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Neighbors to Lovers
Sean had just moved to a new apartment and everything was seemingly perfect. A perfect walk from the school he was going to, a perfect distance drive from the grocery store, and best of all, a perfect set of neighbors. He knew his experience with his apartment would be a little different since it was a college town, but he wasn't expecting every neighbor of his to be prime gay eyecandy.
There was the couple that lived in unit 60; two frat bros that were obviously fucking eachother. One was a tall, leanly toned, pale skinned, blonde track star. The other was shorter, bulky, muscular, tan, curly haired, must have been a wrestler or something. Its like they were made for each other, they made so much sense in his head.
Sean himself wasn't too bad, but he wasn't too great either- mousy black hair and a thin-ish build with a bit of pudge from not taking care of himself. He wasn't insecure, but with these models around him it was hard to not be.
His new neighbor was especially cute, a little shorter, lean, and twinkish. His eyes were beautiful, Sean swore they were made from emeralds. It was like everytime he saw him he got cuter, bigger eyes, slimmer waist, he was intoxicating, a perfect bottom.
His coiffed light brown hair would sit perfectly on his pretty head, making him look ethereal in a way.
He was so caught up in checking out his neighbor's perfect ass, he didn't realize how much he was changing to. His pale skin deepened as his once mousy black hair started curling up. Every day there would be a new change, set by the landlord to take place. It was gradual, but noticeable. One day in the elevator he got caught up in his reflection. He was looking good! His diet and workout routine was paying off finally- he didn't even question that he grew a few extra inches to 6’5” in a month. He gave a small flex as he watched his once scrawny arm fill with muscle. Right as he flexed his neighbor had walked into the elevator. He looked away a little bit embarrassed as his neighbor did the same. He noticed the little twink stealing glances at Sean's member which proudly rested loudly in his gray sweatpants.
Maybe he didn't notice, but the pheromones Sean was releasing already secured his little neighbor as his fucktoy.

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Your Kind of Relationship
You made fun of Yousef a few minutes ago. It was just your kind of relationship. You grew up to be a beefy jock. He grew up to be a weedy nerd. It was just your dynamic. It didn't make you love him any less as a friend, though. This time, you might've gone too far, or maybe he was just fed up with you.
He got quiet, smirked, and started typing on his phone ferociously. It started small at first- you could notice his frame was filling out just a tad more. Maybe he actually had been going to the gym like he always talked about wanting to do, but then you noticed he was handsomer? It was like his pimples and rough oily skin just disappeared. He shifted position on the couch and spread his legs, you could see his newly long legs and thick thighs straining against his shorts. He was totally the type of guy that you would go for.
He excused himself, his voice a tad deeper as he went to the bathroom. You swore you could see the outline of his dick swaying, and it was huge. Like a moth to a flame, you couldn't help but to discreetly follow him. He closed the door behind him as you listened through the door.
He was clearly loudly jerking off, his moans low, intimate. Suddenly you heard a thud against the door- he came so hard that it shot on the door all the way from the toilet.
The handle creaked open as he stared down at you, his eyes hungry, vengeful.
"So whose the nerd now?"
His voice was deep, sulty, controlling
"I-I am daddy"
Your voice came out higher. You realized that he was a lot talller, but you must've also shrank down a few inches. Your newly skinny frame responded to his voice, your dick chubbing as he picked you up with ease and took you to the couch.
Yousef always had his way with you, and you loved how dominant he was. It was just your kind of relationship.

