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Size Issues
Tanner sat in his seat, listening to his professor drone on about math. It was a boring lecture, and he anxiously waited for the end of it.
Tonight he had his first date in college. As a freshman, he was already feeling insecure. The older guys were much hotter and looked so much older.
Tanner wasn’t ugly, but he did look younger than he’d like. Curly blond hair sat in a messy mop on his head, no facial hair to be seen, and he barely had any growing anywhere else.
What bothered him the most, though, was his dick. He always felt it was small, and he was terrified to lose his virginity tonight. Ashley, the girl he was seeing, met him at a party the week before and invited him over tonight to hang out.
Tanner was a genius, however, and figured out over the years how to make a prototype to a device that would swap two people’s body parts. It was still a prototype, so there was some risk involved, but the idea of fixing his insecurities was too appealing.
Excitedly, he pulled the small laser out of his bag. He had a target in mind, a jock named Derek who sat by the classroom door. Derek was a huge dude on the football team, and Tanner had seen him at a few parties at this point. He was always pulling girls and he heard the girls in his dorm talk about how good he was in bed.
He looked down at the settings and set it for them to swap dicks for the rest of the week. He couldn’t wait to fuck Ashley with a real cock, and with a minute before class ended he pressed go.
Instantly, he felt a heat in his crotch as they swapped. He felt it get longer and thicker. Fuck, it felt so good. He rubbed at his new appendage and it hardened under his touch. Through his shorts, he could see its outline—it must’ve been 10 inches!
Fuck, he felt so close to cumming, so he laid his hands off. This dick was so sensitive. He could explore his new cock later.
When the bell rang, he got up and walked to the door. Derek sat at his desk, seemingly unaware that he now possessed Tanner’s shrimpy freshman duck.
Tanner made a beeline for the bathroom down the hall. He was so horny, and he had to see his new dick up close. He closed the door to a stall and pulled down his shorts. Framed in his underwear was a python with a big pre-cum stain at the tip. He fingered at it before the great reveal, and pulled down his briefs.
Wait…what?
Staring back at him was a big cock alright, but it wasn’t Derek’s. Nestled in a chestnut brown bush, sprinkled with gray hairs, was a tanned cock. Gray hair? Derek was blond. He stared down at his erect cock confused. It was so hard it looked angry. Who’s cock did we swap with?
He cupped his larger balls to make sure it was real. He’d never seen such a hairy dick, and he moaned a bit feeling it in his delicate hands.
Moments later, a gruff voice muttered as someone entered the bathroom.
“Now what’s this? That’s not my cock!” The man exclaimed, his tone deep and aggravated.
Tanner peeked out of the stall to see the janitor, Mr. Griff, with his pants pulled down. He was a mountain of a man with a slight gut and a thick wooly beard. His round, hairy ass was on full display facing Tanner, but in the mirror, Tanner saw what he was complaining about.
Attached to his hairy, older frame was a small cock with a neat blond bush surrounding it. Tanner’s dick! He tugged at the bush in frustration, trying to see if it was real.
Mr. Griff heard the stall door squeak, and turned around abuptly. He stared at Tanner’s face, before looking down and recognizing the proud cock he once called his own.
“Hey there, boy! That’s my cock! What did you do? Give it back!”
“I’m sorry! It was a mistake!” Mr. Griff grabbed Tanner’s dick and he moaned. “I’ll change us back! Just give me a second!”
“Hell no! You give it back now!” He grabbed the device out of Tanner’s hands and fumbled with it. Buttons were being pressed left and right, and in the struggle he dropped it in the toilet. A bright flash lit up the bathroom and both of them were stunned.
When Tanner came to, he was laying on the floor. he looked down and noticed the pants he was wearing were different. Instead of the shorts he wore to class, he was wearing cargo pants. Sticking up and aimed at the ceiling was Mr. Griff’s cock, evidently still attached to his body.
