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Only Fans Whore

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-"Shit, Shit, Shit I'm Late" Andy thought as he closed his bedroom door behind him, in between his hands and safely secured in a bag was a costume he had bought from Spirit Halloween, as he toyed with the bag he cringed slightly at the name of the costume which was “Only Fans Whore”.

On the right side was an image of a pretty sexy guy that made Andy's dick hard, which reminded him of his deeply closeted sexuality.

Andy knew what Only Fans was, after all, one has to experiment and try new things in life but the costume he had bought had been under a situation of pure need and not of free choice.

-"Well it was the only thing they had" Andy thought to himself as he peeled off the packaging and laid the contents of the costume on top of his single bed.

As Andy looked at the cheap and slightly mangled costume he thought about calling it a day and staying home.

But at the same time, it was Andy's first real college party and his normally strict puritan parents had somehow approved of his attendance during lunch when he brought up the topic after answering questions about his academic performance.

Such was Andy's surprise due to their answer that he had somewhat forgotten that he hadn't purchased a costume yet, as he had originally speculated that his parent's answer would be a resounding no.

-"At least I have one now" Andy thought while smiling slightly as he had finally made up his mind, despite the pretty obscene costume not being his preferred choice as the Spirit Halloween was all but empty by the time he had gotten there and his lack of social skills or close friends he was going to go anyway, after all, what was the worse thing that could happen to him?

With new determination, Andy removed his clothes except for his underwear and started to slowly put on the costume.

-"I didn't know this was included" Andy thought as he noticed that the costume came with a very revealing rainbow thong.

-"Good thing my parents aren't home to see this…" Andy whispered to himself as he removed his underwear and placed the straps of the thong up his skinny legs, as he did he could even imagine what his parents would have said if they had caught him, especially his father.

-"No son of mine will wear that gay shit while living under my roof!" Andy said to himself in a joking manner while trying to repeat his father's tone.

Once the thong was securely in place Andy continued with the pair of provided grey joggers, next came a silver necklace that now dangled loosely from his neck, and finally a black cap that was securely placed on top of his short conservative haircut.

-"Great" Andy thought as he looked at himself in the mirror -"I look ridiculous".

The costume itself seemed to be made of good quality materials which was a surprise as Andy had paid very little for it but the main problem was that Andy knew he did not have the appropriate body for the costume.

Andy's skinny legs made the joggers look incredibly baggy and the toned muscles the model had in the packaging did not come included, which certainly didn't help the situation.

-"If only I had a better body" Andy thought as he turned around away from the mirror which made him oblivious to the changes his wish had just started.

- "I hope they don't laugh at me at the party" Andy said to himself while grabbing his wallet from his nightstand and as he did he noticed that the world around him seemed to be lower than it should be.

-"Huh that's weird" Andy pondered while feeling extremely sick, his room somehow seemed to be shaking from side to side as if an earthquake was taking place, this was then followed by the almost uncontrollable impulse to vomit which suddenly began at the base of Andy's throat.

Because of this Andy's wallet fell from his hand to the carpeted floor below as he tried to slowly move to the bathroom where he stored some miscellaneous medicine that could be useful for his sudden illness.

As Andy did so his still compact body underwent a small growth spurt of a few inches leaving him with a new height of five feet eleven, At the exact same moment Andy's body was growing upwards the muscles that covered it also grew larger in sync.

-"Oh shit!" Andy said to himself in a drowsy tone as his growing pecs crashed into the wall which made him moan slightly due to his newly grown pair of large sensitive nipples scraping sensually against the cold surface of the wall, in his mind he could see a dream of someone fondling them which made him moan again in pleasure.

Bellow said pair of man titts six bulges pushed outwards forming a toned six-pack on top of Andy's previously flat abdomen, even lower still Andy's legs developed a set of larger muscled thighs that were perfectly accentuated by the pair of grey joggers included in the costume.

-"Come on... your close enough" Andy encouraged himself while pushing his body off the wall with both of his arms which at this point were brimming with new growing muscle, especially around his biceps.

When Andy was about to reach the bathroom he almost fell over again as his glutes also grew with a mix of muscle and fat, leaving him with an enviously big and bouncy behind that changed slightly his center of gravity in combination with his new v-like upper body.

Once Andy had finally reached the bathroom he turned on the tap and splashed his face with the cold stream of water that flowed from it, as the water droplets made their way down Andy's face his facial features quickly started changing.

Blemishes and acne scars became things of the past as what can only be described as porcelain-like skin now covered every inch of Andy's face.

By the time Andy had turned off the tap he now possessed a softly masculine face that would make anyone horny, regardless of gender. This would be further reinforced as a modest beard grew slowly into place around Andy's new dick-sucking lips.

In time and as Andy's body absorbed the water it was given the dizzy and sick sensation he had felt since the start of the changes dissipated, but a new and vastly more powerful sensation took its place and clouded Andy's judgment, that sensation being none other than pure and sensual lust.

Because of this, Andy suddenly started grinding his body in a sinful manner that would have made his evangelical Christian parents scream in shock and horror, at the same time Andy's hand quickly started playing with his large pecs which only accelerated the final remaining changes.

The previously described increase in lust was also made more obvious as a heightened flow of blood directed itself towards Andy's dick which immediately gave him a growing erection that seemed to never end as inch by inch Andy's dick grew to a mouthwatering seven and a half inches.

Andy moaned once more this time with a different tone as his Adam's apple grew larger thanks to the increase of testosterone flowing through his circulatory system, this also had a secondary effect as all over Andy's body a forest of brownish hairs grew everywhere from his larger ass to his bouncy man titts.

On top of Andy's head and covered by the cap included with the costume his hair started growing and even curling itself slightly, leaving behind the conservative style Andy had been imposed since birth and giving way to a more free and natural style that better matched Andy's new body.

-"Shit I feel so good!" Andy said out loud which made him snap back into reality once he heard his new voice in action, Andy's new grey/green eyes opened up, and observed his new body in the mirror above the sink.

-"Holy fuck!" Andy said testing the range of his new voice while he touched his new imp-like sexy face -"How did... how did this happen?".

As Andy tried to search for answers he moved out of the bathroom and back towards his bedroom which had changed significantly while he was absent, a pair of weights and other related exercise gear were laid out in the corner next to Andy's bed, the walls which were previously blank without anything attached to them now displayed posters of bands and movies Andy's parents would probably disapprove of.

-"Shit... everything's changed" Andy thought as he opened his closet and cursed under his breath as he noticed that his clothes had also changed into dozens of colorful and trendy versions of their older selves, some were even a little bit revealing.

Andy who was beyond surprised at what his eyes were looking at decided to check his phone that was stored safely in his night stand.

When Andy finally opened the old night stand he was shocked yet again as he noticed that his old phone which his parents had bought him years ago was replaced by the newest generation iPhone.

As Andy grabbed the phone it immediately unlocked once it had scanned it's user's face, the majority of the apps in the phone where the same except for things like Twitter (x) and Instagram which Andy never used regularly before.

-"What the..." Andy said as he touched the Twitter (x) icon and almost immediately a metric ton of gay porn appeared suddenly on the screen. There where dicks everywhere, penetrating other sexy looking men or just dicks being stroked/sucked by some heavily muscled himbo.

Andy initially wanted to throw the phone to the floor but the gay and rebellious part of him was now free of it's old body and the strict rules that came with it.

Without much control at all Andy proceeded to move his free hand towards his still somewhat hard dick, as the loud moans of a twunk much like his new self being fucked filled the room around him, Andy increased the pace of his strokes while imagining himself being fucked.

These imagined scenarios slowly became more real as Andy now remembered distinctly being fucked by dozens of men before, he was an expert in the art of seduction and around college some people used the word "whore" to describe him, mainly the sorority girls who's boyfriends had fucked him from time to time.

-"Not my fault I'm fabulous..." Andy thought as he continued to stroke his dick under the grey joggers, his confidence was now through the roof and the oppressive rules that had reigned in/controlled his more deviant behaviors were now being eroded as the seconds passed.

When Andy finally orgasmed a thick torrent of cum that contained all of the resistance towards his new body and reality splattered the front of his joggers, with it was also part of his intelligence.

Andy's eyes rolled to the back of his sockets and a small dumb chuckle was released almost automatically by his mouth, with the afterglow of his orgasms still present Andy removed his hand from his joggers and checked his messages.

What instantly became obvious was that the new Andy was much more social as dozens of group chats and individual contacts were now displayed on the screen, one of the groups was even called "Halloween Orgy".

-"Shit the Orgy!" Andy said as he picked his previously discarded wallet from the floor and dashed out of his bedroom, as he went down through the stairs he smiled once he remembered that he was originally nervous to go to the tame party he had been invited to in his past life, but now that he was happily going to an orgy he could only smile thinking about the freedom he had gained. Yet this was just the beginning.

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Andy smiled as he watched the TikTok he had just posted, it had been almost six months since Halloween when he had been magically changed and with each passing day, Andy came to the conclusion that he didn't miss his old repressive life.

He didn't even miss his parents who actually kicked him out of the house after they had found out that all of the new things Andy had like his phone and clothes were not purchased thanks to tutoring jobs within the law faculty at college but were in fact bought through Only Fans where Any would post videos of himself being fucked for his huge audience to enjoy.

The old Andy would have been horrified by being kicked out of the house but the new Andy knew that he already was making around 10K a month and because he was currently living in a relatively cheap town it was easy to buy a home on the spot.

This whole situation also gave Andy the chance to remove himself from his prestigious college and study something he actually had a passion for which was painting, it was much easier to do when compared to memorizing dozens of law books which his simpler and slower brain couldn't manage any more even if he tried.

Still, whenever Andy wasn't posting a painting he had just made he would post pornographic images or videos of himself without any shame.

All in all the changes brought on by the cursed costume on that faithful Halloween night had been great and Andy couldn't wait for the next Halloween to come where he could be whatever he wanted to be.

But for now, he was only an "Only Fans Whore", bouncing confidently his hairy pecs for his thirsty and perverted viewers.

Shaking his ass and inserting dildos of different sizes and shapes in an attempt to subdue his hunger for a real man's cock.

And appearing in dozens of videos with other "Only Fans Whores".

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Late for the Halloween competition (And Halloween itself sadly), hope you guys like it either way 😅!

Thanks to @hardwriterdeluxe for giving me the push to write this story!

I'm also happy to announce that from this month forward I'll finish the pending stories of "The Dictionary" series as I'm in a better emotional state/place, as a second note my semester is almost over so that means more free time to continue writing!

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Magic Leggings

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-"Magic Leggings?" Beau thought as he read the tag of a pair of pink leggings that he had just found in his laundry basket, the leggings were clearly not his as he would never wear something like that, but he certainly knew who would.

-"This must be Claire's" Beau said to himself with a small amount of contempt in his voice as he grabbed the laundry basket and the pair of leggings with both of his hands and then walked away from the small laundry room inside of his condo unit.

-"Maybe she forgot to take it last time she was here" Beau thought as he remembered that his sister's washing machine had broken down so she visited him to borrow his, and what a day it was.

Beau recalled that Claire brought a truckload of clothes and unloaded them from her new Porsche Cayenne, a luxurious vehicle that she had bought thanks to her sizable influencer wealth.

When Claire wasn't traveling from one exotic country to another she could be found shopping for new clothes and make-up that she would later use and post on Instagram or TikTok, she even had her own brand of makeup and was planning to lunch her own clothing brand nationwide.

In other words, Claire was the complete and drastic opposite of Beau, the only thing they had in common was that they were born on the same day, while Claire was a confident internet superstar and entrepreneur Beau was your average awkward guy working at a bank as an accountant and living a simple life.

-"Best to call her now" Beau thought as he placed the clean basket of laundry in his closet and retrieved his phone from his pocket, he then punched in Claire's number and waited for her to respond.

Yet she never would but despite this Beau continued calling her a few extra times -"Come on!" Beau whispered as his call bounced back into voicemail, with a small sense of anger Beau entered Instagram and searched for his sister's profile.

-"Now that's why she didn't respond" Beau thought as he saw that his sister had posted an image of her at a nightclub in Thailand only a few minutes ago.

Beau felt slightly jealous as he looked at the image, how fun it would be to be so carefree, to just say "fuck it" and have fun for once.

Beau rolled his eyes at these thoughts as the more "profesional" part of his personality took over, he had a good life and a nice condo, yes granted he had never gone to a real party or even entered a night club but he didn't need that.

