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Questions for TF fans

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1. What’s your Favorite kind of TF? 2. Do you like Inanimate TF? 3. Would you rather Transform other people or change yourself? 4. What got you interested in TF? 5. Absolutely favorite TF art? 6. Absolutely favorite TF story? 7. Anthro or full animal TF? 8. Best part of transformation for you? 9. All good TFs need to have… 10. Willing or unwilling TF subject? 11. TG in your TF? 12. What other kinks do you have? 13. What excites you about TF? 14. What embarrasses you about TF? 15. Does anyone else know about your TF kink? 16. What other kinks do you have? 17. What kink excites you most, excluding TF? 18. Any kinks you’re embarrassed by? 19. Any kinks you didn’t think you’d be into but are? 20. What’s your favorite TF fantasy? 21. Favorite way to initiate a TF? 22. Mental changes to match physical changes, or a human mind trapped in an inhuman body? 23. Clothes ripping as the transformation progresses, or changing to match? 24. Favorite part of the body to watch transform? 25. Size changes? 26. Inflation? 27. If you could transform one person into anything you wanted, who would you change and into what? 28. Someone transforms you… what do they do with you after? 29. Who is your favorite shape shifter in media? 30. Favorite depiction of a transformation in media? 31. Permanent transformation? 32. Willing or forced transformation? 33. One part of your body you want to change? 34. One part of your body you’re really happy with? 35. What kinds of TF do you find a turnoff? 36. Magic or science? 37. Favorite thing to TF into? 38. Do you RP? 39. Ever act out a TF fantasy with a partner? 40. If anyone found out about your TF kink you’d…

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Newfound Understanding

Greg was an understanding Father to his kids, he was attentive and patient. He just wasn't very active, in areas where most Dad's would be teaching their kids how to catch, Greg was teaching them mathematics and history.

This of course didn't stop his kids from partaking in sports, his youngest son Arthur was now in college leading the wrestling team to the State Championship. Greg was always so supportive and went to as many matches as he could, with his wife passing away his kids had become his world.

During the meets Greg would be cheering in his usual song song voice. Normally this was drowned out by most of the crowd, and if you weren't paying attention then you wouldn't have noticed the thin man in his plain dress shirt and pants. Unnoticed by everyone except Arthur, Arthur always heard his Dad's weak chants through the crowd and it made him shrink, which in wrestling is the last thing you want to do. The match went well and Arthur's team won, despite some slip ups on his part. The team was coming together and celebrating as Greg's meek voice came through trying to reach Arthur.

"Artie!" He called as his son then turned his head towards his Dad eyes widening slightly as he pulled away from the group.

"I am so proud of you! You really wrestled well!" Arthur grabbed his Dad and led him into the locker room and had him sit down.

"Dad you know I really appreciate you being here, but I got distracted because of you." Arthur explained as Greg looked up at him with a sad expression creeping over his tired face. "I'm just starting out here and I need to be at my best you know? I just could tell you were watching me cause you care, which is great! It just felt like a new kind of pressure...I'm sorry."

"No no...I'm sorry for putting that on you. I'll still come to the games, just won't be as loud I think." He stands up placing a hand on Arthur's shoulder.

"Don't exactly fit this place anyway." Greg admitted as one of Arthur's teammates came in.

"Artie we're going out, you coming?" He asked as Arthur looked at his Dad, Greg nodded with a small smile. Arthur nodded and leaned briefly into his Dad and then left leaving Greg alone.

Greg sighed as he sat down again his eyes staring blankly at the grey floor. His eyes trailing around absently until he laid his eyes on the singlet laying on the floor half in the locker half out. He sighed standing up his hands gingerly picked it up and then looked around. He rolled it out after just folding it up and placed it over his chest.

"It's...it's so skimpy?" He mutters to himself as he then looks around. The gymnasium had fallen quiet as now most people had left. "Well...never tried it before." He thought, he quickly stripped himself of his plain office attire. He shimmied his way into the singlet and pulled it up over his shoulders. Even though it was spandex it was still loose and clinging barely to Greg's frame. He brought up his arms and gave a paltry flex.

"That was silly." He sighed as he moved to take it off the bands pulling away only to snap back to his body. A small yelp was heard from Greg as he tried and tried to get the singlet off. He stopped as he felt a wave of heat wash over him, beads of sweat forming on his brow. His breathing became heavy as he lunged himself onto the sink counter by the showers. He put his hand against the mirror, the glass began to fog up from the intense heat Greg was producing. His eyes traveled over his body, it was covered in sweat and the singlet was tight against his frail musculature until he locked eyes on his hands. He could feel his skin boil and pop crackling underneath as now both hands rested on the mirror. His hands grew outwards the fingers swelling larger, hands growing callouses from the intense training hours they did.

