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New Policeman

this is my first story, I hope you like it, if you see any mistake or something to improve don't hesitate to comment it, thanks.

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Niko didn't know how he had ended up in this situation.

 Everything was rather confusing.

He was at the Edgewood police station in Florida, in a room with several soundproof panels scattered around, though not so many as to resemble a recording booth, but enough to isolate the noise. The room contained only a two-legged white table and black acrylic conference chairs on either side.

It resembled a movie interrogation scene, with the only difference being the lights. Instead of a table lamp used to shine directly in his face when the officer demanded answers, there was, fortunately for him, a ceiling fan circulating the air in the room.

Niko began to recall everything that had led him to this situation. He had initially been at Fuego Night Club, having a good time. Niko couldn't help but think of Rosalina, although her real name was Anya. The nickname came from her appearance: a woman in her early twenties with blonde hair tied in a high ponytail, a white T-shirt, and black (or dark blue, he couldn't tell due to the nightclub lighting) shorts, fair skin, and star stickers on her cheeks.

He had been sitting on one of the club's sofas, enjoying himself and not thinking about anything in particular (thanks to the incredibly loud music). He took his plastic cup and took a big sip of his Blue Hawaii, sighing with pleasure. He placed the cup on the table and headed to the dance floor.

He walked with confidence but with enthusiasm, feeling the heat rise due to the rum in her drink. He started moving in tune as a remastered version of Onyra's "The Monster" began, moving his shoulders up and down, raising an arm when the music hit the speakers.

Niko closed his eyes when he decided to let the music take control, like a puppet whose master guided its movements but with some self-control to avoid hitting anyone. He felt the other people on the dance floor bump into him and move around him, several people brushed against his back or arms, but only for a few seconds before they pulled away.

When he opened his eyes, he snapped back to reality, feeling the ecstasy of the music recede, along with his fatigue. He weaved and zigzagged his way through the crowd to exit, and after a while, he was out of the crowd.

When he returned to his area, he sat down and let himself sink into the seat. He looked toward the table where he had left his drink and realized it was no longer there. He scanned the area in case someone had accidentally knocked it over, but it wasn't on the floor.

"Perhaps someone took it," he reasoned. Niko turned his head in both directions, looking at the people in the other seats and checking the drinks they held. But there was no trace of his Blue Hawaii.

He let out an annoyed sigh.

He spun on his heels and headed towards the crowd gathered around the drinks bar. After some maneuvering, as there were other people trying to get drinks or staking out their spots for conversations, which he despised, though he couldn't deny he had done the same before.

He observed one of the bartenders behind the bar. He was young, perhaps in his mid-thirties, Latino (he didn't know from exactly where), short hair and a neatly groomed beard, and brown eyes. He wore the standard uniform, consisting of a black T-shirt and pants. He was serving two beers to a group of patrons and briefly glanced up, probably to check for new customers approaching.

Niko raised his hand to get his attention, and the bartender nodded, approaching him. He announced his order, raising his voice a bit to be heard over the music, but it was audible as the bartender nodded and began preparing the drink.

Niko reached into his pocket, searching for his wallet, and paid with a five-dollar bill. When he took the drink, he took a sip. It was refreshing, followed by the warmth of the rum. He moved back to his spot, but now there was no place to sit because a girl, whom he would later learn was named Estela, was sitting but occupying two seats, leaving enough space on either side but not quite enough for someone (unless they were quite skinny) to sit comfortably.

He approached, leaning toward her, taking her by surprise as she instinctively moved her body back in an attempt to create distance. Although it didn't help much as her body hit the backrest of the seat. Seeing her reaction, Niko stepped back to give her space, trying to convey that he had no ill intentions.

Although it seemed the girl didn't see it that way as she appeared nervous. Niko spoke, hoping the music wasn't too loud to convey his message, informing her that he just wanted to sit.

But it seemed the girl was unwilling to respond, just looking at him, trembling. Niko gave up, turning on his heels and heading toward another section of the nightclub.

After another zigzag through the crowd, he found a spot on the other side of the dance floors, at the opposite end of where his seat was, near the speakers. The loud music drowned out any thoughts, and even laughter and conversations were muffled.

He stood there, enjoying the moment, when someone tapped his shoulder. As he turned, he noticed it was an older man in his late forties, pale skin, worn and plump build, wrinkles on his face, pronounced dark circles, and a fairly prominent receding hairline. He was wearing a light brown shirt and beige pants.

There was another person behind him, a man with black hair, in his thirties, maybe a bit older, with a sturdy build, dressed in a black T-shirt. The attire of a security personnel.

The older man said something, but it couldn't be heard. Niko pointed to his ears, annoyed. In response, he took out his phone, pressed a few keys, and turned the phone to show Niko directly in his face. On the screen, against a black background, probably one of those note-taking apps, was written in white letters,

<Come with us.>

Niko was perplexed by the request. Why would they be calling him? He looked at the man, who then turned and started walking. After a few steps, Niko noticed the security guy standing where he was, staring at him with an expression that made it clear he wouldn't hesitate to restrain him if he didn't follow.

Niko didn't want any trouble, so he followed them.

As they exited the club, they were greeted by a gust of cool air, but Niko noticed two police officers present on the premises. One officer was talking to two girls a few meters away, though it was hard to make out exactly what they were saying. Only one of them was visible, gesticulating quite a bit, while the other was mostly obscured by the officer's figure, with only one of her limbs visible on the side.

The other officer remained by the vehicle, leaning against the passenger door, looking toward the entrance, waiting. When the older man exited, he stepped aside and stood upright. He approached when Niko and the security guard continued. The older man stepped aside, leaving the officer face to face with Niko, who was still confused."

The officer grabbed his arm, the grip firm, and shoved him into the patrol car despite Niko's protests. He raised his head to continue protesting, but the officer was already moving to the other side of the car, making way for passersby who wasted no time in pulling out their phones and began recording, blinding him with the flashlights they had presumably activated for better visibility.

The older man turned and entered the building, closing the door behind him, leaving the security guard at the door, staring at him and with the doors closed.

He heard the driver's side door open, and Niko turned to see the officer.

— This is a mistake. — Niko began, but it seemed the officer had heard those words before, as he said nothing.

— You have to listen to me. — Niko persisted.

But the officer snapped, "Be silent."

The tone he used made it clear he wasn't joking, so Niko obeyed. He could hear the voices of people talking on the street and sensed the seconds passing as camera flashes went off. After a while, almost thirty minutes later, they arrived at the station.

They pulled him out of the vehicle when it stopped. Some officers were coming out of the door. They had taken away all his personal items – house keys, cap, wallet, and consequently his ID card, and his cell phone – and placed them in a tray, which was taken by another officer who headed toward the door they had entered through initially.

The officer took him by the shoulder and led him into a waiting room where he could be observed at all times. It appeared he had company, as there were three people sitting in rows of tables scattered throughout the area, serving as a waiting room, with desks arranged in columns, three by six. Several officers sat at their respective desks, typing or answering calls, while others conversed before looking at some papers. It looked more like a scene from a movie set in an office.

The officer sat him in one of the chairs in the makeshift waiting area. Niko watched him walk away, disappearing around the corner. He remained seated, staring in that direction, waiting to see him return.

— Stand up.

"Heard someone calling, which startled him as he was caught off guard. He centered his attention on the person who had called him, and in front of him stood a woman, dressed like the others. Brown hair, tanned skin, perhaps in her thirties, with a serious expression on her face.

Niko simply obeyed. He didn't know how much time had passed, even though he started counting (he had reached five hundred and fifty-six) and only stopped when he began to feel drowsy out of sheer boredom.

Perhaps an hour passed, although it felt like five to Niko. He felt the door open, and a officer in his late forties, white, with a neatly groomed three-day beard and a pronounced mustache, and brown eyes, appeared. He wore the standard uniform and looked at Niko without showing any expression, approaching the table.

— Stand up.

<<Is this some kind of joke? How many more times are you going to make me stand up?>> Niko complained, but he did as ordered and stood up from the chair.

That's when they led him into this new cinematic room. He waited there for about ten minutes before the door opened again. This time, it wasn't a police officer, and the person wasn't even dressed as an officer. He was wearing a light gray tuxedo.

As if he had done this many times before, he approached the table, took the remaining chair and moved it aside, causing it to screech, and then sat down. He remained silent, staring at Niko as if he were a zoo animal.

He sat like this for what seemed to be ten minutes, although Niko was no longer sure.

— ¿Can I know why I’m here? — Niko finally asked.

The man seemed to smile, although the smile was small.

— Of course you can. — the man said, though his voice was higher-pitched than his appearance suggested. "You overstepped with a girl."

The news took Niko by surprise. Overstepped with a girl? But he didn't even try to talk to anyone... Then, as if it were presenting itself in his mind, the image of the girl he had asked for a seat came to his mind.

— I wasn't overstepping with her; I just asked for the seat— Niko stated.

— We know. Estela already confessed it to us.

Happiness welled up in Niko, and it was evident in the smile on his face.

— ¿So, can I go back home then? — Niko didn't hide his happiness.

The man in the suit let out a disappointed sigh.

— It's not as simple as that.

The smile vanished from Niko's face.

— But you said...

— I know what I said. — the man in the suit interrupted. — But did you think about what people saw?

Niko shook his head. Now that he thought about it, he was right. Not only had people seen him in the patrol car, but the officer had also turned to face the onlookers.

— Exactly. — the man in the suit continued, raising his index finger. — The evidence might disappear, but people have probably already shared your face on social media.

Niko hadn't thought about that either.

— Which means. — the man in the suit went on. — anyone who recognizes you, whether they were inside the nightclub or in the waiting room, will spell serious trouble for you.

Niko brought his hands to his head, looking down at the table. It felt like his world was falling apart.

— But don't worry; it's not the end of the world. — the man said reassuringly.

Niko looked up but didn't remove his hands from his head.

— We can give you a new life.

That didn't sound entirely certain, as if he could wave a magic wand and make the incident disappear from people's memories.

— What about the videos? — Niko asked.

— We'll make them disappear. — the stranger replied.

The stranger turned the page on the table without taking his eyes off Niko and then slid it in front of him.

Niko glanced at the paper, not paying much attention as the man took a pen from his pocket and placed it on the table. Written on the sheet was a declaration that Mr. Niko Lingray allowed the Florida Supreme Court to take responsibility for providing him with accommodation and enough money to subsist, in exchange for working a thirty-six-hour weekly schedule for an annual salary of seventy-five thousand dollars.

And below are several clauses, with the first one stating that you cannot engage in a second job. You must fulfill your duties and possess the necessary skills to perform them," the man explained.