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Fresh Tattoo
Chris's little brother Jake has recently turned 21, and he celebrated by getting a tattoo. Chris has been suspicious of the tattoo artist since it had been so expensive, nearly 2k for a simple shoulder tattoo that wouldn't take more than 2 hours. He tried to talk jake out of it, but he wouldn't budge, saying how reputable the tattoo artist was. Looking at the artist's page, he had to admit that all the tattoos were very good, but there was something strange. It was like every single client was a supermodel, incredibly muscular, handsome, tall.
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Chris pounded on Jake's door. Living together had good benefits, but one of the biggest cons was how messy Jake was. Last night, Jake had made a complete mess in the kitchen. It was like a rabid dog went through their pantry.
"You up? Can you come clean the kitchen, its a mess"
Chris heard shuffling, then huge thuds walking up the door. As the door opened, a huge 6'5" giant appeared, muscular, handsome, broad shoulders tapering down to a slim muscled waist. chris couldn't help but to stare at the giant man's bulge, making a large impression in his gym shorts. A tattoo adorned the stranger's right shoulder.
"Yea sorry gimme a sec"
"HOLY SHIT IS THAT YOU?"
Jake looked down at Chris confused.
"Yea? Who else would it be?" It was unmistakable, his face looked exactly like Jake, just the supermodel version of it. Jake's deep voice rattled Chris' brain. He couldn't comprehend how the person in front of him could be the same 5'5" twiggy nerd he saw the day before.
"What the fuck happened to you?"
"What are you talking about bro, chill out"
Just like ice melting, Chris' mind numbed. Hadn't jake always looked like this? He hit puberty pretty hard and was always pretty active. Maybe it was just a weird dream Jake had this his little brother was "little", Jake hadn't been 5'5 since before highschool.

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"Hey bro, the guy that gave me this sick tattoo asked to refer him to you. I told him you were a tattoo virgin, and he said he'd give you one for free. Something about wanting the 'family to match' or something, you game?"
Something rewired in Chris' brain, he needed a tattoo like his little brother. Maybe then Jake would respect him for being the older brother.
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New Outlook
Lucas wanted to start his fitness journey but he didnt know where to start. Laying around scrolling on tiktok he kept getting ads for this stepper machine.
He kept ignoring it but whenever the ad would pop up he'd stare at the hot girl on the machine, obviously she had worked on her body with more than that but what could it hurt to try.
As he added it to his amazon cart he noticed two versions, a "gay" and a "straight" one. There was no difference in how they looked or anything and the straight one was sold out so he decided to get the gay one. It was probably just some marketing gimmick anyways.
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Once the little machine had arrived he tore it open eagerly. He was excited to get rid of his stomach. He frowned slightly as he noticed the rainbow colored sticker on the bottom of the machine. He shook it off as he placed it on his wooden floor.
He got on as he started to pump up and down. The machine going how it was meant to. He put on a show as he continued on the little stepper.
The next day he woke up sore, his whole body ached like the little stepper was an entire routine. His feet peeked out from under his blanket, they looked a little bigger but he didnt notice that.
As the days went by he would go on the little stepper for at least an hour a day, not noticing how much the little thing was changing him. His receding hairline crept forward, making his thin hair thicker. His fat melted off his body, becoming lean juicy muscle, his skin darkened into a nice tan like he spent hours hiking, his face defined itself into perfection with cheekbones a gucci model would be envious of.
Although he didnt notice his physical changes, he could feel the mental ones. How he'd wake up more energetic and be more charismatic to people, how others seemed to be naturally attracted to him, but most of all he noticed how much he preferred the attention of men now. Whenever he'd think of girls a cute twink would take her place. No boobs, instead a nice pair of lean pecs for him to lick.
He couldn't control himself when he saw a cute guy, it was like he was going througg puberty again.
his large calves pulsated as sweat ran down his 6'8 sculpted body. Something he never really had to work for and just had. His trim waist and broad shoulders would say other wise, but he never had a gym membership. He wiped the sweat off his brow as he continued watching sone dumb reality tv show about gay guys. Everyone was so incredibly hot he couldn't keep focus.
All he could think about now was railing some random twink.
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High Risk High Reward
Gage held out his arm as he felt the needle pinch him. Gage had always been skinny, timid, and way too underdeveloped. His doctor recommended a new procedure that would help him to become more masculine, with some risks.
Even with the risks of a personality change and other general health things, he thought it was worth it. He was tired of being 21 and looking like he was 13 still.
After the injection he waited, slowing his breath.
"Alright! You're all set."
He felt disappointed, no big transformation, just a stab in the arm.
"That's it?"
"It'll affect you more later. For some people, it starts working immediately. For others, it could take up to a day."
He sighed looking at his pale reflection.
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The doctor had told him to wear something looser to sleep in case he grew in his sleep, but he was feeling like ot wouldnt work at all.
He stared at the oversized xxl gray cotton shorts. The drawstring was tied close to his skin, but it still felt like it was going to fall off still. He sighed as he glanced over his short scrawny body.
Climbing into bed he felt himself fall asleep quickly. In his dreams a tall muscular dark skinned man stood in front of him. Standing between him and a door.
The handsome man stared down at him with shame.
"You want to be like me don't you?" His deep voice resounded, it almost felt like the voice was coming form his own chest.
He nodded, the epitome of masculinity enrapturing him.
The man put out his hand, he hesitated not knowing if he actually wanted this for himself.
He reached up at the giant as his hand phased through the giant's. It was like they were starting to merge as the giant man got closer. Gage felt panic come over him as the man enveloped his senses, hugging him as bliss and energy flew into gage.
The man faded, leaving him staring at his own hands.
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He woke up in a cold sweat as he stumbled towards the bathroom, the ground seemingly getting farther from him as his feet made louder thuds as he ran down the hallway.
He stared at himself in the mirror as his body started to flex involuntarily. Bliss found its way coming out of his mouth as he started to moan very sensually. He cupped his pecs as they swelled outwards, making a shelf of pure muscle.
"Oh fuck" he muttered in a deeper voice as his spine cracked longer. He watched as his stomach convulsed into a defined set of abs, his arms following suit as veins made their ways up.
He stared at his now handsome face as a beard grew quickly. He realized his skin was starting to get darker as his hair grew out longer and curlier.
He moaned as one more thing grew, he felt himself through his shorts as he prodded and massaged it with his new giant hands.
He stared at the giant hulking black hunk in the mirror smiling, he knew that the bitches would him now, i mean who wouldnt?
He got his phone and snapped a pic for snapchat, maybe some needy cunts would reply to his thirst trap.

