Not sure what happened

I'm still not sure exactly what happened. Last night I went to sleep a 21 year old twink, this morning I woke up as a 45 year old bear. It seems like my whole life has changed because while I'm in the same house,  my boyfriend seems to believe this is normal, he even called me 'Daddy', which kinda turned me on if I am being honest. I checked through my phone and discovered that every photo I had of myself had changed to who I am now. Even the ID in my wallet had changed, everything but my name has changed. I've only been awake a few hours but my boyfriend has already gotten me to fuck him twice. It's a bit of a change from being the bottom, I can't see why he always complained about being the top. I loved dominating him.

I actually love my larger body as well, I always felt slightly self-conscious about by body, always thinking I needed to diet to keep my slim figure. But this body of mine is absolutely hot, I've spent some time flexing my new muscles in the mirror, played with my new belly, and fully made use of my huge cock. I think the hair also suits me, I could never grow any hair at all that wasn't on my head, now thats to only place that it seems I don't have hair. I'm sure i'll get use to it, but for now i'll stick with wearing hats. I'm not sure how this happened, but I think I actually like it.

 

Body Suit Shopping

"Are you sure you want this bodysuit?" I asked my son, my eyebrow raised as I looked at him inside a bodysuit that looked older than myself. I was expecting him to pick a younger, much more muscular bodysuit, it's what I would have done at his age, but he had picked an old body suit.

"This ones perfect" he said as he looked in the mirror and ran his hands over his smooth, bald head. A large smile on his face as he did so. "Alright if thats what you want" I said to my son, who was running his hands over his beard. I turned to the guy in the store, "How much for the suit?" The shop keeper looked over at my son and then back to me, "tell you what, i've been trying to get rid of that suit for a while, if you buy a suit for yourself, its free" he said with a smile. I thought about it for a while, it would be nice to have a body suit of my own. To have a nice young fit body. Looking over the selection, one immediately stood out, grabbing it I rushed into the fitting room and tried in on. As I looked in the mirror of the changing room after getting into the body suit, I ran my hands over my now much smoother, hairless body. Taking in my now much bigger pecs and square jawline. I raised and arm and flexed, impressed my the size of my biceps. The door the the changing room opened and my son was stood there in his body suit a grin on his face. "Looks like i'm going to be the Dad now when we are in these" he said. I thought about it for a few seconds and looked at my son, before looking back at the mirror and flexing again, "We could always stay in these fulltime?" I suggested. "Really!?" my son said, bouncing with excitement. "Sure thing... Dad" I said with a smirk.

 

Witness Protection - I'm the Parent Now

 

I knew the Witness Protection Program had a habit of putting people in ridiculously muscular bodies, but I honestly wasn't expecting to be this big. I’m pretty sure my biceps are bigger than my head now. It feels so good lifting weights, I don’t know why I never tried it before. I get such a big rush from it and the pump is amazing, I can’t stop flexing for at least an hour after my daily work out.

I was always quite fat, finding it hard to lose even the smallest bit of weight, and I must say I am actually proud to be wearing XXXL clothes now, I need them to fit over my passive pecs and shoulders. I can’t get the girls to leave me alone now, and guys always approach me in the gym to ask for tips or to feel my muscles.

My life is also a lot different as well, before I entered the program I was a recent college graduate, unsure of what to even do with my life. Now I’m a full time bodybuilder and personal trainer, the program installed the knowledge needed in my brain to help me out. 

Meanwhile my mother and father are now actually my two twin sons, they are only 13, they’re back story is that they are a result of a teenage pregnancy and the mom not wanting to be involved, but I did, makes up for me only being 28. They are not so happy to be going back to Junior High, but they actually look up to me now, begging me to take them to the gym with me. I let them use my gym equipment at home, making sure they have the correct form and aren’t over doing themselves, they seem to have taken to it, quickly gaining muscles. It fills me with fatherly pride that I never knew I would ever have, watching my two boys grow, although they won’t be as big as me for a few years yet.

 

I still can’t believe that I’m in the body of Dylan Harrison, my sons high school bully. Its been a month and I still have to do a double take when I look in the mirror.  I was fed up of having my son come home upset after being shoved in a locked again, and the school was doing nothing as Dylan was their star wrestler and was almost immune to any punishment. 

So, I decided to take matters in my own hands, I possessed Dylan. Don’t ask me how, to be honest I'm not entirely certain how it works, all I did was follow the instructions in an old book passed down to me by my grandfather, there a bunch of instructions for a whole bunch of other things as well that I will have to try out sometime. 

