papermoon357:

James waited uncomfortably in the hot sun. Chris was late again. 

It was James’ second year working after school as a tennis couch at the local country club and his newest student Chris was by far his worst.

Another one of those rich club kids. Came from money, did anything he wanted, and somehow got anything that he asked for. Not that he didn’t already have it all- good looks, popularity, and even James couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in his shorts. Chris was always eager to show off, and it made James cringe. 

James wasn’t even sure why Chris needed a thin pale tennis coach like him- Chris played pretty well already- but Chris insisted that James was going to be exactly what he wanted.

And so James waited, wearing the white headband Chris gave him. He was usually late, but it was getting uncomfortably hot, making him figit in his white tennis uniform. 

He was a little envious of how Chris always played shirtless, his glossy muscles flexing and tightening with every swing… James tried to block the image out of his head but the heat made it hard to focus. James was always stuck in his uniform. But then again hadn’t Chris insisted he show up without a shirt today? That seemed impossible, James’ never broke the uniform rule but… there he was shirtless on the court. 

James’ brushed the sweat from his eyes. Damn it was so hot it was getting hard to think. It is so hot it must be ok, might as well be shirtless, and besides his body wasn’t all that bad and Chris said James’ pale skin needed some sun.

James rocked back and forth in the heat. Swinging his racket in impatience. For a second he wondered why his tennis shorts felt so tight only to realize he was only wearing a pair of black trunks. He panicked. What was he doing? Chris wears a pair just like these… he must have told him to try them too. He would normally be embarrassed, but in this he couldn’t. It felt good. And so much freer. James’ took a couple practice swings around, enjoying how the trunks seemed to feel even shorter, before he suddenly felt light headed again. 

Fucking heat. What was he doing again? Ah right waiting for Chris. Chris and his perfect bod. James ran a hand through his silky hair. Mmm he felt good, he loved to be shirtless, getting a nice tan, showing off in the sun. He was hot and knew it. His face and bod could get him anything he wanted. 

Now where the fuck was Chris? He had his favorite trunks on- showed off his round ass, not to mention thick cock as he swung his racket around. Why was that asshole taking so long? Hopefully they’d just skip the practice and move on to the locker room activities. Then James would really give Chris what he wanted.

Source: undiedude

papermoon357:

Instajock

Nate was helping tutor some of us Psi Alpha Alphas. He was a good dude and smart ass tutor too, but he was all stressed out all the time about making enough to meet the next tuition bill. So awesome guy that I am I decided to help him out. One quick pic in my new app was all I needed.

I’m still getting the hang of the settings but it helps if you turn on the “naked filer” first. Makes it easier to check the progress, and damn did this scrawny ass dude need my help. I switched on auto correct to make things faster and started typing away. F-R-A-T-B-O-Y. With each letter his body stared to morph appropriately, putting on height and pounds that looked like they came from both pumping weights and chugging beers. In seconds a beefy new frat brother stood where the scrawny as Nate used to be. He was perfect but I couldn’t forget- he wanted some extra income and I knew just the thing. 

As I typed he morphed again. While before he gained masculine mass, now he got both bigger and leaner. Pizza and kegstand body fat melted away into a fitness model physique perfect for his new gigs gyrating and thrusting at sorority girl houses, bachelorette

parties, and local clubs. His ass also got noticeably rounder and cock massive enough to split out of any costume or thong. To finish things off I maxed out the “sex drive saturation” and watched as his already impressive cock became even thicker and permanently semi-hard. Finally for extra fun I dulled down the already low “cognitive brightness” to an extra low and grinned as his frozen features melted into a dull grin. Hit save and a backwards cap appeared on his head. The new Nate, fratboy stripper stud was good to go.

I’m still craving to try out all the app settings so let me know if you want to apply.

Source: himbobunz

papermoon357:

Chronic Reversal


Sam: Shit Jake, give it back! What did you do?

Jake: Nothing you weren’t just about to do me. Your should be feeling it any sec…

Sam: Dammit Jake it’s not a toy! If you’re turning me into a girl or some cheerleader I’ll… uh… Jake? are you sure you had that set to me?

Jake: Huh? Yeah. I mean… fuck my chest feels tight. No… wait…. Oh shit!

Sam: Haha looks like you got your settings wrong. At least getting some color to your pasty skin

Jake: Aww fuck. No. Like dude, how do I uh.. make it stop… ugh feels so…

Sam: Haha Jake too late now. But you’re really swelling out. And wow, what’s with the speedo?