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Jason was tired of being berated by his bully Chaz, but what could he do? Chaz was double his size and had the build of a bull. The school day had just started, and Chaz was already there making fun of the small weedy nerd. Suddenly, something came over him, he couldnt control his body. It was like he was possessed. Everyone around the two stopped, they were disconnected from time, the busy school hallway now lifeless as if they had turned into mannequins.
Jason's posture corrected itself as he looked up at Chaz.
"You said i was a pussy?"
A feeling like the vibration of a bell hit Chaz. He chuckled at Jason's confidence, but there was a part of him that was scared for some reason.
"The last time i checked, I wasn't the one trying to bully the gay kid because he's soooo repressed."
Jason forcefully cupped Chaz's manhood as it chubbed. Chaz was fuming but he couldnt move.
"H-how are you doing this?" His voice quivering.
"Im not doing anything, I'm just bringing out who you were meant to be, Chazzy."
The smaller asian boy's hand gripped tighter as Chaz felt his entire body go limp. It was horrifically painful but also euphoric.
"Does it feel good bitch?" Jason's voice came out deeper, cutting through Chaz like butter.
Chaz whimpered as his body started to deflate.
Jason let go of his crotch as he slammed Chaz against the lockers with superhuman strength. Jason went onto his knees as he pulled down Jason's pants.l, massaging his member.
Fitting into his mouth skillfully he bobbed up and down, Jason took pleasure watching the taller bleach blonde jock's abs start to lose definition as his arm flailed against the locker in bliss.
"Oh pleassseee.... Jason.... fuck.." he stiffled his words, barely audible as his whimpers manifested.
He came as his testorone drained out of him, avlanching down Jason as he licked his lips clean.
As he stood to his full height he was now the same height- if not taller- than Chaz. Jason felt himself start to get hard.
"Wow you look like even more of a bitch now."
Jason said, his deep voice reverberating through the hallway as he inched taller, his think wire frame started to fill out and memories of being on sports teams started to implant themselves in his memory. On the flipside Chaz was started to forget his memories of being an athlete, only the faggy quiet kid in the corner of the class.
Jason pulled his shorts down as his member flopped out, him not noticing how much bigger it had gotten.
"Its like it gets bigger eveytime i see it...." chaz said drooling. He was right, his tool was now at least 9 inches long partially hard. Chaz reached out to touch it as Jason immediately gripped his wrist.
"And what do you think you're doing boy? You only touch when i tell you to."
"Y-yes sorry.... sir"
"Goodboy." He puffed out. Their veins faintly glowed as chaz's mass flowed into Jason. His pecs balloning as his hands and arms became much bigger.
The tall 6'8 asian let go of the blonde man's small limp wrist as his attention diverted to his member.
"Tell me, have you ever seen an asian guy this big before?" He wrapped his hand around his soda can thick third leg and started slowly pumping.
"No sir."
"Do you want to get a close look?"
Jason smiled his charming signature smile as twink Chaz nodded ferociously.
"Good, now get that ass over here."