-"I'll try and call her later then" Beau thought as he was about to walk out of the room as he had to finish an end of the month report, but before he did he looked down at the leggings he was holding between his hands.

The bubbly and bright pink color of said leggings contrasted comically with the plain grey and white pajamas Beau was wearing.

-"It be funny if I tried them" Beau suddenly thought despite never having the interest to try anything bold or different in his life.

-"I can even send a picture to Claire!" Beau thought while he smiled like the Grinch as a plan formulated in his head, he knew that Claire was pretty possessive over her stuff and there was no better way to teach her a lesson.

With new determination, Beau walked toward his full-length mirror and placed the leggings on the floor as he proceed to remove his pajama pants and shirt, once he was done he pushed them aside said and quickly grabbed the leggings.

Before any regrets about his actions came to mind Beau found himself pushing his skinny legs through each of the leggings openings, he then pulled the leggings over his flat ass and only stopped pulling upwards once the leggings were securely holding onto his waist.

For a moment Beau stood there in complete silence, as he looked at his reflection he could only come to one conclusion -"Good this shit is really magical".

Beau turned around his body as he wanted to look at his ass, it looked enormous, far bigger than it actually was, and in a way it was even bigger than Claire's, but Beau knew that it was all fake, that the leggings were made to make one look good despite not really having much to show, but for now, what really mattered was his plan.

Beau grabbed his phone and opened the camera app, he laughed softly as he thought about what prompt he would send with the picture that he was about to take, maybe a "You forgot something?", "Doesn't it look better on me?", Thanks for the gift!".

As Beau thought about it for a moment he concluded that the possibilities were endless -"Better take the picture first" Beau whispered to himself as he got into position, meaning that he turned around and kneeled slightly on the floor in order to make his constrained small ass look even bigger.

Now that he was in position, Beau pointed the camera at himself and he even did a silly duck face, copying his sister in the process as she always did the same face when posting her slutty outfits to her fans.

Click

Beau stopped doing his pose and looked at the picture he had just taken -"It's perfect" He thought with a smile yet before he could send the picture to Claire he suddenly felt a weird sensation coming from his lower body, more specifically his legs.

They felt wobbly yet stiff all of a sudden, Beau tried to move but he quickly found that he couldn't move his legs.

-"What the fuck?" Beau thought as he looked down and noticed that the leggings were glowing a celestial and bright pink.

Before Beau could do anything else he suddenly felt like his body was growing, he looked down again and noticed that his legs seemed to be growing lengthwise, giving his height a few new free inches.

Beau's upper body also stretched slightly and by the time the sudden growth spurt had stopped Beau found himself standing at six feet two inches from the ground.

-"This... This is not possible!" Beau thought as he looked at his taller body in the mirror, he was so tall now that he could even see the top of his head on the reflection.

Beau yet again looked down as this seemed to be the only action he could do voluntarily, he noticed that the leggings were still glowing bright pink, meaning that more changes were to come.

Beau braced himself as he felt like his legs were suddenly molding themselves into the leggings, his claves grew out, and his hamstrings did the same thing, meanwhile, his thighs quivered as new muscle filled them, making them grow larger and larger.

-"What the... Oh fuck!" Beau exclaimed as his flat ass started to fill in the space left open by the leggings, a mix of perfectly balanced muscle and fat formed into place giving Beau a sensual and muscular bubble butt that was even bigger than Claire's, meanwhile in Beau's crotch area a noticeable bulge became even bigger as Beau's cook thickened and grew to seven inches.

Beau's eyes rolled to the back of his eyelids as his uncontrollable body started to jiggle his ass while the changes continued towards Beau's torso, in an instant Beau's slight belly retracted into itself and was replaced by a sculpted six-pack.

Beau's moobs were the next victim as they expanded but instead of fat, it was now pure muscle the thing that was making them grow into a hard set of man tits that quickly started to bounce up and down uncontrollably.

Beau's skinny arms also grew new muscle, particularly around his biceps which were now looking like a pair of enormous boulders that contrasted perfectly with his new muscular forearms.

Suddenly as the changes were still taking place Beau felt like the tension he had on his shoulders was suddenly lifted, years of responsibility took the back seat as a renewed sense of perpetual calm filled his body and mind, this made Beau unaware of the changes that happened to his back as new muscles formed in that area as well.

Still distracted by the pleasure the changes were inflicting Beau didn't notice that his Adams's apple grew larger giving him a more masculine voice that perfectly suited his growing body.

Then it was the turn of Beau's face, cheekbones grew solid and sculpted, any sign of fat disappeared and any imperfection was filled in or erased, a perfectly styled beard was the final touch leaving Beau with the face of a supermodel.

On top of Beau's head, his professional haircut changed in style to a more stylish fade, and the few white hairs he had regained their original vibrant and juvenile coloration.

At this point, the leggings stopped shining as all of the bodily changes had gone through their course, the only other change that happened was the pair of diamond studs that had pierced themselves onto Beau's ears.

-"Ok how the fuck did this happen!" Beau exclaimed loudly as he felt like he could finally control his body, with a lot of precaution Beau moved his legs and then his arms, and a few seconds later Beau was already touching his new face while looking at the mirror.

In a way it looked familiar, it was still the same face, just more beautiful and well-kept. The same could be said of the rest of his body, he was still Beau just a different version of him.

This acute difference between the two would become further reinforced as Beau suddenly felt like his mind was being emptied.

Because of this, the face that was reflected in the mirror gained a dumb almost primal smile as every single second of Beau's life was eliminated and replaced.

Beau was no longer an accountant, instead, he was now a social media personality with a huge presence and following on TikTok and Instagram.

Instead of numbers Beau's mind now contained knowledge like clothes, gym routines, how to get easy sex, and most importantly how to be slutty in camera in order to attract even more thirsty eyes to his account and sell them his merchandise.

Confidence replaced any sense of shame or humility as Beau opened the Instagram app and searched for his profile, he was initially surprised that he now had almost six million followers but this sensation of surprise quickly wore off as Beau remembered the years he had invested to grow his audience, which was now even bigger than Claire's.

This also meant an increase in material and economic wealth which was reflected in Beau's new surrodnings as he was now standing in the main bedroom of a large beach villa.

Without skipping a beat and oblivious to his change of surroundings Beau started recording a story and exposing how his ass looked amazing thanks to the pair of magic leggings his sister had left behind in his villa last time she was there.

-"Hello guys, I know is still very early in the morning and I don't want to make you guys extremely horny but I just wanted to show you how good this shit looks on me" Beau said in his sexy voice.

-"I mean isn't that an ass you would like to fuck!" Beau said with no sense of shame as his sexuality had flipped and he was now not only an influencer but an openly gay Himbo who craved to be fucked by a large dick.

Once Beau was done exhibiting his body he posted the story which was quickly viewed by thousands of people.

-"Wtf those leggings are mine!" Claire wrote to Beau while sending a few angry emojis .

-"Sorry sis is not my fault they look better on me ☺️" Beau responded playfully while looking at the stats of the story he had just posted, all the likes and sexually heavy messages he received made him feel so good.

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Needed Data

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-“That will do” Steven thought to himself as he set up the large radar speed gun he had borrowed from the local police department in between the frame of the door of his old Honda Civic and his left arm –“Shit how can something so small weight this much”.

It had been a pain in the ass to get said radar gun as the police department was initially skeptical of borrowing it to a simple city road planner.

After a little back and forth between the police department and the city plus a few training sessions in the field with the device, Steven was finally allowed to use the radar gun in order to get the required data for a new road management program that was currently on the testing phase.

The main idea of the program was to implement measures to reduce the speed of cars on local roads in an attempt to increase the safety of pedestrians, cyclists and drivers alike.

Before the city council implement these measures on a massive scale they needed to know if cars were in fact going faster than they should or instead obeying the recommended speed limit that was presently in use, in roads that had already been intervened they also wanted to know if cars were going slower.

And that’s where Steven came in, he was recently hired by the city to do an exhaustive study and conclusive report according to the data he collected at one of the roads that had been previously intervened as part of the testing phase of the program.

Because of this opportunity, Steven was rather excited as this was his first professional job that made use of his city planning degree.

With everything ready to go Steven turned on the radar and carefully took notes of the speed of cars passing by next to him.

Because the road was narrowed and the city had planted trees to make drivers more conscious of their speed the cars were going even slower than the revised speed limit of 30 mph.

-“28 mph”

-“27 mph”

-”23 mph”

-“25 mph”

-“29 mph”

-“23 mph”

-“22 mph”

-“26 mph”

-“This is great” Steven thought as he compared the speed of cars of a similar road nearby that hadn’t been intervened by the city with the data he was receiving, and by the looks of it, the city`s new program appeared to be effective.

Granted Steven still had to do the same test every other day for the next month in order to get even more proof of the effectiveness of the city’s program but the initial findings seemed promising enough.

-“32” Steven looked up from his notebook and quickly observed the car that had just violated the speed limit, inside of said car was a woman looking back at her kid in the backseat.

Steven smiled while playfully rolling his eyes –“Someone’s late for school” he thought as the car drove into the distance while slowing down slightly, in Steven's eyes it was totally fine to go over the speed limit if there was some sort of emergency.

Considering that one could get fired for being late to work speeding seemed like something natural to prevent certain problems, and that's not even thinking about people who are taking friends or family to the emergency room.

Suddenly the noise of a loud rumbling engine coming from the distance pulled Steven back into reality, he then looked through his window in shock as a Ford Mustang speeded towards him, in a fraction of a second the Mustang passed next to his car and almost hit another vehicle.

The radar gun immediately beeped into life as it recorded a speed of 75 mph.

-"What the fuck is up with that guy?" Steven thought angrily, he then looked at the car that was almost hit and noticed that the driver was a sweet-looking old lady, who by the looks of it had seen her whole life pass through her eyes.

This made Steven even angrier as even though he had seen a clear crime right before his eyes it wasn't like he could do anything about it.

-"Fuck that" Steven impulsively thought as he turned on his car and pushed on the peddle, the small engine of his old Honda moaned to life, and before Steven could consciously know what he was doing his car was already speeding through the road the Mustang had already passed through.

Steven then threw the radar gun on the seat next to him as he placed both of his hands on the steering wheel, he could slightly see the Mustang in the distance, and by the looks of it whoever was driving it wasn't slowing down.

-"What am I even doing?" Steven thought to himself as he surpassed a few slower cars, his base Honda didn't stand a chance against the powerful V8 Mustang he was chasing, even if he was able to catch up it wasn't like he had the authority to signal the driver to stop.

Despite this clear contradiction Steven continued driving, avoiding one car after another at high speeds in a safe manner yet with incredible ease, it was as if Steven had participated in countless hours of high-stake hot pursuit scenarios that now made him an impeccable and ruthless driver.

As Steven continued driving his car towards the Mustang his engine started to make a weird noise -"Shit, not now!" He thought as his car seemed to slow down a little, this was due to the small and old Honda engine not being able to cope but this would change soon enough.

What Steven couldn't see was that the small engine of his car started changing, it became bigger, more modern, and an extra pair of cylinders formed, giving it the surplus of power it needed to catch up to the speeding Mustang.

Because of this Steven's car suddenly pulled forwards with huge force, so much so that he was only a few meters behind the Mustang in a matter of seconds.

This was further aided by the formation of a turbocharger that quickly increased the roaring noise and power of the engine

-"Yes!" Steven thought with joy as his car was now closer than ever to the Mustang, he was so excited he ignored the seemingly miraculous way his car was performing, or how it started changing further.

The old suspension of Steven's Honda became reinforced and it bulked upwards giving Steven a taller view of his rapidly changing surroundings.

The body of Steven’s Honda also changed as it seemed to become newer, the flaky coat of green paint that covered all of the car changed, in some parts the paint changed to white, and in others, it changed to a vibrant black.

As a few distinctive markings formed all over the body it was clear that Steven’s car was transforming into a Ford Explorer police interceptor.

This was further accentuated by the logo change in the front grill to the recognizable blue oval and the formation of several police sirens and other related equipment on the roof of the vehicle.

The inside of Steven’s car also changed as old materials were replaced with newer ones, the most dramatic change happened close to Steven as a radio and police computer formed next to the central console.

Despite this and the changing steering wheel between his hands, Steven did not notice any of the changes, instead, his whole attention was concentrated on the speeding car in front of him.