Anyway, now I'm Dylan. Its so great being young again, I may have to go through senior year of High School again, but its a good trade off to have a body like this. I have full access to his memories, including muscle memory, so wrestling is like a breeze. His body is in excellent shape too, I've never felt this fit in my whole life, I spend a good few minute each morning flexing in the mirror and jacking off, Dylan has a massive sex drive.

I’ve used my influence with the other jocks at school and have completely stopped the bullying of my son. He's much happier now, I hangout with him on weekends. He finds it a little weird, having me in Dylans body playing video games with him, but he's getting use to it. Although I was slightly surprised when he leant over and kissed me, along not as surprised as him when I kissed back. I couldn’t help myself, I told you this body as a massive sex drive.

I can still hear Dylan, screaming away in the back of my mind, but he seems to have given up hope of ever getting control of his body back. I know should feel bad, taking his whole life away from a young aspiring wrestler, but I hope he's learned a valuable lesson about the consequences of bullying.

Making my Brothers Christmas

Growing up in the foster care system with two younger siblings was tough. I had to fight hard to keep us all together, because they would always try to break us up. I was 13 now, while my two younger brothers were 8 and 5. I was always there to look after them ever since our mother abandoned us after our father walked out a few years ago. 

Christmas was especially tough time for us, we were always beefing moved about to different homes, so we never really had time to settle in anywhere, so nowhere ever felt like ‘home’ enough to even celebrate the holidays. 

I arrived back to our latest foster home on Christmas Eve to find a small neatly wrapped present on the bed of the small room I shared with both of my brothers. Looking at the tag it was for me, but it didn’t say who it was from. With a frown I unwrapped it to find a Santas hats complete with small antlers. 

I gave a small laugh, guess I could wear it ready for when my brother came up to goto bed, I though as I put it on my head, and immediately noticed a tingling sensation. Reaching up I tried to take the hat off, but it seemed to be stuck and the tingling began to get stronger. Panicking I began to tug harder, but it was useless, the hat wasn’t even budging.

The sensation spread all over my body, as I began to feel a weird stretching feeling. Was the floor getting further away? No, I was actually growing taller, this couldn’t be happening. I began to squirm as I grew taller, my t-shirt was now only covering half of my torso, but was it always this tight on me? I looked down in awe and saw that not only was I growing taller but my muscles were also slowly inflating. In just a few moments by t-shirt was now skin tight and must have looked ridiculous on me. My jeans were pretty much in the same state, now looking more like super tight skinny jeans that were six or so inches to short, coming half way up my now huge calfs.

The sound of tearing took me out of the trance I was in as my clothes ripped apart exposing my now much larger, and apparently hairy body. I held my hand over my mouth only to be even more shocked as my face was now sporting a full beard. Now standing in the room in just my almost skin tight underwear, I moved slightly and they too felt apart and my now enormous manhood fell out, god it was absolutely massive, it too had grown just as much as my body had.

The room around me began to shift and change, the clothes that were lying in shreds around me began to disappear, while new underwear began to form around me, supporting nicely my new manhood. New memories began to enter my head, my brothers were now my two sons and I was a single dad. 

I smiled as I looked over my new body and flexed my now large biceps, I think this was the answer to my wishes, I could finally give my brothers the Christmas they deserved, now I can’t wait to be the best father I can to them. 

Changing Boyfriend

 

“Are you changing me again!?” my boyfriend said looking at me suspiciously. “Of course not!” I said, with a small smile as I looked over my boyfriends body taking in his large pecs, just moments ago they were almost no existent. My boyfriend frown and scratched his face, not even noticing a beard quickly growing on my face. 

“Are you sure, I could have sworn I felt the tingling again” he said raising an eyebrow as he looked at me, he shrugged his shoulders as they slowly became wider, all the while his face was beginning to show sings of the age I was giving to him, he no longer looked like the young 18 year old he was moments before. As his hairline began to quickly receded, I could have fixed it, letting him retain his full head of hair, but I didn’t see the fun in that. Concentrating slight I noticed within seconds that his hair was retracting inside of his body until he was bald, the contrast between his no bald head and beard was actually quite good.

In place of the hair on his head, and to compliment the new beard he was now rocking I decided to let some chest hair grow in. Not to much though, I didn’t want him to be too hairy after all. I had learned my lesson when I had turned him into a proper hairy gay bear several weeks ago. It was something that I had been doing for the last few years, about once a month I would transform him completely, for the last month he was a skinny 18 year old Twink, the month before he was and 75 year old sugar daddy.

