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My place for my transformation fanfictions. I do not own any fandoms that I use and all fics I write, the characters will be over 18.  Feel free to send requests but no promises I would write them.  I'm open to most transformations. Unfollow me if you are under 18 years old.

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I just posted my first chapter of my Hombies Reloaded, A Chris Redfield fic!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/30371790

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[writer-ofstuff]

A hyper muscle Batman story commissions for a friend. My story commissions are currently open.

Bruce had been Batman for many years now. Keeping Gotham safe from criminals and super powered villains. Some of his Villains he has clashed with many times before. Such as Bane. The muscular villain was a strong foe to fight against. But Bruce always outsmarted him to defeat him. 

So when Bruce learned of a strange new product of Bane venom. The Dark Knight set out to locate his foe to stop him. However for whatever reason Bane was hard to track down. The only lead Bruce had to go with was a few officers from the Gotham Police department. The two men, a young rookie and a seasoned officer had both been exposed to this new Bane venom. 

Turning the two officers into these bodybuilder sized men. Taking their DNA samples, Bruce studied the venom within them. Seeing if he couldn't find a way to reverse the effects of this new venom serum.

He's thrown off by how advanced the formula for this new serum Bane is seemingly using is. It makes him wonder if Bane was working with a new partner. It could explain how Bane was being so elusive so Bruce wasn't able to track him. As well as why Bruce hasn't been able to formulate a cure for this serum of Bane venom. 

this was starting to become weirder the further Batman investigated this. It had been days now, almost a week even and he seemed to be further from figuring out what Bane is up to. The officers who had been first affected also vanished. The two men not leaving a single trace of their whereabouts for the police or even Batman to track them. 

They weren't the only ones either. Bruce watches security footage from the construction site downtown. The footage shows three construction workers encountering a large sized masked man that Bruce knew to be Bane. Like the officers, Bane seems to inject this serum into these construction workers. Bruce watching the camera. Fists clenches watching the men morphing into these beastly sized brutes. 

The camera footage cuts off with Bane looking right into the camera, as if he was staring at Batman, challenging him to find him. Before a piece of a metal beam is tossed at the camera and the feed cuts off.

Bruce needed to figure this out and put a stop to Bane. Unsure what the muscular brute’s goal is here. Or what else he intends to do. It's now been over a week at this point when Batman gets a new lead. There was a camera that caught a glimpse of a large shadow that matches Bane’s likeness. It was just a few frames, but studying them Bruce was able to tell that it was Bane who was on the security feed. The camera was located somewhere downtown in Gotham where there are several old and abandoned warehouses. 

No one, not even villains used those warehouses since they were obvious hiding places for police and heroes alike to find wanted criminals. Yet it proved to be fitting for Bane in this instance. Since it only now took Batman to figure out that is where Bane has most likely been hiding. 

He needed to be smart and careful going into this. Bane has been acting strange since this whole thing started. Acting more clever and hiding his steps. Whenever before the brute was headstrong and acted before thinking. Bruce was still convinced someone else was behind this. Instructing Bane what to do and how to stay hidden from him.

Batman of course made quick work in locating exactly where Bane is now. Approaching the large warehouse as night fell over the city. He's on the roof of the building and peers down inside of it. Seeing the men that had gone missing there inside with Bane. The two officers and three construction workers had drastically changed. All five men were shirtless wearing just these spandex-like briefs. Their muscles were huge. Surpassing how Bane would normally be even with his normal venom pumped into him. 

Batman was taken aback by that. Normally Bane would want to be the largest so the fact these men he corrupted where was confusing. It made Bruce wonder if Bane had some sort of trick up his sleeve. The five men had these blank, almost dimwitted expressions on their faces. He can hear Bane speaking to them. And the large brutes would simply say. “Yeah boss.” or something along those lines. 

‘I have to find a way to free them.’ Bruce thought to himself.