— Is any of this legal? — Niko asked.

The man leaned his elbows on the table and clasped his hands together, still smiling.

— Of course, it is. You're applying for a job.

Niko felt that the situation was far from just a job application. But thinking about the situation, he didn't have many options. He could refuse, but just walking down the street and having people stare at him as if he were dangerous, and knowing that he might be hounded by people without any decency asking why he did what he did, wasn't a life worth living.

Niko gave in. He knew he didn't have a better way out of the situation. He picked up the pen from the table and began signing the paper. His signature consisted of his name written in cursive, with the 'N' in uppercase, curving into a serpentine pattern that connected with the 'I'.

The man in the suit took the paper, rose from his chair with a grating noise, and left the room. The door closed behind him. Now alone, Niko began to contemplate the situation he was in. So much had happened in just one day, and fatigue was catching up to him. He just wanted this to be over soon.

Niko waited and felt the room getting warmer. He sensed the gusts of air from the fan, but they had turned warm, adding to the heat. He waved his hand, trying to fan himself, but it didn't seem to work. He wondered if he was getting sick. He planned to ask the man in the suit if they could check on him or give him something for the discomfort.

Niko felt drops of sweat forming on his forehead and removed his cap, tossing it on the table. He wiped his forehead with his hand, not realizing that the area he touched began to take on a bronzed tone.

As he lowered his hand, he felt an itching sensation, as if it had fallen asleep. He began shaking it to get rid of the feeling, but without success. He opened and closed his hand to regain feeling, but that didn't seem to work either. He looked at his hand to see what was happening.

With horror, Niko watched as the veins on his hand bulged and moved as if they were snakes, slithering and extending down his arm.

He felt a tightness in his arm, as if someone were pulling it, as if it were about to be torn off. He raised both hands, placing them in front of his eyes, trying to convince himself that he wasn't seeing what he was seeing.

With horror, he realized that he wasn't hallucinating. It was clear that his right arm had elongated and was now much longer than his left, with his sleeve revealing the extended half of his arm, unlike the other. It was accompanied by a thick mass of black hair.

He looked at both hands, alternating between palm and back, inadvertently hitting the table due to the newfound length of his arms. His mind struggled to process what he was seeing, trying to convince himself that it was an illusion, but a part of him knew that wasn't the case, and he needed to call one of the officers.

He glanced at the door, screaming for help, waiting impatiently for someone to hear him. He felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder. He grabbed it tightly in an attempt to alleviate the pain, although Niko didn't notice that his shoulder was expanding and becoming quite prominent.

The burning sensation in his other hand began, and he knew what would happen next. He had to get up and show the officers what was happening. He rose from the chair, letting it drop with a horrible noise. He approached the exit, gripped the doorknob, but it wouldn't open.

Niko looked perplexed at the door, wondering why it was locked when he knew it had no lock. He hadn't heard the sound of a door being locked. He began pounding on it, begging to be let out, resisting the pulling sensation in his arm. He struck it once, twice, thrice... eight times with force, but the door wouldn't budge, and his hand hurt from the impact.

Then, the pain intensified. He thought he might have dislocated a joint in his hand from the pounding. He leaned his head against the door for support, examining his hand to assess the damage. He noticed that the top of his index finger was swollen, doubling in thickness compared to the others.

He cried out for help again, but no one seemed to hear him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He exhaled and inhaled again, attempting to manage the pain. It seemed to work, as the pain became more bearable.

Crack.

Crack.

Two more cracks followed. He howled in agony, throwing his head back. He examined his hand, thinking he had broken a finger. But as he looked at it, he saw that there was nothing visibly wrong, oblivious to the fact that the palm of his hand had become wider.

And as if a switch had been flipped, the sound of his fingers breaking became audible. Each finger started to elongate and thicken, resembling sausages, filling and forming a large, fleshy hand. His skin tightened, hardened, and formed calluses. Niko's eyes welled up with tears due to the excruciating pain.

The pain extended up his arm, and his skin began to ripple, resembling boiling water. With each ripple, his arm expanded, filling the muscles and creating strong biceps that burst through his shirt, tearing the fabric apart. Niko felt the weight unbalancing him, and he struggled to hold himself up until he couldn't bear it anymore, collapsing to the floor, his chin and knees hitting the ground with force as he cried out in pain.

Sweat had accumulated on his forehead and began to roll down his face, forming small puddles on the floor. Niko threw his head back in an attempt to suppress the pain, but it only spread to his chest. Unbeknownst to him, his pectoral muscles began to expand, pushing against his shirt. As his back arched and stretched like a candy cane, his shirt and jacket failed to cover his entire body, leaving his stomach exposed.

A tickling sensation in his throat intensified, causing him to cough uncontrollably. With each cough, his voice grew deeper, and the Adam's apple was pushed outward even more than it already was.

Crack.

Another crack echoed through the room, eliciting another scream. Niko brought his hands to his face, attempting to pull at his skin in a futile attempt to relieve the pain, but it was in vain. Unbeknownst to him, his jaw had retracted, making his chin more prominent. A tingling sensation filled his face as the hairs of his beard, especially on his chin, began to pull. As they grew, they tugged at the skin. The same happened with his eyebrows, which, though prominent, grew even thicker. His nose lengthened, and his skin stretched, leaving traces of exhaustion on his face, making him appear more mature.

Niko stumbled, barely managing to hold onto the table as his legs threatened to give way due to the excessive weight of his new body. Amidst the staggering, he observed how his skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, with droplets sliding down his body and falling to the floor. He moved his hand, noticing how the sweat glistened in the light.

Sweat continued to slide, depositing itself in his eyes, causing a stinging sensation. He rubbed his eyes desperately, unaware that the bluish color of his eyes was starting to darken, turning them into a dark brown.

Sweat now covered his entire body, leaving clear stains on the remaining clothes. One of the affected areas was his legs, which began to swell with muscle, tearing the fabric as it stretched with each passing second until it finally ripped open, leaving his jeans looking like extremely tight shorts.

He groaned as he felt his feet being constricted, as they had elongated to the point where they pressed against the shoe's rubber and leather. He clenched his fists in a desperate hope that the transformation would stop, fearing that his fingers would break as they were pushed against the sole of his shoes.

It seemed that his wish was granted as he started to hear the fabric tearing. He sighed in relief as each toe punctured through the material, emerging from the shoe's insole, allowing him to feel the coldness of the floor beneath him.

But something Nick didn't know was that with each breath, his memories were beginning to fade, leaving behind traces of his life, family, and studies. They were all melting away, dripping like an ice cream in the sun, sliding down to his balls. Where, upon feeling the extra load, he felt a blow to his testicles. As his thoughts emptied, he felt a sharp pressure as if someone were driving needles into his head. He pressed his forehead with both hands, but to no avail. Amidst several camera flashes, resembling scenes from an old movie, new memories emerged. Yet, upon reflection, he knew they were scenes from his own life.

He remembered being raised by his parents in a house in Silver Spring, completing his studies, and asking his father to enroll him in a gym, explaining his desire to become an officer, much like in the TV series "Blue Bloods." He recalled the time and dedication he had put into the tests, as well as the celebration that followed when his commanding officer handed him the paper stating he would work at the Edgewood police station for 14 years. He could still feel how his boss had called him just twenty minutes ago, informing him that he needed to return to the police station. When he inquired further about the order, his boss had mentioned that a member of the Department of Justice wanted to speak with him.

Niko took deep breaths to alleviate his fatigue, detecting a bitter, acrid sensation in the air. It was his sweat, which surprised him as he used deodorant every day. He raised his arm, wincing due to sore muscles, but as he brought it up, his armpit seemed as usual, with no excess hair. However, the odor was strong, as if even deodorant couldn't conceal it.

His crotch shoots forward, as if someone is pulling on an invisible rope. With each tug it slides down his thigh. Pulling and pulling, growing in size. Sliding down the side of his briefs, getting tight against his thigh like a fishing net.

Nick looked down as he watched his member grow inch by inch, leaving it at 7 inches. He moaned, because the fabric of the briefs was squeezing tightly. Nick arched his back as he felt a squeeze in his lower back, similar to someone squeezing his butt cheeks, contracting them. With each contraction, the buttocks became firmer and firmer, and consequently more prominent. Pulling at the fabric of the briefs, squeezing his member tighter, which elicited a moan. In an act of release, Nick tried to remove his underpants, which already looked like a thong because of how constricted they were. But he couldn't, he couldn't even get his fingertips in, so he pinched them, though also pricking his skin in the process. Stretching the fabric enough to get his fingers in, and in one motion he had removed them.

The heat seemed to subside, leaving him gasping for breath at the bad moment he was experiencing, though it seemed to focus on his crotch.He grabbed the chair that fell to the floor and sat down, grabbed his member and began to grope it.After a few seconds, his body began to spasm, as his member shot its load and with it, everything that represented Niko.

The door opens, and Nick turns to see the man in the suit returning, holding a uniform in one arm against his chest and a set of papers in his hand, presumably to keep the other arm free. Nick gets up from the chair, ignoring the drops still dripping from the tip of his member.

— Welcome aboard, Officer Mayers. — the man comments as he sees Nick standing. He offers a smile and extends the set of clothing.

Nick nods in response and accepts the outfit, laying it on the table. He searches through it until he finds a pair of boxer shorts. But then he remembers.

He looks over his shoulder at the man in the suit, indicating for him to leave the room so he can change. He's relieved to find that the man is standing with his back to him, which he appreciates.

With that, he begins to dress, starting with the boxer shorts.

— While you get ready, — the man in the suit announces, the sound of papers rustling. — I'll inform you of your new workplace and responsibilities.

Nick wanted to tell him that it wouldn't be necessary, as his only missions were to protect civilians and punish criminals. But he can only hope that he won't have to deal with paperwork.

After ten minutes of explanation, the man in the suit left the papers on the table, informing Nick that all the information he needed was there.

— It's a pleasure to begin, sir... — Nick left the sentence hanging as he didn't know the man's name.

— You can call me Vincent. — the man in the suit replied.

Nick nodded, and Vincent gestured towards the door, proceeding to leave the room. He returned to the office area where everyone seemed to be engrossed in their work. However, there were now two new faces in the waiting section.

Meanwhile, Nick continued walking towards the exit. If only he had looked back, he would have noticed that the man in the suit was still in the room, holding the door and then closing it. The door began to vanish, merging with the wall and disappearing as if it had never existed.

The early morning air was refreshing as Nick left the police station, crossing the parking lot to reach his Toyota Tundra. He took out his keys, started the engine, and left the parking lot to head home and rest. He needed to be as well-rested as possible because he had a lot of work to do with the move.