He knew that I had this power to change him, but I always kept him unaware for at least the first week or so, just so that I can have some fun and let the new bodies personality take over for a bit. Last month he was completely submissive, allowing me to have most of the control, but with this new body I have given him, I have also passed all of that control to him and his new dominant personality,

Who knows how long I’ll keep him like this, but one things for sure, we are going to have some fun tonight.

Back From Camp

Stephen couldn’t believe his eyes when his son came back home from camp. His son had completely changed, gone was his skinny and geeky son and in his place was a muscular and confident man, complete with a cocky attitude. 

Stephen was confused how this could have happened and when he questioned his son, he just laughed. “Didn’t do much research on the camp, did you Dad?” he son laughed and gave a cocky smirk, “it wasn’t just a regular camp, it was an Alpha Camp, they took my scrawny ass and moulded me in to the man you see in front of you” he said flexing his large biceps, now adorned with patriotic tattoos. “I was taught how to be a proper man and how to treat beta males like you” he glared, throwing his bag at his father, “I expect my clothes cleaned by the time I get back, I'm off to get some pussy”.

Stephen stood there open mouthed, “but you’re gay!” he stammered out. He son just laughed and looked back at his dad with a smirk, “A lot has changed now Dad, but a hole is a hole” he laughed, grabbing the large bulge in the front of his pants before slamming the door on his way out.

Stephen stood stunned for a few moments before unzipping the bag his son had thrown at him and found it stuffed with sweat stained clothes, a waft of musk emanating from the bag. He picked up a jockstrap resting on top of all the other clothes before burying his face in it an inhaling his sons musk, there was a new man of the house and it wasn’t him.

 

Weight Loss

 

I still can’t believe that I can actually see my toes, I haven’t been able to see them for nearly 50 years. When my son told me about an experimental weigh loss program I was reluctant, I had become quite content in being obese, but when I told me he wanted me to live longer to spend more time my my grandchildren I agreed. 

The weight loss program was actually quite easy, just take a few pills once a day for a week. The weight seemed to be falling off of me, and my the end of the second day I was skinny as a twig. I was a bit worried I would be nothing but skin and bones, but over the next two days, muscles began to pack itself into my body, I actually had a six pack forming. Once my muscles gains began to settle I though it was all done, but then I noticed something even more unexpected.

I woke up on the six day and found that my face was almost devoid of any wrinkles, I looked so much younger. I kept looking in the mirror throughout the day and found myself getting younger and younger and at the end of the day, I looked almost as young as my eldest grandson. 

My son couldn’t believe that I was actually is father when he came over, after all I now looked young enough to be his son, it took some convincing but he finally accepted that I was him, after a phone conversation with the people at the weight loss program, apparently this was a side effected reported my several other participants. 

My son wanted me to use the opportunity to get closer with my grandchildren and that is exactly what I did, I joined the same gym and my eldest grandson, and the two of us quickly bonded and became quite close, the two of us helping each other with our work outs. He even helped me chose some tattoos that now adorn my biceps. 

I’ve never felt this great in all of my life.

Changing Your Tribe

 

Mike was laying in bed one evening, scrolling through some dating app. God everyone around him was a Twink, just like he was. Why was he even on this app? He was a virgin and wouldn’t have any idea what to even do if anyone even messaged him.

He looked down at his skinny, hairless  body and sighed, no matter how hard he tried he could never put on any weight, and his family weren't exactly known for the hairiness. Looking back at his phone he noticed a notification.

Seems like you’re in an area predominantly made up of people identifying as ‘twink’. Would you like to help us make this area more diverse?

Mike frowned, it seemed like a weird notification, but it couldn’t hurt, and maybe it would allow him to see some more guys. Pressing accept he was expecting the app to do something but noting happened. 

He absentmindedly scratched his large, muscular, hairy chest as he continued scrolling through the large amount of winks at his disposal. He’d almost made his way though all of them, some of them a dozen times. It helped that he was the only non-twink for miles. He snapped a picture of himself, showing of his thick beard and updated his profile picture, within moments his inbox was full of thirsty twinks looking for some fun.

Witness Protection - Family Holiday

 

It had been a year now since my family and I entered the Witness Protection Program and had new identities and bodies assigned to us, and this was the first holiday we have had together as a family, or ‘bros’ as the government agents tell us to refer to each other. Let’s just say its weird having your mom and dad suddenly be two guys your own age. 

