You shouldn’t have opened the door when those dumb neighborhood kids knocked. You shouldn’t have accepted that hat from their leader. You just wanted to play along so they’d stop making all that noise outside. But now it was too late. You stared down at your now smooth teenage body. Your too large shirt long discarded. Firm abs like you never had at that age glistening in the heat. Young, sun-kissed skin grazed with freckles and a touch of acne. Your hair long at the top now and shaved at the sides. Small nose, ears a little too big, eyes dark and empty and mouth hanging open – waiting for orders. You gazed into the distance with your dumb kid face as your leader turned the hat and then that was it. You were part of his crew now of dumb punk kids. You lived to set off fire crackers, play with airsoft guns and torment the cranky adults. Maybe push a few into joining you. You kicked off your shoes letting your small bare feet feel the hot ground, protected by layers of dirt and scar tissue on the bottom. And finally you accepted the shorts from one of your new crew, letting them sag, as you did you casted off the lasts bits of your old boring self. Time to make some noise!
YOU’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME! I AM SO TIRED OF THIS SHIT! WHITE PRIVILEGE IS NOT A THING, I WORKED HARD TO GET WHERE I AM. YOU ACT LIKE, BECAUSE YOU’RE GAY, YOU HAVE IT SO FUCKING HARD!!!
This was most of your conversations with your dorm mate, you still don’t understand how this happened. Trey was blind as a bat when it came to social issues. Always throwing out micro-agressions and not even realizing it, a basic white asshole. You two seemed to be always arguing, and it was getting old, you had the rest of the year to deal with this fuck. The worst part was, you were so attracted to him, and it pissed you off.
Trey was your typical straight white frat-boyesque tool, and he should have repulsed you, but something made you so hard. Maybe it was his ignorance, looks, or general dumbass nature, you didn’t know but you knew he was on your mind while jerking.
You were jerking one day, and your best friend, Emilio stopped by and decided to walk right inside. He was quite amused that your were rubbing one out, until he pried the picture of Trey out of your hands. Emilio’s ultra liberal personality flipped a switch and he lost it on you.
Cussing, swearing, angry as fuck, Emilio activated something deep down within himself, fully unaware.
“I hope you’re happy with that fucker, you two must have so much in common,” was all Emilio needed to say and his anger dissipated.
He simply turned around, crumpled the picture, through it over his shoulder, and left.
What neither of you knew is that Emilio had lineage to ancient gods, and a power that was hidden deep within. As the day went on, you found yourself daydreaming about Trey, more than usual. You were thinking about how good he looked and how you wish you could look like that.
Shaking your head, you silenced the foreign thoughts and went on about your academic business. Sitting in Advanced Theories of a Macro World, you found yourself bored, where you were normally quite enthralled. It was weird, but the discussion seemed stupid and pointless. YOu couldn’t understand why people kept talking about other races and how they were oppressed. People had to make their own way, it takes hard work.
“Fuck,” you thought, what am I thinking.
The day went on and all of your classes went similiar to the first.
YOu headed home and went into the bathroom, to splash water on your face and take an aspirin for the headache that was ensuing. Yet you became quickly distracted when you saw Trey’s clothing. He must have left his polo, boxer briefs, and shorts in the bathroom. Not even thinking, you put it all on and looked at yourself in the mirror.
You noticed, your hair had lightened, and your face seemed more defined. YOu looked like Trey and it was really weird. You found your self exploring your body, as your hands ran over your skin, it felt different, your muscles felt like they were getting stronger by the second.
“What the fu…,” your voice cracked and fell like a stone. YOu grabbed your throat in surprise. All of this was turning you on, this excitement was making you hard. You grabbed your swollen and long cock and began to jerk again, trying to think about Trey, but for some reason, hot naked women came to mind.
You were both disgusted and turned on and your hands wouldn’t stop moving. It felt so good, but you were imagining that it was a tight pussy.
Suddenly you stopped, horrified at what was happening. In a state of panic, you went to the mirror, only to see a face that looked like it could be Trey’s brother looking back.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you said, the more you jerked the more you seemed to change. You took the clothing off, but you were still hard and looking this blonde looking frat boy reflection wasn’t helping. You tried hard to think gay thoughts, to reclaim your sexuality, you started to think about how you could help other in need, but it wasn’t going well. Conservative, thoughts, arrogant confidence, and ego-centric beliefs were burning into your head. Whatever was happening was killing your empathy, turning you into a rich, white, tool.
YOu realized your hands were jerking you off again, your head was pounding and you couldn’t stop any of it. You felt like you were drugged, your brain felt slow and words were difficult to grasp. Memories of being a business major, frat boy, and president of the young conservatives on campus, pushed their way to the front.
