Job Placement - Becoming a worker

When the government announced that anyone who was unemployed was required to take a job that was selected for them Henry was quite worried. He had just been become unemployed himself after the start up he was working at as a developer went bankrupt.

When the letter confirming his new job came though he was slightly shocked to say the least. He had expected the government to take account of his qualifications and his work experience when placing him, but the letter told him her would become a builder. He had no idea if he could even do the job, he had never done any sort of manual work in his life. Unfortunately, it was the only hope I had at having any kind of money coming in as I was getting no responses from my other job applications.

Arriving at the building site where the letter said to go, the sight of all the large men working made him real as out of place as he expected. Awkwardly walking towards the cabin that said 'Site Office' he knocked on the door and waited. The door swung open revealing a rather large muscular and hairy man. He introduced himself as the sites foreman and invited Henry into the office.

"So, your our new labourer eh mate?" he said with a smile as he slid a glass of water over to Henry, which he gladly accepted. He always got nervous at job interviews, and the situation was making him even more nervous. He chugged the water down in one, causing the foreman to let out a small laugh.

"Must be thirst eh boy" he smiled, "must say, I think you'll fit in quite well". This caused Henry to raise his eyebrow.

"Really?" he asked scratching his face awkwardly, he could feel stubble under his fingers as he scratched, which was strange, he could never really grow much facial hair and the little he did have he shaved this morning. He frowned slightly at this but tried to ignore it.

"I've gotta say, based on your past experience, I wouldn't have placed you as a computer programmer, looks like you've been a labour since you finished school" he smiled, looking Henry up and down.

"Thanks" Henry muttered, although he didn't know what would make him think that, he had always been interested in computers, although now that he thought hard about it, he couldn't seem to remember much about computers/ He shifted awkwardly and loosened his tie slightly, it seemed as if it was getting tighter, he undid the top button at the same time giving a small sigh of relief as he did so.

"Well... lets get you intoduced to the other" the foreman said, throwing Henry a high-vis vest. "Might want to take your shift off aswell" he said with a wink, "gets a bit mess outside".

Henry looked at the high-vis vest in his hand and without much thought he unbuttoned his shift, letting he body breath, his shift was now much to small for him. He looked down at his body with slight confusion, was he always this big, he remembered being small and skinny. With a shrug he put the high-vis on and looked at his boss, something seemed off slightly. "Don't forget your hat boy" said the boss as he put the hat on Henrys head.

All memories of his previous life as a developer left his head, along with all his college education. In its place was knowledge of a building site, how to build walls, dig holes and lift heavy things. "Hope your ready to work" said his boss, "Lots of heavy lifting today".

Henry laughed and flexed his muscles, "No worries about that boss" he said with a grin.

Helping a bullied kid

Poor Elliott, every bus ride to and from school he was being relentlessly bullied by a group of kids. They weren't even that much bigger than him, sure he was small for his age, but the kids bullying him were about average. But high school sucked, especially for a freshman like Elliott.

I felt sorry for him, he just sat there and took every comment, spitball and paper ball thrown at him. He didn't show it, but I knew it was affecting him. I wanted to do something for him. In the past I had changed a bullied kid into the gym teacher so he could get revenge on his bullied, another time I had changed a kid into his bullies stepfather.

This time, i don't want to change much about Elliott's circumstances, I would just change him. If all goes to plan he would be the biggest guy in the whole school. I began focusing on him, willing him to change, to grow larger. I watched with a smile as he began to grow larger. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and squirmed slightly as he grew taller, I figures that around six foot was tall enough, giving him room to grow taller.

Meanwhile the rest of his body was expanding in all directions as his muscles grew. It didnt take long for him to notice the changes, and look down at his body in awe, giving his new growing muscles a quick flex. I focused on his biceps in particular making them grow bigger and be something that would make even a fully grown man jealous.

I began to alter reality, Elliott now came from a family of bodybuilders, and he was going along with the family business so to speak. I made it so everyone would think it was normal except his now former bullies. Oh, and did i forget to mention they were now I completely skinny twerps now? I had to get the muscle Elliott needed from somewhere.