As his hands grew the changes spread forth his forearms swell up veins snaking their way up through his arms as his hands balled up into fists as his muscles began flexing. His biceps began to blow up with muscle the fibers twisting under the skin as he felt his shoulders snap and pop. He let out a lewd moan as he felt the shift in his neck his voice dropping lower as well becoming thicker. His beard was replaced with a square jawline. Years of wrinkles washed away as his face began to twist and turn younger and younger. His hair shortened and became a warm chestnut blonde, while his hair was finishing up his chest practically ballooned out. The fabric of the singlet stretched over the expansive muscle as the pecs jiggled with growing mass. Greg's legs nearly buckled at the new growth, his cock was already strained against the fabric a measly 5 incher that barely had a dent on the groin. He moaned as his cock snaked upwards towards his hardening torso. It felt almost as if the singlet was massaging his cock and stretching it out. It compressed tightly against his shaft causing him to grip the countertop as his legs exploded with girth and mass. His ass filling out the singlet even further than before. He could feel his nuts swell and tighten up as he let out a deep and gutteral moan as he shot stream after stream of cum against his midsection soaking into the fabric disappearing.

Nearly dazed to the point of seeing stars Greg slowly stood himself up his new stature was impressive 6'4 versus 5'8 and about 100 pounds of muscle Greg couldn't help but run his hands over his body. His pecs popping as he teases the new form.

"Greg!" Arthur's voice echoed through the locker room as Greg stood up straight before turning around to see his son looking at him.

"Hey before we go we gotta take pictures for the school c'mon."

"Yeah of course." Greg nodded unsure in the moment before they both walked out of the locker room.

Greg smiled for the picture with his new best friend Artie.

"Hey man how's your Dad?" Greg asked between shots as Arthur nodded.

"He's good, busy but good." He answered leading to Greg to smile wide, his old life fading from memory all that remained was his new life filled with huge possibilities.

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Are you into muscle theft?

In some ways yes, I do like muscle theft. I don't write it a lot though, I haven't figured out a way to make it my version of it.

Personally I do have ideas for it, just not the execution for it.

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Have you ever wanted to be someone’s sex toy and would you prefer they knew or not?

Hmmm 🤔

Honestly for certain celebrities I would love to be a sex toy like a pocket pussy or a dildo. In some cases maybe I would love for them to know, depending on which celeb.

I would also just love using celebs as Sex Toys too and other people in general.

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PHTF Paul Mescal, Andrew Scott, and Jonathan Bailey???:))

(I only knew Andrew Scott before this ask so my apologies lol)

So I personally wouldn't possess Andrew simply because he is very close to myself in personality. I want to change it up completely...So I chose to possess Jonathan Bailey.

He has such a sharp and sophisticated look to himself. Clean cut as well and a tight body I could enjoy.

I would hypnotize Paul Mescal because he seems like he would be a good servant to me and would put his mouth to good use.

And for Andrew...

I think I would turn him into a latex thong. He seems like he would enjoy being stretched out by either myself or Paul.

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Are you into nerdy wimpy dad's transforming into muscle jocks/bodybuilders

There are several aspects of this that I love, I like the idea of a mild mannered Dad becoming more confident and vigorous. From what I have seen though is that I don't like aggressiveness in those stories. They always become assholes and that I don't like.

I do love the cockiness, for me cockiness doesn't mean aggressive so it's an interesting line I walk lol. I also enjoy the change in age a bit as well.

There's a lot to love in this category.

(this is actually a pic you can look forward to seeing with a Jock TF. ;)

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At work!

Will get to your asks hopefully tonight 🧡

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PHTF Randy Orton, John Cena, Seth Rollins

Possess Seth

Hypnotize John into my lovely muscle bottom.

And take Randy and turn him into a snug little cock ring.

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If you could transform into anyone right now who would it be?

In all honesty I would love to change into Aaron Taylor Johnson, the Vanity Faire shoot has me feeling a certain kinda way.

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Do you take PHTF (Possess, Hypnotize, Transform) asks?

Oh absolutely! One of my favorite prompts :)

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Guess who finally figured out how to have anon questions.

This guy!

Send me in some questions/ama and maybe y'all.can spur me into writing again!

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You know I will always honor your own little slice of heaven 💕

Upkeep Pt2.

For what felt like hours of self pleasure George still masked up as Scott let his cock erupt with a stream of jizz. He let himself come down slowly from his high as he laid back on his bad his chest rising and falling slowly, glistening with sweat. He looked around the vacant apartment his eyes a tad hazy from his new experience in this body. Slowly he got up from the bed and sauntered over to the dresser. Inside was a jock strap, slightly discolored with sweat stains and some socks Scott normally used for baseball. He slipped them on, the jock hugged to his form with a snug snap of the bands as the socks accentuated his muscular yet thick calves. Tonight Scott was going to get railed and he was going to look the part for a jock slut to his fullest extent. 