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Bad Boys Get More

I had been working my office job for years now, at least 3. I talked my way up and had been happily ready to be promoted. But last time someone got it over me, no big deal. I wasn't concerned. I mean he was here longer than even I was! So of course he did! And then this month I had applied and interviewed again for a manager spot. Even higher than I got before. Unfortunately... I had been passed up again.

This time was different though. This time was much much worse. It was some guy with tats all over his body. That wasn't the only problem either. Devin, the new "manager" and guy in question, just didn't show up to work some days. So I decided enough was enough and I tried to confront my boss about it. It was his decision ultimately.

Bad Boys Get More

"Hey." I said a bit annoyed, but trying to conceal it. "Mind if I have a piece of your time, Henry."

My boss looked at me, he was also a bit younger... not as young as me but not old old? Probably just about 40. "Yeah sure, what's it about." He said a bit plainly as he walked back into his office, me following.

"It's about Devin." He nodded, knowing what I was going to say. "Why was he chosen over me? I mean... he has such shit attendance! He barely even did his job!"

By now Henry was a bit upset, I had been talking about this for the past week to other co-workers and he had overheard it. This was his decision and now he'd let me know why. "You wanna know why Devin got the job instead of you? One simple reason. He's chill."

"What?"

He continued as if I hadn't said a word. "Devin's a cool guy, he's been here a little less than you, sure, but he won't complain when someone else gets the job instead of him." He looked at me and nodded, as if knowing something.

"But he hardly looks professional!" I blurted out.

"Neither do you, Colt." Colt? Who's Colt? "But don't worry, we don't discriminate here against what's on someone's body. Which by the way, what are all of yours about?" He pointed to my arm... what was happening to it?! Black writing was going down it and ink filled it up. Making images, Henry came over and looked at my arm.

"Oh that? That's a meaning between someone and... wait... no..." I tried to resist.

"No need... dang, what gym do you go to? I would ask the next question on our interview but you've worked here for a while and I do know you can lift more than 50 pounds now." I looked at my bulking up physique. I tried to stop it but it just looked like I was flexing more. I held back a chuckle.

"Well... I think the interview might be done. You have the job, unless you have questions for me."

"I-I... What did you do to me?!" I stood up and looked at my body. My clothes clung to every bit of me, an outline in my pants and pecs obvious.

"Why Colt, I just made you able to get the job you wanted. Trust me. We were going to give it to you anyways but with how you were acting? Devin put in a good word at least. Said all you needed to do was be more like him. So... there ya go." He stood up and shook my hand.

"You'll get used to your new life during your shift with Dev tonight, shouldn't take long. Tons of changes... hopefully you find them all for the better." Henry smirked as he walked out. Devin came into the room.

"Glad to see you finally got 'your' Position dude. We're gonna have fun tonight..."

Bad Boys Get More

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Dealing

(Short story for @swappingbryn, check them out they're p cool!)

I was never really one for police, always thinking they're some abusive force. Really just never liked them. But one of my old friends got arrested last night and wanted me to talk to him. Or at least try... I wasn't too keen on that either but he said he would pay me back. So you know what? I did.

I went to the station and saw him, he looked... different from when I saw him last. Buffer, had a beard going for him, short hair... really seemed tougher. And so I asked him the question that got on my mind "And... what did you get put in jail for?" It was a simple question.

"Do I really have to say?" He grumbled.

"Kinser, just tell me already."

He sighed and started to recollect. "Okay but first? I need you to take one of these." He smiled as he pushed a pill through the small slot in the booth. It was labeled KR-0034.

I looked at him nervously before sighing and putting it in my mouth... god... tasted like ass... like sweat or something. I felt somewhat sick and looked at him, he was happy. "Okay, dude. Good. You're gonna be a big help out there."

"What do you -Urgh!" I felt my chest tingle before feeling like I got shot... my muscles were tightening, expanding, growing! My arms went from scrawny to giant! Just like... his? My face... my jaw started to get sore, some drool going down before my stubble grew as my chin grew some definition.

My hair shrunk to a buzz kind of style. I was a giant... but in the reflection of the glass I saw Kinser's face. "What did you..."

"Aight, so I'm gonna need to tell you this quick so the guards don't hear." He snapped drawing my attention. "Yeah I just gave you a cloner tablet. Made with my spit. You now look just like me. You know that job I got? The construction yard? Well I got promoted. I was given enhancements by my boss. That's how I'm as perfect as ya see me." What the fuck was he talking about? "And now... I'm recruitin you for the time being. You are gonna deal in my place until I get out."

Deal? As in... "Like what I was sellin. I snuck my phone in here... so I'll text the boss that you'll be comin later... Kaleb. We're gonna be cool about this right?" He waited. "Right, Kaleb?" I nodded... I felt a buzz... it was a location. "Blue maple is where they're meetin tonight. Don't be late for your first day."

Dealing

4 MONTHS LATER

By now I was intertwined with the gang that I was forced into joining. They know me as Kaleb Pennimen. Another dumb dealer for them. The bosses like me, and Kinser? Well he's still in jail but we talk more than I ever had before. He's acting dumb now too... says it's part of the pill or whatever. I used to try and understand these things but now? I just sell em. Way easier that way. Thinkin isn't really for us now... So what are ya gonna do? You buyin or what? I don't have all night.


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Acting The Part

I was a film student, that means I had to play a lot of roles. Mostly, however, I remained the one behind the cameras. Why? Well it was simply because I was pretty humble... in my own words, others would call me shy and reserved.

I had a project coming up, a final film for the semester. Had to be within the genre we were working for an unfortunately for me that was romance. I was not good with romance, obviously of course. I was shy. So... that was why I partnered up with a few buddies, Chris, Tony, Danielle, and Skylar. It was an optional group project due to how big it was. Unfortunately one guy who was left out was Brian. A total douche, called himself a sigma and everything. Totally full of himself.

Acting The Part

Saw himself being the star too, always was in the movies... although with his ripped abs, jawline, and general physique... it was obvious why he thought he would be in the group... so we started scripting. It went well at first, that was until Brian started butting in. Asked if his girlfriend could be the love interest. This was supposed to be a group project and so we said no, Danielle would be covering that part. He whined about it until Skylar came up to me to ask something. "Do we need Brian here?" He asked softly, so he didn't actually hear. He was off arguing with Tony again, Go figure.

"Well... I did have an idea..." I admitted. Of course this idea was also a bit rude. We would simply do the script without him. Meetup some times, make excuses. It worked for a while until he started to get suspicious. He was stupid but he wasn't that stupid.

About a week into scripting, everything was coming out well. We almost had it done and we even had a role for Brian! Now we weren't going to tell him until the day of, and seeing how he needed this for a good grade... he'd have to go along with it. Well that was what I thought until he stopped me on the way to a class. "Hey [Y/N], how's it hangin." He put his hand beside my head as I leaned against the wall. He asked a simple question, quite friendly too... if it wasn't for his threatening tone. "Been a while, started to think my film partner died. That would have been bad." He chuckled and let up a bit. "Why don't we talk about the script for a bit. "I uh..." I tried to speak up but he put his hand on my back as he walked me away from the class I had next.

"You say somethin? No? Okay well good, we're goin someplace nice and comfortable." He started to walk me out of the building and through the campus. Some people stared at us, I mean a star football player and some film student would draw some eyes. Eventually we got to the bleachers of the football stadium. It was super empty and due to Brian having a part time job cleaning the place he had keys.

We sat down on some metal bleachers near the announcer's box and he had me get out my laptop. "So, run me through the script. Last I heard I was going to be the star?" He smirked a bit. This would be hard to break.

"Well uh... I'll just uh... we made some changes but everything's still very flexible!" I tried to assure him. I started at where it would begin, a nerd getting bullied. The bully was played by... Brian. he wasn't too happy but was willing to hear me out. Then I went through the story slower, more cautiously to not offend the giant oaf. Stuff about the nerds banding together... having a fun time and ultimately the nerd getting the nerdy chick. Danielle was supposed to play the nerdy girl, Skylar wanted to be the main character. I would be the camera man and director. Brian looked annoyed. "So... this sucks."

"Wait what? What about it sucks? Is it just because you're not the main star? You know what'd be weird." I tried to fight back. It was partially my script.

"Lemme guess, your buddy Skylar wrote a lot of it." I looked down and did have to agree... so I nodded, Skylar was a great writer though! "Look man, I know you don't like being in front of the camera and stuff but this might be your last little movie, why not have fun with it? How is this fair to you at all?" Wait was Brian sticking up for me?

"I uh... I guess it's not... But I don't really like being the star." I looked at the bigger guy who was now being oddly nice.

He sighed. "Yeah, and I'm not sayin you have to be. I mean you gave me a pretty raw deal." Brian looked oddly sad.

I was always the one to make peace... god damn it... would I really do this? I had to... "Well uh... what would you propose to change that stuff?" I asked, nervous to what he would propose.

"Well, here's my idea. We swap some roles around. Make it better for all of us. Skylar can run the camera this time, he always gets to be in front of it." I nodded, Skylar could be a competent camera man... "Glad you agree, then I can take his role as a nerd and you can be the rival... hell maybe you can get your own babe out of it."

"Wait, what?" I looked at the big guy confused. Him? The nerd? No way. And me as the rival? How the hell would I do that? "I don't think that'll work. I mean we should cast for what we're good at and..."

Brian cut me off, "Yeah and I'm pretty nice, right?" I looked at him, he was looking me right in the eyes. I nodded, not wanting to be rude. "Exactly! So I should be given the chance to play a fun nice guy!" His smile was reassuring but I still had issues.

"Yeah but I really don't think people will buy me as a douchebag..." I sighed and scratched my head. It was true. I was smaller, weaker, and dorky as hell.

"Well, sure, right now you don't but trust me! I got some ideas that can help you! But it's what someone would call... method acting. Probably heard of it."

"That sounds like a dumb idea, I'll be honest. I mean... that'll just get me bullied.... more than usual at least." I sighed, feeling like this was going nowhere.

"Nah, trust me bro. I mean if you stick with me I'll vouch."

"But I barely have any classes with you aside from film related ones." I looked a bit confused. How would that work.

"Well here's the deal. I can talk to my professors, tell them you wanna do some stuff and I'm sure with a little flexing of my status... we can get you in for the few more weeks or months we have left of class this semester. It's not gonna be much, mister straight As." He was going to do that for me?

"I guess... I could see how this goes... I could use a break before my other finals..." I chuckled a bit nervously, which made him pat my back, almost flinging me out of my seat.

