After an encounter at the club, Xander starts undergoing a transformation that will change him forever.
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Friday was Xander's favourite day of the week as he always went out to his local gay bar on Friday night. The crowd at the bar was different each week and Xander liked seeing what sorts of guys he could meet. He was a pretty young man, twinkish but still with abs and a bit of muscle.
It was a Friday in late November just before the holidays kicked into high gear. There was a hen party in the bar, which was always annoying but Xander just tried to keep out of their way. Xander was at the bar when one of the group came up next to him. She stood out like a sore thumb, instead of wearing cheap party gear she had on a simple deep blue dress with tights and ankle boots. As Xander awaited his drink the woman started talking to him and it became clear she wanted more than just conversation. She didn't seem drunk but Xander assumed she was when she invited him back to her hotel room. "Does she not know where she is?" Xander thought as he told her that he wasn't interested. He went to walk away from her when she grabbed his hand. "I can change you, just come back with me." She grabbed his hand tightly and began muttering something under her breath as Xander tried to pull away from her.
She stopped the chant and let go; Xander determined to get away from this woman, walked to the other side of the bar. Normally Xande liked to stay long into the night but, as he finished his vodka coke, he noted an off feeling inside of him. He first noticed it swirl within him when the strange woman finished her chant but it had only grown while he enjoyed his drink. This feeling hampered Xander's mood and despite the night still being fairly young, he decided to just call it for the night.
A month later and Xander had all but forgotten the incident. It was New Year's Day and Xander had just awoken after the night before. He felt completely hung over but he had the day to himself so it didn't matter really. He got up and strolled over to the bathroom, splashing his face with water. He looked up at himself in the mirror. He keeps his hair bleached blonde and has recently had it done. However, this morning it looked as if he had let his natural dark roots grow out. It must have been a centimetre of hair at the root that revealed his natural hair colour. Xander would need to book in at the salon to get this fixed. It was strange that it hadn't lasted as long as normal but Xander didn't ponder the cause.
His hair was fixed that week but by the time the weekend rolled around the dye had faded yet again. It was as if his hair was no longer holding on to the dye like it should. But stranger changes were occurring too. Xander felt taller. He had been 1.62m for all of his adult life but measuring himself he found himself with an extra 18 cm, now 1.80m. Strange, he supposed it could be a late growth spurt.
With his new height, Xander needed some new clothes. His tops rode up and his jeans didn't reach his ankles. Heading to the mall he looked in all his favourite stores but nothing was standing out to him like it normally did. The types of tops and bottoms that he usually wears frequently just didn't feel right to him and he left those stores empty-handed. Determined to find something and having exhausted his regular stores, Xander visited the stores he normally never went into and a few unusual items stood out to him.
He normally went for loose-fitting tops but sorting through the racks tight muscle tees and open-sided tanks called out to him. He normally opted for bright colours but the darker greens, the blacks and the greys, the "manly colours", caught his eye. As for trousers, he found himself looking at the tight, skinny jeans, a departure from the skater pants he had on. They were low-rise, low enough to see the band of his Calvin Klein underwear over top of them. He added them to the basket and before checking out with a haul of things he would normally never buy, but things that had suddenly called out to him. The
On his way out of the mall, Xander passed by a jewellery store. In the window were some pieces that caught the attention of his eye. A set of thick gold chains, a chunky gold watch with a black face, dominant diamond-encrusted rings and a bracelet that matched the chain. It was such a departure from his regular style Xander thought as he stared through the window at the collection. He wanted to go in and buy the whole collection but he didn't know why. He wasn't a big jewellery wearer. Why did this suddenly appeal so much to him?
Xander just couldn't pull himself away from the display. Something about the imposing set of chunky jewellery drew him in. He couldn't help but relent to his desire though not completely. He bought the watch, a gold piece that weighed a ton. He couldn't wait to try it on. As soon as he got back to his car he slipped it out of the box and onto his wrist. As he clasped it shut and a wave of realisation washed over him for a brief moment "What is this, this isn't him?" Then the panic faded and a new thought came to mind. "I should get tanned up a bit. This watch would really be complemented by a nice glowing tan."
