#summer is magic

[fujikosouvenir]

Shufu-To-Seikatsu-Sha's ティーンルック Teen Look mag cover, August 1969

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Black

@bizzhideaway woke up from a deep slumber with a ringing in his head. The last thing he remembered was his room suddenly going dark and slipping on a discarded piece of underwear. His body hit the floor with a thump, and the last thing he felt was a pair of strong arms slide under his chest and knees, lift him up and carry him outside. Still half asleep, he tried to stretch because they were feeling a little stiff, but when he tried to move his limbs, he found them not budging. His eyes flew open and he looked around.

The room was semi well-lit by some torches and there were four pillars, with chains coming out of them, tying Bizz up spread eagle with his hands attached to the pillars and his feet chained to the ground. It was at this point that he realised two things, he was both naked and not alone. Between the other two pillars, a familiar face was visible. “Good to see that you’re awake. All I remember was some black ball ‘entering me’, then I was lifting you up and then I woke up here.” Bizz was flabberghasted. “You’re Michael B Jordan!” Michael sighed. “Perhaps that’s not the important part here? But yes, you can get autographs later. But now we have to focus on getting out of here and not on my dick.” Bizz quickly and shamefully turned his gaze to the gorgeous face. “Sooo, any idea of how we’re getting out of here Michael?”

At that moment, Michael groaned in pain. “What’s wrong?” He threw his head back. “Fuck! No idea, but these chains burn like hell!” Michael tried to break free, but you notice that the chain around his left arm has a little black goop on it. “Try the upper left chain? It has something on it so perhaps it’s weaker!” Michael looked at you and up at the chain until he finally sees what Bizz meant. “No idea what that is, kinda looks like oil?” He gives one hard tug, but it doesn’t break. Instead, it starts dripping down the chain, heading for his arm fast. With a bunch of curses, Michael tried to escape by tugging more, but all that accomplished was that the goop was now accelerating. With one last tug, the chain finally broke but sadly for Michael, the goop already reached his wrist and vanished with a shimmer. “What the fuck?”

Bizz looked at the actor and he looked back at him, both unsure of what was happening. A few seconds later, Michael’s eyes started rolling into the back of his head and his cock hardened in record speed. Although it was quite disturbing, Bizz was aroused by the 11-inch fuckstick that hit Michael’s rockhard abs and left a little precum there. His arm became limp and Michael looked near dead if he wasn’t panting and throbbing. “...Michael? Are you... okay?” He answered with a grunt and a nod of his head towards Bizz’s right arm. Before Bizz could divert his gaze from the hunk however, he felt an intrusion in his brain. His eyes rolled back and his cock stiffened to a semi-erection. He lowered his head so he could see Michael again, and he was just in time to see his free hand wrap around his cock and stroke it mechanically. Through the chain around his right arm, white fluid trailed out of his arm, over the chain and into the pillar.

At the same time, Bizz saw the same fluid trail from his left arm and he felt a little woozy. The chain around his right arm vanished and the arm immediately grabbed for his cock, stroking it to its full 9 inches of glory. With more liquid oozing out of him through the chains, Bizz felt his consciousness fleeting once more and when he glanced over at Michael, he saw the flow had stopped and that he was just blankly stroking. With one last moan, Bizz felt the last part of his mind get sucked out and leave through the chain. Via the chains between the pillars, the liquids changed sides with Michael’s juice trailing towards Bizz’s old body via the same chain that administered the black juice. Sadly on Michael’s side, Bizz’s juice had no way of getting to the body since the chain broke in Michael’s attempt to escape, causing his juice to stay stored in the pillar. When the final drop of the pearly substance entered Bizz, his abs contracted and he started shooting his cum mixed with some of the black goo. When the orgasm died down, life returned to his body and the chains vanished into thin air, dropping him to the floor.

“What just happened...” Michael looked around and noticed his own body, still chained up and edging. “Wait, if that’s me, then I am...” He looked down at his new arms and rubbed his pecs while moaning. “Fuckkkk...” He stood up and flexed his new muscles. “Not as hard as my old body, but I can work with this.” He looked back at his deserted husk which is still stroking and he notices the broken chain. He quickly dashed towards the pillar and with the chain in one hand and the other pressed against the stone, he conducted the spirit towards his new body. While Bizz passed through his old body, he found the chance to heighten some of his pleasure points as a “thank you” to Michael which was met with squirts of precum and an ear-deafening moan.

