Jim didn’t realize until it was too late that he’d just read a Dumbslut spell. He thought the spellbook was safe, but as soon as the words left his mouth he felt his body swell with muscle, his mind draining.
“Help!” he shrieked from the bedroom, and I rushed in to see him squirming on the bed, pulling off his pants.
“What did you do?” I said.
“I read a Dumbslut spell!” he whined. “Oh fuck dude, I gotta get fucked!”
As I watched, his ass grow large and round and soft and fuckable, his body hair evaporating as he arched his back.
“Just relax,” I said, trying not to panic. “There must be a reversal spell in there.”
“I don’t wanna read,” he said, humping the bed, “I just want your cock in me.”
“Concentrate, Jim!” I said. “Find the reversal!”
“I’m not Jim, I’m Jimmy,” he said, his voice high and stupid. He looked at the book. “I know what I’ll do.” And he read another spell.
I felt dizzy for a minute, then looked down and saw to my shock that I was naked. My body was growing thick with hair and strength, bulking up as I stared at myself.
“Jim, what did you do?” I gasped. He didn’t answer, but backed his ass up toward me. “Jimmy,” I rumbled. My voice grew deeper, my jaw square, my cock plumping.
“You gonna fuck me now?” he asked.
“Fuck now,” I grunted, falling forward onto my knuckles and walking over to him on all fours, climbing over his fucky body as I grew huge and horny and so very stupid.
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Anthony was walking on the beach, he didn’t even want to be here, he’d rather be home playing video games but his family decided to go and they forced him to come with them. He walked away from his family though for some silence. He walked past some storage lockers on the upper part of the beach he saw…a nude guy. That was weird, the guy was naked and holding a for sale sign around his junk, he had to be only 19 or 20 and grinned at Anthony with confidence. This wasn’t a nude beach but that didn’t seem to stop the guy. He looked kinda hot though, Anthony wasn’t gay or bi but he wished he had a stronger body and admired those who had one. As a joke mostly Anthony walked up to the guy and asked “how much?” But the guy laughed and didn’t miss a beat “it’s name your price bro” Anthony laughed “so are you like a prostitute?” “No I’m not for sale my body is” and with that Anthony was confused but tossed a dollar at the guy and walked away laughing.
Once he cleared the lockers and the sun hit his skin it started. He suddenly felt really strange and dizzy as the slight layer of fat he had shrunk away and started to ache and burn as they formed into lean but firm muscles. His stomach flattened and formed the beginnings of a 4 pack, his chest also flattened and began to go into the early stages of squaring off into pecs. His arms began to puff into biceps while his legs got leaner, his waist smaller causing his swim trunks to get looser. His ass plumped out and he could feel it as his dick grew longer and thicker and his balls grew proportionally. This flooded his mind with hormones as his hair got shorter and his face began to re arrange as his skin began to slightly tan.
His mind was getting foggy and he began to lose info from high school as he rapidly started getting dumber and hornier. His interests began to switch from girls, video games, and comic books, to guys, surfing, and fitness magazines. A part of his mind was shocked when he realized he was becoming gay and slutty amd a himbo. He wanted so badly to show off, feeling himself become an exhibitionist. He pulled down his swim sorts and stood there nude without a care in the world. His mind slowed down to a dumb surfer beach himbo as he wandered back over to the lockers and saw his twin standing there grinning and handing him a new for sale sign which he quickly wore and walked over to another part of the beach. They were planning a huge bonfire and orgy later and they needed to sell this bod to as many people as possible to have fun, Tony couldn’t wait for tonight.
How dare you, I am a qualified transformation artist…. I do my research before changing someone. Your boyfriend asked to be turned into a himbo, and from what I found you’d enjoy his plump bubble butt and insane cock hunger…. I wouldn’t have done the change if otherwise.
Its not my fault you didn’t take advantage and he’s gone off to find someone who can treat him right.