It was about two weeks later and Xander was on the precipice of another change. By this point, the blond hair had all but disappeared with the tips as the last holdouts of the golden colour. Xander had booked an appointment at a new barber he saw while in the mall. As he headed to the barber's he had every intention of only getting a trim, keeping the shape he had had for ages, but while in the chair his desire for a change leapt forth and he opted for a drastic change.
A lot shorter. Down to the skin on the sides and only a couple centimetres on top that was styled forward into a peak. It accentuated his facial features giving him a more masculine edge that was unlike him. Xander felt happy with the new style despite how much it differed from his usual preferences. Walking out of the mall he swaggered his way down the concourse until he caught sight of the jewellery store once again.
He hadn't taken the watch off since he bought it and he desired a second piece so badly. Like metal to a magnet, he was pulled in. He only intended to buy one more piece but caved into buying the whole set. This time he didn't wait to get to his car to put them on, instead choosing to do so in the store. He put the bracelet on the opposite wrist to his watch along with the two rings before putting each of the three chains around his neck, arranging them so the different lengths sat just right. With the full set on, his fresh cut and tanned skin he felt that twinge of realisation return, "Who was this?", before it was stifled once again. As he walked out of the mall, Xander was almost completely unrecognisable from how he looked just months ago. A completely different sense of style had burst forth from nowhere to overwrite his previous tastes and that was just the start of it.
The next morning, Xander awoke to the sun shining through the slats of his blinds onto his face as it did each morning. He was, as of yet unaware that changes took hold during the night. Getting up, he heads to the bathroom. As soon as he walks in front of the mirror he can see that he is different from the night before. It wasn't his new jewellery that still adorned him; it was something else. He was huge, a mass monster. His biceps must have been three times as thick as they used to be. His abs had turned into a wall of muscle and his pecs were god-like. It didn't stop there his legs looked stronger, bigger. All of it was well defined, on full display with barely any fat to obscure their power. Xander must have been at least double the size he was last night.
He had never wanted to be a big guy before but seeing himself in the mirror with these powerful muscles he was hooked. The way his gold chains sat on his pecs made him feel like a god amongst men. His new haircut complemented his changing look more than the day before. New cravings welled up inside him: he needed protein, meat, shakes; moreover, he needed to work out.
Xander found a gym close to his house, around a five-minute drive. It had all the equipment he would need for this muscle and something extra. In the locker room, there was a sunbed for members to use. Xander quickly built up a rich tan that complemented the gold of his chains and this would help him maintain it. Xander had stuck to a strict low-carb, high-protein diet since he had woken up that morning. It was crazy he hardly ever had cravings for anything but boiled chicken, Greek yoghurt, eggs, etc.. However, occasionally a bit of the old him managed to crack through, these moments were brief and occurring less and less often as more and more changes, new desires showed up.
It was the first Friday of March and Xander was coming home from the gym. It was a great session of pumping iron and he felt like a boss with his huge muscles pouring out of his tank top and the flashy gold jewellery draping over his glistening skin. But as he turned onto his street he saw black smoke pouring out of a house. It was only as he got closer that it became clear that it was his house. A moment of panic hit him as his old self broke through. It had taken years to get it decorated how he liked it, and he had a cohesive theme throughout. White with pink accents, pine furniture, simple and light. This panic took hold longer than usual but, as his inner self faded again so did the panic. That house didn't represent him. He needed something new, this is a blessing in disguise. All those old clothes, the pink, he needed somewhere else, someplace he could bring chicks back after going out with his gym bros.
With that last part, his inner self returned: "Chicks?" He was gay. He knew it. What was happ... and as quickly as he broke through his true self was masked once again.
It was a week later when Xander's insurance money came through. It was quite a hefty sum given the extent of the damage. The electrical fire swept through the house and nothing was salvageable not even the structure. This sum from insurance was coupled with a bit extra from the sale of the land. He managed to get a fair price for the land thanks to it being cleared. The structure was falling on its own so Xander used his muscles to clear the land and get a bit more for his new home search.
