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Glorious
My name was Hughyn and I was so tired of being the only Asian at the gym. I was 29 but I look like I was 17. The guys I worked out with were all nice but I was always the butt of their jokes. One day, I was walking home from the gym and I ran into a little, old woman who had just come out of the woods. She looked confused so I walked over to her. "Ma'am, can I help you?" "Oh, you seem so kind. Yet so troubled. What seems to be the matter?" For a woman who had just come out of the forest, she seemed rather lucid. I figured I would tell her about my workout woes and how I felt like life had dealt me a poor card. I loved my Asian heritage and a lot of Asians get fit and buff pretty easily. But for me I only stayed thin and small. "Go into the woods and you will find your answer. Take this backpack and follow this map." I looked at the map and when I went to look back at her she was gone. I decided why not and followed the map up to this cliff. The climb had been hard and I was so sore from working out earlier.
My tank top was starting to get tight and my shorts were too. I looked at the beautiful view and was amazed that I could make it to the top of the mountain. I picked up the backpack still looking at the amazing view and started my tread down the mountain.
When I got to the bottom, I realized I had made it to the bus stop I sometimes took home. It was on a small wooden bench that was actually a historical landmark. I sat down with the backpack on and the bus pulled up. Then, the strangest thing happened. The reflection of the person on the side of the bus was not me. Some ridiculously buff guy with hairy shoulders.
I stood up. And the guy stood up. I flexed and he flexed his ridiculously huge arms. I opened the backpack after I got on the bus and found a note.
"Welcome to your new life. May it be as glorious as your soul."
It must be from that woman, I thought. I noticed a new driver's license, a mirror and a cell phone were all in the bag. My new name was Mark Thomason. I looked at my new Caucasian bearded face in the mirror and gave a cocky smirk.
"Holy shit," I said in a gravely voice. A second later, my cell phone rang. It was one of my gym buddies. He asked if I made it through my hike after my crazy dead lifts that I was doing. I told him yeah it was glorious.
Tired of Looking So Young Pt. 2
Tim had a great first week in his new life. Started dating this super hot guy, great job and the gym was so much fun. It was amazing being 32. He wouldn't change a thing...
Late one night, a regular of Body package.com, Joe, found a new public profile. Tom. He had chosen Jock. The system made him four years older and changed some of his body type.
Now, Joe was an interesting fella. He was into tf but totally in the closet about it. Never told any of his boyfriends. He was a 52 year old military higher up. No one would ever guess. But he loved Body-package.com. He got to find public profiles and watch as their boy changed. The picture was a still profile pic but it always changed in live time.
He figured he would have some fun with "Tom". He completed his changes and decided the changes should take place with a trigger. The trigger for every change would be something he couldn't control. A sneeze, a burp, an erection, a fart anything that just happened would progress his change.
Tom was drinking his once a day soda. He had to pull back now that he had a hot ass bod to keep up with. After a particularly large gulp, he let out a decent sized burp. He felt a shift in his body and a weird tingle. He decided just to ignore it.
He went about his day quite literally with no hiccups. Before leaving work, Tom decided to use the restroom. He stopped at the mirror to check out his gorgeous face. He noticed that it was a little rounder than it was before.
"Maybe it's just the mirror," he said as he went to the urinal. He whipped out his substantial cock and started to piss. He felt the pressure and let out a few small farts (as men tend to do). He felt the same strange tingle that he had felt earlier. Tom shook off his cock and went to wash his hands.
Looking in the mirror again he noticed that he had some five o'clock shadow but it was just above his lip. He noticed that his shirt was a tad tighter than it was earlier. He chocked it up to having a big lunch and headed to the bus stop from work.
Joe logged back onto Body-package.com and looked up his playthings profile. Tom was well on his way. Light mustache, slight belly, rounding face. Joe couldn't wait. He was horny and pulled his short, fat daddy cock out and started stroking it to the changed man. Joe wanted more. He increased Tom's sex drive and made him gassy.
"Now let's see what happens next," Joe smirked as he waited to see.
The bus was pretty bumpy today. Tom felt some stomach pain and was starting to feel really bloated. He decided since the bus was noisy and there were so many people maybe he could fart without being noticed and it would help. He let out a loud fart. People looked right at him.
"Sorry, stomach problems," he apologized realizing that wasn't the best course of action. His shirt got even tighter, to the point that it started riding up his belly. Tom noticed and tried to pull it down. The shirt seemed like it was made for a different person. The sleeves were tight, his belly was sticking out, his chest was pulling it taught. He was starting to freak out. Luckily, he got off the bus at the next stop.
