Two unlikely roommates are changed forever after accidentally changing their best and worst traits in hopes to improve how they get along.
Jay Johnson (JJ) was a meek twink. The college junior, at this point, wasn't a late bloomer but rather someone who'd never break out of their shell. His 5' 8" stature and inability to put on muscle hampered his confidence. Though he was gay, he was incredibly envious. Some would even call JJ an incel. Throughout college, he'd never been able to get with anyone. To cope, he'd blame it on the college. There simply weren't enough gay men around and the ones there were were simply too weird or too ugly or just not his type. What was his type? Well like many gay men, JJ yearned for a tall strong man. A masculine man who could satisfy JJ's needs, but unfortunately a man like that didn't exist in JJ's life. And so, he filled his romantic life with lusting after straight men he'd never have. Whether hot football players or a cute guy in the library, JJ would fantasize about what it'd be like to finally have a guy like that.
Trouble arose when a guy like that did enter his life. JJ had previously lived alone in his dorm for most of his college years, but this year, due to budget cuts, he'd have to have a roommate. JJ wasn't known for his friendships, so he'd be slotted in with someone random. Come move-in, JJ discovered his new roommate for the next year. Zachariah Gattouzo (Zach) was a hulking figure of a man. The 6' 2" former soccer player towered over JJ. His veins decorated his sculpted muscles. His voice deep and slow. JJ couldn't imagine a more perfect man, and now he'd be his roommate.
This is where the good news ended, however. Though he was the perfect man to JJ, he was far from the perfect roommate. Zach was loud and messy. He rarely cleaned up after himself and left his dirty laundry around the dorm. JJ was a neat freak, and despised the odor that came from Zach and his belongings after his long escapades at the gym and whatever else that happened behind his dorm room door. The only saving grace was that the two had separate rooms, but that did little to prevent the messiness from spilling over. In spite of this, JJ still caught himself ogling at Zach. He'd often jaunt around the dorm shirtless, exposing his pillowy pecs and deep cut abs. The nights were Zach wasn't out partying, the two might strike up conversation and JJ would get the chance to stare into his piercing eyes, glance at his white smile, and listen to his smooth voice. Though JJ would often pick up on subtle slip ups from Zach. He wasn't outright homophobic, but he definitely thought less of JJ and JJ knew the two would never be close friends.
These talks, however, were infrequent as Zach would rarely be doing anything other than partying at night. In fact, most nights, Zach would bring back some lucky girl. JJ rarely went out and would be subject to listening to the loud duo behind closed doors. He hated the slamming and shaking, but deep down he enjoyed it, wishing that he could experience what sleeping with such a man would be like. JJ would pleasure himself deep into the night as nothing more than an incel, eagerly fantasizing about something he'd never have. He'd stroke his average penis and imagine what it'd be like to be like Zach. To command a room, to have all eyes on him, and to be able to get any girl he'd want. Instead, JJ was meek and quiet, unable to get any gay man within a 100 mile radius. This emptiness ate away at him. His thoughts would spiral, then interrupted by Zach's guttural moans and the girl's euphoric screams.
JJ laid in bed reeling from his first week with Zach. From messiness, to subtle homophobia, to JJ's growing jealousy. He was being driven mad and lustful of Zach, and he couldn't keep this lifestyle up for much longer. He got no sleep, started dosing off in classes, and his hatred for himself only grew with each thought of how perfect Zach was. JJ pondered how things ended up like this. He looked up to the ceiling of his dorm, and wished that him and Zach could get along. Drifting off to sleep, JJ put in earplugs to try and drown out whatever Zach was doing behind closed doors. Once JJ fell asleep, his alarm clock began to light up. The glitched pixels flashed an array of numbers rapidly. "Trait roulette protocol beginning."
JJ woke the next morning. Rather than feeling tired from his late night of attempted sleep, he rose with a newfound energy. He looked down at his legs and rather than seeing his scrawny, short legs, he saw toned, well-carved legs. JJ panicked. Something was wrong, perhaps he was still dreaming. As he stood, everything around him looked much smaller. JJ stumbled as his larger feet caught his fall. As he looked down to catch himself, JJ's eyes are drawn to his torso. Replacing his bird-like body that hadn't seen a push-up since high school gym class was a body of marble. His firm pecs protruded from his body and decorated with hard nipples. His abs were well defined with a V cut drawing into his tight fitting underwear that wrapped itself around his larger quads. JJ couldn't help put snap a picture of his new self in the mirror. His cocky smug face glanced down at the phone, delighted in what he found. His hair was perfectly styled despite just getting up. His nose was narrow and sharp. His eyes demanded attention. This was everything JJ wanted to be. Masculine, tall, muscular. JJ's dream came true and he couldn't wait to see how this new self fared in finally getting laid. But before he got ahead of himself, JJ wanted to check out the rest of him.