There were a couple of places that he saw before he found the perfect new place. None of them stood out but what did was a penthouse in a converted industrial building across the road from his gym. It was spacious with double high ceilings and fit the style Xander was looking for: Concrete floors, Anthracite metal and dark oak fixtures. Now all he needed was some new furniture.
When shopping for furniture, he went for pieces that complemented the existing industrial style. For the lounge he got a tan leather sofa with black metal legs and a glass coffee table. He got the dining set to match his living room furniture, black metal, brown leather and glass. With the kitchen, living and dining rooms all being one massive room these few pieces went a long way to decorating the penthouse. For the kitchen, he kept it simple choosing the plain stainless steel option for most things and black for the plates and glasses. The bedroom was in a loft above the kitchen, and there he chose a giant bed with a golden mirrored headboard. It was a statement and Xander thought of it as his throne. The apartment's bathrooms were unfinished so he had them completed with black marble on the walls with gold accents and fittings. Off his living space was a veranda that he mostly kept simple with some outdoor furniture but one thing he splashed out for there was an 8-man hot tub jacuzzi. He could imagine his massive body resting in it after a long day.
Off his bedroom was a giant walk-in closet, which he fitted out with the black metal theme. In the centre, he placed a diamond tufted leather bench. Now all he needed were some new clothes to fill the space with...
Chapter 5 - Back to the mall
Wandering the shops again, Xander was picking up items that caught his eye. Open-sided, low-cut tank tops; jock straps; swim briefs; tracksuits; etc.. There was a tailor in the mall too and Xander decided to get a suit perfectly fitted to his physique. He went for a black suit with white pinstripes. The tailor also sold a number of accessories and Xander added to his order: a pair of gold cuff links and; a black leather belt with a large gold buckle in the shape of a galloping stallion that he thought would be framed nicely by the V shape of his torso. He was told it would take about two hours to complete so Xander went back to shopping around the mall.
He stumbled back towards the jeweller's shop that bought the set of jewellery he was wearing and had been wearing constantly from. He wore quite a lot of jewellery and didn't think he needed any more but as he looked he soon found some pieces he "needed" to get. There were three pieces that he decided to get this time. First, he found a ring he liked. He already was wearing two matching iced gold rings on the second and fourth fingers of his right hand so this ring was for his left hand. Trying the ring on his index finger he knew he was never taking it off; the bulky gold ring in the shape of a roaring lion with diamonds for eyes felt right at home as Xander clenched his fists and looked at all the rings together. The second item that Xander added to his collection was a golden bangle to go just below the chain on his right wrist. However, this wasn't just any bangle it was specially fitted so that there was no seam. This also meant that it wasn't removable but that wouldn't be an issue. The final piece was a pair of earrings. Two large diamonds mounted in a golden surround and better still he could walk away with them in as they did piercings in store.
By the time his suit was ready Xander had bought some more outfits: He got a sleek black thermal layer that fit him like a glove; a pair of sunglasses; some trainers and a pair of black leather Christian Lubutain dress shoes; tight polo shirts and ass-hugging, low-rise desiger jeans made up the rest of his shopping before he headed back for the suit.
Trying the suit on in the store, it fit like a glove and wearing it Xander felt like a tank. Slipping his new belt around his waist he fastened the large stallion buckle and as he did so he suddenly felt the trousers get a bit tighter than before. Leaving in his suit, he headed home with his new wears. Once back he took a look behind his pants and indeed found a bit more meat. His sack was fuller and his cock both grew in length and girth giving him more to work with when he went out p-hunting.
"P-hunting" Xander thought "I am gay, right?" "What's happening to m..." The crack seals over.
Chapter 6 - Complete breakaway
Everything was new, fresh. Xander had little connection to his old life and he knew it was time to cut these parts for good though, a part inside called for him to stop but he didn't listen.
The job that Xander had now was no longer enjoyable for him. It felt like a drag day in and day out and it got in the way of the gym. He was looking for something that was either closer to home and would allow him to get more time in at the gym or a position in a gym so he could up his routine.
He had been looking online for a position that would better suit him but there was nothing until one day he was entering the gym and the perfect opportunity arose for him. An apprentice trainer position had opened up at his gym. As soon as he heard about it he submitted an application, being in the gym all the time he knew the managers so he was a shoo-in to get it and within a week he started.
