“License and registration please…” I sigh and give the cop my documents. I should have stopped at the intersection, I knew it, but I had ignored my gut and now I was going to pay the price. The cop was a young guy in his twenties, my age, yet looked every bit the cop with his slicked back hair and his trimmed moustache. “You ignored the stop sign at that intersection.” “Yes I did, sir” Maybe if I showed him some respect, the cop would be less harsh. I really really can’t afford a to pay a traffic ticket on my minimum wage student job. “Please sir, I know I was in the wrong but is there any chance you could leave it at a warning?” The cop grinned. “I just might… How about a blow job in the bushes?” Oh Christ! No way in hell I’m gonna do that!! I didn’t know what to say, I felt my cheeks reddening. A mix of anger, disgust and frustration was overwhelming my mind. “I… I … I can’t do that, sir” I managed to get out. The cop laughs out loud. “Don’t worry mate, I’ve got a different solution.” The guy grabs a small weird black square tablet out of his pocket. I hear a click and realise he has taken a picture of me. “I’ve got just the picture to match yours with. Some model I once saw on the internet…” the cop says vaguely. Is the guy mocking me? I’m not bad looking, but since I’m built like a bodybuilder with short cropped hair and pale skin I wasn’t exactly what you call a model. Then it hits me that the guy has taken a picture… of me!! This is seriously conflicting… The mere idea that some fag is going to jack off looking at a picture of me … At the other hand…no ticket? The cop gives my documents back and waves me off. I decide to not question it any longer. It’s a sunny day and I still have a lot of road to cover before I’m back at the university.
Damn, it’s too sunny… My car is starting to resemble an oven… I’m sweating like crazy. Also my head is hurting. Probably a light heat stroke… For some reason I’m having trouble recognizing the road. Am I still on the right way? Bah, my hair keeps falling into my eyes… Too bad it’s not long enough to tuck it behind my ears. Maybe I should get it cut… the bieberlook is starting to get old after all. Absentminded I scratch my chin. Whoaw! My skin feels really coarse! I shaved this morning! I take a quick glance in the mirror to see some light scruff on my cheeks and skin. It really accentuates my jawline quite well, I should skip shaving more often… Seems lighter too than my normal black scruff… But damn it, it looks awesome. I brush my hair out of my face and tuck the tips behind my ears. It’s hardly long enough to stay put though. A few more months waiting for it to grow and it would be long enough. Then I notice my arms…Immediately I hit the brakes, really panicking right now. It’s like I’m looking at the arms of a stranger… The first thing I see is they are tan and smooth. The hairs on my arms are just gone!! Even my freckles have somehow disappeared. They even look smaller!! Still muscular, but no longer the thirty inch biceps I was so proud of. I feel like screaming! I hardly notice I’m actually already sobbing.
A honking car makes me jump up. I’m driving in the wrong lane!! When did I start driving again? Quickly I manage to steer myself back into the right lane. Man, where the hell had I been with my thoughts!! I really should pay more attention to the road! This damned heat… Oh yes! A red light! Finally! I can use the small pause to remove my shirt. It’s wet and kinda loose. Thought I had taken a smaller size this morning? No… Must have grabbed one from the wrong basket! This shirt is obvious a few sizes too big. I throw the sweaty shirt on the backseat, enjoying the coolness on my smooth fit body. A cold and unfamiliar feeling hits me between my pecs and around my neck. I look down to see two dog tags dangling… Of course, without my shirt the cool steel now hits my chest, that’s what I felt… I shake my head. What is up with me this day… It’s like I can’t think logically anymore. Whoa! I’m driving next to the woods again. Did I somehow turn around? No, would have noticed that… Stupid heat! Strangely enough I’m hardly sweating. I peek in the mirror. For a minute I suddenly lose control over the wheel. Okay, something is seriously wrong with me… Why did I just freak out like that? I look in the mirror again. Nothing wrong here! Just my normal face… Good god I’m hot! I sweep through my long shoulder length honey brown hair, whilst keeping one eye on the road. Speaking of eyes… There is something wrong with mine… They are so blue… That’s not right! I blink a few times. Flecks of green appear in the blue, pushing it aside. As I blink again, the blue is completely replaced with a nice olive green. I feel somehow relieved, this is how it should be… Why had they looked blue? Too late I realise I missed a stop sign. And someone else noticed it too. A police car appears behind me and gestures me to stop. I park the car and roll the window down.
