows thickened along with his lips, and a nice, dense coat of stubble pushed out along his chin and mouth.  At last Devon stood before the Professor a changed man.  A sweaty, dazed one, but a changed one nonetheless.

“Good!  Very good, my boy!  Well, man now I suppose…  You know what I mean.  Now the shirt and jacket please.”

What was left of Devon turned around again and pulled on the shirt and jacket.  As he did, more of his faculties returned as the final changes took hold; more of the new body’s memories mixing with Devon’s own.  One final turn had him facing the Professor again, this time with a big smile on his face.

“Excellent.  This is what you really wanted, is it not, Devon?  Or should I call you Tyler?  Or Derek?” the Professor said with a grin.

He was actually slightly unsure how to answer, with seemingly 3 sets of memories mixing in his head.  All he knew was that he liked it, like he felt reborn and full of raw power.  His eyes agreed as they started to glow red.

“Oh dear.  Looks like we ended up with more Derek than I planned.  I’ll have to get that fine tuned next time.  In the meantime though, we can’t have you running around starting a new pack at school.  Hold still.”  The Professor extended his arms and balled his left hand into a fist causing Devon to yelp at the surprise sensation of his balls being squeezed within the jeans.  His other hand did the same, and Devon felt a tug on his cock.

“Wait!  What are you…  UGH…”

“I told you to hold still.”  The Professor’s arms started to move up and down, up and down, almost like he was milking a cow.  A stain soon started to form on the front of the jeans as the alpha power was being literally milked away.  The stain grew and grew, with Devon moaning and thrashing about but unable to move from that spot.  The part of him that was Derek snarled and instinctively bared his fangs, desperate to hold onto his new power.

It wasn’t enough though as a final phantom tug triggered a flood; the stain quickly more than doubled in size.  The part of Derek that was still intact whimpered as Devon’s eyes changed from red to yellow back to gray.

After a few more moments, the Professor loosen his grip, allowing Devon to regain his control.  He straightened himself up, suddenly aware of and unsure what to do about the massive spot on the front of his pants.

“So, how do you feel?”

Devon ignored the stain and collected his thoughts. no longer as jumbled with Derek’s presence reduced.

“This feels…  Amazing doesn’t even being to describe it!”  Devon no longer cared how Professor Bishop knew the things he did: a change, his job, his particular obsession with Tyler Hoechlin.  He had what he always wanted, and he didn’t care how.  He simply started into the mirror across the room and smiled.

He figured he knew most everything that Tyler had known and felt able to easily slip into some new roles with his acting knowledge.

“Professor, I don’t know what you say.  How can I…?”

“Thank me?  No thanks required.  Looks like an A+ change to me, if I do say so myself.  And I got a lot of valuable data for- other things.  Now, go start this new year off with a bang, young man!”

“Yes sir!  Thank you again!”  Tyler knew there was nothing else to say, turning to exit that amazing office as the Professor went back to his detailed notes.  Stepping barefoot into the hall, Devon stretched, not noticing that his jeans were no longer damp.  That first, long, strong stretch in that body felt better than he imagined.  He was unaware, as was the Professor, that some of that lost power had been reabsorbed.  Well, unaware until a faint red shine returned to his eyes.  A sly grin crossed his lips as he immediately got an idea, heading confidently down the hall.

Meanwhile Professor Bishop continued his furious documenting, unaware that he had overlooked the possibility of anything being reabsorbed.  Even if he hadn’t been wrapped up in his notes, he likely wouldn’t have heard the slow creak from down the hall as the door to the men’s locker room shut behind someone.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

After training for months you still hadn't gained much muscles, it felt like it didn't work in the slightest. But you wanted to grow big and strong, no matter what you had to do. So when you heard about the body casino, of course you had to go and try to get yourself a better life.

You went to the local casino and decided to make the bet of your life, as the dice rolled you felt yourself change with them.