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What You Say Matters
Every time someone made fun of him, he'd feel a pang in his head that would ripple to the rest of his body. It was getting harder and harder to focus in class, his eyes drifting to the other guys. Focusing on their muscles as they moved, their white perfect smiles, their towering height. It was absolutely unbearable. In between classes would be extra embarrassing because he'd be chubbed looking at all the guys in the hallway, which only led to more harassment.
But as the months went by and summer came, people stopped mocking him and making fun of him - but he didn't notice that. Every time someone made fun of him for his height, he'd grow an inch or two. Every time someone made fun of his fat, he'd shed a pound and put on a bit of muscle. Everytime someone called him ugly, his face would become more symmetrical and his crooked teeth would fix.
On the last day of school he towered over the other students at 6'10". His gigantic bodybuilder body barely fitting into the doorways. Everyone was completely captivated by him, no matter what their sexuality was- everyone couldn't get enough of him. It was common place for him to tent in his shorts, a huge 18 inch throbbing soda can thick python, and no one react. The desks that he sat at would have pre stained on the underside of them, and those desks were worshiped like the commandments.
Anyone he wanted was at his fingertips, and as far as he knew- this had been his life forever.

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Class Nerd to Class God
/Heavily inspired by the story; The 43rd Annual Fettig High School Career Fair. Love a gradual suggestion tf, always hot!
Once again, Lee was put into a group of guys for a group project that expected him to do everything. It wasn't totally out of the norm, but he was getting tired of it. He always heard in high school that he would find his people in college, but it wasn't going so well. Short, skinny, weedy, nerdy, the only asian person in a 50-mile radius. He hated going to college in such a rural area.
The class went by as expected, the group of meathead guys contributed nothing while he slaved away at the assignment. Peridocially he'd catch one of the meatheads looking at him, in a sort of apologetic way. After class thay meathead came up to him, his body language was nervous and a bit more shy than he'd expected.
"H-hey, sorry about my friends, i wanted to help, but i feel like i'd just slow you down." He spoke with a softness that the others didn't have. The gentle giant loomed over him as he extended a hand.
"Here, if i can help in any way just give me a text or call, k?" He said as he waved goodbye. On the folded paper was his number and the name "Julian," What a strange interaction.
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Lee and Julian got together at Lee's dorm, and although he didn't help a ton- it was nice to have some company. Throughout the day, they had actual conversation and found out they actually had some overlap in interests.
"Why do you hang out with those guys anyways? I feel like you're so different from them."
"I... dont know honestly, it was just easy for me to fit in with them i guess. People look at me and assume im just some other jocky douche so it's hard for me to branch out."
A pang of guilt washed over Lee.
"And- uh.. how do i say this."
Lee looked at Julian quizically.
"Our 'leader' James has this confidence and charisma you can't really avoid. It's like everyone's under a spell or something."
Interesting Lee thought, he had to push a little more.
"Tell me more, like pretend im trying to be someone like him. What specific qualities, traits, would 'put you under a spell' as your phrased it."
"Well, you would be pretty tall, like taller than most people if not the tallest person in the college. I think thats what gives him the dominance and confidence you know?"
He did know, Lee had been 6'5" his entire life. It made him a lot more confident even though he was as skinny as a rake. It was how he got through highschool- he'd just wear baggy clothes to hide his skinny body.
"I guess you kinda have that part down huh, you're for sure taller than him."
He stretched upwards cracking his back, he was always the tallest in the room standing at 6'9." No one came close.
"Yeah yeah go on, what other things?"
"You'd for sure be more athletic, into a ton of different sports, so you could socialize with as many people as possible."
He looked down at his lithe toned body that he maintained from being in so many sports growing up. It was like he had too much energy and he didn't know where to put it. It was normal for him to run 5 miles a day as a warmup. He also thought about the multiple people he had met over the years, some he didn't talk to anymore but followed him on socials. It was easy for him to stand out, and people felt naturally gravitated towards him.
"You'd be more muscular, yes you'd still do a ton of sports but you'd still be in the gym almost daily. Huge arms, huge pecs, huge legs, huge everything. And everything would be just as defined as it is big."
He leaned backwards on his bed, looking down at his huge pecs. People often joked that they looked like they would start spurting milk at any moment. He smiled, his confidence skyrocketing as he flexed one of his huge arms. Confirming what julian had said.
"And, hypothetically. How would you make me more perfect?"
Julian rattled off a bunch of descriptors as Lee's body became absolutely perfect. His face became perfectly symmetrical as his cheekbones lifted and became more pronounced. His voice became deep and demanding, his adams apple prominent on his muscular long neck. He spread his thick juicy muscular thighs wider as his member became as thick as a soda can and 10 inches long soft.
He let out a soft moan as he started to play with his sensitive nipples.
"I didnt know you thought of me like that Julian, 'the perfect man' huh?"
He smiled an extrmely dazzling white charming smile.
"Now we'll finish this project later, but there's something else that should be your priority right now."
His giant pet snake flopped out half hard as he pulled down his sweatpants.
"Why dont you have a taste of an actual leader."

