hypnopup:

“You can’t order me around. I’m not a kid!” 

My stepson could be such a brat. “No, you’re right.” I said. “You’re not a kid. In fact, you’re not even a human.” 

The twerp shrunk back as I stepped closer.

“You’re just a dumb, horny puppy.”

“Wha—”

“Ah, ah, ah.” I shook my finger at him. “Puppies don’t talk.”

A dog-like whine came out of him, and he clapped his hands over his mouth. Suddenly terrified.

I towered over him. “And I don’t think they stand on two legs, either.” 

My stepson fell forward—landing on his hands and knees. He looked up at me, eyes pleading. 

“Aw, don’t look at me like that, little guy. You’re going to like being my little puppy.” I bent down and started scratching his stomach. “After all, that’s what turns you on. Your puppy cock’s getting hard just thinking about it, isn’t it?”

I could see his cock straining through his shorts now. 

“But puppies don’t wear clothes, do they?” I could see the struggle on his face. I reached down to tug at his shirt—but the mutt had enough control left to lash out and nip my hand. I pulled it back sharply. 

“BAD BOY,” I yelled. “You know, I was just going to teach you a lesson. But I think it’s time you learned your place.” He was cowering now. Whining for me to stop. But it was too late. 

I slammed against his mind, wiping out the last of his resistance in one go. “You’re nothing but an obedient, slutty little puppy.” I threw him up on the couch and started ripping his clothes off. “Obsessed with sticking his nose in his master’s balls, lapping up his cum, licking every drop of sweat off his body. Isn’t that right?”

I could see my new pup’s eyes glazing over with lust. His cock started leaking, and he involuntarily stuck his ass up in the air. He was mine.  

“Good boy.” I stepped back, admiring my handiwork. A whining, bouncy pup in front of me. Cock leaking as he rubbed it against the couch. His stupid hat was still on. The only thing human about him. 

“Who’s my stupid little fuck puppy?” I asked. He barked, humping even more enthusiastically. I stripped my shirt off and walked back over to him, ready to break him in.

I guess I’d let him stay on the couch. Just this once.

Source: twinkontwink

After tutoring the football teams quarterback he started to feel dizzy, almost feverish. The bro was nice enough to help him back to his dorm. Hours later he recovered and pulled down the blankets to find a great physique underneath.

“Finally awake huh bro?” The quarterback said.

“Huh what am I doing here?” He asked the bro before he started flexing.

“Wow you are dim huh? This is our dorm dunbass”

“Oh yeah huhuhuh ” he said remembering he hit his head at football practice and his roommate and teammate brought him home.

I want to be transformed into an animal that can be kept as a pet, as soon as possible, and live for an owner. Any help? Do whatever you please.

tomgungy:

Oh, you’re looking for the easy life, are you? I personally can’t blame you for the pursuit of the relaxing. It’s the purpose behind half of all the transformations that take place here, but may I suggest something better than the day by the beach, spa day, or Golden Girls marathon you’re expecting, may I suggest something a tad more religious in nature?

Oh, don’t give me the “no door to door solicitors” face. Trust someone a little, and come on!

Don’t be such a baby. It’s only a few more steps until we make it to the top. You know, it really is amazing what happens when something is set up without expectations. You give a random bunch of people a primitive culture and one man with enough vision, and they’ll surprise you.

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Here’s our case in point: Pooch, the canine guru. He holds the true secrets and knowledge of happiness. I see you’re confused. Please, let me explain.

A while ago Pooch came to us as a man, a philosophy professor as fate would have it. He encountered quite the mind-breaking conclusion, you see: nothing matters and everything is hopeless. He came to us seeking evidence that would deny his ideology, and I recommended time as a pup to chill his poor fried mind.

Strangely, he was the most pensive damn pup of the bunch. He was always off growling to himself while the other pups were playing. We were getting pretty worried about the little guy when he got a real wild tick on him. He kept barking and barking until he went hoarse.

At some point a researcher came in to try and figure out what was wrong, and Pooch here snagged the clipboard from the researcher and started writing using both of his little paws. We got the idea after that and gave him book after book to write in. He wrote his poor little paws raw before he allowed us to read the collection.