He slid on a skimpy string tank top that barely his anything, his pecs practically hung out of his shirt as he put on a pair of runner’s shorts. Scott made his way onto the gay club, it was notorious for its loose rules and colorful patronage. Though many would say that was what brought in business. Scott had no trouble getting in with how he looked. Even the bouncer gave him a side glance through his shades. Scoot looked around through the dim haze upon the bodies before him. Bodies on bodies gyrating and grinding to the thick and heavy beats of the club’s music. Scott made his way through the crowd feeling hands rub up on his body and pinch as him as he did, made him chub up considerably. He made his way to the bar and nodded to the barkeep asking for a vodka cran, all the while a brute of a man was staring him down from across the bar. 

The man was big as he was hairy, his eyes piercing through Scott as the other played it coy and winked to him taking a sip of his drink. The big man stood up from his bar stool and sauntered on over to Scott, leaning against the counter as he did so. 

“You are new?” He asked his voice was thick low and deep with a hint of an accent peaking through. His hand reached out gracing the skin on Scott’s face with his knuckles. 

“Very pretty face, I am Tyrus. I run this club.” He explained motioning to the crowd. “Your name?” Tyrus asked as his hand fell to Scott’s side, his gruff calloused hands squeezing slightly as the younger man’s ass.

“I’m Scott, nice to meet you.” Scott tried his best to play easy, as if he wasn’t already tenting up his shorts. Tyrus glanced down then locked eyes with Scott as the man licked his lips as if he was savoring a meal. He pulled away from the man and motioned with his hand. 

“Follow me.” He nodded leading Scott away from the busting music and hot crowd. They traveled upstairs, Scott’s eyes darting around in a curious fashion as he watched the man’s back for a moment, appreciating the tight muscles pushing against the skin. The reached a VIP Room, a one way mirror gave them a full view of the dance floor below them. Tyrus turned around as Scott gazed in awe of the decadence. Tyrus not so subtly unbuttoned his pants his fingers held them up by the belt hooks as he stared at Scott who had locked eyes on him. 

Scott knelt down on his knees and pulled his pants down revealing the monster that hung between Tyrus’ legs. Starting at his base, a thick vein snaked its way upwards through his hairy bushel of pubes tapering off at his uncut foreskin. Scott tentatively licked at the hood and then quickly took it in his mouth, his jaw already feeling the pressure from such a thick and long cock. Tyrus hummed in appreciation, his hand gently rubbing through the curly blonde hair as he began thrusting his hips, his huge hairy balls swaying and smacking against the other man’s chin. It didn’t take long for Tyrus to start mouth fucking Scott, Scott did his best relaxing his throat, the man’s massive size was something Scott was unprepared for, the wet squelching noises echoed against the man’s groin. Scott tried looking up but his vision was dimming, he felt heavier than normal as if he was sagging down. He pulled off with a gasp his hands went to his mouth noticing that it was not where it should be. 

Tyrus began to chuckle lowly as he stroked his cock slowly watching Scott fumble with his sagging suit. “I knew my work was convincing, but you probably disregarded the instructions.” The giant man came forward and pulled the face part of Scott away revealing George underneath who looked frightened and stammered his way through his explanation.

“No worries, I was the one who made these suits.” Tyrus smiled wide, his smile was reassuring but also mischievous. “I take it you weren’t the one who bought this suit hmm?” He reached down grabbing the still firm cock in the suit stroking it gently. 

“Yeah…” George muttered as Tyrus nodded slowly as he looked over to the bar. “There are other options for you. Not just the suit, if you want to enhance your own self…?” He asked with a strong hum to his voice as George looked to the bar and then down to the loosening suit.  

“This is my friend’s suit. I need to return it to him before he gets home.” Tyrus nodded reaching over his hand seamlessly stretching on till he grabbed a small pair of black pills. 

“Shhhhh.” Tyrus instructed George as he had the pill pushed into his mouth, Tyrus’ hand gripped the throat slowly forcing the other to swallow the pill. As the pill slid down George’s throat he could feel the effects wash over him like a wave. His body began to heat up, glistening with sweat as his breathing became heavier. It felt like his muscles were burning up, he looked down to his chest and watched as his chest began to bubble and bounce, jiggle with each second pressing against the body suit stretching it out further and further. The same process kept happening through his entire body. His ass became huge and plump with plenty of muscle and fat giving him the perfect bubble butt. His legs exploded out stretching farther along the suit capabilities, his bones in his feet cracked and popped stretching out his toes even further with a short wiggle. Then George moaned out as he felt his dick snake its way back into the suit’s sleeve. This time however his dick kept going longer and longer achieving a length he could only dream of and a thickness rivaling that of a pop can. There was a wet squelching noise as George’s body flexed, he moaned out as the suit then started to push him out, his sweat acting as a natural lube.  As George found himself free of the grasp of Tyrus and the suit he stood up, wobbling as he adjusted to his new size. He panted deeply as he stared over at the burly man who looked over the suit with a smirk.  “Take this back to your friend, I think you’ll like the outcome…”

Author’s Note

Thank you all for your support, and kind words regarding part 1. I am so sorry this came out so late, but I have been hit with a major health crisis, then on top of that I got Covid so God has humbled my horny ass real quick. Part 3 will come out as soon as I am able, I hope you all love this part just as well. 