He lumbered to get up, feeling heavier than before. What had he done? Why hadn’t they swapped cocks?
A look in the mirror answered his question. Staring back at him was the janitor with a surprised look on his face. “NO!” He screamed in Mr. Griff’s deep voice.
“What are you…oh no!” Mr. Griff stared at his hairless arms.
“You did this!” Tanner yelled. His pants were still around his ankles. “Oh god, I’m trapped in an old dudes body. Gross!” His hands tentatively brushed the beard on his face. It puffed out wildly, and he dug his fingers deeper into the deep coils, feeling the pull on his aged face.
Mr. Griff got up off the floor and ran to the mirror. His cute face stared back at him in horror and he rubbed his smooth cheeks. He stared down at his small cock and groaned, before turning around at stare at his ass. Where his once gigantic man ass was now sat a smooth bubble butt, covered in a pathetic dusting of blond hair.
Tanner stared at his old body checking itself out and noticed his heart racing. He pulled up his shirt to reveal a hairy belly and massive pecs. His new cock was so hard. “Fuck, tell it to go down!”
“Not used to being gay, huh boy? What’s wrong? Want to fuck this cute boy butt?” He grabbed lewdly at Tanner’s old ass.
“You’re-you’re gay?” He trembled in the bear’s body. Not only was he in some horny old man’s body, he liked dick now?
“Sure was, but don’t feel like it anymore. Not while I’m you. Not a bad looking body you’ve got, well I guess it’s mine now. Could use a bit of hair on yer chest but it’ll do.”
“Oh god I’m some old janitor. Fuck it’s like you’ve got tits,” Tanner cupped his pecs, the coarse hair bursting through his fingers. “Big hairy tits.” He staggered as he whipped around and looked at his big hairy ass in the mirror. 2 meaty globes covered in dark hair jiggled as he man-handled them. He was mesmerized by the thick hair leading deeper into his crack. In the back of his mind, he wondered what it would feel like to get fucked.
Mr. Griff pulled up his own shirt, staring at the skinny frame he now possessed. A light happy trail extended from the bush of his small penis, and he gleefully grabbed at the curly blond locks on his head. “I have hair again!”
Turning back around, Tanner’s big cock brushed the cold counter top and he shuddered. “Oh fuck,” he instinctually grabbed his leaking knob and jerked it once. The pleasure felt amazing, and he accidentally backed up and tripped. Colliding with the opposite wall, he felt his plush ass press against the cold tile. The momentum made his cock smack against his hairy belly and he saw stars. The friction was too much for this man’s giant cock. All of a sudden the newly big bear was cumming jets of hot white cum while his old body watched.
“FUCK OH GOD!” He shouted, surprised by the booming bass of his voice. He stared at his new reflection in the mirror in horror. Mr. Griff was cumming everywhere in complete ecstasy, his long hard dick bobbing up and down as he yelled.
Mr. Griff looked down at his flaccid dick. “Damn, thought that would turn me on. You’re as straight as an arrow.” He watched his own body jerk and convulse as it orgasmed. “I’ll leave you to it.” He got a text from a girl named Ashley. “Looks like I’ve got plans later.”
Like Father Like Son
“Stop pressurizing me!” I erupted at my father. We are like chalk and cheese. He was a wild child growing up and never really grew up properly. And somehow I ended up being the super sensible one. He signed me up for various sports when I was younger and I did it to please him, but I didn’t really like it. I was really mature for my age and frequently told him how he needed to sort his own life out and not to live his former dreams vicariously through me.
”Eurgh, you sound just like your grandfather. I don’t need the both of you on my back.” He’d tell me. “Just live a little, that’s all I ask. You’ll regret it when you’re older. Man, I wish I had a second chance.” He idly wished. I grunted something about ‘wish granted’ before storming off.
Someone must have been listening, because the next day. I was shocked to find myself in my father’s room, and in his body! I ran to my old room only to see… “DAD?!”