Your cock felt so good, and you were so close to cumming. Moaning you felt the last of you changing, you couldn’t fight it anymore. As you erupted, your new life locked into place, you became Ryan Stillman, younger brother to Trey Stillman.
Your dad paid to make sure you and Trey got into school and were dorm mates. Trey was the fucking best and he totally got you. You both loved to party and fucck chicks. Neither of you would go very far in life, but that didn’t matter as long as those stupid fucking liberals stayed out of your sexual conquest.
“Yeah, dude, you should try these on”, Calvin says as he hands Dave the
size 14 flip flops and a shell necklace. Dave takes them and looks at
them; “I don’t know, these are huge! They are like twice the size of my
feet! Plus, the flip flops kinda smell like they have been used!”
“I know man, it will be funny! Go put them on”, he says as he pushes
Dave into a dressing room. Dave looks in the mirror and shrugs, Why not?
He quickly shucks his shirt and slides the necklace over his shirt, the
shell hanging on his bare chest. He then takes off his sneakers and
socks, putting on the giant flip flops.
It felt a like an electric shock run through his body, and Dave groaned.
His feet begin to feel like they are cramping. He groans as he feels
his feel swell larger. His eyes bulge out as he sees his toes and feet
stretching larger and bigger. Within a few seconds, he sees his feet fit
perfectly in his size 14 flip flops. “Whoa!”, he says, feeling his new
huge feet!
Dave gasps as he sees thick blonde clumps of hair sprout out on the good
of his feet and even on his toes. It was a sharp contrast to his brown
hair. Dave sniffs the air and notice his new feet were kind of stinky.
As he was examining his new feet, his next changes struck. He felt his
legs swelling, stretching longer, making him taller. Muscles formed,
giving him muscular and vascular legs. His brown leg hair sucked into
his body, being replaced with much more blonde hair. Within seconds his
legs at covered in a veritable jungle of blonde hairs.
Dave felt his and contract and ache, so he groaned and grabbed them. He
could feel his abs becoming hard and defined under his hand! Soon, he
had a six pack of rock hard abs! Plus, he noticed a sparse trail of
blonde hair creeping up past his shorts and around his navel! Dave stood
back up and noticed he was now taller! His torso was stretching out
too! He looked down and saw more hair around his belly button. The hairs
were getting much thicker!
Just then, it felt like Dave was simultaneously having an incredible
orgasm and getting kicked in the balls! He moaned in pleasure and pain
as he shocked his shorts. He saw a huge bulge in his boxers, much bigger
than before. Diving his hands down the front he feels there is a lot
more to him than before! He shucks the boxers as well, leaving them to
in a pile on the floor next to his huge, hairy feet. Dave gasps at what
he sees!
A huge cock dangles from his groin, jutting out from a huge tangled
jungle of blonde pubes. It was at least 8 inches soft. He grasps it in
his hands, feeling the girth. He let out a small moan. He see that his
balls as well were much bigger, although they were hard to see with all
his pubes now. Examining his cock, Dave notices that he now that a
foreskin over his head. He touches it, and shivers from the sensation.
His rod begins to pump full of blood, slowly filling with blood.
He looks down and notice that the blond fur was travelling up his torso.
His stomach was already covered in a thick rug. Dave spied thick blonde
hairs spreading up his forearms too! It was so thick, and it made his
arms look so manly. He notices veins pumping up and down his arms as
well. He groans as he feels his biceps plump up, slowly becoming larger
and harder. Soon enough, Dave had fully developed biceps, with muscular
hairy arms.
Suddenly, Dave felt a strong itching sensation under his arms. He
reached to scratch them and notices a thick blonde bush sticking out of
his pits, and it was still growing! His chest begins to itch as well, as
thick hairs squirm out in the center and.around his nipples. Dave feels
his chest puff up, slowly swelling with muscle. This was insane!
He rubbed his hands over his pecs as they slowly swelled up to the size
of an NFL player. He also felt all the hair growing as well, quickly
becoming a thick rug. His shell necklace was almost totally lost in the
thick curly hairs. He scratched his armpit again, noting the hair was
even thicker. Dave noticed he was starting to smell a bit like BO too.
As his chest finished growing, and the rug on his chest stopped in it’s
growth, he grabbed his huge rod, which was fully hard. He grasped it in
his now huge, calloused, hairy hands. He moaned as he pumps up and down.
Dave felt thick blonde stubble sprout all over his face, giving him a
thick scruff. His facial features became more brutish and masculine.