He was adamant about doing so, but first he needed a plan. He had the advantage right now in the element of surprise. Slinking down from the top section of the warehouse, Bruce conceals himself in the shadows when he reaches the ground level of the warehouse.

 

He watches carefully. Awaiting for the perfect moment to make his move. Bruce knows he needed to take out the five muscled goons Bane had created first. Since either would make fighting Bane that much easier if he didn't have to deal with them on top of Bane.

While Bruce lingered there in the shadows thinking he had the element of surprise as his advantage. The Dark Knight failed to realize that there was a figure behind him. Unbeknownst to Bruce, Bane had corrupted another man into being his loyal goon. A meta Human with an ability to go invisible. This allowed the hairy Baneified Brute to sneak up on Bruce. 

Bruce didn't realize until he felt powerful arms wrap around him and pull him into the brick wall of muscle.

“Got ya.” The brute rumbled in a deep voice.

Bruce struggled to free himself, but the guy held him in an iron tight grip. 

“Boss! He showed up just like ya said!” The Goon said while carrying Bruce out into the center of the warehouse.

“Predictable as ever Batman. Hiding out in the darkness waiting to make your move.” Bane says in the form of a greeting.

“Leave us gentlemen.” Bane instructed his goons.

“ I'd like to have a chat with the Dark Knight here.” He adds.

Batman is released from his hold as Bane's corrupted Goons leave them alone. Bruce stands there, eyeing Bane with caution. Unsure of what his old fee's plan is here. This is out of character for Bane. Normally Bane would be gloating and going on about how he's going to out do Batman this time. Of course Bruce would then formulate a plan and come out on top and defeat the muscle bond villain with ease.

This Bane though, he seemed more calculated. As if he had a plan of his own he was waiting to carry out. 

“What's your plan here Bane?” Batman asks after a moment.

“You use this new venom serum to corrupt innocent men into those behemoths. Even acquire a meta human to force into a pawn for you. All for what?” The Dark Knight asks.

“I'm going to give you a basic explanation.” Bane starts off by saying.

“I have been enlightened in a way when I formulated my new Bane Venom. Creating a version of my serum that not only enhances my muscles, but also grants me a boost in my intelligence.” Bane pauses.

“It would seem that all I needed was a bit of magic to go into my formula to make it perfect.” Bane chuckles.

“Of course this particular serum I saved exclusively for myself. Though I did make altercations to it so my new goons got the benefits of the increased muscular growth. At a cost for their IQ of course.” 

“After all, I don't need men who can think. Only obedient and loyal to me so they're dumb and happy to do as I say.” Bane approaches Batman.

 The Dark Knight is ready to make a move. His hand lingering near his utility belt to grab a stun capsule to hopefully distract Bane so he can take the brute down.

“You tell me all of this as if I don't intend to stop you like I've done before Bane.” Batman says.

“I'm telling you this Batman because I know that you won't be able to do so.” Bane says with confidence. 

Batman is ready to prove him wrong, only Bane grabs hold of him. Pressing him against a nearby wall. Despite his size, he's able to move fast and disarm Batman. Seemingly knowing just what to do in order to do so. It leaves Batman taken aback. Not expecting Bane to be this calculated in his moves. Then again the villain did say his special serum had increased his IQ. Bruce just underestimated how much smarter his old foe has become now.

“Mhmmm that was satisfying.” Bane chuckles. 

“All the times I've lost to you but now it seems the tables have turned old friend.” Bane presses himself closer to Batman. The Dark Knight once more was thrown off since Bane was acting almost flirty with him. Surely he is mistaken, Bane wouldn't be flirting with him, right? 

“You asked why I told you all of this? It's because I know you aren't going to defeat me Batman.” 

“Not this time. No this time I will come out as the victor here Batman. But don't think I'm going to eliminate you.’

“Far from that actually. I intend to have you join me Batman. You'll be working by my side as my right hand man. Together we will rule Gotham with our iron fists as a powerful and unstoppable couple.” Bane explains.