Bizz opened his new eyes and came within seconds. His chains evaporated and he kissed his old body hard. A hidden door opened and some clothes were tossed inside. They quickly got dressed and headed for the door, which revealed a long flight of stairs. As they made their way out, their minds started merging, allowing them to communicate and feel whatever the other felt from anywhere on the world. The stairs led to another door. With one last kiss, they opened the door and found themselves in a huge store, with shelves as far as the eye could see. Even though they were intrigued to browse, they knew better and ran for the exit, the door closing softly behind them. A man in a tuxedo sighed behind the counter. “Glad that went well, I need to focus more next time.” He then lifted up a vial of white liquid. “Although, can’t really say that there’s a negative outcome here.”

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Grey

@writer-ofstuff was having a good day at home until an email arrived in his inbox which he never thought he’d get. “FIRED?!” As he read the email, it became clear to him that there was no alternative. “Blah blah budget cuts... Blah blah deeply regret YEAH RIGHT if you ‘deeply regretted it’, then why am I fired!” After rereading it multiple times, Writer had enough. He grabbed his coat and headed out. At least 4 shots later, he finally felt all the worries about the future fall off his shoulders. The (kinda cute) bartender came up to him and told him that the bar was closing and much to his surprise, it was already 4 AM! So he asked the handsome lad for one last beer and his number, which he both received with a wink. He clumsily opened the beer and he was welcomed by an unfamiliar smell. “Hey, did you give me a speciality beer?” The barman smiled and said, “Yep, on the house if you allow me to drive you home” before continuing to clean up. Writer took a swig and immediately felt lightheaded. It was probably the beer mixing with the other drinks, but it felt weird anyway. He took another good look at the label, but it all started to blur so he took another good look at the liquid inside. “Why’s this beer grey? Hello?” He glanced around but the bartender was gone. Suddenly the bottle started to vibrate, grabbing his attention again and when he looked at it again, the bottle found its way back to Writer’s mouth and he started chugging it all. Once it was empty, the bottle vanished and Writer felt like a veil was being pulled over his conscience. He looked around one last time and found the bartender leaning against the wall, only with a completely different (and gorgeous) face. With a few blinks that kept getting slower and slower, Writer finally blacked out.

Colin was absolutely smashed. He bantered with his friends about having “Pirate’s Blood”, but once he got started he really didn’t like stopping. So when his buddy Josh Dallas invited him over for a drinking night because the wife conked out, he planned on going all the way. Luckily Josh had a spare bedroom so he didn’t have to travel afterwards. Last time they did this and Colin prepared to go home he passed out in the hall and Josh let him sleep there, so this time he made sure he had a bed reserved.

After 3 beers Josh’s speech had already started to slur. Although he was quite a big fella, alcohol was Josh’s greatest weakness. Colin had downed twice as much but he was nowhere near as drunk. He started talking about all sorts of things that were sort of TMI, like how Gennifer tended to make him eat her out while he had said that he didn’t enjoy doing it. Luckily Colin was able to swing the conversation back to normal stuff with a little effort. After nearly avoiding a conversation about dick size by swinging it to Josh's new personal trainer via bicep size, something weird happened. Although there was no storm outside, somehow a gust of wind was forceful enough to open a window and blow something inside. Colin couldn't really see what it was and he was about to go take a look when drunk Josh pushed him back into the seat and told him that he got it covered. Josh bent over, nearly falling but somehow managing to stay up and he got back up again with some weird glowing ball in his hands. “Lol, this looks like something from the show haha, a magic orb-” Josh was wheezing from his own joke when it emitted a bolt of lightning that struck him right in the chest. Colin was a little tipsy before but now he was 100% sober again. He rushed towards his fainted friend while the blog exited the building the way it came in.

After a thorough inspection, Josh seemed to be fine. “He probably passed out again. Fuck that means that I have to carry him to his bed.” Colin dreaded this because he nearly threw out his back last time that he had done that. Suddenly Josh opened his eyes and gasped for breath. He frantically looked around for a moment before noticing Colin leaning over him, and his facial expression changed from shock to something that Colin hadn't seen before. He backed off a little so Josh had enough space to get back up, but Josh wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled him closer. Since it was a pretty hard fall it wasn’t weird for Josh to feel weak, and getting zapped sure didn’t help. He tensed his back muscles to give his buddy a solid way to get up, but Josh didn’t get any farther than a foot off the ground. In fact, he just hung around his neck and staring into his eyes like a sloth. Colin was about to say something about how this was kinda gay until he saw that Josh’s eyes were a little more blue than usual. “What the fu-” was all he could say before getting shut up by Josh’s lips.