Lil Bro to Big Bro

I'm still slightly awkward in this body, I have no idea what to even do in the gym to keep this body in shape. I don't even know why I agreed to take my older brothers place so I could pass his final exams for him, I should have just let him fail.

I wasn't use to having all the attention on me when ever I walked in the room, my brother was always the popular one, while I just kept to myself and studied hard. I will admit though, I know now why he was so cocky and confident all the time, this body just oozed self-confidence, maybe its the muscles or the tattoos, i'm not sure but I like it.

Its also weird that for the last week I've been in this body I've had zero attraction to other men that I used to have, at the same time I can't take my eyes off of the women. My brothers always been a ladies man and was never one to be single for long. I guess it sort of makes sense, sexuality must be linked to the body right?

I've been avoiding my brothers girlfriend since I don't think I would be able to resist myself, but she keeps on texting me and I don't think I can keep it going. Thinking about it I feel better than i've ever been while in my brothers body, I might even reconsider swapping back, i'm sure I can pursuade my older.. I mean younger brother, after all he always said younger siblings so respect the older one.

Yard Work

When four nerds knocked on my door asking if there was any work they could do over the summer I felt a bit sorry for them. I highly doubt there was any meaningful work they could do, they were all quite skinny and weak looking, but I told them they could help in my yard if they wanted to.

I'm guessing they knew they were out of the depth with the request, but they agreed and I led them to my garage to collect some tools. I knew that they would have absolutely no idea how to use them. But the were determined to at least try and do the job.

I was quite impressed by their work ethic and willingness to give the work a try. It was then what I knew what I had to do. I had inherited a family trait that allowed me to alter others around me, it had come in helpful a few times in the past, but I didn't really like to use it much as it was very draining on me.

I focused on the group of boys and willed them to grow bigger, more muscular. It didn't take long for the effected to show, their formerly loose fitting tshirts becoming tighter as their muscles expanded. I began to fill their head with the knowledge that they would need to help out and gave them a bit more confidence than they had at the moment.

I didn't take long for three of the boys to burst out of their tshirts and their muscles grew large enough. Their skinny chests were now large pecs and their arms had doubled in size. The other boy, who had worn an even baggier tshirt than the other didn't exactly burst out of his, but his sleeves had become incredibly tight, causing him to rip them off.

The four of them looked shocked at their changes, it was using my last bit of energy that I altered reality, causing this to become normal. The four nerds were now jocks in the local high school, just looking for some cash to help their football team. It didn't take long for them to get to work on the yard, it seemed as if they knew exactly what they were doing.

With an exhasted sigh, I headed in side for a nap, it was hard work changing their guys into workers that could do the job, and I wish I could enjoy the view, but it could wait, I needed a nap to regain my energy before the extra suggestions planted in their minds came up.

Birthday gift from Grandma

When I opened my 18th birthday present from my grandma, my face dropped. She had gotten me a 'Gym Shark' vest. I'm not sure where she got the impression that this was something that I wanted or needed, after all I barely weighed 125lbs, I was stick thin and had never been in a gym in my life. To make matters worse, the vest itself was way to big, it would fall straight off me if I was to wear it.

I didn't want to make my grandma upset, so I quickly put a smile on my face and thanked her for the gift.

"Well.." she said, "go and try it on" she smiled.

I didn't want to be rude, she was my grandma after all, so I slowly took the vest and walked out of the living room and into my bedroom. "This is so stupid" I said to myself as I took my t-shirt of and held the vest up in front of me, I could tell it was made for someone three times my size, but with a sigh I threw it on and tried to adjust the straps so that they would stay on my small shoulders.

There seemed to me a warmth coming from the vest itself, It was weird. I looked at myself in the mirror as I slid the strap up again on my shoulder. Did they seem... wider? No, it couldn't be. I looked closer at my reflection, did my arms always look that big? and did my chest always buff out that much?

I watched in shock and awe as my reflection grew and expanded with muscles.Growing larger and larger until I didn't have to adjust the straps any more, they could now more than stay on by themselves, in fact, if I keep growing I might even snap them. My once bonny and skinny body was now muscular, my pecs barely being held in by the vest, my arms now huge masses of muscle compared to what I could once grip on hand completely around, and I actually have abs aswell.