It was then that we knew we had a little guru on our hands. We gave him a place of meditation to his specifications for him and his new small following of pups to congregate. It’s so adorable to watch him bark his teachings to a class, but before you witness that, try reading this.

It’s Pooch’s published work, and it’s simply life changing. I hear that it brings you to ultimate fulfillment just by reading the words. I makes you realize the fallacy of living life as a man when you can live life as another’s best friend. In a way, you’ll become your own best friend, and in that you’ll find peace.

Of course, the book doesn’t say that. It just repeats the question “who’s a good boy” for pages on end, but I only know that because I read it after taken all the special precautions. No, it’s quite apparent from the way that you’re panting that you’ve gotten the brunt of Pooch’s convictions.

In which case, you must obey his first tenant to seek a master, and I think I have just the guy seeking a zen pup like yourself…

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Hey! I was hoping you could help me, basically I’m an average looking geeky guy but i really wanna be a hot muscular hung geek, so hot the jocks are literally cumming themselves trying to get me to do their homework. Any packages like that?

tomgungy:

Oh, you want the best of both worlds huh? You want muscles and a muscular mind? Well, it’s good you came here then. With the outside world being less progressive than ever, social cliques are all to singularly inclusive. You can’t be any more than one thing ever outside of these walls.

Come on! Let’s go break a stereotype!

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These are the glasses that will change your life. Why? You have heard that change is just a matter of perspective, right? Well, what changes your perspective more than glasses? Everything comes into focus when you give ‘em a try. Go ahead!

Are they a comfy fit? Oh, I know they seem a bit out of focus right now, but your eyes tend to adjust to those sorts of things over time. These in particular will help though. They were actually given a minorly hypnotic design upon realization. They will affect your conscious to some degree, but it will really go to town on the more innate parts of your brain.

For instance, do you feel bigger? That’s partially due to the glasses. They boost testosterone and, consequently, bulk out your confidence to amazing levels. It makes you very jock-like.

Of course, we couldn’t just leave it there. The hypnosis goes so deep to actually affect muscle growth. You should feel the rush now. It’s your blood flow distributing hormones you haven’t felt such a vast surplus of since puberty. That with a kick of adrenaline really gives it that rush. Not to mention, the world should feel a tad slower as you think faster.

It’s amazing, isn’t? Well, you look amazing. Would you care to take a photo for posterity? Yeah, really flex those new guns of yours. You can spare a smile. Come one, make it a photo that you can look back at fondly as the first day of the rest of your life.

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Very good! It’s even centered, isn’t it? Well, that must mean that your vision must be totally adjusted. Now it’s simply a question of your placement. How do you feel about tutoring? Why? Well, there’s a lot of meat-heads in the Youth program, and I’m sure they’d all love on our sitting next you while you talk on magnetic attraction and multiplication…

27 year old lady here. 5’6 with C breasts and what I think is a nice butt. Anything you have to make me a male?

tomgungy:

Welcome, miss! You’re the one who mailed ahead concerning a transformation to the male persuasion? Oh, good! I am always happy to extend an invitation to experience a gender I have had a lot of fun with in my years, so lets get the initiation to manhood rolling, shall we?

Follow me!

There is an ancient unspoken ritual to manhood that no man speaks of. It is sacred, even among each other, and to talk about it would be taboo beyond all reason. He would be ostracized and mocked, so of course you wouldn’t now of it. That is why I must do the unthinkable and show you.

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Behold masculinity, better known as the jack off room. This is were men come to be men in the Foundation. It’s kept simple, it’s kept stocked with rags and lube, and it’s masculine. I’d warn you to hide your C’s, but that’s the beauty of masculinity: it requires focus.

No you may have noticed that I brought you to a room that you’re not presently equipped to handle. Well, before you declare me incompetent, I have an incompetent sounding suggestion to make: have you ever tried jacking off?

No, I don’t mean masturbation. Both men and women can do that. No, I mean to ask if you’ve ever masturbated your penis. It may not be physical, but do you feel the masculine energy in this room? It’s enough to make a vagina get a hard on, and that’s what I’m counting on.