"There we go! Here's my phone number and..." He grabbed my phone and put his number and contacts in, "We should be good to go, send me a link to the script btw! Gotta work on that thing!

That night I sent him the link, and felt oddly nervous about this. I mean... it was like starting a whole new life! I hadn't been in front of the cameras in a while so that would be nerve racking too! Brian's advice was to "Not think about it." Seemed he could go his whole life without thinking about much.

The next day we spent working out, and working on attitude. His girlfriend Tori came over during some of it and Brian said it would be a great time to practice confidence. I didn't nail it. He had a good laugh though and she took it in stride. Overall a good Saturday.

The day after that we worked on some more muscle, while also just hanging out again... this time some of his douchey friends came over. He was saying this was both confidence and some experience training. Like being in job training. Eventually I somewhat grew accustomed to them. They all were charismatic and handsome too. I felt oddly at home near some of them, hell I even threw some insults back at them when they came my way. I wasn't great at it yet.

Day three of this shit and I was now walking around with Brian and his little group. Seemed most of them had the same classes. I got stopped in the hall though by a classmate. He tried to direct me to class but... as per a whispered instruction... I mocked him and his shit haircut. After classes we worked out, seemed like this was something I had to do... Brian and Tanner, one of Brian's friends who was more in on it, said this was to make me not sound like a dork when referencing sports and shit. Good reason...

My the next week I was already feeling the burn. Skylar and the others were a bit pissed at me for blowing off our group meetings for hangouts with Brian and his crew. I told him I was method acting and he should get off my case. Well he didn't take it too well. "Well maybe you should stop being in our fucking shit if you like Brian that much!" That was a bad insult.

I yelled back. "Well, maybe if you didn't try to hog the limelight all the time I wouldn't be doing this shit!" It kind of just came out of me. For some reason... Skylar looked a bit... weaker and smaller than me. "Besides, not like you could even carry a movie with that fuckin acne." I may have went too far, he looked pissed and I felt awful. He stormed off leaving me alone...

I had a party that night, at the frat. Brian noticed me looking down the entire time. Came to comfort me. "Bro, trust me. He deserved it. I mean he's always been pushing you back and the moment you try and get out there and have fun he tries to put you back down? Not cool, you know that."

"Yeah but... I don't wanna fuck shit up with my friends and all that." I said with a red solocup in my hand.

"Well... maybe you're better off without them. I mean the only one I see potential in is maybe Danielle." I nodded.

"Yeah, Tony is a nobody, Skylar is a pussy... And I was both. Still feel bad for Danielle." I had a crush on her before.

"Well don't go around pussyfooting. I'm sure we can change the script and as her to method act too! I mean how much fun has it been for you, Oliver."

"Oliver?" I laughed and looked at Brian, "Why'd you call me that?"

"Oh! Well I had an idea. Just a small one. I mean why not go by your character's name? You are supposed to be method acting!"

"Yeah... Oliver... that... works well." I smiled. I mean I did look like an Oliver now... or at least the character! I didn't know how but in retrospect god my body was wimpy. Now I looked fire as hell!

The next few days would be painfully awkward. Skylar would try and salvage the script, much to the annoyance of Brian and I. There were two sides clashing and I knew which one sounded better, Skylar was just doing this for himself. Eventually Brian and I started a secret document, included Danielle in there too. Got them over Discord on a call to talk about the newer idea. By now we had enough of the nice guy act. Brian thought it was way too soft... he pitched the new idea. "Why don't we, instead of doing whatever that little soy boy wants, do our own thing. Like... Why don't we do something where the bullies got some character."

Danielle was hesitant. "Well what about the others? And what would my role be?"

I had an answer already. "Well we need a camera man and Tony, by far, is the best of Skylar and him. I mean I could do it but I've worked pretty hard."

"[Y/N]..." Danielle sighed, She was getting tired of this.

"Dani, it's Oliver or Ollie. I'm taking it pretty serious as you can see." I smiled. into the webcam which I never used before... hell my whole profile changed. Near daily pics of me were my banner and icon instead of some anime boy.

Brian nodded a bit. "So, we want you in this film too Dani, you're a great actress but we want you to practice your new role. You'll be Ollie's bitchy GF, like a mean girl kinda thing."

"But that isn't...." She got cut off by me again.

"Look, Dani... I know it ain't your style but this isn't mine either. To be a star you have to make sacrifices, and playing the part is the thing. I already asked and Tori can help you get into role. And hey, we can hang more if you do... I mean if you want my place is pretty open." It was an invite to fuck. By now I was still a virgin, even if Brian tried to change that many times.

"Okay..." She finally agreed. Thank god this was getting annoying.

Eventually we got our crew together. Some guys from the soccer team for scrawnier nerds, some guys from Brian's crew to be our friends and... Danielle was coming along fine. My type had shifted a bit, especially now that I could have options... they were molding her real nicely.

Skylar soon got wind of our plan but by now it was too late to stop. I was getting ready for the first day of filming. I had my body in peak performance, all done up by one of Tori's friends. And he came over to yell at me. Not congratulate me. By this point I just had Alex, one of Brian and I's friends walk him off the little set we staged. Students would be happy to actually get in this film. I mean we were big stars around campus and we knew it.

People loved how I changed. I became a star. I mean... with my now blonde hair, scuffy facial hair, ripped abs, giant body... who wouldn't. Brian helped me realize something. I was made to be in front of the cameras. I was made to be a star. Danielle would realize that in time too.

Acting The Part

As for the filming... it went spectacular. We all got great grades, hell... we started helping Tony out with getting better himself! I mean... we'd need it if we wanted to make more of these. It was a fun parody film... even if it was meant to be serious. The audience didn't get it but whateves. Wasn't my problem. I just didn't have to think too hard about it.

Within months I asked out Danielle, she said yes... of course. We became a new power couple. I urged her to join a sports team like I was doing. I started football like Brian. We did well as a team... also started power lifting and by god I was great! Danielle did gymnastics and by god was she flexible. Eventually I had my name changed. I was welcomed into Brian's family pretty easily too... so I adopted his last name. We were the Greene brothers.... started small with acting and sports but soon, through some modeling and commercials... we started getting big.

As for Skylar... who knows what became of that no name wannabe. He didn't take his shot. Maybe if he was more eager he could have ended up as a male model like Tony. Eh, not my problem. I just played my part and helped everyone around me. That's what being a star is for... you play your part and you like it... And I love it.


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7 years ago

Follado por mi mismo

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Mi nombre es Brandon siempre fui el chico que toda mujer y hasta hombres se derriten por él, lo tengo todo practicamente, buen físico y tengo buenas calificaciones. Pero todo eso cambió un día.

Me encontraba en mi entrenamiento de fútbol diario de mi escuela, cuando ya acabó me fui a cambiar a los camarines. Fue extraño ya que allí se encontraba Alan, un chico que se habia revelado gay hace unos años y todos mis amigos y otros chicos lo molestan por ello. Este se me acercó algo nervioso y dijo:

"E-Eh, Brandom quiero decirte algo que siento desde hace mucho tiempo. La verdad es que me gustas demasiado, probablemente no sientas no mismo que yo pero queria dacar este peso fuera de mí." Éste se me acerca y me besa, quedé en shock y al reaccionar lo empujo contra los casilleros del camarin. "¡Estas loco! Eres repugnante." Dije mientras escupia en el suelo. "Yo nunca estaría con alguien como tú, marica. Eres un flacucho enano, y mirame mi cuerpo está esculpido por los mismísimos dioses y mira mi hermoso rostro." Al decir eso, el salio corriendo mientras lagrimas salían tras sus ojos.

Cuando llegó el dia siguiente me sentía diferente, extraño. Como si mi cuerpo se hubiera desinflado, ya no tenía mis grandes musculos, mi pene ya no era tan grande antes me medía alrededor de unos 20 cm, ahora no debe medir mas de 8 cm. Me toco el trasero y se siente con más grosor. Me acerco al espejo que se encontraba a una esquina en mi habitación, al verme me quede impactado, lo que veía no era a mí y mi hermoso cuerpo, ¡En el se reflejaba Alan, el chico gay de mi escuela!

Me quedé unos minutos en mi cama pensando en que iba hacer, no puedo quedarme en el cuerpo de Alan. ¡Seré molestado por años porqué creerán que soy él! Volví a mirarme en el espejo, la verdad es que tiene un buen trasero para ser follado y su rostro es algo tierno, sus labios gruesos, ojos brillantes y piel suave, esto hizo que mi pene se erectara, algo extraño.

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Luego un sonido raro me interrumpió alguien entro a mi habitación alguien muy familiar ¡Era yo! Estaba sin camisa y solo en boxers.

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Se me acercó y me abrazo agarrandome el trasero.

"¿Ya estas disfrutando tu pequeño cuerpo?" Me dijo seductoramente. "¿Alan eres tú? ¡Devuelveme mi cuerpo ahora!" Dije furioso y temblando al ver a Alan en mi propio cuerpo. "Eso será imposible, ya que no quiero dejar este hermoso cuerpo." Luego de decir aquellas palabras él me empuja hacia la cama, colocándose encima mío y comienza a besarme el cuello, mientras nuestros penes en nuestros boxers chocan entre si, esto me causa demasiado placer no se porqué, ¡Yo soy hetero! O al menos lo era en mi cuerpo...

Él me comienza a bajar los boxers, intento resistirme pero él es demasiado fuerte. Al bajarlos saca su gran pene y lentamente comienza a meterlo en mi culo, en el culo de Alan. Me excite demasiado que inmediatamente eyacule mientras gemía, creo que ser cogido no es tan malo como creía.

"¡Ooooh mierda sí, sigue Alan!" dije mientras seguia gimiendo. "Dime Brandon." Dijo mientras me daba nalgadas en el culo. "¡Ooooh si, Brandon!", no sé qué es lo que estoy diciendo creo que mi mente se esta mezclando con la de él, y me estoy volviendo gay, ¡No es posible!. De pronto, él se corre dentro de mí, "¡Oooh si!" Dije gimiendo.

Luego de tener sexo, ambos nos dormimos mientras él me abrazaba, me sentía cómodo en sus grandes brazos. Que bien que Brandon allá aceptado ser mi novio, sin él no soy nada.


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7 years ago

Fucked by myself

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My name is Brandon I was always the guy that all women and even men melt for him, I have everything practically, good physique and I have good grades. But all that changed one day.

