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Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Pride

Happy Pride Month!

I appreciate all of the love you guys have been giving my captions - my DMs are always open for TF requests! I'll be trying to do more story captions to go along with photos but wanted to share this quick TF to celebrate the start of Pride.

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A Supernatural Haunting

It should have been an easy case. There had been sightings of a ghostly spirit at a spooky old abandoned house - just a standard haunting, from the sound of it. Dean told Sam he'd be able to handle it by himself and suggested his brother take the night off and relax at their motel.

"Anyone here?" Dean called out. The front door to the house creaked open and he stepped inside. No one had resided there in decades, leaving the interior a state of chaotic disarray.

The ghost materialized from thin air, suddenly standing in front of Dean with a mischevious grin. The ghost was a shirtless beefy man in his 50s wearing a tight pair of leather pants.

"You're mine, pretty boy," The ghost growled, reaching his arm towards Dean.

Before Dean could react, the spirit had grabbed him by the shoulder. Upon contact, Dean's entire body was enveloped in a ghostly glow. As quickly as he appeared, the ghost was gone, leaving Dean alone.

"What the hell was that?" Dean asked himself, panting heavily. His body still had the ghostly mist surrounding it. Maybe he did need Sam's help, after all...

Glancing downwards, he noticed his clothes were starting to shimmer from the magical mist. His jacket and shirt dematerialized, leaving him bare chested. Dean's already athletic build was pumping up, his pecs pushing outwards into two meaty slabs while his arms surged with veiny, corded muscle.

Dean was starting to panic, realizing he was being possessed by the ghost. He needed to get back to the motel - Sam would know how to stop this! Dean tried to move but found himself frozen in place - the ghost was fighting for control of him.

Dean's blue jeans darkened and grew tight, the material shifting to leather. Dean's ass grew round and juicy while his cock hardened, thickening to a fat chode. His calves and thighs erupted with definition, filling out the leather pants he was now wearing nicely.

Dean looked down at his new body in horror, powerless to stop the changes. A pelt of thick black hairs covered his chest and stomach - he now had the body of a beefy middle aged daddy. Dean's stubble lengthened into a well groomed beard, while his hair darkened to black. His face shifted, morphing into a replica of the ghost's features.

Buck smiled, having fully taken over Dean's body. He had been stuck as a ghost for decades, biding his time until he could possess someone and get his body back. It felt amazing to be corporeal again; he flexed his arms, admiring his veiny biceps. He was stoked to be back, and had every intention of putting his new body to good use.

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Twink Wash

Inspired by the great videos of @oddityfactory

Frank was feeling pumped after hitting arms and shoulders at the gym. He strutted confidently into the gym's locker room, drenched in sweat from the grueling workout. As he tossed his sweaty workout clothes into the locker, a young man approached him.

"Excuse me, sir?" The man asked softly, "Would you be interested in trying our new product?"

Frank gave the man a quick appraisal. The kid looked like he was barely out of college, with the weak skinny body of someone who'd never touched a dumbbell in his life. Probably a queer, Frank guessed.

"What are you selling?" Frank growled. He didn't have time for this.

"Not selling anything, sir! I'm Liam with Twink Co, and we're soft launching our new body wash and offering free samples to gym members." The man handed Frank a bright pink bottle with the words "Twink Wash" emblazoned across it.

Frank shrugged. Looked a bit feminine for his tastes, but he wasn't one to turn down anything for free. "Thanks, kid," Frank grunted, heading towards the showers with the bottle in his hand.

After a quick rinse under the showerhead, Frank squeezed the bright pink lotion from the bottle into his hands. The scent was the sweet smell of cotton candy and bubblegum, a far cry from his usual sandalwood and cedar body wash. He rubbed the soap onto his beefy muscular pecs, a pink mist enveloping him as he lathered up. He actually didn't mind the smell, and the lotion felt great on his skin. He was starting to get aroused - he was sporting a stiffy, which would normally mortify Frank in a public place.

The soap began to sparkle, working its magic. Frank grew shorter, losing nearly a foot of his height in a matter of seconds. His thick veiny arms deflated, morphing into two skinny twigs. The dark brown hairs covering Frank's body vanished, leaving him hairless from the neck down. His thick, chiseled torso narrowed, his broad shoulders slimming while his defined abs flattened into a tight smooth tummy.

Frank realized he was losing the muscles he'd worked so hard for, but he felt too good to care. His body continued to grow leaner, his bulky calves and thighs transforming into dainty, delicate legs. Even Frank's manhood was not immune from the magic, his raging hardon shrinking down to a fraction of its former glory.

Frank's thick bushy beard thinned into stubble before retracting back into his chin altogether, leaving him cleanshaven. His dark brown hair lightened to a bright pink as his gruff, hardened features softened. Frank grew much younger, regressing from a man in his midforties back to his early twenties.

The gymbro that had been Frank was gone; in his place was a cute young twink named Freddy. Freddy finished up his shower before heading back out to the lockers.

"So, how was it?" Liam asked with a grin.

"So good, babe! I feel like a totally new man!" Freddy giggled in excitement. Freddy couldn't help but ogle Liam; as Frank, Liam had seemed weak and soft, but Freddy thought Liam was hot as hell.

"I'm so glad you're a satisfied customer," Liam smirked.

Freddy leaned in close to Liam, caught up in his lust. He wrapped his hands around the other man, pulling him in closer. "Maybe I can show my satisfaction to you somehow?" Freddy offered, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

A man scoffed behind them. Liam and Freddy turned to see a jock standing at one of the nearby lockers, looking at their public display of affection with disgust.

Freddy and Liam grinned - the jock was hot, but he'd be even hotter as a twink.

"Excuse me, sir," Freddy said to the jock, approaching with the bottle of Twink Wash, "Would you be interested in trying our new product?"

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Jackson's Jersey

Jackson Whittemore was the team's star player. When he transferred to a different campus right before playoffs, the Beacon Hills Cyclones thought they were doomed. Fortunately, Jackson had left his jersey behind. Scott McCall convinced Stiles Stilinksi, the team's glorified bench warmer, to put Jackson's jersey on.

A magical glow enveloped Stiles, his shoulders broadening while his lean arms thickened with muscle. Stiles looked down at his body in awe as he transformed into Jackson.

Scott and Jackson grinned at eachother. The two co-captains high fived, ready to lead their team to victory.