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Pose

“We good here?”

The model’s question caught him off guard as Raul looked up from from his camera, adjusting the frame and focus for his next shot while his assistant, Damien, moved onto the set to adjust the light and prop placements. The deep bass background music played throughout the apartment in the awkward silence.

The fuck does he mean, are we done?? We’ve hardly started! Raul thought with an annoyed scratch at the back of his head. The model had been a terrible subject to begin with, giving poses and taking heavy sighs at each direction Raul tried to give him, and essentially treated the shoot as though it was something he was bored doing. His payment was way more than modest and the shoot wasn’t supposed to take more than an hour, but he looked like he was ready to leave just 20 minutes in.

Raul cleared his throat, “Uhh, actually we still need a couple more shots. The client is looking for a pretty varied spread to choose from. So if we could j—..”

“Come on, man, you’re really gonna make me do this for another 40 minutes? I’m sure what you got is fine.”

Raul breathed in heavily, “Look, it’ll just take a bit more, the contract said that it wouldn’t be—..”

“Well, you can take it up with my agent, man, I got places I gotta be,” the model started stepping off the set, turning his back to Raul to start packing his things.

Raul turned his eyes towards Damien, lifting his palms up in a disbelieving gesture and shaking his head. Damien just rolled his eyes and shrugged with a dejected smirk. They’ve dealt with these kinds of divas numerous times before. Almost too many to count, actually.

But money had been tight at the studio since the pandemic hit, and even all these years later it still hadn’t recovered. they couldn’t afford to keep getting these types of dismissive twats leave shoots before they were supposed to. Clients were always very specific about what they wanted and could cut pay if they weren’t satisfied.

But Raul and Damien had their own means of dealing with these kinds of rude bastards. As they exchanged wordless looks expressing their annoyance and frustration, Damien’s eyes began to slowly drift towards the model off set, gathering his belongings. His dejected look changed to one of curiosity as he bit his lip. He looked towards Raul and narrowed his eyes with a cheeky grin.

‘Should I?’ Damien mouthed silently towards Raul.

A sly grin spread across Raul’s face as he considered Damien’s proposal. He looked back at the model—turned away from them as he texted to his agent or slam piece or gym family or whatever—and back at Damien, biting his lip mischievously and nodding.

Damien smiled wider and stretched. He took off his tank top and tossed it aside, his toned hairy torso now bare. His fingers hooked under his waistband, and his basketball shorts and boxers drop silently to the floor as he kicked them over on top of his tank top. Now naked and hardening quickly, he arched his back in a stretch, rolled his neck, and rubbed his palms together as he stepped towards Raul. He leaned in for a quick kiss with his partner as he took the bottle body oil next to Raul that the model had used and squirted a massive helping into his hand, slathering it over his chest, arms, and face. Quickly, he moved towards the model gathering his things, ducking down lower as he approached.

“When you get to it, make sure my payment goes t—UUUHHHNNGGG!!” The model was interrupted in the middle of his sentence as Damien, in one fluid motion, pulled the model’s speedo down and plunged his face between his globular asscheeks. The model groaning and grunting in mindless pain and confusion, gripping the sides of the table where his things were sitting, as Damien popped his oily face and head into model’s tight hole, sending a loud squelching *SCHLORP* echoing through the apartment.

Damien’s slick body then began to suck up into the model’s hole, his muscular tan form thinning and contorting as he slithered deeper and deeper into the model’s guts, the entire process emitting a familiar meaty, slimy, slurping sound Raul knew and loved so well. Raul licked his lips, pawing his swelling package, as he watched the model’s sculpted ass distend slightly as his tight hole widen more and more as it hungrily slurped Damien inside him, his tattooed, lubricated form and limbs compressing in on themselves as he plunged deeper. Raul couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of the model—he knew full well how ecstatic and orgasmic it felt to have Damien slither up inside him… and what came next.

Just as Damien’s ass and throbbing rod sank into the model’s guts, his thighs and legs shot up into the hole at a much faster speed, whipping into the model’s hole noisily. Raul had shoved his hands into his shorts and was stroking eagerly as the Damien's feet slurped inside while the model groaned and contorted, arching his neck and back and standing on the tips of his toes, cringing at the pain and pleasure racking through his body.