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Role Reverse
/muscle drain, muscle growth, straight to gay, dom to sub, sub to dom, masculinization
/Was on metabods and was inspired by this story
Jack and his roommate Cas weren't on great terms. Jack had moved in a few months ago, finding Cas through a listing on craigslist-- only the listing didnt mention that Cas was a complete bigot. Since the first day of moving in, Jack had been tormented by the tall jock. Cas egging him on for being trans and gay. The daily berating was getting annoying, and Jack wanted to move out but the lease wouldnt be over for a few more months.
As he was doomscrolling tiktok he got an ad for some sort of new social media app called Facets that seemed targeted at gay people.
Facets; each lens creating a new reality
He stared at the app as it downloaded, going through the preview pictures. The way the screenshots were presented made it look like there was some built-in ai photomanipulation that changes your pictures based on your tags. It made sense. Everyone was insanely attractive on the preview photos, inhumanely so.
Creating his account he had to input his information, it felt like a dating app.
Jack Engoff
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 210
Body type: Chub
Position: Verse
Gender: Trans Masc
Scrolling through the app, it was just like scrolling through the previews. Everyone was insanely hot.
Jack decided to get back at Cas a little, have a little fun. He knew that the jock fell asleep in the living room last night after getting home drunk, so he had complete access to him.
Sneaking quietly he stood in front of the behomoth on the couch, his breathing deep and heavy as his pecs rose and fell rhythmically. His thick muscular legs spread, revealing his huge member.
Jack hated how hot he was, he looked like all the other guys on the app.
He took a picture as he thought about what tags to put.
#bottom #skinny #powerbottom #twink #short #sub #femboy #wanttobedominated #thirstybussy
As he pressed post, the loading screen glitched out. Suddenly, a picture of a cute twink appeared. Short 5'5" lean frame with a bubble butt. His waist is small, and his face brimming with feminine masculinity. His previously spread legs were closed as his small dainty hands covered his crotch, his huge ass pointing up- his face down in the couch. He was practically swimming in his clothes, even though they had shrunk to accommodate his new body.
Jack loved seeing his tormenter brought down a few pegs, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't turned on.
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He looked up in shock as the small twink in the photo manifested in front of him. His breathing wasn't heavy anymore, slight movement to his narrow shoulders as he slept peacefully.

Suddenly he heard slight muttering and moans come from cas.
"Oh Jackie.... im so tight.. please you're ripping me apart!" He moaned, his voice high pitched and sensual.
Jack was immediately turned on, he didnt know what to do.
If this app was able to do this, what could he do to himself?
He took a selfie as he formulated the perfect tags.
#powertop #dom #cisman #himbo #jock #bodybuilder #hugefeet #giant #hugeverywhere #model #abs #jawline #irresistible
He hit post as he ran to the bathroom to see his changes.
His patters became thuds as his feet grew out to size 15s.
He felt his bottom growth lengthen as it turned into a fully functioning penis, becoming thicker as his balls dropped-- becoming huge and juicy. His top surgery scars disappeared as he lost all his fat, his muscles defining themselves, becoming that of a god.
His broad shoulders pushed themselves out as his shirt completely disappeared, leaving his huge juicy tits in the cold air. His torso elongating as his abs popped into existence. He smiled as his adams apple dropped and became more prominent.
He flexed in the mirror, smiling as his face became extremely symmetrical and handsome. His curly hair grew out a tiny bit on top, giving him a lusty edge.

