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Sometimes Justin felt like one of those stereotypical jocks from some 80’s movie. Standing at 6’4’’ and coming in at 230 pounds of pure, solid muscle, he was a youthful stud. He had the chiseled good looks of any Hollywood hunk— his jawline was perfectly squared and his muscles popped against any clothes that he wore. They were smooth and bulging and made him look like one of those models on the Abercrombie & Fitch shopping bags. The stud always had lines of women wanting him (and some men, but he always turned them down), so he was never short of any sort of conquest.

Unfortunately, Justin was in his second semester in college, and already he was faced with the prospect of losing his football scholarship due to poor grades. The athlete was annoyed that he was facing the possibility of getting kicked out of school because of stupid grades when he practically carried the football team; but still, the stipulations of his scholarship were clearly outlined when he’d signed. Therefore, he knew that he’d have to get some help.

Luckily for him, there was a scrawny nerd, Danny, in his Chemistry class who was known to tutor others from time to time. It was no secret that Danny was gay, given the almost flamboyant way he spoke and walked about, which had given the athlete an idea.

That led to the two of them in Danny’s dorm room, skimming through textbooks that didn’t make any sense to the athlete at all. 

Justin, trying to trick the small gay guy into just doing all the work for him, had worn the tightest t-shirt he owned. His powerful pecs strained against the red fabric while his large biceps curled out of the short-sleeves that were strained to bursting. The stud would never do anything sexual with another man, however, he was fine with allowing Danny to stare— just not touch.

Unfortunately, the smaller man’s eyes were glued to the textbook as he pointed at a chart. “So, make sure you study this because it details how to name compounds… are you listening?” The thin nerd looked up from the book momentarily, rolling his eyes at the sight of jock not-so subtlety flexing his impressive muscles.

“Sorry, just admiring my pump,” Justin smirked as he flexed one of his biceps, bringing it to the size of a softball. “Pretty big, right?”

Realization dawned on Danny and he narrowed his eyes from behind his thick lens glasses. “I’m still charging you the full $80 after this session,” he blankly stated.

Justing stopped flexing and fought a scowl.

“And you’re not my type,” Danny added, enjoying the sight of the hunky jock bristle at that comment.

Justin practically growled at that statement. Sure he was not even remotely interested in guys, but it was a hard blow to his ego to know that the pathetic little guy next to him didn’t see him as attractive. “Oh?” he nearly spat. “And just what is your type?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Danny muttered. “Just know that if you were it, shoot, I’d take the whole damn class for you.” He playfully winked at the stunned jock.

Justin blushed a little but shook his head. “Whatever,” he grunted, “let’s just study then, I guess.” He took his seat in the hard chair that was right next to Danny’s, sitting so close that their sides touched. 

For what seemed like hours on end, Justin tried to focus on the Chemistry textbook, but it was so boring that it couldn’t seem to grasp his attention. The temperature in the room seemed to be crawling up, and the hunky jock started to feel a little uncomfortable. He squirmed around in his seat, unable to find the source of his discomfort. 

He was about to ask Danny to turn on the fan, but once he looked down at the younger guy next to him, his voice got caught in his throat. He’d never seemed to notice it before, but Danny had really smooth skin, and his youthful face was so handsome yet cute…

Justin scrunched up his face in silent confusion, unsure as to why he’d just referred to another guy as cute. Still, he couldn’t prevent himself from coyly scooting closer to the smaller guy, a tightness starting to form in his pants.

Blush creeped up the stud’s handsome face when his eight inches plumped up to its full impressive length, throbbing painfully within his tight jeans. It snaked down his pant leg and throbbed and twitched each time his side brushed up against the other man’s.

As Danny talked away about chemicals and whatnot, Justin absentmindedly scratched at his chest, jerking back at the unknown sensation.

“What the…?” he whispered to himself as he looked down, his eyes bulging out of his head at the sight of the chest hair that was curling over his t-shirt collar. The normally smooth football player was shocked at see the dense forest of hair that now covered his torso. In his bewilderment, Justin continued to look down at his body, shocked to see that hair had traveled all over his body with fuzz covering his forearms as well.

He was so caught up in his new body hair, that he couldn’t see the knowing grin from the younger man at his side. “You okay?” Danny asked.

“Um, y-yeah,” Justin coughed, pausing again at the odd tone to his voice. “I’m fine… um, hey, d-do I sound weird to you?” He knew that it was a funny question, but Justin could’ve sworn that his voice seemed deeper and like it had a more scratchiness to it.