Damien was gleefully readjusting his out-of-proportion frame within the squeezing, slimy, meaty confines of the model’s body, feeling different parts of the model’s sides, abs, and back twitch, flex, and contort, as his body tried to adjust to its invader. He could hear the muffled sounds of Raul’s horny, drunken laughter from the outside, thinking he for sure must have been making the model appear to have a substantially pregnant beer gut as Damien’s body centralized in his torso. After using a stretched out hand to brush his lubricated, wet hair out of his face, Damien went to work shoving his limbs into the model’s extremities.

Damien loudly moaned from within the body as he felt his arms and legs come to new life with increased strength and size while his limbs shoved through slick meat like a tight sleeve into the model’s beefy appendages. He smirked, feeling cocky and horny as he felt his arms burst into massive cannons and his heart fluttered as he felt the rest of him come to life. Damien arched in exhilarated bliss as he felt his chest, torso, and back first compress under the weight of the model’s squeezing body and then surge outward in new sensations of power and mass as Damien’s senses merged with the model’s, enticing him to give his big chest a flex to feel it bounce with new weight.

Raul nearly blew his load from an observer’s perspective. The model’s head was lolled backwards and his eyes rolled back while his body underwent what looked to be an instant pump, his muscles standing out more prominently under his skin, bit by bit, as his boyfriend filled him up like a balloon. Raul gasped as he stroked himself, watching Damien fill up the model’s lower half, making his already impressive thighs and glutes swell larger still. The thong he was wearing for the shoot looked somehow more risqué than earlier, hugging the model’s sweaty skin more tightly and accentuating his now-larger parts. The model was no longer the shredded twunk he was when he came into the apartment, but a swaggering thicc muscle stud with his and Damien’s combined mass.

Finally, Raul could see a sizable lump appear from near the model’s collarbone, stretching the model’s gold chain to its limit, as Damien began to shove his own head upwards into the model’s. He began to elicit deeper, gurgling groans as Damien wiggled and stretched his head up into the neck. Raul felt himself nearing completion as the model’s head suddenly jolted upwards with a dull crack, the lump in the model’s throat now gone. It wasn’t until Raul heard Damien utter his first satisfied groan in the model’s low voice that he blew his pent up load all over the floor in front of him.

Damien rolled his head around in his new body, stretched his shoulders and panted a few more breaths. He touched the foreign curves and angles in his face for a moment, turned on by his own handsome, sharp, smooth face. He felt sweat dripping off him from his exertion and huffed a big whiff of the new musk he emitted. Not bad!

“Alright!” He rubbed his hands off his face and down his pillowy chest.

“Let’s take some pictures.”

Damien turned to see that Raul had blown a sizable load all over the floor, some even on the set, and giggled as Raul chuckled, panting, coaxing the last of his load out of his shaft, letting it dribble down his fingers and onto the puddle below.

“Already?! Come on, man,” Damien chastised playfully.

“Sorry, babe, I just love the way you filled him out, dude. Fuck!”

“Oh? Y’like?” Damien teased walking towards him, saucily lolling his tongue out while he flexing his arms hard and tensing his pec muscles several times. He was being corny like always, but Raul was kicked into 5th gear again, instantly ready to blow another load.

“Yeah, dude, I fuckin’ do,” Raul took the liberty of feeling up Damien’s slick muscle gut, running his hands over his protruding abs. Damien could see how into this his boyfriend was and decided to move things forward a bit.

He grabbed Raul’s hand and shoved it into his thong, feeling his new hardening 7 incher steel against his boyfriend’s palm. He humped and gyrated his mammoth cock against Raul’s hand and asked, “What about the shoot?”

“Shoot can wait,” Raul moaned as he gripped onto Damien’s slick dick and stroked, lifting up Damien’s huge arm with his other hand and burying his face into Damien’s sweaty pits, licking and lapping at the moist surface while inhaling deeply.

Damien lifted up his other arm for Raul to let his boyfriend worship his other pit, bouncing his pecs a bit as Raul slathered his greedy face across his sweaty jugs on his way to the next pit. Damien grinned as he felt Raul continue to lovingly work his shaft. He was looking forward to a hedonistic, indulgent weekend with his boyfriend—he just hoped they eventually remember to finish the shoot.

