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Another Chance

Nathan slouched on the couch, glaring at his phone. Another text from Chris. The same old story: "We can fix this." The words might as well have been a broken record, replaying their unresolved arguments. Nathan tossed the phone aside, the frustration bubbling under his skin.

“Fix what?” he muttered to himself. They had broken up for a reason—too many fights, too many differences. Chris’s stubborn pride. Nathan’s insecurities. The dynamic was toxic, no matter how much they cared for each other.

Then the air in the room shifted.

A strange, electric hum filled Nathan’s ears. The weight of the atmosphere pressed on him like an invisible hand. He tried to stand, but his body froze as an intense heat surged through him.

“What the hell?” he gasped.

His body felt like it was melting, remolding itself. His shoulders drew inward, his chest compacted, and his legs felt as though they were folding up beneath him. His muscles tensed, and he could feel them reshaping, growing leaner but harder, denser.

When the transformation ended, he stumbled to a mirror, his heart racing.

This was not the Nathan he knew.

He stared at his reflection in disbelief. The man in the mirror was shorter, with lean, twink-like muscles that rippled beneath tanned, darker skin. His sharp cheekbones and deep brown eyes gave him a striking intensity, but his oversized black shirt hung awkwardly on his now smaller frame.

“What the hell is happening?” Nathan whispered, his voice deeper and tinged with an accent he didn’t recognize.

Behind him, Chris groaned. Nathan spun around, only to freeze at the sight.

Chris wasn’t himself anymore, either. His shorter, heavier frame was gone. Instead, standing before Nathan was a towering 6’4’’ man with broad shoulders and a chiseled physique that screamed raw power. His pale skin glowed under the light, his piercing blue eyes glittered with confidence, and his smirk practically dripped with cockiness.

Chris flexed experimentally, marveling at his new body. “Damn,” he muttered, his deep voice resonating through the room.

Nathan glared. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Chris smirked, stepping closer. His towering frame loomed over Nathan’s shorter, leaner body. “What can I say? I clean up nice.”

Nathan crossed his arms, feeling the bulk of his toned biceps press against his chest. “You think this is funny? Look at me!” He gestured to his baggy shirt.

“Yeah, I am looking.” Chris’s smirk widened as he raised a hand, holding it over Nathan’s head to emphasize the height difference. “And I gotta say, it’s cute how small you are now.”

Nathan huffed, shooting him a glare. “Real mature.”

Chris’s smirk softened, his hand dropping to his side. “Look, maybe this isn’t a mistake. Think about it. We were always out of balance. You were insecure, I was stubborn. But now… we’re different. Better.”

Nathan hesitated. As much as he hated to admit it, Chris had a point. He felt strong in this new body—capable, even if he was shorter. And Chris? He radiated confidence without the usual edge of defensiveness.

“You really think this happened to fix us?” Nathan asked, his voice skeptical.

Chris nodded. “Maybe. We’ve got a second chance, Nathan. Why not take it?”

Nathan sighed, glancing up at Chris’s towering frame. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about the changes, but for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like running.

“Fine,” Nathan said. “But you’re buying dinner. And no more cocky remarks about my height.”

Chris laughed, his deep voice filling the room. “Deal. But only if you can keep up.”

As they walked out together, Nathan couldn’t help but feel that Chris was right. For the first time, they seemed balanced—a partnership rebuilt from the ground up.

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The Airplane (Part 2)

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The Airplane (Part 1)

I bumped heads with this man while getting on my flight. I’m not sure what happened, but when I regained consciousness, this is what I looked like. I’m so cute and small, yet still attractive.

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Oh my god. I’ve been seeing him all over my TikTok for months, wanting to be him. And now look at me, I’m finely him. Look how hot I am, look at these muscles.

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Danny had always been an ordinary teenager—white, overweight, and perpetually self-conscious about his appearance. He spent most of his days at school trying to blend into the background, avoiding the relentless teasing from classmates. Music was his only solace, and he idolized Omar Apollo, the charismatic Mexican-American singer whose voice and style captivated millions.

One day, while browsing through a local thrift shop, Danny stumbled upon an old, dusty record with a handwritten note attached: "Play me, and your dreams may come true." Intrigued and desperate for change, he bought the record and rushed home to play it on his ancient turntable.

As the needle touched the vinyl, a haunting melody filled the room, and Danny felt an electric tingle race down his spine. The music seemed to wrap around him, pulling him into a trance-like state. Suddenly, his body began to feel strange—warm and light, as if it were being reshaped by invisible hands.