“License and registration please…” I smile and give the cop my documents. I should have stopped at the intersection, I knew it, but I had been to occupied with my strange reflection and now I was going to pay the price. The cop was a young guy in his twenties, about ten years younger than me, yet looked every bit the cop with his slicked back hair and his trimmed moustache. “You ignored the stop sign at that intersection.” “Yes I did, sir” Showing a bit of respect never hurt anyone. Who knows he might even let me go with a warning! Though I can easily afford to pay a traffic ticket with my job as a professional model. “Please sir, I know I was in the wrong. What will be my due?” The cop grinned. “How about a blow job in the bushes?” I can’t help but smile. The guy is certainly cute enough. God knows I’ve been fucked by uglier guys. That’s how I rose to the top after all… “Just a blow job? Too bad… You see, I’ve got a long road ahead of me and my butt is quite hungry…” The cop laughs out loud. “Oh I’ll gladly help you out! But before we do that!” He grabs a small square tablet. “Yeah, thought already that you reminded me of someone. You look just like this model.” On the screen is a photo of some ugly hairy overly muscled young guy next to a picture of a handsome model that looks exactly like me.
“Cool! Maybe he is my secretive twin” There’s a flashing red button on the screen that says ‘seal physical and mental changes’. Something inside my mind is nagging me about it. But I can feel my dick standing full mast already. I’ve often fantasized about guys in cop uniform. I’m so horny right now! All I want right now is that cop’s dick in my mouth and after that I want that hot young stud to fuck me raw! I grab the tablet, press the annoying flashing button and throw it on the seat next to mine. No distractions! I want that cock!!
Walking in the woods you come across a strange box half buried in the ground. Picking it up, it’s a dark green colour and looks rather fancy. Opening the box due to curiosity you find inside are a couple of tusks. However, they are hollow.
Finding them very odd, you think it’d be funny to put them in your mouth and see what you would look like with tusks. They fit almost perfectly, and looking in your phone you see they look quite goofy and make your mouth appeared stretched. In fact your brow is pulling a stern face.
Having taken a photo, you decide to take them out and leave them. However, you discover there is a problem. They have stuck themselves to your mouth. Talking is slightly difficult with this in, and looking back in your phone you see your ears have sticked out a bit and facial hair is growing. Not only that your skin looks fairly sickly green.
Grunting you feel a tightness against your skin. You tear your clothes free from your growing body. Revealed is a dark emerald green set of muscles. Bigger than you could have ever wanted, and covered in hair.
Your mind is happy with this, and in fact feels freedom from those horrid things.
“Orc is free” you manage to say, your brain turning into mush and giving in to the orc who you were now.
Wait…where the hell am I? Why am I in a tank and shirtless? What’s going on. My arm started flexing and as soon as the camera flash went off…I remembered everything, I’m here with my bros!
I saw this singlet at the mall and got it for a laugh, like what sort of dumb jock would want to dress like that and fuck up his grades? I put it on though and flex just for a joke, but when I did, suddenly i swole up a bit. It freaked me out but kept happenin like I dont even know! Like I was trying to take it off but then I had to flex. Now look at me dudes! Damn right I got buff! Love flexin these muscles, damn don’t know how it happened but it looks good on me now. I think this is who I really was deep down, you know? I want to kiss these ‘ceps that I worked so hard for!
“You’re so
hilarious dude! Me, Aaron Jackson, a nerd? You sure you not hurt your head, coz
for me your brain fucked up, bro. No, I don’t even know you, so how can I be
your roommate? I don’t like nerd, never make friend with one. They talkin’ shit
bout jocks, never chill, readin’ book all the time and talkin’ bout big thing
like their opinion matter. They claimed to be smart but have no clue bout
sports, fuckin’ pathetic. I wonder why people like you want to wastin’ your
youth stressin bout score. Ah, that’s why you become like this rite? Thinkin’
that I’m your roomie, well you better stop studyin’ or soon you’ll think me as
your boyfriend,” said Aaron to his “ex” roommate, Cole
“It must be
the cap and the necklace. I’ve to free him from that cursed shit!”
“Wow, wow,
dude, it’s ma stuff. Watch your hands! Wow, wow, what did I said bout watch yo
hands, keep that pasty hands of yours away from ma cap, get the hell out, dude,”
said aaron, defending himself from Cole and pushed him away
“Yo dude,
wassup with this nerd?” said one of his jock bros
“He tried to
wreck ma stuff. Look what he had done to my cap, dustin’ it with sand,” said
Aaron to his bros
“Fuckin’
nerd. If you want it, here, I’ll put it on for you. We have plenty of it,”
“No, no,
keep that thing away fro me, no, no, don’t do it, I don’t want to be a
meathead,”
“Damn dude,
we wanted nothing from you and you called us meathead, fuckin’ harsh dude, way
too harsh. Spencer, you might have to knocked him off,” said the leader of the
group, Miles
“Finally, a
nerd to clean my pit, c’mere you nerd, whiff this pit and become one of us,”
*The Next
Morning*
“Wow Cole. Don’t you think it’s too early?” said Aaron to his best friend who’s having a business
“Nothin’ too early for this. It looks like you’ve a friend that get excited too down there, eh?” said Cole, realizing Aaron’s morning wood
Aaron smiled at his best friend and said
“You know me too well dude. You mind if I sniff your socks while doin’ it?”