Thats me on the left, luckily not much has changed about me, I'm still a guy, still 18, the only real change was my looks and the full arm tattoo that now adorns my right arm. I do have a bit more confidence in this body, I would normally never be caught dead with my shirt off.

My father is in the middle, he used to be this big hairy overweight middle-aged man and now he's 18 again and the smallest of us all. He has been trying to go to the gym as often as he can, but his new bodies metabolism is apparently sky high and he can seem to put on any weight.

My mother is on the right, she seems to have gotten use to the fact that she is now a guy, in fact she's become quite the ladies man, every night so far on this holiday she's taken some girl back to the hotel room with her, one night see even invited my dad and I to join them, I refused but my dad gladly accepted. Lets just day I stayed out late that night and came home to the girl having gone and the two of them wrapped around each other in bed, it must be hard for the two of them.

I know this wasn’t a very usual family holiday, but hey, a holiday with my bros is all I really need.

Werewolf

 

Its been a year now since I was bitten by a werewolf while camping with my friends in the woods close to my town. Besides my monthly transformation, there has been some changes to me in everyday life. Before I was bitten I was a scrawny high school senior, now look at me. Yeah, I said that right, I'm 19.

Within a week of the bite I noticed I couldn’t fit in any of my, formerly loose, t-shirts, they were pretty much skin tight on me, I even burst out of a few of them. I was constantly full of energy and found myself working out when every I could, this led to my already growing muscles to grow much faster.

The next change I noticed was my beard, I used to only have to shave once a week, now I shaved in the morning only to have rough stubble by noon and a full beard my the early evening.

My sex drive was through the roof as well, I had joined a hook up app and was quickly flooded by almost every guy on it. I was used to being the submissive one in the relationship, at least the one relationship I had before the bite, now I'm the dominant one, taking control of the bedroom and having every guy begging for more. 

I guess it helps that my junk has doubled in size, I was quite well endowed before if I'm being honest, but now I literally have a baby arm between my legs, with balls that seemingly never run out of cum. None of the guys have ever complained about it. All I ever get were compliments, even about the musk that is constantly emanating from my pits, it seems to have the effect of attracting even more guys towards me. So, want to meet me in the changing room in a few minutes..

Back to College

 

Me and my best friend Andrew had been friends since we were kids and that continues all the way through college and into adulthood and now worked together in the same construction firm. We even ended up having kids at the same time, our sons were born only a few weeks apart and had been friends since birth, in fact they too had also gone to the same college as each other, it seems as if they were pretty much on the same path as us in life.

I suppose I have to think of it like that, otherwise what we have done would feel a lot worse. You see, both me and Andrew were both quite jealous that our sons would be making the most of college life, it was after all the best time of both of our lives, so we decided to swap bodies with them. We pretended like we had no idea what they were on about when they came panicking and yelling at us, claiming that we had swapped bodies. There was no way we could let them know that we had actually done this, not until we were at college that was.

Now that we are safely at college, over a thousand miles away from them, we cockily stood infant of the bathroom mirror. The two of us had just shared a shower, the two of use becoming much closer during this whole experience. We snapped a quick photo, sending it to each of our sons in our former bodies, admitting what we had done and coming out to them as boyfriends. Sure they might be mad, but theres no turning back now, the body swap spell is irreversible after 24 hours anyway.

Guess I'm the Father Now

 

I don’t think I will ever get use to looking down and seeing this old body. Not even a month ago it was nice and smooth and now it’s just hairy and rough. I had a full head of hair, whereas now I was bald. My father and I woke up one morning and found that we had, somehow, swapped ages. He was 18 again and I was 50. The whole house had changed around us as well, along with the rest of the world, for everyone else around us, this was the way it had always been.

It took a few days of panic, mostly on my behalf as my father was actually enjoying being young again, before we tried to settle down and try to have a somewhat normal life. In this new reality, I was a builder, spending all day on a building site for new homes. A far cry from the psychology student i was preciously. Now, I worked a long hard shift on the site before going our out with the other guys for a few beers at the local bar. I also began smoking cigars, this body must have been doing it for a while, because I’m addicted.

One thing however did not change, shockingly, my 19 year old boyfriend was still my boyfriend, only now with a massive daddy kink. It was werid at first, dominating my boyfriend, but I actually enjoy it now. Apparently in this reality, me and my former mom had my son/former dad, before I came out as gay.