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Life as his uniform

When I turned 18, I discovered my ability, I was at a friends house, when I went to the bathroom I thought about how much I would like to be his clothes, it was in that moment that I felt my body changing, I felt softer and my view point shrunk down to the ground, I hadn’t locked the door, my friend walked in, I saw him towering above me, I was confused, “Oh sweet, he left a Chelsea uniform for me”. He began to strip, after a short while he stood naked above me, he stared at me, his hand reached for my waist, I was lifted off the ground and I was helpless as he pulled over his legs, I felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure as he pulled me over his crotch and ass, I felt his huge cock rubbing against mine, as if he was lying on top of me naked, I could feel his plump ass brushing against my own, I knew exactly what I was - helpless blue football shorts, I could hear my friend’s pleasant moans as he caressed mine and his waists.

He then reached for my left foot and leg, I felt his hairy, muscular legs lying heavily on top of my own, his feet pressed against my own, I knew that he saw me as thigh high blue socks, just as I imagined in my fantasies, he pulled my right sock body on, I could now feel every part of him from his feet to just above his waist pressing against me.

He reached for my long sleeves Chelsea shirt body and I felt his muscular body lying on top of me, in that moment I felt something changing as my perspective changed, I felt my powerful muscles and the tight uniform on me, I had turned into my friend, I looked in the mirror, I saw my new dark brown eyes and handsome face looking back at me, I was so happy, I could hear my friend’s quiet moaning in the back of my mind, as he was helplessly trapped as gear on my new body, he grew louder as I caressed my new crotch.

I wore him for 12 hours straight, when I undressed, his body returned to him, he kneeled obediently before me as he held my legs, desperate to feel useful, his mind had been altered into a perfect submissive, I directed him to stand up and follow me to the mirror, I glanced at myself, I looked similar to my previous self, but my face and body were somewhat altered, I looked leaner and stronger, my hair had darkened slightly, my eyes were a bit darker and I looked more handsome, in a way that resembled my friend. My new slave and I had a long and passionate road ahead of us and I couldn’t have been happier.

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Dad’s Legs

Chris

It’s Sunday around noon and I’m doing what I always do on Sunday which is nothing!!

It’s always a nice break before I have to go back to school the next day.

And the best part is that my dad is normally napping all day. Don’t get wrong I love my dad! We’re super close.

But it’s great not having him nag me about doing stuff around the house.

I feel bad for him though, my mom left him a long time ago and he’s been single ever since.

It also doesn’t help that he has to work all of the time.

I don’t know, I just wish he would try to put himself out there… he’s a nice looking guy!

He’s physically fit for his age, tall, and has the nicest brown hair. I just think my old man a bit of catch but can’t seem to catch a break.

Anyways, I’m chilling on the couch watching some tv and munching on some popcorn when I hear some kinda of stumbling noise.

I figured it may have been my dad getting up but then I hear something almost running towards the living-room.

And what happened next was something I never expected!

Standing in front of me was the bottom of half of a person! And not just anyone’s bottom half but my dads!

I instantly froze. Unsure what to do. So I just sat for a second and stared at it.

I waited for his legs to do something else but that’s when I noticed the huge hard on growing in his boxers…

And that’s when the craziest thing happened. I swear to god his dick started to wave at me!

Like it was saying ‘Hey! What’s up?’

That’s when I finally hopped up.

I approached his legs and said, “Uh… stay right here.”

I head to dads room and peeked through the door. I saw dad with just his upper half snoring away.

I turned back around and headed to the living room where dad’s bottom half had made itself comfortable on the couch. His toes were twitching and his member was still making a motion.

I go to sit next to them. And I started to marvel looking them over. My dad’s got a really nice set of legs, covered in brown hair and I’ve secretly have this thing for feet.

Especially his feet, it’s something I’d never act on but right now… he’s asleep. And from what I’m guessing of the lack of action he’s gotten that his lower half needs some attention.

I run my hand along his thigh which caused his legs to sit still.

That’s when I started rubbing the inner side of his thigh. And I could see a stain start to come up on his boxers…. Boy it’s definitely been along time since these legs had any kind of intimacy…

I then swing his legs up on to my lap. I take his big hairy foot up to my noise and take a whiff.

And the smell of sweat was intoxicating. I know he hasn’t showered today and I’m sure his feet still smelt from wearing dress shoes at work from the day before.

I started to rub his soles with my hands… running my fingers in between his toes.

I was now fully hard. I go to pull my down. And placed his feet directly on my crotch. Which in return dad’s feet started to softly rub on it…

I couldn’t take it anymore! I ran my tongue along the soul of his foot.

Then I reached to take off his underwear which his legs eagerly helped.