I'm not sure what my grandma has done, but this is certainly the best present I have ever had, and I am sorry for ever doubting her.

Becoming Coach

“Dude, I can’t believe Coach Thomas is taking time off because his wife’s just given birth” said Craig, one of the schools star football players, “our big game is only a month away too, were literally screwed without him”.

Henry laughed, “Bro, relax Coach has a plan” he said pulling a red cap out of his backpack. “His wife’s a witch and… don’t give me that look it’s true, let’s just say I wasn’t always this muscle hunk you see before you right now… Anyway.. all we have to do is get someone to wear this and they’ll become our new coach.. at least until Coach Thomas comes back”.

“I don’t know.. sounds like BS to me, I mean you’ve always been my bro, we’ve been on the same teams together since middle school!” Craig said shaking his head, “buts lets say I do believe you.. Who do we use it on? Cause it’s not going to be me”

It’s was at this moment Christian walked around the corner. He was a nerdy guy, average height but thin as a take, no sign of any muscle or fat on his entire body. Dude was also gay as hell, it being well known across the whole school that he had slept with one of the science teachers.

Henry looked at Craig with a smirk, and waited until Christian had passed before sneaking up behind him and slipping the hat on his head.

“What the hell” Christian said turning around to confront them, while reaching up to take the hat off. Only, he stopped mid way and was frozen in spot, unable to move or speak.

“Dude!” Craig yelled, as he watched Christian slowly grow taller, “its actually working”.

“Told ya, Bro” Henry said with a smirk, “now watch” he said nodding towards Christian who’s body was now piling on the pounds as his muscles grew larger, straining against his previously loose t-shirt. The t-shirt soon gave way and fell to the floor, which was to be expected as Christians shoulders were now almost twice as wide as they were just mere moments ago.

Christian now had a body that any jock would kill to have in high school, but that wasn’t the end off it. It wasnt noticeable at first, but it soon became obvious that he was aging. Body hair began spouting all over his body. His once smooth chest now has a good dusting of hair, as did his face which while looking twice as old now sported a beard.

A small layer of fat began to cover his muscles, it didn’t so much as hide them but add to his bulk making him look bigger that he actually was. It was soon after that the changes began to slow and Christian could move again.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” he yelled in a now deep and baritone voice, much more different and manly that the voice he had had minutes before.

“We needed a new coach, and thought you’d be the perfect fit” Henry said with a smirk.

“But… What?” Christian said confused, “I liked being skinny, what am I even meant to do with these muscles” he said looking at his arms and unconsciously flexing them.

“Coach us, Train us, make us the best team we can be.. coach” said Craig with a small laugh.

“But I don’t know the first thing about…” Christian paused as new memories entered his mind. He was now born 20 years earlier that he was before, he was the star quarterback all throughout high school and into college, unfortunately and injury meant he couldn’t go pro so he moved back to his home town. The man who used to be his father was now his older brother, while the teacher that he had been having a not-so-secret relationship with was now his husband!

His new memories also told him everything he would need to know to help coach his team to success, and it was all down to his two favourite players Craig and Henry.

Tinder Date

I have been on so many tinder dates I’m beginning to lose track, but I’m not going to stop anytime soon. You see, I don’t actually go on the dates to find love, instead I go on it to improve the tinder pool for others in the area.

I purposely match with guys who are on the lower scale of attractiveness, to put it politely. Take Gareth here, not even a few minutes ago he was a small and frail boy, with a face covered in acne and a large nose that took up a large proportion of his body. He was so unconfirmed, I had to use my magic to force him here as he wasn’t going to show up otherwise.

Anyway, the first thing I changed was the face, I made him more attractive, gave him a good jaw line and a beard, although I quickly removed that as it didn’t suit what I was going for.

I tidied up his messy and greasy hair, and shortened it slightly, he was looking good so far. I smiled as I looked him over. God he was so skinny, adding some muscle to his frame I could see them growing under his ill fitting shirt. It was hard to see the actual growth, so I quickly swapped out his shirt for a vest top.