As the bus pulled up to his stop, he looked outside and saw the hot football player from down the street. Instantly, Tom got a boner and started stroking through his pants. His shirt finally had enough, it tore across the back. Snapping back to reality, he got his briefcase and practically ran off the bus. He ran up to his apartment and looked in the mirror.
Tom's hair was the first thing he noticed. His beautiful dark brown hair was receding. Quite a bit, too. The five o'clock shadow was a decent 'stache. The shirt had ripped in half because his back was huge. He pulled the tattered fabric remains off of himself and noticed that his chest was saggier, his gut was huge and his nipples were more than twice the size they were.
Joe was watching and constantly refreshing the profile. This kid was changing so fast. Joe loved this website more than anything. It was the only thing that made him happy. He knew what would happen soon though. This kid was going to make him happy, too.
Tom felt a huge gut pain and bent over letting out a huge, loud, long fart. He instantly felt better and looked back in the mirror. Nothing.
"Thanks God," he said in a gravely, mature voice. Unfortunately, he felt the tingle again. Staring in the mirror, he watched his body hair grow thicker. His head got real itchy. As he scratched it, his hair started to fall out.
"No, no, no! My FUCKING hair!!!!" He screamed. He slowly and nervously stared back in the mirror again. His hair all gone. His face look weathered and old. He had gained a double chin. His gut had grown even more. His cock was buried in a layer of fat.
"I'm...old. Why? This isn't what I signed up for on that site." Tom was confused. He was still named Tom for now...
Changing Up
Trevor was tired. Tired of being a hick from the middle of nowhere Texas. He idolized those who were in the spot light. Able to be whoever they wanted and still loved by hundreds of thousands of people. The person in his mind who personified this the most was Justin Bieber. Sure, he peed in buckets and sped down streets in expensive sports cars. But lately, he’d gone back to his roots. People appreciated it. Trevor noticed.
One night while at a local country bar, Trevor saw a guy in a hoodie and a guitar in a case walked in. He looked, similar to the Biebs. The guy walked onto the stage and took a guitar out of the case. He started playing and singing. It was him. Justin was here.
People stopped dancing and started chanting for him. Trevor included. Justin took his shirt off while another patron came up and played the guitar for him. Trevor was in awe. His body wasn’t much different than his. Some tattoos and more definition.
Trevor started growing taller in the audience. His muscles becoming thicker and more noticeable. His hair becoming much thicker and coifed under his hat. Trevor’s face became more angular and defined. Justin on stage seemed concerned like he felt weird all of a sudden. He said on the mic he’d be right back and ran to the restroom. Trevor followed.
When Trevor walked in he saw that Bieber was thinner and shorter. Trevor say his own face looking back at him. When Trevor looked in the mirror, he was instantly hard. It was Justin Bieber. He was Justin Bieber. Trevor smirked and went out to finish the set.
23?
That's a tough one. I would say ripping most of the time but if there's reality change involve then they should change too.
It has happened. 1k followers! I really do want to start posting more. As promised, if anyone has ideas for some ai transformation characters. I will over the course of the week make five of the ones I like the best.
divorcespark fic + oc shit. i don’t think tf oc stuff is looked at by anyone but i tacked it on anyway lol
my art counterpart for the lovely @dramamelon’s fantastic fic for this year’s big bang ⚡️
fic post link!
making stupid shit to get myself to draw tf
my piece for this year’s TF Big Bang in coop with the lovely @emotimmyturner <3
you can read the fic on ao3 here (that wasn’t a suggestion it’s required to read it) — please go show this some love it’s utterly fantastic i had a blast working with roddy & absolutely struck gold getting this for my piece
cheers again to you rod and i will be eagerly awaiting meals at your front door going forward
hes reading alfred lord tennyson and he makes me want to vomit
it’s opening day for the movie that ruined my life
I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH
im sick rn and im expressing heavy emotions that lie inside my chest by this
Meowdy!
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I cant
i love this art piece so much- starscream looks like the tbh creature and it just further proves that tism starscream is real
doodle dump 1
unfinished rat
when the power went out i heard an explosion and my boyfriend was like “a transformer probably busted” and i deadass thought he meant Optimus Prime was out there nutting
Uh oh... Better clean up your act, Inferno. 🧼🦖💢🐜💦
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