His dick was sprung to full attention. I just love the look of it. Black hair surrounding it, easily at 9 inches right now paired off with hairy balls.

I take his dick and started sucking it. I run my hands over his plump hairy butt while his lower half thrusted into my mouth.

Know I knew he wasn’t going to last long so I wanted to make the most of this!

I stop sucking, I grabbed on to his dick and led him back to my room.

Which seemed to follow directions really well.

Once in my room, I shut the door behind us.

I turned dads lower half around and opened up his cheeks.

Pushing the both of us onto the bed, I was now had his butt directly in my face.

I take a big sniff and probably could have exploded in that vary moment. Dad surprisingly had a very clean hole. All I could smell was his balls sweat.

I started running my tongue along it. While gently caressing his balls.

His poor dick just kept leaking.

That’s when I inserted a finger into bum. I carefully worked it back and forth until I could fit two inside.

It felt lose enough for me to fit so I worked my dick into it. And mhmmm… it was so tight.. and warm…

I started thrusting in and out of his hole while jerking him off at the same time.

Dads dick couldn’t take it anymore. I felt cum gush onto my hand.

But I wasn’t done yet. I turn him around to wear his legs were on my shoulders.

And started thrusting harder and harder. Kissing up and down his ankle.

I let out a loud moan and poured cum into his hole.

We both crashed into bed together. I just stayed inside of him for awhile. While gently rubbing his balls.

I feel his legs wrap up with mine. And I started to fall asleep…

When I finally woke up, dads legs were still cuddling with me.

I almost panicked and looked for my phone to see what time it was.

But that’s when I saw I had a text from dad.

“ whenever you get done, make sure you wash off my parts son.”

How crap! Did he know what I was doing the entire time?!!

Well I guess he’s cool with it!

That was a months ago… now every Sunday while my dad naps. I always get a nice visit from his legs!

Granted we haven’t really talked that much about it but I may see if his torso and arms can join next time too!

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What are you wearing?

��Jesus Christ! What in gods name are you wearing?” There was my brother Lewis, normally a tight laced, buttoned up, straight As, condescending jerk, sitting in front of me, clad head to toe in leather. A look he’d never be caught dead in.

“Eh thought I’d give the kid a look that felt more me, ya know, suits me better than that stupid preppy shit you made me wear” he said in a gruffer more relaxed tone.

“Well you look ridiculous, I thought you agreed to lay low in his body once I figured out how to fix this”

“Yeah o thought about it and…fuck that, I ain’t just gonna keep playin’ Mr perfect. And in case you forgot this is your fault. Trappin’ me in here with your stupid little spell”

“That was an accident! You think I wanted some leather clad thug to parade around in my brother?! The answer is no, I just need to find a spell to get you out of him and this will all be over I just need to find the book.”

“Oh shit about that, yeah I burnt that little book of yours”

“Y-you WHAT??”

“Yeah if you think I was just gonna let you take away my chance at livin’ again you really are stupid kid. Even if I gotta do it from inside this pretty boy, I don’t give a shit! I’m young, hot, and all those boys wanna piece of me. I ain’t givin’ this body away for shit!”

“You can’t just steal his life that’s not fair! And what! Lewis isn’t gay ”

“Oh with me in him he sure as fuck is. And remember boy, I didn’t steal anything, this was all you that gave it to me. Guess I should thank you for that”

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BEARIFY.ME - Jackson

Jackson sat in the airport, waiting for his flight to see his girlfriend. They had been dating since high school and kept it going through 3 years of college. As captain of the wrestling team and with a body most guys would kill for, Jackson could probably get with most girls-or even guys-on campus but he truly thought he found the one in Audrey. Headed into their senior year, they had spent countless hours studying for the MCAT together so they could attend medical school as a couple.

After a bit of studying, he checked his phone and found a text from his friend Colby. He had sent him a link to a website called bearify.me and told him to check it out for some fun. He clicked on the link and was met with a survey page. The questions started very basic, with things like age and gender but started to become strange. “Do you wish you were hairier?” was the next question. Jackson always wanted to grow out a beard guessing that counted as he selected yes. “What part of your body are you most proud of?” He enjoyed his meaty thighs and ass, after all leg day was his favorite. “Do you like to play sports?” Of course he did. He continued through the questionnaire until the last question. After submitting, a loading screen came up that said: “Bearification: 0% Complete.” Jackson guessed he needed to check back later.