Much better, his muscles were slightly larger than I had intended, but he looked good. He looked uncomfortable wearing just the vest. Duh, I had given him muscles and a face any guy would kill to have, but not the confidence and cockiness to go with it.

That soon changed and he was soon flexing his muscles for me, showing them off at every angle. I was about to call it quits and break him in, but a guy on the other corner of the restaurant gave me an idea.

I added a whole muscle sleeve to him left are and a chest piece before finally calling it quits, I was happy, I mean it was my first time adding tattoos onto someone but I think it worked out alright… no, let’s see what his new body is like in the bedroom so I can make some adjustments to other areas as well.

Possessing my son

God I forgot what it felt like to be this young, I have so much energy it’s unbelievable! I do feel slightly bad about possessing my son without his permission, but I wanted to try the spell and the witch said it would be easier on blood relatives to begin with.

I can still hear him slightly in the back of my mind, he is not happy, but at the moment I don’t really care.

I must say that looking at it now forcing my son into wrestling was the right idea. I mean look at these muscles, this body looks so good in this singlet, nothing like what my body was like, even at this age as well. Who knew my son was packing so much heat in his pants either, he’s bigger than me! I am quite envious.

I’ve been in this body for a while now and i’m beginning to have second thoughts about leaving it. My son’s got a good wrestling scholarship lined up and I want to get as much use out of this body as possible, maybe show off these muscles as much as possible on the way.

I’m even starting to get some of his memories, apparently his friend Simon has been something more than a friend for a while now, that’s a bit of a shock but I must say that if it lets me stay in this body then I’m up for giving anything a try once, I might even enjoy it.

Buying Muscle

I’ve been hitting the gym 5 days a week for the last few months now and I’ve made no progress what so ever. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong! It must be this stupid fitness app I’m following! It’s free, but there’s the possibility of buying add on and extras. I’m not normally one to look at in app purchases, so I usually ignore them but I was getting desperate, I hated being skinny!

Opening up the app, I clicked on the extras page, where I assumed all of the extras I could buy would be located. I was hoping maybe there would be an online personal trainer or something but it was just a list of weights I could buy, and not weights as in barbell.. actually weights. It was weird.

Looking through them the weights went all the way up to ridiculous weights 500 pounds of muscle… for $999.99, as much as that seemed tempting the price was not worth it for what is most probably a scam. Something however tells me that it isn’t and I look over smaller ones, 200 pounds for $9.99 seemed more reasonable, I clicked it hesitantly and waiting for the purchase to process.

It didn’t take long and soon a notification confirmed it was paid, asking me if I wanted to download it now. Clicking yes, I looked at the screen half expecting the app to just close and take my money but it didn’t, instead this weird feeling came over my whole body.

Man, I was getting hot, I looked down over my body, were my pecs always this big? Wait… they weren’t!! It actually worked, I watched in astonishment as my muscles inflated like balloons, growing larger than I ever thought possible. Man this felt so good!

I was so entranced by my muscles growing I never saw the other changes, apparently the increase in muscle also comes with other free changes, my jaw line was now much more square and I had a good beard filling in my previously patchy one.

My clothes were changing as well, gone was my t-shirt and sweatpants, now I was in a vest, showing off my pecs and shoulders nicely and shorts so tight the enhance my bulge… I stopped and looked down, a smirk on my face… guess my muscles weren’t the only thing to get bigger

The Army brings out the best in you

I’ve never been there type of person that can say ‘no’ to someone. All my life the people around me have used this to their advantage and gotten me to do things that I didn’t really want to do, but I just didn’t have the courage or confidence to so no to them.

That’s all changed since the last time I said yes to something I didn’t want to do however. It was only a week ago that I was approached by an army recruiter and asked if I wanted to enlist.

The army is never really a career that I felt would ever suit me. After all, I was a small, skinny 18 year old, with no confidence. Not really what anyone would call army material by any means. There was no way I would even last through basic training and it would have been obvious to any recruiter that I was not the right fit.

Not being able to say no however meant that I agreed and the next thing I knew I was the army’s newest recruit. Safe to say my parents were shocked and tried everything to get me out of it, but I had signed the enlistment papers and was now stuck having to follow it through.