"Jackkkkkk is that you? Whats happening i feel so weak..."
He heard a voice come from behind him, standing in the doorway was Cas, dazed and confused.
Inside Cas was screaming, was he that hungover? Why was jack so much bigger than him.
"Hey baby" Jack said in his deep voice, as he spoke Cas immediately got hard-- his small two inch dick parely tenting his shorts.
Jack picked Cas up easily, kissing him as he brought the shorter man into the bedroom.
"I heard you muttering in your sleep, if you wanted me that bad why didnt you say?"
Cas blushed. It was undeniable how hot Jack was, but he wasn't gay! Cas leaned back in bed as the giant 6 foot 8 giant stood before him.
Seeing him in such a compromising position made jack's huge member immediately come to attention.
As he pulled down his sweats it flopped out, leaking warm goey thick pre as his giant foot long soda can wide dick ached for Cas.
Cas gasped, leaning forward as he felt an irresitable urge to worship Jack's body. Licking up the pre with his tongue as jack grabbed him by the hair.
"Good boy, keep licking and maybe ill fuck you."
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College Changes You
/includes: jock tf, getting handsomer, getting taller, gay to straight
Danny looked at Chris in shock. They hadn't seen each other in months, but they both had come back to their hometown for Thanksgiving. Since they were both in town, they decided to catch up over dinner.
Only the man in front of Chris wasn't the same 5'5" twiggy computer science major. The man in front of him was at least 6'3" nearly a foot taller than the old danny, and incredibly buff. Danny was never horrible looking to Chris but it was like a hollywood casting agent had replaced him. He was recognizable if you squinted enough, but the sharp jawline and giant brown eyes just drew you in.

"So what have you been up to man?" Danny was the first to break the silence.
"Uh not much, just school yaknow...."
Chris couldn't stop staring at his huge pecs. Not fully being able to make conversation
"How about you?"
"Oh not much! Recently I invented a new device that lets me change the fabric of reality."
Dan said with a smile, casually. His sensual voice singled out in the loud restraunt, it was like it was the only thing that Chris could focus on.
Chris didn't know how to respond, he watched danny pull out a small device that looked much like a normal smartphone. He tapped a few things and put it back in his pocket.
Suddenly he grew a few more inches to 6'10". His aura becoming much more enchanting, like he was the only thing in the universe thay existed.
As the waitress came over, she couldn't help but only look at the muscular adonis and not Chris.
"What can i get started for you guys?" She said, only looking at Danny.
"Actually, i think we changed our mind, we're gonna go somewhere else. Thank you so much for your help, heres a tip."
Danny said as he got up, gesturing for Chris to do the same. Chris hadn't seen him at his full height yet, it was stange to see his once best friend be a full foot taller than his own 5'10"
The waitress couldnt stop blushing as she just nodded and walked away, as chris stood up he realized he was fully erect.
"Haha already gunnin for it huh?" Danny said as he smirked, flexing his pecs.
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They walked around a nearby park, chris dumbfounded unable to speak by the giant hunk next to him.
"So, i actually came to meet you for a reason."
Danny wanted him? He couldn't believe it. Chris looked up at him, surprised and blushing.
They both stopped walking as danny held chris' hands.
"I want you to serve me, Chris."
Suddenly, the ground dropped from underneath him as he buckled into himself, pure bliss and euphoria came over him as he came right there.
His limbs elongated and his shoulder broadened as they filled out with muscle. He moaned as his voice dropped a few octaves.
"I want you to take on the persona of a dumb straight frat bro."
Chris clutched his head as he felt his hands grow bigger, his mind losing memories of being any sort of intellectual. He had gotten by with his looks and athletic ability alone, and thats all he needed.
He stood up as his package slithered down his newly formed sweatpants.
"Now look at me pretty boy."
Danny grabbed him by the jaw as his face reformed into a much more appealing form. His jawline sharpened as his eyes lightened. Cheekbones rising as his face became perfectly symmetrical. Danny whispered in his hear one more time
"We're gonna be a couple, but you will be in denial. Girls dont do it like i do."
Danny gave him a long sloppy kiss as he trailed down his new muscular body, making sure to trace each nipple as he licked his way down his taut muscular defined torso.
Chris moaned as he felt danny start bobbing on his 10 inch member. He had never felt anyone's tongue be so skilled. This was far better than any girl he's ever had sex with.
Danny was pleasuring himself as sucked chris off, his huge 18 inch python calling for Chris' hole.
As chris came over and over again he looked down at his bro. Covered in cum.