Colin wanted to push Josh back down and leave, but somehow he couldn’t get himself to do it. The feeling of Josh’s tongue trying to enter his mouth and his heavy breath somehow made him care less about what was happening and just go with the flow. Josh moaned loudly and the breath that came out of his mouth smelled like vanilla, which made Colin’s cock leak precum. This confused him. He felt an insane need for Josh and wanted nothing more than cater to Josh’s every need, but he also was deeply disgusted and wanted to leave immediately. Meanwhile, Josh had started pawing his crotch and tweaking his nipples until Colin couldn’t hold back anymore. He started undoing his pants and grabbed his erect cock, hoping that his lover would suck him off, but when he looked back at Josh he noticed another change in his demeanour. From shock to lust he had gone earlier, but now there was no emotion whatsoever. Josh pushed him back into the couch and Colin hoped that he was gonna dominate him, but to Colin’s surprise Josh stuffed his cock back in his pants, put on his coat and left without saying a word. Since he was extremely erect, Colin decided to jack off to the thought of Josh’s throbbing cock in his mouth. After his fantasy evolved to Josh fucking him in his ass while making out with him, Colin couldn’t hold back his orgasm anymore. He came hard and covered his face with his own cum, catching a few ropes in his mouth. He breathed heavily and smelled a familiar vanilla smell.

Colin looked around. “Josh? Are you back? I came without you, but if you give me a minute I’ll be ready for another round!” Colin quickly devoured all of the cum that was on his face and body, but he didn’t find Josh. Instead, he heard the clanking of a bottle hitting wood behind him and he saw a brand new beer bottle standing on the table. “Okay, I know I said the last one was the last one, but I can’t resist an open beer and you know that Josh! So where are you?” He playfully searched the room for his playmate, but he couldn’t find him anywhere so he picked up the bottle. “GS Specialty Beer? Josh where did you get this? I’ve never heard of this brand.” Colin smelled it and loved the vanilla, so he took a chug. Somehow the beer tasted perfect, but it felt kind of slimy in his throat. After two more chugs he was disappointed by a lack of more booze, so he put down the bottle and burped. And he burped again. Soon he was burping so much that it looked like there was something trying to come out of him. It was then that he heard a little voice in his mind, asking him what was happening. Thinking that this was all just a bad trip or something, Colin laid down on his side and closed his eyes.

When Writer woke up, he had no idea where he was or who he was. All he knew that something strange had happened like in the stories he wrote like he now possessed someone. He stood up and was hit immediately by a sharp pain. “Fuck, I hate hangovers.” He grasped his throat and found new muscular hands massaging his unshaven neck. He stood up, still a little dizzy from all the booze, and ran to the mirror, only to find the handsome Colin O’Donoghue staring back at him, fully naked and fully erect. One tug on the sizable cock was enough to not only make him moan but also a voice in his head. “Colin?” “Fuck yeah, stroke that cock.” Writer found his new hands immediately obeying the orders and he started stroking his dick. After minutes of flexing and stroking, he finally blew his load over the mirror. With gusto, he licked it all up and went on with his day.

“Buddy it’s been a month now, you know damn well that when you drink too much, I get stuck with the consequences!” Writer was mad at his host, but Colin knew damn well it wouldn’t take long. Turns out that they would continue losing control to the other every time they went to sleep. Colin knew that he shouldn’t dump his hangovers on his new partner, but at least he now had no downsides to drinking anymore! “Ugh fine, you know I can’t stay mad at you for long. But that means that next time that Josh is gonna fuck us, I’m making sure he’s gonna fuck us so hard that you’ll feel it for the rest of the day. Colin laughed inside. Like that was a punishment!

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Purple

The purple wisp had some borders to cross.

Shawn Mendes had a lovely time at the meet and greet. He and a few lucky fans that were picked from his Instagram had a chill afternoon on the American side of the Niagara Falls, and now it was time for him to return to Toronto. He said goodbye, got in his car and drove to the highway. Sadly for Shawn, there were Mounties checking cars on the border, and since he was famous, there was no chance he’d get away with a Mountie stopping him for a selfie.