“I will never join you Bane!” Batman says adamantly. 

That declaration earned him a laugh from the larger man. Bane leaning in close to Batman, a wide grin on his face. 

“I'm not giving you a choice in the matter Batman.” He says. His warm breath tickling Batman's mouth.

Batman is then maneuvered so he's pressed with his back against Bane's muscular chest. Batman thrashes and tries to get himself free, but it seemed like Bane was built even more like a tank. Nothing Batman did got the villain to let up on his hold on the Dark Knight. Being held so close like this Batman can smell a potent musky aroma. The scent he realizes is Bane’s body odor. The scent nearly brought tears to his eyes over how strong the aroma was. Not helping any with his attempts to try and free himself.

“Don't worry Batman, you'll enjoy the process.” Bane promises him.

He holds out a vial of blue serum. Showing it off to Batman for a moment before he injects it into Batman’s arm. Bruce grimaced, inhaling sharply as his arm stings and the area of the injection starts to burn. The muscles in that arm are already throbbing from the serum.

“Relax now my Dark Knight.” Bane says in a low voice. Resting his chin on Batman’ shoulder.

“The serum isn't like what I gave the other men. You won't be all brawn and no brains. Afterall, I like your clever mind. This will just make you more open minded to seeing things from my perspective and allowing you to join me.” Bane explains to him.

Batman clenches his fists and grunts. His body was aching with this throbbing intensity. It was hard for him to focus properly for him to think of a plan out of this. Let alone a way for him to escape so he can regroup elsewhere. No, for now Batman was a sitting duck essentially. His suit started to slowly tighten around his body. Signaling how he was already beginning to grow with newly gained bulk thanks to Bane’s serum.

Bane's musk seemed to become more prominent. It being all Batman could focus on now. It was frustrating to him how helpless he was in this moment that he was allowing this to befall him. Bane's touch on him seemed to get lighter. No longer holding him in a tight embrace to keep him in place. Now Bane’s touch was more so roaming along Batman’ expanded torso. As if he was feeling the growing Dark Knight up with how much muscle he has gained thus far. 

Batman’s mind was in turmoil. Conflicting thoughts clouding his mind. He blames Bane’s musk that is distracting him. For some reason smelling the potent sweaty scent was making Batman feel aroused. His cock already bulging against the spandex of his crotch. To which Bane eclipses his hand over it. Fondling Batman’s sensitive member to make the hero let out an involuntary moan.

Batman found himself caving into these urges bubbling within him. The sensations he felt from Bane touching him, the way his body was gradually growing with new size. It was all becoming too much for him to want to deny himself any longer. Without another thought Batman turns around and kisses Bane. Forcing his tongue into the villain’s mouth to deepen the kiss. The sound of his Batman suit tearing apart echoes in Batman’s ears. 

His bulging biceps bursting through the sleeves, his pecs ballooning outwards that they tear apart the front of the suit. Shredding the Bat symbol of the suit down the middle. Batman’s suit at this point was in tattered ruins. With only a few stray strains stretching across Batman’s newly muscular physique. Not only was Batman now on par with Bane in size, but the Dark Knight seemed to be getting just as tall as him as well. The two men now eye level with one another. 

With just his cowl left concealing his identity, Batman doesn't even try to think about resisting this any longer. No, this was too pleasing for him to want to deny himself this. His attraction to Bane in looks and his intoxicating scent was driving Batman crazy with lust. Bane lifted his own muscular arms up, revealing the dense black wiry hairs that were concealed under his arms. 

Batman doesn't waste a moment as he shoves his face into Bane's musky and sweat soaked underarms. Inhaling deeply and enjoying the powerful musk that wafts from Bane's armpits. 

“I knew you'd like this.” Bane comments.

“Hell, you even exceeded my expectations.” He laughs. 