Go ahead and strip. Your a men in front of men. You’ll probably get more attention after you finish the process in all honesty. Now, grasp you penis. Put your fist in front of your crotch and shift in away and back towards your body. Well, don’t just stop! Do it again! Do it faster! Do it-

What was that? Did you just moan? Keep going! It’s okay to moan. Men show when they’re having a good time. Just keep it to the low register. That’s it! Like that! You’re a grunting man, and you’re enjoying the cock you were born with!

Wow, you’re really getting there. You’re C’s are at best A’s and going fast. Not to mention that chiseled, butch form! You’re looking like a real man now! Oh, you even have something in you hand! Stroke faster! You’re getting there! You’re getting there!

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Well done, sir! You’ve came for your first time, and as I predicted, interested a party. Why don’t you two clean up and retire to your our newest tenant’s quarters? You’ll find plenty of masculine features there. Who know? You both might even get distracted by a football game during.

Hi I’m a 20 year old, stressed out, skinny, white college student, and I was wondering if there was still space available for the bear package?

tomgungy:

Yes, we’re still allowing for bear entries. We always allow more, but we especially encourage it considering the recent outage preventing proper handling of the prearranged bear appointments. We’re hoping to get all of those finished before returning back to normal, but in the meantime, let’s see what we can do for you.

Sign this and follow me, please.

You’re a college student, correct? Well, normally we’d see to it that you’d join the Youth program. The Foundation encourages the finishing of college mostly on the grounds of learning what you enjoy, and normally we’d have to deny you that privilege in favor taking you to the Bear Den. Luckily, that lack of options is no longer present.

Welcome to the Bear Den Youth Program. It combines age old traditions of raising, teaching, and bringing young things such as yourself into the Brotherhood with a mix of our Youth program structure brought in. We bring the students, and they teach them in the ways of the bear in the great outdoors.

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This is Dean Woods, the director of this little program. He manages it all from here, his office, and he’ll be deciding who your mentor will be. You see the way he’s touching himself and looking at you? It’s an age old divination technique of the bears to decide apprenticeships. He also probably thinks your hot.

Oh, Professor Astley? You’re in for a treat! Follow me!

This is Professor Astley, and he will be your main mentor in this apprenticeship. He will show you the ways of the bear, but he specializes in the passive, relaxed nature of the Brotherhood of Bears. Stress from school, or life in general, is something that is heavily discouraged under his care, and he will see to it that you’ll learn to enjoy life simply.

Oh, I see his hedonistic sloth is infectious. You’re already getting furrier and bulkier, and the lazy look in you eyes tells a story all on their own. It also looks like the professor has your first lesson all lined up for you. I’ll go ahead and leave you to enjoy.

harvzilla:

Fantasy of the Day: Himboification

Your brain shrinking, your muscles pumping. A ripple of colour blasting through you as a the perfect tan blooms. A man steps out of the shadows and cups your now inflated bulge in it’s sexy underwear. The old you melted away and a sex driven slut ready to be ordered around stands where you once were.

shoutouts to @himboheaven and @dancinsatyr

No wait…don’t grab me…there….huhuhuh yeah dude

harvzilla:

If you found a Genie, what 3 wishes would you wish?

basic rules apply: no wishing for more wishes/genies.
no do all wishes, like if you want to transform it has to be specific. Think about your fantasies.

1. To not be able to get severely hurt no matter what I do, I can still get cuts and bruises but no life threatening injuries will come my way (this wish will make sense later)

2. To transform into a skater. A 21 year old, tanned, toned, lean muscular, skater boy with shoulder length blonde hair and a reckless, adventurious, stunt pulling attitude (which is where my first wish keeps me from doing something too stupid)

3. For my boyfriend to also have a cocky, laid back skater attitude and skater interests but to stay looking like his normal self cause he’s already hot in my opinion

Source: harvzilla

(Request for Noisilysaltyking)

You drank the potion that said it would make you hotter. You were expecting maybe bigger muscles or something. But at first all that happened was a nice tan, and any fat you had boiled away. You felt some slight muscles but not what you were expecting. Then suddenly you felt very strange as your ass started to inflate. It grew and it puffed out into a perfect bubble butt, your hands uncontrollably started to rub your ass. You let out a moan as you start to feel horny, you need some hot muscle man to fuck you nice and hard…

Source: irishenko