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Upkeep Pt2.

For what felt like hours of self pleasure George still masked up as Scott let his cock erupt with a stream of jizz. He let himself come down slowly from his high as he laid back on his bad his chest rising and falling slowly, glistening with sweat. He looked around the vacant apartment his eyes a tad hazy from his new experience in this body. Slowly he got up from the bed and sauntered over to the dresser. Inside was a jock strap, slightly discolored with sweat stains and some socks Scott normally used for baseball. He slipped them on, the jock hugged to his form with a snug snap of the bands as the socks accentuated his muscular yet thick calves. Tonight Scott was going to get railed and he was going to look the part for a jock slut to his fullest extent. 

He slid on a skimpy string tank top that barely his anything, his pecs practically hung out of his shirt as he put on a pair of runner’s shorts. Scott made his way onto the gay club, it was notorious for its loose rules and colorful patronage. Though many would say that was what brought in business. Scott had no trouble getting in with how he looked. Even the bouncer gave him a side glance through his shades. Scoot looked around through the dim haze upon the bodies before him. Bodies on bodies gyrating and grinding to the thick and heavy beats of the club’s music. Scott made his way through the crowd feeling hands rub up on his body and pinch as him as he did, made him chub up considerably. He made his way to the bar and nodded to the barkeep asking for a vodka cran, all the while a brute of a man was staring him down from across the bar. 

The man was big as he was hairy, his eyes piercing through Scott as the other played it coy and winked to him taking a sip of his drink. The big man stood up from his bar stool and sauntered on over to Scott, leaning against the counter as he did so. 

“You are new?” He asked his voice was thick low and deep with a hint of an accent peaking through. His hand reached out gracing the skin on Scott’s face with his knuckles. 

“Very pretty face, I am Tyrus. I run this club.” He explained motioning to the crowd. “Your name?” Tyrus asked as his hand fell to Scott’s side, his gruff calloused hands squeezing slightly as the younger man’s ass.

“I’m Scott, nice to meet you.” Scott tried his best to play easy, as if he wasn’t already tenting up his shorts. Tyrus glanced down then locked eyes with Scott as the man licked his lips as if he was savoring a meal. He pulled away from the man and motioned with his hand. 

“Follow me.” He nodded leading Scott away from the busting music and hot crowd. They traveled upstairs, Scott’s eyes darting around in a curious fashion as he watched the man’s back for a moment, appreciating the tight muscles pushing against the skin. The reached a VIP Room, a one way mirror gave them a full view of the dance floor below them. Tyrus turned around as Scott gazed in awe of the decadence. Tyrus not so subtly unbuttoned his pants his fingers held them up by the belt hooks as he stared at Scott who had locked eyes on him. 

Scott knelt down on his knees and pulled his pants down revealing the monster that hung between Tyrus’ legs. Starting at his base, a thick vein snaked its way upwards through his hairy bushel of pubes tapering off at his uncut foreskin. Scott tentatively licked at the hood and then quickly took it in his mouth, his jaw already feeling the pressure from such a thick and long cock. Tyrus hummed in appreciation, his hand gently rubbing through the curly blonde hair as he began thrusting his hips, his huge hairy balls swaying and smacking against the other man’s chin. It didn’t take long for Tyrus to start mouth fucking Scott, Scott did his best relaxing his throat, the man’s massive size was something Scott was unprepared for, the wet squelching noises echoed against the man’s groin. Scott tried looking up but his vision was dimming, he felt heavier than normal as if he was sagging down. He pulled off with a gasp his hands went to his mouth noticing that it was not where it should be. 

Tyrus began to chuckle lowly as he stroked his cock slowly watching Scott fumble with his sagging suit. “I knew my work was convincing, but you probably disregarded the instructions.” The giant man came forward and pulled the face part of Scott away revealing George underneath who looked frightened and stammered his way through his explanation.

“No worries, I was the one who made these suits.” Tyrus smiled wide, his smile was reassuring but also mischievous. “I take it you weren’t the one who bought this suit hmm?” He reached down grabbing the still firm cock in the suit stroking it gently. 

“Yeah...” George muttered as Tyrus nodded slowly as he looked over to the bar. “There are other options for you. Not just the suit, if you want to enhance your own self...?” He asked with a strong hum to his voice as George looked to the bar and then down to the loosening suit.  

“This is my friend’s suit. I need to return it to him before he gets home.” Tyrus nodded reaching over his hand seamlessly stretching on till he grabbed a small pair of black pills. 