Batman would snap out of it over the comment. But then he thinks about how all he has given up. All that he has denied himself over the years to protect the city. Hell, even the world. Why couldn't he be selfish at this moment? Why now allow himself to feel immense pleasure like he was experiencing now? He wanted to be selfish, he wanted to keep enjoying himself. 

He moans in reply, sticking his wider tongue out and licking a long stripe up Bane’s hairy underarm. Shuddering over the taste of the other man’s musk and sweat. His own body was starting to become slicked from his own sweat he was producing. Beads of sweat soaking through his torn up cowl. Removing it to use it as a rag to wipe up the sweat. He doesn't care that he revealed his identity to Bane. To his surprise Bane doesn't even seem taken aback by Batman’s true identity. No, the two men were too consumed with their arousal for one another to react to such trivial things. 

Batman had grown slightly more. His torso thicker that he would need to side step to go through most doors. His pecs are massive that he couldn't see past them due to how huge they've ballooned out into. His legs were these massive tree trunk sized thighs that pressed against each other. His cock was exposed, standing fully erect at just over twenty inches now. With his hairier balls hanging lower on him now that they're over filled with more testosterone. Batman grunts, swallowing as he had this lapse of judgment. 

Wondering what he was doing. Why was he allowing himself to fall into darkness and temptation like this? He was Batman, Gotham’s protector. He needed to break off from this spell caused by Bane’s venom serum. He needed to. He stops, his thoughts clouding up once more when Bane moves to stand behind him. Whispering to Bruce about how he doesn't need to stress himself over this.

“You should allow yourself to have these temptations Bruce.” 

“You shackle yourself by your duty as Batman and Bruce Wayne. Don't you want to be free of those taxing identities? To allow yourself to become someone else? Someone free to do what he wants to do? Rather than worrying about doing what needed to be done?”

“Let me free you from your responsibilities Bruce. Let me help you become someone new that you can happily embrace.” 

Those words seemed to sink deep into Bruce’s mind. Subjecting him to falter with his better judgment. Everything Bane said Bruce found he wanted. He did want to be free of his duties as both Batman and Bruce Banner. Having no idea how both of his identities were weighting him down with the shackles of responsibilities. He wanted the freedom that Bane spoke of. Thus allowing himself to lower to his knees. Staring up at Bane as he willingly takes Bane’s into his mouth. It took some work and maneuvering but Bruce is able to take Bane’s shaft into his mouth.

He started off slowly to begin with. Easing himself into a slow pace. His large hand moves and gropes Bane's balls. Massaging them gingerly under his touch. Enjoying the pleasuring moans emitting from Bane. This of course prompts Bruce to keep working. Moving at a faster pace now his cheeks bulging, even his throat somewhat when he moves onto deep throating Bane's thick cock. 

The villain's cock sputters out a huge wad of precum. Bruce doesn't waste a moment in lapping it up greedily. Fueling his desire to taste more of the villain he is blowing. The pair keep up what they're doing. With Bane's large hand resting on top of Bruce's head. Guiding him as the Dark Knight continues to suck him off. It didn't take much more time before Bane's balls churn. Bruce felt them doing so in his palm. With an echoing shout Bane thrusts forward. 

Bane's load is so intense with how much he orgasms and how thick his seed is. Bruce can't swallow all of it down. Bane's load trickles down the sides of Bruce's mouth. Making a mess of his face with the dripping cum that leaks from his mouth. His thick hand fists around his cock, jerking himself off. 

His tongue licking around his mouth to lick up the cum that is smeared around his mouth. While he lifts up his big bicep arm to inhale his own sweaty stench. Bruce sinking back into an aroused state. This time fixating on himself and what a big muscle brute he has become. He can imagine how fucking hot he looks given how powerful he feels. Eager to dominate anyone who gets in his way with his intimidating size. Knowing he would make those six dimwitted goons if Bane's look like newbie body builders with the size he has on them.