With a sudden movement of Steven’s hand, the blaring noise of sirens came to life, despite the noise Steven’s ears filtered them out, as if he had listened to them almost every day.

As the sirens continued blaring Steven's body finally started to adjust to its changed environment, his small frame increased a couple of inches but by the time he had passed through a few red lights, his height stopped increasing and stabilized at a massive six feet six.

This change in height was quickly followed by the adjustment of Steven's clothes as they grew a few sizes in order to better contain his new height, this was also a small blessing in disguise as Steven's frail body expanded outwards as new muscle formed in every inch of his body.

His flat and previously hairless chest was replaced by a pair of juicy pecs that were permanently covered by a small forest of hairs, below them a well-kept eight-pack formed in Steven's abdomen area with a few new hairs also growing through the center line from his bellybutton and upwards towards his chest.

-"Fuck this shit is too small for me!" Steven thought as he continued pursuing his target with almost robotic precision.

He didn't care or even notice that his sizable pecs almost made the steering wheel in front of him invisible, or that his now muscular back made the seat he was sitting in creak slightly.

As Steven's upper body developed a V-shape like that of a comic superhero his lower body followed through a few changes as well, new muscles formed in both of Steven's calves and thighs yet these muscles were not only to show off.

They also served a practical purpose as they now gave Steven the ability to chase and keep up to any idiot that tried to escape from him on foot.

With these thoughts in mind, a hefty erection formed between Steven's legs as the idea of authority and unconditional obedience to his orders became quite sexy to him.

As these ideas became reinforced Steven's erection became more obvious to the human eye as his dick grew larger from a tiny three inches to a monstrous nine-inch breeding machine.

The newfound urge to breed that formed thanks to Steven's larger cock also brought on another change as Steven's ass grew larger yet his ass cheeks sealed themselves from the possibility of penetration, after all, Steven was a dominant top without exception, and without any discrimination of sex, race, or creed.

By this point in the chase, a few minutes had passed yet the Mustang didn't seem to slow down at all, this made Steven reach for a weird phone-looking thing connected to his dashboard, he then pressed another button which activated a loudspeaker mounted on the roof of his new patrol vehicle.

-"Pull over now!" Steven suddenly said, initially his new more masculine and booming voice echoing on the road made him think that something was wrong yet these thoughts were quickly discarded as it was much more important to stop the maniac driving the Mustang in front of him.

-"I said pull over!" Steven barked louder as his Adam's apple grew even larger and his up-until-now unchanged baby face became the next target of the changes that had already afflicted the rest of his body.

The most noticeable change was the increase in Steven's age as his young almost toddler-like features were replaced by straight and defined masculine lines around his cheeks, chin, and nose, then a large healthy beard that only accentuated even further Steven's older age formed in a blink of an eye.

By the time the hair on top of Steven's head shortened into a military-style haircut, his age was already pushing the 35-year mark.

Despite the previous expansion in Steven's clothes, it was rather obvious that what he was wearing was not appropriate for the body he now had, this was quickly resolved as a new round of changes commenced.

Starting around Steven's feet which were now encased in a pair of large-sized leather boots, then around Steven's legs his shorts grew larger as they became a pair of blue utilitarian pants that also now had to deal with the weight of dozens of new police items that formed on a belt around Steven's waist, this included a holster for a new police issued pistol.

Beneath Steven's strained shirt, a bulletproof vest formed around his perfectly sculpted and muscular upper body, said strained shirt was then changed significantly as it lost its colorful stamped pattern and became fully dark blue while a few police badges appeared around the area of Steven's muscled shoulders.

The sleeves of Steven's new shirt also became smaller which exposed his recently grown biceps to the world, and the new snaking colorful tattoos that covered them.

As the changes stopped for the final time the Mustang in front of Steven started to slow down and then turn to the side of the road, Steven then proceeded to slow down his patrol vehicle and park it a few meters away from the sporty car.

Once Steven had turned off his engine he opened the side door and walked out of the vehicle, for a moment Steven stood there, cars whisking by on the road beside him as a creepy feeling filled his mind.

Steven then looked down at himself with doubt as he looked at his new muscles and the way they were barely covered by his tight blue uniform.

-"Wait, I don't wear a uniform..." Steven concluded but before he could find out what had truly happened, his body started to automatically walk towards the Mustang, with each step of his heavy boots on the hot pavement bellow his thoughts and memories became scrambled and refracted into a new persona.

All memories regarding urban planning were replaced by training at a police academy and hours in the gym, despite this huge loss in the knowledge of urban planning Steven gained new knowledge in something much more important to his new field, law.

Some people he knew even said that he should leave his job at the police department and become a lawyer, but Steven could not see this happening as he didn't have a college title, everything he knew he had learned autonomously at the local library that was conveniently placed next to the police training center.

Secondly, Steven had too much of a sense of responsibility towards his community and keeping it safe from any danger, leaving said community behind for a cushy job at some office was not appealing enough to him as he would only benefit himself and not others.

Speaking of dangers, Steven looked yet again at the Mustang, this action made his veins boil with anger as something serious could have happened, maybe an innocent person could have died as a result of the speeding Mustang while they were trying to cross the street.

With this thought in mind the new Steven who had now regained full control of his body walked even quicker towards the Mustang.

Once Steven had reached the side of the vehicle he tapped the window with one of his large fingers, the window slowly rolled down, and a plumb of water vapor immediately hit Steven's face.

-"What's up bro!" the man inside the car said, he was muscular, young, and kind of a douche, Steven immediately frowned as he analyzed the man and his messy car interior.

-"For you, it's Officer Steven kid" Steven said lowering his voice in order to sound much more threatening -"Did you know why I stopped you?"

-"Don't know dude, I was just testing my new ride when suddenly I heard sirens" the guy said uninterested in what was happening.

-"I stopped you because you were going 75 in a 30" Steven said in a matter of fact like tone as he received an I.D from the guy through the window.

-"I was going that fast?" The guy asked as Steven analyzed the I.D he provided -"Sorry officer I didn't notice and if I'm real with you I'm in a slight hurry as a bitch from my class is teaching me a topic I don't understand but what she doesn't know is that Im going to fuck her brains out once we are finished" the guy said before releasing a dumb growl of a laugh.

Steven stood there, his face stiff like that of a stone statue, in a matter of seconds while the guy continued laughing he placed his arms around the door of the car and leaned in, a slight smile adorning his face.

-"Sir I need you to get out of the car" Steven said without skipping a beat.

-"What?" The guy asked slightly baffled as he processed what the officer told him.

-"I said get out of the car!" Steven repeated, this time with a much more serious tone which made the guy in the Mustang shiver slightly.

-"Okay, I will" The guy said as he got out of the car, immediately Steven grabbed the guy, turned him around and pushed him against the frame of the Mustang while retrieving from his belt a pair of handcuffs.

-"What the hell are you doing?" The douche asked with a slight amount of fear in his voice.

-"I'm arresting you for speeding, isn't that obvious" Officer Steven said as he moved the guy towards his patrol vehicle -"Or are you that stupid?".

-"Fuck you, do you know who I am!" The guy asked in an annoying fashion.

-"A complete moron it seems" Steven said as he pushed the guy into the back seats of his patrol vehicle while rolling his eyes -"I'd recommend you to shut up as well as everything you say can be used in court" He said before closing the door with a loud bang.

-"Spoiled idiot" Steven said through his teeth -"Speeding for sex, not the first not the last" He thought as he entered his patrol car and radioed dispatch for a tow truck and explained the whole situation.

After everything was sorted out Office Steven turned on the engine and speeded away towards the local precinct.

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-"25 mph"

-"26 mph"

-"27 mph"

-"28 mph"

-"29 mph"

-"25 mph"

-"27 mph"

-"28 mph"

-"This is boring" Officer Steven thought as he wrote down the speed of the different cars that passed in front of him, the city needed data for some sort of project and they offered the recollection job at the last department meeting.

The great thing was that who ever volunteered would be one of the first to be assigned to the new Chevy Tahoe patrol vehicles that would be arriving in the following months.

-"I really need that car" Office Steven exclaimed as he tried to distract himself from his current situation, his body had grown immensely over the last couple of years thanks to his almost robotic dedication to the gym.

And because of this he could barely even fit into the doors of his house or the interior of his patrol vehicle, things were small and thigh but it could always be worse.

-"55 mph" the radar beeped suddenly as Officer Steven pushed on the pedal while also turning on his flashing lights -"Finally something exciting!" He thought with glee as he chased the new law breaker into the distant meandering roads.

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[maletfsstories]

The Gayborhood

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-"Disgusting!" Pastor Abraham thought as he and his small religiously extreme evangelical group entered the threshold of "The Castro" neighborhood of San Francisco.

He knew that he and his group had entered "The Castro" as the crosswalks were painted in rainbow colors and pride flags flew on almost every storefront and balcony.

-"Repent Sinners!" Pastor Abraham said into his megaphone, his followers followed suit as they chanted a series of homophobic phrases and insults of their own.

Some of the people on the sidewalks rolled their eyes and continued doing their thing, a few took pictures and videos but none of them had the energy to confront the attention-seeking group.

-"Repent or God will send you to hell!" Pastor Abraham said as he pointed at a gay couple who quickened their pace as they didn't want any trouble.

-"Hey you!" A feminine voice said which made the group that was fully made up of men turn around, once they did they saw a rather obvious-looking gay twink standing with clear rage and disappointment in his eyes.

-"What do you want fag?" Pastor Abraham said through his loudspeaker which the other men in the group clapped to and some even threw a few insults towards the innocent-looking twink.

-"I want you to get out of here!" He said with anger -"Don't you guys have enough of spewing your shit at church or on the internet?".

-"Why do you care fag, don't you see we are trying to help you!" Pastor Abraham said in a low tone which made the Twink roll his eyes.

-"You know how you can help me?" The Twink said in a sarcastic tone -"How about you guys go away and leave us alone, this is our neighborhood, our safe place!".

-"Go to hell you fag" one of the men in pastor's Abraham group suddenly said.

-"Like you should totally find a new slur to call me, after a while that word starts to become more annoying instead of hurtful..." The Twink said as he started walking away towards a block party that had just started further down the street -"Really bitches you should leave before the gayborhood changes you!".

-"Like hell it will!" Pastor Abraham thought as he and his group continued walking towards the party where they intended to create a ruckus, film it and post it on their website.

The hate in their hearts was rather evident as they approached the party, if someone would ask them about their homophobic beliefs they would probably say that they hated the sin but loved the sinner, but that was a lie, if they could they would exterminate every single gay man in sight.

This hateful energy that permitted within every single one of the men would quickly change as an unseen force suddenly stopped the men in their tracks.

-"Why can't we move?" "What's happening?" "Why do I feel so weird?" Some of the men said with worry as they tried to move their bodies but their limbs would not respond to any of their orders.

-"My God!" Pastor Abraham said dramatically -"It's probably Satan doing this, he has stopped us for now but if we put our whole belief in God there would be nothing that we can't... can't... can't... Fuck!" Pastor Abraham shouted as his body started feeling even weirder as if it was being tickled and fondled by an invisible force.

The men watched in horror while still frozen as Pastor Abraham's body started shaking in place, it was as if it was being possessed by the devil, and the changes that followed only reinforced this idea as Pastor Abraham's body increased slightly in height to six feet.

Abraham's posture became better as the effects of his old age were slowly being eliminated as new muscle and reinforced bones formed into place, on the outside the heavy wrinkles and leathery skin that covered Abraham's body was slowly becoming more healthy and smooth.

The little white hairs Abraham had on the top of his head also changed as they gained their old blonde coloration, a few other new patches of hair formed on top of his head but despite this growth, Abraham's hairstyle was kept short.

-"Jesus!" One of the men exclaimed as he observed that Pastor Abraham had lost around forty years of his life and now looked like an average twenty year old.

This form would not last long as a new round of changes started and Pastor Abraham's men could only watch in shock as the newly rejuvenated skin Abraham now possessed changed in color from his pure Aryan white that his group deeply idolized into a dark sensual ebony black.

This change in skin tone was due to a change in Pastor Abraham's genetics as his facial features and body became more African in nature.

This could be seen in the growth of Abraham's lips, the slight change in the shape of his eyes, and the enlargement of his nose.

On the top of Abraham's head, his new set of hair also changed in color from blonde to an almost equal tone to that of his skin

His hairstyle also became much more "modern" as a fade formed into place at the sides of his head while the top set of hair grew into a curly mess.