I was in my daily soccer training at my school, when it was over I went to change the dressing rooms. It was strange because there was Alan, a guy who had revealed himself gay a few years ago and all my friends and other guys bother him for it. He approached me nervously and said:

 "E-Eh, Brandon, I want to tell you something I've been feeling for a long time, the truth is that I like you too much, you probably don't feel the same as me but I wanted to give this weight away from me." He comes up to me and kisses me, I was shocked and when I react I push him against the lockers of the dressing rooms. "You're crazy! You're disgusting." I said while spitting on the ground. "I would never be with someone like you, sissy, you're a skinny dwarf, and look at me, my body is sculpted by the gods themselves and look at my beautiful face." When I saying that, he ran away while tears came out behind his eyes.

When it arrived the next day I felt different, strange. As if my body had deflated, I no longer had my big muscles, my dick wasn't so big before it measured me about 8", now it should not measure more than 3". I touch my ass and it feels thicker. I approached the mirror that was at a corner in my room, seeing me I was shocked, what I saw wasn't me and my beautiful body, it was reflected Alan, the gay boy at my school!

I stayed a few minutes in my bed thinking about what I was going to do, I can't stay in Alan's body. I will be bothered for years because they will believe that I am him! I looked at myself again in the mirror, the truth is that he has a nice butt to be fucked and his face is something cute, his thick lips, bright eyes and soft skin, this made my dick erect, something strange.

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Then a strange sound interrupted me, someone came into my room, someone very familiar. It was me! He was shirtless and only in boxers.

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He approached me and hugged me holding my ass.

 "Are you already enjoying your little body?" He told me seductively. "Alan, are you? Give me back my body now!" I said furiously and trembling to see Alan in my own body. "That will be impossible, since I don't want to leave this beautiful body." After saying those words he pushes me towards the bed, standing over me and begins to kiss my neck, while our dicks in our boxers collide with each other, this causes me too much pleasure I don't know why, I'm straight! Or at least it was in my body... 

 He starts to lower the boxers, I try to resist but he is too strong. When he gets them off, he takes out his big dick and slowly starts to put it in my ass, in Alan's ass. I got too excited to immediately ejaculate while moaning, I think being caught isn't as bad as I thought.

"Ooooh shit yeah, Alan's still!" I said while I kept moaning. "Tell me Brandon." He said while spanking my ass. "Ooooh yeah, Brandon!", I don't know what I'm saying, I think my mind is mixing with his, and I'm becoming gay, it's not possible! Suddenly, he discharge inside me, "Oooh yeah!" I said moaning.

After having sex, we both fell asleep while he hugged me, I felt comfortable in his big arms. Good that Brandon there accepted to be my boyfriend, without him I am nothing.

Hi! I’m a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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7 years ago

El hermano con buenos genes

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Durante toda mi vida mi familia siempre apoyaba en todo a mi hermano Nick el cual tiene 21 años, le dejan hacer las fiestas que quiera y le dan todo el dinero que necesite, ya que él salió con todo los buenos genes, es bastante inteligente y tiene un buen físico. Y pues yo tengo 15 años y no tengo prácticamente nada, no soy ni inteligente, ni guapo, y mis padres no me brindan ningún apoyo.

Un día aburrido en la computadora, recibí un correo que me redirigía a una pagina sobre "intercambio de cuerpos", éste me pedía que colocará mi nombre y el nombre de la persona con la cual quería intercambiar cuerpos, no creía que esto fuera algo enserio así qué coloqué el nombre de Nick, al ver que nada me sucedió cerré la pagina y dejé la computadora.

Durante la noche sentí mucho calor hasta el punto de sudar excesivamente y ademas sentí dolor por todo mi cuerpo. Al llegar el día me sentía mucho mas grande, me levante y en vez de ver mi cuerpo escuálido vi un abdomen endurecidos con grandes pectorales. Me dirigí al baño y al verme en el espejo, ¡Vi a mi hermano Nick en él! No lo podía creer la página era verdadera, y ahora tengo este grandioso cuerpo. No aguante la tentación y me quite mis boxers que llevaba puestos y quedé muy sorprendido, no tenia idea que mi hermano tuviera un polla tan grande. ¡Es el triple que el mío! Empecé acariciarlo mientras miraba el reflejo de mi maravilloso cuerpo y hacía varias poses sexys, termine manchando todo el espejo con semen. Toque mi nuevo trasero el cual también es mucho mas grande del que tenía. "Soy jodidamente sexy."

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Volví a mi habitación para vestirme y al volver me doy cuenta que mi cuerpo estaba allí, asustado mirándome impactado, era Nick en mi cuerpo. "¿Q-Quien eres tu?" Dijo muy asustado. Me acerqué a él, "Soy tu hermano Nick, idiota. Ahora sal de mi habitación antes de que te saque a puñetazos." Dije intimidantemente, éste salió corriendo dirigiéndose a su nueva escuela a vivir mi vida de infierno siendo acosado por matones. Yo en cambio a vivir la mejor vida de un modelo y quizás a rompe algunos culos de chicos, porqué no desaprovecharé esta gran arma con chicas.


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7 years ago

The brother with good genes

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Throughout my life, my family always supported my brother Nick, who is 21 years old, they let him have the parties he wants and they give him all the money he needs, since he came out with all the good genes, he is quite intelligent and he has a good physique. And I'm have 15 years old and I have practically nothing, I am neither intelligent nor handsome, and my parents don't give me any support.

A boring day at the computer, I received an email that redirected me to a page about "swap bodies", this asked me to put my name and the name of the person with whom I wanted to swap bodies, I didn't think this was something serious so I put the name of Nick, seeing that nothing happened to me, I closed the page and left the computer.

During the night I felt very hot to the point of sweating excessively and I also felt pain throughout my body. When the day came I felt much bigger, I got up and instead of seeing my body, I saw a hardened abdomen with large pectorals. I went to the bathroom and when I saw myself in the mirror, I saw my brother Nick in it! I couldn't believe the page was true, and now I have this great body. I can't stand the temptation and I take off my boxers I was wearing and I was very surprised, I had no idea that my brother had such a big dick. It's triple that of mine! I started caressing him while looking at the reflection of my wonderful body and making several sexy poses, I ended up staining the whole mirror with semen. Touch my new butt which is also much bigger than I had. "I'm fucking sexy."

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I went back to my room to get dressed and when I came back I realized that my body was there, scared looking at me, it was Nick in my body. "Who are you?" He said very scared. I approached him, "I'm your brother Nick, you idiot, now get out of my room before I punched you out of here." I said intimidatingly, he ran off to his new school to live my life of hell being bullied. I, on the other hand, live the best life of a model and maybe break some asses of guys, because I will not waste this great weapon with girls.

Hi! I’m a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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7 years ago

El nuevo sumiso

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Me llamo Chris y siempre tuve una vida tranquila, tenía una pareja, un trabajo estable y a pesar de ser gay nunca nadie me a juzgado, aunque creo que tampoco nadie quisiera hacerlo ya que soy bastante fuerte, soy literalmente un alfa. Mi pareja la cuál se llama Dave es un amo de casa, me hace la comida y limpia el lugar, siempre fue alguien tranquilo y sumiso por eso siempre fui sobre protector con él ante los demás.

Un día luego de llegar del trabajo, por alguna razón estuve muy exhausto tenía mucho dolor en todo los músculos y me sentía muy extraño. No veía a Dave en ninguna parte lo cual me preocupó, él no suele salir mucho de casa, estaba angustiado pero mi cuerpo me dolía tanto que no tenía las fuerzas de caminar así qué me recosté en la cama y me quedé dormido. Cuando desperté me sentía muy distinto como sí me hubiera quitado un gran peso de encima, me siento más liviano y por alguna razón mi ropa es mucho mas grande. Me quito la camisa y cuando vi mi cuerpo... ¡Era totalmente distinto! Era delgado, ya no tenía mis abdominales ni pectorales, reviso mi polla y es muy pequeña comparado con la que tenía, y cuando me dirigí al espejo, no lo podía creer... ¡Era mi pareja, Dave! Estaba en su cuerpo pequeño y frágil. De pronto siento un sensación rara recorrer por mi culo, él cual además es muy grande y carnoso, sentía la necesidad de meter algo por ahí, lo cuál es raro, siempre fui un gay activo. Me puse más caliente, comencé a sudar y sentía excesivamente la necesidad de meterme algo GRANDE.

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Recordé que Dave ocultaba un vibrador en uno de nuestros muebles, él creé que nunca me di cuenta. Lo busqué desesperadamente hasta encontrarlo, lo encendí, intentaba resistirme a la tentación a metermelo pero al final fue imposible. Cuando lo puse comencé a gemir, comencé a masturbar mi pequeña polla hasta disparar una pequeña carga de semen. Me quedé acostado en la cama por unos minutos, hasta que escucho unos ruidos venir de la sala de estar, me dirigí hacía allí y vi mi propio cuerpo totalmente desnudo masturbándose. Éste me ve y se levanta acercándose a mí.

"¡Amor! ¿Que tal tu día?" Dijo mientras me abrazaba y levantaba con sus enormes brazos. "¿D-Dave, eres tú?" Dije tímidamente. "Claro que sí, hice esto para darte las gracias por cuidarme tanto tiempo, y ahora como agradecimiento haré lo mismo por ti." se acercó y me besó, y luego también besó sus grandes músculos, mi polla que se encontraba sensible se paró inmediatamente, nunca creí que mi cuerpo era tan sexy. "Al parecer alguien esta urgido." Dijo mientras tocaba mi polla. "N-No, no es eso", dije sonrojandome, por alguna razón me sentía muy sumiso junto a él. Este me cargó en sus brazos, y me llevó a nuestra habitación. Él me puso en cuatro, mi cuerpo no se movía, es como si quisiera estar así, pero en verdad ¡No quiero ser penetrado por mi propio cuerpo! Éste comienza a follarme lentamente.

Luego de la nada comenzó a ir mas rápido lo que hizo que me doliera el culo, "OOOOOOOOHHHHHH" gemía, esto no es nada comparado con el vibrador. "Oh sí, perra" dijo Dave mientras teníamos sexo, luego de unos minutos comenzó a comportarse algo más arrogante. Éste comenzaba a golpear mi trasero hasta dejarlo completamente rojo, "D-Dave, me duele" dije, "¡Cállate perra!" y cuando descargo su semen en mí culo, se lanzó sobre la cama. "Anda y cociname algo, y más te vale este rico", dijo mientras acariciaba su polla. Intenté resistirme pero mi cuerpo comenzó a caminar involuntariamente, con todo mi culo empapado de semen me dirigí a la cocina. Creo que está será mi nueva vida, como la perra de Dave, digo Chris...