A few days later, after packing up my life I was stood outside the barracks, with a rather large and intimidating drill sergeant looking down at me. I was slightly confused there didn’t seem to be any other recruits around, only what seemed like long time soldiers. The sergeant explained that this was part of the government’s new plan, to take the weakest in society and turn them into fighting fit soldiers, ready for battle. Every one of the large muscular soldiers around him had been small and meek just like I was.

The next few days were hell, I was pushed to my very limits physically and mentally. All the while being injected with various different substances. I didn’t even notice the changes at first they were that subtle. But soon they became more obvious. I mean, it would be hard not to notice that you had woken up almost a foot taller, or that the shirt that was loose on you this morning was now skin tight, but that’s exactly what happened to me.

In just one week I had well and truly changed beyond recognition. Gone was the short and skinny boy, now standing in his place was a tall muscular man. It wasnt just height or muscles that have grown, my whole body had become more mature and manly. I was always mistaken for being younger than 18 before, now somehow I don’t think that will happen. And with all these physical changes, of course there would be some mental ones as well.. I mean how could you not ooze self confidence and cockiness with a body like this?

They say that the army brings out the best in you, and I can say that it has done that and more for me. They’re still looking for a few more recruits for the program, so maybe they might stop you and ask you to enlist, you won’t regret it.

Stealing Muscles

“I have no idea what you’re on about” I said feigning ignorance, while trying hard to keep the smile off my face at the sound of my now deep baritone voice.

My small scrawny neighbour screamed, “Stop it, I know you did this” he said trying to shove me, but failing, causing me to laugh. “I know you stole my muscles”.

Less than a minute ago I was a small scrawny man. My neighbour was a bully, constantly abusing and tormenting me, keeping me awake all night with constant moans of various women he had over.

I was going home from work, when he barged passed me in the hallway. I would usually just brush it off but this time something in me snapped. I turned around and teller at him, telling me that he was a bully and wishing that he would know how he makes me feel.

That’s when I felt it, my muscles we growing, I could feel them become tighter in my t-shirt. It wasnt just my muscles that were growing, everything about me was growing. I was growing taller, broader and I could feel something coursing through my veins, testosterone. Causing my muscles to grow even larger while my face became more angular and manly, a stark difference from the soft features I use to have.

While I was so entrenched in my own changes, I never even noticed that my neighbour was shrinking, his muscles deflating like a balloon, while he was getting shorter and shorter. If anything I would say that he was much smaller than I was, while I was much bigger then he was.

My neighbour continued to yell at me, I looked him over with a smirk and ran my hand down over my newly muscular body. Feeling over my now large pecs and deeply drenched abs. My hand drifted over my pants and I felt the outside of my penis, I was much larger and thicker than before. My smirk grew larger as I grabbed it through the fabric of my pants.

I was going to have fun breaking these muscles in, and my neighbour might be just the right thing to break it in with.

Brotherly Advice

I’m glad my big brother had taught me a lot of things, but theres still so many things that I need to learn, like shaving, its only been a few weeks since I’ve had to start doing it and I’m still not used to it. Theres a lot of things that I need to learn to do, I’m sure my big brother would have taught me eventually, but I don’t thing he was expecting us to swap ages over night. 

At first I was scared and confused, imagine one day being ten years old and the next day waking up as a twenty year old. But I quickly calmed down when I realised all the benefits that I now had, I was a adult now! I had gone from being in fourth grade to being a senior in college.

My brother was not as happy with the change as I am, after all, I had only been twenty years old for a week now and can’t even imagine going back to being ten, so it must be worse for him.

It also turns out that reality had changed around us, everyone but the two of use don’t know anything different. This has led to a few changes neither of us were expecting, like how I had a boyfriend, I mean, I always felt different from other kids, but I didn’t think I was gay. Not that I minded, after all my boyfriend is hot!

My brother also was much different from I was, he had been on the football team at college and it seems as though that had followed through to his new life  as a ten year old and he was now in a junior team. 