JJ locked the bathroom door and quickly took his underwear off. To his surprise, his dick was the one thing that didn't change. It was the same average size cock. Nothing terrible, but compared to the rest of his body, it looked out of place. Though JJ couldn't complain given the rest of him was given such an upgrade. Deciding to get ready, JJ began pissing. He looked down at the toilet bowl, much taller than before. His large feet splayed firmly on the ground. As he pissed, his dick sprang alive. Fuck, JJ had never felt such a surge of horniness before. His hardened cock splashed piss against the bathroom floor. In spite of his erection, JJ awkwardly moved his larger frame to the ground with a piece of toilet paper to clean up his mess.
JJ decided to hit the gym. He wanted to show off his body to the rest of campus and see just how strong his new body was. Throwing on some gym clothes Zach had left in his room, JJ left the dorm. As he left, his alarm clock began to glitch once again.
"Round 1: Completed. Height: Player 1 copied from Player 2. Muscularity: Player 1 copied from Player 2. Sexual desires: Player 1 copied from Player 2 (in progress)"
"Round 2: Beginning. Sexual desires: Player 1 copied from Player 2. Genitalia: Player 1 given to Player 2. Habitation Preferences: Player 1 copied from Player 2."
Coming back from the gym, JJ quickly ran back to the bathroom. He was doused in sweat from working out. Every bicep curl, split squat, and benchpress flooded JJ with energy. He was lifting weights he'd never thought possible, and was even getting some stares from those around him. Taking his sweaty gym shirt off, he admired his glistening body. His masculine odor filled his nostrils. He was starting to get hard once again. JJ lifted his armpits to get a better whiff. He was a real man, finally. JJ tossed his shirt to the ground without a second thought as he was intrenched by his body. He kicked off Zach's shoes, JJ exposed his burly feet. The perfectly snug sneakers exposed a sour scent. JJ's dick got harder. Fuck he needed to shower before he came all over the bathroom.
In the shower, JJ ran his bear-like hands across his sculpted body. The water damped his stench, but didn't eliminate it, to JJ's delight. He continued to huff the crevices of his body. His erect cock began to piss, and JJ got an idea. He aimed his cock up and began to shower himself in his warm liquid. JJ's dick only got more hard, almost painfully so. His piss drizzled down across his sharp body and down onto his feet. His feet. JJ couldn't stop thinking about his feet. He sat down in the shower and began to rub them, feel every inch of them. His massive toes along his size 14 soles. JJ was so hard it hurt, but couldn't move his hands away from worshipping his own feet. In fact, he wouldn't even avert his eyes from them. In sheer pleasure, JJ began to cum still sitting on the shower floor. Exhausted, JJ got out of the shower forgetting to actually clean any part of himself. As he got out, he looked in the mirror and snapped a pic. While his perfect body was just the same, he glanced down to see his cock has shrunk. What was previously a modest 5" penis was now 2" flaccid. JJ panicked. His large frame made his dick look even more humiliating. Despite the rest of him being perfect, JJ's same thoughts of inadequacy came flooding back to him. No one could love a man with such a tiny pathetic dick. He was just a loser. Fuck all those people at the gym were probably just thinking about how small his dick was. Fuck them. At least JJ had a way better body than them, those fat ugly bitches. JJ needed to cool off and take a nap. He left to his dorm room, quickly shutting the door behind him. As he did this, Zach was experiencing changes too.
Zach's door had stayed shut all morning, other than the early morning departure of whoever he was sleeping with. He has completely missed JJ leave for the gym, but Zach was thankful for this. In his room, he was changing. Zach woke with a furious erection. Zach was a horny guy, but this was harder than before. He sloppily wrapped both hands around his 10" dick but couldn't get off. He tried for about an hour, watching porn, looking at his folder of nudes he'd collected from girls, anything. Confused, Zach ran to the bathroom to try to find a solution. He hoped in the shower to try and distract himself from his 10 incher bobbing around, but it was no luck. He got out of the shower and began to stroke his cock. Just then, the thought of JJ entered his mind. Precum flooded from his dick, lubricating his shaft and spilling onto the bathroom floor. Grabbing the nearest rag to wipe his mess up, Zach snagged his own gym shirt. As he cleaned his dick, his nose caught a whiff of it. This was his shirt, but it smelled different. It smelled like JJ? JJ didn't go to the gym, or at least Zach wasn't aware of this, yet he knew it was JJ's fragrance. He pressed the sweaty gym shirt to his nose, inhaling deeply. He suckled on the shirt, sucking out drips of sweat mixed with his own precum. Zach was drooling profusely. As he stroked his dick more and more, he finally climaxed. He shot load after load, covering the wall and floor of the bathroom. Zach's head finally began to clear with his erection subsiding, but as he looked down as the mess he made, he noticed his dick was even larger. His dick sat at over 12 inches. As he calmed down, his flaccid dick settled at 10 inches. Zach was bewildered at his newfound penis, but he was more disturbed by his sudden obsession with JJ's used gym shirt. He threw his underwear back on and went back to his room to take a nap and clear his head.