“Shhhhh.” Tyrus instructed George as he had the pill pushed into his mouth, Tyrus’ hand gripped the throat slowly forcing the other to swallow the pill. As the pill slid down George’s throat he could feel the effects wash over him like a wave. His body began to heat up, glistening with sweat as his breathing became heavier. It felt like his muscles were burning up, he looked down to his chest and watched as his chest began to bubble and bounce, jiggle with each second pressing against the body suit stretching it out further and further. The same process kept happening through his entire body. His ass became huge and plump with plenty of muscle and fat giving him the perfect bubble butt. His legs exploded out stretching farther along the suit capabilities, his bones in his feet cracked and popped stretching out his toes even further with a short wiggle. Then George moaned out as he felt his dick snake its way back into the suit’s sleeve. This time however his dick kept going longer and longer achieving a length he could only dream of and a thickness rivaling that of a pop can. There was a wet squelching noise as George’s body flexed, he moaned out as the suit then started to push him out, his sweat acting as a natural lube.  As George found himself free of the grasp of Tyrus and the suit he stood up, wobbling as he adjusted to his new size. He panted deeply as he stared over at the burly man who looked over the suit with a smirk.  “Take this back to your friend, I think you’ll like the outcome...”

Author’s Note

Thank you all for your support, and kind words regarding part 1. I am so sorry this came out so late, but I have been hit with a major health crisis, then on top of that I got Covid so God has humbled my horny ass real quick. Part 3 will come out as soon as I am able, I hope you all love this part just as well. 

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Questions for TF fans

Send me a number, I’ll answer that question!

1. What’s your Favorite kind of TF? 2. Do you like Inanimate TF? 3. Would you rather Transform other people or change yourself? 4. What got you interested in TF? 5. Absolutely favorite TF art? 6. Absolutely favorite TF story? 7. Anthro or full animal TF? 8. Best part of transformation for you? 9. All good TFs need to have… 10. Willing or unwilling TF subject? 11. TG in your TF? 12. What other kinks do you have? 13. What excites you about TF? 14. What embarrasses you about TF? 15. Does anyone else know about your TF kink? 16. What other kinks do you have? 17. What kink excites you most, excluding TF? 18. Any kinks you’re embarrassed by? 19. Any kinks you didn’t think you’d be into but are? 20. What’s your favorite TF fantasy? 21. Favorite way to initiate a TF? 22. Mental changes to match physical changes, or a human mind trapped in an inhuman body? 23. Clothes ripping as the transformation progresses, or changing to match? 24. Favorite part of the body to watch transform? 25. Size changes? 26. Inflation? 27. If you could transform one person into anything you wanted, who would you change and into what? 28. Someone transforms you… what do they do with you after? 29. Who is your favorite shape shifter in media? 30. Favorite depiction of a transformation in media? 31. Permanent transformation? 32. Willing or forced transformation? 33. One part of your body you want to change? 34. One part of your body you’re really happy with? 35. What kinds of TF do you find a turnoff? 36. Magic or science? 37. Favorite thing to TF into? 38. Do you RP? 39. Ever act out a TF fantasy with a partner? 40. If anyone found out about your TF kink you’d…

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Oh hey 👋

Transformhim is right I do make a ton of art, and I recently have been trying to make it for here as well.

This is just a taste ☺️

5 6 27

Thank you 🙏

5. I know that @tfxtime makes some damn good art 😏.. but—I really hate to say this—I don’t follow a lot of tf art!! 😬😞 I just haven’t had anything really reach out to me in a way others have. If y’all know any good artists, or if you’re a good artist yourself, lmk!

6. I can never remember who wrote it, but “Liquid Manhood” has been one I’ve always loved! You can find it ~out there online somewhere, and I’d highly recommend it. That, and “Hey, Big Guy” have been favorites of mine. Great stories, great sequences, hot description. What’s not to love?

27. I guess I’d tf Zachary Levi into a jock strap or something lol. Call it what you want, but the idea of a goofy church boy jock like him being wrapped around my big dick and ass all day sounds hilarious and fun 🤪 Or did you mean non-celeb?

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Upkeep Pt. 1

"You really gotta rub the oils in man, or else the suit loosens up." Scott instructed his friend his hands running up and down the firm musculature.

"How'd you even get this suit anyway?" George asked from the doorframe as Scott glanced back to him.

"I know a guy." He responded with a cocky smirk as he finished rubbing up the body with the oil mixture. "I only told you about it cause I know you'll keep it secret." Scott said as he starts to pull at his mouth which gave way causing George to stand up straight as his friend's head pulled away like a rubber band. Under the blonde hair and blue eyes Scott was actually a thin Latino who never once played sports. He was focused more on games and reading, but with this body he played college baseball and did track all while being one of the most popular guys on campus.

"Listen it's not that bad really." He spoke with a small smirk his arms looking comically huge when compared to the much thinner neck and head of his real body. "I gotta go home and visit my family. Big stuff apparently, and I figured it would be best to tell you about...well...." He motions to his body before pulling himself out of the suit with a few wet squelching sounds. "Probably be pretty scary for you to come home and see your roomie deflated huh?"Scott nudged George who was still stunned, his mouth hung agape as Scott put his suit on the bed.