“Someone becomin’ a good boy this morning. Here, take a whiff, and lick it till clean, I want to use it to the party tonight, the smell turn bitches on,” said Cole, continuing his business while his friend enjoying the taste and the smell of a real alpha
Kyle logged onto the tutoring website to make some extra money to pay for school. He was smart and if he could offer help to struggling students or dumb jocks alike, it didn’t matter. But once he logged in and started a session with his first customer…he drew a complete blank. He suddenly forgot all the math and science he prides himself on.
His blond hair grew longer and messier, his skin tanned and as his muscles puffed out they drew more blood away from his brain. His shirt dissolved and his jeans turned into white basketball shorts. He felt a dumb laugh “huhuhuh” fall out of his mouth as the screen changed to some nerd “so what do you need help with today Kyle?” “Uh..probably that math shit, I gots a test in a few days, can’t bomb it or I’ll lose my aid bro”
Yeah dude…he’s looking at you. He’s starting into your eyes, into your brain, burrowing deep and pushing you out. He’s evicting you from your own head, letting it empty out until your just a hot muscle bro like him. Who the fuck needs to think right? Let big bro think for ya…so empty…so dumb….you want it to stop but it feels too damn good…yeah that’s it bro flex! Flex! Flex!
Jeff was a gamer guy with shirt blond hair and glasses who was staying at home playing some video games but of course he got the munchies. He called a local pizza place and ordered a veggie pizza since he didn’t like meat much. He waited around the pizza to come which took longer but he heard the doorbell and answered it. The delivery guy had a weird smell and sounded slow but he shrugged it off and paid the guy then took the pizza to the kitchen. “Now to eat up!” He eats a slice and feels weird so he smells the pizza and it as a weird smell too. “Huh I guess new veggies or something.” He feels his head tingle as his hair grows longer and turns dark brown. Then his muscles begin to show a little. “Woah man I feel weird.” He grows a goatee as he feels dumber. “Duuude I got the munchies.” He grabs another slice and wolfs it down then feels his shirt and jeans changed to some baggy weed smelling clothes. He eats another slice as his DC shoes turn into scuffed up vans with no socks. His mind gets all cloudy from the years of smoking. “Duuude gotta go out with the gang and get some hash.” With that he leaves the house with some cash ready to buy for his buds.
Thanks dude 🙂
Tom was happy when it finally downloaded. The chronivac program had a lot of rumors floating around about what it was capable of. Tom finally found a few website posts that gave him links to each other and once he was deep enough in the Internet he found a place to buy and download it. He nervously opened it up and let out a sigh of relief when he saw the program, half worried it could have been a virus or something.
The screen said “subject located: Tom” and then listed his stats
Name: Tom West Age: 24 Species: human Race: Caucasian (white) Sexual orientation: bi IQ: 115 Weight: 150 lbs (mostly fat) Height: 5’4 Body type: average (slightly overweight) Social status: unpopular college student (nerd subcategory)
“Yikes it can really know all that?” He wondered. Next to all the info was a picture of him and he had options to change all that himself, or let the program randomly decide.
He was sick of being nerdy so he looked through the social options and saw “popular college student (jock)” and choose that right away. Since it was a whole category it changed all the stats for him and he pressed “go” before he saw all the changes it made.
Name: Johnny West Age: 21 Species: human Race: Caucasian (tanned) Sexual orientation: heterosexual IQ: 95 Weight: 140 lbs (mostly muscle) Height: 6’2 Body type: muscular (sports and gym goer) Social status: popular college student (jock subcategory) Mental changes: yes Awareness of change: none
He caught a glimpse of that when the picture change. “No wait I didn’t want to be stupid!” He shouted but the changes started before he could grab the keyboard. His skin tingled and tanned nicely. His muscles pulsed and hurt and started to balloon out, especially his upper body but he didn’t forget leg day either. His brownish hair got shorter and styled itself as his too tight clothes changed into a black t-shirt and some athletic shorts.
His mind started to dumb down as he forgot a lot of info from college and high school. But he remembered a ton of info about football plays. He gave a dumb grin as he flexed his big bicep and admired it. Forgetting why he was in front of a computer, that shit was for nerds! (Sorry if it’s so long winded, I saw this pic and just had to do a story, but this is my first chronivac story)
The camping trip was going off without a hitch, until someone brought a case of “bro beer” no one knew what it was but drank it anyway, not realizing what it would do to them…until it was too late. They strutted around shirtless and showing off the big muscles they didn’t have yesterday. Here’s the group photo and it would be a trip they wouldn’t forget
Muscle Tf Lover 