Jake: Mmmm fuck man. Ya like? Check out my chest, and these fucking arms- getting so big. Aww and my dick… it’s totally growing into a full on cock. Need to fucking pound some ass with this thing

Sam: Shit dude. You set it to gay? You were going to turn me into some dumb horny muscle dude just for laughs? Well serves you right.

Jake: Huhu whateva brah. Look at me. Feels sooo fuckin goooood. Dumb and hung huhu. So fuckin hot now. Not too late for you bro. Just gotta change this setting to ya… click and…

Sam: Fuck wait! No!!

Jake: Huhu gonna be so hot watching you grow. Now we’re gonna have some real fun

Source: opiumdaze

mybois2:

eventide-oh-god-of-desire:

The ancient woman said it would bring you energy and new life. Hell, at this point you would try anything, stress alone made you a zombie. She said that there would be a cost, one as unique as the person who wore the amulet.

This was her gift to you for letting her in out of the rain. You thanked her, and eyed the necklace suspiciously. When you looked back up, she was gone.

Weirded out but curious, you put the necklace over your head. There was some kind of warmth emanating from it. It felt like excitement, happiness, joy, and the need for sex. You were concerned at how real this was and tried to take it off, but it was stuck.

You watched the years role back in the mirror, dumbfounded at the 18 year old you staring back at you. Then it hit, pleasure, so much pleasure through your whole body. Each muscle fiber orgasming as they lean up, tightened and been came more athletic. You watched in fascination as your average face rearranged, became attractive with a slightly perma-dumb look. You felt another tingle as your once black hair lightened and shortened, becoming effortlessly perfect. The tingle spread over your face and body, all of the facial hair, chest, and stomach hair retracted into your skin, leaving you smooth and muscular.

The final wave of pleasure hit your head, so much so it almost hurt. You felt memories fading, you felt you capacity to want to be educated be obliterated, you felt your stress, your life eradicated from your mind. All of this was replaced by a simpler life. You had memories of dropping out of school in the 10th grade. You were recruited by night clubs in the city, where you found your true calling; as a gogo boy. You loved what you did, you enjoyed meeting people and often times they would fuck you. You were happy, full of life and energy. Sure, you weren’t ever going to be a doctor or a professor, but you knew who you were, and you were happy with this life.

Suddenly grindr popped up on your phone and you realized it needed a fresh selfie. You wanted everyone to see this, so you snapped the pic.

Needless to say, you had a hottie at your door that night. You would have never guessed that hottie was an old woman in disguise earlier that day. Nor could you even begin to imagine he was a mischievous god of desire

I need that necklace!

masterpost of tumblr alternatives

twistedcaliber:

olderglow:

this post will be updated as I find more websites to add! please check with the original before reblogging to see if there’s an updated version, and message me with more suggestions if you have them!!

for general use

  • myspace.com – yes, it still exists, i’m just as surprised as you
  • soup.io – very similar to tumblr, plus it can import your tumblr blog
  • twitter.com – allows posting both text and photos in sets, allows retweets

geared towards writers and bloggers

geared towards artists and photographers

  • deviantart.com – huge community, allows posting art + sorting into folders
  • furaffinity.net – similar to DA but for furries, easy to display commish info
  • instagram.com – photo and video posts, excellent tag search
  • piczel.tv – allows both streaming and posting art / photosets to a gallery
  • pixiv.net – huge anime art community, allows livestreaming

paid platforms

  • patreon.com – subscription-based access to many diff types of content
  • pillowfort.io – still in beta, but should function almost identically to tumblr
  • typepad.com – similar to wordpress but with reblogging and a dash

ways to save your current tumblr posts

  • use the wayback machine! you do have to archive each page of your blog individually but once you do all the content, including media, will be saved exactly as it was at the moment you archived it.

  • wordpress and soup both allow you to directly import whole tumblr blogs, and if i recall correctly it’s something both dreamwidth and pillowfort have said they are working on.

  • if you have some knowledge of computers you can try this github solution which uses a python script to download your whole blog to your computer.
    even if you don’t know anything about programming or the command line

    they give a very good beginners tutorial on how to use it so you should still give it a shot!

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in anticipation of reckoning day

papermoon357:

The frat was all to eager to put on a party celebrating the mathletes win. Didn’t tell them it was a “geek-costume” underwear party. But no matter, after a few special beers and DJ beats the nerds were loosing up, stripping each other down as their bodies bulked up and hormones kicked in. Obsessed with each other’s swelling bodies, they didn’t notice how their “geekness” was really just becoming a costume. Once all those clothes are off the math will be gone and they’ll just be some more dumb fratboy athletes.

Source: arturobejarano