“I don’t know what happened, but I kinda don’t mind! I can do all the stuff I wanted to and you can’t stop me!” He bragged. He seems too pleased for this to be a coincidence, but who knows. “Anyway, it’s Saturday, so I have practice!” He grabbed my football gear and walked out. I saw him taking his sports car. I never liked that thing, but seems he loved it.
That left me with the day to myself. I put on one of my dad’s suits. He rarely wore one because he felt trapped by them, but I think I looked pretty good. I headed out into town and I just loved the feeling of respect I got walking around. I felt a sense of place and belonging that I never had before. Strangers sparked up interesting conversations with me in the bookstore and I felt a sense of peace I never had before.
Later on, I drove home, got changed, made myself a nice coffee and settled in to read my new book. A text pinged up on my phone from “Nathan” asking me what I was doing. And “I loved my training so much today. And the guys said my form was awesome. I’ve still got it!”
I replied with encouragement and told him I was just at home reading and also sent a pic back.
After a few days, we noticed that we both seemed much happier with our new routines and that we hadn’t argued once. Nervously, I told him that I actually quite liked this arrangement…. I had no reason to be nervous though, because he did too. He felt guilty for taking my life, but to be honest, I am glad of it. There was so much pressure to excel, and I just like being a stable and mature guy - for my body to match my mindset. “So I guess that makes you my son then?” I asked.
“Sure does, Dad!” He replied eagerly.
*
After a while, it just kept normal to have a son. Sure he was unruly sometimes and leave his mess everywhere, but he was a good kid really and I am really proud of him. When he came home with blond hair I was less than impressed, but he told me to let him live, so I let it go. I am trying to be a modern father for him, and he seems to appreciate it. Before he’d argue with me if I gave him feedback, but now he really listens to my guidance and follows it… sometimes. It’s funny, because he really does seem to have regressed. I mean, he always seemed like he hadn’t grow up, but now his body matches his mental age, it all kinda clicked.
I really was grateful that my body was so well trained. I feel like I owe it to my son to stay moving and keep healthy so I can be around for him as long as possible. And let’s just say, dating has been going pretty nicely too. Sometimes people compliment me on my small tattoos, but I dismiss them and tell them I regret them and got them when I was young and foolish. A different person if you will.
Now I am a DILF in the prime of my life with an amazing son. I think he’s gonna freak when I gift him my sports car for his birthday, but I know he’ll love it.
Beware of Circles
This Christmas we decided to go to my girlfriend’s parents’ house for the weekend. We were both a little reluctant, but we went anyway. Me and her Dad never really saw eye to eye. He was very protective of her. But it was only a few days so what is the worst that could happen.
We went there and her Dad was being particularly nice to me. It seems he was making a real effect to connect with me. He asked me if I’d help him carry some stuff in from the garage. Of course I said yes. When we got there, he told me to briefly stand in a circle he’d marked on the floor. He stood in another. It was a little odd, but I followed along since he was being so nice to me. He said something to me, but I didn’t quite catch it. “Sorry?” I said, thinking I had just misunderstood. But then I thought that is actually made no sense what he had said. Additionally, I couldn’t move from the circle! I could feel my body swelling, as I saw my father-in-law deflate from within his now baggy clothes. Mine on the other hand were stretching to their limits. After what felt like several minutes, I saw what he had done. He had stolen my body and placed me in his. He ripped off his massive clothes and looked down in awe at my physique.
“Not bad, Not bad at all!” He gloated, with my voice no less. “Gimme those clothes of yours and put on these. They’re more your size now, fatty.” As I took off various items, he snatched them from my hands. “And the watch.” He snapped. Scared of what other kind of witchcraft he may possess, I complied. I also put on his clothes as instructed. What looked enormous to me, fitted my new form pretty well, albeit a baggy fit rather than the tapered fits I was used to. “Man, I don’t think I have even been this lean.” He commented, flexing in front of my in my black joggers, before putting on a tshirt. “Consider this as a way for us to get to know each other better, alright?” I gently nodded. “Who are we?” He asked. I replied that he was Pete and I was John, his father-in-law. “Perfect! And don’t forget that this weekend, alright?” Eventually, we went back into the house, carrying some boxes of alcohol. He was doing some exercises with the boxes to test and flex my muscles.