Another more significant change happened in between Abraham's legs as his dick grew larger and now almost reached his knees, its coloration also now resembled that of the rest of Abraham's body.

In the complete opposite area of Abraham's body, his flat and unremarkable ass grew larger into an impressive bubble butt, because of the pressure it generated it almost burst Abraham's pants into pieces.

As these changes that were related to the direct expression of Abraham's new genes continued forward and his old self was slowly being eroded away, then the modest clothes that he was currently wearing disappeared into a flash of light, leaving him fully naked and with his large black cock and balls hanging between his legs while his large ass jiggled slightly to each side.

At this exact moment of vulnerability, the muscles all over Pastor Abraham's body became tense as the fibers within them strengthen and enlarged, this was more obvious and observable in areas such as Abraham's legs which were covered in a layer of athletic muscle.

His abdomen now displayed a newly formed six-pack instead of his previously small belly, and from his chest a pair of large muscled pecs formed from the fat deposits that were once there.

Abraham's lanky arms also now displayed an impressive set of muscles, especially his biceps which bulged outwards significantly.

-"Fuck that feels good" Pastor Abraham said in his new voice which was much more feminine in manner yet deeper in tone -"Please more!" Pastor Abraham demanded as he felt like someone was probing his asshole with a large dildo.

-"Oh my god yes!" Pastor Abraham exclaimed as he felt his g-spot being stimulated for the first time in his life, this small taste of something new immediately hooked the conservative pastor as he found himself wishing for it to never end.

Then without notice, Pastor Abraham's mouth opened wide as it received an invisible large cock that he quickly started to suck like a pro, his eyes momentarily rolled back as its taste was like sweet honey.

With each simultaneous penetration, Pastor Abraham's ways of thinking and memories changed, gone was the old southern baptist pastor who would travel from state to state spreading his hateful religious message of racial and hetero supremacy.

In its place was left a more progressive, urban, young, and openly gay black himbo called Marcus who was even running to be part of the city council under a more left-leaning and openly gay stance.

Granted his opponents constantly attacked his character as he had worked as a stripper but this seemed to only boost his popularity with his base.

As Marcus's orgasm finally came and his large black cock expulsed a torrent of cum that was composed of his old inhibitions and dislikes the new man finally opened his eyes.

The world seemed much more colorful and beautiful the more he detailed his surroundings, it was as if he now saw the world through rose-tinted glasses.

As Marcus continued to observe the world around him a new pair of clothes formed into his muscular frame, his large black erection and ass were know stored in a black jock whose straps were rainbow colored, and on top of them were a pair of daisy dukes that barely covered any skin.

Around Marcus's pecs a black crop top appeared with the phrase "Summer Plans = Very Gay" plastered on it in bold rainbow lettering, Marcus's feet also now sported a pair of black high heel boots that paired perfectly with his new sluty outfit.

A few other additions also appeared like tattoos around Marcus's arms and pricings in his ears and new large black nipples that were screaming to be fondled and twisted by a pair of strong manly hands.

-"Pastor Abraham?" One of the men from the religious group asked with a slight sense of fear in his voice.

Marcus quickly turned around to look at the man that had called for him -"Like yes but Abraham is such a stupid name, I prefer to be called Marcus now honey" Marcus said happily as his old group exploded into a wave of screams for help and prayers to God.

-"Like don't worry sluts, this ain't have bad, I actually feel so sexy!" Pastor Abraham said as he started twerking to the obscene music coming from the block party.

His large ebony ass jiggled without any effort in a hypnotic manner -"And soon the Gayborhood will change you as well, don't fight it boys, you will soon be just as happy as I am!".

With the release of these prophetic words the men from Pastor Abraham's group fell to the same force that had changed the former, some of them became himbos like him, others became twinks, otters, jocks and a few of the younger ones became older and we're transformed into sexy and hairy bears.

A few changed races depending on the racial group that they previously hated the most, their conservative clothes also changed into more revealing and sexy versions, and a few of them even gained earrings, piercings, and tattoos.

The messages of hate on their signs became messages of love and pride, even the Christian flag that they were flaying changed into the recognizable and classic gay pride flag.

With the changes completed the new men celebrated with pride as they now felt free to do whatever made them happy, it didn't matter if that was to suck a huge cock or be fucked in the ass by another man.

Their new lives were better in every single way and the newly transformed men quickly joined the block party that was now rapidly expanding towards them, a few pieces of who the men once were was still kept on their minds but this only made them appreciate their new gay lives even more.

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-"Like happy pride sluts!" Marcus screamed as the party entered its fourth hour since starting, hundreds of people had gathered and pride flags flew everywhere, it was like a rainbow wave flowing slowly through the streets.

It was all perfect until a small group of men came out of nowhere screaming homophobic slurs, because the group was so small many people yet again decided to ignore them, after all, it was the attention that they wanted.

Marcus looked at the group in detail and he quickly remembered that when he had organized the march into "The Castro" he had done it in two groups that were supposed to start together at opposite sides of the neighborhood and finish at the center, where the block party was currently happening.

-"They must have been late" Marcus thought as he finished accessing what was left of his old memories, with new determination he walked through the celebrating crowd until he finally reached the marching men.

-"Like welcome to the Gayborhood!" Marcus said in his giggly voice as he turned around and started twerking his fat ass at the men -"Do you like what you see!"

-"Repent to God you fag!" One of the men said as he started to feel a stiffness in his body.

-"Why would I do that, this feels so much better!" Marcus said as he noticed that the men seemed to now be frozen in place, they even started panicking just like his old group of men had done.

Marcus then watched in glee as the new group of men started undergoing their own set of changes.

-"The Gayborhood does change you!" Marcus thought as the men in front of him, one by one accepted their new gay selves and bodies with orgasmic pleasure.

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Sorry for the quiet week guys, hope you like this story ☺️!

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[maletfsstories]

"Macho Paisa"

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-"This thing is tiny" Tim thought as he pulled up through his legs a green and white thong he had jokingly bought in a small Antioquian town called Guatapé, the twink thought it was funny that the thong said in the straps "Macho Paisa" which translated to English meant "Manly Paisa", as if a manly man would wear something as sluty.

Tim also thought it was funny because of another reason as he was neither manly nor Paisa, after all, he was born in Los Angeles not in Antioquia, a place where he spent his last vacation with his Colombian-American friend who had moved there last year.

It was a great trip all things considered, and Antioquia was a rather beautiful piece of Colombia. The same could be argued about the men that lived there.

Timothy's mouth watered just by remembering them, most specifically the ones he had seen in small towns, they were incredibly tall, muscular, and hairy, and the most surprising thing about them was how beautiful their dark skin reflected the sun.

-"Maybe this will make me feel like one of them" Tim said to himself jokingly in a low voice as he walked with his stuff out of the small stall he had used to change his clothes.

Once outside, the Cali sunshine immediately hit his slightly pale skin hard but he didn't care much about it, after all, it was perfect to maintain the slight tan he had gotten in Colombia but that he was losing by the day.

-"This spot looks good" Timothy thought as he approached a small area slightly covered by a palm tree and far away from the bustling beach shores, he immediately placed his pride flag towel on the sand floor and his backpack next to it.

Said backpack had an assortment of things any gay twink could need. One of them was a sunscreen that was perfectly designed for safe tanning.

Timothy applied some of it all over his skin and once he was done he placed the bottle back into his backpack, he then looked at the time, it was already close to noon.

Because of this, he placed a timer that would activate after thirty minutes which he thought was enough to start with his front side, he also added another alarm for when he would stop tanning the other side of his body, Timothy then diligently selected a song from his large playlist.

Once the random pop song was steaming through his AirPods he proceeded to lay down on the towel and close his eyes, his body immediately relaxed and after a minute or two he involuntarily fell asleep.

Besides the music, Timothy could not hear anything, not even the beautiful group of ladies and twinks who had also laid their towels close to the shaded palm trees in order to escape the prying eyes of the douchey men on the beach.

As the godly rays rained down over Timothy and said rays slowly started affecting his skin the thong he was wearing suddenly started glowing faintly as if it was made of some reflecting material, but this was not the case at all.

What Timothy could not see due to his slumber was that his small pencil size dick became hard and was making a small tent on the front of the thong.

Said tent was not impressive at all but that would soon change as a surge of blood made the small stick grow larger and thicker, the growth of Timothy's dick only stopped once it had reached an almost pornographic twelve inches.

A few other important things happened to it as well, for example, Timothy had regained the foreskin he had lost thanks to his conservative Christian past, but a more surprising change was that the new tip of Timothy's larger cock had somewhat of a brown coloration.

Said coloration was not contained there for long as I started racing down Timothy's shaft and onto its base area, where it triggered the growth of two large brown balls that were covered in a thick coating of spiraling black hairs that had also grown out of nowhere.

Said hairs kept growing and growing, so much so that they started poking out of the thong and spreading down through Timothy's legs and up towards his abdomen, the ones that went downwards were followed diligently by a brown wave that quickly eliminated any white inch of skin.

As this was happening Timothy's thighs increased in size as muscle quickly filled them to the brim, from here the hairy brown wave continued until it arrived at the base of Timothy's feet.

Meanwhile, the wave of black hairs that went upwards did a few other changes, for example, Timothy grunted slightly as an uncomfortable feeling was registered by his nervous system and pain receptors, this was due to the slight narrowing of his waist giving his upper body a (v) type shape.

After this had happened Timothy's flat abdomen started to bulge outwards in eight specific areas, a short while later Timothy's body had developed an impressive eight-pack and a trail of black hairs that went up from his dick and towards his belly button.

From here the wave of hairs would stay put as the brown one kept climbing through Timothy's upper body, when they arrived at his chest two distinctive bulges formed and grew into a pair of large muscular and bouncy man tits.

They also now sported a large pair of dark brown nipples and an assortment of black hairs that spread outwards in an explosion-like pattern.

As the brown wave spilled into Timothy's skinny arms they quickly started developing more muscle as seen by the growth of a pair of large biceps and forearms.

With Timothy's arms now improved the brown wave raced up through Timothy's neck and as it did his adam's apple grew larger replacing Timothy's normal feminine-sounding voice with a more deep and masculine one.

Once the wave reached Timothy's face it expanded covering every inch while changing his Caucasian features into more sexy Latin ones.

His cheekbones and chin became sharper as any sort of feminine curve was replaced by sharp traceable lines, said new features were also covered by a new prominent and well-kept beard.

As the wave reached the top of Timothy's head and as his hair started to lose its platinum blonde coloration the timer he had previously placed rang loudly which made him grunt in annoyance with his new voice.

Timothy quickly turned off the timer and turned his body around, once he had done so he felt a slight tickling sensation as a mane composed of black hairs fell around his shoulders and almost covered the whole of his face.

Despite this Timothy didn't notice anything as the brown wave wrapped around his body while said body also became bigger in stature, increasing from five feet six to a gigantic six feet four.

The following changes were pretty superficial in their nature as they only affected three main areas, first was Timothy's bubble butt which became even larger and more bouncy while also changing in color from white to brown, the second area was Timothy's back which slowly developed large muscles, just like the front of this body.

The third one was around the base of Timothy's left arm as a gay pride flag tattoo was replaced by two interwoven flags, one was the Colombian flag and the other was the Antioquian flag.

Then a few small pieces of jewelry appeared all over Timothy's body, especially around his neck where a real gold cross necklace formed, the other was a pair of diamond studs that pierced themselves onto Timothy's ears.

Finally, Timothy's personal items also changed, even the music he was listening to changed from a pop song to a Colombian reggaeton.

With the changes now completed and a lot of time still left on the timer Timothy continued resting blissfully unaware of what had just happened to him and his body.

What mattered was that once Timothy woke up he would really be the "Macho Paisa" he had fantasized so much about.

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The other timer rang loudly, interrupting the music Timothy was hearing which made him grunt again -"Esa Mierda..." (That Shit...) He said lowly with his new sexy voice.

-Espera... Que fue lo que dije?"

Timothy pushed his body up from the towel and he quickly noticed that it wasn't his as the colorful pride pattern of the towel had been replaced by the green and white colors of the Antioquian flag.

Once Timothy was fully standing he noticed that his body jiggled more than usual, that's when he looked down and gasped in surprise as his hands cupped his large pecs.

-"Dios mio, con estas tetas necesito es un brasier" (My God, with these tits I really need a bra" Timothy said out loud -"Pero como putas paso esto?" (But how the fuck did this happen?).

