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if i look back, i am lost
Keni

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
Jules of Nature
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Cosimo Galluzzi

Love Begins

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Three Goblin Art
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@gayvkul99
Glad you like my posts about the bigger guys, I like them too. I don't make caps much anymore but figured I would make a quick one for ya:
An awesome collaboration with the great @jackbrucetf
See, bro? Your friend here doesn’t wanna be changed back, look how happy he looks as my underwear. Do you think this is the face of someone who regrets letting themselves be transformed into a man’s briefs? He looks so cute, doesn’t he? I’m keeping him like this. He can’t talk to you, but he can hear you, so if you want to say good bye to him before I put some pants on and cover him up, you can. Just talk to my butt. That’s where his face is now.
Wow, of all the bodies I’ve borrowed, this one’s gotta be the most handsome by far. The way my powers work, it’s sometimes hard to find a new host. I have to turn myself into an article of clothing to then be tried on, and once I’m on, I swap with the wearer, I get their body and they become clothing. I figured somebody on this gay beach would want to put on a random bright green Speedo found in the changing rooms, and I’m glad this cutie was the one to be perverted enough to do so. I think I’m gonna keep this body forever, and he can be my lucky green Speedo to wear all the time. I’m sure he’ll learn to like it. He looks great on me.
Well, everybody, what do we think? Change him back, or keep him as my Calvin’s forever? What’s that? Come on, we can do better than that! What do we want? Hmmm I’m hearing keep him this way. Good, good, glad we all agree. Well, that’s perfect, because I actually only know how to turn men into underwear, like I just demonstrated for you all, not how to change them back. So I couldn’t even if I wanted to. He’s trapped as my underwear forever! Hahahaha that’s right! Glad you all enjoyed the show! Thank you and good night! I’m gonna go bust a nut in my new Calvin’s. Hahahahaha
Told you I’d send you a selfie with your buddy. No, not the cyclist, you idiot! Did you really think I’d use my transformation magic to turn your loser friend into a championship athlete? Nah, he just gets to be his suit. Yup, that’s right, what used to be your little friend is now sweaty spandex cycling gear, stretched on my guy’s body. He’s gonna soak up all your friend’s strength as he rides, until there’s nothing left of him but stinky, worn-out spandex. Don’t try to stop me, or you’re next.
Bro, just stop it. Stop trying to move around, it’s distracting me during the match. Relax and accept your fate. Once you do, you’ll be happier. You’ll get to be my wrestling singlet forever, isn’t that what you wanted? I can’t believe you still have enough fight in you to move just ever so slightly that you ride up on me like this. It kind of feels good… but stop. At least while I’m wrestling. Maybe when I wear you to bed later, and touch myself through your fabric face until I blow my load into you. But not right now.
There you are, freak. I’ve got you now. Nowhere to run, just you and me in the dark gym after hours. You thought no one was left in the building, huh? Thought it’d be ok to sneak into the locker room, climb into the big laundry cart full of sweaty worn singlets so you can wallow in the stench of all the jocks, huh? What a weirdo. We’ve been onto you for days, and I’ve finally got you where I want you. Oh, don’t be scared, boy, you’re probably gonna like what’s about to happen to you. I’m gonna grab you and take you back to Coach, and we’re gonna use his special secret process to transform you into the thing you love the most— one of these sweaty orange wrestling singlets. Pretty fitting fate for a pervert like you. No more need to sniff and roll around in the singlets, you’ll simply just be one, and get to be worn and stretched out and sweat in by me. This will be your new life. Come here.
Any chance I could somehow end up being turned into an unaware pair of underwear?