Neither of us know exactly why or how we swapped ages, but I’m not complaining about it, I’m just going with the flow and hoping that I can make the most of it while it lasts.

Witness Protection - Lucas

When Lucas, heir to a billion pound fortune, had witnessed both of his parents murdered in front of him, he had expected some level of protection from the police. Especially because they gang that had killed his parents had threatened to come back for him.

He did not expect the level of protection to be so high that he would have been given a completely different body and life. After being explained that there was no other way in which he could be completely safe, he knew he had no other option but to agree to what the police were suggesting. 

Being taking into a room and being stripped down was embarrassing, many people assumed that because his father was a billionaire, he much have have had an easy life, and like most other rich kids that you see on instagram be buff, having spend almost all their time in the gym, or out spending their parents money.

Lucas was different, he spent the majority of his time in school, his father teaching him to earn his way through life and make some money himself, that way he would know what to do when he did eventually inherit all that money. He was skinny, but had a good level of both fat and muscle to look healthy. The nurse in the room with him ejected his are and it didn’t take long for him to pass out.

Waking up he knew that he was much different from before. He was laying down in a hospital bed and could barely see passed his now huge pecs, quickly sitting up, he stretched his arms out amazed at the size of them. He was now so wide that he could barely fit into his hospital gown. 

Exploring his body with his now much larger hands he was amazed at how much everything has grown, he smirked as his hands wrapped around his now much larger dick. He mind drifted to all the chicks that he would get to fuck now. That though made him pause for a moment, as before the change he had been gay.

The door to the room opening stopped him from exploring further, as the police walked in and talked him through his new life. His new name was Charlie and he was 25 years old, much older that the 18 years he was just a day ago. He was going to be moving into a council flat when he left, and his back story was that he had been in jail since he was 16, where he spent the majority of his time lifting weights with the other inmates. 

The police were worried that he was become lonely as he settled into his new life, so the had purchased him two dogs to keep him company. He smirked at this knowing that the dogs would be a good way for him to get out and pick up some chicks, which was the first thing that he did when he left the hospital. 

Living on a council estate was much different from the life in his multi-million pound house. But he was already enjoying this life more, he already had five girls texting him daily begging him to come over, he spent most of his time in the gym building his body bigger, he was so much happier now that he ever was.

Protein Shake

I had been wanting to look a older for a while now. I was 26 years old, but I looked like I was still a teenager. It was starting to effect every area of my life, I was finding it difficult to move up the career ladder, every boyfriend I had always wanted me to call him daddy and doormen on the doors of clubs never believed I was over 21.

I had tried to grow a beard to look older but I couldn’t even get anything but a few hairs to grown. The next thing I tried was going to the gym, hoping that any muscle growth would make me look older, but that to failed, I could t seem to put on a pound of muscle.

One evening when I was scrolling through Facebook I saw my old best friend from high school. He was always so skinny, but one of the new pictures he posted showed that he was changed massively, with huge muscles.

I messaged him and asked him how he got so big, he just replied with a link to some protein powder, saying that it was the key to his gains. I ordered it straight away without even a second though, paying extra for next day delivery.

I waited in all of the next day for the delivery, literally jumping out of my seat when the doorbell rang. The delivery man handed me the package and I signed for it before closing the door.

Quickly ripping open the package I pulled out the tub of powder, and without even reading the instructions dumped two spoonfuls into the shaker before filling it up with waters and shanking it quickly to dissolve the power.

It only took a few moments before I got annoyed and just began to drink it as quickly as possible. As soon as the first gulp went down my throat I could feel my body growing larger, muscles I never even knew existed were growing larger and larger until my tshirt ripped apart.

I continued gulping down the drink not even noticing my well styled hair fall out and my hairline begin to receded or hair grow all across my body.

I stopped just before I reached he end of the drink and looked over my changed body with awe. Running over to the mirror I definitely wouldn’t be mistaken for a teenager any more. It wasn’t exactly what I was expecting, but I was happy, smiling as I downed the remainder of the drink.

Photo shoot

Ever since I discovered that I had the power to change people I’ve been trying to make random peoples lives better. Sure I could do it randomly in the street, but I decided to combine it with my passion, photography. 