After stroking his erection for a few moments, Dave was about to cum, he
leaned his head back and moaned as a huge load shot out of his new
cock. As he moaned, he felt a huge pressure in the.back of his neck. A
massive, prominent Adams apple grows out of his neck. Dave moans again,
his huge Adams apple bobbing up and down. Dave is statyled by how deep
and masculine his moan was. He shot another load all over himself. As he
orgasmed, his brain felt funny. He was finding it harder to think. He
shot another load and a dumb look came over him. It almost felt like his
brain was shrinking!
After his huge orgasm had subsided, Dave sat there, naked and panting. A
stupid look dawned on his scruffy face. A string of drool dribbled down
his lip. “Duuuude. That felt fucking awesome”, He said to himself in
his new deep,voice. Dave searched his mind for what he was doing in
this dressing room? Why wasn’t he at the beach with his surf board? He
was missing killer waves right now! Plus all the hot girls were at the
beach!
Dave pulled up his boxers and pants, showing off an obscene bulge in his
pants. He slipped into his size 14 flip flops. He opens the door and
exits, heading straight for the beach. Dave was now a 25 year old
surfer, dumb as a box of rocks, with his mind only able to think about
fucking and surfing. He kind of stunk, showing off the fact that basic
hygiene was out of the realm of Dave’s intellect. He walked out of the
store as a massive, hung, hairy surfer stud, 6 foot 3, and 230 pounds.
Dave headed for the beach, and headed to his new life.
Nobody at the gym could quite explain what happened to your personal trainer Chet. He’d just gone home with some big-titted bimbo at the bar and come in the next day a little unfocused, unable to remember the routines.
You knew something was definitely up when the day after Chet kept giggling uncontrollably and you had to practically lead him to every machine to spot you. Not only that but he had a hell of a pec pump considering it wasn’t chest day and he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off his nipples.
By day 3 Chet was just mostly staring blankly as you worked out. His pecs looked massive and bounced with each of your reps, sometimes eliciting a small pleasurable grunt from him. Part way through the bench press you realized he was just staring at your crotch and drooling. You put down your weights, this had to stop.
“Listen Chet I’ve got a girlf-” you put your hand on his chest and felt it sink into his massive hairy pec flesh. You swallow dryly as his other hand tugs one of his fat nipples and you’re drawn to the hairy gulf between them. When you notice Chet’s rock hard in his gym shorts you peel away and head home.
On day 4 Chet doesn’t show up for work. The guys at the gym ask you to swing by his place and you know you shouldn’t but you can’t help yourself. Last night your girlfriend had so many problems and ideas and her body felt so flat you couldn’t even get it up.
The door to Chet’s apartment is cracked open and a groaning sound is coming from inside. All it takes is seeing Chet on his couch, sucking the nipple of his own massive pec as he rubs one out for you to strip off your clothes and forget your girlfriend. You need this big-titted himbo for yourself.
Of course a full day of fucking makes it pretty easy to not notice how light headed you’re getting…or that tingle in your nipples.
(Request for outkast1728, who also provided the pic)
Dean had finally gotten some great news in his email, he had won the kingdom hearts fan contest he enrolled in, there were several winners but all the winners would get a cosplay of a character of their choice and get to take a green screen picture in a world from the game. My out had to send in pictures and bar codes and such to prove you had every game (not counting remakes) along with the systems to play each, then out of the qualified fans some would be chosen. Dean told them his size and picked Roxas as his character in a reply email he sent and then got told the time and place. He went and was excited when he saw the costume. It was Roxas’ standard outfit (not his organization cloak) he got dressed and was ready for the pictures.
He started to feel weird though like a shiver going through his whole body once he finished putting everything on. He felt his skin start to get slightly tanner as his body formed some lean muscle. He felt himself get slightly taller as his feet grew a little bit, but he himself was getting younger. Maybe about 15 or 16. He looked around and the green screen changes to twilight town, which he recognized as his home town where he grew up.
He shook his head and he felt a sharp pain in both his head and his heart, his heart vanished as he was a nobody and didn’t have one, and his mind was reshaping itself. His mind changed so that he wouldn’t even notice not having a heart as abnormal, he remembered his childhood friends who he’s still been with. He hears a strange (to him) sound as the camera flashes and he is transported to the actual twilight town, out of instinct he put his hands out a summoned his key blades looking around. His head felt very itchy as his black hair shifted and changed into the blond spiked hair of his new persona, his voice shifted to be a little hirer and despite being a teen he felt a wave of innocence cloud his mind, there were only so many things in this town he could think about. His mind was confused by 4 sets of conflicting memories, one from dean, one from sora, one from the original life Roxas had and the other his current one. He hated this headache and voluntarily began letting his mind throw away everything from Dean’s life, most things from Sora’s and everything from Roxas’ original. He was Roxas, he lived in twilight town, he just lived life carefree and relaxed. The key blades vanished as his new life settled in, then he remembered a sad truth… there was only one week left of summer vacation!
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