As soon as we got back inside, he went directly to my boyfriend. “Hey babe, did you miss me?” and he went straight in for a long kiss, right in front of me. Ewwww, what a creep, that’s his daughter! And that’s my girlfriend! I could see the outline of his cock getting hard through the joggers he had on. Unbelievable. Is that the reason why he wanted us to swap?!
I must have looked really disturbed, because my girlfriend said to me “Dad! Don’t look at him like that, I’m not a little girl anymore.” I was powerless to do anything other than play along. “Sorry, sweetheart” I replied. John continued to caress her and whispered something in her ear. She laughed and they disappeared upstairs.
Meanwhile I was stuck in his fat, old body in which I couldn’t ever see my own cock over my belly. The evening was weird. And then I also had to sleep in his bed with his wife! I struggled to get hard and needed to use pills, and I got out of breath super quickly too.
The next morning they woke up and looked like two love birds at the breakfast table. She was all doe-eyed, and he was loving it, showing off as much of my body as he possibly could.
This was going to be the weirdest Christmas ever.
Present for my Dad
My Dad had supported me my whole life and made so many sacrifices, that I wanted to pay him back somehow for all he has done for me. So I got him a little present.
“Hey, Dad, I got a little something for you to thank you for all the sacrifices you have made for me over the past 19 years old. You never put yourself first, but today it’s your turn for me to sacrifice something for you. I got you this device, which allows you to either take of transfer aspects of us with each other! And since you didn’t have the chance to fully live your youth, I thought you might like to borrow some stuff from me for the weekend or something!” I excitedly and proudly gave me Dad the device and saw him examine it - he’s so bad with technology, he’ pretty old school. “You have to talk into it - go on give it a go!”
“Thanks, son! I don’t know what to say, I’m so proud of you and it has been tough, but it’s been worth it. Well here goes nothing!” He presses the button on the device “Hello, I would like to exchange our ages if that is possible please” he asked so politely, that I had to laugh, but it was short lived as I suddenly felt a wave of fatigue pass over me and my Dad looked just like some old photos at Grandma’s house. “Oh wow, it worked!” he exclaimed, his voice a little less gravelly than I was used to. “This is so amazing, son! I haven’t felt this alive in years! I’m gonna… I’m gonna… well, I don’t know what I’m going to do. This is the best give ever!” And with that, he ran off, while I was feeling happy for him, but also wondering whether this was a good idea.
A few hours later, he came back out to me in the garden wearing some of my clothes “Are those my…” He interrupted me and and said “This has been amazing so far, but I don’t really know anyone my age, so I want thinking, I might meet up with your friends.” Then, without giving me chance to respond, he pressed the button and said “I want my son’s body”, and with that, he looked exactly like me, and I was my father, beard and all. He lifted up his, or my, tshirt and checked out his new torso. “Fuck, son, you really did work hard on this. Proud of you.” It was so weird to hear my voice say that. “Anyway, gotta go! Oh, and can I take your phone? It’s just, I don’t have your friends numbers. Thanks!” And with that, he was gone.
I wondered how he would get on, he didn’t know my password or anything, but then I remembered that his new fingerprint would open the phone anyway. Dammit. And will he even know how to use Instagram and WhatsApp? He can barely do text messages. I relaxed at home in my Dad’s body before heading up to bed around 11pm. Man, my knees hurt climbing those stairs - I guess I should sleep in my Dad’s room tonight too. I checked myself out in his mirror. Well, my old man isn’t that bad looking, and it’s only temporary.