All the cars in front of him started forming lines and he quickly noticed a line that was going fast AND had an older guy who hopefully didn’t know him. The line proceeded quickly, but when there were a few cars in front of him a new batch of mounties came to relieve the current ones. Shawn’s old guy was no exception and he cursed a little when he saw a guy around his own age take the place with a big grin on his face. Shawn hoped that the guy didn’t care about the celeb in his line, but he knew that those chances were slim. After taking a singular glance at the buff Mountie, Shawn was a 100% sure that the guy was gay. He had a little bit of a loose wrist and his butt was just huge! So there were 3 possibilities: the guy loved Shawn and he would be pulled aside for a selfie, the guy didn’t know him/didn’t care and Shawn could continue the long drive home, or the guy hated Shawn’s guts and he’d be pulled aside for an “intensive search” to just annoy Shawn. He sure didn’t like those odds.

Pulling up and noticing no difference in the guy’s mimicry, Shawn concluded that it was scenario two, which was by far the best. He handed over his passport and while the guy was looking at it, Shawn looked around. He saw a lot of birds and other cars, but one same thing he saw was a purple orb falling from the sky, headed straight for them. He blinked a few times to make sure that what he was seeing was real, and weirdly enough, it was. Shawn wanted to warn the Mountie but before the words left his mouth, the ball had already struck the guy on the back of his head. The guy’s head gave way and hit his huge chest, before bouncing back by his big pecs. Strangely enough, even though it looked like liquid when it hit him, there was nothing on him, like it all dissolved.

When he opened his eyes, they had become a strange shade of purple. The guy had been on the point of handing back the passport when he took it back again and laughed. “My little sister’s going to kill me if I don’t get a selfie with you, if you could please follow me?” Shawn internally screamed at the sudden change of heart. He just felt like apologising and driving off, but a gust of wind blew in some of the guy’s body odour, and it smelled like vanilla. “Sorry, I’m in a hurryyy...” Shawn felt himself go slackjawed and saw the guy grin. “Unlock the doors and let me get in.” After a button press and a single command “Drive”, Shawn and his new companion drove to a nearby abandoned parking lot.

“Get out and make out with me.” Shawn was a little confused by this request, but after another fresh dose of odour, he was sloppily groping his buddy. The kiss was broken off after a while when suddenly the Mountie’s hat hit Shawn in his face. This pulled him out of his daze and he noticed that the 6′5″ beefcake in front of him had shrunken down to around 5′2″. Shawn was about to say something about it when he felt a finger on his lips, shutting him up. The Mountie had shrunken down to around Shawn’s nipples and started biting them, making Shawn want to moan but he found out that he just couldn’t. This started to worry him but seeing his buddy shrink down even further made him really scared. The hat started to merge with its tanned wearer and his iconic red coat melted into a puddle under him. With a last kiss on Shawn’s crotch, the guy morphed into a cardboard box on top of the red puddle. The kiss on his dick stirred something in Shawn, making his cock harder than it has ever been. He felt himself lift his feet up and step forward into the box, trying not to hurt his new friend. A purple haze took over his mind and he felt himself shrink down as well. He looked around one last time before morphing into his new form. The box closed, the red formed a nice ribbon and the package made its way its destination.

@thegreatstoryteller heard the doorbell ring while he was gaming. He quickly typed brb to his teammates and walked downstairs. When he opened the door, there was a beautiful box with a large red bow. He picked up the box and put it down on a table so he could open it with ease. He turned the box around and saw a little note on the side.

Be careful and don’t tear the box!

He quickly put away the scissors he grabbed earlier and pulled on one end of the bow. The knot instantly loosened and the box opened with ease, revealing... a dark purple tux? It didn’t look like much, but suddenly both the top and bottom part lifted themselves up and flew at him. He was blown back by the sudden impact and fell back onto his armchair, which immediately coloured purple as well. A daze filled his mind as he felt himself change. Abs started to form and his stubble retracted, giving him a younger appearance. Actually, he felt a lot younger too! His chest hair was reduced to a little dusting, but apart from that all of his hair was on top of his head. He felt something change in his throat so when he tried to speak, it came out with a thick Canadian accent. This levelled soon enough, but he still kept the famous Canadian “eh”. Memories of the transformation appeared in his mind, accompanied by other memories. Memories of Shawn getting rawed by Gus Kenworthy after the MMVA’s. Ranting on snap chat how he wasn’t gay. This would take some time getting used to. And he needed to cum on the box later tonight to make sure that the Mountie wouldn’t run his mouth when he became human again.