"So I just keep it here then? Do I like...wash it or something?" George asked sheepishly as Scott shook his head no.

"I showered this morning so it's pretty clean, it fills up with air after a while so it will look like I'm in it just not really." Scott said nonchalantly as he slid on his robe. "Just don't wear it, please. Do whatever you want with my stuff while I'm gone but the suit is off limits." Scott warned as George nodded slowly looking over at the suit.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so just keep things pretty low-key around here okay?" Scott said as he walked back into the bathroom as George slowly went to his bedroom, palming himself as subtlety as he could.

The next day George woke up uncharacteristically late his glasses still on as he groggily sat up fixing them. He checked his phone and saw a few texts from Scott.

TEXT: hey! I'm gone, remember our promise?!

TEXT: ;p

George rolled his eyes at the emoji but nonetheless he planned to honor what Scott told him to. He looked down at his boxers the fabric strained against his morning wood. He looked towards his door and slowly got up, making sure to grab some lube for himself as he walked over to Scott's bedroom. There he laid, well.the body suit at least. Now George wasn't going to try the suit on, but he was gonna fuck it. By this point it had filled up with air, giving the flesh some sizable give to it. Still soft and pliable but otherwise, he was fuckable. George pulled down the shorts and saw the perkiest bubble butt imaginable. Even with nothing filling him out fully Scott's ass was huge and so was his limp dick. George gently stroked the other's cock with unsurprisingly no reaction.

George then took no time to waste and lubed up his dick and used some of the excess on the suit's asshole. It was tight, George knew Scott was straight so he figured even with a suit he didn't go up its ass. He laid the suit on its stomach and pushed his cock head in. It felt like a vacuum suctioning in his cock on impact. George grunted from the feeling he slowly pulled his cock out, watching with wonderment and lust as the hole stretched around his average length. With each thrust it felt like George was getting lost further and further into his lust. His eyes were shut as he pounded away at the pliable ass, his hands gripping tight on the flesh. George felt like with each thrust his cock was going deeper and deeper, his eyes slowly opened up confirming those thoughts but not in the way he thought. His groin had essentially fused with the bodysuit. He could still feel himself inside, his dick throbbing slightly as he tried in vain to sperate the two.

"Oh fuck!" George exclaimed as he pulled and pushed on the suit trying to break free but only doing so kept merging them closer together. George began to moan as he felt his legs sink into the suit he then could feel it wash over him. There was a level of soreness, but one that was from working out not from pain. Looking down George saw Scott's legs and his as one. He looked over to the front Scott's cock and balls were still limp so George thought at this point...

"Fuck it." George was out of his depths but figured that he should go all the way. He continued his grinding into Scott's ass as more of his hips merge and he then soon feels a strong sucking feeling as he feels his cock and balls merge into their new place. Scott's cock comes to life, extending outwards at least 9 inches as George now greedily strokes it with his own hands. It felt foreign to George the sensations his cock was sending him, it wasn't his cock but his hands? It was like his brain struggled to keep up. He then slowly pressed in his chest against the back of Scott's body slowly being claimed by the suit. He arms too soon came under his control as George flexed his new found muscles groaning at the sensation. Veins popping along his arms as he then looked at the blonde head. George quickly pressed his head against it and felt his face give way, it was a tingling sensation as he then opened up his new eyes with a gasp. He could feel his throat tense up as if something slid down it.

"Holy shit." George said with Scott's voice as he rubbed at his new throat. He rubbed up and down the muscles torso and pinched at each muscle feeling as if they were really his own. He slowly stood up and walked towards the mirror Scott used to get dressed in and flexed his new body.

"Hey I'm Scott, and I love feelin cock up my tight jock ass." George spoke as his cock twitched to the suggestion in which his hands gently tugged at the girthy member. He quickly made his way to his room grabbing a dildo and more lube. He propped himself on the bed his phone recording this for a later jerk session. He pressed the dildo into his asshole, gently working open the tight pink hole as he moaned out into the pillow. He kept working the dildo in and out of his hole and strokes his thick cock more and more. His body writhed with pleasure as he brought himself closer and closer to completion, he felt his balls tighten up against his shaft as he erupted a torrent of jizz coating the bed covers. George had never cum as much as he did just now, and he felt like he could go out and do more!

He slowly popped the dildo out with a soft moan as he looked around Scott's clothes. He found his jock and a pair of his baseball socks. He inhaled deeply the scent of the jock, a combination of musk and piss, hell even a soft scent of jizz too filled his nostrils as he slowly pulled them up on his body. He played around with his ass.

"I can't believe that this is real..." George muttered to himself as he stared at his new reflection. He now had decided to make plans to go out, but he would certainly be hitting up places George would never go...but as Scott the world was his.