As a flood of doubts and questions filled Timothy's mind he continued standing there, fondling his body, after touching his large nipples his dick immediately became hard which was a pleasant surprise as the brown tool came close to tearing the thong that covered it from the outside world.

Then we're his abs, Timothy touched each one of them several times, in a way they felt like mountains raising through a flat landscape, just like the Andean range mountains that cut through Antioquia.

Then Timothy flexed his biceps which immediately grew larger thanks to the pressure that flexing produced on them.

-"Sera que fue por el deseo que dije?" (Does this have to do with the wish I said?) Timothy pondered as he continued flexing and immediately noticed that his hairy pits were producing an intoxicating manly musk -"Y porque no puedo hablar inglés?" (And why can't I seem to speak English) Timothy thought worried while still groping his body uncontrollably.

-"Con estas nalgas si que levantó a alguien" (With this ass I'll surely attract someone) Timothy thought jokingly as he jiggled his ass by moving his hips, yet for some reason this idea made his dick become soft.

-"Pero si soy gay!" (But I'm gay!) Timothy said out loud as his sexuality seemed to be changing suddenly, he didn't have the urge to be fucked in the ass, that was something unbefitting of his position as a "Macho".

Instead, he now desired to put his "polla morena" into any being that walked, this cemented the first significant change of Timothy's new persona as he now identified himself as a bisexual top.

From here things continued going downhill as Timothy's personality went from bubbly and sweet to manly and confident, this personality change was also followed by a wave of new memories and life experiences.

Instead of being born in L.A Tomás now remembered being born into a large family on a small farm close to Guatapé, he then grew up working in the fields with his dad which helped him develop the majority of his muscles.

His life was pretty mundane, he went to school, not that it interested him that much, he went out with a few girls and men to party at local estaderos, and he would always stay at home every weekend in order to help either his Mom or Dad with some household chores.

This humble lifestyle ended when a modeling scout found him when he was visiting Guatapé on vacation, at a young and virile 18 years old Tomás was then offered a job as a model in L.A and before he could bat an eye he was modeling for the top clothing brands by his 24th birthday.

His life had changed radically, thanks to his job he had a sufficient amount of money to live a pretty comfortable life in L.A while also sending a ton of money back home to his loving parents.

Being a model also gave him some extra perks, for example his body count had shoot through the roof as he was constantly surrounded by other sexy men or women who were more than happy to be fucked by him.

Because of this having sex almost every day was easy, talking was not something he needed to do at all thanks to his body, not that it mattered as Tomás could only speak a few words and sentences in English.

-"El ingles no importa, mi cuerpo habla por mi" (English does not matter, my body speaks for me) Tomás said as he flexed his biceps once more.

At this point every single aspect that once constituted who Timothy was had been erased, the white Twink had been permanently replaced by a Latin horny himbo both in mind and body.

Speaking of horny, Tomás quickly noticed the women who were only a few feet away from where he was standing, he also noticed two twinks with said women.

Without any control but that of his sexual impulses Tomás slowly started walking towards the group, he made sure to walk in a sexy manner, like a peacock ready to expose its feathers to a potential mate.

The women and twinks immediately noticed the man that was approaching them, their eyes almost fell off their sockets as they carefully observed the Latin adonis that was approaching them.

Once Tomás was close enough he stopped and gave a killer smile to the group while also rising one of his eyebrows and making his large pecs bounce a few times.

-"Hello señoritas, les gustaría probar lo que es un Macho Paisa?" (Hello ladies, would you like to taste some Manly Paisa?) Tomás said with his sexy Paisan accent.

By the astonished and confused glances but large smiles that the women and twinks had Tomás quickly understood their silent answer as he got closer to them.

-"Bien!" (Good!) Tomás said as he removed his thong which allowed his large brown erection to bounce freely between his legs "Quien quiere ir primero?" (Who wants to go first?).

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Hope you like this solo story ☺️! The art used is not mine (I'm not that talented in the drawing department) - Could not find its original source.

Edit (Original Artist Is @MDart89 on Twitter - Thanks To @manmenmens For His Search)

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[maletfsstories]

The Dictionary - P4

"The Stoner" for @thepharaoh20

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-"What the hell is this?" You thought as you retrieved a weird looking old book from an unmarked box that had appeared in your office after lunch.

As you looked at the book with some contempt you noticed that a piece of paper slipped from one of the pages, said piece of paper had the name "Ulric" written on it.

-"What the hell does he want?" You thought as you kneeled towards the floor and grabbed the paper, Ulric had been your assistant up until recently, the guy had potential but he was too "undisciplined" for your law firm.

For example, he recently accepted a case that you didn't want him to, after all, it was a drug-related case that could have ruined your law firm's reputation.

After he continued disobeying your every order in the following days you were left with no other option but to fire him, he was evidently angry about the whole situation, he even started ranting about how "elitist" you were while he was forcibly pulled out of your office by security.

That had been almost two weeks ago, you thought that you would eventually forget who Ulric was yet in between your hands was his "gift" to you, written in the note that had fallen to the floor were instructions to turn to page 50 and read the first definition.

For some reason that you couldn't quite explain you found yourself opening the book and obediently searching for the page, once you had found it you started diligently reading said definition.

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Stoner

A stoner is a peaceful, relaxed, nice guy who likes to smoke weed, Stoners are usually seen in small groups of 3 or 4 and sometimes in pairs. They generally have slightly bloodshot eyes when baked, and always wear a little smile on their faces. A Stoner is not to be confused with a Pothead. As Stoners are less dependent on weed and are more chill than Potheads.

Stoners enjoy socializing and laughter and being with their friends. They typically wear more comfortable and relaxed style clothing. They often own a pair of canvas shoes, well worn by the numerous Stoner adventures the wearer has participated in, Stoners generally walk slowly and are very rarely pissed off, their personality is very peaceful and loving.

Stoners will always have their closest friends but when they meet fellow Stoners, even if they have never met before, it's like meeting family. Stoners have a beautiful union and truly see each other as one global family - considering that almost anyone could be a Stoner.

More generally all Stoners tend to have a mutual distrust and dislike of oppressors/authority figures such as their parents, the government, or the police who generally try to take away the thing that unites them in peace and love, their precious weed.

It's also important to know that the grind life isn't a priority for Stoners, they like to experience life slowly and they recognize that to have a lot of fun money is not really needed, because of this you'll find stoners happily working in lower positions job.

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-"Is this a joke?" You thought as you finished reading the passage and proceeded to throw the book into a nearby garbage can while ignoring the caricature below of a young looking guy with bloodshot eyes holding a blunt in between his fingers.

Why in the hell would Ulric send you that book, was it some sort of a sick joke that you didn't understand, was there any real meaning to it?

Before you could truly find out the large and luxurious office that surrounded you was replaced by what can only be described as a small and slightly dinghy apartment.

There was a little kitchen next to a small but combined living and dining area plus a bedroom with an adjacent bathroom and closet, compared to your penthouse apartment this place was almost the size of your walking closet.

-"How on earth did I get here?" You thought to yourself slightly worried as you started walking in a hurry towards the exit of the apartment, but before you could escape you heard a weird ripping noise.

-"What was that?" You exclaimed worried as you tried to open the door in front of you but no matter how much you tried it wouldn't budge open.

-"Fuck!" You said as you hit the door with your fist several times once the little patience you possessed ran out -"I just want to get out of here...".

As that phrase escaped your mouth the elegant business clothes you were wearing ripped themselves out of your body and as they fell to the floor they quickly disappeared out of sight, this included your bra which left your whole body completely exposed to the elements.

Because of this you automatically tried to cover your breast but luckily for you, there didn't seem to be anyone else in the apartment.

-"I can't go out like this" You thought to yourself as you looked down at your naked body -"Let's see if I can get some clothes".

With this in mind, you started walking towards the bedroom where you had previously seen a large closet, but while you were on your way you didn't notice something important, your height seemed to be increasing with each step you took.

When you originally appeared in the apartment your height was around five feet four, but now it had somehow multiplied itself into an impressive six feet four.

-"Fuck where are they?" You thought as you opened the closet only to find a few sets of old dirty clothes and some bags of pure green weed and a few blunts

-"Shit!" You exclaimed as you looked at the drug paraphernalia with deep contempt, the anger you had towards it was so big that you didn't even feel when your breast started receding back into your body.

Their milking function ceased to exit and the large areolas which were to be used to feed a new life became smaller as well, by the time you had snapped back to reality your chest now displayed a pair of equally large and muscled pecs topped by a pair of pink nipples.

Before you could scream as if you were being murdered another more drastic change started happening below your waist, something large was pushing out of your vagina which made you collapse into the floor because of the sudden sensation this made, it was as if someone had kicked you in... In the balls?

As you looked down you saw a large fleshy tube growing slowly in length and girth until it had finally reached an impressive nine inches.

-"Oh my god!" You thought as an urge to start masturbating clouded your senses, it didn't take long before you were beating every inch of your new member and as you did your body lost every single feature that could be considered feminine.

Before you could cum your old self away another change started occurring by the base of your feet, they grew slightly larger but also changed in tone to a dark brown, swirls of black hairs also formed, and started climbing your legs together with your new brown skin tone.

As they climbed they also formed lean muscle in your legs, once the brown coloration reached your dick you finally cummed into the floor like a gazer, this was thanks to your larger brown balls that were always ready to breed any man or woman that came upon you. A hole was a hole you thought as some of your old inhibitions were slowly eroded away.

Your large brown ass also developed a healthy amount of hairs while your just recently formed six-pack was now divided into two sides by a trail of black hairs that exploded like the roots of a tree once they reached your large brown pecs, they also surrounded your now brown and more sensitive nipples in a sort of ring.

-"Fuck!" You gasped with your new masculine voice as an adam's apple formed in your neck while the brown wave of hairs climbed towards your face, giving you a messy beard that surrounded your more kissable lips and which complimented perfectly your new Arab ethnicity.

As a last symbol of change your long and luscious hair became shorter and changed in color to black, it also became slightly more curly just like the rest of the hair in your body, finally a messy short haircut was left we're once flowed a wave of blonde perfectly kept hair.

With your body fully changed you stood up slowly with the afterglow of your recent orgasm still flowing through your system.

You walked towards a broken mirror that was hazardously pinned to the wall, the reflection initially scared you but the more you looked at your young, brown, and hairy body you somehow started feeling better.

It was a sort of gift, you had gained a few more years in a life of a complete stranger, a life that you were now open to embrace, your old name by this point didn't even make sense as you were a man, you stopped thinking about yourself as Cristina and started to think yourself as Kahlil, a 23 year old gas station worker who loved to smoke some weed with your large friend group.

Thinking of which you walked still naked towards a small cabinet and retrieved an already prepared blunt and lighter, without wasting time you lit the blunt and started puffing it vigorously, with each puff the little resistance you had was erased and all the previous technical and legal knowledge you had was erased with it as well.

In its place were left fun experiences of partying, smoking, exploring your sexuality and just having plain fun, the great part of it all was that you didn't need much money to do those things, not like you were money hungry like your old self anyway.

-"That's some good shit" You said out loud with pleasure as you felt your dick becoming hard again, without much thought, you quickly started to pleasure yourself, you were finally happy with the smell of weed and your stronger manly musk permeating the air around you, as you cummed for a second time you immediately thought with a dopey smile on your face -"Life is good".

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Happy Pride!

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The Dictionary - P3

"The Himbo Slut" for @valagon37

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-"Now this is awkward..." You thought as you looked at the book that had come with your flight tickets to the Algarve.

It was your first summer out of Germany and at first, you wanted to go somewhere close and mountainous, cold even, but the agent at the travel agency convinced you to get a package to a seaside town in the beautiful southern area of Portugal known as the Algarve.

You didn't know why you had accepted it in the first place, maybe it was because it was cheaper than you expected it to be as for only a few extra euros you would be flying in first class and staying for two weeks in a four-star hotel next to the beach, not that it mattered to you as your body was in no shape to flaunt around.

-"Let's see what this is..." You said as you opened the book and landed on a specific definition.

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Himbo Slut

Can be described as the male version of a Bimbo. They are usually easy on the eyes, they spend the majority of their time going to the gym, flexing, partying, and most importantly for them, having sex.