Damn, the life of a secretly gay pop star is really hard.

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Magenta

The magenta wisp was going for a more extraterrestrial approach.

@idude786 was on his way to work when he saw a bright light fall from the sky. He heard of meteor showers in Russia and such, but he hadn’t seen any in the USA. He was quite fascinated by it, so contrary to all the other drivers on the highway, he took the first exit and went to investigate the crash site. He’d make up a shitty excuse for his boss later.

“It has to be around somewhere...” Joseph kept looking but he found no signs of any meteor. It was such bad luck that it had fallen into a nearby forest instead of a meadow. He drove around for a while until he decided to give up and turn his care around. It was at that point that he saw a faint magenta glow behind the trees. He parked his car, got out as fast as he could and sprinted towards the light. “Perhaps this will be something new and get some award!” But when Joe got there, there was nothing. Just grass, trees, and a small crater. He remembered a news story about Tim Tebow a few weeks back, which sounded quite similar to this one, but sadly for Joe, there was no glowing rock. He looked into the crater and saw something weird. His heart skipped a beat as he quickly walked towards it, fell on his knees and started inspecting it closer. It looked like a worm, but it was magenta and really creepy.

It was then that the organism noticed Joe and turned what was probably its head towards him. Joe backed up but the worm jumped on top of him, walking forwards over his legs towards his dick. He regretted every decision he had made today, if only he had stayed on the highway. He swatted the worm away, afraid that it would latch onto his hand but luckily for Joe, the worm squealed and hit the dirt. Before Joe could go up though, the worm had already jumped back onto him and this time he was going for Joe’s belly button. He tried swatting it away again, but this time the worm latched onto Joe’s skin, which hurt like a motherfucker!

Joe arched his back while trying to live with the excruciating pain, and when he looked back at the worm, he saw that it was already half inside of him. Part of him wanted to pull it out, but he was afraid that it would cause a lot of damage. That being said, letting it in would probably cause a lot more damage, so he wrapped his hand around it and gently pulled. The back of the worm pulsated and some magenta liquid flew onto Joe’s face. It smelled wonderful, like vanilla, and soon he was too dazed to care about the worm. He relaxed and the last thing he saw was his belly button closing again before blacking out

When he came to, he noticed a few things. One, there was a weird voice in his head. It was telling him weird things in some crazy language. Two, the pain had spread over his entire body. And Three, he couldn’t move a muscle. “Ah, you’re awake.” The voice in his head apparently understood that it needed to speak English. “Don’t worry about the fact that you can’t move, this is only temporary. I have a proposition for you. I will make you into a better person, but you will let me stay inside of you.” This intrigued Joe. Of course, having a parasite inside of him wasn’t something that he would enjoy, but it could make him into whatever he wanted! “I sense that you’re in favour of the idea. Here’s a taste of what you’ll be looking like.” Suddenly Joe’s arms started to hurt even more, but since he couldn’t move, he didn’t know what was happening. It felt like they were being lifted into the air, while at the same time being heavier. When the pain had ended, his body automatically showcased his new arms. They were huge! Big manly biceps, sweaty pits with thick unkept hair and defined veins completing the already perfect picture. “This is just part of your new body. You can tell me to leave and I’ll search for a new host, or you can give in and you’ll be perfection.

Joe laughed at the ‘dilemma’. Without thinking he surrendered completely and let the transformation begin. The strange feeling of being lifted while getting heavier spread over his entire body, but this time he could move his head to see all the changes. Powerful pecs jutted forwards and he felt a six-pack form. He felt something tingle under his chin. “That’s weird, I shaved this morning.” In the middle of this remark, his voice dropped around an octave, giving him a sensual deep voice that would make all the guys call him Daddy. He rubbed his chin with his new huge arms and was surprised by a dense beard. He sat up and looked at his legs, which started growing before him. The loose pants stretched till their maximum, and a small tear began forming. Luckily for Joe, his legs had stopped growing so he wouldn’t have to walk around naked.