Danny shrugged, but his adorable smile was still plastered on his face. “You sound good to me,” he innocently said. “Now pay attention, because this part will be on the final.” He placed a small hand on the hairy jock’s shoulder, sending a shudder through the other man.

Justin’s cock started to leak pre-cum and his breathing sped up, matching his frantic confusion. His meaty chest heaved as he inwardly panicked, which was when his attention finally settled in on the way his shirt seemed to be a little tighter than usual.

“Uh, I-I need to use the bathroom,” Justin muttered in his baritone-filled voice as he shoved himself away from the desk, desperate to clear his head. As he hurried towards the bathroom door, he was hyperaware of the brand new sensation of his clothes hugging his muscled frame a lot snugger than they should have. His t-shirt was near constricting and with every step he took, there was an increasing jiggling feeling from it. Even his tight jeans seemed painted on now, almost painful as they strained to contain his masculine bulk.

Justin burst into the bathroom and flipped on the light switch, stunned silent at the sight in the mirror.

Where a toned college jock should have been was instead a middle aged daddy. The man was at least in his fifties, with a face that had wrinkles but was clearly still handsome. His hair was gray but still styled. It was obvious that the daddy still worked out and took great care of himself as was evident by his massive muscles. However, he seemed to be addicted to Chest Day with such large, cumbersome hairy pecs that looked disproportionate to the rest of his muscled body, and that were capped with large, erect and nubby nipples. They were so huge and round that they stretched the confines of his t-shirt to the limit and lifted it up like a crop top, showing off his abs that were covered in graying chest hair. Traveling downwards, Justin could see that the older man in the bathroom also performed plenty of squats due to the large, rotund bubblebutt that threatened to explode out from his plastered on jeans. Due to their extremely contouring fit, the obvious outline of the hunk’s hard cock was easily visible.

But then it dawned on Justin: whenever he moved, the daddy in the mirror moved as well.

“Oh no,” he groaned in his deeper voice, seeing the blood drain from the older man’s face in the mirror as he slowly realized what he’d been turned into.

Stunned, the altered jock was too caught up in his transformation that he barely noticed Danny walk up behind him and playfully hug him from behind. Without any thought on his part, Justin reflexively pushed back into the hug, pressing his inflated ass against the now much younger man tantalizingly.

“Wh-what happened to me?” Justin panicked, unable to stop looking at his older body in the mirror. His days of playing football were over now with his daddy body. Even then, no one would ever recognize him or even believe that he’d been magically transformed into an older man with massive pecs.

“What’s the matter, Daddy?” Danny teased the now older stud. “You look great. You’re just my type: a gay slutty, bottom daddy.”

A gay slutty bottom daddy?

“N-no, I’m not…” the words trailed off from Justin’s lips as he was led back to the dorm room bed. Despite his trepidation over his life essentially being changed against his whim, he couldn’t take his eyes off the young man in front of him, his still-hard cock throbbing like crazy as he lumbered along.

“Don’t worry about a thing,” Danny teased as he stopped at the bed and grabbed the bottom of Justin’s t-shirt. “You’re a daddy, you don’t need to worry about taking a Chemistry class anymore. You work a construction job. Such manly work for such a manly daddy, right?”

Justin tried to hold onto who he was. He was football player who fucked a new chick every night. He wasn’t some old construction worker who liked to get fucked by guys younger than him.

Danny pulled Justin’s t-shirt off him, exposing his hairy, inflated pecs that blocked his view of his lower body. He could barely make out the tips of his nubby nipples that sent a shiver down his spine as the A/C blew over them. Justin knew that he should be panicking, but the sight of the young man’s toned, slender body made him so unbelievably horny that he could barely concentrate.

“You gonna take care of Daddy?” he heard himself purr in his deep voice. As if it had a mind of its own, his older, beefier body waddled over towards the bed. His arms grabbed the waist of his jeans and roughly tugged them to the ground, his inflated ass cheeks jiggling wildly from the motion. Then he leapt onto the bed and positioned himself on all fours, playfully wagging his rotund booty at the younger man.

As Danny entered him, Justin let out a loud moan, his hairy body bucking wildly. The old Justin, the football player, disappeared. In his place solidified the new Justin: the daddy who was madly in love with his younger boyfriend, Danny, and who could not go a day without getting his large butt stuffed.

“Such a good boy for Daddy,” Daddy playfully growled, tensing up as he came all over the bedsheets, loving the way his pecs and ass jiggled from the movement. He saw himself in the mirror and couldn’t help but wink at his older, study reflection.

He loved his life as a slutty daddy bottom.

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