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.

Just Add Water

 

Callum’s parents banged on the door to the bathroom again, asking how much longer he would be spending in the bath. He had already been in there for over an hour and was planning on staying in a bit longer. 

“I’ll be out in a bit” he said, intentionally making his voice a little higher. He needed to keep his secret from his parents. You see, every time Callum touched water he was transformed from the small nerdy sixteen year old, into the hunk that was currently laying in the bath. He spent hours every night just laying in the bath, taking in his much larger muscles, running his hands through the beard that grows on his angular and strong jawline. Playing with his chest hair, where previously there had been nothing. More importantly, the growth in other areas attracts the majority of his attention. 

It had all started when he was on holiday and made friends with some of the local kids his age. They had a great time together, it was near the end of the holiday that they decided to reveal their secret to him. As the stepped into the sea one evening when they were alone on the beach, Callum watched in awe as they transformed from teens his age, into hunks. 

Offering to show Callum the cave where they had first transformed he was quick to accept, and was quickly ushered by the now large men into a nearby cave. It seemed as if the cave went on forever, and the two large men transformed back into the small teens his age when they did eventually dry off. They eventually came out into a large opening, where there was a small circular pool in the centre. They explained that all he would need to do is jump in and he was from that point on turn into a hunk, on any contact with water. He didn’t even think twice, and immediately jumped in.

The water around him began to bubble and he could feel himself changing. His muscles expanding, his spine stretching as he grew taller. His face began to get itchy and reaching up he felt a beard growing in. He noticed that it was not just on his face, but all over his body. He felt were stabbing pains in his arm, looking down he watched as a tattoo etched itself into his skin. One of the last changes was the tingling in his groin, reaching down he grinned as he felt his penis grow larger and larger in his hands.

Two large splashed took him out of the trance he was in and he soon realised he had been joined by his friends, the three hunks spent the evening having a bit of fun. Callum was sad when he eventually had to leave the cave with his new friends, but at least he had perhaps the best souvenir possible from a holiday.

The Bro Wall

Scrolling through my instagram feed I let out a sigh, every other picture was now some hot guy in front of this mural downtown that had become a sudden instagram hotspot. It was stupid, what was so impressive about a wall that every guy in town wanted to take a picture in front of it?

It was only when I was walking pasted it my chance one afternoon on my lunch break that I decided to finally give in a take a photo. I was nowhere near as hot or muscular as every other guy that had taken a photo in front of it, but for some reason I felt drawn towards it. I stood in front of it for a few moments before awkwardly trying to take a selfie in front of it, getting frustrated when I couldn’t get myself and the mural in the frame. 

“Yo, bro” yelled this big muscular jock, as he jogged over towards me, his large pecs bouncing as he approached me. “Want me to take the pic for you bro?” he asked with a smile.

“Umm.. sure” I said, awkwardly as I handing him my phone, “Thanks”. He took the phone and held it up, taking a few steps back to get it all in frame. 

“Great now smile” he yelled out to me, “and get ready for your life to change” he muttered. The flash on my phone went off and I was temporarily stunned, it was much brighter than it usually was. I blinked a few times and stumbled slightly, my vision darkened as sunglasses appeared on my face. “Bro!” I said with a cheery smile as I adjusted my baseball cap, unaware that it had not been there several seconds ago, “Lemme see” I say taking my phone off him. “Ah, that looked great bro” I say fist bumping him, “really shows off my muscles, now lets get to the gym bro, gotta work on making this bad boys bigger”

 

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.

Make the Shot

This was not something that I was expecting when I promised the group of nerds 1lbs of muscle for every shot that they made until they missed, not expecting them to make a single shot. Turns out they were all really good at basketball, not something that you would have expected if you had seen them before.

But a deal was a deal, and with each shot I added 1lbs of muscle onto each of them, and so far that hadn’t missed a shot. With their growing muscles and increasing cockiness, it didn’t take long for them to take off their t-shirts, I of course helped them along by changing their pants into shorts.

I just wonder how many more shots they can make, because at this rate we will be having a group of bodybuilders playing basketball in no time. Although the though of that does turn me on so I might just do that anyway. This town could do with more muscular men and with my powers, I am just the man to do it.

 

Father and Son Day Out

 

I first discovered that I had the power to transform others while I was at college. I must admit that at first I went a bit bad, making changes to nearly everyone that I saw. My college quickly became full of large muscular gay men and let me tell you that the rest of my time at college was interesting to say the least. That was a few years ago however, now I am a lot more selective of the people that I transform. 

When I spotted a father and son at the beach, I knew immediately that I would transform them. The son was a skinny as a rake, while the daddy was morbidly obese. The two of them were at the completely different ends of the spectrum. 

I though for a second of what I could do to them before being my transformation. I began by transferring some of the dads weight over to the son. Watching as the son plumped up, fat beginning to cover his body, all the while the dads fat shrinking, stopping the transfer when the dad only weighed a few pounds more than his son. 

The two of them immediately noticed the changes and looked down in shock at their bodies. The dad ran his hands over his smaller, although still large belly. While the son jiggled his new fat with a large smile on his face, he seemed to like being fatter.  

I could have stopped that transformation there, but that wasn’t really my style. I began to turn the fat on their bodies into muscle and again watches as their bodies tightened, large muscles appearing as the fat melted and turned into hard muscle. I paid particular attention to their pecs, forcing them to grow even bigger. 

The two men couldn’t believe what was happening to them as their bodies transformed again, the dad flexed his expanding biceps while the son played with his growing pecs.

I looked over my handiwork with a smile. Where there had once been a small skinny 18 year old there was now a large muscular man, with big juicy pecs. Next to his was his formerly morbidly obese father, who was now even larger than his son with thick thighs and even juicier pecs.