He took out his cock which grew in his hands, not only becoming erect but also growing a few inches in general. Joe couldn’t help himself and he started pissing. He had always had a thing for watersports and this was hot! He opened up and started catching most of it in his mouth and he loved the taste, it had a little hint of vanilla in it. Without knowing it, he had just finished his transformation. He stood up and walked towards his car so he could look into the mirror. He looked exactly like Brant Daugherty! He even remembered stuff that only Brant would know. “Yeah, I gave you a few of Brant’s memories, I figured that you wanted to impersonate him a little.” While Joe was checking himself out, another car approached. “WTF DUDE! Have some decency!” Joe looked down and saw that he had forgotten to tuck his cock back into his pants. He looked at the guy inside the car and saw that it was some frat bro. He felt the parasite take over, and instead of apologising profoundly and immediately getting into his car, Joe aimed his cock at the guy and started pissing. The guy quickly rolled up his window with disgust, but he was too late as a single drop flew into his mouth. His face went from pure repulsion to neverending bliss, and he opened his door and fell to the ground. “I am ready to obey, Master Brant.” Joe rolled up his sleeve and gave the slave a quick flex. The slave understood it’s purpose and started licking up every single drop of sweat out of his Master’s pit while massaging the biceps. Joe laughed. “This will be good.” 

Due to there being a slight change in the schedule, there will not be two stories today. The reason for this will become apparent soon.

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Brown

The brown wisp went for the cover-up.

@transformee and his friends were having loads of fun in the car. The hour-long drive was perfect for them to talk about all the things that had happened during the time that they were apart. Adam was happy to see his friends again, and there was no better way to show them how much he'd missed them like dragging them to the woods and shooting them. With paintballs of course.

The terrain was around 2 square miles and it was filled with mostly forest, but there were also a few fields and clearings. Once they all got their equipment, guns, and a little explanation, the guys were released into the wild. After a minute of walking a whistle was heard, which meant that you were now allowed to shoot. Immediately a red paintball splattered against a tree next to Adam, letting him know he was not alone. He turned around and shot a few purple balls to the place where his attacker should be, and he was glad to hear a few curses in the distance. He dashed off, hoping he'd be safe but soon yellow and green were also flying around him and hitting him on his visor and clothes. He noticed that blue was absent, but the second he wondered where his buddy could be, a well-aimed shot flew through the air and right into his balls, making them completely blue. It hurt like a motherfucker, and Adam really wanted to take a timeout but sadly for him, his friends were right between him and the exit. A few more shots landed onto trees next to him and he gave into his flight instincts and ran off.

He ended up finding a beautiful clearing with high grass and a few weeds and he sat down in the midst of them, making sure that he wouldn't be as visible. Adam couldn't really see though the mixture of paint on the visor, but he really needed to look at the damage, so he decided to break one of the rules. Taking off his visor, he started inspecting his dick and balls, luckily finding nothing wrong. Suddenly he heard something soar through the sky and land right next to him. It was paint. Wait, who the fuck was brown? Did one of the staff members grab a gun? Or did someone get more ammo? Not that it really mattered who fired that shot, Adam had to take cover. He laid down flat in hopes that the shooter would think that he had been a rabbit or something, and after a little while the barrage had ended as quickly as it had begon. Adam looked around. The grass around him was covered by the brown paint, but instead of the nasty paint smell it smelled quite lovely. Like vanilla. He cautiously stood up and felt a cool breeze on his back. He looked over his shoulder, expecting a tear or something that happened during his escape, but somehow a hole the size of a fist had kind of burned it's way into the cloth. 

Splat

Adam yelled in agony as a perfectly aimed ball hit him on his exposed back, hitting him in his spine. It hurt like hell and he fell down on all fours, trying to endure the pain. The attacker didn't shoot a second time, they had probably seen Adam's reaction and left. After a lot of deep breaths the pain had finally vanished. Adam looked over his shoulder again and noticed two things. The hole had now grown so much that his entire back was exposed, and said back was now no longer pale, but the same brown as it had been struck by, like the paint had spread out and given him a nice tan.

Splat

While Adam was checking out his back, a shot hit him in the chest. This luckily didn't hurt as much, but now he saw that the paint was what had burned the hole in the cloth. Adam was shirtless within a few seconds and the paint had left a brown mark above his belly button. It quickly started spreading, leaving him with the same brown tan like he had on his back. However, wherever the tan went, it transformed every ounce of fat into pure muscle. After a minute Adam didn't recognise his body anymore. Bones had rearranged and muscles had grown to sizes that he thought were only possible with steroids. 