Getting on the plane went fairly seamlessly. As the plane took off, he began to feel strange. Chalking it up to the pressure change, he began to doze off to try and pass some time. Around an hour and half later, he woke up feeling different. Looking down at himself, he saw his midsection had gotten thicker as a bit of a gut had formed where his flat stomach had been. His thighs were much more hairy than before and had grown even meatier than before. To match, his face had gotten fuller and a bit of stubble had grown in. Jackson had no idea what to think but for some reason it all felt normal, even if he had always been this way. He checked the website from before: “Bearification: 30% Complete.” Jackson knew these changes had something to do with the website, but it all made no sense. Looking around, it seemed no one had noticed though a few girls had been making eyes at him. He checked himself in the camera and was stunned by how attractive he looked, his dick getting slightly hard at his new look. Who knew what else would happen?

After some more studying, Jackson started to find it harder and harder to grasp the content and study the text. Areas he had been exceeding in beforehand were now making no sense. It was like he was getting stupider or at least forgetting things. He decided to go to the bathroom to splash water on his face, maybe that would help. Washing his face off, he looked up at the mirror and stared at his body. His pecs had gotten larger, getting stronger while building up a layer of soft fat. New muscle made his arms huge, and his traps and neck were massive. While his thighs had already been large, they now looked like tree trunks and his butt had grown to match. Jackson figured at this point he had gained at least 50 pounds and grew 4 inches on the flight, but it felt as if he had always been this big and tall. Checking his phone, the website now said “Bearification: 70% Complete.” Jackson could barely wait to see what he would look like at the end of the process.

Looking at himself in the mirror had made himself incredibly horny. Figuring he was already in the bathroom, he pulled his pants down to reveal a fat cock and large balls that were barely contained in his jockstrap. He could’ve sworn he had been wearing boxers before but his ass looked so amazing he didn’t mind. He began to stroke his 8 inch penis while squeezing his bouncy pec. As he continued to pump his dick, his body seemed to change faster and faster. His arms and legs continued to swell while new hair grew rapidly on his chest and back, all the while his belly continued to expand. Soon he climaxed in the airplane bathroom, experiencing an incredibly strong orgasm after masturbating to his new body. Shooting ropes of cum all over the bathroom mirror, he saw firsthand how powerful his thick, long penis had become.

After cleaning up and getting dressed, he went back to his seat. Interestingly, no one seemed to notice the huge changes Jackson went through in the bathroom as we walked down the aisle. Just as he noticed, his mind clouded and he soon forgot what just happened. He had looked like this for a while now, he thought. Sitting with his laptop, he didn’t recognize any of the nonsense that was displayed in screen. Had he been looking at stuff for the MCAT? Why would he ever do that? Jackson checked his phone again and saw a webpage that said “Thank you, enjoy your transformation!” He chuckled and started to watch some wrestling, finding the sport incredibly erotic. Once the plane landed, Jackson woke up and ordered an uber. He had flown in to shoot a video for his only fans. He had met the guy on instagram after following his page. Despite his huge frame, Jackson loved to bottom and apparently this guy was an incredible top.

Getting off the plane, it was incredible how much Jackson had changed. Now 6’6 and 260lbs, he had become huge–dominating any room he was in. His massive pecs and ass slightly wobbled as he walked, putting on a display for everyone else at the airport.  He quite enjoyed his body, feeling powerful in it. Barely remembering the existence of his girlfriend or even his time as a college student, Jackson left the airport ready to begin his new life.

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New Twink About Town

I was a big guy, I usually kept to myself. One day I was dressed in my gear heading to hangout with some friends when I walked past an old woman who under her breath said something about me. But before I could see what her problem was with me I found myself lying on a bed, ass in the air and on display.

I had totally changed, no longer big, no longer in gear She had transformed me into a god damn Twink!

I sat there stressed, my entire life had been rewritten. My name was now Austin and I was known as the cock hungry Twink. I was the new top performer at the Diamond ballroom which I later found out that old lady owned. She needed new talent and went around town transforming gay guys she fancied.

She did have a bit of a heart as I spent most of my days wearing skintight leather pants like this. Here I am tied up for a special client to use my bad boy holes. I was such a dirty whore but the more I lived this new life the less I cared about what I lost. All I could think about now was whose meat I was going to be sucking tonight. Mm yeah, Fuck me Daddy!

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