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7 years ago

The new submissive

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My name is Chris and I always had a quiet life, I had a boyfriend, a stable job and despite being gay, nobody has ever judged me, although I do not think anyone wanted to do it since I'm strong enough, I'm literally an alpha. My boyfriend named Dave is a househusband, he makes me food and cleans the place, he was always quiet and submissive, so I was always overprotective with him in front of others.

One day after arriving from job, for some reason I was very exhausted I had a lot of pain in all the muscles and I felt very strange. I didn't see Dave anywhere, which worried me, he doesn't usually leave much of home, I was anguished but my body hurt so much that I did not have the strength to walk so I lay on the bed and fell asleep. When I woke up I felt very different as if I had taken a great weight off, I feel lighter and for some reason my clothes are much bigger. I take off my shirt and when I saw my body... It was totally different! I was thin, I no longer has my abs and pectorals, I check my dick and it's very small compared to what I had, and when I went to the mirror, I could not believe it... It was my boyfriend, Dave! It was in his small and fragile body. Suddenly I feel a strange sensation travel through my ass, which is also very big and fleshy, I felt the need to put something out there, which is weird, I was always an active gay. I got hotter, I started to sweat and I had an excessive need to put something BIG in there.

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I remembered that Dave was hiding a vibrator in one of our furniture, he thought I never noticed. I searched desperately until I found it, I lit it, I tried to resist the temptation to put it in, but in the end it was impossible. When I put it on I started to moan, I started to masturbate my little dick until I shot a small load of cum. I stayed in bed for a few minutes, until I heard some noise coming from the living room, I went there and saw my own body totally naked masturbating. He sees me and gets up close to me.

"Love! How was your day?" He said as he hugged me and lifted me with his huge arms. "D-Dave, are you?" I said shyly. "Of course, I did this to thank you for taking so much care of me, and now as a thank you I will do the same for you." He approached me and kissed me, and then also kissed his big muscles, my dick that was sensitive became hard immediately, I never thought my body was so sexy. "Apparently someone is urged." He said while touching my dick. "N-No, it's not that", I said blushing, for some reason I felt very submissive next to him. He carried me in his arms, and took me to our room. He put me in four, my body did not move, it's as if I wanted to be like that, but in truth I don't want to be penetrated by my own body! He starts to fuck me slowly.

After nothingness began to go faster which made my ass hurt, "OOOOOOOOHHHHHH" I moaned, this is nothing compared to the vibrator. "Oh yes, bitch" Dave said while we had sex, after a few minutes he began to behave something more arrogant. He started hitting my ass until it was completely red, "D-Dave, it hurts" I said, "Shut up, bitch" and when he threw his cum on my ass, he threw himself on the bed. "Go and cook something, and you better be delicious," he said while stroking his dick. I tried to resist but my body began to walk involuntarily, with all my ass soaked with cum I went to the kitchen. I think this will be my new life, like Dave's bitch, I say Chris...

Hi! I’m a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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7 years ago

Cambio de vida

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Soy John tengo 22 años y soy hijo de una familia multimillonaria, tengo mayordomos que hacen todo por mí, soy bien guapo, tengo mis músculos y un rostro perfecto. Tengo la vida hecha, o eso creía...

Uno de los mayordomos, Jake él cual es hijo de otro mayordomo. Crecimos prácticamente juntos, a pesar de que eramos de la misma edad, tenía que seguir toda mis órdenes, siempre lo traté horrible y él no podía poner resistencia. Un día que invite a amigos a hacer una fiesta, él tuvo la orden de cuidarme. A pesar de que estoy lo bastante grande para cuidarme sólo. Bebimos mucha cerveza, bailamos y nos metimos en mi gran piscina. Mientras disfrutaba de la piscina, sin darme cuenta me fui al lado profundo de ésta e intente nadar pero al estar borracho me era muy difícil, lo último que pude ver fue a Jake lanzándose a la piscina hacia mi dirección.

Cuando desperté, vi como alguien me arrastraba a un lado fuera de la piscina. Al tomar conciencia vi al padre de Jake, preocupado de mi situación. Me levanté y le pregunté al mayordomo que había pasado. "Te ahogaste al tratar de rescatar al Señor John". Estaba confundido del porqué hablaba de mí en 3ra persona, al mirar mi cuerpo vi que lucía el traje de los mayordomos de mi casa el cuál es encontraba húmedo, quedé impactado y me dirigí corriendo a mi habitación en busca de un espejo. Al mirarme vi que... ¡Estaba en el cuerpo de Jake! No podía creerlo, no puedo ser el mayordomo de mi propia familia. Me quite mi ropa mojada y me sorprendió mucho que el cuerpo de Jake era bastantes sexy, tenia un buen paquete y algún par de músculos.

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De la puerta vi entrar a mi mismo. "Miren quien tenemos aquí, que bien que estés disfrutando tu nuevo cuerpo". Me acerqué a él y lo agarré de su ropa, "Más te vale me regreses mi cuerpo si no quieres recibir un puñetazo". Este me empuja, "Yo que tú no haría eso, puedo despedirte ahora mismo por eso amenaza. Ya que yo soy tú. Además no golpearías este hermoso rostro", dijo mientras acariciaba su cara.

"Ahora, aprovechando que estas desnudo tendrás que dejar que te folle." Dijo mientras se sacaba la ropa cara que solía usar yo. "¡¿Que?! Estas loco si crees que haré esa locura", me encontraba petrificado por la nueva actitud de Jake. "¿Entonces quieres irte a vivir a la calle? Nadie creerá que cambiamos de cuerpos. Siempre estuve enamorado de ti, pero tu sólo te enfocabas en chicas, pero ahora que tengo tu cuerpo y tengo todo el control sobre ti".

No tuve mas opción que aceptar mi destino, ahora no soy nada más que el mayordomo de Jake o debo decir John, ahora cada vez que tiene ganas de follar, debo aceptar sin resistencia. Pero no me quejo mucho, desde que estoy en su cuerpo me atraído mas los hombres y me excita tener a alguien que me rompa el culo todos los días, además este cuerpo es bastante hermoso.


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7 years ago

Life change

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I'm John, I have 22 years old and I'm the son of a multimillionaire family, I have butlers who do everything for me, I'm very beautiful, I have my muscles and a perfect face. I have my life made, or so I thought...

One of the butlers, Jake, who is the son of another butler. We grew up practically together, even though we were of the same age, I had to follow all my orders, I always treated him horrible and he couldn't put up resistance. One day I invited friends to have a party, he had the order to take care of me. Even though I'm old enough to take care of myself. We drank a lot of beer, we danced and we got into my big pool. While enjoying the pool, without realizing it I went to the deep side of it and I tried to swim but being drunk was very difficult, the last thing I could see was Jake throwing himself into the pool towards my direction.

When I woke up, I saw someone drag me to the side outside the pool. When I became aware I saw Jake's father, worried about my situation. I got up and asked the butler what had happened. "You drowned trying to rescue Mr. John." I was confused as to why he was talking about me in 3rd person, when I looked at my body I saw that he wore the suit of the butlers of my house which is humid, I was shocked and went running to my room in search of a mirror. When I looked at myself I saw that ... I was in Jake's body! I could not believe it, I can't be the butler of my own family. I took off my wet clothes and was very surprised that Jake's body was quite sexy, had a good package and some muscle.

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From the door I saw myself enter. "Look who we have here, how good you are enjoying your new body." I approached him and grabbed his clothes, "You better give me back my body if you don't want to receive a punch." This pushes me, "I wouldn't do that, I can fire you right now because of that threat, since I am you, and you will not beat this beautiful face," he said while caressing her face.

"Now, taking advantage of the fact that you're naked, you'll have to let me fuck you." He said as he pulled out the expensive clothes that I used to wear. "What?! You're crazy if you think I'm doing that madness", I was petrified by Jake's new attitude. "So you want to go live on the street?" No one would believe that we changed bodies, I was always in love with you, but you only focused on girls, but now that I have your body and I have full control over you."

I had no choice but to accept my destiny, now I'm nothing more than Jake's butler or I must say John, now every time he wants to fuck, I must accept without resistance. But I don't complain much, since I'm in his body I'm more attracted to men and it excites me to have someone to break my ass every day, besides this body is quite beautiful.

Hi! I'm a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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7 years ago

El modelo galán

Soy un chico gordo y nerd, siempre fui odiado por todos en la escuela, nadie se me acercaba y cuando les hablaba me trataban con gran desprecio hasta mi propia familia. Cuando entré a trabajar como fotógrafo de modelos, hubo uno en particular que me llamó la atención.

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Se llamaba Michael, todas las chicas lo amaban a pesar de ser un engreído. Siempre me molestaba con apodos horribles y todos en el lugar se reían de mí. Una noche me imaginaba como sería ser Michael y tener su increíble y hermoso cuerpo esculpido por dioses, sus hermoso labios y grandioso cabello. Al otro día, mientras estábamos en una sesión fotográfica, me desmaye de la nada. Cuando desperté me encontraba enfrente de las cámaras, todos mirándome. Me encontraba perdido hasta que vi mi cuerpo, y lo entendí todo. Era Michael y estaba en la sesión, de inmediato comencé a posar lo mas sexy que se me ocurrió.

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Después escuché un grito venir del fondo, era mi viejo cuerpo quien se dirigía a mí. "¡Devuélveme mi cuerpo ahora!" Me decía furioso. "¿De que hablas?" Dije fingiendo no entenderle. "Me robaste mi cuerpo maldito". "Estas alucinando, al parecer alguien tiene hambre", al decir eso todos se rieron a carcajadas, "Estas loco si crees que este increíble cuerpo te pertenece, maldito gordo." Este intento atacarme pero los guardias llegaron y se lo llevaron. Me dirigí a mi nueva casa que por lo cierto es muy grande y de lujo, me fui a mi habitación y empece a masturbarme como nunca lo hice antes luego me tome varias selfies y también fotos de mi cuerpo desnudo. Luego me dirigí a su gimnasio que él tenía y probé todas la máquinas, "Mierda, soy muy fuerte". Luego me comenzaron a llegar mensajes a mi teléfono los cuales eran de un chico que al parecer es la pareja de Michael, nunca pensé que el fuera gay, su pareja me preguntaba si ya estaba listo para nuestra cita de hoy, respondí afirmando y me fui a su gran armario el cual era del tamaño de mi ex habitación y comencé a probarme toda su ropa, ¡Maldita sea con todo se ve bien!. Me peine mi hermoso cabello suave y algo esponjado, y me quede un gran rato mirándome al espejo, acariciándome el mentón "Soy un galán" dije lanzando besos hacia el espejo.