But to set things right…. I’ll make you the kind of guy who’d never complain about having a cock hungry boyfriend…. namely a guy with a massive thick near always hard horse dick and two swinging cum heavy bull nuts. Your cock is your entire world now and the same goes for your boyfriend, he’s nothing but a bunch of holes for you to dump your incredibly large and thick loads into. You do nothing but abuse his holes with your jawbreaker dick.
I’d ask if this makes things good between us…. but you stopped reading a while back to go stuff your himbo boyfriend with your arm sized baby maker.
One for your buddy, who I’m sure will love being inside the Asian bull that is Chul Soon. And one for you, I’ll toss you into the body of one of Chul Soon’s friends, so you’ll be just as musclebound as he is. The two of you will continue as friends, just with a different set of scenery, probably parties and gyms.
And with that last comment, you can’t trick me like that….. I don’t like being taken advantage of. So instead of making you his cum dump, I’ll turn your girlfriend into his cum dump. You’ll have to watch and enjoy as your best friend brings your girl to knees shaking orgasms (I might of added a few inches to Chul Soon’s dick… whoops) while you barely touch the sides with your 2 inch wonder.
Did you go into a gym, swimming pool, running track or frat house during a full moon? Did you ever sniff a musky oversized jock strap under the light of a glowing moon? Did an All-American pretty boy in a polo with a name like Brad, Chad or Thad bite your lip when he kissed you during the reveal of a rounded silver moon from behind dark clouds?
If you said yes to any of these then you might of been turned into a werejock sometime in the last few months….. I’m very sorry but there is no cure.
Now you said you keep waking up next to sexy guys, I assume you escape before they wake up to avoid explaining why a nerdy guy just fucked them, that’s a good solid plan. But before you flee you should also check them for bite marks, we don’t want jockcanthropes appearing every time you get your dick wet.
You say your shoes and jeans are shredded, so I’m assuming your werejock self is using skin tight workout cloths to venture out to look for prey, I’d suggest buying some large sized flip flops to protect your feet, can’t really help with the other clothes, maybe sleep naked around the time of full moons.
Now most importantly you say you don’t remember anything, which isn’t good. You want to see what your werejock self gets up too. Maybe set up some cameras so you can add the film to the wank bank for later.
The bathroom mirror is a good place to start. Werejocks are notorious flexie (flex selfie) takers.
But if you really want to stop the werejock I can offer you my services in keeping him under control….. just you’ll have to be ok with being chained to a bed in my basement…. though I’m sure the werejock will enjoy it.
Jack and Ryan were best friends and freshmen studying marine biology together. Both were nerds that didn’t really go outside but they loved reading about aquatic animals. They had been hoping for the more informational, inside a lab type of work. For a school project they were invited out on a boat to look for specimens, but when they arrived at the docks the boat was empty, only a single cap. Curious Jack decided to put on that hat which turned out to be a mistake. Instantly all the fat and acne on his body dissolved away into lean teenage muscle. His ghostly white skin became a nice beach boy tan and he could feel the hat turning itself around as it squeezed out all his intelligence and scholarly passions. Ryan watched in horror as a dumb expression fell over his friend who quickly tossed his nerdy shirt and shoes off, showing off his lean body before grabbing his friend and roughing up his hair with some gel that had been next to the cap. Jack froze as he felt his own brains evaporate from the chemicals and his hair got dark and became spiked in a cool style. His own skin became tan and he developed nice teen muscles too and ditched his clothes. Instead of two teen nerds now they were two dumb jock boys out for a day of fishing and drinking on the water. Not a single interest or bit of info of marine bio left in their empty heads, just beer, boats, sun and fun.
You used to hate wearing shorter shorts or bright colors. You used to wanna fade into the background, overlooked, relying on your quick wit if anybody noticed you.
That’s not you anymore, lilbro. You’re mine now and we’re changing you. Slowing down your mind, and building a body that’s meant to be noticed. Reshaping you in big bro’s image.