Bruce feels his orgasm bubbling up within him. Never has he felt such immense and desirable pleasures as he does in this moment. His tongue sticks out, his mouth opening wide as his eyes go cross as his cock erupts with his orgasm. The gooning hero is still jerking his cock off as it cascades with thick ropes of cum that splatters all over himself and the warehouse floor.

The muscle brute heaves a wife grin on his face. He sits there a moment before he rises up to his feet. He looks over to Bane and his smile grows.

“You were right.” He grunts. 

“I'll be happy to rule Gotham by your side.” He adds.

“But first we need to take care of some obstacles that would stand in our way.” Bruce says.

“Oh?” Bane asks, curious.

“Yeah, starting with a certain Man of Steel.” Bruce tells him.

Already formulating a scheme to get Superman out of their way. Because no doubt his super powered friend would be hellbent on saving Bruce from his new identity. And Bruce wasn't going to allow Clark to ruin this for him.

[21st-century-boys]

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ERIC WINTER The Rookie 2.03 "The Bet"

[siremasterlawrence-deactivated2]

Trophy Boi.

Part 1

Eric Baldoni the next future slave in my harem enters our building.

I hold him upward to lift his upper half after a tussle.

He fought me with all of his strength thinking it as a advantage.

I sting him with a needle sinking it in all the way in to his skin.

His skin stings burning within him making him fall a sleep.

-

Part 2

I ring Professor Adam’s at the base of the floor for help.

“Get down here pronto.” I scream at him through the cell.

“Hot.” Adam’s replies ending the call to rush after me.

I can hear his feet shuffling rushing down to the base.

“How may I be of service?” He questions me following my instructions.

-

Part 3

Long after the moon ascends over the sky light.

The rays of moon shine on his milky smooth skin.

Eric eyes slow flash open an close hitting his brain.

His nerves are over active giving him many new instructions.

I could not sleep getting up walking to the door here he is, a glass in hand.

-

Part 4

He dines with me that early in the morning a table is prep.

He stands handing me a champagne glass, he sips his.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” He calmly adds announces.

He swiftly takes my hand reaching my face till we are neck in neck.

Kissing him felt so pleasurable more than I could imagine.

The end.

[thetistaboveall]

The Traveling Ghost

Before Justin could take second admiring his glorious body as he climbs out of bed hitting the floor of his bedroom and stands in the mirror.

A young man’s suddenly appears in the cold stainless steel shining brightly is this guys full form and to his fear Justin starts to back off.

Unfortunately, the man leaps straight from the mirror onto his body tackling him to the floor and is instantly absorbed as the two fight for control.

The body struggles flopping on the floor till it stops a cold flash of blue eyes vanish into nothing else and I assume control rising to my feet.

He stares in the mirror seeing the former man who owns that body in horror as he poses in the mirror and pounds in the glass screen.

The man smirks back at his beautiful, sexy and fine form spinning through the control and he feels his body up and down glory is shining on him.

Justin swoops into his clothes removing all of his clothes I check my statuesque body so tall and refined like no other stark naked in the light.

I exit my room into the hallway with just my underwear I slide across the floor barefoot doing a bit of jingle and dance my way while I make breakfast.

Grabbing the remote I flip the crisp screen television switch on with a single button as the static turns on and I roll my eyes then w enjoy my day.

The lights shine on as I rush up the staircase back to my bedroom holding on to the bar I head into my closet opening it and quickly get dressed.

I rummage past the area finding a blue silky

smooth shirt, a tight pair of dress pants and cacky alligator shoes and I leave my new home.

Taking the keys in my palm the door swings to the side as I walk on to the outside world and I jump into my car driving off to a very fun future.

“What trouble can I find myself in now with this hot body?”

“Give me back my body “

“Fuck you!”

“You can’t take my body “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Bastard”

“I already have “

“Show some respect”

“You are vessel for me”

“It’s best you accept it “

“For who?”