[tfxtime]

Resort Wear

"What? Don't you like my speedo?" The hunk asked with a short chuckle, as Derri who was gawking at him as he stepped into the pool. Derri who came to this resort with his boyfriend Andy was completely taken back by the man stammering as

"I'm sorry I uh...I just...um....do I know you?" Derri adjusted himself shifting slightly in the clear water.

"I would say pretty well yeah!" The man spoke with light amusement as he waded closer and closer to Derri the smaller male shrinking in on himself instinctually.

"What's up DeeDeeDee?" The man asked with a wide smile as Derri almost stood up completely to the nickname. King DeeDeeDee was his main in Smash Bros. A game he and Andy played practically religiously and somehow this man knew. He looked almost on in disbelief as the hunk sunk lower into the water and leaned against the edge of the pool.

"Andy?" Derri asked almost doubting his own question's legitimacy. A wider smile filled with perfect teeth grew across the man's features.

"In the flesh, but please call me Andrew." The man insisted as Derri scooted closer his eyes and his hands exploring the other's body.

"What happened to you? You said...you were going to the store and now...you're like this?...not that I'm complaining...but like how?!"

"The Hotel wanted to upgrade our stay, and they left us some new swim suits! Yours is waiting for you in the store. You'll know who to ask." Andrew spoke enthusiastically as he gave a quick kiss to Derri. Derri was taken back by...well everything. The hunk kissing him said he was Andrew, and that he had a similar suit waiting for him. Derri nodded to Andrew as he stood up in the pool and waded over.

"I'll be back then!" Derri smiled wide as Andrew smirked mischievously, part of him was curious as to what Derri would choose, but the excitement made his new cock bulge against the stretchy fabric.

"Come surprise me!" He called out with a deep baritone voice, which sent a visible shiver down Derri's back. Derri wasn't ugly and neither was Andy, they both were just average guys who found each other online and well, they were just a match made in nerd heaven. Derri wrapped a towel around his shoulders as he walked through the resort's many amenities. At the end of the bodega was a shop selling a wide variety of swim wear, bikinis, one pieces, tube topes, speedos, you name it the stand had it. At the counter was a gorgeous man, hair slicked back sandy blonde, bleached by the sun. His skin was a warm tan with pearly white teeth and amazing pale colored eyes. His body was cut from marble, his torso popped with amazing musculature as he picked up some of the new stock. He turned to look over his shoulder and a smile spread across his handsome visage.

"You're Derrick aren't you?" His voice was sweet like honey and deep like the ocean. He jumped over the counter with ease and put a firm hand on Derri's shoulder easily knocking Derri into him, the younger male blushed as he nodded.

"I go by Derri, but uhm Andy said that the Resort wanted to upgrade our stay?" He spoke with a leading tone, as if giving hints to the shopkeeper. This led the shopkeeper to laugh as he nodded in understanding. He walked pulling Derri along with him to a beaded curtain that was past the normal shop front. Inside smelled of incense and the sea, it was dimly lit save for a few mood lights that lead towards the stock room. The Shopkeeper stopped as he raised his hand to Derri.

"Choose whichever one feels right. I'll be here." He leaned back arms crossing over his chest as he observed Derri's actions. Derri was delicate, his eyes scanning over each section like it was the last one. His hands feel along the different arrays of fabric each filling his fingers with a new type of energy. His hands then came to rest on a purple speedo his eyes wide with excitement.

"Go ahead, try it on." The Shopkeeper nodded to Derri as he followed the instructions pretty quickly stripping off his old trunks. He put one leg in and slowly slid it up his body. He was practically swimming in the fabric, enough space was between his hips that they could fit a second Derri in-between. Derri looked over to The Shopkeeper with a small frown.

"It's uh..." He wiggles the speedo a little trying to adjust it to fit when suddenly it tightens itself around his thin frame. "Oh!" Derri explains as he feels the fabric stretching over his measly ass. He leans forward a little bit putting a hand on the wall as leverage.

"Is this normal?" Derri asks as he feels a tightening sensation trail from his head all the way down to his toes. Beads of sweat start rolling down his soft delicate features as the Shopkeeper just casually shrugs, the same smile returning to his face. Derri then moaned out feeling his ass inflate and jiggle stretching out the purple fabric. The front half was quick to follow as he could feel his stomach tighten as his cock began to snake itself further and further against the fabric his nuts swelling up to match the impressive 9 inch cock that had come from this benevolent gift. Derri pulled back the elastic band to look down at the impressive cock but shock ran over his face.

"My cock isn't matching!" Derri exclaimed as he took ahold of his cock, it was sensitive and thick, practically throbbing from even the smallest of brushes. He gently stroked it making him moan lewdly as he pushed himself back against the wall. The Shopkeeper smirked muttering to himself 'oh it will soon enough.' but for Derri he was too consumed in his pleasure. Each heavy stroke saw a warm shade of ebony spread throughout his body. His muscles slowly popped out under his changing skin, his biceps curled up exploding with new strength as veins curled around his arm. His pecs bounced and with each bounce they became bigger and juicier. His nipples perked up turning a dark rich chocolate color. His face too began its change the jaw became more hardened and straightline as his brow deepened to give him a more serious look. His short hair turned black and curly as a fresh beard grew along his chin. His lips plumped up and his voice deepened considerably as his moans became more and more like grunts.