"Round 3: Beginning. Sexual desires: Player 1 copied from Player 2. Vocal Sound: Player 1 given to Player 2. Dominance: Player 2 given to Player 1."
JJ awoke from his nap. His sheets smelled of sweat and piss, but rather than disgust, JJ's dick felt a slight surge of arousal. JJ swung his massive legs and feet off the bed, and arrogantly walked to the bathroom. His wide stance mimicked his growing ego. As he opened the bathroom door, his large foot stomped directly into a puddle of cum left behind from Zach. JJ's blood began to boil. Zach began shouting at Zach's door, his voice much higher pitch than usual. His emasculate voice was quickly drowned out by his forceful pounding on the door. Zach awoke from his nap and opened the door. Zach was dazed, but even then he didn't remember JJ looking like this. Was he always this tall and muscular? Zach didn't have time to think as he was berated by JJ. "What the fuck is wrong with you, I fucking stepped in your cum, you freak." Rather than anger in the face of JJ screaming down his face, Zach felt a genuine remorse. Zach's deep voice bellowed, deeper than before: "Oh, I'm really sorry, I won't let it happen again." As Zach timidly spoke, his 10 inch dick began to grow erect at the mere presence of JJ. JJ glanced down to see Zach's massive meat. Zach blushed in embarrassment, knowing his own dick was so much smaller. "Fuck off dude. And get control of whatever's in your pants." JJ flipped Zach off and slammed the door shut.
JJ laid down in his bed, envious of Zach once again. How did JJ get stuck with such a weird roommate. Who leaves cum all over the bathroom floor, that little beta bitch boy needs to learn to clean up. But JJ was still attracted to the guy. He began to jerk off to the memory of Zach's footlong penis. What would have previously sent him over the edge, barely awoke his 2 inch dick. Fuck! JJ was such a loser. He can't even get his tiny dick to do anything. Maybe it was Zach's fault. Yeah he was an attractive guy, but he isn't the shit he thinks he is. JJ decided to open Grindr and decorate his account with new picture of his perfect body.
"Round 4: Beginning. Sexual desires: Player 1 swapped with Player 2. Sexuality: Player 1 swapped with Player 2. Homosexual tolerance: Player 1 swap with Player 2."
Upon messaging a few duded, JJ's dick was still just as flaccid, but he wanted to meet up with one of them first. Headed out of the dorm, JJ threw on some more of Zach's dirty gym clothes and left. Arriving at the guy's place, JJ felt slightly uncomfortable. He had never actually met up with someone on Grindr, hell he'd barely even messaged anyone. Those he did would ghost him, but now he was with a pretty decent looking dude. As they started to get more intimate, JJ's dick was unchanging. In a sudden instant, JJ recoiled from the man's touch. Almost like he was filled with disgust, JJ backed off. Instinctually, JJ snared "Dude, what the fuck are you doing." The man looked utterly confused, like he did something wrong. "Don't fucking touch me" hissed JJ, unable to control what he would say next. "I'll beat your ass if you ever talk to me again." JJ threw back on his clothes and left. His head hurt, but the anger was all the same. But he still needed to get laid. Now, instead of Grindr, he opened up Snapchat. Messaging some girl he had met in class, he sent over some shirtless pics. JJ didn't even think twice about messaging a girl, he just needed some relief.