The final two changes I made was one that I gave to everyone that I changed. Firstly I made each of their penises twice as large, the dad must have been packing some serious equipment to begin with, because he was now spotting a large package in his speedos.

The final change I made was to make them both gay and have a high sex drive. I smiled as I looked over the changes before I approached them knowing that they would both take me up on my offer for a hook up right there and then, and because of my powers, no one on the beach would even care.

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.

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.

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.

Becoming a Dad

When Adams best friend Luke told him that the thing that he wanted most in the world was a family Adam couldn’t help but want to do something for him.

Luke was an orphan and had been moved between foster family’s all his life, no one seemed to want to adopt him. Adam meanwhile came from a family of witches and wizards and he was going to do what ever it took to help his friend get his wish.

After doing some research in his family spell book library he had found a spell that would allow him to blood adopt his best friend into his family, it was complicated and more than he had ever done before. He would normally ask his parents to help, but he knew they would say no because as far as they were aware Luke didn’t even know they had magic.

When he told Luke about his plan the other boy didn’t even have to think and immediately accepted. All they would have to do is make a small cut in each of their hands and press together while Adam said the spell.

After making sure that they were alone in the house the two began the spell, each cutting their hands and pressing them together. “Are you sure this is going to work” Luke asked hesitantly.

“Of course, I mean the spell is quite complex, but I’m sure I can do it, we’ll be brothers in no time and reality will alter so no one will ever know anything about this apart from us” Adam smiled before reciting the spell.

There were a few moments of nothing happen, before Adam smiled as he saw Luke change and take on some of his family features. The spell had worked! As Adam watched Luke became more and more like him he didn’t even notice that he was changing himself till Luke screamed.

“Your getting older!!” Luke screamed. Looking down at himself Adam saw that he was growing, the formally skinny teenager was now a muscular twenty something and still growing. “What the hell is going on” Adam yelled as he flicked through the spell book as hair grew across his body and a large thick beard grew on his face.

“Shit!” Adam yelled as he found what he was looking for in the book. It turns out blood adoption make the person being adopted the adopters biological child. Since they were both the same age one of them had to change as well, and it seems like he was getting old enough to be Luke’s biological father, which Adam guessed was better than being a teenage father.

The changes soon began to ease and Adam ran to the bathroom and took in his new form in the mirror. “Man, I’m old” Adam said in a much deeper voice as he rubbed his now rough hands over his new hair body.

“Hey Dad?” Said Luke as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Adam turned and saw a young teenager who looked much like he used to, “Thanks” he said walking up and hugging him, Adam instinctively wrapped his arms around his now son. “Your welcome… son”.

Bully Payback

Alex was sick and tired on constantly being bullied by his next door neighbour George. For as long as Alex could remember he had always been much smaller than George, even though they were the same age.

It all got worse when George started working out at age 12, he seemed to take to it so naturally and his muscles just grows. Alex meanwhile had begged his parents to get him some workout equipment or at least let him join a local gym, they could never afford it, so he was stuck being small and skinny. George never missed an opportunity to let Alex know how big he was, he would walk around topless and flex when he knew Alex was looking.

Over the years the jealously and resentment grew within Alex, while the cockiness grew in George. He was the king of the high school and knew it, all the girls wanted to sleep with him and although most would never admit it, most of the guys did as well. The bullying continues and soon school was hell for Alex.

That was when he found out his gift. He had the ability to steal traits of another. Anything for age and muscle right through to penis size and body hair. The funny thing is only the the people he used his power on knew anything had changed. He knew he had to be careful with his power, but he also couldn’t resist the opportunity to finally get his own back.

One afternoon he looked out of his bedroom window and could see George working out in his garden next door. All he needed to do was make skin to skin contact and his powers would do the rest.

Sneaking into next doors garden he snuck up quietly behind George and pressed his hand straight onto his back. Immediately George froze and Alex could feel his power work and the muscle literally pump itself out of George, up though his arm and into the rest of the body. It felt amazing, it was bliss, so much so that Alex accidentally took a bit more than he meant to leaving George much smaller that he had previously been, although the upside was that he was also much bigger and than George was.

“What the fuck!” George screamed, it a much higher voice as he looked down at his now much less muscular body. Shit, alex though knowing he must have absorbed some of Georges testosterone as well. But Alex didn’t actually care and just smirked as he flexed in front of George, “Pay back time” he smirked.

Tube Change 1

When I saw an only man walk onto the tube train I knew straight away that he would be the next person I would change. I felt sorry for him, he would barely walk and struggled to even sit down in the seat.

To begin with I made him a good 50 years younger. The years seemed to drop off of him as the train sped through the tunnel. I was a bit disappointed that he didn’t seem to gain any muscles, seems like he had always been a skinny guy.

It was a bit strange to see a 25 year old wearing an old mans sweater and loose trousers, but I could change that. Looking over I saw that he was now wearing a t shirt and shorts. While an iphone appeared in his hands and earbuds stretched up to his ear.

Still, he was still not exactly how I wanted him to be. With a smile I upped the amount his muscles he had until his arms could barely fit into the t shirt any more, while his pecs grew and could now be seen clearly through his clothes. Although it looked a bit stupid having a large upper body and thin legs, so they were the next to change, becoming muscular legs.

The next thing to change was what I enjoyed changing most, I made his dick and balls larger. He spread his legs wider as a result, making me smile wider.

Finally as we approached my stop I made him a rugby player, a bag full of rugby kit appeared in front of him as a result and gave him one last look over before smiling and getting off of the train. He wasn’t the first person I changed while on the tube and he definitely wouldn’t be my last.