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.

 

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..

Suns Out, Guns Out

 

I was only meant to take one of these pills, that was what the instructions said anyway. But I've never really been one to pay attention the instructions anyway. After all, I never though that the pills would actually work, there was no way that just one of these pill could make me gain over 20lbs, but seven of those pills later and I've been proved wrong. Where did I get them from? Let’s just say I have a connection to some powerful people, or rather my dad does.

Gone is my scrawny and weak body, it had now grown into the temple of muscle that you know see in front of you. When I first joined this gym I was intimidated by the huge muscular guys that surrounded me, now I’m bigger than almost all of them. I keep on looking at the rest of the tables, there's only a few left now after I had given a few to my friends, only one each though, I didn’t want them getting close to my size.

What harm would it be for me to take a few more? I think to myself as I down the last two pills.

Learn a Lesson

 

I would like you all to meet the newest member of our construction team, Tucker. You might want to give him a wide berth, those pits really do stink quite a bit, I did make them that way after all. Just an hour ago Tucker here was rich, preppy lawyer in the law firm just over the road, shame he had to come over and insult me and my intelligence, just because we were making a bit too much noise. 

You should have seen the look on his face when I started to transform him into one of us. I froze him him place so he couldn’t move and started by transforming his clothes, you can’t work on a building site in an expensive suit and tie now can you?

The sleeves of his suit jacket turned to dust and blew away in the breeze, leaving him in just a waistcoat and shirt. I knew the shirt had to go as well, so that blew away in the breeze. While the waistcoat turned a bright orange, with sliver stripes racing down on either side, until it became a high-vis jacket. His suit pants disappeared leaving him standing there in just his underwear, although not for long as a messy and dirty pair of work pants soon appears on him. It looked funny seeing him just standing in the middle of the street in just a high-vis, not that any passersby were paying any attention, not that they could even see us at the moment. His skinny arms and pointed shoulders were on display for all to see and they would be next to change.

His muscles slowly began inflating, growing bigger by the second, he would be using them everyday now for manual labor, not more cushy desk job. His chest pushed out as two meaty pecs made their appearance. His now much bigger arms lifted up revealing almost hairless armpits, but like the rest of him, that would soon change.

Hair began growing wildly and soon a large bush under his arms was on display for all to see. The smell of BO wafted over to me and I held my nose, they guy stinks.

The hair under his arms quickly spread out and cross his chest, covering his new pecs and raced down covering his six pack. I shook my head and soon the six pack disappeared as a small bear belly developed hiding them in a lay of fat, much better.

His clean shaven face was next, a new beard quickly growing where there previously wasn’t any hair. His facial features rearranging themselves and becoming sharper. His expensive looking haircut began to change, shrinking back I to his head until it was a buzzcut, got to keep hair short on the sites after all.

Next to change was his mentality, at least outwardly anyway, I want him to know what he previously was and why he was changed, but not be able to control his new urges. His college education disappeared from his head, a labourer like him didn’t need a fancy law degree, I didn’t want him to be completely dumb, so I let him keep his high school diploma, but his grades were now much lower.

A quick look through his memories showed me that he was gay and engaged to his partner of ten year. I toyed with the idea of turning him straight but went against it, instead I got rid of his partner and made him a bit of a slut. He love life now consisted almost exclusively of hookups, he even had a few regular hookups who paid to sick their faces into his hairy pits and give him a tongue bath.

I checked him over inspecting my work like any good builder does. Ah yeah, on final thing, a little reward for not fighting the changes as much as his last recruit. A prominent bulge became visible in between his legs as I gave him a dick that would help with his regular hookups and make any other man envious.

He was now perfect for the team, I’m sure they would welcome him with open arms, they know exactly what he’s gone through after all, they’ve all been through it themselves. My construction team has former doctors and business men, even the biggest guy on our team used to be a skinny woman who threatened to call the police because we were “making to much noise”.

I always instill a good message into my team, treat other with respect or expect consequences. Shame some people have to join my team to learn that.

 

My boyfriend and I were at the gym, like we were every Sunday. We usually focused on cardio. Weight training and gaining muscle was not something that really interested me, which was something that my boyfriend found quite annoying as muscles were something that really turned him on. The two of us had met in freshman year of college and we were now seniors about to graduate.

“Are you going to actually exercise?” I said as I continued running on the treadmill. Looking over at my boyfriend he was still on his phone, he seemed to be distracted my something on it. 

“Have you ever considered growing a beard?” he asked, looking up from his phone.

“No” I said, reaching up and rubbing my smooth face, “I don’t even think I could grown one ever if I wanted” I said as I continued running. 

“Huh” my boyfriend said, looking back as his phone as he began typing away. I shook my head and continued running, as a tingling sensation spread over my face. I reached up to scratch where my face was tingling and ran my fingers through my beard. I think that I must have inherited some good genes, because i’ve been able to grow a beard since sophomore year of high school.

I looked over at my boyfriend, still sat on his phone typing away before looking at me with a large smile on his face. “You should switch to weights” he said, “I bet you could pile on the muscles”.

I shrugged my shoulders as the same tingling feeling I felt in my face spread over my whole body. I slowed down on my treadmill before stepping off of it, that was my cardio warmup done, it was now time for the good stuff, the free weights. 

I walked over to the weights in front of the large wall mirror and picked up one of the heaviest set. I was difficult as my arms were quite small, I could barely lift but they say go big or go home. I looked at myself in the mirror, my loose gym t-shirt hung off me as I started a few reps. Each rep felt amazing as the tingling increased and I watched myself in the mirror as I continued the reps, each rep becoming easier, almost as if the weights were becoming lighter.

I placed the weights back and looked at myself in the mirror, my large frame barely fit in the t-shirt that I was wearing, it was almost skin tight on me. My large pecs could clearly be seen through it and I popped my pecs a few time with a grin on my face that could just be seen through my beard.

I looked back over at my boyfriend who was walking towards me typing on his phone. I reached up and pulled the sleeves of my t-shirt up, it was difficult considering my large shoulders but I managed. I looked back at the mirror, man I looked good in a tank top. 

I saw my boyfriend stand next to me in the mirror, he looked so much smaller stood next to me and my large frame. He seemed to be looking over me in the mirror, so I flexed my muscles and gave him a cocky wink as I reached down at grab my crotch, I wasn’t the biggest down there but I knew how to use it. 

A look of realisation came over my boyfriends face as he pulled his phone back out and began typing. The tingling started again, this time in my crotch. I reached down at grabbed my large package. The outline of it clearly visible in my tight gym shorts and grinned as I reached down and pulled my boyfriend close and walked towards the locker room for some fun.