“You idiot “

“Asshole”

“Jerk”

“Asswipe”

“Fucker”

“I can see your cock growing “

“I feel it too “

“This is my car you are driving “

“My body you are wielding”

“My life”

“Actually know it’s mine “

“Hell no!”

“For as long as I want”

“Don’t worry you will get it back “

“Maybe! After I deplete you “

“If you are still alive “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“You can’t, I won’t let you “

“Who says what you want you matters?”

“It’s does to me”

“Too fucking bad”

“Boohoo”

“I’m in charge now”

“Are you ?”

“Zip it you broken record”

“Husk don’t speak “

“I uuuuuhhhhh!”

“Yeah! I thought so”

“I am about to get sauced”

“Hell yeah!”

“Mwahahahahaha “

Justin blacks out into unconscious land in his mind deep a sleep blissfully unaware of debauchery I performed in his body enough to kill him.

He sighs smelling his hot breath filled with the stench of alcohol, ribs and barbecue sauce and I can’t believe that he thought he was mainly.

His eyes finally pop up as his head bends to the ground holding his mouth and stomach tight as he throws up intensely like a load of garbage.

“Where? Am I?”

“Ok time to get up pretty boi”

“Where are my clothes”

“All you had was a wallet”

“I was naked?”

“You were streaking and causing a disturbance.”

the end

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[diegocalva]

[writer-ofstuff]

A holiday theme story that features a Krampus transformation.

It got colder the further Derek ventured into the woods. He shuddered and tightened his jacket around him. Hoping to find his way out of these woods soon. He just wanted to go on a short walk to get away from the house full of people. Derek did enjoy the holidays but he sometimes needed some alone time for himself

He was still baffled on how he got himself lost like this. He had only walked a few feet away from the familiar path. He's walked these woods a lot and has walked off the trail before.

But now when he turned around to go back to the walk trail all he saw was unfamiliar trees. With how thick the trees were he couldn't tell if it was day or not. What made things more eerie was he felt like he wasn't alone out here. It had to be nightfall by now and with how cold it was getting made him worry. 

Trying to think about what he could do Derek notices something out of the corner of his eye. Turning his attention towards his right, Derek sees a small flickering light.

With no choice he starts to walk towards the small light he saw. Coming out of the trees and coming across the entrance of a cave. Derek was a little awestruck at the scenery he stumbled upon. Honestly it looked like the scene from a movie if he was being honest. Especially with how the cave looked big enough that it could go on for a while. 

He felt an uneasy chill crept through him and a whispering voice telling him he needed to leave and fast. Turning around Derek took a few steps away from the cave when the flickering light distracted him again. This time the light manifested in front of him. The blue wisp danced slowly in front of him, lulling Derek into a trance like state. Derek's eyes tracked the rhythmic movements of the wisp. Until the wisp slowly floated closer to him.

Burning through his shirt as the wisp phased into Derek. The burning sting woke Derek from his trance and he grabbed at the area the wisp entered. He grunted and moaned in discomfort while a burning cold chill spread through Derek. He felt an unnerving darkness surrounding him. He couldn't stop himself shivering from the unbearable cold he felt through his entire being. 

A more strange feeling crept through Derek besides the coldness. His dull fingernails slowly elongated into sharp claws. Derek stares with wide eyes at his dark claws till he becomes distracted with his feet tensing up in his sneakers. Glancing down he winces in discomfort when his toes start to feel numb. With something feeling like it was growing over them. A moment later his shoes burst open and two large hoofs rest on top of his ruined shoes.

Derek lets out a choked back whimper of distress. Trying hard to keep himself from panicking full on, despite what has befallen him. He chants how he is dreaming, this isn't real. No way was something like this real. His body ached more, hair sprouting across his torso underneath his shirt. While his torso also grew wider as it became broader with extra pounds of muscle.

"Wake up. Wake up!" Derek shouted. His voice echoing through the dark woods. 

His ears prickly while they began to elongate a few inches. Derek tilted his head back and let out a frightful scream. Teeth grew into larger fangs as his scream shifted into something dark, eerie, and inhuman. 