For a Himbo Slut his self-image is everything, from his perfectly sculpted body to the clothes he wears as both of them are connected to his probability of having more sex, for which reason the Himbo Slut also tends to live in areas where being almost naked is normal, for example, sunny places, most likely beaches.

The Himbo Slut normally works in simple jobs as his IQ isn't particularly as big as their muscles or ass, you may find them as secretaries (For a big shot CEO that only hired them for their looks and abilities on the bed), bartenders, and yes most probably as models, strippers, porn stars or sex workers.

It is important to note that the Himbo Slut can be from any ethnic background, he can be white, black, latino, etc, the Himbo Slut's age normally ranges between twenty to at least thirty but this doesn't stop him from acting in a child-like fashion or unaware of what's really happening around him.

To conclude The Himbo Slut is pretty much just that, a pretty face, and despite this simplicity, he is still desired by any living being on earth.

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-"Well I'll certainly find some of these guys down there..." You thought as you then looked down at an image titled "Himbo Slut", the guy in the picture could be described as perfect in every way, his muscled body was sculpted like that of a Greek God, it also helped that the guy in the picture was only wearing a thong which exposed his giant ass and juicy thighs perfectly.

-"Damn..." You thought as you looked at the guy's sensual face and body.

-"If I had taken more care of myself when I was young I would probably look like this" You thought as you closed the dictionary and looked down at your own body, the life of a tax inspector wasn't easy and you found yourself with little to no time to go to the gym or do any exercise at all, granted you weren't fat but being as skinny as a twig wasn't great either.

-"There's no point in lamenting on the past" You said to yourself in a hushed tone as you placed the dictionary next to you on your sofa and accepted that things weren't going to magically change.

Yet they did, one minute you were in your small flat in Germany, and the next you were assaulted by the rays of the hot summer sun that shined brightly up in the clear blue sky of a more Mediterranean land.

As your eyes adjusted you noticed that you were in some sort of yacht that was anchored close to the shore, the sea was calm and the waters were a beautiful deep blue, in the distance, you could even see a beautiful small town that you somehow started recognizing.

-"Is this a dream?" You said in a whispered tone as you remembered one of the posters at the travel agency that convinced you to book your trip to the Algarve.

-"Am I in Portugal?" You thought with a sense of surprise, after all, how could you be suddenly teleported from your home in Germany to Portugal if magic didn't exist?

-"Wait that means that..." You said before being interrupted as you looked down at your body, whatever magic that had been released by the dictionary and which had brought you to Portugal had now removed your clothes, leaving your body fully naked.

As the wind blew against your skinny and pale frame you desperately tried to cover your manhood with your hands, granted you were in a boat in the ocean but who knows who could be watching you from the shore. Luckily for you, there was not one soul in sight that would have the chance to see what was about to happen to your body.

In an instant, your height which was already significant increased to a towering six feet six, because of this you almost fell onto the deck floor as you hadn't fully adjusted properly to your taller center of mass.

This situation wasn't made better by the increasing amount of muscle that was forming all over your body, case and point, from your previously flat chest two obscene pecs grew outwards which pushed you forwards.

These newly formed pecs were so large and squishy to the touch that they felt somewhat fake but they were in fact made of pure natural muscle that would bounce seductively with your every movement.

Below your new pecs, your flat abdomen convulsed slightly as six bulges of muscle were born and developed, leaving you with a perfect set of washboard abs, your arms went through the same route as new muscles were formed and permanently hardened into existence.

As the changes continued their progress downward through your body a sense of pleasure clouded your mind once you felt a sudden pull from your ass, from your shoulder you could see that your ass was slowly growing outwards.

-"Fuck!" You thought after you had touched it, it was now beautiful, bouncy, and best of all, it was still growing bigger and bigger by the second.

-"Yes grow please!" You whispered with pleasure as you imagined a large cock spreading your beautiful cheeks and making them jiggle as it fucked you.

While your mind was entertained with these sensual thoughts your legs promptly succumbed to the changes, first it was your thighs which with their larger size gave you an even sexier appearance, then it was your calves and hamstrings.

By the time your body had almost fully changed you were ready to just let yourself go and accept the changes the magic of the dictionary had brought upon you.

Yet the changes weren't over as your skin became fully tanned into a more olive-like tone, dozens of tattoos formed on your arms and chest while short black hairs grew all over your body, this included your face as a perfectly manicured beard grew from your previously shaved skin.

Once the tanned wave reached your face your features became less mature but much more manly, your Germanic attributes were immediately washed away as your face became the perfect representation of Lusitanian desire.

Your eye color became just as dark as your new revitalized mane of hair, in said eyes one could see your new hunger for sex, to be used and to be fucked in the mouth and in your ass, your eyes also showed something else, confidence, you knew you were sexy, you didn't need to look in a mirror or be fully naked to know that you were like a venus flytrap, you were irresistible to anyone that looked at you.

-"Eu sou irresistível" (I am irresistible) you said not noticing that your native German was nowhere to be heard as perfect Portuguese came out of your mouth, Portuguese that you had spoken since you were born in the Algarve, Portuguese that you had used since you were little to get your way.

Portuguese which you had used to attract men that desperately wanted your suntanned and we'll work body, a body which you owed to your father as he was the owner of a gardening firm in which you had worked for a while before you realized that you could do something much more "productive" with your life and body, that's why you moved to Lisbon were you worked as an escort and stripper, life was good, it was just you, dozens of large cocks and thousands of euros each month.

As your mind was filled with memories of your new life, your still naked body was covered lightly by a blue speedo that now contained your larger manhood while accentuating your larger ass.

The sudden noise of a speedboat in the distance made you come back to reality from your transformation-induced bliss, you smiled once you noticed that it was your daddy, you had met him in Lisbon only two years ago yet you were already close to tying the naught with him.

All of the other sex worker friends you knew told you how lucky you were to get such a handsome man who just happened to be extremely rich, so rich that you quit your high-paying job and moved back to the Algarve into a sprawling Beach Villa were you could concentrate on working out and being a complete slut for your daddy.

As you thought about your daddy's riches small pieces of gold and diamond jewelry appeared all over your body, some were neckless and others were pricings like the ones you know had on your ears and larger nipples.

The final touch was a pair of gold-cladded sunglasses that appeared out of nowhere and which now securely protected your delicate eyes from the summer sun.

You removed said glasses in a very sexually charged manner as your daddy stepped out of the speed boat and boarded the yacht, as he climbed the stairs towards the deck you were in you felt increasingly horny towards him.

It had been days since you had last seen him, after all, he had to leave early for an emergency meeting back in London and you were all too happy to see him again as he walked towards you with the same amount of hunger reflected in his eyes.

-"Ola Papi..." You were able to say as he picked you up like you were weightless and proceeded to carry you like a baby while also planting a kiss on your delicious puffy lips.

-"Hello my Dante" He said in his deep posh British accent which made you want him to enter you immediately -"How have things been?" He asked you while he carried you towards a more private area of the yacht.

-"Good... Good..." You said in between kisses and with a heavy accent, your daddy had been teaching you English but despite putting your whole mind into it you were still only picking up small things at a time.

It didn't really matter thought as the language between him and you were your bodies, bodies which were about to colide into an explosion of love and desire.

-"Well it's about to get better!" He said as he threw you into a large comfy bed whose blankets and coverings were made out of the finest sheep wool, as your daddy removed his pants you had already gotten yourself into a position that perfectly exposed your ass.

-"What a good view" He said as he slapped your giggly ass with his large dick, this was pure torture to you as you desperately wanted it inside you -"Good I had missed this, my most prized possession...".

"Papai foda-me agora!" You said while adjusting your position even more, your daddy immediately obliged as he inserted his cock into your hole, your eyes rolled back as the pleasure numbed your senses and the little thoughts you had in your mind.

As your daddy started pumping his dick in and out your hole you were finally at peace, life was simple, every day you were to be fucked and you couldn't be happier, after all, you had the best daddy the universe could give you.

The previously growing sense of submission you had towards him increased as a beautiful diamond ring materialized on your ring finger, yes you were still a slut, but a slut to one man nonetheless.

After what seemed like forever a hot torrent of cum blasted into your hole which made your whole body tense up as the waves of pleasure echoed all over you and sealed your fate as your old self and intelligence were purged out of existence.

Once you had recovered you looked back at your daddy, he was panting heavily but he didn't seemed finished yet as his dick was still hard.

-"Mais!" You request in a desperate tone as your daddy prepared himself for round two.

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Story Ideas...

I present to you guys the amount of story ideas I have, these don't include the ones I'm changing or my priority stories, I'll probably never finish or post all of them but I like to have them around...

And this is the drive I opened for said stories...

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Up Next!

"Greetings from the sunny Algarve!"

"Stoned Dude..."

📸 "Beautiful!" 📸

"Not under my watch!"

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Hi!

Sorry for not posting anything in a long time, I'm still working on the commissions you guys placed, it's just that I became sick at the end of November (had to go to a hospital) and I recently got a job for my uni-break so I've been more busy than usual, another small announcement is that after January 2023 I'll enter and extended no writing period as I won't have the time to study/work/write at the same time, I'll probably start writing again around June or If things go south on October, that's why I want to post these commissions as soon as posible, I want to give you guys a little parting gift for the time being, this is not a goodbye, frankly I can't imagine leaving Tumblr permanently but there is no other option for me on the table for the time being, I'd like to thank all of you for your support and love, not only to my followers but to all the other tf writers for also being there and keeping alive this community which almost died, if it wasn't for you guys I would probably never have started writing and I can't thank you enough for that.

With all my hope and love, maletfsstories 😘

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The Dictionary - P2

"The Finance Bro" for @tfmybody

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-"The Dictionary..." You said as you read the title of a weird book that had been shipped to you by Andersen & Howard, the NYC-based hedge fund that had requested your team and you to design a new modern headquarters.

It was your dream job, after all, you had just graduated from college and one of your first jobs was to design the skyscraper of an important yet in your eyes, visually corrupt and greedy financial institution filled to the brim with people who'd probably go on vacation to their Hamptons or Cape Cod mansion every summer.

At least it would look good in your resume you said to yourself each time it felt morally wrong to design said building as you knew that those people had been screwing the average American for years.

-"Maybe it's a gift..." You hopefully thought as you opened "The Dictionary" and landed on a specific definition that was highlighted in yellow marker as if someone wanted for you to read that specific paragraph out of the dozens your eyes could spot

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Finance Bro

Typically works on Wall Street, reeks of male privilege, and boasts of his large net worth and what he can buy with it. The Finance Bro is also known to boast of his in-shape body, the women he sleeps with every night, the exclusive places he goes to, and his high-position job. Outwardly the finance bro is very confident, douchey, and cunning.

Most have nothing going on outside of their work lives, and fun doesn't exist without alcohol/drug use with his fellow Finance Bros.

They work for the sole purpose of making more money as their nature is greedy, entitled, and somewhat corrupt, the Finance Bro is also extremely competitive, every moment of his life can be described as dick-measuring competition with his fellow Bros.

This is not surprising as a Finance Bro can trace his roots in your typical Jock, the thing that separates him from said Jock is that the Finance Bro comes from an extremely wealthy background, has a considerable IQ, and can still have an amazing body without sacrificing his academic prowess.

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-"What horrible people..." You said in a low tone as you looked at an image of what the book described as a "Finance Bro". As you looked at said image it was as if you could feel the privilege and money coming out of it and attacking your senses, everything from the suit to the smug look on the guy's face made you tremble in disgust.

-"Good thing I'm nothing like them" You thought as you proceeded to close the book and placed it on your bookshelf before going back to your desk and continuing with your work.

While you dutifully worked on one of the plans of a floor that contained dozens of large private offices, The Dictionary you had previously placed on your bookshelf and that was currently out of your sight suddenly glitched out of reality.

Just as it did the things around it also started to do the same, first, it was the bookshelf, then it was a few of your dear personal items but suddenly it became very obvious what was happening as the four walls that surrounded your small home office changed into large glass panels that displayed the NYC skyline.

-"What the?" You thought as your simple chair changed into a dark red plush leather office chair that you had only seen in mafia movies, the small desk in front of you grew larger and your laptop was replaced by a large multi-screen and expensive investing computer.

As the room around you continued changing you noticed that your own body started changing with it, at first it was just your height as your body shot upwards from your respectable five feet nine to a more imposing six feet six, a height that certainly granted you a sort of god-like grandeur.