You emulate big bro subconsciously now – barely aware of it. A pair of bright red metcons you never would have considered a month ago, quickly becoming your favorite workout shoe…
Today I had you but a pair of red shorts to match. See the way the color climbs the leg? Almost l as if you’re being dipped in paint bro – mind fading as the color continues to spread.
You’re going to be turning a lot of heads pretty soon.
I knew Tyler since I was living in the dorm. He was my first dormmate, and somehow we stuck together through the years. I still don’t understand how our friendship could work as we were so different. He was a jock in the colleges soccer team, muscled, sporty, and he came home with different wemen each week, sometimes each day. I on the other hand was a shy, chubby yet intelligent guy, always perfoming on the top with my studies. The biggest difference between us is that I was gay and he was straight. During the years I might have developed a crush on Tyler. A strong one that ate up my everydays, I just wanted to submit to him so badly, but let’s be honest. He can get anybody. Why would he want me? I knew if I told them the truth he would only laugh at me, or he’d beat the crap out of me and would never talk with me. I didn’t want to risk, but the desire burnt my soul from the inside. I got more and more frustrated, and a little bit depressed.
“What’s the matter with you lately Steve? I could barely see you smiling or going out in the last few months. You keep sitting at home, studying or playing video games and that’s it. I’m worried about you bud. Do you want to talk about it?” – he asked me
Of course I wanted to talk about it, but I couldn’t. It was too risky. I just backed off by admitting being anxious, and take it on something I can not identify.
“You know bud, I’m taking psychology class, and last year we learnt about hypnotherapy. It might can help you to close your stress away somewhere deep in your mind. Do you want me to help you with that?” he asked and somehow I got turned on by the idea of being hypnotized by Tyler. I said yes.
Tyler told me to relax and to look into his eyes. He was just sitting on the sofa in his soccer outfit – he just came back from training – and everything felt so light, so dizzy and so calm. I was under in a moment.
“Allright Steve. You have arrived to he state when your mind is fully opened for me. You can trust me, I’m going to help, and I’m going to protect your from everything. Open up to me and tell me what bothers you so much.”
Telling? There was no word abou telling him the problem, he promised me that he will lock it away, but he didn’t told me that I have to share it. But I can trust him. I can share anything with him. My head was getting lighter and my mouth opened.
“I am gay and I have realised lately that I have a huge crush on you. I keep fantasizing about you dominating me, making me your slave and making me suck your dick. Knowing this will never happen makes me anxious. The desire to serve you eats me up.“
When Tyler heard the reason of my frustration he was surprised. But as soon as he realized what that could mean an evil grin showed on his face. He scratched his chin with his thumb. His voice changed totally. He became calm, strict and controlling.
“Come to me and kneel.” – he said and my body moved instantly towards him. I was kneeling before him, my head was facing to his crotch. I have never been so close to him before. I felt the scent of his balls and the warmth of his body. It was so relaxing so comforting. I loved the feeling. He stood up. I stayed where I was. His crotch was now right before my nose. He started to rub it gently against my face.
“How does it feel, Steve?” Tyler asked.
“It’s amazing, Tyler.” I said as I was moaning as his silky shorts and semi-hard cock was touching my face. I could feel his scent allover. I could feel his cock throbbing with each stroke. I wanted to kiss his bulge so badly, but my body was paralyzed, waiting for instructions.
“For you it’s Master Tyler from now.” I was shocked. I totally knew what was happening, but it was like I was dreaming. Everything was so foggy and dizzy, and thing were just happening.
My mouth opened and I said “As you wish, Master Tyler.” As I spoke, my lips touched his cock, almost like I was kissing it. I felt my dick getting hard. It felt so good to obey him.