The two quickly made their way back to JJ's dorm. The dirty clothes, gym odor, and foul bathroom hit the girl's nostril's quickly. JJ ungracefully began to kiss and fondle her. His rough hands clumsily felt her up. They continued and JJ's dick had finally come alive. More than just alive. JJ's dick was rock hard needing a release, though only standing at 2.5 inches. JJ guided her face into her feet to worship him, but she pulled away. JJ continued to try to force her into his feet, but she once again refused. JJ began to grow angry. He pushed her away and demanded that she lick them. She was disgusted if not confused. JJ's tiny dick stood at full mast, dripping precum as he yelled at the girl to worship his feet. In disgust, the girl berated him. "No way am I touching you, your feet, or your tiny dick, you asshole." JJ's anger boiled over and in response he began to yell back. "You know what, you should be thankful you even got in bed with you, you're chopped as fuck. How did you even get into this school? You're dumb as fuck and there's no way you could sleep your way in with a face like that." The girl slapped JJ across and the face, got redressed, and stormed out . FUCK! JJ was pissed. He was so horny. That dumb bitch, she was so fucking ugly anyway. I'd never sleep with her, I dodged a bullet.
JJ decided to take another nap to clear his head. When he awoke, he had a barrage of messages from girls calling him a piece of shit. They were mostly random girls JJ had met briefly from classes, likely friends of the girl. He didn't think much of it, they were all dumb bitches anyways. He scrolled through Snapchat again and messaged a new girl. She responded with a curt "Fuck off tiny dick." What? JJ hotheadedly responded with "The fuck is wrong with you? I'd fuck you to calm you down but I don't have a bag to cover your face. You're out of luck sweetheart" and he blocked her contact. JJ told himself the girls on campus were just weird, ugly, and not his type. That's why he wasn't getting laid. His incel habits had only worsened with his new body
That's when an idea of desperation came into his mind. JJ walked over to the dorm door and knocked on Zach's door. "Yo, cumface, did you clean up your mess?" Zach opened the door meekly. "Yeah I cleaned it up." JJ looked Zach up and down. His footlong dick was once again fully erect. "I got something else for you to clean, shitbag."
Zach almost immediately began to worship every inch of JJ. Zach was normally the one getting worshipped by random girls from campus, but now it was JJ. He ran his slobbering tongue across his armpits, his mouth sucked on each toe, Zach was in heaven. The newly gay giant was utterly obsessed with his roommate, spending most of the day jerking off to the idea of him. He had been listening to him hook up with that girl mere moments ago, wishing for a way for it to be him. And his wish came true. Zach was face down on the floor worshipping JJ's perfect body. His 12" dick leaked precum, pooling on the floor around Zach's hands and knees. JJ forced Zach's mouth around his tiny 2.5" inch dick. JJ closed his eyes tightly, imaging the mouth around his cock as a woman. He wasn't fucking gay. As Zach caressed JJ's biceps and nipples, JJ continued to force his dick in and out of Zach's mouth. With his eyes shut, JJ began to shoot loads into Zach's mouth. JJ's tiny balls only pumped out small spurts of cum, but it was more than enough for Zach. On the other hand, Zach began to cum in response, shooting gigantic ropes across the floor and onto Zach's feet, with low booming moans shook the dorm. JJ was enraged. In his post-nut clarity, he stormed to the bathroom, leaving Zach in a puddle of cum and drool.
"What the fuck is wrong with me. I'm not fucking gay" yelled JJ in his nasally voice. JJ was furious at himself that he couldn't get some bimbo to pleasure him. He stared down at his tiny dick. It was still erect which only made JJ even more mad. Zach admittedly did an excellent job worshipping JJ, but he hated it, he hated Zach, he hated himself. In a repressed rage, JJ stormed back out of the bathroom and began to fuck Zach. His puny dick barely penetrated Zach's muscular ass. "You fucking dirty faggot" JJ screamed, unsure if he was referring to himself or Zach. JJ pulled his dick out from Zach and began to piss on him. "Yeah you fucking dirty faggot."
The two roommates would go at it for hours in their filthy room. Zach, diligently doting at every word. He was hopelessly obsessed with his straight roommate, wishing at every moment to be with him. His gargantuan dick always leaking at the mere thought of his dominant and muscular roommate. When JJ wasn't around, he'd sniff his used underwear, underwear that JJ would wear for weeks on end. JJ, on the other hand, was in a constant fit of rage. When he wasn't cursing out girls for ghosting him or making fun of him in bed, he was cursing out Zach. Women seemed to run from JJ, whether that be from his crude anger, his rancid smell, or his puny dick. But he always has Zach. Zach loved to be cucked. He was a worthless cocksucking cum guzzler, just like JJ would scream at him. JJ would piss all over him as he sucked on JJ's feet. JJ could only get off to Zach's thorough worshipping, but he was in denial. JJ was a straight incel trapped in a world of ignorant women and dirty gay men, so if he couldn't sleep with the former, he might as well dominate the latter. As JJ fucked Zach once again, his alarm clock glitched for a final time.
"Trait roulette protocol complete."
(Images from Smokinonjay and Gattouz0)
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