Despite your newer taller stature your body wasn't done changing as your skinny nature evolved into a more muscular one, this was made obvious by the growth of your pecs into large thigh boulders, below them, your stomach developed six muscular bulges that ended up becoming your new six pack.

Your skinny legs went through the same process as new muscles developed in your tights, hamstrings, and calves.

In between these large amounts of new muscle, your penis became erect as your mind was overwhelmed by how good your growing body felt to your touch.

This only became worse as your dick started growing and growing, while that was going on, your uncontrollable mouth started babbling a few groans of pleasure that deepened in tone as your Adam's apple matured.

From there your face went through a few changes of its own, your youthful features became more mature but handsome at the same time, your skin lost any blemishes as the new you took care of himself with only the best and most expensive products.

The hair on the top of your head darkened and stylized itself elegantly to the side while your barren face grew dozens of small hairs which in a matter of seconds formed a perfect beard that only made you even more good-looking.

As the skin all over your body tanned lightly the comfy pajamas you were wearing were replaced by the attire of your average high-status office worker, a two piece suit made only with the most exclusive wool money could buy that perfectly accentuated your new muscled body.

-"Fuck!" You said with your new sexy voice as you looked down at your wool-cladded body, In the past, you would have never worn something like that but now it seemed normal, natural even, instead of wearing cheap and casual you now preferred to go everywhere as a walking muscled show of exuberant wealth.

Wealth that you were now quickly becoming accustomed to in every sense of the word, you were born and raised into wealth, you went to the most expensive college in the land and studied finance and economics simultaneously while also being the best player on the football team.

You graduated at the top of your class and with your dad's connections you easily secured one of the best positions at one of the biggest hedge funds in the country.

With this in mind you looked around the office which you know recognized as yours, it was cladded with the most expensive mahogany wood money could buy.

The wood walls also displayed dozens of tittles and expensive art, at first you felt out of place but this thougth was quickly pushed back into the nether regions of your head.

-"Of course this is mine..." You thought -"I'm the best at my job, I win a lot of dough, if I want my office cladded in gold you damn well know money won't stop me".

By this point, the old you had completely gone away, in its place was left a rich douchey bro that was a success in the football field, bed, and the office.

-"Hey Bradley are you going to be at the company party?"

-"Sure bro you know it!" You said as you looked at the entrance to your office where a man as muscular as you was standing wearing an expensive suit.

-"Not as expensive as mine" You arrogantly thought as you recognized that the guy was Christopher, your best friend, and wingman in every adventure.

-"Great Dude!" He said as he was about to walk away but suddenly stopped -"Oh and Michael will bring the coke and prostitutes again!".

-"Fuck yes!" You said out loud as you turned your seat around in order to catch a glimpse of the New York skyline, you were at the top of the world and it felt great to be there, the people that hated you just wanted to be like you. They wanted to be as rich, handsome, and popular with the ladies as you were.

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The Dictionary - P1

"The Chav" for @morphmasteroutkast

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-"Huh, weird..." you thought as you ignored the clear warning and flipped through the pages of the weird book you had found at your local small-town antique shop.

You were originally going to take home a few old videogame cartridges but the book that now rested on your hands seemed much more interesting once you found it laying on the floor next to a spiderweb covered bookshelf.

The title itself was mysterious enough to catch your interest, "The Dictionary", but of what?

As you flipped through the pages while sitting at a small bench you realized that it was some kind of male encyclopedia printed years ago as seen by the faded ink of the letters and illustrations that dotted its pages, yet it was somehow still up to date as it used modern terminology.

Out of the dozens of definitions that you could easily recognize, one, in particular, seemed weird and foreign to you.

-"Chav, what the hell is a Chav?" you tough as you started carefully reading the definition.

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Chav

The Chav (This being also a slang/derogatory word of which its origin is still up to debate) is a young person (Native to the British Isles - but can be of any race) known for engaging in aggressive outlandish behavior, especially when in groups, and for wearing flashy jewelry and athletic casual clothing (Such as tracksuits and caps).

The Chav is known to work in fields that don't require much academic knowledge (Manual labor jobs like construction, mechanic, driver, etc).

This places the Chav in the category of "Lower Class" or "Working Claas" which means that they don't normally have many advantages in life as the British Lower/Working Class has been in crisis thanks to cuts and political mismanagement in the areas of housing (Council housing), education and health by successive UK government's.

The attitude and personality of the Chav is, therefore, a sort of counter-culture to the system that gave birth to it.

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-"That's interesting" you thought as you looked down at a drawing of what the book described as a "Chav", the guy was young, no more than 22, and he was dressed in what the text described as "flashy jewelry and athletic clothing".

It now made full sense that you had never learned what "Chav" meant, after all, you lived deep in the southern United States, it wasn't as if the programs you saw on tv ever mentioned a subculture of the UK named "Chav" or your Internet feed showed you anything outside of the realm of U.S centric topics.

-"Maybe if I lived in the UK I would see them in real life" you thought sarcastically as you didn't really have the means to book an expensive flight across the pond.

While you sat there thinking about what you had read in "The Dictionary", the small houses and businesses around you started glitching and changing into small brick townhouses, the hot southern sun became covered by a perpetual flurry of grey clouds and the few parked trucks on the street changed into smaller left-handed drive sedans, vans, and hatchbacks.

Suddenly the bench you were sitting on dissolved into nothing which made you fall back first into the grassy floor of a backyard.

The Dictionary you were previously reading disappeared from your sight as it manifested itself somewhere else ready to transform it's next victim.

Speaking of which, as you lay down on the floor the Dictionary's influence became known to you as your skin became extremely pale, and your small body cracked like a nut as it grew upwards leaving you with a height of six feet.

Your chubby body drastically decreased in weight, making you look more like a stick figure but it then rebounded as new muscle formed in every small crevice where only bone was before.

Your legs became strong and athletic, your stomach displayed a lean six pack and your chest was now the home of a strong pair of round pecs.

Most surprisingly your arms grew large biceps and forearms that were the product of years of gym exercises and manual labor down at the local construction sites.

Your face was the part of the old you that changed the most as it became younger yet imposing and threatening. to add to this the hair on your head started falling in chunks around you leaving behind a very short and buzzed haircut that also changed in color to a platinum blonde tone.

By this point, the shirt you were wearing caved into the pressure and exploded into a million pieces which quickly disappeared, while your tight jeans transformed into a pair of grey joggers that permitted your now longer nine-inch member to breathe.

Lastly, your normal shoes transformed into a pair of sports shoes that were a few sizes larger to better fit your growing feet.

-"Wha' 'he fuck 'appened, where am I?" You said out loud in a foreign accent as you got up from the grass and looked around you.

Despite the dizzy feeling your mind was experiencing you concluded that you were at some sort of backyard party gone wrong, the grass was covered with glass and metallic beer bottles, and a huge set of speakers that were still blasting music was next to a table that previously displayed some crisps, with the help of your eyes you also distinguished the rough shapes of other people that were deeply asleep in the floor.

-"Wha' 'he 'ell 'appened 'ere?" You whispered now fully standing and observing the shit show around you.

-"You mean wha' didn'' 'appen ma'e?" A voice said behind you.

You immediately turned around and your eyes were confronted with a young man that was wearing a tracksuit and had a beer in his hand, despite never seeing him before you somehow felt like you knew him from somewhere.

-"Fuck ov ma'e" You said instinctively as you tried to walk away.

-"I never knew you swinged 'ha' way" He said while chuckling.

-"Wha''s 'ha' supposed 'o meam" You said as a sense of aggression started filling your mind.

-"Never knew you liked cock, 'ha' is no' very manly ma'e, las' nigh' you were fuckin kissin some ov my ma'es 'ere like i' was no'hin 'o you" The guy said which made you even angrier.

-"I'll shah you wha' a man I am" You said as you grabbed the guy by the head and pushed him violently down to your crotch

-"Mate wha' 'he fuck i' was jus' a joke" He said in fear as you quickly pulled down your joggers which liberated your nine-inch erection from it's prison.

-"Mate stop I didn't..." He said before you inserted your dick in his mouth.

-"Ummhhmh" He grunted as you started face fucking him roughly -"Didn'' 'hink I was a man 'hen le' me pound you like one"

This went on for a couple of minutes as you finally shoot a torrent of cum straight into the throat of the guy that had insulted you, as the ecstasy of the moment faded your old life became clouded, it was still there somewhere but it had been hijacked by the memories and attitudes of your average young Chav.

You weren't Dean anymore, you were Chazz, born and grown in the UK in one of the dozens of council towers of Birmingham, you weren't the sharpest tool in the box but at least you had a body that was strong enough to work down at the construction sites that littered the changing city you had grown in and that you know knew every inch of.

After all, you knew where you could buy cheap brew, where to get dirty with women or men, and where you could party your salary away.

It didn't matter to you, you didn't give a fuck about anything.

You looked down at the guy that you had face fucked, he was currently on his knees coughing as your potent jizz flowed out of his mouth.

-"Who's 'he fairy nah bi'ch?" You said as you walked out of the garden and into the small street.

-"Shi' i'm la'e" You said out loud as you looked at your watch and remembered that you had to be down at the site before eight, with this in mind you started walking toward your flat in order to change into your uniform, you had a rough life working your ass building apartments or houses that you could never afford but at least you had fun you thought to yourself as you confidently walked through the serpentine and terraces housed streets that surrounded you.

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The Dictionary

CLOSED

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It doesn't matter where, how, or when but you suddenly found it, a large old dusty book with the simple title "The Dictionary", as you open the book, you find the following small paragraph "This dictionary has the exact definition of every type of man that exists - continue under your own caution" despite the weird warning you proceed to open a random page and the following definitions appear.

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The Homeboy @playernumber89

The Finance Bro @tfmybody

The Cholo @ppclvr

The Himbo Slut @valagon37

The Guido @catolystexponentiel

The Stoner @thepharaoh20

The Douche @tj-transformation

The Chav @morphmasteroutkast

The Jock @mylifeforeva-blog

The Prep @jarrickdexum1991

The Redneck @cawthorntales

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Hi guys! So this is a new short story commission-type series, it works on a "first come first served" basis, each definition can only be used by one commissioner, and said commissioner will have to give me some information about them (or the character that is going to change). It could be a name, profession, personality, age, nationality, etc... Whatever you guys think is essential for the writing process.

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[maletfsstories]

Me...

[maletfsstories]

Budget Diversion

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-"Brah this whole thing is bullshit," Thad said angrily while on his phone.

-"Totally dude!" Lance his bro and teammate responded quickly and with the same anger in his voice.

The reason the both of them were so angry was because their University board had suddenly decided out of the bloom that the football team wasn't important anymore, little by little each month the budget previously assigned for the football team shrunk considerably while the budget for the science-oriented faculties grew.

Because of the budget cuts, the team had to use spare old equipment and their experienced celebrity coach had to be let go as the board didn't want to pay his high salary anymore.

To add insult to injury the University board also forced the closure of the largest frat on campus, Delta Zeta Pi (∆ZΠ), they then proceeded to demolish the historic frat house in order to make way for a new scientific research building.

The homeless frat boys were then relocated all over campus. Thad, Lance, and another teammate called Jason were relocated to a dorm that was next to the main science faculty building, meaning that every time they walked through the hallways of the dorm they would bump into hundreds of science nerds of all shapes, sizes, and nationalities.

Things were hard but Thad and Lance tried to keep a cool mind, that was until the board announced that they were going to be cutting all of the lacrosse team's budget, meaning that it would have to be dissolved until "further notice" by the board.

-"I mean dude if that can happen to the lacrosse team it can happen to us right?" Thad said as he walked in circles around his cramped dorm room

-"Your right brah!" Lance responded -"I mean this college was known for its elite sports teams, we put this place on the fucking map and now they want to throw us away like trash!".

-"I know dude but it's all because of those stupid nerds".

-"Totally, I mean all those smart Asians that have started to appear all over campus probably convinced the board to leave us in the gutter" Thad said as he remembered seeing the four-eyed freaks everywhere when walking through campus.

-"Fucking fags, I mean why don't they stay back in China or India, why do they have to come here and ruin the fun for all of us!".

-"Don't know dude but we have to do something, we can't just stay here without doing anything".

-"Im already ahead of you brah, just wait till I get to the dorm and I'll tell you my plan" Lance said as his tone became sinister.

-"Okay brah, see you later" Thad said with a cocky smile as he thought about all of the ways he could abuse the nerds that surrounded him.