First, his skin started to change, taking on a warmer, sun-kissed tone. His excess weight began to melt away, his once-round face becoming more defined. Danny watched in awe as his hands and arms slimmed down, muscles subtly emerging where there had been none before. His legs followed suit, growing stronger and more toned, his height adjusting to a leaner 5'10".

Danny’s hair darkened to a rich, deep brown, and began to curl in soft waves, falling effortlessly around his face. His eyes, once a dull blue, transformed into a warm brown, sparkling with a new sense of confidence and allure. The transformation continued as his clothes seemed to adjust to his new physique, hugging his now-muscular frame perfectly.

As the final notes of the song played, Danny stood in front of the mirror, hardly recognizing the person staring back at him. He had transformed into a perfect likeness of Omar Apollo—slim, toned, and undeniably attractive. The room seemed to hum with energy, as if the transformation had imbued him with a piece of Omar's charisma and talent.

Stunned by his new appearance, Danny tried to process what had happened. He felt a surge of excitement and trepidation; this was an opportunity to reinvent himself completely. The teasing and self-doubt of his past seemed to dissolve, replaced by a burning desire to embrace this new identity and make the most of it.

As he ventured out into the world, Danny—or rather, the new Omar—discovered that people treated him differently. Doors that had once been closed were now open, and he found himself drawn to music in a way he had never experienced before. With a voice that resonated with depth and emotion, he began to sing, capturing the attention of everyone who heard him.

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I’m actually working on a rewrite for this right now ngl

Becoming My Classmates Brother

My classmate Enzo Ceja was so hot, everyone on our class thought so. He was everything you would expect, he played football, basket ball, and was so attractive. He was 6’3, Mexican, and had a pretty toned body. Me being one of the only gay boys in my class, obviously had a crush on him, and everything about him. I knew he was straight, but I couldn’t get him out of my head.

So one day at my school during lunch I was talking to my friend about Enzo, and how I wanted to be his boyfriend. Little did I know, admitting this crush would completely change my life. The next day when I got to school, I could feel everyone staring at me, and I knew why. Someone over heard me telling my friend about my stupid crush on Enzo.

Enzo’s Perspective

I was leaving football practice when I over heard some of my bros talking about Dan, the one gay boy in my class. Had told someone that he had a crush on me. Ew. I could never date a man, but since rumor had spread around the school. People were shipping us. I had to talk to that boy, and clear this up, before I get clicked of the team. And I know just how to fix this.

Dans Perspective

As I walked into school, Enzo grabbed my head and pulled me into the locker room. As soon as he knew we were alone he started rambling on, about how he doesn’t even like the idea that a man likes him. Then he slapped me, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I felt different. I looked down, and saw legs that we’re definitely not mine, they were darker, and a lot more athletic then my fat, white legs. I got up fast and looked in the mirror.

I looked in the mirror, and instead of myself, I saw someone that looked like Enzo, but older. I was his older brother, I pulled out my id and on it was “Daniel Ceja” Which was definitely not my name before. Somehow I had turned into the older brother of the man I once liked. And I’m not complaining, if I couldn’t have him, being him was just as good, if not better.

“Hey bro get your keys! I’m going to be late for school!”

Obvious, I was Daniel Ceja, and Enzo is my younger brother. I have to give him a ride to school.

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Khan

My partner wanted to spice up our love life during our vacation. I found a cute Asian man in our hotels fitness center.

He’s muscular with the cutest bit of stubble. His compact frame is a departure from my true size. I love the way I look and feel his skin. I’m also satisfied. I was able to pick up a souvenir bodysuit from our vacation.

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Khan

My partner wanted to spice up our love life during our vacation. I found a cute Asian man in our hotels fitness center.

He’s muscular with the cutest bit of stubble. His compact frame is a departure from my true size. I love the way I look and feel his skin. I’m also satisfied. I was able to pick up a souvenir bodysuit from our vacation.

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Different Types of Gyms

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Becoming My Classmates Brother

My classmate Enzo Ceja was so hot, everyone on our class thought so. He was everything you would expect, he played football, basket ball, and was so attractive. He was 6’3, Mexican, and had a pretty toned body. Me being one of the only gay boys in my class, obviously had a crush on him, and everything about him. I knew he was straight, but I couldn’t get him out of my head.