I had just gotten out the shower after a good fuck session with my boyfriend while my dad was at rugby practice, hes been enjoying his youth again, and to be honest, he looks good, I was no where near as muscular as he is. I think he likes the change more than I do because he’s been been out strutting his new younger body as much as possible. Although I won’t lie, I am starting to get use to being older, I get so much more respect from everyone, and I kinda like being the more dominant one in my relationship. Think I’ll miss that if we ever change back.

Becoming a Daddy

 

I was fed up of being constantly rejected by other guys when trying to hit on them. Every guy I was attracted to told me that I just wasn’t their type. I was either too skinny, too short, too young, too much of a fem twink. I just wished that there was something I could do to actually get a boyfriend. 

I was a bit surprised when someone mailed me a random pair of underwear. They were slightly too big for me, but something was compelling me to try them on. Stripping down to my birthday suit I looked down at my small, skinny, hairless body and with a quick tug I pulled the underwear up.

I felt a wave wash over me, a pulsating energy began to radiate from the underwear. Looking down I watched in shock as my body began to grow larger. My skinny legs began to grow, within seconds they were over double their original size. I looked quite comical, these huge legs on an otherwise skinny body. 

The next part to grow was my torso, it felt as if I was being inflated as my stomach and pecs grew larger, both with muscle and a layer of fat. I reached up and ran my small hands over my body, reacting with shock as I felt hair began to grow in. I moved my hands up and squeezed my pecs, giving my growing nippled a tug. Man it felt good. 

All the while my shoulders had been expanding, grown wider by the second to accommodate my now massive torso. I gave them a shrug and felt the energy flow down in my arms, which quickly exploded with muscle. 

I looked down at my new body with a smile, not even noticing that the changes hadn’t stopped. I face was beginning to change, growing older and more weathered, it was only when I reached up to scratch my face that I notice that I now had a decent beard. I felt around the rest of my face in panic, feeling my now older face, taking in every wrinkle. 

New memories began to enter my head, I was now in my 60′s instead of in my 20′s, 40 years of my life had been taken from me. But thats not what the memories filling my head were telling me. I had now been a porn star and a well known dominant daddy in my city, with a string of guys looking for me to pound their ass, including some of the guys that had previously rejected me.

I may not have chosen to do this to myself, but I wasn’t going to complain. 

Boyfriends To Bros

 

When I wished that my boyfriend and I would become closer, this wasn’t what I was expecting. The lockdown had affected everyone differently, but it had caused my boyfriend and I to argue a lot more and we had become more and more distant from each other. It just wanted things to go back to how they were when we had first met and couldn’t leave each others side. 

As soon as I made the wish I felt as though I was falling and I hit the ground with a loud thud. I let out a groan as I opened my eyes and saw I was now laying on what seemed like a gym mat. “Bro! Are you ok?” said someone that sounded like my boyfriend, but my boyfriend would never say ‘bro’. As I lifted myself up I looked at my arms in confusion, I didn’t have this much muscle.

Getting to my feet I looked down at my body in confusion, why was I wearing a singlet, or more importantly why were my muscles so big? Reaching up to my face I was even more confused as I felt my face now covered in stubble. 

“Bro!” I felt someone shove me slightly, I looked up and was even more confused, the person in front of me looked like my boyfriend, but different. He was also wearing a singlet, his muscles were now much bigger, which was confusing as he used to be a skinny twink, and he had a cocky smirk on his face. 

The more I looked at him the more I got confused and my mind went fuzzy. He wasn’t my boyfriend, he couldn’t be, I wasn’t even gay, neither was he. We were both straight as an arrow, I mean sure we fooled around a bit in college, but the most it got to was jacking off together in college while watching porn. We were both total frat boys, drinking every night and trying to get any girl we could to sleep with us. 

“Sorry bro” I said shaking my head as I looked at my best bro, “lets get back to practice”.

Vaccine Side Effects

When I signed up to take part in the vaccine trials to try and fright covid-19 they did say that there might be some unforeseen side effects but I never really expected to wake up and be over 20 years younger, nor did I expect to have my muscles grow to this size, in fact I don’t think they’ve stopped growing yet, I can still feel them slowly inflating. 

God it feels so good to be this young again, I feel so full of energy that I can’t help but keep on flexing my muscles, i’m can’t believe almost the same age as my son now, maybe now he will want to actually spend some time with his old man.

I know I should report these side effects to the people in charge of the trial, but I think they may have some extra tests for me, my time would be much better suited helping give this body what it needs, a good gym session and someone to help with this growing problem between my legs.