So, when I graduated from college I opened a small studio and use It for various photoshoots. As soon as people come through the doors its almost as if I can sense what they need in their lives, what would make them the best they could be. 

Take these two for example, not even an hour ago the two of them were a bickering father and son who had come in to have a photo done as a gift to their mother and grandmother. They were both quite thin and it looked as though neither of them had set foot in a gym in their life, or done any manual work at all. 

I stood them in from of my screen and began snapping photos of them, changing them slightly with each click of the shutter. I started off slowly at first, raising the sons age up to early twenties, not that it changed him much he still looked sixteen. 

Next I began to pump them both with muscles, within a few clicks of the camera shutter they were bulging out of their clothes that were now obviously too small for them, but they were quite oblivious to the continuing changes. The son was now quite large, his chest had expanded and beefy pecs were now quite visible though his tight clothing, while the dads shoulders were now almost twice the size they were before. 

Thinking quickly, I changed their clothing into matching sleeveless red flannel shirt, which nicely showed off their newly gained muscles, alongside work jeans and large boots. Humming to myself, I began with a few more changes, adding a dusting of body hair to them both, and giving them nice thick beards where they had both previously been smooth.

They were both posing quite awkwardly and I knew it was time for the final part of the change, adding a beanie to both of their heads I began altering their minds. They were still father and son, but they were extremely close to each other. They both now worked as lumberjacks, working away hard all day in the forest,

“Just one more picture” I say with a smile, as the father slowly pulls his sons shirt open, exposing his new beefy pecs. I snap the photo as alter reality, so that no one would ever notice the changes that I had made. I had done a good job on these two, if I say so myself.

Christmas Surprise

Callum woke up early on Christmas day, eager to get down stairs and see what he had gotten for Christmas. Even though he was eighteen he was still as eager and in love with Christmas as he was when he was a child.  

Making his way down stairs, he was careful to make as little noise as possible so as to avoid waking his parents up. He knew that they always liked to sleep in a little, and waking them up was probably not the best idea. His father was still not 100% over the fact that he had come out as gay during the year, alongside telling him that he had no interest in joining any sports team.

He quietly tiptoed down the stairs and made his way towards the Christmas tree, there were a few presents underneath it, but not as much as there had been the last few years. It was to be understood, his father had recently lost his job and the family had been struggling slightly.

Looking under the tree he began sorting the gifts into who they were for, he could only find one small present for himself. Frowning he unwrapped it and found a black sweatband.

It wasn’t something he would usually wear, but there was something compelling him to try it on. Placing it over his head he snapped it into place, it wasn’t so bad he thought as he walked over to the nearby mirror in the hallway to take a proper look at it. 

Studying it in the mirror he was shocked to see the beginnings of a beard on his face, this confused him as he was pretty much devoid of any body hair at all. His skinny body was almost as hairless as when he was born. 

Frowning he leant in to take a closer look, gasping when he could actually see the hair on his face growing, in fact it wasn’t long until he had a fully grown beard on his face. 

“What the hell” he said, hands quickly covering his mouth as he heard a new deeper voice come out of his mouth. Studying his face more, he noticed that his jaw line and facial structure was reshaping itself, he had always been quite plain, but now he had model like qualities.  

As he was taking in the changes in his face he absentmindedly scratched his chest, failing to notice that it too was changing. His pecs were slowly inflating and hair was beginning to cover them. In fact, his whole body was inflating, growing larger with muscle. It was only when he heard his t-shirt that he slept in began to rip and tear as his new larger body now easily filled it that he took notice and quickly pulled it off. Taking in his new muscular and hairy body.

Running his hands over his new hair body, he quickly became hard and he reached down to adjust himself, stopping and looking up at himself in the mirror again with a smile. His dick had changed too, becoming almost double the size that it used to be. 

He began thinking of all the guys that he could now get with this body but was shocked when the thought of being sexual in anyway with another man completely turned him off. Instead images of girls flooded his mind and he began rubbing one out right there in the hallway, he was so engrossed in his own fantasies that he failed to even notice his father behind him smiling as he took in the sight of his new and improved son.