“Good boy. I want you to start kissing my dick through my shorts. That’s it. Now listen carefully. Listen the sensation, the joy groing through your body as your lips are slipping on my silky shorts. Listen to the feeling as you inhale the scent of my sweaty balls, the remaining drops of my piss – and who knows, maybe some cum as well. Let them fill your tongue. Let them overwhelm you. Let your frustration go away as you can finally submit to your Master. Because from now on you will be my slave, and you will do whatever I tell you. You depend on me, and you live to serve me. To give me pleasure. To do the chores for me. To obey me. That is your life now. Give in to me, and be completely mine.“
He kept rubbing his dick to my face as I started to kiss his shorts. I let every word he said into my mind, into my brain. The sensation the feeling completely rewrote my standard personality. I was nothing more than an obedient slave, a pup that existed only to fulfill Master Tylers desires.
“I am going to count from 3, and at the end you will wake up. You will be pernamently attached to my will. You will remain my slave forever. You will thank me that I set you free of your frustration, and wait for my commands. 3…. 2… 1… Wake up, slave.”
I felt the fog and the dizzyness disappearing. What was left is the scent and the sensation. I loved it. Everything was so simple, so easy. I don’t have to think anymore. I only need to obey my Master. I kept kissing his shorts and as my eyes opened I looked up to him. He looked down on me as I passionately made out with his silky soccer shorts. I looked deeply into his eyes, and all I could say was: “Thank you, Master”. And finally after 4 months I smiled. I was happy, weightless and obedient.
Ever since I moved to college I’ve had an uncontrollable crush on my roommate Josef. He was physically perfect – toned muscles, handsome face and big cock but nobody’s perfect, right? He had one big drawback and that was his intelligence. He wasn’t just dumb, he was outright stupid and living with him could be a real chore at times. I had no idea how he’d even managed to get into college because the guy could hardly even do simply math.
Even though we were both gay I knew that Josef would never be interested in me because he made a point of telling me on day one that he preferred big guys that could make him submissive to them. He said it with such a dumb smile on his face too, chuckling as he lifted his shirt up to scratch at his treasure trail. He had no idea what kind of effect he had on me but I kept my mouth shut to stop things from becoming too awkward between us.
Despite being a pretty shitty roommate who never cleaned up after himself I still went easy on Josef simply because I was so attracted to him. I frequently imagined him pinning me down with those big arms of his and fucking me senseless but I knew that it would never become a reality so I did my best to think of other ways to deal with my growing obsession over him.
I discovered an answer a few weeks before spring break when I came across a spell that would allow me to possess Josef and take his body for a test drive. It would last twenty-four hours and I would retain all of my own memories and feelings as long as I didn’t ejaculate in his body. That seemed like a fair trade and it wasn’t long before I cast the spell and found myself suddenly pulled towards my roommate who was currently lounging around in only a tight pair of boxer briefs and a top that clung perfectly around his big biceps.
As my spirit invaded his body and took control I found myself overcome by a wave of arousal that had the boxer briefs tenting in no time. Stretching out Josef’s arms, I enjoyed the subtle movement of his biceps and found myself flexing them repeatedly and laughing. It felt incredible to be in such a powerful body! I was so used to being skinny and average that I’d never paused to consider what it would be like to be built like Josef was.
Settling in front of the mirror I pulled my shirt up to check out the abs I had only seen from a distance before and even pinch at the boy’s nipples. Pleasure shot through the body and I felt my hips buck as the briefs became uncomfortable holding in the other’s cock. As I reached down to rearrange and try and make things a little better for myself I instead found my hand wrapping around the shaft and beginning to stroke. Even though I’d read the warnings I couldn’t help myself, I was so turned on.
Within moments I had shot my entire load into the white boxer briefs and permanently sealed myself inside of this body. Panic shot through me as I realized what I had done but it was already too long. Dropping back onto the sofa I realized in horror that I could already feel my memories and intelligence slipping away, replaced by memories I recognized as Josef’s life. No, not Josef’s – mine. I was already beginning to forget who I was!
As the last bits of my identity slipped away and I settled into the hazy fog that was Josef’s brain I found myself having only one thought: I needed to find a daddy with a big cock to bounce on. That was all I cared about now, not any smart college shit or thinking about where my skinny roommate disappeared to. Maybe I’ll spare a thought for that crap later but right now I gotta go get laid before I burst again!
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