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Me dirigí a mi cita en un restaurante elegante, todo fue bien. Nunca sospecho de que yo no era el verdadero Michael, y luego nos dirigimos a mi casa y tuvimos una gran noche de sexo, nunca en mi vida había follado a alguien. "Ooooh si Michael, lo haces estupendo, sigue." Decía mi novio frotábamos las pollas una contra la otra y luego el me chupo la mía, mierda que bueno es chupándola. Luego de tener sexo nos recostamos, yo abrazando a mi novio con mis grandes brazos y nos dimos un beso, "has mejorado bastante en el sexo", dijo él riéndose. "No lo has visto todo", le dije. Maldición es la mejor puta vida que voy a tener, todos caen derrotados a tanta belleza, nadie podrá evitarlo. Soy como un dios, un dios del sexo.


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7 years ago

The gallant model

I'm a fat and nerdy boy, I was always hated by everyone in the school, nobody approached me and when I spoke to them they treated me with great contempt even my own family. When I started working as a model photographer, there was one in particular that caught my attention.

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His name was Michael, all the girls loved him despite being a cocky. He always bothered me with horrible nicknames and everyone in the place laughed at me. One night I imagined what it would be like to be Michael and have his incredible and beautiful body sculpted by gods, his beautiful lips and great hair. The next day, while we were in a photo session, I fainted from nothing. When I woke up I was in front of the cameras, everyone looking at me. I was lost until I saw my body, and I understood everything. It was Michael and I was in session, I immediately started posing the sexiest thing that came to mind.

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Then I heard a scream coming from the bottom, it was my old body who was addressing me. "Give me back my body now!" He was furious. "What are you talking about?" I said pretending not to understand him. "You stole my damned body." "You're hallucinating, apparently someone is hungry", saying that they all laughed out loud, "You're crazy if you think this incredible body belongs to you, you fucking fat man." This attempt to attack me but the guards came and took him away. I went to my new home that is very big and luxurious, I went to my room and started masturbating like I never did before then I took several selfies and also pictures of my naked body. Then I went to his gym that he had and tried all the machines, "Shit, I'm very strong." Then I started to get messages to my phone which were of a guy who apparently is Michael's boyfriend, I never thought he was gay, his boyfriend asked me if I was ready for our date today, I said affirming and I left to her big closet which was the size of my former room and I began to try on all her clothes, Damn it all looks good!. I combed my beautiful soft and something fluffy hair, and I stayed a long time looking at myself in the mirror, stroking my chin "I'm a gallant" I said throwing kisses towards the mirror.

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I went to my appointment in an elegant restaurant, everything went well. I never suspect that I wasn't the real Michael, and then we headed to my house and had a great night of sex, never in my life had someone fucked. "Ooooh yes Michael, you do great, go on." Said my boyfriend we rubbed the cocks against each other and then he sucks mine, fuck that good is sucking it. After having sex we lay down, I hugged my boyfriend with my big arms and we kissed, "you've improved a lot in sex," he said laughing. "You haven't seen everything," I said. Damn it is the best fucking life I'm going to have, everyone falls defeated to such beauty, nobody will be able to avoid it. I'm like a god, a god of sex.

Hi! I'm a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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6 years ago

Enamorado de mi matón

Soy Steven el típico chico nerd molestado por todos en especial por el grupo de deportistas de la escuela, lo mas gracioso es que estoy enamorado de su líder James, si soy marica.

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A pesar de todas las veces que me golpea y me insulta no puedo dejar de sentir lo mismo, es tan estúpidamente sexy, su cuerpo perfectamente estructurado, su rostro con sus labios tan grueso y brillantes ademas de sus ojos que penetran mi alma y no hablar de su cabello que se ve tan suave. ¡Como no estar enamorado de él!

Un día en una fiesta de la escuela, las cuales no me gustan para nada, pero me gusta ver a James allí. Mientras iba saliendo me topé con él quien se dirigió a mi y me empujó contra un muro "Oyee tu hijo de puta, que haces aquí esto es un lugar solo para gente importante no como tu un flacucho nerd" su tono de voz sonaba muy quebrado y lento, inmediatamente supe que estaba borracho. Luego de insultarme este cayó al suelo, no podía dejarlo allí así que decidí llevarlo a su casa, la cual afortunadamente se su dirección. Al llegar a su casa noté que sus padres no estaban, deben estar de viaje como siempre. Al bajar a James de mi auto pude sentir su cuerpo tan duro que hizo que me excitara, al entrar a su casa lo deje encima de su cama cuando ya estaba a punto de irme James tomó mi mano y me tiró contra él, quedamos abrazados por un rato hasta quedarnos dormidos.

A la otra mañana, al mirar a mi alrededor noté que seguía en casa de James, pero el no se encontraba allí por alguna razón.

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Me levante inmediatamente para irme de su casa antes de que me golpee, al levantarme noté que mi cuerpo se encontraba tirado allí en el suelo. Mi corazón empezó a latir muy rápido, caminé lentamente al espejo que se encontraba al frente de la cama y al verme, no pude estar más feliz ¡Estaba en el cuerpo de James! Comencé a acariciarme el rostro, no podía creer que estaba en su cuerpo perfecto, me pellizque para confirmar que no era un sueño. Me quite todo lo que llevaba puesto encima y comencé a flexionar y posar durante minutos, luego escuche unos gemidos detrás de mi, era yo. "Mmm... ¿Que ocurre?" Dijo James en mi cuerpo mientras se levantaba del suelo, "¡¿Q-Quien eres y que haces en mi cuerpo?!" Decía mientras me apuntaba con su rostro lleno de miedo y confusión, al ver su reflejo en el espejo entendió todo, él era el nerd y yo el musculoso matón deportista. Tomé de su hombro y dije "Es hora de que pagues por todo, estúpido nerd" lo empuje fuertemente contra la cama y comencé a quitar su pantalones e inmediatamente insertar mi polla. "¡Esto es sólo el principio, marica!" Dije mientras lo follaba fuertemente y él gritaba que parara.

Pasó ¿1 hora? En la cuál estuve follandolo y luego haciéndolo chupar mi polla, hasta que me agote y lo deje tirado allí en la cama con su culo llenisimo de semen, "Te esperaré todos los días aquí mismo luego de la escuela, si llegas a faltar un día te las haré pagar" dije intimidantemente y lo eché de MI casa. Fui a recostarme en mi nueva gran cama con mi polla empapada de semen, ¡Éste es el mejor día de mi vida, y el comienzo de muchos más!


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6 years ago

La vida como el Hombre Araña

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Desde que vi actuar a Tom Holland por primera vez no he dejado de sentirme completamente enamorado de él, se ha convertido en mi actor favorito y más aún al volverse el nuevo Spider-Man. Todos los días pienso en él, me paso él día buscando fotos de él, ¡Hasta me masturbo por él! Es tan malditamente sexy. Un día buscando los lugares en los que estará, como suelo hacer, ¡Vi que estará en una conferencia muy cerca de donde vivo!

Cuando llego el día de la conferencia, intenté acercarmele pero había demasiada gente y sus guardaespaldas no dejaban pasar a nadie, así que pensé en seguirlo hasta que estuviera solo. Lo vi entrando a un hotel así que intenté entrar pero sus guardaespaldas aparecieron y me detuvieron diciéndome "No tienes permiso para entrar, vete de aquí". Estaba tan cerca de él que sin pensarlo intente correr rápidamente donde estaba pero creo que no medí mi velocidad que termine golpeándome con él en la cabeza y quedé inconsciente.

Desperté por unos momentos y escuchaba unos gritos ver de un chico "¡Esto es un error yo soy Tom Holland!" Pero volví a quedar inconsciente. Cuando desperté vi muchas personas alrededor mío con un rostro de preocupación por mí. Comencé a pararme lentamente mientras acariciaba mi cabeza por el golpe que me había dado. "¿Que ocurrió?" Pregunte algo confundido, unos de los guardias se me acerco y me explico todo "Un fanático loco entró e intento acercarse a usted, discúlpeme por no haberlo detenido antes." Con esa respuesta quede mucho mas confuso de lo que ya me encontraba. "Señor Holland, ¿Se encuentra bien?" Al escuchar esas palabras mi mente reaccionó, "¿Holland?" Comencé a tocarme el rostro, algo asustado y le pedí a un guardia si me podría traer un espejo. Cuando llegó el guardia, no pude creerlo lo que veía en el reflejo. ¡Era el mismísimo Tom Holland! Alegremente sorprendido le pedí a mis guardaespaldas que me dirigieran a mi habitación, hicieron caso algo confundidos. Al llegar a mi habitación fui directamente al baño, dónde me quite todo lo que llevaba puesto y comencé a ver mi cuerpo. Es tan excitante, sus bíceps, sus pectorales y su gran culo el cuál era tan suave que no podía dejar de tocar.

Me metí a la ducha y allí comencé con una mano a tocarme por todos los lugares posibles y con la otra me masturbaba, Tom tiene una polla jodidamente grande, dios. Gemía sin parar, en un momento después salí y me recosté en mi cama, donde comencé a tomar varias selfies de mi y mi gran culo, comencé lentamente a meterme los dedos y ¡Maldición nunca he tenido tanto placer en mi vida! Me graba mientras gemía, el rostro de Tom se ve tan tierno cuando gime. Eso hizo que terminara expulsando mi semen en la cama. "Bueno, alguien tendrá que limpiarlo por mi", dije sin preocupaciones ya que ¡Desde hoy soy un actor mundialmente famoso!.

El teléfono de la habitación comenzó a sonar al contestar me dijeron que debía dirigirme al set de grabación. Al llegar ahí me pidieron que me pusiera el traje de Spider-Man, luego de ponérmelo me dirigí al baño. Dios, el traje hace ver el cuerpo tan perfecto de Tom, MI cuerpo.

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Cuando fui al set me puse algo nervioso ya que en mi vida nunca he actuado, pero sin darme cuenta actúe de lo mas bien, al parecer mi mente tiene rastros de memoria de Tom. Todos me felicitaron por mi gran actuación. Y así comencé a vivir mi vida de actor, chicas y chicos piden tomarse fotos conmigo, quien no quisiera hacerlo con alguien tan bello, voy a entrevistas por las nuevas películas en las que he estado actuando y he ganado grandes premios por mis hermosas actuaciones. Hay rumores de mi los cuales dicen que me he vuelto egocéntrico pero no les tomo atención. A veces mis guardaespaldas me comentan sobre un chico que al parecer me sigue a todos lados y cuando mis guardaespaldas se dirigen a él, le dice que el es yo. Pffft está loco.