Splat

Another ball hit Adam in his crotch, but this time it didn't hurt at all. His clothes disappeared again, leaving him completely butt naked this time, but Adam didn't care. All that he could look at was his growing cock. It hadn't been small to begin with, but now it had grown to a whopping 13 inches. It looked smaller though because his thighs, calves and feet grew to epic proportions as well. Adam moaned as his butt started to bubble and he impulsively brought his larger fingers towards his asshole. He put his index finger at his entrance and slid it in with ease. His hole had become loose enough so there was no problem fitting one or more cocks in it, but it was still tight enough to make a guy cum in mere seconds. He woke up from his sexual haze and realised that he was still under attack, so Adam quickly grabbed his visor and put it on since all his other protection had vanished. He turned around, only to immediately have the paint ball hit him on his visor.

Splat

The ball hit him right between the eyes, like the visor didn't even exist. Wait why was he even wearing a visor? A dense stubble started growing on his jaw and his head gained the same brown tan as the rest of his body. Adam pushed back his now dark brown hair and posed a little. A bright flash brought him back from this weird daydream or something and Adam looked at the director of the shoot, who obviously was loving the photos. Adam tried to remember what had just happened. He had been on a car ride with his buddies, right? No, it had just been the cab to the set, of course. Memories slowly started to transform into new ones that fit his fit body better while Adam was trying his hardest to remember everything how it used to. Thoughts of relaxing turned into an obsession to get even bigger and bigger each day and he felt a burning need to work out. After almost everything was transformed, only one last thing had to be changed. "Fuck, what was my name again?” The director laughed. “Eric I hope this is a joke? You don't have to play a role or something, we need pics of the real Eric Janicki.” He took a deep breath and felt the last piece of the transformation complete.

Erik opened his eyes and noticed a little drop of brown on his right pec. He excused himself for a second and spread it out. God he really hated his current spray tan machine, he really should upgrade it soon.

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Blue

The blue wisp had a different plan than just straight up possession.

@mrcavanaughtf was taking a nice hot bath. It really helped him unwind. All the different aromas that were coming from the mixtures of oils he had dissolved into the water really allowed him to just sit back and relax. He closed his eyes, enjoying the serenity. He then heard a strange zap near his feet, but when he looked up he saw nothing that was out of the ordinary. Except, there was a new bottle of oil that he didn't recognise. He picked up the bottle to inspect it. There wasn't a label on it, it just looked like a see-through bottle with blue liquid, plasma almost. He opened the lid to smell it and it was a wonderful scent, almost like vanilla. Even though it would be a great addition to his collection, Henry didn't trust it since he sure as hell didn't buy it himself, so he moved back up to put it back. 

Henry had forgotten though that his hands were quite slippery from the argan oil, and before the bottle was back at it's place, it slipped out if Henry's grasp. Thankfully Henry had amazing reflexes and he caught it an inch before it hit the water. He laughed. This however stirred the content of the bottle enough so that one tiny drop slipped out. Henry saw this a little too late and the drop hit the water. Henry waited anxiously... He waited a little longer… He clearly saw it splash, but nothing happened? “Whew, luckily it was nothing.” The second he closed his mouth and laid back, he felt a few bubbles come up. That was strange since he didn't use the oil that usually did that. “What the-.” 

In a mere seconds the water was blue. Henry tried to step out of it but it felt like the water was clinging onto him, dragging him down. His face was pulled underwater and immediately he felt something strange happening on his jaw. It widened and his usual scruff lightened to almost ginger. The hair on top of his head changed too, becoming a light shade of brown and a little longer than usually. The water started solidifying around his naked body, forming tight clothing around Henry’s already lovely body. Henry hadn't been able to see any of this since he refused to open his eyes, but after the clothes had formed onto him he couldn't help but be curious. Besides, one peek wouldn't hurt, would it?

When he opened his eyes, he immediately felt them tingle. He knew they were changing but he was more focussed on the expensive blue tux on his body. It looked a little large in some areas, but Henry knew that it wouldn't take long before it was a perfect fit. Meanwhile his eyes had finished transforming and they now were a lovely shade of light blue. Henry was about to stand up when more water started to solidify. This time it was around his neck and Henry felt like he was going to suffocate since he'd been holding in his breath for about a minute already. The water around his neck took the shape of a tie and it started to tie itself, slipping the knot closer and closer to his neck. It began exerting pressure on his throat, so instinct took over and he gasped for air, filling his lungs with water. 

