With The Quarantine And All I Had A Lot Of Time For Myself At Home, Which Made Me Buy Random Stuff Online.

With the quarantine and all I had a lot of time for myself at home, which made me buy random stuff online.

While scrolling the app I found a supplement that 100% gurantees growth or your money back. This made me curious so I bought it along with some weights and other stuff.

Some days passed and I got what I ordered. I read the bottle of supplements and said take one a day. The pills were small and I mean real small so I thought of taking more.

After setting things up I took 2 pills and started working out. In 5 minutes I felt myself heat up and sweat a lot. Next was an odd feeling of being horny.

I looked at the mirror and thought the pills made me delirious because I myself blowing up with muscle. My whole body pulsed and grew, pulsed and grew. I can see my biceps inflating along with my pecs. My stomach deflated then brick like abs popped out.

When things went back to normal I was very excited that I grew instantly like that. Here I gave myself a flexing and admired my neely grown body.

As I flexed and groped I suddenly felt myself heating up. Looks like the pills were working again. I kept admiring myself looking in the mirror as I grew again.

But things were very different now. I blew up way faster and looked like a pro heavyweight bodybuilder but shredded to the max. Then I crept upwards my face now gone from the mirror.

As things calmed down again in the mirror I could only see my legs thru the mirror other than that I was too wide and too tall to see anything else. I even had to slouch as I was now taller than the ceiling.

Suddenly again I felt another episode but now I got hard, harder than I've ever been and my penis just blew up like a balloon and along with it my body grew again. Taller, wider, heavier, stronger.

I was in euphoria and sorta scared with what I was becoming. But in the back of my mind I was loving it and eyed the supplement. Maybe one or more couldn't hurt me.

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“Yeah, that’s okay, babe! I get it,” Vannessa spoke softly through the phone in her usual higher feminine voice, looking out of the restaurant window facing the street. “Work sucks and networking never ends. It’s—no, no really, I’m fine! I’ll see you when you come back from the office. Okay….. Mmm-Ok, love you too. Byeeee.”

She hung up the phone, glaring down at her husband’s name and picture on the screen, and then looked back up to watch her husband hang up and tuck his phone back into his suit jacket pocket. He straightened his jacket, ran his hands through his hair and opened the door to the restaurant. Vannessa coughed and cleared her voice.

“This son of a bitch…” she spoke in a rich, deep voice and took another sip from her espresso. She caught the bastard cheating on her about a week ago with this stud and she’d been planning on her revenge ever since. She was fine with her husband being bi, she just would’ve appreciated some honesty and explanation before he went and embarrassed and betrayed her with some dude (whom she’ll admit is drop dead gorgeous but that doesn’t justify anything). It started with inhabiting the body of her husband’s new love, which was easy enough since he was very public on Instagram about his whereabouts. She’d left a note to her husband that she was leaving, but he wouldn’t find that until later, after she’d carried out her plan.

She intended to break his heart, like really break his heart. Hell, he’d done the same to her, so it was only right that she do it to him. She planned to use her new body to its full advantage, make her husband feel awful for a change. She would give him an incredible night out, she best fucking he’d ever had in his life, and then she’d tell him it’s over, that she’d way out of his league abs that it’ll never work—and she’d be right! She *was* way out of his league now, she was bigger, better, hotter, and thicker than anyone he’d ever hope to find again. He could try to get back with his “wife,” but she had a feeling that “she” was letting all kinds of similarly bigger, better, hotter, and thicker dudes to fill her hole right now.

For now, Vannessa felt great in her new body. She loved the confidence walking around in this studly physique gave her, she turned herself on every time she got a look at her smirking face in the mirror, and she was surprisingly adept at working her new thick cock, as 3 different guys at the gym this afternoon could attest to. But for now…

“Hey, man!” her husband pipped up at her approached the table.

Vannessa grinned and stood up. ‘Let it begin,’ she thought. “Hey yourself!”she boomed as she wrapped her arms around him, which he reciprocated, as she dove her tongue into his mouth and down his throat. Her husband was surprised but welcomed it as he caressed Vannessa’s new side muscles and abs. His cock instantly swelled and pressed against Vannessa’s hip, so she let hers do the same to him, wrapped her powerful arms around him and sliding her strong middle finger up the line of his crack over his tight suit pants. Her husband’s body stiffened and he pushed her away with a gasping breath.

Vannessa grinned widely. “Too far?” she murmured down (down! she’d never been taller than her husband!) to him.

“A little,” he gasped with a laugh. “I don’t want to bust one in the middle of this restaurant.”

“True, let’s save that for the main course,” she beamed, lightly slapping her husband’s ass and squeezing his cheek.