His legs had blown out to the size of tree trunks, each muscle flexing it's newfound strength as small cracks were heard in his feet and back, inches upon inches were added to Derri's frame. He was close and The Shopkeeper knew it, he eyed the swinging balls as they began to hug closer and closer to the massive shaft.

"Cum." The Shopkeeper instructed Derri's, his eyes shot open and a stream of cum shot out over the floor. It was so much, much more than Derri had ever done before. His breathing was heavy and his body was coated in sweat. He slowly stood up from his lustful daze adjusting his new swimwear.

"I can't believe..." He panted out.

"Well, you better believe it stud, how does it feel to be the new Derrick?" The Shopkeeper spoke whimsically as he walked over to the new hunk.

"I feel fucking amazing!" Derrick smiled wide as he flexed with his two new arms. He then tried to do some body builder poses before The Shopkeeper put a firm hand on him again.

"That's great to hear." The Shopkeeper kissed him passionately as Derrick leaned into it. "Now get going, I'm sure you can't keep Andrew waiting, he's got a libido the size of this resort." He winked as Derrick stood a little dumbfounded but nonetheless he knew where he was going. As Derrick strolled through the resort he could feel the lustful eyes watch him as he walked, his ass jiggled and his pecs bounced with each heavy step.

He loved it.

Derrick returned to the pool area and couldn't find Andrew. He kept walking around until he saw him dancing on the party deck. He approached him from behind and grinded up on his perky ass. "Hey there Andy." He spoke low and deep as Andrew laughed grinding back on him.

"Now this is a change I couldn't see coming." He turns around their bulges pressing against one another as Andrew kisses him lovingly, his strong arms wrapping around Derrick's broad shoulders. He pushes closer to him and whispers.

"Let's go to the beach." The beach was a nudist beach, part of the Resort's many perks. Both Andy and Derri had written it off as something that they could never do, but now as the pair of hunks they are? They wouldn't dream of not going. Andrew walked ahead his toes curling in the sand as he deliberately pulled his speedo down slowly spreading his cheeks as he did. Derrick was a bit apprehensive as there was the fear his new body would leave him but seeing Andrew flaunt his newfound beauty with no signs of regression Derrick soon followed. His big hands grabbed Andrew's cheeks and molded them to his liking his eyes filled with hunger.

"C'mon let's get to a nice spot." Andrew chided smacking away Derrick's hands as they both walked hand in hand down the beach. They reached a nice spot that had some trees hanging over the sand. They sat down and began to explore each other's new bodies. Their lips colliding, tongues twisting against one another, now usually Derrick was the bottom but with this new form he only felt like topping, he wanted to feel Andrew squirm over his cock and moan. While Andrew just wanted to get off, his hand pressed their cocks together stroking and frotting them. Andrew pulled away a trail of spit still connected to their lips as they both laughed. Andrew then laid himself face down and ass up, his hands stretching his cheeks out showing his tight pink hole. Derrick wasted no time and went in, his mouth attacked Andrew's hole working it open with the combination of skill and lust.

"Oh FUUUUUCK me!" Andrew exclaimed as he bucked his ass against Derrick's face. Derrick then wasted no time and stood up. His thick uncut cock pressed against the slicked up hole and pressed deep, each inch was taken with ease all the way up to where his balls were nestled right between his ass. It was almost a heightened sensation that overcame them both, their bodies sensations were cranked to the max as they fucked. Each new position felt like they were starting over with reinvigorated stamina and cum to shoot. The last position they did was Andrew riding Derrick his big cock flopping against his stomach as his hands pinched Derrick's gorgeous nipples.

"Derri...do you wanna stay like this?" Andrew asked slowing his pace down as Derrick was brought back to reality as he looked up at Andrew. He sat up pulling him closer and kissed him lovingly.

"Can we?" Derrick asked softly as Andrew smiled.

"Yup..." He kissed Derrick again and pushed him back down and continued to ride his cock until he felt his ass fill with seed once more.

"We'll go visit Tyrus tomorrow. Resort life ain't that bad..."

"Especially if it's this." Derrick mused holding Andrew close.

Five Months Later

"You two have brought in so much business, I am really glad you two decided to stay." The Shopkeeper Tyrus mused with that familiar smile they both know and admire.

"I think you guys are ready to start your own shop down in the Bodega." Tyrus mused as Andrew smiled wide with Derrick standing up.

"You mean it?" He asked as Tyrus nodded.

"Keep making me proud boys." Tyrus winked as he gave them both a loving kiss.