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6 years ago

Life as the new Spider-Man

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Since I saw Tom Holland act for the first time, I have not stopped being completely in love with him, he has become my favorite actor and even more when he became the new Spider-Man. Every day I think of him, I spend the day looking for pictures of him, I even masturbate thinking about him! It is very sexy. One day looking at the places where he will be, as always, I saw that he will be at a conference very close to where I live.

When the day of the conference arrived, I tried to approach him, but there were too many people and his bodyguards didn't let anyone in, so I thought about following him until he was only a moment. I saw him enter a hotel, so I tried to enter, but his bodyguards appeared and stopped me saying "You don't have permission to enter, get out of here." I was so close to him that, without thinking, I tried to run quickly where he was, but I think I didn't measure my speed that ended up hitting him in the head and I was unconscious.

I woke up for a few moments and heard screams from a boy "This is a mistake, I'm Tom Holland!" But I was unconscious again. When I woke up, I saw many people around me with a worried face for me. I began to stop slowly while stroking my head for the blow that had given me. "What happened?" I asked him something confused, one of the guards approached me and explained everything to me. "A crazy fan entered and tried to approach you, sorry for not stopping him before." With that answer, I was much more confused than I already was. "Mr. Holland, are you all right?" Hearing those words my mind reacted, "Holland?" I started touching my face, somewhat scared and asked a bodyguard if he could bring me a mirror. When the guard arrived, I couldn't believe what I saw in the reflection. It was Tom Holland himself! With great surprise, I asked my bodyguards to direct me to my room, they did something confused. When I arrived at my room I went directly to the bathroom, where I took everything I had and began to see my body. It's so exciting, his biceps, his pecs and his big ass that was so soft that he couldn't stop touching it.

I got in the shower and there I started with one hand to touch me in all possible places and with the other I masturbated, Tom has a huge fucking dick, god. I groaned and groaned until I got out of bed and leaned back in my bed, where I started taking several selfies of myself and my big ass, with my fingers I put it in and damn, I never had so much pleasure in my life! I recorded moans, Tom's face looks so tender when he groans. That made me end up expelling my cum in bed. "Well, someone will have to clean it for me," I said without worrying since I'm now a world-famous actor.

The phone in the room started ringing when I answered, they told me I should go to the recording set. When they got there, they told me to put on Spider-Man's suit, after putting it on I went to the bathroom. God, the suit makes Tom's body look so perfect, MY body.

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When I went to the set I got a little nervous because in my life I have never acted, but without realizing that I was acting very well, apparently my mind has traces of Tom's memory. Everyone congratulated me on my great performance. And so I began to live my life as an actor, girls and boys ask me to take selfies with me, that they would not want to do it with someone so beautiful, I go to interviews for the new films in which I have been acting and I have won great prizes for my beautiful performances. There are rumors about me that say I have become self-centered but I don't pay attention to them. Sometimes my bodyguards tell me about a boy who seems to follow me everywhere and when my bodyguards speak to him, he tells him that he is me. Pffft he is crazy.

Hi! I’m a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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6 years ago

Mi hijo gay

Toda mi vida a sido muy aburrida, nunca logré algo destacable. Trabajo en una oficina, tengo una esposa de la cual nunca me enamoré y mi hijo Tom es posiblemente homosexual, lo cual desapruebo totalmente. Los maricones no deberían existir, hice todo lo que pude para que mi hijo le gustaran las mujeres y ni eso pude lograr.

Un día como todo los demás me encontraba en mi oficina muy estresado por todo el trabajo que tenía que realizar, hace varios días que estoy sufriendo de insomnio. Pero ese día algo fue distinto, de un momento a otro mi visión quedo en negro y caí al suelo. Al despertar me encontraba en mi casa, solo que estaba acostado en la cama de mi hijo, de pronto sentí un escalofrío ya que algo tocó mi espalda. Al girarme...¡Había un chico el cual comenzó a abrazarme! Ese chico era Sam, el mejor amigo de mi hijo, el cual demostraba mucha masculinidad, tenía un cuerpo magnífico para su edad y al parecer era muy popular en la escuela. Siempre lo tomaba de ejemplo a seguir para mi hijo, y ahora resulta que al parecer es gay.

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Salté de la cama, quedándome congelado viendo a. "¿Pasa algo cariño?" Me pregunto somnoliento. No podía reaccionar, comencé a analizar el lugar, me encontraba desnudo, él también y sus ropas estaban esparcidas por toda la habitación. Sam tomó mi brazo y me empujó hacía él, comenzó a besarme lujuriosamente, eso tuvo una reacción en mi cuerpo, la polla de mi hijo se endureció rápidamente. Sin darme cuenta Sam comenzó a meter su enorme polla sobre el pequeño culo de mi hijo. Intenté detenerlo pero MI cuerpo no quería, "OH POR DIOS" mi voz comenzaba a gemir cada vez que Sam metía su polla, este placer es el mejor que he sentido en mi puta vida. El semen de Sam y el mío disparaban por todos lados, luego chupe su polla y nunca esperé que se sintiera tan bien. Luego del sexo nos quedamos un largo rato abrazados, me sentía cómodo en sus grandes brazos mientras MI rostro descansaba en sus pectorales esculpidos.

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En algún momento Sam se fue sin siquiera darme cuenta ya que dormí profundamente. Al despertarme escuchaba ruidos en la casa, me dirigí hacia donde provenía y pude ver mi propio cuerpo. "Hola campeón. ¿Cómo estuvo tu día?" Dijo, al parecer mi antiguo cuerpo no recuerda nada sobre el cambio de cuerpo, y lo mejor es que en ésta nueva realidad MI padre tiene un mejor trabajo, el cuál le encanta y siempre habla de las grandes cosas que hace, y además está orgulloso de mi sin importar que sea gay. La vida es tan increíble.


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6 years ago

My gay son

All my life has been very boring, I never achieved something remarkable. I work in an office, I have a wife that I never fell in love with and my son Tom possibly is a homosexual, which I totally disapprove of. Fagots shouldn't exist, I did everything I could to make my son like women and I couldn't achieve that.

A day like everyone else I was in my office very stressed by all the work I had to do, several days ago I'm suffering from insomnia. But that day something was different, from a moment to another my vision went black and I fell to the floor. When I woke up I was at home, only that I was lying in my son's bed, suddenly I felt a chill as something touched my back. As I turned ... There was a boy who started hugging me! That boy was Sam, my son's best friend, who showed a lot of masculinity, had a magnificent body for his age and apparently was very popular in high school. I always took it as an example to follow for my son, and now it turns out that he seems to be gay.

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I jumped out of bed, froze watching. "Is something wrong, honey?" He wonder sleepy. I could not react, I began to analyze the place, I was naked, he too and his clothes were scattered throughout the room. Sam took my arm and pushed me towards him, he started kissing me lustfully, that had a reaction in MY body, my son's dick hardened quickly. Without realizing it, Sam began to put his huge dick over my son's little ass. I tried to stop him but MY body did not want, "OH MY GOD" my voice began to moan every time Sam put his cock, this pleasure is the best I have felt in my fucking life. Sam's semen and mine shot everywhere, then I sucked his dick and I never expected him to feel so good. After sex we stayed in each other for a long time, I felt comfortable in his big arms while MY face rested on his sculpted pecs.

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At some point Sam left without realizing it since I slept deeply. When I woke up I listened noises in the house, I headed towards the noises and I could see my own body. "Hello champion. How was your day?" He said, apparently my old body does not remember anything about changing bodies, and the best thing is that in this new reality MY father has a better job, which he loves and always talks about the great things he does, and he is also proud of me no matter I'm gay. Life is so amazing.

Hi! I'm a Latin American boy and I am not very good with English so I am sorry if there are mistakes in the story. If you want, you can send me messages about corrections, I would be delighted.


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5 years ago

El Twink chupa pollas

Soy Chad el capitán del equipo de fútbol de mi escuela y el chico más popular, a todos les gusta estar a mi alrededor ya que soy bastante atractivo y carismático. Miren mi hermoso cuerpo, nadie puede resistirse.

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Cada vez luego de un entrenamiento de fútbol en los vestidores está Andy quién es un twink que el encanta chupar polla, no tiene amigos y nadie lo respeta, varias veces lo llegamos a golpear y al parecer es algo que le gusta. Siempre nos chupa las pollas a todos nosotros, pareciera que nunca se cansa. No somos gays pero nos relaja bastante después de un partido, aunque me he preguntado como se siente follar a un hombre, he follado con tantas mujeres pero siempre he querido hacerlo con un chico por curiosidad. Así que decidí intentarlo con Andy ya que obviamente no se negaría, aceptándome muy fácilmente me dijo que lo esperara antes del entrenamiento de fútbol que tengo mañana.

Al otro día, estaba en los vestidores esperando a que Andy se apareciera, llegó 30 minutos tarde estaba tan furioso que apenas llegó le di un puñetazo en la cara "¡¿Por que te tardaste tanto puto twink?!", él empezó a excitarse mucho hasta al punto de gemir exageradamente, de pronto empezó brillar hasta cubrir toda la habitación y no pude ver nada. Luego sentía que mi rostro dolía mucho, cuando mi vista se aclaró vi a mi cuerpo parado enfrente mío. "¿Que miras marica?", no entiendo nada de lo que sucede, ya no tengo mis músculos y me siento tan caliente. "Es hora de que comencemos" No puede estar sucediendo, me convertí en Andy. "Bájate los pantalones y date la vuelta", sin pensar hice exactamente lo que dijo y ahí fue cuando comenzó a follarme. ¡Esto no puede ser real, yo soy quien debería estar follandolo! Mi antigua polla es demasiada grande que apenas la metió en este pequeño culo me excite y gemí, "Se que te gusta, deberías estar orgulloso de ser follado por mí, ¡Chad el Rey de esta escuela!" De que habla, yo soy Chad el deportista caliente adorado por todos.

Unos minutos después escuché a algunas personas entrando a los vestidores, "¡Hey hermanos no se preocupen, ustedes podrán follarlo luego de que acabe!" Dijo mi cuerpo, mi antiguo cuerpo. Fui follado por cada uno de mis antiguos amigos los cuales solían respetarme y admirarme. Me dejaron allí mientras todos fueron a su entrenamiento, con todo mi cuerpo empapado de semen. Siento una sensación de confusión y placer, me gustó ser follado por esos cuerpos musculosos y sus grandes pollas. ¿Q-Que estoy diciendo? ¡Yo soy Chad y soy heterosexual, alguien ayúdenme a salir de este cuerpo!

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