I woke up a few times in the night to head to the bathroom - super annoying - and then could not sleep past 5am. I guess this body doesn’t need so much sleep! I saw my Dad’s phone on the side and decided to see if he wrote anything. Hmmmmm, seems like he sent a message, let’s see if we can get that open… Which program do I use again for messages? Or do they call it an app? Oh fuck, I should know this - does that mean he took my knowledge of all that technology stuff too??? Oh God…
I run to my Dad sleeping in my room and shake him awake, panicking and telling him he can’t just take my knowledge like that and begging him to leave my mind out of it and to just enjoy the weekend in my body before we swap back. “Fine, fine, calm down” He rolls over, grabs the device and presses the button. “Make my son think he has been my father all along and give me everything I need to know to be him!!” He shouts. “This was too good, and I am never giving it back!”
“Oh, are you okay, son? Can’t remember why I came in here now, old age playing tricks on your old man. You get some sleep and I’ll see you later on.” Damn, that boy sure is popular, let’s see if I see him downstairs before lunchtime haha. Time to grab me a coffee, I think! While I drink my coffee, I decide to have a look at that Instagrade or Instagram app. My son made me an account but I don’t really post anything. Honestly, I can’t really remember how. Oh, but my son has posted something - damn he is looking good - what I wouldn’t give to be that age again. Oh and there’s a caption:
“Big thanks to my Dad for making me the person I am today - couldn’t have done it without your sacrifices.”
Hey, I have a wish for myself. I’m tired of being skinny and young, would you mind beefing me up and adding maybe just a few years to my age?
Slowly, you began to stir awake as the sun started to shine through your bedroom blinds. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes, noting that your arm felt a little heavier than normal and that there seemed to be an immense weight atop your chest.
"What the...?" you grunted, pausing when you heard the deeper baritone to your voice. Your eyes shot open and the first thing you noticed were the large, muscle mountains attached to your chest.
Gasping, you shot upwards and looked down at your inflated, hairy pecs that were at least four times as big as they should've been, looking ridiculously round as they protruded off your bulky chest. In fact, your entire body appeared to have packed on more muscle. Your arms were huge and exuded masculine power and you could make out how thick and powerful your legs were from underneath the covers. However, all of those muscle groups paled in comparison to your inflated muscletits that were so enormous and capped with the nubbiest nipples you've ever seen.
"What is this-- uuughhh!" you moaned loudly as you prodded your pecs with a shaking finger, your whole body spasming at the surge of pleasure that rippled throughout you and made you rock hard, harder than you've ever been before in your life. As you panted and struggled to catch your breath, you could see in the bedroom mirror that your face looked older too. You clocked yourself to be in your mid-forties with the beginnings of wrinkles around your gruff face and the flecks of gray starting to appear in your thick hair. Speaking of which, your body was covered in hair, giving you a top-heavy daddy physique.
You were so busy examining your older, beefier body that you didn't notice the shuffling under the covers beside you.
"Up already, Daddy?" came a guy's voice. Out from under the covers popped out a younger guy, who was around the age you should've been. He was slender and youthful, and the more you stared at him, the more turned on you were.
Ricky, that was the boy's name, you somehow knew. You struggled to come up with an excuse to explain your weirdness, knowing that the stranger who you instinctively knew was your much younger husband, wouldn't believe that you went to bed a slender 23 year old and woke up as a 48 year old daddy with massive, sensitive muscletits.
"Uhh..." you mumbled, blushing.
Ricky smirked and sat up. "I think I know what you need," he teased, reaching up to run his finger through the hair covering your inflated pecs.
Your head rolled back and you couldn't suppress the loud moan at the feeling of your hypersensitive pecs being caressed, which was only magnified by the thick forest of chest hair covering them. You were lost in the pleasurable haze that you barely registered that Ricky had climbed up to straddle your torso, his hard cock getting closer to you.