Alexander stood up as a new man. He exited the bath and snapped his fingers, drying himself completely within a second. It was weird that he now shared his body with a gay transformation writer, but it was definitely worth it since it granted him all sorts of magic powers. Of course it meant that he had to obey Henry's every command, but for now he was still weakened by the transformation. He straightened his suit and snapped his fingers again, teleporting himself into a brothel. “Oh hello mister Ludwig, we haven't seen you in ages! Christina is available right now if you'd like a quick session?” Alexander was about to say yes when he felt Henry’s grasp over him strengthen. “No thanks, I want to get fucked by two of your most muscular men please.” Alexander was trying to resist, but Henry forced him to snap his fingers. Within moments he was deepthroating a monster cock while getting his ass pounded. Another surge of Henry's power flowed through his mind and suddenly Alexander stopped caring about suddenly becoming gay. All he wanted was to obey Henry and suck cock.

[grant-spiraltf]

The Summer Is Magic - Pink

The pink wisp had a more romantic style.

John was doing some laundry with the tv displaying the news on mute. He was almost finished when a headline pulled his attention. “Zac Efron missing.” He quickly grabbed the remote and unmuted the tv to hear what happened. The female news reporter said that bystanders had found Zac standing in the middle of the street, sweaty, dazed and most importantly, naked. Sadly there were no pictures taken of the stud because before anyone was able to grab their phone, he had already run off. “Nobody has seen him since, but people have said that he was just out on a jog when a pink orb flew into his face and his clothes suddenly dissolved! Now I don’t know about you, but that sounds like wizardry haha. There has been a bounty placed on him by friends, so I suggest you keep a weather eye out!” The woman touched her earpiece and nodded a few times. “We’ve just received a hint from someone who saw Zac run into a suit store, fuck the owner and receive a free pair of jeans and a shirt. Before Zac could be apprehended he had already vanished again, and when the tailor was questioned, all he would say was “Must help Zac win over @malebodyswaps.” What is even happening?!”

John turned off the tv and freaked out. He looked at his phone and saw a message from a fellow writer. “Bro! Did you hear the news! Zac Efron is coming for you, and he just got you a bouquet of roses!” He quickly messaged them back, saying that he had heard and that he had no clue what was happening. He noticed that the group chat had gone awfully quiet, other writers like Cav and Crafty hadn’t said anything in a while, and tfstation had been acting strangely. He then received another message. “Hello, this is Zac Efron. I know that I’m not supposed to know you, but ever since that weird thing hit my face, all I could think of was finding you and winning you over. I’ll see you in a bit.” John didn’t know whether to be charmed or scared by the message. He chose the latter and decided to pack the essentials and run.

When he finally closed his suitcase and opened his front door, he saw Zac coming from the end of the street. “Shit!” He ran to the back door and opened it, luckily for him there was nobody in the back alley. John turned around to shut the gate and he turned around, only to bounce into a huge pair of pecs. “Hello John, I’m so glad to finally meet you. Let’s go inside.” John knew that there was no running from the ripped stud, so he opened the door again and led Zac inside. Once they were both in, John closed the door and turned around to see Zac undressing. “Not that I mind seeing you shirtless, but do you mind explaining what you’re doing?” Zac looked up at John and John noticed that Zac’s eyes had turned pink. “Must. Convert. John.” Zac dashed forwards and grabbed his target by the head. Without a warning, Zac lifted his pit and pressed John’s face into it.

John struggled to get free, but it was no use. Zac was ten times stronger than him, so all he could do was wait. He sniffed the pit, expecting it to reek of sweat, but surprisingly it smelled like vanilla. He took another deep sniff. And another. Soon he was hungrily worshipping Zac’s pit to get as much of the odour into him as possible. He felt Zac pick him up and carry him to the bed. “John, will you please be my jacket? I promise that I will take great care of you and do whatever you want!” John was still stuck in his sexual haze and since this meant that they would be together forever, he said yes in a heartbeat. Zac undid his pants and whipped out his dick. He started jacking off over John. John wanted to get a taste of the cock, but Zac pushed him down. “I have to cum over your face. Please lie down my love.”

Within a few minutes, Zac reached climax. Hot ropes of cum flew over John’s face, and he felt a tingle. Slowly he started losing all sense of touch and he became darker and darker. His legs contracted and he felt all parts of him become more rigid. When the transformation was complete, he was a brand new leather jacket. Zac picked him up and got dressed. John felt a strong connection between them. Since he couldn’t speak, he thought to himself “Zac please flex.” Zac moaned and started flexing. John laughed to himself. This will be fun.