"Now its your turn to serve me, turn around."
Chris fell into the grass. Pulling down his sweats, his muscular ass straight up in the air, pulsating as it felt it's master so close to it.
Danny felt his slick in his hands as he continued to massage it. He flopped it around a little as he held it by the thick veiny base.
"No homo though though, right?"
"No homo bro"
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A Change in Position
/masculinization, nerd to jock, gay to straight,
Kevin was a fat short gay guy living in rural America, god did he hate it. He couldn't find a single person that was into him. Chelsea, his best friend, on the other hand was a beautiful woman that got men easily, but no one knew how to please her.
As she was doomscrolling tiktok she got an ad for some sort of mouth spray that promised to seduce anyone and make them act how you want them to. Of course she thought it was some gimmick but for some reason she felt incredibly compelled to buy it.
The next week she set up a hangout with Kevin. As soon as they saw eachother, Chelsea launched onto him. Kevin gasped as his friend greeted him with a kiss.
"What the hell Chelsea?"
"What's wrong babe? You usually love it when I kiss you there"
He felt dizzy, babe? But he was gay. He held his head in his hand for a second as memories forced themselves into his brain, specifically of Chelsea as his girlfriend.
He looked down at her as a mischievous grin spread across her face, god she was beautiful. He took her into an embrace as she continued to kiss him.
"You're so handsome, babe" his face reformed itself as he became taller, having to bend down for Chelsea to kiss him. His fat melted away as his jawline showed for the first time in years, becoming more square and attractive. His adam's apple jutted out as his voice dropped, he let out a rumbling moan as it did.

"Fuck babe, what are you doing to me" Kev muttered through stiffled breaths, his voice sexy and raspy.
"Im just trying to please my perfect man" she said, as he started to take lead, wrapping his arms around her like he had done it so many times before.
He took off his shirt as his muscles exploded with muscle, he deserved it after all, spending all of his time in the gym. His pecs morphed into a perfect set of juicy slabs of meat as Chelsea trailed down his body, making sure to take extra time licking and sucking on his nipples. She gasped as he grabbed her ass.
"You like that?" He said, still breathing heavily. She looked up at the 6'5" adonis in front of her as his muddy eyes turned blue and his greasy hair became dirty blonde.
"Fuck me..." she whiapered under her breath, shocked by how well the spray had worked.
He chuckled as his appendage grew longer, his abs defining themselves as his fat completely evaporated. Leaving him with a perfect muscular body.
"Come here bitch, ill show you what a real man feels like."
He said as he flipped her around, pushing her against the wall. He spit on his large hands as he started to massage his 18 inch thick member that was already dripping in pre.
Her panties already off as he started slowly. She gasped as it full went in.
"I bet im the biggest you'll ever have slut." He said as he smacked her ass.

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Flamer Premium
/muscle growth, bottom to top, suggestion, jockification
Lee never understood why he couldn't get matches on Flamer, he was cute enough, skinny, short, an okay ass, he didn't get it. He stared at his giant brown eyes on his profile as a banner ad came up.
Upgrade to Flamer Premium to find more matches! Starting as cheap as 20 dollars per week. We guarantee that you'll find a perfect match.
"Fuck it, what could I lose?" He thought as he payed for the subscription. As soon as he did his phone completely blew up with likes from people, it was instantaneous. Maybe he just payed for a bunch of bots.
As he scrolled through them as one caught his eye,
Jack 24