Height: 15 Your eyes lit up as you felt your spine lengthen, your shirt rising as it couldn't cover your entire torso anymore, showing the underside of your stomach. You let yourself be measured and found an impressive 6'2.

Muscularity: 13 Suddenly your muscles expanded and started bulging more and more, you could feel your shirt strain against your new found summer body, you threw it off quickly to see the new strength you had acuired.

Body hair: 6 Eyeing your body, you were nervous about the next roll, the few lonely chest hairs where about to explode into a forest.. at least you hoped, but in reality the suddenly fell off, leaving your upper body naked. Even the hair on your arms and legs softened a bit, you felt a bit awful that you only had hairy pits from now on. The worst party was that you didn't even have a stubble anymore, you looked like a teenager again.

Smarts: 6 The sadness left as quickly as it had started, your eyes dulled out as your IQ lowered drastically. You couldn't go back to your job Monday, you wouldn't even know how to do any off it anyway. But maybe you could be a good model, you thought to yourself as the last bit of attachments to your old life dissipated.

[blueeyeseyedman2]

I'm 25 nerd that looks like a stickfigure, meanwhile my dad is a jacked hunk, still having amazing definition from his glory years as a fitness coach. He always looks so disappointed with me, can you please make me into the giant muscular jock he would call his son?

You want to impress your dad? hmm and ex-fitness coach, I think I have just the solution to your problem. You need to hit the gym mate. Keep pumping iron non stop. There is only a few days till the bodybuilding comp, but I'm getting ahead of yourself.

You are starting to smell, really bad. Don't get comfortable mate its only going to get worse but it'll work to your advantage in the long run. Keep pumping that iron whilst I make some more changes.

You're really starting to put on size now and damn that sweat is not slowing down, in fact its making to your clothes so uncomfortable, they are clinging to you and its driving you insane. from now on you should probably work out without a shirt, or maybe just not wear a shirt at all.

Another day down, another workout done. Working out without a shirt has been great, you've been able to air out your pits, almost forgetting how bad you smell now but don't worry other people haven't in fact guys are straight up leaving the gym when you come in which was worked out well because half the people who were gonna sign up to compete couldn't, they just couldn't get a moment without you stinking up the place and bam, missed the window but don't worry about that right now....

God you got so much bigger in a just a few days the comp is starting in just a few hours. A couple more guys have walked out, unable to handle your smell, now you've gotten rid of all the guys who've been competing for years and its just the group doing their first show, they are all smaller than you but we need to ad one more feature. You can feel the swelling in your pants, its like an erection that just keeps getting bigger but its not even hard..

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CONGRATUATLIONS MATE, YOU WON! FIRST PLACE IN YOUR FIRST SHOW! your dad was there, he watched you win and he was incredibly proud and Impressed. He tells everyone he knows about his big shot bodybuilding son.

You stand there, staring at your reflection, god what the fuck happened to you. This is what you wanted....wasn't it? You loved the size until after the show, everyone thought you walked out the stage in the poser to make a winners statement but its because you couldn't get any clothes over your body. Even after a few days ordering clothes twice your size you still can't get anything but this stupid poser on your body. You pick up your trophy as your dick pathetically twitches to life into just a semi. Staring at your reflection holding the trophy you shove your free hand in the poser and start pleasuring yourself, moaning words slip from your flips. "I'm a winner, I'm a winner, oh god, I'm a winner" Not even 30 seconds slipped by and you came, moaning leaning against the mirror and a pathetic drop of come leaks from the tip of your dick before it returns back to its soft state. "what...what happened to me"

------------------------------------ Ya see mate, you wanted to make your dad proud, and you'll keep making him proud by winning show after show after show. incapable of loosing muscle your stuck in that poser just waiting for the next moment when your on stage with all the eyes on you. No guy will ever make you horny again, the only thing that will get your motor running is winning, being crowned the biggest muscle pig on stage but even that won't last long. Your just a prize bull now mate, you need the applause, you need to impress everyone on that stage, you need trophies, you need to be a winner for your dad to brag about.