It was like he was built for the job. Xander quickly progressed through the apprenticeship scheme and within 5 months of starting he was already taking on his own clients.
Now as a personal trainer, Xander knew that his appearance was an important part of being successful. Looking in the mirror there was hardly a flaw to be seen but, one thing let the side down. His teeth were roughly straight but a bit gappy and yellow. They never really bothered him in the past but, he was noticing them more and more in the mirror. Something was calling for him to get them fixed. 'A perfect grill to go with his perfect body'.
Looking into possible solutions, some were expensive and some didn't offer the results he was looking to get. His teeth were already well aligned, it was just their shape and colour that were troublesome so aligners or braces were not going to help much. However, Xander did discover crowns. Shaving down his natural teeth and capping them with a perfectly white and well-shaped cover.
At his first appointment, the orthodontist took measurements of his mouth to plan out the size of the caps. A week later, at the second, the procedure was completed. In just over two hours they shaved each tooth down into a nub and attached the new cap over top.
His new teeth filled his mouth perfectly, eliminating the gappiness of before. They were a brilliant white that glowed with his tan skin. They completed him. Xander was now perfect and with this completion, he could feel his mindset shift just a bit further. His true self further represed and the new jock filling in the gap. He has almost entirely become someone new. Was he even gay any more?
With a string of new clients booking with him, Xander was finally able to justify cutting another string to his old self, his car. The Mini Cooper had been with him for a while and when he got it it was the perfect little car; it had suited him great. However, now Xander had outgrown it. Literally, his big muscled-up body was crammed in that shoe box of a car and it didn't match his style at all.
He had been casually looking for a new car as his clients started picking up but then he saw it, the perfect car. It was for sale in the parking lot of his local supplement shop. A huge shiny black Hummer. The anonymous owner was selling it at a huge discount, he could easily afford it and to make it even better the owner was willing to accept a partial trade. This was amazing. Xander had to jump on this before anyone else found this. He messaged the owner and they arranged to exchange in his apartment building's parking garage. He left his keys under the car and transferred the remaining cost across online and then an hour later he got a text. The transfer was complete.
Xander had never walked quicker. Opening the door out to the garage, he saw it immediately. He grabbed the keys from where he was told they would be and jumped in. Sitting in the driver's seat he felt like a king. He pressed the keyless ignition button and the car revved to life. As it did so, the penultimate strand of his old life was severed and electric pulsed through him for a moment. After, everything felt just that little bit bigger, harder, stronger. His already big biceps had just that little bit more mass to them, this was mirrored by every muscle in his body. Like a final transformation before he severed the last tie to his old self.
Going back to his penthouse apartment he knew what he had to do. An almost silent part of him screamed "No!" but it was too late now. He stripped off and put on a tight little swimsuit. He lowered his body into his hot bubbling jacuzzi. He enjoys the water as he starts severing the last connection from his phone. Wiping his social media, removing the old friends he hadn't talked to in ages, making his account public, updating his bio to read "Welcome to the gun range 💪" and uploading new photos of his hot bod and masculine features.
He removed any trace that his old self existed. His old social circle - erased. Any old photos - erased. Accounts on gay dating apps - erased. His old self - practically erased.
Then, as he finished up, the doorbell rang.
"You!" Xander exclaimed as he opened the door. A flood of memories washed back to him, memories of who he truly was. It was the woman from that night at the bar. "You did this‽ You're erasing my identity! Change me back!"
She stopped him. "I see some part remains." With that she grabbed his bulge and muttered something unintelligible. Sealing his old self away, for good. He grew hard at the sight of this hot woman. Xander started to want to put the moves on her and then, she ripped his swimsuit off, revealing his hard throbbing cock. "I guess it's finally complete then" she said before dragging Xander off to the bedroom to consummate his new life.
The next morning, she was gone and so was Xander's old life and self. He took a picture of himself in bed, the sheet just hiding his cock, for his socials before sending a message out to his gym bros. "The club tonite? Beer. Chicks. You guys up?"
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