Horns sprouted and curled outwards from his head. His body was no longer affected by the cold. Instead he felt an uncomfortable heat thanks to his clothing. With his clawed hands he easily shreds off his shirt and jacket. Letting out a sigh of relief that the constricting coat and jacket were off him. He couldn't help but marvel at his appearance now. The darkness that tainted him doing its job and fully corrupting the former man. Derek's eyes begin to glow an inhuman red in the darkness. A sinister grin spreads on his face. Derek's humanity was fully consumed by the dark magic corrupting him. Krampus' corruption leaves nothing of his old self left. He was just a sinister monster now.

[writer-ofstuff]

A short pumpkin head transformation.

Derek felt uneasy the further he ventured into the woods. The short walk along the hiking trail turned into him ending up getting lost. He wasn't even sure how he managed that. It was as if the path he had walked along many times had shifted. Leading him deeper into the woods. Even being so far into the woods Derek knows he should still be able to find his way out. 

However it seemed like something was keeping him lost. Making him wander these woods while the sky above him got darker as night fell. He let out an annoyed exhale and ran his hand through his hair. He wasn't even getting a signal on his phone. This whole thing was really grating his nerves. Leaving him annoyed rather than scared of being lost.

His attention is caught by a flickering light ahead of him. Cautiously he heads towards the light. Coming to a stop at the entrance of a pumpkin patch. Of all things he hadn't thought to come across a pumpkin patch. It was weird, it looked like someone was tending to the pumpkins. Since the patch looked well kept rather than unruly if it was just a wild patch.

His attention again draws towards the flickering light and to his left he sees resting on a tree stump was a jack-o-lantern. Derek felt a strange aura emitting from the jack-o-lantern, as strange as that sounded. He felt the need to get close to it. When he did, the light within the jack-o-lantern seemed to dwindle. Extinguishing once Derek was in front of it.

He moved without thinking. His hand stretched out to grab the jack-o-lantern when it suddenly evaporated. Derek stood there, astonished over what he just saw. Where the pumpkin had just been was now an empty space. At least, Derek thought so. A fiery face that shared the same expression as the jack-o-lantern materializes. 

Derek hears a sinister laugh echo, this phantom grin then slams into his face. He feels a strong heat flow through his face. Derek's hands immediately move and he touches his face. His skin tingles while a foreign power overtakes him. The evil laugh he heard now echoes in his head. 

He startles when he feels how odd his skin is under his touch. Rigids form down his face. As it now feels a lot like the shell of a pumpkin. Derek opens his mouth to scream, only to have a few embers sputter out. He can feel his face shifting again. His eyes hollowed as two burning embers formed within them. His mouth smoothing over only to then slowly carve into a jagged forced smile. 

Derek clinches his head. The look of dismay on his face slowly morphing into a sinister smile. His mind sinking into a deep slumber whole, the being possessing him takes control of its new host.

[writer-ofstuff]

Tyler didn't expect a magic show to be hosted at his birthday party. But knowing his friends he should have expecting something like this. The show was fun to watch. The magician was very skilled with his tricks and illusions. It almost seemed like the man could do real magic.

"Now for the grand finale. A special gift for the guest of honor." The magician said.

He gestures for Tyler to join him up on stage. With the encouragement of his friends, Tyler stood up and got up on stage.

"I hope you've been enjoying my show." The magician said.

"Because I saved my best trick for last." He added before Tyler could speak.

The way the other man was smiling at him unnerved Tyler a little. So he stood there with a forced smile. Wondering what the guy's deal was to give Tyler such a creepy smile.

"We can all agree that Tyler here is a very handsome man no?" The magician started.

"But imagine how he would look if I enhanced his looks a bit." The magician then says something in a language Tyler doesn't understand. When this strange light suddenly overcomes him. He finds it hard to move after that, his head pounding as this weird sensation pulsates through him.