They sat down and enjoyed their meal; well, Vannessa enjoyed a large steak and lobster dinner on her husband’s dime (what?! a big boy’s gotta eat!), and her husband sipped water and munched on a side salad like the dutiful bottom he is. She was going to wreck him, and she was so looking forward to it.

“I’m so glad I found you, babe,” her husband grinned, reaching across the table and squeezing Vannessa’s large hand. She looked at the hand and saw the tan line on his ring finger. She felt her neck and chest muscles glaring as she tried to control herself. She simply squeezed back harder, rubbing the side of his hand with her large thumb.

“Me too, babe,” she said as she felt her cock pressing hard against her tight pants, leaking wet pre inside, wanting nothing more than to pulverize her bastard husband’s ass. “You have no idea.”

During the swap I was in the gym's bathroom after an intense workout. I was 6ft tall and around 220 lbs. There came a cute nerdy guy who kept eyeing me while I was working out.

We chatted a bit even inviting him out. Then gave him a show as I flexed different body parts. That was when everything went white.

As my vision returned instead of looking down at the cute guy I was looking at the floor where shreds of shirt are. Followed at looking at powerful calves and shoes that were decimated.

As I slowly looked upwards I saw the face of the guy, his face looked the same nerdy cute with his glasses on. But the body looked massive, guess he is taller than 6ft and heavier than what I was.

I got a raging boner as I saw him flexing at himself in the mirror and at awe how big he was now. When he looked back at me he showed me a smile and gave me a show of his own.

Now he was the one who gave me a show and invited me out. Now that I'm more a foot shorter than him, he now calls me cute. Even though I have the body of a twink now I srill call the shots of showing him the ropes of bodybuilding. I just hope this body can gain some because my new boyfriend can be very insatiable in bed.

Can we swap back now? I'm tired with all the things I had to do.

--You're a young adult now and you lost our bet. Just be glad I lent you my body. If I hadn't it would take you forever.

But . . . But . . .

--No buts, if you keep complaining I'll swap us back and you'll have to continue with your original body. Now which one will you choose.

. . . . . . . I'll continue as is.

--Good. Now go do the next thing on the list. You've got like what 10 more things to do? Goodluck.

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The Great Shift - Am I Still a Lesbian?

“Whoa… Oh my God! I’m a man?!” Rhonda whispered to herself as she looked at her new form in the gym mirror, sweat coating her massive and hairy arms and the unavoidable stench of pure masculine testosterone wafting up from her now very hairy male pits. As she felt over her new physique and glanced downward, she began to feel an unfamiliar stirring in the red shorts she now had on.

Feeling no shame now, and more importantly, seeing no one else around the gym this time of day, she unabashedly slid her larger calloused hands into those shorts and wrapped her thicker manly fingers around her very new and very well endowed manhood. She looked at her new reflection in the mirror and smirked to herself once more before remarking, “And what a man I have become!”

Clearly, something very strange has happened to her. She was just settling in from a long shift at the hospital where she’d worked as an ER nurse for the last decade, hardly having much time for dating let along much of anything else. Though, her dating prospects weren’t all that great lately anyway – there were quite a few people lately posing as lesbians because it was the “in” thing to do, but they were all talk and no action. She’d chat them up for a little while only to have them back out at the last minute with cold feet, or they might even meet and make out, but rarely going further than that. She got tired of being everyone’s curiosity so she gave up on dating all together a few years back, focusing instead on her career and trying to make the best of being alone.

She still found women attractive, of course, and found herself checking women out occasionally when she was running errands or on some new TV show, wondering what it would be like to make out with, or even make love to, those beautiful women. Men never had much appeal to her, and besides, with how she normally dressed, cut her hair, and carried herself; men usually weren’t attracted to her type anyway, which was fine with her, she never wanted to be a lipstick lesbian type.

But now… Well, she still wasn’t attracted to the man whose body she suddenly found herself in moments after she had sat down on her favorite chair with a glass of red wine. But he was, well, powerful is probably the only way to describe him… And with another smirk, she realized women were often attracted to power. Even if she wasn’t particularly tall in her new body (though taller than her old female body), this powerful form just oozed dominance, and glancing down on the ring on her finger now, she realized this man must be married too.

She began to daydream, wondering what her new wife looks like. With a guy like this, she pictured your typical big breasted bimbo… And for some reason, that got her new cock all that much harder. She reached down once more to rub her new manhood through her sweaty shorts; it was thick and long, and honestly quite scary if it wasn’t attached to her own body now. But with yet another smirk, and a burning desire to put her new toy and body to use, she wrapped up at the gym and decided to head to her new home, and give her new wife a nice early morning fucking as a surprise!

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