"OoOOhhh!" you howled like crazy when the younger man slid his hard cock into the deep crevice of your muscletits. The feeling of another man's cock between your pecs was the greatest pleasure you've ever experienced-- everything else was nothing. Your howl turned into a slutty shriek when he reached up and yanked on your nubby nipples, your practically useless cock spurting out cum.
Ricky spasmed and came, his load landing all over your older face.
The two of you laid side by side, panting. Your muscled chest heaved as you caught your breath, and you held the younger man closer to you, your perpetually erect nipples burning with want. You didn't know how it happened, but you were already loving your new life as a muscle daddy with massive pecs who got pecfucked on the daily by his younger husband.
"Ready for Round Two?" Ricky giggled, flicking your nipple.
You could only moan in response.
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"Welcome in! You must be new here." The hunky receptionist greeted you with a warm smile.
"Oh.. hi." You responded sheepishly as you adjusted your glasses.
If your oversized shirt didn't give away the fact that you've never been to a gym, your awkward demeanor sure did. But you're committed, your doctor said you needed to put on some weight, so you're here to gain some muscle. All the guys on the website looked very beefy, so it seemed like a good place to go to gain weight.
"Let me show you around." The receptionist stood up, towering over you.
You followed closely behind him, as if using him as protection against the peering eyes of the other gym goers. It wasn't a bad view either, his ass jiggled back and forth with every step and his muscles bulged through his tight clothes. Though it seemed odd that he had a thick belly, you know, since he worked at a gym. But the more you looked around, the more normal it felt, as almost every man in the gym had a similar round gut hanging out of their shirts.
"This is where I send all the new guys, it's a good place to get started." The man says as he points to a bench stationed beside a rack of dumbbells. "But before you do anything, here's a free protein shake as a reward for becoming a member."
He holds out a large shaker with a creamy looking liquid in it. You assumed it was his, but you certainly don't mind a free shake, especially since you're trying to put on weight.
"Thanks." You respond, smiling back at him.
But he continues standing there, as if waiting eagerly for you to try the shake. You humor him and take a sip. It tastes surprisingly good, it must be packed with calories. But as you try to put the shaker down, the man grabs it and tips it back up, pouring more and more of the shake down your throat. You want to stop him but it tastes so good. You feel your stomach bloating as it tries to cramp the rich shake into your tiny body.
After a few long seconds, the shaker finally empties. You pull it away from your mouth and gasp for air, choking on the thick shake.
"Good man." The man smiles.
You stumble around for a moment, trying to gain your composure, then...
*BBUUUUUURRRRRAAAAAPPPP*
The loudest burp you've ever heard erupts from deep within you, echoing all around the gym. Your stomach rumbles before suddenly expanding to the size of a beach ball, pushing your shirt to its limits. You look down in horror, bringing your hands up to rub your round gut. Then your flat chest follows suit, blowing up with thick muscle and soft fat as they form two man tits right above your belly.
Without giving you time to react, the rest of your body begins to grow. Your shoulders broaden as your biceps swell with fat and muscle. Your hands puff up as they get stuffed with fat. Mounds of muscle grow on your back before disappearing under rolls of fat. You bend forward as your flat ass rises like bread, forming two perky gloves of fat that are barely contained by your shorts. Your shorts continued to tighten around your legs as your tights thicken, leaving a thick bulge in your crotch. The bulge grows as you gain an inch of girth, though it looks shorter as it gets swallowed by your growing fat pad.
As the rest of your body expands, your face starts to change. Your features age to a middle aged man as fat fills your face, making it look soft and round. Your hairline recedes slightly as a thick beard spreads across your jaw, a jaw that is slowly melting into a double chin.
You stand there confused for a moment, before the rush of power fills your brain. You feel like a beast barely contained by his clothes, strong enough to lift any weight in this gym.
"Welcome to Gym Dad's, I'm sure you'll fit right in."
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Gainer Shakes
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