So one day at my school during lunch I was talking to my friend about Enzo, and how I wanted to be his boyfriend. Little did I know, admitting this crush would completely change my life. The next day when I got to school, I could feel everyone staring at me, and I knew why. Someone over heard me telling my friend about my stupid crush on Enzo.

Enzo’s Perspective

I was leaving football practice when I over heard some of my bros talking about Dan, the one gay boy in my class. Had told someone that he had a crush on me. Ew. I could never date a man, but since rumor had spread around the school. People were shipping us. I had to talk to that boy, and clear this up, before I get clicked of the team. And I know just how to fix this.

Dans Perspective

As I walked into school, Enzo grabbed my head and pulled me into the locker room. As soon as he knew we were alone he started rambling on, about how he doesn’t even like the idea that a man likes him. Then he slapped me, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I felt different. I looked down, and saw legs that we’re definitely not mine, they were darker, and a lot more athletic then my fat, white legs. I got up fast and looked in the mirror.

I looked in the mirror, and instead of myself, I saw someone that looked like Enzo, but older. I was his older brother, I pulled out my id and on it was “Daniel Ceja” Which was definitely not my name before. Somehow I had turned into the older brother of the man I once liked. And I’m not complaining, if I couldn’t have him, being him was just as good, if not better.

“Hey bro get your keys! I’m going to be late for school!”

Obvious, I was Daniel Ceja, and Enzo is my younger brother. I have to give him a ride to school.

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Stolen Fame

After watching the new Wednesday film on Netflix. I went to a party in my hometown. While there I saw the actor of young Gomez, Lucius Hoyos.

I went up to him and was asking him about Wednesday, but when I stopped he just stared at me. "I think I need a new pet cat." He said. Almost instantly I watched as everything around me got bigger. I watched as my human form started to disappear. He looked down at me condescendingly. "I'm going to love having a new cat"

Then it all went dark. When I awoke I was Lucius Hoyos. I was right I'm going to enjoy my new cat. Enjoy your new life Lucius, because I will certainly enjoy mine.

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As soon as a saw the notification on my phone I knew exactly who I was going to become. I was going to be Thememimo. As soon as I selected him I felt the transformation already happening. My hair started to darken and become dense. I felt lighter as my fat started to melt away, revealing his muscles. I looked down at my new temporary abs, as I felt a piercing all around. My skin started to darken until I looked exactly like him. Then I saw a notification “Your transformation is complete, you can not transform back because of your free trail. Enjoy your new life.” I guess I’m stuck as this hot Brazilian forever now.

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Este cuerpo es increíble. Espera, ¿no puedo hablar inglés?

(This body is amazing. Wait, can I not speak English?)

A flash of light from the bushes gets your attention. You bend down to investigate and find a small mirror half-buried in the grass. You pick it up and turn it around in your hand. Curiously enough, the mirror seems to be made of two-way glass, with one side showing your reflection, and the other allowing you to see straight through it.

You hold the mirror up to your eye like a magnifying glass and look around. A man accidentally walks into the frame of your strange your little mirror and you feel an intense pulling sensation. A moment later you realized you've somehow jumped yards away from the bushes, but looking down you realize you're somehow in that stranger's body.

Whose body have you ended up inside of?

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My Husbands New Perspective

My husband never really liked our child Carlos. Recently got fired from his job, and since then I have had to take up extra shifts to keep paying rent. Pablo on the either hand has started to go to the gym as much as possible to avoid Carlos. I have confronted him about a few times but he doesn’t listen. Here is a picture of my husband at the gym, one of those “Gym Selfies”.

I was talking to my friend, Kenny who had a similar problem with her husband. As soon as I heard what she had done, I knew that’s what I would do to Pablo. To show him a new prospective.

One night when Pablo got back from a long day at the gym he walked into the kitchen where me and Kenny sat at the kitchen island. He didn’t even look at us when he came in, he went straight for the fridge. Kenny asked Pablo “So, how’s Carlos?” Pablo of course responded with “I don’t know, I don’t really pay him much attention.” And almost on que. It happened.

Pablo’s once great body started to shrink down. He didn’t notice at first, until he was looking up at Kenny who is only 5’5. When he, Pablo was 6’3. He started asking us for help, but was horrified when he heard his voice, it didn’t sound like a 20 year old, it sounded like a pre teen. Kenny and I watched as his muscles continued to shrink, along with the rest of my old husband. Then everything went dark.

When Pablo woke up he wasn’t staring at his body. He was staring at our sons body. He was panicking until he was annoyed, because our son kept touching him in his old, impressive body.