Cute, a little skinny but toned, handsome.
As he scrolled through his profile it said that he was a botony major, cute! He thought why not and swiped right.
It's a match!
"Sup cutie, didn't think you'd swipe right on me haha"
"Hey :) Why wouldn't I?"
"You're just way out of my league haha"
Lee was confused, if anything Jack was the one that was out of his league.
"Care to explain?"
"Well for starters, your height. I didn't know if youd be into someone that's a foot shorter than you"
Lee checked Jack's height, 5'5. He scoffed, they were the exact same height.
"Its hard to find someone taller than 6'6 lol, im not too picky. Plus, i love a height difference <3
"Do you like a size difference too? Your muscles are so sculpted, do you go to the gym like everyday?"
Okay he had to be joking now, sure he had been blessed with height but he always struggled with putting on any muscle.
"Pretty much haha, about 5 days a week, i force myself to take a break on the weekends."
"It shows, hey I know its Saturday but how bout you come over and workout with me stud? But that thing is hugeeeeeeeeeee"
Lee brushed his hand down his abs and started to massage himself. His member was only about 3 inches hard and he was a little self concious about it.
"Wanna find out first hand?"
He sent a picture of himself flexing, this usually set these twinks off. It'd be no time until his little 15 inch soda can thick python would come out of its cage.

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Careful Where You Point
/muscle growth, nerd to jock
Luke and Christian had decided to walk around campus by themselves to relieve some of the stress of finals coming up when Luke found a camera on the ground. He decided to photo bomb it before turning it in. As he took a picture of Christian, he realized that christian looked different, had Chris been working out or something? He swore his shoulders were a little broader, maybe it was the lighting.
Luke circled Chris as with each snap. Chris became exponentially more attractive, muscles blossomed as he became taller and taller, his face becoming more like a model. After a few pics, chris had lost his jeans, becoming a tight pair of shorts that struggled to contain his huge muscular ass and huge thighs. His shirt also completely disappearing, making way for his new taut incredibly muscular physique.
"What'd you do man, i feel all fuzzy and i can't think."
He said, his voice 2 times deeper. Luke looked up from the camera and realized how hard he was.
"U-uh I don't know."
Chris grabbed the camera as he pointed it at Luke.

As he took pictures, Luke's body lost all of its fat, replaced with muscle. Although not nearly as big as Chris. His body now more a toned swimmers build than anything. Luke caressed his abs as he felt Chris taking more and more pictures. His face chisled itself as he grew taller. Chris zoomed in to Luke's crotch area as he spammed a ton of photos. As he did he could see his pouch become bigger and bigger.
"Fuck bro, this thing thinks you got a huge dick lmao."
Luke put his hand on top of the camera and pushe dit down slightly, making chris look at him in his new beautiful dazzling brown eyes.
"You wanna test it out big guy?" The smaller whispered sensually in a slightly deeper voice, his member fully at attention.
Chris started to breath heavily as he traced the twinks huge 13 inch girthy hardon.
"Don't have to ask me twice."

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You think im looking bigger? Huhu thanks man, been working hella hard on these things..
What do you mean thats not what you meant? I've been 6'5 since middle school bro. You feeling ok? Hey man, if you think im hot i'd take it as a compliment, I can see you gettin all flutered and shit. hell i'd even let you give me some sloppy, but no homo bro.
Why would i stop calling you bro, bro?
By the way, you've been looking pretty jacked yourself, bro.

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Johnathan's mind couldn't clear up, the only thought in his head being a huge bodybuilder version of himself with a giant member. He knew he shouldn't have eaten that weed brownie his friend gave him but it was too late.
He closed his eyes as his breathing became heavy, feeling the giant bodybuilder version of himself thrust into him, spreading his fat flabby cheeks as his fat python slithered its way in.
With each thrust he could feel his own member harden more, lengthening to a point it never had before- not stopping when he thought it would.
Longer.
His mirror whispered in his ear, it was a deeper voice but it was still recognizable as him. He felt himself shiver as his ghost became more aggresive, his member reaching nearly ten inches long.
Stronger.
Facing his clone in bed, he couldnt help but moan as he felt himself balloon with muscle as his fat melted away. Giving way to a tight muscular frame, his abs chiseling themselves.
Taller.
His newly minted legs grew longer, his ghost still plowing him. It felt so incredibly good.
As his climaxed, so did he. Finishing touches made their way across his body as he expelled his old self from it. His face reconstructing to become much more handsome and his voice dropping a few octaves as the apparition faded into him. He took his large hands and caressed his new body as he fell alseep, clean up would have to wait til the morning.

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