He groans, clutching his head as his body rapidly changes on stage for all to see. Tyler friends in the audience make various sounds of astonishment over seeing Tyler changing.

"He looks even better doesn't he?" The magician asks Tyler startled friends.

While the former actor stands there, too busy flexing his large muscles to pay any attention.

"Though I don't think he has the means to be a actor anymore. But he will make for a perfect new assitant."

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Believe Everything You See Online

Sebastian Stan had hired a new social media manager not knowing what he’d just done.

Luke was a good social media manager, he’d come with glowing reviews. Until he’d been messing around with filters for fun and accidently posted a pic of Seb with a beard. Seb had stopped by to discuss business things and partnership opportunities and had to excuse himself to the bathroom to pee when the photo had been posted, and had been completely clean shaven and yet when he returned from the bathroom he had a beard, the exact same kind of beard as the filter gave him. 

Even weirder was when Seb left Luke checked Seb’s instagram and a handful of pics of him from the last few days featured the beard too, ones he hadn’t touched. A hint of curiosity in Luke grew until that night he opened photoshop and Seb’s insta and watched as reality seemed to morph with each new post, like the celebration post of him coming out 3 years ago, and a handful of new posts appearing in the past, one of him coming out as gay and the 1 and 2 year anniversary posts. Luke stayed up late experimenting with what could happen, until he fell asleep.

The next morning Luke was awoken by a familiar voice. “Wake up babe, time for my morning dick sucking.” The freshly leather-daddy-ified Seb said. And now the only person in the world who knew who Seb once was was his boyfriend and social media manager Luke.

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Paul had just thrown on whatever he found lying around in a panicked rush this morning but when the photoshoot started he found out after a brief look down, and well he couldn’t help himself, that second pic may look like a two pals having a good time but in reality Jeremy is being sucked into the shirt absorbed, his consciousness pulled into every fibre as his body is absorbed into it. Once all was said and done he pressed a light kiss into the collar of his shirt before giving it a sniff, getting hints of Jeremy’s cologne and nature odour. He grins, Jeremy will make a great addition to his wardrobe, like that blazer he’s wearing which still smells of Chris Evans, mostly because it is him. Sure maybe he should feel a little bad but he and Tom have a photoshoot together next, and these Spider-Man socks could use a little something more.

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Dilfdroids - Part 2

Part 1 here

Froy was home from college, but the empty house was lonely, which is weird because for as long as he can remember he lived alone, but with all his friends in different towns Froy couldn’t just go hang out with friends so he spent his days moping around watching whatever was on TV, until one day a commercial caught his interest. Dilfdroids, sure they were marketed as ‘companions’ but it was plain to see they were glorified sex bots shaped like hunky dilfs.

Froy had never really come out to anyone and sure it seemed kinda pathetic to consider letting a sexbot take his virginity but something about that lead robot they’re marketing, I-AN, called to him.

He went to the Cyber-On Inc. website and ordered hoping that no one had ordered that particular robot, what with every Dilfdroid being unique. And luckily when he awoke the next morning there was a man sized box on his doorstep, eagerly dragging it inside he opened the box and out stepped his Dilfdroid. 

Breezing through the instruction manual Froy quickly found the switch on the back of his neck with 3 options, Sex Machine, Standby (the mode it’s currently in), and Rest Mode.

Without hesitation Froy quickly flicked him into Sex Machine mode, the metal layer over his crotch seem to retract, showing off the most realistic dildo Froy has ever seen, it’s even warm and throbs like a real cock. Something in the Dilfdroid’s eyes lit up as it instantly pinned Froy to the nearest wall and ripped the pants clean off him (he probably should have downloaded Cyber-On’s Dilfdroid settings app to dial down the roughness) then fucked Froy senseless. When Froy had cum he flicked the robot into Standby mode and and had it cuddle him as he drifted off to sleep, very satisfied with his new purchase, like everyone who bought one, completely unaware of what it really was.