-"Sure brah!" Lance finally said as Thad ended the call and jumped into his bed, as he looked at the ceiling he couldn't stop thinking about what was happening, everything he valued in his life was being taken away from him, ever since he was a kid Thad had loved to watch and play football, even the reason why he was studying in one of the best colleges of America was because of football as he had won an athletic scholarship that paid almost all of his tuition.

-"Fucking budget diversion..." Thad whispered to himself -"I wish things could be different".

As those fateful words left Thad's mouth an almost invisible multicolored shimmer started covering his surroundings, because Thad continued looking up towards the roof he didn't notice the formation of said shimmer, furthermore, he didn't even notice that it slowly started changing his belongings and those of his roommate Lance.

The dozens of dirty and smelly clothes on the floor vanished in the blink of an eye, in both Thad's and Lance's closets their dozens of pairs of sleeves shirts designed to perfectly show off their muscles were replaced by some formal button-up shirts, simple yet colorful graphic t-shirts with typically nerdy iconography like that of sci-fi shows and math jokes, and two or more jackets, their shorts became jeans and the dozens of colorful sports shoes they loved to flaunt because of their high cost became simple yet functional oxfords or sneakers.

The four plain walls that made up the dorm were then covered by dozens of posters of different sci-fi shows and movies, the shelves on said walls that were previously covered in sports trophies were now proudly displaying books in every scientific field and some small chess and math competition trophies.

The computer where Thad used to make mediocre assignments and watch porn was replaced by a high-end tech machine that could do any task that was thrown at it, no matter how big the numbers it had to process.

As the changes around Thad continued at a steady pace it was then time for his body to change as well, the first major change that manifested was a sudden decrease in his height from his imposing six feet four to a more compact five feet seven, Thad didn't notice this even though his feet couldn't touch the end of the bed frame like before or that his clothes felt slightly bigger.

Said clothes would become less tight over time as Thad's muscles started to dissolve back into his body, his defined six-pack was the first to go as it sank into an almost flat surface surrounded by a small amount of fat, Thad's hard-earned pecs were next as they also deflated like balloons and disappeared out of sight. Thad's bulging arms were not spared either as his huge biceps and vein-filled forearms deflated as well, leaving behind a pair of useless sticks that couldn't carry any significant amount of weight on their own.

-"What the?" Thad thought as he looked down and for a moment saw that his muscles had disappeared, he quickly blinked and as he did his vision blurred slightly. Which gave the illusion that his large muscles were still there.

-"Must have been my mind playing games" Thad concluded, after all, it had been a long day for him, he had to go to football practice in the morning, go to the gym before lunch and then go to a few tedious classes in the evening, this combined with the fact that he had been to a party last night meant that he had slept only three or four hours -"Maybe I should call it a day..." Thad thought as he got up from his bed and readied himself for the long night to come while still not noticing the changes happening around him and to himself thanks to his blurry vision.

-"Here it is!" Thad mumbled as he grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste from his now orderly drawer, he then proceeded to walk towards the small bathroom adjacent to the exit of his dorm room, once inside he washed his mouth with some water and then placed some of the toothpaste onto the toothbrush before proceeding to brush his teeth.

As he brushed each tooth carefully the changes all over his body increased in pace, his previously muscled ass became a well-proportioned bubble butt while his defined legs lost their musculature.

Thad's dick which was his pride and joy lost almost five inches leaving behind a three-inch nub, his giant and fertile balls also shrank with his manhood, and finally, his smaller equipment became covered in a dense forest of black curly hairs.

These hairs then proceeded to grow all over Thad's carefully waxed body, because of this his slightly chubby stomach now had an abundant treasure trail leading towards his flat but hairy chest whose pink nipples were surrounded by smaller black curly hairs.

This sudden hair growth was followed by a subtle change in Thad's skin tone as it went from a tanned white to a dark brown tone, first, it was his feet, then his legs, and then this new brown wave rapidly climbed upwards past his small dick, abdomen and towards his chest were his small nipples increased in size and became even darker.

The wave of brown was then stopped around Thad's neck where his adam's apple shrank giving him a more prepubescent cracking voice.

Up until this point, Thad's face was unchanged but this wouldn't be the case anymore as a messy brown beard grew into place and the previously contained brown wave rushed through his face, by doing so it quickly changed Thad's facial features as seen by his bigger lips, straight but wider nose and softer cheekbones, thus giving him a more South Asian appearance.

The last major changes were those to Thad's eyebrows as they became bushy with black hairs while his blonde buzz cut changed in color to black while also growing into a curly mess. Even Thad's eyes changed in color as his beautiful deep blue irises became black.

As Thad finished brushing his teeth and spat the water out of his mouth, his loose clothes that at this point were dangling from his body changed in order to better fit his new reality, Thad's tank top grew a pair of sleeves and changed in color to grey while a "time travel" graphic motif of a famous show formed on the front. His pair of shorts that seemed to be about to fall to the floor changed into a pair of blue denim skinny jeans that accentuated his behind, the jock underneath said jeans also changed as it became a simple pair of white briefs, finally, Thad's barefoot feet became covered by a pair of old sandals.

-"Shid" Thad said with an accent as he looked up toward the mirror, at this point his vision was so blurry that he couldn't even see anything more than a weird blob of mass reflected by the mirror.

In an almost instinctual manner, Thad's right hand started desperately searching for something on the counter, finally, after a few seconds, it reached the thing it was looking for, a pair of glasses with round lenses that had appeared out of thin air.

-"Dhere dhey arre" Thad said as he placed the glasses on his face like it was the most normal thing for him to do despite the fact that he had never needed to use glasses before.

Once Thad's vision cleared up he pretty much gasped in terror as he finally noticed the extensive changes his body had undergone.

-"Whad happened doo me?" Thad said as he proceeded to gasp gasp again when he noticed that he was speaking with a heavy foreign accent -"Whad happened do me voice!".

Gone was the prime beef of a man that could pick up any girl from the cheerleading team with ease, and in its place was left a skinny Indian nerd.

-"No dis can be happening" Thad said as he ran out of the bathroom and into his changed dorm, everything he owned was either gone or replaced by things only nerds have.

-"No please!" Thad cried as he fell to the floor in defeat, his body, his room, maybe even he as a person was probably erased from reality, replaced by an inferior him.

Thad rummaged through his pockets until he found his student I.D that was previously stored in his shorts, the face in the I.D was the exact same one he had seen in the mirror, instead of Thad Kirkman the card now displayed the name Tanish Kumar, furthermore the faculty the card was registered to changed from the physical sports faculty to the biological sciences faculty.

-"Hoow dis even possible" Thad said as he continued looking at his I.D, maybe it was the wish he made on his bed, maybe it was his harm-filled words when talking to Lance on the phone, either way, he was now stuck with no probability of changing back to his old self.

As Thad stayed on the floor and reflected on his changes, his mind slowly started to be filled with other memories that weren't his own. memories of being born to a middle-class family in the suburbs of New Delhi, memories of dozens of nights of studying that translated into the best grades in his school, memories of not doing any exercise as gaining knowledge and not muscles was his only focus in life, memories of being the loner nerdy kid that was made fun of by the more popular kids at school, and finally more recent memories like that of his temporary stay in the United States.

-"No ged oud of me head" Thad said as he tried to fight back the foreign influence that was taking over his mind. Yet there was no stopping it as Thad now remembered that he got into college not by being the best at football but by being one of the best applicants for an international scholarship program that would pay all of his expenses while abroad.

-"But I'm goot at foodball!" Thad whispered but his changing mind immediately countered this with memories of his bad experiences with sports, he hated p.e. class from pretty much the start of his school life, he now remembered that he would countdown each second of class in wait for the ring of the bell so that he could go to his math or biology class and do more productive things.

Now that he was studying in the states he had been hit hard with the football culture that was almost everywhere around him, this was because he didn't understand the sport at all, not the rules, not the ways of playing it, and certainly not why it was called football when you're supposed to play it with your hands, it was just a stupid game for equally stupid himbos that ran around chasing a ball.

-"No... sdop radionalizing!" Thad shouted as his brain and intellect became much more self-aware, millions of pieces of knowledge were being beamed into his mind with each passing second and slowly but surely they replaced everything that once made up Thad, he wasn't in the football team, he wasn't part of a frat, he wasn't an all American jock, he was just a simple smart hardworking student from abroad doing his best.

-"Tanish al you okey?" A heavily accented voice said behind him.

Thad turned around and looked at where the voice was coming from, a Chinese guy that looked just as nerdy as he was looking down at him with worry from the now wide-open door of his dorm room.

-"Why you in flool?" He said as walked closer to were Thad was.

-"Nodhing I jusd led my I.D fall" Thad said as he got up from the floor.

-"Ale you sule you okey?" The young Chinese man asked as he was now next to Thad.

-"Yes Lin I'm alrighd" Thad suddenly said which worried him even more as he had never met the guy in front of him yet he somehow knew his name.

-"Okey then, you heal the gool news?" Lin asked as he walked past Thad.

-"No whad goot news?" Thad asked as he concluded that Lin was probably once his bro and teammate Lance.

-"See fol youlself" Lin said after turning on Thad's computer and opening their university's main website.

Thad nervously walked towards the computer and sat down on his seat, he then looked at the screen and started reading out loud what he was seeing.

-"Dhe Howard Universidy board is pleaset do announce dhad dhe sdudends Tanish Kumar (Biomedical Engener Sdudend) & Lin Ru (Biomedical Engener Sdudend) have won a grand for dhe realizadion of dheir healdh nano-bod invesdigadion" Thad said and as he finished he felt slightly proud and happy of this achievement.

-"Isn't it gleat?" Lin asked as a huge smile formed on his face.

Thad turned around towards Lin, and for a moment he felt a huge amount of horror, his old bro, now a Chinese guy happy that he was getting a grant for his... Their investigation.

-"Our investigation..." Thad thought as he now remembered that the idea for the project was concocted the week after he had met Lin during orientation week almost a year before.

The more Thad thought about the project the more he lost his will to keep fighting, Lin seemed unfazed by his change, did he even remember who he was previously?

-"Forget it... Your Tanish Kumar, you've always been Tanish" a voice suddenly said inside of Thad's mind -"Think about the project, you're destined to help millions of people thanks to your vast intellect, forget football, football doesn't save lives, your old self lived for himself, you will now live to save others... Forget everything and be happy".

Thad closed his eyes for a fraction of a second as he readied himself to fight against the foreign influence once more but he quickly stopped, Lin was happy, he and Lin now had a better life ahead, and by the looks Lin was giving him, Thad knew that the life he had ahead was to be permanently connected to Lin in both work and love.

-"Why fight anymore, I'm Tanish Kumar, I've always been Tanish Kumar" Thad thought as the last parts of his old self were eliminated from existence and the shimmer that changed him disappeared.

-"My god dhis is gread" Tanish suddenly said with a happy grin of his own.

-"I know light?" Lin said "Appalently some of the budget cuts the boald made to the spolts teams is being used for more glants like ouls, remember Takahashi, he also won a glant for his locket engine ploposal"

-"Really?" Tanish euphorically asked as he got up his chair -"I can'd believe dhis place is finally daking us seriously!".

-"It's just amazing!" Lin said as he jumped and hugged Tanish who quickly responded to the hug.

-"Dis needs a celebradion..." Tanish stated while his face was inches away from Lin's -"Doesn'd it...?"

-"Yes I aglee" Lin said as he came closer and passionately kissed Tanish in his sensual brown lips.

Lin then proceeded to remove Tanish's shirt in a romantic manner while Tanish carefully laid on his bed.

-"I hope youl leady baby" Lin said as he played with Tanish's large brown nipples which made him moan -"Oh I am..." Tanish said as he turned around and by doing so exposing his behind to Lin.

-"Today I eat curry" Lin jokingly said as he proceeded to remove Tanish's jeans and underwear which gave him ample view of his brown hole.

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-"Gosh would you two stop it you Asian fags!" Jason blurted out as he punched the wall, the nerdy asian boyfriends next door seemed like they had been fucking for hours, and because of it he couldn't fall asleep.

Ever since he had moved from his old and now demolished frat house to the nerdy dorm it had become almost impossible to sleep peacefully without hearing moaning all night.

-"Let's hope I don't turn up gay by staying here" Jason whispered as his eyes finally closed while the familiar colorful tones of a magical shimmer formed all over his room.

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Wanted to try something a little different than my usual story subjects, hope you guys like it! 🤭

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